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i just love this little moment. imagine being judged this hard by these bisexuals. what the fuck have you done to piss them off so much?? i'm scared for you and of you
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#run for your safety#bi nancy wheeler#bi steve harrington#nancy wheeler#steve harrington#stranger things#bisexuality#natalia dyer#joe keery#nancy and steve#stancy#platonic stancy#the fruity four#but only half of the fruity four#stranger things memes
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Taking a Chance
I want more TaliaxDanny stuff so how about this AU. Its mostly HEAVILY hinted though.
[Side note: Danny is in his 20s, maybe mid 20s btw, also enjoy my actual writing style, haven't done this in a while besides some small snippets I write]
Talia discovers the future plans Ra's has for her baby, her heir, her child. She is hurt and enraged because "How dare he! How dare he raise my son to be a sacrificial lamb just to extend his own life!" And the fact he had no plans to truly step down from being the Demon Head. (Basically the timeline where Ra's planned to overtake Damain's body)
-x-x-
Talia stared, her green eyes almost glowing toward the sleeping form of her son on her bed. Her eyes roamed his tiny face, the way he lightly dozed the day away unknowingly of the danger that had set in stone for him. Yes, being not just her son but the son of the Bat and the grandson of the Demon Head he was always going to be in danger but never had she really thought the danger would come from the very person who just declared him his heir. At least not in the way its been presented.
Talia had just discovered the fate her father, Ra's al Ghul, the same man that had held Damian not even a day ago and spoke of the future he could see Damian bring to the League once he was of age and would lead it, had actually planned for her son.
He planned on using her son, raising him to be the perfect heir.... to... to...
Use him as a vessel in the end.
He planned to leave his old decaying body, a body that was beginning to no longer respond to the Lazarus Pits as of late, and basically jump ship to a younger and better body...
The body of her son. The son she created and craved to have and raise. The son she made with her beloved's blood running in his veins.
Despite how enraged she is' Talia knows she can't confront her father. He would kill her... no he would torture her by hurting her baby to the point death would be a mercy if she tried. She also knows she can't go running to Bruce, she had burned the bridge to him ages ago when she refused to leave her father and his teachings and knows he would rip Damian away from her should she tell him what she did. He would, under the guise of protecting their child gain sole custody from Talia, set up next to nothing visitation rights for her to follow. He would say it would be to protect Damian from Ra's but Talia knows Bruce, knows he would use it as a half-excuse just to keep her away... but Talia wants to be in her child's life. Wants to raise him. Wants to be his mother, despite knowing next to nothing on how to be an actual normal mother, she wanted to try. She needed to try.
Running away was also out of the question, especially since Damian had been declared her father 'heir'. He would hunt them down and there was no where in this world she could hide that her father could not find them...
And-
Talia barely gives any warning when she flings the knife behind her. She waited for only a second, either to hear the ting of metal being blocked or the sound of it burying itself onto the wooden door she knew was in its pathway.
Instead she heard neither of those things and instead heard the ticking of a grandfather clock and a deep chuckle.
"As expected from the daughter of the Demon. Sharp and deadly with no hesitation in sight."
"Who are you." It was not a question but a demand. She slowly turned her head and was meet with an odd sight that even the daughter of the Demon has never seen before.
"At most.. an ally to have. At worst, merely a passing stranger with an offer."
The ticking never stopped.
Everything else outside the room though did.
-x-x-
Danny stared, his currently green eyes burning even more brightly than they normally do. Many emotions passed through them, anger, frustration, pain, sadness, regret, heartbreak, and hopelessness to name a few.
He stared at the tiny sleeping face within the healing pod in front of him and closed his eyes as memories of spending time with the one sleeping filled his mind.
"My King." A voice began, Danny's sharp pointed ears twitch for a moment and he turned his head slightly but it was all the speaker needed to know that they had his attention even if he didn't give them his full attention.
"I bring the updated reports from Chief Frostbite you requested." The young yeti ghost said, this had Danny finally turning around and looking upwards and towards the young yeti, who was smaller than Frostbite but none the less bigger than Danny. Danny held his hand out and took the stack of papers in their hands.
