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Heyyyy, it's ya boy, your favorite chronically exhausted Hong Lu identity that forgor about posting to Tumblr. Hi. Hello.
So. Timekilling Time, huh? Very fun, very exciting, we love focusing on Sinners that are misunderstood both in and out of character. We love Rodya, Hong Lu, and Ryoshu focus. We love Ryoshu's butch mustache swag.
Anyway, allow me yap about it a bit, because I took frame by frame screenshots of the teaser and I haven't yapped on Tumblr in a while. I'll also give a general update on how I've been doing at the end of the post for those who are interested.
The first thing I've noticed in the teaser is Dante actually lays out the exact traits that their choice of Sinners would need. These being (exact wording):
Someone who can support Dante
Someone who can remain laser-focused on the case
Someone who can be free from biased judgement while making rational, quick spur-of-the-moment decisions
In other words, we need Sinners who will help Dante out, are able to stay focused, and who can think on their feet without relying on their own internal biases.
I think it's important to lay those out as clearly as possible, because it makes the selections made by Dante and Verg very interesting, and also kind of funny.
Let's look at Dante's picks - Yi Sang, Meursault, and Faust. These are all, at a surface level, decent general picks, as all three of them are seen as smart and rational. However, if we look at them while keeping the previously mentioned traits in mind, it turns out these three might just be some of the worst picks Dante could ever fucking make.
The biggest issue - none of these bitches can think quickly. Faust is especially notorious for this, as it's consistently pointed out how she always needs a long time to come to a conclusion or otherwise has to pause to come up with answers. We also know Yi Sang is the type of person to get lost in his thoughts and just meander instead of getting to the point. Meursault is a bit of an outlier in that we see that he can think quickly, but if he's not given any orders he's never gonna act on those thoughts. Admittedly, he has been getting better at speaking up over time, but he's still mostly in this "only does what he's told to do" mode of operations.
This is where their issues split up a little bit.
Yi Sang is probably the most likely to be supportive of Dante out of the three - we see that he cares about others and has learned to interfere and give advice when he feels it's necessary (though who knows if he's doing well enough to keep that up after Canto 6, oof). No, rather his other issue lies in the focus department. This is the guy who, as I previously mentioned, meanders all over before getting to the point. Again, like Meursault, he has been getting better at not doing that, but he's still got ways to go.
Faust and Meursault on the other hand have the opposite issue. While they're fairly goot at staying focused on what they have to do, the issue is that they never fucking speak up. They're probbably the furthest from being supportive of Dante. They're most likely to learn info and just keep it to themselves until everyone has wasted way too much fucking time. Hell, Meursault would probably make a decently good detective if allowed to do the case all on his own, but since he's meant to be a part of a group, he's unlikely to help out that much without Dante directly ordering him around.
Now, onto Verg's picks - Rodya, Hong Lu, and Ryoshu. This is where things get really, really interesting. Because we have the reverse situation to Dante's picks - on the surface the choices seem random and counter-intuitive, but if we look deeper, it turns out they all fulfill the requirements surprisingly well.
I'm about to go on a tangent here, but I find it extremely important that we're focusing on this group of Sinners in the first Intervallo between what I consider to be the most thematically different arcs within Limbus. The first half of Inferno has been pretty squarely about confronting one's past, whether learning to face it properly after running away from it (Gregor, Rodya, Sinclair), or learning to move past it after refusing to let go of it (Yi Sang, Ishmael, Heathcliff).
However, looking at the Sinners we have left, it feels like the second half of Inferno might be focused less on the past specifically, but more about the Sinners' general reality. Especially the next upcoming trio of Cantos - Don Quixote, Hong Lu, and Ryoshu - have some heavy thematic focus on the idea of one's perception of reality, especially fitting for the three Sinners with weird eye shit going on.
With Timekilling Time focusing on the Sinners most misinterpreted by others in-character (and out of character), it feels like the perfect intro to this switch in thematic focus - exploring the actual realities of people who are otherwise hard to understand.
Anyway, back to discussing how Rodya, Hong Lu, and Ryoshu fit Dante's requirements.
Supportive of Dante - this is the requirement all three fulfill pretty well. Let me explain.
Rodya is probably the most obvious - she's a hypegirl through and through, and happy to take the reigns in some way or another if nobody else is able to, as we see in Canto 2. She's often one of the first people to point out when someone is not doing well, and shares a lot of her insight if in the mood, but she also knows when discretion is necessary.
Hong Lu is a fun one here - he's extremely perceptive and insightful, often sharing his thoughts with very little prompting. His only issue is that he tends to backpedal when he feels like he said something wrong, or generally just words shit in weird slightly offensive ways. He's supportive, he just doesn't always talk like he is.
Ryoshu is one I find most interesting here, as a lot of people seem to miss this about her character - despite her short temper and peculiar manner of carrying herself, she's actually pretty understanding and helpful towards people she's on amicable terms with. She always explains her acronyms if asked (and when she doesn't it's usually because people stop asking or Sinclair translates instead), she listens when told to stand down or otherwise do something when asked of by Dante or Sinclair, and the reason she tends to stay quiet is because she only speaks when she feels what she has to say is important.
Staying focused - this one is a bit harder to judge, but I'd say the only one who might not fulfill this one is Hong Lu, but only by a margin. Ryoshu is shown to get so focused she gets impatient when she can't get to the point, and Rodya always has her goal in mind even when she might act like she doesn't. Hong Lu is a bit harder to judge, as he seems to be the type to prioritze gathering information and satiating his curiostiy over the main goal, but in a case like this that might just be a massive plus.
Unbiased quick thinking - again, all three fulfill the quick thinking part very well. Rodya shows it constantly throughout Canto 2, Hong Lu shows it best in social interactions, and Ryoshu just doesn't want to waste time and so she naturally thinks quickly as well. It's when we come to the unbiased part that things get extremely interesting.
As individuals, Rodya, Hong Lu, and Ryoshu are all very biased people. Rodya sees the world from the perspective of someone who suffered in the poor Backstreets. Hong Lu sees the world from the perspective of a rich Nest dweller coming from a family of dubious morality. Ryoshu sees the world from the perspective of (probably) an ex-Ring member obsessed with the art that is reality. Their backgrounds color the information they take in a lot.
However... this means that as a group, all three balance each other's biases out. Rodya's cynicism gets balanced out by Hong Lu's idealism, which is balanced by Ryoshu's realism. Their backgrounds couldn't be more different, and thus give the widest possible perspective when put together.
I think this is the point Verg is making with this selection. Dante's selection is the easy way out. It's people that Dante already knows how to deal with, and would rather pick even if their skillsets don't fit the situation. Verg is making Dante learn how to work with Sinners who might be harder to deal with, but have skillsets more fitting for the situation at hand.
Dante can't keep half-assing everything by always turning to the same few people. Every Sinner in the group has their use and are smart in their own unique ways. They have to figure what every Sinner's strong point is, otherwise they'll end up putting everyone in danger by relying on people who are simply not good in a situation while ignoring those who could help.
So... that's what I think.
Anyway, personal general update - I'm still alive! And also very swamped with college and constant exhaustion. So, things will have to change a bit moving forward.
Number one - I will not be returning to old analysis requests. There's too many at this point, and I just don't have the time to sit down and write longass posts whenever I want anymore. However, that isn't to say E.G.O and Sin analyses will never return! I have plaaans for what I want to do with those moving forward, it just may take some time to materialize.
Number two - I'm generally just more active on Discord than on Tumblr. Yapping on Discord feels more natural for me, as it's just... less formal than making a full post I guess. So, if you want to discuss things with me, or if you're on a server that you think would do well with having me yapping in there, feel free to shoot me an invite link in replies (or in DMs if you don't want it to be public)!
Number three - Go check out the Absolute Pride Resonance event on Youtube! I'm not a part of it maybe next time wink wink nudge nudge, but you should still check it out cause it's a bunch of cool people doing very scuffed streams, as is fitting for the scuff Project Moon is known for.
Alright, that's it. I still don't know how to end Tumblr Posts. Bye.
