#does anyone else when talking to their cats address them by their names and then add cat afterwards. like my cat madi KNOWS her name is

[genderisareligion]

Sorry for all the personal posts lately but I'm legitimately scared for my life and can't leave the state I'm in right now. I have no idea what to do, pretty much no one I've ever known is helping me because I'm under a conservatorship I don't even remember agreeing to and can't possibly afford the lawyer to get me out of this. Not trying to be dramatic at all, I want to live, I don't feel suicidal, but I'm literally out of options, can't afford to feed myself the way I need to with this horrible eating disorder from Autism and childhood neglect, and feel death is imminent unless I agree to go back to these strange psych wards she can send me to where they can break the law freely like she can for some reason.

My mother is content to have me drive around in a giant van full of my things and my 5 year old cat, days after just being thrown into solitary confinement for no reason I was aware of (see pinned post), days after being denied not one but two public defenders that I am legally owed, because she's too immature to open the garage with MY LOCK AND KEY ON IT to just let me either put the rest of my things in there out of her sight or take everything and take it somewhere else. Where though??? She's spoken to almost everyone I know somehow, family friends anyone and told them whatever the fuck she wants about me, I guess, I don't get to speak for myself or correct it, even my "best friend" last year has completely blocked me. For some reason they believe her despite her ugly ass "son" (excuse for a living being) being a fucking rapist who she will protect to the death. HUH? Were you all faking the feminism allyship that entire time, like the 9-10 years you knew me, some of you? I'm about to start posting names because that's fucking insane.

I have the video and will post it, she called the police last night because I was parked behind her house out of necessity. Fresh out of the illegal solitary, spent like 8 hours getting "home," only for my landlord via the snake filled women's center (long story) to try and kick me out immediately and attempt to call the cops again if I'm not fast enough. What happens when I get to my mother's? Same shit, she's talking to me like I'm the r-slur they still say willy willy so I put my headphones in. That's illegal too, now I can't be anywhere near her house or she will have me arrested. Last night, and just about an hour ago (what my video is from).

THIS MORNING I CALLED THE POLICE ON HER because I wanted to know how the fuck she can do this and keep me away from the rest of my shit and my shit in her garage and refuse to give my cat a home even though she adopted him, when she is obviously my conservator and my disability checks have to go there and she has unnecessary financial and social control of everything right now. The only reason my address isn't where I've actually lived on the ID is because some other woman my mother spoke to got me drunk and stole my ID so that I had to put my ex's address on it. Collectively trying to isolate me out there to... what? FOR WHAT? Be trapped with the "woman" who's planning on beating me and choking me?

If you have it in you please boost this to let people know what's going on with me and why I'm not posting the same at all. Does anyone have any idea what the fuck I do??? Cannot afford a lawyer whatsoever would have to be entirely pro bono, so I'm screwed.

I don't want to die. My own mother wants me to. Unsure what to do

#shadow.txt

[teecupangel]

Submitted by @saberamane​

Long boring day at work with nothing to do but daydream so…

Modern AU, Desmond x your pick

Desmond, a bartender, is unlucky in love. Not because he’s unattractive, or boring to talk to, or offensive. But because of what’s in his apartment.

A pet. Or pets, more like. Of which Desmond loves dearly, and everyone else hates, to the point that it ends the relationship.

Desmond has snakes. Three to be exact. All rather docile and friendly, and only dangerous to his love life.

                       WARNING FOR SNAKES BELOW

His ‘palmetto’ morph corn snake Lucy. (Mostly white with sparse speckles of gray and orange.) 

His Honduran Milk Snake Becca. 

And, his pride and joy (don’t tell Lucy or Becca) Eden, his Albino ball python. 

He lives in a 2 bedroom ground floor apartment, the 2nd bedroom is where all his snakes are kept.

Every relationship, without fail, ends when the 'snake room’ is discovered. Even if they’ve been dating for months.

Desmond has pretty much stopped dating at this point. He’s tired of getting hurt. (And being told to choose between his love interest and the three things that bring meaning to his life. The things that keep him going because they need him.)

His next 'relationship’ is completely accidental. A one night stand that happened again and again until they were running into each other in random places, and then meeting for coffee or lunch.

Desmond absolutely DOES NOT bring them back to his apartment. Until he does. Because he loves to hurt himself.

The second bedroom is not addressed, the door staying closed. Until several weeks later when Desmond wakes up and finds himself alone in bed. He finds his lover in the second bedroom, his heart stopping, knowing what was going to come next.

He did not expect to be asked what color morph, exactly, Lucy was. Or where he got Eden. Or why Becca was staring so intently at the lid of her enclosure.

Desmond can only describe the next hours as a miracle, his lover taking Eden out of her cage without a single ounce of fear, holding her expertly and talking to her like most people do dogs and cats.

Desmond decides, this relationship has to work out if it kills him. He will never find someone else quite like this again. (He’s already fallen so hard…)

HAPPY ENDING??

(I’m not a huge fan of snakes myself, for trauma reasons, but I can admire that they are beautiful creatures. And hell spawn at the same time. Why no legs? Why so fast with no legs? Sorry to anyone else who gets squirmy with snake pics. I honestly have no idea why this came to me.)

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Additions from teecup:

It would be fun if Desmond’s past relationships were shown like a montage: one sentence for each and they’re not named but each of their sentence hints at their identity like “One of them even had the gall to demand Desmond choose between him and his babies, only to stomp out of the apartment like a spoiled brat when Desmond retorted angrily (and not at all seriously) that he had no legs to stand on since Desmond never demanded he stopped talking to his sister every five goddamn minutes”. Something that shows just the kind of pain (and headache) Desmond had to go thru while giving a little ‘nudgenudgewinkwink’ at who those past lovers had been.

As for the snakes, I kinda like the idea that Eden is the oldest of them and she’s Desmond’s favorite because Desmond was there when she was hatched. She’s actually the only remaining offspring of Desmond’s first snake (… shall we call her Minerva? XD) so Desmond watched Eden grow up, making Eden his baby and ‘first born’. Eden would be the most ‘ sociable’ of his babies, having been born and raised by Desmond with love and care so, to her, humans are nice people.

Lucy would be ‘unplanned’. Desmond was just in the pet store he buys supplies for Eden shopping for something to get for Eden’s enclosure and the owner (maybe Clay? Or, if we want someone a bit older, Piri or maybe even Gavin?) would tell him about this ‘palmetto’ morph that needs a new home, taken from a neglectful (and maybe even abusive) owner and they thought Desmond would be perfect since he’s such a good owner. Lucy’s the shiest of the three and likes to hide in the small hollow log that’s part of her enclosure but she’s also the clingiest among the three when it concerns Desmond.

Rebecca, on the other hand, was a pet Desmond got on the suggestion of the snake owner forum he’s part of when he posted he was thinking of getting a new baby (maybe to celebrate something? His 25th birthday? Getting a raise at work? Maybe even something adorkable like ‘I’ve been caffeine free for 6 months’). Rebecca’s the newest of the bunch, the baby-est of the babies, and she loves slithering out of her enclosure whenever the lid is opened, mostly to curl on Desmond’s wrist for a while until Desmond puts her back inside.

As for the pairing, there are a lot of pairings that would work for this one since most of them wouldn’t be scared of snakes (although a few of them would definitely be surprised if the snakes did a sneak ‘attack’/hello on them).

Of course, I would totally say Altaïr because it’s me, you know me, and he could be like a college professor. It would be fun if he was like a history professor that has a popular mythology/folklore class in the nearby college and the main reason why he’s okay with snakes is because his college thesis had been about how mythology and folklore describe snakes. It would probably make Desmond happy to hear someone talk about the positive view humans have about snakes, like the Rainbow Serpent Yurlungur who created the world.

Also, Altaïr is one of the few AC characters I can totally see saying this without even a hint of embarrassment:

“There’s also the Ouroboros, usually shown depicting a snake biting its own tail. It’s supposed to symbolize…” His eyes were focused on Desmond as he continued, “Eternity.”

(seriously, if we get Altaïr as the lover, the happy ending would be him proposing to Desmond with a ring shaped like an Ouroboros, a symbol of ‘eternity’)

#submission #no usual tags because #altdes #i will be tagging #cw snakes #cw snake #tw snake #tw snakes #as well as #cw animal abuse #tw animal abuse #okay so full disclosure #i’ve been playing xenoblade chronicles 3 future redeemed #so it’s really not surprising #that this has the ouroboros in it #fic trivia #i guess? #there’s one altdes fic idea i have that is meant to be titled ‘ouroboros’ #because symbolism!

[meltingmeninthesunshine]

I saw a post like this and I wanted to try it. what I think of each member of gvf 🙆🏼‍♀️

jake: a sweet old soul. naturally shy but not shy enough to not start a conversation with you at a bar. will remember your cat’s name and ask about them next time he sees you. cares too much what people think of him. knows he’s pretty but doesn’t know how pretty and probably doesn’t believe it either. has a superpower for music, was literally born to be a musician. is the most emotional member of the band but will never admit it. he knows exactly what to do if you start crying and you never know how he does it (like magic). will find the quietest person in the room and go compliment them. cares about family more than anyone knows. stares at the darkness of a new moon 🌙

josh: genuinely misunderstood almost all of the time. will say the first thing that comes to mind and doesn’t process it until 30 seconds later. will stay up all night to talk and laugh with you (the most you will ever laugh). has a joke for everything. has a love for humans and human nature that not many people do nor understand. best person to tell a secret to except there is a possibility he will tell jake your secret (only jake though). will make you pull over the car to take a photo of the sunset. he’ll also show you that photo at least 3 times that night. will do face masks with you on self care nights. reminds you that the sun keeps the earth alive every single day ☀️

sam: fireball. will go to war for his friends and family so don’t try him. can’t handle awkward silence but sometimes makes things more awkward by telling jokes at the wrong time. can make you cry from laughing though. can make any socializing event a good time. brightens up a room when he walks in (he knows this). tells you the most disturbing fact at 4 in the morning as if it’s a normal thing to think about. will get an attitude for free. will mention how dirty city streets are every time you visit. points out butterflies when he sees one and addresses them by very human names 🦋

danny: angel on earth. will do anything to make sure you feel comfortable. stays kind of quiet for the first half of hanging out and then out of nowhere BOOM! he’s the loudest and funniest guy in the room. has an insane amount of patience, like mom-award-of-the-year kind of patience. remembers your fave song and recommends similar sounding music to you. points out cows on long drives. keeps a journal of dumb things he’s stopped a kiszka from doing. understands the kiszkas more than anyone else on earth. will finish your beer if you can’t. will reach things on the top shelf for you without you asking. will stop mid conversation to smell flowers 💐

#greta van fleet #jake kiszka #josh kiszka #sam kiszka #danny wagner #Idk who started this sorry :( #But I loved it so thank you ❤️

[evita-shelby]

Nothing More Difficult than Love

Chapter 22

Gif by: @thomasshelbyltd

I'm back, still no definite schedule lol

Cw: slight racism,homophobia and use of a slur, some antisemitism and memtions of past death in the family.

Grace’s first gala as the future Mrs. MacMillan in New York is met with curious stares and stifled gasps.

“She tried to have Mr. Riley's poor niece deported, so she could steal her husband. What a tramp!” She overhears a society woman tell Clive’s mother and dough faced sisters.

“Mrs. de Souza says she isn’t to be trusted with proper ladies like Miss. MacMillan nor with your good and honest Clive.”

