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breaking my silence, i do not like firefly's design👼🏼
maybe i will get used to it once she gets playable but i think to me personally, i just don't like her colors 🤔 she looks more like a four star to me but a lot of people say she's a five star which would be logical considering she is a stellaron hunter and all that. but like idk, i don't really like her outfit 👼🏼
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Color Psychology & Venus
Color psychology: "a popular area of color theory that assigns emotional and psychological connotations between colors and emotions" (via)
Here, I will be associating Venus signs with colors using color theory. The colors I choose for each placement is solely based on my opinion, combined with the psychology behind them and the effect they have on our emotions.
This post can be interpreted in a lot of different ways. Venus represents beauty, art, aesthetic, attraction, and so much more. You could interpret this as; what colors you should wear in order to attract love, what color you should paint your bedroom, what color makes me think of your sign, what color should your aesthetic be or what color your aesthetic reminds me of. It's up to you.
Depending on how you want to interpret this, don't be afraid to check out what color your Sun, Moon, or Rising sign is too. If you disagree or dislike my opinion then that's okay, after all it’s just an opinion. You know yourself best and this only based on a few placements :)
Aries Venus - I associate people with Aries as their Venus sign with the color Amber. The color Amber and Aries Venus share a lot of similar traits; they are both energizing, bold, and both are associated with frustration and anger. Like Aries Venus, Amber attracts people who are friendly and fun-loving. This color can really light up a room and bring out the happier side of people, just like this placement.
Taurus Venus - This Venus placement shares similar traits with the color Fuchsia. Fuchsia inspires confidence, maturity, and assurance. Similar to Taurus Venus, Fuchsia tends to be more responsible and has a naturing and loving undertone. You can pair this color with Lime Green to bring out its playful side or keep it sophisticated by pairing it with shades of tan or gray. People with Fuchsia as their favorite color are usually people that believe in living life from their own viewpoint rather than doing what other people say they should.
Gemini Venus - Gemini Venus natives are known to be inquisitive and outgoing in relationships and they're known to seek out experiences. Gemini Venus are extroverted and energetic, and are always down for an adventure. Like the color, Chartreuse. Similar to this color, if used in abundance it can trigger anxious emotions. People who are attracted to Chartreuse are known to be creative, positive, and have the ability to make friends effortlessly.
Cancer Venus - I associate this placement with the color Lilac. Lilac is connected to femininity and represents the ability to be caring, nurturing, helpful, and emotional. Like Lilac, Cancer Venus has the ability to soothe and calm their friends, family, and partners which can be attributed to their connection with motherhood. Both Lilac and Cancer Venus are arguably the most compassionate and mindful of all.
Leo Venus - Leos, being a fixed fire sign at their core, remind me of the color Maroon. Maroon, like Leo, is distinct and has a lot of personality. We all know Leo Venus goes after what they want, whether that be in love or with material things. They're bold and confident especially in love. Similarly, Maroon is known for being passionate and confident. But it comes with a warning; spending too much time with the color Maroon can lead to high blood pressure and adrenaline...
Virgo Venus - Virgo Venus people have a reputation for being serious in love and their mutable energy brings variety to who they pair well with. These natives can be very private people which can make them hard to get to know fully, unless they want you to know them fully. Nonetheless, Virgo Venus is reliable in love and appreciates practicality and maturity. That's why this placement reminds me of the color Gray.
Libra Venus - When I read the psychology of the color Champagne, I knew it belonged to Libra Venus. The color of celebration, class, and love. Libra is naturally ruled by Venus but with this specific placement, it only intensifies the Venusian qualities. That's why the color Champagne is perfect for these natives. Champagne is often associated with loved-filled occasions; weddings, Valentine's Day, anniversaries, and New Years. Champagne is the color of endearment and intimacy.
Scorpio Venus - I feel like the only color to really embody Scorpio Venus people is Ebony, the color of sophistication and mystery. Ebony is not only linked to maturity and fertility, but is a very powerful spiritual color. Like this color, there's no denying Scorpio Venus and their intensity in love. They are devoted, sexy, and share an elegance that's loved by many, especially royalty.
Sagittarius Venus - Sagittarius Venus people are loved by many because they're optimistic, generous, and confident. Being ruled by Jupiter, success and prosperity follows Sagittarius placements wherever they go. The color Gold was made for Sagittarius Venus. Gold is perky, positive, and bold. Even though they both can be a little flashy, they also have another side to them. Gold and Sagittarius, in any placement, is often associated with spiritual and religious connotations.
Capricorn Venus - Stability, wisdom, and reliability all come to mind when I think of Capricorn Venus. These traits are also associated with the color Brown. Brown is strict and inspires an organized and productive environment. Some colors, just like some Venus signs, are known for being flashy and spontaneous. Brown, like Capricorn Venus, is reserved and respectful which is why it's relied on by many.
Aquarius Venus - I associate this Venus sign with Cobalt, which represents ingenuity, solitude, and thinking outside of the box. Aquarius Venus has a reputation for being aloof, but really these natives just appreciate their freedom. Like Cobalt, Aquarius Venus can have troubling expressing their emotions. Despite this, open-mindedness and wisdom remain their strengths.
Pisces Venus - What would Pisces Venus people be without their empathy and creativity? Like the color Violet, these natives are lovers and can't stand to be in an environment with hatred and arguments. Pisces Venus natives have a vibe of peace and harmony that's contagious to others just like the color. Both Pisces Venus and Violet share the ability to uplift others and inspire deep spiritual transformation.
#astrology#astro observations#astro#astrology community#leo#scorpio#cancer#sagittarius#aries#venus#taurus#gemini#libra#capricorn#aquarius#pisces#virgo
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Maybe this is a controversial opinion, but its one that I've been reminded of in the few weeks since things have escalated so severely in Israel and Palestine-- I feel like the pressure for random, average individuals online to be vocally political is not only entitled and uncomfortable, but also just an example of misplaced priority.
Like, I have people on twitter right now that are flat out saying if you don't talk extensively about I/P you're truly, irredeemably evil. I've had mutuals say that silence means you're complacent in genocide, that you have blood on your hands (exact words). But it just doesn't make sense? Most of the people who I've seen being flat out harassed for being silent are teenagers who don't have money to donate, working class folks who don't have time to spare, and normal people who just don't have enough of a following online to even spread any word effectively. Of course, the ones doing the harassing are also poor/busy/not-popular, but they don't see the irony. (I've also seen them say that talking about war constantly is taking a toll on their mental health, saying they've cried, had nightmares, panic attacks, etc...but they also say that taking a mental health break from social media is "selfish" and genocidal, so.)
The whole interaction leaves me with so many questions. If stepping away from social media because politics are stressing you out (which they are known to do), are you obligated to use social media? Do you have to use twitter to be a good person? What does that say about people who can't afford a phone, or live in a country where it isn't quite possible? (Are homeless folks inherently genocidal, or is that an "obvious" exception that was never clarified because no one uses nuance anymore?) If you have to talk about world events, lest you side with the oppressor, at what point is something so catastrophic you *must* talk about it? Is there a number of lives lost that is low enough you can get away with being quiet, and a certain amount too high that you're obligated to talk about it? Is it your duty to have the news on 24/7 to make sure you don't miss anything and catch all the global disasters as they happen? How much do you have to talk about something for it to be considered "enough"? Is there a quota??
It just feels like a lot of people are acting as if people who aren't chronically online aren't 1. doing any activism, because the only important activism is social media networking (sarcasm), or 2. are inherently bad people for *not* spending 6 hours a day on their phones. Like, I had someone I thought was a friend say I was a bad person because I was trying to cut down my social media usage, because the timing was "too convenient"... as if that's a normal thing to say to someone, ever. Sorry if I went on a little bit of a rant, it wasn't my intention. I dunno, maybe it's just me; I've seen a lot of people saying this sort of stuff so maybe they are the majority. It just feels really weird to let people that are addicted to social media take charge of who online is "good" or "bad" based off their internet usage. As if we were all catholics or something. If I were to say that current takes on morality were very catholic-seeming, would you know what I mean?
As recently noted, I am myself on an embargo from answering asks related to this topic. I will make one exception because this is important. Please note that any wank in replies or reblogs will be instantly blocked (and I won't hesitate to disable reblogs if necessary). I will not be answering follow-up asks or getting drawn into Discourse. I do not want to do it and it will not be happening.
I have said it before, but it bears saying again: thinking that the only way to Do Activism is to be constantly on social media and immersing yourself in terrible things nonstop and then posting the Most Correct Opinions (and then viciously attacking anyone who is even slightly Not As Correct as you) is absolutely bullshit. If you're engaging with this content so much that it's giving you a mental breakdown or otherwise plunging you into a spiral of anxiety that you take out on other people who are just as far removed from actually doing anything about it as you: why? Do you really think that you and you alone, one random person on the Internet, are the only way anyone else is going to find out about these things? Or do you think you have to perform the Most Correct Opinions nonstop, viciously harass anyone who isn't responding in exactly the same way, and this is the sum total of what your response should be? Especially in a situation as bloody and complicated as this, dealing with reams of religious, social, cultural, and political history where the average commentator on this conflict knows only what's been fed to them by propaganda on TikTok? How the fuck is that useful or constructive for anyone, aside from perpetuating the idea that you have to be angry all the time on social media about things you essentially know nothing about? I can't see that it does.
