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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 10 months

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im so tired of sterek fics where derek is like really mean or just aloof to stiles until they get together. do you have an recs where derek is just a sweetheart who's always soft on stiles even before they get together?

Here's softboi!derek.

let me take care of you by honestlydarkprincess

(1/1 I 1,1311 I Teen)

Stiles couldn’t do anything but stare at the alpha werewolf as he rambled while unloading the aforementioned supplies from the grocery bag to Stiles’ counter.

Nothing Stiles was seeing made sense.

Why was Derek here, in his apartment, with cold medicine and fucking soup?

Or, the one where Derek comes over to take care of a sick Stiles. They talk about their moms and confess some feelings. It's all very soft.

An Anchor for the Storm by andthwip

(1/1 I 3,246 I Mature)

Derek's the only person Stiles can turn to.

Give Me Shelter by WonderWolf

(1/1 I 8,295 I Teen)

I don’t make a good impression, I know,” Derek grumbles. “It’s fine. I get it.”

“Noooo,” Stiles groans in frustration, “but it isn’t fair because you’re not that guy, you’re not an asshole and you give cats punny names so they have a better chance at being adopted.”

“Who told you I named the cats?” Derek asks, his brows scrunching together in confusion.

“Scott,” Stiles smirks. “My favorite so far was Purrsephone.”

(Or the one in which Derek and Stiles both volunteer at an animal shelter, Derek works with cats and gives them punny names, Stiles works with the dogs, and misunderstandings ensue).

If It Means a Lot to You by Nier

(1/1 I 9,356 I Teen)

His mom had told him about mates in the past. Derek would often come home and just hear stories about how his parents had met and fallen for each other, how they had gotten together after learning about what they truly meant to one another.

He was a kid when she told him all this, so it didn't really make much sense to him at the time. All he could do was sit there on the edge of her bed, listening as his mother talked about how love is an act of courage. If you don't take that first step, then everything else is impossible too.

Set a Song for Me by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

(1/1 I 11,573 i Teen)

“You did a favour for a stranger?” the sheriff asked, surprised. “You won’t even do a favour for me.”

“Your favours involve chocolate and salty snacks, damn straight I won’t do you any favours,” Stiles insisted, pointing an accusatory finger at his dad while leaning back against the counter, taking another large sip of coffee. “Some guy lost his phone and was calling it hoping someone would answer. That someone was me. He said he’d had some drinks and couldn’t come grab it right then, so we agreed to meet at the station this morning. I didn’t realize ‘this morning’ meant the ass crack of dawn.”

“It’s not the ass crack of dawn, that was at five thirty-seven, according to the weather app on my phone.”

Stiles let out a sarcastic laugh and flipped his dad off. The sheriff gave him a look, but he didn’t reprimand him, clearly able to tell Stiles was miserable.

Love At It's Purest by AbsolutelyNot2801

(12/? I 24,218 I Mature)

Sometimes Derek does things that makes Stiles think his crush is not completely one-sided, like gentle touches, soothing words and embraces like the one they were in that morning. And then he goes and does something stupid like getting a stupid girlfriend like Jennifer. It’s not because of Jennifer at all really. She’s lovely. But Stiles can’t help the hint of jealousy when he sees the loving gazes and soft, shy smiles.

And this is his step-brother he’s talking about. His step-brother! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Or a fic in which Stiles and Derek can’t help falling in love with each other. But there's a problem, they're step brothers. A fic with angst, feels and a happy ending.

The Spaz and the Sourwolf by TheRealDanniX

(9/9 I 24,674 I Teen)

When Stiles comes across something he shouldn't in the Preserve he ends up on four legs. Not that anyone in the Pack knows it's him. He's just hoping they can figure it out before anything else bad happens.

This Is Not Who I'm Supposed to Be by Anonymous

(11/11 I 24,932 I Teen)

After Stiles' friends get shot, the fox runs away from his home. He runs far enough that the white snow changes into green gras, and his white fur feels heavier than ever underneath the shining sun. Talia Hale and her family find him and she helps him turn back into human, something he hasn't been in years, and he has to learn how to be human again with the help from Derek. He realizes that life isn't easy. Not as human and not as a supernatural creature. Especially not when hunters are back in town.

shatter like glass, come apart in my hands by cosmicayan

(15/? I 47,107 I Mature)

The one in which Stiles goes missing for three months and then suddenly, out of nowhere, he turns up at the door of the Hale House, confusing himself, Derek, and literally everyone else.

Oh, yeah, and he has no memory of what happened to him (or, at least, no conscious memory).

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #fluff #getting together #anon

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matchadobo · 11 months

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KIDD; the captain has an allergy!

wc: 2061 summary: kidd has an allergy, he's allergic to... you. warnings: afab reader, none, just dumb kidd who can't figure out his feelings while killer tries to compartmentalize the captain's head to sort out his feelings for you, just fluff, a bit suggestive but no nsfw, kidd rambling abt you that's it

something's wrong with eustass kidd. he reckons that he's fatally ill. he feels like he could die any second. his chest feels tight, his muscles feel tense, his vision hazy, his body temperature skyrocketing, and his body perpetually weak most times of the day. he wanted to kill someone, the next pirate king shouldn't be so frail!

"man, i-huff-i feel like i'm having a-huff-a heart attack." the redhead clutched his chest tight, discarding his fur coat off and tossing it somewhere in the blond's quarters. killer looked quite offended that his captain interrupted his knitting.

"what's wrong with you?" killer started as he watched his captain sit by the edge of his bed, taking his vest off as he tries gathering air. "not a fever perhaps?" he stood up and placed the back of his hand atop kidd's forehead, he seemed to be sweating coldly. "talk to me, kidd."

"can you- huff- can you get allergic to someone?"

killer looked at his best friend like he grew a another head. it took him a while to respond. he cleared his throat and continued. "sorry, kidd but... whatever the fuck do you mean?" he tried searching clarity from his captain's eyes as he tried racking his lacking-medicinal-terms brain.

"this is fuckin' ridiculous, alright mate? don'tcha dare laugh at me." kidd started, leaning his arms back behind him as they supported his weight. after taking in a deep breath, he continued. "i think i'm allergic to name."

killer tried stifling his laughter but failed, receiving death glares from the other. "oh you're serious, damn." the blond soon realized and cleared his throat. "how did you... arrive at that verdict, kidd?"

