#this is a stream of consciousness

[iite-cool]

johnny mactavish who has a praise kink but also a degradation kink and it confuses him and all he knows is that when you pulled at the overgrown strands of his mohawk while he was between your thighs and moaned, "j-johnny yeah baby just like that fuck so filthy for me aren't you? such a good little slut for mama." ... he came in his boxers and saw god

[now-that-i-saw-you]

During season 1 of Succession I really wanted Kendall to win and I was so sure he would dethrone Logan, but then the no-confidence vote happened and his father won. Then, Kendall was going to sue Logan and I thought that this is it. But with losing the battle and Logan putting out stories that his son's relapsed and Rava doubting Kendall, he did relapse. And his father was right there to catch him when he fell. He doesn't even allow him to get properly sober, he sends Kendall off for two days and then calls him up again when needed. And I'm watching all this going down and I just really, really want Kendall to step away from his father.

And then comes Shiv. Shiv who starts working with her father's enemy, partly because she's upset with him. So Logan tells her he'll name her his successor, so all's well. But after it he just strings her along. He refuses to publicly announce her as a successor, so much that he's willing to lose a deal just to not announce his daughter as a successor. And again, I really want Shiv to leave Logan but she never does.

None of them do! They all hate him but are so eager to please him and so eager for his power. I skimmed over an article that talked about how all Roy children know deep down they'll never live up to their father's legacy and that's just it. Logan always gets the upper hand and I'm wondering how much is actual cleverness and how much is merely luck. I wonder if Logan is aware of what he's doing to his children, this pushing and pulling.

But with mistreating his children he condemned them to never be as good as him and tear down the company. They're constantly squabbling each other and sabotaging the company. He'd made them enemies and their internal wars are ruining his empire.

[prettybbychim]

what if i just mashed two of the biggest interests of my lifetime and said

genshin x maze runner au

there’s so many genshin characters to choose from that u could fill out Group A and B lmao

immediate reaction is to put aether as thomas and lumine as teresa (disregarding the romance subplot ofc)

But i can argue paimon as teresa bc paimon is Sus Af and istg knows more than she’s letting on (tho it can be argued she has little to no memory in current timeline but i digress) and it’s hinted at time and time again that she is going to betray the traveler in the future (looking at you Teresa The Betrayer lmao)

but also (in one version of the game that is), lumine seemingly betrays aether to join the dark side lol

both are good i think depending on how the plot plays at out, u know

or maybe paimon is chuck 🥴

group A is the boys, group B is the girls

i need to sit and think about who would fit who on the boys side but my gut reaction is to say navia as sonya

it’d be interesting to pick from the whole pot and have interactions between characters that we may never actually see in game (that’s what fiction is for after all hehe)

bc u can easily just choose, say, the sumeru game and assign roles from there

but like thoma as frypan and scara as gally and idk tighnari as newt and fuck man idk zhongli as alby or smth

it’s a wacky cast and that can be really fun lmao

[violet-yimlat]

“Hey dad, Have you ever fucked up do badly that you turned into a demon?”

No, that’s no good.

Of course he has. That’s sort of his whole personality.

“Eyyy pops. I done goofed up and now I do be the broken, the beaten and the damned”

What the fuck even was that. And was that a My Chemical Romance reference?

“Father, I regret to inform you that that I-“

That I what?

“-have been following in your footsteps in the worst possible way”

No.

“-tried to summon a demon but I messed up and turned into one”

No.

“-need help because, you see, I did this thing”

No.

New idea. Play him a song. One of these boxes must have- yes. A ukulele.

Black Veil Brides is always good.

Goodbye Agony makes sense. I wince as I recall how the word “goodbye” came from a monk who got very confused and forgot what GBWY meant.

“Heaven's gone, the battle's

won

I had to say goodbye

Lived and learned from every fable

Written by your mind

And I wonder how to move on From all had inside

Place my gun upon the table

In blood I draw the line

I've given all my pride

Living a life of misery

Always there, just underneath Haunting me, quietly alone It's killing me, killing me Dead and gone, what's done is done

You were all I had become

I'm letting go of what I once believed

So goodbye agony…”

… But I don’t even play the ukulele. And singing without a backing track is even more embarrassing. Why do I even have that ukulele? It sometimes feels like my room is just supplying me with whatever fits the gag. Even if the joke’s at my expense.

Maybe I should just tell him…

Or write him a letter.

It could be one word and my signature. Just run into his room and leave it there.

“Human’t. love Violet”.

Or I could lie. There was no magical accident. Screaming? What screaming? My rooms smells of blood and smoke and incense because I was sacrificing an animal so that I have extra innocent blood for when I need it. If it needs to be fresh, logically, keeping it in the fridge should work. The incense was to mask the smell.

But…

Well look at me.

Illusions shouldn’t be too hard.

Cloaking. Camouflage. Smoke and mirrors.

