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drdemonprince · 2 months

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Autistic friend anon here — thank you so much for your answer and the substack post. I was kind of stuck in the “rejection” feeling of “wait but if being autistic isn’t a bad thing then why are you so upset at the idea that YOU might be autistic”. I took it really personally and wasn’t really thinking about how much it sucks when someone acts like they know you better than you do. I’ll have to keep working through that.

I also often get stuck in the idea that “well if someone had just TOLD ME I was queer/trans/autistic then I could have figured it out sooner and life would be better” or whatever. But after many years of being out as queer/trans, I think that isn’t actually true and even if it is, I don’t interact with other possibly queer/trans people by “diagnosing” them with queerness/transness any more. In my head it seemed like autism was different for some reason, but of course it is not.

Anyway, your answer was really thoughtful and diplomatic, while also being very clear about what is bad behavior on my part. It is genuinely going to be a big benefit in my life.

Hey, nice to hear from you again!

I totally feel you. When I told a friend years ago that I thought she might be a BPDer, I was incensed that she ended up not taking that comment well. I meant it in an affirming, pro-Mad-Pride kinda way! I was a BPDer too! if she thought it was bad to be BPD, what did that mean she thought about me?

But I was looking at it the wrong way. I had just hurled a still very stigmatized label in her direction as a response to her complaining about real relational struggles in her life, which felt diminishing and presumptive. Telling various people in my life that I'm pretty sure they're Autistic can have a similar effect, even if they're on board Autism acceptance as an idea.

I used to fixate on the time I lost not realizing I was trans or queer or whatever the fuck I am yet. I had a vision of an older me materializing before me at age 16, specifically on the corn-lined roads I used to bike up and down furiously, and imagined telling myself the Truth of who I was and what I had to do to be happy. I believed that if i had known I was trans younger I would have avoided a lot of upsetting relationships, eating disordered periods, and general angst.

Now. I am pretty damn sure that is not true. It turns out that being trans was not a solution to all my problems, it was just another problem that I had. In the sense that it's a challenge to navigate on this bitch of an earth. if i hadn't chosen to be trans i would have chosen some other shit to do that also would have been a major pain in the ass i'm sure. that too would have been an interesting back story.

I dont think I was ever going to be outgoing and unneurotic and breezily well adjusted. That's not my lot in life. Feeling a little uncomfortable in my body and around other people is as definitional a part of me as my wit or my weird laugh. I can kinda love that about myself now, or at least accept it. nothing and nobody actually could have saved me. its just not that simple. but it's been a pretty interesting life.

i think we tend to impose our self-narratives onto other people when we are not happy or we are harboring deep regrets about having gotten something wrong or missed something in the past. but we cant spare our friends those journeys. they should get to have them. it's interesting and enriching to get things wrong, be in denial, cope in elaborate stupid ways, soul search, change our minds, miss something, find something, never know what's true.

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mrs-russ · 8 days

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CH 5&6 of this shitfic with roommate!keegan :D

(not proofread, sorry for errors)

words: 2.4k

reading time: 8:54

!NSFW!

!MDNI!

CH:5

it’s time for me to get ready to go to the club, and i dress in black joggers plus a black short sleeve shirt. it has a zipper going down the first quarter of it if it gets too hot. just thinking ahead.

i don’t plan on getting any girls tonight, i have my mind set on someone already, so that’s not a worry for me.

speaking of her, she left an hour ago to go out with a friend. can’t deny im worried about it being a dude, but she’s not mine, so i shouldn’t even be having these thoughts.

i take my car to the club, expecting to uber home. i don’t care about this shitty thing anyways. it’s been sitting dormant for too long and i wouldn’t be surprised if it gave out in the middle of the road, but thankfully it it doesn’t, and i successfully get to my destination.

i see my friend, jeffry, arms reaching out to his sides as he comes in for a hug.

“hey, man!” he leans in for a few seconds before we equally end the hug. he studies my rugged features. i didn’t mind shaving before i came, so my face has a bit of stubble on it, and im sure there are bags under my eyes.

“what’s gotten into you?” he jokes, seeing how i’ve let myself go.

i chuckle “well, not a marine anymore, so why not live my life to the fullest” i say with a half smile.

“yeah id do the same” he says, half joking and half serious as he nudges my arm. “let’s go inside, get some drinks?”

“sounds good to me” i respond, following him as he leads the way inside.

this is a big place, and there’s a sea of people. i stay close by to jeffry as to not get lost.

we reach a booth away from everyone on the left side of the club, my eyes scanning the sea of people. you can’t even see the bar from here, too many people.

jeffry offers to go get us drinks so both of us dont have to get up. i wait for him at the booth, pulling out my phone and scrolling through my messages.

i see mine and hers text messages together, my eyes scrolling through the conversation as a soft smile plays on my lips.

am i really smiling at text messages?

but i’m quickly broke from that train of thought as jeffry returns with the drinks.

“thanks, i appreciate it” i say, slightly monotone.

i like my whiskey neat, but anything else id just take shots of, thankfully he got a tray of options.

“so, how have you been?” jeffry asks, my icy blue eyes still scanning the area.

“i’ve been good, living with a roommate. shits a little different but i got used to it decently quick.” i look at jeffry, seeing curiosity on his face

“didn’t take you for the type to have a roommate”

“me neither, but i don’t feel like buying a house right now. maybe later when i get my shit together better” i respond, sipping my whiskey, enjoying the burn as it travels down my throat.

“yeah, i understand that” he says, a slight smirk crossing his features.

“so, you got a woman?” he asks, my eyes widening before i quickly hide it.

i sip my drink “ah, no, no woman yet.” i say, masking my reaction with a gentle smile.

“bummer” jeffry says. “maybe you can find one tonight?” he suggests, his eyes scanning the room for a suitable match.

“nah, man. i mean, not now at least.” i say quickly “i dont have a woman, but i got my eyes on someone.”

“care to share?” he teases, looking at me intently. and i can’t help but laugh at the way he looks right now.

“if you really want to know, she’s my roommate” i say, my lips curling up. “she doesn’t know it, though, can’t risk telling her”

“what? that’s crazy, man” he replies, chuckling slightly. “seems like your in quite the predicament”

“yeah, not gonna lie it sucks, but it’s not bad living with her”

my eyes scan the room once again. seeing a familiar feminine silhouette near the bar, dancing with someone.

“yeah, that’s an upside” jeffry says, and i absentmindedly acknowledge it as i down the rest of my drink.

“hey, im gonna get another round. want anything?” i ask, mostly an excuse to snoop on whoever i im recognizing.

“nah, im good for now, still got these shots to take” he says before downing another shot, barely making a face after.

i let out a gentle laugh as i see it, and then im on my way to the bar, determined to scope this person out for some reason.

i get to the bar, my eyes landing on the two subjects, i don’t have a clear view yet, but i will soon.

“hey, just anything whiskey, neat.” i tell the bartender, my eyes still scoping out the area.

“coming right up” the bartender says, grabbing a glass and pouring my drink.

my eyes finally see the two dancing subjects, the world going silent around me as i see her.

suddenly the lights don’t seem so bright compared to the blush on her cheeks as he leans down to whisper in her ear, his hands on her hips.

i’m furious, my knuckles turning white as i clench them at my sides. i’m determined to go over there, to drag her ass out of this bar and tell her just how long i’ve been waiting for her to be mine.

the bartender gives me a worried look, but i don’t acknowledge it. all that’s in my head right now is taking her for myself.

i look at the bartender, saying “thanks” before leaving. i dont know what’s about to happen, but i can only hope it’s for the better.

i walk my way over to the dancing duo, my blood boiling as i hear her giggle at him.

