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thelioncourts · 6 months

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Saw this tweet: https://x.com/vampyreslvt/status/1773072361404666254?s=46&t=ScaegDPoDx52WvOgAyhYNA

Assuming that Loumand do eventually break up, do you think they even know how to live without each other?? 🥺🥺 almost 8 decades!!!! I need the show to explore this if they go there!

the tweet for context [x] loumand, my darlings ❤️❤️❤️ prefacing this with the usual: these are just educated guesses based on knowledge from the books, tv shows, and all sorts of possibilities that could happen as we begin to enter uncharted territory in the next season(s); they're also my opinion so :) if you don't like it, move on with your own I think this in itself is something that can be greatly explored in so many capacities in upcoming season(s) as ways to explore both louis and armand as individual characters and as this unit that I think they inevitably need to be to some extent!

I've said it a couple of times since the RJ trailer dropped, but the show is officially, in so many regards, putting us all in a very similar boat, and by 'us all' I mean book fans and show fans. books fans have had this slight advantage of knowing the storyline of iwtv going into seasons 1 and 2, so even with the changes of the timeline and the expansion of louis' human life, etc. the basis has stayed the same in that it is louis telling daniel the story of becoming a vampire, falling in love, creating claudia, killing lestat, going to paris, and being there to witness and be destroyed by claudia's death. now, there have been since the beginning of s1 things that book fans can't have known as it's not in the book (i.e. most of lestat and louis' love story, everything in dubai, the changes characters from the azalea brought into play, the changes made to the plan to kill lestat, antoinette, etc.) but s2, from the looks of it atm (who knows what this will look like when the season actually airs, I'm very aware this could change) is...drastically changing so much of the story, making things deviate from the books. we see the lestat hallucinations seem to be running rampant, we see claudia on the stage and fully immersed as a coven member, we see a seemingly more longstanding relationship between madeleine and the others, we see this longer courtship between louis and armand, we see this passion and tenderness in louis and armand, we see armand being part of the san fransisco interview, we see current dubai and louis and armand still being together, and I could go on and on....

basically, we are entering uncharted territory and s3 will put us into even more uncharted territory if we are keeping characters like louis, armand, and daniel as main characters as lestat gets to tell his version of the events (and I have a lot of thoughts on the show not doing the above, not continuing with louis, armand, and daniel, and none of those thoughts are good or complimentary and I don't think the show would go there so I'm not going to get into it) the show cannot do tvl as just tvl, just as they haven't and couldn't have done iwtv as just the exact iwtv. and part of that is, if they do, louis and armand will hardly exist within the narrative whatsoever and daniel will be completely irrelevant. so where does that leave us? louis needs a storyline. armand needs a storyline. daniel needs a storyline. and those three are so intertwined. we know louis and armand are going to breakup, probably -- most likely -- this season, given what we do know of the books. however!! I truly do think it would be a disservice to both of them to not explore them trying to live without each other and, frankly, finding it impossible in some capacity. as the tweet above says, louis has spent over half of his life with armand, and armand, for all his years, has spent a significant amount of his long life with louis. and with what we know about armand's past, this is his longest lasting relationship ever as well. the trailer has already had some moments, lines of 'we've been together for 77 years, daniel' and things about them finishing each other's sentences. we know from s1 their relationship is complex; armand's continued watch over louis, the things he says about this being louis' suicide, his determination to protect louis' mind and stress, the things he says in the finale about louis, things he says about 'you've only heard half the story you'll be ashamed when you hear the rest of what you say,' louis introducing armand with this determined 'he's the love of my life,' and I could go on. to just suddenly have them galivanting around without one another and without thinking of the other would be.........shameful............especially because louis and armand's relationship in the books isn't ever quite diminished. sure, louis becomes cold in the years following claudia's death and he and armand are merely companions out of apathy on louis' end, desperation and longing on armand's, but eventually louis softens to armand again, and they have this companionship that is still very much full of love. I was rereading through part of QotD and after the big final event with akasha, when everyone is coming to, armand is holding louis. and armand is always looking out for louis, even if it's sending lestat or helping lestat out in terms of something louis needs, because he wants louis (and lestat, kind of, sometimes, sort of, it's complicated) to be happy, he does. after the events of merrick, louis goes back to armand and they live at trinity gate for 15 (???) years together again, lovers, companions, friends, all the sorts, and when louis goes back to lestat, armand is conflicted, and when louis is taken by roshmandes, armand is livid, absolutely livid, angry at lestat for letting louis down, for not watching him more carefully, etc. that love never quite dies out, something I think we would have more concretely had anne written armand and louis as fully fleshed out characters instead of lestat pov followed by 300 random past vampires that are impossible to keep track of half the time. basically, the books have set up for loumand to be a continuation of sorts, to -- at the very least -- have an unbreakable companionship and to not explore that in the show would be a travesty given all that is set up.

luckily for us, this writing team has proven to be beautifully talented so far, and have turned several things on its head and elaborated on others, and I am hopeful that they will use the talent of jacob and assad to their advantages, will use the beautiful relationship already on our screens to their advantage, will not waste potential of any of this, and that we will see how louis and armand move on from each other and how -- at the end of the day -- they never really do, even if they do.

#i could ramble more but i'm incoherent enough as is so

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midnighttheroies · 2 years

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Helluva Boss Theory “Stolas Views On Imps“

when i was in twitter i saw a very interesting tweet about stolas and how his views on imps aren’t exactly the best, and after reading it, it made he realize stolas has a-lot more growing than i originally thought

what are his views on imps?

stolas doesn’t view imps as less then him, but he does seem very indifferent towards them, blitz is the exception to this, but look at how he treats other imps around him, he calls moxxie and milllie “little creatures” and when he was yelling back at stella, he was gripping his servant harshly, taking out his frustrations out on him

stolas grew up with a good impression of imps, his first best friend was a imp, the butler was an imp and seemed to spend alot of time with growing up, and when we see kid stolas waking up, we can see he has a toy of a plush imp, but stoals is also royalty in hell, which means their are alot of prejudice views, his own father, who stolas looked up to so highly, was disgusted by the poor and saw blitz, a kid imp, as property he can buy, stella views imps as below her, disgusting creatures that are only made to serve her, and can get away with treating them horribly, because they aren’t on her status or worth her time

the royals in stolas life left a huge impression on him growing up, but also his soft spot for imps as well, this lead to stolas, while not hating imps, and does seem alot more respectful, he’s very indifferent towards them and does have a tendency to treat imps like their lesser them him, again, in a more respectful way compared to most royals, but still

does this make stolas a bad person?

no, if anything, it makes him more realistic and retable, i fucking love stolas, he’s my favourite character, he’s the one character i write about the most, him being flawed is another reason why i love him, but i have to agree that his views on imps aren’t good and kinda problematic, while he’s not a bad person at all, he is ignorant, but not maliciously, stolas is the type of person where he doesn't’ purposely hurt someone, and he was very sheltered as a kid, so obviously that contrabuited to his views on imps now

how does this effect stolitz

blitz sees stolas as someone above him in everything, and he sees how stolas refer’s to other imps, blitz isn’t stupid, he sees this and takes it for what it is in his head, and how stolas views imps further feeds the idea that stolas only wants him for sex, even though we know that’s not true

can stolas view’s change?

100% yes, again, stolas is not a bad person, he’s just ignorate at best, and he doesn’t really know how to treat other’s beneath him since he was taught to treat them like property, but we know stolas isn’t like that, but doesn’t know how else to act, i feel like if anyone where to call out his behaviour towards imps, he would apologize and try to do better, stolas is a good person, a rare gemstone to find in hell, but he has a long way to go, and alot to learn

#stolas goetia #stolas #helluva boss #helluvaboss #blitz #imps #goetia

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lostandfoundbook · 2 months

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Chapter 41

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Today had started like any other. Alexandria woke up, she got ready for her day, and she prepared to work at the studio. What she hadn't expected, however, was how her life had come to change over these past couple of months.

Alex never expected celebrity status to actually pan out, and she never believed a world could exist where she could love and be loved unconditionally. Alexandria, Andie, Alex, Al Gray was just like any other girl in the simple fact that, she wanted to belong. She wanted to be loved, and she wanted to be able to give a piece of herself away like that. She never expected that love wasn't about giving, but receiving.

Receiving joy, receiving trust, receiving sanctity, and receiving a family in people she never expected. Her friend ground had expanded massively over the last couple of months, such as did her career. People thought it was life changing that she was living at the hotel, but they didn't know the extents of it. Not until she tweeted, July 1st, 2023, that she and Oliver were dating.

It felt like a dream, really. Like someone had crafted it up in their own way, and threaded her along this path. Life had given her so many twists and turns with her family and her boyfriends, that she never really expected that there could be a good side. She saw the good when she woke up every morning, and the sun filtered into her room the way it always did. She saw the good when she looked in Oliver's eyes, and he saw her with a gaze of compassion and love. She saw the good that was the stars shining brightly in the night sky, because the galaxy would be lonely without them.

People were there to love and support her, and there was nothing more she could ask for in the world. Loving, and peace, and understanding. Maybe one day that would change, but today, as she readied herself in front of the mirror, and applied her make up in the way her friends had taught her, she felt taut in her life. Unshakable, and truly free from the burdens that used to weigh her down. The gigantic world on her back was now a manageable orange sized ball she could mess around with.

She didn't feel held down, and in fact, she felt pretty sexy. She looked at herself in the mirror and analyzed the sparkle-y red dress she was wearing. It had a sweethearts neckline, and it stopped just above her knee. It was the perfect date night dress and she knew it was going to knock Oliver out of his seat, fawning with affection. It was sweet between the two. Stolen kisses turned into public vows of affection, doting on each other in the hallways and studios.

The media had picked it up quickly. The topic between Andie Gray and Oliver Haven was a big storm, and everybody wanted a piece of it. They had quickly forgotten the diary entries, and though some people theorizes about the timing, most people accepted it. They were just happy that Alex was happy-- and she was. Extremely extremely happy.

You see, she could remember everything. From the way she used to hate Oliver, to the way she cherished him now. And my lord, did he cherish her in return. With his every being he bathed that girl in love and affection, dawning her with support in every corner. She remembered her friends, and her family, and she realized what mattered most to her in life.

She made her way down the hallways of the hotel, and watched as the workers hauled away at the wallpaper. It was an all week event because of how massive the place was, but Alex was happy to spend every penny doing this for him. It felt special, and surreal that she got to help Oliver fulfill one of his wants like this. She understood why he did it so often for her. It was a truly magical feeling.

She passed by the workers with a wave as she rounded the corner to head towards the elevators. She had gotten so used to them the past couple of months, but now she really saw their beauty. They were golden and shone brightly with the big windows reflecting off the metal. The doors themselves were cream and had a lace texture to them. As they slid open, she watched a few people file their way out before she let herself in. She hit the button for the third floor and made her way down.

She didn't know exactly what she wanted to do for her music videos yet, but she was just content to let them do their thing. It would happen as it happened, and Alex could imagine that her fans would be content with whatever she could bring. The hotel had a lot of things she could use, like recording venues and green screens, but she was more interested in their cameras. She wanted a professionally shot video, and she hoped it wasn't too late.

She walked herself into the restaurant that she had been in previously before. It felt different this time, though, because she was actually here on a date. She had turned what was previously a fan theory into a reality for her. She had actually bagged the man she hated. What a twist. It wasn't like she sought him out for those reasons, but she did find it ironic.

She hated him so much, it was almost like she's always needed him, in a way. Whether it was to love or hate, he had always been there for her. Alex eyed up the venue as she looked at the dim lights and the high ceilings with clothe draped across the edges of the walls. It had multiple chandeliers, and Alex nodded towards the waitress as she walked herself over to the booth Oliver had told her he'd be in.

The last thing she used to remember was smacking her head upon the tile floors. Now she remembers the way her heels click and clack across them as she passes over the spots that used to be littered with her blood. So much had happened over the course of a few months, and so much had changed in ways Alexandria Gray had never expected to happen. Flowers bloomed in deadened grass and shocked her with the colors of their buds.

