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the-cash-cache · 10 months

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The Goblin Market: the weirdest and most colorful cast of merchants you’ll ever meet!

Picture it: Sicily, 1922 my desk, 2023. I have just gotten back from a raucous day on the town, and am relaxing with my emotional support water bottle while browsing the internet in a sleep-deprived reverie. My mind wanders the dimly flashing streets of neural pathways, before being struck by the Truck of Realization that I have been derelict in my duty of talking about amazing ttrpg stuff!

I’ve talked about the Certified TERF Hated collection of NPCs The Goblin Market by my good friend @europaprisonmoon before here, and I believe it’s worth talking about again!

I’ll start off with this description from the itch.io page itself which perfectly encapsulates the colorful array of characters your party can meet:

The Goblin Market is a system agnostic collection of over fifty merchants, monsters and even stranger things which can be dropped into your campaign to add weirdness and magic for your players: retired river gods, escaped nightmares, tea merchants, wicker basket mechs, predatory graves, vengeful dragons seeking to raise an army to defeat tyrannical princesses, off-duty demons, magical roboticists, mystery cults, accidentally immortal witches, and many more.

This supplement is a treat to read, with Tryphosa Tucker Thimbling capturing my heart and mind from the moment I met her! A milliner with “fur like the finest humus” and piebald donkey ears adorned with beautiful golden bells, Tryphosa loves tea - of the drink and gossip varieties. Have you ever felt your PC was missing something? Some critical aspect leaving them sorely lacking? It is obviously that they need a hat from Tryphosa! Turn heads with a cap made of fantastical materials; you’ll never have to worry again about entering a bar/saloon/communal watering hole and facing someone with the same hat as you.

If for whatever reason Tryphosa doesn’t strike your fancy, why not a quartet of large albino rats joined at the tails? The Quartet (or was it once The Quintet?) sells uncandles, a perfect gift for the brooding rogue in your party! Fashioned from shadows and darkness, the uncandles will bring a comfortable gloom to any room.

Best of all, The Goblin Market is on sale for just under $8 until July 13th! That’s less than 16 cents per NPC. The NPCs are connected to each other, so you can throw as many or as few into your game, and you’ll never be at a loss for people your players can talk to!

#I couldn't pick up a copy when it released because I was low on funds #but I have a paycheck now and can treat myself #ttrpg #indie ttrpg #The Goblin Market #npc

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liecanthrope · 9 months

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wait because seriously being an adult therian fucking rips, especially when you start being independent.

dog with a blog? nah. dog with a JOB. i come into work with my tail and my theta delta necklace and the building implodes from my sheer swag. weirdo teenagers love me. also having your own paycheck means you can get whatever gear/treats you want (once bills are paid, of course - bet youve never heard a dog say that!)

living in your own apartment? well the pet limit is 2 but if i include myself im going over the limit. whoops! good thing i love lying to landlords (fuck landlords). living alone (no roomie) is even better bc theres no one to judge you for your animal habits. i can make a huge den in the living room and who is going to stop me?

i even have my own health insurance. bro. imagine being a dog with medicaid. im climbing the walls and howling and barking. i love being a dog filling out government paperwork.

having your own vehicle? THIS DOG CAN DRIVE! if i feel like going to the lake i can just go to the lake! nobody is stopping me! midnight ride with the windows down to howl at the moon? yes please!!

you can literally just go wherever bro. i moved 11 hours from my hometown to the mountains to feel more at home. i lived in the great plains and now i can just go out for a hike in the rockies and howl at the sky.

being an adult therian slaps so fucking hard i cant wait for the youth to grow up and experience the joy of freedom. yes being an adult is incredibly stressful but if youve been stifled living with family, you get a real chance to develop who you truly are. adult therians i love you im rubbing against your neck and mixing our scents. mwah.

#no shame of course if you do not or cannot have these things #but i wasnt granted much independence as a youth so im very happy now #sorry for the ramble im just feeling rlly accomplished today #still settling into the new apt but i finally got my books and some of my trinkets unpacked and set up :)#feeling a little more homey and im enjoying the weather quite a bit. we're having a rainy week #angel barks #therian #therianthropy #dog therian #wolf therian #feline therian #otherkin

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lordoftherazzles · 10 months

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My takeaway from the past 24+ hours...

There are so many of us that rely on ao3, whether you're a reader or writer. It brings us joy, it gives us an escape from the real world, and it lets us come together as a community to share stories and scenarios about our favorite fandoms and characters. The amount of posts I have seen on multiple platforms lamenting over the DDoS attacks is overwhelming - but with most of them comes a delightful cheer to the volunteers working to resolve this issue.

I've seen so many statements of praise for those volunteers, which is exactly what they deserve, and more. Can you imagine working for over 24 hours straight, on a volunteer basis, against something like this? They're the real MVPs, and I think our appreciation for them gets lost until moments like this rise.

With that said, here is my first real takeaway...

Don't bitch when ao3 does a donation drive. They work hard to keep the archive up and running, and with that costs money. Every server, every new addition or feature you want to see added to help make the site better, it costs money. The legal team that is defending fanfic authors??? MONEY. SO! DON'T! COMPLAIN!

I'm not saying you have to go out and donate your paycheck to ao3 - but I will say that, especially with this situation, if you can donate even a little bit to show your support, it means more than you probably realize, and even if you can't donate (which is totally okay), be kind to those who work on the archive. Send them kind words of encouragement, rather than flaming the archive because it's under attack - because yeah, I've seen people bitching AT ao3 for not working fast enough, or for it still being down. STOP IT.

My second takeaway...

Don't believe everything you see on the internet. Ao3 themselves have advised that the group claiming to take credit for this attack is to be treated with skepticism. And not only that, let's NOT automatically make assumptions about who is responsible just because of an organization's name. It's just a NAME, it doesn't identify a person's origin, background, etc. But I'm not here to dive into that much further. Point: I better not see any Sudanese hatred on my dash, or I will bite you.

My third takeaway...

Treat your fanfic writers with respect. We all now see first hand how much we depend on these stories. As I said above, for some it's an escape, a creative release, and a way to communicate with other people through similar interests. It's a beautiful creation, neither above nor below any other kind of literature.

Consider commenting, reblogging, kudos, anything you can to let the authors know you enjoyed and appreciate their works. Everyone is free to communicate in the way that suits them best, but every little bit is appreciated - as a fanfic writer myself, I can tell you that even a little heart emoji has made my day. It's like receiving a second kudos, and tells me that someone appreciated my efforts enough to give me a double thumbs up.

Any form of communication with the authors is appreciated. It lets them know that people are genuinely interested. We live in a world where INSTANT GRATIFICATION is taking over, but creations such as this take time. Talk with the authors, ask them about their wips, tell them they're doing a great job. Do NOT pester about "when are you updating next?" or the dreaded AI option - again, I will BITE PEOPLE if I see you doing this. Just...have some respect, show your appreciation, it's more than JUST FANFIC.

