#*tries to control z irl*

[shipcestuous]

Sorry if it's a silly question or one you've answered before, but what's that "grade on a curve" ask referring to? I tried looking for more context in your discussion and anti tags, but I couldn't find anything, idk if that's due to Tumblr's search system.

Anyway, I personally think trying to prove anything to antis is a wasted effort in most cases. Most of them seem to be looking for reasons to get angry, possibly because they don't feel important or in control irl so they want to play the part of the hero battling the bad guys For The Greater Good online and get clout and admiration for it, so they're not generally the best people to try and have reasonable arguments with. Plus, with how many of them can be hilariously hypocritical about their interests ("you writing a physically abusive relationship in your fic proves you're unstable and dangerous, but me drawing a lot of violence and gore is perfectly okay," "we're essentially shipping the same problematic ship but I see myself as someone with good critical analysis skills and you as someone who's either stupid or evil, so it's fine for me to put it in my fanworks but not for you," etc.) I have my doubts about them reading "incest shipping isn't really a free-for-all, people have different tastes and opinions" and NOT somehow getting "people who like incest ship in THIS way are okay, but people who like incest ships in THAT way deserve all the hate they get" out of it...

On the other hand, I absolutely DO think it's important for incest shippers, proship/anti anti types, and people who just care about other people's comfort in fandom space in a healthy, non-self-centered way to be aware that we all have different preferences, boundaries, and even triggers, and that's okay! Just to make an example, if I like sharing fluffy headcanons about a wholesome brosis ships with you (general you), that doesn't necessarily mean I'll be okay with you reccing me hardcore BDSM darkfics about a codependent twincest ship out of the blue just because I'm into incest. Or, if I like twisted, manipulative parent/child and I've gushed about it you, even on multiple occasions, that doesn't necessarily mean I'll be okay with you suggesting me an extreme underage noncon scenario for the same ship, just because I like my incest dark and fucked-up.

We all have a place in fandom, no matter if our tastes run wholesome or twisted, vanilla or hardcore... and I think it's safe to say that many of us actually like both, even if at different times, for different ships, in different context or different combinations! But to coexist together peacefully, we have to be clear about what we want or don't want from our fandom experience, and respect other people's boundaries. Even when we don't get them, or we think they're too specific, or they're the squshy "X is yes or a soft no for me depending on the day, unless Y happens, then it's a HARD no" or "X is a hard no for me unless Y happens when Z, then it's just a soft no or, in a W context, even a yes" kind. (And, as someone who does have some squishy boundaries, let me tell you: they're actually WAY more frustrating when you try to formulate them in an understandbable manner so you don't accidentally cause any misunderstanding than when you have to hear them out, lol.)

Fortunately, I don't think I've actually seen cases like these happen a lot among incest shippers. But I think it always good to keep all this in mind!

Hi Anon,

I apologize for making things difficult for you. The grading-on-a-curve analogy first came up in this post. It was primarily a discussion of Cathy and Chris, so I didn't link back to it.

I agree with you. Many antis cannot be reasoned with, will always assume the worst, and need to pass judgment to validate themselves, or some other psychological reason. If we start regulating our behavior to appease them, they win. As always, the best way to deal with the issue is to ignore them, create content, and enjoy ourselves. But even though they are prone to assumptions, we also don't want to give them any fuel for assuming the wrong thing about us as shippers.

And then within our community its important not to make assumptions, but I think we have a pretty good understanding among ourselves that tastes vary. But it's good to remember to always give details when recommending things so that people can make informed decisions.

Thanks for sharing these thoughts, Anon!

[breakingpenguinart]

wip MIT tonyrhodey comic i guesS

+bonus side doodle

[randomlut]

I posted 10,563 times in 2022

That's 983 more posts than 2021!

68 posts created (1%)

10,495 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@eldritchcatpossumamalgam

@consistenthero

@erdsthenerds

@roombagreyjoy

@batgio

I tagged 1,815 of my posts in 2022

#jason todd - 365 posts

#spy x family - 97 posts

#the sandman - 93 posts

#red hood - 68 posts

#lol - 51 posts

#task force z - 44 posts

#dc - 42 posts

#netflix the sandman - 38 posts

#dc comics - 38 posts

#anya forger - 34 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#as long as you don't let it take control of your life and made you cruel to other people irl just because they have different intepretation

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Non of the family was really fighting. They were trying to capture Jason. Jason was trying to run away/stall. There are scores of comics where a group tries to capture Jason and he gets away. Leviathan had Bruce and several league members fight Jason and he beat them. All I know is the issue was one of the few moments since UTRH that stressed how good Jason is a strategy and playing people.

Yes! the way I read it, it feels like an ordinary sibling brawl but vigilante standard. I remember back then when I was a kid when my Mom made me jump into the pool, once I get into the pool, I didn't want to stop to the point of my sister had to drag me out of the pool with physical force (we were both kids, nothing serious happen). same thing here.

Also, your examples show that it's USELESS to debate which one is stronger among batkids because almost DC comics are plot-driven, so it really depends on which one is being the main character/main villain in the series.

i feel like in the TFZ, the bat sibling "fight" is written quite fairly. no one really wins here, not even Jason because TFZ managed to escape but barely and they have to deal with being chased in the next volume.

the complaints feel like they just hate Jason can even hold up against batfam, like it's not allowed for Jason to be slightly competent, he must be the dumbest one against their fav and be beaten easily, which you know, is unfair.

89 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

#4

So i got this ask and the more i think about it, you're absolutely absolutely right anon. This must be how this zombie group idea was pitched

And this one is from Rosenberg's interview, about how Task Force Z comic was pitched

See the full post

110 notes - Posted March 22, 2022

#3

For people that complaining about Jason won against the Batsibling, especially Cass, did you actually read the whole run or just this panel then got angry out of context?

193 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

#2

So finally catch up with task force Z (the only run that i read that now since I'm still on DC Comic break).

Not really love Jason's describing himself as the same level with Bane (who literally killed Alfred?! and Jason killed him in issue 4 but now Bane's rising again because death really mean NOTHING in this run, like NOTHING NOTHING)

And no one corrects him, which seems that this is also Rosenberg's take on Jason and not just Jason's being self deprecating

Like no Jason, maybe this is just me being a Jason's stan, but no, you're not the same, like why suddenly Jason is really into this team? Maybe because they just saved his ass earlier?

However, love Jason and Batman conversation. like what Jason said to Batman is exactly what i think about their relationship too.

See the full post

397 notes - Posted March 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Lol i just realize that there are Gotham citizens in the background. and they just standing there, watching vigilantes sibling fighting and all, being dramatic af while they just waiting for their train

Just another Tuesday for Gotham citizens.

Also, Jason's face is just open like that in public?

2,223 notes - Posted May 31, 2022

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[daydreamersandkins]

hello, welcome to daydreamers and kins! this is a perspective sideblog of differences between MaDDers, systems & alters, kins, and irls.

my name mr cheese /srs ! i go by he/him pronouns. you are OK to call me cheese or ricotta and my neopronouns is cheese/cheez/cheeself. i am a stimthusiast (term is OK to use to describe you!) autistic and as of January 15th, 2022, I discovered to be a maladaptive daydreamer after 6 complex years of "self-rping"/chatrooming/storylining relentlessly (/lh).

please do use tone indicators as i fall for "sarcastic" jokes sometimes that turn out to be dark and depressing. one time a friend said "aww i have a dog on my lap :)" and i responded "awwww doggy cute!!" then they replied "the dog's dead" and i went "oh" and almost spiraled. "please use /neg next time..." i indirectly muttered. (it's okay with this friend now though. they weren't aware of tone indicators back then)

if you're wondering about the old posts and self-reblogs of the old posts further below, this sideblog was originally a... i cant say the diagnosis anymore- a*p3rg3rs userpage when my past cheesy teen self reblogged tons of questionable and informative posts about autism, functioning labels, adhd moods, and tips to stim more when understimulated. well, that's what i summarize!

i bravely self-diagnosed myself with DID to the doctors before i was diagnosed with the n*z! label (the term i triggerblocked above) when i was sent to the doctors for therapy back at 12/14/17. this sounds very wrong, because my misunderstanding of DID was when i saw the title roles of each alter. i thought these alters were the characters i been controlling. until i learned alters cannot be controlled nor forced so that's when i realized my self-guessing is terribly wrong. to systems out there, know that i don't have what you're going through aside from memory problems and wall staring, and i hope you're all managing through ongoing pressure and experiences with ease. i'm learning about systems as i go along.

even better during my first therapy (/s) the entire internet, net neutrality was going to get shut down by some apple shit pie. after discovering the signs i applied to all, what made me go into a endless spiral of questioning was when i found out adhd and autism have some of the same signs, but has more differences. when i look at my actions, it seemed mild and combined. so i thought reblogging those adhd moods and autism tips were helpful and funny. a discord friend even told me about the backstory of the n*z! label. felt like my life became a lie that i never came back. it was a safe undertale/deltarune infodump server too :(

i had help a few times. i tried to explain to my therapist this entire flowchart i did that describe what i think caused my life fantasizing habit. my therapist looked very confused like she wasn't paying attention. then she never helped me again.

today i claim that i don't have ADHD nor DID. bolding because i don't want anyone to cancel/fakeclaim me. i am done questioning about having ADHD because thanks to the signs of pacing and stimming while fantasizing plots, i discovered to have maladaptive daydreaming disorder. everyday i always feel like imagining scenarios of anything possible. they have to do with my special interests, comfort characters (CCs for short!), headcanons, character development ability-wise, and environmental settings combined.

in this blog you will see personal experiences of my MD, others' personal experiences of their lifelong problems, facts i learn/know about mental health and mental health disorders, and cope around in my MD blog whereas i play around with my daydreaming trying my VERY VERY BEST to write it down which is the most hardest thing to jot, @fandomlife1st3rdpov . basically subcategories of facts, knowledge, life stories under mental health.

posts may appear sensitive/offensive so i will put content|trigger warnings and a "Keep Reading" border for your health.

