#its so crazy how many of my issues would be in such a better place if only i could afford therapy i hate money so fucking much 😭😭😭😭

[heartfullofleeches]

Cholly and Jessica rabbit darling 🙏🙏 maybe a blurb?

Toon Yan + G.N "Jessica Rabbit" Singer Darling Blurb

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There's a certain bar in town.

The walls haven't received a fresh coat of paint since opening day and the drinks are piss poor at best yet lines wrapped around the block on slow days and patrons regularly fought for their spot below the already crowded stage. The old girl had a trick up its sleeve - a star act who stole bated breathes with once glance and captured lonely hearts with first hymn. A singer with the grace of an angel plucked from the heavens above and the lure of those below. How such a place came to employ a prized gem like them was a mystery, but so long as they were under their roof - seats were packed and business was booming.

With their charm, it was only a matter of time before suitors came rolling in. The love letters and gifts were sweet for a time, but a silent rejection just wasn't enough for those trapped under their spell. Fans threw themselves at the poor thing every chance they received - ambushing them outside their dressing room or on walks home and even climbing on stage in the middle of their performance on a few occasions. The singer was a professional in letting down their admirers gently, but everyone has their limits and when someone couldn't take the hint-

"I'm flattered, truly, but I already have someone waiting for me at home. They get terribly worried if I'm not home soon at this hour."

Their claims were true - in a way. In the past, all that waited for them was an empty bed and a tv, but through countless hours of watching old cartoons - it seemed there was always someone watching them back. It'd definitely put a dent in their tips if word spread far, but they had to get it out the new out their at some point. Besides, if anybody knew, they certainly kept their mouths shut to the press. In reality, their relationship wasn't as hidden as they portrayed. If one paid close attention to the loudest cheers in the crowd, they might piece two and two together with the voice that follows them home.

"Another amazing performance, Doll. I don't know how you manage to do it, but it's like a breath of fresh air everytime you get up on that stage."

"Oh, stop. You know I wouldn't be anywhere without the support of my fans and a certain little troublemaker."

"Well, I'd say that someone is a pretty lucky person. Would'a brought a fruit basket to go with those flowers I left in your dressing room, but honestly all the ones I've eaten recently have tasted a little bitter - cause I've got the sweetest peach on my arm right now."

"You're terrible!"

Many questioned why the singer choose who they did. Nobody ever got a good look at them upfront, but even from afar the difference were stark. The singer was taller than their partner even without heels, not to mention their strange tone of voice and need to throw a joke into almost every conversation. What on earth would someone as elegant as them want with a creature like that. The answer was quite simple.

"They make me laugh."

The answer might seem a little lackluster, but in a time and city like this, you'll fine a big of laughter does the soul good. There was more to it than that. Their partner made them feel safe and secure. They knew when to cut the theatrics and truly care for their love in moments of need. On top of that, the singer hadn't ran into any issues with crazy fans since their relationship began. They assumed they were deterred by the fact of them having a lover and while some were - majority weren't. They poured all their time and money into getting their attention, and they chose some random person for what - a laugh? There must be more- More than the laughter or cheap comfort. They could provide all that and then some. If anyone decided to let their anger get the better of them and confronted the singer's lover they'd gladly tell them.

"You wanna know why they choose me over you and the rest of the chumps that fawn over a taken person? You reeeeeally wanna know why Y/n picked me? Haha!... - that's easy. You can beat me, shoot me, stab me and I'll be just fine, but all it takes for you is one little cut and you're gone for good. And you'll never guess what I have in my other hand...just like all the others... If ya do - might even give you a five seconds head start."

#yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere #yandere x you #yandere insert #yandere scenarios #yandere x reader #yandere blurb #Toon Yan #yandere drabble #Cholly my oc #tw yandere

[kining-the-evil]

Can i request a James Wilson x f!reader where they’re married and the reader takes the place of House in the episode where he gets shot.

Heartbeat

Summary: Nothing brings a fighting couple together like a life threatening event

Warnings: being shot, arguing between reader and Wilson, angst, house being a bitch, reader is House’s sister

“I really don’t know what you want y/n,” James mumbled through his hands. His desk was a mess, something that always drove you crazy. The entire time you’d known the man you went out of your way to clean it and eventually he got used to it, even poking fun at you when you did. Today would not include that sort of teasing.

“You know exactly what I want, you just don’t want to actually do it.” You argued back. This was the third time James had stayed at the hospital over night, except last night he didn’t stay here. He went to your brothers.

“I- I had work to get done-“

“Thats what you were at Greg’s?” You watched as his face morphed slightly. He knew you’d caught him in his lie.

“He told you?”

“No. I was tired of sleeping in an empty apartment so I went to see my brother. Your car was parked out front.” The silence made the room feel heavy, and your husband was looking everywhere but at you.

“I don’t… i didn’t mean…I was going to come home. But…I just ended up there,” he attempted to explain.

“Thats why you told me you wouldn’t be home before I went home?” He didnt answer, fully aware it was a rhetorical question. “Its nice to know we are no longer in the ‘honeymoon phase.’ How else was I ever going to know when you were going to start trying to make me ex wife number 4?”

“Thats a low blow.”

“No, its a low blow for others. For your wife, its a perfectly reasonable concern!” He finally pushed himself away from his desk to stand up, reacting to how your voice was raising.

“Please just, calm down for a moment.”

“I have been calm! How many times have I defended shit you do? How many times have I forgiven you!” You yelled at him. “You promised you would be better this time!”

James just stared at you. It could have been because he didn’t know what to say, or because you’d never yelled at him like this; but you didn’t really care.

“You know what James, if you want to be like this then you can stay at Greg’s house for a while. I don’t want to see you.”

You didnt wait for an answer this time, simply leaving his office in a huff. Your next stop was your brothers office so you could chew him out.

“Gregory House!” You yelled, throwing the door open. All three of his lackeys turned to look at you while Greg made a face.

“Full name, that cant be good.”

“Why the hell did you not tell me?”

“Tell you what?” you gave him a look, making him sigh. “I assume you just got done yelling at Wilson?”

“I told him he could stay with you for a while, seeing as you didn’t have an issue with it last time.” The other three doctors watched the two argue, unsure of what they should do. It felt wrong to watch, but they didnt want to draw attention to themselves by leaving either.

Before you could continue yelling at him, the door to the office opened and another man walked in.

“Are you Doctor House?”

“No, he is.” Greg pointed at Forman, not looking away from the obvious staring contest happening between the two of you.

“Im an old patient.”

“You can leave the gift basket on my desk-“ he stoped talking, eyes wide, making you turn to see what was happening. You didnt even see the gun before you felt a sharp pain in your neck, and then your abdomen. You felt yourself run into your brother as you stumbled backwards, and he quickly helped you to lay down.

He was talking to you, but the ringing in your ears was to loud to hear him. You brought your hand to your stomach, bringing it up slightly to see your hand covered in blood. You must have been shot.

You let your eyes slid shut for a moment, and when you opened them again you were laying on what felt like a bed and the ceiling was flying by. You caught a glimpse of Cuddy, and you could feel hands on both your neck and stomach. Your breathing was labored, and blood was stating to fill your mouth. You coughed, attempting to expel the liquid, and Cuddy glanced back down at you.

“Your going to be ok y/n.”

You nodded slowly, but the pain in your neck quickly put a stop to it. You let your eyes slip closed again, and when you opened them again a few doctors were surrounding you and you were no longer moving. In the corner of your eye you saw James, and you attempted to say something. Though you weren’t sure what. Instead, a mask was put over your face and the already fuzzy world got even fuzzier.

You attempted to reach out in James’s direction, but your arm felt to heavy. You let your eyes slip closed for a third time, knowing you wouldn’t open them again for a while.

•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•

Everything hurt. That was the only though you had as you woke up a bit. Every part of your body was soar, and your head felt like someone had been beating on it with a hammer. After a few moments of laying there, you opened your eyes slightly. Thankfully, the lights in the room were turned down making it slightly more bearable. A glance around the room told you you were alone.

You reached up, feeling around your body a bit. Your neck felt the worse, which made sense since there was multiple bandages and a draining tube sticking pit if the side. Your stomach also had bandages, and there was a small bit of blood on it.

“You look like shit.” You glanced up to see your brother leaning against the doorway.

“Funny,” you groaned. “How bad?”

“You got a bullet lodged in your neck and abdomen. They removed them, but you lost a lot of blood and you flatlined for two minutes.” You listened, calculating what that would mean. Two minutes without air could cause brain damage.

“He was trying to shoot me.” You glanced back at your brothers face, seeing an emotion that was rare for him. Guilt. “He had an std after cheating on his wife and I had to tell her. She ended up killing herself; he wanted to kill me. You got in the way.”

You weren’t sure what to say. One thing the two of you didnt have a lot of practice with was sharing emotional moments together. No mater what the emotion was. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“I know.”

It was silent for a few minutes after that. Neither of you really knowing where to go from there. “Where’s James?”

He smirked lightly at your question. “He snuck off to see his mistress, he’ll be so disappointed that you pulled through.”

“Im not in the mood Greg.”

“Relax. He should be back any second.” He leaned back to glance down the hall. “Speak of the devil.”

James pushed past his friend, slightly out of breath. “Is she ok-“ he stoped when he saw you awake. “Thank god.” He mumbled, a smile in his face.

“Hi,” you whispered, a smile of your own on your face.

“I’ll give you some space, but don’t go to crazy.” You couldn’t help but role your eyes at your brothers sarcasm, but he did leave the two of you alone.

“Im sorry.”

The words were out of his mouth before you even had a chance to think about saying something to him.

“What?”

He walked over, sitting in the chair next to your bed. He reached out taking a hold of your hand, careful of the iv in it. “I have been, awful the past few weeks. My own insecurities got the best of me, and because of that you’ve suffered. When Cameron got me, I immediately thought, ‘what if I lose her?’ When they told me you flatlined-“ he cut himself off with a shaky breath. You let go of his hand, reaching up to touch his face; whipping away a tear. “When they told me that, all I could think about was that the last moment I would have spent with you was arguing. Not say I love you, not seeing you smile; that last time I would have seen you was with you glaring at me.”

“James,” you whispered to the man. “I’m ok.”

“I know, but what if you weren’t?” He had tears running down his face, which told you just how upset he was. James took after your brother, his emotions being just as hard to read at times.

“Im sorry for yelling,” you apologized. “I’m just scared to be another one of your ex wife’s.”

“I messed up my other relationships, Im not doing it again.” He assured you. “And I will do anything to show you.”

“I just want honesty. Dont hide, or go running to my brother. Talk to me.”

“I will.” He promised, letting his head lean into your hand as he rubbed light circles in your wrist. He leaned down, intending to kiss you but you turned your head away.

“I can not possibly look kissable right now.”

“You Look beautiful.” He tried, but you shook your head.

“I have a tube in my neck draining a mix of blood and puss. I can promise you that’s not attractive.” He just smiled at your words, shaking his head.

“You could throw up blood on me and id still kiss you.”

“Liar.” He laughed at the look you have him to accompany the word.

“Ok, ok, that may be an exaggeration. But I still want a kiss.” That time you let him lean down and connect your lips. It wasn’t long, but it left the promise of more later.

“Oh come on, you can do more then that.” James exhaled on your face, making you chuckle as Greg walked in. “If you go a little further then I get $100 from Forman.”

“You could always not make bets on our person life,” James offered.

“But what’s the fun in that?” He pushed a few buttons on your iv, making your frown.

“What Are You Doing?”

“Uping your Morphine, dont tell cuddy.” He Held a finger up in a shushing motion.

“God, I love you,” you smiled. If you were going to be shot, you might as well feel good for the night.

“Now that you’ve done your little crying make up thing, you should go shower.” James started to argue, but Greg just cut him off. “You haven’t moved to two days. How am I going to make the $100 of you stink?”

“Ill be fine,” you assured your husband. He didnt say anything, but nodded and stood up. He placed a small kiss on your forehead before leaving the room. Greg watched him walk away before look back at you.

“Thank god you made up, he is the worst roommate.”

“Shut up before I throw something at you.”

#house md #house md x you #james wilson x reader #james wilson #greg house x sister!reader #gregory house x sister!reader #request

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Rabbitt's monsterous October fics.

Blood oranges

Tangerine x reader

A photography contest prize is convincing enough to trespass on grounds that no one had ever returned from.

A/N: The first of my monster themed fics! I'll be posting one every week leading up to Halloween!

🎃🩸🍊🩸🎃

Autumn weather had shown its face again.

Yeah sure the rain sucks, but there's a beatury in the grey skies and orange trees.

There’s also a beauty in the way that grey atmosphere surrounded the large, abandoned mansion on the edge of town. It was every goth couple’s wedding venue, but it was completely off-limits. No one really knew why, all that was commonly known about the building is that whenever some college student was dared to cross the game and take a photo at the front door they never came back. No one really questioned it anymore and no one truly felt bad for any of the missing students. They were all warned from the first time they heard the scary children's tale about vampires that lived there, that held nothing but decorated truths about real, unsolved murders that still make it into the papers during every year’s first semester..

clearly the place isn’t abandoned, otherwise the fruit trees would have died off ages ago already but still, like clockwork there’s perfectly tended fruit trees on the land that separates the house and the large iron fence around it.