"to start: whenever that fuckin' woman's around, she always makes my stomach feel funny. like i'm about to puke rainbows and shit." he started. "i feel all hot and my throat goes dry, like cat got my damn tongue." he moved his hands around for emphasis, mostly towards his head and chest.

at this point, killer's not getting enough credit for stomaching whatever bullshit his captain brings upon him. he's thanking all the gods there is for his mask because he can't muster how contorted his face looks from the dumb shit his captain is spewing. the amount of times his best friend rambles incoherent drivel about you will send him to madness the next time he hears about them and not see any development. it's nonsense like these that makes him rub his temples and would rather physically punt kidd to make that boneheaded captain realize what he truly feels about you.

the blond stared at him with a grim aura around him, "the fuck are you staring at me like that for?!" kidd protested.

"do you not realize that maybe- just maybe- she makes you feel something else more than... just a fellow crewmate? like i don't know maybe fucking love?" killer tried tiptoeing, piecing it out for him. that is until kidd just blankly stared at him, blinking his eyes as he waits for a word that he understands.

"love?! pft, hell no, shit doesn't sound like me. and that's impossible, i am in hate with her." he shook his head, crossing his arms. "that's why she makes me sick all the way to my stomach. she's a witch i'm tellin' ya."

killer worried at how serious kidd was at that last bit, the redhead's brows furrowed earnestly as he clasped his hands together. "and you think these are all uhh- symptoms for your allergy?"

"not just those!" he interceded, fist slamming down the wooden table. the impact shaking the cup of tea killer had before this disaster walked in. "my chest, i can't breathe each time she's there. just like earlier before i came in, she walked pass me and then i feel like she casted some kind of stupid witchcraft and then i suddenly struggle to breathe...! have i told you that i strongly think that she's a goddamn witch?!"

"yeah, that's twice now."

"i can't eat, feels like i'll throw everythin' up once she sits beside me. and each time she does, her touch feels like i'm bein' stung. she'll walk up to me with that annoyingly beamin' smile and bright fuckin' eyes, i just end up embarrassin' my damn self if i associate myself even further..." he downed the rum in his hands, "there it is! i feel fuckin' hot again! that woman really-"

"what woman?" you suddenly came around, peeking at killer's quarters. kidd jumped at your voice, knocking over things from the table and immediately falling off his seat. killer could be seen with a hand buried on his face, well in this case helmet. you let out a laugh at your rum-drenched captain who was sitting bashfully on the floor.

despite that, you sauntered towards him and squatted down. you took your hanky and unfolded it, drying his hair and wiping the residue liquid on the rest of his face. "what dumb shit are you up to again, captain?" you tilted your head to get a good look at him, but he refused to meet your eyes. you sighed, realizing he was too embarrassed to speak. "well, pick yourself up cuz you look stupid. also, it's not good to see the future pirate king on the floor, don't you think? whatever, see ya." you stood upright, waving to the two men goodbye.

"kidd, you alright?"

"you're right. i'm in love, am i?" he looked up at his best friend, fisting his pants bashfully.

killer rested his chin by his hands with a sigh, "about time you fucking realize."

"that's fuckin' funny, how could i be fuckin' in love?! cuz i hate that she shuts me up cuz i think she's right most of the time. i hate that all that i see is her, every minute for every day. i hate how her eyes shine when she smiles. i hate how she looks at me with that much faith that i'd make it. i hate how she calls me captain and it messes with my fuckin' head, drivin' my chest abnormal. i hate how i constantly want to be beside her. i hate that i always think about where she is and what she's up to. i hate that i am dying to know if she feels the goddamn same for this helpless sack of fuck that can't even pull himself towards her!"

"damn." killer clicked his tongue. "you really are crazy for her, aren't you?"

"from the beginning of it all," he shook his head in disbelief. how can a woman, manage to weaken eustass kidd like this?! just how?! "but i doubt this'd happen, have you seen her and have you seen me? she's way out of my league." he picked himself up, padding his bum with dirt and wiping himself with that hanky you gave. your perfume mixing with rum on his hands.

"oh? humbling yourself, kidd? now, that's not like you." killer countered.

"i-i'm not!" his ears turned red just as fast as he shot out a response. "she's just..."

"too precious you don't want to ruin her?" killer finished, the shock in kidd's eyes proved his accuracy. killer stood beside his best friend and put an arm around his shoulder. "come on, kidd. i look at the two of you and all i see are a couple of hardheaded crooks from the same mould with the same attitude, same stubbornness, and same passion for their dreams. she's tamer than you yes, more intelligent yes, more emotionally aware yes, and much calmer than you yes. that's exactly why you need each other, she regulates your storms and you give her peace a little peril. and trust me, i've seen how much she craves for your danger."

that bit made something primal awaken within kidd, something that he won't be apologizing for once it reveals itself later.

"so go, kidd. get her." killer gave him a little pat on the shoulder and pushed him out his quarters. a sigh of relief as he finally sees the end of this farce.

kidd took a deep breath and went on a search for you. he went looking for you in almost an hour, only to find you in his workshop as you mused at his trinkets and creations. "name, i've been looking everywhere for you. the hell are you doing here?"

"jeez, a hello would be nice." you rolled your eyes. "i wanted to tell you something."

"that's crazy, so do i." he shut the door behind him. he saw the shift in your expression as you heard his statement.

"you can go first." you smiled, making his heart skip a beat again.

"nah, you go."

"i insist. go on."

"no, go ahead."

"captain, just spit it out."

"you spit it out."

"you were the one looking for me, you go first!"

"well, you're the first one who said you were gonna say somethin'!"

"you know what?! neverfuckingmind! i can't with your dumb, stubborn ass!" you walked pass him. that is until he impulsively grabs your wrist and puts you back in your initial place.

you felt your skin burn at his touch, sucking in a deep breath as you regulated your rhythms from his firm grip.

"stay." he announced, seriously this time. you got a good look at his face, the faint light of the lantern along the little window by the other side of the room illuminated his sharp features. his eyes glowing with earnest and the genuine

need to say something he seems to be keeping for a while now.

he got closer and closer until your bum met with his worktable settled at the other side of the room, your hands holding at the edges for support as he got precariously close. you looked away as to not make your heart explode, mustering something up to calm yourself down. "w-why are you s-so clo-"

"look at me." he raised your chin with his index finger, directly locking eyes with you. "you aware that you've been driving your captain fuckin' insane ever since you set foot in the victoria?"

you furrowed your brows lightly, looking for any sort of clue in his honey eyes. your mouth was agape, too lost at the situation and too aroused at the proximity between the two of you. "from the way you always oppose me on the littlest things as you measure up to my stubbornness and knock some sense into me, to the way you usher me on to my dream like my pocket-sized cheerleader." he started, hypnotizing you with the fiery burn of his golden orbs; honey swirls swimming in them. "i love you." he placed a kiss on your forehead, down to your nose, to each side of your cheek, before pausing and waiting for the green light to your lips.

"well?" he raised a brow, keeping a milimeter distance away from your lips you could choke physically.

