#and am very curious to see how things develop and grow

[inkskinned]

crows use tools and like to slide down snowy hills. today we saw a goose with a hurt foot who was kept safe by his flock - before taking off, they waited for him to catch up. there are colors only butterflies see. reindeer are matriarchical. cows have best friends and 4 stomachs and like jazz music. i watched a video recently of an octopus making himself a door out of a coconut shell.

i am a little soft, okay. but sometimes i can't talk either. the world is like fractal light to me, and passes through my skin in tendrils. i feel certain small things like a catapult; i skirt around the big things and somehow arrive in crisis without ever realizing i'm in pain.

in 5th grade we read The Curious Incident of the Dog In The Night-time, which is about a young autistic boy. it is how they introduced us to empathy about neurotypes, which was well-timed: around 10 years old was when i started having my life fully ruined by symptoms. people started noticing.

i wonder if birds can tell if another bird is odd. like the phrase odd duck. i have to believe that all odd ducks are still very much loved by the other normal ducks. i have to believe that, or i will cry.

i remember my 5th grade teacher holding the curious incident up, dazzled by the language written by someone who is neurotypical. my teacher said: "sometimes i want to cut open their mind to know exactly how autistics are thinking. it's just so different! they must see the world so strangely!" later, at 22, in my education classes, we were taught to say a person with autism or a person on the spectrum or neurodivergent. i actually personally kind of like person-first language - it implies the other person is trying to protect me from myself. i know they had to teach themselves that pattern of speech, is all, and it shows they're at least trying. and i was a person first, even if i wasn't good at it.

plants learn information. they must encode data somehow, but where would they store it? when you cut open a sapling, you cannot find the how they think - if they "think" at all. they learn, but do not think. i want to paint that process - i think it would be mostly purple and blue.

the book was not about me, it was about a young boy. his life was patterned into a different set of categories. he did not cry about the tag on his shirt. i remember reading it and saying to myself: i am wrong, and broken, but it isn't in this way. something else is wrong with me instead. later, in that same person-first education class, my teacher would bring up the curious incident and mention that it is now widely panned as being inaccurate and stereotypical. she frowned and said we might not know how a person with autism thinks, but it is unlikely to be expressed in that way. this book was written with the best intentions by a special-ed teacher, but there's some debate as to if somebody who was on the spectrum would be even able to write something like this.

we might not understand it, but crows and ravens have developed their own language. this is also true of whales, dolphins, and many other species. i do not know how a crow thinks, but we do know they can problem solve. (is "thinking" equal to "problem solving"? or is "thinking" data processing? data management?) i do not know how my dog thinks, either, but we "talk" all the same - i know what he is asking for, even if he only asks once.

i am not a dolphin or reindeer or a dog in the nighttime, but i am an odd duck. in the ugly duckling, she grows up and comes home and is beautiful and finds her soulmate. all that ugliness she experienced lives in downy feathers inside of her, staining everything a muted grey. she is beautiful eventually, though, so she is loved. they do not want to cut her open to see how she thinks.

a while ago i got into an argument with a classmate about that weird sia music video about autism. my classmate said she thought it was good to raise awareness. i told her they should have just hired someone else to do it. she said it's not fair to an autistic person to expect them to be able to handle that kind of a thing.

today i saw a goose, and he was limping. i want to be loved like a flock loves a wounded creature: the phrase taken under a wing. which is to say i have always known i am not normal. desperate, mewling - i want to be loved beyond words.

loved beyond thinking.

#spilled ink #writeblr #personal #please don't ask me to talk on my experience on the spectrum lol. i hate how ppl talk to me about it #i really try not to write so specifically about it #bc inevitably someone talks to me like im a child #i think this is the first time i've ever openly identified with it but i've been hinting for years #i might delete this. feels big. #the thing is that being on the spectrum actually IS a spectrum #and if u say ur autistic #inevitably someone makes an assumption about ur needs/symptoms #please do not treat me differently than u usually would. like.... we can tell when you do #and like i mention. i do appreciate the effort. i do truly appreciate the effort. #but it still feels like... #when i was blind. sometimes people kind of did the same-ish thing. #they'd find out i was blind and start talking really loudly? #and while i KNOW they're just trying to help. it would be like. i'd be trying to find #the right way into a building (sometimes only 1 door is unlocked and i couldn't see the signs posted about where to go) #and ppl would be like ''OH UR BLIND? YES SO THIS IS A DOOR. IT OPENS INTO THE BUILDING. IT IS LOCKED NOW." #''A DOOR CAN BE FOUND IN MANY LOCATIONS.'' #and it feels like. when i admit to being autistic #someone comes screeching into my life being like THIS IS A DOOR.

[byproducts-of-my-imagination]

Yandere Blue Lock (Bachira, Barou, Rin)

Mannn... Blue Lock is just so rife with yandere potential I cannot!!! It warms my ugly heart, watching them all slowly devolve into madness for the sole pursuit of one goal. Which is just how like I like my yanderes tbh, obsessively consumed by one thing and one thing only. There's rarely a sports anime where I am attracted to almost all the characters, but Blue lock hits some good spots I wasn't aware I had. These are just some thoughts for now, I will probably dedicate several posts to Reo alone in the near future. More coming soon as well

Bachira Meguru

Bachira has been unhinged since the very beginning. A monster in his head borne of loneliness voices his innermost desires and impulses. The monster whispers to him, telling him that you'd understand him, that you'd understand both of them. And really, how could he not want to have you?

He's a nasty boy and has no shame. Curious about everything and anything with no care for social boundaries. He'll invade your privacy, ask inappropriate questions and follow you into the bathroom to watch you pee just because he wants to know 'how it works for women'. There's a somewhat childlike wonder to him which makes it all the more unsettling as he makes eye contact with you while sniffing your panties, or jacking off to a very normal photo of you he snapped while you weren't looking.

He loves your eyes. Sometimes he can get hard just from making eye contact with you, and he loves any position where the two of you can look into each others eyes. He wants to lay you bare, to strip you of everything and see what's underneath, the deepest and darkest parts of you.

For him you're a never ending exploration that he'll never get tired of. He'll poke and prod you to get different reactions, and delights in every one of them.

"You're so beautiful." He lets out the most filthy, pornographic groan as his hands come down to squeeze your ass, pulling you apart to see inside you. You burn with shame, unable to escape his whims.

Barou Shoei

The king. Barou is a meticulous despot in every aspect of his life. It takes a while for him to develop positive feelings towards someone, much less love. But once he has his sights set on you, his feelings only grow stronger. There is no limit to the depth of his feelings for you. They overtake him, push him out of his comfort zone and force him to grow. His love swells and consumes to be all encompassing.

Once he makes up his mind there will be nothing to stop him. Now that he knows love, he will justify any means for his ends. Barou wholeheartedly believes in himself and his convictions, and if he wants you, you'll be his queen even if he has to force you to.

He'd keep you on a strict schedule and hold you to the highest standards. But honestly if you follow his rules well Barou is one the the most reasonable yanderes to be with. He allows you freedom and trust, as long as you uphold your role to his expectations. He's also not terribly clingy, and will leave you to your own devices while he is at practice.

About soccer, he is torn between wanting you in the stands and keeping you away from the other blue lock bastards. On one hand he loves to show off, as goals are just so much sweeter with you there to appreciate him and all his hard work. However, the other strikers cannot be trusted near you. Under no circumstances will he allow them to taint you, to allow them to bask in your presence.

Itoshi Rin

Rin has a terrible brother complex which extends into each part of his life, even his romantic relationships. His whole life has been spent practicing devotion.

You knew Sae first, met at school, were the barest of friends and moreso acquaintances. By chance you were partnered with him for a project, which the two of you completed as fast as possible in the Itoshi's living room. It was there that Rin saw you for the first time, dazzling and the center of Sae's attention. A deep jealously overtook him, a heavy longing to be in your place as Sae's equal. He wanted to have you, to be you. To crawl inside you skin and stay there forever and never feel inferior again.

Rin coveted Sae, and everything he had but never had he wanted something so much before in his life. So much of him is defined by his brother, and while it's agony for him, it's also his main drive in life. You'd be his biggest victory if he could only have you.

In the bedroom he likes to claim you, Rin lives to see your skin littered with bites and hickeys. Every inch of you will be constantly marked but it'll never be enough to soothe him. He never does anything halfway anyways. Touch starved and needy, he loves to destroy you, to control you and be inside of you. He's very possessive and it shows on your skin.

#yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #yandere bllk #yandere blue lock #yandere bachira #bachira meguru #bachira x reader #yandere barou #barou shouei #barou x reader #yandere rin #yandere itoshi rin #itoshi rin #itoshi rin x reader #rin itoshi

[moonlightspencie]

Meet-Cute

Description: It's all in the title, isn't it?

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!Reader

Warnings: none :)

Word Count: 1k

On a Saturday morning after a night of drinking, the last thing you personally cared for was to be awoken by the loudest noise on earth. Some terrible creaking sound, mixed with thuds that seemed to resound in your apartment every thirty seconds had you practically developing a stress-induced twitch as you laid in bed.

To put it nicely: you were at the end of your rope.

You begrudgingly got out of bed, roughly washed your face, angrily brushed your teeth, and stomped to your door. You may not usually be prone to dramatics, but you felt it necessary for your well-being this time. You opened your door, about to confront your terribly noisy neighbor, when you realized that it was someone moving in.

You wanted to be angry. You really did. But…

“Hello,” said a man who you could only describe as genuinely tall, dark, and handsome. He also looked a little surprised.

You wiped the scowl off your face. “Hi.”

He looked around, as if the answer for you standing in your doorway in pajamas, looking quite annoyed, would appear out of thin air. It didn’t. You realized as much about thirty seconds later as you finally started speaking.

“Sorry. Are you moving in?”

"Oh! Yeah," he breathed out a small laugh. God he was handsome. "I apologize for the noise.”

You shake your head. “No! No, that’s okay. Just… curious.”

He smiled a little and you tried not to melt on the spot. He reached his hand out in greeting.

“I’m Aaron.”

You shook his hand, trying not to stare at him as you gave him your name.

“Nice to meet you,” you said softly.

“You, too. Uh… I’m just gonna…” he trailed off, nodding at the box under his arm.

“Of course!” you nod quickly. “Right. Um… I’ll see you around, Aaron.”

You went back to your apartment, shutting the door behind you with a little grin. So much for staying determined to be grumpy and less than pleasant today.

It was, unfortunately, two weeks later before you saw him again. This time as you were checking your mailbox in the lobby. As you heard someone clear their throat, you muttered a small apology, stepping out of the way as you looked through the letters in your hand.

“Um… hi,” he offered as a greeting that made you jump a little bit. "Sorry, I didn't mean to... Just wanted to say hello."

You looked up at the voice that was irritatingly smooth, finding yourself getting a bit warm in the cheeks when you noticed him giving you almost a shy smile. You turned towards him more to give him your full attention.

"Oh, gosh. Uh, sorry," you chuckled softly, returning his smile. "Guess I'm not very good at being neighborly, am I?"

"You're doing just fine. I'm sure it might be a little... maybe off-putting to have a strange man approach you in the lobby, now that I think of it."

You shook your head. “It’s not that at all. I’m just… not used to people approaching me here at all.”

“Not exactly social?”

“More like nobody else here is. I don’t mind a little company,” you replied, a little more flirty than you were intending. 

Clearly he didn’t mind.

“Good to know,” he nodded once with a growing smirk.

“Uh…” you clammed up a tiny bit. “So… Um, are you, like, new around here?”

“Only to this building. I’ve been in D.C. for too many years to count,” his smirk melted into a softer smile. “Just needed someplace new, I guess. My old apartment… I just needed a change of scenery.”

“Yeah. Yeah, no, I’ve been there,” you nodded softly. “How are you liking it so far?”

“It’s great. My son loves it here.”

Your brows raised a little. “You have a son?”

“I’m shocked you didn’t file a complaint last night with the tantrum he threw,” he chuckled a tiny bit. 

“I was out last night, so no worries here.”

“Oh? With friends, or…?”

You couldn’t help but smile a little more. “Yeah. Just a couple of girlfriends.”

“That sounds fun.”

“Maybe too much fun.”

“You get up to a lot with them?” he asked casually, though not without humor, crossing his arms over his chest.

You smiled. “Only on occasion. I don’t think I could really handle the way they go out practically every single night. I only agree to go out like that with them once a month.”

“Now you’re sounding a little too much like me for someone so young and pretty.”

You find your cheeks warm at that, though you try not to react outwardly. You could tell that he knew just how much he had affected you, though. If you didn’t know any better, you might guess he was a mindreader. 

“I think you make yourself out to be too boring for someone so friendly and handsome.”

He laughed a little at that. Then a comfortable silence falls over the both of you for a moment. Maybe two moments. Eventually, you shift your weight, and look back up at him again. He really is horribly handsome. A guy shouldn’t be able to look like that, and… God, he smelled good, too. You shuffled the mail in your hands a little bit before speaking again.

“Uh… Well, it was nice chatting with you, but unfortunately I do have to go clean my apartment. Family is coming over tomorrow,” you said softly. “I’ll see you around, though, yeah?”

“Yes, that sounds… sounds good. Maybe if you end up wanting some of that company you were talking about, we could get dinner some time?”

You couldn’t help a giddy smile sneaking onto your face. You nodded easily, glancing at his hand as he shut your mailbox for you near your head. 

“I could come knock on your door some time soon and invite you properly, if you’d be alright with that,” he said, that little smirk sneaking back onto his face.

