#not really neg but im going to tag it just to be safe in case tone comes out wrong

[thepowerisyouth]

MONEY / FINANCE STRESS CONTENT WARNING, this next line is unfortunately quite stressful about money so this was an important warning for me to add:

This is also less for the random strangers on the internet who have no reason to trust my advice but more for the 10-15 people I know personally who trust my money advice based on prior experience and Ive sent them my blog link in the last month or two

US stock market is about to tank. On a global perspective its stupidly overpriced because markets like China are hitting 5 year lows (as in we've increased our stock market over 2x since "COVID lows", but their market is even lower than it was then.

Timing is hard but it is entirely possible yesterday was the peak of the market. Might also not tank for 6 months.

Market psychology is fucking weird tho so please absolutely dont 'short' anything, which is basically the same as 'buying puts'. Michael Burry nearly bankrupted all his friends, family, and random investors by insisting on 'shorting' things based on knowledge of impending crisis.

Just sell everything. I mean literally everything. Bond etfs might go up but youd have to have eyes glued to the charts to sell in time. Gold wont do, neither will bitcoin. Their negative correlation to stocks isnt really a thing anymore.

Get every etf, stock, whatever into cash in the brokerage account, then move it out of the banks/brokerage firms and into something physically in front of you because we are, in fact, in another 'historical period of bank runs' its just not quite at the peak yet.

Not trying to increase anxiety beyond nessecary-- its just that any, single bank can immediately freeze your money-- leaving it up to the Federal Government to pay you back-- and it might possibly be the case that youd have to rely on whats called a "bank bail in" to see your savings again.

Not a fun situation to be in, even if it wont happen to most people its just safe practice to do this during a "historical period of bank runs"

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This blog is basically my diary of my thoughts (suprise suprise). But Im an open book, privileged (but poor) little white boy with complex societal/generational abuse and very little home problems so lets fucking go theres a whole mormon cargo van to unpack

Definitely recommend tags Im terrible at them.

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To those reading this, if you have ever met me in real-life or on the internet than you have taught me varying degrees of information which can be randomly retrieved by my brain at any time depending on current CPU performance. Thoughts of my loving husband have occupied my headspace probably 95% of my time since 14 so he has absolutely taught me at least 100x more than anyone else in the world.

When I say "I", oftentimes Im thinking about "me and my husband", or even sometimes "me and my friends/family", or even sometimes "me and society"--- but I am not always 100% aware of the current headspace environment and/or beliefs of the minds of those around me without feedback

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There are currently over 8 billion individual varieties of the global human language spoken within the mind. Lets start translating them all. Misunderstood words become mean labels.

I fucking hate mean labels

"Math wiz" = racism and/or classism and/or gender shit. Fuck that shit

When a person is niched off into one part of an 8 billion population human society, it becomes impossible to not "live in a bubble". Bubbles change in size constantly even if not visibly observed. Bubbles can be different sizes depending on your current day-to-day thoughts of your own society. Bubbles must pop. Enlightenment implies life only gets better the more times ya pop and lock it

My path away from purely mathematics, logic, and scientific theory began when I met my husband, and for the first time in my life it became important to me not to be an asshole to everyone around me

Ive been told (only after I started dating my traumatized husband tho and helped him heal a lot) that I'm a natural communicator-- and all my life I found myself listening and learning to everything and everyone around me trying to understand both their and my own motivations-- then I like to garble them up and spit 'em out. My memory recall ability is wonky tho and fluctuates highly with nutrient intake-- I'll get into that later

I wish I could have a million years to read every blog on tumblr. I really do. Connecting & communating is extremely important for understanding one another but it takes time

I had an extremely unique childhood (who hasnt lol), enough so to isolate myself quite a lot through sheer dumb luck. My mom is also everyone's favorite school teacher so of course I was learning a lot from a young age. Luckily I glued myself to the first person who wanted to glue themselves to me equally & we grew exponentially closer to eternity

If its still not clear: my husband and I are bored and love chatting with people, but like most internet loving freaks my mouth don't work sometimes well but my fingies do. My ears got fluff a lot but I got eyes for LEDs like a hawk. Wish they werent LED tho

I also have a naturally short sleep cycle (i.e. extra time for this), and I really wont be offended or weirded out by someone reading through and liking 20+ or whatever of my posts at once randomly. Stories are supposed to be read in chunks, and I think of this blog as a story & also workspace for my thoughts that Id love to see which chapters everyone has read through. Also I love (and only respond positively to) positive feedback, yet also suggestions for ways to improve my "theorums". As in, good faith discussions are totally welcome on any post.

For my 50 year old parents reading my blog so lovingly in their limited evening time-- you can sort by tags to see what topics your familiar with, if you play around with the search function while on my page. Mom. Show dad how to do it

In the very, very bottom of my blog I dont even think I managed to tag shit properly-- but its the roughdraft workings of the philosophy, as well as my own logical framework for answering lifes questions. Its 2 months ago so I might not even be writing according to my own works down there anymore idk I change fast sometimes

Last thing for now here is that I was always criticized by teachers for not showing my work, and for not reviewing my tests before turning in, and I pushed back hard because nearly every time I went over and corrected a mistake-- I saw I most often got it right the first fucking time on a pure hunch. I act on impulse when I'm not meditating mostly for efficiency purposes because I believe I'm correct, but remain open to emotionally positive feedback so I can help remove all doubt.

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This might turn into my 'life story' post, as its already going there. Heres what I have so far in the way of my knowledge of my family before I was brought into existence, and my "earliest memories":

Family context:

I dont know jack shit. Nobody talks about it at all.

Here's my own observations Ive made using the framework and perceptive filters I was given--

My whole family is white Texans.

Ancestory is slaveowners of course, further back is a very likely direct parent-child descendent line from the most famous inbred british royalty of the 13th century i.e. King John, whose brother was the arab genociding Richard.

I would call my immediate family as upper poverty class. Its more like poverty with extra privileges cause mental health stigma was the only thing holding them back not other shit too.

As children we had a lot of very privileged opportunities because my parents made a lot of sacrifices to try and bring us back up the class ladder. Lets look into that generational trauma issue

My dads parents (born in the early 40s, dont know the year exactly. I think '43 or '44) were more upper middle class, pretty high income. Owned an insurance business that was very successful by the early 2000s at least. My grandpa is described to me as a "monster" and "violently abusive". I have a single memory of him screaming at me as a young child and I was cowering under a desk, so I really believe it. No other stories at all to provide context.

-- I gotta split this section off I realized I wrote the next thing about post-me context Ill need to move this part lower down later--

My grandpa got early onset dementia, my dad didnt notice in time, and my grandpa bankrupted his successful company and lost several million of dollars to "scammers and sexy ladies."

My dad found out around 2015-16 or so. He told me a little bit after telling me my grandparents were getting divorced. My dad managed to scrape together about $200,000 which is being sued for by the IRS actively.

(He split that money in two, and entrusted me tell him how to invest half in safe value stocks that I handpicked as well as a calculated risk allocation to bonds which we sold for 30% profit the second the market crashed. He gave the other half to a brokerage advisor. I never met the advisor but saw the results. Dont get me started on how the other dude did with that money-- we started this endeavor in January 2020.)

Personally I also dont believe that its possible to spend an entire fortune on scammers and strippers, so Id love to see his books and figure out what the hell went wrong with that asshole. I have a hunch I know something more than anyone else ("Enron", guys, we're talking about an insurance company in HOUSTON, in the 2000s) but I will never be sure without the books.

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Back to other family--

I do not know a single thing about my grandma on my dads side. She raised me quite a lot, but yeah I literally have only heard her life described to me as "she was a housewife"

On my moms side, my Mimi (also born 1940s but slightly younger so I think 1946 or 1947) came from a divorced, upper middle class family. In 1964-65, She and her step mom both got knocked up the same year so she watched her divorced dad remarry to said step mom when she was 18-19 and getting a shotgun marriage herself, so you can imagine what that was like. The "biological" of the two moms was a very good mom and very queer from what I hear. She died when I was a baby, from lung cancer. Thats all I know. My mimi raised me quite a lot, nearly equally as much as my mom did

My mom's dad, my Papa, came from a rural farming family in East Texas. Dont know much else of anything, but he and his siblings were named "Billy, Bobby, and Betty". As in, they are what everyone likes to call "hicks"

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Moving onto my direct parents now. I know a little more about them of course, but since we're getting closer in age to the present-- I think itll be easier to describe my understanding as common stereotypes. If its unclear what I mean definitely feel free to ask, but I'll probably say "I dont really know"

Not much else is relevant other than knowing that my moms family was the mormon one, but that as soon as my dad was love-bombed by the church he joined to. Mormons were also different in the 90s I'm told.

My dad struggled with being one of the "crazy schizos" of the 90s. As in, very traumatized, upset, and gaslit by the government and his parents. Must have done a damn good job dealing with it by the time he was in his late 20s and I popped out cause he was never a "bad dad" to me at all. Definitely yelled and was more angry at times, but less than any other friends parents Ive ever met, and from what I remember he came into my room at night and apologized to me literally every single time within like 5-10 minutes. I know pretty much nothing about him pre-me. He was a tradesman my whole life and specialized in remodeling kitchens & bathrooms (the 'dirty work of construction'). All his initial clientele were the rich people my grandma lived near and was friends with.

My mom would have been extremely queer-presenting and posting on tumblr if born in the year 2000, but was born in early 70s, and was a raegan teen in high-school in Texas during the satanic panic-- she presents completely cis, straight, but has body dysmorphia issues. Thats about you need to know about those issues I'm sure my tumblr folks can assume the rest and be perfectly correct. Cause thats about all I know too and I'm assuming the rest about my own mother

--- Earliest memories

I think a lot of people face doubt about their own earliest memories, maybe hearing the way I connect the images of these events in my head to my emotions I felt will help others do the same.

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Two disclosers about me & my current healthcare discoveries before moving on

1) My only "major" childhood trauma is loneliness. I have a partner now (started dating early high school, nearing 10 years together now) who was just as lonely and we are glued to each others side constantly, and have made our life work great that way. So don't feel too bad reading this, I'm only able to write it down because Ive healed that trauma and can dig this stuff up with no issues to validate the emotions I felt even as a child

1) I believe I have a genetic trait that is only just getting discovered. There are something like 6 discovered mutations that hold this similar trait so far, and its just basically chronic insomia.

It being a genetic trait tracks with how my mom describes me as never settling into a normal sleep pattern at 6 months old, having absurd amounts of nightmares and death anxiety keeping me up at night as a child, and I still dont sleep at any given time. I average 2 hours less sleep than my husband, who averages 7-8 now that he isnt actively being abused at home.

Going to get sequenced but even if negative I'd probably just be a 7th mutation, as they only found the other 6 genes via case study.

The scientists whove discovered it call it "Familial Natural Short Sleeper", if you desire to look it up. They describe the trait like its the best possible thing in the world. Well... terminally chronic insomia is not the best thing in THIS world thats for sure.

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My "earliest memories"

These arent ranked by time accurately of course. Took enough effort digging through my brain to turn them up, not like Ive got a 2003 calendar stuffed in here as well.

