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calamarieater · 2 months

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Daves ENTIRE PERSONALITY revolved around being just like Bro he never had the time to develop his own personality because from day ONE he wanted to be JUST like Bro he thought Bro was so cool to the point where he even ignored the abuse and just considered it normal, it's so common in abusive households for the abused kids to want to be JUST like their abusers because they've never seen like a normal household, and like most kids you tend to look up to your parents, which is what Dave was doing. Daves entire personality all his interests like everything were branched off from what Bro liked, he never got into things that Bro DIDNT like the only thing he didn't like was Bros puppets but dave wanted to be JUST like Bro he looked UP to him and people seem to completely ignore Bros abuse because of how dave reacted to it but ? what Bro does is still abuse and often when kids are introduced to abuse early in life they dont know that its abuse and they consider it normal which is why Dave reacted the way he did because he WASNT AWARE THAT IT WAS ABUSE WHICH IS NORMAL IN ABUSIVE HOUSEHOLDS AND ABUSED KIDS OFTEN THINK LIKE THAT which is why it comes off as such a SHOCK when you tell a kid they're being abused and whats going on isn’t normal and it seems like most of the fandom just ignores Daves abuse and everything and the fact that he never really developed his own personality until later on just because of the fact that he never really reacted or talked about it which annoys me SO badly I get its like hard to understand what abused kids are like and their bebehavior and stuff but!! you gotta understand like all his interests and everything came from Bro, his entire life until Sburb he wanted to be just like Bro he looked up to Bro so much to the point the abuse wasn't even something he considered abnormal because he thought Bro was just trying to help him be stronger and have a better reaction time or whatever but that's not what was going on and dave didn't know because he hadn't ever seen a normal household/this was his entire life this is what was normal to him so he considered it normal even compared to his friends lives, especially considering all the kids have semi abnormal lives other than john for the most part so dave was just convinced his life was normal because it was what he was used to and his friends also had odd home lives so he was just convinced that his life was the same gah I love Dave. I just think people should TRY and understand Dave’s character more, and it also just irks me how people see him as some flirty dude when thats not how he is, hes a wannabe cool-kid who has no idea how to behave and just mimics his Bros behavior!!! He WANTS TO BE JUST LIKE HIS BRO!!! HE SPENDS SO MUCH TIME TALKING ABOUT HOW COOL HE THINKS HIS BRO IS and you guys i swear he would NOT be a flirty little shit. He lives for bickering so he can come up with cool comebacks so people think “Wow this guy is REALLY fucking cool” when they're talking to him. So many of you guys seem to forget hes 13 in the beginning, his behavior is just a direct copy of how he saw Bro. He did not develop his own personality until later in life, and even then he still had a lot of Bros traits. Most kids dealing with abuse dont even know that its abuse until way late in life, because again, ITS ALL THEY KNOW!! If you lived your entire life not knowing what you were going through was abnormal, or even unhealthy, you would consider it as “the usual” WHICH IS WHY DAVE NEVER HAD A BIG REACTION TO IT, BECAUSE HE WAS SO USED TO IT. HE DIDNT KNOW IT WASNT NORMAL. Dave was a 13 year old boy dealing with an abusive father figure. From his interests to his personality, he just wanted to be like bro. that's all he wanted.

But, towards the end of his arc, we DO see him start to turn away from that desire to be like bro. We see him slowly realize, he isnt like bro. He doesnt want to be like bro. He isn't a "hero" like bro was, he doesnt WANT to be like bro was. But his entire childhood circled around being like bro, and it wasnt until bro died that he finally realized that wasn't what he wanted. But, as it wasn't until late in his life that he realized, he wasnt really able to form his own personality.

In conclusion: Dave is NOT some coolkid flirty boy, hes an abused child with no personality of his own. He is so much more than most of you guys let him be, and its so irritating to me.

#calamarichat #daveposting #dave strider #bro strider #homestuck dave #homestuck #dave rambling #homestuck rambles #dave understander #homestuck bro #homestuck analysis #dave strider analysis

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mlmshipbracket · 6 months

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ROUND 2: POLL #4

ROUND 2 ALL POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

Luca Paguro/Alberto Scofano:

NO PROPAGANDA SUBMITTED

Detective Hunch Curio/Daniel Fucks:

Ok so first of all things I feel I need to give some context that: Mentopolis is a TTRPG and a story that takes place in the brain of a man named Elias Hodge, and its noir parody thing. and all the characters represent something in his brain. Hunch is curiosity and Dan is the pleasure center of the brain. Dan owns a speakeasy/bar called Sugah, making him a known criminal, and Hunch is a detective. Ok now ship propaganda

- Hunch mentions once how whenever he doesn't know where to go, he goes to Sugah

- Dan tells Hunch that Hunch is his favorite customer

- Since Mentopolis is a TTRPG, Dan has this ability where he can help someone success an action, but the other character has to recall a pep talk Dan gave them once. This ability is only ever used with Hunch (As far as I remember I could be wrong with this one)

(The rest of this is big spoilers)

- Dan has almost died twice and Hunch constantly gets beat up but always bounces back. He lives on cartoon physics- he cannot die. They are perfect together.

- One instant of Dan almost dying, Hunch lied to the police that he is going to take him into custody himself, or something similar, and then he just takes Dan to his office and nurses his wounds with cold steaks. (Hunch carried him there over his shoulders like a sack). While At this point Dan is unconscious. While Hunch is treating him, Dan starts to have a dream about a women that Elias has a romance interest in (Reminder, Dan is the pleasure part of Elias's brain) and this causes Dan to be filled with a sense of longing and pleasure. All of this is before Dan starts to wake up, and when Dan is waking up, he sees Hunch's face and announced "Ah, heaven." . Which is. Hmmmmm.

( In this same instance Dan's pep talk ability is used to let Hunch heal people wounds with cold steaks in under 30 minutes. Said pep talk that hunch remembers is Dan and Hunch standing in front of a cow and Hunch telling him "Good friends are a lot like steaks, a good one is rare" Which isn't a pep talk but still, its very fun)

- The other time Dan almost died; Hunch once again tried to help nurse him to health with cold steaks. This is after Hunch is punched though like 2 building, falls down and eats wood and then hops back on a train to get back to where the rest of his party was. Like I said he lives on cartoon physics. (Now Hunch wasnt the one that helps bring Dan back this time, but still counts for something)

Hunch also full on jumps on and bodyslams the person that also Killed Dan also, which is fun

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gaylordscooter · 1 month

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Log of the Multiverse: Cross and XChara

Cross and XChara (usually referred to as just "Chara") both hail from Xtale, an au that's fallen into ruin ever since the creator, XGaster, was contained.

I was shocked to find out that the creator was one of the characters in their universe, but Ink told me he was a false creator, as he was merely a puppet to the true creator that lies beyond our realm and comprehension. It's like how a meta character in a piece of fiction can be written to act "aware", but it's still being written by somebody. Ain't that weird?

Don't think about that for too long.

So Xtale was kinda an empty void after XGaster was taken care of—that's the fault of Cross who killed like, all of his friends (but xpapyrus was the one who killed basically everyone else. GEEZ i couldn't imagine my brother killing a fly! hurting a fly definitely. but killing?? yeesh) and then absorbed xfrisk's soul because he thought he'd be able to OVERWRITE (<- a mechanic their world has where you can basically do whatever the hell you want, or something) his world turned out he couldn't do that sooo.

yeah he was NOT happy about losing his world (and somewhat playing a part in its downfall)

and also xchara's linked to frisk's soul for some reason. so he kinda just had xchara haunting him for awhile.

Luckily! Ink, Dream and I were able to help Cross cope through his loss!

It took so much time. like so much.

He eventually came to accept his world would never come back, but he got an idea. Since his universe couldn't be repaired to what it was before, why not create something new? Of course he couldn't create new people but after learning there were more people that have lost their homes like him (and me) he thought: why not make this place a safe haven for people like him?

Ink encouraged him. He was Very enthusiastic about it actually, he even helped with decorating the place (as in he painted every building. and all the scenery).

Of course, Cross isn't like Dream and Ink, who can sense negativity or when someone's world is destroyed, so those two tend to give him a heads up on where to go (or they just drop people off themselves)

At first we've just been calling it "Xtale" but obviously the place has changed drastically so we decided to call it something else.

unfortunately somehow all of us (even the ARTIST) weren't able to come up with that creative of a name and settled for calling it "the hub"

Now, I didn't forget about XChara, they were getting tired of having to haunt Cross all the time, so I decided to take up a little project.