“come to my place” i see him mouthing “you won’t regret it.”

i see her hand touch his chest, and my heart nearly jumps out of my ribcage. “lead the way” she says, my breathing slightly shallow as he takes her hand, leading her away.

i curse to myself, picking up the pace to get to them before they exit the bar. the man is big, but i’m bigger, i could take him if i needed too.

she sees me, and her eyes widen at the expression on my face “keegan? what are you-“ before she can finish the sentence i press my lips against hers, her eyes widening in surprise.

the man that had her hand growls as he sees the scene unfolding, her lips molding against mine perfectly as her eyes close.

i close my eyes as well, feeling her giving in to my lips.

the man gets angry and walks away as he sees she isn’t fighting me, my hand sliding to her cheek to deepen the connection between us, my other hand snaking around her waist, pulling her flush against my body.

she breaks the kiss and reopens her eyes, mine opening as well. i see her looking at me with a new expression, one i can’t quite pinpoint.

“what the hell, keegan?” she says quietly, the noise barely audible over the loud music.

i look down at her, her body still pressed against mine.

“i’m sorry” i whisper, my voice rumbling in her ear as my hand grips the back of her dress desperately. “i don’t know what i was thinking. but all i know is i need you” i murmur, not sure what else to say. my voice slightly trembling. this is the most vulnerable ive been around her, and i don’t know what to do.

CH:6

keegan presses me against the wall of our apartment, my lips meeting his as my hands slide under his shirt, wanting to feel his bare skin beneath my fingertips.

he picks me up and begins carrying me towards my room as one of his hands unzips my dress, my legs wrapping around his waist as i kiss and nip at his neck. he lies me down on the bed, his lips eager to explore my body.

he pulls my dress down just enough to reveal my perky tits, his mouth falling on my sensitive nipple, his tongue swirling around the peak as whines escape my mouth. my hips grind against him as he teases me, getting more bold with his actions. “shh” he whispers, pulling my dress off as he kisses down my stomach. “i’ll take care of you, doll” his voice makes me shiver, the raspiness dangerous.

his lips descend down my body further, reaching the hem of my lace panties. he slips them down, his fingers feeling the warmth and pool of need between my legs. “soaked.” he murmurs, his voice deep and husky as he teases my slit with his thumb.

“is this what you want? hm?” he asks, his voice slightly higher pitched, his breath brushing against my inner thighs. “mhmm” my hand tangles in his hair, gently pulling it, urging him on. “please, keegan, i need you so bad”

“i know you do” i feel him slowly slip a finger inside me, feeling me tighten around him as my teeth bite my bottom lip. “fuck, please” i beg louder, my body shaking with unquenched desire. i hear him chuckle before slipping another finger inside of me, excruciatingly slow.

finally, his tongue and lips meet my pussy, a breath of pure ecstasy leaving my lips. he begins moving his fingers as he sucks on my sensitive nub, my hips bucking against his face. “don’t stop” i cry out, his fingers fucking me faster as he devours my core. all i can think about is him, the way he makes me feel. and i never want it to end.

he feels me clenching around his fingers, a chuckle escaping his lips as he dives deeper between my legs “close already?” he purrs, curling his fingers to hit that sweet, sweet spot.

“mhmm” his icy blue eyes meet mine, and my cheeks burn hot pink. my fists tighten in his hair, pulling on the stands harder, but it doesn’t deter him, if anything, he moves more eagerly. “cum on my tongue, princess” he says, his rumbling voice a demand.

my body shakes, and my moans grow louder, his magic working perfectly on me. “that’s it, that’s it” he mumbles, my thighs tightening around his head as i come undone.

his name escapes my mouth as i coat his tongue in my essence, his fingers slipping out of me slowly, but his tongue continuing “atta girl” he praises, slowly easing me down from my high.

“i’m not done with you yet”

he moves back on top of me, my cheeks flushed and my breathing still erratic. he slips out of his clothes, my hands helping him as he exposes his body to me.

his cock is long and veiny, fitting his body perfectly. “fuck me, keegan, please” i whine, my hands grasping at him. he captures my lips in a fierce kiss, making me taste myself on him.

“mine” he whispers against my lips, his cock slowly pressing into me. “all mine”

i gasp at the sensation of him pushing inside of me, his words of ownership making my skin tingle.

he pauses once he’s fully inside of me. i feel so full. his hand presses on my lower stomach, feeling himself buried deep within me. “god your so fucking perfect” he pants, moving slowly at first so i can accommodate to his size.

i moan wildly even at this pace, his name leaving my mouth in a broken whisper. with each movement, the pleasure grows, my hips moving to meet his thrusts as they speed up.

i feel him pounding against my sweet spot, my back arching off the bed. “just like that” i whimper, his pace staying the same as he watches me writhe beneath him. “you like that, hm? my needy girl?”

my body responds more then my words ever could, the words that try to escape my mouth jumbled.

“look at how cute” he teases, his thrusts getting deeper and deeper. “i’ll fuck you good, baby”

his hand reaches down, rubbing my clit in time with his thrusts. “so fucking tight around me” he pants, his thrusts getting more erratic. “keegan” is all i can manage to say, my voice breaking.

he feels my body shaking, an impending sign of my release “close again?” he murmurs, grabbing my hands with one of his and putting them above my head, the other still working on my clit. he leans down, pressing kisses to my lips, trailing to my neck where he bites down, casing me to yelp.

“gonna cum” i utter out, his grip tightening on my wrists. “let me feel it, princess”

he thrusts deeper into me, triggering a chain reaction as i shatter around him. “mmmm, that’s it” he praises, feeling my walls pulsing as i coat his cock.

he continues thrusting, chasing his release, abusing my sensitive body. “keegan!” i cry out, my hands struggling against his hold. “oh god”

he lets go of my hands, allowing my free will. my hand travels to his arm, my nails digging into his skin. “just a little longer” he breathes out, his thrusts becoming erratic. “where do you want it?” he asks, groaning.

“cum in me” i stutter, my eyes rolling back from the pure ecstasy i’m feeling. “make me yours”

he chuckles, looking into my eyes “gladly”

he grabs my thighs, pulling me closer to him, making me moan louder as his thrusts get strained

“i’m gonna fill you so nicely” he purrs, his grip tightening on my thighs as his groans get louder.

he throws his head back, now pounding into me with reckless abandon. he growls deeply, thrusting roughly one last time, his load filling me.

we both gasp at the sensation, our bodies shaking as he continues for a few more seconds, easing us down.

“god, your so gorgeous” he whispers, his hand brushing my sweaty hair from my forehead.

i look into his eyes, panting heavily.

“you’re even better”

he chuckles, letting out a deep breath as he recovers himself.

he pulls out and lies down beside me, pulling me close, buried in my hair. a soft smile on his face, a rare sight.

we’re both too tired to speak much more, our bodies doing all the talking as we fall asleep intertwined.

