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radiant-reid · 1 year

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Hi cate, i rlly love your writing. I was wondering if you could di a blurb in virgin!reader relentlessly teasing Spence about how he probably isn’t even that good at sex and is probably small and he proves her wrong pls pls pls its been on my mind for so long😵‍💫

THIS !! but it's him ^^ because his short fuse is 10/10 also i didn't write this as virgin reader, because i wanted it to be rough, I hope that's okay <3

By the time truth or dare is being played, you're drunk, with enough shots and cocktails in your system that you're bold enough to say just about anything.

You're standing around a high table, holding the bench to avoid swaying too much, when Luke suggests truth or dare. Tara jumps in on it, and before anyone can stop to think about consequences or too much personal information being shared about co-workers, all of you are playing.

"Spencer, truth or dare?" Luke asks him, a few rounds in.

"Truth." He takes the seemingly easier option.

"What's your body count?" He asks with a grin, mostly because it earns a giggle from Penelope.

Spencer frowns. "Like people I've killed?" He clarifies.

"People you've slept with." JJ corrects after all of you laugh.

"Oh, like five. Wait, six." He counts, less concentrated after some whiskey.

You snort loudly, only aware you have a varying opinion from everyone else when all eyes are on you. "What? Do you guys seriously think he's had sex with more than one person?" You stare at him, profiling him. "Maybe two, tops."

"Damn, kid," Rossi speaks first, everyone else too gobsmacked to say anything. "You don't pull any punches."

Luke hoots with laughter. "She's calling you out, man."

When you brave a glance at Spencer, he doesn't look embarrassed. He just looks pissed, jaw clenched, and eyes narrowed, and you're not going to deny it, but it's attractive.

You're determined to push him further. "It's probably small too." You add, holding up your hands two inches apart.

That only increases the volume of everyone howling with laughter, and it gives Spencer the chance to lean down and whisper in your ear. "Second door on the left of the right hallway, five minutes." He says abruptly, voice lower than usual.

You're too stunned to say anything, and something about how magnetic he is attracts you to go. So in four minutes, you're excusing yourself to the bathroom.

He's already in the bedroom when you get there, arms crossed over his chest. Clearly, his anger didn't dissipate.

"Hey, Spence." You greet him casually, closing the door behind you. "Bring me in here to prove to me that it's tiny?"

"Shut up." He tells you, stepping closer until your toes are almost touching. "Just shut the fuck up."

The next words out of your mouth surprise you more than they surprise him. He is a profiler, after all. "Make me." You say.

His lips are so close to you that it takes a millisecond for him to be kissing you, practically shoving his tongue down your throat. His hands are all over your face, pulling you closer to him with his large fingers wrapped around the base of your neck. It's sloppy and wet, and really fucking hot.

It's a flurry to get your clothes off, both of you pulling apart after a long, passionate kiss, your thoughts tracking to the same place. They lay discarded on the floor as he pushes you onto the mattress, wasting no time getting inside you.

"Fuck, you must have watched some porn because you know what you're doing." You tease, made a little bit more difficult with his deep thrusts.

He growls against your neck. "Real-life experience, sweetheart." He whispers before biting at your skin.

"Don't- fuck- believe you." You retort.

"Can't even argue with me without moaning, huh?" Spencer asks before tutting, "pathetic." You wiggle closer, rolling your hits with him. "Like right now, I can tell you need more."

You scoff, but it's more of a moan. "Are you going to give it to me then?"

Spencer picks your thighs up, wrapping them over his shoulder and thrusting even deeper inside of you. "God, if I knew it would be this easy to shut you up, I would have done this a long time ago."

"You just never had the balls." You tell him.

"Got them now, don't I?" He reminds you, slamming into you. You can feel yourself getting closer, and he knows it too by your clenching around him. "Want to cum?" He offers.

You nod frantically. "Please." You babble. It's desperate, but when he fucks you so well, you can't help it.

"Tell me it's big." He demands.

"Fuck, Spencer, it's big. I'm sorry, it's so big, and you're really good at this." You say quickly, not wanting him to move the goalpost on your orgasm.

His fingers quickly circle your clit, and you're coming in no time, triggering his release on your stomach when he pulls out.

"So?" He asks once he's flopped down on the bed next to you. "Was it actually okay?"

"Phenomenal." You assure him, dragging your finger through his cum on your skin. "I'm eating my words."

He chuckles at your idiom. "You're cute, you know?" He tells you sincerely and affectionately. "I can make you eat more of your words if you like."

You nod. "I would like that."

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid smut #criminal minds #criminal minds smut

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19burstraat · 6 months

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proving kaz is a tidemaker, even tho it's not canon and shouldn't be, but I'm gonna argue for it anyway

I already made this post ages ago and now this has been in my drafts for even longer, I just unearthed it... but I'm making it again, more in depth, bc I didn't hit on everything I wanted to last time. obviously this isn't canon bc the point of kaz is he's Just Some Guy and how that really really pisses off more powerful people, and I think that's definitely best, Kaz NEEDS to be otkazat'sya for his function in the story... but if you ever wanted to prove it in a fic, shit is EASY. (I am vaguely considering how it might work out in a fic. we'll see. I've done stuff that couldn't/I wouldn't want to be canon before with my jordie-lives fic, so...) I'll mostly talk in the context that he'd be a tidemaker bc I feel like that's the conclusion a lot of this comes to, but some of the points are more generalised.

obviously the basic argument everyone makes for this is that the reason kaz was able to get back to shore from reaper's barge is bc, subconsciously or not, as a tidemaker he could control the currents to help him, since that's one of the most basic tidemaker powers. in the harbour scene, he notices that the tide has moved to work against him, but it doesn't seem to prove much of a problem; he attributes it to his new will to survive, but... Well. Kaz is exceptionally good at withholding information, even in his own POV.

grisha not using their powers become ill or weaker; kaz isn't really physically ill but he has an element of the underfed and sallow about him that's generally attributed to living in the barrel.

kaz is also ESPECIALLY horrified by the state of mikka, the tidemaker under the influence of jurda parem at the start of SOC; this is attributed to his past trauma and his dislike for things he can't rationally explain, which, yeah, but he is thrown in a way we don't really see again for the rest of the series. he instantly thinks of jordie, and it's maybe the one time he succumbs to superstition in the whole series.

the obvious explanation for how kaz knew that coffee extract and paraffin hid the scent/evidence of grisha is that he's very clearly involved in smuggling (jesper mentions how coffee grounds were used when packing smuggled jurda shipments) but the second explanation,,, is that he uses them himself. he comes up with the solution with IMMENSE speed and he just like, has the coffee extract around. ok, sure, not that hard to get hold of, but still. and coffee gets mentioned in relation to him at least a few times, most noticeably the 'bitter coffee eyes' thing inej uses, which is amusingly romanticised, but also... inej why do you associate coffee w kaz... something you've noticed abt him?

