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cowboyjen68 · 5 months

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Hi!!

I just wanted to ask some advice from one butch to another.

I recently got my dream job of being a warden on a nature reserve (and i love it!), while interacting with people there I get called a young man very often (i am 18 lol) and it gives me euphoria to know im masculine enough to even pass as a man. I've also had some volunteers ask if I was a man or not (despite my feminine name).

But recently I got called a "lady" outside while out with my mother. It drove me INSANE I cried alot.

Don't get me wrong I do identify as a woman but I hate being seen as a lady.

I've even thought about using he/him pronouns recently and changing my name but i'm too scared to as most people won't understand bc im still a lesbian.

Is this strange?

ps love u and ur blog lots xx

This is an easy answer because I was 18 once and looked enough like a teenage boy that I got "hey sport" and "hey young man" all the time, especially when in my work clothes. I worked for The Mayor's Youth Corp in Iowa City in the summers of my 15th and 16th year. Mom and Dad let me get a work permit AND bought me a used Datsun Pickup so I could drive myself the 20 miles there and back each day.

I was a volunteer with the Corp of Engineers youth from 14 to 16 and Dad knew I was super excited about this job. Mom was not thrilled that I wanted to cut my hair but my "grand mullet" was really hot under the hard hat in the summer heat of Iowa. (in the 1980's boys and girls had the short in front long and permed in back look) We compromised and I cut the sides really short. (photo of my me at 16 in my uniform for reference)

Using "he" would never have occurred to me because "EWWW Boys". This is not to say, however, that I hated being mistaken for a boy, on the contrary, it felt good. When someone thought I was a young man it meant they treated me as such. They didn't talk down to me, I knew they assumed I was capable and willing to get dirty. I knew unconsiously that along with the mistaken identity came many perks. This was nothing I analyzed but little girls see very early on the difference in treatment they recieve from their brothers, male cousins and neighborhood boys. This difference leads us to become negotiators to control our circumstances and not entittled to treatment based on our skills and actual personalies.

When an adult recognized me as a boy, even for a second at first glance, I knew I didn't have to prove myself. They, for an instant, assigned to me words like "strong, capable, demanding etc". No negotations required.

When someone realized I was a girl they literally had a change in their face. They smiled at me, softened their voice. When I was called "young lady" or "Miss" it always seemed to be backed my the worst assumptions (in my mind anyway). Lady is steeped in all kinds of traits I didnt want assigned to me. "quiet, weak, likes to dress pretty"OR "motherly, submissive, meek" Nothing good in my teen brain, that is for sure. Lady felt so OLD, so married to a man and reliant on him for survival, so polyster pants and ugly flats and scratchy blouses with a flower imprint. NONE of these things are inherent to being a woman or even socially forced on us but that is not how things work sometimes. Words that describe people get stereotypes and myths and traits attached to them all the time. Woman and girl are no different.

I can tell you, the best feeling in the world when I was in that job was when my supervisor, who damn well knew I was a young woman, trusted me with all the same tasks as the boys. Who valued my opinions and abilities equally to the young men. He took time to teach me what I didn't know, just like with them and didn't assume I couldn't or didn't want to learn things on the job. He didn't shame ANYONE for not being strong enough or for getting tired or needing a break.

Don't let the assumptions of others force you into another box of conformity. You don't need a boys name or to use any pronouns you don't feel connected to just to please others. In fact, none of that effort will change perceptions of those around you. I can promise that one day being called Lady will just be another word that you can hear and know it does not change your personality or your interests or control the hope you have for your future. What does waste a lot of time and energy is trying to adjust things in your life to fit incorrect or snap assumptions about you as a person. You can never control the thoughts of those around you but what you can do is stop worrying about it and enjoy YOU.

You have a job you love and are sure to thrive in. You are solid in your sexuality and love of women, you are in a unique position to possibly change the perceptions of others when they think of "young women". Your interactions with the public are sure to effect the assumpions of at least some people when they think of young women and their roles in our society.

Congratulations on your new career and I bet you rock that uniform.

#lesbian #butch #stereotypes #careers #words #lady

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m0gelf · 10 days

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Nobody asked about this pathetic little man but I'll do it anyway!

favorite thing about them

PRACTICALLY EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM, ABOVE THAT'S CATCH 22 HELPS A LOT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT HIM (and Sheffield, ewww) HE IS SO DOOMED BY THE NARRATIVE, HE HAS ONLY RECEIVED BAD PLAYS FROM LIFE DESPITE ALWAYS BEING RESPECTFUL AND KIND...... He's just like me fr

least favorite thing about them

BRITISH....... his british father's family......

favorite line

“Lend me your strength, sis.”

brOTP

This is more HC and based on fanarts but I think him and Alondra/Real Cielo, I love how the ppl portray both as if they were brothers. I also say the same about him and Seraphita. I also like the fanarts where Ysibella/Real Argilla and him interact, but I like to think that they're not that close because she sees O'Brien as a social recluse.

OTP

........ Flobrien sorry for including my OC x Canon but I live by and for them

nOTP

SHEFFBRIEN.

random headcanon

In That's Catch 22 it's said that O'Brien practiced boxing and had a finely toned abdomen, UNTIL HE ALMOST ALMOST MASTERED THE KEY TECHNIQUE WHAT THE HELL, well... I think that after a while he stopped practicing boxing because work took up a lot of his time and it's not like he has the best diet sooooo... a little belly TEEHEE <3

I also have this HC that he has almost no experience in love, apart from being an old-fashioned lover (mostly bc he would go more to the classic for not knowing well about these topics TEEHEE)

He's a himbo btw

unpopular opinion

Possibly more than one can agree with this but WHO HERE SEES O'BRIEN WITH AN EXERCISED BODY? I have asked this question several times and most of them tell me that they don't see it with a body like that, they even see him with some belly. I agree with that point of view and no one will change my mind.

song i associate with them

I have a whole playlist with songs that remind me of him but here I put my top 3

Honorable mention to this one

favorite picture of them

they're besties to me

@lostbizkits where is my O'Brien answer to the ask game

#ask game!!!!!#O'BRIEN!!#digital devil saga #dds #ddsat #Spotify

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just-antithings · 10 months

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Someone made a post on Twitter about how puritanical and sex negative teenagers have become (on social media at least) and how they react in the same way when they see people wearing leather or a harness like they caught them doing an actual sex act in public

Bunch of radical groups qrt the post (alongside actual n*zis who of course agreeing with everyone going ‘ewww sex and kinky stuff!!!) and purposely misconstrued the tweet to label op as “someone who thinks teens having sexual boundaries is bad”

So I qrt the post as well and said that op was talking about how badly queer youth reacts to anything that isn’t Disney level of sanitized and out of nowhere some random person went to my post and told me I should respect other people’s boundaries while insulting me and calling me a creep.

So I started to ask them whose boundaries i have crossed and how when you have the option to block me, to walk away from me in real life, to leave me be since I left you be but they couldn’t answer that, they only repeated the same thing like a broken record while insulting me, calling me a creep and when I told them that my boundaries were crossed, they didn’t care

Listen if you see something you find objectionable, you can choose not to interact. Your personal boundaries are not crossed if people wear something you don’t agree with, and anyhow boundaries go both ways. If you come into my space and demand of me I should respect your boundaries, how am I supposed to do that when you crossed mine first?

every damn time

#mod erin #ask #just anti things #nazi mention

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hms-tardimpala · 17 days

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Hi! Since you were talking about your latest project, for the ship bingo I'm going to ask: John/Dean? (And if you want to do one extra, may I suggest Philes?)

NARA. I should have known you'd come up with the ship that's not talked about in polite company. Thank you so much!

So, for any anti that might have followed me by accident: I think we're about to part ways. John/Dean here refers to John Winchester and Dean Winchester from Supernatural.

Train wreck but I can't look away: whichever way you look at it, whether it's consenting or not, it's not gonna start well, go well, or end well. No amount of great writing will make this relationship stable or fair. It's doomed.

I'm a casual shipper: this isn't my OTP in this fandom (that spot belongs to Destiel), but I multiship.

