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Anonymous asks have no balls do not speak to me
#and I'm not turning off anon either because I have a fucking spine unlike you people#also would have been so so good if you people trannies directed your fake activism attacking women and lesbians...#and used that same energy to help palestine lol#y'all definitely white queers who screech and moan and bitch about oppression#but rejoice when thousands of mothers#children and men lose their lives in palestine#and when some do manage to survive#their lives are fucked with the lack of feminine products and hygiene#and did you know what trannies did?#“thousands of gazans ”“”“”folks“”“”“ have no sanitary pads to aid their menstruation”#like holy shit!#it isn't about you spineless fucks#call them WOMEN#and CHILDREN#THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH BEING A WOMAN
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Choice
Summary: Simon forces you to choose. Him, your husband… or the other man he found in your bed.
Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Reader
Word Count: ~2.6k
Warnings: ANGST
A/N: Forgive me.
“Simon!” you gasp, bolting upright in bed.
There, darkening the doorway to your bedroom, stands your beloved husband. You thought you'd spotted something lurking in the shadows of your periphery, but rather than it being a mere figment of your imagination like you'd hoped, you've come to find out that's not at all the case.
Simon’s brows are knitted tightly together, the lines framing the sides of mouth deepening as he begins to scowl. “Fuckin’ knew it,” he grits out. “Knew you were a fuckin’ liar.” His eyes flit back and forth between you and the figure lying beside you in bed, and if looks could kill, you'd both be six feet under.
“Simon, no, wait–!” You're quick to shoo the other male from your bed even as your husband storms away. Jumping to your feet, you chase after him, tugging your shirt into place from where it had ridden up. Simon’s just reached the living room when you manage to catch up with him. “Simon, please just–”
“When will enough be enough?” he cuts you short as he whirls around to confront you. You've never seen such anger rippling from him before, and it makes you recoil, stopping dead in your tracks. “When's it gonna end, huh? You promised me you were gonna fuckin’ stop this.”
“I-I-I know I did, Simon,” your voice trembles under the weight of your shame.
He's right. After the last time, you’d told him that was it, that it would never happen again.
So much for keeping your promise.
“I'm– I'm so sorry,” you try to offer him, for whatever it may be worth.
Apparently, it's worth very little as he proceeds to scoff right in your face.
“You’re ‘sorry’?” His expression pinches to show how he takes offense to that apology. “That’s three times this month I've caught you. Three. Let alone how many other times I'm sure have been behind my back.”
Again, he’s right on the target. You’ve been dishonest with your husband, been deceiving him more times than you can even remember at this point. Though you're in no place to feel as if you're the one that's been hurt in this situation, you can't help how his biting words feel like daggers plunging right into your stomach.
Simon sighs and brings a hand up to rub his forehead, the self-soothing gesture doing nothing to soften the lines creasing his skin. After a while, he asks, “Why?” his voice much calmer than it was a moment ago. “Why d’you keep doin’ this? Lyin’? Sneakin’ around?”
When he drops his hand to look at you again, you can see how quickly his emotions have shifted from fury to sorrow. The sight of his grief almost wrenches your heart in two, and you swallow the lump in your throat, your own emotions threatening to spill forth and choke you.
“I… I don't know,” you tell him, yet another lie.
You know the truth behind your actions, the real reason you can't break this bad habit. It's because you're selfish; because you're spineless; because you're fucking weak.
Your answer, the unconvincing slop that is, isn't good enough for Simon, and his shoulders rise in a show of perplexity. “Am I not treatin’ you right? I've been withholdin’ from you? Is that it?”
You're shaking your head before he even finishes the inquiry. “No, Simon. It's nothing like that,” you say.
“Well then, explain it to me.” He tosses a hand into the air, the frustration in his tone palpable. “Because I'm tryin’ to understand what makes him so bloody special. What is it about him that makes you treat me like a fuckin’ afterthought?”
“I don't–!” you begin, the accusation immediately putting you on the defense. But then you pause and intake a deep breath, trying to rein yourself back in. The last thing you want is to strike a match against this highly combustible conversation. If ignited, this powder keg runs the risk of taking you both out with it.
You take another moment to collect yourself before releasing an audible exhale. “Yes, he means a lot to me–”
“Oh, well, I'm bloody well aware of that, thank you.”
You ignore the derisive comment as you continue, “–but you're my husband, Simon. At the end of the day, I always want you,” you emphasize. You can feel a stitch forming between your brows as they slowly pull together. “I know you're upset with me – and I understand, truly – but I… I-I just…” your voice trails off as you consider your next words.
You know what you want to say, what niggling thought you want to express. But you're not sure if voicing it aloud is the right move to take. You're trying to cool down the tension here, not potentially add fuel to the fire.
But as Simon prompts, “What?” you realize there's no backing out of it now.
You sigh. “I just think you're blowing this whole thing out of proportion.”
The way your husband's eyes immediately widen tell you it was probably better to have kept your mouth shut.
“Blowin’ thi–?!” Simon blinks wildly in disbelief, his anger from earlier surging back tenfold. His voice is venomous as he spits, “I catch you lyin’ to me, catch you continuously goin’ behind my back.” He points an accusatory finger in the direction of your bedroom. “I catch you with that filthy shite in our bed–”
“Hey, don't call–”
“–see him lyin’ there, sleepin’ on my fuckin’ pillow, and you think I'm ‘blowin’ this out of proportion’?!” he's fully shouting now, his volume having risen alongside his fury. Simon lets out a dry chuckle that's entirely devoid of humor. “Do you even hear yourself? Do my feelings mean nothin’ to you anymore? Do you– Do you even really love me?” his voice peaks as a wave of despair washes over him.
“Wha–?” Now it's your turn to blink wildly as you're caught off guard by that last sentence. “Of– Of course I do, Simon! Of course.” How can he even ask you such a thing?
“You just love him more, then, right?” The question stings like a punch to the gut.
You shake your head vehemently, asserting, “No. No, of course not!” even as you feel a twinge of guilt pricking the base of your skull.
Just as you're slightly skeptical of your own words, so too is Simon, and he brushes you off with a, “Pssh, right.”
The heightened emotions of the last several minutes persist even as you and your husband lapse into a tense silence.
As you stand there, you watch as Simon begins to harshly run both hands through his hair, not sure what you should say – if there's anything to say in this moment. Though you and he have had this same argument more times than you'd like to admit, something about this time felt different to you, felt like there were higher stakes in the mix. And as you reflect on the quarrel, you can't help how one line in particular sticks out in your mind. ‘You just love him more, then, right?’ he'd accused, bluntly, bitterly.
The idea is ridiculous to you, loving someone else more than your own husband. It sounds like something only a fool could believe.
But if that's the case, why did Simon say it so assuredly?
And why does the thought of it make your stomach clench like there could be some truth behind the claim?
After another few moments of him tugging at his roots, Simon releases a billowy breath. He briefly closes his eyes and shakes his head to himself, before dropping his hands back down by his sides.
“I don't know how much longer I can keep this up,” his voice sounds as exhausted as his body looks. As he peels his lids open to once more lock with your gaze, you feel your own eyes narrowing in your confusion.
“What do you mean?” you ask, voice quiet, timid.
“I mean you need to choose,” he tells you. “Me or him.”
That statement has you balking, the cords that hinge your jaw shut practically snapping. “Si, you– you're not serious.” This has to be some kind of sick joke, right?
“I am.” He nods resolutely. “I can't keep doin’ this – goin’ back and forth with you, wonderin’ if you're really all here with me or not,” he says, frowning. “So you need to choose. Right now. Me… or him.”
It's like you've just witnessed your worst fears materialize before you. Simon, your loving husband, has just asked you to do something that was once completely inconceivable to you. He's asked you to make a world-altering choice: pick between him and someone else.