And by me, I mean I asked Alphys (from a post-pacifist undertale au, we're buddies. yes i'm allowed to be friends with her because they're no longer following the game's script) to help me make a robot body. i made a prototype that ended up being completely non-functional. so alphys kindly made a complete one that WAS functional for me. even though i insisted she didn't need to do that but she said she enjoyed doing it and that i would've popped blood vessels i didn't have if i kept trying to make one (she's right. i was never that big of an engineer)

so the hard part was separating cross and chara. except it WASNT because their souls are WEIRD and i literally just wrenched their pieces apart like lego pieces it was crazy. unfortunately they still only have half of each of their souls. but hey, they can live just fine like that! they're just not as strong as they would be.

well, mainly in cross's case. chara has a cool robot body now that's loaded with defense.

So anyway, yeah! That's about it.

Pretty happy outcome for these guys, despite all the hardships of course.

But I heard from Ink, in this other multiverse this thing called the "X-Event" occurs. It sounded pretty rough from what I remember. But fortunately our Ink isn't like the one in that multiverse! He's too much of a softy

#blue's (totally not diary) log

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gumjester · 19 days

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@eremorte for some reason i could not post my answer to this ask???? but i love it and have thoughts so we're answering this analogue version!!!! MY ANSWERS ARE AS FOLLOWS:

WHATS CHASE DOIN!!!!! showing him anywhere, doing anything, letting my poor boy come 2 eah and be at peace with friends.. it makes sense for him to transfer!! or the webisode could be him running away from his bint mother n being discovered in ever after by the wonderlandians after maddie heard he crossed thru the portal or something :( i want him to wear normal clothes and hav a nice cup of tea

^^ i suppose thats already quite self indulgent but i could go 4 another one!!!!! i always loved maddie's diary entry where she chases the sound of giles' knock all around the school by herself and wouldnt that be a fun thing to make into a little webisode!!!! a flashback to the days of summer, empty school, eerie atmosphere, maddie-focused episode…. they'd never make it. thats why it would be so good"!!!!!!

i kno this is grand expectations for . an eah webisode. but i would have liked to see the ramifications of thronecoming.... like its fair enough that the student population puts their frets aside 4 the Big Dance because why wouldnt you!!!!! god knows ur not having fun any other time!! but afterwards the storybook is still missing and as far as anyone's concerned, could b anywhere!! scary stuff. i wanted to see briar sweat a little bit. they RLLY sidelined her after her single act of agency in thronecoming and i needed to see that mounting tension!!!!!! maybe a scene with her and apple, the growing schism between them.. her and ashlynn, ashlynn suspecting but saying nothing, their new rebellious camaraderie....we could hav had it all

AFTERMATH!!!!!!! LIKE WHA?????? the storybook has just been destroyed!!! isn't this like the pillar of your society or whatever???? why is nobody flipping out and hoarding cans of kelpie steaks in their fortified basement?? you could even make it funny [?] by having some people take on full doomsday prepper mode after finding out the storybook has been destroyed instead of jus . moving decently and calmly with their lives, deflating all and any influence and tension the storybook plot held. JUST A THOUGHT 👍

HM......... something with duchess and sparrow i think! they really shine as antagonists but i feel like true hearts day wasnt as far as they could spread their wings <- bird pun. maybe the special could b focused on figuring out wht the fuck exactly was up with duchess' white/black swan dissonance!!!! why did she turn into a black swan when she transformed 🤷‍♀️ what is up with that. what is up with duchess. mattel please answer my voicemails!!!!!! sparrow could help out nd be comic relief and also we could see them be friends because i love them. THERE'S NO LOSING

THIS WAS ALL DEEPLY DISJOINTED BUT SO MUCH FUN TO THINK ABOUT 💜 I LOVE AIRING GRIEVANCES

#ask #eah #ever after high #gum talk #chase redford #maddie hatter #madeline hatter #briar beauty #duchess swan

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genshinfanboy · 10 months

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His childhood friend

|Hello everyone who sees this. I'm finally back kinda my writings this is not the work in progress I mentioned before that one is still a wip. I will still be slow but that's no surprise to those who follow me. This will be a childhood friends au. The reader isn't the traveler. Anyways feel free to change the pronouns to fit your own. Please enjoy and have a wonderful day or night.

Scenario: He was typically alone in his youth very few he'd actually call friends. Though you were always there beside him. If anyone dared to say anything bad about him with you around you'd always come to defend him. He didnt care what was said about him but knowing you were there was endearing to him. As you both grew up he developed a bit of a crush on you. How could he not become enamored by you after all you were always there when he needed someone.

Alhaitham x A Male Reader

Warnings: Mentions of bullying, alcohol and being drunk in Alhaitham's, minor angst ending with comfort, some big and small spoilers for archon quests as well as character stories, and long|

Alhaitham:

It's not a surprise to many people to know the scribe wasn't liked by many people. He knew this as well and chose willingly to ignore the comments said behind his back. His senior Kaveh only seemed to add to them but he knew Kaveh wasnt a bad person. While he wasn't liked by many of his peers it didn't bother him much.

He didn't care about their opinions as they didn't matter much to him. Though he'd be lying if he said no one's opinions mattered to him. His long time friend's opinions mattered. More than he'd ever be willingly to admit out loud. They grew up together after all not many could blame his thoughts even if they did seem irrational. It seemed he wasn't the only person that had his eyes on this person. (Name) were objectively attractive and super kind.

He remembers fondly when they had met as he traversed home. The two met because (Name)'s parents were good friends with his grandmother. His grandmother was asked to watch the other for his parents who went on an expedition to the desert. The other wasn't considered a genius by the Akademiya standards unlike himself.

Though their differences in intelligence didn't seem to deter his dear (Name). In fact it seemed he wanted to be Alhaitham's friend even more due to that fact. He wanted to be there to support him or talk if needed. He knew the pressure put on those considered geniuses by the Akademiya. He would constantly ask what Alhaitham was reading and read it too. It'd take him more time to read the book but he was always excited to hear what scribe had thought.

He had a knack for caring for others. (Name) was gentle and caring. Whenever someone got injured hed tend to them best to his ablitlies. Alhaitham remembers back to his akademiya days where (eye colored) male would tend to Kaveh when his senior would get injured.

There were also others who'd intentionally fall in front of him to get his care. He was wildly popular kind of like Tighnari. The abount of people who would do things to get (Name)'s attention. The scribe sometimes wished he was clumsy to be treated by his best friend like others. Whenever he was sick the other would dote on him and he did enjoy it.

Whenever he was sick Alhaitham could feel his gentle hands check his temperatures. He both hated and loved being sick. On one hand he'd receive all of (Name)'s attention but on the other he'd feel awful. It wasn't like he was sick often. He took very good care of himself.

During his time in the akademiya the other could tell when he wasn't interested in interacting with others. (Name) would take any attention off of the scribe and put it on himself. That way Alhaitham could read in peace. It was nice to know someone cared about when he didn't wish to socialize.

The memories soon became a bit bitter for the scribe. His dear friend had been away in another nation for what felt like a long time. (Name) was an amurta scholar that left a year ago to learn about plans in Mondstadt. He only knew the other left when a letter arrived at his desk. During the time he was unable to leave while dealing with the grand sage situation.

Once it was resolved he still had to deal with being the acting grand sage. Which meant he had to deal with the hive mind situation. Not once did he get another letter. His roommate had made some comments about him being more irritated than normal. He brushed off what Kaveh had said of course. Though the architect was the only person who knew of his best friend. His words did have some merits to them.

Alhaitham was typically supportive of the other's academic endeavors however he left without a word in person this time. It hurt him quite a bit but none could tell. Things had finally calmed down for him and as irrational as it was he was super tempted to take a leave of absence and make the pointless travel to Mondstadt. He'd rather do nothing at all if he takes a leave of absence.

It was driving him mad not being able to see him for long. Alhaitham was used to seeing him at least once a day every day. Now it's been a year. The only thing he's gotten from the other was a gift that arrived on his birthday. Thinking on everything made his mood sour a bit.