INTERESTING COMPELLING COMPLEX SCREECHIBG: Dean took on his mother's role in the family in most ways after her death, why not this too? Have you seen the Winchester family dynamics? None of it is healthy, they're violent creeps with codependance issues. These boys haven't been socialized! So yeah, incest, why not? So many themes to explore with this ship. Abuse, masculinity, free will, homophobia, parenting.

Fandom ruining it: not really. There is amazing fandom content for that ship. But the SPN fandom is extremely divided and confrontational, and John's character is a touchy subject. Most people stop at arguing about whether he is good or bad, and are too busy decrying incestuous ships to provide interesting discussion about Dean/John.

Person A deserves better than person B: hey, John Winchester sucks. He's interesting, but he's the kind of character you watch telling yourself "I wish he'd rot in hell" and guess what? He canonically does!

Could cut the tension with a KNIFE: every room John steps into has tension. Things are already tense and intense and electric with his sons (in different ways) in a story where he doesn't fuck them. Imagine if he wasn't just Dean's father, drill sergeant and personal god, but also the man who taught him to have sex.

FREE SPACE: ew ew omg ewww! This hits the tiny mark between "absolutely disgusting" and "so fucking hot". There are days I can't stomach it, but I stand by it because it's extremely compelling.

Thank you a thousand times for giving me the oportunity to talk about them, it was very exciting.

And now, some Philes as a palate cleanser:

Train wreck but I can't look away: their worldviews and morals are too different and conflicting to build a lasting relationship, it's always going to be messy, and I'm here for it.

THAT one scene. You know the one: the duelling scene, of course. Thurston, what were you thinking? Also, the minotaur fight scene when Fetch realizes Niles is sort of a friend, kinda??

INTERESTING COMPELLING COMPLEX SCREECHIBG: It's because they have such different opinions and goals that they are interesting to see interact. For Fetch and Niles to date or fuck, I think Fetch would have to get more down to earth and less absolute about his views, and that would be an interesting growth. Also, Thurston Niles is a great character to explore and make headcanons about.

They are divorced, possibly not for the first time: these guys fight so much. They're used to each other's presence like you're used to an inconvenience or a flaw in the sidewalk. The way Fetch goes to Niles' house for drinks, and Niles doesn't serve him alcohol, and they antagonize each other but still have a decent time is so Divorced to me.

Could cut the tension with a KNIFE: I love to see the girls fightinnnnnggg. I love that Fetch seems two seconds away from imploding when he's in the same room as Niles. What's interesting is that the tension is brought by Fetch and Niles is chill about their situationship. When they meet on a case of Fetch's, sparks fly and that's awesome.

FREE SPACE: I'm using this space to say a trop I love to imagine for them is "ugh, why did it have to be him of all people?". I like to imagine them both inconvenienced by their attraction.

Thank you so much for playing with me <3

#ask game #Nara #fetch phillips archives #philes

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mahvaladara · 1 year

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Brothers Aden and Birdie for @dandylion240′s Double Trouble

Aden and Birdie are ‘brothers’. They were raised together by the same family, went together to the same school, were roommates in the same college, were in the same clubs. They just don’t work together, with Birdie being part of the Design Team of a small gaming Magazine and Aden a teacher in a local school.

They see each other a lot like siblings.Though Birdie was never officially adopted by Aden’s family, though they tried.

Participation was actually Aden’s idea, when Birdie was complaining about their dead and fossilized love lives and they saw the ad in their magazine’s page. Originally Aden suggested Birdie joined, Birdie found the idea awesome and dragged Aden after him to join ‘cause he’s not about to ‘socially engage’ with strangers on his own, no, Big Brother Aden is helping him break the ice so he can score a cute twin.

Aden Mann

“Ewww, no, he’s my brother!” ~Birdie

Traits: Cheerful, neat and loyal (or good, dunno if that is pack exclusive)

Aspiration: Academic - Aden’s life dream is to be a teacher and teach little children to read, which he already does.

Sexuality: Poli.

Aden’s Room:

About Aden:

Aden is the only son of the Mann family, and from a young age had a house full of kids and he was the big brother. His parents relied a lot on him helping warm up the kids to their situation and he helped a lot as he really did want a little brother. He never warmed to any of the kids until he met ‘Birdie’ and he instantly adopted a little brother.

Aden has always been a very loyal and dedicated young man, with a lovely sense of humor and a solution to every trouble. Having helped raised so many troubled kids has raised Aden into being patient, understanding and great listener. Taking care of so many kids has also made Aden into a beat of a neat freak. He likes to keep things tidy and organized, which is kinda hard when his brother and roommate is a complete mess with a acrylic ink.

As Aden loved reading books to the kids, he grew with the dream of wanting to become a teacher. Aden has had his fair share of nightstands and semi-serious relationships with both men and women which cause him to believe he’s either poli or bi. Currently his last relationship went down the drain due to his girlfriend being extremely jealous of his relationship with his brother. Though he’s not actively trying to score one of the Bachelors he’s still going to try and get to know them and who knows what happens.

Birdie Plummage

“Did you just legally change your name into the name of the peacock?” ~Aden

Traits: Creative, Bookworm, Socially Akward (or loner if it turns out to be a pack exclusive trait)

Aspiration: Painter Extraordinaire - He dreams of making an ilustrated fantasy epic book.

Sexuality: Poli

Birdie’s room:

About Birdie:

Named Brian Mc’Aran, Birdie was taken away from his parents at the age of two. At the age of 7, a reclusive, antisocial and flimsie Birdie was dumped in Aden’s family. Luckily for him, Aden instantly adopted him as his little brother and wanted his parents to adopt him so bad they all made a pact to make sure no one ever took Birdie away.

Due to his more socially awkward and reclusive nature, Birdie opted often to stick to himself, spending a lot of time outside painting birds and especially a peacock his foster parents owned, who was named “Mister Plummage”. Because of his small size, his greenish hair and his love for painting birds, Aden nicknamed him Birdie.

As he looses himself often to his painting, he tends to be messy and clueless, often air headed. Added to this is social issues and difficulty interacting with strangers, Birdie has never dated. Birdie however dreams of having a boyfriend. Birdie is very insecure around strangers and often relies on Aden to help break the ice.

He hopes the bachelor might be what Birdie needs to break through his awkwardness and find someone to love and support him so he isn’t as dependent of his big brother as he is.

#ts4 #the sims4 #s4 #the sims #sims #dandylion #double trouble bachelour

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hamakochan375kj · 1 year

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Is been one year since that happened, but I don’t care, I’ll say it. Warning: Slight stalking and manipulation

