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toxicanonymity · 1 month
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Raider!Joel and sweet pea 🥵🥵🥵
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Imagine falling asleep on top of him, hugging him with all your limbs, thighs spread, easy access. and you wake up with his cockhead nudging at your wet little hole. He pushes his length into you, his fingers digging into the plush of your ass, your chest fluttering at the stretch. You push back on him and he pushes further in. Your hips tilt to meet the gentle rock of his, and then he's all in. He moves you on him, spreading your cheeks with his firm grip on your ass. The push of his hips is powerful, but the pace is slow and intimate. His brow furrows, his eyes darken, and you've learned this look of his says, you're mine.
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toxicbrothel · 2 months
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I often think about this scene 😵‍💫
Joel is quiet for a few seconds, then asks, "What if I told ya to suck his dick?
"No!"
"You'd say no to me?"
"I'd ask if I really have to."
I'm sure it will never happen but what if Sweet pea dreams about it👀
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500 words, dark!Joel x you x dark!Carter
Kate, you menace 😫🫶 Thank you for enabling me. I think about this too. Source of quote. Technically, it's a bit of a nightmare. CW dark
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You don't wanna think about Carter that way, but you can't help it after Joel mused about you sucking his dick. It was a test, just a test, but he put the image in your mind and it's what you're thinking of when you drift off to sleep. . .
😴💤💤 You're sitting in Joel's lap, facing Carter across the breakfast table. You're in a dress with no panties, impaled on Joel's cock. He’s slowly moving you with his massive hands on your hips. “mm,” he sighs as you lean back. He nibbles at your neck.
Carter quietly sips his coffee. There's something different about Carter. Not just his black eye. Joel pulls you back hard, nudging your cervix and you gasp. You brace your hands on the table. Carter winks at you.
Joel brings his lips to your ear. “Whatcha think, sweet pea?” His hips lift you. “Wanna suck his dick?”
Your face catches fire and your heart races. “No,” you claim.
Carter puts down his coffee, chuckles, and stands up, revealing a massive bulge in his sweatpants. He palms himself as he comes around the table, and your walls twitch around Joel at the sight.
“Don't lie to me, baby,” Joel murmurs. He grabs your tits and pulls you back against him.
Carter squeezes between you and the table. He pulls down his waistband. You're full of Joel’s cock, staring at Carter's gorgeous length as Joel’s hips move under you.
“Just a little kiss,” Carter whispers. “If ya want,” he winks.
You shake your head no but your walls squeeze around Joel’s cock again.
“Don't say no to him,” Joel cautions you. “You wanna, don't ya?”
It's a trap with no way out.
Precum is beading at Carter’s tip until he swipes it away with his thumb. He brings his thumb to your lips and you kiss the salty liquid off.
“Good girl,” Joel whispers. “Just a lil kiss that's all.”
Joel’s chest nudges you forward. Carter sits on the table and spreads his knees. His balls are big, too. His pubic hair is soft looking. Just a tad redder than his scruff. Joel scoots the chair forward and you moan at the jolt of his cock.
“It's ok,” Carter whispers.
You brace your hands on his thighs and he holds his cock for you. Another pearl of precum is forming. Before he can wipe it away, you lean forward and kiss it off. Your lips gently seal around the top half of his tip and your tongue darts out against the slit.
Carter groans.
Joel pulls you back by the hair and your heart skips a beat. He holds you against his chest with one arm while he reaches into the waistband of his pj pants and pulls out a pistol. Carter is sitting calmly with his cock in his hand like he knew it was gonna happen. “Sorry, sweet pea,” Carter mutters apologetically. Joel cocks the hammer, and you wake up.
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longing-for-rain · 5 days
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Hey! So, I just need some help understanding something... I heard that people think that Zuko took Katara straight to Ember Island after TSR. I missed it on my rewatch, and I don't get where this interpretation comes from, and whether it is just a headcanon. Do you happen, by chance, to know more about that? I LOVE this tidbit by the way; I just don't know where it's coming from. Sorry if this is random.
