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ms-demeanor · 2 months

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hello! sorry to bother w this but im sort of desperate at this point. given your post about school abuse: so like. i had a similar experience and i thought that i had sorted my brain out. BUT. big but. now im trans and every time i have to correct people w/ misgender or come out to people that i dont already know their opinion on the issue, i get an anxiety attack that makes me unable to do it. ive told many therapists and no one so far has understood why im terrified of making stuff that other people can perceive as me being difficult to work with. would you have *any* advice? thanks!

Okay so first of all it is totally valid to feel that way; that isn't an irrational response, that is your body and brain going "!!!! I have learned this lesson before!" But just because it's a sensible response doesn't mean it's functional in the long term, which is why it needs to be addressed (which I'm sure you already know, I'm just explaining for people in the back).

So now here is some meandering advice:

Spend time with people you already know you can trust. It's okay to take a break from new people and situations (as much as is possible) when you are processing traumatic events and learning to care for yourself. Spending time with people who you don't have to come out to, who don't misgender you, can help you normalize being out and correctly gendered to yourself.

Recognize that you don't have to be out to everyone and some assholes aren't worth it. This is going to depend some on the context, but you don't owe everybody an explanation for yourself and if people repeatedly misgender you after being corrected you may just be better off not spending time around those people.

Loop in trusted people in low-stakes ways. If you get the sense that someone who you think is pretty safe has misgendered you on accident, it might still feel too intimidating to correct them in person but it might be a good idea to follow up with text or a call or a message to say "hey, just FYI, I think I heard you use a/b pronouns for me earlier, I just wanted to let you know that I use c/d pronouns. Did you want to meet up again next week?" the breakdown on why I think this is effective is - Distance means you're safe - nonthreatening "FYI" means you aren't saying "I'm offended" and assumes good faith from the other person - feels less accusatory (not that you need to tone police yourself, but if you're trying to lower the stress level overall then assuming it was a mistake and letting them know you don't think it was on purpose should reduce the overall tension) - request to meet up again or topic switch to something lighter once again says "I'm not mad, that was just regular information, we can now return to our scheduled programming"

I think that, generally speaking, this is also a decent way to come out to people if you're nervous; physically remote and emotionally casual can be a good place to work from (even if you're actually panicking in your head but you can pull off casual in a written message)

Find (or create) a space where people are 100% going to support you. If you need to create a discord server, if you need to schedule a regular coffee date with trusted friends or family members, whatever it is, give yourself a space where you are unconditionally supported and can have people to bounce ideas and concerns off of. Even if it's just you and one other person, it's good to know you have *someone* who you can say "I think I want to tell this other person to use my pronouns but it's scary" to and know that you're not at risk in any way. I'd say try to make sure that you're still interacting with people outside of that space, but have a space to retreat to where you can just drop the worry.

Recognize that somebody else's problem is not a reflection of you. If you have, for instance, a coworker who is being a piece of shit and refusing to recognize your gender, that is not a reflection of your gender that is a reflection of them being a piece of shit. If there is a classmate or a sibling who uses the wrong pronouns after being corrected that doesn't mean you're not entitled to your pronouns that means they are being a piece of shit. Some people are just not going to accept you and that's on them. Try to minimize your time spent with them and if you have to spend time with them at work take steps to ensure your safety, but don't fight losing battles with assholes.

It really is legitimately scary. You have good reasons to be scared and you are doing a very frightening thing (and not to do the meme thing but you are legitimately being so brave about it; the fact that you are reaching out and asking anyone for help, including randos on the internet, means that you are taking steps to doing the scary thing and that is SO GOOD and I'm really proud of you for making the effort in spite of the fear).

Here is some less meandering advice:

Practice. Talk to yourself in the mirror, practice with friends, practice with your therapist. Practice coming out to yourself in a casual way. Practice correcting your pronouns. Practice an introduction for yourself that explains the information you want to give to new people you might meet. Get it down to a quick little patter, get it to be something that's easy to say to yourself in the mirror first, then try it with friends for practice, then try it around the safer people you might want to give the information to. It'll get easier as you go.

Look for a local support group (or an online support group). If there's a local LGBTQ+ center you should see if they've got events going on or a support group you can join or workshops or any manner of social thing where you can go interact with people who have been through similar stuff.

Journal. Each time you find yourself frightened of talking to someone about your gender, do what you need to to get through the day and then sit down and think about that interaction. Write down what happened, write down what you were thinking. Was there something in particular that made you anxious? Is it something you can practice addressing? Was there something you noticed about the person that made you uncomfortable? Is that a common thread in the times you have trouble talking about this? If you're able to narrow down specifically what is making it hard to speak to some people that might make it easier to explain to therapists but will also make it more actionable for you.

Here's some very optimistic advice:

If at all possible find a friend who will be rabid and unflinching in their support for you and hang out with them around new people. Get yourself an attack dog copilot who will cheerfully step up and make corrections for you. I know not everyone can do this and I know that if you can find someone like this they can't be around all the time, but it can be wonderfully reassuring to find that one person who you know is going to be ride or die about making sure that everyone in the room respects you. (Being that person for someone else can also teach you how to be that person for you)

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cloudcountry · 6 months

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Hey aubs <3

Saw the ikevamp reqs and i keep thinking about how germain was my favorite, but back when i played his route wasn't even out (sadge) so i was thinking if you could do me a solid* (you always do and are such an amazing author fr fr <3)

So i was thinking, can you do me frienemies-to-lovers germain and gn! vampire "hunter"! reader? You can make it whatever prompt you feel like <3

HAVE A GOOD DAYYYY <3

*it's ABSOLUTELY no pressure, you can absolutely delete this req if you don't wanna do it

SUMMARY: you run into comte (or rather, he runs into you) after you kill a vampire.

WARNINGS: none!!! :D

COMMENTS: UM THIS ISNT QUITE ENEMIES TO LOVERS BUT . I THINK IT TURNED OUT OKAY ^^; not beta read because im lazy if theres typos DONT READ THEM THEYRE NOT THERE

Your vision goes blurry as you’re thrown against the wall of a dingy alleyway, sharp nails digging into your skin. A loud hiss and hot breath against your neck make your heart jump in your throat. Grasping at your wooden stake, you smack the back of it against the vampire’s head, sending them reeling. Taking the chance, you kick them up against the opposite wall and drive your stake through their hand.

Their scream of pain smells like blood and flesh.

You aim a well-placed kick at their head, knocking them to the concrete, and they still. The sickening crack of their skull meeting the pavement gains no reaction from you.

You reach down, yanking the wooden stake out from their hand. They don’t move.

You raise it over your head and bring it down, stabbing straight through their chest.

A raspy breath escapes the body as their muscles twitch, and they fall still once again.

“I see you’re out and about again, mon chérie.”

