#“I'm telling Cat you said that.”

[lurafita]

CEO!Magnus and personal chef/bodyguard!Alec

(There is every chance that I have posted this before, I just can't remember. I tried to search through my archive, but.... there is a lot of posts there, did you know? 🤣😂 Anyway, in case I'm making you read this twice, sorry. 😅)

Magnus being like this really big shot CEO who has meetings 24/7 and charity events and social appearances and all that other busy stuff going on. So he gets a personal chef to keep an eye on his nutrition. And Alec is ruthless when it comes to making sure Magnus eats healthy. Magnus: "You know I love your cooking, Darling, but how about a good old fashioned fast food break?" Alec: "All that grease is bad for you. Eat your carrots. You look pale. How much sleep did you get last night?" Magnus, innocently: "Enough?" Alec: "Unlikely. No more caffeine for you today."

Magnus trying to sneak all kinds of unheathy Snacks, and Alec foiling him at every turn. Magnus had an energy drink hidden away in his desk, but as he opens the drawer, there is a bottle of water with a note attatched with "stay hydrated".

Alec even convinced the close by Cafe to not serve Magnus anything with Caffeine, after Magnus' last doctors appointment showed high blood pressure.

Maybe Alec is some kind of ex-agent or ex-military, who got into cooking for an undercover op, but really enjoyed it and wanted to pursue it further when he quite the force.

When one of Alec’s old colluegues comes visiting him, Alec is crouching behind the entertainment system to find Magnus' latest snack hidey-hole. Alec: "He gets more creative every time. Some of the drug dealers we busted could have learned from him."

Bet you Magnus is the type of CEO who has a loyal Twitter following and he tweets about everything Alec cooks for him (and the things he doesn't let him eat.) The Internet already ships them.

Possible tweet: The_Magnificent_Bane: Thank you for the suggestion @randomfollower, but unfortunately Alexander didn’t go for the argument that carrot cake counts as a vegetable.

Why am I know picturing a fight in the kitchen where Alec uses kitchen utensils and food to knock out people who have come to kidnap Magnus

Imagine someone broke into Magnus' place, and the police are called and as they arrive Magnus is like: "Thank you for coming. My chef has already apprehended and restrained the perpetrators, and is waiting for you to take them off his hands in the living room." Police: "... Your cook apprehended them?" Magnus: "Yes. Sadly, the confrontation did not result in the death of that cursed celery he bought earlier."

Magnus: "Tomatoes can't be trusted, my darling. Are they a fruit? Are they a vegetable? No one knows." Alec: "They are fruits." Magnus: "That's what they want you to believe."

[electrozeistyking]

I forgot to post this. Here's some silly art based on my friend @l-borden's playthrough of Voices of the Void. :3

[raticalshoez]

i'm having hyperfixation drought so i did what i did best and created a crossover episode

[antisocialxconstruct]

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[hatterofthelabyrinth]

if Halloween can´t be celebrated there, then what do they celebrated there or is there no celebration? (i hope you understand my english, i speak spanish)

There isn't any sort of celebration as far as I know of? I've passed houses and Lerkrims of people hosting parties and the like, but that's the closest I've seen. But no, I don't think anyone does holidays here. If they do, I haven't seen anyone celebrate it. Hey, maybe that'll be something someone can do. Set up a haunted house year round. Randomly go decorate. Make a halloween costume just for the sake of it. Seems like fun to me.

[uncanny-tranny]

One thing I find weird about visibly transitioning is realizing that while you as a human haven't changed in regards to personality or what have you, people's perception of you has, and sometimes that means you'll be treated differently.

I've noticed that as I become more "visibly" male to people, they are much more willing to say that I am "aggressive". Oftentimes, I'm not even doing anything out of the ordinary, I'm acting like I always have, and to be honest, people don't say how I'm being aggressive. It's really jarring because I haven't changed - my personality is the same. But I think what has changed is the fact that I am read as male doing the things I always have, so I'm treated with that lack of nuance.

I bring this up because it's an aspect of transition that can be very difficult, and even dangerous. I wonder, if I'm being seen this way, how are other trans people being seen? These things are important to consider because it can compromise our safety

[faaun]

a while ago i accidentally bent a g.pangolin electrode (those things are made of gold) the world was covered in conductive gel time is passing unreal lvls of quick they know my heart is yours

[daz4i]

ik it's not good to latch onto a mental illness as your defining trait but also. babe i don't have much else going on or any other sense of identity beyond it

[pa-pa-plasma]

kind of frustrating that people took "fat does not equal unhealthy" to mean "fat is not unhealthy." sometimes being obese IS unhealthy & excess fat can cause a lot of problems. ignoring health issues isn't progressive. real "oranges kill people with depression" moment

[rainbowvamp]

okay I'm thinking about the historical fashion/photographer au. again. damn it.

they go on a vacation and Dream brings his historical clothes (naturally).

cue candid photos of Dream in scenic locations in beautiful clothes. Half of them include Dream covering his face and trying to hide a smile because "Really, Hob, do you ever put your camera down?"

"I don't know, love, do you ever wear modern fashions?"

And he continues taking pictures.

They have a real conversation later about Hob's constant need to take pictures of Dream that essentially boils down to: I see art in everything you do. I am an artist. I have to capture it. If I don't it will eventually drive me mad, and what are you going to do with a mad photographer.

