#and yet one that was still difficult to answer :'0

[violinist-rachel]

I notice you said you go to church on Sundays. Are you a Christian?

"That's one way to put it! You could go further and say I'm Catholic, but that can be a little controversial, depending on who you ask."

"If I'm honest, though, I'm not entirely sure what I am."

"I've never consistently believed in just one thing my entire life. For example, at one point, I was actually an atheist! And at another point, I was starting to lean towards Buddhism. And now, I'm currently Catholic... and I want to show everyone that I'm really trying... but..."

"......."

#anon #rachel #castle of nations #thanks for the follow up question anon! #this question is one that I've been expecting #and yet one that was still difficult to answer :'0 #sorry to bring up religion! #I won't go into it too deeply and I promise it has some relevance! #a very interesting note about rachel though #is that just like karl #there's meaning behind her name #to those of you who're curious #try giving both names a quick search #it's the entire reason why I even thought about churches in the first place #thank you for the question!

[elicathebunny]

FINALLY CLOSING THE GAP BETWEEN YOU AND YOUR HIGHEST SELF IN 2024.

You are going to STOP scrolling endlessly for self-help and advice content and you are going to STOP and apply the knowledge you have endlessly gained. Obtaining help and advice knowledge is useless if it goes through one ear and comes straight out the other. STOP becoming addicted to the idea of scrolling and scrolling for your problems yet you already have the resources to fix them. A fool is a person who cannot decide to take action despite having access to the information needed to do so.

BREAKING FREE FROM THE SCROLLING CYCLE

Learning and Applying is one thing, but Learning and Staying Stationary is literally brain rot. You're addicted to the idea of change and the end result, but you never take the steps towards discipline with a personal structure to get that result. You keep looking for quick fixes and easy hacks, but life is not a quick fix and no hack can elevate your life from 0% to 100% without visiting the rest of the numbers first.

TAKE A BREAK FROM SCROLLING

Take time away from your usual scrolling and learn to be on your own. Learn your own ways of self-care, learn what works for you and understand what you need, because nobody is the same. Following a millionaire's morning routine will not make you a millionaire. This routine has worked for someone to feel and be productive in the morning and was probably curated over the years to suit their current lifestyle. So, seeing other people's successes and comparing their working ways to your life is unrealistic if you are not in a position to implement them. Going straight from 0% (Being unproductive and procrastinating) to 100% (Being incredibly Productive and in tune with self) will not be sustainable for someone who has not built the discipline and the inner foundations required for it. STOP seeing information online and taking it without ALTERING anything to your personal situation.

STOP ASKING HOW TO AND JUST DO

"How to lose weight, How to become more social, How to do this and that"

Most of these things you ALREADY know the answer to. Everybody knows that to lose weight, you need to burn more than you consume. There is literally no other way, no magic and no secret hack, just that simple fact. I guarantee you know that to become more social you just have to be social. Learn to be comfortable in social situations which will require inner work, but it's not a difficult concept. Most of us know what we need to do, yet we still try to find quick fixes or another way that same message is presented to us differently. We act as if we are improving and developing on our "improvement" journey yet we are just finding coping ways to feel like we are moving, yet we are still in the exact same place as before. I know you know what to do, I know you have researched what you should do and ways you can do it. So why are you not doing it? Why are you still not where you want to be? If you are not where you want to be, then what you're currently doing needs to change. You cannot do the exact same thing you've been doing for years and expect a different outcome. You need to curate a routine suited to your needs that is realistic and achievable to adopt.

LEARNING TO MOVE ON YOUR OWN, STOP DEPENDING ON OTHERS TO FUEL YOUR SUCCESS JOURNEY LISTEN TO: NOBODY IS COMING TO SAVE YOU BY JULIENHIMSELF Make yourself your safe space, your foundation. When you see yourself in the mirror you should be able to tell yourself "I love you", you should be so sure in what you do that nobody else can contradict what you believe in yourself, this is the end goal of self-improvement. Many of us have put aside our goals because we "are not ready", "people may judge us" or "I need to be/achieve ___ to.." Now don't get me wrong, I'm on this journey with you. I write on this blog to teach my brain how to think in the higher mindset that I'm creating for myself. I too have thoughts like this which is why in 2024 we are going to break out of our old selves to make room for our new selves together. We have to lose ourselves to find ourselves. If you're mood and self-worth are controlled by other people's opinions, then you will never advance further with yourself and will remain stationary. You have to stop allowing other people to determine whether you are allowed to pursue your desires or if you shouldn't because of fear of rejection. Don't take life too seriously, we are only here for so much time. So what if people make fun of you? In a few years will you look back and be proud and fulfilled of your past or feel regret and disappointment? LISTEN TO: WHY YOU CARE SO MUCH BY JULIANHIMSELF + LISTEN TO: HOW TO DETACH BY VICKITA TRIVEDI

The only way to get to 0%-100% is by doing.

Embody your potential

#self worth #dream girl #that girl #self improvement #improve #self growth #self gratitude #new years #highest self

[nogacheloveka-blog]

The Bad Sanses somehow ended up in the Backrooms. №9

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This is the translation of the another post from Russian to English. I understand English, but it is very difficult for me to write in English, so I asked chat GPT to help me. I have corrected some parts, but there still may be mistakes.

I encountered an organization called "To Be Determined". It inspired me to create this drawing. In this organization, there are 6 people who trade highly nonfunctional and peculiar items. I immediately imagined it as a shop run by lost Temmies (Flowey and Bob) from different AUs within Backrooms.

I noticed that there aren't that many prepared posts about bad guys in the backrooms - maybe two or three more. A couple of weeks ago, I started a new job and haven't been drawing much.

I think these posts about bad guys will be once a week, on Saturdays.

Please wish me inspiration =)

The new rooms were similar to Level 0 in their structure. Clusters of office rooms, with and without office furniture. But now there was a pleasant addition in the form of windows. The closed door of the previous place, as before, disappeared behind them when they passed through it. Nightmer seemed calmer without the negative water supply. (Again, being able to clearly distinguish the auras of his wards was definitely pleasant)

After some wandering, Nightmare sensed another presence nearby. Within seconds, everyone heard a distant

“HOOOOY!”

This exclamation certainly wasn’t what Nightmare wished to hear, yet if these were Temmies (or something like them), then they might provide information — even though their brains seemed similar to confetti made of narcotic flakes.  At the same time, the place where the Tems might live cannot be too dangerous.

Following the sound, the group found themselves in a medium-sized office room. Soft bean bag chair (Error felt nostalgic for Antivoid) and strange objects, presumably for sale alongside an old cardboard box, occupied one corner. Something resembling Flowey danced as if trapped in an animation loop near merchandise, becoming slightly animated upon seeing customers. Two monsters dressed similarly to Temmies sat nearby. Bob stood apart, his expression frozen, suggesting he had eaten Temmie Flake.

As it turned out later, two more monsters from this group were missing, busy gathering supplies and goods for the little shop. They all seemed to come from different AUs.

Here were also computers, many of which were operational. They tried to access the Undernet and various sites. They couldn't. Instead, they entered a sort of knowledge base. A local Wikipedia or something similar. The browser already contained open tabs, but they couldn't open new ones - there was no network connection. Someone had left the browser open, he took the equipment with him. And, oh, it seemed they had found gold while looking for copper: by reading the text, they understood that the author of the notebook was making notes from this knowledge base. This was easy to understand by the style. There were about a hundred open tabs: items and entities, but mostly levels. From the amount of new information, their heads were spinning. Some levels were described in an unusual way, requiring attention to details to extract additional information. And nothing about exiting from here. There were levels-dead ends, levels-traps, but nothing about a real exit from here.

However, on the other hand, it became evident that there weren't many people in the Backrooms, and they moved individually due to the nature of how many levels was work. Almost everything here seemed to be trying to kill them. But it appeared that not even the dimension-killer could do anything against their DETERMINATION.

Temmies struggled to provide clear answers regarding humans; instead, they simply told strangers, "Temmies too pieople," and strangers treating them like quirky yet harmless folks. How could such a system work? Perhaps these humans were slightly mad. Or perhaps very tolerant towards others' differences. Either way, avoiding contact would be wise.

The presence of monsters in these places brought some comfort. The Bad Guys weren't the only ones who had a rough time. That was good. But the fact that some other monsters they encountered were distorted beyond recognition - like the Smilers - raised serious concerns. It was nerve-wracking.

While Error, Cross, and Dust were exploring the local equivalent of the internet, others used the suddenly freed-up time for themselves. For example, they tried to trade. They all had some amount of monster gold and items to exchange, which Temmies agreed to accept. Horror bought a "Strange Amulet," sweets, and some food to diversify their diet. Almond Water was certainly good, but it was getting boring, and they never tried to cook Greasy Marshmallow. Considering the amulet useless for himself, Horror gave it to Dast.

