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AITA for changing my (30 FtM) name?
I was born with a very angrogynous/masculine name. For the sake of this post we'll say it's Alex Andrew Lastname. I was bullied for it growing up and can often see on people's faces that they were expecting someone different when they see my name first. I never liked my name growing up because I didn't think I fit the vibe. I'm just not an "Alex". But honestly, if I ever fully pass, that could change.
I recognize I've hit the trans guy jackpot. I've seen quite a few trans men change their names to my birth name, first and middle. Logically, I'd never have to change it for safety or validation reasons.
I've been using a different name for years now. My partner of 10 years doesn't know me by another name and cringes when we have to use Alex for legal paperwork. This name has been public knowledge to everyone including my family for about 8 years. We'll say this new name is "Elijah" (it is not)
The problem arises when I bring up my final legal name choice to my mom.
"Why that? I would have never named you that. I don't think it suits you." I double down and explain I like the name and don't mind the religious connotation (we went to church but she's always appropriated eastern religions, I am not religious) Additionally, SHE should have been using it all this time, even when I'm not there. She complains. "Can't I still call you Alex? I mean, I gave birth to you, I should still be able to call you Alex. I gave you that name because it was androgynous and cool, why do you want to change it?" I tell her again, no. If she's the only person deadnaming me, other people will feel they have the right to. "Can I call you Al?" No, sorry. "Can I call you Andrew? I named you after your uncle, he didn't do anything wrong."
Because she's pushing back so much, I tell her the truth. Growing up, she was abusive and negligent. When she did use my name, she said it like she hated me. When I was in trouble, when she was disagreeing with me, when she bullied me. She didn't really say my name in rare situations where she was proud because she was jealous and focused on making sure everyone knew I was cool and "unique" because I was "her kid". Because of it, I cringe when I hear my birth name. It's a strong name, a good name, even, but it makes me feel small and tired. I told her I was proud of her going to therapy, that we could start over, but that I'm asking to be respected as a person.
Shortly after I was born, she asked my grandma to draw up a tattoo of my deadname. It's a large, dark piece on her entire lower back. I told her I don't expect her to cover it, that she can keep it and mourn the name however she feels, but I'd like to get a matching, small tattoo with her to celebrate my new name if she's interested. She didn't really respond. She finally said she still doesn't like the name Elijah, but asked if she could call me Eli (yeah, obviously)
Despite all of this reaching some sort of compromise, I've heard I've made a bad decision from both sides. Some think I was too gentle and understanding and should have essentially said "fuck you this is my name take it or leave it". Others think I should have kept my deadname because there was nothing wrong with it, I'm being too emotional about it, or that I'm choosing to inconvenience others by changing things age 30. There's also the idea that no one really likes their name so it's not a great reason to change it.
AITA for having no real reason to change my name and doing so anyway?
What are these acronyms?
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mah-o-daryaa · 6 months
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For a show that's progressive, one-of-a-kind, ground-breaking for its time, and relies on "Show, don't Tell" a lot throughout the series, it bugs me how ATLA (or, more specifically, Bryke) preferred to tell the audience that Aang is a master airbender without showing us why. I mean, Toph, Zuko, Azula, and Katara are all shown practicing and improving their mastery in bending (although Katara has become rather overpowered), so why can't Aang have the same treatment?
Yes, Aang may be a child prodigy, and he did get airbending tattoos from inventing the air scooter, but I personally think that inventing an airbending technique (which demonstrates impressive ability and skill) is a way to gain the arrows prematurely, but isn't a requirement. Nothing in the show ever suggests just how far he's mastered his native element, let alone the other three. In the beginning of Sozin's Comet, Part 1: The Phoenix King (3:18), Aang says he thinks he still needs to practice his firebending more (which in hindsight makes sense, as he's just started relearning it from the dragons five episodes ago), and Toph notes that his earthbending could use more work too. Right off the bat, Aang is two elements away from complete mastery of all four, but later on he's seen practicing waterbending with Katara, implying he hasn't mastered it either.
We don't even see Aang practicing his airbending by himself post-iceberg, preferring to show off to random girls (like in Kyoshi Island). He just learns the elements, but doesn't really learn the philosophies behind each element. In this regard, he makes Kuruk and Roku look venerated in contrast. (To be fair to Aang, he had a specific deadline to master the four elements before Sozin's Comet that no other Avatar besides Wan had to deal with, but couldn't he try to make an effort to learn from the other nations?) Additionally, compared to Tenzin and Zaheer, Aang doesn't stand a chance against either of them (even though Tenzin is his son, but since Tenzin wasn't the Avatar, he could focus on upholding the Air Nomad culture and legacy). Even Jinora could go toe-to-toe with him at similar ages. He isn't really that impressive in any of the elements, to be honest; we've seen what a master of any specific element can do in both ATLA and LOK, as well as in the novels.
The main thing people often get wrong is that mastery isn't a final goal; it's a specific mindset. As in Pai Sho, what separates true masters from everyone else is that true masters always look for improvement in their strategy or skills. That's why Aang isn't a real master of the four elements: He always takes the easy way out, never trying to better himself or improve what he can already do.
I think this quote from Zaheer perfectly sums up what I've been saying: When you base your expectations on what you see, you blind yourself to the possibilities of a new reality. Even though it stems from his anarchist beliefs, it is genuinely one of the more insightful pieces of wisdom in the franchise because it promotes progress, a constant theme in life. Toph was able to invent metalbending because she wanted to "see" a reality where she could be recognized for her own talent in spite of her blindness; Zuko could learn firebending from the dragons because he could see a reality where he would regain his honor and fight alongside the Avatar, and so on. By contrast, Aang only takes things from surface-level, not putting any effort into understanding the true meaning of being the Avatar.
Speaking of Pai Sho, guess which Avatar constantly improved his/her abilities? Kuruk. Unlike Aang, Kuruk readily asked his companions, Jianzhu, Hei-Ran, and Kelsang, to continue teaching him, ever after he mastered the four elements that he was required to do, saying they would all benefit from the experience (the "true master" quote I mentioned above was actually said by him). Not only that, it was even inverted; sometimes they taught Kuruk, other times he taught them (which technically makes him the first known Avatar to teach bending to others). He was right, as during their lifetimes, they were the most powerful benders of their respective elements in the world!
Kuruk also had an intuitive connection to each of the four bending philosophies, which to this day remains unrivaled by any other Avatar, and was also one of the first people to suggest the idea that the four elements are connected (homeboy's literally a younger Water Tribe Avatar version of proto-Iroh, I'm honestly not going to be surprised if Iroh actually learned his belief from Kuruk during the former's visits to the Spirit World over tea and Pai Sho matches). If you ask me, Mone, learning the cultures and philosophies of the four nations is way more important than mastering the four elements, because the Avatar isn't just the bridge between the four nations; he/she is also the symbol of a unified world, and the franchise is saying that only one Avatar even bothered to do that? In my opinion, if we go by this rule, that easily cements Kuruk as the greatest Avatar in history!
Aang, on the other hand, never does this. Instead, he puts the Air Nomads on a high pedestal (which in turn causes him to place Katara on a high pedestal), and doesn't respect or learn from other nations' philosophies. He openly disrespects SWT culture and actively makes sure Tenzin doesn't have any exposure to the culture that Tenzin still belongs too, and worse, he pushes his own culture on other people's throats (remember the time he forced a homeless couple to "give up on hope because it's a big waste of time"? Or the time he forced Katara to not murder Yon Rha?) and values his own nation and values above the rest of the world (like the time he refused to kill Firelord Ozai because "all life is sacred", even though he has actually killed before, but if he doesn't kill Ozai, the latter's going to burn the entire Earth Kingdom to the ground!). That doesn't sound like something the Avatar is allowed to do, but Aang gets away with it anyway because ... hero?
There's actually another Avatar who focused on his/her own nation above the rest of the world. Avatar Szeto, Yangchen's predecessor, became a government official in his homeland, the Fire Nation. Under his tenure, the Fire Nation transformed from a fragmented, disaster-stricken state to the centralized, technologically-advanced nation we know of today. Unfortunately, this led him to neglect the other nations and, shortly after his death, the four nations were caught in a political event known as the Platinum Affair, which Yangchen had to deal with, eventually kick-starting the cycle of the current Avatar fixing their past lives' mistakes, while leaving problems for their future selves to fix. This problem might have even led to the growing ambition of Firelords Zoryu and Sozin as dictators, with the latter starting the Hundred Years War.
Aang not only valued his own nation's values above the others, he also forced said values on his non-Air Nomad companions; signed anti-miscegenation laws and tried to forcefully deport Fire Nationals from the colonies to return the land to the Earth Kingdom, even though they had already blended in with Earth Kingdom citizens, didn't wan to be separated from their families, and Zuko perceived the citizens of mixed heritage as his own subjects; refused to let his family practice SWT culture, even though his children could benefit from being members of both cultures, not just one or the other, and set an example for mixed-race families around the world; refused to teach Kya and Bumi Air Nomad culture because he thought they weren't airbenders and therefore "not real Air Nomads", even though they were just as Air Nomad as Tenzin was, if not more; and forced Tenzin to uphold the legacy of an entire nation on his shoulders. The fact that this was all written by complete accident is the cherry on top, representing just how badly Bryke screwed up.
... On a completely unrelated note, The Other Side of Paradise by Glass Animals (which is also one of my favorite songs) is definitely a Kuruk song. The last third of the song in particular sums up his tragic journey as the Avatar so well, and I always think of him while listening to it.
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JK's Weverse live 2 Feb 2023
OMG OMG OMG.
JK man, what did you do to us?
4 hours of JK. 4 friggin' hours.
Before I dive into the abyss I will say that this post is based on multiple trustworthy translation accounts, seeing there is no official translation nor will there be for quite some time now (4 hr. live, lol). I will update if any changes need to be made (after the official translation comes out).
Also, This is a long ass post, so breach yourselves, get yourselves your favourite snacks sit down and enjoy the ride. So so much to come.
Starting with his:
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Knock knock, cheeky JK.
Let's sum up the 4 hours of the live shall we:
JK did the live in Brunnan.
JK's hair is long.
JK loves Bammi.
JK talked about his tattoos.
JK drank more beer than I could ever in one seating. Or maybe even 2 or 3 or 4...(I am a lightweight though).
JK was tired and still continued the live.
JK isn't working on his album at the moment, he's at home not doing much, well not working in any case.
RM commented a lot.
Tae commented a lot and got JK to do a live on IG that turned out to be pretty short, just surpassing his 7 min. live a few days back.
JK sang. A LOT.
JK sang Vibe. Twice. After calling JM cool, then adding Taeyang is cool too. He also gave us a little dance move.
Ooh, and we got JK singing Sam Smith's Unholy.
That's 4 hours in a nut shell I guess.
End of post.
Nah, gotcha.
We have tons to cover, so let's get it:
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JK starts the live telling us he's not really supposed to be doing a live, I told you, cheeky boy.
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Lol.
JK moves on to tell us he's not working on his album at the moment, and actually not doing much of anything at the moment.
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I'm all for it. After 10 years of working practically non stop, throughout his youth, he deserves this time off.
JK does say he's spending time alone, at times hasn't left the house for 6 days in a row.
And as the introvert that he is, and as the introvert that I am, I get him. Totally. I could stay at home for days and feel totally content.
Doesn't mean he's not doing anything though. He's doing what he wants to do as opposed as living by a schedule. Taking the time to watch shows, videos, clips he wants to watch is one of those things he told us he does. I just do hope he's in a good mind space. The past couple of years were not easy. The not knowing not easy. Knowing MS is around the corner not easy. Jikook having to adjust to the new reality not easy. He needs this rest and I'm happy he's getting it.
Makes me think though about those stories told of him going out on the town like going skiing or snowboarding or spending time with Tae all the time (I literally have an ask in my inbox telling me just that). Dunno, perhaps it's time for many to finally start questioning these unsubstantiated stories?
