#i put it under a cut so it wont clog up your dash

[the-converse-high-top]

this is going to sound really fucked up but i just need to say it i think.

I never realized that people could actually care. I always thought that the depictions of friendship in movies and TV shows were over-the-top portrayals, and weren't things that actually happened. This was then exacerbated by the fact that my entire life I always wanted people to just Know How I Was Feeling like they do on TV and I found out that that's Not How It Works. I always thought I was naive for caring so much about my friends and for doing nice things for them out of the blue, and I always resented myself for resenting my parents for not doing more for me as a child.

So when I got to uni, and my friends started caring about me and asking if I was ok when I looked sad and doing nice things for me, I didn't know what to do with myself. It was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for me in a long time. When I was staying with a friend, and she said that she left the window open in the room I was going to be staying in because I liked it to be cold when i sleep, I bluescreened. I didn't know how to respond. It is quite literally one of the nicest things anyone had ever done for me. No one had ever paid that much attention to the things I liked. Every year on my birthday it was either a gamble if I would get something I actually wanted from my parents (spoiler alert: I was often disappointed) or I would just have to straight up tell them what I wanted. I got accustomed to the latter, and now I don't mind, but receiving two gifts from friends about languages this year made me realize that I could have it so much better.

And don't even get me started on online friends. I sort of thought that everyone was lying about them? Or that it was something unattainable, and reserved only for God's Chosen Favorites or something. But no, there are little people in my phone who care about me. They legitimately care about me as much as I care about them. I've been nervous to ask them about their well-being because I'm still nervous about being naive and getting a wake-up call that no one cares again, but after being told that they were worried about me when I overslept, I think i should know that I'm in the clear. And that's not even including all the times they tell me to go to bed when it's late, and when they ping me about things I may enjoy or things I was involved in.

All this is to say I guess that I'm touched that people remember my existence. It makes me feel good to be wanted. I will be eternally grateful to both my irl and online friends who made me realize that just because my parents or my friends from home didn't care enough to remember what I like or to go out of their way to do nice things for me, it doesn't mean that no one will. I need to step up and do more for you guys. I trained myself to push down my desire to help and check in with people because I thought I was betting on something that I'd never get in return, but now I know I can.

Thank you all, and I love you 💚

#uf this is a long one sorry 😅 #i put it under a cut so it wont clog up your dash #btw if you are an online friend and you do something nice for me #what you arent seeing is me squealing and crying and bluescreening before giving your message a heart emoji and possibly the 🥹 emoji #the 🥹 emoji to me is a dear friend #🥹 to me in the context of accepting nice things means that im basically already crying #i am so incredibly appreciative of you all #i will not stop saying it #and i need to say it more to my irls faces #if you know me irl and you see this expect me to tell you very soon that i fucking love you #and if youre an online friend and you have vagueposted about something happening to you since ive met you #you may or may not get a message about it (depending on how chicken i am) because i fucking care about your well-being goddamnit #idk idk idk i just #it still amazes me that this isnt fake #that you actually care #i keep thinking that ill say something wrong or whatever and ill lose it all #but in the back of my mind i know that isnt true #i should probably be telling all this to a therapist but therapy is expensive and posting online is free #there was something else i wanted to say but i forgor so ill edit and add it when i rember #ok to rb #long post #personal

[pikslasrce]

okay so the last time i wrote this [tumblr] glitched and i was left w only the memory of all the sentences and the dialogue i had so beautifully written on the topic of True Believer™ danwave.... so if it feels a lil dry thats bc i put my heart and soul in the tragically deleted draft.