You knew this place was bad news. Literally.

So why the hell were you standing in front of the gate right now, ready to walk through it and risk your life? Oh, yeah. You wanted to win that crazy prize money that you would surely get if you got that perfectly timed and framed picture of the all black house under the cloudy grey evening sky, with the colorful fruit trees contrasting beautifully against the overall lack of color. The only issue was you needing to be on the property to not have the large iron and stone fence obstructing the view. You had asked people living nearby to let you take some pictures from their highest windows but none of them turned out even moderately okay.

With a deep, shaky breath you put your hand on the gate and gave it a push. From all the tales you picked up you learned there was never a lock on it and it was surprisingly easy to get onto the property which was super weird with how many people died there. You’d think cops would have put a huge lock on it by now but that didn’t seem the case.

You had found it to be very quiet during your stroll around the property, taking photos of the colorful trees and the details on the brick and iron fences. You had thought out the perfect angle for your photo and slowly made your way over to the low brick wall you'd have to hop onto to get it all in your shot.

Once on the wall you snapped an infinite amount of photos, different lenses and settings, slight shift in angles for more trees or better view of the sky, but you weren't satisfied yet. You wanted more detail shots of the house and its beautiful finishes. You made your route from the stained glass windows to the hand carved door, snapping photos with every step. At the door you noticed it was slightly ajar and spotting the most gorgeousstairway and tapestries through the thin gap luring you in. Looking through the camera lens you focused on the intricately carved wooden rails that twisted around the large set of stairs, adorned with perfectly maintained carpet, held up to the wood with polished brass rods.

You swore both of your memory cards would be filled by the time you were done with this place.

Making your way through the entrance hall you kneeled in front of a decorative side table to take some detail shots of the carved details on the leg.

You dropped you ass down on the carpet and laid the camera angeled in your lap to get the best shot. When you moved around to get up, placing your hand next to you for support your fingers grazed something and made you tumble backwards.

Looking up from your spot on the floor you were stared down by someone. "Why're you here?" A stern voice and expensive looking suit, a shiny, polished shoe pressed onto your chest to keep you down. You were dead. Officially. This is what all those horror stories were about. You tresspassed and were now going to die. Murdered by this insanely gorgeous looking man with only a large hint of psychopath in his eyes.

"Please let me leave- Y.. I'll leave the camera. No proof.. Please don't kill me?" Your pleas came out in hiccuped whines, panic clear all over your rigid body. He kneeled down, the pressure on your chest getting painful now. "Really now? You dun wanna get offed by the gorgeous man with the psychopath eyes?" His moustache twitched as his lips curled into a smirk, fangs on display for you to stare at in horror. He takes his foot off your chest and hauls you back up with no effort, holding you an inch away from him by the collar of your jacket. "You weren't stealing." He gives you a quick once-over. "Come."

You followed without a second thought. Your legs moving on their own.

He takes you up the large, winding stairs and through a set of double doors off to the side.

The room held a large bed, a set of two leather chairs and a sofa sat around a dark wooden coffee table that held two filled pitchers.

You inspected the liquids they held. One was clearly fruit juice, no doubt fresh from the trees outside. The onter one.. you saw it. Your could smell it, even over the strong fruity scent of the orher. You weren't even gonna think about this one's origin because it was clearly fresh as well..

The man soundlessly strides over to stand across from you on the other side of the table, placing two beautifully carved glasses down and pouring a glass of juice for you. “Drink,” he tells you. “Makes you taste so much sweeter.” It’s not even a suggestion. He tells you to drink and you drink. It’s unlike anything you ever tasted, fresh and sweet and you really wanted another glass. As if reading your mind the man was already pouring another glass.

“You’re lovin’ that a little too much huh, sweetheart.” He takes a seat next to you, taking the second empty glass from your hands. Your pouty face only made him more excited about finding you. It took next to nothing to keep you here. He barely even had to use his powers to make you follow him as you were intrigued already anyways. Even now with you sitting next to him. You could leave any second as he wasn’t keeping you under his control, but you didn’t.

Normally he’d feed his visitors some of his home grown fruits, drain their blood and leave the drained corpse for his brother to feast on, but this time he felt like that would be a waste. You genuinely seemed to enjoy being here, and what would be better than having a personal food supply walking around who seemed to love anything fruity?

“So tell me, what’s your name, love?”

You gave him your name and in exchange you were given his. “I’m tangerine. There’s someone else in here, his name is Lemon. You probably won’t see him anyways.” By the end of his sentence he had leaned in close, nuzzling your cheek and a hand on your chin. He turned you head to the side and moved lower, leaving a trail of kisses before finding your pulse point and sinking his fangs into your skin. You gasped as you felt he sharp sting, hand gripping the armrest and the other holding a tight grip on hi thigh that loosened with time. Soft sighs leaving you with every small suck to your neck.

By the time he had his fill you had relaxed into his side, your hand softly caressing his thigh as he licked over the puncture wounds at your throat. You snuggled against him some more, much to his surprise. “How are you feeling, dear?” You nodded against his chest. “M’good, thanks.” Slurring words indicated you needed a rest.

Picking you up and placing you onto his large, soft bed he sat beside you until you were sound asleep.

He’d have to go make some accommodations for a human in his home.

#sometimes i write #tangerine bullet train #bullet train #tangerine #halloween #tangerine x reader #tangerine imagine

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Daemon x velaryon warrior reader please

This is set during the war in the Stepstones. Reader is Corlys’s daughter who is a little older than Leanor and Laena

keep sending requests

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Many knights had shared a laugh when you arrived on dragon’s back alongside your brother Leanor. They thought your father was a fool to allow you to join them in the Stepstones, to fight at their sides. According to them– according to men, you needed a cock – regardless of its size – to partake in wars and battles and they were very insistent about that.

Every time you opened your mouth to share your input on a strategy or offer to go on the warzone, someone would oppose and make a sexist comment, but you were always quick to remind them that a war was fought with swords, arrows and dragons, not genitals.

And Daemon loved every second of it. He marveled at the way you never let anyone walk over you and weren't scared of putting men back in their places.

‘’Woman, leave the strategy to the men and stick to the embroidery,’’ Vaemond sniggered, getting other men to laugh along.

Your blood was boiling. ‘’Are you insinuating that I lack the wit to come up with an attack strategy? I'll have you, uncle, know that the last attack was my idea and we successfully put down a hundred men thanks to my night patrolling. You should know by now, uncle, that knowing your enemy is essential to plan an attack. It lowers the fatalities on our side and you know we need all the men we have left.’’

Vaemond refused to believe you. ‘’Lies!’’ he called. ‘’Leanor came up with the idea.’’

‘’Knowing you would oppose to the idea, I shared it to Leanor and asked him to present it to prove you all that I am capable of coming up with war plans.’’

Before you, Vaemond was speechless and Leanor was looking smug, proud of his sister.

‘’What role have you played in this council, Uncle, other than Master of Complaints?’’ you added to fuel the fire just as a dragon’s shriek was heard over your heads, announcing Daemon returned with Caraxes.

‘’Enough!’’ Lord Corlys barked, breaking the bickering between his brother and daughter. He narrowed his eyes at Vaemond, wishing the older man would just stop belittling you and accept that you were part of the war council. Mayhaps if he did, the other knights would do the same. ‘’Leanor! What are our options?’’

‘’The Crabfeeder created a choke point here, beyond these dunes.’’ Your brother placed the paw on the war map to better explain. ‘’Archers hold the high positions, foot soldiers hold the ground. We’ve strafed them on dragon back again and again, but they just retreat within the caves. Dragons can circle Bloodstone until they fall out of the sky–’’

Leanor’s voice was drowned, your eyes and attention shifting to Daemon as he walked up to the table everyone was reassembled around, having returned from flying over Bloodstone. He removed his gloves and put them on the table, then removed his helmet, revealing sweaty silver hair and fierce braids. You felt a tightening in your stomach from looking at him, the dirt on his face rendering him more attractive in his warrior attire armor.

‘’What’s the report, my prince?’’ a knight asked, waiting expectantly.

‘’The Crabfeeder and his pirates retreated to the caves the moment they saw the dragon,’’ Daemon reported, finding himself at a stalemate. 

‘’We could block the issues of the caves and catch them when they leave? They can only last so long in the caves,’’ one of the Velaryon knight suggested.

You shook your head. ‘’How long would we be standing there for? Hours? Our knights will get tired and the pirates will use it to their advantages to attack. It could end in a bloodbath for us. We cannot afford to lose more soldiers.’’

‘’Besides, the caves go on for miles,’’ Laenor added, supporting your point. ‘’They probably have food and all else they could ever need in the caves. The Crabfeeder and his men have no reason to leave those caves.’’

‘’Then, we must give them one.’’ It was crazy, but you had used up all the sane strategies by now -- and you were running out of time and men. ‘’An offering of flesh to bait the crab.’’

A thick silence installed itself around the table, knowing your strategy would put someone’s life in jeopardy -- and possible death.

‘’Who?’’ your father asked, breaking the silence. 

Vaemond's obnoxious laugh followed. ‘’Which man here will happily go to his death? Show me the knight who will march into that hell pit, niece, and I will show you a madman.’’

Your eyes flickered to the silver haired warrior before you. ‘’Daemon.’’

You would not call Daemon a madmen; he was impulsive and unforgiving, but also a devoted and talented warrior and, unlike some people at the table, he was fighting this war in the Stepstones, swinging Dark Sister and slaying pirates on the grounds. 

‘’Please elaborate, Lady Y/N?’’ the prince said, interested in your idea.

Once again, Vaemond was baffled. ‘’You are willing to let the woman direct us? To drive you to your death?!’’

’’Call me ‘woman’ again, uncle, and I’ll have you fed to my dragon. Silverwing hasn’t had her breakfast yet,’’ you said, your threat not empty. 

The corner of Daemon’s lips curled into a smirk. ‘’Caraxes could use some more meat too, in case anyone agrees with Lord Vaemond.’’

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[thatdeadaquarius]

How about Benny in SAGAU? Like a continuation with Razor?? We do not talk about your growing found family 😤

Like, how would be his 'unluckiness'? Dya cancel it or you get pulled with his shenanigans? I feel like he might introduce you to his Dads no, we are still not going to talk about it 😤😤

A little scenario kept getting into my head when Benny applies Pyro and then Razor used his Electro and y'all got yer asses pounded on the ground 💀👌🏻and just taking care of each other's wounds 🥺🥺

You better be with him whenever he opens a chest so it wouldn't only spawn veggies, but decent weapon AND mora as well! You know, actual treasures, HOYO!!

BENNYYYYY ANOTHER ONE OF MY BOYSSS

This kid also arguably needs more parental supervision just bc of his sheer bad luck, poor kid

(i adore the headcanon that no matter the person's gender, he calls them dad lol)

Like,, hoyo cursed him and he's in a world with traps, monsters, fatui, MAGIC?? 💀 bro how is Benny still alive??!!

(LOOK AT HOW CUTE THEY LOOK IN THIS GIF MY BOYS 🥺)

Okay but the fact that Benny calls so many ppl dad just proves his desire for parental/sibling affection 💔

Aight since u phrased this as a continuation of this post <3 RAZOR MY BOYYYY

That is what we shall do :) ! ! !

So ur running with the wolves still lol

Also ur symbol as the Creator reader is 🦄 or 🌈, bc ur gay and special, jk its bc elements i promise lol

Or even 😑 / 😶 for language reader shenanigans

♡

EDIT 4/11/24: HELLA forgot to say theres a sorta Part 3, its more focused on Razor living, rather than Benny tho fair warning!

Lupical for life bro

U r chillin with the pack now

Razor now has a sweet new digs, fits, and now a crazy amount of power

Bc ur just that great 💅

You have officially moved on to purchasing some leftover amenities/new furniture etc. for him and you :D

And while u could get some stuff in Springvale, like lanterns and soap and perfume and whatnot

Ur still not rlly getting furniture like a bedframe or some storage space, like a nightstand, from them

Which u dont need bc u still got an inventory

...but Razor definitely needs to store all his goodies somewhere that isnt up a tree or buried in a hole 😃

Yes, u did have to tell him to stop doing that.

So yall (u and Razor) are in Mondstadt a lot these days, and ur routine consists of grinding domains, hunting for food, hanging with cute Lupical puppies, playing giant tic-tac-toe w/ Andrius bc poor guy is pretty bored these days etc.

So you figured you run into ppl eventually, afterall you'd already re-met Lisa :)

(who at first was kind of taken aback to Razor having made a random adult friend in the woods, but after vibe checking her , and her vibe checking you, yall were cool, tho she did start reading these new lore books you didnt recognize called "Immortal They Return: A Series of Prophesies", she avoided ur questions abt it too..)

