#these fake journal pages will be the death of me | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

multi-fandomfuckboy · 2 years

Text

Stranger Than Fiction

Part 3: Foundations

Billy Hargrove x Reader (Slowburn)

Part 1, ...(Masterlist)... Part 4

A/N: Another day another chapter!! I am really knocking them out!! I hope you guys are enjoying the sweet sweet slow burn. We are building a little foundation between Billy and reader in this chapter.

Word Count: 1,697

Warnings: Swearing

In the weeks following your first encounter, you would see Billy around more often. You would see his car parked in various places around town while you were out walking. You noticed that while most of the time he was alone, he would sometimes be with an older man.

More often than not you would see his car speeding past you on the roads around Hawkins, always driving at an unreasonably fast speed. You could hear his loud engine and blasting music from a mile away. Since that day, you had become more aware of letting your mind wander when you were out walking. Not wanting a repeat of your near death experience. He wouldn’t speak to you again until nearly a week after you first met. It was a short conversation, no less hostile than the first.

Sitting under the shade of a large oak tree near the edge of Hawkin’s small town centre, you wrote in your journal. The words flowed across the lined pages, slowly painting the dark picture in your mind. The writing starkly contrasted with the light summer atmosphere surrounding you. While kids laughed, enjoying the sunshine in the park across from you, the story on your page depicted them cowering from demonic forces.

In the story you were currently working on, the haunting creature had become the manifestation of evil, stalking the children. Picking them off one by one.

You are fully engrossed in your writing when a strong kick to the bench you’re sitting on startles you. Your wide eyes look up to see a familiar predatory grin.

Billy.

“You really need to pay more attention.” He chides, looking down at you. His foot is still resting next to you on the bench where he had kicked it. He looks similar to the first time you had seen him. He was wearing a different t-shirt, but otherwise he looked the same.

Your heart is still racing in your chest, but you meet his gaze evenly.

“I, personally, think that you need to pay less attention…” Your hand swiftly shoves his leather boot off the bench. He stumbles for a split second, but quickly stands upright. “To me, specifically.” you finish, turning your gaze back to your journal.

He seems to take your response as some type of challenge because he takes a seat next to you. He’s sitting far closer than you would like but not sitting close enough to actually touch you. You can smell his cologne when he lifts his arm to rest behind your shoulders on the back of the bench. He smelt musky, like the wet earth after a storm.

“How can I not pay attention to a body like yours” He purrs, looking you up and down. His tone would normally sound smooth but to you it sounded unbearably fake. You roll your eyes at the blatant attempt at flattery.

“Oh please! Is that what passes for a pick-up line in California?” you ask, looking up to him, exasperated. “Tell me, champ, how often does that work?” His gaze remains steady on yours as he shrugs his shoulders, leaning in slightly closer.

“You’d be surprised.” He replies smirking, sending you a quick wink. You are struck for a moment. He is very handsome when you aren’t taking into account his obvious knowledge of that fact.

“Oh trust me, I’m surprised. Surprised you feel no shame about how corny this all is.” you reply smoothly. His brows begin to draw together, eyes narrowing on you as he realises his flirtations are getting him nowhere. The tense lines settle back into his face.

“If I were you, I would take the compliments where you can get them.” he bites spitefully.

“Impressive! Compliment me in one line, insult me in the next. I’m now surprised you don't have whiplash!” You shoot back. You think you can see a crack in his carefully constructed mask with the flex in the muscle of his jaw. You were getting to him.

“It comes with practice.” he responds, schooling his expression. You narrow your eyes trying to figure out exactly why he is talking to you. Finding nothing in his sharp features, you turn back to your writing. The train of thought you had been running with had been effectively derailed by Billy’s appearance. You try to ignore his presence next to you, reading over the last paragraph you had written, hoping to jumpstart your pen.

“How’d you know I was from California?” Billy’s voice once again disrupts your thoughts. You reply as if it were the simplest thing in the world, keeping your eyes on your page.

“It’s on your tags. I made an intuitive leap.” you explain. You hear him hum in response. There is another moment of silence. Thinking the conversation was finished you tried to gather your thoughts again.

“I’ve seen you walking a lot.” His voice cuts in. Sighing, frustrated, you close your journal with a snap. There was no way you were going to get any more writing done with him here.

“And you’re about to see it again.” You say, shoving your journal back in your bag and standing up. Billy moves to stand, quickly following after you. You begin walking back into town, planning on taking the long way back to your house. Billy walks along, one step behind you, his long legs easily keeping up with you.

“I’m just curious about where exactly you're always walking to.” Billy tries again, craning his neck to try and see your face as you continue striding forward.

“It’s this interesting place called “None-ya”. As in, “none of your business”.” You respond terse, your grip tightening on the straps of your bag.

“Just thought you might know something interesting to do in this shithole of a town.” Billy comments, glancing contemptuously at the small shop fronts around you.

The insult to your home town stung slightly. You grew up here. A lot of terrible things may have happened to you here, but also some of the greatest. This is where you met Barb and Nancy. Where the three of you spent your weekends at the theatre or shopping in the square.

You stop on your heels, Billy nearly running into your back. Turning, you face him directly, your eyes meeting his surprised gaze. Despite being shorter than him, you tried to stand tall.

“If you’re so dead set on hating this place, all you are ever going to feel is angry.” you say firmly. “If I were you, I would try to find the good in it… no matter how small it may be.” you continue. His face remains set in stone, one eyebrow slightly quirked as his eyes study your face. You're not sure why you said it. Maybe it was more for yourself than for him. You had spent a lot of time dwelling on the darkness inside of yourself. Sometimes it was hard for you to see the good still left in the world.

Billy remains silent, his eyes on yours, like he was searching for something there. Standing this close to him you could see the little flecks of green in the blue of his eyes. Once again, you are reminded of the ocean.

“Billy!” A male voice thunders. Turning, you see a man across the street carrying supplies out of the hardware store. “Get your ass over here and help me!” he yells, adjusting his hold on the bags in his arms. You hear Billy exhale sharply, glancing at him you see the muscle in his jaw flex again. You can't be sure, but you think he seems more tense than he was a moment ago.

“Whatever, loca.” He mumbles, taking a step away. “I’ll see you around. '' he adds before jogging across the street to help the man. You assume it’s his father based on the resemblance. It’s slight, but you can see it.

You watch as Billy takes one of the bags, his father saying something to him. You couldn’t make out the words but he looked angry, talking down to Billy as they loaded the bags into the trunk. Billy keeps his head down, but the tension in his frame is unmistakable.

You suddenly become uncomfortable watching the interaction. They were strangers and you had no previous knowledge of their relationship dynamic. It wasn’t your place.

After that day, you did in fact see Billy more. Almost everyday on your walks you came across him. Most of the time he would see you walking along the side of the road and would slow down enough to speak to you out of the window as he cruised next to you. They were never particularly long interactions. He would always ask you where you were heading and you would tell him the general vicinity of where you were heading or sometimes you would tell him you weren’t sure yet.

Once or twice he asked you for directions or what store he could find certain supplies in. Through the short conversations you were able to deduce that he was here with his father looking for a place to live.

He never spoke to you when his father was with him. You could always tell because when you would hear his car approaching it wouldn't slow next to you, instead it would cruise by at a speed more reasonable that you would normally see Billy driving. Or if you were passing through town he would meet your eyes for only an instant before turning his gaze away. Sometimes he would outright ignore you if you passed the two of them on the street.

It didn't bother you. If anything, it made you curious. Everything about Billy was loud. The car, the music, the hair, the conversations. It was all chaos. But when his father was around it was like someone threw a thick blanket over a boom box, smothering the noise. It was interesting to see, if not a little unsettling.

The two of you would continue like this for the next three weeks. Then in the last week of August you had a conversation that would change the way you saw Billy.

Part 1, ...(Masterlist)... Part 4

A/N: I hope you guys are enjoying the story! Leave a like and a comment! I have the next part already written just need to type it up.

Tag-list: @official-starcourt-mall @lem0ns77 @bethii1 @wysteria-arts

619 notes · View notes

journalsouppe · 6 days

Text

APOLLO JUSTICE!!!!! AHHHHHH!!!! What i would literally give to have a true AA4 sequel. I wholeheartedly believe if Yamazaki's team could ignore aa4 canon to make 5 & 6 then Shu Takumi should absolutely be allowed to ignore any 5&6 canon to make an aa4 sequel. I'm dying out here pleaseeeeee

The Phoenix sticker is from Peachcott. The Klavier sticker is from Ayabit from the Turnabout Cinema zine. The Apollo and Trucy stickers are from astarsor.

