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georgiapeach30513 · 1 year

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A Little at a Time, Part 1

Summary: Small town gossip is rarely just that. But when your cousin and best friend catches the culprit in the act, you can no longer ignore it. Small towns rarely let you move on, so instead you move away, and to Boston where you can either wallow in your self pity, or get out…and that’s where you meet Andy Barber.

Pairings: Cole Turner X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings: cheating, language, mentions of losing virginity, mentions of phone sex, face riding, mentions of blowjobs, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.4

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“Peach Blossom!” Your Memaw Leona Faye stomps her foot at the bottom of the stairs. “Peach Blossom! It is time for your sorry behind to wake up!” She takes one step up, and hears you groan.

Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you bury yourself deeper under the covers, it was too bright and too cold out there. “Peach Blossom!”

“It’s okay for you to say ass, you know!”

“Why I have never! Tip!” She glares back at her husband, who shrugs his shoulders. “You did this. You gave her that vulgar mouth.”

“Lee, let it go. She’s grown.”

“And still lives under my roof,” you bounce down the stairs, giving her a quick kiss on her cheek before walking into the kitchen. Grabbing up a biscuit to pick at. Memaw’s biscuits did not need anything in them. They were perfect. “What are your plans after work today?”

“Well,” you lay the biscuit down, and start twisting your ring around your finger. A constant reminder that the only thing you were getting that you wanted was Cole. Because this ring was not it.

“PB and J, what’s wrong? Ever since he slid that ring on your finger, you’ve acted funny,” you stuff a bite of the biscuit in your mouth, reaching around her to get a cup of coffee. “Has Cole tried anything?”

“No! Oh my god, no. Cole is a gentleman. He’s fine. I just…you know I wanted an emerald engagement ring like yours,” she gives you a headnod, and lifts up your hand. Her finger traces the outline of your ring. “I’m being silly.”

“You are. You got a man. A handsome one. Future as the sheriff.”

“I know. You don’t think I’m making a mistake?”

You look up at your grandmother, hoping she’ll give you an answer. Instead she cups your cheek, “You have to make that decision. What do you have to worry about with Cole?”

Cole stretches, still laying in his bed. His arms going high above him as he hits his alarm. Reaching over to check his phone, hoping that you would give him something explicit to look at, but instead it was the usual, “Good morning. Hope to see you today,” laying his phone back down, he slaps his hand down on an arm beside him.

“Time for you to go,” she whimpers, scooting herself down the covers, and he pulls her back up. “I said, it was time for you to go.”

“Does this mean I get out of my ticket, Officer Turner?”

“It does if you keep your filthy mouth closed, and get out of my house,” sitting up in the bed, he cracks his neck, and looks back at the girl. “What?”

“You act all noble in the morning, when last night you couldn’t wait to bring me here,” she looks over at the picture of you and Cole together, and chuckles, “She can’t be that special. I’m reduced to being your little secret?”

“You’re reduced to fucking a cop to stay out of a ticket. It’s not that big of a deal.”

“What happens when she moves in?”

He spins around, grabbing her chin roughly, before making her look up at him. “I won’t have a need for you then, will I? And if you think you’re special, you’re not.”

She gets out of the bed laughing. Kicking her panties under the bed, “Is that what it is? Your fiancé is holding out her cunt until you’re married? Oh, that’s rich. Does she know you’ve got a community dick? Let any girl fuck or suck your dick if they get pulled over. You think when you get married and she moves in that her cunt is going to be enough? Cole, you’re the type of man where the new wears off quickly. When did she start holding out on you? You met at the campus when you were security. Everyone in town knows this.”

“I said it’s time for you to leave. Grab your panties from under my bed,” he stands getting his clothes, and laughs as the stupid girl angrily gathers her things, and slams his door closed. He knew bringing her home was a mistake, but phone sex with you and your nudes had made him horny, and he knew you wouldn’t be up for a three o’clock in the morning blow job.

You didn’t just start holding out on him, you were a virgin, and had the dream of your first time being your wedding night. Cole presses his hands against the tile of the shower, and lets the water wash away his sins. He knew it was wrong. He didn’t feel anything for those women though. And she was the only one that had ever come home with him. She looked too much like you, and he couldn’t help it.

Hearing your ringtone, he scrambles out of the shower, and grabs a towel. Nearly falling before he reaches the phone, “Hey, Peach Blossom, how did you sleep?”

“It was fine,” you were hesitant to tell him that you missed his breath on your neck, or even the way he held you close when you stayed the night.

“Aw, you miss the way I feel next to you, huh?” He only takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror, before he turns to strip the bed. He didn’t have a late night, and that meant that you would actually stay with him, he couldn’t have you sleeping where that girl was.

“You know I missed you. Was work exciting?”

“Riveting,” Cole tosses his soiled sheets into the washer, before he gives you his undying attention, “I’m not working late. Do you think that…I don’t know maybe…”

“I’d love to stay the night,” he was adorable when he got excited. You could almost see his nose scrunching up in excitement. “About last night. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“What? Why? No, I liked those pictures a lot. They definitely made me cum,” it wasn’t entirely a lie. Those pictures were seared into his brain as he gripped tightly to what’s her name’s hips.

“Cole.”

“Don’t act all shy. Maybe, you could let my fingers play with you, instead of just yours? Maybe I could get a little taste?” You bounce your finger on the steering wheel staring at the daycare, while you sit in the parking lot. You weren’t sure, and honestly this constant waiting had built up too much fear and anxiety concerning sex. “We don’t have to. Don’t have to do anything. I just want to hold you. We’ll see where it goes. Okay?”

“And if it just goes to falling asleep?”

“Peaches, you know I won’t force you to do anything. I think it’s precious and amazing that I will be the only one that has that part of you.”

“Okay,” you smile. You wanted to give him more of you. You were going to marry the guy. You push away any doubts you feel and chalk it up to nerves. “I gotta go to work.”

“I’ll bring you by some lunch later, okay?”

“As long as you wear the uniform.”

“Is that for you or the kids,” you giggle, opening up your door, and getting a gust of wind kissing on your cheeks. It was ridiculously cold for this time of year. “Peach Blossom, who am I wearing it for?”

“Can it be both?”

“Yeah. Can you suck my dick later?”

“I’m walking into the daycare, Cole. I’ll see you around lunch,” you smile heading into your classroom, and get a big hug from one of your cousins and best friends, Anna Kate.

“Where did you sleep last night?”

“At Memaw and Papaw’s, and you are discussing private matters in front of children,” she snorts, starting to walk away. “Not all of us are like you, and I am firm on my decision. There’s nothing to tell you until after my last name is Turner.”

“You realize on your honeymoon, I’m calling you the next day to see if he murdered your,” she winks at you, and turns to set up for the day. “By the way, Poppy is coming down from Boston next week,” You take a deep breath, putting your things up before giving the kids a smile.

“That’ll be nice,” you tell Anna Kate quickly. “I haven’t seen her in a year. How is your sister?”

“Excited to be seeing you, and that giant ring,” you fake a smile. Walking to the center of the room, before you sit down on the rug. Each child slowly makes their way to you. Ready to start the day, and you were ready for whatever today brought. Leaving all your doubts and worries at the door, because these babies needed you.

There were so many things that you wanted to talk to Cole about. Children were one of them. Just assuming that he was going to be like most men in the area that got married. But you not being able to openly talk to your fiancé should have been the first thing that made you question Cole more. But instead, you ignored it, for a chance of blissful, blind, wedded bliss.

“What about this?” You ask, giving Cole a bit of potential wedding cake. He moans a bit, but pulls you closer to him. “Cole, stop. This is the last thing left to do.”

“I didn’t want a wedding,” taking a deep breath, you turn and scowl at him, “I know, you wanted this big beautiful wedding on your Memaw and Papaw’s estate. Have your mom there, and a picture of your daddy on the table. I know.”

“It’s more than that. I like the ceremony of things.”

