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Hi! Can I please get how the brothers and the undateables would react to an mc or s/o who lost her eye in a fight when she was a kid/early teen? Thanks!!
Okay I've been trying to answer all the asks that I've been getting in order to keep stuff generally fair and such but. When I got this, I just HAD to answer it asap so here it is! I have no knowledge of what missing an eye is like, so forgive me if I come of sounding like a bit of a fool, lol.
Lucifer
Honestly? In an odd way, he kind of likes it. He hopes that you won't take that the wrong way, he would never wish such awful pain upon you of course. But it shows you're a fighter, and damn if you aren't fully invested in your fights, even as a child, to go so far as to lose your eye. He does need to know one thing, outside of how to help him make sure he doesn't accidentally hurt you or anything - did you at least win the fight?
Mammon
Damn. Like, that's some hardcore stuff you must've been fighting over if you lost your eye, huh? He knows the pain of losing fingers and the odd limb (a demon's regenerative abilities are pretty legit, aren't they?) but to think that you've gone through something like that, and you knew that you wouldn't be able to recover? You've got some respect from him. He'll definitely fuss over it sometimes, though, making sure that it's not hurting you or anything like that.
Leviathan
He's always kinda smiling to himself because the moment he met you, you reminded him of the heroine of one of his favorite animes. She has the same flare and spark you do, too. And with the way that you lost it, over a pretty dumb fight in your childhood? Totally in character, he would actually have a heart attack if you cosplayed that character. (And he'd cosplay as her love interest, but you don't need know that quite yet...)
Satan
Interesting, really. How does it affect you, if at all this long down the line? Do you have problems with depth perception, balance? Do you still experience ghost pains from it, like missing limbs do with some? (Can he touch it? Purely academic reasons though) All in all he's actually rather curious as to the specific circumstances around how you lost the eye. He also wants to know if you won the fight.
Asmodeus
Fashionable. Eye patches. Seriously. The moment he realizes what he can do with the thing covering the missing eye, he'll go into full designer mode and have something made to match every dress, shirt, jacket, etc that you own just so that you can look good no matter what the occasion. He adores how it makes you look like a fighter, a badass knight ready to sweep your prince off his feet. (The prince, of course, is him.)
Beelzebub
Oh, dear. That looks... huh. He doesn't want to make you feel fragile or looked down upon, but any time he sees the missing eye itself he just can't help but kinda ache seeing how it must hurt. He knows how painful it can be to have such an injury, and he really doesn't wish that pain on anyone else, especially you. But he is impressed with how you seem to deal with it so easily, trucking along as if nothing is wrong... but then again, he supposes, nothing is wrong with you. You're perfect just the way you are.
Belphegor
Huh, nice. Looks pretty badass, honestly. He doesn't care too much, though he will get concerned if you ever mention it feeling any kind of weird. He just doesn't know what to expect, and though most of the time it's fine, he's scared for the moment something will happen and he won't be able to help with the pain that might come. Is it a rather unneeded fear? Possibly. But he's mostly keeping said worries to himself, anyway. You'll be fine.
Diavolo
Oh, interesting! He didn't realize that humans could get so vicious, most of what he's seen of human children is rather wholesome and y'know, more butterflies and rainbows than anything else. What happened with you, what was the fight about?? He's so curious about what could have caused such a thing with a race that is generally seen as being rather soft with their children and youngsters.
Barbatos
Quite the history you carry with you, with your missing eye and subsequent eye patch. He's pretty curious as well, with whether or not it's something that has an effect on your usual functions as a human being. He'd love to sit and listen in on whatever little stories you might have around your missing eye, smiling or responding where appropriate to keep you talking. He enjoys how it makes you stand out so much among others.
Solomon
You want help with that? The moment he sees that you're missing an eye, he's researching. He just thinks that it's pretty interesting, and really he's actually interested in finding a solution to whatever problems might stem from said missing eye. Give him a while, and little tests on a working artificial eye will begin. If you want you can also have that one potentially see in different 'filters' so that you can see the true rainbow of the world.
Simeon
Ah, unfortunate. Missing an eye from such a young age must have set you apart from others, didn't it? Even if it was just a little, many people don't deal with such things so well. He's proud of you, for what pain you must have gone through when you lost it. You look rather dashing with your eye patches, though, he must admit. (And again - did you at least win the fight? 030)
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✮ ∷ ╰ 𝖚𝖕𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 .
I FEEL LIKE i just ran away from home and then realized i’m five and, unfortunately, cannot survive without my parents. LMDFLKDFGM i missed u all and had to return… we hate to see it. anyway! whew. i figured i’d post a refreshed lil intro for cohen to make sure i hit on some key changes before i hop back into the game! the most important / group-related part is right at the top, so if u read nothing else, read that! ily all and i’m excited to jump back in like i never left. i’ll be sliding in dms and makin’ starters asap, so if u wanna make some connection changes my door’s always open! x
✮ ∷ ╰ 𝖈𝖔𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖆 : 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 .
cohen currently lives in a glorified, raggedy frat-esque house ( he is NOT a fratboy but he might as well be huh ) of his own right off campus, about a five minute drive / ten minute walk from the stadium ( it’s about four bedrooms large with three bathrooms, all on one floor. think david dobrik’s house–click here to see–except much uglier and CHEAP MVDFLG ).
he’s fiscally very protective of his savings. he’s been working since he was 12 with his dad, and never ever spent his money, despite some repetitive near-misses where his parents tried ( and failed, bc cohen’s slick ) to steal money from him. basically he now pays for his share of the house using the money he saves/has always saved working for factories, farms, & fixing people’s junk cars.
his only current roommate is foster, meaning he has two spare rooms he’s not really doing anything with. beer pong table’s outside, the kitchen is the alcohol hot spot, there’s a pool table instead of a dining room table, u know how it goes.
regardless, he throws open invite house parties literally every weekend. they take place every friday night up until the sun rises on sunday morning–whether he’s around the house for all of five seconds or all night doesn’t matter, because they’re always a-go.
you’re all 100% free to use his house entirely at your leisure for character fun / development / a place for ur thread to take place / etc! you don’t even need to get my okay beforehand! just do it! think of it as a known dillon fact that cohen’s having a house party every weekend NFKDFNDFKJG.
no matter who you are, whether cohen likes you or not, he will not care if you show up with some randos or familiar faces and party it out. he’s socially bored 24/7 and full of apathy and alcohol at all times so mans probably will be plastered drunk out doing donuts in the parking lot and fighting someone he doesn’t have beef with anyway. ur muse probably won’t even see him there. LMKGDFLG if you’ve ever seen burlesque? literally him showing up to his OWN house for a visit / to get plastered and then wander off during the weekend party is…. real. so yeah! use his house like it’s ur own. just be out by sunday afternoon bc he likes to pretend none of it ever happened as soon as he wakes up and has to be sober for school. x KMVFBLFG love u all.
