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lethby · 2 days

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What's wrong with lesson 16 (everything)

A list by yours truly, who is about to collapse if she doesn't vent about it (TW: opinion lmao)

⍣ ೋ The time-travel shit

LITERALLY WHY

It creates so many problems and plot holes that could easily be avoided for no reason.

We leave everyone behind and it's never even addressed?? THEY'RE WAITING FOR US???

Barbatos, supposedly the one that cares about balance and timelines, just goes "well you're stuck here and I literally erased the other MC, good ending :D"

He told her "don't run into anyone" and she decides FIRST THING to head where all the noise is coming from, not trying to hide at all

⍣ ೋ No consequences whatsoever

It's awesome to know no one cared about MC dying

Sure, she's "alive" now, but everyone moved on so quickly??? Even Mammon, who was in the verge of a meltdown.

And it's all because we're Lilith's descendant how convenient

Even Belphie, our murderer who has hated humans for MILLENNIA, had a major switch up at this

Also, the brothers begin to completely disregard MC by treating her like Lilith

Look I understand, it's your dead sister and you miss her, BUT MC IS NOT HER. SHE IS HER OWN GODDAMN PERSON

But the worst part is... MC IS SO DAMN CHILL ABOUT IT

Even if she technically isn't the one who died, you'd expect some kind of uneasiness coming from her, SPECIALLY AROUND BELPHIE

Words can't express how much I hate it

⍣ ೋ Solution

I'm gonna make the devs a favor and fix their game

REVIVAL

MC JUST REVIVES FOR WHATEVER REASON (Lilith's will, the last remnants of her powers, Barbatos' precautions...)

Now you don't have to worry about too many plot holes, focusing on just one timeline

Also this allows her to remember her death, making her trauma more intense and veridical

I know it sounds crazy but if they could pull off lesson 16, they can pull this off

Make the brothers indecisive

They got their little brother back, but at what cost?

Everything is fine now, right? But it's not. MC is not "fine"

Make them conflicted between taking MC's side and comforting her but also welcoming Belphie and make up

MAKE MC UNCOMFORTABLE

I can't stress enough how important this part is

Give her TIME to evolve, develop as a character, and understand her feelings

She wouldn't want to be around Belphie, at all

She might not even wanna be around the others, seeing as they treat her like nothing happened

Make her upset, confused, feel like she doesn't belong, ANYTHING

MAKE HER GO THROUGH THE STAGES OF GRIEF

In fact, if you want to make her relationship with Belphie nourish, you can do that too by not just hey lol I killed you but I'm good now

Make her have nightmares

That's it

Make Belphie notice the dark circles under her eyes and the way she avoids him, then discover she has nightmares

The "now" Belphie could feel guilty

He might try to comfort her, only for her to shy away in response

Seeing as his apologies don't work this early into the trauma, he could enter her dreams and chase those nightmares away, every night, sacrificing his own sleep

THAT is a dynamic I want to see, personally

This could have been done with or without the time-travel, btw

In the time-travel, though, I was also missing some grieving from MC

Remember when I said to make the brothers conflicted? Make MC suffer more too

She wants to go back to her time, her universe, her family. They're waiting for her

But she also doesn't want to leave behind these demons, which have just found peace and happiness after a long time

Here's the catch, No matter what she chooses, she's forced to live her life regretting whatever decision she makes, since she can't make everyone happy and one side must suffer inevitably

An MC going through a heavy trauma and eventually (and slowly) overcoming it would just click with so many players

⍣ ೋ Conclusion

To me, the game didn't fully explore the feelings that going through that experience would bring for everyone, even if the idea itself was interesting. No, more like it didn't WANT to. Making MC go through all that would mean a lot of character development for a big amount of characters and little romance, which is what the game is about.

However, if you can't make that sacrifice, don't settle your game in a world rich in lore. And honestly, with all the explanations and back stories, I don't think obey me! is lacking on that. More so that, even if they were fully capable, they didn't want to go through all the trouble. Remember we're coming from an already fucked up scenario that took a lot of chapters.

Finally, this is just my opinion based on my experience. Of course, you don't have to agree with me in any way.

I have to say, that was relaxing lmaoo

Anyways, since I really like this idea and I've seen several people do it, I'm gonna make my own fanfic exploring how I think lesson 16 would have turned out realistically, hope you stay tuned!

Lethby ༊*·˚

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quakiebaka · 3 days

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⚖️BEHOLD, One and All!🪄

Troupe Gramarye's Apollo Justice and Prodigy Defense Attorney Trucy Wright!

Swap AU art of my recent favorite duo of all time! First time drawing them and it was an absolute joy to have them be the first thing I've properly drawn in months. Ace Attorney has a grip on me dear lord,, I should draw them more.....

[ Timelapse/ramblings under the cut ]

Trucy

trucy was so difficult to pose/design :sob:

her right hand is a reference to edgeworth's thinking sprite :)

you can see i almost gave her a jabot like edgeworth's but decided against it since the neck area was getting too cluttered

(which is why i switched the neck scarf around instead. its very iconic to her)

why edgeworth? because I am an "uncle miles -> papa" truther. aka narumitsu.

trucy's dress shirt is color picked from wright's aa5+ vest! her outfit overall is very inspired by his.

I considered taking away trucy's gloves but like her neck scarf, it's a part of her i cant take away

Apollo

was originally gonna just draw polly but it escalated quickly

went with valant's troupe gramarye long sleeve outfit bc I felt it suited apollo better

small little thing I noticed about the gramarye's is that thalassa's the only one without the neck flap things for the cape. so this is my slight little nod to trans apollo because i didnt want to draw the flaps. its a win-win

obvious ace of spades card is obvious turnabout trump reference. also phoenix's other cards

had to switch apollo's left hand to the front because the cape was in the way and i didnt wanna deal with cape physics/folding

other ramblings! AA4+ spoilers!

I like to think that trucy got very inspired by wright once she got taken in by him and that kickstarted her desire to become a defense attorney early on. she wanted to help out as much as possible with income. she also doesn't like magic that much anymore because it reminds her of her bio dad, which is really upsetting. kristoph takes this as an opportunity to mentor her since phoenix really can't take her to help with his cases, so this is how she takes apollo's place. turnabout trump is her first case.

as for apollo, i have no idea how he gets to becoming a magician since im still confused by his multiple backstories!! too many ideas that contradict the story. uhhh, let's just say he gets the rights because somehow magnifi finds out about him (prob through thalassa before the shootem) and apollo gets the rights sent over to him as a kid (apollo doesnt really question it) and he just. never told zak or valant about it. so zak still thinks he has the rights to pass it down to trucy. but trucy didn't even pursue magic so it all worked out anyway? hooray!