“We could have just had something quick, and then had a party.”

“Like Memaw would have went for that,” he was being silly, but it always begged the question if maybe the lack of sex really was bothering him. “It’s a few weeks away, Cole. Can you wait just a bit longer?”

“Three years is a long time,” you go to stand up, and he pulls you in his lap. “I didn’t mean it the way you’re thinking.”

“How did you mean it? Because if we’re just getting married for things to be physical, I don’t want this.”

“No, that’s not the only reason why. But I’m a man, your blow jobs are great, but it’s not the same. And I think you’re psyching yourself out, because you’ve built this ideal first time in your head, and it’s never going to be like it.”

“So maybe we should just have sex now? Clearly, you think I’m being ridiculous. Even though you were well aware of my desires when we first started dating. You were okay with it, and now you’re not?”

“We’re getting married. I just don’t see why it’s such a big deal. You live with your grandparents. You won’t even stay more than two nights in a row with your fiancé. I am okay with this. I just figured by the time that we were engaged, and planning the wedding, and it’s okay three weeks away, I would get more than just…never mind. It’s not that big of a deal. I’ll wait the extra three weeks.”

You heard his words, but he slides you off him, and walks away from you. What he was saying, and how he was reacting seemed to contradict as of lately. You walk into his bedroom, and he lays flat on his back. Arms behind his head, and eyes closed. He seriously was a handsome man, and he was almost yours. Surely something more, couldn’t be bad?

You quietly remove your leggings and panties and go to straddle him, “Cole?”

“I told you I was okay with your decision.”

“Cole, look at me,” he opens one eye, but sits up quickly, seeing you were bare on top of him. “You’re right. I should give you more, but,” you push your hand up against his mouth. “It’s time for you to listen. I am not having sex with you. And if these conversations continue to happen, I’ll sleep at home, instead of your bed.”

“I wanna see,” he tries lifting you up, but you cover your core with his shirt. “Peach Blossom!”

“You can see, but I need you to understand. No sex, but,” you gulp, lifting up his shirt. “My…pussy is yours to play with, until then.”

“Anyway I want to?”

“No, I don’t trust that, but…fingers.”

“Mouth?”

“What?” He nods his head, giving you a pout. “Fine, fingers and mouth. That’s it.”

“Come here then,” wrapping his arms around your hips, he starts pushing you up his front. “Want you to sit on my face.”

“What?”

“Don’t act so innocent. Just,” he lifts you up above his face, staring up at your cunt, and try to deny it all you wanted, you were soaked. “Sit down.”

“No, I’ll squish you.”

“No you won’t sit down,” you shake your head no, and look up at the ceiling. “This is normal. You will not squish me. I promise you’ll enjoy it,” your fingers cling to the headboard, and you start lowering yourself over him. Wrapping his arms around your thighs, he finishes your descent. Letting your juicy cunt to drown him.

His tongue licks up and down your slit. Guiding you to start grinding over him. He was moaning more than you were, and you try to relax. Try to enjoy this moment. Closing your eyes just to feel him.

Cole keeps his eyes on you. Sliding his tongue down to your hole, he pushes it into you. You were achingly tight. There was no way that you were lying about being a virgin. Especially the way you were slightly wincing. Oh this was going to be magical. Watching you come undone for the first time. He could already envision you. He was going to have to keep you in his bed for months.

You were responsive. Your body moving over his face, arousal dripping down his cheeks. When you whimper up at the ceiling he snakes his hands up your front. Kneading your pert tits. Rolling your nipples in between his fingers. He could feel you getting close. Your walls start to contract, and you lift up off his face. He was only slightly disappointed, because he knew you could do more.

“How was that?” You breathlessly ask. Nervous to hear his response.

“That was amazing, sweetheart. Perfect. How do you feel?”

“It was a little weird. I’m sitting on your face.”

“Yes, but my face loved it.”

Cole lazily brushes over your hair with his hand. You were exhausted, fast asleep and laying on his chest. He had shown you there was several ways to stay close without sex. Giving you a quick kiss on your forehead. It was almost time for the two of you to become one, and he was looking forward to it.

He picks his phone up when it lights up, giving a quick glance at the text before responding, “Maybe tomorrow night. I’m busy right now,” all of them would have to wait. And would have to realize that you came before any of those girls. You were always his number one.

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shine-of-aldhani · 2 years

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Daemon and Laena in Pentos: a long analysis

I have seen people completely divided on whether he was presented as a good husband, a bad one, or anything in between, and I feel like the scenes had lots of subtext that bears looking into, so here is my analysis of them:

- Dragonriding scene: apart from showing us that they are pretty in synch while performing the tricks, it's crucial to notice that they are, indeed, performing for their hosts. They aren't flying just for pleasure: the dragons are circling the castle; the vertical take off, the skydive and the fireball are all positioned in such a way as to offer the Prince of Pentos the best view (this will be important for later).

- The dinner: Laena is at ease and jokes with the Prince. The prince toasts Daemon's ancestor and offers Daemon a proposition. Laena answers before her husband. Daemon holds her hand and says that he'll consider the proposition.

- Library scene: Laena interrupts the valyrian lesson and confronts Daemon about the offer. He explains his reasons. Laena continues talking. He deflects once by caressing her stomach. She stops his hands and presses her point. He deflects again by leaning his head on her. She continues talking through this. He then deflects the 3rd time by pretending to read, and she gives up.

- Balcony scene: Daemon is (hiding) chilling and Laena comes to him again. He smiles and helps her sit down comfortably. She retakes her agenda of convincing him to go back to Westeros. He curses the wine he's drinking (first verbal escalation) and once again evades Laena by standing up and turning his back to her. She approaches him again. At this point, he's done and escalates fully to a sarcastic verbal lashing. She stops talking and offers him physical comfort, but now he is the one who doesn't accept it.

It's obvious that this marriage has problems, but this does not read to me as Daemon being a bad husband to Laena. She feels comfortable enough in her marriage to relentlessly (nag) pursue him to get what she wants. He is way worse than her at communicating: he does explain his point of view initially, but as that fails, he defaults to repeatedly evading her until he does lose his cool at the end. Both offer small gestures of comfort to each other, and both have bad timing so that the offer isn't accepted. Laena knows that she's second best and seems at peace with it - she probably suspected this going in. Daemon seems like he's doing his absolute best to the point where it's sucking all the joy out of him. They seem to respect each other and care for each other, and their main problem is that what they envision for their family going forward are two vastly different things. Laena's wish to go home is easy to understand. Daemon's problem is less clear, but five episodes have given us enough cues to decipher it.

Daemon is a second son who has no possessions in his name, and this fact has finally caught up to him. He isn't banished, but he cannot remain in Kings Landing without the relationship with his brother breaking down in a matter of days. He also cannot squat on Rhaenyra's property at Dragonstone anymore. Pentos offers Daemon a stable way to support his family in the wake of the birth of his 3rd child - but the caveat is that he must work for this (and he's low-key already doing that - see the point about the dragon exhibition). Laena thinks it's beneath him and he absolutely feels the same, but he'd still rather figuratively work to maintain his family by defending Pentos on Caraxes than have them live on Driftmark off Corlys' benevolence as Laena wants.

All this is compounded by his ambivalent relationship with his Valyrian heritage. At the beginning of the series, Daemon was one of six living Valyrians. His obsession with sticking together, keeping the language alive and distrusting outsiders in family matters all stem from the fact that his race is dying (and with only six remaining specimens, it's actually already dead). And yeah, he can talk about Targaryens being superior all he wants, but his true feelings were clear in this episode: "we don't belong anywhere". And yet, instead of sticking together, they are now at a point where Daemon would rather keep away to avoid escalation than be with the people he obviously misses. And I'm not even touching the whole "Rhaenyra is following his marriage advice with his once upon a time subordinate" thing.