The decision should be easy – should be obvious – and yet, you find yourself frozen, unable to speak the words you know you should say.
Simon is your husband, the first and greatest love of your life. But this other man he's making you choose between is… well, he's something else to you entirely.
When you're having a rough day and feel like the world is collapsing in around you, he's the first one you want to run to when you need a shoulder to cry on. And conversely, when you're feeling on top of the world, feeling so high up you could reach out and touch the clouds, he's the one you want to call so you can share your joy.
From the moment you met him, you knew he was one of a kind. He's got a smile that could rival a thousand suns, a kiss that could warm the coldest of nights, and the way he looks at you – like you hold the entirety of his universe in the palm of your hand – you think it could keep your heart beating long after it's chosen to stop.
He's your best friend, your other half of a whole, your personal ray of sunshine that cuts through all the gloomy rain. Simon is your husband, yes, that’s true. But this other man is your soulmate, and you know that however long you both shall live, you will love each other until you take your final breaths.
Tears start to bead in your eyes as the answer to your predicament reveals itself to you. And as Simon eventually pushes, “Well? Who's it gonna be?” you know there's only one thing you can tell him.
“Him,” you mutter, feeling the first tear spill over. “H-Him, Simon. Him. I choose… him.”
It's like the planet ceases to spin for a moment as your choice floats in the air like a ghost. At first, you think Simon must assume you're bluffing, what with the way he has no immediate reaction to your response. But as the silence stretches between you and you've yet to renounce your decision, you watch as the realization hits him like a slug to the chest.
Simon's face falls, the color zapping from his skin, and as his eyes start to shine with tears, you find your cheeks flooding with your own.
Simon blinks rapidly, his nostrils flaring as he tries to keep his emotions at bay. His brow furrows like he wants to say something – to argue something – but when he opens his mouth to speak, no words escape. He closes his mouth for a second but then opens it again soon after, once more nothing leaving him but the sound of his breath.
Open then shut, open then shut, he repeats the cycle over and over again, never once managing to get a word out. Finally, after several minutes of waging an internal battle with himself, Simon eventually lets out a low sigh of defeat.
“Then go,” he mutters, gaze falling to the floor. “Just… Just go.”
Your own heart shatters at seeing the pain you've caused your husband. But you can't take back what you've said now, and even if you could, you both know it'd be a lie.
Thus, all you can offer him is a whispered, “I'm sorry.” Any louder and your voice would break from the strain of your cries.
The room falls quiet again as you both let everything sink in. Simon, your husband, the man you'd promised forever to, just put his heart on the line, practically flayed himself open for you… and you didn't choose him.
“I'm sorry,” you say again because you don't know what else there is to do.
Simon waves your apology off with a dismissive hand, still refusing to meet your eye.
Over the next few moments, you continue to sob softly, the sounds of your sniffles puncturing the otherwise quiet house. After a while, you feel the faucet behind your eyes gradually slow to a trickle, and you wipe your face with the back of your shaky hands, swallowing down the last of your tears.
You take another minute or so to compose yourself, still standing before your forlorn husband. Once you feel somewhat well again, you clear your throat, then tip your head back to let out a short, high whistle.
Almost immediately, you hear the telltale noise of feet moving against the hardwood floor. Then, not a beat later, you see the man you'd just chosen rounding the corner to the living room.
“Come here, pup-pup. Come here,” you encourage Riley, your fourteen month old shepherd-mix, forward.
Like the good boy he is, Riley trots closer at your beckoning. But before he reaches you, he makes a pitstop by Simon, shoving his cold, wet nose into the man's empty palm.
Riley gives him a couple boops to the hand, politely asking him for pets. And Simon, for his part, despite still being obviously disgruntled, obliges and gives him a brief, dispassionate rub to the snout.
Having received his desired scritches, Riley then continues over to you, and you crouch down so you can meet him at his level.
“You wanna go cuddle with me some more? Yeah? Do you?” you pitch your voice up in that babyish way Simon pretends to hate.
Riley, however, absolutely loves it, and his tail wags back and forth in a way that says he's all too eager to agree.
“Okay, let's go!” You wave him after you as you take off down the hall.
As you both walk back to the bedroom you'd been occupying earlier, you hear Simon speaking behind you, muttering angrily to himself.
“Mangy fuckin’ mutt. Knew he was gonna be trouble,” he murmurs as he makes up a spot for himself on the couch. “First he steals my bed, then he steals my cuddles, next he'll be stealin’ my fuckin’ car…” his voice peters out the further away you walk.
“Don't mind your daddy. He's just being grumpy as usual,” you stage whisper to Riley as you approach the door to your bedroom.
Letting yourself inside, Riley quickly follows after. You shut the door and then waltz over to the bed, patting the empty space beside you as you settle in.
Swiftly, Riley jumps up to join you, taking the side normally reserved for your husband. He moseys all the way up the mattress until he reaches Simon's pillow, where he proceeds to lay down.
You roll onto your side and start to pet him, scratching that spot behind his ears you know he loves. As you do, you see that infectious smile of his slowly take shape, his tongue lolling out of the side of his mouth as his eyes drift closed.
The sight of him so content makes your own lips upturn into a smile. He is so sweet, so perfectly innocent, that it makes your heart want to burst inside your chest.
And as you continue to cuddle Riley, making little kissy noises in his ear, you know you made the right choice as you grin and ask him, “Who's my favorite boy?”
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A/N: April Fools! Hope I didn't break your heart too much lmao!
As always, I'd love to know what you thought! Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed!
#simon riley#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#simon riley x you#simon riley angst#ghost cod#ghost mw2#cod x reader#call of duty x reader#cod mw2#call of duty#modern warfare 2
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Let me get things out of the way first: I've seen a lot of misinformation being passed around, on twitter especially where a lot of folks jump into conclusions more so they can find a reason to be angry. This thread will clear things up.
Yes. Ludeo is very much a company with zi*nist views. This is a screencap of a post made AFTER Is*ael made an attack on Palestine. For those who think initially: "they're just run by folks from Is*ael" then here's proof that they're actively agreeing with genocide.
Videocult and Akupara DID NOT KNOW Ludeo had zi*nist views at the time they started collaborating, which dates from last year. It's only NOW that it's brought to attention by the RW community. They are working on arrangements in private as we speak.
The collab has caused a lot of complications, as it is pretty much one of the reasons why the game's price is upped. Our voices have already reached them- they're very well aware that we are NOT happy with this.
The feedback has of course reached the RW official server mods as well, and guess what: They didn't know until they were told. This is the first time they heard of this and they are very much making is very obvious that they do not agree with zi*nist views.
Unfortunately a lot of people thought them shutting down the server and any discussions of this whole event is "silencing" Let's be real here. NOBODY in the community wanted this, and it is very stressful to deal with all of this. Mods are 1% of the server population and-
-they are human too. People have called them spineless which is pretty pathetic. They have to babysit 50K+ MEMBERS everyday and they don't need to deal with anymore upsets. And sending your concerns to them is pointless- give your feedback to videocult and akupara instead!
As someone with modding experience elsewhere, I cannot imagine handling a server as big as that. People were sent FUCKING DEATH THREATS and they think this will solve anything??? At this point, it's just people trying to find the closest proximities to be mad at.
It is pointless and I am so tired of mods being called weak when they're just doing their job and hate Ludeo as much as everyone else. I doubt these people don't know what its like to be a mod. Creating a strike in a server where its supposed to be chill isn't the way.
The mods even directed the people more useful and more impactful ways to send the feedback across. This isn't silencing. People are just too angry to think straight and just wanted chaos as the option- when in reality its going to do more damage than good.
The server is a getaway place- it is not a server about politics- it is about a fucking video game. It is not the way to get the feedback in the way that actually matters. The staff openly announced the situation and showed their views so they're not trying to hide it.
