#zero impulse control around animals

[mamamittens]

Oh, Sweet Child of Mine (pt. 7)

Platonic Yandere Whitebeard & Reader-Insert

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Featuring: Thatch nearly not being yandere before sliding right into it. And Reader showing that they've got both layers and a fair bit of madness. I kept the implied backstory vague as shit, so feel free to project or assume things, I'm kind of curious what you guys will come up with, ngl.

Warnings: platonic yandere behavior and manipulation. If yandere content or anything of that vein makes you uncomfortable, please do block "oh sweet child of mine" as well as any relevant tags for "one piece yandere". Do not tolerate coercion or this manipulative behavior in real like.

Have fun and stay safe!

Word Count: 2,119

There was something to be said about how vast the ocean was. Sometimes, you’d just… look out at the waves and get lost in the ebb and flow of the tides. It was difficult and chaotic at times, sure, but never not beautiful. On the Grand Line, the weather was notably more erratic than anywhere else. You considered yourself lucky that there had only been a small storm while you’d been on board the Moby Dick so far. And due to the vast size of the vessel, even large storms were unlikely to dump you onto the floor.

It had been almost two months since you’d been taken by Marco. By now, the crew was relatively certain you wouldn’t try and make a run for it on your own so you were mostly allowed to run around at your leisure. Meal times were still strictly enforced, as was bed time funnily enough, but outside of that they seemed to want you to integrate at your own pace. You supposed that even your great reluctance was preferred to swinging an ax at Whitebeard’s head—what the actual fuck Ace?!

You sat on the railing, looking out at the ocean.

You felt… not quite homesick but something close. You missed doing drills with the other ensigns. Running gopher for your commanding officer. You even missed Williams, for all that he was an ass. He was somehow the most tolerable one of the many partners you’d had. You spun the fabric around your wrist, thinking about how hard you worked to better your skills as a marine.

It wasn’t all about fighting after all. Procedure and bureaucratic red tape was a massive part of the job. Unless you had a very high rank, you couldn’t just go wherever you wanted and do whatever. You had to transfer home bases, file paperwork, ensure arrangements for payment were made, and a whole host of other things. And though everyone expected to move around a fair bit, there was a sense of comradery in the marines. You all had to suffer the same dorky uniform and insufferable training.

Everyone was working towards the same thing. More or less. And there was an expectation that you would be doing your best to help others.

But here you were. On a pirate ship seemingly fighting as a one-man-army to not be officially recruited as one of them. To stay a marine. Even if you didn’t feel like one very much these days…

“You look like you’re having a lot of deep thoughts there.” You jerked, head swiveling around to find Twin-Blade clambering up the railing to sit next to you. He left a decent amount of space, thankfully. He settled down and looked at you, grimacing a little with a soft laugh. “Look… I know we got off on the wrong foot—hey! Hear me out now! I just… I just wanted to officially apologize for the tea. Most of the time, new recruits are so wound up they don’t sleep the first night and it’s a rough start for everyone. Considering what I’d heard, I thought you’d need a good nights sleep more than most. I should have asked you though. So… I’m sorry.”

You stared at Twin-Blade for a long moment.

“…Bit more than just a night of sleep.” You commented dryly, causing Twin-Blade to wince.

“Y-Yeah… the tea really shouldn’t have worked that much though. You probably did need the extra hours but that doesn’t make it right.” Twin-Blade apologized again. You gave a soft smile before looking back out at the sea.

“Thanks, Twin-Blade.” You sighed, resolving to not tease him so much from now on.

“Is it me?” You paused, looking back at him as he spoke, his eyes serious. “Have you not joined because of me?”

“No. It’s not because of you. Or at least not all because of you.” You explained stretching until your back popped satisfyingly. “I’m still a marine you know. You can’t be a marine and a pirate. Kinda conflicting job titles there.” You gave him a side glance.

“Why do you still want to be a marine? We’re not exactly like other pirate crews out there. We’re a bit rough around the edges, sure, but we don’t do the whole ‘pillaging’ thing. And we have a lot of power and status. What are you losing by joining?” He asked like he couldn’t imagine a world where his crew wasn’t the best option.

Part of this you excused as all of them being just a little bit batshit crazy. And weird. That too.

“I didn’t ask to be here. I didn’t ask to be rescued or recruited. What other reason do I need?” You pushed back and he pouted.

“But we’d love to have you here with us. We have such a big family that anything you wanted to learn or do would be feasible. You’d never be alone. C’mon, isn’t there anything tempting with us?” He pleaded, unable to wrap his head around your persistent but quiet refusal.

You supposed that for most people, the reasons to not join would be few. Most pirates don’t have a lot of options. Unless you’re clever or strong or lucky it’s a tough way to make a living. Ruthless and cruel at times without even the thin veneer of bureaucracy to hide behind.

A fat raindrop fell onto your nose, breaking you from your thoughts.

You sighed wistfully.

“…I think you forget what it’s like to be small. If you ever knew to begin with.” You watched the sky darken to a soft gray as rain began to fall, your eyes fixed on the dwindling blue horizon. “Nothing to hold onto but a choice—shit as it is—to do something. To one day not be so small after all. All I’ve got are my choices, Twin-Blade. There’s nothing left to go back to. And I know I’m not the only one. Maybe as a marine I could keep someone else from having to make a shit choice too. That’s not something anyone on this ship can give me, though. Might not even be something I can give myself. But what else can I do but try?” You lifted up your legs and turned around, hopping off the railing.

Leaving Twin-Blade behind.

--*--

Thatch thought about your words for several minutes as the rain poured, showing no signs of stopping or getting worse.

He… actually did know what it was like to be small. He didn’t like to think about it often—if at all. But he remembered. It made him desperate. Cling to every bright spot in his life like it would leave him if he looked away. The idea that you felt small even now made his chest ache.

He wanted you here because Marco wanted you here and because Oyaji accepted your presence. That was all he needed really. Hell, Oyaji’s word was all he needed for Ace, and Ace was a feral little bastard man trying to commit murder daily.

Joining Oyaji’s side made him grow in a lot of ways from that small boy he used to be.

Thatch grinned, resolutely setting his shoulders as he hopped off the railing and headed back inside.

You didn’t feel like you had any real choices in your life. Any connections or anchors aside from your ‘shit choice’. So Thatch would just have to show you how free life is on board the Moby Dick.

Thatch slammed open Marco’s office door.

“We need to throw a party!” Marco gave him a dry look as he picked his pen back up to finish paperwork. “We need to show them how to live a little!”

Marco perked up the moment you were mentioned, naturally.

“Did someone say ‘party’?” Ace ducked his head under Thatch’s arm with a wide grin.

“Yes!”

“No, yoi.” Marco grumbled, cutting out the fun Thatch and Ace were starting to have. “You’ve got a mission the day after tomorrow and you can’t go with a hangover.”

Thatch frowned.

“I have a mission?” This was the first he’d heard of it.

“A small supply run for medical. Oyaji’s meds are almost out. The island we stopped at didn’t have any. I’d go but someone needs to bully him into taking what’s left.” Thatch grimaced but didn’t protest any further. “We can throw a party when you get back.”

Thatch grinned, brightening up instantly.

“Yes!”

--*--

You made goofy kissy noises at Stefan as you played with his ears. The dog amicably withstanding your teasing as he laid over your lap on the main deck. Whitebeard watched on with an amused stare as you ignored his existence. The Yonko pirate would, occasionally, try and talk to you or draw you into a conversation, but you’d been dodging him fairly well so far.

“…My child—”

“Sea king starboard!” Your head whipped up as you gently shoved Stefan off your lap. Instantly, looking towards the area that had been called out.

Whitebeard glared at the sea, his weapon at the ready.

“Go below deck—” Your eyes widened as the sea king raised it’s head over the railing. It resembled an eel in form with large black eyes. Baby blue scales with vivid pink frills running down it’s spine.

“Baby! Look at you~!” You cried out, darting to the railing to hold out your hand. “What are you doing all the way out here~?” You cooed, rubbing your hand on the shocked creature’s chin. The scales were hard as a rock but undeniably warm and softer than an adult’s scales.

You heard several very startled calls of your name but ignored them.

The sea king opened it’s mouth just barely, a low buzzing sound emitting from it as it lowered it’s head to look at you. You were smiling so wide it almost hurt, admiring it’s beautiful scales.

“D-Do you know them?!”

You laughed loudly.

“Ahah~! Not at all, but who wouldn’t want to know a precious baby like you~?” you rubbed your nail under the ridge of it’s jaw, the buzzing sound intensifying as you laughed, absolutely delighted. “You’re so pretty, baby! Look at this cute baby blue! And the pink ruffles! Ah! You look fancy~!” you praised it gleefully.

The buzzing warbled in shared delight.

“Aren’t you just the sweetest thing~? But where is your pod, baby? It’s not safe to swim alone like this!” You cried out, standing on the railing to cradle the massive sea king’s chin. The sound it made vibrated your bones, a deep rumbling call.

“Not safe for who?!”

“Holy shit is that more?!”

You leaned your head back to see several more sea kings just barely poking their head out of the water. You waved excitedly with one arm.

“Hiiii~! Are you cuties going to come up too?”

“Please don’t!”

“Oyaji, stop them!”

You pouted, glaring over your shoulder.

“You’re being rude!” The pirate gaped at you.

“I-I’m being rude?! Those are sea kings!”

“Duh? And I want to pet them and give them love, damnit! Stop! Being! Rude!” You enunciated firmly, ignoring Whitebeard as he laughed. You turned to the shy sea kings, “Ignore them! I’d love to see you~!”

