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I wanna talk about Weak Hero Class because I saw this on twt where Hyunwook talks about Sooho's relationship w Sieun and it's making me cry.

So basically I wanna talk about Sooho and how, for the whole show, he always emphasizes not crossing the line. From his first introduction of his fight with the baseball team, he told the dude that he crossed the line so he punched him. But before that he was mostly fighting in self defense and his attacks weren't too harmful (playful smack with a book for example). I think for Sooho, 'crossing the line' means harming someone severely and with malicious intent. Like those baseball dudes had intent to harm, sure, but Sooho never saw it that way and was even being playful. But the moment the baseball dude acted with the intent to really harm Sooho with the bat, thats when it was 'crossing the line'

The next instance was at the end of ep1 when Sieun was about curb stomp the shit out of Youngbin but he stopped him. Idk why he didn't stop him before that (if he was asleep through that then wtf..how??) but let's assume he woke up during the fight. He probably let Sieun handle it for a bit because he might have recognized how Youngbin deserved that but knew that if Sieun went any further, he would've been severely hurt. (Yeah he got a broken nose but he looked fine by ep 5 or 6 and STILL didn't learn his lesson so...if Sieun kept going, he would not have been walking around and shit)

Even when he was training Sieun, Sooho told him to run instead of 'finishing off' the opponent (which Sieun ignored obviously)

Every fight scene with Sooho before ep 7 have been either in self defense or defense of others and to me, I never saw it as him fighting just to fight or hurt but more to assist or defend. He's never sought out violence or harmed others maliciously...until Sieun got hurt.

(I would analyze all of Sooho's fight scenes but I don't have the words to articulate it and this post is getting too long)

We can also argue that he was defending Sieun when he lined up all the bullies and punched them in the gut one by one but Sieun wasn't there to witness this and I don't think he ever found out. Like this Sooho wanted to HURT those dudes. He wanted them to feel the pain that Sieun felt. Still, the Sooho in ep 7 was a vengeful one. The moment he saw Sieun and was hiding his cast from him, Sooho was on a path of revenge.

Then he sought out Yeongbin and broke his fingers and arm and was sending really threatening texts towards Bumseok. If I watched that scene out of context and without subtitles, I would assume Sooho was the bad guy. And then when he hit Bumseok, he probably would have kept going if it weren't for that other ufc dude interrupting. And tbh, I feel like the only fight that didn't cross the line was w that dude bc it did kinda feel like a spar for Sooho, like they both even wore the gloves. Like I don't think Sooho came in there wanting to hurt that dude, only Bumseok, and it was more like a sidequest for him. If the other bullies didn't get in the way, Sooho deffo would have won then he probably would've reverted his attention back to Bumseok.

But the moment he crossed that line, Bumseok decided to cross that line as well and then in ep 8, so did Sieun (until he faced Bumseok in the end and held back but that's another thing)

Idk what I'm really getting at here, just know that Sooho's fights in ep 7 were to HARM others intentionally whereas the fights before were not and maybe you could say it cost him his life (I know he's not dead but....yknow..)

One of the things  that is extremely sad about weak hero class 1 is the endless cycle of violence and neglect towards all those kids.

It's not ok for a teenager to be so busy that he has to sleep in school, in order to not miss classes.

To tell your child that he's fine on his own, because he's so smart. It is only you justifying your neglect, It doesn't  matter how smart and mature a child is, they're still a child and it's your job as a parent to take care of them.

At the end of the day, kids are not supposed to be "mature for their age".

It's not okay to adopt a child because you're thinking about your image.

Those kids get beat up in school every day and there's no adult intervening.

No child is supposed to go through physical, mental  and emotional abuse at home, and again, people know about it and don't do anything.

When a child is going through bullying, you don't tell them to "man up" and hit back, you don't tell them that they are weak, you can't use violence to fix the consequences of violence.

It's neglect to move your kid from one school to another only because you're worried about your own image, you don't wanna  help your child, you don't care about what they're going through, you wanna get away from the problem, you want to ignore it, because you don't wanna be affected by it.

The fact that the adults basically let those kids by themselves, ended up leading the kids to solve  things the way they knew, with violence, because that's  what they see every day, at home, at school, they know they can't ask for help, because that would be a burden, that would be weak, that would lead to more violence. Due to the consequences of adults' actions, we are left with kids hurting each other, nonstop.

