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neverlearnedtoread · 4 months

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Uprooted

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐; my favourite kind of fantasy - classic fairytale with a side of 'dont worry about the details' and 'you gotta believe in the heart of the cards!'

Oh?? 👌😉😏

a really sharp, quick-witted, and willful female protagonist going 'fuck it!' every few chapters or so and doing something crazy (crazy fun) to drive the plot forward, off a new exciting cliff

a soft magic system that really shows off in the best light what makes soft magic systems so valid. its all about the metaphors!! you have to measure the chocolate chips with your heart!!!

nature is so magical and beautiful and deadly. specifically if you treat trees bad they will form a sentient vengeful forest to raze your civilization to the ground and salt the earth with your bodies

kasia. i love an atomic blonde unkillable bad bitch with the strongest queerplatonic vibes with her best friend from birth

a CLASSIC grumpy 'beastly' male love interest. he seals himself away in a lonely tower, makes girls hang out with him for 10 years at a time, and unironically calls himself 'the Dragon'. he even has the audacity to be offended that everyone thinks he's creepy!!!!!!

No.. ❌🤢🤮

if you like having explanations for how magic works and any semblance of a hard magic system in your fantasy, put this book back. 'round here we operate on Vibes Only, babey!!

similarly, if your love language is words of affirmation and/or you think that fanfic-style romance plotlines should stay in fanfic, this romance is Not For You. this is not a judgment, only a warning

Summary: Agnieszka loves her home in her little village in the valley - you know, except for the evil forest simply known as the Wood that's been around as long as there have been people in the valley, with terrible creatures and sentient walking trees. And the century-old wizard known only as 'the Dragon' living in the tower overlooking their land, who takes a young woman every ten years to serve him. But what Agnieszka dreads the most is that her best friend, Kasia, will be chosen next, and that Agnieszka is helpless to save her. Until the day of the choosing, when the Dragon picks Agnieszka instead.

Concept: 💭💭💭💭 I've never gotten along that well with a book blurb, but this one does its damn job - gives me enough plot premise to get me interested without giving it all away, and doesn't make me feel like I've been lied to once I start the book! some stories really don't do what they say on the tin, or take ages to get there at all, but Uprooted starts off exactly at the spot the blurb said it would - with a girl, in a valley, scared of a terrible wizard, about to be whisked away to a tower.

Execution: 💥💥💥💥💥 This story is EXACTLY what it says it wants to be, down to the cadence of the prose - a Polish folklore-inspired fairytale. The rhythm of Novik's narration even fits right - one day I'll get the audiobook for this and get to hear it the way I read it in my head, like a grandmother's bedtime story with twists and eddies and crescendos at the all the right bits. I was in love with the aesthetic of every character, they fit perfectly into the backdrop of what this story was.

Personal Enjoyment: ❤❤❤❤❤ This book aligns to my tastes much the same way An Enchantment of Ravens does, and shares of lot of the same elements without ever feeling derivative - smart girl meets magic boy, causes all kinds of irreversible political upheaval, and lives happily ever after being just as they are - a Girl with The Audacity. its a tale as old as time, and i'll hear it told just as often

Favourite Moment: you know its a good book when you really can't choose a favourite moment - one that comes to mind is agniezska choosing to save sarkan from being grafted onto the heart-tree in the Wood instead of setting fire to it. the 'fuck it!' energy agniezska brings to her moments of crisis is SO good, plus the motif of her always reaching out to sarkan to cast magic together - 'hey real quick, cast a spell with me while you're being pulled into an evil magic tree trying to twist your magic and life force against us. couldn't hurt, eh?' and then it WORKS

Favourite Character: now yall know i love a sarkan-esque character - pathetic wet cat men who are so offended by their own squishy feelings are a great time! and kasia is SO bad bitch extraordinaire, her and agnieszka's love for each other literally makes the plot go - every time, every time without hesitation she puts herself as the last thing standing between agnieszka and the Wood. but agniezska herself is really Something. the way she uses magic, her connection with nature and her refusal to be anything else than what she is - a grubby young woman who wields kindness as her weapon against the world, who holds onto her humanity with both hands and teeth - she shapes this fairytale to be the story she wants it to be, one of connection and empathy. and im still thinking about her introducing the lord of the whole valley to her mother 🤣 power move!!

#uprooted #naomi novik #books #book review #booklover #bookblr #reading #sarkan's refusal to bind himself to the valley is SO. one day agnieszka will stop for breath mid-bickering and really come to grips with #unpacking why he was so unokay with tying himself to the land. an orphan with incredible magical ability growing up surrounded by #power-hungry nobles? yeah that guy has trust and commitment issues. need agnieszka to fuck that out of him #i mean OF COURSE teach him that the valley is a home and not a cage (that no one will ever force him to stay not even her #that he can come and go as he pleases and still be theirs) and its ok to be tied to the people that love you and vice versa etc etc etc.#but also like. he deserves to be dommed into feeling safe enough to put down roots. as a treat.#anyway kasia x agnieszka x sarkan throuple with agnieszka as the homing beacon and kasia + sarkan as the migrating birds always circling #always knowing the way back home

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cloned-eyes · 1 year

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Lean on me a little longer

AN: This is straight up depression hours my friends. Very much self-indulged and very heavy. Seriously, don't read if you're in a negative head space already.

