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booksandpaperss · 1 year
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I posted 5,189 times in 2022
That's 5,189 more posts than 2021!
255 posts created (5%)
4,934 posts reblogged (95%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@aemiron-main
@theonebyler
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@significant-ace-nnoyance
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I tagged 3,321 of my posts in 2022
Only 36% of my posts had no tags
#byler - 714 posts
#mike and will - 222 posts
#mike wheeler - 193 posts
#byler endgame - 167 posts
#mike wheeler i know what you are - 162 posts
#booksandpaperss fic recs - 81 posts
#byler s5 - 76 posts
#art reblog - 68 posts
#byler tumblr - 65 posts
#byler proof - 56 posts
Longest Tag: 138 characters
#like yes right now the ih storyline only makes sense to ppl who already therosize abt it but that’s… bc they’ve just noticed all the clues
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
I fully believe with my entire soul that Will was one pronoun correction away from being kissed by Mike in the van.
Like look at how Mike was lookin at him as it is:
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That is the look of someone who is thinkin about a smooch.
Can you imagine if Will had actually said “you make me feel like I’m not a mistake at all, like I’m better for being different” ???
Legit do not see any scenario in which Mike doesn’t kiss Will before he even finishes, regardless of who was in the van. Like I honestly do not think he was even aware that there were other ppl in the van as it is 😭
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POV you’re looking at the two most superior endgame ships of all time
620 notes - Posted September 2, 2022
#3
Some idiots people on tik tok: I think Will was ready to start moving on from Mike in season 4 and people need to realize that.
Meanwhile this is the Will they’re saying is ready to move on:
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I don’t know about you all, but the the message I took from do revenge was that life ruining revenge is totally acceptable as long as it’s on a performative misogynistic cishet man 😌
635 notes - Posted September 18, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
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Saw this gay alignment chart (lmao) going around with the Nancy&Co fruity four, and I couldn’t resist doing my own version with the OG fruity four bc it fit them too well not to 😌
Anyways it feels so good to be so right 💅
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I posted 735 times in 2022
425 posts created (58%)
310 posts reblogged (42%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
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I tagged 109 of my posts in 2022
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Longest Tag: 118 characters
#i hate hate hate that there's this nt societal expectation of not wanting to be seen as actively wanting relationships
My Top Posts in 2022:
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I am here at the very difficult, very super triggering doctor appointment that I have scheduled and missed/canceled at least 10 times in the last year. Last time was the closest I got to going but then ended up sobbing in bed 5 min before I needed to leave. But today I was determined. I did the safe place exercise. I took my anxiety prn. I got out the door. And now I've done all the basic check in stuff, blood pressure, etc. I can do this. I am safe, even if it doesn't feel like it in my body.
21 notes - Posted May 16, 2022
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CW: doctors
I had a doctor appointment this morning to talk about fatigue. And it went so much better than I expected. I went in expecting to be dismissed like so many other doctors have dismissed my symptoms. But I think I finally found someone who I would feel comfortable having as my primary care doctor. She seems very knowledgeable about chronic illnesses (the reason I chose her) but on top of that she actually listened to what I was saying and instead of testing for the same 3 things every doctor I've seen in the past 5 years has tested for (thyroid, iron, vitamin D) she looked at my past tests and suggested some that no one had thought to check for. She also understood when I told her the reason I hadn't done a sleep study when I was referred for it 5 years ago—that I was required to go off my antidepressants and it wasn't possible at the time. But I would be okay to do that now. So she referred me to a sleep specialist neurologist, who will probably want me to do a sleep study.
It feels so nice to walk out of the doctor's office not wanting to cry. Like, she spent almost a full hour talking with me instead of just popping in for 5 minutes. I'm glad I went to my appointment today.
22 notes - Posted March 7, 2022
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I have therapy tomorrow and I'm thinking about... Maybe not doing EMDR anymore? My therapist and I talked about how I don't feel like it's sticking, and decided to make a few changes to the way we were doing it. We've done one session of EMDR since then. And I haven't noticed any changes, though we didn't finish working with that belief/memory. I just feel like maybe it's not the right modality for me. I honestly feel like I got a lot more out of the IFS work we were doing and the somatic therapy we've done. So I might ask to switch to something that I know will have positive outcomes instead of just... what feels like meh outcomes. EMDR has taken a lot more work for me than it seems to for most other people, including other folks with DID, with a lot less payoff. So idk. It's presented as this magical cure, but there's a reason it isn't the only therapy everyone offers now—because it isn't necessarily the right fit for everyone. And I think I'm in the camp of "not the right fit."
23 notes - Posted March 14, 2022
#2
I read another Devon Price article today that I thought was really good. It captures a lot of my feelings about the topic
65 notes - Posted November 3, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
I just thought the sentence "I'm recovering from tomorrow" on accident when I meant yesterday, but damn if that's not a chronic illness mood 😂
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noclue32 · 2 years
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New Auras Ch.2 (Poe Dameron x Jedi!Pilot! Reader) (She/her Pronouns) Slow burn
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Hey you guys! Thank you so much for the love and support on the first chapter of "New Auras"! I wanted to thank you guys for the support to try and make this chapter longer, but I ended running out of time and cutting it in half. Though, it is significantly longer then the last chapter! And we meet Poe :) Again, reblogs and any kind of notes are greatly appreciated. As a little headcanon, if I had to pick a song to give a general vibe of my Poe, I would pick Moving Out by Billy Joel :)
The master list can be found here
WC: 2,322
Chapter 2, The Meeting
General Leia Organa’s eyes finally opened. “Alzubith,” she thought swiftly, trying to find a folder to begin crafting out the plans for the mission. Considering the danger of the planet, it was important that the mission be completed with stealth and speed. Leia contacting you caused your connection with the force to grow stronger, signaling those near its presence. It was of utmost importance that the situation be dealt with as fast as possible. She knew who to contact. 
Commander Poe Dameron, the best pilot of the resistance, jolted awake at the sound of his holopad ringing. Lazily, he rubbed his face before reading the message. “Meet me in my office at once,” it read. This prompted him to change into a presentable shirt, pants and jacket before rushing out the door. He became increasingly anxious, his boots clicking in the almost empty hallway making his way to the office. It was unusual for Leia to call him at such an ungodly hour. Swinging the door open, he made his presence known, “Ma’am?” Dameron called. 
On the other side of the room, General Organa sat behind her desk with a datapad placed on it. “Come sit down commander,” she spoke before he followed the order. “I apologize for calling so late.” The general shifted, sitting relaxed in her chair. 
The commander felt quite the opposite, sitting quite literally on the edge of his seat. “Don’t worry about it commander, I can never sleep much anyways,” Poe chuckled. “Is everything okay?” 
The woman opposite of him slid the datapad to face him. “Yes, although I have a bit of a task for you. I need you to retrieve a pilot for me.” When instructing him on his mission, she thought it important to not mention your sensitivity to the force, even though she knew he himself also had a sensitivity. The top of the pad read, “Y/N Y/L/N, twenty-three.” With a couple years old public record image of yourself. 
Poe picked up the pad of information and soaked it in, he was sure you were one of the most attractive people he had ever seen. General Organa noticed his reaction, and tried to keep her smug smile in. "What's the catch?" He looked up to his superior, questioning why he of all people was assigned to the chore. 
Sighing, Leia looked around at the empty walls. "Besides her being on Alzubith, I'm not sure how willing she will be to join the Resistance. Not to mention that this must be completed as fast as possible." Meeting his eyes once more she assured, "I know you are capable of completing this. I've seen you do the impossible before." The commander twitched, thinking of what to say. "I believe she can be found in some sort of repair shop, otherwise it's up to you to find her." 
Dameron thought of anything that could specify the location of the subject that she might know. "Does this pilot have something they fly often?" 
"From what I know, a T-65 X-Wing." 
"She must be into flying classics then, correct?" This drawed a slight laugh from Leia. 
"Most likely not. Considering Alzubith, it was probably the only thing she could get her hands on." This sparked an idea in Poe's crowded mind, "Don't think about anything spectacular. This mission must be completed with stealth as well." She answered as if she was reading his mind. Maybe she was. 
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Entering the hangar, Dameron considered flying his famous “Black One” starfighter, alas, he did not want to take the risk of losing something so valuable to him. After about ten minutes, he found the perfect ship to take with him. A beat up T-70, he could kill two birds with one stone. Impress you, and get the ship fixed at one of the many mechanic shops on the planet. Though, the thought of it breaking down or it being spotted by a first order soldier was an easily believable reality. Lost in his thoughts, he did not notice the droid beeping towards him until his friend rolled into his leg. 
Poe turned down to find his friend and smiled, “BB-8, weren’t you being repaired!?” A series of excited beeps seemed to answer his question. “So you’re ready to go?” Crouching down on his knees he examined the orange droid further with a quizzical look. BB-8 spinned, beeping loudly as he answered the man once again. “Okay, okay I get it. I was just being cautious.” The man looked up to the ship again, and before he could even invite BB along he was already trying to push themself up into the droid port of the ship. “Alright I guess that means you’re coming with me BB,” He laughed and nudged his friend into his seat before pushing himself up into his own and pushing his helmet snug on. 
Landing a couple hours later on Alzubith, Poe shortly noticed a presence of First Order soldiers that townspeople questioned and stared at. This planet was out of most First Order bases reaches, making himself confused as well. He took his time flying throughout space to make sure he was not spotted by any suspicious cruisers, although it was now the early morning. After throwing a sheet over his ship, he continued his journey to the nearest shop, BB-8 following closely behind. “Don’t wander..” Dameron’s raspy voice ordered his friend, approaching a Twi'lek. “Excuse me, ma’am!” He called, jogging towards the woman. The man stopped in front of her, prior to asking her a vague question. “I’m looking for a pilot, have you got any of those around here?”
Her brows furrowed, “For hire? We’ve got plenty,” she responded, pulling a communicator from the front pocket of her overalls. The Twi’lek looked down at it before pausing, “Did you mean for transport or for smuggling?” 
The clearly lost resistance fighter shook his head, “No, no I was looking for someone in specific. Would you know of anyone flying a T-65 around here? I’m trying to buy it off of them.” A terrible lie, he knew. Everyone who had ever experienced a lie from Poe could tell of his fibbing from the moment after it left his mouth. Unfortunately, he could barely tell a lie to save his life, although he at least had to try and cover why he was really looking for you. 
“A T-65? That piece of junk? Bovdip owns it, his shops a half a mile east from here,” She said before pausing. “Are you sure you want to buy that thing? I can sell you a Radiant VII that’s in twice better the condition the X-Wing is in, and it's missing an engine. ” 
“A half a mile? Okay, thank you very much,” Poe interrupted, before exposing his signature smile and starting to make his way to the direction he was informed of, much to the confusion of the stranger. They walked in silence before a few beeps erupted from BB-8. “What is it buddy?” His attention turned to his friend, whose metal dome was directed to the sky. Specifically the elusive X-Wing they had been searching for, speeding through a thin canyon passage. The veteran pilot’s jaw dropped to the floor examining how fast and comfortably you flew, with the wings nearly scraping the walls of rock. 
