#and there's more to this but again i'm just tired of it in general

[luveline]

Hi Jade!!! I love, love, love your writing. I was wondering if you could write something for Tsam Peter x reader where reader has a concussion and Peter is just generally super sweet about taking care of them? I have a concussion right now and I feel like he would be so sweet about it. If not feel free to ignore this, love you!!! <3

i love u!! fem!reader, 1k

You’re shivering again. Peter looks up from his book suspiciously, squinting at the curve of your where you’re laying on his couch. He should let you rest —you’re allowed to sleep with a concussion, despite what some might think— but he doesn’t like the shivering. It’s weird. 

“I'm coming, baby,” he says, standing up from the armchair to situate himself by your hips. 

Peter pulls the blankets more firmly to your chin. “Are you cold, bub?” he asks. It might appear that he’s talking to you while you’re still sleeping, but the smile you give when he talks proves otherwise. 

“No,” you force out in a mumble. 

“Are you sure?” 

It takes you some time to think about it. Your body’s been thrown for a loop since you hurt yourself, but you’re healing nicely, and your mental stamina is yards better than it had been. Peter asked you yesterday if you wanted a kiss and you couldn’t answer him for a full minute, and when you did it was an uncoordinated lift of your chin. You’re still in there, still his girl, just mildly incapacitated for the time being. 

“I might be,” you decide. 

Peter grabs a throw from under the coffee table and shakes it out over your arms and shoulders. “There. Need a drink?” 

“Do you?” you ask. 

“What?” 

“You’re asking me lots of questions,” you say, slowly, quietly, but not without character. “I thought I’d ask one back.” 

“I don’t need anything.” He tilts his head to align your faces, leaning in, not quite close enough to kiss you. 

“You look very serious right now, Spider-Man.” 

He glares for show. “So serious.” 

“Sorry I can’t really make you a drink.” 

Peter wipes the glare. “I’m sorry you got hurt. I don’t care that you can’t be my serf right now. When you’re better I’m gonna work you twice as hard, that’s all.” 

You raise a tired hand to his jaw. You’re extra careful to offset your wonky hand, stroking a clumsy but tender line from his ear to his chin. “Can you help me up?” 

Peter doesn’t question you. You’ve been recovering for a few days (he hasn’t realised before your injury that some people can take months to get better after a head injury, even without blood clots or fractures) and he’s not felt the urge to baby you beyond waiting on your every whim and want. If you’d like to sit up, that’s okay. The only thing he’d insist on is getting enough sleep at night, and thats something you’ll do happily. 

“Can I give you a hug?” he asks, his eyebrows pinching up at their starts. “I hate seeing you shiver, it makes me sad.” 

“Makes you sad?”

He squeezes your elbow where the blankets have fallen down. “Is that surprising?” 

You want to trade jokes with him but you can’t summon a retort, and your smile quickly fades. It can’t be nice, feeling a shade of yourself. Peter’s heart aches for you twice. 

“C’mere, pretty girl,” he says, slipping his arms under yours, encouraging you to wrap your own behind his head or let them rest behind his shoulders. He loves hugging you like this, almost lifting you, spider strength begging to be used as you sigh and settle into place against him. You feel a little like a shell of yourself, not quite quick with touches, fingertips twitching against his shoulder blade as he nuzzles his face against yours unabashed. “There you are. Where’d you go, huh? I was about to send out the search party.” 

“I’m right here.” 

“Yeah you are. Lucky me, right? Luckiest guy in the world.” 

You sigh happily beside his ear, your face pitching slowly downward until it’s pressing against the curve of his neck, your arms slipping down his front as you run out of energy. He doesn’t mind, bundling you up with no intention of letting you go. 

“How do you feel?” he asks. 

“Still fuzzy, like… it’s like we’re talking to each other through a screen door.” 

“Do you need something? Or want something? I’ll get you anything.” 

“I’m fine.” 

He lets out a sorry sigh. He wishes you’d want something, god knows he’d love to put a smile on your face. If you were feeling better you might ask him to go and get you something for dinner from across the city, or beg him to find you a bunch of flowers (which he’s always willing to buy). But sick, you ask for nothing. You just lay on the couch and wait to get better. Peter doesn’t think it’s super fair. 

“I’m sorry you’re not better yet,” he murmurs, his lips drifting down to your temple, which he kisses weakly, the barest brush of his lips. “Wish I could take it from you.” 

“I’ll be okay soon.” 

“I know you will, but I still wish I could take it. It’s shitty.” 

You think about this for a while. “It’s not shitty,” you work out finally, hand curling against his waist in a tired display of affection. “I have the… best boyfriend ever looking after me.” 

“I’ll be here until you’re better, you know that.” 

“I know.” 

Peter ushers you back and lifts your blankets, slotting himself next to you with a careful arm held behind your back. You show some surprising excitement at the offering of a cuddle and work under his arm, shuffling down the couch to leave you both laying on the same cushion, blankets uneven but warm over your chests. “You should probably go back to sleep,” he says. 

“Nap with me?” you ask, endearingly hopeful. 

He turns his face, intending on drawing lines into your cheek with the tip of his nose until you either fall asleep or can’t take it anymore. “Sure, baby. I bet you’re exhausted, huh? Let’s sleep.” 