“Miss Burgess is a witch from hell, Mr. Riley told my husband that we are not to invite her to any events he will be attending. He cannot stand her.”

It was then that Grace had had enough and sought refuge in the empty library.

Or at least it had seemed empty when she closed the doors behind her.

“You must've thought you’d seen the last of us.” Israel de Souza smirked as he and the Jew appeared drinking wine on the large emerald green couch.

“I did.” The blonde admits wondering what sort of thing he has up his sleeve.

“Uncle wants you killed, as does Churchill and the Crown, but Eva wants you to live.” The queer man says as he pretends this is was just innocent small talk.

He was harmless, not a soldier, not a criminal.

That faggot wouldn’t hurt her.

The Jew, however, was a legend amongst the agents of the Crown.

She had been one of their best before she handed her resignation and started working independently.

Florence, that was the name she had used at the wedding, was skilled enough to make her death look like an accident.

“Why to feed off my misery?” she asks with a scoff.

“No, believe it or not, Eva is not as pro-murder as the rest of us.” Israel explained as he poured her some whiskey. “Had you touched anyone else, they would’ve killed you with their bare hands after hunting you for sport, but Eva says her killing days are in the past and thinks you’re not a real threat like your former superior.”

“There is a gangster in Boston, Irish mobster named Jack Nelson. He works for the Americans from time to time, and he needs a high society wife of Irish blood now that his good friend, Mr. Roosevelt, has his eye on the White House. If you were to marry him, the Crown wouldn’t be able to touch you.” Florence speaks, still as friendly and charming as she had when they met, but this time Grace knows better.

She placed her trust on the wrong people and now she was here thanking a Jew for her mercy.

Her father would be turning in his grave, he had raised her to dislike those who weren't like them and now she owed her life to two mexicans and jewish woman.

“Funny, isn’t it? You are now to marry the Thomas Shelby of America if you don’t want the government you served to kill you.” Israel smirked.

"You wanted Eva’s husband and now you have Eva’s life." Florence chuckled. "Exiled. Hated by her own people. Marrying a gangster you've never met.

Karma never loses an address, doesn’t it?”

Three weeks later, Grace Helen Burgess Curran marries John Patrick ‘Jack’ Nelson in a lavish affair worthy of a queen.

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“I haven’t had a vision in almost two months.” She whispers when she just can’t fall asleep at night. Tommy can’t sleep either, he’s tried when Eva’s insomnia acts up and Eva can’t sleep when he’s up at night.

“Has that happened before?” he asks pulling her close, letting her snuggle up against him like cat.

“After Gabriel---” she tries to say the words, but the knot in her throat won’t let them pass.

“We’ll go to the midwife tomorrow if you’re worried about Charlie.” He’s afraid too, its there she can feel it in the air.

They’d named their baby boy, they’d bought all the things for him, she feels him alive inside her, it can’t be that. She’d die if their baby died inside of her.

Eva shook her head. She knows it’s not that.

“No, I need to consult a witch.”

#eva smith shelby #tommy shelby x oc #thomas shelby x oc #thomas shelby fanfic #peaky blinders fanfiction #thomas shelby #thomas shelby imagine #oc fanfiction #tommy shelby fanfic #peaky blinder fanfic #grace burgess x jack nelson

[politesper]

TMOHS HONORIFICS REFERENCE

a few of my buddies supported the idea of me making a bit of a reference for how the tmohs characters canonically refer to each other. so, i decided to do just that! i'm really only going through and picking out relevant characters, as non-relevant characters aren't really given names to be addressed by. everything under the cut because this is long. anyone is free to reblog this.

CHARACTER  DEFAULTS: - KYON  by  default  refers  to  people  by  just  last  name.  he  seems  to  add  -san  onto  that  if  the  person  is  older  than  him. - HARUHI  will  use  lastname-san  on  average,  but  tends  to  jump  to  just  last  name  or  first  name.  she's  inconsistent,  though. - YUKI  and  KUYOH  will  not  refer  to  anyone  by  name  if  they  do  not  know  their  first  and  last  name.  if  their  first/last  names  aren't  known  to  the  audience  yuki  will  describe  them  "the  cat"  /  "that  human"  /  "that  time  traveler"  or  solely  refer  to  them  by  their  pronouns  when  it  is  clear  in  context. - MIKURU  is  polite  by  default;  lastname-san. - ITSUKI  is  polite  by  default;  lastname-san.  will  occasionally  refer  to  people  by  their  full  names  when  monologuing. - RYOKO  and  EMIRI  often  use  lastname-san  but  will  refer  to  people  by  full  name  on  occasion.  especially  when  discussing  things  in  the  context  of  their  goals. - TSURUYA  is  similar  to  kyon  with  a  tendency  towards  giving  people  nicknames. - FUJIWARA  more  often  just  describes  people,  usually  in  a  derogatory  manner,  rather  then  call  them  by  name.  when  he  does  use  names,  it  seems  he  defaults  to  just  last  names  without  honorific  or  using  their  full  name. - EVERYONE  ELSE  can  be  assumed  to  use  lastname-san  for  people  by  default.  it's  just polite.

KYON  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - KYON  by  the   majority  of  people.  we  do  not  hear  his  real  name  even  once  in  the  series,  thus  no  one  is  seen  using  it  for  him.  though  we  can  assume  teachers  and  his  parents  do. - KYON-KUN  by  mikuru,  tsuruya,  and  his  little  sister. - KYOROSUKE  once  by  tsuruya - NOTHING  by  yuki,  emiri,  ryoko,  and  kuyoh.  these  few  only  refer  to  kyon  in  the  second  person  “this/that  person/human”  or  just  “you”.  as  we  do  not  see  them  talk  about  him  when  he  is  not  present  we  are  unsure  how  they  reference  him  when  he  is  not  around,  but  we  can  infer  that  they  do  not  use  “kyon”  as  it  is  a  plot  point  in  “snowy  mountain  syndrome”  that  yuki  would  have  not  called  kyon  by  his  nickname. - KYAM  by  T.  (NOTE:  she  once  also  called  him  kyami). - SENPAI  by  yasumi.  no  name,  just  senpai.

HARUHI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - SUZUMIYA-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - SUZUMIYA  by  taniguchi  and  fujiwara.  kyon  also  calls  her  this  at  the  beginning  of  melancholy  before  getting  to  know  her  better. - HARUHI  by  kyon  (NOTE:  kyon  once  considered  starting  to  call  her  by  “haru”  or  “haru-chan”  but  decided  against  it). - HARU-NYAN  by  tsuruya-  and  kyon’s  sister  who  picked  it  up  from  her.  tsuruya  will  switch  between  this  and  suzumiya-san. - HARLS  by  tsuruya. - HARU  by  T. - FULL  NAME  by  yuki  and  kuyoh.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  her  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default. - ???  we  do  not  see  yasumi  refer  to  haruhi,  so  we  do  not  know  what  she  calls  her.  it  can  be  assumed  it  is  either  suzumiya-senpai  or  haruhi-senpai,  but  it’s  hard  to  say.

YUKI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - NAGATO-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - NAGATO  by  kyon and  taniguchi. - YUKI-CHAN  by  tsuruya  (she  switches). - YUKI  by  haruhi  (NOTE:  haruhi  called  her  yuki-chan  and  yuki-san  both  exactly  once  at  the  beginning  of  the  series,  but  has  never  used  either  since  then).  kyon’s  sister  also  calls  her  this. - YUKKIKO  by  tsuruya (she  switches). - NAGATOCCHI  by  tsuruya  (she  switches). - FULL NAME  by  kuyoh.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  her  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default. - ???  we  do  not  see  yasumi  refer  to  haruhi,  so  we  do  not  know  what  she  calls  her.  it  can  be  assumed  it  is  either  suzumiya-senpai  or  haruhi-senpai,  but  it’s  hard  to  say.

MIKURU  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - ASAHINA-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her.  (NOTE:  while  this  is  kyon’s  default,  when  he  first  met  her  he  called  her  asahina-senpai  before  switching  to  this). - ASAHINA-SENPAI  by yasumi. - MIKURU  by  tsuruya. - MIKURU-CHAN  by  haruhi.  (NOTE:  she  signs  a  letter  to  kyon  referring  to  herself  as  mikuru-chan). - FULL  NAME  by  yuki  and  kuyoh.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  her  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default.  (NOTE:  itsuki  once  tried  to  refer  to  mikuru  by  her  full  name,  but  kyon  told  him  not  to  say  her  first  name.  he  has  never  done  this  since and sticks to asahina-san).

ITSUKI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - KOIZUMI-SAN  by  kyoko,  unlike  other  characters  this  is  not  usually  how  he  is  referred  to  by  default. - KOIZUMI-KUN  by  haruhi,  tsuruya (she  switches),  mikuru,  and  kyon’s  sister.  a  majority  of  the  female  characters  in  the  cast  have  this  as  their  default. - KOIZUMI  by  kyon,  the  student  council  president, and  all  members  of  the  agency.  T  also  sometimes  calls  him  this.  a  majority  of  the  male  characters  in  the  cast  have  this  as  their  default. - ITSUKI-SAN  by  tsuruya  (she  switches). - IKKI  by  T.  (NOTE:  she  will  sometimes  add  his  last  name:  “ikki  koizumi”). - FULL NAME  by  yuki  and  kuyoh.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  his  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default. - ???  we  do  not  see  yasumi  refer to itsuki, so we don't know what she calls him. it can be assumed it is either koizumi-senpai or itsuki-senpai, but it's hard to say.

RYOKO  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - ASAKURA-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - ASAKURA  by  kyon,  haruhi,  and  all  members  of  the  agency.  taniguchi  sometimes  calls  him  this.  a  majority  of  the  male  characters  in  the  cast  have  this  as  their  default. (NOTE:  kyon  and  haruhi  sometimes  call  her  asakura-san,  but  not  very  often  and  never  when  she’s  around) - FULL  NAME  by  yuki  and  (presumably) kuyoh.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  her  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default.

TSURUYA  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - TSURUYA-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - TSURUYA-SENPAI  by  T. - TSURUYA  by  T and haruhi. - TSURU-CHAN  by  haruhi.

EMIRI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - KIMIDORI-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - FULL  NAME  by  yuki  and  (presumably) kuyoh.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  her  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default.

SASAKI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - SASAKI-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - SASAKI  by  kyon,  taniguchi,  and  fujiwara.

FUJIAWARA  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - FUJIAWARA  by a  majority  of  people  in  the  past  (who  aren’t  yuki  or  kuyoh).  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  him. - FUJIWARA-KUN  by  sasaki.

KYOKO  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - TACHIBANA-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - TACHIBANA   by  kyon. - FULL  NAME by  yuki  and  kuyoh.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  her  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default.  this  is  also  the  way  itsuki  and  fujiwara  are  seen  referring  to  her  most  often,  though  itsuki  also  uses  “tachibana-san.”

KUYOH  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - KUYOH-SAN  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - SUOH-SAN  by  kunikida,  but  he  also  uses  kuyoh-san.. - KUYOH  by  fujiwara,  taniguchi,  and  kyon. - FULL  NAME  by  yuki.  a  lot  of  supernatural  characters  (especially  aliens)  will  occasionally  use  her  full  name  as  well,  but  it  is  not  anyone  else’s  default.