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desire • florian wirtz
summary: a celebration night left you and your best friend upset so you’re determined to find ways to apologize even if it’s too far. (based on this request!!)
word count: 5.98k!!!
warnings: best friends to lovers trope, mention of alcohol, vomiting, angst, smut, oral sex: f!recieving! unprotected sex,
note: NOT PROOFREAD. but uh, anon..i kinda changed it..BUT DONT GET ME WRONG. i loved writing this one ngl, we’re about twenty followers from being to 1k! anddddd…*drumroll* a month of two til my one year on tumblr 🥳🥳. anywhoo! plz enjoy! 💝
“Why are you drinking, put it down.” Florian said, you turned your head to look at him. “What!?” You shouted, he shook his head. “I said why are you drinking.” He said, you snickered. “It’s only once in awhile flo.” You smiled, he looked at you. “Where’s your sister?” You spoke, finishing your drink, “I don’t know..” he spoke, you rolled your eyes. “I’ll be back!” You said, getting off the stool, you pulled your dress down walking over, you bumped into someone looking up at the guy. You’ve obviously never seen him before, “oh sorry..” you mumbled, lost in his eyes. Either the alcohol had gotten into you or this man was just beautiful. ‘Oh shit’ you thought, he was one of the youngsters from the squad.
“You’re florians girlfriend?” The boy spoke, you shook your head.
“No we’re just best friends since we were young..” you spoke. “You’re reno right? I’ve heard about you from flo.” You smiled, he nodded his head. “So you and florian arent a thing?” He spoke, you shook your head. “No, he’s been a brother to me since we were babies.” You smiled, he held your waist. You looked at him, brows furrowing. ‘maybe hes drunk..’ you thought, you felt eyes on you as you looked around and made eye contact with florian. You looked away quickly, “excuse me..” you said, walking to the bathroom.
a few minutes later..
You walked out the bathroom, not from far you saw florian talking to reno. You frowned, before walking over there. Suddenly florian disappeared, reno looked at you. “Hey i have to go-“ he said, you looked at him. “What..why..” you said as he looked at you, “i have to go, i don’t know why..” he said chuckling nervously, you stared at him. “uh huh..” you said, crossing your arms against your chest, “it’s just, i’m not interested or y’know dating you..” he said, his eyes focusing on somebody. And who was that somebody? Ding ding ding, florian. You nodded your head, “alright.” You walked away, leaving reno shocked. You turned around, grabbing florian by the hand. “Y/n-what are you!” He said, you yanked him to the girls bathroom.
“And just what on earth are you fucking thinking!?” You yelled, “what did you tell him! because all i did was just talk to him.” You said, hands moving around while you spoke. “Nothing! I-I just talked to him about the win that was it-“ he said, you scoffed. “Bullshit! It always happens every fucking time!” You said, throwing your arms around. “..no wonder every guy thats around me doesn’t talk to me because you’re always fucking around blabbering.” You spoke, florian’s mouth widened at your words. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Jesus are you just going to stand there or wha-“ he cut you off, grabbing and holding your hands. You looked up at him, startled. “Am not here to argue with you about this, not on the night you should be proud of me or when i win the league title. I’m not doing this here.” He spat out, throwing your hands as he walked out the bathroom.
You scoffed, locking the bathroom door as you bit down on your lip, thinking about what just happened. You sighed, washing your hands as you dried them before flicking water on your face. You walked out the bathroom, “hey i was looking for you!” Marie said, you smiled. “Flo left upset, is everything okay?” She said, you nodded your head quickly. “Yeah! We’re fine..!” You smiled slightly, she nodded her head. “Come on then, you can stay with me and julie!” She said, you giggled.
After hours of partying and 10 shots of tequila down the drain..
Marie held you by your arm as she walked over to the car, “y/n..you drank a lot..” she said, you giggled shaking your head. “noooo…i didn’tttt..” you said singingly, she got you in the car as you rested your head against the seat. “You should’ve been with florian..where is he..” julie spoke from the passenger seat. “a-am not sure..” you spoke giggling, mind in a different type of mindset. You spread your legs, head throbbing in pain. “my head hurts..” you mumbled, resting your head on the window. marie parked the car infront of your garage, julie turned around laughing at you. “flo would’ve laughed his ass off at you!” She said, you rolled your eyes. “you’re funny julie..” you said whining. Holding back a burp.
Marie held your hand, you got out the car carefully. She wrapped your arm around her, as julie wrapped your other arm around her. The three of you stumbling into the house, you looked around the dark area before marie turned the lights on. You winced, looking away from the light, “you look green y/n.” Julie said, you immediately ran to the bathroom getting THAT feeling. Marie walked back and looked around, “where’s y/n!” She spoke, julie pointed at the bathroom as she ran towards the door. “y/n! can i come in..!” she said, you were retching and puking your guts out. You flushed the toilet, as you got up turning the sink on washing your mouth. Gurgling water.
“y-yeah..you can..come in..” you breathed out, you laid your head next to the toilet seat. marie opened the door and looked at you, “feeling better now?” She said, you shook your head. The only thing in your head repeating were florians words, speaking of florian your eyes widened. “Where’s flo..” you spoke, she shrugged. “not sure..i tried calling him when he left.” She spoke, you nodded your head. “do you want me to leave you alone? i could stay and help?” she said, you shook your head. “no no, it’s okay..i’ll be fine..!” You smiled. She hugged you, “okay..i’ll be going with julie then..call me if u need anything!” marie said, you hugged back nodding your head. “mhm..thank you..” you whispered, she got up walking out as you walked out the bathroom, heading upstairs to your bedroom.
You grabbed a pair of matching panties and matching bra, possibly white as you grabbed a oversized shirt and walked again to the bathroom. Turning the shower on, setting the temperature to cold hoping the cold water would sober you up. You undressed yourself as you got in the water, letting the cold water hit your body. You closed your eyes, holding your palms out to wash your face with the water as your mind went back to the moment in the bathroom with florian. Why did you drink? Did you hurt him? Why did you yell at him? Did you overreact? You immediately opened your eyes, your eyes starting to water for some reason. You drowned your face into the water dropping down.
30 minutes later..
You got out the shower, finished getting ready to sleep. You took some pills for your headache as you walked to your bed, hopping under the sheets. You grabbed your phone from your nightstand, texting florian.
{12:22am} you: hey, i’m sorry for what happened
{12:22am} you: i was just drunk, i didn’t know what i was thinking.
{12:25am} you: text me back when you can flo, please.
You sighed, giving up on your hopes. You decided to put your phone on do not disturb mode, the behavior of your best friend, the person you only talk to, the boy you somewhat love. You tossed around until you fell asleep, hoping a message of his came in.
7:56am..
You woke up, your head slightly still hurting. You sat up, grabbing your phone checking the notification center, hopping to see and look for his notification. just to find out he never texted back, you sighed. You got up, walking to your closet finding a pair of grey flare sweats and a pink longsleeve. You quickly changed, before walking to the bathroom, starting to brush your teeth. You put your hair in a clawclip half up-half down as you put your slippers on that florian had gifted you. You sighed grabbing your phone including your keys and wallet before you headed downstairs.
You walked outside your house closing the door behind you, walking to your car as you got in the driver seat, starting the car, driving off to florians house.
A few minutes later, you arrived outside his house. You swallowed nervously, your heart beating fast like crazy. You quickly got out the car, walking to the door. You stood there, taking all the anxious thoughts in before sighing out loudly as you knocked on the door.
No response.
You frowned, this time pressing on the door bell. You waited, balancing your weight onto every foot. you heard the small loud footsteps as you looked at the door, as it opened. Your heart dropping at the sight of the girl who looked a bit older than you, even sounded older. “Hello?” She said, giving you a disgusted look. Oh. ‘Bitchy aren’t we.’ You thought, “..um is flo around..?” You spoke, you looked at her. She was half naked, wearing one of your oversized shirts that flow had kept. Leg and butt naked. Your heart somewhat aching..keep it together you thought. “Yeah..he’s in the shower..” she said in a mean tone. You werent this dumb, your stomach dropping as it hit you. Why would he do something worse now? Did he really have to? He slept with her. “Hello!? Are you going to say anything!?” She said, you stared at her. “Tell him it’s best we distance ourselves.” You spat out, you turned on your heels walking away quickly as she looked back.
