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imjusttpeachy · 3 years

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sleepy angel. (c.h.)

Can I please request some cute corpse husband fluff. I really want something adorable and cute with him. Like playing with the readers hair and cuddles and that. -anon

okay yall i hope this isn’t too weird but i saw a tiktok abt it and thought it was the cutest thing ever and just— i needed to write about it. pretty short but i’m just getting back into writing sorryyyy

please check out the warnings!!

playlist

the licks - lavender kiss

wet bandits - movies as friends

puma blue - want me

dre’es - warm

daniel ceasar - get you

summary: reader is feeling a little cuddly but doesn’t want to disturb Corpse during his stream. who knew the floor could be so comfortable?

word count: 944

WARNINGS: she/her pronouns used, dom/sub undertones???, basically you sit on the floor and he plays with your hair pls don’t read if uncomfy with stuff like that

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You didn’t consider yourself a clingy girlfriend.

No, not at all.

It wasn’t clingy to want to be around your favourite person at all times, just to be sure that they’re safe and happy and not too stressed, right? Just to be sure.

Well, that’s what you told yourself anyway as you crawled out of bed and shuffled toward your boyfriend’s office where he was currently streaming. He probably still had a few hours left, but your skin was itching to feel his touch. You had already spent the past couple hours smothering yourself in his hoodie and comforter, reveling in his addicting smell. Though, even with the soft plush completely surrounding you, you couldn’t shake the feeling of just needing to be near him.

You shouldn’t distract him— that was the last thing he needed when he was already so anxious during streams, but it couldn’t hurt to just sit with him, right? It may even be relaxing to have you there, just keeping him company.

Pushing open the door to his office slowly, you peeked in through the crack, eyes immediately spotting that messy mop of black hair only illuminated by the monitor’s light in front of it. You found it odd at first, that he liked playing in the dark, but realized how much smaller it made the room feel therefore being more comforting to him. Finally gathering all your nerve, you pushed the door open and slipped inside the dark room quickly shutting it behind you. You felt kinda creepy, hiding in the shadows and against the walls of the room but you didn’t want to scare him at a bad point in the game and embarrass him in front of his audience. Watching his monitor from over his shoulder, you thought of a plan as you waited for the round to end. You didn’t want to distract him, so sitting in his lap was a big no; glancing downward though, a grin began to pull at you lips as you finally figured it out.

The game went on for maybe another minute or so before the ending screen played and all the characters began transporting back into the lobby— it was go-time. Silently slinking down to your hands and knees, you slowly crawled over to the side of the chair before hooking your chin over his thigh and gazing up at him. You felt his body jerk slightly at the pressure on his thigh, his gaze shooting down from the monitor and locking onto yours as you grinned at him from the floor. He gaped at you for a second before his hand shot out to mute his mic.

“Baby, what-“

“Just wanna be with you,” You could hear the confusion in his tone before you cut him off with your quiet mumble, sighing softly and closing your eyes as you settled in your place, hands folding to rest in your lap as to not accidentally reach out and wrap around his leg as well. Though, as the room settled into silence your brow furrowed as you lifted your chin off of his thigh to look up at him, mind beginning to race with the thought of making him uncomfortable. “Is... Is that okay? I’m sorry I should’ve-“

“No, no it’s okay bunny, I was just surprised.” It was his turn to cut off your nervous rambling just as you began to spiral, his hand coming down to rest against your jaw tilting your gaze back up until it locked with his again. His eyes drifted over your face as you looked up at him with probably the most lovesick expression painted all over your face, nuzzling into the warmth of his hand. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as you settled your chin back over his thigh, sighing in content. Your eyes were fluttering closed when he spoke up again. “Are you sure you’re okay down there?”

A soft hum was your only response as you shuffled closer to him, finally giving in and wrapping your arms around his calf; he tensed for a moment and you were just about to unravel yourself from him again when he relaxed before a large hand found it’s place atop your head. You could practically feel yourself melt into him as he began to card his fingers through your hair, another soft hum escaping your lips in content as his nails scratched along your scalp. Chuckling softly, he leaned back toward him set up and reached for his mic, the hand in your hair still carding slowly through your locks causing you to shiver every so often when his rings ran along your skin.

“Hey, sorry, (Y/N) just needed to ask me something.” You giggled softly as he lied right through his teeth to his stream-mates. It was harmless though, just a little funny; you couldn’t hear them anyway. Even if you could though, all you could focus on was the hand running continuously over your head despite the game starting up again.

“Nah just what I want to eat, we can literally never decide what to have…” His words trailed off of your focus as your body relaxed even further into his. The soothing motion of his hand beginning to lull you to sleep no matter how much you tried to fight it off. His thumb began to run along the cheek that wasn’t smushed against his thigh as you floated in and out of consciousness, his touch so gentle you’d begin to think you’re made of glass. You could barely make out his mumbled words as his soft touches finally plunged you in the depths of sleep.

“Sweet dreams, princess”

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When your eyes fluttered open again they were immediately met with pitch black, which would’ve startled you if not for the solid form resting halfway on top of your body; your mouth pulling into a wide grin as you felt the slow breaths of your person warm the crook of your neck. Reaching toward your nightstand, you pat around blindly until your hand lands on your phone— as much as you didn’t want to move, you didn’t know how much time has passed since you had joined Corpse in his office. Squinting as the light from your phone flooded the room, you quickly turned down the brightness before looking at the time, confirming that you definitely didn’t have anywhere to be for at least the next few hours.

However, as you continued to stare down at your phone you began to scroll through the seemingly never-ending mentions, you only became more and more confused. Finally biting the bullet and tapping on one it immediately opened your screen to Corpse’s Instagram— but more importantly, a picture of you.

There you were, completely relaxed face smushed against his thigh as you slept soundly, but that wasn’t all. That signature hand had taken it’s place carding through your hair just as he did to lull you to sleep. Your heart was already fluttering as you stared at the photo on your screen but you think it might’ve stopped as your eyes caught the caption.

corpsehusband: “sleepy angel”

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@.valkyrae: was this during the stream? omg corpse you liar

@.sykkuwu: u guys are so cute

@.jacksepticeye: SIMP

@.bretmanrock: jealous 🙄 corpse baby i thought we had something

@.tinakitten: okay loverboy

•••

hey guys long time no see! i was gonna make a post abt why i was gone for so long but i think that’d be overkill. i’m okay now and i’m very excited to keep writing for you!

i think i’m gonna branch out to other fandoms as well but idk yet. i’m working through the requests in my inbox rn so i’m gonna do those first. gonna open up drabble requests too!

okay that’s it! thanks for reading as always, let me know what u think down below or in my asks! love you guys, hope you’re doin well <3

#peachyrequests #corpse husband x reader #corpse x reader #corpse husband x you #corpse x you #corpse imagine #corpse husband imagine

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warmau · 4 years

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svt ranked on grimmest most public places theyd makeout with you @ based on the one i did for monsta x and also i love torturing carats hiii <3

13) seungkwan he has class coming out of his pores there is no way on this green earth that you two are engaging in anything past pleasant conversations and jane austen-esque finger brushing in public ........ things of intimacy and romance are meant for the confides of ones home!!!! where it can be rose and honey scented and you can both put on an episode of the bachelor at the lowest possible volume in the background

12) dino just thinks its weird if u ask him to makeout with you anywhere but on his couch when no one else is home like um why would u want strangers to see us do that thats weird like the kid is normal dont scar him with a proposal as such ........ even if u were like gonna lean in to kiss him in the back of the car he’d be like no, jeonghan is in the passenger seat and he wont let me live it down if we do that

11) mingyu is surprisingly shy for as big as he is and how much space he can take up hes like id rather not disturb the nice people eating their applebees by indulging in mouth to mouth ...... and ur like baby please never call it that again. idk he just seems like hed be very timid about the whole thing and hed be like what if we get arrested like thats not going to happen but hes like what if. likes holding hands all the time though.

10) vernon says he could never disrespect you by making out with you in a place thats not like a park at midnight or under the fleece blanket he got as a christmas present from cheol.....ur like what? and hes like i just think its not cool to get all up on u in public like that and ur like but im cool with it and hes like but are u basically hes just too embarrassed to say “i know people think im quirky but i like keeping our kissing between us”. that one time he posted yall kissing in some museum was simply for the gram clout.