I did do my best to sort by first memory but it also might be sorted by the order at which I recovered the memories as being one of my "earliest" when I was a child and asked such things

1. Pure emptiness. I can only describe it as dissociation. I can remember nothing about the environment around me, except feeling suddenly sucked out of it, seeing only darkness, feeling almost a ringing in my ears and the deepest dread possible. This same feeling followed me in life for a little while, but started to take more visual shape when I was an adolescent, until at some point I would see myself sitting in a chair alone in a room that is infinitely sized but that slowly gets darker the further out you go. I cant remember what exact "real-world" event caused this feeling to ever happen each time it did. I just can remember having it happen occasionally when I was awake and doing things. Definitely dissociation. (If you are willing to believe me further I think its just probably "lights out" and being scared of that)

1. Riding a mattress down the stairs. I kind of remember two images, one is the tunnel vision of going high speed down the stairs and the other would be from looking back up at the stairs when I was done going down. Totally fun, probably my first rollar coaster ride. I might remember my siblings laughing too but it wouldnt be because I can remember the actual laughing-- but I can remember feeling the joy of being in a group of people laughing. At the time, my parents were selling the house so thats why I also remember it being a completely empty carpeted room that we were riding down into

2. My brother smashing his head repeatedly into the refrigerator for 'fun' and someone saying "wow he has a hard head" or something along those lines. I was learning english I cant remember exactly what they said but that was definitely the meaning I took from their words. I think this memory is strong, because I was truly very curious as to why my brother was just running at full speed, head down, and headbutting a hard surface. The words someone said after that must have been one of my first 'answers'

3. Watching my siblings play in rare Houston snow. Not much remembering there actually. Probably just thought it was mezmorizing to watch as I just really remember a picture and feeling peace

4. Will add more later.

#mental health #trauma #early memories #life story #family #generational trauma #wealth disparity #memory #self healing #child psychology #diary #math #classism #privilege #cycle of abuse #behavioral economics #psychology #philosophy

[aspecpplarebeautiful]

i think im aroace. i fit some of the criteria and generally i just have a very complicated and lengthy relationship with romance. im usually romance favorable except when im not. sometimes i feel like i cant be arospec because im not the same as my friends who are also aro. its somewhat disheartening because ive spent so much of my life wanting romance and wanting relationships and wanting to experience dating culture and i thought id get to have it one day because im capable of liking people sometimes but i cant handle it when someone likes me back and i know it cant be commitment issues because i have absolutely no qualms committing to platonic friendships and moderately sized life decisions but theres just something in the way of me having a normal allo love experience and i know this identity is something i should be proud of and sometimes it is! i absolutely love looking through the tags on tumblr and i love that i have a unique way of experiencing feelings and this label really does make me so happy! but i cant help but yearn for a simpler existence. why cant it just be a case of liking a guy called daniel and then him liking me back and then we date and break up and then i go for a one-night stand with a girl called melissa and then we date and break up and date again and i meet her parents and i tell her i love her and then we grow old together. ive just always wanted something straight out of a tv show or book or whatever but the world just looks so much narrower now and it feels so much harder to find someone that it can work out with. i dont know. i hate amatonormativity. and sorry for the negative energy. i just kinda needed to get this off my chest. thank you for the safe space.

For being different than your aro friends, it's important to remember the aro spectrum is really diverse. There's a lot of different ways to be aro. So when trying to figure out if the label is right for you or not, I wouldn't factor that in too much, instead I'd focus more on things like is the label useful for you? Do you feel a connection to it? Does alloromantic feel wrong to you? Because being alloromantic encompasses so many things, there's so many ways to fall outside that mold. So remember this is your journey, keep asking yourself what makes sense for you.

It's OK to have negative feelings about possibly being aro, or about not being able to have that allo-normative romance you thought you would. This can be a big adjustment for some people, not everyone can just say 'oh I'm aromantic and I'm going to live a different life than I thought I did/not have a lot of experiences I thought I would' and not be affected by that (some people do have different experiences, but it's really not unreasonable to have to work at dealing with that.)

Sometimes you need to mourn the life and experiences you thought you'd have. Sometimes it takes a little while to reframe your goals and expectations in life. Sometimes I like to say being aro often means forging your own path rather than following the one laid out for you, that can be really exciting learning about yourself and figuring out what you do excited by and want to do, but it's scary too. And it's OK to have all these feelings.

I think what you're doing right now though going through tumblr tags and finding a side of aro that you enjoy is really great and really good first step. Finding some blogs you like or some aro-centric media may help too (look into books and podcast lists, because that seems to be where the most aro characters are these days). This is always helpful, no matter where you land, because it just normalizes being aro, and makes it feel a lot less scary.

The other thing is just take your time. You're figuring out a lot of things right now, you don't have to rush anything. Things will get easier as you figure more out and you start to understand yourself better.

Feel free to send in another ask if you have more questions or want to talk more.

All the best!

[umiwomitai]

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#ill tag this as #negativity #just in case. idk. its not exactly negative. its just thoughts. #but like ive been feeling super weird about myself the past months. identity wise. #w lockdowns and all. its just people im out to at home. so its like safe. and apart from my mom. #the only person i hung out w this year is someone im out to. so it all felt rather safe and nice yk.z #but i still feel odd when i hear people use my proper name/pronouns bc. idk. w the way things went when i was younger. #it felt necessary to keep it a secret. but now not really anymore. so it feels. ugh??? yk. #i still struggle v much w coming out and shit. but also i very much feel like d*ing when people use my deadname. so. #i feel like im in some sort of weird in-between and i just dunno how to get out of it. or just dont want to. or csnt. #anyway its all weird. and i realised smth today as i was thinking. regarding my way of dealing w myself being trans. #and i should talk about it w my therapist. probably. but i suck so im not out to her haha im a major idiot. #so here i go on tumblr to pretend ive worked it out 🥴 #wow this was a lot. anyway have fun people. stay safe. love you.

[dessarious]

Misconceptions, Miscommunication, and Misinformation Pt61

Inspired by @ozmav Maribat AU

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Marinette woke to a shouting match between Damian and Chloe. They were in each other’s faces while Luka looked like he’d given up trying to mediate a while ago. He was the only one who noticed she woke and came over to the couch to sit with her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and she leaned into him, tempted to go back to sleep.

“How long have they been at it?” Luka let out a huff of amusement.

“Almost an hour. It started about whether to wake you or not but I very much doubt either of them remembers that now. They’ve blown through quite a few topics since then.” Marinette just sighed and debated if she wanted to intervene. This blow up was a long time coming and it would be better for them to vent their feelings now, before a confrontation with Hawkmoth. She could feel the barrier that Wayzz had put up to prevent an Akuma entering. Possibly even to keep Hawkmoth from sensing their negative emotions in the first place.

“How dare you come in here and think you understand anything that’s been going on after just a few months when Mari’s been dealing with this on her own for two years!” Chloe was so angry she looked on the verge of tears.

“I wasn’t the one who left her alone during those two years!” Marinette jumped up at Damian’s response. Trained assassin or not Chloe was either going to kill him or break down. Either way this needed to stop. She got in between them and shoved Damian back.

“Enough! Both of you. That last comment was uncalled for. You have no idea what Chloe was going through. And you.” She rounded on her girlfriend and pushed her backwards to create more distance. “I appreciate you defending me but I can do that myself. You know better than to argue with someone who just wants to argue. No good will come of bashing your head against a brick wall.” She heard an insulted noise come out of Damian but trusted that Luka would handle it. She knew how much guilt Chloe carried over how she’d treated her and Damian’s last dig was likely to unleash it. Sure enough Marinette could see her fighting back tears.

“I’m sorry.” The words were quiet and she knew Chloe only meant them for her ears. She also knew Chloe wasn’t apologizing for the argument. Marinette wished Damian had chosen any other jab.

“The past is the past. We can’t change it, we can only learn from it. We’ve both done things we regret but letting that define us, or our relationship with each other, will only cause more problems. I know you’re sorry about what happened and I know that you’re not that person anymore. No matter what anyone else thinks.” It was that more than anything that had caused her to ask Chloe to move schools with her. She needed a fresh start even more than Marinette did. She needed a chance to grow out of the box she’d been in her whole life. Chloe took a shuddering breath before leaning into her.

“I’m still sorry.” Marinette could only sigh as she hugged her. She looked over her shoulder to make eye contact with Luka who still had a hold of Damian. Damian, for his part, looked like he was still arguing why he was right about whatever it was they were actually arguing about. Detailing her plan should be lots of fun. At this moment she wished she had anyone else to give a Miraculous to. Damian was unstable at best and she didn’t really trust him to follow her lead. He should be too focused on keeping Luka safe to cause problems, but it was still one more thing she needed to worry about.

“Would you like to hear the actual plan before you decide it’s garbage or do I need to find someone else to have Luka’s back while you’re off pouting?” Yes she was being petty, but it did shut him up and the look of insulted rage on his face was honestly a little funny. Luka just rolled his eyes at her. She and Damian had a rather messed up friendship and he’d learned to roll with it for the most part.

“Given the way you fight I didn’t expect there to be a plan.” He was trying to get to her, and it might have worked if she wasn’t prepared for it, or if there weren’t a lot of holes in the plan she did have. There was still a lot of missing information and they didn’t have time to wait and hope they found it. Gabriel was going to get more desperate by the day now that he lost both Nathalie and the Peafowl Miraculous. They couldn’t give him time to plan.

“The way I fight is because I never know what I’m up against until it happens, unlike you who just keep fighting the same villains over and over again.” The glare he sent her way had likely cowed many of those villains but she just raised an eyebrow at him.

“Fine. What’s this brilliant plan of yours?” He dropped down into a chair, not sulking because as he told her, Damian Wayne doesn’t sulk. Luka sat on the arm and kept a hand firmly on the other boy’s shoulder. Marinette pulled Chloe over to the couch to keep some distance.

“Alright, just keep in mind that we need to act fast so we don’t have time to wait for Gabriel to make a move. Worst case scenario he’ll tell Adrien he’s doing everything to save his mother and Adrien will agree to work with him. That could easily cause another Heroes Day situation and that was bad enough the first time around. Given Gabriel’s overall disdain for his son’s abilities I’m hoping the thought doesn’t even cross his mind but we can’t count on it. As things stand our best option is going to be using Viperion’s ability to fill in any gaps we still have.” She paused, expecting Damian to jump in with a comment but he just continued to frown at her.

“What do you need me to do?” Luka’s voice was steady, no hint of concern. He trusted her, both of her, and it gave her a confidence boost.

“So we have surveillance in Gabriel’s office and thanks to Nathalie we know that’s where he enters his ‘lair’. We wait until he goes in, because that’s where he feels safest. He’s less likely to expect us or more likely to be overconfident which we can use to our advantage. Viperion will set his Second Chance before we enter, before Gabriel knows we’re there. Then, barring us actually getting the Butterfly Miraculous back, he’ll reset before his timer runs out so we can refine our techniques to the actual situation. As many times as it takes. Damian, I’ll be giving you the Turtle Miraculous so you can protect Luka. As long as he can reset we still have a chance no matter what happens. His safety is your only priority. Chloe and I will handle Hawkmoth.”

