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nuclearnyx · 1 month
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they're the same
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tangledinink · 6 months
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I just saw another ask calling Gemini au Donnie afab, and obviously he does have XX chromosomes in your au (or the turtle/mutant equivalent at least?), but if afab means assigned female at birth and Donnie and Leo were assigned male at birth by Big Mama.... Does that technically make the two of them amab trans men???
Or.... amak? assigned male at kidnapping?
LMAO yeah. I always grapple with the terms because I'm like. WELL... THEY TECHNICALLY... WEREN'T ASSIGNED FEMALE AT BIRTH LMAO,,,, they're both, technically speaking, amab, so yes, they are in fact both amab trans men lmao.
And they weren't TECHNICALLY kidnapped... so... amaa? assigned male at... adoption??? u w u
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guideaus · 2 years
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i was watching abbot elementary, and they had one ep w that sahar woman who is like this... fake, performative progressive person, kinda just spouting off sociel issues nonsense that may or may not even w a big head, and a character near the resolution of the ep basically called her fake, but then i feel like a casual viewer of a mockumentary comedy type show would just see that and think "this person is crazy/not worth listening to because I don't understand" or whatever and its played for laughs. then i thought about it more and i remembered a lot of tv shows have that type of character you're supposed to dislike and theyre always kinda compared in a black and white way to the protag. like either they (usually the protag) dont quite talk abt social issues and are "normal" or you do talk about social issues, but its in a crazy, over the top, fake way and are meant to be disregarded
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skylordhorus · 1 year
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although its good that im very very gradually interacting with more ppl irl, it does leave me with the “new” practical dilemma of ‘is it worth coming out/correcting people in order to avoid being misgendered’
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noxtivagus · 2 years
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i love talking w others ( apollo especially tonight ) but oh man i shld really sleep it is 3 am
#laughing together n messing around while listening to music#while also having deep talks on life !#i love love listening to others n sharing in dialogue our individuality. n connecting together as well#i find analyzing life n society n ourselves to really be interesting#i really am someone that thinks n feels a lot n deeply n i genuinely really love that for myself#help we talked about sm as usual. but yk i really love thoughtful people like us#goddamn i really love individuality. we're all so unique n we're all human#i love analyzing both the good n bad n trying to read others n also yk with what i know and with what i can infer in a way#i want to read actual books made my professionals to learn abt it all properly tho#to see if i really am correct about all this. i have a feeling i am. my intuition is usually uncannily spot on#i love talking w apollo but i really wonder n hope that someday i can connect w others this way as well#in different ways as well. maybe with a childhood friend now very different from me#or a lover. oh man one day i'd really really love to experience that#n with my parents. i want to understand them better as their own people#but. yk there are boundaries in life n i can't learn everything#i find it all really interesting though. i want to learn n understand so much#hmm one thing in particular rn that im thinking of is the dimensions of love. n how memory works#memory n identity. n how we grow as people.#and love as. its different forms. the way we express it. the different ways we love different things n how we differ in that way#and. help idk if i'm even using the right terms bcs my vocab is wide but sometimes i dont match definitions accurately#i understand familial love as a daughter. platonic as a friend. n self love n love for the world#but romantic love. i write about it but goddamn it intrigues me so much i really want to experience it for myself#there's no end to the things i want to learn. romance is no exception. i wonder#i find perceptions so interesting n the way our worlds n the way we all live could connect with similarities n differences#the way life works as a human person in it and. stuff like physics n biology n science#wah i'm so curious abt so many things. i want to understand the universe. n the ppl in it#i really crave that realness n authenticity. if i wasnt so shy i wld just randomly ask my friends questions from time to time#i could randomly ask a creative question n analyze both your answer n the way you expressed and shared it#i really want to share the more intricate aspects of life n our humanity as well. i want to be mutually in love with another.#n to have deep friendships where we mutually understand each other too. n family. n. everything oh god there's sn to think n feel n write
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larnax · 7 months
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ok no but seriously a language teacher telling you not to use ANY dictionaries and then not providing any convenient way to look at their video lectures without tracking down the specific point of the specific video of the specific question of the specific assignment it was demonstrated in when nothing is fucking explained in detail should be a war crime
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drchucktingle · 4 months
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buckaroo chorus
finished important final pass of BURY YOUR GAYS and that is a scary time as writer. imagine thinking 'every single word of this is going to be REPEATED in books and ebooks IT BETTER BE CORRECT.’ but then i remind myself there is no correct in art and there is certainly no perfect
