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skimmed LN vol 3 out of curiosity (no massive translation post just yet because i'd like to go back to it when i'm fresher-minded) but i do have some fun bullet points from the whole thing overall. for anybody who doesn't know the plot summary, the gist of the novel is dark and daisuke's next target is a pair of glass shoes, like cinderella's, only a cute lil girl (maho? more sugisaki-esque wordplay probably cause there's a lot of 'magic(mahou) isn't real you idiots/magic is very real you idiots' in this book) and her older brother named sagami who looks veeery similar to dark shows up and stuff starts happening.
dark trying to find a place to land so he can turn back into daisuke includes him, at one point, landing near a senior citizen area only for all of said senior citizens to turn out to be retired/ex-police officers that chase him waving around their walking sticks ready to beat and whack his ass
dark feeling a sharp, intense pain in his heart when daisuke worriedly suggests that hiwatari's methods are becoming more and more unlike himself and desperate. BUT even though he notices it, daisuke doesn't push on dark's reaction and dark too entirely ignores everything that just happened by changing the topic too to looking forward to seeing how cute riku is on the date they're supposed to head to. fucker
daisuke gives riku his shoes to wear and goes barefoot when her feet start hurting because she’s not used to wearing anything but sneakers!! riku gives in and puts them on from him because she knows he’d insist until she did.
dark tries to have a serious conversation with daisuke at one point but daisuke's only responding/talking and saying 'yeah' in his sleep until dark realizes it and YELLS AT HIM (MORONS (AFFECTIONATE))
or this part: [ 'i could carry riku myself.' sure, he might be smaller than the average boy his age but if it was for riku... 'if i were as tall and strong as dark and sagami, i'd be...' ] <- cut to dark 'maliciously laughing' and saying 'then you should've just transformed into me!' to which daisuke obviously calls a ridiculous suggestion
or this part. ['dark... i just don't want riku to feel bad because of me.' "---i'm the same way." daisuke was startled by the unexpectedly quiet voice. that's right, dark loves riku just like himself, but she hates him. i feel sorry for him, but it's weird for me to comfort him... as daisuke pondered this, dark continued. "---i want all girls to be happy." 'people hate me because of that kind of attitude!' feeling like he could see dark grinning instead of himself reflected in the glass, daisuke closed the curtains. (fucker x2)
‘you wouldn’t understand, because you’re not like other people.’ ‘naaaaturally.’ <- dark (fucker x3)
riku still has the camping picture she bought of herself and daisuke from the 2nd LN 😭!! the whole scene with her breaking the ice after daisuke's been trapped and transformed within it into dark's appearance, daisuke only regards as riku being 'desperate' and trying to save him from the 'nightmare' too. he hasn't actually brought himself to confess anything yet and still wavers in his insecurities over not being strong enough for riku and blames dark's existence for a lot of his unhappiness too in a harsh single line again, a la '[...] if dark weren't here, everything in the world would have been right'/all these problems could have been avoided
sagami 😭
sagami 😂
SAGAMI 😂😂😂
daisuke actually turns into dark at one point at school and promptly hides in a bathroom while casually being mistaken for sagami by saehara, sekimoto and risa. then when he jumps out a window and flies off they're all 'THAT WAS DARK?!?!?!'
sagami's sister is soooooo cute. she's around elementary school age and mistakes dark for a wizard (angels have gold hair and white wings, but you wear black clothes so you're a wizard!) AND dark also politely drops on a knee and treats her like a princess with complete sincerity and tenderness the whole entire time once they actually meet. the glass shoes light up different depending on whoever touches it (blue for a truth, red for a lie,) and when dark makes a straightforward promise to her about sagami's successful future the shoes light up a strong blue in response to him. ohhh i love dark so much scumbag KING
she also gives dark a surprise kiss on the cheek that 'feels like two cherry blossom petals' and fr he deserved that. all is right in the world
the next morning. 'my sister said she wanted to grow up to marry dark so now i'm getting a haircut.' SAGAMI!!!!! 😂😂😂
'i'll do my best to make sure that kaitou dark doesn't steal my work!' <- said playful statement IMMEDIATELY causing daisuke to stand up and respond without thinking 'in that case, i'll definitely go steal it.' IN FRONT OF HIS WHOLE CLASS!!
hiwatari very nearly did strangle dark and daisuke to an asphyxiated blackout if not flat out, outright, straight up death. that is a thing that happens. it does. and that was after psychic blasting wiz and dark with magic music to intense, excruciating pain already too. my god man. afterwards daisuke happily tells hiwatari good morning at school and hiwatari's described as surprised and hesitant at daisuke's greeting because yeah no kidding. fuckin. dai vc apparently: it's okay we're best friends so you try to kill me all the time!
honestly i think the second/snow queen LN is still probably my favorite holistically followed by the very first LN but this one really wasn't too bad either. the overall message is a pretty easy to digest 'just be yourself and don't run away from the potential of your future!' whether it's by trying to copy others while lacking legitimate self confidence or denying yourself/giving up by saying everything's hopeless and it's too late, and sagami isn't a bad character either for being quite literally a knockoff art-teacher dark with like, a real human life and siscon accusations. he's good burnt out college kid rep i like him, plus he actually got daisuke pissed enough to be described as looking/acting almost like dark (possessive-protective) for a page, which, nice. dark even gives sagami a whole entire little tough-love motivational spiel and simultaneously tells him to be proud of being capable of making 'good copies' and sagami grumbles about it all later too going like 'why should anybody even listen to that guy when he's a thief!!!' which like, okay, ungrateful, but funny.
in any case i'd very much like to implement the events of this LN too into my portrayal in whatever regards i can or feel like, so that's proooobably what i'll do!
#*･ﾟ⊰ 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒. ⊱ ✦ › OUT.#fav#reference.#none of this is in proper order btw#nobody hound me for it#i'll do a full post with translated bits n pieces later once i'm more up for it#also the part where daisuke stands up against sagami's cynicism was so nice if only bc of the line that#'if magic wasn't real then dark and i wouldn't exist' thats my boi....