You don’t even acknowledge the familiar voice as you stare down at your most recent kill. Despite what people in the business say, you know you’ll never quite get used to this.

Not killing the vampires, and certainly not the vampire that’s taken to following you around on nights like these.

His name is Comte de Saint Germain, and the tension between you two has always been palpable.

“Indeed I am.” you finally respond, turning to face his towering silhouette. It’s at times like these when you’re fully aware that he is, indeed, a vampire, despite what the upper class of France may believe.

It’s not that you’re wary of him because he’s the type of beast you hunt.

You’re wary of him because he hasn’t stopped you yet.

“I’m assuming that poor soul attacked an innocent.” he mused, stepping closer to you in order to examine the body.

“They did.” you answer curtly.

Comte hums. He kneels next to the body and murmurs something under his breath.

You reach for your stake.

“There’s no need for that.” he turns back to you as if sensing your movement smiling up at you.

The smile is tense. Fake. Meant to make you let down your guard.

You grip your stake harder.

Comte stands up, not a single speck of blood or dust on his clothing. He’s facing you, the smile on his face still plastered across his lips.

“You should consider taking a more peaceful approach next time. You never know what the vampire you kill could be suffering from.” Comte says, and although his voice is soft there’s a steely edge to it.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” you reply coldly, eyes narrowing as you wait for the slightest movement.

He makes no move towards you. Instead, he chuckles and disappears into the night, and you’re left in the alleyway with blood-soaked clothing and a racing heart.

#raptor <3 #auburn talks ikevamp <3 #auburn's fics <3 #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #ikevamp comte #comte de saint germain #ikevamp comte de saint germain #ikevamp #ikemen series #ikemen vampire #cybird #comte x reader #ikevamp comte x reader #comte de saint germain x reader

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mikkaeus · 10 months

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house md fic recs — short fics (<10k). hilson + rarepairs

Other house rec lists: long fics | episode tags | postcanon | infidelity trope (all of these are mutually exclusive apart from the infidelity one)

highly recommend not skipping out on the non-hilson fics!! scroll to the end for a list of some really great ones. No huddy though because I'm not the biggest fan.

house/wilson and gen fic

I decided to just lump the gen fic together with the slash because really most of them can be read as slash with a G rating. Before we get into the fics, here are some notable authors that have written several house fics. Not all their fics are going to be listed individually, but if I have the author there I've read all or a lot of their stuff and enjoyed it, so I recommend going through their backlog.

otter: Some really excellent prose and great atmosphere. A little soft, a little pensive. And they nail the characterisation and dialogue.

ignaz: im sure everyone has read ignaz's longfic (a modest proposal and its sequel — the one where house and wilson get married so wilson cant testify against house in the tritter arc) but absolutely check out all their other stuff — it's all quality.

bironic: I really enjoy the bit of edge in bironic's fics. It makes them so yummy.

bethfrish: What stands out about their fics is how they peer into all the pointy edges of Wilson and Julie's relationship, thus making them excellent and unique Wilson character studies. Great prose and dialogue that rivals the show's.

Transformatron: fics that are transcendent and porny, all featuring a d/s undertone or theme (wilson as the dom)

astolat: if u dont know astolat idk what to say to u. just go read their fics.

blackmare (livejournal / ao3 pseud 1 / ao3 pseud 2 / lj pseud third_owl for slash fics i think) Does really great short fics (mostly gen) that slot into episodes. Like meta but in fic form. All of them are worth a read. Some of their fics are on ao3 but a lot aren't (like nearly all the episodic ones).

Namaste (livejournal / ff.net): Some short fics, some much longer ones. Mostly gen focussing on H&W friendship, with some fics on canon pairings. Interesting character studies and exceptionally discerning prose that is a pleasure to read.

In order of length. *faves, ***underrated faves

***Touch by zulu (<1k) (2007) The number of ways House could embarrass him with touches, Wilson thinks, is practically endless.

Silent Sigh by thedeadparrot (<1k) (2009) Wilson, autumn, melancholy, and House. Second person.

Heartbeats by thedeadparrot (<1k) (2009) Three moments in which House and Wilson are almost kind of functional.

No Pain by bironic (<1k) (2008) House finds a permanent solution to his pain problem and convinces Wilson to give him what he needs. Vampire fic! Frottage! hell yeah.

Also check out the sequel: No Mercy by daasgrrl (3k)

***The Game of Wilson: Six Cards in a Five Card Game by paradisecity (1k) (2006) If you're going to play a game like moving in together, decide upon three things at the start: the rules of the game, the stakes, and the quitting time. Fun and snappy. Great dialogue.

*we're getting good at this by ad astra dean (1k) Wilson had a migraine. Established relationship. Soft and sweet and realistic esp after 8.19. fuck. Premium hurt/comfort.

**********three more stories by besselfcn (1k) The first time it happens is (New Orleans, 1991 | Albany, 2009 | Augusta, 2012) and they are (drunk | sober | out of time). This fic emotionally obliterated me. I’m obsessed with the format like it’s prose halfway to poetry, so creative and unique and well-executed??? I cried so much. I am UNWELL and immeasurably fucked up about them put me in my grave. (Yeah I said these lists were mutually exclusive but this fic is the exception bc idc)

The Awakening of Wils-Ankh-Amun, Royal Concubine by blackmare, Nightdog_barks, pwcorgigirl (1k) It was a rather unusual 'morning after.' This is hilarious. Reads like a classic prank episode. They're so dumb together I love them.

The One Where House Has Always Been a Woman by thedeadparrot (1k) (2009) Despite the hospital gossip, House is not, in fact, a man-hating lesbian. Genderswapped House but not Wilson.

Gray Morning by starlingthefool (1k) All he remembers is that the transition between a stupid joke and the meeting of mouths was almost seamless. Christmas fic that takes place one year after "Merry Little Christmas" (3.10).

Loser Day Blues by blackmare, Nightdog_Barks (1k) February fourteenth is just another day, and another evening in which Wilson winds up at House’s, although — this time — not for the usual reasons.

*indefinable by PaintedVanilla (1k) House can hear Wilson getting ready for bed; he can hear him brushing his teeth, undressing, being unusually quiet. Normally there’s a humming; a breathless energy that House won’t admit to loving about him. He doesn’t hear it tonight. It’s dead silent.

criteria by PaintedVanilla (2k) “I don’t think they know that we’re married.”

***We Live Together in a Photograph of Time by ignaz (2k) Wilson's hair curls when they're fucking. God I'm devastated. The ✨atmosphere✨. This is so in character. And can we talk about the banger title and summary??? I was gnawing my arm before I even opened the fic. Set in s4.

***Things To Do Before You Die by thedeadparrot (2k) In which Wilson turns thirty-eight and a half, thinks about kittens, and doesn't have a midlife crisis. But not necessarily in that order. Prank war with a twist. I’m so fond. Hits all the right cadences with the writing.