At the end of the day I guess this post is about being kind. Not pointing fingers or slandering people due to a name. It's about appreciating the things we do have, and not taking them for granted. Whether it's the brave cyber warriors currently fighting these DDoS attacks on the frontline, or the authors writing for not only their enjoyment, but for others too. Let's all respect one another, and show our support when and where we can.

HUGE THANK YOU TO THE VOLUNTEERS AT AO3, YOU ARE THE REAL MVPS!!!

#ao3 #archive of our own #fanfiction #razzy's rambles

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 4 months

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AITA for refusing to buy peanut butter and honey for everyone when I'm already buying it for myself when I'm in charge of buying groceries?

Names: my name is Nichole 19 f, Jake 20 m, Tams mtf.

A basic run down of the situation, we all live together and we have figured out that because rent is a bit cheeper where we live and I have the most money out of all of us, Jake and Tams split the rent and I cover our groceries which to feed all three of us, is a little over the total cost rent, meaning I am spending the most money out of all us. Rent is about $600 so they are both spending only $300 dollars each.

I have two lists that everyone writes down groceries items on. One list, the priority list is for meals and the secondary list is for wants such as snacks foods. I set a budget of $800 and as long as I can cover all the priority items for the month, I will get what I can on the secondary list.

The reason why I don't buy everyone peanut butter and honey is rather petty sounding, but it is that neither of them ever add those items to either list, and I will buy small jars of both and mix them together to eat by myself because neither Jack or Tams likes the mixture and I only buy enough to last me about 10 days so I don't like to share the unmixed peanut butter and honey since it's all I'll I have of it for the month.

They don't even think about peanut butter or honey until they see my mixture in the back of fridge a day and will then team up to berate me for not getting everyone peanut butter and honey and being selfish and a bad roommate. I always tell them they didn't put it on any of the lists and this is just a treat for myself but they argue back that I should have just gotten it anyways. And this agreement has been going on for a few months now.

But the reason why I am so incessant on the lists, and why I even made them in the first place, is because I use to keep buying myself snacks and then they would ask me to buy everyone snacks and I didn't think about it until I realized I was spending pretty much all my money on food. We had a talk when I realized this, and while they grumbled about it they agreed to the budget and the lists so I wasn't stuck paying an unfair amount of my paycheck on us compared to them.

I know that maybe it's just my anxiety, but I can't help but feel like they are disrespecting this boundary I set with my money every time they insult me for not buying peanut butter and honey for everyone when if they wanted it so badly, and I even tell them this, they write it down right then and there for next months grocery trip or they could even just hand me the cash and have me go pick it up for them rather then expecting me to buy it for them when it wasn't and never is on the lists they agreed to. I also just don't understand why when I tell them to just add it to list for next month or to hand me the money to get it for them they storm off and do neither of those things, but I am rather social stunted from a rather isolated childhood so maybe this behavior has a very easy to see reason I'm just not getting

I know it sounds really petty, I really do, but I just really don't want to relent on this boundary and then for them to later use it as excuse to begin asking for more and more again until I can't afford it. But maybe I'm just being unreasonable and a petty asshole, but maybe I'm not, I honestly have no idea

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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chaifootsteps · 4 months

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Armchair Psychology Anon (not a real Psych just notice patterns)

I dunno if you've seen the new poster for Brandon's new show, Class Acts? It's actually pretty melancholic and depressing.

The tag line is "its never too late to dig up dead dreams".

"Announcing my next series: He's been teaching how to achieve the dreams he can't, since 2009"

But the tombstones on the poster all reflect his inner fears as an artist/actor.

"Be taken seriously" "act better" "teach theater" "be a star" "be respected" "win an oscar" "make money" "find fame" "inspire someone" "be on TV" "find love" "make a difference" and so on

He's talked about having these feelings when Seeing Stars came out. Blitz breaking down about being on a show and not taken seriously as an entertainer as a child and an adult are definitely derived from Brandon's real feelings. I think that's why he was uncomfortable with Stolas (didn't he say he based him off his ex at one point?) being in a relationship with his character.

I've also noticed his social media posts aren't very lively. I'm not sure if they used to be, but he just seems very drained/depressed. The only happy posts I've come across are about his dog or family.

Hell, he just wished his friend Trevor Wallace, a happy birthday online. And this is what he said:

"Trevor it is your birthday."

And under the post, someone was kind enough to say: "Still love that you two are buds makes me hope for Trevor to have a guest spot on Helluva Boss"

This made me cringe. I'm sure it makes Brandon cringe as well.

He can never get away from these shows now.

The low views on his og content vs. his HB content must be depressing for him. I don't think he's particularly excited to be voicing Katie either. I think he's just taking a paycheck for it and hopes he can continue to stay relevant.

Viv probably had him do it to get away with saying misogynistic things. I'm very worried about it.

I think he used to do comedy shows around the US, too. I don't think he's done them in awhile? I really think Viv is sucking the life out of him.

I don't know how to feel about Brandon as I obviously don't know him, but his socials do say a lot to me. I can't help but feel like he could also potentially be a bad person (as you never really know anyone through social media), but as an artist myself, I can relate to his struggles.

If his depression is Viv related, then I hope he can find the strength to cut ties with her.

Jesus...that's absolutely fucking heartbreaking.

Whatever's behind Brandon seeming so down lately, people need to let him -- let everyone associated with this show -- breathe and stop treating them like gumball machines that dispense content. I don't care if HH/HB is your favorite thing in life and you think Vivzie is the second coming, let Brandon have a life and a career outside of Helluva Boss.

#Anonymous #Armchair Psychology Anon #Brandon Rogers #viv stuff #actual blog post

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 8 months

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AR team cheering their S/O up

(GFL) M4A1, ST AR-15, M4 SOPMOD II, and M16A1 cheering up their S/O

Looks like it's time for another T-DOLL FUN FACT!

TDFF 4: T-Dolls can come back even after their body is destroyed, as long as their core is recovered. The Anti-Rain Team are some of the only exceptions. They will permanently die. Also, M16A1's part...If you know, you know...

M4 walked out of the repair bay, sighing to herself.

This mission had too many close calls, but thankfully, everyone got out safely and all their objectives were completed. That's all she could really ask for.

(S/O) "M4!"

Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw S/O running down the hallway towards her. The distraught on their face seemed to fade as soon as they saw her.

(S/O) "I-I heard what happened during the mission..."

M4 solemnly nodded.

(M4A1) "Sangvis got the jump on us. It appears the information given to us was faulty."

(S/O) "Faulty? You almost died, I'd think that's more than faulty!"

S/O's voice quivered, which would've ached her heart, if she had a physical one anyway.

Pushing her equipment towards her back, she grabbed her S/O's hand and held it tightly, reassuring them.

(M4A1) "It'll take a lot more than that to do us in. Don't worry."