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I did a home visit with a client who had 3 pit bulls locked in the backyard and after I told her her kids had to go to relatives (meth labs in the house are a big no no) she literally opened her back gate to let her dogs out, but I was so focused on my phone calls arranging relative placements and writing up a safety plan that when I saw the dogs coming at me I just went, “hey babies! hey babies! are you good babies? you’re good babies! you’re all very good babies!’ and they all stopped at my feet and let me pet them so I continued doing my work not even realizing she fucking let them out on purpose I guess in the hopes they would maul me to death or whatever, the cops told me what she did after I was packing up to leave 😂 I was like ‘she did WHAT?!?!?’ I was so shocked lmao like wtf???
#thumbs down 👎 to this client in particular#she really risked her dogs’ lives like they were nothing#if I didn’t like dogs#and had run away leading those dogs to chase me#they would’ve been shot and killed by the cops#but also those cops didn’t warn me or try to stop the dogs either so 👀#nobody had my back there except me myself and my unawareness of my surroundings#this is the 2nd time in 2 weeks someone’s released the hounds on me 😂😂
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whooo wants more screenshots of stone butch blues
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#the people have been hounding me for more#(nobody has asked for any)#(though one person said reading it in class helped them- you must be in a pretty cool class to be assigned this)
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there’s something melancholic about how much time caster cu just spent waiting. odin approached him in fuyuki like “shit’s fucked I know I don’t really go here but I need your help specifically” and he became a caster and then he waited in the burning ruins for however long it took for chaldea to arrive so he could help them on their way. after that he went to the british lostbelt, long before lostbelts were even on the menu, and waited in the ruined snowed-over belltower of orkney for however long it took for chaldea to arrive. years of just preparing and waiting when normally he was always the one who stepped in and handled it. first obtaining knowledge of the disaster odin foresaw and then of the previous life odin lived as tonelico’s ally, becoming something that has strayed just far enough from being cu chulainn that he prefers to go by grimm the wise instead now and only uses the name cu chulainn to identify himself to chaldea as the same person who helped them before.
cu chulainn is only ever himself but that self was not meant for a life of patiently waiting, he’s still himself but also a self that he never became, an old man who died before he grew old patiently waiting in a land that lived for 14000 years after it died. this too a passing fantasy anchored by a promise made to a fellow teenager knee deep in corpses with the world on their shoulders. i like that in fuyuki it was cu chulainn who was chaldea’s first ally because once long ago when he was their age he also awoke to find his peers dead and himself the only one left who could do something and that in avalon le fae he is grimm instead because the lost children have become battle hardened heroes and there is no need for cu chulainn to take to the field. like the nameless warrior who did not come with when he avenged the boy troops. i like that caster cu chulainn wishes he were his heroic lancer self but grimm is fine with how he is now, not someone his younger self wanted to be but still someone he can be proud to be.
#anyway i love cuchulainn#hound of the irish#fuckign. chewing on him. why did nobody tell me he was old you're all useless.#some of it feels like trying to tie up loose ends from back when they hadn't planned this far yet but the result makes me feel such a way#metapost
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That’s it! *Fallouts your Final Fantasy*
#in the realms of crossovers nobody asked for…#been watching the fallout show#the idea of ghoul!Vincent struck me#and before I knew it I had lore for all of the blorbos#cloud and Tifa are from the same vault. of course.#Cloud gets super mutant strength from the experiments in the vault#Tifa gets trauma (sorry Tifa I love you)#Vincent is a ghoul. obvi#Aerith is a second gen synth#one of the last of her kind. more people than most people#Barret was not in the BOS. the armour was dyne’s#Cid WAS in the BOS but quit after he got injured and they wouldn’t let him fly the vertibird no more#Cait Sith is technically just a cat#Nanaki’s got that mutated hound groove going#yuffie’s build is hacking and stealth-bois for days#they hunt for the legendary super mutant sephiroth#Hojo is a brain in a jar mega computer#do you see the vision?#ff7#ff7 crossover#ff7 fanart#fallout
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cant wait to be an adult so that i can finally start being treated like a human being instead of a teenager
#ray's tag#i have to remind myself every so often that yeah shit sucks right now however there is an extremely high chance that it will get better#later.#ofc the 'being treated like a human being' isnt 100% guaranteed depending on situation but generally speaking it gets easier after this#when i get my own space i will finally be able to bake brownies at 10pm with nobody there to tell me that it's too late#and i will be the only one responsible for doing the dishes. but i think it'll be easier when im not being hounded to do it#heres the thing i dont MIND doing 90% of chores and can be actually trusted to do them by myself most of the time!#i just hate how my mom acts when she asks me to do things
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I went to my friendly local gaming (and comics) store today (somehow for the first time even tho they've been at this location for years) and guys they had SO many indie TTRPGS and zines (in variety if not in volume of stock per game). and when I checked out, the person at the counter was like. "yeah if you like indie RPGs come back in like two weeks cause we actually don't have that many in stock right now compared to usual" which made my heart go !!!!!!! and THEN the clerk got out some hollow metal dice from under the counter, which sound like MAGICAL FAIRY NOISES when you roll them together.
anyway I picked up Epitaph and Dwelling which are both about death and life but Epitaph does it so cozily while Dwelling does it so spookily and I love them both and can't wait to play some fucking games!!!