When she arrived, Oliver was looking down at the menu. He was wearing a black tuxedo and he had his hair fluffed in the way that Alex loved it the most. He looked handsome, and she liked when the stubble started to grow onto his face. It looked rugged, and beautiful. When he looked up from his menu, a huge smile darted across his face. "Oh my god, you look amazing. Look at you!" He called out, grinning ear to ear. Alex didn't know what to say in reply, so shy just blushed back a couple thank you's before picking up her own menu.

She already knew she wanted the pasta again. It was amazing last time she had it, though maybe that was just the daze of that night. Everything was so perfect that day, and she couldn't help but view that as their first date. That's how the internet viewed it, too. They all posted photos of that night after she revealed that they were dating, and they all talked. She was just glad that they accepted Oliver, and didn't hate him.

"So tell me about you day" Oliver asked out as he lowered his menu in front of him. It was a little game they played, like cat and mouse. Make small talk before getting into the stuff they really wanted to talk about... it was normalcy she craved in the relationship. She was quickly swept up in status and recognition, for just a moment, she'd like to stop and experience the world around her. "It was good. I worked on music, and I got to meet up with the director. He doesn't seem to hate me as much."

Oliver smiled to Alex as the waitress approached them by their right side. "No, I'm not sure he ever did." He replied, before smiling towards the waitress instead. "Hi. We'll both just get the pasta of the day, and then an order of rum and a bottle of white wine." He ordered out, the waitress responding by writing down the order. Alex turned towards him with a shocked look on her face. "How do you know what I want to order?"

"Because I just know you."

Their food arrived quickly, and conversations between the two heightened up. They talked about everything, from life, to work, to the future. "I really like how the walls are already starting to look" He uttered out, a small blush flashing across his face. He didn't get flustered often, but gifts from Alex seemed to be the key player in that. She intended to do it more. She liked the way he looked when he was all bothered by her.

"Me, too. I really like it without all the weird floral print over top of it. It was never meant to be there and you can tell. It's like they were trying to mimic the elevator but failed, massively."

"It just looks...bad before." He added on. "I've dealt with it for so long, but I really like the original. Thank you." he said out as he took a sip off of his drink.

Havens Hotel was an elegant place, really. Hundreds of thousands of meters of pure perfection, a one way stop for all your needs delegated into one complex; a luxurious neighborhood for the elite. You could stay there at the hotel, but it was nothing compared to living in-house there.

"Of course" she replied back as she traced the rim of her own wine glass with her finger. Sobriety for Alex looked different. For a lot of people, it looked like staying away from all drugs and alcohol. For her, it was much bigger than just addiction. She had a reason to stay clean, and she wasn't exactly looking for sobriety, just a life away from drugs.

Oliver understood that. He seemed to understand it from day one when he offered her that first joint. It had started so simple and caring, just this man looking out for her. He was rightful to not trust Everette, and the entire time, he had been trying to lead her away from him. He had always been protecting her, in a way, even when she didn't notice it. The simple pleadings of asking her to eat. Constantly checking up on her. He cared more than he himself admitted.

"So when are you going to get back in contact with your sister?" Alex asked into the air, hoping to get a reply. Instead she was met back with a smarmy, "When are you gonna contact yours?"

It was a simple understanding between the two. They would never understand each others familial relationships, at least, not in that way. Alex could try to understand it as much as she wanted, but she didn't know what it was like to live in a normal family. To have normal siblings. She would never understand that, but she understood where Oliver stood with her. They lived two very different lives, such as Alex and her sister did.

"I need to call her, too, that's the problem. You need to call your sister, as well. She just wants to be there for you. She wont ever accept that you wont travel with her, but she misses talking to you, you know? God I can't believe I'm going to be an aunt!" She rapid fired towards the man, her thoughts going a million miles an hour. He smiled back at her, and she could feel the warmth in her heart. "I know. I'll text her tomorrow morning if that makes you feel any better."

She beamed back towards the man and nodded. "You're going to make an amazing aunt, by the way. It'll be perfect" He said out in between bites of food. It was delectable and everything was plated in a way that looked extravagant. There were leaves garnishing the dish and she didn't know if she was supposed to eat them or not. The presentation was on point. The noodles practically melted in her mouth as she chewed away on the alfredo.

Over the three months of staying with Oliver, Alex had learned that their moments of silence were a special little moment where she got to revel in his magnificence. He had given her so much, and she loved him dearly for it. She loved the way his cheekbones angled in a way that fit his face. Everything about his was made to perfection, and she was allowed to just stare away. She allowed to silence to go on as long as possible as her lightweight self took another sip off of her glass.

It didn't help that Oliver's hotel carried very strong, high percentage alcohol. She didn't drink as often as she smoked, and when she did, she was a bumbling fool after just a few glasses. She worked to limit her intake and keep herself steady throughout the night. "So, what were you trying to talk about the other night?" Oliver asked out, breaking the silence.

"What do you mean?" Alex replied.

Because living there meant being there with Oliver. It meant basking in each others glories, and constantly making new masterpieces together. It means finding a safe haven together, in unexpected places, even when it hurts you to try. And god does it hurt. But she had to try, and in turn, she was rewarded with the one person she never expected.

The man tilted his head back and narrowed his brows as he thought about how to phrase what he wanted to say. "The other night, when you came back, you said you'd have to have the other talk with me, too. We've talked about a lot, but nothing new. What's up with you?"

And there it was. Small talk whittled away into serious conversation just like that. "Well, I figured It's relevant to mention that I'm asexual" She spoke out as she picked up her wine glass and took a sip. Oliver was quiet for a moment before Alex continued speaking. "Obviously, that doesn't mean I'm celibate. I mean... obviously. It just means I'm not interested in other people."

He made a weird face with his eyes before he spoke. "Well, I'd hope you're not interested in other people besides me." And a small smile dashed across the girls face. A little chuckle left her mouth as she set her glass back down and picked her fork up. "You know that's not what I mean, weirdo. I'm just saying that.. you're my rare exception."

Oliver shrugged with his head and smiled. "Well, you were my one exception, too. I swore off dating for the longest time after Waverly. It felt like I was just trying to replace her, and it wasn't right... but everything is different with you. I think she wouldn't be happy that I closed myself off for so long. She was such an outgoing person, she'd hate to think about the fact that she held me back in life. I think she'd have loved you if she knew you."

And this time, it was Alex's turn to joke around. "I don't know. I don't think she'd be fond of me dating her fiancée... you know, butterfly effect and all. In another universe, I think we would be the bestest of friends, however. I'm very fun to be around, you know." She poked out, earning a chuckle out of Oliver. "I think you two would've caused the most trouble in the scene. There would be no way I could black list you. Even Avery loved your stuff when I didn't. I was the only person against you, really."

She pursed her lips and nodded. "I could kind of tell, you know. It wasn't like you weren't exactly vocal about it. Both of us were. That's why I'm so shocked that everyone is supporting us in the media. I expected there to be more drama and backlash. Expose threads on us left and right."

Oliver let out his own grimace before laughing. "God, It's still possible, you know. We've got a lot of time for them to run wild. They're probably already talking about us being out here tonight. You know, I think one of the wait staff posted a photo of us here last time." Alex leaned back in her seat as she finished off the food on her plate. "Do you see them here now?" Oliver shook his head in reply.

Oliver Haven is a good man. He's a good man, with a good heart, and Alexandria got to open that piece of him back up. A piece he had closed off and stored away for years to come, picked away at by the blonde girl with a fiery passion for HIM. He wasn't the right person at the wrong time, he was the creator of time itself, dictating whether or not the clock kept ticking, and she got to share that with him.

"Well, in your own words, let them speak. I think that's really when the rumors started, if I'm being honest. And then there was that time we got pictured leaving the studio together.." Alex said out while rolling her eyes. That was all before they were even dating. Sure, she could look back on it with fond memories, but it wasn't like everyone painted it. It was just them talking.

Maybe, in a way, she could see how it all pieced together. He understood her even before she recognized he did-- with him partaking in her own passions. She couldn't wait for their next ice skating date. "Well... yes. Let them. If they want to make up rumors about us, then we can give them something to spin." He replied back, leaning in towards the middle of the table as he said it, directing it to her alone. She could feel the corners of her mouth raising into a smile.

"You're a very sexy man, Oliver Haven." Alex said out as she met him in the middle of the table for a kiss. The contact was like blissful heaven on earth, and she couldn't get enough of it. When they pulled away, she noticed how the world seemed to stop around them. It was putting her in this dream like state, as if Oliver was getting her high off of himself alone. "I love you." She said out as she leaned back. "I love you, too. When are we getting dessert?"

"You are my dessert"

#Word Count: 3136 #Total Word Count: 157143 #hurt comfort #original story #original characters #broken bird trope #slow burn #slight mystery #contemporary #original book #book writing #creative writing #writing #fiction #writeblr #writers #writers on tumblr #ao3 writer #ao3 book

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jasperjv · 5 months

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Hey, are you doing alright? I saw your posts in the Khonjin House tag and as someone who was a fan back in 2017, witnessed his behavior and watched the fanbase of then collectively clear out for it it's... god. He hasn't changed in the slightest. He's always been an egomaniacal prick. I'm so sorry to hear you've dealt with him first hand. He had a channel on his Discord where he'd publicly tear apart people in 'debate' for sport...

Thank you for speaking up about him. He wipes his socials like clockwork and it leaves others unaware of how wretched he is. I hope you're doing better now. Take care.

Yes I remember that bit, too. What he does is when he's upset, he will change that energy into political debate instead of addressing the actual issue in his life. I had heard that he was in a separate server and annoyed the fuck out of everyone for constantly asking for a politics channel whenever he was upset about anything.

Well even when he wipes his socials, he can't help himself from using doublespeak and plausible deniability. The man cannot speak straight. He'll say something oddly specific but point it out and he'll say you have an ego if you think it's about you. Let me give you an example. (Important context, of course: I was a patron of his for 2 years)

I censored all names and profile pics just to make sure I get around any Twitter harassment policies, but clown emoji is our boy.

A few people flabbergasted by his behavior have sent me a few of his tweets in disbelief whenever I was off doing my own thing venting about his terrible behavior. And I would see added context and implications like this that they did not. They would always think, "surely there could be no extra context which makes this especially irritating to Jasper" but there always would be. I have him blocked but all that does is make sure he doesn't directly interact with me while he has however many followers he's got now.

I'm working my tail off constantly ngl. Things have been rough. I can only hope it will be easier to continue with my life when I get my own place by myself. I'd say "move on" but that doesn't apply. I'll never not care about what happened to me as it fundamentally altered the trajectory of my life and infects my thoughts and my nightmares, and I refuse to judge myself for that. I just hope it'll pop up in my mind less once things improve.

I always appreciate a reassurance that I'm doing the right thing. He's hurt countless others but in such a way that they're too exhausted to even address it anymore. That's the only reason he still has a platform. And a bunch of enablers like above.

#khonjin

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hyasynthetic-flowers · 2 years

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Discourse around the word 'queer' is making the rounds again, this time with the added bonus of "if you don't like the word you're an awful x-phobe" (One tweet I saw called the phrase 'queer is a slur' a terf dogwhistle???) And as a bisexual trans man who hates the word, being told that I should be okay with it rankles me.

See, I grew up in three denominations of the Christian church -- Two that I now look back on as being alarmingly close to cults and the third being Baptist. None of the above were, as the kids say, down with the gays. 'Queer' was used as an othering tactic. It wasn't an insult, per se (although people certainly used it as one, both against LGBT+ individuals and GNC cis heterosexuals) but it was clear that LGBT+ people were not welcome in these denominations (Well, you could be if you repented and got baptised and married a nice Christian of the opposite sex and lived your life as a 'normal' person. You know, that uniquely Christian form of acceptance).

Smash cut to university. I'm no longer part of a church, but I'm still in contact with the leadership of the last church I was in (the most culty of the bunch). I discover that I'm trans and so I message the leader I was closest to for support. My thinking was that I'd be accepted because I'm still a good Christian, just y'know, dealing with some complicated stuff. And I was faced with the exact same othering. The 'support' I was offered was prayers that I'd be freed from Satan's influence and resume my life as a Christian woman.