You were gone.
You hid behind the gates of his house, waiting for her to go back in quickly. You watched her go in as you got in your car driving off as quick as you could. Your eyes somewhat tearing up again.
“Oh hey casandra.” Florian spoke, going downstairs shirtless and in black sweatpants. The girl looked at him, her brows furrowed. “Something wrong?” He said, she cleared her throat. “Some girl came by..” she mumbled, he looked at her. “Oh..who?” He said, walking to the fridge. She sat on the stool, looking at the boys back. “I don’t know who she even was. She came talking about its better about distancing..I don’t know.” She spoke in annoyed tone.
He stopped his tracks, looking at her. “Cas, how did she look like.” He spoke, she furrowed her brows again. “She had brown hair..she wore something pink and some grey sweatpants, she was wearing these slippers too. She had her hair down too.” She said, he furrowed his brows thinking. “Distancing..” he thought of the word again. His eyes widened as he knew right away, he walked upstairs quickly. “Where the fuck are you going!” The girl screamed. Running to his room, florian grabbed his phone off the charger. His fingers immediately unlocking the screen and tapping on your contact.
He panicked, knowing he fucked up.
{8:02 am} flo: did you come by a few minutes ago?
{8:02 am} flo: it wasn’t what you think it was i swear y/n
{8:04 am} flo: please answer me.
{8:10 am} flo: y/n we can talk it out
{8:11 am} flo: just us
Your phone vibrated multiple times, you looked down to see florians contact. You gulped, putting your phone in your pocket, sincerely you were out with your friends, Vanessa and rachel having breakfast. Your heart still aching, fuck. I guess you did like him. You loved him, how couldn’t you tho? He’s been your best friend since 6 years old? You thought. You zoned out, your hands starting to ache as your body ached from even thinking. “I’ll be back!..” you spoke, excusing yourself walking to the bathroom. You bursted out crying, you wiped your tears off quickly as every tear came down. You breathed shakily.
Who knew what would be more to come.
A few days later go by, you were feeling alright. You havent spoken to florian since the day, you decided to let your friends come over. Possibly not florian, you got ready. As you put on a white dress on, you tied the red lace. You walked over your your closet, finding a pair of white heels, you made your way downstairs. You heard the doorbell ring as you ran to the door, opening it.
“Oh you look so good!!” Vanessa hugged you, you hugged back giggling. “Is marie coming?” She spoke, you nodded your head. Soon your other friends and marie arriving.
A few hours later after a few drinks down the drain..
You were walking around, wobbly possibly not even in a straight line. Feeling tipsy you sat next to marie, your other friends dancing on each other and laughing. “Oh my god y/n..” she sighed out before laughing, you rested your head against her shoulder. “Can we take a fotooo..pleaseeeee” you spoke, she laughed nodding her head. The two of you taking a picture, “oh my god! you’re drunk again!” she said laughing, you shook youe head. “nooppeeee..” you said laughing, laura your other friend took your hand, grabbing you. “Come on! Loosen yourself up more!” She said, you whined. “Finee!” She said, you two walked to the kitchen. She grabbed the bottle of vodka, your eyes widening. She poured some in your mouth, she laughed loudly watching you.
you wiped your mouth, your lipstick smudged. She giggled. “Oh my god! You recorded it too!” You said whining, she laughed nodding her head. “Whyy nott..”she spoke, you rolled your eyes. Vanessa sat down on the couch, as you quickly walked to the living room sitting next to marie. “So, you didn’t invite florian?” She spoke. You turned your head looking at her, “no..” you mumbled, ugh. Why was he brought up you thought. “He was..u-um..” you burped on accident, covering your mouth. “sorry!..he was busy, i forgot to mention!” You said, making a lie up.
Laura grabbed your hand again, “come on!” She said, you whined. “A-Again!?” You said, she nodded her head. “There’s more!..” she said, you rolled your eyes. You got up as the two of you walked over to the kitchen. You sat on the counter, kicking your legs around. “W-What time is it..” you said, she looked at the electronic clock. “twelve twenty-“ she spoke, your eyes widened. She gave you the bottle again, you chugged the lasy bit of it as her eyes widened. “I-I think that’s enough!” She said grabbing the bottle from you, you whined.
An hour later after cleaning and a mess of cups..
“You sure you’ll be okay?” Marie said, you nodded your head. “M-Mhm..i’ll be fine!” You spoke, she smiled. “Okay, well bye!” She said closing the door. You walked to the kitchen, going to the fridge. You grabbed a cold water bottle, you opened it taking a sip out of it. You made way to your room upstairs, just as you were about to sit down on the bed.
The knock on the door made you whine out loud. You lazily got up, “c-coming!” You said, the door bell ringing multiple times now. “I-I said i-i’m coming, jesus!” You whined, running downstairs. Surprisingly you didnt fall on your heels, you opened the door. Your heart dropped. Flo. “guess my invite wasn’t in the mail, huh?” He said, you tried to close the door. Too late. He already had his foot in the house. “Ugh! Can you just get out!!” You whined, possibly stomping. “Have you been drinking again?” He said, you looked at him. “No! Get out of my house! What the fuck do you want!” You whined.
“I came by to talk to you..” he said, you rolled your eyes. “Not. Fucking. Interested.” You spoke, “You’re drunk y/n.” He said, you looked at him, shaking your head. “I-I’m not! Can y-you just get out..” you mumbled, about to turn and walk away before he grabbed you, pulling you to him. “Get off me!” You said whining. He held onto your waist, not letting go. “Stop! Just get off me!” You whined, he didn’t let go. “Florian! Let me go!” You yelled out. “Look can i just talk to you!” He said, putting you down, as you looked at him. You sighed giving in as you nodded your head. “Look, i’m sorry for the day you came over. You don’t get it, i was hurting. She meant nothing, i promise. She didn’t at a-“ you scoffed, “Seriously!? She meant nothing. That’s bullshit!” You spat out, his eyes widened. “You fucking knew what you were doing! She wore my shirt! My shirt that i left at your house when u let me sleep the night over!” You yelled, about to slap his chest he grabbed both your wrists. You looked at him.
“Look, i was hurting. What you said affected me, i’ve been your best friend since we were 6 y/n. Even your soulmate okay. I fell for you. I love you.” He said, your eyes widened. “I couldn’t stand seeing you next to reno at all, same with other guys when we go out and you’re trying to talk them out of something. I’m so-“ he spoke, before you got out his grip, cupping his cheeks tightly as you kissed him. He kissed you back, hand holding your waist, you stumbled back and forth until your back hit the knee wall of the stairs. He picked you up, the two of you still kissing. He walked upstairs, closing the door behind as he laid you down on the bed, he laid himself ontop of you. He kissed you deeply this time, you kissed back.
He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into your mouth, his warm tongue exploring around your mouth passionately as your tongue slowly began moving against his. His hands, sliding up your dress. Your hand holding onto the back of his head, knee rasied against his hip. He pulled away sometime, you looked at him breathlessly. “Stand up for me.” He said, you nodded your head. You stood up, slightly wobbily infront of him. You were abt to take your heels off before he held your waist, giving it a slight squeeze. “hm..” you said. “Keep your heels on..” he said, you nodded your head. You untied the lace off your dress, pulling your dress off by the sides. you let the dress fall down, pooling around your ankles as you slipped your legs out of it.
His breathing increasing watching you, the boner aching through the fabric of his cargos. You sat on his crotch, wrapping your arms around him. He kissed you deeply again, his hand squeezing and cupping your breast as you kissed back with a whimper. You slightly moved your hips back and forth against his crotch. He groaned deeply into your mouth, you let your tongue slip in his mouth this time. The two of you playing and exploring each others mouth, he grabbed your back before moving you to the bed as he laid against you. Your legs opening apart, his bulge pressing against your core. Your hands sneaking under his shirt, fingers roaming through his abdomen and chest. He bit down on your bottom lip, you winced a bit.