#monica rambles#also i went with my friend who got her first set of rpg dice! they were blue and purple and sparkly 10/10#they had blades in the dark which i was SO 👀 at but im too broke rn to drop hardback rpg money#there was also golden sky stories and ryuutama and Bluebeard's bride and pasion de las pasiones and wanderhome#and a bunch of other ones that i dont remember now but definitely a few i recognize from f@tt playing them over the years#like the boxed set that has HOUNDs in it and one other one that they've done#ohhh there was one called signal to noise that i lowkey wanna play but i didnt pick it up today#all the clientele seemed like the coolest kind of weirdos that i wanted to befriend immediately#they also have open gaming tables sometimes??? like holy shit im gonna go here so much now and nobody can stop me
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Desperately wish to leave home I wanna be GONE
#I bet they’re gonna start taking shit from me. cuz since I didn’t pay for my electronics they aren’t really MINE.#and then I’m gonna be completely alone and then what?#I just wanna run away and exist somewhere else for a while where nobody’s breathing down my neck hounding me for stuff that I can’t do#<- because of how bad my depression is#but at the same time what’s the point of ME if I can’t do anything? why am I around at all if I can’t contribute to anything?#agh
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#this is 4 mutuals basically hence in tags but like#ik i am poking the hornets nest re 'bi lesbian' but honestly like#i say that#i'm attached to both words and the y both describe me accurately but each in different ways#and i don't know how anybody could be a system and have one singular uncomplicated queer identity#like i am more than 1 person they don't all line up / match#i have never met a multiplicity wherein everyone matches / agrees on an identity#i'm not trying to presume on the identity of maia arson crimew#i don't know it in any capacity beyond being aware of the leak#but the discourse being stirred up is absolutely batshit & like i have no idea how to navigate it#nobody has ever given me grief irl bc if we're talking about it then we're having the whole conversation and if we aren't i say 'queer' or#'lesbian' or more rarely 'bi' and just move on#but online i feel fucking hounded#fundamentally i don't understand why using both is threatening beyond terf reasons#like u can't tell me as a nonbinary person that any arrangement thereof necessarily makes more sense than another for me#lesbian localizes me too firmly as a woman#nonbinary lesbian is good and accurately describes the relationships i'm in and choose to have but doesn't cover the breadth of like#my attraction b/c i am also attracted to nonbinary ppl who aren't comfortable being localized as a woman by a term like lesbian#and it's not like i don't find men attractive i've just never been able to sustain a healthy relationship with a man b/c of the way i have#to navigate by virtue of being me and having The Genders#they taught me queerness in the first place and it's home to me#and irl they've never turned me out for having an unparsable gender that's not actually uncommon at all#& i can't separate that shit out from my disability anyway what's that quote i dont' have a gender i have a wheelchair#and it's like. i have such sympathy and respect and solidarity for just deciding to do the thing nobody likes bc it's teh best one for u#once we accept that gender as a concept is fundamentally broken maybe we can like forgive each other for picking up the pieces#in a way that makes it survivable for each of us#i am thinking specifically of a good friend of mine who does not use the word queer but who has never made me feel like#i'm unwelcome or bad for being queer myself. we stand in community and we respect each other#i personally feel that way about it/its pronouns but i also understand that the discomfort ihold in using those pronouns for folks is 1)#entirely my issue to deal with and 2) part of the fucking point actually
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#shit chat#medical cw#meatsuit renno#finally worked up the guts to message the surgeon who did my hysterectomy like#hey i know it's normal to experience pain and stiffness for a while after this surgery like at least a couple months#but uuh. it's been 8 months and i still wake up feeling like shit most days?#pretty sure regular shooting pains where my right ovary used to be aren't normal almost a year after surgery?#like i could be wrong but i feel like i probably shouldn't need 1200mg of painkillers a day to manage constant throbbing abdominal aches#after i've hit the 'maximum recovery window' for this surgery uuh [checks calendar] ...nearly three times?#at least the fatigue has finally started to go away. i feel my vitality returning slowly but steadily#but i'm still not back to my pre-op activity or mobility levels cause OOF OUCH MY ABSOLUTE PELVIS#and i've been noticing an abnormal amount of abdominal bloating that doesn't seem to correlate with indigestion or other factors#and isn't fat from weight gain like i initially thought it was#idk maybe i'm paranoid but i read an article a while ago abt someone who had a 15lb cyst in that nobody noticed for over a year#bc they were AFAB & our pain is chronically underreported and not taken seriously when it is#like did y'all leave some forceps in my gut and now i'm growing a mass around it?? wtf????#idk if i hope it's nothing so i don't have to deal with more medical bullshit or if i hope it's something to legitimize my experience#godddd it would be so satisfying if i got to tell my boss's boss who's been hounding me relentlessly about proformance and Managing Burnout#HEY JACKASS TURNS OUT I'M A VICTIM OF BOTCHED SURGERY AND YOU'RE A DICK FOR NOT GIVING ME ACCOMMODATIONS
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tag revamp pt. 1.
#*♕ ‣ nobody can stop me — ( dash com. )#*♕ ‣ my whole being calls for an act of violence; but i still use velvet gloves — ( games. )#*♕ ‣ higher than the stars; I will set my throne — ( open. )#*♕ ‣ you can never be overdressed or overeducated — ( drabble. )#*♕ ‣ headfirst into a political abyss — ( icon chat. )#*♕ ‣ a boy with a very childlike rage & a very childlike loneliness — ( anon. )#*♕ ‣ heavy is the head that wears the crown — ( answered. )#*♕ ‣ a haunted house with a picket fence — ( childhood. )#*♕ ‣ my words shoot to kill when I’m mad — ( hc. )#*♕ ‣ still painting flowers for you — ( promo. )#*♕ ‣ I am no one if I am not self destructing — ( self promo. )#*♕ ‣ bitter; seventeen; searching for the exit — ( audio. )#*♕ ‣ everything I’ve let go of has claw marks in it — ( ooc. )#*♕ ‣ the wasted years; the wasted youth; pretty lies & ugly truth — ( likes. )#*♕ ‣ the weight of something — ( thoughts. )#*♕ ‣ satan in high heels — ( crack. )#*♕ ‣ a labyrinth of hollows & hounds — ( ob. )
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Obito trains Sasuke au
I can’t remember why I made this, just that I have a drawing of Madara hugging Obito and Sasuke. I laughed myself silly calling it the most messed up family dynamic I’ve created.
-Zetsu is spying on the Uchiha and senses the fact that Sasuke is Indra’s reincarnation/has his transmigrant chakra.
-Zetsu sends Obito to investigate. Someone who may eventually be capable of manifesting the Rinnegan would be a good pawn to keep an eye on. Obito watches Sasuke learn the fireball jutsu at five and decides that he’d make a great fit for the Gedo Mazo. Or some other plot of his. Idk the Gedo Mazo is kind of… weird.