ANYWAYS the idea came to me after seeing this post where i wrote some fun lore in the tags. ill put everything under the cut so it doesnt clog the dash <3

so. we already know danwave didnt believe in vampires before his near death experience when he encountered the evil vampire lady and diordan right. well im just gonna say that that was the case for everything except ghosts.

i just realized danwave hasnt had the chance to meet the rest of the vampstille dudes so i wont go into detail there bc i wanna include it in future scenes <3

anyways danwave was a huge skeptic (apart from ghosts) before encountering diordan but he didnt think abt the big picture and the implications of the existence of vampires bc he was still under the impression of that nights events and most of his thoughts were 'oh MY GOD I ALMOST DIED THERE' and 'wait a minute. THOSE WERE VAMPIRES! VAMPIRES ARE REAL?!?!?!'

but after meeting the rest of vampstille his little mortal human brain EXPLODES like 'wait. so. vampires are real. werewoLVES ARE REAL?? FRICKIN TOOTH FAIRIES EXIST???' and then he becomes a full on True Believer™ bc if THOSE exist what else might be out there as well? and that raises even more questions. are all supernatural/paranormal creatures and cryptids evil? are some friendly? good even? can the invasive ones be exterminated with Joygrave Equipment™??

anyways he becomes a crazy little man just imagine:

[the joygrave dudes (paul and joe) come into daniels office just to see him sitting in complete darkness w only the computer illuminating the room. there are empty mugs all over the place.]

joygrave dudes: hey dan we were won–

[danwave is on his 3rd cup of Joewave™ coffee in the past hour. he turns around, his eyes red from staring at a computer screen for hours with the lights off. he is heavily caffeinated and shaking.]

joygrave dudes: –dering 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

danwave: *paying no attention to what they were trying to say* I THINK IVE FIGURED IT OUT *proceeds to talk abt whatever cryptid hes latched onto this time*

paul: ...

joe: dan weve talked abt this those things arent real. you cant go chasing every possible "creature" that you hear of just because you met one vampire, werewolf and a tooth fairy, you have a job and a band you know you cant go on like this forever *signals to paul to get on the phone*

paul: hello. uh. can i get diordan van smith on the phone? [...] yeah i can wait... [a few moments later] hey dude, yeah hes gone off the rails again we have ghosts to kill and hes just– [...] yeah ill hand him to ya *passes the phone to daniel* here, its your vampire buddy

diordan: hello my friend, ive heard you were inquiring about [cryptid]

danwave: i know why they called you *sends a death stare towards paul and joe across the room* youre supposed to tell me to give up my search for [cryptid] WELL ILL TELL YOU NOW THA–

diordan: *interrupting him* actually my ghost hunting friend, i intended to inform you that [cryptid] is indeed real and is in fact a close friend of mine, and i can arrange for you to meet them

danwave: *loosing it* ITS REAL??? [CRYPTID] EXISTS? I WAS RIGHT?? *sends a crazy look to paul and joe while laughing Hysterically™ while pointing to the phone and gloating* OKAY WHEN CAN WE– ACTUALLY NEVERMIND IM COMING RIGHT OVER WAIT FOR ME OUTSIDE

[proceeds to frantically pour the rest of his Joewave™ coffee into a thermos and starts packing all of his equipment and leaves in a hurry]

joe and paul, now left alone: 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

#okay so besties if you read this lil scene ily <3 #anyways this is so chaotic i love it and i hope you do too #vampstille #joygrave #fanfic #mine

[midnightcarp]

all of the animal crossing questions i wanna know ur hot takes

thanks dude :3c

1. Are you of the “Tom Nook is a crook” or “Tom Nook is an honest businessman” opinion?

he���s an honest businessman! there’s no interest or anything bad about it, other than the huge amounts of money you have to give him. i will still say he is a crook for the memes tho

2. Do you play as yourself or a made up character?

myself, but it doesnt look anything like me lol

3. Where is your house located?

it’s on the west side of my island, next to the ocean

4. Who were your first villagers?

I have Cherry and Iggly! they’re both great

5. Preferable method of earning bells?

catching expensive bugs and fish, but i will go around and shake all of the trees so i can get the bells and the wasps to sell also

and I’ll put the rest under a cut so it doesnt clog anyone’s dash

6. What villager personalities do you typically get along best with?

im not really sure! I never paid much attention to the different personalities. jocks are the only ones that are super obvious to me

