#; I'm Not Being Nice - it's the Truth ( PSA )

[lovelornings]

( There’s no easy way to say this so I’m just gonna be blunt about it: 

My grandmother had her 3rd stroke on Thursday and on Saturday I realized that although she’s alive, the person I loved growing up is never coming back 

I mean - I guess i could go into detail, but i don’t really want to relive that afternoon any more than I already have. If you have anyone in your family or a friend’s family who has Dementia, you probably already know why. 

I wanted to say this because I still want to stay active with this account, and I hope you’ll forgive me if I’m ever seem out of sorts 

Understand that me making the decision to continuing rping during these times is not me ‘forcing’ myself to do anything, it’s understanding that Yumi and Misato have both become  incredible tools for helping me understand and processing the feeling of both grief and anxiety. 

If any one of you are religious  ( or not, if you’d like to humor me ) I’d appreciate any prayers you could give ) 

[charcorner]

Welcome to Char Corner!

Hi there, fellow Char owners! My name is Astra, I use any pronouns but mostly she/they, and I raise Homo aznablii (also known as Chars) for a living! I have worked at multiple Char shelters, and own multiple Chars myself. Here's a quick intro to them!

(Plus, some tips I shared in the comments of a Strange Aeons video about clown husbandry:)

Mars

Male 0079

Age: 4

Mars is a new addition to the family. I picked him up from a Char shelter back in July. He was surrendered to the shelter after his owners couldn't take care of them. PSA: Purebred 0079s are not good starter Chars! They need constant stimulation to keep from engaging in the classic Char pastime of destroying everything in your home, along with 0079s needing to be disciplined regularly, (without force! please do not hit or yell at your char, as they will distrust you and be more likely to indiscriminately attack you. i like to use spray bottles) to actually make them listen to you. If you REALLY like 0079s but don't have any experience raising Chars, get a 0079/Quattro cross. While Mars can have an attitude sometimes and has tried to escape a few times when I let him outside for more than a few minutes, he's a really sweet Char. Fun fact: he's the same 0079 Char from the Garfield story I shared above

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Hallie Jr.

Female Quattro/CCA mix

Age: 3

Hallie Jr. is one of the Char pups from the story I shared above. Her mother, a Quattro named Hallie, was one of the first Chars I raised, and was a general sweetheart. Sadly, last May, Hallie was diagnosed with cancer at the age of 17, and I had no choice but to end her life in a humane way. I'll never forget the day I took her home from the shelter all those years ago, and how she was so scared on the ride back home... Anyways, Hallie Jr. is chaotic. That's it. I remember when I first took Mars home and Hallie Jr. gave him a nice chomp on the shoulder. What a way to roll in the welcome wagon... She's also given me a few nips, too, and almost attacked another Char at the Char park (my pride and joy as a char owner. /s) Anyways, I always say that Quattros are the ideal starter breed of Char, due to their mostly-docile temperament. CCAs, however, need a great deal of training and socialization, which I know a lot of casual Char owners can't afford to provide. Sadly, this has led to many CCAs turning aggressive and getting the breed as a whole classified as dangerous in a lot of jurisdictions. (They're kinda like the "bully breeds" of dogs.)

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Meteor

Male Full Frontal

Age: 27

While I normally do not condone getting Full Frontals due to the problems with the breed (see above), a friend gave me Meteor because they were moving to a place which did not allow Chars in the lease (an unfortunate truth in many places) and I couldn't say no. Even if he is getting on in the years (the average Char lifespan is 33 years), he is still one of the most amazing Chars I have ever taken care of. However, last month he started to become more lethargic and nipped me when I tried to pet him (an action he usually enjoys). I'm planning to take him to the vet soon to see what's up with him.

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Ceres

Female mutt (with 0079 and CCA features)

Age: 1½ years

Last but not least, Ceres was a stray Char pup who was rejected by her mother. I found her in my front lawn in critical condition and I just had to take her in because I couldn't let a newborn Char die like that, and bottle-fed her and nursed her back to health. She's currently in her "teen phase" (Chars fully mature at 2 years old) and is starting to test her boundaries. She often gets zoomies and even scratched Hallie Jr. once (she's probably learned her lesson now). However, she's still as sweet as the day I took her in!

Random Char facts and tips:

Chars only started being imported to the western world in the past 25 years. Before that, they were popular pets in Japan and other East Asian countries, hitting their stride in the late seventies, although a small portion of Chars were imported to Italy around the early eighties in the hopes of starting a fad, although they never caught on back then.

CHARS AND CLOWNS DO NOT GO TOGETHER!! I've seen so many Chars get surrendered to shelters because they attacked or even killed clowns, one of their NATURAL PREY SOURCES. Come on.

Chars are facultative carnivores. In the wild, they prey on not only clowns, but also deer and other large herbivores. But domesticated Chars will still be as happy eating small animals such as live mice as they would chasing down a deer in the wild.

Please do not keep attack/guard Chars, especially CCAs. The training to turn them into one cannot be done in a way that does not involve abuse. Please get a functioning security system.

You may have noticed that Chars are horny AF. It's a survival strategy: Chars mate with anything and everything as wild mother Chars have a tendency to reject or even eat their offspring. Thankfully for Char breeders, domesticated Chars have had this behavior almost entirely bred out of them.

Chars are pregnant for 6 months and usually give birth to a litter of 4-9 Char pups.

Anyways, good luck in your own Char breeding and owning adventures!