✮ ∷ ╰ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 & 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 .
tw: eating disorder mentions ( food & lifestyle ), drug addiction / recovery, alcoholism, & mentions of past steroid use.
full name. cohen anthony segura.
aka. co, jet.
character inspiration. adam parrish ( the raven cycle ), vince howard & tim riggins lovechild ( if y’all watched fnl…. let’s cry together ), a much more problematic & asshole-ish david dobrik ( the vlog squad ), nathan scott ( oth ), steven hyde ( that ‘70s show ), emily prentiss & aaron hotchner lovechild ( criminal minds ), & noel miller ( tmg ).
age & d.o.b. twenty-two. birthdate tbd.
zodiac. virgo sun, aries moon, & aquarius rising.
pronouns. he / him.
orientation. openly bisexual.
this has never presented as too large of an issue for cohen, despite living in dillon. he isn’t afraid of being talked about, and has a history of making sure people know he can hold his own if anyone has anything to say about his personal life.
university major. architecture & architectural technology.
after living in a trailer for the duration of his life, the idea that he would be invested in architecture is astounding. however, here he is. his passion for home creation stemmed from growing up and envisioning a real home to live in. his parents are both into self-taught carpentry, and his dad was shoving tools and measuring tape into his hands from the time he was young in an effort to instill in him a firm “get it done yourself” mindset. he spends his time studying structure & building planning, and secretly has a journal full of dream house mark-ups.
occupation. wide receiver for the dillon panthers, full time student, & prospective architect / carpenter post-college.
tattoos. many riddled throughout his body. brandon arreaga’s tattoos are cohen’s.
face claim. brandon arreaga.
alignment. neutral evil.
hogwarts. slytherin.
positive & negative traits. ( if u’ve already read this do not read it again i promise u nothing here changed LSMFLD )
hardworking–he works himself to the bone and is entirely unapologetic about it. you’ll rarely catch him slipping, but if he does, he’s the first to get ear-splittingly angry with himself over it. he’s way too hard on himself & he knows it, but he’ll never admit it.
he nitpicks at the flaws of others in an effort to feel superior, and always acts unaffected when he’s called out for bringing the team down when he’s not taking care of himself ( cue vince howard from fnl or nathan scott from oth scenes where they’re bragging about how good they are on the field even though he’s apt to get himself hurt because of how desperate he is for some kind of validation–cohen had a huge issue with restricting and abusing stimulants / testing steroids throughout high school and college in an attempt to boost his football persona. he was always incredibly fast and beat literal ODDS to maintain his wide receiver position, but especially thanks to his small build he’s used to being underestimated / downplayed, which puts a really heavy weight on his shoulders. today, he’s eating healthily, he’s off drugs, and he’s taking care of himself better than he ever has before, but it’s still incredibly hard and he still reaches out for ways to overcompensate, which is where alcohol usually comes into play ).
transparent–sure, he can turn into a stressed out & irritable jerk within a fraction of a second, but at least he’s upfront about when he switches lanes. LDFGLMKFG
he’s incredibly focused, which means he’s never going to linger in uncertainty for too long before he admits that he’s just not down to be around you / to be there / to talk / etc. he’s no bullshitter by any means. he’d rather hurt your feelings and keep his environment stable and tactile than stick around and put his easily shaken emotions at risk just to make you comfy.
he’s also accountable. he knows when he’s causing shit to fuck up & hit the fan, and he’s always quick to right wrongs when things are on him. ofc he’s bred from a family full of blame-givers, so he unhealthily picked up a bad habit of being really good at sounding like he’s apologizing sincerely when he’s really just trying to end a fight because he’s annoyed. LDCLDKMFDFG.
he’s blunt, temperamental, & incredibly selfish when it comes to his own lifelines / vices, but wholeheartedly selfless when it comes to doing anything to protect or lift up the people he loves.
mental diagnoses. anorexia nervosa ( in recovery ), alcoholism ( ongoing ), an addiction to various stimulants ( in recovery ), & frequent past attempts at steroid use.
physical diagnoses. n / a.
phobias. has an irrational fear of accidentally burning down his house. will get immensely stressed–to the point where he’s absolutely annoying and intolerable to put up with / be around–if someone’s cooking or baking “irresponsibly.” will probably yell at you and hover-cook until you let him take over so he can make sure nothing goes wrong. LMSDFKLFG
scars. an appendix scar on his lower left side.
drug use. frequently.
alcohol use. frequently.
diet. very decently rounded. he loves to cook, despite being self-taught. growing up the way he did, he settles for making simple dishes very well. he’s not the type to go all out for dinner. he meal preps like it’s his job. he usually just settles with some kind of pan-friend chicken and pasta dish at home.
birth place. dillon, texas.
parents. "jude" judith & anthony segura.
two lower class parents with deep-rooted anger issues. they currently live in the same trailer park together, in separate trailers, and fight with each other constantly. they claim they’re divorced, and are seeing other people, but they’ve never actually filed for anything, since anthony segura thinks it’s just a ploy for judith to take “half [his] shit.” cohen visits them often, and acts as a middle ground child who hates but loves both of them equally. his dad enjoys / tolerates his son’s presence more than his mother does, but only marginally. his mother’s much less concerned with the fact that she has children, since, in her mind, her relationship issues are the most important things in her life. cohen spent many nights as a kid with his drugged up mom in his lap while she cried about not being loved by anyone. his dad, even though he’s rough with cohen, at least spends time with him every now and again. as a kid, his dad was handing him beers to drink and tools to learn to use to prove he was a man ( despite being a ten y/o child bfkjgk oh well! ). regardless, today cohen lives on his own but is still the financial backbone for his parents–since his mom is unemployed and his dad is a seasonal construction worker–and has been since he was fifteen. they ask him for money every chance they get, and cohen never says no.
siblings. a younger sister ( by two years ). loves her to death. would protect her with his life.
pets. he’s notorious for letting a certain set of strays run amuck in his house. he feeds the neighborhood cat, is a-okay with people bringing their animals to his parties, etc. but he’s too scared of permanence and obsessed with independence to ever follow through with getting his own animal.
education. current senior at dillon university.
he has always been a decent student. he got into architectural honors college his sophomore year of college. however, he’s still not by any means incredibly intelligent. he’s decent grade-wise, but only because he tries really hard and puts in the effort it takes to keep up in a field like architecture. he’s also a chronic cheater, but c’est la vie! lmfgdflkg he spends the vast majority of his time either studying or practicing, and gets very irritable very quick doing either activity because he doesn’t know how to manage stress, so he drinks in the evenings in an attempt to make up for his tense demeanor, but he’s an angry drunk so… whomst are we really kidding here. LMDFKLG
languages. english & american sign language.