"tease." you replied, pulling him by his collar as you two clash your lips against each other. you wrapped your arms around his neck and he did too around your waist. it went on for a while before you two pulled away to get some air, panting in each other's lips. "your breath stinks of rum."

"as if that doesn't off you." he smirked, playfully tugging at your lower lips between his teeth. "so, what were you gonna say?"

"that i'm nuts about you too." you kissed his cheek. "funny how this whole shit works, right?!"

he threw his head back as he laughed. "all this time i thought i was the only crazy one."

"well, you're not very good at hiding how you like me so much." you teased, poking his cheek.

"shut it and kiss me more." he changed the topic, growling as he nuzzled his face by your neck. grinning as he elicited a little moan from you.

"have i told you how much i love your perfume?" he sucked in a deep breath, buttering your jaw and neck with kisses as the red pigment from his lips spanned further across your skin.

"no i thought you hated it."

"that's code for love, you dumbass." he breathed in your ear, making you giggle. he littered your neck with kisses, reveling at the fits of giggles he kindles from you.

i took this idea from an ao3 fic i read abt todobaku aND I CAN'T FIND IT ANYMORE! but anw i thought it'd be a good idea to incorporate kidd into this hehe. FINALLY FLESHED OUT A FIC IN SO LONG WOO

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cottoncandy-cult · 8 months

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Sebastian Michaelis x Neko Child! Reader

Sebastian was walking the streets of London with Ciel, searching the alleyways for a magical thief. Ciel wasn't quite sure why he was sent to search out the thief, from what he had found the thief was only stealing food. He assumed it's because the police had been on this case 3 months and made absolutely no progress, though apparently the night before one of them managed to graze the thief with a bullet. Sebastian was quick to stop when hearing whimpering, drawing the young male's attention as well to a small box that had a bit of blood leaking from the bottom.

Curiously he approached, when carefully moving one of the flaps he spotted the tiny form of a young girl. She was in a dirty and torn dress; her side was bleeding heavily. But what stunned the male was her ears and tail, they were that of a cat. With one look he knew it was a bullet wound, their thief was a child. She tried to hiss at him, but it was weak and pathetic. "It's ok, I just want to help you." His voice was soft and calm, but she soon fell unconscious. He was quick to act, lifting the girl up with ease as he rushed to his master.

With a groggy groan (E/c) eyes began to open, the room was dim which she was glad about. Her head ached, she moved slightly only to feel a sharp pain in her side making her hiss. "You shouldn't move, you're hurt pretty bad. But don't worry, we'll make sure you have a full recovery." The butler spoke softly from the bedside, watching her with his usual polite grin, The trio of trouble making servants not so sneakily peeking in seemed flabbergasted, they knew she was getting special treatment because she was part cat. The guy was obsessed with them after all. The young girl watched him warily, but she was so drowsy and weak. "Go ahead and sleep, the medicine for the pain is gonna make you tired." The girl was out like a light as he finished his sentence, making the older demon chuckle.

A year had passed since that day, (Y/n) had been adopted by the butler but Ciel had taken to her, so she was more like a princess than anything. Lizzy adored her, the 6-year-old just ate up the love and attention. Sebastian adored her most; he spoiled her greatly and was never shy to show his affection. They had been out for a walk one day, Ciel had to go through London in search of a particular shop. She had tagged along and of course Sebastian was going, as they walked, she spotted something. It was a kitten, white with one blue eye and one green eye. One of its paws was hurt, it seemed to be almost looking for help. The girl did the only thing she could think of, she scooped up the cat and brought it to Ciel. "Ciel look!" At the sound of her voice, he turned to her, the small girl showing him the injured kitten in her arms. "Ciel can we take her home please!?" She bounced slightly on her feet, her eyes glossy with worried tears.

She was a soft-hearted child, her heart ached for everyone and everything. He kneeled down, looking at the kitten as he patted its head. Sebastian was right beside her, stroking its chin. "She does need to learn about responsibility, this could be a good chance." Ciel was quiet as he thought, Sebastian held his breath and hoped for a yes while the girl looked ready to cry. "Ok fine, tell you what. You can take it home, but you have to take care of it." That was where it began, the sweet girl did chores and errands to earn money. She was smart in how she used it, because she was doing so well, he began to give in anytime she brought a homeless animal to him. The mansion was like a massive foster home, but Ciel had found a way to use this as an advantage. Sales had gone up, people enjoying the fact he cared for animals. They'd have balls and fundraisers, rehoming animals and doing adoption charity events. He wished he had listened to Sebastian when the demon would ask to take in a cat, as now he was making almost triple what he was. Sebastian loved it, at least he loved all the cats.

Now here he sat in the garden, leaned against a tree as (Y/n) cuddled into him. Being part cat meant she needed attention, and he was happy to give it to her. Kittens and puppies ran and played around them, it was a calm day and Ciel generously gave everyone a break. He had been in a wonderful mood for a bit. Sebastian smiled down at the girl who had fallen asleep from his rubbing of her ears, soft purrs escaping her. The demon just couldn't wrap his head around it; she was just so sweet. She was so innocent, a miracle worker that had yet to understand what she could do. Sometimes he wondered if maybe she was just a lost angel, either way he was happy he found her. Her one act of kindness had proven that karma exists, her desire to help animals had led to them being in an even better position financially. Ciel having opened a few charities for various causes.

Sebastian moved to stand, carrying the girl easily. She stirred slightly, but simply snuggled into him. "So warm..." Her words were a sleepy mumble, she gave a whine when he placed her in her bed. But she soon relaxed and fell back into a deep sleep, Sebastian could only chuckle as he removed her shoes, socks and coat. Gently he tucked her in, she slept a lot but that was likely because she worked so hard to take care of her responsibilities. He was proud of her; nothing would ever change that.

#black butler #sebastian michaelis #x reader #fem reader #child reader #neko reader #fluff #black butler fluff #candy cult vault

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gray-thistleclan · 4 months

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(accidentally made this more of a chatfic. my bad)

Cherrystar skittered across the muddy floor outside of camp. It rained just a few moments prior, so the ground was sticky and not pleasant to walk across, as Cinderpaw described it. Going for a patrol to reinforce the Gray-Thistleclan and Deep-Murkclan border. Cherrystar took Call Of The Void along with her, and the two quickly wandered far away from the camp.

"Hey, COTV?" Cherrystar's loud voice made COTV jolt up a little.

"Mhm?" She asked, now looking face-to-face with the leader.

"Can i talk to you about something?"

COTV nodded. Cherrystar took a deep breath and spoke up.

"I'm a little worried about Goldsight. Ever since Fogkit was born, she has been acting erratically, complaining about not felling well and her eyes get darker and darker, like she's slowly dying or something. I certainly hope she's not dying!" Cherrystar rambled to COTV, who was staring intently at her, expression unreadable.

