lonely lonely people

tesinktober2022 - Loneliness Weapon

Master Neloth means well, at least.. ^^’

Seeing a street interview where these dads are asked basic facts about their kids like what their eye colors are or when their birthdays are and them not knowing the answer is flabbergasting to me. Like, I know we can't go off of a single video full of fucked up fathers to make a hasty generalization about the majority of them, but I'm finding myself feeling incredibly grateful for my own father because I know this isn't exactly uncommon.

These are the most basic things to know about your child, and it's so strange to me that these dads who supposedly love their kids don't know them? And the way you hear some of these men talking today, I know my dad would be considered an anomaly to them because my parents never split up the tasks based on their gender. Yes, my mom did most of the cleaning, but she also took care of the bills. My dad did most of the cooking and most of the driving--he was the one who dropped us off and picked us up at school. And this was always the norm to me because it was all I knew.

See, this is probably one of the reasons my standards of men are high from their point of view. I witnessed my dad pick up a lot of tasks they just kind of assume women will do for them, so I *know* what men are capable of. But these dudes would rather cross their arms and pucker their lips like toddlers and complain about being lonely than grow and learn from what women are telling them.

TERFS don't touch. Everyone hates you.

(AU, as is most the ttcc art I post)

Into the wilderness once again; the meaning of the word 'defunct' unearthed

Robotic gore under cut

“With this you are mine now. Let’s eat together, sleep together, and have a lovely life.”

(Desc in alt)

One of my favorite tropes if I'm looking for light angst is love that seems unrequited but isn't, but the first person is beating themselves up so much over it that they never even consider that the second person may return their feelings. Another trope I like very much is internalized homophobia.

So I like to imagine Will developing feelings for all four of her fellow guardians, maybe as a natural extention of their magical bond, maybe just because it happened, maybe because of both, but it was the early 2000's, she's a young teenage girl, and if accepting your attraction to the same gender as a kid isn't hard enough, then accepting you're in love with all four of your friends (who are also your fellow magic girls) is just too much for her, and it causes her a lot of stress. She's in denial, she's confused, she's scared, she wants their love and comfort but doesn't dare hug them anymore, she's fiercely overprotective but will sometimes act suddely distant, she's gentle and sweet one moment and pulling away her hand from yours the next. She thinks she's a weirdo. She thinks there's something wrong with her.

And just to spice things up, let's say Nerissa figures it out. Let's say she's taunting her, threatening to hurt her friends, and seeing Will's distress, anger, fear and naturally protective reaction, she sees a little bit of herself in her, sees her love for Cassidy in Will's love for her fellow guardians - and she'a delighted to have found Will's most basic insecurity and weakest spot. The first thing she tells her is that she understands, of course, that she loved a fellow guardian, too: the one she killed. She says nothing more for now. She doesn't have to. Will's mind is already taking her to the worst places, all on its own.

What is holding you back?

the inability to see the good in yourself, therefore relying on others to provide it for you.

your heart is so full for the people you love. it's sweet, but you've now forgotten how to care for yourself. you only seem to see great things in the people around you. they're wonderful, and you... you don't like what you're seeing in yourself, right? you need to be reminded that you're enough. that you're talented. that you're worthy. that's partly the reason why you reach out so much. you need to hear it from the lips of someone "better" than you. but afterwards, it makes you feel even more guilty and upset. you feel like your actions are self absorbed. you're aiming for perfection because you see it in others. you're failing to see the flaws in everyone else. i promise, you're no monster. i could say this again and again, but will you believe me when i say you need to find it out for yourself?

Tagged: Stole it!

Tagging: @ofpowr @theircurse @boundcd @cursedlane @longerhuman @giftandguile @f4ilure @mckiingbiird

Closed starter for @mcrcki (Sella X Sion)

Sion knew the truth now, everything. He remembered being told about Sella being killed, breaking down before getting ready to go find Sheev or Sabina before the door to his apartment was opened by someone violently killed him. He felt every stab and remembered lying on the floor of his apartment, choking on his own blood and slowly dying, completely alone. It was the loneliness he felt at that moment that overwhelmed him and the feeling of failure to protect anyone in his family. Feeling completely helpless. He knew she didn't remember but he also remembered their fake family, dad, Rikki and Sella. Glad that they had remained siblings despite no memories. But seeing her it was like seeing her through fresh eyes and he just ran to hug her. Wrapping his arms around her and holding her in a tight hug.

could you imaaaaagine if they stuck with this idea & actually went the distance with the pathos they bothered to reinforce his character with in the first place instead of dialing back to Rich Guy Who Cheats woohoohoohehehehe 😃🔫

𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 . . . ?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎. you die saving the world, as you were always supposed to. peace comes only with your blood. the world will remember you for centuries. they will write poems, create art, and film movies all about you. no one will remember what you were before your death. maybe you don't even know it either. you have spent so long saving the world time after time that there is nothing left of you except the heroism. you die never knowing love.

tagged by: @sasouken ( thank you! ^^ ) tagging: @thelonelynoones ( nami ) , @thuganomxcs , @greenskirt , @staggerbackwards ( toge ) , @assholevoice , @lausticzt , @mangher ( yuuji ) , & you!