What's happening to the Gazans right now is no qualification or equivocation, a genocide. It should rightfully be opposed and called what it is. But unfortunately, I have spent too much time around Western Online Leftists to believe they actually care a whit about stopping genocide as a fundamental principle, and only want to be seen to loudly care about what their Ideology has told them to care about. If it means hand-waving aside genocide and atrocities when committed by their preferred polities, so be it. Why haven't these same people been wall-to-wall up in arms about what Russia has been doing in Ukraine, or for God's sake Syria for the past ten years, if they're really concerned about the rights of innocent Muslim civilians attacked by a far-right imperialist power? Why not the Uighurs in China? Why not [insert the blank] of all the terrible things happening in the world as a result of far-right fascist genocidal imperialism? Why only this conflict? Why now? Why does it involve so much excusing of terrorism as long as it's committed for the Right Ideology? Why are some of the most loudly pro-Palestinian accounts on here also the most rabidly pro-Russian? How does that make sense? To put it bluntly, those genocides are being committed by nation-states that Online Leftists like for being "anti-Western," and therefore their activities are actually fine and should even need to be defended.
My point is not to say that what's happening to the Palestinians is not bad. It is. It is awful and inexcusable. However, I seriously doubt the motives and morality of those who are being the loudest about screaming on social media and attacking everyone else for not instantly repeating their views. I seriously doubt that the Online Left actually opposes genocide and accelerationism as fundamental principles, because they proudly demonstrate every day that they don't. Until those vast factors can be dismantled and shown for what they are, and this can be placed into its larger context, I don't buy it and I don't believe this wall-to-wall social media outrage factory is actually aimed at helping the Gazans or anyone else suffering the most as a result of this. It is just to show that they can be counted on to Perform Outrage and harass anyone else who doesn't do the same, and that does nothing for anyone whatsoever.
#anonymous#ask#politics for ts#israel hamas war#once again any wank will be blocked#reblogs will be turned off if needed#i will not be elaborating further#the end
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Escaping False Fate
Pairing: Shang Tsung x Reader
Summary: Based on Shang Tsung's tower ending:
With Shang Tsung escaping the Le Chin prison, but his partner, the reader, being wounded and captured, the reader loses all faith. Not knowing if Shang is even alive, they can only sit in silence and sad emotions, until fate turns again...
Warnings: Flashback (it is italicized) MK Ending spoilers, reader starts the fic depressed, some fighting (that's about it!)
Word Count: 1.4k
Time didn't seem to exist in this prison cell I was rotting in. Shao, Reiko, and Shang Tsung had escaped, but I didn't have that luxury since I was wounded.
All I could do was sit and dream that Shang and I were successful with our plans. I remembered our horrible life, barely surviving, then going toe-to-toe with an Empress, God, and Titan.
I went as high as possible just to smack the lowest pits. I was lifeless inside, and my body nearly reached that point.
"You're a strange one."
Li Mei watched me on the other side of the bars, unsure if she was curious or worried about me.
"What do you know?" I mumbled, thinking deeply as she asked:
"Your wound healed quite some time ago; not going to try and break out like the others? Just know-"
"I'm not going anywhere," Staring into the dark corner across from me, tears ran down my cheeks, but my voice dead and prolonging, "There's nothing in realms needing nor wanting me. So, tell me, why would I bother to break free?"
She wasn't expecting defeat from me, but I was in the dark corner, crying and reminiscing.
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"Our lives will be changing for the better, dear."
That storming night, I'd never seen Shang's face so bright, optimistic, promising with a kiss:
"With time, we will have the realms at our feet. We'll never have to live like this ever again."
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"To tell you the truth," Li Mei whispered before checking her surroundings to tell me, "I don't think that you're like Shang and the General. You're not evil like them."
"Watch your tongue," Snapping at her, that bit of anger was the only emotion I've shown since being thrown in here, "You don't know me, and your opinions have no value."
"I'm serious," Her kindness was annoying me, shutting her down as I shook my head, voice breaking:
"The only motivation I had is gone now. So, if you don't mind, can I rot in peace?"
"Such a shame," She shook back, quickly taking guard as feet stomped.
"FIRST CONSTABLE?!"
"Yes? What is it?!"
A guard came running down, and this caught my attention. I scooted to watch as the guard came and explained:
"Rebels! They're launching an attack."
"You can't be serious?!" Li Mei took off running, hearing screaming and yelling outside.
Rebels had to have been attacking, but that guard who came to get her flashed a smirk at me—that smirk. Shang Tsung's face flashed in my mind, the same expression on his face. He'd do that as a signal to get ready.
My blood pressure shot through the roof, and not long after that guard left, I heard yelling and screaming from inside. It was the guards.
"Did the rebels get in here?!"
The guards down the hall from my cell started marching down, and my fighter instincts overtook me. Something was telling me to get ready to get out of this place finally, and so, shooting a beam of my magic at them as they passed, going to grab the one with the keys, but they fell to the other side of the wall.
"Curse you!" Trying to squeeze through the bars, I was fingertips away from it, and of course, they had these bars in my way, and my magic was considerably weakened. I was so close, straining my body to try and get them, but freezing as I heard the voice I missed so much:
"Don't strain yourself, dear. We're not done fighting just yet."
"Shang-"
Watching him bend over for the keys, seeing that he was him, I cried tears of happiness for the first time in my life, hurrying to stand, jumping into his arms when the cell opened.
"It's you. It's really you," I cried, holding his face and pinching his cheeks softly as he smiled:
"Live in the flesh."
I was starting to go erratic, squeezing his face a little while pulling his lips to mine, feeling vital energy from within, knowing that something had happened while I was alone sitting in that cell.
"I truly hate to ruin our reunion, sweetheart," He kissed before picking up his head, hearing more footsteps, "But we have some unfinished business to settle."
"Please, allow me," I smirked, ready to go towards the guards headed our way, stopping at him reaching to his side:
"You're forgetting something."
My Khopesh.
The last missing part of me was finally home, and as I held it, energy flowed into me. Did Shang do something to it? There was no time for questions; guards coming from both ends:
"Shang Tsung?! Y/N is escaping! Don't let them escape!"
"Oh, how unfortunate that you chose this vocation," I laughed, that energy growing more vigorous, and with just a swing of my khopesh, the blast wiped them all out, and I was in awe by it, mumbling to myself, "I've never felt stronger."
"I told you," Stepping over the bodies, Shang started leading me to an escape, telling the exact words from the beginning of the new arc in our once meaningless lives, "With time, we will have the realms at our feet."
Out the back, where we were safe from guards, I was in awe at how effortlessly he opened a portal for us to disappear into, his eyes beaming back at me with a bright smile:
"That time has come, my dear, Y/N."
"Finally," I smiled back, stepping into the portal with him, unsure where we were, but all that mattered was that we were safe.
Once the portal was closed, just the two of us, I jumped into his arms again, giggling with joy as he spun a little. I didn't want to let him go; he knew the depressing emotions I dealt with in that cell.
"You didn't think I was going to leave you there, did you?"
"I didn't know what to think," I admitted, "I couldn't even move for days after I was wounded, and I was so worried about you."
Millions of worse-case scenarios were in my head during that time, bringing back my concern when he told me:
"I nearly died in the sea while fleeing."
That made my heart sink a little, but now that we were reunited, I was done with worries, bringing his head to mine:
"But you're alive. That's all I care about, Shang."
"Alive and very well," He smiled excitedly, kissing my cheek and taking my hand, "Come with me."
Following obediently, I began to wonder more about where we were, feeling the energy I felt in my khopesh again. This had to have been the source.
"What I thought would be my death was a blessing in disguise," He spieled, leading me down a dark hall, "Lui Kang may think that because he created time, my life is meaningless. My doppelganger may have tried to feed me false hope, but they both failed. All they did was lead me to greatness."
I finally saw That energy for myself: souls—a massive well of souls holding unimaginable power.
"You are the only one who ever truly believed," Standing before the well, there were no lies in his voice, echoing around me as he held his hands out to the sky, "And together, we will become invincible!"
"The power I felt in my sword came from this?"
"Magnificent, isn't it?"
Nodding, I rose to be at his side, smiling brighter than I ever had as our future had nothing but victory laid out for us.
"Just that little bit made me feel like a deity," I expressed, taking his hand and my voice echoing too, not realizing its enthusiasm, "No one will be able to stop us!"
"Not a thing," Squeezing my hand and pulling me into his arms, kissing him again made me feel complete, not daring to part lips till I couldn't breathe.
Nose to nose, staring deep into each other's eyes, we started laughing as we thought that every soul who tried putting us down would soon pay dearly.
"Y/N, my sweetheart," He breathed, an arm keeping me embraced, staring down the well of souls, then back into my eyes, "Are you ready to defy the cruel fates our enemies tried to put upon us?"
"Of course," I laughed once more, serious and undoubtedly ready as I smiled, "It's our fate to do so."
