#+ terminology 8/10)

[theasexual-jackson]

Ykw? I'm gonna say it:

90% of fandomers are smut addicts who can't “respect” any identity outside of cis gay male for pure fetishism.

[boytoyhalo]

actually i have thoughts about qfit coming out and the fucking courage that had to have taken him as someone who spent the past 10 years of his life on 2b2t

Idk how much people who have never played on 2b2t actually know about the culture and environment there but because it has no rules, theres a shit ton of casual (and not so casual) bigotry of all sorts. Im 100% sure fit has to cut a TON of shit out of his videos, because the first and only time I ever logged onto it it was less than 10 seconds before i saw a wall of bedrock swastikas and slurs being thrown around in the chat. and anti-gay slurs in particular are a big part of the common terminology there, at least according to the wiki and a few of my friends who used to frequent it. Actually, the reason I never watched fit before the QSMP despite being aware of and interested in his content is because I made a point to stay away from anything 2b2t related for my own mental health - the hate speech there is so notorious that I had been warned to do so, and that was reaffirmed the one time I tried to play on it

Basically, that server is a fucking nightmare to be gay on just in terms of the real life community - in-universe, i imagine that would be reflected tenfold. So for Fit to have spent so long surrounded by that kind of attitude towards gay people, presumably closeted and possibly not even aware of his own queerness... it makes sense that he's been as hesitant as he has been to verbalize his feelings for pac. He can do it just fine when it's played as a joke with Phil or Forever or whoever else, but to find yourself entering into a real queer relationship after spending so long surrounded by violent (and most likely deadly) anti-queerness is fucking SCARY. Even without factoring in the general trust issues that spending that long on an anarchy server gave him, there's no way he didn't internalize at least some of that attitude.

So the fact that after these 7 (8??? is it 8 now i cant be bothered to count) months on Quesadilla island, surrounded by queer people in queer relationships being treated completely normally and supported he feels safe enough to (kind of) come out as gay to his son.... idk I'm just feeling super soft over it rn. Obviously it's Ramon, it's his son, who's been talking about getting him a new husband, so he knows he's safe. But knowing that logically and FEELING that are two different things and it's huge for a man who's spent a third of his life on arguably the least queer friendly space in the entire minecraft community to be able to speak it out loud like that..... im so proud of my bald gay cubito guys

[m-ilkiee]

Monsters: Manjiro "Mikey" Sano x Reader x Izana Kurokawa

“He ate my heart”

Pairings: Manjiro ‘Mikey’ Sano x female reader, Izana Kurokawa x female reader

Series summary: Your grievous sin was Emma standing up for you to her brothers. And now you’re going to pay the heavy price for destroying their perfect family dynamic.

Content warning generally: DARK CONTENT, Tokyo revengers AU, female reader, virgin reader, heavy smut, polyamory, Dark Impulse Mikey, Manipulative Izana, inaccurate/inconsistent university terminology, heavy angst with little comfort, betrayal, misogyny and sexism, emotional, physical and mental abuse, mental break, manipulation, gaslighting, sexual harrassment, dubious consent, noncon, drug, alcohol and substance misuse/abuse, extreme violence, use of weapons, Torture, criminal activities, PTSD, paranoia, emotional incest, power imbalance, character death(s) (not reader), anal penetration, mention of self-harm, religious guilt and trauma, religious themes, Vouyeurism, gangbang, masochism, sadism, hard kinks, strangulation (non sexual), psychological horror (more warnings to be added soon)

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Chapter 1: Warning Signals

chapter summary: Being friends with Emma Sano is nice, until you get on the wrong side of the Sano brothers.

cw: DARK CONTENT, NSFW, misogyny, alcohol/drug use, brief mention of violence, religious and purity culture themes, classism, slutshaming, p*rn mention, sexual assault, noncon, public initimacy, fingering (fem recieving), dacryphilia, gaslighting, manipulation, mention of vomitting, victim blaming.

wc: 10.1k

Chapter 2: Shots Fired

chapter summary: Izana Kurokawa demands your attention and he doesn’t take no for an answer. Not even when his demands are outrageous.

cw: DARK CONTENT, MISOGYNY, NSFW, r*pe mention, depictions of PTSD and CPTSD, emotional incest, incestuous assault (NOT THE SANOS), abandoment issues, violence, revenge porn, depression, filming without consent, drugging, domestic (physical and sexual) abuse, victim blaming, blackmailing, depictions of rape culture, manipulation, gaslighting, noncon, dry humping, mind break, psychological and sexual torture, use of firearms, attempted su*cides

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Chapter 3: The Lesser of Two Devils

chapter summary: Emma has a suspicion that both her brothers are into you when you all go shopping. She couldn’t be farther from the truth.

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Chapter 4: The Calm

chapter summary: After your college professor tries to harass you for grades, you turn to the oldest Sano for help. But nothing comes for free, not even for Emma’s sweet friend.

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Chapter 5: Act on Dark Impulses

chapter summary: You knew better than to trust Mikey and Izana. Yet you fall for their plan hook, line and sinker and live through the worst night of your life.

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Chapter 6: The Closest you’ll ever get to being in Love

chapter summary: Things get sicker and twisted with the two brothers and Emma is none the wiser.

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Chapter 7: Trials and Tribulations

chapter summary: You learn the hard way what happens when you refuse to be their stress relief because of your important exams.

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Chapter 8: Divine Intervention

chapter summary: You are called home to bury your mother and learn that nothing has changed since you left.

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Chapter 9: Lead me not into Temptation

chapter summary: Emma notices that something isn’t right with you when you come visit her in the Sano residence.

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Chapter 10: Deliver Me from All Evil

chapter summary: You’ve finally broken the cycle, but at what cost?

cw: coming soon

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authors notes: updates are irregular, depending on when i have time. some chapters have been re-written to fit the original storyline. don't pressure me to update and please don't be rude to me. I do not condone any negative actions done on this fic. comments, reblogs and asks are very much appreciated. if you are a minor, please refrain from interracting with this series.

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Invader zim crochet pattern

IMPORTANT INFO (PLEASE READ BEFORE YOU GO ON TO THE PATTERN):

THIS PATTERN IS WRITTEN IN U.S. TERMINOLOGY

PLEASE DO NOT SELL MY PATTERN ON ETSY, RAVELRY, OR ANY STORE OF THE LIKE, BUT YOU CAN REPOST IT AS LONG AS YOU LINK IT TO MY BLOG (millys-craft-corner) OR TIKTOK/YOUTUBE (fiestywyvern) FEEL FREE TO SELL ANY FINISHED PRODUCTS. Be sure to link me if you post your Zims as I’d love to see them.