It was inevitable that after introducing you to Lisa, he'd gotten all excited at seeing two familiar figures hanging around Kathryne one day

THE BANDS GETTING BACK TOGETHER, ITS-

Fischl and Bennett !! :D the cutest adventurers in all of Mondstadt ! (besides Klee)

The two take one look at you and Razor and coming running

..

...

....well mostly Fischl,

Bennett got his boot laces tangled together somehow? And is kinda hopping his way over

Immediately the electro vision royalty launches into their quintessential speech (they/them fischl SUPREMACY)

And as u get introduced,

U watch the pyro boy hop and trip over while trying to untie the laces

And just as he's about to go down, and ur debating reaching out and supporting the poor guy bc geez this looks sm worse in person-

Bennett has finally gotten his shoes untied!

Even he looks shocked 💀

And he like, apruptly stops falling over too?

And walks over with no issue??

Theres even a few out of place cobblestones in his path which he sees and moves to avoid

You dont know who looks more shocked and kinda scared you, him, or Fischl/Oz or Razor

Fischl and Razor have stopped talking bc it was more distracting Bennett didnt fall 😭

..

...yall all just kinda,, stand in a circle of silence (well fly in oz's case)

Staring at Bennett.

(Even Katheryne looks impressed😭)

After a couple of shook seconds, Fischl is nearly yelling about some kind of curse being lifted?? , Razor is like, sniffing Bennett's immediate area for sus scents, Bennett is kicking rocks to see if any of them hit him anymore, and poor Oz is trying to calm them down

(none of the rocks hit Bennett btw, or anything valuable around him)

◇

So after that fiasco, u offer to take them around to the parts of Mondstadt they weren't allowed to go to w/o at least 1 adult :)

Theyre pumped and yall set off!

At first, Bennett hangs back, as Fischl and Razor throw themselves into monster battles yall encounter, as per what seems like a routine u assume bc of his bad luck

Eh, u figure while hes here, u might as well reveal u can make him stronger, u think he definitely needs the HP...

If there were any characters youd be worried about needing more power/HP in Mondstadt that u could level up besides Razor, itd be Bennett, hands down.

Between his adventuring, unnatural bad luck, and no parental supervision..

(even Klee seems better off than him, and shes like 7 💀)

Yeah, needless to say u were worried abt the guy

So he looks adorably fascinated <3, bc turns out they can see some of ur interface!

Mostly it looks like floating magical icons and that weird Teyvat language u saw in game, like that Abyss/ruins language u see all the time?

Bennett showed u his perspective in a sand drawing, hes actually pretty good at art wow

Razor couldnt rlly find the words to describe it before which is why u werent sure what they saw before now

And with that hes called into battle last by the others, mostly to apply pyro 🔥

and he fights at the edges to be further away from ppl u notice so he wont affect their luck..

aw Benny </3 :(

But as he draws his sword and ur getting ready trying to become a cheerleader for both Razor and Fischl but particularly Bennett,

He full on takes out 3 hilichurls at once 💀

...then with the dramatic down swing he does, he accidentally launches a rock right at the bigger hilichurl's foot..

...which trips him out of his axe swing...

...which makes it let go of the axe...

...which goes flying...

....breaks the last bit of the cryo abyss mage's shield bubble...

....

......

........and smacks it on the head too.

..fischl, oz, and razor halfway thru this insanity just like,, lower their weapons and stop to watch

Even the abyss mage is looking at Bennett surprised 😭😭

◇

Congratulations!

Bro, an achievement pops up-

"Lucky Day!!!"

Its little description says, "As Teyvat's God, you give the unluckiest person in Teyvat the luckiest day ever!"

💀

Bennett just sits down on the ground.

♤

(Same Benny because, this is where I lost it all, guys. All of that writing. Gone. Forever. I'm putting this here as both a gravestone for it, and a call out to tumblr. I'm not afraid of this website or its shitty admins, meet me in my dms for a real fight you fucks 🥊🥋🧍‍♂️you took what mattered to me, I'll take what matters to you, you god awful programmers. 🥲😐)

♤

And it just keeps happening like that for the rest of the day you guys are together.

Every chest Benny opens are way higher quality than they should be

Especially for him.

(also u have gotten so comfy from before when u were playing Genshin that u r physically struggling not to call him Benny, so when u do accidentally call him that, u try to apologize politely, but he just talks about finally having a nickname so giddy that u just stick with Benny, what a cutie)

Common chests, Razor/Fischl gets what u expect, you personally maybe get a little extra materials and money,

But Benny?

He opens a common chest and suddenly it's a secret Precious chest

The pyro boy honestly looks a little afraid

◇

You guys have a picnic later on for lunch together, partially bc Razor rlly wanted them to try ur food !! :D

Fischl and Benny were drooling over garlic salt, jesus- Teyvat's been deprived-

The blanket u used was a custom one u got made for Razor for his bday awhile back, all diff shades of purple and some silver wolf puppies and pawprints on it, 10/10 vv cute he loves it :)

(and also showed it off to his friends, Benny in particular looks smitten by it..)

◇

Fischl eventually gets herded by Oz back to Mondstadt bc of their parents wanting them back by dinner,

So u Razor and Benny r left to wander around :]

As u guys explore and get chests and talk,

U all begin to gather ingredients for dinner (not that u dont have an inventory but the boys dont wanna cut into ur supplies, the sweethearts)

... Benny slowly starts to find and accumulate foodstuffs

Those Phileano? mushrooms (the white toasty looking ones that r always on roofs or windmills?)

He finds at eye level on nearly any building u come across.

Crabs?

Benny currently has his shirt turned into a basket trying to contain them, and more are flocking to him lol

Snap dragons? Calla lilies?? Even violetgrass, those purple horsetails, lotus heads, and a few qingqin from Liyue somehow make it into his bag 💀

The real question to ask at this point is, when wasn't Bennett lucky today??

(wow never thought youd hear that one)

◇

So its a few weeks later, and Benny is like spending, every day with yall now lol

Ur getting dinner ready for u guys, and ur hopefully gonna make enough to leave leftovers for Lupical and Andrius,

So Razor has gone off to get some water to boil,

And Benny is climbing this huge tree to reach some eggs

And as he gets farther and farther up the tree away from you, he starts to slip more often 😬

Finally as he reaches the top, u realize after weeks without even a trip from him whenever hes around yall, why he wasnt unlucky-

...the closer he is to you, the luckier he is, and the farther Benny is-

He steps on a dead branch and it snaps :0 !!

Just as he falls, he screams and yells,

"DAD!!"

U push together some thick bushes and vines to catch him luckily

(lord knows u couldnt have caught him no matter how light he is, rip benny)

..Benny is okay, but he does go red in the face, and when u ask if he wants u to get one of his dads from the guild to check him over/make him feel better?

He says quickly "NO THANKS!"

Then Razor comes back like, "You call Lupical dad now?"

Benny: "What? No!"

You: "Do u see me as a, father figure, Bennett?"

Benny: "NO- more like I see u as a BOTHER figure bc ur always BOTHERING ME-"

Lol anyways jk

what a cutie tho,

(Ur Creator vibes made him feel vv at home in a way he hasnt felt before, so u got the honors early <3)

so ur a Dad™️ now (regardless of ur gender btw)

hope u like having a pack of puppies, a wolf spirit god, a wild wolf raised boy, and another wild but adventurer guild raised boy as ur family now 🤷‍♂️

Congratz U R THE FATHER LMAO

♧

You may or may not have also gotten onto Benny for charging straight into battle at other times, bc hes so used to bad luck happening anyway, apparently its canon he will just run in???

(to the point Grand Master VARKAS commented on it??!!)

U were pissed, bonked his head and everything-

He looked sufficiently chastised, but when u originally found out Fischl and Razor were nearby,

And u just hear snickering behind u as u bop him

(U bop them later too for that lol)

◇

Benny is also very good at treating injuries bc of this too apparantly,

So one time when you Razor and him were engaging with a couple hilichurls again on the way to Windrise,

Benny applied pyro, and bc u were standing father away than usual (there was an archer earlier u were dodging)

His bad luck crept in and when Razor went to charge up his wolf spirit electro ult-

...everyone went flying back.

...Including Benny and Razor 💀

You heard a really sick pop!

From Benny's shoulder :(

You quickly start pullin out the healing foods lol shove a fishstick in his mouth screaming IT HEALS like a crazed grandparent lmao

But Benny has already sighed and sat up, popping his arm back into place

🤢🤮

You^

While u do praise his healing??? skills,

U have found out thru him that apparently ur food also gives some pain killer effects

So u scold him and bop him on the head with some dango 🍡

For not waiting on u to help him lol

..

Which btw-

Any healing food u give him, he treats like the bandages many others give him, like Barbara, Katheryne, his guild dads, etc.

And holds onto them, rarely eating them

(Ur stuff preserves until needed bc its magical Creator powers surprise, surprise)

Benny feels like its a tangible piece of your care he can keep with him <3 sobs

"Well, since you're by my side, I guess I'm not that unlucky after all!"

proud of you son :')

♤

Ok so youve been getting Razor and u furnishings right

And youve been asking him what he wants to add to the caves digs ! :]

(U made a more fortified "front door" to the cave entrance, its also not that deep of a cave so there r only like 3 other "rooms" besides the main entrance area)

U improved both of u guys beds (tho razor will crash urs if he has a nightmare)

Along with some new outfits for him!

And so he has requested some stuff, but as time goes on,

Slowly, Razor goes from telling Benny about what new thing u added or telling his friend abt what he wants for the cave/himself,

To asking Benny what he wants bc he stays over so often 😭

(Youve gotten Benny factored into ur finances now lol, u gave him new clothes, new gear, amenities, etc. It also helps him bc he doesnt rlly have a main caretaker, so if he needs money he has to take commissions, which can be dangerous to him alone bc if u dont know, Benny's Adventuring Team only has him as the single member of it, plus thats not good if he is too sick or too injured to work, so a 2nd source of lowkey income is good for him <3 )

◇

U now have a coffee table as the dinner table (razor was used to sitting on the ground to eat so a high table felt weird to him)

And it has a few pillow chair thingys?

For you, Razor, Benny, and a guest aw 💘

Benny also originally wanted to help make smth for u guys as a house warming gift

but bc he would try to work on it away from ur influence, it would break everytime :(

Eventually u just coninvced the poor kid to help u pick out some nice rugs and stuff lol

He also has surprisingly good interior design tastes, huh, who knew?

(cough when benny stays over he usually stays in razors bed, but occasionally theyre both lonely had nightmares and ask to crash with u, i love these kids sm cough)

♧

Recently youve been visiting Benny in town even w/o Razor sometimes (rare as it is lol)

Mostly bc it seems like he needs the attention too <3

U gotta make sure hes eating real food okay

U dont want him to end up like u in ur world where u ate snacks for dinner when u were his age...

And Benny gets super hype about it every time, hes grabbing u by the arm, hauling u around to talk to ppl etc.

(Did i mention ur one of the few or not at all ppl who he can freely hold onto no matter the weather/situation bc his bad luck doesnt happen to you?? Oh no??? Well there u go :)

Most notably, to talk to the other Guild Dads™️

They deadass lowkey postured at you for an hour at you before giving in bc u seemed to be the only good luck charm the kid's ever gotten in his entire life 😭

They also r rlly happy someone is able to bc of his rlly bad luck willing to look out for him when they cant :)

♡

For his birthday, you guys all celebrated by doing a picnic again like when u first met them, and you made him a cake

Benny's face rlly said " :'D !! "

Later on, for presents, you got him a blanket matching Razor's !!

Shades of red, with some good luck symbols thruout to maybe make up for when ur not there, and puppies all over <3

And at the top, you yourself embroidered (attempted, so its kinda sloppy but still readable, its endearing you like to think)

"Benny's Adventure Team"

With your name, Razor, Fischl, and even Oz and Andrius lol, all embroidered (not by u bc u stabbed urself enough times making the title thx) as team members down below 👍

You also show him a copy of the book record Katheryne keeps of adventuring teams, telling him that you snuck into Mondstadt one day w/o him knowing and officially signed you guys together (the others agreed too ofc)

.

..

...

...Benny cried, straight up.

And just like held onto you for bascially the rest of the day ❤️

♡

MY HEART FOR MY BOYS FOREVER

♡

(you also may or may not have signed the corner with "love, dad" haha what)

♡

☆

I just want y'all to know.

I had like this whole thing ready to post.

Then tumblr decided it didn't like any of my writing, and deleted half of this post.

U probably saw the spot i marked where i lost it all :'/

I think it took an hour? Or at least 30 minutes to write.

Guess tumblr didn't like that I was adding so much in one go.

So now it's gone.

Doin smth ballsy bc in order to avoid that, ive just rewritten that lost half, and am just going to post it straight up rather than expecting it to save my draft 🥲

Those beautiful moments between Bennett and us, are gone forever. My memory isn't good enough to rewrite it all. ;-;

If you don't mind, I'll be crying somewhere over those lost Benny moments that I drafted on here and can no longer remember to add.

