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thegnomelord · 5 months

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heyo!!! here for the prompt game!!!!

can i have 19 with monster au ghost and soap (make em trans if ya can).... reader is male and a top/dom and he's an older dragon hybrid so he has a bit of a dad bod and is a little insecure about his looks and also his age affecting his performance (two lizard pp) i want the boys to comfort their dilf

Ngl this took me so long to do as I just couldn't figure out how to write it 😅 Play the game HERE.

Prompt: Becoming self conscious after the clothes come off

CW:NSFW, monster 141 au, FTM wraith Ghost, FTM werewolf Soap, M!dragon reader, afab language, double dick, oral, double penetration, body worship,

Dragons only stop growing when something kills them and you're old enough to have shed blood on Jerusalem's walls; you know how you look — fat widening your frame and hiding the sharp musculature you possessed, old age muddling fogging the gemstone like shine of your scales until they look like low quality stones, wing membranes dotted with holes and broken horns capped with gold and iron again and again and again throughout the ages.

You watch Ghost and Soap disrobe after a long day of running drills, Simon periodically giving one word answers to Johnny's insistent but welcome chatter as he helps Soap take off his gear after he'd sprained his back. It's domestically calming, watching your boys—your hoard— take care of each other, Soap's eyes settling on yours as he licks his lips; dread stabs your ancient heart. It picks a new spear morning you wake to find them huddling next to you when you expected them to be long gone, sharpening it throughout the day until you find yourself back in your bedroom with them so dark dread can stab your heart once again.

How can you even call them yours?

You're not dumb. You know no partner deserves to doubt their own abilities when you fail to become hard immediately like they do, hairpin triggers that they are. Nor do they deserve to be left needy and wet, bodies rearing to go again quickly while exhaustion claws at your eyelids after just one orgasm; curse your draconic blood for turning more than just your body lazy as the years go by.

You're so deep in your head you don't notice them until four hands grip you and before you know it you're being flung onto the bed. You land with all the grace of a mountain, the bed's groaning under your weight not helping to stop the thoughts in your head. They're on you like wolves, straddling your thighs as if mortal men can pin a dragon down.

"Now whaet's gotten yer tail in'a twist?" Soap asks, greedy hands sliding beneath your shirt to trace the swell of your firm stomach. Your heart preens at his touch before your mind can remind you that in society's vain eyes-their eyes- you're less, just bragging rights, a notch on the bedpost.

"I'm fine." You growl, pulling Johnny's hands out beneath your shirt. He looks defeated like a child deprived of a toy, though your sharp senses pick up a spike of arousal.

"Sure," Ghost's sharp eyes track your every movement, blackened hand gripping your forearm, claws tracing the place were muddy scales melt into human skin. Even completely nude atop your thigh his form strikes a sharp image compared to you. "What, did you get a shite tatt while we weren't lookin'?"

"Is it a tramp stamp?" Johnny perks up at that, a low sound coming from him and his thighs clench around your own, slick dampening your skin. "No, no, a dick tatt." And suddenly his hand's at your groin, fondling the smooth surface of your pelvis over your boxers in an attempt to coax your cocks out of your genital slit. It doesn't work, like usual.

"Fuck's sake," You growl and grab his arm, trying to ignore the swell of your heart when your rough action makes Johnny's arousal spike. "I'm fine, really."

"Mhm, and I'm the Queen." Ghost snorts, using your temporary distraction to lean in and lick a long stripe up the side your neck, nibbling on your ear until a treacherous rumbling purr leaves your chest. Your body doesn't care of the shit going on in your head, only recognizes the sweet arousal of your hoard and the soft touch they leave on your body, rough hands sliding across your skin and feeling the hard muscles beneath the fat.

"More of a princess, sure 'r bossy like one." Johnny pipes up and ducks to escape a swat over the back of the head from Ghost, unperturbed by your grip of his arm Johnny slides his other hand down your front, sharp claws shredding your shirt before you can stop him. "What's wrong bonnie? Not 'nough that this handsome knight comes t' lay yea?"

You suck in a sharp breath, eyes closing to escape their gaze, "I just-" You breathe out, "-just don't know what you see in me."

Silence follows your words and you're sure the next moment they'll get off and this thing you had will just be over. Then a hand grips your hair, your eyes falling open just in time to catch Simon's before he roughly kisses you. Soap is close behind, tail wagging rapidly as he licks the side of your lip and taking Simon's place when you seperate.

"How about we show you, yeah?" Simon growls, briefly groping the firm swell of your abdomen then sliding his hand down to cut your boxers away with his claws, leaving you as bare as they are. Ghost's clever fingers sneak down further to slide across your genital slit, sharp claws tenderly scratching the smooth scales around it and fingers spreading it open, thumb rubbing the head of one cock as it's starting to peek out.

"Not going tae stop us will yae?" Johnny's hands wander over your exposed chest, roughly groping your fat pecs as you both groan into the kiss. "Cause ah been wantin' to do this for a while," Then he pulls his head back and pushes it between your pecs, a low sound escaping him as he shakes his head.

A surprised laugh leaves you as you realize Soap's fucking motorboarding you, nipping and kissing your fat chest. His touch makes fire burn in your stomach, the way both of their hands roam across the wide expanse of your body making goosebumps pop up on your skin.

"Way to ruin the mood mutt," Simon chuckles alongside you, then his eyes go down. "Oh, like us being sweet on you, huh?" He smirks, fingers wrapping around your cock as you only now realize you've gotten hard, "Want us to keep going?" The sharp scent of their arousal is impossible to miss, only making both of your cocks just that much harder.

"Yeah," You breathe out, letting them maneuver you however they want. You end up flat on your back with Ghost stradling your face, cunt leaking slick down on your face. Soap's between your legs with his plump lips already latched on your lower cock, sucking and licking your cock like it's a popsicle.

"Fuck-" Simon yelps when you follow Soap's lead and pull Ghost down firmly on your face, your obscenely long tongue sliding out to lick a fat stripe across his folds. "-just like that. Shit, you take such good care of us." Ghost groans, his voice stroking that draconic need to guard your hoard and making you worm your tongue inside him. The sudden intrusion of your tongue inside his fluttering walls makes him double over you, but soon after you feel him latch on to your second cock.