Zim stands at about 5 inches tall or 12.7 cm, not including antennae

Techniques used

Sc

Inc

Dec

Triple dec

Triple inc

Magic ring

Chain

Basic embroidery and sew techniques

Not so well known techniques used

Triple inc- an increase with 3 stitches in one stitch instead of 2

Triple dec- a decrease going across 3 stitches instead of 2

Materials

3.5 mm crochet hook

size 3 or light worsted or light yarn weight in these colors light green, black, deep ruby red, light grey, and light pink

aluminum wire in size 14 or pipe cleaners

black embroidery thread

a medium sized sewing needle

tapestry needle

pliers if you’re using wire

hot glue

light pink felt

stuffing

Head and torso (make 1)- start with green

R1: 4sc in mr (4)

R2: triple inc around (12)

R3: 1 sc, (triple inc, 2sc)x3, triple inc, 1sc (20)

R4: 2sc, (triple inc, 4sc)x3, triple inc, 2sc (24)

R5: 3sc, (triple inc, 6sc)x3, triple inc, 3sc (36)

R6: 4sc, (triple inc, 8sc)x3, triple inc, 4sc (44)

R7: blo

R7-16: sc around (10 rounds) (44)

R17: blo- 4sc, (triple dec, 8 sc)x3, triple dec, 4sc (36)

R18: 3sc, (triple dec, 6sc)x3, triple dec, 3sc (28)

R19: 2sc, (triple dec, 4sc)x3, triple dec, 2sc (20)

R20: sc, (triple dec, 2sc)x3, triple dec, sc (12)

R21: dec around (charge to light pink at the end) (6)

R22: inc around (charge to red at the end) (12)

R23: sc around (12)

R24: inc, sc around (18)

R25-30: sc around (6 rounds) (18)

R31: blo- dec, sc around (12)

R32: dec around (6)

F/o, leave a long tail and 3 embroider stripes, using black yarn, so they cut the torso into thirds

Use the tail to close up piece

Shoulder pads (make 2)- light pink

R1: ch 5 and sc down from the 2nd chain from the hook, ch 1 and turn (4)

R2: 2 dec, ch 1 and turn (2)

R3: dec

F/o and leave a long tail for sewing

Arms (make 2)- start with black

R1: 3sc in mr (3)

R2: sc around (3)

R3: inc around (6)

R4: sc around (6)

R5: dec around (3)

R6: sc around (change to pink at the end) (3)

R7-10: sc around (4 rounds) (3)

F/o leave a long tail for sewing and embroider stripes using sewing needle and black thread

Legs (make 2)- black

R1: 4sc in mr (4)

R2: inc around (8)

R3-7: sc around (5 rounds) (8)

F/o and leave a long tail for sewing

Feet (make 2)- black

R1: 3sc in mr (3)

R2: sc, inc, sc (4)

R3: sc, inc, 2sc inc (6)

R4: 2sc, inc, 2sc, inc (8)

F/o leave a long tail for sewing

Pak (make 1)- light grey

R1: 4sc in mr (4)

R2: inc, sc (6)

R3: 2inc, sc, inc, 2sc (9)

R4: 2sc, 4inc, 2sc, slst (13)

R5-6: sc around (2 rounds) (13)

F/o leave a long tail for sewing

Big pak spot (make 1)- light pink

R1: 4sc in mr (4) Sl st into 1st stitch

f/o and leave a long tail for sewing

Small pak spot (make 2)- light pink

R1: 3sc in mr (3) sl st into 1st stitch

F/o and leave a long tail for sewing

Eyes (make 2)- red

R1: 6sc in mr (6)

R2: inc around (12)

R3: 4sc, 2inc, 4sc, 2inc (16)

R4-5: sc around (2 rounds) (16)

Antennae (make 2)- black

R1: 3 sc in mr (3)

R2-19: sc around (18 rounds) (3)

Assembly

Sew arms to shoulder pads

Sew bottom of feet to the sides of the legs so they create an “L” shape

Sew pak spots to the pak

Sew pak to body

Sew arms to body

Sew legs to body

Sew eyes to the lower left and lower right sides of the head

Cut out eyeshine out of light pink felt and hot glue it or sew it to the eyes

Cut 2 pieces of 5 inches of pipe cleaner/wire and fold in an inch on both sides so it’s 3 inches long. Insert them into each the antennae and sew antennae towards the back of the head. Fold back 1/4 of the antenna so it creates a right angle.

Congrats you just finished your irken invader, now go take over the earth!

[x-bluefire-heart-x]

The First Meeting

Alright so finally, it appears my tablet is letting me upload. Chapter 7 of Dating App is ready. This chapter just didn't want to write itself and I am still not 100% happy with it. But it is here.

Warnings: None really, just gooey fluff

Prompt List

Master List

Tag List: @pear-1206

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, 10

It had been three weeks since the two of you shared your first night together, and the following morning had been one of the best in your life. Rafael had made good on his promise to mark you up and then took you out for brunch. In the following weeks you had thankfully managed to see each other more than the previous few weeks, which both sets of coworkers were happy about. Lily especially as you had stopped getting so cranky at people in the library. And you had finally been able to make good on your promise to read to him after he cooks dinner at your apartment. Which the two of you had thoroughly enjoyed, plus the time in bed afterwards was just amazing. The two of you had explored so much getting to know each other’s bodies, and different things the two of you liked and didn’t like. You had both deleted the dating app together the morning after your first time. Each of you privately knowing that you didn’t want anyone else.

“Rafael, I must meet Liv,” you called out to him. Rafael walked out of the home office he had in his apartment to lean against the counter watching you cook dinner.

“Must you now, Chica?” he asked. You turned around from where you were stirring some sauce at the stove.

“Yes I must,” you nodded. “You talk about her a lot, and I know how much she has done to make sure we can spend time together. And I would like to personally thank her. Plus she is your best friend- don’t you dare try to deny that – and I would like to get to know my boyfriends best friend.”

“Boyfriend?” Rafael raised an eyebrow. You froze, spoon raised half way to your mouth when you realised what you said. Neither of you had spoken about terminology or if this relationship was serious, but you had been thinking about it since the first night you spent together. You wanted him to be your boyfriend, you wanted this it be serious. And if you were being really honest, you didn’t want anyone else.

“Oh, um, I mean-” you became flustered. “We haven’t talked about it but…I mean I don’t have to call you that. And I mean if you don’t want this to be serious, or-or if you are not ready to call it serious, we can just pretend I didn’t say that.”

Rafael grinned at you as he walked slowly towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist tugging you to him. He placed a kiss on your nose.

“Of course my girlfriend can call me her boyfriend,” he grinned. “I won’t lie I was putting off this conversation but not because I wasn’t ready for this particular talk but because I didn’t want you to feel pressured.”

“Then I guess this can be considered that particular conversation,” you perked up bouncing a little as you wrapped your arms around his neck to place a kiss on his lips. “Boyfriend.”

Rafael smiled endearingly at you before letting you go, you turned back to the stove to continue cooking. He stepped up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned against your back watching you cook.

“So, meeting Liv,” you pressed. “Please?”

“Of course I want you two to meet,” Rafael smiled. “I’ll see if I can organise something with her for the weekend.”

“Maybe I could cook something?” you suggested. “Or do you think it would be better if we went out?”

“I think something here could be nice, and we can cook something,” Rafael smiled pressing kisses into your neck.

“Sounds good, now get gone before you distract me and I burn our dinner,” you giggled pressing back into him.

 “Keep that up and I’ll be all too happy for dinner to burn and we can buy take out,” Rafael growled.

“I have spent too much time on this!” you pouted. “And we are going to eat this.”

“Alright, alright,” Rafael backed away a cheeky smile on his face with his hands held up in surrender.

“Good man,” you wagged a finger at him. “Besides I know you have a case file to go through, dinner will be another…thirty minutes maybe.”

“Thank you sweetheart,” Rafael sent one wink your way before disappearing back into his home office.

--

“Oh, by the way you’re coming to my place for lunch on Saturday, Chica wants to meet you and wants to cook for you,” Rafael said just as Liv was about to leave his office. She paused, turned around with an eyebrow raised and crossed her arms.

“Are you asking me or telling me?” Liv asked. “I could have had plans.”

“But you don’t,” Rafael shrugged. “Otherwise you would have mentioned them by now.”

“They could have been made last night or this morning,”

“Is this you trying to get out of meeting my girlfriend? I’m a little offended by that,”

“Girlfriend? So, it’s official?” Liv grinned walking back to the desk. “And no, I have been dying to meet her for ages, this is me being offended that you just assumed I was free.”