Now don't come at me. Not saying JK and Tae aren't close friends. They might be both meeting up occasionally and/or playing online games together all day everyday. What I'm saying is that I'm sick of unsubstantiated stories someone sprouts on Twitter turned into facts without any actual proof.
And it's always the TKK side of things - believing until proven wrong. Because when the shoe is on the other foot, aka JKK, the knee jerk reaction is to not believe until proven true.
Just a thought...
After JK talks about how long his hair has grown, and damn, it has grown so long, Bam makes an appearance. Bammi. How we missed him so.
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I truly think Bam deserves a whole post of his own, and I will give you one. I promise. Cause so many cute Bamkook moments, including a lethal Bam kiss.
JK's asked about Jin and says he thinks he's doing well and that he's in touch with them occasionally in their group chat. That same group chat many fans forget they actually have to communicate amongst themselves and not via their public IG accounts. That is when they don't communicate personally with each other privately.
JK brings up not seeing "Yoongi marry me".
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Vibe.
Next JK started with the karaoke. We got to enjoy JK's flawless voice throughout his live. But he started us off with Vibe.
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JK singing and dancing vibe on his live - all I've been living for the past couple of weeks, lol - singing it TWICE.
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This too deserves a whole separate post, and it probably will get one.
Saying that, JK with singing Vibe (do I have to remind he did it twice?) has now performed 7 of JM's songs while live or recording content.
JK continues to sing several songs by TXT, New Jeans, Seventeen, RM, etc. Like I said, karaoke night full blow (filling up the 4 hour live).
A list of his songs throughout the live can be found here:
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JK was asked if he has a tattoo on his back, to which he said he doesn't, only on his right arm.
We had a little JK-Army flirtation going on, as per usual, lol.
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Mr. Jeon Jungkook also thinks maybe he's the next to get appendicitis. I sure hope he's wrong.
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And that at 25 yo he's getting old.- everything hurts. Why am I not surprised (man cannot do anything half way).
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RM popped in to visit JK's live, a little drunk perhaps, lol.
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And JK...
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Next comes the thing everyone has been literally waiting for...
The tattoos.
I know this will be twisted and turned and I feel sorry for the accounts with their anons open, cause this, not surprisingly, is turning into to a shit storm...
There are a few translations out there, most not full ones, and others pretty unreliable.
So, I'm still on the lookout for a reliable full translation for these. I've found a couple that feel like they have an agenda.
I did find this one, a full translation that seems to be more or less on the up and up - lines up with all the bits and pieces I've found in the accounts I do trust.
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One specific tattoo JK neglects to talk about is the eclipse tattoo. Unintentional you think? I think not.
So, let's get down to what we really came for, eh? His hand tattoo. The talk of the town.
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I know JK said the J is for JK. JK and Army.
Loud and clear, right?
But is it?
Is JK sharing the whole story with us?
Why then on the ring finger?
Why over the M?
Why not allow anything come between the two?
Also funny, as @jaksal pointed out, how for JM's birthday in 2021 for some reason the J and M were kept apart, distanced, quite like the J and M on JK's finger. Apart but not parted (mostly).
Another question I can't help but ask is since when does J stand for JK? Really. Please tell me when was the first or last time JK ever referred to himself as J.
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Jungkook calls himself JK. He is referred to by others as JK. When he writes his name in Roman letters he writes JK. Never J.
On top of that, why not put the J over the A? Would make more sense, J + Army from the start...
And if he decided to put the crown over the A, which he did, then why not put the J over any other finger other than the actual ring finger that happened to make a lovely clear and constantly touched up and darkened JM?
Could JK share the whole story with us even if he really wanted to?
JK in essence debunked the story that Army were living for since 2019 - that Army with the J stood for all the 7 members of BTS. The A inverted standing for V.
Yes, he said the J is for JK, but could he say he added the J on his ring finger over the M to make JM? The only one out of all of the members he decided to tattoo onto his skin, have on his hand for all to see?
Telling us J over the M on his ring finger stood for JM would be literally outing the two as a queer couple. No ifs ands or buts.
And you can't say the same about him telling us army is army. Because admitting army was for all the members wouldn't put him in a queer relationship with one of the members, all while having JM on his ring finger would seal the deal on that.
So what did JK do talking about his tattoos? He omitted the JM, and the eclipse - the two specific known tattoos that can link him directly to JM (and if the eclipse had nothing to do with JM why not talk about it too?).
Oh, and I know what comes next -
Being asked "are you calling him a liar?"
Heck no.
But telling a necessary untruth, or embellishing the truth, or omitting some facts, or perhaps the right way of seeing it is giving us the acceptable excuse.
Nope. Not lying. But all the above... yeah, that.
Seriously, take a second to think clearly. What was he supposed to do? Really? Admit that the J and M are connected and mean JM?
I've been seeing people talking about how JK didn't realise what he was doing. That he didn't see the placement came out like JM. Please give me a break. Do they really have such low regard for JK?
The man that came up with this:
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Wouldn't realise the J placed over the M makes JM - Jimin. Ha-ha-ha.
With or without the next paragraph, JK knew what he was doing.
But if we do trust this specific translation, JK points out that he placed the crown over the A. Thoughtfully. Intentionally. Do we really think he wouldn't have had the same thought process with the J?
Please don't insult JK's intelligence.
And if you wonder what K-JKKs are thinking:
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And being harassed and bullied and bad mouthed for speaking their minds. How familiar...
Oh, and just in case we forgot, during the live JK made sure we'll remember how he refers to Jimin... starting to actually say the actual name and then intentionally changing it up to JM. See for yourselves.
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And if you are even interested to know what my 21 yo army non Jikooker daughter's reaction was to the whole Army and J tattoo explanation (you're getting either way)...same daughter that told me the army stood for all members and we argued about it many a times.
You know what she said to me?
"Well, what do you expect him to say? That it's JM? Of course he can't say that".
EXACTLY!!
He can't say it.
So, if I haven't made myself clear by now I'll say it once more with feeling:
The combination of the J and the M on JK's ring finger stands for JM.
Again, I don't think JK is lying. But he's omitting.
The J could definitley be there to not only mean JM but him as well, which would make it even more romantic, if you will. The J and the M, JK and JM marked on his ring finger. If that's not commitment idk what is.
Then Tae joined the fun.
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So, JK started the live.
Full untranslated live here (couldn't find a reliable translated one on YT just yet):
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JK getting up mid live, to get something?
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comes back and still talk for a few minutes, to each other (?) and that's it.
Not much was going on there.
Not gonna say the D (disconnected) word, cause y'all gonna come down my throat.
What was kind of obvious is that no, they no bumping knees. Two mates talking. To each other, next to each other, sometimes the first, sometimes the other.
When you are asking to have a live but then reduced to play with the filters cause the convo, it just ain't flowing, all to end the live after around 10 minutes (I think only around half of that was them talking to each other)...
I'd say reach your own conclusions.
The apartment
Before moving on let's talk a little about the apartment shall we?
We know who is on the lease of Brunnan.
We know it's furnished with some of the dorm's furniture (I'm not 100% sure, but that lounge sure looked like the dorm lounge).
Walls bare.
Clothes rack empty.
What looked like his coat maybe lying on the lounge next to him.
This time he was prepared with a chilled beer glass (after the tea cup wine drinking debacle, lol).
Let's get real here.
Could he be living there? Sure he could. Spending days on end in a bare, cold, lifeless apartment with zero character.
Could he be living elsewhere, let's say somewhere where we aren't even shown anything other than the tv screen? Sure he could. But not on paper. Not officially.
Could two grown men that literally aren't allowed to be in a queer relationship starting the second they enlist need to have official/public known separate addresses, and perhaps there is another place, kept secret, where they can spend most of their time together their privacy guaranteed? Knowing there are still queer couples in SK that live that way, my answer to that will be yes.
Do we know for sure? Heck no. And that, my friends, is the whole idea. We're not supposed to know, as much as our curiosity kills us.
Just a couple of more things and we're done. Phew...
We had this:
JK likes cute
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Just in case we weren't aware of it, once again JK confirms that his type is cute. Since forever.
Cute has JK giggling.
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Cute has JK drooling.
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Another one that deserves it's very own post. So much to do...
Note to self: you asked for Jikook content, don't complain now that you got some.
Sam Smith's Unholy
I'm going to end this long ass post with some JK singing and dancing to Sam Smith's Unholy.
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Because how better to end this with a diva JK?
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Of course he'll know the choreo.
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here2bbtstrash · 2 years
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bts doing no nut november - explicit
been a minute since we did a headcanons post huh!!!! and this felt ~seasonally appropriate~ 🤭 i actually discussed this a million years ago w my hyungline chat and the lovely @goodsoop - thanks for always feeding my insane bts brainrot, love y'all 😩 (and i'm really just considering this as no fap/not discussing or thinking abt partnered sex here, just fyi~)
knj: loses on day 1. this virgo has his masturbation routine down, so engrained as a part of his daily life, that on november first he doesn't even realize what day it is. he just busts a fat nut to one of his very favorite porn videos (downloaded to his computer ofc) without thinking twice about it, and it's only as he's cleaning up the mess that he's like.... fuuuuuuck.... i knew i was forgetting something 🤦‍♂️
ksj: doesn't do it out of protest OR reluctantly agrees but then quits on day 1. y'all simply are not gonna tell this man what to do! he comes when he wants to come dammit! his dongsaengs might be able to convince him to "say" he'll do it, but the minute he actually wants to jerk off, the competition is over lmao. there's not even any good reason why he should hold it in - besides, isn't that bad for you??? unhealthy??? this game is stupid and he doesn't wanna play 😤
myg: has no trouble not coming for 30 days, could probably win on accident. i feel the agust d hoes coming to fight me about this one but i'm sorry 🤷‍♀️ imo yoongs is a low libido guy!!! and you can't change my mind!!!!! make your own post lol! imo he'd rather save it for when he's with a partner, and besides, he's obviously too busy working or sleeping or watching cat videos. plus it's just so much effort and he hates having to deal with the mess after. he's fine with it, homie probably ends up in no-nut january without even really meaning to 🥱
jhs: wins, but it's a struggle. we all know he's got that serious business 'dance teacher hobi' scary amount of self control.... but eventually his ~urges~ do get pretty strong and hard (lol) to ignore. i can see hoseok being one to try and keep himself busy to keep the horny thoughts away 🤣 his big-ass closet is getting reorganized, new choreo is getting learned for no reason, and if you see him spam a ton of selfies on instagram, it's cause he's trying to distract himself 🤪
pjm: tries and absolutely loses. mini is sooooo physical and touchy i just don't see this one working out for him. in the beginning of the month i think he feels like it's pretty easy and he wants to do good and get praised by the other members, but midway through november he gets pretty desperate. he tells himself it's not really masturbating if he just humps against the bed and doesn't finish, but then one thing leads to another and it just.... feels too good to stop 🫠
kth: does it wrong and wins. we all know taehyung lives on his own mf planet so i absolutely believe this man is gonna EDGE himself for 30 days in a row. literally bring himself right to the brink of orgasm, then hop in a cold-ass shower and carry on with his life. it's fun for him 🤭 and when the members tell him he's doing it wrong, he says he's doing the advanced version 😏 and i just.... god bless whoever is on the receiving end of that load on december first lmfaoooooo 💦
jjk: OF COURSE HE FUCKING WINS. jk is the one who makes everyone participate, no fucking question, and he is in it to WIN IT bc of course he is. i know he's a jerkoff pro tho so he has to suddenly deal with having.... EVEN MORE excess energy than usual 🤣 we're talking multiple workout sessions a day, every day, just to burn it all off (namjoon goes with him even tho he's already lost 🥲). maybe even a tattoo session to help get his mind off things idk 👀 and when it's finally december first he's jerking off til his dick is RAW lmfao 💀
what do you think? any you agree/disagree with? 👀 lemme know~
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trans-jon-rights · 27 days
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Aight. Here we go for TMAGP time.