#ace attorney #trucy wright #apollo justice #gramarye siblings #aa4 #quakie art

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mammalsofaction · 21 hours

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Someone pointed out to me in one of my posts that the reason Perry was SO pissed off during OWCA files was bc he's jealous Heinz was spending time with so much of his co-workers, and Ive since been thinking about this and I genuinely hate how much this makes sense.

Obviously that isn't the ONLY reason, but. This is the second recorded time where Heinz ends up working for OWCA and BOTH times Perry spends the entire episode inexplicably grumpy and pissed.

You COULD say it's bc he's wary, he doesn't trust Heinz to behave professionally as an agent when he takes so much pride as an agent himself and incompetency pisses him off (true). Also that Heinz is lumped as his responsibility, and agent Lone Wolf hates being saddled to a person.....but these arguments crumble in light for a few facts.

1. Perry doesn't have THAT much respect for OWCA, and certainly not Francis, ESPECIALLY if they piss him off. See the aftermath of Undercover Carl. Its not a respect issue.

2. Perry knows what Heinz is like. He LIKES spending time with Heinz, and as early as the events in "Come Home Perry," HE knows that he can trust Heinz to always have his back. Its not a trust issue.

3. Perry is hugely supportive of Heinz reforming, and in MML, it's HIS money being the first and foremost funds provider for Heinz to start a time travelling agency. He likes Heinz turning tide fine, so long as he doesn't shut Perry out or leave him behind. It's not a Being Good issue.

So why was he pissed off?? Well. What's the ONE thing that upsets Perry, without fail, when it comes to his loved ones that isn't them being in undeniable danger.

Sharing. Perry hates sharing.

#Perryshmirtz #phineas and ferb #perry the platypus #heinz Doofenshmirtz #meta piece #more of my Possessive Perry agenda #i need my dude to chill out QUICKLY and IMMEDIATELY #tell bro no one is taking Heinz away he can have him 😭😭😭😭#this is why i love all the OWCA Heinz AUs where Perry is upset #cus like its a combination of so many things #its having to work in a team+newbies cramping his groove #but also it's Heinz always being in the forefront of trouble all the time #and he has to SHARE and he HATES sharing so going into this he was #ALREADY upset before all the shit happens #perry's control freak mind just has trouble with the idea of his loved ones in actual danger so much of the time so #i cant imagine how hard it is thinking about Heinz running headlong into danger all the time as his obligation demands him #poor thing. youre gonna give the platypus cardiac arrest

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crilbyte · 2 days

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💚🎙️Hunted🎙️💚

~Reader x Human!Alastor🪓

Part 1 𖦹 Part 2 𖦹 Part 3 𖦹 Part 4 𖦹 Part 5

Summary: Alastor waits for you to return... But after a while he begins to feel... Urges. Ones he must get out.

Warnings/Promises: 16+, slow burn, abusive relationship, alcohol, physical and sexual abuse, murder, suggested noncon, forced pregnancy, miscarriage/abortion.

It's another week before you show back up again. Alastor had expected you to stay away a while, but he was beginning to feel worried, and he didn't like it. It made him feel weak. If you were gone for much longer he had decided he would come find you instead. But luckily for you, that same day you reappeared.

That might, Mimzy gives Alastor a look and he turns towards the door a little too quickly, seeing you standing there, an ashamed look on your face. He looks at you with a mixture of surprise and concern, crossing the bar quickly and taking your hands in his. "My dear, are you alright?" He asks, his voice soft and comforting.

You look up at him, surprised yourself. "You're not angry with me?" You ask quietly.

"Angry?" He laughs, a gentle and sincere sound. "Why would I be angry with you? You did nothing wrong."

"I ran off and didn't come back for a week after yelling at you..." You say, the shame returning.

He squeezes your hands and raises them to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on each. "I understand," he says kindly. "You were upset. I'm only glad you have returned."

You blush and pull your hands back, tightening your shawl around your shoulders. Alastor watches you with concern in his eyes, but keeps his distance. He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. Instead, he offers you his arm gently after a moment of silence. "Come, let's sit and talk." He says softly.

You take his arm and as Alastor leads you to your regular booth; helping you sit before taking his own seat across from you. He smiles warmly and leans forward, resting his forearms on the table.

"So tell me, what made you return?"

"You were right, and I'm sorry," you say with a slight tremble in your voice.

He raises an eyebrow, surprised by your apology. "I'm surprised to hear you say that," he admits, his voice remaining kind and calm despite his surprise. "But I'll admit, it's nice to hear." He gives you a gentle smile, hoping to reassure you. "And would it be presumptuous of me to assume the reason you're wearing the shawl again...?"

You take a deep breath before lowering the shawl and exposing your arms. The bruises there are the same as last time, only more yellow now, older. Alastor's expression darkens as he notices them. He curses himself silently for not being there when you needed him, but that's not what truly catches his attention. Once your shawl is off he realizes you're also wearing a scarf. Carefully, he reaches over and gently touches the scarf around your neck.

"May I?" He asks quietly, seeking permission to remove it.

You take a moment, chewing on your lip before nodding.

He takes a calculated breath before carefully removing the scarf, exposing new bruises on your neck. His eyes narrow as he takes in the sight, and a deep, burning anger rises up inside of him.

"It's not as bad as it looks," You begin to say, but he interrupts you.

"Don't lie to me, and don't make excuses for him," he growls, his voice laced with anger. "No one is allowed to hurt you like this." He takes your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "These look like handprints. Did he strangle you? Did he do this to you?"

You look down at the table and nod, sadly, an ashamed look on your face.

"Don't be ashamed," he says softly, raising your chin so that he can meet your gaze. "You didn't do anything wrong. You don't deserve this. And I swear, that man will pay for laying his hands on you." He said in a low, threatening tone.

"No!" You say quickly, gripping his arm.

He looks down at your hands on him, surprised at your reaction. He sees the desperation and fear in your eyes, and the anger inside him begins to fade a little. "Why shouldn't I? Any man who would do this to you, doesn't deserve to live."

"I never told you who my husband is, did I...?" You ask quietly.

He raises an eyebrow, a feeling of realization washing over him. "No... I don't believe you have," he says slowly. "but I don't need to be told his name to know that he is a monster." He grips your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Richard Tully. Of the sugar barons. he's... untouchable. If you tried to go against him he... he could ruin you, your career. I couldn't let you do that for me." You say in a quiet voice. "Not for my sake.”

