after the battles, yet we cannot win the war (its a mad multiverse out there that's for sure)
hi im back. its timeline time >:] very much still a work in progress, uhh only vague for that I don't wanna spoil Big Things (for no reason, this is really all for fun LMAO no one is gonna wanna produce this)
*obligatory disclaimer, all named characters are in reference to solely the RP characters, and have nothing to do with CCs
the stuff that happens after S2/before Isles isnt as important plus ive rambled about it before
During Isles tldr; Sonja revives Capsize with the help of Spark, Kristin, Phil and Ianite.
Tom returns to the present from Isles, literally falling from a rift and landing facefirst onto the deck of Capsize's boat
Jordan got taken by DreamXD into the DSMP to be trapped in the End Realm- long story short he finds Techno and Phil, they free him, he gets launched far from the Syndicate meeting room, roped into working for Wilburger and reconnects with Tubbo this is all the DSMP Sparklez stuff
When Techno's Syndicate has their ending (the canon one Phil wrote), Rux!Dianite (I'll just refer to him as Dia) uses the anomaly signal caused when Wilbur left to Utah to find Jordan and bring him home with Tubbo (Michael and Ranboo idk they fit in here somewhere im not on about writing this just yet)
Everyone's home yayyy Tom is doin his Mecha Dianite things, everyone's kinda gettin along (not really.. lots of uh. skeletons in the closet. Big Character Conflits). then Boom. Alice Syndicate (and Karl bc he deserves to get saved from whatever the fuck happens to him at the end of Isles im not that far yet LMAO anyways)
Basically. Big Frick. NoWhere (deity of multiverse) has discovered a force that is causing worlds to decay away (ooc: inactive SMPs) explaining why it seems Mianite is getting rotted despite Tom being there aka all 3 gods present
Leads them to Vault Hunters/Hermitcraft universe- long running, no decay, Vault Gods must know something
Tom gets sent there first. Cue confusion thing and him bein a little messed up with his attachment issues to Jordan after he just got his bf back, he fights Pete, gets kicked
X33n (aka deviser gaines who ditched everyone and reinvented himself) and Tubbo talk to VH!Ianite get Tom back, he talks to Vault Gods. Wendarr explains what the force was, now their worlds are untimed. This entity is like a mimic, its hard to find. Suggests they check Hermitcraft
Tom returns, the team prepares. Dia agrees to take Tom's place alongside the S1 siblings temporarily to let him investigate.
On the way to speak to the hermit gods or watchers, theyre intercepted by someone who looks like Martyn inthelittlewood (its not him) in the data streams who says they have information. Jokes on them. its a mimic, and sends them flying off their trail into a random vanilla world.
Its where Tucker went. theres also a witch there too shes chill
They catch up with Tucker, find out where he's been.
Conflict part 23, haven't fleshed this out but ends with Tucker agreeing to join them in their shenanigans one last time
Alice finds traces of the entity in a realm akin to Empires S2, its called Aitheaca.
Through her portal, Tom, Jordan, Sonja, Capsize and Tucker end up in Aitheaca, and are greeted by the fishy Watcher Merina and wither skeleton Cassell, who help them get to safety before Flash can find them
Wag is also there by a random coincidence, has just been hanging out with William and Mianite. Bro's just been travelling about the multiverse for fun
Most story takes place here; Martha's theory is the Ianite in this realm is housing the entity (Jordan agrees.. why else would his lady be evil and hellbent on keeping balance to the point of it being destructive?) Basically, them two's about to have a massive fucking wakeup call. Capsize is skeptical
Back home, Ianite, Dia and Mianite are trying to hold their crumbling realm together with the help of Spark, Mot Jeriah and Alyssa, going back n forth between Ruxomar to pick up quintessence. Its not gone well
Stuff ensues. How it ends? I really don't know yet...
and uh. I mean i do have more but its more spoilery but its for ending things which I'm still working out so yeeee But! That's the gist of it; I really wanna focus on themes of them having to understand things are temporary, the idea of things having to have an end, and when it ends, who will be there to start again with you.