Ragnaros: by fire be purged!!!

Me: omg stop you’re making me blush uwu

In the Garden of Gethsemane

an E-rated Batman Unburied (2022) one-shot

Relationship(s): Hugo Strange & Pamela Isley; Hugo Strange/Pamela Isley; Cornelius Stirk & Pamela Isley; Cornelius Stirk/Pamela Isley

Tags: Light D/s; Dominant Pamela Isley; Submissive Cornelius Stirk; Voyeur Hugo Strange; Voyeurism; Exhibitionism;

“If I didn't know any better, I'd say our virtual exhibition has had some real-life effects.” Finally, she uncrossed her legs and let his eyes linger and his lashes lick her as he blinked in blissful bewilderment. “But I do know better. I know you're not the type of man to get easily excited.”

Of course, he wasn't. Professor Hugo Strange was a man of reason. And Cornelius Stirk was a man of instinct.

{READ ON AO3}

also this one reviewer was like "i don't like the portrayal of seymour (the 17 year old eco-terrorist) in how he represents neurodivergent ppl." god forbid autistic ppl do anything

as a fellow painfully slow writer, i'd just like to say—i feel you; i understand you, and you are not alone atop the Word Glacier. stay strong, and if it comes down to it, don't be afraid to rant to the wallpaper! it can't exactly talk back, but i've found getting spoilers into even just the open air can help soothe the ache—either way, i wish you an untroubled pen.

(referring to this post)

Aww, thanks anon! And all the very best with your project as well 💜

I suppose this is the double-edged sword of the planner-writing style.

On one hand, having the story already planned out in depth is great! The path is already there so I don't have to stress about pantsing myself into a plot-hole I can't get out of. I can look ahead and remind myself of future things I love (and know that I've already done some of the prep-work for them when the time comes). I can move up and down the timeline to work on future scenes if I'm not feeling the immediate upcoming chapter (I've been playing around with some Conner stuff recently). And sometimes I can take a break from the storytelling altogether to play with thought-exercises and meta-analyses (hence those posts about The Light and Martian Prejudice). NGL I would love for Deathly Weapons to get a TVTropes page once it's a little further along, so I can see what other people are making of the meta-side. It's fun to be able to plant foreshadowing when I know what it's pointing to - both a little secret for me to enjoy now, and a treat for other people to find later.

But on the other... they say "write for yourself", and in some ways for me this story has already been written. I'm still relishing the details and having fun tinkering around adding new flourishes, little elaborations and rediscovering things in my upcoming notes, but most of those big emotions and moments of discovery are experiences I've already had in planning. It's not in prose, but most of the substance is already there for me - if someone asked me to make a Deathly Weapons wiki, I could probably do that and do it faster than actually putting chapters out. You can probably tell that I usually engage with fandom via meta and reading more than writing. I’m proud of what I've made and I want to get it written up and posted, but the experience of discovering what that story is is definitely something I'm creating to share with others.   DW started out as the fanfic I wanted to find but couldn't, and as the one writing it I can never experience what that blind-read would have been like - it's why I love it when commenters/ reviewers stop by and give me a glimpse of their experiences with it.

(Also, let it not go unsaid: I massively overcommitted with this one. Deathly Weapons has 11 planned missions alongside intervening character chapters. I think YJS1 captured lightning in a bottle and I wanted to reflect some of that in Arc II, but amidst the throes of creativity I kind of jumped in feet-first and ended up setting myself the task of solo-writing a half-season as my first major fanfic project. Whoops.)

Besides that, I think fandom is a very community experience. I got into writing fic through reading it and finding fanart (which I think is the same for a lot of people). I don't really like the word "engagement" these days because of how overused and corporatized it's become but there is something to be said for reciprocity - being part of that shared community and creative energy. It's kind of like mutual gift-giving but the main gift is time.

Being a slow creator is kind of hard in that space because fandom is so ephemeral. There are some series which have unusual staying power (A:TLA and B:TAS are considered classics for good reason and Danny Phantom is infamous as the fandom-which-does-not-die) but most of them will ebb and flow, and age out and sometimes haemorrhage when canon backflips off a cliff over every shark in existence and fanworks are kind of at the whims of that. It's the price we pay for piggybacking off someone else's work and audience. I thought I was safe, I thought I had picked two series which were finished or at least over but nooooo...

It's one of the reasons I'm incredibly grateful to have found some discord friends who were willing to let me share major DW spoilers with them, as well as to @cryxdraws and @doodly-doop for making and sharing their lovely DW art pieces. Not only was it really generous for them to give me their time like that, it's been amazing to know that there are people out there for who this little hobby project means something, and who also think it's worth seeing through to the end.

So, until then...

Nix's head tilted to the side, studying them as continued weaving his knife and twirling it through the spaces between his fingers. "They were like this when I got here." It was true; didn't quite explain away why he was oh so casually sat by the corpse. Nor did he sound all that bothered by what he said. Casual, flat toned as stretched his legs out an bit.