Turning your fighter plane to the right you made sure to hold on to a side of the canopy, fearing you might become unconscious of reality like you had the day before. You were already running late to deliver a special part to your work you had to retrieve from three towns over. Finally making it out of the claustrophobic canyon, you untensed and arrived at your destination. Slowly and cautiously you landed, afraid the relic you flew could fall apart at any moment. 
Bovdip, a Rodian, awaited your arrival at the hangar. This was unusual, since you usually dropped whatever he needed off at his office. After pushing yourself out of the ship, you watched your boots smack the hard ground and looked up to your superior. 
"Sorry about the wait, sir." He opened his palm and you rested the part in it. "The Jawas were taking forever, I swear to the maker I wasn't slow on purpose," you quickly explained, afraid that was the reason he met you. 
He grunted, starting to speak his native language, "I have to find better sellers anyway.." Bovdip sighed and shook his head. You could roughly translate whatever he said. "That's not why I'm here. Someone requested you by name to fix their ship," Bovdip pointed his head in the direction of a human man standing by an orange droid. The visible heat made it hard for you to make out who it was. 
A weird feeling hit you, you could feel his presence, his aura. It was weak but there nonetheless. "Alright, I'll catch up with you later." You pulled off the slightly tight helmet you were wearing before handing it to him, it was his property after all. Your hair unraveled from it, blowing back in the wind. 
Making your way towards him you thought of the possibility of his being here to cause you harm. After yesterday's scare, you were sure to arm yourself with a blaster, which hung on a clip to your coveralls. As you got closer, you were able to identify his features. The man's curly black hair framed his chiseled features, complemented by sparkly brown eyes. He seemed familiar, especially because of the way his hands rested on his hips. His face was also notably plastered with a dumb grin. "Was he on a resistance poster…?" You thought to yourself preparing to face whatever might happen. 
Poe watched as you pulled yourself from your seat, and talked to the person he had asked for you. His hands landed on his hips as he looked down to his droid, "Don't worry BB, I'll work my charm and we'll be out of here in no time." BB-8 bleeped out a phrase of doubt. When looking up, he could finally see you clearly. You looked even more beautiful in the hot Alzubith sun then you did in the picture he was shown, your hair blowing back in the wind and the dark blue coveralls you wore zipped down enough to show your dark tank top. Sweat dripped from where the unmarked helmet once was, and you wiped it away with the back of your hand from your eyes. The pilot felt his smile slowly form, but then reminded himself that he was there for business. 
“Hey!” He mustered out, as you became closer. 
“Hey!” You paused, “Do I know you?” You two were now close enough not to yell at each other. Squinting your eyes you examined his face again, he was definitely familiar. Looking down at BB-8 you smiled, he was an amazingly well made droid, especially well intact. You interrupted your admiration by remembering the conversation you were in, and looking back up to the stranger. 
Shaking his head, he answered your query, “No, no, I heard you know a little something about X-Wings, is that true?” Poe crossed his arms and leaned in with his stupid smile. 
“I know ‘a little something’ about the T-65 if that’s what you’re referring to,” you asked suspiciously, closely inching your hand to your blaster, which he noticed. 
He quickly responded, making sure you weren't to use your weapon, “Just come with me, the underbelly of my ship is just scraped up revealing some wires. Trust me.”
“‘Trust me’.” The phrase ran through your head for a moment. You were not sure the last time you were really able to trust anyone. Maybe since your padawan days. The school you served under taught you to trust some, but be weary of most. Ironically, that school burned down because of trust, with the main master never to be seen since. Skywalker. “Fine,” you answered with your best customer service smile, something inside you told you this man was telling the truth. Though how could your gut always be correct? 
His face seemed pleased with the lie, at least. After telling him to wait a moment, you went to grab a creeper, a fancy name for a wood panel with wheels to check under the plane. 
Upon your return, he started to guide you towards his plane, which was a little bit of a walk away. His droid, a BB-8 following closely behind him. You admired the droid some more as you walked along. “Do you get him tuned up around here?” 
He looked back to you, before shaking his head. “No, no, I work on him myself, along with a few other specific mechanics. You like what you see?” Poe laughed and followed himself up, “I don’t trust just anyone to work on my buddy, we’ve been through thick and thin together…. You got a droid yourself?” 
Responding by a shake of your own head, you continued, “Sometimes I’ll work with some droids from the shop or fix them up, but usually I’m able to work by myself well enough.” The man opposite of you nodded shortly before arriving at a covered plane. 
You both stopped for a moment, while it seemed like he might have taken a deep breath. Grabbing a side of the sheet, he stopped again before pulling it off with great speed. You could not believe what was in front of you. A T-70 X-Wing. More importantly a T-70 X-Wing with resistance decals painted across its body. Your breathing hitched and you quickly tried to think of some sort of excuse. Was this who called you yesterday? No, it wasn’t. Was it related? You couldn’t be sure, but getting away from this strange…. stranger, was your biggest concern. Of course, he was able to notice your surprise, “My names Poe, Poe Dameron. I’m a resistance fighter.”
Again, I would like to reaffirm this is a SLOW burn :D So romance yet to come. <3 Until next time
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nekoannie-chan · 2 years
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Bring me to life part II
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Pairing: Steve Rogers X Kathleen (OFC).
Word count: 1169 words.
Summary: Kathleen tried to arrange her marriage, but realized she was tired of the situation.
Warnings: Mean!Steve, break up.
A/N: This is my entry to @writercole‘s Millenial Mixtape Challenge with the song #65:
“Bring me to life by Evanescence.”
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.
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August 2022
 He got in the house. He had waited until Kath left; the first thing he saw was the gift box. He frowned. The gift was for him. He opened it. It was a watch. Kath had bought it for their anniversary. He didn't remember what it was or when, and that's how he concluded that the time she asked him to come home was to celebrate. It also meant that her birthday had already passed and he had forgotten it.
Steve knew how much Kathleen loved him. If he prepared something special, he would forgive him and everything would be as before. Apart from that, she had to understand that he was very busy helping others.
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Kathleen noticed Natasha was nervous when she saw her, even though she had already analyzed her mind and found nothing unusual.
Perhaps because she hadn't seen Steve since that day in the gym and, from what it seemed, she hadn't gone home either, she couldn't deny that she felt lost. Sometimes she just needed to not listen to the minds of others. She was startled to hear the door suddenly open.
"Romanoff, can you let us talk alone, please?" Steve asked as he entered the office.
Natasha nodded and quickly walked out of there. Kath even found that the woman moved exaggeratedly fast as if running away from her.
"What's wrong?" Kath was surprised that Steve was going to see her; they had barely spoken in recent years.
"Tomorrow we'll go out," Steve replied.
"Why?" She was confused; the last time they had gone out was the day when Thanos complicated the existence of the entire universe.
"To celebrate our anniversary and your birthday."
"Ha ha ha, great joke." "Steve, that was many weeks ago. I won't go. I don't feel like celebrating anything," Kath thought it was a joke. She wasn't in the mood for jokes.
"We'll go to dinner. You're going to get ready, and we'll have a good time," Steve said and left his wife's office.
Kath grimaced. No, she had tried to fix things that time and he hadn't cared, nor that she felt lonely for all that time.
That night, Steve did not come home, but neither did Kath. For a moment, however, she concluded that she had to think of something else, to find another solution because she was already tired.
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Kath was breathing heavily. She couldn't go home that day; he would probably be waiting for her. She couldn't go to the parking lot either; she would have to open a portal when she wanted to leave. She took her mobile phone and dialled.
"Is he there?" she asked.
"He's waiting for you outside your office. From here I see him," Brock replied, pulling the curtain a little to see better. But also, someone else is waiting for you.
"Brock..."
"Kitty, it's not me, it's agent Simmons. It seems she needs your help," Brock replied.
"Do I see you in Rollins' office? I don't want to see him.
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Kath's fingers were drumming at what he expected. Jack was still dumbfounded. He still didn't know or understand how he had ended up in all that mess. However, he was overjoyed when he saw Brock and Jemma come in.
Without imagining it, Kath got what she needed to avoid Steve, Jemma needed a little of her powers, and fixing what she needed took them until the next morning. Kath was so entertained that she didn't even bother to let her husband know.
The next day, Steve took her by the arm to stop her as soon as he saw her. He was very angry that things hadn't gone as he planned.
"You didn't show up last night," he reproached.
"I was busy," she replied, taking her arm off his back.
"You lie," Steve countered, standing in front of him to prevent him from leaving.
"Jemma needed me. I lost track of time."
"Simmons? You don't know what I tried...
"I have things to do."
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January 2023
 She didn't even know why she kept going. Since the last time they talked, she didn't even stay there anymore. Occasionally she went. She saw the dirty clothes in the basket. She sighed. Steve didn't worry about fixing his mess either. She took the shirt and froze for a few minutes. Now she understood everything. Steve probably forgot that she had visions.
Although she would actually have liked to have had one many years earlier, perhaps that would have saved everything they experienced.
She would no longer stay in that house. She took his bags. Until that moment, she had not dared to take out her belongings, but she no longer wanted to continue like this. She was going to take the photo albums, but she left them. She didn't really want them. She called me Brock.
I need your help. I just realized something. See you in two hours in a... "You know my secret place?" she asked. That's because, after hanging up something unintelligible, that spell would make Steve not suspect anything.
The first thing she did when she arrived at the hostel was to arrange the suitcases. Now she would live there. It was the place that her friends had left her, that area that almost nobody knew nor could they enter. She saw the clock, it was time. Brock knew the location, but he could not enter. The only thing he saw was a hill. Kath was grateful that Agatha had taught her to hide the place.
"Are you okay?" was the first thing Brock asked when she let him in.
"Better than ever."
"Kitty, don't lie."
"Seriously, I'm fine. I've made a decision," she said, pausing and swallowing before continuing. "I want to divorce Steve, but without him knowing."
Brock's gesture was at first one of understanding, but it soon changed to confusion. He did not understand how he could achieve it.
"I think I don't understand. He must agree..."
"Brookie, you forgot something very important; I have two things in my favor; I have powers because of my X gene and magic. Of course, I will need some of your help, but he should not find out. I just don't want anything from him but divorce," she said.
"I don't understand. How can I help you?"
"It's very simple. You will tell him that you need to talk to him and there he will sign the papers. I will use my powers to do it. Then I will erase from his mind that this happened. He will not remember it," she explained.
"Kath, why?"
I don't love him anymore. I think I stopped doing it a long time ago, but I didn't want to accept it. I want to be happy with Brock, that's all.
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They continued with the plan. Steve didn't even notice. He was confused when he woke up. He didn't remember going to the ward, but that didn't matter. It was time to go to work.
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I posted 519 times in 2022
That's 519 more posts than 2021!
