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[ror-witch]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[adickaboutspoons]

Well. Now I know why they gave us all the levity of the Tits Song last week. Ow, ow, ow. Legit weeping (for Menetheren) in the club tonight. (... and for Stedding Shangtai). I can't say I expected things to fall out quite like that, but DAMN. Ow.

[arcxnumvitae]

Now that he thought about it, instead of "fight and fuck" wouldn't "beaten and fuck" be a more apt descriptor for him?

[avatar-of-depression]

Dream really said "I wanna have a bigger role in the smp so I'm gonna create a love triangle and build a wall"

[askobsessedaus]

Competent Logan: I believe I am what the kids call *with a flash card* a simp. Ghost Roman: I believe the correct term would be PSYCHOPATH

lmaoo he’s not wrong though! Unfortunately for him, Logan can’t, and doesn’t want to, hear him

[joi-in-the-tardis]

In other news that I rarely mention: my brothers on my father’s side have always resented me.  From the day I was born.  It’s a given in my life that I don’t often question.  It’s my normal.  They’ve never been subtle about it, saying things out loud to me since I was toddling.  Alcohol made them even more honest.  Even my youngest, closest brother.  Actually, especially him.  Because it got worse after my mom died and my dad remarried.  They resented that I was well cared for.  They resented that I wanted for nothing.  They resented that I loved my stepmom and she loved me.  

They lost their mother, too (my mom was not their mom... my poor dad).  I always thought we had more in common than we did differences because of that.  They always wanted to see it the other way: that they had it rough and I had it better and that that wasn’t fair.  My brain doesn’t work like that.  My brain says: I had it rough.  I want the next person to have it better than I did.  And if I can help with that, let me do it!

As a kid I didn’t know what to do about their resentment.  Was I supposed to go to my parents and tell them to be rougher on me?  Take my toys?  Ground me?  Give me more chores?  Maybe don’t tell them things?  Don’t talk about my achievements.  Maybe I should achieve less.  Achieving more only brings more trouble.

Only, I realize that people in my life who aren’t my brothers resent me, too.  Even people who I consider my friends.  

I get it.  I’m spoiled a bit by people.  Even beyond my parents.  I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about it.  When I can I try to advocate for other people... But unless they’re willing to stand up for themselves, what I do doesn’t amount to much.  And, really, when I advocate for one person... Someone else, inevitably, gets upset.  Even if they’re someone else I stand up for.

Again, short of asking for less privileges I’m not sure what they want me to do.  Which, really asking for less and getting it is still getting what I want... So, I’m not sure that’s any better.   Yet, I find myself doing it on occasion... Just so I can fit in.  Just so I can avoid the drama.  I did it with this last vacation.  I know for a fact my supervisor would have given me off the Saturday and maybe even the Friday before my vacation.  I went to her and specifically requested that she didn’t.  And, one of my coworkers was happy that I wasn’t given the Saturday because it meant that I don’t always get what I want.  I didn’t tell her that I didn’t get it because I asked not to get it.  I let her believe it so she could be happy about it.

Maybe this is some kind of entitled rant.  Poor sad sod gets what they want... I dunno.  I’ve never known what it’s like to feel loved and supported by my siblings.  Not completely.  There’s always been this undercurrent.  They might not say they wish me ill, but they’ve certainly never liked seeing me thrive.  When my stepmom said on vacation, “they’ve never really accepted you as a sibling,” she really cut to the heart of it in a way I have carefully never thought about it.  I’ve always looked up to them and loved them and asked after them when I call home.  Despite all of this.  Because they’re my family.  I’ve always wanted to connect with them.  But, in light of recent events, I suppose that’s never really been mutual.  It stings.

[nixxxon]

Ha, people are already shitting on me for shitting on Jeith

I get people can ship whatever the hell they want. But that doesn’t mean I can have an opinion on my blog and say what I wish

1. We know nothing about James other than he’s a dick. Keith literally punched him because of what he said. Wow, such romance

2. If you’re shipping it just because Klance has a lot of shtt on them, then you’re absolutely stupid. I don’t like Klance AT ALL, but Jeith is way more awful than Klance. James and Lance are still mean to Keith, but Lance does care sometimes and James is a huge dick from what we’ve seen. And not shipping Klance just because of the backlash is stupid. The point of the ship is to enjoy the people together and their bond with each other. You don’t ship something just because of the fans. I find Sheith shippers annoying and stupid a lot of the time. Did I give up on shipping them? No

3. You getting upset that Klance shippers are saying that’s a weird ship is so stupid. Klance is more healthier than Jeith. Way more than what we’ve seen. Again Lance actually does care about Keith and Keith cares about Lance and still fight. James poked fun of Keith and Keith actually punched him

4. If you say it’s going to be canon you must be high. We will probably never see James again because he isn’t that important. Leave it as a crack ship

Now stop and go touch some grass