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#Story Time with Jessica
jessicamdawn · 1 year
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Gender only exists to my grandmother when talking about people / trans rights.
We have two shark vacuums that we named ‘friend’ in Korean and Japanese and refer to as “boys” and our “sons.” The vacuum could have any gender. Grandma doesn’t know. She picks one at random whenever she refers to the vacuums being stuck or missing a spot or making a sound.
Animated characters? She might call them a boy or a girl. Doesn’t matter who it is.
An animal / character / online poster that someone in the family has just used a gender with, she’ll turn around and call them by the wrong gender, within the same conversation.
We have five cats and one dog. One of the cats is male, everyone else is female. She consistently switches the genders of all of the animals. From one telling of a story of the animal to the next telling of the same story, the animal has switched genders. If she says ‘he was doing xyz,’ we honestly have to check to see who she’s talking about, because it could be any of them, not just the boy.
But talk about transgender people, them changing their pronouns or their name, or them wanting equal treatment, and suddenly gender is very strict and she doesn’t understand.
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iwasbored777 · 10 months
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"But why did Gwen push Miles away like that if she loves him so much?" You ask as if in the same movie we didn't watch her father, the person she loves more than anything and the person that she thought that loves her more than anything, disown her right away because he learned one thing about her that he didn't like.
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kurozu501 · 1 month
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wait why is this actually the best written event arknights has ever done and why am i crying
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crimescrimson · 4 months
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Red's Favourite Female Characters Of All Time: Jessica Riley from Until Dawn (2015)
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zahra-hydris · 3 months
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let me just say, from the bottom of my heart
fuck quetza temer
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souldagger · 4 months
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Hello!! Book ask! 1 and 3???
How many books did you read this year?
...120 💀 in my defence i listen to a ton of audiobooks at work And have a 4h total daily commute
3. What were your top five books of the year?
Dawn by Octavia Butler
Adulthood Rites by Octavia Butler
Children of Memory by Adrian Tchaikovsky
The Oleander Sword by Tasha Suri
Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco
(does it feel weird putting the horny bi polyam vampire book on the same list as octavia butler? yes. yes it does. however i came to octavia butler and rin chupeco for very diff things and i cannot deny they both delivered exceptionally akjndgkjfnk)
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anamoon63 · 1 year
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TIME TRAVELER: E216. DEADLINE 1/2
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On the morning of the birthday, another concern arose for Robin: his true hair color had begun to show, which was odd, because it usually took months to grow and Robin could dye it in time, but now, his silver-white hair insisted on coming out more strongly than ever, as if it wanted to settle in permanently.
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Not that he disliked it, it was just that no one in Aurora knew his hair wasn't black. He was aware sooner or later he'd have to tell them, and let his natural color grow out, but certainly not now, so a remedy should be put in place.
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There, his hair was black again, and it would stay that way for a while longer.
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Fortunately, Ann didn't notice anything, she was too busy with birthday preparations and getting Jessi ready for her big day.
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One of the many preparations was to call her work to ask for the day off. She didn't want to miss a moment with her daughter.
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daydadahlias · 8 months
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i always think it's crazy how, as a child, i was definitely on track to becoming a serial killer but then one day i just decided not to be
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aria0fgold · 16 days
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I had a dream with a pretty neat (yet messy cuz dreams are like that) story that featured yuri in the scale of "this girl is so in love with her boss but hides it in fear of her boss rejecting her so she's just content to be of service to her" and "the boss not knowing what to do with her own feelings towards the girl and also fearing of being rejected by her just kept calling her as "the best friend I've ever had" instead of being outright with it."
Somehow I ended up as an accidental wingman by disguising myself as the girl and when found out I was like: "Oh yeah and... if you're going to confess, can you actually like-- drop the "friend" thing? You're gonna end up in a deep misunderstanding cuz of that." Cuz during the time I was disguised as that girl, the boss was saying some INSANELY sweet things only to end it with "that's why I love you, as a Friend!"
