#no offence to the tigers but

[lowpolyanimals]

I fear for the fate of all these poor low poly friends in Tiger Simulator :(

Me too 😭😭😭 I literally added tags to the sheep post that said something like ‘a sheep in a game about tigers 👀😭’ but later deleted them to save others from realising the same thing 😭

#answered #no offence to the tigers but #I hope the little creatures can outwit them 😭

[diejager]

hii!! just so you understand, I have real brainrot because of your “Only Human” series! I love it madly tenderly and with all my heart😭😭 anyway, I saw that you have requests open, but feel free to ignore if this is not the case or I indicated something incorrectly. how about our favorite monsters and hybrids 141 with a new member of the team who is a witch??

also, sorry for my english, I use google translate☠️

Hey, no worries, I understood your request!

Spell Cw: witchy stuff, death, murder, drowning, blood and injury, fluff, magic, inaccurate understanding of magic, tell me if I missed any.

He always found it mesmerising, the soothing coldness of your spell working its magic on him, gleaming like water embracing his bleeding wound, the skin ripped apart at the middle and flesh throbbing painfully. It wasn’t anything new, pain wasn’t a stranger to him, rather a friend, a brother to him. Pain was a repetitive thing in his life, wound after wound bleeding him, and scar after scar painting his skin, he’d gotten so used to it that the stripes on his face were now an integral part of his identity, pushing the facade of a tiger if he didn’t have his ears and tail out.

But with you, everything had smoothed over to a soft thrum, like the warm waves cradling his shifted body, your magic, attuned to their aches through your bond and being, worked to cure everything to ensure that the pack he grew to love and care for stayed safe. Your being was like a body of water - the ocean - a beauty of nature when calm, but a terror when enraged, storms crashing against land and causing devastation in moments of fury. You were as dangerous as you could be caring and loving —just like the sea.

“Why didn’t you come see me first?” You sighed, tone laced with amused disappointment, brows tensed but your pretty lips quipped up, “I thought I put you in control of this Horangi…”

You worked your magic on König, fingers weaving invisible threads over his bleeding forearm, pulling the strings of puppet of flesh and bone, controlling the sinuous fibre of his skin to sew itself back. Horangi watched his friend’s wound steadily close up, injury shrinking with every pull of your finger until all that was left was the lingering scent of your cool magic and the metallic odour of blood.

“König is stubborn, ” Horangi chuckled, flashing you a sly smirk despite your exasperated expression, “Big too. I can’t move him.”

“And I can?” You scoffed, finishing off your skin weaving with a soft pet on his arm, letting König admire your work like a child with a new toy even though you’d gone through the same process over and over in the past, König had a habit of collecting scars as often as he toppled his enemies.

Your magic wasn’t only used in healing, you were an adaptive soul, your comfort found itself in water, and water meant life, and life meant whatever violent fury came along with quiet calmness. And in the right situation, where Laswell sent the Task Force on a boat or by the shore, you could level the oceans at your will in anger or protection. You gave men and women a watery grave on land, drowning them in their water-made coffins to stop them from reaching your wounded comrades, glaring off at anyone who tried approaching your cover .

You had Gaz, Price and him, tending to their deeper injuries and letting them use their first aid while you kept the enemy at bay, lower lip pulled between your teeth, gnawing on the skin until it bled. Separating your attention for both healing and defence/offence demanded a lot of concentration, especially when you were sewing up Price’s deep gash on his leg, listening to his hiss and groans of pain.

“Fucking-” Horangi busied himself with wrapping the bandage and gauze over Gaz’s wound, his eyes occasionally peeking at your clenched fist that pushed out your anger through the waters you controlled, “Bastards keep coming.”

You were a puppet queen and the sea your mannequin.

“Almost done, Hunter,” Gaz hissed out when Horangi pulled too tightly on his bandage, sending you a reassuring look to calm down your raised hackle, teeth bared and eyes burning the enemies alive as much as you were depriving them of air.

This was another show of your prowess, your fingers puppeteering water, commanding it and coaxing the water’s will to follow your call, heeding your every whim. It was a majestically show, as tragic as it was beautiful, much like the cleansing of the world when the oceans flooded Earth, leaving but Noah and his wife, and couple of animals to remake the land. You were remaking the land you fought on in an imagine, to make it safer and protect them —it would tire you out for the day, Horangi will ready to help you with anything wile you doze on and off.

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[skelliko]

I was wondering if u could do these headcannons? Baji and kazutora with a gf that has a more mellow personality, is soft-spoken (like reallllyyyyyy soft-spoken it's like she's almost whispering but when she needs to get stuff done she gets stuff DONE🗣️) and is almost never smiling, sort of like a resting face 24/7

Idk I think it's funny if u see a raging delinquent and next to him is his gf who looks and acts like she'd never hurt a fly

๑-context: soft spoken s/o

๑-featuring: kazutora, baji

°- Kazutora Hanemiya

• to other people he may seem hard to handle, a little too rough with sharp corners, and overall a handful. however that's far from the truth with you, you bring out the best of him due to your calm demeanor making him to be completely tame, kept in line and be the opposite of what others see in him. however not everyone knows of that side of him so comparing the two of you is an ongoing thing.

• he never knew he needed someone like you until now, and neither did anyone expect kazutora to get a girlfriend as cute and sweet as you are. it's like putting a tiger and a mouse next to each other. most were expecting a break up soon enough but that 'soon' hasn't happened nor do you both seem to show any signs which made people to surface up some false information

• you're always someone that he can go to for advice due to your sweet heart and overtime your positivity has grown onto him that he has tried to think the same way you do, but no matter how hard he tries there's always something else whispering in his ear that isn't you, leading to him needing your shoulder to lean on and give him those certain steps. sure he was quite hesitant on asking for help at the start but overtime he's overcame that and instead is now gotten into a habit of asking for help all the time.

• if it's not already obvious, you're a safe space for him. physically he gets tired easily when you two are relaxed together but that's not cause of him being bored but rather it's cause you give that warm comfort of security for him which makes him all eepy.

• when you're together he tends to keep his gang life separate with you, he tries to be more mannered and patient around you and doesn't do anything reckless even in public (even tho everyone manages to still get his temper up) the most he tends to do that gets you somewhat involved is when he's talking about his day that happens to includes his delinquency or if he gets an injury and you help patch him up, but other than that your out of the dangerous picture.

• he's noticed you not smile all that much and sure it sometimes makes him secretly question if you're getting bored of him which results him in being a little distant almost as if to protect himself from getting hurt by you, but that all quickly stops in the end when he remembers that even when you both first met you didn't seem to be full of smiles which then makes him to come back to you in an instant and lie about why be was absent, he didn't want to say the truth.

• but he tends to smile for you in your place. if you're sharing some good news then he'll smile on your behalf, when you're complimented by someone he also smiles and he even does a little look over at you, however after that look over at you he then looks at the person and his smile seems to be a little more intimidating than before, but we overlook that, it's the thought that counts.

• your voice is soooooothinnnng, soothing for him and whenever you're both cuddling he starts the most random, long winded conversation or asks you to talk about your recent fixation that way he gets to feel all at ease and his stressed out heart can finally have a feel of relaxation.

• when others found out about you and kazutora, they were a little intimidated to walk past you in case Kazu would take offence to that, and we know that bro can be ruthless over the smallest of things. they'll either ignore you and try their best to avoid you or try and be really nice to you but those don't last long.

°- Keisuke Baji

• with Baji I reckon it's a little different since with his close friends they know what Baji's like therefore they know he can be respectful and possibly be a good boyfriend for someone but it's mostly his other set of behaviours and decisions mixing with yours that get a little questions to surface up, such as how is it still compatible where We've got two complete different personalities?

• when people first saw you and him together they were all shocked, baffled even about how someone like you would want to go for someone like him, I mean are we talking about the Same Baji Keisuke here? the guy that punches random people just cause he's mad and set a car on fire once cause he was hungry? while you're over there next to him with the most sweetest demeanour that seems like you would feel bad about putting a stuffed animal back onto the shelf after you held it in your arms for a few seconds. but hey! opposites can attract.

• you tend to speak softly no matter who with, but Baji only ever has gentle eyes for you. it's obvious to compare how he looks at others with sharp and almost glaring eyes, but with you his eyes gain a certain light that makes them seem less intense. not to mention that Baji had no interest in dating in the first place but when you came around that clearly changed and thats tells everyone a lot about what kind of affect you have on him. you're pretty much like an angle that came down with light.