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Faked and Faited
-I know the title sucks, forgive me.-
SYNOPSIS: Latina!Reader's family keeps nagging her about getting a boyfriend. One day when she was ranting about her upcoming family reunion, Peter jumped in with an idea that was muy loco.
WORD COUNT: 2885
WARNINGS: Lots of spanish, for obvious reasons. (It's mostly translated, so don't worry!) ((Also bad spanish grammar because I was never taught it as a kid).
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Don't get me wrong, my family's fine. Great even. But when a bunch of the extended family comes it can get a little hectic too quickly. For example, ever since my 13th birthday, they've all been trying to get me to date. It was worse at my Quince when all my tias tried to set me up with boys I invited that they didn't even know. Potential boyfriends now have a fear of my family. It was infuriating sometimes.
"So then, just don't go." MJ threw out boredly, causing my rant to stop.
The boys nodded in agreement and made some comment about not going not being a big deal.
"Guys, yes it is. Trust me, mexican families are constantly gossiping. If I don't show up, it will cause some big family drama. They'll hold it against me for years. Not to mention..."
"When is it?" Peter interrupted.
"Next weekend." I replied as I absentmindedly played with my food with my fork.
"I'll go with you." He smiles.
"You'll what?" Ned and I both asked in surprise.
"Yeah, I get a weekend off from the Internship once a month and I'll go with you to keep you sane. Besides, if your family sees you have a boyfriend, they'll lay off of you."
I felt bad. I didn't want Peter to use his monthly weekend of relaxation for me. Especially because I knew my family would eat him and his little Spanish II self up. But also I didn't want to go into the lion's den alone again. Besides Peter always asked me to speak to him in Spanish so he could get better, so maybe this could be a learning experience for him. It would come with the added benefit of not being pestered about getting a boyfriend.
We didn't have much time to discuss the matter further as the bell rang, signaling us to get to class.
I walked to class with Ned. We both had a coding class together. He still didn't understand how important a family reunion could possibly be. But he let it go when we sat at our computer stations.
Suddenly a vibration in my back pocket pulled me from class boredom. I unlocked my phone and saw Peter sent me a photo. I clicked it open and saw that it was a screenshot of his calendar. It had next weekend marked as "(L/n) Family Reunion." The photo was accompanied with a message:
Your reunion is penciled in :) .P.
I quickly texted out a response before my teacher could see me:
Peter, seriously, you don't have to go if you don't want to. . (F/I).
He responded almost immediately.
Come on, (N/n), it's not a problem. I love mexican food 🌯🌮 .P.
I didn't reply because I knew my teacher was watching me. I placed my phone face down on the table. But another vibration slightly shook the table. Once the teacher turned away, I grabbed it again.
You're probably gonna have to translate the whole weekend, just a little fyi. Also should I get a crash course in your family, or is that too much? .P.
Typical Peter Parker. He liked being prepared in advance. If he was going in as my fake boyfriend, then he would definitely need to know a thing or 30 about my family.
I'll make you a colour coded cheat sheet of my family. .(F/I).
Lmao. You can't have that many family members. .P.
You'll see soon enough ;) . (F/I).
And so the next two weeks were dedicated to making a huge, elaborate story about how we started dating. It wasn't too far off from how we actually met. We decided that we should stick to real life events as much as possible so as to not confuse ourselves.
The story went like this: We were both called out of class to a meeting about which high school we would be going to. We were 8th graders on a STEM pathway. Naturally, we'd be sent to a STEM focused school. MidTown Tech did group interviews that day. Peter and I were in the same group. We noticed each other from classes, but never really spoken before. Turns out we were quick to become friends. But high school is where the story starts to go off the rails a bit.
Peter decided his story would be that he developed a crush on me freshmen year. Mine crush wouldn't spring up until the beginning of Sophomore year. By the end of Sophomore year, we found out from our respective friends that we both had crushes on each other. Then that summer, the dating began. First date was simple: a tour of a museum. We're nerds. It's definitely believable. So we had all of our kinks smoothed out, now it was just time to put our plan into action.
"Alright, who's my Tia Esperanza?" I asked while pulling away from the curb.
"She's the pregnant one. She's married to Armando, and she's your favourite."
"Okay, you can leave out that last part." I laughed.
"Explain to me the difference between your Nana, Abuela, and your grandmother. I'm still confused."
"You and I both Pete." I joked.
Truth be told, IT IS SUPER CONFUSING. My nana is my mom's mom. That's simple. But my grandma (I think) is my Nana's mom. Leaving my Abuela to be either my Grandma's mother or her sister. Our family doesn't just say 'grandma, great-grandma, or Great-Great-Grandma,' so everything is confusing.
As we approached the reunion building, it struck me on just how bad this idea was. Peter seemed to catch on to my newfound doubts in the plan.
"Hey, it'll be fine. I'm going to be the best fake boyfriend your family has ever seen." He put on a big goofy smile that made me feel better, but the smile fell slightly when I looked away. He almost looked nervous. That's helpful.
When I parked, Peter rushed his door open and ran over to my door. He opened it for me. I slyly looked around and noticed family members were already looking at us.
"Thanks, Babe." I said a little too loudly and gave him a small peck on his cheek.
Bad choice. That's how his cheek got redder than the car parked in front of mine.
"I'm so-rry, are we d-oing PDA now?" He stuttered out. Instead of responding I laced our fingers together and began walking to the building.
"(Y/n)! ¿Cómo estás?" A familiar voice called to me before we entered the building. I turned around to see my primo, Carlos.
"Quien es?" He gestured to Peter.
"Mi novio." I smiled and held our interlocked hands up. Peter, little innocent angel Peter looked so lost; but he did smile and wave.
"Sup. I'm Carlos." He introduced as he held out his hand.
"Peter Parker, mucho gusto." Peter shook his hand causing my cousin to slightly flinch.