SPOILER WARNING FOR TMAGP 16
HDUGKGUDFZHHLKNVX HE DID NOT JUST 'HELLO JON US'
Aight, CAT1RB here we go, gonna update the list. 'Antisocial' though, not sure what to expect. The Lonely maybe. Or maybe how antisocial it might be to gurgle into a tape recorder in front of a girl.
Poor Alice, is it about the encounter ?
*checks date* it happens ten days after the Mowbray case
I'm sorry, she DIED ??? And the recorder disappeared ? Hm.
Chester !! So, how are the Horrors ?
Oh, a social media. Welp, the title makes sense now. We got an influencer Avatar. That's the second one, I bet they're buddies or smt.
OH INK5OUL !!! IS IT THEIR VOICE ?? ITS THEM !!!
'So as I'm getting Marked' hm. Hm. HM.
Okay so the girl in episode 2 didn't lie, it definitely sounds painful.
'Ink5oul drama' oooh what did they do. Is it about the grave robbing ?
Oh, yeah, Alex, you perfectly mastered the influencer discourse in the script, and Ki Griffin (VA) your voice is perfect for this. Omg I really feel like I'm listening to a Tiktok rant.
DIG.
It's always about the grave robbing innit.
Oh no :( they aren't good :(((
WAIT ARE THAT HOSPITAL SOUNDS ????
'Something wrong with my heart' shit they did something with the tattoo
FUCK NO I DONT WANT THEM TO DIE.
WAIT DID THE TATTOO JUST ???? DID THAT SOUND ?????? WTF ??
Tea and coffee trope let's go.
Lena hiii
Oh stop being mean and wait that was a stupid thing I agree.
Yess Gwen girlboss :)
Final Comments :
I'm less sure it happened ten days after last episode. What's sure is that the case had been assessed on the 15th, but Alice's encounter likely happened many days later, even later than Luke's concert. The concert was said to happen 'tomorrow', and I don't think Alice came back to the office traumatised days after her encounter.
For the CAT1RB, still nothing new, it's about Ink5oul, and it doesn't clash with the theory so I'm rolling with it (hah). I think rank B is for Avatars only, which would have some pretty sick implications about Mr Bonzo.
I'm not sure what Ink5oul did with the victim's heart, but I think I want to leave it like that, because whatever it is, the fleshy sounds are more terrifying than anything else.
This statement makes me think of The Flesh, because of, y’know, tattoo on skin, plus the SFX at the end, but also Lonely, with the whole social media isolation thing. Plus obv the Buried because DIG. Maybe reminds me of that one TMA statement where a thing comes out of a guy's shoulder (MAG 194).
I wonder if we will get to hear some of Gwen's training by Lena tho.
On other notes, I think Alex definitely needs to spend less time on the Internet because seriously. This script was perfect, but it's very disturbing that he was the one to write it. I'm way younger and I have no idea what are these words.
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astroprompts · 6 months
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✧ —𝐁𝐎𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 [𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟸]
“Why do we even have saucers? We don't drink tea!”
“Do you have a thousand dollars? Because each minute I spend talking to you, that's how much money I'm wasting.”
“You're the only one in this building who isn't a total snooze-cooze.”
“No one watches this show to feel feelings. Life is depressing enough already!”
“All this time, I assumed there was more to me than everyone thought. But maybe there isn't.”
“I don't care if you are happy or not. You have a job to do.”
“Look who finally decided to pick up the phone.”
“You must think I'm a real monster.”
“You were born broken, that's your birthright.”
“Can't say I'll miss it, but we did have some crazy adventures together these last few weeks.”
“Sometimes you wanna go where no one knows your name.”
“Is that name supposed to mean something to me?”
“I want to do things with you. Fully clothed, sober, in daylight hours.”
“Look, you obviously really care about this girl and that scares you, so you sabotage yourself.”
“How about you just stop sulking and go win her back, dummy?”
“I'm cynical, and I'm possessive, and I can sometimes fly off the handle. I'm not always the best at being not terrible. But I want to be better, I'm trying to be better.”
“Why do I always do this? I push away everyone I care about.”
“No matter what, we're going to stick together.”
“I'm no good with funerals. When I cry, it messes up my makeup and then I get really bummed out.”
“Okay, you're clearly in one of your moods.”
“Why serve dates and not have a place to put the pits? You know, some people just have no class.”
“There's so much to hate about what you just said.”
“Shove it up your ass with a spoonful of sugar, you supercalifragilisticexpiali-bitch!”
“You know, maybe it's for the best we don't get together that often. We'd most likely drive each other mad.”
“No one knows how to get under your skin like family.”
“You wanna check out this cool new game I got?”
“I know there's no accounting for taste, but come on.”
“There is no shame in dying for nothing. That's why most people die.”
“Quick, jump out the window, shimmy down the drainpipe and wait in the car.”
“When you don't regret the tattoo in the morning, that's how you know it's love.”
“I guess I was just foolish enough to believe this dumb world still had a little spark of romance in it.”
“Look, what happened back there is not your fault.”
“If you wanna go for a walk in the woods at night, go crazy, but I'm not going anywhere.”
“Look, pal, I'll pay the bill, just-- Just let us get you to a damn hospital.”
“Um, do you wanna talk about what happened?”
“Any time someone tries to love you, you shove them away.”
“I was this badass overachiever that had these big plans to change the world.”
“So, now you're just gonna do whatever a teenage girl says?”
“I don't need you to like me. It would be fun if you liked me, because I'd prove my parents were wrong to never support me, because I earned the admiration of an authority figure, proving I have intrinsic worth, but it's not a big deal or anything. Jeez.”
“You know, sometimes I feel like my whole life is just a series of loosely-related wacky misadventures.”
“When you think something isn't about you, you find a way to save the day and realize that it was, all along, all about you.”
“Oh, is that that thing where you strangle yourself in an attempt to heighten sexual arousal?”
“So, noose-wise, what are we talking? You use a standard sailor's knot or more like your average birthday-present bow?”
“I don't know if I want your jack-off kit at my house.”
“This is the part of the movie where you get your heart broken. Where the world tests you, and people treat you like shit. But it has to happen this way. Otherwise, the end of the movie, when you get everything you want, won't feel as rewarding.”
“Jesus, why does cantaloupe think every time it gets invited to a party, it can bring along its dumb friend honeydew?”
“When we know what we know about a monster like that and we still put him on TV every week, we're teaching a generation of young boys and girls that a man's reputation is more important than the lives of the women he's ruined.”
“I don't understand why you can't be on my side about this.”
“I asked you, really nicely, not to make a big thing out of this.”
“Why does it suddenly matter what I want?”
“All I ever wanted was to be your friend.”
“Stop kidding yourself. If you really wanted the simple life, you'd have a simple life.”
“Love is an illusion, and happiness is fleeting, no such thing as God, and all your favorite musicians beat their wives.”
“Well, I'm sorry that things have been so hard for you, but that doesn't give you the right to be shitty to me.”
“I can't be around someone who's just fueled by bitterness and negativity.”
“You know, it's funny. When you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.”
“I wish I could just go home right now and crawl into bed and not have to talk about anything or explain anything.”
“I'm sorry I'm not the person I thought I was.”
“Hey, you wanna climb up on the water tower?”
“I'm really glad we left that stupid prom, but I'm kind of bummed we didn't get to dance.”
“Look, sometimes when you're an adult, the right thing isn't always the best thing.”
“You're the first grown-up I've ever met who actually treats me like... You know, a person.”
“I said so many things when I was young. I thought I was so deep.”
“It doesn't matter where you are, it's who you are.”
“So many times in my life I've done the wrong thing, but this is the right thing, and I have never been more sure of anything.”
“I've wasted so much time sitting on my hands and imagining what could have been.”
“If you are not out of my driveway in 30 minutes, I will call the police.”
“If you ever try to contact me or my family again, I will fucking kill you.”
“Wake up, captain dumbshit.”
“Now let's get out there and tell all those garbage rat bastard sons of bastards what we really think of them, once and for all.”
“If you're holding out for something better, well, I hate to break it to you, but you're gonna be alone for a long time.”
“Every day, it gets a little easier. But you gotta do it every day, that's the hard part.”
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for the prompt ask: compliments!
a woman sits down next to you at the bar and asks, 'do you know the bartender?'
you're in the corner, out of the way as much as possible, working your way through a collection of essays you've read a few times, always coming back to it when you want something comforting and familiar. nothing is wrong, but the world doesn't always sit right between your shoulders, not all the time. ava has been steadfast, getting you out of bed before noon every day, making sure you eat food you love, kissing you gently in any way you want. she'd made you a cuba libre tonight, even though you don't love them, because it reminds you of when you fell in love with her; it reminds you of when days had been so, so much worse and so, so scary. now you have your life with her, stretching out endlessly, even when things feel loud and overwhelming — even then, she is sacred.
ava's hair is up in a messy bun, long now, a few strands falling around her face, framing it. she chats with a customer quickly, nodding with a smile when she gets their order. it's cooler, tonight, especially by the water, so she has on a pair of your pants — you don't mind, but you don't miss an opportunity to tease her for it anyway — a dark olive, loose and neat, and she cuffs them at the ankles a few times so they're not too long. her long sleeve button up, white linen and expensive and perfect, is tied in a crop, an inch of pale skin between the high waist of her pants and the tie of her shirt. your engagement ring sits on your finger, gorgeous and faithful, and the necklace she has on — a dainty chain and an expensive drop of opal — hits just below the hollow of her throat, which you know smells like her perfume when you kiss there.
'do you know that bartender?'
'hmm?'
when you look up from your book, you notice that the woman sitting next to you is... hot, with short, natural curls, tinted a deep red, and perfect skin, her sneakers new and pristine, wearing a thick cotton t-shirt underneath a denim overshirt, long sleeves perfectly cuffed at the elbows, one forearm covered in winding, beautiful tattoos. 'that bartender, the pretty one,' she clarifies, although she definitely didn't mean to, and you hide a smile. 'do you know her?'
'yes,' you say, 'i do, actually.'
the woman next to you sighs. 'i've come her four or five times, now. she's... incredible.'
it's a little funny, because ava bartends because she likes it, because it makes her happy. you've seen her save the world, more than once, and you know her back glows, that she's the most powerful person on the planet. but when you watch her laugh a little, wink at a customer, and then efficiently make a margarita perfectly, muscle memory and skill, you have to agree. 'she is.'
'do you think i should buy her a drink?'
you definitely could keep this going, but ava is yours, and, for as fun as it can be to know that everyone sees what you do — ava is yours. you are the only one in the world who really knows her in the most intimate kind of ways. it's intoxicating, overwhelming, such a fucking gift.
'ava is my fiancée,' you tell her.
her face goes from hesitantly excited to mortified. 'oh my god.'
you laugh, not unkindly, though. 'she is incredible, i agree with you. don't be embarrassed.'
'i'm sorry, for hitting on her to you.'
you wave her off. 'it really is okay. obviously, i understand.'
she smiles. 'i'm sure you do.' she lifts her drink. 'well, cheers.'
you laugh and clink your glass with hers, touch it gently to the bartop before you take a sip.
'well, let me leave you to it,' she says, slipping from her stool gracefully. ava would've probably loved if she'd flirted with her, but, oh well. some nights you just like to know she's yours. 'and, congrats. you're very lucky.'
'i am,' you say. 'thank you.'
you stay late, all the way until ava closes. usually you don't; usually you have a drink and then go home or meet friends for dinner, but tonight you just want to soak her in. sometimes you have small roots and small leaves and ava is the water and the sun and the air. she smiles at you, when she's finished, and links your hands on your way out.
'were you flirting with that hot woman earlier?'
'she was, in fact, about to buy you a drink when she asked if i knew you.'
ava laughs. 'still got it.'
'you always do.'
she bumps into your side on purpose, kisses your cheek. 'you know i don't have eyes for anyone but you.'
you squeeze her hand. 'the same here.'
you heat up leftover pizza at home and eat on the couch, laughing — it's a normal night, but she is here and you have built a home together. a gratitude beyond words fills you up, and you kiss her gently, let her lie you back against the pillows there and kiss down your throat, your stomach, suck a bruise into your hip, then bury her head between your legs.
