#That was so fucking bad ya'll

[saltypiss]

Honestly the Right just sucks at explaining this aspect:

Ya’ll know that stupid ass comic where it shows a dem pushing someone to the right? Yes it’s idiotic, but the sentiment wasn’t inaccurate.

For sure, telling them to stop saying the N-Word isn’t what “made them decide to become a full blown nazi” What did was when a dipshit lefty presented their arguments like shit, or just treated this hypothetical person like shit, so they went to the right.

Now, that doesn’t mean the Alt-Right, that means Right, as in, they’re going to Republican forums, and slowly being indoctrinated into the right. Not that the left pushed to them to nazi-ism, that was Republicans.

But undeniably, no lefty has gone out of their way to even acknowledge such idiotic, purposefully divisive, purposefully offensive bullshit like “Man-spreading” and “checking your privileged”

Ya’ll had an incredible cringey start, stop acting like it didn’t happen, or that it was ONLY 4chan. They may have started the free-bleed meme, and even though it did become an actual viewpoint for some, you can’t genuinely tell me people weren’t unironically say “checkers your provolone” and “Man(Negative)”.

Those are the people that pushed the ignorant simply to the right, not to nazi-ism, which yes is always the end goal, we all know, no shit, it’s 2023, but it’s not that obvious to your average moron.

Anyways, the left has culpability in it’s failure of communication from 2013 onwards, but as of now they can at least be treated like an actual fucking political party. But seriously, stop acting like “Man-spreading” wasn’t the primary talking point of feminists for a while there. It’s non-sense and why republicans act like the left lies all the time.The truth is the Left simply won’t admit it’s own mistakes publicly sometimes, while the right never will.

You’ll far sooner get a self-aware feminist from 2013 than a republican from any period of time. Some are totally willing to admit the initial surge was a shit show by virtue signallers. Most...act like it never happened. And I’m sorry, but that’s simply a lie, and disingenuous. The left went out of it’s way to act like the right for a short while there, stop acting like your teenage years didn’t exist ffs.

It’s a complex weave of stupid that all started with the intentionally designed to make feminism fail, “check your privilege” designed by feminists to alienate as many people as humanly possible from their cause.

No one’s against lefty ideals and beliefs, they’re just against your cringey asses and you denial of patheticness. But you aren’t to blame for them becoming nazis, that’s republicans, and that is the part republicans aren’t remotely cognitive enough to ever recognize, nor communicate.

#3rd wave feminism #4chan #republicans #democrats #2013 feminism #That was so fucking bad ya'll #Even I questioned lefty ideals while growing up #it was as if these people went out of their way to paint their ideology in as poor a light as possible #it's only now that we can look back and not feel any fear #and only fear towards the nazi party #oh well #At least it was less than half of lefties stupid enough to divide us politically like that #unlike 100% of republicans being divisive #and still that percentage stays while the lefty percentage dropped

[lululeighsworld]

IT'S TIME BABY IT'S TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #clayton #public school arc #YA'LL HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM LIKE MY MOLECULES ARE VIBRATING RN #FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK I NEEDED THIS SO BAD IN MY LIFE #sorry to everyone that i am a black butler girlie (gender neutral) first and foremost

[generalsmemories]

every time i see someone shit on the xianzhou story quest on twitter i die a little bit inside.

#narus' corner #SO LET'S TALK ABOUT HOW EVERYONE HATED XIANZHOU BECAUSE EVERYONE AND THEIR MOTHERS AND ANCESTORS HAD PULLED UP THEORY AFTER THEORY #AND WHEN SAID THEORY DID NOT FCKING GO ALONG WITH WHAT THE ACTUAL WRITERS HAD IN STORE HELL BROKE LOOSE #ion think u understand #maybe im biased. i probably am but the way hoyoverse tackled immortality with xianzhou is quite bittersweet honestly #YA'LL WANTED UR DOOMED YAOI AND YURI AND TBH ME TOO BUT THEY ARE STILL FCKING DOOMED EVEN IF SOME THEORIES DID NOT GO AS MOST SHIPPERS WANT #THEY STILL DOOMED MILADYS AND GENTS AND NONBINARY PEEPS DAN HENG IS SUFFERING FROM PTSD AS WE SPEAK. #u look at xianzhou and see predecessors suffering the consequences of what their ancestors wanted because of immortality and vow to stop it #because they been fighting people against GALAXIES who wants a taste of that immortality who also don't KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES OF IT WHICH I #LITERALLY GETTING MARA-STRUCK WHENEVER UR MEMORIES OVERLOAD FROM LIVING TOO LONG AND GO: damn this was shit writing cause i didn't understa #IMMA AAAH #eternal wars where when u find peace after winning you DON'T BECAUSE YOU TURN MARA-STRUCK FROM THE AMOUNT OF TRAUMA U HAVE #when immorality isn't immortality in a sense u can't be killed but long lifespan but then u can't even live said long lifespan #because u get mara-struck from participating in wars to protect AND YA'LL COME OVER HERE AND SAY BAD WRITING?! #and don't come with what the fuck is phantylia doing #ion think u understand how fucked we would've been if phantylia managed to actually absorb that ambrosial arbor AS A GODDAMN EMANATOR #OF DESTRUCTION OF ALL THINGS?! YA'LL WANT INFINITE HEALING WHILE GETTING BLASED OR SMTH!?! #and the aftermath which was probs the most hated on #imma just. #imma shut up LMFAO

[nanomooselet]

My Brother's Keeper (II)

As in every version of the story, Vash only plays the fool. He is not one. Oblivious, hapless and harmless are always masks he wears. From beneath them, he susses out what Wolfwood is pretty much immediately.

