just a random thought: what will you like to see when haikyuu ends? just a random question ^-^
The roar of the crowd is a deafening sound in his ears and the lights of the stadium shine so bright to blind him for a couple of seconds. He holds his breath. This is it, finally it. The Olympics.
He grasps tight at the fabric of his jersey. It’s true, everything is real, even if he still couldn’t believe it. He’s wearing the red uniform of the Japan men’s national volleyball team, the one he’s always desired the most.
The confusion lasts just a couple of moments. Around him everything feels so familiar, despite being completely new. He repeats the same warming up routine he’s used to do since high school until it’s time. Eighteen hands pile one on the other, eighteen red and black dressed bodies squeeze each other in an encouraging embrace.
“Let’s go!” his captain yells.
As they all part ways to gain the center of the court, he forgets to breathe as he reads again some of the names written in bold white letters on the back of the jerseys. Most of them, he was used to see on the other side of the net, but now they are here. His teammates.
In relation to the last ep of LoT and how people are hating on Mick I have to go on a rant about this.
Laurel took Sara to Nanda Parbat to put her in the Lazarus pit, she made the decision to go despite what she could see what it was doing to Thea, cause she couldn’t cope.
Everyone, Nyssa, Malcom even Thea, said no when they got there. They told her that it wouldnt be the Sara she knew. They warned her of the consequences but Laurel was still abdorment that she was going to bring Sara back to live so she stayed.
They warned her that the bloodlust would be a lot more worse for Sara if the pit worked, than it is for Thea cause she was coming back from the dead.
When Malcom turned round and said he’d do it, she still agreed immediately, despite the warnings from everyone around her.
She put Sara through her bloodlust for her own selfish reasons.
Which now brings me to this weeks ep of LoT. (The only one I’ve watched online cause I don’t want to wait 2 weeks for it to air here)
don’t tell me what Mick did was worse.
don’t tell me how Mick betrayed the team cause he didn’t
don’t tell me it’s perfectly okay for Laurel to do that, and Mick not choose Leonard over the arseholes cough I mean legends cough cause all they did was treat the man like shit. Pick on his IQ, they only wanted him for the thug side of things cause god forbid someone else break a fucking nail.
Don’t tell me how Mick made the wrong decision.
don’t tell me how he shouldn’t have picked the one person out of two (another reason why Lisa needs to be back) people who have EVER treated Mick with respect in his entire life, over the team. They never cared for him. They never liked him. He’s been fucking depressed for the whole season and none of them have ever turned round an said ‘how are you doing Mick?’ Stein knew he’s been hallucinating Leonard, but jumped on the band wagon on how it was stupid of him to say what their plans were with the spear of destiny. They all criticised him in that moment. But no one stood up for Mick.
and lastly. don’t tell me how Mick should go back to the legends. Cause he shouldn’t. If you’ve been watching the same show as me, you’d know he hasn’t been treated fairly (to put it lightly). The legion treated him so much better in the last 30 seconds of that episode then the legends ever have.
If it was anyone else in his position, and they did the same, everyone would be so far up their arses with congratulating them for making the right decision.
What is your opinion on a fandom with a lot of underage kids, fans of the teen characters obviously. Then adults who post explicit content in those tags exposing those kids. Also doing sexual role plays with the kids who don't object to them posting explicit material in the tags. Then complain anyone who objects is "moral police" "a hater or anti" "shouldn't be suppressing these kids sexual desires"
This is the most clumsy attempt at a baiting question I have ever seen, honestly. What are you trying to achieve here?
(also this definitely isn’t about the Voltron fandom at all, nope.)
Anyway, I like talking, so I’ll take this as an excuse to go right on rambling.
My favorite part of your ask is how you posit that adults posting explicit fanworks online and roleplaying with teens are exactly the same thing (lmao).
first of all, let’s not pretend that adults are the only ones posting explicit content. many teens are sexually aware enough to have an interest in producing explicit content. and shockingly, most explicit content isn’t created specifically to Corrupt the Youth ™.
anyone posting explicit content should tag it appropriately. This way it can be avoided by anyone who wishes to not see it, adult or underage.
Adults doing sexual roleplay with underage individuals when aware that those individuals are underage are wrong. I’d argue it’s one of the biggest flags of an abuser. I’ll only caveat this: there’s a reason for Romeo & Juliet laws, and there’s a big difference between a 19 year old and a 17 year old doing sexual RP and a post-college adult sexually RPing with an underage teen. Context is everything, as it usually is. Your ask implies that you see nothing but black and white.
I have a big problem with censorship, which is what antis promote. And teens should be free to express their sexual desires with one another, which antis frequently suppress by infantilizing the age group. It’s bad on both sides: antis insisting that that teens have no sexual desires whatsoever (untrue), and abusers insisting teens are mature enough to interact sexually with people much older than them (also untrue). And I don’t appreciate your implication that acknowledging that the world has shades of gray is somehow hurting people.
Rhea: son who is this lena luthor?
Salmonella: bezzy mate of my bitch ma
Rhea: is she smarter than u?
Mop el: yah ma
Rhea: prettier than u?
Muck eh: yah…
Rhea: cooler than u?
Moo eck: yah!
Rhea: now i see why supergirl left u for her
Mutt eh: supergirl did wh–
*mon el is launched back 2 space. fucken obliterated.*
You know that feeling at the end of the day, when the anxiety of that-which-I-must-do falls away and, for maybe the first time that day, you see, with some clarity, the people you love and the ways you have, during that day, slightly ignored them, turned away from them to get back to what you were doing, blurted out some mildly hurtful thing, projected, instead of the deep love you really feel, a surge of defensiveness or self-protection or suspicion? That moment when you think, Oh God, what have I done with this day? And what am I doing with my life? And how must I change to avoid catastrophic end-of-life regrets?
I feel like that now: tired of the Me I’ve always been, tired of making the same mistakes, repetitively stumbling after the same small ego strokes, being caught in the same loops of anxiety and defensiveness. At the end of my life, I know I won’t be wishing I’d held more back, been less effusive, more often stood on ceremony, forgiven less, spent more days oblivious to the secret wishes and fears of the people around me…
I take back everything I said about the accords. They’re totally not needed. Superheroes can do whatever the fuck they want. And I’m not just saying that because I want to be instantly killed by falling rubble or get blown up. Definitely not.