Once the papers were in his hands he gave a curt wave of his fingers as if to say 'go on' without actually saying the words and turned his attention to the words on the papers. The young yeti, Icewinds took the signal and began.
"Princess Danielle's core has remained the same since the last check up. No major sign of deteriorating or destabilizing... However that also means there have been no signs of improvement or healing as well..." Icewinds stopped for a moment, allowing their King to register the words being spoken "We will continue to monitor her as best as we can but... My King..."
Icewinds took a deep breath and delivered the news everyone already knew "Without a female donor to complete her Ecto-DNA, should the Princess suffers from another Fading even a minor one, I fear it might be too much for her core and with her current body form it will not be able to withstand the stress... I'm truly sorry My King."
The room fell silent, the only real sounds being the monitors in the room and sound of rustling papers in Danny's hands, who was staring blankly at the words written on them but not really taking them in.
After a moment, Icewinds shifting uncomfortably for a second, Danny spoke his voice raw but strong and firm "I understand. Please inform Frostbite I am... grateful for his, yours, and everyone's continued support and everything everyone's has done to help her... If you do not mind Icewinds, I would... Like to be alone for a while and think... For a moment."
"O-Of course My King." And with that Icewinds left the room, Danny barely taking not of the door closing and his enhanced hearing picking up the hushed soft words being spoken to the Knights that stood outside the room of Danny's request of being left alone for a while.
Once the talking outside the room faded, Danny tilted his body and head back on the chair he had been sitting in for the last few days and allowed the papers he had his hands to fall out and onto the floor. Danny took in a shaky breath and closed his burning eyes as he tried to keep his core emotions in control, knowing if he lost control the Realms would echo him and would panic or worry his people.
And he couldn't deal with that. Not now.
"Clockwork, whatever timeline you are trying to set in motion, I hope it pans out soon." Danny rasped out as he tried his best to keep himself from falling apart. Losing Danielle, losing the girl that was his clone, his mirror, but also was like a sister... daughter sometimes would break him, harshly and deeply.
He knew his advisor and resident Timekeeper had something in the works, the way the aging spirit had looked at him before he left was telling when the news of Danielle's suffering from another Fading attack and Frostbite having to perform a Core Transform nearly last second, which in turn turned her into a baby from how close she was to fully Fading, had been delivered to Danny and the others.
But despite knowing Clockwork had a plan, Danny knew that smile he had before he had left. It had been Clockwork's 'Have hope, but even I am unsure.' smile, a rare one the Timekeeper would wear when even he didn't know which way the pendulum of chance would swing first.
So he did the only thing he could do for now, and that was to remain in the room with Danielle, keep her stabilized as best as he could with his own ectoplasim flowing, and wait to see if whatever Clockwork had planned would work out.
Waiting, even with all he's done in his life from becoming a Halfa, to defending his home and haunt, from fighting off insane Fruitloops to dismantling government bigots until there was nothing left of them, all the way to fighting a tyrannicidal Ghost King to the point Danny had won the crown by Trail by Combat thus taking up the mantle of Ghost King of the Infinite Realms since his seventeenth birthday and bringing the Infinite Realms into a new age of healing the broken crumbling lands and ruling over all justly but firmly, waiting was all he could do for Danielle.
And the waiting. The stress. Was agonizing.
Because what they needed was...
Was a miracle if Danny was to be honest. They needed a female, a donor in all sense of the words, to complete Danielle's incomplete Ecto-DNA, because of course that damned Fruitloop tried skipping steps in creating a clone of Danny and it was no wonder he had failed so many times with only Danielle the most stable of them all and given the fact she still wasn't was damning, but they couldn't just have any female donate their DNA to her.
No the DNA needed the donor to at least be limenal, thus turning the DNA into Ecto-DNA because Danielle was created to be a halfa... The only problem was that the person in question needed to be Jazz level of limenal Ecto-DNA as well.
Meaning that despite both Sam and Val offering their Ecto-DNA from the years of being exposed to the Realms and Ectoplasim theirs wasn't enough to work with Danielle's. Jazz's Ecto-DNA was off the table seeing as she was his sister and mixing it with Danielle's would just lead to problems.