YASUMI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - ???  we  do  not  know  the  usual  default  for  her,  since  she  only  interacts  with  the  brigade.  we  can  assume  it  is  watahashi-san,  based  off  average  language  conventions. - YASUMI-CHAN  by  haruhi  and  mikuru. - YASUMI  by  kyon- FULL  NAME  by  itsuki,  surprisingly  enough.  yuki  does  not  ever  address  her  by  name,  it  is  unsure  if  this  is  just  a  coincidence  or  intentional  giving  yasumi’s  true  identity.  however,  it  is  not  unsafe  to  assume  kuyoh  and  yuki  may  refer  to  her  this  way  as  well  given  their  defaults.

OTTILIE  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS... - T  by  everyone who  isn’t  yuki  or  (presumably)  kuyoh.  if  a  major  character  isn’t  mentioned  as  doing  otherwise  below,  this  is  what  they  call  her. - MYSCLUB T by kyon (but he mostly calls her T, i just thought this was a funny instance). - LIE  by  tsuruya. - FULL  NAME  by  no  one  that  thing  is  so  fucking  long.

TANIGUCHI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS  JUST  TANIGUCHI  BY  EVERYONE. KUNIKIDA  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS  JUST  KUNIKIDA  BY  EVERYONE. MORI  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS  MORI-SAN  BY  EVERYONE.

KYON’S  SISTER  IS  REFERRED  TO  AS  LIL’  SIS  (OR  “KYON’S  SISTER”)  BY  EVERYONE.

FOR  EVERY  OTHER  CHARACTER,  REFER  BACK  TO  DEFAULT  OR  LOOK  AT  THEIR  CANON  TITLE  (EX:  THE  COMPUTER  CLUB  PRESIDENT).

#〈 ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ 〉 : ♙ → ooc ╱ i have koizumi brain rot. #ok to rb.

[pleasetakethis]

all of ‘em for the rnm ask meme 🤭❤️

Yessss!!! Link to the original in case anyone else wants to reblog/play.

Who is your favourite Rick and Morty Character? This is like asking my favorite It's Always Sunny character... because I love them all for their terribleness. Probably Rick, though Rick wouldn't be nearly as compelling without Morty. Favorite side character would be Squanchyyyyy or Mr. Nimbus.

Which Beth is the clone: Domestic Beth or Space Beth? As a mom, I want to say Domestic Beth is the real one because a parent wouldn't leave their kids... except this is Beth Smith we're talking about, so I think Domestic Beth is the clone. I think our "scared little overachiever" pursued freedom when she knew her family had a fallback.

Do you think that Rick-C137 and Rick Prime were previously romantically involved? "Infinite shit happens." Yes, absolutely.

What do you think would be a good name for Birdperson and Tammy's daughter? Phoenixperson II aka PP aka Peepa (terrible The Office reference).

How many seasons do you think Rick and Morty will eventually have? No clue but I'm here for alllll of them.

Rick C-137: smash or pass? Smash.

Who is your favourite Rick and Morty villain? Evil Morty. I love that manipulative little asshole who found a way out.

Your favourite Rick and Morty episode? How do you pick just one ;_; For Rick's character development, I'd say Rickternal Friendshine of the Spotless Mort. Seeing Rick deal with his feelings for others always hits me hard because he spends so much time denying those feelings. For fun, I'd go with Mort Dinner Rick Andre because I love Mr. Nimbus and I also love seeing Jessica become more than just Morty's obsession.

Your least favourite Rick and Morty episode? One Crew over the Crewcoo's Morty (the popular choice seems to be Claw and Hoarder: Special Ricktim's Morty but I love the slut dragons--currently fostering four cats for a friend while said friend is moving, the youngest is female and going through her first heat, and I will randomly mimic the wizard when she's yowling: "You slut! Shame on you! Shame, you slut! You slutty, slutty slut!" I am giving her lots of lovings and she has a heating pad, though, so she's okay).

Who is your least favourite Rick and Morty character? Beth and Jerry without character development (pre-separation).

What is, in your opinion, the worst thing that Rick C-137 has ever done? Real answer: use his grandson the way he does (codependent, grooming, the list goes on and on). Fan answer: torn between taking Morty's memories and the "save a point in time device" from Vat of Acid.

Do you think that Rick and Morty will be affected substantially by having to change the voice actor for Rick and Morty and a bunch of other characters? Affected, yes. Substantially... I don't know but I'll give anything a shot, especially since Adult Swim did the right thing dropping JR. The cool thing about the show is that there are infinite (heh) ways they can address this, if they choose to address it at all, so I'm excited to see what happens next.

What's a good Rick and Morty blog? All the Rick and Morty peeps I follow are awesome! I hesitate to recommend anyone I don't interact with because DNIs pop up all the time based on stuff I saved in my drafts and later go to queue and have to delete because they have some hateful anti/TERF rhetoric going on, so check out my reblogs and likes to find my favorites. :D

Who is the Rick and Morty character that you relate to the most? This ties back in with IASIP. I don't really relate to any of them, I just enjoy them and their fucked up relationships and situations.

The funniest Rick and Morty bit/scene, in your opinion? This is the one that hooked me on the show, the moment I knew I was a goner for these assholes: Butter robot: What is my purpose? Rick: Pass the butter. (Butter robot passes butter) Rick: Thank you. […] Butter robot: What is my purpose? Rick: You pass butter. Butter robot: [looks at its hands] Oh my god. Rick: Yeah, welcome to the club, pal.

Best Rick and Morty season? My favorite so far has been season 6 (they did such a good job with character development, including Rick backsliding into his obsession with Prime--just chef's kiss).

Worst Rick and Morty season? I've enjoyed all of them so far for different reasons. Much like some of my other favorites (The Office, IASIP), I would say push through season 1 if you're unsure and wait until you get through season 2 before you make a decision about the show.

Would you stop watching the show if Justin Roiland returned? I don't know. Depends on whether a public statement was involved and how much responsibility he took for his actions (versus playing it off). I can't listen to Marilyn Manson anymore (because Brian Warner is an abusive POS) and that band was formative during my middle + high school years (almost as important to me as NIN and I would mourn that loss if Trent Reznor turned out to be trash). Roiland coming back might ruin the show for me.

Your favourite Rick and Morty quote? Hard to pick but right now it would be: "Nobody exists on purpose, nobody belongs anywhere, everybody's gonna die. Come watch TV." This gets me right in the feels because it's true. Life is short, probably meaningless, so might as well enjoy while we're here and have a chance... because this all ends.

If you had to be one member of the Smith family in the next season, who would you want to be? Ooo, I'd want to be Space Beth.

#rick and morty #ask games #mortysanchez #THANK YOU FOR ASKING :D #this was fun!!! #ramble about shitty people incoming #k but seriously #i'm so fucking mad underneath it all over the brian warner shit #don't confuse your persona with your humanity ffs #he completely ruined three or four albums that meant a whole lot to me as a teen #the silver lining: i saw mm and rob zombie in concert a few years ago and was unimpressed by mm #he put on a shit performance and didn't come back out to do helter skelter with rob zombie because he was 'sick' #rob zombie on the other hand #was a-fucking-mazing #the energy he gives to his shows - even in bumfuck west virginia - is incredible #he started his set by playing country roads over the PA #no joke #everyone sang along bc hello west virginia #he did a circle around the floor and shook hands with people in seats too #so impressed by him as an artist #anyway #so it's okay if people we once appreciated turn out to be trash #because others will rise up in their place to show us that hope is not lost and there are decent people out there #fuck justin roiland #and #fuck brian warner #bri rambles

[goldenjedikenobi99]

A Lion's Pride, a Stag's Fury - 1

Hello there! This is my first story. It is also posted on FF.net and AO3 under the same name. I had taken quite a long break away from it, but recently I started writing again. So, to give myself more time for the next chapter I decided to post the first chapters here. I hope you enjoy it!

Summary:

After the battle of the Bells, a goshawk arrives in Casterly Rock carrying a message for Robert Baratheon. Tywin Lannister makes a simple decision that will alter destiny itself.

Chapter 1: Tywin I

"Tywin?"

The gentle voice of his brother made him turn his head sharply from the serene view of Lannisport. He hadn't heard his door open. He had once again been thinking of Jaime while breathing in the fresh air when Tygett's quiet tone almost made him jump. Having been a silent witness to his growing from child to man, Tywin had come to respect his second brother for developing a keen and strategic mind. He respected him even when they didn't see eye to eye. He even dared to say that he loved him in his own, pragmatic way. But for the life of him, he could not recall a time when he had received such softness from his brother. And that meant only one thing. Something had happened. Something utterly serious that had affected even the bitter third son of Tytos Lannister.

"What news do you bring, brother?" he asked sternly without wasting time for small talk. 

"We intercepted a goshawk carrying a message addressed to Robert Baratheon." Tygett's voice was still gentle as he passed him the parchment.

Tywin raised an eyebrow. "This is unsealed."

Tygett considered him with a calm expression on his face. "I was curious," he admitted, and before Tywin could protest, he continued. "Just read it."

Intrigued by his brother's behavior, Tywin concentrated on the words in front of him.

Robert, You always said that Proudwing would never fly. You were wrong. She does fly. Just not a long distance. She is not ready for what I am asking of her. Most likely, she will never reach you. But she is my last hope. His fatness has succeeded in hitting all the ravens we have been trying to send. No matter. You are not only my brother but also my liege lord. I have a duty to inform you that our position is far from pleasant. Our people are dying one after the other. There is simply no food left. We have been eating our horses for the past two moons. There are none left. Not even the pony that you gifted Renly. He hates me for it. He doesn't understand that I am only doing my duty. You asked me to hold Storm's End. And I will die first before surrendering our ancestral home to that cow of a flower. He is mocking us. We can smell the roasted meat even inside the castle. And I am afraid that I cannot keep our people loyal to me. They are asking for you. They mock me. They, like Renly, do not understand that I am only doing my duty. The only things left to eat are cats, dogs and rats. And there are not many. We have to take short portions to keep living for at least one more moon. You know what my feelings for the Gods are. But even I am praying for a miracle. I am giving more than half of my meals to Renly. He is a boy, Robert. A boy. He needs to live. And he needs parents to look after him. To help him grow. What would they say if they saw me? Mother would be furious with me. And Father? He would be so disappointed. What does a second son know of running a keep? Isn't that what he used to say when I judged your unlordly behavior? He was right, of course. What do I, a second son, know? I miss them. And I miss you as well. You would know how to calm our people. I am scared that Cressen will die. You would probably be laughing right now with my sentimentality. But I am not expecting you or anyone else to read this. And for once in my life, I want to express my feelings. To let go of my pain so that I can die peacefully. Because I know with absolute certainty, I am not going to survive this siege. No matter. Let this be my last act. I swear that Renly will live. And he will be the brother that you have always wanted. If I see that things get worse, I will smuggle him out to a safe place. I will not let him die. I swear. Farewell Robert My brother, my blood, my liege

Tywin returned to his previous position by the window and took a deep breath. Stannis, he thought. The second son of Steffon Baratheon and acting Lord of Storm's End. He had met him only once in what now seemed to be a very long time ago. He had still been the Hand of the King when his childhood friend had introduced his two sons to the court. 

He still remembered both boys. 

Robert, the heir, had been overconfident and arrogant, despite his young age. For the few days the family had stayed in the capital, he would always be found training with the knights and the young squires, bloodying his fists and bragging about his love for fighting while laughing loudly.  

