Look, yes, I am irritated, because you made a unilateral decision *for* me without consulting me. It's not that I value the list that much, it's that *not* telling me makes it feel like you don't trust me, which in turn makes me wonder how much we were ever friends in the first place. But since your own secret thoughts about me are bitching about how uncomfortable I made you, then chortling about how it's so *funny* that I spent those months hating Hades while assuming I was close with you--which I don't think I ever *did* because even *then* I knew you were close to nobody whose name isn't Connie Mahaeswaran--I think we're *both* being played for fucking fools by the goddamn Indeedee who are evidently in this to stir up as much shit as pokemonly possible.
Look. I get that you're protecting me. I get your intentions are good. I'm glad that you care enough for my safety that you tried to protect me. But people are allowed to be irritated that their friends keep secrets from them even if it's for their own benefit. I am *allowed* not to be entirely grateful you kept me in ignorance of the goddamn monomaniacal mob boss than's sharing Doppio's *head*. What if I'd pissed him off by *accident*?
Don't talk to me about what people are 'allowed' to do. People are allowed to do anything they want. And so am I. And so is Doppio, and his boss.
Except for one thing.
That one thing is a real problem for me. It's also a problem for the Boss.
Sigh.
Look. I didn't ask permission for the same reason I'm not going to beg forgiveness.
And I don't really care what the Indeedee told you, I have never in my life made a sound that could remotely be described as 'chortling.' I don't spend my time trying to keep just anyone safe, let alone for no reason. But this scenario has a lot of moving parts, and you've already forgotten a key personage.
Doppio.
The fact that you already forgot to worry about him is just you proving that I was right not to clue you in. You can't forget what you don't know. And a slip of the mind is a slip of the tongue.
I've done a damn good job not cluing Doppio in that I know anything about his boss these last ten weeks, Dirk, and that's *with* having seen the anime through the end of Golden Wind. And you are not a damn mind reader. You do not know what I have or have not forgotten to worry about.
*Obviously* Doppio is *also* someone to be concerned about, as even without his boss he's still a mobster. A real mobster, not a weak-ass Pokemobster. I *do* understand that much.
Look. You do get that by making all these unilateral decisions about what people can and can't handle knowing, you're basically sending the message that the only person you can trust to be competent is yourself, right? Because that's a real shitty message, Dirk, and you probably shouldn't be surprised people don't like those inferences.
The fact that I trust myself to competently manage my responsibilities in lieu of crowdsourcing them is not something I'm taking criticism on, no. I handle shit myself because I am acutely aware of what happens when I don't. I'm not really concerned about the messaging.
Sure. No problem. I'd really advise you to stop taking these things so personally, though. If our mortality weren't policed as strictly as it is, I'd actually be worried you were gonna stroke out over your Gear or something one day.
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Look, yes, I am irritated, because you made a unilateral decision *for* me without consulting me. It's not that I value the list that much, it's that *not* telling me makes it feel like you don't trust me, which in turn makes me wonder how much we were ever friends in the first place. But since your own secret thoughts about me are bitching about how uncomfortable I made you, then chortling about how it's so *funny* that I spent those months hating Hades while assuming I was close with you--which I don't think I ever *did* because even *then* I knew you were close to nobody whose name isn't Connie Mahaeswaran--I think we're *both* being played for fucking fools by the goddamn Indeedee who are evidently in this to stir up as much shit as pokemonly possible.
Look. I get that you're protecting me. I get your intentions are good. I'm glad that you care enough for my safety that you tried to protect me. But people are allowed to be irritated that their friends keep secrets from them even if it's for their own benefit. I am *allowed* not to be entirely grateful you kept me in ignorance of the goddamn monomaniacal mob boss than's sharing Doppio's *head*. What if I'd pissed him off by *accident*?
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Except for one thing.
That one thing is a real problem for me. It's also a problem for the Boss.
Sigh.
Look. I didn't ask permission for the same reason I'm not going to beg forgiveness.
And I don't really care what the Indeedee told you, I have never in my life made a sound that could remotely be described as 'chortling.' I don't spend my time trying to keep just anyone safe, let alone for no reason. But this scenario has a lot of moving parts, and you've already forgotten a key personage.
Doppio.
The fact that you already forgot to worry about him is just you proving that I was right not to clue you in. You can't forget what you don't know. And a slip of the mind is a slip of the tongue.
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*Obviously* Doppio is *also* someone to be concerned about, as even without his boss he's still a mobster. A real mobster, not a weak-ass Pokemobster. I *do* understand that much.
Look. You do get that by making all these unilateral decisions about what people can and can't handle knowing, you're basically sending the message that the only person you can trust to be competent is yourself, right? Because that's a real shitty message, Dirk, and you probably shouldn't be surprised people don't like those inferences.
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[He needs to spar with his boyfriend until the urge to punch you in the snoot—or possibly give you a light stabbing—fades.]
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