The result is that he's absolutely adrift during the episode. Laena sees this: she remarks that if he liked his life in Pentos, he'd be out exploring the city the same way he loved and explored King's Landing. He'd be out flying Caraxes for pleasure, not for exhibition. Part of her insistence to go home is absolutely for Daemon's own benefit, but she cannot understand his problems since he cannot verbalize them.

When Laena dies, not only Daemon's old life in Westeros is still closed to him, a new life in Pentos isn't possible either. He does from expecting a 3rd child with his dragonriding wife in their maybe forever home to watching her immolate herself and leave him and his daughters with zero family support in a foreign land. So yeah... I would have loved to see him comfort the girls in their shared grief. He absolutely should have. But it also kind of made sense that he completely closed off instead. Here is to him figuring this stuff out at some point.

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realhankmccoy · 3 months

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fuckin cracks me up that Americans think of Blood Meridian as postmodernist.... ahahahahaha... this stupid fucking country. there's a lot of them who think it is, too. I guess they didn't notice the Bible literally materialising in it. I guess they never read a Cormac McCarthy interview? I guess they don't know what a western crossed with Stephen King written in a flat modernist style that -- oh how it would displease Harold Bloom, perhaps, to hear it -- clearly has Hemingway in it?

Who reads that book and thinks 'PoMo?'

anyhow at least that idiot who got it wrong tonight -- as he always gets everything wrong -- wrote a few good lines creepin on me before devolving into the standard issue conservative cucked stuff implausible seams showing about pussy (drag is only magical if you're convincing, hunty, and so is straight drag) and trying to use too many big words like Elon does in order to 'sound more intelligent' which obviously doesn't work when these people don't know the reason big words exist and how to use them... like saying you're 'aspirationally Jewish' which is still driving me up the wall... Elon says so much stupid shit.

so yes if that idiot had his shit together and realised he's an idiot and what to fix, i mean 3/8ths of that post was solid and probably his best writing in years, notwithstanding the massive glaring error about Cormac McCarthy, he who is quite comfortable with good vs evil, he who probably votes Republican -- being pomo. I mean what the fuck is Republican pomo anyhow? What would that even be? The whole Republican thing is an infantile longing for order, not the postmodernist project of sewing disorder.

Notwithstanding how it annoys me that I'm an influence on the idiot, for it has never been about control and narcissism with me (the idiot only projected this upon me because that's how Trump is and that's how he, as Trump's cuck, is) I actually don't like influencing anybody, probably because I don't like myself very much and don't need to be seeing any more of myself in the world. It actually just grosses me out and depresses me to see anything inspired by me. 100% of the time I think art inspired by me sucks, and why wouldn't I? I don't even like any of my art. That's not a posture, kids. I can't think of a single thing I've ever written that I'd feel comfortable handing to anybody like it's any good. This isn't some noble thing, either. I just don't like it. I don't like the sound of anything I have made, pretty much. And why would I? Why would I when I was programmed by the parents and the community to know my total insignificance and still am despite occasional moments where they try to make me feel like I have some? The overwhelming --

But whatever, it doesn't really matter as I believe in the Sagan stuff about our insignificance anyhow, at the same time believing in the signficance of everyone and all the small things, which I then have to apply to myself, because leaving yourself out is not objective, and then when I extend that to myself, the whole thing blows up because the forces that drive me don't compute.

Now, there is a sewing of disorder in the Republican as it generates chaos trying to get what it wants -- 'divide and conquer' and i know some awful liberal-ish money conquest women who also think that way.

That's not the same thing tho. That's like, Papa Hemingway with a John Wayne streak.

I really will never quite understand why Harold Bloom hates Stephen King but wets himself for Blood Meridian. It's like a boring Stephen King novel. Sure, I guess it's more formally literary but also you know, more formally boring. The Judge -- I feel like Mike Judge would do better in a Beavis & Butthead film. But Mr. Bloom didn't really watch MTV.

Nope, kids, I just didn't get it. Usually Harold Bloom is somebody I agree with almost across the board, but I just don't get it. Perhaps it's a HETERONORMATIVE THING, much like Tarantino fanboys are.

anyhow i kinda feel bad for that idiot cuck having to find every sticker on the sticker sheet and apply it to itself because it's so typically american these days.

it's so... 'i'm every woman' only it's not succinct, it's just embarrassing, like these americans always trying to elbow on top of each other in their rat race in which they're always a tool, always a derivative, never truly the Boss that they want to be, for their is always a bigger boss, and the biggest boss is Trump.

rather than dabble and wander between the whole sticker set of crowns and swords and cups and pussy and cock, why not just grow a pair of balls and commit to something outré

i mean look at it this way: even somebody who committed wholeheartedly to the entire Princess sticker sheet is more of a man than some idiot who can't figure out which Lucky Charm he feels like today. oh, i remember that age well... sometimes i felt like blue diamons, other times green clovers... and always like green trees, limited.

and there's always man of them to eat again and again

but when i see like a Canadian trans woman commit wholeheartedly to being a 5-yr-old girl, now that takes balls. that takes courage.

you either want to muddy the waters to seem deep, like Nietzsche says, or you want to clarify something or choose a course.

nothing this idiot cuck ever does smacks of courage. it is courage free. they have some good ability to pay attention to television at times, for whatever that's worth. maybe they are best suited for television analysis for geeks into the details of television shows. it's very American, caring a lot about your shows and the details.

hey, credit where due, it's American but i sure don't have the patience to figure out every detail and quote about some crap on tv.

so, yes, there's a toddler with a sticker sheet who wants to be a princess, but a real princess would jump in all the way if she had some balls:

and let us not think this is about emasculation, it's about people who are trying to be a sticker sheet generalist and paste them all onto themselves willy nilly in ways that i only find tragicomic, camp and kitsch

for example why not choose this sticker sheet? the reason is because the idiot cuck has no balls

as a channel-surfer of nuclear suburbia, it's too much sustained focus for the cuck, who is used to using the clicker to go through all the shows... a masculinity crippled by tv, much like Rabbit Angstrom ended up at in middle age

being that i am FUCKING BORED with systemic cucks maybe they can work on that but i doubt they're capable of it any more than they're capable of buying me a steak because

what's a toddler in front of a tv gonna be capable of?

seriously tho who thinks this guy is PoMo at heart?

he's such a conservative western christcuck who is terrified by the pomo world he finds himself in. that's what The Road was all about, kiddos. That's what everything he writes seems to be about. I don't share his terror... I'm liberal and we're not as big of cowards. OH IS AMERICA GOING TO COLLAPSE I'M SO SCARED

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"a comedown of revolving doors"

either you're a chickenshit male or you're a female with far more guts, apparently. Cormac was a chickenshit. Emily Haines was not.

yes, you know, the American conservative is correct here, more correct than Harold Bloom I think.

'conservative pessimism' is what Cormac is i suppose Harold could be described as a conservative pessimist

too -- even as Harold's politics were with the Democrats, certainly he was trying to conserve literature in a sort of you know, different form of conservation -- there's a big difference between a 'conservative' and a 'conservationist', kids.

slip in a little Jesus

i dunno kids, i think there's something that neurotically went wrong with Harold Bloom, maybe frustration with feminism and identity politics and anarchists and deviance, that made his brain glom on to McCarthy a bit too aggressively is my theory cuz it truly has long been probably the main thing about Bloom that i can't get on the same page with... McCarthy enthusiasm

but i was spoiled by all that Stephen King at a young age, you see, and Stephen is far more imaginative and dreamlike than some writer of a fuckin' dark western.

but even... i mean i'm sorry, where's the Literature in McCarthy? Bloom never really seems to explain it. he just goes on and on about the character the Judge and the foreboding and the collapse of western civ... i mean, whatever dude ya never seen those themes before? Themes and ideas aren't discussing the LITTY RAT TURD or whatever ghost in the machine where did it go, where's Cormac LITTY RAT TURD if that's what this is all about? I just did not quite pick up on it, mmkay?