The sea king in your arms buzzed again, withdrawing to sink into the water until it was eye level with you. Pretty black eyes blinking slowly as the pink frills fluttered, lights like an aurora going down it’s spine. You gasped in delight as it opened it’s maw wide. Rows and rows of needle like teeth on full display. It was big enough to probably eat Whitebeard whole, but the only thing you could think of was how impressive the baby sea king was.

“Mmmaaooo~! Mmmmmaaaaooo~!” You stared in awe as it closed it’s mouth and brushed it’s nose against your front, buzzing long and low one last time for good measure before sinking beneath the waves for good.

“Mao? What a cute name, ahah~!” You laughed, spinning on your heel with a skip in your step. “Mao’s so cute~! I can’t wait to see him again!”

Whitebeard fell back into his seat with a laugh.

“Gurarararara! I’m glad you had fun, my child! We don’t run into sea king’s often, but I’m sure you’ll see plenty more soon enough.”

“Ack! O-Oyaji! No!”

You huffed.

“Don’t get it twisted, Whitebeard! I’m still not joining just because that’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to a sea king!”

Whitebeard just laughed again as his children despaired the prospect of encountering more sea kings willingly.

You didn’t get the drama. Sea kings were just darling, in your eyes. More darling than any of the pirates on this ship at least!

[eluminium]

sometimes i think about how absolutely BANGER Gem's villain aesthetic was in Secret Life. Like, she's got this whole vibe of infection and disease around her and it slaps so hard. First you got the End portal stuff with her arm and eye when she goes Yellow (alongside the implication of her ripping out her own eye to use for the End Portal) and later you have her as Patient Zero for the boogeyman/zombie outbreak. And she kills just as indiscriminately as an epidemic would, including her own allies when they offer themselves to her. Hell, she kills Scott TWICE and technically kills Impulse twice too, once by her own hands and once when Bdubs kills him right in front of her to continue the spread of the curse.

And then you combine all this with the idea of her being a deer and it just gets better. Not only are deer prone to uncanny valley vibes, but they're also extremely susceptible to Chronic Wasting Disease, aka Zombie Deer Disease. Which is scary as shit, like all prion diseases. It literally eats away at the brain and leaves the animal a husk. And it's completely incurable, 100% fatal, and spreads easily (not to humans though, thank fuck.)

Now imagine this diseased horned prey creature hunting and killing whatever gets in its way while infections far beyond its ability to comprehend ravage its body and mind. And everything it kills comes back just as screwed up and terrifying. Very few can fight back against it, let alone slay it. No one is safe, the ones who survive either do so because they're Something Not Human (Grian the Watcher), Already Biologically Dead (ZOMBIECleo) or just got lucky and never got caught (Scott). However, there is one last piece of horror unaccounted for. The carrier, no matter how thin, no matter how much drool leaks from her mouth, no matter how erratic and unholy her behavior, is still aware. Still in control.

There's an independent will behind the spread.

[katboykirby]

A Case of Cuteness Aggression

CUTENESS AGGRESSION, a superficially aggressive but unharmful behaviour that is instinctive to demons. Demonic cuteness aggression is triggered by the presence of cute things, most commonly humans or occasionally small animals.

Characters: all demons (Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Mephistopheles) SFW

LUCIFER is the best at controlling his urges. In fact, he didn't feel very much cuteness aggression around you at all in the beginning. Perhaps it was because his work had him seeing you as more of a responsibility than anything else, or because he considered you one of Diavolo's assets that were vital to the success of the Exchange Program. Either way, it took some time for him to start feeling those urges around you. When he finally did realise what he was feeling, Lucifer was reminded very much of the cuteness aggression he'd felt toward many of his little brothers when they were still young. So it should have come as no surprise that he eventually started to feel that way around you, as well. He remains one of the most restrained in his actions, however, and Lucifer only occasionally gives in to his impulses. If you're within arm's reach of him for too long, you might find yourself with Lucifer's hand on the top of your head. He'll press down on the top of your skull with steadily increasing pressure, or maybe he'll rub your head and ruffle your hair without noticing how rough he's being (like he used to do to Mammon and the twins)

MAMMON has absolutely no impulse control at all, so he is on the complete opposite end of the aggression scale as Lucifer. As soon as he'd made his pact with you, all bets were off. Better kiss goodbye to your personal space right now, because Mammon has zero concept or awareness of boundaries. Expect to get tackled in the halls of the House of Lamentation or RAD at any given moment. He's at least careful enough not to actually hurt you, but he's full-body sacked you enough times to send you both hurtling into the floor. He always feels bad afterwards, but apart from a few rug burns you're fine. Please reassure him and tell him that you're okay, otherwise he'll sulk for the rest of the day. It still doesn't stop him though, and Mammon will be back to pouncing on you all over again the very next day.

LEVIATHAN shows signs of his cuteness aggression with fictional characters like Ruri-chan, and even his favourite idols like Sucre Frenzy. But there's a big difference between gushing over what he sees on a screen and gushing over you, and at first Levi was way too nervous and embarrassed to act on his urges. He'd be perfectly happy to squee over you from afar, and at first that's all he does! If you start getting closer to him though, eventually Levi will hit a point where his urges to squeeze you like his beloved Azuki-tan pillow will be stronger than his anxiety. He'll glomp onto you without even noticing what he's doing at first, his arms and legs binding you to his body so tightly it feels like you're trapped in the coils of a massive boa constrictor. And speaking of snakes, is that his tail you can feel wrapping around you, too?

SATAN, much like Lucifer, tries his best to control himself around you. Unlike Lucifer, Satan's cuteness aggression towards you manifested itself almost right away. It takes a hell of a toll on him, trying to restrain himself and not give in to his urges. He'd be absolutely mortified if his brothers saw him cooing and fussing over you like you were a little baby. Luckily, he's had lots of practice controlling himself, thanks to living with his Wrath. Once he's alone with you behind closed doors, though, in the privacy of his bedroom? That's when he lets his stifling self-control go at long last. He treats you much like a kitten during his cuteness aggression episodes, squishing your cheeks and rubbing them with his thumbs. He'll just barely manage to stop himself from babbling at you in baby-talk, but it's much much harder to fight the urge to headbutt you full-on to show you his love

ASMODEUS is another personal space invader. As much as he dislikes being compared to his greedy older brother, Asmo is more similar to Mammon than he might realise. Your personal bubble is his personal bubble, and he's always touching you or caressing you in whatever way he pleases. Unlike Satan, he goes all-in on the baby talk. He loves to cuddle you, sometimes by force, holding you in his arms and refusing to let you go for anything. You permanently smell like sweet roses and sugary perfume thanks to him, and you often find yourself with new accessories and trinkets decorating your outfits after a cuddle session. Sometimes you think you look like one of those little purse dogs, with an absurd bow holding back your hair. Asmo is obsessed with your hair, and he's constantly playing with it. Thankfully, one way that he differs from Mammon is that when you tell him to stop or give you some space, he does so right away without pouting and sulking about it.

BEELZEBUB has to be very careful around you. You trigger his cuteness aggression even worse than Belphie, but Beel knows that he can't be rough with you or use his full strength around you like he can with his brothers. It's easier for him to control himself than it is for Satan, though, and Beel is always good about not going too far. He gives you the biggest bear hugs, squeezing you in his arms and lifting you completely off the ground, until your feet are dangling in the air. He holds you up above his head, grinning happily as he hugs you to within an inch of your life. You usually don't have the heart to tell him to stop (even if it's getting hard to breathe) because he just looks so damn happy. No matter how big or how tall you are, you're still tiny compared to Beelzebub, and he can easily carry you around like a football Fangol ball like it's nothing.

BELPHEGOR doesn't get feelings of cuteness aggression as bad as his brothers, so for a while you thought you were safe. Sorry, but just because his urges aren't as strong as the others (that's just what Sloth is like) doesn't mean he won't get any urges at all. At most, he will pinch you hard. If he's REALLY feeling that itch and you happen to be close by, you'd better settle in for a long stay. Belphie has no qualms about grabbing you and yanking you down into his nap spot, and he's not exactly gentle about it either. He could be innocently sleeping on the couch one minute, then suddenly you're snatched and buried in the blankets with him, and he's using you as his new body pillow. Might as well relax and get some rest, you're gonna be here for a while.

DIAVOLO is in the same boat as Beel, and has to be constantly reminded by both Barbatos and Lucifer that he can't use his full strength around you. Beelzebub has a lifetime of experience holding himself back for the sake of his brothers, but Diavolo does not. So despite his best attempts to be gentle, the Demon Prince is often the roughest with you. Luckily, his restraint is enough that he never actually hurts you, but it's always rather disorienting whenever Diavolo's cuteness aggression takes hold. It doesn't matter where you are, be it a classroom at RAD or the Royal Palace itself, Diavolo has no shame about grabbing you whenever he feels like it and vigorously shaking you. It might feel like your brain it being rattled around inside your skull, but he means well.

BARBATOS is probably the only demon around who bests Lucifer and Satan when it comes to self-control. You will never know what he is thinking or feeling, nor will his expression ever give anything away. However, this does not mean that he is immune to his own demonic instincts. If anything, Barbatos feels a cuteness aggression towards you that is stronger than most. You'll never be able to tell, but whenever he stands quietly at the ready to serve his Young Master, it is always difficult to keep his mind off of you should you be present as well. His face will be calm and unreadable, but behind that placid smile he will be desperately holding himself back. If you were able to read his thoughts, all you would hear is I want to squish them, I want to squish them, I want to squish them, I want to squish them, I want to...