7. Who is your current best friend in the game?

Pango! she has a wild color scheme which is why i invited her to my island

8. Is there a villager you want to get rid of?

Drake... he moved in without me inviting him and i just... hmm... not a fan

9. Do you hoard a lot of items?

yes lol, mostly crafting resources at this point. I got the storage full message today so yikes idk what to do with my new stuff

10. Take medicine or save & restart?

take medicine since its easy to craft

11. Where is your favorite spot in your village?

i made a birdbath and surrounded it with flowers so that’s my current fave spot

12. What achievement do you want to hit the most? (Ex: Golden equipment, all fish/bugs, etc)

golden equipment would be great, hopefully it wont break. but i never even got golden equipment in new leaf . but otherwise, getting the campsite on my island wound be nice so i can scan my fave’s amiibo card

13. Do you know any secret tips?

idk if this is secret, but to get the most out of your rocks, dig holes behind you so you dont slide back. Always shake your trees with your net in hand so you can catch the wasps. Shake trees and furniture will fall out occasionally

14. Who are your dreamies?

O’Hare is my favorite and i hope he is in the game. he has an amiibo card so probably. otherwise tangy is so cute i hope he moves in too

15. Favorite furniture item?

I really like the succulent you can make from a can and some weeds. But based on new leaf, i love the lucky cat statues you can get

16. Favorite clothing item / outfit?

I got a fishing vest and its kinda cute! esp on a rainy day and a plaid beanie i made

17.Favorite museum room?

the aquarium oh my god its so pretty. especially the room where you can walk through the tank, that’s so cool

18. Cedar, fruit, or palm tree?

fruit trees, i feel like thats a given

19. Favorite fruit?

hmm i think the pears are cute

20. Favorite fish?

the bluegill and barred knifejaw are pretty cool

21. Favorite bug?

the peacock butterfly and the orchid mantis!

22. Favorite flower breed?

the hyacinths!

23. Favorite crossbred rare flower breed + color?

fave color is blue or pink

24. Favorite villager personality?

o’hare is a smug villager in new leaf so i’ll go with that

25. Favorite time of day to play?

middle of the day maybe? i like when it’s bright out. but the middle of the night with a clear sky is very cool also

26. Favorite special visitor event or reward? (Ex: Selecting an art piece from Redd, aiding Guliver and getting a special item, etc)

i’ve only had a couple so far but i like Celeste visiting! i love star stuff and the meteor shower is very pretty

27. Favorite KK song?

i think KK imperial? not sure tho

28. Favorite animal crossing game?

i mean... ive only had new horizons for 5 days but it’s pretty cool

29. If you’ve played Animal Crossing before, are there any animals you’re nostalgic for? If this is your first game, has any animal in particular left some effect on you?

nostalgic? not really. the first ac game i played was new leaf and i got it when i was 14.

30. Share a story from your gameplay

i sent pango a piece of furniture, and she sent a letter back that said she already had that piece of furniture. all of the sentences in the letter were written twice and she sent a gift which was a piece of furniture i already owned... petty queen

#acnh #bitchinbisexual

[allmightismysugadaddy]

Accidently posted this to the wrong blog, but editing on the app is too difficult, so I just reblogged. Please follow @allmightismyghostwriter for more fics, and send requests there if you have some. Thanks!

I know this was a headcanon request, but I couldn't help but write a short fic for it. Its the kind of angst I eat up.

Secrets / Toshinori Yagi x Fem Reader / SFW

“Wh-what are you talking about?” You stuttered out, laughing to hide your fear. “You can't be serious, Toshi.”

You reached out to take the thin blond man’s hand, but he jerked it away, and you couldn't help but gasp. “Y-You can't see me anymore?” Your voice cracked.

He turned his gaze away, unable to look at the tears that he had caused to build in the corners of your eyes.