-Obito passes himself off as “Tobi”, an Uchiha with an orange facemask who meets Sasuke at a training field and offers to help with his training, as Fugaku and Itachi are too busy. Sasuke is smart, but he’s also five. “Tobi” is an Uchiha in Konoha, so Sasuke never even considers he could be dangerous.
-Itachi is off on an ANBU mission, and continually rejects training offers from Sasuke. Which means it takes him a while to find out, and by then it’s too late. “Tobi” isn’t shown to be malicious, Sasuke is already attached, and Fugaku has allowed it.
-Fugaku wasn’t happy but his duties as clan head and training Itachi as a shinobi/clan heir takes up too much of his time to properly train Sasuke as well. Sasuke may not be the clan heir but it would be shameful for him to be left untrained, so they let “Tobi” do it. Fugaku doesn’t turn “Tobi” in as an Uchiha in Konoha when he shouldn’t be because Fugaku really doesn’t like the Third Hokage at the moment.
-Another reason Fugaku doesn’t rat out “Tobi” is because Fugaku knows about the discrimination the Uchiha face and doesn’t want to force “Tobi” into living in the Uchiha compound. Also because he’s a teenager (Obito is 19 when Sasuke is 5) who appears to have been the victim of kekkei-genkai theft. Poor Fugaku is just too sympathetic.
-The massacre still happens, Obito just makes sure his Madara persona can’t be traced back to “Tobi”. “Tobi” isn’t in Konoha the night of the massacre, and Itachi doesn’t intend to kill him because he was an outsider who had no knowledge of the coup.
-”Tobi” often visits the Uchiha Compound, basically living there with Sasuke. The Third Hokage looks the other way/doesn’t look too deep into it because he feels bad about being involved in the death of Sasuke’s family. Danzo has been very pointedly told to stay away from Sasuke and everything involving him by both Itachi and the Third Hokage.
-Teleportation powers are incredibly helpful to Obito as he continues to run the Akatsuki/be shadow Mizukage. Also in evading Konoha security.
After Sasuke graduates from the academy but before he becomes a genin “Tobi” tells him the truth about the massacre and provides proof. Or at least tells him why Itachi did what he did. “Tobi” says that he told Sasuke now and not earlier because with a sensei and teammates Sasuke actually has a very slim chance at killing Itachi.
-Also “Tobi” purportedly doesn’t want Sasuke bound to a village that ordered the death of his people. He didn’t tell him before because he didn’t want Sasuke to slip up and end up murdered by Danzo. Or do something else equally unwise because he’s a child.
-Sasuke leaves some very pointed papers detailing why he was leaving and his headband pinned to his door with a kunai. Then he joins the Akatsuki. Kakashi fails his team because Sasuke didn’t show up. The Sandaime and Kakashi go to Sasuke’s house together, and find the papers. Kakashi discovers the truth of the massacre, and is assigned as ANBU agent Hound to go find him.
-Naruto and Sakura are given Sai as a teammate and assigned to Yamato. Sasuke overcomes his trauma towards Itachi slowly instead of the 180 he did in canon. He’s also relatively more mentally stable as he didn’t have to deal with Itachi’s retraumatization via Tsukuyomi, had support growing up, and didn’t just kill his final family member. Being a relatively innocent/good 12-yr-old also means he doesn’t jump immediately to destroying the Leaf Village.
-When “Tobi” shows up to join the Akatsuki with his little brother in tow, Itachi immediately makes the connection “Tobi” = “Madara” and has the biggest “Oh crap” moment when he realized that not only was Madara Uchiha hanging around the Uchiha compound and Konoha for 2 years while Itachi was there, Itachi left his baby brother with Madara Uchiha. For 5 yrs.
- 3 years later Itachi takes a fatal wound saving Sasuke. Sasuke awakens the Mangekyo. Itachi pulls him into a tsukuyomi where he explains that “Tobi” is actually “Madara” and helped with the massacre, as well as to take Itachi’s eyes. Sasuke is very angry at “Madara” for lying to him and the audacity.
-Hound probably shows up at intervals throughout the story. Just the most hilarious interactions between “Tobi” who btw uses the Tobi persona when around people other than Sasuke, and Hound the cold-as-ice ANBU agent. Hound is losing btw.
-Sasuke gains the Eternal Mangekyo. Events mostly play out in the same way as canon with the 4th great shinobi war. Madara meets “Madara” who is revealed to be Obito, Naruto uses Talk-no-Jutsu on everybody he meets. It is ineffective on Sasuke, who has a dramatic moment where he reveals the truth of the Uchiha Massacre to everybody.
-Madara + Obito + Sasuke have the unhealthiest dynamic ever, and Madara is mockingly overjoyed to have a great-grandson. The reason Sasuke is on the battlefield is to prevent the apocalypse, yes, but also to kill Obito because Sasuke is blinded by grief. And maybe Danzo as well. Naruto and Kakashi plead for Obito’s life because he is “reformed” now. Sasuke doesn’t care because reformed just means leaf dog to him.
-Obito accepts death for the wrongs he’s done to Sasuke. Sasuke has another dramatic moment where he doesn’t kill Obito, saying that while he cannot forgive Obito, he cannot stop caring for him either and won’t kill him. Danzo definitely gets murked though because he tries to do something super shady and Sasuke finds out about his arm of Sharingan. Naruto and Sasuke save the world, like always, and Sasuke becomes the best missing-nin ever as he pursues his dream of revolutionizing the ninja world.
Pls let me talk about this ask me all the questions i know nothing
#obito trains sasuke au#Sasuke Uchiha#naruto#obito uchiha#pro sasuke uchiha#just the idea of 12 yr old sasuke in akatsuki is so funny to me#nobody has any idea how tobi and sasuke survive they just do#also sasuke gets even more cool#madara be like ah yes my protege who i manipulated emotionally to obito#obito be like ah yes my protege who i manipulated emotionally to sasuke#lol this is intergenerational trauma#sasuke meets madara and is like i suddenly understand everything#i don't know what happens to kakashi#he as hound and obito as tobi have a weird relationship#so i suppose he works on rehabilitating obito
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re: Somerton
Not for nothing, but I think we should remember that James Somerton's fans and subscribers are normal people, just like you. They are people who received his output in good faith, and extended to him a normal amount of grace and benefit of the doubt, which he took advantage of.