So, when Little Nightmares 2 game came out back in february of 2021, I came back to its fandom, on the same month, on Instagram, I joined an rp group chat of LN, I was The Lady on the rp, the admin was Six, who is one of my many friends online along with others, in the final days of february, I met a person, who was a “15 year old″ boy, who got the role of Ghost Boy, or Ghosty, his real name was Oscar, he was a Mexican who lived in America, we’ve only interact in the rp, but then he dmed me, we talked and got to know each other, I really liked him and his “company”, Imma be honest here, we engaged in NSFW conversations in march of 2021, but even if I egnaged in those too, I was unconftorble inside, but I didn’t told him to stop, cause I was afraid of loosing an online friend, then the days were passing and, well there were a few days in wich I took a break in april from social media, when I came back to Instagram, and told him hi or something, can’t remember well, he started to typed all angerly at me, saying where was I, and what happened to “we stick together no matter what” he started to guilt trip me for his depression, and he was mad at me for not being there for him, when I was, but I was only taking a break from social media, and, since I am very emotional, I cried like hell that day, yes he made me cry, a real friend doesn’t do that as far as I am aware, cause I was afraid of loosing him, and cause it wasn’t my fault that he was depressed and nedeed help with it, but again I DID NOT know that he was depressed, then on the same month, he told me this nonesense, “guys liking dicks ewww” and then I responded with confused “And there are women who like vagina” and he replyed with “Ewww” and then he said that gay people only kissed in public for clout (fame), as if straight people didn’t also kissed in public too -_-. I was really confused as to why he said that, I didn’t reply with anything, but I wished I did...I wish I replyed with “Well straight people also kiss in public, so by logic they’re also doing it for clout and for fame” and he legit thinks that I am only bisexual cause is a “trend”...not kidding, I wish I was kidding, but I am not, he legit ask me how did I found out that I was bisexual and if I wasn’t bisexual cause is a “trend”, I didn’t responded to him, cause is none of his business to know my love life and private life, maybe it sounds silly to be mad at, but, I am not conftorble telling people my private life/love life, speceally when I don’t know them in real life, and one thing I regret, is showing my face to him and send him an audio of my voice, that’s what I greatly regret and also calling him “pretty” ewwww and to think that I even online date him and I even told him my real name... Anyways, the other things that he would also do to me, is to guilt trip me, whenever I decied to not talk to him, cause I wanted to watch videos on YouTube, or spend time with my friend, he would guilt trip me with “ArE yOu MaD aT mE?!....” or “Hello? Are you there” the second he would spam them none-stop, and it was annoying, I would mostly fall for the first one, cause again, I am a really nice and empathetic person and emotional, so I would fall for it, and he even would get jelous whenever I said something about my male in real friends...like boy, you don’t even know them and they want nothing with me, romantic wise, cause he thinks that if you’re jelous that means that you care for that person, boy no, and yes I would lie to him, about I was going to do chores in the house, but I did that, cause I didn’t wat to talk to him at the moment and to avoid guilt tripping and to avoid him getting mad at me, I didn’t wanted to cry again for him, god I was such an idiot. In the whole month of june 2021, I was going to be grounded, and the prick legit told me to skip the punishment, I was like what? I told him that I wasn’t going to do that, cause first of all, they’re my parents, I gotta listen to them and do things they tell me to do, if I can do it, and second of all, I am not going to skip my punishment or else I’ll get in more trouble then I originally had, so I accomplished my punishment, and in july, oh boy, I was told that Oscar was a homophobe, cause he posted a thing on his Instagram, asking what did the gays do to have a month, cause he bullied the admin who was Six, and made her cut herself on the wrists....I at first didn’t believe that, cause I was blind, but then I saw the stories of the admin, and I believed her, cause she had proof and screenshots of the things that he told her, and he were a homophobe towards her, she’s bi like and has a gf, she ovbiously didn’t apreciated, she blocked him, and it hurted her more than me, cause he was like brother to her, so I wasn’t the only one who got hurt, he hurted my real online friends, I did not apreciate that, but I didn’t block him, till I told him, that we couldn’t be bf and gf anymore cause my parents didn’t apreciate me having an stranger online as a bf, cause he could be a sexual predator, he didn’t took it well, he didn’t snap at me, but, the way he said “Oh, they don’t like me...” it said everything to me, I told him, that it was not that they don’t like him, is just they don’t know how he look like and don’t know him, and deep down I didn’t wanted to be his gf, cause I didn’t want to continue it I was uncoftorble in it, so yeah, he would write to me, differently than he would ofently do, it would talk to me, more coldly and disntant as if were nothing anymore, all cause I told him, that we couldn’t be together anymore...he started saying that he would go to Japan, cause the age of concent is 13 in there, yes only cause of that....disgusting, disgusting, cause he wants to go there when he’s 19.... And, well, I blocked him in all of his accounts on Insta and on TikTok, but he proceeded to be an annoying lil shit, cause he made another account, an Spider-Man account, he talked to the admin, begging her to put him back in the rp, ovbiously she didn’t do that and blocked him, I did the same, I created a group chat with other two rp friends, called “Fuck Ghosty” and we three explained everything that he did to us three, one of us, said that Oscar, got mad at him (he’s trans btw, I said this cause is important to this) cause he told Oscar that he liked a girl from school, mind you that this person was originally a girl but felt as a boy, and top of that he’s only 10....Is really a shame that a 17 (yep I found out later that he was originally 17, yes he lied about year old said disgusting homophobe and transphobe insults to a 10 year old kid, he cried, he made my friend cry...I was mad when he said that Oscar called him names, I was very sorry for him, he didn’t deserve that...and my other online female friend, was lied to, cause she believed what Oscar said about me, he apologized to me, and said that she was sorry that she also bought Oscar’s side of the story regardless of what the admin showed, I told her that it was ok, she didn’t know that Oscar was an asshole, and months passed and he did yet again another account, and like a fool, I thought he was a completly different person, the others in the rp group chat also were desieved by him, and well I found out that it was him, cause the idiot said “Fuck it, it was me Ghosty all this time, now I know why you blocked me”, I screshot the message, wich is this

And with the Spider-Man account it was this

I called this image “Important my ass”. Anyways, I was shocked about that revelation, and the first sceenchot, I sended it to the admin, she did a call out post about that, and she said that no strangers were allowed in the rp, cause our trust was broken, cause of fucking Oscar, I know guys this is a long post, but, is cause Oscar continued talking to us with other accounts that he made, that boy stalked me and the other members for weeks! He was an stalker, he was trying to regain our trust and get back to the chat, but, the admin didn’t want to, for the reasons I gave you guys before, and you know what angers me the most? Is that he made me promise not to lie to him, but he didn’t do the same, I mean, I also lied to him about doing chores around the house, but I lied to him about that, just so I could get away from him and do other fun stuff that I wanted to do, and the fact that he tried to make me jelous when he pretended to be another person...that’s really disgusting, but that didn’t work. In recent times, like in summer, I was followed by an anime aacount rp and they texted me, a person (who was Oscar AGAIN btw, but I didn’t know) and that person was rp as Nagatoro, from the anime “Don’t toy with me Ms Nagatoro”, wich is this girl if you don’t remember/know

Well, I didn’t responded to their dm, in fear of them being Oscar yet again, with another account, cause he was a fan of the anime...Well, guess what? It was Oscar AGAIN! But Imma be honest, I think he didn’t know it was me, cause I changed my user name and pfp, that’s why he dmed me, I found out that it was him, cause the admin of the old Little Nightmares group chat, posted a warning post about Oscar in the same account that followed and dmed me! I gasped in horror, when I read her post...and it seriously gave me flashbacks, and I was mortified, so I went to the account and block him AGAIN. The admin said that Oscar said bad stuff about her, about how “the Six in the rp chat was evil!”, putting her in a bad light, when he was the evil one in this situation -_-. Whenever I see an Spider-Man, an Spoon Girl, a Wonder Egg Priority and a Don’t toy with me Ms. Nagatoro accounts, I always think that is him and I get really scared when one of those accounts follow me or even worse, dm me....Is been a year I know, but, sometimes I get flasbacks...I’ve never been stalked, manipulated or lied to...I hope he stops saying bad things about the old admin of the rp group, cause she didn’t do anything wrong, again he made her cut herself...cause he used her as a punching bag, like he almost does to me...Also, thanks for reading this, if you got to this part and I forgot to mention, that, I am from Spain, so, when it was day for him, it was night for me, he kept me awake till really late, like 2am something, and I told him SEVERAL TIMES, that I was from Spain, that if it was day for him, it was night for me, but he didn’t listen, he kept doing the same thing over, over and over again....And this is the anime “Wonder Egg Priority” btw

Also, I heard this songs, after that happened to me, I listned to them, to somehow make me feel better, but they mostly represents the stages I went, from what he did to me, so yeah.

1: Clear my head by Ellis

This song, represents, me trying to erase Oscar from my mind, but at that moment I was failing miserabally, cause I kept thinking about him, and it represents that perfectly, especeally the “Burn the bridges between us” part

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2: Please don’t go by Joel Adams

I heard this one, when on the night he made cry, when I still cared about him, I was sending messages, putting myself down, and telling I am sorry, million times, and telling him that I didn’t know he was depressed, but he didn’t answer me, he spent almost all night without telling me nothing. This song represents that, it represents me crying, me being stressed out, cause he wasn’t answering me, and the “I send in so many messages but you don’t reply” part, represents that perfectly...I was seriously hurt on that night...

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3: Don’t lie to me by Lena

This represents the lies he told me indirectly, like his age by saying he was “15″ when he was 17 at the time, he’s 18 now. And also how I lied to him, about making chores in my house, but again, I made those to get away from him, and watch my things in YouTube and do homework and study for my exams and also how he lied to my other friends, cause people aren’t always online and they have a life outside social media, unlike him...

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4: Need ya by twoDB

And the last one, this represents how I finally I decided to block him forever out of my life, and from my memories, erase him forever, and that I don’t need him anymore. And how he never was there for me (he was, but only one time, then he wasn’t there for me anymore) ever! This is me, moving on with my life, unlike him, who decided to stalk me and my friends, with different accounts.