~ Astra

[shinigxmi-muses]

[ I was intending to get back to replies ASAP, but apparently I have to take a small break and do a PSA, all in one. I just. Can't believe this happened twice in a single year; only a few months apart...

For those who don't want to be involved in any drama/not wanting to bother reading it- (No judgement; I wholly understand.)

TL;DR: I tend to keep my private life and RPC blog content separate, these days. Unless I want to give a heads up, I'm really moving away from the life-update kinda stuff... However, it is something entirely different when you bring your personal beliefs of other peoples' lives onto my dashboard. ESPECIALLY which applies to me.

I will unfollow. I will block. This is my space to relax and have fun. Have your opinions all you like; I intend to care for my own mental health. ]

Okay, with that out of the way... Context. (But kept in vague terms, as I've already unfollowed + blocked what caused me stress today. If you know, cool, but. I'm not "calling anyone out" or what have you. Just saying "this is how I feel, I'm not arguing it, we'll be moving on after this.")

For the SECOND time this year, I've had to find out a mutual has anti-polyamory sentiments. And I get it. Some people have bad experiences with it or know someone else who did. Maybe you just personally don't agree with it. You're monogamous, intend to stay that way, don't care. Whatever it is, I don't have problems with that.

I have problems when it's on my fucking dashboard. I have problems when there's lies being spread that it only could ever be harmful and/or abusive in nature. That it "ruins" relationships and puts children through pain. I also have EXTRA problems when someone can't even own up to having anti-polyamory views, and deletes the posts after making them. (I'm salty over this, yes. Let me have my moment.)

If not obvious already, I am polyam, and so is my partner. We're a duo rn, and not really looking to change that...but open, as we've ever been. I know my limits; I'm probably down for a third, and then no more. Aside from that, I crush wildly, and my boyfriend supports it and teases me about it. (I also do the same to him, LMAO.)

Again, it may not be for everyone. But it's taught me to communicate better. I've learned more about myself. Any relationship failings have never been on polyamory itself; just that we weren't ready or it was the wrong time, like any other relationship.

BUT!!! And this is my major thing... If you don't like it, cool. I don't care; put it on MY dashboard, however, and that's where we have problems. I once again state: I am NOT here to indulge in daily news. To post my opinions. To share my life. If I want to, I have separate sideblogs for that. All connected to my main, away from my Fun Place.

It stressed me out, to start. Totally blindsided me, and I felt like shit. Now? If not yet obvious: I'm pissed. I'm one of those people where I am just as polyam as I am nonbinary or demisexual: that is unarguably me. I've always been this way, but was given words for it from one of my partners. I'm happy this way.

Anyways. Final note/thoughts: Again, believe whatever makes you happy. Live your life and your truths. But I will block if more of this shit ends up in my sphere. I'm not having it.

Oh, and feel free to block me if you disagree, as well. Sucks to lose people over personal matters, but I'm sick and tired of having MY nice things trampled over by other people.

[meowtalhead]

Fuck I'm so frustrated. There's a guy I met in February at a concert who I instantly got along with, and got the sense we would be best friends almost immediately, he loves metal, he loves cats, he's really funny, he makes these great comedy videos with his friends on youtube, he's a pro wrestler, he said he'd fly all the way to Italy just to watch me get some ghost merch papally blessed at the vatican because it would be funny. But recently he's been sending these like, dark, edgy memes. Family guy clips and shit. At first I thought well whatever, probably just a symptom of him being a cis straight dude in his 20s, he hasn't sent me anything too bad and he seems like he'd be receptive if I talked to him about it. And he's just so nice to talk to. Then recently I sent him a picture of my cat and he said "aww so cute" and I said "very cute" and he said "she gets it from her owner" and that kind of recontextualized this conversation we had a while ago, where he asked if I was lgbt and I said "it's complicated, I'm ace but het so I kind of let the truth be in the eye of the beholder unless someone's like, trying to use my experience to exclude other het aces" and he seemed a bit disappointed for a second and said something about "I'm kind of clingy and like to be a certain kind of close in a relationship but if I really liked someone I'd still definitely try and see how it goes" and I mean, I like him too, he's EXACTLY my type, could not possibly be more my type if he tried, but he lives far away and I don't know if I have the time and energy for a relationship and I've never been on the receiving end of a crush before so my brain can't handle it and even if I DID return his feelings I'm afraid to enter into a relationship that might be doomed from the beginning from a fundamental incompatibility and lose out on what I'd be more than happy with as a lifelong friendship. But recently he's said some things that seem... off. He said his brother was listening to heavy metal one day and the neighbors called the cops because they thought the screaming they were hearing was domestic abuse. And I said oh wow I hope someone let them know everything was ok, and he said something like lol who cares my brother thought it was funny. And I get it, acab, I understand not being particularly sympathetic to someone who sent the police over to you, but they were genuinely worried someone was hurt or in danger, it feels wrong to make light of the situation and laugh at it even if no one was actually harmed, right? And then today he sent me a clip of a psa about school shootings from a meme page with a 😭 emoji editied over it. Like jesus christ. Is that supposed to be funny? That's fucking dark. Even if what you're laughing at is the editing or the over-acting or how aggressive the ad is that's still not at all something to joke about. How am I supposed to even respond? I really want to be friends with this guy but what the absolute hell. It feels like it was all too good to be true, I always felt a sense it was too good to be true, I think I've been ignoring it a while. I don't want another thing to go wrong and I really don't want the memory of my first powerwolf concert tainted by this dude turning out to be fucked up. God. Idk what I'm even supposed to do here. I've got too much other shit going on in my life to deal with this right now

