#top ten problematic bottoms!!!!!!!
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• smut • literally everyone here is so problematic (but oh, so hot) [part 2 of drunk words, sober thoughts] — best friend! dom top! jealous! theodore nott x gn! bottom/receiving! dumbass! reader x best friend! switch! jealous! manwhore! mattheo riddle
tysm to the anon who gave me this idea ur a real one 🤲👑
okay so like, i never really state it in text but like, reader, theo, and mattheo have been like a best friend trio since first year alr?
working on a part three rn you silly lil horndogs
read the title man idk
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“We can’t keep doing this,” you mumbled, but your head still tilted to the side to grant him better access.
“Why not?” He asked, kissing along the newly-freed skin of your neck and lightly biting down on your collarbone.
You let out a breathy half-moan. “We can’t- this isn’t fair for either of us. I can’t give you a real relationship.”
“I don’t care about that,” he said dismissively, tilting his head up to suck on the sensitive flesh on the underside of your jaw. “As long as I can have you in my bed.”
“How romantic,” you deadpan.
He laughed, shutting you up with yet another sharp thrust of his hips. “Never said I was, darlin’.”
You gasped and moaned. “Fuck! Th-there!”
He followed your directions, gripping your hips tighter and driving into you with renewed vigor.
Your thighs trembled and your nails raked along his back as you came with a low moan of his name.
He followed right after you, moaning and burying his face into the side of your neck. His hair, damp with sweat, brushed against your jaw, making you smile as you felt him shake above you.
He caught his breath after a moment, pulling out and rolling off of you. “You know that you can’t just keep sleeping with me to forget about him, right?”
“Oh, c’mon. Like you’re gonna complain? Don’t you want a hot-albeit-emotional-disaster such as myself in your bed?”
“I mean, I’m not gonna say no to that,” he snickered, reaching over the side of his bed to retrieve his shirt from the pile of discarded clothes before tugging it over your head and helping you get your arms through the sleeves. He laid back down so you could curl into his side, wrapping an arm around your middle and mindlessly running his fingers up and down your side.
You both lay in a comfortable silence for a moment before you quietly murmured, “Thank you.”
“For the sex or the pep talk?” He teased, running a gentle hand through your hair.
“Both,” you give him a half smile, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “But really, I mean it. Thank you, Mattheo.”
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“That’s it, shit- yeah, fuck,” Mattheo moaned, dropping his quill on his desk in favor of threading his fingers through your hair. “So good- so damn good at this.”
You’d really thought you’d be able to go to the library with Mattheo after school “to study”. And you were doing plenty of that, if studying what that fine Riddle dick looks like up close is going to be a question on your Charms exam. Which, y’know, it probably won’t.
You could feel your legs cramping up from being curled up in a kneeling position underneath the table for the past ten minutes, but that didn’t stop you from tightening your grip on his thighs and taking him down as far as you could go.
His grip on your hair tightened in warning. “Shit- someone’s coming,” he hissed.
You pulled off of him just to sassily respond with, “Yeah, you.”
With just a few pumps of your fist, wrapped tight around his dick, Mattheo fell apart in the middle of the library.
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“Fuck! Yes- shit!” Mattheo groaned and cursed.
“Shut the fuck up,” you hissed. “Are you trying to get caught?”
“I won’t claim to not be an exhibitionist,” he said in a mock-serious tone. “Besides, tell me this isn’t a hot place to fuck.”
“This isn’t a hot place to fuck,” you scoffed as you tightened your legs around his waist. “If I drown in this damn lake ‘cause of you, I will haunt your bitchass.”
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“You seem to be awfully…close with Matt right now,” Theo said in an odd, stilted tone.
“Yeah,” you said shortly. “We are.”
“That’s…nice, I guess.” Theodore cleared his throat. “Riddle’s cool.”
“Yup,” you said in a bored tone, not even sparing a glance in his direction.
Theo huffed out an annoyed sigh, abandoning his fruitless questioning. “Whatever. Can you pass the butter?”
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“Am I interrupting something?”
“Yeah, kinda.” Mattheo drawled.
“Apologies, won’t happen again,” Theo sneered, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the door frame as he surveyed the scene in front of him.
His longtime crush, sprawled out naked on his best friend’s bed. He kept his eyes trained pointedly at your faces, making no acknowledgment of the fact that Mattheo was three fingers deep inside you.
“So, like- this is real awkward,” Mattheo licked his lips and pursed them, unabashedly meeting Theo’s gaze and quirking an eyebrow. “You can either leave or come in, but either way, you gotta shut the door, man. That’s just common courtesy.”
Theo scoffed. “Are you seriously suggesting I stay?”
“I’m not not seriously suggesting you stay.”
“I’m not watching my best friends have sex, you fuckin’ freak.”
“Shit, what d’ya want me to say then, Mr. Prude?” Mattheo rolled his eyes. “You rather join in?”
“I’m not having a threesome with my best friends!”
“Coward.”
Theo spluttered out a protest that fell on deaf ears.
“Boys, boys, we get it. You’re both pretty,” you say dryly. “Either stay or don’t, Nott, but I’m getting fucked either way.”
Theo hesitated at the doorway before cursing under his breath and stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. “I hate you both.”
“We hate you too,” you and Mattheo replied dryly in unison.
Theo scoffed and took a hesitant step closer. He chewed on his bottom lip nervously and looked at you as he sat awkwardly on the edge of the bed. “What about the…y’know, disagreement?”
You rolled your eyes. “Oh, I’m still mad at you for that.”
“Yeah, and I’m mad at you too!” Mattheo interjected before leaning in to loudly whisper to you, “What exactly are we mad at him for?”
“Teddy’s only been my friend for the last six years because he thought he’d get lucky.” You said through a tight smile.
“That’s not- I- I mean, it kind of is, but- it’s-”
“That’s kind of a dick thing to do, Teddy,” Mattheo said in a mocking tone.
“Oh, shut the fuck up, Riddle. Like you’re not doing the exact same thing!”
“Wait, what?” You interrupted at that, but the boys continued arguing.
“You don’t get to call dibs on a person, Nott!”
“You don’t get to hook up with your best friend's crush, Riddle!”
“Oh, like you’re one to talk,” Mattheo seethed.
“Boys!” You snapped suddenly.
They both went dead silent, looking over at you with matching deer-in-headlights expressions like they’d forgotten you were there—despite the fact that you were the literal topic of their argument.
“Are you done with the damn fighting?” You prompted, your eyes narrowing.
“Yes, Y/n,” both boys chorused sheepishly, only to shoot each other glares when they thought you weren’t looking.
“Good boys,” you taunted. “Now, kiss and make up.”
“What? I’m not going to-” Theo spluttered.
“I wasn’t asking, Theodore.”
“Fine,” Theo seethed in annoyance, grabbing Mattheo by the back of his neck and yanking him into a harsh kiss. There was no romance there. No lust, no real passion. Just jealousy and anger.
Mattheo, ever the slut, still moaned and grabbed onto Theo’s hips to pull him closer, practically climbing into his lap.