He falls asleep before you, breathing snores into your cheek. You have enough wits about you to laugh, and then you fall asleep, too. 

#tasm peter parker #tasm peter x reader #tasm peter parker imagine #tasm peter parker x you #tasm peter parker x reader #tasm x reader #peter parker x reader #tasm!spiderman x reader #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter imagine #tasm!peter parker #tasm!peter parker x reader #tasm! peter parker x reader #spiderman x reader #peter parker oneshot #peter parker blurb #peter parker imagine #peter parker x you #peter parker x y/n #spiderman x you #spiderman fanfiction

[uravitypng]

tsukishima kinks?

or choso kinks?

or aizawa kinks?

(sending a few options cause i’m sure you’ve already gotten these suggestions <3)

i've already got a tsukishima one i need to write but .... choso !!! aizawa !!! oh my god!!!! i've never written anything about either of them and i am sooo ready for this♡

choso

mommy/mummy kink- choso is a switch but leans more over towards sub. choso is very whiney in bed and is someone who becomes pussydrunk very easily when he's sleeping with you. during one of these pussydrunk moments he calls you mummy. he always has had the urge but resisted, worried that you won't like it but when he said it and you held onto him even tighter, wrapping your legs around him, a strangled groan came out of his mouth and he speeds up. as he comes he calls you mummy again, "gonna cum, gonna cum! fffuck mummy."

mutual masturbation- loves watching you touch yourself and will commit every gasp, touch and movement you make to memory for if he's ever alone for the weekend without you and most importantly for future reference with you, 'so touching her there makes her moan even louder huh' 'oh that made her toes curl' 'her body's shaking so much'.

choso loves watching your body writhe and squirm as you make yourself come while he's stroking his cock with rapt attention. he's inexperienced but his confidence about how good he is in bed gets boosted while mutually masturbating when you beg for more. beg for him. "please choso, please baby, i need more. want your cock s'bad. need you to touch me."

overstimulation- you milking him multiple times in succession without stopping?? yeah he likes that. he likes when you have control over his orgasms. he simultaneously wants more and wants less. bucking his hips up to meet your touch one second and the next trying to shuffle away, overwhelmed in the best way. tears filling his waterline, fists grabbing onto the sheets tightly. "t-to much!"

"i think you can take it cho"

edging- i mentioned before that he likes you having control of his orgasms so that also involves controlling when he gets to come and how many times you will deny him. "i can't anymore baby, please let me come. i've been good!"

aizawa

bondage- uses his binding cloth during sex!! tying you up in the bedroom and then leaving you there for awhile to do something else just to keep you waiting in anticipation. aizawa ties up your whole body and will also tie up just your arms and wrists on occasions too. he loves restricting your movements and watching you struggle against the binds. "there's no use struggling, you're not getting out until i want you too and before that i'm going to make you come on my tongue again."

daddy/sir kink- aizawa has an authorisation kink in general. loves taking charge and having you call him sir and daddy (sometimes even master) he will also sometimes call you kitten in response to your names for him. "sir please let me touch you! i'll be good! just let out of these binds."

choking kink- whenever he sees your eyes roll back and your breathing becoming gasps it makes him harder than he already was. his large hands wrapped around your throat, keeping you on the edge of consciousness. "so beautiful like that kitten, keep clenching around me."

somno- it's not a surprise that this is one of his kinks is it? all consensual of course but being woken up by you during sex is the best way to wake up. he also enjoys waking you up too but prefers it when he wakes up to you, especially when you're sucking his dick. his tired gravelly voice startling you as well as he gentle but firm hand on your head guiding you up and down. "fuck sweetheart, keep going just like that." you hum around his cock, letting you know you heard him. becoming wetter at the sound of his voice.

dry humping & thigh grinding- loves you being half clothed, only having underwear on, as you desperately hump and grind on him. it's a real power trip to watch you try and orgasm without any help as you frantically and pathetically rub yourself against him while he's still fully clothed and has no intention of changing that

#these are their kinks they told me on our first dates <333 #i hope you like this ♡ #♡ choso #♡ aizawa #♡ mine / writing #♡ lana's letters #choso x reader #choso smut #jjk smut #aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa x reader #aizawa x reader smut #bnha smut

[tommykinard6]

Read your vent post and I agree. I ship Buddie and Bucktommy, and have been around fandom long enough to see how quickly toxic fandom people are louder than anything else and are trying to take over the spaces. It also doesnt help people dont always disclose information in the tags, which defeats the whole purpose of using ao3.

I love bucktommy and the potential healthy bi/queer representation the characters can give us. However, I'm also tired of trying to find Bucktommy fics only for it to end up being the "buck breaks up with him or cheats on him for eddie because he loves eddie more" or they turn Buck into some kind of invalid and completely ignoring the emotional growth he's had throughout the show. Or they just Buck using Tommy in general. Maybe Buck 1.0 would do that, but not post lightning Buck.

People can write whatever they want but Buck's character growth has been important to me since I started watching 911 and seeing people wreck a beautiful chance for Buck to grow into himself without the stakes of it being Eddie because Buddie goggles are glued on their eyes is exhausting. I'm a big supporter of DLDR so I usually just try to ignore most of it but it's taxing trying to filter through all the noise sometimes.