9) joshua is sometimes beckoned by the idea of a little risky handsy kisses at the movie theater,,,,,,maybe a little bit of your teeth in his neck on the bus ride home.........but never anything dramatic, like he isnt about to grab your waist in public and go to town when there are children across the street like cmon ... though i think when u get all touchy with him before you two are going to go avengers 3 billion or whatever hes not opposed

8) woozi has general apathy toward where you two do it, and this isnt just about pda this is literally about anything ever. you two could have a heartfelt conversation about your futures on a roller coaster and that mf would be like ok i want to marry you mid loop-de-loop hes insane. so if u wanna kiss up on his neck at the home depot while u r forcing him to pick out plants for his studio then so be it!!!!!!!!!!!!

7) jeonghan the first month of the relationship acts like hes never thought about anything but kissing you with his eyes closed, hugging with enough space left for the holy spirit, and most definitely tongue is off limits. hedonistic, if you ask him. which is a blatant lie because once the mark is up and jeonghan feels comfortable with you its like ,,,,,,,,, let me groan your name into your mouth in the middle of freezer aisle of this whole foods but i didnt mean it but im too in love with you to care

6) wonwoo would makeout with you at a gamestop dude hed make out with you in the best buy video games discount aisle lmfao half probably to flex on sad gamers and half because wonwoo is the type that would consider it a date for you to come and pick out shit for his computer setup. youll be like ok we can kiss while we’re waiting to buy you animal crossing for the switch but we cant kiss in the panera bread? and wonwoo is like baby please there is a family enjoying their grilled cheese in the booth across from us. oh my god wonwoo be like hey babe come here and kiss me and ur like ok and ur like wait are u streaming and hes like yeah say hi to my twitch subscribersjfdkhgjd

5) seungcheol knows when and where to act up and sometimes the where is like ........... the baskin robbins ur in at 3 am after leaving some shitty house party. the employee behind the counter is like “how many sco- ok ill wait” he does draw the line at serious shit like office buildings and churches and friendly dinners because like listen jared at the baskin robbins isnt gonna say shit but hes like let me not get my hands up ur shirt at ur cousins barbeque

4) seokmin is filled to the brim with love so its hard to stop him from kissing you regardless of where you are. anything is game. if you as much as enter in 5ft of him hes like hahahaha kissing time!!!!! the thing about him though is that he does have types of kisses that are ok like you guys can highschool kiss at some restaurant or date spot and then you can go all out, legs around his waist, hands on your ass kiss in the elevator to his place - and if someone comes in you both are like “wait for the next one”

3) minghao would be number one, but he has some off limits spots due to his need to keep up appearances like even though after youre done kissing him you look a hurricane hit you hes like wait lemme clean up and comes out looking like he just stepped out of the house fresh - thats why he doesnt care where, but it has to have a bathroom nearby so he can make sure he looks good. you know its true love when he starts fixing your hair and clothes too.

2) hoshi will pretend to be coy and tease about it for like two minutes at most and then he’s like fuck it do whatever you want to me in the middle of this public swimming pool bro he’s so nuts he’d be like pushing your hands off his chest for the first half of the movie and then the next half the ushers are having to ask you two to please kindly LEAVE the theater. hoshi “no we cant kiss waiting for our fries” to “lets see how long we can make out in the ballpit” .....hes only number two because he plays like he wont do it but he will

1) junhui will makeout with you at your best friends wedding. junhui will makeout with you in the middle of traffic. junhui will bite up your neck in the presence of your boss, guaranteed it doesnt get you fired. junhui will start taking layers of clothes off at a starbucks and then probably get chased up the street for public indecency if thats what you want from him. he never says no because he never wants to miss out on a chance to makeout ......... he’s insane he’d be like bleeding from his nose after getting hit by a car or something and ur like lemme call the emts and hes like what if you makeout with me instead nose is broken anyway ......... ugh we have no choice but to stan

#minghao like a goldfish cracker the snack that smiles back! goldfish!

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owlways-and-forever · 4 years

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Not Giving Up

Summary: With Neil going into septic shock, Claire is desperate to try anything that might save him. Now she just has to convince Dr. Lim to do the same, and see if her gamble will pay off. Starts after the conversation about religion.

A/N: I have very little medical knowledge, so I'm skipping right over the surgical bit. This is just a short, quickly written little one shot because I just finished s3 last night, and I just cannot deal with that. I'm sure there will be more Melendaire to come though, because I desperately need them.

Idk if y’all are interested in this but figured I’d tag yall @shaunthegooddoctor @neilrnelendez . If y’all (or anyone else) want to be tagged in any future TGD fics (in which Neil will never die before he’s 80) let me know :)

WC: 1651 | Read on: AO3, FFnet

o . o . o

“Claire, he’s got severe sepsis,” Audrey commented, her expression beyond sad. “Even if he did recover, he’d be immunocompromised. He’d never be allowed back in an OR.”

“‘He’d be alive ,” Claire protested, desperation creeping into her voice. “Dr. Lim, are you really going to deny him a life-saving procedure just because his quality of life might decrease?”

Audrey hesitated, trying to figure out what she would do if this were any other patient. What if it was a stranger? It was too hard to imagine. What if it were Andrews? Or someone who wasn’t so deeply entrenched in her heart? But it was no good, she just couldn’t untangle her feelings for Neil.

“Please, Dr. Lim, just let me take it to Melendez and see if he wants it,” Claire pleaded. “If I talk to him…”

“No,” Audrey interjected firmly. She pulled the resident aside, to a miraculously empty patient’s room. She dropped her voice, no longer speaking as Chief of Surgery, but woman to woman. “Claire, he will do anything you ask him to, even if it’s not in his best interest. He won’t care, he’ll do what you say without batting an eye. You have to know how he feels about you.”

“I…” Claire stammered, not sure how to answer that. Being in love with your boss was awkward enough, but it was even more so when his ex-girlfriend was his boss and the one standing in front of you arguing about how to save his life.

“It’s okay,” Audrey soothed. “It doesn’t bother me. I care about him immensely, but it’s different with you. He’s different. It’s fine, I’m not in love with him. But you are, Claire, and that means you can’t be impartial about this. You’ll do anything to save him, and he’ll agree to anything to make you happy. That’s dangerous.”

“Then you talk to him about it,” Claire bargained, not giving up that easily.

“Frankly, I don’t think I’m impartial enough,” she replied, fixing Claire with a wry frown as she considered the options carefully. This was the hardest part of being Chief, putting aside your feelings to make big decisions. “Murphy just got back to the hospital. Tell him your idea and have him pitch it to Melendez. Without you in the room. If Neil consents I’ll get Andrews to do the surgery.”

Claire opened her mouth to protest, but Audrey cut her off.

“I can’t do it, Claire, I just can’t. Andrews may not be as good as me, but he’s still a damn good surgeon,” she said, attempting a joke.

Claire nodded and scurried away, on a mission to find Shaun as fast as possible. Time was of the essence, after all.

o . o . o

She sat in the chair reserved for family and friends, bouncing her leg up and down, elbows on her knees and her chin resting on her clasped hands. Waiting was agony, and she needed it to be over. She needed to know, one way or another, what was going to happen. But mostly she needed him to be alive.

Claire’s eyes flicked from his body, laying complacent on the bed, to the monitors that were beeping his vitals. Still no change. Which was good, because he wasn’t dead. But he wasn’t awake yet either.

She lost track of how long she had been sitting there, waiting for Neil to wake up. Exhausted, she was beginning to drift in and out of consciousness, not quite sleeping, but not entirely aware of the room around her either. She didn’t see his eyes flutter open, just narrow enough to see her figure sitting there, holding a vigil, the rosary she’d gotten for him tightly clasped in her fingers.

“Geez, you’d think I was dying or something,” Neil quipped, his voice barely a whisper.

Claire’s eyes snapped up, meeting his and taking in his full, conscious state. He had the ghost of a smile on his lips, and his eyes were hinting at their usual sparkle. Neil was awake, and his vitals were still good. She felt like hyperventilating and crying with happiness. He was going to be alright. She stood, hands still clasped in front of her face, tears building up in her eyes.

“Hey, come here,” he beckoned, his tone soothing.

Claire obediently crossed the little room until her thighs bumped against the hospital bed’s mattress. She wanted nothing more than to curl up next to him and rest her head on his shoulder, sob her relief into his papery gown. Neil reached for her as much as he was able, only strong enough to lift his arm a few inches from the bed, but Claire caught his hand in one of her own, sitting down softly on the edge of the bed.

“Thank you,” he croaked, his throat still raw and dry from the surgery. “Shaun told me it was your idea.”

“Thank you for doing it,” she whispered in reply. Suddenly, Claire felt overcome with guilt. Had she been selfish to insist on this procedure? He was alive but it might have changed his whole life, and not for the better. “You might not be able to operate again though.”