Theo growled, biting down hard on his bottom lip. Mattheo whimpered and unabashedly started grinding against Theo’s thigh, moaning like a goddamn Muggle porn star.
“Fucking whore,” Theo hissed against his lips, shoving him back down onto his bed. “Thought I could trust you.”
“What, so it’s okay for you to incessantly chase Y/n, but when I do it, I’m a whore?”
“Yes!”
“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard, Nott.”
You rolled your eyes at their pettiness. “For the love of Merlin- you’re both stupid, how about that?”
They pause their bickering to glance over at you.
“What did you just call us, darlin’?” Mattheo asked in a suspiciously calm voice, seemingly unbothered by the fact that his best-friend-slash-current-enemy-slash-crush-stealer was actively straddling him and busying himself by nibbling and sucking at Mattheo’s neck.
A sarcastic comment died in your throat as you watched them interact. Despite Theo being preoccupied, coaxing tiny sounds out of Mattheo’s mouth with every jealousy-fueled nip at his neck, his gaze remained locked on yours.
You gulped. You’d been so confident before, but now they were staring at you with matching expressions of jealousy, possessiveness, and lust.
Ah.
Whoops.
#harry potter#hp#fuck jkr#hp x male reader#x reader#x male reader#theodore nott#theodore nott x reader#theo nott#hp x gn reader#theodore nott smut#theo nott x reader#mattheo riddle#mattheo riddle smut#mattheo riddle x reader#mattheo riddle x male reader#gn reader#x gn reader#gender neutral reader#x gender neutral reader
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ORV as textposts 36/???
[Photo ID - ten images from the ORV manhwa with text pasted upon them.
The first image shows Kim Dokja with his white cloak flying behind him. The text post is by Tumblr user gayarsonist and reads, "hey sorry i'm late i wandered into a liminal space". The reblog reads, "what do you mean i've been missing for 10 years"
The second image shows the back of Kim Dokja as he watches Yoo Joonghyuk walk up the stairs in front of him. The text post is by Twitter user nicola @/bbynic33 and reads, "'I could fix him" good for you. I joined him in his insanity"
The third image shows Han Sooyoung looking at the Dokkaebi Shop interface to the viewer's left and Kim Dokja looking away from her on the viewer's right. Two blue texts are pasted to the top of the image with the tail pointing toward Kim Dokja. The first one reads, "dumnass 😊.” The second text reads, "dumbass 😊😊😊😊😊😊.” Two gray texts are pasted to the bottom of the image with the tail pointed toward Han Sooyoung. The first text reads, "Lmao nace typo." The second one reads, "Fuck."
The fourth image shows the backs of Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk. A text timestamped Today at 10:11 am is next to Kim Dokja's head with the tail pointing toward him. It reads, "Guess what I'm about to get." Another text is pasted below it with the tail pointing toward Yoo Joonghyuk's head. It reads, "on my nerves."
The fifth image shows Bihyung the dokkaebi floating before Kim Dokja with lightning around him. A comment by user .shinobu is pasted upon him. It reads, "your little joke was quite amusing, i must admit. who knew a vile creature like you would be able to get a laugh out of me. well done."
The sixth image shows Kim Dokja with his eyes closed and his left hand held in front of him in prayer. Lee Hyungsung, Lee Gilyoung, Yoo Sangah, and Jung Heewon are looking at him in disbelief. The text post is by Tumblr user heavensghost and placed next to Kim Dokja's head. It reads, "talking about your feelings is SO important I won't do it but u guys definitely should". A Star Stream notification is at the bottom of the image in all caps. It reads, "[A few constellations are impressed by your shamelessness.]"
The seventh image shows Nirvana on the viewer's right with their arms outstretched. They are looking toward Yoo Joonghyuk, who is on the viewer's left and facing Nirvana with a sword. Kim Dokja is behind Yoo Joonghyuk and also looking toward Nirvana. A Tumblr ask is pasted above Nirvana and reads, "i think i'm in love with you, have a nice day" The response by Tumblr user 13fingers is pasted over Yoo Joonghyuk and reads, "You are nothing to me. I won't"
The eighth image shows a less realistic version of Kim Dokja rolling his eyes and a displeased look on his face. Text is pasted above him that reads, "(through gritted teeth) Great."
The ninth image shows Kim Dokja smiling toward the viewer with his eye closed and his arms crossed. The textpost is by Tumblr user firefox-official and reads, "that character is problematic" i am sick and twisted. next"
The last image shows Kim Dokja in the foreground with Yoo Joonghyuk behind him. The tail of the original speech bubble is pointed toward Kim Dokja, and the bubble reads, "Let's go." The text post is pasted between Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk. It's by Tumblr user aridante and reads, "get in loser we're living past the end of our myth". /End ID]
Image ID by @incorrect-web-novels who is an icon and a gem
#orv#orv shitpost#orv textposts#omniscient reader's viewpoint#omniscient reader webtoon#dokhyuk#kim dokja#yoo joonghyuk#nirvana moebius#bihyung#doksoo
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Yes?
I can acknowledge a hundred problematic things about Harvard and legacy admissions and ridiculous tuition and endowments while still saying you can get an amazing education if you go there and apply yourself.
Yes, you can coast by and do the bare minimum and graduate at the bottom of your class and basically spend tens of thousands of dollars for nothing and leave with about the same knowledge you had when you started.
But I actually know someone who went to Harvard Law. One of the hardest things they ever did. They had to work their ass off. And because they actually wanted the best education possible and went into it with that mentality, that is exactly what they got.
So I guess you could say you cannot *just* go to Harvard and that is impressive. But if you thrive at Harvard and graduate with honors, that is a legit accomplishment.
So yes, graduating with honors from Harvard is impressive. Just as Tom Morello's wicked whammy guitar solos are impressive. There is a reason it has been a top 10 school in nearly every category for like the last hundred years.
But you don't have to be a Harvard grad to be impressive. I impress from time to time and I only graduated high school.
And you can definitely completely ruin that impressive feat by being Ted Cruz.
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remember that post thats like "top ten problematic bottoms"? thats raphael
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thanks for tagging me @sunlightslastglimmer for my top ten books list!!! it's taken me two months sorry HAHA cause I didn't read as much as I would've liked until my vacation started, but I have recommendations and i love introducing them and will never shut up about the things i love :>
The Nameless City trilogy by Faith Erin Hicks (rereading it recently with the other two volumes I snagged at TCAF was amazing!)