Pairing: Crosshair x gn!Reader 1.8k

No mentions of outer describtion in anyway

Warnings: (experienced) disorderd eating, self-starvation. Very clear hints of (past and current) suc!c!dal thoughts/ tendencies by both the Reader and Crosshair. Nothing is disscussed out loud, nor depicted in a graphic manner but be warned. Ends on a positve note.

Description: Reader get's Crosshair to eat, after observing a very concerning behaviour.

You worried about him; quite a lot actually. Crosshair probably wouldn't appreciate your worries. Getting defensive at every slight display of concern from anybody really. He didn't seem to appreciate anything any longer since he was back with the Batch, not even being here still. Of course his brothers had noticed and maker they tried to do something, anything , but the wounds endured from all the things that had happened - all of what had been said and done - were still fresh. Too fresh for them to handle any sort of healing or rebuilding when it came to their interpersonal relationships. Hunter, maker you knew he was the most effected by this whole thing, tried to make things right. You saw how he gave it all he got, desperately for rekindling the relationship with his brother. But neither he or Crosshair were ready for that just yet.

While the snipers behaviour never had been out-going affectionate at any point, you knew that what he currently displayed was severe. Very severer. The self-isolation had been something you cold tolerate at first, accepting that he needed space to sort anything out but after more time had passed by you noticed that it wouldn't get better, in fact, it got worse. You knew that Crosshair thought of himself as smart. Admittedly he was, cunningly so and really observant. It was something that gave him a sense off superiority. It was true, his senses were superior in that field but it also gave him a blind eye on the fact that he wasn't alone with those skills.

You yourself were quite observant when it came to certain behaviour patterns and the once you had picked up on him left a foul taste in your mouth. You didn't like it. Not one bit.

The sniper probably thought he was slick. Granted his brothers didn't seem to notice, bit you did. You did notice how he stopped eating, how the intake of food got less and lesser with every meal that would pass by. How he not only physically isolated himself but also mentally zoned out more and more often. How his whole being became more tense with every day, how his jaw tensed the whole time. How his teeth ground against each other and his stomach growled out of hunger while he slept and how he wouldn't fill it.

You heard it. You saw it. You felt it. And as you looked at Crosshair the man before you vanished as nothing but the husk of a prior self looked back at you. Maker, you wouldn't let it go any further from here. You wouldn't let him drown, wouldn't let him break after everting endured. If he wanted it or not, you would go into battle for him.

The Marauder was dead silent due to the fact that only you and the sniper currently were on the ship. Sighing heavy you straightened yourself, mentally preparing for the interpersonal assault you had planned on Crosshair. Would he put up a fight? Of course he would and it would be a messy one, but you wouldn't let him win on this. He wouldn't walk away from this, from you.

Armed with a high sugar protein bar you knew for a fact he liked way back when things were a bit more normal than right now, you made your way into the back of the ship. Movement carefully placed as you walked up to him. He said at the stairs of the gunners nest, cleaning his rifle obsessively while lurking in the shadows. Maybe he hoped that he would simply disappear into them if he sat in them long enough.

He didn't bother to look up at you at first. Eyes kept glued shut on the weapon in his lap. You simply stood there and waited. The advantage was on your side since you had him pretty much cornered. There would be no escape route past you and the only other available one was the exit lid of the gunners nest but he wouldn't be quick enough for that. You knew that and he probably too should it come so far.

Eventually he shot you a glance. It was meant to hold annoyance, to be hard and intimidate you. It did nothing to you. His eyes lacked the spirit, they were dull and you could see right through it. Face sharper than it should have been the hunger he endured due to self starvation finally crept through the cracks of his facade.

“What?”, he hissed, like a cornered rattle snake ready to strike.

Pulling your hand out of your pocket you held the protein bar up to him. He locked at it as if you pointed a blaster at him, ready to blast his insides out. It probably felt like exactly that for him being that you had figured out what he was doing. And of course he tried to deflect at first, to bite to get you away from him. The look his eyes held said it all.

“What am I supposed to do with that? I'm neither a kid nor a dog you can bribe with this sorta thing”, he mocked you. You didn't care.

“Eat.”

One simple word. You had spoken it in a tone that didn't allow any kind of denying you. Crosshair glared at you. His jaw tensing around his toothpick.

“The others might haven't noticed yet, but I did. You don't actually take in any food. Eat”

Like a wounded wolf he glared his teeth at you. Hitting directly into a sore spot and pushing further. By the way his body moved and tensed, how his mimic flaired up you knew that this was about to get messy. But you had to push through that too, for his sake.

“Who do you think you are to tell me what to do? I don't care what my brothers did to make you think you hold any weight of saying around here. But let me be very clear with you. I don't want anything from you. You don't hold any significance to me, so quite frankly, I don't care about what kind of kriffing delusions you come up with. Leave. me. Alone”, he hissed at you. Words drenched in pure venom, spilling out of his mouth.

They hit you, yes. A bit harder than expected but you could manage. You held the glare he spat at you, not lowering your extended arm either, not backing down one bit. Blinking slowly you gently tilted your head. An innocent gesture that seemed to irritate him even further.