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#instagram #call out post #OSCAR YOU ASSHOLE #I HOPE YOU GOT GROUNDED ONCE AGAIN ON SUMMER #stalking #emotional manipulation #piece of shit person #thats for Oscar #thanks for reading #no reblogs pls #likes are allowed #i regret every choice i made that time #i regret everything #i was shaking like crazy when i got to the ending of the post #comments are also welcome

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thranduilland · 3 years

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If you want another tattoo you have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of actually opening your mouth and talking to the tattoo artist...

#man #I want another tattoo so bad #but like how do conversation #tattoo #ewww social interaction

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ziracona · 2 years

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Every time a t e rf interacts with that post I made last year about being queer I can immediately tell from clicking their blog to block them that they’re the exact brand of white bitch who saw trailers in 2018 for Life is Strange 2, about two Hispanic brothers in 2016 running for the border after their dad is killed by a cop in the middle of the Trump social unrest surge, and made about 50 posts going “Oh ho ho ewww boys; no one will play this stupid dumb game what a disappointment—SE failed to grasp what their fandom liked at all in the first place, huh?” because it wasn’t about white lesbians.

#it’s so funny. they always have a Hw house in their about and a name like TheWombWitch168<3 or smth

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the-bjd-community-confess · 3 years

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Mod: Several confessions about SFW posting and grooming:

Do you people not understand that grooming requires like, intent? And a target? Someone posting whatever the fuck on their personal page and minding their own business isn't grooming, no matter how much it personally bothers you to see their content. As long as they've tagged or otherwise warned that the content is of a sensitive nature, they have fulfilled their responsibilities. It is your responsibility thereafter to disengage with content you do not wish to see.

~Anonymous

I've made 18+ only spaces for my dolls, and I've still had minors try and get to see/join. From the comments I read, that still makes me at fault, and a "groomer though", since obviously it's the job of a complete stranger to talk to another complete stranger who's also a minors, and tell them how bad it is to talk, and interact with strangers, especially strangers who post 18+ content, for other adults who're all above the legal age, and how parents aren't at fault for raising an entitled brats

~Anonymous

as someone who was actually groomed for real -- and all that comes with it including legal action against the perpetrator -- a grown-ass adult posting whatever they want on their own social media who isn't interacting with you in any way is not grooming, holy shit. stop using my trauma as some kind of justification for your unwillingness to control your online experience. like what the fuck? there is a difference between someone deliberately manipulating you and someone living their own life!

~Anonymous

I'm totally on the side of the anon who said it's not my responsability to ensure a safe search to kids under 13. Granted, I won't push nsfw content down people's throat but banning *ewww sexual topic* just cause "a kid might see it", just no. No. You are responsible for your navigation, 13 or not. I was on the web younger than that and knew to nope out of somewhere inapropriate. If people today are stupid enough to expose themselves to unhealthy content for their age group, it's their problem.

Long story short, if you don't like nsfw you avoid it, and if you post said content you warn about it. End of story. Life was easier and better when we weren't tailoring the internet for the little ones. Is it really their place to be online where they can be exposed to inapropriate depiction ? I don't think so. And yes, I have a 6yo child and when they'll go online, I WILL be there to ensure safe use. If parents don't know how to control their child's devices, it still isn't my problem.

~Anonymous

#BJD #ABJD #BJD Confessions #TrueBJDConfessions #Tagging

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mercuryislove · 3 years

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Don’t hate me but… I kinda want you to answer all of the deep dive WIP asks 🥺 if that’s unreasonable tho, just 2, 9, and 10 please!

I am SORRY for the delay!!! i answered every question for BOTH projects so you're in for like.... several thousand words of shit that makes absolutely no sense, but i hope you you enjoy it! :)

1. Who are two characters that don't like each other? What do they reveal about each other to the readers? Will they ever learn to put aside their differences?

White Crane: okay this is hard because like. so many people do not like each other. (I know I made a post once about how terrible it would be to be one of twenty-eight people that have the power of dead gods but are trapped in stupid human bodies and you're all a thousand years old and hate each other so so so so so much because you all SUCK.) But for the sake of simplicity, I will talk about Ciaran and Sihla who never got along but only played nice to keep Anwei happy. They absolutely do NOT put aside their differences lmao once everything kind of, um, blows up between the three of them, all they want to do is KILL each other. She makes it her life's goal to make him suffer, and he basically loses his sanity in the process of trying to find a way to kill her for good. The beef is unbelievable. ANYWAY, what they reveal about each other is that Ciaran is not nearly as innocent in anything as he likes to pretend and Sihla is not as guilty as everyone says she is. I mean, she is still a terrible person in many ways, but that does not excuse the things he did to her all those years ago. She hates him for many, many good reasons.

Old Blood: Andhira HATES the entire Ekion family, but specifically the oldest son (who does not have an official name yet.... oops). He doesn't much care for her either but is usually too busy trying to better his social standing to worry too much about her. Except when they're in the same room together (which happens semi-regularly because her brother is kind of in love with him lmao). They hate each other for the exact same reason and it's that they're both SO arrogant. They look down on everyone around them (which in Andhira's case is like. fair. She's the firstborn of the two most powerful people on the planet, and the only person that comes close to that level of power is her twin brother who was born a mere fourteen minutes after her) but think the other is completely unjustified in their actions. Really all it reveals to a reader is that they both kind of suck and need to get over themselves because all that behavior does is make people resent you. They only put aside their differences because she does kind of need his help once or twice, but they would gladly spit in each other's face and/or push each other down a flight of stairs in the name of pettiness.

2. What do you hope your readers will take away from your wip? Is there an intentional theme to the story?

These can be answered together! I started writing these stories because I wanted to have fun but they've both kind of morphed into a long-winded way of saying that like. it's okay to be messed up and hate yourself and have major internal struggles because there are people who still love you. I KNOW it doesn't sound like that from uhhhhhh literally everything I've ever said about this stuff but bear with me. The BIG theme is that love is EVERYTHING. All kinds of love. It's the reason to keep on going. You are never alone, even strangers can love you in their own way, etc etc etc etc. Also gay love fucking prevails always and forever.

3. What do you love most about your protagonist?

Yixing is funny and weird and definitely a horse girl and he kind of sucks sometimes because he's stubborn as hell and has terrible people skills and maybe also a drinking problem, but he is kind and empathetic and despite the absolute hell he's lived through, he still sees the good in people and knows that it's easy to make mistakes and that most people deserve second chances in life. Also I like him because he is without a doubt the ideal man and I made him that way on purpose. And god I wish we could drink together. I'm talking stumbling drunk, crying on the bathroom floor, please-hold-my-hair-i'm-about-to-throw-up kind of drinking. We would have a great time being stupid together I think.

Vera is resilient and mean and stubborn and cold and off-putting and hard to get to know, and she sucks for those reasons but it's also why I love her so much. She has also lived through hell and it didn't make her try to see the good in people like Yixing does. It just made her bitter and resentful. She warms up over time, but she fights tooth and nail against it. I also love her so much because she is the archetype of like. the washed up former prodigy that has to return sort of against her will to her old life, and she realizes that she misses it in some ways but also remembers exactly why she left. I would Not want to drink with her (because she doesn't drink anymore), but I would love to take one of her art classes.

4. Is there anything in the story that is implied but not directly stated? Will this become more relevant later on? How perceptive would a reader have to be to pick up on this?

White Crane: This is hard because I'm so invested in my own shit that it feels obvious to me, but I try to lay out a little candy trail that tells the reader that Ciaran and Anwei are Not What They Seem right from the start. It’s hard to explain without specific examples but it’s in the way they talk, they way they interact with other people, the way certain things they say don’t line up, etc etc etc. And there is a Big Hint of what will happen to Ciaran in the second and third installment, but idk if that counts. Also there are definitely implications that Yixing is trans but that's neither here nor there (honestly I’ve gone back and forth on whether or not he should be explicitly trans or if it should be left to reader interpretation because well... I don’t know if I'm capable of writing the nuance of transness because I'm not trans despite my complex and confusing relationship with gender but I'm also not a thirty-something year old Asian man NOR am I a god NOR am I a former vampire hunter NOR am I like. any of the things I write about other than a mean lesbian so. who knows?)