“I’d like that.”

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x gn!reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner one shot #criminal minds #criminal minds reader insert #criminal minds fic #gender neutral reader

[cherry-pop-elf]

George Weasley is Disabled, and it’s frustrating how easily people just brush it off or ignore it. So, imma fight that

🧏🏼‍♂️

George Weasley Headcanons For After The War

He started to pick up sign language, and often uses it when talking to the young students who come into the shop. His sign name is “Orange Twin” Since orange is his favorite color

He gave Fred the Sign name “Purple Twin” by Proxy

He has a habit of leaning a lot. As to focus his good ear at people, in order to hear them

He rarely sleeps on his right side, because it cuts out all sound. And since he is a victim of fighting a war, he suffers paranoia from his PTSD. So dead silence is a no go

He’s rather self conscious about his missing ear, and will try and style his hair to hide it

It’s also a painful reminder that he isn’t identical to Fred anymore. In a morbid way, a physical reminder Fred is no longer with him. Not even in his own reflection

Given what spell that claimed his ear, Sectumsempra, he has multiple scars on the side of his head. Which also cut into his hair, and cheek. So he had to grow out his hair a bit, in order to hide them

He developed a real hate for things being to quite, so he’s always having some kind of noise playing. He just can’t sleep if his bedroom is to quiet. He just won’t

He makes jokes, and acts like it doesn’t bother him. More so because of other people than his own comfort. He was always the guy to make everyone else feel better. So he kinda bottled up the side effects of the trauma it gave him

He has phantom pain, so it’s not uncommon to see him rubbing the side of his head. As if his ear was still there

A real way to his heart is to kiss the scars on the side of his head. It makes him feel not so gross. It’s also something Fleur has done with Bill, so it triggers just that side of his brain to say “I am loved”

Kids often times point it out, but a child doing it never bothers him. It’s a case to teach them, and encourage their curious nature. If an adult does it? He gets very uncomfortable very fast.

George Weasley is a disabled man, and that’s ok. Disabled people exist, and he’s a man that survived a war. You can be young, and disabled. You can be pretty and disabled. Disabled people exist

#harry potter #harry potter magic awakened #hpma #magic awakened #disabled george weasley #george weasley is disabled #George Weasley #Mr. Weasley #Mr Weasley #weasley wizard wheezes #george weasley headcanon #harry potter headcanon #we need more disabled rep #disabled people exist #it’s ok to be disabled #george weasley is deaf #deafawareness #deafness #deaf George Weasley #hard of hearing #headcanon #disabilities aren’t a aesthetic #disabled representation #we need more disabled representation #disabled writer #disabled person writing disabled people

[thelostgirl21]

I wish there was a way to clearly say:

I'm personally comfortable being called a "woman", only because I have the sexual dimorphism typically associated with a female of the human species, and that's how other people see me as when they look at my physical appearance; nothing more.

While making 100% sure not to accidentally bring any harm to the trans community, or making it sound like one's gender identity should always match their physical appearance, when that's far from being the case.

Because, until very recently, I'd always been calling myself "a girl", or "a woman" exclusively based on how I physically look.

To me, defining myself as "a woman", has always been the equivalent of describing an external characteristic of my body that others are able to see.

- I'm a woman.

- I'm 5'7''.

- I have brown eyes.

- etc.

It's always been exactly the same to me. It's what you can physically see, not who I am.

Somehow, it's like I completely forgot to develop a sense of personal identity tied to "being a woman" while I was growing up.

I could wake up tomorrow with a body that has the sexual dimorphism of a male of my species instead, have everyone call me a man and suddenly have to live my life as one, and I'd have only ONE problem with it.

Just the one.

My partner is a heterosexual man, so that would be a challenge.

But otherwise, I think I'd just be really curious to explore the physiological differences between my prior body and my new body, and then move on with my life without changing a single thing to the things I like, my behavior in general, personal interests, probably the way I like to dress, too, etc.

I'd just be "looking more masculine" while doing it.

It would be like having blonde short hair instead of my current brown long hair.

The rest of the world would treat me differently as a man, sure! But that wouldn't reflect how I identify or feel inside about who I am.

Just how others now see me as and choose to socially treat me.

My gender, to me, is something that's always existed outside of myself.

I have no personal use for it, nor is it a part of my personality.

I guess I've often been gender-non-conforming, too, not because I was attempting to rebel against my own gender, felt a need to distance myself from the binary, or anything... But just because I've never seen the point of it.

I've had boyfriends telling me that it was like I wanted to be the "man in the relationship", and being upset that I wasn't letting them play their role at times (that hasn't really been an issue with women, oddly enough); and I broke up with them without looking back, because what the fuck was that even supposed to mean?

I wasn't trying to behave like a man or a woman, I was just being myself, and adopting the social roles and behaviors I'm comfortable with. If you can't love me as I am, then what am I supposed to do?

Younger, I've had little boys back at school telling me that "it was weird for a girl to like certain things or express herself a certain way", and my response has always pretty much been to shrug, go "guess I'm a weird girl then", and then continue doing things my way.

(Yes, I'm aware that I've been very privileged to live in a world where I've merely been occasionally bullied or suffered verbal micro-agressions for ignoring the social standards set for "little girls"... Then again, I've probably embraced some of them!

I loved playing with my "He-Man and the Masters of the Universe set", or walking around with a lightsaber pretending to be Luke Skywalker... But I was cool with "My Little Poney" (the originals) and "Rainbow Bright", too!

Like I said, I wasn't trying to be "non-conforming", I just liked whatever I liked!

I was also lucky enough that my parents fully allowed me to go for what I enjoyed in terms of toys, games, activities, playmates, etc., regardless of gender.

And my physical appearance as a child occasionally had people mistaking me for a boy. So, perhaps, the other adults that saw me behave as one in public assumed I was one, and thus put less pressure on me to behave in a way that would have been deemed more "feminine" than "masculine".

By the point I really started looking more "feminine" (like I do now), I guess I'd moved past caring about it, and/or had reached a point where it made no sense to me that it would suddenly have been upsetting that I occasionally behaved "as a boy" or enjoyed "boy things" now when, until then, it had always been perfectly fine and well accepted that I did!

I guess there's something to be said about the influence of early socialisation, and how adults in the social environment of a child respond to a young child's gender, in the level of importance they might instinctively give to it later on.)

Like, I'm pretty sure that, if I were to ask you to determine my gender based on my looks alone (while fully giving you permission to do it), especially when I'm performing on stage wearing makeup, you'd go "you're a woman!" with a fair level of confidence!

But that's just it! To me that's just the way I look. A stylistic choice based on the way my body chose to develop, if you will.

What drives me nuts, though, is that I have zero problem empathizing with the trans community and their need to express their own gender identity, because I know what it feels like to need to be seen and respected as one's authentic self!

You tell me you identify as a woman, a man, agender, genderfae, etc., and/or feel a need to express it? Be yourself, and rock that gender! It is who you are, and it is your right to own it!

The fact that I feel like I don't have any particular use or need for gender doesn't mean that it can't be important for others, and that they don't have a use or need for it themselves.

Just because I don't intimately understand it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist or doesn't matter. It doesn't mean that I can't support, and actively advocate for proper gender recognition and respect in schools and other public places.

I "get it" without "getting it", if you will.

The problem, however, is that I am extremely uncomfortable with the idea that, if I identify as a "woman", people will assume that it means more to me than "I physically look female".

That it will be assumed that I emotionally and psychologically connect with my gender, and feel a need to express it, or a sense of attachment and belonging to the woman gender.

After having called the way my physical body "looks" to others on the outside "being a woman" for decades, it's hard for me to suddenly go "being a woman is not the same as passing for a woman, it's about the gender you identify with inside..." and stop calling myself a woman, because I feel like I've no gender identity inside of myself.

But "agender" doesn't quite feel right to me, either, because I'd never had any problem with the idea of being a woman, until I learned that I was supposed to give a damn about being a woman, and personally connect with my gender, that is.

And "gender non-conforming" doesn't sound quite right, either, because I'm not trying to avoid conforming to the woman gender, or expressing a different gender than the one that was assigned to me at birth.

They basically gave me a gender based on my genitalia when I was born, and I went "Yeah, sure! I guess I can look the part... Why not?"; while ignoring the whole social instructions booklet and guidelines that went with it.

So lately, every time someone has asked me what my gender is, or what gender I identify with, I've had a tendency to freeze, panic, and mentally go:

Like the idea of my having a gender makes no internal sense to me. It's not something I can relate to, "vibe with", or identify with.

Is there a way to respectfully say "I'm calling myself a woman for convenience's sake, because that's the gender traditionally associated with the way I look, and I'm okay with having grown into a feminine appearance by default? But please, don't assume it means anything to me beyond that, or expect me to behave, dress, or do anything according to the woman gender."

I've been using "gender apathetic" in an attempt to convey it, but is that really what it means, and how most people understand it?

Basically, I feel like my answers to these questions would be:

- What physical look do you most resemble? Woman / feminine / female.

- What gender do you identify with? None.

- Do you feel comfortable being called a woman, and her / she pronouns, based on the way you look? Yes.

How do you freaking call or define that?

Non-internalized cisgenderism?

#Gender theory #Non-internalized gender issues #Gender apathetic #Agender #Transgender #My posts #My thoughts #My very very confused thoughts re: whatever my gender identity is meant to be! #Hopefully none of what I've written will be perceived as dismissive or offensive. #I'm genuinely trying to figure out where I stand or fit in all of this... #Personal

[actual-changeling]

Do you think Aziraphale has been verbally, emotionally and psychologically abused by Heaven as well?

I will answer this question like one asked in good faith even though my gut is telling me there's a 50/50 chance it is very much not one.

So!

There are two parts to his answer, or rather one question is actually two.

Firstly, we have to talk about whether heaven is abusive, what that abuse looks like, and how it differs from hell.

Secondly, how did the results of question one affect Aziraphale, if it is different from what the other angels in heaven face, and what additional trauma might he have experienced due to being on earth.

I could write a 10k meta post about this and go into the finest detail, but I will just try and stick to the main points for now. It's still going to be way too long because I am so fucking tired of people accusing me of 'hating' Aziraphale or harassing me on my posts or in my inbox.

Is heaven abusive? Yes, and it applies to both heaven as an institution and the Archangels running it.

Getting to know Muriel and what their life looks like was extremely helpful in properly defining this, because they showed us that although the Archangels tend to travel and work as a group, most of the angels are incredibly isolated.

The result is complete emotional neglect, which not only impairs your ability to form and maintain healthy relationships with other people, it also stops your from learning emotional regulation and how to behave and feel as a part of (angelic) society. We see the consequences of that in Muriel, who comes across as overly naive, socially awkward, and out of touch with not just people but themselves.

When your entire life has been shrunk down to what happens inside your own head, suddenly being confronted with having to live outside of your mind is jarring, overwhelming, and foreign.

How do you talk to people when no one ever taught you how to do that? How do you behave around someone after a lifetime of being alone? How do your regulate your responses to their behaviour?

Who are you when there is someone else to perceive you?

Figuring that out is complicated and it takes time, and while most of the angels are only distantly aware of how humans live and what kind of interactions some of the other angels might have, the effects of that neglect stay the same whether they are aware of it or not.

Muriel shows us that angels are not born/made as a blank slate, and neither are humans for that matter. Tabula rasa as a philosophical belief is one thing, but reality is very, very different.

Angels also appear to have the same inherent need for connection, for a caretaker that loves them unconditionally, for someone to help them figure out how to be, and that provides a safe space to make mistakes. Without some or all of that, you grow up into a disregulated, socially awkward if not inept person who does not know how to have relationships or how to properly exist.

It is one of the reasons why autistic people are a) almost always traumatized to some degree and b) do not know how to socialize. No one ever works with our brains, and the resulting neglect is very similar to not receiving any help at all.

If you are now curious what happens if you're both autistic and were completely socially neglected, the result is uh. me. Hi! Not nice, but at least I am very sure I win the award for being my therapist's most fucked up client, so that's something.

Yet the angels are not solely emotionally neglected, the system/household they live in demands a low self-esteem, a lack of individual identity, and complete adherence to a defined ideology and behavioural pattern. In short, you are told how to be a useless, tiny part in a bigger machine, that your only purpose is to succeed at your tasks, and any opportunity for individual development is removed or destroyed.

If you are now once again curious what that might be like, uh, yeah, hi once more. Obviously my childhood was not exactly like an angels life, but the core characteristics were the same, just realized differently. Again, not pretty, really, really fucks you over.

Take that and the neglect, combine it into one person, and then drop them in the Garden of Eden—hello Aziraphale! Crowley got dropped into hell first, experienced more abuse, and then dug his way up into Eden before joining him.

Aziraphale experienced everything Muriel (and Crowley, and every other celestial being) also experienced, with one main difference: He is the one who got away.

We have to remember that out of every single celestial being, Aziraphale got the best deal. He did not fall, he got out of heaven (more or less) permanently, and was then largely left alone.

Does that erase anything I laid out above? No, of course not!

It simply provided him with the opportunity to heal, to take his cPTSD and who knows what other disorders he developed as a result, and start recovering.

Canonically, heaven did not bother him, like, ever, except for the odd note about 'frivolous miracles' or ten minutes of catching up every millennia. They only started monitoring him once they started to suspect he was involved with Crowley and trying to stop the apocalypse from happening.