Not that it was hard. The man's barely trying. And really, three days into the trip to July and a guy carrying a cross from Nai's freaky book suddenly shows up, walks off the trailer slamming into him, tries to separate Vash from the reporters, lectures him about killing to survive, makes just-kidding-or-am-I remarks about being an assassin, then finally reveals he's actually carrying an absurdly overpowered laser-cross-gun before inviting himself along for their quote-unquote "protection". Nevertheless he sticks almost exclusively by Vash, who is by a very, very, very wide margin the least in need of protection among them.

Just in this scene his lighter has the Eye of Michael sigil on it and judging by the heap of butts, after picking tunnels for everyone to search (including one for him) he stayed right where he was and chain-smoked until Vash returned. Not too long afterwards Roberto abruptly and mysteriously vanishes, and Wolfwood tries to convince Vash the reporters must be dead. …Yeah, I guess that counts as subtle for someone who named himself Millions Knives, but c'mon. Knives thinks his stupid brother won't come to his party unless he's dragged there. Vash has a chaperone now whether he wants one or not.

If I were in Vash's situation I'd be quite annoyed. For fuck's sake, he's an adult. He's been one for over a century. He doesn't need a damn babysitter. And what kind of idiot sends an assassin to do that job?

Except... Knives somehow made the perfect choice in Nick.

Wolfwood's cynical rhetoric has no effect whatsoever on Vash's ideals and he's hardly any more effective at keeping Vash safe. Simply because Wolfwood's there, Zazie and Legato between them find excuses to endanger Vash, which is par for the course when Knives tries to "protect" him. No, what makes Wolfwood the best man for the job is something that may well have happened in spite of Knives, and it's this.

Regardless of his real age, at heart Nick is a kind but wounded boy who's only trying to protect his beloved family, especially his crybaby brother. He kills because he doesn't think there's any choice - he's ultimately a victim of indifferent circumstance. In a way, an innocent.

In Wolfwood Knives gave Vash everything Vash wants to believe is true of Knives himself. With all his heart, Vash wants his brother's cruelty and manipulation to be just... just some wildly misguided but sincere attempt to save the Plants, because he doesn't believe there can be any other way - but he'd be open to an alternative. Nai really does love Vash, just like Vash truly does love Nai, and Rem loved them both. His brother can't be a monster.

If he's smart and kind and strong and brave enough, if he can just overcome his fear, Vash is sure that he can help. He'd convince Nai that humanity doesn't have to die, it's just ignorance and crashing on this barren planet that made everyone's hearts so barren while they struggled to survive. They, the twins, can take responsibility for what they did and help Plants and humans to help each other. If they could do it together...

He could love his brother without it being so fucking painful. They could love each other without every encounter they have leaving more helpless people dead, more scars on Vash. From all that he's lost, he could salvage this one thing. He'd be so content with that. He's survived on much less. He ran before, but he'd stay this time, and for good. Neither of them would be alone. They'd have time.

On top of that, Vash needs to help people - it's what keeps him alive, and it makes him happy. Wolfwood needs someone who'll treat him like he's a person rather than a weapon, to remember that he doesn't have to be the Punisher. That's what keeps him alive. There's still a place for him in the world, even for what he's become.

If Vash can convince Wolfwood, his brother's agent, to accept that place... if he can help him... maybe he could do the same for his brother. Just as Luida did for Vash himself.

And Wolfwood does a damn good job playing the part without even knowing that's what he's doing. Well, he knows he's protecting Vash, but all it's in how he does it.

JPN: You only get one life. You have to fight for it, no matter who you hurt in the process. There's no other way to survive.

ENG: You only get one life, y'know? Self-sacrifice might satisfy the ego, but don't throw your life away. Survival's everything.

This is advice you'd get from a brother. If one must die so another can live, I'd rather you live - so make sure of it. Dumbass. (It's also the final request Rem made of the twins: I want you two to survive./Try your very best to survive for me.) Maybe phrased bluntly and a bit abrasive, but not… insane. No weird sermons about crusades and fire from the sky, no verbal abuse or put-downs, no blame, no hurt. What's more, while Wolfwood does try to convince Vash to leave the reporters for dead, when Vash goes back for them Wolfwood bitches all the way but goes with him. He slices open the Grand Worm for them (though I think also to annoy Zazie). And after that, he clinches it by, of all things, trying to get Meryl to eat bugs.

You're not going so survive like that. Come on!/Are any of you freaks interested in survival? Come on! Open wide!

(This is totally irrelevant, but their stupid bickering in the background in the English dub is hilarious. Nick straight up says "I'm helping!" and adds something about how short Meryl is. Meryl starts protesting that she's a "perfectly average-sized woman." I bet they were unbearable in the truck.)

Nai was always dismissive of, if not outright nasty about, Vash enjoying food he doesn't need. Nick gets it. Consuming food gives physical nourishment, and Plants don't need that to survive. But it's also togetherness, shared joy. Those are things both Plants and humans need, so it's not a 'waste'. We're more than merely serving a material purpose or function, even one that's self-declared. Even as Plants.

No matter how heavy a cross you carry, you still deserve to eat. You still deserve to laugh./Heh, no matter how heavy the cross is you carry, you deserve food. And to laugh.

Vash needed to hear that, or something like it. It's the kind of thing Rem used to say, the kind of thing Luida told him. (It's about everyone getting a share.) Meryl, though she cares for him, doesn't yet know how to break through Vash's rumination.