#mortal kombat#mortal kombat 1#mortal kombat x reader#mortal kombat imagine#mortal kombat fic#mortal kombat fluff#shang tsung#shang tsung x reader#shang tsung imagine#shang tsung fic#shang tsung fluff#read and enjoy
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How betrayed and hurt would jungkook be if he ever found out through his bf that a close friend of him and the guys came onto him very aggressively, as in actually trying to get him to leave jungkook. And how would he react? Could we maybe get a little fic based on that?
sfw. warnings for alcohol consumption, blood/wounds described, probable continuity errors, and bc i am bad at choosing names :[ iykyk whoops
2k words lol. this really is a 'little fic'
"you deserve better than him."
his words are like poison in your ears. even in your memories, you can't knock off the venomous edge of his voice seared into your head.
you should tell him. it's a moral obligation. you really, really should tell him.
but jungkook is so, so sweet and so, so kind. in some manners, he's naïve to the ways of love, averse to the concept of hook-up culture and the pressures of transactional sex. he needed physical intimacy in an ascending staircase: touches, hugs, kisses, then the bed. it was comfortable for him – it felt natural, a gentle progression.
it'd break him to know that his own friend, someone he graduated high school with, was trying to take you away from him for something so small as the refusal to let you see him bare.
you like to think of yourself as a non-confrontational person, but it's getting particularly hard when someone's making fun of your boy. he knows it's bad – that it's wrong. he only says anything when hoseok, taehyung, and yoongi aren't in hearing range.
you sit at the dining table, twisted halfway in a chair to chat with hoseok by the sink and yoongi struggling with brownies. taehyung is eating the chocolate chips straight out of the bag, much to yoongi's exasperation.
taking a seat next to you, hongjin places a hand over yours, itself grasping a short glass. a small puddle of golden whiskey remains at the bottom. your gaze flickers down, sharp and guarded.
he smiles, eyes glimmering. "you drink well. you should come out clubbing with us more often."
"thanks, but it's not really my scene," you reply, shifting your hand on top of your glass when he moves the bottle of whiskey closer and moves to pour some. "i'm good."
he sits back, popping the cork back into the bottle. he crosses his arms, smiling at you unsettlingly. you shift your overshirt tighter over your chest, as if you could defend yourself with it in some way. it's a little too warm with it, even with the sleeves rolled up to your elbows, but you're not taking it off. not now.
"taehyung! stop eating the chips! i need them right now and i swear, if there aren't enough left, i'm going to gut you like a fish."
"why do you even need them?" he pouts. "brownies are already all chocolate, you don't need more!"
hoseok snorts. "they're not even that tasty by themselves, taehyung. i have better chocolates in the pantry if you want them."
taehyung clutches the small white bag to his chest. "no. i like these ones."
"you're such a toddler, taehyung, just give me the bag!"
taking the opportunity of their commotion, hongjin leans closer and nudges your knuckles with his fingers, playful. he's tall, handsome, a nice-enough guy, but he can be a bit presumptuous at times – like his opinion is the only right one. there was a reason there was a group chat without him in it.
"so, you're not really planning on staying with little jungkook, are you? you're just his second boyfriend – ever. he's twenty-three and still cries easily. you're not worried that he's a bit, i don't know... immature?"
"no...?" you say slowly. "he can take care of himself, and he's a fast learner. he has an emotional insightfulness that i didn't have at that age. i don't see how such sensitivity is immature – if anything, i'd call it maturity."
he chuckles, shrugging. "yeah, okay. mature, but too shy to let you fuck him? it's, what – five, six months now? c'mon."
"five," you supply, voice flat. "what does it matter to you?"
he notices your grip on the glass, tendons tense and bulging against your skin. briefly, he lifts his hands in surrender. "relax, i'm just teasing. you don't think it's weird that he needs to be cosseted like that, though? that he's taking it – you – so slow that he can barely hold your hand in front of us without getting embarrassed?"
"i'm not cosseting him, nor do i care that his values are different from yours. you're—" you chuckle, gesturing discreetly "—you're doing the thing again, hongjin. the thing that makes people not like you."
he laughs and rolls his eyes, taking it more of a joke than you hoped. he has a dimple in his left cheek, and god, if he could just stop doing that single thing, he'd be so much more likeable.
"that really doesn't bother you? wow. you're, like, a paragon of patience. i could never. hey, listen," he leans in, "what do you do, then? when you wanna, but you can't because of him?"
"then i find that gratification elsewhere," you say with a hint of incredulity. what does he expect? "i'm very happy to wait until jungkook wants to, if at all. alright, i'm not for censoring sexuality, but can we talk about something else?"
"if at all? shit, man. you sure you don't mind? i could talk to him, if you like. maybe all he needs is a little push in the right direction. or, maybe you'd wanna set aside your baggage, go out and window-shop...?"
he smiles, coy. your grip tightens around the glass until it hurts.
lowly, you ask, "are you suggesting i break up with jungkook in order to find someone else to satisfy my need for sexual intimacy?"
he laughs. "oh, the way you talk – you sound like a doctor, or something. i like it." he shrugs, humming. "boiled down to its simplest form: yeah, i am. he's not good enough for you. surely a handsome guy like yourself won't have much trouble finding someone willing to go the extra mile, yeah?" he shifts back in his seat and spreads his hands, and you know for a fact that it's an invitation, a suggestion. you've seen that smile before, confident and assured.
he winks.
the glass in your hand shatters with a sharp crack and the tinkle of its shards hitting the table, rolling onto the floor, is melodic. a harp, perhaps, and a triangle.
in an instant, hoseok and taehyung are at your sides, frantically asking you what happened and inspecting your bleeding palm. yoongi rushes for clean cloths from the bathroom, returning just as you pick out a large shard of glass and whip out a tissue from the box on the dinner table. you place the bloodied piece on it, apologising to hoseok as sincerely as you can while trying not to lunge at the wide-eyed motherfucker across from you.
"i just set it down too hard, i think, i'm so sorry," you say as hoseok grabs a couple of tissues and brushes the tiny shattered pieces from your clothes. "ah, shit, got glass fucking everywhere..."
if he notices your unusual use of expletives, he doesn't mention it, telling you instead not to worry – it's just a cup, it's like seventy cents, at least we're all wearing slides.
you angle your gaze towards hongjin, and you take a sick satisfaction in the way he flinches from your eyes.
taehyung, the poor thing, is chanting hospital, hospital under his breath. as yoongi cups your hand in cloth to stop you bleeding all over the place, he takes you to the bathroom to wash the wound out.
plural, you realise. wounds.
"jesus, how tight were you holding that thing?" yoongi asks, staring at the separated edges of a large slash across your palm. the other ones are smaller, and you're surprised about how much it doesn't hurt. adrenaline does wonders for the human body.
"i think taehyung was right," you say mildly. "that one looks like it needs stitches."
"hold these to it and don't show him or he'll faint," yoongi orders, "and get into my car. i'll call jungkook."
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with the speed jungkook gets to your home, it's as if he flew. he finds you seated neatly on the edge of the bed, flipping through a book with one hand.
"hyung!" he flies over, and you have just enough time to stand up before he's crashing into your chest. "when yoongi-hyung c-called me to say he was at the hospital because of you, i almost had a heart attack! are you okay? does it hurt? why are you here? what happened? are you going to die—?"
"calm – calm down, baby, please," you try, huffing a short laugh as he strokes your hair and guides you back down onto the bed. he cups your face, searching you for injuries the nurses might have missed.
"calm down," he squawks, "calm down? you were in a hospital! explain – right now!"
"you want the truth, or the truth i told the others?"
his grasp lessens slightly, his huge glossy eyes staring up at you with unshed tears. his chest heaves from his sprint down the block to the entrance. "th-there's a difference...?"
with your good hand, not wrapped in gauze, you stroke his wrist, leaning into his touch. you sigh. "you know how hongjin is, right?"
he shrugs. "well, yeah – bit of a bastard, like the rest of us."
"i'm afraid he's a different kind of bastard from the rest of you," you admit. "here – let me take your bag. how was class?"
"don't ask me how class was when you've only got one working hand," he snaps, wresting his backpack from you and dumping it in the corner. he drops back to the bed, collecting your hand in his and pressing it against his cheek. he pulls himself into you, legs tangled with yours.
you can feel his heartbeat through his back, quick and anxious like a rabbit. "i'm sorry, bunny," you say, the nickname rolling easily off of your tongue. he doesn't seem to mind it, and you continue. "you know how much i love you, hm? how you're my beautiful, perfect boy, and how i wouldn't change a thing about you for the world?"
he glances away briefly, heat rising to his cheeks for a soft pink glow. "yeah, hyung, you never shut up about it..."
"just making sure you know i have a crush on you," you tease gently, and he scoffs, burying his face in your shoulder. out of your sight, a big smile adorns his lips.
"sure, if i was dory or that guy from memento," he mumbles. "just tell me, please. why is your hand wrapped up in gauze?"
you pause. exhale.
he deserves the truth. the whole of it.
you cup the nape of his neck, playing with the soft hairs there, and he presses his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. he waits, patiently, for you.
"alright. hongjin seems to be under the impression that all romances require sex as a major component," you whisper. "he thinks that we aren't doing enough together, as a couple."
he clicks his tongue. "he thinks that because he's constantly searching for vulnerability he can control. why's he so concerned over us?"
here comes the hammer of dawn. "er... he wants us to break up... so he can sleep with," you wince, "me."
jungkook goes absolutely fucking still.
after several seconds, you pull away slightly, opening your eyes, but jungkook doesn't shift an inch. you're not even sure he's breathing.
"baby...? bunny, talk to me."
he sucks in a steady breath. "did you hurt your hand by hitting him, hyung?"
"no – no, i squeezed a glass i was holding too tightly and it cut me when it broke. i couldn't hurt your friend."
in one smooth motion, jungkook stands up. it's almost mechanical.
your gaze flicks down to his hands, clenched into white-knuckled fists at his sides. they loosen and tighten, and you get the distinct stone-drop feeling he's flexing his fingers to ready them. you fold a hand tightly around his wrist and give him a warning look.
"jungkook... whatever you're thinking, step me through it."
"you might not hurt a friend," he begins, voice uncannily smooth, "but that's why they say opposites attract."