“Yes, we made it official last night,” Rafael’s tone briefly switched from the teasing scorn he had been using moments before to the normal soft, sweet tone he tended to use when talking about you. “Well, then you shouldn’t have an issue with coming to mine on Saturday for lunch.”

“I hate you,” Liv muttered. “Fine, Saturday, I’ll get there at 11:30. No complaints, and I’ll bring wine, does she prefer red or white.”

“No you don’t,” Rafael looked back at the paperwork on his desk. “She prefers red, I believe she is making a chicken dish.”

“Sounds delicious,” Liv grinned walking out of his office without any further conversation.

--

You were busy running around Rafael’s apartment, he had spent the morning cleaning it while you cooked lunch and prepared the dessert. You were putting the finishing touches on the table he had, as well as placing a few reed diffusers around the place, to make it more relaxing.

“Babe, she has been to my apartment before you know,” Rafael smiled watching as you nervously fluffed the cushions on the couch, rearranged the fake flowers on the coffee table before checking on the chicken again. He trailed behind you.

“Yes but never to meet me,” you said over your shoulder. “What if she doesn’t like me? What if the food isn’t good?”

“Sweetheart, look at me,” Rafael tugged you to him, cupping your cheeks. “Liv already likes you, the food you make is always amazing and she will love it.”

You opened you mouth to say something else but he cut you off with his lips, pressing against yours softly. He continued to kiss along your cheeks drawing a smile from you and helping to calm you down. Your arms wrapped his waist, as you leaned forward to kiss him back.

“Better?” he asked as he stroked along your cheeks.

“A little,” you nodded, teeth worrying your bottom lip. You were about to say something else when Rafael’s buzzer went off, you looked towards the clock on the oven you saw that it was just past 11:30, the time Liv told Rafael she would arrive. “Quick, go let her in!” you started pushing Rafael towards his front door.

“Alright, alright Chica,” he laughed, ducking to give you one last kiss before he went to allow Liv access to the building. “Are you going to answer the door with me?”

“I suppose I should, shouldn’t I?” you murmured, looking down as Rafael offered you his hand. You grinned, taking it and linked your fingers together as you waited by the door to let Liv in.

“I’ll do the introductions,” Rafael promised kissing the hand holding his. Not a moment later there was a knock at his door.

You felt your stomach knot in nerves at the sound, Rafael squeezed your hand once before letting it go to open the door. You had seen a picture of Liv on Rafael’s phone once or twice but those photos did not do the woman on the other side of the door any justice. She was stunning and had such a presence about her. You instantly felt safe in her presence.

“Liv,” Rafael smiled reaching forward to hug her before stepping aside and inviting her in. He shut the door behind her before stepping back to your side. “Liv this is y/n, chica this is Olivia Bensen.”

“It is so good to finally meet you,” Liv smiled, her eyes lighting up as she looked you. She held a bottle of wine that she quickly passed to Rafael. “Are you a hugger?”

“Same here, Rafi, talks about you a lot,” you grinned, the nerves slowly leaving your stomach. “And yes, I very much so am a hugger.”

Liv’s grin widened as she stepped closer to you and wrapped you up in a hug, squeezing you gently. Her hug had you feeling like you were wrapped up in warmth, you felt incredibly safe and secure in the older woman’s hold. You squeezed her back before letting her go, looking over at Rafael to see that soft little smile he has whenever he is happy and content, on his face as he looked at two of his favourite people. You had mostly been nervous about what happen if you meet Liv and she didn’t like you, she was such an important person in Rafael’s life, the only person who was more important would be his mother. And the thought of meeting her made you feel like nearly fainting.

“Right, lunch is just about ready, why don’t you two take a seat at the table, Rafael could you pour the wine?” you asked. “That should give it time to breathe.” You quickly hustled into the kitchen leaving the other two to make their way to the kitchen table.

“She is adorable,” Liv gushed quietly watching you check on the chicken dish and finishing up a few other things to have with the dish, she could just hear you quietly humming. “And that food smells delicious, can’t believe I finally get to taste her cooking. The others will be so jealous.”

Rafael grinned as he opened the bottle of wine and placing it in the middle of the table to let it breathe.

“Well, Chica was rather insistent that I introduce the two of you,” Rafael grinned. “I wanted to keep her to myself for a little bit longer but…I’ve recently discovered that I can’t say no to her.”

“I can see why,” Liv smiled at her best friend, while yes she was incredibly smug about being right about going on the dating app, mostly she was just glad that Rafael was happy. And probably the happiest she has ever seen him. “You know the others will want to meet her even more once they find out that I have.”

“Yes, well, they can wait longer,” Rafael huffed, though Liv could see that he loved the fact that the team was excited to meet his woman and he enjoyed the teasing the team gave him. He once told her that it made him feel like he was really part of the team and that the others genuinely did enjoy spending time with him, as he had seen them teasing each other for a while before they started doing the same to him.

“I’m going to help her,” Liv declared. She wanted to talk with you without Rafael around.

“I wouldn’t, she has this thing about guests helping,” Rafael told her but let her wonder into the kitchen regardless.

“Y/n, is there anything I can do?” Liv asked standing out of your way as you pulled some plates out of the microwave.

“Oh, no, don’t be silly,” you waved her away. “You are a guest, and it is nearly done.”

“I can at least help you carry the plates out,” Liv insisted.

“Rafael did mention that you were stubborn,” you laughed giving in, you watched her out of the corner at your eyes, checking to see if Rafael was anywhere near. “I actually did want to thank you, for getting Rafael on that dating app, and running interference for the first few dates we had.”

“Of course,” Liv said. “Rafael is a very important person to me, and I want him to be happy.”

“…I want him to be happy as well,” you whispered, eyes down at the plates you were currently serving the food onto.

“Well, I haven’t seen him this happy, ever,” Liv told you coming to stand beside you, grinning when you flushed at her statement.

“I was a little worried meeting you,” you confessed. “You’re his best friend, even if he won’t ever admit it.”

“I was a little nervous as well,” Liv assured you.

“Well, you needn’t worry, I liked you before even meeting you,” you giggled. “It was the moment he said you would be smug about the fact that he met someone on the dating app he didn’t want to go on.”

Liv smiled at you about to open her mouth when Rafael’s voice called out.

“How long are you two going to gossip about me?”

“Not much longer!”

“As long as we want to, love!”

“I never should have allowed you two to meet,” you could hear him muttering to himself.

You and Liv were still giggling as you brought in the plates, along with another plate that had nicely warmed bread rolls. You both rolled your eyes when you saw him pouting in his seat, as you placed his plate down in-front of him you pressed a kiss to his temple.

“Oh stop pouting, Mr Lawyer,” you scolded him, dropping enough to whisper in his ear. “Or no dessert later.”

Rafael grinned up at you, his eyes darkened promising that dessert would be happening. Liv pretended not to witness the moment between the two of you. Her heart swelled to witness it, and it made her miss Tucker a little. The three of you picked up the wine that Rafael had poured while you and Liv were in the kitchen and clicked them together before taking a sip.

“Oh, that is a nice wine, Olivia,” you hummed. “I’ll have to take a picture of the label.”

“It was one that I got in Paris with Ed,” Liv smiled. “And please call me Liv.”

“You went to Paris?” you asked eyes wide. “Oh, I never did get to travel much out of England when I was over there.”

“Paris was amazing,” Liv said. “Have you wanted to go?”

“Always, it looks so romantic,” you sighed. “I always dreamed about waking up and walking to a café to have breakfast with the Eiffel Tower visible and then go to a park and just read in the shade of a tree.”