“Why…?” You clenched your fists, and then stomped you foot to the floor, before shouting at him, “You said you loved me! What that all a lie?” You breath was ragged with turmoil, as your shouts turned into sobs. “Just a lie to get me into bed? I can't believe this…”

“No!” Toshinori finally shouted, and reached his shaking arms around your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace. “It’s because I love you…” He whispered into your hair, “My work is too dangerous, I just… I can't be the reason you're hurt. Or worse.”

“Your work?” You scoffed and pushed him away, leaving him looking down at his empty arms in despair. “You won't even tell me what that ‘work’ is. You won't tell me anything about yourself.” You clenched for fists so hard, that you were sure your fingernails would break the skin of your palm. “I stopped asking questions. I told myself just being with you was enough. But now…” You sucked back a sob, trying to hold together your composure. “But now… can’t you just tell me what it is you're leaving me for?”

You had your eyes to the ground, watching your tears litter the carpet of your foyer. You couldn't look at him. Not now.

“I…” Toshinori squeezed out a single syllable from his throat, “I'm sorry…”

The overwhelming feeling of heartbreak struck through you like a knife to the gut, and you spun your back to him, gasping out a sob you wished he couldn't hear. “Just go!” You shouted.

You heard him utter out your name, and he sounded like he was in pain, but you shook your head, not letting yourself be fooled into facing him again.

“I wont… forget you, my dear.” He whispered, then you heard a few footsteps, and the door shut behind him.

You fell to the floor sobbing. “I would do anything to forget you.”

That was six months past now. Somedays, you only thought about Toshinori for a few seconds. His crooked smile, his lame jokes, his fluffy hair… Then, you would push those thoughts down and continue pushing through your life without him.

But some days, and many nights, you couldn't keep your mind off of him. You didn't date anyone else. You couldn't find it in you to open up to anyone. You feared you might not ever be able to again.

And, though you tried to tell yourself it was just because you lacked the closure you needed, you knew deep down, that it was because you loved him. You loved him too much to stop thinking about him for even a day.

You would have done anything to have a chance to speak to him once again; to just hear his voice; to see his glowing blue eyes and feel his calloused, but gentle hands in yours again.

You were holed up in your room the night of All Might’s fight against All for One. The fight has become too terrifying--too real--and you had turned it off and covered your head with a blanket that you hadn't washed since Toshinori last spent the night.

It still smelt of him, and it eased your worries.

The ringing of your phone caught your ears, and you peaked out from under the blanket to see it vibrating on your nightstand, its screen the only light that illuminated the room.

You stretched out for hand and picked it up, hitting the receive button before holding it to your ear.

“Turn on your TV.” Your best friend spoke before you could even say hello.

You shook your head, though you knew they couldn't see you. “I can’t. It's too frightening.”

“Turn it on.” They ordered you again. “It's your boyfriend.”

You jolted up in bed and frantically searched for the remote tangled up in your covers. Toshinori was in the fight with All Might and that terrifying villain? What was he thinking? He would be killed!

Finally, your fingers grazed your remote control, and you held it to your TV, mashing the power button with your thumb.

The sudden light blinded you, but when your eyes adjusted, you saw him there. Toshinori standing in a crater, covered in blood and bruises, All Might's costume hanging off of him and blowing in the wind.

“T-Toshinori!” you choked on his name. “Wh-Why? What is he doing there? Where's All Might?”

“He is All Might.” The voice on the receiver responded.

Your mind went blank

My work is too dangerous.

It’s because I love you.

I'm sorry…

Toshinori’s last words echoed through your mind, and your eyes were glued to the screen as you watched your beloved bulk up an incredible left hook, but the villain just took it.

You couldn't hear him, but you knew he was fighting with all his might.

“All Might…” You whispered, as your phone slipped from your grasp. “Toshinori is… All Might.”

You watch as he bulked up his right arm again, which already looked beyond mangled, and he slammed a punch so hard into the villain that the helicopter broadcasting the fight was blown out of view, and signal was lost. Your eyes were wide with fear and you began to shake, before taking a deep breath and absolutely screaming, “Don't you dare die, Toshinori!!”