On the contrary, Stannis had been a very reserved boy. At only five name-days old- if Tywin remembered correctly- he hadn't expressed the desire to play around. He hadn't done anything that children his age usually do. Instead, he had been his father's shadow. Wherever Steffon went, Stannis followed dutifully one step behind, paying attention to everything and everyone without asking questions. His quietness had made most people forget about his presence. Tywin himself, despite his initial intrigue about the serious little one, had usually ignored him. That is until the boy had finally opened his mouth.

On their last day in King's Landing, Tywin had invited Steffon to dine with him in his private rooms on the Tower of the Hand. He had wanted to have some privacy with his childhood friend. No masks, no fake courtesies, no formality in front of the other lords and the royal family. Just a small dinner between brothers.  Of course, Steffon had brought along his sons. 

Everything had gone smoothly, and after dinner, Tywin had suggested enjoying a cup of wine near the fireplace. That, unfortunately, had been a bad idea. Because after sharing some of their fondest memories with the children, Robert had decided that he was bored. And he, as per usual, had started talking about fighting in wars and spilling his enemies' blood. Tywin had honestly felt pity for his friend, who had only sighed as if from exhaustion. Little Stannis, however, had not been able to hide a snort or two, which had resulted in his brother turning on him and using all kinds of inappropriate words to describe his grumpiness. Stannis had said nothing. He had just lowered his head and clenched his jaw so hard that Tywin had thought that his teeth would shatter. Steffon had admonished his heir, but Robert had not seemed to hear a word. He had stared at his little brother and then very childishly told him that once he was Lord of their House, he would send Stannis away without giving him anything. And to make things even worse, the older boy had loudly wished that his 'Ma' and 'Pa' would give him a real brother so that they could finally get rid of spare Stannis. Steffon had been so appalled that he had instantly run and lifted his second son in his arms while holding his head softly as if that could have taken back the poisonous words. Tywin had only raised an eyebrow disapprovingly. He had been contemplating sending the boys to their beds when Stannis' small voice had broken the silence. 

"Maester Cressen taught me two new words," he had murmured with his head hidden in his father's black hair. "Duty. Loyalty. He said I am too little to know what they mean."

He had hugged his father with more force. Tywin had seen the tiny arms trembling.

"But I wanted to know," he had said louder with all the seriousness of an adult. "He said I have a duty to do what you tell me to do, papa." 

He had finally lifted his head and looked at his father's blue eyes. 

"I said alright. And he said I must do what the King tells me to do. I said alright. And he said I must be loyal to my family. To love and protect papa, mama and my big brother. And I said I am loyal. He said I must be loyal to my people and protect them."

His voice had become more frantic.

"I am little. I know. I am not as strong as Robert. I know. I will not be Lord of anything. Robert says so. He is my big brother. So he is not lying. I know I don't understand a lot. But I know Maester Cressen says to protect is to have peace. To have peace is not to fight and kill with no reason. He says sometimes war happens. Grandpapa died in a war. And I don't want you to die in a war, papa! I, I, I don't understand. How can Robert love war, if it means... How, how can he love fighting and killing? Where is his duty? His loyalty? And, and you see, papa, how tall and big and mag-mag-mag-ni-fi-cent Lord Ty is. I thought he was the King. And I wished to be like him when I grow. And you told us about the Raynes of Casta-mere. And the song in the feast. I know it happened cause they were not loyal to him. Not dutiful. So he had to punish them! He saved his people from war! He never smiles, so, so he doesn't love spillin' blood. He did his duty! I'm five, but I would have done the same!"

Stannis had looked at his father with passionate eyes. And Steffon had embraced his boy even tighter than before. Tywin had seen the pride and the silent tears in his friend's eyes when he had approached him and, after inclining his head, had left the room with quick strides. He had only stopped at the door and looked sternly at his firstborn, who had quickly followed after his father. 

The last thing Tywin still remembered seeing was Stannis' eyes. Stormy blue. The mirror image of his father's. He had not slept that night. He had spent hours and hours thinking of the little boy with a Lord's heart and mind. 

Even years later, after his son had joined the Kingsguard and he had returned to Casterly Rock bitter and angry, he had thought of that same small boy, who had in childish sentences proved to be wiser than the King and his Small Council. 

And now, a man grown, Stannis Baratheon continued to impress him. In a situation most dire, he still held on his duty. He had an iron will that could not be bent. However, seeing the world in black and white was no less than naive. Stannis had no one to teach him that lesson. But he was young. And Tywin knew that with the right person to guide him, Stannis could become someone great. Someone powerful. Someone who could rival even a good king. 

Lost in his thoughts and unconscious machinations of the future, Tywin almost missed his brother's question.

"What are you planning?"

He didn't answer. He tried to clear his mind from his musings and concentrate on the very delicate matter.

"Surely you are planning."

Tygett's voice was a little more stressed.

"What is there to plan?" he pretended to be bored.

"How to save the Baratheon boy!"

Tywin finally looked up. 

"Either you are that oblivious, or you have forgotten the most important detail. As long as Jaime is in the hands of that mad dragon, I cannot act," he reprimanded him. "And before you interrupt me once again, let me make myself clear. I will never endanger my son's life."

Tygett seemed to calm down hearing this explanation.

"I know that, Tywin. I would never endanger any member of our family, either. I am not asking you to join the rebellion. It would mean death for my nephew. Or maybe worse. After all, Aerys did burn the Warden of the North."

Tywin stared at him.

"What are you asking, then, Tygett?" he asked in a dangerously low tone.

Tygett took a deep breath.

"You, brother, are the most intelligent person I know. It pains me to admit it. You know it does. I have always felt this rivalry between us. You have always been the Golden Lion and I the third son. That will never change. Since we were children, I have tried to be better than you. I have tried to make you seem smaller. But of course, that will never happen. Because when my wish is to be more than you, yours is to make our House bigger, more respectable, more powerful. What matters more to you is not the selfish desire of being powerful. No. If that were the case, you would have never left King's Landing. You would still be the Hand. You would probably be working with the Crown Prince to overthrow his Mad father. You would use everything for your gain. No. I understand that now. You do not wish to be powerful. You only wish for the family name to remain powerful. Everything you do is for the family name. That is what will always make you better than me. Whatever I achieve in my life, I will never exceed that. And I have finally come to terms with that."

Tywin looked at his brother's eyes. They had a distant look. He had always known he was the cause of Tygett's bitterness. He had never craved for this antagonism with his own blood. But the two of them had too many similarities to be able to thrive together. They just never seemed to find common ground. He had accepted that they would never be close. But he had promised himself that he would always care for his brother because of their family. He was, as Tygett had put it, the Golden Lion. And a lion always protects his pride.

"I always envied your relationship with Kevan, you know," Tygett said after the silence had become awkward. "I wanted that for myself. I wanted your love. And now I know I have it. It is your way that made it difficult to understand. But, what I never understood was how you could love someone who was not of your blood more than me..."

Hearing that, Tywin raised both of his eyebrows.

"Whenever you spoke of Steffon Baratheon, I felt that... that should have been me. Your admiration, your fondness, and yes, your irregular affection. I craved that..."

At that, his brother gave him a tentative smile. 

"That's why I am asking you, Tywin, to think hard. This boy who is ready to die of starvation is your chosen brother's son. So I am certain that you will help him because you never step away from your family. You always look out for us. And this boy is your family, too."

Tygett didn't give him time to answer his plea. He bowed lower than expected of him and left his solar.

Tywin remained silent for a long time.

#tywin lannister #stannis baratheon #jaime lannister #renly baratheon #fanfic #ned stark #king tywin #brotherly feels #developing friendships #young stannis #stannis deserved better #game of thrones

[w1tchsoup]

Tumblr's drafts ate my ask meme reply, so it's going in here instead! @piipaw

🌇 for a headcanon about morning- or evening ritual:

His morning ritual is the one that changes the least between when he lives in a camp or indoors. He rises with the sun, meditating before all else, preferably in the dawn's light. That's easy in a camp. He shuffles outside his tent with his eyes still screwed shut, his voluminous hair a rat's nest, drool caked to his chin, and he kneels, taking in the glorious potential of the day.

The hair is getting addressed as soon as he's out of the zone. I cannot stress how uncomfortable it can get having long hair tangled in horns from restless sleep. Gale's usually kind enough to give him a hand if he's not in a hurry because he overslept. Hoshi resquest no magic be used. If someone's helping, it's now a ritual of sorts. It's social grooming for the sake of establishing bonds now.

If there's anyone else around to be awake at that point, he's going to try to rope them into stretching with him. He doesn't care what their skill level is. In his opinion, loosening up can make a huge difference in people's quality of life and he knows much about how to properly do it. Don't asking him what the names of any of the muscles are anywhere unless it's the glutes and the tongue. He will have no idea. Point to an area that's tight and he'll be able to tell you where you actually need to be stretching.

Next is breakfast. Leave that "monks can go many days without food" stuff on the ground. Litereally, anyone can go days without food. It's not even a flex. Save it for emergencies or when he's on a spiritual journey of some sort, alright? He's a big tiefling who likes big meals with people he loves so he can save cats from trees or whatever heroing needs doing. Now that I've painted him like a brute, he's actually a very neat eater. He takes him time to appreciate the meal that's before him, wherever it came from.

This is where it differs by setting; if Hoshi is living a stationary life, this is when he would go bathe. He prefers to start the day feeling fresh and it gives his hair time to dry. If he is out adventuring, he does it at the end of the day out of necessity. Crawling onto his bedroll covered in Gods knows what filth he has on him must be avoided, if the luxury presents itself. It prevents all sorts of illnesses. Unfortunately, that leaves the task of drying all that hair or going to bed with it wet. I've got a drabble I'm writing on this actually, so stay tuned.

Anyhow, clothing and accessories come next. Adventuring makes things so easy. His outfit is picked out for him. It's done. Otherwise, he basically has to lay his clothing out to stare at it until an outfit idea jumps out at him. Since he can't wear rings thanks to the force of his punches, he goes for necklaces instead. Bonus points if they're long enough to compliment his big honkers.

If he's around anyone else who does makeup, he wants to do it alongside them. Otherwise, he'll just take a looking glass to wherever other people are to do it. He's a flexible morning person. If there's talking, he's talking. If the vibe is 'everyone's groggy everyone shut the fuck up," he's happy to put on his contour in comfortable silence. 

So, basically, everyone else is praying that Gale doesn't decide he wants to be included that morning. He'll show up asking Hoshi to do just a smidge of bottom liner for him and now there are two very loud individuals chattering away.

🧼 for a hygiene-themed headcanon:

Cue tiefling headcanons don't @ me. Listen. Game mechanics and how characters work outside battle are two different things. It happens all the time in character interactions.

Keeping the scalier parts of tiefling anatomy exfoliated is a chore. If they're strictly in the company of their own kind, it's not much of an issue. If they're literally rubbing elbows with softer races, it becomes important if they don't want to cause chafing. He'll rub at his joints with a river stone if he has to to smooth out the abrasive edges when he's bathing out in the wilderness.

The claws are a similar issue. Hoshi had already been clipping the ones on his hands since he was a young child in the interest of punching things without stabbing his own hands. The ones on his toes eventually had to go as well. If he goes a few nights without filing them for whatever reason, Gale is going to wake him in the middle of the night to tell him that he's sleeping in the other room. Gale's not angry. He adores him etc etc. There's only so many scrapes on his legs in one night that he can sleep through.

#Hoshi #Tav #sure we'll tag it why not? #failmonk

[tommyye]

Your intellectually challenged questions addressed (as brilliant and anonymous as they supposedly are)

Breaking this into sections.