~ Anon 🌸

Anon, you’re so sweet and you make many good points.

For all writers and readers out there, use the tag system to your benefit. Tag your work appropriately. And if you’re deliberately not tagging correctly, then you shouldn’t be posting. Also, I’m decently sure that goes against some of ao3’s rules. Correct me if I’m wrong.

Buck’s character growth has been so beautiful and so much and I hate to see people throwing it down the drain. Eddie and Buck’s growth exist outside of each other as well as inside their bond.

DLDR for the win! (Don’t like don’t read for anyone who had to take a second to translate it like I did 🤣)

Again, I can’t say anything better than what you’ve already said, anon! You made great points and I think a lot of people can relate to your thoughts.

On a whole separate note, I’m considering making a fic rec list on here that’s full of solely BuckTommy fics (no cheating or placeholder Tommy or anything) but it’d be a lot to maintain. Would anyone want that?

#911 abc #9-1-1 #911 show #tommy kinard #lou ferrigno jr #evan buckley #bucktommy #buddie #911 spoilers #tk6 answers

[yardsards]

This is why I refuse to watch/read delicious in dungeon. The entire thing gives me fatphobic vibes.

see the premise as a whole is actually very body positive (i myself had similar worries that a story about eating "healthy" would rely on fatphobic ideas of "healthy", but was pleasantly surprised). like, its approach to "healthy" is "make sure you're eating enough of everything so that your body has enough fuel. make sure you're resting enough and not overworking." rather than "you must not eat The Bad Junk Food." (like, there's one part early on where they're like "oh, we've eaten too much vegetables and lean meat, we need to eat more fat" so they search for fatty meat and eggs. and then later they eat deep fried food and no one is ever like "oh no, this is too fattening" they're just like "wow this is great it's so crispy and tasty")

and the core message of it all is just like "your body is a part of you, and is the part of you that allows you to do things and reach your goals. don't treat it like a burden or an afterthought." and the series has had a positive impact on the way i view and treat my body

and overall, it's better than a lot of other popular anime series in terms of representing realistic and diverse body types. our two human (or "tallman" as they're called in-universe) main characters, laios and falin, are not super skinny, with no wasp waist or shrink-wrapped abs. i would not consider either of them fat in canon, but they're still fatter than your average popular anime character. certain races like dwarves and orcs are just naturally stout, and are never treated as being unhealthy or unattractive because of their weight. fatness is said to be a respected trait among adventurers, as a sign that you're good at survival and can safely recover from injuries.

however. the show has a few small things that make me raise my eyebrows. one or two iffy offhand comments (glaring at you, That One Conversation about laios's hunger near the end) that in most media i'd just be like "sighhh, normalized societal fatphobia strikes again, as expected." but for this series it's like "god damn it, i expected better from you."

and some things about how body types between fantasy races are handled leaves something to be desired for me. like yeah dwarves are all stocky, but also elves are all slender. it makes sense for the different fantasy races to have different *average* body types, but i wish we got to see more variation from those averages between individuals.

(also, i can fully understand praising laios and falin's canon body types! even medium body types are underrepresented in most media and it's good to see more of them! but calling them *fat* representation just feels inaccurate to me)

it's just like. dungeon meshi is GOOD in terms of body positivity and representation, but it's not PERFECT.

like, i love this show/manga (if you couldn't tell from the content of my blog)

mostly i voice my complaints bc like. i'm tired of tumblr getting it's hands on a piece of media that is good and generally progressive and acting like the media is *perfect*. and then proceeding to treat anyone who points out things the media could have done better as if they personally slayed your firstborn. (and then, months later, after the hype dies down, realize that some of that criticism was actually very valid, and then violently knock the piece of media down from its pedestal. and act like everyone involved in the media's creation are irredeemable scum and that anyone who still likes it should be ashamed)

so yeah, funny dungeon show good, and i strongly recommend it if you like fantasy stories and food and worldbuilding, just don't expect it to be a flawless paragon of representation and fat positivity

(also take everything i say here with a grain of salt bc i myself am thin, i just care a lot about representation in media and body acceptance and dismantling fatphobia)

#eliot posts #dunme #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon

[scekrex]

Hiya,

It's me again. I'm having one of these days when I don't want to get out of bed and everything is just tragic. Because of that I was wondering if I could ask for something with Adam/reader feeling very nostalgic and down in the "you looked at me wrong, now I'm gonna cry" way. When they come home their partner just shove them with all kisses and cuddles in the world. I'm in need of something extremely fluffy and vanilla

I totally get your vibe, I spent the entire day in bed and I did nothing, I think I got a little carried away in the middle but I hope you like it nonetheless :3

I got all twisted up, you helped straighten me out

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

The day itself felt off, had been ever since you had woken up in the morning and when Adam had wanted to do you a favor by letting you sleep in and canceling your appointments for the day, you felt hurt - you weren’t even able to explain why you felt the way you did, but it stung when you had woken up hours later to a simple note on your bedside table that read ‘Ya ass seemed really fucking tired, canceled ur shit, will be back whenever the fuck Sera lets me leave’, underneath the text was a little drawing of himself trying to form a heart with his hands - it looked more like a dick than a heart though. It was cute that Adam had written you a note at all, but yet it didn’t sit right with you, especially because today would’ve been the only day in the week on which your schedule lined up, so you technically could sit in Sera’s office right now, messing around with your boyfriend and talking shit about whatever crazy bitch ass plan the seraphim was working on this time.