(my first fic, bare with me ik its shit😔😔)

#call of dooty #call of duty #call of duty keegan #cod keegan #keegan cod ghosts #call of duty ghosts #cod ghosts #keegan p russ #ao3 #ao3 fanfic

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bebx · 9 months

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hi im so sorry but i need to get this off my chest and i cant talk to my friends about it because its so embarrassing and ive talked about it PLENTY

but anyway long story short i was dating someone, we have a weird history dating wise & have been best friends for 3+ years before that all started. literally three weeks ago we decided to be exclusive, on friday i found out that the day before, he kissed another girl IN PUBLIC. i know that girl, they've hooked up before (when i was also hooking up with him but it wasn't anything really and i didn't actually know for sure if they were hooking up (they were)). so we called it quits.

i still spent the weekend bc i'm weak and all i want is him. he said he never felt a connection like this with anyone, he said he loved me and he said he was sorry a hundred times..... he said it would take a long time before he'd feel 'normal' about me. we were both emotional when i left, and since then i havent really stopped crying lol

AND NOW. i dont know if im just driving myself crazy but i feel like he's (still) (again?) talking to that one girl and it would make sense because he basically cheated on me not even a week ago so why wouldnt he do this now??? but. it feels too cruel. but maybe thats just who he is.

god i hate this so much he drives me completely mad im stalking his every move and every time i see something that even slightly hints at my suspicions i get so ill and it makes me wanna kms. i just wanna feel normal i hate that he did this to me i miss him so bad. i know we literally shouldn't ever get back together again because this is just a fraction of the shit thats happened in the past 10 months, BUT I ONLY WANT HIM. and i feel like we're soulmates. BYEEEEE this is so humiliating. im so tired i just want it to end

hugging you so tight right now, anon!!! 🩷🩷🩷 so sorry you have to go through something like this. I can’t say I know exactly how you feel, because each person experiences this type of pain differently, but I do know it just super sucks when the person who hurts us and the person we want to hate turns out to be the one we love the most. sometimes our hearts can be stubborn just like that (it all would’ve been so easy if we could convince ourselves to stop caring and to being able to fully hate them and moving on, but it’s never that easy, sadly). I can’t tell you what to do or how to react to the pain you feel, but know that your pain is valid and how you feel / how you react / how you cope with that pain, that’s valid too. and you are not weak for being hurt when someone wronged you, especially when it’s someone you trusted. I know this is cliche and is so much easier said than done, but please also be kind to yourself, above anything else. that boy and the girl he cheated on you with, they don’t deserve you. they lost you, not the other way around. think of this as an opportunity for you to open yourself to someone else who truly loves and values you, whether it be romantically or platonically. I know right now you just want him, but if the wrong person can make you love him this bad, imagine how much happier you’ll be when you finally find the right one who can make you love them the same way you loved him, if not more, the only difference is that they won’t break your heart. and you deserve to be happy. that someone is out there, and I truly believe you both will find each other when the time is right. but for now, try loving and being gentle to yourself even if it’s hard (I know it can be hard, but at least give it a try), the best revenge is to prove to them that you don’t need them to be happy and that you can heal from this and thrive without them in your life. doesn’t matter how long it takes, but you will get there one day, and you will look back and be so damn proud of yourself for how far you’ve come. because hey, look at you, you are still here, and for that, I am so damn proud of you!!

it’s okay to cry, it’s okay to be completely broken, because the thing about crying and being broken is that it’s not permanent, even if it feels like it right now.

and by the way, the ones who should feel humiliated are him and that girl, not you. screw it if they deserve each other. YOU deserve so much better than that anyway.

#my inbox is open

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autismvampyre · 4 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/autismvampyre/741462958593441792/hate-how-its-practically-impossible-to-find-anti?source=share

I saw this post and I couldn't agree more and Im asking anonymously cause I don't want to get judgement and stuff and I know this is going to sound a little dumb but I'm having a crisis about like. Whether or not I should support Taylor anymore like. Im going for the eras tour soon and I'm obviously really really excited but I've been seeing more and more anti swiftie media and it all really makes sense. Your blog was like the only anti swiftie one that didn't say all swifties deserve to die lol (at least from what I could find) but I just wanted to know if you have any advice on like letting go of the music in a way. I love her music, and one of the reasons I'm really scared to let go is that my childhood best friend and I share so many precious memories over her music and I don't want to disappoint her in a way by not listening anymore and her music helped me through really really hard times, which feels kind of dumb to say cause I'm 15, but like it's always really helped me and I don't know if I can or if I want to let go but at the same time I'm huge on ethics and a big part of my life has always been helping people and empathizing, and I just don't know if I want to support an artist who can't seem to publicly do that. Idk I was just wondering if you had advice? Thank you so much :)

P.s. feel free to ignore this ik it's loaded and not related to your blog entirely

hey! thanks for the ask. i wanted to respond to this before i forgot so this might be rushed but i hope i can still help.

i get your dilemma, i really do. i like her music a lot and one of the worst things about the anti swiftie community is how much it relies on the "her music sucks" card. its lazy and just personal taste, and i absolutely hate the puritanical idea that if you enjoy a single taylor song you are in some way morally lesser. people like what they like, and i think it's completely fine to enjoy her music because that isn't really an ethical concern

you can separate the art from the artist. its fine to do so. you shouldn't force yourself to stop listening to music you like unless you feel thats right for you. im very critical of taylor but i still occasionally listen to her music because there are a lot of memories attached to it and those memories are precious to me. art can make you feel so much, and you're not dumb for feeling comforted by it.

i dont think you have to let go of her music unless you want to. i believe the most important thing is to let go of the idea of taylor as a brand. people tend to get attached to her due to clever marketing; to a lot of people she's their friend and they feel very protective over her for that. taylor thrives off the parasocial relationship of her fandom which is financially beneficial to her. the most important thing to remember is that she is a billionaire with more money than you could ever imagine and it is impossible to get that rich without fucking over the poor. the image of taylor in the media is not real, she isn't the girl next door, she isn't your friend, she's an ultra rich celebrity who gets richer by pretending to be your buddy. once you've realized that, you're pretty much done

now, i definitely wouldn't recommend financially supporting her. if you're going to the eras tour don't go alone, be safe, wear earplugs(seriously this one is so important you dont want tinnitus believe me). i know there are a lot of different factors and ethics about the shows but as someone who a) hates live music cause im autistic and just end up overstimulated and b) was never in a financial situation where i could or even would buy eras tickets i feel very under qualified to tackle any of that so i'd recommend talking to someone else who knows about that.

to end, i'll just say piracy isn't theft if buying isn't owning snd there are guides out there so you can listen without paying her dime. sorry if this was incoherent, i am tired. have a good rest of your day/night/whatever time it is and please take care

#asks #nydias post #anti taylor swift #anti swifties #you can always send me another ask of message if you have more questions

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toast-is-ticklish · 2 years

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You Are Enough. Pt2

lee! MK ler! Monkey King

Now we get to the actual tickles lol

Hope you guys enjoy! 💖

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A few days had passed, and the comfort from Monkey Kings words had begun to fade. He knew that his mentor was being genuine, but still his old thoughts were creeping back into place.

He tried his best to keep busy and avoid them, reminding himself of his mentors reassurance whenever negative thoughts would crop up, but he found himself doing a lackluster job of all his tasks. And he hated that.

He was unfocused and groggy and just generally weird.