So Let Us Melt, and Make No Noise by ignaz (2k) (2007) "You kill patients all the time," House said. "You never stay at work until--" He peered at the clock. "--Four in the morning to make sure they're really dead."

***Curiosity by Namaste (2k) (2006) From Cameron's perspective. Fun character study of her and by extension House and the other two musketeers. Not shippy.

Welcomed Change by JammiesDodger (2k) A cute G-rated getting together fic.

Alone, Together by daasgrrl (2k) Finding new ways to be intimate.

*Keep Your Eyes Wide by deepimpact (2k) There is no specific amount of time passed, no big event, no one thing that Wilson can pin as the catalyst. Obsessed with this. Great atmosphere, excellent prose, and and everything feels authentic and in character. Set pre-season/s1.

***Carrion Eaters by ignaz House, in some indeterminate future or an alternate universe, from the perspective of a new hire. I really loved this story. It's sharp and sad, with great build up.

***Projection by bironic (2k) Remember Ali, that really pretty 17/18 year old clinic patient that was obsessed with House? This fic is Wilson's elaborate fantasy about fucking her, which is of course as much about House as it is her. Post 3.04.

***No Exchange of Payment by otter (2k) The gifts that House gives to Wilson. I adore this. It's about the little things. Otter has exceptional prose and always nails the characterisation, which makes their writing a real pleasure to read.

***All the Effects of Intoxication (3k) by otter This only happens when they're drunk. Just as yummy as that one-line description suggests. I love this a lot — the characterisation and dialogue are excellent and I think this scenario is very realistic for them.

Leave This Harbor for the Sea by otter (3k) House was never the kind of friend who'd help you move, even when he'd had two good legs, not to mention two good arms perfectly capable of lifting boxes. He'd always been the sort of friend who'd stop by while you were packing, make cutting remarks about the failures of your romantic relationships, and use all the half-filled boxes as an excuse to root through your things.

***the growing up, the falling down by riceonrye (3k for the series) Wilson is trying to buy a nice make-up present for his girlfriend, but there’s a guy in the shop with him brazenly shoplifting. Wilson, meet House. This is so good!!! I grinned like an idiot all the way through. It captures the throw-bottles-at-windows side of Wilson so well. A very cute AU of a different first meeting whilst still remaining true to the characters. Don't forget to read the sequel as well.

***never rains (but it pours) by Transformatron (3k) So... remember that episode where House can't pee? I present you some excellently written pisskink pwp. Nails the hilson dynamic, so even if piss isn't your thing, give it a go?

***Blind Spot by blackmare, Nightdog_Barks (3k) Wilson becomes blind after a head injury. genfic.

***Four Blocks South of Eden by bethfrish (3k) If you wanted paradise, you're a little off. I loved the tentative, slightly off-kilter feeling of this. Bang on characterisation, dialogue, and use of 2nd person POV (House). Set in s1 — Wilson's marriage is falling apart, and it leads to a night that could be the start of something new.

***Lie To Me by zulu (4k) It's terribly simple. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after. Exuberant ketamine summer House!!! Equal parts sexy and heartbreaking. Check out the sequel as well (1k).

Stumbling Towards Something Real by ignaz (4k) House and Wilson on holiday in Mexico. (A flagrant excuse for smut, basically.) I'm soft. In character and well-written.

Goes the Neighbourhood by Dee_Laundry (4k) One month into their permanent positions, the new fellows catch a case on the weekend and have to track House down.

***Easy by GoldStarGrl (4k) James Wilson is the easiest person in his dorm. At McGill. In all of eastern Canada, maybe. A fleshed-out version of their first meeting, as well as an insightful character study of Wilson. Slots nicely into canon, whether you believe in the "wilson has cheated on every wife with house" version or the "they fucked when they first met and never talked about it again" version. I really enjoyed this — they’re beautifully in character, and it's excellent writing.

***A Momentary Lapse of Reason by otter (5k) Wilson and Julie through House’s eyes, from the beginning to the end. Skips back and forth between the past and now. The quiet yearning!!! Also *standing on the table with a megaphone* have i mentioned how GORGEOUS otter's prose is??

*Blow the Candles Out by bethfrish (5k) Another year older, another year wiser, another divorce lurking just around the corner. So good!!! Wilson celebrates his birthday amongst the detritus of his marriage. The prose is really exceptional here. House's dialogue is also especially well done. It's a fun read that holds up well on a re-read.

***midnight rain by GoldStarGrl (5k) Wilson can't possibly know the pain. But he wants to. I am vibrating!!! Set precanon, in the aftermath of the infarction. Infidelity, spanking, hello??? Hot, vivid, excellent characterisation, excellent writing etc etc. A+ no notes.

***Through The Looking Glass (The Male Gaze Mashup) by zulu (5k) "If Wilson didn't know, great. What he didn't know couldn’t hurt him. If Wilson did know, it didn't matter, because if he hadn't berated House for it yet, then it was permission to continue." Interesting character study of Wilson and the way House slots into his life. Imaginative and fun descriptions. I did feel slightly lost at some points but it was still a great read. Excerpt: House tears open every envelope, even those addressed to Occupant, then brings back the well-read contents like a cat offering half-dead moles to its hunting-deficient human.

Empathy, Inc. by sassyjumper (5k) Cuddy hires a company that provides 'empathy training' to doctors. House reacts. Set in an earlier season.

***All's Fair In Love (and war) by Transformatron (6k) House and Wilson are enjoying the last day of their holiday when an urgent call comes through from Princeton-Plainsboro - a medical mystery that only House can solve. And he does intend to solve it, despite Wilson's best efforts to distract him. (Established relationship.) Wilson making House do a case whilst fucking him?? I'm an absolute sucker for this trope and I was delighted to find a fic with it.

A Towered Citadel by Namaste (7k) A differential diagnosis for Wilson’s serial cheating.

***And the Borders of Old Cities Get Redrawn by blackmare (7k) Continuation/canon divergence from 8.02 "Transplant". Ch1 is the most perfect episode tag I am vibrating . The way they fall back into their old rhythm!! House seeking out his touch like a cat and Wilson accepting it, even liking it!! The hints of pre-relationship are so delicious. (This is a rare slash fic from blackmare.) Ch2&3 are also absolutely brilliant!! Great characterisation, pacing, and tension-building.

A Voice in Ramah (Welcome to Holland) by ignaz (8k) Cuddy POV on her pregnancy journey. Diverges from the show. Really well done. ignaz did this topic and Cuddy's character justice. I also particularly liked House in this one.

Singapore by thedeadparrot (8k) (2009) In which the boys go to a medical conference in Singapore, House has a few surprises up his sleeve, and Wilson figures some things out.