Instead you sat at home, alone with nothing to do because Adam had canceled every single plan of yours - you weren’t mad about that itself, you weren’t mad at all. You felt sad rather than angry because didn’t he want to spend the day with you at work, to grab a milkshake afterwards like you always did and watch the sunset in the park that was only a five minute flight from your home? Did he want to spend the day alone without you, away from you rather than by your side?

You haven’t left the bed, not when you have woken up, not five hours later. You had gotten up once - real quick - to pee, but after that you had gone right back to bed, the blanket wrapped around your body instead of Adam’s wings because instead of calling in sick as well, he had decided to leave you alone at home. And while your logical mind kept telling you that he meant well, your emotions spoke a different language.

When you heard the front door open you peeked out from underneath the blanket and when you heard familiar sounding steps heading towards the living room while the lovely voice of your boyfriend called out your name you went back and hid underneath the fabric. It only took the first man a couple seconds to open the bedroom door and sigh at the sight of you. “Still not feeling better babes?” And he sounded genuinely interested in your well-being, but did he care or was he rather annoyed to be back by your side? You didn’t answer his question, ignored it when he sat down next to you and simply pulled the blanket even tighter around your body. His hand came down to grab a fistful of the fabric you were hiding under and with one firm tug he pulled it away from you entirely, sending it flying across the room so you wouldn’t reach for it and hide away again. “Okay fuckface, tell me what the fuck is up,” the choice of petname wasn’t exactly what you had hoped for, in general you didn’t mind the somewhat mean petnames he sometimes used for you, it was his love language after all and to be fair, it was yours too - a little at least. But now? Now you had hoped for something softer. Fuckface only played into your thought of him being annoyed with you and your company. “If you’re growing tired of me just say so, I’m a big boy, I can handle rejection.”

To Adam that reaction came out of nowhere and he wasn’t quite sure on how he was supposed to respond - what the fuck made you think that way? Had he done something wrong? “The fuck is your cracked up ass talking about?” You spread your wings, used them to hide your body away from Adam yet again though you positioned them so that you were able to peek through your feathers and when your sad, tired and somehow even broken eyes met his confused ones, Adam knew something was up and said ‘something’ wasn’t small at all. “You left without saying a word,” you mumbled quietly, too tired of your emotions to speak louder but the brunette sitting next to you had understood you perfectly fine. But that only resulted in him being even more confused, because what the fuck? “I wrote you a fucking note, bitch,” he pointed to the bedside table on which his note was still laying. Your eyes moved to the spot he was pointing at, then back to him, “Today’s the only day our schedules line up and you left me here.” Oh. Oh. Now Adam understood what your problem was - or at least he thought he did. Either way, he was sure to know how to fix that now.

“We can still go out, grab the fucking milkshakes and watch that stupidly perfect sunset like we usually fucking do, y’know?” That simple offer of his took you by surprise and you lowered your wings in order to look at him properly, “Really?” That caused the first man to chuckle in amusement as he gently pulled your body closer to his own until your head was resting in his lap, “Yeah babes, fucking really.” “So you’re not growing tired of me?” Another chuckle vibrated through his body and a small smile appeared on your face as you felt it in every inch of your body. You wiggled your body into a more comfortable position, your head remained in his lap though and soon his hands found their way to your hair as he started to gently play with it. “Why the fuck would I?” And that question made you feel a little embarrassed, “Dunno, usually when one of us calls in sick on this day of the week, the other does so too so we can still spend the day together and I thought…” you didn’t even finish your sentence but you knew you didn’t have to, Adam got where you were coming from. So he playfully ruffled your hair as he responded, “Fuck nah, your ass is way top fucking adventurous, hell would fucking freeze before I grow tired of you, babes.” A soft kiss was placed on your forehead before the first man continued, “You just seemed fucking exhausted lately so I handled your shit for today.”

And that made you calm down a lot, so he was not growing tired of you and tried to get some distance between the both of you in order to make a later breakup less painful - not that this plan would’ve worked anyway. Your body leaned into his warmth, embracing your boyfriend’s company at its fullest, “You said milkshakes are still on the table?” Adam beamed at the mention of milkshakes and he was off the bed with you in his arms in an instant, ready to leave the house just like that, not even caring the slightest bit about the fact that you were wearing nothing but one of his shirts and underwear. “Bet ya sexy ass they fucking are,” he rushed over to the bedroom door before you were able to stop him, your shitty mood from before was long forgotten as you repeatedly told Adam to slow down while you laughed the brunette’s reaction. “I need to get dressed first,” you explained as he set you down on your own feet. “Just put on a pair of sweats and call it a fucking day, we’re gonna miss that fucking sunset if you need longer than thirty seconds,” he complained with a playful undertone as you picked up a pair of sweats from the ground - you sniffed them quickly making sure they didn’t smell too bad before you put them on and joined Adam who had already headed to the front door in the meantime. “There ya fucking are, finally” he hummed happily as he opened the door, scooped you back up into his arms and left t your house in order to get your weekly milkshakes.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x y/n #adam x reader #adam x you