He pulled back, kissing your lips again before his lips trailed down to your neck. You tugged on the hem of his shirt, you looked at him. Your eyes dilated and big, he chuckled as he watched you raise his shirt to his abdoment. Raising it higher and higher he took it off, discarding it somewhere in the room. His lips going back to your neck, his lips moving against your skin as he sucked on a spot, leaving a mark. You whimpered, holding onto his chest, your acrylics starting to run across his back. Florian began to bite on your neck, leaving small marks around your skin. He pulled back, tilting his head looking at you, seconds later you’re looking down at him having the chance to unbutton his pants. He smiles, caressing your cheek.
“Florian, please..” you whined, he kissed down your chest, his hand fondling with your boob. He took your nipple into his mouth, sucking onto your nipple as he used his tongue, flicking his tongue around your hardened nipple. You bit on your lip, his hand kneading with your other boob, his finger pulling and pinching your nipple causing you to moan. He pulled his mouth off with a ‘pop’ a little string of saliva connecting onto your nipple. You blushed heavily, before he moved his mouth to your other nipple doing the same to your other boob. You tugged onto his hair, legs wrapping around his waist attempting to grind yourself onto his boner. He pulled away, moments later you bit on your lip. He pulled his cargos off, he positioned himself infront of your core. You blushed again, his hands wrapping under your lower back, pulling down your white thong.
You looked away, flustered and heated as your cheeks blushed in pink and warmness. You bit on your finger slightly looking down at him, he licked a long stripe letting his wetness stick to his tongue. You arched your back, moaning at the sensation. His tongue, licking the top of your pussy, sucking on your sensitive pearl. You held onto his head, moaning uncontrollably as his tongue did the work. You leaned your head back, as your thighs rested on his shoulder. He moved his mouth further down, his tongue licking between your folds near your entrance. His face burried in between your thighs as you moaned uncontrollably. “Flo..” you breathlessly moaned out.
He continued eating you out, “y-you’re..t-teasing..” you spoke, he hummed as his tongue slipped into your entrance. You moaned loudly, feeling the tip of his tongue hit your opening. You gripped onto his hair whimpering, “k..keep doing—mmngh!..that!” You moaned out, holding onto his head. Your eyes rolling back, feeling yourself slowly closer. Minutes later, your gripping onto his hair as your other hand is gripping onto the pillowcase, “I-I’m gonna..” you moaned out, his index finger rubbing on your sensitive pearl. Your back arching causing your bubble to burst as you came around his tongue with a cry. He chuckled, licking your pussy one more time before moving his mouth away. You looked down at him, breathing heavily.
He sat up, pulling his boxers down giving it a few strokes, precum oozing out. Your eyes slightly widened, he grabbed your chin as you looked at him. He positioned himself against your core, this time pushing himself into your entrance. You gasped eyes rolling to the back of your head, scratching his back at the stretch, he groaned watching your face expressions before he slowly began to thrust into you. Your legs slowly wrapped around his waist, he nearly laid himself on you. His right hand caressing and squeezing your boob, you whimpered before he kissed you. You kissed back, cupping his cheek. He continued thrusting himself into you, keeping up with a rhythm as his cock pulsated in and out into your walls.
He rested his forehead onto yours, looking down as he watched himself pull in and out of your pussy. You held onto his waist, whimpering and slightly moaning. He began to thrust faster into you, causing you to let out a hiccuped whimper. You held his jaw, the two of you making eye contact as he groaned against your lips, you moaned uncontrollably. “Open your legs, baby..” he said, you whimpered at the moan. Your legs opening wide, you rolled your eyes. He stopped thrusting, you whined before he grabbed your hips, your inner thighs touching against his as your lower back was lifted. He thrusted deeper into you causing you to moan loudly already.
“O-Oh god!” You moaned out, his hips thrusting quicker into you, gripping onto your waist. Your hands gripping the pillow case, head burrying into the pillow. Your boobs bouncing up and down with your body jolting forward within every thrust. His free hand, holding and squishing your boob. You moaned uncontrollably, florian groaning feeling your walls squelch around him. “You’re so pretty..” he whispered, you whimpered. He kissed you again, your moans muffling in between the kiss, you held onto his arm.
The room soon filled with the sounds of your moans and grunts including florians deep groans and moans. His breathing getting tense, picking up the pace, lost in pleasure, including you.
Your tummy began to twist inside, your walls slowly tightening. You whined, as he leaned closer into you, your legs closing against him. He looked at you, resting his forehead against yours yet again, you looked up at him. You moaned, feeling yourself get closer. Florian picked up the pace, thrusting his hips faster than he was. You shut your legs quickly, feeling his tip hit your g-spot, moaning loudly as your eyes rolled back. Your legs crossing and wrapping around his waist, your heels still on as they touched his back. He chuckled at the remembrance of earlier, his hips snapping and smacking against you. “Let go..” he breathlessly said, letting his body lay on yours, head resting on your neck as you came around him, moaning his name out.
Hands roaming through his lower back as your other hand held his head. He slowly thrusted into you, you cupped his cheek breathing heavily. You smiled lazily, kissing his forehead. He kissed your lips, you kissed back cupping his cheek. He pulled out, you sighed at the emptiness, “Turn around for me..” he whispered, you turned around. Now in the middle of the bed, laying on your stomach, holding yourself on your elbows. He kissed your shoulder as you leaned your head back, your head resting onto his shoulder. He chuckled, giving your ass a light squeeze, his lips going down to your back. You giggled in between the kisses he planted on your skin, kissing your lower back.
He softly slapped your ass as you giggled again. He positioned himself behind you, pushing himself again. Your eyes rolling back, knowing the sensitivity would come and hit you. You held onto the sheets, he laid his pelvis onto your ass, hips thrusting slowly into you. Your moans slowly starting to come again, “flo..” you moaned his name out, he tugged onto your hair making a shifted ponytail before he thrusted his hips quicker. You gasped, holding onto the sheets as your moans slipped out one by one, uncontrollably. “Fuuuckkk!” He moaned, slapping your ass. You jolted forward within every thrust, you bit on your lip. Still moaning uncontrollably.
You were sweating, panting and possibly crying. Your mascara was smudged, your lip liner and lipstick combo was smudge. He rested his head on your shoulder, laying on you again. His hips slamming onto your ass, you whimpered in between. His thrusts slowly getting sloppier, you looked up at him. “f-flo..” you moaned out, holding onto the sheets. He fell on you, thrusting harder into you. You let out another hiccuped whimper or more precisely a bunch of stuttery hiccup moans. He chuckled, slapping your ass one more time.
“You’re tightening..again y/n.” He said, you whined. “O-Okay!” You rolled your eyes, he chuckled at your attitude. You let your head fall onto the bed, he pushed himself in deeper, finding your g-spot he thrusted quicker there. You screamed, gripping onto the sheets as you cried out from the sensitivity. “F-Florian!” You moaned out, he smirked. He felt himself twitch as he thrusted quicker onto you, you cried out again. Your tummy twisting yet again, your second orgasm of the night.
Within seconds later, you were gripping onto the sheets, a few tears slipping out before you came all over him. Your walls tightening causing him to slip out, just with a few strokes he came on your back, painting your back with his drops of cum. you fell on your stomach again, breathing heavily. legs shaking, you felt florian get off you. you slowly started to fall asleep before you felt a towel on you, “h-hey!” you said, he looked at you. “sit up.” He said, you sat up facing him. He gave you the makeup wipes, you frowned, your eyes closing as you nearly fell. He held your head, holding you. “You’re not sleeping with makeup..then you’re complaining about pimples y/n..” he said, you whined. He took a wipe, wiping off every inch of makeup on your face.
You whined, he tossed the wipe in the small trashcan. He turned your lamp on. Holding you he undid your bed before placing you on your spot as he laid under the sheets with you. You looked up at florian, before you rested your head on his chest falling asleep.
8:38am..
You were asleep, your arms were wrapped about somebody. Their arms wrapped around you as well, your eyes slowly starting to open as the first thing you looked was under the blanket. Great. A naked you. You looked to your side as you slightly startled yourself. “Stop moving around..” florian said, you smacked his head playfully before you rested your head on his chest again, “shut up..” you mumbled, he woke up looking at you. “Oh you’re awake..” he said, you smiled. “How is your hangover..you drank a lot last night..” he said, you rolled your eyes. “Like shit..you reminded me..” you sighed out, “wait. how’d you know i was drinking either way..” you said, he chuckled. “Maries story..especially lauras..” he said, your face heating up in embarrassment.