The 'assault' at the concert was me splashing a quarter a can of beer. It soaked her her hoodie pocket, and I even got kicked out of the venue for that. Not let back in as bystanders watched, and subsequently was humuliated by friends for rest of the night.

So correct, It wasn't an accident, and if I can press charges on myself I would. Do understand, however, by no justification but it's that I've just been so humiliated over the week (due of an allegation involving some name of some redhead I never fucking even know but talked to once for three seconds at a shitty fucking house party a month or two back). So maybe J never deserved any of this, I know.

But 'assault' here is that I had a bleeding nose, a punctured tire, and many of my electronics smashed. (I have pictures but god forbid I am not gonna post them here)

In love, all unequal could become equal I guess, but honestly. I do feel guilty though. I really do. If I can covet those charges instead, I would too.

This situation is extremely complicated and it's awkward as fuck to explain but since cat's out of the box I will address this. I felt stripped of my self worth for time and simply just wanted to vanish from everyone forever and be done with everybody for good. I bought a one way ticket for a missed flight from YYZ to HCMC (I can provide this ticket evidence for anyone who wants to see this). I never BRAGGED about this to anyone. Anyone who thinks I kiss and tell can fucking bite me. At that time I thought I was just leaving everybody for good because I've been so worn out and defeated, and just thought I could confide in a person who I thought was one of my best bro's for so long. So much for that. Never in my life I'd ever wanna hurt her, and certainly doing that will hurt her. I could even delve down into a deeper rabbit hole as to what may motivate a male friend to speak to her the way he does, but for now I won't even go there.

Does it make what happened right, no. But I was tweaked out and not myself for the past two/three months. It's been a wake-up call, a huge stepping stone and deep learning curve.

I'm sorry. But at end of the day that love isn't reserved for anyone else but y__.

I am mostly troubled by this last piece. No, I did NOT call to report her, that's fucked up. But there was a passerby, a female in a vehicle did this, because somehow she saw the beating, along with neighbours outside their houses that witnessed all of this. If you don't take my words for this, then I'm hoping eventual disclosure document will reveal all of this.

As for what the report had in it which was 'messed up that I said those things', I wanna know what exactly was in those reports because I haven't seen the report. But if it's about the usage of drugs, I can explain this one easily: at the time, they were simply asking me quick Yes/No/Choice types of questions. Like "do they have illnesses" and "do they use alcohol or drugs"? The questions ran through really quickly, and I didn't know what to say at that point... As I recall, I was just like 'yes we share & bump certain shit together'. I never explicitly went out of my way to suggest maybe she was under the influence of intoxicants when she did what she did, or use that fact against her to warrant an arrest (given that I'm around that shit more than she is!) Please understand this point. It was hard for me say the right things at the spur of the moment. Again, I was dazed out, confused, and I felt like maybe cops knew everything about me anyways, so why fucking lie. Again, a month before this very incident, I was arrested/apprehended on the same block with copious amount of shit in my pocket and they just discharged me from the hospital with it all given back to me. I would have never thought they woulda went this far with her. You say the wrong things that pisses them off or incriminates you, they'll arrest you. You talk to them the right way, you may get away with quite a lotta shit. But honestly, in lieu of what happened with this particular situation, it was really hard to draw a balance of how to most correctly answer their questions at that time. There was a lot of emotions from my end. I do wish I could have handled it all better.

But truth be told, given how it all turned out, obviously I did NOT know what I was doing. What was I trying to do? Get my partner put in fucking jail? If you really think this way though, then I encourage you to please come through, and have an actual word with me.

[zikitwopointoh]

How my dating life in November Went:

1st week of November 2022

Last week I woke up to a ban on Facebook for hate speech and inciting violence…neither of which I would ever do, but I did think it would be cool if they had sent me a trophy for the mantle.

On the same day my hygiene was questioned by someone who lives in a shed with their cats because I made a joke about dry shampoo. To address this I had a friend to confirm I shower daily on a video. I should have probably let it go. Oh and I’m pretty sure I met a serial killer. No I am not joking or exaggerating. Don’t worry though it wasn’t someone on this site.

Update on this- they were a photographer for a modeling shoot I was going to do and expressed romantic interest in me AFTER they explained that the idea of strangling someone to death was a turn on and talking about how a killer and victim must share the most intimate moments ever. They went into great detail and said other disturbing things about this. I backed out of the photo shoot because I did not want to be featured on dateline one day.

2nd week of November 2022

This week (so far) I was playing a board game and did not realize I was on a quasi date- yet I was preemptively dumped because I was not Indian. I was just trying to play a board game. I am also too old for someone in their 40s…

3rd week of November 2022

FUN FACT- I was dumped once because I didn’t like The Smashing Pumpkins ENOUGH. I liked them but not Enough. I was not 14, I was in my 20s and had been living with this man for two years. This all stemmed from me NOT wanting to watch a bootleg DVD of a German TV show that was interviewing Billy Corgin.

Does anyone else get offended when their dog is called fat? It’s like an indictment of your dog parenting skills.

I’ve been talked into a coffee “date.” I informed them I would be wearing whatever is clean, closest to me on the floor, and has the smallest amount of pet hair on it. I try so hard yet I’m still single. It amazes me.

Fun Fact #2: was talking to someone on a dating site about an long term relationship. They wanted a housewife and I joking said I wouldn’t mind leaving business school as I’d wake up in the middle of the night with panic attacks. Later in the conversation I hypothetically asked “if I woke you up because I had a bad dream in the middle of the night would you get mad?” They told me I needed mental help since I’m having panic attacks and bad dreams. I explained one was a joke and one was hypothetical. I don’t think they knew what those words meant.

Today 11/22/22 I discovered my favorite Bible verse:

Ezekiel 23:19-20 NET

Yet she increased her prostitution, remembering the days of her youth when she engaged in prostitution in the land of Egypt. She lusted after their genitals as large as those of donkeys, and their seminal emission was as strong as that of stallions.

I will be sharing my favorite Bible verse at Christmas, which happens to be my very religious mother’s birthday.

My doctor reminded me Thanksgiving was this week. I rolled my eyes as I thought it was next week. I just hate having to plaster on a fake smile for people that I avoid the remainder of the year.

The most fun I’ve had this week is actively encouraging my roommate/very good friend to google things that will get them put on a watch list. So far, they are too smart to take the bait. I’ve abandoned this an am trying to get them to self incriminate themselves next to one of the echos.

I made my dog watch YouTube videos about what to do during nuclear fallout. I think I gave him anxiety because the vet now wants to put him on Prozac. I think I broke my dog. But he’s prepared.

Last week of November 2022: I met a delusional man who claimed he had be knighted three times and worked for the FBI secretly. When I explained I was not “into” him eating my menstrual blood, he let me Down easy. I had to hear that and now you have to hear that too. Also- I find it offensive no one ever asks what my dog’s middle name is, like not even the vet.

#funny #blog post #dating #singlelife #seriously fml #literally fml #pets

[sylverstorms]

Cassandra x Maiden----Anonymity

Three months, two days and seven hours.

That is how long you’ve been in Dimitrescu castle for. If rumor is to be believed, you are well on your way to setting the year’s record for longest living maid. Well. ‘Maid’, according to their perception. Your mind always automatically corrects it to something more fitting:

Prisoner.  

You did not choose to work for them. You did not choose to be in this godforsaken place, cleaning crimson stains off the floors, trying to convince yourself the wailing that sometimes reaches your ears is simply the wind. You never would have imagined your life’s end like this, serving wine –no, who are you kidding, it’s too crimson for that— to the Dimitrescus at dinner until one of them snaps and drives the nearest blade into your throat.

Probably Daniela.

It’s not unheard of. And stories of other maids’ murders are plenty.

Daniela has bitten one’s throat off for the crime of addressing her wrongly. Cassandra has left increasingly deep gashes, some of which resulted in deaths, for random offenses, like staring at her for too long. Bela, arguably the more merciful of the three, has snapped necks only when the staff disrespected her sisters’ names, or her mother’s.

You aren’t sure if you want to thank the older maids for this information or yell at them for the nightmares it has caused you. You are lucky to not be in the village, they say –everyone there must already be dead. You are even luckier to have been taken from the dungeon by the Lady herself. It means the daughters don’t know you and the castle is big enough that they may never spare you a glance.

You hadn’t believed it, at first.

Yet in the three months of your stay, you have never come across anyone other than Bela in the sections you were assigned to clean and polish. She passed you by the hallway like she did the decorations and the furniture –and you couldn’t be happier about it. You have caught scarce glimpses of Alcina Dimitrescu, too. Never the other two residents.

Not until the fateful day another maid disappears and the staff’s assigned posts change. You have no say in it and no power to object.

May as well keep my head down and continue to work as carefully as I have. That is the idea. Not to look too much, or think too much, or feel too much. Avoid mistakes because those in the castle are fatal.  

It is a little difficult to remain utterly calm when the sound of swarming insects comes from far behind you, though.

Your blood starts to kick in your veins. Your heart wants to jump out of your chest and make a run for it. You lock your muscles down and summon all the willpower you possess to stay focused on your task.

Please be Bela, please, please, be Bela—

The buzzing dies down. Steps approach you in the otherwise silent hallway. They are too light to be Bela’s. You’re probably screwed, you think, but you keep cleaning the surface in front of you until it’s practically a mirror with how it shines.

The steps halt too close to you for comfort. Out of the corner of your eye, you realize they’ve left bloody imprints on the floor you’ve been polishing for hours now. Dainty, pale fingers are wrapped loosely, almost lazily, around a sickle dripping crimson.    

“Never seen you around, before.” the sound of her voice makes you freeze.

You stop and turn— to face none other than Cassandra Dimitrescu. Her hood is down, brunette waves on point, the dried blood at her chin a terrible contrast to her otherwise attractive face. You… didn’t know she was that pretty, up close.

“I… I have been here for three months. On the opposite wing.” you say. Was I even supposed to reply? You’ll find out soon enough, if your tongue is still attached to your body.

Her eyes give you a quick once-over. “Bela’s been keeping you a secret, huh.” she tsks. Her free hand goes to the handle of the door next to you… and only then do you realize it must be her bedroom. You’re literally assigned to clean the wolf’s den. “Come wake me up when the sun has set, completely.” she emphasizes.

What.

“Uh—”

The crimson-dyed sickle moves until its blade rests underneath your chin, lifting it so your eyes meet hers. From this angle, under the pale lighting of dawn, they look more –stunning— blue than inhuman gold. “No loud sounds. No lights. Got it?”

How can you not, when your life depends on it?

“Yes, my lady.” you reply. You don’t even dare draw breath.

“Good.” In one swift movement, the sickle is gone, the handle turned and she’s already shedding her robe.

You catch a glimpse of a black corset and a narrow waist before you avert your eyes.

The door shuts.

...

Waking Cassandra up can be… tricky, the other maids tell you.

She detests light when she opens her eyes but she also doesn’t want it to be pitch black. You’re not supposed to talk but you can’t shake her, either. Which brings you to the very logical question:

“What the hell am I supposed to do, then?”

To which they have no answer.

They have no answer, you realize with a start… because there’s nobody alive to tell the tale of how to actually wake the brunette sleeping beauty up without simultaneously signing their own death sentence.

The hours pass both too slow and too fast. The sun sets over the horizon.

And you stand, riddled with nerves, outside Cassandra’s room.