Liv threw a look at Rafael raising her eyebrows in a little wiggle before focusing on you again. Noting the far away look in your eyes and how they would slightly shift to Rafael before looking away, cheeks heating a little under the beautiful light make up you wore.

“Well, I hope you get go one day,” Liv picked up her knife and fork trying a piece of the beautiful cooked chicken. “Oh my god, this is delicious. Rafael how dare you keep her cooking from us every time you bring it to the station.”

“Rafi, how rude,” you teased winking at Liv. “Thank you, I’m very glad you like it. You’ll have to take some left overs.” Rafael didn’t even bother responding just stuffed some more food in his mouth, rolling his eyes but he still sent you tender looks, as his foot reached out to touch yours.

“Don’t have to offer twice,” Liv tucked back into the meal.

Rafael was watching you as he ate, plans and thoughts running through his head a million miles an hour. He however wasn’t sure if his plans were too soon to be thinking about, if asking you to go on a holiday with him should wait until maybe the 6 month mark. You had only been seeing each other for just under two months, but he could see the two of you in Paris together, having breakfast, reading a book in a park, going to museums and palaces, he would take you to all the wineries and buy you as many bottles as you wanted.

“So, Y/n,” Liv started interrupting Rafael’s train of thought. “How has Rafael been treating you?”

“Really Liv?” Rafael asked taking a sip of his wine. “With me in the room?”

“Aw, what’s the matter, worried what she may say?” Liv asked.

“No,” Rafael reached out and took your hand bringing it to his lips to kiss the knuckles, enjoying that that action can still make you flush.

“He’s been absolutely amazing,” you gushed. “Of course he teases and taunts but I give as good.”

“I don’t tease, Chica,” Rafael huffs.

“Darling, don’t lie, that’s a horrible habit for a prosecutor,” you stroked your fingers across his wrist and up his palm. “But in all seriousness, Rafael has treated me with nothing but respect, he is the sweetest man I have met. Always making me feel comfortable and adored. He has made me the happiest I have ever been.”

Rafael felt his heart stutter in his chest at your words, he knew that you were happy with him but didn’t realise the extent that he made you happy. He couldn’t look away from you, not even caring that Liv was witness to this little moment the two of you were having. He loved how you were never afraid to say what you were thinking and that you never hid your feelings.

“How cute,” Liv cooed a little, thoroughly enjoying this moment. “I was hoping for more to tease Rafi on but I will take this adorable little moment.”

“That’ll come when he isn’t here,” you promised. “Maybe we could grab coffee or cocktails?”

“That sounds fantastic, would you like to meet Amanda?”

“Yes I would! Rafi doesn’t talk as much about Amanda but I would love to meet the rest of the team,” you grinned sitting up, ignoring Rafael’s whine of complaint.

“There goes keeping you to myself for longer,” Rafael muttered, though his eyes showed that he was happy that you were excited to meet his friends and colleagues, he had lent towards you his hand taking yours again. You grinned at him, rolling your eyes at the childish behaviour from him. “I still get all of your food first though.”

“Fine I promise,” you sighed sending a grin towards Olivia as he raised your hand to his lips again, you thought you saw her phone pointed at the two of you but couldn’t be sure so you let it go.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA for saying I’m epileptic?

Background: I (17M) have multiple seizures a week, typically 2 - 4. I’ve been in and out of hospital getting investigations done into the cause since July of last year, when they started. The doctors don’t know the cause. Currently all they’ve given me is “non-epileptic, possibly trauma based.” The seizures are typically grand-mal, tonic-clonic, (if you don’t know what this means, picture your stereotypical epileptic seizure) lasting between 10-30 minutes. Sometimes there is multiple recurring immediately.

Now this is fine. I’ve accepted it. The issue is I never know what to tell people when they happen. Paramedics almost always get called when they happen in public—understandable. But then after when people are checking up on me (and I do appreciate this) they always have so many questions I don’t know how to answer. At first I would tell people, “yeah, I don’t know the cause, the doctors think maybe trauma” I would maybe 8/10 times get “oh, so you can control them?” “so you’re faking them?” or roughly something along those lines. And let me tell you—I am tired. These seizures are so draining, especially at the rate they’re currently happening. I’m so tired of having to explain to people what it is, and why I don’t know what it is, and answering all their questions when they don’t know the terminology I’m using. I feel like it would just be so much easier to say I’m epileptic, because that’s how my seizures present, and people know what epilepsy is and I don’t have to go into any details. At the same time, it’s not epilepsy and I feel like maybe I’m taking space away from actual epileptic people.

Of course, I would tell the paramedics and people who need to know/people I’m close to the truth. I just feel like I don’t actually owe these other people any details, and it IS personal. But I’m not sure. WIBTA?

What are these acronyms?

[ros3ybabe]

Daily Check-in: May 6, 2024 🎀

Monday was so tiring and very neutral. Some good happened, some bad happened. I went to bed super angry and grumpy last night. But it happens when you're tired like that. I got some stuff done but I need tonrestart my reading habits tracker because i didn't read yesterday.

🩷 What I Accomplished:

studied Spanish for 11 minutes

completed a psyc assignment

involuntarily rescheduled my quiz for psyc for Tuesday morning

completed more chemistry homework

took a 200 question medical terminology final online (I passed, yayyyy)

washed dishes

worked an ~8 hour shift

did my morning skincare

walked over 12.7k steps (I took my watch off for a bit so I think it was closer to 13k)

💞 Good Things That Happened:

my supervisor bought me coffee

my friend joined me in a study room

I stayed consistent at work

I managed to study Spanish

figured out some more summer work stuff

💗 Stuff For Tuesday

study spanish

take my psyc quiz

study chemistry

work a ~10 hour shift

complete more homework

morning skincare and joirnaling

read some of a book

I'm tired. I'm so tired this morning. need all the coffee.

💕 Song of The Day: WOOAH - Blush

what a cutesy song, love the vibe so so much. the choice was between this and Lucky Girl Syndrome. Maybe the latter will be for Tuesday!

til next time lovelies 🩷

[chronicallycouchbound]

Rating names/terms for Ehlers Danlos Syndrome:

Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome: 10/10 Lawful neutral, it’s the official terminology, lets you know what’s up

EDS (in all caps): 9/10 Sometimes confused with other unrelated conditions and acronyms but usually works

EDs (‘S’ is lowercase): 2/10 Usually refers to erectile dysfunction or eating disorders, which causes a lot of confusion.

Ehlers Danlos: 8/10. Good shorthand while still knowing what’s going on.

Earers Daniel’s Syndrome: 1/10. I have only heard this once, from an ER doctor. He said it to me as he turned away from his screen (which was pulled up to the Web MD page for EDS) and proceeded to mansplain my condition to me inaccurately. At least he tried.

“Eyers Dan—“ *waves hand around*: -5/10 I’ve heard this one a lot from medical professionals. I just know I’m about to be malpracticed and am already planning the quickest way out of the situation.

Zebras: 6/10 I like the imagery, I like mascots, I like the story (when doctors are in med school they’re told “if you hear hoofbeats, think horses, not zebras” but them zebras are missed) however, I have two criticisms: a) more rare conditions are out there, and zebras technically refers to any rare diseases, not just EDS b) I feel sad when I think about how it basically calls EDS the “I was medically malpracticed disease”

EDSers: 8/10 a cute lil shorthand for “people with EDS”. Easier to explain than the zebras thing

hEDS/vEDS/cEDS/including subtypes: 7/10 I like the idea of being able to know what your subtype is and find people in your sub community, HOWEVER my only concern is that it can feel (and used for) invalidating people without a genetically confirmed subtype because of inaccessibility. I haven’t had gene testing because I can’t afford it— but I have clinically diagnosed EDS, which has been confirmed at multiple hospitals by multiple specialists. I score a 9/9 on the Brighton, meet all major criteria, and meet almost every other minor criteria for EDS on top of that. But I don’t know my subtype yet. I don’t hate/dislike people who use this term and I don’t discourage it, but I do encourage mindfulness about genetic testing accessibility and privilege of access.