“There is nothing in this galaxy you could possibly say to me that I haven't said to myself at one point. Nothing you could do that I haven't already done. I know what you're doing. I did the same to myself and worse once I crossed over a certain point. A point I wont let you cross, ever. Not as someone who just happens to know you, not as a friend, not as someone who cares. Eat”

Dynamics shifting he now held your glance. The last flare up of his unyielding nature, stuborness engraved deep into his bones. His eyes spewed hate. You let his fire rage. Let him try to burn you down. But the fundament your world stood upon was made out of the ashes of the same hateful flames. Flames that had been your own. Flames that had nearly succeeded in devouring you.

After an eternity his eyes dropped. You had won. A victory you celebrated internally as to impede feeding his already raising feelings of humiliation further. Not wanting to push him into the opposite direction of where he needed to be.

He took the bar and lacked any kind of spirit in his movement. He simply took it. No glances, no remarks, no harsh pulling away.

You watched as he rotated the bar a few times in his hands, stomach now audible growling at the sight of food. He looked so fragile, like a wounded animal that had lost it's lost ounce of will to fight back.

You sat beside him. And as you pulled the rifle out of his lap he'd let you. He also let you help him unwrap his protein bar as his trembling hands failed to do so themselves. There was no further need for words, both of you already knew anything worth knowing.

Once he took a bite of the bar a few tears spilled out of his eyes, shoulders beginning to tremble violently. Your hand found his back, travelling up to his neck to gently pull him closer to you until his head softly collied with you own.

A moment went by, then another and eventually he melted into the shared contact. He ate the bar slowly, softly sniffling between the bites. All it took was a quick glance from your side to know that it took him everything to not instantly devour the food in his hands. It was his way of regaining the last bit of composure in him.

Softly caressing the side of his scarred head with one hand, your other one found his free one, instantly inter whining both of your fingers. His body shook violently but eventually stopped.

You said there for a while. Wordlessly, connecting only through touch. He let you hold him. Sighing heavy once in a while, eyes closed as he allowed himself to receive affection. Neither of you knew how long you sat like that but it didn't really matter. You would hold him as long as he needed to, now and in the future. You wouldn't let him give up on himself.

At one point he shifted slightly.

“My head hurts”, he croaked out. Voice hoarse, sounding like it hurt him to speak. You'd understand. “My heart too.”

You pulled him even a little more close.

“I know”, you cooed softly, “I got you”

“Will it ever stop doing so?”, he asked after another short silence.

“I don't know. But it will soothe over time”, you answered him truthfully. It never stopped hurting for you. As said, once you crossed a certain line there was no hope of ever getting rid of all of it. A small part would always remain, but it was okay. You learned to live with it. Learned to live because of it. Realizing that there were people you had come to love out there that you wanted to share your short existence a little while longer with. Bath yourself in the warmth of their their love for you and the fortune to exist in this very moment with them, enjoying every second.

Crosshair only hummed. “I'm tired”

“Then lean on me a little while longer”

#the bad batch #the bad batch fanfiction #tbb crosshair #tbb crosshair x reader #tbb crosshair x you #tbb fanfiction #heavy emotional stuff #please read the warnings #tw ed #tw self destruction #tw sui thoughts implied #stay safe everyone

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delirisse-au · 7 months

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Happy Friday the 13th!

Last Friday the 13th, back in January, I’d drawn Narinder in a Jason Voorhees outfit.

In a few months time, that drawing turned into a full story and AU.

Today, in spooky month, I’m hauntingly happy to announce I’m writing down the full story!

The first chapter is already up:

I’m really excited to share this with you all! I hope you like it

#please read the warning labels on the fic! stay safe #it’s my first long format fic ever :D #my previous fics were only a few pages long #cotl slasher au

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clownsuu · 1 year

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PSA Post cw: self endangerment

Hey guys something kinda outside of my normal posting-

Mental health is a serious serious thing that always should be checked out and is just as important as your physical health. If you ever feel hopeless or just feel you're in your lowest points in life it's always best to seek medical help from a professional.

If you are experiencing deep depression and/or other serious issues, please do not send strangers on the internet that you care about vague messages of your possible passing/personal harm and please contact your country/state's suicide prevention hotline or contact someone close to immediately receive support. Please stay safe, you're not alone.

#Psa posts #I never do these kinda posts but iv received a concerning anon ask that I couldn't do anything about #Been trembling just typing this down there is basically nothing I can do besides make a psa #If you are reading this I hope you are safe-#Iv had close family who have passed away from their own hands and it's traumatizing to be sent an ask saying ominous things #If you guys ever see someone post or send you a ask that possibly endangers their lives #There is a report button option you can press that shows you are concerned for their safety #Please stay safe the world is stinky but it's the little things that keeps us going #Might delete later though I feel this post is very important

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spectrum-system · 7 months

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I got fired yesterday, so that sucks. The benefits are that i can flip off the shitty assistant manager there, Mark Meling, as well as finally be open about why i hate him to the public. This is gonna be a long one.

If any of my previous coworkers see this, please go ahead and add your own stories to this.

TW: mentions of sexual harassment, predatory behavior, transphobia, racism, ableism, alcoholism, infidelity, and generally being a smelly garbage can of a person.

I'll try to keep this in chronological order, but that will be hard to do, as after certain events that i will mention, i stopped being the one fronting at work whenever mark was there. I am working with our primary protector to piece things together so im sorry if things arent perfectly chronological. All names but mine and marks are changed. One year ago, October 13th 2022, I started working at Kohl's as a seasonal employe, and was kept on after the season was over as a part time associate, eventually becoming a cashier mainly. I was 17 when i started there (this will become important later).