I don't think it's helpful to respond to the exposé on Somerton with sentiments along the lines of "wow, how could anyone ever think THIS GUY'S videos were any good, ha ha ha, how did he ever get subscribers?" because 1) you have the substantial benefit of hindsight and a disengaged outsider perspective, and 2) it's a rhetoric that creates a divide between you (refined, savvy, smart, sophisticated) and Somerton's audience (gullible, unrefined, easily taken advantage of, terrible taste), which is a false divide, with a false sense of security.
Somerton's success happened because he stole good writing. He found interesting, insightful, in-depth work done by other people, applied the one skill he actually has which is marketing, and re-packaged it as his own. He targeted a market which is starving for the exact kind of writing he was stealing, and pushed his audience to disengage from sources that conflicted with him.
Hbomberguy makes this point in his exposé video: good queer writing is hard to find and incredibly easy to lose. The writers Somerton stole from were often poor or precarious, writing freelance work for small circles under shitty conditions, without the means or the reach or the privileges necessary to find bigger markets. And, as Hbomb demonstrated, when people did discover Somerton's plagiarism, he used his substantial audience to hound them away and dissuade anyone else from trying to hold him accountable.
He stole queer writing by marginalized people, about experiences and perspectives that people are desperate to hear more about, and even if his delivery and aesthetics were naff, his words resonated with people because the original writers who actually wrote them poured their goddamn hearts and souls into it.
Somerton also maintained a consistent narrative of persecution and marginalization about himself. He took the plain truth, which is that queer people and perspectives are discriminated against, and worked that into a story about himself as a lone, brave truth-teller, daring to voice an authentic queer perspective, constantly beset by bigots and adversaries who sought to tear him down. As @aranock, who works with some of the people he targeted, writes in this post, Somerton weaponized whatever casual bias and bigotry he could find in his audience to reinforce his me vs them narrative (usually misogyny and various forms of transphobia), which is what grifters do. They find a vulnerable thread in a community and pull on it. And while you may not have the particular vulnerability that he exploited, you do have vulnerabilities, and they can be exploited too.
People felt compelled to support him, even if his work was sometimes shoddy, because he presented himself as a vulnerable, marginalized person in need of help, he pulled on that vulnerable thread.
Again, he has a degree in marketing, and just like propaganda, nobody is immune to marketing.
YouTube as a system is set up to push for more, constantly more. More content, more videos, more output, more more more more, and part of Somerton and Illuminaughty's success was their ability to push out large amounts of content to the hungry algorithm, even if it was of inferior quality. The algorithm rewarded their volume of output with more eyeballs and attention, and therefore more opportunities to find people who were vulnerable to their grift.
It is a system which quite literally rewards the exact kind of plagiarism that they do, because watch-time and engagement are easily measurable metrics for a corporation, and academic rigor is not. There is pressure to deliver, and a lot of rewards to gain from cutting corners to do it.
Somerton and Illuminaughty and Internet Historian are extreme and very obvious cases, so blatant that you can make a four hour video essay exposing what they've done, but the vast majority of this kind of plagiarism isn't going to be obvious - sometimes it might not even be obvious to the people who are doing it. Casual plagiarism is endemic to the modern internet, and most people don't get educated on what the exact boundaries are between proper sourcing and quoting vs plagiarizing. We had an entire course module at my university aimed at teaching students the exact differences and definitions, and people still made good faith mistakes in their essays and papers that they had to learn to correct during their education.
All of this to say: it is extremely easy in hindsight to call Somerton's work shitty and shoddy, his aesthetics flat and uninspired, and to imagine that as a sophisticated person with good taste and critical faculties, you would never be taken in by this kind of grifter. It is extremely easy to distance yourself from the people he preyed on, and imagine that you will never have to worry about your fave doing your dirty like that.
But part of the point of Hbomberguy's video is that plagiarism is extremely easy to get away with, and often difficult for the average person to spot and call out, and with the rise of AI tools blurring the lines even further, it is not going to get any easier.
So I think we should resist the temptation to think of Somerton's audience as people with bad taste and poor faculties. We should resist the temptation to distance ourselves from the perfectly normal people he preyed on. Many times in your life, a modestly clever man with a marketing degree has fooled you too.
On a personal note, by the same token, I am resisting the temptation to assume that I am too good to be vulnerable to the systemic pressures that produced Somerton and Illuminaughty. No, I've never made a video by word-for-word reciting someone else's work, but I know for a fact that I could do a better job of double-checking my work and citing my sources. I feel the exact same pressure to get a video out as fast as possible, I have the exact same rewards dangled in front of me by YouTube as a platform, and I can't pretend it doesn't affect my work. To me, Hbomb's video felt like a wake-up call to do better.
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I just had to reschedule a dentist appointment that was supposed to be tomorrow and this. Bitch.
My time off got declined bc I put it in too late so I just wanted to move my appointment to a Friday and the service rep was like "okay but what's the reason for the late notice?"
Like. Babes. It was Easter weekend and the start of a new quarter, my life has been on fire for the past 3 weeks that's why the late notice. It doesn't fucking matter either reschedule this apportionment or don't and I just won't fucking show up, there's a fee either way so who gives a shit.
#lile when i get a coffee the barista doesnt hound me about why im getting that type#and i get you have to put some reason in your computer but can you idk be less rude about it?#and then to follow all that up with a 'so when CAN you make it in' like seriously?#why is nobody polite anymore. this happens toe every time i call or visit a place of business nowadays#maybe i give off some weird fucking vibes or something but customer service people have just been mean to me lately? idgi.#i get we're all stressed but my pto getting declined was not a personal affront to the dentist office it was juat a shit happens situation.