"Strong grip." He turned to me, "Un gringo? Estas sería?" He asked with a smile.
I pushed him away and pulled Peter into the building.
"Okay, wanna translate that whole thing?" Peter said while we were out of earshot.
"That was my cousin, he asked who you were, I told him my boyfriend, and he asked me if I was serious." I explained.
Peter had a bit of offence written on his face, but recovered quickly when he saw the back table with food.
"Calm down Mr. Speedy Metabolism, we'll eat later." I patted his back.
He let out a grumble and a small pout. I ignored him and found us a relatively empty spot at a table and sat us down. I sat on the opposite side of him. I still looked around, anxious that people would put two and two together. Once again, Peter seemed to feel my doubts and placed a hand on mine on the table.
"You good?" He asked. I stopped looking around and settled my gaze on him. He had such calming eyes. They looked so full of concern at the moment. Which I'm almost certain was for me.
"Maybe some food will make you feel better?" He offered, already standing up.
"No, dammit Peter. You're so food driven." I laughed and pulled him back down.
"Oh, and who is this, hija?"
Tia Mari. Oh God. I didn't think she was going to come this year. Her son had a recital. But if she's here, then her son is too.
"Peter Parker? (Y/n) (L/n)? What are you guys doing here?!" Robert Delmar.
Fellow classmate and renowned tattle tale. This night just got a whole lot more complex.
"Why is Peter here? Aren't you guys just friends, or did Peter finally confess his undying love to you?"
What? I'm sorry, what? I looked to Peter for an answer, not presently caring if I blew our story up. My tia also seemed invested in my response. He looked just as terrified and unprepared to answer.
"Yeah, he asked me out over the summer and we started dating. We wanted to keep stuff private in case it didn't work out." I quickly explained while trying to remember our cover story.
"Well, it's about time. Peter's only been pining after you since freshman year. You guys look cute." Robert said.
We both just nodded and smiled. My tia was eating this up.
"Y Peter, ¿Sabes español?" She asked, now focusing on him.
"Un poco." He cleared his throat.
She turned to me, "Hablas a él en español, or es un gringo completo?"
"Yes, sometimes I speak to him in Spanish." I replied so Peter could understand the conversation.
"Well, then you wouldn't mind if I introduced him to some of your tias, no? They will love him. Sabes que ellas le gustan gringos!" She added the second part quickly.
Before I had a chance to save him, Tia Mari grabbed Peter's available hand and dragged him away. Once Peter's hand left mine, I noticed how cold my hand got. Robert was about to follow his mom, but my pulled his shoulder back.
"Hey, what do you mean Peter's been pining after me?"
He laughed, "Seriously? You guys are dating, clearly he likes you."
I smiled nervously and nodded. But I was internally screaming. Robert wasn't in on this plan, unless Peter told him, but that's definitely unlikely. So, Peter actually liked me? Since Freshman year according to Robert. I would know though, right? I mean, Peter and I literally hang out all the time. There's no way I've gone through three years of high school and not noticed this. But here we are.
The rest of the night went on pretty quickly. Peter was being fawned over my every single one of my female relatives. When I tried to steal him back one of my tias made a comment about him being nothing but bone. Of course, my abuela was the first to offer him a heaping plate of food. Peter accepted it without a beat. She also said once we were married, I'd have to stuff him right. This was my tipping point.
"Perdon." I excused myself from the female crowd Peter had. If I were to hear the phrase, "Cuando ustedes están casado, necesitas...." one more time I was actually going to start ripping my hair out.
I decided to talk a brief walk outside the building. The sun was still out, but was obviously starting to set. Today wasn't a complete waste. I guess my family wasn't busy trying to set me up, but now they were busy babying Peter. The only downside was what Robert said. I still couldn't shake the thought of Peter liking me out of my head. If it was so obvious, why hadn't I seen it?
I pulled out my phone and decided to text Ned about it.
Hey, apparently Peter's liked me since Freshman year. True or False? . (F/I).
I hit send and waited. I figured I could pass the time by skipping stones in the lake nearby.
"Hey, why'd you leave?" I turned around to see none other than Peter Parker himself.
I hummed in acknowledgement. "How'd you even know I left? My tias were busy feeding you."
"I felt your heartbeat wasn't there anymore." He approached and sat on a stone bench beside me.
"You can feel my heartbeat?" I asked, now very red.
"What? No, not feel. Hear. I heard your heartbeat was gone." He said quickly, rubbing the palms of his hands on his jeans.
I didn't know much about Peter's powers. Only that he could stop a bus with his bare hands, he was constantly hungry, he was sticky, and his senses were abnormally good. Good enough to know what my heartbeat sounds like apparently.
"When everything happened I was freaking out at 3:00 a.m and I could hear a thumping. I thought it was May, but she wasn't home. So I was confused. The next day I found out it was your hearbeat. Everything can be overwhelmingly loud, so I just focus on your rhythm and it anchors me."
I don't think Peter realized he switched to the present tense. This implies he still does it.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. To not one particular question, but to all of them. I wanted to know why Peter didn't tell me about his crush. I wanted to know why Peter never told me about my heartbeat being his anchor. I want to know everything.
"Because I'm pretty sure it's not normal to listen to your friend's heartbeat." He laughed as he skipped a stone.
I made a face at how far out the stone went. It made it clear across the lake.
"Cheater, but that's not what I meant."
"What did you mean?" He turned serious.
"Freshman year, Pete, seriously?"
He sighed and stared out to the lake.
"I didn't want to lose our friendship." He replied blankly, shifting his shoes to mess with the gravel below us.
"Well judging by how well received you are by my family, I just may have to date you, Pete." I joked in an attempt to cut the tension between us.
"(Y/n), please don't joke about this."
I looked up to see the desperation in his face. He appeared to be holding back tears.
"Peter, I don't know. I haven't had a good track record with dating…"
"I know, I've seen. Your family always chases them away, but I'm still here aren't I?" He quipped.
Well damn. He's right. Peter was accepted relatively quickly to the family. Some family members even inviting him to hang out outside of the reunion time. I'd also be lying to myself I said Peter wasn't attractive. He certainly is. But not only physically or as his superhero alter ego. He's attractive in the way he is so incredibly kind and forgiving. Flash has literally been a dick to Peter since 6th grade, but Peter still manages to act kindly towards him. Peter truly is a warm and welcoming person. Everybody who's met him can confirm that he's just so nice. He also is extremely loyal to his friends. Even with his heroic responsibilities, he still tries his best to find a balance for us. His eyes crinkle when he's smiling widely, he taps his pencil to his leg during a tough test, and is a killer dancer with such kind and loving rich, deep brown eyes. And oh shit do I like him too?