Old Blood: TRUE FANS already know this one, but regular degular readers that haven't participated in funny question friday or read my random late night posting would not immediately know that Josef and the Sovereign were once involved. Basically the only characters in the story that know are Josef, Luka, the Sovereign himself, and Tahire. But there are definitely some hints peppered throughout conversations and perhaps some photos and trinkets that Josef has kept after all this time... It has like no weight on the events of the story but I just think it's fun. Once again I am way too invested to know if it's easy to pick up on or not but I think it takes some theorizing about maybe? Other than that there aren’t any significant secrets.

5. Which character has the most intricate backstory? Is this backstory common knowledge from the start, or is it revealed later on? How does the backstory affect the narrative?

White Crane: this is unfair because some of the characters are almost a thousand years old and some of them are like. 35. I DO have a full timeline written out of the thousand years of history that Ciaran and Anwei have lived through, if that counts as an answer. Like it doesn't have every single day and year, but it has all the big events for sure. Barring that, Yixing definitely has a pretty complex backstory. The man gets around lol and I try (and maybe fail?) to make him seem not too complex initially but then things get revealed and you learn more about him and are like “oh my god no wonder this man has Problems.” Also if he was like. “normal” and perhaps “well-adjusted” the story would not exist at all because he is the way he is and makes some of the stupid decisions he does because of his weird little life.

Old Blood: ONCE AGAIN, this is unfair because the Sovereign is like older than god. And Vera is 37. But like. I haven't fleshed him or any of the old ass vampires out nearly as much as Vera so there's your answer I guess? And I guess the important things are known from the start (that she was a prodigy, that she retired because terrible shit happened and she couldn't handle it, that she suffers from significant ptsd because of it, etc), but there is a lot of detail that doesn't come out until much later when she has to confront her Feelings (ewww feelings). Uh... the backstory affects the narrative because it wouldn't exist at all if Vera wasn't plagued by her fucked up blood nightmares lol

6. Which two characters have the most complicated relationship? How does their relationship develop over time?

White Crane: Ciaran and Anwei totally. They love each other because they're brother and sister and were all the other had for a VERY long time (and even when they were still uh mortal, they relied on each other constantly), but also they hate each other because they're brother and sister. You know how it is with siblings. I love my brother and sister to pieces but I can't imagine being immortal and having to put up with the both of them for all eternity (sorry guys if you are reading this somehow.... I love you but we are all so annoying god bless). They handled their newfound godhood very, very, very differently and it kind of colors their relationship for the rest of time. There were times where they were extremely codependent and other times where they didn't speak to each other for DECADES. At the start of our story, they're on much better terms and have buried all their hatchets, but it doesn't take much for that to change....

Old Blood: Probably Vera and Andhira? They're only brought together because of their shared fucked up blood nightmares, and neither of them like that thought. They both resent the other for everything they are, and Vera is pretty much completely hostile to Andhira about it for a long time (and Andhira is only just barely cordial lol), but obviously a significant part of the plot revolves around them like. falling in love so they DO get over it after a while :)

7. What is the most heart-wrenching scene in your wip? Why?

White Crane: When Yixing fucking DIES. I feel like this one should be self-explanatory. But I mean if you would like further explanation, it's unpleasant and slow and agonizing and nobody can do anything to stop it (haha....... unless?) so Ciaran gets to hold him for a long time and feel really bad about it lol

Old Blood: idk if there are any really heart-wrenching scenes but there are definitely some miserable and uncomfortable scenes like where Vera relives in vivid detail the days that she witnessed the gruesome deaths of her young apprentice and her last lover. They're upsetting because those are the two days that basically ruined her life (and one was the final straw that sent her spiraling completely out of control) and it's painful to watch her have to live with the guilt of what happened even if it wasn't her fault.

8. What is a song that you associate with your wip? Explain.

White Crane: not to be basic but absolutely without a doubt in my stupid mind “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” by Tears for Fears lol it's because uh. well. Everybody wants to rule the world right? Basically way back in 2019 when I was crafting the ideas for the dnd campaign that became this thing instead, I was definitely having a metal gear moment (honestly I’m about to have a metal gear moment NOW lol) and was listening to a lot of like. mgs adjacent music and latched onto this song (and also promises, promises by naked eyes lmao) as some like thematic element. Like my brain making amvs. You know how it is. ANYWAY the point is. The concept was originally way different and was supposed to be more about the immediate aftermath of the so-called end of the world (yes Yixing was still there and yes he was still just some guy), and it focused a lot more on power struggles between all of these insane people that were granted godhood in the wake of the dying world. Which........ is something I'd like to write about at some point because it's intriguing in its own way but at the time I was unequipped to write about that when I really just wanted to write about people who are, for all intents and purposes, quite average getting caught up in the batshit drama of higher powers. (fun fact: Ciaran was supposed to be a tyrant king that ran a death cult and Anwei and Yixing were working together to figure out a way to kill him. Which is. Kind of what my dnd campaign is like now lol BASICALLY he's like if Big Boss was unkillable and could also rip souls out of people's bodies and eat them. I absolutely do not remember what this question originally was. Something about a song?)

Old Blood: THIS is the reason it took me so long to answer this whole thing. I thought long and hard and looked through all my playlists and listened to random songs that came to mind but it turns out the song I was looking for was right in front of me the whole time. DUH. It's “Golden Light” by Twin Shadow :) In my humble homo interpretation, I think it's a song about being afraid to fall in love and. Well. That's the whole point. Also #spoilers but the first time Vera sees Andhira and is like “oops I think I have feelings” is when they've just arrived at Andhira's home and the sun is rising and she looks over at her as they stand at the top of a hill and she has her eyes closed to the sun and she's bathed in golden light and OOUGGGGHGHHH poetic cinema. (honorable mention goes to “Groove is in the Heart” by Deee-lite because it’s quintessential early 90s music that Vera would be super into)

9. What does your protagonist want most? What would they do to achieve this? What is something they wouldn't do to achieve this?

White Crane: Yixing wants to be happy for once. Like actually really happy instead of just. getting by. There's a scene where they're making wishes for the next seasons during the summer solstice and someone asks what he wants and he's like “uh I guess I want to still be alive at the end of the year?” and the other person is like “isn't that what everyone wants? Raise the fucking bar please. What do you REALLY want?” and he's stands there for a really long time and thinks about it before finally saying “I think I just want to be happy for once” and everyone else is like. wow. Way to kill the fucking mood dude. Anyway. He has had fleeting moments of happiness in his life but wants nothing more than to feel that way forever. It's kind of hard to say what he wouldn't do for that because like. there's not really much you CAN do in the first place, so I feel like there's even less you couldn't do. I guess he wouldn't like sell his soul to the devil or something lmao (though by being involved with Ciaran he's pretty much halfway there)

Old Blood: to be left alone. Vera just wants a normal life. She really truly does want to pretend that none of the horrible shit happened to her and that she was never a world-famous hunter. And she wants to teach art classes and live a quiet life!!! I mean, she is already mostly doing that exact thing when we first meet her, but obviously she has some hindrances (aka fucked up blood nightmares). She is begrudgingly helping Andhira because she assumes that will fix her problem and that she'll be able to get to that quiet living as soon as all is said and done. The only thing she really wouldn't do to get what she wants is like... live somewhere far away from Josef and Luka lol She likes having them close by more than she wants to be left alone.

10. Within your story's world, were there any events that impacted every character (or most characters)? How would they be different if this event never happened? (Alternatively, erase an important even from on character's backstory and imagine where they'd be now.)

White Crane: well. If the stupid old gods didn't all kill themselves and almost end the world then I guess none of this story would exist lol But the actual answer is like. If Yixing had never run out on his girlfriend of ten years then he wouldn't have moved across the continent to Jengmi and wouldn't have made a name for himself way out there and wouldn't have been scouted and recruited and wouldn't have met Ciaran or Anwei and wouldn't have gotten in the middle of the batshit grudge between a bunch of ancient petty gay people and wouldn't have DIED and wouldn't have made one of the ancient petty gay people in particular lose his grip on his humanity via a lust for power in a desperate attempt to guarantee his safety and wouldn't have been the reason that tens of thousands of people die in his name and wouldn't have accidentally set off a chain of events that resulted in him having to hunt down and kill the Actual God that started it all in a fit of jealous rage. So like. maybe he should have just gone through with the wedding. All things considered, his life would have been way less stressful.