His expression falls at the mention of Richard's name. He knows all too well the type of power the man holds. "You think I am unaware of what I would be up against?" he says, almost bitterly. "But it would be worth it, if it protected you."

"Please. Even my own family has tried. He has family in the police force. There's... there's nothing to be done. They won't stop him." You look utterly defeated.

He listens intently, his anger turning into concern for you. "This... this is why I hate men like him. They use their power and influence to crush those who are weaker than them." He pulls you into a hug, trying to offer comfort. "You should just divorce him."

At first, you sink into the hug, your calm returning, if a little shocked he's touching you so intimately tonight. Outside of dancing he'd never touched you more than with just his hands and even then it was only ever in explicitly appropriate places. But when you hear him mention divorce, your anxiety spikes again.

"Divorce?" You ask, pulling back and looking up at him.

He looks down at you, his eyes warm and full of concern. "Yes. Why not? You don't deserve to be treated like this." He reaches up to brush a loose strand of hair out of your face. "If you need help..."

"I'd need more than help," you say, astonished. "I'm thirty. How do you expect a thirty year old, divorced woman to survive? I couldn't work, I can't have a bank account. I don't think I can even own land." You begin to spiral a little.

He listens to you patiently, letting you get all your worries out. "Well, you could stay with me," he says softly, as if he's just realized he's going to propose something rather drastic. “I have the room.”

You stop, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Alastor..." You say in a quiet but serious voice. "Are... are you asking me to divorce my husband and... live with you?"

You see him hesitating for a moment, but then he steadies himself. "Well, I can't just stand here and watch you being beaten," he says. "You deserve a life with someone who loves and cares for you, and that someone could be me." He takes a deep breath again.

"You... care for me?" You ask.

He looks down at you, his expression serious as he speaks slowly. "I care about you more than I'd ever thought possible. I've never been in love before, but with you... It's easy to envision myself spending the rest of my life with you by my side," he says.

"But Mimzy said you weren't interested in girls." You say, and it's like a knife to the back.

His expression hardens. "Mimzy speaks out of turn," he says coolly and clearly annoyed. "She has her own interests at heart, and not always my needs or feelings." He pauses for a moment. "But when I say I think I could love you, it's the truth."

Tears begin to well in your eyes. He extends his hand cautiously, ready to wipe them away.

"Why are you crying?" he asks, a hint of concern in his voice. Alastor might be charming and handsome, but he isn't exactly the emotional type.

"I... I think I feel... hopeful? For the first time in my life," you answer with a small laugh despite the tears still flowing.

He lets out a sigh of relief when he realizes they are not ones of sadness, but of joy. Alastor smiles softly at you before stepping closer to wrap an arm around your shoulder. "You deserve all the happiness in this world," he says, giving you a gentle squeeze.

You smile and you believe him. "Then... I will. I'll leave," you say with an excited smile. "It might take a few days to gather my things, what little things I'd want to take with me, but I'll tell him the minute I'm ready to walk out the door and... and I'll meet you here.”

His smile only grows wider at your words. "I'll be waiting," he says softly before leaning in closer to place a gentle kiss on your cheek, leaving a blush as receipt. "Go and take care of yourself, I'll see you soon." And with that, he watches you move to leave, a hopeful look in your eyes.

Three months pass with no word.

Alastor stands under the same street lamp, watching the wind blow the leaves around. He had been waiting for you, his heart filled with the hope that you would come, but three months had passed and still, he had no word from you. He sighs and draws his coat tightly around him.

Mimzy walks out of the bar with a sullen look on her face. "Dearie, it's almost sun up. I gotta close. She's not coming today," the woman says in a sweet voice. Their relationship was typically full of jest and jabs at one another, but lately she couldn't bring herself to be mean, even if playfully so.

Alastor turns and approaches her, his smile forced as he sees the disappointment in her eyes.

"One has to keep the hope alive." He uses his key to lock the front door before walking towards the city instead of the direction of his home within the woods.

"Going hunting tonight while you still have time?" Mimzy asks.

Alastor stops but doesn't turn, his gaze focused on the path ahead. "Still a few hours before daybreak," he finally says, "Thought I could blow off some steam."

"Well, I heard there's some hoodlums what been snatching purses over by rainwood Blvd. maybe start there."

Alastor's eyes narrow, and he turns to fully face her. "Sounds as though they deserve a fitting punishment." The hint of a smile touches his lips, revealing he is warming up to your suggestion. He had always been dark, but now it seems to be more... malicious.

"Just be careful out there, I'm not doing your radio show for you." With that quiz, Mimzy walks to her car to leave.

Alastor chuckles and nods at her quip. "I will ensure I don't get hurt, even if it means breaking a few bones." The smile drops from his face as he watches her drive away.

Alastor stalks the streets of New Orleans like the predator he is, eyes sharp for prey. He blends in with the night, dressed in an all brown suit that makes him almost invisible against the brick walls. He slips into buildings and alleys, his ears sharp and eyes keener than a regular human's. It is not long before he spots a group of young men sneaking up on a woman. The men corner her, one snags her bag and sprinting off while the other grabs her and pins her to the alley wall.

Anger flares in Alastor as the young man's hand covers the woman's mouth, stifling her whimpers. With measured steps, he emerges from the shadows, eyes fixed on the two assailants.

"Is this how you treat a lady?"

The man screams as Alastor brings the back end of an axe down into his head, knocking him out cold. When he comes to, he has taken him back to his home in the woods, chained to a table in his large backyard shed.

Alastor's eyes gleam manically in the dim light as he locks the door of his shed behind him, confirming the man's wrists and ankles are shackled securely. He then approaches him with his axe, pressing it against his throat.

"Please!" the man begs, shaking. "Please!"

Alastor laughs, a chilling sound that sends icy shivers down the man's spine. "Oh, I do love a bit of begging." He leans closer to the trembling man, axe still pressed to his skin. "It excites me."

The shed is silent except for the fearful whimpers of the man and the clanging of chains. The room echoes with the sounds. Satisfied with the terror he has instilled. Alastor scrutinizes him a moment before setting the axe aside and retrieving a bag nearby. "It's time to teach you a little lesson about human decency."

"No, no please..." he begs, pulling at his restraints.

