#but it may be worth examining why you are so upset by it?

[butchladymaria]

#bloodborne #not exaggerating when i say that even wearing PANTS was seen as an exclusively masc thing btw #there are Multiple cases of women literally PASSING AS DUDES by wearing pants. IN THE ARMY NO LESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #this one lady who wore pants to farm was seen so outlandish it warranted public backlash #women were arrested for wearing pants and button-down shirts as recently as THE SIXTIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #i could go more into maria's outfit as a whole but the pants ALONE make her canonically masc By Definition in the historical context :) #if ur abt to be fucking stupid on this post im Just going to block u btw #having said that if anyone DOES have normal responses or questions i really love history and i have a lot of resources #comment/reblog/inbox/dm are all fair game <333 #in case anyone was curious what my inbox looked like after making that post #most of these are direct quotes :) its just silly to me #like holy [citation needed] #if u want to know more!!!! #i love her so much and im really tired of (overwhelmingly cis) people literally being so insecure in their own gender #that they just start reinventing gender roles in my inbox!!!!! #and everywhere else they can get their hands on #i think some of yall need to realize that uhhhhhhh #butch lesbians seeing maria as a butch lesbian is not fucking '''''''tokenism'''''''''''' or whatever #that is Literally Not What That Word Means #but it may be worth examining why you are so upset by it? #or barring that........have some genuine curiosity about the history of gender.......because its really cool to research imo

[pip-n-chips]

This line right here has had a choke hold on me for the last five minutes, sir, on god?

hnnnnfggshshjsk SIR

quick content warnings: pregnancy talk (PC used to be pregnant), Harper being a right fucking creep, kidnapping kinda??

If I remember correctly, IRL, there's a certain amount of time that has to pass before it's safe to have sex again after giving birth (seems like it ranges from 2 to 6 weeks), and Harper would be mindful of that before doing anything to you. (He doesn't want to damage to your pretty little hole!)

But here's the issue- Harper wants to be the FIRST one to fuck you postpartum. He's been thinking about knocking you up with your next kid ever since you got pregnant with the first one, and there's no way in hell he's going to let someone else get that chance before him. He's earned it, he thinks. He's been so helpful throughout your pregnancy; he's been there every step of the way. He deserves it, he knows. You owe him that.

His solution is to keep you somewhere safe, somewhere monitored, where he KNOWS you're safe. Maybe it's a private room in the hospital, locked behind a keycard swipe. You'll be allowed visitors, at first. He's not some monster; if your loved ones want to come see you, they may. But he doesn't like the way some of them look at you, and he hates the way you look at them back. So the visitor hours grow shorter and shorter, effectively cutting people off. (He's also very particular on which nurses come to treat you. This hospital is full of dangerous people, and, unfortunately, he doesn't have the authority to fire whoever he pleases.)

If people ask, he mentions something about irregular results. Uses a lot of buzzwords, says it's not safe for outside germs to come near you. That they need to be extra careful around you, so it's best to leave you be. To rest.

This moves onto the next part, he needs to keep you in his grasp long enough for it to be safe to fuck you again, to breed you again. (And yes, Harper could get you pregnant in other ways- he could insert his sperm via tube/syringe like he's done to many test subjects before, but his cock disagrees. He needs to feel himself inside of you. He's waited long enough. He can wait a little more, the prize'll be worth it.) He uses similar excuses explanations as to why he needs to keep you with him at the hospital longer. He needs to monitor your levels, your progress.

"Something seems wrong," he'd say, "best to keep you longer, for your health."

It's easier to handle when other people come to him for answers, looking to call him out on his bullshit. They have no power here, he doesn't even have to talk to them, if he really didn't want to. (But he's no coward, he can stand tall with a smile that'll make others shy away.) All it takes is a little manipulation to get them to turn around. He's the expert here. He knows what's best for you, not them. If they refuse, well, it's bad to cause a ruckus in a healing environment, yeah? They'll be kindly escorted out.

It's harder when it comes to you, though. It's not like he wasn't expecting it- he's prepared- but it's still disappointing when you start getting restless. You want to leave, he gets that. You want to go home, to be with your kid. And he understands that. But you can't go yet. Not yet. Not until he gets what he wants. Not until you're ready. But, unfortunately for him, your patience runs out before the timer does, and you're,,, less than happy. And he didn't want to do this (he did, he was just waiting for the perfect moment, the perfect excuse), but your behavior starts to get so erratic and upsetting, so he throws you in the asylum. (Poor thing. So distraught, you're a danger to yourself. He had to step in.) Somewhere even more isolated safe, and he keeps you there for as long as he needs.

When the time comes, after one of your examinations, Harper is shaking from restrained excitement. He almost forgets to hypnotize you, drug you, whatever- he's just so eager to be inside you and pump you full of his seed.

And when he does get to... oh boy, it's heavenly. The wait was worth it.

#cw pregnancy #was gonna write actual smut at the end but my brain stopped working when I tried sorry lmao #degrees of lewdity #dol #harper the doctor #dol harper #ask #unsure about tagging as scene sharing because that line looks like a default npc dialogue #still neat tho ! #thirsty #pippywrites

[vexicwrites]

The Strange Case of Dr. Wells & Mr. Thawne

Summary: the start of what may be a series of AUs examining the concept of Eobard framing Harrison rather than killing him

Warnings: none

Harrison didn't know much about the man who had been following him. He'd assumed, initially, that it was only a coincidence that he saw him so often - odd, but not malicious nor intentional. Starling City was, after all, only so big and if they both lived in the same area they were bound to see each other every once in a while. Then he'd gotten some notoriety and he began to wonder if the blond man was a stalker, an obsessed fan - though, that didn't seem right either. He'd been around before the fame and accolades and...he never did anything, Harrison had never even caught him glancing his direction. It really would have seemed entirely coincidental if it weren't for the fact that for the past 15 years every one of his worst days had coincided with a glimpse of the man, even after he'd moved to Central City, too upset by his wife's death to stay. Hell, he was pretty sure he remembered seeing him the day of the car accident that had killed Tess.

Harrison wasn't superstitious but he also wasn't blind, that damn man was a constant silent presence like a foreboding omen. He'd even been in attendance the night the particle accelerator had been turned on - the night everything had gone so horribly, horribly wrong. But, not every visit coincided with a tragedy, at least not that he could see. The man had also been present in the hospital when Harrison had seen Barry Allen code and spoken to Detective Joe West. He'd only seen a glimpse of the blond man but Harrison, perhaps foolishly, had decided that he wasn't going to let this harbringer of misfortune cause anyone else to suffer and convinced the detective to let Barry be taken to S.T.A.R. Labs where he and whatever team he had left could help.

Maybe he should have said something to someone, perhaps he could have prevented any future trouble, but at the time he truly hadn't thought it anything worth bothering Barry or the CCPD about. He had no reasons to bring it up, the man had never actually done anything that he could see, his suspicions were completely irrational. Until they weren't.

The last thing Harrison had expected upon arriving downstairs was Cisco standing in front of what appeared to be The Reverse Flash in the containment field he'd built months ago but in moments, the man in yellow had vanished - a hologram. Cisco looked hurt and betrayed when he turned to face Harrison. Harrison didn't have to be a genius to put the pieces together.

"Cisco-" He started but Cisco cut him off.

"You're him," Cisco said, quiet anger coloring his voice. "You're The Reverse Flash."

Harrison sighed, trying to keep his own emotions under control. "It certainly looks-"

"You killed Barry's mom, you killed all those people! Why?" Cisco asked, voice raising slightly.

"Cisco, I know that you're upset, but I need you to calm down-"

Harrison wheeled forward and Cisco automatically scrambled back, onto the containment unit, afraid. Harrison hadn't expected that, he'd never expected to see such a look on any one of his team's faces.

"No," Cisco said, slamming the on button for the unit. "No. This ends now. I'm not playing your game anymore, you're not using me or Caitlin or Barry ever again!"

Harrison paused, looking over the scared younger man critically, surveying the situation.

"You altered the polarity of the containment field. Smart man. That would probably stop me if I was The Reverse Flash but I am not. You have the wrong man." Harrison said, beginning to lose his patience.

"Stop lying! We know, we all know!"

Harrison wheeled forward again and heard the faint click of the safety on a gun being turned off to his left. Eddie or Joe, maybe both, were present - good information to have. Barry was probably near as well. Harrison wondered how long they'd been planning this setup.

"I promise you that I am not lying to you and I am willing to do whatever you need for you to trust me again - you and Caitlin and Barry. All of you." Harrison said calmly before reversing his wheelchair and wheeling towards the elevator, adding; "by the way, you can come out now."

"You can't just leave!"