“I know,” Neil replied, nodding slightly, the oxygen tube bunching under his chin at the motion. “But there are worse things.”

“Yeah? Like what?” she sniffed, having trouble believing that there could be anything worse for him than a life on the sidelines.

“Like never telling your friend that you’re completely in love with her,” he said, his eyes flicking up to the ceiling as if he was asking god to give him the courage to say what he needed to. Or maybe he was just in pain, his abdomen had been carved open hours earlier, after all.

Claire tamped down any hope she felt at the statement. He had, after all, stopped her when she’d tried to tell him about her feelings earlier in the night. Why else if not to save her the embarrassment of confessing her love to someone who didn’t reciprocate? Even if it had saved his life, she was still a fool for falling in love with her boss.

“Claire?” he asked, looking at her significantly as his voice pulled her out of her thoughts. “Was ‘friend’ too vague? Should I have said ‘star resident’ instead?”

Well there was absolutely no way he was talking about Morgan.

“Me?” Her voice failed her, but it didn’t matter. He understood.

“Yeah, you,” he whispered, a shy smile appearing. “I love you, Claire.”

“Ohthankgod,” she breathed, her body relaxing a little at his words. “I love you too.”

“I know,” he answered, confident in a way that only Neil could be. “Why else would you try so hard to save me?”

It was meant to be a joke, but they both knew there was some element of truth to it. She loved him so much that she just couldn’t let him go. She smiled and snuggled in next to him, encouraged by his words and his prognosis. After that night, she just wanted to hang onto him and never let go.

“Claire?” Neil said hesitantly, brushing his nose softly against her forehead and following the touch with a gentle kiss over the same spot.

She craned her neck to look at him, smiling at him to prompt him further.

“When I get out of here, I don’t want to take things slow.” His expression was thoughtful and sincere, conveying that he meant every word he said with utter certainty. “I don’t mean physically, that’s… I’ll follow your lead, and there’s no rush there. Hell, my doctor may not clear me for much exertion for a while.”

They both grinned at the stupid joke.

“But,” he continued, “I don’t want to hide things or take it one day at a time or anything like that. Which is maybe stupid, given how many relationships I’ve killed in this hospital. But I know you’re different, Claire, and I… I just want to be with you.”

“You sound like you’re about to propose,” she teased, mostly because she wasn’t used to hearing him take that tone. Sure of what he wants, but nervous how she might react.

“If I had a ring, I might be tempted,” he replied, laughing a little. “But you can go ahead and take the spare apartment keys that are in my office, because I want you there as much as you want to be. Always, if I’m really honest.”

“That sounds nice,” Claire answered, fighting a yawn.

Despite her desire to stay awake and continue their conversation, exhaustion was finally catching up with her now that the adrenaline had worn off. She wriggled a little bit until she was lying on her side, her arm draped over his chest so that her hand could curl around the far side of his neck, and one leg resting gently on top of his. Neil slid his arm beneath her ribs, wrapping it around her waist so he could hold her tight as she dropped her head against his chest, savouring the feel of his heart beating.

“Get some sleep, Claire. I love you,” he whispered, even as she was already drifting off into a dreamland, and he pressed a kiss into her curls, breathing deeply. He was more than content holding her like that, falling back asleep with her small frame clinging to him.

Dr. Lim appeared in the doorway to check on her patient, smiling at the setup she found. Quietly, she backed away, sliding the glass door just so that the couple wouldn’t be disturbed. They’d had a long road to get to where they were, and they would have a lot of challenges ahead of them. The least she could do was give them one night of peace, where it didn’t matter that he was an attending and she was his resident.

#the good doctor #neil melendez #claire browne #melendaire #audrey lim #gen writes #tgd ff #tgd fic

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bottlecaprabbitgames · 5 years

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idk if this has been asked before, but how would COR (and others, if you’d like) react to the MC falling asleep on their shoulder if they were in the deep crushing/pre-relationship stage?

Oh snap it's one of Those tropes. Ty anon for giving me this. I'll answer this for CoR as it's the one you named! (Try to name which games yall want to see, if you guys don't mind!)

So, if the MC fell asleep on their shoulder at deep crush stage...

Alice would watch them sleep with a small grin on her face, looking like a damned dofus. She'd probably end up putting her arm around their shoulders to both make it more comfortable and so they could lean closer to her, hehe.

Arn would be very distracted watching MC sleep. He'd probably have this very sweet, soft look on his face with hearts in his eyes, honestly. He's very mushy gushy for trope-y stuff like this.

AR would stiffen up at first when they first noticed MC asleep, but after a few moments they'd relax and be careful to not wake MC. They'd watch them sleep with a very peculiar look, something between adoration and worry.

Bryn would be very... concerned about this. Well, maybe that's not the right word; they are already well aware of their feelings for MC, but they're also afraid of what could come of them if acted on. I think they'd consider pushing MC away from them or waking them up, but in the end would just let them sleep, taking short glances at them every now and then.

Ifti would find this very cute. Like, absolutely adorable and would do similarly to Alice by putting their arm around MC and pulling them closer. There may be some of Ifti running their fingers over MC's face and tracing their features.

Ji-Ji would find this cute and probably start giggling. A lot. Probably to the point MC wakes up and then Ji-Ji would be all over them, telling them just how cute they are... before realizing what they're saying and turn into a flustered mess!

Luci... my god, Luci would just melt. Completely turn to putty inside and would be very careful to not wake MC. They'd probably try to ease MC down to where they could fully sleep (if it's on a couch that this happened) or elsewise try to not disturb them whilst keeping their eyes on them most of the time. A very soft, almost serious look would be on their face during this.

Zafi would probably just pull MC right into their lap for "better sleep", lol!

Thank you for the ask!!

#cor #cor:h #asks #chronicles of rebirth #sleep #falling asleep on their shoulder #tropes

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sexymanlovr6969 · 4 years

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21 Questions Tag Game??

(I found out I was tagged about this now? huh? life is wild) Tagged by: @bliss-bud (So sorry!!!) 1. Nickname:

Bepsi!! It's weird I know but, it's a neat play on my real name (I blame you, biku)

2. Zodiac:

Taurus?? I think? I'm not good at this.

3. Height:

It's 6'0-6'2! Or even taller, I've grown again since I've last updated so...I'm not so sure but it's above 6'0!

4. Hogwarts house:

Apparently Hufflepuff? I'm, again, not good at this.

5. the last thing I googled:

"Timewalking vendors", it's a WoW thing.

6. favorite musicians:

To be fair, I probably couldn't choose I have alot. I mean Undertale ost (toby fox if ur out there sup), Skillet, Disturbed, or simple things like Anime openings that I dunno the name to (akame ga kill opening 1/2 slaps) and those things on youtube like first date for one hour long but that's partly when im stressed.

7. Song stuck in my head:

In the back of my head, all day, every day of the week, even when I'm sleeping. It's circus music.

8. Following:

40 peeps!! Love yall out there!!

9. followers:

like 11 on this blog, 9 on my art blog (kmartlover btw)

10. do I get asks:

like once in a blue moon (thats never; im always open to them btw ill answer them no matter what it is honestly.)

11. Amount of sleep:

, do you really want to know that.

12. What are you wearing:

Long grey hoodie (idk what they're called), creeper minecraft shirt and leggings!!! It's cozy.

13. Dream Job:

You expect me to have my life planned that far ahead?? Pft. In reality, though, I wanna become an animator of sorts, but I know in my head with irl issues I'll never be able to, so maybe an animal caretaker or smth of the sorts! I love animals with all my heart so to give them all happiness, care, and love would be a dream to me, no matter how big of an ass they are.

I've also really had a liking to vocal work or dancing of the sorts! The issue is that I can't stand being on stages, or on the spotlight, so I've only taken vocal works and dancing of the sorts to a hobby.

14. dream trip:

I don't have one, actually!! As long as I can be stress-free and with ppl I love or friends, I'd be perfectly fine wherever I am!! In all honesty, Japan would be cool to visit for the merch and for the cuisines (I hope i spelled that right it’s 12 in the morning) and etc there! Also seeing some things in Japan, it would be nice! Ofc It'll probably never happen but dreams are always dreams!!

15. Instruments:

I always wanted to learn how to play a guitar, even my parents bought me an expensive guitar but I'm scared of breaking it with the price, so it's probably collected dust since then. If you also wanna consider it, I love to sing when I'm alone or doing work around the place! It's calming to take your mind off of something else and singing is one way to do it.