Alastor's eyes flash ominously as the man struggles against his restraints, futile attempts that only serve to heighten Alastor's amusement. "Ah, such a pitiful sight." He cackles wickedly, pulling several tools from the bag, each more menacing than the last. "But I think it's time to silence you."

Alastor leaves his job at the radio station and heads for the bar. It's a gloomy, rainy night, the lights already on in the street. As he approaches the doors, he sees the shambling form of a woman walking into the alley beside the establishment. He follows her slowly, the blood rushing through his veins, his instincts sharpening, his hunting instinct suddenly activated.

As he gets closer the figure turns and he can see it more clearly. The woman is wearing a nightgown, it looks as though it used to be blue, though it's now stained a deep red over the majority of her abdomen. But that's not what sends a dagger into his heart. As he steps closer he sees that the woman is you, stumbling forward and reaching out for him before tripping.

Alastor's whole body freezes. He rushes to your side, trying to hold you up. Blood splatters on his shirt as he embraces you, but he doesn't care. Fear fills his expression.

"What... what happened to you?"

You look up at him with a weak smile. "Alastor...? I found you..."

"Who did this to you?" Alastor's heart races. He cradles your head in his hands, trying to search for the source of the blood as you seem to be growing paler by the second. A deep rage flares up inside of him as he sees just how grave a condition you're in.

You look down at yourself and back up to him. "Not... not all mine..."

You see the disgust, rage and confusion in Alastor's eyes. Something dark forms in his heart, fueled by his overwhelming desire to protect you and the need for revenge. "Whose?" He demands, more determined than ever to hunt down the monster who did this. "And you say not all? So some is?"

You reach down to your abdomen and Alastor's hands tremble as he recognizes a stab wound there. He knows how much pain you must be in, but he also sees the sheer will in your eyes. Holding you gently, he looks into your eyes.

"We need to get you to a hospital."

"No!" You cry out loudly, clutching desperately at his shirt.

Alastor recoils at your outburst. He looks deep into your eyes, trying to understand just why you would refuse medical treatment. "My dear, you can't die like this," he says, his voice filled with desperation."

"They'll try to save it, they won't care what I want, they'll try to save it..." You clutch at your stomach. "I want it dead. I want it gone. They'll save it. Please, no... no hospital..." You manage to push out before losing consciousness.

Alastor watches in horror as you collapse in his arms. He knows just how important this decision is to you, and he's torn between his desire to get you to safety and his desire to help you get what you want. He quickly makes up his mind.

"I won't let you die," he says firmly, lifting you and making his way towards the woods. He has enough knowledge of the human body to likely be able to stitch you up. And you'll be safer at his home than anywhere else.

When you finally awaken you look around groggily, attempting to sit up. You find yourself lying on a surprisingly comfortable bed. Alastor appears in front of you, dressed in casual clothes and looking much more approachable than he did when you first met. He's holding a glass of water and painkillers.

You take the medicine and down it quickly, trusting him implicitly, to which Alastor raises an eyebrow. He's perplexed at the sudden trust you seem to have placed in him, but he decides not to comment on it. Instead, he focuses on the task at hand. He brings the glass of water closer to your lips, helping you drink in case you have difficulty moving.

You accept the water, drinking almost the whole glass before letting him take it away. You try to sit up and suck in a sharp breath as it hurts your abdomen. You look down to see that you're in unfamiliar clothes and bandaged.

"Don't sit up. You needed tending to," Alastor explains briefly as you give a startled look at the bandages. "I had to take your clothes off to stitch you up," he adds with a smirk, somewhat enjoying your discomfort.

You look up at him. "Thank you..." You say softly, smiling.

Alastor hesitates briefly at your words, taken aback by the sincerity in your expression. He stares at you for a moment before clearing his throat and looking away.

"It's nothing," he mutters, his voice softer than usual. as he turns back to you, his gaze hardens. "I believe you owe me an explanation."

You look down, slightly ashamed. "You mean about why I was stumbling around in an alleyway covered in blood with a hole in my stomach?"

Alastor raises an eyebrow at your question, smirking at the absurdity of the situation. "Yes, that would be the event that triggered my mild concern," he replies flatly, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest. "As well as where you disappeared to for the last few months."

Your eyes widen. "You waited for me..." You say softly.

Alastor looks away as you speak, a rare hint of vulnerability in his expression. "I did..." he mutters, avoiding eye contact. He clears his throat and takes a deep breath before looking back at you and speaking more firmly. "You didn't come back."

"I listened to your radio show every night. I think..." You blush, looking away, "I think it's the only thing that kept me sane."

Alastor's gaze softens as he listens to your words, his expression almost tender. "I'm glad," he says quietly, his voice genuinely warm for once. He leans forward, resting his hand on your leg. "But I must ask why you needed it...? What happened?"

You take a deep breath. "I fully intended to leave and meet you within the week. I returned home that night with full confidence that I could gather my things, tell Richard it was over, and that we could settle the divorce at a later date. But... when I returned home he was waiting for me..." You say softly.

Alastor's expression darkens as he listens to your story. He narrows his eyes, a dangerous glint reflecting in them. "Did he hurt you?" he asks, his voice low and menacing. His hand grips your leg tighter, his grip almost painful.

"Not at first... He... started as he usually does. He told me he was worried, asked why I kept running away like this. He would always make it out that he was this wonderful, worried husband whose wife regularly disappeared to do debaucherous things. He would ask if I intended to ruin our family's reputation..."

Alastor's grip on your leg tightens even more, his fingers digging into your skin. A low growl emanates from him, his anger growing with every word. He leans in closer to you, whispering in a dangerous tone, "Did he hurt you?"

The moment you nod, Alastor's demeanor changes. He pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you close as if he could protect you from any harm. He murmurs soft words of comfort into your ear, his voice filled with rage towards the man who caused you pain.

You blush, not expecting this reaction. "Alastor..." You sigh his name, relaxing into his embrace.

He leans his head against yours for a moment, breathing in your scent to calm himself. He knows he needs to stay calm for your sake. "What else happened? How did you respond?"

"I told him that was ridiculous. That I was sick of this treatment and that I wanted out. That I was leaving."

A predatory smile spreads across Alastor's face, as he hears your words. "And what did he say?" he purrs, his grip on you tightening once more.

"He became violent," you say darkly. "He grabbed me and began to strike me before dragging me to our room. I... I hadn't realized that he'd been preparing something..."

Hearing your words, a low growl rumbles in Alastor's chest. He "What did he do?"

"He told me that if I intended to leave, that I needed to fulfill my obligations to the family first," you say with a dark expression. You look at his hand, avoiding eye contact.