[sciderman]

Sometimes i remember a comics moment i randomly came across somewhere, where Sam Wilson mentiones a musical and Steve Rodgers says he doesn't like musicals, to whitch Sam goes "Guess that means you really are straight" and even tho i don't care about Cap America or the Avengers, the moment stuck in me for that quote by Sam. And like....Sci, any ideas if straight men actually don't like musicals or is that bullshit?

actually i think i know more gay men who hate musicals than i know straight men who hate musicals. i've had a drag queen stop me point blank when i was about to sing a barbra streisand song, and i know so many gays who pointedly hate abba. so based on my experience i think the inverse is true. most of the straight men i know are kind of impartial about musicals, but gay men? hate.

my theory is that a lot of gay men don't want to fall into stereotypes, maybe. but thaaaaat's just a theory! a gay theory.

#sci speaks #i'm trying to understand the gays. they are a mystery to me. #i've seen a lot more toxic masculinity coming from gay men than i have from straight men. #i think it makes sense. they have less women in their lives. so they reckon with a lot more masculinity. more dick measuring. #also gay men have some of THE most unhealthy romantic relationships i've ever seen in my life. #this isn't a blanket statement on everyone but just from what i've seen. it's such a strange pattern i've observed. #lesbians? healthy. straights? usually healthy. gay men? universally a tire fire that makes me say “if you hate each other so much ??” #“why are you together??????????” #i have never met a cis gay mlm couple in real life that was healthy. every single one of them made my eyes widen in horror. #i want them to be healthy. please treat each other better. #the number of bitchy bitchy fights i've seen between mlm couples in public that make me so terrified #but i know mlm relationships in general are usually less... affectionate than wlw relationships. even and especially friendships. #just an observation. #i hate to say that there is a definite difference between amab vs afab experiences when it comes to relationship dynamics but. #of course there is. there is. as much as i want to say gender and sex do not matter. it really does. #it makes a difference. it does. #which is kind of why i'm glad i was born in the body i was. when people say “trans means you feel you were born in the wrong body” #im like.. i don't think that's true. i don't think that's true for me. #i wouldn't be me if i wasn't born the way i was. and i want to be me. but i'm a boy. i'm a boy but in the body that i have. #my body is still a boy's body. because i live in here. #sorry this went off on a tangent. #but yeah i know my brain would be different if i was amab. and i don't want all those other issues. #i think the only reason i'm so peaceful and serene is because i'm afab. and afabulous. #i see cis guys and im like.. yeah i don't want what you got. #once again! lucky to be me! i'm lucky. im lucky i have a vargooba. thank fuck for that! #couldve been so much worse off. could've been born with a dick and would be fighting for my life right now.

[damiemontclair]

Is it ridiculous to think maybe this whole hospital thing and related business has mildly traumatised me? Is it ridiculous that I want to write about it in excruciating detail, just get the experience out on paper, on my blog, somewhere? It feels dumb but I want to write fic about it. I think it'd fix me.

#Still haven't really properly cried tho I am kinda tearing up as I write this #I'm not having a good mental health time rn ngl #The callous way some of the docs treated me; the way their sole focus was on reproduction without a single care for the hormones... #The generally terrible way I deal with surgery/post-surgery #It wasn't. As bad? The last few times? #I think I've also made myself forget a lot from the first 2 times #3rd time was more traumatising. #This last one tho... I never stayed for more than a night at the hospital. I never want to stay at a hospital ever again. #I never want to have surgery again #I swear if I have to do that again I will have my panic attack before they even put me under #It was so painful this time and people weren't listening to me at all when I told them the iv wasn't sitting right anymore #Nurses and doctors kept dismissing my opinions and wishes and needs.... #It was like as a patient you're less than human. #My arm is still bruised from where they fucked up their blood draws... #I'm so tired but I can't seem to rest #I'm so full of emotions but I can't seem to let them go and *cry* #Its like I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop #Pls ignore me amd my rambles I'm just. Not doing too hot rn. #damie talks

[sysig]

Some further TMPs (Patreon)

#Doodles #Tamagotchi #So unfortunately by this time the first lineage has passed #We managed to raise them to the final(ish) TMP! TMP 4 anyhow #Unfortunately I'm of the belief that they do actually weaken from inbreeding lol - maybe not that sophisticated but like #I'm pretty sure the further you get along the more demanding they are so if you want to raise a ''perfect'' lineage it takes some work! #For the first playthrough we got the cute chonky lads - there named Bay and Bug (nicknamed Lord and Lady for funsies) #And then their babies and then /their/ babies lol #At this point I still only had the Osutchi so I only got to see Bug and Pollina in passing but Bug was soooo cuuuuute #Such adorable little designs <3 I might like the stark mostly-black with white detail designs the most haha #The generations ended with the Mesu first and smol tapped out - fair since I was starting to get tired myself #I still raised them for a bit but I eventually failed at getting the final-final evolution while I was on track #I came back and he had died from sickness :( Poor weak immunity lad </3 #But I've restarted again and am playing solo :) I'm on TMP 2 and about to move to 3! With different evolutions! #I've also set the clocks a bit differently so they're not waking me up early anymore lol - it's just nicer all around :) #And! And!! I got a Gen2 rerelease! :D #Another died to sickness >:0 But at least I got them to adulthood first and Gen2s don't reproduce haha #I'm planning to play through as many of the evolutions as I can - I really want the alien lookin' guy! Love me a good alien haha #It's a fun little game :)

