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smokestarrules · 1 year

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The double standard that will never fail to piss me off is how some parts of the fandom will happily criticize Amity’s past behavior and downplay her parents abuse but will get angry if you ever dare criticize Hunter’s terrible behavior. Dude almost got Amity killed two times in Eclipse Lake and explicitly threatened her girlfriend. But god forbid you ever bring that up while watching someone else bring up the stupid “Amity almost got Luz dissected” argument for the thousandth time that doesn’t actually hold any weight.

I know this isn't the point of your ask but I really do love it when people try to say Amity was going to assist in the murder and dissection of Luz in that episode, because it's just so clearly not the case at all. Like. At all.

Anyway. I do think, yeah, there's sometimes a bit of a double-standard that can be irritating. You can't force anyone to enjoy the same characters you yourself enjoy, but I understand the wince you can get when someone dislikes them so intensely that they're wrong about the characterization.

On the other hand, Hunter's actions should not be excused, but they can certainly be explained. So can Amity's. They're two sides of the same coin, explicitly paralleled in that way, and it is--odd to vehemently dislike one of them when you praise the other for the way they've risen above their abusive tendencies.

Most of the Hunter fans that I see are just "meh" on Amity, which is obviously fine. I'm personally just "meh" on Hunter. I think it's mostly Those Shippers that tend to villainize her, and that's when you just block :) curate your own internet experience! It's so much nicer when you do.

#also I don't just mean regular-ass l/unter shippers I cant personally understand the ship but you do you #but there are some who are very Defensive about amity bc of it and thats a shame.#anyway sorry for the rant lmao #I find this sort of thing fascinating #toh #amity blight #hunter #hunter noceda #smokey answers #anonymous

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bonefall · 2 months

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I personally like Thunder's prosthetic. Explained it to my friend (who does use a mobility device, a cane and wheelchair, and listens to me rant and infodump about BB) and they agreed, it's important to know that not every person needs what someone wants to give them. It's another example of "bad ableist person does a thing that hurts a disabled person because they are bad and ableist".

Clear Sky got Jagged Peak killed and would have killed Sunlit Frost! He would absolutely force his disabled son to be "normal" and present it like a privilege. "I wouldn't do this for anyone else, it's special, why don't you want to be helped?"

Thunder Storm should toss it in Clear Sky's face. (I would say toss it into the river but we do not pollute waterways in this house)

Thank you for telling me this, and tell your friend I'm thanking them too! If they have anything else to add please forward what they have to say

Since BB!DOTC tackles some of the heaviest topics in the entire series because its canon equivalent is so dark, I think very carefully about what I do here and how I show it. I take feedback on its sensitive aspects very seriously. If I'm understanding the criticism properly, it's that I should avoid stigmatizing prosthetics by making sure Thunder Storm's not the only one with it-- which he's not! And I'll add even more.

I don't want to avoid something only because it's uncomfortable if the topic is important, and my portrayal is respectful. Ableism IS uncomfortable! There are some situations where a prosthetic is not wanted! I think the rejection of this particular one is both a good opportunity to show a type of ableism and ALSO is very fitting for the characters.

In BB!Clear Sky's mind, the villain, he's fixing an old mistake. He can't admit that he got Jagged Peak killed or take REAL accountability for it (though he will, occasionally, apologize insincerely), but deep in his bones, he knows what he did was cruel. He'll never tell anyone this because he doesn't really cognate it himself, but Thunder Storm NEEDS to take his gift.

If Thunder doesn't take it, it blows a hole in his newest story. You see, throwing Jagged Peak out was All That Could Have Been Done back then. It was a Tragedy and he simply Made A Hard Choice. He regrets it very much, But You Have To Understand.

But now? Now? Well, behold. Look at what he's accomplished since the tragic death of his little brother. His cats are well-fed, cared for, and stable enough to make such incredible advancements. If only Jagged Peak had been able to hold on longer, if only he could be here now, I could fix him.

Just like I can (MAKE YOU JUST LIKE ME) fix you.