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WIP, BluJul
CW: Mpreg, nsfw don't like don't read! Thanks.
Blue tenderly rubs Julian's baby bump, his touch ghosting over the taut hump. Julian bit his lower lip, face flushing a deep red, his breathing picked up as Blue leaned over him.
Julian shudders as he feels Blue enclose space between them.
"I think you look cute all round and helpless like this.."
Blue hums, that lovey dovey look in his eyes. Julian laughs at Blue, hands cupping either side of his lover's face.
"Who said i was helpless, lover boy~?"
"Jul, once you drop something you can't pick it up.."
Julian puffs his cheeks and huffs at him.
"Alright, listen, just because that's true doesn't mean you get to point it out!.."
Blue laughs and so does Julian, they nuzzle heads affectionately before Blue catches his red-headed lovers lips with is own.
"Mm-... Mhn!.."
Blue's thumb rubs Julian's baby bump lovingly, Julian wiggles, eagerly trying to get closer to Blue. He notes this, and closes what space remained in between them.
His other hand appears under the bump, and slides downward, to the ever growing bulge just beneath the swell of Julian's abdomen.
The red-head's mouth opens, letting both Blue in, and a moan out.
"Hha-.. Ahn~.."
His steely blue eye closes as his baby blue eyed lover's tongue enters his mouth. Always tasting of chocolate, Julian never gets tired of it. He's been love drunk ever since they started being a item..
There's no resistance against the familiar invader, Julian's hands knead into the back of Blue's head, a shiver runs through him as Blue runs his fingers along his clothed length..
Blue keeps one hand glued to Julian's baby bump, rubbing and caressing. A wiggle comes from beneath the skin, causing the two to separate.
Blue pulls away, Julian is left panting. Saliva strands break and he's already falling disheveled..
"God, your so beautiful.."
He purrs, Julian pauses a moment, eye wide, before he bashfully laughs.
"Oh c'mon.. We're in the middle of it Blue~.."
Blue laughs and Julian moans as Blue grabs him through his pants. He starts kissing at Julian's neck, while the hand that was on the baby bump moved upward, to his tender chest.
It was barely hidden away from him, allowing Blue immidiet access. Julian gasps as cold fingers brush against a warm and perky nipple.
"So warm~.."
Blue hums, licking Julian's neck. A loud, and not very subtle moan leaves him.
"UhN-!!.. B-Blue-... H-Hah!.."
"Mmh~... That's it~.."
Julian shivers and drools a little bit as Blue's hand starts fondling his chest gently, thumb padding the perky bud in a clockwise fashion.
Julian writhes under Blue, who's taken to attacking his neck and simultaneously stroking him in the most teasing fashion.
"Hh-.. Aah-.. Ah-.. Blue-.. Demyan..!.."
Julian begins calling Blue's real name, making him smirk against his pregnant lover's neck.
"Yes, sweetheart?"
He gives Julian's booby a gentle squeeze, and a slow trace up his painfully hard boner through his pants. Julian's hands knead eagerly into Blue's spine, his eye rolling back in his skull.
"Hhh.. Hh.. Your gonna ruin my clothes by doing what your doing to me.."
"Im gonna ruin you by doing what im doing to you.."
Blue starts kissing downward, further undoing Julian's rather loose shirt, exposing his swollen chest. Blue can feel Julian's heart drumming against his ribcage, like a frantic bird in a wire cage.
"I could just eat you up, Jul.. Your so cute, i can't help myself.."
"Hh-haha.. What're you gonna do? Keep me pregnant forever?"
Blue laughs.
"Would you like that?"
Julian sputters a moment and is the darkest flush he could be.
"I-I mean-.. I like the attention.."