Annihilation by Jeff VanderMeer (watching the movie first scared me cause I don't do well with horror, but the horror aspect of this is one that lingers and isn't just all jump scares. It's the existentialism of it all that captivates me much more, happy to say that the book gives more of that)
This Is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone (SO GOOD, I CANT RECOMMEND THIS ENOUGH. Changed my life, made me cry, made me even more gay than before. i want to draw fanart SO BAD)
Stories of Your Life by Ted Chiang (it's a compilation of many short stories from Chiang in the early 2000s, and it's hard for me to name favourites cause they are all very strong and they all have wonderful ways of linking different sciences to philosophy concepts)
All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr (it took me many years to finally finish this book but it's a good journey, Doerr's writing is prose-like and I enjoy the melody of it)
the Captive Prince trilogy by C S Pacat (so gay. truly unparalleled problematic enemies to lovers. I would say to go into this with the mindset that you're going to be upset, but from what little I've seen of game of thrones this book series has content matter that's p much is about the same level of brutal-ness as GOT at times)
the Witch Hat Atelier series by Shirahama Kanome (Shirahama's art style is my ideal, and everything about this series captures the feelings of aspiring artists so well, and successfully weaves it all into a wonderful tale that is just as attention grabbing even on my second reread)
Queer Ducks by Elliot Scrafer (changed my life, made me gayer :) please read it for good gay science)
Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao (changed my life too, made me love triangle polycules forever. I love that Xiran wrote this book out of spite and wrote the best girl to support women's wrongs)
The Sweetness At the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley (the Flavia de Luce series has been a longtime favourite of mine, I should really keep up with the newer books that have been coming out, but here's my pitch: if you love young girl detectives who are stubborn as hell and live for danger, this is the book for you. The protag loves poisons and I love that she has an unhinged interest towards mortality and biochemical murder methods)
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something else I saw recently was
a trans masc (iirc) person was praising a cis creator for clarifying their dominant lesbian top was cis
their justification was that it's a stereotype for trans people to get reduced to bottoming and topping based on their agab, with trans mascs being portrayed as bottoming and trans femmes topping and
I don't want to invalidate those feelings exactly because there Has been a push in that direction in recent years (perhaps more so for trans women)...after decades of the reverse.
like I grew up with the idea that every trans person's end goal was bottom surgery (the idea still persists widely today, but it was once ubiquitous, even in trans spaces) - and therefore trans women really just wanted to get fucked by cis men (tops), and trans men just wanted to fuck cis women (bottoms). the idea that queer trans people existed took awhile to catch on in mainstream culture, but even within queer spaces, the idea that you Liked your genitals? there just wasn't space for it
(the "progressive" discourse at the time was that it's none of your business what genitals a trans person has - being open about having a dick and liking it was Not A Thing because it clashed with that narrative)
like pre-op and post-op as bottom surgery terminology was ubiquitous, and the equivalent "non-op" was all but unknown
like I've talked about this for over ten years
it's only been in recent years that we've had a push - by trans women! - towards owning and loving and Using your stock genitals
and maybe it comes off as a bit cliche to younger trans people's now? I can't speak to that. but I can say that the idea of a trans woman, loving her dick, using it, being Lusted After for it? is light years better than being ashamed of, hiding, and being treated as disgusting/lesser for having it
and I don't think that it's problematic for a cis creator to express that
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top ten favorite bands/musicians tag game
tagged by the love @outpastthebrakers <3
Fall Out Boy
Joji
Mumford and Sons (i do believe in early album superiority but there will be no wilder mind and later albums slander accepted <3)
Green Day
My Chemical Romance
Doja Cat
Megan Thee Stallion
Taylor Swift (i refuse to apologize i love her <3)
Ethel Cain (she's my newest obsession and i will infodump lore if you give me half a chance)
The Mountain Goats
honorable mentions halsey, hozier, boygenius, mother mother, the front bottoms, bts, countless kpop girl groups (and a bunch of admittedly problematic bands from the mid to late aughts that i've mostly let go of but still find myself feeling nostalgic for)
no pressure tags: @helixferrano @matchingbatbites @spectrum-spectre @patchworkgargoyle @djo-time @robinswill
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The Planes of Euthymia
Summary: On his thirteenth birthday, Heizou found his brother's murdered body, splayed over in blood, and on his hands was a straight razor that was named the cause of death. The incident was closed, and the findings of the local police station called it a "suicide" and moved on.
Ten years have passed and Heizou was now a full-fledged commissioned detective of the Tenryou Commission. Ten years have gone by without a word or a lead, all he had to start with is his gut and his intuition. His brother's case wasn't a suicide--no, it was far from it. His brother was murdered and he was going to prove it.
It took Heizou years to finally start his investigation. He learned early and fast that if he wanted someone to listen to what he had to say, he would need to earn his stripes. He needed to work hard and be legitimate, because no one would listen to a 13 year old child, screaming 'foul' play. He's tried that before, and all he got were deaf ears and pity.
Heizou didn't need pity. He needed revenge. He needed justice. If the police would not bring it to him, then he would take it himself. If need be, he would be the very blade of justice.
"Doushin Shikanoin." Chief of Police Kujou Sara was already dreading this, but a deal was a deal. Heizou did graduate at the top of his class and "Madam Kujou Sara" does not go back on her word.
"Congratulations on your graduation." She said with worried sound underneath her problematic sigh. She placed a slim file over the young Doushin's desk and narrowed at him. "Your reward. The closed case of the Shikanoin Clan's successor. I am sure you know about this."
Heizou grinned at him with a knowing smile. "Ruled as a self-harm case. No leads. The crime scene was at the bathroom of the Shikanoin successor's private room. The only suspect was the victim's younger brother, age 13. Traumatized when he found the victim's body splayed out over the bathroom."
"Heizou." Sara softened and held back the file with her hand and hardened gaze. "You do not need to work on this. This is a closed case."
The young detective could only shrug. "See. That's exactly why I need to work on this, Madam. There's something off about this case and I would prove it."
There was no fighting Heizou, especially when his teeth had sunk in completely into a case. Heizou would push and push, dig and dig--he would get the bottom of things and that was a fact. All Sara could do now... was to give him the support she could give.
"Then, promise me that you seek help, when needed." Sara took a pencil from his desk and wrote down an address for Heizou to see. "There have no leads as to this case, however... leads are not always found, at times... they're bought. Good luck, Doushin. Submit your report by the end of the week."
Heizou eyed the address with a bright glint of his eye and nodded. "Roger."
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10 years ago
Heizou hated how his brother had commercialised the family art. Fudou Style Martial Arts was a family heirloom, it was a treasure passed down from the first of their clan. It was not a commodity, but the very first time it was offered to the public of Inazuma, it became the central form of income for their family. Then, they began to expand with through association, conglomerates, funding began to arise before them. It was Heizou's brother that took the opportunity and become the upstart and up-and-coming influential figure from humble origins in Higi, Yashiori.
The dream was to settle into Inazuma City and establish themselves. They have already gone through sponsorships through Martial Arts competitions, it was easy to delve into other things like games and animation, movies that used the Fuduo style arts. They were in for a global success. The Shikanoin name would be known, that was his brother's dream. Which his brother passionately chased, when he moved into Inazuma City and left Heizou alone in the husk of a home in Higi.
Their father had been difficult, increasingly so. He didn't want the expansion, at first. But his tune changed from the very first few checks and sums of gold and mora that were brought to their doorsteps. His father was principled, he did understand that their martial arts was something sacred; however, he favour Heizou's elder brother more for the success they finally attained.
Which led to countless of fights at home. At times, Heizou would be too mad to even go home. It was a good thing that Inazuma City was only two ferry boats away. Even though he and his brother don't particularly see eye to eye, he didn't want to start an argument he couldn't win and his brother would let him a room, at the least.