art is not about capturing PERFECTION it is about capturing HONESTY OF A MOMENT. because perfection does not exist but raw honesty and connection to this ever passing timeline does. we are here grabbing life out of the stream and holding it in our hands to cry out I WAS HERE
and i will say confidently that, if nothing else, BURY YOUR GAYS kicks open the door and says I WAS HERE. it takes this moment on our timeline and reflects it back with enough heart and honesty and raw expression of a queer experience, and an ARTIST experience, that it scares me
so i guess that fear is ok. BEING THAT RAW IS SCARY. REVEALING THAT MUCH OF YOURSELF IS SCARY. but that is also what creation and art is all about. and now i am no longer scared because i know i have you buckaroos out here who love and support me and are excited to listen
but the message here isnt about ME and my work. it is about US. it is about how YOU also have a story that is deep inside and it might be frightening to express, because it is not perfect, but BUD I AM TELLING YOU IT IS NEVER PERFECT which means in its own way that is ALWAYS IS
and you might think ‘well nobody wants to hear my story it is not important to this timeline’ but BUCKAROO these stories ARE ALL THERE IS. EVERY MOMENT AND PERSPECTIVE TUMBLING OVER EACH OTHER IN A BEAUTIFUL MESS JUST WAITING FOR YOUR VOICE
so add that voice to the mix. im on the verge of adding another bit of mine with BURY YOUR GAYS and i want us to trot here together in big chorus chanting: ‘this is my way. this is OUR way’. we will be here to catch each other when it gets scary because raising voices is worth it
the rallying cry is simple: CREATE. BUILD. EXPRESS. CONQUER THE LYING VOICE THAT SAYS YOUR TECHNICAL PERFECTION IS BETTER THAN TRUTH OF THE MOMENT. FILL THE VOID WITH ART and do not fear because weve got your back buckaroo. we are ALL creators in our own way so LETS HECKIN CREATE
https://tornightfire.com/catalog/bury-your-gays-chuck-tingle/ here is where my voice will be soon. cant wait to hear yours too bud
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bowl-of-brain-worms · 12 days
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im so deep in the dungeon meshi sludge man. im having those late night thoughts you should NOT listen to yknow? but im finding more and more parallels between myself and laios and Bro. I Dont Want That.
not because i hate him, i love that guy. hes so sweet and good and silly. but like. real talk. the way fandom treats him drives me insane and i think its BECAUSE of his relatability.
fans treat laios like hes dumb. "he doesnt know what sex is! hes so oblivious to everything around him! hes a drop out! hes a baby!" My Brother In Christ, he is a biologist. hes explicitly talks about the possible mating habits of living armor. the way he tied thistle to his back definitely aint the way you tie a christmas ham if you know what im saying. he dropped out - not because hes stupid - but because he didnt have the correct accomadations and honestly pretty dogshit coping mechanisms.
does he have trouble with recognizing the feelings of people around him? absolutely! but that doesnt make him dumb!! hes constantly shown to be able to think on his feet and come up with clever solutions to the problems he and the party faces. hes impulsive and doesnt think things through all the time, sure (eating raw parasite for example) but it geniunely pisses me off that people immedietly write off all the intelligent decisions he makes beyond that.
being a drop out doesnt make you stupid. being bad at talking doesnt make you stupid. needing help in certain aspects of your life (in laios' case, social skills) does not make you stupid. its something that i have to tell myself too often and seeing the fandom fall into the same unconcious cruelty of believing someone to be stupid against all contrary evidence is. idk. disheartening i guess. but also maddening.
on a lighter note, i dont think laios is a monsterfucker. hes just a furry. i will not be taking questions.
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nocturnowlette · 2 months
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i have a really big thing for hypnotism in theory but in reality i can't actually be hypnotized and it's so upsetting :( like im sure i could be but i've never managed to focus hard enough and actually be hypnotized, not with actual audio or with text videos or with purely text scripts or anything and i don't know what im doing wrong or if im doing everything right and i just have an undiagnosed something or other
Alright folks, lets play a game of "trance diagnosis"!
There's a number of different common reasons that files (especially generalized files) would fail to hypnotize you. Let's go through them!
A. Being Afraid of Doing Things "Wrong"
One of the most common that I've seen is the idea that you need to do every suggestion and command the way the hypnotist intended and analyzing every commmand in order to do it "properly", and if they do not, the spell will be broken.
Simply put, the way you receive the command is the right way to receive it. Do what feels natural and don't read into it heavily, and just go with the flow. Trance is stubborn when you let yourself sink into it, and one or two commands or suggestions that don't work is not enough to shatter that unless you convince yourself that it is.
However you do it is correct.
B. Recursive Self-Analysis
This is related to the previous, but is the general idea of constantly analyzing your state of mind to see if trance is "working" and what effects are different than before. This takes your focus away from the session itself and almost dissociates you from it.
Just read or listen and try to vibe.
C. Pre-set Expectations for Trance
Trance will not take control from you, and it will almost certainly not feel the way you expect it to if you are new to trance. I have had sessions where I feel basically awake and was still deep in trance as well as sessions where I could hardly think or function.
Trance will not feel like anything else you've experienced exactly, and it is somewhat personal to you.