"Everything I've ever done is for Jagged Peak. For Fluttering Wing. For you." Thunder Sky is SPECIAL, but if he rejects any gift, tries to turn down the "privileges" offered to him, in an instant that becomes ungratefulness and arrogance. He both forces him to be special, and then leverages it against him if it's rejected. "Spoiled brat, doesn't appreciate what I've worked so hard to give him."

It all goes back to him and his own guilt. He can NEVER be wrong. He can't accept his family doesn't have to be "normal" or reflect his own ability. He won't see himself as a bully, let alone a murderer. It was never about his son's comfort or finding out what Thunder Storm wants or needs, it was about his own ego.

...All that said I'm still taking feedback if there's anything else I should keep in mind, or if anyone has a counter point, especially if you also have experience here.

(In the interest of having a link trail for posterity, here's the critique/call for feedback this is in response to)

#ALSO also I will take suggestions on other characters who should have prosthetics #Sunlit makes sense and it will make a really nice character moment later for him to have one built #There's also an amputee in RiverClan few people talk about called Stonestream #I can give him one and bump him up into a bigger character. In BB he is the sibling of Willowshine #BB!DOTC #better bones au #Also just as a side note... I love writing BB!Skystar. My ire for the character comes from his redemption arc so I feel like I get to--#--write the character I WANTED to see #Same with Bramble in other BB arcs #cw ableism #tw ableism #ableism #They're fascinating in that they always have to see themselves as the victim or the hero #They believe every lie they tell.#If you ever catch them in a contradiction they will still try to find some way to turn it on you and YOUR lack of understanding.#Interestingly both of them are ableist. Sky's is just more obvious because he's LOUDLY bigoted.#But BB!Bramble is *notably* less close to Jay for a very sad and very subtle reason.#Jay just doesn't serve his ego like the others do until much later in his life.#unfortunately most bigotry is like that.#the type you have a hard time calling out because it's a deniable bias. the constant gaslighting of being part of a marginalized group #Maybe I need to address the criticism by adding a character with a prosthetic to THIS arc even earlier #Problem is that like... Thunder's small merc group is already full of disabled characters and their THING is forming in response to ableism #OH maybe I'll put someone in the Forest Cat group which is lead by Slash?#I need to finish that last book and then gather up all the cats for sorting into allegiances

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tennessoui · 2 years

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Miss Kit, if you’re still taking prompts. How about “You love me, right?” for AU where Mafia boss Anakin corrupts Obi-Wan.

hi hi hi!!! so this was a bit weird to write because the au in question is really like 1-2 posts (i know there's an original but i can only find the follow up) which means it was a lot of building!!! which was cool but also that means this is actually 2.5k rip

anyway this is an au where basically young detective obi-wan is sent undercover to infiltrate mob boss anakin's criminal organization and he's successful but he falls in love with anakin in the classic 'got too deep and can't get out' thing. at least anakin loves him and loves corrupting him. (this is dark--duh--and age reversal, so obi-wan is 23 and anakin is 39.)

sorta a reverse pbatmb but not because i think there are really fascinating differences between the stories but it is a dark mob boss story with flipped mob bosses, so it's a LITTLE reverse pbatmb lol

anyway

(2.4k)

It isn’t surprising that Anakin is waiting for him, not really. He’d probably had him tailed to the police station and back again. He might even have told his man to kill Obi-Wan should he not exit the building within fifteen minutes.

After all, letting Obi-Wan run away once was about proving a point. Twice just looks bad.

So he’s not surprised that upon stepping into the lobby of Anakin’s restaurant, his elbow is caught by one of the men. “Vader wants ya,” Ahsoka tells him. She sounds grim.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” Obi-Wan replies. Maybe it’s because he feels—free. Maybe it’s because he feels confused and like he’s swallowed a ball of lead that transformed itself into a hornet’s nest upon contact with his stomach. He shrugs Ahsoka’s hand off. “I know where to go.”

Ahsoka doesn’t say anything, but she does sneer. She didn’t like him much before she found out he was a rat. She especially didn’t like him after he ran that first time, no matter that at the time he’d thought he was running for his life. She probably didn’t think his life was worth the trouble he’d caused.