(but then, you wonder why he didn't suggest this to jesper previously; the answer I'm sure he would give you is he did, when it was a problem. before that it wasn't a problem and jesper was doing fine at staying hidden on his own)

the gloves can also add to this one, since they presumably at least cover his wrists and therefore his pulse somewhat, though obviously that's not their main function.

recovers with startling speed from nearly drowning at the ice court; matthias has to get his breathing going again but he's almost immediately fine after. I know yk, heist fantasy book, gotta keep going, but still

kaz is almost completely correct about the methods, powers of, and appearances of the council of tides (one single thing, the method of hiding their faces, is wrong.) impressive, no...? he is also shockingly apathetic in the face of their threats; they fill his lungs up with water and he just coughs it up and then is like "lol" immediately after. this is funny no matter what the fact of the matter (major general of the idgaf war) but the fact his link to them is left hanging is also a thread that could be easy to pick up. I think it would be hilarious if he was secretly in the council, but I won't stretch it that far bc they clearly don't like him lmao, that would have to be a proper AU.

in the dregs, kaz has a corporalki (nina) and a materialki (jesper) but no etheralki. wouldn't it be prudent to recruit one, if he could find one? or maybe he doesn't need one. if he already has one around, for an emergency of emergencies... for a rainy day... (ha ha)

the way kaz's trauma is often described as manifesting, is with the rising of the harbour waters; so it's pretty reasonable to suggest that in suppressing that, he'd also, inadvertently or not, suppress any kind of tidemaker/etheralki impulse or power. possibly he can't even tell the difference between the two, or they're so tangled up he can't really separate them anymore, which is why he doesn't so much as even think to attempt to use it. still, if this was the case I think improvement with one would not necessarily improve the other, or vice versa. kaz hypothetically using grisha power he'd had suppressed would not magically make his touch aversion go away, I think that'd be weird, and I'd not want his PTSD to be passed off as solely being the sickness from not using grisha power, that's reductive as hell. but I can see them certainly being two things very much intertwined.

we don't know a lot about grisha who are native to kerch, but assumedly he'd not have had much cause to use it in his childhood, on a farm somewhere inland, so most, if not all, of his experience with using it would likely be irretrievably tied to ketterdam and jordie so no wonder he just wouldn't use it. I don't think he'd even see it as feasible. perhaps it would be a very very final resort, but he'd never let it get to that point, he'd always want to try something else first. and anyway, he'd not be trained.

the sankt vladimir story is also thematically quite close to Kaz; holding back the harbour waters until he's finally too exhausted and lets it drown him. I like this regardless of this analysis actually it's a good comparison. patron saint of the drowned and unlikely achievement....

even if kaz wasn't an otkazat'sya, after all that happened, I think he'd try very hard to pretend he was. it couldn't save jordie, therefore in his extreme as hell thinking around that entire thing, I imagine he'd reason it wasn't useful, that he could get on better without it, and, like jesper, think it was a liability.

this would add a wild layer to him being the one to have the jurda parem on him for almost all of crooked kingdom; it would make it feel like his plan z was to take it himself. certainly he'd sooner do that than let jesper take it.

and finally: thematically, it slays. like half of the imagery around kaz (and kanej) centres around water (think the bathroom scene, how he only washes in front of her, etc) and that plays into both of their trauma, plus religious imagery, all this... it's a fantastic bit of extra theming. it just doesn't really work with how his character operates.

basically I think you could DEFINITELY make it work and it'd be a killer fic but again it's one of those things, like jordie living, that I don't really want to be canon because it undermines something about kaz's character that I consider pretty critical; in this case, that kaz is not really endowed with any special power or circumstance, he's just bloody-minded and clever, but that's enough for him to pull off almost impossible jobs anyway.

#six of crows #crooked kingdom #kaz brekker #soc duology #soc #my post #six of crows duology #this has been in my drafts for sooo long lmao #it'd be an interesting fic but idk how I'd frame it. I'll have a think

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teaspoon-of-salt · 1 year

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imo part of contemporary racist attitudes (from any side of the political spectrum tbh) towards east asia are a lineage from older orientalist beliefs that easia (particularly china and japan) is ancient and unchanging. orientalists of the 19th century saw our countries as places that were stuck in time, decaying through inertia and opposition to "progress" (which, of course, would be brought to them by opening themselves to the west).

modern-day east asia... enthusiasts [polite smile] i'd argue cultivate a descendent of that thought. those who don't assume easia is just like their home country instead treat easia like it's insular from history and the rest of the world, as though our countries have not been historically imperialised and are not bombarded (like the rest of the world) with western viewpoints and american mass media. as though we don't go through societal change through our own efforts and of our own accord.

but no - east asia is a holdout against the tide of modernity. culture is not the background and context against which we move, but traits of each individual's character. an unruly child isn't just upset because his parents aren't buying him candy, he is rebelling against confucianism, and his parents disciplining him is bringing him back in line with confucian teachings. we are defined by rules, philosophy, and tradition—the more ancient these things are, the more intriguing for our onlookers.

better yet, to be untouched by modernity is to be untouched by its discourses. you know, "japanese people don't care about political correctness, they just write what they want" and "actual japanese women don't mind being sexually harassed" and "japan is homogenous so you can't possibly expect them to be sensitive towards other races." japan is presented as static and unchanging—people don't care because this is how things always were, and this is how things will be forever. it's their tradition. it's their culture.

meanwhile china's rapid societal modernization post wwii is largely regarded in every aspect to have been brutal and barbaric. whether change yields positive or negative results it's viewed negatively, as though it doesn't matter how many years pass or how many steps are taken, chinese people are still backwards and regressive, always socially lagging behind the west. because that is apparently our culture.

and yes this comes from all sides of the political spectrum. the right-wing fanbase which idealizes the unchanging nature of japan, a "progressive" fanbase that assumes japanese people are so tied to tradition and an imagined culture that everything goes back to rigidity and long-established practices, often justifying harmful things in the name of respecting japanese culture. nothing and no one in china can't be explained by saving face and confucianism, which is at all times oppressive, evil, and a source of mystical guidance for chinese people.

being considerate and acknowledging that you might not immediately understand every cultural nuance is good, acknowledging that not every story needs to be personally relatable is good, acknowledging that people are influenced by cultures different from your own is good. but at some point it becomes ignoring the fact that asians are humans who are influenced by our culture in addition to personal experiences, feelings, traumas, ambitions, politics. like just think about how everyone around you interacts with culture and to what degree that informs their actual personality and deepest desires and assume that asians are the same as you in that respect please.

being an asian among easia "enthusiasts" is like there's always this interminable search for authenticity, for what is "traditional," for the "real" japan untarnished by these modern western ideas of feminism, and meanwhile many societal advancements for china are just... ignored (don't you know regressive china is so homophobic that disney can't even portray gay affection?). everyone wants to pull us back through time and explain us through adherence to culture and tradition, as though the modern day and just... simple human experiences don't matter or contribute to our lives. we just gotta be explained by something else, something that makes us other from the west.