"I'll gladly love you like this well after out little apple seed has been born~.. Would you like that, my sweet ruby rose~?"
Julian nods his head.
"I-I would really like that.."
Blue smiles at him, that gleam in his eyes.
"Alright, it's settled~ I'll pamper you until you get sick of it~"
Julian laughs at him, shaking his head.
"Ooh, i doubt ill get sick of it~.."
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Have you ever considered Mechanic!abby 🫣 like peeking up readers skirt from under that lil roller thing covered in grease😩 girls deserve to be pounded on the hood of a truck as a treat
OOOUUUUUUUU🙈🙈🙈😝😝🫦🫦 i like how ur mind thinks
i kinda got carried away and ended up with this detailed creation LOL i’ve been wanting to write abt abby for a while and took advantage of this request
— OIL CHANGE ★ 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
warnings: y/n is quite the raunchy gyal, y/n also has like a sorta y2k hot pink fem vibe, lowk perv abby, mentions of drinking, pet names, smut, heavy petting, oral (r!receiving), making out, the knee thing (ikik it has a clutch on my im j rlly gay)
yall read the requestttt😝😝
not proofread
“Lev!”
Silence.
“Leeeeeevvvv!!”
Silence.
“LEV!!”
“Um. I don’t think Lev is here.” A voice chipped from the front desk.
Abby tumbled through the door from the backroom of the auto-shop behind the counter, her face pink from what could’ve been heat or embarrassment and her eyes wide.
“Uh- Im so sorry I thought he was still around. I mean, he was like five seconds ago.” Abby laughed, her hand scratching the back of her neck. Y/n laughed, leaning her elbows on the counter.
“What you doing here y/n?” Abby asked, surprised by the sudden appearance. Abby had known y/n from around. She was a friend of many of Abbys friends and the two had partied together a few times, but had never actually gotten to know each other privately.
Pretty much all Abby knew about in regards to y/n was that she was incredibly attracted to her. The very first time they’d met, their friend having brought them both along to a party at a club a few months ago, Abby had interacted with the girl and immediately wanted her. Her hot pink dress that hugged her figure tightly and lips that glimmered with gloss that night called to her. Her cheeky and brazen personality read brat all over it with tons of pink glitter dumped on it and Abby wanted a taste of it.
Now was the first time Abbyd seen her in a casual situation and she couldn’t help but swallow harshly at the sight that her style didnt water down even slightly on a daily basis.
Her tightly cropped pink long sleeve, the hem of the sleeves decorated with a lighter pink fur, and tiny denim skirt that showed the entirety of her legs had Abby eyeing her up and down the second she caught a glimpse of her full figure.
“Needed to get the oil of my car changed and i remembered that youre like the car genius.” Y/n said, batting her eyelashes prettily at the muscular girl.
Oh she shouldnt be real. Abby thought to herself.
“You’ve come to the right place pretty. Pull the car round back.” She instructed, throwing a hand towel over her shoulder.
“Yes ma’am.” Y/n said coyly, walking backwards for a second to flash a slick smile, then turn around and walk out, Abbys eyes pasted on the back of her legs the seconds she turned. Her eyes lingered, like if she stared hard enough the skirt would lift even the slightest of an inch and show the bottom of the supple skin of her ass.
When Abby caught herself staring, she shook her harshly. You’re worse than a man. She reprimanded herself.
Walking out to the back, Abby set up her tools as she watched y/n pull into the marked spot on the concrete, her black ford fiesta decorated with stickers in the bumper and there was a thin pink line that was painted onto the sides. Abby couldn’t help but giggle at the large pink dices hanging from the interior rearview mirror.
Abby loved y/ns femininity and the way she wore it with no remorse or hesitation. She wore it for no one but herself. The men that dogged after her faced brutal rejection because she didn’t dress like that to appeal to them. No, she didn’t even like men like that. She did it because thats who she is.
And oooohhh the way that made Abby feel.