He leans his head forward, taking care to tilt your chin up to force eye contact. "What are these obligations you speak of?" he demands, his voice full of gravel and hard edge as a cold stare. He holds your face with a gentle, firm hold, as he waits for your answer.

"An..." You voice quivers. "An heir..."

A snarl twists his lips, and he drops your chin as an angry expression flares.

“An heir!?” He growls. "Did he expect you to bear a child like some common broodmare?" he asks, his voice teeming with rage. He takes a breath, trying to calm himself for your sake. "And he expected you to just agree?"

"No... that's what I mean when I say he'd been preparing... he... he chained me to the bed..." You reach down to your ankles, Alastor quickly realizing that must be where the bruising he'd found there while tending to you came from.

He curses silently. And then he looks back at you, the disgust in his face growing. "He expected you to bear him a child? While he keeps you chained to the bed like some animal?"

You nod. "That's when... when he started..." You close your eyes tightly.

He reaches out to place a hand on your shoulder, offering soft comfort. "Go on," he says, his voice softer now. Curiosity driving him to find out more of this man's true nature. "What did he start doing?"

"He started... trying to get me pregnant..." You say darkly.

A look of disgust crosses his face. "He... what?” The rage simmered behind his eyes, and Alastor squeezes his hand tighter to keep himself in check. He wanted to hurt him, and badly. "You don't mean..?" he urges you, needing to hear more.

You nod, the implication apparent.

Alastor curses loudly. "You're telling me that this man, your supposed 'husband', has been raping you? This... this is his way of... getting from you what he wanted?" His voice dripping with disgust and venom as he fights the urge to find this man and tear him apart limb from limb.

You nod again, shame filling your face as hot tears begin to roll down my cheeks. "Every day after he returned from work," I explain. "If I made it too difficult... I wasn't allowed dinner."

"You don't have to explain any further," Alastor says softly, his tone full of sympathy. Without hesitation, he wraps his arms around you in a comforting embrace. He could feel your pain, and it tore him apart inside.

You hold him tightly, he can feel you trembling in his embrace. It only makes him hold you tighter, wishing he could take away the pain and fear. He whispers soothing words into your ear, his voice filled with reassurance.

"It's alright, you're safe now." He promises with conviction. Once you seem to calm, he pulls back again. "I must ask, the state I found you in was quite... gruesome... what led to that?"

You look down at your hands. "One day, a doctor came to see me. Richard unchained me and threatened to destroy my radio if I tried anything while he was there..." You begin.

Alastor listens quietly as you continue your story, his rage simmering just beneath the surface. He takes slow measured breaths, trying to control the anger welling up inside him. "Did this doctor... examine you?"

You nod. "He congratulated us..."

"Congratulated...?" Alastor can feel his blood boiling at the thought.

"Yes..." You say in an almost silent voice.

Alastor's eyes widened at your words, his rage reaching new levels. He could hardly contain his anger as he spoke through gritted teeth, "And did he... harm you again?"

"No... once he knew I was pregnant he stopped visiting as often. Two maids who he trusted began attending to me instead... then one day the younger one smuggled me a knife."

Alastor's expression hardens as he listens to your story, his eyes burning with a dark intensity. "And what happened after that?" he asks, his voice low and menacing. "Did you... use the knife?" He pauses, his gaze locked on yours as he awaits your response.

"I waited until he visited again. When he came close I sat up and..." Your breath catches in your throat, "and I began to stab him..." You push out, your voice thick with tears.

A primal satisfaction washes over Alastor as he hears the anguish in your voice, knowing that you had taken matters into your own hands, that you had given him as much hell as he'd given you.

"Well done," he says proudly, a cruel smile twisting his lips as he attempts to create the moment in his mind. "Tell me... did he scream?"

You nod, a thousand yard stare on your face. "He screamed and bled. I kept stabbing until he went silent, and then I searched his pockets for the keys to the chains so I could get to you… so I could escape..."

"Good girl," Alastor praised, his voice filled with an almost paternal pride. "You took your freedom and escaped a monster's grasp... I am impressed. You have suffered greatly, but you have also shown immense strength." He pauses for a moment, studying you intently. "But... how did you become wounded?" he asks. "Did he stab you as well?"

"No. I did it."

Alastor's eyebrows shoot up in surprise at your confession. "You wounded yourself?" he repeats, his voice filled with skepticism. "But... why?" He narrows his eyes, suspicion clouding his features. "Were you trying to make it look like he had attacked you?"

"No... I couldn't let that... thing grow inside me. I had to kill it." He remembers how you hadn't wanted to go to the hospital. How you'd said 'they'll try to save it, I want it dead.'

Alastor's eyes widened in realization as he comprehended what you were saying. You were right. If he'd taken you to a hospital they would surely have attempted to save the child. A slow, impressed smile spreads across his face.

"You... killed it?" he repeats, disbelief tinging his voice. "You... you destroyed the seed of the monster growing inside you."

You look up at him, eyes wide with fear. "I don't know... did I? Is it gone?" You ask.

Alastor stares down at you, his expression unreadable. He reaches out tentatively, as if to touch your stomach where that man had implanted himself, but hesitates.

"Yes," he says, hoping to calm you. "Your aim was true. When I stitched you up I could see the damage. There's no way it could have survived.”

You let your face fall into his chest, the relief making you almost lightheaded. Alastor's arms instinctively wrap around your shoulders, pulling you closer. His fingers gently stroking your hair as he holds you against him, trying to comfort you. A strange feeling, but not an distasteful one.

"He's dead..." You say into his chest. "I killed him and left. I just left him on the floor and walked the twelve blocks to the bar. I didn't know if you'd still want me... but I didn't know where else to go..."

Alastor's heart clenches as he hears the fear and desperation in your voice. He slowly runs his fingers through your hair, trying to soothe you while trying to push back the anger that is slowly rising within him. "Don't think that. I will always want you here.”

"Thank you..." You whisper, on the verge of collapse again.

Alastor gently guided back down onto the bed, kneeling down beside you and holding your quivering hand in his own.

"Shhh...it's all over now," he whispers, brushing back your sweat-soaked hair. "He can't hurt you anymore."

Alastor remains kneeling beside you, his fingers wrapped protectively around your own until he was certain you were asleep. He watches your finally relaxed face as you rest.

*Mine.* He thinks to himself. You are his prey and his alone. He will allow no other predator to touch you, vowing silently to protect you from anyone who ever dares try to hurt you again.

"Sleep safe little doe."