#wtalks #for transparency. am not japanese. am chinese

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penultimate-step · 2 months

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I see there's discourse going around again about if it's ok to control what kids read. I'll start off by saying that I am quite firmly in the camp of "no" and that I strongly believe that kids of any age should be able to make their own choices as far as what they read/watch/play. That said, I don't fully agree with the posts I've been seeing who argue for the same results as me. I've seen some posts going something along the line of "kids can't be harmed by anything they read, don't worry about it." which seems false to me? I do get the urge to not give a single inch to your political opponents but this seems patently false to me. of course some things are going to get kids hurt. I just think the route of maximum agency for kids is the route that minimizes harm to kids.

To me, the issue with controlling kids media intake is. well its in the name isn't it. its control. over an already vulnerable group. but more to the point, these arguments tend to speak as if censorship is a completely neutral event that spawns from the ether. It is not! To control means somebody must be the controller. What is chosen to be limited and what is chosen to be allowed are choices that in the end must be made by somebody. The extreme end of this is well documented: abusive parents, teachers, groups, any figures of authority really, if given power over a child's information diet will stop them from learning what they need, keeping the youth reliant on them. They make themselves the sole arbiter of information. Just look at basically every book banning.

But even a less extreme and well intentioned censorship is still bad. To take away the agency and ability of children to choose is to do them harm. I have to say, as someone who read many adult books as a child, and was also forbidden to read many things by my parents, most of what I read didn't do me any harm. But being treated as if none of my opinions, even about my own mind, had any value, and thinking that I had to conform to certain ways of thinking to gain approval, that stuck with me.

Also. Does nobody else on this site remember being a teenager. Be honest with yourself: when you were 13, did you really feel like your parents, teachers, school administrators, knew you well? Better than you knew yourself? Or did you feel, perhaps, as almost every child does, that they didn't understand you at all? Let us grant that I believe that books can harm kids merely by reading them. In that case, the person best equipped to make the choice on what might harm them, what they can read and what needs to be avoided, is the child themselves! As I said above, to control a child requires a controller - and that third party will almost certainly have a worse understanding of the child's limits than they do themselves, and be more likely, not less, to make incorrect, harm causing judgements.

The correct response to "some books can cause harm to children" is not "harm the child yourself by removing their agency." It is, perhaps, an argument against forcing them to read something they say they are not prepared for. If a child says they know they are prepared to read something, outside very extreme extenuating circumstances, I have no reason not to believe them over any adult authority figure in their life. Children deserve to have full autonomy over themselves.

#censorship #discourse #step.blogger

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fairy-cxndy · 1 year

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Fake Psychology <3

reader x hyunjin

exes to lovers, fluff, slight angst??? (minimal angst tbh)

pt 2

A/N: I've never written anything before- so I might add more to this?

"If two past lovers can remain friends after breaking up, they are either still in love or were never in love at all"

You stared at that post on your phone before mentally scoffing and glancing at Hyunjin sitting across from you, picking at his muffin as Jisung animatedly narrates his seemingly mundane day. He seemed to have felt your gaze as he froze and shot a quick smile at you. There's no way that post was true. You had no more feelings for Hyunjin, your ex, but that didn't mean that you never had feelings for eachother.

Right?

It's not like his smile made your heart skip a beat...

Because if that post was true then that means three months of your life had no meaning because "you never loved him", or he never loved you, or perhaps you still love him-

Why is this bothering you so much anyway?

You felt your eyes prickle with tears as you slammed your phone down, embarrassed that a post from a fake "psychology" instagram made you feel like crying. What made you even more embarrassed however was that two months after the break up and the slightest mention of him still scrambled your brain, all the while Hyunjin's nonchalantly picking at his muffin. You hadn't realized how harsh your movements were until Jisung and Felix looked at you with a slightly worried gaze. Panicking, you leave the table while murmuring some excuse about hay fever and your annoying Calculus professor.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

A deep voice made you jump and almost drop your canned coffee. Felix leaned against the vending machine staring at you with a strange mix of worry and mischief. Slowly, you show him the Instagram post that you had since saved to your phone.

"If two past lovers can remain friends after breaking up, they are either still in love or were never in love at all"

"This made you jump from the table? A post from @ mystic astrology? I can't want to tell Minho-", Felix chuckled to himself before realization dawned on him. "It's about Hyunjin isn't it?"

You nodded, the familiar stinging behind your eyes coming back.

"But I thought you figured it out? We've been sitting all together for a month already? I would've thought-"

"-I think I still like him"

There's a pause. You stood there, more shocked than Felix, trying to process this information you randomly blurted. To your surprise, Felix recovers relatively quickly from your sudden confession.

"Ah I see. You still have feelings and you're scared that either he never did, or he has since lost them?"

"No-" you argue, "it's more like..." You falter. Ah, so Felix is correct.

You sigh, "You're like a wise old owl, you know Felix?"

"Weird analogy, but I'll take it"

Felix looked behind him, gesturing at a jittery Hyunjin still sitting at your table with Jisung; a stark contrast from his previous nonchalant attitude. "So, what are you going to do now?"

#hyunjin #hyunjin fluff #hyunjin fanfic #skz fluff #hyunjin angst #hyunjin ex #skz angst #skz fic

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emmie-time · 2 months

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Tw mention of current world events, murder, personal anxieties, and transphobia.

Hey all, I really don't know how to talk about this kind of stuff so I'm just going to try to go off the cuff about how I'm feeling as of late.

There are so many horrible things happening in the world and I am so deeply saddened and scared by the way people are reacting to things that seem to me like obvious things.

The Genocide in Gaza is horrendous. Day in and day out innocent men women and children are brutalized by an oppressive government and murdered in the streets. This is not new for Gaza, this is just the most public the information has been to many Americans. It is horrendous to see people on every social media site act like describing a genocide as a genocide is somehow an act of antisemitism. There are orthodox Jewish people in New York protesting this genocide, there are many people in Israel who speak out against the genocide are those people also antisemitism by that standard? The notion of equating a governmental body and a landmass with a single religion as a point of fact so you can dismiss out of hand the actions of people who wish for a free Palestine is barbarism and rhetorically bankrupt.

FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA PALESTINE WILL BE FREE 🇵🇸

Now onto some other thoughts regarding Nex and the response of media at large again please be aware I will be discussing transphobia and the response to the obvious murder of a nonbinary child.