As y/n hopped out of her car, throwin her keys and purse into the passengers seat and shutting the door.
“Mk you can sit over there this wont take long.” Abby said, pointing to the row of chairs against the wall next to the car.
“Ou how luxurious.” Y/n sneered. Walking towards them.
Abby snorted and began getting to work, placing a tire lifter under one of the tires and securing it in the air.
Y/ns eyes lingered on Abbys arm as she pumped the car up, her braid falling over her shoulder and to hang next to her face. Her white tank was already painted with grease from her past jobs. In all honesty, y/n was at the car shop for more than just an oil change.
Saturday from last week was why she was really there. A party at a gay club that their mutual friend invited them both to and after an hour there led to Abby and y/n having quite the tantalizing conversation. A few shots of tequila in, Abby ended up sat on a bar stool, y/n standing between her legs slightly too close to me merely friendly. They’d interchanged slight backstories like where they worked, how they met their mutual friends, and the recents of their love life. That was the main reason that y/n was here.
Nah im not seeing anyone. Not looking for nothing serious really just like wanna fuck around with pretty girls. Abby said, close to y/ns face as to hear each other over the music.
If you’re fucking around with pretty girls than how come we haven’t. She responded, turning her head to talk into Abbys ear with a sly smile.
What do you think im trying to do right now dummy?
But that night ended up with y/n running out the club with her friend who was drunk beyond comprehension, rushing to get an uber to take the two of them to her house.
Y/n loved her friends and would never be mad at having to take care of them in a given situation, but damn it if she said she wasn’t cursing her friend shed be lying for losing the developing flow between her and Abby.
So when her friend had suggested to y/n she should get her oil changed, she caught the opportunity shes been looking for to get ahold of Abby, considering they never got the chance to interchange numbers before y/n had to leave.
Y/n was distracted from her phone when she heard Abby say something from under the car, her back laid on a wooden rolling plank to slide in and out from under.
“Sorry what?” Y/n asked, standing up and walking to the side Abby was.
“When was the last time you got it changed?” She repeated, Sliding out from under and sitting up, to wipe her hands.
“Hmmm like a year and a half maybe?” Y/n shrugged.
“Should’ve called me up sooner.” Abby said, looking up at the girl from her seat.
“I would’ve if i had a way to do so.” She responded, crossing her hands in front of her chest and leaning back against the pillar next to the parking stop.
“You have to light three candles and say my name into a mirror.” She quipped, making y/n laugh.
Suddenly, y/ns phone rang urgently and she looked down at the contact.
“One sec.” She said before answering, pushing herself off the pillar and turning around.
Abby laid back down on the plank, ready to go back under the car but before she did shoe caught a glimpse of lilac between y/ns thighs. From this angle, Abby had a clear view of y/n’s ass, the soft supple skin that peaked down. Abby couldn’t help but lick her lips, rather excited by the view.
Abruptly, y/n turned back around which sent Abby to frantically whip her head and search around her for some tool she didn’t even know she was looking for.
Little known to her, Y/n had caught it, realizing exactly what Abby saw.
I knew wearing good panties would pay off.
Y/n hung up the phone and walked towards Abby. “Sorry it was a friend of mine. Lost her cat and shes freaking.”
“Don’t worry. This shouldn’t take that much longer.” Abby said, going back under the car on the plank and continuing her work.
Y/n stood watching Abby work, her knees bent out from under the car, being lifted enough for y/n to see glimpses of Abbys arms and face. God she wanted her.
Walking up to the car, she leaned against it next to where Abby laid. “So what have you been up to? Been fucking around with some pretty girls lately?” She snorted.
Abby chuckled from underneath. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” She responded, her sultry voice muffled.
“Im just so curious Ab.” Y/n giggled, extending the o in so.
Abby rolled back out from under the car and laid eyes on the girl standing against the car, her arms crossed in-front of her chest and her legs crossed over each other. She had a mischievous glimpse in her eye, one that Abby wasn’t sure how to dissect considering it was always present in her eyes.