16. Languages:

English and German! German isn't a main language, nor am I really well at it. I also do know a few Tagalog curse words or terms from my ex! It's not much, but it's something!

17. Favorite song:

It becomes different overtime, it's just always something new every day, or week, or who knows! The list goes on.

18. If I were an animal:

I wouldn't even know that myself, I mean, I'd like to consider myself an animal people would snuggle, bc I just love cuddling things!! Ngl I was about to say a fictional animal or creature before screaming at myself about it not being real. I suppose a rabbit would work? Again I'm not sure.

19. Favorite Food:

Even if I'm gonna sound like a pig here, I love almost all foods! I have certain comfort foods which are probably gonna sound stupid in the end, but yeah! There's so much you can't even choose!

20. Random Fact:

I have a scar on my knee, which I'm actually afraid of because it's glued. I have no idea why I'm afraid of it though! Another could be that sometimes I've actually wished to be an A.I of sorts, again, I don't know why, I think it might just be a random thought that comes up when I'm stressed, but I'm not sure.

21. my aesthetic:

Aesthetics...I'm not even sure about this myself, for sure something softgirl-ish because...Yeah I can't fight with this I act like a softgirl.

Tagging: @teef-feef dont let me down

#this is more like (exposes lifestory)#ngl though it was fun to talk about stupid hobbies i have in this like the singing and dancing #i probably said more than i should've though #oh well

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sweet-xoxo-thatcares · 3 years

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I low-key wish there was a dating app that had a test ranking system similar to okc, but I wish it would include a personality test, test on love languages, and any psychological stuff that could detect someone's attachment style and trauma too.

Because me and Taty had a 97% or 95% rate and she was the nicest girl I ever dated or been involved with, the only thing was she close to asexual without even knowing because of her lupus, she was practically treated, belittled, and talked to like a child because she still was technically under her Grandmother's roof and care, like she said 2mths in that she would even move with her grandma if she moved, because Taty can't really get a job because of her lupus. It practically controls her whole life, her mood, her attachment to me and later unattached because her lupus started to get bad and her depression kicked in more. She was always either slow to know things or hardheaded to where she thought she knew everything she needed to know, as if she just didn't have to do it because she didn't wanna do it. Especially if it were something as important as making her doctors appointment, her mom did that. And homework so she could get her GED, she didn't really care about that either. Just her friends and family 1st, her dogs, her cats, her obnoxiously, controlling sack of shit personality of a pig that lived in the house in her grandfather's room, with which he had the hay box and dirty ol mattress he slept on in there. It was basically his litter box....and he didn't give a fuck if you were walking by or going into the kitchen, he would block the walkway and then snort at you all loud like how dare you disturb my slumber. They treated him like a king and let him get away with everything just because he was a pig, as if he didn't know any better....and I'm starting to think maybe thats how her family treated her all these years. That she could get away with anything just because she had lupus. They thought it was ok. Even i noticed that her friends tend to not only baby her, but keep her in a submissive state where they control everything they do together and Taty saw nothing wrong with it. Even when they were playing dnd, I noticed that her main leader friend, considered the mom of the group, practically had her bf control the board, so she or one of his liking could win. Like last minute switchups, last minute rules...oh you can't do that, you got swamped by the bats or something...and taty would just except her losses. "You died" and she would say "what, oh, darn"

YOU IDDIOOOTTT SHEE CLOWNEDDD YOU.

But I would ask her babe, how did you lose?

And she would say, "I guess I just didn't do..."

And then slightly chuckle.

And then her leader friend, the mom of the group would laugh about it with her bf, rubbing it in.

I think their dnd game was not made to be fair. That's the main reason why I didn't want to play. Because they were gonna just jump me in without telling me all the rules and how to play. When practically the game's been already rigged. The bf chooses the outcome. And me being the newbie, you're gonna teach me the way so that I can't win, can't overthrow, so you can clown me too like you did your own friend, my gf. Now ex.

Nah, I'm good. Yall have fun jokingly tryna make each other submit and joke about each other's vulnerabilities. Because I don't care how long you've known somebody, if I see some shady shit and then you just take it, go la-di-da who cares, and I'm watching this shit go down, I'm gonna say something. Cause 1, friends don't do that. They shouldn't bring up your mother being an abandoning person at the dinner table in front of everybody, and she shouldn't keep beating you up about not having a job yet and she knows you've been struggling because not many people hire you if you have an illness that cancels your plans every so often. And I don't like the fact that she kisses up about it after, if somebody was to call her out, and then she does it again.

Like your friends, aren't all that supportive and as positive as she says she's being, its actually rubbing the wrong way into unsolicited advice, when she really needs to check herself and wonder why she likes poking into other people shit, when she hasn't even cleaned up her own shit 🤔

Like I'm glad I never revealed anything as personal about me to her friends, because Lord knows I would have had to check her if she brought it up later to the table to discuss as if my personal background was made the TMZ news to discuss. Like bitch I didn't ask for your fucking opinion, why don't you talk to your bf, I mean husband, about the reason why you needed to get a gf less than a year after yall got married.

Sex ain't good enough for ya? Or are you only 40% into dick, 60% into females? Because her ass was even telling everybody about how big my boobs were the 1st night I met this chick and then she says I'm just joking, haha, don't listen to me.

With her lying ass 🤣 wtf is wrong with your friends Taty. I hope you have fun being her lil bitch, cause she gonna try to control you too. Probably not even thinking that, Taty doesn't even have sex with her gf like that or touch her....hmmmm maybe she'll like me and fuck me better?

Yup, dumbass. Taty's extremely low libido comes from her lupus, trauma, and fear around being a child and being emotionally intimate with men in her family who have hurt her. Didn't find that out till later, but it explains alot why it felt she was always tryna distract herself from her problems with just stuff to do, and hanging out with her friends. But we only had those few grownup discussions about what's been going on and why she's been feeling distant or emotionally numb around certain things. I practically had to squeeze it out of her, cause I don't like accepting answers like idk. No, fucking talk. Don't leave me guessing or having to figure out wtf is going on, having me all stressed out, emotional, petty, and confused because yo crazy ass don't wanna fucking talk to me.

And I hate being ignored. Send me my fucking hoodie back 😤 i sent you yours back, paid $10 in shipping, and even after I just told you about what happened to me with my mom. Right after you said oh,no sorry about what happened. Then next day asking for your hoodie back. You don't give a fuck about me and it shows. Even during the relationship, you put me last.

Fuck off and send me my shit. Everytime I ask you, you say oh, I forgot. Even when you asked me the 1st time to meet up with you, I went to the spot and you forgot. Said you slept in, like a lazy fuck. And you want me to jump up and do like you ask, go all the way to your mother's house and you can't even do the same for me. Fuck you.

And even when I tried to even be friends with you after, you wanted to be petty and bring up yo dumbass, Junie b Jones, looking tinker bell on crap, looking friend, whose marriage you practically begged me to help you buy a gift for and go see it....that you two are together, and you're her side chick??

Wtf is wrong with you, bro. Have a great fucking life 🖕 I'm buying me an even better MSU hoodie, because I'm alumni... and that hoodie yo dumbass probably got dog fur all fucking over it since yall never clean the house, vacuum, and clean the nasty, dirty dishes with real antibacterial soap, not shampoo. Fur all over the mf house, except grandma room because she got enough sense to actually clean her room and her ass with a towel. I couldn't believe this bitch had the nerve to know that I was coming over and didn't even take a bath for 2-3 days and I didn't find out until after I ate her out on her dog fur covered bed. I'm so glad we didn't have sex after that one and only time because yo nasty ass could had me licking dirty pussy and dog fur. And the shit was gamey and sweaty. I got so tired of saying "that's ok" knowing good and damn well I needed her to correct her actions cause I kept getting pissed.

I ain't shutting my mouth no more. And no i don't have to settle

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greeksnfreaks · 7 years

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oc ramblins below; feel free to ignore ♥ its hgonna be FUCKING LONG AF. so warning yall now. unconstrained rambling ahOY

I was thikin of... mkain.. a ne w oc..... one that isn't associated with any sorta fandom like doctor who or supernatural or w/e just sorta-- on it's own yfeel? and by that i mean i wouldnt be favoring any one fandom writing partner-wise I've already got a vague idea for it, but idk. It'll be an alien, I know that. It's species originated from deep space, but have been living off-planet for millennia, just floating/wandering about on their 'ships'. They're a species (of which I have no name for as of yet) that are generally non-aggressive, extremely curious, and very intelligent (although they may seem a bit aloof, due to cultural differences and the like; it's just kind of how they are. They're a silent species, meaning they can't talk, despite having mouths. Instead, they communicate via a sort of a hive-mind. For example, not every individual of their species can communicate -- that would be too much. Instead, they live in moderately sized communities-- bordering jusssttt slightly on 'small', so not to overwhelm the senses or w/e. Anyway, they live in "small" groups (maybe being around a hundred or more in one ship); capable of selective communication via thoughts etc.