"Aniki?" Heizou had entered the room and sat on the comfortable couches of the penthouse his brother lived in. "Aniki!"
The secretaries had told him that the 'President' is at his room. He didn't want to be disturbed and had been hard a work for the release of a new branch of their company. It seemed that his brother had been working on something else aside from animation and the video games that were based on their family's arts. Whatever it was, had his brother working overtime for the entire week.
Heizou understood how passionate his brother could be, but he didn't think he would lock out everybody to 'work' on some project. At the very most, maybe he would spend days over it, but still need second opinions from his peers. This avoidance and elusiveness, it's something that didn't quite sit well with Heizou.
"Aniki...?" Heizou padded around the large penthouse in search for his brother. He moved along the desk that had piles and piles of paperwork. He walked through the messy lounge couches and the coffee tables with a singular mug set over it.
Heizou kept his voice to himself, he sensed something amiss and immediately felt wary about it. He quietly inspected the room, searching for his brother--searching for a sense of life--but found an eerie quiet instead. A panic settled over him, as he walked into his brother's bathroom and the absolutely deplorable sight before him.
His brother had drowned in his own blood, the straight razor in his hand with his neck slashed open. Heizou forgot how it was to feel at the time, he knew he screamed--he knew he cried, that he made noise so loud that sent the entire building in panic, but... at that moment he couldn't recall anything else aside from the view of his brother's dead body.
the attendants had tried to call him him back, to pull him away from his brother, but all Heizou was able to do was to hysterically push them way. He kicked and screamed, he used his martial arts to beat people away from getting to his brother's body. He hugged him, his entire body drenched in the same blood. He cried and cried, and cried for as long as he could. Until the police was able to restrain him, until he was asked to stay quietly on the side of the room instead, because Heizou wouldn't leave at all. He wanted to watch, to know what happened.
Hours and hours it took, until daylight was shifted through the window, when the police declared the incident a case of 'suicide'. Heizou immediately disagreed.
"He's murdered!" Heizou shouted. "He wouldn't kill himself!"
No one listened. No one cared. No one would give him the chance too speak at the time.
"... I know my brother." He mumbled to himself. "He's an asshole and he thinks I'm a burden but... He wouldn't kill himself."
He wouldn't.
Heizou was certain. He didn't know how to prove it, what would be the best evidence to prove his words. But he swore that he wold figure this case out, he would clear his brother's name and he make the murderer pay. He already had a lead, after all.
How could a red maple leaf end up in a city of Sakura Blossoms?
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Present day
People have to understand that though Doushin Shikanoin has lauded himself as a child genius, he is not infallible. His intuition has been his compass, ever dependable and always leading him to the right direction. The only direction that he would stand by. Even if… it leads him straight to the most expensive red light district in all of Teyvat.
'Seriously, Sara?!' Heizou had thought to himself.
Sara had pulled him aside, before he went on his merry way to investigate. She said cryptic words that didn't mean much to anyone else, but Heizou was different. Sara knew the Doushin's eccentricities would pick up on her little cues… however, Heizou never thought the cues would lead him straight into the heart of the most lucrative and exclusive night club anyone could see in their lives.
'I could literally feel my pocket bleed and I'm just breathing the air close by! Man alive! Is the air here made out of gold!?'
The hesitancy came not from his unwillingness or lack of interest. It came from the heavy moans of his dying wallet, his gigantic pride that completely refused to beg back for his successorship (and the money). Every step he took forward was a groan and shoved into his impending bankruptcy.
When his fated steps led him to the doors of this sleek designed, high brow night club, he could finally read the sign that was supposedly the name of this distinguished establishment: Plane of Euthymia.
"… How presumptuous." He noted. Then again, I'll be living in Euthymia in debt to pay off these prices—whoa. 5,000 Mora for a glass!? Man alive!
"Welcome, welcome! I see you have an eye for quality goods! Come, come! Those drinks are just poorly priced—the top shelf choices are here, Mr. Client!"
If the prices out front was close to shocking to new Doushin, the prices by the concierge would have disassociate from his body. He was so, so, so close turning back and just forgetting whatever possibilities of a lead this robbery extortion has. But. But… his intuition was pinging him, and every bit of nerve, hair and invisible limb held him back from turning away.
Heizou lifted his head up to see the ostentatiously young attendant. (There are child labor laws at place here, whoever owns this is bound to get sued). 'No. Look again, Shikanoin', his mind urged, and like clockwork his peridot eyes turned to a magnifying glass. Each facet, each unseen wrinkle, and every small inconsequential factor was observed. Taken in. Then, by deduction, he could rightly and confidently say—
"You're 41 years old. Lived by the desert outskirts if Sumeru for give or take 10 to 11 years. Your face is young, but the gashes in yours says a lot. The wrinkles hidden by careful and routime placement of make up, says otherwise. And… aside from that, your mannerisms. They talk of an age, long before what age you want to portray."
The young-looking concierge had her brows up in shock, before she huffed and swiveled in her pink bouncing seat. "Dori does not appreciate a smartass, so why don't you shimmy your way outta Euthymia, Mr. Prick!"
"Jinni. What did I say about your temper?" A tall and rather built man step into the small sleek lobby. He was dressed in sengoku clothing, fit for a Ronin beyond control of a master. Blonde with a smirk that could send a thousand ships to the depths of the ocean.
He bowed his head to Heizou and offered him a welcoming greeting. "It is good to see you, Doushin Shikanoin. We have told Jinni-san to watch her temper, but it seems that it still needs work. I do apologize for her words, make no mistake you are quite welcome here."
"It appears I am in an awkward position of not knowing who I am speaking to, while you seem to have been expecting me." Heizou folded his arms over his chest, the anxiety peeled off his skin as his reverberating need to settle his curiosity covered him. "Tell me, has my reputation grown so bold?"
"You have always caught our eye here in Euthymia." The blonde man chuckled. "We take heed in those presences that could dwarf a storm."
Heizou lifted his brow, eyes sparkled in interest. "I did not know I was so well liked."
"You are not." The blonde guffawed in a hearty boisterous laugh. "Apologies to you, Doushin. I am the purveyor of the Plane of Euthymia, we do not use names here… as a means to protect client privacy, we wrap ourselves in mystery that even names are kept."
"What do I refer to you then, Mr. Purveyor?"
He grinned and placed a hand over the dark and expensive marble table of the concierge. "Call signs are not free, Doushin. If you want to know, the price must be set."
Heizou snorted at the bait. It was already obvious what his choice would be. Everyone in that room knew he'd take it. He was already knee deep into a dark ocean, what could a black abyssal ocean do to him anyway?
"How much?" Heizou grumbled and took out his very slim, very (nearly) empty wallet. I guess it's begging the old man then…
It was the third time this tall blonde had laughed at him, and Heizou knew he had not said anything funny. Honestly, this blonde's one-sided amusement is making him pout.
"Calm down, dear presumptive client." He smiled and pointed to the papers that Dori had on hand. "Today is on the house. All I need is a callsign from you and we shall get going with your tour."