As for that cuck who is incapable of being exactly what i say its incapable of

it should find a sticker set that isn't just the generic all-encompassing one the parents always hand to the kids

and have the balls to go for it

David Bowie committed to different ways of life -- different personas -- for long periods of time -- it wasn't a costume party you flip in and out of like Lady Gaga who didn't understand it, you know?

like, read a book on method acting

i've been through a lot of looks and places and focuses and lifestyles in a lightweight curious fashion, more of a discovery zone than a statement

do you really want to look back on how you played king or bro every other day for years i mean zzzzz what are you a conservative? are you Elvis? Because he played the king as often as you do, princess and he was a Republican.

Bowie played the Goblin King briefly and it was explictly an evil role, portraying royalism as the establishment to be defeated.

Meanwhile there's Gaga in a crown with her Bad Romance posse and fake druggy fake decadence (the counter of albums sold and the ensuing profits is the most honestly thing about that video and what it's all about) which is just pathetic, the garishness of proudly capitalistic -- as proudly capitalistic as Trump

establishmentarian re-enforcement of daddies who owned 24 hotels or whatever thanks Gaga blech

anyhow, any deviance would be a good idea rather than copping from my page and being YET ANOTHER AMERICAN THINKING IF THEY SHOULD DON THAT COWBOY HAT FOR POWER.

how many times on this blog now have i talked about how much this video pissed me off when 'Greater Albania' Bugs Bunny here gets her rodeo on

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Dua Lipa is just more of this push for Warner Brothers to turn music into a Barbie product in the kids' bop aisle at Wal-Mart. Her lyrics don't even gel in this dumb song or her stuck up tone wrecks it... it comes across as totally fake and there being no real 'love' at all which is probably the truth, ain't it? But she sings the lie.

That White Town song she samples is better than her song, and i doubt Bugs Barbie or Lola Bunny Lips or whatever she goes by is capable of gender-bending.

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This is what good music used to be, kids. Chaka Khan gets what adulthood is about -- it's not about rabbit tricks (which are rooted in retaliatory fear of being eradicated and then turn into aggro, which is a pervasive mentally unhealthy and effectually sociopathic and repetitively abusive cowardice and sickness in most americans, from Trump to Swift) and it's not about Trumpian conquest and taking.

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lunarmote · 1 year

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Revisiting Suicide Room (2011)

Watch the same movie at age 12, 19, 25 - you'll react to it differently.

Two nights ago I watched a Polish movie with my art school friend S called the Suicide Room (Sala Samobójców). I’d seen this movie before about 5 times. The movie is about a gay high schooler called Dominik who gets "outed" by his former friend in an embarrassing public accident, is made the laughingstock of his class, and spirals into a depression. He seeks refuge in an online VR game where he meets a depressed girl who seems to understand him... As the movie goes on, he gets more sucked into the virtual world and loses touch with the outside world.

It's a film that seems to have gained a bit of a following in certain circles. It's criticized for the same drama that its followers praise it for -- depicting what it's like to have teenage depression. And all at once I am puzzled by this supposed "charge" against the movie: that it's melodramatic. The fact that there seems to be such a clean divide between older people calling it over-the-top and funny, an exercise in teens taking themselves so seriously, and teenagers idolizing the characters for being true-to-life, indicates to me this movie IS effective at highlighting some kind of bridge in preferences or empathy.

What does it mean for a film to be overdramatic?

I mean, this isn't the first teen movie to be called sentimental, melodramatic. As for myself, the film has lost the poignancy it once had but I am still incredibly fond of it.

This was my favorite movie as a teenager. At age 14, I begged my mom to be homeschooled. My overworked single mom panicked - a straight-A student threatening not to go to school was unheard of. The school administration freaked, set up "counseling" sessions where all they could do was talk glibly, soullessly, about the importance of education.

I remember watching Suicide Room that night and telling my mom I was perfectly willing to write a 5-page essay on my own on how the film was so beautiful and truthful and that if all English assignments were like this I would have no problems with school. I learned so much more through empathizing with the characters of Dominik and Sylwia than I learned through any school assignment. (It's interesting how this film works - it distracts you from your own pain by convincing you to, for an hour and 30 minutes, sympathize with another person. You come into the film wanting vindication, but you come away from it feeling like you lost a friend. I wanted to save Dominik.)

The fact that teenage angst seems to be near-universal, and the fact that adults eventually overcome it (I'd argue they don't actually, as many adults seem to be living in some kind of low-grade feelinglessness) doesn't suggest to me at all that the pain teens face is out of proportion, or that teens lack "perspective." It suggests rather, that perhaps adults have lost the memories of what it's like as a teenager, or they have lost sympathy towards that time of their life, since many people seem so embarrassed by their high school selves they try to scrub clean any memories of them.

I guess I can talk a little more about the main character in the film, Dominik. He is an entitled, condescending, sheltered kid. He nonetheless has a deep desire to connect with another human being. In the depths of his pain he turns to Sylwia who at first seems to be the provider of psychological support (and this time around, I picked up on this more strongly) - Dominik's redemption lies in the fact that he was willing to sacrifice himself to alleviate the pain of someone he thought had it worse than him. But his deepest flaw was not realizing that he had it worse.

Isn't that what happens? Your immediate environment fails you so you turn to the Internet. You find a community. You're led there by your own pain but you stay because you empathize with others' pain. But to break free of the pain means to break free of community.

A very clever scene exists in the movie. Sylwia is using Dominik to get herself pills so she can overdose. Torn between the threat of her hate and his fear of losing her to suicide, he talks to his psychiatrist through the closed door of his room while being in a voice call with Sylwia. The psychiatrist doesn't realize his answers have the double intention of showing Sylwia that ultimately, he will do as she wishes (get the pills), but not without stating his piece. He says he doesn't want to die. He doesn't understand suicide. His voice strains and he starts tearing up as he speaks to both - he doesn't understand how people who commit suicide could do that to their loved ones.

I've always wanted to stay up all night with Dominik. As a teen I wished I could pause the movie and jump in-universe and get through to him somehow, before the fatal incident. I told him I would stay up all night with him and we could just talk about, you know, life and death and beauty and our willingness to live, because sometimes you just need a friend.

So the film is dramatic. That’s what it takes to save a life.

#suicide room #sala samobojcow #sala samobójców #film review

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timelessbibliophile · 10 months

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I wish I could fully escape the alphabet show on Twitter but that’s hard when I have moots still talking about it. Currently on Twitter and this post says “say something BAD about this show (hsmtmts) and the fact that so many ppl are saying Gicky stans just give me a sense of joy. Like I’m glad I’m not the only one who sees how toxic they are as human beings. One person joined and then left a week later because of how terrible they are. I looked through all the quotes and of course I saw people hating Portwell but there wasn’t many people saying the stans SPECIFICALLY which is good cause that screams that Portwell’s weren’t too much of a problem. Some of the people saying Gicky stans weren’t even full fan accounts, they just stated their opinion on Gicky one time and all hell broke loose for them as they got attacked by all the toxic fan pages. Feels great not having to deal with them anymore although my timeline is about to be hell when it releases. Hopefully after a month or two it’ll die down and I’ll never have to see this show again

I won't say every single one of them is, because I know I wouldn't want it if they generalized about pws, and because i also know a couple rinas with whom i can have an actual conversation with (love you if you see this lol), but my experience with 90% of the rina fandom has been negative. They either call me racist or mysoginistic or stupid or any other name for not stanning Gina to the end.

I know the pw fandom (at least on tumblr) has died down for 2 reasons. 1, obviously pw is no longer together and many people were disappointed, but also 2, because the rinas bullied them out of here. It's not cool to bully people when you don't agree with them, or call them names for not liking your fav (which is valid w/o a reason, but it's also valid WITH a reason, which i know every pw who dislikes Gina and/or Ricky HAS a reason. And btw, most pw stans are also Gina stans, idk where y'all get the idea that we don't like Gina).