It's not like.. being psychic, it's just... It's really just the way their brains work? They extend part of their neural whatevers to the individual(s) they desire to speak/communicate with. It's like knocking on someone's house door; they can choose not to let them in if they want, but they do know they're there and wish to communicate, because they "felt" their mind reaching out to them, trying to get their attention. No one of their species can 100% mute another though; because they're of the same species. It's sort of just an automatic thing, accepting the other as soon as they feel them reaching out. It's almost exactly like our communication. Where, for us, we can HEAR the person talking to us, but it doesn't mean we're going to listen to them. But most the time we DO, because that's just what you do?? You don't ignore people, because that's rude. As soon as you hear someone talking to you, your brain processes what they're saying to you before you even look over, because it's just what we do. When someone speaks, we generally stop to listen. It's like that for them, except without words.

If any OTHER species had the same capability, they could certainly ''lock the door'' and refuse to listen to them. They really don't like doing that though, they love to socialize and communicate and learn, and blocking someone out could lead to conflict, unhappiness, and/or a loss of an opportunity to learn and grow.

They live aboard 'ships' their entire lives, floating adrift in the cosmos, collecting information, quietly observing, and never interfering. They've almost never been seen, causing people to believe that they don't really exist at all-- old legend/myth sort of deal. The only time one may have seen them, is perhaps by accident. And they're extremely careful not to make mistakes, so that said: it was probably a one-time thing, and said individual probably died because of the accident -- maybe they tried to leave, but since they don't really have like small space ships or anything, they likely maybe salvaged a small damaged one, maybe made it, and then went off to go on their own because 'discoveries are to be made out there!' but ended up dying because of an engineering mistake, or some sort of damage done to their ship. Probably an asteroid, as they generally live among asteroid belts when they aren't actively, physically seeking information in the universe. Their ship, as well, has a field around it; or maybe it's built inside an asteroid? No one's really sure tbh. mainly bc they aren't a known species-- the field, or w/e it is, makes them invisible, or perhaps, cloaks their 'ship' to resemble an asteroid. Or perhaps, if the ship is built inside, or IS the asteroid in its own way, then maybe they only choose rocks that are made of extremely dense/hard/ pretty much indestructible elements? Something extremely protective and also inconspicuous. They don't have thrusters on their ship, instead maneuvering about by manipulating dark matter (extremely useful btw). Everything about their technology is generally advanced and incomprehensible to humans bc they've never even SEEN such advanced technology. Or, you know, their general tech - not even necessarily ADVANCED per say, just very, very different.

They have no allies to speak of, but they also have no enemies either. They largely avoid all contact with other species, despite their love for learning and socialization. They tend to just keep their distance and stick to talking with their own kind. They do, however, have a device that they can put around their neck, like a collar, which allows other speaking species to understand what they're saying, without potentially disturbing or frightening them --(a race which is unfamiliar with another 'probing' at their brain with their own)-- with their "mind communication" thing. Other species that are young/undeveloped, or those who are less advanced (i.e. species who haven't actually been around that long, like human beings) they CAN access their minds. If one of them were to do that, they would have free reign over your thoughts, your memories, ideas, desires, etcetc. Everything. But again, they don't do that-- because it's considered rude and impolite -- and extremely invasive to boot, and the last thing they want to do is make enemies.

Essentially, they're the scholars of the universe-- or rather, the librarians of the universe. Aboard their ships, their hive minds-- embedded into their very walls and floors and ship itself, is information; data. It's some more of their 'brain-stuff' that they did there. Their ship, while inorganic, and yet also non-computerized, is capable of storing data like a brain, or, like a hard-drive. Say, if the ship were to be destroyed, and little chunks of it went flying out in every which direction -- that's information. You could, hypothetically - if you had the technology and brain power or w/e, take that scrap, and salvage the information on it. The piece doesn't hold anything vital or super, extremely dangerous or anything, but it does hold a little smidgen of "Ooh!"-worthy tech. Like, maybe the schematics to their translators, or maybe a tiny piece of how to harness and travel through the manipulation of what we call Black Matter. Because their ships are either a) invisible/undetectable, or b) cloaked to resemble something very, very ordinary, other living things in the universe tend to leave them be. If they really desired to enter a planet's orbit, or even land and explore, they could easily do so. They have tech suits that can be powered purely by their minds, and in the event of, say, an attack or an accident or something of the sort-- if they become unconscious for whatever reason, there are energy reserves that will automatically kick in and power their 'suit', while simultaneously sending a distress signal to the nearest Community of their own species, which in turn, will come to help them. On the matter of death: when they die, their bodies dissolve, or disintegrate, entirely. Maybe their bodies just turn into a poof of molecules which then disperse into the 'air', which then drifts off into every which direction in an attempt to become something else-- circle of life kind of thing, yknow? The way the universe works, that sort of deal. Reduce, reuse, recycle, y'dig? -- Which leads one to believe that their very forms are manifestations of their own minds. So, perhaps, that thought may also lead one to believe that they do not require their suits at all, and perhaps it's just used for additional support for the forms they've eitherchosen-- or that is embedded into their core DNA.

When in another form (because of their suits or however else it's done), they take on all the qualities of that creature. If they take on a human form, then that means they can speak (although their languages may be a bit rusty {they only study and use the languages of other species on occasion, as they can mostly just use their translators with species that are likely to not be frightened by "aliens"}, they are entirely capable of using it. it might sound a little strange, or they might have an accent that one can't quite put their finger on - not a heavy one, but an underlying one, at the very least). They are also capable of engaging in sex, given that the suit changes their forms, instead of just cloaking it (science-heavy stuff yo). Not that they do, or have in the past (generally speaking here), as they very rarely touch down on planets, if only for safety's sake, and to avoid the risk of discovery. Not that that would be the end of the world for them or anything; it's really just a self-preservation sort of thing for them. One of their own, ancient instincts that they don't really have any use or need for. It's there, that desire to be hidden, but they can easily and subconsciously forget about it. It's kind of just a tickle in the back of their minds; like how for humans, if someone is staring at us or following us, we kind of just.. get the "heebie-jeebies". Like that. We can ignore it, but for us it's kind of harder --probably bc we're such a young species. For them, it's easy. They do 'listen' to it, to a degree, but it's unnecessary and easily ignored.

They're relatively humanoid in shape, but very clearly are not "Human". The average ______ (whatever they're called) stands at about 8 feet. 'Elder' ones stand at around 9; as for their young, they stand at about 6 to 7 feet. 6 is generally considered underdeveloped, or they're just runts, nothing weird about it. Average adolescent is at least 6ft - 6in. though. Their weight is generally the same among others of their species and age. Despite their height, they're surprisingly light in weight. One adult may weigh around 200lbs. Which, yes, is quite light for a creature their height. The heavier ones can weight at most, maybe like 400lbs. It all depends on their height and diet though. Their biology is entirely different from human beings, so it's unclear how they work, really. They have three hearts, which pump what one could call "blood" through their bodies, which itself is dark blue in colour-- turning a lighter blue when exposed to Earth-like air. They "breathe" through gill-like slits on the sides of their face/head, as well as some that run down their neck. They have an exoskeleton, of sorts. It's pliable, but very, very hard to puncture or pierce. You'd have to go between the segments to really injure one. The 'segments' of their bodies are actually very difficult to find if you're unfamiliar with their anatomy. Generally, just aim for the joints, or places that you see that bend a lot. The membrane between each segment is tough as well, but a well placed strike of a knife or a bullet can break through it and damage their internal organs.

They have one brain; but it's divided into two, and placed in separate parts of their bodies. Their main brain is in their head, the other is deep inside a well-armored bit of their torso, near one of their three hearts. They use both equally, but only need one to survive. Everything thats inside one, is also in the other. If one of them gets damaged somehow, then the other acts sort of as a back-up save file. Once their other brain repairs/recovers/etc, it'll start transferring over everything the other brain missed out on, like memories. IF, in the event, that the brain damage is permanent, the other unharmed brain will retain the information that it had, making it as if the damaged brain was never damaged at all. The two brains are connected by their 'spinal cord', as well as by veins, arteries, nerves, and a sort of a 'power line' that acts as a main line to the other other brain, specifically for physical transfer of essential information and fluids, as needed. It's mostly just more of their brain-stuff though. If the main line is cut off for some reason, they'll still act as though it isn't, mainly because of that 'neural connection'/hive-mind thing they've got going on. Except with their own brain, it's just a bodily function that they don't control, like digestion.