Strange Amulet ATK: 10 DEF: 10 Made from butterflies in the stomach. It smells of hopes and dreams turned to dust. Allows forming new friendships.

Killer bought numerous boxes of Temmi Flake and Flowey Seeds, several paint cans, and countless small parts of mechanisms along with some mysterious steel scraps, strange red shavings - it seemed he enjoyed them. He also tried planting grass, but Horror stopped him.

Temmie Flake Restores 1–10 HP and sanity *represented by cut yellow wallpaper soaked in Almond Waters

Flowey Seeds Restore 10 HP *represented by seeds coated in Greasy Marshmallow

Nightmare didn't particularly need any products, but somehow excitedly Temmies looked at his tentacles (too much positivity) and offered a discount. Eventually, he purchased a notebook containing maps of certain stable levels from them. Unfortunately, those maps were unsigned. Since he wasn't sure if damaging traders would be beneficial, he decided to go the honest route this time around. After all, merchants held a special status across worlds.

The group stopped at this location for a couple days to record all the information from the site that could be useful to them. It turned out that sequential exploration of levels was only possible up to level 12. Beyond that, entrances and exits from levels led randomly, and any movement scheme resembled a pot of spaghetti. But in theory, they needed to explore this entire pot to find a way home. There were levels that looked like a one-way ticket, empty, unexplored, strange, surreal, remote, and destroyed. Overall, they could work with this.

Temmies didn't mind their company. Soon returned two departed collectors - underfell!Temmie and Temmie in "Temm Armor". They were surprisingly normal compared to the other merchants and shared some information:

People here can also be dangerous just like Fallen Child of Dungeons;

Many who live outside bases and settlements are mad to varying degrees especially those who haven’t drunk Almond Water for long;

Monsters can safely trade with lone humans;

People at outposts and bases usually think rationally and may attack if they realize you are not human. But even with them, you can negotiate.

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog Killer belongs to RahafWabas Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios Error belongs to CrayonQueen Cross belongs to JakeiArtwork

#bad sanses #cross sans #dust sans #error sans #horror sans #killer sans #nightmare sans #the backrooms #au #undertale au #bad guys in backrooms #bad sans gang #art #underverse #undertale #level 4 #temmie #swap!flowey

[ghostieagere]

i'm sorry i've been hoarding this ask for so long, dear anon :0 i think it's about time i got around to writing this one properly, don't you ? <3

cw: mountain is worried he's being annoying/a burden, little mountain, caregivers swiss and rain, they/them rain, allusions to spanish swiss and french rain

The kettle kicks into motion as Swiss moves around the kitchen. He's making himself a coffee, but he figures it wouldn't be out of place to make some teas for anyone else who wants one. As he's reaching into the high cupboard to grasp around for the tin of teabags, though, a noise catches his attention.

It sounds like a whine, or maybe a sniffle, but either way it's quiet. As if whoever is making the noise is trying to stifle themselves. What's confusing though, is that there is no one else in the kitchen with Swiss; they're all on the sofa preparing for their weekly movie night while Swiss makes their drinks (it's Sunshine's turn to pick the movie this week so they're watching The Exorcist, again).

The sound reaches Swiss' ears again, just barely concealed by the thrum of the kettle. It sounds like a kit's whine, Swiss notes. A distressed kit, or a lonely one. Perhaps both. He quickly runs to the lounge area and does a quick headcount. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine... Someone's missing, and Mountain's beanbag is empty.

Oh.

Swiss races back to the kitchen and calls out for the earth ghoul. "Mount?" He calls. "Tierra, are you in here?"

Another sniffle answers him, and one of the lower cupboard doors swings open slightly.

Swiss slowly walks over to the cupboard and crouches down in front of it, opening the door just as gradually. He doesn't want to spook the earth ghoul even more than he seems to be.

As Swiss opens the cupboard door, tear-filled green eyes stare back at him. Mountain, at some point during the day, has managed to squish himself and his comfort blanket into the cramped kitchen cupboard.

Swiss smiles down at him gently. "Hi, Mounty. What are you doing in here, tierra?"

Mountain furrows his brows and brings his blanket up to cover his face.

"Oh, you're hiding?"

The little earth ghoul nods, blanket still draped over his horns.

"You don't wanna come watch the movie with us?"

Mountain shakes his head so rapidly that it's a wonder he doesn't fall out of the cupboard from dizziness.

"Ex-ist," he croaks. Words are always difficult for him when he slips into this headspace.

"Ex-ist...?" Swiss wonders aloud. "Oh! The Exorcist?" Mountain nods. "You don't want to watch The Exorcist?"

Mountain shakes his head, bringing his blanket off of his head, and Swiss finally realises that the cause of the tears filling the earth ghoul's eyes is fear.

"You don't have to watch the scary movie if you don't want to, baby," he assures Mountain. "We can go to my room and do something else, if you'd like." He smiles at the little earth ghoul, hoping he'll be able to coax him out of the cupboard; the cramped space doesn't look very comfortable at all.

Despite the relief in Mountain's eyes when Swiss tells him he doesn't have to watch the movie if he doesn't want to, Mountain shakes his head yet again, opening and closing his mouth as he tries to say something. He only gets more frustrated when his vocal chords don't want to cooperate with him.

"I'll tell you what, tierra," Swiss starts, quickly stepping in to stop Mountain's spiralling thoughts. "If you let me help you out of your cupboard, we can go and get your whiteboard. Then you'll be able to tell me what you're thinkin' in that brain of yours, yeah?"

Mountain gives Swiss a small smile and a nod, holding his hand out to let Swiss help him out of the cupboard. The multi ghoul grasps his wrist and tugs gently, still allowing Mountain to climb out at his own pace. Once he's out, the little earth ghoul sits on the floor, legs straight out in front of him, the corner of his blanket in between his teeth as he chews and sucks on the soft fabric.

"Alrighty, little buddy," Swiss reaches a hand out and rubs Mountain's knee comfortingly. "Do you want to come with me to get your whiteboard?"

Mountain shakes his head and points to the floor with the hand not holding his blanket up to his face; he wants to stay on the kitchen floor.

"Will you be okay on your own in here?"

Another shake of the head.

"Who do you want to keep you company, tierra?"

Mountain shrugs.

Swiss gives him a grin and a thumbs up before jumping to his feet. "I'll be back real soon, 'kay?"

Mountain nods and Swiss only just manages to catch a glimpse of the shaky thumbs up that the little earth ghoul gives him in return.

As Swiss rounds the corner to the lounge area, Sunny spots him and smiles before making a face when she sees that he isn't carrying any drinks like he'd promised earlier. "Can one of you go look after Mount for a sec, please?" He asks. "He's in the kitchen and wants some company while I grab his whiteboard."

Rain nods and makes their way over to the kitchen as Swiss heads in the opposite direction towards Mountain's bedroom. He gathers up Mountain's whiteboard and pencil case of markers under one arm and does a quick scan of the room for anything Mountain may want later on. All of the little earth ghoul's favourite cups, bowls and snacks are in the kitchen, he's already got his blanket with him, and he's not slipped far enough to want or accept a pacifier or teether, so Swiss deems the whiteboard and markers enough for now and makes his way back to the kitchen.

When he gets there, Rain and Mountain are sitting side-by-side and Rain is helping Mountain to play some kind of counting game on their fingers. The water ghoul nudges Mountain when they see Swiss walk in, pointing to the multi ghoul to let Mountain know he's back.

"Look what I've got..." Swiss sing-songs, grinning wide when Mountain looks up at him excitedly, already reaching his hands out for his communication tool.

Once Swiss has passed it to him, the little earth ghoul grabs his favourite green marker in his fist and starts writing messily on the board. He turns the board around for Swiss and Rain to see.

"wanna wach a moovy but not exy-sist but sunny wants to wach exy-sist so it is mean if i do not let her :("

"Oh, tierra, Sunny won't mind if you ask if we can watch something else."

"Yes," Rain agrees. "She likes The Exorcist, but she loves you more, mon petit chou."

Mountain turns the whiteboard around and erases the marker on its surface, quickly writing another phrase before turning it back around to face Swiss and Rain.

"promiss?"

“We promise, darling,” Rain assures him.

Swiss smiles his agreement. “Do you want to ask Sunny, baby? We can help if you want us to.”

Mountain nods tentatively and out of the corner of his eye, Swiss sees Rain’s face split into a soft smile as well.

“How about you get something written down on that whiteboard of yours then, tierra?” Swiss reaches out to ruffle the little earth ghoul’s hair gently as he finishes speaking. He can see Mountain fighting off a smile as he rubs the marker off with his sleeve and begins writing.

Rain moves around to look over Mountain’s shoulder, nodding along as they read what the the little earth ghoul writes, occasionally giving him ideas for phrasing his words nicely. Mountain gives them both a thumbs up when he’s done.