“Rightt..” you said, he chuckled. You looked down, the scatter of clothes and your heels. “So..about last night..” you said, he looked at you. “You didn’t mean to sleep with her right?” You said, he nodded his head. “Y/n, i love you. You’re the girl i want to spend my mornings and night with, i love you so much.” He said, you smiled kissing his cheek. “What do you think your mom would say..” you said, he bursted out laughing. “Shh..” he said, you giggled snuggling onto his chest. He kissed your cheek.
#florian wirtz smut#florian wirtz fanfic#florian wirtz imagine#florian wirtz x reader#florian wirtz one shot#𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬ꪆৎ𓏲 ๋࣭#football imagine#football x reader#football smut#football one shots
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I really like how you draw what you love in the moment. I am making a shift in my drawing interests as well, but I'm starting to feel guilty. My friends and followers know me as the (insert fandom) artist. Deep down I know what I am feeling is silly. Draw what you love! Who cares! I know that is the truth. So my question to you is, what do you do when those thoughts come to your head (if it does)?
What a thoughtful question! Below the cut:
Thank you! I've been on tumblr for 10 years and I have come to accept that I will always receive certain messages when I begin drawing a new interest:
"Guess you don't draw X anymore" / "Why did you stop drawing X?" / "Are you ever going to draw X again?" / "I want more X" / "When can we expect more X?" / "We're never going to see X again, are we?"
Though I've emphasized many times that this is my blog for all of my art and all my fandoms, every time I switch interests I am swamped with messages like this 3-4 months afterwards. It's an inevitability, because new folks may have missed that this is a "my current interest" blog, and old folks may not like the new content you're interested in.
At first it really bothered me, because I'd draw like 150 pieces of art for a fandom for 6 months straight, need a break, and the next day people will be like "guess you don't care anymore" like all the art I did wasn't enough.
The reality is: I like the idea of managing one blog for all of my artwork. I like how low-stress it is to have one, singular place I can still use a playground for my interests. I think it's a concept some people have forgotten is an option. Dare we call it a portfolio.
I am aware that the more "modern" way to conduct things, if you want to build an audience, is to have several blogs, each dedicated to one of your interests. But the very thought of managing 100 blogs every time I got a new interest makes my skin crawl and I know it would instantly suck the fun out of it for me.
I don't want to do that. I don't want to "build an audience", I just want to have a fun space for me. There are already so many social media sites out there besides tumblr, and if you're an artist that uploads to more than one, multiplying those by each of your fandoms? Sounds like more work than I want to do.
I can't remember the name of the artist, but I recall a few years ago one of the artists for the show Korra was bombarded with these sorts of messages when they started posting art that wasn't Avatar-related. And they said something to the effect of "I gave 2 years of my life to this show. Let me explore something new." And I'll never forget that. I feel the same way.
The theme of this blog is "my art". That's it. My interests change, sometimes circle back, and change again. And that's ok—that's how artists keep art fun for themselves. Every artist deserves a playground where they can share and connect with other people who are also just as excited about their newest thing. That's the joy of it.
Keeping yourself in a box just because that's what people want or expect you to do is the death of creativity. I am at peace with people unfollowing if our interests don't align anymore. This was never a blog for catering to anyone but myself, and that is ok.
So those messages don't bother me anymore. I know they're coming. I know they will always be there. And, every time, I will find new folks who do want to share in my new interest. I think in many ways I like starting over again. It feels refreshing.
But more than that, I know the importance of keep a space for myself online where I can be as creative and fun and silly as I like, chasing after the latest thing that is making me smile.
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hey
please don't be weird in the comments on my posts please and thank you
Also I'm not a royalist, I think the revolution itself was a net positive, I'm just interested in Marie Antoinette in particular. Anyone who actually follows this blog or my Twitter account knows this information.
(I have been blocked on Twitter when people find out that I'm not a royalist. I also got called evil for saying that I thought an exhibit on the Romanov Faberge eggs could have done something like an exhibit about Chocolate I attended, where the last room was all about the brutal reality of historical (and modern) chocolate cultivation, so that people knew the full story of the pretty objects, portraits of chocolate drinks, etc, in the previous rooms.)
Also x2 if you're ever tempted to be like... sneery at me because of my blog name, idk what to tell you, I named it this because this started as a Marie Antoinette themed aesthetic blog 15 years ago before I got more interested in delving into history seriously. I haven't changed my layout or tumblr name in 15 years, I'll be damned if I rename just to make it ~~neutral~~ to appease randoms now.
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My 10 year Tumblr anniversary
June 2024 marks 10 years since I started this blog!
I originally began this blog as a way for me to follow discussions taking place on Tumblr about important topics in the LDS community, like racism or Ordain Women, which couldn't be discussed in mainstream LDS spaces.
I soon found the LGBTQ+ LDS community which called themselves queerstake. I would message them and make comments on their posts, and they gently encouraged me to write my own blog posts to share my thoughts with others. I resisted, thinking I had nothing of value to add to the conversation and no one would be interested in what I had to say. I finally wrote my first blog post in June 2016 and it was about meeting the Sistas in Zion and sharing that I'm gay and the kindness of their reaction. That post got exactly zero likes or comments, reaffirming my belief that I didn't have anything of interest to share. I didn't write another post until August and it got a few likes and that was enough, I wrote several more posts that month and haven't stopped.
I used to go to blogging sites to find blogs by queer Latter-day Saints. Their stories resonated with me and felt important. Usually they began with someone coming home from their mission, which they hoped would be rewarded by God removing their gayness, and being disappointed or surprised this didn't happen. They expressed a commitment to staying in the church, but as the months went by they more and more wrote about the hurt they experienced, the pain of church policies aimed at them, insensitive encounters with church members and leaders, and anger at things said in General Conference. Typically there would be entries for a few months and then the blog goes silent, no more entries.
I would think of not just how important these blogs were to me, but in some distant future they would be of interest to historians wanting to better understand what it was like to be a queer Mormon at a time of big changes in society and the LDS Church.
Most of those blogs were written by folks in their 20's and lasted just a few months to maybe up to 2 years. I thought perhaps writing as someone in their 40's would add to these voices, and for it to matter I needed to be authentic in sharing my thoughts, feelings and experiences, showing the good, bad, and ugly. I honestly was surprised and thrilled if I had a post reach 40 or 50 likes, and was unprepared for having a post in 2017 get clicked on more than a half-million times.
Since my viral post, I had a number of younger queer people following me, I still wanted to be honest and authentic and vulnerable, but I also wanted it to be a queer-positive space. I reblogged things from others, I posted lots of rainbow-themed posts so that visually it's clear this is a blog of a queer person.
I started getting many messages with questions, often anonymously which meant the only way I could respond was by posting my answer to my blog. I soon felt like I was the Dear Ann Landers of Queerstake and have posted about 2000 responses since 2017, which averages to about 150 such responses per year.
Because queer people usually don't grow up being taught about queer history and culture, I will occasionally make posts about such things, including about LDS queer history because as a queer Mormon, I can be proud of the LDS pioneer and pioqueer legacies.
The person who started this blog 10 years ago could never have imagined I would be out to everyone in my life, and once I was out that I would still be a member of the LDS Church and get to meet General Authorities, that I would have my words published in books, be a guest on podcasts, or serve in the leadership of an organization (Affirmation) for queer people. It's been a wild ride.
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What do you think about Sam and Jacob saying that the end will be sad but satisfying?
I think that not everyone survives… but we will get some kind of resolution nonetheless. Given they’re both Loustat truthers… :))
I think we might get a Merrick-esque event there and then… well. Lestat has to get there for s3 somehow ^^
Also I just saw V got a few similar asks, can only recommend reading her thoughts as well 🥰
#anonymous#ask nalyra#interview with the vampire#iwtv#amc iwtv#amc interview with the vampire#lestat de lioncourt#louis de pointe du lac#loustat
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2024 Book Review #27 – From the Ruins of Empire: The Revolt Against the West and the Remaking of Asia by Pankaj Mishra
Yet another work of nonfiction I picked up because an intriguing-sounding quote from it went viral on tumblr. This was the fifth history book I’ve read this year, but the first that tries very consciously to be an intellectual history. Both an interesting and a frustrating read – my overall opinion went back and forth a few times both as I read and as I put together this review.