Even with all your senses consumed by them you still catch the slight whine in Johnny's chest, already imagining him roughly fingering himself as he sucks you off and watches Simon's eyes grow bleary every time you twist your tongue to hit that special spot inside him. Without thinking you slide your tail between Soap's legs, mind flooding with endorphins at Soap's pleased groan around your cock before he's roughly grinding against your tail, cunt wetly pulsing and drawing more sounds from him each time his clit scraps against your scales.

You don't know how long you float in a fog of pleasure, Simon's sweet slick flooding your mouth, skin feeling hot like magma from their hands wandering and groping your flesh like you're some god, mind buzzing from the sound of their collective pleasure and the sweet tight heat of their mouths on your cocks. At some point you become aware of the orgasm steadily encroaching towards you and you'll be damned if you cum before them.

Giving Simon's sweet cunt a final lewd 'slurp' you pull your tongue back, jaw and throat covered in his fluids. Ghost slumps against you, breathing hard while still continuing to suck you off, his eyes meeting Soap's while the Scott desperately humps your tail and whines because it's not enough.

"On the bed." You growl, low and possessive, your strength still surpassing them as you maneuver them. Simon ends up on his back with Johnny pressed up on top of him, both bodies flush with heat and sweaty.

"Fuck, bonnie-" Johnny sucks in a sharp breath and grinds his hips against Simon, biting his shoulder and groaning as the motion makes their cunts rub together, mingling their slick. "Come on, fuck me-us, just-"

"I know," You chuckle, wings subconsciously spreading out to show how big you are, how strong, how you can take care of them. "Need me to fuck you boys good and hard huh?" You let out a low rumbling growl, draping your body over theirs and not holding back so they can feel your weight. You don't miss how their scents sharpen with more arousal.

"Stop talking," Simon growls, brown eyes meeting yours and urging you to press your slick cockheads against their wet holes, each cock almost tailored just for them. Simon groans as you slide in, your first cock not as long as your second one but fat and Simon relishes the burn as you spread him to his limit.

"Shite," Johnny grinds his hips back to meet yours and whimpers when your cock head brushes his cervix, both of their bellies bulging from you being inside them. "God, fockin' love you for this,"

Another small laugh escapes you, "Love you too," making a few short pumps of your hips to get them acclimated to the stretch of you inside them you start making deeper thrusts. "Love you both so much," Your confession is honest from the deepest part of your heart, a deep draconic groan leaving your lips at the way they clench so wonderfully around you.

You see Ghost open his mouth but words escape him as your cock saws into him, all the bumps and ridges on your shaft scraping their soft walls until they're both shaking, soft little moans and deep growls leaving them. You pick up the pace, sharp had thrusts into their pliant bodies making the bed smack against the wall.

You fuck them hard and fast until they're shaking with an orgasm but you don't stop, teeth bared as if to scare off your own pleasure so you can fuck them over and over and over again.

#Gnome's prompt game #cod mw2 #x reader #gnome correspondence #top male reader #male reader #john soap mactavish #ftm character #ftm sub #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x male reader #john soap mactavish x male reader #john soap mactavish x reader #sub john soap mactavish #sub simon riley

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mysteriousmaninthesmoke · 1 month

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Next - Latest

SOOOOO..... I have been seeing animal HRT show up on Twitter a lot in the trans community because of @ayviedoesthings little dragon comic so I thought "Hey why don't I join the fun." But there are two problems.

I'm a straight cis mostly white guy and

I AM HORRIBLE AT DRAWING ANYTHING THAT IS NOT A ROBOT!

SO I DECIDED! ah to hell with it I never cared about my masculinity, I am a being of ADHD, autism, OCD, AND CHAOS! FATE GAVE ME A MALE FORM TO EXIST IN!! I WOULDN'T GIVE A FLYING FLIP IF TOMORROW IT GAVE ME A FEMALE ONE!!! and also I'll just do it in a written story. but I am not doing someone going through the whole HRT process. 1. because I would probably be very grim describing it and 2. my brain won't stop thinking about what would happen if the military had access to a drug that would turn their soldiers into animal soldiers. SO HERE IS

PROJECT CHIMERA

Part 1

General Samuel grumbled as he rode the elevator down. If it was up to him he would have never approved this project. If it was up to him he would have never tested this on former soldiers. If it was up to him he would have gone with the doctor with the German-sounding name instead of putting the cryptic scientist who somehow knew about the project and contacted the government about being in charge. And if it was up to him he would have never would have never put himself as the one to be reviewing this project. As the elevator stopped and the doors opened Sam saw a man in a lab coat waiting for him. "Ah, General. So nice of you to visit us." said the man. Sam assumed this was the scientist. Doctor Thánatos. "Come in, Come in. I got something big I want to show you." The scientist turned around and quickly walked down the hallway. As Sam walked down the hall with the scientist, he noticed big cells to his sides with humanoid beasts in them with the names of the occupants by the cell, one of whom he recognized. Sergeant Thorn, one of the best hand-to-hand fighters he knew, before she lost her legs and an arm in an explosion. But now it looks like she was more than a fighter, she was a beast. Not only were her legs and her arm back, but she now sported green scales and a long tail. She resembled a female version of the villain the lizard. Suddenly Thorn jumped towards him, causing him to step back. her claws struck the reinforced glass wall that divided them. She let out a guttural laugh. "Ah, it's nice to see a familiar tasty face." She said licking her teeth "What's wrong soldier. Don't you know time changes people?" Sam was shocked. This was not the Thorn he knew he knew. She was tough, but she would always rather make friends than start a fight. "What's wrong captain. Not happy to see old friends captain." Said a voice behind him. Sam quickly turned around and saw in front of him a creature with dark black feathers covering its body, razor-sharp claws for feet and hands, and giant black-as-night wings sprouting from its back. "Oh sorry is it General now?" It said from a sharp-beaked mouth. Sam turned to look at the nameplate. Pilot O'hares. Sam knew him. One of his old drink buddies. He had heard that he quit the Air Force when he crashed his favorite jet, one he had gone on so many missions with, saying he would never fly again. "Ah, Ignore them. They aren't important right now." Sam turned to the scientist who was at the end of the hall by a big metal door. He was about to question what he did to his old friends when he noticed something. Three empty cells, one of them having more dust than the other. Doctor Harris, Private Gorgonzola, and Private Tompson. "I got some questions for you egg head. Why the hell are these people in cells, Why the hell are three of them empty, AND WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO THEM!" The General yelled angrily "I was told they would look more human like this far into the project and not like animals. They also shouldn't be acting like ones too." The scientist only let out a laugh. "Oh I will answer the first and third questions but I will only answer the second once you see what's behind these doors. Now the cells are for ours and also for their safety. The normal drug that excuse of a doctor is selling is quite too slow, so with some modifications, I was able to speed it up, though it does seem to increase a person's animalistic instincts. Still, I see that as an improvement. My version is much more suited for the battlefield." The scientist pressed some buttons on a keypad and the metal door opened. "Now let me show you my personal project."