Rain kisses the top of Mountain’s head and assures him that he’s done a very good job before standing up and holding their hand out to the little earth ghoul.

Swiss gently swipes the whiteboard and marker out of Mountain’s hand before mirroring Rain’s action, both of them offering to pull Mountain up. Once he’s up, Swiss offers the whiteboard back to him, but Mountain shakes his head, lifting his both hands where they’re joined to Rain’s and Swiss’ own.

“You wanna keep holding hands, tierra?”

Mountain nods, almost shyly, like he doesn’t know if it’s okay.

“That’s perfectly alright, petit chou,” Rain smiles.

“Yeah,” Swiss agrees. “We’ll keep you nice and close in the common room too, okay?”

Mountain nods, more sure of himself this time.

“You ready?” Swiss waits for yet another answering nod from the little earth ghoul. “Alrighty, let’s go find Sunny!”

#mountain ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #regressed ghouls #nameless ghouls #the band ghost #ghostie writes

[jazeswhbhaven]

Blog/Game Update! 12.27

Hey all (ｏ´・ε・｀ｏ)

Hope your holiday was great spent with your loved ones, yourself, furbabies, etc. <3 With the new year coming up I just want to give some highlights of what's to come with this blog!

-tumblr staff STILL has not answered me about my previous blog jazeswhbvault...and what's weird about it is that they flagged my Bimet event post which had 0 nudity in it....and I put in an appeal and it was fixed within a couple hours. And yet...crickets on my visibility for the fucking blog itself lol So it's safe to say this one will be my permanent one. I'm still keeping the old one up as none of the posts have been delted. I also downloaded all of the content in a backup zip file in case it does get deleted so I can repost them here.

-after I finish posting the last react posts for the past event, I will dedicate the rest of the week/year to responding to all of the requests/asks I've received including the ones on the old blog. I'll have them post on a time-based schedule so you won't see a huge influx all at once

-now for the game itself the admin of the WHB updates twitter sent in a long email for PB to answer and it sounds like there's some promise to look forward to in regards of Solomon seals, and other concerns players have had. for now, they have addressed that they are looking into giving us 500 seals per month without paying for them and looking for other ways for us to earn them. Now, for the lesser keys being used for a limited banner pull they mentioned the game's design makes it difficult for this to be possible and could take some time due to manpower/other factors. to me, that's understandable so I'm cool with the free seals per month because honestly I'd probably just save up on those anyway. There's more to be addressed, so I'll be tuning into that once the admin posts it. Source -> Boom, click here

-i also would like to thank all players who are being generous in sharing content they've unlocked in the cards, chats, just anything. for someone who is a f2p,budget gacha person who just loves writing content and headcanons this is very helpful and keeps me in the know so I won't have outdated info for my requests/fics to go off of.

-so i checked my google form on audio reacts and it looks like a good chunk of the responses just want me to go for it! ^^ thank you all who participated, i'll make sure that the react is a good one That's it for now lovelies <3 please continue to be awesome, I will get to your requests, and thank you for all interactions -your lovely admin (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

#whb #what in hell is bad #jwhbhaven blog updates🖤 #whb game #look a wall of text

[kissami]

MOSQUITO ~ series’ masterlist

SUM. food and nutrition is your favorite class to attend, what happens when you're assigned partners with a dude you've known for years yet never had a decent conversation with and from two completely different groups of friends. To make things worse, he's cousins with the dude who played you the summer before.

fem! reader with she/her pronouns

warnings: language, short chapters, slow burn

CHAPTERS:

0: profiles

I: new partner who this?

II: Tifa let me be yours?

III: you don’t want some grapes?

more coming soon…

INSPO: literally an incident that happened to me freshman year... except this is more magical lol.

“This fucking sucks.” Looking at tifa, you frown as you both scanned the paper that was taped to the white board in front of class.

The two of you always were paired with one another. You two were the power duo when it came to cooking and exams during food and nutrition.

So why the heck were you guys changing partners in the middle of the semester?

The both of you were clearly upset, so used to being with another, going to each other’s houses for assignments, just overall having a great time.

Then Mr. Hewley just had to ruin it all. Maybe it was because you two would be the ones always answering questions, finishing quickly, etc. but why did you feel like being good students was becoming a punishment now.

“We all are comfortable with our partners, so why not mix it up to see how challenging this can be for everyone,” he waved his hand in the air slightly as he walked around slowly.

“We need to be uncomfortable in order to succeed. So, I have advised a new approach to this class. Being partnered up with a completely different person, different social groups, and different personalities.”

‘Who tf will I be paired with. I know everyone in this class, not by choice but still.’ You glanced around the room, frowning.

“The group to make the best Confit de Canard at the end of this semester ; one of the most difficult dishes to make, will not be needing to do finals.” Some of you ooh’d as Mr. Hewley’s finals were one of the most difficult to pass.

“Now then, all of you know your new partners so go and sit with one another.” Looking back at the sheet of paper, you were confused on who the heck is a cloud? Is this a real person? Was this a joke?

You felt tifa shift next to you, frowning as she waved you goodbye as she walked over to Yuffie.

You looked around again, seeing a tall figure huddled into themselves. The person had blonde spiked hair, piercings on the eyebrow and ears, along with dark clothes.

‘Is this him?’ You slowly walked over, tapping his shoulder. He hummed, looking up and you saw bright turquoise eyes you’ve seen before.

Wait a second…

“You’re Zack’s cousin aren’t you?”

“I have a name. But yes i am. Cloud strife.”

Oh fuck me.

#kissami #x reader #final fantasy 7 #cloud strife x reader #cloud strife #final fantasy vii #aerith gainsborough #vincent valentine #tifa lockhart #cloud x reader #ff7 cloud #final fantasy 7 remake #ff7 #ff7 remake #messagesau #modern au #x reader fluff #fluff #ff7 tifa

[charlottan]

Big spoilers for those who haven't read Dorely. Like seriously don't read this, you need to go into the story knowing nothing about it.

I read half of dorely (300k words) in two days. I spent 80% of my free time dorelying.

Forcefem has never interested me in the slightest. The story has provided 0 erotic interest so far, although I never expected it to once I saw reviews talking about crying over the story. I thought it would be a joke until I saw that.

The best part, so far, was Bea's chapter.

It was masterfully placed within the narrative. Perched at just the precipice, and I might conspire, placed so perfectly that I bet reader feedback inspired it; right before the questions about Bea get overwhelming and, consequently, shortly before the story would suffer from lack of answers.

Contents of the chapter. Phew. Whew. Gosh.

Ever listened to an old LGBT activist? Someone in their 60s-70s, who was there. Who held the line and suffered the abuse and lost everything, the kind who's seen more funerals than has had friends, and yet the banner was still held high in their hands thanks to their efforts?

Bea's chapter was like listening to one of them tell their stories. It was like sitting in a club with an old tranny while he told me a story that has spilled so many tears from his eyes that he has none left for it.

The force-femmed girls of Dorely obviously have a difficult time with their gender, with "trans woman" seeming to rarely cover how they truly feel about it. But Bea's chapter was about them. The author brought those ideas out from their story and placed them in the real world for a moment.

Isn't it funny that the most erotic the story gets up to that point, is that point? I was nervous about the story before that point. Maybe "nervous" is the wrong word; anxious about potential failure points. Places where the author could easily have fallen off a cliff and lost the plot on the long flight down.

So this is a "fetish" force-fem story about young men being femminized in a cult-like environment against their will in a woman-factory sex dungeon. Posted anonymously on Ao3. So how the FUCK is the first sex scene a tear-jerking happy moment between two old trans women near the middle of the story.

That is to say that it defied expectation. Constantly. At that point in the story I was imagining the author to be almost like Bea. Until directly afterward, when a FUCKING AGDQ REFERENCE pops up. Clumsy but unexpected, a meme in the night, it was effective.

It is edited. I have not seen one mistake in 300k words. The story construction is solid, never faltering even once, never going too slow, although I am still a kid in a candy store, wishing I had more; it never fails, but there are points where I felt like it could exceed. I had no answers as for how, just that my mind wanted mastery due to my defied expectations. That's asking too much. Like that other anon who rated it 6/10 <J:) It does not have to be better than what it is.

This story has a great deal of variety in it. Bea's chapter was also a tipping point in that. The author takes the time to pointedly show off different threads of the world. You had Stefan enduring the basement for one. Christine had 3 threads; Dorely Hall, Transgender Troubles and Secret Agent. Stefan had, also, a Manipulation Line story thread. You get what I mean.

Bea's chapter retroactively added more nuance to an extant thread throughout the story, which was more like a side plot based on our ignorance of the nature of Dorely; how quick are they to get to violence? Even after that chapter I still wasn't completely sure until a little bit later. That was good. That tension was necessary. I can't wait to see what the reward is, now that the tension is thoroughly unwound after the Maria Incident.