No they needed someone who was born near or in ectoplasm, breathed it, ate or at least filtered it, grew with it for years like Jazz and Danny did, basically the person in question just needed one odd day of dying and returning to life at the same time to becoming a halfa levels of limenal. Only those high levels could complete and combined with Danielle's.
Which given the fact only Jazz had those levels, finding someone near those levels was like looking for needle in space, because forget the haystack.
"....You've returned." Was the only words Danny said when his ears caught the sound of a ticking clock suddenly in the room, his anxiety raising as both dread and a tiny slimmer of hope both slowly climb up in his emotions, knowing whatever answer Clockwork would give him would outweigh the other.
"On time, as always My King." His cryptic Timekeeper responded "I bring... a chance."
Those words were enough to snap Danny out of his chair, he quickly looked towards where Clockwork's voice had been coming from and floated. His eyes burning with determination for a moment before he caught sight of movement behind Clockwork.
Behind the ever changing being stood a breathtaking woman. Tall and proud from the way she held herself, she looked a few years older than him but Danny could sense she was far older her soul not really matching her body. She was lovely to look at no doubt but deadly, very deadly and that was something else Danny could sense after all he was the Ghost King.
And she wasn't alone for in her arms was a baby, roughly the same age that Danielle had been de-aged to as well.
Danny blinked at them when he noticed something.
She...
She was limenal.
Very limenal. Even more limenal than Jazz.
In fact both of them were.
"I would like you to meet Lady Talia al Ghul and her son Damian, My King." Clockwork said as he gave a tiny bow towards the woman who stepped forward, a frown on her face she took in Danny's features and her eyes darting towards Danielle's healing pod for a moment, Danny could see she was tensed and a little weary from no doubt everything so far.
".... Welcome Lady Talia to the Infinite Realms. I am King Phantom." Danny greeted, his many years of training with other royalties coming forward as second nature now, he wasn't some normal teen from the middle of the Mid-West after all. "Has Clockwork told you the reasoning as to why you have been... chosen?"
He honestly would put it past Clockwork to be cryptic about the reasoning, but he hoped he hadn't because Danny really didn't want to explain the importance of it all and why they needed to hurry. And judging by the roll of his eyes Clockwork knew what Danny had been meaning as well.
"Yes King Phantom" Talia spoke, her voice rich and silky that sent a tiny shiver up Danny's spine from the sound "You need my DNA to help heal your clone. Should it be successful however it will change her from being merely a clone to instead into becoming yours and mine daughter."
"Correct." Was Danny's response, short and to the point. He needed her answer now if they wanted to save even a fragment of Danielle's core.
The room fell silent again, each them of taking a moment to think.
But eventually Talia spoke. Her voice steady and strong.
"I will offer my aid to you and yours... But only if you swear to both me and my son that we will be given sanctuary from my father and any who dares harm us for the blood that runs in our veins."
Danny only had one answer to that as his eyes caught hers.
Because despite being the Ghost King Phantom nowadays. He had once been Danny Phantom whose core started as a protector spirit and could sense the honestly of needing safety in her words.
"Yes."
-x-x-
Clockwork watched and smiled at the two adults in the room as they continued to stare at each other.
He knew he had been cutting it close, waiting for Talia to be at the ends of ropes and needing a chance to finally leave her deadly and abusive father without the toxic strings attached her ex would tie around her under the guise of safety for their son.
Turning his attention away from the two as they began to speak terms, Clockwork cast his gaze towards an window in the room and stared out of it, smile still on his face as glimpses of the rare future he saw slowly rose up more frequently.
Danny and Talia slowly and surely working together to raise not just Danielle, or rather Ellie as they renamed her since she was no longer a clone of Danny, but also Damian together. Passing them off as twins to those outside the Realms or Amity Park.
Talia learning to release the toxic love she had towards Bruce Wayne, and understand if someone truly loved you for you, they would demand sudden change from the only way of life one knows. That since she was no longer the thumb of her father she could finally be free to be herself.