I do not understand the media and public at large. A 16 year old was murdered, they can not see their friends, they will never hug their family, they will never go to school, college, life outside of what they knew they never got to be anything but what they were as a child. How can we argue over whether or not they were murdered. Why does it matter that they splashed water on someone to get them to leave them alone? Why is an apropriate response to that to kill someone? Why are you as a people so desperate to paint Nex as a drug user and an instegater? They're the one who is dead not the people that attacked them. Those people got a little wet and are getting away with a murder as far as I am concerned.

The media was quick to froth at the mouth and play the 911 calls where Nex was misgendered and interview people who willfully use incorrect pronouns. (Please let me know if I have gotten Nex's pronouns wrong the sources and posts I've seen all use they them so that is what I'm using but please correct me I'd I'm wrong.)

Why do we always let this kind of mistreatment and mischaracterization stand when discussing a minority victim? Why is it OK to misgender a dead trans person, or attribute criminality to a dead black person, or paint a dead disabled person like they were simply lazy or a faker? Why is this behavior so widely accepted?

I say to you again Nex was a child, regardless of the circumstances or the events leading to their death they were a child and indigenous child who is now dead. This can not continue. We can not let this happen again and again to so many people who don't get media coverage. I never want another trans person let alone a child to die at the hands of another person or their government.

I love you all. Please, please , please don't let the fear or sadness of these things eat you alive. We are the bulwark against which bigotry will meet its end. We must stand firm and do all that we can to protect each other and stay safe. We can affect change. Each and every one of us is a miraculous being, and I do not want the gears of the world government and the media cycle to crush us under its weight. Together, we can be strong, and we can hold each other up. Please do what you can and keep your loved ones close. You are all loved even if it feels distant, and if you feel like you can't do anything, please remember you just living is an act of beautiful rebellion and strength!

#transfem #transgender #lgbtqia #nex benedict #free gaza #current events #tw transphobia #tw mention of murder #tw politics #emmie thoughts

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thyandrawrites · 2 years

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I didn't miss that but him copying Phosphor does not mean that he has cold fire. In fact so far the opposite is being shown to us if you look carefully at the panels where he is using Phosphor. not only is his fire proven to be hot as he burns that sidekick but it's even burning him at a quicker rate. Phosphor is a technique derived from FF so Dabi even though he doesn't have an ice quirk still should be able to use it just that he can't create cold fire only hot.

The fact that he's burning the sidekicks admittedly made me doubt that conclusion too, but then again, if Dabi was using his regular scorching hot fire, he wouldn't need a special activation to cremate people. Why would he go through the trouble of emulating his brother's technique if he couldn't emulate its effects as well? Why not simply throw a wall of fire like he's done so far??

We were informed that he attempted the activation of Phospor himself in the moments before Shouto's attack landed, and also shown that something unusual is happening with his quirk here via the glow on his chest. Dabi's not just copying the aesthetic side of the move and planting a X on his chest for show.

If he was, and if the fire was indeed Dabi's regular fire, why would both Shouto and Iida act so shocked? Stunned into silence, eyes wide and pupils into tiny pinpricks? Dabi's been throwing massive blasts and burning people alive for this whole fight. It wouldn't he new or surprising.

If it was just hot fire in a X across his chest, why would Shouto comment on his brother's technical expertise, on the fact that he trained for years to hone his intuition, and didn't simply rely on throwing fireballs at people to kill them on the spot???

It might not be confirmed yet, but the phrasing here is pretty damn odd if this wasn't a damn plot twist.

Plus, there's Dabi's monologue here. Watching his dad's moves on TV worked fine enough to help him figure out how to emulate them, because Enji is a fire user like him. But why would Dabi be thankful that he got to face Shouto head on, getting a physical taste of how Phospor would feel, if not because he needed that input to emulate something as unfamiliar to him as his dormant ice genetic make up?

I'm not saying that Dabi has secret ice powers or that his Phospor is an exact replica of his brother's. Dabi might be a chimera too, but he doesn't conveniently have a ice side to balance his body the way Shouto does, and that's fine. Perfect balance is supposed to be Shouto's prerogative as the perfect split of his parents' powers. But the story draws attention to Dabi being able, against any prediction, to just steal his brother's ultimate move, and that poses the question: why can he so easily master a technique that was created with the exact purpose of stopping him?

And why is he able to copy a move that specifically requires an ice and fire constitution to even work??

Enji could not have used Phospor because Phospor doesn't just rely on heat. It's a technique that exploits Shouto's chimera genes. The same genes he shares with his brother, who has a body made for ice and a fire quirk.

Now, don't get me wrong. I could be completely mistaken here. I've never been that good at predictions. But for you to shoot the idea in the foot and argue against people speculating about it when you yourself don't hold the truth in your hands... Is rather mean? What's so bad about interpreting the story as it slowly unfolds, with the puzzle pieces we have so far? It's not "jumping to conclusions". It's developing an idea that is hinted at in the story and giving it a possible explanation. That's a lot of what meta boils down to, particularly when the text we are commenting on is still ongoing, and thus the clues we take as "facts" can always be reframed by new information we get later on.

I've been wrong countless times before. I won't claim my reading of things is always correct, or even force others to agree with me. But to say that people aren't allowed to have differing opinions or interpretations of a text is like, so pointlessly belligerent and the very opposite of what meta is about

#Please chill #Ali replies

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ruthlesslistener · 1 year

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gdngjgkdklg watching you use science to completely wipe someone off the map like they're a doodle on a dry erase board is extremely entertaining and validating, this is the content i follow your blog for

It would be more entertaining if it wasn't for the fact that they keep claiming that gender bioessentialism wasn't an aspect of eugenics when it has been a tool of suppression/colonization/physical and cultural genocide for years. Obviously I can't speak for the countless native cultures who experienced (and are still experiencing) cultural oppression that prevents their gender system from being recognized as valid, but I can point out with certainty that it has happened, because I have heard them talk about it, and know that my field has been wrongly used for eugenics purposes. I also cannot speak for black women, but I've heard many of them speak about how they are alienated from the stereotypical definition of 'womanhood', and can see how black female athletes are subject to forced hormone treatments based on the old (AND COMPLETELY INACCURATE) assumption that they have more testosterone than a white woman. The forced binary of biological sex not only doesn't exist, it being tied to gender roles has historically been used as a means of control, and I know for a fact that white European settlers spread it because the homophobia intrinsic to it is in my own goddamn culture (Persian! I'm Persian!) even though it wasn't there a good few centuries ago. So sure, I'm white-passing, but I'm a biracial Persian man majoring in genetics with likely some form of intersex and/or internal structual problem with my sex organs that is causing me immense suffering irl, so being talked down to about my own personal struggles in a condescending fashion by someone who knows less than me about biology really fucking stings. And what's worse, what started off as me being joyful about my teacher sharing my fun in my special interest and being vocal about what is CORRECT vs what people WANT to think is now likely being passed around as laughingstock for other white gender critical fuckheads like them

Also like, I've been studying genes and evolution for literal years, I've been working on getting a degree in this subject for literal years, so I know what I'm saying and would never twist science for my benefit. And my professor has a pH.D in sex determination/expression so she KNOWS what she's saying and has been extremely vocal against shit like 'survival of the fittest' and the eugenics movement and how humans often don't apply to most modes of sex and how biology is NEVER a binary, so I'm mad for her sake lmfao. She did not put all of this work into her studies and all of this passion into teaching her classes and sharing her enthusiasm for how wild and wonderful and variable biology is for some fucker on the internet to claim that she doesn't know what she's doing and that she's being 'pressured' into changing the definition of sex in order to appease people's feelings.