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as an autistic transmasc, have you had an issue with your voice tone being a "giveaway", especially early on with learning about your autism and unmasking? I've found for myself that my "customer service voice" or even "public" voice (aka my masking voice) is much more feminine, lighter, and friendlier than my unmasked voice, even pre-testosterone, which often leads to me getting misgendered more in my work place. This happens worse on days where I'm already anxious or having a rough mental health day, so I'm not focusing on unmasking, and so I'm automatically putting up my pre-T mask voice without thinking about it. If you have experience with this, do you have recommendations for working on this?
Growing up, I had a lot of gay male friends who would invariably get "ma'amed" on the phone. They continued being mistaken for women over the phone after we all grew up, because their voices are lighter, softer, more filled with emotional affect, and just generally more stereotypically feminine than straight men's voices are.
Familiarity with men like these got me comfortable with the idea that my voice can be high, expressive, and feminine without me being a woman, and that people misgendering based upon it isn't even a uniquely transgender experience. Lots of gay men like me have it. So I don't think about it.
If your customer service voice makes you feel dysphoric, you certainly can practice changing it. I have a "straight guy" voice that I will trot out when I'm donating blood or in certain unfamiliar customer service situations. It's low and gruff and flat, very inexpressive; my straightsona is a mopey depressed kind of guy. He gives less emotional energy away to other people. If you're working in customer service, feeling less pressure to do all that emotional labor of being bubbly at people might be desirable, maybe you want to be more gruff. There are a lot of great resources out there on voice training for trans femme people -- I like Stef Sanjati's videos -- and you can adopt the same techniques for practicing a more reflexively masculine voice if you want one, or if it sounds more like the real you to you.
But my real self is expressive and swishy and gay and gets ma'amed over the phone sometimes and doesn't give a shit! So I don't worry about how people interpret my voice. Your mileage may vary anon, but I'm of the opinion no trans person should have to worry about vocal training and that one of our most attractive qualities as queer people is our unusual voices.
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HEY YOU
Hit me with some Julie Su propoganda cuz I'm mostly lukewarm on her character and don't know all that much about her.
OK OK ... well baseline info she's the daughter of dark legion general luger, and half sister of lien-da and kragok, who are twins and both high ranking legion soldiers. when their mother (merin-da) died and luger remarried, ld and kragok hated his new wife (julie-su's mother) (mari-su) so bad they orchestrated her death, info which was they kept on the DL for a long time until js eventually found out about it. memory situation, js is raised by other folks who actually love her and doesn't learn who her blood family is until later. she joins knuckles because she feels inexplicably drawn to him (soul touch) (echidna soulmates) so she defects from the legion to join the chaotix. the soul touch thing sucks and i hate it but this is how it goes. ill talk about my au version of her at the end lol bc things ive built on top of canon are part of the reason why shes one of my fave charas in the series lul
ANYWHO i honestly find it pretty frustrating when people talk about js as just being pink knuckles, shoehorned into the story to give knuckles an obligatory girlfriend, because it really demonstrates that they like. weren't paying a lick of attention to anything because she genuinely has a LOT of personality but since people just go in anticipating anything penders touched to suck they don't even bother to think about her for longer than half a second.
js fills a niche that, imo, could always use filling, especially with regards to girl characters, which is to say shes a well meaning asshole. shes incredibly blunt, she's pessimistic (immediately assumes knuckles must be dead when enerjak returns and they cant find him, tells knuckles not to search a fallen ship that his mother was on because shes probably dead and she doesnt think he'd want to see that). shes terrible at handling interpersonal conflict (knuckles confesses to her that he feels guilty and stressed over all the pressure put on him as guardian and she scolds him and says "this isn't just about you", which results in a minor shouting match when she really had zero intention of starting an argument), she's almost constantly beefing with vector (tbf its because hes sexist he refuses to see past her history as a member of the dark legion). these might suond like cons but i love characters like this LOL and they fit especially well in archie where people love to get mad at each other and make dumb mistakes and it just feels very genuine and interesting and endearing to me. shes rough and difficult but she's also DEEPLY loyal. she'd die for knuckles and the chaotix and the way she interacts with them always makes me soooo ........ im just gonna give some examples i can find.
(knuckles is on the phone with her)
^ this was the genuine conclusion of an argument they had and im obsessed with it because both of them suck with emotions so they both give the worlds strangest apology and know that the other means it and they move on. plus putting her arm in front of SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG while theyre confronting eggman even after watching him CHAOS BLAST, primarily because she feels like this is more her fight than his (its about knuckles).
theres def more and i could find them if i was more on top of archie but unfortunately im #narutopilled rn. BUT ANYWAYS. shes just a very fun character with a messy personality and fun interactions and she loves her buddies sm even tho she bickers with them. shes just very special. she fits well with knuckles in a way that makes their relationship actually feel plausible instead of just forcing him to have a girlfriend (tho ofc the writing is fumbled sometimes like. ITS ARCHIE. bffr. but thats the case with literally everything ever in archie so you take what you can and its amazing). also see below. BASED AS FUCKKKKKKK
and ill discuss my au briefly bc u r asking me my opinion on js and that does play a large role in how i feel abt her, but rly im just expanding on elements of her story that werent discussed as fully as i wouldve liked. her relationship with lien-da is obviously BAD in canon, but theres not a lot of time spent lingering on precisely how lien-da and kragok feel about julie-su as the product of their fathers second marriage to a woman they KILLED because they hated her so much. ive also given her much more internal strife over turning away from the legion, originally joining the chaotix planning to betray them from the inside then being slowly convinced to join them for real after realizing how much she'd been brainwashed by the legion and what its like to have people who truly love and care about you. her story as someone who is trying to find herself outside of her history as a child soldier is something that TOTALLY deserves to be expanded on and its a bit sad that it wasnt explored. but i mean really im not changing her actual PERSONALITY at all because as i discussed shes oozing with it.... im honestly never going to make the full comic i wanted to so at some point im just going to compile all the lore and concept art and stuff into one big post to share. but thats like a spoiler free taste.
she also has a gun. which is fucking awesome because not enough sonic characters have guns. people make shadow the guy with a gun but he hasnt been seen with one since shth. hello....
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Hello there! :) I'd like to order a Rivals to Lovers/Crush with Jamil please, you can serve it however you like to~
"Here's the food you ordered, dear customer. Albeit a little delayed, I hope you'll still enjoy this [How Could This Happen?!] gado-gado."
How Could This Happen?!
Character(s): Jamil
Summary: You and Jamil are rivals, but then he realized his feelings for you
Tag(s) and warning(s): GN!Reader, fluff, romantic, rivals to crush trope, and a little crack (according to what my sister said)
Note: I was supposed to post this two days ago, but then I accidentally fell asleep and completely forgot about it until my sister reminded me this morning 👁️👄👁️
From the first time he met you, Jamil knew he wouldn't get along well with you. You and him… are too different. In many senses. Your opinions often conflict with his, whether it's about lessons or other small things. You're the only person besides Kalim who can make Jamil's blood boil effortlessly. In order not to get high blood pressure, Jamil constantly tries to minimize his contact with you. But somehow, he didn't know how, he will always get involved with you in the end. How annoying!
Jamil always tries to be an ordinary student with average grades. But then you came into his life, provoked him, and the next thing Jamil knows, he's accidentally gotten himself a perfect score. Upset that you ruined his plans to become a normal student, Jamil automatically looks at you with a piercing gaze. Being stared at like that, you immediately think that Jamil gets a lower score than you. So, with a cheeky smile, you proudly showed your score to him, not noticing the way Jamil rolled his eyes exasperatedly.
At this point, almost everyone in NRC knows that the relationship between the two of you is not good, even though you both are often seen together. But miraculously, you two always end up in the same group together. Arguments between the two of you were inevitable, but over time you two are also slowly starting to understand each other more deeply. Your relationship didn't improve right away, but at least it was better than before.
Jamil was the first to notice that something was a little different from your daily interactions. Sure, you two still frequently argue over trivial matters, but Jamil realizes that lately he's been giving in to you more often just to see you smile with joy. And every time you, intentionally or not, do something stupid that gets you in trouble, Jamil will secretly help you solve it and then give you a harsh scold.
Once he realizes that he has feelings for you, the poor guy will be in complete denial. Jamil's trying so hard to convince himself that he's, in fact, not the least bit interested in you. And as if to prove it, he starts avoiding you as if you were a plague to be avoided. But instead his of diminished, his feelings for you just increased the more he tried to distance himself from you. After some time, Jamil finally accepts the fact that he has truly fallen in love with you, his rival.
After successfully managing his feelings, Jamil didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly thought of something important. Do you also like him the way he likes you? Jamil himself is aware that you two didn't have a good start, so he knows you don't have a good impression of him. But now, Jamil will try to improve his relationship with you little by little.
Ancient people once said that the quickest way to capture someone's heart is to catch their stomach first. Coincidentally, Jamil is an excellent cook. Using the excuse of 'accidentally making too much', Jamil occasionally gives you the food he makes. Not only that, if he notices you're having trouble with a lesson, he will help you study it under the pretext of 'it's not fair to compete with a stupid person'. All in all, Jamil is the type of person who says so little, yet lots of action. He won't immediately tell you about his feelings; preferring to slowly make his way into your heart, just like what you did to him.
#disney twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst wonderland#twst x reader#twst imagines#jamil viper#jamil viper x reader#jamil x reader#gado-gado#🍽️_ordered#👀_anonymous
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minimalist self-care habits
One of the biggest misconceptions about taking care of yourself is the systematic and erroneous association of self-care with extreme consumerism. This idea conveys the image of self-care as something reserved to those who can afford it. The truth is, and many already know this, there are countless ways to be good to yourself without spending more than necessary.