"That would be awful, Cherrystar. I guess she should talk to the other medicine cats, maybe she's sick." COTV mumbled while sniffing the ground for any strayed scents.

"It doesn't seem like any sickness at all, it's like she's been cursed. Are her kits maybe weakening her? That seems like a high possibility. It's just... making me very worried."

"It's okay, Cherrystar."

"What if it's not okay, COTV?" Cherrystar harshly responded, surprising COTV. "I-I'm sorry about that, but what if she isn't okay? She looks life the life is draining out of her! I'm just..." Cherrystar sighed. "I keep repeating the same thing over and over again."

COTV didn't say anything, just nodded and looked away.

Awkward silence engulfed the two mollies, both seemingly trying to start a conversation but too anxious to actually say anything. Cherrystar suddenly jumped, looking like she had an idea.

"What about your paranormal abilities? Are they cool to have?"

"It's fine." COTV murmured quietly.

"You can see dead cats right? Have you seen Sparrowswipe and Woollyspeckle? What do dead cats look like, do they sparkle??"

"While i've seen Woollyspeckle, he mostly hangs around his mother and sometimes Anisetail, i haven't seen Sparrowswipe. I only hear what he's saying. Dead cats look like a wispy version of themself, they don't sparkle."

"Aww... Wait- What does Sparrowswipe say? Any insults about you or something?"

"Well, the first thing he said was "COME ON!". It was very loud. Since then, he's said stuff like "I knew COTV shouldn't have joined!", or "Cherrystar exile her!". I don't pay much attention to these, but they are quite loud- and he just said "Buzz off." right now. He seems to follow wherever i go."

"Does Woollyspeckle say anything?"

"Mostly saying stuff like "Man, Sparrow is loud!" or talking about Strawflower, Raincrackle or Fogkit. He doesn't say much, so it's mostly Sparrowswipe talking."

"Sweet!"

Silence once again. However, this time, they weren't focused on the patrol, they were more interested in enjoying each other's company. So much in fact, they've strayed away from doing any bordering and were just wandering around their territory.

However, COTV spoke up to break the silence.

"What was it like in Deep-Murkclan?"

"Hm? Oh, uhh, i left when i was 6 moons, don't really remember much, hehe... urghh..." Cherrystar babbled, speaking without thinking at all. "Umm, there was this apprentice task, where you had to feed the pit-"

"Feed... the what?"

"Feed the pit. The pit was scary! I hate it so much! Anyway, we had to feed the whatever was living underneath the horrible pit. Also it was very dark!"

"Must have sucked."

"It did suck! Also, Serpentstar, she wasn't the leader before! Though that didn't mean she was obsessed with the warrior code. Seems like it only got worse when she got her nine lives."

"Why did you take Goldsight with you when you left?"

"Oh, uh, well..." Cherrystar struggled to say anything. "Well, you know she has a scar, right? She got it when she was just a moon old- and i thought it wasn't suitable for her to live there, so i fled with her."

"Interesting."

"...What were we supposed to do again?"

"...Excellent question."

"Weren't we supposed to... um... patrol?"

COTV shrugged, which made Cherrystar sigh.

"We should get back to camp before the others think we got lost or died somehow."

"Yeah, that's fair."

They didn't get much done, but they liked being around each other. COTV has tried to tell Cherrystar something, but has never been confident enough to actually tell her. Maybe another day will be the day she will finally say it.

-🦚

DOG this is so good, kinda makes me wish i need how to write lol great job!

#gtc fanart #cherrystar is really from blackstone-clan not deepmurk but we can call this an au ;)

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cure-icy-writes · 2 months

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Okay so. A lot of people have been making cute little dungeon meshi aus where it's modern, but specifically the cast lives in one place. Figured I should maybe share mine?

Anyways. Dungeon Meshi but it's midwestern.

-Senshi, i think, is a regular presence in the church but is the kind of christian that the pastor has beef with. He has an apron with two fish and five loaves of bread on it, and can be found at pretty much every barbecue and church potluck. No one's sure if he's really devoted to jesus or just heard the story of a guy feeding an entire crowd and started showing up to church to feed people. He has caused two married men to have their bisexual awakenings.

-The town they all live in has an extremely high density of restaurants, meaning the only thing to do around there is go out to eat. The gang goes out to eat new places a lot together!

-Izutsumi is a warrior cats kid who was probably bullied for hissing and biting the other kids. The gang recognizes that she's not mean, she's just badly socialized and also seventeen. She lives in a group home, but has been running away less ever since she got promised regular meals.

-Related: Chilchuk is a union guy who is covertly making sure every restaurant they go to is up to code. He keeps shutting down places for not having adequate safety measures for their employees.

-Izutsumi has decided she's going to hang out with Chilchuk sometimes and will stop by his workplace. He's insistent that he's not adopting any more children, but has been teaching her how to budget, how to lie convincingly enough to get a job, and the most ethical places to shoplift from with the fewest risks because she's going to steal things anyways.

-Marcille has never been to a cornfield in her life. She's a Chicago kid, who really misses her deep dish pizza and that really good Italian place, but she's here to study some rare microorganisms.

-Marcille studies a very weird field of medicine that involves looking for medical uses in odd places. She's looking to eliminate class divides in lifespan by trying to find more affordable medicines for diseases that primarily affect the lower class.

-Her father died of asbestos poisoning from working in unsafe conditions when she was a kid, so she's especially alert for it, and gets a little neurotic around flu season.

-Laios and Falin used to go to the creek behind their house all the time to catch crawdads, and sometimes he'll still do it for old time's sake.

-Laios flunked out of college because they couldn't handle his autism rizz. He's going to trade school for the culinary arts, but he keeps trying to cook things he shouldn't.

-Laios checked out the massive dragon books from the library and cried when he found out they weren't real.

-He does furry commissions online, but he's not the best with customer negotiations and keeps wondering how many nipples someone's fursona has. Chilchuk helped him build his profile to appeal to commissioners who like speculative biology.

-Falin watched her brother flunk and went "hm, I think I will not." she's an apprentice at a local gardening shop. You think she's a normal sweet cottagecore kind of girl but then she starts gushing about soil nutrients and sustainability and you realize. Oh. Oh this is the kind of girl who would romanticize being buried under a tree and having it consume her bones.

-Laios wears shirts with anatomically correct dinosaur skeletons on them, but he has to order them online and frequently complains that there are no good clothing shops nearby. Senshi heard him say this, and introduced him to fabric paint.