[intern-seraph]

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#seraph speaks #k word use #everything going on rn is just. awful. my dash makes me sick to my stomach on a regular basis. #but i feel such immense shame at the very idea of blocking The Words even if it's for my own well-being #because then i'll be One Of The Bad Jews or whatever #honestly this site feels really really hostile again #it hasn't felt that way since i was sent graphic gore and death threats during one of the nazi raids years and years ago #and the worst part is that this unsafe feeling is coming from ppl who i generally quite like and even trust. #to make it even worse i KNOW ppl will deride and mock me for the very fact that i (a filthy fucking jew) feel terrified and unsafe rn #because ~i'm not the one being actively bombed right now~ #i've already seen it happening. #and i just. am so tired. #as if this is a fucking competition? obvs i'm not saying i have it worse than palestinians #but honestly if you have the time to mock jews for being afraid rn #bc antisemitism ALWAYS spikes when israel's in the news for crimes (bc gentiles think all of world jewry is responsible for those crimes) #it's already been bad. it's going to get worse. #and if you come into my asks or my replies or w/e about this and get combative #genuinely just call me a fucking kike so i can block you #i just assume that if you have the time to bitch at random jews for the gall to be afraid rn that you aren't someone currently in a warzone #i feel like they have more important things to worry about than harassing jews on tumblr dot com. #anyways sorry for the [gestures] this #im not going to say anything else. will likely block certain words eventually as well. i'm just so exhausted and upset. #it's been all i can think abt.

[lovelaceisntdead]

night time panic attacks are back 😐

#i really thought i was over them for good. #and once again I don't know why they're happening so i don't know what to do. #other than the fact that now it turns into a cycle of worrying about having an attack thus making it more likely that i will. and so on. #but i don't know what the root issue is. #other than generally everything I've got going on. #just sucks a lot because they're very hard to come down from when i wake up confused #and waking up confused also makes me panic because my brain immediately goes = migraine #and then my limbs will start to feel weird because I'm panicking and it all feeds into itself. #wish i had someone to sleep next to. #i know my mental state hasnt been. the best recently. #but this is really starting to make me teeter i don't know if i can deal with this again #I'm just so tired.

[bunn-iiii]

just writing about binders makes me feel dysphoric and terrible wtf

#i hate writing about them #i just got a request on my fan fic account for a very skinny transmasc reader and it makes me want to cry #because they want headcanons on dysphoria which means they probably want binder shit included #i just hate writing about dysphoria in general cause sometimes it feels like that all there is for trans rep in fan fic #and i want some nice shit instead of reading stuff like 'i hate my body so much i never want to be trans sorry i wore my binder for 12 hours #on purpose' over and over again #I'm kinda tired of it #like I'm tired of people treating my disability as something to give me pity for #I'M FUCKING TIRED OF ITTTT #and it get that a lot of people have really bad gender dysphoria but i just i don't want to write about it #it makes me feel more dysphoric #especially cause they requested a trans male- and don't get me started on trans male- with an 'hourglass body and small lips and hands and a #big butt that sticks out and gives them dysphoria' #idk why I'm fucking complaining but I'm just really annoyed with it #tw vent

[hyaciiintho]

🌸｡*ﾟ+. A small little Romeo bio post under the cut since I still want to modify my google doc stuff, but for the sake of having his main bio out there-- ♡ This may change when I go to officially put his doc together, but for now, the general idea/vibes

Name: Romeo Collodi Nicknames/Titles: King of Puppets, Lampwick, Charming Age: ??? (Physically appears somewhere between 19-25) D.O.B: May 19th (Taurus ♉) Pronouns: He/Him Sexuality/Romanticism: Pansexual / Demiromantic Height: 7’2” Weight: 352 lbs Hair: Pale golden blond Eyes: Hazel (Blue-Brown starburst) Skin: Pale Associated Flowers: Yellow Stargazer Lilies & Purple Carnations Main tag: VERSE | MAIN 🌸 Romeo

BIO

“When the boy opened his eyes, he found himself sitting on a throne that he had not asked for. When he sought his friend of the past, he clung to his memories even though he knew there was no going back.”

For the longest time, Romeo could remember nothing of his life prior to becoming a puppet, thoughtless and powerless to steer the course of fate down a different path. Eyes remained watching, unable to fully process what they would witness, day in and day out. That is, until the day came that he woke up. By then, there had already been blood on his hands, countless innocent lives ended by a single command, given by his own self. 

Designed to bear the blame for such a tragedy, there was little Romeo could do to change what had been done. 

But he would do his best to fix it, as well as prevent what had yet to be done.

The crown had been a weight placed upon his head that he hadn’t wanted, but Romeo rose to the occasion all the same, taking lead and charging head first into the maws of death itself. Despite having not been himself at the time, Romeo could recall it all with excruciatingly painful detail. The guilt was sure to slowly eat away at him, but holding onto what precious little memories of his past that he had, he used it to drive his cause forward the best he could.