I light a candle. It burns with little smoke. Not good enough. I’m afraid that I’m going to have to sacrifice one of my cool sticks. I put the wood in the metal lid of a Soap and Glory gift set I got last year for Chr- That word catches in my mouth.

I light the fire.

I look around the room, finding a small shard of broken mirror on a deep shelf, just to the right of books and my makeup bag and pens and lots of other random shit. The room is a mess, as always.

I don’t exactly know what I’m doing but this makes sense.

Holding my hands over the smoke, I use the shard of mirror to cut my finger. A few drops of blood drip into the fire.

The sharp claws that had appeared last night seem to vanish.

I flinch and drop the mirror in the fire.

They come back.

I open the window of my room. I wrap one of my hands, the left one, the one I cut, in a towel, and pick up the fire.

I take the rest of the cup of water from last night in my right hand.

I carry both to the window and extinguish the fire, water overflowing from the shallow dish.

I carefully pick out the piece of mirror.

The claws become invisible again.

I seem to have created a talisman.

I grip it and look at myself. I can still feel them, but the wings and tail seem to have disappeared.

I look in the full length mirror on the wall.

They still seem to be visible. Odd.

I am going to have to avoid mirrors.

It’s probably the silver. That’s apparently why vampires can’t see themselves. Silver is a symbol of purity. Dad probably doesn’t know that.

If he’d been any cheaper or simply gone to IKEA, I’d probably look normal.

So I open the selfie camera on my phone. Good. Blue eyes.

I put the shard in my pocket.

Red eyes.

Ok. So it doesn’t work unless if there’s anything between it and my skin.

I put it on the floor and hover my hand over it.

I conclude that it’s effective from a distance of about two inches.

I’ll make a necklace then.

I’m good at crafts.

Nobody ever has to know.

… But will Abby tell him? Or would Uriel?

No. I don’t think Uriel would. Those two can’t stand each other.

But Abby? Is she the kind to keep secrets? She kept Uriel from dad, but Uriel was never a threat. I could be dangerous. I don’t want to hurt anyone but…

Dark magic has consequences.

Well, I’ll just do what the imaginary dark magic users I made up do. Use illusions, and lie about my mental and physical health :3

[panopticonsys]

when a joke takes a while to hit call that a jestational period

[plounce]

why was bashir a closeted homosexual in the 23rd century? like dude it's fine you can relax. actually wait the tense here is kinda funny. i used past tense because ds9 is from the 90s and i watched it in 2021 so in both cases it's from the past in my view. but when talking about a text you speak in the present: why IS bashir a closeted homosexual in the 23rd century? but the statement is half about how ds9 takes place in the scifi future: why WILL bashir be a closeted homosexual in the 23rd century?

[ubepan]

chilchuck gap moe this ep btw. he looked up at laios with big googoo eyes i Had to pause the ep. a middle-aged grown ass man wht are u doing looking at another man like he has the world in his eyes. you are divorced with three kids dude

i think im unwell

[potato-lord-but-not]

in my wtnv era 10 years too late but uhhhh trying to figure out how to draw the guy nonetheless

[kiwi]

i forgot i can just draw furries

[ms-scarletwings]

I always loved this specific expression of his for no particular reason it’s just so effing funny

It’s the most little cartoon guy face. Everything and nothing is going on in that head at the same time.

[comradekatara]

i feel like the reason aang isn’t as adored and beloved as he should be is because he’s the protagonist but he’s also not an archetypal western classical hero. i don’t agree with the entirety of that “avatar aang: feminist icon” essay because i think the role of patriarchy and gender in atla is more complex than what that essay posits, but he definitely complicates the masculine ideal of heroism and generally does not conform to patriarchal notions of masculinity. which is very deliberate, especially as contrasted with sokka and zuko’s explicit struggles with the imperialist/colonial standards of an aggressive, militaristic, and chauvinistic masculinity. aang is subversive because he represents an absence of war in a world ravaged by it. through his link to a (somewhat more) peaceful and harmonious past, he represents a better possible future. as katara would say, he brings people hope.

but people don’t like that he’s not visibly edgy or tormented like zuko is (even though he’s a far more tragic character than zuko is, just fyi), that he isn’t “cool” (even though he’s literally the coolest kid ever, just fyi), that he “gets the girl” (even though if anything, she gets him) despite being twelve and bald and nice (the horror!). katara is the more classical hero of the narrative, as its narrator and its catalyst, the adventurous revolutionary who gradually learns to control and use her powers and eventually becoming a force to be reckoned with. zuko is the classical anti-hero of the narrative, his “redemption arc” constantly hailed as one of the greatest character arcs in television. so people expect katara and zuko, as very obvious narrative foils who parallel each other every step of the way, to be the obvious couple, because based on every romance narrative we’ve been inundated with throughout our lives, within our patriarchal society, they “just make sense together.”

