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todayisafridaynight · 11 months

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YEAH........... YEAH..... LIKEWISE, NO NOTES AT ALL, THAT'S EXACTLY IT... Main antagonist deaths are often treated as "comeuppance," but that would be the ultimate comeuppance for Aoki. As it stands, the only people who actually suffer for it are Ichiban and Jo, and Ichi didn't even do anything wrong. Also please I'm positive there's more to wring out of Aoki and Jo for an essay 😭😭at the very least, I always love to hear your perspective!

"he'd made a social circle for himself where people predominantly liked him for the power and influence" <- incredibly Mine-core of Aoki btw (I also feel the rest applies a little in terms of Mine probably being very quick to write off people who Do care about him as not caring about him, as with Katase, but it's nowhere near the extent of the Arakawas)

Wait actually it's kind of funny... for both Mine and Aoki, I was so sure their endings would go a certain way. Mine and Kiryu'd fight Richardson off together and Ichi'd, I don't know, shield Aoki or hug him so Kume couldn't get to him in the first place, or after that INSANE direct parallel to Arakawa running to the hospital with Masato, he'd miraculously pull through like he did on New Year's. Tormented with visions of the better timeline... With Aoki in particular, it makes me want to tear my hair out because the moment of him choosing to put the gun in the locker was REVOLUTIONARY for the series, looking at the characters he was most heavily based on.

Anyway. Bottom line. These bitches need to hug it out. It was so evil Arakawa didn't hug Ichi at Omi HQ or on the waterfront like bro stop being """manly""" for five seconds you're ruining my life you're ruining your own lives

There'd genuinely be nothing more painful yet more satisfying for an antagonist than being confronted with the consequences of their actions and having to navigate life after having making those decisions, ESPECIALLY when it comes to mending the bonds that- for anyone else- would have shattered long ago. With Aoki being motivated by the want to be loved and appreciated for himself, it would've been nice to see him finally acknowledge that he did have that love and start to better himself as a result (however much he'd be able to while in prison anyway lmao).

The Mine and Aoki comparisons are so real though, I remember joking to myself about it days after beating the game but it just fuels my mental illness every time I think about it ☠️ I LEGALLY AM NOT ALLOWED TO GO OFF ABOUT THE Y7 ENDING I'VE DONE IT TOO MUCH it makes me so mad every time I think about it 😭 ESPECIALLY THE PARALLELS WITH ARAKAWA AND THE LOCKERS UGGGHHH IT COULD HAVE BEEN SUCH AN EPIC CONCLUSION WITH THAT... Arakawa running from the lockers at the start of Aoki's life compared to Ichiban running from the lockers and getting Aoki to the hospital so Aoki can restart life I'm Going To Kill Someone (myself) (in Minecraft)

#snap chats #theres a note here about aoki's self hatred and ergo his inability to believe people could love him without 'worth'#and some kind of. I Dont Know occurs that comes with aoki accepting that love and ergo At Least Tolerating himself #and again becoming better as a person as a result. not WHOLLY you cant undo Everything Wrong With Him with one therapy session #but itd at least be a start and thats far more than anything else rgg has given since like. ryuji in dead souls #but w/e i- as per usual- have the vocabulary of a walrus so we're just gonna have to imagine i said something profound #AND THE LACK OF HUGGING IN THIS FRANCHISE IM GOING TO STAB ALL OF YOU. IN MINECRAFT.#with the power of delusions and this like seven-year-old wacom tablet i can fix that......#it'll never be enough it'll never fill the void in my soul but it'll be something i guess #BUT UGH NO SORRY IM JUST MAD NOW #nothing in my life has ever genuinely triggered anger in me than the y7 ending its just soooooooOOOOO #IT WAS SOOO CLOSE TO BEING PERFECT I CANT #im going to give myself a blood clot thinking about it anymore i feel my heart stopping Do Not Call An Ambulance I Cannot Afford It #so to stop myself from going in any more debt than i already am..... the possibility of any essays from me are very small #my ability to use words is near non existent. i feel like a right ninny sometimes #in any case im not sure what else i could expand on that isn't restating what you've said #cant ever be upset with bein on the same wavelength tho it gives my inarticulate ass a helluva easier time trying to explain LMAO #plus im petrified of trying to interpret anything from the english dub or english subs #and looking into language use is Very Much important when dissecting abusive relationships #i guess there's always just talking about general actions committed and not inspecting the exact words used #idk.. at the very least ill rotate the concept in my head and then fend off the urge to eat my teeth #i'm gonna throw up.... im still thinking of it........ gonna make an unrelated-but-arguably-related post in like three seconds #dont look at it its cringe

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omegamoo · 9 months

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found some of my essays from a world history class i took... you know the essays you spend two nights prepping and panicking for and then scramble to write during the bell period... well i found one about the universal nature of war in response to a class project and What the Fuck was I On when writing that. What The Fuck