*A Helping Hand by bironic (9k) Wilson has an unusually rough day and House decides (somewhat despite himself) to help. Things go further than he planned. A believable foray into non-platonic territory, set in between 2.22 (Forever) and 2.24 (No Reason). What better way to take your mind off your patients than a good-ol handjob between friends? Chuck in an absolutely delicious fucked-up overtone characteristic of them and we're golden.

Rarepairs

Chase/House

***pretty doctor by spqr (5k) AU where Chase is a hooker. House becomes obsessed with him after he off-handedly gives the correct differential diagnosis. spqr is an excellent writer that I've followed across multiple fandoms, and this fic did not disappoint. Well-written, great chemistry, hilarious. I could read 100k of this.

***atonement in the locker room after hours by missaa (2k) robert chase makes two mistakes in one day Tags: Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, degradation, God Complex, Catholic Guilt This is just as yummy as those tags make it sound. Someone needed to capitalise on the whole *waves hand vaguely* thing that Chase has going on and by god did this person rise to the occasion. Love the characterisation and the elegant prose, and the structure that flashes back and forth between two scenes. I'm insane!

Chase/Foreman Shoutout to ignaz who sold me on this pairing.

*Pretty Harsh (Confirmatory Testing Remix) by everybodylies (2k) Foreman might have flirted with Chase six months ago for like thirty seconds. Chase can't stop thinking about it.

***Two For The Road by ignaz (3k) For the first ever Foreman Fest, prompt 107 -- "after a break and enter gone wrong, Foreman and Chase are both sentenced to 300 hours of community service, which it looks like they're gonna spend picking up trash on the side of the road." Really solid writing (I mean it’s ignaz), believable characterisation and relationship building. I love them 💓💓💓 just overall a real pleasure to read. Also it's hilarious.

***Eric Foreman Doesn't Take It Up The Ass (But If He Did, It Might Happen Something Like This) by ignaz (6k)

Self-Defense, or The One Where Foreman Teaches Chase How to Throw a Punch by ignaz (1k)

Cameron/Foreman/Chase

Third Wheel Rolling by ignaz He's not jealous, but he's been the third wheel for so long that it's hard to tell the difference. Sexy + great characterisations.

Cuddy/Stacy

***Your Reflection and Mine by Starlingthefool (3k) Sweet, hot, well written.

Amber/Thirteen

***Hate (to the power of 13) by ijemanja (2k) (lj) Porny, with snappy writing and believable characterisations.

Hen Night by zulu (<1k) This is how breakups go. Amber's seen movies.

Release by zulu (1k) Wilson dies on the bus instead of Amber.

Chase/Wilson

Erase by bethfrish (<1k) Featuring a bar and crossdressing. Precanon. Second person, Wilson POV.

Patrick Bateman/Wilson

Just Like You, Only Worse by bethfrish (1k) Ok before you raise your eyebrows at the pairing, give it a chance. Bethfrish is an excellent writer. This fic is really a Wilson character study, and it's an interesting read. Second person POV Wilson, set in s1.

#house md #hilson #house x wilson #house fic rec #house md fic #house md fic rec #my rec list #please let me know fi there are any formatting issues or random chunks of text that shouldnt be there or whatever because tubmrl sucks #i spent way too much fucking time on these rec lists

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hungharrington · 10 months

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im embarrassed that i never saw your sleepover post sooner... BUT i come with a very pressing question... fuck, marry, kill... but its versions of steve ive written edition... so that leaves you with hot neighbour dilf steve, roommate steve, and last but certainly not least best friend steve

have fun with this!!

but you're not late! we have only just begun my dear <3 now... fuck, marry, kill..... why did i even include a kill in this, i'm changing that to kiss right now why would i ever wanna kill my pookie. im trying think who u would have the hottest sex with LMAO but..... i think.... come along with me for this as i try convince you....

fuck hot neighbour dilf steve. listen! this has the highest stakes for the hottest sex! this is like, the dude that's spent enough time in bed so he knows what he's doing and he can play your body like a goddamn instrument. it's ravenous but not like 'fuck-in-the--backseat-of-the-car-we-dont-have-time-to-go-elsewhere' its like 'my-big-house-is-free-lets-fuck-on-every-surface' yanno? :) like you guys fuck in the kitchen, you ride him on the couch, he takes you on the back balcony, and then many many times in the bed - he treats you right and you get at least more than one orgasm than you're expecting. and then you guys totally eye-fuck each other every time you see each other at the grocery store :)

kiss sweet roommate!steve. this is just sweetness actually :') how does one accidentally kiss their roomie? this is the kinda kiss that spirals off into both of you realising that you actually want to do that and a lot more. all of the time. this is the kiss that changes it all! maybe its a drunken party and there's a game of spin the bottle (because there always is) or one of them is in a tiff about a bad date they went on but either way, the kiss with roommate!steve, the hot guy you live with who you definitely think about too much in the shower, is the definition of a kiss with fireworks. it would be bomb and after a big song and dance, a little miscommunication angst, u guys absolutely end up dating and happier than ever <3

now.... cmon now auttie, you know i have to marry best friend!steve.... he's my best friend!! that means you goddamn stuck with him through all of the events of the seasons-- you're there post breakup with nancy to hold him together, there when billy beats the shit of him, pressing the tiniest bandaids on his face because you want to help, you're there when he starts scoops! and you provide ample teasing for the shorts even if they drive you crazy -- so of course, you're there when you all go down in the russian elevator and experience the worst night of your lives. so naturally, best friend steve and you? bonded to hell and back. your love would be easy, it would feel as warm as daylight on your skin and as sweet as the first fruit of summer -- and steve would love you so well. he dedicates himself to you, entirely, loves how you push him back out into the world and stand as his number one supporter and how you make each other better. there is no better foundation for marrying someone than being best friends and it just means that, some nights end in tender-loving ooey-gooey in love sex and some nights end in a pillow fight :D it keeps u on your toes

come join the sleepover!

#YARS #AMAZING QUESTION #I THINK I JUST SPENT LIKE 15 MINUTES THINKING OUT ENTIRE FIC IDEAS WITH THESE LMAO #jay answers #jay writes #autumn <3!#jays 1k sleepover #steve harrington #steve x reader #steve harrington x reader

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engr4vedlesso · 1 year

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《 Sending Letters~

《Pairings: !dark Lady Lesso x !ever reader

warnings: !violent choking, !knife play, !pet names, !degradation kink, !cursing

《 gloves! :D

《 Yes its still the same good and evil au, except Lesso is in a sexy assassin outfit instead of her trench coat.

《 Having a bit of a block!

(Something.. like that! :D You'll get what I mean..) A bitchier Lesso in an assassin outfit? What more could you want?

"The schools have united.. Come on.." Dovey said crossing her arms.