It was only natural that he would fall to the one who bore his dearest friend’s face– heart and soul lying dormant within a puppet vessel that would deliver his end like an angel delivering justice.

Finally… Romeo could rest; Finally, he could have true freedom.

Or at least, that’s what he had thought.

Once more, he had awoken, fixed and renewed, bearing a body that didn’t beg for the release of constant flames licking their way up and down his limbs at any given moment. No longer was his body plagued with the threat of overheating by merely existing, allowing the king to move about freely without the need of a larger, protective (cooling) shell. Whoever had fixed him had made sure to follow Geppetto’s chronicled notes with the utmost care.

Vaguely, he could recall a somewhat familiar voice whispering to him, though from where, he did not know.

Take care not to waste this second chance, brave one.

There was little doubt in his mind as to what his next goal would be: Fix what he had broken, and repay the kindness that had been given to him by paying it forward.

OTHER VERSES OF NOTE: Rose Estate Verse; Taking place in the time of his youth and past life, where a younger and more wilder Romeo lived in the Monad Charity House alongside his best friend, Carlo.

Stalker AU Verse; In which Romeo has graduated from the Rose Estate and become an esteemed Stalker of Krat, well on his way of achieving his and Carlo's dream: Becoming the greatest Stalkers Krat (and the world) has ever seen.

#🌸｡*ﾟ+. MUSE LIST #LIES OF P 🌸 Romeo #VERSE | MAIN 🌸 Romeo #Idk what to tag these anymore LOL but... yeah I'll more than likely make this LONGER #and more wordy and POETIC... when I'm not exhausted and about to go to sleep x'D #But I wanted to get his basic/general info and main verse idea out there so people can see ✨ #I kept the reason for his coming back VAGUE but... it can go MULTIPLE ways that could vary from rp partner to partner! #Just so I'm not solidifying anything people might not want to follow ✨ so whatever people want to go with #whether their muse had a hand in it or someone else-- whatever we can roll with it LOL #I just... -CLENCHES FIST- I love him so much. And recently discovered he has STARBURST BROWN-BLUE HAZEL EYES???? #BEAUTIFUL MANS LET ME HOLD HIM AND WEEP 😭💙 #I said I would work on things but I was too tired during my shift oops I'll try again tonight~ have a good day y'all!

[astrxealis]

I ADORE GEN INFORMATION AND HISTORY STUFF SOOO MUCH ... and etc etc etc and and and :(( <3 god i love the plethora of information ik and. etc.

#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚ #hey guys wna know some random facts about the chinese dynasties and types of sharks and stoat fun facts #and the roman empire and everything about greek and roman and egyptian and norse mythology #even a bit of scandinavian mythology and hawaiian myths and philosophers like aristotle and his nicomachean ethics #and edgar allan poe's works as well as lois lowry and neil gaiman and shakespeare oh god shakespeare and the bible and christianity and #world history filipino history american and french and british revolutions and wars and history and the founding of the united states and #IDK OKAY i just reaaally love random information and HISTORY so goddamn much. i am such a nerd. i love being this geek that i am. #mythology in general is probably one of my biggest special interests though. oh my god. #RIGHT WAIT I REALLY LOVE ROCKS AS WELL AND i adore all subjects in school actually and and and. i love knowledge so much. #ASTRONOMYYYYYJRBWJGWSUGDJSBFKSBFK wait okay i'll be normal (lie) for a second again #mythology. it's insane i learned about hawaiian mythology in this minecraft server uhhh for this. yeah. #i miss that tbh! no longer into the fandom/book series for probably aha obvious reasons but it's nostalgic to me still #ANYWAY RIGHT BACK ON TRACK okay egyptian mythology and norse i rmbr i memorized some hieroglyphics and uhh runes? before #god bless rick riordan's books for starting my obsession with different kinds of mythologies tbh #yk one reason why my eyesight probably started sucking more was bcs i read so much of the mythology book by edith hamilton on a road trip #upwards to a norther part of the philippines and good gods it was a bumpy ride! i still remember that moment vividly though #and. i'm tired of typing now. goodbye.

[boiled-dennis]

dennis finally sorta acknowledges his attraction to men and starts a relationship with this random guy using a Dennis’ Relationship Standards Checklist he created that the guy has to sign. his bpd makes him deeply attached + really vulnerable way too soon without realising it, and he starts talking about himself, but the guy is really weird and says stuff in response like “y’know, i always had an interest in psychopaths.” dennis feels uneasy about it way too late and the guy ends up ghosting him because he isnt living up to the expectations he had of being with A Crazy Person (the whole situation backed dennis into a corner and really changed his demeanour), and a month later the guy is at paddy’s and dennis yells at him to fuck off, but then dee shows up and is like “why are you yelling at my boyfriend??” fully aware that dennis had a relationship with him, but not knowing any details