The first time i met mark was my first opening shift, maybe my 3rd or 4th shift there at all. I rang the bell to get in and was greeted by mark. He was rude and asked what i was doing. I stated i was there to work, to which he asked my name. I gave him the name they have in their system, Saturn, my work name, and he asked what me real name was with such attitude. I gave him the name "S", as that is what i use outside of work, and he doesnt need to know my legal name. He turned away and said "whatever", continuing to walk in and check me in, along with the other day crew. This was the first day of hell.

Throughout my time working at Kohl's, mark was consistently rude, controlling, disrespectful to all staff that werent also managers, and just an awful human being.

I often saw him engaging in predatory behavior towards minors, especially young customers, around the age of 16 or 17. He would flirt with them, even when they were obviously uncomfortable. This continued throughout my entire year of working there.

Now, here is where it gets particularly bad. November 26th 2022, Mark touched my thigh while putting a hanger into my hanger box. This was not a normal touch, this was a caress, very close to my butt. there were 3 other open registers he could have put the hanger into. This was intentional.

After this i grew a deep fear of mark, that would only get worse as time went on. You see, i was sexually abused twice between the ages of 15 and 16. I wont go into detail, but it fucked me up pretty bad, so having this happen nearly sent me into a panic attack, the only thing holding me together was the fact that i had a line of customers. I didn't know what to do or how to report it, so it just went unsaid, unseen, unpunished, until December 14th, in which i finally reported him online, thanks to a friend who no longer works there reporting him and telling me how.

I reported him, then a few days later the head manager, Cat, and another manager, Salmon, pulled me into their office, and took my account of what happened. They said it would be reported to HR and that i would be contacted within a week. They told me to keep quiet about it.

It's been almost a year. I have heard nothing. I refuse to be quiet.

I never received an update from HR. I never received anything. As far as i'm aware, neither did mark. His habits continued, but thankfully he never touched me again, likely because i became much more abrasive against him after that. After than nothing major happened as far as i am aware for a while, though this time is blurry, but i know he was still hitting on underage girls, making the female staff uncomfortable, and overall making everyone upset by generally being disrespectful.

To show the scope of what dealing with this man day in and day out for almost a year did to me, let me tell you this. On June 24th, mark had asked me to follow him into the stockroom to grab something, but once we got there, i was so frightened to be in an area alone with him with little to no cameras, that i switched out. Our primary protector took over work for me ever since then. Being around him made us on edge at all times. I could not work while he was there with me. They recently, on October 6th, had to switch out because of how much genuine stress they were under when around him.

Many times he would make inappropriate comments about the female staffs bodies, saying they were overweight when they were very much not. Allegedly, he commented on the weight of Poodle (a woman with a mom body), Bat (a very skinny and tall woman), Reindeer (an average skinny woman), and several underage employees, all of normal weight, calling them overweight to their faces, when they were never of the sort.

Not only did he comment about the associates weight and appearance, he would often make outright rude comments about the employees, especially the new hires. Any time someone would make a small mistake and he saw, he would outright berate them, often publicly. This was especially clear in the case with my good friend, Wombat, they were brand new to the store and they have a shoulder injury that limits their motion and causes them sevre pain. They were degraded by mark while they were there for not being able to do the tasks he deemed so simple instead of helping them.

One of my previous associates who no longer works there was studying to be a nurce, and had told me along with others in a group one night, that she suspects Mark would come to work intoxicated. His slurred speech, overly red face, frequent shifts in mood, frequent inability to pronounce common names correctly, apparent inability to stick to what he said, memory issues, as well as many frequent comments about alcohol, all lead to this being the truth. I do not know for sure, but i believe this personally. As of recent he seems to have stopped coming to work intoxicated, but this does not change the fact he likely did many times in the past.

Frequently, mark would do nothing helpful, simply sitting in his office doing nothing, only coming out when a manager was called to help. The same goes for telling associates to do things he was easily capable of doing in the moment, such as telling floor associates to pick up or move things that were right in front of him, sometimes literally just standing next to it, waiting for a floor associate to do what he could have done in one second. I dont even want to know how frequently this happened, but according to my friends who work on the floor regularly, it was quite often.

Over the year i spent at kohls, mark had never once used the correct pronouns for me, despite myself and many other amazing coworkers correcting him time and time again. He would always use she/her. When i or others would correct, he would deflect, saying he knows and he "just forgot". He never once apologized. When it was myself correcting him, he would always roll his eyes. He was once talking to “me” (our protector) about his son, who is transitioning, and he would only refer to him as his daughter and with she/her pronouns.

Over the year mark would talk about his failing relationships to anyone who would listen, including underage associates, often sharing personal details you should not talk about at work, especially without permission from the person you are talking to. He has an ex-wife, and at least 8 or 9 girlfriends over the course of the year i worked there, while still flirting and making unwanted advances towards seemingly any girl in the store as long as she was 25 or younger. I had overheard him talking to another manager, Hare, about how he was talking to two girls, one he stated was his girlfriend at the time, and when they learned of each other they both dumped him. Unfortunately for Hare, she seemed uncomfortable but couldnt find a way out of the situation.

Many times mark would have people do things that were not part of their job, including having regester associates go farther than we were supposed to go away from the register, having us do large floor projects on busy days, such as making me entirely redo a wall of product and getting angry when it didn't get done because of having customers, and having one of the people at customer service, Reindeer, unload the amazon boxes when she is not supposed to, we have an entire team dedicated to doing that from what im aware of. Heck, Poodle had even made a comment about how he was not supposed to make her do that and that it is not part of her job.