I always say this when I answer these types of asks but i'll say it again:

BULLYING ISN'T OKAY NEITHER FOR RINAS OR PORTWELLS.

I'm so sick and tired of this fandom being so divided that we even drive new people away with our stupid ship wars and online fights. It's honestly embarrassing for all of us who are still active in this fandom, and I include myself because I know sometimes I contribute to the ship wars that drive people away, although I really try not to.

I try to be a positive person, even when i'm critiquing the show for things they could've done better/things i think kinda sucked, i try to stay in my lane and not shame anyone who DOES like the things I dislike about it. I must admit, though, it's very, very hard to be positive when i'm constantly being sent anonymous hate. I know a couple more accounts who just stopped posting or closed their asks because it was getting ridiculous how much bs they had to deal with. Which again, I find embarrassing.

I wish we could all just enjoy this show without tearing each other apart. I wish we could be one of those fandoms that's known on the internet for just being super chill (The Lunar Chronicles fandom, The Dragon Prince fandom, the Renegades fandom, etc).

Most of us go online because we want to be a part of a community that loves and enjoys the same things we do, so why can't we just be that? Love and respect each other despite having very different thoughts and ships and fav characters.

#hsmtmts #this ask was talking about rina stans because they're loudest one atm #but ALL of us got work to do man #everyone is tired of everyone and we gotta change that #maybe after s4 is out we'll all just bond out of nostalgia and we'll finally be a positive fandom lol

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valhahazred · 2 years

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Them from Outside want in. Inside our universe of light and matter, so different from the formless chaos that roils around the universal font of Azathoth. Out there, they’re little more than plankton. Mere mouthfuls for larval Outer Gods.

But inside our universe, amongst the pitiful things that populate it, they’re the gods.

Their primary means of coming in is in the creation of the Outer Hybrids. They send whispers and instructions along the paths that they cannot tread alone, offering knowledge and power in exchange for aid. Success is rare but for those who exist outside of time, patience is supreme.

To make the biological connection, the Outer Ones instruct their conspirators in corrupted rituals of “connection” with Yog-Sothoth and inject their seeds when they are performed. Yog-Sothoth is the perfect interface between alien genetics, with its biological fusion of all multiversal life it can serve as the glue between even the most disconnected of species.

While its genes do end up as a part of the Hybrids, Yog Sothoth can only be said to be their father in the most technical sense. It does not have any agency in the process and doesn’t care for its misbegotten children. Indeed, Outer Hybrids that attempt to bring themselves to its attention are struck down without remorse.

When they succeed, the Hybrids will often be driven to open a true path into the universe for their forebears, now able to coordinate attempts from both sides of the divide. As the Hybrids work on the path they’ll scour worlds, blood and biomatter fuel for them to split and fissure and spawn. They’ll bloom in an orgy of self-devision until nothing else is left.

It is believed that this is what happened to the first biospheres of Venus and Mars and allowed the “Old Ones” to walk on Earth in the early days, as the Progenitors first colonised the system.

Common traits Undimensioned and unseen. The Hybrids are generally invisible to common eyesight as they exist slightly out of phase with visible light. They can be seen by those who can look Beyond, or can make the Voorish Sign. Spreading the dust of Ibn Ghazi in the area where their presence is suspected can force them back into phase and thus fully visible.

Winds of magic. The presence of Hybrids is accompanied by cold winds and strange weather. While they seem to simply generate air currents, it actually comes from their influence on the psychokinetic energy field through their connection to Yog-Sothoth. In addition to the telekinetic currents, they can strike with subspatial lightning.

Vampirism. While they’re perfectly capable of consuming ordinary food, Outer Hybrids are also able to suck blood through their trunk-like tentacles. In many cases this is a catalyst for reproduction, triggering their growth to enormous size before splitting into numerous offspring.

Of two minds. We once thought some dinosaurs had two brains. In the Outer Hybrids, this is usually true. The brain in the usual place maintains the capabilities of the source species, preventing the Hybrid from being lost in rational space-time. The Outer mind manifests somewhere in the lower body of the Hybrid and leads its decision making when it comes to magic, reproduction and calling the Outer Ones. While both minds are aware and in constant communication, one tends to exist in a dream-like state while the other leads.

Known Hybrids The Progenitors chose to make a Hybrid as an experiment after being swayed by promises of supreme biological power, the goal of all the earthly colonist’s scientific development. It resulted in a single larvae that grew to titanic size before bursting into hundreds of predatory flying polyps in seeming parody of the spore-based reproduction of the Progenitors. The conflicts between the Polyps and the Progenitors lasted millenia until the Yith chose Polyp territory to found the Library of Pnakotus. The Yith locked them away and squated above their prisons to dissuade the Progenitors from mounting all out attacks against the cities of the Yith. Now with the Yith gone the Polypous Ones are technically free but those that remain beneath the sands of Australia are old, long past their reproductive age and content to stay hidden and unbothered.

Human Hybrids have sprung up several times. Old Wizard Whateley forced his daughter Lavinia to carry them and led to the legend of the Dunwich Horror. In the distant future the Deathless Sorcerers will breed hundreds in hopes of powerful guardians and unwittingly create their future Empress. Al-Hazred himself was devoured by one in the marketplace of Damascus. One interesting thing about Human Hybrids is the frequency they are born in pairs, a firstborn Guide and a mighty Harbinger. The Guide tends towards the human, less developed biologically and sothically but much more in tune with human things. The Harbinger, on the other hand, inherits much more from its alien parents and is nearly incapable of surviving on its own in the alien environment of Earth. The division is not absolute, however. An aged Guide will become much like its brother over time; the Harbinger simply has a head start.

Star Vampires have been in the Sol system for as long as the Yith can perceive. What species spawned them is unknown. The Star Vampires maintain a single colony, hidden on a parallel Mars known as Rhylkos. They’re eusocial, with a spawning queen known to occultists as Uvhash, the Blood-Mad God of the Void. They sometimes come to Earth to take blood back to their queen. Their presence is always announced by an unnerving hyena-like cackle. Although it brings to mind malevolent laughter, the sound is an alien form of echolocation, pinging across the subspace veil in search of astral cords.

#cthulhu mythos #lovecraftian #eldritch #strange aeons #monsters #creature design #dunwich horror #wilbur whateley #horror #my art #star vampire #flying polyps

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bropunzeling · 4 months

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For fic ask game, ★ for linger, ❖ for linger and don't ever be a stranger, ☰ for last call x second chance romance (no I'm not fishing what do you mean)

already answered the first one, so!

✿ did anything major change when you started writing [fic] to when you finished?

originally this fic wasn't going to be linear! i had vague thoughts of doing something similar to collide the spaces that divide us, where it would start with the 2023 asg and then go back to the 2020 asg and work forward again. in that version the conflict was going to be much more about the trade itself instead of matthew's deep-seated emotional hangups about being vulnerable. i tried writing the opening and went oh this isn't working and then switched to the structure you see now.

☰ send a fic and an unrelated trope and I’ll remix it [last call and second chance romance]

lmao i sure was giving them one more year than they got!!!! but okay here's what i think happens to trevor and jamie after that fic:

trevor does get traded, right at the deadline. jamie, too. it sucks and maybe the worst part is they're barely talking anymore, that one night in cabo strung up like a barbed wire fence between them.

smash cut to years later in another city. jamie hasn't had the career where he gets to stay in one place for long, but he’s been here a few seasons at least. has his friends, a bit of community, is making a home for himself. the injuries are what they are but he’s hoping for a few good years, maybe some cup runs if they're lucky, and then he'll retire and go back to the gta.

then, in the spring, the team makes a trade. for trevor.

and it's EXCRUCIATING. the social media people keep having them do videos together. most of the team (who aren't children, anyway) expect them to be buddies. and trevor is as bubbly and charming and fast talking as ever, but jamie knows. it's been years; he knows when trevor's hiding things, and now is no different.

except they are on a playoff run, and trevor seems to be making friends (jamie has the selfish urge to be like they were my friends first, which isn't even fair) and one night in mid april they're all out celebrating a win, and trevor looks at him across a table, and it’s like they're fucking twenty again, it's everything jamie ever wanted then, and he has to swallow hard because it turns out he still might want it now.