• he tends to sometimes tease you just to try and see if he can get you to smile, he's noticed how little you do and it's not exactly a bother to him but he still aims to see that smile of yours anyway. even if it means to raise your cheeks with his fingers if that's the only way you'd come close to smiling. though there were a few times when he saw you crack a small smile and Baji's heart stammered in excitement and shock from finally being able to see it.

• when you want stuff done, you certainly get it done. doesn't matter what it is, you don't even ask Baji for any help either and he ends up finding out in his own way. such as reorganizing your room, scooting your table on the other side or switching up your posters and lifting up some heavy stuff to move around, when Baji came over and saw the switch up along with hearing that you didn't get any help he was amazed. more than amazed actually, shows that you have a heck of a lot of determination and not one to be taken lightly.

• if you say something that he may have not heard he takes 2 or 3 seconds to process your words in his mind, that way he doesn't need to ask to repeat yourself but when he does ask you to repeat yourself he asks almost gently aware that you probably get asked to raise your voice a little on a daily basis

• when he does a delinquent act that he probably shouldn't have in front of you he tends to do a little toothy smirk knowing that you'd probably scold him for it afterwards, he can't help but find it amusing when you tell him off, but he also finds it adorable you speaking back to him.

• oh he's protective of you, not in an obsessive sort of way but just as an overall 'touch her and you die' sort of way, he's made sure that his gang members don't come near you so that there's no sort of potential danger for you. and if he finds out that someone has, then he makes sure that there was a good enough reason for that, and if not then a certain action would need to be taken place cause clearly they didn't understand the first time. but with Baji's close friends he's chill with them talking to you, just not too close.

• he's gentle with you as you are gentle with him but when it comes to departing hugs he always does a little tight squeeze at the end

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#tokyo revengers #kazutora hanemiya #baji keisuke #kazutora #kazutora x reader #baji x reader #baji #baji keisuke x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #tokyo revengers kazutora #tokyo revengers baji #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #kazutora headcanons #baji headcanons

[starlightshadowsworld]

Atsushi being the one to be sent to the Port Mafia.

And Chuuya and Dazai are just standing there acting like a divorced couple trading off for the weekend.

Dazai's just like "and remember to make sure he eats properly. Because he's, no offence Atsushi, terrible at taking care of himself. And if he has any problems with the tiger than-"

Chuuya rolls his eyes "yeah I know! I'll call you, I know. I've got him, I've got his snacks and all that packed away."

He gets it already, they've been doing this for an hour.

Dazai is actually this concerned and he's using this to also embarrass Atsushi and Chuuya knows this.

Atsushi is both extremely touched and extremely embarrassed.

#atsushi nakajima #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bsd atsushi #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #soukoku #bsd skk #bungou stray dogs #Bsd

[iliaclwrites]

would you consider writing something with cheerleader!reader after they all found out they were dating? like maybe he formally introduces her to hellfire and they literally put them both on blast like erica being like “so you’re done hiding in the closet now?” or just like interrogates them with a bunch of questions about their secret relationship 😭😂 just an idea!! :)

would i CONSIDER it?? my darling -- as always, requests are open lol

"Eddie, I don't know about this," you murmured, standing cautiously in front of the door to Hellfire. He smiled at you wanly, weighed down by your backpack that he gallantly started carrying ever since you broke your wrist at the basketball game the week before. "I mean. They're just freshmen, right? How bad could it be? It couldn't be bad. What's the worst that could happen?"

"Exactly," he agreed, but didn't look like he believed it. "Just freshmen. We were all freshmen. Once."

"Yeah," you said, nodding along. "And it's not that big a deal, it's just--"

"Surprise," Eddie said, "this is my girlfriend, she'll be sitting in on Hellfire because I'm driving her home because she decided to break her fall on her teeny-tiny wrists, which I'm sure isn't what they teach you at cheerleading, but she's dumb enough to date me so who knows."

You wrinkled your nose. "I panicked," you complained. "You try landing safely when you're being catapulted through the air."

"Princess, it's literally your job," he argued, and turned to look back at the door. "Well. Once more unto the breach, I guess."

You swallowed thickly. The last time you were here Eddie had rather viciously shoved you into a closet. This time, you were wearing normal school clothes for the first time in months, backbenched on the cheer team for your injuries. You played with the hem of your sundress with your good hand, and nodded for him to open the door.

"Be on your best behaviour," Eddie called into the dark as they headed into the room. "We've got a lady visitor."

The eyes of the Hellfire Club snapped toward you, and you threw your shoulders back under their gaze. "Uh. Hi."

Lucas waved at you. You waved back weakly.

"Clear a seat, come on, we've got the war wounded here," Eddie huffed, and Gareth quickly fished a chair out for you from under the table, which you sat down in quickly. "Now, everyone, this is--"

"Your girlfriend," finished the curly-haired boy. Justin? "Dude. We know."

"You announced it to the whole school," Nancy's brother added drily. "Kinda hard to miss."

You flushed, and waved with your good hand, introducing yourself.

"Yeah, we know who you are," Gareth snorted. "You've been on the cheer team for like, ten years." He waved his hands in the air. "Go Tigers!"

You smiled at him nervously. "Yup. Uh. That's me, I guess."

The curly haired boy lunged across the table, holding out a hand. "Dustin. That's Mike, Gareth, Jeff, and you already know Lucas. Good to finally meet 'Laundry'."

You furrowed your brows as Eddie groaned.

"How'd you two even meet?" asked Jeff, shuffling his papers as he looked up at you. "No offence. You just don't really seem the type to, you know."

"Date Edward Munson?" you asked drolly, raising your eyebrows. "It's a fair question."

They all turned to you expectantly, Eddie biting back a smile as he pulled out his boxes of dice to prep for the session. You swallowed, put on the spot suddenly, and shrugged a shoulder.

"English class," you said, pressing your lips together. "You know when Mr Tracey makes you read things out loud?" They nodded at you, Mike wrinkling his nose at the memory. "Well, uh. He was the Romeo."

"And you were Juliet?" Dustin laughed. "That's so sickening."

You flushed. "No, uh. I was um. Mercutio."

"I don't think the class really expected the gay sexual tension," Eddie agreed, "when she was dying in my arms."

You glared at him. "You were the one insisting on acting it out!"

"You were the one who started it! You brought props! You stood on the table during Queen Mab!"

"It's a good speech!"

"Are you guys still not playing?" demanded a voice from the doorway, a little girl striding in. She stopped, doing a quick headcount of the room, and grinned ferally. "Ah. Finally graduated from hiding in the closet, huh?"

You groaned, and the rest of the group swung started to shout over each other. Eddie threw a wink at you from across the table. It was going to be a long night.

"I'm Erica," she said, sticking out a hand. "Good to have another girl. Let's kick some boy ass."

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female character #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x cheerleader #eddie munson fic

[micheya]

Tighnari x reader | Are you kidding me?

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A/n: I highly underestimated how long it would take for things in life to get the heck out of the way, in order for me to write. I'm sorry for the (very) late post. (edit: this was meant for a fluffvember...alas)

Abrupt ending, otherwise I'd never post this and originally written with platonic intentions in mind

warnings: might be out of place paragraphs somewhere, if not then epic 👍

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Tighnari log | How he cares for you

Tighnari loves to spend time with you passively or actively. The presence of you in the same vicinity as him while he goes through his studies is enough to keep the mean in him down when stressed.

Somehow Tighnari sometimes gets all the sassier while simultaneously making a quick switch to a soft smile clearly indicating favour for you.

You'll trip and stumble and he'll almost always have something to say, ranging from "Be careful", "Ok, you lummox?", to "How you've made it this far without dying a good three times beforehand, is beyond me."

With comments like these, there's always an underlying tint to his tone of voice, one that very clearly distinguishes malicious intent to one of teasing and playful banter.

Such a voice when insulting you could never really be an insult, and it could never truly be completely disguised as one when he'd give himself away sometimes with that knowing yet prideful smile. He's got you with no refute again, and even with a response prepared, your declarations and sound effects of 'offence' are enough to keep him entertained and well rejuvenated for the next few hours of patrol and documentation (though he does love his job)

___

Tighnari doesn't necessarily dote on you more than the others, neither does he nag any less or more when annoyed to his lover. He just naturally treats you in accordance to how he feels, says what he thinks should be said and does what he thinks is suitable within a situation.