Anyway, if it isn't clear. I hate zi*nists too. I hate colonialism. I hate using religion as an excuse to hurt and belittle people. I want people of Palestine to be free and I am hopeful that their freedom will come.
Yet people are ripping out those who are on the same team as them, spreading vitriol and misinformation. Please, twitter, think and cite your sources. To think only in anger will fog your senses and do more harm than good.
The mods are passionate folks and they do their job for free, just to make a safe environment. You may disagree with them sometimes, but I think it is stupid to outright call them ignorant or zi*nists themselves.
It *is* unfortunate that the devs and publishers didn't do enough background check, but at least they took our feedback into incredible consideration. We are not stopping our disagreement of integrating Ludeo, until something is done about it. Let's wait for more updates.
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why do so many tomarrymort shippers try to make harry suck?
as much as i dislike portrayals of tom riddle as a dominant, awesome figure—rather than the goofy camp psycho he actually is—there's really nothing worse than how some tomarrymort shippers try to bastardize harry's character.
important facts:
harry is:
uniquely resilient - a dandelion child - a child who can be stomped on, ruthlessly, and still get back up and fight
a jock - his love of quidditch is one of the most important details about his character, erasing this from him is like saying hermione doesn't like reading
masculine - yeah, i mean there is quite literally nothing effeminate about him whatsoever - he's competitive, he loves playing sports, he physically protects those around him, and his approach to conflict isn't to be gentle and diplomatic — it's to fight [note: i mean this in the traditional "personality" sense, there's nothing wrong with putting him in a cute pink dress or knocking him up with omega babies, i mean fuck it]
harry is not:
whiny / bratty - even against the most extreme adversity, he's quite chill and will clap back in a heartbeat
academic - he's very smart and does really well in school, but he shows very little interest in reading and learning as a hobby
weak - he is actually the strongest character, in spirit and mind, in the entire series, as demonstrated many times, like his ability to throw off voldemort's imperius curse (at the age of 14!) and his willingness to stand proudly and face death (age 17); how so many people get away with writing him like this spineless wimp, i'll never comprehend
if harry is your self-insert comfort character, just say so. don't annoy everyone by insisting he has traits he plainly doesn't have. it makes you look like you can't even read at the third grade level.
tom and harry are one in the same - headstrong, resilient, unyielding. they're both masculine and they're both tough. the heteronormative projections on this ship go so crazy.
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Imagine learning how to always win disagreements with Shanks
During the middle of a battle
You: get your little ass inside the galley and lock the door
Uta: I'm not a child, I can fight just as well as the rest of you. *pushes a Marine overboard*
You: this isn't a place for a child!
Shanks: Look at her, she's fine.
Uta: *having the time of her life fighting and winning against full-grown marines*
You: *throws a marine overboard* Shanks!
Shanks: She's fine, I grew fighting like this too.
You: Really, but you're so well-adjusted.
Shanks: Exactly... wait, was that sarcasm?
You: of course it's sarcasm Shanks, every fight like this could cause her more trauma later in life.
Shanks: I think you're worrying too much.
You: no, you worry too little.
Benn: I swear to the gods if you two don't shut the fuck up, I will throw myself overboard!
Marine: *swings a sword down on you, but only manages to cut your shirt in half*
You: *shirt gets immediately blown open by the wind*
Uta: *loudly yells* boobies!
Everyone on the ship: *whips their head around to look at you*
Marine: I am so sorry, I meant to kill you not humiliate you.
You: how ignoble*knocks him out with a punch and faces Shanks* Uta. Galley. Now.
Shanks: *eyes locked on your exposed chest* Yeah
Uta: What!
Shanks: I dunno, what do you want me to do.
Uta: *grumbles as she stomps into the galley* men are so spineless.
A week later, docked at some port
You: Honey, I want to go to the aquarium when we're in town.
Uta: *gasps* me too, me too, I wanna go to the aquarium! *Starts yanking his hand*
Shanks: what do you want to go to the aquarium for? We live on a boat in the ocean, just go take a swim, you'll see plenty of fish for free.
Uta: it isn't just about seeing the fish it's about helping the fishies and other sea life.
Shanks: What?
You: The aquarium rescues and cares for injured sea creatures. By going to the aquarium we're supporting their rescue efforts. Plus this way she can see the fish and not get her hair wet.
Uta: very good point, seawater would damage my hair.
Shanks: I'm not paying for you to go to the aquarium, I will however buy you a swimming cap
Benn: *also wants to go to the aquarium, so he covers Uta's eyes, and yanks up your shirt* we're going to the aquarium.
Shanks: *too distracted to put up much of a fight* okay
Uta: *knows what's going on* are you really that whipped?
Shanks: you're not old enough to judge me at the moment, wait twelve years then get back to me.
You: I can sure as shit judge you, but I will be using this to my advantage to get my way.
Shanks: god I hope so... I mean oh no, think of the child.
Benn: fuck them kids
Uta: yeah, fuck them kids.
Benn: language.
Uta: sorry, fuck those children.
Benn: no
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There are so many wonderful essays in the TCOAAL tag, about all the shades of fucked up that Andrew and Ashley are, but there is one thing that gnaws at me.
Where did Leyley learn all the stuff she says? Not only to swear, because that's something she could have picked up from older kids (or her own brother), but to call women "hussies" and "floozies"? Even Andy questions her, and doesn't get an answer.
That is very deep, ingrained internalized misogyny. Ever since she was a child, Leyley slutshamed with frightening ease. So much that when she hears that their parents have been befriending the neighbours, she calls them "a bunch of whores". (And I'm not even counting the voicemails she left to Julia in Andrew's dream, since we don't know what is reality and what is Andrew's subconscious)
Then you remember that she seems to view sex as transactional - as a way to gain food, money, Andrew if necessary. She's, of course, not above making jokes about banging her brother (if you give her the soda she wanted, she jokes about rewarding Andrew with her virginity), but she doesn't display the... genuine attraction Andrew seems to be harboring for her. It's a "might as well". It's a "yeah I'd do that". Sex is a way to get what she needs... which might be a reason she flips when she thinks that Andrew is getting it from someone else. Because if Andrew is getting what he wants from someone else, well, what is Ashley good for?
And then you remember how Mrs. Graves not only accuses Andrew of "fucking" Ashley (notice the wording, it's not "you two are fucking", he is fucking her - she has no agency, which is weird since Mrs. Graves is all to happy to blame everything on her "bad" daughter), but she seems to think this is the only reason Andrew could ever want to do anything for his sister. Keep in mind that she knows about the Nina incident. The idea that it might be related to Andrew's obedience doesn't cross her mind. She'd rather think that Ashley is manipulating Andrew through sex, and Andrew is such a horndog that he'd do anything for his sister's pussy. Because, well, isn't this what women and men do?
Mrs. Graves may be the dom to her spineless husband, but she sure has some... views on sexuality. Who seems to have been passed on to Leyley since she was very young. One can only imagine the stuff the kid has internalized.
#the coffin of andy and leyley#ashley graves#i'm not an expert essayist lmao bear with me#but yeah i did not expect gender to be this engrained in this game#it's not even blatant it's not preachy or anything#it's just there to activate your almonds#gripping writing
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Not sure if this was asked before, but how would everyone (especially Ren/Redacted) react to Angel being yelled at/harrassed by a customer ? And how would they deal with them ??
Ren:
Would stutter out a weak response and try to get the customer to leave — all while placing his body in between the two of you and creating distance. Will definitely let you vent your frustrations to him afterwards, and even offer to stick around to watch over you to make sure they don't come back.
[REDACTED]:
Depending on the severity, he's either going to immediately bite back and forcefully drag them out of the library, or he's going to give them the "fuck around and find out" treatment right there in front of the reception counter. Either way, he somehow manages to get the entitled customer to apologise to you — alongside promising to never speak to you like that again.