Oh I’ve heard that before! From what I’ve seen, it’s based primarily on the visuals we see of the settings. Before leaving to find Yon Rha, everyone is camped out on this island:
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It appears to be a small, uninhabited island (which makes sense if they’re in hiding) so clearly not Ember Island.
Then at the end, the final scene begins with Katara here:
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This is definitely Zuko’s family home on Ember Island, with Katara sitting alone on the pier. In the second screenshot you can see Appa flying in.
Now here is the interesting part:
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Zuko and Aang get off of Appa, and if you squint, it kind of looks like the others are in the saddle too. Based on the conversation that follows, it’s clear that this is the first time Aang has seen Katara since she left to confront Yon Rha.
So the implication here is that Zuko and Katara first went to Ember Island alone, then Zuko flew with Appa by himself to pick up everyone else from the other island. This actually makes a lot of sense logistically, because without Appa, everyone else had no way of getting to Ember Island from wherever they were before.
I really like this theory (and I think based on the evidence it’s pretty much canon) because it shows there are a lot of missing scenes between Zuko and Katara. It makes sense. He was the only one there to comfort her after something so traumatic. I love the idea that he thought to bring her to a place that was special to him, hoping to find her comfort. Then I’m guessing she wanted some alone time and he left her to go get the others.
I think it’s very sweet, to think about that time they spent together and what they talked about ❤️
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rebouks · 2 months
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Previous // Next
Byrd: Teach us! Juniper: Okay! First, you’ve gotta put your hands above your head. Wren: Nuh. Juniper: This part’s easy. Byrd: Like this?! Juniper: Just like that-.. keep them there and bring your foot up against your leg, like this! [Byrd giggled, wobbling precariously as he mimicked his cousin] Juniper: It takes a lot of practice-.. c’mon, Wren! [Wren scowled, making a break for it; the only thing worse than dancing was being told what to do] … Having given up trying to reply to Alex’s latest letter, Robin stared listlessly at the star shaped stickers on his ceiling. He’d poured his heart out about how nothing ever went right, how he never fit in anywhere, how he was having a tough time at school-.. that he got in a fight, that he kept imagining what it’d be like if his parents died, particularly his father; he’d briefly considered asking what’d happened to her mother too but he’d thought better of the whole thing and viciously crumpled his pathetic attempt into a ball instead. Maybe he ought to burn it in the sink so no one else would read it by accident. He felt bad that he hadn’t replied yet but he’d been in such a foul mood recently that he couldn’t think of anything remotely interesting or fun to talk about, and the last thing he wanted to do was bum her out. He rolled onto his side as Wren stomped toward his door; it rattled familiarly as her little fingernails fiddled with the lock. Robin knew it was her because he could sense her current disdain, and she was the only one of his siblings who’d learnt how to do it-.. plus, if it were either of his parents, they would’ve knocked.
Wren: Juni’s tryna make me dance! Robin: She’s not gonna make you do anything. [Wren grabbed Robin and shook him with urgency, yanking at his hair with desperation] Wren: I’m gonna hide in here, okay?! [Robin sighed; reasoning with a six-year-old, especially Wren, was rather pointless] Robin: Sure. Wren: Wait-.. where’re you going?! Robin: Does it matter? You’re safe in here. Wren: Robinnnnn. Robin: Get off me! Wren: I wanna play! Robin: So, play-.. just don’t delete all my saves again. Wren: You do it! I wanna watch. Robin: I don’t really wan-… Wren: Pleeeeeeease? … Robin: I can’t play if you’re gonna squish me-.. get off. Wren: Uuuugh.. I can’t, I’m stuck. Robin: Move! Wren: [gasps] What is that-.. kill it! Robin: I don’t have anything to ki-… Wren: KILL IT!