Thanks for constantly shitposting about this story. You are an angel for this author, having brought hundreds of people to it. That is astonishingly kind.

posting this without reading it because im only like a fourth through but awesommeeee o7 i assume

#asks #dorleyposting

[yoonsdoll]

hi im bored and this is my professional opinion if seventeen r kitty or puppy coded and why because this is very important to me !!!!!!!!!

seungcheol : kitty coded

ok this was actually a really hard choice because he actually does have both kitty and puppy features but ultimately i decided kitty because hes so persian cat.

LOOK AT HIM POUTING.

but laura!!! he has a dog!!! YES I KNOW OKAY!! i LOVE kkuma. and as much as he wants to be a dog dad hes just a cat taking care of a dog beeeee so fr!!!!!

ok in conclusion realistically he can be both but like.. look at these photos and try spot the difference

cheol get well soon i miss u .

if u disagree then u just dont get the vision!

jeonghan : kitty coded

i have previously stated how he is a ragdoll cat. and yes, he really is.

hes so mischievous in like the best way ever, tell me a kitty wouldn't do that. U CANT!!!!

as a cat owner myself.. im just correct.

he 100% knows how to get someone to give him what he wants (treats) and he sits there all day looking fabulous and getting attention for being so cute.

also jeonghan get well soon im losing hair the longer ur gone.

anyway pls agree ive never been so confident in an answer in my life. dont ruin this

joshua : puppy coded

the more i look at shua smiling the more he reminds me of a cute puppy.

pls this man has me breaking down hes literally so cute.

i have no reason apart from the fact im so very sure he would be a puppy. and also hes an extrovert which automatically strikes me as a dog!!!

he looks like a fancy cat on a lot of pictures but dont let him gaslight u.

he told me himself hes a smiley shiba inu.

im a strong believer in puppy shua.

junhui : kitty coded

i feel like this is a very obvious answer but still

0% puppy in him. its all a very feral cat.

when i look at jun i think of a british shorthair kitty. a baby one in specific.

especially because hes playful as hell but also has his moments when he just prefers to be quiet and listen to the others.

he alternatively could just be a white and black cat.. it did occur to me while making this. however i still feel like a british shorthair is more suitable.

jun is so cat coded and even he knows it!

hoshi : kitty coded ?????

okay see my issue is that yes.. tigers are in the cat family. but do u not also ever look at hoshi playing around w the members and think that he could be a puppy if he wasnt so obsessed w tigers..

anyhow, he is kitty coded for the most part I GUESS.

sometimes he really does remind me of a hamster more than anything though, but again this isnt the point of this post.

ill give him this win and say he is a toyger cat.

HE LITERALLY LOOKS SO HAMSTER IN THE FIRST PIC ITS BUGGING ME.

look at him tryna convince everyone in that 2nd pic.. ok wtv he convinced me

wonwoo : kitty coded

so very calm, knows what his boundaries are, likes playing around once in a while.

wonwoo is THE black cat. one of those that are really well taken care of with short yet super soft fur.

same as jun.. u will never find any puppy energy in this man.

he has a dog too, but hes the most cat coded person u will ever see. this is why my cheol point was also correct.

im giggling those photos r so perfect. 3 wonwoos ^^^^^^

bye u legit cant even argue with this one if u wanted to

woozi : kitty coded

SHUT UP U KNOW IM RIGHTTTT!!

WOOZI IS SO KITTY I DONT CARE. I DONT EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN.

just as i know wonus a black cat, i know ujis a white cat.

hes so elegant yet so fun and so cute pls someone tie me down

the fact i already knew what photos im gonna use says enough.

i would also like to say that hes also very bear coded. like if hes not a cat hes a bear.

dokyeom : puppy coded

everyone cheered!!!!

dk has always been very puppy to me, even in interviews where hes speaking to people he doesnt know (which makes it difficult for him (and hoshi)), hes ALWAYS trying his best.

hes so cute!??!?!?! like, im really not good with dog breeds AT ALL, but he clearly is a pomeranian.

is he a grown 5'10 man? yes. is he also a very cute puppy breed? also yes. why? it just makes so much sense.

the 2 glasses photos were a coincidence but they somehow make him look even more puppy coded.

him in curly hair.. dude it doesnt get any better than that!!!

mingyu : puppy coded

DUH!!!! hes the puppiest out of all puppy in seventeen

surprisingly, i always see everyone call him a golden retriever which, personality wise I SO AGREE!!! but something itches my brain when hes compared to a husky. IT MAKES SM MORE SENSE NO??

i lied btw ive never seen anyone compare him to a husky this is me trying to drop my opinion without getting dragged.

theres not much else to say apart from that his emoji rep is litch a puppy so u cant deny it!

no matter what breed u wanna compare him to, itll still always be a dog

i truly wish i could see him as a cat but its just not right!

minghao : kitty coded

kitty coded through and through!!!!

i dont think i cld ever compare hao to a puppy?? his vibes r so cat.

SIAMESE CAT** let me say. dont u agree!!

hes so sassy and i feel like that rlly influences my opinion but also when have u ever looked at minghao and thought he was puppy coded. literally NEVER. i cant name u one time.

give him blue contacts and hes that cat in the middle (pls dont)

i rest my case thank yew!

seungkwan : BOTH?!

seungkwans a really difficult one for me. because he quite literally is both.

he has moments when hes so puppy coded then the next second hes the most kitty coded man ever.

same in selcas.. i cant even decide thru them!!!

if i really had to pick, id lean towards a cat, but again.. its too hard to decide.

therefore, he would be an orange kitty or a samoyed dog! :3

im sorry for cheating my way out of this one but i srsly cant decide.

vernon : kitty coded

chillest cat ever trust me.

vernon said himself he really likes cats and that made this even easier than it was before cause it just makes sm sense!

im aware vernon likes dogs too but him liking cats is so ?? vernon ??????

i always go back to that photo of him holding the baby kitty. hes such a cat person. literally look up vernon being a cat person on twt and theres a whole thread proving it!

this is why vernon is a siberian cat! he looks like it sm and he is chill like that ong

vernon and kitties give me life

dino : puppy coded

surprisingly i originally wanted to say kitty coded but after a think abt it.. hes clearly puppy coded

a very loved puppy by his 12 older brothers lolol

he always loves the attention and enjoys smiling and making others laugh a lot too..

do u guys remember that puppy interview? yeah.

his light brown hair was the prime border collie days!

i found that middle photo and immediately thought dino.

ok i originally didnt even mean to assign them all to breeds or wtv but it just happened... thank u for reading this is what happens when i get too bored!!! anyway i think i did pretty well so!

#laura : mind ! #im gonna start a new tag for this... #just incase i get bored again in the future!! #laura : assigns ! #yoonsdoll #svt #seventeen

[four-loose-screws]

Blog Update 2023.12.19

Hey ya'll, I've been a bit quiet for a couple of weeks - there's been holidays, end of the year projects at work, all those IRL shenanigans. But lots of B I G stuff is going on both for my translations and life decisions, so it is time for an update!

First - I mentioned previously that I made the decision to translate the FE2 and FE6 novelizations at the same time. But I hadn't decided on the details until now, so I will report them here!

In case you missed the first announcement: I made the decision to translate FE2 and FE6 simultaneously because the FE2 novelization has been the most difficult to understand and translate of all FE novels so far. The writer used high-level vocab and wrote in thick, chunky paragraphs, so translating 2 pages a day has gone from a simple task to a gargantuan burden. The FE6 novel, on the other hand, was written as the 3rd book in the FE7 novel set. Having already translated FE7 and knowing there is more dialogue than flowery prose, I knew FE6 would be much easier to translate, and allow my brain some time to relax, while still allowing me the ability to translate regularly.

FE2 Book 1 will upload over the span of 6 months, between Jan - June 2024. I had this book mostly translated (I translate 6 months ahead of my Tumblr queue.) by the time I decided it was too difficult to complete FE2 all in one go. So I will just post this book all together, like I have done for all my novel translations in the past.

For FE2 Book 2 and FE6, I will alternate chapters from July 2024 - 2025 (end month TBD). So the schedule will be: FE6 Ch. 1 -> FE2 Book 2 Ch. 1 -> FE6 Ch. 2 -> FE2 Book 2 Ch. 2, etc.

Once the holidays are over next week, I'll be be able to focus getting caught back up on asks and requests as well.

Now for my IRL new news - after a 5 year "trial run" in Japan and a 5 year "trial run" in the US, I've decided that my permanent living location will be Japan! Cue the confetti! And my family has too. It feels important to acknowledge their full consent in the process, ha ha.

It won't be an easy life as I am 0% Japanese (as is my family), but there are many advantages to being an outsider looking in to Japan, so I want to embrace them and go back to loving everything I loved about the lifestyle there. Plus I have not been able to get a job in a Japanese company in the US - and I did NOT spend ~$50k on a Japanese major just to lose my speaking abilities, thank you very much!!