Those kids don't need more violence, either giving or receiving, they need help, they need mental health help, they need adults that they can count on, they need people to look at them and see them for who they are.

It's really sad to see that after all that pain and trauma that the characters faced, at the end, no adult was held accountable, it was their fault in the first place and nothing happened.

The bullying is not gonna stop, and the school will still act like it is not their problem.

Sooho is in a hospital bed.

Beomseok's dad is gonna continue being an abusive, horrible person, and nothing is gonna be done.

Sieun's mom is still gonna prioritize everything other than her own child, and his dad still not gonna pay enough attention.

And the kids will keep on trying to survive within this endless cycle.

The conversation around media piracy is never really going to be a black-and-white "always good" or "always bad," because it's so situational.

I'd really prefer people didn't pirate my book, because I am an independent, self-published author who makes like thirty cents per sale and regularly has to e-beg in order to get groceries. Maybe don't pirate from people in my situation.

Meanwhile, it's currently very imperative that people preserve as many things being purged from HBO Max as possible, because even the creators are saying they don't know the fate of the shows right now. The corporations that own everything are screwing people over and restricting access to the art.

Authors have been screwed over by publishing houses over book piracy issues, and legitimate sales numbers can sometimes make or break an author's career. In that sort of circumstance you should get books through shops or the local library, if you can.

But on the flip side, I recently tried very hard to go through legal sources to get my hands on some books for a project I'm working on. Half my booklist is out of print or hard to find, the local libraries didn't have it, the inter-library loan system was complicated to navigate, and the only "accessible" copies cost almost $100 on Thriftbooks. Pirating the PDFs is the only way I'm able to read them at all, just like several documentaries I downloaded that are only available through paid streaming services I can't afford.

Sometimes piracy is a dick move, sometimes it's vital to media preservation, sometimes it's a grey area, most of the time you've gotta make a personal judgment call on what constitutes "ethical piracy."

I generally adhere to the guideline "fuck over as few artists as possible; fuck over corporations as much as you can."

Alison Bechdel wrote this book and chose violence

what people think gift giving as a love language means: *spending an excessive amount of money on materialistic gifts for people during the holidays*

what gift giving as a love language actually means: “i picked up this cool rock that i found on the ground that reminded me of you” or “i bought you this necklace for 50 cents at a yard sale cause i thought you’d like it” or even “i’ve had this thing since childhood but i feel like it could be of some use to you or give you comfort so i want you to have it”

The point of a gift is to show that you know👏 a 👏person👏well👏!!!!

I have this love language and I have described it as being a magpie. I found this cool ceramic plate at goodwill I thought you would like. I heard you were looking for a new pen here try this one. Please accept my trinkets of devotion.

In this day and age, where so many of us are separated by so much distance, I think it’s important to say that one form of gift giving that is often overlooked and underrated is... links. When someone sees something online and thinks “oh!!” and sends it to you because it made them think of you... that’s included. That’s something people do to show they care.

I just wanted to draw Asami being pretty, plus a tiny Korra  

God I fucking hate Olaf the snowman so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he’s in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he’s got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid lumpy face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking legs? Who the hell makes a snowman with legs. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking SNOW BUCK TOOTH that no snowman has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD’S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Olaf or an Olaf gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I’m overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. “Bhurr blur, I’m Olaf the fuckshit snow fucker, I like warm hugs”. Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Tow Mater summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking lumpy carrot nose and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he’s sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That’s the worst part. I know he’s just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking children’s movie, I know it doesn’t matter, I know I shouldn’t care. But that’s part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world’s array of sinners, and I can’t even begin to justify it. Shitstick the snow dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity’s saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking nose. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It’s EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it’s disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional snowman

holy shit you’re not wrong

I’d feel better about this whole rant if Olaf weren’t queer-coded. It might be largely the voice acting – the lisp, the inflection especially – but he’s got massive “harmless gay sidekick” vibes. And if you’re actively critiquing that? Sure, great, go all out. Hate whom you will. Say whatever you want about how “gay” is equated with “harmless silly sidekick used for comic relief, with no serious bearing on the plot, literally inhuman and treated by Serious Human Characters as… well,a sidekick, peripheral to your life and safe to ignore.