The dendro user never thought someone could effect him to the point others notice a shift in his attitude. Which he was wrong about both Cyno and Tighnari had told him he seemed longing for something or rather someone. He rolled his eyes remembering the phrases they used. He turned his music up not wanting to hear anything around him.

Alhaitham's thoughts had become too disorganized for his preference. He brought out the book he'd be reading. He still paid attention to his surroundings effortlessly avoiding bumping into anyone or anything. He started to sort through his thoughts. Then something Kaveh had once mentioned became the loudest. "You know if you had just confessed your love he may have never left." Repeating itself in his mind.

(Name) certainly didn't expect to run into Kaveh when he returned to Sumeru. The young male couldn't say he was angry to run into the blond. His eyes quickly looked over the other. "You seem to be same as ever Kaveh. Why are you mopping around this time?" He asked with a smile. There were several comments about him being handsome and shining by those around them. He ignored everyone else and focused on the blond.

Kaveh's crimson eyes widened and he quickly rubbed them as if the person in front of him was an illusion. "You're finally back! Maybe now Alhaitham will finally get off my back a bit. You know since you left he's colder than ever. Not to mention the way you left him without a proper farewell had made his fuse so short. You really couldve parted in a better way. I heard he'd reject several thesis essays for minor errors the week you left." He quickly scolded forgetting about his previous stupor and worries.

The amurta scholar frowned and stepped closer. He pinched the others cheek slightly for talking poorly about his best friend. He always hated others speaking badly of Alhaitham even if the scribe could care less. "You need to stop being so hard on him. I swear your both like fire and ice sometimes. Yet both of you haven't convinced me you actually hate the other. You can't convince you both dont care. After all you both know too much about the others behaviors and moods. However since this past year has clearly been so hard on you how about I treat you to a meal at lambads? Then after I can walk you home and pay him a visit? I got him when i was leaving Mondstadt." He said patting his bag

Kaveh huffed at them a bit. "I keep telling you he's the worst but you never listen. You think that someone who has as much attention as Tighnari you'd find someone else to spend your time with. You know there are several people who requested me to give you their love letters. They all seemed to disappear before I could send them to you." He said rubbing his cheek. The two started walking to the tavern. Their conversations were pleasant and catching up on the past year. Several more passersby comments were made about the amurta scholar.

(Name) was used to hearing them and simply ignored them all. They've followed him since he was a child. They only bothered him when people would comment about Alhaitham. He remembered hearing several people making comments about him and (Name) got in a lot of arguments defending him constantly.

People would say that Alhaitham didnt care about him and that He didn't care and would continue doing it until his final breath. It's not his fault that people couldn't see the good traits of the tall scribe. He would argue with anyone who claimed that. They didn't know him and would just make assumptions about it.

During their outing at the tavern ended with Kaveh becoming intoxicated from the amount of drinks he had. Some wondered if they should contact Alhaitham to come collect him. (Name) reassured them he'd take the architect home amd there was no need to bother anyone else. He dragged Kaveh to the residence he lived in with the srcibe. "Kaveh please tell me you have your key." He said worried Alhaitham may have once again taken it by mistake.

Kaveh in his intoxicated state checked for his keys and realized he had them for once. He also reminded the other that he can't tell anyone of his living arrangements. He handed the amurta scholar his key not trusting his own coordination. (Name) was definitely surprised that the blond had remembered his keys. He unlocked the door and helped the older male inside. His eyes met with duel covered ones.

To most the eyes would seem uncaring as usual but there was definitely shock in them. He gave a smile to the scribe. "So you finally decide to come back and choose to dump a drunk Kaveh on me." The sliver haired male stated. The scribe had a bitterness in his tone. Which earned a laugh from the amurta scholar. "I plan on staying for a bit to catch up with you unless I'm no longer welcome here. If that's the case then I'll put kaveh in his room and leave." (Name) teased. He knew Alhaitham was upset with him but there was no hate in his tone.

Alhaitham admittedly got a little jealous watching the other carry Kaveh. The lighting in the house made him look perfect. The blond's arm around his neck and his arm around the other's waist. "Do as you wish. I know trying to convince you otherwise is pointless. After all you always do what you want. Just like all of those pointless fights you got into on my behalf. There is always the example of you leaving out of the blue despite promises we made." The silver haired male said looking up at the other holding his drunk roommate. There was definitely bitterness in his tone.

"Those fights were not pointless. They dared to slander you." He said. (Name) frowned he knew what the other had been talking about. When they were in their teen years he promised Alhaitham he'd always be by his side.

Alhaitham had graduated and their schedules grew hectic. They saw each other less and less especially while (Name) was working on getting through his studies. Alhaitham had made a comment about how maybe it'd be better if they stopped hanging out for a bit just like others had mentioned. Which seemed to upset the other who vowed that no matter what he'd stay by Alhaitham's side.

Even if it meant doing his assignments in the archive or next to him reading. He refused to give up on their friendship which admittedly warmed the scribes heart. There were a few occasions where the amurta student had fallen asleep when they were reading together due to pulling an all nighter to spend some more time with Alhaitham. (Name) promised he'd always be there for the scribe nothing would stop him.

He gave a sigh remembering the promise before taking Kaveh to his room so they could talk in private without Kaveh sulking over clients he's been dealing with. His guilt for his actions came up as they clearly effected his friend. He shook it off a bit then came back to the living room and noticed his long time friend had already marked his place in his book and closed it.

The silver haired male had his arms crossed seeing the other return. The look in his eyes was hard to read but if (Name) had to make a guess it would be anger and hurt. The room was silent and the mood was suffocating. The lights in the room suddenly became super interesting. Guilt building even more.

"Do you hate me for breaking our promise and leaving Sumeru?" He asked remaining standing. If the other said yes to his question he'd probably rush out knowing he messed up everything. He didn't want to sit anywhere near the other because he was understandably upset with him. "Without saying a proper farewell." The silver haired male added avoiding the question intentionally.

His duel colored eyes watching the other intensely as if waiting for something to happen. There was no sign of him going to respond to the other's question. Those multicolored eyes showing several emotions. Making guilt grow more. (Name) feared that his actions were mistakes.

"I couldn't say by to your face as I would've lost all will to go to Mondstadt. I thought of telling you in person but everytime I felt sick trying to think of the words to say. I needed to do it. I can't blame you if you now hate me or are upset with me. It's super hard for me to say no to you all it would take would be one word from you and my resolve would crumble in your hands. I know that doesn't excuse my actions and you deserve to have been........" as the amurta scholar started rambling he looked away from the other not able to keep eye contact anymore. His tone quiet and sad.

He skidishly made his way closer to the nearest wall. He leaned against it. He knew that he had no right feeling saddened bringing this up. If (Name) was being honest he may have avoided Alhaitham for a bit longer had he not ran into Kaveh. He looked at the entrance wondering if Alhaitham was going to be critical of his reasonings. He completely lost all the confidence he had when he brought Kaveh home.

Alhaitham stood up and walked over to the other. His body was reacting instinctually. He let it too. He felt as though his dear friend would run off the moment he said much. So just as his long time friend was about to continue his ramblings he caged the other between himself and the wall with arms to both sides of his head.

"Stop rambling and get to your point. What was so important exactly that you left for a year? Not only that but instead of telling me in person you choose to just leave a letter on my desk." He said pressing his body against the other's. His eyes met (eye colored) eyes. He was trying to get a read on the other's thoughts but the other was avoiding his stare. He placed one of his hands on the amurta scholars chin and forced him to look at him.

(Name) had no choice but to look into the duel colored eyed man. His heart was pounding in his chest he was worried at their proximity the scribe would feel it. "I wanted to look into something. It didn't have to be Mondstadt persay. Any other nation was fine. Mondstadt is just the one that was approved first so I went there. I was confused on a lot and needed to clear my head. I needed time to think things out. I sorted things out which is why I have returned." He answered still trying to look away to no avail. The scribe's hand keeping his face in place.

"You failed to take my feelings into account with all this. I would've been happy to aid you with what confused you. After all problems have multiple solutions. You never had a problem with me looking over things before or helping you talk through a problem before. Did you actually listen to what others said?" Alhaitham's voice started becoming quiet. His heart was heavy. His hand holding the other's chin fell to his side. He may needed to step away.