Moth:
There isn't much they can do through a screen, but Moth will try their best to console you after the whole ordeal is over. Lots and lots of encouragement and shit talking (about the rude customer) ensues.
Violet:
Won't try to interfere in case she'll cause a scene and rouse the other onlookers, but will definitely give the customer a piece of her mind once they stop talking. The moment Agatha gets placed on the counter instead of resting against her hip, you knooow she means business.
Elanor:
She'll meekly interject, ask if you want to go take a breather in the staff room, and handle the customer herself. They'll probably cause more damage than good, but at least the ordeal would be settled.
Conan:
Full-on Manager Mode. Steps in, handles the situation effortlessly (a.k.a asks the customer to leave and blacklists them), and offers to take over your shift so you can go home early and calm down. He'll then give you tasks that don't require talking to customers for the next few shifts.
Jae:
Similar to Elanor, he might add more fuel to the fire by stepping in — but he isn't afraid to speak his mind and call the rude customer out on their behaviour. You'd have to calm him down because his hands would definitely be shaking afterwards.
Leon:
Somehow manages to charm the customer into shutting up and seeing reason — before pulling you away and sitting with you on the back entrance steps of the library to help you calm down. He'll reassure you that it wasn't your fault, and that the customer was probably just having a bad day and was taking it out on you.
Teo:
Realistically, he'd ignore the entire ordeal since it's not his business (and he wouldn't really care tbh), but blog AU!Teo would step in once things gets heated and casually tell the customer to fuck off. He'd probably lie and say his father owns the library in order to make himself seem like an important person... before leaning in real close and cracking a joint in his neck (as a threat).
Olivia:
Probably won't interfere because spineless, entitled customers are the worst kind of people for retail workers like her to deal with; but she'll 100% rub your back and let you vent your frustrations to her afterwards. Might try to cheer you up with some AoG stickers she swiped from her workplace.
Kiara:
Has dealt with enough rude customers to know how to defuse the tension with ease. Similar to [REDACTED], Conan, and Leon; she'll make them see reason one way or another — and somehow end up getting the customer to apologise to you as well.
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Roy attempting to coax his safely escaped partner back into captivity. He's pspspsing you like a cat, things weren't so bad were they? He'd didn't still would never lift a finger to hurt you, and isn't being with someone who'd do anything for you safer than being in the wide, scary world with no one to protect you? Roy's exhausting all his tricks, as force isnt an option and he's tearing his hair out in frustration not understanding why you won't come back? He loves you, isn't that enough to ignore living in a house with cameras (not in the bathroom, ofc, he's not a SICKO, you know, just all the OTHER ROOMS) and a heartrate monitor bracelet?
sorry its not exact! and although I use momma, they/them pronouns are used I just used momma to show they were a co-parent although unwilling.
The aromatic steam rises, carrying the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee, which seems to defy the crisp winter air. Warming your hands, fighting off the cold as you stand in the lonely morning frost. You watch over Gus as he zigzags across the lawn, his nose skimming the surface of the grass.
“Momma!” You hear before the impact, a child attaches herself to your leg.
It’s Lian.
Which means her father can’t be far away. and with that thought your heart pounds, roots of anxiety wrapping around your heart and squeezing.
“Where have you been, momma? We’ve miss you.” Her little hands tug at your cardigan, and her heartbroken voice tugs at your heartstring. She’s innocent, she doesn't understand that you're not her “momma” but with Roy filling her little head with his own dreams how is she supposed to know? Before you can remind her of your name Roy call out to you and you can feel the frost cover your soul. His arms wrap around you, he feels like jagged glass dragging across your nerves.
A lump forms in your throat, as he dismisses Lian telling her to play with Gus.
“New dog huh? You lonely without us babe?” he joked, nudging you, but the disconcerting glint in his eye reminds you, he was so good at hiding. “We’ve moved into a new place, massive garden. Lian loves it, but I think she’s sick of me, I'm just her lame ol’ Dad. You know? She’s always asking for you or uncle Jason, aunt Kori, she just doesn't understand why everyones left her.” He can’t meet your eye, his kicked puppy act kicking in. “But how have you been?” His words laced with potent saccharine.
“I’ve been good.” A dry response delivered in an even dryer tone. you avoid his eye, focusing on Lian and Gus play. Roy shifts, his facade briefly waning. A snake may shed it’s skin but it’s still a snake, you remind yourself, he’s spineless, pathetic. You’re not supposed to treat him like this, it’s not fair, you can’t ignore him.
“We’ve been okay, other than the love of me life and Lian’s favourite person sneaking away like a ghost. Ya know how fucked that is? I just thought you’d think about someone else for one, do you know how hard it is to explain that to a kid? Momma's mad at me so they’re punishing you Lian, she idolises you, what you did to us is so fucked.” Venom drips from every word.
“I’m not Lian’s mom, don’t call me that.” you say simply. You sound bored, tired, annoyed.
“You’ve been her fucking mom for two years. I understand your childhood was fucked but dont you want better for lian? She’s a sweet girl, she’s our little girl, and you’re hurting her.” His rant continues, his anger accelerating as the reaction he seeks is replaced with apathy overcoming your disposition. He's met with an empty silence as you stare outwards but not focused in anything in particular.
“Babe just come home and we can make it work.” His tone softens as he realises he’s not gaining any headway. You feel his tight grip on your wrist, forcing you to face him. “I even got my baby a ring.” He smiles and forces your hand open so he can stake his claim, his grip so tight you brace for a break. “Lian come ‘ere and look, they love the ring.” He calls out and she runs over, Gus in tow.
Lian smiles up at you as she touches your hand, studying the ring.
“It looks real pretty, are you coming home with us?” she asks hopefully and as you open your mouth to answer Roy swipes that opportunity away from you.
“‘course they are, they’re apart of this family.” He looks at you as if daring you to argue. His hand wraps his arm around your shoulder, you search for a way to explain that wont hurt Lian. She’s a victim to him too, it’s not right to leave her alone with him.
#yandere dc#yandere roy harper#yandere roy harper x reader#roy harper x reader#roy harper#yandere red arrow#yandere red arrow x reader#red arrow x reader#red arrow#yandere arsenal#arsenal x reader#yandere arsenal x reader
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Punch me out
Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 4
Prompt: Meet-cute at work
Rated: E
CW: Blowjobs, dirty talk, slight degradation kink
Tags: No UD AU; company Christmas party; bathroom sex; blowjobs; dirty talk; Eddie is a disaster and Steve is a slut and they both love it; inappropriate use of vending machine drinks
Eddie shouldn't have gone to the company Christmas party. The few weeks he's worked here taught him a bunch of stuff.
The CEO? Asshole.
The management? Spineless lickspittles.
The corporate culture? A conglomerate of bullshit. Eddie’s position is called Facility Manager - the most ridiculous euphemism for Janitor ever.
Anyhow!
He shouldn't have come, but Gareth insisted that was exactly what those tie-wearing douchebags wanted, so they went.
Only that Gareth has disappeared with the receptionist, leaving Eddie to aimlessly meander while the tie wearers got progressively more drunk. He should probably have gone home.
Only he didn't.
So he kind of brought this upon himself, he thinks, while a puddle of punch soaks into his crotch and laughter wafts all around him.
The only one looking equally horrified is the guy the punch belonged to. He’s still holding the empty cup and blushing from his chestnut hair all the way down to his business shirt.
“Shit, sorry!” he babbles. “Didn’t see you there-”
“Don’t sweat it, Stevie,” Tommy Hagan guffaws. “I’m sure he brought his mop.”
Stevie’s face grows stony. “Shut it, Tommy.”
Hagan does.
Before Eddie can feel confused, one large hand takes him by the shoulder and steers him away.
“Sorry again.”
“‘s alright,” Eddie shrugs. “Was just heading home-”
“Oh, no.” A pair of big, sad eyes fixes him from behind wire-frame glasses. “At least let me make it up to you? Please?”