MEPHISTOPHELES likes to pretend that he is above such things, but he's really not. To his credit, he's definitely not as bad as those damnable brothers, and he keeps himself in check as would be expected of a noble demon such as himself. Besides, he can't stoop to the level of Lucifer, just because you're around! He actually does quite well for a long time, mostly due to the fact that you rarely ever directly interacted with him. But that was back then, and recently he's been seeing an awful lot more of you. He knows that Diavolo is fond of you, so he supposes that he'll just have to put up with you - and the irrational, frustrating urges he feels to squeeze your adorable head like a stress ball. Mephisto holds himself together whenever the two of you talk, but as soon as you leave the room he is clawing at the empty air and grabbing at his own cane to furiously shake it like he wishes he could do to you.

[cookii-moon]

Introducing… the Perfectly Neurotypical Ninja!!!

(I had an idea and thought it’d be funny)

our first incredibly neurotypical ninja is…

✨ JAY! ✨

Has zero volume control whatsoever

He can NOT be quiet for the life of him

There is no way he doesn’t have some form of anxiety disorder

Like his entire panic and fear definitely seem like anxiety to me

Has a plushie he still sleeps with for comfort and is emotionally attached to (which is super real of him honestly)

Panic attacks

He DEFINITELY has hyperfixations

Have you just seen him in general

That one short where he just starts running around on the roof

Also that one time he and Kai were supposed to train and got distracted by competition (Actually this could probably apply to all the ninja because they do this type of thing all the time)

Got so hyperfixated on dancing games that he learnt how to dance

I don’t think he can sit still it just doesn’t seem possible to me

(I’m not a Jay fan so I can’t point to much else off the top of my head but we’re all in agreement there’s no way he’s neurotypical right?)

Okay never mind, our FIRSt neurotypical ninja is…

✨ COLE! ✨

Talks to himself. A lot.

No seriously he talks to himself so much

Professional school dropout

Gets along great with animals and people who don’t fit in

Probably has owned a pet. Or five. (Probably a cat or a reptile) (he came around to them eventually and now he loves them) (dogs are too energetic and loud)

Most likely has depression

Definitely has sensory issues there’s no way he doesn’t

That one time he nearly had a breakdown from being overwhelmed. (Points to core shorts)

Dislikes metaphors (canon)

Wears the exact same hoodie without fail in every single episode where he has to wear civilian clothing (I think it’s a comfort thing at this point)

Probably taught himself several different ninja things he had no need to learn (why can he fight with a sword and nunchucks when he never uses either of them outside of a single special) (this also applies to shields and staffs and throwing stars but those are at least practical)

He says it’s to prepare but really he did it for fun

Has somehow not discovered his ninja special interest yet

(he physically can’t do anything else it’s too boring) (even when he’s not ninjaing he needs to practice once a day minimum or else he explodes)

Dances when happy/excited (definitely not a stim)

Immediately starts telling Jay about dancing when he enters the contest in a very excited manner (definitely not infodumping)

Has caused several misunderstandings due to bad social skills (he can NOT read the room for the life of him)

His best friend is Jay.

(even if he’s not autistic there’s no way this guy is neurotypical.)

(these are not the actions of a neurotypical person we’re all in agreement of that right)

Whoops… uh…never mind…our FIRST!!!! Neurotypical ninja…

✨ NYA! ✨

Terrified of failure

Like it haunts her she does NOT want to fail she has an entire arc devoted to it

Has a hard time letting go of things (she holds grudges A LOT)

This also includes things of sentimental value like Samurai X

Change is difficult for her just in general

SUPER stubborn

Definitely has a schedule that she envisions in her head but forgets to tell everyone else

(that short where she planned to spend time with Jay but he was going to the arcade)

Short temper especially on bad days

The more I write this the more I realize how little characterization she actually gets for most of the series

Justice for Nya honestly

(I’m assigning her neurodivergence I don’t care how short this is)

(I think autistic. But spicy.)

(probably also anxiety or OCD)

(do you see the vision)

….Okay so maybe not that one either- Uh… our FIRST!!! Neurotypical !!! Ninja!!!

✨ KAI! ✨

Has anger issues. Probably.

Super impulsive

No like incredibly impulsive. Ultra impulsive.

Craves attention but has really bad self worth issues

Hinges his worth on his powers (not healthy)

Wanted to be useful so badly that he convinced himself he’d get powers if he drop kicked Garmadon (it did not work)

Did I mention anger issues

Wants to be useful so he can protect!!!

That one time he and Jay were supposed to be training and-

Has zero patience

(I don’t know what flavor of neurodivergent he is but he’s neurodivergent somehow)

(once again I don’t pay attention to Kai there’s definitely more)

…Okay so this time for sure. Introducing FOR SURE our FIRST neurotypical ninja….

✨ ZANE! ✨

Do I even need to say anything

The entire episode “Home”

Social skills

Taking things literal

That one canon (?) book where he apparently has flashbacks to the ice emperor (im calling OCD or PTSD on that one Zane)

Also that one time he locked away bad memories in decoded (decoded is canon to me and the reason for that is mainly because it actually references ghost Cole (iirc) which is a miracle)

Yeah I think he has PTSD

that one time he hyperfixated on and roleplayed as a detective and then a pirate

probably more. Maybe.

That one’s a robot he’s disqualified. The FIRST, FOR SURE, NO MISTAKES, neurotypical ninja is…

✨ LLOYD! ✨

The fact he apparently has so much of starfarer memorized that he can nearly win a quiz contest thingy and the only thing that stopped him from doing that was that he hadn’t read a brand new limited edition issue

starfarer in general he is not normal about starfarer

Way too trusting for his own good

I would be more surprised if he didn’t have some sort of disorder considering everything he’s gone through

hes got to have at least something related to his trauma right

(This one is way shorter because. Again. Not a Lloyd fan. but. I think the starfarer thing is enough to push him into probably not neurotypical territory.)

(most kids do not know the entire plot and all the fun facts to a long running comic book series by heart)

Are you kidding me none of them are neurotypical?

Okay ne- what do you mean the last one

there’s those ones over there!!!! *points to Arin, Sora and wyldfyre*

Oh wait they’re also neurodivergent?

…..uuuuugh shows canceled then…. Sigh… Guess I’ll start up the Incredibly Neurodivergent Ninja show instead.

(disclaimer this is a joke)

(but they are all neurodivergent that part isn’t)

[spop-romanticizes-abuse]

i think someone already pointed this out but...

there were two instances in spop where catra “accidentally” attacks adora when they were on the same side. i see a lot of stans talking about how catra didn't mean to hurt adora, but her expression right after she does so says everything.

after she tases adora in s1, she clearly looks angry and spiteful. her expression stays that way for a while before she hastily apologizes and acts as if she didn't realize how strong the zapper was. when adora tries to get back up, catra zaps her again and acts as if it was a reflex.

it's already concerning enough if catra's reflex to adora doing something unexpected is to attack her, but it's obvious that this wasn't a reflex. catra was punishing adora. for leaving her, for siding with the princesses, for daring to do something different.

now let's come to the portal reality. here, again, when adora starts panicking about the distorted reality, catra gets a quick flashback and immediately slaps adora. “it was freaking me out” does she look freaked out in the previous two frames? no. she looks strangely calm.

remember that this is an animated show where every detail means something. the animators wouldn't animate catra's expression like that if it was supposed to be a genuine accident. they could have easily made her look shocked or guilty, but they didn't. these frames last a few minutes too, they're not a blink-and-you-miss-it thing.

compare these to the time when catra electrocuted entrapta.

this was accidental. it's clear by catra's expression that it was an impulse decision. catra is shocked at herself, she's panicking.

of course, it's not that she cared about entrapta more. it's that attacking or hurting other people wasn't as much of a habit for catra as hurting adora was. whenever catra hurt someone else, she had a clear reasoning. either she was jealous or she was feeling threatened or she had a goal to accomplish.

with adora, it was just a matter of control. ever since they were young, catra used physical punishment on adora whenever she did something catra didn't like. and this habit clearly didn't wear off, partially because there was no one around to tell her that it was wrong, and partially because catra refused to take responsibility for her actions.

it's still strange to me that spop portrayed abuse in such a terrifying accurate manner, and then proceeded to romanticize it. makes me wonder if someone in the crew was genuinely not on board with this ship becoming canon.

i honestly feel like s1-4 were written by a group of writers and then s5 was given to someone who had zero context about the show and had just finished reading a bunch of wattpad fanfictions.

[marveloustimestwo]

Hii! I got this idea after I woke up so, I'm sorry if it's a little messy. What if Remus, Sirius and James fall for the same reader? Any of them know about the yandere tendencies of each other (they never talk about it cause they thought the others would judge him) but one day they found each other while stalking the reader? 🤔

Finally got something out! Thank you for your patience and the request!

Warnings: Yandere themes, talk of stalking

I think that each of them is slightly different in how they fall for you and figure out that the others have done the same.

Both Sirius and James are fast to start obsessing over you, yet there is absolutely no shaking them out of it.

We're given hints as to what James acted like with Lily. He pursued her for years, very persistent and firm despite her showing zero interest, and at times, only irritation for him.

I talked about Sirius's behavior during a couple of my writing events, but he's very outwardly passionate about his darling, as well as the most dangerous out of the three of them.

He's impulsive, aggressive, and oftentimes jealous. While James isn't as eager to hurt others who talk to you, Sirius will jinx, hex, and bully anyone who he deems as a threat (which can be almost anyone).

As for Remus, he's not as quick to fall. He likely sees how foolishly his friends are acting and questions how you've brought this out in them.

Trying to figure out the answer to such a question leads him to an obsession of his own.