"Was leaving really necessary? It hurt that I meant so little that you couldn't tell me farewell in person. I found out after you already left that you were gone. Others had known about you leaving. You told Kaveh in person yet all I got was a letter only. Typically I take promises with a grain of salt. I thought your's meant something as youre not like everyone else." Alhaitham pressed looking at the other. He noticed their face had become red. He figured they must've drank a few drinks with Kaveh. The alchohol must've finally reacted in the amurta scholar's system.

Alhaitham's other arm dropped realizing this fact. He felt heart broken that (Name) couldn't have this conversation sober. His mind was racing with confusion and sadness. Maybe he should stop this conversation cause it seemed to hurt him more than the other leaving him.

He didn't wish to but pulled away. Here he was thinking irrationally again. Bothered about what others have said about their relationship. He was about to walk off but felt a hand around his wrist as if the other knew he was going walk off and not see him for awhile. His normally stoic expression changed for a moment. It revealed his frustration and anger about the situation at hand. "Let go of my wrist (Name). I dont want to talk anymore." He said. There wasnt enough will in him to pull his arm away forcefully.

"You were the one that was confusing me. Alhaitham it was never that you meant so little to me. You mean too much to me. If I saw you I wouldn't have been able to sorted things out and would've gave up on the entire thing. I've always been by your side and I wish to continue that. Which made it hard for me to figure out how or when my feelings towards you shifted from romantic. If it was a problem you could've solved I would've ran to you." (Name) admitted he held on to the other's wrist a bit tigher. As if letting go would cause the silver haired male to disappear from his sight. He was aware of his grip to not hurt the scribe's hand.

The guilt hit (Name) full force. His eyes started watering at the realization of what he did. However he refused to let go. He knew he should and everything he did was cruel and unfair to his dear akademiya genius.

The amurta scholar was super red and looking away trying to hide it along with his eyes. The room had become a suffocating silence again. The scribe looking at him with wide eyes. "How much did you end up drinking with Kaveh? It this some kind of joke you planned. After all you sound illogical. Leaving me to sort that out. What kind of answer did you come to? That you don't need to be by my side anymore? You get attention from everyone around no matter where you go. Why would I matter?" He said running his free hand through his hair.

Alhaitham was surprised his response made the other look at him finally. He saw the tears forming and got upset at himself. He shouldn't have lashed out like that. "I'm perfectly sober Alhaitham. I made sure I would be. I planned on bringing Kaveh home after I ran into him because it'd force me to come talk with you instead of being a coward and running away. After all confessing that I'm in love with you may make you hate me. Being away from you after years of seeing you all the time sucked." (Name) said.

He got a determined look before placing Alhaitham's hand he held hostage above his heart so the other could feel his heart racing. "Please answer my question. Did leaving make you hate me?" He pleaded refusing to feel sorry for himself as he was the one that did this and hurt his best friend. "I messed up and hurt you. If you do please tell me if I can make it up to you. Even if you don't return my feelings I don't want to lose you."

Alhaitham looked at him with wide eyes. He felt the racing heart beat his movements and speech were too clear for him to be drunk. "I do hate you for leaving me because I fell in love with you so many years ago. You make me think irrationally at times. However I can forgive you is you never do that to me again." He said before placing his free hand on the other's face. He gently wiped the tears away.

The amurta scholar tried pushing his hand away. "No I was the one who messed up and hurt you don't comfort me." He whined avoiding eye contact once again. "Then agree to be mine and never leave my side again and we can move past this. I need verbal confirmation." Alhaitham said pressing his forehead against the other's.

"I will always be yours. I'm sorry for everything this past year. I had got you something as well when I was in Mondstadt." (Name) stated. He opened his bag and brought out a neatly wrapped box. And a bottle of dandelion wine. Alhaitham took the items from his hands. He placed them on the table then leaned close kissing the other. "Stay the night." He said pulling away.

"It's so incredibly hard to say no to you." (Name) said pulling the scrib into a hug. The rest of the night went by as a blur. Alhaitham woke up the next day thinking it was a dream but felt something warm in his arms. He smiled faintly seeing his beloved (Name) asleep in his arms. He pulled them closer to his arms. There will be consequences if he tried another stunt he pulled a year ago.

#genshin x reader #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham x male reader #genshin x male reader #taylor writes #tw alchohol mention #genshin impact x male reader #genshin impact spoilers #genshin impact x reader #genshin alhaitham #alhaitham

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simp4baji · 10 months

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Prayer time pt.1

Warning- Role play, degradation, cnc

Y/n went to a church to pray. Yn isn't so big on religion and wasn't really sure if she believed in any god but she enjoyed praying because prayer wasn't restricted to any god. A prayer could just be to yourself.

It was calming for her.

It was night time. She preferred praying at night because rarely anyone else was at the church at that time. Until she heard the door of the church open.

There he was. A man that looked like a sin hard to resist. Y/n could not look away from him until he looked over at her and saw her stare. She looked away almost instantly and continued praying.

"And thank you for blessing me today. Amen." She said. Just as she was about to get up the man sat down at the end of the same pew as her. He began praying. Y/n got too nervous to get up now hearing how deep his voice is and how attractive he looked.

"Am i blocking your way out?" The man asked.

"N-no I'm just still praying" Y/n said slightly blushing.

"Are you sure?" The man said now looking at y/n with an arched eyebrow.

"Yes im sure now who are you to acuse me of lying in a church?" Y/n said in a frustrated yet flustered tone. The man was now fully looking at the pretty girl with a smirk on his face.

"Did i ever say that you were lying pretty girl?" The man said with a slight sinister tone.

"W-who even are you?" Y/n asked

"Manjiro Sano, but you can call me Mikey"

"O-okay look" Y/n said as she stood up from the pew and faced toward Mikey. "I'm sorry for accusing you of lying and i just want to go now." Y/n said while trying to look at Mikey without blushing.

Mikey then stood up facing towards y/n now. Y/n then started looking at the ground.

"Awww that wasn't so hard now was it- Whats your name?" Mikey said with a smile on his face.

"Y/n" she said while continuing to look at the floor.

"That wasnt so hard to say now wasn't it y/n?"

"N-no it wasn't" Y/n said.

"Good. Now come here" He said.

"W-what?" Y/n said looking more flustered than ever.

Mikey sighed and made the 'come here' finger gesture.

"Come here."

Y/n walked towards him with her head down not wanting to see how much this man that she just met is making her blush.

She was now in front of him with her head still down.

"It's rude to not look at someone when they're talking to you." Mikey said with a look of disapproval.

"I'm sorry m-mikey" y/n said trying to look up at him who was now giving her an intimidating stare.

"It's sir to you."

"S-sir? I'm sorry sir." Y/n said now taking deep breaths. Mikey never talked to her like this. He always made sure to be gentle with her since he didnt want to hurt her but after she explained what she was into he decided to give it a try. She loved this role play.

Mikey kept walking towards y/n as she continued to back up until she her back hit the wall and mikeys face was inches away from hers.

"I don't think you are princess" he said against her lips.

His lips collided against y/ns.

The taste of cinnamon rushed to y/ns mouth as Mikey had been chewing cinnamon flavored gum.

She let out a whimper as Mikey bit on her bottom lip.

"M-mikeyyy" y/n whined when he pulled away.

"It's not Mikey for you, you little sinner" mikey said as his hand was caressing y/n's face and then wondered into her hair.

He then pulled at her hair. Y/n whimpered and whined because of how hard he pulled her hair. He enjoyed this. A little too much.

"Say it right. I know you can or are you just too much of a stupid little slut too understand?"

"I- m' not a slut sir" she said trying to pull mikeys hand out of her hair but to no avail.

"Oh" he said before he shoved his right leg in between y/ns legs raising his knee up to her warm area. "You're not a slut? Your body tells me different." He then leaned down to y/ns ear and whispered "The way you got flustered over nothing? Your pathetic little whimpers and whines? Your pretty mouth says one thing but your body says another. All you have to do is tell me."

His left hand was holding y/ns waist against the wall while with his free hand he traced the insides of y/ns upper thighs.

This caused her to get even more flustered. How could she tell him the unholy feelings that she's getting inside a church?