[hikarumkns]

Sk8 Episode 4

Spoilers alert y'all

Okay but I almost thought this episode would be a little slow paced because Miya tries to help Reki, instead we get more of Miya's character and this kid is totally me.

(oh yeah btw, I make horrible gifs ... ☺️)

Aside from Langa and Cherry, Miya is becoming my favorite character :3

Anyway, I like talking about the realism of skating in this show and that's what I'm here to present. I would also like to point out that ADAM uses a longboard so typically he would be faster since the wheels on a longboard are bigger and have the most transaction. A regular skateboard has smaller wheels and they're harder so control is difficult that's why Reki was very hesitant about going downhill while attempting to do one of the hardest tricks (IRL) in Skateboarding.

The Primo Slide

I love Rodney Mullen guys you have no idea.

At that speed, Miya has some serious big ones. I went down a hill that was incredibly steep once and my trucks were wobbling like crazy. Though, I haven't seen anyone do the Primo Slide on cement, I'm pretty sure it would be just as difficult as on any other surface. This scene also really paid an homage I feel, to initial D when Takumi's AE86 hugs the bank on Mt. Akina. I love it so much.

I was more pleased to see the Casperslide and the awesome Bert Slide that I haven't seen anyone do since the 70's. I could be totally wrong and if so please send them clips my way!

The Casperslide is another incredibly difficult trick to land. At first though I thought ADAM had done a Darkslide. It's considered an "impossible" trick but I mistook it because he was grinding on the lip of the curb. Maybe because of the way ADAM was leaning, I mistook it for the Darkslide.

This is a Darkslide.

Then there's the Bert Slide. If I were to attempt this I feel like my arm would break 🤣 though ADAM is a bit exaggerated and in a way probably not possible unless you're doing Downhill Longboarding. Even then most of the weight when taking a tight corner is distributed to the back foot and the knees for better maneuverability and your arm doesn't extend that far out.... Please don't do any tricks while Downhill Longboarding.

Notice how not even Tony Alva has his hand planted onto the platform. After watching this scene again though, I realized he does have his hand on the platform before he leans onto his forearm. The Bert Slide was actually incorporated into skating by a surfer and was later adapted from a 180 Bert Slide to a 540 none other by the Z-Boys in the mid 70's. It's so fun to do and fairly easy as well.

This show doesn't cease to amaze me. I'm glad we're starting to learn more about the characters while keeping skating relevant. They could add a filler episode but let's face it these shows rarely go past 13 episodes and I feel like this show will be one of those 😭

[twopoppies]

Good morning Gina! I literally just woke up 🤣 but wanted to share my dream w you before I forgot.

So, in it, L&H had these mobile recording studios set up in like- I suppose- campervans or RVs… totally incognito, and L especially was using it to move around snd find new artists to add to his label. H had one too (😆😆 I can’t even imagine this irl), but one thing they both did was make videos of their story and their truths- together! There was one to be released as a ‘hack’, one for ‘in case of death’, and several versions stored in servers around the world.

There was a joint one with all 51d as well. Zayn had a van too, he also recorded his story and that spoke about Liam, and how they had been together but Larry meant management came down very hard on them. Z did allude to some other nasty stuff (can’t remember), but essentially, Larry sometimes used to z & l to make each other jealous (so mature 😆). z & L did love each other but the stunting affected them greatly. I think one of them actually had a relationship with the beard (🤷🏻‍♀️) both thought bridges were burnt too far, and shit spiralled out of control. In a weak moment, z must’ve tried something w H and L lost his shit. Z left.

😂😖😖 what’s happening to my brain??? 😂🤣😂

Anyways, the gist of the dream was that an expose was imminent, and they were all willing to risk legal action if they felt they had no other option.

I found it sad though, that they made a ‘in case of death’ video— like they considered this might be a possibility

☹️😢😢🥺

Louis also had cutting edge tech imbedded in the vids so they could be spun as ‘deep fakes’.

I think I need to get up and have coffee 😂😂😂

This sounds like the plot of a spy film. I love it.

[heartofdaydreams]

5, 11, 23, 31, and 48? :) (~boulevard-of-broken-daydreams)

5. Do you have (a) linear daydream(s)? How long has it/have they been running?

If by linear you mean every daydream is a continuation of the last and there isn't any flashbacks or going back to change things, I have 1. It's been running about 4 years now, it was my main paracosm (paraverse? It's my parame travelling through several paracosms) for about 2.5 years but now it's more of a background thing that I go to when I need some no angst family feels. Anyone have that paracosm that is The OG™ but it wasn't the first? That's this paracosm

11. If you have a parame, please describe them. Are they much like you? How do you feel about them?

Yep! They share my name (Alex) and they're me but better. They're how I try to act but fail. They look like me but if I was a model or something that made me actually look good. They look older than me (16-18 whereas I'm 15) and they're about 6 million years old. I guess they're a god? They never tried to figure it out. Just kinda accepted they were immortal and had powers and moved on (a true gen z). As for how I feel about them- they're awesome and I love them in every way possible

23. What do you associate with your paras? Colors? Smells? Words?

I associate people in general with colours whether that's paras or people irl. E.g Shota is black (sometimes yellow), Hizashi is yellow (sometimes black), Tensei is dark blue, Ludwig is emerald green, Arthur is grass green, Theta is dull gold, etc. I can't tell my own colour though which sucks because I wanna know but my parame is dark purple so maybe I am too?

31. Do you have models/faceclaims for your paras?

My paras are mostly fiction based so I just use their source material actors/animation/fanart. For my oc paras I can never find any accurate enough but I'm extremely good at visualising things so I can picture them easy enough

48. Do you edit your daydreams? To what extent? How often/how much does your brain block you from controlling things?

If I daydream a scene and I don't like it then I'll redo it and change it so it's good. I'll add parts into backstories and add some paras as plot points. I barely control them. I'm sometimes able to decide if it'll be action or romance or me where it's set or what paras I want but I don't control what actually happens or how

@boulevard-of-broken-daydreams

[homenum-revelio-hq]

Welcome (again) to the Order of the Phoenix, Gracie!

You have been accepted for the role of ALICE LONGBOTTOM! We really enjoyed your application for Alice! We loved the personality section and the discussion of Alice’s worldview weaved throughout. Definitely looking forward to see how her black-and-white thinking will play out in the Order! 

Please take a look at the new member checklist and send in your account within 24 hours! Thank you for joining the fight against Voldemort!

OUT OF CHARACTER:

NAME: Gracie

AGE: 21

TIMEZONE: EST

ACTIVITY LEVEL: I’m in my fourth year of college, and I’ve managed to be a part of tumblr rpgs my entire college career, so I’m quite good at balancing my IRL responsibilities with managing replies and all the fun stuff. If I had to put it on a scale of 1-10, probably like a 7, 7.5. I usually know well enough in advance when I’m going to have some tough schedules so I can work around it or ask for a brief hiatus.

ANYTHING ELSE: No triggers or squicks to note, but I’ll let you know if that changes.

CHARACTER DETAILS:

NAME: Alice Aurelia Longbottom (née Edgecombe)

AGE: 33

GENDER, PRONOUNS, and SEXUALITY: Female, She/Her, heterosexual

BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood

HOUSE ALUMNI: Slytherin

ANY CHANGES: Nope! Love everything! <3

CHARACTER BACKGROUND:

PERSONALITY:

There’s something interesting about being caught in the middle. It forces a person to think, rather than to just pass by.

That’s where the Edgecombe family had always been. Not quite so lofty as to be a part of the Sacred 28, but still, a perfectly respectable pureblooded family. They never really stood out. That was, until Alice.

         Unlike her older brother Frederick (or Freddie to his friends), Alice was always quick to question something. Why was the sky blue? Why was her name Alice? Why could they perform such amazing acts of magic, while muggles lived their whole lives without it? She could always be found digging through her father’s study for the answers or climbing to the tallest tree or digging up the garden to see if she could figure out some of the answers for herself.  