As usual Lesso was in a pretty boring meeting, with the professors bothering the school master (ITS NOT FCKIN RAFAL) with answers and responses. With a sigh she straightened her back posture, and propped her feet back up on the desk, sucking on a lollipop. She noticed there was a bird knocking on the glass window not going unnoticed by the rest of the professors.

"I'll open it.." Dovey beamed and opened part of the window to let it in. The dove flew onto the table a few feet away from Lady Lesso, it waddled on the table and placed an evelope infront of her.

The bird chirped and flew away with a frantic expression as quickly as it could back through the window. Unnoticed, it perched on the brach watching for the evil dean's reaction.

'Huh, strange..' Lesso frowned and raised a brow, caressing the letter with her black gloved hands. Moving her fingers up to open the letter, she revealed the piece of paper inside deliberately sliding her fingertips down the edge of the paper, making the professors anxious.

Her eyes widened and tried to prevent the blush from spreading across her cheeks. She peered into the envelope and took out what happened to be your special gift..

It was a paper cutout of a middle finger..

Ah.. So you've chosen death have you?

Her face contorted to one of darkness as she folded her arms and crushed both papers burning them in the process. Ofcourse, you had sent the envelope, but the contents in it was a different story.

You calmly read the book awaiting for the little bird's return. The dove came back frantically flapping its wings and landed onto the bed. Your attention shifted from the book to the panicking bird and observed as it shook with fear. Its shivering little figure enveloped by white light shaped into a human like form until he became male.

"Young mistress! The wicked one does not seem pleased about thy letter.." The male said as he bowed while on the bed.

He had chocolate skin with black fluffy hair and panicked teal eyes, hinted with bright orange. He was wearing a suit, with black cloth pants, accompanied by white gloves. His chest was well sculpted heaving up and down, as he remained on his hands and knees, sweating anxiously.

"Hato, what happened..?" You asked the shivering male as he sat up.

"I delivered the letter to the dean as requested.. and I awaited for one's reaction.." He swallowed, "She's burnt the paper.. Vicious flames.. shades of both green and purple devoured thy words that come from one's heart.."

He heaved a sigh and leaned against the head of the bed. "I am afriad of what one's lover may do if she had found the young lad in the young mistress' bed.." Hato shivered at the thought.

"Hey, calm down.. Lesso won't kill you-"

"SHE WILL STAKE MY HEART!" Hato panicked, "SHE WILL PEIRCE THROUGH MY CHEST WITH A BLADE AND WATCH AS I BLEED OUT ONTO THE GROUND-"

Suddenly the door shot open..

"I'm going to kill you.." Lesso widened her eyes seeing the unfamiliar male in your bed.

"Oh god.." Hato muttered, "See, young mistress.. one's hatred does not cease.. it grows.." He recited with shallow breaths shifting closer to me.

"Nora.. dont look at me like that.." I warned her as she stared in disbelief at the way I cradled the man in my hands. Her eyes grew dark and her fists clenched at her sides.

"Everything is not as it seems at the first glance-"

"SHUT UP!" Lesso distrupted the shocked boy and started to walk slowly towards both of us.

"Hato.. go.." I nudged the frightened figure beside me and he nodded.

Morphing into a dove he flew off of the bed and sprang through the window. Immediately after, Lesso pointed a finger at the window and cutains, cutting off all possible source of sunlight. There was a dimly lit lamp at the side of the bed adding to the ominous atmosphere. She made her way towards you from the side of the bed.

Her gloved hands ran up your arm to massage your shoulder and slightly grazed your collarbone before ruthlessly latching onto your neck.

"Lesso.." You struggled and held onto her wrist.

"That's your errand boy..? What is he doing in your bed.. Do you want me to kill him? I think you do.." Lesso rambled before squeezing my neck, not receiving and answer. "Such a disappointment.. thinking you could go behind my back.." She spat and shoved you down into the bed.

"Y- Yes, he is and N- O I DON'T want you to kill him." You pleaded as her grip tightened around your neck.

She let out a sick hum and straddled my lap onto the bed with her knee in between my thighs. She leaned down to your ear level "You know I dont share.. Yet you still torture yourself like this.." She immediately pulled away looking down to see your blush of different shades of red as you look up to meet her ravishing eyes.

'Holy shit, I'm dead..' You thought as she pulled you by your collar to sit up to sit up with her still straddling your lap. The cold metal of a dagger caressed your thigh making you shiver. She wrapped her arms around your neck and nuzzled into your neck. The sharp edge of the dagger once again pressed against your chin.

'Where is that dagger..' You felt it caress your cheek on the opposite side of your face, where Lesso didn't have her head rested. You looked cautiously to the other side revealing Lesso's lustful eyes and a dagger in her smug mouth.

"N- nora.. my love.." You stuttered as her hand trailed up from your thighs to her mouth taking the dagger out of her mouth purposely leaving a trail of saliva.

She chuckled and pressed the knife against your collarbone as she bit down on your earlobe aflicting a groan from your mouth. The sharp blade trailed down from your collar bone down in between your cleavage.

The sharp coldness of the metal trailed down more slightly cutting your clothes. "Leonora.." You warned her before she paused and put down the dagger.

"Are you degrading- mh?!" Your words were muffled as she stuck two of her fingers down you throat earning a gag from your trembling figure.

She ignored your question, but smirked. Her black gloved fingertip trailed onto your jawline and gripped it harshly pulling your ear towards her lips.

"Maybe if you get on your knees and beg.. I'll find it in my heart to forgive you.." Lesso purred and pulled away from you completely before propping herself up on the bed, beside you, so both her legs were apart. "Pathetic.." she muttered before smirking.

With a furious blush on your face you got off of the bed and knelt down in between Lesso's legs. You peered up at her seeing her smirk down at you with a sadistic glint in her eyes.

"FUCK I CANT DO THIS-" You spluttered causing Lesso to wrap her legs around your neck crushing your windpipe. Her laugh turned into a groan at your feeble attempt to harshly claw at her thighs. "F_cking amazing.. you were doing great.. Maybe if you werent in bed with the boy I would've let you off the hook with that letter.."

With every one of her words came venom as her legs tightened around your neck. "Apologize, pet.." She said above a whisper. Tears stung your eyes from lack of oxygen.

"L- Let.. m- e.. b-breathe.." You choked and she loosened the hold on your neck.

With shaky braths and fearful eyes you peered back up at her and saw a devious stare in her eyes with a frown on her face.

You too a deep breath and rid of your pride.

"My l- love.. will you find it in that dark heart of yours.. to forgive my pathetic excuse of a- an apology..?" You apologized in the most dramatic way possible to add tension to the environment. Her legs interlocked around your neck, completely loosened before resting on your shoulders

"You're so desperate when you beg.. Alright." She unfolded her legs and allowed me to stand up pulling me in for a hug.

"Lesso-" You were silenced by the cold metal of a dagger pressing against your neck.