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princessphilly · 7 months
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Soooo
My 40th Birthday is coming soon!!!!
So I decided I wanted to celebrate in a big way! Thus, a lyric blurb challenge.
So there are two ways to do this:
1. Pick out a song lyric and fandom and ask me to write or
2. Pick out a song lyric and fandom and write it yourself and post it!
Eep: edited to add, Please send me an ask with the lyric, fandom, and if you want me to write it or if you’re going to write it.
Please post anything related to this with #princesspbdaychallenge because I will be following that tag
Open fandoms: TGM, hockey (Sidney Crosby, Nate Mac, Jamie Oleksiak, Brandon Tanev, ask me about others), Marvel, CE characters, Seb Stan characters, Henry Cavill characters.
Tagging: @spine-buster @chara-hugs @starshine-hockey-girl @buckets-and-trees @biteofcherry @vonalyn @angryschnauzer @persephonepraxidikechthonios @hangmanapologist @hangmanssunnies @withahappyrefrain @yanna-banana @callsignspark @kreiderrider @gretagerwigsmuse @fineanddandy @syntheticavenger @sunshinexsin @navybrat817 @ginghampearlsnsweettea @himbos-on-ice @hiimana @whoeverineedtobe @hockeynshit @2-fast-2-curious @jobean12-blog @thebookofmags @fenixstar
Click to see lyric prompts:
Love
There is an indentation in the shape of you
Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo
Taylor Swift - Dress
Baby, won't you be my sweetheart
We could share a storybook romance
Mariah Carey - Sweetheart
How do you do it?
Make me feel like I do
How do you do it?
It's better than I ever knew
Incubus - Stellar
Forever my lady
I say just what i mean
Forever and ever
I pray is what i see
Jodeci - Forever My Lady
Walks by me every day
Her and love are the same
The woman that's stolen my heart
And beauty is her name
Dru Hill - Beauty 
When I trust you we'll make love until the morning
Let me tell you all my secrets and I'll whisper 'til the day's done
Fka Twigs - Lights On
Cupid doesn't lie
But you won't know unless you give it a try
Oh baby, true love
won't lie but we won't know unless we give it a try
give it a try
112 - Cupid
At night, I think of you
I want, to be your lady, maybe
Ghost Town DJ’s - My Boo
I don't ask for too many things
Only one thing I really need
That is you baby next to me
Mary J Blige - Give Me You
I wanna be the one who you believe
In your heart is sent from (sent from heaven)
Keyshia Cole - Heaven Sent
Angst
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold? 
New Order - Blue Monday
Talk to the wind, talk to the sky
Talk to the man with the reasons why
And let me know what you find
Taylor Swift - Come In With The Rain
You can never win or lose
If you don't run the race
The Psychedelic Furs - Love My Way
I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish
I was lying to myself
Mariah Carey - We Belong Together
There's something kinda sad about
The way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
Tool - Stinkfist
(Do I wanna know?)
If this feeling flows both ways?
(Sad to see you go)
Was sort of hoping that you'd stay
Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know?
Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep
Fall Out Boy - I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
Linkin Park - Papercut
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I'll wait for you
U2 - With Or Without You
I come home early expecting your warm embrace
But something is wrong 'cuz its written all over your face
Dru Hill - In My Bed
Platonic
Like a shoebox of photographs
With sepia-toned loving
Jack Johnson -  Better Together
Yea, I've been workin' all week
And I'm tired and I don't wanna sleep
I wanna have fun
It's time for a good time
Alan Jackson - Good Time
Come on, baby, let's get away
Let's save our troubles for another day
Come go with me we've got it made
Let me take you on an escapade
Janet Jackson - Escapade
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves, after all
(It's a competitive world)
(Everything counts in large amounts)
Depeche Mode - Everything Counts
Wear the grudge like a crown. Desperate to control.
Unable to forgive. And sinking deeper.
Tool - The Grudge
And on I read until the day was gone
And I sat in regret of all the things I've done
For all that I've blessed, and all that I've wronged
In dreams until my death I will wander on
Audioslave - Like A Stone
It's so unreal, didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Linkin Park - In The End
And so we're told this is the golden age
And gold is the reason for the wars we wage
U2 - New Year’s Day
And the crashes are heaven for a sinner like me
But the arms of the ocean delivered me
Florence and the Machine - Never Let Me Go
And all I dreamed of, it can't get started
Time goes really slow and I need to let it out
Kelela - Bankhead
Smutty
We go deep and we don't get no sleep
'Cause we'll be up all night until the early light
Janet Jackson - Go Deep
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
Depeche Mode - In Your Room
You'd be calling out my name
Begging me to play my games
Depeche Mode - Corrupt
Fetish is a pleasure you cannot be faked, woho hoho
But when it feels this good then it just comes natural
Baby, arch your back and point your toes
Miguel - Arch & Point
I'm your pimp, I'm your pope, I'm your pastor babe
Confess your sins to me while you masturbate
Miguel - the valley
I got plans to put my hands in places
I never seen, girl, you know what I mean
Usher - Nice & Slow
Turned on by everything you say
I'm turned on by everything you do
Jodeci - Freek'n You
No rules to this game
Turn me out
Now I'm helpless
And I beg you
Do it again
Kelela - Do It Again
Grab hold of me
Gentle love but touch passionately
I'll give you my blessing
Take me person and objectively
Ex and internally
Sabrina Claudio
Give it to me like you need it, baby
Want you to hear me screaming, heavy breathing
Summer Walker - Girls Need Love
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yxnjinsduality · 4 months
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𖦹 genre : romance, fluff, idol!Jisung
𖦹 pairing : Han jisung x fem reader
𖦹 warnings : swearing (not a lot though)
𖦹 summary : You're just a girl who does & has tattoos living a care free life. Jisung is just an idol looking to get a secret tattoo, what happens when jisung becomes interested in the girl with tattoos. They say curiosity killed the cat but what if it didn't?
𖦹 a/n : I'm finally writing for my skz bias! I tried to put some of jisung's characteristics but at the same time wanted this to make sense so here we go.
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You didn't expect to come in today as you had made plans previously that got cancelled due to an inconvenience. Nonetheless you came into work even though you could've stayed home! You love your job you really do though it might seem like a worthless job to some people being a tattoo artist is everything to you.
Setting up your station like you usually do so that when somebody comes in you're ready to get to work. Taking out the different color inks getting the tattoo bed ready you see what's on the agenda today, any scheduled tattoos and so on.
Most people that come into the shop are just looking for something new to get tattooed on themselves. Though some people really think about what they're gonna get and how they want it to look. You've done some really heartfelt tattoos over time and you must say they were gorgeous and you'd do them 100 times over.
Of course you have tattoos yourself, you wouldn't be a tattoo artist without them! Though your tattoos make people think you're unapproachable and mean, you really aren't you're a sweetheart. You have about 18 tattoos some without meaning some with, let's just say you've explored your options.
You love to tattoo women!! The women always have the best tattoo ideas and they take pain like a champ it always impresses you how the women barely flinch at the feeling. You, yourself know the pain of getting tattoos and mannn does it hurt! Though your smiling and blank face when getting them never shows that.
You like to think how many tattoos will you end up with in the future. You want more but you also don't want to overdo it too much, nothing's wrong with having a body full of tattoos you just can't see yourself having that many. You love doing name tattoos! It's what you specialize in a name can bring such sincerity and love from just being a name.
Hearing the ring of the bell at the door means someone has walked into the tattoo shop where you sit in your chair waiting for the person to be appointed to you. iPad in hand so you can easily look up some ideas in case they don't have any and are ready to draw their ideas down if they do.
Hearing someone walk into your station, looking up your met with a dark haired man who looks to be about his twenties you get up to greet him. "Hi welcome to the shop what can I do for you today", you say with a smile on your face ready to do what you love doing the most. "I don't really have a clue what I want, do you think you would help me out?", the dark haired man asked sitting down on the tattoo bed.
You being who you are accepted to help the man "sure, but let's start with introductions! I'm (your name) hbu?" ,You say to the dark haired man wondering what his name could be, "I'm jisung nice to meet you", he says looking down at you sitting in your chair. Looking up at him swiping through your iPad for tattoo ideas you say "nice to meet you too jisung, so what wouldn't you want for a tattoo?", you ask so that you could narrow down what he might wanna get.
"um no animals, symbols or portraits of people",he says thinking if he might want to add anything else to that list. "Okay got it, are you looking to do something random or something with a meaning?", you ask writing down the things he doesn't want as a tattoo on your notes. "Something meaningful I don't want to get something that I'll regret", he says to you truthfully hoping he can come to a decision soon.
Looking at him you think of some suggestions to make, yea you've done lots of meaningful tattoos but you've never given a suggestion for them, your clients usually have them thought out. "think of something you love, something that means the world to you", you say hoping he thinks of something he loves so you can start sketching.
While he takes his time to think of something you get your setup ready for anyone who decides to get a tattoo asap meaning here and now. You also love doing little unnecessary tattoos like, hearts, smiley faces yk those type of things if they want them you'll do them plus tiny ones like those can be covered by another tattoo in the future no biggy.
"so have you thought of anything?", you ask jisung looking at your different colored ink. "yea actually, just don't treat me differently after I tell you", jisung says which makes you raise an eyebrow in confusion and interest. "Of course not, now tell me so I can get to sketching some ideas", you say looking up at him.
"I'm an idol yk Kpop group, and the 7 boys I'm in a group with are like everything to me their my brothers", jisung says looking at you stars in his eye as he talks about the 7 people he loves. "Okay so I'm going to ask for more details just so I can get more of a perspective of what to sketch", you say genuinely ready to hear what he has to say so you can sketch down some ideas.
"uh sure how much time do I have?", jisung asks looking at you. "You have till 11 at night that's when I get off", you say, you truthfully have all day so anything works for you. "Okay thanks, but don't you have other people you'd have to attend to?", jisung asks in interest wanting to know if he was taking up your time. "Technically I can attend to other people that come in today yes, but there are other people who work here to attend to them it's also Monday one of our less busy days", you say to him reassuring him he had as much time as he wants.
After telling jisung that he begins to tell you details about the 7 people or his brothers and how they impact his life and much more. You listen intently sketching as you do, some people may think you aren't listening to a thing he has to say but really you are it's called multitasking. If you weren't listening you wouldn't have heard him say "sometimes it feels like they were with me since the day I was born", but you did.
An hour later jisung has stopped talking and is now looking up at you seeming as he has a question. "question?", you ask still looking at your sketches, "how long have you been doing this if you don't mind me asking", jisung asks in curiosity.
"I've been doing tattoos since I was 19 I'm 23 now after this year it will be 5 years", you say genuinely thinking of how far you've come in the tattoo industry. "Wow that's amazing, you must love what you do", jisung says smiling at you. Of course you love what you do! You wouldn't be doing it if you didn't what's the fun in that. "Yea I really do", you say thinking about all the tattoos and stuff you've ever done.
"I find you really interesting", jisung says looking at you with much more curiosity now, "Really? Why is that?", you ask curious why an idol or anyone would be interested in you! a tattoo artist. "I just feel there's more to you than just a tattoo artist", he says looking you in the eye, no one has ever said that to at your job or outside of it to be honest you appreciate he thinks of you that way.
"well haven't you heard? curiosity killed the cat", you say in a joking tone laughing while looking at jisung.
"well I guess I'm the cat, but I'm looking to survive", he says laughing.
Part 2?
Do not copy or translate my work with ASKING me first/ all chapters are copyrighted @yxnjinsduality 2024 ©️
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whysojiminimnida · 2 years
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WELL I SEE IT'S TIME TO TALK TATTOOS AGAIN
Holy cats, hoes mad:
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I just adore Black&White KM, don't you? Honestly, never yells at me no matter how often I steal their pics, they give out freebies at concerts, they're respectful -- if you're gonna make a living off photographing famous people, do it like they do. Honestly. So they're in Qatar doing their whole job and hoes losing their shit all over the internet, apparently, all because a certain JM is darker. STILL.