[lovelornings-archived]

Moving Blogs

{ So after giving it much thought and deliberation overnight I’ve come to the conclusion that I want to take the step forward to make my barely-canon-anymore Ayano into a full out OC 

I’ll be setting up a new blog for her under the name of Yumi Ena. ( Mother’s name changing to Ai Ena ). I will be continuing all threads there from those who desire it, and...well pretty much keep everything, including the already altered design I have for her. Backstory and names are gonna be changed around a little sure but it’s going to essentially be the same character with the name conflicts

Oh yeah, Kizana’s going to be eventually coming too as an OC but I have to make some major decision about her design 

Thank you all for your Incredible support, and I look forward to writing with you all without the restrictions of the yansim !!}

[magickgirl786]

Fixing MCU Spider-Man (2.5/6)

I loved No Way Home and decided to watch all three of Tobey’s movies and both of Andrew’s movies as well as all of Tom’s MCU appearances after watching No Way Home and I have come to the conclusion that I really don’t like the MCU’s portrayal of Spider-Man/Peter Parker

This is because they decided to write him as a T/ony S/tark fanboy which goes against a lot of his characterization from the comics and previous film versions of him

So I decided that I am going to fix MCU Spider-Man and next up is a scene that I added to Spider-Man: Homecoming

Fixing MCU Spider-Man (2.5/6): Scene in Spider-Man Homecoming

I’m labelling this one as 2.5 because I’m still on Spider-Man: Homecoming but this is the scene of Michelle explaining the Accords to Peter. I’ll put this under a “Read More” since it’ll be like a fanfiction/story and I don’t want to clog up everyone’s feed lol

Gym Class Scene:

All of the students of Midtown Science High School were sitting on the bleachers in their matching gym clothes as Coach Wilson pressed the play button on the VCR attached to a TV on a cart. A Captain America PSA began to play

"Hi, I'm Captain America. Whether you're in the classroom or on the battlefield fitness can be the difference between success or failure,” said Steve Rogers on screen.

Ned watched Steve on screen and asked Peter “Hey, have you ever met him?”

Peter glanced from the screen to Ned and then back at the screen. “Yeah, we met once.” He turned towards Ned, excited. “I actually stole his shield!” he added. It was so nice to be able to talk about this with someone, even if Ned’s incessant questions were kind of getting on his nerves.

“Wow that’s so cool!” Ned excitedly whispered back.

The PSA continued "Today, my good friend, your gym teacher will conduct the Captain America Fitness Challenge." The PSA Steve said with what was supposed to be a gesture to Coach Wilson but he was on the wrong side of the screen.

“Thank you Cap. I can’t believe the school board still makes us show these videos like I’m pretty sure he’s a war criminal now but whatever,” said Coach Wilson. “Let’s do it,” he added, blowing the whistle around his neck.

Peter heard a scoff to his left, that, to human ears, would have been drowned out by the blow of Coach Wilson’s whistle, but because of his spider bite enhanced hearing, he could hear it clear as day. He glanced over and noticed Michelle rolling her eyes at what Coach Wilson had said. It must have been the “war criminal” statement because although every single teacher had complained about the awkward PSA’s they were forced to show, none of them had ever made a “war criminal” statement. In fact most teachers seemed to like the PSAs as it meant they didn’t have to repeat the same things over and over again and the female teachers didn’t seem to mind looking at Captain America’s handsome face on screen for a bit.

Michelle shook her head slightly and glanced down at the book in her hands. Despite Michelle being on the end of the bleachers and Peter being nearer to the middle, his spider bite enhanced sight (he loved his powers!) could make out the title which read “The Ugly Truth Behind the Sokovia Accords”. (A/N: I know that the book in the movie is “Of Human Bondage” but I changed it!)

Peter remembered hearing bits and pieces of conversations between Tony and Happy where the word “Accords” was mentioned once or twice and wondered what the correlation between Michelle’s book and her attitude at Coach Wilson’s “war criminal” comment about Captain America was.

Peter began making his way over to Michelle to ask her about it. However, before he could touch her shoulder, Ned clapped a hand on his shoulder.

“Peter, class has started. We have to partner up for the sit-up challenge,” said Ned and he nodded and began doing sit-ups with Ned holding down his feet and asking incessant questions about The Avengers.

He glanced over at Michelle who was partnerless but didn’t seem to mind as she lay down on the mats and bench pressed her book while reading. In between all of Ned’s questions and him trying to either answer him or ignore him, Peter resolved to find some time to ask Michelle about The Accords.

Of course, this left his mind as quickly as it had entered his mind when he heard Liz mention the name “Spider-Man”. He almost didn’t catch the fact that Ned almost outed his identity to the entire school and awkwardly tried to explain his situation.

After Peter is Rescued by Iron Man Scene:

Peter put his mask back on (it would be so embarrassing if someone saw him without his mask after he already screwed up so badly today), muttering about how annoying T/ony was being, blowing him off. These weapons were dangerous and they were being sold in Queens; this was definitely his jurisdiction as “The Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Man”, especially since those ATM robbers probably got their weapons from these dealers and that explosion nearly killed Mr. Delmar and his cat Murph.

He stopped his muttered rant as he approached an empty yard, noticing a metallic glint. He glanced around to make sure that no one was around, before entering the yard and noticing what looked like a piece of metal.

“Woah,” he breathed, recognizing it as a piece of the weapon that had fallen out of the vehicle he had been chasing. Peter crouched down and gently turned it over, noticing a glowing energy core. Same colour as the weapon in the ATM robbery.