I guess that's tumblr's cruel way of telling me to go the extra mile and draft my bullshit on a literal Google Doc then come back here and deal with the formatting transition hell.

Thanks tumblr.

Appreciate the writing advice.

💔

(Fischl Voice) TIS I, WATERS OF THE SKY, IN THE NIGHT I SHINE UPON THEE, OH MOST HEAVENLY OF DIVINE BEINGS, FEAST YOUR EYES UPON MY OFFERINGS TO THINE BELOW!! COME ONE, COME ALL, FIND MY LABRYNTH'S RULES, AND REJOICE IF YE FIND THE TREASURE WITHIN!

(Oz translation: hey its aquarius here! I hope you gods enjoyed my writing! Feel free to check out my Masterpost/Writing Rules List if you guys ever wanna request something, including non-Sagau/Isekai stuff! :] )

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

(^^^^

Hey not sure if yall will see this, but while this does have influences of Sagau/Isekai genshin, its still pretty just platonic genshin stuff, so let me know if thats not what u wanna be tagged for - just dm me!!)

#bro hoyo has gotta tune his bad luck down bc when i first learned about benny i was like #how is he alive?? also why hoyo so cruel to kid #who doesnt even have parents???? #TWO bestest boys here today :D #genshin impact #ask box open #genshin sagau #sagau #genshin imagines #my asks #gender neutral reader #genshin sagau ideas #genshin god reader #genshin impact sagau #platonic genshin #platonic #genshin isekai #genshin bennett #genshin razor #genshin fischl #this is rlly long again #pls god dont delete this #ill update tags if im alive after posting this #;-; #holy god #it lives #found family #genshin found family #genshin fluff #have yall read bennetts friendship level info? absolutely devastating would not recommend 0/10 died a little inside

[thenhlteaissuperhot]

nykki (martin necas' girlfriend) just posted some sort of q&a on her youtube channel and from the translation of the title, she should be talking about the nhl too, could you perhaps watch it and translate the interesting bits for us since its in czech?

This video was actually really interesting.

I have said it in the past already, but Nykki is genuinely one of the most sensible, down-to-earth, and level-headed WAGs I have seen on social media, so her answers were impressive and definitely worth hearing:

She answered the question about how she and Martin met:

Said that it is the most-asked question she gets - "My theory is that some of the people, who are asking me that, probably want to date a hockey player and they don't know how to do that. Personally, I wouldn't go for a hockey player." (she is so real laughing her ass off during that last part)

She would really want to have some sort of romantic story, but they literally started dating because he was constantly liking her photos, then DMed her on Instagram, they started texting and FaceTiming for several months before they actually saw each other in real life and started dating like two months after.

Talked about what it is like living as a (European) WAG, who moved to the US because of her boyfriend:

The players are away for half of the month during the season, so they don't see each other as often as people may think.

It was really hard for her to make friends among the other WAGs in the first year.

Overall, she expressed that she really struggled the first year and even thought that she wouldn't be able to live like that, wanting to go back home.

She also found it really hard to understand the "NHL lifestyle" (said that the term alone seems silly to her to this day) - "It is an extremely particular group of people. Even among the girls, in the room where we meet during the games, there are so many unspoken rules. I am an open book, I like to share my thoughts, and I hate small shallow talks, but I understood quite quickly that it doesn't work like that here and you can't trust everyone. It is everywhere like that - when you come to a room where there are twenty-five girls, at the end of the day, you only get along with a few of them, and I didn't understand that in the beginning. I kinda burned myself."

She can't have a work permit in the US and neither can all the European WAGs because their visas are officially under their partners - said that it is extremely hard for everyone to get a work permit in the US, but for them, it is practically impossible. A lot of other WAGs have tried, they poured a lot of money into the lawyers, and no one, she knows, has so far succeeded.

Where it is possible for the WAGs to obtain work permits, is in Canada - during this part, she also joked that Martin doesn't have a contract for the next year, so maybe they could move there.

Because of this whole work permit issue, she started doing social media, producing music, and writing scripts for some sort of company (the last two I understood are jobs in the Czech Republic, which she does online), making her own money.

She also said that life in Raleigh, North Carolina is quite uneventful compared to Prague, where she is from - however, she is also aware of the fact, that Raleigh is a quite safe place to live and that she can be glad for it because it's not like that everywhere in the States (as she knows from the experiences of other WAGs).

She also answered money-related questions as many people think that her boyfriend pays for everything in her life:

It is crazy for her that some people think that she is dating him only for the money - said that she didn't move across the Atlantic, away from her family and friends, and the established life she had in the Czech Republic, because of designer bags.

Said that all the WAGs (not just hockey ones) always showcase their life on social media to people who follow them in a manner that makes it seem better than it actually is - posting how they go to the games, how they all have their hair done, designer handbags...

She emphasized that they do have it really easy in a lot of things, and that it actually bothers her (personally she wouldn't be able to bear being financially dependent on her boyfriend - at least that's what I think she meant), but that there are also a lot of disadvantages, for example, if she is going to have kids one day in the States, their grandparents aren't going to see them because they are on the other side of the Atlantic.

At the end of the NHL-related segment, she brought up the question "what would you do if you broke up?"

She emphasized that she is one of the lucky ones because she has managed to find a way how to make a living on her own so this question doesn't really worry her because her life would simply continue, just back in Prague, not in the USA, but that many of the girls are studying in the States or just living there with their boyfriends and solely because of their boyfriends, and that once they break up, it is extremely difficult for them.

#nhl gossip #nhl wags

[rafesgoldrings]

Congrats on 1000!!! I’m so happy to be part of that 1000. You are such an amazing writer and deserve it all. Here’s to the next 1000!

Could you do a nsfw blurb from “23. I love your body,baby. Everything you hate about it is what drives me crazy.” Preferably with Pope or Sarah?

Thank you baby! You’re so sweet, I did this with Sarah because i’ve been wanting to write for her for awhile!🫶🏻 I tried to keep the body issues as non descriptive as I could so that way anyone could kind of relate so I hope I did good and you all enjoy the first Sarah semi smut

Dating Sarah came with lots of good, but also some insecurities. In your eyes, you had many flaws and she had none, she was absolutely perfect and everyone on the island wanted her. At times you still couldn’t believe she was dating you, feeling like you’d wake up and it all have been one big dream. You tried to keep those insecurities hidden, only letting them show when you were alone staring at the mirror and picking apart everything you hated about yourself. You’d thought you had done that good enough, but when Sarah cornered you in your room one night after you refused to let her touch you more than a gentle grope over your clothes or see you naked and asked what was wrong, you knew you couldn’t keep it in anymore.

“I just don’t like my body Sarah, you’re fucking perfect and i’m not. I don’t want you to see me and realize you deserve better” the tears streaming down your face as you listed all the things you hated about yourself, watching her face crumble. Her hands reached for your face, holding it firmly and looking you in your eyes.

“I love your body baby. Everything you hate about it is what drives me crazy” you sniffled and mumbled out a small ‘really?’ to which she nodded and placed a soft kiss to your lips, slowly moving down your jaw and neck, then to your shoulders and chest. Your eyes fluttered shut, letting out a soft moan at her delicate touch.

You feel her start to lift your shirt and instantly grab her wrists and give her a look of hesitation. “Hey hey it’s okay, if you really don’t want to do this because you aren’t ready than that’s okay, we’ll stop and just go watch a movie. But if you don’t want to because you’re ashamed or think I won’t like how you look, let me prove you wrong. Let me show you how fucking much I love your body sweetheart” concern washing over her features as she looked into your eyes trying to find an answer.

“I want to, i’m just scared” you admitted, watching her face relax slightly.

“Then we’ll take it slow, at any point you can tell me to stop okay? But I want you, every part of you, if you’ll let me have you”

She spoke with such love and sincerity for you that you believed her, allowing her to pull of your shirt and stare in awe. Next was your bra, her lips instantly attaching to your chest and peppering your tits with kisses. Her hands worked on your pants next, pulling them down as her kisses trailed south. Her lips met the top of your underwear, hooking her fingers into the sides and looking at you for confirmation. As soon as you gave her the okay, she pulled them off and discarded them into the pile of clothes, leaning back on her heels to admire your naked body in all its glory.

“Fuck princess. You’re absolutely beautiful, going to worship your body until you have to push me off” she mumbled, trailing her hands all over your body and moving to kiss your thighs.

You spread your legs apart slightly and felt her move to your inner thigh, lips sucking and biting until she reached your cunt.

“Going to take such good care of you” was the last thing you heard before her lips wrapped around your clit and began sucking, two of her fingers sliding inside your dripping hole. If you knew she was this good with her mouth and fingers, you would have let her do this sooner. But now that you knew? Now that you felt comfortable enough with her? You were going to let her have her way with you anytime she wanted

#sarah cameron blurb #sarah cameron #sarah cameron smut #sarah cameron imagine #sarah cameron x female reader #sarah cameron x you #sarah cameron x reader #asks <3 #1k celebration

[midnight-omega]

Anatomy hc

Okiii ur girl spent most of last night trying to figure some things out and draw some diagrams fr

This post focuses on the reproductive anatomy of my omegaverse. I'm gonna go through each of the 6 gender/dynamic combinations and give a little info about how I think it all works :> like everything else this varies from person to person so if this isn't ur thing no worries! If this is ur thing feel free to use it! But if you use my diagrams I'd appreciate it if you credited me be i spent a long time on them 😔

I also want to link this very in depth explanation because I did take a lot of inspiration from it for my male omegas! I adore this concept for them and I'll be using it going forward. The author talks about a lot more tho some of which imma steal some of which Im not :))

Okay lets get into it fr, be warned there are my messy diagrams of all kinds of private bits under the cut. Also if tumblr kills the quality im so sorry fr :((

Male Alpha

🌕 Let's start with our boys here.

🌕 Honestly they're pretty straightforward! There's not too many crazy anatomy changes here. They function pretty much the same as irl amab anatomy does.

🌕 They have a penis and external testes

🌕 They have a prostrate that can be stimulated via anal penetration

🌕 Male alphas tend to be on the bigger side concerning length/girth but this varies from person to person

🌕 Now, the defining characteristic of a male alpha is their knot. Only alphas have a knot!

🌕 The knot is soft tissue that expands during orgasm. This "locks" the penis into the vagina in order to facilitate conception. In simple terms, sperm stuck inside better change pregananant

🌕 The knot typically stays expanded for about 20min after orgasm, but this can vary. Any longer than an hour though, can be cause for concern

🌕 The male alpha usually has a larger knot than a female alpha and experiences higher chances of successfully "tying" (tying here meaning the knot actually gets stuck in the receiver)

🌕 An alpha can knot outside of rut, but these knots may be smaller or not fully expanded since they're lacking the overproduction of hormones that rut creates

🌕 A deflated knot is still visible as a ring of much softer tissue than the rest of the shaft

Female Alpha

🌕 oh boy, oh god, mother mary save us all

🌕 This one was so HARD to figure out fr... let me get into this

🌕 I've always liked the idea of a female alpha having a hidden penis best. One that's concealed where the clit ought to be but expands and pops out during rut or when aroused. I like this one best bc I'm not a super big fan of the anatomy set up of having a vulva and dick and balls all at once, and anatomically I never understood like... the concept of the clit swells a lil and thats the knot bc... penetrate how?? I also just don't like pregnant female alphas much! To me alphas impregnate only not carry

🌕 So hidden penis was my favorite option !

🌕 But once I started drawing out the diagram I immediately had problems placing the sheathed penis inside the body

🌕 My biggest issues were the bladder and pubic bone. The bladder I can move around easy enough, especially since female and male anatomy have it in slightly different positions anyway

🌕 But what was fucking me up was that damn bone

🌕 If we want to replace the clit with a penis the penis is going to need to run straight through that bone. The pubic bone in female anatomy sits right above the clit basically. In male anatomy its a tad higher up but even moving it up it would still be in the way of the penis

🌕 I could continue to move the bone or do away with it but then we compromise the human shape of the female alpha. The rest of the dynamics would look human in the hips and pelvis but female alpha she'd be.. little fucked up. Not to mention I'm sure there's some other wild medical consequence of removing or moving the pubic bone that I'm not aware of

🌕 So... we can't put the sheathed penis exactly where the clit is

🌕 I could put it where the vagina is, but then that eliminates the vagina entirely and makes female alphas unable to have penetrative sex and tbh I'm not into that give her a gspot yk?

🌕 I could move the urethra around, like push it forward towards the clit even more and push the vaginal opening backwards, or even combine the vagina and anus like the male omega but I wasn't a fan of that either. It makes her feel to male omega-y and less unique to me

🌕 Furthermore like... vaginas are low. Like lower than u think, clits are a little lower too. And penises are so high! So.. having a penis come out so low between your legs wouldn't that make penetrating kinda hard unless you had a crazy long horse cock or smth.