This is part 1 and part 2 will be out soon

#animal hrt #bird person #lizard person

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hedgehog-moss · 2 years

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i absolutely loved your recent explanation of french to english and english to french translations! sometimes, i read a book translated into english and you can just tell with the way sentences are traslated that they were written in another language first e.g. 'praising the portentous architecture of the sky with trite formulas' from elena ferrante's book (trans from italian).

not diminishing native english writers but that sentence stood out to me as like "oh okay, i dont know if a native english writer would have written that but, from my understanding of italian, that's been directly translated", it was very interesting if you understand what i'm trying to say. thank you.

You my friend are a sourceist ! :) As we call people who enjoy “feeling” another language right underneath the surface of a translation.

There’s a whole rivalry between translators who favour “sourcières” vs. “ciblistes” translations (as we say in French). Literally it’s sourceist vs. targetist, but English prefers verbs so I think you’d call it foreignising vs. domesticating translations. Basically it’s whether you prioritise the source language (preserving as much of its specificities as possible, even if it means “foreignising” your own language a little, writing in a way that will feel a bit unnatural to your reader) or prioritise the target language (“domesticating” the original text to make it more familiar to your reader, like when American publishing houses re-publish British books and change “Mum” to “Mom”). It’s often simplified as, are you more loyal to the author you’re translating, or to the reader you’re translating for. Most translators will say you need to find the right balance between the two extremes (but most translators are secretly targetists) (that’s my impression anyway.)

Both methods can lead to awful translations when you go too far in one direction—I remember making a post a couple of years ago about a translated book I was reading that was set in Kazakhstan, in which a character (who was supposed to be speaking Kazakh in the context of the story) said “We can’t invite every Tom, Dick and Harry.” That’s domestication gone too far—it was so jarring and nonsensical in a setting where all the characters had names like Kazangap and Sabitzhan!

But foreignising can also go too far—it’s difficult to do it well because you need to make sure the foreign phrases, concepts or connotations you preserve don’t clash with your own language’s concepts or connotations (or writing style preferences). It happens infuriatingly often in French books translated from US English that the translator keeps the word “college” to mean “university”. I don’t know why this stupid mistake is so common, they’ve got to be doing it on purpose, do they think it makes the book feel more American? But it just confuses the reader because collège in France is middle school. The word already exists!!! and it brings to mind 11-14 year-old kids so it’s really jarring and takes you out of the story when you need to remember every time that the “collège” students here are older teenagers. There are times when calquing foreign words or phrases in your translation is a bold, interesting choice—but not when it removes something (meaning, clarity, connotations) from your language.

It does work when it adds something—novelty or poetry or a connotation that tells you something about another culture without clashing with your own. Like in your example, if you calque an interesting turn of phrase that feels natural in one language and less so in another (but more poetic, intriguing, etc), then your language gains something. I like when translators do this with terms of endearment, like preserving “my little lizard” or w/e instead of replacing it with kitten or your cultural equivalent—if I’m reading a book set in another culture, I’m delighted to learn what silly things people in that culture call their kids or SOs. But it doesn’t work if it removes something from your language—for example if a character in a French novel calls a boy a term of endearment that’s masculine in French but feminine in Spanish, better change it to something else so you don’t confuse the Spanish reader / make them wonder if the boy is being teased or what—you’re asking them to remove meaning / connotations from their language to replace them with something else and the clash just takes you out of the story.

So it’s always a balancing act between your love and respect for the original language / culture / author’s writing style, and your duty to the reader, who needs something familiar enough to be intelligible and pleasant to read. (But at a certain point domesticating your translation too much suggests a lack of respect for your reader’s ability to handle unfamiliar concepts and their curiosity about other cultures.)

I remember reading an article by a translator of, I think, Uyghur, who wanted to keep the phrase “like a third-day moon” to describe a finely curved eyebrow. That's a foreignising translation if your culture isn’t familiar with the lunar calendar and the typical reader is clueless about what the moon looks like on the third day of the lunar month—but if they can guess from context that it’s a delicate eyebrow, it’s not the jarring sort of foreignising that takes you out of the story because you can’t figure out the connotation or it makes no sense in your language; it’s the kind that makes you go “oh, interesting phrasing” and might teach you something (but in a subtle way!) about the kind of culture that would use it. It’s one of the joys of reading translated literature, to discover details of another culture almost without noticing, without having them explained to you in so many words. You’re just absorbing them by osmosis by being immersed in a story in which the translator managed to preserve the right kind & the right amount of surprising little turns of phrase.