151 posts created (29%)
368 posts reblogged (71%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@nightingaleflow
@itsyoursunshinebabe
@justmyownreality
@silvermadara
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I tagged 422 of my posts in 2022
Only 19% of my posts had no tags
#jjk x reader - 77 posts
#naruto - 65 posts
#jujutsu kaisen - 51 posts
#jujutsu kaisen x reader - 50 posts
#female reader - 35 posts
#jjk - 30 posts
#tobirama senju - 27 posts
#tobirama x reader - 25 posts
#haikyuu - 25 posts
#reader insert - 24 posts
Longest Tag: 107 characters
#then my friend reminded it's okay to make mistakes and that i do my best and that's all that really matters
My Top Posts in 2022:
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When they first saw you naked- JJK characters part 1
Characters: Itadori Yuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Satoru Gojo
AN: Crack, cliche, please don't kill me 😬
MDNI!!!
There will be sexual themes (oh you don't say??)
Anyway, enjoy
Yuji Itadori:
I can’t not think about him in a bathrobe, deal with it! The first time he saw you naked, you were on a mission in Hokkaido, and since Tokyo was a bit far away and it was already late, you two decided to stay in a hotel.
You thought I wouldn’t use clichés, ahahah And there was only one room available! So you booked in.
The room had two beds, a bathroom, a small kitchen and a nice balcony with a picturesque view. Everything was clean, not a small peck of dust was visible. You two were happy that finally you could take a shower and rest. It was a long mission as it started by the travelling part yesterday evening and though Yuji slept through the journey, you couldn’t sleep a wink.
You let Yuji take a shower at first. Despite your stickiness, you lied down on one bed and drifted into a light slumber.
It couldn’t have been more than half an hour, because when you woke up, you found Yuji sipping red wine on the balcony. In.A.Bathrobe.
It took all your remaining energy not to drool over him You decided to take a shower as well, but oh, silly you and your tired brain, guess who forgot to bring pyjamas to the bathroom? Yes. You.
So you waltzed out in your fluffy towel, trying to be as silent as you could, but the pinkette already noticed you and invited you to have a glass of wine with him.
Did I mention you had a crush on him? Him and those damned puppy eyes... You sighed as you joined him. In a towel wrapped loosely around you, as you didn’t really plan to stay like this for that long.
Here comes the interesting part *winks* It doesn’t really matter how lightweight you are, you were tired, sooo tired, and haven’t eaten all day long, so naturally, you felt a bit tipsy. Yuji too. He hugged you, it was completely okay, he’s used to do it before.
The man was warm, you almost melted in his embrace. His muscular arms hold you gently, like you were a porcelain doll, you could smell his signature fresh scent with a hint of fabric softener. As you laid your hand on his chest, you could swear his heart beat faster than before.
You smiled at him, a dark blush spreading on your face, while the conscious part of you was arguing to stop flirting with him. Yuji was a sweetheart, a lovely, cute man, a strong sorcerer, a great friend. Your crush. Or was it more? Did it matter? You wanted to kiss him.
As you stepped back, the towel fell off of you in a swift and elegant style, letting the pink haired man enjoy the view. Have you seen people sober up in a millisecond? You cursed yourself, you cursed this whole situation, your silliness, everything, just grabbed the towel, tried to put it on meanwhile Yuji was staring at you like he just won a million dollar. Your hands were still clumsy.
The man felt awkward. Should he help you? He really didn’t want to. You always enchanted him with your eyes full of warmth, your cheeky smile, and now your divine body...Yuji was glad the bathrobe was lose, otherwise he’d have some explaining to do.
Megumi Fushiguro:
For people, who think he is a gentleman...you okay? Like...man is literally crazy and I love it. He’s Toji’s son, so...what are we talking about? Okay, so you and Megumi were classmates/friends and now colleagues. At the age of 20, you two were quite inexperienced, while Nobara and Yuji kept on persisting both of you to go on a date, meet other people, nor you or Megumi were interested in that.
As for Megumi, you didn’t know the reason, but yours was very simple: You didn’t want to date other people, you only had eye for the dark haired sorcerer, whose stone cold expression hid so many secrets. Lucky for you, somehow, he tolerated your presence, moreover, he actually seemed to like it!
Do I hear a wedding music in the background? Anyway, it all happened on a beautiful, bright Autumn day, when you decided to stay in and clean your house. Since you’ve been quite busy lately with all the missions, your house was mad messy. You sighed, dressed in a tank top and shorts -and as you didn’t expect anyone- you went for a braless day.
Everything went smoothly: your laundry was done in a few hours, the dirty dishes packed nicely in the dishwasher, most of your rooms were dusted and you even had time to vacuum in the house. It’s just you needed to organize the kitchen cabinets, were you stored all your spices and flour, sugar, etc.
That’s when your bell rang. You opened the door and for your biggest surprise, Megumi Fushiguro was standing right in front of you, dressed casually but somehow he always looks put together. And here you were, a literal mess.
“I see you forgot” His voice was a bit disappointed and that’s when it hit you: you promised to go to the cat cafe that opened last week. You nagged him for days until he finally said yes and now you forgot about it? Y/n, how could you????!!!!
“Of course not, just give me ten minutes and I’m ready.” You mumbled with a huge blush on your cheeks. How could you forget about ‘the date’ okay it was not a date, but you liked to think all these little hangouts as dates.
Megumi took off his shoes, and sat down in the living room, while you were frantically running around like a headless chicken. You felt really silly. Usually you have more time to get ready, you plan what to wear, how to do your makeup and hair. Megumi was a blessing from above, you didn’t want to look like a sack of potato next to him.
You finally decided on a lose band t-shirt, that both of you like and ripped shorts, your makeup was natural and simple, just like your hair, yet you looked amazing. A sigh escaped your lips. You did it! Such a relief.
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488 notes - Posted October 19, 2022
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When you're on your period! -JJK headcanons
Yuji Itadori:
He dreaded these days, but what can he do? The pinkette was head over heels in love with you, and he’s used to people with anger issues anyways *looks at Fushiguro*
So when your period started, he panicked at first, like usually. Then he went to the store to grab some comfort snack you’d crave at midnight.
He is the best at giving massages! And they actually help easing the pain!!! Never leave him, if you do at least drop him at mine.
Yuji may seem clueless, but he’s generally good at reading the atmosphere, so he would just know what you need! You need a footrub? Got it! You want more chocolates? He’s already putting on his shoes. You want to be carried like a princess? You are his princess, so hop on, because Yuji is your knight in shining armour!
He’s confused at first what period products to choose, so he called you. A hundred times. Just to be sure. “Y/n, what is your tampon size?” Isn’t he just the cutest?
Megumi Fushiguro:
Poor boy. Well, what is he going to do? Avoid you? Yeah, that was the actual plan at first...
He’s bad with emotions and he knows that, however, he loves you and didn’t want to upset you, but he doesn’t want to walk on eggshells around you, boy doesn’t know how to do that. Megumi’s seen some scary women in his young life *khm Nobara khm Maki*.
So seeing you actually being chill with relatively insignificant burst outs surprises him. You’re just more clingy that usual, you crave for weird food at any given time, and you’re in pain. That’s it. Megumi Fushiguro is in shock.
He read a bunch of books about women anthropology and decided to handle things in his own way. The always grumpy boy cooks for you delicious and healthy meals that can strengthen your body during your period. He makes you tea, specifically suggested for periods, nags you to go to bed at reasonable time.
He won’t buy you period products! Boy is too shy and when he sees the vast variety, he lost it, and walked out of the store with an embarrassed blush on his face.
Satoru Gojo:
*whispers* This is going to be a wild ride darling
Satoru, our favourite white haired menace just happened to be a liiiitle thrilled to baby you. He tries to cook for you and fails miserably because at the same time he keeps doing many other things, like running a bath for you, only to realize you’re out of your favourite bath salt and with that energy he runs to the drugstore. Leaving the food on the stove.
Just a lovely chaotic mess in general. Man is so scared to do something wrong, he wants to be the best for you. But as we know, he is a menace...
He teases you for crying, but then you hit his arms and he better just shut up. He jokingly says how violent you are. You glare at him. He gulps and tries not to talk for at least ten minutes.
Satoru is soooo excited to let him go period product shopping with you, never missing an opportunity to create an embarrassing situation. “Baby, nooo, this tampon is bigger, trust me, you need it.” At least he pays for everything.
Kento Nanami
Husband material!!!
See, Kento is a mature man, who would never make joke out of your period, and would never make you feel even more uncomfortable.
Just like Megumi, he just knows what to cook for you, what tea to make, also, he would ask you to take painkillers, because he’d never like to see you suffer.
Joins your period product shopping, taking notes inside his head, memorizing every product, so next time you wouldn’t have to do it. Stacks up some more...just in case.
Encourages you to exercise as it also helps easing the pain. Kento would do anything just to make you feel better. Expect lots and lots of head massages!
Toge Inumaki:
Oh boy, ooooh boy.
Another menace, an adorable one, but still. However somehow his EQ is higher than the a certain white haired giant cat’s, so, let’s see what we’ve got here.
Surprisingly good at handling your outbursts, whether it’s crying or yelling or anything. He. Would. Handle. It! Toge could remain calm in any situation, so it’s a big plus.
So here you are, a crying mess, because you ran out of your favourite chocolate and it’s 1 am, so everything nearby is closed. You cry. Toge embraces you, signing he’d find you some, puts on his shoes and literally hunt down the last bar of chocolate from the other side of the town. Marry him, if you won’t I will! Actually you know what? I just keep him for myself.
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744 notes - Posted October 6, 2022
#3
The last one to realize you're pregnant -Jujutsu Kaisen Headcanons
AN: I wanted to post something so badly, but I'm sick and can't concentrate at all, and this was the only thing I had. I edited a bit, also I'm planning to add more characters later.
Tw: pregnancy, shitty grammar
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Yuji Itadori:
It shouldn’t even be a surprise after all Yuji was a passionate man, who liked to express his love in every possible way, yet when you were holding the positive pregnancy test, you felt it so surreal, despite it was him who suggested trying for a baby 4 months ago, fear still managed to flood your mind. And now you’re sitting on the bathroom floor, ogleing the small plastic stick.
Your first idea was to visit Shoko immediately, so you did, to confirm what you’ve already knew. According to the ultrasound, the foetus was 5 weeks old, and so far everything looked good. You thanked properly and rushed back home, only to be spotted by a certain gingerette in front of your house, who greeted you excitedly, but when she hugged you, the test fell out of your pocket.
Nobara stared at you. You stared at her. Speechless.
“Is this...a pregnancy test?”
You gulped, nodding nervously.
“NO WAY I HAVE TO TELL FUSHIGURO ABOUT IT!” She exclaimed loudly and already sent a text to her ex classmate and good friend.
“So, what did he say? Is he happy? Listen Y/n if Itadori ever wants to leave you after knocking you up, I’m gonna kill him.” She grabbed your shoulder as a reassurance and blabbered about how she’s going to be the cool aunt, planned your baby’s room (??) the whole colour palette, what clothes are needed etc.
Ten minutes later she even called your previous sensei, who was just as excited as Nobara, and already ordered the newest baby clothes from Gucci.
You were standing in front of the chaos surrounded you, but the best was yet to come! Gojo appeared out of nowhere, joining the little chat about cool baby things, with teary eyes, repeating himself at least three times about how proud grandpa(??) is he.