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comradekatara · 1 month
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hey, so. people on twt (ugh, I need to delete that account) started to compare Zuko and Azula’s relationship to Sokka and Katara. So, I jump in like “they are not comparable in any way” then people are like “Sokka and Katara do have issues even though it’s not the same as Zuko and Azula” (even though the original tweet did imply that but, whatever). and I’m all like “sure, they both have trauma from their upbringing and they fight like siblings and that trauma probably has effected their relationship but it’s still no way like it’s being compared… they love and care for one another” and then they’re coming back like “it’s not the same but they still have issues” and citing the southern raiders (which I have my own opinions about and I feel like people totally miss read that scene) but all in all to say; I’m annoyed because I feel like people are being disingenuous and I feel like your thoughts would be interesting
okay yeah obviously I don’t know what the full arguments were (and I never will because I loathe twitter. I mean X sorry) but i can definitely talk about this more generally. I mean they are the central sibling pairs configured in a similar way for obvious reasons. they are definitely comparable.
sokka and zuko have superficial similarities as older brothers who feel undervalued, struggle to live up to a harmful patriarchal standard of gender (specifically masculinity/manhood) as shaped by imperialism/colonialism/war and the expectations their fathers placed on them to “be a real man” within a very limited framework, and ultimately find their worth via other avenues beyond the limited scope of patriarchal imperialist logic. azula and katara have superficial similarities as younger sisters who are placed on a pedestal by their culture community, are the best benders of their respective elements and outclass all the older more established (male) masters who dismiss and look down on them for being teenage girls, and who feel a deep sense of grief due to the loss of their mothers that informs everything they do and fundamentally who they are as people. and then obviously the REAL foils who are foiling are katara and zuko, and sokka and azula. these pairs are each very obvious mirrors, both in terms of their personalities (as developed differently by their respective environments) and their arcs. zuko is fire nation katara. azula is fire nation sokka. so obviously their relationships are similar in this way. they are narratively constructed as parallels.
that said, I think the key primary difference between these sets of siblings is that zuko and azula are directly opposed due to being pitted against each other by ozai’s abuse, whereas sokka and katara are extremely codependent, to the point that sokka’s entire identity is shaped by his role as katara’s brother and protector. so if you read zuko as a foil to sokka (which he certainly somewhat is, but is not the primary foil to sokka) you’ll get confused because he doesn’t live for others and he doesn’t look out for azula at all. but azula, like sokka, does define her identity through her loyalty and her ability to best serve others, so she does try to help zuko as best she can, which is obviously hindered by the incredibly limited of scope of what she considers “helpful” (much in the same way that sokka’s protection of katara is often limited by his own narrow worldview and unhealthy sense of duty as it corresponds to his identity). azula wants zuko to be a “perfect prince” in the way that she is a “perfect princess” because she refuses to acknowledge how specifically harmful that paradigm is to both of them until it is too late. so her intentions are actually good (don’t @ me), but she’s just deeply misguided and her level of cognitive dissonance is off the charts generally (again, much like sokka).
meanwhile katara and zuko, despite loving their families a lot and feeling defined by their families in many ways, are still very self-focused. which isn’t to say that’s a bad thing or that they’re selfish (they are both defined by an incredibly passionate and outspoken sense of justice for others, of course), but rather that they understand that what they want is to further their own interests for their own benefit even as they are seeking justice for the entire world. (in katara’s worlds: “me. me, personally!”) but like. if anything, the fact that azula and sokka never think in terms of the ego but only in terms of servitude to the point that they are actually detached from their own humanity is deeply unhealthy and awful, which is why so much of sokka’s arc is about getting him to understand his intrinsic worth as a human being and the value of accepting help, and azula’s tragedy and downfall is precipitated by her acknowledgement that she has been deliberately isolated her entire life and now she is alone and utterly helpless.
I do see katara and zuko as quite heroic, inspiring characters, to azula and sokka’s quite tragic, heartbreaking characters (especially azula of course, but like. I don’t think sokka’s deep-seated, copious issues have somehow been magically resolved just because “the boiling rock” is his apotheosis. you get it). but katara was always the “valued” sibling whereas azula began as the valued sibling and zuko rose above her by disrupting/transcending the paradigm that valued her only to end up in the position that she felt teleologically entitled to (not to say that she thought she would become fire lord, but that he does become the most powerful player in the fire nation, at least in name). and a large part of that is the fact that katara and sokka grew up in extremely different conditions than azula and zuko did, even if both their worldviews are informed by imperialism and patriarchy in some way. so katara was valued as a sort of cultural artefact who represents the last hope of a dying people, whereas azula was valued as the obedient daughter of a powerful abusive patriarch. it’s still a way of ascribing “value,” but the criteria are completely different in both cases. which is why I still think that azula and sokka are functionally more similar, because even if azula is valued, it is with the expectation that she function in the same way that sokka is expected to function, as a depersonalized vessel for the good of their people.