Things got... Bloody. But I don't think our sweet little Alastor will mind. If anything it's a plus! But don't think she's out of the woods just yet, actions have consequences...

Art by: @tae_hee_love on twitter

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Prodigious!

Izzy is the reason all these kids are still alive btw just wanted to make sure we all know that

So Izzy is smart. He brings a laptop and cellphone to summer camp and uses big words. But thankfully he does not fall into the trap of 'smart kids' of western media; overly nerdy, completely socially inept, you get the idea. No, Izzy is more than that. His intelligence has a basis in something besides a trope; namely, computer science and engineering.

(Don't even get me started on Matt being the one to go into engineering when IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN IZZY)

From the moment the kids land in the Digital World, Izzy is curious about it. His crest is knowledge but I really think it should've been curiosity. He gets Tentomon to evolve by hacking his code. He comes up with some aliens conspiracy to explain why they're there and why there's things like phone booths on the beach.

Izzy is the problem solver of the group. In fact, without him, the other kids are just... Kinda lost. Izzy has the answers, and if he doesn't he'll at least know how to find them.

Even though he's younger than the others, being 10 when they're 11, they treat him as an equal. This is opposed to the other kid that's 10, Mimi, who is kind of coddled, and the two youngest, TK and Kari, who are literally the hope and light of the group.

Izzy is basically Tai's second-in-command, deferring to Tai's leadership while Tai takes his input very seriously. However, Izzy isn't much of a leader on his own.

He gets distracted by details. When Mimi finds him in the temple, he's so busy on his laptop that she gets upset and runs off into a maze. I would attribute this to him being younger, and as he gets older he does get better at applying his intelligence to a leadership role.

Most of the kids have an interesting family dynamic and Izzy is no different. It's revealed that he's adopted, that his birth parents died shortly after he was born and his adoptive parents were friends that took him in.

What I like about this reveal is that, of course, Izzy found this out on his own due to his curiosity. He overheard his parents discussing whether or not they should tell him, deciding not to because he's too young.

During the Odaiba raid, when the kids have a moment, Izzy gets to finally have the conversation. They admit that he's adopted and tell him what happened, and he says he already knows. He didn't want to bring it up himself because he thought he could just pretend like things were normal, like before he knew. But obviously it couldn't. This shows the price he pays for his curiosity, that sometimes knowing things isn't all fun times and computer jargon. It isn't helpful for Izzy to pretend to not know, to ignore what he knows. Instead it's better for him to apply what he knows to react appropriately, instead of hiding behind the easier mode of willful ignorance.

This also comes into play, though in a different way, during Izzy's confrontation with Vademon. Izzy gives away his curiosity (under extreme duress but still) and is basically empty of all character after that. He does a weird alphabet yoga meditation and willingly gives up his crest and tag, when earlier in the episode his curiosity was at a boiling point over it.

This causes Tentomon to de-digivolve to the baby stage; the only other partner Digimon to go back to this stage is Patamon. With the loss of his curiosity, Izzy has lost the core of his being and is no longer able to maintain Tentomon's existence.

Of course, he gets it back and everything is fine afterwords. This episode is very interesting when looking at how things work for the kids and their Digimon, why the crests are important, etc. But that's a post for another time.

Izzy is incredibly important to the team. Without him, I highly doubt they would've made it very far at all. He's able to look up Digimon on his laptop, kind of like a Digimon version of a Pokedex, when none of the currently present Digimon can give an explanation about who they're up against. But aside from his usefulness as the Smart Kid, it's noteworthy that he uses his intelligence to be helpful instead of lording it over everyone. And he is still a kid, albeit with an impressive vocabulary, so sometimes his curiosity gets him into trouble.

#izzy izumi #koushiro izumi #digimon #digimon adventure #character analysis

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wildpeachfarm · 24 hours

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Ok anyone else reading this who doesn't know me as well as Moku; all of this is the opinion of someone who's been watching Jacksepticeye and Markiplier since 2012/2013, and is also incredibly loud themselves. We're talking ultra stan, I've been to both of their youtuber liveshows and have signed merch.

Jack lost a little bit of relevancy. It's (mostly) not his fault, as time passes some youtubers fade or quit and while it's sad (thumps fist against chest then raises it to sky, Matpat Game Theory) it's the cycle of life, and the life of youtube is not something that can be kept up forever. Jack is not pulling the same views he used to- and to be fair to him he's not the only one, Mark also sometimes doesn't pull the same views, its the cycle of life. Not all of it is Jack's fault.

HOWEVER.

Jack did also shoot himself in the foot a little bit. He started doing less collabs, something that always helps with combating less relevancy. For comparison, Mark still does collabs all the time (tbf with the same two/three people, bob wade and ethan, but he still does them). Jack also started changing his content a few years back. Instead of just gaming videos, what he's always done, he started adding in react andy content- meme time reddit reactions, tiktok compliations, cringe comps, epic fails, that kind of thing. There's no harm necessarily in reaching out to try new content but it always does come with risk.

He also changed how he posts videos. Idk about yall but 30min to 1hr is my golden zone for videos. 1.5hrs max (or 3hrs max for a vod). He was/is uploading full games as 1 video. 4hrs plus. Saw one even that was 12 hours. Clickbait titles. Or titles that are just "(game name)- full game". For me this was a personal turnoff. I don't have the attention span for content that long.

He also, and this is the potentially upsetting part to people as I know my comments will butt heads with Irish culture and stereotypes, but like, he didn't "get with the times". The way he yells and overreacts in videos is very 2010 youtube era. Yes some of his volume control is due to being Irish, I get that, I also have volume control issues, but sometimes it's reminiscent of like. Jake Paul videos. Ricegum videos. Even with a nostalgia bias it's hard to swallow sometimes and I'll click back off a video.

For comparison, Mark still does (although limited) collabs, and interacts with other youtubers in the community. Mark has stuck to similar/the same content he's been known to make, and although he does branch out (A Heist, In Space, Iron Lung, sponsered videos, or other video game genres) he usually still sticks to what he's known for- horror video games, and has stuck to the same video lengths with only a few variations for reasons that are usually extremely understandable. And this is less of a fair comparison because Mark was never "loud" to begin with, so while he did tone himself down he did not have to tone himself down as much as Jack in theory would.