A deep inhale later, you turn the handle. The door is left half-open so a bit of light comes in from the hallway. Her bedroom smells like shampoo, bath salts and spices. She must have taken a shower before she went to sleep. You approach the figure tucked under the silken sheets of the queen-sized bed…

Cassandra is lying on her side, one hand underneath her pillow, the other extended loosely towards the edge of the mattress. She probably sleeps naked, at least from the waist up, but thankfully the covers are wrapped around her chest. Their royal red color makes a stark contrast against the paleness of her skin.

Her face is so… serene.

She is a monster and a sadistic killer, yet right there you can’t deny she looks more like a renaissance painting.

Now onto the hard part.

“My lady… the sun has set.” you whisper, kneeled on the floor beside her. No movement comes. “Hey… I’m here to wake you up?” you try again. Still nothing. Shakily, you bring your hand up to the bed. Not daring to touch her, you leave it beside hers, over the covers. “Cassandra?”

She turns her face deeper into her pillow –no, no, you don’t think it’s cute, what’s wrong with you— but at least she’s finally reacting. You call her name one more time.

Her nose scrunches up a little. Long fingers flex –and they touch yours. She’s cold. A pair of blueish ambers blink open to regard you. Not with malice, or with annoyance.

“Good evening.” you speak, unsure of what else to say.

A smirk slowly curves her lips. She looks like a lazy cat pondering whether or not it’s worth it to pounce and that’s not good. It’s not good, not ‘hot’ like your mind suggests. God, you’ve been in this castle so long you are starting to get messed up.

“Mm, breakfast in bed.” she grins and licks her lower lip sexily. Your eyes fly wide open, but her hand is already gripping the front of your black shirt, trapping you there.

How could you ever find this psycho attractive?! you get mad at yourself. Is she hot now that she’s going to kill you?  

But Cassandra only lets out an airy laugh and releases you. You fall backwards on your behind. “Breathe, darling, I’m joking.” She rolls onto her back and seems to wince from it. Her smile vanishes.

“…does… your back hurt?” you ask when you finally find your voice again.

“Ugh, a Lycan landed a hit on me. He’s pieces now, of course, but my muscles still pull.” she says it casually, like it’s a thing that happens.

Silence falls over the room. You take it as your cue to leave. You stand and bow while she’s looking blankly at the ceiling—

But she stops you.

“Wait. Come here.” you don’t like it when she gets that tone, like she came up with something she cannot wait to try. You’re already close to the bed, you’re not sure what she means. Until she pats the spot right next to her. “Don’t make me say it again.”

You won’t. You know what’s good for you.

Hesitantly, you take a seat on the –admittedly very comfortable— mattress. “Yes, lady?”

“Give me a massage.” she says like it’s your job, like she’s the rich woman in a spa and it’s what’s expected. She turns onto her front, bearing her naked back to you and you have less than five seconds to come to terms with the thought of straddling her.

Carefully, you bring your knees on either side of her thighs and pull the sheets so they rest low at her waist. You feel warmer than you should given the temperature of the castle. If she knows the fine teasing line she’s walking, she is loving every inch of it.

Cassandra loves being the center of attention and she loves being pampered, you realize.

It’s probably amusing to her to make you fluster, but this is also an opportunity for you to get on her good graces. She is a dangerous one and it’ll be a great asset for your survival if she’s leaning favorably towards you. Win-win situation. You just have to be good at your job. Like always.

By some miracle of God, you do know how to work the tension out of muscles.

The first time you touch her, you simply rest your hands on her back to warm it. She doesn’t seem to object, from the way lean muscle stretches out under your fingers. Cassandra feels cool, but not hard like marble. Her skin yields under your touch, soft and smooth.

As you apply more pressure to your stokes, she starts to let out little sighs that you have to mute in your mind before they start to affect you. You’ve been high-strung and without sex for too long. Your body all too eagerly intercepts this death-trap as foreplay.

Minutes roll by.

You alternate between all the methods you know. The one that really seems to get her is when you drive your thumb into the knots and end with a little circle.

Cassandra is –God help you— openly moaning every time you press more. It is a bit too much pressure you’re applying though and you don’t know if you’re hurting her and she’s just into it.

“Is this too much…?” you ask. Fuck, why do you sound so breathless?

“No, it’s good.” she husks back.

“Harder?” You don’t know what innocent means, anymore.

Cassandra sends that little smirk again over her shoulder. “Harder.” she replies and the extra flair she puts into it is enough to nearly fry your brain. And other parts of you.

You’re pretty sure you need a cold shower by the time you leave her room.

...

At diner, you hang back in the shadows, gaze downcast.

You do not need to know what the Dimitrescu family is eating, nor what they’re drinking. You do not need to see Cassandra or risk catching Daniela’s gaze. You love your anonymity in the castle. It has kept you alive.

But it is shattered like frail glass when you bring another bottle of Sanguis Virginis to the table. You’ve almost retreated back to your place, when Daniela’s eyes zero in on you.

“She’s the human!” she exclaims like she’s made the world’s most startling discovery. Bela seems to understand, but the Lady and Cassandra frown over their glasses.

“I am almost afraid to ask, love.” Lady Alcina says…

And she’s right.

“The one who made Cassandra go ‘harder’ and ‘yes, yes!’ earlier this evening.” she impersonates in her sluttiest voice and then breaks into a fit of cackles. Bela’s lip twists into a withheld chuckle.

Lady Dimitrescu nearly chokes on her wine.

Cassandra slaps the back of Daniela’s head. “You’re such an idiot.”

“Girls.” Alcina warns and glares until the table calms again.

Then, her eyes curiously fall upon you.

So much for your anonymity.

Ko-Fi

#Cassandra Dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu's daughters #cassandra x oc #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #fanfiction #cass kills with her hair and nails on point she's the murder-princess type #you can't change my mind #I love her

[warriorsbutnotreally]

This Talk I've Been Putting Off Because I Have Hard Opinions On This And I Know It's Not A Fun One Cause I'm Calling Out A Lot Of Warriors Fanfiction - Discussion

so a while ago

people wanted me to talk about Warrior cats and birth defects [namely outward birth defects because people don't really write heart conditions and blood disorders into their fanfics] and a lot of them I deleted but I knew that I wanted to address it

because not only was it something that comes up here

but it comes up in fanfiction as well and it's something that I have a lot of strong opinions on because I strongly believe that a lot of this fandom doesn't know how to handle properly writing these things

I do not suffer from any birth defects, but if anyone who does / knows someone who does wants to add on, I'm more than welcoming the input!

these are just my personal feelings in the end

that being said

warning for the following;

talks about birth, deformities, ableism, and mistreatment

/

this isn't going to be a pleasant conversation

and I will not be calling out any one person, as it's an issue persistent in a lot of the fandom and not just any one person who does this

but when it comes to birth defects and deformities, especially those that drastically change the appearance of a cat

the Warrors fandom can be very ableist when writing these characters

with prefixes ranging from Blood-, Twisted-, Lost-, etc. these names always feel like they're belittling the character for even being born. Their Clanmates often harass or look down at them to the point you wonder why they're even staying in the Clan.

it's not pleasant to read a character suffer for being born, especially if they're tossed to the side by their parents with no one else willing or wanting to help take care of them

it feels like straight up torture sometimes with how these characters are treated and I, personally, do not find it pleasant to read at all

I can understand not all cats would understand a cat born with a defect, but when it's constant attack on a disabled character - which, yes, birth defects are disabilities - it feels more painful than anything to have everyone in their life hold nothing but contempt for them

Janus cats especially become the target as they're often described, in the narrative of fanfics, as 'monsters' or 'creatures'

and sometimes it feels like the writers themselves sometimes forget that they're writing a character and not a punching bag for their fictional world because I've seen a lot of stories where the character with the birth defect has a hard time winning at life

and again, I'm not saying people can have this in their stories

but when it's the entire story and most of the cast that's just punching down on a character who was born with two legs or whatever the character has

it doesn't feel pleasant

and while a cat with a physical birth defect probably wouldn't always have everyone on their side, it feels gross to me when people just have nothing but abuse hurled at them

not to mention that a lot of people don't always research how a cat like this would live and turn it into torture p*rn of having them in constant pain, or hated by everyone, seen as a monsterous creature that should've never been born, etc.

and some birth defects to involve pain

I won't pretend they don't

but all writers ever seem to focus on is the suffering of the character in question

and idk about everyone else, but as someone with chronic intense pain, I don't find it fun to see disabled characters suffering at the hands [or paws] of everyone around them????

/

I thought I'd be able to write more but this legit bothers me and making me feel irrationally upset

so tldr; please stop writing birth defects as an excuse to horrifically bully a character and also please do research into defects if you're going to use them

while I'm thinking about it, also stop turning characters with birth defects into monster allegories because that also isn't fun to read

#tw; birth defect #tw; ableism #tw; abuse #personal feelings #warriors #warrior cats #again not a specific call out #but more a general thing #and it bothers me #you're free to disagree #just don't try to turn it into a fight #cause i won't indulge

[simplepotatofarmer]

technoblade: a takedown - pt. 1

(not clickbait)

aka i go over every argument people make against c!techno one by one and determine whether they’re valid, false, or a mixture of both. i rewatched every single stream/video, including those on his alt channel, so i could approach this with the most information possible. i’ll be breaking this up into parts because there’s just too much otherwise. all about the characters unless stated.

techno believes in a ‘dog eat dog’ world - false

this is an argument i see used a lot when people discuss techno so i wanted to address it first. luckily, the stream in which he says this is only his fifth stream on the server. there’s one major reason why this argument falls apart and one minor reason that isn’t objective like the first.

first and most importantly: techno has never acted on this. even at the beginning - which is when this comment was made - he was helping his allies, from building railings to keep them from falling, making a potato farm, and all the gear he grinded for to equip his allies in pogtopia with. moving forward, he’s also helped out plenty of people: giving tommy a place to stay and items, telling phil to reach out to ranboo after doomsday, as well as giving both tommy and ranboo food when asked. there’s more, of course, but the point is he’s never once followed up on this statement. he teamed up with quackity to stop the egg. he spoke to niki about how he was giving anarchy a bad reputation because of the violence and wanted to take a different approach which he has.

when people use this argument to insist that techno is the villain, it doesn’t hold up because it’s merely taking one statement he made and upholding it as a main part of his character when his actions and later statements have shown that he doesn’t actually believe in this randian view point. objectively, i can’t see how this argument can extend beyond ‘well, he said it’. regardless of what he said during the pogtopia arc, he’s said the opposite later - wanting everyone to live free with no oppression or imperialism - and has never acted on it nor brought it up later. this take honestly seems disingenuous and was in fact the driving factor of this post.

second and not as critical, techno mentions multiple times during each of his first streams that he’s not sure who all is on his side. this is a reoccurring point for him. he makes the comment about wanting a dog eat dog world during the red festival stream, while speaking to bad and sam. the first part of the conversation is techno asking about state secrets since they’re (as far as techno knows) on manberg’s side. bad mentions schlatt killing cats and techno launches into a spiel about massive anarchy and the weak being huddled in fear, asking them how does that sound. bad says as long as there’s no cat murder, perhaps. bad then asks techno what his ‘single issue’ is and techno responds that he wants to destroy the government. to me, the context of the conversation, who he’s speaking to and what his opinion of those people is, is an important thing to consider.

techno’s ‘we’ll burn that bridge when we get to it’ comment means he was always going to betray pogtopia/l’manberg - valid but not how you think it is

i’ve seen people say that techno saying ‘we’ll burn that bridge when we get to it’ is a clear sign that he was always intending to betray pogtopia/l’manberg which, yeah? 

but i wouldn’t call it a betrayal. 

he says the ‘we’ll burn that bridge when we get to it’ line at the end of the ‘eve of revolution’ stream while he’s talking to quackity, ponk, and sam. the conversation is as follows:

techno, to quackity: i’m glad we could get to know each other. i heard you’re on our side now. i heard you betrayed schlatt.

quackity: yeah, that’s right. are you betraying anyone?

techno: no. i would never betray my personal ideals.