Dream sees the logic in this, and so he wears his one "normal" set of clothes (black jeans he tailored himself (🤢) and like, a black tee shirt), thinking this will give him a break from Hob's incessant photographs, but if anything Hob takes MORE photos that day, because he is completely transfixed by Dream in normal clothes. Dream who wears a fucking 1850s style nightshirt in a tee shirt and jeans? That's art. That's his love looking comfy and dressed down. He takes the pictures because he wants to remember this moment. Because he's in love and he has to.

When Hob explains this Dream can't even pretend to be irritated because he's so smitten.

They go home and have wild, emotional sex and when Dream rifles through the closet to put on his 1850s style nightshirt to go brush his teeth instead of doing the sensible thing and grabbing Hob's easily available button down from the ground, it just makes Hob smile.

[bowsers-sweaty-asshole]

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[thedeadestmeme]

screeching and crying right now. i've really been out here seeing the aroace flag and thinking it's the c!tommy flag. please remove me from existance i'm so sorry

[blue-banditt]

just find it funny how I found out ab my BPD (pre diagnosis). It wasn't because I had abandonment issues, it wasn't bc I had unstable relationships (although true), it wasn't bc of my self harm or validation seeking behavior; no

It was because I was having episodes where I was unbearably happy and joyful to the point of it being painful and needing to seek help bc I wanted it to stop. It was also because I was experiencing such severe dissociation that, beyond the daily disorientation dizziness foggy vision losing time forgetting things trapped in body feeling; I was having episodes where I was having mental breakdowns bc I felt like my memories weren't mine, my sentimental objects belonged to someone else and I was zapped into another person's life and body. And the gender dysphoria didn't help. It was so bad I genuinely can empathize with and understand how DID would feel, because the only thing that was missing for me was having a fractured identity and amnesia barriers.

BPD is fucking wild bro like forget abandonment issues what the fuck was I going through at 17

[mushroom-for-art]

My mew oc Mud recently kind of redesigned by @lotusmew thank you I adore hims this is his new look (just credit where credit is due) meeting @phlurrii 's lovely ancient mew Meau

It was pleasantly cool under the treeline but still distinctly warm, the ancient mew roamed in search of berries to nibble upon, modern fruits didn't explode with an array of flavors like they used to having evolved to be mostly just one, but collecting enough and taking quick bites of all of them nearly replicated the same taste.

They glided effortlessly around a large tree with vines beginning to crawl up along the trunk half wondering if they should perhaps pull the vines off if the plant was parasitic in nature..

Meau pondered before their attention was brought to the sudden awareness of a psychic pattern, they stopped suddenly staring upon the, creature in front of them. It could have been some previously unseen psychic Marowak variant were the skull it wore clearly not its own, it smelt of houndoom smoke and dirt as it dropped some psychic held berries in shock at seeing her. She blinked quickly at them confused before their ears went back and a low but deep growl rumbled in the back of the others throat.

Meau quickly felt a snarl growing from her own throat in response to the aggression her own ears going back in response, the others hands bent in claw like emphasis held out in threat and Meaus own paws sharpened ready to strike if necessary. Both parties snarled growling and hissing digits flexing in emphasis, Meaus fur puffed out and the others hackles raised.

They continued to growl, muscles tensing ends of tails flicking in agitation, ready to see who struck first, leaves russeled with patches of light passing through gaps in the treeline as-

"mmmhhyyyaaa"

Meau quietened as her ears flicked upright at the quiet sound, a yawn, a kitten yawn for sure, the others hands relaxed slowly as they too stopped growling. Tiny blue ears popped out from the side of the others body as Meau stared in wonder, a mew kit poked their head out to look blinking large pink eyes at her and making a soft mewing as they crawled around from where they must have been clinging to this others back. A purple muddy paw caught the kitten as they attempted to float forward gently stopping and pulling them back holding the kitten to their chest, a second set of mews began.

Meau leaned her body to the side to look without approaching as the purple other twisted slightly to reach their long arm around their back to scoop and hold a second kitten, darker blue in color with bits of yellow with more curly fur. This one seemed less curious of her burying their face into the fluff on the others chest as they mewed, they leant their head down and chirped making various soothing kitten calls to comfort the youngling, Meau recalled herself making such sound when her own child was born.

The other regarded Meau again before they slowly turned, the berries lifted by psychic energy once more, Meau watched their tail unwrap from around boney protrusions along their spine stretching out into a significantly longer tail and tilted her head as she regarded them again. They didn't notice, looking over their shoulder and gave a warning growl that clearly meant not to follow as they flew away quickly.

Meau blinked after them in pause.

She pondered.

And she followed.

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None mask version cause god dammit I drew a good face I wanna use it

[misiahasahardname]

i found a photo of me in the hospital after my first seizure and i am wearing the most HORRENDOUS combination of clothing imaginable 😭😭

thinking of redrawing it with mikey because epileptic 2012 mikey is real

[best-fictional-cat]

Look I voted Jayfeather already but it's a little uncomfortable that Bluestar canonically having paranoia in the last months of her life is being accepted as an argument against her. Like the series very much does explore this as the mental illness of an older, traumatized woman. (Well. In the Questionable way Warrior Cats explores any disability.) And like. The catalyst for this paranoid episode is her trusted deputy attempting to murder her.

Idk. This is maybe more serious than the Kitty Contest needs but weaponizing textual trauma and resulting mental illness is serious, you know? Saying all this assuming that other anon meant no harm and just didn't think about what they were saying, but that's kinda why I feel compelled to point it out. Real people have paranoia. They're not bad people, and they're not lesser for having it.

A very important addition to the debate