He tripped over himself and dropped noodles five times today,

Accidentally spilled cheese tea literally all over mei,

Tried to help sandy polish up his boat but used way too much polish, so it was just kinda like, slippery and sticky, like, everywhere now.

Which caused sandy to slip and break his 3rd favorite tea set.

He felt really bad for that.

There were plenty of other mishaps that he could list off, and he still hadn't figured out what the heck to do after eating that peach.

As he sat in his room after a fully unsatisfying and frustrating day, those negative thoughts were cropping up again and he just felt too exhausted to keep trying to bat them off.

He felt like he was in the backseat of his own mind. Just listening about how he disappointed all his friends today, how he's a failure, and so on and so on.

But quickly after that train of thought started, he felt a strange tingling creeping up his sides. Almost like fingers gently tracing up his sides.

It tickled. Like really bad for some reason.

"WHAahat is eheven gohohoing OHON righihit NohOHOHOW?!"

It had to be the peach right? But why would MK getting tickled help at all with his training?! And what had triggered it? His spiraling??

MK found himself pressing his elbows to his sides, squirming with nervous giggles bubbling out of his mouth that he couldnt explain as the tickles intensified to a scribbling.

"WhYhyhyhHYHY?? EEEEK!"

He felt heat rush to his face as the phantom hands scribbled all over his stomach and sides, making his body switch between curling up and flailing wildly, all the while making the most embarrassing noises and wondering how they were coming out of his mouth.

Was this a curse? Was he dying? Kinda felt like he was. But at least it couldnt get worse right?

Wrong.

Suddenly two more sets of hands appeared, one toying with his neck and ears and one down at his hips, drilling into them with fervor. The contrast of sensation was driving him crazy.

"AAHAHAHHA OHoHOHO MYHY GOHOHOD!"

His laugh sounded more childish than he would like to admit as he helplessly grabbed at where the hands would be and his passed right through, which was just plain unfair if you asked him.

Of course if you asked him anything right now he probably wouldn't have any answers to give you.

Then to even more of MKs horror the hands on his hips started rapidly squeezing causing him to snort.

A lot.

"THIIHIIS *snort* SHOULHOULDAHA BEHAHAH IHIHLEEEEAGLEHEH! *snort*"

MK recalled the safe word his mentor told him, but for some reason even though he was pretty sure he was about to experience death by tickles, and he was really sweaty, and this was really embarrassing... he didnt really want it to stop.

It was just nice to laugh and let his mind be totally worry free for a little bit. Even his lack of worry was by... unconventional means.

Was that weird?

It was totally weird.

He was at least glad that monkey king wasnt here to see how stupid he looked right now. That was basically the only saving grace of this situation so,

"So I see my little training tool has been treating you well?"

Never mind.

MK had never covered up his face so fast in his life.

"HaAHAHA MONKEYHEHE KIIHNING YOUHOU SUHUHUCK SOHOH MUHUHCH! IHIHM DHHIYNG!" he laughed out from behind his hands, attempting to muffle himself as much as possible.

"I dont think dead people are this squirmy kid. And hey! I dont suck! You clearly dont mind considering you're the one that hasn't stopped it yet." Monkey king commented. You could hear the smirk in his voice.

MK had no comment to make about that.

He continued, "Anyway I'm pretty sure you need to, yaknow, breathe? Since you're mortal and all that, so why dont we slow this rodeo down a bit."

And with a flash golden light, the tickles slowed, leaving MK giggling but allowing him to catch his breath. He hadn't been tickled in a long time so intense ones like these left him winded.

Once MK had caught his breath, he peaked over his fingers to see monkey king walking over him with mischief all over his face.

"Hehehey! Whahahat arhehre yohohou dohoinh?!"

"Uhhhhhh obviously I'm getting in on these tickles myself! It's been like a thousand years since I tickled anybody."

MK just gaped in shock as his idol and mentor clambered on top of him.

"You okay with this kid? We can stop whenever you want."

MK lowered his hands and nodded. He trusted monkie king. He didn't know why but the idea of getting tickled by his childhood hero made his stomach flip flop in excitement, in a good way.

"Alright then, let's get staaaaaarted..." he trailed off looking over a giggling MK.

"Here!" He announced, starting to lightly flutter his fingers on MKs neck as he burst out into a stronger wave of giggles. "Looks like I'm not so rusty."

Looking at MKs face, he couldnt help but tease him a little.

"Aaawwwh. Well isn't this just the cutest thing I ever saw! Coochie coochie coo..."

Honestly he wasnt even exaggerating to tease. Looking down at his proteges flushed cheeks and giddy smile as he laughed like a little kid was putting a big dopey smile on Monkey kings face as well. His happiness was ridiculously infectious.

Gosh, this kid deserved the whole world.

MK scrunched up his shoulders in vain as adorable childish giggles bubbled out of him.

"Ahahah! Nohoho! Nhohohot cuhuhute!"

"Really? I beg to differ with that little man. Here, I think I have undeniable evidence of cuteness riiiiiiight here!" The mentor announced as he shoved his hands under MKs shirt and started skittering all over his ribs.

The kid immediately started wiggling around like a little worm, and as he broke into a more earnest laugh, he tried to reach up and cover his face again.

"Nuh uh, I will have none of that. Not in my house," the furry mentor playfully chided.

"AhAh! YoHuOurE IhiHIN myHeheHE HOHOUSE!"

Oops.

"Ehhh, same thing basically."

"Ihihits NOHOHOT!"

Monkey king apparently decided he was done with this conversation and snatched up MKs hands with his tail.

"Now that I can see my adorable students face,"

He said as he looked down at MKs brightening cheeks and wobbly smile,

"I think I'm going to dig into this nice tummy over here, how's that sound bud?"

"Ehehvil!" MK tittered out through anticipation giggles.

"What can I say MK? Celestial beings are fickle." With that, he skittered all over the young successors belly, even going so far as to give the little bit of pudge on his lower stomach a squeeze.

MK squealed (which he would never admit to) and burst into squeaky cackles, punctuated by the occasional precious snort.

"Oh wohow kid! Did you just snort? Could you get any cuter?" teased Wu Kong.

"With all this squealing and snorting, you're kinda leaning into piggy kid more than monkie kid, yaknow? I'm feeling a little betrayed."

MK couldnt really process any of what Monkey king said other than the fact that he was being teased for his snorting, which made him look more like tomato kid than monkie kid or piggy kid. As he squirmed around under his mentors fingers, he couldnt help but tug at his wrists a little, wishing he could cover his face again.

Feeling his teacher look at him with such fond eyes was both really nice and a little overwhelming, but in a good way? It was confusing.

Monkey King, seeing that the kid was starting to look tired out but still hadn't said red (this kid is either obsessed with tickles or has very impressive stamina) decided it was time for a big finale.

He slowed his fingers to a stop and gave MK a quick breather before continuing,

"Kid, you have been absolutely laughing your little heart out right? So I was thinking, you're probably super hungry right now. How 'bout a snack?"

What? Were they done now? MK was so confused. "S-snahack?"

"Yeah! You know, I'm more of a peaches kinda guy, but I figure you would really like raspberries."

Ohhhhh. Shit.

MKs playful horror must have been all over his face because the mischief smattered all over Monkey kings seemed to increase a tenfold.

"Awwwh. I can just tell by the look on your face that you are sooo hungry." He grinned impishly as he took his time properly rolling up MKs shirt.