#cue the playoff run and painful opening of old wounds and kissing after you lose the conference finals #ask meme

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maturemenoftvandfilms · 2 years

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I think what I want to say to all of your anons that berate you with questions and hateful claims is that we all go through it... Some form of shock at our own likes and dislikes, and some of us end up sticking to our guns about who and what we find attractive and think it's liberating to share who and what that is while some think that by suppressing it they're somehow helping... Neither one is right. We are just experiencing our world for what it is. On the one hand, I'm sure we all wish those politicians and celebs that are assholes weren't (because honestly who would want to be with them eww lol can't stand the high maintenance part) but some of us also consider that it's not the end of the world and might even find it funny or a turn on to make those same types feel awkward or aware that there's a whole group of gay men who lust after them. It's not inherently bad, but it also sucks to be judged about it considering we're all kind of in the same boat. I mean, I've read some of your supporters say really deeply stupid things like "Democrats or liberals are not as attractive as Republicans or conservatives" LOL WTF. I know what they are TRYING to say, but it's definitely not anything to do with political affiliation or ideology. That has nothing to do with biological makeup or appearances. We're all psychologically attuned to loving or lusting after something or someone or a certain type based on our experiences and very personal internal needs, like wanting to be subjugated, dominated, or to be the subjugator or be the dominant ones, it's ridiculous to try to put it in one lane or the other when we actually mean the same thing. Ultimately we are all gay, some more in control and some more prone to give up that control, men and should enjoy being gay men, no matter what branch of that tree we thrive on. I wish we could show love to each other in our community when we are both liberal in our thoughts AND conservative..... no matter the reason. We live with each other anyway, why divide ourselves into groups further just because one side has an extreme view to the other? I don't get why we fight so much. If this was the 70s throigh the early 90s, we'd be fighting the same fight. We would be united agaibst HIV and AIDS and the doctrines of the religious right trying to make monsters of us for contracting a virus that to this day has no cure. The internet has just made us and our sexual preferences so polarized.

I'll admit: This anon stays anon because he wants to express love and kindness, and that does not seem to be the preferred topic of the day. In the end, Trans, Republican, Alex Jones lovers, Effeminate, Masc, Leather, Daddy, Boy, etc. We should help each other. Take each other seriously but not too seriously, and realize we just love certain aspects of masculinity and femininity that bring us joy and pleasure.

Honestly, I found as many things to be proud of about myself just following your blog as I did about hating our community. We should not be so extreme in our reactions. You honestly seem very reasonable, and all you are doing is putting your inner most thoughts out for the world to see, and I can appreciate that, @maturemenoftvandfilms - I love that too. :)

I wish everyone the best, and I wish we could see where we are different is interesting and not a point for conflict. We have enough of that to face in the world as gay or bisexual men. Let's be honest with each other and inclusive even if it's about people we ourselves would not think of as "sexy" or "attractive" because some people are just playing a role.

I'd like to thank you. I was feeling angry and hateful these past few weeks and you've brighten my day.

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blackswallowtailbutterfly · 2 years

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“Woman” and “girl” aren’t feelings, they’re descriptions. They quickly communicate that you are A) human, B) female, C) whether you are an adult (woman) or a child (girl). That’s it. No special meaning, no gendered behaviours, no feelings. The only reason it sucks to be a woman is because men (adult human males) decided they wanted to control us and they hate us for being people anyway and resisting. So they’ve convinced a lot of women to hate other women too, to keep us divided. That’s literally the reason. If men didn’t hate us and constantly try to control us and pit us against one another, being a woman would be completely neutral except when it comes to reproduction, which would only happen when women wanted it to.

So no one feels like a woman or not like a woman anymore than a non-human animal can feel like a human or you as a human can feel like an octopus. You just can’t. The fact of being human or not human isn’t a feeling, as is the fact of being a woman or not a woman. You can believe you feel like you’re actually a bald eagle instead of a human, but you actually don’t. You can’t possibly know what it is to be a praying mantis or feel like one. You only know what it’s like to be a human who feels connected to all the things humans know or think they know about ferrets. You’re either human or you’re not, and if you’re reading this you are. You’re either female or male. The former makes you a woman or a girl, the latter makes you a man or a boy. Self-identity has nothing to do with it. You know this. It’s the same for mares and stallions, cows and bulls, does and stags, lionesses and lions, etc..

#my posts #what is a woman #sex vs gender #what is a man

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rivetgoth · 2 years

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I think part of what makes trans liberation a tricky convo for so many people is that there is a point where you have to acknowledge the fact that trans rights are going to overlap with butch cis lesbians, with cis male crossdressers, with GNC people who may or may not call themselves cis, with cis gay people, that the line between GNC cis woman and trans man actually is blurry when discussions of our rights are involved, as is effeminate cis man and trans woman, but so is effeminate cis man and trans man, and GNC cis woman and trans woman, and I don’t mean this in the “transphobia effects cis people too!” way where trans people are displaced as the main targets & instead priority is given to people experiencing splash damage (ie. when a masc cis woman is mistaken for a trans woman and then suddenly “trans allies” are taking transmisogyny seriously), I mean that, realistically, at what point does someone’s transness become proveable or tangible enough that we can be distinctly separated from cisgender counterparts when it comes to human rights and our autonomy on a legal level? There is a reason that transsexual and transgender and transvestite and drag king/queen and butch and crossdresser are all terms that can have overlap even when it doesn’t quite make sense. There is no autonomy or freedom if we suggest that the key to trans liberation is to give humanity only to transgender people who circle back around to perfectly conforming to gender but on the opposite playing field this time and leaving everyone slightly to the left of gender conformity to rot. But navigating this is a complete mess because from the outside there are MANY groups just jumping on the chance to nod sagely and agree that trans women are just crossdressing men, or trans men are actually just repressed tomboys, and one wrong word and it could very easily veer in that direction, and from within the community I think a lot of people resist this because they don’t WANT to be grouped with lesbians, or butch women, or crossdressers, or risk being degendered or misgendered for the same reasons I just mentioned. But what I’m saying isn’t “trans men are the same as butch cis women” or “trans women are the same as cis crossdressers,” it’s that these are not solidly separate groups that can be divided up cleanly, where one can earn civil rights and autonomy while the other does not. Trans men being afforded respect without GNC or butch womanhood being afforded respect is a facade because ultimately that respect is surface level and built upon respectability politics, the moment he is perceived as an individual assigned female at birth subverting that assignment he is back to square one. Transmisogyny won’t be stopped if trans women fitting a very narrow single definition of transfemininity earn some basic level of respect but anybody too far from that, any person assigned male at birth who engages with femininity or womanhood but just to the left of the binary transitioned passing trans woman, is still left to fall through the cracks. What you’re saying is that there is still a gender and sex binary that can and/or should exist, and trans rights are dependent on how well individuals can adhere to it “despite” their transness. Which both sucks and is just not a functional way to achieve true equal rights.