Meanwhile your husband just got home from a mission. He was tired, but happy to come home to you, to feel you, talk to you and lost in your warm embrace. These imagines made him smile, while people at the traffic were honking at him, to move already. Also, the fact that Fushiguro sent him a congratulating text was the cherry on top. Though, he was not sure why his friend congratulated him, but it really didn’t matter.
He got out of the car, wanted to go in the house, but he heard very loud noises coming from the front door, that’s when he spotted his sensei and ex classmate who couldn’t stop talking, you on the other hand were standing silently, not sure where to pay attention.
“You didn’t even tell him??” Screamed Nobara. “How?? He has the right to know. Or are you scared that he’d leave you? I’m going to kill him.”
“Don’t accuse Yuji with such thing”
“But men are trash.”
“No we’re not.”
“Enough! I didn’t even have a chance to tell him. I took the test this morning, and then I went straight to Shoko. Then you two stopped me.” You side eyed them. “Anyway, I have to figure out how to tell him.”
“Just don’t do any difficult thing, Itadori is as intelligent as a dead bug.”
That’s when said man decided to step in, and find out what’s happening. He greeted everyone with a smile, pecked your lips lovingly and suddenly everyone went silent. It was suspicious. True, Yuji Itadori was not a genius, but even he noticed something’s up.
“We better go now.” Waved Nobara. “Good luck. Tell me how it went.”
“Y/n? What’s happening? What test were you talking about? Is it a sickness? I won’t leave you I promise. Just tell me what’s up. Please.” He literally begged you with his irresistible puppy eyes. So much for having a cute announcement...
You sighed, leading your husband to the house. When he settled in the living room, you took out the test from your pocket and handed it to him.
Of course a puzzled expression appeared on his face. Two lines on a test, what could it be? You chuckled at his visible confusion and gave him the ultrasound picture that Shoko took of the baby.
“What is it?”
“Our baby.”
“Cool” He smiled. “WHAT?”
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940 notes - Posted September 16, 2022
#2
The last one to realize you are pregnant- JJK headcanons part 2!!!
AN: Yaaay, finally I could write. I'm so happy. I promised so much fluff, so here it is.
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Toge Inumaki:
The first signs of your pregnancy were almost unnoticeable: Some of your clothes felt tighter than usually, big deal, you’ve been eating quite irregularly these days of course you happened to gain a bit weight; due to your irregular eating habits you’ve been feeling nauseous sometimes in the morning, must be because of stomach acid; also, you missed your period. Twice. It can happen, after all you are a sorcerer, which is a stressful job to have, you shrugged.
The possibility of carrying a child seemed surreal for you. Both you and your long time partner, Toge, were a bit busier than normally, resulting in not having an active love life. Of course that doesn’t mean you don’t do it at all, but not as regularly as you used to.
You kneeled in front of the toilet, emptying your stomach yet again, feeling extremely tired of this situation. Toge literally begged you in the morning to visit Shoko, and now that you finally have a day off, it was time to find out what can cause this weird sickness.
The usually emotionless doctor smiled knowingly after telling her your symptoms. She asked you to lay on the bed to do an ultrasound. You obeyed without a question, believing it would be a routine examination to see your stomach, not expecting two little beans on the monitor. Shoko carefully explained that you’re pregnant, with twins, and you have to be more careful with missions not to risk the babies’ life.
Being with Toge Inumaki meant you have to do the talking, but now you were just as speechless as him. Two little babies are growing in you, which could have been a good news, as you and the white haired sorcerer loved each other, but you haven’t touched this topic, as both of you’ve got way too many missions.
“Maybe we could slow down” You thought, as Yuuta approached with Maki by his side, Panda walking behind them with your boyfriend. They just arrived from a relatively easy mission, it only took them two hours, no wonder, after all they’re all first grade and special grade sorcerers.
Upon spotting you, Toge ran towards you with a worried expression on his face, signing if you are okay. “Shoko examined me, everything seems fine.” You smiled at the man, who let out a sigh. He didn’t understand the reason of these symptoms, but as you told him earlier, it must have been because of your busy lifestyle.
Panda took him to Shoko, as the Inumaki managed to overuse his cursed speech again, leaving him with bleeding throat that no cough syrup can heal. You waved him goodbye, promising to meet you at home, while Maki looked at you suspiciously.
“What?” She just shook her head “Does he knows?”
You gulped that made Maki laugh out loud “Don’t tell me you were too scared to tell him you’re pregnant.”
Yuuta, who was the silent participant of the conversation stared at you wide eyed, then congratulated you properly, asking questions such as “Is the baby okay?” “They’re twins” “Oh God. Uhm, how are you feeling?” “Like a piece of shit.”
The green eyed woman, who happened to be your best friend, “gently” patted your shoulder, you’re pregnant now, she must be more careful from now on after all. “How would you tell him?” See, that was a good question. How to tell the menace of your life, who’s also your soul mate and the prettiest human being on Earth that you’d be giving birth to not one, but two little Inumakis, who’d be cursed speech users most probably.
Toge was a child at heart, so innocent, despite he’s seen more than enough of this world’s cruelty. He was a natural talent, good at everything, things happened just the way he wanted to, except he can’t use his words, yet he still managed to get your heart, that beats for him, and now, for your babies.
At home you stared at the ultrasound pictures. Two little beans who are 10 weeks old in your womb. How couldn’t you notice them earlier? And more importantly, how would tell him the news? You were sitting on your bed, head buried in your hands, when the bell rang, you rushed to the door leaving the pictures in your bedroom.
Toge was feeling better, though his throat still hurt a bit, he embraced you as usually, while you pulled the zipper to see his lovely face, but instead of a smile, a frown was sitting on his face, you assumed it was because of his pain. You gently caressed his cheeks, but the hurt look remained.
“Are you okay, love?”
“Salmon”
“Does your throat hurt?”
“Fish flakes”
“Then what is it?”
The purple eyed man sighed, and started to type on his phone: “I know you’re pregnant, Panda told me, who heard it from Maki and Yuuta. I just wish I was the first one to know.” You paled while reading this one sentence.
“Are you...happy, Toge?”
“Very much.”
Kento Nanami:
This man knows you more than you yourself, he’s always aware of why you’re sick and what to do;  when you are on your period and how to comfort you; he knows your allergies and always considers them when ordering or cooking.
You just recovered from a terrible flu, which caused your whole immune system to collapse, your stomach weak, still coughing and feeling worn, also, you managed to miss your period. Kento knew that, but he heard that after such horrible illness, these symptoms were normal, so he leaved it to be, especially since you were on the pill.
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1,043 notes - Posted September 21, 2022
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Baby Fever- Jujutsu Kaisen headcanons
tw: pregnancy, miscarriage, talking about s*x , sh*tty grammar (sorry I'm reaaaally tired but I wanted to write this)
Yuji Itadori:
You’ve been together for 8 years at that point, it was a teenage romance matured into real love, you and Yuji lived together for 5 years, engaged last year on your birthday, everything was just perfect
Yuji adored you, cherished every single moment, not missing a chance to remind you how amazing you are, even on your bad days, you could count on him to cheer you up with his goofy smile
No matter how stupid you may looked, for him, you were the most beautiful person on the planet. He would never ever leave you, not even for Jennifer Lawrence and this is a big thing.
So when you picked up the crying child and made funny faces to cheer him up, Yuji at first just smiled. The kid ran off from his mother, and got lost and now he’s in front of a cafe where you two went on a date. No one asked the child what’s wrong, except you.
But due to your arm injury you couldn’t carry him for too long, so you asked Yuji to help out, and he gladly did, letting the child sit on his shoulders, grabbing Yuji’s head, who winced as the tiny hands pulled his styled pink hair, but didn’t say a word.
After a few minutes the kid started to stroke his hair ever so gently with his tiny chubby fingers, sometimes whispered about his mom, but you turned around and reassured the boy that you’d find his mother.
And soon you did. Poor woman was in tears running towards her precious little boy, closing his tiny body in her warm embrace. She thanked you and wanted to offer money, but you declined and walked back to your home.
Yuji felt a strange, unexplainable feeling...you, him, a kid who sits on his shoulders, caressing his hair, laughing at you, making faces, eating ice cream together. It would be nice.
He blushed at the thought and decided to keep it in himself, not wanting to bother you. What if you don’t want kids? But...you need to talk, so he just blurted out: “Do you want to have kids?”
You were of course surprised, as you’ve never ever touched this subject, it would be a big challenge, no lie, but then you looked at Yuji, your soul mate, best friend and forever love.
“Why not?”
Megumi Fushiguro:
This was not your job! Gojo’s twins were not exactly the most well behaved ones, that’s for sure, so you understood why he needed a few hours break with his wife to go on a date. Poor woman... But still! You really don’t know why Megumi dragged you into this.
“Because you’re good with kids.” Was his response, and it wasn’t even true. You had no idea how to play with these little devils who only wanted to light everything on fire because “it’s so cool, I can be Sam the fire-fighter and you’ll be Elvis.” So the kids fought over who’d be Sam and who’d be Elvis...
You were panicking, the kids were crying, and Megumi really wanted to get out of here, but leaving you alone with the Gojo kids...he was not that cruel. Suddenly an idea popped into his mind.
“Why won’t we create our own characters, hm? You can be fire-fighter Hiro and you could be fire-fighter Ken. You are both the best heroes in the whole world.” He explained the children who listened in awe. Megumi grabbed some coloured pencils, a paper and a scissor and made origami fire.
“Oh look, the fire is getting bigger by every second, Hiro, Ken, we need your help.” You helped him out by playing the damsel in distress so the boys could save you.
By 8 pm the boys fell asleep on the couch, after Megumi was telling them a story about fire-fighters. You kissed their foreheads, then put a blue knitted blanket on them. It was not that bad. After you found out what entertains them, everything went smoothly. Megumi looked at you, his partner for more than ten years, who enchants him every day. One you is not enough, and seeing how you two handled these little menaces, he was sure, you could handle your own. A few years ago, in your early twenties you already touched the subject, both agreed on waiting for a while. Maybe...maybe now?
“Y/n?” He was hesitant. Are you ready? Is he ready?
“Do...do you... remember when we talked about kids?” He didn’t have to finish his thoughts, you knew what he was trying to say. After this day, you felt something have changed. Maybe now you’re both ready.
“Yes?”
“Can we try?”
You nodded at the blushing man, who looked at you with  plea in his eyes, silently asking for you to create something so wonderful. They would be the fruit of your everlasting love.
Satoru Gojo
This sucked. Yes, you knew the yearly sorcerer gala was not a fun thing, but this was absolute misery. No music, the food was too blend, your only entertainment was watching the kids that were running around, playing tag.
You looked at your husband, who almost fell asleep if not you pinching him occasionally, of course he could do that, those sunglasses covered his closed eyes just perfectly. The only sign that he was slowly falling asleep was his quietness.
However he was not asleep, not at all! He was watching you as you smiled at the children dressed in fancy clothes, hair done, chasing each other, falling, crying, then playing again. It was cute.
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2,065 notes - Posted September 7, 2022
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#5
I almost didn't do this this year, and I think this will be my last time putting Aegon up for nomination.
It's time again for the American Humane Hero Dog Awards.
Once again I have nominated Aegon for the service category.