Nick's being a jackass older brother by happenstance, because he's letting down his guard. It's who he really is: kind of a silly kid who cares deeply about people and shows it by goofing off and pushing their buttons until they want to fucking kill him. But Vash would so relieved to have a brother who's just annoying about how much he cares. Who still cares enough to listen to his opinions, and to compromise when they disagree; who doesn't loathe the person Vash is because it's not what he thinks Vash should be. So Vash eats what Wolfwood offers, despite Roberto's warnings, extending his trust. Wolfwoof takes that in the spirit it was intended, a little shocked. Despite himself (and despite Zazie), he and Vash are genuine friends from this moment onward.

Also Nick is having a ball bugging the shit out of Meryl. She's like three feet tall and so easy to piss off! Maybe if he tries hard enough he can make her head explode. Irritating the little sister mode: activate.

That doesn't mean everything's love and peace, though.

Wolfwood's work isn't over yet. I think he's relieved Vash extended his trust both because, despite himself, Nick likes this dude (and that must have been an interesting realisation to come to about his sadistic boss's fluffy wuffy cotton ball of a twin brother) and because it makes his job easier. But now he's emotionally invested. He shouldn't be. He can't be. Zazie reminded him why, can see it in [his] eyes. The last person who cared like this was Livio.

Again, Vash isn't stupid. He does care about Nick as a person, not a surrogate Nai, just as he cares about everyone; it's why he's so easy to love and so, so many people have come to love him. (Precious darling boy.) Nevertheless, there are gaps between what Vash needs from Nick and what Nick is capable of giving. And there's one huge glaring difference between Wolfwood and Knives.

That difference meant the hope Vash came to have about confronting Knives in July was misplaced. He just couldn't have known until it was too late.

Part I

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Part VI

Part VII

#trigun stampede #tristampparty #trigun meta #nicholas d. wolfwood #millions knives #vash the stampede #wolfwood's refusal to employ any skill at clandestine operations fucking cracks me up #it's like he's trying to get fired or discharged but he was abducted by a death cult #so he's just incompetent on purpose because fuck all ya'll #what are they going to do. fire him? torture him? shoot him? #bad news about all that stuff guys #meta: my brother's keeper

[dylanconrique]

tim went from not being able to even say aloud that him and lucy would have to kiss when going undercover to not being able to stop kissing her, i'm 😭😭😭😭😭

#*and this is icarly! #the rookie #4x22 #tim bradford #lucy chen #chenford #otp: you know me so well #he's down bad BAD #fuck that thought just hit me like a fucking sledgehammer #okay yeah so it was for undecover reasons #but like.... #he obviously put some thought into it so much so that he brought it up #or at least tried to anyway #and now everytime he kisses lucy he is always the one to go back for more smooches 😘 #anyway i'm sure ya'll are probably pretty annoyed with me so i'll shut up for now cause i am finally getting sleepy #gnight

[thestalkerbunny]

You go down just like Holy Mary, Mary on a Cross;

Your Beauty never ever scared me.

#TSB Draws #Cult of the Lamb #COTL #True Devotion #The Lamb #The One Who Waits #Nanrinder #-gently holds your vessal as you ressurect them for the 90th time cause they're so BAD at crusading- #but you secretly love it because you get to hold them gently #so gently while they sleep before they awaken back to life #Ya'll Im so pleased with how this turns out if it doesn't blow up like my fucking SHIT post doodles did I'm gonna be SAD

[pastafossa]

Ok. TRT business and a question, cause I need feedback from readers at this point.

First: the final chapter of the Raven What If fic should be posted this week, I'm about done editing it. The bigger, much more important question: So I have a potential chapter for tomorrow. I've been worrying and fretting over posting it, not because I think it's bad, but because it's short by TRT standards, currently around 2k words, and it both frustrates me and makes me feel weirdly guilty at the thought of dropping what's so much less than my usual. I'm used to being able to write longer chapters, being able to squeeze everything I want into them, and I have a literal outline of this goddamn chapter that has this good stuff in it and I know what needs to be written. I can see it right there. The movie is playing in my head just fine. But the truth of it is, my writing is slow at the moment thanks to post-covid brain fog. I'm checking in with my doctor, I've started taking specific supplements (which I'm hoping to see results from in the next few weeks), I'm clawing my way back bit by bit, but I continue to write slowly, mostly because I either can't focus or I have to stop every few sentences to struggle with a word I can't remember. It's incredibly frustrating. The thing is though, at least I *am* writing, which gives me hope. But this is where you - the readers - come in. Because right now we have two possible paths for updates going forward for a bit. Option 1: Longer gaps between our usual chapters. If we go this road, it'll take longer but as I chip away, I'll eventually have the full planned chapter, which I'd post. This would be a chapter closer to what we've had most weeks for the past oh god like 2 years. At current speed I'd drop it in a few weeks, and then hopefully the next one would come a little faster, until eventually we're back to our usual. So basically, you'd get your big chunks when the updates do come, and the same natural endpoints and arcs as before. Drawback is obviously the time between updates, so you won't be fed as often (though I'd try to find things in my editing folder to clean up and drop, like the Raven fic).

Option 2: Shorter chapters but more regular updates. If we go this road, we'd be back to weekly updates of our adventures with Matt and Jane. There'd just be less than usual for a bit and then, hopefully as I improve, you'll see the word count begin to climb back up. So in this case, you'd be getting a weekly dose of TRT, the usual fluff and angst and action, but the catch is less overall to read (likely individual scenes rather than multiples), and potentially sudden endpoints/more cliffhangers as I 'end' at what was outlined as a scene change.

Which way I go will mostly depend on ya'll tbh. I think I can make either work, since I've managed to start writing a little again and I really, really am hoping the supplements help. But since this'll potentially alter the update schedule we've had for years, I wanted to see which you'd prefer.

So, Option One - longer gaps but long chapters - or Option Two - shorter chapters weekly. Which would you prefer?