Writing typed below!

rating: 9.8 played: Fa 2023 port: 3DS favorite? Y replayable: Y recommend? Y series: Ace Attorney

Comments

THE JUDGE PAINTING

apollo's such a dork <3

ooo i like the perceive function

i love the music

DONT SAY THAT TRUCY T_T

there's so much going on in this investigation

wow i love how uneasy i feel even after the trial ended

LMAO I FORGOT ABOUT THE PHOENIX SEX PHOTO

i dont think y'all want your panties back...

klav's a bill and ted fan i see lol

LOVE mr eldoon's design 10/10

klapollo meet cute moment LMAO

oops ^^; i accidentally wrote a 600 word essay about the first case

i like how apollo cried over trucy

IT'S JUSTICE TIME??? T^T

i like klavier's hands a normal amount

alita must have some dirty fucking feet

the animations are so smooth

apollo being jealous of klavier at the concert and thinking he's cool LMAO

apollo is WHIPPED

trucy is KILLING it in court, she really is nick's daughter

klavier's shoe print *skull emoji*

out of pocket shiny forehead comment LMAO

lamiroir has similar vocal tones as malon!

THE PENIS FIRE AND KLAV PUTTING IT OUT IN THE BKGD

the smile and hair twirl klavier LMAO

why am i doing this music recording thing T^T

i dont like looking at daryan T_T

letouse kazuma moment lmao

capcom loves the face down death with writing on the ground huh LMAO

wtf is the judge talking about

i love all these scientific tests with ema! :)

i love the snackoos SFX

klav does not miss an opportunity to take a short at apollo's big forehead LMAO

APOLLO YOU DUMBASS

faking blindness is crazy

I KNEW IT WOULD BE DARYAN'S VOICE

klav's office is so much more normal than edgeworth's

WAIT IS IT GRAMARYE AND NOT GRAYMAYRE??

THE ANIMALS??

i love apollo and lamiroir goofing on klav

similar tech opening to brc

WTF WAS THAT KRISTOPH JUMPSCARE T-T

LORD DADDY???

oh he's insufferable

HOLY SHIT THAT'S WHY VERA IS STARING AT KLAV??

"rip off" phoenix is so real for that

are they injecting magnifi with piss??

im curious why kristoph would do this to phoenix

he just left his daughter???

tf is going on

T^T THE KRISTOPH ZOOM IN

why does klav have that egg from dragon tales

apollo understands me with mascots

this is so gay omfg

daryan not liking trucy means he goes even more into the shit book than before

apollo the journaling king

the x-ray function is a really fun addition

BABY TRUCY

omg phoenix with out the ugly hd redraw

GUMSHOE

he said it!!! he said 'ace attorney' lmao

i love and hate that i have to present the journal page

why does the screen shake when mr misham speaks T_T

THAT SCAR IS FREAKY

siblings omgggg

Summary:

I love this game so much. I love it so much that I am heartbroken knowing that AA 5 & 6 butchers the story it setup and I'm considering not even playing them unless AA7 is announced. I love all the main characters so much, the whole story was so well built and I can def see the influence the story had on DGS. Apollo is such a good protagonist, he's relatable but also so unique. I love seeing his character progression in the game: a new attorney who is easily manipulated to a confident and determined attorney who trusts in his own judgement. I LOVED Klavier oh my god. I love how much he respects Apollo and although he doesn't hesitate to tease him, he doesn't bully or abuse Apollo in any way. They both have a mutual admiration and rivalry where they try to play as fairly as possible. Klav doesn't maliciously withhold or change evidence, but he does spend hours reviewing his arsenal and thinks of all the counter arguments the defense could bring up. I really like Apollo's ability, it continues the mystery and mysticism from the original trilogy but with new mechanics. I adore Trucy so much. She honestly might be my favorite AA character. She's determined, strong willed, and above all -- extremely silly. I couldn't of asked for a better character to be Phoenix's daughter. I also LOVE the sibling reveal at the end but gdi if only they actually figure it out T^T T^T. I think Apollo and Trucy's dynamic is probably my favorite Defense and assistant dynamic. This who game was so fun, I know 4-3 is not everyone's favorite and it is a little all over the place but I also enjoyed it and loved the premise. There's so much to say, I haven't even talked about Nick and Kris - what an incredible feud, what a genius development for Nick. I cannot recommend this game enough, I am so obsessed with it and cannot wait to make art <3 <3.

#journalsouppe #bullet journal #journal #video game journal #ace attorney #apollo justice #apollo justice ace attorney #aa4

17 notes · View notes

blossomgoff · 9 months

Text

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♡ Welcome to my page! ♡

This is my personal SFW Agere page, which mainly consists of: agere specific content, kawaii/cute things, babycore, kidcore, some pastel goth/spooky agere , lgbt+ stuff, mental health tips/positivity, recipes, Halloween, Marble hornets/ creepypasta, ACNH and other things I enjoy ♡

Please DNI if: racism, anti-LGBTQ+, rude ppl, bullying, f*scist ppl, NSFW littles/cg’s, MAPS/PEDOS, creeps, and ppl just like this^

If you aren’t any of the above then welcome! :3

♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡

Name:🔒

Age:🔒

Little age: 1-5 (varies :3)

Prns: she/her :3 but idm!

Nickname/short name:Koko

Sexuality: pansexual

Extra bit of info: I am neurodivergent so please be respectful of that (All have been medically diagnosed btw and I take medications for my disorders, I do not self diagnose!)💗

Boundaries (green=okay red=no):

S*xual comments, bullying/harassment, NSFW Agere, asking for name/age, venting w/o asking, asking/giving personal info, r*cism, h*m*ph*bia, abl*sm (aka any hate)

Reposting, spreading positivity, messaging me for advice/help/any overall support you need aslong or just to babble to me as you ask and are respectful :), suggestions, just using one pronoun, asking for my discord or Pinterest or Reddit, SFW agere, fellow littles and CG’s!!! :D

Pinterest: @ terrytheterrapin (main acc) @ blossomgoff (other acc)

Reddit: @ anonymousgoff

Favourite video games: ACNH, FNAF, roblox, Minecraft, Stardew Valley, hollow night, Call of Duty, Rayman legends, GTA 5, and more! :p

Likes: moomins, marble hornets, creepypasta, Sanrio, horror movies, Disney, lilo & stitch, stimboards, fidgets, sensory lights

Interests well big: Drawing, reading, writing, psychology, law, death metal music, nature, fantasy, different aesthetics, forests, horrors, MH, creepypasta, gothic genre, gaming, vintage things, organising, journaling, doing lepidopterist stuff, art, digital art, DIY, getting more piercings, crystals, baking, cooking, rainy days, Halloween/autumn, buying things for when I go in little space.

Intrests When Small: aquariums, zoos, drawing, small books, Nature, sensory lights, Disney, Star Wars, marvel, ACNH, Minecraft, Stuffies, forest walks, (some) bugs, crunchy leaves, climbing trees, campfires, rain and the rainbows after them, Animals, meteor showers, space.

Dislikes: Loud noises, the dark, over thinking, mentions of my father, anyone in my DNI list, the summer season, rude ppl, bullying, fake Caregivers, fake littles.

Please interact/target audience: Fellow littles!, cg’s, Sanrio lovers, gamers, age regressors, Age dreamers, Caregivers, Lgbtq+, basically anyone as long as you're not in my dni

MY LINKS:

worksheets

Agere journal

Questions!

Agere recipes

my emoji keys

My Nicknames/things u can call me

ID cards

23 notes · View notes

ogsherlockholmes · 9 months

Text

Sherlock Holmes and Hannibal: Characters and Roles

Before I begin, I want to state that this is all for fun. I have done as much research as possible, but it has been surprisingly difficult to find links between Sherlock Holmes and Hannibal which are not about BBCSherlock Holmes. This analysis is about the connections between ACD Sherlock Holmes and NBC Hannibal, mainly because I finished watching it a few weeks ago and could not stop thinking about the similarities. Please take all this as, again, ‘for fun’. I wish I was able to write a comprehensive analysis that could be published in a media journal, but I probably won’t be doing that today. Additionally, any ideas that I write I am not claiming as my own as I am unsure if someone else has written them before, so I apologise if I haven’t credited people who need to be credited. If this is the case, please tell me and I will credit them. This theory largely relies on Holmes/Watson being canon and partially on Sherlock, Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter being autistic or at least autistic-coded. If you do not agree with these concepts, you definitely will not agree with this one.

Warnings out the way, let’s begin.

It’s very important to establish some of the main frameworks of the theory before I start building on them. From what you’ve possibly understood from the title, this is about Characters and Roles, which are similar to mirrors and foils.

Firstly though, another term I will be using is fictional person, or FP for short, just to avoid the confusion with Character.