The book is ostensibly a history of Asia’s intellectual response to European empire’s sudden military and economic superiority and political imperialism in the 19th and 20th centuries, though it’s focus and sympathy is overwhelmingly with what it calls ‘middle ground’ responses (i.e. neither reactionary traditionalism nor unthinking westernization). It structures this as basically a series of biographies of notable intellectual figures from the Islamic World, China and India from throughout the mid-late 19th and early 20th centuries - Liang Qichao and Jamal al-Din al-Afghani get star bidding and by far the most focus, with Rabindranath Tagore a distant third and a whole scattering of more famous personages further below him.
The central thesis of the book is essentially that the initial response of most rich, ancient Asian societies to sudden European dominance (rung in by the Napoleonic occupation of Egypt and the British colonization of India) was denial, followed (once European guns and manufactured goods made this untenable) by a deep sense of inferiority and humiliation. This sense of inferiority often resulted in attempts by ruling elites and intellectuals to abandon their own traditions and westernize wholesale (the Ottoman Tanzimat reforms, the New Culture Movement in China, etc), but at the same time different intellectual currents responded to the crisis by synthesizing their own visions of modernity, and tried to construct a new world with a centre other than the West.
I will be honest, my first and most fundamental issue with this book is that I just wish it was something it wasn’t. Which is to say, it is a resolutely intellectual and idealist history, convinced of the power of ideas and rhetoric as the engine for changing the world. Which means that the biography of one itinerant revolutionary is exhaustively followed so as to trace the evolution of his world-historically important thoughts, but the reason the Tanzimat Reforms failed is just brushed aside as having something to do with europhile bureaucrats building opera houses in Istanbul. Not at all hyperbole to say I’d really rather it was actually the exact opposite – the latter is just a much more interesting subject!
Not that the biographies aren’t interesting! They very much are, and do an excellent job of getting across just how interconnected the non-Western (well, largely Islamic and to a lesser extent Sino-Pacific) world was in the early/mid-19th century, and even moreso how late 19th/early 20th century globalization was not at all solely a western affair. They’re also just fascinating in their own right, the personalities are larger than life and the archetype of the globe-trotting polyglot intelligentsia is one I’ve always found very compelling. While I complain about the lack of detail, the book does at least acknowledge the social and economic disruptions that even purely economic colonialism created, and the impoverishment that created the social base the book’s subjects would eventually try to arouse and organize. And, even if I wish they were all dug into in far more detail, the book’s narrative is absolutely full of fascinating anecdotes and episodes I want to read about in more detail now.
Which is a problem with the book that it’s probably fairer to hold against it – it’s ostensible subject matter could fill libraries, and so to fit what it wants to into a readable 400-page volume, it condenses, focuses, filters and simplifies to the point of myopia. Which, granted, is the stereotypical historian’s complaint about absolutely anything that generalizes beyond the level of an individual village or commune, but still.
This isn’t at all helped but the overriding sense that this was a book that started with the conclusion and then went back looking for evidence to support its thesis and create a narrative. Which is a shame, because the section on the post-war and post-decolonization world is by far the sloppiest and least convincing, in large part because you can feel the friction of the author trying to make their thesis fit around the obvious objections to it.
Which is to say, the book draws a line on the evolution of Asian thought through trying to westernize/industrialize/nationalize and compete with the west on it’s own terms (in the book’s view) a more authentic and healthy view that rejects the western ideals of materialism and nationalism into something more spiritual, humane, and cosmopolitan, with Gandhi kind of the exemplar of this kind of view. It tries to portray this anti-materialistic worldview as the ideology of the future, the natural belief system of Asia which Europe and America can hope to learn from. It then, ah, lets say struggles to to find practical evidence of this in modern politics or economics, lets say (the Islamic Republic of Iran and Edrogan’s Turkey being the closest). It is also very insistent that ‘westernization’ is a false god that can never work, which is an entirely reasonable viewpoint to defend but if you are then you really gotta remember that Japan/South Korea/Taiwan like, exist while going through all the more obvious failures. One is rather left feeling that Mishra is trying to speak an intellectual hegemony into existence, here. (The constant equivocation and discomfort when bringing up socialism – the materialistic western export par excellence, but also perhaps somewhat important in 20th century Asian intellectual life – also just got aggravating).
It’s somewhere between interesting and bleakly amusing that modernity and liberal democracy have apparently been discredited and ideologically exhausted for more than one hundred years now! Truly we are ruled by the ideals of the dead.
I could honestly complain about the last chapter at length – the characterization of Islam as somehow more deeply woven in and inextricable from Muslim societies than any other religion and the resultant implicit characterization of secular government as necessarily western intellectual colonialism is a big one – but it really is only a small portion of the book, so I’ll restrain myself. Though the casual mention of the failures of secular and socialist post-colonial nation-building projects always just reminds me of reading The Jakarta Method and makes me sad.
So yeah! I felt significantly more positively about the book before I sat down and actually organized my thoughts about it. Not really sure how to take that.
#book review#history#From the Ruins of Empire#From the Ruins of Empire: The Revolt Against the West and the Remaking of Asia#Pankaj Mishra
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A Personal Post
Hi guys, I'm finally making the post I kept telling myself and my best friends I'd make but wanted to put it off until I felt better. That hasn't happened and with how things are going I thought it was best to just post it now.
So for a while, since probably late 2023, I've felt less like my blog is for me, and more like it's some kind of fandom archive. Which, if you use it this way as-is, great! I'm glad my blog could make you happy like that! But that's not what I set out for it to be.
I'm the sort of neurodivergent person who likes to categorize things, including my interests. All my tumblr blogs are specific to one thing, and this one was no exception.
I began tagging things soon after I made the blog because I saw a lot of people were sad about the twins, and I thought "well since I love both sad and happy stuff, and I'm really good about categorizing things, maybe I can try and help!" And according to many, it did help!
But I think that also gave off the impression that I was making this blog for other folks, and that isn't the case. I'm sorry I never clarified. It's not an archive; I do not reblog shipping posts, posts from people I've blocked, AUs I don't click with, and sometimes just not everything I see.
I've gotten popular in the fandom, and for the most part I do, from the bottom of my heart, enjoy it. I have people who care about my hyperfixation! That's amazing! I have people who love my cosplay and want to meet up with me. I've made so many friends of all shapes and sizes and it's probably the most incredible thing I've ever experienced, truth be told.
But yeah my blog being mine has gotten away from me a bit, I think.
I want to keep tagging my submas tags, that isn't going to change. I will tag triggers when asked, unless it's kind of impossible due to the blog's subject (trains, for instance) or a name or really common word (like the word 'head' or something). Other than that please reach out and I'll do my best to remember. But other tags? Those will be up to me. I don't want to tag when OCs show up. I love OCs and like seeing them, and don't want to have to remember that one person who visits my blog doesn't.
I had anon off for a while because honestly ever since making this blog, there have been anons who really made me unhappy. (Also yes, non-anons but that's been fewer and far between). I've gotten misinformation, accusations, horrible and disgusting explicit asks, and criticisms and complaints, and I'm just... Not here for that. Keep the explicit things and misinfo out of my inbox, I am no arbiter of morality or personal decisions, and I am not here for you to share your negative opinions of submas or the fandom.
Anon is on for people who are too self conscious to chat face to face, for people to send fun headcanon ideas (remember when people did that back in 2022 when this blog started? I miss that, it was sweet and wholesome), to share song recommendations... That kind of stuff. If you have an actual problem, please, PLEASE talk to me off anon, whether that be DMs or a non-anon ask that I can answer privately. Especially if we're friends; please, please just talk to me about stuff. I don't bite! I swear!