Pt.2 coming tomorrow <333 I'm srry it's so spacey lol

#smut #tokyo manji gang #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev x reader #majiro sano #tokyo revengers sano manjiro #sano mikey manjiro #sano manjiro x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x yn

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mostlysignssomeportents · 8 months

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Justin C Key's "The World Wasn't Ready For You"

On September 22, I'm (virtually) presenting at the DIG Festival in Modena, Italy. That night, I'll be in person at LA's Book Soup for the launch of Justin C Key's "The World Wasn’t Ready for You." On September 27, I'll be at Chevalier's Books in Los Angeles with Brian Merchant for a joint launch for my new book The Internet Con and his new book, Blood in the Machine.

The World Wasn't Ready For You is Justin C Key's first book. It's a short story collection, from a major publisher. This is basically unheard of. Big publishers rarely publish collections, and when they do, it's almost always after a string of extremely successful novels:

https://www.harpercollins.com/products/the-world-wasnt-ready-for-you-justin-c-key?variant=41016598036514

Yes, there are exceptions. Ted Chiang. Kelly Link.

And now, Justin C Key. To be in such company is, as they say, a big fucking deal.

I can't say I'm surprised. Key was my student at the Clarion West writing workshop – a year full of standout writers among whom Key was still a standout. I was immensely impressed with his work then, and when I found out that he was also an MD and a father, a young man juggling an unimaginably intense work and family schedule and still producing this polished, scary, precise work, I knew he could have great things ahead of him.

But to be honest, I wasn't sure he would write. Key was so obviously brilliant and competent, and had such an important dayjob, that I could easily have imagined him deciding that making up stories was fun, but that it was not nearly so rewarding as his other vocations.

I was wrong – and right. In the years since Clarion, Key's work has acquired a kind of medical precision. When Key stabs you, the knife slides right between your ribs and goes straight into the big arteries of your heart, slicing you so quickly that you hardly notice until you are slain.

These are all horror stories, though some of them are science fiction too, and more to the point, they'r Black horror stories. In his afterword, Key writes about his early fascination with horror, the catharsis he felt in watching nightmares unspool on screen or off the page. And then, he writes, came the dawning recognition that the Black characters in these stories were always there as cannon-fodder, often nameless, usually picked off early.

These stories represent Key's long rumination on the conjunction of Blackness and horror. Of course, that gets back to racism, in the way that, say, Jordan Peele's work does, or in the manner of NK Jemisin's post-Lovecraft Cthuloid tales:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/01/09/the-old-crow-is-getting-slow/#i-love-ny

But "Black horror" isn't merely parables about racism. In the deft hands of these writers – and now, Key – the stories are horror in which Blackness is a fact, sometimes a central one, and that fact is ever a complication, limiting how the characters move through space, interact with authority, and relate to one another.

The eight stories – mostly long – in The World Wasn't Ready For You deal with parenting, health, prison, corruption, and art – and they do so through hauntings and body horror and tension wound so tight you want to scream.

This is a brilliant and auspicious beginning from a brilliant and auspicious writer.

Key's book launches at LA's Book Soup on September 22, and I'll be there with him as interlocutor. I couldn't be more honored by this, and I hope you'll come out and see us:

https://www.booksoup.com/event/justin-c-key

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/19/justin-c-key/#clarion-west-2015

#pluralistic #science fiction #horror #black horror #antiracism #race #books #reviews #gift guide

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gabessquishytum · 9 months

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OKAY this one came to me in a drug induced haze. So we all know the first thing that comes to mind when we see Hob. Get that man pregnant. Could be whatever variation human/warprize/fertility god etc au, I believe in my haze I was thinking specifically Dragon shapeshifter au ANYWAY. So Hob has just delivered a wonderful beautiful miracle to them, and they could not be more thrilled. They were definitely the Planning Parents who accounted for Every contingency in the baby's first 5 years of life, they have a Plan. Part of this plan, regrettably, was that they'd wait until Baby was at least 3 before having another. They both agreed it was just the Optimal Decision for their Great Baby Life Plan, so they'd have to put aside how ridiculously wonderful/horny those 9 months were. It won't be that hard, they'll have a whole ass child to love and dote on and take up all their time and energy.

The hitch comes when having a baby does nothing to dampen how absolutely devastatingly lustful they are for eachother. As soon as Hob is healed up he's begging for just one round, please Dream? It's been so long. Dream makes him wait another few days to be sure he's healed before they are right back to fucking like rabbits. Many orgasms to balance the discomfort of generally havinga newborn, interrupted sleep cycles, cramps from whatever position he was in too long for nursing, etc. And soon enough it's only been a few months and Hob is honestly? Feeling kind of shitty. He thought it would be getting EASIER as the baby got older and disnt need to be so much stapled to him and slept for longer periods of time, but he's very tired and kind of cranky and achey. It isn't until he starts throwing up that he realizes what's happened. Of course his first thought is ANOTHER BABY OMG YES BABIES. But then he has a rude awakening. He wasnt Supposed to get pregnant again so soon. This will break their whole big plan into tiny peices. Will Dream be mad? Oh no.

But Hob couldn't keep a secret from Dream on a good day, let alone a bad day when he's tired and hormonal, so he puts the baby down, sits Dream down at the table, and weeps his way through explaining that whatever birth control they used couldn't stand up to their vigorous lovemaking and he's pregnant again. Hob is trying to read Dream's reaction but Dream is doing his absolute best not to WIGGLE with pleasure at the dinner table. Another baby!! He and Hob are gonna have more babies!!! He's also counting back in his mind through the days theyve fucked trying to figure out when this happened and can remember at least twice when he either forgot to pull out or maybe forgot the condom? He's a tired dad okay. He does his best not to break out into ecstatic laughter while he holds and comforts Hob and tells him What Plan? We'll make a new plan, with our wonderful extra baby in mind. They quickly work through whatever angst there was and are back to being the sunshiniest happy family there ever was, now with an absolutely Glowing Hob, bc of course pregnancy looks GREAT on him. They are also fucking at increased rates without any birth control again bc what's gonna happen? He'll get MORE pregnant? When the ultrasound shows twins, Hob makes a joke like "Maybe we SHOULD have slowed down lol" but Dream can only vibrate with smugness. Lookit his perfect man. He put SO many babies in him.

Lying on the floor kicking my legs in the air. I'm always deeply obsessed with pregnant Hob content and I'm just very!!!!! Very horny about them being horny for each other.

Hob loves his baby so much. But it IS hard being a new parent, and he's so incredibly tired! The only consolation is that Dream is wonderful and still extremely attentive to Hob’s needs - particularly in the bedroom! Whenever the baby takes a nap, Dream makes sure that Hob gets at least a little bit of an orgasm. With his mouth, or fingers... or his cock. It makes the pain of parenting just a tiny bit more manageable.

Until Hob starts throwing up, and aching all over, and he's crying a lot all of a sudden. He's barely recovered from the first baby, and he doesn't feel terribly comfortable in his body. He knows that Dream still loves him but the thought that he might well be pregnant again is utterly terrifying. What if Dream is angry! What if he was sick of Hob being pregnant the first time, and what if he doesn't want another baby at all!? Oh dear. Hob holds his baby in his arms and gives them lots of cuddles, and calms himself down a little bit. It seems very important that Dream should at least KNOW that he's going to be a father again!

Of course as you've said, Dream has to try really hard to stop himself from CHEERING when he gets the news. He's wanted another baby ever since the first one came along. He wants everything with Hob, and that includes many many babies. Plans are overrated! Loving Hob and their children is the most important thing.

Twins wasn't part of the plan, but as previously mentioned, plans are overrated!! Hob looks incredible. He carries the new babies strongly and well, and provides plenty of milk for the twins, the first baby... and Dream, who loves relieving Hob’s swollen breast by drinking his milk as often as needed. Dream is a very proud father to his first baby AND the two nestled in Hob’s womb. He's thrilled to place his hands gently on Hob’s belly and the small of his back. In public he practically vibrates whenever they're congratulated on their parenthood. As they relax at home, he holds the baby in his arms and pops another cushion beneath the small of Hob’s back. He's going to give Hob as many babies as he can ever want and he's going to take the best care of him. That’s the only plan he’s concerned with now <3

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw mpreg #cw pregnancy #cw lactation

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your street fighter art has brought me much joy...thank you ^_^ i wasnt too familiar w vega b4hand but. he's got me in his claws now... i'm seeing the vision....i would like to hear more of what u've concocted for his siblinghood w cammy if you would like 2 share! what the dynamic could be like when cammy was still a doll under shadaloo, vs when she started fighting bison, etcetc. the silly the serious how things change over the years >:0 apologies if this is a tall order

(Also. mike tyson cartoon balrog knocked me back. What are the odds that he, too, has a van with "BI GUY" on the license plate)

I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE A VEGAHEAD NOW.... He got me in his claws as soon as I saw him... The vega army grows stronger...