so there are similarities for sure, but also those similarities are constantly being complicated through locating their respective cultural contexts as they informed their upbringing, psychologies, and sibling relationships. I will say that it’s true that both of these relationships are unhealthy (to an extent), and both sets of siblings parallel each other in very significant ways, but the ways in which their relationships are in fact “unhealthy” are nonetheless almost diametrically opposed.
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ozarkthedog · 3 months
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Hope you feel better soon! 💌 I keep thinking of trying and failing not to get on Raider!Joel’s nerves but you just keep pissing him off and watching the look in his eyes get a little darker and less held back by the second like my god do I want him to tell me off 🥵 and I mean…the punishment fuck would be god tier!
my goodness, yes! the punishment would be severe once he hit his limit. i'm working on adding this bit to a fic atm but i'll give you a sneak peak!
18+ mdni - dark! - raider!joel
He'd wrestle you to the floor and tie your hands in a messy knot in front of your chest. Watch you struggle for a bit before yanking your leggings and underwear off and circling rough rope around each of your ankles. 
His boots scuff the wood floor as he grabs one length of rope and walks with it, stretching your leg to the side before tying a knot to a link bolted into the floor.
"You brought this on yourself. Just remember that." he states as you stare up at him with watery eyes.
He yanks the other rope and walks a few feet to another link, pulling the tendons in your hips and thighs until your limbs are spread eagle, and seals your fate by knotting the rope to the floor.
“This’ll help stick in that dumb head of yours not to test me again.”
You've never felt more exposed as he stands over you. He leers down at your cunt, making you feel the smallest you've ever felt since he took you. A wad of spit lands squarely on your bush, making you jolt and tug against your binds.
"Squirm all you want," he says, crouching down and rubbing his spit into your skin. He lands a brutal smack to your uncovered thigh. You shriek and wiggle despite the binds keeping you locked in place. "I’d be careful of splinters. They'll tear you right up."
He roughly tugs the hairs covering your mound. “Look at me.” He snarls, words dripping with hatred. You narrowly hold his freezing stare. “This cunt is mine. Say it.”
“This cunt is yours.” you croak, hands shaking against your chest.
“S’right,” he says before slapping a harsh hand against your folds. Your legs instinctively move too close, but the rope keeps them splayed for his assault. “And what I say goes.” He bellows over your anguished cries as he lands five severe swats to your core. 
👀👀👀 who wants to ride shotgun with me to hell?
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transillusionisms · 2 months
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guys i would like to say: im transramcoa. it feels like the world fucked up by not having that happen to me. not because it should happen to other people: antis love saying "oh that means you think it should happen to other people by saying it should've happened to you" no. if i & other transramcoa folks were the only ones to go through it i'd be perfectly happy! but you can't un-past the past, unfortunately
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rrbobani · 6 months
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Hiya! I liked that fanart of Axle and other old LEGO Characters you did back on dA, are you planning to draw the rest of the Rock Raiders crew?
Ohhh! I'm glad you liked it!
Also glad that you mentioned cause I've been meaning to give a RR doodle for while now, it just escapes my mind easily.
But now I have a good reason to 'v' Here you go, Axle and Sparks with their bounty (but not for long :)c )
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Maybe in the future I'll draw more of the crew, time will tell ;v; thank you for the ask anyways, Anon!
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littlefreya · 7 months
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babe! the August vibes I'm getting from those new photos from the new Guy Richie movie Henry's in. I can't wait to see more of it.