(i mean i understand that its like arguing that the sky is green and that they're twisting my words in order for their worldview to seem logical, but aUGH this is MY special interest and I need to make sure that EVERYTHING is correct about the information being conveyed)

#ashyronfire #i enjoy explaining the topic but i do!! not!! like!! being!! misinterpreted!!!!!#especially when it is REAL AND INARGUABLE TRUTH #reply

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 2 years

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Who do you think is more stupid: Edward or Harry?

Harry.

Neither is a bright chap, but Edward has a few things going for him that Harry doesn't.

Academics and the Like

Now, I'm not a fan of flouting things like vocabulary or being well-read as a sign of high intelligence. They're correlated, to be sure, as intelligent people often times read a lot of books and pick up a lot of words, but it's not the same thing.

And I don't necessarily like comparing Edward and Harry in this regard for a few reasons: Harry's not really interested in this sort of stuff so doesn't devote himself to it, Edward has a number of years in higher education where Harry doesn't, Edward reads minds which gives him access to a) answers to teachers' questions b) a higher vocabulary.

Edward prides himself on being an intellectual, Harry doesn't, that makes a difference.

But, on the other hand, it's a struggle for Harry to complete essays like "The Weaknesses of Vampires" in Hogwarts.

Hermione's miles ahead of her competition solely because she actually reads her textbooks and knows how to navigate the library.

The majority of this is that Harry really doesn't care and knows Hermione will bail him out, but there is a part of it that just can't regurgitate the correct information the way that, say, Edward Cullen excels at.

You ask Edward about a Biology question he was half paying attention to? He's got you covered! He's taken this class twelve times and is reading the teacher's mind!

He's able to make these very grandiose and romantic speeches, often incorporating known literature, to Bella. Now is that literature Romeo and Juliet, one of the most well known plays in the English world that he's probably had to read in high school fifty times? Yes. But it's miles beyond Harry who had to have Hermione read Beedle and the Bard for him.

Even when Dumbledore had put in a post-it note in the margins, "Read the book, plz. Hint. Hint hint."

Harry did not pick up on that one.

Which is why Dumbledore gave that to Hermione.

Edward Has Some Ability to Craft a Compelling Argument

Is he good at it? No, but he does have some marginal ability to do it.

Throughout the series he's able to convince Bella that he loves her dearly even when describing the time he nearly murked Biology because she was too delicious. He's able to convince his family that everything's fine and dandy with him and Bella.

When he is argued against, i.e. Alice pointing out that Aro doesn't seem to be up to anything in Eclipse, he's able to come up with reasons of how Aro may have circumvented her visions and is still behind everything.

Is what he says in any way reasonable? No. But he uses the right words and says it with the right confidence that people usually don't question him or if they do they back off quickly.

Harry can't even do that.

Hermione points out in third year that if these Marauders knew these exits to the school, then Sirius Black might as well? Harry stands there dumbly for several seconds thinking "I never thought of that" and then his response is "no way!" He has no counterargument, no attempt to rationalize anything he's doing, everything is by gut feeling and what Harry wants to do.

If you point out he's wrong, he just gets angry, he has no ability to craft any sort of argument.

This also goes for things like suspecting Snape or Malfoy.

Gee, Harry, why is it those two this time?

Slytherin!

... Anything else?

Slytherin!

Conclusion

Edward may be dumb, but Harry is phenomenally dumb.

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freedomfireflies · 2 years

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Promises, Promises | 5. Never Had A Doubt

Summary: Callie and Harry are both trapped in a house with a murderer.

Only problem? They each think the other person did it.

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"Holy shit. Holy shit."

For someone so adamant about staying quiet, Callie can't help but notice Harry's incessant need to make so much noise.

She supposes she'd understand under different circumstances. After all, the secret passageways in the house are something to be admired. But right now, they need to be quiet, not fascinated.

"Harry," she sighs again, and he smirks.

"What?" he replies, running a hand through his curls once they slow to a stop. "I'm just taking it in."

"Well take it in quietly," she retorts, and he chuckles to himself. "All right, this way."

"Do you even know where you're going?" he asks, sounding a bit accusatory, and Callie rolls her eyes.

"Of course, I know."

"Yeah? Then where are we right now?"

She pauses, the small passageway looking a bit too much like every other passageway in the house, and she bites at her lip. "Uh...above the living room?"

Harry's eyes narrow as he glances toward one of the vents. "Wrong. Library."

"...shit."

"Yeah."

She huffs as she leans back against the wall, with Harry doing the same on the other side as he crosses his arms. "Alright," she sighs. "I might be a little lost but I'm pretty sure nobody else knows about these passageways, so at least we're safe."

"Right, yeah. Trapped in a two-foot-long hallway, what could fucking go wrong?" Harry replies and at this point, she's ready to stab him herself.

"You know what, you're not helping," she informs him, and his expression drops.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Is my realism getting in the way of your fantasy?" he deadpans.

"It's not realism, it's being a pain in my ass...ism," she corrects while he's quick to roll his eyes in response. "You don't have to be such a dick."

"Aww, but I'm so good at it," he coos. "Face it, Calliope. You don't know what the fuck you're doing, so why don't you let me tell you the plan—"

"Yeah...no."

"You don't even know what my plan is yet—"

"Yeah, but I know you came up with it, so therefore it's stupid—"

"Right, because your plan has worked out great so far. Oh no wait—somebody took your plan and made it better—"

"They didn't take my plan, they just...they—"

"They're just beating you at your own fucking game," he finishes for her, and she looks away from him with disdain. "Like it or not, you're losing. So just admit you need my help, and we can move on—"

"Oh, that last thing I need is your help," she scoffs, returning her gaze to him. "Especially when I'm still not convinced you don't have something to do with this."

"For fuck's sake, Calliope, why would I want to kill half our class?" he argues as she shrugs.

"I don't know. Cause you're convinced we're all pretentious."

His eyes narrow but he does begin to smirk. "Well, you are. But that's not a good enough reason to ruin my nice, new shirt with your blood."

"Oh, I'll ruin your nice, new shirt alright—"

"Ooo, is that a threat? Or a promise?"