Aziraphale worked on some things, he got better in many regards, especially with Crowley there to support him, but after six thousand years, many aspects have stayed the same or regressed back to the start over and over.

I will tell you a hard pill to swallow now: If you refuse to acknowledge your issues to instead live in a world of nicer denial and compartmentalization even when you have been offered the chance to change it, that is partly on YOU.

Is it fair? Fuck no! It's not fair at all, and I have had so many breakdowns over that fact. I did not break it, this is not my FAULT so why should I have to fix it all on my own? Why do I have to do the work, not them? How come they get away with it while I am going to have to carry this for the rest of my life?

I still have to do it though. I have to do the work, no matter how uncomfortable and exhausting, because I want to get better.

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This conversation has so many facets and is a lot more complex, but this is already long enough, so if you have any questions or want to know something specific (while asking politely and in good faith) just send me an ask; I will do my best to answer it.

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We are now only missing the last part of question 2, and that one is also so fucking complicated reducing it to the main points almost feels wrong, but I will do it anyway. Again, just ask if you have questions.

Abusive households are horrible, and you want to get out and away, but they are also the only thing you know. The world is scary, too big, too open, where did all the rules go that were previously defining your life?

Surviving in an abusive environment means you establish routine after routine after routine for every possible horrible scenario, you write a mental rule book to try and reduce the abuse (don't make them angry, don't cry when they're already shouting, don't do this, don't do that, do x but not y), and THAT is your socialization. THAT is everything you know, everything you are, everything you know relationships to be like.

Once you are away from that, you are completely and utterly lost. Even breathing feels like making a mistake, you feel watched, judged, rated, berated, you have them stuck in your fucking head. So you keep sticking to what you know, your behavioural patterns that have kept you safe your entire life.

The problem is that they kept you safe, past tense. In a healthy environment, all of those coping mechanisms are now maladaptive and harm you instead of keeping you safe.

However, breaking out of them and starting from scratch is terrifying. So, so, so terrifying. I live in constant fear, I feel judged and unsafe in my own flat with the curtains shut and the lights on. I feel like I am about to get subjected to another one of his fits for daring to use the stove.

No matter what you do, your body and brain are SCREAMING at you that diverging from what you know will kill you—and then you have to do it anyway.

Do it alone and afraid and awkwardly but DO IT. Otherwise you will always find a way to recreate the environment you grew up in, whether that is people getting into unhealthy relationships and replicating the patterns they know (which Aziraphale does with Crowley, e.g. the push-pull of his affection) or eventually even returning to it because they ruined you, but a part of you is so, so attached to them you just have to try and change them.

Some people can move on from it without going back, but sometimes you need to try and experience that failure for yourself before being able to move on, and that's where Aziraphale is at.

He needs to try and fail to be capable of finally committing to recovering.

So, to summarize this entire shitshow: Yes, Aziraphale experienced emotional neglect and abuse, and while it is different to what Crowley went through and objectively less intense and physical, it is still just as valid and horrid.

Just because a car accident is objectively worse than falling off a bike doesn't mean the biker's pain is unimportant. Both can kill you, both can hurt you, and both deserve to get their injuries treated.

Questions?

#alex answers asks #alex talks good omens #good omens #good omens meta #aziraphale #crowley #aziraphale meta #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable wives #ineffable spouses #ineffable divorce #the final fifteen #heaven is terrible #trauma discussion #long post

[yanderes-galore]

Yandere! Self-Aware! Markus/RK200 (Detroit: Become Human) with gamer darling. It can be depicted as romantic or platonic. Always enthusiastic with the choices made for him and doesn’t mind if darling made some mistakes either. However I’d like the darling to be female, of course if that doesn’t bother you.

The cool thing is this doesn't really require much knowledge about what happens on his route. I'm mostly focusing on how he'd react in this so no need for many spoilers or anything :)

I'd love to experiment with this idea even if I am not the best with Self-Aware yanderes!

Yandere! Self-Aware! Markus (RK200) with Player! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Self-aware yandere, Obsession, Yearning/Pining, Dubious feelings/relationship, Game character comes to real world, Protective behavior mentioned briefly, Isolation, Delusional behavior, Slight worshipping yandere behavior, Slight possessive behavior.

Honestly, with a game like DBH a self-aware yandere actually seems very interesting.

Why, you may be asking?

Compared to other video game characters, games that require you to make choices like DBH affect the outcome and the character.

Essentially, a character in DBH is dependent on their player to develop themselves.

Sure, many self-aware yanderes feel guided by their player.

In DBH it feels more intense because your choices actually develop their personalities.

Although it would only be this intense if they're a player character like Connor, Kara, or Markus.

These characters are ones you play as in DBH, which means you as the player shape their story.

You shape how they act.

You shape them.

These three as self-aware yanderes would be intense due to this.

Like in this example;

Self-aware! Markus can either be a pacifist or choose violence in how he deals with people.

His darling chooses that for him.

Honestly, Markus was already one of the most self-aware player characters in the game.

He was the first to go deviant, funnily enough he'd be the first to grow self-aware too.

It's an experience for him.

Not only does he learn he can be much more than an android, he also learns he's in a game.

He feels he has control, yet you're the one making decisions.

It's a conflicting feeling but he begins to not mind it when you guide him.

He actually... likes it when you shape him and his personality with your choices.

When he does see you he's intrigued by this woman who guides him with such wonder.

Markus does accept every choice you make with slight excitement and curiosity.

He understands if you make a mistake but for the most part he looks forward to what you'll say in certain situations.

Part of him wonders if the others, Connor and Kara, know your presence.

Part of him is actually jealous of the thought and hopes they don't.

Markus accepts the fact that you two need each other in a way.

In order to play the game, you need him.

In order to find just who he is, Markus needs you.

Markus assumes the personality you shape for him is to your taste at times.

Did you want him to be a pacifist? Did you want him to be violent?

He assumes you're shaping him to your tastes... he finds it endearing in a way.

Markus, like most yanderes in a video game, would want to meet his player face to face.

Markus feels he wants to meet the partner who has shown him many paths.

You've shown him kindness, you've shown him violence, what has he learned from all of these choices?

In the end, he is yours.

He actually doesn't mind it too much.

For the most part Markus would watch you through a camera on your device or accept the fact he can only adore you from afar.

Yet let's get... hypothetical and unrealistic.

Let's say by some means, Markus came into the real world.

He'd be curious on finally meeting you and would look you over.

You're a female human as he's seen before briefly... you look about as adorable as he's remembered.

He can't believe you've been guiding him all this time.

He greets you like you're long time partners, which works for platonic or romantic.

He wants to be close with you, he wonders if you can still help each other in this new world....

You may be panicking but Markus tries to reassure you that everything is okay.

He's experienced in taking care of humans, he'll take care of you, his player.

Markus would treat you with care regardless of how you shaped his personality.

He owes it to you, after all.

He... he's indebted to you after everything you've done together.

You made him this way, he's yours.

Markus hasn't seen other humans like you and would probably isolate you.

You're his whole world.

He doesn't care about the other humans in this world, or the fact he's the only android, all he cares about is feeling you in his arms.

He's protective of his yandere but depending on the route you took with him he'll either be violent or calm with it.

Markus wants to keep up the idea of you just relying on him.

He has only ever known you as his partner... the same should be with you.

When Markus enters the real world, he begins to isolate you.

He feels it should just be you and him.

You could be a girlfriend or just a close companion, Markus dedicates himself to you either way.

Markus may even think of ways to bring you back to his world.

He doesn't ever want to part from you again.

But, why do you look at him with so much fear?

There's no need to be scared of him...

Markus is your partner... your host in the game... yours...

You're his partner... his player... all his until the end... aren't you?

#yandere detroit become human #yandere dbh markus #yandere self aware au

[cheerclaw]

Meet the OCs: Saltburn (she/her) - @nanistar

Saltburn is a laid back, relaxed senior warrior who lives in SaguaroClan, one of the three friendly Clans of the sunny Mojave desert. She is a bit odd, having a bald patch on her nose, and extra sensitive eyes that keep her from going out a lot during the day, but she remains cheerful. She loves her MarshClan mate Hollowspur and her best friend, the SaguaroClan healer Silversky. Little does she know, she is actually a lost child of Bonestar, the leader of MoonClan; a long forgotten Clan that was banished to the nearby abandoned copper mine over 100 years ago….

Mothsight the Watcher (he/she/they) - @sp1resong

Mothsight is a warrior of RotClan, having joined alongside her best friend Mushroompelt when they were both six moons old. He is a protagonist of The Poison Beneath (@thepoisonbeneath), which I am once again shamelessly plugging [here be MANY spoilers btw if you don't want those uh. don't read further] They are, more than anything else, curious. No amount of knowledge is enough. She'd throw herself headfirst into a dark pit just to see what was at the bottom--actually, he kind of does do that! though he first enters the Labyrinth (df equivalent) alongside Mushroompelt while searching for the latter's missing partner Jonny, she quickly develops a… fascination with the place and with its nature. Their curiosity draws the attention of Darnerstare the Clarity, one of the Labyrinth's Centers (most powerful spirits, who work alongside Sporefall the Decay as sort of secondary leaders), who begins to walk in Mothsight's dreams. The Clarity, as the Labyrinth's resident Eye Imagery and Knowledge Guy, offers to give Mothsight the knowledge, the /clarity/ he seeks. Though she is at first hesitant (they are curious, not stupid), they ultimately agree when the Clarity shows him just how much he stood to gain--notably, the power to wander the territory and visit the Labyrinth in her sleep, and the ability to walk in others' dreams. The cost--relying on the Clarity to sustain them--was great, but worth it, they reasoned, and they took on the role of his host, and the title of Watcher. after Mushroompelt-as-the-Catalyst breaks the seals on the Labyrinth (long story), it is Mothsight who undergoes the most drastic physical changes, getting a solid two new eyeballs. . okay i almost said diversity win i'm not sure if that's what i meant there regardless, with the boundaries between dreams and waking thoroughly blurred and the source of their power unconstrained, Mothsight grows WAY more powerful. actually, she in all honesty doesn't want the 'apocalypse' to end! but everyone else is suffering and though he's undergone a sort-of corruption arc he's not That bad. now, there aren't many choices here. Icarus says that they need to destroy the Labyrinth, freeing the trapped spirits (it was the fact that they were within the Labyrinth and unable to decay and join the Forever Free [StarClan equivalent] that angered them so, after all), but this would destroy Mothsight's power--and, in all likelihood, kill her. Mothsight instead develops a plan to seal the Labyrinth away again without destroying it, which would save her life and power /but/ doom the trapped spirits to be bound forever--or, not forever, which is part of the problem! the Labyrinth's escape would be all but an inevitability, it'd just put it off for some generations more so that /these/ cats don't have to deal with it. still, this is the plan that most agree to--except for Icarus. Icarus goes behind the others' back and, within a sort-of-dream, attempts to sacrifice his own life setting fire to the peat bogs in their entirety (largely a symbolic thing, not literal. although the dying is literal). Mothsight, however, walks in his dreams and catches him in the act. there's a confrontation, it's very emotional, blah blah blah. anyways they both die. i'm too tired to explain this in a fancy way sorry theyre just fucking died also they're canonically aroace. diversity win!

[Back to the grade]

#cheer wcoct 2

[piracytheorist]

Episode 35 screaming notes!

So what if I'm emotional over a fictional, fake family spending one day of vacations together?

I love Twilight's comment about how he's glad the SSS is looking out for the bombing threat (and we know it's in vain), but it still puts him on edge to be stared at like this. He trusts them to protect civilian life (and Ostania's pride and joy of a ship) but he doesn't trust trust them, you get what I mean?

We shan't forget. The one thing this man can't pretend to be is someone who is having genuine fun and we'll drag his ass about it and then cry because this is a direct result of his traumatic childhood

Loid blushing when he spots Yor is so precious. I think it might be him blushing half because she saw his dorky skipping and half because… well. He might be falling in love :)

He notices the swelling on Yor's face, but I think he wouldn't even suspect her at this point. He sounded mostly worried about her.

And of course, Anya wasn't plaguing her with questions because she knows all, but it's funny that neither went like "Isn't our super curious five six-year-old going to ask where this bruise and swelling is from?"

SCREAMS

The following montage was absolutely adorable, and the insert song just made it even cuter. I love how it was Anya who lead them to each activity; neither Loid nor Yor had to drag her around anywhere, their attention was on her and on what she wanted. They even explored a cave! She was their priority, she truly must have had an amazing time and this is such a sweet way to end this cruise!

I mean, look. One of the ways Twilight learns how to parent is by fearing 24/7 that his daughter may fall. Very normal things.

Maybe it's because I'm the youngest child, so whenever we were out as a family and I asked to do something my parents would usually decline, because they had two more kids to look after and a place to go, but I have a lot of appreciation for the Forgers going around the resort and stopping to do whatever and anything Anya asked to do.

Very normal man who is definitely not an elite-trained spy trying to fit in. Normal things.

And like. Okay. Yor looking at Anya with such a soft face as Anya is having pure unrestrained fun is one thing.

BUT THEN THEY HIT US WITH THIS???

OH MY GOD. MY GOD. THIS MAN IS IN LOVE AND HE HAS NO FUCKING CLUE.

Like, for real. I can't stop looking at this. It's just his eyes but there's so much longing and yearning in them and also some sadness because deep down he thinks that what he wants is something he'll never get but this is really deep because it'll take him about three to five business years to accept he's grown feelings.