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[blazingstarship]

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✨My Interests✨Things I like

Yu-Gi-Oh!• Cards• Dragons• Pandas• Blue Roses• Writing• Editing • Drawing• Art• Space Aesthetic• Fried Shrimps• Milkshakes• Cake• Baking• Stars• Disney• Cartoons• Anime• Plushies

Asks: I love getting asks! It may take some time I answer them cause I can be overwhelmed and wanna blabbing whole pages of one thing. Please know I see them, love them and answer them asap💖💖💖💖

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❤️Yusei Fudo

Status: Husband💍

This blog is not spoiler free from Yu-Gi-Oh 5ds! Yusei is 18 by the start of the series and 20 by the end of the series. I was 22 when I fell in love with him. I stick with the two year age gap between us. Our ship: Spaceshipping

Honorable mentions of past romantic f/o’s through the years:

Rocko’s Modern Life: Rocko

Disney: Max Goof (2002-2004/ 2012-2013)

Sonic X: Sonic

Danny Phantom: Danny Fenton/Phantom (2005-2010)

Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja: Randy Cunningham

Rise of the Guardians: Jack Frost (2015-2018)

✨Platonic F/O’s✨

🖤Kyosuke Kiryu (my emo bff)

🧡Crow Hogan (my “kids are the future!” bro)

💛Jack Atlas (my coffee sipper bro)

✨Familial F/O✨

💜Martha (Foster Mama in law)

💞Dr.Fudo (Hakase Fudo) and Mama/Mrs. Fudo (Parents in law, deceased)

✨My Pet F/O’s✨

Silver Midnight and Solar Blaze

✨DNI✨

✨For not going into uncomfortable situations, I must put a reminder. Im a major, if you are a minor I prefer you dont follow. My blog is in general safe but you never know.

✨I dont post NSFW on the main, but in case, I always tag with ✨milk and cookies (yes with this emoji too) so block ✨milk and cookies to not wish to see this content.

✨ Edite: I have have now a 18+ spicy sideblog where I post all my nsfw posts to it to make this main blog 100% nsfw free!

✨This is a safe place, have respect for each other.

✨DNI if you fit standard criteria: ie homophobic, transphobic, racist, pedo etc.

✨Dont reblog my gushing

✨Canon ships really upsets me, gives me negative feelings and makes me feel I wouldnt be enough. So please no tagging to them. (It may also be why I dont reblog things of Yusei on this blog)

✨If its not clear to me what kind of blog you are and I feel uncomfortable about you following me. Dont take it personal but I will block you.

✨I havent came across anyone who shares my main f/o so cant say if I am comfortable sharing or not

✨Important Tags✨

Post: ✨blazing text

Art: ✨blazing arts

Writing: ✨blazing writes

Just random texts or stuff I wanna post: ✨blazing junk

I can somtimes feeling really down and insecure and involves negative feels. So if I have ever this feeling please dont reblog it. I would also put it in the tag as reminder.

Negative feelings: ✨blazing vent

I dont know if I ever will use this tags but just in case if Im gonna use them, if I miss a tag pm me. But for now, block the following tags for:

✨Alcohol: alcohol mention, drunk mention

✨NSFW: nsfw, nsft, ✨milk and cookies

✨Pregnancy: pregnant mention, pregnancy

✨Fankids: fankids, ✨our spark of joy

✨Blood: blood mention, blood

#welcome to my safe space! #thank you for reading! #✨written in the sky #self ship community #long post #selfship #self insert #self ship promo

[princesshalfdemon]

anyways, on a serious note. ya’ll know i’ve been Dealing With Some Shit with some rather. serious comments made about me.

for the record, let me go on the record (and i know the lot of you are monitoring me right back, so i know this’ll reach you people): i don’t regret doing this. at all. i don’t blame any of you for hating me about the things that happened years ago, even a little, fuck i hate the me that existed 3 years ago and i spent all of 2018 trying to. crawl out of cycle i was trapped in, and in turn 2019 was probably my mentally healthiest year in... forever.

but like. yeah. i sucked. but that doesn’t. make it ok to say things like. i’ll be “beaten down” or “have my throat ripped out” if i “try anything.” let alone from a man that lives 20 minutes away from me. beating me with a red-hot blaze. that was a line crossed and i don’t regret bringing it to light because there’s only so much shit that can be said about me.

i was terrified enough i went to the police. i was terrified enough i’m carrying a weapon, pepper spray, on my keychain now and probably will continue to do so forever. it was in my hope in doing this you people would see what you were doing and stop but it is clear that is not the case, and there is clearly not going to be an end about violent comments about me. and at this point it’s just continuing never-ending anxiety that keeps me in physical fear, so i’m going on the public record this is over.

i’ll be moving out soon. when that happens ya’ll won’t know the general area were i live, and then i’ll be able to feel mostly safe, so i guess that’s good enough. to prove this, i’ve removed the urls, fandom tags, rp tags, etc etc from the posts: people can go back into the tags without seeing it. if they use Search then well sucks to be you, but i won’t take these down until i receive just this most basic assurance that nobody is going to try to hurt me because maybe this seems irrational or paranoid or something but this is a legitimate extremely serious concern i have for my well-being, especially with a person whom i have had an extremely negative relationship with who has shown to be genuinely amused when i have suffered as a result of his actions.

i’m not changing my rbf or anything. i’m keeping the posts up until a communication is done in some capacity, and then i’ll be pretty content to literally IM every single person who has RBed it to ask them to delete it all.

but i’m not fighting anymore either. i’m tired, and if all of this wasn’t enough to get some assurance for my well-being, then there’s nothing else to say. i’m bringing it to an end, and unless you people are stupid enough to do another thing that i need to treat as a threat about my health, then it’s.

over. so i’m making a public statement so everyone knows how this is. because the more i dwell on this the more terrified i am and i’m tired of being scared. i really am.

so. yeah.

#drama cw #long post #i feel. tired and defeated but yeah #actually fuck it putting it under a readmore

[imaginariumrpc]

okay so the lovely @imbicilite​ / @whitrph​ and i were talking and it gave me the idea and we thought it was a great idea to spread it around so here’s how it goes: when talking with someone about pretty much anything tbh, but especially for something that could potentially be triggering, communicate with color codes based on city traffic lights ! GREEN means it’s good to talk about these things and you’re not feeling triggered by the topic, YELLOW means to slow down or stop talking about the topic at for now while RED means to stop the conversation about the topic immediately until green again where the conversation can divert into another topic or they feel safe to talk about it again !! this is EXTREMELY important, because it’s a way to alert others that you’re going to be talking about something that could possibly upset someone because of the subject matter, especially for those who may get triggered by a certain topic - even without you realizing it because squicks and triggers can honestly be anything, it could be different words or phrases or certain topics - and can cause severe anxiety in those affected, even panic attacks or flashbacks, and because we want to be considerate and respectful towards one another, it’s important that we use these to help our friends and fellow rpers know that we’re going to be posting or talking about something they might not want to see or talk about, and it’s of utmost importance to make them feel safe, it’s best to use this to be a more supportive friend and a member of the rpc!!

on a sidenote, i’m also here to tell you about tone indicators !! keep in mind that i didn’t come up with nor invent the concept of tone tags itself, but it was being spread around for a while now and i’d figured i’d talk about it !! essentially, tone indicators are used to indicate if the person is joking, being serious, etc., neurodivergent people often have trouble conveying and understanding emotion and tone through written text, using tone indicators is really helpful for neurodivergent people to make it easier for them to read/convey, it is also very helpful for people with anxiety. i encourage anyone who reads this to also type the meaning of the tone tag ( i.e: i love you !! /p for platonic ), so it is more accessible for neurodivergent and disabled people, like those who use screen readers.

“why should we use tone tags?” one might ask, but as an autistic, disabled and otherwise neurodivergent person myself, sometimes i don’t always get my friends and fellow mutual’s tones by their message but when they use tone indicators, it helps me understand and, not to mention that it can be really helpful and avoid misunderstandings. i would also like to note that NOT ALL neurodivergent people want you to use tone indicators on them, so if they don’t want you to use tone tags on them, please respect their wishes.

“i don’t like tone tags!” one might add, well, okay... but don’t make fun of the people that use them, it’s not a big deal, and if you’re a neurotypical who insists on not using tone tags when a neurodivergent person clearly asked you to, get your head out of your ass.

“using /j at the end of a joke ruins it!!” one might bitch, and okay but... it might be ruined for you, but it still makes me laugh, personally, so please try and get used to it, and not to mention, what’s more important: making sure you’re clear with your tone so that there’s no misunderstandings or throwing a fit just because the joke’s ruined for you?

additionally, some other things to keep in mind !! please do not mock the use of tone tags, you may not need them but some people do, not everyone can tell when something is a joke, when someone’s either being platonic, romantic or sexual in intentions, etc.,, especially when there’s no visual cues or tones of voice to help us, just be nice about it, it’s... really not hard, man. if you don’t use a tone tag and someone reads the tone of your statement incorrectly, do not get upset with them or laugh at them for not getting it - that is perpetuating ableism and/or sanism, whether you intentionally intend it or not. just kindly clarify and next time, keep in mind that tone tags are very helpful for neurodivergent, disabled and people with anxiety disorders. using a tone tag isn’t an excuse to be mean either, you can’t just say something mean or not cool and then put /j ( “joking” ) after it to get away with it, don’t be an ass. if you’re saying something that could be anxiety inducing for others, i would highly recommend putting the tone tags at not only the end but also the beginning of that post. do not intentionally use tone tags incorrectly “as a joke”, to confuse people, etc., the entire point of tone tags is to clarify, not confuse people, if you intentionally use them incorrectly, you’re an ass. keep in mind that no one has to use all the tone tags, use what you’d like, respect others who use what they would like, use them however feels rights to you. for me personally, sometimes i use multiple, sometimes only one, or sometimes none at all, just do what feels right, depending on who i’m talking to and how long i’ve known this person or group of people i’m speaking to, it’ll be fine, and if someone asks for clarification on what you mean, that’s okay, kindly clarify for them. additionally, please be patient if people don’t know what tone tags are, someone might not even be aware of what they are and that’s not their fault, just patiently explain it to them or link them to a source !! education always helps !! please don’t use “/srs or serious” as a joke, some neurodivergent and/or disabled people don’t need you to use three tone tags, and in my case, i’m presuming you’re neurotypical if you’re doing that when conversing with me, but what i’m trying to say is it looks like you’re babying us neurodivergents / disabled folx, so try to use only two tags ( that is, if that person is okay with it !! ), because some people don’t need you to use three tags.

please note that the following aren’t every single example out there and there are different terminologies in different languages, but they are important, a few examples of these are: 

“/j = joking / used when saying something in a joking manner, “so im pretty much the president of oreos /j”, 

“/hj = half joking / used when saying something that’s kind of a joke but kind of serious / “well,,,,, im usually right /hj” / 

“/s or /sarc / refers to the opposite of what you really want to say / “i just [clenches fists] love...... being sad..... /s”, 

“/srs / used when saying something you really mean / “i really appreciate you /srs””, 