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Dog Hybrid Mall Security Darling - A pup found rummaging through trashcans one night during inspection and taken in for a position as a member of security, later becoming the unofficial mascot of the mall for their sweet personality and friendliness. They aren't the greatest at their job as they can easily be persuaded with snacks from the food court, but nobody cares to point out areas of improvement as their gentle giant can do no wrong - and how can anyone say they're doing a poor job when looking in those big, gorgeous eyes. Most robberies are stopped if they beg enough anyway, and if they aren't whimpering always seals the deal.
They're cared for by nearly every shop owner in the mall. Pet groomers tend to their fur and claws, making them presentable for the crowd and often trying to sneak collars on them. Food vendors always leave some of their stock on standby to reward their hard work when they drop by. Anxious/overworked retail works are always soothed when Reader squeezes behind their desks and lets them pet them.
It's not widespread knowledge, but Reader never leaves the property when others do. They sleep in the backrooms of stores that leave out beds for them or in one of the breakrooms. Not one person has a problem with this, but a select few always attempt to get them into their car when heading home. Reader is a loyal hound and refuses, but sometimes the thought of a forever home as many offer is pleasant fuel for their dreams
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Dog Security Reader: Please don't steal from our stores anymore :(
Yan Thief: ...
Dog Security Reader: 🥺
Yan Thief, dropping the thousands worth of stolen goods: ok.
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Yan: Wanna go for a ride, puppy? Come on, get in the van-
Dog Security Reader: Ride?! :D... wait... [looks at the board of shoplifters] That won't work on me again, I'm mall property. Shame on you!
Yan, under their breath: damn... almost had them..
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Yan: I'm completely stuffed and there's still one sausage of a stick left. Whatever shall I do?
[Dog Security Reader, sprinting from the third floor and the down escalator - mouth still full of treats they got from others]: Me! I can take it!
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere x you#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#yandere insert#yandere headcanons#yandere oc#yandere blurb#hybrid reader#yandere text
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TITLE: Play Tight
PAIRINGS: Bang Chan x f!reader
SUMMARY: Reader and Chan divulge their ‘excuse’ as to why they couldn’t make it to hot pot and barbecue dinner with their friends.
WARNING: minors DNI with this post or my blog. I create NSFW SKZ related content and I know I won’t be able to regulate/monitor every potential interaction with those posts so please do not engage with me, my work, or page whatsoever.
TAGS: smut, porn with plot, swearing, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, unprotected sex, creampies, fwb, some pillow talk (ish)
PART 1 / PART 2 / PART 3
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A/N: if you don't know what a refractory period is it's essentially about the ability of most women to cum back to back or one after the other in a short span of time between one orgasm and the next. Therefore, if it seems as though I've written about reader having multiple orgasms within quick succession, that's because she is and Chan is making the most of it. Also I really pushed the time limit with uploading this part bc I spent the last few hours trying to get the fan club which took fucking ages...
Hot pot and barbecue with friends - now that sounded fun.
You saw the group chat messages from earlier, and the plan to all meet up at half past six. Had you not orchestrated other arrangements, you would be sitting with them right now enjoying nice meals and chats. Instead, your body remains to be railed thoroughly, right into the bed that belongs to none other than Chan. The owner of very capable hands who had just finished fucking you on his couch earlier on.
He too missed dinner with everyone for the same reason. Selfishly being, to get laid.
Chan presented half of a lie to the group chat, saying that his family was back in the city - which was true, and that he was going to visit them, so he couldn’t make it - not true. You on the other hand conjured the only fib you could think of and told everyone that you were going to be working past six.
Both of you felt relatively guilty for ditching the dinner. However, it would’ve looked ten times more suspicious if the two of you suddenly changed your minds at the same time and decided to show up.
But why would anyone suspect anything? Nobody knew Chan was rearranging your guts every other night. Or so you thought. That dirty, slutty little secret was only kept hushed between you and Chan. These past couple of months you’ve spent at each other's houses, tainting the very last remnants of innocence either of you had.
You wouldn’t have realised it at first until you experienced it for yourself, but Chan is and can get really horny. Before him, there was no such thing as ‘hard-paced’ or ‘nasty’ sex. It was fairly vanilla, which there’s nothing wrong with from time to time. But at the minute, that wasn’t the cup of tea you fancied. No. It was something much dirtier and riveting, something that makes you feel like you’re very much alive.
Chan was able to achieve that in less than half an hour after you both hooked up one time after a night out. Sure there might’ve been alcohol involved, except neither of you were drunk enough to completely forget what an amazing time you both had. So much so that you and Chan decided to hook up again. And again, and again, until it became a weekly event.
In saying that, there were a few layers as to why you and Chan started seeing each other regularly. You needed the de-stressor from work that had been hounding you for months, and among other things, there is nothing like a good dick down to make just about make every worry in your mind disappear.
As for Chan’s situation, it wasn’t as light. Having been cheated on by his long term partner, Chan entered what you refer to as his ‘hoe phase’ to which he was rather embarrassed to learn that it’s something that people tend to go through when they’ve broken up with their significant other.
Nonetheless, you and Chan unexpectedly found each other in a way friends wouldn’t typically, and it was only limited to that. No strings attached, still remain good friends, and the best mind blowing sex.
“Fuck - yes, right there!”
Chan’s hips ram unforgivingly into you from behind. Creating godly, euphoric waves that ripple throughout your body each and every time he does. His fingernails clutch themselves into the soft flesh of your hips, allowing him to use that small bit of traction to pull your body back onto his cock or for him to thrust forward mercilessly.
This was way better than dinner with friends.
“W-Wait,” you reach behind to the side of your body, trying to tap his arm and prompt him to slow down so you could get your message across without having it fucked right out of you. “Ride…lemme ride you.”
Chan swallows and nods, taking a short breather, “yeah, yeah okay.”
Whilst you’ve learned a lot of things about Chan since you’ve started sleeping with him, he’s also learned some stuff about you. Like discovering throughout your secret sessions with him that you seem to cum the hardest when you’re riding him. He doesn’t entirely see the appeal of it since he doesn’t mind picking up all the slack just so you don’t have to do any of the work. At the same time, however, nothing feels as good as fucking his frustrations into you.