They’re both lucky Vader thinks differently.

“Watch your step,” she tells him like it’s a threat, at the base of the grand staircase that leads to the second floor. Ostensibly, there’s more dining up there for anyone in want of a table at a hot, fancy, popular restaurant with countless awards. Realistically, Obi-Wan knows that the second floor of the restaurant is where Anakin conducts his business.

His other business.

“Thank you,” Obi-Wan replies, pausing on the third step to look down. It’s the events of the past twenty-four hours that make his tongue loosen in a way that only Anakin has ever rewarded him for. “He says you’re jealous.”

Ahsoka’s eyes flash in the low light as she takes a step closer. She’d been about to retake her spot at the front, the guard dog of Vader’s mob. “What.”

Obi-Wan steps down until he’s only one step higher than her. It makes them almost the same height. “He says you’re jealous,” he repeats. “Ani does.”

Obi-Wan never calls Anakin Ani, not unless he’s been told to by the man in scenarios where it helps both of them with their covers: Anakin as someone to underestimate. Obi-Wan as someone to write off. It works now too for a vastly different reason. The only one allowed to call Anakin by his first name is Obi-Wan himself. Not even Ahsoka, his apprentice, can.

“I’m not,” Ahsoka snaps. She grips the bannister so hard that her knuckles turn white.

“Really?” Obi-Wan asks. “Because, well. I was an undercover cop, he caught me, he still kept me, and then I slashed his face, I ran away, and when I came back he still welcomed me with open arms. But you—he broke your finger for bungling the shipment I told Windu about. I’d be jealous too, in your place.”

Ahsoka tries to take a second step up, be on level with Obi-Wan, but he stops her with a hand raised and placed on her neck. “Now, now,” he says. “Vader wants to see me.”

Anakin’s apprentice snarls but lets him go. She always has to let him go because Anakin loves him. Anakin wants him.

“One day, someone’s going to show you your place, Ben,” Ahsoka takes a step back, a strategic retreat.

“I know my place, ma’am,” Obi-Wan says in Ben’s accent, soft and unassuming, framed and workshopped off of Vader’s own speech patterns because the linguist the police hired had thought it would breed familiarity. “Similar to yours, it’s beneath Anakin. Mine just comes with more perks.”

He loves me for one, he doesn’t say. He doesn’t particularly want to shove a crowbar into Anakin’s relationship with his apprentice. Not because he doesn’t think Anakin would forgive him for it, but because it sounds more complicated than it’s worth. Ahsoka will adjust. Anakin will make sure of it.

He doesn’t love you, an unwelcome voice murmurs in the back of his head. The memory is fresh. Mace Windu, senior detective, had said that not even an hour ago, clutching Obi-Wan’s resignation letter tightly in both hands. Parting words that had landed like a grenade in his mind, even as he tried to shake it off.

Has anyone ever? He’d shot back, eyes drawn without his express permission to stare heavily at the sheriff’s closed door. Qui-Gon had refused to see him. His own father—he makes one choice he doesn’t approve of, slips and stumbles in a situation his father sent him into, and suddenly Qui-Gon Jinn never adopted a boy.

He’d left the station soon after, but not before Detective Windu hda fired a parting shot: I’d hate to see you spend the rest of your life catering to your daddy issues.

Obi-Wan hadn’t even really thought about the words, what they meant, not until he’s walking through the open doors of the second floor to see Anakin lounging in a firm chair at the head of a table. The table is laid heavy with food: fruit, cold meats, cheeses, pasta, salads, oysters.

All of it untouched. Some of it Obi-Wan had admitted to never trying, some of it he’d told him were his favorittes.

Anakin smiles when he sees him, dropping the knife he’d been spinning around in his fingers to hold out a hand as he shifts his body, readjusts to rest his chin on his fist. “Welcome home, baby. Happy retirement.”

Obi-Wan gets halfway from the entrance of the room to Anakin before he stops. He doesn’t mean to. He’d been ready and willing and eager to climb into the older man’s lap, kiss him dirty, lick down the pink scar over his eye that Obi-Wan had given him. But—he can’t shake Mace Windu’s words. Men like Skywalker can’t love. You’ve found yourself in the eye of a hurricane, but storms move quick.