How could Eddie say no to that?
*
"Fuck, princess," Eddie groans, head thudding against the bathroom wall. "If that's you apologizing, you can spill stuff on me more o-ooooh …"
Stevie doesn't answer, which … okay. That would be quite the feat with Eddie’s cock down his throat as it is.
He looks up at Eddie from where he's kneeling, and fuck, the sight of him! Hairdo ruined, lips stretched obscenely wide, eyes glassy with arousal. The picture is almost enough to do Eddie in, so he tangles his fingers in that hair and yanks that warm, wet mouth closer. Stevie's eyes roll back and he moans, and that's all it takes before Eddie is coming down his throat.
Stevie doesn't so much as whine, just swallows. God, he's perfect. Eddie wants to take him home. Tie him up in bed. Never let him leave.
"Wow," he murmurs as Stevie pulls off, slack-jawed and starry-eyed. "Are you always such a cockslut, or was that only for me?"
Stevie smiles up at him. The glint in his eyes is smug.
"Only if it's such a nice cock," he hums. "What's attached to it isn't bad, either."
Pretty, slutty, and a little bratty to boot? Eddie will just have to keep him.
"Give me your number?" he mumbles as Stevie staggers to his feet, and leans in for a sloppy kiss.
Stevie dances out of his reach.
"No need to," he winks, unlocking the door and skipping his way out. "We work in the same office. I'll find you."
*
Stevie does not find him, of fucking course. Eddie tries to put it out of his mind, goes to work as usual and does definitely not scan the crowds for that voluminous shock of hair.
He's actually relieved when the holidays come. The floors are empty and nobody calls because they need their door oiled or their light bulbs changed. Eddie holes up in his basement and starts working on that new campaign.
Until the phone rings and a bored receptionist informs him Mr Harrington's height-adjustable desk is broken.
"The CEO?" Eddie asks dumbly.
"No," drawls the receptionist, "The son."
*
The office is spacious and bright and tastefully decorated. Eddie hates everything about it. The fancy adjustable desk is not plugged in.
He's just under it on all fours, ass in the air, fingers desperately stretching for the socket, when the door opens. He quickly shuts down his monologue about overpaid dumbasses.
"Hey, man. I'll be out of your hair in a second."
"No need to hurry," says someone. "I'll just enjoy the view."
"What the- ow, motherfucker!" Eddie whirls around so fast he cracks his head on the desk. "Stevie?"
Stevie kicks the door shut, sips idly on his vending machine drink, and observes how Eddie clambers to his feet.
"Said I’d find you," he smiles. Before Eddie can form a reply, he's being pushed against the desk and there's a tongue down his throat.
"I- wha- wait!" He tries to pull away. Stevie keeps nipping at his throat. "Are you crazy? Harrington Junior could be here any second."
"He already is."
Eddie yelps and looks around frantically, half expecting to see someone lurking behind a potted plant. There's nobody there.
"But it's just me and-"
And then it clicks.
"Oh my God," he groans. The mouth against his pulse grins.
"Steve is fine."
"You're the CEO's son," Eddie babbles. "I called you a cockslut, I-"
Stevie - no Steve, Steve fucking Harrington, Eddie is so fucked - just shrugs.
“I am,” he says easily.
Eddie gapes at him.
“The CEO’s son or …”
Steve laughs in his face. It’s bright and cheerful and adorable and so fucking cheeky, Eddie wants to teach him some manners. Long, graceful hands are fiddling with the zipper of his overalls.
“Listen,” he sighs when Eddie doesn’t react, just keeps gaping at him like a fish out of water. “I’m sorry it took so long. I had an unexpected business trip to go on, but … I’ve been thinking about you the entire time. Let me make it up to you?”
“I …” Eddie nods dazedly. Their lips brush with the movement. “Yeah, okay.”
“Brilliant,” Steve says. Then, in one swift movement, he takes his drink and upends it in Eddie’s lap.
Eddie gawks, heat pooling where the stain is spreading, tight and urgent.
“Oops,” Steve Harrington deadpans, and gets on his knees.
Maybe going to the Christmas party wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
All my holiday drabbles
#steddie#steve harrington x eddie munson#steve x eddie#steddie brainrot#steddie fanfic#fanfiction writer#fanfiction#fanfic#my writing#steddie holiday drabbles#hype's holiday drabbles#nsft
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i'm so annoyed lol
i feel like a lot briizes don't want to advocate for seunghan. every day someone is arguing against boycotting their next comeback because it'll "hurt the other guys." well don't you think it hurts them that their friend is hiding in some fucking basement? unemployed? I highly doubt any of those guys know what the hell their next move is regarding seunghan
how the hell are we suppose to make our voices heard if sending emails, reporting to kwangya 119, sending trucks, sending messages on weverse, etc isn't helping?! these types of situations aren't suppose to be easy or peaceful. for god's sake we're literally fighting for someone to be treated fairly and allowed to work with his FRIENDS again. this shit was not sweet from the get-go so what the hell makes you think it's going to be sweet now?!
i'm sure the other members would be happy to know that there are people out there that love their friend so much that they would go these lengths. I am positive they want to see seunghan back. I know they want to promote as 7 and would be glad to piss off a couple of assholes in SM if it meant getting their brother back.
does seunghan's situation mean nothing to you people? this poor guy smoked a damn cig and has an EX girlfriend...why the fuck is he on an indefinite hiatus? honestly you guys disgust me. you don't care about him at all and you don't care that you're allowing SM to set this precedent. just spineless as hell.
RIIZE boycott details found in this thread: @riize_union on x.com
#seunghan return#RIIZE comeback#shotaro#eunseok#sungchan#wonbin#sohee#anton#riize#rant#kpop#5th gen kpop#talk saxy#love 119#get a guitar#pull it back the siren#RIIZE siren#sm entertainment#Korean music#Japanese idols#male kpop idols#Japanese kpop idols#American kpop idols#kpop boys#seunghan#seunghan scandal
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Everyone always goes on about how Adrien and Mylene aren't assholes despite experiencing trauma
But
Surprise, surprise!! People react differently to trauma!
YOU may wanna be a better person, YOU may never wanna be mean.
But not everyone comes out of trauma all nice and kind.
Obviously, and I can't stress this enough cuz sometimes people CANT FUCKING READ. This doesn't mean be a bully, this isn't excusing Chloe. She's a fucking bully and an asshole. We KNOW that.
But holy shit. Not everyone wants to be a good person, sometimes when you feel shitty you wanna lash out and take it out on everyone. Is it right? FUCK NO. But it happens.
It doesn't make then evil, (especially when you're fucking 14 and you get compared to a literal grown terrorist, bffr)
Also. Marinette told Chloe in order for her shitty mom to love her she had to act like her..no ones gonna talk about that stupid ass evidence?? Just. God damn.
Also. Mylenes mom abandoning her shouldn't be compared to Chloes mom abandoning her to have a whole other child and leaving Chloe with a spineless, useless father who gave her EVERYTHING she wanted and never taught her how to act cuz he sucks.
Adrien was conditioned to act properly and do everything he's told or he'll get his freedom or anything he loves takin away, and despite that he still sees the good in people, that's great!!
Chloe was raised being handing everything with no consequences. They can't be comparable!
Chloe definitely deserves to be called out for bullying but she's not worst than all the shitty parents or terrorists in this show idc
#ml writing salt#j.p speaks#miraculous ladybug#im seeing#some opinions and i had to give my own#chloe burgeois#chloe bourgeois#which is it damn#adrien agreste#mylene haprele#stop comparing them like not everyone wants to be a good nice person#i WISH i could get akumatized and break cars and buildings tf#i dont wanna be nice#the only reason im not throwing water bottles at cars is cuz OF THE LAW. THATS IT.