#dungeon meshi midwestern AU

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bonefall · 6 months

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Obviously nobody should be talking poorly about any of Bumble's competitors but it's insane how people voting for Alex are going 'its a CAT'. Like, okay and? Alex Dewitt is ink on paper and we rightfully take issue with her writing to the point of making it a term, so why is it any different when a fictional cat has misogynistic writing? And these are cats with a society, laws, religion, and understanding of (herbal) medicine. They are on par with people. And, it's a YA series. Shouldn't people take the message "fat, abused women dying isn't a problem because they can't contribute ackshually, and if we acknowledge it is how can the goodboy main character stop licking his brother's kitty boots if he's a bad person :(" as a red flag in any series? Let alone one for kids? Like, did everyone outside of the fandom miss the Ashfur defense? Because I was there for it and it was pretty clear a LOT of impressionable children genuinely believed the "he only loved too much" excuse hook line and sinker, and blamed Squirrelflight for everything. There were so many fans genuinely believing that I literally remember seeing hate art and fanfics portraying Squirrelflight as a horrible person just for asking to stay friends. That alone was a testament to how harmful Warriors can be, all because of that one scene of Ashfur being spotted in StarClan.

And with that fiasco in mind, how can anyone trivialize it to Bumble being 'just a cat'? Especially when kids are reading this, and could really take the harmful message Gray Wing the """Wise""" has for them that if you have nothing to contribute to the people you desperately need help from, you are stupid for trying to ask for it. I was lucky to not take any of the really harmful portrayals relationships in Warriors to heart, but not everyone will be. People should support Alex all they want, she deserves it! But downplaying what happened to Bumble because she's a cat is harmful :(

Alex DeWitt's story is so shocking and straightforward that you're able to sum it up with a single word; "Fridging." It's become the touchstone for a wider discussion about misogyny in media because it is so evocative and so easy to explain as an example.

That IS important. That IS a legacy.

But somehow, if you try to explain how EARLY misogyny in media starts, and how pervasive it is even in "less respectable" mediums like YA xenofiction, they lose their fucking minds. People who refuse to read anything at all going, "what could possibly have happened to a cat?"

You know what, though? I'm GLAD Bumble is winning, and I'm proud of this fandom and our campaigning. I think we actually deserve to be a little smug about this after all the damn "justa cat" comments. Bumble doesn't HAVE a legacy. The book doesn't VALUE HER LIFE AT ALL! "It's so sad Clear Sky is going to have his reputation ruined for killing this useless woman. I never liked Bumble anyway, what matters about this is my poor brother :("

The runner of the Canon Misogyny Tournament mentioned in passing how they kinda take issue with the idea of quantifying misogyny based on suffering because of how it oversimplifies the insidious ways it can express in a narrative, and I've thought a lot about that a lot. They're right.

And Alex is THE posterchild of this because her death is ghoulish. We needed what happened to her as a simple, evocative term, to advance the conversation around media misogyny and get it through people's skulls. But, she has become the conclusion of a sentiment that the more gruesome the death is, the more misogynist that makes it.

but. The fridge was not the misogynistic part of what happened to Alex. THE FACT SHE WAS ONLY INVENTED TO DIE FOR THE PAIN OF A MAN IS. THAT is what the term "fridging" is supposed to point out; The absolute LACK of interest in her as a 3-dimensional character, in women as people, to the point where the writer chose to send Alex out in a gorey, disrespectful way solely as a motivator for her boyfriend. THAT is the bad part.

But instead people have latched onto the fridge half. More violent = more misogyny.

There's a lot of ways for a narrative to be misogynist, though. To downplay the lives, emotions, or contributions of women characters, and to reinforce real-world bigotry.

Warrior Cats does a LOT of this, blaming bad mothers who didn't shut up and accept their 'purpose in life' for Brokenstar's tyranny, making it a TRAGIC thing that Clear Sky is being held accountable for murdering women because his man pain makes it ok, and even blaming Squirrelflight for rejecting Ashfur's advances which caused him to go "crazy" and attempt to murder her children (until, of course, the welcomed retcon of TBC).

Bumble's death, because she is a fat woman, is treated as unavoidable. It's not a terrible thing she died, Gray Wing never really liked her anyway, what REALLY "matters" is that now no one likes her murderer.

She was stupid and selfish to even ask for help, because she is so fat and weak. To be upset at all that her only friend watched her get dragged back to her abuser. Even as she bleeds out, she gets to listen to Turtle Tail making up excuses and wishing she "could have found happiness."

All while Tom the Wifebeater, the fat man who physically assaulted two women, gets a big cutesy redemption death and honored and beloved by everyone and even gets to "lose weight and that's so good :)". Because the books value the lives of men more than the lives of women, plain and simple.

Bumble wasn't just fridged. It's worse than that. Her life doesn't even have enough value to get Clear Sky held accountable for murdering her, because beloved writer favorite Gray Wing hated her for being friends with his wife and doesn't want anyone to hate his poor, innocent big brother :(

Like you said, you can ask anyone in this fandom and they'll tell you about the impressionable kid they were, or have MET, who was badly influenced by the constant misogyny of these books. People who defend Bramblestar tooth and nail as he abuses his wife, the screeds against both Leafpool and Nightcloud for making Crowfeather sad, and the absolutely radioactive Ashfur Defenders who have thankfully died down since TBC's welcome retcons.

It doesn't just end with annoying internet comments. Those kids carry that kind of message with them. It reinforces existing biases and causes them to downplay abused women and toxic men in their real lives.

But sure, "just a cat." Cool way to downplay the 20-year-old bestselling YA fantasy series that is still ongoing but ok. 50000 Bumblesweeps upon ye.

(though i do also have to say, since I started speaking more about it today, I'm seeing more non-wc fans push back against the 'just a cat' comments. Sincerely, thanks guys. It's not every DC fan or Alex voter, just a very vocal section of sore losers willing to downplay misogyny because they're angry.)

#Bumblesweep #Vote Bumble #Misogyny #fatphobia #abuse

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fallenclan · 22 days

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Wolfbite & Bearspring, by Dragon Anon

"Unsheathe your claws."

"What?" Wolfbite's gaze snapped away from Bearspring. Surely, she had misheard Ravenstar.

The tom let out a soft sigh, shaking his head as if disappointed. "Have you not noticed how ShallowClan plagues our borders? Would you fight with claws sheathed when a ShallowClan warrior lunges for your throat?"

"I--of course not." Wolfbite glanced at Bearspring. The she-cat's gaze was impassive, betraying nothing. "But Bearspring is my clanmate. Surely-"

"Surely?" Ravenstar tilted his head, gaze placid. His tail swished ominously. "Do you know better than me, Wolfbite? Better than your leader?"

"No." Wolfbite lowered her gaze. "Of course not."

"Good. You may continue sparring. I will observe."

Wordlessly, Wolfbite focused her attention on Bearspring. The younger she-cat held a determined gleam in her gaze, shooting a furtive glance at Ravenstar. Then, muscles tensing, Bearspring lunged.