🌕 So I ended up keeping the penis sheathed like I wanted, but I moved it up

🌕 The penis head is a little above where a clit would sit but I still removed the clit from her anatomy

🌕 To avoid the bone I had to put the penis above it. This isn't super crazy since the vans deferens also comes down over the bone, but it is a little awkward because this isn't a little tube this is a PENIS. This is a whole long cord of tissue and blood vessels here and I'm not giving her a small flat cock to compensate she doesn't deserve that

🌕 So, her muscle, fat, skin, and what have you is gonna have to push out to make room for the penis sitting above the bone.

🌕 Insert female alpha sheath bulge >:))

🌕 tbh I think giving her a bit of a bump is pretty hot so I'm satisfied!

🌕 However bc its sitting right over a bone any pressure applied to it is going to be uncomfortable or even painful for her

🌕 So... ig if you wanna kick a female alpha in the nuts aim for her sheath fr

🌕 So then I was good for awhile, I had placed the penis in the body in a way that satisfied me and kept the vagina intact

🌕 But okay now the penis has to come out

🌕 The female alpha cock still sits lower than the male one, so we have to do a little more bending to get it to flip up in proper penis formation

🌕 No problem, I'll just give the female a longer base after the knot and said base will be way more bendy than a real penis np np

🌕 Okay but... if we have a noodle base how is the erection staying erect and not just becoming a top heavy string of stuck blood that flops tf over

🌕 Insert what I did with the labia

🌕 I want female alphas to enjoy vaginal sex if they want to mostly for kinky reasons yk but its my world so!

🌕 But this means that I don't really wanna touch the labia around the vagina, they should still get looser during arousal they should still be fun to play with yada yada yada

🌕 But the penis needs something to lock it upright. So I split the labia into even more parts.

🌕 On irl afab anatomy theres the inner and outer labia and that's that. On the female alpha tho I had to get creative. I gave her her inner and outer labia that would function normally

🌕 Then I gave her another set around the exit of her sheath. I called them! The penile labia for lack of creativity and anatomical knowledge! Unlike the outer and inner labia around the vagina, these ones stiffen and lock up during arousal after the penis has been unleashed. This keeps it out and helps it stand!

🌕 I also gave her a middle labia. This is an extremely tough piece of muscle that separates her upper and lower sets of lips. The middle labia supports our bendy base even more and tends to get engorged and may even expand a little to support the weight of the cock and knot

🌕 This isn't fool proof by ANY means and I'm sure ppl who know anatomy better than me have a million issues rn but yk what? This makes sense to me and took me awhile to figure it out fr so I'm content

🌕 Now... I gave her a uterus-like structure and still called it "uterus" for lack of better term. this is not a functioning uterus so female alphas cannot conceive

🌕 But in this model I have this uterus act more like a muscle that helps push the penis out of the sheath. Believable? Idk but its chill with me

🌕 The female knot is generally a littler smaller than the male knot because it's gotta fit in the body

🌕 The knot here doesn't even begin to expand until the penis is unsheathed, whereas in males it may puff up slightly on initial arousal

🌕 Since I did not give her balls, her testes are inside the body where the ovaries would typically be

🌕 insert the part where I tell you alpha sperm does not need to be cool. It can survive higher temperatures which also makes sense considering omegas practically have heat strokes during heat, the sperm would need to be a little tougher.

🌕 But then why do males have balls? I got u fam ! Bc while they can survive in warmer temperatures that does not mean they thrive there. The healthiest swimmers are still kept a little cooler. Female alphas may be less fertile even because of this which could be some fun plot points bc i love female alphas pls write them more

🌕 That was so LONG but I think that's it for her

Male Beta

🌙 The male beta doesn't really have anything super atypical from irl amab bodies.

🌙 The penis of a beta tends to be a lil smaller than an alpha's but bigger than an omegas, but again this isn't always the case!

🌙 We do have a prostate for fun anal times if desired

🌙 Beta sperm is not as heat resistant as alpha sperm. They can impregnate other betas just fine but may struggle with an omega in heat. It's suggested that b/o couples try conceiving outside of heat with the help of fertility experts :>

🌙 Male betas cannot conceive, they have no uterus or vagina

🌙 Betas do not knot!

Female Beta

🌙 Again, not a lot of differences to talk about here, typical afab anatomy

🌙 It is worth noting that in my verse I am not giving female betas periods bc thats mean

🌙 For this reason their endometrium is thinner than ours so the body can reabsorb it without a true heat easier

🌙 I'll also say that beta eggs are just built different for this thinner endometrium

🌙 usually you need a certain thickness for the egg to embed properly to the uterine wall, but imma say that for whatever reason beta eggs are totally chill with a thin lining. They have a better grip or smth ig!

🌙 This allows my girls to get pregnant without an extra added issue due to my silly anatomy choices

🌙 It also makes her different from the female omega which I'll talk about later :))

Male Omega

🌑 Okay ya'll get ready for shitshow number two

🌑 actually the male omega wasn't as bad to figure out mostly bc I stole the idea of the epivagina from the author I linked above the cut!!

🌑 I'll sum up if you don't want to read through the link (you should tho it's really interesting stuff you might wanna use in ur own verse!)

🌑 So like the female alpha there are depictions I don't like when it comes to the male omega. I don't like them not having a uterus and just being... a guy? Like having nothing about them that makes them different than a male beta. Also, like how I said I don't like pregnant alphas, I don't like omegas that can impregnate.

🌑 I'm also not a fan of not giving them a penis and having them only have a vagina and uterus. What makes the two omega genders different then? Breasts? Not a fan tbh considering I like my male omegas to breastfeed with their lil pregnancy boobies (cancer in venus I like boobies and lactation not sorry)

🌑 Basically I want my mpreg and I want my penis too

🌑 So, like the female alpha, we have to give them both parts.

🌑 Since there's not a ton of room between the balls and the anus (the taint is only so big yall) I'm not a fan of just giving them a vulva here

🌑 I'm also not a big fan of the birth canal that develops from the taint when pregnant just bc it doesn't make sense to me that the body just forms and unforms a hole that they have to push out a baby the size of a small melon through. Like in that case pregnancy must be excruciatingly painful on top of pregnancy already being painful and hard

🌑 So... butt babies. Except not quite

🌑 The popular option is the cloaca but... I have issues with that too

🌑 If you read the chapter on male omegas on the ao3 link you can see why. A short cloaca definitely results in poop in the vagina. I don't think I need to explain why poop in the vagina is like the worst thing. As the author points out it also makes it difficult for fun oral time just bc the amount of infections you can get from... constant ass licking/fucking especially bc I haven't seen any male omegas telling their alphas omg wait i need to shower, shit, and have an enema first

🌑 The long cloaca can work ig but then the penis never enters the vagina and thats just not fun. The male omega would never be able to have vaginal sex fr :((

🌑 So I'm going with what the author made up! The epivagina!

🌑 The epivagina is a strong valve-like muscle kinda like the middle labia in alpha females.

🌑 During non horny times the epivagina remains positioned in a way that closes off the vaginal opening. No penetration without literal tearing can take place with it closed. The anus is open and free for poop!

🌑 During heat and arousal the epivagina switches the other way opening the vagina and closing the anus so the opposite is true

🌑 You do not have to be in heat for the vagina to open btw! Just turned on

🌑 During birth we can just assume the sphincters and muscles around this anus and vagina were built for stretching, though it might be recommend for male omegas to anal train a bit to get all our muscles ready for it (there are literally butt plugs the size of a child's head so we can train out asses a lil)

🌑 Now the drawback to this would be that... you cannot have anal with a male omega if he's turned on. Tbh that's okay with me since i'm not really into anal anyway! If it's not okay with u then.. idk change it to fit ur kink babe im not stopping u

🌑 It also kinda acts as a rape defense too in a way.... like a duck if we're not turned on good luck entering the vagina. ofc... the exception to this is heat in heat it's p much always open unless we need to shit rn so ig vaginal rape protection in heat isn't a thing but it's neat outside of heat

🌑 Male omegas do produce very small amounts of sperm but they're such sad little boys it's basically impossible to get pregnant from them. Most of them have clear orgasms if they come from their cocks at all.

🌑 I did raise their balls a bit back into the body. We're still descended but not... exactly the whole way if that makes sense. Our sperm just isn't as cool this way and it's not heat resistant fr!

🌑 Bc omegas get so hot during their heats this can also decrease or fully kill off any remaining sperm production.

🌑 Technically this way you can still get pregnant by a male omega if you're a female beta/omega but.... bc its my verse and I don't really want that I'm gonna say it happens like once in a century it is not really a thing

🌑 The penis here is smaller than anyone else's, but not as small as you'd think. I'm not going the whole micropenis route with them you can still be satisfied through penetration with my male omegas!

🌑 Like the author, I also like the concept of giving them a prostate and an internal clit >:))

🌑 no real reason other than 3 ways for my boys to orgasm and I like it

Female Omega

🌑 Pretty similar to the female beta, not too much difference from irl afab anatomy

🌑 The biggest difference between a female beta and female omega are:

🌑 Slick production (beta's do not produce slick)

🌑 The endometrium

🌑 I gave my beta's a thinner one so their bodies can absorb it and we can avoid menstruation!

🌑 Well in female omegas the endometrium is thicker, about the same as the average one irl or maybe even a little thicker than that.

🌑 Her eggs just aren't as good as gripping just like irl fr, so we need a lot of cushion for them

🌑 especially since female omegas tend to release more than one egg a cycle (2-4 is normal) so if we're all embedding we need more room to do it

🌑 A female omega also can reabsorb her endometrium no worries I am not giving her a period either

🌑 Instead I'm going to say that heat has 3 phases. Pre heat where we get ready for ovulation that lasts about 3-4 days, heat heat which lasts about 1-2 days or less. This is when we are fertile we need to get pregnant NOW, and then post heat which lasts about 3 days where our body temperature is still extremely high and we're still horny and feverous but the egg has passed alas. Its during post heat that we reabsorb and break down the endometrium. Sometimes we might see a little blood a lil spotting yk, but for the most part our heat stroke helps us absorb it idc if that's unreasonable its what imma say

🌑 The term heat usually includes heat and post heat but not pre heat (I mean you get off work for heat and post heat and we use the term heat as a collective to include that 5 or so days but this doesn't include the pre heat) but i'll do a different post for heats later !

I think thats everything if you survived all that thank you for indulging me fr! Feel free to pop in my askbox if you wanna talk about smth and like I said in the beginning feel free to steal but pls credit my diagrams if u use them :))

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[xxlovelynovaxx]

I dislike the social model of disability for the exact same reason I dislike the medical model of disability: it erases, speaks over, and harms the most profoundly disabled.

I don't care if it takes into account "impairments" that physically exist independently of the "social access barriers" it terms disability. I question why it labels only disability that is "overcome-able" by implementation of better societal access structures as such, and why its ideal world no longer calls "impairments" disabling. I am concerned with the possible violence I still might face if not able to live a full, fulfilling life under those conditions as defined by myself, because my medical reality is that I will always be profoundly disabled no matter the level of access I have on a societal level.

I take issue with the cartesian dualism at the heart of its strongest proponents' arguments, the idea that no chronic illness of the brain that has psychological "as well as" physical effects can meaningfully exist or be labeled whatsoever. Acknowledging the inherent bias in psychology, and I'm saying this as someone who is radically anti-psych, does not require throwing out the entire idea of mental illness.

Questioning it and how it is used to abuse people and forced on vulnerable people? Sure! Questioning how it is categorized and defined? Absolutely?

Saying that no experience can be truly defined as "disordered" if it is primarily "psychiatric" in nature, or even includes significant "psychiatric" elements? ... Isn't that throwing the baby out with the bathwater? Psychiatric here simply meaning "experienced in cognitive/emotional ways" since my brain won't give me a better word.

(I mean, I'm for being able to access all medical treatment on an informed consent model, based on symptoms, that is patient-directed, with lived experienced providers being a common option, being able to be refused without stigma or coercion, and for all diagnoses to require the ongoing, revokable consent of the person being diagnosed. So.)

The issues I take with the medical model are obvious. It is more concerned with making people abled - or rather, making them appear abled - than with their quality of life. It refuses to acknowledge how social access barriers exacerbate the inability of many disabled people to do things, while simultaneously treating said disabilities as personal failures. It sees the abled state as the only case in which quality of life can exist.

Most of the medical neglect and abuse I have faced has been a result of the medical model.

And yet, they both posit that "disability" is a temporary state caused by factors which, if "corrected", would render a person no longer functionally disabled. They both, regardless of whether they acknowledge that physical OR social "impairment" can exist independent of the other, insist that disability is something that can be "fixed' and eradicated with enough effort - they just place the onus of that effort in different places.

They both, somehow, treat disabling neurodivergence as completely divorced from any physical reality. The medical model sees a sickness of the mindsoul that can be treated with "hard work" in therapy and tragically but profitably at extremes with medication, that only continues to exist because of the sin of laziness and being "anti-recovery". The social model sees a sickness of society that can be treated by breaking down hierarchies, meeting people's needs, and reducing harm.