But he also doesn’t mind them getting fucked out of him. It easily added to one of the reasons why he found it so hot to watch you ride dick.
As he gently slides his cock out of you, moving into the next position where he now gets to lie back against his pillows. He watches you straddle him first, then take his length in hand before aligning it with your hole. Slowly, you sink down onto his cock.
The ‘o’ shape in your mouth enlarges when the entirety of his length vanishes inside you. He’s big. Something you can’t always grasp every time you sleep together. The silver lining in that however is that the foreplay is amazing.
“Christ,” you breathe out, lifting your hips up and down a couple of times, groaning as the pleasure already built up from before starts re-taking its effect to its highest extent. “Fuck, make me feel so full.”
“So you keep telling me,” he responds with a cocky grin as his hand reaches up to one of your tits and gropes ravenously. “But that’s what you like isn’t it? Having a big cock inside you, yeah?”
Your hand claps right on top of his, the other stabilises your body on his chest as you start riding at a pace comfortable enough to build some momentum. It doesn’t take long until every part of your body feels like warm flames are tickling your skin, leaving tingly traces in their wake.
“Yes, love it so much,” you pant breathlessly. “Love it when it makes me cum.”
Chan is glad to hear that. Then again, he knows. He’s fucked you long enough to know what you like, what you don’t, and what type of pleasure can turn your mind inside out. With that in mind, and one hand still groping you, he uses the other thumb to find your clit and rub generously.
“F-Fuck, oh my god, don’t stop, don’t stop,” you plead in anguish as you start to feel your orgasm shift into sight.
It’s right there. The utmost pleasure and ecstasy at its apex swells from the pit of your stomach, to your toes, all the way into the crevices of your brain. Every part of you - physically and mentally, just seems to melt into Chan. His cock, which feels like it was made for you to use like this, glides frictionlessly until his tip kisses your g-spot so lovingly. Each time it hits, Chan earns extra centimetres of long red scratches down his abdomen, marked up by your fingernails.
“Cum,” he demands through gritted teeth. “Fucking cum all over me.”
Brainless and vacant as you were in trying to respond to him, your actions seemed to speak for themselves. As Chan continues to move his thumb consistently over your clit and you bounce yourself still on his cock, your eyes suddenly screw tight shut - shuddering before a surge of relief gushes from between your legs.
Chan grins sickeningly.
The untapped pleasure squeezes and strangles moans out of your throat, yet, in the few spare moments when you had come back down to earth, your stomach felt like it dropped at some point along the way. The minute you open your eyes, breathing hard and heavy, your attention catches on to the mess you’ve made.
Most of Chan’s abdomen is soaked with your juices, his taut torso gleaming with your cum. Droplets of it roll down his side and seep into the sheets below him. From there, the humiliation is quick to ensue. Chan even sees the panic fill your eyes.
“Oh! I’m so sorry,” you whine apologetically. “I don’t know what happened! I was - I was caught up in-“
Chan ceases your babbling by grabbing the undersides of your thighs and just about throws you on your back as he moves to top you. His sudden movements catch you off guard, wondering for a moment what he was doing until he started fucking you again.
“Chris!” you cry out, latching around his back.
His head buries into the crook of your neck, “wanna feel you do it again. Wanna see you drip down my cock.”
At his words of request, you knew it was possible with the way that his dick hits deeper, pressing against those sensitive spots inside you that have been milked of pleasure. It’s not difficult to feel it building up again. There’s zero refractory period, allowing you to cum in an uninterrupted procession. At this stage, Chan could just whisper dirty things in your ear and have you become a squirting mess on his bed for him to watch. He wondered if that was actually possible.
After watching and making you cum an extraordinary amount of times this evening, Chan was about to witness another, this time, mixed with his own release of pleasure. He can never ignore that dense pressure stacking up in his cock, like a blocked pipe that’s about to burst with the help of the tension from your contracting walls.
One hand at a time, he places each beside your head to lift himself up while still trying to maintain a consistent pace. Then he coils back, grabbing the undersides of your thighs again and leaning some of his weight down so that he can press deeper.
Tears are pricking your eyes - not from any pain but from pleasure you’ve never felt. It’s so intense and has nowhere in your body to escape that the longer you hold it in, the more explosive it’s going to feel. As your emotions exude the ferocity of another orgasm, Chan absorbs your expressions, giving him a very clear estimate of when you’re about to cum.
“Gonna give me another one?” he asks even though you’re in no state of mind to give him a verbal answer. “Gonna be a good girl and get my dick wet one last time?”
You shake your head but only because you’re unsure if you can actually take that pressure that’s about to blow. Regardless of how high he has built your orgasms for you, you always take them well. It has you sobbing - screaming and clutching onto his bedding as you whimper that you’re about to cum. Chan could only just hear you over the sound of his skin slapping against yours.
“You can do it,” he reassures you. “You always do.”
At that moment, as if he just flipped a switch inside you, Chan had you gushing in an instant. Your upper body contorts to the left and stiffens as he fucks you right through it, right until his own orgasm slaps him on cue. Grunts mixed with whimpers force their way out from the base of Chan’s throat. His cock uncontrollably spurts his hot white cum, coating liberal amounts on your walls with a few hard, deep thrusts.
"Fuck, oh my god," he groans through gritted teeth, satisfaction seeping through into his blood.
He pulls back to sit on his heels, looking down as he grabs the base of his cock now slicker than usual with milky, almost transparent liquid rings of white. The fact that both of your juices have mixed together does something to a sick part of Chan’s brain. His lower half is still dripping with your cum, forcing you to shy away into the bunched up sheets when you realise you’ve made another mess on him.
Too weak to speak up about it, Chan had no trouble reading the room and caught onto your emotions. He was right to assume that you were embarrassed for it but fuck if Chan could experience it all again, he would. That then strikes an idea as he massages your inner thighs with the palms of his hands.
“That’s never happened before,” he comments with a little bit of surprise, making you turn with embarrassment, all the while trying to ease you back down from your high. “So fucking hot.”