D. Believing You Cannot Be Hypnotized
Yes, believing you cannot be hypnotized does actually make it harder for you to go into trance. It's not impossible to (because trance is the natural consequence of several basic parts of our minds), but with something like generalized files, it can make it completely ineffective.
So far, I have never met someone immune to trance, from the deeply anxious to the deeply distractible. Every single one of them has dropped deeply for me. To be unable to go into trance would mean to be entirely unable to focus and for some part of your mind to be entirely absent.
Now, what are the solutions to this?
A. Learning How Hypnosis Works
In contrast to what you may think, learning how hypnosis works does not ruin its effectiveness, and, in fact, makes it more effective in many cases. The very first thing I do when introducing someone to trance is explaining, in full, how it works on the basic level. I do so while putting them into trance at the same time.
This clears up misconceptions and also leaves the subject more informed and more assured in themselves. It also has the effect of making them better protected against manipulation and abusive practices.
B. Finding a Hypnotist for a Personal Session
If you cannot seem to troubleshoot this yourself, it's best to find someone who knows how to tailor a session to you specifically. The person who asked this is anonymous so I cannot speak to you personally unless you reach out, but I myself could potentially help in some instances. That being said, I'm quite busy these days, so thats not a promise.
If anyone else has questions, do not be afraid to send in an ask, I love answering them. Have a nice day, everyone.
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chapst1ckmcdyke · 1 year
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So ive had this saved in my drafts for a while now- but theres a point id like to make about butch/femme identity and expression and think this is ready despite the crap i might catch for it
On my days off and when i go out for fun, lots of times i look like this vvv
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And other times, especially because im a blue collar dyke, i look like this vvv
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The thing that both these photos have in common is that, regardless of how i may appear, i am a femme lesbian. I am not magically butch at work just because i have to wear jeans and work boots for safety. On the clock I am often mistaken for a man and harassed for using the women’s bathroom, people call me sir and damn near keel over trying to correct themselves. I understand that people will look at me as masculine because im in a mans trade.
And yet im still a femme!
You know why? Because being femme is not about how i dress or how long my hair is or the job i work or the body im in, but who i am, how i love, and how i want to be loved back. Its my reclamation of my gender and sexuality and romantic life.
Theres this idea that femme lesbians are “the girl” lesbians and butches are “the boy” lesbians. Femmes are stereotyped as straight passing hyper feminine (and often times cis) girls. But if youve ever met a femme thats not always (in my experience- USUALLY) the case. We often are nonbinary (hi! Also me!) and/or gender nonconforming even in our femininity- taking the things that cishet society hates the most in women (ie body hair/body fat/masculine jobs/deep booming voices- etc) and owning those characteristics in ways that make us feel free and most like femmes 💕
I personally feel most comfortable being feminine off the clock and covering myself in glitter and being a tacky fat furry muppet because its how i feel best recognized by the butches i adore so much! But i get to reclaim womanhood or whatever adjacent, gender-fucked, lesbiany, thing ive got going on, and that doesn’t change when i wear jeans and work boots.
Femmes get to be whatever the hell we want- being broad shouldered and deep voiced and fat and furry and in a trade are not traits that magically make me incapable of being femme- and im over this whole ordeal where y’all assign butches and femmes as either “the boy” or “the girl” of the relationship and expect us to be exclusively feminine or masculine and never cross or mix- just recreating useless gender roles that we have zero reason to uphold.
(And this goes the absolute same for butches/studs who express feminine traits and DOUBLE for trans butches/studs/femmes)
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kobb4ni2 · 4 months
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[ GENDER NEUTRAL (?) FEM (?) READER ]
My Marine! Reader who is very popular, and for the sake of this idea I’m going to give her as a Vice Admiral. I CAN HEAR YALL BOOING OKAY I KNOW SO BASIC LEAVE ME ALONE😔😔
TW: Imagine Gojo fans….but make them Marine!Reader fans. !!! Also I haven’t watch Film Red but I guess there’s some sort of internet platform to share vids or an internet overall, soo take this sh!t talk with salt.
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Marine! Reader is a calm and nurturing person, their charisma with their hard working self made them a deserved Vice Admiral. Ever since you sailed out to the sea you’ve attracted many eyes, may it be admiration because of your strength , or awed because of your undeniable beauty even in battle. And even if you’re not in a mission you would always use your heavy berries (YOU’RE A VICE ADMIRAL U HAVE TO GET THOSE BIG BERRIES) to re-visit the town that you just saved, being responsible to the damages and paying for all of it. People there had to rub their eyes to make sure that you were the correct person. When you were in your white layer clothes you would be calm and try your best to be nonchalant making sure that you were deep engrave on your job but when you visited and started making small talk people were shocked! Over time the civilians you’ve saved from the many villages or small islands you’ve saved have accepted you to their communities. They would make small banquets whenever you arrive, even though you told them several times to not do it, they will always go against your words and hope that you eat well.