Now, if you've never been through religious indoctrination, it's easy to think you can just walk away. But cults wouldn't exist without indoctrination, and believe me, that shit runs into your subconscious. I was told, right up until I left religion altogether, that being 'queer' was being 'other'. That it was a bad thing. Consciously I don't, and never have, believed it. But in the same way I'll never be able to shake turning to prayer in a moment of panic or the fear of a hell I do not believe in, 'queer' = 'other' is an association that's carved into the fabric of who I am as a person.

It shouldn't be hard to understand why I wouldn't want to associate myself with a word that was used to exclude and demonise people. I know the kind of churches I was in wouldn't have changed their stance on it, so they're likely still using it in that way. I don't want to be different. I don't want to be other. And I don't want to be forced to accept a word that was used to do so.

And because I know that literacy on social media is somewhere in the negatives, I want to say clearly: I am only speaking of myself and my experiences. If you find that 'queer' best describes you, more power to you; I'm happy to respect that. My issue is that others are telling me that I have to be okay with it because it's been 'reclaimed'.

#long post #cults #queer discourse #I'm happy to respect your wishes #but you have to respect mine in return #I wouldn't be so mad if there wasn't blatant disrespect for people like me

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tinyfantasminha · 2 years

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"cis people don't fantasize about being another gender" THEY DON'T????????? 😨😨😨😨😨😨😨

#saw that tweet above and now my life is changed #so what does me alwaus being more comfy cosplaying and voice acting male characters mean #vics queerness awaken era??? I JUST WOKE UP HELP #deleting later

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whiteqnn · 4 years

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Pairing: Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

Summary: Sean invites one of his good friends - Y/N - to play with him and the group. She has a lot of fun with them, but at the same time is too oblivious, too nice, and too pure to notice that one particular Among Us player has taken a liking to her the moment he heard her voice...

Notes: Hello everyone! This is the very first time I’m publishing something bigger in here, I’m honestly still figuring out how Tumblr works, even though I’ve had this account for quite some time now 😅. That being said, please don’t expect anything super impressive. I tried my best though just so you know. 🥺

A/N- It didn’t turn out as I expected, but I really hope at least some of you find it enjoyable :(

Y/C/N - your channel name

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PURE [1]

“Did you guys find anybody?” Felix asked, as the number of players still showed just 7 of them. They could just start now, but the game would be way more fun with a full lobby.

“Yeah, Lily’s joining. I just texted her the code, so she should be here at any moment.” Sykkuno replied after receiving a text message from the said girl. “Oh, and Corpse also said he’d be joining soon.”

“Great. Anyone else?”

“I think Jack was also bringing someone, right?” Dave asked.

“Huh? Oh yeah, I have one coming, she’ll join us in a few” the asked man replied at the same moment Lily’s character appeared in the lobby.

“Who you’re bringing Jack?”

“Y/N” he said, causing Felix to gasp in shock and yell into his mic:

“How the fuck did you manage to convince her? I’ve been bugging her about this game for the past week and she always had some excuse!”

“What can I say, my charm is irresistible” Jack replied nonchalantly, causing everyone in the lobby to laugh at his fake deep voice.

The number of participants changed to 9, as a little black astronaut with horns on his helmet appeared in the lobby.

“Corpse, you’re here!” Rae’s character ran up to the man, circling him excitedly.

“Hey man!”

“What’s up, Corpse?”

“Hello everyone” his deep voice sounded out “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“All good man, we’re still waiting for one person.” Felix reassured him “Sean, why is she not here yet? Are you sure you’ve sent her the right code?”

“Of course I am!” he all but shouted at Felix “And about that, she just texted me to give her a few more minutes and that we should start without her.”

“We can just wait, right?” Lily offered, earning a few hums of approval from the others.

“I think it might take a little longer than a few minutes, she has some problems with her microphone.”

“Who are you guys talking about?” Corpse asked, completely unaware of who Jack was referring to.

“Wait, Jack, you mean Y/N from Y/C/N?” Sykkuno asked suddenly, only then realizing why this name sounded familiar

“Yeah, the one and only” Jack replied, a smile evident in his voice.

“Oh my god, I love her videos!” Rae exclaimed at that “She’s so funny and sweet!”

“Yeah! Her new video is so freaking cute, I wish she’d upload more often.” Poki agreed.

“Right?” Jack said, clearly very proud of his friend. “But don’t let that sweet demeanor fool you guys cause she’s one of the best players I’ve encountered in this game.”

“That’s true, she’s a secret big brain genius” Toast confirmed, making Pewdiepie gasp once again.

“wHAT??YOU TWO PLAYED WITH HER?!” Felix’s offended voice boomed through everyone’s headphones “HOW DARE YOU. HOW COULD YOU NOT INVITE ME?!”

“That’s for not inviting me to your latest Cringe episode!” Jack was quick to respond, making others in the lobby laugh at their mini fight.

“Oh, so that’s where I recognized her from!” Sykkuno nearly shouted when he finally put two and two together. “I can’t wait to meet her, she seems like a really nice person.”

“She is! When she got impostor for the first time she refused to kill me” Toast explained, earning himself a couple of Aww’s from his friends. “So we just ran around the emergency button until I called the meeting and voted her off.”

“Yeah, only to be her first victim in the next game.” Jack all but giggled, clearly very amused at the memory of Y/N going into a full berserk mode. No one except for him and Toast knew how good she really was at this game...

“She’s basically the wolf in sheep’s skin” Felix concluded with a chuckle “Very soft wolf, however.”

“She’s like the complete opposite of Corpse, both in voice and personality” Jack suddenly said, making Felix laugh wholeheartedly at something only two of them understood at the moment.

“I don’t know how should I take that” Corpse admitted with a chuckle. He remained silent for most of the conversation since he didn’t really know who the guys were talking about. But he would lie if he said he wasn’t intrigued by this girl at least in the slightest. Although he heard about her channel, he hasn’t seen any of her videos, so he didn’t really know what to expect. But hearing what gamers like Sean and Felix said about her, he knew he’s not gonna be disappointed once the girl joins them in the game.

“Imagine Corpse and Y/N talking.” Felix said suddenly with a seemingly very amused voice.

“Imagine Corpse and Y/N both being Impostors” Toast said, which resulted in many of them shouting over each other at how crazy that would be.

“Alright, now that you mention this I start fearing the moment two of them meet” Jack confessed with loud laughter following the sentence. Corpse chuckled deeply under his breath, at the same time glancing at the questions his audience was asking him in his stream. He could hardly read any, as there were quite a lot of people asking, so all he saw was just a bunch of comments moving at the speed of light in his chat. He wouldn't say it out loud, but he was slightly nervous, seeing the growing number of people watching his stream. It was still a rather new thing to him, and he feared he'd say something inappropriate, or just make a complete idiot out of himself.

"At least no one can see me..." he mumbled under his breath after muting his microphone.

"Oh! Y/N just texted me! She's joining the call right now!"

"Fuck yeah!" Felix shouted excitedly "Just so you know Jack, I won't forget that you two played without me."

"Uh-oh. Is that a threat? Are you threatening me now?"

"It's a warning" Felix replied, receiving a series of gasps from other players. "If I get impostor, you're the first one on my list."

"Okay, everyone heard that! You know who to vote off when I'm dead!"

"It's so cool to play with someone new, I wonder if she's as good as you guys depict her" Sykkuno spoke up, but before anyone could answer his question, a new character popped up in the lobby.

***

"Hi everyone! I’m sorry I left you just like that, but this stream would be completely useless without me being able to answer your questions. Fortunately it wasn’t anything serious, I just had to readjust my mic and go through the settings to find what was wrong. Took some time, but here I am now!” Y/N chirped into her microphone, smiling apologetically at her webcam. At the moments like this, she really appreciated how supportive her audience was. No one was hating on her when she had to get off the stream for a couple of minutes, and everyone was just so understanding that it made her heart melt. Perhaps her audience wasn’t very big, but it felt almost like a second family to her.

“Anyway, as you already know from my twitter, today I’ll be playing Among Us with my friends and their friends! I can’t wait if I’m being honest, last time I played this game was so much fun, and there was only a few of us.” she admitted with a genuine smile on her face. “Let’s just text Sean now so we can get into the lobby...”

Y/N: Ready to play with you guys ^^

Jackaboy: Great! You got that mic fixed already?

Y/N: Yes, everything is fine. I’m sorry you had to wait so long.

Jackaboy: It’s all good kiddo, no worries. I’ll call you and send you the code in a sec.

Y/N: Perfect, thank you Sean :)

Jackaboy: Btw, everyone can’t wait to meet you ;-)Y/N stared at the screen for a moment, only now, seconds before joining the group, realizing how nervous she felt. From Sean’s tweets she saw earlier, she figured that the lobby was right now full of many famous streamers, those she wouldn’t even compare herself to. It’s not that she thought of herself very low, but... being among such youtube celebrities like them made her panic a little bit. She didn’t want to look like a complete fool amongst them.

Playing or recording with Sean and Felix was something else because she knew those guys for years (and yet still sometimes found herself thinking how lucky she got to be able to call them her friends). She felt good in their company, not worrying about choosing the right words. But amongst the rest of the players, she knew only Toast and talked with Rae maybe once in her life...

What if the rest won’t like her?

Y/N cleared her throat, realizing that she was still staring at her phone like hypnotized and her audience was already asking her what’s going on. She quickly typed in the code Sean had texted her and readjusted her headphones, before joining the discord chat.

“THERE SHE IS” screamed Sean, making her grin from ear to ear, hearing how excited he was “Little wonderchild!”

“I think you meant little TRAITOR” Felix corrected him with a scoff. A silence settled in the lobby as everyone was waiting for Y/N to speak up.

“Um... hello everyone..” she said softly, almost inaudibly, a sudden wave of shyness taking over her. “I’m Y/N”

“Oh, you were right about that Corpse thing!” replied another, also very soft and very sweet voice, and Y/N saw the image of someone named Lily pop up. “It’s like the exact opposite!”

“See? Told ya. Everyone, meet Y/N/N, the little angel from Y/C/N.”

“Hey Y/N!”

“Hi there!”

“Hey, what’s up?”

“H-Hi, so great to meet you, Y/N!” a very friendly sounding voice said, and a little lime astronaut with the name Sykkuno above it started running around her. “Can’t wait to play with you!”

“That’s so nice, thank you” she replied with a wide smile on her face, moving around his character as well. “I can’t wait to play with you too, actually with all you guys. It’s so great to be here with you.”

“Jack I swear she’s the cutest little thing I’ve ever heard. Where the hell did you find her?!” Poki all but yelled at the man, making Y/N giggle to herself and in-process loosen up a little bit. They all seemed like someone she’d happily be friends with.

“Or rather, where do you get one?” someone else commented, making them all burst into laughter, Y/N included.

“Guys, what did I say about that sweet demeanor...” Jack said after calming down from his fit “Don’t put your guard down just because she sounds like that!”

“Wait- what did you tell them about me?” Y/N asked confused, the tone of her voice making him laugh even more “Jack!”

“Don’t worry, only the good stuff” a very deep, low voice spoke up, leaving her taken aback for a moment. Her eyes widened slightly and she glanced at the name of that person, reading out CORPSE. Now that’s something she didn’t expect...

“Corpse, mind your manners! You didn’t even introduce yourself!”

“Oh, shit- yeah, sorry. Um, I’m Corpse, it’s very nice to meet you Y/N” he replied right after, making her lip corners curl up into a smile.

“Nice to meet you too Corpse, you have a really pleasant voice.” she spoke sweetly, completely unaware of the chaos that was taking place in her stream chat. She didn’t even think of it the way her audience did, she just simply spoke up her mind, and being an incredibly nice person - turned it into a compliment.

“Oh- wow. I mean, thank you so much. I love your voice too, it’s really sweet” he replied, nervously chuckling at the end, before muting his mic. It was, however, enough for Felix and Sean to start teasing him, as the two immediately screamed:

“SIIIMP!!!”