"Leonora.. Lesso.. are we really doing this.." You shivered as she dug the dagger deeper into your skin making you curse under your breath.

"Maybe.. just dont f_cking piss me off again, okay?" Lesso said holding my cheek with her hand and pouting.

"Okay, Nora.." You sighed before looking to the side, 'What a lunatic..'

#fanfic #lady lesso #lady lesso x reader #leonora lesso #mommy #school for good and evil #x reader #charlize theron #dean of evil #lady leonora lesso #lady leonora lesso x reader

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"One In The Same"

A TFA Blitzwing x Mech!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Chapter 3: Speedway

"Optimus! Decepticons are on my tail!" I called over the comlink as both Blitzwing and Lugnut chased after me. "I'm trying to lead them away!"

"Y/D, get your tailpipe out of there! Now!" Ratchet barked over the comlink. "We're closing in on your position, Prime and the others will handle the Decepticons!"

"But -"

"NO BUTS YOUNG BOT!" There was an uncharacteristic panic to his tone, a tone Ratchet only used when he genuinely thought I was in danger.

And I would be a fool to ignore his words.

I skidded into a drift, locking on the Autobots signal and making a beeline for them. I spotted the group and shifted forms, back flipping with blades ejecting out from between my knuckle joints like the human superhero Wolverine.

"ZERE! MORE AUTOBOTS!" Blitzwing yelled as both Decepticons shifted forms.

"Ratchet, Sari, Y/D! Fall back to the ship!" Optimus ordered.

"Yes, sir." I said.

"THE TRIPLE CHANGER STAYS!" Lugnut barked as he fired his missiles. I shoved Ratchet and Sari out of harms way and barely managed to dodge the missiles. The missiles impacted the ground and exploded in a ball of fire, cutting me off from the others by a billow of dense smoke.

"GO GO GO!" I yelled through the smoke.

"KID!" Ratchet called.

"DONT WORRY ABOUT ME! GET SARI TO SAFETY AND GET THE ALLSPARK OUT OF HERE!" I was tackled by Lugnut and pinned to the ground, my blades slashing at his side and leaving trails of energon in its wake. Lugnut let out a bellow and backed off, Prowl and Bulkhead jumping into the fight along with Bumblebee and Optimus.

As I was about to go help them, Blitzwing cut me off, his arms and wings spreading to shield me from the fight.

"Go." He said.

"What?" I questioned.

"Go with your medic. Before zat oaf notices." I hesitated a moment but nodded and took off after Ratchet and into the water. I quickly found the ship along with the medic and human.

"Y/D? How'd you escape?" Sari asked as I entered the ship and shook off the water.

"It's... complicated." I said. "Have you been able to get the ship online?"

"Not yet because SOMEONE," Ratchet said while shooting Sari a scolding glare. "Doesn't want us to leave and won't listen."

"Sari," I said ever so gently as I knelt down next to her. "Why don't you want us to leave?"

"Because you're my friends... and I don't want to be alone!" She sobbed.

"Sari, I don't think any of us want to leave." I said as I picked her up and gently held her against my chassis. "Primus knows i certainly don't. But if we stay, the Decepticons will destroy this planet and everything on it. Including you."

"But... they can't be that bad?" She sniffled.

"Some might not be." I said as I thought about Blitzwing. "But just like humans, you don't know how dangerous someone can be until they show you their true colors. Ratchet and I have both experienced firsthand the horrors of Megatron and his loyalists. They will stop at nothing to get the Allspark." I gently released Sari from the sort of hug and wiped a tear delicately from her face. "We don't want you or this planet to face the same horrors our world has. Do you understand?"

"I... it's not fair." She sniffled.

"I know, Sari. But when it comes to war well, nothing is fair." My expression softened, and a small smile crept on my dermas. "But you can help make it a fair fight." I hooked my digit under her key and lightly lifted it off of her chest. "The Allspark has given you this gift for a reason, one beyond our understanding. It depends on your just as much as it depends on us. It isn't just the lives that currently exist that are at stake but also those yet to come."

Sari paused a long while as she pondered my words before a smile crept on her face.

"How can I help?"

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"Ratchet, do you think we can get the weapons system online?" I asked the medic as he rummaged around the command bridge.

"With Sari's key, we can give the ship enough juice to launch something." Ratchet said.

"Then you two should get ready, I'll see if I can -" I suddenly froze up, and my optics went white in color, my expression frozen and distant.

"Y/D?" Sari said as she climbed up a nearby stack of crates and waved her hand in front of my face. "Y/D? Yoohoo?"

No response.

"Ratchet, something is wrong with Y/D!" Sari called to the medic. Ratchet turned around and saw my frozen state, his spark dropping to his tanks at the sight.

"Oh scrap, not now!" Ratchet exclaimed.

"What's happening to him?" Sari asked.

"I don't know, it's happened before."

"What do we do?"

"We can worry about Y/D later. Right now, the others need our help."

While the pair were scrambling about trying to get the weapons system back online, I found myself trapped in my own mind, remembering things that never happened.

Or at least I thought so.

"The Enigma is ready to be transported." I heard a voice say.

"And how many were forged?" Another I recognized as Starscream's said

"Only this one. The Autobots attacked the lab before another could be produced."

"Does it have a spark?"

"It does, and it should be entirely loyal to Megatron as he sees fit."

"Excellent." I then heard a set of pedes walk away, and something touched my face, although I couldn't see anything. "I think I'll make some... alterations to you, hm? Make you serve your true Master."

The white light faded from my optics, and I collapsed onto the ground with a crash at the exact same time Sari inserted her key to power the weapons system.

I heard the firing of the weapons followed by a watery explosion. Then I remembered nothing more.

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"Kid? Kid!" Ratchet called through the black. "Cmon, I know you hear me!"

"Nnng, why are you shouting?" I grumbled as I opened my optics and found I was back in the Autobot base. I groaned and gripped my helm as a throbbing pain ran through it, my optics sceunching tight and my jaws locking up.

"What happened?" I asked.

"We were getting the weapons charged to help Optimus and the others fight off the Decepticons," Sari said. "And you just... stopped working."

"Yeah, that happens sometimes." I chuckled. "Are the others okay?"

"Yeah, we're fine." Optimus said, pulling my attention to him. "But maybe it's time you took that break Ratchet suggested you'd take."

"I'm fine, Optimus." I said sternly. "Freeze ups happen sometimes. But thanks for your concern." I rose from the medical berth and headed to my quarters where I laid down and stared up at the ceiling with a blank expression.

I thought about the other times I had a freeze up and realized that out of all of them, this was the only time I had something other than a forced shutdown happen.

"What in Primus is happening to me?"

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#transformers #transformers animated #tfa #tfa fanfic #tf fanfic #transformers fanfiction #fanfic #x reader #male reader

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yveltalreal · 3 months

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Redoing this because Yveltals old one was shit.