Obviously this leads to TERFs showing their asses all the time, when they make sweeping generalizations about womanhood that exclude large groups of cisgender women/anyone assigned female and when they & conservatives try to push laws that are just entirely regressive regarding gender roles that ultimately harm any GNC person regardless of trans status or lack thereof. It’s also why trans people are included within the LGBT acronym to begin with, because “queerness” or same sex attraction or non heteronormative identities or whatever you want to call it is inherently non-gender conforming by mainstream western Christian societal standards, and trans people are in some ways the furthest end of this nonconformity. This is why the result of the LGB vs the T being viewed as two separate distinct categories is transphobic LGBs acting -surprised pikachu face- when transphobic lawmakers time and time again turn on them next. “Gay people are fine but trans people aren’t” is never going to be a worldview that works in practice in the long-run, right from the get-go you’ve admitted that the moment somebody crosses the line you’ve created for what acceptable deviation from gender is that they are no longer deserving of human rights, and there is never an actual easy cut-off to that. Trans women BAD, but cross dressing men are okay? What if he lives full-time as a woman? What if he takes hormones? Cis women can be butch but they can’t call themselves men? So then what are you implying, that gender nonconformity is okay up until you use the wrong words, up until you undergo consensual body modification, as long as you go home at the end of the day and take it all off and look at your naked body and can happily say “Yep, I sure am glad that I’m a cis person even though I like to pretend?” Come on. At what point, then, is it “too gender nonconforming” to be a woman who dates other women, a man who has sex with other men, a person who chooses not to exist in a nuclear family unit? Remember awhile ago when someone did that article on how classic texts on conversion therapy consistently focused on curing gender nonconformity, with “same sex attraction” being one of many examples of the types of the “nonconformity” being treated?

#sorry this is super rambly I’m just thinking out loud

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empyllon · 1 year

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People are in general, disillusioned and claim that abstaining or not, voting with their wallets don't work.

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But, they forget that engagement matters, and the real non-fungible token is your attention. Re-releases and installments are ultimately just attention grabbers, and by and large, the true "manspreaders" of media in the sense that they prevent actual new content from claiming space, and new creators to push new ideas.

So what to do about shitty/problematic media?

Well, considering the ethics, in this specific case of Hogwarts Legacy;

Buying to-then stream the game, even if donating the money does not rid your hands of the fact that you contributed to stochastic terrorism in your home territory (not to dismiss off-region tragedies, they deserve their own space). So simply put, your money went into the pockets of people who use fear and hate to restrict LGBTQ+ rights, and by extension, your rights (it starts somewhere, you know it). It sucks but your allyship is rescinded, sorry hun.

You could here, refund the game once you learned to do better, but then, you have already given attention and time to this.

So what then? Well, honestly if you want to be an egotistical prick and still play the game, do it. Don't act like playing a morally vague card removes you from being held accountable. The argument that you are "supporting" developers is moot, the only thing you are supporting is upholding your skinnerbox of self-gratification, while trying to hold face. Piracy could be an option if you dont want to pay, but streaming is still off-limits, displaying the media might put you in criminal trouble but you are removed from the financial-foodchain. However, you are still trading your attention-NFTs away.

It's here I'm reminded about an article in how Russia supposedly has weaponized social media to divert attention (Fri Tanke, Sans #3, 2022). And honestly, you can see it happening all over the web. MAPs claiming they belong in the LGBTQ+ community, the far right racking down on drag queens, terfs against transpeople, gamergate, r/animetitties now publishing news etc. The tactic is as old as rocks, to "divide and conquer". I would honestly call it divide and divert – much like how pickpocketers in the street are in groups of 2; one to distract, one to pilfer. You simply aren't aware it's happening.

With this in mind, I propose the following tactic instead of posting spoilers, instead of taking the piss out on disillusioned fans and instead of perhaps, maybe converting one; get to cash in on the attention NFTs.

What I mean with that is, simply, hijack the conversation, don't engage with people – let them engage with you, simply divert attention – if they can be distracted, you win. The new currency is hype and attention, you might get far instigating hate, but your speech-checks will fail more often if you aren't some top of the line salesman.

Hashtags are the modern way to sift through content, and the algorithm can be manipulated. It's theoretically possible to use the same means the right has used on twitter; taking the hashtags and keywords to divert attention elsewere. Let others instigate if they want, but add to the noise by drowning out the potterheads with irrelevant media and attention grabs. You've seen it happen with the Tate circus, you know it works.

It's effective and likely less chance to fail. And sure, some people will insist being a potterhead is do or die, that they deserve to have their inner-child make-a-wish dreams of the Nth HP game be fullfilled. So let them be that sour kid then, playing with their toys, in their own sandbox. A self-serving person is as likely to want to engage in topics on ethics, as a grouchy toddler to eat their veggies. You aren't looking to divert their attention, you wanna divert the others that are open to it. And if Jackson Galaxys theory is true; a no must be followed with a yes.

So instead of playing Hogwarts Legacy, I suggest;

Authors

Roald Dahl — The Witches

Jay Eaton — Runaway to the Stars

Terry Prattchett — The Color of Magic / Equal Rites

Susan Cooper — Silver on the Tree

C.S. Lewis — Narnia books

Among Gnomes and Trolls (Org. title Bland tomtar och troll)

Directors / Studios

Guiellmo Del Toro — Pinocchio, Pans Labyrinth, Cabinet of Curiosities

Cartoon Saloon — Song of the Sea, Wolfwalkers

Team Cherry — Hollow Knight (Silk Song is due soon)

Super Giant Games — Hades

What would you hold this space for?

Retweet, reblog, share. The algorithm knows. Make some noise.

#hogwarts legacy #harry potter hogwarts game #harry potter #fuck jkr #jk rowling #literature #video games #hogwarts mystery #post hogwarts #hogwarts express #potterhead #fantasy #wizard #hp #signal boost #signal boooooost #signal b00st

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f1 · 2 years

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Lewis Hamilton vows not to be 'negative' about future drivers when he retires from Formula One

Lewis Hamilton vows not to be 'negative' about future drivers when he retires from Formula One after criticism from Sir Jackie Stewart and Nelson Piquet... as the Mercedes star insists he will 'always be watching' after he calls it a day Lewis Hamilton has the joint most World Drivers' Championship titles in history He has vowed to stay 'positive' about fellow drivers after he stops racing The 37-year-old accused former drivers of 'trying to bring him down' Nelson Piquet was roundly criticised this year for calling Hamilton a racial slur By Michael Rudling For Mailonline Published: 15:24 EDT, 11 August 2022 | Updated: 15:24 EDT, 11 August 2022 Seven-time world champion Lewis Hamilton has taken a swipe at former drivers, as he promised to stay 'positive' towards F1 competitors after he retires from the sport. It comes after Nelson Piquet was condemned by the sport for referring to Hamilton as a variation of the n word, while Sir Jackie Stewart suggested he should retire from driving to pursue a fashion career. The 37-year-old had not put a date on his retirement yet, although there are few records left for him to break in the sport. Lewis Hamilton has vowed to remain 'positive' about F1 drivers after he retires from the sport The 37-year-old has the joint most drivers' world championship wins in history, with seven He will be aiming for a record eighth drivers' championship, and could top the list for most race entries after recording his 300th earlier this season. In quotes carried by the Mirror, Hamilton said: 'I'll always be tapped into this sport, I'll always be watching,' 'I'll always want to be someone that's being positive to whichever drivers that are here, good or bad, because you know how difficult it is to start, and how it can suck and how days can be good and how people can be negative about you. 'I don't ever want to be one of those drivers that does that, because we've experienced that. Nelson Piquet was condemned by the F1 community for calling Hamilton a racial slur He made similar comments ahead of the British Grand Prix last month, where he told reporters: 'In the last couple of weeks, I don't think a day has gone by when someone who has not been relevant in our sport for decades has not been saying negative things and trying to bring me down.' 'But I am still here and still standing strong. I'm focused on my work and pushing for diversity and inclusion in our sport. Crisis management. It's not enough. Now it's time for actual real action.' He continued: 'Formula 1, the media, we should not be giving these people a platform. I've always tried to be respectful to these individuals but why did we give these guys a platform? They are not with the time, they are not willing to change. 'These micro-aggressions and racial undertones are just creating more divides. I love when Michelle Obama says 'when they go low, we go high' so I try to do that. I'm still here and it's not going to deter me from doing what is right and doing what I love, which is working in this sport.' Advertisement Share or comment on this article: Lewis Hamilton vows not to be 'negative' about future drivers when he retires from Formula One via Formula One | Mail Online https://www.dailymail.co.uk?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490