Danny learning that despite being crowned so early in his life, that the weight of the crown didn't need to be carried alone. Sure he had his friends and family but Danny needed someone, someone who understood the weight of the feeling of needing to wear it head held high. And who better to help teach that than the woman who had to carry the name Daughter of the Demon Head herself.
The two growing closer and closer. Until fondness changed and shifted into more. As they raised the two infants with laughter and joy and love.
Ellie getting a kiss from Talia on the forehead when she had a nightmare and seeked her mother out for comfort. Toddler Damian riding Cujo around the castle as he copied Fright Knight after watching him ride off, Danny floating right by him making sure he didn't fall off. Ellie learning how to fight not just from her mother but from her idol Pandora. Damian learning to identify the stars and their names from the man he saw, and later wished was, his father. Ellie and Damian building pillow forts in the library and reading all manners of stories to each other. Danny and Talia holding their tiny hands as they took them to their first day of school within Amity Park their joyful laughter bringing soft smiles on their parents faces.
Danny holding a crying Talia as she explained the things she had been taught and forced to learn by the orders of her father in the dead of night. Doing his best to calm her down as he had been taught by Jazz ages ago.
Talia standing tall and firm when the Observants tried to undermined a order, no a law Danny had set in motion that had upset the eyeballs badly. How she gathered evidence of their attempts to go against it and how they were nothing but traitors towards their King and couldn't weasel themselves out of it this time.
Clockwork smiled warmly when he caught sight of one more glimpse of this future timeline.
Talia dressed beautifully, a crown made of stars and black jewels on her head. Her son dancing with her as firm as he could but his little tongue peeking out of his mouth as he concentrated on his steps and was dressed like a tiny prince complete with a tiny crown of stars on his head as well, Talia's face held a tiny smile of love watching him try his hardest to dance correctly with her. Joyful squeals of laughter rang out as King Phantom twirled with Ellie, who was dressed like a true princess, in his arms.
Around them in the ballroom the citizens of Realms laughed, joyfully danced, sang, ate, or merely watched. For the first time in many, many years the Realms felt... Complete. Whole. Happy.
A true wonderful afterlife that all could enjoy.
Yes.
He knew waiting the last second was a long shot, for a chance that almost wasn't, but the future he saw was well worth it.
A good future. A balanced one. A happy afterlife one.
Now, all he had to do was wait for the seeds of this future to bloom.
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dp x dc#blue rambles#crossover#writing ideas#random idea#danny phantom dc#dpxdc#dcxdp#royal errors#taliaxdanny#Talia runs off with baby Damian#gets an offer from CW#you give your DNA to my King for his clone turned daughter#and you get freedom and safety from your insane father#and no strings attached like your ex#Danny and Talia kinda co-parent#mostly at first its Talia trying to be a mother to her 'daughter'#Danny didn't wanna overstep boundaries with Damian but does adore the grumpy baby#eventually their kinda co-parenting does turn into real co-parenting#Danny and Talia do grow close#and eventually give dating a shot#turns out very very well#Future Damian wishes Danny actually was his bio-dad when he learns his bio-dad is Batman#like cool and all but come on his step-dad is freaking King of the Infinite Realms#Bruce learns about Damian when his class takes a trip to Gotham#And Ellie gets kidnapped oh boy
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Okay. So. I see y'all are taking things a bit too literal.
My thoughts on the whole "Why did Jack think Felix did something to the kids" take I'm seeing a lot now:
First off, Jack was concerned about Felix's safety as well. You could tell from the tone of the voicemails. His first priority was his kids, though. He's not in the wrong for his focus being on his children instead of the adult who's supposed to be taking care of them.
Jack doesn't automatically assume Felix has "done something" to his kids. I don't think for one second that Jack actually thinks Felix did anything intentionally. His voicemails gave no indication of that. By the time he arrives at the house, he's scared and most likely has a gut feeling that something has happened. He knows his best friend. He knows if something has gone wrong, Felix will probably be too scared to confront him. That's why he's begging him to tell him.