Welcome to the rotumblr blog for the real actual god of death Yveltal! They/It/She/He pronouns. She enjoys Barbie media, baking, playing various video games I show him, listening to classical music like the old geezer (/aff) she is, and spending time with its family and friends. Do not call her a bacon bird or a murder chicken or anything like that, she doesn’t like it. Also you can ONLY call her Yveltal. If you are allowed to call her something else they will tell you. This is primarily their blog, I just live here.

I’m Maple, host of the Reaper System! I use He/She/They and we use She/They/It collectively! We’re Yveltal’s Chosens and frequent hijackers of this blog because we can’t be assed to make our own!! There’s me (#from m), Whirlybird (#whirlybirds musings), Circut (#circuits circus), Marble (#marble posting), and Acer (#acer speaks). We’re attending university at Naranja-Uva Academy and also are Paldea’s very own Dark Type gym leader (Fuck you, Iono! It’s my gym now!) You might also occasionally hear from my rotom, .ZIP, or my Ninetails, Glacier. I don’t think any of the others know how to use rotumblr.

some of the others in question are:

Pickle - Meowscarada (Service/Partner pkmn)

Dash - Cyclizar (We do a lot of racing)

Hephaestus - Houndoom/Lycanroc hybrid (Service/Partner pkmn)

Glacier - Chimeric Shiny Alolan Ninetails (Alpha)

Little - Shiny Scolipede

Bubblegum Bitch/Bibi - Shiny Lopunny (Freak)

Eepy - Zoroark

Tami - Absol (Basically my mom)

Biscuit - Hydreigon (General in the Deino Army)

En Passant - Kingambit

Wave - Wattrel (Like literally just a chick)

Sneeze - Houndour

Theres a couple others like the rest of my gym team and all of en passant's army and a few others. Also I USED to have a kilowattrel named storm but. lets not talk about him :D

Oh, also sometimes I turn into a houndoom for a little bit and it’s Zygarde’s fault apparently.

OOC UNDER THE CUT!

okay hi second pinned post yippe.

likes and follows come from @vibossvi

peliper mail, musharna mail, and magic anons are on if i think theyre funny enough/arent like annoying or really fucked up, and in this vein musharna malice (sending nightmares) is off. you can also send ic anon hate just dont be like. too over the top with it. i may smudge the rules if what you send is something im not particularly freaked out by and can figure out how theyd respond, but dont push it. if you aren't completely sure just like ask me with a dm or something, either here or over on discord if you already know it (im not giving it out just in case. if you know you know, and if you dont you dont.)

mod and characters are adults however reaper system does include a little in it and also im just generally not comfortable with nsfw?? i might make slur jokes or kys jokes so keep that in mind but i do tag them and thats p much the extent ill go.

while high stakes shit might be mentioned (i will tag it as high stakes) uhhh it probably wont be too much?? at least other than occasionally mentioning offhand highstakes events.

maple and yveltal primarily exist within a discord rp, meaning events, characters, lore, and places specific to that rp may be mentioned on this blog ans maple and yveltal will favour interactions with people from that rp as they will have already been friends/know eachother but i will try to interact with others as well as long as you dont contradict any of my lore too much!!

mod and character are both systems so please be normal about that. this means dont be systemphobic but also dont try to drag me into like discourse about endogenic systems.

homophobes/transphobes/racists/other bigots are not welcome. neither are pedophiles/maps/no-maps/pears or whatever the fuck you call yourselves. also general rule of dont be a freak /neg and just dont be an asshole. the amount of batshit anons i have that you people should not be sendinf a random guy roleplaying a bird on the internet is insane.

#pkmn irl #pokeblr #pokemon irl #rotomblr #pokeblogging

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mynameis-a · 4 months

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Who are these little blorbos??? Tell me about these little mind creatures

ok so basically it takes place in a world where people can remove parts of their soul, and its a big thing to swap pieces of your soul with someone (like marriage level stuff) and sometimes people get scammed by others and are left with part of their soul gone (which is really bad for your health and can be deadly at times)

also these shadow beasts exist (theyre like really big fucked up wolves made of pure darkness. they can shapeshift a little but but they always look shadowy with solid white glowing eyes.) they dont have a proper scientific name yet but they will eventually i just havent come up with it yet. also they have no soul and are basically just really agressive and dangerous animals that should be avoided at all costs

this one girl named madeline found an injured shadow beast in her family's backyard when she was 3 and she could tell it didnt have a soul and she thought "if i give it part of my soul it will heal it!" and without knowing the threats or risks of either the shadow or the soul-giving-at-a-young-age thing, she gave half of her soul to the shadow

madeline is now basically dying because she's missing part of her soul and shes literally three. but by giving the shadow apart of her soul she also gave it sentience! and its friendly now!

the soul stuff is complicated and i havent quite worked it out fully but basically as long as the shadow stays close enough to madeline, shes fine! because the parts of her soul arent far enough away for her to suffer and die!

also the shadow can possess madeline and take control of her but typically only does so if its serious (her life is at stake) or if nothing bad will happen (stealing food from the family pantry) also when theyre out in public it just kinda hides inside madeline watching things from her perspective but where shes still in control and nobody can see it

surprisingly nothing angsty happens? its just a 15 year old girl and her 10ft tall cringy shadow wolf that technically owns part of her soul.

also its a metaphor for plurality (the watching-from-madelines-perspective thing is meant to represent cofronting and the possession is switching and the sharing-a-soul is like sharing a mind)

also the shadow doesnt have a name yet so its just called "the shadow" for now but it has decided to steal madeline's last name (which i still havent come up with yet) because, by being apart of her, he's technically part of the family

not sure how coherent any of this is but yeah those are the guys :D

#the shadow is cringe because it uses tumblr #its described madeline as being three sauce packets tall because shes less than half of its height #♡⊱a talks #♡⊱a answers #oc stuff #oc rambling #my ocs #long post

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centrally-unplanned · 4 months

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The Last Sovereign Character Tier List:

Notes:

Yarra is the soul of the game, for sure - she will be the First Slut and run the best harem ever, never forget it.

Simon is a great protagonist, as this old man jack-of-all-trades for the political & military institutions of Arclent. It does a lot to justify your ability to make gains, he is the kind of guy who has the experience & network to pull these gambits off. However, in the second half of the game as the stakes expand it goes very "JRPG" on you, dealing with high magic & fantasy energy demiplanes and stuff. This does give other characters the chance to shine, but imo is a bit of a mistake given your main character's lack of value there.

Iris is my spirit animal, how turned on she gets from a well-kept double entry bookkeeping ledger or a balanced budgetary proposal never ceases to be funny.