#ask #language tag #i loved your ask; it gave me food for thought!#ou de la nourriture pour mes pensées comme qui dirait

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olivers-cocoapuffs · 1 year

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Evan Rosier Headcanons

He’s always cold, and always has a jumper in his bag

His middle name is Louis

He and Pandora are identical twins (she’s trans)

he’s incapable of growing facial hair

he has a bee tattooed on his right middle finger

He’s basically a cosmetics doll (they practice make up and nails on him)

can’t stand in ear head phones so always uses over ear ones

Gay and Asexual

He’s the quietest skittle in public

he always passes notes in class

he’s the only person who can get Barty under control (although he mostly just eggs him on)

speaks French fluently (like Dora)

he’s the tallest skittle & rests his arm on his friends heads/ shoulders

left handed

anxious

tongue piercing

needs reading glasses

needed a night light until he was 14

When he’s lying he taps his fingers against his leg

he pierced Dorcas’ nose

he plays Chaser

he makes it a point to taunt James on the quidditch pitch when they play against eachother

he doesn’t like coffee but he likes coffee ice cream

he gets a frilled neck lizard (names it Frilly)

he always has Bertie bots in his bag and no one really knows why (including him)

he (lovingly) refers to Barty as “wanker”

he’s good with kids but doesn’t like them

he’s an artist and doodles on his work (he also helps his friends design a lot of their tattoos)

#I may or may not have gotten a lil bit carried away #Him and Pandora are identical twins but Pandora is trans #Also yes the Bee is for Barty #The marauders #slytherin skittles #dead gay wizards #marauders headcanons #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #regulus black #dorcas meadowes #pandora rosier #rosekiller

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punkclownfreak · 1 month

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my favorite one piece outfits and why: non straw hats edition (part 1 ? there might be more ?!)

law

i love this fluffy coat with his orange symbol, it’s such a slay. this is in early dressrosa + the filler right before it. he’s so cute eating his onigiri, i love this outfit.

buggy

it’s impel down. it’s so simple yet so perfect. i love him so much, and his ponytail looks amazing. he’s so real. what a king.

smoker

he. this arc is actually insane for him. punk hazard made me want this man SO BAD. but anyways, in regards to the outfit, it’s a slay. the open shirt, slay. the four cigars, slay. less is more, he used to have way too many damn cigars.

crocodile

what a king. his marineford outfit is so good, impel down and marineford were the first time i realized why people think he’s so hot. trans king. his off the shoulder coat and green scarf are everything.

vivi

i don’t remember if this was the end of alabasta or what, but she looks so pretty in this outfit !! her body jewelry, her earrings, the flower !! pink is also just such a cute color on her.

kidd

this is in sabaody, and though so far where i am in one piece (beginning of dressrosa) his outfit is pretty consistent, he doesn’t always wear the blue sash, which i really like !! i love his weird lizard lookin pants and his spiky jacket.

tashigi

punk hazard tashigi !! i love her light pink coat and her cute lil floral shirt !! also special shout out to tashigi in smoker’s body, she looks so baby girl it’s insane.

ace

GREASY ACE GREASY ACE !! i love him. though i prefer ace shirtless like the iconic slut he is, outfit wise, this one was pretty good. he had his cool lil flame details n everything, which is always a slay.

perona

okay so a lot of people prefer her post timeskip outfit, but i love this one !! it’s so avril lavigne scenemo coded, i adore her so much !! and her eyes !! so creepy-cute !!

koby

my boyyyy !! you can’t really see it well in this, but it’s just your everyday marine fit. i love his bandana and glasses and overall it’s just so cute, i love him.

#one piece #one piece posting #op koby #perona #portgas d ace #tashigi #captain kidd #nefertari vivi #sir crocodile #one piece smoker #buggy #trafalgar d water law

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kittenintheden · 2 months

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okay listen I'm so tired lol

I am a fandom old. I've been around the freaking block like eight dozen times. I'm at the point in my life where I enjoy media because it's FUN and ENRICHING for me personally, rather than something I base my identity on. I adore the community that happens in fan spaces (mostly).

here is why I never trust an anon that's clearly just being a dick: I've been in way to many scenarios where people who aren't even invested in the thing just think it's so fucking funny to watch segments of a community fight with each other. it tickles some part of their lizard brain. their mom never taught them not to be an asshole to strangers. idk.

there's a political term that you may or may not be familiar with called astroturfing. it's frequently used in marketing and politics to falsely create the image of vast public support for something that doesn't actually have all that much natural support. for example, people who don't especially have strong feelings about trans issues being encouraged/paid/instructed to respond to any and all trans support a certain way. responding to blogs, sending letters to the editor, posting on message boards, etc. their goal is to create a broad public perception that most people are anti-trans (untrue).

and it works. entire fucking laws and legislation and protests and fearmongering come out of that shit. people make up FAKE PROBLEMS (cis men dressing up like women to go be pervy in public bathrooms???) and spread the word via bad actors and controlling the public discourse. the media conglomerate that gamed Facebook to disproportionately support asshole authoritarian alt-right clowns and got them elected was EXCELLENT at it.

a similar thing can happen in fandom, ESPECIALLY when that fandom is a haven for women, POC, queer folk, and other minorities. you guys might remember GamerGate and SadPuppies? yeah all those fuckers are still active and still purposely being shitty at every given opportunity because they think it's funny to make the "libs" fight amongst themselves.

look up #yourslipisshowing if you're not familiar. it was a movement by Black Twitter (specifically Black WOMAN Twitter) to expose bad actors who would create accounts posing as Black woman activists, learn the surface-level terminology, and just purposely cause discord in leftist spaces under the ever-familiar activist method of "being morally pure is a thing that can exist."

anyway: any time I get an ask or comment without a name attached that is very obviously intended to poke me in a sore spot, I delete that shit and assume it's some fucker trying to start fan drama for kicks. even if I'm wrong, I still don't need to feed into that shit. this is my fun, happy space. I'm an activist and do activist shit and get angry at the world in real life, I don't need it in my little fandom corner of the internet too.

which is not to say that shitty fans and shitty fandom takes don't really exist. they very much do. but I don't give them much air unless there's an actual name attached. and even THEN it can be hit or miss because people can and do create fake accounts if they're especially dedicated to being a shithead.

so: if you're minding your business and some goober comes into your ask box with shit that's clearly intended to push a button, give it like 24 hours to cool down and decide if it's actually worth it to respond. for me, most of the time I determine that it's not.

don't get me wrong. calling out bad behavior in fandom IS IMPORTANT and SHOULD BE DONE. I just also think it's important to try and find the joy and camaraderie in these spaces as much as possible and that people who try to disrupt that for jollies suck real bad and give a disproportionate perception of "what X fans are like."

in summary, my philosophy is be the best person you can be, be as kind as is warranted, focus on the parts of your fandom that make you happiest, and carry a big stick for when the jerks won't take a hint.

also like. shitting on other characters to prop up your fave is such a freaking middle school move. are you in middle school? if so, I'm sorry. if not, I'm still sorry, but for a different reason.