The latter sounds nicer, up until someone finds that in that theoretical society their neurochemistry would still be disabling in emotional-cognitive ways, at which point the patronizing "I know better than you whether neurodivergence can be inherently disabling" business as usual comes out. This time it comes with the thin veneer of how it's about "not having examined the paradigm of mental illness" rather than "being crazy", and yet somehow, I find it's always those with low support needs, the non-psychotic, the "neurotypical-passing", the non-mad, insisting they know better.

Why is it so hard for people to acknowledge that the answer is likely nuanced? That a mixed socio-medical model of disability would reflect the realities of the largest majority of disabled people, precisely because of its ability to move between "fully social model" and "fully medical model" and "anywhere in between" for each individual?

Also why, I might add, do proponents of the social model agree with the medical model on psychiatry specifically? Not in every way, of course, but why am I forced to see people claiming "mental illness [if they even acknowledge it exists] is not a physical disability of a physical organ, but rather something innately wrong with (you/society)"?

Why the refusal to acknowledge how "mental illness is solely the result of society and neurodivergence can never be profoundly disabling in a perfect world, where you'd have to deal with being different and mildly inconvenienced by your neurotype at worst" is just as damaging as "mental illness is solely a result of a sickness of the spirit - er, brain, but only the abstract concept of the brain, and anything that can't be corrected with medication and therapy is your fault"?

Why the stubbornness when asked to examine how people that are profoundly inherently disabled by their neurotypes are completely glossed over at best in both of these and being violently excluded on average?

Where are the people with intellectual disabilities, with profound developmental disabilities, with extreme cognitive disabilities, in both of these models?

Anyway, I just blocked someone because I was on both their DNI and green light list for being "anti social model of disability" and "anti medical model of disability". They hated him because he spoke with nuance or w/e.

[thehandthatleads02]

why aren't men ok?

This one has been sitting in my inbox for a few days now, ever since I mentioned it in a post. It is indeed a big question, but I suppose I'll try and tackle it. If you don't want a non-horny post you should just skip this one.

I believe in a fundamental way that people in general are lost. By this I mean they are without purpose. Without larger goals that drive them forward. I see this all the time in people I talk to here on tumblr. When you are without purpose, your actions start to lose meaning and that can very easily lead to depression.

You can see the opposite quite clearly as well. If people believe in something, it can motivate them to do extraordinary or crazy things. Religious belief has long been used to motivate followers to a number of ends, most of them less than holy. Importantly, this holds true even if the beliefs are obvious lies. A failed real estate mogul managed to con a significant portion of the country into believing he was their savior, and they nearly overturned the country for him. To this day they engage in staggering cognitive dissonance that prevents them from accepting the truth.

Which brings us to Men. Once upon a time in America they had a clear path to follow in live. Attend college, get a good job, marry a pretty girl, settle down and have some kids. Work until retirement and live out the rest of your life in comfort. Now, this paradigm was never really true. There were always gaps in the narrative, especially if you weren't lucky enough to be born white and middle class. The point is, people believed in this. It was a promise the government sold them that life would get better. That if they worked hard enough everything would be okay.

And for a time, it mostly worked. The fiction held for a couple of decades, all though it was falling apart little by little. Wages began to stagnate, college grew unsustainable expensive, middle class jobs were moved overseas for cheap foreign labor. And then, one September morning people from a country most Americans were largely unaware of committed an atrocity that shook the entire world.

All these changes created a world that looked very little like that traditional American life we were told to chase. Young men that tried to do the things they were told to do for a good life found it not working. Their degree didn't get them a good job, women were not submissive housewives, they couldn't afford a house or kids. So what are they supposed to do with a world that looks nothing like they were promised? How could they be "Men" when everything they were told a man must be is not longer possible?

So instead, they cling to whatever purpose they can. The internet is full of grifters offering an alternative view of manhood to cling to. Even better, most of those online narratives tell men that it isn't their fault. They place the blame elsewhere. It's the minorities, it's feminism, it's weak liberals, it's the jews. God, just typing that last part makes me sick, but it had to be said because people still believe it.

Remember this: people don't like complicated problems. They're hard, they want a simple answer. Especially one that tells them they haven't done anything wrong. A lot of guys have fallen into that trap. To be clear, I am not making excuses for them. Everyone has the responsibility to be better, but it is clear that modern America has failed its population in many ways. Unless we can find something to rally around, something that can unite us, we're in for some trouble.

That was long and it only scratched the surface of the issues, but you asked. That's why Men are not okay.

[my-castles-crumbling]

hey cas,

so, i dont really know exactly how to word things right so please bear with me while i try to explain a bit.

i think i have bipolar disorder (or something similar, im still looking into things), but i dont know if im just going crazy and imagining things. theres not really anyone in my life i can talk to about it to gauge their opinion, so im kind of left by myself to deal with it.

i dont have a trusted adult or loved one i can go to for help, and ive not been to a doctor since probably 2017 at the latest so im not even sure who id be making an appointment with to discuss anything like this. ive considered trying to get myself into therapy but im afraid that if i go in saying that i think im bipolar and have other mental illnesses (im about 99% certain i have anxiety and likely some sort of depressive disorder too, but that might be more linked with the mood swings of bipolar) that its the wrong way to go about it? like, i might just be really ignorant but i dont think thats how therapy works is it?

basically im worried that if i go in saying the disorders i think i have, then theyll tell me im exaggerating or that i need other people to back me up or that i do need to see my gp doctor (which, again, i dont actually think i have one) or that it isnt my place to try to diagnose myself etc.

im not really sure what im asking here? maybe if you have any advice/experience about what therapy is actually like or what i could expect? or a better way to go about getting help? i really dont know honestly aha, sorry

Well, you've definitely come to the right place lol, I've been to and ghosted many a therapist! (Don't ghost your therapist!)

Actually, recently I started therapy again and it's been a great experience, so let me tell you about it. Warning: I live in the US, so if you live elsewhere, it might be different.

When you start therapy, they're going to ask you a LOT of questions. Lots about your background, your childhood, your feelings, etc. It'll feel a bit invasive, but make sure to be honest! Like brutally honest. Like if you're like...'I might be feeling this way but idk if I'm faking..' tell them that. They need to know everything.

Then, if you're a minor, they'll talk to your parents and get their insight. If you have issues with your parents, make sure to tell them that BEFORE this part happens, so they can take what your parents say with a grain of salt.

Last, they'll give you a 'tentative diagnosis.' This means that this is what they think you have, but it's not a die-hard medical diagnosis. They'll treat you based on this, but if you ever wanted accommodations in school or anything for it, you would have to go to a clinical psychiatrist to get it written up.

Here's the thing: the diagnosis my surprise you or even make you feel invalidated. If it does? Tell them that. Because, two things: One- they may have gotten something wrong. Or two- they need to know if you aren't understanding something fully.

To be very personal, I am diagnosed with both depression and anxiety. When I started therapy recently and again got those diagnoses, I wasn't surprised. But I also was told I have 'illness-anxiety disorder' which is the new term for a hypochondriac. I was super insulted because I was picturing the stereotypical hypochondriac who fakes illnesses for attention (this was uneducated of me) but my therapist explained that this version of anxiety more means that I have a lot of anxiety related to being nervous to get sick or the results of getting sick. Which was like- oh. yeah. I do panic every time someone sneezes on me. My therapist said this has become increasingly common since COVID.

All this to say it sounds like seeking out therapy might be a great way for you to get the answers you're looking for. But even if they're not the answers you think they'll be, remember that your feelings and experiences are still extremely valid and no less real.

<3 <3 <3

#ask #asks #ask cas #therapy

[galvanizedfriend]

hi, love <3 so, here's a random thought I'd like to share with you.

I always mention how much I would've loved to see The Wolf instead of The original as a TVD spin off, but, even though my though I still stand this statement, I think it would've not been the same.

Let me elaborate:

as I said many times before, your writing is the key of the whole story. Since you always narrates things such as inner thoughts, feelings and point of views, we also get an explanation about why a certain thing is happening ( i.e. the ending smut of chapter 30). However, no matter how talented the actor is, this thing never happens in TV shows, and it sadly leads to misinterpretation (either of the character or their action) and "randomness".

For example: Caroline is my babygirl, but I just know that if people would've *watched* instead of *reading* The Wolf, they would've hated her. Calling her a bad s/o, mother and friend because they would just judge her by her actions without knowing what's going on with the characters, misinterpreting her struggle for bitchness or something along those lines.

In conclusion, even though I would pay MILLIONS to just erase TO and bring TW to live action, I'm also happy to know that my favs are "covered" from the hate they have already received because the shows never portrait them and their issues in the right way.

that's it, just wanted to share this piece of mind that have been floating around my head for a while! lemme know what you think!

Under the cut because I got rambly. 😂

That makes sense. Obviously books/fics/any written content will always be much more dense than TV shows or movies because you get to be inside characters' heads, while on TV content you can only count on actors finding a way to translate these emotions, and some of them don't even have that capacity tbh.

Not to say that The Wolf would've been better than the actual show (I mean, I have my biased opinions, but that's just me 😂), but I think the writing on The Originals obviously contributed a lot to how bad the show was a lot of the time. It simply lacked substance, there were many times when things just straight out didn't make sense. At first glance it might seem like TW and TO are almost interchangeable, but they're really not, and this is a point I have been making over the years. It's not just about the obvious changes (Caroline instead of Hayley, which is a BIG change btw), but it's especially about the more subtle ones. The amount of thought I put into those scenes, characters, dialogues - it might not seem like it, but it's crazy. And so if you read the final product and you think 'wow! this makes sense! it should've been like this!' it's because there were loads of changes done to not only that part, but parts that came before, that suddenly, when put together, paint things under a completely different light.

The problem with TO for me is that it starts off from a place of complete nonsense, so everything that comes after that is building on top of a fragile foundation. I mean, they start off the show by retconning every single character to a certain degree. What can we expect after that? They were more interested in erasing everything that came before on The Vampire Diaries than in doing justice to the characters, so there's no way that could've ever been 100% solid. It had its moments, I can't say that it didn't, but it was mostly scattered scenes here and there, or ideas you could see that were good in theory (like the premise of S3), rather than entire story arcs within the show.

My point is that I don't think the lack of inner monologuing is the main problem with TO. There is a way to have compelling and profound writing even when you don't have narration to compose your scenes, and the fact some screenwriters are incapable of doing that is the reason why so many book to TV adaptations are so crappy. You have to be really inventive to make it work, and the crew on TO simply wasn't. But there were moments!

However, regarding Caroline and the things she does throughout the story, like going back to Mystic Falls in TW2 for instance, or when she leaves the compound in TW1. Honestly, even if that had been written by the best screenwriter in the world (obviously not me), and if Candice King had given an Oscar-worthy performance, people would still call her a bitch. 😂 There's a real edge of misogyny in how people judge female characters a lot more harshly than their male counterparts, especially when the things they do displease the male character, which was the case here. I got so many comments from people who were mad at Caroline because 'she should've just trusted Klaus, Klaus is a hybrid, he's the strongest, he knows better', completely disregarding the fact Klaus is basically a psychopath with trust and anger issues who was by no means a pillar of warmth and sanity a lot of the time. Caroline was, from start to finish, the most reasonable, stable person in that entire story, but there were many times when people were blaming her for things that were just not her fault. She was pregnant, alone, scared, trying to stay alive, to protect her child, and Klaus was at the peak of a downward spiral where he was listening to absolutely no one, but somehow Caroline was the one in the wrong for not trusting that he wouldn't act like a maniac. 😂

I'm not saying that is what you're saying, btw, I'm just saying Caroline would've been judged no matter what. But yes, she probably would've been very harshly criticized if this had been the show. Already she is! There's a lot of people who dislike her for how hard she was on Klaus, like he didn't deserve it. 😂

Having said all that 😂 I do give myself some credit for the fact people were feeling so much for Klaus in spite of everything lol He's very intense and dramatic in how he takes offense. If he thinks he's been wronged (and he thinks he's been wronged whenever someone doesn't take his side in a dispute, whatever that might be), he just goes all out, and he's merciless in how he judges the people around him, alwaus making himself out to be the victmized party. He might regret his actions later (usually because of that darned little thing called consequence), but never initially, and he's also terrible at apologies. So I wanted his POVs to be about how the whole world was against him, and how he knew what he was doing, and he couldn't trust anyone, etc etc, and people bought it. Personally, I was always on Caroline's side, but even though I know people were likely to side with Klaus anyway because that's the way it is, and people are biased towards him, I also think I might have manipulated them a little bit.

But I just reminded myself today that there is a very basic difference between canon and TW that means one could never replace the other which is that Caroline is a witch. 😂 That justifies her getting pregnant, but then it changes her entire backstory.

I hope my response didn't come out as though I'm being harsh or anything. Your pondering just got me thinking, and that's actually something I've thought about a lot throughout the years because I have certainly gotten many comments like what you said. Thanks very much for sharing! I really love reading that kind of thing. ❤️

#yokan answers #feat-peach #i keep forgetting caroline used to be a witch #even though that's going to play a huge part in tw4 lol

[respectthepetty]

Get To Know Your BL Mutuals

tagged by @kwonzoshi

Simple, answer the questions. @ some people. Include the tag 'g2ky BL mutuals 2022' on your post so we can find everyone's answers!