He's not as bold as Sirius and James are. He's quieter and reserved, and he can actually be very charming when it comes to you.

While obsessed, he leans toward the softer side, and not many will see his yandere tendencies (though he can get worse towards the full moon. More possessive and aggressive if he thinks someone is threatening you.)

As for stalking you, all of them have a certain fondness for it.

For Sirius, stalking you can be pretty easy. He's an animagus, after all, and people won't really question seeing a stray dog on Hogwarts grounds. Soon enough you'll start to call this dog a friend with how often you see him, unaware that it's Sirius trying to get close to you.

Don't worry, Sirius quite enjoys the pets.

For James and Remus, though, it can be more difficult to stalk you.

While James is an animagus, his is much less discreet than Sirius's. He can't exactly follow you around without getting a lot of weird stares. A giant stag isn't as normal to see in the hallways of Hogwarts as a dog is.

However, when you're going for a walk outside through Hogwart's spacious grounds or are attending a Care for Magical Creatures class, you will occasionally see James following you around.

While it may be a bit odd to see a stag, you can't really question it when it's out in nature, can you? After all, Hogwarts is home to quite a few non-magical animals too.

And poor Remus doesn't really have a good way to stalk you discreetly. Unlike his friends, he's not an animagus. His lycanthropy is only during the full moon, and he never does have control of himself then.

Instead, he just does so the normal way.

However, despite Remus not really having a subtle way to stalk you, he would likely be the one to figure out the others are doing it first.

As I said, he's the last to fall, and he knows his friends quite well.

His way of stalking forces him to be smart. He has to stay hidden in fear of you or someone else seeing him.

Considering this, Remus is likely the first to spot the others while they're all stalking you, and it was funny seeing the familiar forms of a dog and a stag following you out on your walk.

Sirius was the next to figure it out. His animagus has the sharpest nose out of them, so smelling both Remus and James close by was a dead giveaway.

And James, as focused as he was on you, was quite confused when Sirius and Remus cornered him suddenly, and he was afraid that they might snitch on him.

Only for Remus to spill out exactly what's been happening. How each one of them has been obsessing over and stalking you for months now.

It doesn't take long for them to come to an agreement. The three of them are about the only people each of them would share their darling with, with only a couple of exceptions.

The amount of trust they have in each other is unrivaled, and soon, so is their ability to woo, and if necessary, kidnap their darling.

As a unit, these three are very dangerous.

[ikuhara]

I got tagged by @houkagokappa (thank you <3!) so let's go

Last song listened to: the new deresute event song, Watashi Otogibanashi.

Currently reading: Actually shamefully little. My main focus has been on Glass Mask, which has fully captivated me. But I've been trying to pace myself with it because it's so good that I almost don't want to burn through it all. Otherwise I just read all of Sensei wa Koi wo Oshierarenai the other day and started catching up with Cipher Academy, Mahou Shoujo Risuka, and Four Knights of the Apocalypse again since I was varying degrees of behind on all of them.

Currently watching: In terms of seasonals, with my friend I've been watching Dungeon Meshi, Majo to Yajuu, and Four Knights of the Apocalypse. And then on my own I also keep up with Sousou no Frieren, Urusei Yatsura Season 2, and I'll be starting Wonderful Precure! once the subs are out for it. As for older series I've been alternating around with watching: Yawara!, Kodomo no Omocha, Touch, Futari wa Precure, and rewatching Creamy Mami.

I also started rewatching Penguindrum with the same friend since we finished our Utena rewatch (and then we'll do Yuri Kuma and Sarazanmai subsequently.) And very importantly, soon I'll be watching Revue Starlight -LIVE #4- Climax with themt oo. Wondering maybe if the concerts are worth doing too ????

Currently obsessed with: Unsurprising answer (probably) but Utena has again been the #1 thing in the front of my brain since watching the musicals for the first time then rewatching the anime. The Mikage brainrot is especially back at dangerously terminal levels I'm afraid. But just in general I've really lost impulse control and have lately been building my Utena doujinshi and merch collection.

Outside of that, Revue Starlight still has me in a chokehold since I first finished it (and the Lives only are adding to it) and I've been getting back into my Monogatari era with Off & Monster Season announced. More largely back into just being utterly obsessed with all of Nisioisin's works.

Tagging (with zero obligation/you can ignore this): @hakonohanayome, @thesweetmacaron, @princefado, @penguindrumblr, @purpleriot, @ramjam, @mabithebard and anyone else who just wants to take this meme just say i tagged you.

[strawhat-pkmn]

Hello, everyone!!!!! The name's Monkey D. Luffy, and I'm gonna be King of the Pirates!!!!! Though I guess that might have to wait a little while, since I've found myself in a really weird place!!!!!!! Apparently it's someplace called Paldea? There are a ton of weird animals here too!!!! Or, uh, Pokemon, they're called!!!! I have a few already!!!!! They're are a stretchy Tatsugiri, a Heracross, and a bunch of Slither Wings!!!!! I'm definitely gonna try to catch more sometime, though, cause they're all super neat!!!!!! This place seems like a ton of fun!!!!! A new adventure, for sure!!!!! Just wish I knew where the rest of my crew was... Please let me know if you see any of em wandering around, shishishi! Anyways, though, I'm super excited to meet everyone!!!!! Hopefully all of us can be friends!!!!!!

I suppose I should say hello to everyone here, too! My name's Nami, and I'm the navigator of this crew! I'm also in charge of keeping Luffy in line... Feel free to ask me questions, too, if you'd like! I'll answer almost anything, though some questions you might need to pay for~ Hopefully you'll all behave yourselves, though! This world is interesting so far... My current Pokemon are two Meowth (a Kantonian and an Alolan one), and a Zorua!

Roronoa Zoro. Swordsman and first mate of the crew. My Pokemon are a Skarmory and a Honedge, at the moment. Is that everything important to mention? Probably. I'm also open for questions, if you guys want.

My only explanation here is that I have absolutely zero impulse control. Some basic info:

-This is probably gonna be a pretty goofy, low stakes blog for the most part! I don't expect stuff to get super serious here!

-Sapient Pokemon/legendaries interacting is perfectly fine!

-Absolutely NO nsfw asks! Suggestive stuff and flirting is fine, but nothing explicit here!

-Luffy is 19, Nami is 20, Zoro is 21, Robin is 30, and the mun is 18!

-There will be some spoilers here, but I'll try to tag appropriately! I won't tag anything pre time skip, though, so I definitely understand if you choose not to follow because of that!

-Main is @cursed-child-autumncookie (I mainly reblog One Piece there, and whatever else I'm hyper fixated on at the time. There are a lot of One Piece spoilers, there, too, if that's an issue!), and my other RP blogs are @trainer-kohaku and @team-skull-gladion

[in-my-feels-probably]

Hi!! I was wondering if I could please have a romantic ship with a boy from the golden trio era?

I’m 5’4 and I have long curly hair and bright green eyes. I’m and ENTJ 7w8, and a Gryffindor. I adore all sciences but especially biology and chemistry, which makes sense because I’m going to be a surgeon. I can be stubborn and a tad loud, I have a large friendgroup and am very extroverted. I like using my knowledge to make people laugh because I like joking around, even if it gets me in trouble- laughter is the best medicine. I’m not the best with comforting emotions, but I really try my hardest to give good advice. People trust me and I take that as a large responsibility.

I can be impulsive and sometimes irritable but I’m very slow to true anger because I’ve learned I’m scary when angry and need to controll my temper. I love animals (especially dolphins and cats), whimsigothic and obnoxious patterns, coffee with cinnamon, fireworks, and roller/ice rinks even though I have zero balance. I can often be found watching a rom-com or horror movie and eating a snack while multitasking and doing homework. I can be disorganized and a procrastinator, but I always get it done. I’ve been told I have a RBF but I swear I’m really nice unless you say something cruel against my friends, me, or my family. I really dislike judgy people, people who hurt innocents, racists, homophobes (looking at u JK), and those who think violence is always the answer. I also dislike those who have no appreciation for the world around them

I enjoy knowledge for the sake of knowing, and I read a lot of true crime and mysteries because not knowing the end is always the most fun part. I also love art, painting, singing, playing an instrument, acting, the whole lot. I’m the first person on the dance floor and the last to leave. My favorite color is red, but purple and green are close behind. The best person to be is yourself, and it’s the motto I live by. I pride myself on being the only me ever. Thanks for listening to my rambling and I’m excited to see who think I’d end up with at Hoggity-Woggity-Hogwarts!

hi! thank you for participating :)

i’m so sorry, but i’ve stared at this post for like ten minutes and im so tired, but i don’t want to make you wait anymore, so if you don’t mind im gonna do a kinda fast version of this. it’s the last one i have in my inbox. so im sorry if it’s not as cohesive as some of the other ones i’ve done of this, it might seem a little jumbled. but im close to falling asleep and i don’t want to forget about this request or any of my ideas.

anyways, i ship you with neville!

i think you being extroverted would make it easier for him to talk to you. he’s a little introverted himself, but he’d open up around you when you made him comfortable enough to be himself. plus, he’d get really excited when he realized you were into science. idk how into botany you are, but he’d love telling you about it, and he’d love it even more that you were willing to actually listen to him and not brush him off. and you’d mutually bond over your love for animals and magic creatures.

i think he’d really appreciate that you’re the type of friend to stand up for him if people were rude. if they said something about blood purity, or his parents and what bellatrix did, or just anything shitty to him, he’d know that you’d be there to back him up. i think he does have what it takes to stand up for himself, he just sometimes need the nudge. and you’d be more than happy to help out.

overall, i think neville would know that he can be himself around you. there’s nothing you would judge him for, and he’d never judge you. when he found out you liked to dance, he’d be thrilled. he’d ask you to whatever annual dance there was, and practice all night when you said yes. people like ron or seamus would tease the two of you for dancing all night, but it wouldn’t bother you at all. luna would applaud you, dancing along with you.