[some chatter from ponk and quackity]

sam: what does that mean? what if the people you’re fighting along [sic] have different ideals than you, though? doesn’t that mean you’d betray them?

techno: listen... we’ll burn that bridge when we get to it.

then techno states that he ‘said what he said’ when sam questions him about his choice of metaphor.

he actually uses the same malaphor at the beginning of the ‘revolution’ stream when they (quackity and tubbo) question him again and in that case techno definitely avoids the subject which isn’t a good thing but considering everyone was so worked up about the possible traitor, i can completely understand.

overall, techno is extremely upfront about his intentions. yes, there is definitely some miscommunication between all the parties because none of them were on the same page but that doesn’t make techno the bad guy here nor does it mean he betrayed anyone. he was upfront about his intentions from the start.

in his first two streams, he makes a joke that if they happen to set up a new government/president that he would just take that one down and it would be a never-ending cycle. over and over, he says that he wants to do destroy the government/manberg. when tommy mentions taking it back, techno says, ‘what do you mean, take it back?’ though this kind of gets lost in the middle of everything else - dsmp (lack of) communication strikes again. 

the takeaway that i see here a lot is that techno always intended to betray them because he knew tommy wanted to take back l’manberg and knew that he would go against them if they set up a new government. and this is true to an extent! he did know that tommy wanted l’manberg back and he did know that he would go against them if they set up a new government. but wilbur was also telling techno that he was on board with the whole anarchy thing. 

none of them were on the same page and that surely led to a big chunk of what happened and hurt feelings on both sides but that doesn’t mean techno betrayed anyone or that he was the bad guy for doing exactly what he said he would do from day one.

techno destroying (l’)manberg was wrong - it’s complicated

the first thing to address here is that for most anarchists, destroying a government isn’t a bad thing. in fact, taking down the government/state is basically our goal. now, i don’t speak for all anarchists, of course, but overall the general feeling is that violence in the name of overthrowing an oppressive government is not inherently bad. there’s no way to do a one-for-one here because it’s minecraft but the general sentiment remains. so while violence enacted against the state is a bad thing for people who aren’t anarchists, techno has no reason to and would not view it as inherently bad.  

but it did hurt people and techno himself acknowledges that fact. he’s acknowledged what he’s done when confronted about it. he hasn’t said he was wrong because understanding that it was hurtful doesn’t mean he believes he was wrong. to him, he wasn’t. destroying what he viewed as an oppressive system was the right thing to do, even if it hurt people.

(also this isn’t any kind of meta but i think it needs to be pointed out that wilbur had already set off the tnt and techno summoned two killable mobs which did plenty of damage but he didn’t say wilbur was the great who came before them for no reason.)

again, this is going to be the most controversial part of this post because i don’t believe destroying government is a bad thing and i don’t believe techno is wrong for believing that as well. there are better ways to address the problem and techno is adjusting his tactics but if another government was to be established, i don’t believe he would be in the wrong to destroy it because he’s an anarchist.

the tl;dr of this section honestly could just be summed up with ‘watch less marvel, read more ursula k. le guin’.

‘techno is the villain because he called tommy the hero’ - so very false 

this is a take i’ve seen that to this day i don’t understand.

techno calling tommy the hero does not mean he was setting himself up as the villain in any capacity. it was merely pointing out tommy’s habit of putting himself at the forefront of almost every conflict, trying to shoulder everything, no matter how it hurts tommy himself. the speech was directed at that and nothing else. it doesn’t mean techno is the villain, it doesn’t even mean there is a villain; there are more stories to be told than the classic hero-villain and the hero-villain narrative doesn’t always apply to stories. (i’d certainly argue that it doesn’t apply to the dream smp but that’s a different conversation.)

techno is to blame for tubbo’s death - false

i think this one has been done to death but what would a techno post be without it?

no, techno is not to blame.

he said over and over that he was outnumbered and believed that if he had done anything, everyone would’ve turned on him and ‘torn him to shreds’. even if that wasn’t the case, it is what techno believed. he had no reason to think that he could take the entire crowd out until he actually fired the rocket launcher. and remember, he tested the rocket launcher earlier during the festival on niki (who volunteered) and it didn’t kill her. when he realized the amount of splash damage it did, he gives a surprised laugh and then begins firing into the crowd. 

as for saying he was under ‘mild’ amounts of peer pressure, techno has a habit of minimizing. not just the things he’s done, but often situations that he’s been in that were stressful. he stated that he deals poorly with high stress situations and one of the cognitive distortions that can come with anxiety is minimization. techno doesn’t actually believe it was ‘mild’ peer pressure - it was a situation that caused him enough distress that he brings it up later at doomsday - but it’s easier to deal with a situation when you downplay it, it’s easier for techno to keep up that calm façade when he’s acting as if whatever happened wasn’t that big of a deal even if it was. again, the way he speaks about it on doomsday was clearly upset and emotional. 

the only person to blame for tubbo’s death is schlatt. he was the one pulling the trigger and techno was the gun.

if you made it this far, thank you for sticking it out! i spent so many hours rewatching all the streams, some of them multiple times, while taking notes to be able to do this. i’m extremely passionate about techno and i feel as if a lot of the arguments against him tend to miss the nuance of his character. this project is on-going and i’ll be going over the butcher army/retirement storylines next. feel free to submit any points you’d like to see addressed! 

#technoblade #dream smp #dsmp analysis #dsmp meta #tommyinnit #tubbo #quackity #dsmpblr #dream smp analysis #loyal does meta #this......is a lot #i spent so much time on it y'all

[authoratmidnight]

I had a sort of angsty idea this morning so I must inflict it upon other people.

I call it ‘reverse Iruma AU’. instead of a human that was kidnapped to the demon world, it’s a demon that was kidnapped to the human world.

In this, Iruma is Sullivan's grandchild, related to him by blood. Sully gained custody of him after both his parents died. So he is Sully's world, doted on and loved.

There was an old, outdated tradition of demons spending time in the human world to understand it better(esp demon king candidates). Sully thinks this is a great idea and decides it's just what little Iruma needs (and it'll put him somewhere reasonably safe for a time since the demon world is in turmoil and he wants to keep him safe).

So he brings him to meet the Suzuki's, a family he trusts as he spent time with them when he was a boy (unfortunately what he didn't know and had no way of knowing was that while the Suzuki's he knew were good people, their current descendants, suck). They seem nice and kind and promise to look after him, and Sullivan promises to come back after one years time.

And he does, one year later he returns. Except. The Suzuki's and Iruma, are gone. The house is long abandoned and the neighbours are just like 'idk, they moved away several months ago and didn't leave a forwarding address'.

Sullivan is, understandably, beside himself. Iruma is his family, the only family he has left, and now he's gone. Stolen by people Sullivan trusted to care for him! So he searches and searches, constantly coming back to the human world despite the protests of Demon Border Patrol to please stop! All the time off is causing him to neglect his duties to the Netherworld. Eventually, after years of searching and pestering from DBP, he finally has to stop and accept he may never see his grandson again. But just cause he can't go to the human world to search for Iruma, doesn't mean the search won't continue. He just, sends someone else.

All anyone not in the know knows is that Iruma just vanished one day and Sullivan became depressed and withdrawn, so everyone kind of assumes the worst happened.

On the Iruma side of things, things were good at first, they were nice. Then they all left on a "trip" (in reality they were bailing on the house to go elsewhere).

Slowly, Iruma was, basically gaslighted into thinking none of it was real. When he asked about seeing his grandpa they just said they couldn't anymore cause he'd passed away (that was why they’d moved after all, the place was to full of sad memories. And when he brought up things like flying they were just 'oh what an imagination'. And since Iruma was young he just, began to believe it after a while (also, since he was staying on earth his horns and wings and demonic features were hidden with glamour). He still has hazy memories of his grandpa and things like magic and flying, but as he grows just assumes he had a very active imagination as a child.

He also ends up with a deep aversion to mirrors that he can’t explain. when he looks in them what he sees just feels, wrong somehow. He can’t put his finger on why, so he just straight up avoids looking in a mirror.

But then one day, when he's around, ~14, a black cat follows him home.

It's adorable and clingy and his parents are just like 'yeah sure ig you can keep it, but you have to look after it' when he asks about keeping it. He decides to name it 'Opera' (he doesn't know why, cause it's such a weird name but it just, felt right). Iruma's also the only person it seems to like, it's indifferent to everyone else and hates his parents.

The cat occasionally vanishes for days at a time but always comes back. until one day it doesn't. but a strange man with horns and wings does appear and spirits him away. He's scared at first, but as they're flying through this strange world, he feels this overwhelming sense of nostalgia. He knows this place. Knows this man, he's sure of it.

Obviously enough, the cat /was/ Opera, tasked with finding Iruma by Sully years ago. The only reason Opera didn't just, eviscerate Iruma's parents on the spot (and oh boy did they want to) was cause they didn't want to cause the boy any more trauma. They did get a few good swipes in tho and did draw blood on more than one occasion. which was cathartic enough. Opera figured out Iruma was the boy he was looking for b/c Iruma called him Opera but also b/c of the things Iruma would talk to them about (his hazy memories from his time in the netherworld, memories of Sullivan etc)

Only a handful of people in the Netherworld actually know the details of what happened to Iruma. All most people know is, Sullivan had a grandson that he doted and loved. Then one day the boy was just, gone, and Sullivan grew depressed and distracted and just, was not himself. So like, they all kind of assumed the worst.

Then like a decade later a boy shows up at Babyls that Sullivan insists is in fact his grandson.

Sully would, absolutely be a massive helicopter parent and never want to let Iruma out of his sight ever again. Iruma has, his own issues. His wings are stunted in their growth and atrophied from lack of use. He wants to fly so badly but he just, can't. Wings too small and weak. also the first time he sees himself in a mirror after the glamour comes off, and he sees his horns he just about cries. not from fear but just cause, he looks right. That's him in the mirror, not that weird imposter. He also has some mad separation anxiety, getting terrified anytime someone leaves him alone.

side note but Kalego was very baffled (and maybe, maybe a touch worried) when Opera just, fucking vanished for several years (the time they spent searching for Iruma). Like, Sullivan was always accompanied by Opera and then one day the cat butler was just, fucking gone. He swears he wasn’t worried but he sure did find himself feeling better when Opera did reappear.