Kids would play with you even with your intimidating height, they would swing on your arms and whenever you try to leave they would grab on your legs to slow you down, the kids parents might have been worried but when they saw you intriguing them with a smile in your face they immediately calmed their nerves. Grandmas and Grandpas would always pinch the vice admiral’s cheeks, and since they were normal civilians you had to bend down to make squish your cheeks. (IM GETTING CARRIED AWAY IM SORRY)
But back to plot. Your calming and nurture personality, your beauty that could shine in battle has captured many eyes of other marine, civilians or even pirates! And this where the one piece internet goes in.
Aight imagine someone made an edit of Marine! Reader, it could be you fighting, or even doing an official interview! Cool right! But if anyone ever opens the comment section it would be just filled with the most ATROCIOUS, MOUTH GAPING, EYES OUT THE SOCKET down bad comments💀💀 here's some examples.
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Marine! Reader's Fav pet (real!): "The way that it started getting bricked up like its Bob the builder is crazy 😅‼️(I don't even have a wee wee)"
<3: "ten minutes in the room with them and one is walking out pregnant, and it's not gonna them (I'm a dude)"
hewwo:3 : "JUST THE TIP [NAME] PLEASE IM ON MY FUCKING KNEES, IM SO DESPRATE PLEASE😭😭‼️‼️"
Marine! Reader's bewbs mole: "TILL THE WALLS (not the room) IS COVERED WHITE!!!"
[FOR FEM MARINE!READER] ammniaa: "Want their strap inside of me so bad, that i might think that I'm pregnant brooo😞😞😞"
Astro laddie : "My flaps started clapping out of excitement <3"
Star 4 her: "All lubed up and ready to serve 💓💓"
Beeheaver: "Man I don't care if they're 14'9 tall, ITS GONNA WORK I PROMISE😈😈‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥"
In Marine!Reader I thrust!: "Yes [NAME]~ There~ I'm sensitive there!~ Nghh~~
Marine! Reader's bloody bandages: "CMON [NAME] I CAN'T DO ALL THE WORK MY SELF, MY FINGERS HURTS😾💢"
reimikoba: "My muscle memory will always remember their fingers and tongue (^▽^) "
pantsonfire: "Not a fishman but, damn whenever I see them in my screen, it's natural habit suddenly is water from their-"
scary monsterz: "bend over and ready, warm and cozy, toys and liquid on sight"
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Aw man if yandere [character] ever fins out how popular their beloved Marine! Reader is, they would make sure to cut the wifi GLOBALLY
I'll just end it here, cuz I feel like this is just a stupid ass idea 💀 yall can give me some brain juice aka asks 4 thus doe :3
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The edit video I was thinking about when I was making this. (I can't do velocity edits just transition and tweeing💀)
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all444miles · 10 months
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hi this is my first time requesting! can you do e42 miles and his girlfriend on her quinceañera please and ty <3
— PRINCESA
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pairing: earth 42!miles x fem!afro-hispanic!reader genre: fluff summary: it's your quince, your big day, and your boyfriend is right there with you, dancing with you (and shi, he can dance) reveling in your beauty ‹3 a/n: this is your first time requesting? this is my first request, so, im honored!! this was acc like, really fun to write 😭 the fact this isnt even long but i still took so long is SILLYY, im rlly rlly sorry for that.. + if these translations r wrong PLEAAASEEE CORRECT ME bc ion wanna mess up on this at all
a/n 2: anything underlined with probably have a link to give you a ref to wtv the context is, (e.g, your makeup), the nails, dress, n bouqet are in the three pics above!! also, the large spaces between paragraphs is js basically a lil skip to the next part (like the entrance to the last doll !) please do listen to the song shown in the fic when the waltz happens to feel how the reader did, n i tried my best to describe what was happening but this quince vals kinda shows it best, js imagine more men around em n the start of this for the surprise dance, i think its called wepa? (MILES HAS A COWBOY HAT ON AGGGHHGHH) 😭 enjoy!
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It was your day. the day you turned 15, the day you transitioned from girlhood to womanhood, and God, you were estatic. It was all planned perfectly.
You were outside the hall, and it was time for your entrance. Your mother and Rio were adding the finishing touches to your hair, while your lover carefully put on your necklace for you, as you didn’t want to mess up your nails. He paid for them, after all.
“Mi amor, you look like proper royalty right now, y’know that?” he says to you, making your heart feel warm as he speaks. You smile at him, “Thank you, Miles. Ma, are you sure everything is gonna go okay?” you look at your mother with slight concern, fidgeting with your fingers. “¡Cálma, cielo! Te ves goregous, y me he asegurado de que todo salga perfecto, ¿de acuerdo?” (take it easy, angel! You look gorgeous, and i’ve made sure everything goes perfectly fine, alright?). You nodded your head, as Rio motioned you to take two deep breaths, Miles chuckling in amusement.