As for sex and gender, they have multiple. They generally don't have many identities, pronouns, etc. like we do. There is no transgender, agender, genderqueer, etc. They're just... them. They don't care what other species refer to them as, because they're just themselves. They're whoever they are. Call them whatever you want, because they really don't care, nor understand the need for all of those names, personal pronouns, etc. They don't experience "gender-dysphoria" because they're incapable of it. Because they're such an old species, they're much more advanced, brain-wise. They're brains are only very, VERY rarely deficient. Those who aren't up to average, brain-wise, don't normally live long, unfortunately. Reason being, when something goes wrong in their brain, or if there's just something.. different, be it during development, or developed later in life,

it's usually, almost ALWAYS extreme, and said brain anomalies most often leads to fatal conditions. (that being said.. like.. disclaimer here yo: that's not to say experiencing gender-dysphoria makes you deficient, underdeveloped, wrong, weird, or not average. I myself am agender. its just... y'know, brain stuff, right? Please forgive my ignorance on any related topics.)

A ALALLLL I'm trying to say is: their brains have had millennia upon millennia to develop, evolve, and to perfect itself. Due this, it is extremely rare that they experience any kind of mental illnesses or disorders. Their brains also are?? alien ??

so i mean it's not like they work like ours do.

They probably don't even remotely resemble our own. So idk it's probably like some sort of alien thing, whereas they likely didn't fuckin g h ave inter-species relationships with others (see the theory: early-humans-mating-with-subhumans/neanderthals, also those other early human-y people who i can't be bothered to try to remember the names of---- probably because of our nomadic lifestyles. Wander someplace, mate with the locals over the years, progressively wander farther and create weird abnormalities bc you frickin mated with someone who wasn't even part of your own species (i.e. ligers: tiger+lion. usually causes weird dna stuff).

AH I DIDNT EVEN SEX. MULTIPLE SEXES. Like not gender, because that's identity, and they don't identify with any gender, really. They're just whatever they are, which is an individual. Their sexual organs don't play any role in how they identify. More on their reproduction: they don't NEED to reproduce, technically. Because they live for a very, very long time. They don't really physically age like we do. I mean, they DO, but it's very much less apparent. Maybe some discoloration of their body colours, maybe some of, what may resemble "hair" (but is actually just like... antennae or whatever), might shrink a little, maybe it might get longer? Probably shrink. Bc they don't really experience muscle degeneration like humans do as they age. Mainly because they're active their entire lives (aside from the navigators. bc they sit most of their lives and don't actually leave the helm. Which, is powered by a small circle or, group mind. They mostly just sit in a meditative state for most of their lives, switching out individuals every now and then to keep the ship powered up. And again, like their suits, they obvs have emergency energy supplies righ like ANYWAY !! holy fuck off track there. They have at LEAST five sexes. Meaning they have to have five different sexual organs to reproduce. Five (or so) individuals must engage willingly in copulation for it to work. Which is probably why there left their planets and live amongst the stars. Planet life can interfere and make it difficult to reproduce. Especially seeing how it can last from a few hours, to a few Earth days. It really just depends on the individuals; time it takes for each to finish whatever happens during, etc. Sometimes, if they have the time, they'll just drag it out because, obviously, it feels good. It's the ultimate connection, mind AND body. It's not considered weird, or uncomfortable for others of their species. It's just part of their culture as well as what it means to be a part of their species. They could do it out in a lobby, and no one would think anything of it. But, because of their instincts, their primal brain stuff, they desire to do this in privacy. Also because them doing this in the open could impede traffic and cause inconveniences to others. Discomfort, or being repulsed due to SEEING copulation occurring, or even interest in watching or seeing others copulate, is largely a HUMAN thing. It's not like that for them. They think it's fucking weird that we HUMANS think that sex is weird. Because it's not sex to them; it's just something they do. It's beautiful to them, because they know what it means to engage in such a way. It's what we call "love". The ultimate sign of love, affection, trust, a sign of connection, both in a physical manner and a mental/neural one. To engage in 'sex', it isn't REQUIRED that all five individuals have the five different sexual reproductive organs. There could be two different ones, two of the same, or even a group of various, different sexual-organ-possessing individuals. Only, and only when they desire to reproduce and create more of their species, do they require to have that set amount of individuals, with the set parts to properly reproduce.

They don't do it for fun, either. While they COULD, they just don't. It's time consuming, and they generally mate for life. Meaning, the 'group' they choose to reproduce with, is the only one they will ever DESIRE to be with. Mainly because they've created that CONNECTION between the others in the group. They're poly-amorous lovers, but they don't feel the need to "marry" (that's sort of, uniquely a human thing. mostly tied to religion, which they don't really have.), nor do they feel the need to 'live with' the others of their Group for the rest of their lives. Like humans do with their lovers; buy a house, live in it with their love for the rest of their lives. Nah. They do whatever they want. IF they want to live in the same place with another of their group, or the whole group feels the same way, then by all means: they can. But most don't feel that need, despite their desire to be close to those they're emotionally attached to.

They have names, as well, but they're not really that important to them. It's like.. When someone from a far away country uses an alias while in the country they're visiting, because the locals can't pronounce their god damn name--- its like that! Except for them, they use names for races like Human Beings, who can't directly (or even indirectly) communicate mentally, and/or reach out to another individual with their mind. So for species who have MOUTHS, and also are unable to communicate mentally (or, as we like to call it, telepathically {i hate using that word tbh. it makes me feel like a kid or something. it just feels... underdeveloped, or inept in describing the way they specifically communicate. its m o r e than that. it's not telepathy, but that's the closest word I can think of to describe it ??? y kNOW??} ) ANYWAY. They use names for people like us who can't understand, or can't reach out with our own minds to communicate with them. THEY don't need to use names (although they do have them, largely for organization, etc), and this is BECAUSE of the WAY they communicate with one another. They just... reach out. gently nudge to let the other know that they're there and then communicate whatever it is they want to say. Like a direct phone line. Except, this phone line has millions of different lines attached to it-- billions of connections and separator-whatevers that all attach to OTHER individuals of their species. They can contact any one of their people at any time they want, or even ALL of them, or a portion -- i.e, the ones they personally know, whenever, and wherever they are in the universe. If one dies, they all know. If one is born ( or in their case, if a bunch of them are born), then they know, because new paths are forged; just suddenly there, trying weakly reach out to this vast network until they're accepted or acknowledged. The acknowledgement part is very important, which is also another reason why it's more difficult for them to communicate with others of their kind who don't live in the same ship as them, and are additionally likely trillions upon trillions of lightyears away from them. If that little line isn't acknowledge (i.e. if the mental knock on the door is never HEARD or SEEN, or in this case acknowledged directly, then it withdraws and stays with the minds that KNOW their 'phone line' exists, or more aptly put: wireless phone connection, or like WI-FI connection -- mostly because they were THERE, in close(ish) proximity to them when they first reached out/when their minds were first able to touch the network of minds. ANYWAY. before i confuse MYSELF -- say if these various sized, various numbers / populations of their kind, were spoken of like places on earth, say... If TEXAS is like a small sector on one ship, then the entire ship would be the United States. This COMMUNITY - or Country, all can communicate with one another easily, because they're all CONNECTED, by wifi; instantaneous communication is readily available whenever and wherever they want. CANADA would represent ANOTHER ship. An entirely different ship in itself. It, like the US/other ship, would have it's OWN close-knit community that can easily just pop in and talk to one another whenever they want, bc they're all connected. Since birth, actually. Being born with your connection and then having the password to the main, giant network that connects everyone else to everyone else on the ship/country, makes it easier, than say: reaching out to the other ship is harder, because it's farther away. Maybe the signal is a bit wonky, or it's static-y because it's never HAD to really reach that far, or for long. The WORLDWIDE network is in place, because thats just how it is; and that in itself is static-y, like using an old phone line. But it's there. It's ancient and spans across all of existence, so long as their kind exists. If one country isn't familiar with another country's form of communication, or their culture -- or if they never USED their connection before, then it's harder to reach it, harder to get the right words across, with the right meaning. Because things are different overseas, right? It's ENTIRELY possible, but its a bit wonky, despite it being a naturally occurring thing. Any of that make any sense at all bc???