Plus, he didn't jump to any conclusions, his kids have been gone for three hours well into the night since Jack said they were meant to be home. Any parent who actually gave a shit about their kids would begin to panic by then. No calls are being answered, and now he goes to the house seeing no one's there. He's desperate. He's rambling by that point because he's terrified. He even starts jumping to denial, trying to convince himself it must be some bad prank.
Just because he says "Felix if you did anything to those kids, I'll fucking kill you." Doesn't mean that he thinks Felix did something intentionally, its just how a scared parent would speak to the adult he trusted his children's safety with. "if you did anything" means if the kids got hurt under Felix's supervision, it's just Jack placing the blame on him, not him thinking Felix actually did something to them.
#i swear everytime yall start to notice something yall just run with it...#and regardless of everything i think jack's temper was very much kept in check. because! believe it or not!#he was also concerned about felix's safety!#fellas is it wrong for your kids as a priority to supercede your adult best friend who you trusted with their lives?#jesus y'all have yall ever had any human interaction in your life. any normal life experiences.#it doesn't matter if you're a kid atp this is just a blatant lack of social skills media literacy and life experience#twf#the walten files#felix kranken#jack walten#🥃.txt
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Do not talk to me, I'm not over the fact that Betty's existence really revolves around Simon.
They both love and care for each other, and grow obsessed when separated, but goddamn-
When he told their love story to Fionna, she asked him "So you got on the bus with her?" and he replied in surprise "Why would I-?"
Betty Grof's life revolved around Simon, before and after they started a relationship. Heck, even before they officially met.
She dropped everything to be with him, losing her sense of self in the relationship.
Simon loves her but he didn't (and still doesn't, debatably) have her wants and best interests in mind.
They could have gone on that trip together, she could have gone alone but they could've shared some time together on the bus and gone long distance for a while.
But they didn't.
They were both so enamored with each other and both lost themselves in different ways to their relationship.
They were doomed from the start.
#fionna and cake spoilers#fionna and cake#simon petrikov#betty grof#text#I am in shambles and I am not feeling well-#They both threw away their lives for each other but not in ways that the other wanted/was healthy for them in the long run#when they were doomed by the narrative and the narrative is co-dependency#Idk if it's a known fact or I'm just kinda seeing too much into smth. But Betty's full name sounds similar to Simons' last name to me#As I said; that last part could be me seeing too much into smth that was accidental.#When you sacrifice everything so your boywife can be safe only for him to risk all that safety to see you again (POV: You Are Betty Grof)#the “DO NOT SEPARATE”-couple bc if you do the world will be in trouble#I am just stewing here with my thoughts don't mind me
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Hey hey hey! Where’s that little Critter at? :DD
WAIT- WHO GAVE THEM A GUN?????
Artrade with @little--critter >:]]]
#Artrade#GUYS RUN RUN THEY HAVE A GUN!!!!#*SCRAMBLING FOR SAFETY*#She’s ready to cause some chaos 😈😈#I hope you like it bestie 🫶🫶 (I hope this makes your day better too <:] You deserve the funnies!! ❤️❤️❤️)
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safety first!
#garfs#garf leaves the house#garf on the run#garfield#garfield the cat#car#seatbelt#car safety#wear your seatbelt
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idk anything about pokemon but i love the girl whit her two special boys they are so Silly & Goofy
they are SO silly and goofy!! i care them so much
#anon i want you to know that this ask propelled me out of bed with the zoomies#its so funny bc before these three I Also Knew Nothing about pokemon#nimbasa trio#submas#elesa#ingo#emmet#pokemon#anyways. sometimes you are a world renown supermodel and ur two besties are silly train men#all three of you beat people up for a living. specifically in the city known to draw people who like to battle bc you're all battle freaks.#and all three of u have railways of some kind except while your two besties are normal people who run a mildly insane train station#you run an indoor roller coaster with no safety checks. and thats where you fight people. elesa is so funny guys i love her#and uh one of you goes missing at some point but lets not pay attention to that small detail#she has her two specialist boys and she loves them!!#pippart
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luocha aphrodisiacs. luocha somnophilia. luocha drugging. if u even care
#nat.txt#I think he’s so fucked up behind the veneer and that’s so sexy#hsr posting#not sfw text#dub con cw#drugging for ts#non con cw#u go out for a meal with the charming merchant and it tastes funny when you drink his wine#hands that aren’t yours send a text to your express crew friends or your family or your boss jing yuan#to assure them of your safety#you are vaguely aware of being half-carried through the streets#(why is it dark? why are you rolling around? surely you can’t be in the coffin)#vaguely aware of cool hands on heated skin#a yearning between your thighs#a murmur of comfort in a silken voice before hands tug at your clothes#green eyes glinting a whisper of a compliment palms running over bare skin and want piercing you to your bones#sigh#fucked up medics my beloved
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You prob won’t see this but hi! I follow you and your beautiful wife bc of your love for black women and life tips! I wanna share a story that happened yesterday where I was harassed in a gas station by an aggressive black male security guard and get nonblack poc feedback bc I no longer feel safe around black men and just curious to what advice or thoughts you have.