Your father stepped in and announced, “Es hora princesa, ¿estás lista?” (it’s time princess, are you ready?). You smiled, your nervousness fading and your excitement overtaking as you quickly fixed your dress. “Mhm!” And with that, you walked into the court as Lo que paso, paso by Daddy Yankee played, your left hand in your mothers and your right in your fathers, as four of your cousins, as your chambelanes, (including Miles, the chambelan de honor), danced behind you as the three of you danced into the court, the MC announcing your arrival.
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You sat down on your “throne” as your little sister came up to you, twirling before stopping to face you and handed you your last doll, a smile on her face. “Gracias, hermanita” (Thank you, baby sister) you whispered to her as you kissed her forehead and she hugged you, giggling before walking off back to your mother.
After your crowning, changing of shoes and your father daughter dance, it was time to do your waltz. The setting faded as a light shon on you and Miles, a smirk on his face, Golden Hour by JVKE playing in as your chambelanes moved around you two.
She’s got glitter for skin, my radiant beam in the night..
Your boyfriend had your hand in his, close to eachother, a loving smile imprinted on the both of your faces. “Ya sabes, cariño, puedes bailar bastante bien.” (You know, baby, you can dance pretty well.)” He chuckled and slightly put his head down and shook his head, “Por supuesto que puedo, ma, lo aprendí de y para mejor.” (Course I can, ma, I learnt from and for the best.)
As the incoming line came in, Miles spun you three times, then your primos (cousins) and your boyfriend circled around you before lifting you up and spinning you, your dress flowing.
It’s your golden hour..
A grin from ear to ear, you watched everybody around you looking up at you astonishment as you spun, hearing cheers from your aunties and your mother (Rio included). They put you down, as the song continued, your chambelanes on one knee around you, you in the middle taking a curtsy, before continuing your dance.
The song faded, it had ended, but it was time for your surprise dance. The loud blasts of el mariachi and fizzing of the indoor pyrotechnics could be heard from every angle of the room; the boys on stage as you stood back till it your signal to come in.
Your primos and Miles’ stomps echoed through the court—holding onto their hats as their body’s moved, to the flow of the music. Miles was actually better than you expected at this, and he looked quite fine with that hat on too, you thought. You heard whistles coming from your tios, and a small shout of encouragement from Rio to her son, which make you chuckle. She patted your back and motioned you to step in.
You walked into the middle as the boys stepped back, sprinkling roses onto you as you spread out your arms. As you stepped in and stepped out, Miles on one knee as you circled around him, your cousins stomping once again to the beat of the sound. He stood up as you held your dress to dance along with them, them picking you up one last time, earning trills and cheers from the people sitting down.
The very last song came in, and it was just you and Miles, dancing cumbia together, your cousins stepped back hyping you two up. You kicked forward as he kicked back, you two dancing in pure sync, the whole court cheering your names while you two tried to hide your laughs. It was one of the best nights of your life, a smile on everybody’s face the entire time.
At the end of your quince, you and Miles were talking in a corner. You looked up at him, pupils dilated “Te ves muy guapo con ese sombrero puesto.” (You look pretty handsome with that hat on.)
He laughed to himself, shaking his head. “Oh, word? Aight, i’ll keep it on then.” You pressed your forehead with his, “Gracias por hacer que esta noche sea tan divertida para mí, cariño.” (Thank you for making this night so fun for me, baby). He kissed your forehead, “No hay nada que agradecerme, mi reina, fue muy divertido ser promocionado por tus primos.” (There is nothing to thank me, my queen, it was a lotta fun to be cheered on by your cousins.)
He planted a kiss to your lips, “I love you, mami.”
“You know I love you too.”
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freezingmcxn · 5 months
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HEADCANONS FOR JEFF THE KILLER
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Before I get into this i want to let you all know these aren’t fanon versions of Jeff and I do not under any circumstances sugar coat him.I do not hate on fanon versions of the creeps I just don’t particularly see them in that way in my AU :) This is my version and it wont fully align with the canon story for him!
My Headcanons are all based around heavy research I’ve been doing on psychology and serial killers.They’re not meant to disrespect victims of these crimes I’m just shedding light on two thing I enjoy: creepypasta and psychology.I view the characters in a realistic way rather than the usual fun light they’re out under.Im 16 years old I am still learning about this stuff so im not gonna be 100% correct! Please feel free to correct me.
WHY HE KILLS/HIS PERSONALITY/WHAT KILLER IS HE?
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There are four types of serial murderers that can be identified: the visionary, the mission-oriented, hedonistic, and power/control-oriented.
Jeff falls into three of the four categories: Visonary,hedonistic and power/control oriented.
Visionary killers typically experience a psychotic break from reality that leads them to murder.
Hedonistic killers look for thrills and derive pleasure from killing, seeing people as expendable means to this goal. They kill for the joy of it.