TAKES A DEEP BREATH BAH. BAAAH Nah ok im done. if anyone decided to freaking read that novel theN GOOD ON YA. I don't have a prize for you and i most likely will think of some other stuff to add to this babbling mess here, but if yoU WANNA U CAN TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK SO FAR SUGGESTIONS (pls ignore that bit there wherei try not to offend anyone omg im s o sorry i jUST?? CONFLICT. DONT WANT IT. SORRY.) its long af and i just??? mainly wanted to get the ideas out before I forgot them you know so sORRY FOR THAT IF U GOT THE GIST OF IT, of what I actually HAVE there anyway, then what?? do u all think cause idk I DK It's gonna take a LONG time to get this all put together I think. But I mean once it's done, even if it is put into an RP blog and if it doesn't get noticed/if no interest is shown in it, I might just keep it for the sake of having this neat ass idea of an entire species. Might even turn it into a comic or a story of it's own, or maybe I'll just make it into an art blog, centering around the species, or maybe just an individual one (WHO BTW.... IS THE OC.. I WAS TRYINA TALK ABOUT..... it'd look like any which way it wanted if it had human form, but mainly it likes male forms better; feels more comfortable to them, despite the dangly thing between their legs (their reproductive organs are INSIDE them, and only a few of their sexes repro. organs actually come out to connect the group together). ANYWAY THOUGH. AN y way.... IDK... the name "Rooks" kind of popped into my head for some reason when I was writing stuff? so idk. theres a possibility of their species name there. probably SPELLED differently, but pronounced that way. probably. maybe. im gonna stop now

#Long post #long post for ts #long post cw #idFK #JUST A WARNING ITS LEGIT PROBABLY THE LONGEST THING IVE WRITTEN ON THIS BLOG LMAO SORRY #and its not even about the muses on this blog LOL WELP #TLDR?? An alien character. species of my own creation?? I'll have to draw the #m sometime #bUT IDK #IDK MAN #THEYRE BLUE AND FUCKING TALL AF AND BASICALLY INFORMATION LIBRARIANS WHO NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT #this specific OC would have been seperated from their group/ship #maybe because of disaster. maybe an attack from a hostile ship?? probably raiders or pirates of some sort who discovered (entireLY BY LUCK)#their ship in space; despite their cloaking/stealthy approach to hiding their huge ass ships #said individual could be considered a ''He'' in our terms #but that's an extremely inaccurate way to describe them #despite that; it's the closest thing we'll probably ever get because they don't use pronouns or anything bvc they don't need to #so ''he'' will have to do -- as ''he'' sees it #but mainly because 'he' is in the form as a human MALE so he figures that he'll just conform to it you know? whatever makes sense to us huma #ns right?#ANYWAY #APOLOGIES #FR THE BUTT FUCK TON OF SHIT HERE #AND THE LACK OF ACTUAL WRITING ON THIS BLOG TONIGHT #BUT #i just needed to get the ideas out before i forgot them and i didnt even bother to reread what i wrote nor edit it sO LMFAO ENJOY YALL

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tfw-no-tennis · 3 years

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mtmte liveblog issue 12

lets do itttt

I love nick roches art...he draws rodimus so twinky, its a delight

ohhh I forgot abt the non-linear storytelling this issue. bangin

rewinds feet don't even touch the ground hhhhhh tiny

i fuckgin love that panel of skids talking abt briefing vs debriefing, everything both he and rodimus say is just golden

I love hearing tailgate tell completely made up stories from his primal vanguard days, that slaps storytelling-wise

HHHHHH and the fact that tailgate’s happiest memory is movie night at rewinds ;_; gosh

lmao I love whirl kicking down the door

OOOOH and then the time skip!!!!!!!!! I fucking love non-linear stories

jesus, swerves whole face being gone is still disturbing

magnus rlly is a grade A badass. I forgot he has missile shoulders

rodimus saying ‘wham, bam, in the van!’ is my fuckgin favorite hvbsdhhfbhdjkf that's my son right there

cd saying that rewind is allergic to ultraviolet light [eyes emoji] remember how UV light is the only way to see mnemosurgery marks? that little detail must be in there for that ‘cd did mnemosurgery on rewind’ plotline that jro didn't end up doing (thankfully)

I love how mtmte came up with a name for cybertronian marriage :) that's the kind of lore I want baybe!

also rewind and cd hhhhhh they....the og canon gays...confirmed outright in issue 12, which is so early on, considering!...its a beautiful thing. I will talk about the representation in mtmte Extensively throughout my reread since this is, yknow, Just The Beginning when it comes to canon gays - which, again, what a beautiful thing!

actually I'm not done. thinking abt the fact that this issue came out in 2012 and also this is freaking TRANSFORMERS of all things - a long-running franchise whose primary audience is adolescent boys - is extra amazing. augh, the representation! it gets me man.

ok, so, the story! jesus poor cyclonus

chromedome riding on the trex guy hbhsjkfbjshdf dude. I choose to believe that that’s his go-to tactic here bc he’s probably pretty terrible at fighting. idk how canon that is but I just see cd as the type of dude who cant fight well at all, regardless of how many fights he’s actually been in

minibot squad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm really interested in the little we see of general cybertronian attitude towards organics - obvs the decepticons think very little of them, and the autobots generally believe all life is important, but the post-war attitude seems a little more grey and I like that

tailgate!!!!!!!!!!!! I love tailgate SO much. the way he volunteers to defuse a bomb that he has NO idea how to defuse, and the way he lies so quickly and casually? fucking love it

and then he takes all of his bomb disarming cues from rewind, who ALSO isn't a bomb disposal expert by any means - like, tailgate risks both his own life and everyone else’s, just because he wont come clean about his real job - that's some [chefs kiss] characterization right there, I love it

augh I love how he prompts rewind, who of COURSE would have some idea about this as an archivist, for help, and rewind doesn't have any idea that tailgate’s even more clueless than him

but tg, being a generally good person, still tells rewind he should proooooobably stand clear - just in case!!!!!

and then rewind whips out some marriage issues and tg is like ooookay then lol

cyclonus just stabbing people w/his hands....icon

whirl quoting the raw ass line ‘you, who are without mercy, now plead for it?’ nice

swerve. WHY would you point a gun AT YOUR OWN FACE. especially a gun made by BRAINSTORM. why did anybody let swerve handle firearms if this is how he does it. actually, why did anyone give swerve a gun after the thing w/rung. jesus yall. so not only are hipaa laws basically non-existent on cybertron, but gun safety is a rarely-taught thing as well. no wonder yall have issues

so cd must not like cyclonus bc cyclonus was the one who attacked kimia, where cd worked. right?? am I remembering tfwiki correctly? lmao

OOOOF cd saying he was born w/out innermost....I cant remember, is it canon or just extrapolation that that isn't true, and rather it was that cd gave all his innermost energon away w/his previous husbands and whatnot, but he doesn't remember since he forgot about them? either way, oof

all the functionist history stuff is so INTERESTING...I could read an entire comic about just like, pre-war when the functionists were just taking over

tg saying he hates dominus - is that that tweet from jro where somebody asked him why tg said that, and jro basically said ‘he’s petty and jealous’ lol I fucking love it. I love how a character like tailgate, who is very ‘pure’/innocent, has flaws as well

cd has a good point - its hard to kill tfs. so, that makes it extra fucking depressing that cd was seeking out death to that extent

gahhhh the whole rewind-dominus thing is so INTERESTING - I love how vague things are...we only hear about dominus from other people’s perspectives; mainly rewind who clearly thought highly of him, but he’s obviously biased, so it’s hard to tell what dominus was REALLY like, especially with the unavoidable power gap between rewind and dominus...UGH its so interesting

oof, the whole dynamic of cd thinking that rewind cares more about dominus - dominus the ghost, and finding out what happened to him in general - than chromedome himself, is just so Ouch

and the fact that cd thinks that the SOLE reason that rewind is going into battle is so he can look for dominus, but tg makes a good point - rewind is likely also worried abt cd’s safety, especially after dominus disappeared how he did - rewind is probably terrified that the same thing will happen w/cd, bc rewind cares about cd just as much as he cared/cares about dominus, but cd cant see that. AUGHHHH the Complexity!! mannnn

HHHH and like I adore that this first gay couple we get isn't perfect, and that's OKAY bc they’re not The Gay Rep, we get plenty of other gays with their own 3-dimensional relationships....augh bruh it Gets me ok

AHHHHHHHHHH THE OVERLORD STUFF. AUGHHHHHH

who was that talking to cd?? I don't remember....it must've been drift, I think? or maybe brainstorm...