#Mairimashita! Iruma-kun #Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun #Mairuma

[headcanonstation]

Phantom Thieves S/O has palace

Ren Amamiya

Breaks his heart to find you have a Palace

Ren figures it out because of how you may have been acting. That or curiously getting to him to put your name in the nav

Apologies in advance, he isn’t gonna be reaching out too often as he’ll be putting way too much focus into preparing to infiltrate 

During this time there will be no Mementos trips 

If he can help it, there won’t be a day they aren’t going in until your Palace is taken down

Though for him personally, he doesn’t care how tired he may be. He is gonna go in

Odds are its getting dealt with in about a day or really close to that

It does kind of scare him on the why you have a Palace

What gets to him is he feels like he should have seen the signs. Feels like that maybe he could have prevented it or at least curb the development of it

Exploring the place is the actual worst to him he isn’t having a very good time

Ren will be kind of more quiet while in the Palace. Looking more focused

But he may be a little more “impatient” as it were

Ren really, really does not like running into your shadow

Has fingers crossed they don’t have to fight your shadow, but if they do he is gonna hate it

Gonna act as more of a support unit if they do have to fight said shadow

Regardless if you know he is a phantom thief or not, he is gonna write the calling card. And he is gonna drop it off to you. {In your mailbox, locker, under your door. Etc. He isn't going to directly hand it to you, again regardless if you know of him being a phantom thief}

Ryuji Sakamoto

The thought never occurs to him, almost believing it be absolutely impossible for you to have one

He is not gonna be the one to put your name in, regardless if he notices you being off your A-game. Someone else is gonna be doing it

Ryuji can’t help but wonder why you have one. Again, he found it be impossible for you to ever have one. So he is pretty curious as to why it happened

Whatever the reason is for the development of the Palace, he swears he is gonna knock it out of the park

He definitely gets impatient during infiltrations and downtimes

Kind of becomes pretty prone to getting into trouble and pushing forward which results in his friends going “oi slow down”

Also becomes a little more impatient 

Unlike Ren, Ryuji becomes more talkative during the exploration. Asking things like if they are closer, if Mona can sense the treasure, where exactly they are, what is the next course of action- you get me

He seems to have an “easier” time powering through any exhaustion he is having and practically demands to be on the frontlines at all times

Makes sure all his hits, hits harder

He has a huge need to know what your treasure is, further adding to his impatience

Will write the calling card, with help from Makoto

If you know he is a phantom thief {yeah,,,,,,"if"}, he hand delivers the card to you

If they have to fight your shadow, Ryuji does okay. He doesn't do the absolute best and his attacks may actually miss a lot

Ann Takamaki

She immediately has a need to know if anyone is connected to you having a Palace

She just wants to talk

Ann is a lot like Ryuji where she did not enter your name in the Nav, not wanting to see an answer at all pop up. The only difference is she knew it could be a possibility. It was not impossible to her if you had one- just unlikely 

Ann can’t help but think about the what if of the thieves finding you in Mementos. Able to stop you there and prevent a Palace from developing further

She just finds herself thinking how she could have helped prevent this, if at all. Playing scenarios in her head of helping you before it got this bad

But this is no time to wonder, this is the time to help you

Inside the Palace, she doesn’t act far too differently. Outside of it though, she becomes kind of pushy to go into the Palace

When it comes to you, she finds herself trying to spend time with you- more than usual

She doesn't like the Mementos trips during the time where you still have a Palace. While it's nice to help other people- you need her help right now

No matter what your Shadow is like, she swears she is gonna take them down

She promises to herself that no matter how much it hurts her, she isn't going to hold back on your shadow. After all, it's not exactly easy to attack something that resembles/represents you

Really would rather not see the calling card at all

Yusuke Kitagawa

His first thoughts are the fears that its alike to Madarame’s

He isn’t sure he can handle that

As such, he is pretty nervous about the whole thing

Upon finding out though its nothing like that, if anything more like Futaba’s, brings him a wave of relief

If he were to be honest, being in your Palace frustrates him

Not only does it frustrate him, but it hurts him. Especially as they go further and further into their exploration

You don’t deserve to have to be dealing with this and the burden this thing probably brings to you

Kind of like Ryuji, he just thought nothing like this would come to pass for you. At least, so as long as he was there with you

During the Palace, he is more reserved

A lot like Ann, he is kind of pushy with going into the Palace. Not nearly as much as Ann, but it’d be a lie to say he doesn’t at all try to push Ren into going in sooner

Seeing your Shadow actually angers him, more than anything. Because this isn’t you, but a distorted version of the person he cares about

But Yusuke remains relatively calm

During downtimes while they aren’t in the Palace, he will be trying to seek you out and keep you company- regardless if you know what is going on

Insists to be the one to write the calling card, there are no exceptions 

I would argue he is one of the more aggressive thieves when it comes to fighting your shadow. He holds absolutely nothing back and is ready to fight

This isn’t you and he wants to get rid of your shadow as fast as possible

Makoto Niijima

She audibly gasps

However, she can’t bring herself to bring it up for a short bit. Its not that she doesn’t want to, but it becomes more real whenever it is she mentions it

She ends up bringing it up after seeing you again and again. Knowing the toll a Palace can take on a person, she knows she can’t just ignore it

Part of her wonders if she is any part of the cause. She hopes not, but it worries her that what if she plays a part in your Palace

She tries to remain composed both in and out of the Palace, trying not to show any signs of struggling with the idea of it

When around you, she gets kind of awkward 

She’ll promise to you that she will be there for you, through thick and thin. Which to you may come out of nowhere, but Makoto feels a need to say it

Its when Makoto sees your shadow that it really, really hits her about the situation

Still, she tries to remain composed but internally she is just having a marathon if emotions

Makoto helps in creating the calling card and will hand it off to you should you know of her being a phantom thief

If not she will put it in a normal envelope and give it to you, saying simply it was addressed to you and not much else

Maybe even sneak it into a book your reading or in your locker

Fighting your shadow at first will have her be a deer in the headlights, but her friends will snap her out of it

Which will help her find new strength when it comes to taking down your shadow

Futaba Sakura

Curiosity kills the cat, and it killed Futaba upon entering your name in the nav

She figured if anything popped up, it would be just be a Mementos trip. Not something as extreme as a Palace

Her first thought was how long have you had this?

Futaba first brings it up to Ren before anyone else

She knows this is more of a personal Palace to take care of, but they have to help you

She had one of these things and she’ll be damned if she lets this go ignored

Futaba admittedly would rather it just be her and Ren, again seeing as this is more personal. However, this is a little more extreme than a simple field trip to Mementos, so that isn’t a viable option

Her nature ends up very serious, focused and a little hurt. She won't have snarky comments to hand out. She won’t really have any upbeat cheer in her voice either

Futaba is going to be going overdrive to help the thieves get rid of the Palace faster

Will be more subtle in pushing the idea of going into the Palace during downtimes. She isn’t going to be aggressive in it, more so just making it clear she would really like to get back in asap

She wishes she could do more while they are exploring the place

During time outside the Palace she will be in constant contact with you. Asking if your okay, if anything happened, if you need to talk, etc

Seeing your shadow will kind of have her wince, but outside of that it only fuels her further to steal your treasure

She doesn’t do anything when it comes to the calling card. She just demands to see it before it sent to you

Haru Okumura

She’s ready to go guns blazing just say the word

Haru would probably be the most worried when it came to the whole Palace infiltration

After all, last time they did this with someone she cared about they kinda died

So yeah she is a little on edge on the that “what if” even though she knows it wasn’t their fault

Regardless of her unease though, she’ll put her best face forward and try to remain optimistic 

There may be times during the Palace where she lets her emotions get to her

At first she was worried of what your Palace was and why it even existed. You weren’t a bad person,  so why in the world do you have one of these?

Honestly, overall you could be forgiven thinking she wasn’t too anxious about the whole thing. Because on the outside she doesn’t seem too bothered, but trust me she is having a time internally

She vows to herself they are going to take care of this for you and she is not going to let anything bad happen to you from this infiltration. She swears it

Seeing your shadow doesn’t seem to do anything to her, if anything it prompts her to try and further figure out the why question

Haru requests if she can give you the card, especially if you know she is a thief. Regardless, she promises things will work out

She is merciless when it comes to fighting your shadow? Way more than what anyone was expecting from her?

#persona 5 #ann takamaki x reader #ann takamaki #ren amamiya #ren amamiya x reader #akira kusuru #akira kusuru x reader #makoto niijima #makoto niijima x reader #ryuji sakamoto #ryuji sakamoto x reader #yusuke kitagawa #yusuke kitagawa x reader #futaba sakura #futaba sakura x reader #haru okumura x reader #haru okumura #persona 5 x reader #headcanons #persona 5 headcanon #conductor galaxy

[whysojiminimnida]

A bit triggering so i understand if you dont want to publish this ask. To that anon: saying "Can we talk positively about people who offed themselves?" I'm speechless. You obviously never been through what even a bit of us go through. I'm not saying our struggle and reasons are the same, but as someone who was one minute away from "off ourselves", anywhere is better than that the state we were in. Nothing positive about that. Fck get off the Internet. Tk is not real i guarantee you that

OH LOOK EVERYONE YOONGI IS WORKING ON HIS MIXTAPE, "L'iL Friskies"! That is exciting but if you read my last post you know that when Yoongi the cat not the man is at work there MIGHT BE TRIGGERS AHEAD SO READ CAREFULLY OR MOVE ALONG. You matter, your safety is important. If you are my nice anon or you feel okay to keep reading, hit the link under my cat's butt headphones:

Everything about this subject is triggering, anon, and I am really not sure if by answering this I will make it worse for anyone. I don't want to do that but you are important, and so I'm gonna hope that people pay attention to the big ass TW I posted right before I answered this. Y'know, I use gallows humor and very morbid vernacular a lot. So I get that often things I say off the cuff, like stating in another post that my sister "offed herself intentionally or otherwise", probably sounded really harsh to a lot of more sensitive ears. I do need to be more careful about my use of words, huh? Because that super weird anon used my own terminology against me and by extension against you and my other readers. That's not cool. I'm sorry about that.

But that wasn't your point, was it? Here, have a group hug, anon:

I hate that you've been there.

I hate that I've been there and more often than I care to admit.

I hate that in my own life I've had three family members get there and not make it back alive in the last year.

OKAY THAT SUCKED SORRY. But it DOES SUCK. It's horrible for those of us who get to that last minute and those who think about it and those who genuinely believe they are making other's lives better and those who just don't have the strength to care anymore. Here. Time for another hug.

When we get to that place where our decision to end things is the BETTER CHOICE - and oh yes it absolutely feels that way - we're already in Hell. You know this. I suspect a lot of us know this. That anon, and others like her (I shouldn't assume gender but I'm gonna go right on and do it, that's the least offensive thing I've done this week) - they have NO IDEA. None. Not a shadow of a fucking clue. Hug.

But, lovely anon, I am so sorry you've hurt that much. You don't deserve that. Nobody, not even that anon, deserves that. Nothing you have done has deserved that. You are valuable way beyond your imagination. You know, that thing Tae keeps telling that anon and her friends to get out of.

What they are doing and have done is awful, it's hateful, it's - for lack of a better word - evil.

But you're none of those things. And if you, or anyone reading this, is hurting, please reach out to me, to anyone you trust, hell, Google your local crisis line and give them a fake name and address so they can't send the team (source: have done it. Have also not done it and ended up in the ER so do whatever you need to get through and stay here.) Just, please make sure that you are taking care of you the best way you can, whether that looks right to anyone else or not. Please do what you can to not to get to that one minute again. I'm so glad you made it back. Wanna stick around awhile? PS: This would be the WORST TIME to haul out my "suicide is never the answer little trooper" meme but when I feel like drinking the drain fluid I pull out Heathers or Better Off Dead and just have me a marathon. Not that it'll work for you, but if you need some horrible gallows humor you will find it in the movies of my teenage years. We were FUCKED UP in the 80s. Anyway I'm here if you wanna yell or cuss or talk about anything.

#anon #not really an ask but that's ok #you are important #you matter #more hugs #you are good enough to be here #you are wanted #those people man