“It’s the voice Felix, I told you he’d fall into her trap!”

“Wait- he was just being nice, guys! Stop making fun of him” Y/N immediately defended the man, trying to speak up over the hysterical laughter of the other players.

“Oh my god, but what if they both get impostors and they both pull the voice cards on us?!” Rae managed to yell through all the noise, making Y/N even more confused.

“Wait, what? What do you mean? I don’t understand.”

“Don’t worry Y/N, that’s how I feel all the time around them.” Sykkuno seemed to be the only one who heard her question, as the rest continued their gabbing without giving her as much as a glance.

“Alright, let’s start the game maybe. I might have a few old scores to settle” Toast cleared his throat theatrically, his astronaut coming face to face with Y/N’s.

“Oh, you mean me? I thought I already apologized!” she replied frantically. “You gave me no choice Toast, I didn’t even want to kill you in the first place...”

“BUT YOU DID. IN THE VERY FIRST ROUND”

“I’m sorry!”

“Alright, enough! Toast, just don’t kill her right away, okay? Let her run around the map, fearing for her life for a moment.” Y/N gasped upon hearing Jack’s words, clearly sensing the smirk behind his voice.

“Wha- Jack?! Since when are you against me?!”

“Don’t worry Y/N, I won’t let them hurt you. You haven’t played with us yet, I’ll protect you.”

“Oh, thank you so much Sykkuno! I’ll protect you too!”

“Great. Another one simping...” was Felix’s last words, before the game began.

Y/N sighed in relief upon seeing the word crewmate forming on her screen, but at the same time feared Toast’s inevitable revenge. She thought they'd already buried the hatchet, but it seemed that he was desperate to make her pay for the last time they played together.

“Aw, Sykkuno was serious” she mumbled with a smile, when his lime astronaut started circling her white one, so she would follow him. “Okay, let’s do some tasks.”

They both made their way towards the medbay, Sykkuno patiently waiting nearby as she did the scan, then Y/N waiting for him to do the same. The moment his little character stepped towards her, a meeting was called by none other than Felix.

“What happened?” Rae asked.

“I called the meeting because I’m afraid of Jack” he responded, causing everyone to laugh. “Seriously though! Dude’s been following me around the whole time.”

“I was just making sure nobody kills you.”

“Yeah don’t go all Sykkuno on me!” Felix screamed, making the call erupt into even more laughter.

“Alright, are we skipping?”

“Yeah.”

“Guys, my life is in danger!” Felix wouldn’t give up. “Come on, show some support! Y/N? You played with him, you know his techniques!”

“Sorry Felix” Y/N giggled, clicking the skip button.

When the next round began, Sykkuno was quick to join Y/N on her way towards admin, where they both found Poki doing the upload. They did the card swipe and left her there, when the lights suddenly went off.

“Uh-oh. Let’s head the opposite direction, Sykkuno” the girl murmured, dancing around his character and heading towards Comms instead of going to Electrical. It was the easiest way to die, after all.

Once they entered the room and waited for someone to fix the lights, Y/N could see another figure appear in the same location. She couldn’t recognize whose character it was, but upon seeing the horns on the helmet she smiled to herself.

“Hey there, Corpse” she said, walking up to the black astronaut, who was standing still in the same place as if he was just watching her and Sykkuno run around Comms instead of doing their tasks.

They stood like that for a couple of seconds until Corpse turned around and ran away, and that’s when the first body was reported.

“Oh no, Jack!”

“Poor guy. He’s gonna haunt us now.”

“Where’s the body?”

“Navigation” replied Rae, who was the one to find Sean’s green astronauts’ body “Didn’t see anyone around, but I’m pretty sure someone just vented right in front of my eyes...”

“Any suspicions?” Toast asked.

“Um, not really sure, it was the exact same moment the lights went off. I was doing tasks with Jack and then he just died. I only saw the vent close, nothing or no one else.”

“Okay, where are you guys right now?”

“I’m in admin with Dave, we only passed Poki when we got there.” Lily’s voice sounded out, quickly being joined by Poki’s explanation.

“Yeah, I was finishing the upload when you guys came in, Y/N and Sykkuno saw it”

“Did you see her?” Toast asked, addressing his question towards the white and lime astronauts.

“Yes, we were doing the card swipe before going to Comms. Corpse joined us for a moment and then left.”

“Yeah, I was on my way to fix the lights when I stumbled upon them in Comms, the body was reported the exact moment I left.”

“Can someone confirm this? I mean, did someone see you besides the two of them?” Toast continued his questioning.

“I think I only saw Felix in Medbay.”

“Hmm, so no one really knows where you were this whole time. You could easily lure Jack into Navigation and kill him there. Is that what you did, Corpse?”

“Woah, that’s some serious accusation” Corpse replied in his usual, low and calm voice. “Where were you Toast? You seem the only one who still doesn’t have an alibi”

“Neither does Felix.” Y/N spoke innocently, and the mentioned man quickly started his explanation.

“Okay, I was with Jack at the beginning but he clearly can’t confirm this since someone snapped his fucking neck. We’ve split up in O2 after doing our tasks and then he must’ve gone with Rae. I just wandered around the map, escaping from the death.”

“Hmm, so not only were you one of the last people to see him alive, but you also admit to not doing your tasks” Y/N said, trying her best to keep her voice steady and stop herself from laughing. She was sure Sykkuno was doing the same thing, they both refused to do any tasks after the lights went off, after all.

“Yeah, but does that already makes me an Imposter? I’m just scared for my life, that’s all.”

“Y/N has some good logic, but I’m not really sure it’s Pewds. I mean, I saw him in Medbay and he really seemed to be just jogging around.” Corpse said, his voice almost immediately doing its magic, as people more or less willingly agreed to skip this round as well.

“I think it’s Felix. I mean, I haven’t played with him yet, but I have this feeling that he’s just acting.” Y/N said to her chat after muting herself. She went towards Weapons to do another task, seeing Sykkuno’s little character follow her once again, but the doors were suddenly locked and his lime astronaut remained in Cafeteria. “Oh no, Sykkuno” she sighed with a pout on her face, deciding against waiting for him and risking getting her neck snapped. She finished her task in Weapons and moved towards another location, when suddenly Corpse appeared in front of her, coming right out of nowhere.

“Oh- Corpse, you scared me to death” Y/N breathed a laugh, watching as his character stood still for a couple of seconds, before circling around her white astronaut. Y/N nodded her head with a smile, even though he couldn’t see her, and followed him in Shields, where they found Poki’s dead body.

“The body is in Shields” Y/N replied right after reporting the body, only to gasp in shock when she realized more than one person was killed. Red crosses decorated not only Poki’s name but were also visible next to Dave and Lily.

“What the hell?!” Felix all but yelled into his mic, obviously shocked just like everyone else who was still alive.

“Now that’s... a lot of bodies” Sykkuno mumbled under his breath.

“Alright, who’s in Shields? Y/N, you said you found the body there, which one?”

“Poki’s, Corpse was there with me” her reply was followed by his short and low hum.

“Sykkuno, where are you? I didn’t see you anywhere since the last round.” Felix asked, clearly accusing the lime astronaut of being a murderer.

“I was... doing the wires in electrical, Toast was there for a moment as well.”

“Yeah but I was only searching for the body, so I saw you maybe for a second” Toast replied, building even more suspicions around Sykkuno.

“But- guys, you know I wouldn’t kill two people in one round, let alone four of them.”

“No one says you did that, I only mentioned that you were nowhere to be seen. You could’ve been sabotaging the map for the other Impostor” Felix said nonchalantly.

“Guys, I-”

“It’s him! It must be him!” Rae shouted through her mic.

“Sykkuno is 100% innocent, I can vouch for him” Y/N’s voice sounded out in everyone’s headphones “We were together since the start of the game and he didn’t kill me, even though he had quite a number of chances to do so.”

“Weren’t you with Corpse this time?” Felix asked suspiciously.

“I was! But at the beginning, I was with Sykkuno, until someone locked him in Cafeteria. That’s when we split up.”

“And you haven’t seen him ever since?”

“Well, no, but-”

“Then I can assure you it was only a matter of time before he’d stab you in the back” Toast concluded, making Sykkuno gasp in confusion.

“Wha- No, I would never do that! Y/N is our guest, I was just making sure she was okay!”

“Sykkuno, simping won’t save your life right now”

“Wha- I- Guys!” he tried to stutter out some logical explanation “Y/N, don’t believe them!”

“I don’t, I know you’re innocent! C’mon guys, he wouldn’t do it!”

“Yeah yeah, let’s kick him out. Corpse, who are you voting?” Toast asked, and Y/N could see the I voted sign next to his character.

“I kinda feel like Felix tries to shift the blame onto Sykkuno. He didn’t even tell his location, and was already throwing accusations on someone else.” Corpse replied after a moment, making the smile widen on Y/N’s face. Someone was finally on her side!

“That’s because he can’t even explain himself!” Felix exclaimed, voting as well.

“Besides, I’m pretty sure if it wasn’t for whoever locked that door, Y/N would be dead as well!”

“No, I told you I-!”

“Guys, we have ten seconds to vote. Rae?”

“I think it’s him as well. He was acting suspiciously since we started this round. I vote Sykkuno”

“But..!”

“No, Sykkuno...” Y/N whispered with a pout on her lips, when she saw the number of people who voted for her lime friend.

Sykkuno was ejected.

“Alright, I’m pretty sure it’s Felix. I saw Rae multiple times and she didn’t kill me, Toast also doesn’t act very Impostor like, but maybe that’s just one of his strategies... Corpse is with me again, I don’t think that’s him, I mean, he followed me around last round, but still didn’t do anything, and even vouched for me and Sykkuno when we were both clearly chilling in comms. It can’t be him... right?”

Dead body reported.

“I just saw Corpse kill Toast, then vent!” Rae’s voice blared through Y/N’s headphones, as she looked in shock at the red cross next to Toast’s name. If not him, then..?

“What?” the accused man asked calmly “That’s a self-report, she’s trying to frame me. You guys can’t possibly believe her.”

“I believe her. I saw you enter the Electrical with Toast, then he’s suddenly dead” Felix said.

“That’s because she vented in there and killed him.”

“No! I swear, Y/N/N you have to believe me!” she directed her words towards the girl who remained silent during their discussion, processing her accusations over and over in her head. “I was fixing the wires, Toast was doing another task, and then boom! I see Corpse snapping his neck!”

“How could you see that if the lights were off?” Y/N suddenly asked, making Rae cut her own sentence off “No one went to fix them, they were off the entire round.”

Silence.

“It’s Rae, it must be her” Corpse couldn’t help but laugh wholeheartedly at how small was the mistake which completely blew Rae’s cover. “We’re voting Rae, right Y/N?”

“No! Guys, I mean, let me explain, I-!”

Rae was ejected.

“Now that was something I didn’t expect. I would’ve never thought it was her, I even suspected that Sykkuno might really have been the other Impostor, but now... It’s just me, Corpse, and Felix. I’m clear, clearly, so it must be one of them. And since Corpse protected me for the past few rounds, there’s no other option than...”

Her eyes suddenly widened when the realization hit her, and she quickly turned around to speed towards the emergency button. Fortunately, no one was around to stop her from calling the meeting.

“Felix.” Y/N started, trying to contain her excitement and sound seriously “Where were you when Sean was killed?”

Neither Corpse of Felix said a word, as it was probably the last question they expected her to ask. Felix cleared his throat, however, and finally replied:

“Y/N, that was literally the beginning of a game. How am I supposed to remember what I did then?”

“Well” she said nonchalantly “I, for example, clearly remember the things you said even when we were in the lobby.”

“What are you implying?”

“Wasn’t it you, who told everyone that Sean was your number one if you get Impostor?” she asked with a wicked smile on her face. Felix was dumbfounded, he obviously didn’t expect her to pull that card on him, hell, he didn’t even know how she knew about it since she wasn’t even in the call at the time.

“FELIX” Corpse suddenly broke the silence, simultaneously breaking the said man from his train of thoughts.