#bg3 discussion #bg3 discourse #fandom bs #fandom discourse #kitten rambles #more fun less raaah

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boyakishantriage · 10 months

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I looked up at the delegate for the countries, a large. Tall thing alien man with a spear on his back and a passive face.

"what's with the stick?"

He looked down at me, eyes narrowed to look down at me. My team staring horrified as I calmly looked up at him.

I'd been assigned as a delegate for humanity. Mostly because the war delegate wanted a war so they sent me. A moron from backwater Perth. Problem was I was very good at pissing people off. Specifically, getting people to crack and break down laughing.

"my xre?"

"no, the stick."

"..." He held the gaze with his coworker, a pink bipedal lizard woman. Who shrugged, the aquatic lizard unsure.

"It's called a xre."

"it's a stabby stick."

"..." He held his mouth open, attempting to correct her before it clicked.

"this isn't about it."

"no, it very much is about it. Is it more ceremonial?"

"... How did you even-"

"is that a yes or no?"

"yes. But how-"

"I guessed."

"..."

"oh alright. The stabby stick looked too... Refined."

The hall by now had long since moved to watch the conversation, the woman seeming not to notice the tension as the man thought.

"also you look trans."

"... Excuse me?"

"transexual. It's a thing where-"

"I am well aware of your culture's... But how-"

"you walk like a cunt."

"... Excuse me?"

"You walk with a swagger of "I'm a bad bitch. And I know it!" What the fuck do you think??"

"... ???"

"that's what I mean by cunt."

The negotiations went surprisingly smooth after that, aliens highly confused by the blunt woman as she cracked jokes and asked obvious questions.

"ok. I hear you. But this is our planet and I don't think. Uhhhh. Texas, Texas isn't gonna let go of it's guns."

"... Texas?"

"pfbpfbpfbt. So y'know the UEN right?"

"the organisation of earth yes."

"well it's composed of countries."

"and Texas..."

"I wasn't done. Now one of those countries is. Uhh. United states of America. And it's made up os states and one of those is Texas."

"... I fail to see-"

"now Texas is. At minimum. Is a day and a half trip long. Walking. "

"..."

"ok. So. In layman's terms Texas might start a war with all y'all because they don't wanna lose their firearms. And also we're kinda paranoid about y'all invading us. So."

"that went well."

"I know right? I'm surprised y'all didn't throw me out into space ages ago."

"Ah. Alright. Speaking of which..."

"send the most open minded."

"pardon?"

"you're gonna send researchers, send your most open minded. Ooh. Send the most bigoted ones."

"I- how do you even-"

"know? Easy. You're an open book."

#tag #Triage #humans are space orcs

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excavatinglizard · 2 years

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Lizard’s Queer Space Opera Collection

What time is it? It’s ✨ lizard talks about queer sci-fi ✨ time

My family don’t understand how much joy I get from queer stories, and none of my close friend really read space operas (at least not with the same voracity that I do), so I’m appearing here to pass my knowledge on to you, the void that is my blog.

I read a lot of space operas, and I’ve had the incredible luck that the last handful I’ve picked up have been joyfully queer (or maybe we’re just seeing a shift in the sci-fi publishing world. I love it.). This isn’t a comprehensive list or anything, and this isn’t limited to pure space operas, but they are some of my favorites. Hope I can convince some of you to read a couple (and if you do or have read any, please come and shout at me! I want to talk about them! Always!)

I originally wrote these out for my Instagram, and I can’t really be bothered to retype it all so below the cut are my quick descriptions/thoughts on each of the books, but I’ll chuck the list here too

The Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula Le Guin

Machine, Elizabeth Bear

Ancillary Justice, Ann Leckie

Winter’s Orbit, Everina Maxwell

The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet, Becky Chambers

A Matter Of Oaths, Helen S. Wright

A Memory Called Empire, Arkady Martine

The Collapsing Empire, John Scalzi

These are just books that I’ve read in the last year or so, and if you have any more recs please tell me!

A couple additions that didn't make it to Instagram:

If you like graphic novels, please give On a Sunbeam by Tillie Walden a shot, it's really lovely and quiet and feels like a big warm space hug.

Her Body and Other Parties by Carmen Maria Machado is a collection of horror short stories, some of which border on scifi, which is why it didn't make it into the main list, but I highly recommend it. My copy was given to me by the lovely @markcampbells

I Sexually Identify as an Attack Helicopter has a bit of a history due to its presentation of gender, and the author actually asked for it to be removed from the Clarkesworld magazine due to the hate comments she was receiving. Still, if you can find it I highly recommend it, as it is genuinely very good.

The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer is. Wow it sure is a book that emotionally damaged me. It's about two boys (men? they're 17 but it doesn't feel like a YA book, except int he good ways) who are on a spaceship heading out to Titan to attempt a rescue mission on Earth's first extraterrestrial colony. There are a lot of feels and ouch.

The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August, by Claire North. This book isn't a space opera, but it is somewhat sci-fi? anyway, Harry August is one of my favourite books of all time, and it explores a man trapped in what is almost a timeloop, except that time-loop is his whole life. each time he dies he's reborn right back where he started, and it's only through his and the other people like him's actions that the world is ever changed in each repeat.

The Culture series, Iain M Banks. I put this one on the list with a good bit of trepidation and the warning of: these books were written by a (supposedly) cishet white man, and almost all of his protagonists are…nearly cishet white men (with a couple women thrown in in later books). The same can not be said for literally every other character, who are almost entirely trans and bisexual. These books really gave me my love for space operas and if you're a fan of the genre I recommend. Also, the AIs here are amazing. Let us not forget the Ship "Mistake Not My Current State Of Joshing Gentle Peevishness For The Awesome And Terrible Majesty Of The Towering Seas Of Ire That Are Themselves The Mere Milquetoast Shallows Fringing My Vast Oceans Of Wrath". They're great.