Y/n brought her leg forward and lightly kicked Abbys leg with her platform.
As she extended her leg, from beneath Abby could clearly see her clothes mound, her eyes frantically running around trying to avoid looking so obvious. When her eyes fell onto y/n’s own, she saw the bashful smirk on her lips and the tilt of her head.
She knows exactly what shes doing.
Abby stood up, quickly towering over the girl in pink. Out of instinct, y/n pressed her back against the car as Abby got closer.
“Is this what you came down here for?” Abby sneered, darkness growing within her eyes. Y/n looked up at the muscular girl with round eyes, her bottom lip catching in between her teeth.
“What is it baby? You want me to fuck you, is that it?” She said, confidence bubbling in her chest as y/n’s hand pressed onto her chest and looked up at her.
“You’ve kept me waiting Abs.” Y/n groaned.
“Me?” Abby chuckled, her hands coming up to the girls waist. “You’re the one that left running the other night.”
Before y/n could even think of replying, Abbys lips pounced on hers, the kiss immediately heated and desperate.
Their bodies pushed and pulled against one another’s, hands clawing at each other and the noises coming from their mouths obscene.
Abbys lips jumped from y/n’s own and onto her neck, biting and sucking at the space below her ear. Y/n breathed heavily, faint whines leaving her lips at the feeling of Abbys knee pressing against her clit, the heat of the denim and cotton in between their bodies sending bolts through y/ns spine.
Abbys hand wandered below y/ns top, her hand kneading and palming her breasts, the combination of stimulation making y/n automatically rock her hips lightly against Abbys thigh, searching for any kind of release.
Abbys tongue shot into y/n’s mouth to drown the growing moans tumbling from her lips.
“Keep quiet for me pretty girl.” Abby instructed before collapsing to her knees before the pink clothes girl.
“Fuck.” Y/n hissed under her breath at the sight of the larger girl sitting on her knees and looking up at her, her fingers hooking onto the lilac panties blocking her way.
“This ok?” Abby asked, her thumbs caressing the soft skin on y/n’s hips. She desperately nodded im response, Abby shaking her head.
“No baby, words.” She instructed.
“Yes Abby- please.” y/n babbled, her hands coming to push strands of hair that had falles out of Abbys braid behind her ear.
With a shit eating grin, Abby pulled down y/ns panties, wetness pooling on the material that made Abby groan.
Diving beneath the skirt, she didn’t wait for a second to lick a long, painfully slow stride along her, separating y/ns and ending with a flick on her clit.
One of y/ns hands flew to the back of Abbys head, the other cupping over her mouth to stifle the moans that fell from her lips.
Abby went to town on y/ns burning pussy, sucking and flicking in places that made y/ns body twitch and whine.
Her tongue caught itself in y/ns clenched hole, teasing it repeatedly as she felt y/n pulsate around nothing, pleadingly trying to grip onto anything given.
“Oh fuck Abby.” Y/n mewled, making Abby groan into her, the vibrations on her clit making her to fold forward slightly.
Abbys hand came to the back of y/n’s thigh, lifting it up and placing the back of her knee on her shoulder, the newfound angle almost making y/n scream as Abby went down on her.
“Shit Abby- Im close.” Y/n moaned, her grip on the girls hair tight and burning, making Abby more and more feral by the second as Y/n’s hips rocked against her face.
“Cum for me baby.” Abby mumbled into y/n’s mound, the very vibrations of her words sending y/n over the edge.
Y/n’s legs shook, her thighs coming to squeeze around Abbys head, her mouth falling open and her eyes squeezing shut. The rope within y/n’s stomach snapped and Abby didn’t falter her lapping on her pussy, breathing in and licking up all of y/w wetness as it dripped down her chin.
When y/n’s moans of pleasure started becoming whines of overstimulation, Abby separated, pulling up y/n panties that rested at her ankles.