#the red thread #i have been so gd frustrated. like it doesn't help my meds and other illnesses ALREADY cause brain fog #now i have this shit #where i can literally see in my head what needs to happen but words no go for long time #and i've gotten so used to long TRT chapters that i've been fighting the guilt over the idea of shorter chapters #so i figured i'd check in because if ya'll are actually fine with that then i'd feel better about it #alternatively i just keep plucking away and eventually drop the full length chapter #i feel like the feedback for whichever way we go will help me settle and not feel bad about longer gaps/shorter chapters #in the meantime i'm doing what i can. following doctor's orders and taking my supplements #along with writing in little chunks and editing to see if that can help me retrain whatever's been fucked up basically #so. option 1 or option 2?

[imogenkol]

Old Scars and New

word count: 3.3k warnings: blood, injury tending, disaster bisexual werewolf being cringe af tags: bandaging/stitching up wounds prompt

this is a slightly altered/updated version of my most popular piece of writing for this verse and thought I'd share it in my continued journey of rebuilding my relationship with my og works!

“Alright, who’s up first?” Nadya announced once everyone filed into the motel room.

Skye flashed a sly grin at the sight of Nadya putting her glasses on. “Ooh, are we gonna play doctor?”  

Jayde rolled her eyes and dumped her bag onto the floor, barely holding back a wince. The scent of her own blood invaded her lungs and she already felt bruises forming, but the aches and pains were far from uncommon occurrences. She dismissed any concern. “I’m fine.” 

Nadya ignored their comments and pointed at both of the siblings. “You two. Sit.”

“Are you going to tell me to roll over too?” Skye remarked. 

At the same time, Jayde reiterated grumpily “I said I’m fine.”

The human threw them a stern glare. Nadya may appear soft and approachable most of the time – even meek to those who underestimated her – but the wolves quickly discovered that she had a hidden talent for intimidation when she wanted to. Jayde and Skye simultaneously took their seats at the edge of one of the beds without further protest. 

Satisfied with their obedience, Nadya turned to Toby. “How are you feeling?” 

“Right as rain,” he replied.

She made a spin motion with her hand. “Twirl.” He held up his arms and turned in one slow circle, showing her that he was unscathed. “Nothing’s hurting?”

“Nope.”

She concluded her thorough scan with a pat on his shoulder. “Okay, you’re good.” 

Toby gave the sisters a childish smirk like he won a game and said “Ha.” Then sauntered over to a chair. 

Well, if the game went to whoever got hurt the least, then Jayde would never win. She almost scoffed at herself because the competitive side of her that came out around Toby hated the fact that she’d lose anything to him. She even made a mental note to be more careful the next time they encountered hunters just so that she could rub her success in his face. Maybe that was his real motive – to try a tactic that would work on a toddler simply to get the reckless blonde to take better care of herself. Jayde wouldn’t put it past him. 

Nadya addressed Skye next. “You got hit on the head pretty hard. How are you feeling?”

The young wolf widened her eyes. “I can see new colors now.”

Nadya laughed and fished out a small flashlight from her bag. “How about dizziness or nausea?”

Jayde watched on as Nadya carefully combed her fingers through Skye’s hair in search of any damage hidden in the light blonde waves. Skye kicked her feet like a little kid getting a check-up, but Jayde noted how her crooked smile evened out to something more… genuine. 

Skye was rarely ever anything but mischievous, as if life were just one big joke to her. Of course, there were precious few moments when her serious self would shine through, where there were no jokes to be made and she acted fairly mellow, much to her older sister’s relief. Jayde was shocked to see that happen more often when she interacted with Nadya. 

“I feel fine,” Skye answered, then flinched when Nadya touched the sore spot on her head. “Ow! But that hurts.” 

“Sorry.” Nadya winced apologetically. “I don’t see any blood, at least.” 

The tip of her finger tapped under Skye’s chin to get her to look up. It was then that Jayde noticed she had been chewing on the inside of her cheek. Skye went still as Nadya shined the light in her eyes. It felt like an eternity to Jayde. To see Nadya be so close to her sister, touching her in ways that Jayde longed for. The older wolf realized – with a hot flush to her cheeks – that she was jealous of Skye. That made her bite her cheek even harder as she forced herself to look down. 

Nadya stepped away, allowing Jayde to finally breathe normally again. “You don’t have a concussion, but I suggest you ice that for tonight.” 

“Sounds good, doc,” she replied with a wink. 

Just when Jayde thought she might get over the momentary lapse in her emotions, Nadya blushed. It was subtle enough that she might have been able to convince herself that she imagined it, but her thoughts took what she saw regardless of rationality and ran. 

The possibility had never occurred to her until that moment, but Jayde started to wonder if maybe Skye had feelings for the human, too. Jayde certainly couldn’t blame her if she did. It was Nadya, after all. This girl practically had Jayde wrapped around her finger the first day they met. The thing that ate at Jayde more than that were Nadya’s reactions to Skye. She wouldn’t have that hard of a time believing she also felt something for her. Her sister – in all of her annoying glory – was just as much of a catch. 

The concept felt nearly unbearable to consider, but Jayde knew that she would never stand in the way of her sister’s happiness or Nadya’s. Especially if it meant Nadya would get to be with someone far more worthy of her affections. Deep down, Jayde has been looking for a good, rock solid excuse to let her go. This possible outcome might be the easiest to accept. That didn’t mean it wasn’t exceptionally painful. 

Wallowing in a pit of her own creation caused Jayde to tune the rest of the world out until Nadya’s voice brought her back down to earth. 

“Crap, I grabbed the wrong kit,” she grumbled as she sifted through her bag.

Skye gasped dramatically. “Language.” 