"You're such a fucking—"

She's ready to lunge at him when the sound of music begins to float its way through the vents, cutting her insult short.

Their eyes meet as they listen, glancing towards the wall as the song gets louder.

"Never had a doubt in the beginning. Never a doubt. Trusted you true in the beginning. I loved you right through."

Callie knows the song almost instantly, and she tilts her head as she begins to wonder why they can hear it at all.

"Arm in arm, we laughed like kids. At all the silly things we did," the song continues. "You made me...promises, promises. Knowing I'd believe."

"The fuck is that?" Harry grumbles from across her, and she shrugs.

"Promises, promises. You knew you'd never keep."

"Where is it coming from?" Callie asks as the music continues and Harry glances towards the vent.

"I don't know, maybe the library?" he offers, but he doesn't sound sure, and Callie sighs to herself.

"Do you think it's a message?"

Harry is quiet for a moment as he glares down into the second-floor room before huffing and leaning back against the wall. "I don't know. Maybe. Don't know what kind of message, unless they just want us to know they have a shitty taste in music."

Callie studies him for a moment. "You don't remember this song?"

His eyes flicker over to hers as he frowns. "No, why?"

Despite everything else, Callie feels her heart sink. "Oh...never mind."

He looks skeptical but does drop the subject, glancing around the small hallway. "If it is a message, then they know we're in here."

"Maybe not," she argues. "Maybe it's for everyone else in the house."

"Calliope, there is nobody else in the house," he snorts. "I mean...maybe five people."

"Right, and those five people are being warned," she argues.

"Yeah, or maybe somebody just forgot to turn the fucking radio off," he sighs. "Look, we can't figure out their game if we don't know who they are."

"And how do you propose we find that out, hm?" Callie snaps, lowering her voice. "You shoot down every idea I have."

"Have better ideas and I won't," he retorts smugly as begins to step forward and brush past her. "It's my fucking turn."

"Harry," she hisses before scrambling to catch up with him. "You don't know where you're going—"

"No, but I know I'm not fucking staying here," he calls back. "Let's go."

"You can't just—"

"Watch me, Tinkerbell."

She scowls at the nickname but follows after him, nonetheless.

After all...what could possibly go wrong?

This question is answered rather quickly when he suddenly comes to a halt, forcing Callie to run straight into his back with a grunt.

"Ow, you asshole, what the hell do you—"

He turns around quickly, wrapping an arm around her upper body before flipping her around and pulling her back against his chest, slapping his other hand over her mouth.

"Shh," he hisses directly in her ear. "There."

Her eyes widen as she peers over his hand, noticing a large window looking into a bathroom.

And inside the bathroom...a person.

She doesn't know who, however, since covering their face...a mask.

It looks like bandage wrappings, torn and frayed, with cutouts for the eyes and nose.

It's not inherently scary, but it does remind her that everything she imagined to be true...is.

They really are in this house and if the blood-spattered white shirt he's wearing wasn't enough to prove what their intentions are, the knife he's currently swiping through a rag sure is.

She watches the ruby-stained blade with fear as she hears Harry cuss in her ear.

"Don't...fucking...move," he instructs, and her eyes flicker back up to the masked man.

However, he doesn't seem to be paying them any mind, like he hasn't even noticed them.

And that's when she realizes that it's not a window. It's a mirror. A two-way mirror, letting them see into the bathroom without the people in the bathroom seeing them.

She reaches her hands up to grab Harry's wrist, tugging it down until she can flinch away from him. "They can't see us, dipshit."

He doesn't let go of her body, however, forcing her to push out of his arms as she dusts her dress off.

"This is fucking weird," he mumbles as he continues to watch, taking a step closer to the glass.

"What's with the masks?" she scoffs quietly.

With a roll of his eyes, he huffs, "What do you think? Who the fuck is that?"

"I don't know, I don't recognize...the build," she stammers, doing her best to find any features she might be able to pinpoint.

Before Harry can respond, the masked man is lowering his hands and moving toward the bathroom door, brushing past it, and disappearing from their view.

Harry immediately begins to look around, eyes narrowed in concentration as he mumbles, "This way."

Callie, although skeptical, follows closely behind as they begin to follow the small passageway further into the house, passing corner after corner before the sound of murmuring voices is heard.

"There," Harry whispers, nodding towards another vent in the floorboards.

Intrigued, they both crouch near the small opening, one on each side, before peering down.

"I fucking told you, I looked," a voice snaps, a bit muffled from what she assumes is the mask. "Go ahead, check my work."

"I don't need to check your work," another voice retorts and Harry and Callie exchange a look. "I just need you to do it right the first time."

"I did fucking do it right," the first voice responds, clearly agitated, and suddenly, a body moves into the frame.

There are now two masked men below them, possibly more, and Callie's heart begins to race.

"Fine," the other one seethes. "Alright, where is he?"

"Right here, assholes," a new voice calls as a third body moves into the frame.

Harry's expression begins to twist into one of confusion, and Callie shoots him a questioning look.

But, before she can ask, the third man is reaching up to tear the mask from his face, and when Callie sees him, her heart stops altogether.

Derek.

"Did you check the closet again?" Derek now asks of the other two, who keep their masks on.

"Yeah, they're not up there," Masked Man number one replies. "We think they're in the basement."

Callie looks back to Harry, who still hasn't met her eye. He's focused on the group below them, clearly agitated, but Callie can't quite put her finger on why.

Derek sighs, a look of annoyance passing over his face. "Did you check?"

"Not...yet," Man Number Two answers. "Besides, didn't Harry say he was gonna meet you in the attic with the girl?"

Callie can physically feel her blood run cold as this confession wafts through the vents and hits her ears, her face flushing as she slowly looks over at Harry.

Harry, on the other hand, looks infuriated, his jaw clenching as he meets her eye. "Calliope...wait—"

She begins to back away from him, slowly and as quietly as she can, moving towards the other end of the hallway. "I fucking knew it—"

"Calliope," he hisses, before glancing towards the vent. "Wait—"

"No," she breathes out, the weight of the realization heavy on her chest.

She'd known it was a possibility. Hell, she practically believed it was him from the start.

But to know now...the conformation...she feels like her head is spinning.

"I know what Harry said. Listen to what I'm saying now," Derek snaps, before lifting the mask back to his face.

"We'll check the basement," one of the masked men suddenly sighs. "Let's go."

And with that, all three of them disappear from the room, leaving Callie and Harry alone.

Again.

"Calliope," Harry warns again, hand raising in an attempt to calm her. "I didn't fucking do this—"

"Bullshit," she seethes, still crawling away from him. "You...this whole time—"

"Calliope—"

"You killed Lexi," she whispers, feeling her voice crack. "You had them...you...I knew I couldn't trust you. I knew—"

"I didn't fucking do this," he repeats, slightly louder as he suddenly squeezes his eyes shut. "I didn't even know Derek was still alive—"

"I don't believe you," she scoffs.