My speculation is that Jack is taking the "lost a little bit of relevancy" a little bit too hard, a little bit too personal, RSD style (we know for a fact he has ADHD). Whereas Mark (and again I'm trying to make this as fair a comparison as possible, Mark is also ADHD) hasn't taken it personally because he seems to recognize any loss in viewership is not his fault but rather just a fact of times changing and people growing older. While I can't recall if Jack has ever said anything on the same lines, I can recall Mark on multiple occasions saying he could never quit youtube or making videos, because even if he's "only making one single person happy with his videos, that's still one person he's making their day better". Less of a views thing for Mark, and more of how Dream sees videos and content creation- trying to bring joy and happiness to people. Idk if Jack has ever said anything like that, or if he has it's not something I can currently recall so it was likely a once-off, whereas I remember Mark and Dream saying those things because they've both talked about it multiple times.

Essay Andy Echo out.

This is so interesting, thank you Echo 🫶

#ask #I like essay Andy-ing

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vickyvicarious · 2 days

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Quincey being the rejected one who does admit he feels "darkness" from the rejection but being the one who calls for "Art" (showing how close they are) and also saying they need to drag "Jack" along... signing with "always" being his... And Arthur replying "count me in any time". Their friendship has strong foundations from the start!

Quincey is fabulous here.

First, he makes his proposal tailored to his dynamic with Lucy (the initial "hitch up alongside of me"). When he sees she isn't taking him seriously, he clarifies himself. But he's aware of her feelings and recognizes that he's upsetting her because she can't reciprocate. So he stops himself, and gives her an out without making her bring it up first. As a bonus, this also confirms to him that his friend's feelings for her are returned. He takes the news excellently: he's open about his sadness but also very clear that he is not upset with her at all. In fact, he's happy to be her friend no matter what.

Then, he does the same thing with the other two men. He doesn't hide the fact that he's sad. That's only to be expected; of course he is sad that the woman he wants to marry doesn't feel the same. But his feelings being returned isn't the most important thing to him. His top priority is the various people he loves being happy. So he tells Lucy he supports her, he tells Arthur he's happy for him.

He invokes their good times together in the past to Arthur and tells him, 'this will be just like that.' He calls him by a nickname (and Jack too), emphasizes the "always" of their connection. He's making it super clear that even though he's sad now, nothing about their relationship is going to be ruined by this.

And Arthur returns in kind! His own "every time" to match Quincey's "always" - the "count me in" a clear agreement that he wants this friendship very much. He even signs his telegram using the same nickname! As the one who was accepted, I doubt he would have felt comfortable making the first move to reach out right away, so Quincey stepping in to do so was really really awesome.

They are such good friends, and are intentional about maintaining that friendship too.

#dracula daily #quincey morris #arthur holmwood #jack.... also wants the friendship to continue but his coping mechanism is to withdraw so they have to seek him out and invite him #suitor squad #anonymous #replies

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(Disclaimer) This is my opinion in between Season 3 Part 1 and 2, because as of right now, Part 2 has not come out. I am allowed to change my mind just like everyone else, but right now this is how I'm feeling and processing. You can have your opinion. That's okay!

I love this season so far. I love Polin. That is why you see it on my page.

I trust Colin's character.

I understand that Colin doesn't feel intimacy with these other women. Colin is putting on a mask to society. He can only feel that with Penelope. I understand that he gravitates to Penelope.

I understand media literacy-but stop using that as an excuse!

I do not trust the showrunners of Bridgerton Season 3.

They already changed plot points: like the brothels, no Smythe-Smith night, and the lack of Agatha and Penelope’s relationship. They murdered the friendship of Eloise and Penelope.

That is why I'm anxious for episode 7.

I understand that these are complex characters. I understand that Eloise is growing up and needed to have a way to find her way in society. She's never fit in and she needed to see other people's viewpoints. It's understandable that she would be upset that her best friend betrayed her. However, I don't like it. Penelope is also young. She was trying to protect Eloise. I don't like how Eloise is treating Penelope. Like I posted earlier, the two of them are very different.

I know there will be a happy ending for Polin.

The rumors may or may not be true for episode 7. Everything is speculation, but I'm taking it as true so I can brace myself.

Spoilers:

Yes, it will be expected for Colin to be angry at Penelope for Lady Whistledown. Just like the books.

I hope they keep the abuse out of it. That was the worst part of the books that Colin left bruises on Penelope.

I hope they will not even do a fake out of Colin going to a brothel. Cheating does not align with Colin's character. Colin is "my wife" Bridgerton. That is why there is so much frustration with the rumors. I don't think there will be cheating, but I think there will be thoughts or a fake out. Because the writers and showrunners have already shown that they could rewrite the carriage scene, rewrite the amazing writer that Colin is (by having him write smut), and having Colin have relations within the social season.

Don't get me wrong, I loved the carriage scene.

I'm okay with all of the other rumors, it's just these that I'm worried about.

Just give me Part 2 already so I can understand, stop speculating, stop my anxiety, and finally sleep.

I have not had peace since knowing.

I'll leave on a happy note with Eloise and Penelope together again, Colin being a hungry boy, Lady Whistledown resolved, Polin in love, and Colin completely devoted to his wife! 💕🥰

#bridgerton #polin #bridgerton season 3 #bridgerton s3 #bridgerton spoilers #penelope x colin #ambrosia #rumors #bridgerton season 3 spoilers #bridgerton season 3 part 2 spoilers #eloise bridgerton #colin my wife bridgerton #bridgerton season 3 part 2

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@rhysintherain replied to your post “OK. So, obviously that was a pretty upsetting...”:

I'm very curious to see how Rakha reacts to Z'rell. She's like a mirror image - a half-orc with one eye, an in-depth knowledge of magic, and a bloodthirsty streak. Somehow I doubt Rakha will appreciate what she sees.

So, I've been rotating this in my mind for the last fifteen minutes and did some double checking in the character creator and...

Rakha and Z'rell:

are both missing the same eye

have the same facial scar OVER that eye

have roughly the same skin tint

have almost the same heavy dark eye makeup

have basically inverse tattoos

have THE SAME BASE FACE

None of this was intentional on my part at all, but I feel like I've got to be able to make something out of it.

Hear me out. (Wild baseless Durge headcanoning under the cut.)

I have NO idea if there's any basis for this in what we're eventually going to learn about Rakha's background with the Bhaalists, so I'm not committing to anything here and if this is the case Rakha will learn about it much too late for it to impact any actions she takes. But I find myself wondering if there's some possibility that Rakha is one of a pair of Bhaalspawn twins.