Barry. Harrison paused in front of the doors with a resigned sigh though he knew he didn't have to, Barry could easily catch up to him. He couldn't imagine how much time and resources had been wasted on trying to trap him - he was frustrated for himself and on Barry's behalf.

"I'm not going anywhere but back to my lab, Mr. Allen." Harrison said, turning his chair to face the young speedster. "I have work to do but if you are so inclined you are welcome to accompany me. In fact, I'd prefer it if you did, I'd like to see what led you all to the conclusion that I am The Reverse Flash."

He could see the indecision on Barry's face and he felt a wave of sympathy wash over him. It had to be difficult, to be so sure that someone you trusted with your very life was the one trying to destroy it.

"I'm not asking you to trust me again," Harrison said quietly. "I'm asking you to give me the chance to earn that trust back. To prove to you that I am not the man in yellow."

He waited, hoping the young man would give him a chance. He saw the conflict in Barry's hazel eyes, the way his jaw set in silent anger and frustration, but eventually he nodded.

"Fine." He said, gesturing for Harrison to enter the elevator.

Harrison did so, feeling somewhat relieved. He'd have to start from square one with the team but at least he still had a chance.

#harrison wells #og harrison wells #eowells #eobard thawne #reverse flash #cisco ramon #barry allen #the flash #the flash cw #cw the flash #vexic writes

[wynndynights]

𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕠𝕗 ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟙

𝔹𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕊𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝔸𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚 𝕀𝕥𝕥𝕠

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: !!𝙼𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝙰𝚄!!, 𝙽𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟸𝟷𝟽𝟾

12 Days of Christmas Masterlist

"(Y/n)- Hey. Hey, (Y/n). (Y/n)? Babe?" You woke up to the feeling of your body being nudged and shaken gently, peeking one eye open groggily to seek out the source of the disturbance to your peaceful sleep. Your boyfriend sat carefully perched on the edge of the bed, looking down at you with eyes filled with childlike wonder.

"Itto?" You pushed yourself up into a sitting position, squinting around the still dark room with a confused frown. "What time is it? What's going on?"

"The sun just rose." He quickly waved off the question though as you narrowed your eyes even further in disbelief. "Listen though, that's not the point. You'll never guess what happened." He waited patiently, frowning at the long moment of continued silence as you stared at him with no reply. "Well, okay, I guess I'll just tell you. It snowed!"

"Yes, the forecast did say it was going to. Why do we have to wake up so early because of that?" You finished fully sitting up, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed and rubbing the sleepy haze out of your eyes with a yawn.

"Well, uh." He looked around with an almost guilty look, eyes shifting from the alarm clock on your bedside table to the window where morning sunlight was only barely starting to cast soft light into the room. "I wanted to go out and make a snowman before the neighbors' kids could beat me to all the best snow."

You laughed quietly at his confession and he pouted at you, crossing his arms over his chest and furrowing his eyebrows. He watched quietly as you stood up, his expression going from upset to curious as you shuffled around the room in the faint light. You opened the closet and took out one of his shirts and a pair of sweats, tossing them to him before selecting your own outfit for the day.

“Well?” You stared at him as you changed from your pajamas into your day clothes, raising an eyebrow at him. He tilted his head in confusion, looking between you and the clothes you had thrown to him.

“Well?” he repeated. You laughed quietly, walking over to sit on the bed beside him.

“Well, I’m already up now. I won’t be able to fall back asleep now that the sun is up.” You took his shirt and tossed it over his head. “So get dressed and let’s go make this snowman of yours.”

“Really?” His eyes lit up at your words and he quickly pulled the shirt over his head, scrambling around the room hurriedly while trying to change from pajama pants into the sweats at the same time, causing quite a bit of crashing and bumping around in the process. Once he had managed to get fully dressed, he turned back to you with an excited grin. “You ready?”

You nodded in confirmation, following him out the bedroom door as he sped off to pull on his winter boots and a heavy coat. You watched with a fond smile, following his actions and pulling on your own boots and coat. Once you had finished, he opened the door, letting you step out of your apartment first before following and closing the door behind you. The world looked almost unreal with the fresh blanket of untouched snow coating the entire landscape, glowing gold in the early morning light with not a footprint in sight.

“Alright, I admit, coming out this early may have been worth it. It’s gorgeous.” You gazed around, smiling lightly at the first winter scenery of the year. Itto nodded proudly, putting his hands on his hips and examining your apartment complex’s large communal yard space.

“Not as gorgeous as it’ll be once I’m finishing with it.” He started down the stairs and you laughed lightly and followed him. “Once I’m done making the best damn snow oni that this world has ever seen, nobody will ever be able to question my artistic talent again.”

“Have people questioned your artistic talent before?” You tilted your head curiously and he paused, processing the question for a moment.

“Well, okay, no. But- now they won’t even get a chance to, obviously!” He huffed and marched down to the yard, staring over the fresh blanket of snow with a look of determination. You smiled at his overexaggerated behavior, one of many things that you had fallen for him for, and followed his lead silently. If this is what made him happy, then you would go along with it without question. “Now I just gotta figure out where to start.”

“Well-” You let your own gaze wander over the yard, humming in contemplation as he watched you attentively. “If you start your first snowball at the corner of the yard and go in rows, you’ll get the most efficient use out of the space. And if you go over the sidewalks while you’re at it, it’ll be doing a service clearing the walkway for the complex, so nobody can get too upset at you for using up so much snow.”

“You are a genius.” Itto cradled your face gently in his gloved hands, leaning down to press a warm kiss to your lips before pulling away with a proud grin. “I must be the luckiest man in the world. I have such a cool lover.” You laughed and covered your face, heat rising in your cheeks at the compliments and sudden physical affection. “Now, let’s do this thing!”

You smiled brightly and nodded, helping him pack a tight snowball and then handing it to him to start rolling across the lawn, watching it slowly grow in size as you continued back and forth across the yard, collecting more and more snow as you went. Once it had reached a size that Itto deemed worthy for his ultimate snow oni, you restarted to process on the other side of the yard. It took both of you to lift and stack the three large snowballs you ended up with on top of each other, but once you had, the stack stood just barely taller than your boyfriend.

“Alright, what comes next? It’s your snowman, so you let me know what you need for decoration, and I’ll supply.” You turned to him, waiting for further instructions. He hummed, bringing one hand up to his chin and examining the snowman with an intense gaze.

“Well, he’ll need eyes and a mouth, right? And horns of course. We have to make sure everyone can tell he’s a snow oni!” You listened attentively as he listed off the different items he thought he would need to complete his masterpiece. As soon as he had finished listing everything, you divided everything between the two of you and split up to gather everything faster.

You set to work digging through the snow in the rock beds lining the apartment building, collecting any small pebbles that you thought might work well enough to create eyes and a mouth on the snowman. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Itto scrambling around the lawn, peering up into trees and poking his head around shrubs to search for anything he could use as horns for the oni. You laughed quietly to yourself, turning to watch him with an affectionate gaze once you had completed your task of collecting pebbles. He would pick up an object every now and then, face lighting up momentarily before he would find something better, tossing it aside to hurry onto his next big find.

“Any luck?” He turned his attention to you as you called out to him after a moment of watching him rush back and forth around the yard area. He sighed dejectedly and shook his head as you wandered over, reaching up to place a hand on top of his head comfortingly. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you find something.”

“Thank you. I don’t know what I’d ever do without you.” He followed you around while you set out in search of something that seemed like it would fit his expectations, laughing softly at the comment.

“Probably drive Shinobu crazy,” you joked, referring to your friend who had been the one who had introduced the two of you in the first place. “Luckily though, you won’t have to find out anytime soon. I don’t plan on going anywhere.” You hummed and poked around one of the pine shrubs in the rock bed, carefully pulling two fronds away and holding them up. “Would these work? He can be the first ever green horned oni.

“Lemme see?” Itto held his hands out and you placed them in his open palm, watching him turn and examine them closely before giving a nod of approval. “They’ll be perfect! Now we’ll just need a carrot for the nose, a hat and scarf, and some arms.” You smiled and nodded in understanding, passing the handful of pebbles that you held to him.

“You hang on to those and find some good sticks for the arms, and I’ll run back inside and get everything we need from there.” He gave you a thumbs up in approval and you hurried back inside, digging around in your refrigerator to find a carrot before pulling a spare hat and scarf out of your coat closet. By the time you headed back outside, a few early rising kids had started gathering outside in their winter gear to play in the snow, all curiously flocking around Itto.

“Yeah that’s right! He’s the first ever snow oni! Isn’t he awesome?” Itto’s proudly boasting voice reached your ears as you walked back towards the small group. You smiled slightly at the excited questions the kids were showering him in as they gazed up at the towering snowman in awe.