A … callsign? Heizou frowned. He wasn't good with names. He wasn't particularly creative with nicknames either. It was either a jab at an ego, or a tease. He never came up with a name—much less a callsign to be known as!
"I… uh… I… can I pass on that?" Heizou stammered, hand up to his head in an awkward head scratch. "Since its just a tour, maybe I can give mine… if I do decide to become a member."
The blonde's eyes widened; disbelief shone over his irises. As if the words Heizou said were something of a joke to him. He relented in his shock and could only shake his head, while saying 'alright, alright. Suit yourself' as he led Heizou to a lift that went down instead of up.
"Since you do not have a name, Doushin, then… whoever meets your fancy here, is also entitled to the same." He snickered. "No call sign, no names. No reservations."
Heizou rolled his eyes. He would never. Never—in his entire life—pay for company! More so about their names! It just… wasn't his thing. He wouldn't need names to remember, this is all just… a means to an end.
"If that is all, then I have nothing to lose." Heizou said with a huff of confidence. "I do not think I would need Euthymia's services in that way. So, thanks, but no thanks."
The lift dragged them down to a lower level of Euthymia. The Purveyor seemed pretty amicable and excitable. He told Heizou every bit that there would be to know about the high-brow night club, the levels that were meant to imitate inhibitions--paradise, a safe haven for proclivities of the rich, influential, and powerful. That is what Euthymia offers, a paradise in the middle of a city. An escape from reality.
"I have told you of the seven planes." The man turned to him and pressed the button for the 'second' plane. "However, as a policy of privacy and security, access the planes beyond the second, would require actual membership. I do apologize for this, but you may… find something for you in the Second Plane. It is the Plane of 'Delight', there seems to be something for everyone here."
Now. Heizou was not a skeptic, not by any means. He wanted to believe he could be starry-eyed when he wants to be. He would say he was more dreamer than cold-blooded analyzer, but everyone that knew him would say otherwise. So, every now and then, Heizou's instincts would recoil and fight back. They would rebel from his logical box of connected relativity, and make their way to a realm he would not frequent.
This. This was one such moment.
As the doors of the lift opened, the Plane of Delight was expose to him. It was a very big and spacious night club, with a stage that was lit up in a bright and warm lights, private booths that were filled up by twos or threes, partners and apparent lovers. The Plane was exactly as it was entitled--it was 'delight' in all of sense of the word. Everyone appeared lovestruck, as if the love of their lives just manifested right before them. Heizou would have clicked his tongue and shook his head--he would have, had he not been caught staring into the striking ruby red eyes of a platinum blonde, playfully sat at table, smiling and laughing at another person's joke--
"--See something you like?" The tour guide beside him asked.
Heizou gulped and felt his hands sweat. His heart race just a little more than usual as he gazed up at the smirking blonde that caught him red-handed.
"I suppose one hour would be enough. My treat, Doushin." the man laughed and called waved at the platinum blonde with stunning--incredibly stunning!--ruby eyes.
"You are in luck. His services are usually very expensive. Let me get you both a booth."
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One should know that staring is such an unhealthy habit. Especially, when someone isn't even part of their little 'private' community. Then again, this has always been the case, when Tomo needed to acquire new fodder to his system. Kazuha would just have to grin and bear it, what kind of looks, depraved thoughts, and eccentricities this green-eyed newcomer would have. He hopes—oh, God, he just hopes—that he wouldn't be as excessively bad as the last time. He doesn't think he could play nice, if he would get constantly and embarrassingly hit on by a lustful idiot that couldn't keep his hands to himself.
… Hm. Though, it is … curious to note that he at least looks nice.
Kazuha plastered on a smile over his face. He's perfected this side of the job now, he's practically stone cold underneath, but he would show this boy a thing or two, if he goes against the rules.
"An hour." Tomo said to him in a hurried whisper. A hand over his shoulder. "You know what to do, hmm?"
Of course, he did. He had only to give this extremely stoic and equally stony lookinf gentleman a taste of ecstasy tonight—and by the looks of it, he would not take a as long as an hour. This boy couldn't stop staring, all he needed was to guide him down the rabbit hole and keep him there.
"Man alive. This is a little awkward." The boy said with a nervousness only evident with the slight shake of his voice. "Look, I… these booths appear to be for intimate and… private things, I just want you to know that I'm not like that!"
Kazuha's eyes fail not to react. His brows lifted high up as he pondered the innocent little confession this newcomer had just done. He tried not to laugh, but failed miserably.
A smile played over his lips. This innocent child. How adorable.
"Does that mean you want the stage for us. I didn't take you to be so bold." He reached out to touch his face and glide his hand to the curve of his cheek. "I would agree, but "free access" only gets us a booth, the stage is a membership benefit."
'That was not what I meant!' Heizou's face flushed pink really quickly. The touch on his face burned which made him want to move away from it, but at the same time, seek for it.
"I am fine with the booth then!" He said without thinking. The situation itself was already awkward. His response turned it even more so.
He cleared his throat and shook his head, trying to get his composure (and dignity) back. He came here for a reason, and this reason did not include being intimate with one of the employees of the establishment.
"As I've said, I'm not like that. I have no intention of doing intimate things with you." He tried to keep his voice steady, but he was sure this person heard the slight tremble in his voice at the beginning.
Somehow, the clear declaration was an insult. But, at least not all people that enter Euthymia is a money-sack of depravity. Kazuha should be happy, he didn't want to be intimate with him too, anyway.
He narrowed his eyes and pulled away; a slight pout settled over his face. "I suppose rejection is humbling. Might I ask the reason for you stare is, if it was not to have me?"
His eyes widen at the expression the other had in front of him. Was he offended by the honest statement Heizou had said? He shouldn't be. If anything, he was being respectful.
"Ah, for that, I apologize. I didn't mean to be rude and stare." He said with a slight shake of his head and released a sigh. "I only found you..." He hummed as he thought of the right word to describe what he felt upon seeing him. He had definitely caught his eye. "...interesting."
"… In… Interesting?" Kazuha repeated with a small laugh.
It was not what they would say about him. Boys in their suits, with their money and prestige, the last thing they would call him was interesting. It wasn't an insult, but it could have easily been one.
He sat on the booth close to the newcomer and tilted his head at him. "What is it exactly you find interesting?"
Heizou could list many things of why he found the other interesting. One would be his looks that, honestly, caught Heizou's eyes. But he was sure the other had already been told about his looks many times before. It would be impossible if he wasn't. Instead, Heizou goes for the one he thinks was his number one reason.
"Hmm. Well, you don't seem to be the type to work here, yet here you are." He tilted his head at him.
"Oh?" He titled his head to the side and smiled sweetly at him. "Do you not find me attractive enough to be your delight?"
"That is not what I meant!" He immediately said to take the thought away, though belatedly realized that his response obviously told that he found the other attractive. "You don't seem to be the type that would work here."
His cheek lifts up to the side, this newcomer seemed to be quite more interesting that he thought. He is perceptive, perhaps the boy works for the law--but then again, Kazuha wouldn't know. "Your fame is carried by the winds. Would you not do me the honor of being deduced, Detective?"