#this isn't from personal experience or anything. . . #bpd dennis #i do really enjoy the idea of dennis truly thinking he wants to be seen as scary and similar to serial killers- #but the second someone else puts him in that box it makes him feel trapped and like people treat him like he's a zoo animal #i want to see more vulnerability from him but in ways where he's forced out of all the personas he has put on in order to feel safe #not in any healthy or healing kinda way. just like . #agh its hard to put into words #like how he opened up in the gang gets romantic only because the gang kept thinking an incorrect thing about him #i want to see dennis get tired of it all #i want to see the gang as a whole get kinda. tired of it eventually and theyre like. damn i want things to be slightly different #i wouldnt mind if the show ended on a weirdly low note that left everyone feeling unsatisfied and strange #people i know hate discussing media with me because i love shitty endings without closure shdjkfhsdk #(when i say shitty i dont mean an ending that was rushed or not thought through) #i think a lot about how he would feel like he cannot apply the dennis system to men and just generally be so out of his comfort zone #i want to see him be more awkward again and not know how to speak or stand because he doesn't have complete control #evil autism headcanon: the dennis system is an extension of his tendency toward scripting because he needs a preexisting path in social si #situations #and if he doesnt have an idea in his head of how he's supposed to act in each scenario he just shuts down #i'm saying that jokingly but i think it would be funny if a hypothetical person tried to fully excuse everything because His Autistic Traits #but i think dennis scripting is real #episode ideas

[dimonds456]

it's 4 AM so you know what that means! Time for me to make a list of all my disabilities so I can clearly lay them out for both myself and the nonbelievers to see! Like a normal person!

Yes, I'm able-passing, and there were days previously where I questioned whether or not I'm actually disabled or if I was just faking/exaggerating it, but no. Not anymore. The sheer length of this list alone is enough, let alone if I had just one or two of the things on here.

I have: - Chronic Depression - Chronic Anxiety - ADHD - Autism (more than likely, not confirmed) - Graves Disease / Hyperthyroidism - Balance issues - Weakness in knees / elbows - (Tendency to fall the fuck over because of this combination) - Aversion to heat above 60º F (15.5º C) - Need glasses - Astigmatism / sensitivity to light / Graves eye bulging - Audio processing disorder - Fucked memory / focus / CANNOT read numbers quickly idk why - Breathing issues (I deadass just. Forget to breathe sometimes.) - Shakiness in hands (thank fuck it's mostly gone away, but not 100%) - Inconsistent heart rate - Unsteady grip / "chronic butterfingers" as I've been calling it - Back pain - Hip pain - This one doesn't have a name but I walk on the sides of my feet instead of just stepping down normally because nothing I have ever done in my entire fucking life is normal - Bad leg that never healed properly - Trauma - More trauma - Holy shit there's so much why is there so much of it and why am I only just realizing how much there is holy fuck - I know I'm forgetting some but this is all I can remember off the top of my head

But yeah I'm able-passing. :)

#dimond speaks #is this a vent? #idek at this point #i'm just tired of people not fucking believing me when I say that i need a minute or that there are Many Things Wrong With Me #I feel like i'm really self-aware as a person but i have to be because of aforementioned Trauma™ from my past #i don't want this shit to define me- i really really fucking don't #but at the same time i literally cannot ignore any of this shit #all of it gets in the way of my every day life too fucking much #people are wondering why i need a cane to walk even if “i'm fine”. this is fucking why #i'm NOT fine and have not BEEN fine since like 2nd grade #i'm tired of hiding my pain #i'm tired of shoving it down and pretending that it doesn't exist #doing that made me actually traumatized from fucking SUMMER. y'know- the SEASON? #i ignored my needs and forced myself to work during the summer just so i could get a bit more extra cash that A) i didn't need #and B) so my mom would stop bugging me about it #i deadass almost died last year. and now we're gonna do it again. #i'm in a better spot both physically and mentally than i was last year but still #if i feel like this is getting to be too much i'm quitting and finding a different job. #this is me making a promise to myself right now. #i honestly like working at dollar general. i really really do. but i am promising myself right now to give it up if shit hits the fan #until then... i'll keep trying to stay positive. i hate dwelling on this stuff but i'm also tired of running from it #i shouldn't be running anyway lol i'm gonna have a heart attack #...that wasn't funny i'm sorry #the moral of the story is that you never know what others are going through i guess #disabled #actually disabled #chronic illness #chronic disability #graves disease #hyperthyroidism

[cheekblush]

need a lobotomy asap <3

#i have a horrible migraine once again #but i know it's self inflicted bc i spent the whole day in bed on my phone... #when i was supposed to be studying 😐 #i hate myself so much #i have a test on tuesday and an exam on thursday and i only have this weekend to properly study and i've just wasted the whole saturday.. #.. just rotting in bed giving myself a migraine #and i know i won't manage to revise everything tomorrow bc it's soooo much... #why do i always do this to myself i truthfully hate myself so much like i have no discipline #but i also just want to rest on the weekend bc the school/work week is already exhausting enough #i feel so stupid complaining about this bc i know people who get so much more done than me + manage to have a social life #and here i am with absolutely no social life and i don't even manage my tasks and chores i'm constantly overwhelmed #simply existing takes up so much of my energy like i am tired all the time idk how other people do this i'm just not made for all this #i have absolutely no energy!!! and i know it's the untreated depression but i just feel like such a lacking person in general #this makes me think of that kafka quote.. #'i could've built the pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling to life and reason' yeah... that's how i feel all the time #the other day on my commute to school i saw this beautiful sunrise & all i could think about was su*cide like i almost bursted out in tears #like... i am just not meant for this world for this life... i am not well.... #☁️