His phone rang and he checked the Caller ID; it was Ned. He picked up his phone. “Hey, what’s up man? I’m on my way back.”

“Actually,” Ned started, sounding nervous, “I was calling you to let you know that you probably shouldn’t come back. Here, listen to this.”

The sound changed, as if Ned removed the phone from his ear and was holding it out to the party. Peter could make out Flash and his friends chanting “Penis Parker” in the background. Peter rolled his eyes and sighed.

“Sorry Peter, I guess we’re still losers,” said Ned.

“It’s all right,” said Peter. “Listen, I’m sorry about bailing on you and the plan and all but something Spider-Man related came up.”

“Wow, that’s so cool! Next time can you clue me in on it so that I can be your guy in the chair?” Ned asked. Peter could hear sounds of the party dying down. “Oh I think the party’s over. I guess I’ll see you on Monday at school.”

“Sounds good,” said Peter, about to hang up. “No wait, I actually might need your help on the whole ‘bad guy’ front. I know tomorrow’s Saturday, but would you be up for sleeping over tonight and going to the school in the morning? I think only the chess club will be there and we will need some privacy for what I’m going to show you.” Peter placed the phone between his ear and his shoulder and carefully lifted up the weapon, determination showing, even on his masked face.

“Yeah sure,” said Ned. “I’ll have to meet you there though and I can’t sleep over tonight. My Lola wants to make us all a traditional Filipino breakfast in the morning because it is the five year anniversary of my Lolo’s passing tomorrow.”

“Sounds good, Ned. I’ll see you tomorrow at the school. Please pay my respects to your family. Bye Ned,” said Peter, hanging up the phone.

He swung himself to Liz’s house and landed on the window sill as silently as possible to grab the backpack he left and then changed into his normal clothes in the bushes by Liz’s front porch, watching everyone leaving her house as he placed his suit and the weapon into his backpack.

“I don’t want to jostle the weapon,” he murmured, “so I should probably walk home. Plus I wouldn’t want someone to see me in my normal clothes swinging around Queen’s.”

He managed to time his exit from the bushes right when a huge group of people left the house. He had been walking for about ten minutes when he saw Michelle walking home as well.

“Hey loser,” she said. “Where were you the entire night? I feel like I only saw you for like two seconds at Liz’s party.”

“Yeah, I was doing stuff for the St-”

“For the S/tark Internship. Like everything. My goodness, you sure do a lot of work for the S/tark Internship and for T/ony S/tark,” she remarked. “I mean, it’s great and all but he’s a weapons profiteer.”

“Didn’t he stop making weapons?” Peter asked.

“Well technically yes, but his I/ron M/an suits and that that whole I/ron L/egion thing are entirely weaponized. He might have stopped selling weapons to the highest bidder but he definitely still profits off of his weapons. Not mention that shit with the killer robot in Sokovia was basically entirely his fault. And speaking of Sokovia, don’t even get me start on all that crap with The Accords,” Michelle said angrily as they continued walking.

The Accords ... those words made Peter remember Coach Wilson’s remark, Michelle’s response, and the book she was reading.

“Actually … I want you to get started on all that crap with The Accords,” Peter said, in what he thought was a sauve nonchalant way of bringing it up. At Michelle’s confused expression, he quickly realized it wasn’t. “Sorry, that made sense in my head. What I mean is Michelle, I was wondering if you could explain The Accords to me?” Peter asked.

Michelle looked at him in surprise. Peter guessed it wasn’t often that someone had ever asked her to explain something she had ranted about.

Peter began rambling, “Um, I just noticed, you know ... how you reacted today when Coach Wilson talked about Captain America being a war criminal and then there was that book you were reading in class and I wanted to learn more about ... I was just wondering,” he finished lamely. 

“Um yeah sure,” said Michelle. “So the Sokovia Accords were signed by 117 countries and they basically police how superheroes are governed. People who didn’t sign The Accords like Captain America are now labelled as ‘war criminals’ and are either on the run or probably imprisoned in some secret government prison because those exist and there’s actually one ...”

Before Michelle could go off on a tangent about secret government prisons, Peter interrupted her. “What do you mean about ‘how superheroes are governed?” he asked.

“There’s this whole list of things they have to do. Like anyone with a secret identity would have to reveal their identity to the government and people with powers would get put on an Index. Also, they can’t operate outside of their home country without prior approval. And don’t even get me started on this prior approval bullshit because it seems like the government gets to decide where superheroes go and when they get to help people and whatnot even in their own countries!”

Peter felt sick, listening to Michelle explain The Accords to him. This is what he was fighting Captain America for? This was what T/ony told him Captain America was wrong for going against? This went against everything he believed in. Everything Uncle Ben tried to teach him before his untimely passing. Everything Aunt May continued to teach him. What had he done?

Michelle stopped her ranting to look curiously at Peter, who had stopped walking. She stopped walking as well and said, “Um ... are you ... are you okay? You look like you’re about to throw up.”

Peter swallowed thickly and forced himself to look at Michelle. “Yeah, I’m fine,” he said. “Probably just coming down with something. Guess it’s good I made myself scarce at Liz’s house. Don’t want to spread it to anyone.” He tried to smile but it came out looking more like a grimace.

Michelle still looked a little suspicious but nodded. “Well I hope you feel better,” she said.

“Thanks Michelle,” said Peter. “I feel fine to keep walking,” he added, realizing they had stopped in the middle of a crosswalk. They both rushed across to the other end of the street and continued walking in silence.