         In school, she had a bit of a reputation as a know-it-all. But not your typical know-it-all. She never insisted on interjecting into every class, every conversation; No, no Alice wasn’t at all like that. It wasn’t that she talked very much. Alice would only speak when she had something to say. She was very quick to correct you if she thought you were wrong and could verbally cite all the reasons why. Needless to say, this didn’t help her make any friends. If someone asked her a question, she almost always had the answer and then some. If she didn’t have the answer for you, you could rest assured that after an evening in the library, she’d basically be an expert on it and could tell you just about anything you’d want to know. The thirst for knowledge was relentless. She wanted so desperately to understand everything, and whatever Alice wanted, Alice would get.

Alice is a perfect balance of soft and tough. She’s like the soft beauty of fresh snowfall mixed with the sharp bite that whips in the winter wind. Being raised as the proper daughter of a pureblood family, she could play the part of the polite, soft spoken, and quite witch. However, she never bothered to hide the wit and charm that crackled in everything she did and said. She’s poised, and at times quite cunning, but never, never cruel or harsh. She’s quite captivating, though she never wants to be the center of attention. At her core, she’s kind, and she’s sturdy. She’s also stubborn as anything. As such, it’s very difficult getting through to her when she believes something.

Her world view is one of black and white. There aren’t any shades of grey. There is only right and wrong. In Alice’s mind, the laws are there to protect everyone- to keep everything and everyone in the right. By breaking the laws- even bending it, could spell out something disastrous. Her world view is why becoming an auror seemed like such a natural fit for her. She could make things right, and she could solve problems. She could see something wrong, look for the pieces of the puzzle and reassemble them to find the answer.

Alice is kind of like a pointillism picture. From up close, there’s nothing that seems to stand out. Just another dot on a canvas- one in a million. But upon further inspection, and a different perspective, she’s remarkable. She could be the center of attention, if she didn’t prefer to hide in plain sight. She liked being considered average. It drew less attention to her, and it made it even more satisfying to surprise people when their assumptions proved to be wrong.

But pictures aren’t always pretty.

The clever, calculated nature of the way her mind works means that some people tend to consider her cold, or unfeeling. The know-it-all wound up separating herself from pleasantries and conversation, as people never seemed to like to talk with her. Alice is incredibly blunt and doesn’t sugar coat things. Facts are facts, and there’s no point in making things seem like they aren’t all that bad when they are exactly as bad as they look. In this way, Alice is her own worst enemy. No matter how hard she tries to make friends, to get people close enough to her so that they might begin to understand her, she says something harsh, or doesn’t let emotions influence her response. Then it’s just one more person who finds her completely intolerable.

There’s also the fact that she was in Slytherin. While being in Slytherin doesn’t automatically stain you with certain irredeemable qualities and brand you forever as a dark wizard, it does sometimes create situations where you’re surrounded by people who tend to agree with the sentiments of dark wizards. Being surrounded by these ideas for seven years of her life, hearing the whispers in the halls and the common room conversations, she learned to think like them. Part of these experiences are what helped her to the top of her field. The other part allowed her to work as they do- to be manipulative, to toy with people. These are aspects of herself that Alice hates the most and would love to see disappear. However, they are a part of who she is, and she will still slip into old habits from time to time when these undesirable qualities are called for in whatever task is at hand. And sometimes, even when they aren’t called for. Sometimes it’s just a subtle comment on something, but this controlling aspect of her will rear its ugly head from time to time.  

Alice is a force to be reckoned with. She knows what it is she wants, and she will get it. She knew she wanted to make her family proud. So, she did as she was told, sat straight, acted the proper lady. She still bites her tongue around them rather than tell them how she really feels. Once she knew she wanted to become an auror, to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves, she worked hard and got it. She wanted Frank, and she got him too… But now she’s not so sure he wants her too. He’s grown so distant.

BRIEF OVERVIEW OF FAMILY: 

Alice’s family isn’t exactly easy. Her mother, Cordelia, is the definition of a mother hen. Constantly fluffing and preening and just ever-so-slightly overbearing. It took years, and a muggle book from a Hogwarts friend, to realize that her mother is Mrs. Bennet from Pride and Prejudice- to a T. While she would probably never utter it allowed, Alice’s mother wanted desperately for her daughter to marry up in pureblood society. She was positively thrilled when Alice brought Frank home for dinner. But that’s not to say the woman doesn’t care about Alice. She’s incredibly proud of her daughter and her accomplishments. In polite society, she gushes endlessly about her Alice, the auror, who managed to snag THE Frank Longbottom.

         Alice is more like her father, Atticus, than anything. The man is quiet. While he doesn’t say much, his mind is always working, always playing some elaborate game of chess with the world, a game that he will inevitably win. He taught Alice to think before she speaks. To always have a plan, all the way from A to Z- just in case something was to go wrong. Alice was always much closer to him than to her father. He just seemed to understand her better than her mother. The clucking and fussing and frills were nice, but Alice needed time away from all that noise to function. She’d much rather be hiding in her father’s study, in silence but never alone. That’s not to say it was always quiet. The battles of wits between these two were legendary- it’s better to never bring up politics around them unless you’re willing to listen to a very well mannered, but absolutely scathing debate.

         Freddie had been her best friend and confidant growing up. She’d constantly pester her big brother for the answers to her innumerable questions that swirled around her head. He was always more of a “mama’s boy” though. Always looking to stay in the woman’s good graces and do as he was told.

         Now, it’s quite difficult. Cordelia and Atticus are both inclined to stay in the graces of pureblood society. Instead of speaking up, they bow their heads, turn a blind eye. To agree that perhaps Lord Voldemort isn’t all that bad and that everyone’s just blowing it out of proportion. Freddie, never one to question his parents, is following blindly along with them.  Alice is forced to watch silently as her family slowly aligns with something she views as truly, and irredeemably wrong.

OCCUPATION 

Alice is an auror. Alice is bright. She knows the spells to use, she knows the laws, the protocols to follow. But it’s not just that that makes her such an excellent fit for the job. The ability to think quickly, to solve the problem in front of her efficiently and effectively, was the key to her success. She had a clear mind in the face of danger, which helped to make her one of the best duelists in the business. She and Frank had been nearly unbeatable. But something is off with them, and it’s throwing off their dueling, and it’s throwing Alice off her whole work game.

ROLE WITHIN THE ORDER/THOUGHTS ABOUT THE ORDER:

         Alice is in the inner-circle of the Order. She was there to provide a level head and a ministry insight into what was going on politically. She’s there to try to keep everyone safe and protected. At first, the work she was doing with the Order was right. They were protecting the innocent and defenseless. But when things began to fall more and more into a legally grey area, Alice wasn’t so certain anymore.

She’s known who she is and what she stood for her whole life. To be questioning something now is ground shaking. Watching as the younger Order members are more inclined to cause chaos that increases the panic within the community rather than focus on quickly, quietly, and legally helping the others and slowly dismantling the forces that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is assembling is painful for her. She’s trying so desperately to show them that there’s a better way of doing things. A safer way, for everyone involved. But they don’t seem to want to listen.

Watching as Frank takes on more dangerous and legally questionable jobs from the Order has been causing a pit to form in her stomach. Not just because she adores him and would be inconsolable if anything were to ever happen to him, but also because the one thing she cares about most above all is beginning to exist on the fringe of the black area in her mind. In her world without a grey area, she’s not sure what she can do. She knows she won’t turn on him or expose him, but then, what is she supposed to do here?

SURVIVAL:

         The British “Stiff Upper Lip” defines how Alice gets by. Living in the Longbottom family house is a step up from the tiny Edgecombe household, and a very welcome change to the tiny London flat she’d holed up in after Hogwarts as she was getting her start at the Ministry. Having copious amounts of floo-powder in the house always makes the commute to work a breeze.

More eyes are on her now than when she was younger. Marrying up meant that people paid marginally more attention to her, even more so as a respected auror. She’s forced herself to be very careful. She never talks of the Order in public. At work, if the group is mentioned, she’s always the first to volunteer to investigate them. Better her than any of the other aurors. If it were anyone else, it was likely all their faces would be on the front page of the Daily Prophet, holding numbers across their chests and looking incredibly grim. Worse the end of her career, if she was discovered to be associated with the Order, it would almost definitely be certain death, now that so many of Lord Voldemort’s followers are also working in the Ministry. She can never be too careful with who she trusts.

RELATIONSHIPS:

         While it may not seem like it from the surface, Alice is holding on for dear life with Frank. They’d always been a team in her mind. The two of them against the world. But now he won’t talk to her. He’s been distant, and she barely recognizes him some days. The man she’d married isn’t who’s sleeping beside her anymore, and she isn’t sure where he went, or what she must do in order to bring him back. It’s not as though she can talk to her family or work friends about the problem without exposing the Longbottom’s dirty little (illegal) secret to the entire wizarding world. She can’t talk to anyone about it. She can’t talk to Frank about it. Her parents cannot know that she’s part of the Order, or else they could be in serious trouble. Not that she’d even like to imagine it, but she knows there’s a chance that they could turn on her and turn her in or inform someone in Voldemort’s ranks of just what the Longbottom’s are up to. She can’t talk about it at work or risk exposing herself as a member of the Order. Alice is a cauldron of stress that is at risk of bubbling over. She needs a shoulder to cry on, or at least someone to vent to. Otherwise, Alice is going to explode.