#THATS WHY I SCORED ABOVE AN 100% IN THAT CLASS. OKAY #I UNDERSTAND NOW #ramblings #this started because i found my class notebook. which i took very good notes in #so i was like oh lets see whats going on here and then my brain exploded #i love history classes so much im so serious #ive also super lucked out in terms of teachers both this year and last year. and the year before truly #but my brain just goes WHAHAH at info like this. i love looking at the world and Figuring It Out. also like. its a humanitites story yk #my teachers are always very good at showing that aspect too. asking you questions that make you think about it all.#anyways i was looking up illiberal democracy definition bc it got tossed around in class a while back and like Ohkay. i understand #referring to jan 6th as jan 6th and like having the understanding that that Date alone means something symbolic and important. lack of a #smooth transition into power. yk #specifically thinking about the universal nature of war response cuz like. yeah. its universal #histroy repeats itself blah blah but also the people living are intrinsically linked by circumstances that don't seem like they have any #affect on each other but they invoke such a similar feeling #also i ended that essay by tying in the idea of hope like seriously how did i do that #what on earth was i on. i hope i made my teacher's brain explode #i did get an 100 on that essay and a proud comment too i think so it was worth it all #annnnd nobody will ever see these tags. good

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frecklystars · 2 years

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goshhh i love princess celestia sooo much 🥰🥰 she is so beautiful and kind!! and when her subjects are a little high strung and nervous around her bc she’s royalty, she’ll playfully tease them to make them relax. i think that’s my favorite part abt her!! she is nurturing and loving but she’s also approachable at the same time

#queen clarion WISHES she could be like princess celestia #thats something i feel like disney fairies (the movies) could have improved on #they made the queen so motherly and sweet which is important but they didnt make her approachable #to anyone except tinker bell? but celestia is approachable to EVERYONE #she is even implied to be a prankster bc she owns disappearing ink and has it on the ready #and she cares abt everyone sooo much #and dont even get me STARTED on how much i love LUNA #we'd be here all day if i gushed abt all my mlp f/os #woof #love notes #💕♡ The love I hold for you is as warm and eternal as the sun ☆☀️✨

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came0dust · 2 years

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local guy who only really draws organic humanoids inches shakily toward mecha in the name of blorbo

(more sketches, alternate colors, and just general thoughts under the cut)

the purple of hot rod's boots for his g1 design always kind of felt like it came out of nowhere to me so, as much as i love purple, i tried some different color arrangements for them. the problem (used loosely) of the purple not being referenced anywhere else on his design could probably be better solved by introducing more purple to him in general rather than Just reducing/removing it but i decided to try using other colors that were already on him instead, but not before taking some inspiration from transformers go! go!

i came across transformers-translations's translations of tfgg and haruka oda's art for it, along with screenshots i took from a recent rewatch of the transformers movie, was my main point of reference for design and style (mainly for the sake of relative simplicity bc as Much as i love cyberverse and prime i dont think im ready for that level of detail ^^')

i then tried using the magenta-ish colors on him instead

i'm partial to the first option, which uses more of the darker, redder shade and i feel has better contrast with the orange as well as bringing out more usage of that color in general when compared to how hot rod's arms are Just the pink basically, but i tried the inverse just to see how it'd look. i would have tried adding orange but i got sleepy and oogh ouch my spine

i feel i should mention, also, that the headshot i colored was done by chipping away at it throughout the day on my phone, cross referencing with my movie screenshots as well as having taken some notes on oda's work beforehand. here's one of the rougher versions of it, and then the cleaner one i colored

and then that full body was me trying to apply the things i learned on my own (no references, basically just remembering and guessing, which probably shows 💀 no robot muscle memory)

last and. okay saying that it Is least is a bit mean but this was when i had less knowledge and direction with how i wanted to do things. the things up there are from like the last 24 hours after doing some more coherent studying and assessment of how things might work, but these are from as far back as 5 days ago where i was basically just working off of instinct which does not exactly include an understanding of transformers..... anything visually. i still want to share them but i didnt want them to be my first impression bc i feel like ive already learned a lot since doing them

#my art #maccadam #first post in this tag after like a year of being a transformers fan shfrjegjfs #hot rod #g1 hot rod #The Bee is also here but under the cut so i feel like i shouldnt mention him by name since he isnt the focus and tumblr search... you know #samsung notes #csp #ive been missing my brush over in squirrel program and for territory im this unfamiliar with i wanted something i knew #colored sketch #the formatting seems to differ based on platform but if nothing else i hope the readmore works at least bc thats the most important part #for context though the images that are clustered together are supposed to be side by side

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theblehthatbloos · 19 days

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Whenever I say the girlies love me on Tumblr I also am talking about the hairrest men you could imagine, like just a werewolf of a person. My range has no specificity and I canonically set off geiger counters.

#that was such a weird thing to find out while being a TA #i also block wifi if i stand infront of it but i feel like thats way less impressive #I include all of you as my homies girles and the unspeakable choir that haunts us at the edges of what we belive we know #this is a non gendered post #haters are welcome only if you hate on shit but not a persons true self btw #out of curiosity i went into settings and saw my follow count #its not insane insane but holy mold thats way higher than i thought #i thought i had like 30 in the squad and some change but the number blew me away since this is like my journal #i talked with my brother about social media a bit ago and i was like #“ oh i love Tumblr. its just the most relatable and wild things. Its so nice. i saw a frog and a post about the importance of care for dvds”#then they told me what X/Twitter is like and they needed a hug #i love yall so much #i know this will only get a few notes but thats what i love here #sometimes you vent and get nothing or maybe 2-3 likes #other times you make a edit of the true wobb singing this love in pokemon text with a full band and silly hats and it goes off #or the NyQuil thing #which my brother also was like #“HEY BITCH IS THIS FUCKING YOU ON TICKTOK?!”#like damn #i guess but i am not the main character #i play support for a reason #it still delights me to this day though #i just out here #much love #i hope you have a great day #and an even better one #🫶🏽#Tumblr i guess

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snekdood · 1 year

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i think ppl need to make more content emphasizing the relationship between white supremacy and the oppression of women. bc maybe. just maybe. all this shit w/ nazis siding with terfs and videos/articles about the connections between white supremacy and their oppression will make them snap out of it.