“/nsrs = not serious / used when saying something not too seriously / “you’re the worst /nsrs”, 

“/lh = lighthearted = used when something’s said lightheartedly / “hEY LEAVE ME OUT OF THIS /lh” / i’d say something like this when me and my friends would get into a silly argument and they’re trying to ask my opinion on a topic”, 

“/ij = referring to something that’s only understood by people with special knowledge about something, typically only a small group of friends or a group of people would be aware of, those outside of the group would most likely be confused by it or not find it funny in the same way people within in the group would / “aAAAAAAAAA MY NUGGIES!!!!! /ij””, 

“/ref = a reference to media, usually movies, tv, music, etc., “yOU SHALL NOT PAAAAAAAASSSSSSS /ref”, 

“/t = teasing, use when teasing someone or provoking someone, often playfully, “aiight sure mx idk wtf im doin /t”, 

“nm = not mad, to indicate you’re not actually mad or upset about something / “ow... i felt that /nm”, 

“lu = a little upset / used when about about something or someone, but not too upset / “oh... that sucks /lu”, 

“/nbh = “nobody here” = often used when talking about something vague to ensure your friends it’s not indirectly to or about them / “sometimes i just wanna..... tell someone to shut the fuck up /nbh”, 

“/nay = not at you / used when saying something but not meaning it at the person you’re responding to / “god i can’t stand lame people /nay”, 

“/ay = “at you”, make the person aware you’re addressing them”, 

“/g or /gen = used when saying or asking something for real / “i’m proud of you /g” or “have you watched the news?? /gen”, 

“/th = threat, used when giving a genuine threat / “if you don’t stop, i’ll block you /th”, 

“/p = platonic, a friendship type of love, used when saying something with platonic intentions / “i love you /p”, 

“/r = romantic intentions, typically of partners when saying something with romantic intentions / “i love you /r””, 

“/a = alterous, an attraction best described as wanting emotional closeness without necessarily being at all or entirely platonic and/or romantic, used when saying with alterous intentions / “i love you /a””

“/m = metaphor / used when saying something metaphorically / “god you’re a shining star /m””

“/li = literal / used when saying something literally / “i hate pears /li””

“/rh = rhetorical / a question asked in order to create a dramatic effect or to make a point rather than to get an answer / used when saying or asking something rhetorically / “who cares? /rh””

“/hyp = hyperbole, exaggerated statements or claims not meant to be taken literally ; “i have a million things to do today”

“/sx = sexual intent, used when meaning something in a sexual way”, 

“/nsx = nonsexual intent, used when meaning something in a not sexual way”, 

“/pos = positive / used when saying something and meaning it in a positive way / “omg im gonna cry /pos”, implied they’re crying for a happy reason”, 

“/neg = negative / used when saying something and meaning it in a negative way / “omg im gonna cry /neg”, implied they’re crying for an upsetting reason”, and 

“/neu = neutral / used to show that what you’re saying is neutral or that you feel indifferent about it / “yeah i don’t care man do what you want /neu”, you don’t care about something but not in a mean or a negative way, you’re just indifferent”.

on a final note, HERE is a list of tone tags both in english and in other languages ( namely italian, spanish, portuguese, french, polish, german, lithuanian, serbian, dutch, indonesian, romanian, bulgarian, russian, hebrew, japanese, mandarin and korean !! ) and HERE are the list of sources about the content of tone tags !! i wish everyone reading this a lovely day !!

#** blog; mod angie. #** blog; mod post. #** blog; okay to reblog. #tw; long post #tw; sex mention

[newpersonnality]

I don't want to be rude or anything but just because Lola's the main how can you immediately love her and worry about her even if she has been through a difficult event? I don't say we should hate her obviously but in reality how many people that you don't you immediately start to like and care about even if you know they have been through stuff? It's not only to you I see many other people too. Learn her story then decide if you like her, it's liking Lucas immediately cos he's gay

Hello Anon!

Listen, i totally understand your message, and I agree to an extent. Yes, we’ve seen Lola for only 2 clips now (plus the bits from s5 but yeah, i dont really count them), and ofc it’s too soon to form an opinion entirely on her and who she is.

Now, I think you can connect to a character even if you haven’t seen them for long. You’re not connecting to “them” entirely, but more of what they giving off. In two clips, we saw a new main, apparently very broken, but with a delicate aura to her (the way she was taking pictures of the details around her). She is going through a lot, something very hard, so yeah i “worry” about her.

You said in your ask “how many people that you don't (know) you immediately start to like and care about even if you know they have been through stuff?”. My answer will be personal but i care about people. (i sound like an asshole oh my god). Even people i dont particularly like, when i see them going through stuff, I feel sad for them and i want to help. It doesn’t mean i’ll like them more in the future but if i see someone not doing well and i can do something to help, I have to at least try.

This being said, I don’t know for sure if i am gonna love Lola. I think i’m gonna be super annoyed with her in the future when she makes life hard for Daphné and probably other people who care for her. I don’t think she is gonna be perfect, and I dont want her to be. But she is going through something and i want her to be happy and safe.

Lastly, because this answer is already turning out to be too long, this is a show and I wont treat it as anything more than that. Also, this is Tumblr where being over dramatic about ANYTHING (positive and negative) is in our DNA.

What im trying to say:

- I care for Lola as the new main of the show because something happened to her, i relate, and i just want to be happy

- i understand about the ‘stan’ culture you’re annoyed by and in my case my posts and tags are not that serious, it’s just a fun way to enjoy the show.

I hope this answers your question and don’t hesitate come talking to me off anon if you want to discuss it more :))

#skam france

[iwillgiveyoumyhappiness]

박우진, Park Woojin

anonymous asked:

hihi!! i would like to request some fluff with woojin from AB6IX, I’m not sure if you do requests outside your prompt lists but, maybe a scenario where the reader is youngmin’s bestfriend and she has always lowkey had a crush on woojin hehe and some cute youngmin bestfriend moments thank youu

Group: AB6IX

Member: Woojin (and a considerable amount of platonic Youngmin)

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“Hey!” you snapped at Youngmin, pushing his hands away from your head. “I said you could touch my hair—not mess it up!”

The boy laughed at your antics. “I wasn’t messing it up,” he defended himself. “I was giving it character.” 

You rolled you eyes. “What kind of a screwed up character were you giving it?”

He thought for a moment. “Frankenstein’s wife?” he offered. “That kind of feeling.”

You pulled your fist back, like a threat to punch him, but you both knew better than that. You could never hit that idiot. You both just ended up laughing at each other as you sunk further into your couch. 

He sucked in a breath after your giggle fritz was over. “So,” he started, “how’s things with you and Woojin?” 

You quirked a brow. “What’re you talking about?” 

He gave you a look. “Oh, come on. I’ve seen you with crushes before, and he’s totally one of them.” 

“Well...” You didn’t have any clever comebacks. “Maybe a little bit,” you mumbled back, shifting around a little. 

‘A little bit’ was a massive understatement. You’d had an eye on Youngmin’s friend for quite some time now. You appreciated his quiet awkwardness, his snaggle tooth, his secretly dopey behavior in contrast to his outwardly cool demeanor. 

His dancing wasn’t a negative trait either. 

Youngmin clapped his hands, like a self-congratulations. “Knew it,” he snorted. “So, what’re you gonna do about it?” 

“Nothing,” you shrugged. 

He did a double-take. “Can you repeat that?” 

“I’m not gonna do anything about it,” you said. “We’ve said two and a half words to each other, I doubt he’s interested in me.” 

A sly smile spread on his lips. “I don’t know,” he said, an impish glow in his eyes. “You might be surprised.” 

Your ears perked up. “Wait a minute. Are you saying he likes me?” 

“I didn’t say that.” 

You scrambled to your knees, waddling yourself clumsily closer to your best friend. “Im Youngmin, you have a 0% strength poker-face, so tell me! Does he have a crush on me or not?” 

He held in a snort. “Why would he? It’s like you model yourself after a penguin.”

“Youngmin!”

He held up his hands in defense. “I’m being serious—I don’t know! Just don’t write him off just yet, yeah? Try befriending him and hanging out some. Maybe you’ll be shocked.”

You huffed, sitting back down. “But that’ll take time... I’m impatient.” 

“I know,” he chuckled. He poked you with his sock feet. “That’s why your brother’s gonna help you out! I’ve got a foolproof plan up my sleeve, m’lady.” 

You smacked his foot away with your own. “You’re not my brother.” 

“But you love me like one,” he said as you both started having a fencing battle with your legs. 

A small smile broke across your face as you jabbed him in the ankle. “True enough.” 

It was around 11:46 at night when you got a text from Youngmin, jolting you up from a half-dozed state. Hesitantly, you rolled yourself out of bed to grab your phone off your desk. 

For anyone else, you would’ve let it wait till morning, but when you heard that special ringtone, you didn’t tend to ignore it—no matter how much you wanted to. He’d been there for you in the tough times and late nights, so it only felt right to do the same for him. 

You unlocked your phone, cringing from the sudden brightness in the room.

From: Youngminnie

Subject: Official Plan for Seducing My Group Mate

You rolled your eyes at the title before clicking it open. Your eyebrows immediately furrowed at the number of steps there were. 10 steps, perfectly typed out a labeled. As expected of Youngmin. 

‘Do I have to read all this tonight? -_-’ you asked.

Three moving dots. 

‘You don’t have to,’ he wrote back. ‘But you should. For good dreams. ;D’

You chuckled at the reply. “Fine, then,” you sighed to yourself, flipping on your lamp and plopping down in your shockingly comfortable rolling chair. 

Step 1: Come To More Hangouts

The kids and I hang out often, so you should start tagging along! 

You weren’t sure if you liked that idea very much. Being the outsider in a close group didn’t seem very appealing to you. That was until you noticed the message right under it.

I promise I won’t let you sixth-wheel, you coward. 

Ah. He knew you too well.

Step 2: Exchange Numbers

I think this one’s a given. After you make that initial connection—jump on him! Well... Not literally, since he’s very important to the team, but you know what I mean. Sure, I could just give you his number, but that’d be no fun, and I know you’re too awkward to actually start a conversation with him. 

Step 3: Find Common Interests

Just look for something you two can do together. I’d say try dancing with him, but we both know the extent of your noodle-arm-ness (not to be offensive, or anything). I don’t think I can help you here, ‘cause I want you to get to know each other authentically, but I know you’ll figure something out.

Step 4: Share An Intimate Moment

I don’t mean it like THAT, you weirdo. I just mean a vulnerable moment. Like, I know it’s scary, but be open with him about something personal. Not too personal, though. Remember, I’m watching you, kid. That, or be there for him when he’s not doing too well. You know work can be stressful for us. Now that! I can give you a tip on that. I’ll let you know when he’s not doing so well. He’ll need comfort, don’t you think~? Warning, though. If you kiss him in front of me, I’ll end both of you.

Step 5: Do Something He Likes Doing

If he invites you somewhere, you better go. Even if you have plans with me, cancel. I’ll be the understanding, amazing, incredible, most-loved best friend that I am and forgive your sins. Wow! I’m really such a guardian angel!  