(S/O) "I-I'm sorry, I know I'm being selfish but...please. I don't want you to...to-"

She rested her forehead against theirs, closing her eyes, as her hand moved to the back of their head and pressed it closer to her.

(M4A1) "I know, S/O...I know."

The two said nothing as they stood together in silence in the hallway. M4 pulled back as she gave them a gentle kiss on their cheek.

(M4A1) "I'm quite selfish myself, you know. I only go out there to make sure everyone here at Griffin will be safe. You included."

S/O gave her a sad smile as their hand refused to let go still.

(M4A1) "I have to go put my equipment up but...Come by my quarters later. We'll talk, okay?"

STAR dropped by S/O's quarters, readjusting her casual clothes to properly cover her shoulders.

She had just gotten back from a dangerous week long operation, no doubt S/O was worried sick.

And she was proven right when they opened the door and almost tackled her in a hug.

(S/O) "Thank god you're okay!"

(ST AR-15) "Heh, of course I am."

She gently pushed them off as she smiled back, S/O letting her inside.

(ST AR-15) "Sorry to worry you. I'll probably have to go out again later this week once the Commander gives the order."

(S/O) "No, don't apologize. It's just part of your mission after all."

STAR sat herself on their bed and motioned for them to sit next to her. She promptly gave them a hug from the side, putting her head on their shoulder.

(ST AR-15) "When it's over, I'll ask the Commander for some time off, just the two of us, okay?"

S/O put their hand over theirs and relaxed into them, being slowly comforted by their touch.

(S/O) "I...I think that'd be nice, STAR."

They said nothing and remained in their position for several minutes.

SOPMOD jumped excitedly into an unexpecting S/O, which they yelled in terror at first before realizing who had their arms around them.

(SOPMOD) "Miss me?"

(S/O) "SOPMOD, you're back!"

Her teeth were shining as she grinned, unashamedly putting her head into their neck.

(SOPMOD) "Come on, I'll treat you to the Cafe! After this mission I'll get one heck of a paycheck!"

S/O had almost no time to voice their worries as SOPMOD melted them away with her loving energy, almost bouncing up and down for them to get a move on.

However, she knew how scared S/O was ever since she left the base. This operation wasn't exactly going to be a smooth one. Many T-Dolls already had to go through extensive repairs.

But SOPMOD didn't mention her anxiety or S/O's. At least not right now.

Right now, they both needed each other.

The screen flashed with bits of static, M16's quizzical look taking up a majority of it.

(M16A1) "Uh...This thing on? Why the hell's it so staticy? How are machines like us walking around while I'm using a piece of sh....?!-"

ZRRRT!

The screen flashed again, this time with M16 lying back in a chair, waving hello.

(M16A1) "Yo, S/O! If you're getting this video, then your lovely girlfriend is out there kicking some ass right now, and won't be home for a while."

She was playfully moving her arms as she spoke, to give the message a dramatic flair with her smile. M16 almost fell off the chair a couple times as she caught herself without missing a beat.

(M16A1) "But! In this video, there's a little gift! What is it? Well, if you have it next to ya, get ready to open it in one...two...THREE!"

She suddenly flashed her hand, her ring finger showing a silver band with a yellow gem in the middle.

(M16A1) "TADAH! A ring from yours truly! I couldn't get an Oath Ring since, y'know, that's a little too passionate for just a video message. Plus, you should be giving me that anyway."

She laughed heartily before it trailed off, her voice getting softer.

(M16A1) "You're probably worried sick about me, and to be honest...I'm worried for you too. But, don't worry! This super badass isn't going anywhere, and...And she always has you in her heart...core, whatever, you know what I mean! Just make sure to have a bottle ready for me when I get back, alright S/O?"

(M4A1's Voice) "S/O, please do not allow 'Super Badass' to drink herself to death upon our return."

(M16A1) "What the-H-HEY! DON'T BE LISTENING IN, THIS IS PRIVATE STUFF HERE!"

She grumbled as her flustered expression turned to the screen again, reaching for the camera.

Before she turned it off, she sighed and gave a loving smile to the screen.

(M16A1) "...I love you, S/O. Cya in a bit."

...

S/O's fingers slowly traced the ring on their finger, the video ending making their room dim in brightness.

They said nothing as they wiped away a single tear from their eye.

(S/O) "Hah...T-Thank you, M16...I'll be waiting..."

...

M16 pushed back the white bangs from her eye, her pupil flickering as the video turned off.

(M16A1) "..."

She said nothing as her hand clenched, feeling the ring still there and standing up.

(M16A1) "...Wait for me, S/O."

M16 walked away from the ruins and disappeared into the darkness.

#girls' frontline headcanons #girls' frontline x reader #girls' frontline imagines #m4a1 x reader #st ar 15 x reader #m4 sopmod ii x reader #m16a1 x reader #m4a1 gfl #st ar 15 gfl #m4 sopmod ii gfl #m16a1 gfl

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ashyslashyy · 18 days

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i got a big chunk of my room cleaned AND put two posters up (one of which ive had for a couple months). i dont get paid again until next week BUT

i definitely have enough for it. like i can totally get it now im just debating on it. they have 7 left

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fastlikealambo · 2 years

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Bloodsinger: Vampire! Eddie Munson x Black Reader Drabble Part 1/5

Summary:

Out of every news source in the country, the one and only lead singer of Corroded Coffin and self proclaimed vampire Eddie Munson has decided to do a sit down interview with The Hawkins Post. Instead of your boss, you’re sent to a mansion on Halloween Night and you’re in no way prepared for what’s in store.

Trigger Warnings: violence, gore, blood k!nk , a tinsy bit of cardiophilia if you squint, 80s workplace sexism

Inspired by: The Vampire Chronicles, Lost Boys, Vampire Diaries, Twilight, honestly every single vampire trope and cliche is in present and accounted for in this fic.

minors dni, I check.

I couldn’t stop myself guys, this is so cheesy

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.” You grumbled in front of your boss.

“You better believe it cupcake, they’re sending a car in 15 minutes.” He grumbled right back, blowing smoke directly into your face.

“ Not only did you give my story away to Nelson, you’re sending me on the Munson piece without any preparation? This is supposed to be your story, the one to put Hawkins on the map, why am I doing this instead of you?”

“Because I gotta take my kid trick or treating and we figured sending a girl would open that freakshow up a bit. “

“You can’t possibly think he’s a real vampire? Vampires don’t exist, this is nothing but a gimmick to sell tickets.”

With a barking laugh, your boss shoves a notepad, a camera, and tape recorder into your arms.

“Well I guess you’ll just have to find out for us, won’t you? That band is the biggest thing in pop culture right now and that thing in the mansion is going to save what’s left of this newspaper. I don’t care if he’s the easter bunny, you’re going to smile, unbutton a few of those buttons, and get this story. Do I make myself clear?”

Somewhere close, a car beeps.

“That’s your ride sweetheart, run along and make me proud.”

A man in a suit awaits you when you finally get outside, clearly annoyed.