#aria rants#my dream had like 3 stories mashed together and the one with the yuri was story 2#the 1st story before that fuels my whump sde tho cuz some guy was horribly hurt#cuz of Something and is struggling to stay awake cuz theres still a mission to do#and that one actually has yaoi instead (guy hurt being actively cared for by another guy)#and then it switched to story 2 with the messy yuri. and it got an interesting setup for it#cuz in that story. its set in a dream (dream within a dream... crazy) which is why i can disguise as anyone#but the problem here is that i Cant disguise as just Anyone cuz the boss has records of everyone nearby#and if the stuff im saying doesnt much with what they know. theyd kick me out and ban me from the dream#but since it was just a disguise. the Me isnt rlly affected by it so i kept going back as someone else#cuz theres like smth in the boss' office that i needed for a mission. and then i just ended up disguising#as the girl. my first disguise ended up in failure cuz the girl was nearby and the boss#found me out immediately cuz of the way i kept addressing her. i kept calling her name ''marianne''#but during my 2nd time. the girl wasnt around (made sure to disguise as her when she went out)#and turns out she addresses the boss as ''jessica'' for some reason instead of marianne#i managed to get so far until i insisted on seeing the thing i needed and she found out#got kicked out again after saying what i needed to her and then dream 3 started where its just a random mess
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jessicamdawn · 1 year
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We went canoeing for my birthday. My 6-year-old niece was in my canoe, along with a friend of mine. We saw an alligator, literally RIGHT in front of our canoe.
My friend yelled behind us to the rest of our group, “There’s a river cat up here!”
For the rest of the trip, my niece kept calling gators ‘river cats.’ It was great.
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palefirecheesecake · 1 year
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A short thing told in Reverend Lovejoy’s POV
(This Takes Place When he was younger, and that Jessica was a Baby Girl)
Today is Sunday, where I usually go to church to do my sermons, but I was busy taking care of my baby girl, Jessica, so The Parson decided to let me take her to church, it was 3 months since she was born and I had to take her to my job
at my office, I was seated on my chair, holding my baby girl in my arms
“Now, my sweet baby girl,” I said to her “I have to go do my sermon while I hold you in my arms, so please be good for daddy, ok?” With that said, Jessica snuggled upon my heart, as I smiled.
After I got ready for my sermon, I carried Jessica in one arm, as she held on to my heart, feeling all warm and soft as I went out to say my sermon.
As I said my sermon, Jessica didn’t cry or anything, she felt all warm and clam as she snuggled upon my heart while I did my sermon, and as everyone was passing the church Collection plate, I just looked at my baby girl, smiling as I held her closer to my heart, I guess she really liked my sermon.
“Hey, Reverend!” Shouted a human man with plain white skin, black hair (which was in a ponytail), and ears on his neck to me while I was not looking at the people who attended the church, he was wearing a dark blue sweater with a unzipped black jacket, a dark blue beanie, a pair of glasses, and long blackish pants, his name was Denzel Crocker and he was usually obsessed his Fairies, like really obsessed. He was busy with the church Collection plate until he realized I had my baby girl with me. “What’s that you got there?”
“Why, that’s my baby.” I replied to him. “And it’s a girl.”
“I see,” he said, a little crazied. “Maybe she can help me catch FAIRES!”
“Hey Now, you don’t want to make her cry.” I said to him
“Ugh! Fine Whatever.” He said in frustration.
“Good.” I said in relief
as church was dismissed, I said goodbye to everyone to attended there, saying that I’ll see them next Sunday, with me holding My Little Jessica in one of my arms, apparently, one Springfieldian man, Gary Chalmers, saw my precious baby daughter and came up to me.
“Hey, nice baby you got there.” He said, looking at my baby girl in curiosity
I chuckled I bit. “Thanks, she’s my precious daughter and I’m trying to do what is best for her and my wife.” I replied to him.
“Say, I have a daughter too.” He told me.
“Really?” I said in wonder.
“Yes I do, her name is Shauna, and she is either 4 or 5 years old.” He told me, “And sometimes, I don’t even know her own age!”
I chuckled a bit. “That’s good for you.” I replied to him. “See you next Sunday.”
as Gary walked away, I looked at my baby girl, smiling in proudness as she stayed to close to my heart.
“Aw, did the nice people really liked seeing you in Church?” I said to her, tickling her stomach a little as she giggled. “Did They, Jessy, Did They?” Then after I went into my office to put up my robe, I held Jessica even more closer to my heart, as I opened the door of my office and walked away while holding her in both of my arms. “Come on, Baby, Let’s go home, Your Mommy is waiting for us.” I said to her as we headed home to see my wife.
The End!
NOTE: this is not a deleted scene from my fanfic, it’s just a quickie
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jess/wyatt: I understand. It's ok.
“I understand.” He lowers his gun, bowing his head slightly. “It’s okay.”