Bendy disease: 10/10 a silly goofy joke I say with friends “I cannot walk up stairs on account of my loosey goosey bendy disease” which is always funny to me. Even with my serious things like “my life threatening cardiac conditions are rapidly progressing” you add “on account of my bendy disease” and bam theres my coping skill.

Ehlers: 3/10 a step in the right direction, but it sounds like “yellers” and dismisses half of the team that described the condition

“Double jointed”: 1/10 I was told my whole life until I was 18 that I was just “double jointed” for starters, it’s medically inaccurate. You’re hyper extending, subluxing, or even dislocating joints whenever you’re “double jointed” in a joint. There is not two joints there (unless you’ve had x rays and for some reason genuinely do have two joints in that spot). I honestly hate this term and it’s incredibly dismissive of the pain that happens with EDS while also making it seem like a super power that we’re encouraged to do

Contortionist: 1/10 [NOTE!!! some contortionists DO NOT have EDS and can just bend like that. Some have benign joint hypermobility. But many contortionists do have EDS.] In the context of people with EDS, I hate this term. It’s often the first thing people jump to when I explain my condition. They see my crippled ass in my wheelchair/powerchair or limping around with my cane/crutches/rollator, usually in multiple braces/supports (and thats just external noticeable-to-everyone things, let alone if you hear any aspects of my daily life) and their first thought is: “wow!! So you can entertain me like it’s a freak show!” And not “holy shit dozens of dislocations per day and countless subluxations per day must be excruciating”. I did contortions when I was younger to get praise and due to peer pressure. Fuck that noise I will not be your ugly law era freak show creepy cripple p0rn. Fuck everything to do with that actually.

[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

Sorry, Wrong Comms! Masterlist

Season one Bad Batch AU fic; our favorite squadron of rouge Clones escapes the Empire (some more reluctantly than others) post Order 66 and do their best to make their way in a turbulent galaxy. When a medical emergency puts one of their own at risk, they're forced to seek out medical help, and end up forging a friendship in the woman who kindly helps them.

She may be a simple medic, but she's no stranger to the sick and injured of the galaxy, even when things get grisly once more for the Bad Batch...

Please mind the warnings for each chapter as there are things like vague medical terminology, near death(s), mild injury description + care, blood, drugs (both medical and **recreational references), use of restraints, needles (autoinjectors), nausea and non-descriptive mentions of vomit, language and minor adult themes throughout the series.

*RATING: 16+ | STATUS: Complete | POV: 3rd Person | Fem Reader

🩺Chapter 1

🩺Chapter 2

🩺Chapter 3

🩺Chapter 4

🩺Chapter 5

🩺Chapter 6

🩺Chapter 7

🩺Chapter 7.5

🩺Chapter 8

🩺Chapter 9

🩺Chapter 10

🩺Chapter 11

🩺Chapter 12

Started: 5/1/2023 | Finished: 7/24/2023 | Total word count: 82,209

*I am aware chapters will say "Intended audience is 13+"; these were written some time ago and new edits will not always "take" when I have tried to save them.

**This is a one-time occurrence.

[study-with-aura]

Friday, May 31, 2024

I disliked the weather today. It is what it is. I did get a lot done. I decided to do some Biology review as well on the questions I keep missing which are on energy and transport. I reviewed enzymes today, and I will review passive and active transport on Monday. I am so close to course mastery in both Geometry and High School Biology. Once I reach course mastery in Geometry, I plan to start the Getting Ready for Algebra 2 course.

I also found a neat music composition course online that is free! I am going to start it on Monday. It focuses on classical composition and has a greater focus on harmony and counterpoint later on according to the syllabus, and if I am going to be ready for level 10 harmony and counterpoint by next summer, starting now is a good idea. It's comparable to a second year university course if that tells you the difficulty of it! The workbooks are always very bland, and while my teacher goes through all of it with me too, I want to do some independent study while I have the extra free time to do so.

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend! I will be helping with prep for the service unit bridging ceremony, and then I am going to go to the art museum with my family. I haven't been in a while, so I am very excited to view the current exhibits!

Tasks Completed:

History 9 - Reviewed second set of terminology flashcards

Theory - Reviewed binary forms

KA Geometry - Completed daily mastery challenge

KA Biology - Completed Unit 8: Lesson 3 (parts 4-8) + reviewed Unit 3: Lesson 2

Duolingo - Studied for approximately 30 minutes (Spanish + French + Chinese)

Piano - Practiced for two hours in one hour split sessions

Reading - Read pages 164-195 of A Whisper in the Walls by Scott Reintgen

Chores - Dusted my bedroom, my bathroom, and the study + laundered my bedding

Activities of the Day:

Personal Bible Study (Matthew 6)

Morning Yoga

Virtual advanced ballet class

3 hours gaming with Julien (not all at once)

Evening Stretch

Journal/Mindfulness

[little-teacupss]

My Masterlist + Rules + blog

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Their good fairy. Series

Part one.

Part two.

Part three of part one of castlecoming.

Part three of part two of castlecoming.

Part four the ending. Coming soon

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P.S. - I love you two-shots

P.S. - I still love you.

P.S. - I'll always love you. Coming soon

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May your anchor be tight and your heart be mine. Series

Chapter I.

Chapter II.

Chapter III. Coming soon

Chapter IV. Coming soon

Chapter V. Coming soon

Chapter VI. Coming soon

Chapter VII. Coming soon

More chapters under construction!!

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Famey

The Pirate meets his fairy.

The Pirate and his Fairy.

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Forky

The Pirate and His Fairy.

The Serptine's Jealousy.

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Miscellaneous/Spin offs.

Family Montage - mini fics.

Couples therapy - mini fic

She's yours - angst fic

Memes with MFH and the VK's - meme quotes

Part two of MFH and the VK's - meme qoutes

The trapped fairy - Yandere fic part one

The trapped Fairy pt 2 - Yandere fic part two

Harriet's lullaby - yandere mini fic

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Rules.

1. I do take requests, but there are somethings I will not write

2. Character death, it's just that I've never done it and would have no clue how to set it up - I might be trying it in an upcoming story

3. NSFW/non-con/SA, once again I've never written about it before and would have no clue how to set it up, but also I will not write about non-con/SA, it's not in my morals and not something I support or want to Romanticize. But for NSFW, I will have as far as making out, implied, and off-screen, that is as far as I will go

4. Labor scenes, it would make me uncomfortable to write about something so sensitive, I'll go as far as getting to the hospital and after

5. Omegaverse, sorry in some ways I think it can be written well depending on the person, I'm just not one to those people

6. Suicide, sorry I won't write about that kind of sensitive subject

7. I only write character x character, unfortunately I've tried to do character x reader, and it doesn't work for me either I go into writers block, or it doesn't perform well, or it never gets finished

8. I won't write stories where the partner is bullying the other partner, for example: Bridget x Hook, Morgie x Fay, Maleficent x Fay x Hades. I'm sorry, but it doesn't sit right with me

9. Domestic abuse, once again, goes against my morals and trauma, but also I won't write about that kind of sensitive topic

10. At the moment I'm only writing for Descendants, but I will notify when I'm writing for other Randoms

And that's all for Rules for now.

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Blog.