When the fight had ended, and you knew he had survived, you had dashed out of your apartment, tripping down the stairs and running to the hospital in Kamino that he was being held. The press was clogging the entrance, but you ran around the side and squeezed through a window while the nurses were distracted by the press.

You couldn't just ask someone where All Might was, you knew you would just be mistaken for a fan or a reporter and shown out, but you followed the sound of the commotion, until you found a single hospital room which had an entrance just as congested with cameramen as the hospital entrance.

You pushed your way through the press, not afraid to break a camera or two if that's what it took, and broke your way to the front of the crowd.

A female nurse stood between you and a white curtain, hiding the patient. She spoke softly but sternly. “I will not repeat myself again, people. My patient needs rest, and this commotion will not help him!”

“Toshinori!” You shouted at the top of your lungs, causing the nurse to flinch in shock.

“Ma’am, please!” she urged. “The patient has been through a lot. He needs his--" Her words were cut off by the sound of the curtain being pulled back, and revealing Toshinori. His face was covered in scratches, and both of his arms were bandaged, his right one plastered and hung in a sling.

But he was alive.

“Toshinori…” You repeated, much softer this time, as new tears formed in your eyes.

“I'm sorry, nurse. She's with me.”

The nurse fidgeted, seeming shocked and confused, but stepped aside and allowed you to run past her to Toshinori, throwing your arms around him, and him stroking your back with his free hand.

The nurse then apologized to the press, and activated her quirk, summoning a barrier which she used to force them out of the room. She took one glance back at the two of you, and then excused herself as well.

You sobbed into the bandages around Toshinori’s shoulder, wanting hold him tighter, but fearing you would harm him.

“You're an idiot.” You scolded him with a scratchy voice.

“I'm sorry, my dear.” He replied, his voice wracked with guilt.

You jolted up from him, holding his shoulders at arms’ length, and let your frustration explode. “You should be! You didn't trust me enough to tell me you put yourself in danger every day! You just left me, wishing I knew why.” You took a deep, sobbing breath, and hung your head in the air between you, your hair blowing with his breath. “I should hate you. I wish I hated you.” Your adrenaline dissipated and you crumbled, leaning back onto his chest, and listening to his heartbeat; so happy to still be able to hear it. “But I don't. “

“I'm sorry.” Toshinori repeated himself, reaching to stroke his fingers through your hair.

“Stop apologizing.” You told him, “I’m just… I'm so happy you're alive.” You wept into his shoulder again, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I love you so much.”

The gasp he gave off shook the both of you, and he wrapped his usable arm tightly around your shoulders, holding you tightly to his chest. “I love you, too.” He sobbed out, his chin buried in your hair as his tears began to fall. “I've never stopped loving you.”

“No more secrets.” You told him with a sniffle.

“I promise.” He replied.

“Don't ever leave me again.”

“I won't.”

“Kiss me.”

Toshinori’s eyes widened at your words, and you pulled your head up just enough to face him. He could tell, by the look in your eye, that you meant it.

His eyes were glued to your lips, as you leaned back down towards his. You came so close that you could taste his breath in your mouth--a taste you missed more than you could say.

“Please…” You whispered.

Finally, Toshinori leaned forward, and bridged the gap.

#all might #toshinori yagi #all might x reader #fan fiction #mha #bnha #this post is kinda early #but guess what we can edit on mobile now #except for read mores #so #long post

[glassprowlers]

   My current otp is without a doubt Face/Ton, but like. I am also unashamedly multishipper trash. I’ve managed to get excited about a new dumpster fire?

   I was trying to get my thoughts down on the scant few interactions Ton Phanan and Falynn Sandskimmer have in Wraith Squadron. She’s one of the few people in the squadron (besides Face and Tyria) who ever refers to him by his given name instead of by his surname, and that seems significant to me?

   This happens only one time, when everyone is giving her shit about her crush on Myn Donos, and Ton says something insensitive and stupid. She snaps at him about how Myn is a better man than he’ll ever be, but she uses his first name when she’s dressing him down. Just to provide the receipts, have some screenshots of the exchange:

And then: 

(Wraith Squadron, the end of chapter 7)

The rest of my thoughts under the cut, so I don't clog up your dashes...