#i would but im not nearly educated on this stuff enough #i do what i can #ok now @ terfs. think about it for a second. if the white supremacists are siding with terfs. do you reaaallly think they're invested in #protecting women?#the terfs i mean. do you really think terfs are invested in protecting women when its nazis who are the most sympathetic to their message?#are you really gonna sit here and say 'the trans menace' is such a bigger threat and so much more important that you need to link arms #with nazis to eliminate people for *checks notes* wanting to be them fucking selves as they feel on the inside?#what ever happened to 'be whatever you want'#whatever happened to 'women can do everything men can do'#bc if you see me as a woman. why in tf cant i become a man if i can do everything they can do?#and if women can do everything men can do- y'know. the common feminist understanding you terfs seem to fail to remember-#then why in tf are yall so scared about the supposed 'men' in your sports?#aside from the fact that trans girls on e are evenly matched with you already in sports. ignoring that scientific fact for a second to play #around in your reality. how are you gonna call yourself a feminist if you dont think you're actually GENUINELY evenly matched?#even though the science literally says you're evenly matched. how are you a feminist and think women can do 'everything men can do' but #cant actually compete in a few instances actually #like you're not a feminist. you're a conservative. thats a conservative belief. any limiting beliefs about what women can do #is a conservative belief.#'women can do everything men can do except for when i feel specifically weak against them' fuck off

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hyukalyptus · 7 months

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something nice — sub!fem!reader x dom!yeonjun x servicetop!kai

cw. reader is in an established (open) relationship with yeonjun, cucking? (kai eats reader's pussy while yj watches lol), cunnilingus ofc, nipple play, orgasm denial, edging, pet names (baby, jjun), begging, mention of "punishment" but nothing's ever done, yeonjun and kai talk about reader and what they're gonna do to her (without her understanding—everything is consensual in the beginning, but read note below), let me know if there's anything else. notes. IMPORTANT: ok so the tea with this one. the idea here is that the reader doesn't speak korean well and kai and yj are speaking korean to kinda talk about the reader and what they're gonna do to her so she doesn't understand. nothing aggressive, just describing what to do to her body so she's kinda surprised? SO!! anything in italics is in korean. thats important!! also idk how i feel about this???? smut under cut. wc. 1.5K

“Did she give you a reason or did she just break up with you?” You’re eavesdropping on Yeonjun and Kai—not that they’re being very secretive. They’re talking about a woman Kai’s been seeing while you play video games and attempt to translate in your head, but you're not being too successful, catching a few words here and there.

“She did say one thing,” Kai says hesitantly. “But it’s kinda embarrassing.”

“What is it?”

“Well,” he starts, scooting closer to Yeonjun to awkwardly whisper something to him, twiddling his thumbs, running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh,” Yeonjun chuckles. “That’s…man, if you get really good at that, you could date anyone.”

“What are you talking about?” You finally pause your game, curiosity getting the best of you. Looking up, Kai looks like you caught him stealing cookies from a cookie jar while Yeonjun tries to hold back a chuckle. The three of you exchange looks until Yeonjun rolls his eyes to bluntly say—

“Eating women out.”

“Yeonjun—!” Kai says, shoving his arm.

“What?” He chuckles, returning the shove. “I eat her out all the time. She knows what it is. She knows you eat pussy too.”

“But that’s why that woman broke up with you?” You ask. “Because you…you're bad at eating pussy?” He blushes, averting his attention to the floor while he clasps his hands together, nodding shyly.

“Be honest, babe—am I good at eating you out?”

Looking between the two of them, you sit up and say, “Yeah, you’re probably the best I’ve had, but we’re super compatible, you know? We’re, like, super in love. That makes a big difference sometimes.”

Holding back a cocky smile, he asks, “But, objectively, I’m pretty good, right?” You shrug and nod—really, he probably is the best you’ve ever had, but that’s another story.

“What makes it good?” Kai asks.

Humming, you think before saying, “First, he doesn’t go straight for it.” Turning red and ears getting warm, you gush and— “Oh god, Kai, don’t look at me when I tell you this.”

“Ah, this is ridiculous,” Yeonjun exasperates. “Do you just wanna practice on her?” You both whip your heads in his direction. “If you’re comfortable with it, of course,” he says to you. “Just thought it might be helpful.”

Oh, how did you end up here? Laying in Yeonjun's bed, clenching your thighs together out of nervousness. “Remember, this is kinda specific to her. Pay attention to what whoever you’re with wants.” Kai nods, kneeling at the foot of the bed.

“She already said this—” Yeonjun says. “I don’t go straight for it. I kiss her first, then make my way down there.”

“You want him to kiss me?”

He shrugs and says, “If you’re alright with that.”

“If you are,” you say, looking Kai in the eyes. Both of them can’t help but notice the confidence you seem to be exuding, especially compared to Kai. Trembling fingers reaching for your cheek, he looks at you for permission one final time. Finally leaning in, his lips press to yours.