"I think giving this an actual try could be great." He pulled me from my thoughts.
"I think I do too." I said, now gazing at him.
"I know you do, your is beating nervously fast." He smirked and settled an arm around my shoulders.
"Peter! Donde estas! Necesitamos fotos!" I cringed at the heard of women who were all looking around for Peter.
"Vamos." I grabbed his hand and lead him back into the lions den.
Many photos were taken, phone numbers exchanged, and affectionate insults thrown around as the first might rounded down.
When Peter and I managed to get out of the building, he was carrying a carton of food. Particularly Tia Vani's zucchini tamales. When nobody was looking he snagged 14 of them. We put them in the back seat of my car and waved my family off. My parents and siblings would be staying the night, but we had an academic decathlon tournament the next morning, so we were needed back.
As soon as Peter hit the passenger's seat, he was knocked out. It left me to my thoughts for a bit. When I pulled up to his apartment he gave me a sleepy smile and grabbed his food from the back. After a tired, quiet "goodnight" he was entering the building.
I was about to drive to my parking spot, but a vibration from my phone caused me to pause. No cars were around, so I decided to check the notification. A next from Ned.
Yeah, he likes you. And you obviously like him. It's about time you guys confessed already. We're so talking about this tomorrow..goodnight. .N.
I smiled at the text like an idiot. Things were certainly going somewhere. Huh, who could've guessed I would have went into my family reunion with a fake boyfriend, but would be leaving with a soon to be real one?
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After watching this episode the second time (and getting my heart torn to pieces once again), I realize that what hurts me the most wasn’t Mio’s death, but what it did to Hyakkimaru and Dororo. And before we go on, can I just say how much I love how the staff created this episode?? Mio has always been intended to have a brief appearance in Hyakkimaru’s life, and the way the staff handled it, they’ve managed to make us invested in a character that was bound to die after only 2 episodes. They didn’t drag things out. Instead, by showing how brief their interactions were, it made the impact of her loss at the end even more powerful both to Hyakkimaru and Dororo, and also to us, because we see what they could have been: a budding relationship, either platonic or romantic, that was cut too short. And we felt it--felt the way Hyakkimaru’s heart was slowly breaking, as he beheld Dororo screaming Mio’s name, the way his eyes widened when he heard her broken voice singing the song he loved. He didn’t realize why Dororo was screaming for Mio, until he heard her voice, and it was so different from how he remembered it, and he knew they’d done something to her.
The monster was unleashed.
You better hope the beast that comes out of the cave isn’t a monster
said Biwahoushi as he parted ways with Dororo. As I said in my previous post, Biwahoushi was concerned over Hyakkimaru after seeing the red flames in his soul--which were apparently remnants of the demon curse. The concern stemmed from the fact that Hyakkimaru has never known anything else but to kill demons to get his body back. He doesn’t know pain; he doesn’t know fear; he doesn’t know sadness. He’s been living in darkness without any knowledge of the world outside. So, what’ll happen to someone who is just starting to learn the way the world works? Someone who is starting to learn his own emotions when all he knows so far is to kill?
It made him go berserk--killing the soldiers in a blind rage, trying to get back what he’d lost, because that’s the only thing he knows how to do, the only way he knows how to express this crushing feeling in his heart. And it hurts seeing him like that (and btw I just realized he’s crying in his scene)
You won’t lose to it, will you? You’ll never become a monster, right?
I guess this is the main theme of the episode. Everyone has a demon lurking inside them. We have learned to reign it in, cage them. It is something we learn as we grow up. A will to stop ourselves from doing something that shouldn’t be done. It’s one of the things that makes us human.
Hyakkimaru, however, is someone who has never learned such things and so he doesn’t have the power to reign in his emotions. Just like Biwahoushi said before he left: If you take a toy from a baby, it’ll get mad and take it back. Just like how the demons stole his body, those samurai took Mio away from him. And Hyakkimaru is still like a baby who is just learning how to walk, and like a baby who has his toy taken away, he just...snapped. He’s still only going by instincts right now, so he does the only thing he knows how to do: kill.
Until now, all Hyakkimaru has ever killed are demons. We don’t feel anything seeing his fight with them. But now that he’s killing people, even though they were war-mongering samurai who just killed innocent children, in cold blind rage ... the crushing feeling in my heart intensified even more than when I saw Mio and the kids die.
These are rice seeds. She really got it back from the samurai. To make her own rice paddy. She didn’t lose. So you can’t lose either. Please...
My favorite line in the entire episode.
This last scene keeps breaking my heart. The way the samurai could kill children in cold blood just because they think they were spies, followed by Hyakkimaru’s blind rage... I know this is war time. I can understand the way those samurai are thinking. But on the other hand, I want to scream at them because Mio and the kids ended up like that because of them! They lost their homes and families, they were orphaned, having to live in hiding in the mountains, that Mio needed to resort to selling herself to the soldiers for some food.
I’m still not over this...
I’m already seeing how this will turn out. You know how those characters change drastically after one tragic event? Like Suzaku after Euphy’s death (Code Geass) or Shinichi after his mom was killed (Parasyte) or Kaneki after he was tortured (Tokyo Ghoul). Yeah I’m already feeling those vibes for Hyakkimaru. He needs people now, more than ever, to keep him on his path.
This is the first true loss Hyakkimaru has ever felt. He hasn’t witnessed someone’s death before. He hasn’t known loss. He’s had goodbyes, but never permanent ones. The death he witnessed in episode 4 didn’t count because it wasn’t someone he’d cared about. Mio is probably the third person Hyakkimaru has ever cared (the first is Jukai--that scene where he touched Jukai’s face is still one of the warmest scenes in this show, and the second is probably Dororo). He’s helped Dororo every time Dororo’s in a tight spot, but he lost Mio, and unlike his limbs that could grow back every time he defeated a demon, there is no way to bring Mio back.
I’m hoping to see much more development for his character.
#dororo#dororo musings#reposting again because somehow it didn't appear in the tags#sorry for this ><#character analysis#dororo character analysis#dororo episode analysis#dororo character analysis hyakkimaru#anime#musings#anime musings#if it doesn't turn up in the tags#then so be it
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Grey NoteS
I have not come to teach, rather to remind.