   So even when she’s angry with Ton, she’s speaking to him more familiarly than everyone except his best friend (Face) and a woman he’s clearly expressed interest in (Tyria) are wont to do. That suggests that they might have a certain friendliness and camaraderie under better circumstances. 

   Yes, Falynn is prideful and easily offended, and Ton tends toward being a sarcastic bastard, but I think they could have their good moments together. There’s the possibility they could have become good friends, given enough time. The friendship could have been good for both of them, too.

   What I think would have ended up as a dumpster fire would have been a romantic relationship between them. Sweeping aside certain plot events, their particular issues would have complimented each other in truly horrible ways. Falynn thinks she’s second best at everything she does, and suffers from feelings of inadequacy. Ton, on the other hand, thinks he’s ugly and a shell of who he once was. He’s filled with self-loathing. Put these two broken people together and it would turn out poorly.

   Imagine Falynn being around to see Myn go from being emotionally closed off to mooning over Lara Notsil. Once again, she would feel like she was second best. Given her angry, prideful nature, I could see her trying to stick it to Myn out of revenge. And who better to be her rebound guy than Phanan, a man who throws himself at nearly every woman he comes across? He’s desperate enough, I think, to accept her attentions even knowing that he’s not her first, second, or even third choice. He would resent it though. He would feel like he’s a pity fuck, and it would be a knife in his gut. They would both be using each other, and both be aware of it. However, Falynn and Ton would be so wrapped up in their own issues that they wouldn’t be able to improve things between them.

   They would be terrible for each other, and it would be an interesting disaster to watch unfold. Terrible, yes, but interesting. And because I too am terrible, I’ve managed to talk myself into shipping it. . ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#falynn sandskimmer #ton phanan #wraith squadron #long post #x wing spoilers #(I mean I tried to be vague about the spoilers but better safe than sorry) #mine #meta #aj talks #oh look i've found another way to make myself sad #this horrible scenario crawled into my brain in the middle of the night and wouldn't let me alone until I wrote some of it down #also I didn't realize I had? So many feelings about Falynn? #that's interesting and I will have to come back to it #i feel slightly bad for continuing to throw my posts into the Ton Phanan tag #but apparently not enough to stop lmao #sw tag

[thedeadlycatnip-archived]

ur gonna feed their hearts to your young? lmao i thought you were the stable one in the relationship

:33 im guessing a human sent this, so i forgive you for your ignorance

:33 *ac cracks her knuckles, getting ready to type up a long post and puts it under a cut to stop from clogging dashes, h33h33h33h33*

:33 alright, you have to understand how alternia works. while we may not be there anymore, the impressions of it are still with all of us from there in my timeline

:33 karkat still types in gray and doesnt like people looking him in the eyes because even though none of us are going to hurt him, he still has this inherent fear that hes going to be hurt or even killed for his color

:33 kanaya still f33ls a n33d to tend to the mothergrub and all of the grubs she produces. she actually enjoys this is does it happily, but it was also a role given the jade bloods on alternia. not all of them liked it

:33 even though we arent on alternia, we still grew up with this for six sw33ps of our lives. thats thirt33n human years. thats in our very formative years. that was the norm from our hatching

:33 this also relates to the way we s33 our relationships. even though a lot of people have abandoned the quadrant system, such as the alpha dave from my timeline with karkat (as opposed to the dave i shared a sprite with who was from a doomed timeline offshoot), who are basically in all of the quadrants and yet none of them at the same time

:33 but not all of us can abandon it. and even if we did, its still very useful for defining emotions. and my f33lings for equius are still very pale

:33 theres a strong intamacy betw33n moirails. to a lot of humans, we look more like a red couple than a pale one. were always there for each other. we look out for each other and love the other with all of our blood pusher. there is nothing we wouldnt do for the other