This is another reason why requests have been answered slower recently - I've been filling out job apps, and figuring out the moving back attack plan. Nothing is decided yet - finding a job willing to hire from overseas, and getting a work visa again, etc. takes many months - but I'll keep posting updates whenever I know my translations upload schedule will be affected!!

Thank you all for continuing to read my translations!! ❤️❤️

P.S. It feels so much better applying to jobs when I have some actual experience to leverage, and my tone is not "plz hire me I am a 20-something baby who needs $$ or else I will starve."

[weirdbeancurd]

Yield

@yarnprism another fic :0

I am also taking requests for any of the fandoms in my bio (including ultrakill lol)!

Shotgun pellets whizzed by his head, grazing the side of his helm. In response, he threw Justice and Splendor (his beloved swords) at the machine's sliding form. If only one of them landed, he'd be able pin it to the ground, effectively immobilizing them and-

Gabriel's thoughts were interrupted by a coin launched (parried) at the speed of light, hitting him square in the face. Momentarily stunned, he drew back and was immediately tackled by a blood-sucking freight train. For something built to be quick and nimble, V1 was surprisingly heavy. He groaned when he hit the ground, helmet scraping the dirt. V1 was perched on his back, knee pressing down on Gabriel's spine, pinning him to the floor, his wings splayed out on either side. It let out a mechanical growl, causing him to roll his many eyes. Apparently it had taken the words "fight me like an animal" to heart.

The two were enjoying their time on the surface, taking the time to spar every once in a while (every day). This was the fourth time in a row that V1 won that day. Gabriel on the other hand, was getting a bit frustrated, determined to win at least one round. While he was ruminating under the machine's hold, its knee drove itself into his spine, causing a yelp. Still, he didn't want to give up just yet.

"Ack! N-no. I do not yield." V1 just growled again. He squirmed against its hold, almost managing to throw it off balance, but it grabbed his side with the knuckleblaster to steady itself. He jumped like he was electrocuted.

"AAH! R-release me, machine! You will not-" V1 tuned the rest of his words out. It had an idea: a devious one. Gabriel was about to regret his stubbornness.

It used an arm to pin a flailing wing to the ground, gently but firmly. Gabriel froze.

"Machine? What are you-hey!" V1 grabbed one of Gabriel's arms and pinned it behind his back using its knee. He spun his neck around to glare at V1. His heart dropped when he saw two free hands wiggling their fingers towards him. 

"Wait! I-uh." The machine cocked its head as if asking "do you yield?" Oh absolutely not. It's not like a little bit of tickling was going to defeat him, he was the righteous hand of- 

Apparently he took too long to answer, because V1 started tracing patterns on his exposed sides. He cursed his armor for being so revealing.

He would deny the sweet giggles that spilled from his mouth (the judge of hell does not giggle) until the heat death of the universe. He grasped at the foliage beneath him to keep his composure, or at least what was left of it. That was unacceptable to V1; if Gabriel wanted to be stubborn, then he would have to beg for mercy. It reached a hand back and vigorously squeezed at his thigh. 

"Snrk-nahAHA! Nohohoho!" He hated the sound of his laughter, but hated losing even more. And so, he held strong. Or at least tried to. It became really difficult when V1 started clawing at the small of his back. 

Gabriel produced peals of laughter, kicking out his legs behind him. The tickling suddenly stopped, making him glance back at the machine. It signed with its free pair of hands. Yield? It asked. He shook his head adamantly. V1 flicked his helmet just to rile him up before it leaned over, fluttering its fingers on his neck. Gabriel squeaked like a mouse.

“Stahahap thihis foolishness! I wohohn’t give ihihin!” He growled through cackles. 

To V1, that sounded like a challenge. And boy, did V1 like challenges. It paused to figure out what spot to target next, but not before flicking his helmet once more for good measure. Gabriel made a frustrated sound. Ignoring him, its optic wandered over his back and settled at the base of his wings. They had smaller feathers, soft and wispy. For no other reason than wanting to touch them, V1 sunk its fingers into the downy fluff. It had to dodge a wing to the face when Gabriel screamed. Jackpot.

"..."

Time stood still for Gabriel, anticipating his most ticklish spot being relentlessly exploited. However, nothing happened.

"..."

"...Uh, are you- WAH! FUHUHUHUHUCK!" 

Oh, that sneaky bastard. V1 had waited until he let his guard down before scribbling deviously at the sensitive patch of skin guarded by feathers. His wings shot out, extending fully out of pure instinct, flapping under V1's hold. It felt like his nerves were being assaulted with hundreds of tiny shocks, leaving him in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Scratch that, he was practically screaming at this point. 

Uselessly, he pounded his fist on the ground to hold out a little longer, but the tickling seemed to be sapping his strength. By the time he tapped out, tears were forming at the corners of his eyes. 

"OKAHAY OKAY! I GIHIHIHIVE! MERCY PLEHEHEA-" 

The torturous fingers drew back immediately, ending their reign of terror. Gabriel found himself wheezy, despite not needing to breathe. His wings shivered from lingering sensations. He felt a weight lift from off his back, but was too tired to flip over once V1 got off of him.

The machine crouched down near his head, lightly tapping his helmet as if asking if he was alright. 

"Ihihim fine. But mark my words, machihine. I will claim victory one day." Though, that day was not today. Gabriel felt as if his bones were jelly, his armor being the only thing giving him form. He yawned.

"...That day will have to wait."

He took V1's extended hand and pulled himself up. After taking the short walk to the base they called home, he settled on their makeshift couch. V1 insisted on curling up beside him like a cat, to which he reluctantly allowed. Gabriel smiled as he drifted to sleep, encompassing them both in his wings. When he woke, he was the most rested he'd felt in ages.

#ticklish!gabriel #ultrakill tickle #sfw tk community

[hashal-nutcracker]

The model of the Hussar "Gashal" was created in the middle of the war, by one of the engineers Jacob Farakaso, his work attracted the attention of the military due to the fact that the designer, even despite his injuries sustained in the war, had a very sad effect. The lower limbs lost their mobility, but by exerting strength, he managed to assemble a semblance of an endo-skeleton that allowed him to move as before, connected to the cervical region and stretched inside with fibers of synthetic flesh with nerve endings allowed him to return to service, but since he was commissioned. He spent some time with his family, learning about the applications of nutcrackers in the news and other sources, and seeing that they have their own weaknesses as flaws, the dying creature caused pity, because he also lost many comrades.

he began developing his own model that would allow the nutcrackers to be more protected and maneuverable, but for a long time he did not come up with engineering solutions, which depressed him. Except that the daughter had just brought a hussar figurine, its mechanics, although simple, but reliable, movable joints, a head that could be retracted into the shoulders, as if a soldier was hiding his head from the shots that came from an easel machine-gun pillbox.

sleepless nights spent at the table brought out a very effective model, his ideas on reinforced mechanical parts, as well as an ultra-sensitive hydraulic system capable of reacting much faster, like a powerful computer, it could protect its owner from a blow, from a shot from a heavy gun, give speed that was not a strong feature, jump over trenches, not fall into mud traps where so many wounded died, because such a simple trace from a shot by a large artillery shell collected water and blood inside itself, becoming quicksand

Sample number one: Hashal – passed the tests of basic motor skills based on computer modeling of the military and staff situation, tests without substance.

entry number 0-19/F-1:

the test revealed small failures in the body and joints of the cervical spine, yet it is very difficult to create a body for creatures when you do not have a sample, it cost a lot to establish system consumption, but a very impressive result. The chest opening was adjusted to the maximum, the spike was not so important, the magnetic belts turned out to be strong, but the check related to water turned out to be very unsuccessful, as well as for chemical reagents, some types of gas melt wires and their insulation, I do not have enough material to protect the cables.

Maybe I should turn to an old friend, he was sorting out the nutcrackers, maybe I can find the answer in them

Revision: this nutcracker took me a lot of time, I had to use ship cables with their insulation, but I had to look for details from undermined and faulty installations, tanks, and similar equipment, this made it easier for me to fuse some fragments, as well as microcircuits.

The control has improved, the balancing is almost calibrated, I made the inner ribs from titanium and aluminum, I had to melt a whole sheet of plate armor of the tank, oh gods, they will obviously kill me soon

Entry 0-20/F-2:

My fears were true, my adventures were noticed by those whom I clearly would not like to see in my house, they were looking for my prototype, the workshop was destroyed, I can't say how long I still have to live, they can kill my daughter, except for her I have no one left after that the case.. The projectile flew into our complex, damn freaks! So many civilians died then, and Jesse.. she was torn apart, the Collie was not sleeping then and did not let go of my hand: daddy, please.. Don't leave, there's a war! They're killing there! I'll work as long as I can, but how long will I last?