☐ Get enough sleep. A child would need 10 to 12 hours of sleep per night. The average is between 7 and 9 hours for an adult. I can never say it enough, but sleep is an important part of our lives. Value it highly. It's an elementary need: not getting enough sleep puts us at risk of developing numerous chronic diseases: such as high blood pressure, diabetes, heart failure, coronary heart disease and some types of cancer. You are also more likely to suffer a stroke.
☐ Turn the volume down. Since I'm riding the wave of how we 21st century people are neglecting our health, I also want to stress the importance of auditory health. If, like me, you love to spend hours with headphones on, consider turning down the volume. I know it's much more enjoyable to experience it fully, but having gone through the terrible experience of tinnitus, I bitterly regret it. There is a simple way to track your auditory health: please check your smartphone's headphone safety features.
☐ Don't neglect your medical appointments. I have always been very anxious about it. Not to the point of pulling my hair out, but I used to postpone my appointment so much that I sometimes forgot why I even wanted to go. There are countless of reasons why we may not like to go to the doctor, but the truth is that health issues simply cannot wait. It is equally important to go see your doctor even if you think you are in perfect condition.
☐ Be physically active. Always keep in mind that your body, like your mind, needs to be stimulated. Besides allowing you to manage your weight more effectively, sport improve your brain health, reduces health risks and strengthens both your muscles and your bones.
☐ Watch your language. It's more personal, but it introduces a sense of discipline into your mind. The turns of phrase, the informal language, the way we speak, the choice of words, the syntax… Speaking is the perfect expression of the mind. This does not mean abolishing the use of crude words, but rather regaining control, becoming master of your language again. Your words should never exceed your thoughts. In my opinion, a rich language reflects the attention the speaker pays to it. When was the last time you learned a new word?
☐ Clean your space. The cleanliness of your living space has a big impact on your productivity. A messy space can lead to a messy mind. Home is, for many of us, the place we feel most comfortable: keeping your living space clean and organized naturally improves the quality of your life, your sleep and your health. Clean regularly, let the sun shine in and air out daily.
☐ Avoid ads. Easier said than done. But try not to have your mind parasitized by the multitude of advertisements we are flooded with. I don't watch television. I do have access to a music platform so I don't have to deal with the constant stream of ads on YouTube.
☐ Go for a walk. Pretending to discover your city or town anew can do wonders for a mind in need of a little distraction. Check out some of the free events that may be happening near you. Visit a park you've never been to before.
☐ Give yourself a reason to wait. Try to establish a ritual of patience. In other words… You stop binge watching every new show you start and you take your time to appreciate it.
☐ Stimulate your mind. The internet has given us more ways than ever to keep our minds busy. For those who know me a little, I am a big fan of reading. And if physical books can indeed be expensive, you can find some really good ones for free in .pdf format. In fact, some kind souls have even gone so far as to share entire drives of them on Tumblr... Going further in my reflection, I think that the scourge of our century is the intellectual lethargy: everything is at our fingertips, why bother reading a whole book when I have access to a detailed summary of only a few pages? Beyond the spiritual enrichment, it is also a proof of patience to seize a book and give it three hours of your time. I sincerely believe that as human beings, we owe it to ourselves to keep our senses and our minds alert. Reading is a great way to exercise our brain as it helps stimulate our cognitive abilities. It allows us to develop our capacity for memorization, reflection, analysis and imagination. Try coloring for adults (yes, it's a thing: ■ ■). There are also many games for adults online with the aim of stimulating memory and improving concentration (■, ■.). Try solving online puzzles, fake criminal investigations, math problems? Learn how to code (with Codecademy for example, which offers many courses for free). Take language courses. Many general knowledge quizzes are also available to anyone who is interested (■) . The web is a real goldmine in terms of resources and many are available for free.
☐ Finally, this list would be meaningless without me asking you to learn to relax. Give yourself a day off if you need to. It is essential to take it easy, to get your nose out of your planning, to look up from your screen and breathe in some fresh air through the window. I advise all those who try to relax to start a digital detox: we must learn to relax independently, without a screen and regain control over the objects of our stimulation.
My lists are intended to be personal. If you find them useful, that's great. Feel free to rewrite them! Don't hesitate to ask questions or send me your comments and ideas for next articles.
#self improvement#motivation#that girl#weight loss#evening routine#discipline#inspiration#self care#growth#positivity#studyblr#productivity#becoming that girl#becoming her#it girl#feminine#divine feminine#goal#morning routine#routine
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Seeing as Scream 7 is going to end up being cancelled because who even wants to watch it anymore, what would you personally have done with the plot and storyline?
Also Happy New Year!!!!!
This ask. Oh my GOD! This ask yes! Okay, okay, let's get into it.
I want some serious stakes, some real blood, hear me out. I want shit to be serious. So.
We start off with someone getting ready. We are unable to tell who they are, like gloved handles lacing books, sheathing a knife, all that, like it is not clear who it is. We then see them leave, we keep on their boots as they walk, some cuts, they make it to wherever they are meant to be. We hear rustling in their backpack, and then you see the robe drop, they are in the Ghostface fit. It pans up slowly, phone is out and they are calling someone.
Who do they call for the opening cold call?
Gale Weathers.
We have the opening scene, the back and forth, all that, they've broken in, they get the drop on Gale, I am talking a dirty, nasty thing, like she is tryna come around the corner and just gets a knife in the side of the throat, blade is dragged through and just full throat slit. She is bleeding and choking everywhere. Ghostface doesn't leave until she is dead. Multiple stab wounds. Stays until she is no longer breathing.
It is an uncomfortable shot, long. Ghostface with the mask a little bloody just staring down at her.
Then, they leave. No big dramatic slash to the title. Not this time.
We get into the main people, Tara, and Sam and Chad and Mindy finding out that Gale is fucking dead. Obvi there is concern about what this means.
I think the four of them have been cautious about getting close to other people, but the small relationships that they have allowed are not targeted like they all expect. It's the opposite. Anyone who is causing the core four issues is ending up dead.
Suspicion is thrown on the core four hard. Kirby is involved, she is of course trying to help, when she gets a bit too close she is hurt but not killed, just seriously maimed, to the point of medically incuded coma lets say. Sidney is mentioned briefly, she is staying farrrr away from all of this mess, everyone is glad about that, because man she still deserves that break.
The cops feel very unhelpful and so it's on the four to try and solve this, but it's hard, long, twisting, shit is confusing and not making sense and they are TIRED. The average Scream movie takes place over a few days, this will be longer. Suspicion is weighing heavily on all of them, the murders are piling up, it isn't totally making sense, it's messy, there seems to be no real reason to who is dying. At first.
It comes out over time that these people who are being killed sucked, did morally shady and awful things.
I want this body count high and us caring about the people in my opinion is not important. I want them amount of gore and the uncertainty to be bringing the scares and the heat, I want it oppressive.
And then. Kirby gets out of her medically induced coma.
And guess what she has to share?
She knows who did it. She is on the phone with like Tara and Kirby reveals the killer is Sam.
Not sure the place of the final set piece, but somewhere outdoors is appealing to me, don't ask me why, (also btw we should just set this in winter, blood on snow man, we need it, we need a winter set Scream to finish this series cuz this would be the finale' in my opinion)
Mindy is there for the reveal monologue cuz she deserves that. Sam goes off about how frustrated she is. It's been years since the last Ghostface event. She talks about how good it felt to kill and having some asshole pop up and terrorize them, she got to kill in self-defence, get some of the urges out, there has been no such opportunity in too long. She tried to ignore it, the pressure is building, she is attempting to be good, but then she gets an email from Gale who reaches out, she is trying to be better and do right by her, telling Sam and giving her a heads-up she is going to be writing a new book about the events of EVERYTHING, a full covering of all the Ghostface murders with her years of perspective after everything and Sam is just done.
She decides she is going to get her fix. She is gonna take out Gale and be done. She does it and oh my fucking God she missed this. She cannot stop herself, it becomes a compulsion. So, whenever the opportunity arises, when someone fucks with her family, with the core four, she takes the opportunity. It escalates further, she is seeking out people who she deems deserve this because that makes it okay, right? She is better than those other murders, those previous Ghostface's. She has been through so much, she's earned the right, she is doing it to protect her family. She has just fully snapped under everything.
They, the core four, assume she is gonna take them out. They know too much, she is going to end them.
She doesn't hurt or go after them because she wants them all to be together always. Tries to convince them that this is what is right, this is what should happen, just keep quiet and she will keep everyone safe. Girl is manic and unhinged.
They can't let that happen.
Three against one. They don't kill her but manage to hurt her bad enough to restrain her. The cops are called, she is hauled off, screaming and crying and heartbroken. The core four is no more, but hey, the triangle is the strongest shape in nature, so maybe they can find a way to be okay. Sam is naturally locked up and ngl at this point we also get some serious confirmation Stu IS alive and is ALSO in prison because Sam gets a letter from him. Sam and Stu are prison pen pals, no, you cannot change my mind.
#OKAY#OKAY SO YEAH#SO THIS IS MY THOUGHT PROCESS#BHF writing#BHF opinions#This is what I would want scream 7 to be I don't care
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I'm curious about what your opinion on dtamhd is?