This is not a brand new development.
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Y'ALL HE DID THIS MONTHS AGO WHY ARE WE JUST NOW FREAKING OUT ABOUT IT?
This is at LAST YEAR'S GRAMMYS Y'ALL:
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And completely unedited, unretouched, the JM was darker enough then that I did a whole post about it.
I MEAN DAMN have we not gone over this, like, several times? (In case you're new to this house elf situation we have here, yes. YES WE HAVE.) We have talked about Jungkook's tattoos at GREAT LENGTH. Well, I have, as far back as a while ago, most recently along about here but also here and here and here and several other places. There is zero tag organization in this house, I don't know what else to tell you.
Anywho Jungkook's tats do not, as nearly as I can tell, mean this:
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Because, like the nice graphic above says that I just edited, THIS IS FAN-MADE BULLSHIT. I dunno who made it but I suspect the addition of the J upset some folk enough to need to make JeiKei's motivation anything OTHER than Jimin. Because, as we know, he started out with his ink like this:
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Yes, that is a pic someone ripped off. I don't like using it. But it's what we have, and it's years later, and it's been out there for a long time, don't shoot. But I have expounded more than once on why it makes NO SENSE to GO BACK LATER to add one letter to a near-complete hand piece. It doesn't. And that A is not, never has been, a V. In Korea you can go literally anywhere and see Samsung logos, Shilla hotel logos, and of course Jimin's dad's cafe' all using that stylized A with no crossbar.
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And I think it's pretty clear what JK thinks the JM means. It means Jimin. Ji Min. JM. DUH. And just like his "rather be dead than cool / make hay while the sun shines" crossword ON HIS ARM, he has a crossword on his hand. A very obvious crossword. Who he loves is written for all of us to see: ARMY, and JM. And lest I forget about that crown:
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It's THE SAME CROWN. Wanna go one better but likely utter fanfiction, you could even go heart-arrow-crown like so: 💜 > 👑... ... and make that story work. It actually makes more sense than one J for four people and four letters for three. But we're not here for that. Occam's Razor tells us that the simplest explanation is usually the correct one, and the simplest explanation is the one that's got bitches tearing their hair out. Because THEY KNOW. They KNOW that JM means Jimin, and they HATE IT. (And so what, to quote JeiKei directly. We're gonna talk about fan hate today, too, just... not in this post).
MEANWHILE JUNGKOOK is always showing us his hand, too, have you noticed? Ever since he got the tattoos, but I think more in the last year. It's gotten really pronounced since the PTD dates.
Jeon Jungkook does what Jeon Jungkook wants, and what he wants is for us to pick up what he's been throwing down since, oh, FOREVER but even more recently. Like, it's NOTICEABLE, the way he gets that tattoo in frame at every opportunity. I'll run out of image space before he runs out of ways to show us his touched-up hand.
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Yeah. I think the fanmade bullshit has been exposed for what it is. Some of us have known it all along, but even if you're baby Army and you accidentally got stuck watching a lot of comic sans rainbow font youtube garbage (or got up on the wrong side of stan twt), there's no shame in that. I ain't even mad. I'm just happy you're here. Jeon-Park house elves, how we doin'?
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You and Your Human: Part 4
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You see your next crew member walking out of a shop entitled Engineering Advice and Tool Repair. You probably would not have noticed them, but your human tugged on your sleeve. Its feautres were frozen, eyes wide.
"Human?" your human says.
You step closer. The sentient is walking slowly, so it is easy for you to get a glimpse at it, and to see that your human is wrong. It is a Sirviles, and while they can look human at times(although you'd never noticed it before) they are a species all their own.
You turn slightly to your human. "No," you say, shaking your head. "Sirviles."
Your human appears to lose an inch or two to height, which is concerning until you realize it is merely slumping. A reaction to exhaustion in many species that you had never gotten used to.
You jump up to your human's shoulder and shake it. "Okay?" you say.
Your human makes a noise like the yipping of wild dogs, which you have come to recognize as its version of laughter. "Okay," it confirms. "Just... little sad. What is Sirviles?"
You struggle to find the words to explain. Sirviles are wonderful and fascinating, but complicated. "Human then snake then human. One to two to one."
Your human nods at you and you nod back, momentarily forgetting the meaning of the gesture. Your human laughs at you and you bare your claws playfully at it before turning your attention back to the Sirviles.
You may end up zoning out slightly, for it feels like only a few seconds have passed when it whirls around, bares pointed fangs at you and hisses, "Who are you and why are you watching me?!"
You clasp your paws together and jump down from your human's shoulder. You don't want to draw too much attention to it yet, before you reveal to all of them what it actually is. Being human technically isn't illegal here, but there are still definitely people that could have a problem with it. "Apologies," you say. You know you must sound rather foolish, but you have always had trouble with the hisses of the Sirvilein language. "I saw you exiting a shop about Engineering, and I have found myself in need of an engineer. Do our needs align?"
The Sirviles is stunned into silence. You back up a few steps and study its face as it gathers its thoughts.
It is mostly on the hominid end of the cycle, with only a few scales and a slight limp showing the snake end. It is bald, with abstract tattoos covering its head and shoulders. It has dark skin and dark scales.
"They do," the Sirviles says. "Or I believe ssssso. What sssort of workerss are you looking for?"
"I have brought a new s-s-ship," you say, giving up on trying to hiss the s. You just aren't made for it. I could use an engineer, a scientist, or a doctor. Third is lowest priority." You already have a bit of emergency medical training, enough to get by. If there's a doctor willing to come work on your ship, great, but it really isn't necessary.
"I am an engineer," the Sirviles says. "I also ssspeak Cervilian, and a bit of Pyricessse, if that enhances the deal for you."
You smile. You've picked up the habit from your human. "It does."
"Where will the deal be ssssealed?" your engineer asks.
"The Crow Section of the docks," you say. "You will find an Equilian there. "I will meet you shortly."
As your new engineer walks off, quickly vanishing into the crowds of people, your human bends down to tap you. It is a startling feeling, and you jump. Your human backs away, babbling too quickly for you to understand.
You hold a paw up. "Slow, slow," you say in your humans language.
"Sorry," your human says. It bends down. It does that sometimes when its talking to you. Its... kind of sweet, but you are very used to talking to species much taller than you. Did your human not see you talking to the Sirviles five seconds ago. "When home?"
Home? What does your human mean, 'home'? Does it mean Earth? You can't get to Earth. Earth is dangerous. And anyway, your human never mentioned wanting to go back there. "Home?"
Your human frowns, and your tail twitches slightly, a prey instinct you cannot suppress. "The ship? You? When home?"
Oh. Oh, you love your human so much. "Soon. Person," you hold up one finger, "supplies," you hold up another, "and then home," you hold up a third finger.
Your human nods. "Good."
As you walk into the crowd, you notice that your human is walking behind you. Now that you think of it, it's pretty much been doing that the whole time. You aren't sure why. It's not like you can hide it, other than drawing attention of it-- it is much bigger than you. And while you would do anything to protect it, it is stronger than you as well.
Hmm. It is young. Perhaps it doesn't know it's own strength.
As you ponder this question, you feel an icy chill through your arm and turn to see a flickering sentient trying to pull you away. Its hand keeps going through your arm and it growls in frustration.
"Excuse me?" you say in Pyricese. It probably doesn't know Pyricese, but hopefully it knows at least one language that you speak.
"Hi!" the sentient says. "Will you come over here? Your friend can come too."
You stare, unable to process the words you are hearing. This feels like encountering an extinct species in the wild. "Are you speaking Universal Standard?"
The sentient shifts its weight back and forth. The light of its form flickers as it moves, like a candle flame. "Is that bad? Sorry. If so."
You sigh, and jump up to pat the being. It seems to have focused more, because your hand doesn't phaze through it. It zaps you a little, like... tiny electrocution? There should really be a word for that. "Galaxy-new, no one speaks Universal Standard."
The flickering gets more intense, and you thank the Saints that you are standing on the side of the road rather than in the middle of it. "Why is it called Universal Standard then? This is too confusing."
You really want to rant about the history of Universal Standard, because it is fascinating, but ironically, your Universal Standard is extremely rusty. You only ever studied it, never actually practiced, since no one speaks Universal Standard. Instead you just chirp a I don't know, and say, "Sorry. Were you not looking for a job?"
The sentient flickers in and out one more time and then settles down into a more humanoid form, with golden eyes and a pointed noise. It doesn't have a mouth, and you realize that you have no idea how its been talking to you this whole time. "Right! Yes. Now I haven't been to space before, so I would like a job. Before they find me."
"Are you a criminal?" you ask. "Because I'm not hiring criminals--"
"Only from my planet!" the sentient protests. It seems flustered. "They're very closed off, and they don't like space, but I wanted to go to space so I could learn more things."
That explains why they thought Universal Standard was actually the standard language then. Galaxy-new was a lot more accurate of a term than you thought. "What can you do?"
The sentient hesitates. "I am a," there is some sort of word in their home language that sounds like the squeak of a whistle. You have a wide range of vision and can see your human tense behind you.
"I don't know that word," you say. A very helpful phrase, in any language.
The sentient growls again. "I... I learn things, and I do tests, and I do more tests to figure things out, and I collect information about the things and write it down."
"A scientist?" you say. Your heart flutters. Saints, you have been lucky today. Maybe the world is trying to give you a break after having your old crew abandon you. "I need a scientist."
"Is that the Universal Standard word for it?" the sentient says, before waving a glowing tendril. "Not important. So you'll hire me?"
You sigh. Well, it seems sweet. Why not? "Yeah, alright," you say. "But I'm gonna be giving you language lessons. You need to know something other than Universal Standard."
"Deal!" the sentient turns into a little glowing star, pulsing happily. You explain to it where to go, and then head off into the crowd again. Just a few more supplies to get and then it will be time to go back to your ship.
This time, you hop onto your humans shoulder, occasionally whispering instructions into its ear to tell it where to go. Its nice, to see the world from a different perspective, and also nice to see your human.
You have a very wide range of vision, and from your spot on its shoulder you can see your humans absolute wonder at everything it is seeing. Sometimes fear, yes, or confusion, but mostly wonder and awe. If you are interpreting human facial expression correctly.
It's beautiful. You haven't been that in awe of the galaxy in a very long time, but you still remember the feeling, the first time you saw how small you were, and how big the world could be.
You are glad to be able to see your human experiencing it. You would have thought it would have already happened, considering you found your human on a crashed Cervilian ship. Maybe the ship never landed....?
Eh. It's really not that important. You should just enjoy the moment.
You gather up supplies-- food and equipment. You'd gotten a lot of different types of currency before you'd set off in your ship, so you don't have to worry too much about exchanging, which saves a lot of time. Before you know it, you have everything you need.
Your human is walking back to the ship, when you pass by a bookshop. You would have ignored it, but for two important things.
1: One of the books on display has a human on the cover.
2: The sentient inside, sweeping the floor and humming quietly to himself, is Pyrician.
You jump down from your human's shoulder. It will be good to look another one of your species in the eye.
You open up the door, your human awkwardly shuffling after you. It seems to understand when it sees the Pyrician, because it stops whispering, "What?" at you in both Human and Pyricese.
The Pyrician is larger than you. Its tail is bushier and its fur is darker, more beach than desert. It is a little grey around the whiskers, and it snuffles welcomingly at you as you enter.
"Pronouns?" it asks.
"She/her variant," you answer. "You?"
"He/him," he says, answering with the shortened version. You have gotten used to talking more formally, you realize. It is easier for outsiders to understand. "What brings you to my little bookshop?"
You are almost certain that this man is from the beach areas of your planet. He has quite a thick accent. "I saw that you have a book about humans in your windows...?"
"Oh! Yes!" he glances around. "Can I tell you a secret?"