Characters are essentially the personality of a fictional person and the decisions they are likely to make. For example, the character of Sherlock Holmes is a person of great intelligence, but only in specific areas, has difficulty expressing emotions, perhaps an addiction of some kind, and is isolated and queer-coded and autistic-coded. Other fictional people may follow this character, but it isn't always exact. You could describe Dr House as a Sherlock character (I understand he is essentially an adaptation of Sherlock Holmes, but because he is technically ‘based’ on him, this still works).

A role is the storyline of a fictional person, meaning that the FP will follow similar events and will play similar parts. However, the character does not always fit the role, which I will explain in detail when I’ve gotten the framework out of the way. Sherlock Holmes’ role is to be the detective or problem solver, companion/partner to Watson (either the Watson character or the Watson role), and perhaps fake their death or resurrect in a metaphorical sense.

Bear with me if this is getting confusing.

Hopefully, I’ve managed to explain Characters and Roles so that it’s understandable, now onto the building.

During my research to find already established connections between Holmes and Lecter, I found a Reddit page from seven years ago about people viewing Will/Hannibal as Sherlock/Moriarty. Understandable, because it is from a period where both shows were very popular. Again, this is not about BBCSherlock, but it is unavoidable for it not to be mentioned. I’ll insert a link to an article that includes more about that.

Personally, I do not agree with the Reddit users of 2016 (that was a fun sentence to write) but instead I view Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter both as Holmes Characters. Surprisingly enough I did not see a lot of comparisons between Will Graham and Holmes but I did find a lot of fanfic about them which really wasn’t what I was looking for (no judgement).

Graham, to me, stood out as being a very strong Holmes Character. From his clear autistic coding (I do not care about what Hugh Dancy said or refuted, Will Graham is an autistic man) to his ability to map out crime scenes in his head, he seems to be very clearly inspired by him. Even Graham’s tendency to take medication whilst in crime scenes to help him calm down is reminiscent of Holmes’ drug addiction. You can easily comb through Hannibal and the Holmes canon to find all the similarities. Personally, I believe that the lack of connection between the FPs is due to the misunderstanding around Holmes’ character. Both characters are caring and want to help people, which is a feature Holmes is not always recognised for. I do want to make this clear again, however: Characters do not always fit Roles, which is why Will Graham is not an adaptation of Sherlock Holmes.

Moving on to Hannibal Lecter now, deemed the clear candidate to be a Holmes Character. To be perfectly honest, I found it more difficult to link Hannibal to Holmes, since the connections I did find were more about the adaptations of Holmes, rather than the actual Character. I will add (because why not embarrass myself) that all I got at first was the fact that their first and second names both contain the same amount of letters which, to be honest, is a very extreme coincidence. A more definitive argument is the usage of Mind Palaces. In the ACD canon, although not coined as a Mind Palace, Holmes explains how he uses one; this is a method of loci, used by many other people, including Hannibal. Hannibal in fact uses the term ‘Mind Palace’, rather than ‘memory palace’, which is more commonly used. This seems like a direct connection between both FPs. Adding to this, Hannibal is known to take personal pride in his appearance, similar to Holmes and is also shown to have an addiction of some kind (in Hannibal’s case, this is cannibalism, slightly different to doing drugs I suppose). Another point is Hannibal’s backstory turning him into ‘who he is’, a commonly discussed topic for Sherlockians on how Sherlock became Sherlock. Like Will Graham, you can rewatch the series and find all the similarities, but the argument is there: Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham are Holmes Characters.

If it wasn’t confusing enough, I’m about to confuse you even more.

We’ve now established who their Characters are, now let’s move on to Roles. Neither of them are Holmes Roles, reason being that Sherlock at no point pulls a Loki and falls in love with himself (This joke only makes sense if you’ve watched the Loki series but essentially Loki falls in love with another variant of himself). This couldn’t be even framed in a metaphorical way, where Holmes becomes so enamoured by his intelligence and solidarity that the chivalrous, caring side joins with it (that even confused me) as Holmes does not show a lot of love for himself. Adding to this, the relationship between Hannibal and Will is difficult to describe. In some way it’s possessive, it’s bringing out the worst in each other, it’s manipulative, it’s sexually motivated (these are not all my opinions, just what I understand others believe). If you were to argue that Will Graham was both a Watson Character and Role, which would leave Hannibal to take on the Role of Holmes, it still wouldn't make sense because Holmes and Watson’s relationship is defined by their love for each other as people, not as heroes.

In all fairness, it is a fair argument to view Graham with a Watson Role, which is what I am establishing for this theory. Graham does in fact love Lecter; this is an undisputed fact, clarified by the final series. It’s canon. Graham, like Watson, is amazed by the Holmes Character's skills and wants to find out more, which can sometimes be a mistake. He is brought into the world of crime through the Holmes Character and (this is not the strongest argument, but if you look at it as, if it wasn’t for Hannibal killing people, Jack Crawford likely wouldn't have asked for Graham’s help). In a way, this can work apart from two important details, the first being Will Graham’s Character. As a Holmes Character, this admiration is not always shown and can lead to disputes. He is intelligent, like the other Holmes Character, and equally as strong-willed, leading to Graham’s and Lecter’s disagreements.

The second reason why this does not work is due to Hannibal’s role: Moriarty. I will admit, I am taking a lot of guidance from BBCSherlock for this one, but it still involves the ACD canon. To understand this, you will need to understand the idea of Moriarty being obsessed with Holmes, in a way that he believes is love but clearly is not. I do want to highlight that this is a one-way relationship- I in no way shape or form believe that Holmes loves Moriarty, and I’m speaking for every adaptation I have seen. This is essential to know. Because there is no reason to suggest otherwise, this theory works for ACD canon: the idea that Moriarty has been waiting in the shadows for Holmes to find him, so that he can take the opportunity to mould him into his right-hand man. It is clear from the start that Hannibal wants to see the lengths Will would go and he often tests him to see if he can coerce him to kill or even become a cannibal like himself, which Hannibal is successful in. He even goes as far as framing Will Graham for murder, but instantly regrets it, which is where his Moriarty Role is replaced by his Holmes Character. He wants to see 'what will happen’ similar to how both Holmes and Moriarty are testing similar things. With Moriarty, these ‘things’ are more about actively killing people, rather than seeing if someone will confess, like Holmes.

Perhaps it might be easier to view Hannibal purely as just being Moriarty, and I do understand that view. But, the biggest factor which goes against this is the love Hannibal has for Will Graham. Will is still a Holmes Character, but his role is Watson to Hannibal’s Holmes Character. Unlike Moriarty, he genuinely does love him, which goes further past obsession. Hannibal is Will’s Moriarty, Will is Hannibal’s Holmes. This is why it doesn’t not fit the Character’s or the Roles exactly, because these two relationships could not exist within the ACD canon.

As mentioned before, Will and Hannibal’s relationship is largely seen as ‘obsessive’ which can in some ways be seen from both sides, but largely with Hannibal. Hannibal is instantly captivated by Will from the start, and this obsession continues. The reason why I stated that, within a Moriarty Role, it is important that this relationship is one-sided is due to Will Graham essentially rejecting Hannibal multiple times, the most pivotal being when Hannibal gave himself up due to Will Graham saying he doesn’t want to think about him. The Holmes Character is not in love with Moriarty, therefore Will Graham does not always want to be with the FP in the Moriarty Role. To counter this, Will Graham also plays the Watson Role, who does want to be with the FP with the Holmes Character. This adds the complexity to the relationship, and the complexity to this theory which is getting more and more confusing.

Finally, this idea is brought together in the final episode of Hannibal. Here, Graham has let go of his Watson Role, submitting to the Moriarty Role and becoming what the Moriarty Role wants him to be. In, what I believe, a direct homage to The Final Problem, both the Holmes Characters, along with the Moriarty Role, fall over the edge, like in the story. The main difference: they chose to go together. Perhaps Will let go of the Watson Role, but he didn’t let go of his love for Hannibal.

So, that's how I've connected Sherlock Holmes to NBC's Hannibal. If you disagree, that's fine, it isn't the strongest argument. If you are very confused, don't worry, so am I.

I am hoping to read the Hannibal books soon, so I might add on to this.

This is the link I mentioned.

#sherlock holmes #acd #acd canon #acd holmes #hannibal #will graham

13 notes · View notes

justsome-di · 10 months

Text

Nobody Ends Up Dead In a Bathtub, Everyone Keeps Their Organs: Chapter 22

Summary: Alex is an ordinary, highly-introverted office worker. He clocks in and out and goes home to his little apartment he shares with his younger sister. He hasn’t dated in years by the time his co-workers set him up on a blind date.

The only issue is he and his date are not on the same page. At all.

While Alex thinks it’s a normal date, Damián is under the impression Alex is a client who paid to be there. No-so-quickly, they realize something is up. It’s all a prank. Damián is a sex worker Alex’s co-workers hired as a sick joke.