Last night I walked inside a pilot gas station to use the restroom where I wore a yellow camo track suit with the hood up bc I was cold. The security told me to take my hood down even tho there was no policy where I could see and followed me to the restroom door and called me out my name (I heard him thru the door), after I finished in the restroom I went to confront him at the register he was hiding behind where we got into a heated verbal exchange , I cussed him out amd I hurt his ego evidently bc he felt the need to follow me outside to escalate it but I outtalked him and got in my car. I never took my hood down. I went back in the gas station with a girlfriend for water after informing her of what happened where he then tried to make me remove my hood again and tried to encourage the women at the registers to refuse me service bc I wouldn’t remove my hood, we got into it again. He was aggressive, approached me slamming his hand on the counter, got loud, and sensitive bc I got the best of him twice verbally and in the end I still got the water and never took my hood down; the nice white lady at the register took my money from my friend who paid for it, the black woman at the register was a m@mmy. He nitpicked my outfit and physical appearance but ppl passing thru wore hoods and had pants hanging off their asses, tummy shirts, brought dogs in the store, but was never harassed like I was. I don’t have a problem following a policy but I won’t follow a policy when it’s enforced on me but no one else. So I called the police and they told me to file a complaint with corporate and see what I can do about it so I will be calling them in the morning. Did I mention the security tried to get me banned for trespassing just bc i didn’t back down and verbally whooped him?? LOLL!!! I’ll be carrying a switchblade from now on and learning to shoot a gun real soon!
Read my tags. I'm assuming you're a bw? It doesn't take all the hoodrat buffoonery Glocktavious displayed to ask someone to remove their hood. Talk to a lawyer, they'll help you go about prosecuting Dustavious the right way. So unprofessional. I hope this isn't a late response, I don't really check Tumblr lately or read every ask but yours grabbed my attention. You did the right thing! Always stand up for yourself. You're a savage for checking his ass. Never be afraid of a man, & keep a weapon on you. 👏👏👏👏Insecure, pussy "men" pick fights with women, they think being aggressive & loud intimidates you & they never prepare for a strong retort that shuts their shit down. My completely honest & straightforward unfiltered pov: We need to address the fact that the bullying of bw is a problematic behavior that is perpetuated by bm primarily (not all, but atp it's so common it might as well be). You'd be better off opening up your dating options to men outside of your race, tbh. (Be very selective & careful when itrl dating). Non-bm build their communities & protect their women. [Redacted] That's why I don't understand why some ww leave wm, who have privilege & power, for bm, who 9/10 don't have anything to offer except dick, kids & struggle love. Even when bm manage to have success it doesn't change their crusty ass mentality. I recently learned that a bw is killed by a bm every six hours. [Redacted] Bm are the only race of men who publicly bash, degrade & bully their race of women while praising, fetishizing & worshipping non-bw. But you can't expect men who hate themselves to love or value you. I see the bs bw have to deal with daily & it saddens me. I feel like they target bw cause they think it'll make them men & acceptable in the eyes of wm, it's embarrassing. [Redacted] I can't imagine treating my baby like that. [Redacted] I'll never post or reblog a "this is a safe space for everyone" post. It's not. I don't post for them. I don't want racists/colorists in my space where bw & woc tell me that they feel safe, seen & protected. I gatekeep my blog so that you're safe expressing your feelings here. I thought it was obvious since I never acknowledge bm but it needs to be said. I 100% agree with the bw advising bw to choose higher quality men. You should watch Cynthia G & Paris Milan on YouTube & other black women who cover domestic & racial topics, it's very educational & insightful, they offer a lot of perspective & I agree with so many points they make. [Redacted] The best advice I can give you is to run & never look back. Good luck. ❤️