"Of course," you promise. You glance over to your human, standing in the corner tapping the wall in some sort of rhythm unidentifiable to anyone but itself and giggle. Whatever the secret is, you are almost certain you won't have a problem with it.
"I think humans are a bit... too villanized," he confides in you like its some huge deal, instead of something you've thought pretty much ever since you started talking to your human. "They can be dangerous of course, I'm not denying that, but there are lots of dangerous species out there. Humans just seem... misunderstood to me. I have a lot of books about them. Professional interest."
"Wait..." you say slowly. "You have books? About humans?"
"Yes!" he says happily, ears bobbing up and down. "Some written by other species, but a few written by humans themselves. And one of them is just all my collected information. Now, all the humans I know are from one specific part of the planet, so my understand of the language is limited--"
"But you have books on the language?" you repeat.
He nods. There is a twinkle in his dark black eyes. "Yes, I do."
You grab him by the shoulders. "Show me everything."
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Craig Ferguson, The Late Late Show, 2/20/2007 | "The Britney Spears Monologue"
TW: alcoholism, suicidal ideation
I want to talk about something tonight, it's been bothering me for a little while now. Now, you know if you've ever seen this show before--I know that's not everybody--but I know that, if you've ever seen this show before--that I make fun of people on this show. I make fun of a lot of people on this show. Now a couple of months ago, Kevin Costner got himself into some kind of bother, and I made fun of him in the monologue. And then a couple of weeks later, I meet him at this event. And I could tell he was angry at me, I could tell that. But he also, I was talking to him, and he's a very polite man, and a gentleman, and I could see him in his eyes, and he made a decision to not go after me--just to be polite and nice and stuff, and it kind of freaked me out. Because it kind of personalized it for me. Up until then--God, this guy was there with his wife and his kids and stuff when I was like, kind of ragging on him on television. I'm like, "Ugh, I don't know if I feel good about this". And it was--it was the look in his eye that bothered me. And I began to think, "At what price am I doing this stuff?" And I started to think about the effect it was having on real people, and it's been needling at me a little bit ever since. Now, I'm as guilty as any--I'm as guilty as sin about this. I mean, I made fun of the lady astronaut wearing the diapers when she was driving, which that is clearly funny--that is clearly, a funny thing, but at the same time, then the mugshot comes in and I go, "This woman's in trouble, she needs help". And then I'm thinking, "I don't know how good I feel about this". And I need to do stuff that I feel comfortable with. I want to be able to be funny, but I want to be able to get some sleep. And I don't just do this job for the money, I assure you, which is handy 'cause it isn't much anyway. Now what's been happening in the press, in the media recently, and particularly in the so-called "news outlets", the way the media is looking at the world, I kind of had similar feelings when I used to watch America's Funniest Home Videos. You know, you'd be laughing at the kid falling over, and then you go, "Wait a minute, put down the damn camera and help your kid! The hell is wrong with you!" And I think we're kind of holding the camera--and people are falling apart. People are dying, that Anna Nicole Smith woman, she died--no, it's not a joke. You know, it stops being funny, that. That she's got a six week old kid, or six month old kid. What the hell is that? You know, and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable about making fun of these people. And for me, comedy should have a certain amount of joy in it. It should be about us attacking the powerful people, attacking the politicians, and the Trumps, and the blowhards--go after them. We shouldn't be attacking the vulnerable people. And I think, I'm gonna--this is totally a mea culpa--I think my aim's been off a bit recently. I want to change it a bit, so tonight, no Britney Spears jokes. And here's why, here's exactly why--Britney Spears--audience laughs--no, no, no it's true. Wait. I'm not doing a--when--listen, when she--the kind of weekend she had, she was checking in and out of rehab, she was shaving her head, getting tattoos--that's what she was doing this weekend. This Sunday, I was 15 years sober. So I looked at her weekend, and I looked at my own weekend, and I thought, "You know, I'd rather have my weekend." But what she's going through reminds me of what I was doing, and it's an anniversary, you start to think about it, and it reminds me of where I was 15 years ago, when I was living like that. Now I'm not saying Britney Spears is an alcoholic, I don't know if she's an alcoholic or not. I--but she clearly needs help.
And, now what I do here is, I speak for myself. There's speculation, there's always speculation, that you know, on television--that somebody's behind it, the corporation, the production people, there's no--it's just me, alright? It's me, me and you, right? I'm trying to be honest with you. I'm not an expert on alcoholism, or anything else, but I am an expert on my own story. I was there when it happened--well, I was present. The tape recorder wasn't running until February 18th, 1992.
And it made me think about the last Christmas that I had when I was a drinking man--hopefully the last one as a drinking man. I was in a terrible mess--I wasn't shaving my head and getting tattoos. I saved that for later for, I got that for my midlife crisis. But when I got sobered up, I was a bit older than Britney, I was 29. And Christmas morning, before I got sober, I had been on an all-night bender. And I woke up in a room above a bar. I'd been in that pub the night before, it was Christmas Eve. I was going to have a drink and then go home. I was in London, I was going to go to Scotland, but you know, the one thing led to another, I stayed in the room above the pub. And you know, I woke up on Christmas morning, and I was, you know, I was soaked in my own urine and--at least I think it was mine, I can't be certain. I couldn't say with total honesty that was my urine, I didn't have it tested, is what I'm saying. I hope to this day it was mine.
Anyway, I woke up that morning--now this is, this is the mind of an alcoholic. I woke up that morning, Christmas morning, and I thought, "You know, I can't do this anymore. I'm gonna kill myself today. I'm going to do it, today." And what I did was, I thought, I--I--I made a plan, as I'm getting myself together, I thought, "I'll go down to Tower Bridge in London--which is the one that goes makes open and closing gesture with hands, you know, that one--and I'll swan dive to my death." I don't know how to swan dive, but I, you know, I was gonna. And I thought by doing this, "I'll show them". I didn't even know who they were, but I was gonna show them. I was desperate, I was desperately confused, desperately twisted and turned upside down by whatever the hell was going on in my head.
You know, and on the, on the way out of the bar, you know, Tommy the barman, that I'd been drinking with, you know he was kind of playing around at the bar, he was getting drinks together at the bar in the morning. Now, he had slept behind the bar all night--I'm not saying he's an alcoholic, but he slept behind a bar all night. He was an Irish fella, Tommy, and he said to me, "Where are you going?" And I didn't want to cause a fuss and say, "Well uh you know, I'm gonna go to Tower Bridge and swan dive and kill myself". So I said, "I'm going home". And he said, "To Scotland?" And I said yeah, and he said, "Well, there's no transport, it's Christmas. You can't get a bus, the planes aren't running, there's no--you can't go anywhere." And I said, "Just let me go, Tommy, will you?"
And he said, "Well before you go, have a glass of sherry for Christmas morning." And I said, "Oh, alright, alright." So he poured me the type of glass of sherry that only an alcoholic would pour you, a "venti sherry" they would call it in Starbucks. And I, you know, I had my glass of sherry, and you know it--one thing led to another, and I forgot to kill myself that day. Here's the important point: the alcohol saved my life. I was self-medicating. I'm an alcoholic. I needed alcohol. I needed something, you know.
And from that point on, until February 18th the following year, it's all foggy, you know. I would wake up late, I was on a wild bender. I was doing stand-up gigs apparently. I wish we had tapes of that, I'm sure they were hilarious! Anyway, on the day I finally decided to stop, I called a friend of mine who had disappeared out of the pub world and gotten sober, you know, there was scuttlebutt about him in the bars. I called him up and I said, "I--I, uh, I need help," and he said, "Yeah, I've been expecting this call". And he got me into a rehab. And it wasn't like the way that rehab is portrayed, in the "news outlets" at the moment, where all the kind of, you know, Lindsay Lohans and fabulous people all get--my roommate in rehab was a 60 year old, 65 year old vicar--a priest from the Church of England. Who was getting--he said, "Yes well, the thing is Craig, the parishioners were complaining that all the communion wine was going missing"--it's true!--"And also an old lady said that there was a hobo sleeping in the church graveyard. I had to pretend and go and look for him, but it was me!"
And so what happened is, I stuck with it, I was there--now there is a myth that goes around popular culture, I think right now, as well. Which is, that alcoholism can be cured by a 28 stint in rehab. I'm sorry to annoy the censors, but that is horseshit. That is horseshit. That is not my experience. For me there's two types of rehab clinics: there's the good ones, that say to you, you know, "You've done your 28 days--this is the beginning, you now have a lifetime of vigilance. This is a, this is a chronic condition that you're going to have to manage, for the rest of--deal with the rest of your life." And the bad ones you know, the bad rehab centers will say, "Good good, off you go", you know. The Reverend Ted Haggard, for example, when he gets out of the rehab and is cured of his gayness, this is clearly an unscrupulous bunch of people running that rehab!
The point I'm trying to make to you is this: now, I have been sober about 15 years. There is absolutely no way I have a drinking problem. I don't have a drinking problem--I can get one fast, but I don't, I don't have a drinking problem. I have a thinking problem. I'm 15 years sober. Last week right, I find out that Guinness has 125 calories a pint. And I'm, without a word of a lie, I'm thinking, "Maybe I should go on a diet." That's clearly insane! What Guinness did to me, and I was thinking, "Well it's only 125 calories, what could possibly go wrong?"
I want to make something clear to you--I'm not advocating temperance. I'm not advocating that. I'm saying, this is for me. You know, if I could drink, I would drink. But I can't. You can't, you can't say, you know, to kids, "Drink responsibly". You can say to me, "Drink responsibly", and I'll say, "I'll try". But I can't, certain types of people can't drink. I'm one of them. I threw in the towel with alcoholism 15 years ago, and I've been trying for the last 50 years to get little bits of it back. And it looks to me a little bit, that Britney Spears has a similar problem going on with alcohol. This woman has two kids, she's 25 years old, she's a baby herself. She's a baby, you know. And the thing is, you can embarrass somebody to death. It's embarrassing to admit you're an alcoholic, it's embarrassing to wake up in your pee--or someone else's pee--it doesn't really matter, it's embarrassing. Now I'm not absolving this woman of her behavior, I'm not. You have to be responsible for your actions, sick or well, you have to be responsible for your actions, you just have to be. All of us are accountable, you have to be. If you have a, God forbid you have a kidney problem, and you do go on dialysis, it's your responsibility somehow to get yourself the dialysis. It's your responsibility to deal with the condition that you have, in whatever way you can. Now all of us in America and, and in Scotland, and anywhere I've ever been in my life, everybody knows an alcoholic. That either, they worked for one or they have one work for them, they have a parent or a sibling or a child--everybody, there's not one of us, that doesn't--a friend, God forbid some--some of you poor people are married to them, you know what it's like. Now I have found this: you can't beat it with money. If you could beat this rap with money, rich people wouldn't die. You can't. There's--for me, only for me, and I only speak for myself, so I've gotta stress this to you, I have found that the only way I could deal with it is find other people who had similar experiences and talk to them. It doesn't cost anything, it doesn't cost a thing."
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The Magnus Protocol: Saturday Night
Well, that went better than expected. I mean – there are implications, obviously, but so far everyone's limbs still seem attached, so that is a definite plus.
The meat of this thing, the case file, is interesting, because of how far it leans into a desire for publicity.