What has been the BL that took you by surprise this year?

Old Fashion Cupcake. It came out of nowhere! One random day Viki uploaded the first episode, and was like “You wanna watch an oddly named show from Japan?” and my my my (sing it like Troye Sivan) it hit every sweet spot. The scene that was done all in one sequence?! I’m still there. I’m living in that scene. I only come out because I have to pay bills. I’m going to rewatch it for the 80th time now.

What has been the BL that you felt a bit disappointed with this year?

It would have been Oh! My Sunshine Night, but it seemed to embrace its messiness (adding more episodes on the day of the finale!) in a way that I love (amnesia?! a murder plot?! a bubble bath?!!!!) so…

Between Us. It’s the same issue I had with Until We Meet Again. I don’t know how Win and Team’s plot is going to carry over for twelve episodes. We keep getting snippets of In and Korn (TW, please), and shots of Dean and Pharm, but we already know their story, so it’s like recycled plot with a new scent. It’s nice to see Dean not so robotic (“fuck off”) and Pharm not being infantilized, but on top of Alphabet Soup’s issues with Prince Charming, a drowning, Manow doing her (keep it up, we love it!), Tul and Wan’s Gameboys moment, baby Santa looking adorable as Wiew, the product placement of what is clearly NOT water, and the daddy issues (actual issues with their father and not Love in the Air daddy issues), I don’t know how this souffle is going to rise. However, it’s not even close to being finished, so I’m excited to watch how it bakes.

What has been your favorite BL this year?

Love Mechanics. I’m trash for VeeMark’s throat grabs. Trash! Vee being a topsy-turvy bisexual who couldn’t get his shit together is the bisexual representation I want. How many bisexuals do we know who have their shit together? Not a damn one. This show is basically a documentary. Then, Mark being the ultimate Sour Patch Kid who is willing to fist fight his father only made the dynamic between a gay and his huge red flag that much better.

Favorite BL couples (not just of 2022)?

MaxTul are my anything and everything. Korn and Knock. Tan and Bun. Sequels. Prequels. Unconfirmed projects – WHERE IS TRANSPLANT?! It always blows my mind that they are the same age, if not younger than another long-established pair, and came out the gate slutting up our screens. Not even making it a competition, it’s just wild to me that they did the devil’s tango day one, which we see more often now, and held a gun to each other’s head two years ago so DanYok, ToddBlack, KinnPorsche, and VegasPete could fly (I see you HIStory 3: Trapped. Taiwan, you're still my #1). They remind me of a Taiwanese couple with the domestic bliss, the high heat, and the batshit craziness, and I hope they live long and happy lives.

If you had to suggest a BL for someone what would it be?

To My Star 1 AND 2. Yeah, I wrote that. Not just To My Star, but To My Star 2 as well. The reasons speak for themselves, but just in case, never forget his lip was bleeding.

What's your non-BL favorite for this year?

Our Flag Means Death. I only support the girls, the gays, and the goths, so I was happily surprised that I was, in fact, supporting an entire ship of gays and their support goth with this show about pirates. If you think I’m crazy about colors and symbolism in BLs, imagine me watching this show when Ed started wearing color compared to his usual black and wore Stede’s RED robe after Stede gave him a RED cloth, that Ed placed in his pocket where his heart is because Stede gave him love only to throw it in the wind when…

Let me calm down. This show was glorious, and I’m delighted it got a second season. De. Light. Ed.

So who wants to go next? Tag as many or as few people as you want.

Have to tag the color and location mutuals: @gillianthecat @dribs-and-drabbles @waitmyturtles @sliceduplife @callipigio

#g2ky BL mutuals 2022 #old fashion cupcake #oh! my sunshine night #love mechanics #to my star #maxtul #ofmd

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Not All Is as It Appears

Ghost Tamayo x They/Them Reader Modern AU

A/N: Eeked out another one before spooky month is over. Of course I don’t need the excuse of it being October to write something spooky, but it feels extra special then. I guessed that Tamayo is from maybe the mid Muromachi Period because she’s about 500 years old during the Taisho Period. If I’m off, in my defense I’m bad at math. Sad story for Tamayo but happy and hopeful ending. Word Count: 2,585

(Y/n) couldn’t believe their luck! A beautiful, traditionally styled home and it was all theirs! When the realtor shared the asking price, (Y/n) was sure she was pulling their leg because it was ridiculously cheap for how well kept the historical home was. It history dated back to the mid Muromachi Period, and it had gone through many renovations over the years of course, but it still looked like you were walking right into the past. Yes, a house this special should really be worth much more.

“Why is it so cheap?” (Y/n) had asked, thinking there had to be some kind of underlying issue, such as an unstable foundation.

The realtor fidgeted though she expected the question. She shared a story that was nearly as old as the house itself. It was said that a deranged woman had killed her husband and children within their home as they slept. In the morning, she was found by her neighbors covered in their blood, holding their corpses tightly to herself.

The neighbors had left screaming, alerting the rest of the village of the heinous act. As punishment for her sick deeds, the woman was dragged from her home to face judgment for her crime and was subsequently hung in a form of upside-down crucifixion until she died some hours later.

The realtor pointed a shaky finger towards the dead sakura tree that stood not too far from them.

“They hung her right there. They say that tree died right along with her to serve as a reminder of what had happened, that this house was tainted. They’ve tried to have it torn down many times over the centuries, but something would always come up. Rain to stop the fire, faulty demolition equipment… nothing else in the area has survived as long as this house. It was taken under control of the local historical society for a time until they didn’t have the funding to keep it any longer. Now it’s simply back on the market, but given its history, no one wants it. It’s cursed or haunted to say the least.”

A movement in the window caught (Y/n)’s eye, but when they turned to get a better look they saw nothing.

“That’s quite the story.” They chuckled awkwardly.

“Yes, I assume you would like to look elsewhere?”

“Oh no, I’ll take it.” (Y/n) stated definitively.

“R-really? Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

The history was a little unnerving, but that had happened insanely long ago! The home itself and the surrounding property was breathtaking. They’d be crazy not to take the deal of a life time. If there was such things as ghosts or curses, they would take their chances. They had been searching for a place like this for too long.

And so, (Y/n) moved in just a few days later. It was like the realty business expedited the process so (Y/n) wouldn’t have time to have any second thoughts, which was more than fine to them because they had no second thoughts to be had. This was all simply perfect to them.

They spent the whole day arranging their belongings and doing some house keeping. They had their phone playing a mix of today’s hits as they worked and that’s when the first strange incident occurred.

There was a pause after one pop song played that was particularly long, long enough for (Y/n) to look in the direction of their phone to see what was up. Then the phone crackled to life with a very old recording of an even older traditional enka, beautiful and haunting and more than a little freaky considering (Y/n) was a thousand percent certain this was certainly not a hit of today.

However they didn’t let their discontent show, instead choosing to let the song play out like it was a completely normal thing. When the song ended, it was quiet for a few beats before the same song started playing again.

And again (Y/n) pretended that was a completely normal thing… until the song played a third time.

“You know, there’s plenty of other songs to choose from… here,” (Y/n) pulled up a playlist of the oldest traditional Japanese songs they could find before setting the phone back down, “pick whatever you like.”

Did they actually think they were communicating with a ghost? Hard to say. They thought maybe there was just a new trend going into hey weren’t aware of, maybe that’s why that song had played. They were probably being influenced by that realtor’s story is all, but on the off chance that there was a ghost, best to stay on its good side, right?

An opening clunk clunk of a shishi-odoshi accompanied by a few plucks of a biwa played and a new song began without (Y/n) choosing it.

Maybe it was just set to automatically play…

The rest of (Y/n)’s unpacking was serenaded with old folk songs. When they finished they were hesitant to stop the music so they waited for the song to finish before closing the app.

“Maybe you can listen to some more later.” They were definitely just talking to themself. That was a more normal explanation than talking to a possible ghost was.

Then they went to take a bath before they would make some food and settle down for the night. The in-ground bath was one of the neatest features of the house. The tub filled up fast and the insulation kept the water warm for quite awhile. After a day of pushing a bunch of heavy things around, it felt especially nice.

The room soon fogged up from the warm steam and (Y/n) closed their eyes as they soaked. Their eyes shot back open when they heard something clatter against the ground. They looked over to see their shampoo had fell over near the shower station. Perhaps they had set it down a little too close to the edge.

Their eyes then differed upward and they held back the desire to scramble out of the tub and run out of the house naked as the day they were born.

Upon the foggy mirror, was a kanji character written clear as day.

“Help…?” (Y/n) whispered under their breath. They slowly turned their head away, pretending they didn’t see it.

After a few agonizingly long minutes, they decided it was time to get out of the bath and go eat something and go to bed. Maybe they were just seeing things because they were tired.

Their dinner and tv viewing went uninterrupted and when they finished washing the dishes they turned off the tv and went to their new bedroom. When they pulled the covers over them they kind of wished they had camped out on the couch instead to let some baking show lull them to sleep because the quiet of the room felt eerie, especially after the bathroom incident.

At some point they did manage to drift off until their dreams took a dark turn.

A woman in a blood stained, floral-patterned kimono stood hauntingly before them, they were surrounded by the mutilated dead as angry voices shouted from outside, growing louder, the walls slammed into with force.

“My heart, my reason for living,” the woman spoke in a soft tremor, a single tear slipped down her blood stained cheek, “I didn’t know that man, that demon, would go to such lengths.”

Arms leapt from the darkness, grabbing the woman and (Y/n) from behind.

(Y/n) leapt from their bed with a sharp gasp. Safe to say they didn’t go back to sleep that night. They stared blankly at the tv while they sat on their couch instead, flinching at any unexpected noise.

***

The next several days went much the same. (Y/n) was already regretting their purchase, but they refused to give up. Whatever spirit haunted this house had it for well over seven hundred years. As far as (Y/n) was concerned, they thought the spirit had long overstayed it’s time.

The dreams, the ominous one-word messages, the music, they weren’t a single night occurrence. They drove (Y/n) to further look into the story the realtor told them, but they were going crazy trying to find any more information.

The details in the dreams they had weren’t something any old record of the centuries old mass murder would disclose.

As days turned into weeks, the strange and troubling phenomenon seemed to grow more persistent. Then there were introductions to the foot steps and disembodied sobs. The crying was the worst, bone chilling and so mournful.

Finally (Y/n) couldn’t take it anymore and they searched something new on their laptop.

How to communicate with a ghost.

“This is so stupid, what am I thinking?” (Y/n) berated themself as they set the scene in the middle of their bathroom as the cleanup would be easiest there.

They checked the time, it was nearly three in the morning. As the shady internet page they had found stated, this ritual worked only during the witching hour.

When the clock struck three, they lit the final candle and waited. And waited, and waited and…

“I knew this was stupid.” They muttered, they leaned forward to start blowing out the candles when the flickering flames suddenly blazed stronger, the orange light became a vibrant lilac color and the smell of flowers and something metallic overtook the room.

(Y/n) fell backward away from the flames. When the fire died down, a woman, the one who haunted their dreams, stood in the middle of the crudely drawn glyph.

“Oh my god!” (Y/n) yelled, running from the room.

What did they expect, really? They had set out to communicate with a ghost, and a ghost is what they got. Yet they still hightailed it out of there, sprinting to their bedroom and shutting the door behind them. When they turned to get something to barricade the door, they screamed.

Ice cold hands grabbed their wrists, stopping them from trashing or running away.

“Shhh, stop struggling, please,” a haunting, melancholic voice pleaded, “I mean you no harm.”

(Y/n)’s voice stuck in their throat, but they did stop struggling against the woman, the ghost, the whatever she was at the moment.

“I am sorry that I frightened you. It’s been so terribly long since I’ve had company. I’ve been trying to talk to you for awhile, but after you started covering up the mirrors, it’s been difficult.”

“W- well, what do you expect when you write things like help, trapped and death?” (Y/n) protested weakly, trying to slow their racing heart.

“… I can see how that would be alarming.” The woman pursed her lips then apologized, “I’m sorry, it takes a lot of energy to write.”

(Y/n) took in the woman’s despondent look and relaxed a bit further, “It’s okay. I’m uh, sorry for screaming at you.”

“It’s fine. I seem to often have that effect on people. Unnerving them by simply existing.” She let (Y/n) go and glided around the room, “Especially when they think they know my story…”

“That’s what I wanted to ask you.” (Y/n) said, a bit bolder now, “Who are you, why are you here, what really happened all those years ago because the dreams I have seem to paint you so differently.”

“You want to hear my story? Would you even believe me from what history has already told you?”

“History doesn’t always get things right. Especially if certain people control the narrative to show only what they want people to see. I want to hear what happened from you. I want to hear your side.”