I don't remember how much time has passed since I finished it, it remains only to carry out the final touches, but how to carry them out without filling? Where will I get such a creature, even though such creatures could try to escape the same way, or have offspring, but here? How can this happen at all, especially here..

The Collie began to behave more closed, as if hiding, even though I said that secrets should only be told to those whom I am ready to entrust them, she is probably afraid to tell me about it, the main thing is that it does not attract too much attention to us.

entry number 1 from a personal notebook:

Well, still, these weasels watching my family noticed my daughter's behavior, they came with weapons to the complex! This is not acceptable! The rules do not give them the right to come here with weapons, with soldiers.. but among them I saw white coats, damn scientists, always climbing where they shouldn't and playing gods

Insomnia is killing me two or three months after people came to the complex, but I finally managed to get an answer from my daughter, damn it! She found the offspring of these creatures, even two, where should I put the other one? Of course, I can restore and upgrade the previously destroyed nutcracker, but how much will it be useful?

To the touch, these lumps of flesh are pleasant to the eyes, they are quite small, and so inquisitive, one of them with grayish-blue eyes constantly asks me, if I take it, he does not come off me all day. I feel like a mother to these creatures, if they can reproduce, then I can assume that two nutcrackers could have hidden them initially in our complex, but they could have got in other ways, they are difficult to see if they climb through the ventilation ducts. Collie became their babysitter, but they trust her more.

#The engineer's diary #lethal company art #sketch #lethal company nutcracker #my ocs #The writing of the lore is delayed #but there is a beginning

[doberbutts]

How does one verify a breeder is producing temperamentally sound dogs? Especially if you’re not lucky enough to have a breeder be local to you? It seems like it’s so hard for an average buyer to verify. Like yeah the dogs have CGCs but they got them at 12 weeks old and the adults are actually sketchy around people. Or yeah, it seems like the dogs all commingle at home, lots of friendly pictures of younger breeding dogs together on the breeder page. But actually the adults are all on crate and rotate because they’re not good with other dogs. And of course breeders aren’t publicizing the dogs that head off to pet homes and are showing lots of temperament faults that the new owners are struggling to deal with. It seems like it’s even common to have heavily sport-titled dogs that are nightmares to live with, but the breeder is just good enough at management and training for them to make it through the trial environment. All I really want is a stable companion dog to tag along through my life without needing massive behavioral modification to do so. And yet despite trying to verify all the right things, I’ve still ended up with difficult dogs from breeders that checked all the right boxes on paper. Is the answer just that you should only buy if a breed and breeder happens to be local to you? Or is there some dog world secret way to verify good temperaments?

Honestly for stuff like that, I advise talking to others who have dogs from that breeder or who know dogs from that breeder. And, knowing pedigrees goes a long way- a lot of times when someone brings me a dobe with a shitty temperament to train if they tell me the pedigree I am absolutely 0% surprised because the dogs there are known to be shitty dogs.

There are people who do offer this service for you, @molosseraptor is one of them and I have taken advantage of her service before!

[alostlittleriverlotus]

having 0 diagnoses and being unable to properly understand the terms for pain is so frustrating and honestly terrifying. I was walking down the stairs and felt a strong sharp pop through the front of my knee like a sharp stiff board shaped pain and cried out in pain. I could still walk, but had to be more careful. I constantly walk on what feels like two crappy pieces of wood starting to break and threatening to crumble and shatter beneath my thighs and my weight. My ankles and knees constantly feel like they'll roll outta place. I've never had anything pop out of place as far as I know, but still. I CAN walk but not without excruciating pain where I have to wear two knee braces and change the way I walk to relieve pain but it takes more effort and is more exhausting. I run out of breath so easily and overheat so easily which is worsened by the fact I have bad allergies and sinus problems that make it difficult to breathe and can lead to a sinus infections regularly.

My mom is working on finally getting me to see a doctor but it's difficult since the move caused insurance changes and to keep my obgyn we had to have a separate insurance thing for me because my obgyn is the one doctor that doesn't make me fucking cry or feel miserable + got me my PCOS diagnosis.

This is just one big rant of wishing I had diagnoses and treatment and mobility aids to make it easier to exist. I dream of having crutches or a wheelchair or whatever else could help me walk and how much easier it would be for me to exist. My pain keeps me up at night, my pain makes it difficult to move, my pain is both simultaneously bettered and worsened by walking, I can barely exist, I have to live by my diet/meals (diet being the structure of eating not diet culture) to ensure no blood sugar problems that can worsen me. I have to accept the fact every day will be a gamble of how bad pain, fatigue, and every other problem of mine will be. I have to live with not being as clean as I would like because showering is a difficult task for me I often neglect. I have sensory issues, i get itchy from not showering, I don't like smelling myself even if no one else can, it leads to overwhelm me and make me feel repulsed by simply being alive, but i have to choose if i can tolerate it or if i HAVE to shower. I drink and drink even when the water is too strong for me or I'm too sensitive to it or if its too warm and makes me feel sick yet I am still dehydrated.

My entire life is just coping with physical ailments at the forefront while my mental issues are...mostly handled. But even then my mental issues, if they flare up or I have an episode, it leads to a pain flare up that I feel in my spine and gives me achy pain that is agonizing.

Some days I can barely go get my food or water. Some days I can barely walk. Some days I can barely exist. And I hate having no answers, no real understanding, no help. Even with things that do help like ice or heat or stretching, it is a gamble if it'll help or worsen things. I hate not being diagnosed or have any understanding of my issue. I have a few suspected things I might have, but it is probably going to be a while before I can even pursue anything with the only one I'm confident I have is fibromyalgia. So I'm stuck. The most I have are compression socks and knee braces. They help, but knee braces are exhausting and getting my compression socks on is difficult because...well I often end up accidentally hurting my fingers putting socks on, especially if they're longer since uh motor skill problems and such.

This was basically just one big rant. All cause I was exhausted and sweaty and felt like crying/throwing up cause I was helping look for a box of mine I lost in the move (the literal last box we checked after checking every single one of my boxes in the garage 😐)

I'm just tired and sick of struggling to exist. I'm proud of myself, but I resent the world and my family for my lack of care, lack of help, and that the only people willing to listen are people that can do nothing to help aside from make plans for the future.

Like now. I'm gonna shower despite the beginnings of a low blood sugar thing because I am so gross it makes me want to cry and I can't exist in my clothes or bed. So despite the risk, I'm doing it. I have to to feel clean or I can't live. My entire life is a pick and choose between two bad options. Which one will be worse, which one can I tolerate. I hate it.

#disabled #disability #fibromyalgia #physical pain #physical disability #exhausted #fatigue #pain #chronic fatigue #chronic pain #chronic illness #can barely function #rant #disabilities #fibro #pcos #actually traumatized #neglected disabled bean #I feel so sick to my stomach writing this #Cause I'm still feeling the effects

[journeytomonkiekid]

FAQ

gonna make one of these. I'll update it as I go along:

Story Questions:

Q: How old is Wan Ji A: At the start of the comic; she's 27 Q: When does this comic take place A: Chapter 0 begins a few days after S1E9 "Macaque". Chapter 1 took place a week after. (roughly) Chapter 2 took place between S1E9 and S1E10. CH 3 takes place in the Season 2 Special "Revenge of The Spider Queen" CH 4 takes place during Sleep Bug and maybe even Dumpling Destruction as they seem to happen fairly close to one another. (S2E1 and S2E2 respectively) CH 5-6 takes place during Sweet and Sour CH 7 has no specific time frame but is before Shadow Play.

Q: Are Macaque and Wan Ji a couple? A: Not yet. Wan Ji, by Chapter 3, saw Macaque as her friend. Macaque doesn't know how he feels. Neither are romantically involved yet. (Will be updated)

Q: Will Wan Ji meet more characters from Lego Monkie Kid? A: The hope is; yes. Most likely not any time soon though.

Q: What does Wan Ji's name mean? A: 聶 Nie - Whispering; 晚 羇 Wan Ji - Night Traveller

Q: Is [insert event here] gonna happen? A: If you send me an ask like this; I probably can't answer it because it risks spoilers; or answering it will give people false ideas of where the story is heading. The only time I'll answer is if it's something blatantly concerning.

Q: What will Wan Ji and Mac's children look like?/Will Wan Ji and Mac have kids?/any question regarding children. A: Wan Ji and Macaque will never have children. It makes me very uncomfortable to be asked this so please don't. At best they will be a big sibling/auntie/uncle to a younger character. You don't have to be a nuclear family to be a family.

Technical Questions:

Q: How long does it take you to make a page? A: There's no specific amount of time. It depends entirely on energy, schedule, and my brain's ability to focus that day. If I focus really hard, I can get it done in maybe 5 hours start to finish, but it rarely goes that way. Q: What programs do you use? A: Clip Studio Paint for everything comic related.