“ Please get in, Mr. Munson is waiting for you.” The driver said in a monotone voice.

Before you can do so, the driver slips the camera off your shoulder, throwing it to the ground, looking far too pleased with himself to see the shocked look on your face.

“Mr. Munson has a strict no photography rule, I hope you understand.”

“ And I hope I’ll be reimbursed so this doesn’t come out of my paycheck.”

The drive is silent but short as you look over the questions your boss chose while the last bit of daylight fades away. Before you know it, you’re outside of a glorious mansion surrounded by iron gates and a crowd cheering and booing.

The driver opens your door and leads you through the crowd of people, one of which grabs your arms before you can step through the front gate.

“God be with you child, for the dead travel fast.” He whispered, slipping a cross necklace into your hands before the driver yanks you inside and into a sitting room.

“He’ll be but a minute, try not to touch anything.”

There was nothing for you to touch, standing in the completely dark room, arms wrapped around yourself to brace against the chill.

A sudden gust of wind blows the door open and out of politeness you close it, the crowd having grown in the moments since you arrived.

Yeah, nope, I’m out of here.

“You didn’t sound this beautiful on the phone.” A voice drawls from behind you and you turn to find the room suddenly lit, candles on every surface, a roaring fire in the fireplace that you could have sworn wasn’t there before the door opened.

Straddling a chair in front of the fireplace, guitar in his lap is the one and only Eddie Munson. You’d seen him before on MTV and some concert footage here and there but nothing could prepare you for the truly handsome man in front of you.

“Well it wasn’t me on the phone, my colleague was unable to meet with you so they sent me instead. If you’d like to reschedule with him I can-

“I’d much rather do this with you, please, come closer.” He beckoned with ringed fingers, patting the chair across from him.

You clear your throat and straighten up, all business as you sit down and force yourself to meet his eyes.

“I’ll keep this short and simple Mr. Munson. I know you’re not a vampire so I’ll skip the vampire related questions and just focus on the promotion of your band’s new album, you get the publicity you want and I’ll get out of your hair in less than an hour. We’ll start with some softball questions-

In one fluid motion, he puts his guitar to the side and pulls your chair closer to his.

“And what makes you think I’m not a vampire, baby?”

“Because vampires aren’t real and I’m not your baby.”

You’re temporarily distracted as the crowd outside has grown louder, more people have joined the group, some even in halloween costumes.

“Who are all these people outside, your fans?” You asked, gesturing to them but he only shrugged.

“Some are, some think they’ll catch a glimpse of the devil if they stick around long enough.”

“And do you think you’re The Devil Mr. Munson?”

“ You know you can just call me Eddie, right? Would it be easier for you to believe I was the devil and not a vampire?” He asked with a smirk.

“Neither exist. I thought I was the one asking the questions here?”

That makes him laugh, echoing throughout the home.

“I like you, for someone alone in a room with a vampire you’re not afraid. Most would be.” The rocker leans forward in his seat with a mischievous smile at your exasperation.

“I’m not afraid because I’m not in the presence of a vampire. I don’t get it, your music stands on its own, gimmicks are beneath your band’s hard work. Why prop up your art on cheap ploys for attention?” You ask,a bit more sharply than you mean but he just stares at you in curiosity rather than anger.

“Have you always had a heart murmur?”

“Excuse me?” That question brings your banter to a halt and you put your pen down.

“ Have you always had a heart murmur?” He repeats, cocking his head to one side.

“I was born with it. You know, stealing medical records is a felony in all fifty states so I think it might be best if we pretend this interview never happened. I should go.”

Before you can stand, he takes your wrist in his hands, lips hovering over your pulse point.

“I know that because I can hear it. Just like I can hear that pretty little bra of yours scraping against your skin, just like I know that I touch you in three very special spots, I can have you soaking wet all over my hardwood floors.”

“You are way out of line! I don’t know if this is some weird shit rich people do to pass the time, but I don’t want any part of it. I’m not something to laugh at and neither is my job. Good night Mr. Munson.” With that you rip your wrist out of his grasp, gathering up your things. You shouldn’t have come here.

“Wait-”

The sound of the window exploding behind you cuts off what you hope is an apology. For a second the room seems to tilt and twist until Eddie’s face is right above yours, a large piece of concrete in one hand, you in the other.

You can hear the screaming dispersing crowd and sirens in the background but you’re a tiny bit distracted at the sight of a particularly large piece of glass lodged in your shoulder.

Oh this night just keeps getting better and better.

“ Do you trust me?” He asks, quickly lowering you to the ground, softly stroking your cheek.

“No.”

“Yeah, thought as much. Take a deep breath in, on the count of three. One, two-” You open your mouth to remind him the first rule of having pointy objects lodged inside your body is not to remove them until help comes but you let out a pained cry as the glass is in his hand before he even gets to three.

There’s a sudden wetness soaking your shirt and Eddie’s hands, and everything starts to get a bit fuzzy but not fuzzy enough for you not to miss seeing Eddie’s eyes narrow and his canines elongate.

As he licks your blood from his fingers, peaceful blackness finally creeps into your vision and the last thing your eyes focus on is not his face but the portrait hanging above his fireplace.

A portrait of a woman who looks a lot like you.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x yn #vampire eddie munson

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oddishfeeling · 8 months

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the manager i report to doesn’t take me seriously. she tokenizes me & positions herself as someone who is so understanding & progressive. when i do a good job and customers compliment me (sometimes in trades like at the farmers market) she insinuates that it’s only bc they want to have sex with me. she doesn’t think i could actually just be helpful or kind or whatever.

she relates her experiences of growing up red haired & freckled to actual racist discrimination & does this in earnest. she plays favorites with people she can control or feels like she can control. it’s very obvious to me that she doesn’t know what to “do” with me because i don’t kiss her ass & i’m not naive & moldable.

i wish these things didn’t have to matter as much as they feel like they do right now, i wanted a part time job for some income while i finish school, but it’s making me so resentful that these issues are starting to assert themselves in bigger ways. i always run in to these weird problems at my jobs. jobs that do not pay me enough and dont treat me like a person. like maybe i’m aiming too low. maybe i need to aim higher. some people can do customer service & hospitality no problem. but i have always experienced some weird discrimination or inappropriate behavior. & it always stems from racism & sexual harassment. always. and i’m tired.

it shouldn’t be this taxing to work part time at a bakery. this job is supposed to be basically a non factor outside of clocking in and out. and so it’s really frustrating when it boils down to these issues bc i’m forced to choose between self respect and a literal paycheck every time. and when i choose myself i pay those repercussions. i lose out. and i’m tired. i want a new experience. i want new options. i need new options. it chips away at my self esteem every time. i am the only woman of color at this job. i’m neurodiverse. i’ve been out of meds for a week & there’s no telling when they’ll be refilled. but i need money. and i have skillsets and the natural aptitude to be helpful. i’m a fast learner and i’m reliable. i’m curious and i enjoy working and collaborating with others. i have a unique perspective and eye for creative solutions. i have gifts to offer the world. and i’m done accepting peanuts from the same type of people over and over and over and over again. and i’m ready for something else!!!! i’ll do something different. i can change, universe!! i’m ready!!!!