“Okay, first of all- YOU WEREN’T EVEN IN THE CALL WHEN I SAID THAT” he yelled through his mic, making both Y/N and Corpse laugh, as it only confirmed their suspicions.

“See? You only proved my point.”

“Oh, fuck’s sake- I was just joking okay?!” he tried to defend himself, but hearing how he couldn’t even contain his own laughter anymore, it was clear he already accepted the defeat. “It wasn’t serious, god damn it!”

“You know what to do, Y/N” Corpse’s voice asked through her headphones, and surely, she knew exactly what to do.

“C’mon Y/N, that’s not fair! At least let me explain myself!”

“Bye Felix” she said in an overly dramatic tone before Corpse voted as well.

Soon enough, the sign VICTORY could be seen on her screen, which made her squeak and joy. This game was really fun, even though she was so scared of being killed first.

“I knew it! I knew you would figure out it’s him! That son of a bitch who murdered me!” Jack basically yelled out, clearly very happy about the result.

“Y/N, seriously now, how did you know I’ve said that?” Felix asked without even hiding his surprised tone.

“Let’s just say I might’ve stolen some of your viewers, Felix” she admitted, winking at her webcam, a new wave of comments landing on her chat. “Thanks guys!”

“Okay, that is rude and not fair!”

“It helped me win, so I’ve got nothing else to say” Y/N grinned from ear to ear, before muting herself for a moment to finally answer some of the questions from her chat, while the rest took a quick break to eat something or go to the bathroom.

She was halfway through telling the story of how she met Sean when she noticed she got a message from a private discord chat.

CORPSE: That was really impressive :)

Y/N smiled to herself upon seeing his text and quickly typed out the answer.

Y/N: Thanks!! I wouldn’t have done that without you though, you stood up for me and Sykkuno and all

Y/N: Also, thanks for protecting me from being murdered ^^

CORPSE: No problem, I knew you were innocent right away.

CORPSE: Anyway, good game, Sean was right saying that you’re one of the best players

She couldn’t help the blush that arose on her cheeks, it was very sweet of him to say that, even though she didn’t actually do much except for exposing Felix.

Y/N: I wasn’t an Impostor though, so you didn’t really see much :)

She watched the three dots beside his name, that signaled he was still texting. The chat was completely forgotten, but people seemed to quickly notice that small, shy smile on her lips, and the pink tint decoring her cheeks.

CORPSE: Okay, now I’m intrigued...

Y/N: Maybe we’ll both be Impostors one day ^^

CORPSE: Can’t wait for that to happen.

Soon enough, they returned to the lobby to begin another game. Y/N glanced at her chat for a second, and the moment she returned her eyes to the game, her jaw basically dropped.

IMPOSTOR was written in bold letters in the middle of the red screen, right above her name.

Corpse’s little character was standing beside her.

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hi ok so u don’t gotta post or respond if it makes u uncomfortable or weird or anything like that but ig I just kinda felt like I gotta rant and get this out there bc idk what to do :( I have been feeling v insecure on how I look and I’m not a super confident person in general but just feeling more down abt myself lately ig, like I try hard not to compare myself to others but when i see people post or people just around me who are prettier it gets hard to not wish that I could be like that u know? idk I try to own my uniqueness in my looks but it’s hard :(

I'm very sorry you feel that way, dear. I know you most probably know that, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and the beauty standards in our society are awful and tbh unattainable - especially now when there's a filter for everything; doesn't make it easier to love oneself.

I could tell you about all the things we all know and yet don't feel (beauty comes from within - it IS true; albeit it doesn't change what we see in the mirror. It would be a beautiful world if mirrors could show us what lies within).

But I promise you that there is at least one person who finds you beautiful yet sadly never dared to tell you. Strangers you meet who look at you and think "she/he/they has/have beautiful eyes" - or the most amazing smile, or a stunning style, or gorgeous hair. They just never tell you, but I promise promise promise that it happens, and more often than you might think.

Self-love is such a difficult thing to ever learn, but I once saw a post or tweet, I can't even remember where but it helped me - if you can't love yourself, start accepting yourself. Pick out the details you like about yourself and focus on them. Think about how much you like feature x instead of disliking feature y.

And I know this isn't about Eddie or Joe Quinn, but it's a very good example: when the new characters for ST4 were announced, there was an absolute shitstorm towards Joe, with so many people calling him ugly. And now Joe is the new tumblr sexyman. What changed? He still looks like he always has. Yet there are legions of people falling at his feet now. It might be Eddie's magic but I doubt that because in the end, Eddie still looks like Joe as well. So...personality. Sounds super cheesy but something had to have changed because a lot of people who found him ugly before now think he's the prettiest man alive - no matter whether they fell for Eddie or for Joe or both.

I'm telling you this because my psychology degree taught me that, yes, first impressions are mostly determined by outer appearance; but LASTING impressions, those which actually determine whether we find a person beautiful or not, those are determined by character and personality and kindness above all else. (Believe me, there are about thirty studies I needed to know by heart for the social psychology assignment that made three months of my life living hell so I will. Never. Ever. Forget. The Facts.) So beauty does come from within, says science. Maybe it helps to remember these things whenever you feel like this 🖤

#kiki answers #tw body insecurity

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ficforthought · 4 years

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On being SO DONE with M*sha, a rant a decade in the making!

After giving this some thought I'm going to go ahead and give my opinion on Misha and yesterday’s situation in public for the first time ever. I was going to just post on Twitter but since this has been 12 years in the making I have exceeded the number of tweets I can put in one thread! There’s A LOT in here, so my summary is also long. I'm aware that I will lose followers over this, I'm not looking to offend anyone but it will inevitably happen. I wish anyone leaving all the best as fellow human beings.

TL;DR - having kept quiet for so long I’ve finally reached my limit and it’s all come bubbling out. I’ve never been a fan of Misha, I’ve been ambivalent for the most part, but have never criticised him in any hateful way, that's not who I am, but after all these years of putting up with his bullshit, attention seeking and troublemaking I am DONE. Deleting his tweet containing the word Wincest and replacing it with an APOLOGY just to pander to his Minions and save face is the straw that broke the camel's back. He has consistently pushed his ship on not only fans but on other actors (despite Jensen's discomfort, and him having repeatedly made his feelings known on it), he has stood by while his Minions/Hellers have harassed, victimised, doxxed and sent death threats to people based on their FICTIONAL ships. He has pandered to their gatekeeping, constantly demanded attention in obvious and not so obvious ways, and to the best of my knowledge never criticised their actions even though he's aware of it in a very real way. Some of his Minions have now taken their shit into The Boys fandom and created negativity for Jensen before the guy has even got a foot through the set door, and how is that supporting one half of your ship?

Misha has claimed to be a victim of targeted harassment from Wincest/brother fans (not only shippers) yet his fans have said and done the most despicable things on his watch, all in the name of what he must think is entertainment, or even his idea of a ‘joke’.

Any respect I had for the man based on his humanitarian work has gone because I can only take so much hypocrisy. He and his pandering because of a desperate attempt to be woke and wholly inclusive (which is actually impossible, no matter how good intentions are) are beyond pathetic. Whilst I have never seen why people think he’s so great I have friends IRL and online who genuinely adore the man, yet they have been shocked and upset by his contempt for half of the fandom that made him somewhat famous. It's disgusting and I'm not scrolling by any more. Misha, I hope to never see you on anything J2 related in future because none of us need that kind of negativity, *especially* not J2. Be gone, foul fiend!

OK, so to the too long part. Please be aware that these are my opinions as a fan of the show, of Sam and Dean, and J2, not only as a shipper. I can separate canon and fanon, and can view canon from a gen or shippy PoV. Whether you agree or disagree with my opinion let me be clear that I do not condone constant bashing and hate of a person or character so this isn’t the start of a regular thing for me. It's possible to have an opinion and not show the same vitriol that has been following this man around for years, and that’s what I’m doing. I've not posted this to prompt more negativity, it's simply to get it off my chest and make it clear how I feel. I stand by my philosophy of ship who you want to ship, enjoy it, but don't force it on other people and don't be a dick about it…hmm, that kinda sounds like familiar behaviour, though, does it not?!

I have ABSOLUTELY NO ISSUE with other people liking Misha, Cas or Destiel when it’s for the love of the characters and the ship. What I *do* have an issue with is people who are the true definition of a Heller. I don’t see that as a generic term, don't be ignorant and think I do because I know the difference between actual ship fans and the crazies, both ships have ‘em and I want no part of either of their venom. If you are reading this and class yourself as a Heller then you are part of the problem so run along and as you are all so fond of saying, 'get help' and take your bestie king with you.

I’m stating my opinion in what I feel is the most mature way I can, because unlike many people on SM, I am an adult and can act accordingly, with forethought and without resorting to temper tantrums and bullying of other people to get my point across. I am able to tell the difference between reality and fiction, I don't tar everyone with the same shipper brush and I don't expect everyone to agree with my opinion, but as we know opinions are like arseholes, we all have them and sometimes they stink. Unlike some, for the most part in life (online and offline) I *do* stand by what I say and don’t backtrack or delete things to appease the masses. I have spent a lot of time writing this out to be as clear as possible without being intentionally hateful. Bear with me jumping between actor and character where relevant, at this point they're conjoined. I will say this before I go any further, it doesn’t end well for Misha, I don’t mince my words and if you don’t like seeing facts and opinions laid out, this isn't the post for you.

I’ll say right off the bat what most of you have surmised - I’ve never held Misha (or Cas) in high esteem but I have never *hated* on him. I have shared mild criticism of his actions and opinions on Cas over the years but never, I feel, in any way that has made me feel I have something to apologise for. I have said several times I've been unhappy about Misha crashing con panels, taking attention away from J2 when at those cons *most* people paid their hard earned money to see the STARS of the show they love, first and foremost, and anyone else is a very nice bonus. The odd appearance here and there crashing a panel is fine (and Misha isn’t the first or last person to do it), maybe take up a few minutes then leave, but when someone commandeers an entire panel, that's just not on. It's not only selfish, rude and attention seeking but also disrespectful to other actors, fans and to the organisers who work hard to make sure everything ties in to give us the best con experience we can have. Everyone gets their turn on stage, there's no need to try and hog any more of the limelight, Veruca Salt style. Oh, and if you’re reading this and not getting that reference, (a) you shouldn’t be on my blog because you’re far too young, (b) look it up, and if you still don’t get what I’m saying… well then please refer to point (a). Thank you, kindly!

There was a time in Kripke's era where Cas was - I feel - intentionally used as a pawn by the writers to divert *canon* from the ‘questionable’ relationship between Sam and Dean, i.e. Wincest focus. Prior to that people (other fans) lightened up and just accepted the fact that Wincest had been there since day one in terms of the writing of the show and the fandom. All the cast and crew knew - J2, Kripke and JDM in particular - and made light of it, never judging, never shaming and often encouraging it because they understand it’s a fun part of fandom. Wincest was present enough to be part of the not so subtle subtext, as I said people just accepted it. Kink tomato was alive and well, so was ‘don’t like, don’t read’ and we all just scrolled over things we didn’t like without turning everything into a personal vendetta and excuse for bullying others who didn’t share our views. When the angels came into the plot I think most of us Wincest fans gave the Dean/Cas innuendos the small laugh they deserved and then turned back to the focus of the show which was the brothers, as it had always been intended. Misha, however, milked those moments as much as possible which was amusing at the start but got old *very* quickly, not just for fans (shippers and non shippers alike), but for other actors, in particular Jensen who is on record MULTIPLE times showing his dislike for Destiel. He told people outright that's not how he was playing the relationship between the two characters and CATEGORICALLY said "Destiel doesn't exist" but did it end there? No, it did not because neither fans or Misha let it go, in fact Misha only pushed more, goaded fans into flogging the same dead horse as much as possible. He’s never stopped, not even when there was so much discord in the fandom, a huge wedge was driven into it because of ships, which IMO he heavily contributed to.