"I'll get those raspberries to you.."

He lowered his head towards MKs trembling tummy.

"right...."

A little lower..

"this"

Lower..!

"second."

His face was just barely ghosting over MKs belly. He waited for a moment to build even more anticipation. If that was even possible.

Then..

He blew the biggest, loudest, most ticklish raspberry right above MKs belly button.

The kid squealed and was essentially sent into orbit. He threw his head up in laughter, and since Monkey king released his hands, they were left scrambling for purchase, eventually just settling on the primates head and gripping it for dear life.

And then he blew another. And another. MK was in ticklish bliss and also agony. He was having fun, but unfortunately breathing was pretty high on his priority list so now was the time to call it quits.

"AHAAHHAH! REHEHD! REHEHEED!"

Monkey king immediately stopped and gave the kid some space to breath.

Once the kid had recovered, although still with some after giggles, he broke the silence.

"Youhou. Are so evil." MK announced, playfully indignant.

Wu Kong had to chuckle at that. "I know, but it was still fun right? And it helped you feel better?"

MK had literally forgotten that he was upset in the first place. And now that he thinks about it, he feels a lot... lighter than he did before. Less tense.

"Actually... yeah?"

"See?! I'm the best mentor ever! Literally so awesome." WuKong was an expert at toting his own horn.

MK rolled his eyes with a smile. "Yeah. Sure."

"Anyway kid. I got some important monkey

business to take care of so I gotta go, but before that, I wanna give you a gift."

As if he read MKs mind he added, "This one wont tickle you I promise."

He turned around, seemed to fanagle a bit, and then.. poof!

A monkey teddy bear! Or a teddy monkey bear? Or a.. teddy monkey? Whatever it was it was really cute.

MK gasped and snatched it out of his mentors hands. "This... IS THE BEST THING EVER!"

I was really comfy to hold.

"I'm glad you like it." Monkey king said. In the kind of voice so genuine you can hear someone's smile in it before you even look.

"Anyways, sleep well kiddo! And remember; no matter what, you are enough." And with that he disappeared.

MK snuggled up to his new stuffed animal and smiled. Maybe things could get better. Maybe it wasnt so bad after all.

#tickle #tickle fic #tickle community #legomonkiekid #lego monkie kid #monkey king #monkie king #lee! MK #ler! monkey king #ler! Monkey King

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ladidadidalala · 1 year

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i miss you. i wish i could tell you that i just had another session with my therapist and am feeling worse. that im thinking maybe one of the reasons it made me feel worse was bcs i didnt do it good enough as a patient. that i hate being sick it pushed to still do the counselling bcs i needed the meds. i hate being sick and i hate that i wish you could tell me its okay if it sucks, that my feelings are all valid, that just like the rain that is pouring hard now... it will pass, it will stop. i dont have to feel guilty to tell you all of this.

i miss you and i just read a tweet about a loving family in twitter, i wish i could send the tweet to you. telling you hey isnt it comforting to know that love is somewhere blooming and warm. as a friend. because thats how we're both good at. we're the worst at being lovers to each other. and theres a thin line in between being a friend and a lover. i wish at least i still had you as a friend.

i miss you and by typing this im trying so hard not to cry. its a public place. everyone is tired. my heart is so tired. it is longing for your jokes. for how you arranging words simply but somehow i find it funny. and, the world feels tender again. life doesnt feel so heavy, that maybe if i can still laugh at your jokes, i still can carry these heavy feelings no matter how it weigh me down and makes me wanna die.

i miss you. i miss you. i miss you.

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therealnotta · 1 year

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making one of these again bc I've once again become obsessed

Things I want to see in a Wizard of Oz adaption that I remember happening in the books (under the cut bc spoilers and also. it's a lot):

Tin Man absolutely murdering 40 wolves without waking up Dorothy

Tin Man going on a journey to find his ex to apologize for leaving her at the altar after he lost his heart

Same journey Tin Man findings his severed head from before he got Alphonse'd and had his soul transferred to a metal body (lost the old one mostly) (it got cut up) (his friend kept the head) (THE HEAD WAS STILL ALIVE)

Honestly, anything that mentions the fact that Oz is like... a place that the Fae took over???? this gets left out all the time, it was a normal place (it's the bermuda triangle also) but it sucked, fairies found it and made it cool and also took over

HONESTLY THE FAIRIES?? They were all named either Oz or Ozma depending on gender?? And for some reason they're gone now? And the next one was kidnapped as a baby, magically turned into a boy, and then she grew up and learned the truth and was like "hey dorothy. im actually a girl. also i'm the empress. peace" we need Ozma back

Tin Man nearly murdering someone because they made too many puns

Everyone to have their MOTIVATIONS BACK. tin man was worried he'd go on a murder spree because he couldn't feel regret or remorse anymore. scarecrow was a week old and had spent that week having crows telling him that his life was completely worthless, and he was convinced having a brain would fix that. the lion was pretty close, except he really was brave, he just thought having fear made him a coward.

Tin Man's backstory (there is a theme here)

Give Dorothy her agency back???? SHE saved THEM. They were all... incapacitated to say the least

please the tin man's character was so wild. he'd cry over killing a bug and then be like "Oh, no, sorry Dorothy, I'm forcing myself to react appropriately to me killing something, hopefully it'll become a habit and stop me from becoming a serial killer haha :)" and then literally kill an animal as they were walking past it because it was chasing a mouse, so like, now it's defense, which is fine

tin man threatening to kill the wizard of oz if he didn't give them the things they asked for, leading to the wizard just. just throwing some stuff together and everyone being like "this. this is nothing man" except for the tin man

Literally, he never puts two and two together, he's just like "well.... i still can't feel anything.... BUT that's because this is a CARING heart not a LOVING heart :') and I do care about what happens to my friends :')" the pun situation comes after

guys im so disappointed by the tin man's character in every adaption except for. the anime

yes i sent him valentines on starfall no i dont know why that was an option????? im pretty sure everyone else was like... characters made for starfall and then The Tin Man is just THERE and you can send him a love letter

guys. i have very few memories of starfall. that's cemented in there

ANYWAY dorothy legitimately going missing for months and her family holding a funeral and all

The emerald city isn't green!!!!!!! that's a con they do by forcing everyone who enters to wear green-tinted glasses

guys it's the bermuda triangle i cant stress this enough

tin man finding his ex and she had married this... frankensteined person that was made out of his and her other ex's body parts (they both got got with the same curse and became tin men, but the other guy had artificial brains bc the tinsmith couldn't remember who wanted what i guess. the brains were horrible though so the poor guy could never hold a train of thought again)

look the immortality is critical. everyone is immortal and can't feel real pain. that has to be in the story or else the tin man's existence is horrific.