One of the policies he most frequently broke was that we are not allowed to accuse a customer of shoplifting. He did this numerous times. Once he had me ring up an employees partner because he thought they were letting them take stuff, when he had no evidence and it was obviously not the case. More recently, on october 7th, we had 2 customers who were made very uncomfortable by marks hunch that they were shoplifting, which they were not, as i rang them up. They both left reviews for the store, and i think i will let them speak for themselves.

Unfortunately, this is not the only time this scenario has happened, and i doubt it will be the last.

We had 2 new managers come to work at kohls over the year i was there, one being Sphinx and the other, who has not even been there for 2 months at the time of writing, Penguin. When Sphinx joined us he was immediately put down by mark, him being outright rude to Sphinx about trivial matters. According to Sphinx, he had finished cleaning his OMNI area, only to come back to it later so find it trashed and for mark to comment he should clean his area up. Several times mark has stated he does not trust Sphinx to close the store by himself, when he has shown time and time again he is just as capable as anyone else to close the store.

This is where Penguin comes in. She has been here for less than 2 months, and she is amazing. She is kind, smart, and genuinely helpful. A lovely person to have as a manager. She has been subject to marks unwanted advances since she started. She is now leaving at the end of the month, and i can only assume it is because of this.

Numerous people have reported his poor behavior, including other managers, like Sphinx, and another one i'll call Bear. All of us are sick of his disgusting behavior. I contacted my friends about this to get any stories they may have about mark, and one, potato (yes they asked me to call them that) had this to say;

I havent even covered everything he's done yet. Heck, yesterday, October 9th, one of my previous coworkers, Rat, had told me about how mark had made racist comments towards her husband, and i cant even say i'm suprised considering he often would pick out maxican and black people to follow around and harass, including the customers who left the review abovem the man of which i beleive was mexican (i could be wrong, I dont remember exactly). The following is a statement from Rat herself about mark.

I dont know how to end this, but this is really all i have right now. I'll reblog with anything i have to add. Just know, I wont be quiet about this anymore. I'm tired of him getting away with everything he's done. Mark Meling, know you are a piece of shit. You are disgusting. You are predatory, you are perverted, and god, you do not deserve to be a fucking asistiant manager. everyone there also thinks so. I wish i could have told more people about the atrocities you have done. Sorry about any bad grammar or structure, i wrote most of this between 12am-3am last night and finished it today. If any of my coworkers see this, please add your own stories to this.

#please read #kohls #life at kohls #ross dress for less #macys #manager #asistiant manager #harassment #racisim #transphobia #homophobia #hinoko talks #work #work life #stay safe

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thewritingowl · 7 months

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Danny had been through loss before.

He and death were intimate friends, close in a way that no one else in his family should have known. He'd brushed with death too many times only for it to take his loved ones from him. After a catastrophic explosion takes his remaining family from him, Danny is left to pick up the pieces.

Just when he'd thought he'd lost everything, he finds himself in Gotham where he discovers that maybe not everyone precious to him is gone...

#owl writes #dpxdc #dpxdc fanfic #You Won't Find Me #PLEASE READ THE TAGS #This is v much a Dead Dove: Do Not Eat fic #Seriously friends please stay safe

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roselise · 30 days

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Hoppy Easter! 🐰 🍬 🍫 🥚 🍭

Ooh .. my friend !! . ˚ * . ʚ 🤍 ɞ

Guess what guess what ??

This just made me smile a lot cus this is actually the title of a book I loved SO much as a child and you just made me remember this !! ♡

(I do not know if it was my favorite as I had many, but it was certainly read a to death! You can tell as it is not in terribly good condition anymore ; ; My books were my friends! I read them all to pieces honestly)

Thank you so much for your well-wishes, and this ask that made me so happy! ♡

You are really nice, anon :D

I hope you had the *best* Easter, and a truly fun weekend, too !!

Sending much love, many hugs, and lots of sparkly fairy dust! Please take care, and all the very best to you ~ !! XOXO

♡ 🐰 ⊹

⊹ 🤍 ˚ . 🎀 * ♡

#♡#ask #it really was a book i read ALL the time XD #and this really was the kindest ask ! ♡#you are so kind for this c:#i am praying you have an extra good week my friend !!#and that you stay well safe happy and healthy !!#sending lots of cupcakes and all my warmest thoughts to you !!#please take care and all the best to you ~ !! c:#xo ! ♡#. ˚ * . ʚ 🤍 ɞ

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800db-cloud · 6 months

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Idk if you're still doing the ask game, but:

✂️ for Mr Orange/Max?

✂️ What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

oh anon you just asked a very, very loaded question. i like the way you think

Trigger Warning for mentions of a family member dying and suicide. Please continue with caution. Stay safe.

Under the read more is also some spoilers for P💥zza T💥wer, so be mindful of that too!

when max was 12 years old, he woke up in the middle of the night just to find his father’s note on his nightstand. it explicitly told him to not go into the kitchen, but as curious as a child can be, he still went.

more than two decades later, it still haunts him. i made a comic a looong while ago about max trying to read the note again, and fakey sensing that something might be wrong.