His siblinghood with Cammy (and also Decapre) is so very special to me. You can check out this post first for some stuff I said about them that I'll extrapolate on here. RAMBLE TIME.

Vega and Cammy are very similar and share several traits and I think a lot of it has to do with him having to train and take care of her and the other Dolls. It makes me so very insane that Vega is generally portrayed as this cold and uncaring murder guy who only loves himself, and yet...

Please look at these dialogues from Alpha 3. HE CARES ABOUT HER SO MUCH. IT HURTS. There's so much here. He wants her to be safe. He cares about the girl he took care of so much that he calls M. BISON A COWARD. Bison could kill Vega by looking at him and yet he stands up to him for the sake of someone else's safety. I rambled about their relationship and his feelings towards her more in a text to my gf I'm too lazy to rewrite:

Btw yes I am making a drawing about the braids. They hold so much symbolism TO ME. The braids he did for her... One of the few remaining things connecting them.... It means a lot to him, and you can see how much it means to him in A Shadow Falls:

While she's passed out he just stops to pick up one of her braids and his eyes immediately soften. And then he leaves without really doing anything because he sees that Cammy wants to protect Decapre, who she knows is her sister. He doesn't try to kill Cammy or anyone she loves. Every time he fights her he just sees her as a worthy foe (in the Alpha 3 dialogue up there he later changes his mind about Cammy not being a good opponent as he rescues her from the Shadaloo base). And later in A Shadow Falls when Cammy and Decapre are fighting the other Dolls, he goes against Shadaloo's ideals and frees the Dolls from the Psycho Power controlling them. At the end of the story he throws away his mask. Vega is not heartless... He has kindness and compassion... He has sweetie powers.... He just doesn't want you to know that because he hasn't been allowed to have emotions for so long... He's just stuck working for people he hates. Every time Bison isn't a direct threat to him he just goes back to Bullfighting. He doesn't care about those guys at all and the only thing truly keeping him is probably the fact Bison or another Shadaloo member would show up at his home and kill him if he quit. I think he wishes he could have the same freedom Cammy has... He's proud of her for breaking the cycle of being used as a tool by Bison and wishes he could be afforded the same luxury...

They all even pose the same way... There's a couple pieces of art where theyre posing this way and they share some similar moves too.... The parallels... They compel me....

I don't know if Cammy will ever piece together that Vega is her weird questionably evil possibly clone-related big brother. Decapre is much more similar to him visually and maybe that will tip her off. But for now all of her past growing up in House of Bison is known only to Vega and the fleeting memories kill him every day. He may feel particularly closer to Cammy but he stills shows care and compassion for Decapre too. He loves his sisters so very much and thus....

SOMETIMES A FAMILY IS WHATEVER THIS IS ↓↓↓ ‼️‼️

ITS SO HARD BEING A SINGLE MOM WHEN YOURE AN ASSASSIN FOR SHADALOO AND ALSO A GROWN MAN💯💯

(Also, for the last portion of that ask: I do think Balrog has a "BI GUY" vanity plate. Beef IS Gross, Unethical, and Yucky. That IS what he reads when he sees it. He DOES look at the bi men checking him out and say "we like to put the same thing in our mouth!" Its true. I saw it happen. Lmfao)

#asks #sorry this is so long they make me sick (affectionate)#street fighter #vega street fighter #cammy white #decapre #decapre street fighter

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What are your biggest reflections, lessons learned, and gratitudes for 2023? What are your intentions, goals, and dreams for 2024? Pass this on to 3 blogs you follow!

Hi Chelly my darling!!!! Thank you for this ask!!! Can you believe it’s 2024????? I’m still messing up the dates in my journal lmao.

This is honestly probably going to be a really big response, just because so many things happened this year! As a warning, this does include some talk about DV and religious trauma but there is a happy ending.

Sending all my love to you my angel 💕💕💕

Reflections and Gratitudes

In 2023 a lot of things happened. I had gotten engaged, I graduated from a law school (that brought troubles and triumphs), I studied for the bar exam, took the bar exam, had to break up and go no contact with my fiancé, I found out I failed the bar exam by 6 points, and then I lost a job offer.

I pictured my life completely different. I thought I was going to be a wife. I thought I was going to be a lawyer who lived in their own place. But that isn't what happened. I was so angry at God and I was angry at myself for 'letting' this happen to me.

But I soon realized: The breakup and failing the bar exam is probably the best thing that could have happened to me.

Since I was a kid I had planned out my entire life. My life was supposed to go a particular way because if it didn't go that way that means that no one would love me.

I had convinced myself that there was no way that someone could love me unless I achieved certain things.

It got worse once I went to law school. I don't want to get super into it, because I probably will write about it one day, but it's simple to say that the law profession favors white men and makes it explicitly known.

In my law school, it was heavily propagated that the women who were successful and loved and worthy were the ones who were married, and loved by men. I put heterosexual marriage on a pedestal, thinking that the only way that this gaping hole in my heart would be filled would be by being loved and married to a man. Because I am a woman. I am a religious woman. That's what we're supposed to do right?

And I was so angry at God because I thought I did everything I was supposed to do. I did everything everyone told me to do. I did my best to keep my mouth shut. I spoke well. I studied hard. I let things slide and was gentle. I did everything everyone else told me to do and I changed myself and stifled myself even though it nearly killed me. It still wasn't enough for him. It didn't stop him from wanting to hurt me. Why am I not enough to be loved.

I was so angry... I was angry that I wasnt getting married and that I didn't have this job that brought status. But if I got married and passed that exam, I know I wouldn't have survived. I am alive because those two failures.

Those two 'failures' brought this type of freedom that I have never experienced ever. I feel like a child again. I feel true joy.

I am rediscovering who I am. Who Mo TRULY is. What she likes. What she thinks and wants to say. What she wants to be.

I am revisiting hobbies that I had let slip to the wayside. Because I had put all my energy into trying to be enough for someone who needed something I couldn’t provide. Because all my time was spent agonizing and freaking out about whether or not I would be good enough for a degree I already had and a dream I’ve had since I was a child.

I’m realizing how incredible and fulfilling my female friendships and my familial relationship is. I’ve been in two serious relationships. I’ve nearly been married. Never ever, have I felt the kind of deep and pure love in those romantic relationships that I feel from my friends and family. The love I get from my community is worth so much more to me. I feel it and accept it so much more now.

I’ve gone through so much healing. It has changed me in so many ways. I feel like I am truly connecting with people. I can smile and have joy. People I’ve known since I was in highschool are saying, “You’ve never looked better. I’ve never seen you smile like this.”

I’m taking the bar again in February. I’m nervous of course, but I’m not scared. I’m not terrified that the Earth will explode if I don’t pass. I’m not scared that my family won’t love me. I’m not doing this to gain love. I’m doing this because I want to.

Regarding romantic relationships and the future… I have no idea. Right now I’m still processing what happened to me. I forgive my ex. I won’t call him an abuser, because in our situation I don’t think he was. He wasn’t a narcissist and we did love each other. But he was going through so many things, and I couldn’t help him anymore. He needed more than I could give and wanted a life I could not have or support. We do not talk. We won’t talk. But I do wish him every happiness. I hope that things get figured out and that he lives a good life. I don’t know if I will ever get in a serious romantic relationship again. Right now I don’t see it ever happening again. But who knows. I’m 25. I have my whole life ahead of me. I feel young. And if it doesn’t happen. It’s ok. It’s more than ok. Because I have more love around me and inside than I even know what to do with.

Lessons Learned

There is no need to be perfect. I am loved by my family and my friends UNCONDITIONALLY. I don’t have to be something that I am not. I can just be me. I can just be who I am and still be worthy of love.

I am deserving of respect and a love that is gentle and kind and truthful.

When people show you who they are, believe them.

Not everyone will like you. That is OK.

I deserve to be healthy and I deserve to take time to take care of myself.