When she stood back up, y/n immediately gripped her by the back of the neck and slammed into her, tasting her own juices on her lips.
“You’re good at that.” y/n laughed lightly as the two barely separated.
“Why thank you.” Abby snickered back.
Y/ns phone rang, sitting on the top of the car. When she reached for it and saw the contact, she sighed, swiping to pick up the call.
“Yes?” Y/n said sourly into the phone, Abby smiling into her neck at her attitude as she pressed kisses into it. “Are you for real right now?” She groaned. “Ill be there in 30.”
Y/n hung up the phone and Abby rose her head again. “The change is done. I just gotta make sure everything screwed it well.” Abby said, her face not even closely suiting the words coming out if her mouth considering she had a big smile plastered onto her lips.
“Perfect. What do i owe you?” Y/n asked referring to the oil change.
“A date.” Abby said without hesitation.
Y/n laughed at the sureness and placed her hand on Abbys chest.
“Consider it paid.”
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my trans/faggot reading list
The Queer Art of Failure by Jack Halbertsam
Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg
Going Stealth: Transgender Politics and U.S. Surveillance Practices by Toby Beauchamp
Whipping Girl: A Transsexual Woman on Sexism and the Scapegoating of Femininity by Julia Serano
gay masculinities by peter nardi
Homosexuality in Cold War America : Resistance and the Crisis of Masculinity by Robert J Corber
Out of the Shadows: Reimagining Gay Men's Lives by Walt Odets
nevada by imogen binnie
gender nihilism by alyson escalante + addendum
Trans-in-Asia, Asia-in-Trans: An Introduction
Trans Exploits: Trans of Color Cultures and Technologies in Movement by Jian Neo Chen
The Terrible We: Thinking with Trans Maladjustment by Cameron Awkward-Rich
Nonbinary: Memoirs of Gender and Identity (various)
Acceptable femininity? Gay male misogyny and the policing of queer femininities Sadie E Hale and Tomás Ojeda
Please Miss: A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Penis by grace e lavery
delusions of gender by cordelia fine
a failed man by michael v smith (part of persistence: all ways butch and femme)
time is the thing a body moves through by T. Fleischmann
kai cheng thom’s writing
we want it all: an anthology of trans radical poetics
second skins: the body narratives of transsexuality by jay prossner
transgender warriors by leslie feinberg
the faggots and their friends between revolutions by larry mitchell
translating the queer: body politics and transnational conversations by hector dominguez ruvalcaba
captive genders: trans embodiment and the prison industrial complex
we both laughed in pleasure: the selected diaries of lou sullivan
how we get free: black feminism and the combahee river collective
trans girl suicide museum by hannah baer
dagger: on butch women by lily burana
black queer studies: a critical anthology by e patrick johnson and mae g Henderson
queer sex by juno roche
black on both sides: a racial history of trans identities by C. Riley Snorton
transgender liberation by leslie feinberg
female masculinity by jack halberstam
transecology by douglas a vakoch
street transvestite action revolutionaries : survival, revolt, and queer antagonistic struggle (Sylvia Rivera , Marsha P. Johnson)
a body that is ultra body: in conversation with fred moten and elysia crampton
building an abolitionist trans and queer movement with everything we’ve got (morgan bassichis, alexander lee and dean spade, 2011)
feminism and the (trans)gender entrapment of gender nonconforming prisoners (julia oparah, 2012)
normal life: administrative violence, critical trans politics, and the limits of law (dean spade, 2015)
Tseng Kwong Chi: Performing for the Camera by Việt Lê
detransition, baby by torrey peters
paul takes the form of a mortal girl by andrea lawlor
a failed man by michael v. smith (part of persistence: all ways butch and femme)
my new vagina wont make me happy by andrea long chu
sexing the body by Anne Fausto-Sterling
something that may shock and discredit you by danny lavery
the argonauts by maggie nelson
gender outlaws by kate bornstein
special mentions for articles ive read that were already very formative for me
Masquerading As the American Male in the Fifties: Picnic, William Holden and the Spectacle of Masculinity in Hollywood Film by Steven Cohan
The Production and Display of the Closet: Making Minnelli's "Tea and Sympathy” by David Gerstner
huge thanks to @mypocketsnug who sent #20-40
this is not at all intended to be some kind of definitive resource as ive literally read none of these yet save for the two i mention at the bottom and im compiling this for my personal use, im only publishing this bc an anon asked me to! feel free to reblog and also recommend me more but keep this disclaimer in mind
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Anon who asked about the mpost/the one who had sent the tadc x wolf reader request here... Here's my new and improved version of the request!! And not on anon so I get the notification for it being completed :3
Okay so, tadc characters of your choosing (if you need specific characters then Jax, Ragatha, Caine, and Gangle) x a wolf!reader who is really shy, tends to be self deprecating, is a people pleaser, and underestimates their skills. Preferably platonic but romantic is fine!!