Old Blood: uhhh, that's tough because the stuff that happens only really has any effect on the mortal characters (I mean yeah people still try to kill the Sovereign but they're too dumb to know the ACTUAL way to kill him.... haha unless??), so it would be more like a what if Vera didn't witness the violent deaths of both her apprentice and her lover and have a full blown nervous breakdown and abandon her career? Well...... I think most things in the plot would transpire more or less the same, except she would be WAY less pissed off about it. In fact, she would probably be hyped as hell to get the chance to make the acquaintance of the Sovereign's family like Josef had before her. The thought of Vera being upbeat and not a sleep-deprived asshole that hates being dragged back to her old life..... ew. Not that I enjoy her suffering but you know what I mean. It just wouldn't be the same.

11. What is something from your wip that you just really want to ramble about?

Are you sure you're ready for this. This is going to be so so so so long I'm sorry in advance. It's Saturday night and I'm alone and kind of sad so I'm just going to let loose.

As I hone down plot elements for next two installments in my little trilogy, I have kind of become obsessed with the passage of time and how different it must feel to someone that, well, lives forever. One of the ways I'd written (that has since been kind of changed) for Yixing to start to figure out what Ciaran really is was that he would casually be looking through his bookshelf and find an old photograph of Ciaran, Anwei, and their mom standing backstage together after one of his performances. And when he eventually asks Ciaran about it, he gets upset because how dare you touch the one thing I have left to remember my mother? To remember what my life used to be like? There are so many names and faces and places and foods and sensations that I've forgotten in the 940 years I've lived like this and I would give anything I have to see any of it just one more time because I didn't know that the last time I would ever speak to my mom we would have an argument on the phone about how I need to go to the temple and pray for good fortune on my birthday, or that the last time I would ever see my best friend would be at 6am when we both came into the studio to practice and he asked me to go out to breakfast and I said no because I thought a nap would be more important. And there are so many people that I've watched die whose names I never learned and whose faces I forgot the moment I turned away, and there are so many others that I loved so dearly that I had to leave behind because they grew old and I didn't. And I have lived lifetimes in solitude to keep myself a secret from other people and I have died more than any person should ever have to die and I have witnessed atrocities no one should ever witness and I hate everything about this life so much but I love everything about this life so much and I wouldn’t trade it for anything but I think I would give it all away in an instant if only to remember the scent of my mother's favorite perfume and I think I would give it all away in an instant if it meant I didn't have to watch you turn to dust in my arms.

ANYWAY. I think a lot about the agony of loving things that aren't permanent and how it really DOES drive you mad because lately I have been unbelievably nostalgic for certain things that weren't even that long ago but..... I didn't appreciate them at the time and I feel so guilty about it. (And like. I too would give up my entire life to be able to remember the scent of my grandmother's favorite perfume.) And all my pent-up sadness is for things that only happened in my childhood. I have pictures and videos and other people to share those memories with, but what does it feel like to be one of very few people that watched the entire world fall apart and rebuild itself and have nothing to hold onto from that time? What does it feel like to foster dozens of generations of children and outlive every single one of them? What does it feel like to have only fragments of memories of entire lifetimes? How lonely is it? I mean, Ciaran and Anwei have each other and that makes a difference but it still has to be the most isolating feeling. And then there's the pain that comes with memories that have faded or otherwise become hazy. I doubt either of them remember their father's face. They hadn't seen him in years even before it all happened. If it wasn't for that single photo he has, they wouldn't remember their mother's face either. Do they still remember her name? Or her birthday? Do they remember anyone else? Cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, friends, coworkers? If they do, do they even want to talk about it? One thing I worry about in my own life (and this is how I know I have Problems) is that I'm so afraid that talking about memories will alter them somehow. There are so many things that I don't even like to share because once the words are spoken the little vhs tape that has all my memories has been recorded over, even if it's just by a single frame. Something about it has been changed forever each time I talk about it. Do they feel the same way and keep things to themselves instead of sharing the sadness? I think maybe they used to talk about the “old days” or whatever much more often back in the past, but as the years went by.... they just learned to keep it to themselves.

I think maybe I have a lot of anxiety about the passage of time and of being forgotten!

Anyway again. The passage of time drives me insane. And I think it would make me even more insane if I had been chosen to carry the mantle of a dead god and would live forever. My dog died a year ago and I still cry like every single day thinking about her. If I was doomed to live forever I don't know how the sadness wouldn't swallow me whole! No wonder all the people in this book are fucking CRAZY!!

And don't even get me started on the Sovereign lol he's like “oh boo-hoo you've lived for not even a thousand years? Bitch they hadn't invented fucking GLASS yet when I was born. The horse wasn't domesticated yet. Cry harder!!”

#oc talk #4000 words later!!!!!#uh i hope this makes ANY sense at all lol #i wrote the responses to all of these at like 1am last night and the night before so. you'll have to forgive me if they're stupid

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gra-sonas · 3 years

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Ok, so this is weird but I really felt that I had to share it with you. I've just woken up and I remember that I had a dream where I was writing an ask to you about how excited I am to see Wyatt storyline even though no one else is because I want to see all the Manes brothers interact (yes, aparrently in my dream Wyatt is a manes (??) 🤣🤣🤣🤦🏽🤦🏽) Anyway, just one of my nonsense dreams lol Feel free to ignore this...as I said, I just wanted to tell you since you were part of the dream in a way😅😅

What a strange thing to dream about, nonnie. 😂 I feel like I should apologize that I was part of this Wyatt weirdness, in some way 😅

Ewww, Wyatt a Manes, gross D: YESSSS to more Manes brothers interaction tho, I'd like to co-sign the petition!

I really don't know what to think about Wyatt. We know that Dylan McTee's been in Santa Fe several times, also closer to the end of the season. I still hope it won't be a Wyatt redemption arc, but I'm kinda afraid it's going to be a Wyatt redemption arc. :/ I like Dylan a lot, but damn, not Wyatt??? -_-

I want a redemption arc for Flint so badly (and he deserves one way more than Wyatt imo). 🥺

I just hope that in case Flint isn't part of S3, it's only due to scheduling conflicts and not bc they didn't want Flint in S3 (or Kiowa didn't want to return - although he's kept sharing RNM things on his socials, and he even liked tweets where people tagged him in pro!Flint redemption tweets, so there's no indication of conflict between him and the show).

Fingers crossed there's another explanation why Dylan's been filming so much this season, and fingers crossed Flint will be part of S3.

#rnm speculation #rnm spoilers #nonnie asks

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 4 years

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Once Bitten, Twice Stupid prt.13

Keith came out the shower doing his best drowned rat expression to date. With the towel around his shoulders, Lance wondered if Keith was protecting his neck, or preventing his shirt from soaking through. Having already showered, Lance had a glass of blood wine in one hand, and his phone in the other, dinner plans having gone out the window while he was busy playing with Keith

“Do you want the good news, or the bad news?”

Keith crossed his arms, Lance having to stomp down his compulsion to go dry the younger males hair off with a towel

“What?”

“Well, remember my friends from the other night, yeah, Hunk’s going to be here in about 20 minutes to pick us up”

“I’m not going”

“You don’t even know where we’re headed to”

“I don’t care. We’re not going”

It didn’t escape Lance that “I” had turned to “we”. He figured the hunter wouldn’t trust him to go out alone, and if he hadn’t been totally awol from his normal life he would have been turning down the invitation for some serious self pampering time

“Sorry, but you see, when my friends want to hang out, I don’t turn them down. You need to go get changed into something more bar appropriate”

“We’re not going. We haven’t finished talking. You turned me, and I need to know more”

With the number of times Keith had accused him, Lance felt like he’d know Keith far longer than a week and a bit... God, he couldn’t even remember if it had been a week, Keith’s idiocy was spreading

“And I hear I was thinking you’d finally gotten a clue. We’re going, because I’m invited. I’ll go on my own if I have to, but I had the feeling you’d freak out and think your prey was running away”

Keith’s emotions flickered across his face, obviously arguing mentally about the fact he couldn’t say no, and nor did he have the power to stop Lance

“Fine, but only so I can make sure you don’t turn anyone else. If you so much look like you’re going to bite someone, I will decapitate you”

“Excellent. I think I should have something in wardrobe that’ll fit. I’m guessing you like black on black”

“What’s wrong with my clothes?”