“thanks for coming with me,” he’d say.

you’d smile, settling your arms around his shoulders. “i wouldn’t miss it.”

you’d be in a red dress (or suit, or whatever it is you’d prefer) and neville would tell you how beautiful you looked, gently swaying with you back and forth.

you’d grin, swaying along with him. “you look beautiful, too.”

[amypihcs]

Ho postato 433 volte nel 2022

Sono 296 post in più del 2021!

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#so cute - 7 post

#the three musketeers - 6 post

#love this - 6 post

#awsome art - 5 post

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#napoleon's abusiveness showing in how many people of his higher rank sent him to go fuck himself

I miei post migliori nel 2022:

#5

AAAAND another one of my mad AUs

Music? On and rocking Courage? Mustered Dignity? Already waved her goodbye OK i’m ready. Apparently summer, having to study for exams i dislike and most of all reading nice books that send me in hyperfixation with the characters give me IDEAS™. After some time spent convincing myself to do it i’ve finally read The Three Musketeers and having loved it to FOLLY, i CLEARLY devoured also Twenty Years After and started the Viscount  of Bragelonne (Athos, i love you, but we’re not talking of you, forgive me my man). This new obsession tonight coupled with my ever present love for LOTR and Silm and since APPARENTLY heat goes up to my head, i thought:

Ok, here we have Aramis, ridiculously always good looking, even at like... 20 years from the first time we meet him he is THE SAME AS ALWAYS and in the Viscount for the little i know for now he didn’t age much either, Devilishly good with horses AND swords (eggrazziearcazzo, you may say, he’s a MUSKETEER) with almost ZERO impulse control (Athos works as impulse control for them, actually) but GREAT cold blood, can apparently sing quite well, some disregard for rules and some great agility and effort in actually always managing to break one of two of those and... oh look, all the boxes check and hear me out. Aramis. Being. MAGLOR FEANORION!!  I talked about this with my darling @tairin, my nice sis who i love and thank very much for being always there to hear me rambling about my obsessions and not having killed me yet. And she is even more of a genius than i suspected! (@joachimnapoleon​ please don’t kill us) She made me give a second check to who ELSE checked all the boxes and here, the illumination.  Good looking Incredible with horses Apparently skilled in verses/songs Devilish with a sword some disregard for rules NOT imposed by himself Joachim Murat. Being Maglor Feanorion.

Tolkien fandom out here (@thiswaycomessomethingwicked​ i get you’re one of us?) tell me if maglor wouldn’t have a portrait of himself like this one of our darling jojo, c’mon! He checks out also the diva personality!! 

Anyway, this was my new silly AU, don’t kill me please, i still have to pass biochemistry and see confirmed my credits for cmcf, i’m too young to die and my cats would miss me😂  I hope you at least laughed a bit form this one silly thing.

12 note - Postate 15 giugno 2022

#4

Happy death day Naps!

Wandering around facebook i found this nice Dumas quote

Do not be deceived, today I am doing better; but I feel the same that the end is approaching. When I am dead, each of you will have the sweet consolation of returning to Europe: you will see one another’s relatives, the other’s friends. As for me, I will see my good ones in heaven...Yes, yes - he added, animating and raising his voice with an inspired accent - yes, Kleber, Dessaix, Bessières, Duroc, Ney, Murat, Massena, Berthier will come to meet me, they will tell me about what we did together, and I will tell the last events of my life: Seeing me again, everyone will go crazy with enthusiasm and glory. We will talk about our wars with Scipio, with Caesar, with Hannibal, and it will be a pleasure... Unless - he added, smiling - they are afraid to see many warriors gathered up there. - A. Dumas, Napoleone.

Just to wish him a happy death-day

12 note - Postate 5 maggio 2022

#3

Guys i just needed to vent out a bit. We can’t find my cat. we looked into the house, outside, all over the sort-of-village where i live (i live in the country) and we can’t find it. Does any of you have an idea of why a cat can be disappeared in such a way? I just know that a moment she was inside and the other she was nowhere to be seen. I just needed to vent out a bit ‘cause i think i’m panicking just as much as before when we where actively looking for her. Do you have any idea of why a cat can just... fly and boh... i don’t even know if she actually is outside the house, even if i looked everywhere in. She’s injured under her neck, she had a dermatitis that we can’t manage to heal, even if she is way better than some months ago. sorry, just some venting out i don’t know how to cope with this

14 note - Postate 3 febbraio 2022

#2

Excerpt from ‘Gioacchino Murat e l’Italia meridionale’ -- presentation of the King

Sooo guys. Some time ago i got a book, ‘Gioacchino Murat e l’Italia meridionale’ which was introduced to me by @joachimnapoleon and after reading it I thought of making a post about it. Hope you will enjoy it!

So let’s get started! In the third part of the book we have a focus on the people who actually governed Naples, starting with the King and the Queen and proceeding with the ministers, describing how their personalities fitted in their roles and how they actually got their work done; this post will be about our favourite King of Naples, Joachim Murat. (the mistakes in the translation are entirely mine)

Here the original text in italian

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18 note - Postate 14 maggio 2022

Il mio post numero 1 del 2022

Just arrived!! I'm looking forward to reading it! I'm sure it will be epic!

28 note - Postate 26 novembre 2022

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[lesser-mook]

When reading "Fertility Rate Drop" articles, be careful. They can be deceptive when they explain "why" it's happening. Beware of misdirection.

You're going to see these talking points on every one of these articles.

Women working more

Women more Education

Acceptance of not having families in society

Married less

Waiting to have children

These posts always choose sources with those specific talking points, to propagandize that women in a progressive sense mean less children thus it's not really a problem, because it's "progress".

But unfortunately women having less children is not all about women, it's also indicative of men, and no; women getting jobs or rights doesn't mean women don't want to have families anymore.

Horrible gaslighting, they didn't say that but that's the insinuation, hence gaslight.

These articles will never mention the reality of:

cultural campaigns driving wedges between men and women in the past 30 years

actively trivializing the traditional family unit

Promoting promiscuity and hedonism,

thus lessening endorsement of the family/responsibility in the dominant culture

(for the average person: if the majority of your prime was spent sleeping with 40% of the country- how in any psychologically behavioral sense are you going to have the discipline or means to maintain anything stable when majority of your experience has been the complete opposite of stability?)

Example: You spend 10 years having recurring casual sex, your brain gets wired to that routine. Then all of sudden you think you’ll “settle down” and your brain is just going to get with the program because your ‘intentions’ are monogamy, that’s not how that works.

Then wonder why people cheat on people they "love", it's muscle memory. This is why inhibition isn't repression, it's preservation of your mind.

You lose control of your own impulses, you're a liability, easier to control. Which is why it's encouraged by the system.

Impulsive animals ready to consume. Vulgar masses.

Being a wife is not an honored position, it's considered a downgrade, it's frowned upon.

Men are antagonized & disrespected at every turn, castrated, cowardly, hyper-sexualized fetishists, shut-in's or fanatics ie. suspended children

grownass boys that are more married to escapism than utility of self or reality.

Hybrid Manboys that wouldn't know what to do with a woman of means even if they got the chance. But so hung up on their fiction waifu's & goddessees living rent-free in their minds, paragons of delusion that offer and give nothing to their lives.

Zero training, zero backbone, zero substance, common sense, or utility. Why? Because they weren't mentored, their minds aren't preserved or protected, Men aren't built or made anymore.

They're ruined and conditioned to be submissive & docile or perverted or destructive, ruin everything they touch or afraid to do anything because everything they do has a "Man"-ism attached to it, thus maleness itself is associated with bad or an issue.

Pure generational hatred, 100% orchestrated and taught, not natural.

The 90s in comparison to post-2000- 2020 alone looks like a time capsule. And surprise surprise your birthrates weren't as shitty back then.

1970s? Not even a contest, if you notice the 70s is usually around the point where the dip happened on some charts, GLOBALLY by the way, not just America.

Progression of women having more rights has little/less bearing on birthrates dropping vs cultural influence, women having jobs doesn't mean women don't want babies anymore. They have priorities thus children aren't as big a priority but that doesn't mean it's a non-factor, UNLESS that's the signal they pick up from their village/society.

The culture conditioning women to turn away from family life is more indicative of dropping births, the culture de-prioritizing the family possibly in light of women not being reliant on men as much is incriminatory of the culture, not women or men. But the party.

Just because women aren't reliant on men doesn't women don't need men, because case and point:

Women aren't the one's building your malls. It's men.

And in the context of domestic life, some women don't want to slave in a cubicle their entire life, I know women who want to work so they can feed themselves gain experience, live a life before they live the family life.

A lot of women want options and can balance what they want & need.

Just because women work, doesn't mean the culture should trivialize the family, that's partly where the problems start.

Not women working, the shift society's culture makes because women work. No shift should've happened, that's what's missing here.

Just because women are getting jobs & degrees (useless majors or not) doesn't mean women as a whole have opted out of the family-

but when they are encouraged to opt out, or it's liberating, or it's made more flattering or painted as more of girls realizing womanhood via not having a family, then women are more likely to not have families.

That's what's really going on, signals. But CNN isn't going to share that little nugget. You get "I think-", yeah that's definitive, thanks Doc.

The culture is sending the wrong signals, it's not that having no family/smaller family is more accepted, it's having a family being rejected & moot as an ambition in the first place in the minds of the masses.