Fast forward to over a decade later (a decade, seriously man, let it fucking go!) he didn’t even stop when Destiel did partially go canon. I have never doubted that Cas loved Dean (Sam, too) because in SPN lore angels are made to love, even rebellious ones. I, along with many others, liked that about Cas because who doesn't love a rebel, especially one rebelling for very good reasons, and because of those two wonderful men? Sam and Dean allowed him to see beyond what he'd been brainwashed to believe his entire existence. The fact is that although the nature of that love changed for Cas, it never did for Dean and was CANONICALLY UNREQUITED because Dean was incapable of loving anyone else as much as he loved Sam. All that mattered to Dean, even when he saw other characters as "family" was still Sam…ALWAYS Sam, every step of the way. Again for those who have too much Misha shaped wax in their ears, that’s canon. Whether people choose to see that love platonically or romantically is up to them, soulmates don't always have to be romantic, either way, brotherly love won out above all else on the show. No amount of Misha screaming ‘hey look, Destiel!’ changed that, but it sure didn’t stop him trying, did it?

So now that the obvious has been stated, here's something else we all know - never once in all of the years on the show did Misha drop rallying of the troops to his precious, ego stroking ship. Never once (that I am aware of) has he called out his Minions and Hellers on their continued harassment of everyone involved in the show and other fans despite the fact that they have bullied, victimised and wished bodily harm, rape and death on people who don't see their ship and because didn't get the ending to the story that they wanted. Not once has Misha shown any remorse for the trauma his "fans" have caused, and I’m taking REAL trauma, here, not the kind Twitter stans see as ‘triggering’ - people have been driven to close SM accounts, attempted, and in some cases succeeded in taking their own lives. These Minions have openly mocked Jared’s struggles with depression and anxiety, and Misha - who claims to be friends with J2 and be supportive of them in every way - has stood by and let it all play out, knowing full well some of the goings on, if not the full extent of how toxic these people are. We know he sees things being said online, and I have absolutely no doubt he spends time online searching his name for things that are relevant in some way to him in an effort to insert himself into a current conversation, or even start one so that attention is on him. Gotta stay relevant, somehow, right, Mish?

He has actively encouraged bullying by his actions of enabling the behaviours above, both by the flogging of the aforementioned dead horse, AND by not objecting to unacceptable behaviours. Remember when Minions and Hellers were slating J2, particularly Jared, for not posting on SM about BLM and other topics? Yeah, he didn’t ask them to stop doing that, either, even when he was tagged in things along the lines of ‘If Misha can post why can’t J2?’ etc. There have been some token protests, con vids I've seen have show his 'objections' which IMO have been done in a very tongue in cheek way, meaning that those people who needed to be pulled aside and told to change their ways just carried on, because their evil overlord didn’t explicitly explain it in terms a three year old could understand that bullying and forcing your opinion on others is WRONG. Not all of his cult are young and impressionable, not by a long shot, but many of the more vocal and vitriolic ones are.

As a father himself I wonder what Misha would do if he found out that his kids were behaving in ways his Minions are? I’m aware they’re young, but kids are cruel and bullying doesn’t just happen online. Even at whatever age they are, would he laugh it off the way he appears to have done with all of this fandom toxicity? Not bloody likely! I wonder if he’s as desperate to gain the approval of his family, friends and colleagues as he appears to be for that of his Minions/Hellers? I would certainly hope so, but that question can only be answered by Misha, himself, and I can and will not presume to speak on someone else's behalf on things in their personal life. For the record I would never presume I know what J2's answers would be on anything, however I do feel that after 15 years I have an accurate gauge on what kind of people they are so would be confident that any opinion I had on a matter aligns with their morals and ethics. As much as J2 have shared of themselves with us - willingly and under no pressure to do so, I might add - we don't *know* them, but we know enough to have an informed opinion. I can’t say the same for Misha because based on the behaviour he’s repeatedly displayed, things I've heard about from other fans as well as people I know IRL who have had direct dealings with him through cons or GISH (including some very actively in the early days when it was GISHWHES) he just hasn’t seemed like a person I wanted to follow on SM. I’ve never watched any of his solo panels, though I have watched ones with both or one of the J's, mostly being left irritated because of his behaviour. Watching the J’s put up with that shit is painful, and it’s a testament to how good they are as actors that they managed to hide at least some of their disdain for as long as they did. Microexpressions give them away, particularly Jensen, and they certainly have faces I have spent many years watching closely. Beautiful faces to go with beautiful souls, both of them! <3

I have precisely ZERO interest in Destiel as a ship, very little interest in Cas as a character anymore (though I did like him in the early days,and his relationship with Jack in late seasons) so I have absolutely no reason or desire to follow anything Misha does. That said, I've obviously been peripherally aware of some things he's been involved in because of friends, from things I’ve seen on SM and general fandom stuff. Despite the things I've already mentioned about his behaviour, up until now I have been able to maintain a level of respect for him as a person because of the humanitarian and charity work he's done. He seems like someone who really does want to change the world for the better and I am in full support of that fact, so much so that I have supported TWO campaigns relating to him. I bought one of the Super Good t-shirts for the campaign he did with Michael Sheen (a true angel!), the SPN/Good Omens x-over to help homeless charities, and I chose the design with text only and not artwork of Michael and Misha on, basically because I didn’t want to be wearing something with Misha’s face on it and I make absolutely no apology for that, whatsoever. I also bought Alex's #TheEndHasNoEnd shirt, which some of the profits went to Random Acts who do great work, so again, despite not liking Misha I still willingly contributed for a cause bigger than me, and to support Alex, who I absolutely ADORE. I'm aware that Stands aren't popular with some of the fandom, however since most of the cast of SPN are happily affiliated with them then I don't feel it's my place to either judge, or to discuss topics I know next to nothing about. But I digress, as a decent human being I have shown support tangentially to a man who I don't care for out of respect for the work he does outside the fandom. Telling you this isn’t to paint myself in a good light - I don’t need your approval, I’m a big girl, unlike some I don’t need constant validation! - only to provide background on how I’ve actively *not* hated on Misha.

Now though, any respect I had for him has come to an abrupt end, the events of the past 24 hours has seen to that. Whilst I have been annoyed at his behaviour in regards to shipping, I don't feel it's ever gone this far, or at least not that I've seen first hand. This man has, IMO, contributed to so much toxicity in the fandom by way of things I've mentioned before, he's claimed - without actually saying the words - that Wincest fans weren't interested in him as a character when he came onto the show, and hasn’t felt included because of the fans’ love of the brothers. Um, hate to break it to you, love, but when you come onto an established show that is about two people, and you’re a *guest star* you can’t expect everyone to love you. Some characters we as individuals do fall in love with straight away (Bobby, Charlie, Crowley and Rowena are good examples for me), it takes time to establish a dynamic, so if that’s how he felt then it was incredibly naive of him as an actor to expect instant acceptance from anyone. Also, why wait until after the show finished to bring it up AGAIN … oh wait, yeah, that would be to step back into the limelight in a way intended to garner sympathy from Minions and INTENTIONALLY piss off bro fans and Wincest shippers alike? How fucking self centred, desperate and disrespectful do you have to be to shit all over the finale of a show that for the most part accepted you and kept you in paid work for 12 years? Well, Misha Collins levels of all of those things, obviously.

So, on the topics of self centred, desperate to stay relevant, attention seeking and being oh so needy, the tweet yesterday from Amazon mentioned Castiel. He wasn’t tagged in it, so I refer to my earlier comment about searching online, because how else would he have possibly seen that? It’s possible someone sent it to him, I appreciate that, but if we go off past behaviour it’s not any stretch at all to believe that didn’t happen. So, once again, having seen the tweet he took it upon himself to - oh so predictably - turn it into something relating to Destiel. When I saw it I immediately rolled my eyes and thought ‘here we go again’, but then also had a little smile because I really liked the fact that he explicitly mentioned Wincest, therefore seeming to accept that his poor old dead horse wasn’t the only one in the race. I actually mentally tipped my hat to him then because it appeared that he’s matured enough to acknowledge by name the ship that predates his inclusion on the show. Great, I thought, this is a positive thing in a sea of negativity surrounding the man and his sunken ship, because what followed was Wincest trending in the US (it may also have been other countries as well but I had to sleep!) … largely due to the fact that Hellers were responding to it, calling him out on mentioning the dreaded ‘W’ word. I’ll repeat that because it’s been a rare occurrence up to that point… the Minions were actually disappointed with their overlord for mentioning another ship. We all know what they think of it and I for one, don’t give a flying fuck about their opionion. Ship and let ship, it’s all fun (or meant to be) so we have different tastes, that’s life kiddiwinks, deal with it. I mean, you really don’t have much of an example set for you when your king has proven several times over to be one of the biggest obnoxious brats out there, but just give it a try for your own sakes, yeah? Awesome, good on you, besties!

An unexpected development - to my joy and that of other Wincest shippers - them doing that got the topic trending, only *kept* trending by the fact that were all coming online asking why it was trending. Wincest shippers barely lifted a finger, we just flooded each other’s timelines with lovely content and basked in the Hellers - and Misha - shooting themselves in the foot, which was awesome. But did the vitriol stop? No. Did he get the attention he so clearly craves? Yes. Was it in the way he wanted? Fuck no, so poor, emotionally wounded baby backtracked after seeing that his name was trending alongside Wincest because that’s *so* not what someone narcissistic to do it in the first place, wanted.

Now here’s where I could easily have just moved on with an unusually fond chuckle, giving him an ironic pat on the back and a ‘thanks, Misha’ for being the one to instigate hours of fun, but once again his despicable behaviour made that impossible. It’s been more than obvious for many years that he cares more about what his fans think than anything else to do with the show and the fandom in a larger sense, but to delete the tweet and APOLOGISE for daring to be so insensitive to the snowflakes’ delicate sensibilities for mentioning Wincest in the first place was absolutely disgusting. Stating , “I used a term that I had never really given any thought to other than, "that's a thing?! Yuck." is not only complete and utter bullshit, it’s pandering of the highest order.

We all know he has referred to Wincest on multiple occasions, so to say he hadn’t thought about is a flat out lie, which IMO is an insult to everyone, not just Wincest shippers. Does the man have no self respect at all, why would you contradict yourself in the face of such overwhelming evidence? Instead of either ignoring all the people calling him out, or addressing it with another tweet saying ‘yeah, that happened’ or something similar he chose, I repeat, CHOSE the route of claiming he didn’t realise he was being offensive to people who felt ‘triggered’ by him using the word Wincest. He basically shat all over an entire ship and large sector of the fandom in an attempt to appease his own fan base which consists of a lot of children (or those that act like children) who have no idea what RL is like.

Once again, he’s reinforced the idea that if you shout loud enough at someone just because you don’t like something they said, they will back down and apologise for something even when there’s nothing to apologise for. If he wants to be such a role model then he could easily have pointed out that a fictional ship doesn’t condone RL incest, any ACTUAL trauma people have suffered because of RL situations, and made an effort to make sure people understand that. He COULD have used it as an opportunity to do some good in the fandom by encouraging people to build bridges, to accept that people are entitled to their beliefs and that sometimes we see things differently but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t treat others with BASIC HUMAN DECENCY because of it. Instead he YET AGAIN chose to show that he cares more about what Minions think of him, keeping them onside to constantly stroke his unbelievably fragile ego in everything he does.

It is my understanding that Misha is big on (or claims to be big on) putting positive energy out into the world, treating people with respect, helping others and accepting people for who they are, not who you want them to be… all this after YEARS of consistently practising what he preaches only when it suits him. He sends out a message that it’s perfectly OK to bully, to spread hate, to draw attention to yourself at the cost of others, to throw colleagues and friends under the bus and at the same time use them to further your own agenda and get hits for your YouTube channel. Is this really the legacy he wants to leave? Is this an environment he wants his own kids to grow up in as well as future generations? Is this what he thinks is a valuable contribution as a human being? JFC, the arrogance, hypocrisy and the need for constant validation this man exhibits is nothing short of cringeworthy… actually it’s beyond that. It’s deplorable behaviour, it’s not new, and he will continue to act like this for as long as he’s being enabled and this harmful cycle needs to end.