On tumblr got under little-teacups. I'm a minor, I go by she/her, I will not allow any kind of bullying, I also believe you can give criticism without being a prick.

Tagged Creators: @giveityourworst

My co-founder/creditor of the MFH ship: @giveityourworst

Remembering Eric Pankratz.

Multi-Universe lores.

Pirate terminology.

My anons

🎃 anon - pronouns they/them

🦐 anon - pronouns he/they

[cptapathy]

My takeaway for the new UK guidance on gender transitioning in schools

Please, everyone, respond to the guidance and call it out as how shit it is, don't just accept this shit.

Here is the link to respond to this attack on trans youth

https://consult.education.gov.uk/equalities-political-impartiality-anti-bullying-team/gender-questioning-children-proposed-guidance/

1. If you are under 18, are doubting/exploring your gender and wish to involve the teaching staff but not your parents, then explicitly say to them, "if my parents find out they will beat me"

This is the only way to prevent the teacher from having a legal duty to inform your parents

2. The guidance is rife with "G3nder Cri1ical" terminology, but what do you expect from the equality minister for Britain?

3. Unsupportive teachers will be able to justify their prejudice as "watchful waiting" as laid out in the guidance as step 1

Just to clarify, if a 16yo comes to ask to be referred to by a different name or pronouns step 1‽ is to not honour those requedts for an indeterminate period of time to "make sure." This will be standard across an entire country

4. A direct quote

"Does the child feel pressured to identify differently because they simply do not align with stereotypes associated with their sex? This is relevant as some people think gender identity reinforces stereotypes about men and women"

They need to spend some time on tumblr, ain't nothing about you freaks that reinforces gender stereotypes

5. Another quote

Schools "should not unilaterally adopt any changes, including using a new name or new pronouns, unless or until this has been agreed by the school or college in accordance with the proper procedures and... parental consent"

So, any time a child considers their gender identity, there must be a school meeting about accepting it. They then go on to talk about "contested views"

But if anyone has contrary views, those are protected and "must be respected," not period of denial, and informing the parent to then hold a meeting of if those views are necessary for the school to honour.

6. "Agreeing to a child’s request to have others use different pronouns about them is a significant decision."

No it fucking isn't

7. Children under the age of 11 are not allowed to have different pronouns. It's just an outright blanket ban on using gender affirming pronouns for Under 11s.

8. Over 11 well, now we have to decide if using they/them is a large enough benefit to you that it "outweighs the impact on the school community."

Idiots the lot of them

8. But if we do accept a pronoun change, you will still be referred to as "girls" or "boys" collectively, and we won't stop teachers or other students from not using your pronouns. Did you think this was to enforce your pronoun use? No, no, no, this is just to allow YOU to use those pronouns, god forbid a student decide for themselves how they want to be referred to!

9. Literally just explicit transphobia

"Schools and colleges should exhaust all other options, such as using first names, to avoid requiring other individuals having to use preferred pronouns"

10. The first and only mention of bullying, in full

"In all cases, bullying of any child must not be tolerated. No child should be sanctioned for honest mistakes when adapting to a new way of interacting with another pupil"

Why does that feel like they're defending transphobes from bullying? Oh, right, because that's what they are doing.

11. Did anyone expect anything different to this?

"Responding to a request to support any degree of social transition must not include allowing access to these spaces"

So, it will be a legal requirement for teachers in England to prevent trans people from going to a toilet or changing room designated for their gender.

12. This one is not a legal requirement but rather a "should" statement, which is trans children "should" be held to the same uniform status as other children of their AGAB.

I'm running out of commentary here

13. No one is surprised that trans people are once again banned in sports

The full doc for anyone willing to go through it

https://consult.education.gov.uk/equalities-political-impartiality-anti-bullying-team/gender-questioning-children-proposed-guidance/supporting_documents/Gender%20Questioning%20Children%20%20nonstatutory%20guidance.pdf

Boys, girls, and the genders we aren't allowed to mention, that is my summary of the UK government proposed guidance on trans students.

Please help stop them.

[heavenlyhoundoom]

Sams incorrect quotes 6.

1.Lunar: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE! Lunar: aggressively throws water bottles Bloodmoon: Uh… what's up with him? Eclispe: He's trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us. Lunar: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU! Ruin, crying: It's working.

2.Earth: What state do you live in? Sun: I live in a state of constant anxiety.

3.Eclipse, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here. Earth: Hey. Ruin: Hi. Lunar: Hello. Moon: Hey! Eclipse: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only! Bloodmoon: We were out of Doritos.

4.Ruin: Yeah, I find it quite emotional. In like a cool way. Bloodmoon: Did you just say it makes you cry in a cool way?

5.Sun: What's the most efficient way to burn calories? Earth: Exercise more. Bloodmoon: Set yourself on fire! Moon: There are two kinds of people.

6.Moon: Hello Bloodmoon, made anyone cry today? Bloodmoon: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.

7.Ruin: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?

8.Eclipse: I'm not doing to well. Earth: What's wrong? Eclipse: I have this headache that comes and goes. Bloodmoon enters the room Eclipse: There it is again.

9.Sun: Is Bloodmoon always like this when they lose? Ruin: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015. Bloodmoon: You bumped that table and you know it!

10.Ruin: If you don't stop talking, I'm going to jump out of that window. Lunar: …We're on the ground floor. Ruin: I know but I want a dramatic exit.

11.Eclipse: holding a salt packet It’s just a little sodium chloride. Moon: Actually Eclipse , it’s salt. Eclipse : That’s what I said, sodium chloride. Moon: Uh Eclipse, that would be salt. Moon: *takes salt packer from Eclipse * This is iodized table salt, which in addition to sodium chloride contains anti-caking agents and potassium iodate, which is added to prevent iodine deficiency. So not only are you being overly pretentious by insisting on using scientific terminology for everyday items, you are factually wrong. Your arrogance is your downfall, you annoying little shit.

12.Lunar: Good morning. Earth: Good morning. Sun: Good morning. Eclipse: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit. Bloodmoon : MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS!

13.Bloodmoon : Hey, can I get a sip of that water? Moon: It’s not water. Bloodmoon: Vodka! I like your sty- Moon: It’s vinegar. Bloodmoon: …What? Moon: It's vinegar, PUSSY.

14.Lunar: Bloodmoon , I am questioning your sanity… Moon: I never questioned it, I knew their sanity was missing from the start.

15.Bloodmoon: You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. Bloodmoon: That's why I own TEN guns. Bloodmoon: Just in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder.

16.Ruin: Fight me! Bloodmoon, standing behind him and holding a knife: mouths Do not.

17.Bloodmoon: I lost Lunar. Sun: How did you LOSE Lunar?! Bloodmoon: To be fair, he is very small.

18.Eclipse: Everyone synchronise your watches. Lunar: I don't know how to do that. Bloodmoon: I don't wear a watch. Ruin: Time is a construct.

19.Sun: Look guys, I need help. Earth: Love help? Moon: Financial help? Lunar: Emotional help? Bloodmoon: Help moving a body? *Everybody looks at Bloodmoon * Bloodmoon: What?

20.Moon: A mouse! Sun, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from, or I'll stab you. Bloodmoon, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal! Earth, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy. Ruin, gasping: It's Ratatouille! Eclipse: His name is Remi, dummy. Moon: …I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window… "What is wrong with you people.

[lobotomy-jpeg]

ROACH APPRECIATORS!

Looking to add more of Roach in your rotation of blorbos? Curious about the Revenge's cook surgeon? What makes a background character with such few lines so compelling?

There's a whole free zine about his character - including annotated scene by scene screenshots, costume breakdowns, information on Amazigh culture, and links to Samba's interviews, BTS, deleted scenes, and other posted goodies!