You replaced one with another that provides no return to the civilization, civilization doesn't benefit from people being single, lonely, by themselves, disconnected, retreating in themselves because they have nothing of value in this dimension to attach to.

Point being, what's accepted/supported/endorsed is what people will more than likely strive for.

If you endorse families, families tend to happen; trivialize families, families tend to wane.

People are that simple. just because you're of legal age doesn't mean you stop learning behaviors as you did as a child.

Society is a collective human, we learn from that entity. Signals.

Funny how "progression" progressively makes things worse and when you look at footage from a preceding era it's usually/ not always/but usually a vibe of "better times". Simple at least. Before complication made things complicated, now all of sudden we have epidemics of loneliness, after standards were abolished, after we redefine everything, that's a coincidence.

Progression is not advancement, progression just means you're moving in a direction, advancement means you're making improvement.

Is America making improvements or just moving in a direction, even if it's into a furnace.

When your corporate overlords preach "progress", you're being led off a cliff.

A movement to provide opportunities to women turned into Women & girls' ego's being propagandized, weaponized. A generation of unlikable, "empowered" grown-girls and zero women. Because plenty of people to the Philippines for wives, but who's coming here for American women? Are you raising/training women that are desirable? Do you cultivate a crop worth having?

Zero training, zero discipline, zero maturity, but plenty of opinions. So much ego but ready to check someone else's. Zero self-respect but demanding respect, and won't give the treatment they expect, if they give anything. Zero consideration.

And it's the party's fault for not training girls better, it is not women's fault.

Words like "mansplain" trickling down from the upper echelon to train the masses to further socially assault & smother & oppress men from doing what men AND women do in competitive/assertive social climates- but absolve women of accountability to infantilize women, make them feel vindicated to persecute men. And suffocate men in vitriol & animosity to neuter and browbeat.

Pure cultural abuse. Antagonizing the people that build your cities, that's real smart.

You look at all that, but we're guessing why birthrates are dropping:

But gee Batman, we make women & men enemies in the cultural spectrum, we make more ads & shows making men look stupid & the women have it all together just tolerating maleness.

Nothing but slick-disses at males everywhere, discourage men from even approaching or talking to women.

Modern society promotes alternative lifestyles but for straight people: The collective has partially made women radioactive to men but I can't figure why these birthrates are dropping. Must be because women have jobs now ----

r/Whooooooooosh

Men defanged, then women themselves ask "what happened to men" when the women are the one's being weaponized against men and women never asked for this shit.

Girls don't enter the server wanting weak options, boys don't enter the server wanting someone grownass child they gotta babysit and pay for 24/7 AFTER he was told she wanted equality.

Women don't sit in basements brainstorming terms like "cis" or associating patriarchy with bad when patriarchy is why we got out of caves, we commercially can transport humans in metal cans with wings on them and women have priority in society & are an undisputed protected class because men give a shit about women & girls.

Girls are being trained to chastise and go against their own best interest and they think driving a blade into their own stomach is being progressive or bold or brave or boss or unique or some shit.

Not in countries where women & girls need a man to even walk outside, no this is coming from women who live in a society where they can send people to jail on lies and still have THEIR identity protected.

Women put on a pedestal they never asked to be on, and baby boys brought into a society that blatantly hates them for existing and all they have is an onslaught of psychological detriment & predation waiting for them into quasi-manhood

(because nowadays boys aren’t taught how to be men BY stable/real MEN which is why women of this era are stuck with grown boys and no real men).

("#KillAllMen" was actually a trend at one point in time)

The consistent drive & push from Hellywood to make boys & men look inferior, stupid, inept, goofy in the predominant culture; husbands are stupid, men a relic. Women the future.

All a perverse parody of the natural order which isn't men in front, but men and women as a unit together, the completion of the human entity is men and women together.

But some way some how, one has to be above the other in societies that to no one's surprise is on a decline.

But fertility rates are dropping, it has to be because women are going to school & getting jobs right?

No because women having babies isn't all about women. Even in the fertility conversation men are a non-factor, when you don't get pregnant women if the men don't want women to begin with and are just using them as quick- releases and not taking their homelands females seriously as mating investments. and vice versa the women not taking the males seriously and just using them for quickies.

Disconnect is what happens when you project, and orchestrate animosity and disconnect.

You don't get to sow discord and hate in your culture and expect prosperity and success

We're psychotic if we think telling Group #A of people that group #B is their enemy for 20 years and then be surprised when they don't engage on a frequency equal to 50 years ago.

What did you think was going to happen?

#TheBestAManCanGet - No fucking shit your fertility rates are low, and you deserve all of it.

You as the collective, but the individual man & woman? You were set up for failure. And it's been a looooong slow burn op.

TL;DR

So keep an eye on these "Fertility Rate Drop" scare pieces, and keep an eye on what they claim are the reasons why,

the fact they'll never mention any of what I said is Red Flag #1-3 that they're holding back.

There's no way you can live in that climate and not see the cesspool that you yourselves are living in.

Bad men deserve ridicule, but Americans have this thing where they hold men & boys on trial for incrimination of sheer maleness, so just being a man with working confidence or cognizance is a crime and then you wonder why the effect that happens to society are indeed happening.

It's not a mystery.

They'll make it all about women because that's the safer course of action, revolving it around women's choices is damage control.

So if it's women choosing it (regardless of why they do) they think that vindicates the problem or makes it better, so it's not as bad because women chose it right?

No, because women are just products of their environment, just like men. And if they're signaled to do option #B their entire life, they're likely to do option #B even if #A is better for them and the country 20 years from now.

Propaganda is social science, not magic. The entire point of it is to sell you a suggestion and make you believe it was your idea.

Women 'not having the time' or women's choice, they'll harp on that as a safety net but won't mention the main thing that fucking matters- cultural influence.

Propagandizing an entire generation into being at arms length of the other, men second guessing everything they do, women being fear mongered their entire lives-

100% cultural incompetence, raising a crop of people wanting to have fun but not knowing when to grow up, because they weren't prepared or trained to do as such.

Keyword: Trained, disciplined

“I think there’s also greater social acceptance of not having children or having a smaller family. So as that has become more acceptable, people are more carefully weighing their decision to become parents.”

Naturally, in most eras people weigh their options before doing something like starting a family, but this isn't about being careful vs abandoning a life choice that wasn't made attractive to them in the era they live in in the first place.

It's not entirely about acceptance, it's about what the culture values as relevant per the era these women and men live in.

If the family is signaled as trivial, if dealing with women is a risk for men, if men are conditioned to believe saying anything to women is taboo, if women are entitled, if the women feel unsafe, if the men aren't even MEN anymore, if the women aren't trained to BE cooperative but to be CEO mentality thus ego, not trained to be wives, not trained to be knowledgeable but encouraged to be opinionated-

that has nothing to do with acceptance and everything to do with culture, incompetent society, incompetent parents, and your civilization possibly being sabotaged from the inside.

When you have #1 Hits like "Single Ladies", don't be surprised when you get more single ladies.

Acceptance of not having a family is not the entire problem, it’s that the traditional family was trivialized as a whole in the first place.

And that's the point. But they'll NEVER admit that on these articles, ever. Because then they have to admit it's not all about women, and that men kinda got a shit deal too- And no one's EVER allowed to acknowledge that.

Rival nations don't fear diversity, they fear stability.

Sabotage a nation's stability by trivializing the family unit, radicalizing women and castrating men or reverse.

Radicalize the men, castrate the women.

Either way, no stability; You got rid of a rival.

It's called destabilization. And it begins with "redefining" what a man and a woman is. It begins with breaking the male, the foundation.

Marx-Engels-and-the-Abolition-of-the-Family

If you got the time, read that. should be on pdf for free.

That's America's current course of decline. Right there in black and white.

[authordanielleforrest]

Fated Mates of the Drakoan: Episode 22

A scream rent the air, jarring Davin from a deep sleep. He froze for a moment, eyes open and staring into the dark sky above him. For a brief spell, he heard nothing but the steady breathing of his teammates and the night sounds that filtered in from the wilderness around him.

Maybe it was an animal.

Deciding it was nothing, he pushed the sound from his mind, then turned in his sleeping bag and reached out for Jess. He wanted to pull her into his arms so he could fall back to sleep, but her bag was empty. She wasn’t there.

A slice of alarm ran through him, which he tried to quiet with logic.  

Maybe she couldn’t sleep, and she was sitting by the fire or pacing.  

Maybe she had to relieve herself, and she’d gotten up to take care of that.

That was probably it. Davin couldn’t remember her slipping off once they’d arrived at camp. He didn’t know exactly how often humans had to take care of their biological needs, but it had certainly been hours. He imagined her making her way back to camp even now and relaxed, comforted by the thought. 

Just give it a bit.

She’ll be back in your arms before you know it.

Then a series of shrill cries echoed through the night, and he stilled.  

Instinct started taking over.

In a single move, he was on his feet, crouching in the chaotic mess of fabric he’d been sleeping in only moments before, his mind honing in on certain details he couldn’t ignore.

My mate is missing.

Something is out there.

I heard a scream.

He could feel his control slipping moment by moment. He needed to calm down, call out for his team. They would back him up, help retrieve his mate, but he suspected he was too far gone for that. He couldn’t even think her name anymore.

Time lost some of its meaning as he held on to his sanity by a thread.  

Do the right thing, he told himself.

Except, he couldn’t remember what the right thing was, and his nails were digging into the bedding so much, it was actually tearing beneath his hands.

That’s not right.

It shouldn’t tear.