Power/Control-Oriented killers also derive pleasure from killing but mainly from the fact they’re exerting their power, control and dominance over their victims.
Jeff kills for the sake of killing.The first time he killed was the first he felt he had felt power.He felt in control and he liked it.He constantly craves the feeling.The urge never ends,its a constant dull ache that resides deep within his stomach.
He’s too far gone to understand what he is completely unjustified,he takes it as suppressing an itch he has no control over.He knows it’s wrong of course but he doesn’t understand why it’s such a big deal.
He partly thinks this because of his solipsism.
Someone who's solipsistic is so focused on their own wants and needs that they don't think about other people at all. You could also call a solipsistic person selfish or self-centered.Which is exactly what Jeff is.
Solipsistic ideation is also something he’s very much interested in.
Solipsistic ideation is a theory holding that the self can know nothing but its own modifications and that the self is the only existent thing.
Basically he believes he is the only “real” thing external to his own mind.
Due to him thinking this way it’s hard for him to comprehend how badly he affects people and the negative domino effect it causes.
He rationalises violence as no more real than a video game.
GROWING UP
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He was always a psychopath.He is what they call a primary psychopath.
Primary psychopaths are born.
Growing up Jeff never seemed guilty after misbehaving no matter what punishment he faced.He was extremely selfish and lied constantly.
When Liu was taken to the detention centre he was relieved he didn’t have to face the consequences of what he had done it was no longer in his hands.
He obviously had to put on a facade for mommy and daddy of course.Oh how he missed his “dear brother”.
Speaking of Liu,Jeff resented him.He didn’t love him at all.Liu would try and build a relationship with Jeff but Jeff would never open up,he was too hard and cold.
He would preform “autopsies” on smaller animals he would find.He had a fascination with death even at his young age.
He would keep the animals remains inside of a shoebox he would hide out behind the shed in their garden.Every so often,if he found an animal he particular took a liking to,he would let the small creature rot and decompose until it’s skin was peeling and it’s organs had attracted flies.
He would return after a week or so and inhale the sweet smell of death,this resides with him to this day.He finds the smell “nostalgic”.
HIS APPEARANCE
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Jeff is not someone who regularly keeps up with his hygiene,no he’d rather stay covered in blood from victims.He finds it “comforting”.
The constant sickly irony smell that wafts off him adds an additional layer of creepiness,he thinks so anyway.
He is mainly bald but the hair he has is mainly knotted and matted in clumps that seem stuck to his head.The blood that gets in it causes it to matt up.Some of it is crispy and singed due to him being set on fire.
His eyelids were never completely taken off but they do look deformed and his eyeballs are constantly blood shot and swollen.What can be said for his nose? He never really cut most of it off,his nostrils are slightly more slit open.
His signature smile that’s forever engraved on his face emits a constant smell of rot.The cuts have never healed and get horribly infected.Whenever they show even the smallest sign of healing,he re cuts it,every time with the same rusty knife he used the first time.
His hands have deep scars and cuts due to them slipping from his knife handle to the blade.He doesn’t notice until after his frenzied state has calmed.
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Thank you for reading I hope you liked how I portrayed him! I’ve lots more to say but I’ll make another post some other day.
For the people sending asks I will get to them i promise!
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overandundertarot · 1 year
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Pick a card reading; Your psychic talents/ gifts and how you can develop them.
Keep in mind this is a general reading so if something doesn't resonate for you, feel free to leave it or pick another pile! Trust your intuition always.
Take a few deep breaths and chose from the pictures below.
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Pile 1
Cards; 4 of cups reversed, Ace of wands, 5 of swords,8 of cups reversed, 8 of swords reversed.
Your psychic gift/ talent is knowing. Clairaudience, clairsentience etc You have been blessed with so many opportunities and ways out if you desire them. If you need something, it shows up for you, if an opportunity is not for you, you are guided away accordingly. Its kinda like the world is especially looking out for you and your sense of intuition and manifestation is quite strong. You may have things go your way easier than some other people. The people in this pile are great manifesters and masters of their emotions as well. The type of people to make a wish and it happens. Some of you always experience great luck and advantageous coincidences. However, a message is coming through that you should remember not to take things for granted.
How to develop your gift;
Develop a clear channel to your intuition, so that you can receive messages easily. This is important so that you can make the correct decisions, since you are being guided constantly. Developing a strong sense of trust in yourself is important as well. Having psychic clarity or practices that can improve your clarity such as meditation will have a very positive impact on your life. For a specific few of you, there is a set way that your life is supposed to go, a kind of divine purpose that you have to fulfill, and your gifts are meant to align you on this path.
signs/confirmations; blue and cool toned colours, oceans, vines, reeds, fire.
Pile 2
Cards; 3 of pentacles, Wheel of Fortune, Queen of wands reversed, 3 of wands reversed.