#dear diary #work rant #had to get it off my chest i go back tomorrow

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Categorically, I’m one of the lucky ones. Both my parents are employed, and I have an employment opportunity coming up quite soon. We own our house, I’ve never had to go hungry, and we always have heat, electricity, and Wi-Fi.

and yet. AND YET.

We are barely above the poverty line. Some years I had to go without school lunches because we couldn’t afford the fees. We save money wherever and whenever we can. Going out to eat at a burger joint is a special treat for special occasions because we can’t afford it often. Some of my favorite foods and snacks- pomegranates, veggie straws, chips, hell, even lemonade -are luxuries because we just don’t have the money to spare for it. The attitude has rubbed off on me so much that I go out of my way to avoid spending money and I feel guilty when others spend money on me, even for things like gifts or fucking therapy.

If any of our phones were to break, it would probably ruin us. If any of our cars broke down it would be even worse. One of the reasons I got into achievement hunting and building and exploring in video games is because buying new games is almost always a luxury we can’t afford. I use achievement hunting and making complex builds and finding all the Easter eggs as a way to squeeze out every last bit of enjoyment I can from a game so I can last until we can afford to get new ones. All of our clothes are thrifted or second hand. Same for most of our furniture. We stay in our house all day not only because we don’t like going out often and there isn’t a lot to do, but because WE CANT AFFORD TO DO FUN THINGS MORE THAN A FEW TIMES A YEAR.

I worry constantly about how my basic needs affect my family’s wealth. And we’re the lucky ones, because I’ve never had to worry about being homeless. I don’t consider myself very lucky, actually. My family worries constantly about money. They hate their jobs. They can’t afford to get new jobs because going without a paycheck is too risky. And how would they get new jobs? Neither of them went to college, and we don’t have the money for any of us to go. I’m basically unemployable in my current mental state, and that’s not liable to change. We’re lucky. Most of my friends have it way worse than I do. And yet I don’t feel very fucking lucky.

Everyone talks about poverty in the context of not being able to eat or receive reliable healthcare. Obviously those are huge fucking issues that need to be immediately addressed, and I don’t mean to minimize them. But I hardly see anyone talking about the kind of poverty that gives you just enough to get by a little comfortably- but no more than that. You have the money for your home, your food, your car. But you don’t have money for games. You don’t have money to go out and eat something nice. You don’t have money to buy toys for your kids. You don’t have money to see a movie, or buy that new phone that would be such an improvement over the secondhand one you have now. You don’t have money for anything that would put you at ease. And yet, you’re made to feel lucky, that you should be grateful. You’re not poor, poor people can’t put food on the table. Stop complaining. Be grateful. You could have it so much worse.

No one even addresses that yes it could be worse. But it sure as hell could be a lot fucking better, too. And that kills me.

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dana-chan-the-control-brain · 5 months

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I think I realized what an impossible task I have at my job to accomplish, and how the teachers view the library staff as a parasite.

Some of it is my fault.

But in retrospect, it's as if I sneezed loudly at a wrong moment, and now the Staff there treat me like a batman tier war criminal, and it's entirely unfair.

Example and dumb rambles of Teacher staff drama under the cut cus I'm fed up and just making this Tumblr post to vent if anything.

Today, there was a buffet potluck for Teacher staff. So I asked if I could have some. They said yes. But once I had food, they were upset I was eating "teacher staff" food and it wasn't for Library Staff.

They even sent the Elementary Guidance Councilor to tell me this. And they spoke in the same voice that they use for five year olds having a disagreement.

But this wasn't a disagreement, more of a misunderstanding.

I mean, did they think I'd eat the whole potluck? Did they want me to contribute?

I gladly would have. Heck, I could have given the parent teacher association money if that's what this was about.

I know why they treat me this way. It's because I took a few small foods from the PTO breakroom in the past without paying for them. Planning to pay back once I got my paycheck. (I'm not the only one to do this. The few teachers who I am friendly with do this all the time and assured me it was fine.)

This was over five months ago and I have since payed back the money, apologized for my mistake and misunderstanding, and have been trying to move on. As my job revolves around having good working relationship with the staff there.

So I will admit fault for my slip ups of work related hunger and poverty.

I can take responsibility for my actions, and I have sense been trying to build my relationships up since.

What I didn't appreciate was that they told me I was allowed to potluck functions, something I double checked and asked about, and made sure it was absolutely okay for me to have this food, which they said alright, then got mad when I took a small amount of food, locked me out of the breakroom, despite me having a key, and treated me like a war criminal or a Snorlax that'll eat the whole damn potluck.

Not to mention, my boss also wants me to "come up with something" to organize the library in a new way.

When they admitted personally that they don't know what they want.

So I don't know what to research.

But since I'm on probation on yet another job, I will get fired if I don't find or come up with something they want by the end of the month.

The task is impossible.

Partially self inflicted. I know I did some of this myself. But I don't think it's all self inflicted. I think it's also part of the Teacher Staff being very catty and clichey and just treating the library staff like unwanted parasites or outsiders.

And I don't think I deserve a lot of the isolation that they put me though. (I either have a choice of eating in the hallway where the library is located or a broom closet these days. And yes, the superintendent was the one who made this "compromise" so their food doesn't get "stolen" Granted, the custodians can't use the breakroom now either.... But the substitutes can.)

Either I'll quit or be fired by the end of the year.

I think I'm too autistic to have a job where building relationships and have everyone like you be part of my job description.

I feel I'm too autistic for a job anymore in general.

Anyway, long story short:

Me: oh cool. Nice food. Can I have some?

Them: sure.

Me: (eating) them: no, no. Bad girl. That's teacher food.

#personal #venty #vent #im tired #job shit #i had to rant #im using humor to cope but i almost cried three times at work today

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gayelectro · 11 months

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Thirst: A Ten Year Retrospective

On June 7th, 2013, at 7:30 PM, The Hub Network aired Transformers Prime’s 60th episode. Title: Thirst. Just five episodes before the conclusion of the series (and a post-series “movie”), the last few episodes of any serialized show can have a lot weighing on them, as you need to wrap up story threads in a satisfying fashion.

For me though, Thirst missed the mark. Pretty hard.

When this episode aired, I hated it. And when posting my grievances on Tumblr, I was met with a lot of backlash. This naturally compounded the hatred I ended up brewing for this episode, as I felt as though couldn’t even talk about it with people without hearing some seriously stupid counterpoints or outright attacks to my character over not liking an episode of a children’s cartoon to sell toys.