You can find it here:

[id: graphic announcing the updated Roach zine - Tender as Hell. A Roach reference zine for artists , writers and creators. By Randy Roy/@royaleminit/bongbingbong, with the link to where you can download it and artwork by the compiler of the zine: A back view of Roach looking somewhere to our left in a sky background. His back is bare. /end id]

Here's the zine contents under the split!

Contents for alt text purposes:

Author's note

Sources

Season 1 costumes

Season 2 costumes

Roach: A character study

Roach's Creations

The Soup

Roach's domain (the galley)

Writing Roach as Amazigh

Terminology

Geography

Different Amazigh tribes

The Touareg people

Food and cooking

Languages

Fanfic recommendations

Season 1 scene by scene analysis

Episode 1

Episode 2

Episode 3

Episode 4

Episode 6

Episode 7

Episode 8

Episode 9

Episode 10

Season 2 scene by scene analysis

Episode 1

Episode 2

Episode 3

Episode 4

Episode 5

Episode 6

Episode 7

Episode 8

Drawing references

Final thoughts

[ghoul-foolery]

Dirty Windows | 13 | Nora x Hancock

A Fallout 4 Soulmate AU

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Fic Summary:

Hancock never thought he would find his soulmate. Once a common occurrence, soulmates turned into a bit of a rarity after the bombs dropped. It was to be expected when there was an influx of people getting shot in the face on a daily basis. So when Hancock discovered that he had a soulmate he was ecstatic; all of the people in the Commonwealth, and he was one of the lucky few.

Too bad his soulmate didn't want anything to do with him.

When Nora thought for sure she was going to die too, the pain stopped – and then there was nothing. Nothing but the emptiness. Nothing but the grief. Half of her soul was suddenly gone forever. She was dropped in the middle of the ocean, drifting among the waves with no land in sight. Then just as suddenly she had been cast adrift, she found land. The hole was filled the moment it had been created. As she gripped Nate’s vault suit and begged him to open his eyes, Nora found herself battling with the horrifying realization that she had another soulmate; that some stranger had taken Nate's place.

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Hancock had been through some shit in his lifetime. He had a front row seat to watch as his very own brother succumbed to an insatiable desire for power. He witnessed the moral degradation of an entire city. Hancock had been beaten, used, oppressed, and then he led an entire goddamn coup. He chased a high so intense that he went ghoul. To put it simply, Hancock had experience many aspects of living in post-apocalyptic America and that’s what Nora needed. While she (thankfully) didn’t really need the perfect styrofoam-to-gasoline ratio to make a perfect Molotov, or how to tie a noose to wrap around an oppressor’s neck, he still had his uses. 

He helped her with common post-apocalypse terminologies:

”That cow has two heads!”

“That’s a Brahmin, doll face.”

”That’s a two-headed cow.”

“Brahmin.”

”Cow.”

“Brahmin.”

He helped her with technical assistance, like hacking into terminals:

“Locked out? What do you mean locked out? Know what, baby? Fuck it. Just shoot the lock.”

“I told you it was ‘Warning’.”

“Yeah, yeah. And I told you to go on ahead and shoot the lock. We are learning about adapting to our circumstances today, sweets.”

He was far better at assisting with lockpicking. With their connection in place he could feel the tension in the pins, the delicate give as the lock began to turn. Lockpicking became his favorite task. It was something in the way he could feel her hands as if they were his own that made it feel intimate. 

Regardless of all of the ups and downs, Hancock valued every single second he spent with Nora through their connection. Learning about his soulmate made Hancock’s heart grow fonder, and fonder. While she didn't mind his swearing, she very much liked to avoid doing it herself. There was a general aversion to violence, but goddamn she got scrappy when she was cornered. Nora was studious, inquisitive. When learning new things she wanted to know the why, the how, and everything in between. She was kind to a fault, and if Hancock wasn’t so biased, he’d tell just about anyone that his girl was going to change the whole fucking Commonwealth. He just wished that she would take his advice when he told her to tell Preston Garvey to stick it where the sun don’t shine. 

Garvey was a nice guy. Out of everyone Nora could have found, Hancock was glad it was him. While he admittedly wished the guy wasn’t so damn handsome, Preston was the compassionate sort. The only problem was that Preston was so deeply insistent that Nora accept the title of Minuteman General. He wanted to make this new settlement Nora’s responsibility, for some fucking reason. Fresh from the vault, learning how to live a new life, and he wanted her to lead. The people in the neighborhood needed to fuck off, too. They came to Nora and bitched about all of their problems, from the lack of food, to lack of water, and shelter, and defenses. 

The stress was beginning to take its toll.

“Honey, you don’t owe these people shit,” he rasped one afternoon, tucked away in his office. He was nursing a cigarette and piss-tasting beer after a particularly strenuous day of doing absolutely nothing.  “You saved them. Let’s not forget that, huh?”

On the other end, Nora was hiding out in some old truck stop near the so-called settlement. She was listening to the radio on her Pip-Boy, staring at the mess of scrapped materials that she had strewn about the garage. The mutt that she had managed to pick up was sitting right beside her, panting softly. He was a scruffy-looking shepherd with awful breath and a chip in his ear. Hancock was jealous of that flea-bag. The damn dog had received more love and attention in the past three days, than he had in all of his entire lifetime.

“Plus,” he continued, “I think he just wants you t’be in charge so he doesn't have t’be accountable when it all goes tits up.”

Nora scoffed, but her emotions didn’t read as annoyed. “I've been kinda thinking that too.” An old football was lifted from the ground, and she gave it a toss out the open garage door. The dog ran off to retrieve it. “I’d love to help but… they expect me to make a water purifier, I don’t even know where I’d start.”

“Give it to that dickhead, Sturges. I bet he could figure it out.”

“Yeah,” she sighed. “Maybe.” A pause and then, “He’s not a dickhead.”

“The fuck he ain’t.” He didn't know, actually. 

In just a couple short days, Hancock learned that Nora didn’t enjoy idle downtime. She would accept these bullshit tasks from Garvey so she could busy herself – and she liked to stay busy at all hours of the day. When she did find herself with nothing to do, she began to struggle. Her mind would slip into some dark places, and Hancock would be able to feel the depression and the sorrow overthrow her in waves. So he made sure to keep her busy during the downtime, supplying ample amounts of idle chatter. Eventually, Nora would be able to sit with her own thoughts without feeling so lost. It might take days, months, years, or it would suddenly be fine all at once. Grief was funny like that. Thankfully, it seemed as if she was doing better by the day. Hancock could see as much despite her many attempts to hold him at a distance. 

Nora would try her hardest to keep her replies short, and to keep the personal details to a minimum – but she would always give in. She wanted someone to talk to, she just had to get used to who she was talking to and accept who he was to her. She refused to talk about her time in the vault, but they talked about other things, silly things that meant absolutely nothing. In those moments Hancock would feel the stress lift, he could feel her mood lighten, and despite all of her efforts he would be able to pull the occasional (beautiful) laugh from the woman.

“You need to throw some of this shit out,” he drawled, taking to meandering around the room. “What are you gonna do with 23 clipboards?”

”25.”

Hancock snorted into his beer, taking a swig as he rounded the back of one of the couches. “Uh huh. And what are you gonna do with the…” he focused on her workspace, surveying the ever-growing mess. “Why do you have pool balls?”

Nora drawled her reply, “Why do you have 13 empty bottles of vodka on your coffee table?”