“You’re wearing a black onesie. Some people might be into that, but at a bar, that suit’s a crime against fashion”

“It’s not made to be fashionable”

“No, it’s made so you can be all “bump in the night”. Blargh. Go change already”

Keith told Lance at least several times that wearing his clothes had been forced upon him. Lance wasn’t sure why, when Keith had chosen his own wardrobe out of what was available. In ripped skinny legged black jeans and a black silk button up, Keith looked passable. Lance chalking up the weird sensation of wanting to pat Keith’s butt to the fact he too was recovering from being poisoned. Keith was soooo not his type, never mind the fact the guy was a freakin’ human, Keith hated him with a passion. Nope. Keith didn’t look good in his clothes, nor would he look better out of them. Lance was just... going through a lot. That was it. He was not getting suckered in by those piercing purple eyes, or the way Keith’s collarbones peaked out of the shirt. The blood in his body had enough to deal with, without it deciding it needed to make a trip down south over absolutely nothing.

Leaving Blue feeding her face on wet food, Lance headed for the door, back tracking to grab Keith by the wrist and drag him along behind him. Keith was starting to object all over again, but Lance wasn’t having it. If he had to socialise around drunks, then the punishment should be shared by Keith for being so goddamn hot and stupid... mostly stupid with a dash of stupidly hot sprinkled on top, kind of like unwanted chilli flakes. Lance was feeling pretty confident in his own outfit, blue jeans, white shirts and cropped tan jacket, but Keith had one upped him without even trying. Maybe Keith would get laid and lose some of his prickliness? The anger loaf needed to let that anger go, and turn into that beautiful emo butterfly hidden inside his cocoon of douchery. Towing Keith out the house, Lance left the alarm off in case Shiro came back. Explaining Keith’s presence seemed a hard enough challenge as it was, explaining why Shiro was breaking into his house... that was a whole other kettle of fish.

Lance had been lied too. There was no bar, they were in fact in Platt, running a rehearsal of Hunk’s date with Shay on the weekend. Picking up Pidge, she’d thrown herself into the back of the car, hand narrowly missing Lance’s junk in her rush. Oogling Keith, Pidge had elbowed him as she buckled herself in, all Lance could do was offer a shrug. Hunk’d already been shocked enough for the three of them, Lance lying his arse off saying Keith had offered to stay a few days and help Lance take photos of his house as he was thinking of repainting. The photos were for the online lab thingo where you could upload your rooms and pick colours there. Yep, those were the words he used too, technology was forever changing and he openly admitted he missed the days before social media... other than the cat videos and memes.

With Keith having no cash, Lance paid. Choosing gold class tickets meant the food was included, and the seating private. The hunter looked spooked by human interaction, Lance ordering steak dinners for the pair of them because damn if he wasn’t in the mood for some budget dead cow. Buying the biggest coke they had, Lance enjoyed the fact that the mix ratio was whack with more syrup than soda water, the straw ending up chewed on before they’d even made it into the screening room. Lance wasn’t sure about the movie selection but with Hunk and Shay going to see the one rom-com playing, Lance steered the group away from buying tickets for it so his bestie and Shay could enjoy seeing it for the first together.

Taking their seats, Lance wound up between Pidge and Keith. Pidge immediately started playing with the chair remote, and Keith sighed in annoyance. Leaning in, Lance kind of felt bad that they hadn’t wound up at a bar. Keith would have been able to have a few drinks and kick back, then find someone to take to the bathroom and work that aggression out. Just because he hadn’t done the do, didn’t mean Keith wasn’t a seasoned professional

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know we were going to see a movie”

“Whatever”

��I’m serious. I didn’t know. I would have dressed warmer if I did, and would have insisted you put a jacket on”

“I’m not a kid”

“I know you’re not. I just feel bad. I was hoping you’d be able to relax a little...”

“I don’t want to talk to you anymore”

“Okay, but I really am sorry”

When dinner came out, Keith poked at until he finally gave in, pretty much wolfing it down, half an hour later Lance had to excuse himself to the bathroom, finding Keith gone when he returned. Taking his seat beside Pidge, Lance leaned in

“What happened to Keith?”

“He said he needed the bathroom. Didn’t you see him?”

“No. How long ago did he leave?”

“Not long after you... Dude, what’s your deal with him?”

“My what?”

“Your deal. What’s he still doing here?”

“I asked him to take some photos of the house for me”

Pidge crossed her arms

“If you’re going to lie, at least make it convincing”

“Who said I’m lying?”

“You did. I know you, and I know when you’re lying. Something’s off with Keith, and you’re acting really weird”

“I’m not acting weird”

“Are you two dating? Is that why you’re being weird? You feel like you can’t talk to us...”

“No! No, no, no, no, no... ewww. No. I’m not dating him, he’s a stranger”

“A stranger you bring to a movie night with your best friends”

“It was either leave him the house or bring him with me”

“So he’s staying with you, like, staying staying?”

“Only for tonight. Shiro’s going to pick him up. I’m thinking of repainting the living room closer to its original colours, and I figured having a fresh set of photos would work”

“Why didn’t you ask me?”

Pidge’s words went right over his head, before looping back and slapping him in the face. Pidge had had her feathers ruffled by Keith “taking” what would have been her “job”

“Because, my Pidgeon legged friend, you would start hunting for ghosts in my house, then try to steal Blue as you left”

“You’re dodging the question”

“I’m not dodging the question. I only asked him because he’s a professional. You’re still my number one tech guru. I’m sorry I’ve been sick and haven’t been able to hang out, but I’ve missed my gremlin. No one can replace my little anger muffin”

“You’re a wanker”

“So I’ve been told”

“Has your cold when passed? You still look pale”

“Yep. Clean bill of health from the doctor. Just the usual take it easy for the next few days, fluids, sleep, platonic dates with your best friends, the usual post cold instructions”

“I’m still shocked you’ve got Keith staying with you”

“I’m shocked too. But I keep telling myself it’s only for a few days and soon it’ll all be over”

“Dude, he was wearing your clothes”

“And?”

“Lance, you know I’d never judge you for your sexuality...”

Lance laughed, him and Keith simply too ridiculous to even go there

“It’s definitely not like that”

“Are you sure? I mean... I’ve never seen you like this...”

“What? Invaded by a photographer?”

“No, not like that... I mean... like, he’s wearing your clothes, staying at your house... it’s not like you”

“Keith didn’t have any clothes that weren’t a crime against fashion, or acceptable at a bar, which I totally thought we were going to, thanks to a certain someone. Nah, he’s just staying a couple of days then Shiro is going to pick him back up and that’s that”

“Something still feels off”

“Pidge, I promise I’m okay, and I promise Keith and I aren’t in some whirlwind romance, or whatever that brain of yours has thought up. I’m actually pretty sure he hates me, if that makes you feel any better”

“Nope. It just makes it weirder... Should we be worried that he hasn’t come back?”

“Nah, I’ll go see if I can find him. Dude’s got the social aptitude of a rockmelon. He probably peopled himself out and is having a sulk”

“If you say so. Now go away, I’ve already missed part of this riveting plot”

The plot wasn’t riveting. It was badly thought through and designed for the masses. Like most things...

Keith wasn’t in the cinemas entrance hall, nor the bathroom, Lance heading outside to search for him. Not at the front of the cinema, Lance was starting to get pretty annoyed with his missing idiot. The last place left to check was the parking lot, where he found said idiot cornered by three men. Great... just... great. He took his eyes off him for two minutes and he’d already wandered off into trouble. Walking over to stand just short of the three strangers, Lance eyes Keith who had his arms crossed, scowling at the group

“Heya, fellas. Something wrong here?”

“Who the fuck are you?”

“You know, just a concerned citizen. You’ve got my friend cornered, so if you could just see it in your hearts to let him go...”