It had been his mentor’s last piece of advice for him, before his feelings and disappointment had turned his words into insults and petty blows.

Men like Skywalker can’t love.

“Baby?” Anakin sits up straight, head cocked slightly as he studies him. “Did they give you trouble? Quitting a job isn’t illegal. You gave them two weeks and everything. Well, I did. But you were there. You were quite…enthusiastic.”

Obi-Wan swallows and can feel a blush burn down his face and across his cheeks. He remembers the terms of which Anakin had called into the police department, asked to speak to Obi-Wan’s supervisor, and smugly told them that as Obi-Wan’s new employer, he was phoning to let them know that Obi-Wan was giving a two-weeks notice, but that they had talked about it, and Anakin would allow him to finish up on any current assignment he was working on.

The assignment Obi-Wan had been working on was, of course, infiltrating Anakin’s criminal organization while undercover as a lackey from out of town named Ben.

Obi-Wan had, at the time of the call, been on his knees beneath Anakin’s desk.

“Come here, Benny,” Anakin purrs. Obi-Wan has never liked that nickname, not since the very first time the mobster had called him it, and he thinks he probably knows.

He’d studied Anakin, right, before he’d gone under. He knows that Anakin still sometimes calls him Ben on purpose because Obi-Wan can never stop the flash of guilt he feels at having started a relationship with Anakin before the older man knew who he really was. He knows Anakin uses it against him. He knows Aanakin probably can’t even help it.

It still stings. Many things do, in their relationship. But Anakin kisses the hurts better every time. He’s the only person who has ever said he loved Obi-Wan and then—then actually tried to make good on the promise.

Obi-Wan’s mouth is dry, but he has to ask. “You—you love me, right?”

Anakin blinks at him and lounges back in his seat to look at him consideringly. His hand drops down onto his thigh. Like this, the man looks more Vader than Anakin, and it makes Obi-Wan shiver. No one in the precinct actually, really thought Anakin Skywalker had dual personalities, and perhaps Obi-Wan should know better than everyone else. But he doesn’t.

Sometimes Anakin looks at him and all he can see is Vader in his eyes, the way his hands are rougher on Obi-Wan’s form, the short staccato sentences and the resting frown that even Obi-Wan cannot kiss away. Vader is…territorial. There has never been a single meeting that Obi-Wan has attended where Anakin looks like Vader that he has not attended in the man’s lap. It’s not as if Anakin is lightyears better or anything, still as possessive, jealous, but sweeter too.

Obi-Wan doesn’t know what these differences mean. He isn’t sure Anakin would elaborate if asked.

And a part of Obi-Wan—a part of Obi-Wan simply does not care. Not if both—one—either—whatever—not if Anakin, whoever Anakin is at any given moment, wants him. Loves him.

“Do I love you?” Anakin repeats. It’s an embarrassing question, all things considered. It reeks of every insecurity Obi-Wan has ever harbored in his soul. And even though most of them have been teased out by the man in front of him, dissected and examined, the words still bruise to hear spoken so lowly in the air. “Come here, Obi-Wan.”

This time, Obi-Wan goes, closing the distance between them quickly. Before he can scramble into his lover’s arms, the man stands up so that their fronts brush against each other.

It feels far too close and not close enough, and Anakin must agree because his arm brushes against the backs of his thighs and pushes up in the universal sign to jump. Obi-Wan does, wrapping his arms around his neck for further balance.

Anakin catches him with ease. Obi-Wan’s only twenty-three, not yet grown into his shoulders, so he’s fairly light to carry, but it helps that Anakin is almost forty, all broad shoulders and height and muscle put on from a life of fighting.

“Why else would I have taken such an interest in you, sweet baby Ben?” Anakin croons as he lays him down on a couch meant for reclining with after-dinner drinks. Mostly the couch is where Anakin fucks him if he doesn’t want to wait to get back to his apartments. “Take you in, off the streets, a stripper who punched my best friend in the face because he was flirting with a girl?”