Pile 2 you are quite connected with animals and nature, there's a way you can intuitively understand and work with the cycles of life around you. You may care quite alot about the environment and its enhabitants. You may also have a particular fascination with insects. Your psychic gift/talent is this connection. You are the type of person who easily gets signals and synchronicities through animals/ wilderness. Some of you have strong ties to your ancestry and could come from cultures that practice nature based religions with medicine men/ women. You are talented at divination too and could be adept at bone throwing or runes. Strong ties to your ancestors, they could send you psychic messages quite often and work with you to bring in manifestations and blessings. (this last part is only for a specific group of people.) People who chose this pile may have native american/african(particularly the interior/central african communities)/celtic ancestry.
How you can develop your talents/gifts;
Going out into nature and managing your emotions. You may be prone to depressive episodes? or bursts of irritation and anger and may also often get disillusioned with life and feel that it is cruel to you, or that you are unlucky. Learn to take it in stride, there are always ways to seek support from the universe and sometimes bad things just happen. Seek support from your communities(if you dont have one, try to cultivate one) and look to learn from them, you could greatly benefit from a mentor or a guide in your spiritual practice. Carry out research on your ancestry and their ways of life/spiritual practice.
signs/confirmations; small woodland(i know these arent all woodland creatures but im honestly not sure how to classify them😭) creatures eg squirrels, possums, badgers., insects, eagles, warm fiery colours and violet and orchid flowers., 333.
Pile 3
Cards; Queen of wands, 3 of swords, The tower, Page of pentacles reversed, The sun reversed.
Pile 3 you may be quite beautiful and sensual. You aren't afraid to embody your sexual energy and may have broken quite a few hearts. Your gift/ talent is towards healing and transformation. You have depth of character and may have gone through some traumatic experiences but you overcame them and transformed them into wisdom. There is a sort of femme fatale energy about you but interlaced with kindness. Because you present yourself this way people may have been eager to approach you but found themselves transformed instead. Beauty and brains, mysterious and magnetic appeal. You are also talented at witchcraft and could work your magic through glamours, charms, sex magic, lunar magic too. There is a duality here, sometimes you are femme fatale, tight dress and red lipstick, other times you are more nature, cottagecore aesthetic. You are unafraid to present yourself in whatever way you are feeling.
How to develop your gifts/talents;
You may get bored easily and feel that you always have to be working on something. Frequent change and following your intuitions and urges will help you develop your talents; if you feel interested in something you are being encouraged to do some research about it/try to pursue it. Working to see your life in new perspectives you can appreciate is also helpful for you. Don't be afraid to do things that shake you up or that may seem dramatic to other people.
signs/confirmations; sun, chickens, yellow, sunflowers, farms, south american countries .
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dreamauri · 6 months
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begging for a new “for sentimental reasons” chapter.
I AM STARVED
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♪ — 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗟 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗦 - part nine charles leclerc  x  fem! driver! reader (angst) “… forgetting is troublesome especially when you used to be enemies.”
voice notes 🔊 . . . ( very short, sorry. AND BEFORE YOU READ. IM ALSO VERY VERY SORRY. theres still a few more chapters to get to. so, relax )
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You gulped as you turned up the volume on the tv, tears stinging your eyes as you watched Andrew Garfield's spider man on the TV, swinging around. And no matter how loud or visually distracting the movie was you could still hear your father shouting on the phone in the other room. Your one chance at getting a sponsor and you perform a very lovely last place. "ARE YOU HAPPY WITH THIS, BECAUSE I AM VERY HAPPY." You flinched as you watched him enter the room, shutting the door. "What was I even thinking? You're just a stupid girl."
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"Hey." You wiped your tears looking up at the blurry figure. "Bad day, huh?" He sat beside you. You looked at him confused, who was this guy? "You had a bad day too?" "Very bad." You could almost put a finger on his accent. "What happened to you?" A deep sigh rocked your chest as you reieved your memories from earlier. "I haven't been performing that well in my profession recently, my team is going to drop me . . . My dad was right, I'm just a stupid girl." "I beg to differ . . . When I look at you I see, . . . this strong woman who's put me in shock several times. She's very strong, and just as beautiful." You tried to blink your eyes clean. Who was this drunk stranger trying to comfort an equally drunk girl on the side of the street. "What's your name?" “Carl.” He lied straight through his teeth.
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“Carl? Are you following me? What are you doing in this part of the world?” “I was going to ask you that question! I missed you!”
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“How long till she realizes Carl is the guy she hates the most in the world?” “Shut up, Lando.” “Oh, I’m sorry Charles— I mean, Carl.”
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“Hey?” You snapped your head up, looking at the boy confused. Now was really not the time. You were balancing your whole weight on your feet. Rehabilitation sessions after a 48g crash wasn’t something you could chat through. “Leclerc. If you don’t mind, I’m expecting company—” “I am company.” “Boy, just go. I have no energy to fight with you.” “I’m Carl . . .” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Yeah I know, now please leave.”