Yessssss!!!!! Imagining August after he escaped and shaved his stach 👀 and he has a new trainee
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Please let me dream 🥲
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toxicanonymity · 5 months
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I need raiderjoel carnally 😈
sofa snack
I8+, raider!joel x f!reader | master
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dedicated to @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog for your comment 🖤
He murmurs "get over here, sweet pea," and puts a toothpick in his mouth as you approach, then opens his arms and stretches out his bent knee. you straddle him with your hands on his chest, and his hips lift into you. His nostrils flare as you grind on him, and he reaches with both hands for your tits. He pulls your dress down under them, and you gently roll your hips as he palms your tits and his eyes fall hungrily from your tits to your thighs. He brings one hand down to your thigh and slides it up under your dress to find you're not wearing panties. "Good girl," he mutters through closed teeth. You rise up enough for him to run his thumb down your weeping seam and back to your clit. You sigh with his other hand still on your breast until he uses it to discard the toothpick. For a moment, you think he might kiss you, but he grabs your bare ass with both hands. He sucks in a deep breath and slides his hands down to your thighs. His fingers dig into your flesh, and he pulls you up his torso. He manhandles you into sitting on his face. With his head between your legs, he pulls you down then noses your clit and laps at your cunt. With his hands on your ass, he moves you on his face and moans into you. You brace your hands on the sofa's arm behind his head. He brings a hand up to your breasts and his eyes peek up from between your legs. He moves you on his face until you start moving your hips on your own and he nods. He feels your tits with both hands as you roll your hips into his mouth and begin to twitch against his tongue. Then he takes your ass in both hands again and as you cum, his fingers dig into your cheeks. He sucks and hums "mmm" from deep in his chest and the sound vibrates against you.
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teaandcrowns · 9 months
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As someone who's culture is a victim of genocide, and who's parent was also murdered, I understand Katara fully. But growing up around people who are victims of genocide and having that influence my entire life gives me a reason to not only relate heavily to katara, but to aang. You cannot claim to understand one of them, and refuse to understand the other, who has expressed their trauma related to genocide differently. Murder in relation to genocide is so different to regular murder- my father was killed because of a racist crime. Being native, I have grown up my entire life with people around me being warned of people who murder and kidnap our people, I've seen people be victims of it, so I have the utmost sympathy for these things, but I also sympathise with aang. He had no right to tell Katara that, but you also have to consider that revenge is something impossible for him. He does not have the option to confront the people who killed his loved ones like Katara, or even we did. It's all about perspective
Firstly, let me say that, no, I cannot fully understand what it's like to have those lived experiences that you do, you are absolutely correct. My ancestors faced that in Eastern Europe, to be sure, but I personally never have. I am enraged and grieved that we live in a world where we've come so far with so much and yet people still suffer this not as echoes of the past, but as their lived present. I hope more and more people can continue listen better and better to voices like yours about those experiences and work together toward a world where future generations don't have to worry about those things anymore, and we can focus on reparations and healing and moving forward to better and more compassionate places as a society. (I also hope that does not come across as trite or placating; I genuinely mean it.)
In the realm of AtLA—Aang's perspective and personal morals from his culture are absolutely valid—but so are Katara's. I do understand Aang's perspective, despite having personal experience much more in common with Katara. The issue I have is not that Aang believes what he believes, it's that he tries to tell Katara she should also believe what he believes because he believes it. The issue I have with fans saying "Aang was right," "Zuko pushed Katara to violence," or "Katara listened to Aang in the end," is that they are all really saying the same thing, which is something both @burst-of-iridescent and @sokkastyles said in iterations of the ask(s) that the former got earlier today/yesterday: in those arguments, Katara isn't allowed to make her own decision on the matter. It's not a denial of Aang's perspective so much as it is a denial of Katara's perspective and assumed agency to choose what is best for her own needs. Ultimately, Aang did not influence her and Zuko did not influence her. She chose for herself what she needed. The difference between how Aang handled her desire to confront Yon Rha and how Zuko handled it is that the former wanted Katara to adopt his own personal morals and decision to forgive, and the latter voiced no opinion, but simply gave her the means and opportunity to confront (or not) however she chose. The only thing Zuko says about Katara's choice to confront Yon Rha is that "this is something [she] needs."