“She was half his age,” Obi-Wan mutters, turning his face up and away. He’s never going to apologize for it, even if it hadn’t been how he was supposed to make contact with Anakin’s mob in the first place.

Anakin hums and catches his jaw. “Hm. Point is, baby, why else would I have let you get so close to me, wearing all my pretty things, ignoring all the alarms in my head saying you knew me too well, too fast, if I didn’t love you?” His hand tightens and Obi-Wan gasps out.

He’d read the files on Anakin. He’d read every Business Insider article. He’d read everything he could get his hands on. Of course he’d known so many things about the man. That had been his only job. Get close to Anakin Skywalker.

Task succeeded.

Anakin Skywalker’s lips trail from his cheekbone down and then up again, to the edge of his temple. Obi-Wan knows what he’s going to say before he says it. “Why else would I let you into my bed, if I didn’t love you? Why would you be the only person allowed to see the twins whenever you want if I didn’t love you? Why else would I be so terribly upset to find you in this very room, in this very position with one of my men, if I didn’t love you?”

Obi-Wan tries to move, to thrash and shiver and run his hands over Anakin in return but somewhere between laying him down and now, the man has caught his wrists in one of his big hands while the other runs up and down Obi-Wan’s torso.

The man—Maul—had followed Obi-Wan one night to a meeting with Detective Secura. He’d overheard everything, had known Ben to be a rat, but he hadn’t confronted him about it for two days. He’d waited until he could get him alone, in this room. Obi-Wan had been sitting at the table, sipping water, knowing he couldn’t eat until Anakin returned from his drop-off.

Maul had threatened him. Threatened to tell the mob, threatened to tell Anakin. Obi-Wan had been confronted with the thought of losing Anakin or losing his cover and he hadn’t reacted well. He’d known exactly how long it would take Anakin to get back, so he’d stalled until the last minute before offering himself to Maul in exchange for his silence.

He’d seen the looks. He’d known he wouldn’t be turned down.

He’d also known Anakin would kill Maul if he found him on top of him. Which he had. To both.

“Why would I forgive you after, if I didn’t love you, sweet thing?” Anakin murmurs, mouth still pressed to his temple. “Why would I forgive you for trying to fuck another man into silence, for lying to me about your name, for hurting me and leaving me, if I didn’t love you?”

Obi-Wan whimpers. Anakin’s hand has migrated to his throat and he’s putting so much pressure on it. He’s hurting him. He’ll probably never hurt him as much as Obi-Wan hurt him. Maul had managed to accuse Obi-Wan as being a rat before he’d died. Anakin, fearsome and covered in blood, had turned to him with one golden eyebrow raised.

Obi-Wan had tried to flee. For some reason, that had been the moment Anakin had become enraged. He’d tackled Obi-Wan to the floor. They’d fought, Obi-Wan has a scar on his palm still, long and deep. He’d grabbed the knife Anakin had slit Maul’s throat with with his open palm flipped it to his other hand, and cut out at Anakin’s face. The move had gotten him off him, just long enough for him to run.

“If I didn’t love you, baby, why would I have gone to find you? Why would I have made it so very clear that your place was by my side? Why would I have given you the choice to come back or stay away forever? Do you think I often give rats those sorts of choices?”

Obi-Wan shakes his head. It hadn’t taken him long. Anakin, that is. He’d found him hiding in his apartment—Obi-Wan’s, not Ben’s. Obi-Wan had come home from a shift to see Anakin lounging on his sofa, reading through one of his favorite books, skin around his right eye carefully bandaged.

It hadn’t taken Obi-Wan long either, to decide. Anakin hadn’t even gotten out of the building before Obi-Wan had made his choice. He hadn’t—he hadn’t wanted to leave Anakin. The man had said he loved him. He hadn’t—he hadn’t wanted to be without his love again, he’d do whatever necessary.

“I’m not a rat,” Obi-Wan gasps, and the hand around his neck loosens as Anakin takes his hand away to look down at him in interest.

“Oh?” he asks. “What are you then?”