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Severe Case of Not-Giving-A-Fuck
By yours truly, the most confusing writer in this app. Also yes, I will finish this. Yes, this story is unfinished. Why? Why not?
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Okay I've abused this plot more than I've abused my own OC's so have this very bland meal I've prepared for people stalking this probably dead tag.
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Why am I in this situation again? Who knows.
You just woke and found yourself in a Danganronpa class trial- wait no. This is the Opera House? I mean, I just woke up, man. I thought Neuvilette was Monokuma.
[I'm an artistic genius, I know.]
"Goodmorning, and welcome! ...my graceless, divine fraud!" A voice shooked me awake, not really but it gathered some of my remaining attention.
Fuck, Monomi? She was cool, but I didn't like her all that much. Wait no, that's Furina. I guess they're alike... in a way, I suppose.
"...what the fuck?" I murmured, though everyone probably heard it. "So, uhm. Morning?" Seriously, what the fuck is happening?
"Dearest Dark Diva of Divinal Deception! Are you ready to fight me until your blood has been drenched upon the foundation of my empire?" Furina laughed uproariously.
Okay maybe she's not really a Monomi, maybe a Gundham?
"Fight? Kay... do we start now or what?" I asked, honestly, I can't even open my eyes.
"Wha- first that blonde traveler, now you!? A-Am I not intimidating-?!" Furina grumbled in frustration. Neuvilette coughed, "Lady Furina, I'd advise you to calm down, especially in this scenario," He said.
So, Monokuma is Monomi, and Monomi is now a spineless Monokuma? Weird.
"Are we gonna fight with our bare hands? I don't really have a weapon." I yawned.
A person spoke up, "What are you suggesting to do, fraud?" Is it a monokub? Ah no, just Chlorinde. "Fight, isn't that what she wanted?" I point at the Archon.
"She means a Fight in court," Mono- Neuvilette responded.
Ah. A fight in Court. ....boring.
"Kay. Do we start now?"
"Do you even know what you're being accused of?"
"Should I know?"
...
"Very well. Let's begin," the Chirf Justice declared.
"Oh wait, who's the one prosecuting me?"
"You're worried about that?" Furina chimed in.
She sighed, "If you must know! Then take a look for yourself."
As she said those words, I turned to look at the individuals on the opposite side of the room.
"...Navia..? Oh wait, no its the Traveler. Sorry, you were both blonde."
#genshin impact#sagau#self aware genshin#sagau cult au#imposter sagau#sagau impostor au#genshin#fontaine#neuvilette genshin#neuvilette#furina#focalors
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Legend of Korra Rant incoming so buckle in
Every time I attempt to rewatch the series, I'm reminded yet again that Mako ruined the series. Any scenes with him in it is ruined because of what an emotional abusive sack of shit he is and because I'm reminded that people still think this soulless garbage is a hero.
Let's go through the reasons for why he's garbage.
He doesn't give a fuck about his brother. People defend him using the fact he took care of his brother after his parents died to pretend he's an amazing dude and that him and Bolin have an amazing relationship. So amazing that he warns Bolin off of Korra because he was jealous despite Mako rejecting her then when he finds out about Bolin having a date with her, he confronts Korra as if she did something wrong. They kiss and when Bolin sees them, he then blames Bolin for having feelings for Korra. Then when he finds out that Bolin told Asami about the kiss he blames his brother. Man he's such a loving brother isn't he? FYI Bolin still acts like he's a great brother through the entire series. Not to mention how the trash bullies Bolin the entire series. He continuously dismissed Bolin's feelings to make himself look better, he's always screaming at Bolin about something like when Bolin is using Pabu to free the trash's useless ass. Bolin is the only useful one of the two. His earthbending and later lavabending actually helps throughout the series unlike Mako's useless firebending and the ligteningbending the writers forget about until they need to make him look heroic. Asami makes better use of electricity than the trash does. Take the trash out and you lose nothing but horrid abusive relationships between Mako and Asami and Mako and Korra. What a loss that would be. There's also the fact that they had a funny, sweet guy that was interested in Korra and the writers put her with the abusive trash who treats his brother like trash. Gotta love those healthy heterosexual relationships am I right? Can't have two women kiss on scene but we can have Mako emotionally abuse the female characters because he's a cis het dude and can get away with it.
Now let's go to Korra. That sack of shit is trash to Korra the first time they meet for no reason at all and when Korra expresses interest in him, he rejects her. But when she has a date with Bolin, the trash attacks her for it as if he has any say in anyone she dates. But then the sack of shit starts to date Asami. So apparently he doesn't want to date Korra but he'll make damn sure no one else will date her. She's nothing but a possession to him. But do you know what really made me want to explode. When Korra finds out that Asami's father was a terrorist, the heartless garbage had the balls to accuse Korra of being so petty and jealous over his worthless ass that she would accuse a man of being a terrorist. And when it was revealed she was right, the spineless sack of shit deflected responsibility yet again by saying it was hard to believe that the man whose wife was killed by a firebender would hate benders. And the shit writers want us to believe that he was such a genius they needed him to become a detective to make him relevant the rest of the series. Oh and the horror show isn't done yet. The piece of garbage that was pretending to care about Asami when he could use her to attack Korra suddenly doesn't give a fuck about comforting her after she learns her father is a terrorist. Korra has to tell his bitch ass to go comfort his girlfriend. And there are actually brain dead people who try to blame Korra to defend this soulless monster. That's why I automatically dismiss anyone's opinions if they claims Mako is a good person.
And oh my God what he did to Asami. She is one of the kindest people ever and that piece of human filth treated her like she was nothing. She was nothing to him but a weapon to manipulate Korra into staying with his manipulative ass and once he was done with her he threw Asami aside like she was nothing. He's always screaming at her like any time she's driving. He thinks he knows who to drive better than the woman who races cars for fun. And she always end up saving his worthless ass while he gets his ass handed to him. Anytime Korra's around, this snake had his hands all over her right in front of Asami without giving a damn about how he's hurting her. Because he's never given a shit about her. Oh and they still do this in the final two seasons. They have Korra hug the trash heap while Asami is right there. But I guess since they're not dating they have him keep doing the exact thing he did while he was emotionally abusing them when they were dating. And his narcissistic ass had the balls to go to Asami expecting her to heat up the tea for the woman he's obsessed with despite him actually being able to create fire. It's so petty and heartless and it's obvious he just loves to hurt Asami. Because the only respect I'll give the trash is not believing he's stupid enough that he doesn't know that every action he does hurts Asami. And she still allowed this snake to stay at her place because he had no place to live. And she allowed his family to stay instead of punishing them for what he did to her. She's one of the most forgiving people ever.
And the fact he suffered no consequences at all for what he did infuriates me. Asami and Korra immediately forgive him and the shit writers have them act like they need his useless ass along to help find airebenders. And they yet again try to make us believe that Bolin needs his trash brother to come with them because they need him. And of course he ends up being useless the entire season until they need to make him look heroic in the final fight scene.
And they have Korra talk to this trash at the end so he can cry that he'll have his back. He's never had her back and he's always been garbage. But the writers prove they are shit writers by doing what shit writers do. Force the characters to act like the trash is a good person by telling you he is when his actions show otherwise and by writing scenes specifically to try to make him look heroic to get people to forget what he did because they're lazy and couldn't actually put in effort to redeem him. They also couldn't have given us a final scene between Lin and Korra to parallel their first scene together to show how their relationship changed to one of caring? Oh that's right, they needed to force the trash on us to make us believe that he has a deep relationship with the woman he claimed falsely accused a man of terrorism because she was jealous he was with Asami. They have such a deep relationship don't they?