You’d forgotten what it was like to have a first kiss with someone. Kai’s kisses are different from Yeonjun’s. Kai’s are much more cautious, more careful—not necessarily shy, but careful. It quickly turns hot and heavy. But you remember Yeonjun is watching you, suddenly overtaken with bashfulness, you break the kiss to glance over at him.

Him and that sinister smile.

Turning back to Kai, you crash into his lips again, humming into his mouth and smirking to rub how much you're enjoying this in Yeonjun's face.

“Touch her,” Yeonjun says. “Kinda slowly, but then a little more intense.” Kai does as he’s told, his hand dragging up your hip to squeeze your tits. “Under her shirt.”

His hand on the outside of your bra feels new and exciting. Reaching around your back to unhook it, you break the kiss to take your shirt off, pulling at the hem of his.

“Slow down for a second,” Yeonjun chuckles and Kai listens, placing gentle kisses to your collarbone. “Lick her nipples.” Swirling his tongue around your nipple, you gasp, reaching for his hair. “Pay attention to which one she likes better.”

Kai tests both, slyly licking between the two. After testing the waters, he picks correctly. You chuckle thinking about Yeonjun sitting on a chair across the room, smirking in approval. You could look for yourself, but you can’t bring yourself to open your eyes.

“Keep licking her until her hips roll.” This is a bit crazy, isn’t it? The guy you love telling another man how to fuck you the way you like. “Not yet.” Yeonjun switches to Korean, making you roll your eyes. If you didn’t have the energy to translate in your head earlier, you definitely can’t focus enough to translate now.

Lips trailing down your body, he tugs at your shorts, but keeps your cute pink panties on. Yeonjun talks him through every move—to lick his thumb and rub your nipple, to press his nose to the outside of your panties, to skate his lips across your inner thighs.

Your hips roll uncontrollably, practically begging him to taste you.

“Kai—” You whisper, your body instantly burning at the sound of the both of them chuckling. Pulling your panties down and off your legs, he throws them to Yeonjun who happily wads them up to sniff them and smell how delicious you are.

Licking his thumb again, he keeps rubbing circles over your nipple as he finally licks your clit, your back arching as soon as he touches it.

“Fuck—” You say breathlessly, looking down at him as his eyes sparkle up at you, your head dropping to your pillow with a thud. “Who the fuck is this bitch that says you’re bad at this?” He shakes his head, digging deeper into your pussy.

Smiling cockily, you look over at Yeonjun, trying to control his breathing. He can’t help it—the two of you are just too hot together. He's never been able to enjoy this kind of view before. Seeing how every part of your body reacts to being touched—it's an incredible view.

“Please tell me he’s allowed to make me cum, baby,” You beg.

“Of course,” he chuckles smugly. “If he can.” Kai’s eating you out like he’s absolutely starving. And it’s true—he can’t help it. You taste too fucking good.

Your eyes squeeze shut as you start squeaking, throwing your head back.

“Okay, that sound means she’s gonna cum soon. Try to bring her as close to the edge as possible and then stop.”

“Fuck, Kai,” you breathe. “Right there—yes.” You can’t believe how good he is at this, especially given the reason you're under his tongue right now. He’s supposed to be bad at this, right?

You’re so fucking close and he can feel it. “Don’t stop—” he brings you right there. And then he does it. He stops. “Agh, fuck you,” you groan. Looking down at him, his smirking at you, eyes flashing between you and Yeonjun.

He doesn’t waste too much time before getting back to your pussy, flicking his tongue over your clit.

“Take it away from her for a bit. Lick her nipples again.” He does just that. You’re aching, bucking your hips over and over, desperately trying to relieve some kind of tension. But his tongue does feel amazing on your tits. Threading your fingers through his hair, you tug at it hard. He groans, his mouth dropping open like you just unlocked a new kink of his.

Now he can’t take it anymore. Hips jutting forward, you feel the roughness of his sweatpants drag against your center, relieving some of that tension. You gasp, resorting to begging him to get back to licking you.

“No, don’t,” Yeonjun says sternly.

“But I want to,” Kai whines back, looking at your pussy hungrily, sticking the tip of his tongue out, giving his best begging eyes. But Yeonjun just shakes his head, satisfied with watching you uncontrollably rolling your hips up toward Kai’s mouth. Kai compromises, wrapping his hands around the backs of your thighs to yank you closer to him and presses his lips to the skin right around your clit, teasing you even more.

“Babe—” you breathe, begging Yeonjun with your eyes to let him continue licking you.

“I know, baby, I know…” he responds, his voice low and rough. He finally lets him lick you again. But he doesn’t show much mercy. He repeats the same tactic over and over—having him bring you right to the edge, even to the point of tears, then he stops right in his tracks.

"I'm gonna tell you to stop, but I want you to keep going, okay?" Kai nods, agreeing to his instructions. Bringing you to the edge again, you're begging for mercy, begging to cum. "Don't let her cum, Kai," he says, making tears form in your eyes. "Stop—"

And he does.

"I told you to let her cum that time."

"Sorry," he smiles up at him, licking his lips. "It's so fun to see her beg like that though." Tilting his head toward you, he says, "Look at her...she's got tears in her eyes. Isn't that the hottest fucking thing you've ever seen?"

"It's okay, baby," he says, fingers flowing through your hair while Kai's mouth finds your clit again. You're moaning, gasping for air, swearing, screaming, anything to try to find a release. "Not yet. Don't let her fucking cum, Kai." You don't think you can handle this much longer. Edging is nice, yes, but this? This is bordering torture.