His angry look returns to her. "If I were gonna kill you, I would have by now," he reminds her, but her head simply tilts.

"Not if somebody else is planning to do it," she argues. "You're just the one luring me in, leading me to... to them—"

"Calliope, I'm not the one behind this, I swear," he insists, but she just shakes her head. "It was your idea to hide in here, remember? If I were taking you to them, I wouldn't have agreed—"

"You're trying to gain my trust—"

"Fuck your trust. You never trusted me, even before this—"

"Maybe I wanted to—"

"Well, maybe that's your mistake."

Callie's lips purse shut as she stares at him, taking in his gritted teeth and heaving chest. "Yeah. You're right."

With that, she stands to her feet and begins back for the mirror, refusing to be anywhere near him.

"Calliope," she hears him call. "Calliope, wait."

But she doesn't. She continues to walk away from him, feeling her throat burn from the tears already pooling in her eyes.

She really is trapped now, without a single person she can trust.

She really had wanted to trust Harry.

She'd wanted to get her friend back.

She's almost made it back to the mirror when a large hand wraps around her arm, turning her around before pining her to the window itself, keeping her trapped.

She gasps as Harry leans down, caging her in, forcing her eyes on him.

"You're gonna fucking listen, and you're gonna listen closely," he seethes, his livid expression sending chills down her spine. "I don't know what sick fucking game this is, but I'm not the one behind it."

"Lia—"

"I said...listen," he growls, pushing her harder into the glass. "If they're trying to frame me, or make you doubt me, then that means they know we're in here and we're being played."

"Why would they play with us instead of just killing us?" she retorts, and he scoffs.

"Because that's what you do in a game...you play," he reminds her. "Food always tastes better when you play with it first."

Her nose crinkles. "That's a terrible analogy."

"The fucking point, Calliope," he begins with a roll of his eyes. "Is that the last thing we need to do right now is turn on each other."

"Why? So you can continue to play me—"

"So that I can fucking help you get out of here alive," he snaps before suddenly his expression drops, and he freezes.

Confused, Callie furrows her brows and glances over her shoulder towards where he's looking.

And there, on the other side of the mirror...is Derek.

And he's staring right at them.

~ Promises, Promises | 6. People We Know to People We Don't

~ Promises, Promises | 4. Will the Real Calliope Please Stand Up?

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littledead-ridinghood · 1 year

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but he still exists in American society and he has to use the systems available to him- Like guys we are all agreeing on the same points. Please go back and notice the statement about Ollie turning himself in was not stated to be good or bad. It pointed out that turning yourself in does not automatically mean you serve the people. Ollie criticizes the system and is a part of the system. He lives in society and is a vigilante the harsh reality of his situation is nuanced.

Oh boy, So I stalk this one blog I like, like, every 6 weeks are so, right? I like their posts because they're very informative, yet they always seem like their being eaten alive by anons. So, I'm scrolling through her blog and I know now...I know what will happen if I engage, but the jury came back with a plea to continue so here I go.

(word of salt: I don't remember ever little thing that was said off the top of my head, even as I go back and forth to check to make sure I'm not reconfiguring my argument or placing words in anybody's mouth)

I agree with the sentiment of this ask that he’s still a victim of American society. As I added on to the reblog he’s working to fix the system given to him and we both know that simply dipping out of participating in society isn't an option as it doesn’t lead to anything productive changing for the better. But that doesn’t make Ollie a cop (as the other anon tried to argue) because we all only can work with the cards given. My philosophy and lens of life gets thrown around on my blog a lot and that is "sometimes it's not good or bad, it just is." That's what I feel like you're arguing, and I agree.

By no means am I, or anyone, calling Ollie “the most perfect little revolutionary known to man” there’s no such thing. And no one is saying it's not nuanced or that there aren't limits to what Ollie can do for others. No one can save everyone. But, again, Ollie is the one who actively takes a vigilante stance against the system. Many other characters call themselves heroes and that's the difference. Ollie acknowledges that he is working against the people in power, that he is inherently a criminal, and that being a criminal that doesn't inherently make him bad or good. Arrows are known for befriending their enemies. Many others work with that power and think themselves better than others who break the law because they're doing it "the correct way."

that's the broad view so that we're on the same page. It does seem on that fact we agree. Moving on more specifically to what you actually put in your ask , "to serve the people" it seems we all have different interpretation of what that means. By being a firefighter or a paramedic, you serve your community. They place their lives and time on the line for others. Ollie, in my opinion, serves the community by being a vigilante. And by holding himself accountable within his community for his actions he is serving the community because Ollie swore to protect them. He can't protect the people if the people don't trust him to do the right thing nor if they don't believe he doesn't hold their best interests at heart. I never said Ollie turning himself in was good or bad, I just agreed that time and time again, every time there's a revolution in history, the country once again falls because they have no plan for what to do after. Ollie is one who is trying to come up with that plan.

Ollie is the kind of person who thinks everyone has a moral obligation to vote. That is playing into the system, that is a vital part of his character. No one is saying he isn't a part of the system or that he isn't also a product of society, what we're saying is he's the kind of character who's trying to change those problems. And to make an active change you have to participate therefore by participating, he is serving.

#ollie queen #please i like arrows lanterns and Jason Todd; why do no anti-bruce-ers ever jump into my anons? what did ollie do? lol #also technically ollie did serve the people as ollie as well #he was elected mayor and being a gov. official is a leading prime example of serving the people so....ya #he literally legalized gay marriage? guys what did he do wrong?#miscellaneous dc metas #digital mailbox

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spiders-hth-is-an-outlier · 1 year

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While I am fully on-record as supporting the right and privilege of every artist to write whatever weird shit they want to write, because 1) art is a completely legitimate way to explore the outer reaches of human experience in a safely contained way and B) You Can Do Whatever You Want Forever, don't let a bunch of wannabe brain cops issue you an endless stream of moral citations -- I will say it's a tiny bit embarrassing when my team gets stuck on the argument "obviously people know right from wrong, reading a book isn't going to make a good person do bad things."

Because, like, yes, sure. Movies don't create psychos, Sydney, they just make psychos more creative. You're correct, but you're embarrassing because "Hannibal might make people think cannibals are sexy" is the lowest of low-hanging fruit, the definition of a strawman argument.

The problem is you're staking it all on the notion that there are Good People who will always know how to do good things and be sufficiently motivated to do so. Therefore, if someone does bad things, well shit, their Good Person Gauge was obviously broken, nothing we can do about that. Too bad about Bad People.