“Good morning, everyone. Hopefully there’s enough new snow fallen for all of you?” You gazed around the yard at the thin layer of newly fallen snow already coating the ground once again. The kids all flocked around you in greeting as you passed the supplies to Itto. “There you go. That should be everything we need.” You all watched as Itto finished placing the last few details onto his snow oni, moving everything around until he deemed it perfect.

“We want you to teach us how to make cool snow onis!” One of the kids cried, tugging at the end of his coat, he turned to look down at them, humming in contemplation.

“Well, I’m not quite sure if you could handle it. It’s a very precise art, see. It takes an absolute master snowman builder like myself.” At the chorus of disappointed groans that followed his declaration, he shot you an unsure look. You laughed quietly and shrugged, nodding and gesturing for him to help them. “Well, okay. I guess I can teach you all. But it is a very secret art. Take notes and you might just end up being the coolest kids around! You can show up all the other kids in town with your awesome snow oni building skills.”

You stood back to watch as he set to work instructing the small group of kids on how to make their own small snow onis, chuckling softly to yourself at the excited glances that he would shoot you every now and then. By the time all the kids’ parents started calling them inside to eat or warm up, there was an army of little miniature snow onis surrounding Itto’s large one. He ran towards you with sparkling eyes and you grinned and held your arms open, letting him scoop you up in a bear hug and spin you around.

“Did you see? I was getting along with all of them super well! They liked my snow oni!” He smiled down at you happily and you nodded proudly. People had always tended to be a little cautious of him, so it filled you with joy seeing him getting along so well with your neighbors, even if it was just the little ones.

“I’m very proud of you, Itto.” His grin widened, the tips of his ears reddening at the compliment. You led him inside to start warming up, listening to him ramble about all his new friends with a loving smile on your face. “I had better learn the master art of snow oni making too, or all your new friends might snatch up all your attention,” you joked, hanging his coat up alongside yours and slipping out of your boots. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Nah.” He chuckled and pressed a kiss to your cheek. “You and me forever. The ultimate team. The one and oni Itto, and his number one human, forever and always.” You laughed lightly and leaned back into his warm hold.

“You’re a goofball, Arataki Itto. But I love you for that.” He grinned proudly, lifting you up to spin you around again while you giggled.

“And I love you too, my number one.”

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#✮Wynndy Writing✮ #Genshin x reader #Genshin x reader fluff #Genshin fluff #Arataki Itto x reader #Itto x reader #Arataki Itto fluff #Itto fluff #Arataki Itto #Gender neutral reader

[raayllum]

not really appreciating or understanding still the whole purity culture accusation for pointing out that people are well in their right to find a unhealthy power dynamic ship between Aaravos and a 19 yr old more uncomfortable than Aaravos and a middle aged guy well into adulthood - this isn't purity culture, this is, like, a really normal perspective and perfectly fine for the fanbase of primarily young people (if not children) to have, I don't understand what's worth getting upset about, is this just rehashed proship discourse or what

and I don't think you're really in the mindset to be having this discussion, considering I've said your main point of contention - that it is understandable and ofc absolutely allowed for the age gap to be what people find off putting about Claudia and Aaravos - over and over again:

like to be clear whatever makes you uncomfortable makes you uncomfortable, nothing wrong with that, block tags/people and curate your experience all you want

and I'm gonna be honest with you, on tumblr? TDP is an extremely adult heavy fandom. To the point that when I first joined the fandom back in 2018, I was one of the youngest, and still am, even in my early 20s now. And tumblr is a 17+ age site anyway, so young children shouldn't even be on here (and if they are, they had to sign a button saying they were older, and it's on them and their parents to figure out how to curate their online experience, soo).

So let me reiterate:

People are allowed to be squicked out by Claudia and Aaravos' age gap. But to act like there's a moral slant to it - Viren/Aaravos being better/fine/less morally problematic - is a facet of purity culture and culturally Christian attitudes towards sex. The issue isn't the discomfort, that's something that's often very personal and subjective, the issue is the moralization of that discomfort. Which, as a queer person, is very very similar to how discomfort and morality are utilized and weaponized against queer people and 'taboo' literature in general. Which again, as someone with a degree in English who also teaches the humanities for a living, is something I'm acutely familiar with.

"We have to be careful about what we portray in art because impressionable people may get confused between art and reality" is not a new take. It's the backbone of Plato's The Republic. It's what essays were written in opposition of in the 1600s. It's what 19th century British grammarians were concerned with when codifying 'proper' English down into the first real dictionaries. It's the same mindset curbing portrayals of LGBTQ+ people in media today, because when you moralize certain things, you put up emotional barriers than get in the way of actually dismantling the thing you're talking about in the first place. It's all the same shit. It's all the same moralized thought crime. And to say you should never question WHY something is uncomfortable is a surefire way to never question any bias you may or may not have - because biases aren't always bad, but they should absolutely always be examined so you can see where it's coming from. Yours and others personal discomfort is not a Standard, the same way what I'm personally comfortable with or discomforted by is not a Standard, but I'm not acting like mine is, and you are

'Rehashed proship discourse' is what helped cultivate the environment that led to a massive wave of harassment of the aro and ace communities online from 2013ish to 2017ish (which I saw first hand). It's also what led to me, a 16 year old, being harassed by grown adults and called a pedophile somewhat regularly for what cartoon characters I wanted to kiss, because I had the same opinions on not moralizing what people do in fandom as I did at thirteen, and as I do now.

If you look at any ship or dynamic with a large age gap and write it off solely because of the age gap, you're not engaging in critical thinking. It's a "you don't need to know why this thing is bad, you just need to know it has a label of Bad". It's as simple as that, and that's precisely the problem.

If you want to do more reading and to expand your horizons on the subjects I'm talking about (literary analysis, societal purity culture, upacking biases, etc.) I suggest this tag on my main blog, and feel free to come back and discuss. If not, have a good day, but I don't feel like continuing this conversation any further, simply because unsurprisingly, it seems that critical thinking is something you are struggling to apply, and I don't think we're going to get very far without it.

#thanks for asking #anonymous #bangs head against a wall #fandom nonsense

[boy-gender]

I am afab, but recently I have been questioning my gender. I at least want to feel masc, I think I want to cut my hair, and get a bit bigger, and dress more masculine, etc. I'm not sure how comfortable I am with the idea of top or bottom surgery (definitely not bottom surgery lol) but i think i might like to try binding. I used to imagine what my name would be if I was a boy (I could only think of one and I didn't like it lol) I have always been attracted to more masculine characters in media and I kinda want to be them.

The idea that I might be ftm has gotten into my head and now I can't shake it loose, but I haven't experienced a whole lot of dysphoria? (Or if I have, I wouldn't know for certain, but I recently had to try on a few dresses for my family and I was severely uncomfortable to the point where I cried several times lol) (I was also told that I was very girly by some friends as a kid and haven't worn a dress and have avoided the color pink since then lol)

Funnily enough I have been feeling more comfortable with my femininity since I started to explore my potential masculinity, but idk if that's just because I'm getting older

I haven't experienced intense body dysphoria, and am not unhappy in my body? I don't really know if this qualifies as gender dysphoria but I just cannot stop thinking about it and I was hoping to get some opinions lol

Thank you if you've read this far, and thank you so much if you take the time to try and help me out with this, lol

Happy to help!

First and foremost, you don't need dysphoria to be trans. If you feel- for whatever reason- that you are not the gender you were assigned at birth, you can be trans. Being trans is not contingent on pain. There is no minimum level of suffering you have to hit to be trans. Being trans can be totally unrelated to dysphoria- maybe you just feel gender *euphoria* at being a different gender than the one you were assigned at birth. Being trans can be contingent on happiness and comfort and curiosity as much as it can discomfort and misery.

Secondly, it sounds to me like what you're describing *is* a type of dysphoria. There are several types- body dysphoria, the urge to change ones body, is the one I usually see most focused on, but it's not the only type. To me it seems like you may be describing the concept of social dysphoria: youre comfortable with your body in a vacuum, but when others perceptions and social context are applied to it, you become uncomfortable with those gendered expectations.

I'm much the same way. I don't want bottom surgery and I don't want to take hormones- I have no desire to have a penis, facial or body hair, a deeper voice, a more muscular frame, etc. But I do have social dysphoria- it upsets me when I am perceived as a woman by the people I care about who should/do know that I'm not a woman. It's not my body that's bothering me- it's others' perception of my body and what that says about my gender that bothers me. That's social dysphoria. If having to try on dresses for other people upsets you to the point that you're crying about it and it clearly causes you emotional distress, it might be worth examining that feeling closer. Are you upset not at all dresses, but because this particular dress was physically uncomfortable? Are you upset not at all dresses, but because this particular dress didn't look good on you in your opinion? Are you upset at the idea of wearing a dress all alone in your room? Are you upset at the idea of wearing a dress in front of other people? What about other people seeing you in a dress is it that distresses you? These are just some questions to ask yourself to see if you can narrow down why that incident bothered you- but it's okay to not have the answer either.