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gnc-tits · 2 months

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i have no problem with striking and whatnot and of course i donate when i can but so so much of usamerican political action (aside from the heroes who do direct action but lets be real, not everyone is the person to do that) is like. follow the strike. call your reps. which is important! its super important to do that! but this country is so so divided from state to state like i really did not feel it until spending some time away from home but we all live so so differently and it sucks in different ways thats vaguely united but. to give a personal example: i have no idea what its like to be a trans person in a red state. i just have no idea. i imagine its pretty fucking bad, and where i live isnt even that great but a 16 year old got killed IN SCHOOL in oklahoma the other day like the sheer difference in how we live is insane. i only know what it’s like to be a trans person in this state. and thats just one of the ways we’re divided! and soooo much usamerican political action is this broad fucking country wide thing we’re all supposed to be doing and it does matter, it is important, but more and more people in gaza are dying and we need a ceasefire now. we’re divided as fuck and on all different ends of the working class spectrum and something like a strike (which, again, cannot stress this enough, does matter) i genuinely believe isnt going to get to a ceasefire fast enough

yknow what we can do though? organize with our local community. like i cant speak for more rural areas unfortunately but cmon if you live in a city you have to know at least someone who is generally progressive and doesnt have to worry as much about being killed for it. there are people out there who want a better world, you just have to find them and yall! if you organize and enough people get together and put a fire under politicians asses you CAN call for a ceasefire in your city it IS possible it is so possible and even if it doesnt pass you can still get together and make noise. and if you take that energy and apply it to other cities in your state and connect with them and influence them then like. its a lot fuckin harder to ignore! as of right now around 70 us cities have called for a ceasefire and it is largely divided and there are like. none in red states where we need them to be. and lets be real none of the blue ones are lookin that great either. but if you get like, i dont know, as many as possible but even like, 10 is still significant, if you get that many cities in one state calling for a ceasefire then its a lot harder for your state reps to ignore you. and absolutely keep calling and emailing but. i dunno. 5 months of genocide and theyre still largely ignoring us, so maybe we need to do something a little bit more that’s actually feasible for the way we’re living

#free palestine #free gaza #ceasefire now #united states politics #leftism #its just so hard to not feel hopeless yall but we dont get to feel that! the united states is a key fucking player in this and we need to do #More we just need to! and asking people to call off work when a lot of us are a few missed paychecks away from homelessness just isnt #realistic. basically participate in local government in ways that isnt just fucking voting oh my godddddd #even then theres a problem with voter turnout in local elections where it tends to matter more but. regardless of if you live in a city #thats progressive/leftist/liberal/whatever or not you CAN make a difference #embrace community and you shall reap the benefits etc etc #also just to give credit where credits due: the black women in georgia who organized in 2020? the blueprint. thats the energy we need during #any year but especially now and during an election year #fucking forgot it was an election year oh my god. i am so anxious

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lexstellaris · 1 year

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Daily Draw - 4/5/23 - Sacred Rebels Oracle (Alana Fairchild)

35 - Conscious Connections

It's interesting that this card is coming up when I'm in a transition, in a way, in terms of finding community and looking for people to connect to in both mundane and spiritual contexts. It's definitely not something I am very good at. I don't know how to people well, especially if they won't infodump with me and tell me interesting things. I lose interest in folks very easily if they don't get that. /I am Very Autistic who knew lol

But sometimes you do have to recognise that you can't do things alone, and that even if you could, it's more fun to do things with other people. Especially when we live in a world that wants so badly to divide and conquer minority groups, esp queer folks, there's a need to stick together. it's just not always easy to find those people irl and I struggle a lot with that. Making friends is not my forte.

I've also struggled with people just needing me for various reasons while they sort out their own shit, and then they move on. And like, I don't mind helping with that stuff, but it's always so one-sided. I do all the caring and emotional work, and get nothing in return. And tbh, at this point in my life? I'm tired of doing that. I ain't got time to be someone's therapist for free. I'm not qualified for that.

But it does make me sad, because I inevitably lose all these connections with people, for better or worse, and some I really loved a lot. But they weren't meant to be in my life forever, so I let them go. It's just, when that makes up so much of the connections you make with ppl? It skews a lot of how you approach things. bc these were never ppl who I approached. They all came to me. Needed me for a while, then moved on.

tbh I've only needed to do cord-cuttings twice for these sort of relationships, when I needed to make sure I was totally free of ppl. Which sucks, bc I harbour no ill will when ppl move on bc that's what they do. But sometimes you gotta remove the toxic folks, and it sucks every time.

It's the kind of thing that makes me wary of ppl, and hard to connect, bc I'm so used to ppl needing me for something, or just being around for a while, that the ones who have stayed around and are ones I consider friends are so valuable and precious to me. That my partner doesn't expect me to do all the emotional work but also is very eager to support me too? That was a game changer for me. I never imagined being in a relationship like that, because I'd never been in one like that before. It was always just being the emotional support rock.

And, ofc, now that I know things don't need to be like that, I have a much lower tolerance for that kind of thing. But there are still wounds, because of course there are. And they need healing. But that takes vulnerability that I'm not sure I have quite yet. One day, maybe. We'll see.

#daily draws #sacred rebels oracle #reflective writing #friendships #relationships #being the emotional support rock #and how much that sucks

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characternerdocs · 1 year

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△ "You ever wish yer fate was different, Lilith? Would you have never wanted to be bound to Khavak and perish, given the choice? Start anew in another vessel elsewhere?"

ask a really invasive question ||| @icybreaths

Lilith's discomfort meter : ⚫⚫⚫⚫🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘

"Um... No? Khavak is fun! I have absolutely no problem being connected ta Khavak. Does it suck that for Khavak to have found me I had to nearly die in a blizzard as a babe? Yeah, but I grew up wild and free. And sure, in a technical sense, I've never left Khavak since it found me, and yes, I am literally rooted into the plane via roots and veins which have grew into my body and run through me. Forever and always anchoring me to the base of that towering tulip tree. And I guess I can see how to an outsider that doesn't look like freedom. But it is. oh it so so freeing what being bound to Khavak. Being given the golden resin of the trees as my avatar, complete control over the liquid sap to form myself however I please allows me to be anything. humanoid or snake, or I can feel the wind beneath wings as an owl.

And not to mention the outside world and its rules. With Khavak there's one rule, (which frankly isn't even Khavak's) which is in Winter I'm dormant. Sucks but much more palatable than what I'd have to follow if I weren't Bathkhavak, I'd be stuck in some boring village or township or something, viewed as lesser cause I'm a woman. even tally be forced to marry a man who would view and treat me as nothing more that his property and then be society obligated to give him children. Granted if I haven't offended the community leaders in some way and been condemned to be burned at the stake.

Yeah, I'll take splinters in my internal organs over that any day.

Really the only rub with the setup Khavak and I got going (besides the no Winter thing) is that I don't really fit. I'm not human really, nor am I truly fey. Angels and demons don't know what to make of me. In taking me in Khavak created something entirely new. . .

DON'T GET ME WRONG! I love being whatever I am. It's weird and wonderful. but it's lonely. It's lonely cause everyone rejects du for not being exactly like them. Always this divide between duself and all else, that they won't ignore or let du forget. Makes one feel ... isolated. But still much rather be a little lonely than a bored and depressed lady trapped by the rules, religion, and culture expectations of a teeny tiny town.

And screw a new vessel. Du have any idea how confining a body of flesh and bone is once du have experienced dur consciousness in a liquid state? It's so claustrophobic not being able to just flow. and solid bodies are breakable and fragile. Plus their susceptible to illness, like the plague or decease. Infection, lose of limb! For someone as wild and free-spirited as myself, a physical body is completely impractical. I'd trash it in a fortnight or less, seeing as I don't go mad and try to tear my way out of the narrow confines of the fleshy prison.

#icybreaths #ask #Invasive question #Lilith

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