“Oh, thank god you’re feeling sick!” Michelle exclaimed after about five minutes of silent walking. Peter looked at her, confused. “Sorry about the outburst,” Michelle chuckled. “I ... I just thought that you were acting weird because you think I’m crazy for my opinions on The Accords,” she added sheepishly. “My dad seems to think I am,” she admitted quietly.

“No not at all,” Peter assured her. “You actually helped me out a lot with your explanation. Unlike some people who didn’t give me the whole story,” he said bitterly, without thinking. Shit I hope she doesn’t realize I’m talking about T/ony, he thought to himself, wondering how he was going to dig himself out of that hole.

“Yeah like the crap they taught us in History class last week?” Michelle asked. Peter nodded vigorously glad that Michelle had helped dig him out of the hole with her conspiracy theories. “Yes exactly Peter! 40% of countries didn’t sign The Accords which means 40% of the world don’t believe in them yet our school system is trying to brainwash people into thinking that they’re right!”

“Yeah, that’s exactly it,” said Peter with a laugh, glad Michelle was always ready for a fight with her arguments and didn’t suspect anything about him being Spider-Man.

“Well, this is me,” said Michelle as they stopped in front of her apartment building. “I guess I’ll see you at school on Monday. Feel free to ask me anything else about the Sokovia Accords.”

Peter nodded and continued on to his apartment building. He was very grateful for Michelle for explaining The Accords to him and for helping him realize that he really needed to stop his hero worship of T/ony S/tark. Thank god for Michelle Jones, he thought to himself as he entered his apartment building and headed up to the apartment he lived in with Aunt May.

[freetobeafcknriot]

Number 10 with oinoya because I'm cruel?

I went all out and… did a thing? Anyway, I hope you like it nonnie! I’m not really good with angst so I’m not 100% confident with this, so, huh, let me know please ;;

10. things you said that made me feel like shit.

PSA: boku no hero academia!au ; alternatively, if you don’t know the manga/anime, heroes!au.

Oikawa’s Quirk guidelines: here || Noya’s Quirk guidelines: here.

𝑫 𝑬 𝑨 𝑭 𝑬  𝑵 𝑬 𝑫

It happens fast. Too fast for anyone to fully realize it, but to him? To Oikawa time is relative, and though it should be counted as luck he didn’t miss a second of it. Smoke spreading across the sky in black clouds and soaking the air, the main building falling apart, fire-fighters and Pro Heroes trying to ensure every civilian to safety.

 And the screaming. Oikawa will never forget it, and how it gets deafened in a fraction of momentum by a single swift or air and a flash of bright light, flying — no, running — mere centimetres from his ear. Silently, just like he always is, but Oikawa doesn’t miss the goosebumps, can’t fail to recognize Nishinoya even when he just feels him. And so he turns around out of reflex and follows the lightning going upwards, eyes wide open.

 Gravity does nothing to Nishinoya when his body is discomposed in electrons and raw energy, but it certainly does when he shifts back into flesh and bone — which he does; midair. There’s something falling that Oikawa didn’t notice ( to which he winces because it’s a person; idiot, idiot, damned idiot! ) and the lightning just stops in time to turn into a petite boy in a shock of sparkles. He’s waiting with open arms — a quickly unfolded insulating blanket in his hand — and Oikawa feels his blood run cold and his hands shake when the young girl collides into Nishinoya’s covered arms.

 It happens so fast nobody notices until it’s too late. But time runs through Oikawa’s veins like a river, it’s the only ace up his sleeve he’s got, and he needs it now. Even if he feels paralysed, he can’t miss — Don’t blink, he tells himself, or it’s not gonna work!

 Luminescent emerald fills his eyes and tickles his fingertips. He aims, stares and holds his breath. He only releases it when Nishinoya’s body stops ten centimetres to the ground.

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 When the time comes and students get into internships at Pro Heroes’ agencies to know what the real career is like, that’s when the whole thing — saving people, fighting villains and criminals — becomes less idealistic and more of a reality. And reality, Oikawa reckons, is gruesome and tough and scary. It doesn’t matter how powerful your Quirk is or how talented you are; you must have the strength of heart to put your life on the line out of selflessness and instincts.

 Oikawa Tooru’s Quirk is not particularly flashy. Despite how powerful of a hero in training he is the truth is, he’s worked his ass off to nurture his power and make it bloom the way it did. Messing with timelines, being able to make them go forward, backwards, slow down or stop altogether — it sounds cool, doesn’t it? He only needs to keep his eyes on the target; a twirl of his fingers, even just the a hand, be it clockwise or otherwise. It looks effortless and pretty, but it actually takes control and concentration, and just like any other Quirk it has its drawbacks. Still, he manages better than others do.

 "Because you’re pretty cool, Oika-san! Keep it up!“ — normally, he would look down to a statement like this, especially if said by someone like Nishinoya, whose Quirk is as striking and rowdy as ever by mere nature. But the thing is, he couldn’t even if he tried. And he did try.

 He remembers meeting that tiny boy way before high school, once, and then he sees him again during the Sports Festival. Up against each other. Oikawa though it would be easy, "As long as I can see you”, he said. But it wasn’t.

 "Most people are usually too slow and they freak out because they don’t want to get hurt. But you? You’re good! Let’s fight again sometime!“

 It is not easy to catch a glimpse of lightning in broad daylight, as infuriating as it is to admit it. So it’s a wonder — or maybe the dread and adrenaline he felt — that Oikawa manages this time.