"Please, please, please, Jjun..." you trail off. "Just please let me cum. I can't take it anymore."

"I know you can take it, baby. Fucking taking it so well..."

It's building again. That knot in your stomach that gets tighter and tighter with every second. That white hot fire in the pit of your stomach waiting to explode.

"Don't stop, Kai," you blurt. "I'm gonna cum—" Slamming your palm over your mouth—you shouldn't have said that. He's gonna make you regret saying that.

"Don't let her cum," he orders.

But his grip gets tighter. His tongue licks furiouser. His face digs deeper. You're so fucking close. Closer than you've ever been tonight.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Kai..." your orgasms crashes over you like a bolt of lightning. "Yes, fuck yes, that feels so fucking good." You feel like you're having an out of body experience. It's one of the best fucking orgasms of your life. "Don't stop, right there." You chest heaves with heavy breaths.

Coming down from one of the best orgasms of your life, your vision clears up and all you keep thinking is how much Yeonjun's gonna make you pay for this. You came without his permission—what's he gonna do now? Everything flashes across your mind: not letting you cum for a week, spanking you until your ass had his hand print on it, tying you up for hours, you're not sure.

But he doesn't do any of that. His hand caresses your cheek as he smiles down at you, "Did that feel good, baby?"

Confused, you nod, "Mhmm." You're still nervous, looking around at everyone's reactions. Kai's smirking while he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Bad at eating pussy my ass," you say, shoving his shoulder with your foot.

"Ah, I knew you a had a little crush on him...I've seen how you look at him." Your face turns beet red. He's noticed that? Oh god... "I just wanted to do something nice for my baby."

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honeytonedhottie · 27 days

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the art of conversation (from a professional yapper)⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🍉

just wanted to preface this by saying that NOT everyone is extremely sociable and thats totally okay. this post is to help improve ur conversational skills and charisma ✨

WHY LEARNING TO BE SOCIAL IS IMPORTANT ;

social skills are literally the FOUNDATION of effective communication. its important bcuz it allows u to build meaningful relationships, express urself, collaborate with others etc.

when ur learn how to be an effective communicator u can connect more deeply with the people around u. being more social can also provide u with opportunities, and in general make ur life SO much easier. not to mention u have a lot more fun.

SUPERIORITY/INFERIORITY COMPLEX ;

an inferiority complex is the feeling of inadequacy, an insecurity that ur not on the same level as someone else. a superiority complex is the opposite, u can come off as smug or condescending. both are bad in their own right.

the way that u can combat this is by adopting the mindset that you are neither below or above anyone else, and no one else is above or below you.

doing so can kind of even the playing field of conversation in ur mind and make sure that ur not feeling some kind of way before going into a conversation bcuz when u let ur superiority/inferiority complex go by un-fixed it can sabotage communication and not give ppl the change to get to know u.

UNLEARN SHAME ;

first u gotta start off with thinking about ways that shame has influenced ur thoughts or actions. an example that im sure a lot of us could relate to is the whole cringe concept.

to help unlearn shame i recommend journalling, therapy, and mindfulness so that then u can let urself ENJOY things again, without having the looming fear of the judgement of others.

also no genuinely happy person is going to take time out of their day to shame u, only a loser would do that. and if ur the one shaming others for liking something bcuz of ur own insecurity, get that fixed and get a life.

PREPPING FOR CONVERSATION ;

when approaching someone or starting conversation with someone for the first time, a rly good way to start it is with a compliment. dont start it by saying hi cuz i think thats so awkward 😭

compliment them for something, their response can also tell u a lot about them also bcuz some ppl will take the compliment well and some ppl will serve u a dirty look and that alone can tell u if u rly wanna be conversing with that person.

LEARN TO LAUGH ;

since we've already talked about why learning to not feel embarrassed about every little thing is important, here's what to do when something like that comes up. literally laugh.

for example the other day someone whom i've never spoken to before came up to me and started talking to me so familiarly, like with their arm around me and everything and i just went with it 💀 until he noticed that he had mistaked me for someone else, but its okay cuz now i have a new friend. LAUGH ABOUT IT.

dont take everything so seriously, being able to enjoy and take a joke is what makes conversation so much fun. note, do NOT mistake taking a joke as taking disrespect bcuz u should not take that, there is a distinct difference.

the biggest advice i can give as a yapper is to be more lighthearted and not take everything seriously. bcuz i feel like when we take everything so seriously we become rigid and thats not hot, be a breath of fresh air instead ✨

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tears-of-amber · 9 months

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Hearth & Home Witchcraft That I've Learned

One of the biggest things that stands out to me when reading about hearth & home witchery is that everyday items are considered magical. Everyday moments, tasks, and chores as well. Its a beautiful way to live, if you really think about it. Big rituals are great, but as someone who is disabled, they rarely are doable. Here is a list of Hearth & Home Witchcraft Tips that i actually practice.

-Enchant a blanket by embroidering a sigil in the corner and using its color correspondences for your needs. It also helps me feel shielded from negative energy during meditation.

-Play music that makes you feel safe and AT HOME. This is almost like grounding, but also can be cleansing to the environment and especially the listeners. For me, its smooth jazz. The chill sound of the standup bass and the wandering piano notes that always seem to find their way to a comfortable key... its soothing to my soul.