:33 we are also there to protect them, both physically and emotionally. regardless as to if one is “stable” and one is “unstable”, when in reality moirails, both on alternia and beforus, are to balance each other out. they k33p the other grounded

:33 equius always kept me firmly grounded in reality. i may have acted happy, but living alone in the forest with only my lusus wasnt exactly the happiest situation. at times, it was down right depressing, being basically all alone. the only time before the game that i had ever actually met someone in real life was when i nearly died and equius saved my life

:33 i would escape into these fantasies of roleplays, to try and escape myself and my dissatisfaction with myself and my situation. most of my friends just saw me as a cat girl. eridan literally called me a “kitty cat shipper girl” and felt entitled to me because he saved me. only terezi and equius really recognized me as the strong, fierce huntress that i am. i mean, everyone else knew but they didnt really treat me like that. tavros came close, and bless him for it

:33 for equius, back then, was full of anger, and he still is. its not something he can help. he just has fits of violence and n33ds to break things to k33p himself under control, and that was with me. but he wasnt unstable. he was good at k33ping his emotions in check. the only instability he had was his anger. and my instability was in my sense of reality. i knew what was real and what was fake, but i had always preferred fantasy over reality, and he pulled me out of that

:33 things changed after the game. when i was a part of davepetasprite^2, i got more in contact with my aspect. i have next to no powers over it, but i understood it better. and then equius was a part of arquiusprite, and hal acted horribly to him the whole time

:33 we both changed, in different ways, but we still completed each other well. we still k33p each other grounded, just in different ways now. we k33p each other grounded emotionally. we are still very intimate and very pale

:33 why am i explaining all of this to you? because once you understand the relationship better, you can understand the roles better. and a moirail has a lot of roles

:33 our first and foremost priority is to protect our palemate in every sense of the word. physically, mentally, romantically, all of that. neither of us really n33d physical protection as we can handle ourselves, however, if one of us is in a fight, even without the other ever asking, one of us will come running to kick ass

;33 then theres romantically. no matter the quadrant, unless youre without a palemate, you have to go through the moirail before you can take a concupiscent quadrant, those being the red and black quadrants, which is actually the improper term with troll emotions. its really called the flushed and caliginous quadrants, but due to the amount of humans on this site most of us, including myself, use red and black. a moirail is to judge a pawtential quadrant mate to s33 if there is any quality of them that might actually cause them harm. a moirails judgement is absolute and you trust their judgement above your own f33lings

:33 and then theres mentally. whenever our palemate is hurting, we do our best to comfort them and remove the problem causing them the hurt. this can also fit under romantic, but for the most part if a palemate thinks someones gonna hurt their moirail then they wont let them engage emotionally with them. so most of the time, its an outside force thats attacking their moirail

:33 when someone is doing that, you have to make them stop. my comment was directed at people who are intentionally harming him, saying hurtful things. at least, ones that s33m intentional in my eyes. and on alternia when people are intentionally, repeatedly harming your moirail, you get rid of them

:33 to you humans, this may s33m strange. cruel even. but its really not. its protecting the people close to you. they may not be physically hurting equius, but im not stupid. i know that people can be pushed emotionally into dark places and be snuffed out. the best way to stop that from happening is to get rid of them

:33 this was the norm on alternia. hell, where i live its not exactly uncommon either. its much more of a crime here, but it still happens regularly. one of my co workers was hurt horribly by her datemate and one of her friends beat him up so badly he was in the hospital for several w33ks. just like that friend, i will protect equius if i have to. i am not above murder because that is what i learned. that is how i was raised. i killed animals all my life to survive and was taught to do what it took to survive. i will do what it takes to make sure equius survives too

:33 alternian trolls are different from everyone else. we were raised in a very violent society. we were also raised in a place where natural born roles and emotional decisions were the norm. we didnt think with our minds, we thought with our hearts. are reactions were entirely emotional. and i will react emotionally if someone hurts my moirail

:33 full of anger. because i love him with all of my heart. i will do whatever it takes to ensure that he doesnt get hurt again