         Caradoc Dearborn is clever. He’s got a good head on his shoulders. He knows how to think, and not just blindly stumble into things firing spells left and right. He’s one of the reasons that she still has faith in the Order and what it’s doing, and why she hasn’t withdrawn. She hopes he can help direct to Order into doing what’s best for the entire wizarding community, without making a muck of every law and statute the wizarding world lives by. She can’t imagine what it’s like to lose a parent, and she’s sort of taken him under her wing as a younger sibling of sorts.

         Mary MacDonald stresses Alice out more than anything. The girl’s completely all over the map. She flickers back and forth between what’s right and what’s wrong in Alice’s view like a light bulb on the fritz. It doesn’t make sense to her that one person can change her opinion on something a million times in a minute. In Alice’s mind, maybe the girl changes her mind so much because she isn’t sure what she believes. Or worse yet, she knows what she believes, and she’s trying to take the whole Order down from the inside and take everyone along with it. She doesn’t trust her as far as she can throw her.

OOC EXPLORATION:

SHIPS/ANTI-SHIPS: Alice x Frank, Alice x Chemistry

WHAT PRIVILEGES AND BIASES DOES YOUR CHARACTER HAVE? 

         Alice is very privileged. A pureblood witch who married into another pureblood family? A respectable Ministry job? That’s as good as it gets, as far as some in their community are concerned. But she’s never been one to judge. In school, she enjoyed seeing the other half of the world. She’d trade books and music with muggle-born students, read as much as she could about everything- vampires, werewolves, shape shifters- everything. The unquenchable thirst to know all that there was out there provided her with the facts. But the facts, she’s beginning to find, are often different than the reality.

The underlying prejudice with her still exists, as much as she tries to fight it. She listens to her family and questions whether they always thought that way. Whether or not she used to agree with them. She can’t recall, and she hopes it wasn’t so. But sometimes, watching as these youths who think they’re changing the world by tearing it apart… She wonders just where they learned to think this way. Are they muggle ideas? I want her to try and better understand the struggles that others who aren’t nearly as privileged as her face daily. To try and understand why some are, in her mind, so intent on blowing things up and starting again. To understand their struggle, so that maybe Alice can learn to think beyond what’s black and white in the eyes of the law, and instead see what’s morally and ethically the right thing to do. Perhaps this ability to better understand may help her to realize where her loyalties should truly lie in this war.

WHAT ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO?

Literally, everything. Alice Longbottom has always been my favorite of the Marauders era characters, as I feel like she can be interpreted a plethora of different ways, and I think that this interpretation of her may just be my favorite yet.

PLOT DROP IDEAS: Maybe an inspection of ministry workers, or something that could poke at whether they’re involved in anything suspicious? Or a raid on Diagon Alley.

ANYTHING ELSE? Nope! <3 Mischief Managed!

[feelsaddict]

Rules: tag people you’d like to know better!

Thanks to @momentofmemory​ for tagging me!

1. Dogs or Cats? I love both! But I do prefer dogs more. They let you pet them all day if you could. 

2. YouTube celebrities or normal celebrities? Do YouTube counts if I only know one or two entertainment network on it and could match most of their faces to a name? Like they are fun to watch for entertainment, but I try to keep away from their personal lives. They don’t owe us everything about their lives.  

3. If you could live anywhere where would that be? I romanticized living anywhere in the world. Paris, NYC, Tokyo, that cabin in the middle of the woods next to the lake. That hotel suite on the top floor downtown. I moved around a lot as a kid. Just love walking into a place an imagine how a normal life could be based around the place. 

4. Disney or DreamWorks? Disney only because I seen and remember them more. Doesn’t help that they are also a Megacorporation who own and control 35% of all entertainment or something like that.

5. Favorite childhood TV show? So many to choose because I’m so nostalgic for them now. But if I have to choose, Avatar:The Last Airbender (I prefer Legend of Korra more, unpopular opinion), and Kim Possible!!

6.  The movie you’re looking forward to most in 2020? I had to Google this because not a big movie goer. But Wonder Woman:1984 look interesting. 

7. Favorite book you read in 2019? Not books but plenty of fanfiction. Don’t have the energy to emotional invest into something new. Scratch that. I just remember I read The Tyrant’s Tomb by Rick Riordan. Still can’t believe these books are still being written. 

8. Marvel or DC? Marvel fan. Just find Marvel more appealing. I think it’s because it’s set in the real world and when they introduce real-world issues, you just get it and it easier to get emotional involved. Like I can’t get why people still live in Gotham, but I could understand more why people would still live in New York City.

9. If you choose Marvel favorite member of the X-Men? If you choose DC favorite Justice League member? Not a big X-men fan but the recent Dawn of X comic lines is drawing me into them. If you look at my blog, my favorite is clearly Spider-Man (Peter Parker to exact, if anyone was wondering.) For DC: Wonder Woman (tried to read her comics book but magic is a hard sell for me.)

10. Night or Day? I’m a morning bird but romanticized the night so much. My favorite memories are always at night, up late with my friends shooting the shit. Or driving everyone home on a empty highway. 

11. Favorite Pokemon? Squirtle!! (Squirle Squad for life!) Also just learned recently it’s just a turtle and a squirrel mixed together. 

12. Top 5 bands/artists: I like whatever sound good or have an emotional connection with. So I don’t like a particular band or artist. But based on my playlist, early Taylor Swift, Green Day, Hans Zimmer, and The Lonely Island.

13. Top 10 books The Percy Jackson series, (that could be the entire list if you count the squeal series) by Rick Riordan; Gameboard of the Gods by Richelle Mead; World War Z by Max Brooks; Vicious by V.E. Schwab; Under my Skin series by @asynca (seriously check them out); and The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. 

14. Top 4 movies Into the Spider-Verse, The Amazing Spider-Man 2, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, and Inside Out. 

15. America or Europe? They both f***** based accounting to Tumblr. 

16. Tumblr or Twitter? Tumblr. And my friend regretted having me join. (She unfollowed me because as she put it, “I want to see my dashboard, not yours.” She still my friend so we all good.)

17. Favorite vacation destination? My friends. One live over 100 miles away and the other is literally down the street from me. (But stupid adult/work life keep us from only seeing each other once a month though.)

18. Favorite YouTuber? The FunHaus group. 

19. Favorite author? Fanfictions writers because they give us so much more with little to nothing in return.

20. Tea or Coffee? Not a tea or coffee person. I will accept cold coffee from time to time and tea when i’m feeling adventurous. 

Etc.

21. OTP? Too many to list!!! Just check my tags if you’re really curious. 

22. Do you play an instrument/sing? No but I always wanted to learned how to play instruments: piano, violin and guitar. Singing is for the shower and karaoke where you enjoy being bad together.

Tagging - only if you want to!

@thatlaptopgirl @yourgrinningcheshirecat @spinningglobes 

(only because i knew these people irl and too nervous to ask anyone else)

[writhe]

I don't think you or most trans men have ill intent to trans women for speaking about how you experience misogyny/gendered oppression but it will have negative consequences for trans women from cis people, even LGB when it gains traction. I know you and a few trans men will speak on our behalf but I've been rejected/ejected from too many queer women's spaces while trans men sit silent in those spaces/groups so I don't have much faith the majority of trans mascs will speak up on our behalf. 1/3

“Ya'll act like it never happens but every trans lesbian or bi woman has lived through being rejected or ignored in queer spaces/groups that welcome trans men without a peep from the trans guys in them much less them leaving with us in solidarity. I know ya'll don't control that but ya'll seem to have no problem being in spaces that reject us so words of reassurance that we're a community in solidarity don't mean much when many trans mascs have no problem interacting with transmisogynists. 2/3You're a trans guy and as such your priority is trans guys so I understand you're gonna do what's best for trans guys but trans women advocating this will be de facto advocating for even more alienation from cis women, even LBQ women. Just don't act like this isn't going to be weaponized against trans women because it will. Crypto TERFs are already popping up in posts about this. 3/3”i honestly mostly agree with you i think in an ideal world these conversations would be easy. the thing is, the misogyny & transphobia trans masc people face does need to be talked about because it’s traumatizing. it’s oppressive. there is no benefit to ceasing conversation around it. i’m sure you didn’t mean this in a way to say “stop talking about this”, but it just feels complicated being told that what i say will be weaponized because it leaves me wondering if i should say nothing at all which feels even less productive. What i think this really does is shift the dialogue to ask - how can we have these conversations in a constructive way? how can we make these dualities understood?but again in this ideal situation, these ideas would be received and understood without people trying to translate it into a zero sum game of ��if X group experiences Y in this way, then Z group is incapable of experiencing Y at all.” it becomes a matter of asking “how can I talk about this in an accurate way that will do no harm?” it sucks but yeah, a cis audience is a complicated one to reach, given their inability to relate & understand on a fundamental level, much less in empathetic way i speak a lot from experience here, too. many of my trans friends IRL are trans women. I really only know a few trans men (lots of NB friends though). i feel incredibly lucky to be around people where solidarity and support seems to be the foundation. I wish everyone could have thisI also don’t prioritize trans men in my politics, I just talk about it a bit more since i can speak to my own experience it would feel performative now for me to say some sort of call to action along the lines of “trans men!! cis people!! support your sisters!!” because while I do wholeheartedly believe that intracommunity solidarity & love is, like, the very best thing that we can do for one another these words fall short of making waves. everything you’ve said already is a call to action for trans men to support trans women, and you’re not even the first one to say it. but as per your message, i don’t see a benefit in acting like this solidarity doesn’t exist when is does very beautifully sometimes. i understand why it falls flat when it’s not the case for everyone but here’s to hoping, and here’s to doing what i can where i can. i hope this response makes sense. i tried to address everything that i could. thanks for this conversation & please feel free to respond/add to this because it’s important

[ukaia]

Forced Betrayal

Sorry about the quiet folks! I’ve got Depression and Panic attacks IRL, and my meds went a bit haywire on me sending me into a nice mood depression for a couple days there!  I’m doing much better though! And finally came up with a couple lovely ideas I smushed into one! I hope you enjoy them!!