-Talk to and about your home (kindly). So often its easy to complain about your living space. How you wish it looked or functioned differently. The house (in my belief) hears you. Treat it with kindness and gratitude for the shelter it provides. I say thank you to the house spirits and my home every morning.

-Find a convenient home protection ritual to do each month. I say convenient because if you overcomplicate things you'll feel less enthusiastic and less motivated to do it, and might even skip several months.

-Make a home cleansing spray using essential oils mixed with an appropriate amount of moon water. I like using a few drops of lemon, rosemary, lavender, and cinnamon. DO NOT spray this in the vicinity of your pets. I only use this spray in rooms where there arent any animals, to avoid complications with their health.

-Wash your bedding as often as you can and say a short incantation before you put it in the wash. It could go something like this. "I cleanse this bedding of all negative energy, from bad dreams, and from and all stress." Sleep is so important to your sense of safety and wellbeing at home.

-Open the damn windows when you can! Stagnant energy is known for dragging down people's moods. And there's nothing quite as uplifting as fresh air. This provides a healthy flow to your house's energy.

-Don't bring things in your home unless you want to incorporate their energy into your environment. This is something that's often overlooked. I especially advise heavy consideration when it comes to thrifting items and bringing them home. Try practicing sensing the energy of items so you can easily tell whats good to bring home and whats not. Thrifting is great! Im not discouraging it btw.

-Fresh flowers work miracles. Not only do they aesthetically brighten the room, but their correspondences and magical properties apply to the room that they're in. Sunflowers are a great example of a flower that encourages positivity, and are extremely affordable to get lots of them. Roses are a bit more expensive usually, but they invite that loving vibe. And African irises are great for psychic enhancement.

Thats all for this post! Reblog it if you found it helpful, or have any of your own cool practices for hearth & home witchcraft to share!

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lillithhearts · 3 months

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Just a platonic one where reader is Alastor’s older sister.

Like: She finds out that Alastor is staying at the hotel and he didn’t tell her. Thats it, she’s coming over there and is going to show them all his baby photos.

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Platonic!Oldersister reader

Warnings: not Proofread, Alastor having a very hard time with his sister

Hearing through the grapevine that your dear little brother was staying at a hotel without telling you, you decided to give him a visit. Speed walking through the streets in hell you looked at your GPS to find the hotel, you looked up and noticed the giant hotel sitting on top of a hill and you mentally face palmed at yourself for not noticing the giant sign of the hotel, you put your phone away and adjusted your bag; skipping up the hill.

You cleared your throat and dusted off your clothes; taking a deep breath you didn't know what kind of crowd was gonna be in this hotel, minus the fact you read the actual goal of the hotel so you knocked softly, waiting for a response; which you quickly received by hearing a girl shouting about a new guest.

You see you were Alastor's sister even when you were alive, You didn't do as many heinous things as he did but you definitely did some "going to hell" worthy things; after ending up there and finding Alastor you went to a few connections and requested them find some of your old things of importance from when you were alive, that included things with Alastor in it and you planned to embarrass the Overlord for disappearing without telling you anything

The door ripped open with a girl named Charlie Violetntly shaking your hand and introducing herself while dragging you inside; your eyes quickly falling on your little brother who sat on the couch with a bewildered look in his eyes; Husk was also here what great news, oh! And Niffty!

"Y/n! It's so good to see you again how are you? Charlie did you know this is Alastors big sister?!"

Nifftys face changed into confusion as Alastors aura was surrounded by static noise and a screech as everyone's jaw dropped; Charlie being the quickest to recover and run over to Alastor

"you have a sister?! And you didn't tell us?"

You looked over at Alastor while patting Nifftys head, playfully frowning as you put your bag down onto the hotel floor

"you didn't tell me about me? I thought you loved me Alastor"

He groaned and looked away, desperately trying to look away from everyone as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment

"well, that makes me not feel guilty when I'm gonna be showing everyone what baby you looked like"

His whole body tensed as he glared at you, the grip on his microphone tightening, Silently threatening you to which you shrugged and rummaged in your bag, pulling out a book seemingly filled with pictures of your life when you were human. Alastor sat back and zoned out choosing to ignore the cooing and doting from everyone looking the Radio demon to-be

Authors note : THIS WAS SHORT AND BAD..IM SO SORRY

Taglist: @charlessuu @k1y0yo @ihavetoomanyfictionalcrushes

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor x reader

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todayisafridaynight · 11 months

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I may just be delirious but I kind of feel like there's something there about some of the most traumatic events in Arakawa's life arguably stemming from/being made worse by being loved too much.

Like, Toshio's death, right. The death of a parent is always always going to be traumatic, particularly when your other parent is abusive, but I feel like being there, being the first to the scene, made it so much worse. Especially when it should've been a good memory.

Non-zero chance I'm just projecting because I was there for my own father's death and I was around Arakawa's age at the time, but it's like... it did have very specific life-long effects, didn't it... the way he keeps coming back to Peking duck and talks about it like he's had it before when he can't even bring himself to eat it unless he's with family (and indeed, never did, up until right before he died)...

And then there's his former patriarch. Of course, he seemed to see Arakawa as more of an object--fully under his control and something to be thrown away at the first sign of autonomy. But I feel like, before then, Arakawa must've been his "favorite," if he was willing to arrange a marriage between his daughter and Arakawa. Which I expect is what made his reaction when Arakawa told him he was (technically) having an affair with Akane and wanted out of the family that extreme in going as far as to send men after Akane and Ichiban.