“You’re right, I’m sorry,” Nadya said with an amused scoff and backed up towards the door. “I’m gonna go back to the car. I’ll pick up some ice for your head on the way back, too.” 

“Toby,” Jayde commanded with a purposeful glance. Despite being clear of immediate danger, she didn’t want anyone going anywhere by themselves. Not even to the parking lot. 

He nodded in understanding and got up. “Yeah, I’ll go with her.”  

Before they left, Nadya locked eyes with Jayde. For that single second, all of her worries were utterly nonexistent. “We’ll be back in a few minutes. Try not to get into any more trouble.” 

“No promises,” Skye replied. Jayde looked to see that the devious smirk had returned to her face. 

The siblings remained seated on the musty motel bed once Toby and Nadya disappeared. The comforter felt scratchy, but Jayde still balled her fists into the fabric and stared at the worn carpet underneath her blood splattered boots. Something metallic tickled the edge of her tongue and she sighed at the sting that shortly followed, releasing her flesh from her own vengeful teeth. 

“So, what crawled up your ass?” Skye asked to break the awkward silence. 

Jayde gave her a brief side-glance. “Nothing.” 

“Right.” Her words already dripped with sarcasm. “You’re just acting like you have to take Old Yeller out back for no reason.” 

Jayde felt a brief spark boil in her chest, but it died out as quickly as it came. She didn’t have the will to be angry or defensive. She only sighed again and forced her question out. “Do you like her?”

There was no hesitation in Skye’s answer. “Yeah, of course I like her.”

“No, I mean… Do you like her?"

Confusion twisted the younger wolf’s features as she blinked at Jayde for several moments. Jayde wordlessly begged not to make her spell it out. The question alone was already mortifying enough. As soon as her meaning fully sank in, Skye’s expression promptly turned incredulous. 

“Forget it,” Jayde said curtly.

But Skye already jumped on it. “No, you know what? I do like her. I really, really like her. Yeah, I want her to have my babies.” 

Jayde had to fight the urge to growl. “It was a genuine question, Skye.” 

“And you’re a genuine idiot,” she fired back with no remorse. “I don’t want your girlfriend, Jayde.” 

“She’s not my girlfriend.” 

“She could be.”

“She shouldn’t.” 

Skye raised an eyebrow. “That’s not very progressive of you. You’re sounding like Miranda with that old world bullshit. Who cares if Nadya is a human? Just be careful not to break or bite her. That simple.” 

Jayde shook her head. “It’s not that…” 

The slow nod she saw out of the corner of her eye turned into a shrug as Skye leaned into her. “What if you’re wrong about yourself?” she whispered like a kid telling a secret. 

They fell back into another prolonged silence as Jayde rocked back and forth anxiously. She wasn’t wrong about herself, but Jayde somehow still had the smallest bit of hope that she could become someone Nadya deserves. That if she tried to be better, she wouldn’t fight this so hard or put herself through all of this pain. She had it in her. Somewhere. Buried underneath dirt and dust. The best version would peek through the cracks of everything broken about her whenever that girl was near. Jayde just had to figure out a way to widen the fractures and reach through. 

But she worried she would break herself even more by doing that. 

After a minute, her lungs deflated once more in utter hopelessness. “I am an idiot.” 

Familiar footsteps approached the room and Skye nudged her older sister with her elbow. “Chin up, sport.” 

Jayde managed to give her a grateful look just as the others returned. Nadya held a small bag of ice in one hand and a different first aid kit in the other. She went to Skye first and handed her the ice for her head. 

Guilt immediately flooded Jayde’s system for feeling so jealous. Nadya put in so much effort to take care of them all and Jayde had been worried that she wanted her sister over her. She needed to get over herself. 

“Okay, you’re good to go. Just take it easy,” Nadya ordered. 

Skye enthusiastically jumped to her feet while balancing the ice pack on top of her head. “Great, I’m gonna go get tacos across the street.” 

“Don’t go alone,” Jayde called as she skipped towards the door.

She waved dismissively. “Yeah, yeah, buddy system.” 

“You guys want anything?” Toby asked before he trailed after her.

“Just get me whatever you get,” Jayde said.

“Okay. Nadya?”

Nadya sounded slightly distracted as she prepared the kit. “Uh, what kinds are there?” 

“Asada, pollo, carnitas.” When she took too long to ponder the options, he translated in a patronizing tone “Beef, chicken, pork.” 

She looked up and fixed him with an exasperated stare. “I know what they mean, I was just thinking.” 

Toby chuckled. “Any day now.” 

“Get me chicken.” 

He gave a casual thumbs up. “You got it.” 

The motel room grew quiet again once it became only the two young women. The wolf took time to let the human’s presence calm the restless being within. She focused on how her air of crisp autumn spices encompassed her senses, even over the scents of the others. What fascinated Jayde was how her existence always broke through the most powerful things. Werewolves had an incredibly distinct and potent scent, so being around her pack should have masked the humanness of Nadya’s scent. But it didn’t. In fact, Jayde often sensed her before she sensed anything or anyone else. It was always her first. 

“Your turn?” Nadya suggested softly, immediately drawing Jayde’s full attention. 

Up to that point, she had completely forgotten about her injuries. “Oh, right.” 

Nadya came directly to her, standing just inches away. Jayde stared up at her and waited, totally transfixed. “Let’s get a look at that arm.” 

Jayde realized she needed to remove her jacket. She snapped herself out of her trance and carefully slipped out of it, grimacing as the fabric tugged at the graze on her bicep. Blood had mostly soaked into the jacket itself, but streaks of crimson still smeared across her skin and reached as low as her wrist.

Nadya bent down and adjusted her glasses to get a better look, but that furrow in her brow looked like it took too much effort. “Do you think we could move to the bathroom? The lighting sucks out here and I gotta get you cleaned up.” 