And that's. Just self-evidently incorrect, right? I mean, I think there's a good argument that in general, a predisposition toward prosocial behavior is part of the standard human software, something that we recognize as a "moral instinct" toward things like keeping your word and playing fair and making friends. But beyond that, you can't possibly look at all of human history and not realize that people contextually develop their sense of what's morally acceptable and unacceptable. Obviously! Obviously a person who wants to be a Good Person is going to be receiving and processing information all their lives from the people around them, learning how to separate normal from abnormal, admirable from disreputable, virtue from vice.

I can give you an easy, television-related example (the best kind of example!) When I was in college, I like most people I hung out with watched Friends, and we all framed Ross in our minds as a Good Boyfriend. We liked that he was loyal and devoted, that he knew Rachel well and seemed to care about her specifically; we saw him as the antithesis of the kind of sleazy, dishonest users and takers that we were always anxious to identify and avoid. And yes, many plotlines revolved around Rachel's objections to Ross' excessive jealousy and his resentment of her career, but in the context of the show, she always forgives him because she -- and the audience! -- interprets this as a stressful by-product of how intensely he adores her and his omnipresent anxiety that she's too good for him. It's not that we thought he was right -- the episodes themselves don't even frame his behavior as correct! But we thought. Well. That's the normal tradeoff. Relationships are hard, right? Someone was going to love us too much or not enough, and in the end, wasn't too much better? Women always have to manage male emotions, but this particular kind of admiration/neediness/insecurity was the Good Boyfriend set of emotions to have to manage.

And I'm not arguing that the reason women put up with sad-sack dudes flattering them into curtailing their lives so they don't outgrow unsupportive relationships is that Friends was a big hit. Movies don't, Sydney, etc. But I do think that in a culture where Media is kind of everyone's common language, people really, genuinely do consume media in a way that fundamentally forms their sense of what's normal and who's likeable and which stressful invasions against our boundaries and dignity are forgivable.

Anyway, write whatever you want! It's just one example of the way that I've personally witnessed real human beings adjust their sense of right and wrong around the media that's served to us as aspirational. So I know that does happen, and it has nothing to do with "adults know right from wrong;" I don't think that's a statement that's especially germane to real conditions in the real world.

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I'm reading the dissertation by Devin Proctor to get the full context of the Lupa stuff and "There’s not legislation against Otherkin." Who's gonna update her on that with the North Dakota thing which targets both trans people & nonhumans?

I mean, at the time of interviewing I am reasonably sure that Lupa was correct about there being no legislation against otherkin, so it's a genuinely bad argument on her part but it could theoretically be argued to have been done in good faith. Even my non-kin spouse predicted the inevitability of legislation back when we first got together almost a decade ago, though, so. Rolling a natural 1 on foresight for that one in the interview and book.

With that said, I'm not looking to drag this on. I've got word that some old guard folks have been throwing a tantrum about my one vent post for -checks watch- at least three consecutive days straight, possibly going on four, off in their Discord. (And still can't be bothered to get my pronouns right even after half a week and people correcting them, if what multiple friends on the server relay as true. I'm just gonna be removing their collective group site from my Resources page and calling it a day, with that one.) And while that's undoubtedly the lamest thing I've ever heard in my life, the post is really not that big a deal. The damage by that author's actions has been done and can't be undone at this point in time. What she said both still fucking sucks and is also historically inaccurate, no matter which way you slice it. It is what it is. The important thing is that now people at least have been informed that a previously lionized author is actually an incredibly unreliable source-- though from the witchcraft circles I'm in, I'm pretty sure lots of non-kin had already figured that one out long before us, so we're still taking the L on that one as a community. But knowing is always better than not knowing.

#Im in a few witchcraft servers (including a big 3k member one) and she's always regarded as unreliable because she uses too few sources #/because of past CA/general accusations of only ever relying on UPG #for explanation for that last bit

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funkymbtifiction · 2 years

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Hi Charity! Do you have any advice on how to deal with stubborn Fi-doms? :( I try to validate their negative feelings when they share them but I am getting tired of listening to the same thing they do nothing about. Or even worse, when they state something completely untrue and get sad/angry about it. Re-framing in positive light doesn't help, as well as trying to prove that the situation isn't as they make it out to be with facts and logic (I mean, when they are objectively wrong). I value the fact that they open up to me but I am getting extremely irritated by the repetitive negativity and refusal to solve the problem or at least look at it from a different angle, if it's something you can deal with immediately. Thank you a lot!

As you have found out, you can't argue with someone's feelings.

There's two easy solutions.

One is to take a break from them, assuming you are just friends and not living in the same house. Relax, breathe, do things, clear your head, refresh your spirit, and go back in a renewed state of mind. Then you can evaluate things from a better mental place ("what do I love about this person?" or even "do I want to stay friends if this person is negative/toxic?"). Often, familiarity and being too intimate (knowing everything about them and their life and all their problems) breeds contempt for someone, especially if you are more proactive and rational / a "fixer."

The second is to start asking them what they intend to do about the problem (as opposed to offering solutions or trying to cheer them up, which obviously isn't working). This will either force them into their own productive thinking (hmm, well, what CAN I do about it?) or make them stop unloading on you as much, since they know you're going to ask them the same thing every time. "How do you intend to resolve this?" "What's your plan?"

You can also start changing the subject, by pointing out that you've already discussed this topic a lot and are excited to talk about _____ instead.

From a Fi perspective, it really helps me when people point out that I have been complaining about this for months without choosing to do anything about it. I am actively choosing not to act, and therefore, I am choosing self-enforced victim-hood. I had one friend tell me to either stop talking to her about my chronic dissatisfaction with a bad relationship, or dump that friend -- and I realized that she was right; me venting about a problem I REFUSED to do anything about, to someone not involved, was annoying as hell for her. Being reminded that it's my life, and it's my choice not only as to how I feel about something but also what I decide to do about it (not deciding is still deciding to be passive) kicked me in the butt. Either don't complain about it (if you don't intend to do anything about it) or fix it.

Complaining is a way to get attention, because it makes people look at you, and listen to you, and sometimes earns you sympathy, which is why some people develop a chronic habit of complaining. It truly does become a habit, and it requires an inward-outward process for them to fix it (deciding that they don't want to be a whiner, and doing something about it). It's also an indication of a passive personality who is afraid to do anything about their problem. It might be a 6 who finds fault in everyone and everything, but is fearful of taking a risk, or leaving that job, or dumping that relationship in case that person gets angry at them and acts against them. It might be a 9 who is angry about everything -- just not enough to talk to someone's face instead of behind their back, or to find the energy to be decisive and resolve their own problems. These types need other types to push them into action by reminding them they have a choice, and are choosing to do nothing.

With correcting incorrect information, this will upset them but… ask them where they got that information and if there's evidence for it, or if this has proven true in their own life as opposed to being a hypothetical thing to get upset about. There's a ton of incorrect information floating around that a 5 minute internet search would clear up, but people continue to spread it around to suit their own agenda (usually to stir up hatred between people and/or upset them).

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