  _______________________________________________________________

 The girl Nishinoya saved turns out to be another young hero in training with a flying Quirk who got affected by all the smoke and gasses. Oikawa sits with a half-melted ice pack on his knee and watches from afar as she hands Nishinoya the insulating blanket and thanks him with teary eyes, obviously in shock.

 Nishinoya is flustered, Oikawa can tell from his posture, but laughs and says out loud that he will catch her and anyone who is in need as many times as he has to. With so much confidence for someone who was about to fucking die that it makes Oikawa grimace.

 A paramedic offers him a bottle of water and asks him about is breathing. Oikawa gets distracted thanking her with a smile that doesn’t really reach his eyes, but he doesn’t miss another person approaching them. And when she leaves and he lets that fake smile slip off his lips, Nishinoya is there in front of him.

 "Yuu-chan,” Oikawa exhales. “How nice to see you.”

 "Hey,“ Nishinoya looks sheepish, which is rather odd for him but really, for all Oikawa cares, he should be ashamed. Instead, he looks at him and has the audacity to say: "You were great back there, I owe you”.

 "You… owe me, you say?“ It comes out like a whisper, as cold as snow.

 Oikawa can’t help but feel his blood boil, even though it’s freezing and his heart is beating so fast in his ribcage that it’s painful. He can’t even focus on Nishinoya’s lively sable eyes; all he can see is a speckle of lightning passing him by and turning into flesh and bone and then falling to the ground. What he’s feeling, he realized, is fear. If I had blinked… and missed him… he’s always so fast… that was… "Stupid,” he spits.

 Nishinoya’s eyes widen, he barely flinches. He knows, he’s trembling too, if even a little bit. He says it’s his electric charge settling itself to normal, but Oikawa knows that deep down it’s not. Not completely.

 "…I know, I'm—"

 "Don’t say you’re sorry,“ Nishinoya feels a pang of guilt, hearing the ever so slight crack in Oikawa’s velvety voice. "I know you wouldn’t mean a word.”

 "I wasn’t gonna say it!“ It comes off harsher than Nishinoya had intended. He frowns, something in him stirs; it’s the awareness of the fact that he is not sorry indeed. Not at all.

 "Of course you weren’t,” Oikawa gets up slowly, shaking dust off his costume.

 "What’s that supposed to mean? Hey,“ The younger boy reaches out before Oikawa can actually turn on his heels and leave. Nishinoya knows that he probably just wants to retrieve and be on his own for a while, but the thing is, he doesn’t want to let Oikawa walk away like this. He can’t. "Speak up, Tooru. I’m not a psychic, I need you to talk to me!”

 "I was this close, Yuu-chan.“ Oikawa can feel the heat and electricity radiating off Nishinoya’s skin, warm and vibrant, and though he finds it comforting, he refuses to touch him and get stung just for the sake of feeling how alive he is. Because right now, it would remind him how much of a close call that was. "What if I blinked?” he asks out loud.

 "What if,“ His voice hardens not to quiver. "I didn’t see you and couldn’t catch you?”

 "But you did", Nishinoya replies. “I knew you would, I knew you were there and I trusted, no, I trust you to catch me!”

 "Well, that makes you even more of an idiot,“ Nishinoya stiffens at that. "I won’t be right behind you forever. How can you be so stupid? Just because we go on dates and kiss?”

 "It doesn’t mean jack shit that we’re together!“ The younger boy shouts, fists closed and eyes shut. His words echo through the air and ring in Oikawa’s ears with force and raw sentiment. "I… I didn’t think, okay? I didn’t, there was no time! And even if you had missed, the girl would have been fine. I’m supposed to be a hero, that’s what we do!”

 "You pretentious little…“

 "Oi!”

 "I can see you shaking and it’s pissing me off. So, so much! Is it because you realize that you could have died of because you could have electrocuted the girl to death?!“

 "That’s what the designed insulation equipment is for, she’s fine! What is it, really? Did I scare you?”

 "What do you think?! Am I supposed to praise you? Tell you you’re brave?“

 "You’re supposed to stop yelling at me for starters!”

 People nearby are starting to give them odd looks; if they weren’t so invested in their argument, they would have noticed a couple of their fellow mates debating on whether or not come in between them. Nishinoya doesn’t care about none of them. He never does, and he knows that’s what is buggering Oikawa: his stubbornness.

 "I’m not gonna apologize, Tooru,“ There’s a voice in the back of his mind that tells him to just quit it and apologize for being so reckless, but for some reason he can’t. Oikawa should know that, they’re not dissimilar when it comes to be heroes. "I don’t regret what I did. You of all people should know, you would have done the same thing!”

 "I WOULD NEVER HURT YOU LIKE THIS, MORON!“

Oikawa tugs harshly at the front Nishinoya’s collar, and the latter feels his heart skip a beat, stop for a moment and hurt like a bitch as he watches with wide eyes and tense shoulders Oikawa’s cinnamon brown eyes fill with angry tears. So much that it steals his breath away.

He tries to speak, his mouth opens and his voices comes out in hesitant whispers for the first time in forever. Memories of the past hour are flooding his mind, Oikawa’s hands tremble and Nishinoya really, really wants to say it to him instead of giving him a choked sob and a push a reply like he does.

"I’m not a moron, you’re a moron!” he cries out.

And just like that, Nishinoya pulls Oikawa down to his level and throws his arms around his shoulders even if given their height difference it would be more comfortable the other way around. He hugs him tight, so much it hurts both of them. But it’s okay, Oikawa is kind of hurting him as well, letting out meaningless insults against his neck.