Like there's no way he's going to leave you without a word if you'd decided to haphazardly jump on an activated mushroom pad and smack your head against a tree.

Neither will he let you hear the end of it if you sprain, or heavens forbid break something on the way down because of gravity.

"For goodness' sake, what on earth is wrong with you?" He'd start, or more accurately continue from whatever thoughts he had when he sees you well enough to receive a scolding, "What in Teyvat possessed you to do something so callous, huh?" with a gauze on your forehead and a bandage currently being wrapped around your leg by him, you were forced to listen to his entourage of piercing comments.

He'd stand up with a huff to get an ice pack, momentarily quiet before he'd crop up with a "And another thing!" before forcefully placing the ice pack on whichever wound had swelled up first.

"ah, ah, ah, cold!" you hissed out.

"Good."

You sucked in a breath through your teeth, wincing more at his tone than anything else at this point. From what you could see in your peripheral vision - from glancing at the floor to avoid eye-contact - his gaze was focused on your ankle now, carrying a sort of solemn expression (his ears only ever so slightly tilting down a few degrees lower - but you chalked it up to gravity playing it's part).

"You need to be more careful."

"I didn't mean to cause a hassle."

The both of you spoke simultaneously before Tighnari took it upon himself to speak first, "You're an adventurer at heart, I get it. And in this job anyway, you're bound to swing on some vines, find a rishboland tiger that looks particularly docile-"

"Test out some mushrooms you have no clue as to what the side effects are?"

"Yes," he rolls his eyes, "'and test out some mushrooms you have no clue as to what the side effects are.' Really, you somehow still have it in you to try and sass me?"

you guffaw a single breathless 'ha!'. Wasn't this the same man you would sometimes find unconscious on his lonesome in the middle of nowhere with dangers lurking all around, purely because he'd sometimes find it to be a hassle to go back to Ghandarva ville to have someone supervise him? In your mind you may be exaggerating the dangers a bit - he knew to be aware of his surroundings - but he was just as bad! (Actually hardly as bad, but you could be dramatic).

"You expect me to follow you around and not pick up some of your attitude?"

"Well in my defence, you're the one who stuck to me like a Kalpalata Lotus to a cliff side"

"You're! the one who said that I should follow you around as to not bother the other forest rangers."

"That's because you wouldn't sit still when you were still a patient here."

"Well in my defence" he rolled his eyes in the reuse of the phrase, "I was feeling much better. Like right now." before you could even press your hands onto the mattress to stand yourself up, "Oi! oi, oi, oi! hey, hey, stop!" your eyebrows shifted in horror.

"You're feeling much better...huh." he didn't even spare you a glance, getting up to put the icepack away.

"I get it geez." How could he push against your ankle like that? He could be so cruel.

"All I'm saying is think before you leap - which in this case applies quite literally." From the desk across the room, he turned with a hand on his hip to look at you, "There are many things within the forest that appear enticing even to me and they all carry their own set of risks. It's your job, my job, our job as forest rangers to assess and stop that risk from turning into an actual hazard. Ok?"

"Ok."

Making his way to a cupboard he picks out a crutch before waltzing back to you, "Jump on as many mushrooms as you want, as long as you're careful." with an emphasis on careful he paused, sitting beside you.

"I hope this time around you actually use the crutch instead of hopping around thinking it's faster."

#tighnari x reader #tighnari fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

[daddymilker691]

Well my dear and loyal readers of your fave and London’s most notorious newspaper what with things in the world being so grim at the moment me and my very beautiful Co editor Dawn Green aim to bring a smile to your face dear reader’s Dawn is rather charming and helps our wonderful page five stars relax without the use of hypnosis or narcotics I hasten to add I give you the wonderful Dawn Green a page five star and a Co editor of the Daily Milker quite an achievement here in our dusty old Holborn offices Dawn has made it so welcoming for the stars they are coming in droves ( what a naughty image that conjures up slapped wrist for that one ) but don’t you worry dear readers we will of course share the beauties of Jodie Hot Sauce Janablack who’s especially flown in late last night and kept me very busy indeed and the rather wonderful Sandra Clapham a local star and more lovely person you would be hard to meet also the very lovely I Pra so darlings without more ado and with thanks to my lovely Liverpudlian Co editor Dawn Green ( I love people from Liverpool they never take offence they might take the garden gate though or your wallet I hear your groans although not as loud as I heard Janas ) I give you the wonderful and beautiful Janablack in a stunning black dress Jana always so willing to give is just perfect . Next for your eyes yes you guessed it didn’t you the one and only Jodie Hot Sauce in a saucy little purple number look at that lovely smile Jodie is most certainly not a shy one and makes for a very saucy school gurl too another very big star and believe me dear readers I mean that in every sense , next the fabulous , Sandra Clapham who’s very local hopped of the 98 bus and into our studio poor Sandra was shivering and Dawn made a nice warm coffee whilst I warmed Sandra up in my own very special way what Sandra doesn’t know about stockings really isn’t worth knowing as you can see from this lovely pic we took by now time was getting on and we wondered if I Pra was running late but sure enough I Pra walked in looking every inch the glamour star in a tiger dress what talons I Pra has its lucky I have any hair left as I was milking this very sexy page five star I couldn’t help but agree with the collar that said sexy lastly but never least the wonder that is Dawn Green I love you all xxxx

[miracles-and-butterflies]

I need more of the Steven Universe AU purely to see what everyone's fusions would be like. The triplet's fusion would be so freaking awesome, any of the sibling trio fusions would be a terrifying powerhouse, I want the sibling fusions, I need to know what the fusion of Luisa and Mirabel would be like, the fusion of Mirabel and Antonio would be so adorable, and I want to find out which Isabela fusion would be the most chaotic/destructive/unhinged, heck, give us the fusions of Alma with each of her kids and grandkids, it would be a great opportunity for visual representation of how her pressure and expectations negatively impact each of them. I bet it would take people a solid minute to realize Julieta and Mirabel had fused, Mirabel is so much her mama's clone you don't notice the difference unless you're paying close attention or know them really well. Please, PLEASE give us more, I even have ideas for the rest of the Madrigals gem types. Pedro would be another Diamond, if Alma's a Diamond then it would make the most sense if Pedro was one too, he's likely been shattered. Pyrope definitely fits Dolores and Camilo is absolutely an Orange Spinel, Antonio should be Tiger's Eye. I think Lapis Lazuli is best suited for Isabela, beautiful and upper class yet extremely powerful, and Mirabel could be a defective Bismuth that doesn't have the muscle of a normal Bismuth and can't build to save her life, expressing the natural creativity of her gem type through unconventional means and making up for her lack of brawn with brain

I’m so glad you’re enjoying this AU!

Firstly, I should say that not everyone fuses. I have to vaguely follow SU’s plot, but…

The triplets (or, well, mainly Pepa and Bruno) did secretly fuse when they were first made. They frequently caused chaos and got intro trouble, partially why it then became so taboo. It was already viewed as bad, but knowing what damage could be caused to the perfect empire… it became a lot more of a serious offence.

Some of the siblings/cousins haven’t fused together, so I’d need to know who you wanted to know about specifically.

And none of the parents have fused with the children.

Luisa and Mirabel are oddly enough quite like Sardonyx as a fusion. Luisa shares a lot of traits with both Garnet and Pearl, and then combined with Mirabel, I’d be lying if they weren’t oddly close to Sardonyx. In saying that, they could also be Garnet herself - a lot of Luisa and Mirabel’s interactions are akin to Ruby and Sapphire respectively. However, they are also very anxious together, so take that as you will for their fusion.

About the Madrigals’ gems, here is the updated list:

Antonio - Tiger’s Eye (I absolutely love this idea! It fits so well)

Isabela - no idea

Dolores - Rutile

Luisa - Amethyst

Camilo - Yellow Spinel

Mirabel - Sapphire

Julieta - Blue Diamond

Pepa - Orange Diamond

Bruno - Green Diamond

Alma - Pink Diamond

Pedro - Botswana Agate

I’ll happily give information for whatever people ask for!

#encanto #ask me anything #encanto steven universe au #isabela madrigal #mirabel madrigal #luisa madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #bruno madrigal #pedro madrigal #alma madrigal

[sherifftillman]

could i ask for tradition with steve and a female reader please?

Pairing: Steve Harrington x f!Reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: Sorry it's a little bit late but it's still the 7th in a timezone somewhere so shhh this totally counts

“Ohhh, baby,” Steve groans as you step into his bedroom in the dress you’d bought for the big event. He cocks his head to the side and bites his lip, shaking his head gently. “You are going to be nothing but torture tonight.” He holds his hand out to you and you take it, holding it up and twirling underneath it, slowly enough for him to admire you fully.