Well, a lot of time has passed since then. It’s been a decade and I want to lay this whole thing to rest. I was 16 and still in high school when it aired, and now I’m a whole ass married 26 year old adult with a job. So I feel that getting all of my thoughts and feelings out, while also reflecting on how the Transformers fandom (and myself) have changed, might finally quell this beast for good. Aiming for the spark, as it were.

Skip the readmore if you don’t want to encounter a genuinely and insanely long post full of rambling and Transformers media consumption.

Naturally, disclaimers, because this is the internet.

Don’t go and read this and give any guff to anyone who worked on this episode or in Transformers Prime in general. I shouldn’t have to say this. Even as I speculate over what writer’s intentions or unconscious biases were back in 2013, it still gives nobody any reason to find these people and bother them. I’m allowed to criticize a show but I see no need for anybody to send shit to people who were likely just trying to get their paycheck from Hasbro.

Another disclaimer: I don’t have any problem with people who like or love this episode. I have friends who do. And I can see what positive points about it shine out for them. But I’m still allowed to have differing feelings about it and express them. At the crux of it, I think it’s just that simple. Everybody should be able to coexist within a fandom and deal with someone not liking your favorite episode or someone loving an episode you hate.

And I think one last disclaimer: the fact is that a lot of my anger towards this episode is partially baked in due to immediate fandom reactions at the time of release and my own disappointment in the episode not being what I hoped it to be. I’m going to dissect that where possible in this post. But fundamentally, I just don’t understand people who are like “you can’t hold it against a piece of media for not being what you wanted it to be” in regards to being misled. There’s a vast difference between letting fan theories get in the way of the author’s intent and being misled due to the way something is advertised. And while yes, the show isn’t to blame for how the fandom reacted to the episode, it still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. How could it not? Human brains are wired for pattern recognition. How am I supposed to forget the way I was treated for not liking this episode? How am I supposed to be objective about this short of amnesia to experience the episode for the first time all over again?

Anyways, now that that’s out of the way, let’s dive in!

Now let it be known that I was thrilled for this episode. I was an avid Transformers Prime watcher. I made a whole event around every new episode airing. And I watched the promos like a hawk. I was obsessed with Transformers Prime when it was airing and convinced that it was a masterpiece. Truly, the apex of Transformers media.

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So, the promotions really emphasized the zombie aspect of this episode, with a sneak peak at what they would look like. I don’t consider myself a horror fan by any means, I’ve always been squeamish and jumpy, but I think there’s an aspect of horror that lends itself to the curious mind. I wanted this episode to be scary. Knowing the Y-7 rating, I knew that this was going to be horror that likely fell within my comfort zone while also possibly pushing the envelope a bit. After all, Samurai Jack creator Genndy Tartakovsky had spoken at length about how much violence he could get under the radar in kid’s TV by having all of the “gore” be robots and aliens. I assumed that this episode was going to do much of the same.

Let me get it out of the way right now, one good thing about Thirst is the “zombicon” designs. I think they’re great. Personally would not change a thing about them, they’re pretty darn perfect.

But, being a weenie, I did try my hardest to steel myself against what the episode might throw at me. I was expecting the absolute worst they could get away with in regards to robot gore and violence and jumpscares. I wanted this episode to be scary. Sure, Y-7 scary, but still scary. I probably expected too much, given that I didn’t understand why shows stuck so hard to just 22 minute time slots at the time. But I was an easily startled kid, I figured they could still deliver... And, well... I just didn’t get that at all.

More or less, the episode rips itself into pieces. If one is being generous, about 1/3rd of the episode is veering on horror. But 2/3rds of the runtime are easily just comedic slapstick and banter between Knock Out and Starscream. While this is fine, it certainly wasn’t to my taste and was a let down. This episode obviously really really wanted to be funny and Decepticon focused. And while it was the only episode of Prime to not have a single Autobot in it, I still found its humor to be. Well.

Now, a tangent:

The writers and this series relationship with its queer-coded characters is complex and strange, to say the least. While I do love and appreciate a gay villain, it’s still very telling that the most flamboyant and clearly gay acting characters are Decepticons. Starscream in his literal stiletto heels and effeminate shrieks, Knock Out with his foppish behavior and just about everything said behind the scenes about him... It’s undeniable that they’re intended to be read as gay and it feels as though it varies from episode to episode whether them being gay is supposed to be humorous, relatable, or dastardly.

Thirst definitely feels like... The worst of this to me.

I’m going to focus more on Knock Out, just because he’s realistically more near and dear to my heart. But the fact is, I saw myself in these characters growing up. I was a young queer with no representation in the media I enjoyed. So of course I would cling to the gay, sexy robot. Regardless of if writers wanted him to be someone the audience saw themselves in, I did.

Of course, I believe at this point that everyone is familiar with “The Botcon Incident”.

[ALT TEXT : When asked at BotCon 2011, the Prime writers said that there is no designation for gay, or straight, for that matter, on Cybertron, where Transformers are created by the AllSpark, not through sexual reproductions. They also said that Knock Out is a knock out, and that the Nemesis is a very "don't ask, don't tell" place. And then they jokingly deflected the matter, claiming that Knock Out's mannerisms are not caused by any particular orientation, but are simply eccentricities caused by "a glitch in the AllSpark" the day he was created... which is unintentionally so insulting to gay people that it could create an awkward silence in the Void. ]

On one hand, Knock Out acting gay is seen as a defect. A mistake or some sort of source of humor. At the same time, there was still a lot of love given to him by the writers. In panels, they’ve expressed that they refused to let Knock Out be killed off (regardless of if any other character lived or died). Part of this was because he was really the big “original” character for the show, but part of it also definitely has to be some sort of genuine love for the character, I think.

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So, it’s a weird act to juggle as a queer fan, right? The writers loved Knock Out but it feels like they still wanted to poke and jeer about how gay he was (without even really confirming him to be gay, but we can all admit he acts gay and that’s WEIRD, am I right guys).

To wrap around to Thirst: I feel like this is part of why I don’t find as much humor in the slapstick Knock Out/Starscream moments in the episode as other fans do. This feels like the most brazen and obvious part of it: the humor in the episode feels like it comes from a place of “how funny would it be to make the fags run around the ship screaming their heads off”.

By season three, the animation in this show became so beautiful and utterly expressive. And that’s a great thing. But the level to which they pushed Knock Out and Starscream’s run cycles was just... Like I get it, it’s funny when scared gay person does a silly effeminate run. Not to mention how these characters have established run cycles, we’ve seen them run before, no, in this episode they flail about helplessly because it’s sooooooo funny.

I do feel like there were undercurrents of homophobia in this show. It released in 2013 and thus was probably written back in 2012. To act like the writers room was completely devoid of the influences of homophobia would be absurd. I’m not saying that the episode is explicitly homophobic, nor that it’s homophobic to put gay characters in horror scenarios, nor that everyone who worked on Transformers Prime is a homophobe. But I am saying that this show was a product of its time, and 2012 was a very homophobic time, and that I think we can talk about that without assuming the worst in those bringing it up or the worst in everybody who worked on the media in question. Multiple things can be true at once. I just want to talk about how the vibes are off, man, it feels a little gay bash-y.