Wolfbite side-stepped the she-cat, causing her to stumble. Using Bearspring's fumble to her advantage, Wolfbite rushed forward to nip at the black and white warrior's flank. Bearspring let out an irritated hiss, whirling on Wolfbite. Her claws sliced through the air, missing Wolfbite's face by mere inches as the she-cat stumbled backward to avoid the blow.

A gasp broke Wolfbite's attention, and she realized a small crowd had gathering. Kestrelfeather was watching Wolfbite with open fear, while Tangletail gazed admiringly at Bearspring. Marshjump was observing his sister with a frown, Sootstep with barely concealed disdain.

Wolfbite's mind was brought lurchingly back into the fight as she felt Bearspring slam into her. Woflbite's back hit the ground with a painful crack, her vision swimming before her. Bearspring pressed a paw against Wolfbite's throat, claws sinking into the soft fur there. Bearspring's gaze slid to Ravenstar. The tom gave the slightest nod.

Wolfbite felt a burst of panic. Why was no one stopping this? Bearspring's claws sunk deeper into Wolfbite's throat. Wolfbite didn't think, she acted. She surged forward, knocking a startled Bearspring off of her. Hissing, Wolfbite snapped at the she-cat, sinking her teeth into her shoulder and roughly shoving her back.

Bearspring let out a pained yowl, ears pinned against her head. Blood stained her ebony fur, and Wolfbite felt sick. "Bearspring, I didn't mean..."

"Enough," Ravenstar's voice carried across the training grounds. "Wolfbite has won this spar. Bearspring," the tom eyed the now limping she-cat. "Your technique needs work. You were reckless and unguarded when attacking Wolfbite. I'm disappointed."

"She should go see a medicine cat," Kestrelfeather mrrowed, stepped forward to stand beside Wolfbite.

"No. The wound will heal. Let it scar. It will be a reminder of what happens when you aren't prepared for a fight," Ravenstar replied mildly. "Now. Who wanted to train next?"

...

Wolfbite couldn't shake the melancholy hanging over her heart. She had injured a clanmate. Juniperfoot had been furious when she'd learned of what had happened, hissing and spitting at Ravenstar like a mad raccoon.

Exhaling softly through her nose, Wolfbite halted in front of Bearspring, who had been sulking by herself in one of the camp's many alcoves since the fight. "I brought this for you," Wolfbite murmured, dropping a squirrel in front of Bearspring.

Bearspring bristled. "I don't need your pity."

"I don't--this isn't pity. I feel bad. Clanmates shouldn't use claws against each other."

"No?" Bearspring leapt to her paws. "You made me look weak in front of Ravenstar, but I'm not the weak one. You are. Your soft-heartedness will get you killed in an actual battle."

"Why are all of you so obsessed with this--this bloodshed? What 'battle' are you even expecting to happen?" Wolfbite retorted.

"Get out!" Bearspring lurched forward, still not applying weight on the side of her injured shoulder. "Leave me alone. One day, Wolfbite, you'll regret this."

"Fine." Wolfbite scoffed, whirling and stalked off. She wouldn't stay where she wasn't wanted. Still, dread hung over her like a cloud. She couldn't help but miss the kittenhood days of her life, when war and death were reserved for stories in the elders' den.

Now, tragedy seemed to lurk around every corner.

Waiting for the opportune moment to strike.

-🐉 ( a drabble! writing fight scenes between cats is difficult lol. i prefer to remain anon as usual )

(beetle note: RAHHHH DRAGON THIS IS SO GOOD!!!! i love your interpretation of it, fantastic job as always ‼️‼️

#fallenfic #dragon anon #blood tw

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nettleclanstale · 28 days

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MOON 31

This is a written moon!

MOON 31

"Well...They seem healthy enough. Other than this one."

Badgerfern watched Aloesight, his expression grim as the medicine cat checked over the four kits lying by his belly.

He knew. He knew it was bad timing. Peakpaw had died only the day before, and here he is bringing four new kits into camp.

As if he were replacing her.

But he couldn't turn his back on them. They were his kits. How was he supposed to know Peakpaw was going to die?

A feeling of guilt crept up Badgerfern's spine at the thoughts that infested his mind. How could he think that way?

It was only when Aloesight cleared his throat in annoyance that Badgerfern realized he was trying to speak with him.

"What? What's the matter?" He questioned, his ear flicking.

"You didn't hear a word I said, did you?" Aloesight grumbled. He sighed heavily. "By the stars...I was saying that this one," he gestured to one of the kits, a white she-kit with the smallest splash of black and ginger over her eye. "...She's paralyzed. It shouldn't affect her ability to become a warrior if she desires, but...I figured you would want to know."

Badgerfern opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again when Aloesight shook his head, his expression hardening.

"I also asked you where these kits came from. Have you been sneaking off AGAIN? Especially after the death of your DAUGHTER!?" Aloesight's voice, usually blunt and stoic, had now formed into a snarl, the fur on his back bristling. "What kind of a father are you!? Why do you-"

"SHE'S WHAT?"

The agonizing wail pierced through the camp, making both toms freeze.

"...Valleywave knows now." Aloesight murmured. He stood, tail lashing as he padded out of the nursery. "You better do everything in your power to fix this, Badgerfern. I can't help you this time."

Badgerfern's heart sank. Looking down at the kits at his belly, he gave them each a gentle nudge with his nose before standing and making his way into the clearing.

Valleywave was collapsed onto the ground, wailing as if her own life was the one ending. Sunpaw sat beside her mother silently, her tail wrapped around her flank.

"...I'm sorry, darlin'." Silverbreak, who was sitting in front of Valleywave, meowed softly. She must've been the one to break the news. "We did ev'rything we could, but it just-"

"Where?" Valleywave asked between sobs, glaring up at Silverbreak. "Where did you put her?"

"She's somewhere safe, we-"

"Do not give my any excuse." Valleywave slowly rose to her paws, the usual light in her eyes gone as she stalked towards the silver she-cat. "Silverbreak, where is my DAUGHTER?"

Silverbreak crouched low to the ground, her ears flattened in submission. "We buried her." She murmured, barely even whispering as she wrapped her tail protectively around her body. "She's gone, darlin'. I'm so sorry."

Valleywave stood there for a moment, stunned and silent. She soon let out a horrible shriek, a sound that made Badgerfern freeze in his place and a chill go down his spine.

"NOOO!!" She screamed, beginning to pace around the clearing. "My baby, my baby, why!? WHY!?" She looked up at the sky. The normally full night sky was now dark and gloomy, as if StarClan itself had disappeared. "CURSE YOU!!" She shouted, her fur bristled. She began to uproot dirt and grass with her claws. "CURSES TO THE STARS!! YOU TOOK HER AWAY FROM ME!!!"