That was the point of adding on my own experience in dealing with the murder of my mother. I don't think anyone with an iota of empathy would fathom telling me how I should feel or what I should do with regards to her murderer (and I hope that is the case for you, though as an oppressed demographic, I fear that is frequently not the case). That kind of understanding isn't extended, albeit in fiction of course, to Katara.
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bbygirl-obi · 10 months
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Having one of your posts appear in Tumblr recommendations is the only time the dubious algorithm actually recommended something I DO like.
Could you talk about Padme and empathy in aotc? I saw you comment on something in another post and I would love to know more
aww thank you SO much! and yes, i'd be happy to!
when i think about empathy with regards to padme amidala, i think of the four barriers to empathy, which i learned about in a course at the university of chicago called "nowhere lands: utopia, dystopia, and the afterlife of empire." we read the work of an australian philosopher called roman krznaric, who created a definition of empathy in an attempt to explain why people do or don't stand up against injustice (specifically with regards to revolutions against imperial regimes). the four barriers are both social and political: prejudice, authority, distance, and denial. i'd argue that every single one of these barriers is as work with regards to padme in this scene.
prejudice and authority both influence padme's ability to empathize with the tuskens. she is unfamiliar with tatooine and with the tuskens, and the people who are more familiar with them (anakin, cliegg, aka the authorities on tatooine culture compared to her) describe them in very prejudiced ways. this makes it easier to discount them as sentient beings. distance is also factor; padme has never had to interact with the tuskens, and she does not see the carnage and aftermath of anakin's massacre personally. this distance makes denial easier- the crime feels less tangible, so it is easier to shy away from acknowledging it, especially when acknowledging it would require her to confront feelings like guilt, fear, and horror.
it is so much simpler for padme to ignore the tuskens, a distant group of people whose suffering she never had to witness, and so much easier for her to acknowledge anakin, a friend whose distress is presented right before her eyes. she has empathy for anakin's pain, is likely grieving shmi's death herself to an extent, but she allows this empathy for someone she knows to override empathy for the entire tusken village, specifically because she does not know them. she holds more empathy for anakin than she does for the multiple innocent children--and likely also infants--that died at anakin's hands. because it allows her to maintain her current worldview, and her affection for anakin, and it absolves her of any moral responsibility without leaving behind any uncomfortable feelings like guilt. every single barrier to empathy makes it easier and more comfortable for padme to ignore the tuskens' suffering and death. and so that's exactly what she does.
it's very interesting to me that padme's reaction to anakin is almost entirely about herself, not about him. she wants to maintain her own comfort. she wants to preserve her affection and respect for anakin rather than challenging her opinion of him. she likes his friendship, she likes how he makes her feel, and she doesn't want to risk losing it by angering him (disagreeing with him or reporting him to the jedi). it is easier to partake in anakin's racism towards indigenous occupants of a planet than it is to acknowledge that her friend is a prejudiced murderer and that she is party to a massacre. she wants to acknowledge her own grief for shmi and for her friend, while disregarding the pain and grief of those who were hurt because of it. she wants to absolve herself of any guilt related to her own role in facilitating anakin's return to tatooine. (her own attraction to anakin is also more about herself- her girlhood, her lack of identity, her obligation to be selfless in every aspect of her life- than it is about him. but that's a separate essay!)
this scene in attack of the clones is a fascinating juxtaposition to padme's role throughout the rest of the prequels as a proponent of democracy and of justice. and it's so incredibly realistic. padme will fight for ideals; she will fight for the nebulous ideals of democracy and freedom and peace, and she will fight for her planet of naboo. and when she does, the benefit to the galaxy as a whole is massive. there is absolutely no denying that padme's career was a tremendous force for good overall. but attack of the clones shows the limits of padme's empathy and righteousness, and that limit is with anakin in particular.
we spend a lot of time in this fandom discussing how anakin consistently puts padme above the greater good, but this is a striking example of padme doing the exact same thing. it proves that even the most striven, empathetic proponents of justice have limits to both empathy and justice that are selfish and very human. and it raises excellent questions about how to weigh the good someone does with regards to the harm they are willing to condone.
idk padme is just so fascinating and i wish i could crack open her brain and study it in a petri dish. she embodies so many amazing parallels to both the blessings and inevitable pitfalls of real-world activism and justice.