Step 6: Compliment Him

It’s okay if you do it moderately throughout your time together, but make this one something BIG. Make him think on it! Give him that heart-flutter that only you can provide. 

Step 7: Hang Out At Your Place

It’s a big step, this one. You have to let a guy in your house! ...besides me. I just realized how that sounded as I typed it. Yes, I do regret it, if you’re wondering. Disregarding that; just hang out together! Have a good time, play some games, be safe (please don’t kill me for that) and let him see how fun you are to hang out with on your own! 

Step 8: Tease Him

Again, I don’t mean this in a weird way. I just mean it in a playful way. I have no doubt that you’ll do plenty of it without having to consult the step since you warm up to people in a snap, but I wanted to write it down just in case. Do something a little flirty at some point, please. He blushes easily, despite how tough he seems. He’s a real dork!

Step 9: Have a Sleepover At the Dorms

I know this one seems a little weird, but I think it’s a good idea. If you have a sleepover, you’ll be able to see if you can actually stand him for an entire day, an entire night, and then the next morning. A good test, I think! You’ll be able to see if he’s truly your “chosen one”. Plus, he won’t sleep naked for one night... Blessing, really. 

Step 10 (final step): Hook, Line and Sinker

Now’s the time! I know you’ve totally captured his heart by now, so you should just confess your feelings honestly. Don’t chicken out!! I know Woojin, so he won’t ditch you, even if he doesn’t feel the same. Might be awkward for half a second, but he’ll come around. 

You rubbed the tiredness out of your eyes, glancing at the clock. 12:31 AM. You sighed and groaned, stretching out your stiff limbs. You discarded your phone, switched off the light and threw yourself into bed with an unladylike flop. “Bed, how I missed thee, my love...”  

Even though you felt exhaustion flooding your body, drawing you into what you hoped would be restful sleep, you still felt grateful to Youngmin. 

Your best friend and number one wing-man. 

There you stood, three weeks later, outside of a cafe, a little bit frozen in your spot. You could see Youngmin and the others through the window, chatting freely. They looked so happy together. So at peace. 

You slowly turned around, muttering to yourself, “Oh, gosh... I don’t want to do this. They’re all having fun. You’re gonna butt in and have no place. You’re gonna be the dead fish! The black sheep! The gray cloud!” You shook your head, trying to clear yourself of those thoughts. 

“No,” you told yourself, giving yourself a light slap on the cheek to wake yourself up from your self-inflicted nightmare. “Come on! You’ve got this. This is Step 1: Come To More Hangouts! Youngmin will never let you live this down if you don’t just—!”

“What are you doing?” 

The voice shocked you, making you yelp and clumsily karate chop whatever poor person that had been unfortunate enough to appear behind you. And of course—just your luck—the person had to be Park Woojin. 

He rubbed his shoulder, an amused grin on his face. “Ouch,” he chuckled. “You pack quite the punch, don’t ya?” 

You forcefully snapped your jaw shut. “I am so sorry,” you said, clasping your hands together. You tittered nervously. “At the thought of being attacked I... became a ninja, I guess.”

He shrugged. “Youngmin has a cool ninja friend, then,” he said. Your shoulders became less tense at his relaxed attitude. Something about him made you feel very at ease. “He sent me out here to get you.” 

You nodded slowly, trying to breathe normally. “Yeah, sorry about that. I was just lost in thought.” 

“Oh, yeah?” He quirked a brow, a slight smirk on his lips. “Youngmin said that you were probably stressing out over whether or not you should come in.” 

Your jaw dropped again. “He ratted me out,” you breathed out, disbelief lacing your tone.

“Guess he knows you pretty well.” 

You crossed your arms. “Yup. That’s what years of friendship gets you. Stone-cold betrayal.”

He masked a snort with a cough. “You know what,” he said. “You’re actually pretty funny.” 

Your ears perked up. “Really?” 

Hmm... Maybe Step 1 was a success after all. 

The steps after that were rather successful, too. 

During Step 2: Exchange Numbers, you’d lost track of time and accidentally called him around two in the morning, only realizing your mistake after he’d picked up with a voice deep and raspy from broken sleep. 

“Hey!” you had said, voice chipper and upbeat. “I just wanted to check in on you.” 

He had just chuckled on the other line. “At 2 AM?”

Your eyes immediately snapped to your clock. “Oh my gosh,” you gasped. “I didn’t even realize it was that late. I’ll hang up now, I’m so sorry.” 

He caught you before you left. “It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway. Wanna talk for a while?” 

During Step 3: Find Common Interests, you’d mentioned your love for stargazing while the six of you sat in the practice room and ate lunch. Without any real effort, Woojin had invited himself along on one of your excursions.

That was probably the most at peace you’d felt in a long time, despite your heart beating a little faster every time your elbows brushed as you laid in the grass together, side-by-side, looking up at the vast expanse of sky. 

“Stargazing was a good idea,” he’d breathed out into the cold night air, creating a puff of contrast in front of his face. “I’m glad you dragged me along.”

You scoffed. “I didn’t drag you anywhere,” you laughed, elbowing him in the side. “You came of your own accord, I didn’t even invite you.” 

“You saying you don’t want me here?” he asked, rubbing his side and giving you a knowing smile. 

You crinkled your nose at him. “I didn’t say that.” 

Now, Step 4: Share An Intimate Moment... That one came as a surprise to you. You didn’t expect to be hanging out with everyone, having a perfectly wonderful time, and then suddenly feel so overwhelmed. 

You didn’t expect to excuse yourself to the bathroom when you felt tears welling up in your eyes. You didn’t expect your mind to get flooded with so many thoughts about how stressed you were and how much you weren’t pleased with yourself. You didn’t expect it. 

Not all of a sudden.

Though, you also didn’t expect Woojin to follow close behind you. You didn’t expect him to knock on the door with three gentle taps of his knuckles and ask, “Are you okay in there?” just louder than a whisper. 

You didn’t expect to open the door for him and bury your face in his chest as he stroked your hair. You didn’t expect him to close the door again so you could cry in peace without anyone prying. 

You didn’t expect the two of you to slide down the door, end up in a messy pile on the floor and lean against each other while he whispered small words of encouragement and comfort.  

You didn’t expect to start falling asleep on his shoulder when he started humming softly. You didn’t expect him to say, “You’re pretty endearing when you’re half-asleep”. You didn’t expect him not to ask about what was bothering you. He just sat there, listening to you cry and rubbing your back in long, gentle strokes. 

You were grateful for that. You didn’t even fully understand why you were crying.

It was unexpected... But it was wonderful. You thought you were going to be the one comforting him, but in the end, you were the one that needed it. Needed him. But that just proved something to you. 

It proved that he was worth the ten steps you would have to take to reach his heart. It proved to you that he would be there for you in the tough times, and that he was totally worth you being there for him. 

It proved to you that when you completed Step 5: Do Something He Likes Doing, he genuinely meant it when he said, “I wanna hear you sing” when he dragged you out to karaoke with some of his friends from highschool.

It proved to you that when you went through Step 6: Compliment Him, he had a truly soft heart. Even more so than Youngmin had said! 

“You dance really well,” you had told him one day after watching one of AB6IX’s performances. 

He froze a little, the compliment catching him off guard. “Well... Thanks,” he said.

You eyes widened and a smile spread across your face. “Are you blushing?” you giggled. 

He scoffed and turned away from you. “Absolutely not.” 

“You totally are!”

“Not!”

Youngmin walked by, smacking his shoulder playfully. “Are,” he said, flashing you a supportive wink. 

You gained a proud look on your face. “See? Your leader’s on my side! You can’t deny me!”

Woojin rolled his eyes playfully. “Fine, fine. Whatever you say.”

“It is whatever I say!” you determined. “And I say, I like the way you dance.” 

He suddenly turned around, causing you to bump into his chest. “And I like your hugs,” he said. He waited expectantly. “So are you gonna give me one?” 

It proved to you that when you went through Step 7: Hang Out At Your Place, you didn’t need to feel awkward or worried at all. He made you feel nervous, but nervous in the best way. The nervousness of heart-eyes and butterflies. 

So, in a way, that nervousness gave you peace. That nervousness was your place of balance and tranquility. You could always come to Park Woojin and know you would feel the same way, no matter how much time passed. 

Warm. Always so incredibly warm. 

It made you impatient for Step 10, but you knew that it was a selfish and foolish wish. If you could speed up time (like you wished for sometimes), you would miss precious moments that you spent with him.  

You would miss watching a movie with him at sunset, a fluffy blanket draped over your laps, though you sat a good distance away from each other. 

You would miss hogging said fluffy blanket just a little too much and him threatening, “If you steal the blanket one more time, I’m putting my cold-ass feet on your bare thigh.”

You would miss the fun events of Step 8: Tease Him that ended with you both running around an old playground at midnight, trying to throw melting ice cream at each other. 

You would miss Step 9: Have a Sleepover At the Dorms, which resulted in you having the best night of your life. You didn’t think you’d ever laughed so much since you were born. You had seen Youngmin constantly put the placement of games in such a way that you would be sitting next to Woojin.

He really was the best wing-man. 

The best part of that evening hadn’t been the loudest or funniest, though... It had been when everyone had fallen asleep on you and you were left to do the dishes after a super unhealthy (but very delicious) meal. 

Well... Mostly everybody. 

“Let’s do the dishes together.” 

Of course, it was Park Woojin.

Finally, after all the waiting... It was time for Step 10: Hook, Line and Sinker. 

You didn’t think you would be so nervous. 

“Crap...” you mumbled to yourself. “Why am I so sweaty all of a sudden?” You eyes widened. “Did I forget to put on deodorant? Holy crap—”

You felt a comforting touch on your shoulder. “Calm down!” Youngmin said. He turned your head, making you look at him. “You’re gonna be okay, all right?”

“Am I, though?” You gestured to your knees. “I’m trembling, Minnie!”

He clicked his tongue and put his hands on his hips. “Repeat after me,” he said. You nodded. He was weird, but he was usually right. “I am a strong, fantastic, charming young woman,” he spoke, confidence in his tone.

“Are you now?” you snorted.

He snapped his fingers in your face. “Take it seriously!”

“Fine!” You rolled your eyes. “I am a strong, fantastic, charming young woman,” you echoed dryly. 

“I could have any man I want,” he continued. You repeated him. “But I don’t want just any man.” 

You took a deep breath. “But I don’t want just any man.” 

“I only want one,” he said.

You felt yourself winding down. “I only want one.”

“I want Woojin.” 

You copied him, “I want Woojin.” 

He flashed you a toothy grin. “Nice one! Now—what are you?”

“A strong, fantastic, charming young woman,” you said with a grin, “and I could have any man I want.” 

“But do you want just any man?” 

You shook you head. “No, I don’t.”

“Then who do you want?” 

You didn’t hesitate at all. “Woojin. I want Park Woojin.”

A slow clap sounded from the other side of the room, shocking both of you.

“That was quite the show.” You both recognized the voice immediately. 

Youngmin gave you a quick tap on the shoulder, a silent ‘good luck’. “I’m gonna go,” he whispered before breezing past you and out of the door of the previously empty practice room. 