I talked about it a bit when the episode first came out, but I'll summarize my thoughts for the new folk. This is all just my personal opinion/interpretation, feel free to disagree, etc etc
I really like DTAMHD! Dennis is my favorite boy and I enjoy being with him for 20 minutes and watching him bop around trying to keep his cool and be kind to people while he slowly loses his mind. I fuck very heavily with the idea that Dennis actually does try to be calm and kind most of the time, he just gets overwhelmed by his own emotions and lashes out because he has no healthy outlit or healthy coping mechanisms. And he refuses to accept help from others because he doesn't trust anyone but himself with his mind and body because growing up every adult in his life that we know of abused him in some way. So when he has a problem, like high blood pressure, he keeps it all inside and tries to deal with it himself, which just makes him more stressed and miserable. I really like all the little things in his fantasy that actually do highlight parts is his real life, like him having to be on Frank's family plan, forever tied to him and relying on him even as an adult, or him crying "nightmare nightmare please somebody help me". We love to see a man suffer on this blog. But that's the aspect of the episode people usually don't have a problem with. Let's get more controversial
My interpretation of the ending is that Dennis did not actually lower his own blood pressure, he's just so stuck in this fantasy version of his life where he has control and where things can't hurt him that he blocks out the negative information and replaces it with positive. I don't see it as a "win" for Dennis because I don't think he succeeded at all in actually changing anything. I think the fact that the gang's phone call at the end is the exact same one that's explicitly a fantasy is supposed to clue us in that this is fake too, the difference is Dennis isn't aware that it's still a fantasy because he's so wrapped up in his own idea of himself as someone who CAN lower his own blood pressure and someone who the gang needs and relies on. So he has these purposeful fantasies to help him cope, but those fantasies still bleed in to real life and color his perception of himself and the world even though he thinks to himself that he's in control of the fantasy. But much like how he can't actually control his physical health, he can't control his mental health either, and this constant fantasizing that he can do all these things has led him to see a distorted version of reality where he doesn't have to change or grow or learn. Which is kind of the core of the whole show if you think about it. I do agree completely with the criticism that Dennis actually having the ability to lower his own blood pressure is stupid, so I get hating the end if you see it as him returning to reality and being successful in his endeavors, but that's not how I see it, so it's not an issue for me.
I can also understand why people could see the heart eating scene as a serial killer Dennis thing and dislike it because of that, but that's not how I saw it at all. It's really goofy and cartoony and obviously not real when he rips the guy's heart out and eats it; it's not about killing someone (the guy doesn't even look hurt at all, he just stands there watching Dennis—I think a real murder fantasy would focus on the pain and dying but it’s not about that, it’s about defeating a metaphorical evil, not a literal man) it's about oversimplifying the world. There’s so many fun different ways you can interpret the CEO, like that he represents Dennis’ relationship with himself or with the world or with his parents, etc. I think if you detach yourself from the literal image and look at things in a more abstract, metaphorical way it makes the scene and the episode as a whole more enjoyable—but I understand that’s not something everyone is interested in doing.
That’s why it doesn’t just feel like a retelling of Glenn’s real life experience to me—I think there’s a lot of Dennis-specific ideas and systems (lol) throughout the episode that give it more symbolism and weight and makes it into a good (imo) narrative.
And I get why, if you’re the type of person who feels a Sunny season should end with a story about the entire gang, or about the gang helping one of them do something big, or something similar, DTAMHD would be disappointing, but I personally have no expectations for what a Sunny finale “should” be, so I wasn’t bothered by the fact that Dennis never opened up to anyone or had any real growth. I was just along for the ride.
I really enjoy the fact that the episode has a lot you can read into and a lot that’s open to interpretation, but that’s also the exact reason different people came away with such different views of the episode. I love when Sunny takes risks and makes unique episodes like this. And I like watching Glenn Howerton smear blood all over his mouth
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How do you think alucard would react to a gen z humor? For example: would he enjoy tiktok and vine? Would he be confused by our memes? How would he react to our self-deprecating humor?
This will be a running theme in my fanficiton, so I'm all for this. Also, I am barely Gen Z, and continuously learn new slang from my students, so excuse the cringe 😅
In my personal opinion, Alucard very much gives supportive grandpa vibes.
He's happy to view whatever "KidToks", "YouViews", or "Bumblr" memes you shove in his face. He's not going to understand it, but he's happy to watch if it makes you smile.
He really loves BookTok for reading material when he's chillin in the dungeon, especially murder mysteries and modern fantasy.
When he first got a taste of your Vine-Vocab, he legit just thought that was the way you spoke.
Seras delivering you a birthday gift: "so you just gonna bring me a birthday gift on my birthday to my birthday party on my birthday with a birthday gift?"
Giving the Hellsing taskforce driving directions for their next mission: "Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does."
Joining him in the shooting range for target practice: "Don't fuck with me! I have the power of God and anime on my side!"
When you eventually informed him it was from a dead meme-site that defined your generation, he was very impressed that you young-folk have such an extensive reference log to communicate with each other.
Like I said, grandpa vibes.
His favorite moments are when your Gen Z slang is directed at him. He has no idea what you're talking about, but he loves it cus it's you. You love it too, because you can use it to your advantage and flirt with him incognito.
"Alucard, I admire the 40s coat and sunhat drip, but it's a little camp these days. We really need to give you a glow up."
"I saw the footage from your last mission, and I have to say, you were an absolute snack. Totally bussin'."
"You high-key live in my head, rent-free, Alucard."
He enjoys your silly words. Such admirable youth.
But when it came to your self-deprecating humour, it was kind of 50/50 for him. He understands it with no issues, and as long as it wasn't too hurtful towards yourself, he thought it was hilarious.
"Sorry, demons! There’s no room inside me because I’m self-possessed." Hella relatable for him.
"I question my sanity a lot of times. Every now and then, it replies." He's like, "same."
You'd think he would enjoy it all, given his dark-humour streak. However, when you talk too poorly about yourself, it really puts a damper on his mood.
Even though he's a grandpa, we have to remember that Alucard is incredibly intelligent. So whenever you're shitting on yourself, he plays your game to his advantage.
You: "I'm the human equivalent of a typo."
Alucard: "But you'll always be my type."
Wait. What?
You: "If I remember correctly, the last time that I was someone’s type was when I was donating blood in the blood drive."
Alucard: "I had it for my dinner last week, it was one of the best bags I've ever drank."
Motherfucker. There more you try to put yourself down, the more creative he gets. It's like a ping-pong game of put-downs and affectionate counter-attacks.
You: "My life’s purpose is to be a cautionary tale for others."
Alucard: "I'll just have to be your happily-ever-after."
You: "I wouldn’t even settle for me, so why would you?"
Alucard: "Because we could be settling together in my coffin when we sleep."
You: "When I’m ready to sleep, I don’t bother checking if my foot is hanging off the end of my bed anymore. Come get me, demons."
Alucard: "Is that a proposition?"
You finally admit defeat, as your red cheeks and blood pressure could only handle so much.
Damn that sexy old man.
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Hello, my name is Big Mess of a Person, and here is some reasons I think I'm autistic.
If you have autism, please skim this? (Or read it in massive depth if you want) and please just let me know what you think. I really want more opinions.
Notes, before we get into it
- All of this is speculation. These are all things that I have noticed that some of my autistic friends do, that I also do
-While I don't have an autism diagnosis, I am diagnosed with ADHD, and it is very severe. I know they share a few traits so I have really just convinced myself it's my ADHD and nothing else. I am at a point where I want other people's opinions
- I am aware that having just a few of these traits does not mean I am autistic. I am making this post to mainly ask autistic people what they think. I want more opinions before I talk to my parents about it (my dad will not be super willing to get me tested)
- I know that if I do have autism, it is not very severe. I know it's easy to say that we would've known if it was 'bad' enough but it would not surprise me if we missed this for 16 years. My ADHD hit us straight in the face for 14 years and no one had any idea until we talked to my doctor
Alright, time to type it all out (yay.)
1. If people touch or move my things, it is very possible I will break down in one of two ways depending on how I'm feeling that day. I will either want to scream or break down and weep. Example(s)
- My grandfather came over this weekend while I went to his house. He stayed in my room. (As much as I love him, I did not want him in my room, I asked if we could offer him my sister's room (she's away at college) but he chose my room and he was helping us so I had to deal with it) He knocked over two of my Monster High dolls, and he put them back where they went, but just seeing them messed with and not how I put them made me want to cry. This combined with everything else that was going on made me have what I think was a meltdown. (You will get more context to last night as we go on)
- Despite us changing the sheets, just seeing my bed not how I have it made me also want to cry. It didn't feel like it was my bed anymore. We fixed it, but my room doesn't feel like my room. This is a stupid way to put it, but it's accurate, the vibe is off. It's not the vibe of my bedroom. So it doesn't feel like my room. I wanted to cry (spoiler alert, I did cry)
- This combines #1 and #2, #2 already had a lot of examples so im putting it here. My hands have been really dry recently and so I got this moisturizer. I forgot to bring it to my grandma's so my hands have been extremely dry and cracky which makes me want to die within itself, but that's not the point right now. Because we are redoing the bathroom, my hand moisturizer has been moved to an unknown location so I had to use one that has the wrong texture, feeling and smell.