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tuskenraidermemes · 1 year
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begging for more a'sharad content in these trying times
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Uhh ahem sure yeah 😳
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pedropascalsblog · 2 months
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I just saw your post how you’re taking reqs omg I hope this catches ur attention!!
I always see dark! Raider Joel and I love it….
What about raider! Joel where he’s about to steal readers stuff from a small camp that her and her grimey bf have and the bf is mean af to reader and Joel becomes obsessed with her and he lures the bf out to kill him ao he can have reader to himself. And she sees him as his big saviour cause “someone or something” killed her bf.
Basically Joel playing saviour to her. Like reader can’t use a weapon. “You’re lucky I was here to save you” toxic ass trope 😭😭😭😭💗💗💗💗
Omg! I love this idea!!! I’ll post it tonight! 😮‍💨❤️
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mcflymemes · 1 year
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PROMPTS FROM RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK *  assorted dialogue from the 1981 film
you have no time!
i killed him. he was of no use to us.
they're digging in the wrong place.
i've looked everywhere.
i don't know. i'm making this up as i go.
i always knew some day you'd come walking back through my door.
okay, stand back.
what are you trying to do, scare me?
you sound like my mother.
now, what shall we talk about?
it's not the years, honey, it's the mileage.
why don't you sit down? you'll be more comfortable.
she's of no use to us.
you can't do this to me!
it would take only a nudge to make you like me.
you are in no position to ask for anything.
do you still have it?
snakes. why'd it have to be snakes?
i'm so pleased you're not dead!
i never meant to hurt you.
obviously we've come to the right men.
what ever are you doing in such a nasty place?
i grew up on this.
i don't believe in magic.
you could warn them.
i hate snakes! i hate 'em!
i can only say sorry so many times!
now you're getting nasty.
what do you want?
must have slipped my mind.
shoot them. shoot them both.
i was in love.
the poison is still fresh.
stay here.
he said you were a bum.
it was wrong and you knew it.
nobody knows where or when.
we were friends once, but we had a bit of a falling out, i'm afraid.
i've heard a lot about you.
here, take this!
why, are you willing to offer more?
i don't know what kind of people you're used to dealing with, but nobody tells me what to do in my place.
leave me alone. go away.
the bar's closed.
don't look at it. no matter what happens.
you knew what you were doing.
we see there is nothing you can possess which i cannot take away.
you chose the wrong friends.
there's a picture of it right here.
boy, you're something!
your appearance is exactly the way i imagined.
they're following us.
we've heard a lot about you.
i want plenty of protection.
i'm afraid we must be going now.
they don't know what they've got there.
wait, wait! i can be reasonable!
at least you haven't forgotten how to show a lady a good time.
i'll tell you everything.
these guys don't care if we kill each other.
you like her too much, i think.
you and i are very much alike.
perhaps we'll meet again under better circumstances.
if they knew we were here, they would have killed us already.
this is history. do as you will.
we never seem to get a break, do we?
let me show you what i'm used to.
why don't you come on down here and i'll show you!
don't be such a baby.
there is something that troubles me.
i almost regret it.
not a very private place for a murder.
i made no promises!
i am surprised to find you squeamish.
hey, what happened? you don't look very happy.
where'd you get that?
let us hurry. there is nothing to fear here.
i see your taste in friends remains consistent.
your persistence surprises even me.
you're all the same.
let's go see him together.
i oughta kill you right now.
they're not going to interfere in our business.
surely you don't think you can escape from this island?
what's this here?
i have the perfect man for this kind of work.
we are quite comfortable up here.
come on. i'll buy you a drink.
i've got nothing better to do.
a friend of yours?
please sit down before you fall down.
i don't need a nurse. i just want to sleep.
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sunstonespark · 9 months
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making a blorb sheet is like.. literally the most self indulgent thing and uhm here it is uwu
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