You can vote for him here :
https://www.herodogawards.org/dog/2022/service/aegon-4
A few things about Aegon that didn't make it in to the short copy on the site this year :
1. He rescues turtles and frogs in his spare time
2. He once left my side to get help when I passed out in a hospital laboratory from a vasovagal syncope episode (the first one I had ever had)
3. He is a demo dog for socialization classes with my bestie.
4. He alerts to oncoming migraines an hour ahead of time; and barometric pressure shifts that can CAUSE migraines 2 hours ahead of time.
5. He will alert for friends of mine the same way he does for me, persisting until he watches them take meds even if they don't have emergency meds like I do.
This first round of voting goes from today until May 16th. You can vote for one dog per day per category. Thank you.
43 notes - Posted April 5, 2022
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I keep forgetting how much I love The Orville
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56 notes - Posted June 3, 2022
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President's Day
Derek is up super duper early and goes on a run. Nothing unusual, it's his routine. He gets up around 3, when there are fewer humans out and about that will notice glowing eyes or that he runs faster than most people or the fact that it's snowing in February and he is wearing nothing but his favorite pair of sweat pants. Not even shoes on his feet even though it's cold. He's just used to it, and he runs hot anyway.
He gets home, religiously wipes his feet on the welcome mat, towels himself off a bit, and goes back to bed around five. He likes to get a nap in before he heads in to work.
He gently rolls Stiles back over on to HIS side of the bed, because his husband has this habit of unconsciously rolling over on to Derek's place almost as soon as he gets up "to keep it warm" for him. Derek's already half asleep when Stiles, back on his own pillow now and awakened by the gentle jostling (Derek is so regular he's basically an alarm clock in to himself) and is getting up.
He goes and showers, brushes his teeth and dons his FBI attire before grabbing some coffee in his travel mug and heading out the door. Checks their mailbox.
Nothing. Oh well, it's snowing, the mail carrier is probably taking their time or waiting for the street to get plowed. Stiles doesn't care either way because Roscoe has four wheel drive and can handle what little has accumulated.
In bed, Derek has roused a little at hearing the engine, checks the calendar on his phone drowsily and shrugs. He can smell the coffee in the pot. Maybe Stiles is just going to their favorite pastry shop to get them some breakfast and is coming right back. Surely he knows, right? So he sends off a text that says 'don't forget my bear-claws' before rolling back over.
An hour later, he's getting out of his own shower when he hears the front door slam shut. Stiles seems a little huffy, so he wraps him up in a hug from behind only for the grouchy agent to reach up behind him and shove a donut into his nose.
"....you went all the way to work, didn't you?" Derek deadpans.
"....no..." Stiles grumbles around his coffee mug.
"you got my text on the way back home."
"Shut up..."
"Stiles... you do this EVERY time there is a Federal Holiday. You don't HAVE to work unless they call you in."
"I hate you."
"Love you too."
99 notes - Posted February 21, 2022
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Hey all,
I hate to do this, but I have no idea what else to do at the moment. I'm in a bit of a spot.
As many may know, I have been attempting to move for at least the last year; my mobility has been going down hill since January when I took a really bad fall on some ice; and I have been looking in to getting a prospect pup to train up so that Aegon may retire soon.
I have a little set aside, but not a whole lot. Basically it's enough to cover ONE of these things, and my little savings was ear marked since Aegon was little for his understudy since I have had bad luck in the past. I did some looking around and found SpinLife, which allows you to customize your chairs because they don't go through medicare or medicaid. The problem is - it doesn't go through medicare or medicaid.
So I created a gofundme and am asking for help. The story for the gofundme goes in to more detail, including break down of the price for the chair, which will cost me $2530.00 out of my pocket. The only reason the gofundme goal is higher is for their fees, taxes, and possible shipping costs if any occur due to my location.
Please consider donating if you can, or sharing if you cannot. This could change not only my life, but those of my dogs as walking right now, and even standing for periods longer than five minutes gets really painful. Thank you.
177 notes - Posted August 31, 2022
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Derek also would not have actively asked or sought out that information from Stiles. He’d be there until Stiles felt that he could open up and talk about it. // Derek would never have yelled at Stiles (the victim of Donovan's brutal assault and of Theo's blackmail), or forced Stiles to share his own traumas with him either. That's because Derek Hale respects other people's feelings, boundaries and consent. Which is something Scott McCall never did in canon
Yes, yes exactly my point.
And it’s a mutual thing. Stiles never once asked Derek about any of his traumas either.
They were volunteered to him by others, but not because Stiles asked about them. Because he showed genuine concern and if they should be out looking for Derek because he’s been missing for a few days.
He never asks Derek to talk about how he feels after Erica and Boyd are gone.
What does he do?
Silent support.
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The only time he ever presses Derek for anything seriously (out side of frustrated ADD/HD ranks) is in Derek’s own dream
Which means it’s not actually Stiles, but Derek’s minds approximation of Stiles and what he needed in the moment to bring himself back to reality from what was more than likely a PTSD related fugue state from just smelling Kate in. His. Den.
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„I've never met a fat person who was able to go about their normal life comfortably without constant pains of damaged joints, trouble with digestion, steadily decreasing ability to walk any distance and especially when the ground isn't even... Loss of autonomy. „
I get what you are saying but be careful not to confuse personal experience for universal truth. I’m overweight and have none of the above issues. Going from 65 to 95 kg has not caused me any health issues. I have had many a test at the request of concerned doctors and family and all prove I’m in perfect health, I have no issues with mobility at all, and the only inconveniences come from people’s criticism of my appearance. People like me do exist. Being fat is often a concern but it’s not a foolproof sign of bad health. I think any fat person who is also ill because of their weight and size will know that well enough without society’s assumptions.
(perfect health aside from my thyroid illness, but I don’t count that since if anything it is a cause of the weight gain and not its result)
Sending this as an ask so as to avoid potential hostility from a reblog (directed at either one of us). Publish if you like.
Thank you for the civil perspective, I do appreciate that you didn't involve the post's comment section's peanut gallery. I will try to elaborate a bit and hopefully that should clear up some things that I may have been too brief about. (I try to keep my replies on posts short, and I'm aware that this often leads to ambiguity.) I don't outright disagree with anything you said.
Of course every body is different and there's individual "limits" of what weight a person can be before noticing severe impairments to their health and living standard. A person who's barely 1.60 meters will put a lot more strain on their body with the same weight than a person who's standing at almost 2 meters. I'm aware that the weight I mentioned in my reply is not a universal "threshold" that applies to everyone, it is very specific to me and my own body. And to my body, it started causing issues I hadn't experienced before. And it wasn't a stable weight I was at either, it was only going to get worse if my living conditions hadn't drastically changed.
I'm still not what most people would call thin , and I have no desire to be. I adore all sorts of body types. But I finally feel like I've returned to a weight that allows me to do my work and to live comfortably without physical limitations caused by me being overweight for my proportions.
When I say that I've not met a person yet that has been entirely unimpaired by being overweight - according to their own personal definition - it's just that. Even if it maybe doesn't apply to every single person in the world, for those I've met and for myself, our lives would have improved if we had dealt with less stigma from doctors and family and been able to get more unbiased support.
That's also part of why I hold the views that I described in my reblog and why I stand by them - it's no one's right to judge others by their weight, not even if they should by some miracle be privy to that other's health history and life circumstances. That includes being pushy about whether others should lose weight or not. If someone seeks help for their weight when it becomes a problem for them, they should receive all the support they need. And it should become less of a taboo to seek help even if you're not too sick to move yet.
Sometimes that support doesn't even need to directly target weight loss, since as I think we can all agree, weight gain is very frequently a symptom of another underlying issue.
All in all, that's what I think body positivity needs to be about. It needs to be about hope and accepting the "current body" as a state which can change (for better or worse) and is the summary of many factors rather than a personality flaw or unchanging fact of fate. It also needs to be about honesty and responsibility, to acknowledge that even if something may not be your fault or bad intentions, it can still be damaging/unhealthy.
I hope that's better worded. I'm not good at explaining my opinions very well, especially not in a concise way. But I'm sure our values are similar, even if we express them differently.
Feel free to point it out as well if there's something in this response that should be discussed more. I consider myself reasonable and open-minded. I'm always willing to re-evaluate my views if the other person is willing to point out something wrong with them in a non-hostile manner.
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Today's the Final Friday of the year. Gonna do something I haven't done in almost 20 years...blog.
On this Final Friday of the year, my first, official Tumblr post. Not a reblog, not an Instagram picture, not a comment on someone else's brilliance (many brilliant people in these here Tumblr streets). My first post, my own words. Let's goooo
What inspired me to write tonight? A desire to get words out faster than I can write on paper. An eventual desire to make words leap off the screen, into your eyeballs, sear them onto your brain. Before this metaphor gets further away from me...
I've always been a good writer, got a way with words. I write better than I speak, even without editing (last paragraph notwithstanding). I used to write poetry, stories, essays. Only poems for fun, but I my stories and essays were bomb. My sister loves to write, has written whole novels, many times over. She inspires me.
They say your 30s are for rediscovering what you loved as a 13 year old. When I was 13, I wrote poems. I loved to read. I would do full-on regular push-ups in gym class, though I never ran the track. At summer camp,I shot arrows, shot a rifle, shot pictures with a film camera. I loved boy bands and boys. I loved DMX and Ja Rule and TLC and Destiny's Child and 702 and Brandy and Monica. I loved Backstreet Boys and Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera and Eiffel 65. I loved my agenda, planning things out. Imagining my future with elaborate descriptions and drawings of the rings and jewelry on my hands. I loved pressing shift F7 in Microsoft Word to look up synonyms and impress my English teachers with my expansive vocabulary while writing essays. I wish I had done the same with Spanish.
As a thrice 13 year old, 3 years removed, I can get down with that, with rediscovering who 13 year old Elizabeth was and how 36 year old Elizabeth can be. I just turned 3 dozen years old 2 weeks ago. Best believe in 3 years, I'll be thrice thirteen.
The new year is around the corner. But my new year already started. Birthdays are personal new years. And they count more. Elizabeth math: 36>2024
A holiday I've always wanted to celebrate during this time of year is Kwanzaa. Last minute Liz looked to buy a kinara (Kwanzaa candle holder) on the 26th. On a sunny afternoon, I walked into Sister's Uptown Bookstore, a Black-woman owned bookshop on 156th and Amsterdam (take the C to 155th Street and walk up and left). The store employees were chatting with a customer, who had a kinara and candles in hand. I suspected they were the last of their kind in the store. I asked the lady at the counter, and she said, "We just sold the last one. It's great that so many people are coming into Kwanzaa this year. Things are flying off the shelves." I bought two books instead, one by a Haitian author, and one by a Dominican author. Books by authors from the same island.
My search for a kinara led me to the Malcolm Shabazz African market on 116th and Lenox (take the 2 to 116th Street and walk towards 5th Avenue). As I strolled under the arched canopies, I sidestepped Muslim men prostrated in prayer, facing east. Noticed the name Fatoumata on one of the signs. Bought two dresses from two separate vendors, promising myself to haggle the next time I shop there.