But if you’re not engaging critically with that aspect of his character and are just overwhelmed with hatred whenever you see or hear or think about the queer-coded character and his mannerisms make you feel violent, that is a little bit. Uncomfortable. At best.

what on God’s green earth are you talking about

See sometimes I wonder why I’m still on this website, and then posts like this come along. Amazing. 

me reading this post like

oh my god holy fuckign shit okay i had to hunt this post down to say that i had a brief dream about this post and basically someone said “2020 would’ve been better if olaf didn’t exist” and someone reblogged with “olaf (derogatory)” i am losing my MIND

I hate how much we categorize love, how many rules we put on love.

You’re only allowed to love one person romantically at a time, if you love anyone else, you have to emphasise, always, that it’s “platonic” that it’s “just friends” and the “platonic” devalues it, because we’re taught that romantic love is always always the one, the main thing to strive for, the one that beats everything else, but at the same time, because you cannot be allowed to have too much of this alleged “number one love”, we can only ever feel like that about one person.

And we argue all the time, which love is the strongest “I love you more than anything” is a common phrase in romantic stories, but “a mother’s love for her child is the strongest thing in the world” is an equally common sentiment. We even rank platonic love, the one kind of love we’re at least allowed to have a lot of, even there we ask “so who is your best friend?” like that is a question I could ever answer, like I could ever choose a maid of honour or a best man, like I should be able to

We put romantic love on a pedestal but then we turn right around and devalue it, by conflating it so so often with sex, which is in itself, the least valued form of love (if it is love, I’m ace, I wouldn’t know, but surely that connection feels like love in it’s own way) while at the same time being the thing that people “just can’t live without”. If people in a romantic relationship act ridiculous it’s because of “hormones” and men “thinking with their dicks” but if people don’t want sex in their relationship at all it’s “not really a relationship, that’s just a friendship right?”.

We have all these categories and rules but we clearly don’t even understand them ourselves, romantic desire is equated with sexual desire, but a romance without sex is just a friendship, but a friendship is barely valued at all and always always the lowest form of love, “oh sure we’re friends and have been since we were 6 but one day we’ll all find partners and won’t meet as often”, you prioritise a man you haven’t met yet, a love you haven’t felt yet, over the love we have, people get jealous of their partner’s friends, “you just want to fuck her” my friend’s girlfriend yells at me, because of course, she can’t be allowed to have more than one love in her life, clearly I love her too much to “just” want to be friends, clearly I could never be satisfied with this, clearly……

I’m constantly holding back, afraid of letting my friends and family know just how deeply I love them in fear of it being too much, too scary, too much like romance, you can’t be allowed to love someone that deeply unless it’s romance and of course from there it’s a tiny step to sex “ew you love your brothers, that’s incest”.

We categorize love but we don’t understand the categories, we make all these rules, but they only ever hurt us.

So your question to how I feel about this person or another? I love them. Isn’t that enough?

people on this website be like “it’s actually school’s fault that i don’t know how to read because i wanted to write my essay on the divergent trilogy and that BITCH mrs. clarkson made us study 1984 instead. anyway here’s a 10 tweet thread of easily disproven misinformation about a 3 year old news story and btw, who is toni morrison?”

i KNOW most of y’all are lying about being in the gifted program as children because none of you could pass the basic reading comprehension assessment they give third graders today

this post is mean and I never read divergent or whatever the fuck but 1984 sucks and is rape apologism so if somebody wanted to write about divergent or whatever good for them

this reply is like literally exactly what op is talking about lol. like firstly ops point isn’t “1984 is good”, ops point is that analysing complex stories teaches you how to form opinions and think for yourself. and like secondly in 1984 you’re supposed to think damn it’s fucked up that he’s thinking that way about her, i wonder if this ties in with the central theme of “a society like this will fuck you in the head”? (this is the thinking for yourself part). like do you think orwell just put that in for fun? do you think that just because winston is the protagonist you’re supposed to agree with everything he does?

You know I feel like this post just gave me an epiphany for what is wrong with how Tumblr Fandom/Internet Fandom responds to media-or not *wrong* but makes it very hard to respond to anything but a morally correct, and heroic protagonist. 