I'm also way more comfortable with my femininity now that I know I'm a man. It turns out I didn't have a problem with feminine things- I had a problem with *being perceived as a woman.* Once I separated the two, I was able to enjoy being an effeminate man, and I love it.

It's also okay to experiment. Try binding. If you don't like it, that doesn't make you not trans. I never bound before I had top surgery cause it was uncomfortable and I hated it. Try out new names, but it's okay to keep the name you already have too, and it's okay to go through many names. I tried 3 before I stuck with the one I have.

Nobody can decide you're trans or not trans except for you. That isn't up to anybody else, and nobody can tell you that the conclusion you come to is wrong.

[midnightsunnyday]

Long take, incoming!

So, you have to admit that there's a certain irony being a part of a fandom who, despite its main characters being the literal princes of hell, will occasionally become outraged over any and every morally questionable habit they may do. And I suppose the writers, to avoid their Twitter mentions being blown up with inane accusations, sugar coated certain aspects of demon nature to make it a bit more "friendly."

Unfortunately, those are SOME of the types of people you'll run into within the Obey Me! community. Actually, in most fandoms, you'll tend to come across people where either a character is "good" or "evil" and nothing else. That sort of either/or mindset is to me, slowly killing fandom discourse, but I won't get into that.

What I am getting at is while I didn't start Obey Me! near the very beginning of the fandom, I remember coming across the occasional "call out" posts when they were at their most...heated. Some of the interpretations made about certain characters and their fans were nowhere near accurate, yet people tend to get weird when they project their shit onto fictional characters, so you end up with the most shitty of takes.

And since I'm noticing some of this behavior popping up again now that the anime, and in turn the game, is becoming a bit more popular, I'd like to give a simple reminder that:

liking a morally complex or even reprehensible character does not make you, an actual breathing human being capable of critical thought and in control of their actions, beahviors, and emotions, a bad person.

Nor are you obligated to justify your like of said character or even involve yourself in any discussions regarding them being "bad" or "good." There's a space for just enjoying the less critical parts of fandom if that's what you choose to stick to.

The only reason I personally do character analysis isn't because I want to berate anyone for liking a character or make them feel bad about it emotionally. I find that sort of tactic to be rather manipulative (like, this is a fictional character who has not and can not harm you or anyone in any way. I don't see why a real person's morality should be brought into question because they happen to be less upset over what they did than you).

It's because I'm a nerd who wants to get better at writing their own stories and loves to torture themselves with research. It's easy to boil a character down to a trope, but it's harder to break down all the pieces that go into a character, if that makes sense. I don't take things at face value or at least try not to. If there's something behind it, then I'd like to know what it is. Though there are times my biases show, and I have to dial it back a bit, I really do try to look at every character and what the narrative is trying to say with them.

At the end of the day, Obey Me! is ultimately an otome, and at worst, a horrible cash grab of a gacha game, and if I'm being honest, maybe we're all taking this thing a bit too seriously. This isn't the Epic of Gilgamesh, after all.

Yet maybe anything worth liking is worth engaging somewhat critically about? Recognizing the good, the bad, and the ugly. Knowing where it needs to and where it doesn't need to improve. Like, yeah it's kinda a silly game with a lackluster plot, but Obey Me! and its characters are worth examining further, and despite some receiving more development than others (Mammon, Lucifer), we can still see that there are attempts at developing complexity beyond the two dimensional (Satan and those fucking cats I swear to god he is more than that the story shows that he is and I swear I to god--).

So yeah, ignore shitty bait, understand that analyzing characters requires nuance, and curate your fandom space the way you want to. That's all.

#midnightsunnyday talks #like alot #obey me #obey me shall we date

[coffee-or-murder]

For the interview asks:

Effie- 7, 17, 26

Daffodil- 12, 16, 33

Effie doesn't have a portrait because I cannot for the life of me settle on her gd face. More under the cut.

Effie- 7, 17, 26

7. You have the key to immortality in your hands. But not for free. If you want it, as a price, your worst enemy also gains immortality. Is it worth it?

Effie puts her hand to her chest, bright green eyes gone comically wide as she gasps lightly.  “I would never leave my Tempie behind! Now that she’s in my life I couldn’t imagine living that long without her! If we don’t die together in bed, old and loved, I won't know what to do with myself,” she says, pulling her hand back far enough from her chest to examine her neatly kept bright pink glittery nails. “Besides I would never give the cunt the satisfaction of living such a long life. Sort of defeats the whole purpose of me ruining it doesn’t it? No satisfaction if she just kept on living forever afterwards. Sooner or later her suffering would be so totally stale.”

17. Have you ever gotten sheer joy out of hurting someone else, either physically or mentally? To whom and why? Did it scare you?

She thinks about that for a long moment, twirling a lock of hair as she rolls the thought around a bit. “You know I have. It’s like….like the kind of satisfaction that comes from breaking down someone who spent their leisure time destroying other people's entire lives,” Effie says with a small shrug. “Unfortunately I can’t tell you who, that’s what NDA’s are for. You totally get it. I know they’re such a pain but an NDA is an NDA. Anywho I was totally within the bounds of the law when I did ruin them. Just because there was some social backlash doesn’t mean it wasn’t right. I’m not worried about enjoying it. My Tempie would stop me from going past the point of no return, if not by her direct action then my love for her would keep my reigns held tight.”

26. Is your personal happiness more important than anything else in the world? Than fame? Than the happiness of others?

Effie snorts, entirely unladylike, and covers her mouth as she grins. “While I am a bit of a hedonist with some things, there’s stuff I totally admit is more important than my own personal stuff. Tempie’s happiness for example. Fame doesn’t mean all that much if the people I care about aren’t cared for anyway.”  

Daffodil- 12, 16, 33

12. If someone else stole something and you stole it back is that a good deed, a bad deed or one of equal worth? Are you better than the original thief?

Daffodil leans her chin on one curled hand, lilac eyes sparking with mischief. “Have you been conversing with my dearest ever new delight? This seems quite like its source may stem from the ever turning mind of our captain Magpie,” she teases lightly, leaning back as she settles more into her seat. “Larceny can be many things, righteous or disreputable depending upon many factors the one may not always be in total dominion over. I do not believe either deed has any effect on the other really, and as long as our architect does not make a game of pilfering my family's good silver, I do believe I will leave the burglary in the hands of the professionals.” 

16. Have you ever contemplated killing someone? Who and why? Would you ever act on it? Are you frightened you might?

Daffodil looks directly at, or perhaps through, the interviewer as a sharp smile sets her gaze alight. “Darling I am well versed in many a trade. Death is not a stranger in my business, nor will they ever be. They dine at my table as easily as I at theirs,” she purrs, maintaining frankly too much eye contact as she speaks, lilting soprano voice gone low and even. “Those who attempt to harm my muses will find that I am quite the composer of final ballades, and I relish the opportunity to share my song, even if I should not deign to stoop to their level. I would not wish to upset my lionheart with such a slaughter, or draw too much undue attention to my privateer, so it is a rare song I sing in its familiar refrain.” 

33. If you could wipe certain memories from your head, would you? Why would you? What memories?

She plays with the thought for a long moment, twisting it to see different sides, before ultimately shaking her head. “No. The music would be poorer without the most varied experiences. My muses provide all the comfort I would require regardless of what the machinations of those in a higher power may thrust upon the path.”

#dnd effie #effie dnd #daffodil dnd #dnd daffodil

[kelpiemomma]

15/16 year old Akari gets to stay behind and stay in charge of the ranch. Cloud and Jackie stay with her. Locals know that they're older but she's ultimately the one in charge. Some out of towners come through to look at horses, hear about the ones they produce and o to check them out. They see Jackie working a mustang and assume they're in charge. Jackie points at where Akari and Cloud are standing and examining another horse and says "nope, the little lady is" (and laughs at calling Akari a lady). The out of towners think Jackie's making a joke and walk over, asking Cloud about the horses. Clouds like "not my job, I do the finances" so they ask who's in charge and she points to Akari, standing right beside her looking sweet as apple pie. They're like "ah... haha funny...no really who's in charge?" Bc Akari is like 150 lbs soaking wet and tiny. So Cloud calls out to a temp worker and says "hey, who's in charge while the twins are gone?" and the temp points at Akari and says "she's the boss while they're out" (they've all learned better- Akari is still a scrappy little shit and she's got the main ranch hands on her side)(Jackie is somehow the scariest (behind the twins) when someone fucks with Akari. That's THEIR little sister you fucks, they'll take you out, tie you up on the tracks, and make you regret your life's choices)

So, thinking they can fool around with this little girl who can't be more than twelve (she's still short af) and get some horses for cheap then sell them at profit. They ask to see current stock so she takes them around and shows off a few of what they've got. She lets them ride a couple, get a feel for them, and they decide to get a handful and start trying to "negotiate".