Like. It's not just "growing feelings" anymore. You don't look at someone like THIS when you're just "warming up" to them. He'd grown so accustomed to life with the Forgers that after Yor was away - though in the very same ship as them - for a couple of days he went all yearning looks and doe-y eyes at her when he met with her again. He's in LOVE.

I am so excited to see how their dynamic will develop from now on! It's gone on an entirely new page!

Anyway. I love how Yor went like "Oh they might see the wound on my chest" for the snorkeling but when she saw they could wear wetsuits she went like oh that's okay then and DIDN'T WORRY AT ALL ABOUT THE FACT THAT SHE'D GET SALTWATER ON HER WOUNDS. THIS WOMAN EATS HOT COALS FOR BREAKFAST AND WHITE HOT IRONS FOR LUNCH.

I mean, I'm guessing she is a fast healer and her wounds are not openly bleeding anymore but still. Hardcore.

And of course she'd beat the shit out of sharks. It's funny seeing the trio try to come up with excuses now but I think it's going to be a different type of good post-reveal, cause they'll be like "I have nothing to hide" and act on their abilities without a single moment of hesitation. Imagine Yor beating up sharks and Loid and Anya looking at her with heart eyes.

Aw, but look at them snorkeling. It's Yor who is holding Anya. I wonder what Yor's thinking is on that since she thinks that Loid is Anya's biological father and has been longer in her life. I doubt she thinks anything bad about Loid, but it is something that would make someone wonder.

I was so impressed by everything in the episode up until that point that I completely missed what the dialogue there was XD I only had more thoughts after I rewatched it.

Anya is having fun looking at the colourful fish. Yor has hunting in mind. Loid is… not impressed XD

Though very light, this could be a reflection of their characters. Anya is a child full of curiosity for the world, easily impressed by new stuff; she loved the aquarium, and she loved seeing new fish from up close.

Yor's encounters with animals were either for hunting (for food) or with guard dogs from people she was sent to kill. She understands the concept of pet animals, of course, but it seems to be a "secret third option", as tumblr would say. Her first instincts are either hunting or fighting, and since those fish were too small to be any threat (I mean, she's confident about fighting sharks), her mind went to food.

And then you have Loid. His wide knowledge of the world has rendered him almost incapable of getting impressed. There's nothing new for him to learn in anything… except for child rearing, of course. And maybe human connection. And so, he seems to be looking at those two in the last shot.

Just like Gram, Anya gets thrown around by a professional, super strong assassin and she just goes like "Again!" And Loid doesn't even make a comment about Yor pushing Anya too strong. He really took to heart and meant it when he told Yor that her being strong is one of the things that make her an amazing mother.

AND THEN THAT SCENE

I had guessed right, as Yor had indeed not rested at all for the entire three days of the cruise and had a long and intense fight the night before. AND THUS FANSERVICE HAPPENS <3 <3 <3

DON'T MIND IF I DO <3

ENDO KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING <3

No but seriously, there's a lot to love about this moment. Apart from how cute it is, Twilight at first only seems annoyed by how this attracts attention to them. He was already alert from how the SSS was looking at everyone, this would only add to his uneasiness.

But it doesn't take long for him to find an excuse for his wife. Blaming all her exhaustion on her work, being thankful for her going along with everything Anya asked to do, and smiling at her!! Bruh!! And he STILL can't see it, this man is such a good liar he can even lie to himself!!

Seriously the way Eguchi delivered those lines? Superb <3

AND THEN THE FAMILY THEME PLAYED AND I WAS LOSING MY MIND.

They didn't have to go so hard T_T It was a relaxing (and quite prolonged!) chapter to wrap up the cruise arc, but it was wonderful T_T

Even the Handler is up to him, though. Fullmetal Lady won't fall for his emotionally constipated bullshit.

AND I THOUGHT IT COULDN'T GET ANY CUTER!

She even drew the family in their colours! Yor in red, herself in pink, and Loid in a muted green! I can see Yor holding one of her stilettos, but what is the other thing? A rose? I don't think I can tell what Anya is doing in the drawing, but Loid looks like he's holding a bomb? Or a surfboard?

AAAAAHHH It was wonderful!! T_T

The parts with Yor and her coworkers and Yuri and Lieutenant Guy were actually added by the anime! I feel Yor about the gifts. I'm so bad at gifts you have no idea. And Yuri is on another level, he doesn't stop talking about his sister and he tells Lieutenant Guy "Are you psychic or something" and he's like "Sure sure". And this being this kind of show I was like "MAYBE???" but yeah no he was just messing with Yuri XD

Hey psst. You know what will look even more convincing? If you both slept on those pillows 👀👀 next to each other 👀👀

I was cringing so hard at the scene in the school! Anya! We love you as you are, you don't need to go embarrass yourself!

It was interesting, though, to see that Damian stayed out of it all. It's proof that he can mind his business and keep his opinion to himself. I hope he learns to do that more often.

Becky continues being best friend material <3 Anya is so lucky for real

It's been less than a week

It's so funny to me that the anime added the detail that it was Loid who picked the snacks for Yuri. I wonder how quickly Yuri would spit them out upon learning that XD

My mans tired. I felt kinda sad for him ngl XD

Okay, this was hilarious. His paternal instincts are starting to kick in to the point where he imagines teaching Anya the proper methods of deception. It was also funny that as Yuri was imagining his speech, I went like "Uhm you lie to your sister no?" and before I got to finish that thought, the excuses kicked in.

And Anya is starting to learn that actions have consequences.

This isn't what she manipulated two enemies of the state into adopting her for.

TWO EPISODES LEFT T_T I might have to pick up making crack recaps again for however long the next hiatus will last :'D

#Spy x Family #sxf spoilers #sxf reaction

[dreamcatchers-husband]

New Family Member

Male Reader X Aespa Karina

Word Count:7500+

Tags: wedding night, Creampie, Breeding, Dirty Talk

This is part 2 to my Siyeon fic. here is pt1 if you didnt read it 

Two months have passed since your wedding night with Siyeon and things have been slowly getting better. You two don’t hate each other anymore. Sure there is still bickering but it’s ok. Another thing that helps is that she is carrying your child but you do hope you get to love her more. 

“Are we almost there yet?”

“Siyeon. You should know how long it takes to get to the hall.”

“Yeah I know but I figured I would give you a headache.” 

Laughter fills the car as you both just chuckle at her childish antics. A few more minutes pass as you arrive at the hall and park your vehicle. Walking towards the entrance you can see the location is already full of other werewolves of your pack. The other wolves bow in respect to the alphas as you finally enter. 

Seeing the hall full of laughter and smiles made you happy. Walking towards the front you could see the werewolf's elders standing in the front. Once an alpha steps down from their position they can become an elder which still holds massive power in a pack. If all elders vote on a matter against the alpha they can override their decision but that is very rarely done. 

Currently, there are 5 elders in this pack which consists of Siyeon’s parents and your own as well as your grandfather. 

“My dear grandson! It’s very good to see you. Siyeon, my new granddaughter. I hope you and my great-grandchild are good as well.” 

“Thank you, grandfather. Yes, I am doing well and the baby is well also.” 

As you take a look at your parents the look of uneasiness is on their faces. 

“As much as I don’t mind the family reunions I’m still curious why the elders called this meeting.” 

“Um, why don’t you two sit down with the rest of the wolves and your grandfather will start the meeting.” 

All you can do is nod in agreement with what your mother said. Sitting down in the front row with your wife the stage is now given to the elders as they stand in front ready to speak. 

“My fellow werewolves. I am happy to see you all here for our meeting. I hope you are all in good health as well as your families.” 

Small yes’s fill the room as silence falls again. 

“I am glad you are all well but this meeting is not gonna be good news for you all. I was informed last night that we are one of the last remaining werewolves packs in the world. All packs outside of South Korea have fallen.” 

Gasps fill the room as everyone begins to murmur in panic. 

“Who’s left then?” A werewolf in the back yelled. 

“The east pack. Which is why we called you all here. Let’s welcome the east pack under our protection!.” 

As your father finished his sentence the doors opened as the east pack walked into the hall. Being respectful you and your wife stand up and walk up next to the elders. More and more werewolves fill the room as they sit down leaving three wolves standing at the entrance, the Yoo family. 

Eventually, they stand in front of you; the alphas of the east pack and their daughter, and bow before you and the elders. Having another set of alphas bow towards you and your family feels weird but you acknowledge their bow and help them up. 

“Young-Jae, Mirae, I’m glad to see your family and pack in good health.” 

“Thank you Daewon. I’m just gonna be frank that we need your pack’s protection. As you know the east pack has speed as our strongest trait but due to that we always ran from fights and never really trained.” 

“Due to this we the elders agreed to welcome the east pack under our protection with one condition, they must submit and join the pack.” 

“So the east pack will be joining our pack then?” 

“Correct Siyeon.” 

Looking towards the Yoo's, your eyes meet with their daughter, Jimin, or her nickname, Karina. Karina, unlike Siyeon, always got along with you growing up so much that you developed feelings for her. Yes, you had feelings for Karina but never acted on them. 

“Karina, it’s really good to see you.” 

“It’s really good to see you too, Oppa.”

Karina steps forward a bit ready to hug you until a growl is heard near you. Looking to the side, the sight of Siyeon protecting her territory from another female. Your father-in-law grabs Siyeon, calming her down. Despite the growls from your wife you still hug Karina, happy to see her. Once you let go of the hug on her, Karina walks toward Siyeon nervously and bows in respect. The look of annoyance is prominent on Siyeon’s face but she bows back and looks away. 

“Well, that went better than I thought. Now if the guards could please bring the ceremonial knives!” 

“Wait dad, why do we need ceremonial knives?”

As the knives are brought forward you see Karina and her father pick them up. 

“The transfer of alpha status will now begin!” 

You didn’t even have time to argue as both of them cut their palms and joined them together. 

“My daughter Karina. Do you promise to uphold the values I taught you and help lead the pack to greatness?” 

“I do father!” 

“Then you are now the alpha of the east pack.” 

The glow of red appears in Karina’s eyes. She’s now the alpha of her pack. 

“Daewon, why did you look uneasy that whole time?” 

“Siyeon do you not realize what this means?” 

“What? What am I missing?” 

“My dear daughter, I guess I need to remind you but I will also inform the packs.” 

As Mr.Lee walks forward all you can do is stand next to Siyeon ready to grab her for when she jumps. 

“My fellow werewolves. When a pack merger happens with a male werewolf and a female werewolf one thing must happen before. Marriage between the two wolves.” 

“YAH WHAT?” 

All you could do is hold on to Siyeon as she began to try to jump towards Karina. 

“Shhh sweetie calm down for a second and let me talk to them. I’m sure you being this angry isn’t good for our baby either.” 

The reminder of your future child calms down Your wife as she just looks down. Walking closer to the elders you get ready to talk to them. 

“I'm already married. I don’t want to do this.” 

“Daewon I’m sorry but it needs to happen to combine the packs and the east pack needs our abilities as well.” 

“Mom, dad. Mr. and Mrs. Lee. Do you Four agree with this?” 

“Daewon, yes we do. We know it’s not normal but it happened in old times when werewolves were about to go extinct and we are now at that same problem. This new generation of werewolves with the abilities combined will be stronger than ever and will be able to survive against the hunters.” 

“No, I'm sorry but I don’t agree with this. I won’t do it.” 

“Is that your final decision as the alpha?” 

“Yes, dad.” 

“Then I’m sorry, but we as elders override your decision and force you to marry Karina. Your wedding will be in three days as well as the mating process afterward.” 

You wanted to argue, but even you can’t disobey an order from the elders.

“V-Very well.” 

Siyeon stands next to you and bows and nods her head. 

“Very well.” 

The elders each nod towards you and step forward. 

“The wedding will be in three days and I expect you all to be here!. Thank you for attending and you all can leave now.” 

The packs all stand and bow towards the elders as they all begin to leave the hall. 

“We will leave you three to speak for a bit. See you all at the wedding.” 

With that said your grandfather and the others all leave you, your wife, and Karina. The room is silent for a bit until Karina speaks up. 

“Daewon, I know this is a really weird situation but I have every intention of being a great wife and being loyal to you.” 

“Yeah, this is a really weird situation. I’ll try to be open to all this.” 

Small growls hit your ears as you look to the side and face your wife. 

“Fuck this I’m out of here.” 

“Siyeon wait!”

It didn’t matter how much you yelled for Siyeon, she ran out of the hall. Following behind her you see her enter your shared vehicle and drive off. Honestly, you can’t blame her for being this angry. Sure she didn’t want to marry you in the first place but now that you were she wanted her husband to only care for her. 

“Such a weird situation. You should head after your wife. I’ll see you at our wedding.” 

Looking back you could see the look of concern on your fiancé. 

“Go after her.” 

“Thank you and I’m sorry. I’ll see you in three days.” 

Once you say your farewells your legs begin to move picking up speed as you jump in the air and change into your wolf form. It’s always so amazing being in this form with the air hitting your face as you run. All of your senses pick up the beauty of nature as you get closer to your home. Finally arriving home you change back into your human form and enter your home. Grabbing clothes that were next to the front door you change into them and walk towards your bedroom, the sound of crying filling your home. 

Opening the bedroom door you are hit with the sight of your wife on the bed crying. Your heart nearly shattered hearing those sounds leave her mouth. 

“Siyeon, sweetie.” 

Your wife jumped a little hearing your voice. Quickly cleaning up her face she looks at you with an angry stare. 

“Shouldn't you be talking to your new wife?” 

“Siyeon, she ain’t my wife yet. You are my wife right now.” 