whirl :’) I mean, we find out later that its kinda his fault that rewind was blown up, but still, him putting his own life at risk to save rewind...aww

cyclonus be nice to tg, he’s trying to give you his cool baja blast innermost energon

CYCLONUS BE NICE :( :( :(

we gotta have our slowburn, tho....OOOOUGH

hhhh and then cyclonus like, realizes how much of a dick he’s being and goes back to help tg.... ;_;

cyclonus my man u are lucky that tailgate is so forgiving

and then we have whirl and cyclonus, which is another relationship i LOVE. their development is just...[chefs kiss]

cyc just grabbing tg by the head and YEETING him out the door...lmao

cyclonus’s extremely detailed threat to whirl came at like, the WORST possible time lmao

alternatively, rewind unfortunately asked the worst two people for help at the worst time

also alternatively, tg defusing his first bomb ever based on instructions from another amateur was maybe not the best move

and of course whirl just deciding to lock cyclonus (and rewind whoops) in with a bomb lmao

the requisite to joining the lost light is that you have to be a complete disaster of a person, on some level

cyclonus shielding rewind ;_;

fucking love how they managed to have a cliffhanger w/the bomb going off, despite us seeing exactly what the outcome of that was earlier in this very issue. brilliant

ah, issue 12, the issue that officially canonized the gays and introduced us to a whole bunch of worldbuilding on cybertronian relationships. i love it! plus we have some fascinating backstory and some cool character stuff, and relationship development for tg and cyclonus. awesome stuff!

up next: humansona business! oh fuck yeah

#lj rereads mtmte #The Gays Begin

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Real Homemakers Of New Jersey Recap: Returning HGTV A Run For Their Money

Another weekend get, another occurrence of. Maybe thats why I dislike on this show so much It represents my ass having to wake up and go to work. Or maybe its because no ones hollered prostitution whore or been indicted of any misdemeanours this season. They really did give the bar a bit high-pitched. But whatever. This is what weve went. At least it got more exciting last week. Preserve it up, Jerseyans. And yes, thats what theyre called. I Googled it.

We kick shit off at Dolores house and continues to be revamping. I feel like this is going to be a season-long happening. D goes pissed because Frank decided to merely resurface the cabinets instead of gutting the whole kitchen. Why tf does your ex husband get a say in this? This is your fucking house. Your relationship, I guess.

D and Siggy head to Jacquelines house and Im gambling my resources of the fund theyre gonna talk about the semi-fight that went down between her and Tre last chapter. Disturbance of the fucking centuryIm right. What else is new?

Jacqueline rehashes the whole oppose in a singer thats almost as exasperating as Teresas, which is mind-blowing in and of itself. Bravo starts doing that act where they proceed from backward and forward between the families and between this and the shrieking expression and my glass of Whispering Angel, I find a migraine coming on. Thanks, Andy Cohen. Melissa is telling her caveman spouse that Jacqueline was out of path for trying to pit him against his own sister, and I agree. So theyre gonna get lunch to discuss.

Over at Teresas, shes still doing yoga. We fucking get wise already. Youre fit and Zen post-lockup. Side memorandum: Are those cheetah print sheets on their ruler couch? Jesus fucking Christ. I say this every episode but the Jersey-ness is reaching me nauseated. Back to the chapter Its a big day at the Giudice house. Tre gets to take her ankle bracelet off. Mazel tov! I couldnt relate to these beings less if I tried.

Its time for Jacqueline and Melissas lunch. Obstruct the drama coming. They dive right into it. I entail damn. Jacqueline is like screaming in this restaurant rn.

Jacqueline: I dont got to go to you to talk to your partner. Ima go straight to the source. Ive done so much for your family!

Have you? I dont really recollect, tbh. But thats not resounding any bells. Melissas exactly kinda like what-the fuck-ever. And thats all. Seemed real abrupt if you ask me, but this ros might be getting to my head.

I can tell were going to Siggys house because theres some Jewish marry music playing after a commercial shatter and Sigs is the only non-Italian Jew on this display. Subtle, Bravo. Sigs house is immaculate. Not even a hint of leopard. Can we just movie all of the incidents here instead of the rest of these gaudy-ass rooms? Her mothers been demonstrated and start talking about their heritage and Siggys bratty children. Ugh I forgot about them. The hires intimate Jewish traditions to deliver their own families back together. Its worth a shot I suppose.

At Jacquelines, Ashlee and her boyfriend are over for dinner. They talk about living together and the convo returns to marriage and pregnancy so naturally BF looks like hes about to fucking shaft. Jacqueline attracts him aside like its an episode of The Bachelor. He wants to take Jacqueline to help him pick out an engagement resound, which is sweet. Im glad Ashlee went her shit together. It was touch and go there for a bit while. You did it!

Melissa and Joe Gorga head to Tres for dinner. Teresa says she wants an edamamelike, one singular edamame? Returns out, she intends an enema. LOL. Words are hard. Theyre there for about two fucking seconds before we start talking back the Teresa and Jacqueline argument. Goddamn, yall are some petty bitches. Move on. It wasnt even a big deal. There are much bigger things to worry about. Such as going to prison and shit.

Meanwhile, Dolores is still renovating her home. Since when did this become HGTV? Frank shows up, and I feel like D hangs out with her ex a lot more than whats ordinary. I get it. They have minors. But like, does he have a fucking dwelling? Hes literally always there. But fine. Dolores wants to knock cold a wall, which, after hours of watching this afternoon, I fully support. It certainly opens up the room. Frank tones a bitch fit for a sec because thats gonna get expensive, but then caves. That a path, D.

Siggy took her parents advice and emcees Kiddish at her house in is making an effort to constitute her kids less asshole-y. Ive got high hopes, but low-toned expectations.

Zen Tre ends shes also Dr. Tre and hosts a care conference where everyone in the fam writes down their love. This ought to be good. I cant imagine Joe is too good with texts, but I dont wanna stereotype. It backfires when Milania puts her parents on blast.

Milania : I dont like it when my dad announces me fat, specially since hes fat af too. Mom doesnt get me. She never listens to me because shes ever on her phone.

Damn. Parents of the fucking time over here. Youd conclude after being away from your girls for a year, youd wanna coldnes with them. But like, I bet you missed Twitter very, so I get it. Gia pretty much says the same shit, except “shes been” tells her mama she overreacts, to which, Teresa shockingly overreacts.

Were back at Siggys and, despite Kiddish, her girls are still little shits. Cast them down to Georgia, Sigs. An hour with my grandparents and theyll be fucking angels.

Its Milanias bday so in true Jersey fashion, they get a pink Hummer limo. They go to this residence announced iFly where gust gusts acquire you pilot or something. Idk. I dont enjoy any kind of physical pleasure besides wine tastings, so it consider this to be my worst fucking nightmare, but the girls look like theyre having fun. Teresas phone is nowhere in sight, for the record.

Jacqueline and BF travel echoing store and have a really emotional discussion. Couldnt yall have done this in the car on the way over instead of in the actual accumulate? No? Okay. We get a montage to seeing how cruel Ashlee was as a teen. Ahhh, the very best ole days.

Were back at iFly, and Milania is talking about her 11 th bday and Joe starts to rip up because he wont be there. This actually realizes me so sad. I mean, hes supposed to be in prison for like four years. Thats a long fucking time when you have young children. Damn it. Im hollering again. Is it precisely me or is this franchise way sadder than the other Housewives?

But why stop there? Makes check in on Dolores croaking puppy while were at it. Bethenny must be free to get in with the Jersey ladies so I can chuckle a little. We gotta lighten this shit up. Lastly the sadness discontinues because Sigs and Jacqueline come over to do some demo. Its probs a good way for them to get out some of that Jersey anger. D gets a entitle from Maz, whos still pissed because she is still not going to work at their piece of shit gym. I dont think she gets how positions extend, but what do I know?

Melissa and Tre are having some tea and is about to change Sigs, D, and Melissa have been scheduling a girls weekend. Fuck. Yes. Girls weekends= wine-coloured and arguings. Teresas on the fence but not really because shes contractually obliged to go to this shit so she agrees. Whats the over/ under on how many times well ensure Teresa doing downward bird-dog and other fitness shit this trip-up?

The next day, Teresa goes her book in the mail. She speaks the dedication she wrote to her daughters while lying on her leopard membranes. We get it, Tre. You love your daughters. Just not as much as your phone.

Her and Joe then start talking about the disagreement with Jacqueline again, and would you look at that? My bottle of wine-coloured is drain right as the escapade objective. Until next week

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