After reassuring that they’re both okay, Alex decides he wants revenge for both him and Damián. The plan is to use the stigma of sex work and start a 6-week, scandalous fake dating scheme with a big finale at the office Halloween party. Alex’s co-workers will be too horrified to try to prank him again. At least, that’s the plan.

You can also read this on AO3. If you don’t want to wait for new chapters, the complete story is on Patreon for only $4 with bonus stories! If you’re enjoying the story and want to support me in other ways, consider dropping me a message in my inbox or reblogging this post!

Damián was true to his word. They arrived at Dorothy’s before there was a large crowd.

Alex could feel the music through the floor, up through his legs and into his chest. It made him slightly nauseous. His teeth rattled. He didn’t know a gay club would fill him with such sensory issues.

Damián took his hand and weaved them through the crowd. He shouted something at Alex which he couldn’t hear over the music blaring through the speakers.

Alex shook his head and shouted back, “What?”

“Do you want to get a drink?” Damián repeated, pointing behind him to the bar.

“Oh. Yeah. Sure.”

“What do you want?”

“What do people drink at clubs?”

Heavy bass started again with a new song seamlessly beginning a few seconds before the second one ended. Another widely-acclaimed gay anthem. Another song that made Alex walk a little off balance up the few stairs to the bar.

Damián got them close to the bartender. All of the seats were occupied by people at least 10 years younger than Alex. He began to wonder if he had missed out on something during his younger years. Maybe he had missed out on some major queer developmental stage because he hadn’t had any other gay people around him. No one besides his younger sister.

There was never anyone to talk to about how certain things worked. No one to ask where men met other men or what places other queer people liked to hang out. He couldn’t even ask anyone how gay sex worked, and his frame of reference only ever came from articles from gay journals and—though he knew it was totally inaccurate—porn.

He worried, as Damián handed him a whiskey sour, that he had missed his chance at being young and carefree. Sure, his 30s weren’t old. He wasn’t knocking at death’s door. But seeing the younger people surround him in rainbow tube tops and lace shirts, he felt there was never going to be a chance for him to experience that.

There had never been a group of 20-somethings that he had partied with and made dumb decisions only 20-somethings made. All Alex could do, with a little bitterness settling in his chest, was be with one other 30-something and make the dumb decisions 30-somethings made.

Damián led him towards the back of the club. The music was still loud, but it wasn’t deafening anymore. They slid into an empty booth together.

“I’m going to give you a second to chill,” Damián said. “And I usually don’t drink all that much, but I did open a tab. So, if you want anything else, let the bartender know it’ll be on my card.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! This is your first time out at a place like this! Let me take care of you!”

Everyone looked like they were having fun. Damián watched the people around them.

Damián reached out to lay his hand over Alex’s. He looked really nice. He did wear the promised crop top. It was tight and showed off the wonderful way his waist pulled in like a triangle.

He was gorgeous, who was Alex kidding? He was so beautiful, it made Alex’s heart ache.

Alex eventually felt the pleasant warmth of a buzz. He wouldn’t call himself tipsy, but he did definitely relax. Sometimes he felt like he was born with tension in his shoulders, like his the stress there rivaled Atlas’. But it was all gone then. And maybe it was because of the drink or maybe it was because Damián was rubbing his thumb over his knuckles.

“Want to check out some of the front?” Damián asked.

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t have to. But if you want to see what the other gays are up to, it’ll all be up there.”

“Can I get another drink first?”

They abandoned their seats, and Damián ordered him another whiskey sour and, at Alex’s insistence, closed his tab. Alex didn’t want the temptation of easily accessible alcohol there if he got nervous. He didn’t want to risk getting too drunk, too sloppy in front of Damián. It wouldn’t look good. Even worse, he didn’t want Damián to be forced into taking care of him.

Damián took his hand and led him through the crowd to the dance floor. Most of the “dancing” consisted of arms up in the air and butts to crotches. Alex thought he would be overwhelmed by the display, but he was intrigued.

There were two butch women with their arms around each other partially out of affection but also partially so they could support one another. They wore baggy clothing and clunky boots. One wore a bowtie that Alex really liked. Their beers sloshed around, and they sang into one another’s mouths.

A young man, thin as a rake with a binder visible at the armholes of his tank top, was grinding against another man. Laughing, the other man spun him around and pulled him into a kiss.

A handful of people had climbed on stage where drag queens were supposed to perform at later hours. They hyped each other up. They danced and screamed along to the song, absolutely not caring at all that they looked silly.

And then there was a streak of gray hair that shocked Alex. A streak of gray hair off to the side, nestled close to a salt and pepper beard. Textured hands held cocktails. Little, subtle lines creased when mouths laughed.

Alex held his breath. On the packed floor, they were the only people Alex could see. They were laughing and holding each other and enjoying themselves, firmly in the place they knew they belonged. Flashes of teeth pressed against each other, disappearing for long seconds at a time.

The bass thundered across the floor. Alex licked his lips. He tasted the sweetness of sugar and a touch of lime that sent a shock through his tongue.

Damián wrapped his arm around Alex’s waist and pressed his lips to Alex’s ear.

“It’s really beautiful, isn’t it?” he shouted. “I know that look you have.”

It was beautiful. The beautiful knowledge that Alex was having a moment every other queer person had and that knowledge that Alex belonged in that club. He hardly felt like he belonged anywhere and yet there he was. In his space. With his people.

The bass died under his feet. A new song began playing. Quick strumming, rapid lyrics, and then a dive into new a new bassline. Alex left his drink on an empty table, feeling sorry for the staff who would have to clean up after him, and they made their way into the crowd.

Damián had turned his head towards the sky and was singing. There was a large smile on his face. The spinning lights on the ceiling played around on his face. There was a blue cast over his features and then yellow and then purple and then blue again. It all made him look much softer than Alex had noticed before.

Damián was singing his heart out, and Alex was surprised to realize that he also knew the song. He had never sung in public before, but he started to. His voice blended in with the sea of everyone else’s. He knew he wasn’t a good singer, and it didn’t seem to matter. No one there was really trying all that hard.

He couldn’t even hear himself, but Damián still noticed he had joined. He looked down at Alex with pure glee and stepped around so that they were facing each other. A bachelorette party bumped into him while trying to slide through the congestion. He didn’t pay attention to them. He just re-adjusted himself so he and Alex were closer.

Alex didn’t know what to do with his hands. Clumsily, he reached for Damián. He held his hands and then, not letting himself think about it too long, moved them to Damián’s hips. Damián matched him, and it was like Alex’s body was on fire.

He continued to sing through his heart racing and his head spinning. The music slowed, the instruments dropped out, and Alex could hear Damián’s voice deliver the next lines, off-key. And then, Damián’s hands were on his face, fingers wrapped along his soft jaw.

And fuck. He loved Damián.

Weighing how responsible it was to fall in love with someone he had just met would come later. Now, Alex was wondering who was going to make the first move.

It would have been expected for Damián to lean down for a kiss first. But it was Alex to lifted his chin and pulled Damián towards his lips. It was Alex who pressed his body even closer to Damián, somehow finding little gaps the close. He moved his hands up to Damián’s chest. Now knowing what to do with them after that, he let them roam over a few inches in circles.

Damián tasted like the burning of whiskey and sugar and citrus of his drink. It was a little sickly-sweet. Alex could smell his aftershave—it was subtle but earthy. A solid earthy smell. Not something watered down with a sting of alcohol. Damián had chosen something classy for the night. Something he knew Alex was going to catch when they were so close.

All of Alex’s senses were devoted to Damián, and he was overstimulated by how splendid it was.

A little sweat made Damián’s shirt cling to him a little, and Alex wasn’t sure if he was supposed to find that sexy. Surely, he was also covered in a layer of sweat and surely, that couldn’t have been sexy.

When Damián’s tongue started poking into his mouth, he stopped thinking about sweat.

Damián pulled away first.

“Do you want to leave?” he shouted. “Head back to your place?”

“Yes!”

Alex wasn’t always great at taking hints, but he knew what that invitation meant. Damián took his hand again and pushed their way past another bachelorette party, earning dirty looks from the hoard of bleach-blonde women and a scoff from one in a sash that read Bride-To-Be. Fucking heterosexuals, Alex thought.

They made it outside to the almost-shady ally entrance to the club. The cold air was a relief, almost shocking. It brought Alex back to his senses just a little. Just enough to help him realize he was sporting a hard-on and that he was desperate for an Uber to show up soon.

“They’re seven minutes away,” Damián said.

They grabbed each other again and began a string of sloppy kisses. Alex had never kissed someone so much before. He hoped he was doing it right. He hoped it wasn’t gross to do it in an ally way where other people could see.