Extremely adore the multiple characters who are having serious theological discussions and conflicts around all the shenanigans succubi bullshit, it's one of the highlights of the game. Carina & Sarai really stand out for actually integrating issues like ontology & theodicy into the political plot. Lesser works would gloss over these things.

The game has too many characters for me, imo - a lot of the later additions just dont get enough chance to shine. A lot of C & D tier are these later divine characters & such who don't have enough space to forge an identity.

Nalili is way funnier than Qum and the game should recognize that more, Nalili supremacy all the way.

Robin wtf is up with your hair my duuuuuude

#the last sovereign

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redheadbigshoes · 10 months

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I saw some multigender post talking a bunch of crap just to justifying saying men are included in lesbian identity saying 'butches are basically trans men and can be lesbians' and after the 'trans women are basically femboys' thing it's really obvious that these people are transphobic lesbophobes who try and garner sympathy among ignorant people who dont understand gender or sexuality, or are easily pulled in by a guilty feeling of 'oh my gosh am i not progressive enough let me ask this person saying many queer buzzwords how this works' and arent willing to think for themselves.

Of course the fact that none of the people in the reblogs or likes section were actually lesbian (blocked em all, none of them had lesbian in the bio) makes it obvious none of them have any stake in it and are willing to just listen to a non-lesbian talk about lesbian identity because they dont care about lesbophobia, or are lesbophobic.

I'm a little miffed they @'d me then blocked me so I couldnt call them out more but posting here helps relieve my frustration!

-🌻

What’s ironic is that these are the same people calling lesbians transphobic or terf… I truly believe they love calling lesbians that because deep down they know they’re the ones who have a terf mindset so to try to hide that they think always calling other people that will be enough.

And it’s so funny how they tagged you and blocked you cause it shows they don’t want to lose an argument lol if they truly think they had enough arguments to win a discussion they wouldn’t have blocked you.

#stephanie answers #🌻 anon #long post #‘bi lesbians’

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Alola, June! Do you have any battle items (Tera Orb, Z-Ring, Dynamax Band, etc)? I'm just curious!

-@lyra-starfall

Hi again Lyra! :D

Yeah I do actually! I have a keystone, i keep it on me at all times. I know they’re pretty rare and generally uncommon to be found within your standard trainer, but I had recieved this personally from professor sycamore during my studies in Kalos a while back. I have family there, and my mom wanted me to stay educationally engaged during breaks so I ended up applying for an internship under his lab!

I think he had just discovered lopunnite at the time, and needed someone to help him in his evolutionary research. im more well versed in the history of evolution, but he saw the bond me and Scout had and offered the stone for me to test it out. Now mega evolution can be a painful process— for both trainer and pokemon, so I knew this wasnt a decision that was taken lightly. Scout and I have been together for longer than i can remember and we’ve shaped who we have become— our friendship is what sparked her evolution! Plus, i also have lots of battle experience under my belt, so this was a perfect opportunity to try it.

We dont use mega evolution frequently as it takes a huge toll on the both of us both during and after the process. Experiencing mega evolution is like… both a thrilling and quite literally energy sucking experience. I can physically feel what scout experiences on the battlefield. The evolution is dependant on our bond, and afterwards we both need to rest up a LOT. Honestly, the first time we tried out mega evolution i was so weak and beat that i was nearly hospitalized, while scout was immediately brought to a local pokecenter.

Ive been in contact with professor sycamore ever since— i haven’t utilized mega evolution a whole lot as I just want to use it if absolutely necessary or very high stakes battles, but he generally wants regular health check ins on both me and scout for data on the long term consequences of mega evolution.

#pokemon irl #pkmn rp #rotomblr #pokemon #pkmn irl #pokemon roleplay #roleplay #pkmn blog #pokemon rp #june asks #june talks

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darkscaleswriter · 7 months

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⭐️ pls tell me more about your fic pls it’s wonderful 🥹❤️

:D the fic in question

ahhh im so glad you like it!! thank you for giving me the opportunity to ramble about this fic haha. i have SO many emotions about casey jones jr and the future timeline turtles, im never getting over the tragedy of that movie opening. future mikey's wink as he tears open space and time. future leo's "it's not about me" and the way he physically throws casey through the portal. like!!! hello!!!

imo part of what makes the future timeline so tragic is that so much of the show before this point (especially s2) focused on the hamato motto of "anata wa hitori ja nai," even before the turtles actually learned about the hamato clan. none of them have ever been alone, and as part of the hamato clan, legacies of generations upon generations of mystic warriors, they never will be. except then the bad future timeline shows up, and. they're gone. the family is fractured, the turtles are dead, and the last survivor, casey jr, is sent back alone.

so, that's kind of a long way to say that the conception of "write our names in the wet concrete" came from me taking this tragedy and shoving anata wa hitori ja nai in its face. lol.

in the fic, the moment future mikey decides that hes not going to let future leo die is the moment of canon divergence from the movie. the reason he actually manages it is bc in that moment, mikey and all of the hamato spirits look at the last surviving members of their family and say, no. we refuse. the war might be lost, but we will ensure that no member of our clan will be left alone.

it's not just mikey at the end, here, throwing leo back along with casey. it's him and donnie and raph and april and splinter and karai and even oroku saki, every single hamato all at once, facing down the end of the world and choosing to save the last of their family whether they like it or not.

sorry future leo, you dont get a choice! but hey, at least casey isn't stuck in the past and cut off from everything he's ever known by himself, right? :3

the reason i set the fic as pre-show instead of at the movie is bc i really wanted to focus on casey jr's relationship with future leo, and what that might look like when they're forced to actually, like. live semi-regular lives instead of being tossed directly into a high-stakes mission. the looming specter of the krang invasion is a constant stressor, but they also have more immediate things to worry about for a change. like money! big rip to future leo, forgetting that was a thing.

and casey junior learning to live in a non-apocalyptic society is always fun haha. he's a semi-feral apocalypse child who's used to eating rats and leaves! writing his pov is an entertaining challenge, bc he only knows things about pre-apocalyptic society via snippets hes heard from older ppl/family stories, and he approaches the world through a very different lens as a result. he is definitely going to hunt an alley rat at some point and be like :D look theres so much meat on this!! and non-apocalypse survivors around him are like uhhh kiddo wtf. are you... are you seriously going to eat that.

casey, already roasting it over a fire: yes?? why would i not??

anyway, im going to cut myself off before i ramble about this fic forever and spoil future chapters (currently writing chapter 5 :D), but thank you so much for reading it!! im having a lot of fun with this au and i'm glad you are too ^.^

(feel free ask me anything about my fics!)

#darkscales answers stuff #rottmnt time travel au #casey jones junior #future leonardo #rottmnt #thank you for sending in this ask i am vibrating with excitement about this fic #its very fun to write and im glad people are enjoying it as much as i am #putting casey jr and future leo in a jar and shaking them. you!! are!! not!! alone!!!#wonitwc

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