For we must not give our opinions of truth.
Clock watched
Pillow soft, as I toss
I cannot sleep this night
Through terror, dim-lit souls surrender
Called away with silver fingers
Lately, left with panic manifested
Dark tombs, which surpass original thought
Wolves prowl all around met by silent bliss
Wouldn’t you like to be seen for who you are?
Lanterns in the sky will guide your path.
Easy to feel alone at times, but there is always one to pick you up.
Getting trapped in my head
Look out the window, fresh air.
The answer is always yes. The trick is finding the one who gives it.
Airport orange juice says it best, “good in, good out.”
To be…
Time is an investment of the heart
Speech, a cruel charade
A thick mire, where many lonely prisoners lie
Held at hand, but holds control tighter than a child-to-mother
She tells us when to go, dictates when we come.
This sweet illusion, we give so quick our souls
Morning (west coast)
Cool grey clouds hung up on wires
Cast a coddle body
Mornings autumn breath, stirring the leaves
Lungs of a crippled woman
Lovely whispers whirl
Canty speech allures me out of bedtime clothes
Morning (East Coast)
Moist breath, fascinates olfactory senses
Precious blossoms all around
New rays from the east reflect a deep green pond
Bowing to the red ball
Seafarer
Salty clanks of sea bells
Far travelled passengers prepare for an aquarian voyage
Past down the southern point, never to return
An heirloom of the setting sun, a sacred relic of a gaudy look
A passerby, or of native blood, cannot escape the solemn roar
colossal white walls purge the sky
Massive domes ignite a shrine
Carefully posed in tryptic glow
Fabrics woven children
Plastic yellow chapels
Litter shores
Odd partition
Feel the seas low groan
Road to Rampart
All vessels bleed to the turned-neck beat
High-speed metal teeth
Commerce centered Babylon
Painted children’s faces
Chills the heat of high-class traffic
Determined mission fixed
To indoctrinate into loving visage of a planet removed
Ones they will never meet, certainly never feed
The games to play for keeps
The Owl
Seen a face on my way home
Saw it in the road
And numbered certificates of ones own fate
Have become all but too familiar
And when the vision of the eye has befallen all of thought, and attention hard to redirect
With tension deep within the fabric
A shear-cut satin film distorts and means to sever
Don’t have to like a word i speak
But if you find the nectar sweet,
i do implore you take an honest taste.
College
A balancing act
Caffeine fueled adrenaline
Mind preset, muscle spasm
Largely caused by procrastination,
even a sunny day sets too early
Leaving behind all days work
What you know is what you have been told
With streets walked and words talked
Do not have to invest in a soul, but you will lose your time alone
Nothing in particular, everything in mind
White Wave
A word would not leave to bitter a taste,
Aroma only a reminder
To feel this fierce, to release a grain of sand
And time will do as it always may
No incantation of ecstacy or grief
Simply and subtle, like that of good taste
The ocean’s opals, and lion’s mane
With material shed and life at it’s basic
Thoughts sent away i’m left with gratitude
A life spent if fear is left.
How glorious a day!
The chrysalis of potential awaiting springs blossom
Why accept a broken string?
Baffled, showed me beauty
Never saw a picture, only felt a feeling
Heaven sent Angels’ greeting,
When I choose, I soar
I have not lied
I left the wire perched
He showed me how to love you
Live a life questioning who can i help today
Who can i love today
How can i show grace and mercy
Remember you were bought at a price and are loved
Not a political game, a simple i love you
Nothing expected in return
Only more gifts granted for obedience
A good leader learns to lead through obedience
The chasm
You were not sent to plunge the chasm
A cool tone, silent lips are a better leader than most
Let them know who you are
With shame forgotten, and lessons learned, respect is paid
Lay yourself down
You are your brother’s best man
Reflections of a catholics candle
You said you wanted love the most
You said your missing him the most
Am i host or but a ghost
Where does your blood call home?
98% drop out. Keep at it
If your good, you will have work
Daylight come, daphodilia daze
Ancient uttering a sacred praise
We live and breathe in a world of ancient discussion
We have not created a modern society for ourselves
Our roots go back to ancient times
The fair-hair mare
What a novice
A special banquet on a golden plain
A portion for the king
Bring down thunder hear the swears apportioned to the rightful heir
Candid practices tell me more
I want to see you love
Please can i hold it close
I need it now
I will
There is no big stuff
No argument to tear us apart
No word to draw a tear
No attitude to set a day on edge
Time is on our side, and ours to enjoy
Let it all flow
Let love settle and grow
Nature’s Lovers
To the nature, Lord of fire
Every man she did inspire
Mother nature Queen of ice
Everyone who loved her died
Caring mother, shamed whore
Both good and evil men she borned
Wind and fire, destroyed by water
Time was her favorite daughter
To end in death, forgotten laughter
Cross of martyr endless slaughter
Forgiven children dear departed.
Concerning present consumption of energy
There is a big movement towards finding an alternative energy source to power our current and future growing need for power. All the methods of deriving power through wires, manifolds, and other apparatus are far too complex, and filled with unnecessary complexities. The future of sustainable energy is not a question of new technology, but rather an ascention of culture.
Sometimes i write to see the ink leave the pen, other times to speak
Words hold all the power
They are key to the mystery
People fade like the grass
You can know, because you can think
These sounds weigh pounds
You will remember only what you want
If one knew everything, he would remain silent
The universe came as a traveller
Human health, the main concern
A reminder to believe, and time is fake
That is enough to sum it up to sum
He died to prove the same pursuit
Would lead a better world
To tend to those need tending
Simply because were here
If what your making is better than whats out there let it out
Remember this and always remember
Do not be fooled by a kiss
Take an honest bite and honest look
Does it bring out the best
If it does not, why is that?