As always feel free to add onto the ideas. I can’t write the full stories, just the snippets!

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He was pushing himself too hard. He knew that, he knew it... and he didn't care. A grunt escaped him as the blow he'd been trying to twist away from landed slightly off center, hitting a cut from earlier. He could feel the warmth starting to seep once more into his jumpsuit as he staggered back, arm going to his side and he coughed, when had they gotten so good at fighting?

"C.. come on.. snap out of it!" he pleaded again. His voice was already horse from begging them to stop. How the hell had Anti done this? How had he gotten to them this way?!? Marvin, Chase, JJ.. even Henrik all were attacking him. Robbie seemed to have been the only one not affected, but he was currently a still lump off to one side. Wisps of smoke drifting gently from his small frame after Marvin had blasted him head on with a dose of magic when he'd come to Jackie's aid.

Jackieboy jerked back as a bullet ripped though his shoulder, a sharp pained cry escaped him as he staggered and fell to one knee, fresh blood flowed out of him and soaked the already bloody jumpsuit. Chases's sinister grin and smoking gun were the culprit for that one, JJ had one of Chase’s guns as well but seemed to be favoring a blade for his attacks more. Marvin swooped in, seeing a chance to really hit him with a spell. His hands moved and words whispered quickly as the magic built up and then he shot the sickly green glowing ball at Jackieboy. Jackie managed to lunge to the side, only just being missed by the ball. He could feel the power graze him and it burned like hell fire where it did.

He rolled and got up again, staggering, barely able to keep his legs under him. He was too battered, and helpless. He couldn't hurt them. None of them, not even to save his own life. He was afraid that if he did hurt them...  whatever Anti was using to control them would do something much worse while they were vulnerable.

"Stop!" he cried out again coughing. He couldn't last much longer..  And he still hadn't figure out how to free them. What happened to them if he.. if he left? He needed to retreat, come up with some way to rescue them! The very idea of it though turned his stomach, leaving them to the mercy of Anti?! He couldn’t!! But at the same time, he couldn’t win against them. Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind and started to stagger to his feet once more, only to feel a heavy boot kick him hard in the back of his head, sending him tumbling forward like a rag doll

"G̵o̸i̴n̵g̸ ̸s̷o̸m̸e̶p̶l̴a̵c̴e̷ ̴p̷u̵p̶p̴e̷t̴?̸" he heard a familiar glitchy voice speak. He felt the boot stomp down on his back, directly between his shoulder blades, trapping him there and knocking any air from his lungs in one go. He lay breathless, stars glittering behind his eyes from the blow. He could only groan as the booted foot ground it's heal into his spine. He could hear the glitch flipping something in his fingers, most likely one of his favored blades he always had on him. This was... the end wasn't it? He hadn't been able to bring himself to do anything more then defend against the others, and then the Glitch was going to swoop in and end him. He wasn't going to be able to protect them anymore!

What was he going to do? What could he do? He was trapped, helpless, completely wiped out, injured past the point of breaking.

There was no way out!

"Get..get... Avay from him!!" A sudden set of shaking German accented words were spoken. Henrik? Jakie shifted his head slightly but the boot in his back ground harder making him hiss with pain and stop moving. Anti looked up from the battered figure under his feet towards Schneeplestein who held a syringe looking frightened but determined.

"O̷r̵.̴.̸ ̸w̷h̸a̵t̴.̶.̵ ̷e̶x̸a̶c̸t̶l̵y̵?̴ ̴W̵h̷a̵t̴ ̷i̷s̴ ̸i̵t̷ ̶t̷h̷a̴t̷ ̸a̸ ̷h̸e̷l̴p̶l̶e̷s̵s̷ ̸l̸i̸t̶t̷l̶e̶ ̴b̵r̸o̵k̸e̷n̷ ̶p̷u̷p̷p̴e̴t̶ ̵l̶i̵k̷e̶ ̴y̸o̷u̴ ̶c̵a̷n̵ ̶d̴o̴?̷ ̵ "He said to him. Jackie could hear the slimy smirk playing over his lips as he spoke to the Doctor. Jackie wanted him to run, if he'd finally come out from whatever control the Glitch had put them all under, then he should be running!! He shouldn't be facing off with Anti!!

"I.. I vill stop you! I vill not let you hurt him!!" Schneepilstein said. Jackie could hear the tremors in his voice, It hadn't been that long ago they'd gotten him back from Anti. The poor Doctor could barely sleep for an hour before the night terrors took him over, he’d heard him crying out more then once as he’d passed the lab. Every time he went to check on him though he was waved off, told it was just the nightmares, he would be fine.

Jackie pulled in a breath of air, he felt his power surging up, he wouldn't let Henrik face off with Anti. He wouldn't add to the nightmares... he would.. NOT!!! He pushed himself up off the ground, his shoulder burning, and his body screaming for him to stop. He ignored it all, letting his power flow into him, supporting him and keeping him upright, it burned with how intense his desire was to protect them. His eyes glowed silver as the power coursed though his veins.

Anti glitched away from him as he scowled darkly. His black eyes bore into Jackie's silver ones and Henrik's dazzling blue. He smirked, he could take them both on, Jackie was barely up right and Henrik.. well he'd broken that doll once before, he could do it again.

"P̴u̵p̸p̴e̷t̸s̸ ̸s̸h̷o̶u̴l̶d̵ ̶k̷n̷o̶w̵ ̸t̸h̴e̴i̶r̴ ̸p̷l̸a̷c̶e̴!̷!̴" He snarled and glitched towards them, only to be blasted back by a ball of blue green fire. He cried out in pain as he felt the flames licking at his skin. He glitched backwards quickly his blade held tightly in his hand. Black eyes shot towards where the fire had come from.

"I won't let you touch them!!" Marvin's voice rang out, he sounded dazed but firm. Jackie turned slightly, his body protested the movement. Marvin was standing, looking ill, and a bit shaken, but the sickly green glow that had been in his eyes was gone, faded away. He moved forward standing beside Jackie his hands glowing ready to throw more magic. Though Jackie could see the strain, the way his hands trembled slightly. He'd used quite a bit already. Still Jackie was relieved, whatever had been controlling them was wearing off!! They were coming to their senses!!  Chases voice rang out next, though he was confused for a moment, but cursed and stood near Robbies silent form as he saw Jackie's battered form facing off against Anti with Marvin and Henrik at his sides. JJ stood near Chase and Robbie as well. Anti's black eyes drug over the entire group and he snarled a bit. He could take them, but... it would be a fight, even with how battered they were. Ugh, how frustrating!! Black eyes swung to Schneepilstein and bored into him for a moment making the doctor waver a bit, before he stared at Jackieboy.

I̶'̶l̴l̷ ̷b̷e̶ ̴b̶a̷c̶k̴,̴ ̵a̸n̸d̶ ̶I̴'̷l̴l̵ ̶f̸i̷n̸i̴s̷h̷ ̸y̶o̵u̸ ̸o̴f̶f̸ ̷n̴e̸x̷t̶ ̵t̶i̴m̸e̴.̴.̵.̸ ̵H̸e̸r̷o̵" He snarled and glitched away from them. It was a rather long pause, they couldn't be sure he was actually gone, the tension in the air was thick.  The only sound was the wind that was blowing around them before Jackie finally collapsed, his powers giving in and he fell to the ground. Every bit of him was on fire, he'd taken took much damage, and used too much power..

"Jackie!" Henrik cried out as he ran to his side. Jackie couldn't do anything more then grin as hew felt the warm hands quickly turning him over. Marvin's distressed voice asking what had happened and Henrick telling him to just get them to the clinic! The voices swirled as he heard Chase talking about Robbie being hurt also, but the dark swallowed him whole before he could hear anymore.