But yeah the bottom line is I'm here to participate in fun (and sometimes heartbreaking!) fandom stuff. I'm here for FUN, not as my job. I know that we're all a bunch of neurodivergent folks and sometimes interactions can be a swing and a miss, but please try to be mindful. Please treat me like a person and not just like a museum curator for this blog.
Truth is, I haven't been okay for a while now. It's gotten worse this year for sure, and due to life stuff I cannot see things feeling better for me for some time. I need to go day by day for a lot of things, and I am trying to get better about needing to set boundaries and all that sort of thing. I suffer from intense paranoia too, and having so many eyes on me is genuinely terrifying at times. I'm trying to manage that as best I can, but I do ask that folks be kind.
NO I am not going anywhere, my blog is staying and will continue on as normal, but I really, really needed to get this posted.
Please continue to interact with me and chat and everything like that! But also please remember to treat this space, my blog, as my space. Thanks for reading!
#blue blogs#basically just. if you wouldn't want someone saying it to you please don't say it to me i guess?#please treat me like an individual person and not just a curator.#i do really and truly appreciate you all#most of you haven't done anything wrong and those who've made me uncomfortable mostly have done so just due to social mishaps#it's not the end of the world#please just try again and keep my boundaries in mind is all#going to link this in my pinned post as well
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What were your impressions before watching Kingdom and its promotional media? I was kind of feeling odd that Freya Allan was being promoted as the only leading human character alongside apes that I had two thoughts:
1. She was pretty enough to gather male audiences and would be like a side-along character like Nova from 1968.
2. (Initially, and hoping it didn't happen), there would be some plot twist, and she would subtly be paired with the ape character.
Mind you, I only saw the teaser trailer and promotional posters in the theaters, and while I was more interested in watching the new lore on ape kingdom... I wasn't initially interested in seeing humans and thought that their presence would overshadow the apes in the movie. Again, I wasn't particularly excited for a possible human x ape ship to get out of this movie (let alone an actual pairing).
But Tumblr is a strange place that can challenge your preconceptions and I got little spoiled with the plot that fuelled my curiosity. So I went to see what the whole thing was about, and lo and behold, I ended up as a shipper and feeling so excited for the next movie to come out and see the drama it will unfold that I want the critics to be so enraged for the controversy it's going to be 😈 hahaha!
Well, the truth is that I was curious to know what her role was going to be within the story. I expected her to be a more flat character; I don't usually have high hopes for female characters in big franchises because they often get sidelined. Seeing the minimal role they had in the previous trilogy, my hopes were minimal. When it was revealed that she could speak, I found her much more interesting because that was definitely going to add depth to the story, but I didn't have a truly preconceived idea. I never bought into the crazy theories about her maybe being an astronaut or something like that, but I imagined there would be much more to her storyline than I had initially thought.
When some promotional videos started appearing that I chose to watch to spoil myself because I can't help it, I did start shipping. I don't know, I've always been a bit basic in that kind of thing, although I didn't ship even a quarter of what I do now, hahahaha.
#shippers always shipping#kingdom of the planet of the apes#nomae#planet of the apes#kotpota#kotpota mae#mae x noa#kotpota noa#mae#noa x mae#noa
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Hello users!!! We’re very excited to make a very special announcement today!!!
In the spirit of our remodel, we have decided to start daily themed posts to boost engagement in the community!!! Each day of the week will have a different theme, and the posts for each week will be unique and occasionally themed for that time of the year!!! We hope that users will see this as an opportunity to have even more wonderful interactions together!!!
The System will now list the themes, so everyone understands what the plan is!!!
Monday - Mun-days
-> The System will provide asks, questions, or polls for users to interact with OOC! For those who choose to participate, this will give us the opportunity to learn a little bit about the amazing Muns behind our favorite accounts!!! (Ex: Tell us about your first RP acct! Why did you start it?)
Tuesday - User Poll Tuesdays
-> Just like we've been doing, we'll post a couple of interesting Riordanverse polls on Tuesdays for you all to answer and share around! (Ex: Which Riordanverse Character has the best sense of humor?)
Wednesday - What's going on Wednesday
-> The System will provide an open starter for users to use! Either reblog the post from us and @ someone, or copy and paste it to your own blog to use! (Ex: You wake up to find there's a monster under your bed! How do you react?)
Thursday - Tithing Thursdays
-> It's time to show your love to your favorite gods and goddesses! Send them a message! Offer them a gift!!! Tell them how much you love them!!!
Friday - Campfire Fridays
-> Camp Half blood resident or not, all users are invited to the Sing-along! Share your favorite songs of the week! Show us what your muses love to listen to!!! (The System will post an anchor post to remind everyone when it's time to share your favorite tunes!!!)
Saturday - Say Hi Saturdays
-> It's time to make use of our resource!!! Come in and find a blog that's new to you and send them a hello!! It's time to make new friends... or maybe even enemies >:D (The System will post a reminder for you to go find someone new!!)
Sunday - Magic Anon
-> M!A is an old RP tradition here on tumblr! Usually, users receive an Anon who blesses (or curses) your muse for a set amount of time!! The System will post Sunday's Magic!Anon here on the database, and any users who want to participate are welcome to take it and add it to their Bio or about page for 24 hours!! (Ex: For 24 hours, your muse can only speak in Rhyming Couplets >:D OR for 24 hours, your muse can hear the thoughts of Birds in their near vicinity!)
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I really like your work! I discovered it a while ago but recently found it again and explored your tumblr finally. I'm not sure if me deciding to spend a couple hours going through your entire posting history over curiosity about Mica clan is a compliment to you or says something about me but I did it.
It was really neat seeing your Shut Eye video. Also, just to satisfy my own curiosity: it looks like of the thirteen you have Heroncall, Oriolewing, Addereye, Larksong/star, Foxjaw, Owlpounce, Buckfoot, Snaptail and her two kits, another queen and her kit, and a random cat. Are you willing to share any information about the other queen and the random cat. But it was nice to see a bit about where the clan came from, and if your ever decide to make a video about the clan's founding know I will eagerly await it.
Also, thanks so much for the family tree. Part of the reason I went through your entire tumblr was because I was curious about the details behind the clan so it's nice to have that, if a tad too late for me to save a couple hours. Also, is Heroncall mates with Buckfoot? And it looks like Robinsong may have mated with the kit in the Shut Eye video that belongs to the other queen, am I right? Also, it's really neat to sea Owlpounce and Foxjaw being siblings. It makes sense with how fluffy they are, and Embertooth is too. Also, it's really funny comparing Owlpounce and Foxjaw with their social skills and steady personality to Embertooth, who is somewhat prickly. I can also see Puddlepaw being related to the three, maybe as a cousin to Embertooth? They're very fluffy and I can see their personality as less social but just as steady as Owlpounce and Foxjaw. Is Orchidstar related to Owlpounce? When I saw her she reminded me of Owlpounce and she's also fairly fluffy.
Side not: With how depleted the clan first was after the disaster, and with how they picked up Birchspeckle just for her abilities, was there a time where the clan was friendly to outsiders just afterwards? Before the illness and attacks I can see them almost needing the extra cats. It would make it horribly ironic how they isolate Mudpaw for all that several of them would also be only half-clan, and explain all the question marks you have in the family tree. They're cats that were encountered and helped create kittens but weren't necessarily interested in joining.
Sorry for the length of this by the way.
ok first of all I love super long asks so no need to apologize HAHA
The unnamed background cats haven't really been thought through at this point, but the random cat (not the queen or kit) is Addereye's apprentice at the time of the disaster! Not sure what happens to him, but it can be assumed he lives with the clan and probably dies before the events of Mudpaw's story.
Good eye spotting Buckfoot on the family tree! I had the idea in the back of my mind of them being one of Mudpaw's ancestors ever since I designed them. I've said before on here but Micaclan doesn't really endorse the whole "healers can't have families" rule, and they especially didn't care for it after the disaster, when their numbers were so low. Plus, I like the idea of Mudpaw reminding Owlpounce of her old mentor :') I also like the idea of Puddlepaw and Orchidstar being related to Owl, Fox, and Ember! having all the fluffy cats related to each other is so funny to me ^^
Directly after the disaster, I imagine the clan sort of relied upon the help of strangers in order to survive. Maybe they even took some into the clan at first, like Birchspeckle. But I think the thing that really started their sort of isolationist-tendencies was the slow loss of their culture. I think it's entirely probable that, in taking outsiders into their group, they began losing some of the traditions and beliefs that made them Micaclan. If the outsiders they allowed to join didn't care for the idea of Starclan, or for the idea of caring for the weakest among them before themselves, or for following the warrior code... would they even be Micaclan anymore? After losing their home, their families, their ancestral territory, their very connection to Starclan... would they, the last survivors of Micaclan, maybe even the last survivors of any clan, be the ones to allow their traditions and way of life to be lost forever?