Z'rell absolutely has the level of bloodthirst requisite for The Urge, and I don't think there's any canon information about her history pre-Moonrise. Consider the possibility that Z'rell was mindwiped by the same mechanism as Rakha and also kidnapped by the cult of the Absolute. However, instead of being protected by the Emperor, she was fully indoctrinated and rose through the ranks during the time that Rakha has spent running around the wilderness.

Rakha's missing eye is, of course, due to Ethel, not to whatever injury gave her the scar there. But in this scenario, Z'rell's matching scar suggests some sort of ritual injury. Perhaps Z'rell lost her eye to that ritual and now, years later, Rakha unconsciously selected the loss of her right eye to Ethel in a reflection of a sister she doesn't remember.

Again, I don't know if canon allows for this at all (not that canon is permabinding in my story regardless XD), and I doubt that it would have any significant impact on Rakha's decisions one way or the other.

But I am finding the possibility fascinating. :P Especially given that Z'rell is going to end up super dead at Rakha's hands.

#rhysintherain #rakha the dark urge #bjk plays bg3 durge

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kakusu-shipping · 1 year

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Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?

Who’s better at comforting the other?

For any ship or selfship that you would like! :) <3

Well when left to my own devices today I'm just gonna do Mariocest because the movie has infected my brain. Thankyou very much for asking.

4. Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?

They were each other's first everything. They've always been together. I can't imagine either of them ever had another relationship. Maybe a handful of crushes, they both probably got asked out once or twice, but they're so much more important to each other than anyone else could ever be. They're each other's everything.

8. Who’s better at comforting the other?

I could see this going either way, because they know each other so well. Mario has more experience comforting Luigi, and Luigi has a better range of emotion than Mario. Does that make sense?

I'm gonna say Luigi's better at comforting Mario. Mario faces the problem head on, where as Luigi knows how to take a moment to be upset, let that feeling out, and calm back down first.

#Mariocest #Thankyou for asking #shipcest #I apologize I'm going to be talking about this for a hundred years it seems #I just. I love them.#They are eachother's everything #I really am soft for a Twincest ship that's just. I don't know where I end and you begin we have ALWAYS been together #I love them I love them I love them SO much #They are a PAIR. Do NOT separate!#Not to say Mario doesn't feel a wide range of emotions btw I mean like #When your an emotional guy (coward) you end up knowing your own emotions and other's emotions a lot more #Out of necessity #Maybe I'm projecting #Anyway Mario's first step to Comfort is put himself between Luigi and the problem #He wants to take whatever it is head on as physically as he can #He's also a lot quicker to get mad FOR Luigi in situations rather than like. Empathize and feel Luigi's emotions #Meanwhile Luigi seems Mario frustrated or upset by something and thinks #'What would make me feel better in this moment?' And the usual answer is a hot plate of pasta and someone to listen #And yeah that works for Mario too #He's a verbal person Mario he says his thoughts and issues out loud and it encourages him to get back up #Take the issue on head on like he likes to #That's what I was trying to say but I didn't want to talk for nine years in the actual post #Thankyou again for asking very blessed with my Mariocest obsession being fed

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floralovebot · 1 year

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It's insane to me that this entire "debate" (if it can even be called that) is literally just

trans people, jewish people, black people literally everyone who has been hurt by bigotry: hey please don't spend $70 on a game about pro-slavery and fascism when a lot of that money will go to its creator who is publically bigoted and uses her massive amounts of wealth to fund the eradication of marginalized groups

and the response to that was: fuck you why can't you just let people enjoy things, harry potter personally saved my life

like. it's extremely telling that so many people value their own entertainment and nostalgia over the lives of others. jkr is such a horrible, despicable person and literally all people are saying is that yeah you shouldn't be giving a modern day nazi that much money when they constantly bring people to the alt right and donate that money to every anti-human rights organization you could think of.

and no i don't think sending people death threats is okay but at the same time, you don't get to act surprised, defensive, or victimized when people call you out for giving money to a fucking nazi.

#its so upsetting seeing all of this #people have put in so much work and energy trying to educate people about her #but it feels like we take fifty steps backwards whenever a new hp thing comes out #is it really that hard to NOT spend money on the fucking nazi game???#no!! it isn't!! no one is forcing you to give her money!!#people are literally detailing exactly why its bad to buy this game and every response is literally just fuck you let me do whatever i want #she literally donates to orgs that actively spread hatred and bigotry and resort to people killing themselves...#and youre surprised when trans and jewish people say they dont trust you?#when you care about yourself and your enjoyment of a piece of media over their lives?#you don't get to act surprised when people call you transphobic or antisemitic when you willingly give a transphobic nazi money #just cause you want to play the silly wizard game #and yeah sorry if it 'hurts' but no you can't be an ally while also buying this game #thats not how that fucking works #not to mention it literally fucking Astounds me when i see poc and queer people support this game..#she doesn't like you!! she wishes you were dead too!!#hogwarts legacy #like i genuinely dont care if you like hp but knowingly funding her hatred is not okay and i don't understand why people think it is

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zoradementio · 1 year

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Someone: *Digs up shit from about half a decade ago that some semi-popular internet personality had said as proof that they are some flavor of bigot*

People who take longer than one second to form an opinion: “Hold on, that’s a little unfair. Is there proof that this is something they’ve done continuously/is a belief they actually hold? And why should we just trust the word of this random person?”

Some headass on Twitter: “UM, ACTUALLY the person who posted this is literally a queer teenager! You’re a homophobe who is harassing a minor and you also are the same type of bigot as this internet personality AND you condone the jackasses who are actively sending death threats to this ~Queer Teen~! ...Anyway, I’m still gonna consume this person’s content that I just called a bigot, but as I am a good internet citizen I’m gonna advertise that I don’t condone this creator’s actions <3″

#bonus points if the person who makes the original callout post actively admits to WAY worse shit #or hides behind defenses like this wasn't supposed to be a callout post or I'm literally neurodivergent and a minor #yes this is mostly about the pizza tower drama but I've also hard about the sr pelo thing and it's equally as stupid #people online really like to act like at age 20 you stop developing as a person #and god forbid if you don't act like you're on a public execution platform begging for your life when this happens #like call me lenient but if you literally have only said some controversial things from like 3+ years ago with nothing within the year #then I think statute of limitations applies here #real talk I saw a vague post on Twitter that made me so upset I had to scream this into the void #and i hate that I am doing this becasue I don't like to think the worst in people like this we've got enough of it already #it's just that so much online discourse is this us vs them mentality that doesn't take into account how #the vast majority of people have nuanced views on every subject or may not even have all the facts on the topic

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