Q: Can I translate your comic? A: Please don't unless you're willing to stay in contact with me to do so. I've had bad experiences with mistranslations and people making dialogue changes in bad faith. I'd rather not catch fire for that. If you decide to do it anyway, understand that I am not affiliated.

Q: How do you build Chinese names? A: I'm not an authority on the matter. You should research the subject for yourself.

Q: What's the difference between a Huli Jing and a Kitsune, and why can I not call it the latter? A: Japanese imperialism still affects people in china to this day. Kitsune is the Japanese variant of the Huli Jing; but the Huli Jing predates it. I don't feel comfortable using Japanese words to describe Chinese myths, especially with the already rampant disrespect towards chinese culture that exists in this fandom.

For further explanation; the difference between the Huli Jing and Kitsune are dependant on the telling. Kitsune are rice deities, are capable of possession, and most importantly, are Japanese. Huli Jing, as far as I've been able to find, are shapeshifters, who can change into a human once they've found the skull that fits their heads perfectly. The over-populartiy of kitsunes makes it extremely difficult to find any information on most Chinese originating mythology, and I would personally like to make an effort to change that. TLDR: calling it "Kitsune" instead of "Huli Jing" is racist.

Q: Do you have a personal blog I can follow? A: I do but it's not an art blog. It's just a personal blog where i reblog stuff i like: @witchofspades

Q: Will you do a tutorial on [insert subject]. A: No. I don't have time. Besides; following tutorials will not help you improve on art, especially not my tutorials.

Q: Do you have tips on [insert subject]? A: I've included all my posts about tips and tricks in the masterpost. Please check that first. If its not there, I might give some tips, but I don't really have a lot to tell. A lot of my art process is experimenting.

Q: Can I draw your characters?/Can I write fanfic about them?/can I tag you in fanart/etc. A: Of course! You don't need to ask about that! As long as it respects the rules.

#FAQ #not story #I felt the need to make one because there are a lot of repeat questions lately.

[leviiackrman]

OC Interview;

I was tagged by @marivenah @echo3-1 @simonxriley @hoesephseed + @sstewyhosseini to answer these interview questions but as my oc, thank you sm my lovelies!🤍

So here’s a conversation with the up-and-coming Crime Lord herself; on her leader life so far and how she rose to the top of the Kyutoku Fortune! Warning: strong language and violent references included.

Tagging: @chuckhansen @queennymeria @jendoe @shellibisshe @jacobseed @risingsh0t @florbelles @indorilnerevarine @unholymilf @roofgeese @noonfaerie @denerims @liurnia @jackiesarch @confidentandgood + @phillipsgraves

Name?

Rin: Rinako Kyutoku. Those worthy, call me Rin. To everyone else it’s ‘Boss’.

Interviewer: And, if they were to call you Rinako? Or Ms Kyutoku?

Rin: You’d have to be pretty stupid to do that.

Are you single?

Rin: Please be more specific. If you’re referring to my romantic status, I am exploring my options. My options being limited to one man and his many areas to explore. *smirk*

Interviewer: So… that’s a no?

Rin: That’s a: I have someone fulfilling that role, but to define it as a relationship is not in our vocabulary. He’s a want, not a need.

Interviewer: Does ‘He’ have a name?

Rin: That’s on a need to know basis. Currently, you don’t need to know, so let’s keep it that way.

Are you happy?

Rin: You’d have to be pretty idiotic to assume anyone in this world is truly ‘happy’ *with finger air quotes*.

Interviewer: That leads me to believe your chipper exterior is another of your many faces.

Rin: Possibly. Depends on the occasion. Now is not one of them.

Are you angry?

Rin: Ah! Now that’s more like it! Anger is what drives people to act. Fundamentally, it’s under all our decisions if you think about it. I like to harness my anger and channel it towards my goals, same with other people. What could be more intimidating than a crowd of any civilians storming the gates of a bigot? So yes, I am angry most of the time - people just need to learn how to use it.

Are your parents still married?

Rin: Ugh, do we need to talk about them? No, they’re not married anymore, and that’s all I’ll say on the subject.

Interviewer: Is this a sore subject for you?

Rin: It’s an irritant.

Birth Place?

Rin: Osaka Prefecture, Japan. If you want something shady done, you head there. Guess it’s kinda poetic I was created there.

Interviewer: Do you miss it?

Rin: Like a dog misses a tick.

Hair Color?

Rin: Are you blind? Go on, take a wild guess.

Interviewer: I’m going to say black?

Rin: Ding ding ding! So he does have a head on his shoulders! But alas you missed the best part: the purple is from my partner, he deals with the styling.

Interviewer: It suits you, I must add.

Rin: I know *smirk*

Eye Color?

Rin: Naturally magenta, but it varies.

Interviewer: Seems there’s more to this answer?

Rin: It’s a little party trick of mine. Stick around, maybe you’ll get lucky enough to see it.

Birthday?

Rin: Why would you want to know that? It’s…. *pauses*

Interviewer: You don’t remember, do you?

Rin: It’s unimportant information these days, I haven’t celebrated it for years.

Interviewer: I’m surprised a woman with as high an IQ as you would forget anything.

Rin: Like I said, unimportant information.

|| Jess Note: it’s august 25th btw! Dabi is the only one who remembers ||

Mood?

Rin: What kind of question is that? I thought this was a serious interview. Right now I’m starting to get pissed off.

Gender?

Rin: Unfortunately female.

Interviewer: Is it difficult being a woman in your line of work?

Rin: I wouldn’t use the word difficult. Men like to waste time by talking over matters of the body - matters I have 0 interest in indulging, yet they persist. When they persist, I remove their hands, tongues and testicles. Then they’re fuel for the fire.

Interviewer: Excuse me!?

Rin: I’m joking. *not so joking facial expression* The fire part isn’t me, that’ll be my partner.

Interviewer: So the rest is true?!?

Rin: Remember who you’re talking to. I don’t take unwanted attention lightly, and neither does he *gestures to the dark figure standing in the corner not far from their conversation*

Interviewer: I…I see… moving on…

Summer or winter?

Rin: Is this a pre-teen questionnaire? Where are the questions about my achievements? The glory of being a young leader? Get to the interesting stuff or I’m cutting this interview short.

Interviewer: I’m sorry! The people want to know more about you as a person!

Rin: Tell them I’m a stone cold bitch with very little patience left. Next question.

Morning or afternoon?

Rin: *rolls eyes* Dabi… *flames appear in the corner*

Interviewer: Okay okay, no more questions like that!!

=EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE=

Are you in love?

Rin: Pfft, no one with as much importance or prowess as I would waste time on trivial feelings like that. Love is for the pitiful, it only brings false security and promises. Love has never reached me so I’ll never extend the courtesy back.

Interviewer: So your partner, Dabi, you don’t love him?

Rin: Oi, Dabi. Do you love me?

Dabi: Fuck off idiot and answer the question. You better say yes though, we all know you’d be lost without me *walks over and drapes arm around her shoulder*

Rin: Shut your mouth matchstick, you know our deal. No, Mr Interview Man we do not love each other. We’re just 2 unfortunately similar souls fulfilling each other’s lust. *pats Dabi’s hand and half smiles*

Interviewer: *shivers* I see…

Who ended your last relationship?

Rin: Me, obviously. Though I wouldn’t call it a relationship. They fill needs of the time, so when that need is met: I leave.

Have you ever broken someone's heart?

Rin: Probably. Might be a new record, who knows. I don’t stick around long enough to know nor care anyway.

Dabi: Ooh what a player…

Rin: I thought I told you to fuck off already?

Are you afraid of commitments?

Rin: I’m not afraid of anything. And I’m committed to many things, just not in the sense you’re referring to.

Dabi: *pulls up a chair and joins* now that one is accurate.

Rin: See?

Interviewer: So what would you say you’re committed to then?

Rin: My goals, his goals *gestures to Dabi*. Anything that isn’t societies unnatural and idealistic form of ‘normal’.

Have you hugged someone within the last week?

Rin: *Laughs* In the last week?! Try decade.

Dabi: Hey now, are you saying I don’t hug you?

Rin: *glares* does fucking count as hugging?

Interviewer: *turning red either from embarrassment or fear*

Have you ever had a secret admirer?

Rin: Oh god SO many! You hire a guy and suddenly he’s falling at your feet promising to protect you! Not so secret if you ask me. Some get too over zealous though, so then matchstick here puts them back in their place *gestures to Dabi again*

Interviewer: So you do have a somewhat ‘normal’ relationship at times?

Rin: I hate normal.

Have you ever broken your own heart?

Rin: You’d need to have one of those in the first place.

Dabi: Ouch, self burn.

Rin: Coming from you.

=SIX CHOICES=

Love or lust?

Rin: Jesus, more idiotic questions. Fine, let’s speed round this. Ready? *looks to Dabi*

Dabi: *smirks*

Both: Lust.

Lemonade or ice tea?