Lance stepped back, escaping being hit in the face as the stranger bared his teeth. What the fuck?! Was Keith dense as fuck? Or did he think he had the skill to take on three idiots

“Your wallet or you life”

“Seeing you’re getting neither, I suggest you run along home”

“What did you say to me?!”

They hadn’t even had to go to bar to find trash. Lance sighed as he pulled out his phone

“Well, we are living in the age of technology. This miraculous little device lets me call the police when people like you start messing with people”

“You won’t get the chance”

“We’ll see”

Avoiding being attacked was laughable. His attackers had like zero grace, they must instead rely on numbers to look “intimidating”. Each swing that didn’t connect made them madder, their “leader” pulling out a small blade, as Lance danced around them. Putting the phone to his ear, he made as if he was calling the police and not his home phone

“I’m going to kill you...”

Raising his pointer to his lips, Lance hushed the man

“Didn’t anyone teach you its rude to interrupt someone on a phone call?”

If someone was watching, the would have found the way the three morons were falling over each other hilarious

“Yes, hi, I’d like to report an attempted robbery at the front of Platt Pictures. There’s three guys that have bailed up two men...”

Dropping down to dodge the punch thrown at his face, Lance swept the leg of the leader, snatching his blade out his hand as the man’s eyes widened for the millisecond as he fell

“Yep. There still here... I’ll wait. You guys should probably run if you’re going to. Cops are on their way”

The look in the leaders eyes was something feral, spitting like it made him cool, the man wiped his mouth

“I’ll get you for this”

“I’ll be waiting, but I won’t be holding my breath. Also, I’ll be keeping hold of this blade of yours. Evidence and all that. It’s amazing this fingerprint technology...”

“Forget it, lets scram!”

When the leaders two goons split, the man pushed himself up, running off like the coward he was. Lance giving them a little wave as they did. Ending the call to his house, Lance slipped his phone back in his pocket, before holding out the blade to Keith

“Here, a souvenir of our time together”

“I could have handled that”

Lance rolled his eyes

“Never said you couldn’t. Anyway, take it. You seem to like knives and I’ve got no use for it”

Keith frowned at the offered knife

“But the police...”

“Aren’t coming. Let’s just say I have a job where I need to keep my name squeaky clean”

“What the hell?!”

Lance sighed at Keith

“What? Do you want me to call them? I totally can, I remember all their facial features”

“You didn’t do me a favour...”

“Never said I did. Oh, you totally skipped out on movie night. Do I want to ask why you’re not inside pretending to be scared like everyone else”

“The movie was shit”

“Finally, something we can agree on. But, Hunk and Pidge are trying to be friendly with you, so leaving is kind of a dick move”

“They don’t even like me”

“They might if you’re not out here hiding. Also, Pidge thinks we’re dating, so come on darling, we’ve got a movie to finish”

Lance took Keith by the wrist. Socialising wasn’t about to kill him

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Dragging Keith’s along, Lance spoke as they walked

“Well, that’s a long story. You see a long time ago a little boy was turned into a vampire. He grew up to become a lawyer, living as human like as he could, as he tried his hardest to give back to humanity so no other little kids got hurt. He never fed from a single person, took a lover, or like harmed any one more than what you just saw... You could say things were going well for him and he was happy. That was until two hunters crashed into his little corner of the world. He was forced to drink blood from an actual person for the first time in his life. Which upset him, because he felt he’d lost a little of the humanity he wanted. Now he’s trying his hardest for a stranger who wants him dead, and refuses to listen to him, because he’s some disgusting, revolting, beast that deserves that’s not even fit to be on the bottom of your shoe”

“That’s just it, why are you trying?”

“I don’t know, and that’s what’s getting under my skin”

Dragging Keith the whole back to their seats, they got there in time for the heroic ending where the main character saved the day. Hunk was sobbing, Pidge had gotten herself some skittles and was attempting to catch them in her mouth as she made a mess around her. Seeing they’d mostly missed the film, he and Keith remained standing there until the credits started and Pidge called “time to bail”. Ditching holding Keith’s wrist, because he’d honestly forgotten he had, Lance wrapped his arm around Hunk’s waist

“Good movie?”

“She was so brave...”

“I know, man”

Pidge cuddled up to his side until Lance looped his other arm around her

“What did you think?”

“It sucked. There were so many plot holes. I want my money back”

“Aw, never mind Pidgeon. It’s over now”

“That’s 133 minutes of my life I am never going to get back. You and Keith are arseholes. You missed most of the film!”

“Are we arseholes, or are you cranky we escaped?”

“You’re both definitely arseholes”

“Now, to be fair, Keith hit his people limit of the day. You’d never know, for all his conversational skills, but he’s a lot like you, Pidgeroonie. He gets very tired of people fast, and cannot do the brain without the coffee”

“That’s because people fucking suck!”

Pidge’s loudness caused the people walking near them to stare, staring was awkward forever one involved, Lance didn’t want the night to end awkwardly

“Okay, that’s enough exposure to the public for one night. Why don’t we grab something and head home? I’ll even pay”

“Yay! I want a super sized slushie. I should have thought of it sooner. I wonder if that slushie place with the weird flavours is still open”

Hunk groaned

“You’re making me do city driving?”

“Dude, relax. It’s night time, meaning there aren’t as many people on the road. Consider it practice for your date”

Hunk blushed, Lance laughing happily

“Don’t be mean to him, I’ll drive. Pidge, you’re in directions. Hunk, music, naturally, Keith, you get to sit in the back with Pidge and make sure she doesn’t get up too much mischief”

“What? Why?”

“Because I said so”

Keith opted to stay in the car and be a buzz killer as the three of them rushed to the slushie store. Minutes from closing, they were those annoying customers that all retail staff dread. Pidge was in heaven as she eyed the walls of flavour, Lance paying and limiting her to two without added energy drink. Hunk went for bubblegum flavour, Lance for strawberry. Keith hadn’t come in, but part of Lance didn’t want him feeling left out. With all the scowling faces Keith had pulled since they’d met, lemon was ruled out as a potential flavour, instead he went for iced coffee labeled as being lactose free. Keith might not be the nicest person in the world, but that didn’t mean Lance was going to be a douche over something Keith couldn’t control. He knew the man liked coffee, so it was the most logical choice. Pidge ended up unable to decide. One abomination made of orange, pineapple and mango, the second strawberry, bubblegum and coke. Making sure he’d left the woman behind the counter a very generous tip, Lance ushered Pidge and Hunk back to Hunk’s car, a little proud of himself when he got Keith’s door open with his foot in the door handle. Glaring up at him, Lance beamed in pride

“I got you one”

“I don’t need one”

“Yes, you did. It’s iced coffee, lactose free. Consider it an apology for venting on you earlier, if you need an excuse to take it”

Handing Keith the drink, Keith eyed it in suspicion

“Dude, it’s fine. Legit went from the machine to the cup then out to you. Pinky swear and all that. If you don’t want to drink it, I won’t get offended. I just thought it’d be nice to include you”

“Whatever. Thanks and stuff”

“You’re welcome. Let’s get you back home away from all these people so you can take a nap”

Keith’s expression soured, Lance was sure he was going to have the iced coffee slushy thrown at him, so shut the door quickly. Keith wouldn’t be a big enough douche to ruin Hunk’s interior. Hunk was a human, someone Keith was supposed to protect, meaning hurting his feelings had to go against whatever code hunters were bound to. Being caught up in everything going on, Matt came to his mind as Lance opened the driver’s door, his heart sinking. He hadn’t thought about Matt all night. Pidge had probably spent the whole night missing her brother and wishing it was him at the movies with them instead of Keith. He didn’t want to seem down, but it was hard to perk himself up now that he’d remembered he didn’t know how to act around Pidge. Climbing into Hunk’s car only made his heart ache more as Pidge and Hunk bickered over her flavour combinations. There was a code of privacy within VOLTRON, so he couldn’t enquire into Matt’s status. He couldn’t do anything to help Pidge with her Matt situation except for maybe confirm he was alive, which Shiro had already confirmed. Goddamn Shiro. He was ruining his night and the man wasn’t even here.

#once bitten twice stupid #vld au #mpreg #in later chapters like mentioned #klance #voltron #bottom Lance #vampire Lance #ashrathe rose #on ao3

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