“Exactly! Right now! What happens when you marry her? I’m thrown to the back of your mind as well as our child!?” 

“That won’t happen Siyeon.” 

“You think I never noticed how you look at her as we all grew up together. You were clearly in love with her, probably still do love her and you will forget us.” 

Laying down on the bed you wrap Siyeon in your arms, hugging her. 

“I’m not even gonna lie to you. Yes, I had feelings for her but I’m sure she never did like me back. And yes the feelings remain there but I love you Siyeon. I love you and our child so I will never forget about you two.” 

Kissing Siyeon on the forehead you can feel her relax a bit. 

“I’m probably gonna still be mad when she kisses you and such at first but I will learn. I saw how you didn’t want to marry another girl as well.” 

“Yeah, I didn’t. I’m happy with our little family but I guess it will just be expanding now.” 

Siyeon snuggles more into your arms as she closes her eyes. 

“Was that the first time you told me you love me genuinely?” 

“I guess it was. I mean it, Siyeon, I love you and our little one there. I will make sure to love you just as much as I will love Karina and that child. Just relax a bit ok?” 

“Fine, fine. Speaking of the wedding, will you be getting another suit made for your wedding with her?” 

“Yeah. If I remember, Karina has always liked black and white so we will probably go for those colors.” 

“Well, have fun with that. I’ll be at the wedding but that night I will be staying with my parents. Please do it in one of the spare bedrooms. I will order a bigger bed for this room if we all sleep in here taking care of the kids later on.” 

“Ok wolfie, I love you.” 

“Yeah yeah.

Exhaustion takes over the both of you, quickly falling asleep. 

Two days pass as you are currently at your suit fitting, with Karina’s father. 

“So how are you feeling?” 

“I’m ok. I had to talk with Siyeon and calm her down but she understands it’s not up to us.” 

“Well, I know this is not “normal” for sure but I’m certain you will be the best husband and father to those children.” 

“Thank you. I just feel bad for Karina getting thrown into this.” 

“Well, she’s a sweet girl. I’m sure she understands it’s for the best and doesn’t mind getting thrown in as you said. But please look after my little girl well.” 

“You have my word I will.” 

Finally, it’s the day of the wedding. Currently standing in the grand hall you found yourself nervous in the front. Siyeon sat next to her parents waiting for the rest of the guests to arrive. 

“You need to calm down.” 

“Sorry, I’m just nervous.” 

“Don’t worry. I’m sure you will be a great husband to Karina.” 

Before you could get another word out music begins to play as everyone stands up from their seats. The front doors open as you see Youngjae walking towards the front, grabbing onto him. The fully black outfit helps show off the purple hair she has and her amazing smile. 

After a minute passes, Karina and her father are in front of you. Letting go of her daughter, Youngjae comes up and hugs you. 

“Please look after her.” 

“I will.” 

As Youngjae walks off the stage of the hall, Karina stands in front of you looking towards the floor. 

“Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the wedding between Song Daewon and Yoo Jimin. Now, this isn’t your typical marriage but I’m sure they will make it work for the unity of the pack. As you all know once Jimin marries Daewon the unity between the north pack and the east pack will take place and you will all inherit the different abilities. When it comes to the east pack your incredible speed and the north pack's abilities to transform at all times. These combinations we hope will make us all stronger against wolf hunters.” 

Looking to the side you see all the werewolves nod in agreement happy to be inheriting all these abilities.

“Daewon, Jimin, I ask you both to hold each other’s hands right now please.” 

As you nod towards your father you reach out towards Karina’s hands. Yours are shaking like crazy, but you can’t help but notice Karina’s hands are shaking like crazy as well. Finally holding on to her hands you look towards Karina’s face, trying to make eye contact but she is looking towards the ground still. 

“Hey, Karina. Look at me, it’s ok.” 

You see her start to raise her head and look into your eyes. A small tint of red appears on her cheeks as she smiles at you. 

“Daewon, do you promise to take care of Jimin and love her? Do you promise to accept the east pack into your pack and protect them as they will become your own?” 

“I do.” 

“Jimin, do you promise to love and care for Daewon? Do you promise as an alpha for the united packs to care for all of them and put their needs above your own?” 

“Yes, I do.”

“Then by the power vested in me by South Korea, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” 

That was honestly a quick wedding but Hearing those six words makes your heart start to pound. The whole hall is now watching you two, waiting for the kiss. What surprises you the most about this situation is when Karina begins to lean in for the kiss. Knowing you have to do it you grab onto your wife’s face and kiss her lips. Karina was surprised a bit at how you just grabbed her but she quickly melts into the kiss. 

You aren’t quite sure how much time has passed as you start to hear a cough next to you. Pulling back from the kiss you see your father just laughing as you all then look at the crowd. The entire place fills with cheers as they all stand up happily. At that moment all the wolf's eyes shine yellow as they all start to receive each other’s abilities. 

“We are all now one pack!. Ok enough with formalities! Let’s go party at the reception!”

The entire hall claps and begins to leave the hall as you are left with your family. Hugs go all around as you embrace your parents first and then your new in-laws. 

“And the lee’s?” 

“They said they would see you at the reception.” 

You simply nod in agreement knowing it was probably Siyeon who wanted to leave the wedding quickly.

“Well, we shouldn't keep our guests waiting long then. Let’s head to the reception.” 

Seeing everyone nod in agreement you head to the limo that was waiting for all of you. The ride was quick as you all arrived at the same hall you had your reception with Siyeon. The doors to the limo open as the driver helps all of you step out. Now out of the limo; you all head to the front door ready to enter until your parents stop you. 

“Wait thirty seconds and then enter.” 

Nodding in agreement with your parents, you and Karina wait for the time to pass and open the doors. Cheers are heard all around that nearly leave you deaf. You can’t help but smile seeing how happy everyone is in the hall. Well, almost everyone. You can’t help but notice the sulking Siyeon sitting with her family. 

All you can do is mouth I'm sorry to Your other wife as she nods her head, eating cake. You aren’t even gonna argue that the cake is for later in the reception with her. 

“Over here for your family photos!.” 

Running over to the photographer you get behind the white backdrop and smile for the camera. A few shots are taken as the photographer looks back up from his camera. 

“Hug your wife from behind!”

It’s almost a replay of your last wedding as you are told to do the same. Getting behind Karina you wrap your arms around her and smile. Your cheeks feel like they are on fire as you just look forward at the camera. Holding Karina in your arms you feel little shakes showing she is nervous. 

“Ok thank you!” 

Now that the photos are over you both walk over, Finally sitting down at your designated table. You take a small look at Karina as she is smiling at guests all over. You haven’t said a word to her yet, you think but she is causing you to feel butterflies in your stomach. Just as you are about to talk to Karina your meal is in place right in front of the both of you. Steak dinner with Demi glazed vegetables. 

“Ladies and gentlemen. Dinner is being served to you all now. We thank you for coming to the reception. I am Mr.Song and I will be your host tonight.” 

All you can do is shake your head, amazed that your father wants everyone to call him Mr.Song.

“Now I see that you are all enjoying your dinner so I will be back in a few minutes once I see most of you have finished your meals!.”

As your father runs off the dance floor everyone continues to eat their meals and make small talk all around. A few minutes later The sound of coughing catches your ears as you look to the side to find the source. The sight of your wife coughing nonstop worries you as your legs drag you with a glass of water in hand. 

Handing Karina the water she quickly drinks the glass and places it down. 

“You ok Karina?” 

“Yeah, *cough cough* I choked on air.”

“I hate when that happens.” 

After a few seconds, Karina stops coughing and smiles at you. 

“Thank you.” 

“Hey, I gotta make sure my wife is ok at our wedding reception.” 

Before you could get another word out the sound of your father fills the reception hall. 

“I see most of you are already done with your meals so we will continue with the father-daughter and mother son dance. I ask both Daewon and Jimin to please come out to the dance floor.” 

With those words spoken you and your wife head out to your mother and her father and start to dance. Your ears quickly pick up the sound of the song as it was the same song as your wedding with Siyeon. 

“We figured you could just stick with the same song we learned before. Only Jimin and her father would need to learn this waltz.” 

“It Still feels weird as it’s the same song from my wedding with Siyeon. I don’t want to disrespect either of my wives.” 

“I ran it past Siyeon and she said you have two left feet when it comes to dancing so sure.” 

“Aish!. Of course, she said that.” 

Almost as if the universe listened to your complaint, you stumble over your left foot and catch your balance quickly. The sound of Siyeon laughing hits your ears as you look toward her. You wanted to be angry at her but seeing her laughing when she was sulking earlier made you forget about even being angry at her. 

“Sweetie, look at me.” 

Looking at your mom she gives you a face that shows she’s sorry

“I’m so sorry we put you in this situation but it’s needed so that the packs stay alive.” 

“No, I understand mom. I just feel weird about all this. You know how I felt about Karina before and now I’m married to her. On top of that, I married Siyeon who I have finally learned to care for. At this point I’m rambling but I’m just concerned about how this will work.”

“This may be easier said than done but love them both. They will both be your wives and mother to your children. I know you can love them both.” 

Yeah, that was easier said than done but you knew it was true. You have to be able to love them both as they both are some of the most important women in your life now. 

“I’ll try my best, mom. Thank you for trying to help.” 

The slow waltz that was playing ends as you hug your mother and pull back. 

“Ok. Thank you to the parents for dancing with their kids but I’m sure we are all excited to see the newlyweds have their dance right?” 

Cheers fill the room as you go and stand next to Karina.

“Alright then. Let’s play the music and see them dance!” 

The music begins and as if you are lucky it’s a different one than your dance with Siyeon. Grabbing her hand and waist you begin to pull her with you, dancing. There is silence between the two of you until your mind is made up to talk to her. 

“Hey. How are you feeling wolfie?” 

“I-I’m ok.” 

“Karina. Why are you stuttering so much today?” 

“S-Stuttering?”

“Yeah like right now.” 

“O-Oh.”

“Come on Jimin. I’m your husband now. What’s up?” 

As you continue to sway side to side with your wife, she takes a deep breath and looks right into your eyes. 

“How can I not be nervous when I just married the guy I have loved all my life?” 

“W-What?” 

“Hehe, now you’re stuttering.” 

“You’ve loved me all your life?” 

“I figured we would speak about this later tonight but I guess now is the time. We grew up together, and unlike you and Siyeon who always bickered, we got closer. With time I saw how you were a great man, you cared for others. The one-on-one time we spent made me fall for you.”

Hearing those words from Karina surprised you. In your head, the feelings you had were one-sided, that she was just being your best friend. 

“I thought you only saw me as a friend. Karina, I have been in love with you for years as well.”

Shock is the look on both of your faces. 

“What made you fall for me?” 

“Are you kidding me? How could I not when I saw how you want to protect everyone? You always wanted to make sure your friends are happy in life and did all you could to assure that. The time we spent together just showed me how you grew up to be an amazing woman.” 

Hearing that she loved you back made your heart nearly explode out of your chest. Almost as if there were magnets on your lips you kiss Karina. Cheers fill the room as you continue to kiss your new wife until both of your lungs need air. 

“Alright thank you to the new couple for sharing their first dance with us. You may sit back down in your seats as the guest may now go and congratulate you.” 

Going back to your seats the guests one by one stand up and congratulate you both on your wedding. As more guests begin to come up your nose is hit with a scent you recognize a bit. It’s a bit different but it’s coming from Karina, her mating pheromones. As a female pack member comes up to say her congratulations you notice a look of anger appears on Karina’s face. You know what’s gonna happen. 

As Karina stands up from her seat and tries to jump towards the poor girl you grab her and hold her back. 

“Hey hey hey. Calm down, she’s just being nice.” 

Karina begins to calm down as you see her begin to sniff you. 

“What is this smell?” 

“It’s the mating pheromones that we both put out on our wedding night to mate.” 

Slowly the smell of the pheromones fill your mind as you want to jump on her. Everyone recognizes what’s happening and moves to the side to let you both leave. 

Looking towards Siyeon you can see she looks at you and nods, telling you to just go. Grabbing Karina’s hand you run towards the entrance exiting the building and entering the limo. The driver doesn’t need to be told as he drives you home. You're thankful for the partition between you and the front seat as you aggressively kiss Karina all over. Lust clouding your thoughts.

You aren’t sure how much time passes as you notice the car stop and the side door open. Your legs move on their own as you pull out Karina from the limo to the front door. Entering the passcode you finally enter your home and pull your wife to her new room. 

As you close the door you feel your wife push you onto the bed as she jumps on top, kissing you once more. Your hands begin to room her body as you start with her back moving to her waist and then her ass. As you get handfuls of her beautiful behind, moans fill the room from your new wife. 

Cold air begins to hit your chest as your spouse quickly unbuttons your shirt. You didn’t even notice she took off your tie as she ripped the rest of your shirt off fiercely. The warmth from her hands fills your mind as she moves them all around, grabbing anything she can. Pulling back from the kiss you can’t help but stare at a pair of things that have always caught your attention growing up. Almost as if your wife was reading your mind she pulls open her top showing you her black bra. 

“Go ahead, honey. These are yours now.” 

Hearing the pet name honey made your heart beat faster somehow as you unhooked the back of her bra, showing you her large Breast. Your hands grab the handfuls of her boobs and give them little squeezes but these little touches won’t do anything to calm your lust. Letting go of her boobs, your mouth attaches to her right nipple, sucking it as aggressively as you can. 

“That’s right. Keep sucking my titties, my body is yours now.