but as much as katara is a protagonist in her own right, aang is the show. the title quite literally represents the central thematic tension of the entire narrative, the colon illustrating the implicit divide between his duties to this brave new world in desperate need of justice and balance, or his duties to his extirpated culture as the last true voice among them. aang is the central figure because this tension represents the crucial ideological battle happening across the entire show. aang is the avatar because he is the only person in the entire world whose values have not been shaped by war.

people constantly laud zuko, in particular, for being the most interesting, complex character in avatar. but i personally don’t even think that’s true. which isn’t to say that zuko isn’t fascinating in his own right, of course, but rather that he’s certainly not the only complex character this show has to offer. he just happens to monologue about his anguish constantly. but aang wasn’t raised as an imperial prince, and so he approaches the world, and his own pain, in a very different manner. the reason he immediately goes to ride giant koi on kyoshi island, mailchutes in omashu, and otherwise goofs around after learning of the shocking ramifications of his people’s genocide is because that’s how he copes with his pain. unlike zuko, who never stops talking about his aches and yearnings, aang represses his trauma and hides his tears behind a mask of upbeat cheerful goofy twelve year old antics.

until he can’t anymore. until he snaps. both katara and zuko wear their hearts on their sleeves, and that includes their rage. but aang’s rage is dangerous specifically because it represents that he has been pushed past his limits, that the conditions of this world in which he is a perpetual stranger, temporally displaced and dispossessed, are intolerable. that peaceful reconciliation is impossible. and the fact that he persists beyond that breaking point, over and over again, to firmly and resoundingly establish his ideals even as they conflict with everything he has learned about this world, a world that is not his own even as he can never return to the world he once knew, is what makes him so unique, so powerful, so beautiful.

i know that aang isn’t the typical hero, neither narratively nor aesthetically, but really, that’s the entire point. the world, our world, needs something other than what we have now. we need someone who will not succumb to the ideals of domination and victory through violence to assert themselves. we need someone who stands firm in refusing to kill the firelord, even as everyone he knows tells him otherwise. we need someone who knows that darkness cannot be vanquished through more darkness, but can only truly yield to purifying light.

and sure, aang is a child, and often acts childishly. sure, he’s not conventionally handsome and alluring. but one thing i will never understand is how that somehow negates his appeal to the masses. because even if you don’t appreciate how crucial he is to the themes of this narrative you all seem to love so much, how can you not love his adorable little face? his precious little laugh, his zest for life, the infinite well of love and kindness he holds in his heart? people who hate aang are crazy to me. because you are, quite literally, hating the world’s most precious baby boy.

[casualcupholder]

Lots of them :))

[cryptovexillologist]

[heartorbit]

revstar emu save me

[geeneelee]

Something I like about dungeon Meshi is that it explores a conflict in human nature that is usually either avoided or played for laughs, which is: how much individualism in the pursuit of your own comfort is acceptable, how much is even feasible?

Like Izutsumi is stubbornly independent and self serving to a fault, and yes it’s sometimes played for comedy because this series has a lot of comedy, but it also interrogates how much of that is healthy. After years of slavery and the violation of her bodily autonomy, it’s no wonder she just wants to do Her Own Thing, but people aren’t meant for that sort of solitary lifestyle, and if she wants to reap the benefits of other people she has to make compromises. The desire to live by your own whims is natural, especially when she’s been in a position of having total obedience expected in return for having her basic needs and no freedom but. The balance is something she has to learn to navigate.

And Laios, as lovable as he is, also represents another angle of this—he’s fine with cooperating with other people towards a common goal, and even is happy to put his neck out for his loved ones, but he struggles with navigating boundaries and has to figure out how those work to maintain his relationships and form new ones. It is hard for some people and you can get badly burned if you don’t understand them but overstepping peoples boundaries, no matter how innocently intentioned, is a form of harm you have to learn to avoid, or at least to mitigate. Like no, it’s not okay to try to count a teenage girl’s nipples even if it is your special interest. There is a racial aspect to the way he treats Toshiro. The fact that people don’t always tell him that there is a problem until it’s reached a breaking point is a fault on their side too, but Laios doesn’t always accept peoples boundaries even when they’re set—his attitude towards Izutsumi refusing the mandrake and not trying to understand why his behavior in the sauna was inappropriate is emblematic of this.

People live in societies and they bring their own baggage with them and no matter how understandable or benign their attitudes are ultimately you have to figure out how to balance your needs and comfort against the needs and comfort of others. Some behaviors and attitudes aren’t morally wrong in and of themselves (disliking working with others, not understanding other people’s feelings) but you are responsible for how you react when that hurts someone else.

The friction between individualism and communalism is something we spend our whole lives navigating!

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

*tries to organize my thoughts*

*remembers i'm not in school and therefore beholden to neither heaven nor hell nor any man's grading system*

*joyously shredding & tossing all my carefully arranged 3x5 mental notecards into the air like so much beige confetti. raising my arms in victory, cheering raucously until i accidentally inhale bits of homemade confetti*

(*coughing up itty bits of paper like a cat evicting a hairball with a firm understanding of tenants' rights*) wait wat happens next