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A soft steady beeping was what brought him back around. The familiar tang of antiseptic  hit his nose, the cool air brushed over his cheeks and face. He could feel the soft bed under his back. He must be in Schneepelstein's clinic. His eyes barely fluttered open. He was exhausted. Every inch of him, and he wanted nothing more then to dive back into sleep. But he needed to ask how the others were first. If Robbie was recovering. HIs lips parted as he spotted Henrik walking with a clipboard in hand, unaware that Jackie was awake yet.

All sound stopped as a familiar figure suddenly appeared infront of Henrik and grabbed him by the throat. The clipboard clattered to the ground as he was lifted off his feet, his hands clawing desperately at Anti's as he held him slighty off the ground

"W̷h̷y̸ ̴d̵i̷d̷ ̷t̷h̵e̴y̶ ̸w̵a̷k̶e̶ ̷u̶p̷?̴!̴?̵" He snarled out, his form glitching and the sound of static heavy in the air. Jamie tried to move to save Henrik but the question made him pause. What di....

"Z.. z syrum... is not strong enough yet!" Henrik wheezed out around the hand holding him up. He could barely breath as Anti held him. He was lowered and then spun and tossed smacking into a wall with a heavy THUD. The Doctor crumpled even as Anti glitched over and grabbed him by the front of his coats.

"T̸h̴e̷ ̷o̷n̴l̵y̵ ̶r̶e̸a̸s̵o̸n̸ ̷I̵ ̷l̷e̵t̶ ̸y̴o̴u̵ ̶G̸O̷ ̴l̸i̴t̷t̸l̵e̴ ̷p̴u̷p̷p̶e̸t̴ ̵i̸s̸ ̵b̷e̴c̶a̵u̵s̷e̵ ̸y̴o̸u̷ ̸s̶a̵i̷d̵ ̸y̷o̴u̷ ̵n̶e̵e̶d̶e̴d̸ ̸f̸r̷e̷s̵h̷e̵r̵ ̷s̵a̴m̸p̷l̸e̸s̴ ̸t̴o̸ ̶m̸a̴k̸e̴ ̶s̶u̸r̶e̷ ̷I̷ ̶c̸o̷u̴l̵d̴ ̵c̴o̶n̵t̵r̴o̷l̶ ̵t̵h̸e̸m̴ ̵c̵o̴m̸p̵l̴e̸t̷e̶l̷y̶!̷ ̸S̴o̸ ̷W̸H̷Y̸ ̴A̵R̴E̷ ̸T̸H̴E̴Y̸ ̵N̶O̶T̵ ̵U̷N̴D̴E̵R̴ ̸M̵Y̷ ̶C̵O̸N̶T̶R̶O̶L̴!̶!̵" Anti snarled, his form glitching more as he held the doctor tight against the wall. He was trembling under the onslaught

"Zey.. Zey are not MEANT to be bad Anti.. Zey.. if I am not careful zey will simply die instead of being your puppets!" he wheezed out. Anti glitched away from him and over to Jamie, who had decided to pretend to remain unconscious. The sharp blossom of betrayal had welled up in his chest, smothering him and stealing the breath from his body. Henrik was working with Anti? It was a bit of a struggle to remain still and not sob. But he forced himself.. his heart monitor was a bit faster and slightly unsteady, but nothing more then it would be if he was simply dreaming. He had his eyes closed now as Anti had come over and he remained still.

"Vat are you doing! Get away from him! " Henrik protested as Anti leaned over Jamie and pulled out a blade. He brought the metal over and slid it gently against Jamie's throat watching carefully. He was sure that Jamie was awake.. he'd felt eyes on him. He stared as the other made no movements at all, the heart monitor didn't flinch.  Perhaps he'd been wrong?

"I̷ ̷s̷h̶o̶u̸l̷d̵ ̵k̴i̶l̸l̴ ̶y̴o̸u̸ ̷r̶i̴g̶h̷t̸ ̸n̷o̷w̸.̷ ̷B̶u̵t̶ ̴t̸h̴a̷t̷'̶s̵ ̵n̵o̸ ̷f̸u̵n̶.̵ ̸I̸t̵'̴l̷l̷ ̴b̶e̷ ̴f̴a̶r̵ ̸m̶o̸r̴e̴ ̴a̸m̶u̵s̶i̸n̸g̵ ̷t̴o̴ ̴l̶e̸t̶ ̴t̴h̸e̶ ̸o̶t̸h̸e̷r̸s̶ ̶d̶o̸ ̷i̴t̸.̶ ̸ ̵' he hissed to the still figure. He leaned back and looked at Henrik, black eyes staring at him as he stalked forward and snatched him up one last time.

I̴'̸m̸ ̶n̶o̷t̶ ̷g̶i̷v̴i̴n̴g̶ ̷y̴o̸u̸ ̴m̵u̸c̷h̴ ̴m̵o̵r̵e̴ ̶t̵i̴m̶e̴ ̶p̷u̸p̸p̷e̴t̵.̵ ̴I̴ ̸d̴o̷n̸'̴t̸ ̷m̸i̷n̵d̷ ̸t̴a̶k̷i̸n̸g̴ ̴t̶h̸e̵m̸ ̸o̶u̸t̵ ̴o̵n̵e̸ ̶b̸y̵ ̴o̵n̸e̸ ̷i̵n̸s̴t̴e̶a̷d̴.̴ ̷S̵o̶ ̷I̸ ̴s̷u̷g̷g̴e̴s̴t̷ ̷y̵o̴u̸ ̶h̴u̷r̸r̸y̵ ̴u̶p̷.̴" He hissed, then glitched out of the room. There was silence once more, only the sound of Robbie and Jamie's breathing and the machines were heard. Till there was a hitched breath, and Jamie could hear Henrik collapse to the floor. Sob wracked the Doctor's body as he shook. Jamie's eyes cracked open and he looked at the sobbing Doctor

"I do not vant to do this. " he sobbed wrapping his arms around himself as he rocked on the floor. His head was lowered as he tried to gather himself back up so he could look after his patients.  

"i do not.. vat do I do Jack... vat do i do.. " he hiccuped, rocking a bit more. After so many months held by Anti, he'd finally come to an agreement with him, one of pure desperation. The need to be free outweighed his logic, and the months of torture had done so much damage to him. He'd make a serum that would allow Anti to control the others. They would truly be his puppets.. in return he would get to go home to do his experiments. He claimed he'd needed fresh samples to experiment with, to ensure he didn't simply kill them instead of suppressing them. He'd tried to stall for so long, but Anti had been getting more and more impatient, threatening to simply kill them and him. Or worse... take someone else back in his place.  He'd finally developed one that he knew was weak, but it had still lasted longer then he'd expected, it had been torture watching as everyone attacked Jackie. The only one besides Robbie who seemed to be completely immune to it.

"Jakie.. I am so sorry.. ' he whispered, looking at the pale broken man on the bed. Not realizing he was awake and watching him. He finally hiccuped again starting to regain his composure. He was a doctor, he'd find.. some way out of this. He'd protect the others... Slowly Henrik stood up and wiped at his face. This was no time to be breaking down. He needed to find some way to save them... ALL of them!!

Jakie closed his eyes once more, guilt and anger and betrayal and frustration swirled around inside of himself. What was he going to do with this information... and how should he handle this? He let his body relax a bit more as Henrik moved around muttering to himself in German and English cleaning up the bit of mess and checking on IV bags.

What should.. could... he do?His mind was a spinning mess as he tried to sort everything out.

[teacherintransition]

The Facebook Dilemma

... not just for the transitioning teacher, but for all of us...

...like most well intentioned possibilities on the internet, it can take a wrong turn.

In 2009, I was 43 and was intrigued by this new “product...service” you could find online called Facebook. There was a lot of buzz about it among friends I knew and my interest was piqued. For a Gen X’er, I had stayed more than just current on computer and internet advancements as I had written a curriculum and taught a course on “How to do Academic Research using the Internet.” A couple of college campuses had approached our school with a dilemma: many high graduates weren’t able to transfer what they knew about hard copy, old school, going through the stacks research to using online resources. I’d taught the class since 2003 and had already been exposed to the burgeoning world of “social media” from my students. Six Degrees, Are You (Hot of Not), Friendster, Xanga, MySpace and several others and all to a 40 something... they seemed too cheesy, too much for the teens and not comfortable for my generation. Then in 2009, I came across this new site called Facebook, silly me... it had loaded its platform and had been online since 2004. It seemed a bit more toned down than the others and I’d discovered that some of my high school classmates were already using it. “What the hell,” let’s give it a shot and I set up my Facebook account ... it seemed harmless.

At first, FB was a blast, I reconnected with friends I hadn’t seen in years, the groups on music and Art were addictive, there were fun games to play... it was an honest online, social media blast and it was user friendly, checking it became part of the daily routine. Like the ancient adage goes, “nothing good can last forever.” Soon, politics, biased news, divisive debate, spying, cheeky algorithms turned what had been a fun pastime into another area for the uniquely American “culture wars.” The same reconnected friendships became casualties on the battlefield, “gotcha” videos were everywhere, Fact-checking was a needed weapon... and it just wasn’t fun. Wishing Happy Birthday or sending sympathy for losses became a cold, mechanical process void of genuine feeling. A friend of ours had said while we were all having dinner that our generation was going to be the experiment subject for this. Generation X was the last one that grew up without wide spread computer usage or without the internet, but had adapted to it much, much better than Boomers. Millennials got exposed to internet and cell phones at the beginning of their teen years and the new guys, “Gen Z” are born with an IP address and a cellular plan. To all too many people I know, social media is more designed to develop angina than friendships.