Is love to blame or just yourself
Do not be shy and do not hide
They are out there and they love you the way you are
If its them you must fight, be kind, patient and smile
Bring honor to there majesty
You have learned so much, come so far
Bore the burden
Seen the cards
Laughed a bit
Left a tear
Met oneself
Walked out on fear
In just a few numbered years
Oh stem oh leaf
Inspired flower
Seen you every day sometimes every hour
To hear a voice believed out of power
Now I’ve forgotten and fruit turned sour
I could have simply tried harder
To fear
Frozen, kept in a frost
Clouded eye of way
Face you, overtaker
Be honest in my prayers
You stole my friends
Stole my days
Sucked them all away
Now i must face you overtaker
Forever cast you
Its not all for all to see
Candle light, days rest
When garden tended
Rise were stars and given true
When work and struggles life grandest pleasure
The world transforms how fortunate
after all one life was given
And chosen have we now
And choose again we will each day
Fear exists in the chest and head
And love is truly free
Amidst the question to all who listen
It perplexes
Hard like stone or mystics vexes
Beneath the sun we seek perfection to run around each to their messes
But in the end deemed it fair
That all would wonder a selfish share
Some chose folly others prayer
Though answers found, I’ve heard them rare
Pacify it would be out on the field
On my way home it then appeared
And with my perception cleared
Enjoyed all things i once feared
Formation reconstruction of patience everlasting
Settles statements aligns passions more random than dynamic
However fractal when divided, love is the constant
Fear of loss is perhaps the most debilitating sickness
JUST have a good day.
Sun sending seeds
Monsters fingers slowly creep, holding the mountains tightly
But sun always breaching through shows colors yellow blue
On tangerine and down the hill through mist a monster on the left he comes from the lake
Theres a way to let things go
Its not fair, but thats life
Let it all fall like a grain of sand back into the surf
night walk, sudden movement
Mice are lead under the moon
To keep watch of baker’s bread
A torn portrait borders faithful watchers and whispered myths of mystic diction
Cradled by a long-stood pillar
Lavish purple fishes
Cantered lemon kisses
Boyhood fostered memories
Cold remarks affliction
Ample reasons ready
For swimmers tiny eyelits
Quartered seasons prisons a restful incantation
Patient mortals on an ancient porch
Fair laid and blissful caverns are ellipses of the iris to bear
Simple wisdom a portal
Fortunes bastard children indirect relations misinformed passions kept secret resurrection
As days hours grow bleak and childish relics carefully are tucked away, lavender and black as pitch is night a cardinals path
Leagues of allies stored in memories deep, point to a savior, capitol magistrate.
you read, and think my thought
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Dating Oversights.
When your video activities console breaks down, it could be incredibly discouraging. David Slepkow has been actually practicing Legislation Considering that 1997 and also is actually certified in Rhode Isle (RI), Massachusetts (MA) as well as Federal Courtroom. For a mutual blunder to be void, after that the thing the events are actually wrong concerning should be actually product (importance included). Within this post I am actually visiting discuss a few of the most popular blunders individuals create when this relates to this essential location from personal advancement.
By avoiding these popular blunders you will promptly start ending up being a strong communicator as well as people will certainly begin valuing and admiring you a lot more. Some may be actually challenged through either judging one's self, or even others, for mistakes, or even by not being able to have possession from one's personal errors.
If you lied to your partner, invested way too much on the bank card, or carried out just about anything which inevitably resulted in the break-up, you ought to gain from your oversights. By preventing these oversights you can rapidly transform your below interaction and also thus modify the way individuals react to you. The 1st payment of the twelve component Merryll Mysteries created its United States debut in the springtime of 2008. Older movies that you may have viewed before, and now you get the chance to view them in Hd for the very first time.
When you may relinquish recent, let go of the sense of guilt connected with the blunder, and relinquish the fear that creating that blunder has actually triggered, you can easily reside in the present with even more satisfaction. An additional typical error that many individuals produce is actually to enter traits as well as certainly not be patient good enough. The largest mistake people create is assuming if something is actually concealed coming from sight, it can easily certainly not be accessed at all.
There are disastrous blunders that ruin a theory; yet there are actually likewise contingent ones, which serve in assessing the stability of a theory. Your next action is to observe just what you need to carry out in order to spot factors up and also remedy your error when you have actually made your apologies to the others involved. This's the exact reason errors hurt, to make sure that our team do profit from all of them as well as do not produce them repeatedly.
This challenge, featured here, is going viral since this is actually helped make quite a few smarty-pants feel like simpletons. You attract right into your life what you pay attention to. Dealing with your errors are going to not safeguard you coming from producing potential errors. Put a lot more information aspects out there to restore their leave if it produced individuals examine your expertise. When there is a material mistake concerning a material component of the agreement, the crucial function of the deal, there is actually the inquiry of the presumption of the threat. In some cases oversights are actually pretty small and also cause low harm or inconvenience.
When determining if they may, a major blunder initial time purchasers help make is centering on the month to month property settlement amount manage a particular residential property. Look for the weaker areas in your lifestyle such as restricting opinions that create you to earn blunders and after that attempt to alter these restricting activities, beliefs, and behaviors. Keep in mind that errors are certainly not indicators of weak spot or even awkwardness; recouping coming from them confirms resilience and perseverance. This's intriguing that any sort of propensity to judge or punish other people stems from our own desire to become mistake-free, our very own concern from mistakes.
After a ton of catastrophic-seeming oversights, I've pertained to discover that couple of mistakes are actually irreparable. Have this if you have actually transgressed. (As a matter of fact, if you have made a mistake, own that also.) Have the smash hit. The Birdman celebrity was actually introducing the nominees for Best Sustaining Actress in a Movie when he got to Octavia Spencer's name as well as stated she belonged to the movie 'Hidden Fences'. No matter what mistakes you produce, as well as you will definitely continue to make them, do not lose hope. Don't permit yourself be or even experience defeated.
However when I make the exact same blunder two times (and I accept, it occurs regularly than I will as if), that's when I am actually really tough on myself. However given that, in practice, nobody is actually foolproof, it is actually often necessary to change past celebrations so as to show that this or even that blunder was certainly not produced, or that this or even that imaginary victory actually happened.
Our team frequently uncover just what will do by finding out exactly what are going to not do; as well as possibly he which certainly never made a mistake never produced an invention. David Slepkow is actually a Rhode Island Separation Attorney concentrating in Separation, Family Law, Restraining Orders, DCYF, Adoptions, Paternity, Message Separation, Relocation, Youngster Wardship, visitation and support. For that reason, you have to get quotes coming from several providers to guarantee you are actually receiving the very best price.
The only oversight that could genuinely hurt you is deciding to not do anything merely given that you are actually too worried to create an error. If you can take care of to prevent bring in any of these five oversights outlined over, you'll be well installed to win back your ex-spouse sweetheart's heart ... and also reconstruct a delighted, nurturing partnership that is going to stand up the examination of time. But, one of the greatest explanations we confine ourselves from brand new knowledges is actually because-- although our company've all made and come through many from all of them-- we hate oversights.