His thumbs rub into your wet skin, inching closer to your pussy. Before you know it, the backs of his fingertips are brushing over your hole where his cum is leaking out of you. Semi sticky strings of it attach onto him when he pulls away and goes back in to smother it all the way up to your clit. He thumbs softly over the sensitive bud, setting fire again to the muscles in your lower half.
You shudder a little bit from the faint stimulation, and finally muster the energy to talk, “yeah…d-don’t know how. Usually it’s - mm, just cause’…maybe you were hitting the right spot.”
Chan doesn’t meet your eyes, and by the preoccupied look on his face, it was clear that he had another agenda as his thumb continued to rub mindlessly. Although, he did hear you as he smirked and shook his head.
“Nah, that was all you,” his mouth falls open slightly as he stares down at where his fingers begin to disappear.
“Chan…”
“I reckon you could give me one more,” he predicts as he starts to finger you slowly. “Just one more.”
“Please, fuck...” You whine loudly throughout the room. “D-Don’t think I can…please.”
Chan moves to the side of you just a little bit, placing his other hand on your lower belly to apply just a little bit of welcoming pressure while he ignores you, “yes you can pretty. Only one.”
His fingers curl deviously inside you, forcing an automatic bodily response for your eyes to roll to the back of your head and back to arch clean off the bed. As he strokes over the spongy area, your fists are clenching on the duvet. Your body is beyond sensitive and squirms uncontrollably at the faintest of his touch.
“Chris!” You sob, tears now leaking down the sides of your face from the euphoria.
This was the closest replica to being high. It’s like the pleasure picked up where it left off from the previous orgasm Chan brought to you and nearly doubled in intensity to the point where you thought for a moment that you were going to black out. But it hits you harder than before since his fingers have a bit more precision to find and hit your g-spot rather than making you feel fuller.
“That’s my good girl,” he says encouragingly.
There and then, as Chan detects the tell-tale signs that you’re about to cum, he finger fucks you at a generous pace that doesn’t let up on the time your insides have to try mitigate the pleasure. It goes into overdrive, sending a bunch of all the right signals straight to your brain.
“C-Cum…cumming…I’m-”
Chan appreciates the fact that he’s reduced you from crying and screaming his name to a silent, overstimulated mess. Alternatively, you’re surrendering entirely to the ecstasy which sweeps you under like a current. Chan doesn’t need to hold you in place for you to take what he’s giving you with his fingers. He just gives and gives, and gives until for the third time, he has you squirting.
“Oh yeah, look at that,” he grins excitedly, watching his palm and all the way up to his forearm become completely drenched in your juices. “What a good girl.”
By that point, Chan was successful in running your body dry. His pace slows down, now gently stroking inside you. Your quiet, strained moans die down, along with a reserve tank of energy you had left. You were limp and helpless, a gorgeous mess on the bed for him to admire.
Chan slowly takes his fingers out, gently massaging around your sensitive pussy, “fuck, so good."
You turn onto your side, processing all of that. For a few moments before, it felt like you had had an out of body experience, and maybe you were. Everything was so consuming and powerful that for a second you didn’t feel like yourself. But that wasn’t a bad thing, nor did you think of it that way. It’s just a new experience that you welcomed, one that made you feel good multiple times.
Chan hops off the bed and kneels beside you onto the floor as he strokes and pats your head, “you okay?”
You nod then go to sit up, “mm, just out of it. Give me a few minutes.”
“You - you shouldn’t move so much, not now at least,” Chan warns, then quickly spots the uncomfortable expression on your face as you realise that everything beneath you is wet and sticky.
“Your duvet,” you say to him, looking down and around at all the large damp areas.
“What about it?”
“Well it’s all ruined-”
“They’re not ruined,” he says defiantly like a stubborn child, almost like he was offended you even made that sort of comment. “It looks…fucking hot.”
“Hot,” you repeated with an airy chuckle.
“I didn’t know you could do that,” says Chan, bewildered.
“Neither could I to be honest,” you agree wholeheartedly. “It was really…intense and...strange.”
“Strange?” He retorts.
“Not a bad ‘strange’, just something I’ve always heard of, but never managed to do with someone else before,” you reply.
Chan smiles to himself, looking at his bed before that grin drops off his face, “never managed to do it with someone else before? As in, you’ve done it before, just…on your own?”
You blink up at him, quickly changing the subject, “reckon the others are still out?”
“I’d imagine so,” he says, still thinking about what you said previously.
“Hot pot and barbecue sounded so nice too…” you trail off, eyes going in and out of focus. Your body is starting to catch up to you.
“Well, luckily we live in the era of food delivery, right?” He responds confidently. “Let me clean you up first, then we can hop in the shower. After that, I’ll order it in for us, sound good?”
Sometimes when you’re with Chan, you forget that at the end of the day, he’s one of your good friends and still acts like it after you sleep with him. He knows when to be your fuck buddy and when to be your mate. None of it is awkward or weird and nor does he strive to make it that way.
Potentially it’s because of his nature to be a gentleman inside the bedroom just as much as he is outside, hence why you had a considerate amount of gratitude towards him for not being an ass like some of the people you’ve hooked up with or seen casually in the past. But that could never be the two people you slept with a few weeks back.
Not Hyunjin nor Jisung, whom you’ve thought about ever since that night at his apartment. Although it was truth or dare that led you all to the events that unfolded, you would’ve still slept with them anyway without the game. Just thinking about the two of them makes you miss them. Makes you miss the way that they touched you.
It was a different feeling to how Chan normally touches you. With him, he’s a friend with benefits. Someone who can call you or you can call him whenever either of you need each other. As a result, there isn’t going to be anything fond or loving between the pair of you - which you’re more than happy with. You made that clear to Chan at the start that you weren’t looking to enter into a relationship with him at any stage if that’s what he was thinking.
Thankfully, he wasn’t either.
But when Hyunjin and Jisung touched you, it was surreal. Almost natural, like they were meant to feel you that way and only them. That was the difference between them and Chan, not that you were comparing them since you saw them in separate positive lights.
There was just something about those two that left a strong imprint on your brain, something you can’t scratch without them…
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