Part of what I’m trying to describe here is, to put it another way, would this episode have worked the way it did with any other characters being at the forefront? Thirst, but with say, Shockwave and Soundwave? Airachnid and Megatron? Or Arcee and Bulkhead? Or Ratchet and Wheeljack? However you switch this episode around, I’m almost positive the characters’ mere presence would not be treated as inherently comedic into itself. It feels very telling that this was a Knock Out and Starscream episode, because Knock Out and Starscream are the most obviously queer-coded characters.

Getting off of that tangent which I’m sure has already turned the few readers of this away, let me get back more into the meat of this retrospective.

Another thing that infuriated me about fan reception to this episode is that a lot of fans reduced everything to shipping wars. If there’s something that’s really changed with time in the Transformers fandom, thank fuck it’s the shipping culture. A decade ago, any and all issues I had with this episode got reduced to “You’re a KO/BD shipper and you’re angry because this episode had KO/SS moments”. To this day, I cannot express how such a dismissive and us vs. them attitude makes me see fucking red! If anything, the fan’s combative nature is what made me come to dislike KO/SS as a ship-- not the other way around.

The fact is, the banter between Knock Out and Starscream is entertaining. I do like that aspect of the episode. When they open up to one another in the bunker, it’s a really sweet moment! We have two Decepticons being vulnerable and open with each other, which is a rarity, given how cold living on the Nemesis is! It was a genuinely touching moment that gave us insight into both Knock Out and Starscream as individuals, which I really did enjoy.

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The way they speak to each other throughout the episode is actually one of the things that makes me wish I could come back to this episode more (and hopefully now I can). It’s telling how they can open up to one another only to immediately throw each other under the bus the very next moment. It speaks to the Decepticon’s culture.

But anywho, there was also just the... Blatant ignoring of what actually was said in the episode to fit an agenda. Ardent “only-one-ship-may-rule” KO/SS fans insisted that Knock Out’s behavior in this episode ““proved”�� that he didn’t care about Breakdown. This thankfully has died off overtime in the fandom, now that more people can accept multiple ships coexisting in peace instead of making conflict where there doesn’t need to be any.

But even if we take shipping out of the equation entirely, you have to be either not listening or willingly deluding yourself if you think that any of Knock Out’s actions in this episode are showing that he did not care about Breakdown, regardless of if you think that relationship was lovers, friends, or just close coworkers.

“Despite your justifiable lack of regard for his human side, it doesn’t trouble you to watch what remains of your former partner endure your scientific endeavors?” “Not really. Besides, Silas once had poor Breakdown pinned to his lab table. I think my former partner would be pleased to be a part.”

This was the big exchange that really got under people’s skin. Watching it live, I loved this reaction from Knock Out. It spoke to what a sadist that he was and how he went about extracting revenge. He saw the perfect bookending of stories; Silas experimented on Breakdown, so it was only fit for Knock Out to experiment on Silas. Just as Silas had used Breakdown’s corpse as a suit to trounce around in, Knock Out would treat his body just as such. Just a shell, not any remnant of the soul that was once inside.

But certain people just heard the deadpan “not really” and just stopped listening. Like, I’m sorry, but these guys are alien robots. They probably already don’t have exactly the same feelings around corpse desecration as we do, and even if they did, Knock Out is kind of a freak anyways.

And once again, when I saw this episode, I was single. Now I’m married. I can see even more now how love can push you to weird, freakish, even ghoulish extremes. I personally could think of hardly anything more romantic than my wife torturing and experimenting on someone who wronged me. And I certainly wouldn’t be kind to someone for wearing her face in the event of her passing.

And the line “You’re no Breakdown” got wildly misinterpreted too. Somehow people thought that meant that Breakdown was “lesser” than Starscream, which... What? How? Like it’s obvious that Knock Out is contrasting his former relationship to Breakdown to the relationship he has to Starscream here. Starscream and Breakdown are vastly different people, that’s not to say anything about shipping. Once again, even if you only see Breakdown as Knock Out’s assistant, his relationship to Starscream is still vastly different to his relationship with Breakdown. Starscream is his superior officer whereas Breakdown is either on the same rung as him or a step lower. This is not a value judgement on either ship! It’s just basic chemistry and writing! One of them is a quiet brute while the other is a commanding fruit. I’m not understanding how this could lift up or put down either ship, so to see people do that (admittedly on both sides of this stupid fucking ship war) was just aggravating.

Once again, I can’t stress enough how by and large, the fandom’s attitude has shifted away from that bullshit. I see people gleefully talk about shipping all three of them together or just shipping their own favorite thing without needing to bring the other ship into it at all in an adversarial way. It’s great. Wish that could’ve been here all along. I could only imagine the kind of blood that would have been shed if someone had conducted the Transformers Husband Poll or Canon Ship Poll back in 2013, but now people can just have a good time with things the way we’re supposed to.

And then we get to the part where I actually take issue with the writing of the episode itself, regardless to fandom reaction.

Airachnid.

Okay, so can we finally talk about this part? Because when I took issue with this when the episode aired, I got a lot of “wait and see, they still have time to do something with this”. Which. No they fucking didn’t. They opened up like five new plot points, for no reason, right at the end of the series, and then did not follow up on them at all.

I can’t wrap my head around this, even now. Why did they even take this character out of stasis? They fridged her before only to let her out for five minutes to fridge her again. This is so absurdly stupid, like I still cannot even find a silver lining to this part.

Airachnid having a hoard of zombie Insecticons on one of Cybertron’s moons did not even get a mention for the rest of the series.

What was the point of this? Legitimately, was there some sort of reason they needed to write out the Insecticons so badly? They hadn’t really been important in any regard for a long time. At that point in the show, they were barely a step above Vehicons when it came to being Decepticon cannon fodder. Was there any reason to make Airachnid extra dead with more steps? Because this doesn’t provide more closure than her already piss poor exit from the show with her being in stasis, frozen in a pod, as a trophy for Megatron.

Nothing, and I mean nothing, would have changed for the rest of Prime if Airachnid had stayed frozen in her pod and the Insecticons stayed aboard the Nemesis. I can’t think up a defense for this, I can’t conjure up an explanation, just... Why? I’m still left feeling like this was fucking strange. Maybe someone’s femdom hypnosis vampire queen fetish, I can’t fucking tell.

Now that the series is over, I’m hoping at least people can acknowledge that this was pointless, stupid, and just unnecessary. Or at least give me any reason why this isn’t the dumbest thing ever. Because this was the big thing in the actual canon of the episode that made me go “wow, that was an awful episode”.

And while I’m still left scratching my head over that, I do feel... Relieved. The more I think it over, the more I can see how the fandom has changed for the better in a lot of respects. And upon rewatching this episode, I can better see the parts that I actually like. Sure, some shit still bothers me, but I do feel better about it now.