“Says you,” you smile as you smooth down the lapels of his suit jacket before grabbing them, instantly ruining your work. “Makes this whole thing worthwhile.”

He chuckles under his breath, looking away and shaking his head before looking back at you. “God, I don’t know how many more of these goddamn parties I’d have survived without you,” he mutters, pressing his forehead against yours as his hands stroke up and down your arms.

“Good job you’ll never have to again,” you grin back, leaning up to kiss him. He wraps his arms around you, one palm splayed out between your shoulder blades and the other on the small of your back. You hum against his lips, pulling back to tease, “Easy, tiger!”

“I warned you,” he grins back as he leans back in for another kiss, which you allow until you can hear the name Steven! being shouted from the floor below. A joint sigh from the two of you. “Ready to be my arm candy for the night?”

You raise your eyebrows at him, “Is that all I am to you?”

“Oh, hang on,” Steve steps away to mime holding a fishing rod, reeling it back in and acting as though he caught a huge fish before holding his hands out to you. “Here. For you,” he smiles sarcastically.

You gasp in mock offence. “You’re a mean one, Mister Harrington!”

He holds your face in his hands, stroking your cheeks with both of his thumbs. “And you’re the most beautiful woman to grace these godawful halls.” With another peck to your lips, his hands reach down to find yours to lead you out of his room and down the stairs. He addresses his parents, “You know, if you want to at least make this whole Happy Family thing believable, you could at least call me Steve like everyone else does.”

His father scoffs, “There’s no respect in nicknames, Steven.”

“Well then, good luck getting my attention. Because I don’t respond to Steven,” he says through gritted teeth as he pushes past them.

“You know, I really hoped you’d have gotten through to him by now, dear,” his mother says to you, her tone more meek than her husband’s yet still just as biting.

Steve marches back to glare at her icily. “You don’t talk to her that way, either.” And with that, he takes your hand and guides you into the kitchen to pour you both a drink. “God, I’m so sorry about them.”

You shrug, “I’m used to them by now. It’s all part of the package, and I far prefer the benefits to that,” you rest your head on his arm as he holds out your drink. “I could have handled them, though.”

“I know,” he coos, “but they’d have only ignored you, and I couldn’t let that happen.”

“How did you get raised by them again?” you ask.

“I didn’t. All this is a result of a nanny called Martha, a maid called Beverly, and a sprinkling of Oscar the gardener,” he chuckles. “But tonight, I am… Full Harrington.” He raises his own glass up high with a sarcastic expression and clinks it with yours.

~~~

“Well, well, and who is this pretty little thing here?” A voice croons from around your shoulder. You get your grimace out of the way while he’s out of your field of vision before turning it into a softer, faker smile. Of course he’s old enough to be your grandfather. Of course his hair is grey and thinning, and he’s covered in liver spots and wrinkles, and his creepy smile is full of dentures. “I don’t think I’ve seen you before, who do I have to berate from keeping their sweet daughter away from me?”

With a nervous chuckle, you explain, “Oh, no, my parents aren’t here, I’m actually Steve’s girlfriend.”

“The Harrington boy?” The old man barks out a loud laugh. “Oh, well, what a chip off of the old block he is. Let me guess, you’re one of three he’s got here tonight?”

Your smile starts baring far more teeth than necessary. “Not as far as I know!”

Another laugh, still far too loud. “Ah, what a dog he is. Still, leaving you out all on your own here, that’s not very nice of him, now, is it?” The old man frowns. “Perhaps I ought to, ah, keep you company in the meantime?”

Thankfully, your knight in black-tie armor arrives. “Mr Armstrong! Good to see ya, as always,” Steve’s forced drawl is being pushed through gritted teeth barely faked into a smile. “How’s things at the plant, how’s Melanie doing?”

“This guy!” Mr Armstrong cackles. “Trying to get in good with the ol’ ball and chain by asking about mine, eh? Well, I can kill two birds with one stone there, they’re both a nagging pain in my ass!” You and Steve share resigned glances as he doubles over with laughter.

This sort of thing carries on for the rest of the night. Just absolutely exhaustive conversations with the worst kind of people. Mrs Forbes doesn’t think you and Steve will last if you’re still referring to his parents as Mr and Mrs Harrington, but she doesn’t have any retaliation when you make up something about doing it out of respect. No less than five men make vastly inappropriate comments to you. No less than eight women make it incredibly obvious that they don’t want you here. You try your best to make it clear to them that you don’t, either. 

Steve gets more and more agitated as the night goes on. At first, taking him into a quiet room to cool down is a distraction; it’s fun, it’s flirty, it’s telling him to save this energy for the bedroom, it’s letting him get a little handsy with you before cutting him off and leaving him wanting more. But the more people you’re forced to interact with, the more testy he gets. He’s not just riled up, he’s angry. He wants to defend you, despite you squeezing his hand and silently telling him with your eyes that it’ll all be over soon. He wants to spit in the face of everyone who tells him he’s just like his dad. He wants to tear this goddamned penguin suit off and sit in his room with you and never leave the safety of his bed again.

By the time the last few guests have left, Steve runs up the stairs wordlessly. You follow suit, not wanting to hear whatever degrading debrief the Harringtons have for yours and Steve’s ‘performance’. When you get to Steve’s room, you see him sprawled on the mattress, one wrist still in a buttoned shirt sleeve, his pants undone and halfway down his thighs, as he’s crashed out asleep. With a gentle smile, you gently and lovingly strip him down to his underwear, before washing the make-up off of your face, getting changed into an old Hawkins HIgh gym set of his and climbing into bed with him. Even in his deep slumber, he still wraps his arms around you the moment your bodies touch. You move his hair away from his forehead to kiss it before sleeping next to him.

“Hmm, good morning, beautiful,” the gravelly, sleepy tone of your boyfriend fills your ears as you stir. Blindly tilting your head up, Steve meets you by leaning down to kiss you sweetly. You pull him down, silently guiding him to straddle you, but he laughs against your lips. “Easy, tiger,” he mutters, an obvious quip from you telling him the same thing the night before. “Gotta clean up today. Mom and Dad always order way too much food, all the non-alcoholic drinks don’t get touched, so they want it all thrown out. May as well get it over with.”

You frown, “Didn’t you have staff on all night? Oh god, I’m one of them,” you look away from Steve, horrified, but he brings your gaze back to him with a finger push to the jaw and a chuckle.

“You could never.” He presses a single peck to your lips. “But why pay someone to do it when your spawn could do it for free?” He pulls a face. 

You pause to think for a moment, and then tap his bicep. “Why don’t you leave all of that for now? Just go get showered, I wanna see something.”

He grins slowly, “What do you have planned?”

“Just you wait,” you mirror him.

~~~

The sound of a singular trumpet blare echoes through the Harrington household. Robin lowers her instrument and nods to Eddie, the both of them wearing matching tuxedos, as Eddie then bellows, “Introducing the latest arrivals, Master Sinclair and Miss Mayfield!”

In come Steve’s friends Lucas and Max, Lucas wearing a suit that’s a horrific shade of yellow, and Max wearing a dress in a similar shade but that’s obviously a size or two too large. Still, they play their part by sticking their noses high in the air as they prance in. “Oh, hello, Master Harrington and your, ah, little friend,” Lucas sneers in an over-the-top posh voice.

“Apologies for us being so late, there were some dastardly little peasants on the road, I insisted Lucas here simply run the little roaches over, but somebody decided he just had to stop for them,” Max plays her part beautifully. You have to duck behind Steve’s back so as not to make them break character with your laughter.

Mike is the last to arrive, wearing a godawful green number that’s about four sizes too small for him, and you begin the first of what becomes the annual day-after tradition - you and Steve, once again dressed to the nines like you were the night before, along with your other friends. All hosting his younger friends who dress up in the worst ways they can possibly think of while acting as exaggerated versions of last night’s guests, each kid trying to outlast the other while making their friends try and break character. It becomes a real evening of merriment, laughter, karaoke, dancing and eating day-old leftovers. The Harrington Holiday Ball has nothing on its afterparty.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic #steve stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader #steve harrington fluff #steve stranger things #ficmas #*myfics

[stephensmithuk]

The Sign of Four: In Quest of a Solution

You could find the back issues of most papers just by visiting a local library. Today, the British Newspaper Archive will, for a monthly subscription, allow you to look at a whole slew of vintage papers, including The Illustrated Police News for all your Victorian "true crime" reportage.