"You want to be?" He raised an eyebrow at him, surprised and intrigued. "Not many ask for this, especially from me… Erm… I didn't catch your name."
And just like that, Heizou was back to this awkward situation where he had been talking to this very good looking fellow, yet he didn't even know his name. It was already embarrassing to have been caught and called rude for staring. Now he was being rude, again, for not even knowing what to call this ruby eyed stunning person.
"You don't have one." Kazuha chuckled. "Euthymia has rules. You cannot ask for what you cannot give.
"Which means you wouldn't give me a name?" He concluded with his arms crossed in front of his chest. "A call sign, then? That's what you call it, right?
He hummed; eyes raised up in thought as he shook his head. The Doushin speaks as if was not part of them—the 'you'—which meant, Kazuha was not egging the new mark on enough. Perhaps, it is not by words this newcomer would crumble for, maybe it is action.
"Let me ask you one thing." Kazuha stood up from the booth and walked over to his side. He smiled happily and took a seat directly beside him. Skin to skin. Arm to arm. Kazuha shifted his hand to place over the other’s thigh. "What has been your preference?"
His eyes immediately moved to look at the hand over his thigh, eyes wide and eyebrows raised. It wouldn't take a genius to know what this beautiful man was doing. It's a shame he couldn't call him by his name.
"My preference..." He involuntarily gulped, unsure why he was suddenly nervous when he was only being asked a question. It wasn't an unexpected question to ask either. He was in the Plane of Delight after all.
"This is the first I've had someone of the same gender place a hand on my thigh."
"I meant that as your choice of drink." Kazuha laughed a little too hard, bemused and taken.
"I assure you this hand would not move anywhere you do not feel comfortable with."
"You should've been more specific with your questions." His lips formed into a frown to hide his embarrassment. Though he may have not hidden it well with how the tip of his ears turned red.
"I would be fine with a glass of water." He answered while his eyes glanced at the hand on his thigh every now and then.
“Forgive me. I’ll be more clear.” His lips lift up to the side, his hand slips from his thigh to his knee. He leaned in close and hovered over his lips. “Is your preference in drinks, as simple as water?”
His face instantly flushed red as he instinctively moved back, making as much space as he could between the two of them.
"Y-Yes." He stuttered before clearing his throat. "Water is fine."
Kazuha rolled his eyes and leaned further in, so much so that the bashful boy reached the end of the box. He was trapped and Kazuha was looming.
"Water." He pressed closer and scoffed. "Alright, water then. But you have to do something for me"
"What is it?" He asked while watching the other carefully. He was too close that Heizou already had his back pressed against the wall behind him, but there was still this small space between them. "And why do I have to do it?"
Kazuha lifted his brow at him. Testing, scrutinizing… and basically, confused with the true intent and nature of what this very person before him is here for; why Tomo was one to particulate that he be the one to 'entertain' and hook him to the services they have here.
He shut his eyes, his shoulders relaxed and pulled away with a disinterested sigh. "A person that does not want a drink in a place for drinkers and guilty-pleasures. I would want to say you catch my interest, but I do not see reason to lie."
A move back. And another, until Kazuha had stood up from the booth with little to no interest in his eyes. He did not want to persuade someone who was not here to be persuaded, he did need to be a cause of corruption of an innocent soul. He would best walk away from here.
"I will ask for your water, good prospective client." He chuckled and lifted his eyes to stare narrowly at him. "If you would ask for reason, then I have no interest in you."
"Hmm. So this is how you work." He concluded with a hum and a hand under his chin as he stared at the other's retreating form. "You were tasked to convince me to take this membership by going through these seductive means. If I do not budge, you would pull away and have someone else take your place."
He tilted his head to the side. "Something tells me that despite your experience, this is not the kind of work you actually do."
"I did not say someone else would."
Kazuha lifted his eyes back at him. An unimpressed expression fits his face, before he pulled lets out a breath and a kind smile.
"You are not worth the trouble."
"That is what you think, and I respect that." He nodded his head and stood up, a smile also on his face.
"Well, I should get going then. I would thank you for your time. It has been entertaining and the place looks nice. Perhaps I would consider the membership, but as it stands, I am still not convinced I would get what I want here." He shook his head and let out a sigh.
"Though you have taken my interest as I do want to get to know you more." He shrugged. "But since I am 'not worth the trouble', I suppose that means I am not welcomed here."
"Good." Kazuha responded, a smirk over his lips. A happy feeling fell to his stomach as he pondered what to do before this predicament. I do have enough clients to life me a lifetime or two.
"I do not wish to make you feel that you are unwelcome, but there may be others that would suit your innocence. I am not a right partner for you."
"Hmm. But what if I want you to be my partner?" He tilted his head at him. "Would you really deny me?"
Kazuha stared at him, amused with himself. "... You do not know what you're asking for. Turn away, little doe."
"Ah, but won't you show me?" He asked with a smile on his face along with a curious expression. "And little doe... Hmm... Is this what you would call me?
"It's what I call anyone that walks into a ravenous wood." He replied and turned away, as planned.
He didn't mind what kind of punishment he would get, if he couldn't sign this man. Whatever he's in for, whatever Tomo is after for with him; they would have to do that without him.
Although... it does bring a lot to his mind, what does a person so innocent and so kind, doing in a place of filth and dirt like this place?
It was a shame that this beautiful man had nothing to do with him. It would've been nice to see him again after this, but it was highly unlikely. Unless Heizou came back, there was no chance he would see that man with the stunning eyes again.
His reason for coming to the establishment was momentarily forgotten. He got distracted with the other that he wasn't able to survey the area as much as he wanted. Though from what he had gathered so far, this place was sought for by many known and unknown figures. Heizou would find information if he played his cards right.
But if he were to come back, he would need to sign that membership. In doing so, seeing that ruby eyed male again wouldn't be so impossible as he had thought. Oh, and gathering information that would to lead, too, wouldn't be so unattainable.
"I suppose I would need to sign a contract then." He sighed and shrugged his shoulders, before making his way back down to the reception area.
"What?" Kazuha couldn't help but sound so gobsmacked.
He literally turned Heizou away, he told him to run and run away fast from Euthymia and yet… he still wanted to sign that damned contract. His internal frustration crunched his body and sent his hand flying to yank the smaller boy back.
"What did you just say?" The voice he used lowered, more gruff as the frustration played over his lips. "Forgive me. I had thought you would be smart about this."
"I am." He tilted his head at him, then gave him a smile. "I see that you disagree with my decision, but I have my reasons."
He pulled away from his hold, noticing how the other's expression turned displeased. Heizou was confused. Wasn't this expected outcome?
"And isn't this the outcome that you want after all that you did? To have me convinced to have the membership."
There was nothing in his actions that would have Heizou even think to commit to a membership. He wasn't even charming, he was being obviously obnoxious and yet…
"I would strongly suggest that you re-think this." Kazuha clicked his tongue and turned away.