#you can sue him personally for discrimination & verbal harassment & file a complaint with corporate#If you're banned from the store then you can have the cops get his information & press charges#once corporate finds out about the incident he'll more than likely lose his job#Make sure to stress that he intentionally embarrassed you by making a scene followed you to the bathroom & outside of the store in attempt#to escalate the situation he was highly aggressive & approached you & that you felt scared for your safety which caused emotional distress#those are super important details & ultimately where he fucked up#& if you're able to write down the date/time this occurred & have the camera footage obtained by police & your friends as witnesses#it'll help your case#The moment someone loses their cool & lowers themself even lower than they already are you already won#As you go through life the more jackasses you'll encounter & you'll become so immune that shit won't even anger you the way it used to#Speaking from experience#I don't see him living long cause losers who fuck with people & think being loud & ghetto gives them an upper hand never live a long life#toxic masculinity is a fear of strong women masked by a fraudulent superiority complex#he's corny asf if the only thing he could think to call you was ugly like what guy doesn't automatically run to that as an insult?#They even use it when they get rejected it's always that or 'bitch' cause they're sooo original#they're tiring#long post#ask
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hey if anyone didn’t already know how much of a joke the biden administration is, vp kamala harris had an event in las vegas on january 27th where 2 women wearing hijabs were denied entry solely on the basis they were wearing hijabs despite the fact that they registered, were invited, and were given wristbands to go into the event. one of the women straight up asked if it was because of their hijabs and the (white) man just said “i’m sorry.” in response. a literal joke.
i think it’s also interesting to highlight how the women asked if the man was a part of the LGTBQ+ community and if he was happy with himself for this, and honestly i think this situation represents the ridiculousness of pinkwashing and western white queers’ support for israel. yall will throw black and brown bodies under the bus if it means you can be “safe” and it shows.
video on twitter here, and the videos + photo proof of their invites as of now are on Nevadans for Palestinian Liberation’s instagram
#fuck your vote blue no matter who#fuck all of you who will allow palestinians to die and let racism run rampant#fuck all of you white queers that pander to fascists bc you feel more entitled to safety#and fuck israel and fuck zionists and all their supporters#free palestine
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I kinda hate how Cirie's demise has exposed how comp dependent BB has become. Like yeah we been knew, but it’s like… you don't need to do all this song and dance on Survivor. But because a single person has the power to control the fate of everyone in the house week to week, it requires players to cover themselves on all sides, resulting in the post-16 meta of a huge onion alliance to maximize one's chances of not hitting the block any given week. There's no need for that in Survivor; the only person an immunity winner can impact is themselves, so the rest of the tribe isn't forced to play around the whims of a single person. And with the comps themselves becoming increasingly physical over the years, somehow this glorified summer camp is more dependent on physical fitness than the game that starves people on an island for a month and a half.