He frowned, trying to piece together what was happening, but his mind couldn’t quite focus the way it used to.

Instead, it was focused solely on his senses.

The sounds around him: the almost painfully loud breathing from his team, the crackling of a fire, animal noises on constant repeat, scrambling movements of some larger creature or creatures moving through the woods.

The smells around him: the sweat of his teammates, the aromas of their last meal, the woodsmoke, the pines, a vague sense of decay, his mate’s scent.

He froze on that last one, his mind zeroing in on it like a lifeline. His hands no longer clenched against the bedding. His lungs failed to take in any breath that didn’t include her sweet fragrance. He leaned forward, his head drifting from side to side, searching for a direction.  

Before he even realized what he was doing, he was advancing, following her trail. It wasn’t a conscious thing on his part, and he couldn’t have stopped himself if he’d tried. He didn’t want to try. He wanted to follow her, to find her.

Another cry rent the air as he reached the tree line, and he growled, his shoulders tensing with aggression.  

Threat.

Mate.

Protect.

He rushed forward, his mind now little more than a series of impulses and single word thoughts. His eyes, already well adapted to the dark, now sucked in even the smallest amounts of light that filtered to the forest floor. As a result, the entire scene before him was bright enough to rival broad daylight, which should have worried him, but it didn’t.  

Instead, he accepted it as his due diligence and increased his speed.

His mate’s scent trail was now so clear, so distinct, that he couldn’t have missed it if he tried. There was also something else that had him growling every few breaths, no matter how much he tried to keep quiet.

Fear.

Mate.

Then another scream tore through the air. Instinctually, he knew it was her, his mate. He roared, and for several long moments, he wasn’t entirely sure what was happening. He was flying through the forest. The distance disappearing under his feet seemed nonsensical, and there was an almost out-of-body experience as he followed the trail of her scent, the direction of her scream.

The screaming continued for several more moments before being cut short. His mind filled with rage, blanking out all other thought.  

He roared, and then he had no memory of the intervening distance. Not a sound. Not a smell. Not a sight. Not a thought.

When his awareness returned, he was in a small clearing. There were several bipedal creatures, one of which was holding someone around their middle, their feet off the ground. That was the extent of the analysis he was capable of, even in that brief moment of clarity.

And like the eye of a storm, when that moment ended, all hell broke loose. He roared again and dove into the fray. He could feel no pain. His vision narrowed only to the threat directly in front of him. He swiped out with hands, feet, tail, teeth. Within moments, the sticky, metallic taste of blood filled his mouth, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was saving his mate.

He had no clue what kind of damage he was doing. He attacked viciously until the creature stopped moving, then he moved on. Each attack was focused, dedicated, and ruthless, wild yet methodical in its determination to end this current threat and move on to the next target.  

When there was only one left, he growled, his brain too hazed with its most animalistic impulses to problem solve. He needed to save his mate, but the creature was hiding behind her, holding her to its chest. It had long claws, and based on the smell of her blood on the wind, some of them had already pierced her flesh. Somehow, her blood smelled different from the rest, and it set his blood boiling.

He roared again and charged. He didn’t have a plan in mind, his instincts driving him too hard.  

But one moment, she was being held in a threatening grip, and the next, she was underneath him, so it must have worked out.  

He sniffed the air, but all he smelled was her pleasing aroma and the equally pleasing tang of her enemies’ blood spilled. He leaned down, brushing his face against hers, enjoying the feel of skin against skin and the increasing proximity of her scent.  

For several moments, he did nothing more than stay there, reassured by her warmth while his body trembled from the fear of losing her that was only now registering in his brain.

He pulled her into his arms, tugging her closer, more firmly, against his larger frame. She felt different than he remembered, but it didn’t faze him as something to worry about.

Smaller.

Softer.

He sighed contentedly. He’d defeated her enemies, destroyed the threat against her, and warmth bloomed in his chest at the thought.  

She was safe.  

She was in his arms.  

Then his impulses starting to slide in another direction. He was tempted to rut her, but he could still smell the stink of fear on her. He wanted nothing more than to rid her of it, so he leaned down and licked her.  

His long tongue ran from the bottom of her neck to the top of her forehead before repeating the journey. The gesture was calming, soothing, hopefully for both of them. He purred, his sharply clawed hands running careful, equally soothing circles along her belly and sides, trying to comfort her.

Little by little, his body relaxed, his mind calming down and forming more complex thoughts, pulling in more information from his senses, being able to analyze more and more. It started with simple things like, Huh, my face feels weird. Or why are my nails so sharp? Then it progressed to him finally starting to get concerned about the size disparity between him and his mate.

Jess.

Her name’s Jess.

His chest warmed upon remembering it, his hands clasping her to him a little tighter.

Which was when he noticed his hands. Specifically, his nails. They were long, and as he looked around him, he realized they must be very sharp. He flexed his fingers outward, wary of letting those sharp talons anywhere near Jess’s fragile skin. They’d clearly sliced through the aliens around them with frightening ease.

But why are they sharp?

And why is Jess so small?

He took stock. Their first time together, he’d dwarfed her, but their torsos had lined up fairly well. Now, her torso seemed to be only a fraction of his length, and her body felt tiny against his chest. He had to contort himself awkwardly just to reach her face. His spine was practically curled into a ball, and he was surprised it didn’t hurt.

But why?

“Davin?” she asked, her voice quavering, filled with fear.

That’s right.

That’s the name I chose.

He smiled, but his lips didn’t work the way he expected them to. There was strain, like his lips and cheeks couldn’t quite obey his commands, instead feeling awkward, so he let it go, frowning instead.

“Davin?” she cried louder, and he felt her pulling experimentally away from him. He held tight, but a new thought filtered into this brain.

Wait… does she not know it’s me?

His heart lurched in his chest, the thought brutally painful.  

How could she not know?  

How could she not tell?  

But then all the little realizations he’d been having started coalescing, forming a picture he didn’t want to see. Big body. Sharp nails. Long tongue. Oddly shaped face. Unable to smile.  

And then there was how he’d been acting since waking.

His arms curled a little tighter around Jess, needing the comfort of her closeness now more than ever.

What the fuck is happening to me?

[lunarwhisps]

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Tfw you realize you have feelings for the ghostie man after being saved by his bara form for the first time (to see the version without the smoke, watch it here!) 

[quaranmine]

im not into hermitcraft, not even the slightest bit, but i logged off of tumblr for 3 days to return to the hermitcraft world being lifted towards the moon??? That grows big?? ?And theres a cult??? Around the moon???? Big Moon???? Something about a company too??? I think they hate the glare guy. he looks like he has zero thoughts constantly.. .But why sleep deprived skins??? Do yall need therapy holy shit-

(btw ur not obligated to explain, im just so lost and i think its very funny not knowing any of the context)

oh anon 😭 this is so funny here I'll try to give a short breakdown. if you want to continue to not know context you can skip it. honestly you may end up more confused anyway though!! yes the hermitcraft server is going through it and it seems we're hurtling towards the apocalypse at a rapid pace. it may possibly happen next week. multiple people are, like, fleeing the planet since it seems doomed. so:

1. Moon is big because it is moving closer to earth. It seems like it will crash into the server.

1a. Tango is trying to set off an explosion on the moon to put it back in its original orbit. mumbo wanted to blow up the moon but failed.

1b. keralis is inexplicably in space and has been for months despite being seen by the server more recently than that, and i for one am really interested in knowing if this is like, a hallucination? or a clone? or an alien? is keralis just Like That? bdubs can also apparently travel to space regularly. this is not explained

2. The moon being so close is affecting gravity. Everyone seems to have permanent flow falling and jump boost. The blocks that were being picked up and dropped back down are now just flying off into space and not returning so the ground is littered with holes (although not really from an out-of-story perspective). there's also a lot of earthquakes. basically, it looks and feels like the world is literally disintegrating around them

3. the Mooners is a...group (cult) created by Mumbo worshipping "The Great Lunar Neighbor." Mumbo was convinced that they had angered the moon by sleeping the night away, and that if they all stayed awake they would please the moon.

4. hence, the sleep deprived skins of everyone who joined the mooners who didn't sleep for days. also, they made the phantoms laugh and recorded hallucinations for each other. they are dedicated to the bit. impulse built a sanctuary for the phantoms since they're "friends." pearl is having a sleepover <3

4a. the one who wants bdubs (glare guy) dead is scar. he only joined the mooners so he could specifically murder bdubs. bdubs is known for always sleeping ASAP (the exact thing the mooners is against) but i think scar would have murdered him no matter what because he's just Like That

4b. cub thinks one of the paintings in the game (a moon with a flaming skull) is a prophecy, apparently. also scar is being a perfect little scamming capitalist and fleecing everyone in exchange for getting on a rocket to escape the planet

5. there's also a mind controlling moon rock that ren and doc have been killing hermits and sacrificing their heads to it. also, the hermitcraft server may be a simulation according to ren and doc's lore. frankly I don't think I could explain hermatrix lore to you but it's an arg basically that is being solved by the community as episodes release and seems to influence this lore

6. the moon being closer also seems to be interfering with evil xisuma's magical powers, causing xisuma to start to break free from mind control he's been under all season? at least based on what I hear on tumblr, im not caught up on X right now. basically the whole evil empire is yet another plot thread woven in that connects in places! also there was an animation on one of X's videos a few months ago with some hels (evil) hermits in it and I'm still wondering about that too

7. i don't think i even have to answer this they ALL need therapy. we all need it too

[hannahhook7744]

Did Shan Shiro set the Tremaine fire on purpose?

To those of you who are confused by the ask, this is a continuation to my Tremaine series here. Now to answer the question my dear friend asked...