"Hmm. If you want me to re-think this, you should give me a reason." He said at the other's retreating back
He was doing his job (very badly, at that, with intention) because a few minutes with the guy, brought a surge of guilt flow into Kazuha like a broken dam. Water was his first choice of drink, in a place already way too out of his price range. Where his expense have already been told to be "on the house", he chose a free drink. What kind of innocent soul would ask this?
There was no reason for the boy to continue on in Euthymia, but Kazuha also knows it was a lost cause to convince him otherwise.
"Well. If you seem that convinced, then suit yourself." He said and walked right away and left him.
Kazuha was not going to get wrapped up in another corruption of an innocent case. He's already done his time for that.
He's already grieved.
#KazuHeiKazu#shikanoin heizou#kaedehara kazuha#The Planes of Euthymia : KazuHei Fanfic#genshin smut#Murder Mystery AU
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you watch yaoi/BL?
If you can find me a Yaoi that doesn’t include:
SA that’s passed off as romance.
The main lead being 100% straight until he’s “turned” gay by his love interest. As if sexuality is a choice.
Gay men being portrayed as predatory.
The “uke” looking like a child while the “seme” looks like a grown man.
Their first sexual encounter being r*pe.
The characters being portrayed as straight guys who give in to curiosity and lust, instead of, you know, actual gay or bisexual men.
Unhealthy and toxic dynamics that are played off as sexy and romantic.
Female characters that exist only to drive a wedge between the male leads.
Depressing endings, because being LGBT will always end badly (!)
Casual sexism with the bottoms being treated as inferior because of their femininity.
LGBT being treated as a taboo. And by that, I don’t mean the issues surrounding society’s homophobia shouldn’t be explored, I mean that the overall narrative of the show/movie shouldn’t be that LGBT is something perverse and revolves entirely around sex.
An established top or bottom, with the former being masculine and the latter being ridiculously feminine, to the point where they might as well be a girl, because you know, feminine individuals always have to be submissive (sexisssmm)
then I’ll watch it. Aside from Yuri on Ice, I’ve yet to come across an anime featuring same-sex couples that doesn’t play into these problematic tropes. I’ve had more luck with live action BL, but even those have their fair share of uncomfortable moments.
Until Japan begins to work on its homophobia and stops reinforcing negative stereotypes about gay men in their media, I’m not touching that stuff with a ten foot pole.
#ask#anon response#this topic really gets under my skin#and the saddest part is#this is all directed at a female audience#impressional young girls who think that sort of thing is romantic#I used to be one of them#I know it’s just animation and not real life#but I’m tired of seeing the same crap over and over#for once can we just have a gay couple in anime who have a healthy dynamic?#I know they exist somewhere#but they’re rare
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To be completely fair I wasn't talking about the "borrowing many copies" of the books as much as the "community uploads", where books are free to download and were uploaded by users like in many file sharing sites... that's at least a bit problematic. Many of the books I've found are not blockbusters but PDFs of essays whose living authors deserve money!
As for the piracy take, I see your point, I may also agree with you about taxes paying the work of intellectuals (even though there are obvious problems about the freedom of intellectuals at this point: can you really criticize the government when they pay your wage? On the other hand: how can we be sure that public money won't finance fascist propaganda?). Anyhow, I can't help wondering: given that the capitalist system we live in is unfair, and such a tax does not exist, is it really ethical to support piracy when the only victims of this are small independent authors, and it does nothing to change this rigged system?
I think the Internet Archive takes DMCA takedown requests. Even if it were a pirate site though, a lawsuit by four major publishing companies is not likely to have the interests of small independent authors at heart either
I looked at a few articles I could find about the impact of piracy on sales. The bits that I found interesting are:
In other words, the study simply failed to find a statistically significant relationship between online piracy and sales displacement across the board. It did not categorically refute the notion that piracy impacts sales.
The same EU-commissioned study found one important exception to its findings: piracy of recent top box office hits. Pirated versions of ‘recent top films’ resulted in a displacement rate of 40 percent — for every ten blockbusters watched illegally, four fewer films were watched legally. {x}
and:
Third, situations where the benefits of piracy outweigh the harms of piracy only apply at specific times, in a limited number of channels, and to a small fraction of products. With regard to times: The first study cited above finds that piracy that appears before a movie’s theatrical premiere decreases box office revenue by 11%, even though piracy that appears after a movie’s premiere can generate word-of-mouth gains that increase a movie’s box office revenues by 3%. With regard to channels: Neither finding accounts for the fact that piracy in the theatrical window can hurt sales in later home-video release channels, a result we have seen in some of our own work. And with regard to products: Although the second study cited above found that piracy may have increased sales of the least popular decile of movies, it also found that piracy hurts sales of the most popular decile of movies. In interpreting this result, it is important to recognize that although the number of movies in the top and bottom decile of popularity is the same, their economic impact is radically different. According to data provided by the trade publication The Numbers, in 2019 the 56 movies in top decile of sales (those hurt by piracy) grossed over $9.2 billion while the 56 movies in the bottom decile of sales (those helped by piracy) grossed only $310,000. It makes perfect economic sense for rights holders and policymakers to try to protect sales of movies that gross on average $165 million each, even if this protection might have the unintended consequence of hurting sales of movies that gross on average $5,500 each. {x}
(It couldn't be clearer that the interests of independent, small film producers are not the priority for the authors here)
What I did find regarding books also suggests that there is no clear-cut either positive or negative impact. These articles talk about the negative impact: {x} {x} (though I will note that I coudn't find a source for the claim that "Ebook pirates tend to be from better-off socio-economic groups, and to be aged between 31 and 50-something." The study {x} that's actually cited in the Guardian article shows that similar statistical groups are indeed the most common ebook users, but in relative terms, the trend for pirates is the opposite.) On the other hand, these articles talk about the positive impact: {x} {x}. Or no impact has been found: {x}.
I still think that open access to information is more important in principle (especially when considered in the global perspective) and piracy (generally speaking) provides an essential service; it's here to stay. That said, it should be obvious to people that if they want the authors they like to actually write, they have to support them.
Considering that even when you buy an ebook you may not even own it (like when Microsoft closed its ebook platform and people just got a refund – for having apparently only permanently rented their ebooks {x}), I'd be inclined to buy and pirate an ebook, if I actually liked the format.
#i can see the point about being govt funded#tho i will say that at least here#intellectuals from publicly funded universities have no problems openly criticizing the govt#depends on where you are ig#but yeah idk what the solution is#nor am i in the publishing business#j#ask#mlem-wooloowoo
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Item #25 (part II)
Okay, here we go. Brace yourselves for another round of makeup decluttering.
In a previous post, I mentioned how I used makeup to fill a void in my life. Today, I'm delving even deeper into that realm. Let's tackle each item in order.
Starting with the palette on the top left, we have the SHEGLAM Cosmic Crystal 5-color eyeshadow range in Golden Hour. It originally cost $6.00, but I managed to snag it for $5.12 in 2021. I probably would have kept this one if it shadows didn't noticeably break. The colors were stunning, and the formula was fantastic. I particularly enjoyed wearing these shades to work. However, over the past few years, I've become aware of the problematic practices associated with SHEIN, the parent company. As a result, I have no interest in repurchasing this palette or attempting to salvage the shadows. This one can easily find its place in the landfill.