Both: Neither.

Cats or dogs?

Rin: Neither.

Dabi: Cats.

Rin: What? You like cats? Since when?

Dabi: It’s quick fire, quit yapping.

A few best friends or many regular friends?

Both: No friends.

Interviewer: I’m starting to feel sorry for you two…

Rin: Hey! What the fuck!?

Dabi: Cool, bout time someone did.

Wild night out or romantic night in?

Both: Wild night out.

Rin: But depends on the ‘wild’ part.

Dabi: Oh here we go Miss “sleeping in a dumpster isn’t ‘wild’ or ‘fun’”

Rin: I refuse to acknowledge that comment.

Day or night?

Both: Night.

Interviewer: Okay, that was… easier than I expected.

Rin: What’s that supposed to mean?

=FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS=

Been caught sneaking out?

Rin: *Laughs* Haha, no one’s ever caught me. In any context. Not even this guy.

Dabi: I agree that it’s impossible.

Fallen down/up the stairs?

Dabi: *side eyes her*

Rin: *fidgets* No. Next question.

Dabi: I thought you hated liars?

Rin: Fuck. You.

Interviewer: Shall I mark that as a yes?

Rin: Do you want to lose your eyes?

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt?

Rin: Who knew ambition could be so all consuming huh? I work until I achieve what I want. Pain is just a temporary set back, regardless of how extreme.

Dabi: *raises imaginary glass* Here here!

Wanted to disappear?

Rin: I can disappear when I want, it’s not that hard.

Dabi: Yeh, tell me about it.

Rin: Really? Now? Wallow in your loneliness some other time, I’m busy.

Interviewer: Could we possibly save the argument for afterwards? I am trying to speak with-

Dabi: Hey! Watch your mouth asshole we’re venting here

=FOUR PREFERENCES=

Smile or eyes?

Dabi: Speed round again, you gotta do it

Rin: Ugh, fine.

Rin: Eyes.

Dabi: Smile.

Rin: *gives a surprised frown towards Dabi*

Shorter or taller?

Rin: Taller.

Dabi: Shorter.

Rin: Yeh, you were always a bit of a short shit until the growth spurt so no wonder.

Dabi: Oi, watch it!

Intelligence or attraction?

Both: Intelligence.

Rin: Or you’re like me and you’re born with both.

Dabi: *rolls eyes*

Hook-up or relationship?

Both: Hook up!

=Family=

Do you and your family get along?

Rin: We’re not talking about them.

Interviewer: But this is how you came to lead your family business, is it not?

Rin: Are you kidding me? They had nothing to do with it! All I can thank them for is their resentment, it’s made me who I am.

Would you say you have a "messed up life"?

Rin: *stares at the interviewer with a cocked brow* You tell me sunshine.

Interviewer: Sorry, I was going to skip that question…

Have you ever run away from home?

Rin: 26 times. Between the ages of 11 and 16.

Interviewer: Was your family life that bad?!

Dabi: Also pretty weird to keep count…

Rin: Fuck off already! You’re supposed to be on watch!

Dabi: *stands up with hands raised up* Fine, fine.. but only for you sweetheart *goes to kiss Rin’s cheek sarcastically*

Rin: LEAVE.

Have you ever gotten kicked out?

Rin: Of where? You’re gonna have to be more specific.

Interviewer: Let’s say… a restaurant?

Rin: No.

Interviewer: Really? How about a library?

Rin: Only because of matchstick. They didn’t like his smell, made them think the building was on fire. *laughs*

=FRIENDS=

Do you secretly hate one of your friends?

Rin: Paha! You’d have to have some for that to apply.

Interviewer: Not even 1 friend?

Rin: Friends are as good to me as an untied shoe lace.

Interviewer: So not even Dabi?

Rin: *pauses* …fine. 1 friend. And yes I hate him, just not very secretly.

Do you consider all of your friends good friends?

Interviewer: Correction: Do you consider Dabi to be a good friend?

Rin: As good as a gal like me can get without paying for it with blood or my body.

Who is your best friend?

Rin: What a stupid term. ‘Best friend’. “Ooh shall we sit and braid each other’s hair? Oowoowoo” ugh, disgusting.

Interviewer: I think you’re not wanting to admit that you’d like a best friend.

Rin: Intelligence doesn’t suit you, so stop trying to be it.

Who knows everything about you?

Rin: *stays silent again, looking at her feet*

Interviewer: Is everything okay?

Rin: No one knows everything about me. In fact, even you know too much *stands up*

Interviewer: Wait… WAIT!!

|| Blood everywhere!! Gahhh oooohhhh the horrrorrrrrrrrrrrr!! Anyway the end||

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[iheartmomochi]

Momochi CR released wiretapped recording “The Fateful August 8th 10PM” translation

Important: as always i DID NOT make this translation. I commissioned currytantou on twitter, so all credit goes to them! here is their carrd in case you also want to commission them! please do not repost this translation anywhere or use it for re-translations into another language.

you can listen to the cd here

[0:05]

[phone vibrates] Hmph, you answered quickly. Were you waiting for my call? I see. If you’re behaving like a good girl, maybe I should let you know some good news later?~ Wanna know? Then, wait and look forward to it. I’m on my way home. Huh? Me? Well, I can’t say I’m not happy but actually, what makes you think that way?

[0:48]

Huh, what the heck? Are you trying to say that you can tell how I’m feeling from my voice tone through the phone? Can you not get cocky just because I praised you a little? Anyway, make sure to behave until I’m home. Okay, I’m gonna end the call. [phone ends]

[1:15]

(sighs) Alright, I gotta hurry h- Whaaaa..! Owww...! Hold on! What’s wrong with this place? It’s flooded??! Isn’t that dangerous?! What’s the deal with this office, seri- Ah. Judah messed up the tank of this water dispenser...Aggh, seriously?! How ridiculous! It’s his fault! Ugh. Actually, where the heck is that guy Judah? I totally forgot about him because of the PR problem. In the first place, the talk about that matter is still not- (sighs) Nobody’s around too. Ahh, seriously. He’s gonna get a piece of me next time I see him. I’m never gonna forgive him! (sighs)

[2:18]

Anyway, how am I supposed to deal with this? I’m gonna stand out and it’s gonna be difficult to grab a taxi. Ahh, seriously. I want to go home soon. This seriously sucks! Do I have something I wear in the locker?

[2:50]

Thank god I have a change of clothes. Although I don’t remember why I have shirts for training sessions? This outfit should be fine since all that’s left is to grab a taxi and go back home. Anyway, finally I can go home. Actually, what’s with today? I’m so tired! Survival’s reunion is the only good thing- Huh? (gasps) Those voices..? Are they still around? Wh-what should I do? I have to hide! I’m gonna be in another trouble if they find me!

[3:54]

(sighs) ...Hm? You guys are still around? It’s Saturday anyway, so I thought you’ve left... Huh, this? Uhh, things happened and I had to change. Ah! Y-yes..! Actually, I trained afterwards. I mean, look! An album is coming so I don’t think it’s a waste of time to train...! Ah. Uh. Uhm. Actually, I don’t know many details yet either. Ahahaha..! Yeah, maybe. So, I think you guys should wait for the follow-up report too. Huh?! To-together?! But I’m already- Uhh... Again, they’re not listening to me..!

[5:36]

[door unlocks] (sighs) I’m back... I see. You’re worried because I’m late. Obviously something happened! What other reasons could explain why I’m this late! Each and every one of them! Nobody can read the room! Enough is enough. You too, you sure got some audacity to say that first thing first! Hm. I know. Perhaps you wanted to get hurt after a while? Which reminds me, you were being so conceited on the phone earlier. You pretended to behave but you were actually provoking me. Nghh..! Hehe!

[6:50]

How’s that? This is what you wanted, right? Hm, am I wrong? Then, what do you want? If it’s not something suffering, something painful? Or are you saying both? But, right. You were waiting the whole day after all. This is not enough, right? Hehe! What a helpless girl. Ngh!!

[7:34]

Sure, I’ll keep you accompanied tonight. Once Survival reunites, I’ve no time to pay attention to you anyway. Just in time.

Apparently. Besides, it’s an album this time. Just Veronica. Which means, I’m gonna be busier. Keep that in mind. Hey. You seem to be lost in thoughts. What’s up? Hurry up and come over- Well, of course. With an album, we’ll have three new songs. What? Are you that happy you could hear me singing again? I see. Then, how about you try to be on your best behavior and don’t make my motivation drop. (pecks) Hehe!

[8:51]

Now what should I do? Tomorrow is the day off that I've been eagerly waiting for. I have all the time we need. Bear it no matter what I do to you. Don’t even think of shrieking. We had a tough time moving into this place. You, too, will be in trouble if people think weirdly of us. Hm? Can you do it? I see. Now come over, quick. I’ve had the worst day but finally I could have some fun. Hehe!

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