The last one I can immediately think of is not exactly traumatic for him, though it is traumatic For Me so I'm counting it, but it's of course what we were talking about with Jo hesitating so much at the thought of killing Arakawa that he passed up the chance to save him.

I Dunno I Am Delirious but... there's a pattern somewhere in there... Anyway. Uh. "Happy" Father's Day am I right

happy fathers day :]]]]

#snap chats #I HAVE NOTES DOWN HERE AS ALWAYS I PROMISE JUST. no better way to cap off a post with a smile :)#plus yk. i dont have any major notes to add thats not restating but i do enjoy Restating so in the tags we go #also ngl im a lil tired so if im gonna look right silly cause my brains functioning like a bowl of cereal ill do it down here as per usual #totally waited to answer this when its technically fathers day my time and i didnt just stare at a wall #listen if someone has a proejcting problem its me alright. its ok if someone else has a turn at it esp when its within fair grounds 🥴#in any case Yeah.. everyone loves patterns ones a coincidence two's a pattern three should incite murderous intent #i definitely wouldnt call it delirious thinking Thats My Job right LMAO #in all seriousness the importance of at least one positive adult figure in a trouble child's life cannot be understated #im pretty sure i talked bout that already so i wont give the whole lecture again LMAO #in any case its not unreasonable to want to assert love being a theme with arakawa- if not a detriment in some way #it was arakawas intense love for akane that inadvertently fractures their family to be #it was arakawas love for masato that didnt allow him to be harder on him when he should have been and caused both their eventual downfalls #and of course- as mentioned- while not a result of arakawa's own feelings #it was ultimately jo's. //vague hand gesturing// towards arakawa that stopped him from killing him outright #yet jo's love for masato that didnt allow him to lie and go directly behind his back #so yeah love just. works against arakawa unfortunately. an especially sad thing for a troubled child #because as a troubled child that's all you ever really want isnt it- to love and to be loved without worry #so its a cruel irony in that despite arakawa's childhood and general growing-up it didnt stop him from trying to love his family #it makes me wanna throw up (depressed)#in any case i have to stay up a little longer so i can steal water for later SO im gonna be up to uhhhh idk :) Stare At My Wall

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mikareo · 6 months

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⌗ TWO SLOW DANCERS ₊ ˖ ་. gojo satoru x fem reader (1.2k)

⊹ ⠀⠀why doesn’t he love you?

contains; angst, rejection, reader just wants to be loved, gojo's kinda a dick, mitski did this to me, not proofread author's note; i'm thinking abt the guy who didn't want me rn sorry

“Can I ask you something?” you murmur, your voice nothing above a faint whisper. Fear of judgment is laced within it, something you can’t help but wish you could get rid of. “It’s going to sound ridiculous, and if you think so you can just ignore me.” He’s going to ignore you.

However, Gojo sits up straighter. His eyes are intending to focus on you. “Nothing you say is ridiculous. I’m always here to listen.” You want to believe him so badly. There’s nothing else in the world that you wish for. All you need is a confession, him reciprocating the depth of your feelings, but you know that’s impossible. If he felt the same, he wouldn’t have started seeing that girl; no matter the fact that she’s wonderful for him, amazing, and kind. If she’s so amazing, what are you doing wrong? What is it about her that you can’t compare to? You know you’d be perfect for Gojo. He’s your best friend. He’s the person who knows you better than anyone, so why is it that he doesn’t love you the same way you love him? It doesn’t make sense.

What are you doing wrong?

“...am I difficult to love?” You feel like you already know the answer. It’s a pointless question that’s been eating you up inside for years, ever since you first met and he instantly treated you as a friend when you wanted to be loved by him. “I know it’s silly, but I feel so helpless.”

Without realizing it, your words flow from your lips like a river streaming downhill. Not even the largest dam could hold in your insecurities. “I try so hard, everyday to be kind and patient and perfect; but no one seems to notice. Is there something that everyone else has that I don’t? What am I missing that makes me invisible? Why do I feel so stuck while the world keeps moving and progressing and making changes that I can’t keep up with? Why don’t you love me?”

There it is.

There’s the question that you’ve swallowed down for the past ten years of knowing Gojo Satoru…and somehow…

…it seems that he already knows the answer.

“I do love you.”

In half a second, your heart beats faster. It swells with an overwhelming pink feeling that practically causes it to burst. You almost see stars. In your imagination you’re flying through the night sky, weaving constellations together as you hold Gojo’s hand and ask him what he’s wishing on that shooting star, oh so close to you. So close, yet so far. So far, that it never reaches you; because nothing is ever as it seems. It isn’t a wish racing your way, it’s a meteorite. A meteor thats target is the home in your heart that you’ve made so lovingly for your best friend. The flaming rock finds your weakest point and begins to wither it away into nothing but hopeless shreds of dreams. In a half a second, you’re on the top of the world. In a half a second, your world is destroyed.

“I just don’t love you in the way you want me to.”

You’re a fool. You knew this was coming.

“I can’t imagine my life without you.” Shut up. Why can’t he just shut up? You don’t need these filler words, these empty statements that he’s only saying to make you feel better about your worthless self. “You’re such an important part of my everyday.” Shut up!