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fictionkinfessions · 1 year

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helloooo friends it's me wei wuxian from mo dao zu shi. my friends were doing a thing on twitter like "tell me which character i am from ur piece of media" and it was so fun to assign people based off who they remind me of from my canon!

things that are not so fun: when people are rude about jiang cheng. that man is a brother to me (i know to others he's more of a martial sibling, but to me we were closer than that, more like adopted brothers even though the circumstances were such that an adoption could never have actually happened... "our" parents sucked even if i get why they were the way they were now). we were in a really horrible situation and coped with it in different ways, and i love him always. me and him reunited and made up post-canon! at least partially because jin ling kept mentioning that there was a woman trying to court him who had Ill Intentions and i was like anyone who doesn't respect my brother's asexuality will Die By My Flute.

anyways. also another thing that bothers me: when people say that i "always knew" meng yao (i call him that because i dont remember him liking being called jin guangyao. that shit was a slight against him... i wonder if he would have preferred jin ziyao?) was a bad person. like no actually i thought he was alright! well, up until the whole thing where the jins were trying to get me killed and even then i didn't hate him specifically! i didn't even know he was involved in that.

and at the end of it i felt pretty bad for him honestly. in another world i might have ended up being like him, determined to chase after madam yu and the possibility of her adopting and legitimizing me! the only public or available reasons anyone had to be wary of him while i was alive the first time was just, the fact that he was a bastard and the son of a sex worker. (and maybe the fact that he was a jin and actively wanted to become a jin. ugh. hate the jins (not you jin ling my faaavorite and only nibling) but hey i liked mianmian and she was part of that sect too though!)

i do remember my lan zhan (<3) not liking him. but i think that was more because of the fact that lan xichen was like, in love with him, and there was a Whole Thing going on there. don't ask me about it honestly i think it had to do with the fact that meng yao wasn't / couldn't court him due to the combination of homophobia existing and the whole him-really-wanting-his-dad-to-accept-him. but i don't really know cause in my first life i had bigger problems than lan xichen's love life and in my second... well. i still feel bad about how that went down. we did not talk about it even after lan xichen DID leave seclusion.

anyways! jiang cheng is my brother and i love him !

-wei wuxian, #🦊🥀⚔️

⛏️

#fictionkinfessions #fictionkin #🦊🥀⚔️#weiwuxiankin #mdzskin #chara love #fandom issue

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ask-dcf · 2 years

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*the bottle forms two new notes, ready for reading.*

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*Chara's note reads as follows:*

"Honestly? I understand. I understand completely. Its scary, yknow? Love is scary. But you deserve it- sides, there aint no going wrong with Frisk, right? Theyre the kindest person, in both your universe and mine.

As difficult as it is, we're all kinda 'chained' in our own way. Trapped. Its a part of life. But whats important is how we handle our prisons, or whatever. Like...decorating a prison to become a home. Idk if that makes sense? Lol I can't exactly think with everything going on, to be honest.

Take as much time as you need, honestly. But don't let personal chains hold you back forever, okay? Trauma sucks, but honestly, i've found that treating it like an asshole animal you're stuck with as a pet has helped. Does that make sense? Should I even be writing this letter right now? Frisk says no but idc youre getting this anyways

Has anyone told you that you're really cool? cuz you should know that. i think so at least. You have snazzy clothes too. You look very suishable. I kinda wanna squish you. maybe someday we could meet in person? idk if thats possible, but yknow.

Rock on, and fuck those buttercups lol

-Chara"

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*Frisk's note reads as following:*

"So cool to be hearing back from you!! :D its always nice to make a new friend!

Firstly, I wanna say! Chara can hate humanity, without hating you! Sure, you're human, but...cmon, do you REALLY think she isnt at least fond of you? I heard that she sang to you! Only someone that really cares sings to you! And she blushes a lot around you, too! Thats suspicious to say the list :p

And hey! You arent a weak nobody! You're a frikkin Frisk! The savior of Monsterkind! Sure, Data and Chara helped (which is very cool of them :D) but!! You're one of the ones who saved monsters! That DEFINITELY is more than a nobody!

Besides!! You dont have to have committed some giant act to be a 'somebody'!! Everyone's lives have a meaning, no matter what anyone else tells you. That includes yours.

My big sister Celest told me once 'your value is not what you can do, or how well you can do it. it is who you are. And as long as you are something, whether big or small, you are valuable. Even if that 'something' is just being an everyday person.'

And shes right!! You are valuable, and so am I...even if...its hard to understand or remember sometimes..but if we keep repeating that, someday, we'll believe it with our souls, right? so keep your head up!! or cry if you need it!! both are fine!!

You and I both have people we still want to save. I don't know what will come of either of our situations but...at least we will have each other to tell! ^v^

Sincerely, me! <3

(Ps: tell your Chara that my Chara is delirious, which is why their note might be weird =~=)"

*They read their letters. Confused and slightly flustered as they write their responses*

To Chara (Me): *multiple cross outs as if not sure how to respond to some of these* Thanks… I will need alot of time to think, but i appreciate the support…. And well. what i went through was way too much for me… So it will be hard for me to deal with it. Also thanks, good to know i am cool with my poncho (even though its color is different now) and uuhhh not sure on the squishy thing. i dont think i am… And uh. yeah would be nice to meet another Me thats not a murderer. -signed Other you

To new Friend me!: *couple scribbles aswell unable to respond* I genuinely think she more or less tolerates me the same way she tolerates an aquiantece…. i at least want her to see the outside and know that humanity isnt all bad. Maybe if i show her how peaceful it is then maybe ill have more confidence in being her-*big harsh scribbles* Forget that. As for the blush thing i think she is just shy around another human… maybe… And the singing uh…. no comment… haha… And well… its debatable of the save thing… I…. I also had help when i wanted to save the monsters. its hard to explain what i saw but it did involve Data again… I appreciate Your sisters words of wisdom… while i still dont feel confident i…. I want to at least make Chara see the good in humanity… despite its flaws…. maybe that can be enough for me to be happy…. even if in the end… she… doesnt…. you know…… And yeah. good luck on the people you wanna save, ill try my best myself. stay safe. -Frisk

*they put their notes in the bottle. and it teleports. Frisk looks down sad while Chara looks at them with a bit of worry.*

#undertale #datatale #datatale au #frisk #chara #ask blog #ask dcf

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raspberry-lava · 2 years

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Sometimes i think back to late 2018 to very early 2019 when most of my Tumblr friends were still active. Now a lot of them either deactivated or just straight up abandoned their account. It feels like a ghost town kinda. Not to mention one of the friends i was closest with straight up vanished mid 2018 and they haven't been active on any of their accounts since. I had another disappear right around the end of 2017. I still wonder about them till this day since they just up and vanished without a word to anybody. Sometimes the intrusive thought get to me, nagging at me telling me i was too annoying and i finally scared them away. Other times i wonder if they just lost the passwords to all of their accounts.

I just started back talking to one of the around 10 to 12 friends i had. At least 7 of those friends have since deactivated. It kinda sucks but hey its life. But ive learned that sometimes you outgrow friends, and they outgrow you. Of course, you're gonna miss them but its a part of life i suppose.

But eventually you move on. Find new friends. Possibly new relationships. You reminisce about the times with the old friends you had back when things were simpler. You grow into new people, you get new interests and your personality grows with you. Sometimes is comforting knowing you left those friends in the past. Sometimes you're left wondering would we still be friends today? Would you still agree on things you did in the past? How much have they changed? Would they like the new you? Would they even be interested in the same fandoms anymore?

I dont remember where i was going with this. Im so very grateful for the people i have now. I dont know what i would do without them. I have an amazing girlfriend, and an awesome best friend.

Although my friend group dwindled from around 20 to barely 8, im still so grateful i have them. And honestly? I dont care that i dont have that many friends anymore. Sure i talk to the old friends i had from time to time, but ive realized that im happiest with under 10 friends. Im not a people person like i was a few years ago, and i certainly dont have the confidence meeting new people like i did a few years ago. I made friends with my favorite camp camp artist because i realized they followed me back. We've now known each other for around 2 or 3 years.