Finally, I ventured north towards the South Bronx's only bookstore, the Lit Bar. On 133rd and Alexander Avenue (take the 6 to 138th Street and walk down). There, I marveled at the little Black girl painted on the wall. Treated myself to a 5 year one line a day diary, a tote bag, a glass of Moscato, and a plate of fruit served in the cutest way. Go to the Lit Bar! Buy a book, buy a glass of wine, get lit!
I did not find a kinara, but I found much more.
Today's nguzu saba, one of the 7 principles of Kwanzaa, is UJAMAA, cooperative economics. To build and maintain our own stores, shops and other businesses and to profit from them together. In short, #BuyBlack and reinvest back into the community. Another way is a susu. All members of a group of people contribute the same amount monthly to a pot, which goes to one person. The next month, it goes to another person, and so on and so forth. Imagine all we can do if we pool our collective resources, intellect, and creativity together.
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so semi-related to this other post i made, i’ve been thinking about the conversation ed has with jack when he realizes that stede’s been lured into a trap, because it’s just such a good example of the mindset and culture Ed has been trying to break out of over the course of this season. 
At the end of the conversation, Ed gets fed up, breaks the oar, and then jumps into the water to head back to the ship. Just before he leaves, he yells that Stede’s his friend, and Jack yells back:
“What do you mean he’s your friend? What kind of pirate has a friend? We’re all just in various states of fucking each other over!”
Now, as Ed is swimming away at this point I don’t think he hears, but I imagine if he had this would have been an extra kick in the teeth, because he’s spent the whole episode catering to and entertaining Jack, trying to cheer up his friend who’s been (allegedly) mutinied against. And clearly, Jack sees his ‘betrayal’ as no big deal, cheerfully musing on where they should head next and surprised when Ed is actually upset about it.
He doesn’t think Ed should expect any better than betrayal, because Ed has absolutely been on the other side of this mentality. At the end of episode 4, I think it’s fair to say that he’s at least charmed by Stede even if he doesn’t consider them ‘friends’, and yet his plan is to use Stede for gentleman lessons, then brutally murder him and steal his identity. Ed is friendly to him over the next couple episodes, but he hasn’t yet resolved that this is someone he’s actually going to value and stick by. Their relationship is transactional (teach me to gentleman, i’ll teach you to pirate) and comes with an expectation of inevitable betrayal.
The shift only comes after Ed’s confession about the Kraken in episode 6, the moment when he’s fully confronted by the kind of person he believes himself to be and the moment where he starts to reject that personality. But even in episode 7, we see that Ed struggles with the idea of an equal friendship; he’s planning to leave now that his plan isn’t going to happen, and is just. so baffled by the whole treasure-hunt outing. Specifically, he’s constantly grumbling about the pointlessness of the whole thing-- it’s only after Lucius sets him straight that he notices that he can enjoy just spending time with Stede, even though he knows there’s no other benefit to the whole thing.
For the ‘real pirates’ Jack talks about, other people are just tools to get stuff you want-- maybe they’re tools you like, but at the end of the day if you need to screw them over to get something you want more or to save your own skin, you will.
But on the Revenge, Ed has slowly been exposed to a different way. Stede can talk a bunch of aristocrats into sinking their own ship just because they made Ed sad. Stede can see him having basically a panic attack about the Kraken and comfort him instead of think less of him for being weak. He and Stede can co-captain, just because they’d both like to spend time together, rather than parting ways when neither of them needs the other for some practical reason. And when Ed does leave Stede, we get Lucius dumping his stuff on him, very clearly communicating that he expected better. 
And so the moment that Ed chooses to go back to the Revenge, to die for Stede-- and later to give up piracy, which is very lucrative for him, in order to just peacefully retire with Stede and be happy with him-- is him starting to branch out from an extraordinarily self-centered culture where no one is valued for themselves. His excitement builds when Stede seems to return this sentiment, first refusing to let Ed die for him and then agreeing that Ed makes him happy and that he’ll run away with him.
But then Stede runs home instead. Now, there are a lot of ways to interpret why Stede actually does that, but from Ed’s perspective Stede is rejecting him utterly: not only does he not want to be with Ed, he doesn’t even want what Ed can give him.
So understandably Ed is moping about being rejected, and he gets these two voices trying to ‘comfort’ him and get him back on his feet. One is Lucius, very patiently telling him the way he feels is valid and encouraging him to continue to reach out with those soft feelings, to do fun things like a talent show with the crew just because they’d all enjoy it-- all of the new lessons he’s been learning  with Stede.
And this is lovely, but Ed has just had his first real foray into that type of trust brutally stomped on by Stede. It doesn’t help that, as this post brilliantly highlights, Ed is very used to being laughed at when he tries to be himself, and is primed to see the crew’s amazement at his reaction as mocking (which it kinda is, even if they’re probably not judging him too harshly for it). From that perspective, Lucius’ concern seems insincere; when you’re used to people fucking you over at the slightest moment of vulnerability, and have been accustomed to people fronting that they like you when they’re actually trying to expose more vulnerability for them to take advantage of or mock, Lucius’ attempts to draw him out start to look actively threatening.
The other voice is Izzy, who tells him to go back to being that closed-off person who uses other people and never lets himself be vulnerable. Which brings me to the other bits of the conversation with Calico Jack that I think about a lot. When Ed first notices something is wrong, Jack points out that the ‘old blackbeard’, the one Izzy wants back, would have seen the betrayal coming a mile away-- because he wouldn’t have given Jack the benefit of the doubt about Blind Man’s cove, and would instead have been on the alert for tricks like this. And then, when Jack mentions Izzy and Ed expresses surprise that Izzy would betray him, Jack says: 
“No, he sold Stede out. Sentimental bastard wanted me to get you out of there before the English arrived.”
Now I don’t know about you but ‘sentimental’ is not one of the first words I would use to describe Israel Hands. But in this world, Izzy’s brand of loyalty-- conditional and vicious though it may be-- is just about the most sentimental people get: the thing Ed can give him, the person Ed can be for him, is so valuable to Izzy that he’ll team up with Spanish Jackie and the English Navy to get it back, and he’ll send Jack to try and make sure Ed isn’t destroyed in the process. That’s nuts.
Izzy doesn’t seem to really care about Ed’s happiness, and he doesn’t make Ed happy to spend time with; in fact even in more casual moments like the ep6 opening (where Izzy’s trying to get him down from the rigging) they seem to annoy each other more than anything else. But for Ed, Izzy is utterly predictable: as long as Ed performs Blackbeard, keeps giving Izzy victories and validating his macho pirate fantasies, Izzy will stick by him. He’ll even go a bit further and give Ed warning and an extra chance when he wobbles in that, so long as there’s a reasonable chance that Blackbeard will come back.
The issue with caring about people is that they might leave you; the issue with being vulnerable is you might get hurt. But if you’re paying someone, even in the nebulous way that Ed ‘pays’ Izzy, they’ll never leave you, and if you scare them enough they won’t dare to betray you.  Being Blackbeard is awful, but safe.
It’s a guarantee where the other option is a risk, and while Ed’s been taking risks this whole season (and that is a Whole other post) he’s finally experienced the consequences of a risk gone bad, and it’s awful. So Ed throws Lucius overboard, rejecting the idea he represents-- that being vulnerable can be worth it, that people can be valuable in and of themselves and because you enjoy their company-- in favor of the stability that Izzy personifies, transactional though it is.
So for me, the big tragedy of the ending (beyond Lucius being dead because he’s not shut up) is that Ed has accepted... not necessarily that he doesn’t deserve to be happy, but that happiness isn’t possible for him, that this kind of relationship is the best he could hope for. He was introduced as someone looking for something better, something to break out of the pattern he hated, and instead he had it reinforced.
And hopefully, someone will come back and convince him that he can have friends and nice things-- but it’s gonna be rough, because I think the lesson he’s learned here is that nice things are just a trap so the people claiming to be your friends can fuck you over worse.
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God the moment where Ed picks up the ‘rather exquisite cashmere’ and gently brushes it against his cheek... 
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so at the end of episode 8, i think, ed arrives back on the revenge with the english closing in and tells stede to fly a white flag. and maybe it’s because i’d seen gifsets of the moment where ed starts yelling about the act of grace, or maybe i was just buying into the blackbeard persona, but I really thought he had a plan, that there was some clever fuckery in the works that would make everything turn out alright.
and then it turns out that there was... sort of: ed’s ‘grand plan’ was to sacrifice himself, trade on the blackbeard reputation and take responsibility for all of stede’s crimes. presumably, he would then have been executed.
it turned out that, just like with the spanish in episode 4, there were factors that ed had missed-- a combination of badminton’s personal vendetta, stede’s log, but most of all stede’s personality: the plan relied on stede confirming or at least not denying that yes, it was that awful blackbeard who did those horrible crimes. but stede didn’t take that opportunity. 
and of course, as with the lighthouse, they come up with something at the last moment to save their skins, but that moment of failure is intriguing. ed has gotten so used to the rhythm of things-- keeping track of the date by counting days, expecting other pirates to grab any chance to save their own skins-- that he’s utterly blindsided when something-- a leap year, stede’s concern for him and his sense of responsibility-- breaks out of that rhythm.
he’s clever, but he’s been coasting on the fact that he knows the world he lives in better than almost anyone else, so all he has to do is take advantage of pieces of it-- the weather, his reputation-- to get what he wants basically handed to him. it’s only once something disrupts that landscape that ed starts thinking outside of the box and changing the landscape, creating a circumstance that his opponents would have believed impossible and thus never would have prepared for. 
there can’t possibly be a lighthouse there, and blackbeard would never give up piracy; but break him out of his rhythm and ed remembers that he can do whatever the hell he wants. and stede is so alluring because he breaks that rhythm effortlessly, just by being who he is-- and, in the case of Act of Grace, by caring about ed.
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the funny thing about htn is like. it's so obvious that gideon is narrating the second person parts. she makes it about five sentences into her description of harrow waking up before she starts complaining about harrow not taking care of the sword, and her reaction to harrow kissing ianthe is so obvious. the audiobook accentuates this even more because the delivery of parts like this are so clearly in moira quirk's gideon voice.
and yet there's so much nonsense going on that by the middle of the book you're genuinely starting to doubt everything that happened in the previous one.
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gotta laugh when the taste in men uquizzes are like "lol daddy issues u picked all the old men" but actually you're over thirty
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Whale weekly crew please note there is a link to an annotated version in the email which may help with the old-fashioned language, references, and jargon.
I thought the pythagorean maxim was gonna be something about angles but apparently it is a fart joke. Great stuff
29 notes - Posted November 21, 2022
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I know it's forEVER since the end of Castlevania s4 but the Nocturne teaser reactivated the Trephacard brain and all I'm saying is if anyone would like some *realistic* post-S4 pregnancy and baby headcanons just gimme a wave
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Ty @amiandivh for responding to my post here's the baby and pregnancy headcanon post!
Timeline wise I reckon Sypha noticed her period was late when they were in Targoviste, briefly mentioned it to Trevor, but didn't think about it much cos you know, they were busy.