#bb25#like am i making sense?#bb allows players to wield raw power in a way one cant on survivor#and this raw power comes from winning comps#you have to align yourself with people in order to not have that power used against you#and then not do anything to piss them off#j*ckson m*chie created his ideal endgame by trading comp wins with his showmance#an immunity run in survivor only guarantees your own safety#yes the professors self cannibalized but that's exactly because they didn't trust their comp winners not to turn on them#the whole leftovers thing with hisam and red's connection with cam#7ds was formed at least in part to cover cirie/izzy/felicia in the event matt or jag won an hoh#okay sure yeah say im making excuses but i hope im making sense#eta: i see that there's a bsb meeting rn and thats what i mean#cirie could pull off a miracle and here and it simply wouldnt matter if even one person stays anti cirie and that person wins hoh#blah blah social game but there's a hell of a lot less room to maneuver if you're up against only one other person
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Soul being a cat to start your day 😌
#the magic of aus is that you can make the characters be whatever you like#and Grimm made the mistake of letting me make Soul into a giant smelly cat#now don't get me wrong#Soul in our AU is still a deeply serious portrayal of collapsing under trauma and becoming like who hurt you#(or something like that idk our stories are intentionally interpretable)#but idc Soul is a cat in our AU#his tail wags when he's about to pounce on someone#and when someone over two metres tall (6'5+) jumps on you#kneel and pray for safety as if a biblically accurate angel has come to your house with an eviction notice#and to tell you your health insurance is running out in a week#anywho I'm rambling#time for the actual tags#chonny jash#chonnys charming chaos compendium#untitled chonny jash au#chonny jash soul#cj soul#cccc soul#cccc
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To add to my last post:
I’ve seen a lot of people, some on tumblr but mostly on TikTok, saying we need to limit what’s on AO3 and other fanfiction websites. Now most of these people are new to fandom space or just don’t know how the AO3 tagging system works. But understand with fanfiction it is all or nothing. If we start restricting things, everything can be restricted. This includes the entire sites we read fanfiction on. And with the way queer people are being treated in the states right now, it is very likely if actual restrictions started queer people would be the next group on the docket.
You are responsible for your internet and social media experience. If you don’t like something exclude it in the search. Block creators. Block tags. BLOCK EVERYTHING! Tumblr and AO3 both allow you to so do it! I got things I don’t wanna see blocked! I have creators I don’t agree with or don’t like blocked! And remember, a head canon, is the canon in YOUR head. You can’t enforce your own opinions on media onto other people.
Stop trying to enforce your morality, your headcanons, and your ideal media experience onto everyone else.
#one day you will run into someone who will hate your views on a piece of media and then what#if everyone tries to make their own views laws#IN FANDOM SPACES THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT#STOP KOSA#stop kids online safety act#and stop enabling these bills to happen
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[attaches my izzy hands apologist pin to my vest] kind of fucked up that some find izzy Irredeemable when we have seen him do next to nothing violent or even particularly mean, whereas we know ed made fang shoot his dog and then shrugged at him while he cried about it and also, apparently, regularly forces people into autocannibalism for the smallest of transgressions. which is not hate towards ed! he is a pirate and this is typical pirate behavior, and if ed wasn't prone to violent behavior then that would make his path towards self acceptance and kindness weigh less than it does. but it does seem as if izzy has only ever been the enforcer of blackbeard-slash-ed's Rules and Regulations, and while ed seems happy to abandon all that and turn a new leaf because he fell in love, izzy is left with the harrowing memories of what he has done For Blackbeard, in blackbeard's name, and wondering what the fuck happened.
#our flag means death#izzy hands#like. imagine you are a pirate and yr captain says to you. hey. i need you to kill for me.#and i need you to stand witness to all the horrible things i will do to maintain my status and power#because that translates to (relative) safety and wages for you & all the men under you.#and i need you to enforce my rules - which means execution if necessary. and it often will be.#and you say ... okay. because he's your captain and you're loyal to him above all else.#(and how rare is that? in a culture of mutiny and dog eat dog. a captain who's worth the weight of being loyal to him.)#(a captain so respected and feared that all other ships tuck tail and run at the sight of his flag.)#so you kill for him. and sacrifice your men for him. and when he says to burn a ship full of sailors you burn that ship full of sailors#and watch to make sure there are no survivors.#& then one day ... he decides he doesn't want to do that anymore. he's not into the killing and the torturing and the#overwhelming violence that pirating often requires.#and so you're left standing there thinking. okay. but what about all the killing i did for you? did that mean nothing?#what am i supposed to do with all of this blood on my hands?#on both of our hands?#but you're not allowed to mention that. it's impolite to do so in the face of your captain's new lifestyle#full of people who have never had to bury their sense of morality in order to survive another day.#they might get squeamish. they might think poorly of him. of you.
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