As mentioned before, a four-wheeler was a four-wheeled carriage with a driving seat on the top front and a luggage rack on the top; they costed more than the hansoms.

Doyle isn't very good with coming up with convincing Indian names, is he? Singh is the name used by a baptised male Sikh (Kaur is the female equivalent) i.e. a turban-wearing, dagger carrying one. Mahomet is a version of Mohammed.

The gas lights of London weren't hugely bright compared with modern street lights; you'd be able to find your way, but there's probably a decent chance you'd step in horse exhaust if you weren't careful.

The Lyceum Theatre, located on Wellington Street, dates back to 1765, but the current building is from 1834, rebuilt after a fire. It contains a balcony over the dress circle, a unique theatre.

GhostApple on Tumblr pointed out that Bram Stoker was the manager at that theatre at the time SIGN was released. The theatre at the time was run by Henry Irving and Ellen Terry, two of the biggest stars of their days, becoming Sir Henry and Dame Ellen later in life. Stoker based Dracula on Irving, but sadly Irving never actually played the Count on stage.

After a further rebuild, time as a ballroom, a demoliton threat and two closures, the Lyceum reopened in 1996 and is a Grade II* listed building, the second highest grade. Since 1999, it is the London home of The Lion King.

The normal garb of a coachman would be a top hat and a heavy double-breasted overcoat; they would be driving their vehicle in a vast array of weather conditions, sometimes on the same day as anyone who has lived in Britain can tell you.

The coach is going rather fast at this point, possibly dangerously so. The Offences against the Person Act 1861 created an offence of "causing bodily harm by wanton or furious driving"; which could mean that if a horse-drawn vehicle hit another vehicle or a person, the driver could get up to two years in prison. The offence remains on the books, being used against horse-drawn carriage drivers (still a thing, particularly in the Traveller community), motorists when not on a road or public land and cyclists, as the Road Traffic Act 1988 is not available in these cases - it is a Crown Court-only offence. In 2017, a cyclist riding at speed in East London with no front brakes hit and killed a woman; the jury found him not guilty of manslaughter, but convicted him of this offence, with the result he got a 18-month sentence.

Tiger attacks were very common in British India; tigers are known to attack humans when feeling threatened (human encroachment on their territory is a big problem)), injuries prevent them from going after other prey or they mistake a human for something else, or if one is riding a bike, their chase instinct may kick in. 33,247 people were killed by tigers between 1876 and 1912. In 2022, the Indian government recorded 112 tiger-caused deaths, up from 59 in 2021. Some tigers have ended up killing over 100 people before being shot dead.

For those having a go at Watson for shooting at a tiger cub, we don't know how old or how big the tiger cub was. A newborn tiger maybe less than 10 pounds and look adorable, but a ten month male could easily be over 100 pounds and looks rather like a full-grown adult. Especially in the dark.

This said, humans are a good deal worse than tigers. The British cleared vast amounts of their habitat for the timber to build their railways. Hunting tigers for "sport" had been a common practice for the Indian nobility and the British ruling classes liked doing it just as much, bringing modern firearms along. Remember Dr. Sterndale from DEVI? There's a chance Watson might have gone hunting himself, sadly.

The tiger hunting got worse post-independence as improved air travel made it easier for game hunters to get to India. The Indian government banned tiger hunting in 1972 and the Bengal tiger population is slowly recovering. The size of reserves have not kept up with the population and so some tigers have gone into human areas for food, usually livestock but sometimes humans. If a tiger starts killing people and attempts to tranquilise it fail, then lethal force will be authorised. In 2022, T-104, a three-year-old dubbed the "man-eater of Champaran", killed nine people before he was shot dead by the police, who conducted their search riding elephants.

The "Surrey side" refers to the southern bank of the river, the other being the "Middlesex side" referring to the now defunct county. Those terms remain in use for the Boat Races; with the Middlesex side being on the right as the crews row upstream. The two "stations" have various advantages and disadvantages; Middlesex helps at the start end, Surrey in the middle.

Vauxhall Bridge was in rather a bad shape by this point and would be replaced in 1906, five years late due to various construction and design issues. The modern bridge is notable for having the very distinctive headquarters of the Secret Intelligence Service next to its southern end.

"Hindoo" was a contemporary spelling of Hindu, today considered derogatory.

"Sahib" is the Indian equivalent of "sir" or "master"; "Mem-Sahib" is the female version. The Indians used it when speaking to white people (or about them, possibly sarcastically) and the British officers would use it with their Indian counterparts. It is less common now, but still widely used in the Indian Army and about people in positions of power.

"Khitmutgar" was a term for a male butler or underservant who would set the table for dinner etc.; during the Bengal Presidency, these would typically as opposed to Hindus.

#letters from watson #sherlock holmes #history #factoids #acd canon #the sign of four #sign #tigers

[1-tiger-every-day]

13.11.2022

I always thought it was a bit sad that Tigger was the only one. (Probably because I watched the Tigger movie at a formative age and it scarred me hahaha)

So I decided to draw Book and Movie tiger hanging out. No offence to Disney but I think that the original book illustration is wayy more scrungly

#Daily tiger #tigger #Winnie the Pooh #sketch #digital art #iPad art #Procreate app #Disney #the tigger movie #tiger art #cute tiger

[colossal-niamh]

@reneethejackdaw

Alright I promised it so here’s my top 20 matches

Now a quick heads up, this isn’t just going to be a retread of my 5-star list. That’s more of a list of what I think is the best matches in the world, while this is more matches that I in particular like and/or hold sentiment for me. Though there will inevitably be overlap

Honorable mentions:

Hangman Adam Page vs Bryan Danielson 12/15- This match is basically number 21. this is the best AEW world title match and I love it sooo much but it just barely gets eeked out by the other 20

Asuka vs Ember Moon Takeover Brooklyn 3- one of the best NXT women’s matches and just barely didn’t make the cut. If they were to do this with modern Athena this would soar in my personal rankings Bull Nakano vs Aja Kong 11/4- an excellent finale to Aja's long title chase and her crowning as the new top boss of AJW

Kaientai DX vs Gran Hamada, Gran Naniwa, Masato Yakushiji, Super Delfin, and Tiger Mask 4- great and extremely fun multiman tag and a perfect primer for Michinoku Pro's style

Daniel Bryan vs Randy Orton 6/24- One of Randy's best matches and probably the best PG era no DQ match. THE LIST: 20. Bryan Danielson vs Kenny Omega, 4/12/09- a cartoonish and lighthearted match before each man went on to dominate the world. This is probably the most farcical match on this list but for good reason. it's an excellent display of both men's comedy chops, crowd work and eventually a sprint of both men's in ring capabilities. I delightful foot note

19. Cody vs Dustin Rhodes, 5/25/19- The Match that made me go "oh yeah, AEW's gonna work." Bar none Dustin's best match as he and his brother honor their late father's legacy by drenching themselves in blood. I know Dustin getting busted open was an accident but it added so much to the sprit of the match.

18. WALTER vs Ilja Dragunov, 8/22/21- This is the best NXT match of all time. A passionate and brutal rematch of their 2020 encounter. Dragunov shows he truly does have that dog in him as with a chest made of hamburger meat and a gash on his forehead, physically clobbers WALTER into submission

17. Steve Corino vs Yoshihiro Tajiri, 5/14- This is probably my most self indulgent pick on this list as I feel a lot of people could be turned off by Corino's racist pre match promo. I justify my liking of this match by going "DID YOU SEE HOW HARD TAJIRI KICKED THAT RACIST FUCK'S HEAD?!" Tajiri gives Corino one of the most satisfying beat downs I've ever seen and it rocks so hard.

16. Tsuruta Gun vs SGA 4/20- best 6-man tag in wrestling history, every participant plays their part perfectly. Tsuruta Gun's monumental hater energy is prevalent in all 3 members, Jumbo's ongoing grouchy ace energy, Taue fighting to prove he belongs with the vets, and Fuchi's the evil old man viciously harassing his younger opponents. Meanwhile Misawa, Kawada and Kobashi are in a constant state of white hot babyface sprit that does not let up the entire match.