“Are you okay with this?” Damián asked, dragging his hand through Alex’s hair. “Are we on the same page?”

“Are we going to fuck?”

Alex liked the word “fuck.” It was good. It gave the impression he knew what he was talking about.

Damián laughed, and Alex’s lips were pressed against his teeth for a second. “I think we’re headed in that direction.”

#nobody ends up dead #writeblr #writblr #original writing #writing community #queer fiction #writing

15 notes · View notes

insertmesoftly · 2 years

Text

Future Captain Eridan x Scribe Troll Reader

Post-Session. You didn't meet Eridan until you were both older, off the kid-planet and forced to work together on Eridan's ship. Eridan didn't pick you to be on his crew but you were 'assigned' as someone to keep an eye on his affairs, write it all down, and communicate back with higher ups. A historian/spy of sorts. You are meant to be involved as little as possible in his affairs; just to be a shadow unnoticed by most trolls, but Eridan keeps being nosy, annoying, and very concerned about how he's being written. So, to preserve his image, he keeps trying to 'sweeten' your perception of him.

You’ve been trained to show as little interest as possible/to never accept bribes by threat of a horrible death, so you’re pretty hard to get a reaction out of. What cracks your professional mask is the slow, pathetic build-up of Eridan's actual personality coming through. He was faking being professional (pretending to be on top of everything and suave to impress you), and the facade keeps cracking the more failures stack against him in his voyage. Ultimately, it culminates to you being able to see him as the sad, angry and overwhelmed troll he really is, given power too early and not being very good at believing in himself and his decisions anymore since what happened on SGrub.

There’s a night he explodes at his crew, locks himself in his quarters and begins to cry... then he notices the shadow in the corner scribbling along. And he’s had it. He has another breakdown, insulting you, denouncing the system. Then he targets his anger at himself.

He wonders out loud what you’ve been writing. 'The Ampora bloodline has failed yet again. It's provven itself to truly be fragile... wweak... undeservving of their blood. That’s all fine and dandy now, isn’t it? Better prepare myself for a culling wwhen wwe get back, right?'

The writing stops. Eridan doesn’t notice at first, but when he realizes he doesn’t hear it, he turns to where they were sitting. There’s only a note. He wipes his eyes and retrieves it. It was ripped from their journal. And it was full of wonderful things. Talking about his charisma, his level of detail, his marksmanship, his fearlessness, and sense of duty. He may have failed at a lot of things, but there were also moments of connection he had with his crew, really tying his best to make sure everyone did their jobs and even helping when his subordinates needed it. He’s an asset to his bloodline. The page crumples in his grasp.

Eridan picks himself back up after that night, ecstatic in the morning to keep going despite the harshness of his situation. He's a new troll. And as soon as he locks eyes again with you, he gives you a wink and you turn back to your writing, unphased. After giving his orders for the morning, he’s back at your side, leaning over your shoulder. He knows he can’t see what you’re writing but it’s fun to tease you with his proximity. Especially now that he knows it’s gone noticed by you.

'So, you DO find me charming?'

No response. His smile broadens and he leans closer than he has before, right in your ear.

'You havve quite a wway wwith wwords yourself.'

Your writing stops. He can feel your breathing hitch. You turned so he can’t see your face, but your ear is the hue of your color. You’re blushing. He makes a noise of contentment and leaves you be, brimming with new confidence and interest.

#homestuck #homestuck eridan #eridan ampora x reader #eridan ampora #eridan x reader #hs eridan #hs eridan x reader #homestuck x reader #troll reader #finally got to cleaning this kjbgjregreg its been a WHILE since ive had this in my doc lol

62 notes · View notes

mthofferings · 7 months

Photo

burntheedges

See burntheedges’s existing works here.

Preferred contact methods: Tumblr: burntheedges

Preferred organizations: - Autistic Self Advocacy Network - Center for Reproductive Rights - National Network of Abortion Funds - Rape, Abuse, and Incest National Network (RAINN) - Transgender Law Center (See the list of approved organizations here)

Will create works that contain: fluff, angst, smut, almost any AU, academia AU, modern AU, open to tropes (wrong number, only one bed, fake dating, and more), bodyswap, established relationship, found family, friends to lovers, getting together, soulmates

Will not create works that contain: teacher/student, age gap, BDSM, dark!characters, dub-con, graphic violence, love triangle, mpreg, non-con, underage, incest, sad endings, anything shippy between characters who have parent/child relationship, Hydra characters as main characters, major character death

-- Beta Service --

Auction ID: 1129

Will create works for the following relationships: Avengers fandom any gen - MCU Bucky Barnes-centric - MCU Steve Rogers-centric - MCU Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers - Any Universe Captain America fandom any gen - MCU Matt Murdock-centric - MCU Iron Man fandom any gen - MCU X-Men fandom any gen - X-Men movieverse Tony Stark-centric - MCU Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier - X-Men movieverse

Work Description: I will beta one piece of writing for you, up to 20k. As far as my 'do not want' list, the only exception for beta services is sad endings (as in, I will beta a work with a sad ending). I will mostly help with flow, pacing, character actions (including blocking/positions in space), dialogue, and cohesion, as well as fact/context checking in certain areas (I have listed some topics below that I have particular knowledge about). I will give feedback on spelling/grammar/punctuation if desired. I like to provide comments and suggestions with a summary of my feedback at the bottom or in an email. Please message me if you want to make sure I can provide the services you need! I want you to get beta services that you need for your work. I have mostly listed MCU and other movie-verses because that is where I have the most familiarity. I have read a lot of the comics (particularly 616) but I can't guarantee as much knowledge of canon for that. My particular areas of knowledge for fact/context checking and AUs: - Academia (and linguistics) - Specific decades (80s, 90s, 00s, 10s) - Sewing, quilting, knitting - Sports (professional, journalism, reporting, etc., particularly for football, hockey, baseball, cycling) Suggested tiers: - $5: final-round beta or less than 2k - $15: mostly drafted works, or 5k-10k - $30: rough drafts, dialogue/blocking or context/AU help, or 10-15k - $40+: rough drafts, dialogue/blocking or context/AU help, or 20k I am confident that I can complete this in the next year. Turnaround for 20k is 3-4 weeks.

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature, Explicit

Can pods bid on this auction? Yes - Podbids welcome!

CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK

-- Fic or Other Writing --

Auction ID: 2064

Will create works for the following relationships: Avengers fandom any gen - MCU Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers - MCU Foggy Nelson-centric - MCU Steve Rogers-centric - MCU Bucky Barnes-centric - MCU Tony Stark-centric - MCU

Work Description: I am offering a minimum of 2k fic ($5). With every $5 above the initial bid I'll add 500 words (i.e., $10 - 2.5k, $15 - 3k), up to a maximum of 10k. I am newly returned to fic writing after a while away (as you'll see on my ao3 page), but I am already deep in it. Most of my other projects are personal, so this can and will take precedence to be completed on time. I like to explore characterization, relationships, and AUs. I am particularly interested in writing AUs such as: academia, soulmates, modern, sports, timeline weirdness (time travel, alternating timelines, more), and more. I love tropes (wrong number, one bed, etc.). I am open to writing Matt/Foggy, rarepairs, and Tony/various other characters -- please ask if you are interested in a pair that isn't listed to see if I can write it for you. If you have a specific prompt in mind, please reach out to me before bidding. I'd like to discuss it and make sure we're both happy with it before you bid.

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature

Can pods bid on this auction? Yes - Podbids welcome!

CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK

The auction runs from October 22 (12 AM ET) to October 28 (11:59:59 PM ET). Visit marveltrumpshate.com during Auction Week to view all of our auctions and to place your bids!

#burntheedges #auction: beta #auction: fic #mth 2023

2 notes · View notes

uncloseted · 2 years

Note

This is so off topic lol but does anyone else remember when PewDiePie the YouTuber was like..a n*zi?? Like I feel like everyone just forgot about him doing a bunch of really offensive stuff and he still gives me the ick to this day bc of all the stuff he did. Did he give some really grand apology or do people just not give a crap?

So there's a lot to say about this, but the quick TL;DR is that he's an edgelord who made his career on "ironically" being offensive, but I don't think that makes him a Nazi, that other edgelords really don't care if he's said offensive things, because they also think that kind of humor is funny, and that at least some of his followers are actually neo-Nazis, white supremacists, or part of the far-right, so they unironically agree with the offensive things he's said.

First, just for the sake of combating cancel culture more than anything else (I know, I'm horrible at being a leftist), I want to investigate this claim that "PewDiePie is a Nazi". We're seeing some essentialism in that claim- instead of criticizing whatever PewDiePie has said or done, it's escalating the claim into an accusation about the kind of person PewDiePie is- "a Nazi". Because of that, I want to take a step back and look at the controversial things PewDiePie has actually said or done so that we can all be on the same page for the rest of this conversation.