And of course, watching Prime as it airs at 16 is a very different experience than trying to rewatch it... Basically any time once you hit your 20s. I still love Prime, but I’m older now and can see its flaws, especially since we’ve got the whole story to work with. I still recommend Prime as a starting point to people with certain tastes who wanna get into Transformers. But doing a full rewatch of the series for me is a chore now due to some of the glaring writing issues and pacing. It’s a good show, but not the pinnacle of Transformers media I used to think of it as. And that’s okay! Tempered expectations help a lot with disappointment.

With something like ten years, a lot has changed in the Transformers franchise. We now have a plethora of canon queer characters and relationships, all treated with respect. We have a nonbinary Autobot in a children’s cartoon, and I know that would have changed my world as a kid if I had grown up with that. And while it sucks that my favorite character in Transformers Prime, Breakdown, got killed off so unceremoniously, so many continuities after that have tried to make up for it by having him survive and thrive.

Another positive note is the way my feelings for this episode have impacted my real life.

Back when my wife was still just my girlfriend, I ranted and raved to her about how much I hated this episode. How stupid it was. How it was the worst episode of the whole show. Back then, she had no interest in any media pertaining to robots, let alone Transformers. But something about how passionate that got me made her curious. She checked out Thirst, and concluded that if that was the worst the Transformers Prime had to offer, then it might be a pretty good show overall. She ended up watching Prime, and with that gateway, I was able to get her to watch and enjoy more Transformers media. Which lead to more robot media as a whole. Now we have so many more fandoms and shows that we enjoy together, all because my hate boner for this episode piqued her interest! Sharing my love of robots with my wife has been a wonderful facet of our relationship and I simply don’t know how we would have gotten there without this entry way!

All of this to say... I think after ten years, maybe this isn’t the worst episode of the series. I can’t be bothered with a whole rewatch to find out, as the episodes that bore me aren’t ones that I’d bother to watch again just to rate. The shit with Airachnid was mind-achingly stupid and maybe some of the slapstick hasn’t aged the best, but otherwise it just is what it is. I liked Silas dying, I liked the character interactions we got between Starscream and Knock Out, I always adore Darren Norris’ performance as Knock Out and this episode does wonders to show off his skill (“Precisely my-- WHAT”), and the zombie designs were pretty baller.

I thank this episode for what it’s given to me, I’m going to let go of the ghosts of fandom’s past, and now I set it all free.

Here’s the whole episode on Youtube, TFwiki just links these if they’re available, apparently.

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#long post //#Transformers Prime #Thirst #TFP #Transformers Prime Thirst #TFP Thirst #Breakdown #Airachnid #Knock Out #Starscream #Silas #CYLAS #mentions of homophobia #f slur warning #I cannot stress enough how long and rambling this is so don't say I didn't warn you

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theresawritesstuff · 10 months

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Maisel Prompt: “Today I feel like running naked through your street To get your attention”

Dear Lenny,

I know I said calling wasn't something we do last time we ran into one another, but I've been thinking about you lately so I thought we could give letters a go. See how it feels. If I don't hear back from you then I'll have my answer…

So. Who's got gout?

All clear here on the eastern front in that respect.

But in all seriousness, I hope you're well. That all is really, truly well, and that California has been treating you kindly.

I imagine there's a certain lucky little girl who is very happy to have you there with her. Has your social calendar been completely booked with fancy tea parties and trips to the beach? Busy taking peanut butter and jelly picnics in the park? You're shaking your head at me I'm sure, but if you ever find yourself in need a proper hat for just such an occasion, I have more than any reasonable person should stashed away in my closet. I'm sure I could spare one for the cause.

Or perhaps I'm being presumptuous to assume there isn't someone on the west coast you could more easily borrow from. Someone else who's turned your head since you left?

I've been working again. Thought you might like to know. By day I'm the resident lady writer for the Gordon Ford Show. If one of my jokes ever actually makes it to air, maybe we can make an exception on the no calling thing just so we can marvel at the miracle.

I wish I could say it's a dream gig, but it's been an uphill battle in stilettos getting any of the other writers to take me seriously. The pay keeps the lights on, though, so I'll keep at it for now. On top of that, Susie has me working the club circuit around town almost every night. No need to worry about me hiding away at 30 Rock. I learned my lesson on that front. I'm taking every gig that comes my way. And a few of the ones that don't. It's been daunting getting back out there, but I made you a promise and I intend to keep it.

Can't have Lenny Bruce walking around brokenhearted.

I'm sorry for letting you down before. You've always been one of the few people who have believed in me through all this, who have gone the extra mile to give me a leg up, to help me over the roadblocks. Even the ones I put in front of myself.

You always saw me better than anyone else. Even me. I find myself wondering what it might take to turn your head my way again after such a royal fuckup.

Some days I think about packing a box full of every poster and billing with my name on it from the last few months and shipping it off to your house, just to show I listened and took your words to heart.

Others nights I look at the phone on my nightstand and contemplate the time difference until I fall asleep.

There's been a few times I have considered walking right over to Gordon's desk on air just to tell you hello into the camera or tell a joke you might actually laugh at, but that would lose me the nice paycheck I've come to like so much.

Today I feel like running naked through your street just to get your attention, but given there's a child also living at your place of residence perhaps that would be ill advised.

I'll refrain from purchasing any airfare for the purposes of streaking, if only to save you the hassle of having to explain to your daughter how you know the naked crazy lady.

New York has been awful lonely without you. I ran into Peluso at the diner the other night. He's absolutely beside himself with grief from missing you.

But we understand there's someone out there who needs you more. And that's a very brave thing to show up for her. Be there for her. I know I always felt better when you showed up for me.

Thank you, by the way for always showing up when I needed someone. When I needed you.

You have always been sensational in that regard, as you are in many, many others.

I'll never look at blue walls the same way ever again.

Try not to burn in the sun, oh creature of the night.

All the best,

Midge

#midge x lenny #Midgelenny #tmmm fanfic #Ficlet #Love letter

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dreamysuite · 8 months

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Hello! I've made an ugly but functional status infosheet for commissions, if you've commissioned me you can see the general status or queue placement of your comm. yes... there is a lot... this is my full-time job atm and it's 100% how I'm keeping myself and my mom alive and a roof over our head 🥹 I need everything I can get.

As for the status of my shop, I should be able to have orders shipped and fulfilled and the new Nue + Cirno charms finally produced next month. me and my mom got weekend jobs at a farm for holiday work and our first paychecks will come in around the 5th. after that it's essentially bi-weekly. so... not The Most Amazing Ever, but it's enough for now. I'll still be treating commissions/shop stuff as my weekday fulltime for the foreseeable future.

If you're interested in helping support us by commissioning me, info is listed in my pinned post, and there are some comm listings on my Kofi page for easy and convenient options as well!

Thank you💖

#txt #dreamysuite

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