“Yeah.” 

Nadya followed closely behind as they entered the bathroom, but lingered over Jayde’s shoulder after turning the light on. “Hey, did you take a hit to the back?” 

Jayde craned her neck to see why she looked so concerned, but couldn’t see much of anything. The strain of twisting only made her injured shoulder spike with pain. “Um, I’m not sure. Maybe? I remember getting punched or something.” 

“There’s blood, Jay,” Nadya informed her, still inspecting the wound. “Take this off.” 

Jayde felt her entire body flare with intense heat as Nadya tugged at her shirt. She hesitated for a few beats to let the embarrassment pass. It wasn’t like Nadya hadn't seen her without a shirt on before. Hell, she’s seen her naked. She’s seen her turn into a goddamn werewolf, for fuck’s sake. Jayde wanted to curse at herself for being so stupid. 

She struggled to get out of the shirt on her own. It was enough that her shoulder felt as sore as it did, but now that she had been made aware of it, the wound on Jayde’s back stung like a bitch. As much as she wanted to hide her pain, she wasn’t able to stop herself from flinching when she tried to work one of her arms out of the ruined clothing. 

“Here, let me –” Nadya reached to help, but then her pulse spiked in the wolf’s ears like a drum had been struck and she stopped short. “Can I..?”

“Sure, yeah,” Jayde stammered and braced herself as the human stepped into her space. 

Nadya’s hands carefully gripped the bottom of the bloodied shirt and slowly pushed it up her torso. Jayde could tell that she tried not to, but there were still a couple of times where her fingers brushed up against bare skin. Jayde clenched her jaw tightly. Just those small, brief touches caused intense tingling to spread outwards from the places of contact. She shut her eyes and held her breath as her wolf fought to rise to the surface. A shiver raced along Jayde’s spine as she quickly dampened it. After a tense half-second, she felt the restless animal reluctantly retreat. 

Despite nearly losing control, Jayde didn’t feel afraid. Maybe because she knew Nadya wasn’t in any danger. The wolf only wanted a glimpse of her, but the last thing Jayde wanted was to cause any potential fear. She certainly didn’t want to think up some shitty excuse to explain why her eyes started to glow. 

The two of them successfully got the shirt over Jayde’s head with minimal pain and discarded it on the floor. Meeting Nadya’s gaze after that felt far braver than facing any hunter. She had this look in her warm brown eyes that Jayde couldn’t quite decipher. However, the physical effect in Nadya’s body was more obvious. Being so close, Jayde sensed it all. 

An erratic heartbeat. A clipped breath caught in her throat. A blooming scent that tempted Jayde nearer. 

Those were not things she noticed in Nadya with anyone else, Jayde realized. 

“I’m going to, uh…” Nadya motioned awkwardly, finally just shuffling behind her again. 

Jayde cleared her throat to banish her own nerves and brushed her tangled hair over her shoulder. “How’s it looking back there?” 

“This is pretty deep,” she murmured and began to clean it. “You really didn’t feel this?”

Jayde tensed at the incredibly cold sensation of a disinfectant wipe against her hot skin, but she still gave a half shrug. “I remember being hit, but that’s all.” 

“Well, you got lucky. It could have punctured your lung.”

Jayde set her hands on the edge of the sink and watched Nadya’s reflection carefully through the mirror. “Yeah, I feel lucky.” 

“That better not be sarcasm. Not when I’m looking at all these scars.” Nadya scolded as she got the stitches ready. “It looks like you should be dead ten times over.” 

“It’s because I should be.” 

They briefly shared a look. Nadya’s expression remained unreadable. Not that Jayde had the time to properly study it before she went back to work. 

She didn’t say anything while she made a few sutures — being too focused on her task of mending a werewolf — but then Jayde saw her brown eyes peek over her shoulder again. “I’m really glad you aren’t, by the way.” 

Jayde exhaled an almost whispered response. “Me too.”  

A bandage was carefully placed over the newly stitched wound, but Nadya lingered behind her. Jayde wondered if maybe she had spotted another wound that hadn’t quite traveled through her nerves and up to her brain yet, but then felt an incredibly delicate sensation tickle her lower back. It took a moment for her to realize that it was the tip of Nadya’s finger trailing over what had to be one of her scars. Jayde froze in place, not having a single clue how to react. 

“How many are there?” Nadya’s voice sounded distant. 

Jayde gripped the edges of the sink so that she wouldn’t fall over as the girl traced another sensitive mark. She was afraid that the slightest movement would cause her to stop. “I’ve never counted.” 

A soft hum echoed in the bathroom. “I guess you’ve got a couple more now. Which reminds me…” Nadya pulled her hand away, but before disappointment twisted an invisible knife in the werewolf’s chest, her palm rested on her hip and turned her around. 

The human’s sudden willingness to touch her in ways that could be considered intimate left Jayde’s mind in a utter stupor, stirring her inner self once more. She didn’t know what to make of it. Or what to do. She knew what she wanted to do, though that remained a line Jayde felt she shouldn’t cross. 

Nadya went to work on the laceration that cut through her upper arm and Jayde found herself thoroughly fascinated with the process. The human’s eyes were so focused, making sure each and every stitch was up to her standard. The way her brows knitted in concentration — the thin frame of her glasses resting on the bridge of her nose — replaced Jayde’s heart with a pair of fluttering wings. She could stare at her for hours. 

Nadya finally glanced up while she wrapped her arm. This time, her blush was entirely noticeable. “What?” 

The question made Jayde realize she had been smiling. She quickly looked away, though she couldn’t fully wipe the expression from her face. “Nothing.” 

“Okay,” Nadya said slowly, confused amusement written on her face. “Well, I’m all done.” 