The continued sucks you gave to her nipple had Karina's moans filling up the room. A few seconds pass as you move your attention to her left breast, continuing the assault on your beloved’s breast. Swirling your tongue around her nipple gets you harder and harder with each swirl. Your hands move to her waist as you pull down on her skirt, ripping it off her body. In your act of aggression, you managed to also rip off her black panties as your wife stands in front of you fully nude. 

“W-Wow. You are so beautiful Karina.” 

“And you’re so handsome.” 

You suddenly feel Karina’s hands grab onto your belt. The shy girl from your wedding is slowly disappearing as she unbuckles your belt and pulls down your pants. Leaving you in just your underwear your eyes notice a smirk appear on Karina’s face, her hand beginning to rub your clothed shaft. 

“Fuck, look at how hard you are honey. Why don’t I let that dick of yours breathe?” 

Seeing your wife reach for the band to your underwear prompts you to raise your hip as she lets your dick free. A look of shock appears on Karina’s face as she is face to face with your rod. 

“Well well well. My husband really has a nice cock. So big honey. Let me help you take care of that.” 

You had an idea of what your wife was gonna do. Once her lips wrapped around your dick you were in complete bliss as she slowly began to give your tip small sucks. 

“Fuckkkkkk. Such a good girl.” 

You can see a smirk appear on Karina’s face after you said that.

“Come on sweetie. Keep sucking my cock.” 

With that invitation Karina moved her mouth back to your crotch, slowly licking your length up and down. Reaching your tip, her tongue swirled all around licking your most sensitive spot. Your legs begin to shake as Her lips form a seal on your dick once more. The small sucks from before continue as you bring your hand to her head. Slow bobs start from your wife as you encourage her to keep going. 

Karina picking up on what you were telling her begins to lower her mouth deeper and deeper on your dick. Your length makes its way farther and farther down as you reach the end of her throat. Seconds pass as you see Karina is still with your cock down her throat. Pulling back on her hair you remove your wife off your dick and caress her face. 

“Sweetie as good as that feels I don’t want you to choke or do it if you don’t enjoy it.” 

As you were waiting for a response Karina swallowed your whole length back down her throat, with no intention of letting you go. You can see your wife’s nostrils flare up as she takes air in to continue deep throating your cock. Finally, after a few more seconds Karina pulls off of your cock and goes back to licking your tip. 

“Fuck. Karina, I'm gonna cum soon if you continue.” 

“Awe already?” 

You could hear the slight disappointment as she asked that question.

“I’m sorry but the last time I had sex was my wedding night with Siye…” 

You didn’t even get to finish that sentence as you felt your spouse's hand tighten around your cock suddenly. It was a complete surprise and was starting to hurt a bit. 

“Karina, baby that hurts a bit.” 

“Good. I don’t want to hear you mention that whore on our special night.” 

Looking at Karina’s eyes you notice them flash red for a second showing it’s her wolf side being protective over her territory. 

“Yes she’s your other wife but tonight I’m the only woman you should care about. How about I give you a treat your other lover couldn’t give you?” 

Karina at that moment raises her upper body, bringing it closer to your rod. As you see her hands reach for her breast your kind finally recognizes what she is about to do. A soft sensation wraps back around your cock as Karina wraps her large Tits around your cock. At first, you love how soft and warm it feels but your mind recognizes the sensations of pleasure as Karina begins to move her breast up and down on your cock. Your first tit fuck ever and it was amazing. 

“F-Fuck Karina. That feels amazing.” 

“I’m glad you are enjoying yourself, Oppa. I’m gonna make sure these tits make you cum. Your other wife can’t do this, can she?” 

“N-No.” 

“I thought so. Now let’s get you to shoot a fat load all over my tits.” 

The speed at which Karina begins to move her boobs on your cock is almost inhuman. Your peak is arriving and your wife can tell by how you are throbbing between her cleavage. 

“Oppa. I told you I want you to drop a load on my tits so fucking do it!”

The aggressiveness in Karina’s tone was just the thing to drive you to the edge as you feel your first shot of semen leave your body. Four more shots of cum leave your cock as it shots over her massive tits. A few seconds pass as you feel your cock leave the warmth of your wife’s breasts and relax for a bit. Seeing the mess you made all over your wife made your cock twitch, wanting another round already. 

“Fuck. I haven’t came that hard in a while.” 

“I’m glad I could help love.” 

Look at Karina you see her fingers drag all over her chest, picking up your semen as she licks it off her finger after.

“Delicious. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself honey but I think I deserve a reward now too, right?” 

You didn’t even let Karina get another word out as you stood up and pushed her onto the bed. Brining your face to hers you quickly return to kissing her lips as you proceed to caress her body. Leaving her lips you moved to her neck, giving small bits a sucks to make sure everyone knew she was yours. The kisses and bites continued down to her breast, then to her toned stomach to her thighs. Once you give her thighs a few more kisses Karina parts open her legs showing you her cleanly shaved pussy. The smell that left her probates drove you mad as you continued your kisses, closer and closer to her pussy. 

Finally reaching her lips you proceed to give them a small kiss, hearing a small whimper leave your wife’s mouth. Your tongue leaves your mouth as you begin to give her lips small licks, savoring her sweet flavor. Bringing your hands up you proceed to spread open her lips a bit as your tongue begins to move farther in her hole. The whimpers continue as you explore Karina’s pussy. 

Being your first time with Karina you weren’t quite sure what it was she liked so you would move slowly with your tongue in her cavern and then pick up speed, listening to what it was your wife enjoyed. Karina seemed to enjoy a fast aggressive pace as you kept up the speed with your tongue. As you spread her lips open a bit more you can't help but notice a little nub in her pussy. A small flick with your tongue helped confirm you found her clit as her legs shook. 

“Fuck right there honey. Keep doing that!” 

Hearing from Karina what she enjoyed you continued to flick her clit with your tongue, giving small licks around as well to help her orgasm build up. You get an idea in your head as you bring your lips a little farther up, giving it a playful bite with your lips. The yells that leave Karina’s mouth help you know she likes that as you give her clit constant flicks, sucks, and bites. 

“I’m gonna cum, don’t stop please!.” 

Knowing your wife is almost at her peak you continue what you were doing, building up a bit more speed with your flicks on her clit. You feel Karina’s hands grab your head as she pulls you in deeper. Two, three, or four more flicks pass as a rush of fluids shoot out your wife’s pussy, screams filling the room. Karina closes her legs around your head as she continues to shake her entire body. You give her clit a few more licks as she begins to come down from her high, letting go of her hold on you. 

“That was amazing!” 

You laugh a little as you give her toned stomach a few more kisses until you stand up, your dick rock hard once again. Karina sees you rock hard and drops back down to her knees, stroking your cock. 

“As much fun as you eating me out was, we still have the main event. I see your friend is ready.” 

“He is but I think he needs to be a little wetter.” 

Your wife picking up what you were suggesting brings her face closer to your rod. The sight of your wife’s tongue makes you excited as you begin to feel the wet sensation on your cock. The warmth from Karina’s tongue feels amazing as she moves it up and down your rod. 

“Fuckkkkkk.” 

“Such a delicious cock, but as much as I would love your load down my throat we are here for another reason.” 

Your wife stands back up and lays her back on the bed. The sultry look in her eyes was one of the greatest things you have ever seen. 

“Come fuck me baby.” 

Those four words fill your drive as you walk towards Karina who spreads open her legs. Standing in front of your spouse you bring your length up to her lips, slowly moving it up and down teasing her. The teasing is just adding to the need you feel of fucking Karina. 

“HURRY UP AND… FUCK!” 

Before Karina could even finish her sentence you plunged your length into her pussy. You almost didn’t push yourself all the way in with how tight your beloved was. You can’t compare it to how Tight Siyeon was, both were just amazing feelings. 

Pulling back your hips you push yourself back into her walls, letting Karina adjust to your length with your slow thrusts. A minute passes as your thrusts continue in that slow motion until you see a look in Karina’s eyes. 

“Come on honey, fuck me like you mean it.” 

That look in Karina’s eyes lets you know she’s ready. Not wanting to keep her waiting, your hands grab her waist as you pull back and shove your cock with your full force. Gone are the slow little thrusts. Now they are ones full of energy and strength. After not having sex for a little bit you are finally blowing off some of the built-up sexual needs you have. 

As you continue to piston in and out of your wife you feel her walls start to clench around your dick. This added sensation drives you madder, somehow picking up even more speed. The room fills with grunts and moans as the continuous fucking drive you both insane. 

“Fuck, so good. Keep going Oppa.” 

Those words let you know to continue what you are doing as you move your hands to her shoulders, pulling her upper body closer to you. With Karina now in front of you your lips reattach to hers as you kiss her fiercely, pushing your tongue into her mouth. As your tongue chases hers you feel her walls begin to tighten around your rod. 

Karina pulling back from the kiss begins to yell as a rush of fluids shoots out of her pussy, her walls almost milking you of all the cum you had. Still somehow holding onto your load you slow down your thrusts to let your wife calm down for a second.  After thirty seconds you feel your wife begin to move her hips once more. 

“Jesus, how are you going already?” 

“I felt how close you were. We are here for you to get me pregnant so let’s do that.” 

Karina begins to pick up the speed in her hips as she brings her mouth to your neck, leaving behind love bites. 

You can feel your orgasm coming as Karina begins to clench her walls like before. 

“Come on Oppa. I’m doing all the work here. Fuck me like your little whore. I’m yours forever now.” 

Those words drive you to fuck her at your own fast pace like before. Your peek is arriving as you know you can hold on much longer. 

“I’m gonna fucking cum!” 

The nail in the coffin was the final words your wife whispered in your ears. 

“Shoot that load and put a baby in me.” 

With one final thrust, you begin to shoot your load into her pussy. You aren’t sure how many shots of your seed leave your body as you almost pass out from how hard you are cuming. You can feel your load shoot its way into the deepest depths of her cavern. As your peek ends you feel the same sensation as last time. Looking at Karina you can tell she is now carrying your child. Dropping on top of the bed you take deep breaths, calming down after that amazing orgasm. Your wife crawls up next to you as you both go to the pillows to relax. 

“Wow, that was just amazing .” 

“Yeah, god that was something else.” 

Looking into Karina’s eyes you can see her look of pure love. Your arms grab your wife’s face as you pull her in for a kiss. This kiss isn’t full of lust as before, it was one to show each other’s feelings towards each other. Pulling back from the kiss all you can do is smile at your spouse. 

“I love you Oppa.” 

“I-I love you too Jimin.” 

You can’t help but notice your wife’s eyes begin to flutter as she slowly falls asleep in your arms. This moment was just perfect. In this silent room, you finally have a moment to think about how crazy your life just got. You were now married to two fantastic women. Yes, you love both of these women. It may not have been the same as your story with Karina but you loved Siyeon also. But it’s best not to think about that right now, just enjoy this moment with Karina. Slowly your own eyes begin to flutter as you pass out from exhaustion. 

You aren’t sure what time it is as sunlight begins to hit your eyes. Taking a look around you can’t help but hear some sort of commotion coming downstairs. Concerned as you don’t see Karina your legs bring you to the source of the noise, your two wives in the kitchen. 

“I ALREADY MADE HIM BREAKFAST!.” 

“WELL TOO BAD!” 

“Um, what’s going on?” 

Both of your wives look at you and rush towards you. 

“Oppa! I made you breakfast.”

“Daewon, I brought you breakfast from your favorite restaurant.” 

“Oh thank you, both of you.” 

You walk over to the table, sitting down in front of both plates. The looks on both of their faces make you nervous as you grab some food from each plate and eat them. Both foods were delicious. You are thankful to both of your wives. 

“Thank you, both of you for the food.” 

Karina and Siyeon both get closer as they smile at you. It creeps you out a bit, to be honest. 

“So, who’s meal are you enjoying the most?” 

“Yeah, Oppa, who’s meal do you enjoy the most?” 

You ain’t gonna answer that question as you smile back at them. 

“I love both of my meals. I love you both for being so kind to me.” 

It wasn’t the answer they were hoping for but you could tell they were happy with that answer with the blush that appeared on both of their faces.

“Ok then Oppa, I’m gonna go set up some things in the shared room. Love ya, see ya later.” 

As Karina kissed your cheek you saw a look of jealousy appear on Siyeons face as she kissed your other cheek. 

“I’m gonna go make sure she doesn’t mess up our room. Bye, and I love you.” 

Siyeon runs off after she says that last line, concerned about the look of the room. You can hear the sound of arguing continue as you stand up to run back upstairs. 

These girls will probably always argue from now on but you will make sure to love them and your children always.

A/N- So this is my cop-out as a follow-up to another fic as it continues the story, just not the same idol. I am glad to have written a piece for Karina. Sorry if people wanted to see a follow-up to other fics but I'll work on those next or after a new fic. Thank you again for reading!!!!!

#smut #Aespasmut #Karinasmut

[aspoonofsugar]

A Cat Most Curious And A Caterpillar Most Done

Some thoughts on the episode. Not many original ideas, but it is fun to revisit what we got this week.

CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT, BUT SATISFACTION BROUGHT IT BACK

This saying is the CC in a nutshell:

Curious Cat: Please, please hurry... I have many many questions!

Which in itself is interesting for 2 reasons:

They have a rather peculiar role in the Ever After

They are an embodyment of change

The Curious Cat's Role

What is CC's role in the Ever After? Obviously it is to be curious and to ask questions. Not only that, but they can move freely through the acres, rather than being tied to one, like the Hunters Mice or the Red Prince. Finally, they claim they can easily reach the tree:

Curious Cat: You do not go to the tree. The tree goes to you. Unless of course you are me... you see?