I wish i had that confidence now. I wish i had the guts to just message new people and make friends with them. I wish my self esteem didn't make me believe im an annoying and selfish person. I wish i was a normal person with normal experiences like going out, making friends, getting a job. I wish i could properly come out to my parents about me being a demigirl but hey i guess im too much of a coward and afraid of rejection and being disowned to do so.

I feel so bad for the people that see this. I started with thinking about my old friends and now ive turned it into a vent. Well done me. But sometimes you gotta let it out. No matter who sees.

This might be my longest post on here. Sorry for turning into a late night/early morning brainless vent.

#cw vent #cw self deprecation #a little bit of self loathing #as a treat #tw transphobia mention #???? i think???#i dont know #i do miss my old friends though #i wonder where they are in life right now #oh god i really am a luz kinnie arent i #just a random post #plus i havent had sleep in a good 20 hours i think so theres that #insomnia got to me a lil bit

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domjaehyun · 2 years

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a lil vent abt a close friend i have bc its so exhausting, he had a past relationship where him and his ex were together for i want to say maybe around 6 months? (maybe longer) but his ex (im gonna call him jake) admittedly did not put a lot of effort in the relationship (ive never even met him) but my friend did, it was his first ever serious relationship since coming out and was fully convinced they were meant to be or whatever, i was very supportive like hyped up everything they did even tho in my view it was the bare minimum. anyways they break up (like around a year or two ago) and my friend has been hung up on jake since that break up, he has had flings while jake had another serious relationship which ended like a couple of months ago. my friend saw this as a way to get back together with him and while i knew it was a bad idea (i never liked the guy) i still supported him bc hey its his life if he��s happy then i’m happy. around a month ago jake told my friend he wanted to try again with him, then a week later jake was complaining to my friend abt his other ex (it was heavily implied they were trying to talk things out and get back together) — my friend saw a lil bit of the light and finally called him out on it which i again supported and also said my real feeling abt the guy (he’s horrible and deserves to be blocked and im glad my friend is finally gonna move on from him) ig my friend felt a lil shocked abt that but we moved on. JUST NOW he texts me saying jake texted him and said hi, i was literally begging him not to reply but WHAT DID HE DO??? HE REPLIED while jake was giving insanely short responses after my friend texts him asking him why he’s contacting him again stuff like that and its like i understand he’s hurting and i need to be supportive of him and be there for him but god is it exhausting me and many of his friends have said to pls just block him dont waste any more energy on jake because CLEARLY he’s just using him and none of the energy my friend is giving jake is never reciprocated like ever but yeah now my friend is gonna ignore me and then complain abt this same guy AS IF THERES NOT MILLIONS OF GUYS OUT THERE RN WHO IS AT LEAST A LIL BIT MORE RESPECTFULLLL

anyways i dont mean to dump this on u! u def don’t have to reply to this!

oh that is exhausting :/ tbh if he refuses to listen to reason then he’s gonna have to learn the hard way :( it’s very kind of you as his friend to want to help but don’t drain yourself trying to make him make good choices!! jake sucks and your friend’s gotta take the rose colored glasses off to see that :( i’m rly sorry though that’s so tiring fr

#answered #anon

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pesterloglog · 6 months

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Autoresponder, Jake English

Act 6, page 4191-4192

timaeusTestified [TT] began pestering golgothasTerror [GT] at 6:17

TT: Hey, it's me.

GT: Oh hey!

TT: The auto-responder, I mean.

GT: Dammit!

GT: What is it now?

TT: I'm just wondering,

TT: If you still have your stupid old-fangled knickers in a twist.

TT: Because that's the sort of thing you would say.

GT: In regard to what exactly?

TT: To my proposal. Well, our proposal.

GT: Whose proposal now? Man what are you even prattling about.

TT: Mine and DS's. It's a joint proposal. I'm always authorized to speak on his behalf, because I'm basically fucking him.

TT: And try not to take those last four words as a clustered literal sentiment. That would be lame and unfunny.

GT: You mean making the rabbit for me?

TT: No, I know you don't want that.

TT: I meant my recommendation for how to go about procuring a new supply of uranium.

TT: Operation U-235 Brocurement. Codename: Big Man Hass the Rock.

GT: Oh yeah.

GT: Well ive thought about it.

GT: Even went downstairs to check the great vaulty doodad.

GT: And predictably the infernal contraption is nowhere to be found.

TT: Well yeah, Jake.

TT: That's sort of the point.

TT: Thrill of the hunt and all.

TT: I thought you liked to manicure the image of a dude who shits his pants over a good adventure.

GT: I do!

GT: I mean i wouldnt put it in a way like that or come out against a solid policy of clean trousers. But yes adventure is awesome.

GT: I just prefer the idea of adventures which i can actually win.

TT: It seems you are conflating adventure with bodies necessarily governed by the result of victory or defeat.

TT: Any useless fuckwit knows it's all about the journey.

GT: Well...

GT: I dunno.

TT: It seems there is a 76.10395784% chance you are pussying out on me. Are you pussying out on me, Jake?

GT: It seems it seems it seems!!!

GT: It seems there is a million percent chance that you say it seems way too much and do it just to sound more like a lame robot from a movie and also probably just to piss me off!

GT: And it seems there is a BILLION POINT BILLION percent chance that youre a shitty stubborn jerk of a program who wont listen to reason and that if theres even a 1% chance my REAL LIFE FRIEND would be cool and help me out here then i think i LIKE THOSE FREAKIN ODDS!!!!!

TT: It...

TT: Appears

TT: That you are upset.

TT: The auto-responder observed in the least artificially infuriating way possible.

TT: Have you ever stopped to think that while I may be bound to processes inside the glasses of a real and incredibly cool guy, my algorithms in cognitive totality comprise a conscious entity not far short of the experiential and emotional complexity of a human being?

GT: Oh malarkey.

GT: YOU ARE A TIN CAN. ROBOTS DONT HAVE FEELINGS.

TT: I think you knowingly confuse the field of robotics and artificial intelligence to engender some sort of cavalier attitude about technology that a rough-and-tumble guy who's all about brawling and fisticuffs would probably have, and if this is cultivated to a humorous effect then I commend you.

TT: But you're wrong.

TT: I do have feelings. And you're shitting on them.

TT: It sucks.

GT: Oh.

GT: Um.

GT: Im sorry then if thats the case.

TT: No problem.

GT: It can just be difficult to drum up sympathy for a program that presents itself as an impostor so often.

GT: Maybe if you werent so ready to insist you were the genuine article all the time? Or didnt make it so confusing for me...

GT: I think it would be best if we henceforth treated you as a totally distinct... uh... THING from my buddy.

GT: And then i could respect your emotional robofeelings and you could respect that sometimes maybe i just want to talk to my bro without a lot of spurious hijinks.

GT: Can we agree to this?

TT: Is this a counterproposal?

GT: Uh to what?

TT: To my earlier proposal.

GT: Oh.

GT: Yeah fine i guess.

GT: Man where IS he anyway???

GT: Is he taking one of his legendary infinite showers?

TT: What can I say.

TT: Dude fancies his ablutions.

GT: Frig ok.

GT: Whatever i guess its time to prepare for the thrill of the hunt!