2. I have very bad texture/smell/feeling(?) problems. The word is sensory. It's like an hour after I first wrote this. The word I was looking for is sensory. Example(s)
- I am a known sock hater and it's because they sometimes feel loose around my ankles. Anything loose around my ankles makes me want to scream and cry all at the same time. This has been true my entire life. It's why I don't wear certain shoes, or certain pants. If there is anything near my ankles it has to be an even pressure, or nothing at all
- Anything on my hands that is not meant to be there makes my blood boil. I need to wash it off as soon as possible. Even unsolicited water makes me feel like this. My hands can't be wet (or anything else) without me wanting them to be or else I lose my mind
- Anything on the bottoms of my feet (like dust, dirt, random shit on the floor) makes me feel very uncomfortable and I want to cry. An example from last night is the dust that covers my bathroom floor right now because we are redoing it. There is construction dust covering my floors (every damn room in the house) and the idea of walking into my bedroom with my feet covered in this dust made me freak out. I was nearly in tears. I was so upset that I froze. I couldn't move or speak or anything without wanting to cry even more. I had to walk back into the bathroom and get a wet cloth then walk on the sides of my feet till I could sit on the edge of my bed, then I wiped my feet off. Now, if I have to leave my bed or couch, I am putting my slippers on. There's a lot more that I'm not typing, that I think is necessary, but it would be so much more and I'm not good at typing so it probably wouldn't make sense anyway
- Right now my scalp makes me want to scream. Because of the bathroom being redone right now, we can't shower. (part of the reason I went to my grandmas house) I showered before I came home yesterday but I used the wrong shampoo and conditioner, so my hair looks like shit. I needed to go to school today so I woke up and dry shampooed it so I didn't look like a greasy mess. Normally I can deal with the texture being wrong, and the horrible smell that bubbles around me all day, and the cloudy look it gives me hair, but after everything else I could not do it today and so I started crying, which is why I am even typing this right now, because I'm not going to school today. So it was for nothing and now my hair feels bad and I still cant shower and I am probably gonna have to do it again tomorrow or use the sink to shampoo and condition my hair
3. I go into stretches where I am almost completely non verbal. If I am overwhelmed or anything I can go into stretches where I don't speak, or interact with anyone. People touching me makes me feel worse and it's hard to tell them to stop without yelling or seeming mad. It makes me feel really shitty because it's not always their fault, but I snap at them anyway. I am often very shaky during this and it's hard for me to use my arms and legs to move or hold things. I don't have any specific examples right now, but I will add them if I find some (It's really just as I typed it though)
4. This one I'm a bit unsure if this is autism, or just me being weird, but I am very good with sympathy, and I lack empathy. I can very well feel bad for someone, feel sorry for them, and i often give people the benefit of a doubt when I don't know their situation, but I don't feel bad for that long? I don't feel it with them. This doesn't mean I think they shouldn't feel that way, I understand why they do, I just don't feel that way. I think I need some examples to explain this one so, Example(s)
- Let's say someone is in a car ahead of me. They are driving slow and maybe not doing everything they should be. While my mom who's driving gets slightly annoyed and huffy, I think "what if they are a new driver? I know what it's like to be a new driver and I know I wouldn't be doing it on purpose" then I am ok being behind a slower car (this is one side of the coin)
- Lets say my friend got into an argument with her dad last night. She tells me how it makes her feel. While I am sorry that she got into an argument, and I do feel bad, it's not taking up any of my mental space. I will understand if she is off, but I don't feel any level of "feeling what she's feeling" even though I am very familiar with getting into upsetting arguments with my own dad.
- This is very similar to the last but still different so I'm giving it a category. Let's say my friend tells me about something bad that happened in their life. I don't think about it all the time. It doesn't affect me in any way. Though if I were to tell my friend about the same thing she acts like it affects her personally
This friend I am talking about is a very sympathetic and empathetic person, so maybe I just don't relate to it like she does and it makes me feel like something is wrong with me even though we are just different. I think the gist is, I don't understand that type of feeling well. Even if I have experience in the situation, I don't relate it and hold onto it. I may make the connection, but then that's it. While I feel bad for them, and understand why they may be acting different, it doesn't affect me or bother me. It takes up no space in my head. It's not that I don't care, but it just doesn't stick in my mind. I am really unsure if this is autism or not? I know having autism messes with perceiving feelings and emotions from others so I'm putting this just in case. Speaking of perceiving feelings and emotions from others, that moves us to #5!
5. This may be a normie thing that I just don't know is a normie thing but better be safe than sorry. I am hyper aware of how other people in the room feel. I know autism can include not reading the room well but I've heard that it can also be reading the room REALLY well. Example(s)
- I can walk into a room and understand how everyone is feeling. I am really good at reading body language and listening to tone of voice. If this is something that could be autism, I think it is part of the reason it has taken this long for anyone to realize I might have it. I am good at reading body language and tone of voice, so I am good at using it to portray how I feel (and to cover up how I feel). I am constantly changing how I say things and changing my hang gestures and the way I am holding myself to portray the emotions I want people to read.
I have no idea if that is autism, but I think it could be. So here, have it, I guess
6. I know a lot of people with autism fidget, and this is similar? I don't know what it's called (if it even has a name) but when an autistic person will like, express a big emotion through body language. Like, jumping when excited, or shaking hands when nervous. That thing? I don't know what it's called and I hate describing it in a way that makes it seem minimal and I feel like the description I just gave definitely makes it seem minimal. I'm not trying to do that, I just don't know what it's called. Anyway, here's what I mean? Example(s)
- I will shake my hands when I am nervous. I shake them like I'm trying to get water off of them
- I crack my knuckles under high pressure situations or when I'm nervous
- If I get really excited I will usually jump or kinda run in place?
I feel like the way I am describing this one is off somehow. I don't know how, but from my perspective I feel like I'm objectifying this? I don't know if I am. But I'm honestly not trying to do this I just don't know how else to type it. It's a sensory thing, I know that, I just don't know how to explain it? I'm gonna move on from this.
Ok, this is all of the reason I can think of right now. I'm sure there's more, and I will update this as needed. It's taken me like two hours to type all this out, so I'm done for now.
If anyone actually reads this and has feedback thank you. I appreciate it. I hope I didn't do anything that is considered bad to do. I'm not trying to. I'm not normally on this side of Tumblr. I don't even know if "this side" exists!
I'm gonna use tags to try and get people to see this, so, sorry if I use the wrong tags. I don't know what the correct ones would be. Sorry if the tags are weird. I want people to see this. I really need advice and other opinions. I'm not trying to self diagnose with the tags, I just want people to see this.
Sorry if I'm acting weird in this. I feel very bad right now. I don't feel like my normal self probably because of everything that happened last night. (I didn't cover even half of it)
Ok, done for now. I will reblog with new thoughts as they arrive.
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So BITCHES can't say excuse me?
Summary: You get into a fight and Riri is tending to your bruises in the bathroom.
College parties are nothing like high school parties and when you learned that you couldn't stop coming for the drama, you never once would be the subject of said drama. So when a woman taller than you and Riri pushes past you both and quite literally pushes Riri's 5'1 ass into the wall you're quick to jump paying her no mind "damn she can't say excuse me?" while glancing at Riri who's mumbling curses to herself to keep from going off on the woman you don't hold your tongue yelling above the crowded house and music "you can't say fucking excuse me!?" The young woman turns around and truth be told she's taller than you but like you've always told Riri the bigger they are the harder they fall.
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She fell alright but that doesn't mean she didn't score a few bruises you now sport a busted lip on the outside and the inside of your mouth, a cut on your cheek from one of her rings, and a gash from when she pushed you into the brick wall face first. Riri sighs as she wets a paper towel and just stares in amazement at the shit you put yourself in. She shakes her head as you spit the blood dripping from your mouth in the sink "you're so unnecessarily violent" you smile and shake your head "she could have said excuse me and she didn't have to push you. If you don't speak you know I will." Riri wants to be upset right now but you're just cheesing down at her mouth slightly red she just can't help but smile. "We could have handled that better by not handling it some people are just rude." you're quick to shrug as she gently dabs the wet paper towel on the gash on your forehead "she could have been rude to me I wouldn't have said anything but she pushed you enough for you to say something so, in my opinion, something needed to be done." Riri nods as she applies pressure to try and stop the bleeding on your forehead causing you to wince and pull away but Riri keeps a firm grip on of your legs keeping you in place.
"Something needed to be done but at the cost of that pretty face?" you laugh and stare at Riri who's still smiling at you "this pretty face can deal with a little scarring" you lean down to kiss Riri but she dodges "you got blood all on your mouth" you immediately pout "So I basically fight this 5'8 bitch in heels and I can't get no kiss because of a little blood? you afraid of blood now?" Riri laughs at your reaction and places the wet paper towel beside you before wrapping her arms around your waist and dipping her chin into your chest "I ain't afraid of a little blood you know that" Riri pecks your lips gently causing a stinging sensation to past through your bottom lip but you pay it no mind as you wrap your legs around her and deepen the kiss. The taste of blood and iron is all that passes through the kiss but neither of you care enough to notice until you pull away "you taste like alcohol and blood." Riri laughs and pecks your lips one good time before pulling away completely and returning her attention to the bleeding on your face.
"Be still so I can try to clean you up" you smile and shake your head "oh not you telling me what to do that's new next time put a little bass in your voice I might be willing to listen." Riri groans "you can't stay serious for five seconds can you?" You chuckle to yourself "you said you like goofy girls sadly you got goofy and anger issues." Riri gently pats your thigh and nods in agreement "you wish you were fucking funny... Now those anger issues trust they show but I wouldn't want it any other way. I love your crazy ass" you scoff "I prefer quick to anger I'm not crazy" Riri nods "right quick to anger says the woman who just fought a 5'8 woman because she gently tossed me into the wall." You correct her "she pushed you gently tossed is a fucking lie I'd fight the fucking world if it looked at you wrong." Riri laughs and nods to herself "you would wouldn't you?" You say nothing because you don't need to she already knows the answer.