It takes her just a few heartbeats to realize his meaning, heartbeats that stretch out between them. He thinks she’s going to kill him (and she should, shouldn’t she? They’re on opposite sides of a war, and if she doesn’t take the shot now, someone else will, or he’ll put someone on her side in the ground), and he’s not even going to fight her. 
Tears prick her eyes, chest tightening. Rittenhouse may be her family, but she loves this man, and she cannot-she cannot-
She’s lowering the gun before she even realizes it, closing the distance between them. He looks up, a question in his eyes that she doesn’t give him a chance to ask, and she presses her lips to his. 
He should hesitate, should flinch-for crying out loud, he should push her away-but he falls into her easily, a broken noise slipping from his lips as he returns the kiss. And for a moment, there is nothing else: No Rittenhouse, no fear, no wars. There is only her husband, and the way they kiss each other as if they might never get another chance. His fingers are in her hair, she’s clinging to his shirt for dear life, and she can’t be sure if the salt she tastes is from her tears or his.
The sound of footsteps drawing near shatters their hastily-constructed bubble, and he releases her, looking around, fingers once again resting against his gun. Reality is flooding in, and she hates it, hates it so desperately she could scream. 
“Join us,” she says, and her voice shakes, but she doesn’t care. This is no recruitment pitch; it’s a plea to the man she loves to please, please not force them apart. 
He swallows. Meets her eyes, pain shining in his. “I can’t.” And of course he can’t; she knows that. His loyalty, his unwavering dedication to what’s right, no matter the cost, is only one of the many things she loves about him. “But you could come with us.” And oh, that same desperation drips from his words. “It’s not too late. You can do the right thing-” 
But it is too late, and she knows it. She’s chosen her side, just as he’s chosen his. If she came back now, it would be in handcuffs; what sort of life is that, for her or her child? Besides, she owes Rittenhouse more than she can say. They saved her brother. They gave her purpose. And all they want to do is make the world a better place (don’t they?). That’s what Wyatt and his hopeless band of rebels are fighting, and Jessica could never be a part of that. 
“Wyatt.” 
One word is all it takes. His face falls, but he looks no more surprised than she feels. This is far from fair, but it’s how things are, and they can be no other way. 
“Okay.” He squares his shoulders. Sets his jaw. “Okay.” 
The footsteps draw closer still, and with them, voices: Lucy, Flynn, and Jiya. Any one of them would shoot her without hesitation. And if she tries to shoot first, Wyatt will protect them. He’ll never forgive himself, but it will be instinct: the soldier protecting his teammates. 
So she nods, turns, and runs, vanishing into the night. Her heart is pounding in her chest, and she grits her teeth, steeling herself. All she wants to do is run back to him, but that’s not an option. There is only forward.
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brittlebutch · 1 year
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the only thing i don't like about 'Alex should have asked for help' AUs/theories is that they all seem to have the base assumption that we actually Know Anything about The Operator, and the fact of the matter is that we simply Don't.
#N posts stuff#we have Assumptions about how TO works but. we don't KNOW shit about it - that's The Horror of the thing#we can GUESS as much as Tim&Brian guessed that the medication makes a difference but we don't Know that it does shit#(as much as ALEX guessed that killing everyone was the best way to protect them from it)#like. as far as we saw in MH - Tim was NOT actually protected from the influence of The Operator; time and time again he falls victim to it#just like everyone else did; he attacks Jay. he attacks Alex. he even KILLED Alex under the influence of the operator#<- that's WHY he switches so violently from trying to talk Alex out of everything to suddenly stabbing him to death -#because All of A Sudden The Operator was in the room with them and that's what made the difference#(Jay's e73 catatonia had been going on for Weeks before Tim started splitting pills; time could have been Just as much a factor as the meds#i could be proven wrong but it Does feel at least a little significant to me that we haven't seen Jessica taking Anything in the new comics#even SKULLY doesn't know how it works - why it affects some more than others; even They're guessing#if a thing Has Rules that automatically makes it less scary. Every character/audience member Wants there to be rules#but the honest fact is that as far as anyone KNOWS - the Operator doesn't have any <- THAT's why the story plays out as it does#and that's exactly why it could never have played out any different - everyone is doing their best with what little information they have#and no matter who they are or what decisions they made it was Never going to be enough to save any of them.#mh lb
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zahra-hydris · 2 years
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i’m worried that the materia DC is dying
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eurosleazarchive · 1 year
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there's a thing that's like...12 months to watch 12 films recommended by 12 friends and i have 4 currently...rec me things that u like
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