Let me know if I missed any, but the controversies I could identify are the following:

criticized for making rape jokes and trivializing sexual assault (2012)

In his early videos, PewDiePie made jokes about sexual assault. These were usually in the context of referring to beating his video game opponents as “raping” them, but also included a video called "It's Raping Time". When called out about it by fans in October of 2012, PewDiePie posted the following response on his Tumblr and took down the video in question. From what I can tell, the rape jokes ended after that.

Joked about joining ISIS on Twitter (2016)

In August of 2016, PewDiePie tweeted the following and got temporarily kicked off of Twitter:

The context here is that PewDiePie unverified himself on Twitter in protest over the company’s “annoying” verification process. After he became unverified, an obviously fake tweet which appeared to be from Sky News claimed that he was unverified on Twitter “due to suspected relations with ISIS.” PewDiePie's tweet is purported to be in response to Sky News' tweet, which he found ridiculous.

Anti-semetic Jokes (January 2017)

In 2018, A Wall Street Journal report found that nine of his videos, between August 2016 and February 2017, included "anti-Semitic jokes or Nazi imagery". The big one here is a January 11th video that included two men laughing as they held a banner that read, “Death to all Jews,” and a Jan. 22 video, in which a man dressed as Jesus Christ says, “Hitler did absolutely nothing wrong.” Both videos were taken down in 2018. He also showed a clip from a Hitler speech in a Sept. 24 video criticizing a YouTube policy, posted swastikas drawn by his fans on Oct. 15 and watched a Hitler video in a brown military uniform to end a Dec. 8 video. He played the Nazi Party anthem before bowing to a swastika in a mock resurrection ritual on Jan. 14, and included a very brief Nazi salute with a Hitler voice-over saying “Sieg Heil” and the text “Nazi Confirmed” near the beginning of a Feb. 5 video.

PewDiePie responded to the controversy with the following:

In other statements about the incident, he has said that, "I’m sorry for the words that I used, as I know they offended people, and I admit that the joke itself went too far. I do strongly believe that you can joke about anything, but I also believe that there’s a right way and not the best way to joke about things. I acknowledge that I took things too far and that’s something I definitely will keep in mind going forward, but the reaction and the outrage has been nothing but insanity.” He also said that, "If for some reason Nazis think it's great I'm making these jokes, I don't want to give them that benefit so I'm going to stop doing it. It's not me censoring myself. It's more like I don't want to part of it."

Saying the N word on a livestream (September 2017)

This one is pretty much what it sounds like. While livestreaming PUBG on YouTube Gaming, he used the n-word in an expletive-laden rant.

He later apologized in a video called, "My Response" saying, "It was something I said in the heat of the moment, I said the worst word I could possibly think of, and it just sort of slipped out. I’m disappointed in myself because it seems like I’ve learned nothing from all these past controversies. It’s not that I think I can say or do whatever I want and get away with it, that’s not it at all, I’m just an idiot, but that doesn’t make what I said or how I said it OK. Being in the position I am, I should know better. I know I can't keep messing up like this, and I owe it to my audience and to myself to do better than this, because I know I'm better than this. I really want to improve myself and better myself, not just for me, but for anyone that looks up to me, or anyone that's influenced by me, and that's how I want to move forward away from this." Earlier in that same video, he discussed the culture of gaming that includes the casual use of racial slurs.

Called (some) female gamers "stupid Twitch thots" (May 2018)

This one is also pretty much what it sounds like. In a video, PewDiePie claimed that "Twitch thots" are hurting “actual, decent female streamers" because they "are just interested in making a buck through parasocial relationships.” I don't think there was really an apology for this one.

Insensitive Demi Lovato meme (July 2018)

This one I don't totally understand, but the gist of it is that PewDiePie posted a meme on Twitter about Demi Lovato's drug addiction after she overdosed in 2018.

PewDiePie's response was, "Deleted meme. I didnt mean anything with it and I didnt fully know about the situation. I realize now it was insensitive, sorry!"

Promoting anti-Semitic channel E;R (December 2018)

In December of 2018, PewDiePie released a video in which he says, "You also have E;R, who does great video essays. He did one on Death Note, which I really, really enjoyed." E;R is a YouTube channel that, among other things, was criticised for making a joke that included a parallel between the Charlottesville rally and Netflix series Death Note.

PewDiePie responded to criticism by saying, "They have hidden Nazi references in their videos, obviously if I noticed that I wouldn’t have referenced him in the shout out. Not because I have a problem with Nazi references being offensive in themselves, but because I said that I was going to distance myself from Nazi jokes. Generally, I’ve done that. I don’t really have a reason to dip into that again; it’s stupid." He continued by saying that, "[I'm promoting Nazi propaganda] by what? By saying I enjoyed his anime review? Yes, he does have Nazi references in [his videos] and I see them now, unless you play close attention…these references will go past you. The irony here is I’m supposed to be the Nazi but I don’t get any of these goddamn references. Anyone with a level-headed brain can tell I don’t know any more than this. But I do understand I have a responsibility, especially with my past. [But the backlash is] outrage for the sake of outrage and getting clicks from negative attention associated with my name." The E;R recommendation has since been edited out of the video.

‘Sub to PewDiePie’ graffiti (March 2019)

A fan scrawled "Sub to PewDiePie" on the Brooklyn War Memorial. The context here is that PewDiePie and Indian record company T-Series were in an ongoing rivalry from 2018-2019, both of whom were trying to win the title of "most subscribers on YouTube". "Sub 2 PewDiePie" became kind of a meme around this time, with many YouTubers encouraging their viewers to subscribe to him. There were billboards and radio advertisements encouraging people to subscribe, marches that were held in support of subscribing to PewDiePie, "Sub 2 PewDiePie" plane banners, etc.

In response, PewDiePie said that, "I don’t think I’ve done anything to condone this sort of behaviour. Obviously it’s disgusting, obviously I don’t condone it whatsoever. I don’t know why anyone got it in their mind to do this, it’s stupid." He also allegedly donated an unspecified amount of money to the park.

Christchurch shooting (March 2019)

In the moments leading up to the 15 March 2019 Christchurch mosque shootings, the perpetrator said, "Remember lads, subscribe to PewDiePie", as he live-streamed the shootings.

In response, PewDiePie said that, "To have my name associated with something so unspeakably vile has affected me in more ways than I’ve let shown. I just didn’t want to address it right away, and I didn’t want to give the terrorist more attention. I didn’t want to make it about me, because I don’t think it has anything to do with me. To put it plainly, I didn’t want hate to win. But it’s clear to me now the “Subscribe to PewDiePie” movement should have ended then.”

ADL donation (September 2019)

PewDiePie donated $50,000 to the Anti-Defamation League, an international Jewish organisation which aims to fight against anti-Semitism. In response, some of his fans barraged the video’s comment section with anti-Semitic slurs and conspiracy theories and accused the Anti-Defamation League of blackmailing him into making a donation. He later rescinded the donation and called it a mistake, saying that, "to be fair, I saw it as an opportunity to put an end to the alt-right claims that have been thrown against me. It wasn’t to try and clear my name or save grace – if it was, I would have done it years ago. But after the Christchurch tragedy, I felt a responsibility to do something about it because it’s no longer just about me, it affected other people in a way, and I’m not okay with that. It really doesn’t feel genuine for me to proceed with the donation at this point and instead I want to take my time…doing it with the right charity."

So. Does all of this make PewDiePie a Nazi? I'm not trying to be a PewDiePie defender, and I don't personally care for him or his videos at all, but honestly... I don't think it does. I believe him when he describes himself as "more apolitical than anything". I really do think that he doesn't actually know or care about politics and isn't interested in learning. His videos are in the shock-value style that was popular among edgelord teenage boys on 4chan and in gaming communities in the early 2010s. The shock value in his videos garnered controversy, which garnered views and shares, which garnered more subscribers and a wider reach- it's not an accident that PewDiePie is the most subscribed person on YouTube. The shock value feeds the algorithm, and he knew that. He acknowledges this himself in a 2019 New York Times interview he did: "Looking back, it was a bubble waiting to burst — this bubble of, how far can we push this? I think YouTube at that time was at a place where no one really knew where the limit was.” From what I can tell, he's mostly just a guy that got famous by saying offensive stuff, and then struggled to adapt and accept responsibility as that kind of humor became less and less acceptable and he became more and more influential. Certainly, he seems to resent the idea that he should have to take responsibility or change the way he interacts with his audience. But I don't think that makes him a Nazi. I think that makes him a guy who hasn't been told no in the past twelve years that he's been famous and kind of believes he can do no wrong.