#talking with friends #asks #getting personal #growth

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as upset as i am over deleting my prev account, it has been incredible joy to see how many people reblogged my stuff with "ive reblogged this before and its still amazing" or even people who are seeing my art for the first time. its so lovely, thank you all :-) 🧡🧡🧡 i feel a lot calmer about this whole ordeal.

ok thats the short version of my musings, bit of a ramble below

it was never really about losing my followers for me, or anything like that. though that is also a reasonable thing to be upset over if youre for example trying to sell your art (or for any other reason, actually), but since that wasnt my intention, im fine with rebuilding my followerbase again. i have also noticed that, simply put, it really isn't very much about how many followers you have - what plays more of a role is whether you make fanart that resonates or not. most of my popular posts had more notes than i have followers - hence why i assume this to be true. but all that is to say, the real thing that caused me distress is a lack of archival. i have real bad memory issues, so a big thing for me is being able to archive my comings and goings on the interwebs, so that i always have a bit of a thread linking me to my past self. when a thread like that is lost, its terrifying - i know i am losing months, or even in some cases, YEARS of my past life, that i most likely won't be able to remember at all (yes, it can be that bad). but i think maybe im trying to live with it? yknow... things fall out, more things get put in. its not a good system by any means but its what i was given and i can work with it. i can learn to, at least. theres a reason i even developed such bad memory issues, and that was to keep me safe and well during my Survival Years, shall we put it. so i am not mad at myself, i should not be. maybe its fine to sometimes lose big chunks of your life. who says it has to be terrifying? my brain is just making space for more memories as it can feel our storage running out of GBs, so to speak. im still just trying to make my way through life yknow. im good. sometimes I'll forget. and people will tell me a funny story about myself that i had no idea about at all, ever. and I'll laugh just like them because it's still funny, even if its the first time i hear about it. i dunno. theres obviously bad parts of it and im not going to portray it in an Only positive light, but... im livin with it, n whatnot.

#seriously thank you so much #i feel so happy n lucky #my friends... :-) !!!!!

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mlmshipbracket · 6 months

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ROUND 1: POLL #8

ROUND 1 ALL POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

Fizzarolli/Asmodeus:

Your honor they are in love, they support each other. Asmodeus would destroy anyone that harms Fizz and he's such a supportive boyfriend.

Also they sing together and Ozzie calls Fizz froggie.

Detective Hunch Curio/Daniel Fucks:

- Hunch mentions once how whenever he doesn't know where to go, he goes to Sugah

- Dan tells Hunch that Hunch is his favorite customer

(The rest of this is big spoilers)

- Dan has almost died twice and Hunch constantly gets beat up but always bounces back. He lives on cartoon physics- he cannot die. They are perfect together.

Hunch also full on jumps on and bodyslams the person that also Killed Dan also, which is fun

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lesbianpegbar · 8 months

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IS LINK CLICK GOOD AGAIN WAS RHE FINAL GOOD

okay god so. this is complicated. i'm keeping this spoiler free lol, but i wrote an essay so if you dont wanna read that tldr this season wasn't good and this episode retains those overall issues but left me with enough intrique that im still invested if incredibly cautious and heavily jaded

i have suchhhh mixed feelings on this final episode and on season 2 as a whole. having slept on it and letting the euphoria wear off a bit, the episode as a whole was like. fine. it was emblematic of a lot of the issues ive had with the whole season so far. i think the pacing wasnt great, i think we spent way too long on flashbacks, and oh my god the fight scenes were far far too long (looking at one in particular like i did not care about those characters or their relationship). but the ending of the episode, at least in the moment, made me forget all about that and all about the problems with the whole season. it focused back on the main trio, and we saw interactions between them that made me remember why i love these characters and why i loved season 1. and there was a reveal at the end that, when watching, made me quite frankly go absolutely ape shit insane and feel like i was dying so. lol

but again, sleeping on it, while the end of the episode was a reminder of what i loved, it feels a bit hollow when placed in the context of the rest of the season. i think of how crazy the reveal was last night for me, but then i wonder how much more intense and meaningful it wouldve been had we actually spent the last 12 episodes exploring these characters instead of speedrunning a plot that nobody really cared about. in that way, it almost feels a bit insulting? that's kind of harsh, but idk how else to put it lol. like they had this great idea and strung us along with the bare minimum while making some of the worst writing decisions ive ever seen, and then finally at the end are like "hey! remember this thing! remember! arent we smart and clever and good writers!" and its just. sigh.

i think about what we couldve had had we spent this season with lu guang and cheng xiaoshi. if we had been shown them interacting more than maybe two times this season. if we had spent less time on fight scenes and cops and murder drama and actually spent time on the characters that i watched season 1 for. this season feels like something that shouldve been a film or half a season, if it even really needed to exist at all. it feels like they were twiddling their thumbs for twelve episodes because they just wanted to set up li tianchen and the big reveal at the end. and in that way its a huge disappointment, and a bit of an insult. they made me watch twelve episodes of something that feels like they barely thought about just so they could move on to their greater plot in the last five minutes of the season. this whole season feels like it was a stepping stone, a minor or transitory plot point in a greater story, which is a little iffy considering we all waited for two years just for something that felt like it barely mattered.

all in all, this season in general has just left a bad taste in my mouth. the conflict arises bc what they do get right makes me want to keep watching. i care about lu guang and cheng xiaoshi and qiao ling, like a lot. and with the reveal they did last night i want to see what's happening and there's a part of me that feels vindicated for being right about certain plot elements. am i falling for a shitty carrot on a stick? yeah, kinda, and that feels a little gross. i'll watch season 3 when it comes out and we'll see from there. i want to believe they'll turn it around and maybe now that they've gotten all this plot bullshit out of the way they'll refocus on cheng xiaoshi and lu guang, and maybe then we can all look back on this season and laugh and say "oh yeah that season sucks lol but the rest of it is so good so we just ignore it." at this point that's kind of best case scenario. which isn't a glowing review but play stupid games win stupid prizes i guess

#sorry for writing war and peace i have a lot of jumbled thoughts #link click #shi guang dai li ren #mine

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Hello, I hope somebody is listening...

Its been awhile since I've sent out a message, old sport. The last time you've heard of me, I was in great emotional distress due to being chased by monsters all week. I will try to send out a signal more frequently, so it'll be effective.

I have some things to tell you about me, old sport. I fell in love. It might seem insane to fall in love during times like these, where I am in danger non-stop, and the city gets more controlled than ever. But I met a boy, his name was Nilan. And he was so bright, shining onto me, giving me comfort and company during my bad moments. Like the moon. Sadly, he lived at the other end of the city, in the restricted area. He used to be one of the people to almost escape Universe City, but they caught him last minute. We mainly communicated through radio signals or called from old telephone cells. And I put my faith into him. My whole trust. Because, old sport, he would be released in a few months. Nilan had promised to help me get out of thr City, and for the first time I felt... hope. Maybe with his help I would not suffocate at the dirty air, or choke on water the goverment poisoned, forever.

There was one twist though... and that was to leave Toulouse behind. You know how important she is to me, old sport, but yet I was ready to take the risk and help her get out once I've run away with Nilan. In the end, it turned out to be so different. Everything went downwards when i took a risk and came to a meet up place at the border of the old industry in Universe City, to meet with Nilan's friends. Turned out, one of them was working for police. And that bastard had alarmed his colleagues.

I had to run away, no time to look back and Nilan ended up getting shot in the riot, or so I've heard. See, its not easy to get information here, but i managed to keep contact with someone from Nilan's friends. He's called Ouranus, and might not know how to flee Universe City, but he does have a lot of inside information on the people who betrayed me. We keep eacb other updated from time to time about the important things, you could say we have an alliance. Toulouse isn't really here to help me right now, seeing as she still has to hide from the Zycrepts that tried to kill her a few weeks ago, which means i have to find support somewhere else. And there Ouranus really comes in handy.

But with Nilan also died my hope. I'm telling you, old sport, my story may seem exciting and the live here like in an action movie, but really it's just tiring. I just need a fucking break from all of this. Yet, the goverment is hard and strict. They dont give breaks. They chase you until you die or they kill you. There arent any other options.

This story is why i can't have lovers or strong emotional bonds. Toulouse is already a big risk to keep around for so long, but without me... she'd have no one. She would let herself slide and the Zycrepts would kill her. By now they're literal killing machines, going after the few that managed to escape the matrix.

Running away from the Cyborgs had got me thinking. If trusting someone would inevitably result into being in constant danger or people i care about getting killed, then I'd rather stop talking to anyone at all. What would February say?