You slowly turned around—albeit a little awkwardly—to face Woojin. “How much of that did you...” you were struggling with words at the moment. 

“Hear?” he finished for you, a playful grin on his face, showcasing his snaggle tooth. “Pretty much all of it.”

You hid your face in your hands, “Oh my gosh,” you groaned. You peeked through the spaces in between your fingers. “And what do you think?” you asked shyly. 

A short pause just for him to walk closer and grab your hands, pulling them away from your face. Once again, his cheeks were painted the slightest shade of pink. 

“I think that I love you,” he said softly. “I think that you are love.”  

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Hey, Anon! I hope you enjoyed fluffy Woojin. I had a little trouble with the pacing when I started writing it, but I think it came out all right. ^-^ Though, that’s really your decision, isn’t it?

I hope you enjoyed it a lot! Feel free to stop by again. 

#ab6ix #ab6ix woojin #park woojin #for anon #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #kpop angst #fluffy #fluff #ab6ix youngmin #lim youngmin #best friend

[yeoldontknow]

an update and some food for thought

hi friends. this will be the only time i will address the things that have gone on the last 24 hours on this blog. i do not, under any circumstances, enjoy drama or attempt to invite it to this space. my blog is meant to be a place of positivity, creativity, expression, safety, and conversation. it is not a place where i welcome negativity or harassment, and i certainly dont like having my friends or followers feel put in a position to defend me. im aware i did not ask them to, but who i am as a person doesnt actually like being the center of this kind of attention. and that is why i am saying the following once, and only once so that this conversation can stop.

i am putting my thoughts under a cut because i dont want to clog dashes.

balls deep, as with all my stories, was written from a place of fantasy. there is, quite honestly, nothing real about it. logistically, it makes no sense. hygienically, it makes no sense. but it is a fantasy of what if, an exaggeration of a very real kink i have. this is not to say i am unaware of the questionable morality of the setting, nor am i glossing over the very obvious problems of the location. and most of all, i absolutely do not condone the themes of that story. what i am saying, is that i walked into writing the story knowing that some would be uncomfortable with it. as with anything i write, i dont write to fulfill a large, broad group with perpetually safe topics. i write to experiment, i write to explore, and i write to learn. you can call this experimentation a failure, but i was very happy with it. i have never ever written anything like that before, and it is a stepping stone to other things i want to write. does this mean those types of settings will be used again? i cant really say. what i can say is that there are other, more morally ambiguous ideas i want to explore when it comes to sex, kinks, and emotions, and while i absolutely can see the perspective of the anons who voiced their concerns with me, i wanted the opportunity to voice my own.

this did not happen due to a number of anons that offered absolutely no constructive criticism or feedback. there were only three anons out of 27 that wanted to offer opinions about how this story made them feel, about how the structure or setting could have been different. the rest?  told me i deserved to die. that i was a pedophile. that i need to go to prison. that i deserved to be banned from tumblr and writing altogether. that i was a disgusting excuse for human being. that it was offensive id even suggest they read the story. but, i never ever expect everyone to read what i write. the story was properly warned and tagged and the moodboard is a visual of where the story heads. now, i dont ever want to say a person shouldnt read what i write. i love giving the benefit of the doubt, and i love learning how others with the same kinks as me feel about what i write. if they genuinely were into the warnings, and read and saw something that was inherently wrong, i was ready to talk about it. but i got none of that. instead, i was met with majority harassment and hate.

the anons i received that voiced concerns were exciting for me, and taught me a valuable lesson. i was able to see their reasoning behind some of the issues they had, and went back and edited some of the dialogue to mitigate the concerns. and even though the story was properly warned, moving forward i will be changing my warning methods. i am still deciding how this will look, how deep i will want to go, but im astutely aware of the very real triggers this may have roused in some readers, and i want to make sure - in the effort of maintaining this safe space - that those kinds of responses dont happen again with my readers, friends, or strangers. my intention with anything i write is to inspire, to encourage conversation or criticism, and to explore methods of self-expression - no matter how wrong or uncomfortable. hero, for example, contains incredibly triggering themes - chapters 7 and 13 spring immediately to mind. brooklyn is burning also contains some pretty irresponsible smut and triggering themes. and my upcoming work for joyride & finesse will also be extremely triggering. so the responses i did receive from respectful anons was considerate and helpful for me.

again, i want to make clear i am not glossing over the setting. if anything, the types of settings included in public sex kinks range from places like this to other, more open spaces. amusement parks. parks in general. fairs. ive even read a story that took place in a bouncy castle. kink, in many cases, intersects with fantasy - it is a kink because we want to try it or think about it, feel excitement from it, but are told we morally shouldnt and therefore it becomes regarded as a kink. the term kink itself contains a range of definitions, including sexual perversion, participation in uncommon sex acts, and non-traditional sex acts. that’s just scratching the surface. in order for me to grow as a writer its important i branch out and try things not everyone will enjoy or approve of - sometimes, things not even i would approve of. so i thank those anons for voicing their opinions - it was an excellent litmus test for the rest of my days on tumblr.

but for those who thought spouting hate and vitriol my way would be an effective way of telling me never to try something, i am sorry. i cannot let you win. ive said before the readership on my blog is important to me, and i am fully aware i have been called a role model or an inspiration to young writers. if they see someone like me, someone much older and confident in their skills, let someone harass them into silence, that is worse to me than upsetting a handful of people. so no, you did not win.

balls deep has been edited and will be posted again sometime this week, in its new form. anon asks will remain off. because if you want to voice your concerns, i want to speak with you and see you. i want a real conversation, not hate.

thank you all for your flood of warm, kind, and supportive messages. i really am thankful for the ambush of support that has stemmed from this. from now to eternity however, i am seeking mature conversations and helpful, considerate feedback. that is how you foster an open, expressive community. i love all of you to the moon and back.

#psa

[callboxkat]

Infinitesimal (part 20)

Author’s note: hello!

Warnings: talk of trauma, injuries, and illness, fear

Word count: 1319

Look for the masterpost in the notes!

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Logan led the way to his bedroom, Roman at his side. He closed the door behind them with a quiet click, then gestured at his bed. Roman sat down there, and Logan took the desk chair. Logan cleared his throat.

“I believe that I may have figured out what happened to Patton before we found him. Or, at least, an important part of the story.”

“You weren’t interrogating him, were you?” Roman’s voice didn’t hold the same bite as before, but Logan still frowned at the question.

“I was not,” he insisted. “Although… I must admit that the way I found out was not the way I would have chosen.”

Roman brushed a hand through his hair. “What happened?”

“He and I were eating together, after you left, and I mentioned—,” Logan broke off to sigh, “—that doll furniture might be more suitable to his needs than using bottlecaps, and he had a rather negative reaction to it.”

“Is he…?”

“He is okay now. I managed to calm him, and we finished our meal without further incident.”

Roman said nothing, but he gave a single nod, and Logan continued.

“I believe that he may have been held prisoner by someone who forced him to behave as if he were a doll. It would explain the clothes, as well as the bruises on his torso, and the likely malnutrition.”

“What does being a doll have to do with malnutrition?”

“Dolls do not have to be fed. Additionally, if his captor were, perhaps, a child, that captor would have less of an understanding of how to properly care for a living being. Hence, the malnutrition and the injuries. It makes sense, Roman.”

Roman put his elbows on his knees and leaned forward, releasing a heavy breath. “You’re telling me you think a kid did that to him?”

“I believe that it is entirely possible.”

Roman paused, then shook his head and covered his face with his hands.

…

After his and Logan’s talk, Roman retreated to his room, feeling rather distracted. While he had known that Patton had been through some things—awful things—the idea that a child might have been the perpetrator was almost unthinkable.

He spent the entirety of his ‘nap’ staring at the wall, lost in thought.

…

Patton looked up when he heard and felt footsteps approaching, the dull vibrations growing stronger as they neared. They paused, and then one of the humans was knocking softly on the wall. Roman stuck his head around the corner a second later. Patton couldn’t help but jump, even though he had been expecting it.

“Hey, Pat,” he said with a smile. “How are you doing?”

Patton shrugged. Roman seemed to take his response as permission to enter the room. He walked in and sat in his chair—neither he nor Logan had brought them back into the kitchen today, which made Patton think that them deciding to sit with him would continue to be a regular occurrence.

There was something in Roman’s eyes when he looked at Patton, like he was sad, but the look was gone as soon as he noticed it.

“Would you mind if we changed your bandages? You can do everything, again—we won’t touch you. Logan just wants to check on your hands.”

Patton hesitated. He would rather not, but he probably didn’t have much of a choice. It was inevitable: even if Patton said no, they would just insist on changing his bandages later. So, all he did was shrug in a reluctantly agreeable sort of way.

“It’ll be quick, I promise,” Roman said softly before beckoning the other human in. Patton looked away. He disliked thinking about their previous interaction, about how he had completely lost it in front of him—again.

“Good evening,” Logan said. He had supplies in his hand, which he set down carefully on the table before Patton. Patton didn’t respond, which didn’t seem to surprise him, so he continued, “I hope you are doing well. Would you mind unwrapping your palms?”

Patton’s gaze darted up to look at Logan, then quickly away. He slowly started unwrapping the bandages around his hands. They came away much more easily than they had the last time they changed the bandages. The cuts had yet to heal completely, but they were scabbed over, and no longer hurt unless Patton put pressure on them.

Logan leaned slightly closer, squinted, then pulled a small black object out of his pocket. “This is a hand lens,” he explained. “It will allow me to see your hands without coming as close to you as otherwise necessary. May I use it?”

Patton stared, not understanding.

“He’s just going to hold it over your hand,” Roman said. “It’s a glorified piece of glass that he’s going to look through.”

Oh. That didn’t sound too bad. And if it meant that the human wouldn’t be looming over right above him…. Patton hesitantly nodded. Logan brought the object closer and held it over his hands as Roman had described. Logan looked down at the round bit of glass in its center, and when Patton followed his gaze, he was startled to see that it made his hand appear many, many times greater in size than it actually was. Logan inspected his hands for a moment before nodding as if satisfied. He took the hand lens away again.

“Is the cut on your back still healing well?” Logan asked. “Would you find it beneficial to rebandage it?”

Patton quickly shook his head, very much not wanting to turn his back on the humans. The older wound didn’t need a bandage, although Patton probably still would have refused if it did. Logan didn’t press him.

“In that case, you may go ahead and replace these bandages,” Logan said. “Your hands are healing nicely. If you continue to be careful with them, they should be good as new in no time.”

Patton felt a sense of relief go through him, and he reached for the bandages. He managed to wrap each palm one-handed. It was faster this time, since it was easier to move his fingers.

“Alright, then,” Logan said. He reached forward towards the remaining supplies. Patton scooted back a half-inch as Logan grabbed them and then got up to take the supplies elsewhere in the building. Roman, still seated, turned to smile at Patton. The sad look flashed in his eyes again.

“Would you like to watch some more cartoons with me?” he asked. “I’ll keep the volume low.”

Patton blinked up at him for a minute, debating, but he really did want to watch more. He hesitantly nodded.

Roman looked pleased. He got up and started messing around with the television again, and within minutes, the same show as the day before was playing. Patton settled in to watch.