It’s so hard to hold in the tears. Your dam already burst— but instead of a river, it seems that you’ve got an ocean of feelings. This ocean is polluted, though. It’s littered in trash and oil, after years of wanting something that was never yours. Other men have thrown their waste in your waters and Gojo’s always been the one to clean it up. He’s always made you laugh…made you smile…made you believe that everything is going to be okay as long as you trust him. Now, you’ve made the mistake of trusting him with your heart; when he’s never cared if it shatters.

“Please don’t say those things to me.” It’s pathetic, the whimper shaking from the tip of your tongue. “I shouldn’t have said anything. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Gojo isn’t even replying to you. He’s simply staring with the most pitiful look in his eyes, as if you’re a dying animal that he’s just shot with a rifle. How do you make him stop looking at you like that? You’re better than this! Just suck it up and smile!

Somehow, you find yourself laughing. “Don’t worry about it, Satoru. I’ll be fine, it’s just a silly little crush.” You’re lying.

It’s so obvious you’re lying.

He’s never been a crush. If he was a fleeting crush, then you wouldn’t spend your nights thinking of how you made him smile earlier in the day. You wouldn’t know his favorite place, song, and movie at the top of your head. You wouldn’t imagine his face whenever you picture your wedding day— at the end of the aisle, smiling at you with tears in his eyes. If he was just a little crush, it wouldn’t feel like your entire world is ending.

“I know you’ve liked me, it’s a little obvious.” He shrugs. “I just assumed you’d get over it?”

He knew? He’s known all this time?

There’s a war raging between your heart and your mind. It’s a battlefield with logic on one side and love on the other. The rational part of you knows that he can’t help his feelings. He can’t force himself to reciprocate something that he’s never felt before. That’s unfair to him, and you can’t make him love you…

…but the other half of you can’t accept that.

After all these years of waiting for him. Years and years of watching your closest friends find love, be loved, and experience all of the firsts that you’ve always wanted to experience with him by your side. He doesn’t love you. You’ve known Gojo Satoru since you were ten years old. You’re twenty now and still so delusional that you believe he can feel the same way. Why can’t he, though? Gojo knows you from front to back. If there’s anyone in the world who could write an encyclopedia titled with your name, it’s him; and he still doesn’t love you. You’re the person who’s been there for him through countless breakups and temper tantrums. You’re the one who he trusts most in this world, yet he will never…ever…want you back.

Someone is writing the story of the world. Someone is tying the strings of fate, the line of destiny, or whatever you want to call it; and that someone isn’t on your side. They never have been and they never will be…

…at least not in the case of Gojo Satoru.

“I’ll try my best.” A phony smile graces your face and you’re now realizing that he’s never once called you beautiful. Yet, you still want him. Perhaps it’s human nature to wish for the things that are terrible for you. “You don’t have to worry about me, Satoru. I’ll be fine.”

Yeah, maybe in ten years.

“I’ll be able to forget about this.”

You don’t think you will.

“I didn’t mean to inconvenience you.”

Your feelings are an inconvenience.

“It’s nothing.”

It was love.

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princessbrunette · 2 months

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pope lets you know when he’s proud of you. he understands the importance of using his words to communicate how he feels especially as you’re such a quiet overthinker. it goes without saying that you like the praise, makes you all warm and gushy inside, and it hits even better when your boyfriend is such a calm and nurturing individual.

if you’re really doubting yourself, sometimes the words don’t stick — and pope watches you get that look in those big doe eyes of yours. the look of uncertainty, like you don’t quite believe the words coming out of his mouth.

when you get like this, there’s an easy fix. he’d studied you, truly — and he’d written all about his quick fixes in his notes app ‘girlfriend handbook’. he came to understand that sometimes you need to get out of your head for a while, come undone, feel good. being pleasured by pope was a reminder of who was in charge, a weight off your shoulders.

you stand timidly at the foot of the bed, watching the way pope gets comfy against the headboard, sat up with his legs spread enough to fit a girlfriend sized shape between them. “you wanna come over here?” he’s calm, kind, smiling to let you know it was okay. he really did treat you like a baby deer sometimes, one wrong move and you’d spook, jetting in the other direction.

once you’re laying back against his chest, releasing an anxiety riddled shaky breath— he rubs the goosebumps on your arms, lowering his lips to speak into your ear quietly. “so… i got you a toy.” he lilts positively, keeping things light to ease you. you feel him shuffle beneath you, digging into his pocket before pulling out a small pale pink bullet, the on button a heart shape in the centre.

“wha’s that, pope?” you slur a little, already feeling yourself slipping into that warm and forgetful headspace.

“its something thats gonna make you feel real good. here, wanna hold it?” he presses it into the palm of your waiting hand, watching you calmly from the side with a patient smile as you turn the small vibrator between your fingers, letting out a surprised giggle when you press the on switch, letting it vibrate in your hand, the vibration tickling your palm. “oh?” he chuckles and you switch it off, turning to look at him with a sweet and hopeful expression.

the corners of his lips are turned up as he looks back at you. “yeah? you want some help using that?”

“yes please, pope.”

he lifts your dress gently, folding it up to your stomach before tucking his thumbs into the waistband of your panties and dragging them down. “love hearing you use those manners pretty girl, good job okay?” he coo’s, and you lift your hips to help him free your underwear. once they’re off, he rubs at your thighs — the soft silicone of the toy dragging against your skin lightly.

“i really think you just need to turn that brain off for a while and you’ll feel all better.”

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#pope heyward prompt #deer!reader

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