The fact that Su Beifong gets more shit than this garbage pisses me off. Idiots act like she's evil because she made a mistake that hurt her sister as a teenager even though she's shown she's changed after 30 years and actively tried to make amends. But the trash abuses the female character for two entire seasons then never apologizes and refuses to even be around them because he's spineless and they act like he's a hero because the writers stop reminding you what garbage he is every scene. It really is pathetic how easily people forgave the trash just because the writers stop reminding them he's trash. That's why anyone who likes Mako but hates Su isn't worth listening to. Because unless they are spoon fed that a character is good by the other characters they can't determine what a good character looks like. Lin and Su actually care about each other even if they have fought. Mako has always been trash to Bolin and has never apologized for anything he's done but people act like Mako's a caring big brother.
And he's trash to everyone in general. Every sentence out of his mouth is the most negative shit and he's the most unbearable character to watch for those who don't immediately forgive him because they want to bang him. He's trash to Wu but people think that was hilarious because Wu was selfish when we first met him and he hits on Asami and Korra. And yet he didn't treat them like trash like Mako does. And Wu actually has an arc. He actually cares about people once he pulls his head out of his ass unlike Mako.
And what infuriates me is that the writers acknowledge the horrid love triangle in season 4 but played it off as a joke. They had the asshole act smug as he's telling the story because he manipulated Korra and Asami into fighting over his worthless ass. Then in the reunion he whines that Korra didn't write to his narcissistic ass when she was experiencing PTSD. Then the writers had him attacking Asami and Korra over and over again for everything they were doing even going so far as to asking Korra if he should trust her Avatar feelings only to acknowledge that they're doing the same thing that they did during season 1, getting on each other nerves ie Mako being abusive to Korra. And the writers portrayed this garbage as a hero.
The writers ruined this show with their desperate need to make us like this horrid character. I can't watch a scene with the trash without wanting to deck him. I have to subside on fanfics now or just not watch any scene with that trash in it. I don't trust anyone who wrote that trash to write anything ever again.
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Homestuck 2 updated early this month, and we're Yiffy now. It's a Valentine's Day miracle!
Yiffy was one of the most interesting characters in HS2, because literally everyone treated her like shit constantly. Jade's giving her daughter a smooch but also Jade sent her off to a boarding school explicitly because she was embarrassing to acknowledge and also Jade named her child Yiffy Longstocking on a joke and never bothered to change it. In the epilogues, Rose acknowledged that nothing in Candy was "real" and she was joining the rebellion basically for the luls, and one some level Jade and Rose don't think Yiffy is a real three-quarters-human person, and I think they think of her more like an OC in a game they like.
Well, that was my read of HS2, lets see how HSBC handles her.
Oh, this visual is great. Kanaya is so pissed off she's turning into the Ancestor art style in real time. She also kind of looks like Batman, here.
No doubt if your POSSE OF PUBESCENT PUNKS back at school could see you now they'd throw up laughing.
I am suddenly way more interested in Yiffy's gang than I am in half the HS1 cast. What kids join a gang led by a dog girl named Yiffy Longstocking?
Engineering that reprieve might be just about the only real solid your no-show non-mom has ever actually bothered to do for you.
Oh thank christ, there was a part of me worried that Yiffy wouldn't resent her parents for being the second-worst parents in HS2. This is the most interesting thing in the sequels, I think.
TAVVY: ,,, And also, everyone knows you exist now,,, instead of just me,,,
TAVVY: And our moms
TAVVY: Wow,,,!
YIFFY:
TAVVY: You know, i was almost kidnapped,,, once,,,
TAVVY: My mom removed the window, after that,
TAVVY: Which, um, sucked,
TAVVY: Though, i guess you'd know, uh, about that,,,
Oh, interesting. Tavvy knew about Yiffy this whole time? Actually, this and Yiffy's description of him via narration earlier imply they grew up together. I guess that makes sense, since he's Jane's kid and Jade inexplicably put Jane in charge of Yiffy, but he never told Vrissy about her secret sister? That's a bit fucked up, dude. Yiffy's not saying anything (and I hope she doesn't for a long time, until she has something meaningful to say), but her text color is Dave's red, even though she's not related to Dave. Or she is and HSBC is going to retcon HS2's most hated plot point somehow.
Pepis
Look at this ARRANT BEAVIS double fisting those cans of pop
"ARRANT BEAVIS" is a great Homestuckism
The Sylph has been slow boiling, you can tell.
Interesting that Yiffy refers to Kanaya as "The Sylph". I don't know what else she'd call her, I suppose, but Yiffy of all people being the one to mention Classpect is odd.
You've only been around this earth for 15 years, but it's a self-evident fact that there are no useful authorities. Gifted with unimaginable power, their concern only stretches so far as to manhandle those dependent on them, and tangles into ineffectual deadlock the instant it meets a challenge worth addressing. Potential killed for the sake of comfort.
True kindness is real, but only for those that bare teeth and break skin. Why should these disingenuous, bystanding, spineless, SELFISH adults get anything they want?
Fuck yes, Yiffy hates all the HS1 characters. I've been hoping for this, she has more beef with them all than even Tavros, and it's a bit of Vriska energy this comic has needed that neither actually Vriska really provides.
Yiffy being the best thing about HS2 was maybe a hot take before, but hopefully it isn't now. She's great.
JADE: and of course you arent obligated to ever forgive me but... i dont want to lose you too!
JADE: i love you kanaya
JADE: youre my family
KANAYA: You Fucked My Wife
This is the best update in the entire comic.
KANAYA: And Though That Travesty Of A Name Is Undoubtedly An Incomprehensibly Offensive Piece Of This Particular Puzzle
KANAYA: What I See Is Not An Explanation
KANAYA: But A Glossing Over Of The Worst Detail
ROSE: Jane.
Yeah, HS2 kind of glossed over Rose/Jade putting TrumpHitler in charge of their literal child. I could copy/paste this whole conversation but basically Kanaya is pointing out that there's like fifty plot holes in Yiffy's backstory and it makes no fucking sense at all and are they going to retcon her to being Jade/Dave's ecto-kid?
ROSE: You've managed to exhume the solemn cadaver of my mother's memory and make her the star of another argument.
KANAYA: As If You Ever Bothered To Bury Her
ROSE: What does this have to do with anything!?
KANAYA: What I Am Doing Is Demonstrating That I Have No Intention To Mediate This Situation
KANAYA: Or Pacify It
KANAYA: Or Even Be A Little Bit Nice Right Now
KANAYA: So Perhaps Youll Actually Take Me Seriously For Once
This is the well-earned sass we've been waiting for since Yiffy's reveal.
ROSE: But more than anything else, I took her up on it because it felt oddly
ROSE: inevitable.
ROSE: Anyways,
ROSE: Deep down, I knew it didn’t matter.
ROSE: However we handled it.
ROSE: Whatever hurt we caused.
ROSE: It was never that serious.
Man, I'm glad that I'm live-blogging and put my read of the situation up as I went because I fucking called it. Yes! I am capable of retaining information when I read instead of staring at the screen slack-jawed.
ROSE: I knew you would forgive me.
KANAYA: Rose
KANAYA: When Did You Stop Trying
JADE: yeah rose!!!!!
JADE: what the fuck!!!!
Oh shit, Candy Rose is evil?
JADE: b-but i just dont want things to get even worse!!!!!!
KANAYA: Then stop pretending that my feelings are top priority
KANAYA: AND TRY BEING HONEST FOR ONCE
JADE: WHAT DOES IT EVEN MATTER!!!!!!!
KANAYA: Excuse Me?
JADE: you heard me!
JADE: you were wronged kanaya!
JADE: the truth cant change that
JADE: saying it just fucking hurts more
JADE: what does that accomplish?
JADE: its so embarrassing, would you even get it if i had?