After a while, Patton noticed that the human seemed somewhat agitated. He kept shifting, tapping his fingers, messing with his hair. His attention moved from the television to Roman, wondering what was wrong. As he watched, Roman let out a sigh, paused the cartoon, and turned around. Patton looked away, not wanting to keep eye contact, but he managed not to flinch.

“Hey, Patton?”

The little messed with a stray thread on one of his blankets.

“I, um, I just wanted to say that… I don’t know what you’ve been through, I don’t know what happened; but… I know that it was bad. And I wanted to say I’m sorry… I’m sorry that it happened to you. And I know me saying it means nothing, but I—but I hope that one day you know that you’re safe now. That we care about you… and we will even after you leave.”

Patton slowly looked up, towards Roman. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Roman smiled sadly at him, turned around, and unpaused the show.

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[gryffinpuffthunderbird]

Jacob Character Challenge

I was tagged in @batgirl-87‘s Jacob challenge. Thanks for tagging! I had a lot of fun with this! (And might have hyper-focused on it a bit too much! >.>) Really want to do this for my MC now, but I don’t even know where to start!

I tag @lady-vossler and possibly @im-tom if he’s up for it. I’m not sure which of those following me, or that I follow have been tagged at this point. There’s so many!  So if you’re reading this and you wanna do it: Tag, you’re it.

Rules:

Make a collage of characters that summarize your version of Jacob. I like making posts with descriptive gifs, and quite a few others had used them, so of course I had to have them too.

Anywho...

Meet Jacob A. Lee

OK, mostly its  dorks, rebels, and lovable assholes. Often a combination of any of those.

More details (and gifs!) below:

Jim Stark (Rebel Without A Cause)

James Dean is actually a major style icon for Jacob. As far as the character goes, it more closely fits his not-so-great days. While he often seems to have a huge ego (and sometimes, he really really does), sometimes he’s just stressed, and tired, and dealing with more than he can handle when his good moods seem to have escaped him. While he loves his folks, and knows they love him, he often feels like he can’t ever fully satisfy them. And that feeling just continues in regards to the teachers during his time at Hogwarts. Especially given the trouble and occasional scraps he gets into. He works very hard to hide his struggles, when he really should confide in someone.

Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who)

Friends and family often see Jacob being goofy and passionate. He can be such a nerd, with childlike wonder. But if someone makes trouble for his loved ones, he can very quickly turn serious and even merciless. He is incredibly clever, good at solving puzzles, and is often known to preen after doing so. He can be rather vain, which sometimes causes him even more unnecessary trouble. He has very distinctly different modes. Childlike, curious, excited and then quiet, cold, analytical. But he never stops being passionate, it can just become harder to see when his ruthlessness shows through.

Agent Washington (Red Vs. Blue)

After dealing with R, Rakepick, the Cabal... He’s tired. Feels older than his age. The safety of his family depends entirely on him, while the general world sees him as mad, or a failure, or a criminal. While he just wants to fix what he had a part in breaking, and maybe have an actual life again. No matter what happens, he’s going to be bearing the emotional scars from what he’s been through, and even done, himself. After everything, it is hard to trust anyone. His paranoia becomes very strong, and there are very few people he would trust easily. 

Han Solo (Star Wars)

He wants so badly to be the rogue, the bad boy, the charismatic badass. And he...kind of is. But he’s still himself, he still has too good a heart in his core. And still very often finds himself in the middle of a mess due to overestimating his actual badassery. He has the skills he boasts of, but he’s still human, and still a bit of a dork. He’ll never quite live up to his own Hollywood Action Star expectations.

Leonard Snart (The Flash/Legends of Tomorrow)   

Very close to his younger sister, and tries to keep a bit of an eye on her when he can. He knew her well enough to know she was capable of more trouble than himself someday. Did his best to protect her when they were younger, but more importantly, made sure she had the strength of will and skills to take care of herself. He can be focused and analytical at times, but aware of just how badly things could go. Sometimes he’s gotten in trouble when he’s just trying to get things done, but sometimes because he just thought it’d be fun to cause trouble. He is capable of sacrificing someone for the sake of the overall goal (which in his case is ‘Right/Justice”).  Or for the sake of the people he loves.

Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer)

He is rather charming and charismatic on his good days. When he’s having a good day, or moment, his ego and vanity are through the roof, and he sees no reason to not go for broke and enjoy the ride. Few people are aware that he is also quite capable of despising himself, mostly because he hides it behind his preening and sarcastic humor. Sometimes he plays music purely for the delight of it. Sometimes as a means of escaping his more negative thoughts.

Ferris Bueller (Ferris Bueller’s Day Off)

A natural ringleader, not only does Jacob have a talent for seizing the moment and causing trouble, but often drags his friends along with him. He’s clever at setting traps or managing to have an alibi, and very capable liar when he finds it necessary. While he likes to have a space that is just his, he craves a certain amount of attention. He is not what you might call shy. Can be selfish and thoughtless at times, and always taken aback when called on it, as he often doesn’t consider some of what he does as a problem for those its unintended for.

Tadashi Hamada (Big Hero 6)

A lot of his sister’s independence and confidence is due to his relationship with her. The two siblings were very close, him often acting as a ‘safe zone’ for her. They have two younger siblings, but they are quite a bit younger, and didn’t form that same bond with the older two. What music she knows (playing and listening) was taught and highly influenced by Jacob. She always looked up to him, seeing him as her role model. Losing Jacob was utterly heartbreaking for her, but she still tries to follow the example and path he always showed her. In her eyes he could do no wrong. And she knew he was exactly the type of person who would run into a burning building for someone he deeply cared for.

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #hphm jacob #jacob's sibling

[charlicpace]

hello pace! we’re a newly revamped skeleton rp about a group of gifted vigilantes trying to protect their decaying city. could we please trouble you for an opinion? thank you so much!

hi there ! of course you can ! because this is the first opinion posted on this blog, i’m just gonna start with a little disclaimer both so you know, and for anybody who also might want an opinion in the future, but the rest is under the cut !

DISCLAIMER: my opinions/reviews are kind of a two in one, and always going to be worded as kindly as possible. everything i say is only said with the intention of helping to improve an rp so it can reach its full potential and thrive, both as somebody with a personal opinion on most things, someone who’s been an admin before, and someone who knows what the rpc is like and what they’re usually drawn to. i’m always going to be nice and try to focus on the positives before critiquing the negatives, and i fully understand and appreciate the hard work that goes into creating an rp; nothing sucks more than having your hard work ripped apart and i will never do that. everything will be split into sections that i think are important, just so i can keep track of what i have or haven’t said yet, and so it’s easier to read and doesn’t look like an intimidating chunk of Opinion ! and finally and most importantly, my opinion is just that ! an opinion ! in the grand scheme of things, the opinion of one person ( yours truly, in this case ! ) really doesn’t matter if i say something you disagree with and don’t wish to change, as you’re free to run your rp as you wish ! however, if at any point you wish for me to take this post down for any reason, please just ask and i’ll happily oblige. i’ll make the most private, but shoot you an im with the link to the private post so you can still refer back to it if you so wish !

spoiler: y’all are going in my rec tag !

FIRST IMPRESSION. immediately, i’m happy ! your theme is clean & tidy, and everything looks really neat and easy to navigate. all important information is easily accessible, and would definitely make me want to navigate around the main further even if i weren’t about to do so for opinion purposes ! your graphics are bloody lovely, and the first post i see when i load the main is a skeleton specifically for a non-binary character, and with a nb fc as one of the suggestions, so already i’m happy, and would be more inclined to consider applying if that was why i’m looking ! genuinely, i wouldn’t change a thing about the main’s appearance, i love it. 

CHARACTERS & FCs.i actually really love skeleton rps ! i could be wrong, but i feel like that’s actually an unpopular opinion these days ? but i love a good skeleton rp myself ! and i think you’ve found a really great balance between giving enough information to spark muse but leaving enough room for creative freedom, which can be hard ! it’s not often that i’m drawn to more than a couple of skeletons at most, but every single one i looked at is intriguing as heck. they’re such well-written characters that it’d be hard for anybody to create a muse that doesn’t end up being multidimensional and interesting —– at least i hope so. i love that there’s nb rep, skeletons specially made for characters of colour, and encouragement for ‘older’ characters. really, it’s great stuff. and writing the skeletons in second person ? genius !

PLOT.genuinely, i love the plot and the way it’s written. there’s enough information there to get a full grip on the rp and the plotline, but the way you’ve written it makes it easy to read, and you can get all the information required without being faced with a big block of text that a lot of people find intimidating. usually, i’d be put-off by the genre of superheros ( nothing to do with it as a genre, i’m sure it’s great, but it’s just not my thing, y’know ? ) but with the way the main is run and the plot in itself would really make that not matter to me ! i’m just a little bit in love with it. the world you’ve built is so intriguing ! 

GENERAL ADMINNING.again, this seems to be a very well run rp ! asks are answered with kindness and openness, and i’d personally have no problem sending an ask your way if i had any questions or approaching you via the ims if i needed to as a member. your dedication also shows in the fact that you guys have recently revamped, and whether it’s to give the rp a boost or to fine tune some things, it shows that you’re dedicated to your group and the members who’ll be joining, and would make me more inclined to apply, too — i love nothing more than dedicated admins. the only thing i’d say on a tad more negative note is that the gif icons you’re using might be a little small for my taste, but they’re nice and bright so don’t cause too much trouble when it comes to seeing them ! your activity limit being six days is very reasonable and considerate, and very much appreciated, and i also love that your rules state not to write godmoddy starters, as i feel like that’s often neglected when it comes to what people think gomodding is. the banning of any text smaller than , the inclusion of a mandatory triggers to tag list, the lack of specific age-bending rules, the opportunity to add any fcs that make you uncomfortable to the app, the fact that you state that anonymous can be turned off or not enabled in the first place, and the fact that properly using people’s pronouns is in your rules… all brilliant, brilliant things. the rp is obviously a safe, inclusive space, and you make that clear by showing and not telling, and it makes me more inclined to want to join and recommend to friends. i also think your starter rule is very fair, as i feel like a lot of rps take it too far as of recently, and make interactions quite limiting by forcing people to reply to starters that don’t fit their muse, or forcing them to take on more threads than they can handle. i think you’ve got the perfect balance, though, and encourage inclusivity and the lack of bubble rping without taking it too far. however, i’d perhaps say that if you’re allowing minors into the rp, the writing of smut at all might not be the best idea, even though the rules you have in place are appreciated, and to maybe add the banning of autoplay on character blogs.

EXTRAS.including questions about the muse in the app is such a brilliant idea ! both for your sake and helping to decipher who is the best applicant to fill the skeleton, but also for the folks applying, as it’ll lead to them to think about their muse a little deeper and think about things in the long-run. i really think it’ll help weed out the people who aren’t looking to stick around, even more than a full-app rp usually does !