The woman wrung hand hands, though (Y/n) saw a glimmer of hope arise in her expression. She lifted her head to meet (Y/n)’s eyes.

“My name is Tamayo,”

(Y/n) listened to Tamayo’s tale with rapt attention. Long ago, Tamayo lived happily with her family, a well respected healer in her village. All was perfect until she had noticed that she was growing weaker and weaker by the day. She had discovered that she was dying from an ailment she could not treat. She spent a lot of time searching for a cure.

One night, she met a man who promised her a cure so long as she stayed by his side. However, his condition included leaving behind her family, something she simply could not imagine. The only reason she desired a cure was to spend more time with them. If she could not do that, then the cure would be useless to her, so, she declined.

This enraged the man. It was as if Tamayo betrayed him to the highest degree. He told her she would regret this dismissal of his miracles before storming away. Tamayo didn’t realize what that would mean until a week later.

The man and his followers came into her home under the cloak of darkness and slaughtered her family. Tamayo tried to stop them, but she was held back. She expected them to slaughter her too, but they didn’t. No, that would have been too simple. They left her to cry over her family until sunrise.

The misinterpretation of the neighbors and the following crucifixion, that much was true. It had been pure agony, but still not as painful as watching her family die before her eyes.

“And then, I was here again and have been since.”

“You’ve been here alone all this time? What about your family?” (Y/n) asked.

“Not here. I’ve searched, but I cannot go far. To a certain point, I just end up back where I started.”

“That’s awful. I’m so sorry.”

“You needn’t apologize. It’s cathartic to finally share this… oh,”

“What?” (Y/n) then noticed that Tamayo was becoming translucent.

“The witching hour is nearly over is all…” Tamayo smiled sadly, “Thank you for listening…”

(Y/n) bit their lip, hating to see the lonely look on Tamayo’s face.

“We can talk some more tomorrow night! And, and I won’t cover the mirrors anymore, I’ll leave the radio or the tv on for you when I leave the house! I- I’ll get a cat! You wont have to be alone anymore, okay?”

Tamayo’s mouth fell open in surprise, then it became a small, more honest smile. Her eyes shone with unshed tears. She put her hand over (Y/n)’s they could barely feel it.

“I’d like that, I’d like that a lot.” Her voice seemed to fade as she did until she was gone.

(Y/n) took a deep breath and rubbed at their eyes to dissuade any tears from falling. Then they cleared their throat, slapping their hands on their thighs with finality before standing up from their bed.

“I’m gonna watch a movie in the living room. You are more than welcome to come along.” They spoke out to the seemingly empty room before awkwardly making their way out.

They sat on the couch and turned on the tv, pulling up a list of light-hearted movies.

“I’m gonna slowly scroll through and if you see something you like, ummm, can you knock that pencil off of the table?”

It took a moment, but the pencil did clatter to the ground.

“Okay. Great.” (Y/n) set the pencil back into place and begun slowly scrolling through the movies until the pencil fell again.

They began the movie and put the pencil back on the side table and sat down again. They didn’t really know what it was like to be a ghost without any spells attached, but they made sure to leave room on the couch just to be safe.

#demon slayer oneshots #kny oneshots #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #tamayo x reader #lady tamayo x reader #kny tamayo

[cocogum]

Why don’t the turtles just use cloaking brooches??

It’s clear to say that the brothers in a half shell can be excruciatingly horrible at concealing their presence when fighting out of the sewers.

As much as we’d like to think that they’re experts at hiding in broad daylight or during nighttime, we can’t help but admit that in most of those times, they have either been unnoticed by sheer luck or have simply encountered some humans who seem to somehow not question their looks.

Sure, it must be extremely difficult to hide some parts of themselves while fighting in front of the public so some instances where they’ve been caught couldn’t have been avoidable.

But in some cases, there shouldn’t have been any excuses.

Whenever one of the brothers (or all of them) decides to go outside for whatever reason, they somehow do not catch any attention to themselves when an errand goes horribly wrong or if they simply would like to hang out away from the sewers for a change.

This is surprisingly not the issue here.

The new yorkers are just unaware for some reason.

No, the real problem here is why don’t the turtles use cloaking brooches.

Ever since I watched the thirty-first (18A) episode named “Operation: Normal”, I began to wonder why the turtles did not adopt the newest method of concealment.

In this episode, April desperately wishes to at least have a normal day without anything abnormal ruining it.

Leo, who opposes that idea of hers, claims that that “dream” would be impossible to grant since she has always been a huge magnet for craziness.

He also adds to his explanation that he, along with the rest of his brothers, cannot bring her to any human places due to how they physically look.

That last comment of his piqued my interest.

Because as soon as Leo bursts her bubble, she, later on, meets a young Yōkai by the name of Sunita who is inconspicuously hiding her true appearance thanks to a mystic brooch.

When the trio for this episode learns that the new girl was non-human this whole time, they learn that her disguise was actually done by a cloaking brooch which is a mystic device capable of hiding its user’s true appearance.

After meeting the slime Yōkai, you’d think that the turtles would have learned that there is a better way to completely mask themselves from the public and can now use the same mystic brooches to easily roam around the outside world with no difficulties.

Well… that’s not what they did.

They still proceeded as normal and kept hiding in clothes to hide their skins.

So in other words, even when they found an easier way to hide their appearances from the general public, they still chose to stick with the old method.

The fact that the Hamato family kept their old ways and did not even attempt to at least test one brooch bothered me so much.

There were so many instances in both seasons where I could have practically screamed my ears off at the fact that some situations could have been avoided if they had some of those brooches.

And so, I wondered if there was even a point to all of this.

Why would the turtles deliberately not choose an easier way of disguising themselves?

This question started popping up in my head from time to time until I finally came up with two reasons why the green idiots don’t use them.

1) They would lose their iconic images

I am aware that if the turtles did adopt that way of camouflage, then it wouldn’t feel like we would be watching TMNT anymore since their struggles with avoiding attention have always been a key factor in their characters.

Not to mention that it’s always entertaining to see what kind of clothes they’d pick to hide in.

Due to this problem, I would understand from a fan’s point of view why the story hasn’t taken this route.

On another hand, however, making the brothers use some magic brooches from time to time wouldn’t necessarily ruin their iconic images since Rise! did change some elements about the world like the existence of Yōkais, Draxum and Big Mama being two of the turtles’ enemies, Karai being their ancestor, a younger version of Baxter Stockman known as Stockboy, Splinter’s past, the Purple Dragons being evil tech teens, the Hidden City, and so much more.

Because it’s extremely odd to see no one in the Hamato family talk once about the possibility of using cloaking brooches as a practical technique.

Of course, I’m not suggesting that they should use cloaking brooches at all times since I would personally miss their old-school ways.

They could be able to at least only use cloaking brooches during hangouts.

But at the same time, it wouldn’t hurt to at least make an episode exploring this topic.

A part of me would like this since I would want to see what they’d look like if they took human forms.

That is IF they take human forms.

2) The cloaking brooches might change them into their original forms

The thing about these four mutant turtles that separates them from any normal mutant, is the fact that they weren’t human before they got mutated.

Mutants like Meat Sweats, Splinter, the Sando brothers, Warren Stone, the DIGG band, Ghostbear, Hypno-Potamus, Stanley, Repo Mantis, and Todd Capybara all used to be human before receiving the injection.

We all know that a cloaking brooch is used to cover the true appearance of its user but the way it hides the true form of the individual is rather odd.

For humans who get turned into mutants, the cloaking brooch will hide their current mutant appearances in the way that they used to look like when they were human.

Mutants like Meat Sweats and the Sando brothers are examples of this phenomenon.

For Yōkais, the cloaking brooch will hide their true forms with a human appearance that matches their physique OR it might just hide the original body with an object like a toy.

Yōkais like Sunita and Draxum are examples of this situation.

As for actual animals who get turned into mutants, the ability of the cloaking brooch seems to be blurry.

We don’t really know what could happen if mutated animals use a cloaking brooch since we’ve never actually seen a case like this one happening in the series before.

The objective of the cloaking device is to conceal the supernatural facade and replace it with a normal appearance.

So if the turtles and other mutated animals like Piebald were to ever use this mystic device, the chances of turning into their original animal forms or humans would be a 50/50 scenario.

This means it would be possible for mutated animals to have the appearance of what they once were (in addition to the brooch pinned on them) or to look like full-fledged humans.

This could also explain why the Hamato family doesn’t seem to be trying out the brooches: it might be impossible for them to appear normal because they are a special case so they do not want to risk it.

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To conclude, we have two possibilities as to why they probably don’t use cloaking brooches.

The first is because the rottmnt team simply wouldn’t let the turtles use those in case they’d lose their iconic appearances.

The second is because there is a 50/50 chance that if they use cloaking brooches, then it might not work exactly like how they had thought it would.

However, there is a third possibility.

Third, the turtles are huge idiots for not using the best solution right at their disposal and are wasting a good opportunity to hang out in the open with their human friends.

(Ngl I legit think this is an actual possibility cuz these turtles act like imbeciles every five seconds-)

Those options seem plausible and easy to believe but it’s clear to see that we’ll most likely never get a straight answer from the rottmnt team regarding this topic.

(Btw u have no idea how hard I wanted to bash my head on a table ever since I saw Mikey buy Draxum a cloaking brooch to hide him from the Hidden City police. LIKE THE GUY KNEW ABOUT THOSE MYSTIC DEVICES THAT COULD HELP HIM AND HIS FAMILY ROAM OUTSIDE BUT NOOO THE DUMBASS DOESN’T THINK TWICE ABOUT IT AND JUST WASTES HIS MONEY BUYING ONLY ONE.)

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt hamato family #rottmnt hamato #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt raph #rottmnt raphael #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt michelangelo #rottmnt splinter #rottmnt lou jitsu #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #nickelodeon #rottmnt draxum #rottmnt sunita #rottmnt meatsweats #rottmnt cloaking brooches #rottmnt cloaking brooch #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles

[re-bee-key]

I would like to talk about Brianna Ghey, but more broadly, i just want to vent about my frustrations with how some people are treating her death.

Specifically, the people saying she wasn't killed for being trans. #Trigger warnings for transphobia, death, racism, antisemitism, and other uncomfortable topics that are important to talk about right now.

Its hard to explain to people who really don't want to listen about the accelerating slippery slope of hate that is being experienced around the world.

What happened to Brianna Ghey is tragic. Its heartbreaking. It is not, however, surprising.

Brianna Ghey lived in the UK. And if you've been paying attention to any amount of trans issues you'd be aware that trans people are struggling for their lives in the UK.

In the UK and the USA and really all over the world, politicians and extremists are pushing to ban trans existance altogether. Bills and laws against where trans people can pee, how they present, if they can get surgery or transition, and in some places laws are made that attack how anyone presents - trans or cis.

And all this hateful rhetoric and change is being pushed under the guise of protection. Protection towards woman and children and society as a whole.

Which is sick and twisted and a heartbreaking world view to have on people just wanting to live their lives how they want to live them.

But this rhetoric riles people up. It sanctifies the hatred in their hearts. And pushes them to act.

Usually in harrassment and bullying. But as the pot begins to boil and tensions get even more strained, the wire snaps and someone gets murdered.

Cause thats what all this hate ultimately leads to. Death.

Hatred and fear of Muslims leads to immigration bans and then job loss and isolation and mosque burnings. Next people begin to fear anyone middle eastern. Anyone brown.

Hatred of gays and Jews and others led to the Holocaust.

Hatred of black people led to slavery and hangings and so so many other horrible things. And even when they fought for their rights, things have only incremently gotten better. The hatred still there. Still leading to inequality and death.

All of this to say, the progressive push against Trans people has reached exactly where it was going to reach with all this horrible shit going on.

I mean, fuck. Just the new stupid Hogwarts game coming out has increased anti trans hostility tenfold.

Trans people are at the forefront of any mention of Harry Potter and its making people mad. Those bubbling tensions are reaching the boiling point, and crazy awful people are taking action.

Brianna Ghey was a semi popular tiktoker and was open about her identity. She was bullied and harrassed on tiktok and at school. And its beyond frustrating that the police are denying this was a hate crime.

She was 16! In a park! Having a nice day and she was stabbed to death. Why would anyone do that? If not for the fanned flames of hate in their heart.

How can anyone deny what is happening?

How can people not care?

Trans lives are at risk. And honestly so is every minority at this point.

You have to push against hate for it to die. You have to keep speaking up. Keep standing side by side people who are different than you but need your support.

You cant just sit back in complacency and let bad things happen and pass you by because they dont affect you.

You gotta fuckin care about other people. This shouldn't be so hard!

Ive got a lot more i want to say but this is already so long and rambly. I just... Im so upset.

The world could be so different. We could all live alongside each other, different but embracing our differences. Sharing and exchanging culture. Progressing the arts and sciences and fixing the planet and pushing what it means to be human and our place in the world.

But instead, we are here. Sliding down the slippery slope. And its gonna take every single person who has the capacity for empathy and good to link arms and together pull ourselves back up to the top.

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