Social media and a retiring “teacher in transition,” how does it fit during the daily routine of retirement? Well, like most things it’s as varied as the individual in question. My friend who astutely remarked that we were the experiment subjects of this trend had no doubt arrived at a conclusion for those of us who grew up tech free but quickly adopted for work and leisure... I know I have. Using Occam’s Razor in scientific evaluation, I’ve come to the conclusion that life, in general, was better without the pervasive use of technology in our lives. Life lacks a genuine quality and sense of independence during this age of internet everything. I’d rather call a person and wish them happy birthday that use an app; I’d rather spend my time just thinking to myself than have my thinking provided to me via algorithms, I’d rather be more self reliant than have to rely on Siri or Alexa telling when to turn left. C’est la vie... it is what it is, but I am able to put all of this to work for me in specialized ways since I’ve retired. Being able to easily share and post my writing allows me access to an audience that wouldn’t have existed before. These media platforms also grant me a web venue to share and market my Art to a vast online audience which would have been impossible to achieve in previous eras. The internet age also provides a magnificent way to satisfy my travel urges between trips, by being able to virtually visits cities and countries I long to visit and revisit in the interim. We human beings tend to jump into trends whole hog and then after the fact revisit the wise advice of “everything in moderation.” True, true, truer words were ne’er spoken. All this being said, O’ wise teacher in transition, how doth we interact with yon social media upon retirement?

As stated early in this column, this would be the ramblings of a mid fifty retiree finding his way through the challenges of adapting to a new way of living. Some of my “pearls of wisdom” some might find helpful; others, not so much. These observations are mine and not mandatory. I do hope some might find these helpful. Sigh... in regards to Facebook or internet usage in general for the newly retired, I’d suggest limiting it to the smallest degree possible. I envision legions of readers hearing my declaration standing up and crying, “huzzah, huzzah, huzzah” followed by cellphones and iPads being cast in to raging flames followed by the chanting of my name! Ahh, the blessings of a vivid imagination. I suggest this for several reasons, mind you I didn’t suggest total withdrawal, but a moderate to strong decrease in usage. One of the criticisms of Gen Z is their sedentary lifestyle while focusing on texting, gaming, trolling etc etc .... in other words, these young people spend so much time on line they are getting overweight instead of getting out and active IRL ( hipster, techie acronym for In Real Life). If it not a good idea for kids from the ages of 10-25 to sit on their asses all day, it certainly isn’t a good idea for those of us experiencing a mature quality of life (you like that huh? sounds a whole lot better than saying “getting old”). While being online... time can get lost ... and a day waisted and a waistline enlarged. Might I suggest limiting yourself to a few specific times where you check your email, peruse social media, play games ... what have you. I’ve remarked often that a structured day during retirement is a great way to chase your dreams and goals. That doesn’t usually happen sitting on a padded desk chair all day staring at a screen.

I strongly advise that you carefully research the most reliable news organizations based on accuracy and lack of bias and review them periodically during the day. The 24 hour news cycle, breaking reports, obscene bias in news reporting has become a scourge to all areas of society for the last twenty years. It has divided our nation to an unhealthy point amongst all demographics in our country. Inappropriate visuals, doctored photos, deep fake videos and out right deception can really shake up a peaceful mindset. I’m not suggesting abandoning online news at all, but be more discriminating of the sources that don’t sensationalize stories. You’re at a point in life to relax and enjoy peace of mind... make sure you do. Fill your time with what’s in front of you IRL .... not on a screen. Whether we are fifteen to 50 to 80, our time in this world is limited, don’t obsess over things you can’t control; “joie de vie” “la dolce vita” not doom and gloom.

In my mind, try to limit your online time to interests and hobbies that are personally yours. Give your time online a purpose: are you learning the guitar?...then pick some sites that develop that interest. While on Facebook limit your group memberships to interests that enrich you as a person with diverse pursuits. Goof off time is essential to having a peaceful retirement.... but to maintain an active lifestyle, make certain that most of your time has a purpose. No ... not like “working” but determined by the passions of your heart. While there are many ill advised sites on the internet, it was originally intended to enrich us and extend our knowledge. Do it!

“If there is nothing good about Facebook or social media, why do you still use it ...huh?” I’m not implying that it is totally without merit. AsI hoped I tried to state, moderation, the most un American of words is essential to anything we do. I’ll draw this examination to a close by sharing what I think is the most valuable aspect that I derive from Facebook: photographs and the memories option. The daily memories page offered is something I look forward to every morning. It’s is a personal journey through what was on my mind and of interest to me over the years. It takes me back to a moment in time to what I was thinking, feeling and gives me a chance to see how my life has changed over the years. You are afforded the opportunity to see if you’ve grown as a person and what events had enough of an impact for you to post it. It can make joys and sorrows live again momentarily and appreciate the life you have lived. Just remember... living online is not really living. Use these amazing advancements to enhance your life .... not be the direction of it. Just some random thoughts from a teacher in transition.

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Facebook Photo; https://www.businessnewsdaily.com/7761-facebook-business-guide.html; 2021

[tenseoyong]

A-Z NSFW: Vernon

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A = Aftercare 
 Being one of the youngest, he’s more used to being taken care of than doing the caring so Vernon’s aftercare is kind of rusty and sloppy. He tries his best, but thankfully not a lot of post sex care is needed. Either dragging you to the shower or running to get a rag to wipe you both down. After getting clean it’s just cuddles and kisses before sneaking off to find food.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 
 He’s pretty clumsy irl but in the bedroom, Vernon’s a master with his hands. He knows he can play you like a fiddle with his fingers and he loves it and uses his skills well. He loves handing control over and letting you do your own thing, more often than not that just means handing the reigns over and you riding him just to he can fulfill his obsession with your hips. He can relax and grasp your hips and watch you work yourself on his cock and feel you rolling your hips under his hands. Watching you move is hypnotic to Vernon and he just loves it. 

C = Cum 
 I bounce back and forth between thinking Vernon would be the most gentlemanly (aside from Joshua) during sex and when he finishes; not making a mess or he’s the shithead young guy that makes a goddamn mess and probably draws his name on your stomach with his jizz for the fuck of it. Ngl at this point, I’m leaning towards the latter scenario.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 
 I swear he’ll hide this in his sock or smth so no one every finds it but this dummy is legit gonna make a fcking list of sex stuff he wants to bring up to try. He’s a weirdo but super eager to play and knowing him he’ll probably forget everything he’s every wanted when sex is brought up so he’s just gonna bust out this goddamn list while you’re sitting there rethinking your entire relationship with him.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) Being one of the babies and saying he’s never been on a date or anything, I really don’t see any way he’s got any experience at all. But..being younger just means he’s hella excited and wants to do anything and everything he can think of, so you’ll have an eager horndog on your hands. 


F = Favorite position
 He really wants to try anything and everything, so he’s not particularly picky with positions, but he bounces between either having the easy control on both of you on your knees and an arm around you, holding your back to him while he thrusts or just handing over the reigns and letting you ride him into next week. Those would have to be his favorites. 

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
 Chwe Hansol? The living meme? Serious during sex? Yeah okay sure. While he is kind of focused on his task at hand aka you, he’s very lighthearted and playful during sex, it’s not uncommon for him to just poke you to make you laugh or slightly tickle you for the fuck of it. It’s a playful time with Vernon, there’s no standards for seriousness or what to do, it’s just a fun time.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they) I don’t think he’s insanely hairy in general, so the forest that needs tamed isn’t a damn jungle, more like a park’s woods. He doesn’t do much to it, maybe once in a while he’ll manscape but he’s not really concerned with it. 


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
 While he is a bit all over the place with sex, testing the waters with his new experience and stuff, he is a sweetheart and will try to make it as romantic as he can manage. Vernon’s big on eye contact and sweet talking you during sex and pillow talk is very common. He tries his best but does think he’s lacking so he makes up for it in your non-sexual relationship. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)
 Vernon’s a stealthy one, he’s got it down to a science, when the older members are gone, how long he can take in the shower before everyone knows he’s in there jerking it, he’s like a goddamn spy at this point. Daily sessions with himself are pretty common, his hormones are still flying, he’s got a lot of personal issues to take care of.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) He’s sightly possessive over you, being probably his first real relationship and sexual one at that, so marking is a huge thing for him. He’s the little shit that litters hickies across your chest so they just barely peak out if you wear too low of a top one day, and he gets that boyish pride of his marks being shown and knowing you’re his. 


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
 He’s not game on being caught, or you being seen if you’re doing something naughty in a place you shouldn’t be. So with that, Vernon won’t leave the bedroom under any circumstances, you couldn’t pay him to. The bed and bedroom is the only acceptable place. 