15. Rey Misterio vs Eddie Guerrero 10/27- The perfect encapsulation of WCW's cruiserweight division. Eddie clawing and slamming Rey with the viciousness only a rudo like himself can show off. Meanwhile Rey shows of just why he's one of the best underdog babyfaces as he uses everything in his book to counteract Eddie's harsh offence. Special shoutout to Rey's The Sprit gear here as it works with the theming of the PPV and as a visual metaphor for a Luchador's mask being a part of themselves.

14. E&C vs The Hardy Boys vs The Dudley Boys 4/1- WWE's best stipulation match with 3 of their best tag teams ever. TLC 2 is the wrestling equivalent to watching the police car pile up from the end of Blues Brothers. An insane series of mesmerizing car crashes in rapid precession.

13. Akira Taue vs Toshiaki Kawada 4/1- These 2 start their own independent blood feud while inside the bigger blood feud that is Tsuruta Gun vs Super Generation Army. Taue and Kawada go at each other like 2 beta fish in the same tank, fast and violently. Taue in particular does the rare but awesome All Japan blade job. a dark horse in the 4 Pillars cannon

12. Eddie Kingston vs Jun Akiyama 11/19- The proper match itself is a good time and one of Eddie's sleeper hits, but the post match is special to me. Eddie showing respect to one of his all time heroes and that hero showing an equal amount of respect back is the only time a wrestling match made me cry. The exact moment I realized who my favorite wrestler is, hail to the Mad King.

11. KENTA vs Ricky Marvin 10/15- This match is one of the best sprints I've ever seen. The moment Marvin launches himself at KENTA begins 2 minuets of the 2 men throwing the sickest strikes and nastiest bombs I've ever seen. Gets everyone I've shown it to jumping out of their seats

10. CM Punk vs John Cena 7/17- Punk snatches victory from the jaw of a corporation. Punk truly attains his 2nd City Saint nickname and the title of generational talent. Cena's no slouch here either as he does his patented one night stoic heel routine like it's 2006 all over again.

9. Jon Moxley vs Wheeler YUTA 4/6- This is my most biased pick as I was there live in the arena for this, but also it's the best match I've ever seen live, so it evens out. This is the match that convinced me Yuta is a guy to look out for. Jon Moxley initiates Wheeler Yuta into the BCC through blood and carnage. I was physically leaping out of my seat as Yoots bit and clawed his way to meet Mox on his level. While he failed to beat Mox, Wheeler's sheer tenacity proved he deserves to stand shoulder to shoulder with some of the best wrestlers in the world.

8. Kenta Kobashi vs Kensuke Sasaki 7/18- I lovingly described this match to a friend as "if 2 fridges worked out and hated your chest." Kobashi vs Sasaki is one of the most Dudes Rock matches ever in a medium designed for shit that makes you go Dudes Rock. watch that chop off in the middle of this match and not get hype I dare you.

7. Daniel Bryan vs John Cena 8/18- This is John Cena's best match in his best genre, all timer wrestler sets their legend in stone by surpassing Big Match John. Bryan that this point was, you know, an exceptional technician with a storied career outside of The Fed. But this particular bout cemented him as a star so bright Even the WWE couldn't look the other way as oceans of people rallied behind that little harry hippie.

6. Mitsuharu Misawa vs Toshiaki Kawada, 6/3- This match is mythical. A short hand for greatest of all time for those in the know. In the early years of their decade spanning war, Toshiaki Kawada throws everything in his arsenal at Misawa. In the face of this offence, the Ace manages to have an all timer comeback. I first watched this while on a plane ride and by the time the match was over I didn't ever realize the plane had landed, I was so enthralled I lost track of time.

5. Mitsuharu Misawa vs Toshiaki Kawada, 6/6- Buuuut this is my favorite match between the 2. Years later into the feud, Misawa and Kawada have fought so many time and have elevated into a barrage of heavy bombs, stiff strikes and tight grapples. Kawada is an absolute freak at this point, desperate for his first win and eating everything the Ace has in store. Despite all his efforts, the heartbreak sets in as Misawa once again vanquishes Dangerous K. The ending is the same as always but hits hard, Kawada was so close, but victory slips away yet again.

4. The Briscoes vs FTR 12/10- I find it fitting the late great Jay Briscoe's last great match, the last Great Briscoes match, sits atop the heap as the best tag team match. Blood and metal fly. Jay's bleed, Mark's bleeding, Dax and Cash are bleeding. hell even the ref gets in on the blood. A grand farewell to the best team, dead or alive.

3. Terry Funk vs Atsushi Onita, 5/5- This match is a beautiful as it is violent and boy, is it violent. Onita and Funk slug each other as their bodies are pelted with explosions as the hit real barbwire. The battle makes these great transitions as it goes from all out hatred to desperation as the clock winds down, then finally one of the grandest acts of kindness I've ever seen in a match. Onita, realizing Funk will get caught in the explosion, show his foe some humanity and shields his near lifeless body from the final bomb. The best ending to any match I've ever seen

2. Shinobu Kandori vs Akira Hokuto, 4/2- This. Is. War. Hokuto and Kandori go at each other from minute one with unparalleled animosity. They're snappy, they're agile, they are vicious. Kandori's murderous submission holds, Hokuto's brilliant dives and bombs, THAT TOMBSTONE ON THE TABLE. Undoubtedly the greatest women's match ever, no chance of it being topped.

Kenta Kobashi vs Samoa Joe 10/1- The perfect dream match. 2 of the best to ever do it, at the hottest time for the promotion, at the zenith of both men's careers. Kobashi is fresh off his legendary reign of fire with the GHC heavyweight title. Joe's in that mythical period of his career where he's the best wrestler who ever lived. It is 2 unparalleled greats colliding likes stars, and the explosion is spectacular

#wrestling #aew #wwe #ring of honor #roh #ajw wrestling #fmw #ajpw #pro wrestling NOAH #WCW #NXT #Pwg

[starlightshadowsworld]

Bsd but Atsushi is a lot more aware, a lot more wary. And all the Agency want is to give him a home.

"Welcome to the Armed Detective Agency."

Atsushi shakes his head "No thanks." He's tired, too tired to deal with this right now. "I'm afraid I don't follow" says Fukuzawa, frowning and he wasn't the only one.

Dazai looks confused and Kunikida concerned.

"Listen, you guys seem nice and I'll pay you back for the meal" at that Atsushi briefly looks at Kunikida before looking back at Fukuzawa.

"But you don't want me." He says it so definitely, like no one could ever argue otherwise. "And why, would we not? You passed our exam" Says Fukuzawa and Atsushi shakes his head again.

He's slouching and keeping his head low, all in an effort to make himself smaller.

"You want the tiger, and no offence but that's stupid." Says Atsushi bluntly.

"The tiger is not your friend, not your ally. It's a wild and uncontrolled beast. You seem like a kind man who's surrounded himself by good people. You don't want this, it'll only spell despair got you all."

Fukuzawa is suprised to hear such, hatred in Atsushi's voice. Dazai knew Atsushi had a poor self image, but even this level of vitriol takes him by suprise.

As does the empty look in his eyes. When he'd met Atsushi he saw a bright light, one that's nowhere to be found.

"My ability can help others to keep control over theirs, and you've already seen Dazai's at work. Your ability will not cause us or yourself harm." Atsushi seems confused at that last part, and that breaks Fukuzawa's heart.

Why does a child look so confused at the idea of his own wellbeing being taken into account?

"I left one cage and I won't let you put me in another.." Says Atsushi, a growl in his voice. But it only betrays his fear. "The tiger doesn't like to be contained, and neither do I."

Atsushi shakes his head "and I didn't even know this was for an entrance exam." Dazai doesn't really want to pull the other card, it is underhanded but Atsushi needs to understand he's in danger.

"Atsushi, a bounty has been put on your head. The Port Mafia and other criminal organisations will be after you. The Agency can keep you safe from harm."

To Dazai's suprise Atsushi just shrugs. "And? What you think this is news to me? The Headmaster would tell me everytime I messed up he'd sell me to the highest bidder."

At that the entire Agency goes still with rage.

"I appreciate your help, but I'm good. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go before it gets dark." Says Atsushi, turning to leave.

"Atsushi, you said earlier we want the tiger. But what if we want you. You did pass after all, you seem like you'd be good here." Says Dazai.

Once again, Atsushi suprises him by laughing. It's harsh, cold and almost sarcastic. "We're serious" Says Fukuzawa, coming to back Dazai up. Atsushi looks at them for one of the few times during this meeting.

His eyes may be empty and cold, but they only show just how in pain he is.