It's this fear, I think, that caused Micaclan to veer so sharply into isolation. Larkstar has many flaws, and even if it stemmed from a desire to see her and her clan's way of life preserved, she still encouraged an unhealthy distrust of outsiders in the clan. By doing what she thought best at the time, doing what she thought would keep them and their way of life safe, she ended up creating a culture of isolationism, and this very isolationism harms the clan and its members. Birchspeckle was made to feel unwanted by the clan that raised her, Possum was fully disowned for wanting to leave the clan and explore, and Mudpaw was treated badly because of the clan's subconscious dislike for anyone they consider to be other. The changes the clan underwent did preserve most of their culture, it's true, but it also meant that they lost one of the core ideals that Micaclan was built on; Micaclan was formed by non-clan cats who decided they wanted to come together and embody a code of ethics that they found admirable. Micaclan was never formed on the basis of blood!
#ask#micaclan#mudlore#FINALLY i can explain micaclan's Whole Deal with outsiders#it stemmed from a very real fear of their entire culture being wiped out#but in response they swung so far into the opposite direction that they ended up losing part of themselves anyway#Micaclan was always welcoming of outsiders#the clan itself was formed by outsiders!#the sudden shift into xenophobia is as much a distruction of their culture as anything else
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When you discover that My Dress-Up Darling is the english title for Sexy Cosplay Doll. It all makes sense now why I thought the anime gif I was seeing on Tumblr a few months back were familiar...
Btw, people who are complaining about fanservice in it forget that it's... an ecchi romcom? That's part of the genre. What we call today fanservice in its very large meaning is normal for this kind of works?
Also, it's funny to see people saying that it was made by a man and some similar statements when... the mangaka is a woman. Oops?
#sexy cosplay doll#not going to watch the anime but I read the last book published in french and#was interested in what tumblr thought about#surprisingly i was not surprised...#my dress-up darling
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Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girl found dead in a hidden room.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan xichen#jin guangyao#jiang cheng#wei wuxian#qin su#EDIT: Tumblr published an earlier draft with only half the notes I wrote so: late entry on my JGY thoughts.#Unlike the mystic powers of the stockmarket (what the OG meme is referring to) I think this situation calls for more active investigation.#qin su is such a deeply tragic character to me and I really wish we got a bit more from her.#Love everyone who sent me messages about her after the last time she appeared.#I think she needs a spin off of her being a transmigrator SO badly.#MDZS has so many interesting characters - but it sometimes fails to give them the proper room to really develop past a role in the plot.#That's just the consequence of writing a story like MDZS. Not every character in a book *needs* to have a rich inner life and backstory!#To do so would bog down the story and obliterate any notion of pacing. It's just not possible.#Jin Guangyao (nee Meng Yao) is unfortunately not free from this leeway rule. He is the culprit of this murder mystery plot#and thus NEEDS to encapsulate the themes of the book. And personally he's a 7 out of 10 at best on this front (in the AD).#MDZS is about rumours twisting reality and working towards truth. And about how people & situations are rarely ever black & white#JGY has his motivations. He's well written in regards to his actions making sense for his character.#What started as good traits (drive to succeed & improve his image) became twisted over time (do anything to maintain his image)#and it's a good parallel to WWX! He has the same arc (with different traits)! Bonus points for IGY in that regard.#but man....by the time we confront this guy for murder there's not a lot of grey morality. He's just...deep in the hole *he* dug.#There's a beautiful tragedy to it! More on JGY in later comics - this is getting pretty long already!
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what i like especially about the pronouns in the goblin emperor is that this language doesn't just have the T-V distinction (aka informal vs. formal second-person pronouns, in this case 'thou' vs. 'you'), it also has informal and formal first-person pronouns. having BOTH of these distinctions in the same language lets you fine-tune your tone by mixing and matching. with only one axis of formality, when you use informal pronouns, are you being familiar in an intimate way, or in an insolent or dismissive way? when you use formal pronouns, are you being polite or standoffish? you can't tell just from the pronouns; there's ambiguity. but a language where you can use a formal first-person pronoun in the same sentence as an informal second-person pronoun allows you to distance yourself (via the formal first) while also being familiar (via the informal second), thereby achieving the conversational tenor known to linguists as Fuck Thee Specifically.
#just kidding i don't know what linguists call that tenor. or any tenors. i'm not totally positive what a tenor even is#but i can't let that stop me from writing a jokey post on tumblr dot com#register is a very interesting area of linguistics that i know very little about#so i'm probably revealing the depths of my vast ignorance here to all the sociolinguists who surely hang on my every word#but i've always thought of the formal/informal pronoun thing as being about two things: intimacy-distance & rudeness-politeness#and of course you can usually tell from context whether a formal pronoun is meant to indicate distance or politeness#(plus distance and politeness are related to each other (to various degrees depending on culture))#but it seems like it would be cool to have a built-in alignment chart of sorts just for pronoun combos#instead of prep jock nerd goth...why not try intimate self-effacing polite superior?#the goblin emperor#pronouns#register#sociolinguistics#my posts#f#anyway i know i said i wasn't going to reread the goblin emperor...but guess what. lol#and i edited my tags on that earlier post but fyi the language DOES distinguish between plural and formal singular pronouns#i had said i thought it used the same pronouns for plural and formal but i just wasn't paying close enough attention#so anyway i just reread the part where maia is talking to setheris in formal first and informal second#and you can see setheris going ohhh shit. oh shit oh shit oh shit#i'm in biiiiiig trouble#you sure are dude. that's the Time to Grovel signal#it's interesting because at the very beginning of the book when i first saw the formal first used i just thought it was the royal we#because i knew the main character was supposed to be royalty#but then EVERYONE was doing it. so it's not the royal we it's just the formal we#however. this does make me realize that the way the royal we would function in a language that retains the t-v distinction#is the same way i'm describing here. it's just reserving that particular tone (i'm better than you and am displeased with you)#for royalty only. which makes sense given royalty's whole deal
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#succession#web weave#kendall roy#it's about the not knowing who you are once you stop filling that role you thought you were destined to fill#it's about trying so hard to be the perfect son you lose yourself in the process#it's about always defining yourself through what everyone else tells you you are. and only through that#it's ALSO about how kendall literally sounds like ken doll but maybe that's just me#and it's just interesting to me how this is a big theme in the show🔝 despite him consistently being the most self-aware out of#everyone in his whole family. or maybe precisely BECAUSE of that#wait full disclaimer. I have no idea where the 2nd quote is from I found that on tumblr. sorry#it just fit really well …. that’s him …
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My absolute favorite thing about your blog, even more favorite that Vachete, is the care and interest you put into each response. Be it an ask or an art piece, you always eloquently break down each individual aspect and comment on them. It always makes me smile.
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#aw geez#thank you! that's such a sweet thing to say!#these are things I like to talk about so it's not like people have to try very hard to get me to ramble about stuff I hold dear#tumblr as a whole seems to have an atmosphere that encourages being open about passions special interests and one's creative projects#it's terribly flattering that folks are interested in engaging with what I make to begin with I don't take that for granted#and having your original characters depicted by other artists is a huge deal#it takes time and effort and thought to create anything especially if it's for someone else#I try my best to let them know that I've stopped to look at and think about their work in a way it deserves#and I like art and I like talking about and analyzing it and if someone made it for me and it features my brain goobers I like it even more#plus I know receiving comments is rewarding so I try to write ones that take longer than a few seconds to read#every time I get thoughtful feedback the good feeling lingers for ages and I'd imagine most people feel the same way#answered#hylorien
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