Caine, Ragatha, Jax and Gangle x wolf!reader who is shy w/ low confidence !
writing this then imma go work on my silly art eheheheheh
unironically listening to hit my spot by ur pretty (do NOT listen to it without headphones if youre not alone it is literally gay sex song) on loop it has no reason to be so catchy gawd DAMN
admins yapping aside i hope you enjoy this !! written more leaning towards platonic !!
CAINE:
i think he would try to hype you up and make you more confident in yourself! i think he would be a little confused on why you arent too.. self assured, i mean he thinks youre cool and talented and skilled and-
he could go on for hours.. i think sometimes you might cave into him and what he wants due to you being a people pleaser and it might take caine a while to catch on to that and try to pay attention to those smaller things, especially if theres something making you uncomfortable... the good thing about being a wolf is that you have ears and a tail, which do a lot in conveying how youre feeling in the moment! usually he pays attention to those things if youre the type to not like.. vocalizing your discomfort. hypes you up to everyone who will listen, stops just short of picking you up and showing you off to everyone/hj
RAGATHA:
similar to caine she uses your ears and tail as a means to gauge your internal feelings about things. ragatha is a lot more low energy and calmer compared to some of the other characters on this list... has the least issues of reading you. pulls you away if youre getting uncomfortable in any situation, and oftentimes stands up for you if someone is trying to push you something you dont actually want to do... a lot of the times those people tend to be jax.. but we'll talk about that in his part. I like to think she would try to give you little pep talks when she notices you're a little down.. makes frequent compliments to you and the things you do (skills, hobbies, ect). her room is always open to you whenever you need an escape!
JAX:
really a lot of his "coercing" is just him teasing you and, in a somewhat mean way, trying to subtly push you to get a backbone and find your limit. he wont say it or really express it, but you guys are friends and he does want to see you be able to speak for yourself... its just how he goes about it can be a little... erlrkgkh.... you know? since HES the one trying to test your boundaries and get you to snap at him. i dont think he would go as far as make fun of your hobbies and interests to make you stand up for yourself.. thats just. a smidge to mean, since youre his friend. definitely calls you wolf/dog-based nicknames, most of them dont fall into the "im trying to make you stand up for yourself" thing and more so "haha i think its funny and genuinely lighthearted"
its a little odd but there are good intentions in there
GANGLE:
she gets it, she really does... you two probably talk to one another about your problems to one another... you both find comfort in it and in a way it makes you both feel better. seeing you uncomfortable or anxious kind of empowers gangle to come and help you out, regardless of which mask shes wearing. i like to think it would to the same for you if the roles were reversed... its kind of like how you stop being anxious momentarily when you see your friend struggling and being anxious themselves and you back them up or speak for them, you know? or maybe thats just a me thing... shrugs. probably gives you bows and ribbons to put on your tail to accessorize it
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