All that said, that doesn't mean that his brand of humor is unproblematic, and it doesn't mean that he's unproblematic. Quite the opposite. Modern right-wing extremism depends on that kind of irony to recruit young men to their cause and to spread their ideas. Stupid memes are a way to smuggle controversial beliefs into the mainstream without having those beliefs examined or challenged. In a very real way, 4chan shitposting is how we ended up with Donald Trump as president, and it's what created QAnon. Things that are jokes quickly become non-jokes, depending on your point of view and how you were introduced to the topic.

And this is true of PewDiePie, too. As a writer on the video-game website Polygon put it, “Intent only gets you so far when it comes to toying with hate speech in front of an audience of tens of millions, many of whom are younger children.” A reported 11 percent of PewDiePie's viewers- about 12 million people- are younger than 17, and the actual number of his subscribers who are minors is probably much larger than that. In a very real way, he's shaping how young people view hate speech and what they view as acceptable, and he's exposing them to the first steps in the right wing radicalization pipeline. I don't think he's intentionally including right wing dogwhistles in his videos, but I do think the outcome is kind of the same- more people are exposed to the far right than would have been otherwise. In some sense, he's being a useful idiot in service of white supremacists and far-right groups- in the words of reporter Nathan Grayson, "[W]hether he’s just memeing or he ascribes to these values, it doesn’t matter. [W]hat matters is that he normalizes these ideas as jokes on THE platform where kids increasingly get their first exposure to the world at large.”

To answer your original question, I think there are a couple different factors at play when it comes to why people still watch his videos. The first is that despite having 111 million subscribers on YouTube, his videos only average 3.5 million views each- so only about 3% of his subscribers actually watch any given video he uploads (for context, a subscriber-to-view ratio of 10% is generally considered good). The "sub 2 PewDiePie" campaign upped his subscriber count exponentially, but it doesn't actually translate to views. A whole lot of people did actually stop watching his content, or were never watching to begin with. Alongside that, the videos he does upload are (generally) fairly inoffensive, so some of his subscribers may not be aware that there's controversy in his past at all. Others who are aware of the controversies may think that they were "just jokes" or "not a big deal"- remember, his original fanbase was made up of edgelords. They don't care because they don't think it's that serious. If he "gives you the ick", he was never creating content for you to begin with.

The other dynamic at play here is that many people subscribed to PewDiePie as teenagers, and have been subscribed to him for over a decade. The parasocial relationship that builds is very real. A lot of people feel like they "grew up with PewDiePie" or that in some sense he's kind of like a friend. For these people, any attacks on PewDiePie feel like an attack on a close friend, and they're inclined to view him as the wronged party instead of the aggressor. A big part of his fan base perceives him as a kind of martyr that's fighting against YouTube's "censorship" policies and who's been victimized by the mainstream media, who just doesn't "get it". Int heir minds, any criticism towards him is proof that he's misunderstood and being attacked, and they feel like they have to protect him.

Finally… PewDiePie does have sizable alt-right and white nationalist following, and always has. They don't care if he's said offensive things because they unironically agree with the things that he's saying.

1 note · View note

lightpost · 1 year

Text

how to heal?

Recently left someone who in his view can never do anything wrong, his actions were kind but his words are abusive and his emotional attacks were worse, he did end up beating me one night for 6+ hours and threw himself down the stairs just so I could pity him after he said he didn't remember beating me I took pictures and video of the marks and bruises but later he found them and deleted everything he then continued to go through my notebooks and journals and destroyed pages of my things, that was last month I've been seeing him since last Feb and my story can go on how much abuse I've taken since than

He came up to me one morning in the kitchen and told me I would fit him better if I didn't sleep with my past, told me I was loose and a calls every women a debauched and gapped out

I had a funeral in September and one night was crying I wanted to be held so badly I wanted comfort I wanted warmth he had a tone in his voice that was vile he told me to shut up and that his son was the only one who is allowed to cry and gave me a 2 hour speech on how pathetic I am and to cry harm when there is no harm I just lost my cousin man and now I'm being attacked for it how about when I had my period and he yelled at me while I'm hovering the toilet puking and how I'm faking it and belong in Hollywood and what a loser I am for having to lay on the bathroom floor.

I secretly think he wanted me to stay around just so that one day he can kill me

He brought my mental health down so badly I was having panic attacks out in public every morning I would wake up to yelling and screaming when he knew how important it is for me to have hugs and kisses in the morning I got farted on and yelled at I constantly shake around him and was so uncomfortable the only thing I did was hide and submit to him out of fear I barely talked, barely did anything, and his son watched it all and blames me for every action and how I brought darkness in his life and how depressed I am it was 24/7 abuse.

I'm struggling to keep it together, I've never been beaten like that before I've never heard cruel evil words like that before I'm shattered and the only thing keeping me from really breaking down is knowing there is a man out there who will pick me up off the floor and put me in his arms and hold me and let me vent this all out because I have to talk to someone about what just happened to me to have healing beyond human comprehension

All I want is to find that man whose voice is the light of my soul that's what I truly struggle with it was December 9tth 2012 I was working at lifetime fitness on the floor folding towels I swear to you this man's voice is the only thing that keeps me going to this day I had an out of body experience when I first heard his voice I was in the universe this man is so beautiful and strong he's the only one I've ever truly ever wanted and failed at even honoring that.

Thank you for letting me write a bit, cause going into a relationship with his child from a dark horrible past is something to be taken seriously and even possibly means death for a woman. I'll be getting therapy here shortly.

0 notes

rachbabe6-blog · 1 year

Text

11/12/2021

I know it's normal to be consumed by grief, by memories and emotions that range from deep sadness to unbelievable anger.

I know I fought hard for Keith over and over because I had to give him every chance to live. In return the medical team would daily form a plan to try and save his life. A group of 15 or more doctors, nurses, residents would let me stand in on their care plan for that day. They answered any questions and even though they kept reminding me how critical he was I had to keep trying to save him.

I said goodbye to my son thinking it was the last time twice before he passed because he was so close to the brink of death. As a mother I've always fought hard for my children and he was in for the fight of his life and I felt helpless each and every day.

All I could give was my time, love and comfort not even knowing if he could truly hear me. In the end I had no other choice. Everything was either shutting down or already had. Nothing prepares you for those final moments and I obsessively replay it in my head over and over. Yet somehow I was still a lucky one because at the beginning of the pandemic and still in some hospitals loved ones didn't get the chance for that final goodbye.

Keith's words a day before he went on a ventilator

" Mom, I'm 25. I didn't think it would happen to me. Covid is real"

It's not like he really ever thought it was fake but people get wrapped up in their daily lives. Sometimes that younger generation feels like statistically they'll be okay.

Keith rarely got sick growing up. Maybe one or two colds here and there. He didn't have any health ailments. There was probably no reason for him to think this would happen.

Our last conversation before he went on the vent and into sedation was me asking him how he felt about it. He said he was okay with it. I asked if he had any concerns. He said no. I hugged him and told him I loved him and as I was walking out he turned to me and said " I love you too"

I'm grateful for that last " I love you"

This is COVID. It's still here. It's still killing people. HEALTHY PEOPLE!!

We aren't invincible. Just because your friend barely had any symptoms doesn't mean you or your loved ones will be that lucky.

I don't get on social media to tell people how to live their lives. It's just not me but Keith wanted me to share his story. He didn't want this to happen to others. Those words from him " covid is real please get vaccinated"

Was his advice to others. In Keith's name please consider getting vaccinated. It won't stop you from getting covid but it could save your life.

I go to Keiths Facebook page and see the outpouring of love and all the memories that people are sharing. I absolutely love it.

Keith was so full of life and laughter. This last year he was living with a coworker Cheryl and I couldn't have asked for a better person in his life. I am the soft one and Cheryl was the mom figure who would keep his ass in line. He needed her. He needed this last year to be one of positive changes and he was doing it. He was happy.

I know I'm rambling. Sorry. Facebook became my journal as I documented his story. My son Keith, he's not just another statistical number. He was my child. He has family and friends and at 25 years old his future was taken from him because of covid. He's not just a number that people could throw around and laugh at. He is and always will be so much more.

Thank you all for the love and support through all this.

My family and I appreciate it more than I can ever express.

#keithwisecup #covidloss #covid #covid covidloss

0 notes

dritaphoto · 2 years

Text

The angels have the phonebox amazon

THE ANGELS HAVE THE PHONEBOX AMAZON FREE

THE ANGELS HAVE THE PHONEBOX AMAZON WINDOWS

Continued abuse of our services will cause your IP address to be blocked indefinitely. Please fill out the CAPTCHA below and then click the button to indicate that you agree to these terms. If you wish to be unblocked, you must agree that you will take immediate steps to rectify this issue. If you do not understand what is causing this behavior, please contact us here.