Akari sits them down in the "office" (an old, retired train car Ingo & Emmet brought back for Official Business)(whatever that Official Business is, legal or not) and tells them straight up she knows the worth of those horses, helped break them herself, and knows what they can do and what they're capable of. They scoff at her bc "if a tiny scrap like you broke those horses they must not have been too bad"

Akari sits back and grins in amusement. Tells them to go back to town. Think on it. Ask around about the local rodeo. Ask who holds the records for the bareback broncs and saddle broncs. If they really want the horses they can come back the next day with an honest offer. If they want to "keep being cowardly, thieving, pieces of shit" the can "get the fuck off my ranch before I fill you full of lead for trying to steal my horses"

If Jackie and Cloud hadn't opened the door to the Office at that time the out of towners may have tried to strangle Akari- they don't know she's never left alone with strangers. They're escorted off the ranch by a gently smiling Akari, telling them to come back soon, and both Cloud and Jackie grinning like wolves.

They come back the next day after spending the night at the saloon being filled in on: rumors of Akari's past, rumors about the last people who tried to cheat the ranch out of horses, rumors about the twins, actually honey stories about the broncs she's ridden through, more rumors about people who upset her, etc. and pay more than they initially wanted (more than the twins were asking for) and Akari's just like "pleasant doing business with you ❤️ come back soon~" like she didn't threaten them the day before.

They become repeat customers and have no idea how or why.

#Wild west train gang au #Akari takes over running the ranch when Ingo and Emmet do their day job #She takes things a little slower for a while after getting shot (again) #But having her there helps provide cover for when some of the regulars take off to do a robbery #She provides an alibi and well she's just so sweet looking #Surely a lil girl like her wouldn't lie???

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[suvhaislam]

Fish sticks can tykes eat them? healthy Option or a serious threat?

I'm apprehensive that Can Dogs Eat Fish Sticks numerous canine possessors are tempted to offer their favas leavings from reflections. A small portion of your fried fish will not harm your canine, but let's avoid making this a regular circumstance. Let's encourage a healthy diet for both ourselves and our tykes.

The content of the discussion moment is whether tykes can eat fish sticks.

I am sure some of you have allowed about this. I am also confident that numerous of you have preliminarily handed Can Dogs Eat Fish Sticks as an occasional treat. Still, I am then to put effects right and put an end to this meaningless trouble.

Fish has several health advantages. Chicken fritters? Not really.

To comprehend why fish fritters are not canine-safe, you’ll first need to understand how fish fritters are made.

further Information about Fish Sticks?

Admit it; we have all reached for the Can Dogs Eat Fish Sticks item in the freezer to make a quick lunch. generally, it's fish sticks or a type of reused meat. Yes, we used to admit them in class, but back also, we had no idea.

Fish sticks may have" fish" in the name, but that does not inescapably mean they are healthy. They still contain reused constituents, and their nutritive value isn't great.

A combination of different types of breaded fish is known as fish sticks or fish fritters. They're generally produced by food companies exercising white fish like pollock, haddock, cod, hake, etc. We get fish sticks by simply grinding up colorful fish factors that have been diced up.

Yes, indeed bones are ground.

After being bombarded, fish fritters are firmed. They're frequently affordable and can be set up in the frozen food sections of grocery stores. Their cost does, still, reveal a lot about their quality.

Without first having to defrost, fish sticks are ready to be grilled, deep-fried, or ignited in the roaster. In case you were ignorant, the unanticipated thawing of frozen food might indeed worsen issues by releasing bacteria that gain snappily.

Forget about tykes — this isn't a nutritional supper for anyone!

Can Dogs Eat Fish Sticks, also?

In proposition, tykes can consume fish sticks. But that doesn't indicate they ought to.

Unlike some foods, fish fritters aren't dangerous to tykes, but if ingested in redundant, some constituents can be dangerous.

You can give a fish stick as a treat formerly in a while, sure, but let's not develop a practice of it. Your canine will not suffer any consequences if he takes a fish cutlet from your plate.

You see, the several seasonings used in the form of fish sticks are unhealthy for your canine. generally, food manufacturers add onion and garlic grease paint to products to enhance flavor.

Tykes should avoid eating fresh or powdered onions and garlic. These seasonings may not be toxic to your canine, but they can still upset their stomach and beget vomiting, diarrhea, and other issues.

Also, fish sticks are too salty for people as well as tykes. tykes should not eat swabs since they can induce swab poisoning and severe dehumidification.

The breading or coating of the fish fritters shouldn't beget you any concern. Large quantities of oil painting are absorbed during breading, which is veritably bad for tykes.

Why Do Fish Sticks Make Such a Bad Choice?

Preservatives, carbohydrates, lipids, and empty calories are abundant in fish sticks.

That is just the top of the icicle, too!

Multitudinous fresh factors make fish sticks so bad. Let's first talk about the accouterments they're constructed of.

White fish of it is used to make fish fritters. When examining fish's nutritive worth, Whitefish may be seen at the bottom of the graduation. Salmon and other adipose fish are healthier, but we infrequently see companies vend them as sticks.

Why is it the case?

For case, whitefish is more current and simpler to capture than salmon. Imagine the massive fishing vessels using those enormous nets to catch fish.

Yes, that's why they're so nicely priced. Whitefish are much more generous in the water than other, advanced-quality species.

The breading on fish sticks makes them unwelcome as well. I do not generally eat deep-fried stuff. Do you? I am not passing judgment on each, but consider how dangerous it's for an alternate. That chuck is fully drenched with oil painting. Please don't! My tykes agree with me.

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[sagaofstardustmkg]

guarded || bo || 6.12 || re: arianna

Bo listens to Arianna, and true to his word, he isn’t looking towards her feelings. Maybe it’s simply to try and be a little gentler on his aching head. Maybe it’s out of the continued respect for her privacy. Maybe it’s out of sheer stubbornness to prove to himself that he can navigate a conversation without his usual crutch, even here. Regardless, he doesn’t listen to her answers, but rather her questions. While they’re offered up as answers themselves, there are spaces left behind that they can’t quite stretch themselves into. Blanks left, meant to be filled in. 

“Why haven’t you considered I just don’t have the feelings a person is supposed to? What if I’ve been fakin’ it this entire time, same as Miss Xueman, and all you saw is all there is? Why can’t that be true?”

“It could be true.”

The thought is an easy concession, and one that he’s willing to give. For all of his tactless observations and blunt phrasing, Bo has never been above believing he can be wrong. He’s been wrong more than he’s been right. So, it’s worth examining.

“It could be that what I see is all there truly is in your emotional spectrum. Maybe I’ve misjudged what I saw, or maybe you've been doing an excellent job of faking outward reactions while continuing to be entirely calm internally. Those are both possibilities. Ones that, I think, you may prefer to believe.”

The last sentence is spoken softly, as though it isn’t meant to carry across the entire table. Sometimes, Bo forgets that he deals in the soft and painful and unseen. This isn’t one of those times. He’s well aware of what he’s dragging out into the open, and much like a band-aid peeled back a single centimeter at a time, it’s often best to simply rip it off.

“However, I disagree with your premise. It isn’t possible that you don’t have the feelings a person is supposed to, simply because there aren’t any feelings that person is supposed to have.”

Maybe it’s only something that Bo can understand so clearly because he’s seen for himself the ebb and flow of the emotions of those around him. He’s seen grotesque displays of loathing that turn his stomach. He’s seen heartbreak so excruciating that it makes his own chest ache. He’s seen vengeance, raw and rabid, that makes his blood run cold. 

But no feeling is any less than the others to him. They’re all the same in the end—energy. Born from the soul, stretching out into whatever form it needs, until settling back into limitless potential to do it all over again. 

“Whatever a person feels is what they’re supposed to feel. Nothing more and nothing less. It’s true for Xueman, it’s true for Nevros, it’s true for you and I all the same. You aren’t a person because of what you feel. You feel because you’re a person. So, it could be true. It could be that I’ve seen everything you feel. And if I have, you would still feel everything a person should.”

What a beautiful thing it is, to be able to see what people are capable of. To know that whichever way they feel is all they ever need to be, without logic, or reason, or justification. A feeling exists simply because it is felt. 

Why can’t that be true? “It’s because you care.”

What a horrifying thing it is, to see what people are capable of. To know that whichever way they feel is all they ever need to be, without logic, or reason, or justification. A feeling exists simply because it is felt. 