ENDING NOTES.my friend, you’ve created something really special here. i genuinely, truly wish you the best of luck, and hope you thrive as it’s really well-deserved ! i know i tend to end up giving the lovechild of a standard review and your average opinion, but my opinion is that this rp is fucking glorious. i’m gonna finish each of these on this blog by asking myself would i consider joining this rp if i were looking for one, and the answer this time is a very firm and enthusiastic yes ! congratulations on your revamp, and for sticking to your rp and the ideas for nearly two years, and good luck !

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[spnbaby-67]

Secret Lives Chapter 2

A/n:  Hi ya’ll im hoping to get this out before tropical storm Alberto comes in and we are without power.  but keep in mind this is a filler chapter. the real  stuff starts next but its a bit of background on why Jensen’s on the road, thank you all so much for the love and comments on chapter one, honestly i was a bit scared, but glad this story is going places.  i got a direction on how its going and i apologize its a little late coming out. had a few rough days. remeber this is an alternate supernatural universe, jensen is single so no hate on Danneel, i love her just the same. please dont copy and paste on others sites literally took me six months to get back into writing,   likes, comments, reblogs are ok.. Also I want to say a HUGE THANK YOU!!!! 300 FOLLOWERS!!! I never thought i’d get this much response so thank you, and I’ll try and do something in return soon. Ok enough blabbering let’s get reading. 

Pairing: Jensen and reader, Jared Padalecki, Adam OMC (i pictured Jake Abel) Jeffrey Dean Morgan mentioned, 

Warnings; none other than maybe cussing. 

Filler Chapter

Secret Lives chapter two

Readers pov

You woke up but slightly, trying to adjust your blurry vision. You didn't know how long you have been out, but from what it felt like, possibly a bit more than the normal. You soon found out that you were in the living room lying on your back on the sofa. Your head pounded like a thousand drum solos gone completely wild and out of control. You felt nauseated and like you were flying, but you knew that was impossible it was just a sensation you were experiencing from the hit. The last thing you remember was the front leg of Scarlets hoof hitting you in the back of your head, and her running off to who knows where. Tears escaped your eyes remembering that, she was your best horse and you hoped to god Adam had found her. Maybe that's why he was pacing a few feet away from you, and on the phone.

You tried to move a bit, but ended up letting out a moan from the pain.Adam heard and came over to kneel before you.

“Y/N,  oh thank God your ok. How many fingers am I holding up?”  You tried to giggle but that even hurt, it was funny to you because he was holding both hands up one behind the other.

“If you would use one hand instead of both behind the other, maybe I could tell.”  You tried to get up, but the pain in your head forced you back down.

“I don't think you should move just yet.”He had bent down to your eye level.

You look at him “But I have to get Scarlett back, she's our prize horse Adam.”

“i know this Y/N, but your in no position to move, let alone stand up. I had to move you against everything I was taught about head injuries, but I couldn't just leave you out in the storm either. So there's no telling if you have internal injuries or a concussion, until we know you stay put. “ he gave you strict orders as he stood up, which you gave him a bitch face look but obeyed,  “The rains have stopped, I’m going to go check on the horses. Dr. Montgomery will be here shortly to look at you.”

You squint your eyes at him, ‘What? Why? It was just a hit on the head Adam, no need to have called her out here.”

“Tough, like I said I had to move you.” he paused a moment, “Also you had blood running down the back of your head, so better be safe than sorry. Sue me.” He looked at you, and you knew he cared, even though at times he didn't show it. “I’ll be right back. Stay put!”  He pointed a finger at you.

You rolled your eyes at him, even that hurt to do. Judging by that intense pain, you laid your head back down and closed your eyes. You knew Adam would take care of the horses, just like he always did before. But it didn’t stop you from worrying about Scarlet, and where she went.

Jensen pov

Driving from Vancouver to Atlanta had to be one of the most stupid things he had ever done in his life. Yeah he travelled long distance before, but those were planned and he wasn't by himself. He was with family or friends, being by himself gave him too much time to think. Too much time to hear his head tell him negative things he didn't need to hear. But yet here he was, on the road and somehow he agreed to it. He had to figure out a way as to why Jared had a knack for getting him to do what he was against. But as he would have heard Jared put it, it's either that or he would be on him like a flea stuck to a dog, and just the thought of that sent a quiver down his spine. They had a couple of more days to wrap up after the season finale for summer break, he didn’t want to leave or do anything until he knew they were completely done. They had to tear things down, put things up, and he always enjoyed doing that every year, because  it gave him time to be with behind the scenes crew to tell them thank you personally.  He knew that meant more to them than anything, and he made attempts to do that every year since season five. Plus it showed them he wasn’t completely in it for the money, he was really a down to earth person. Funny thing is, they knew, and that’s why they all loved him to. It's what kept them coming back every year. Besides, it's not like he had a wife to go home to like Jared did. They understood when Jensen went to tell them he wouldn’t be there to help them this year, and thankfully some of the looks on their faces they were glad he was going to have some R and R time. Even they knew he needed it.

Sitting in his trailer debating if he wanted to go home or just stay there for the night. Jensen sat at the table  nursing a much needed beer. Thinking of how much he needed a break and what he could do to get out of this depressed state he was currently in. Hearing a knock, then seeing the door open, he knew who it was.  He knew that the way he left stage, that he’d get a visit and he knew Jared would not give up until he got answers. At times, he’s thankful for Jared’s thoughtfulness, but times like this he just wants to be alone. Nothing against Jared or anyone really, it’s just something he has to deal with.

“Jare, go away dude.“ he closed his eyes a second to show him he really wasn't  interested in what he had to say.

Jared walked in further, stopping directly in front of him. “Hey, I understand… But Jay, I'm not letting you slip through and do something to hurt yourself.”  He said in his best Sam caring voice.

Jensen rolled his eyes, “Damn it Jared, can you please don't. I'm just going thru some really tough times right now and I don't want to talk about it. “ he stood up in a haste, knocking into Jareds chest slightly as he went to get another beer. Automatically getting one for Jared.

“look, I know you don't want to talk about it, but hear me out...okay?” He said in his southern Texas drawl.

Jensen took a deep breath in, he knew that if he was to get any ounce of sleep tonight, he had to listen at least to what he had to say.  

Jensen gestured his right arm to him as if to say, “the floor is all yours.” then sat down on the sofa waiting for Jared to talk.

Jared paced a bit, trying to find the right words to say. “I don't know what is going on with you since you won't talk, so I called Jeff.”  He paused to keep Jensen sitting down. “before you get all pissed at me for calling him, I did it because I care dude. I hate seeing you like this, man.  It's killing me that your not talking to me about it and it scares me. Jeff wants you to come down, to his place in Georgia while he's filming. Spend a few days, with him and his daughter Kamryn. It'll be good for you and I already got clearance from Bob for you to go.”

Jensen stood up and looked at him, “Seriously? Your butting into something that is not really necessary, I don’t have time to travel to Georgia. In case you have forgotten, we have a show to film.”

“It’s Memorial Day weekend, you knew we were taking off tomorrow for Texas. So, it’s either me and your family on your back all weekend, or Jeff. Take your pick.” Jared stood there waiting for an answer.

He furrowed his eyebrows at him, “Sometimes Jare, you can be a real pain in the ass.”

He chuckled, “You’ll thank me later, now get packed I have a rental on the way here so you can drive comfortably.”

He looked at him, “What? Oh hell no, i'm not driving three days to get to Georgia not when I can fly.”

“Nope, part of the deal is you drive. Clear your head, you can fly home.”

Jensen closed his eyes a moment, “i hate you.” he really didn’t and Jared knew that.

“You’ll love me after this, now get packed.” He smiled at him as he helped push him towards the back of the trailer where he knew he had at least week’s worth of clothes in there.

That’s how he now ended up on this long highway, driving to a place he’s never been to. He ran his right hand over his face to wash the aggravation away, and wondered just what Jeff had in store for him. Jared was right about one thing, he knew that Jeff would get him out of whatever funk he was in, because Jeff knew what buttons to push.

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[landofsomethingsomething]

ok i swear im not asking this in bad faith. is there any room for nuance between anti and concerned citizen? where is the line drawn? what makes someone an anti? I really want to know because I worry I might be one and i respect you a lot and i feel like garbage...

The line is drawn where you send negative messages meant to drive off or silence or discourage or otherwise punish to a stranger whose story you absolutely do not know based on information that you have read from an unsourced or context free call out post, or maybe just because they created something that you didn’t like, or that upset you, or that upset someone you know. 

The line is drawn where you purposely go somewhere where you know there will be content you disapprove of that is tagged and labeled and easy to avoid to disparage, berate, call out, again “punish” everyone in the community. 

The line is drawn where you publicly drum up negative feelings among your followers toward someone whose content you dislike or who you personally disapprove of, knowing full well that you are operating within an atmosphere where purity politics and anti behavior runs high and that there is a good chance this person will be harassed due to your post.

The line is drawn where you judge someone’s character and morality without knowing anything about them except for the type of fandom content they like to consume or create. 

The line is drawn where you disregard a stranger’s humanity and personal story and history – things that you are absolutely not entitled to know, much less demand – because they wrote a fanfic or drew a piece of fanart that you found repugnant or distasteful. 

The line is drawn where you mistake policing fandom creators - most of whom are on at least one and usually several axes of oppression themselves - for performing actual relevant activism that makes a difference in how popular culture perceives, interacts with and understands bigotry and abuse. 

The line is drawn where you allow yourself to be drawn into a group that feeds on negativity, that sustains itself by hating others, that puts catharsis above respecting someone else’s humanity, that encourages lashing out and implicates certain people as safe and reasonable targets for personal attacks. 

God, there are so many other things. 

Create things you like. Encourage the creation of things you like. Produce that diverse content that we all crave so much. And protect yourself. Block people who upset you. Blacklist content that you don’t want to see. But for god’s sake, when it comes to fandom, when it comes to a place where people overwhelmingly go to celebrate the things they like, where people go to produce works to express themselves, to vent, to explore their feelings, to explore their identities, to please people who like the things they like, to seek encouragement or find the courage to put themselves out in front of an audience for perhaps the first time, to seek validation and positive attention and an audience of people who understand – don’t be an asshole. 

No one is perfect. No one is pure. No one is worthy of the ever-evolving standards set by people who are primarily interested in cleansing their fandom of content they don’t like. And everyone has an agenda, so when someone tells you that someone is bad, or something is problematic, or something someone did makes them unworthy of being treated like a human being, you had better be god damn sure you know where that accuser is coming from, who they are, and that you have a perfect mastery of a situation before you go swallowing it down hook line and sinker. 

Just don’t be a fucking asshole. That’s it. That’s the whole secret.

And by the way. I’m talking about fandom. I am talking about fandom creators. I am talking about your peers here down in this oftentimes thankless ditch creating content and in most cases harming absolutely no real life, flesh and blood human beings with their work. I am talking about creators who have a tiny following compared to actual creative executives out in the Real World creating actual pop culture, influencing actual societal attitudes and progress and change. I am talking about people whose work is niche and will be seen by a laughably small number of people and who are just here to have a fucking good time.

The line is drawn where you directly and intentionally harm a fellow human being because you think there is a chance, some poorly defined potential, some future situation or scenario where they maybe, perhaps, possibly and almost certainly indirectly harm someone else.

Don’t.

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