Jayde nodded as she cleaned the mess up. As soon as the kit was packed, Nadya gave the wolf an unsure look and turned to leave the bathroom. On impulse, Jayde caught her wrist to stop her. A small gasp escaped Nadya’s lips at the unexpected touch, but she still waited expectantly. 

“Thank you.” Jayde caressed the smooth curve of her wrist with her thumb. For the first time, she didn’t try to hide it. She wanted Nadya to feel her gratitude. “For taking care of us.” 

Nadya’s features softened into an absolutely stunning smile. “I like taking care of you.” 

It took everything Jayde had not to pull her in. She yearned to feel Nadya against her. Longed to brush their lips together. To hold her close and swallow every breath. Feel all the ways she could get her heart to race. Instead, Jayde’s fingers went slack and Nadya slipped out of her grasp, leaving her alone in the bathroom with the ghost of her contact still prickling across the surface of her skin.

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#oc insp: jayde thatcher #oc insp: nadya bishop #oc insp: toby cortez #oc insp: skye thatcher #ship insp: woven and thatched #insp: the lodge #oh look the gang's all here #this is the whole pack btw #well... the whole pack up to a certain Event and then a couple more join the picture #i love how i sift through my older writing being like 'ugh god this is unreadable garbage' and it's never as bad as i expect it to be #but the perfectionist in me feels a lot better when i fix certain parts that bugged me #i mean nothing will ever be perfect in my eyes but i sure do like feeling proud of my work #and i feel like i've really improved since then #anyway jayde is cringefail at the beginning and slightly less as the story goes on because self awareness only gets you so far #I actually got a commission of this scene that is like INCREDIBLE #the artist wanted to animate it and I was like FUCK YEAH #anyway maybe I'll whip it back out again now that I've posted this if ya'll wanna see

[ride-a-dromedary]

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#i am still extremely frustrated about that impending ultimatum exchange #not only just how it does a massive character disservice to both individuals involved #but honestly because this *should not be* a character based ultimatum - it was fans who requested this be possible #and pushed and pushed and pushed until l*rian relented #but then it reframes it as a 'one of these individuals is being unreasonable out of the blue' so it makes them look like a bad guy #instead of an even keeled conversation where then the player's choice seems like *they* made the choice to keep one or the other #which it *should* be solely the player making that choice and any blame be put on them #idk if i'm getting at what i want to be getting at but i am legitimately wary every time a new patch is released now #anyway m has been in the game since day one idk how ya'll are getting so mad at h for 'taking away development time' #if they didn't spend time developing her when they had her since the beginning i think you should be mad at l*rian for fumbling the bag #jibber jabber blabber bluff #l*rian continuing to prove they cannot adequately put their foot down and then people complaining that the implementation #of a feature that *wasn't meant to be there in the first place* #is buggy and half assed my beloathed #also @ the people i continuously see like fuck man don't recruit him ya'll acting like he holds a gun to your head and demands to go with u

[stars-n-spice]

RAAAAAHH!!!

it's actually so fucking unfair that I can't have Wrecker over for Korean BBQ and then end the night dancing and singing away to Selena.

#just wanna have fun with the big guy :( #rip wrecker you would've loved korean bbq #you don't understand how badly i just wanna dance with this man #ugghhh it is fucking racist and homophobic that i cannot do this with him #i should be allowed to eat korean bbq and listen to selena with him #y'know like #stuff our faces with korean bbq #get drunk off soju #spend the rest of the night with karaoke #and dancing #sighhhhhh #you don't understand #dulce amor is the most fitting song for that man #i love selena so much #and i love wrecker #put the two together? #damn #anyways #max back on their wrecker shit #i might indulge and write a self insert fic or like draw something idk #TÚ ERES TODO TODO MI MUNO #Y SOLO VIVO PARA TI #DULCE AMOR #RAAAAH #it's late #sorry ya'll #tbb wrecker #wrecker bad batch #wrecker mi vida mi amor #te quiero mucho

[saltypiss]

The bare minimum of democracy is falling apart because the only supporters left of democracy are killing it so people don't get too upset about the silly ol' Genocide thing. Cmon ya'll, the Blue Genocider is ajove criticism! But the, Evil Red Genocider? Pfft, shit on his grave, but don't you dare breathe too close to Dear Leader Biden.

#palestine #israel #Biden #Pro-Genocide Biden #democrats #republicans #politics #Hmmm do I care about Abortion more or the end of an entire race #hmmmmmm #hard choice #except it wasn't until ya'll forced rational fucking people into it #Nobody is for Dump #but absolutely nobody sane is for either candidate #at least #ya know #the bare minimum of democracy? #If Biden stands to kill that then yes I absolutely will never vote for him #that's what Leftists want so the genocide thing doesn't look so bad #sad shit #sad sad shit

[hitoshisbf]

What is the problem people have with aging characters up.

Especially if there is physical, mental and emotional growth.

If you're just aging them up and leaving them as they are(mentally, emotionally) , yeah there's a problem. ( isn't this infantilzing? )

But maybe consider people don't want to ship themselves with a child and ( in my case) rather an adult version of the character who has grown and developed as a person.

It ain't just to make it sexual.

I don't know man.

It's fucking irritating.

I'm not trying to be with a 16 year old or a 22 year old who ACTS like a 16 year old. So

Get a fucking grip.

Also maybe don't just age a character up PURELY for NSFW.

That's when it's creepy.