"Don't lie to me. You want the tiger, it's the whole reason you guys were looking for me." Says Atsushi and Dazai nods "that's true, but circumstances change."

His voice becomes softer, gentle like he's talking to a scared animal, a scared child. "Is it so werid that we might actually like you and want you around?"

"No one wants me" Says Atsushi, his words hollow and borderline emotionless. "Not my parents not the Orphanage and definitely not you." He looks out the window, like he's reminiscing.

"I bring nothing but misfortune onto others. It's who I am, everyone wants the tiger but not me. Fyodor wants the tiger, the Guild or rather Fitzgerald wants the tiger, Shibusawa wanted the tiger. Everyone wants the tiger."

Atsushi looks Dazai dead in the eye.

"So do you. I can see it in your eyes. Don't lie to me, you all might be too nice to say it. But no ones ever wanted me, and that won't start now." And as those as his parting words, Atsushi leaves.

Fukuzawa raises a hand "let him go" he says. "But President, we can't let him just..." Says Kunikida and Fukuzawa nods. "I know, but all we'll now is scare him off. He has no reason to trust us, that is something we'll have to earn."

He's right but if still hurts to watch Atsushi run off.

Dazai can't help but be reminded of another thinks of another kid, now years older. One with dark red hair and piercing blue eyes full of distrust and anger.

Everyone wanted him for one thing too, a gift he couldn't quite control.

Dazai wants Atsushi to join, of course he does. Does he have a plan to put together a new Soukoko, of course he does

But does Dazai also see a hurt, terrified kid and want to help him? Yes. A kid who believes he's better off dead but wants nothing more than to live.

The President was right, they needed to gain Atsushi's trust. To show him that he was cared for, not simply for the beast underneath his skin.

Dazai knew he'd already gotten attached, so had Kunikida and everyone else who'd met the kid.

Maybe they all saw themselves in this lost boy.

And hopefully they could bring him back home.

#long post #atsushi nakajima #bsd atsushi #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #fukuzawa yukichi #bsd fukuzawa #bsd kunikida #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd chuuya #The Wary Weretiger

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

Where does your opinion lie on the matter of sex and gender and the relationship between biological sex and gender roles/ gender prescriptions as a social construct.

We don't ask the same questions about tigers, peafowl or bees.

Sex-based behaviors (gender) are real. We can see them in other primates in a way that mirror ourselves.

Nobody wonders whether the peacock grows feathers and shows off for the females because of social expectations.

Nobody wonders whether the female mantis eats her mate because she's "fIgHtInG tEh PaTrIaRcHy!"

There are very real human sex-based averages that are derived from the evolution of our species, the pressures it has been under, the variations that have been most successful, and what each sex has needed of the other.

This means that, for example, boys are more inclined towards thing-based activities - careers, toys, pasttimes - while girls are more inclined towards people-oriented activities... on average. This is replicated cross-cultures.

Of course there are girls who want to fix trucks for a living, and boys who want to be kindergarten teachers. They are still girls and boys who will grow up to be women and men. And nobody should get in their way.

What you like doesn't define what you are. But what you are is still statistically significant, because it offers societal-wide information. The society-wide trend doesn't predict or define individuals, and individuals don't negate a society-wide trend. Which many people don't seem to understand.

Here's a good example. Average intelligence of women and men is the same.

While the means are the same, male intelligence is more variable, so you'll find more highly intelligent men at the higher end, and more really stupid men at the lower end. You possibly know at least one highly intelligent woman who is smarter than most of the men you know. That doesn't change the societal-wide trend.

This is simply a fact. You can get angry or offended, but it doesn't stop being true.

And in a similar way, men and women having different average interests, tendencies and behaviors - e.g. women tend to be more socially-oriented, men tend to be more action-oriented - makes sense in the light of evolution and the demands and pressures our primitive ancestors were subjected to by the natural world and the battle for success. And the demands males and females put upon each other.

Nobody gets angry when we mention that humans are prone to pareidolia - interpreting or perceiving meaning where it isn't there, such as a smiling or pouting "face" in the front end of a car. Evolutionarily, it makes sense. In the same way, noticing that sex-based differences are real might make people angry or offended, but that offence doesn't matter as far as what is real.

The idea that "gender is a social construct," then is nonsense. It's a denial of evolution itself, a denial of the way we came to be as a species. To suggest that the same tendencies we see in our primate ancestors - e.g. maternal instinct in female chimps carrying sticks - is some kind of social brainwashing requires believing that those tendencies disappeared from humanity's evolutionary line, then re-emerged, identically, as socially imposed roles.

That's creationism. Actually it's worse. Xian creationism simply asserts that everything is as it always was. Everything was created in its current form. Gender creationists must assert that humanity wound backwards to a blank slate state, then had the wherewithal to form a conspiracy of oppression to reinstitute the same vestigial traits back into society. Oh, and this happened either sufficiently far back in our development to precede or dispersal throughout the lands of Earth, or coincidentally every society on Earth came up with it more recently. Gender social constructivism is evolution-denying creationism.

This level of magical thinking makes me long for the days where Xians rambled about the laws of thermodynamics that they don't understand. The talking snake and donkey seem almost reasonable.

The domains that produce this kind of thinking are not science-based, they're political and ideological, such as Gender Studies. People in these fields don't study biology, they don't study demography, they don't study anthropology. They don't even study basic statistics.

Feminist theory, which is where "gender is a social construct" was really incubated as the justification for patriarchy theory, is not scientific, and is opinion (grievance)-based, not evidence based. One of the most tragic examples of this is the John/Joan case, where David Reimer was raised as a girl after a botched circumcision.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Reimer

Finally, on 14 March 1980, Reimer's parents told him the truth about his gender reassignment, following advice from Reimer's endocrinologist and psychiatrist. At 14, having been informed of his past by his father, Reimer decided to assume a male gender identity, calling himself David. He underwent treatment to reverse the reassignment, including testosterone injections, a double mastectomy, and phalloplasty operations.

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His case came to international attention in 1997 when he told his story to Milton Diamond, an academic sexologist who persuaded Reimer to allow him to report the outcome in order to dissuade physicians from treating other infants similarly. Soon after, Reimer went public with his story and John Colapinto published a widely disseminated and influential account in Rolling Stone magazine in December 1997. The article won the National Magazine Award for Reporting.

This was later expanded into The New York Times best-selling biography As Nature Made Him: The Boy Who Was Raised as a Girl (2000), in which Colapinto described how—contrary to Money's reports—when living as Brenda, Reimer did not identify as a girl. He was ostracized and bullied by peers (who dubbed him "cavewoman"), and neither frilly dresses nor female hormones made him feel female.

Human nature is not as malleable as some people would like you to believe. You are a sexed being. How you "identify" can't change what you are. That doesn't mean you can't do what you want, express yourself how you want, but you are what you are.

This is only controversial to the people who want to push the story of humans being infinitely moldable, existing as divine gender thetans imprisoned in vulgar meat bodies.

Now, it is true that some of these tendencies and behaviors will tend to be limited or shaped by the culture of the society. But they're not constructed wholesale. For example, Japanese society is highly structured around honor. So male and female behaviors will tend to be expressed through those norms; male aggression and female agreeableness may take unique culturally influenced forms. But they're not created by them. Societies which have different pressures - e.g. in the freezing north regions of North America, vs the arid deserts of Africa - will unsurprisingly produce different cultural expectations upon men and women. Recognizing that isn't a form of bigotry, it's an acknowledgement of reality.

There's a reason stereotypes exist - because there is an element of truth in there, even if it's a tiny seed. If there wasn't, we wouldn't be able to recognize or apply them. They exist because humans are prone to cognitive shortcuts, as we have a lot of information to process and making choices or decisions doesn't always allow one to sit down and think things through methodically. Our ancestors wouldn't have had the time, and probably wouldn't have had the cognitive power.

"Girls like dolls, boys like trucks," is a very dirty shorthand. At its core is a demonstrable truth regarding societal-wide averages and tendencies that takes several paragraphs to explain more accurately (and some people will still be determined to be pissed off, no matter how you frame it). But stereotypes are not all we are, and there's no reason not to acknowledge them, but put them aside, or try to. And certainly no reason to use them to structure society itself, "fixing" girls who like trucks and boys who like dolls.

I don't know if that answers your question. Suffice to say that just as a scientific view of the world makes a god unnecessary, a scientific view of the world make social constructivism (postmodern creationism) unnecessary. We can explain the world without resorting to magic or conspiracies.