“Your baby,” he breathes, eyes falling to half-lids as he adjusts their bodies so that they’re as close together as possible.

“Mm,” Anakin agrees, leaning down to bite gently at the skin of Obi-Wan’s bottom lip before letting go. “Guess I’m just wondering then. I think the real question should be…does my baby love me?”

Obi-Wan lets his eyes fall completely shut as he tilts his head up in silent demand for a proper kiss.

After all, Anakin has a point. The answer should be obvious.

#asks #prompt fill #obikin #dark fic #also absolutely anakin knew from like almost the very beginning #like obi-wan gets taken to see him and he's just too 'recently trained and aware of the peopel around him'#to really be ben from his cover story #so he's fascinated but suspicous and he finds out fairly quickly #but wants to know how he can twist and bend this young and desperate to be loved and desperate to please man #he really does love him in his own way #but he also really enjoys playing mind games with him #and he will always keep the upper hand #i think the most interesting thing between pbatmb and this #is the anakin/vader split that is sort of there but not really but not NOT #and of course baby obi-wan vs baby anakin is just worlds apart #this obi-wan wuld never really take pleasure in the direct killing #but he was ready to engineer a sittuation to make anakin kill maul #idk i obviously need a tag for this i just typed 2.4k but idk what to call it rip #vaderwan #i guess #playmaker au

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chiropteracupola · 1 year

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tagged in this thing by @gniew777! thanks!

last song: abigail by chatham rabbits - I'm still hunting down songs to compile a playlist that specifically evokes oak savanna summertimes* and every time I find a song that I think will be perfect it turns out to be textually about kentucky or something. it's still a good song though.

currently watching: finished castlevania recently and haven't decided where I'd like to go next. maybe hilda??

currently reading: still working through my ridiculous quest to download all of mainseries animorphs into my head at painful speeds (we are partway into book 35 at the moment) and also idly picking at rosemary sutcliff's 'the sword and the circle' since it's nicely pocket-sized and thus portable.

current obsession: as previously stated, you may have noticed my animorphs problem. and also the flintlock fortress project is still chewing at the inner walls of my skull like unto a squirrel trapped in my braincase. so there's that.

and I shall tag... @dxppercxdxver, @natdrinkstea, @sailorpants, @graveyardrabbit, @cytocutie, @what-even-is-sleep, @fluentisonus, @cedarboots, if you'd like to share?

#one of those tag things #*california musical tradition is fascinating to me because if there is a genre or style that focuses on this I Do Not Know of it at all.#there are most certainly Location-Based Musical Traditions here but I find that the ones that are most codified in my head are quite urban #whether that's older music that's got a specifically san francisco sense of place or more modern stuff in other very specific spots #and what more folk-adjacent stuff there is does not exactly feel grounded in the landscape in the way that I'm looking for #anyway [interlude of harmonica squawks in the redwood grove] I have got to write more strongly set California Fictions as well #every so often my excitement about a really specific sort of landscape comes bursting out of my chest like an alien :/#and I am very particular about what media is able to properly put the alien back in and reinstall my ribs over it for another few months #...this metaphor may have gotten out of hand.

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uncanny-tranny · 2 years

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There's this stereotype that female/female (platonic) intimacy isn't seen as queer, but I think that can also apply to male/male (platonic) intimacy.

Both female/female and male/male intimacy is considered non-queer or less queer if it doesn't cross a boundary. For female/female intimacy, the boundary seems to be that once the intimacy becomes too emotional, it is seen as queer. For male/male intimacy, it's sometimes the opposite, so that if the intimacy is too physical, it's seen as queer. Additionally for male/male intimacy, it isn't enough that it isn't too physical, but also that there must be an air of irony in the performance of intimacy.

I think this can offer an interesting insight as to how queer relationships are seen - that female/female (or perceived female/female) relationships are emotional, and that male/male (or perceived male/male) relationships are considered physical.