#aev vents #I dont know man maybe im so pissed because im literally not aging him up just to sexualize him either #that aint my jyve #that aint right and im not gonna pretend it is #I cant even look at physical smut or even shirtless pictures of my f/o because I feel BAD and it feels WRONG #There is no real desire for it lmao #Sincerely wishing people would GET that some people ARENT JUST AGING A CHARACTER UP TO FUCK EM #Like im in love with his potential of who he is and who he will grow up to be #so if you want ot be honest #not even canon hitoshi #Anyway this isn't pro-proship by any means #i dont want to see a 26 y/o fucking a 16 y/o #so yeah im not into teacher and student mha either #ANyway im curious on ya'lls thoughts on this #thoughts pls

[angeltism]

sorry but oh my god i am CACKLING tumblr r uu serious rn

#➳ the fool speaks #what did i nawt block hys side blog or something #why is that there /silly #also YES i've vented a whole bunch abt hymn but this is a pure lighthearted ''we have mutually blocked eachother what'' mildly confuse post #. . . i am going to go block the side blog i realized Oh Yeah I Probably Just Didn't #so i'll try that . but still tumblr hello ?? what even makes it choose what blogs to put on there #anyways i need to immediately spam everybun's dashes with gacha life 2 soraqua to make up for the excessive breakupventing and nyeow this #''ya'll literally blocked eachother ffs can uu shut up about uur fucking ex'' #(which i am trying to ! prommy ! this just made me start cackling when i saw it and earned me a concerned look from aquadad) #i was just abt to say wait is there even a point to blocking the sideblog (aside from maybe making tumblr get the memo here) but i realized #since uu can't block from sideblogs it's possible that the two sideblogs could still interact unless hy also blocked this one too but bette #safe than sorry . anyways yeah ok funny wait what moment over . i am going to show uu me ++ my bff-ex-qpp's headmate kissing in g.l2 /JOKE #in reality i will finish making tisse so i can show ya'll willow and tisse bc they both r pretty . AND so far 3/5 of the cdstw group have #praised my abilities to make them in gl.2 so >:) . if they said it's good then ya'll bet ur asses i will subject ya'll 2 it too #i should also make star in it #right after i finish making tisse bc i think tox may also be waiting on me #which if so i feel bad rn i am wasting my time joking abt my ex . on that note i am going to Shut The Fuck Up nyeow :thumbsup: /lh

[bardkin]

feeling like you're "not disabled enough" to quit your job or at least ask for accommodations fuckin' sucks

#venty tags because i'm angry and tired of my fuckin' job. ya'll are free to skip this one if you're not in the right headspace <3 #my fuckin' rsd just really got to me today. #your muscles hurt and ache & they hurt enough to be noticeable more often than not. #you expect them to Stop Fucking Hurting SIX MONTHS into having A Job and they seem to have only gotten worse. #but they don't hurt bad ''enough'' to keep you bed ridden. #you get frequent enough headaches but none that are on the level of full on migraines. #they're enough to make you feel like shit but they don't make you physically ill. #so you go in anyway - even though taking pain meds does fuck all for any of it 90% of the time. #your brain fog is Bad but you can force yourself to snap out of it long enough to get a requested task done. #you're barely able to remember how to do multi-step shit that gets done Every Fuckin' Day and thus should be seared into your brain by now. #you're demotivated and depressed but you know none of your coworkers will Get It & you go in anyway - #so you almost have a breakdown at the end of each month but you smother it until you finally get home that day. #you're always exhausted no matter how much or little you sleep or how long or short your work day Actually is - #and every day is a fuckin' slog that only gets worse the later in the week it is. #& if you say anything about how much you hurt or how tired you are... #it's either brushed off or becomes an open invitation to infantilize and/or ''jokingly bully'' you. #you get told to ''toughen up'' or ''get better sleep'' and that ''you can do it.'' #ugh. fuck. #i'm in a bit of an ''extremely fucked'' situation bc my work isn't corporate. it's incredibly close-knit & family run. #small business as hell being a service dog training thing. #granted - my boss is disabled / chronically ill so she May understand if i ever say anything. #but my fuckin' coworkers are Glaringly able-bodied & neurotypical. and they're the ones who do most of the ribbing. all of the ribbing. #it's not constant but it's consistent enough that my rsd has me somewhat convinced that most of my coworkers are probably sick of me. #i frequently have intrusive imagined scenarios where i get fired & at least one person says ''good riddance'' or something like that. #i'm a scrawny depressed queer who's only kind of good at sweeping up. #and i can barely do that these days without having to sit down every handful of minutes. #it's just kind of all around fucked rn. #i can't wait to get out of here.

[lifelonglemon]

Sooooo.... I hear porn fandom is coming back to tumblr.

#hiatus #more like hibernation #actually like rising from the dead #i considered an 'is anyone alive out there' titanic gif #but decided to keep it classic #take it back to where this whole blog began #and re-embrace that initial awkward nervous feeling right before hitting post now #back then i was hoping i wasn't alone in loving dumb card game anime #now i'm just hoping i don't have to start from scratch #please tell me ya'll are still (t)here #and aren't so mad at me that you won't talk to me ever again #like maybe at least to help a girl figure out her way around this site these days #because fuck i missed these stupid hashtag conversations #and holy upgrade on the editable functionality of them now #(everyone knows that means i'm just going to use them even more right?) #tag disserations #but seriously #why can i never open someone's blog now? #is xkit still a thing? #was search always this bad? #do anyone still want to be my friend?

[ashyblondwaves]

Mother Fuck do I want to go OFF right now about some ST shit I just saw but I'm gonna be good and just vent this way instead.

#stranger things #the shit people say i swear to god #the shit they BELIEVE #THE SHIT. #we truly must be watching different shows #because that take was just fucking bad #and made no sense #UGGGGHHHHH #jonathan erasure for one #and ya'll know how i feel about that one #i'm so irritated now lmao #ok calming breaths #i have work to do