We have:
A forum post with a deliberately provocative and arguably supernatural image in First Shift
The tattoo artist who live streams the creation of an obviously supernatural tattoo in Making Adjustments
The crowd-drawing (and occasionally crowd-murdering) violin in Taking Notes
The surprisingly popular horror media review blog that has had all content removed except the posts that detail the author's ensnarement in a supernatural film viewing in Personal Screening
Needles actively reporting his crimes and harassing the emergency service operators in Introductions
The unnamed gambler character in Rolling with It feeling inspired to dress up and cause supernatural havoc in public by getting people to roll the dice
... And now Mr Bonzo
Pretty much everything about Mr Bonzo, really. This was a character that regularly appeared on television. While the situation evidently escalated, it is strongly implied that there was always something wrong with him, both by the fact that Nigel does not know where the name came from, and by Gotard Rimbaeu's disproportionate terror at encountering him. He had a chart-topping song that can still apparently be used to summon him. He has merchandise that is still being sold. And the thing is, he's still making the news:
Geraldine And how do you respond to the more recent rumours? Nigel (on guard) Excuse me? Geraldine The witness statements from three murders over the last five years- Nigel (speaking over her) I told your producer this wasn’t going to be discussed. Geraldine -that claim a person in a Mr Bonzo costume was at the scene? Do you think there could be a copycat? – The Magnus Protocol: Saturday Night
This bit here is clearly the point of this interview. The nostalgia and the laughter were all to lead Nigel into a trap: the big story here is that Mr Bonzo has been seen killing, and they want Nigel to comment on it.
I know this is a reference to a stunt on an actual British variety programme. I think it might even have aired at some point in Australia – but I must admit it wasn't something that was on my radar in the 90s. It's hard to be accurate about something from that long ago, but I don't think I ever saw it. I'm not completely sure how close this is to reality, but I think pretty close, barring the murders.
The point is, this is something that was obnoxiously popular in the real world ... and perhaps even more prominent here. Even if you're not aware of the cultural impact of this thing specifically – and like I say, this largely passed me by – you'll know how this kind of thing can spread. A novelty can consume the public consciousness. And if it's just a novelty – well, it might be annoying after a while, but no more than that. But if it's more than that?
In an odd way, all of this reminds me of Good Omens, and how the gone-native demon Crowley relates to his colleagues:
"I tied up every portable telephone system in Central London for forty-five minutes at lunchtime," he said. There was silence, except for the distant swishing of cars. "Yes?" said Hastur. "And then what?" "Look, it wasn't easy," said Crowley. "That's all?" said Ligur. "Look, people –" "And what exactly has that done to secure souls for our master?" said Hastur. Crowley pulled himself together. What could he tell them? That twenty thousand people got bloody furious? That you could hear the arteries clanging shut all across the city? And that then they went back and took it out on their secretaries or traffic wardens or whatever, and they took it out on other people? In all kinds of vindictive little ways which, and here was the good bit, they thought up themselves. For the rest of the day. The knock-on effects were incalculable. Thousands and thousands of souls all got a faint patina of tarnish, and you barely had to lift a finger. But you couldn't tell that to demons like Hastur and Ligur. Fourteenth century minds, the lot of them. Spending years picking a way at one soul. Admittedly it was craftmanship, but you had to think differently these days. Not big, but wide. With five billion people in the world you couldn't pick the buggers off one by one any more; you had to spread your effort. But demons like Ligur and Hastur. They'd never have thought up Welsh-language television, for example Or value-added tax. Or Manchester. He'd been particularly pleased with Manchester. – Good Omens, Corgi Edition, 1991. p.22-23. Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman.
The Magnus Archives was about secret cults and esoteric knowledge. It was about old men and their devoted acolytes trying and failing, over and over, to summon their gods. It was John running into other avatars and getting laughed at, because he had the power and the doom, but he hadn't been properly initiated into the Mysteries, so he didn't know the proper terminology.
It was also about the dead-end job you couldn't quit, no matter how much you wanted to.
The Magnus Protocol is the dead-end job you could lose tomorrow. The apparent high turnover at the OIAR, whatever the hell went on with Karl the former IT guy, Teddy losing his new job immediately after he got it – and Mr Bonzo. Mr Bonzo is the job you lose the moment a new guy turns up:
Nigel Well, there was a different man in the suit, of course. There were a few of them over the years. It was very physically demanding and that wasn’t the only injury we had with it. It actually became a sort of ritual: the newest member of the production crew wore Mr Bonzo until someone else joined. – The Magnus Protocol: Saturday Night
And it's also about freaking out a lot of people in one go.
If I have any theory about this part, it's this: what if the core difference between universes is a desire to be known, and this is because of the way The Magnus Archives ended?
There have clearly been supernatural entities in this world for centuries, at least – otherwise whence came the cursed violin? But it's impossible to reasonably discuss whether these are native beings who have been exposed to something new via interdimensional travel, or whether they are the entities from The Magnus Archives and something about the nature of interdimensional travel means that now they have always been here.
But either way, what if the new thing these beings have is ... a taste, let's say, for the public stage.
The entities from The Magnus Archives were like Hastur and Ligur. They might spend years tormenting one soul, or stage a whole set piece for one guy and have to deal with him just not getting the effort they put in. There were rituals, yes, and they were of a larger scale – but still tended to be desperately secretive.
It was craftmanship, sure, but in terms of nourishment it made them scavengers. They had to catch a person alone, or in a moment of emotional vulnerability, to feed upon them.
Then, of course, the apocalypse happened. And for a while, all the world was their smorgasbord. It turned out that everyone could be afraid at the same time. And while those set pieces still existed, they could shove lots of humans into them at once and torment them all together.
But then:
Archivist Because for the Fears to spread into these new worlds, they would need to leave ours, wouldn’t they? Annabelle If one should leave this place for… greener pastures, the rest must follow. Archivist Leaving us behind in the process, freeing our world at the cost of others.Basira What are you saying? Archivist We can pass them our apocalypse. [MUFFLED DISCOMFITED REALISATION] Annabelle Nothing so extreme. In these new worlds they would exist as they used to in ours, lurking just beyond the threshold. – The Magnus Archives: Connected
That puts everybody back to square one. I'm not suggesting that these beings have a coherent plan for restarting the apocalypse – we might get there, but these are creatures of feeling, not thought, so if we do it will likely be a human plan. Rather, I mean, that they have the feeling that they like being known. It was good to eat well. It was good when everyone was afraid.
And that changes the model. Now they're Crowley, setting up the M25 to churn out a smidgeon of low-grade evil every time someone drives on it. The push is not to isolate someone and work on them, but rather to declare to the world "Here I am".
Several people wore the Mr Bonzo suit. Not for long, but they were all touched by it. Millions saw "Nigel's SOS" (that is on the nose) and – and this is called out specifically – Mr Bonzo was especially popular with children, even though the original joke seems to be geared more toward adults. And all of them then knew about the serial killings. People don't work at the OIAR for very long, at least not usually, but everyone who does is exposed to the horror stories.
It's not the equivalent of being a statement-giver in The Magnus Archives, exactly. You don't have some personally crafted nightmare that will stay with you forever. But you know there are things out there that can hurt you. You have reason to be afraid.
And the OIAR seems to be sending Mr Bonzo out to kill. Kill whom? And why? Don't know. But as I said: he's making the news. And before him there was Starkwall. And they also made the news. By committing a massacre.
In more meta terms, Mr Bonzo seems to fill a similar niche to Jane Prentiss. He's almost certainly going to be a problem, but is probably not the problem with the world. But more importantly the kind of thing he is teaches you something about how the world works.
And he has some interesting similarities: in both cases you seem to be looking at something parasitical. Jane was both seduced and consumed by her wasp nest; and while there was enough of her left to understand what was happening she was desperate for help.
Nigel seems to be Mr Bonzo's prisoner, with the comedy dungeon transforming into a more literal hostage situation. But he's also his livelihood, and his claim to fame.
Geraldine Yes, I was going to ask – Mr Bonzo merchandise is still on sale via your own website. Do you feel at all uneasy about that? Nigel About what? The fact that a few sales might be from people trying to be edgy? A man’s got to make a living, Geraldine, and it’s not like I can tell if someone’s buying a t-shirt ironically. Besides, people think of Nigel Dickerson and Mr Bonzo is never far behind so it’s not like its changing my reputation. In a lot of ways I’m more his prisoner now than I ever was on my show. – The Magnus Protocol: Saturday Night
Jane was a creature of almost pure tragedy: sure, she had problems prior to the wasp nest – that's why she was vulnerable to it – but her descent into monstrosity is marked largely by confusion and distress. Nigel seems actively complicit in spreading Mr Bonzo around, and he's defensive when someone suggests it's inappropriate.
I assume the "worm tracks" Sam and Alice find when investigating The Magnus Institute are at least an Easter egg, although whether they're relevant to any of the current happenings remains to be seen. Whatever brought the place down mostly spared the archivist's office, and that feels relevant.
The return of the tape recorder is interesting, though, because it doesn't fit the pattern of how listening in has worked in The Magnus Protocol. Tape recorders were an Archives thing. Supernatural events would only record on tape. If no tape recorders were available in a given setting, eventually one would just manifest itself.
The situation in The Magnus Protocol has been much more opportunistic: any device with a microphone will do. If you stayed away from microphones – a thing Colin has largely managed to do – it couldn't create one to record you. Of course, tape recorders weren't just popping into being this early in The Magnus Archives either, so I'm not suggesting this is some permanent rule. But Sam and Alice's phones are clearly available as options: the first bit of conversation comes from a phone. But once inside, something makes a tape recorder when it did not have to.
And the other noteworthy thing is, of course ... whatever crawls out of the trap door at the end. Mostly this one is a "put a pin in that for later" situation, because while it's clearly important there's not much you can do with it just yet.
But there are a couple of things.
The first point of interest there is that it pops up just as Sam is talking about not being chosen for something. So is this someone who was chosen?
The second is how the character is credited: [ERROR]. That looks very much how one might see something in an error log; something technological in nature.
Which suggests Colin is right: he should figure out what's up with the computers as quickly as possible.
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💚Hakkai x Gojyo fanfictions recommendations!❤️
Just Say Yes by EzraTheBlue
Gojyo has a question. Or two.
First and Third by EzraTheBlue
Hakkai is celebrating, but Gojyo's not sure why.
Belling the Kappa by EzraTheBlue
Hakkai wants things sometimes. At present, to put limiters on Gojyo and not to tell him that he needs them.
Simple Joys by opalmatrix
Gojyo's learning that the right company makes even the mundane joyful.
Careful by Kispexi2
Sanzo gives Gojyo some unexpected advice leading to some interesting consequences.
Bodies in Motion by AbsoluteNegation
Sometimes you have to stop seeing to start perceiving.
Unconditional by summerbutterfly
Hakkai is self-conscious about his looks, but to Gojyo, he'll always be hot
Nine-Tenths by theskywasblue
Hakkai is possessive
Hold On by andmydog
Hakkai uses sex to remind Gojyo he's not to run off again - set after the defeat of Kami-sama.
How Fortunate the Man with None by Rroselavy
Coming to terms with abandonment is not Gojyo's strong suit.
Vulnerability by stirlingrequiem
Hakkai wishes he could have absolute faith in Gojyo this time, just like he always has before. Gojyo has always been his rock, someone he can depend on without fail, but when the time comes for him to repay everything Gojyo’s done for him, will he have the strength for it?
Ante Up by Tru
It’s become another bet between them, and Hakkai has raised the stakes thinking Gojyo won’t call.
Tease by Marks
The new youkai mark licks across the back of Gojyo’s throat the same way Hakkai wants to. Is he jealous of the thing that might make Gojyo lose his mind? Well, maybe.
The Doctor by EzraTheBlue
Prompt fill: Gojyo - "I know you love me and all but stop threatening the doctor"
Flowers and Poetry by EzraTheBlue
Hakkai complains that Gojyo isn't putting enough effort into being romantic. Gojyo takes it to heart.
Impulse by devera
An enemy spell goes right, eventually.
Terminal Diagnosis (NOT a death fic) by Despina
Booze, poker, and women just can't hold Gojyo's interest like they used to and his old way of life seems to be dying. He knows why, but before he can accept it, he needs to work through a few issues.
Written on the Skin by emungere, louise_lux
Gojyo gets Hakkai's vines tattooed on him. Hakkai notices.
Killing Ourselves to Live by Rose Argent (roseargent)
Gojyo and Hakkai are drawn into trouble far bigger than they expected. When everything goes wrong, at least one thing goes surprisingly right.