“If you didn’t care, you wouldn’t have made Yuto a charm for his protection and felt guilty that it hadn’t kept him alive. You wouldn’t have been upset with Petrel for weeks afterwards. You wouldn’t have felt it was unsympathetic when people began to accuse Xueman of murder. You wouldn’t have bothered asking me what I think of myself, or corrected me when you thought differently. You wouldn’t have been willing to throw the trial for Mari. You wouldn’t have been scared for Caleb, for your friend, before he confessed earlier. And you wouldn’t have just corrected Fumie on Adelaide’s behalf if you didn’t care for your sister most of all.”

Bo’s stare drifts briefly over to Rya. It’s more than a little uneasy, but it’s pointed all the same as the familiar rattles in the deafening silence Janelle has left as stage dressing. The quiet makes the noise louder. The noise drowns out the quiet. It loops in on itself, an emotional ouroboros that feels and feels, and tries to swallow those feelings down all the same. Briefly, Bo wonders how long it has been turning. Then he looks back to Janelle.

“You care for everyone here so deeply that, frankly, I couldn’t imagine you without it. And it's that sort of caring that's required of someone who is willing to spend years putting us all back together again. You save none of it for yourself. You turn it outwards instead.”

It was only because Janelle had turned her caring outwards, when his poor phrasing was insulting to those around her, that Bo had gotten a brief glimpse of what went on inside.

Everybody knows you see more than the rest of us. I just think — speaking strictly of what I’ve seen — sometimes you come off like you think we don’t see much at all.

Bo tilts his head slightly towards the rest of the table, and though his eye hasn’t left hers, he’s no longer watching. Not really.

“Ask any one of them and I’m sure they’ll tell you the same. They’ve seen more than I have.”

#endgame #trial #bo

[alexwongcopywriting]

When a Guy Says He’s Too Busy to Text (What it Means)

Online dating presents many challenges, primarily down to a lack of proper communication. Signals get mixed, and sometimes what is said is not necessarily meant. Occasionally, however, someone will - seemingly - deliberately try to throw you off or otherwise avoid your advances. They may offer an excuse for why they cannot speak or why they cannot go out. In this post, we will look at the primary excuse people use to get out of a conversation and how you can deal with it.

What should you do when a guy says he’s too busy to text?

When a guy tells you that he is “too busy” to have a conversation with you, it could mean one of three things: he simply does not want to talk; he has found someone else, or he is too busy to reply to you. Once you discern which hidden meaning applies to you, you can develop a suitable response. Your main goal should be to remain calm and unaffected, and you will need to show him that you are worth his time.

What does it mean when a guy says he’s too busy to text?

Source When a guy tells you that he is too busy to text, it could mean one of three things. This section will examine each of these meanings and show you how to discern one from the other based on your previous interactions. It Means He Is Not Interested This is the most common meaning behind the words “I’m too busy.” Especially in the early stages of a relationship, guys tend to be somewhat aloof and distant. Naturally, they will eventually open up, but they can be tough shells to crack. Still, despite your efforts, you may find the results disappointing. Online daters tend to be fickle, and if you do or say something that they do not like, they will be quick to move on. If you are unsure whether or not a guy is genuinely interested, look at your chat history. Examine both his responses and yours. Are his replies short? Does he seem disinterested in general? If so, it could be that you said or did something to upset him.

Of course, if his replies have always been short and dismissive, he was probably never very interested in the first place. Unfortunately, there is not much you can do. Guys tend to have exceptionally short attention spans and will quickly move on from one person to another. Cut yourself some slack, and do not put in any more effort than you receive. It Means He Has Found Someone Else As mentioned, during the early stages of a relationship - online or not - guys tend to come off as distant in an attempt to save face. Unfortunately, during these early stages, some guys will “keep their options open,” so to speak. They will be hesitant to connect emotionally for fear of missing out on other relationships. Online dating is problematic because it requires people to move quickly and think on their feet. The ones who do not tend to be left by the wayside - those who do reap the rewards. For example, when you and a guy first start talking, you should be quick to set up a date or exchange numbers as quickly as possible. If you do not, someone else may swoop in and succeed where you failed. It is this specific scenario that we are referring to when we say that he has found someone else. Generally, the best way to determine this is by looking at the beginning of your conversations, the first three days in particular. If he seemed enthusiastic before but is distant and unreachable now, it is likely that he has met someone else and is only saying that he is busy to let you down gently.

Again, in this case, there is not much you can do. It would help if you did not try to break up his new relationship. However, you can still be friendly. Let him know that it is okay if he cannot speak, then move on. Someone else will eventually find you. It Means He Really Is Busy Finally, we come to what should be the most obvious and common explanation. We all know that daily life can get in the way of what we genuinely enjoy sometimes. The guy you have been speaking to maybe, in fact, be eager to talk to you - he just cannot at the moment. Look at your chat once more, and examine his replies. If they remain consistently upbeat and enthusiastic, he probably does not want to lose you. You should also keep in mind his schedule; if he is a student with upcoming exams, it stands to reason that he will not be able to text you back.  Likewise, if he has a hectic job. In this case, you can keep him engaged in various ways, which we will cover shortly.

How should you reply when he says that he’s busy?

Source Although the “I’m busy” excuse can be a considerable conversation killer, there are a couple of things you can do to maintain a guy’s attention, even if he says that he is busy. For starters, you should never double-text him. Double-texting is when you send another text in addition to the one you already sent, in an attempt to coax a reply. This, too, can be a conversation killer and only serves to further distance him from you. Instead, simply let him know that everything is alright and that you two can talk later, whenever he is ready. The main goal here is to maintain a guy’s attention without annoying him. You should not bend over backward trying to do all of the work - there comes a time when “I’m busy” just will not cut it as an excuse anymore.

However, seeing as this is still early days, you can send him a funny text or two or give him some encouragement if he needs it. Alternatively, if you are feeling more risque, you could send him a sexy picture as well - that will get his attention. Additionally, do not be afraid to invite him out to places you were already planning on going to. That way, if he does not make it, it will not affect you as much. It will also show him that you lead an exciting life, regardless of his presence.

What should you do if he says that he’s too busy to hang out?

Source Going on dates can be fun, but it is also highly time-consuming, so you need to be selective with who you choose to spend your time with. If a guy says that he is too busy to go out with you, there are a handful of things you can try to determine whether or not he is truly worth your time. Firstly, if a guy is as good as he seems, he will most likely reschedule with you. This is a clear indication of his interest in you. Of course, most guys will be too thick to think that far ahead. In that case, it is up to you to organize the next date. Think of some fun activities for the two of you to enjoy together, and try to avoid the movies or going out to dinner unless you are already well into the relationship.

It will also help if you get to know his schedule in advance. This will allow you to pick a date and time that will suit you both - it will also let you know if he is lying about how busy he really is. Of course, you should not be too pushy. Suggest another date and time, by all means, but if he comes up with another excuse as to why he cannot make it, you would better spend your energy on someone else.

What should you do if a guy says that he’s too busy for a relationship?

Guys who are too busy for a relationship are generally only interested in one thing: sex. Of course, there is nothing wrong with purely physical relationships, so long as both of the people involved know what they are getting into. If a guy tells you that he is too busy for a relationship, he is probably open to a purely sexual affair. If you are uncomfortable with this prospect, you will do better to let him know and leave it.

Of course, if you do not mind the lack of emotional attachment, you should pursue it.

Final Thoughts

Hopefully, this guide has given you insight into the dreaded “I’m busy” excuse. As you can see, responding accurately is not difficult in the slightest. If you need help with your online dating profile, feel free to use our dating profile services. We cater to both men and women. Alternatively, we also offer text message feedback to ensure that your conversations are on the right track. Read the full article

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[iyumeu]

i can be your angle or yuor demon

summary: [takes place right after the angelic demons event] in front of you stands an angel and a demon. which would you choose?

characters featured: lucifer, mammon, leviathan (aka older brother trio)

⭒☆━━━━━━━━✿ᏊㅇꈊㅇᏊ✿━━━━━━━━☆⭒

It had been a few days since the party that had taken place in the celestial realm. Your demonic housemates were now back to their normal, devilish selves but you notice that they seemed a little... odd. Subdued, even.

Today was no different; the brothers had been quiet during dinner, either picking at their food or simply straight up not attending dinner. You had gone to bed feeling off-kilter and worried. That was it, you decided, it was time to stage an intervention. You were going to confront your demonic housemates tomorrow and they weren't going to be able to do anything about it!

With determination in your heart, you closed your eyes... and then immediately found yourself in a strange white room with...

Lucifer

After the party

> He had immediately thrown himself back into a mountain of paperwork.