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“Y/N, please.” Charles held your hand. “In the time I spent with you, I’ve grown . . . feelings for you.” You chuckled. “You grew feelings? What is it? A plant? You don't grow feelings, Charles.” “Now's not the time to correct my english!” “Yeah yeah. Okay well, we were drunk, drunk people do stupid stuff.” “I wasn’t drunk! You were.” “—I’ll punch your face.” “SORRY, sorry. Just. I really do love you, Y/N!” “HAH— AND I'M A POTATO.”
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“Give me this one chance! Please, Y/N." "Why should I?! Why do you love me?" "I— I dont know?! You make me happy! You make me feel safe. Its just— sentimental reasons, okay?"
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“Oh . . .”
In extreme truth revealing situations, emotions are always easy to blind humans, especially when it comes to betrayal. Somepeople may act rashly and take risks. Some people stand incredibly still. Their eyes wide, heart cracking and shattering. Some feel silent anger, others feel a panic attack crashing in. 
Maybe things can be better. Right? You can always fix what's broken, whether it was objects or bones. Feelings too. You can fix your feelings, yes? Yes? You can forgive him. Of course you can, can you not? You love him. You need him. 
The tears that fill your eyes start to run down your cheeks and neck. A hiccup slowly leaves your lips as you continue to look down at your shoes. Breathing was getting harder and your hands that hugged you into yourself gripped your biceps a little too harshly, warm crimson was dripping down your arm and fingers.
“H—how—” how dare you, you wanted to ask. The blurry figure in red tried to take a step closer only for you to take one back in return. “I thought I— I thought—” You shut your mouth to hold back the sobs. You brushed your hair from your face, a sad chuckle leaving your lips as you wiped your eyes.
“Why—” You looked at Charles, demanding an explanation. The pain felt immense. The panic washed away and was soon replaced by anger and sadness. “I thought I could trust you? I thought we were a team?” You took a step forward grabbing his wrist holding up the pliers. “I don’t even want to know what you were doing.”
 You dropped his hand before pushing past him. 
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dwntwn-strnlo · 7 months
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MAUERBAUERTRAURIGKEIT chris sturniolo
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. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.
↳ 𝐀/𝐍. idek how i learned this word
↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. christopher sturniolo x reader
↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. the inexplicable urge to push everyone away.
↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? no!
↳ 𝐂𝐖! fluffy sad but like its also sad fluffy but its ok its cute, one use of 'y/n'
you almost fall asleep laying there, tucked into chris' cozy hold. but his tired, hazy voice brings you to open your eyes.
"do you know what mauerbauertraurigkeit means?" he asks, rubbing his thumb along your arm.
you giggle lightly, turning your head to get a better look at chris. trying to meet his eyes, but he stares at the wall. "I dont, I've never even heard of it."
he stays disassociated, zoning off into space. "the inexplicable urge to push everyone away." his voice undeniably gets lighter as he explains it to you. clearly having to had learn about this long enough ago to know the meaning behind it so well.
failing to hide a frown, you nod. "yeah?" you whisper, "do you feel marbertrigit?"
chris gently laughs, a small smile peaking over his lips. "mauerbauertraurigkeit." he corrects you. hesitating slightly before answering your question. "I mean yeah, I feel it with almost everyone. I just want to get up and leave sometimes." his smile disappears and his frown deepens.
seeing how low his mood is, you shift your position and bring your hand up to his face. lightly caressing his cheek. "that's fair," you obviously grow tense in his hold, starting to worry that he wants to push you away. "I mean I feel that too."
he turns the two of you so he's laying on his side, facing you. "but I don't feel it with you." he whispers, trying to stop you from silently freaking out about what you thought he would say.
and it helps, your body loosens a little bit, but you still feel sad that he even knows about this. he clearly feels it if he knows about it, let alone remembers the long word. you gently smile, running your thumb over his freckles.
"I think I feel it with everyone but you, really." he stares deep into your eyes. searching for anything that might hint to what you have to say. "I feel it with my friends, my parents, even nick and matt."
you let the words ring out before giving him your input on the situation. "and thats perfectly okay, everyone needs space sometimes." you whisper, dragging your hand to the back of his head. slowly running your fingers through your hair. "im sure matt and nick have felt it too."
chris closes his eyes for several seconds, taking in your words before looking at you again. his light eyes becoming more pigmented as you stare deeper into them. "i really hope they don't."
pushing yourself closer, you press a soft kiss to his forehead, lingering there as you speak. "if there was anyway i could take this feeling away i would love, i would." you frown lightly, hugging chris as tightly and securely as possible. "i'd take it away so, so fast."
"i know you would," he whispers against your neck, deepening your hug. "thank you, y/n. i love you."
you nod, pressing another kiss to your forehead. "i love you."
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