The leading mistake supervisors make-and given that it is basically unconscious this's important to become tenderhearted along with our own selves and also each other-is to certainly not hear of, incorporate, allow, and own your very own authorization. When you loved this short article and you want to receive more information regarding yellow pages uk delivery jobs [levantarseysaliracorrer.info] i implore you to visit the web-site. Nonetheless, this is actually merely worsening the mistake you have actually produced in increasing up on a shedding profession by motivating you perform the very same factor next time you're in this posture. Actually, much of the oversights that mommies as well as dads help make are actually oversights helped make in an effort to obtain an unfair benefit.
In this article, I will definitely look at the development music innovation has made and how it creates music creating a lot easier. If you can make fun of your own self and also your unsuccessful efforts, you will certainly have the ability to stay in the positive electricity required to attempt once again or take the next step.Mistakes are actually generally certainly not tragic. I am which I am today due to the awesome lessons I gained from habits I once contacted blunders." I no longer see all of them as bad, bad or even crazy.
BLUNDER 4: Too many pictures and Show off computer animations- Photos as well as computer animation make your web site look appealing to the visitors. Spend some time to exercise the answers to these pair of concerns, and also mention them to your supervisor when you mention the oversight. I am actually describing organisation errors that were actually made mistakenly, whether it was something your staff did (or failed to) perform, or even this was one thing under your organization's accountability. When she indicated to inquire him about his nomination for the film Hidden Bodies, Jenna was interviewing Pharrell Williams at the Golden Globes on Sunday.
This implies mosting likely to the person who was affected through my blunder and possessing it. It also means, where necessary, owning the error openly as well. By the law from destination, we are going to create the exact same oversight time and time once again, until the repercussions injured so much that our company carry out pick up from this! Don't redo the same error two times; be sure to not just pick up from your oversights however apply procedures as well as have dialogues along with your group to ensure they do not take place once more.
This problem, featured listed below, is actually going virus-like given that it is actually made many smarty-pants believe that simpletons. You pull into your lifestyle just what you focus on. Thinking about your mistakes will definitely certainly not guard you from producing future blunders. If that created individuals examine your knowledge, put much more data points out certainly there to restore their rely on. When there is a material error about a material element of the arrangement, the crucial reason of the deal, there is the question of the assumption from the threat. In some cases mistakes are actually fairly slight and trigger minimal harm or even trouble.
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Class - critical analysis
Creating a Vox pop at first seemed easy and simple especially with the camera techniques, the fact both questions what their views are on class in the UK and what class they think they are. Made it easier to conduct the task as, questions class can be seen as a personal and controversial therefore devising our own question could have been time-consuming. In addition, the questions given are effective as it allowed the public to think about traditional class system and query how it has manipulated into the 21st century society especially inside the U.K, this then branches into ethnicity, perception, education and culture. Many participants in the vox pop linked class to income and family wealth “In less than twenty years our nation has become a place where the rich truly rule. At one-time wealth afforded prestige and power, but the wealthy alone did not determine our nation’s values.” (hooks, Where we Stand: class matters , 2000, p. viii) this supports that wealth can accommodate many advantages. Nonetheless, it was extremely difficult to find people from the public to come forward and express themselves particularly with these opinions. This can be because of the underlying biases and beliefs can seem ignorant and bigoted, as one man we politely asked declined and claimed that asking these questions “breached social security”. Due to this, during the vox pop we realised the people who came advancing were middle aged ‘white’ people but minorities from ethnic backgrounds declined, “everyday life. Many citizens of this nation, myself included, have been and are afraid to think about class. (Hooks, Where we Standards: Class matters , 2000)” this was an interesting pattern, because it could be seen as a behaviour response due to the difference of being a citizen verses native. “As a nation we have become passive, refusing to act responsibly toward the more than thirty-eight million citizens who live in poverty here and the working masses who labour long and hard but still have difficulty making ends meet.” (hooks, Where we stand: Class matters , 2000, p. viii) As it can stem from fact that minorities are in this particular class due to the U.K making it easier for social mobility rather than their own native country making it a once a life opportunity. Many people from ‘other’ background talked about living standard and currency difference between U.K and ‘other’ countries which can connote being wealthy/upper class in an ‘other’ country can mean you are middle class/comfortable lifestyle in the U.K “She believed the world the privileged had created was all unfair— all one big cheat; to get ahead one had to play the game.” Many peoples discussed how class still exists and is still prominent, as people still define themselves my class. “Often fear that challenging classism will be their downfall, that simply by expressing concern for the poor they will end up like them, lacking the basic necessities of life.” (hooks, where we stand: class matter , 2000, p. 3) This is supports the view that a disposable income along with living location. This can infer that having a disposable income can allow you to buy and do whatever you enjoy without feeling the emotion of making that money spent re-filled. Throughout the years’ other factors such as location, race etc. is greatly linked to class and cause pre-judgement of your class to look young and black is to not belong. Affluence, they believe, is always white.” (Hooks, Where we stand: Class matters , 2000, p. 3) Yet people talked still identify themselves due to their own views and beliefs such as having a “blue collar type job” and “having a mortgage” this is because these things are seen as rarity, privilege and difficult to achieve in 1st class developed countries. Furthermore, jobs that academics favour already have an association with wealth and power due to the schema society reproduces on the contrary they may be paid the same as a job which is connected to the working class’ Hilfiker believes: “In such a system the only way to mobilize social forces against poverty is to show how much money society would save by investing in poor neighbourhoods, alternatives to prison and preventative medical care. In other words, by a cost-benefit analysis of poverty. (Hooks, Where we stand: class matters, 2000, p. 12) What also created awareness is that many people would like to claim working class to prove a point that be wealthy does not mean you need to be born into it, that hard work as well as dedication can produce riches “take some pride in working class and moving up”, such as Lord Alan Sugar Propaganda in advertising and in the culture as a whole assures the poor that they can be one with those who are more materially privileged if they own the same products. It helps sustain the false notion that ours is a classless society. When these values are accepted by the poor they internalize habits of being that make them act in complicity with greed and exploitation (hooks, Where we stand: class matters , 2000, p. 24). Although according to history education and appearance is amalgamated with class, which is the same but different context in the 21st century as the media supports this Just as many of us were raised to stand in solidarity with the poor, we were raised to believe that the pursuit of wealth was dangerous, not because riches made one bad but because they could lead one down a path of self-interested pathological narcissism (Hooks, Where we stand: class matters , 2000)
Reference : Hooks, B. (2000) Where we Stand: Class Matters New York, London: Routledge
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