Moving on to the palette on the top right, we have the Marc Jacobs Beauty Style Eye-Con No. 7 in The Lolita 206. This one really hit my wallet hard, costing a whopping $59. I still can't believe I splurged that much on an eyeshadow palette with only 7 shades/.24 oz of product. Despite that, I used this palette extensively, incorporating it into my daily routine for quite some time. Nearly six out of the seven shades are completely used up, leaving only one remaining. I would have continued using it until the very end, but here's the catch—I've had this palette for about eight or nine years now. The makeup line doesn't even exist anymore. It originally launched in 2013, and I likely purchased it in 2014 or 2015. Nevertheless, I feel like I truly got my $59 worth out of it, and I'm ready to part ways.
Now, onto the bottom one, which I'm sure many of you who followed beauty YouTube ten years ago will recognize. It's the iconic Urban Decay Naked 2 palette. When I first discovered the beauty YouTube world, this palette was on everyone's lips. Naturally, I had to have it. It came with a $50 price tag back then. Which isn't that different than the Marc Jacobs palette, but it has .71 oz of makeup vs. Marc Jacobs .24 oz. I genuinely adored this palette, but just like the Marc Jacobs one, it has simply gone way beyond its expiration date. If I acquired this palette in 2013, that makes it a decade-old product. I haven't touched it in years due to its age, and it's time to bid it farewell. I do wish I had used it more, especially considering the photo doesn't do justice to the usage it received. But alas, it's time to let go.
Verdict: As I mentioned before, all makeup declutters are deemed as fails. I own an excessive amount of makeup, and my goal now is to use up what I already have and make minimal to zero new purchases until I truly run out of something. If you've been keeping track, I'm discarding $115 worth of makeup today. While I did derive significant use from these products, I still possess an overwhelming amount of makeup, and having an extra $115 in my pocket right now would be quite nice.
If anyone's keeping score, I've now thrown out a total of $139 worth of makeup. Even if I liked the products, I realize that I didn't truly need them in my life.
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Thoughts on Reading- Chapter 2
This chapter went over elements of games:
Abstraction
Goals
Rules
Conflict/Competition/Cooperation
Time
Reward Structures
Feedback
Levels
Storytelling
Curve of Interest
Aesthetics
Replay/Do Over
One thought I had during the “Reward Structures” section was a reaction to the author’s thought “Wouldn’t it be great to have a corporate leaderboard so employees could know how well they were doing? Or have badges employees wear to know how accomplished they are?”
No, I don’t think it would be great!! First of all, as a teacher, I know both firsthand and from study during my undergrad that something like a public “leaderboard” becomes problematic and even detrimental when it is *obligatory.* The author has starry eyes about employees competing to be in the top spot, but what about the dozens of employees off the bottom of the top ten? What about the bottom ten employees? How would you feel if you dropped to the bottom spot? If an employee has no choice, you begin to encounter things like self-fufilling prophecy- “I’m already in 300th place, I’ll never make it to the top 10... why bother trying?” Without careful cultivation of a growth mindset (NOT NECESSARILY POSSIBLE within a singular game, but instead a company culture-wide kind of goal), for every employee motivated by the leaderboard, you may be teaching helplessness to dozens others.
Second of all, no to the badges! This also applies to the leaderboard, but badges are a more constant reminder of this concept. There is an industry that has “worn badges for achievements,” it’s the military! And what a great example of how such things build a hierarchy inherently. Those badges eventually lead to power over fellow members of the team. Whether it is intended or not, those with many badges will be viewed as more powerful, leading to possible breakdowns of teamwork. I refuse to ignore the very real possibility of employees with certain badges being allowed better benefits, as well as badges being given without deserving due to reasons like nepotism. Such competition is better for getting people to be against each other, fighting for what they can get, but a positive and supportive workplace would avoid such situations in the same way classrooms don’t display large lists of the top and lowest students.
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Before I start I will state this is a rant about something underneath these texts, I need to say is this is involving shipping and some of the more the bad side of shipping, this involving the top 100 that AO3 posted for 2022 so if you want to look at it then you can go and find it.
If I get anything wrong, please correct me okay.
I looked at the top 100 that AO3 released and out of all the ones I recognized, only one had an problematic thing to them and that's deku x bakugo, and that's depending factor (problematic part that is). The writer is apparently someone in the fandom but doesn't use AO3. How do I know? the fucking thing this article is based on, this.
I counted 15 pairs that are actually not pairings/ships, idk what other people call it but this is important info. The top two are two of those 15, "Wilbur Soot & Tommyinnit" and "Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & Tommyinnit & Phil Watson".
This statement shows you how much time this user spends on AO3 which is a small quantity. There is a differents, this is a top 100 is a broad way of showing different relationships, both platonically and romantically. Ships are a shorter term used to describes relationships without typing the whole ass word, for shorting it to ships.
This has some good points that some fanfictions are made with malicious intent behind them, or something similar to that extent, but you can't put an broad "you know it isn't coming from a good place" into something as compacted as people. Some people are bad and want to watched the world burn but some people are using fanfiction as a way to vent out their issues about both themselves and the drama they went through and others are doing it for whatever reason, but non of these I've seen can be put underneath the broad term for problematic for me
Sadly this the world we live in op, Bts and one direction are some of the most widely spread bands that people idealize and yeah it can be stressful that people are writing fanfiction about you and your friends but this is a sad reality about being famous, your gonna attract people who will write and will ship you no matter what you say. A good example of this is sadly tommyinnit, he specifically said that he doesn't want to be shipped with anyone and yet there are dozens of inappropriate fanfictions going against his word, both with other people (ranboo and tubbo) who don't want to be shipped and with people older than him (Wilbur and dream) it's just a reality you need to face if you want to be famous.
(also the "Larry" ship is dieing)
This, this is what started it all. Go to the part where I specifically mentioned the top two of the list, this why I mention it.
Yes fandoms are both a blessing and a curse at the same time, but the reason they are in the top is because it's a PLATONIC relationship, and the dream smp is bigger than a snicker. I will point out that is close to the bottom of the list (62 is where it is) is philza and his wife Kristen, but even then most of the fanfiction you will find that has that tag is an background or past.
What I'm saying is this article is fucking stupid and misleading in the worst way possible, Bts is famous and aware of this and just except the fact that those things are there. The lad who wrote this is obviously didn't even do a good fleeting glance to this top 100 or do research on those "&" symbols that AO3 uses to tell the romantic verses the platonic.
Also another thing to add to this that there are worse ships out there compared to the top 100, I would know, i actively seek them out to torture myself and to do those top ten worse ships that I've seen that are not ironic. I might actually do that.
If I got anything wrong, correct me and tell me your opinion on this shit.
#fandom#long post#tw rant#rant post#this is a rant#holy shit#i read an article and decided that to night i choosed strongly worded violance#bts mention#one direction is mention#dream smp mention#tw shipping#tw shipbashing#in my house
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