Oh February, i thought about you a lot in the past months. What would you say to all of this? Would you laugh at me while i play tricks on the robots, or would you scoff at my naivety? I cant tell... youve been away for far to long. Why did you leave me, February? Wasn't i enough? I tried to hate you for a while, you know, but it wasnt possible. I am unable to hate such a shining person like you, such a bright flame in a pit of darkness. I miss you...

Back to reality, old sport, there's no time for daydreams. Whenever I have to go buy weapons, food or just non-poisonous water, I disguise myself. Put on one of those masks that stick directly to the face and are almost invisible, wear a wig, and some clothes from a guy i murdered. And when i am there, in public, surrounded by so many other people that are slowly turned into machines, I get scared. What if someone catches me? What if my masks losens or my wig falls off? But i guess I've been lucky, over the past months I've learned how to blend in more and better. This means more information, more actually healthy food and water and sadly paying less attention to things. Yesterday, I swear i saw May- the one who betrayed me- out of the corner of my eye, but before i could get a chance to look again, he was gone. My concentration's slipping, and that's not good.

I think if i wouls stay on air for longer, the Zycrepts might catch up on someone sending a radio signal, which would mean that the city would start to monitor the radio too, which we don't want, right, old sport?

Radio Silence out.

#radio silence #universe city #radio #podcast #hello i hope somebody is listening #episode 2 #life #love #trust #beware of the zycrepts

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well hello, new moot,, finally exposing myself as the thirsty for robbie anon (along with many others) even though it was the most obvious thing in the world,,,, ive kept in mind that one time you asked me to tag you if i ever wrote anything this whole time so yes will 100% tag you whenever i post one of my robbie wips (also would you want to be tagged in all or just the first one?) i was planning to expose myself in that post after tagging you lol and again!! THANK YOUUUUU for all you do<3 ALSO IM SORRY BUT IM INSANE AND I GET SO LIKE IN MY HEAD LIKE "well this persons only ever interacted with me while im on anon so itd be weird if i wasnt at any point so i cant and ahsgsjasbbs" soooo i apologize even though i dont really even need to apologize i guess but i still feel bad sometimes because thats made my interactions with people much more limited and oh god am i venting to a new moot oh god not again

Hey there, lovely mutual! 💙

Yeah I figured out it was you pretty quickly 😅 Like I was 99% sure. BUT! That doesn't matter. Anon is anon and assuming makes an ass out of you and me and all that.

I'd be happy if you tag me in anything you write for Robbie. Our small circle of Robbie fans must be fed and I would hate to miss something. But only if it isn't too much work for you! I struggle with keeping tag lists working personally so no hard feelings if you forget or decide not to tag people.

There really is no need to be sorry. The anon function is there for a reason. Sometimes being percieved is fucking terrifying even online and with as anonymous as most tumblr accounts can be. I send mutuals a bunch of things on anon too because I feel like I am being too awkward or too something so I think I get how you feel. And that's ok. If it makes you feel more comfortable you can still send me asks on anon (even if we both know it's you). I will never judge someone for that.

I am sorry though that I might have crushed your big reveal because that sounded like a very cool plan 😔

#thank you for that message #it's really sweet and you don't have to worry at all #and you're not really venting or at least it doesn't feel like that too me if you're actually worried about that #also for some reason the tumblr app won't let me edit shit anymore and my phone is where my reaction memes are #so you will sadly have to do without today i am very sorry

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I’d like to request Big sister headcannons(platonic of course) with Kyoko,Kaede,Mikan, Mahiru, and Sakura where their little brother got into a fight at his middle school and REALLY beat the dogshit out of the other kid because he was talking shit. the little brother got a few minor couple cuts and bruises but the kid he was fighting got SIGNIFICANTLY more damage. All his peers and classmates recorded the fight and it was all over social media such as snapchat and instagram so there was little chance the older sister wasnt gonna find out. The little brother walked in the front door with headphones on playing no music was looking down while frantically and quickly trying to walk to his room because he didn’t wanna get scolded by his big sister lmfao.(even tho Mikan doesnt seem like the type to scold)Even if they asked if he got in a fight he would attempt to lie and say no and make up some dumb excuse

Thats about it pretty much. Also I’m really glad you’re back, def one of my favorite writers of tumblr! Hope you have good rest of your day.

Hey anon! I'm so happy to hear I'm one of your favorite writers, it's such an honor. I've never gotten a sibling request before, so I hope I captured this in a way you like! Enjoy :)

-Mod Celeste

Big sister! Kyoko, Kaede, Mikan, Mahiru and Sakura confrontation + comfort after a fight at school:

Kyoko:

-You can't hide ANYTHING from her. She'd seen the video of course, and had an expression of "you're in trouble, mister!"

-Snatching the headphones aside, she'd calmly ask if there's something you'd like to say.

-There's no point in lying, her Detective senses are too good! So you cave.

-"Now, now. Don't get worked up... I want you to apologize to the school and leave that boy alone. I know why you did what you did, but you're better than this."

-Stern as she is, she still loves you. She'd patch you up and grab you some juice as a peace offering.

Kaede:

-More than anything, she was worried about you! Her little brother, in a fight? No way!

-A mutual friend had told her, and she was worried sick. When you got home, you didn't even make it to your room before she tackled you in a interrogatory hug.

-"Are you hurt?? What did he do?? WHY did you punch him so many times??" Realizing you couldn't answer suffocated, she'd let go.

-Begrudgingly, you explained. She sighed, concern evident in her voice. She put a hand on your shoulder and looked you straight in the eyes.

-"Listen, buddy. I know you're super strong about your morals, and this guy upset you... but let's be a little more proactive next time! I know you can do that."

-Kaede is the forgive and forget type, so no need to dwell on it. She'd play you your favorite song to feel better about things!

Mikan:

-Oh, she'd be worried sick. She was actually a part-time nurse at your school, so she found out before you could even get home.

-"y/n to the nurse's office please!" Oh God, who let her use the PA? She would only ever be outspoken for you.

-You skulk to the office, annoyed. She sees you crashes into your bag, aiming to hug you... and missing, of course.

-Mikan didn't care about the circumstances, the motive, any of that. She wept (more like a sob in her case) and asked where you were hurt, what you needed, and if you were okay.

-She got to work before you could even answer. Ditzy as she is, nursing is still her talent.

-Afterwards, she'd try to find the right words. Mikan is constantly trying to be the best big sister, even if she doesn't really know how. "Uh, sweetie... I know you didn't mean to get in trouble, but, um, you know violence isn't right! It's my job to help patch up people, and well... I don't want you to end up in here again!!! Understand?" The last part was more of a feeble plea.

-You couldn't stand to see your sister sad, so you agreed. That day you left school with more sugar-free lollipops than you could eat.

Mahiru:

-She does NOT stand for violence. You knew that. "Oh God, she's gonna kill me," is definitely what ran through your head.

-Mahiru, to you, seemed omniscient: "Why are you in such a hurry, huh? Did you maybe PICK A FIGHT YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE?"

-She scared you sometimes. Not in a bad way, just in the typical "scared straight" sense. She'd come into your room, pull up a chair, and begin her spiel.

-"Okay, bro. I shouldn't have to say this, but... fights just aren't okay. Ever. But hey it's over now, so just try to resolve it peacefully next time. I know you're a good kid at heart, so let's act like it."

-She knew you were afraid of her reaction, so she let you off easy. You're her brother after all... she just wants what's best for you.

Sakura:

-simply the best big sister, I don't make the rules

-She has a good sense for when something is wrong. Around you, she is always gentle but firm.

-Sakura never confronts you, or scolds. She simply asks what is on your mind. A wonderful listener, that girl. And you feel safe enough to tell her everything, every time.

-She takes in your story, and pats you on the back. "Well dear, what's done is done. You know from watching me that fights have their purpose... but this one was not productive. All we can do is make better choices in the future, and strive to be better people. After all, people aren't bad at heart, they just make bad choices once in a while. Let's relax for a while, okay?"

-She'll give you a hug, and then some space to decompress. Later that night, you'll find a plate of dinner waiting for you.

#danganronpa #danganronpa headcanons #platonic x reader #big sister #kyoko kirigiri #kaede akamatsu #mahiru koizumi #sakura ogami #mikan tsumiki

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