Appreciation by Anna_Fiona
Hakkai and Gojyo spend an evening together and Hakkai realizes his lover has earned some well deserved appreciation.
Dwelling in This Place by kansouame
Gojyo and Hakkai do a little breaking and entering.
Twisting Desire by Despina
Youkai!Hakkai/Gojyo: semi-noncon, vine!sex, heat of the moment, adrenaline, post-fight - Gojyo had harbored fantasies, but he wasn't sure if he was ready for this.
Hearts Afire by Despina
Hakkai struggles emotionally with what Gojyo means to him in light of their previous tryst. Gojyo has had enough of Hakkai’s angst. Follow up to Twisting Desire.
Penultimate by RoAnshi
A serious injury received while fighting youkai reminds Gojyo of another painful incident from his past. Warnings for depictions of child abuse and canon based incest implications. Nongraphic 58.
Over The Moon by EzraTheBlue
Gojyo had a lot of dreams. Most of them died when his daughter was born.
He thought.
Type H by Kirathaune
Gojyo suddenly develops a "type" - could it be for ...brunettes with green eyes?
Demons Dreaming by Briarwolf (Tru)
Gojyo has never really been the type to have pleasant dreams, but he comes to find that maybe it's just that the good ones don't come while he's asleep.
Down from the Red Hills by opalmatrix
When a limiter-less Hakkai chases some fleeing youkai into the hills and doesn't return, Gojyo goes after him. The journey back is much longer than he ever expected.
Pose by Ukoku2012
Walking back in, Gojyo was greeted with a sight that would have made a classical painter weep and scramble for their supplies: Hakkai half stretched out on his front, arms draped across the pillow with his head nestled between them. The lines of his back practically begged the eye to follow them down to where his ass was slipping out from the covers that were tangled around his legs. "Oh, we are not getting out of bed today," Gojyo growled, almost sprinting across the room.
Then Hakkai opened his one visible eye and Gojyo staggered from the disorienting wave of deja vu.
Flash in the Pan by theskywasblue
Gojyo hates washing dishes
Accidental Innocence by Crescentium
Hakkai and Gojyo have lived together for quite some time without actually living together, as it were. It does not mean they have not thought about it. There are accidents, and then there are accidents, and Gojyo might say "Bullshit."
Akin to Admiration or, Hakkai is a Jealous Bastard by tropicsbear
Shān had never been turned down by a man before. Ever. She wasn’t about to let this one get away.
Fire at Midnight by opalmatrix
Their adventuring days were over and that was just fine with Gojyo. Or so he thought.
Fanning the Spark by opalmatrix
A day of play in the fresh snow turns into something serious — and eventually, something else entirely.
Until Something by jedishampoo
After their bout with the Seiten Taisei, Hakkai and Gojyo move into a new kind of relationship.
Keeping Up Appearances by AbsoluteNegation
Two years after the end of the Journey, Gojyo and Hakkai might just be the two people they know least actively involved in getting the two of them together.
Care and Keeping of Your Kappa by EzraTheBlue
What if Gojyo is reverted to a more feral nature under the influence of the Minus Wave? Hakkai must draw on whatever resources he has to maintain his favorite kappa's health and well-being in order to keep him sane until a solution is found. Minor spoilers for recent chapters.
found a place to rest my head by Nakimochiku
"Do you ever feel like something's missing?"
"Something? Like what?"
(Or, the Happy Ending AU where Gojyo and Hakkai get jobs, get married, and adopt children)
There Needs No Ghost by Daegaer
Sanzo has a job for Gojyo and Hakkai. Unfortunately Hakkai has left Gojyo to his own devices, and has gone ghost hunting for some peace and quiet.
A Question of Trust by Sharpeslass
It's Gojyo's birthday, but he's not the only one in for some surprises.
Lauds by Nakimochiku
Hakkai's god is of the body, so he worships him with his body.
Wherever I Find Myself by louise_lux
"This place is a dump," Gojyo said, looking around.
He wasn't wrong. The unmistakable smell of mould curled through the rooms. The floorboards creaked and groaned under every step. The kitchen had been ransacked. Every pot and pan and plate—some of them still containing dried crusts of what had once presumably been food—had been pulled from the tables and cupboards and onto the floor. Clothes were flung about the bedroom; they lay collapsed on the rotting rugs like dead bodies, all covered in dust.
The owner, Mr Chan, stood next to Hakkai. He had a sooty black mole on his bald head. It wasn't a youkai mark. "The last people left in a hurry. I couldn't find any one to rent during the—bad time." He darted his gaze away from Hakkai and fixed it on the mess on the floor.
"It'll take a lot of cleaning," Hakkai said. "I like it."
Proving It by aeternum_vale
As the journey draws near the end, Hakkai and Gojyo finally feel they are different people willing to say what they need to.
The Sinews of the Heart by theskywasblue
Hakkai always assumed he would be the one to go mad.
The World Through a Monocle by Nadare
When one discussion between a pair of friends crosses a line, would you embrace that new change or disregard it? Vague spoilers for Saiyuki Gaiden.
1001 by macavitykitsune
A death sends Hakkai down the path of déja vu and a thousand deaths, but the ending might not be the same.
Negative Movement by Sylvia
Gojyo's been feeling kinda off for a couple days or so. Turns out it's not the flu.
A Momentary Lapse of Reason by Rroselavy
Hakkai does a bad, bad thing. Can Gojyo forgive him?
The Best Medicine by theskywasblue
Hakkai helps Gojyo trade pain for pleasure.
Jealous of Your Cigarette by TJ_Dragonblade
Gojyo's smoking inspires Hakkai
Simple Pleasures by theskywasblue
Sha Gojyo is a simple man.
The Bottom Line by opalmatrix
Gojyo needs some new jeans. Hakkai's going to make sure they get their money's worth.
Proof by emungere
Gojyo/Hakkai, knifeplay or whipping – Hakkai begging reluctant Gojyo to tie him down and hurt him.
One of Those Things by scribblemoose
Playing Doctor by TJ_Dragonblade
Healer Hakkai and Gojyo with a minor wound...
You Can Bend, or You Can Break by Viridian5
Waking up after his youkai fight with Seiten Taisei after Goku’s nearly fatal shooting, Hakkai asks Gojyo for some information and makes some conclusions.
Bound by ehvul_butterfly (summerbutterfly)
Gojyo/Hakkai: bondage - Perhaps it was a bit extreme, but he was tired of Gojyo whoring around without even noticing him.
Need by Sylvia
Sha Gojyo isn't what anyone needs, really. Or is he?
Distant Relations by Sylvia
"Well, well," the water-imp said, a distinct hint of condescension in his tone. "What a surprise."
Rest in Pieces, or What a rescue Ent(r)ails by AbsoluteNegation
One take on what might have happened in the immediate aftermath of Hakkai's daring rescue of Gojyo in the Burial arc. A bit of romance, a touch of humour, and a lot of blood.
Tenacious by Lady_Ganesh
Things don't always go easily on the journey back home.
Other Nights Than This by theskywasblue
Gojyo wonders about the past.
Reflections by Kirathaune
A much-needed haircut gives Gojyo an opportunity to discover something about himself... and Hakkai, too. Minor spoilers for Blast Volume 3.
Déjà Vu by AluraGayle
Even with his limiters in place, Hakkai still battles for control. Sometimes, he can slip.
Home from the Sea, Home from the Hill by emungere
Hakkai is weird.
This, Gojyo feels, is something that people tend to forget. Even Sanzo seems to take Hakkai at face value more often than not, and Hakkai's face always shows the same value. Gojyo knows better.
The Lesson by Lady_Ganesh
Gojyo and Hakkai spend some time in the classroom.
Take the Chill Out by theskywasblue
Gojyo still remembers long winters when he shivered relentlessly, wore every piece of clothing he owned, and smoked to stay warm - felt like that was the only thing there was to do - but these days his joints ache in the deep winter; he’d rather be warm than look like a tough guy.
💚Hakkai x Gojyo❤️x🖤Tenpou x Kenren💜
As it is in heaven by chibi_zoe
The actions of Earth are merely a reflection of the actions in Heaven.
Red Wine Celebration by GloriousGoblinQueen
Kenren gets Tenpou something special for his birthday. A little over 500 years later, something similar occurs.
🖤Tenpou x Kenren💜
Beauty by Lady_Ganesh
The Field Marshal watches his General.
Echoes of a Red Chamber Dream by summerbutterfly
Away from the pressures of Heaven, Tenpou dreams.
The Courtship of Tenpou Gensui by MistressRenet
Kenren knows exactly what he wants. Tenpou resists, for a while.
on your knees, general by antikytheras
Kenren accidentally proposes.
No Me Without You by opalmatrix
When Kenren is seriously injured, Tenpou comes face to face with his feelings about "that person."
The Nature of the Rose by opalmatrix
Sometimes, explanations are helpful. This is not one of those times.
Just like this, forever by ItsAiryBro
Kenren has needs, and Tenpou loves to satisfy them
The Pencil Is Mightier by HelenaHandbasket
"Oftentimes, one can gain the upper hand by simply encouraging the opponent's body to continue in the direction it is naturally inclined to go."
I'm 10 years late, guys, but I'm ready to be a part of this fandom!
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🏳️‍🌈 Vince (& Kerry) at Night City Pride (2/10) 🏳️‍⚧️
"A merc in fuckin' sequins" 🤘
Firstly, I told myself, I'm not gonna get too carried away with modding before I finish my second playthrough. But also, I had this vision of Vince in a sparkly sequin rainbow coat, and my hand slipped... and yeah, here we are, the "pride clothing for fucking posers" collection is steadily growing xD Nothing released into the wild as of now, and I won't manage that until the month is over most likely - but not like you can't wear pretty rainbow things all year round!
Secondly, the quote above always kinda stuck with me... It's from the Jinguji side-job. At the end during the convo with MaxTac, V can decline their offer of joining them with "nah, I'd feel like a merc in fuckin' sequins".
The thing is... Vince literally is that, a merc in fuckin' sequins. Not just literally, like in the sparkly clothes I have for him, but also figuratively. He never wanted to be a merc in the first place, not able to picture himself in that gritty world, no matter how much Jackie tried to convince him that it was good, easy money (both of them were still in their late teens/early twenties at that point and trying to make ends meet somehow). He had no interest in stealing and killing for a living. He loved his tech, he thought about becoming a netrunner maybe, but everything that went down the more physical lane, fighting and so on, was never his thing. Still isn't. He's short, was always kind of scrawny... he's more the "I'm gonna shit-talk myself out of this dangerous situation somehow". Not quite to, say, Saul Goodman levels, but definitely more like that than anything else.
Then he was recruited for Arasaka. He'd only just begun to get a bit more daring with his clothing choices, his hair, tattoos, and the recuiters immediately told him to "tone it down". At the time, still not nearly as confident as he is now, he did. He wanted that job, almost out of spite, but also morbid curiosity... and he could actually see himself being good at the kind of work he was offered to do for the corporation.
His time at Arasaka changed him, equipped him with many new skills (and many new issues). But he was so much more braver, a hell lot more confident and comfortable in his body, trusted in his skills. But he had also learned one fundamental thing: he didn't want to even try and fit in anywhere anymore, because that's not who he is, deep down, and trying to conform to Arasaka's standards made him absolutely miserable.
Sure, making a resolution is one thing and actually sticking to it another, but as he then became a merc after all, after Jackie's death, his own death looming on the horizon... he more and more began to embrace being the "merc in sequins", the solo that didn't want to fit in with the rest. And he actually turned out to be rolling extremely succesful with it, with staying true to himself, standing out, and doing things his way.
Sure, he can be subtle if he wants to. "You can never get the corp outta the rat," as Jackie said. He'll still rather raise no alarms, tries the stealthy approach whenever possible, and if things go wrong would rather talk himself out of the situation than kill. But he also relishes being an extravagant motherfucker when he gets the chance to. Those who don't take the "merc in sequins" seriously, the weird little misfit that weasled himself to the top from the very bottom, will learn the meaning of regret soon enough.
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