You’re a moron, and I’m sorry for hurting you.

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Before anything else, I would like to ask my brothers and sisters in Christ, IN ALL HONESTY, whether I erred in any way in the reply which I offered to this original post (there was also an intermediate reply which I did not include into the screenshots; either way it was OP who replied to me). (@ignorant-against-christians @anscathmarcach @doctorbluesmanreturns @bagheadautist @a-quiche-in-med @anotherpointlessargument @strawberry-milktea and anybody else who might need to chime in, please feel free to PM me if you prefer that to reblogging all this mess.)

And while I'm awaiting that, let's dive right into the last reply and give OP a much-needed reality check. (Translation: let's try to set some things straight for anybody who is willing to listen, since OP has already declared themselves sinless, infallible and above reproach.)

Where are my children growing up that you think they’re not going to be interacting with Christians and being exposed to Christian theology on a daily basis? Hell, my children will have multiple Christian family members, as well as several queer Christian honorary aunts and uncles. Also, you know, a Catholic-educated mom.

It isn't all that much of a good sign when literally the first paragraph in your reply is a mile-long appeal to false authority.

First of all, it is completely inane to consider my response as personally addressed to you. I didn't even reblog it from you or tag you.

Secondly, please accept this PSA: Having Christian friends does not make you an authority on Scripture. Nor does having a Catholic-educated (not even practicing Catholic) mum. In fact, if the state of millennial liberal "Christianity" online is any indication, it is very much a possibility that your "Christian friends" might very well be teaching you that "Yeah, basically atheists are right in all that they say about Christianity, but I'm a good Christian and I love Christ and I don't believe any of that outdated stuff that's in the New Testament!" in which case, yeah, the fact of the matter is that you WON'T be getting an accurate image of orthodox Christian theology from your friends, or from your mother who might very well have prayed her latest Rosary when she graduated high school.

You have completely misunderstood the point of this post if you think the above beliefs (which are overwhelmingly held and spread by Christians and ex-Christian atheists, not Jews) have the same negative effects on Christians that harmful beliefs about Jews have on us.

Right. So, in other words, you didn't want to draw attention to and decry anti-[whatever religion] slander and, in the course of that, also spread awareness of common anti-Judaism lies. You just wanted to compete in Oppression Olympics, and to virtue-signal your victimhood. Yeah, how dare I assume that you wanted the former just like any virtuous human being! HOW DARE I assume that you're not an intellectually dishonest SJW! THE HORROR!!!

Also, nice job pretending that you're "fair" and "not bigoted" when you try to blame CHRISTIANS for the ANTI-CHRISTIAN bigoted lies which are commonly propagated.

And again, the only reason that you think I blamed these beliefs on Jews is, as it seems, because you want me to mean that. Because you want to score oppression points. In reality, I made it perfectly clear that it is of no importance whether the person peddling anti-Christian slander is Jewish, atheist or whatever else; but that is something which either you missed entirely or you deliberately refuse to acknowledge.

Christians might not be uniquely bigoted, but you damn well are uniquely powerful in western countries, and with that comes unique responsibility, to paraphrase Uncle Ben.

Why didn't you just go the full "Check your Christian privilege, we live in a Christian hegemony, one can't be bigoted against Christians, a minority cannot oppress a majority, PREJUDICE PLUS POWER!" route from the get-go so we can know where we are standing, then?

This is a perfect example of why I shall always insist that

At the Oppression Olympics, nobody wins.

Because you looked at my response and you immediately saw not a complementing opinion (which it is), but a competing one. You saw an opponent, and in your mind you cannot be anything short of 100% right a priori, because of course it's a competition. Of course oppression and injustice are a zero-sum game.

Only in real life, THEY ARE NOT.

Any rational Christian, and any rational Jew, is horrified both by anti-Christian and by anti-Jewish bigotry. You, on the other hand, insist upon trying to find the "bigger victim" at all costs. And from your reply, it seems fairly certain that you had no rational reason to do that. You just wanted to downplay the injustices and slander which is aimed against Christians. It almost reads as if you vehemently refuse to even remotely sympathise.

By the way, I think that Devin Kelley, Chris Mercer, and Floyd Corkins (among others) might be some names which ought to debunk your opinion that anti-Christian bigotry has no tangible real-life effects.

Oh, but I forgot. "Prejudice plus power"...

I have every intention of teaching my children about different religions, but this reply was obviously in bad faith and just about jacking off your persecution complex as part of the poor, downtrodden 80% majority.

THERE WE HAVE IT!!! THERE IT IS!!! I F***ING CALLED IT. HEAVEN FORFEND IF IT DOESN'T HAPPEN ONCE. "A majority cannot be oppressed!!!! PERSECUTION COMPLEX!!!"

At this point, your rhetoric is barely distinguishable from an "AtheiSJW bingo" of sorts, or from the inane hate asks that we get at anti-christophobia...

I don't know why I expected any better. Maybe because I DARED to assume the best about you. Yeah, what a heinous thing to do...

And OF COURSE it must be true that I came into this in bad faith. Of course. Why? Because you say so. Because it's a JACKPOT for you. You've found before yourself the perfect chance to set the scene with me as "Le Mr. Evil Bigoted Christian" and score brownie points, and BY GOLLY you aren't going to let such an opportunity go to waste!! I mean, WHO EVEN CARES about such trivial technicalities such as TRUTH...

..........and in the wake of all this, you have the gall to accuse ME of playing Oppression Olympics???