Hancock blinked a few times, allowing the visions of her workspace fade so he could take a quick glance back at his coffee table. Sure enough; 13 noticeably empty bottles of vodka. And three overflowing ashtrays, but she didn't mention those. Nora didn’t typically reach out to him through their bond, and Hancock let his space get a little dirty in the past few days. A hard frown marred his features. A creeping anxiety made the muscles on the back of his neck prickle with unease. He had been trying to make a good impression, now she probably thought he was some lousy drunk.

Which he was.

He was a druggie, too. And sometimes a chain smoker.

Maybe he ought to start wearing gloves. He didn't want to spook her with his ghoulism if he could help it.

”Calm down. We all have our vices.”

“Yeah? What’s yours, doll?” he angled his eyes towards the ceiling, looking up and away.

There was a soft sigh – a sound of longing if Hancock had ever heard one. “French fries dipped in a chocolate milkshake.” Her naturally husky voice dipped a little lower, sounding deliciously sultry. Fuck, she could could probably read a food label and make it sound sexy.  “There was a little 24-hour diner near my apartment when I was in college. There were some weeks where I went there every day…”

“College, huh? What were you studying?”

"Oh, I'm a lawyer."

He shuffled forward an inch, eyes still canted upward, as he said, "Oh yeah? Lots of need for lawyers in your vault?"

Yeah, he'd definitely have to get gloves or something. He didn't want her spotting his mangled mitts in his periphery if she ever came calling. He could always keep his eyes shut as he had a smoke, or took a drink, but there wasn't a snowball's chance in hell that he was going to remember to close his eyes every time. She was a vaultie, something like ghoulish soulmates demanded a conversation but he was wholeheartedly unwilling to have it until she was well and truly comfortable with him.

“Not yet, please.”

Hancock shushed her gently, “Easy, Nor. I know. No pressure. You gotta tell me, though— what the fuck is a milkshake?”

“You don’t know what a milkshake is?” Nora sighed. ”Maybe I died and this place is Hell.”

Hancock smiled slowly, barely remembering to close his eyes as he took a puff of his cigarette. “Then Heaven must be missing an angel.”

There was a stretch of silence. Then, eventually, an inelegant snort. He felt her smile match his own, and then he heard her laugh. ”Really?”

Hancock shrugged. “I dunno. I’m kinda proud of that one. Thought of that right on the spot.”

”That was awful.”

In times of grief it helped to know that it was still okay to laugh. Despite everything, it was alright to smile, and it was alright to find happiness even in the middle of all of the sad. If there was ever a day where that was all he could do to help her, Hancock would consider it a victory.

//

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[druthersome]

Final Cut

I threw in both and video film terminology and symbols because this was supposed to be a quick little bit of speculation for fun.  Then, somehow, I ended up painstakingly picking out lines from the dub, sub, and official manga translations and it became rather melancholy. Still, I like how it turned out.

Please let me know if the alt text or image descriptions below are inadequate.  This is my first crack at using image descriptions and I decided to start with a long-ish comic for some reason. Le sigh.

[Image Description - Image 1 of 7, Comic Panels 1-4 of 28, arranged 2x2.

Panel 1/28

Itadori, rendered in black outline over a white background, adopts a “time out’ posture.

Above him, text reads: “Domain Expansion: Final Cut”.

Panel 2/28

Over a black background, a white dotted line and the scissor symbols indicative of Itadori’s version of Sukuna’s Shrine technique bisect the panel.

Panel 3/28

In a white void, Itadori stands off in the distance, facing a heaping pile of loose film big enough to bury him.

Panel 4/28

The pile of film looms over Itadori, who stands as nothing more than a white outline staring up at it. End I.D.]

[Image Description - Image 2 of 7, Comic Panels 5-8 of 28, arranged 2x2.

Panel 5/28

Itadori sits down in front of the pile of film, legs folded.

Panel 6/28

Close-up view of Itadori’s hands, still white outlines but with shadowed substance, cradling a strip of black film with care.

Panel 7/28

The black film is sectioned with the dotted lines and scissor symbols of Itadori’s version of the Shrine technique.

Panel 8/28

Black film scraps rain down in the white void, out of focus. End I.D.]

[Image Description - Image 3 of 7, Comic Panels 9-12 of 28, arranged 2x2.

Panel 9/28

Black-tinted view of black outlines of Itadori, Kugisaki, and Fushiguro over a white background, bearing a collection of the scars they’ve accrued in battle.

White scan lines crisscross the panel and a rewind symbol sits in the upper left corner.

Panel 10/28

Black-tinted view of black outlines of Itadori, Kugisaki, and Fushiguro over a white background, now without their scars.

White scan lines crisscross the panel and a rewind symbol sits in the upper left corner.

Panel 11/28

Black-tinted view of Gojo’s face, eyes wide open, bearing the forehead stitches indicative of Kenjaku’s technique.

White scan lines crisscross the panel and a rewind symbol sits in the upper left corner.

Panel 12/28

Black-tinted view of Gojo’s face wearing his typical black blindfold and smirk.

White scan lines crisscross the panel and a rewind symbol sits in the upper left corner. End I.D.]

[Image Description - Image 4 of 7, Comic Panels 13-16 of 28, arranged 2x2.

Panel 13/28

Black-tinted view of strings of black text strewn over a white background.

White scan lines crisscross the panel and a rewind symbol sits in the upper left corner.

The text reads:

“…I’m probably nothing more than a cog.”

“You’re a strong kid…”

“I need to fight.”

“I couldn’t do anything!”

 “Being a child is not a sin.”

 “I’m nothing but a murderer.”

Panel 14/28

Black-tinted view of strings of black text strewn over a white background.

White scan lines crisscross the panel and a rewind symbol sits in the upper left corner.

The text reads:

“Because of me, lots of people died!”

 “…so help people.”

“Don’t be selfish…and give up all alone.”

“We’re jujutsu sorcerers.”

“No jujutsu sorcerer dies without regret!”

Panel 15/28

Black-tinted view of strings of black text strewn over a white background.

White scan lines crisscross the panel and a rewind symbol sits in the upper left corner.

The text reads:

“When it’s your time to go…”

“You’ve got it from here.”

“I’m not gonna regret the way I live!”

“…make sure you’re surrounded by others.”

“I don’t need to find meaning or a reason.”

“Let’s go watch a movie!”

Panel 16/28

Black-tinted view of a large skip backward symbol over a white background. End I.D.]

[Image Description - Image 5 of 7, Comic Panels 17-20 of 28, arranged 2x2.

Panel 17/28

Within the white void, white text over a black strip of film.  The text reads: “Heart-throbbers, thrillers, exciting ones, ones that’ll make you cry, laugh, or feel disgusted.”

Panel 18/28

White outlines of Itadori, Kugisaki, and Fushiguro over a black strip of film.  The outline of Itadori is now a dotted line.

Panel 19/28

The same strip of film in the white void now glows blue with cursed energy.  Only the outlines of Kugisaki and Fushiguro remain, radiating white lines highlighting the space where Itadori’s outline is absent.

Panel 20/28

Black text over a white background in letterbox. The text reads: “Action.” End I.D.]

[Image Description - Image 6 of 7, Comic Panels 21-24 of 28, arranged 2x2.

Panel 21/28

In the white void, the falling film scraps glow blue with cursed energy.

Panel 22/28

The cursed energy sets the film scraps aflame midair.

Panel 23/28

The scraps, burned down to nothing but smoke and ashes, continue floating downward.

Panel 24/28

White smoke and ashes fall over a black background. End I.D.]

[Image Description - Image 7 of 7, Comic Panels 25-28 of 28, arranged 2x2.

The four panels depict four corners of a single white play button over a black background.  White scan lines crisscross the panels as if they formed a single screen. End I.D.]