JADE: you have no idea what its like out there
JADE: how traumatizing dating regular citizens was
JADE: imagine trying to love someone who already knows every available detail about you
JADE: who has *opinions* on what happened to you as a child
JADE: who assumes youre indestructible
JADE: newsflash it fucking sucks!!!!!!! because no matter how nice they were
JADE: they didnt want to know me
JADE: they wanted to date the god of space
I have no notes, this is great and I'm thrilled everyone is mad now.
JADE: so everyone could lecture me again on how "bad" my "boundaries" are?
ROSE: (I did that one time.)
JADE: you want bad boundaries
JADE: do you know how many people would be waiting outside public bathrooms to talk to me about their problems?
JADE: this one guy randomly started apologizing because they cooked their hamster in the microwave!
JADE: and they looked so sad... i had to hug them and say it was ok
JADE: but it was not ok!
JADE: they murdered their hamster!
Rose: Ugh...
JADE: and their other hamster killed itself
KANAYA: JADE
JADE: out of loneliness!!!!!
What the fuck, this is amazing.
The art here is great, by the way.
JADE: millions of people told me they loved me
JADE: but i was never a real person to them
JADE: i couldn't let that happen to yiffy too
KANAYA: What
JADE: i had to save her kanaya!
JADE: give her the chance to grow up as a normal kid with a normal life
Jade she's half-dog and she's named Yiffy Fucking Longstocking, that ship has sailed. How are people not going to know she's your child?
Oh, okay. She wears a hat. Sure.
This art is so good!
KANAYA: Even If I Didnt Want Her
KANAYA: She Was Already Here
*Makes a note in my "ominous foreshadowing lines journal*
What. Why does Jade have a Frankenstein in her inventory? What's that about?
And that was the update. Honestly? Banger, easily the best HSBC update yet. I could, and if I didn't have DnD in five minutes perhaps would (and perhaps still will!) write a whole essay on this. Phenomenal. A+
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The Story of Minglan
Nice 💛
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LMAO, "chief of a brothel" 🤣🤣
Madam Wang is brutal. Poor Gu Tingye, he will never shake his poor reputation.
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Who is she again?
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Sis, you are so barking up the wrong tree.
No amount of calling Gu Tingye "Second Uncle" and being mad your brothers don't follow suit will make him interested in you.
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Who the hell are all these new people?
I can't keep up.
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She really does love making a fool out of herself.
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Wait, what?
They STOLE it from her?
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Was the stepmother the one stealing her things?
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Why are everyone's siblings such assholes in this drama?
I need to call my brother and tell him I love him because he's awesome.
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Not drunk, just a selfish imbecile.
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OH MY GOD 😐😐
LIKE, THE SHIT YOU WILL GET HER INTO, DUDE.
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I know we're supposed to be on her side here, but I'm already sick of her whining. SHE ALLOWED THE PIN TO GET STOLEN AND LOST. AND NOT JUST THE PIN, BUT MULTIPLE ITEMS.
She seems incompetent and dumb and they are making the sister evil just to generate this fake drama. The Sheng siblings are much more nuanced, even when they are bad, we see reasons for their behaviour. This just plays on, "Hurr durr, children of the second wife are mean to the poor orphan!"
It's annoying because the main storyline is already all about that and they are not doing anything new here, they're just regurgitating the same theme, only worse and with a less sympathetic heroine.
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I mean!!!
Cartoon villain behaviour.
If this was Molan and Rulan being petty and one-upping each other just because, I could buy it, because we have precedent for their bickering that feels realistic, and they are actual rivals because of their mothers' rivalry. They are both equally at each other's throats, they match each other's energy. But this? There is no conflict here. Yanran is such a soggy doormat of a person, she is no threat to the sister, she's just insignificant, so we end up with this situation where the sister seems to be having a one-sided feud with her for no reason except that she can. They are artificially upping the stakes with "But it's her dead mother's heirloom!!" to make us care, but it isn't working because the whole thing feels so contrived. If it had been ANYONE ELSE playing against her for the pin, I would have found it more believable and the tension for the purpose of this whole scene would still have been there, because she can't just go up to a random woman and demand that she surrenders her prize if she wins.
Recently I learned a hilarious Chinese idiom, "draw snake, add feet", which warns against overdoing things. This is a prime example.
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LMAO, shows how much you know the woman you claim to love.
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His stupid face 🤣🤣
Go fuck yourself, Qi Heng.
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This spineless coward.
Also, there is no chance Gu Tingye won't let Minglan win, he's so amused by her and already interested in Yanran. The evil sister set herself up here.
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LOL, stanning madam Wu!
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OMG, DUDE, STAY IN YOUR FUCKING LANE
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SO TAKE A FUCKING HINT!!
Everyone in this episode is being so stupid and annoying, except for Minglan and maybe Tingye (but the jury is still out on him).
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Oh, fuck all the way off.
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Oh, Jesus Christ 🙄
I haven't been this annoyed by so many people at the same time since this drama started. I want to stab them all. Gu Tingye is the only one who gets a pass (OK, and Rulan too, because she was the only one there genuinely having fun).
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so what do i have to offer to get a post with a scathing comparison of fanon Tim and canon Tim? 😂 this is an official request! the amount of cardboard cutout & self-insert Tim ocs i have found in the fanfics… it’s been really bothering me lately and your “bitch i might wing” posts give me life
I'm glad ur enjoying my descent, I am too ha ha!!
And boy do I agree with you. Tim is juuust white and twinky enough(but not nearly as much as fanon Tim enjoyers seem to think) on first spec for a lot of ppl to project on, so he gets...idk let's call it diluted. Short answer is that canon Tim would drop kick fanon Tim for speaking about Jack Drake the way he does.
Long rambling analysis is that fanon Tim leans into his time as Red Robin(because it's the only Tim comic they've read IF they've read it) which was more supposed to be a story of how someone behaves when they are so deep in their grief that they literally can't see which way is up than a display of how Tim normally behaves and thinks. Everything else is just kind of.. assumed filler based off of what his wiki says. As a result Tim gets written as this shy, spineless, borderline megalomaniac child who is ignored and undervalued when in 85% of canon he's the complete opposite(nu52 Tim is a blight). Where fanon Tim is a genius prodigy, canon Tim is the average smart kid with a big mouth who chose to be a hero. He had to contend with the knowledge and fear that he is not on the level of the other heroes and adapts to it by bringing antagonists to his level instead of meeting them where they are. He's interesting because he literally has to think differently but he's written as Bruce junior for some reason.
Also, unlike most of the batfam, he has(or had) strong ties to his civilian life, and had to find a way to balance them, something that is completely ignored in fanon when that was his appeal in the first fucking place. Instead, fanon warps his parents into these grotesquely neglectful charicatures to justify the truth of Red Robin when again, Red Robin was about grief through the lens of an unreliable narrator. Jack and Janet were just... parents? They were neglectful in the way that any teenage superhero's parents have to be so that they can be a superhero on the DL, and he loved them. Taking that away takes away the impact of their deaths on him, and strips away yet another element of his character. Also, I literally cannot overstate the impact that Steph had in Tim's life. Because ppl want to ship him with other male characters, their formative and thematically integral relationship gets tossed to the side along with all of the nuance that came with it.
Because I can't stop talking I also think that fanon Tim is also probably tied with Dick when it comes to suffering from the poor attempt at TMNTing of the robins- i.e. Dick is the face, Jason's the angry one, Tim's the smart one, and Damian's the fighty one while Steph&Duke don't exist because I guess there aren't any more one word traits to assign them. Tim is very smart, yes, but hes not the smartest(because obviously area of expertise is a factor) or the best detective of the Robins- and DEF not the smartest of the Batfam by any measure of intelligence- and it certainly isn't his defining feature like fandom wants ppl to think. He's got other things to him that are more interesting.
I just blacked out for 15 minutes, is this anything?
#tim drake#bitch i might wing#sorry this may be late I don't know when you sent this and I don't check my inbox nearly as much as I should#but this was rlly fun thank u for the ask!! 💕
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