(i headcanon that fakey can feed off of negative emotions, so if max starts to smell like food to him, he immediately knows something’s wrong)

max is a character i’ve written a lot about, and a good chunk of his story and character is self-projection. while i thankfully haven’t had any immediate family members die like this, my heart goes out to those who have experienced it.

#era.txt #ask game #anon #max #i dont wanna tag this as pitzer towzer because its a bit heavy content wise #if you dont want to read the read more thats totally fine!!! please stay safe and enjoy your day!!#cw sui mention #cw sui #tw sui #ask to tag #im not super used to posting such heavy topics ??!! i love u max. i love u forever #i’ll put in a mature label too. just in case

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andthebeanstalk · 4 months

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The cool thing about a horror movie that takes place in a mental hospital and, shockingly, actually turns out to be on the side of mentally ill people is that it avoids all the common disgusting pitfalls of mocking, demonizing, and infantilizing mentally ill people.

The downside is

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

[It's much scarier.]

#original #smile movie #smile 2022 #I'm literally two scenes in #it could definitely become ableist by the end of the movie but I'm kind of obsessed so far?#like nothing is scarier to me than the lack of quality help and validation available to victims of trauma! and this movie is LEANING INTO IT #which is way scarier and also way truer and more important to talk about than a looney bin filled with lunatics who want to murder you #like that's literally a concept based solely on people's ableist fears.#same with horror movie monsters that are just people with facial deformities or congenital disorders or just... people who are poor #(the hillbilly cannibal trope is just MAN POOR PEOPLE ARE SCARY HUH. it's garbage.)#what's ACTUALLY a horror is the way these people are treated! and that INCLUDES how they are portrayed in media!#because guess what? ghosts aren't real and an abandoned mental hospital can't hurt you #but you know what can? a doctor who doesn't believe you. a system built on neglect. THAT'S the horror we need to talk about.#and THAT is why I am going to have to watch this movie in short installments over a few days #and let me be clear: i am alive today bc of a mental hospital's IOP/PHP program. i stopped being suicidal after YEARS bc of that program #mental hospitals CAN and SHOULD be GOOD THINGS ACTUALLY. but in countries with shitty healthcare that's very hard to find.#it is also why it is my life's work to build a treatment center that PROVES we can do this ethically and with compassion #life is worth living #and the American Healthcare industry can die just the same as any other giant or dragon. empires have fallen before. it is not immortal.#YOU reading this matter. stay safe. please. it isn't the end yet. i love you.

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loneswaggingranger · 6 months

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Devil of yours (Saviour of mine)

My entry for the Grishaverse Big Bang 2023. Had a blast, thanks for organising this @grishaversebigbang

Materialki:

@calicoquinn (link to art here),

@pocketsizedquasar (link to art here),

@fricklefracklefloof(link to art here)

Corporalnik: @gimmedafood

Rating: Mature

Summary:

The Devil tsked. “If I am to be housing you, I need to know if the payoff will be worth it." The Devil walked closer towards him, cane thumping ominously. “So tell me, merchling, are you worth my while?” "I wouldn’t presume to tell you what your while's worth, sir.” Wylan’s throat constricted. “But I do have other uses." The Devil raised an eyebrow. "Pray tell." or In which Wylan highly recommends being kidnapped by your father’s worst enemy.

#gvbb23 #gvbbfic23 #gang36 #please do read the trigger warnings within the link #stay safe

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anti-dazai-blog · 1 year

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26-29- Ango’s epic plot armor (and other complaints)

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Welcome back to the Anti-Dazai Series! I think I should just acknowledge that I have no posting schedule at this point. But the Anti-Dazai Series isn’t discontinued— it’s just taking me longer to create than I was hoping it would. Anyway. Onto a rundown of Dazai Crimes™ in these next four chapters.

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When we last left off, Dazai said he now will get the government involved in this conflict. I sure hope he does this in a normal sensible way, like by explaining what’s going on to them and requesting backup, and not in a Dazai Way, which will most likely endanger people’s lives.

We now return to our protagonist, Atsushi.

After getting scolded (and slapped) by Dazai after the Q incident, Atsushi decides to stay in the agency’s headquarters rather than to go out and risk messing things up again. Kouyou is still being held there, and she asks if he’s here because he “commit[ed] some error that made [him] scamper away from the front lines.”

Upon hearing that question, he makes a face indicating that she’s right, and when she questions him further, he says “I… I was just trying to protect them all…” while having flashbacks to Naomi and Haruno being injured post-Q fight last chapter.

If Dazai had chosen something better to say other than “get over it” [the exact quote was mentioned in part 20-25, but it was something similar enough to that], Atsushi wouldn’t be feeling so useless right now. Because he did try his best, and there was nothing he could have done to avoid that outcome. The only person who can do anything about Q’s ability is Dazai, and Dazai was not there with Atsushi at the time to stop it from happening.

Of course, I’m into blaming him for not being there, but I am blaming him for not properly comforting Atsushi. The “tough love” approach clearly failed with Akutagawa, and even though he’s being a lot nicer to Atsushi, in that last Q scene we see him somewhat slip into a tough love approach again. And we see in this chapter that Atsushi is not handling it well, and is taking it quite hard.

Now back to Dazai. Let’s see how his government negotiations are going.

Seems like he’s meeting with his old friend Ango. I sure hope this doesn’t turn violent..—nope, he’s now pointing a gun at him unprovoked.