P.S. Reminder: social constructivism is a social construct.

#ask #gender is a social construct #social constructivism #gender stereotypes #sex based differences #sex differences #religion is a mental illness

[silentwillowwhisperer]

Fine

This is inspired by the fact that I said 'I'm fine' to my friend went, 'yeah you are,' and I can't deal with this. We're gonna call this friend Tiger.

Also, I was texting another friend, and somehow the conversation changed to Taylor Swift. I said that I like the song ME! and she says that she doesn't really like that song, which MAJOR OFFENCE because the only reason I like that song is that Bredon Urie is a king, and she said, 'yeah, he's fine I guess,' and Tigress (who I had been calling) went, oh really? So obviously I had to humor her and text, 'oh really? Do you have something you'd like to confess?"

English is flipping messed up. Or rather, English slang is flipping messed up.

Uh yeah, sorry, that was kinda unnecicary.

There's a whole lot of dialogue in this and it killed me, but I can't help it.

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"Hey, Keith, you're lookin' fine today."

Lance has out his signature finger guns with a cocky smirk pasted across his face.

Keith's brow furrows, and he looks down at himself.

"I mean... yeah? I'm not... sick or anything I guess."

Lance's face drops. He knows Keith is uncultured, but can't be that oblivious, right?

They stare at each other for a moment before Shiro walks into the room and breaks their awkward silence.

"Hey guys. Are you okay? You seem awfully quiet. Not that I'm complaining! It's nice to see you not bickering like 5-year-olds for once."

Keith is still lost in thought. He seems to realize that there's something he doesn't understand. He turns to Shiro.

"Hey Shiro. You're... fine."

Both Shiro and Lance choke on their own spit.

"Keith! We're brothers!"

The poor guy looks lost.

"But... Lance said it. So what does it mean?"

Shiro glares at them both before leaving the room in a huff.

"The one time I decide to sleep in."

Lance is red as a tomato by now. Is there a way out of this situation? Nope, Keith is staring at him with that goddamned raised eyebrow. It never fails to make Lance feel weak.

Wait. There is a way out.

Lance turns and bolts.

Once he's safely in his room, he makes a mental note.

Next time you flirt with cute hotheads, be blunt. Apparently there's so much smoke and flames in that thick head, he can't tell when someone is flirting.

#technically klance #klance #vld #keith kogane #voltron legendary defender #voltron #lance mcclain #lance vld #keith vld #vld keith #takashi shirogane #tawny post

[sleepy-achilles]

My last post has been stuck in my head and I NEED to read an au of these two motherfuckers.

Young and shy taker being hassled by champion fuck boy shawn, as he desperately tries to get his attention after seeing him at a bar 🥹

LIKE LOOK AT THE MATERIAL

Let's go (also 100% starting with shy taker and ending up with Mr steal yo bitch) I'm also under the impression that Shawn is in the wwf but taker isn't.. I might be wrong about that but that's what I've gone for in this, if I'm wrong honestly just say and I'll write you another one.

Also I cannot flirt to save my life so this will either be really cringe or make me want to die. In other words it's gonna be short because I can only flirt with my close friends and not a single other soul. I'm wired differently.

Hbtaker AU- Boy Toy Flusters

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Taker taps his fingers against the bar. He tended to stay home and drink but Paul was not leaving him alone lately. And well, the bars were empty with wwf being in the valley. Taker doesn't know why they'd come here, but apparently it was a good idea. Taker hears the door open but ignores it. If it's Paul, he hopes if he does ignore him he'll just go away.

He lifts his whiskey to his mouth for a sip when a lean figure sits at the bar. Taker doesn't hesitate to check the figure out, and he's glad he does. A pretty young thing with a lot of skin on show. "Uh just as many shots as possible please" the blonde smiles at the bartender. Clearly not alone, which takers glad because he won't have to watch out for him, but it also means any chances he might of had are gone. Taker turns his attention back to his whiskey and whatever shitty sports game is on.

Shawn glances at the big guy before carrying the tray of shots back to his friends. "And what are these bad Boys?" Kevin asks as shawn places the tray down. "Hell if I know. A shot of courage if you ask me" shawn smirks before taking one and downing it and taking another and downing it. "If your going back to the bar the least you could do is get hunter a drink he can actually drink" Scott chuckles. "How did you know?" Shawn asks. "I saw you eye fucking that hunk, go get him tiger" Kevin smirks. "Just atleast order me a water" hunter huffs. Shawn nods and struts his way back to the bar.

"A water aswell please" the southern voice asks. "For that table too" he adds. Taker looks as the blonde sits next to him. "Shawn Michaels" Shawn smiles. Taker doesn't say anything and it causes Shawn to frown. "Cmon? Nothing? Just gonna ignore me?" Shawn pouts. Taker takes a sip of his drink and looks back at the news. "Come on hot stuff, I promise I'm worth it. I always deliver" Shawn practically purrs at him.

Taker sighs and decides, screw it? Paul ain't around, what harm could come?

"Undertaker" Taker mutters. "Undertaker? Hmm how about Takes or Taker?" Shawn asks. "Sure" Taker murmurs. "Dont talk much huh?" Shawn asks. Taker doesn't say anything, he just watches Shawn. "Thats okay hot stuff, I can do enough talking for us both" Shawn smiles resting his arms on the bar. Taker just watches him. He swears he's seen his face before. "You a wrestling fan?" Shawn asks. "Not really. Haven't got the time to watch it. Actually surprised they came to the valley for a show" Taker admits. "Best show so far if you ask me" shawn smirks. "Yeah?" Taker asks. "Oh yeah, became champ and everything." And takers face flushed. Of course. A face he didn't recognise? Of course he was here for the show.

Shawn giggles at the flush building on the mans face. "Its alright big guy. I won't take offence if you tell me you don't know who I am" Shawn teases. "Shoulda put two and two together" Taker huffs rubbing his neck. Shawn smiles slightly and looks at the bartender. "Another drink for him and a beer for me please" Shawn orders. "Thanks" Taker mumbles. "Anytime sugar" Shawn turns towards taker more, taker blushes as shawn rests his hand on takers knee. "You don't wanna be with your friends celebrating your win?" Taker asks quietly. "Trust me darling, we will have plenty of chances to celebrate wins like this" shawn mutters leaning closer. Taker looks at the blondes eyes.

Those dangerous blues.

Those addictive dangerous blues.

Shawn smirks slightly as he cups takers face. "Are you always this shy?" Shawn asks quietly. His smirk falls as Taker grabs his wrist in his much bigger hands and leans in. "Sure, at first" Taker smirks. Shawns eyes widen slightly. "But after the pretty little thing has had their fun, I like to have mine" Taker adds, turning fully towards Shawn.

Shawn doesn't know what's happened but he can say he likes the sudden shift in Taker. From shy and aloof to this? Yes please.

Shawn can feel his cheeks burning as Taker tilts his head down. "How about you let me thank you for the drink?" Taker asks quietly, cupping the area between his jaw and neck. Shawn stares at him in Awe before nodding slightly. "Whats wrong boy toy? What happened to that big cocky I can talk for both of us?" Taker smirks. Shawn decides to shut him up by pulling him into a kiss. Taker hums before kissing him back, moving one hand to his hip and squeezing it tightly.

Taker pulls back slightly after sometime and watches amused as shawn fumbles to get the drink money out of his wallet. "Eager?" Taker asks as he watches the money get thrown onto the bar. "Whats closer? My hotel or your house?" Shawn asks, no longer wanting to play whatever game he thinks this is. Taker smirks as shawn stands. "You gonna talk to your friends before running off with a stranger?" Taker asks. "Look, if it's big they'll understand when they find my dead body. Just give me a good time first yeah? It's been a rough week" Shawn huffs grabbing takers hand and pulling him off his stool and out of the bar.

Kid lifts his head from the table and looks towards the bar. "Uh...guys?" Kid asks. "What?" Scott groans. "Shawn's gone" Kid points at the bar. Kevin looks at the money and untouched drinks. "Its a small town. If he's not back to leave tomorrow we'll know who to look for." Scott states. "Shouldn't we look now?" Hunter asks. "I trust shawns judgement. I know you guys don't but he's a lot better at reading humans than you'd think. I'm just glad he's finally getting laid again" Kevin huffs. "Now, someone grab those drinks, don't let them goto waste" Scott orders.

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #kevin nash #scott hall #sean waltman #triple h #the kliq