(I’m also going to add, I would not recommend his normal fiction. I’ve read two, The Wasp Factory which kind of scarred and disturbed me, and Transitions which was just plain bad. Maybe I picked a bad selection, but I can only in good conscience recommend his sci-fi.)

And that's it my dudes! go forth! read queer space operas!

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rollinouttahere-writes · 5 months

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You know it would be funny as hell if it turns out that Dragon took Luffy from Crocodile and gave Luffy to Garp. Hear me out so the Strays au we have Crocodile as Lizard's dad right? Well picture this after he decided to dna test himself and Lucky, Luffy also took part in the test for the hell of it and the results came showing that he and Crocodile are son and maternal father. And everyone freaks out and Lucky's dna test results are forgotten (and destroyed by Lizard) and Garp says I THOUGHT DRAGON WAS HIS FATHER. And Crocodile says HE IS I WAS A WOMAN WHEN I GAVE BIRTH TO LUFFY. And then everyone is like WHAT? And Lizard gets a horrified look at her face and asks if Doflamingo is her other father. (shes cool with her dad being trans just horrified at the thought of her other father being Doflamingo) and Crocodile tries to respond but Doflamnigo hops in and says YES I AM COME TO ME MY BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER. And then Crocodile tries to explain but faints when Luffy, Ace and Sabo starts hugging Lizard (they kicked Doflamingo away from her) and crying while saying in-between sobs that they always wanted a little sister and now they have one and they wouldn't let her get hurt. Garp is then like I guess I have a granddaughter now and laughs until Sengoku reminds him that this means three of his grandchildren are pirates while one is a rebel and then Garp gets sad and starts hugging Lizard as well begging her to change her ways and become a marine. Koby gets the thought of Lizard in marine uniform and faints.

Lucky probably passed the DNA test off to Luffy when he asked if he could do it because she didn't really care. It would come back negative either way, right?

Then it comes back positive and everyone is like wait what the fuck is Lucky actually Crocodile's kid? Her explanation that she gave the test to Luffy only furthers the confusion, as well as horrifies Lizard who is now realizing that this means Crocodile tried to kill his own son.

I kinda have a hard time believing that Crocodile would just out himself like that, he's done way too much to keep it under wraps to openly confess the second he's confronted. He'll make up some excuse that he pawned off Luffy onto Dragon because he couldn't raise him himself, which isn't entirely untrue, but still maintains his secret.

Garp is beside himself at the possibility that Luffy isn't actually related to him. Was he just imagining that him and Luffy looked similar? Is he going senile?

Lizard is aware of who her mother was and visited her grave regularly growing up, so she wouldn't be questioning her parentage that easily. Plus Crocodile would make Doflamingo choke on sand if he tried to claim Lizard as his own.

Lizard going from being an only child, to having two sisters, to now also having three brothers would be wild. She's got siblings spawning left and right.

#strays au #crocodad series #surpriseadoption #sir crocodile #garp the fist #monkey d luffy

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parageist · 6 months

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RAIN WORLD HUNTER SPOILERS

i am in tears right now. i was playing hunter in rain world just so i could get some of the exclusive unlocks but along the way i found a slugpup and i had to take it with me. their name is lavender and we did so many adventures together. we reactivated moon, swam through submerged superstructure to get her the cloak, made the perilous journey back, and then went through shaded, industrial, and chimney to get up to the wall. five pebbles didnt seem to care about a little sluppy chillin in his puppet chamber, but thanked me for helping moon and gave me some extra cycles. i was hoping i could make it to the slugtree to put lavender in a safe place but hunter cant access outer expanse :( so then i went back down the wall, across sky islands into pipeyard, down into the filtration system and then the depths, to then discover that guardians dont like slugpups ;-; i tried using some cheats to get past them but it kinda broke my game and even if i ended up in the void sea lavender wouldnt come with me :(((

so now i have one cycle left, in a horrific place (filtration), and i have a child. i cant just leave them here. im trying to maybe leave them at a scavenger merchant but i keep dying and aaaaaaaaaaaaughhhh

also when i was in pipeyard, i learned the hard way that it has the highest slugpup spawn chance, and had to go through the excitement of finding a new child to then have them die horrifically right in front of you twice! lavender made it out okay though, but even if i only had those two new pups for a few minutes, i still got attached to them and i wish i still had them :( though with all the times i enter combat, maybe its better i can have both my hands free to defend us.

i wasnt even planning on any of this. i was just gonna get to shoreline, get the leviathan unlock, and then delete the save and play some other campaign but after i found lavender i just had to keep going

i just hope lavender can life a happy life when i die the next cycle...

my little meow meow lavender :(

heres one of the pipeyard sluppies that i lost ;-; we made the trans pride flag colors together hfdkjghdfkj

and heres this green/yellow guy, a stupid lizard got him >:(

#rain world #rain world hunter #rw #rw hunter #slugpup #rain world slugpup #rain world hunter spoilers #rain world spoilers

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littledragondork · 26 days

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Greetings. I an once again rummaging around for specific lore regarding TES. (And this ask turned out longer than I was expecting so sorry about that!)

So you you know Alchemy, the trans woman from ESO? Do you happen to know if there were any specific details on how she transitioned or if it was just another detail that Bethesda added and then added basically nothing onto? When I looked her up to see if I could figure it out on my own, she just mentioned using magical means to do it, but I'm not sure if that means she used some kind of spell (probably either from the Restoration or Alteration school) or if she just brewed/had someone else brew her own HRT.

Asking because 1) I think it's a nice bit of lore to have some knowledge of and 2) because the character I made for my next College of Winterhold playthrough is trans masc and I was wondering if it would be lore accurate to say he got the Skyrim equivalent of top surgery from one of the teachers or if he just found a testosterone recipe in the library, or if I should just go with the good old fashioned (and probably unsafe but I'm not sure if there are safer materials in the time period of the game) method of using bandages as binding tape.

(Also, if the transition process did involve using some sort of spell, which teacher do you think would be capable of effectively utilizing it? My guess would be Tolfdir (because Alteration magic) or Colette Marence (because Restoration magic), but since Alchemy mentioned that apparently there are plenty of trans people in Summerset it could also be Farlada or whoever the other one was.)