I have friends IRL and online who are (now, possibly, were) big Misha fans, who have supported him from either the beginning of his run on the show, or since they started watching, and this is how he repays this behaviour? He’s willfully alienating decent people (including multishippers) all to make himself look good by being seen to do everything he can not to offend people. Spoiler alert, you DID offend people, you continue to do so time and again and we’ve had enough. I can’t imagine how exhausting it must be to be such a perpetual people pleaser, but let me say it’s not doing you any favours in any way, shape or form.

Misha, you are *not* a role model, you’re *not* someone to look up to when you can't live up to the ideals you preach. You’re spitting in the face of people who have supported you even after some questionable things in the past, who gave you the benefit of the doubt because we’re all human and we all make mistakes. The key to growing as a person is not to keep repeating the same mistakes over and over, understanding *why* what you said and/or did was a mistake and making a concerted effort to make changes. I don’t ever see you doing that, you will continue down this path of only caring about Minions under the guise of caring for people in general. You are transparent, you are sad and despite the fact I’ve never particularly liked you, I didn’t speak up because I didn’t want to get involved in the drama. Well now I have spoken up and I’m saying you’re a disgrace, you have no respect for other people and nobody is fooled anymore. If it hadn’t been this tweet it would have been something else, but I for one am glad it happened so soon after the show ended so we can finally be rid of the limpet-like behaviour. It’s over, let it go for the sake of what dignity you might have left, for the sake of your family and friends and for the sake of anyone who isn’t capable of seeing through your ‘it’s a joke’ mentality.

You have been weighed, you have been measured and you have been found wanting. Fuck you and the horse you rode in on, Misha.

For anyone who made it to the end of my ramble, thank you. This has been a cathartic exercise and I’m drawing a line under it now, I don’t think I could possibly make my thoughts any clearer. I urge you not to get caught up in any petty squabbles with his Minions, let’s celebrate J2 and other cast and crew members who have shown us all respect and who I am proud to call part of the SPN family. There’s always one member of the family who needs to be frozen out for the good of everyone else.

#ficforthought speaks #sorry not sorry #i spent way too long on this #purging the poison

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taylorswiftandx · 3 years

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Taylor Swift and Plants

Keywords: backyard, branch, bush, carnation, cedar, clover, daisy, farm, field, flower, garden, grass, hedge, holly, ivy, jungle, lavender, lawn, leaf, mistletoe, morning glory, park, petal, plant, poppy, pumpkin, roots, rose, seed, swamp, thorn, tree, violet, weed, wisteria, woods, wreath, yard

'Taylor Swift'

Stay Beautiful: Cory's eyes are like a jungle, he smiles, it's like the radio

Should've Said No: It's strange to think the songs we used to sing, the smiles, the flowers, everything is gone

Mary's Song (Oh My My My): Take me back to the house in the backyard tree

Our Song: I almost didn't notice all the roses and the note that said...

I'm Only Me When I'm With You: Friday night beneath the stars in the field behind your yard

'Fearless (Taylor’s Version)'

Love Story: So I sneak out to the garden to see you

You Belong With Me: Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself, "Hey, isn't this easy?"

The Best Day: I run and run past the pumpkin patch and the tractor rides

The Best Day: I don't know why all the trees change in the fall

The Best Day: And now I know why all the trees change in the fall

We Were Happy: Laughing in the dark, talking ‘bout your daddy’s farm

'Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)'

Back To December: You gave me roses and I left them there to die

Superman: Right here wishing the flowers were from you, wishing the card was from you, wishing the call was from you

'Red (Taylor’s Version)'

All Too Well: Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place

The Lucky One: They say you bought a bunch of land somewhere, chose the Rose Garden over Madison Square

Ronan: Flowers pile up in the worst way, no one know what to say

I Bet You Think About Me: I was raised on a farm, no, it wasn’t a mansion

'1989 (Taylor’s Version)'

Blank Space: Rose garden filled with thorns, keep you second-guessing like, "Oh my god, who is she?"

Out Of The Woods: Are we out of the woods yet?

Out Of The Woods: Are we out of the woods?

Out Of The Woods: But the monsters turned out to be just trees

Clean: The drought was the very worst, when the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst

“Slut!”: Love thorns all over this rose

Is It Over Now?: Once the flight had flown, with the wilt of the rose

'reputation'

Don't Blame Me: I once was poison ivy but now I'm your daisy

Call It What You Want: All my flowers grew back as thorns, windows boarded up after the storm

'Lover'

Cruel Summer: And I snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer just to seal my fate

Miss Americana And the Heartbreak Prince: Running through rose thorns, I saw the scoreboard and ran for my life

'folklore'

exile: Balancing on breaking branches

seven: Please picture me in the trees

seven: Please picture me in the weeds

invisible string: Green was the color of the grass where I used to read at Centennial Park

invisible string: Gold was the color of the leaves when I showed you around Centennial Park

mad woman: Do you see my face in the neighbor's lawn?

betty: Would you tell me to go fuck myself or lead me to the garden?

betty: In the garden would you trust me if I told you it was just a summer thing?

the lakes: I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet

the lakes: A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground with no one around to tweet it

'evermore'

willow: Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind

happiness: Honey, when I’m above the trees, I see this for what it is

dorothea: When we were younger, down in the park, honey, making a lark of the misery

coney island: Were you waiting at our old spot in the tree line by the gold clock?

ivy: Oh, I can't stop you putting roots in my dreamland

ivy: My house of stone, your ivy grows, and now I'm covered in you

ivy: Clover blooms in the fields, spring breaks loose, the time is near

cowboy like me: Now you hang from my lips like the Gardens of Babylon

long story short: When I dropped my sword, I threw it in the bushes and knocked on your door

'Midnights'

Lavender Haze: I feel the lavender haze creeping up on me

Lavender Haze: I just wanna stay in that lavender haze

Lavender Haze: That lavender haze, I just wanna stay

Maroon: Carnations you had thought were roses, that’s us

You’re On Your Own, Kid: I see the great escape, so long, Daisy May

You’re On Your Own, Kid: I picked the petals, he loves me not

The Great War: My knuckles were bruised like violets

The Great War: All that bloodshed, crimson clover, uh huh

The Great War: We can plant a memory garden, say a solemn prayer, place a poppy in my hair

The Great War: There’s no morning glory, it was war, it wasn’t fair

The Great War: And we will never go back to that bloodshed, crimson clover, uh huh

Paris: I mean the kind under where a tree has grown

'The Tortured Poets Department'

Fortnight: Now you’re in my backyard, turned into good neighbors

Fortnight: Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her

Down Bad: In a field in my same old town that somehow seems so hollow now

Fresh Out The Slammer: At the park where we used to sit on children’s swings wearing imaginary rings

Florida!!!: And my friends all smell like weed or little babies

Florida!!!: And in my mind, they sink into the swamp

Guilty as Sin?: One slip an falling back into the hedge maze, oh, what a way to die

Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?: That I’ll sue you if you step of my lawn

loml: Our field of dreams engulfed in fire, your arson’s match, your somber eyes

Clara Bow: All your life, did you know you’d be picked like a rose?

The Albatross: A rose by any other name is a scandal

The Albatross: Wise men once said, “One bad seed kills the garden”

How Did It End?: He was a hot house flower to my outdoorsman

How Did It End?: My beloved ghost and me, sitting in a tree, D-Y-I-N-G

I Hate It Here: I hate it here so I will go to secret gardens in my mind people need a key to get to, the only one is mine

Peter: In closets like cedar, preserved from when we were just kids

The Bolter: And at first blush, this is fate when it’s all roses, portrait poses

The Bolter: Central Park Lake in tiny rowboats, what a charming Saturday

Other Songs written by Taylor

Christmas Must Be Something More: Would you still wanna kiss without mistletoe?

Christmas Must Be Something More: It's something we all try to ignore and put a wreath up on your door

Christmas Tree Farm: In my heart, there’s a Christmas tree farm

Christmas Tree Farm: Sweet dreams of holly and ribbon, mistakes are forgiven

Christmas Tree Farm: Under the mistletoe, watching the fire glow

Christmas Tree Farm: Just being in your arms takes me back to that little farm

Christmases When You Were Mine: Please take down the mistletoe 'cause I don't wanna think about that right now

Eyes Open: In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords

Official Alternate Releases

Betty (Clean Version): Would you tell me to go straight to hell or lead me to the garden?

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ahtsumu · 4 years

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atsumu: 1, kevin: 0 ; miya atsumu

↳ pairing: miya atsumu x professional women’s volleyball player!reader

↳ synopsis: miya atsumu realises that he’s tired of keeping your relationship “low-key” with a little help from an overzealous fanboy.

↳ genre(s): fluff, humour!!

↳ warning(s): profanity

↳ length: 1.5k words

↳ a/n: surprise!!! lol i have way too many wips rn especially with requests but i wrote this as a little break from all the angst and stuff hence the cheesiness ☺️ enjoy!!

Miya Atsumu was caught in a kerfuffle.

Earlier that day, the twenty-three-year-old setter for the MSBY Black Jackals made the executive decision to come to watch you–– his Mario Kart player number two, his houseplant co-parent, the air-guitarist to his air-drummer, the Karaoke Night pink-lyric-singer to his blue–– kick some volleyball ass in the V. League Division 1 Women's Volleyball Tournament finals.

The problem?

You played wing spiker for the Schweiden Falkes.

There was nothing problematic about being a wing spiker on a Division One volleyball team. What was problematic, however, was that the Schweiden Falkes was the sister team of the Black Jackals’ sworn enemy, the Schweiden Adlers. To rub more salt in the wound, the Adlers had won every single game against the Jackals since Atsumu joined (not that they hadn’t prior to his arrival). And to make matters even worse, as one of the nation’s most sought-after athletes, he had to “appeal to both investors and the general population”. Miya Atsumu was supposed to be a marketable bachelor. And he was not.

Miya Atsumu was also not supposed to be at the finals of the women’s volleyball tournament.

That was the biggest problem of them all. So maybe, actually, Miya Atsumu was mildly ensnared in a few kerfuffles.

The two of you had agreed to keep your relationship low-key from the start and were nearing two years of private, domestic bliss. Questions about each other in interviews were responded to with short and nondescript replies. Outings in public were conducted without physical contact. And despite how Twitter was almost a diary to Atsumu, he’d never once tweeted your name in his life. But as dull as your relationship seemed in public, the two of you were a different story in private. In private, he would find any way to touch you–– a hand in your back pocket, your legs draped atop his thighs, soft lips trailing up from the neck to each other. In private, sweet nothings were proclaimed and not whispered, laughter bubbled like a stream that never ran dry, and Atsumu said your name over and over again like it was habit.

But that didn’t change the fact that, right now, Miya Atsumu was not supposed to be in the nosebleeds of the Sendai City Gymnasium, even if he was hundreds of meters away from the nearest camera.

All the bigger kerfuffles fell quickly to the back of his mind, however, when a smaller and more irritating one presented itself to him.

A snotty voice declared one row behind Atsumu’s hooded head, “Oi, you’re in the way of the view, jerk.”

Normally, Atsumu would have turned around with an equally cocky sneer on his chiselled features, “the fuck did you just call me?” locked and loaded behind clenched teeth. But when he turned around ready to deliver that exact line, he saw through his black shades that the owner of said snotty voice was none other than a scrawny prepubescent boy.

And that boy (along with the two equally snot-faced twerps beside him) was wearing your jersey number. Suddenly, all the irritation left Atsumu’s face. Was this your little fan club? A wicked cackle threatened to leap out his mouth. They were so annoying. But also, he mused, kinda cute.

“Was I?” he asked with an innocent expression on his face. It was the same one he used when Osamu would accuse him of stealing his clothes (he totally had), or when you would accuse him of eating the last slice of cake in the fridge (he totally did). “I hadn’t realised.” He really hadn’t. He just wanted to milk this for as long as he could.

“Yeah, you were.” The kid crossed his arms, glaring down at the shady guy one row below. “I can’t see the game anymore.”

“Oops–– my bad.”