So Trevor's emotional "final" speech was absolutely with the assumption that they'd conceived.
The day she's trying to leave is probably no more than 10 days later and Alucard will have caught her throwing up a couple of mornings in a row like "Is there anything you'd like to talk about?" (that thing in tv shows where morning sickness is the first idea someone has that they're pregnant is actually how it goes often? I totally thought it was a TV lie for so long)
Alucard and Trevor spend the first trimester trying to be so helpful that it becomes irritating. Alucard is at least able to provide some good treatment for the queasiness and finds lots of info in the castle about good nutrition. Trevor just impedes his own recovery until the others give him a bollocking
The boys are also on lookout for a bump immediately and are kind of amazed it takes like 4 months to be clear even with every woman in the village going "yeah it's a first baby that's how it goes?"
Trevor is horrified by the stories that all the women are passing around about their own pregnancies and childbirth. When he asks Sypha if it worries her she's like "Not no but these ideas are less new to me, and we have an entire castle full of medical technology so it'll probably be ok"
Everyone's folk traditions about how to tell the baby's sex before they're born are shared and argued over. Alucard rolls his eyes at all of them but does confide that he thinks a baby girl would "suit" them
No sonograms or doppler machine obviously but dhampir hearing isn't bad for checking on the heartbeat when the baby goes still for a day at around 26 weeks.
When Sypha starts having contractions at least half the women around are like "eh, it's probably a false alarm" bc it's exactly the start of the week they reckon she's due and babies are so rarely that on time.
The men are banished from the delivery room but are allowed back in after the third time they pester the women going back and forth for supplies for a progress update.
Everyone agrees it was a pretty normal labour but the baby is on the big side, and impressively strong.
Everyone is Obsessed with the newest Belmont and their big baby blue eyes. They have so many honorary aunties.
Sypha insists they look like Trevor. Trvor insists they look like Sypha. Alucard quickly tires of the discussion and comes back with nonsense comparisons like "Well they've got a nose. Dragos the baker has a nose, maybe they take after him."
Alucard offers the stash of his baby toys he found in a castle attic. Every single one has a bat or skull motif on it.
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It's now tradition, when we have bought a sweet pumpkin, to chant as it comes into the house "YES, YES, THEY HAVE THE SUGAR PUMPKIN", bc that's the message we got from @elodieunderglass after asking for pumpkin pie advice.
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Nuptials Of Blood, Chapter 6
Kasey
As the last verse or two of the song plays, the manor appears in our view. Holy crap! That's not a manor, that's a mini castle! 
"Nadia! What website did you find this on?"
"Technically it was Jeremy that found it." 
"Okay, what website did he find it on and how did he find it?"  
"Technically, Jeremy didn't find the manor. The manor found him."
"Excuse me? How did the Manor find him?"
"I dunno, but somehow the Manor found him." Oh my God, there is a good chance we may die here. I got to stop watching True Crime. The driver stops the car and helps us get our stuff out. I try to a picture of the license plate when I bumped into someone behind me. 
"Oh, sorry Sir!" 
"You really need to watch where you're going." Asshole!
"Sorry, didn't even though you were behind me. You don't need to be rude about." 
"Ma'am--"
"Renfield, be nicer to our guests." I look over at the people walking towards us. I'm going to assume that's our hosts. I see the dark-haired woman walk towards me. I put my phone in my purse to hold my hand to shake hers. 
"Hi, you're Viktoria Deville?" 
"Why, yes I am."
"I'm Kassandra Larson. The two that are dancing like lunatics are Shannon Fuller and Nadia Larson, and the girl that needs to get off her phone for ten minutes is Sienna Fuller." We stop shaking hands. 
"Ah, Kassandra. The one who's been Mr. Brooding for the past month is my little brother, Walter." I shake his hand. Wow, really strong grip. Grandpa would be proud. Although he has a firm grip, there's something off about him. I mean there's something off about all three of them but, he's making me really wonder if we should just go back home now. He doesn't seem like a bad guy but, there's a reason why the term, Devil in disguise exists. I stop shaking his hand. 
"And the Pomeranian is our baby sister, Lucy." I end up getting hugged by her. 
"Wow, you give really tight hugs. You would get well with my Uncle Rhett." The woman known as Lucy stops hugging me when she gets pulled off by her siblings. So, Viktoria is the oldest, Mr. Deville's the middle, and Lucy's the baby. Interesting. 
"Thank you for understanding when we had to change the reservation three weeks ago."
"Not a problem. I'm sorry about your cousin's situation." 
"Thank you, I mean." I kinda look at Nadia while talking to Viktoria. 
"She was with him for 2 years and she did really love him. She seems to be getting over him, but it will take a while." I notice Mr. Deville's expression towards Nadia. 
Viktoria
"She was with him for 2 years and she did really love him. She seems to be getting over him, but it will take a while." I notice Walter's expression towards Nadia. I also notice that Kassandra seems to be very wary about Walter. As much as I love my brother, I wouldn't blame her. Especially since I can now tell that Mr. "Can't keep it in his pants" is out and Mr. Brooding is gone for now. 
"I see. Reinfeld, will you escort our guests to their rooms? So they can unpack before Supper." 
"Of course, Madam Deville."
Kasey
"I see. Reinfeld, will you escort our guests to their rooms? So they can unpack before Supper." She have something in common with Grandma. 
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Nuptials Of Blood master list
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
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Nuptials of Blood, Chapter 1
Kasey
"Miss. Larson, we liked your manuscript but,the events in your memoir seem all too fictional to be real." Fictional? FICTIONAL! Please, I wish it was all just fiction. My family is as messed up as it is written in my memoir, but whatever, I guess. I toss my original copy of my manuscript onto the front passenger seat of my car. 10th publisher that has rejected my book. I open my glove box and pull out one of my many packs of gum. I open the pack I grabbed and grab a stick of gum. I put the pack back and close the glove box. I unwrap the stick and stick it in my mouth. I begin to chew it furiously. I hear my phone buzz. I grab my purse and dig through it to find my phone. When I find my phone, I see a notification from Instagram. I open it and see it's an instant message from a user called Greek Warrior? 
Greek Warrior: Hey Cutie 😘 Ugh. It's from Andrew, my ex. 
"We broke up two years ago, Andrew! Move on!" I toss my phone back into my purse and turn the car on. Andrew and I broke up due to personal reasons, mainly because I thought he might have been cheating on me but I can't prove whether or not he was cheating. After we broke up, I started to work on my memoir that I'm having a hard time finding a publisher that’s willing to publish it. I've been on the journey to get this publish for at least over a year now. Took me a year to write it and now it's taken me a year so far to get it publish. I pull out of the parking spot and out of the parking lot. I hear my phone buzz a lot but, can't look at my phone right now, I'm driving. While driving home, I see a billboard for an upcoming rom-com. Another cheesy romance movie...Maybe I've been single for too long. Haven't really dated anyone since Andrew. Maybe I can find a date for Nadia's wedding? How am I going to find a date in three weeks? 
After a few red lights, I finally pull into the parking lot of the apartment that I currently share with Shannon and Sienna. I moved out of my parents house when I was 22 after I graduated college with my English degree. That was 4 years ago which means that I'm currently 26. I had originally bought the apartment for myself but, a year into me living there, Shannon and Nadia moved in with me much to my Aunt Felicia and Uncle Knox's forced advice. So, Shannon's been living here for 3 years and Nadia moved out a year ago to live with her soon to be husband. Shannon's a 25 year old freelance animator while Nadia's a 25 year preschool teacher. Shannon got their degree in art and went to art school while Nadia got her degree in education and early childhood studies. Sienna moved in 2 years ago, shortly before I broke up with Andrew and after we met Nadia's soon to be husband, Jeremy. My aunt Felicia bribed me to let her move in with me. Sienna is a 23 year old professional cheerleader for one of the minor league football teams. Sienna, I guess, went to college.  Her major I believe is still along with what she does for a job currently. I love Sienna dearly, but I do tend to tune her out a lot. While I'm trying to find a spot, I see Nadia's car? Why is she here at 10:30 at night? I thought she would be at home with Jeremy. I finally pull into a spot, turn off my car, take off my seatbelt, grab my stuff, and get out of my car. I walk over to my apartment building, unlocking it so I can get in. I walk up the stairs to the 3rd floor and walk to apartment 3D. I unlock the door and walk in. 
"Hey guys, I'm home." I put my stuff down and why do I see Nadia's stuff here? I look up and see Nadia crying on Shannon's shoulder. I put my stuff and walk over to the couch where they're sitting. Sienna's busy doing something on her phone, as usual. 
"Nadia? What's wrong? Why are  you here at almost 10:40 at night? Shouldn't you be at home with Jeremy?" Nadia breaks out into a loud sob before she answers my questions. 
"WE BROKE UP!"
"You what now?"
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Kasey(Kassandra Larson) and Walter Deville from my current fanfic, Nuptials Of Blood. Made Walter look more like Harry Hook but, luckily that both characters have the same actor.
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Nuptials Of Blood, Chapter 11
Walter
I've been trying to find Nadia all over the estate and so far, I can't find her. I'm guess she might be in her room. I open the door without knocking because what I need to discuss with her is very important. 
"Nadia, there's something important we need to discuss..." I just walked in on Kassandra being nude. 
"Nadia, what have I told you about —KNOCKING!" Kassandra covers herself with the towel. Because of what I have seen, I have already forgotten why I even came in here. 
Viktoria 
"Nadia, what have I told you about — KNOCKING!" And he did it again. Great. I put my book down and stand up. 
"Lucy!" 
"Yea?" 
"Come along." 
"He did it again?" 
"Yes, he did it again." I head for the Larson's room with Lucy right behind me. 
Kasey
Oh shit, I just flashed Mr. Deville! Great. Flashing one of our hosts was the last thing I wanted to do this week. I'm already red from embarrassment. 
"Mr. Deville, why are you in here? Besides this is your home but, still. Why are you in here?" 
"I uh, uh." Has he always have fangs since we've met him? Because I don't remember seeing those on the first day we got here. I make the mistake of looking down and well, we don't have to figure out if he's a biological guy or not. Even though that was never a worry since I don't think any of us were planning on sleeping with him. Lucy and Viktoria come running in. 
Viktoria
Lucy and I come running in. I see that we're too late. Walter is already mentally gone. 
"I'm sorry about him. He does have manners but, tends to not use them." 
"Quick question, do all three of you have fangs?" And Walter just almost outed that we're vampires. Okay, need to think of a quick lie which I know of one I can use. 
"Yes, it's hereditary. We come from a long line of-"
"Canines." Really, Lucy!
"We're not dogs. Great Grandpa was not a dog. There were rumors about him having relations with a dog but, he was not a dog." 
"Wasn't he also accused of having relations with some one who acted like a-" I cover Lucy's mouth with my hand, mainly because I know what she was going to say. 
"Yes, he was. But, even then that person wasn't a dog." I uncover my hand from Lucy's mouth and make the mistake of looking down at my brother. Well, we know what sex of the human species he prefers and that part of him isn't dead. 
"We're sorry about him and we will going now." I grab Walter by his shoulder and just start dragging him with Lucy trailing behind. 