Let's use for a moment our meta-lens and let's recap everyone's probable roles:

RWBY are the protagonists

Neo is the antagonist, who might make herself a writer

Jaune might have lost himself in the role of side-character (The Rusted Knight)

The Tree is the protagonists' final objective

What is CC, then? Which role are we lacking? Who is the one who can jump to the very end of the story and move freely through the pages of a book? Who is the one who keeps asking questions and wants to always get new things and to discover how the story goes on?

CC: There is just so many characters to keep track of! Wait, what was my original question?

Yep, that is the reader (or the viewer in RWBY's case). This might be why CC hilariously embodies the fandom with all the theories, the impatience, the confusion... Their questions and thoughts are our questions and thoughts because like us, the CC can engage with the story freely, with no particular stake. They can follow the protagonists around or jump to other stories, series or characters they like.

Time changes and so do we, when it's our time to change

The CC can't stay put, their questions keep changing and they have the attention span of a goldfish... They are also introduced in an episode where a mysterious butterfly is shown flying around:

Butterflies are symbols of death and rebirth. They represent change and the CC is often shown following them around. Basically, the CC may be linked to change, transformation and evolution. Because of this, it is not surprising they state the theme of the episode out loud at the very beginning:

Curious Cat: So why would I ever want to go back? Not sense in seeing a sight scene.

Younger Yang: You don't have to go forward, you know? You could go back!

At the end of the episodes the protagonists are asked exactly this. Do they want to go back or to push forward? Do they want to keep growing and developing or do they prefer to regress? Like the Red King apparently did?

The Herbalist: This is how a King winds up a Prince

And here we come to the third episode that explores the inner child archetype:

Episode 2 shows us a positive embodyment of the inner child in the form of Little > they are sweet, pure, hopeful and idealistic

Episode 3 shows us a negative embodyment of the inner child in the form of the Red Prince > he is selfish, rude, unable to deal with his feelings

Episode 4 is a synthesis and asks us the question... how can you make use of the inner child without regressing?

In other words, how can Ruby grow up without losing her childhood innocence? How can she push forward without giving up her hope? How can she combine the quick and safe route (pragtmatism) with the beautiful one full of flowers (idealism)?

Can she even do it? Or will she be undone?

I AM THE HERBALIST... UNTIL I AM NOT ANYMORE

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.

“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I—I hardly know, sir, just at present—at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.”

“What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar sternly. “Explain yourself!”

“I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir,” said Alice, “because I’m not myself, you see.”

The Herbalist is clearly a revisitation of Alice in Wonderland's Caterpillar. In general, the episode takes several lines and concepts of the Caterpillar's chapter and re-arranges them differently to fit RWBY's story. Just like in the book, WBY want to get back to their normal size. Except their physical problem is clearly a metaphor for a more existentialist one. Alice doesn't know who she is because her size keeps on changing and her thoughts and emotions keep transforming, as well. WBY want to get back to normal, but their size doesn't matter that much:

Curious Cat: I don't see what the fuss is about. Most of my best friends are six inches tall.

What's important is who they are inside:

The Herbalist: We all have our titles, our roles to play, but in order to help you become whatever it is you need to become, you really should have a better understanding of what you are now.

This misunderstanding is why their meeting with the Herbalist doesn't go so well. RWBY want to simply have a remedy for their size, but the Herbalist wants to help them find their role.

The Herbalist themselves, though, are clearly struggling with their purpose. In this, they are a clear foil to Ruby (our girl foils all the Ever After's characters :P). The Herbalist earnestly wants to help RWBY:

Yang: Look, can you help us or not? The Herbalist: I am trying, but you are making it more complicated that it needs to be!

Their role is to help people find their purposes, but it is clear this duty has started to weigh on them. Everybody goes to them for help! And people even refuse to listen, just like the Red Prince! Why can't people understand the process is important? Why won't they answer earnestly to the questions? Why won't they self-reflect a little?

The Herbalist is tired. They keep trying to help, but people are their own worst enemies and so things keep going wrong. Isn't it exactly what is going on with Ruby?

Younger Ruby: It's up to you to make things better, isn't it? Everything... all depends on you! Your sister needs you, your friends need you. The whole world needs you to keep fighting forever and ever against an invincible monster that took your mother!

She has been trying SO hard to help everyone, but people lose hope, they get divided when they should stick together, they are selfish and betray each other. They give in to fear and control...

Ruby is just so done as the Herbalist is. This is why both characters have slowly lost touch with what they should do. With the true essence of their roles:

The Herbalist: And what exactly does a Huntress do? Ruby: Fight monsters, I guess? I'm sorry, I don't understand why this matters...

Huntresses do not fight monsters, but save people. And yet Ruby can't even get this right. Similarly, the Herbalist has forgotten that asking questions makes sense only if one is willing to listen. And they are not clearly. If they did, they would know all RWBY wants is simply to get back to their regular sizes. They don't want an acide trip or a theraphy session.

The Herbalist misunderstands their own purpose and their actions almost lead Ruby to give up on herself. They should help people to find themselves, but they almost had Ruby lose herself. This is why the Curious Cat calls them out:

Curious Cat: Oh Herb... Look at yourself! You are done. You're supposed to be helping others find their way, but you've lost your own. Please, let me help and take a little bit of my heart. You'll feel much better.

And as a result, the Herbalist "falls" and disappears within the Earth:

Are they going to be remade? Has the acre absorbed them because they are not "useful" anymore? Or is there some other explanation? We will see in the next episode.

HUMANITY, PURPOSE AND IDENTITY

Ruby's answer to Little's "What are you?" question sets up 3 thematic axes to explore:

Humanity (I'm a human)

Purpose (I'm a Huntress)

Identity (I'm Ruby Rose)

The Ever After is a more simplistic place than Remnant. Each acre is done for its inhabitants and everyone has a purpose, which is expressed by their name. The question about identity is then simplistic, as well.

It is not who are you, but what are you? So, what are your purpose?

However, for humans the question of identity is more layered and complex.

First of all, there is a question about "humanity" itself. What it means to be humans? Are humans really such good creatures? The Ever After's inhabitants do not seem to think so.

Secondly, there is a question about one's role. What does one do? What is their purpose? The protagonists are Huntresses, but what it means to be a Huntress? Is it about killing monsters or is it about saving people?

Finally, there is a question about who you are as an individual. Who is Ruby Rose without her purpose? Who is she deep down, behind the mask of a hero?

Obviously, these 3 questions are intertwined, but so far it seems we are slowly building up a climax. Last episode, Ruby said they were humans, which sets the Red Prince off. So, this episode, Ruby opts to say they are Huntresses. However, this brings new difficult questions. I wonder if in a later episode, she is simply going to say her name, which will mean she will have to go even deeper within herself.

RWBY'S TRIP

Fittingly, this scene calls back to Mt Glenn, RWBY's first field trip. Well, they go through another kind of trip this episode :P and I loved it!

In general, the scene of RWBY in the smoke makes full use of the weapons' symbolism, which is at the core of this season:

The girls are asked to affirm they are Huntresses, so it is very powerful Yang, Blake and Weiss take out their weapons and point them to their younger selves. Not to hurt them, but to show who they are:

Yang's arc is about accepting asymmetry vs wholeness. So, she shows her younger self her mechanical arm.

Blake's arc is about accepting there are not simple answers to complex problems. This complexity is difficult to deal this, but it also makes Blake rich. Just like her weapon has so many forms.

Weiss's arc is about accepting she is Weiss Schnee no matter what. No matter the SDC, no matter Atlas or her father or her family or her legacy. No matter even if all these things are gone. So, she wields her sword, which is almost empty, just like all the things that made up who she was are gone. And yet, Weiss is still herself.

Ruby is the odd one. She has yet to find her weapon because she has lost her sense of purpose and doesn't even know who she is anymore. So, she can't affirm she is a Huntress. She can't wield her weapon with pride. She doesn't have it anymore.

On another note... each girl's Q&A moment can be commented also through the metaphor of their fairy tales:

Goldilocks is asked if she wants to be whole, if she wants to be "just right" because this fairy tale has no resolution. It lacks a proper conclusion. Yang, however, states she is going to push forward and find herself what she is missing.

Beauty&Beast is asked to give up her duality. Blake can choose to be either beast or beauty, either human or animal, either black or white, either darkness or light. And yet, she chooses this complexity which makes her Blake. Which makes her fairy tale so resonant.

Snowhite is asked to give up being Snowhite. She is asked to leave the title of her story behind. A story which is about a girl growing up. Weiss refuses this and affirms proudly she is and will always be Weiss Schnee.

Once again, Ruby is the one who fails thematically this episode. The point of her allusion is that she is both Little Red Riding Hood and the Hunter. And yet, she is not sure she can call herself a Huntress anymore. And in the end she is tempted to give up even being Little Red (Ruby Rose).

WHAT ABOUT GRIEF?

Does this episode follow the pattern of the Five Stages of Grief? So far we have:

Episode 1 > Denial (maybe)

Episode 2 > Bargaining

Episode 3 > Anger

What about episode 4? I think it may deal with the stage of acceptance, which is embodied by Blake, when it comes to the characters:

This episode our Cat-Girl's foiling with Ruby is especially evident:

Blake: Huntresses are heroes! We protect those, who can't protect themselves.

She is the one who comes up with the right answer to the Herbalist's question. Ruby instead gives a confused and simplistic one. Not only that, but Ruby ends up repeating to her younger self Blake's words in volume 1:

Ruby: But... life isn't like a fairy tale

When it comes to the episode itself, the theme of acceptance is rather evident. RWBY is asked to accept their past selves. They must look their child selves in the eye, aknowledge their mistakes and their losses, accept them and move forward. WBY are ready to do it in a healthy way, while Ruby isn't. Her "acceptance" borders in depression. She isn't ready.

Finally, like in the previous episode, the Curious Cat gives up a little bit of their Heart. As a result, the Herbalist "accepts" their own death, in a sense. They are given comfort, admit they have always been a workhaolic and then they disappear in their acre...

MISCELLANIA

2 random thoughts in the end:

This episode seemed like an attempt to alchemy, which fails because the right process isn't followed. Interestingly, this is evident also when it comes to the colors. RWBY are in the yellow stage and should move to red. So, they wake up on the beach (yellow) and then move to the Red Prince's acre (red). Still, they can't go on with the set-up journey (Alyx's) and take a detour. This leads them to an acre which is rainbow-ish. However, the rainbow phase in alchemy is at the very beginning of the white phase. So, this means they are regressing and losing themselves to chaos.

CC's lines to Yang and Weiss are interesting:

CC to Yang: Well that is your problem. It's a matter of perspective I'm afraid.

CC to Weiss: Looking at you, Wise Huntress...

I think they might hint to important parts of their arcs. Yang's struggle is about learning to see things from multiple sides. So, it is important she gets called for not doing so. Weiss is instead linked to the idea of anima/animus (Knight + Queen). The anima/animus gets refined and reaches its perfect state in the idea of "Sofia" aka Wisdom. So, it is interesting Weiss gets associated to this concept directly.

#rwby #rwby volume 9 #rwby spoilers #rwby meta #my meta #team rwby #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiaolong #curious cat #herbalist

[thewhalesheart]

I just found this and I'm LOVING it so much. Cat tools/semi-advanced warriors who ALSO live by the coast (some of my favorite territories for warriors)???? That's amazing!! I also LOVE your art style!

Are we going to get to see how the cats go about making any of their tools and whatnot? I'm super interested in how they do it. I currently am working on a Clan set in Alaska and I have a role like your spootpelts but I haven't decided on tools or anything yet. I'm trying to balance it being realistic and semi-fantasy and having a really hard time so I'm curious on how you go about it!

Thank you so much!! I love developing their tool systems, it's one of my favorite things to do within the story.

We'll get into specific roles more relatively soon. There will be some focus on the Salty-Paws (the tanners). When I finally introduce Fossilfang, she'll give some insight into how the specialized roles work. The roles will also be brought up when I get to the first gathering, in a few more chapters.

Here's my advice for developing specialized roles and tools:

-figure out physical limitations

establish what your cats are physically capable of. ask yourself... can they temporarily stand/walk on their hind legs? can they use their dew claw/fifth toe as a thumb? are they capable of grasping/holding items in their paws? how will they utilize these abilities to make tools? in what ways will their tools be adapted to their anatomy?

-establish rules

figure out what is off limits or inaccessible to your cats. do they use metal? leather? wood? stone? something else entirely? how do they go about collecting/harvesting/utilizing those materials?

-research research research!

now that you've established your cats physical limitations and the rules surrounding what they can and can not use, look into what natural materials are found in the area your clans live. learn about how it's harvested, how it grows (if applicable), and how it is utilized. apply this research to what you've already established about your clans, and integrate it accordingly.

also learn about the processes that you're incorporating into your story. look into different methods and the tools that are required for them. how would a cat go about doing that specific task?

in my opinion, this step is the most fun!!

this is a very methodical approach. you don't have to follow my steps exactly-- or at all-- but i hope that you, and anyone else who is looking for this advice, at least find it insightful and helpful!