Well at least it can’t get any worse— ah wow it got worse. Dazai just staged a car crash. There is absolutely no way Ango survives this.

I’m gonna do something I’ve never done before on the Anti-Dazai Series and include a screenshot of the manga, because the amount of plot armor Ango will need to survive this is. a whole lot. I’d really like to elaborate on this scene, but I’m too busy being amazed that Ango survives this.

There is absolutely no way Ango survived that. If BSD didn’t use anime physics, Ango would be very, very dead.

There is a lack of Dazai for a bit, as Kyoka gets captured by the police, Q gets captured by Lovecraft, and Nathaniel abandons the Guild, pushing Francis to speed up their plan of attack.

But Dazai returns just in time for the Q incident (the actual Q incident, not just a mini fight by the train station). Which is good, ‘cause he’s exactly the guy we need.

But of course, Dazai can’t handle a city-wide crisis without messing with people first, so when Kunikida approaches him asking about what this mysterious hand-shaped mark that appeared on him is, rather than tying him down to an infirmary bed and sedating him, he chains him up to a chair and simply watches as he has the magical equivalent of PTSD flashbacks [if I’m interpreting these panels correctly]. It is later revealed that not only did Dazai sit around and watch, but he filmed Kunikida for entertainment. I’ll get back to that later, once it’s mentioned in the manga, but keep that in mind.

Meanwhile, Atsushi is fighting for his life out there. With the help of Lucy, Atsushi escapes ((ALSO. It’s really not mentioned enough, but Lucy was the one who originally came up with the idea of the mafia and agency working together to take down the Guild. I’m pretty sure the anime changed it so that it was Atsushi’s idea, but in the manga Lucy suggests it to Atsushi in this scene. I think she deserves more credit than we give her. She’s a pretty cool character.))

Atsushi makes it to the ground safely, and now has the epic quest ahead of him of delivering Q’s doll to Dazai. Unfortunately, Mark is still shooting at him, and manages to hit him, shattering both of his legs . As Atsushi lies on the ground,with two broken legs, reaching for the doll, Dazai spawns out of nowhere and grabs it. Then he reveals that he set up a smoke screen beforehand, and he activates it now.

Sure, it would have been a lot more convenient if he activated it before Atsushi’s legs got shattered, but whatever. What can you expect from this guy, other than this.

And that’s it for this week’s chapter of the Anti-Dazai Series!! Join me next time when I’ll probably have enough content to stop grouping multiple chapters together like this, because I wanted to include chapter 30 in this entry too, but I scrolled through it and every other panel was Dazai, so I was like “nope! That’s way too much work for today!” and decided that that’ll be a problem for another day.

#Anti dazai series #I’m gonna go off topic for a second #I see that a bunch of you are getting harassed and bullied from associating with me #I love all of you and I read every tag you leave on your reblogs and I see every note I get #And I’m very very grateful for all of it #But I would much rather you stay safe than give me notes #So feel free to not reblog from me—#—especially if you have a lot of other stress to deal with and do not want cyberbullying added to that #Please stay safe #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #dazai #atsushi #ango #kunikida

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cryptidcalling · 3 months

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Vesper thoughts; Late Night Swim (Please read the tags for CW before opening)

Sometimes, when it's late at night and he can't sleep, Vesper will go for a swim in the Citadel's private pool. Technically it's Pansa's, but Vesper uses it far more often. He keeps the overhead lights off, just turning on the ambient lights beneath the water, setting them to a soft pink. The water is cold at night, since he never bothers to turn on the heaters. He lowers himself in slowly and launches off the side with his feet, dipping below the water and silently swimming across the length of the pool. He touches his fingertips to the opposite wall, comes up for a breath, and then launches off again. He lets himself get lost in the rhythm of it, almost meditative as each gasp for breath and soft splash fills the otherwise silent room. He'd struggled with swimming when he was young. He'd never seen so much water in one place before, and he certainly couldn't imagine being able to move your body through it. He hadn't been the only cadet who couldn't swim, but he still wasn't willing to be left behind, learning this basic skill as others got to start the real training. He took up every second of pool time he was allowed to. The number of times he'd almost drowned was over half a dozen. It never stopped him. Tonight he swims with grace, barely perceptible in the dark, pink water. On one wall of the pool room is a massive window overlooking the city of Starport. Lights glimmer from below, but up above the jagged silhouette of skyscrapers is a clear view of the night sky. Three moons shine brightly, surrounded by the pinprick light of stars. Vesper lets it interrupt his focus, gliding to the edge of the pool and staring out. The city is always alight, never sleeping, alive with the constant flow of power thanks to Stardust, the lifeblood of the Empire. He's not unlike the city, in that way. As his gaze turns up towards the sky, he gets a familiar feeling in his chest. It feels like someone is pulling him, like there are two strong hands wrapped around his ribs tugging him out toward the sky. The tightness spreads up into his neck, feeling as if there's something lodged there, words he does not know trapped in his throat, desperately needing to be called out. He tries to follow the feeling, let the words free, but there's nothing. He remains silent. Finally, he pushes away from the wall and treads water in the center of the pool. If he looks closely at the water he can almost convince himself that it's reflecting the sky. Vesper takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. He lets himself sink. He can feel it when his back makes contact with the floor. He looks behind him, but nothing is there. Stretching infinitely in all directions is the cold, eternal void of space. His hair flows up above him with no gravity to hold it down. Beyond him is a field of stars, trillions all clustered together, sisters lighting up the otherwise desolate stage in a glittering crescendo of flame and color. For a moment their magnificence is all he can comprehend, and he releases the knot in his throat in a silent, awestruck breath. Bubbles emerge from his mouth and float up and away.