Sadly I don't play enough of ESO to know how she transitioned but I really wish I did, but after reading her dialogue, It seems like she just used magic, (likely alchemical if I had to guess). Bethesda did really nothing else on it except say it's pretty common for people to be trans in Elder scrolls and not everyone would use magic or surgery to transition which is cool. The only real concrete information I could find was that the writers made it vague so people could make up their own ways for how HRT/transitioning works.

@foulserpent has a great post here about Headcanons regarding HRT in TES if you want to give it a look because they did a great job with it!! I personally refer to it when putting HRT in my own TES stories and OCs

I also have a transmasc OC, my HOK Balheim, for his top surgery I just him going to some form of medical place/person as those do exist in universe (that or he just got himself super drunk, readied a ton of super strong healing potions, and did it himself but idk if that fit's his character tbh). I also imagine it was alchemical HRT that he would drink daily and either makes himself or buys from a specific alchemist. But that's just me for my own character.

I know Argonians can use the Hist sap to transition fairly quickly and it's also super common for them to do that, love the trans Lizards! Hist says trans rights! Wish I could just lick a tree to transition but alas.

#Thank you for the ask!! don't worry about it being long it's not too bad :3 #TES #the elder scrolls #elder scrolls #tesblr #trans #trans headcanon #Fantasy HRT #elder scrolls headcanon #Elder scrolls trans headcanon #sorry if this isn't what you wanted but there really isn't much sadly

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petrixhoric · 1 year

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My personal DPS head canons

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➪ Todd is autistic, and his special interest is either in history or in bugs.

➪ Mr. Keating moved somewhere far away and never taught again.

➪ Charlie went on to talk about suicide prevention.

➪ Todd never got over Neil. Never got married or had kids either.

➪ Meeks became a chemist his work has been renowned for years.

➪ Chris didn't like Knox, so Knox kept to his word and stopped chasing her

➪ Keating grew up in the south. Idk it just feels right 😭.

➪ Charlie is anxious when high. He makes Knox hold him when he gets high, and then insists it never happened.

➪ Neil gets cold easily and has to wear a crap tone of layers.

➪ Todd is allergic to grass but rolls in it anyways.

➪ Todd and Neil both go to Keating for relationship advice, but the other doesn't know. Keating finds it very amusing.

➪ Keating has an incomprehensible fear of geese. The boys put a goose in the classroom once and he fainted.

➪ Knox can fit the most marshmallows into his mouth.

➪ Neil has eaten paper on multiple occasions.

➪ Charlie is scared of spiders. He sees one and he starts screaming, crying, throwing up, etc.

➪ Steven helps cut the boys hair. He tried to cut Keating's hair once but fucked up and they had to shave him bald.

➪ Neil snores LOUD.

➪ Good thing Todd is a heavy sleeper.

➪ Keating let's the boys use his room for DnD and helps them hide it from Nolan.

➪ Charlie woke Todd up with a air horn once and Todd cried.

➪ Todd writes a lot more poetry now, and only Keating know.

➪ Neil has cyclic vomiting syndrome and Todd helps him on his bad days.

➪ Todd and Charlie are trans masc.

➪ Keating loves mayo and banana sandwiches.

➪ Todd has never said a bad word. Ever.

➪ The school had a "no uniforms" day and Charlie came to class in a crop top and pink bootie shorts. He was given detention and the school never did a nonuniform day again.

➪ The Poet Gang all got into The Hobbit and LOTR at the same time. They also got Keating in on the hyperfixating for a while.

➪ Neil and Charlie go into the woods to catch reptiles in the spring months. Todd is terrified of the lizards they bring home, while Keating is fascinated.

➪ Keating has a VERY intricate hair and skin routine. If you bother him at the right time of night he'll answer the door with a cucumber over one eye and his face plastered with skin creams.

➪ Pitts, Charlie and Todd are insanely heavy sleepers.

➪ Neil once called Keating "Dad" and NO ONE had let him forget that.

➪ Meeks really likes DC and Pitts like Marvel. They argue over which one is better.

➪ They play truth or dare at the Indian Cave.

#todd x neil #robin williams #neil x todd #robert sean leonard #carpe diem #gerard pitts #knox overstreet #richard cameron #dps headcanons #john keating #dps fandom #dps #dead poets headcanons

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koi0boi · 7 months

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What's jrwi? uwu

Just Roll With It is an extremely powerful dnd podcast, it has two completed campaigns (well technically others to but idk about those lol) and two on-going ones

Just Roll With It; Riptide(the main campaign which is currently on-going) and its 100+ hundred episodes are all out on YouTube and Spotify for free, aswell as the first 5 episodes of Just Roll With It; Prime Defenders(which is their patreon campaign and has 2 completed seasons and will at some point get a 3rd), the first episodes of both Just Roll With It; Apotheosis & Just Roll With It; Blood in The Bayou(which are their completed campaigns which are up in their entirety on the patreon)

JRWI; Riptide follows three pirates, a green autistic fish man, a ginger with a gun, and a bastard who swears he's not gay (no one believes him)

JRWI; Prime Defenders is about 3(which turns into 4, which turns back into 3, which turns back into 4) amateur superheros, an adhd pizza gremlin who is somehow the most normal in the group, an elf with a knife, a guy who's such a loser he can't even die right, (and the 4th guy is the best girlboyperson you ever did see)

JRWI; Apotheosis is the best campaign and it has everything, pathetic men, a gender queer character, murderous robot guy, arch angel who is constantly moaning, lizards, biblically accurate androgynous gay sex, oh and they slay gods or whatever

JRWI; Blood in The Bayou is about a trans and gay nightmare blunt rotation, is also set in the 80s

#thats all im going to say because i don't want to like write you a novel lol #jrwi

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boblittlepage-blog · 1 year

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I'm Confused About Something...