THE ANGELS HAVE THE PHONEBOX AMAZON FREE

Fast and free shipping free returns cash on delivery available on eligible purchase. If you promise to stop (by clicking the Agree button below), we'll unblock your connection for now, but we will immediately re-block it if we detect additional bad behavior. Buy The Angels Have The Phonebox: Notebook Planner - 6x9 inch Daily Planner Journal, To Do List Notebook, Daily Organizer, 114 Pages by online on Amazon.ae at best prices. Overusing our search engine with a very large number of searches in a very short amount of time.Using a badly configured (or badly written) browser add-on for blocking content.Running a "scraper" or "downloader" program that either does not identify itself or uses fake headers to elude detection.Using a script or add-on that scans GameFAQs for box and screen images (such as an emulator front-end), while overloading our search engine.There is no official GameFAQs app, and we do not support nor have any contact with the makers of these unofficial apps. Continued use of these apps may cause your IP to be blocked indefinitely. This triggers our anti-spambot measures, which are designed to stop automated systems from flooding the site with traffic. Some unofficial phone apps appear to be using GameFAQs as a back-end, but they do not behave like a real web browser does.Using GameFAQs regularly with these browsers can cause temporary and even permanent IP blocks due to these additional requests. If you are using Maxthon or Brave as a browser, or have installed the Ghostery add-on, you should know that these programs send extra traffic to our servers for every page on the site that you browse.The most common causes of this issue are: Steven Moffat was awarded the 2008 BAFTA Craft and BAFTA Cymru awards for Best Writer for this episode.Your IP address has been temporarily blocked due to a large number of HTTP requests. Sally: "For God sake, I don’t live here." Notesīlink is based on Steven Moffat’s short story from the Doctor Who Annual 2006 called "What I Did on My Christmas Holidays by Sally Sparrow". They are fast, faster than you could believe, don’t turn your back, don’t look away, and don’t blink. The Doctor: "The angels are coming for you but listen: your life could depend on this. Laurence: "The angels have the phonebox", that’s my favourite, I’ve got that on a T-shirt." The Doctor: "They have taken the blue box, haven’t they? The angels have the phonebox."

THE ANGELS HAVE THE PHONEBOX AMAZON WINDOWS

The phone is just a dummy and the windows are the wrong size. They used to have them all over, but this isn’t a real one. While some angels are looking for home runs, most angels invest in deals that are singles and doubles for returns as they don’t have the deep pockets to fund a startup all the way. Angels seek a return on investment in the range of 44 IRR. Sally: "But what is it? What’s a police box?"īilly: "Well, it’s a special kind of phone box for policemen. Restaurants, retail, and service businesses are not necessarily a fit for angel investors. Martha: "Trust me, just nod when he stops for breath." They’re creatures of the abstract, they live off potential energy."īilly: "What in God’s name are you talking about?" You die in the past and in the present they consume the energy of all the days you might have had. Rest of your life, used up, blown away in a blink of an eye. No mess, no fuss, they just zap you into the past and let you live to death. The only psychopaths in the universe to kill you nicely. The Doctor: "Fascinating race, the Weeping Angels. The Doctor: "People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear non-subjective view point, it’s more like a big ball of wibley-wobbley … timey-wimey … stuff." But can she decipher them before the Angels claim their prize? Credits However, when people start disappearing, a young woman called Sally finds cryptic messages bleeding through from 1969 – messages from a mysterious stranger called the Doctor. In an old, abandoned house, the Weeping Angels wait.

#The angels have the phonebox amazon

0 notes

khelinski · 2 years

Text

Healin’ Waters

Roger King sat comfortably in a booth at Big Boy. He is still in Alpena, MI, and is about to leave town. Before he headed out, he wanted a bite to eat. After eating his meal, he jotted a few words down in his tan journal he got from Sofi years ago. A cup of coffee, half-full (or half-empty, however you preferred it) is next to his journal. Roger picked up the cup, sipped the coffee, and placed it at the same position it was at. Roger then noticed a man in a booth across from him. He had a smirk on his face as he was typing at a fast rate. Roger eyed the laptop he was typing on: a gray Inspiron Dell. He used to own one, almost a lifetime ago. Roger’s attention went back to his journal. He reflected on the nostalgia of his old laptop.

Across from Roger’s booth sat Michael Loomis, grinning in front of his laptop as he was typing away. He was writing about the late-nighter at the Alpena Hardboard Facility. He had been told that the plant had a history of accidental deaths, and hauntings had been reported from various people ever since. Of course, Michael did not experience such occurrence but wrote up one in his ‘They’re Here’ blog just the same.

A waitress with a fake smile approached Roger’s table.

“More coffee?”

“Yes please. Thank you,” Roger responded with a sincere smile.

The waitress poured some in his cup, then approached Michael’s table.

“And you sir, more coffee?”

“No, no thank you. I am about to wrap things up here anyhow. Thank yo…”

The waitress walked away without responding. Waiters and waitresses do not want to carry conversations with their customers if they know that there is no more service involved.

Michael does some final polishing and posts his latest write up on his Tumblr blog. He then turned his laptop off and placed it in his backpack.

Michael then eyeballed the fellow a booth away, writing in a journal.

“You’re a writer?” Michael asked.

Roger looked up. He debated whether or not he wanted to talk, and decided to give the small talk answer, hoping the man across from him would get the hint and leave him in peace.

“Not really. Just a notebook I keep.”

Roger then stared back down in his journal.

Michael took the hint and started to gather his things. Then he looked at Roger again. He had this funny feeling that he had seen him from somewhere. Michael eyeballed the stuff that was under Roger’s booth.

Then it hit him…

“You are that fella that quit his job down in Orlando, and decided to just…walk across America.”

Roger looked up at Michael and half-smiled. He was surprised someone recognized him up north.

Michael continued to talk:

“I remember seeing an exposé of you on the Internet somewhere. Blogger’s were comparing you to that Matt Green guy, except you decided to go all the way!”

“I wouldn’t say all the way. I also read about Matt Green. His ‘I’m Just Walkin’’ blog gave me the idea.”

“Did it inspire you?”

Roger thought for a moment.

“Other factors inspired me.”

Michael sensed that there were, in fact, other factors. He wondered what would inspire someone to drop everything from their life, and disappear into the world without any connection to the world. Michael decided to add his unnecessary two cents:

“Let healin’ waters bury your pain.”

Roger smiled. He liked that profound thought. Roger thought it could not hurt to shed some truth.

“Long story short, I am trying to escape heartbreak.”

“Explains it. I am assuming you are writing about it in that journal of yours.”

Roger closed his journal, leaned forward, stretched his arm, and handed it to Michael. Michael grabbed the journal and gazed at the tan color with the fancy globe. He then thumbed through the pages, surface reading some of the entries.

“You’ve got a damn good story here. You should give it a name.”

Roger thought for a second, and then it came to him:

“Journeyman.”

Michael closed the journal and handed it back to Roger. Roger set it down at his table and looked down at the journal.

“I am in control of my own destiny. God certainly doesn’t control it. And I wouldn’t expect people to understand or comprehend the reasons of my own journey.”

Roger stopped talking, grabbed his cup of coffee, and took a sip. He then placed the cup back on the table. Roger then continued:

“I realize now that it’s kinda, silly, really.”

Michael shook his head in disagreement.

“Love is never silly, my friend.”

Roger looked back down at his journal. Michael got up, grabbed his backpack, and placed it over his shoulder. He then approached Roger’s table and extended his hand. They both shook hands.

“The name is Michael. I have to drive down to Detroit. But it was a pleasure to meet you, man. And I wish you all the luck in the world.”

Roger gave a sincere smile.

“Thank you, Michael. Same to you.”

Michael exited the restaurant and headed to his KIA. His next “joyful” venture: Edgewater Park that once was…

Back in the restaurant, Roger finished his latest journal entry with…

“Let healin’ waters bury my pain…”

Roger then gathered his things, got up, thanked the ungrateful waitress, and exited Big Boy. He then thought where his journey should roam next…

He then instantly heard Sofi’s beautiful voice say to him:

“Realize you could do anything you want.”

“Wish that was true, Sofi. Wish that was true,” Roger thought to himself.

The journeyman looked toward the horizon and headed northwest…

K.H.; November 2, 2011.

#self written #healin' waters #Journeyman #now seating...#black clouds & silver linings #short story

0 notes

inevitably-johnlocked · 2 years

Note

Hey lovely Steph, I love sexting and phone sex fics and I am loosing my mind thinking I've read them all on AO3. I need some, could you get me some please?

Hey Nonny!

Cheating a bit here since my part 2 list for both Letters and Texting got combined on my offline list, so I hope that’s okay!!

SEXTING / TEXTING / EPISTOLARY / LETTERS / NOTES Pt 2