"Mama, please..." Sunpaw bumped her head against Valleywave's shoulder, attempting to guide the wailing she-cat towards the medicine den. "Aloesight can give you poppy seeds, and you can get some rest..."

Valleywave whirled around, glaring at Silverbreak with a fury in her eyes that would forever burn itself into Badgerfern's memory. "YOU DIDN'T LET ME SAY GOODBYE TO HER!!" She exclaimed, not even attempting to hide the snarl in her voice. She attempted to charge at Silverbreak, claws unsheathed, but was quickly stopped by Sunpaw. "YOU'RE HORRIBLE!! I'LL KILL YOU-!!"

Silverbreak remained low, looking up at Valleywave with genuine fear in her eyes. "P-please, I didn't...Valleywave, please-"

Ambershard stepped between Valleywave and Silverbreak. He glared at the tortie she-cat, lashing his tail.

"Go to the medicine den now." He demanded, and Valleywave, still shaking in grief, obliged. She was flanked by Sunpaw, and the two disappeared into tbe medicine den.

Badgerfern slowly took a step back. He turned and went back into the nursery, where Mistlebrook was lying with his sleeping daughters.

"Don't tell her," The large brown tom grumbled. "She's not in the right state. She'll see the kits when the time is right."

Badgerfern nodded, sinking into the comfortable nest of moss. He looked down at the kits, who seemed to have sensed their father's warmth and were now crawling towards his belly once more. He gently nudged the paralyzed she-kit closer to him.

"Do they have names?" Mistlebrook questioned, wrapping his tail around his own litter defensively. "Maybe that will take your mind off of things."

"Well, I have a few names in mind..." Badgerfern murmured. He looked down at the kits. "The black and white she-cat will be Pouncekit, and the white she-cat will be Larkkit."

"Any reason you chose those names?"

"I just liked how they sounded." Badgerfern replied. He turned his head to a small gray and white tom. "...He will be Ivykit."

"And the last one?" Mistlebrook gestured towards the final kit, a small black and white tom. "He looks exactly like you. You couldn't deny him if you wanted to."

Badgerfern hesitated, staring down at the last kit. He was an active little one, his head already lifted as he tried to look around the darkened nursery.

"...I will call him Fallenkit." Badgerfern soon said, giving his tail a quick lash.

"Fallenkit? Why?"

"Because if he is blessed with the title of leader one day, he will be named Fallenstar." Badgerfern's voice was a low growl. "He will serve as a reminder of what we lost today. The day the stars have turned their backs on us...The day the stars have fallen."

Pouncekit, Larkkit, Fallenkit, and Ivykit have joined NettleClan. Larkkit is paralyzed.

Valleywave is grieving. She cannot work under these conditions.

#clangen #warrior cats #wc oc #badgerfern #aloesight #valleywave #ambershard #sunpaw #mistlebrook #Pouncekit #Larkkit #Ivykit #Fallenkit #Silverbreak #Written Moon #moon update

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wc-confessions · 7 months

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Starclan sucks.

I mean genuinely they do. They go against their own rules often, and they hold cats to stupid standards or none at all

Ashfur got in for 'loving too much' after trying to murder his crushes Kits because she didn't like him back.

Frecklewish got sent to the dark forest when she shouldn't have. Seriously, she thought mapleshade and her kits were being saved by riverclan, how could she have known otherwise?? And if it's about the exile of mapleshades Kits why is she the only one being punished? Shouldn't it be the leader at the time, who exiled Kits during a storm, not her??

The trial for leafpool is another great example of how stupid starclan is! They told her to do it. Spottedleaf literally told her to follow her heart when she asked them what she should do! Why shouldn't she listen to the ancestors she's been told to listen to and follow her entire life???

The medicine cats not having kits sort of made sense in the first series when every Clan only had two. But now, not only can there be more than two Medicine cats but there's also cats that choose to stay Queens to help look after Kits. The super-edition explaining this rule is also dumb, the medicine cat who had Kits wouldn't let other cats help look after them for dumb reasons and that's why she had trouble performing her duties while looking after them! It wouldn't be an issue for cats willing to let others babysit! It's dumb!

Then there's the fact they lied to squirrelflight, telling her she was barren so she'd take the three. If I were her that would have destroyed my faith forever, knowing the dead everyone worships will lie for their own gain and interests.

Likywhisker goes to the dark forest for 'not accepting fate after breaking her leg'. Like???? What??? What??? Starclan what the fuck??

Brightflower goes to the dark forest, a place where you starve forever and wounds never heal, becuase she believed her leader and got mad becuase she thought her older daughter killed her kits?? In what world did that make sense? Meanwhile Rainflower gets to hang out in starclan.

Tangleburr, deerfoot, and stumpytail didn't really do anything to warrant going to the dark forest. Blackstar did just as much, actually more, than they did. Blackstar(Blackfoot at the tine)murdered an elder, and aided brokenstar and tigerclaw. He changed, yeah, but who's to say the other three haven't or wouldn't have?

Juniperclaw shows genuine remorse for his actions and did save multiple lives. Yet he's still in cat hell while other cats who had done worse still get to relax in cat heaven.

Sol was right, the clans shouldn't worship something so inherently flawed. It was stupid that blackstar took not believing starclan to mean the clan shouldn't care for each other anymore. The clans can both recognize starclan as just a flawed as they are while also continuing to care for each other.

Starclan sucks.

#text #anonymous #warrior cats #confession

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toastingpencils37 · 7 months

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Isn't that a good thing?!

God, I swear, I have so many issues with the medicine cat system in Warriors.

Especially when it comes to having kits. Because medicine cats aren't allowed to have kits or mates, but they choose to become a medicine cat when they are around 6 moons old. They are still fucking kittens at that time.

And then there are all the times the medicine cat doesn't get to choose to be a medicine cat, and is just forced into that spot, especially if they're disabled (like Jayfeather and Cinderpelt).

And we constantly see these medicine cats suffer from all these rules, wanting to have a mate and kits, but not being able to.

Plus there's the whole Leafpool dying and getting judged by Moth Flight for it. Which made me fucking hate Moth Flight because she was able to fucking have a mate and kits, and then, after she specifically couldn't fulfill her medicine cat duties with them, decided to abandon them and separate them from each other (y'know, when they're dealing with the trauma of their mom leaving them, it's great to remove them from each other as well), and then proceed to tell all the other medicine cats that they shouldn't dare have a mate or kits.

I swear, the system in the series needs to fucking change. And the best start would probably be to have more medicine cats, so that sick cats can be treated properly and those who are medicine cats don't have to miss out on parts of their life.