“Shut up, Kevin, you were watching Y/N!” one of the brats exclaimed, punching Kevin’s shoulder.

Oh? “Yer a fan of Y/N, hmmm?”

“She’s pretty,” Kevin said immediately, shrugging. He just said it out loud like that? So easily? With a subtle wince, Atsumu thought back to the ridiculously long time before he’d admitted his ‘smidge of a crush’ on you. Yeah, unlike you, stupid. “I’m gonna marry her someday.”

At that, Atsumu’s competitive streak jolted awake. He felt himself sober up a little. Not if I marry her first, you little shit.

Bidding the trio goodbye with a bright grin, he turned around and strolled out of the stands. But he didn’t stop there. He stepped into the elevator and rode it straight down to ground level, sailed through the athlete’s entrance with a swipe of his card, and jogged his way to the side of your team bench, making it just in time to see you spike the setpoint past one of their player’s outstretched arms.

It landed straight on the baseline.

The roar of the stadium scattered into hushed whispers. No one moved. “In,” Atsumu growled under his breath, tapping his feet against the floor. “In in in in in––” He clenched his hands into fists. If they don’t count that as in…

Finally, the line judge pointed her arms down. The referee nodded.

And all around him, the crowd erupted into cheers.

As confetti fell from above and the Falkes’ victory song began to play, you ran from the court and into a celebratory team hug, screaming ecstatically in each other’s faces. Atsumu, beaming, ducked out of view, not wanting to steal that glorious feeling of a victory hard-earned from you or your teammates. But when the cheering died down, when the hug dispersed, when the television crews started slithering in your direction, he returned to his position behind the bench. And suddenly regretted all the decisions that had led him to that very spot.

Admittedly, Atsumu hadn’t considered the possibility that you wouldn’t want him at your game, but now, standing just metres away from you, he did. His hands suddenly felt very cold and equally moist.

As if on cue, your teary gaze landed on his figure. Your eyes were narrowed in what seemed like a warning. (Really, you were just trying to see better through your tears.)

Oh, no.

Atsumu spun around to make a run for it. At that moment, however, one of the coach’s assistants who’d been sent away to run an errand returned, barrelling through the same door he was heading towards.

Colliding in a spectacularly embarrassing fashion, Atsumu’s sunglasses flew from his face and his hood blew off from the force of the impact. Disguise in tatters, he could only turn around sheepishly around his hands stretched out, palms up like a magician at the end of a trick.

“Surprise?”

Maybe it was the rush of victory still fresh in your bloodstream or maybe it was simply your brain going haywire, but with complete disregard for you and Atsumu’s original agreement, you ran towards him and leaped into his arms.

“Woah,” he wheezed, instinctively pulling you closer into his chest. “Was not expectin’ that.”

“You’re so stupid,” you murmured, nuzzling your face into his neck. “What are you up to, ‘Tsumu?”

“Unkerfufflin’ myself,” was all he said before gently setting you down. His eyes darted over to the place where Kevin and his gremlins had been and, when he realised that spotting them from here would be useless, lazily flapped a hand in their general direction.

“Some brat said he was gonna marry ya,” Atsumu explained after seeing your brows crease. “I felt I had the duty to save ya from that disaster.”

“By?”

Atsumu blanked. “Er, I, uh, hadn’t thought of that part, actually. I didn’t think you’d be happy to see me here, y’know, considerin’ our agreement and that look on yer face ya had earlie––”

Rolling your eyes, you yanked on his hood, bringing his lips down to yours. His arms snaked around your waist as he deepened the kiss–– he couldn’t help it, it was a knee-jerk reaction by now–– without so much as a second's consideration for the reporters that had swarmed around you like ants to honey.

You pulled away just a few beats later, both breathless.

“What was that for?” he asked with his forehead pressed against yours. Despite being doused in the blinding flash of cameras and deafened by the barrage of questions shot in your direction, the two of you continued to speak as if you were in your own little world.

“You were about to word-vomit on camera and give Osamu a lifetime’s supply of blackmail,” you replied, giggling. “I thought I’d save you from that disaster.”

Hearing his words come out from your mouth, Atsumu’s eyes waned into little moons. “Consider me saved, doll.”

The noise around you grew louder. You sighed, knowing that the two of you would have a lot to deal with later. As if reading your mind, Atsumu intertwined your hands. I got you. And the unease receded. You’d figure it out together.

“Y/N! Y/N! Are you pregnant?”

“Y/N! Atsumu! When are you two getting married?”

“Can you tell us anything about that steamy kiss?!”

A shit-eating grin crawled onto Atsumu’s face as he grabbed the microphone from that last reporter. “Gladly,” he said, looking into the camera.

“How’s that for bein’ in yer way, Kevin?”

And for the next few hours that the world spent having a meltdown over Kevin’s identity, you and Atsumu remained blissfully tucked away in the comfort of your apartment, playing Mario Kart, baking celebratory cookies to the High School Musical soundtrack, falling asleep to the sound of each other’s heartbeats.

#miya atsumu #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu imagines #miya atsumu scenarios #haikyuu!! imagines #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! scenarios #haikyuu x reader #hq!!#hq!! imagines #hq!! scenarios #hq!! x reader

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beaudeanw · 4 years

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Soldier Boy- What can we expect?

- Possible spoilers ahead

Gif credit : @justjensenanddean

The Boys S3 will have Jensen Ackles as Soldier Boy - A Captain America-esque Supe, also known as the original superhero.

In the comic books, there are three versions of Soldier Boy. Ackles will be playing the first one. According to Eric Kripke, Soldier Boy is like the Homelander before Homelander. He has a similar kind of ambition & ego. It will just come in a different way.

He was a leader of the Team Payback - a Parody of The Avengers.

In the show, Soldier boy was the only one to ever exist.

Soldier Boy as a Character

As said above, Soldier Boy is touted to be very powerful. His powers are almost on the same level as Homelander.

According to a recent q&a with Kripke, he mentioned that Homelander will be threatened by Soldier Boy. Soldier Boy is said to be very Charming and Funny.

He will have this charisma that attracts the public towards him. As mentioned in the first episode of The Boys Season 2, Soldier Boy killed Nazis by a huge amount and he helped the Allies win the World War 2 against Germany. After that he went on to become a movie star and a huge mainstay of American culture.

During the course of S2 we saw some Easter eggs like his movie posters on the wall. Kripke compared his character to somewhat like John Wayne. If you google search John Wayne, you will get to know that he was conservative, racist, homophobic etc. John Wayne although famous for playing Soldiers in cinema, never served in WW2. He also had a complicated relationship with women.

Soldier Boy might take some similar route considering the fact that he is in fact from the 1940s. The q&a mentioned that he will be involved in a lot of Sex, Violence & Swears. Needless to say, soldier boy can totally be a. One of the 2018 tweets of Kripke said that Soldier Boy was involved in drugs & stuff. This might also be a part of his personality.

Since it's also said to be a parody of Cap America, Soldier Boy a complete anti-thesis of what former stands for. Cap America is sort of a moral, altruistic, kind & good superhero. Soldier Boy might be completely opposite. That he has no shame in hurting people & possesses no morals in order to get his work done & his ambition fulfilled. He can be the reason for the war crimes that America did after the WW2.

How the character might fit in S3

Now The Boys Season 2 ended with Stormfront becoming Stump-front. We have Homelander who got blackmailed by Queen Maeve with the footage from the airplane back from S1. We have Starlight & A- Train back in the Seven. However, the most important part is how both Vought & Homelander are completely screwed in the public eye. As we know in S2, Homelander was getting boo-ed by the public for indulging in war crimes. Now Stormfront's Nazi reveal should have some serious repercussions. The public people might boycott Vought because of their alleged ties with a literal Nazi. Homelander might not get the same love & respect in the public because he had love affair with her. We also have a Federal Bureau of Supe Affairs to keep Vought into check by Victoria Neumann, who is also a supe but thats not the point. The point is Vought needs a good PR to get themselves out of this mess.

Enter- Soldier Boy

Now there is a common theory that Vought must have kept him in some kind of facility & have him trapped. This is a very good possibility since that will mean that he is basically has no idea about the modern world. During S2 we saw a statue of Soldier Boy which showed that he sort of died in the 80s. So it will be interesting to see how Vought brings Soldier Boy back in the public eye.

Now Soldier Boy coming back to Vought can help them with Good PR. I mean who better than a Supe who killed Nazis in WW2 can help Vought clean up the Nazi shitstorm. He is the golden boy of patriotism. He is like a blue print of how they wanted Homelander to be when they created him the lab.

Another common theory that spread which was also kind of agreed by Laz Alonso, the actor who plays Mother's milk said that only his character until now never had something personal against a supe. We also learnt sort of MM's backstory in S2 which mentioned his father working against Vought & how he fought until he died. We have an idea that there is a possibility that both Soldier Boy & his father might have existed at the same point & SB might have something to do with his dad.

This can also be the reason why he vanished in the 80s & Vought lied about his death.

This also makes sense because at the end of S2, we saw all the members of The Boys seperated. One of the major reasons why they come back together is to help MM. I mean MM has been kind of a backbone keeping all of them together. A moral conscience. He is a good friend of all. So if he is in problem, the boys will come back together to help him for a change.

I am pretty sure that with Soldier Boy we will get to learn a lot about the dirty past of Vought & metaphorically, America.

Soldier Boy and Homelander

So first of all, Ackles' Soldier Boy & Homelander didn't have any sort of sexual relations. What happened in the comics was a sexual assault. That was Solder Boy #3. That character was a bumbling idiot, subservient to Homelander who got manipulated by him. It's also not logical for the show to have that kind of relationship of SB & HL. Homelander doesn't have that kink that is shown in the comics. Also, soldier boy in the show looks like has a dominating personality as opposed to of an idiot.

What Ackles is playing is Soldier Boy #1, the one fought in WW2 & as mentioned above, he is the only one to ever exist in the world of TV Show.

However, both of these characters have a lot of similarities. They are both powerful, egotistical, narcissistic, pathetic male superheroes. The difference is the situations they will be in. Homelander is currently in a problematic situation as his issue with wanting validation are bare open. He is emotionally at its weakest point. He wants to be loved. He longs for validation from the public which Maeve uses to threaten him. As he was made in a lab, he didn't have a normal childhood. He didn't have friends or anything. However, Soldier Boy was given Compound V when he was an adult. That means he might not require the same kind of validation. He is a very self-assured man. Also, since he was around in public life for decades, he has received love for years. So he not only he is physically strong, he might be emotionally capable against Homelander.

S3 might create a problem of Power Struggle.

Homelander might struggle to keep his head strong & possibly be threatened by Soldier Boy. Since the latter seems very confident, he might be able to take his position in Vought back. In the S2 premiere, we get to see how Homelander thinks of himself as indispensable for Vought as a company & how Stan Edgar shuts him down. Now think about how Homelander will react when Vought's original golden boy comes back & takes his what he thinks is his. There is a power struggle here. It's likely that Soldier Boy might corner him because of how popular he is in the public and how Homelander wants that same love that SB is getting. S3 might present a situation in front of him when a supe who might almost be as powerful as him & emotionally stronger than him kind of threatens both his power and position.

Soldier Boy and Stormfront

Speaking of Stormfront, Eric Kripke mentioned in a TV guide article that Soldier Boy had a connection with her when she was Liberty. Now both of them were created at the same time by the same man. Liberty was married to Frederick Vought but he then joined the Allies & injected Soldier Boy with Compound V. Now they are basically two sides of the same coin.

Some of this is from articles with Kripke's description of the character, some of them are common theories that have floated around & some of it is my predictions about what direction the character's storyline can take. This is majorly based on everything I have read, heard or watched. It doesn't mean that any of it will turn out the way it's written here. But I still hope this is helpful.

Anyway, I am very excited to see Jensen in this new role. I know he will rock it and I can't wait.

Some Articles I took into consideration -

#soldier boy #jensen ackles #the boys #the boys s3 #the boys tv #the boys amazon #Homelander #Stormfront #vought #solider boy #antony starr #aya cash #eric kripke

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