Their beauty reaches his soul, but their warmth is inaccessible at this distance. The void's cold prickles against his skin. His fingers buzz like static, and when he finally brings them up to his face they're a bright pink. With a twitch, his fingertips break away into shimmering Stardust. There's an odd feeling in his chest again. It's different now, not being pulled away but rather crushing in on itself. It feels tight and uncomfortable, constricting his lungs and pressing hard against his bones. He watches as more of his hand disintegrates and floats away from him. It doesn't hurt much. It's prickly and uncomfortable, but then it's just numb. Maybe it will spread across his whole body. That wouldn't be so bad really. He could stay here forever that way. The pressure has turned into pain. It's crushing his lungs, traveling up his esophagus and winding around his throat. It hurts. He wants the light to spread faster, to reach his chest and turn it to dust so the ache will stop. He'll be at rest, his body turned to Stardust, the lifeblood of the Empire. The Empire. Vesper opens his eyes. He breaks the surface of the water with a crash and is able to make his way to a ledge, resting his weight against it as he violently coughs and gasps for air. It takes him several minutes to finally catch his breath. He's tired, and he's freezing, but he feels more at ease than he had before. He gets out and dries himself off, changing into some very comfortable pajamas, a gift from Pansa. He returns to his quarters and crawls back into bed. The covers are soft and warm. Feeling cozy and exhausted, he finds it easy to drift off to sleep. He dreams of stars.

#CW for Drowning risk. Described Difficulty breathing. and slight body horror #Also: Vesper does not have any desire to hurt himself or to stop living #However. Some content in this writing may reflect those sorts of feelings or ideations #It could be argued that the reckless behavior in this writing could also be considered self-harm #To be specific: He goes swimming alone late at night and lets himself stay under the water longer than is safe #Please keep these things in mind before reading #Vesper tag #(Also I wrote this at 1:00 am so don't expect art or anything lol)#Some clarification for what's going on: Vesper sometimes feels a deep sense of longing for outer space #Like something is calling him there. Like he belongs there. So besides taking a spaceship all the way out there the closest-#-He can get is being underwater. So this is kinda therapeutic for him. He can feel briefly closer to the stars #and is also able to remind himself of the things he values that he doesn't want to leave behind.#Obviously it's reckless and not really safe #But I assure you all he's just fine. Think of it more like an intense homesickness than a desire to actually become a star or-#-Leave his life behind.

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isbus · 1 year

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I’m not the type to say stuff like this but.. it has to be said.

Now that I’ve gotten your attention… Elsagate content on YouTube is back.

Elsagate Content is a type of YouTube content centered towards kids. If you have not heard of it, then you would think it’s good. It’s not. Elsagate content is traumatizing to say the least. It’s filled with topics such as pregnancy, needles, bodily waste, and so much gross stuff.

You might be thinking, ‘why is it centered towards kids?’. Well that’s because the sick fucks on the internet make these videos with popular kids characters. At first they were Spider-Man and Elsa from Frozen, now they are characters from games and very few movies/tv shows. Characters from Among Us, Poppy Playtime, Friday Night Funkin’, and more are being shown in these horrible situations. Even Ankha (specifically the ‘dancing’ one) is being used in certain videos!

These ‘kids’ videos are normalizing fetishes. Because of these videos, kids watching could see these topics as normal or nothing new to them. Gore, piss, shit, and even feet are gonna make them happy. These videos are not only traumatizing kids, but they are ruining kids and their childhood.

But most of all, pedophila is big in this content. “How?” You ask. Well here’s two examples.

1: As I said before, the ‘dancing’ Ankha video has been used in such content. So kids would record themselves ‘dancing like Ankha did in the Ankha Zone Animation’. This leads to horny pedophiles.

2: When comments were allowed on kids videos, people would put ‘codes’ in the comments. If you were to search YouTube with those codes, you would find kids twerking videos. Once again, horny pedophiles. Luckily this has been changed since you now cannot comment on kids videos.

This last example is about how children can get scarred by YouTube.

3: If a kid wanted to watch videos of something like Hey Arnold, they could search it up on YouTube. If they put filters on for playlists only, they could find porn gifs in those playlists. Some playlists may be different, but most playlists you can find are filled with porn gifs but they are disguised as a Hey Arnold playlist. Isn’t that fun?

Now what can you do to stop kids from watching stuff like that? Easy! REPORT THE FUCK OUT OF THOSE CHANNELS. If you see one? REPORT. If you have any spare accounts, have them report the channel too!

Also, if you have a younger sibling who just so happens to be a child or a child, have them not watch YouTube. Put on some kids tv instead. Make sure they don’t watch any of that content.

Keep YouTube- and the internet in general- away from children. Only when they can make safe decisions then allow them.

And lastly… Please reblog or warn others!

That’s all. Keep your children or siblings safe!

~IsBus

If you want more information or if I forgot something, watch this video!

#isbus #information #general information #be careful #youtube #elsagate #stay safe #warnings #reblog please #spread the word #tw mention of trauma #keep your kids or siblings safe!#long post #long reads

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