> You knew that Lucifer was the embodiment of overworking but even this was too much. He hadn't been present for dinner since all of you had returned to the Devildom and if it weren't for the incredibly rare times you caught him out in the hallway, you would have come to the conclusion that he simply decided to start living in his study room

> Alas, even when he was outside he was short-tempered, snapping at anyone who was around him and was generally just a little more forceful than usual.

> There was a moment where you brushed past him in the hallway and he had grabbed your wrist, tugging you towards him. You had jumped and whirled around, startled at the sudden action, and you weren't quite sure what your expression had been like but you knew that it prompted Lucifer to immediately let go of your wrist as if he had been burnt. He then retreated back into his office, slamming the door shut without even saying a word to you.

> He had kept his distance after that and the two of you hadn't spoken to each other since.

In the white space

Two Lucifers stood before you, one clad in his angelic costume while the other wearing his demonic form.

> They seemed to be talking to one another, the Lucifer you were familiar with getting more and more agitated by the second while the Lucifer dressed in angelic garb was crossing his arms, looking at the demonic Lucifer with a placid expression on his face.

> When you step closer to them, they turn to look at you in tandem.

> "MC."

> It's strange how your name can be spoken in such different ways. Lucifer spoke your name in his usual commanding tone while the angel said it with such gentleness and cheer it gave you goosebumps.

> "Luci... fer?"

> "Yes?"

> The both of them answered together once again. It was seriously freaking you out. Were they both really Lucifer? Or was one of them a clone?

> You quickly made your way closer to them.

> Once you were closer you could see that Lucifer looked tenser than usual.

> "Where are we?" You couldn't help but glance at angel Lucifer too when you asked that question. From the corner of your eye, you see Lucifer's hand clench into a fist.

> "It doesn't matter where we are," Lucifer replied brusquely. You hadn't seen him this upset before, not even when he tried to kill you for harboring Luke in the House of Lamentation.

> "Is this how he talks to you all the time?" Instead of answering you, angel Lucifer asked you another question. It was a question that confused you. What did that have to do with anything?

> "Um... not really? He's just a little bit frustrated," you reply, eyeing the angel Lucifer warily. Something about him made you feel... something. It was a negative something. You didn't like him one bit.

> "I see." Angel Lucifer reaches out towards you. Before you can flinch back, Lucifer's hand was already painfully gripping your shoulder, tugging you to his side in an almost violent manner.

> "You are not to touch them," he said. Angel Lucifer's gaze slowly slid from you to him and you were able to see it frost over in real time.

> "Neither are you," he said, "if you're going to be so forceful. Look at them, they're hurt."

> Lucifer turned to look at you. You were frozen in the middle of rubbing at your shoulder and his eyes darkened.

> He stepped away from you.

> "You believe that everyone around you will bend to your whim," the angel said. "And if you don't, you force them to. You carry out your actions uncaring about the way it affects others and how they may think... Tell me," the angel was looking at you now, "how does it feel to live with someone so full of themselves?"

> Beside you, you can tell that Lucifer has stopped breathing. His red gaze was boring a hole through you, his wings twitching as he fought the urge to block your view of his angelic doppelganger.

> You lick your lips, gathering your thoughts. The angel too your silence as agreement and a smile spread across his face.

> "Don't you see, demon? They're afraid of you. Your overbearing, domineering treatment of them has rendered them too afraid to dare speak up in your presence."

> Lucifer flinched at the angel's words. You suddenly had a very vivid fantasy of pouncing forward and violently ripping handfuls of feathers out of the angel's wings.

> "They'll be much happier with me, don't you think?" the angel asked. You glanced at Lucifer and was absolutely shocked to see him considering the angel's words.

> "No!" The word was out of your mouth before you could even think.

> The angel raised an eyebrow. "No?"

> "No." You dug in your heels, glaring at this... oversized avian who dared to don the face of your beloved demon. Who dared to make him doubt himself like that. "No, I'm not scared of him. No, I do dare to speak up. No, I absolutely would not be happier with you!"

> You turned to Lucifer, not wanting to look at that... thing for even a second longer. He was staring at you, a rare look of surprise on his face. You stepped towards him, poking a finger at his chest.

> "You!" you started, "You may be absolutely full of yourself, but you do care! You care for Diavolo! You're always taking care of him even when it comes at the cost of your own health! You care for your brothers! You protected them when all of you first entered the Devildom and you protect them even now, even if you try to hide it. You care for me! You give me food when you notice I've been staying up late to study and you constantly ensure that my time at R.A.D. is safe and enjoyable! Do you think I don't notice this? Do you think no one notices this? Why are you believing that thing's lies?!"

> With every jab of your finger, Lucifer's eyes grow wider.

> "And you!" You whirled around to glare at the angel. "You're sitting there running your mouth when you're the one who's acting so full of yourself! I'm sick of your holier than thou attitude! Lucifer is caring, he is thoughtful, and he is so much more than what you accuse him of!” You pause for a moment to take a breath. The angel is examining you like you were a particularly interesting specimen slotted under a microscope. You’ve reached your limit. It was time to resort to violence.

> You were stopped before your feet left the ground by a pair of arms wrapping around your shoulders. It was soon followed by a curtain of dark feathers, blocking the angel from your sight, and you from his.

> “That’s enough,” Lucifer said. His voice was filled with the same confidence and pride that you know and love. “That thing is not worth your time.” A pause and then, softly, almost inaudibly, “Thank you.”

> And then,

> You wake up.

After the dream

> You were happy to see that Lucifer was no longer locking himself up his office again.

> He was also, strangely, a little more affectionate to you?

> He was also around a lot more often; not hovering per se, but just... there. A comforting presence, him by your side.

> His texts to you are more often now too.

> You start receiving gifts from him, packaged and pretty hanging on your doorknob, charmed with a powerful spell that curses everyone but you if they touch it. He still pretends he doesn't send them but you know and he knows you know.

> One day, over a dinner at the Ristorante Six, he'll finally tell you, in words, that he wants you to stay by his side; but until then, you enjoy his non-verbal affirmations of love.

⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━[ᓀ˵◇˵ᓂ]━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

Mammon

After the party

> He became a shut in on par with Leviathan.

> However you notice that he has a lot of akuzon deliveries brought to his door, definitely more than what he could afford.

> When you try to talk to him he only shouts at you from behind his door. When you try to enter, you almost get squashed by the amount of piled up akuzon boxes and haphazardly piled up items.

> You knew Mammon was inside but you couldn't see him at all. You'd genuinely think that he got suffocated under the mess of his purchases if he hadn't been talking to you through the mess.

> But he still refused to come out to see you and you didn't know how to navigate his room, so you decided to leave him be for now.

In the white space

> There were two Mammons in front of you, one dressed in his angelic costume and the other in his demonic form. They seemed to be discussing something but you paid them no mind.

> Mammon had been your reliable protector since the start of your time in the Devildom and hence you had grown to associate safety with his presence.

> That was why you literally all but teleported to his side when you caught sight of him.

> However, the words coming out of the angel made you freeze in your tracks.

> "Shameless, greedy scum," the angel said. Mammon's body language finally registered in your head. Slightly hunched over, head turned to a side, wings curling in on himself, fists clenched and shaking... You hadn't seen him this bad before.

> "You know that they're too good for you, but you can't let them go. You'd rather chain them to you forever rather than allow them happiness. Your greed truly knows no bounds, even for someone you lo—"

> You skitter to a stop between the two. It was unnerving how much he looked like Mammon. Apart from the attire, the only difference you could tell was his eyes; Mammon's eyes were open and expressive while the angel's eyes did not give away his emotions at all. Controlled, you would call them.

> "MC," the angel greeted you with a smile.

> "MC, what're you doing here?!" In contrast to the angel, Mammon seemed aghast to see you here.

> "You want their attention and affection but you are reluctant to give yours," the angel said. "Greedy, greedy, greedy. The Avatar of Greed, do you really think you're worthy enough to stand by their side?"

> Oh, the angel was talking about you.

> Well if you weren't already angry before, you were now.

> You turn to look at Mammon only to see him shaking slightly. He refused to meet your eyes.

> "You actually hate it, don't you?" the angel said. The angel was looking at you now. "How unreliable he is. How selfish he is, always putting his own desires and needs above others. A nightmare to live with, much less be with."

> With every word out of the angel's mouth, you see Mammon flinch. You reach out to soothe him but he flinches away from you. He looked like he regretted it the moment he did it, but he had no chance to apologize before the stupid angel was opening their mouth to yap on.

> "How can anyone love something like him, much less you?" the angel asked and. Boy.

> You whirled around and threw a punch at the angel's face. It barely injured the angel and left you with a hurting fist, but the shock on the angel's face was worth it.

> "I love him," you declared loudly. "And so do his brothers."

> Mammon was staring at you with wide eyes and an open mouth.