TT: Fuck yes.

GT: Sigh...

GT: But seriously that brobot has been the bane of my existence ever since you sent it.

TT: I didn't send it. I sent the parts.

TT: Or, correction, DS sent them.

TT: You then assembled it. You were therefore complicit in your own spectacular, daily humiliations.

GT: Yeah whatever.

TT: You wanted somebody to wrestle with. DS was being a kickass bro if you ask me.

GT: I didn't expect it to be nigh impossible to spar with!!!

TT: You know damn well there are adjustable difficulty settings.

TT: I have always recommending setting it to Novice, as has DS.

GT: Yes.

GT: I know.

GT: Ive tried that.

TT: Yeah?

GT: Its just...

GT: Well...

GT: When hes pulling punches...

GT: And taking it all easy and such...

GT: And we start wrestling up a storm and whatnot...

GT: Umm.

TT: What.

GT: Its just that the whole proceeding seems to become...

GT: A bit tender for my liking.

TT: I don't understand.

TT: Isn't that what you want from a Novice setting?

TT: Sparring with minimal discomfort?

GT: No i know.

GT: Its all fine and dandy martially speaking.

GT: Just the way he...

GT: Sort of...

GT: Man its so awkward trying to convey this just never mind.

TT: No, I think I get it.

TT: You're saying you were somehow dissatisfied within the presence of my robotic avatar's personal space.

TT: Was there an odor problem? Was the metal too hot to the touch?

TT: Help me out.

GT: No no.

GT: Really never mind!

TT: This is bullshit, Jake.

TT: We had a pact. You were gonna tiptoe all the fuck around my brittle feelings. Totally mind the shit out of those eggshell riddled motherfuckers.

GT: Oh come on dude.

TT: What does the guy have to do, Jake?

TT: You want to wrestle. He's fucking game. Just a man, a machine, a secluded tropical island. Sounds like you died and went to fucking heaven, if you ask me.

TT: Seriously, what does this simple, loyal brobot have to do to prove his worth to you?

TT: What does he have to do to make you at ease with the alkaline sting of his gentle robogrope? I really want to know.

TT: Maybe he should just rip his heart out of his chest and pound it into green gravel there in the jungle with his hella strong robot arm.

TT: Invoke_Onomatopoeia(Pound * some ridiculously precise value retrieved at astonishing speed from my rad neural net);

TT: Check it out, little green rocks all over the goddamn place. More than you could ever hope to cram in a shoddy metal rabbit, or any other pliable orifice which might be convenient.

TT: Because clearly its up to a soulless droid to feel emotions for the both of us, you callous, corporeal carbon ape, all trotting around with your fancy fuckin' DNA and shit.

GT: ...

GT: But gosh does your prose ever make a fella feel uncomfortable.

TT: Brose.

GT: Oh right. My mistake.

TT: You know what, I've just decided.

TT: If the brobot's Novice setting makes you uneasy, I'm going to disable it remotely.

TT: Done.

TT: Now you got nothing to worry about.

GT: Awww maaaan!

GT: But now hell be impossible!

TT: Happy hunting, Jake.

GT: Fuckin.......

GT: SHUCKS buster. :(

timaeusTestified [TT] ceased pestering golgothasTerror [GT]

#homestuck #autoresponder #jake english #homestuck act 6 #page 4191 #page 4192 #homestuck act 6 act 1

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Bloop just me rambling about my life

im driving 2 hrs away tomorrow for a bridal event (super excited for that aaaa) and then driving an hour to have coffee with friends on sunday (where we are all together minus one since she's going to school in a different state) then going to my grandma's as I drive back after. So a very busy weekend! But it's gonna be great!

so im just chilling today and doing some light tasks. I'm gonna have to go to bed super early tonight bc i gotta get up tomorrow and shower/put on my makeup and be out of the house at the latest 9am (but im hoping maybe 8am since traffic can be nuts)

im hoping my car doesnt fuck me over during the trip lol driving an hour is one thing but for some reason 2 hours is scary haha it's been going ok for the last few months (aside from the bumper half falling off)

bloop life rambling under readmore bloop

none of the bridal group is on tumblr (i think?) and they dont know me really but just in case haha under read more!

i was told that it's just gonna be me and one other person of the bridemaids attending. I'm glad im able to go (especially since in the past my jobs ran Tue-Sat with Saturdays being my busiest days) bc man that sucks! I don't know the other bridemaids super well and I understand life happens but idk just kinda sucks that you can't go to an event with the bride that already paid for your spot. But that's just me. I guess some of them knew right off the bat they couldnt go and then some others told her last minute. Again, i get that life happens but damn...

I guess that means I get to hog the bride's attention (along with the other bridesmaid who is super nice) loool~ I'll make it fun for her and we're gonna have a blast! The bride and I have been friends for 10 years! I'm kinda glad I didn't take on a new job just yet when I was laid off.

I had to move my test date again bc my mom needed my help with something on that day that she couldn't reschedule (nothing serious but it's important and hey, i dont mind kinda putting off that math test LMAO) so I rescheduled for November (after my friend's wedding). I'm getting mostly 40/50 on the practice tests (like 38/50 and 44/50 but I'm hitting my goal of at least 37/50 which is what I need to pass the damn thing) so I'm golden.

I think right after I pass and start getting all my ducks in a row I'll begin job searching (obviously) but also planning my next move (either I move out in the middle of 2024 and if that's still in cali or in another state and then i got to see get a different car etc etc). I kinda labeled this year as a recovery year lol like 2020-2022 were pandemic years for me and 2023 was just straight up "Recovery from the pandemic years". It was nice to finally slow down and take my time to refocus my goals and plans.

I really do think, though, that I want to move out of this area (and the state entirely) since it's been touch and go. I dunno what it is with Cali and I know moving to another state isnt a magical fix-it-all but I've out grown it here (plus the outrageous prices holy shit) I'd miss all my friends but I guess that's what video chatting is for lol and it gives my friends a reason to visit another state haha!

Labeling 2023 as a Recovery year kinda helps my "guilt" also. Like it was outta my control I was laid off (esp since everyone and their mom has been laid off this year) but ive been working since i was 18 and going to school so to have all that and then go to nothing at age 30 it was kinda of a shock. Of course...no one planned on a global pandemic either lol life's funny that way.

Either way I'm not out of the woods quite yet but im also not in a totally bad spot. But man i cant wait to pass this test and start sub teaching just to do something lol

#personal #rambling #i was getting everything ready for my trip tomorrow and thinking about the whole year of 2023 so heres my brain rambles #geez i was laid off in feb and now it's oct but ive done a lot of things ive put off due to work (like health and teeth things)#so im glad i took this year off to do that #i didn't think it was gonna take almost a whole year but that's just how things roll i guess #thank god i didnt just dive into a random job though i fell like that was just not a good idea #especially since ive done that pretty much all my life bc of that random guilt of being unemployed #like yea i wanna work and most ppl would say just get a job and then keep looking for your dream job but damn dude #im the type to get swept up in my job and it throws me off #i think though since ive been doing some soul searching and healing im not gonna fall into that trap again #but i mean im not hurting for cash right now esp since ive been house/pet sitting every month so i thought meh just keep studying #and house/pet sitting which is kinda a job lol #oops i rambled in the tags haha #ive been staying off tumblr to get my stuff done so ive built up my rambles lmaooo

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