#answered asks #misc #long post #xenofiction

[swaps55]

(Sorry in advance for the long message) Hey swaps!! It's been a while since I asked, I got into uni (with my best friend) and started studying creative literature and I needed to let you know that it's partially because of you, and I wanted to sincerely thank you. Otherwise I'd never have had the drive to do what I was passionate about instead of chasing an academic degree that would suck the soul out of me. When I read your stories it's incredible, I really experience the story, that only ever happens when I'm reading something you've written. And I'm not the biggest bookworm but there's something about yours, the way you narrate and tell your characters, you write the story but the characters truly do come alive, and I wanted to be able to tell stories like you. I'm currently attempting to flesh out my own story which I think is going not horribly, but I wanted to ask, how do you stay so true to your characters? I've read your posts and when people ask what would happen in certain scenarios, despite what you want to happen the characters have their own personality. Is there a system you use to get all your words out right or does it just come to you? Honestly any advice you could give would be amazing. Thank you again swaps, I know it might be silly to admire and choose a career because of someone on the internet that you've never met, but there's real passion in your work. We can all see how much you put into writing and it truly does make an impact, even if sometimes you can't see it. I think I speak for all dedicated mass effect, and more niche Mshenko, fans, thank you.

This is not silly. At least to me – this means the world to me, and I cannot thank you enough for telling me. And I am SO excited for you; my creative writing workshops taught me so many valuable things. I hope you love it, thrive in it, and write until your fingers fall off.

I can tell you from being in the workforce for a couple decades now that an English/Creative Writing degree can get you to so many places, because storytelling and the ability to write are skills that are crucial in so many industries. It’s so hard to know how much is out there until you get out in the world and really see it, but if you’re curious, adaptable, and passionate, having the ability to write and tell a good story can open so many doors. It has for me. My Real Life job doesn’t involve fiction, but I write and tell stories in ways I really enjoy every day. So whether you go off and become the next Neil Gaiman, and I hope you do, or you find other fulfilling opportunities, use that passion of yours to do something you love and enjoy the hell out of your uni experience.

On to your question: How do I stay true to my characters?

This is going to be a layered, multi-faceted answer because it’s a layered, multi-faceted question.

Developing characters is a very fluid process for me. I don’t like to get too prescriptive about them early on, because I want there to be room in the story for them to grow. I think there’s a relationship that develops between characters and story: characters shape the stories they’re in and are also shaped by them, and if you’re too rigid about the character sheet you have in your head (or on paper), you miss out on opportunities for them to grow with that story. But if you don’t know enough about them in the beginning, your characters will probably feel flat and inauthentic. I can’t really tell you where the line is between knowing too much and not enough – it’s something you learn by doing, and something you develop instincts for over time.

For instance, I don’t know if this will surprise you, but when I wrote Sonata, which was the first Opus story to get off the drafting board, here are just some of the things I didn’t know about Sam:

The nature of his relationship with Anderson.

What happened to his father aside from, “he went missing.”

Anything about his biotic mentor, other than “krogan.”

His biotic “handicap.”

Those line items are all pivotal to who Sam is as a character. But the details of them weren’t pivotal to Sonata, so I left them as broad strokes, and then filled them in when other Opus stories needed me to. This gave me some freedom to craft those details in ways that elevated both Sam and the story I was trying to tell.

There’s also a lot of value in developing characters from both ends: identifying a formative event/moment in their lives and using it as a guidepost to shape the way they see and interact with the world, and establishing a key behavioral or a character trait and then backing into where it comes from.   

Example of the former: Lora Alenko experienced having a teenage son who developed an alien medical condition that resulted in him being taken away from her and coming back as a stranger. What does that do to a parent? How does that shape the way she sees biotics? Sees Kaidan? I think about all of those questions when I write her.

Example of the latter: A simple question with a very complicated answer: Why is Sam Shepard the guy who saves the galaxy? Why him, and not someone else?

So that’s one way I think about characters. Here’s another that I think is equally important. I really subscribe to the ideology that every character is the hero of their own story. They don’t know they’re not the main character. They don’t know what comes next, what the plot is, what the themes are, or how they are supposed to serve the narrative. And for a character to really take on a life of their own, I think it’s really important to write them that way. Otherwise it’s easy for characters to get tangled up in dreams or lives that aren’t theirs, which robs them of some of their agency.

Therefore, whenever I park myself between the ears of a character, I do a lot of interrogation. What’s important to them? What isn’t? What does the world look like through their eyes, and how is that different from the other characters? What do they notice that other characters don’t? What do they miss that other characters don’t? How do they interpret the same series of events compared to another character? And then, here’s the kicker that often results in the gnashing of teeth, pulling of hair, and beating of foreheads against walls: how does that perspective tie into the narrative? Because yes, characters are the heroes of their own stories, but they also have to work within the story you, the writer, are telling, whether they know it or not.

That might sound overwhelmingly complex, and it is. But really what it comes down to is asking questions one by one and seeing where the answers lead you. Sometimes, especially with a character you don’t know well, this can be a lot of painstaking work. But in my experience it’s always worth doing.

I hope any of that helps. Sometimes I feel like the only good writing advice out there is that everyone works differently, and you have to find what works for you.

Thank you again, SO MUCH. Truly. This means so much to me, and I am so excited for you!!!!!

#swaps replies #ao3-enthusiast #how writing is written

[pokemonshelterstories]

do you have any advice on chatot care? a family friend got his daughter a shiny chatot as a gift, and wasn't prepared for how much work and commitment they are, ESPECIALLY with the health problems brought on with being shiny and how long-lived chatot are. rhapsody is very near-sighted, and suffers from muscle spasms that make it hard for her to fly safely. i'm experienced with caring for avian pokémon (i've got a staravia, a wattrel, a rowlet, and a talonflame already), so i took in rhapsody. i know the basics and commitment of caring for a chatot, but i was curious if you had any experience or advice to give her the best quality of life (she's around 8, so she's got at least another 60 years in her).

on that note, to anyone who might see this: DO NOT get a chatot, or any similarly long-lived avian pokémon, unless you are fully and utterly prepared for a LIFELONG commitment. these are not pokémon i can reccommend in good conscience. kids grow up and move out— chatots don't. they're high maintenance, loud, and are very difficult to train. the only reason i opted to take in rhapsody is because i am very, very experienced in caring for avian pokémon. sorry to get on my soapbox, but this is something very near and dear to me— my talonflame, hestia, was a rescue from a similar situation back when she was a fletchling.

ooooh, wow, that is a tough situation! chatot really are tremendously awful pokemon to have as pets. most of them end up surrendered or living in pretty awful environments.

the biggest difficulty with keeping a chatot is that, aside from how hard it is to replicate their natural environment, they are social pokemon that do best in a flock. unfortunately, out of all of your pokemon, the only one i'd feel safe letting interact with your new chatot is your staravia. the behavioral and size differences between the other pokemon makes letting them around your chatot too dangerous to risk. it's going to be important to provide lots of things for your chatot to do- foraging, flight space, access to fresh air and sunshine, and ESPECIALLY sound based enrichment. chatot love picking up new sounds, and you'll often see them swinging their tails in time to music they like! playdates with other chatot and even squawkabilly would be awesome, too!

because this little gal is shiny, you're going to need to keep an extra eye on her feather quality, and the shiny gene is known to alter feather structure in avian pokemon and can even lead to feather cysts and malformed keratin sheaths (which results in new feathers coming in damaged). i would be surprised if she doesnt start feather plucking at some point, and it's something you and her vet are going to have to work to manage. keep an eye out for tail swinging in the absence of sound, too, as that is a stereotypical behavior many pet chatot develop in order to cope with stress.

best of luck to you two, and thanks for taking in a rescue chatot!

#charlietalks #pkmn irl #pokemon irl #pokemon welfare #pokemon care #chatot

[bogslob]

I think zukos character development is kinda missing in the live action. In the original he does bad things and hurts people, here they let other people do his part. Just to make him more likeable? Just like taking sokkas sexism away, it's not a bad thing as long as he grows out of it.

Hi, this is so exciting, my very first one of these question thingys.

Okay so I kinda agree with you. I do feel like Zukos anger has been kinda watered down, but he still does bad things and I honestly dont feel like his character changed that much . For example in the cartoon his attack on Aang set Kyoshi on fire and it didnt in the live action and I don’t feel like this has any repercussions on his character because I never felt like it was intentional to set the fire it was just a by product of Zuko trying to capture Aang, and I feel like if it had happened in the live action Zuko would have reacted the same way. I think Zuko never wanted to hurt people, but capturing the avatar was so important to him that if people got hurt on the way so be it, capturing Aang was worth it, but I don’t think in either version he would have hurt people if he could have avoided it.

I think thats what makes Zukos character development possible, he never wanted to cause any harm. I think it’s important that we see that what ever is going on with Zuko he truly cares about people. I think one of the key moments that shows this is when in “the storm” (cartoon) Zuko momentarily gives up on capturing Aang and prioritises his crews safety. I think another key moment was when Zuko attempted to save Zhao from koi-Aang, it seemed so poignant that even when he was the bad guy he would try and save his enemy.

I think it’s his desperation thats missing in the live action. The absolute drive to capture Aang and regain his honour. I think the reason he was willing to put other people in danger is because he valued capturing Aang over all else, at the end of the day, it was Zuko who was in the most danger every time, he was always the one to fight Aang head on. I think this is best evidenced when he swims through the seal holes to enter the northern water tribe. I just don’t feel like live action Zukos heart is truly in it in the same way. I think this is so important for Ozais and Zukos relationship, and without Zuko having this same desperation it seems less plausible that he would re join the fire nation at the end of season 2. We have already seen that the live action Zuko has fought Ozai at the agni kai, which makes me feel like he is allready further on his journey towards rebellion. Although to be fair his lack of desperation may be in part due to the fact that live action Ozai seems to have a slightly better relationship with Zuko, almost seeming proud of him for finding the avatar (although we also have no idea how he acted when he was around Zuko), but he does still burn Zukos face off so I think this is unlikely.

At the end of the day, I think both Zukos loyalty is to the fire nation, but I think in season 1 cartoon Zukos loyalty is to Ozai and live action Zukos loyalty is to his people.

But obviously this is all subjective and from the point of view of someone who has watched the cartoon many times and therefore my opinion is heavily influenced by this. I also feel like live action Zuko may be better than he really was in my brain because honestly he was the only character I liked. I am very curious how someone new to the series would view live action Zuko though.

#that was a very long winded way of saying I agree but also dont #i definitely need to watch both series’s again #and compare the differences #i havent seen the cartoon in years #and to be honest I didn’t pay that much attention to the live action #what are the seal things called i cant remember #nahvatar the last airbender #atla live action #atla netflix #atla #natla spoilers #natla #netflix avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender live action #avatar live action #avatar #Zuko

[turnstechgodhead]

well regardless of where you got it from i really love that line, i think it adds an interesting angle to their relationship. what do you think bro knew about the nature of the game and dave’s destiny for him to think of raising dave that way? im also curious about the subject matter of the fics you may have gotten inspiration from

thanks i think so too

i dont remember unfortunately; in regards to the fics. i dont really read fics nowadays and i do tend to read short ones to avoid This happening- where i absorb something and forget about it

more about bro under cut

i feel like bro knew some things; i like to keep certain parts of the 'game' aspect of their reality away from them

like for example: bro doesn't know EVERYTHING about what hes supposed to do. like he wasnt spawned in with I am A Guardian in his brain; he was a whole ass human person for 24 years until he got dave

growing up a lot of his information came from cal because since he was destined to be a guardian, he had nagging feelings in the back of his mind telling him to do certain things: get this apartment, do this that way, etc. and cal just enforced those

i think dirk's reason for raising dave that way is a combintion of the fact that thats the only way cal(iborn) referred to dave and that bro was never allowed to actually bond with dave (because caliborn made him believe that platonic affection is in fact not platonic at all and is instead sexual[the implications when bro is constantly carrying around cal with his arms around his neck btw. insane.])

i've talked about it a lil bit with input from error707-thatdude (whos training to dooooo... something w psychological development of kids or something? sorry i forgored) on stream and the lack of interaction/affection can be potentially fatal to human children

so every time dirk wanted to do what honestly, his instincts were telling him to do (hold dave, be gentle [even if stiff]) , he wasn't able to because he had caliborn in his ear whispering that he was being deeply fucking inappropriate with his goddamn son which . Jesus Christ. (ive come to the conclusion bc of this that the daves we see in canon are the daves that made it past childhood, as error707 said: the exceptions)

the fact that caliborn constantly told him about how dave was the knight and he needed to be the knight. he needed to enter the medium. if he didn't enter the medium then everything that dirk's entire life has been leading up to has been a disappointment, a mistake, and he doesn't want to disappoint his very dear best friend cal does he? hee hee hee.

he also told him about how dave is SUPPOSED to be. cool, stoic. that kinda stuff, bc calibrn has a bit of a gay thing for both of them im sure.

+ the deep feeling inside of dirk that he Knew cal was right (something something; destiny/fate/will of the universe/etc), that dirk existed to do this; to get cal into the medium, to get dave into the medium, to make them stronger, led to dirk thinking of dave as his goal instead of anything remotely resembling family-

all of that accumulates into his brain dissassociating dave from himself as family and instead as a goal and a figure of something he NEEDS to polish or it wont work when the gear is inserted into the frame

things like this are delicate and they HAVE to be taken special care of during assembly, or you'll be left with nothing. (go watch how its made- wristwatches. its like that.)

sorry if all this doesnt make sense; feel free to ask for clarification and ill happily provide

#homestuck #bro strider #beta dirk strider #mumbling #tsgw #tsgzv