A brief update for the uninitiated, which probably means everyone. Sometime back, I attempted to strike up a friendship with noted online semicelebritytype Indigo White, who you may know from her many productions of video entertainment not intended for younger viewers (do the math). Yes, I first came across her the same way most guys do (let's just say my prostate has never been healthier), but then I started watching her YouTube videos, and was very impressed with her intelligence, sense of humor, and levelheadedness. I'm very drawn to intelligence, and decided this is someone I'd actually like to know. And through chats during live streams and interactions on Twitter and Fansly, things seemed to be proceeding nicely. I'd like to think that I made it clear that I wasn't just another dweeb who'd parasocially bonded to some e-girl, that this was genuine affection for her as a person. Seeing that in writing makes it sound weird, but so be it, let's move on.

Some time ago, Indigo came out as trans, and was now a boy. Despite the change in personal pronouns to he/him, and now sporting shorter, Beatle-ish hair, nothing much was going to change content-wise, no plans for surgery or hormones (which begs the question of just how trans was Indy actually, but we'll not deal with that here, or anywhere else for now, it's largely irrelevant).

Okay, fine, I'll play along, so long Indy didn't feel the need to undergo anything permanent, (again, usually an indicator that something else is going on, not gender dysphoria), so no harm no foul.

In the meantime, I've gotten to know several detransitioners online, and heard their horror stories about how they'd been suckered into the whole gender ideology thing (which, by the way, is the creation of a very sick man, John Money, a pedophile who should be listed right alongside Joseph Mengele for the work he did directly with a couple of twin boys, both ending in suicide, but also for his sham "work" being baked into the psychiatric and medical industries before the true horror of his acts were finally made public. The result is that actual gender dysphoria, the kind where major gender reassignment surgery is the only workable treatment, has largely been pushed aside for people who are suffering from other, less serious issues, generally from some childhood trauma, like puberty in general, and turning garden variety identity crises into reasons for these sufferers, largely teenagers, who we must remember are still highly impressionable are generally stupid, to permanently wreck their biochemistry and mutilate their bodies).

So, during one live stream, I get wind of Indy trying to work up the courage to get what is euphemistically referred to as "top surgery", i.e., a double mastectomy, for no other reason than a long time hatred of them. Turns out Indy got those DD tiddies pretty much full force, virtually overnight, and besides being literally painful, anybody who's been to school between the ages of 9 to 15 can fill in the blanks of what the reaction of the other kids was. Also keep in mind that the amygdala, the lizard part of the brain that handles trauma and triggers the ol' fight-or-flight response, doesn't differentiate between actually life threatening situations and a snide comment from a 4th grade teacher at the wrong time, trauma is trauma, and can have life altering effects, especially in kids. We're generally not even aware of this happening until pointed out to us. Digging through Indy's Tumblr, apparently there's some additional trauma back there, that is triggering enough that I'm not going to even try and ask about it, but we're still talking a response to trauma. One day, it'll have to be dealt with, not just painted over with a big ol' "Congrats! You're Trans!" label. That's not therapy, that checking a box so somebody can make a boat payment. Since lives are at stake with this nonsense, I get very pissed off.

Anyway.

Back to the case at hand. I, hoping to spare Indy the kind of life wrecking pain I've seen others going through, began pushing for the alternative of breast reduction. Less invasive, faster recovery, and coming to the conclusion that, yes, Indy's tits WERE too big (5'4", 110 lbs, shouldn't be any bigger than a B, maybe closer to an A).

Enter the Affirmation Brigade, standing by and cheering Indy forward to go forth and be sliced up like a Sunday roast, to advance the cause of TRANS RIGHTS! Which I see as an attempt to validate their own sorry existences at the expense of someone else's health and well being. Well, during an engagement with one of these ghouls, things got rather heated, and more than a little ugly. I don't particularly regret anything I said, I would've preferred it didn't have to be in the form of calling out the other person as a butcher. Not because it was inaccurate (it wasn't), but because it was somewhat undignified.

Cue another set of angry DMs with Indy, demanding that I knock it off or get banned. I'd said everything I felt needed saying, so feeling no need to press the issue any further, certainly not publicly, I agreed. And things got more or less back to normal.

However, I reached out to a noted doctor who deals with the whole trans issue, and, with a couple of links, one to Indy's Twitter profile, the second to the coming-out video on YouTube, and asked for a professional opinion. Mainly, I wanted some guidance on whether I was doing the right thing by trying to be the lone voice against the affirmation chorus, trying to make the point that major invasive surgery over a personality issue is probably a very, very bad idea. Had I pushed too far, or should I stand my ground? One of the recurring themes I'd been hearing from detransitioners was that nobody ever challenged them, made them stop and think it out, WHY did they think they were trans? Could it be something else? Let's figure this out BEFORE we start lopping off perfectly healthy body parts, and see if we can find a less bloody and traumatizing solution. We live in a world where unless you blindly affirm the choice, you're a (fill in the blank). Well, sorry, but if the Emporer is walking down Broadway bloody starkers, I'm gonna say something.

Fast forward to a couple days later, this has gotten back to Indy, and the response in DM was thermonuclear. What right did I have to do this, I'm insane, etc., etc., and that was it, I'd been given too many chances already, I was banned, with the final shot being, and I quote, "Unblocking you to say one final thing. If I didn’t have the support i have and live where i do, what you did could have gotten me killed. Think about that. Fuck you."

Okay, back that up a little.

I posted a link to a PUBLIC Twitter page, with a link to a PUBLIC YouTube video (which Indy posted herself/himself TWICE, and has pinned to various other social media sites), disclosed no information, and only asked for "a professional opinion." (For the record, the only response I got back from the doctor was "Nope.") How in this, or any other reality could that endanger anybody? Did I overstep? Okay, I'll grant that. Wasn't the first time, pretty sure it won't be the last. But possibly getting Indy killed? Sorry, but I need to hear the twisted logic that comes to that conclusion, because I ain't seeing it, and I took Logic in college, I know a thing or two about false premises and the strange places they lead.

I would like to rebuild this relationship, if possible, but I'm not holding my breath. Clearly what I did incensed Indy, and it's not likely it'll be easy to walk that back. I would still like to have that explanation, though. If you're gonna throw down something like my being responsible for possible manslaughter, I think I'm at least owed that much.

Again, Indy (if you've read this far), my DMs are open, and I did give you my phone number, provided you haven't deleted the DM (doesn't seem like it, because I've still got 'em on my end). I'm ready for peace when you are.

#itsindigowhite

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