Can your projection and intellectual dishonesty get any worse?

And the PERFECT FINALE of inimitable intellectual and moral superiority:

Do not interact with this post further.

Classic pigeon chess strategy. No comment needed.

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Again, for what I have done amiss in this whole story, I apologise sincerely. My mistakes, however, do not bar me from calling out the errors of others and defending myself against unsubstantiated charges or pointing out their bigoted behaviour.

As for the potential few idiots who shall hasten to accuse of antisemitism (for whatever contrived BS reason their sick brains might conjure), do not even bother. Antisemitism is one of the many kinds of bigotry which I have decried in the past and shall continue to decry, and thus I do not automatically become guilty of the same bigotry just because I do not self-flagellate for being Christian and I refuse to bow down to your short-sighted, sociopathic cultural Marxist dogma of competitive victimhood.

God bless you all.

UPDATE: A few mere hours later and OF COURSE another Bingo square was checked off: I have been blocked. Should I pretend to be surprised?

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( Just wanna pop in quickly to say thank you all for the kind words so many of you left on my last post

Obviously trying to rationalize everything as a coping mechanism backfired on me because i stayed away from this account way longer than I had planned- but I’m feeling much better now.

Think I’m gonna indulge myself in some 80′s cheese of “Murder, She Wrote” tonight before I slowly start activity up again ) 

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Just a little PSA:

I 100% agree with everything being said in the comments. Life is always going to play out how it's meant to play out, regardless of your bias. One bad encounter with a specific sign should never dictate another encounter. Follow your instincts. Follow your heart.

I hope I haven't offended anyone, it was really only my intention to describe Libra traits at a lower vibration or honestly (and unfortunately) how many men are conditioned with this energy based on the times we live in. These patterns are very much real, but should not be a cook book definition of Libra male behavior, as I've already said in other responses. People are complex! And I'll admit sometimes I'm a little shocked I have to repeat this.

This was primarily meant as a message or a form of validation for women or anyone else out there who feels they may be in an abusive or toxic situation. Everyone else can honestly disregard, or take it with a grain of salt. It's nice to have the knowledge astrology provides us but it should not color our interactions or attitude towards others.

I have never in my life ignored an opportunity to get to know someone based on their astrology, it's always based on the vibes they put out and how those interactions make me feel. I've said multiple times in the past, basically in most questions I answer not to stereotype people or write them off. Use observation. Use intuition. I'm always hesitant to answer these questions but sometimes it's what someone's been waiting to hear, or a gut feeling that needs to be articulated for them in their specific situation. I've already received private messages thanking me for this exact reason, so I don't regret putting it out there.

But again, I apologize if I offended anyone, if something was lost in translation, or my own placements jumped out and made it harsher than it was intended to be (I have no emotional bias regarding this topic, just a blunt way of speaking at times). I really do try to keep this blog negativity free, but people also deserve to know the truth about each sign's shadow, if only to gain a better understanding of people based on a sense of awareness.

Are Libra Men really as bad as people are making them out to be? I'm involved with one but after seeing what people have been saying I'm ready to just cut ties and let him be so I get played in the end.

I try not to make a habit of judging someone based on their placements, but if something other people have said about Libra men applies to your relationship then maybe it's something worth considering. You should always follow your own intuition.

That being said, here's some brutal honesty. Libra is a sign of equality, justice, and fairness. When that energy is mixed with the average man's psychology what you often get (but not always) is an incredibly self absorbed person who loves to play the blame game. They will latch onto a partner, losing their own sense of identity and then inevitably lashing out in anger and a sense of "injustice."

It's also worth noting men with Libra or Cancer in their chart run the risk of being very misogynistic. Generally speaking though, Libra men (especially Mars in Libra) will secretly put their own needs before anyone else's. They may project their own issues onto their partner, again blaming them for everything, or fall into indecisiveness, "should I stay or should I go?" Often what they do is stay quiet until someone more compatible comes along, then they jump on the first opportunity to make a "better" connection, usually with someone who "listens" which is really another way of saying someone who coddles them.

This sounds really biased, but honestly this is based on observation and of course a man's character will change this energy drastically. Overall though, this is the pattern I've seen play out with many many people.

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Tag dump #1.

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( I cleared all my drafts !!

I did delete a few because I didn't know if there would still interest at this point, but if we had something going and I didn't reply to it - let me know !! I'd be happy to revive it )

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Small Lore Changes

I've decided to go through my lore / info pages and correct some stuff that's out of date by now.

So you don't have to go hunting down everything here's the basic recap:

Put a lot more emphasis on how Misato's modeling career effects her psychologically

Took off Yumi's initial interests in electricity and eldritch horror in this post. It was put back when I didn't have a good understanding of her psychology.

Softened the language around Misato and Yumi's first meeting because Misato tuned out to be a totally different character than I had originally planned ( for the better, of course )

Misato and Yumi's friendship is no longer considered any kind of secret. they weren't good at hiding it to begin with so I guess it hardly changes anything.

Removed some head canons that repeated themselves

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Small blog update notes:

Misato has proper art that I commissioned for her bio now

Fixed a few broken links

Removed a few Verses I really wasn't using / didn't like anymore

Rewrote / edited large parts of Misato's history in her bio

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( Oh my lord it's been a while

I would detail about where I've been but honestly it's too long of a story and I don't feel like getting back into work drama I just got out of )

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( Small change! The anorexia headacanon has been changed to the more appropriately named Avoidant Restrictive Food Intake Disorder ( ARFID ) to better represent Yumi’s issues )