When an English teacher, or reader, taught or picked up 1984, it wasn’t with the intention they were going to love the protagonist. They picked it up with the intention of reading a whole story and trying to grasp the theme or catharsis from the story. If the protagonist was a *shitty* person it played into the the themes or the story, because it wasn’t about morally judging the book or *liking* or feeling attachment to the protagonist. Sometimes and often times, books were just about gaining another perspective. 

No one read Lolita expecting to endear, or like, or be inspired by Humbert. You are supposed to be upset by his behavior, you don’t read Lolita with the intention of being inspired. You read it to learn more about what the fuck is going on inside someone’s head when they behave like that. How children get sucked into abusive situations. Or read “The Great Gatsby” not because they want to fall in love with Gatsby or Nick, but to better understand and analyze the experience of the 1920s or destitution of the American Dream. 

A lot of internet and fandom culture has changed that though. When we say something like “I love the Great Gatsby” it comes with the idea or association that means you must *love* or relate to one of the characters. And maybe you do, but the first assumption is not longer about the quality of the work or themes, or cathartic impact-it’s about character admiration. And with that character admiration, in tumblr stan culture, or kin culture, or exalting characters with fanart/romance/so on you don’t just ‘admire’ or find that character ‘compelling’ it now translates to ‘you LOVE that character’ or you ‘DIRECTLY relate to that character.’ 

You can’t say “I love how Humbert is written, it’s so fascinating and dark”, without it directly translating you somehow relate to a child abuser or condone his actions. Taking in media has become an act of worship and connection. We no longer watch meant to just see the story as a whole, we watch expecting to connect to a character and if we offer them our “worship” as it’s become, as opposed to just attention or interest study as it traditionally was, it means we are condoning the character or saying we directly empathize with all their actions. 

I think that’s why there is often now so much fuss over *toxic* characters or not. Or whether that classical novel is showing good or bad things anymore. We’re treating the characters as people we should love or want to draw or write about. Sometimes a story is just about getting the the theme or catharsis or learning another perspective. We don’t NEED to like the character. Or we don’t HAVE to like a character to be impressed by how they’re written or intrigued by their behavior. 

I think if internet culture could learn to view stories as small insights into other lives or single takes of one perspective instead of purposeful moral inspirations we’d be a lot less worried about how toxic or not toxic they are. 

There is this idea that you’re supposed to identify with a protagonist, you’re supposed to see yourself in them, and therefore the protagonist has to be good, or at the very least sympathetic

If you dare to get into the head of a less-than-sympathetic character, it means that you sympathize with evil, and it apparently says something about you.

Started watching little witch academia again to have as a comfort show, ended up bullying the rich kid instead

The aromantic agenda is a good one.

Go and think about what kinds of relationships you want. Don't think about labels like romantic or platonic or sexual, think purely about what relationships would make you happiest.

When I realized I was aromantic, I was asked things like "Would you still date? Would you have a QPR? Will you ever kiss?"

But the aromantic community didn't ask that. Instead, they focused on "What do you want in a world where anything is possible?"

And I realized I want to be alone, surrounded by friends and family I love who are close enough, I can bring them fresh baked scones when I overbake.

They asked me "What do you want?" and the question was so broad, I could weigh labels in my hand like queerplatonic partner and nonpartnering and significant other. I could look at these and shrug and say, "What I want is to not worry about questions I don't care about." I could shelve these indefinitely. Maybe even forever. And just enjoy being myself.

The aromantic community celebrates exploration. Tells people asking if they are aromantic, "This is a personal decision. Your personal decision. If this label helps you, take it. If this community helps you, stay as long as you need. You don't have to be labelled anything, aromantic or otherwise, unless it would bring you comfort. You don't have to be anything you aren't."

It's a good community with good philosophies born from a unique experience, not rooted in missing out, but in being forced to consider what you want when you don't want what's expected.

This week is Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week ! Or aro week for short

If you didn’t know, I’m aroace ✨

If you have any questions, I’ll gladly answer them !

this entered my head and i felt it deep in my soul

saw this one tweet a while back about tomo being turned into a maguu kenki and it has been living in my head rent free ever since