Abso-fucking-lutely.
A/n: Did I make that word up? Yes. Is this childish? Yes. Am I still going to write whatever I want? Yes. So enjoy ☺️ poorly edited as usual expect nothing more from me.
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Hii once again, i had a request, but maybe its a weird one? I'm not entirely sure if this sort of request is your cup of tea, but I've been wondering.. since Aventurine is a high ranked and important guy at IPC, he definitely has some enemies. Imagine his s/o getting caught in the crossfire. But lets add drama to it.
So the scenario would go like this in my mind: Aventurine and his s/o are out for lunch/dinner whatever, and the food that Aventurine chose looks better to his s/o. He sees how interested they are in his food, so being a good boyfriend he is, gives the food to them. Only for it to turn out to be poisoned. 15-20 into the date, the poison starts to take its effect, and i really don't know much about poisons since i -thankfully - never got poisoned, but lets say s/o spit out blood and lose consciousness. What would Aventurine do? He would definitely make sure we get treated, but how would he feel when he finds out he was suppose to get poisoned, and has accidently put his own dear in danger? The guilt, the fear, the wait for his love to wake up, he would definitely be shaken.
I know i wrote a lot but i wanted to ask whether you would be interested in writing such situation? I really like how you characterize Aventurine, and its always so much fun to read :> Have a good day/night!
hello my dear !! I would be interested, however the thing is that you practically wrote it yourself in a way :3 I can only give my opinions as to how I think the situation would resolve :)
also, have a wonderful day/night yourself and thank you so much for your comoliments, I am so happy to hear that you enjoy my works ! :) <3
depending on the poison, effects are different, but let's assume they used sulfuric acid because that one usually causes vomit and blood, while it can also cause passing out because it affects blood pressure, breathing and so on + it's odorless, so even just swallowing the spit that has sulfuric acid in it as you notice the awful taste of food, still can cause quite a trouble.
I think Aventurine would be quite panicked when something like that happens. Sure, on the outside he would be semi-calm, calling out for you and immediately asking for help without skipping a beat. He wouldn't even wait to see if it's something less serious, he is calling the ambulance for you. However, he is a smart and a cunning man when he needs to be, he would catch up pretty quickly with what just happened. He would deal with that later though, as his main priority is getting you to the hospital and staying with you until you wake up. He would be shaky mess the whole time, not leaving your side once, whispering apologies and prayers for you to be okay and wake up, to come back to him, that he will deal with whoever did this, he just needs you to be with him. He would touch your hands and arms a lot, resting his forehead after he places soft kisses over your skin, hoping that it would somehow transfer his hope and love into you, so you wake up okay and safe.
Once you do, I imagine that he would apologize to you A LOT as he was blaming himself the whole time for what happened. Definitely a lot of guilt and a lot of fear. He would just kiss your hands the whole time, too many mixed emotions straining his throat as he just keeps apologizing for everything and saying how he was so awfully scared that he will lose you. Naturally, you know it's not his fault and you are just grateful to be okay and that he is okay, trying to reassure him. However, he won't let this go until he finds and...deals with people who caused this - which he will do, dangerously quickly in fact.
After that, he would make sure you go to the doctor's office regularly as sulfiric acid can kill even after a month. Depends on the amount and a person's body. He won't be himself for the whole month until it's confirmed that you are okay and that you are in the safe zone. He will continue to apologize long after that regardless and be much more cautious about everything and everyone that are around the two of you :)
#muse answers#muse's anons 💜#i hope that this was enjoyable for you !! :D <3#i am not sure if i did an okay job so please let me know if i missed something by accident ! :)
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Where is the Loyalty? Regulus and Peter
It occurred to me yesterday (note: this has been in my drafts since October 8. Yesterday was over a month ago) that I've made a meta about the parallels between Remus and Regulus (The Great Pretenders) and James and Regulus (Mine!) and I'm constantly comparing and drawing parallels between Sirius and Regulus, but I've left poor Peter out! Which is really an oversight, because there's plenty to draw from in comparing their arcs.
A while back, I was discussing why I related to Regulus with a colleague. I brought up Regulus' (largely self-imposed) limited agency and the fact that he goes along with others' expectations, just floating through life like a leaf in a stream, subject to the mercy of the current. And my colleague's reply was, "Well, he was the ultimate follower until he wasn't." I think that applies to Peter as well.
The Ultimate Follower
Regulus, at least from the information we get in canon, was happy to follow the path laid out for him by his parents. Later, as an adolescent, his rebellious teenage act appears to be becoming an underling doing the bidding of a fascist terrorist leader. Kreacher tells us (emphasis mine):
and when he was sixteen years old, Master Regulus joined the Dark Lord. So proud, so proud, so happy to serve
So happy to serve...setting aside what it means for a house elf to talk about his beloved Master as someone who is eager to serve, that is quite the statement. Regulus, who was raised to believe that his blood made him superior, reportedly took pride in being an obedient and loyal follower and allowing himself to be subservient to others in the name of the cause.
Peter is also described consistently as a follower who seems to delight in taking a backseat to more powerful, assertive, and ambitious men. The first time he is ever mentioned he is described as "tagging around after" Sirius and James. He "hero-worshipped Black and Potter" according to McGonagall (and Regulus' Voldemort collage also smacks of hero-worship).
Everyone in Three Broomsticks during this conversation also calls Peter "little" about a hundred times. Regulus, too, is described as "smaller, slighter" than Sirius. A minor detail, but metaphorically, this plays into the idea that they are weaker, softer, less capable, and thus more naturally inclined to follow the lead of others.
Sirius mentions in the Shrieking Shack in PoA that Peter wanted to make sure Voldemort was the "biggest bully in the playground" before he committed to supporting him. He said that Peter "always liked big friends who'd look after you" and implied that Peter snuck around with "people who were stronger and more powerful" than him. Sirius also describes Regulus as "soft enough to believe [their parents]"; he sees Regulus as pliable and inclined to fall in line with stronger minded people.
Sirius also claims that he suggested the change in Secret Keeper because Voldemort would never suspect that a "weak, talentless thing" like Peter would be entrusted with the duty. He tells Harry "I doubt Regulus was ever important enough to be killed by Voldemort in person." He uses Voldemort's assumed low opinion of Peter and Regulus as a way to further degrade their value (which is...interesting).
It's worth noting that I think Sirius' assessment of both of them is flawed. I think he underestimates Peter to his great detriment. And, as I've mentioned before, he minimizes Regulus' agency and crimes to make Regulus' choices more palatable.
I don't think there's anything soft, weak, or cowardly about joining a war. 'Oh, but Leo, they were followers,' you might say. 'They were peer pressured into joining because they were too frail minded to decide not to actively fight in a war.' But that doesn't add up, imo, especially when you consider that they each betrayed their side in the end. When I was that age, I was soft-spoken, people pleasing, and cowardly. If my besties from high school were like, "hey, we're going to fight a bunch of violent bigots and risk torture and death, come join us," I would have wished them luck and then fled the country. Fuck that shit, I'm out.
The fact remains, though, that both Regulus and Peter were perceived as weak and inferior boys who clung to the apron strings of stronger friends and allies.
(It's interesting to note that in PoA, Harry imagines the scene of Sirius cornering and killing Peter and he pictures Peter looking like Neville. It's unsurprising that Harry makes that link with the information he has at the time, but the comparison to Neville isn't entirely off base in the end. Neville is also thought to be soft, weak, and incompetent, but turns out to be much stronger and more assertive than anyone would have expected.)
Until He Wasn't
Peter, who was "never in [James and Sirius'] league, talent wise", and Regulus who was never "important enough to be killed by Voldemort in person" had their limits to loyalty, as it turned out. We don't get any solid indication about why either of them decided to turn traitor to their side, but I'm going to speculate that being constantly underestimated didn't exactly engender allegiance in them.
In the glimpse of the marauder dynamic that we get in Snape's Worst Memory, it is clear that Peter is at the bottom of the friendship hierarchy. He plays the role of James' cheerleader and ego-booster and he's mocked by Sirius for it. In fact, the Pottermore article on Remus confirms that James and Sirius were never really inclined to be friends with Peter in the first place:
Remus, always the underdog's friend, was kind to short and rather slow Peter Pettigrew, a fellow Gryffindor, whom James and Sirius might not have thought worthy of their attention without Remus's persuasion.
Not thought worthy of their attention...ffs. Well, he certainly got their attention in the end and showed he was talented and clever when he systematically ruined their lives.
For Regulus, I think Voldemort discarding Kreacher was very much symbolic of the lack of care and respect that Voldemort had for the old pureblood families, like the Blacks. I think the horror of the Horcrux was the primary motivator for Regulus to disavow Voldemort, but I think the disrespect was deeply important to him as well. His letter to Voldemort starts with "I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret." It was not enough for him to steal the Horcrux, he needed Voldemort to know that it was little teenage Regulus who fucked him over in the end. Unfortunate that Voldemort never actually found out he stole it because Harry got there first.
I think that both Regulus and Peter had strengths that were often overlooked because they were compared to more boisterous, outspoken people like Sirius. I think they were both eager for some recognition of their value and had a strong desire to prove themselves, which was likely a draw that brought them into the war in the first place. But in the end, they were neither of them content with the way their side treated them. Regulus decided, more wisely, "fuck everyone", stole a Horcrux, and promptly died. Peter, for whatever reason, decided to keep being an underling, just for a different, objectively worse, boss. In the end, though, he, like Regulus, died at the hands of Voldemort's magic for defying Voldemort.
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