Kasey
Viktoria, Lucy, and horny Mr. Deville leave the room. Lucy closes the door behind her. I lock the door. Don't want to take a chance that Nadia or the others aren't going to barge while I'm not decent. I take off the towel, change into the clothes that I grabbed from my bag, hang up the towel, unlock the door, walk out of the room, and close the door behind me. 
Viktoria 
I don't stop dragging my brother along until we get to his room. 
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Techno replied to a fan on twitter!
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A cropped screenshot of a tweet by chao not kayo @/clamchaoder with a reply by Technoblade @/Technothepig.
Chao’s tweet reads “im still crying at this i didnt know the typing was this loud”. Attached is a video, transcribed below:
“Dream: You want me to rot in prison forever?
Sapnap: You’re getting tortured? Who is torturing you?
Technoblade: *Intense and deafeningly loud keyboard noises.*
Sapnap: Techno! Fuck off!
Techno: Oh, sorry, sorry, lemme just mute in Discord.”
Techno’s reply reads “LOOOOOOOOOOL”.
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kirame90 · 2 years
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SniperSpy puts the planning on hold
Take one last look at the happy couple, folks!
As some of you have noticed, I am having quite of a battle with Tumblr at the moment. They’ve hidden my blog because I shared 18+ content YEARS ago and WELL before their change of rules considering adult content. I have deleted all the flagged posts (that were invisible to me before Monday morning) but so far they are refusing to release my blog and are hiding my work from the tags.
So, I believe this is the right time for me to move on. I got this absolutely brilliant idea from an anonymous person (PLEASE TELL ME WHO YOU ARE BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!!) where instead of having a rushed wedding (in like 6 months or so xD) the comic shall end on an entirely different note. Please forgive me for the change of quality from now on, I fell in love with their idea so I just had to do it, even if the original plan and comic is still going.
To those who have seen this little story worth reblogging; thank you. Truly, from the bottom of my heart. I know I keep repeating myself but since my content isn’t showing in the tags each and every reblog has been extremely important to me. Apparently the latest plot twist of them getting engaged wasn’t what people had wanted so all the more reason to end this comic with dignity. At least here on Tumblr :)
Wow, that was a lot of words there. I suppose I just want to say thank you and I’m sorry to whoever has been reblogging this and helped me get some (or any) visibility. Your support has been invaluable.
The next page is now available on Patreon. Please note that 100 % of the donations will be donated forward to different non-profits helping people, animals and environment worldwide. This month’s cause is https://savelife.in.ua. I will also pledge to match these donations through Patreon to Finnish Natural Heritage Foundation. Check them both out!
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nachoscheesy · 3 years
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Tumblr Revival
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Tumblr has a large interconnected community of artists and content creators, and should focus on its strengths and what it does right. Instead of trying to compete for space against Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. Tumblr should focus on empowering its community and giving that community the tools to develop the site's unparalleled uniqueness.
Tumblr is the crossroads of the internet, with a monthly user traffic of 300 million it is the perfect space for artists, content creators, and small businesses to grow their following without having to fight for a seat at the table against companies with huge budgets.
Hi, I go by Nacho here on tumblr, and I'm sure as many of us on tumblr have noticed, the (hell)site is kinda going downhill. Tumblr was bought by Automattic in fall of 2019, and I am sure they have the best intentions to help tumblr stay afloat. However, I think it's time the community took a more deliberate approach to how tumblr is handled, and hopefully Automattic and @staff will hear us out. I think I have a solid solution to tumblrs money issues, that will help both the site and empower its online communities.
First and foremost, I am not involved with Tumblr or Automattic. I am just a simple blog trying to help out a place that I've been on since 2010, and I would hate to see it die here around 2023.
So, let's get to the root of the problem on tumblr right now. That being money, tumblr is currently costing more money that it produces, as we've seen with its 97% drop in value from 1.1 billion dollar sale to being sold at around 3 million dollars.
So the first thing that must be improved before anything else can be improved on tumblr is how much money they're bringing in a month. I don't think folks on tumblr hate monetization as much as we all collectively say we do, I think the issue is that most advertisers are completely disconnected from the groups they are trying to advertise to on here. Tumblr comprises roughly 65% millennials and 30% gen-z, the two generations that advertisers seem to have the hardest time advertising to for a myriad of reasons. The main one being that they don't fully understand what we want, and sometimes just don't listen to what we are saying.
Lets look at how tumblr makes its money, Tumblr has four main revenue sources,
Ads by sponsored posts
Display ads through video posts
Sponsored Day ads or banner ads
“Premium Themes”
I'll go into depth on all of these and how tumblr could make potential changes to improve their revenue anywhere from three to six months after it implements some or ideally all of these changes.
First tumblr ads and sponsored posts, these changes are going to be contingent on tumblr allowing its users to share, like, and comment on ads much like all other media sites currently allow. Or at least giving advertisers the ability to turn that on or off as a function.
The average tumblr post gets reblogged 14 times, that number increases significantly if the ad is engaging and actually caters to the communities wants and needs. My reasoning for giving users the ability to reblog ads is to increase user engagement while maintaining their current ad vetting process and all of the nonsensical ads that are run on tumblr 90% of the time.
The other reason for allowing tumblr users to share and comment on ads, or have it be an option for advertisers to turn on or off as they'd like, is that the appeal of tumblr is the ability to propagate and obsess over the most niche things (i.e OSHA.)
All the while allowing content that gets shared all over the internet bubble up to the top through the collective hand of the tumblr community. Along with this tumblr has no way for small users to share their own products or services, every single major site has a way for users to advertise their pages or products through the site.
Tumblr is a content machine that creates imagery and memes that get shared all the time across the internet, so the ability to share and curate its own ads is paramount to improving advertising and user engagement on tumblr.
My proposal here is for tumblr to expand its advertising capabilities to all users, while charging a flat rate fee to advertise on tumblr, with additional charges for popular tags or trending tags. Tumblr currently has no self service advertising system much like Facebook does for example. Where facebook charges a daily rate on cost-per-click(CPC) or cost-per-thousand(CPM)
Charging a flat rate fee at a rate of a day, week, month, or quarterly basis with variances in prices based on the lease term and what the advertisers would want to have their ads show up on certain tags. This would open up the doors for small businesses that don't want to advertise on places like facebook, twitter, or google with their complicated CPM and CPC models. Also bringing in more small locally owned businesses with the added value of less competition for ad space on tumblr.
This would also take some of the weight from tumblrs own advertising staff from having to explain a convoluted system to potential advertisers. Creating a simplified model with the the advent of tumblrs own infrastructure able to get a single post to a large variety of users. Where the current ad model uses a “shotgun” method to hit as many people as possible, the tumblr model could encourage advertisers to curate a more personalized and intimate experience that tumblr users would love.
Why not just advertise elsewhere? Tumblr still in fact gets over 300 million views a month as of June 2021 (Statosta), and the added benefit for users to be able to like, share, and interact with ads would allow ads that the community enjoys to be talked about more. Giving advertisers more honest feedback about their ads while increasing their SEO’s.
Also small businesses that can't compete with the vetting processes that are used on other sites, would have a better chance of developing their business and increasing their clientele on tumblr whose core demographics are approximately 60% millennial and 35% gen-z. This core demographic does in fact care about being able to shop at local stores, or even a store across the US that is trying to drum up its own online sales.
These ads could be placed inline on the tumblr dash while moving other sponsored ads to the right of the site on desktop, but making them alternate on mobile between user ads and sponsored ads.
Second, the display ads should be changed to allow tumblr users to share and further interact with ads to generate more user engagement, incentivizing more businesses and companies to build their brand status on tumblr. Tumblr has a good model for creating short diaries or daily vlogs for companies that wish to show off their products on social media. This includes smaller businesses and vlogers that want to post videos or tutorials of themselves on their blog.
Tumblr is a good site for user engagement with a pool of creative potential for anyone wanting to gauge the desire for a particular subject or piece of media, maybe even an upcoming show. Having the ability to share and comment on sponsored ads would also help advertisers by allowing them to get more bang for their buck with a considerable uptick on how users engage with that content.
Third, tumblrs sponsor day ads and banner ads are inexpensive and should be highlighted as a selling point over their competitors. Tumblr 24-hour banner ads are considerably more affordable for businesses when compared to places like twitter with their 200k price point. For the same amount of money on tumblr a business could have their company at the top of the dashboard or app for 8 whole days. Much longer and much better than the competition.
Keeping this price fixed, with a change in the price CPC is still a much more lucrative and attractive selling point than any of the competition on the internet today. I know this might not be exactly what tumblr wants to hear when it is hemorrhaging money right now, but let's look at the cost for these 24 hour daily ads and banner ads. If tumblr hypes up the price point on these ads they could see a significant rise in advertisers considering the lack of competition on tumblr and past success stories of companies who did advertise on tumblr.
At the same time larger advertisers should be encouraged to make engaging ads and blogs on tumblr that will make people want to actually go to their blogs, that then link to an external site or page. Not ads that instantly try to force you to go to some other site, by rewarding or offering special discounts for people who find a special code or something off of the actual blog. Or even for giving the same code to everyone who reblogs a certain post made by the advertiser.
Seems too good to be true? Look at “Asos” back in 2015 when they held a shirt design competition on their tumblr blog. Where they had 900 submissions, four of which were picked, and were sold out of the user generated shirts in 10 hours.
This is not the only case however, but FX ran their own campaign for the show “Man Seeking Woman” where they saw a 2.8% increase in user engagement, 86% increase in their tumblr followers, and they actually saved money through advertising on tumblr.
All this leads me to believe that tumblr actually was and continues to be the best place for brands, small businesses, and artists to develop themselves through genuine user engagement.
Finally, the “premium themes” that are available on tumblr that allow for unparalleled customizations that you hardly find elsewhere on the internet anymore. Tumblrs ability to take a variety of media sources, as well as having an unparalleled level of customization, user interconnectivity, and a vibrant artistic scene shows that it is ripe with potential.
Tumblr could still use its post+ feature, but in the same way that Discord uses its subscription service. For cosmetic changes that can be added modularly to the site or individual blogs for an additional monthly fee. In conjunction with partnering with community artists to bring small cosmetic additions to individual blogs, while paying the content creator and tumblr taking a small portion of the profits over a certain amount.
To be completely honest this is probably the hardest portion of this entire pitch to make changes to in a shorter period of time, considering all the testing and “under the hood” changes that must be made. However, I think that implementing this as well as the other changes I have proposed will bring back more foot traffic to tumblr as well as increase its revenue and profitability.
In closing, I am simply working with whatever information I was able to find online and a good amount of time invested on my part to do this. I think tumblr has a ton of potential still to return as a force for good for the communities that exist and want a change from what the internet has become. Time and time again when any company or public entity dies it was because it did not change and refused to adapt and innovate, oftentimes not at the hands of the people working everyday to keep the site running. Instead at the hands of people who dont see the value in what has fallen in their laps.
If you agree and think this is something that can be done, please reblog this post and follow me for more updates. If I don't hear back or this does not gain any traction by the end of the year, then tumblr can go to its inevitable end. I will be here sinking with the ship.
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