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Yes, he set the fire on purpose BUT he wasn't trying to set the Tremaine house on fire. You see, before the Tremaine fire, he was in Harriet's crew and was friends with Anthony. But he was also a bit of a pyromaniac with zero impulse control who resented the world around him.

He resented his younger siblings for taking his father and mother's attention away from him. He resented the rest of the huns for always needing his father's help. He resented his father for not spending enough time with him and for the fact that he could never seem to be good enough for him. And he resented his mother for favoring his sister. But most of all... he resented Auardon for trapping him and the other kids of the isle there.

So him, being a drunk, impulsive, pyromaniac of a pirate decided to try and set the barrier on fire. And wouldn't you know it, the barrier was fire proof. But the Tremaine house that was very close to it? Not so much. So yes he set the fire on purpose but he wasn't really trying to hurt anybody. But that doesn't erase the fact that he did and that it ruined his life, even on the isle.

He's a tragic character, you see. Because you want to feel bad for him because he was just a dumb, impulsive, 15 year old kid who wasn't trying to hurt anybody. But at the same time, you can't completely feel bad for him because at 15, he should have known better to play with fire. Especially while inebriated. But he didn't and because he didn't, 9 animals and (supposedly) 21 people (most of which were children) died. Because he didn't have common sense, 30 lives were lost and 2 (or 3 if we're talking about my oc descendants verse) were ruined. His bestfriend's life and his bestfriend's littlest cousin's life was ruined because of his actions.

And that never stops haunting him. Because he knows that he can never be punished enough for what he's done. Even though he's lost literally everything; his family, his friends. His home and people. His pets. His job and security. Everything.

He knows he fan never be punished enough because he ruined and took so many lives because he was reckless and impulsive and losing all of that doesn't make up for what he's done. And Shiro never complains because he knows that he deserves it all and much worse.

It probably doesn't help that he tried to hide the fact he did it. And that he didn't tell Anthony until like four months later, which just ruined any chance of salvaging their relationship. As well his relationship with every body else. So yeah, he really didn't make things any easier for himself. Any more questions?

[claymotif]

hi and also hello. may i please hear everything about seia i would like the seia breakdown please and thank you <3

seia breakdown!!!! seia my beloved <3

the short version is that seia is 95% of keldan's impulse control. long version under the cut

okay in my head i picture seia as being from like a mountain village whose primary economy is mining-based. this is almost completely irrelevant to the actual story but i planned out everyone's backstories like three years ago so you're getting it. seia's naturally smaller than most people from these mining villages tend to be but he was also more sick than the average kid (which did not help) so growing up he was sort of on the frail side. that being said there was absolutely zero like "gender role" expectation that he would ever have to work in the quarries, because his culture doesn't really have Gender the way others do, and thus don't have gender roles either; everyone just contributes what they can to make sure the household runs smoothly, which means seia grew up helping out with stuff like finances, gardening/animal tending if he had the energy for it, sewing/mending clothes/weaving, other stuff around the house that's less physical labor. (btw this cultural view of gender is also why seia's nonbinary; he literally just cannot be bothered with translating his experience for others, and the first person who spoke to him in another language assigned him he/him pronouns and seia was like "whatever".)

anyway. there's some imperial/war-related stuff that happens next. crown soldiers show up, "this land belongs to this nation now", and they ship off basically everyone who's still school-aged to boarding schools in the empire proper. (two notes: first, i haven't named like most of the places that are relevant to backstory. yes i've had this wip for years. move on. second, i am assuming you've heard of cultural genocide. that's what's happening here.)

seia ends up rising through the ranks so to speak and gets a lot of attention for his knack for languages. he ends up in service of the crown that kidnapped him (this is probably around age 16 or so), as a translator/interpreter, and after a couple years ends up sold/traded to the highest bidder (melati's father, the king of. yet another name i haven't thought up yet.) they use nicer words than "sold/bought", because "slavery is illegal", but i'm not going to pretend seia had any choice in what's happening.

he does use his essentially-free access to royal libraries to do a LOT of reading, both before and after the trade. he teaches himself a lot of stuff, including More languages and some "applicable" life skills. (read: forgery. he gets terrifyingly good at forging official documents. he doesn't use this until after he joins up with keldan, because he's afraid of what will happen if he gets caught, but with keldan he's a bit of a loose cannon lmao)

also. MOSTLY irrelevant to the story but seia has like one friend, who was the youngest son of the first king seia worked for. they made it work alarmingly well despite the power imbalance thing, and the prince teaches seia how to swordfight. seia later trades that in for a dagger, saying it's more his style, but in a pinch.... absolutely deadly. they keep in touch after seia gets traded off, they write letters to each other in varying languages and use code names. the prince's real name is kazik tho.

also also. working for melati's father and spending like 90% of his free time in the library, seia's seen her before and she's seen him. they've talked more than once and melati would even loosely call him a friend at this point in their lives. being a princess she doesn't really question the exact terms of his employment. it's not really malicious, it's just that in her mind, the palace is kind of the best gig anyone could hope for, and she has a daughter's trust in her father (for now) and believes he'd never hold anyone against their will. and while technically he's not holding seia prisoner, seia has nothing and no one on the outside, and nowhere to go, and a contract a mile long that he doesn't know the exact terms of but surely there's a clause in there about abandoning your post before your term is served (there is. seia ends up breaking it anyway).

anyway. seia meets keldan on a diplomatic trip to okskiy, where keldan lounges around the throne room despite his king's best efforts to get rid of him before the party starts. (this is like almost immediately post-aderyn-breakup btw). seia doesn't get much time off during the actual meeting/negotiations/dinner, but once everyone's drunk and happy seia gets to slip away from his interpreter role, and he and keldan make small talk for a while and seia commits his face to memory because it feels like he's the first (second?) person to ever actually look at seia. it's complicated.

they end up meeting again on seia's "home turf"; keldan's delivering something on behalf of his king, and seia's the only one who speaks a language keldan understands, so they get plenty of more-or-less one-on-one conversation time. call it bonding or whatever. later, keldan's wandering around the castle (read: snooping) and happens upon the king propositioning seia (this is compete chance here. keldan's the only person i know who's obnoxious enough to have even the opportunity to stumble in on this conversation), which seia does not want but can't exactly say no to without risking. yknow. his life.

the king fucks off w/ keldan's arrival (not that keldan understood what was being said exactly but the postures... expressions... yeah) to avoid suspicion (does not work) and keldan's like. "fuck that guy." seia replies "he's my king." keldan says "what if he wasn't though" and then gets to play white knight for seia for about thirty minutes (the time it takes them to get back onto keldan's ship) before keldan really starts to get to know seia and realizes he is WAY out of his depth here.

they're more or less business partners after that. it's weird because seia definitely is not considered part of keldan's "crew", but keldan's operation is able to expand thanks to the breadth of languages seia can speak, seia travels everywhere with keldan + has his own cabins on the ship that he never uses bc he's always in keldan's, they read each other's minds and gaze longingly when the other isn't looking, but if a crewmate asks whether they've slept together keldan is like "why would we do that". they're a hot mess. seia forges like 90% of keldan's documents, whatever he needs (the other 10% are, technically, legal), and literally asks for nothing in return. keldan's always putting gold coins in with the rest of seia's stuff or trying to slip him payment some other way. seia stashes his collection of inks and fancy pens and parchments under keldan's bed.

the really sticky part is that neither of them really talk about their pasts. granted keldan can't talk about his childhood without getting into stuff that would make him sound crazy ("turns out there is stuff below the continents" crazy), but neither of them know where the other is from, they don't communicate w/each other in either person's native language, seia doesn't even know keldan had a partner before him.

keldan's also a bit insane. so he gets all these random ideas for all kinds of things (business, ship repairs/additions, fanciful vacations, you name it) and then seia's the one who filters it down into something doable. half the time seia is then also the one who implements it, whatever it is. keldan will be like "lets do a vacation on one of those waterfall islands" and seia will be like "what if instead we just spend a couple weeks off in okskiy" and then also schedule that time off into their calendar. this is more or less because seia is wayyyy more organized but also a little bit because even tho keldan has the big ideas, he wouldn't actually be into them. he would hate the wet humid nature of the waterfall islands and seia knows that and talks him out of it, and keldan wants seia happy so he agrees readily when seia suggests okskiy instead. they make it work somehow and everyone's like "how have you not broken up yet" and they're like "broken what up?"

so. that's where they're at at the beginning of the story, and then aderyn and melati walk onto their ship as a unit and everyone collectively is like. "what the fuck" for a whole host of different reasons. the plot of sky sea is like 50% character-driven conflict in the sense that while aderyn and keldan are trying to reconcile their old history, aderyn's guilt, and keldan's anger, seia's also insanely jealous but doesn't understand why and almost flat out refuses to talk to keldan about it. aderyn and melati have the whole "we're only in this together because both our lives are in danger" on top of the whole "you said no one would know who you were" "how was i supposed to know that the one person who could possibly still be alive to recognize me would be on this boat" thing. seia and melati have a little bit of a guilt/anger thing happening too; it's sort of "logically i know it wasn't her fault but emotionally i need someone to blame and she should have known something was wrong". keldan and melati are pretty much the only pair NOT fighting, but they do bond over being generally obnoxious and high-maintenance. when aderyn and seia aren't trying to kill each other over extremely minor arguments that are actually metaphors for much bigger issues, they're complaining about "royals. ugh". keldan's crew wants to quit sooooo bad except that they also find the drama highly amusing. one guy on the crew is like 'man i always wanted to be part of a high-speed chase' and boy does he get his wish.