> "And the things you've said? Utter horseshit. Mammon is one of most selfless demons I know." No one as powerful as him would allow himself to be a punching bag for his entire family without retaliation, no one but him. Mammon was the demon with the highest control, with the softest heart, and it showed with the interactions he had with his brothers... and you.

> He rarely said anything affectionate towards you, and the times he did were often rushed and unintelligible, but he didn't have to. Not when his love and affection shone through with every action he made.

> He was always giving love, only rarely ever receiving, And he never complained about it.

> And so hearing this angel spout such bullshit about Mammon, and Mammon believing it, really made you experience something.

> That something was an attempt to beat up the angel in front of you.

> You were quickly pulled off the angel, Mammon holding you tightly and firmly in his arms and you tried to continue with your punches and kicks.

> "That's enough." It was a rare occasion that his voice was so serious and it immediately calmed you down. Mammon shifted you to a more comfortable hold but did not let you go. "Ya ain't gonna hurt me with those dumb words," he told the angel, puffing out his chest. "I'm the great Mammon! I ain't gonna listen to your bullshit!"

> Warmth blossomed in your heart as you hear Mammon regain his confidence.

> "And MC is mine! No one's worthy of them but that doesn't mean I won't—"

> You wake up.

After the dream

> Mammon finally exited his room and the first person he went to was you.

> He swooped you up in a big hug, abruptly waking you from your slumber.

> He started becoming more honest and less shy as well, no longer putting on airs. His affection for you was as clear as day. It's a work in progress but Mammon is still able to convey his affection even if he ends up screaming it with a red face.

> You notice that he's been taking up more responsibility lately, even getting a steady part time job. He uses the money to take you out on nice dates and buy you nice gifts.

> Also has become even clingier, but it's not like you're going to complain. ⭒☆━━━━━━━━━⸜₍๑•⌔•๑ ₎⸝━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

Leviathan

After the party

> Leviathan had been making some headway in getting more comfortable in his own skin, cutting down on insults to himself. This party set him back a thousand years.

> Every word out of his mouth was self-derogatory and full of hate.

> He refused to answer your texts.

> He never left his room, even for mealtimes.

> In fact he didn't eat at all? Which was concerning. You even tried to bribe him with Ruri-chan, but all it resulted was a crash and a faint sob.

> It was after that that you decided to leave him be for a while.

In the white space

> There was nothing in the white space except a pond and Leviathan in his angel costume.

> Recalling Leviathan's reaction to you before, you carefully approached him and called out his name. To your surprise, he turned to look at you with a smile on his face.

> You were delighted at first but the delight quickly drained away when you recognized the bright but bland smile on his face, along with his calm, placid eyes.

> It was the Leviathan from the party looking at you now, not the Leviathan you were missing.

> "MC!" he said cheerily. "I'm so glad you're here!"

> "...hello." He didn't seem to noticed that you were being subdued, quickly stepping forward to grab your hands. You tried to suppress your flinch, fearing that Leviathan was actually in there somewhere. You scanned his body for the brainwash bangle but did not find it. Worry started to gnaw at your heart. How were you going to break this curse if you couldn't find its anchor?

> "I missed you," angel Leviathan continued. "Sorry for avoiding you, I was just throwing a temper tantrum. I won't be doing that again. As I've said before, I'll be giving up on anime, manga, and the like to forge closer connections with my brothers... and of course with you."

> You step back. The angel follows.

> "I was weak before, a no-good shut-in loser who'd rather lose himself in the 2D world rather than face reality." Unlike before, the words were spoken without an ounce of shame or even emotion. It was like angel Leviathan was stating facts rather than belittling himself. Somehow, that bothered you more.

> "You're not weak," you spoke. "You're not any of those at all. You've been putting in a lot of effort lately, and besides being interested in anime isn't a weakness. You're passionate about what you like and unafraid of showing it. Isn't that a strength?"

> Angel Leviathan shrugged, brushing your words aside. It was incredibly uncharacteristic of him.

> "I suppose," he said. "Either way, don't you prefer me like this? Outspoken, confident, unafraid? I can tell you how I feel. I love you, MC. Don't you love me?"

> There was something wrong. A nagging feeling in your heart had been present ever since you entered this strange place and right now it merely grew stronger.

> "Not like this," you said, pulling your hand away from his. "There's something wrong with you right now, Levi, you're not in your right mind."

> "I'm in my right mind. In fact, I can safely say that I've never been better. Say you love me, MC."

> Leviathan would never push you like this. He had always respected your boundaries, knowing how unpleasant it was like to have his own constantly prodded and pushed.

> "You're not Levi," you realized. Immediately you looked around, quickly moving away from angel Leviathan. "Where is he? What have you done to him?"

> Angel Leviathan looked so confused for a moment that you almost believed him. But then his expression turned to derision and your blood ran cold.

> "Why do you care about that disgusting otaku anyway? Aren't I better? Why don't you choose me?"

> The angel must have been out of his fucking mind if he thought that you were going to choose him after all this.

> You took another step back and—

> You plunge into the lake, the breath knocked out of you by the impact. Just as you started to panic, your eyes catch sight of something that made you freeze.

> There was Leviathan, the Leviathan you knew and loved, in his demon form staring back at you with wide eyes.

> What the fuck.

> Had he been here the entire time?!

> Instead of you, now Leviathan was the one panicking. He grabbed you and swam quickly to the surface, bringing you out of the lake. You gasped for air once you breached the surface, Leviathan's arm supporting you and keeping you upright.

> "Levi!" you said once you caught your breath. "Where were you? Why didn't you come up?"

> Leviathan was not looking at you. Once he had placed you back onto the shore, he suck back down into the water until only his eyes and the top of his head were visible. You put the pieces together.

> "...were you hiding?"

> "Of course that coward was hiding." Oh god. The angel was still not done. Now that you knew for a fact that he wasn't Leviathan, you felt an incandescent rage start boiling within you. You tamp it down. For now. "He didn't want to face the idea that you might choose me over him."

> Choosing again. It seemed important.

> "It's okay if you choose him instead," Leviathan was clearly lying through his teeth. "If... If it makes you happy. Who would want to be with a loser otaku like me who can't even tell the person he loves that he wants to hold their hand? Much less that he loves them?"

> Your heart was breaking and you pushed yourself into the water again. Leviathan yelped in surprise and quickly swam forward to catch you. You took the opportunity to put your hands on either side of his face.

> "Levi, there's no way I'd choose anyone over you," you told him. "You are my Lord of the Shadows and no one else can take your place."

> You feel Leviathan's cheeks heat up under your palms.

> "Do you mean it?" It was said in a whisper but you managed to catch it. You nod and a brilliant smile spread across his face.

> He looked up at the angel and maneuvered you around so that he was in between you and the angel. His tail had found its way to you and it was now curling around you in a possessive manner you had long grown familiar with.

> "MC is m... MC is my Henry! Not yours!" Leviathan declared. His tail squeezed a little tighter but you still felt no discomfort. "And I am their Lord of the Shadows. I'll protect them, so there's no way you'll ever get your hands on them!"

> You tried to cheer Leviathan on but then,

> You wake up.

After the dream

> Leviathan sent you a message to meet him in his room and you went there immediately. There, he apologized for ignoring you, saying that he hadn't been feeling well but was better now.

> The tip of his tail was subconsciously curled around your ankle but you didn't point it out to him, not wanting him to be self-conscious.

> After that you notice that Leviathan was a lot more open with his words. He still stuttered and turned red, but he was trying. Even if he ended up running away afterwards sometimes.

> Soon, he even grew brave enough to ask you to h*ld his h*nd! Once the first barrier had been breached, however, the two of you started holding hands all the time.

> If his hands were busy with gaming, expect his tail to seek you out.

> One day, he'll muster up the courage to tell you how he feels. But until then, you're happy to wait. ⭒☆━━━━━━～>º˵)ニニニニ>━━━━━━☆⭒

#obey me x reader #obey me #obey me fanfic #iyumeu writes om #angelic demons event #bullet fic #sigh here comes the tags #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #lucifer x mc #mammon x mc #leviathan x mc #im part of mammon protection squad. are you? #anyway the lore (yes there's lore) is that if you choose the angel the angel will take over the body and the demon will like... die or sth #or be imprisoned in a mind cage for all eternity. probably that. good thing u didn't choose the angel right #sorry if ur mc is not violent... if i hear anyone talking shit abt my demon dudes like that i'll legit start throwing hands #and no one will be able to stop me #hmm should i do younger brother edition... #anyway i headcanon levi as someone who respects your boundaries a lot because #of his character song and the unit song... in the unit song he's the only one who doesn't make a demand #he only makes a request: for you to hold his hand #does MC remember the contents of the dream? who knows. up to you. #your demon boyos def do though