#warrior cats #leafpool #moth flight #jayfeather #cinderpelt #medicine cats warriors

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atorchzagreusandtris · 5 months

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Seeing how much people have cared about my cat and her health has really warmed my heart. We've managed to get $125 + 27 (outside of gofundme) so far and I've been asking people at my college to at least spread the link if possible. One of my classmates pulled out the money from her wallet (the $27) and handed it to me and apologized for not being able to give more.

It's not the amount you give that matters, it's the fact you helped at all when so many people are uncaring and will brush over your post.

Yes I get it, with everything going on right now people don't have money to give, people that do are likely donating what they can to other causes like supporting Palestine or Congo.

It is the fact you are using your own money to help me pay to take my cat - my ESA, who I have had since I was fucking 13, who has been there for me through countless trauma including SA - to the vet that matters.

And even if you don't donate, you spreading my post helps it reach new people who MIGHT donate. Who MIGHT spread my post to gain further traction so I can get MORE money to help my cat.

Thanks to people who care, we now have $152 that will go towards getting her to a vet, that will go towards testing, that will go towards medicine, and even if we are told there is nothing we can do and it's better to euthanize her or it will cost THOUSANDS of dollars we don't have and can't manage to raise, that $152 still goes towards taking care of her, even if it's putting her down.

I don't want to put her down of course, I love her more than life itself. I've lost two cats this year, she's only nine, she shouldn't die yet, but life happens, sickness happens, injuries happen. I don't want her to be in pain. I've watched too many of my animals be in pain and each time it guts me. I don't want her to be in pain.

But people care. People care enough to help give other people money to take care of suffering animals and tell other people to bring awareness and that in of itself is beautiful. Thank you to anyone who has donated, thank you to anyone who has spread. Please keep spreading, please if you can donate. Even if it's $1. Even if it's a penny. Remember that everything you donate helps. Remember that every time you spread my post it helps.

#gofundme #cat #emergency #vet bills #aid

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charismaofobedience · 9 months

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I kind of hate how some ppl in the milgram fandom treat Amane ngl.

Yes, she's still a child and clearly went through a LOT of trauma being the poster child of her cult (which is a typical small eastern cult as we could see, not a big one like so many people made it to look like which is a whole other topic I want to discuss another time), but at the same time she asks us to not treat her like a child. Amane's situation in there makes me ill sometimes just when I think about how, because of the cult on itself, she was made to believe she's not really a child in the most stereotypical sense of the word due to all the learnings and torture/punishments she went through and shouldn't be judged as such.

However, at the same time Amane really isn't just a child. She has made it very clear Amane (not the prisoner but the spokesperson of the cult) would attack the ones who went against the cult's teachings (medicine, aka Shidou, Mahiru and Fuuta) and while yes she possibly couldn't heavily affect and hurt Shidou, especially now that Kazui is back on the innocent leaning votes and could protect the prisoners again, Mahiru and Fuuta are still hurt and could easily have their conditions worsened.

Not only that! The fact that Haruka and Muu both got guilty verdicts also heavily means Haruka will try and do something to hurt himself. While we still don't know all the teachings of the cult, the easy conclusion is that this also goes against Amane's cult.

The fact it's also already shown that Amane is trying to convert Fuuta, who again is mentally fragile, and Fuuta got a forgiven verdict will possibly enforce that belief on Fuuta himself if she, too, gets an innocent verdict.

While yes, I *do* think Amane is not guilty at all and should have been forgiven, the situation at hand really is bad and would possibly worsen with Amane being voted innocent. The Fuuta thing alone scares me from the results and everything else just worsens it. Amane is not guilty at all about the things she had to go through and honestly if she did kill the guy who murdered the cat as a divine punishment since hurting animals is also seen as blasphemy i do get where she's coming from, but at this point if we get a forgiven Amane verdict I'm scared on what will happen in the middle of trial 2 and 3

#milgram #amane momose #♡𑁬࿔ chii talks #cult cw

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fallenqrowfinch · 9 months

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warrior cats QSMP AU destroying me rn

Ok basic stuff + mild extras about the blorbos

The og English and Spanish creators, Clanborn. All of them, even if some were of different clans before finding their way to IslandClan, a rather secluded Clan in the middle of a very large lake. They all came there in different ways, some more water-born cats attempting to swim to the other shore on a bet only to be exhausted and drift to the island, the unfortunate being taken on boats by Twolegs, etc. etc.

The Brazilians, ex-shelter cats who escaped the shelter and lived on the streets for a while, before prissy Twolegs, upset that they were maintaining their claim over the streets, found them, sealed them in a cardboard box, and shoved them out to the lake.

The French, idk what their origins should be, but their arrival was by a stupid youtuber dropping bagged cats from drones from clout. They crashed right through IslandClan's thorn barrier around camp btw.

The newest group, still not sure. Maybe a mixed origins? Idk.

Cucurucho is a friendly talking bear :o) Who is a messenger from StarClan (the feds, essentially, look it's hard to merge these universes) :o) Who defo isn't really corrupt and the ones actually running the Clan :o)

Some people's names + roles + some other stuff-

Cellbit - Cellbite, kept the first half of his name that he gained from his vicious streak in the shelter, where he was mostly known for the rattling and eventual breaking or opening of his cage/"cell" doors. Deputy. Had a brief stint in medicine cat training to talk to StarClan more, only thing he can recall is deathberries. Has a tendency to remind everyone of his mate, just as canon Cellbit loves his husband. Technically an atheist (by Warrior's universe terms anyways.) bc he believes StarClan doesn't really have that much power. They were just living cats, no? Death shouldn't grant power or omniscience. Mauled by the "friendly" bear, but isn't believed by many.

Jaiden - Bluebird, has blue fur and is good at catching birds. Warrior, wants to become a medicine cat to see her lost kit again. Trusts Cucurucho, likes talking walks with them, in hopes that maybe StarClan will pass a message to them to ask her to be a medicine cat.

Roier - Spiderrose, very good at climbing trees and has red/rose coloured fur. Warrior. I need to go to sleep. I am running out of ideas.

Bobby - Bouncekit. High energy, silly, dead. Watching over his family and Clan from StarClan. Happy to see Spiderrose and Cellbite together. Misses Bluebird and Spiderrose a lot, aware of StarClan's corruption but can't do anything about it. Hopes Bluebird doesn't become a medicine cat, lest she be caught by StarClan's lies after they start whispering in her ears.

Also feel free to ask questions I leave my askbox open at all times on purpose, replies may be a lil slow bc I'm going to sleep rn and tomorrow I'm catching up on VODs so. Yeah!!

#fallen's posts #qsmpblr #qsmp jaiden #qsmp #qsmp cellbit #qsmp roier #qsmp bobby #warriors #warrior cats #warrior cats au #fallen's Warriors QSMP AU

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