#lesbian #gay #bi #bisexual #queer #lgbt #lgbtq #this isn't a hard and fast rule... just an observation #sorry i saw a video that sort of made me realize how i felt about percieved queerness and male/male platonic intimacy #(i use female/female and male/male not to indicate sex. i just thought the wordage would flow better than girl/girl boy/boy)#i just find the whole thing fascinating as a gay guy LOL #but it also does impact me so i have some personal use for it #i wanted to make this post last night but i made it today and i had to pause my mario kart game because the Need Was Too Great

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aroaceleovaldez · 1 year

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What cabin are you in? (If you are a demigod, and Greek)

I usually say Athena for what I'm sure you can fathom are obvious reasons [gestures to entire blog], though one could probably equally argue Apollo and I would accept that.

I do also rarely as a joke say Trivia (Hecate's Roman "equivalent") purely because in a discord server I'm in that has godly parent roles we used to do Riordanverse trivia nights and I just kept winning.

Now which group (CHB, CJ, rogues [Hunters, Amazons, misc], Magicians, Einherjar, Valkyries, etc etc) I would be affiliated with is a different question, and a very good one that I feel is very underappreciated, but I will save that silliness for another time.

#riordanverse #pjo #ask #totallynots8tan #''equivalent'' in quotations because as i have already spoken to the historical translation of deities across cultures is not one-to-one #and is more conflation usually than a direct translation/adoption #but that is perhaps over-complicating things for this question i just find it a fascinating topic of discussion because i am a nerd #ergo: see my responses ^#i do cabin ''vibe checks''/assignments sometimes for friends/friends of friends on occasion so this is actually a topic i find fascinating #i still need to figure out a good way to make a quiz version of that which doesn't involve manual sorting #but i'd need to find a branching quiz format for it to work because i verily overcomplicate it #and without the manual sorting i'd probably need like 20 more pages of questions to appropriately parse data through those branches

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artastic-friend · 5 months

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As someone who has a heartattack whenever there's a big spider in my room, I agree with your family that you're insane for having that many spiders oh my god... and one by your bed????? What???? Insane!!

But as a fellow creature enjoyer, I'm in awe of your dedication. I too would have a bunch of lil guys in my room if I could. I would have all the little guys you are living the life over there with all your little guys! You're winning at Creachurs!! Amazing!!!

BAHABHFB

Thank you!! I love my creechurs!

See, I just am so in love and obsessed with spiders that they are just adorable little kitties for me ^^ I just have a bunch of itty bitties! They just make me so happy!

Hopefully one day you can get yourself some creetures that make you just as happy! :O

#i find that if you get a strong love for a thing you can find anywhere- like bugs- then you are literally set for life #as it will just make you so happy when you see one :D #I love all sorts of things #basically any arthropod is a fav already #also almost all crustaceans (sadly not too interested in barnacles)#i love mollusks!!! they are so funky fresh!#oh and worms!!!!!#also amphibians and reptiles!! especially snakes!!! gorsh i love themmmm #and then there's deer lmao 💀 they are sorta the odd one out in my list of fascinations

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anglerflsh · 2 years

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Hey! Is it alright if you share some sources or anything for more information about Paranormal Hunting? It's a really interesting topic and I'm quite new to it.

hi! This specific topic is one I can't unfortunately gives many specific sources for - the books I read about it are all in italian and very region-specific to where I live - but I can say that there are a lot of interesting video essays and series on the topic online! Aside from the funny shows (like the Watcher's ghost hunting series), many are also historically educational (just to mention one, Kaz Rowe has a video essay on youtube about the History of Ghost Hunting that I really liked) I would however say that some sources can be quite bad- be mindful of the way they speak about certain practices like African diaspora religions or Native practices and beliefs, and of people hiding conspiracy theory in stories and testimonies or championing for anti-science beliefs in the middle of talking about ghosts.

#to be clear: I'm a lot more partial to Witch Hunting because I find the historical relevancy of it quite fascinating #and I'd say it is sort of different from Paranormal/demon/ghost hunting in practice and information depsite the principle being the same #like. A lot of knowing about ghost/demon hunting is also knowing about the physics theorised behind it while witch hunting is more history #Also I consider myself a skeptic with paranormal things - and I care more for demonology than finding ghosts - I just think it's fun #asks #anonymous #infodump

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