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
 Being younger with hormones, it’s not hard to turn him on. Sit on his lap or touch his thigh or nibble his neck,. Really anything slightly sexual will instantly make things a bit harder for Vernon. Use that evil knowledge to your advantage. 

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
 Starting out, it’s easy to bruise his ego. Vernon wants to feel like the man that can give you the world, he doesn’t want to let anyone else do that, anything that involves another person is out. He’s not sharing and letting someone else please you like he’s not capable of it. He’s almost jealous of toys in the same way, he’s got a tongue and fingers, so what’s the need for toys? 

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) Ah our little rapper. Lord know they’re good with their mouths. Again, Vernon’s very eager to please and add that with being an exceptionally good rapper, you’ve got the perfect recipe for some bomb oral. He’s not going to object from a bj offer either, but he’d much rather skip it all and get straight so sex but he let’s you have your fun.


P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
 Vernon’s pace alternates from either completely erratic; fast and hard and with the only purpose to get you both off as many times as he can manage or it’s so slow it should just be considered teasing rather than sex. It depends on the mood, if it’s before he goes to schedule, he’s a hyper horndog, if it’s after, he’s a tired and affectionate lover. 

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) Vernon’s really fond of quickies, they’re kind of his strong suit, he can get the same amount of pleasure and satisfaction from regular sex as he does for the both of you in quickies. They’re very frequent, almost 50% or more of the time, sex is quickies and he’s okay with it, he really likes it.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
 While Vernon does want to play a lot, he’s really cautious about when and where. He’s game to play around with anything like positions and bedroom games, etc, but he won’t do anything if you leave the bedroom. Last thing he wants is getting caught with his pants down.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) Vernon is fairly quick, he can bust out round after round until he physically can’t get it up again but that means he doesn’t last very long during each round. One round when he actually puts it in last maybe 10 minutes at most, but he regenerates really fast and is ready to go again before you can blink.


T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) Being semi new to the scene, Vernon hasn’t quite delved into toys or things like that for sex. For a long time, it’ll just be the two of you alone with each other but after a while I can see him introducing some things like bullet vibrator or handcuffs just to play around occasionally.


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He’s kind of a little shit in the bedroom, especially when he figures out what works well i.e. his hands or tongue, so Vernon does like to tease here and there. He’s a big fan of using his fingers on you and stopping every time he can tell you’re close to falling over the edge.


V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) Vernon let’s himself be heard, he hasn’t quite figured out volume control yet so anyone near the bedroom will hear him grunting with each thrust and moaning for you. Only way to counter that is to kiss the dummy but even that, you’ll still hear his muffled moans.


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) Being younger, Vernon is insanely eager in the bedroom, it’s all new and exciting and he wants to do it all, he’s weirdly become the king of quickies. He gets so ahead of himself that he almost never can stretch sex out longer unless you tell his dumb ass to slow tf down. But maybe you should count that as a blessing, that he’s figured out how to make quickies just as satisfying as regular sex when he’s got a schedule.


X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Vernon’s more of a stretch, he’s on the thinner side of things, no insane girth or anything but he’s longer than average pushing more to the lines of 5.5-5.8″


Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
 At 19, I’m sure his hormones are still jumping like fleas or smth so he’s ready and willing to jump your bones any chance he gets. Just sitting on his lap? Oops, there’s a boner. There’s no off switch to him until his hormones settle so uh...good luck with this one.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Vernon tires out pretty quickly after sex, he’s not used to exerting that kind of energy and presumably sex happens at a time/place he can just crash and take a nap. He doesn’t fall asleep fast though, but he does become a slug afterwards and finally goes to sleep prob 20-30 mins afterwards, after he’s just been laying there cuddling you.

[reflectiondetonation]

oh hey a tag game

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

Tagged by @chariotdunord

A- Age: 23

B- Birthplace: USA (Chicago)

C- Current time: 3:13 PM

D- Drink you last had: water

E- Easiest person to talk to: Suki online, my dad irl

F- Favorite song: “Love Bites (So Do I)” by Halestorm (my opinion might change from time to time though)

G- Grossest memory: a tie between cleaning up puke at Target or cleaning a very bad poop off the floor and walls at Target

H- Horror yes or horror no: yeah~! sometimes i don’t mesh too well with horror but i’ve been trying to get into it!!! i do get a little squeemish at times

I- In love: with @uravityochaco, yes

J- Jealous of people: ... at times, yeah. i try not to dwell on it

L- Love at first sight or should I walk by again: it happens, but rarely

M- Middle name: Eduardo (do not intend to keep when i transition)

N- Number of siblings: two

O- One wish: to have a safe and happy transition when the day comes

P- Person you called last: my mom

Q- Question you are always asked: none really comes to mind, but “are you really trans?” comes up now and then more than most, usually on websites off tumblr

R- Reason to smile: my love, my friends, and the knowledge that one day i can physically be the woman i can dream of

S- Song you last sang: “In The Land Of Twilight, Under The Moon)

T- Time you woke up: 9:30 AM (mean to be up at 9)

U- Umbrella color: ??? blue i guess?

V- Vacation destination: visiting my friends, but i suppose you want a real answer LMAO. i guess Britain? i’ve always wanted to see England

W- Worst habit: i bite down on my shirts a lot when stressed and while i’ve tried to control it sometimes i become? very irrational when stressed or angry and it’s lead to me making decisions i regret immensely

X- X-rays: unless you count the dentist, nope

Y- Your favorite food: steak, fish (seafood in general), guacamole, chicken sandwiches

Z- Zodiac sign: pisces

tagging (absolutely no pressure to do this!!! i was just bored LOL): @uravityochaco @trans-blue-angel  @hanachii @yuetchi @harvestignis @notspoondere @ghostheather @yandere-sayori

[vvardenfellcat]

SHIPPING INFO // Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST. Don’t reblog.

Stolen from uh...lots of people at this point. Took me a while to get to it. @aglitchinemotion finally got my booty in gear tho.

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE(S)?

I have a few... Though it’s more of ‘hey these two/three/etc would be cute and actually get along and heeeeyyyy that might actually work in canon! I wonder...

Nothing’s canon yet for TES!J’hasi, though Aldaril and Morwaen have a one-sided thing going on atm. Mori, pls...show the poor mer some mercy...

Modern!TES AU J’hasi, Maarzi, and Jeer-Rah are a thing, Al and Morwaen are a thing, Icarus and mead is a thing... All the ships. Welcome to my self-indulgent paradise.

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?

Depends on how well I know you. Unless you’re Paige I doubt it would go further than fade to black after smooches and whatnot. I’ve started writing the Porns™ to try and see if I like doing it/find it worthwhile, and while I enjoy the emotionally-connected ones, the stand of the night type ones aren’t fun to me. Still have to issue copies to Quality Control to determine their Hot Stuff merit.

TL;DR full blown prons are doubtful unless I’m really close friends with the mun first, else varies between No and fade-to-black depending on how well I know the mun.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?

Under 18 is a Hell No, TES is uh...weird with people living hundreds of years and yet some only 80ish or w/e so I guess it depends on how old they seem? Mer, man. Can’t get a good bead on em agewise. I suppose if there’s like a huge gap like Mr. 800 years old shacking up with someone around 400 that would be weird to me. A hundred years gap wouldn’t be too bad assuming the younger is like...30s? 40s? At least. Mid 20s would be the lowest I’d go with something like that, and even then that’s pushing it. Two hundred gap would be ehh...and anything beyond that is sort of a ‘how is each individual case like’?

Modern AU (aka not TES Modern AU) I guess like 10 ish gap is the most? Not much higher than that because then you get weird things of like ‘oh I was a teenager when you were born’ stuff and that rubs me the wrong way.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?

I mean I’m a bit selective with rping, like...I can’t up and ship with someone if I don’t know them. And yes, that has happened in the past and it made me not want to ship ever again because someone didn’t know/didn’t care that it’s not cool to write my character for me. And horribly OOC too. Yuck.

Honestly we’d have to be mutuals for a while before I’d be okay with shipping. Especially if it was J’hasi because LET ME TELL YOU THAT BOY FEEL TOO GOTDAMN MUCH FOR HIM GOTDAMN HEART. And yeah they have to have chemistry. And while most of my characters are more easygoing with the romance and boinking stuff, J’hasi is one of those that’s hard to get to that point because Trust Issues and whatnot. Anyone’s welcome to try, just know that we’d have to know each other and the muses in question would have to have some chemistry before anything progresses beyond verbal sparring.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NS.FW?

Once someone goes beyond the belt, that’s the point that I’d say yeah that’s nsfwy-stuffs. Smooches and whatnot are safes, making out, etc, but once someone starts digging around in the other’s pants then yeah that’s a decent marker. I’d likely readmore it once it got beyond smooches for sake of people who don’t want to read two muses fooling around with each other but it wouldn’t get the NSFW tag until aforementioned marker.

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?

I thought I was asked this before x_x UHHHHMMM usually it’s more of ‘who’s possible’, since I don’t set anything in stone until the characters meet in RP. I may misread a character and then the ship would be weird once I learn my mistake, so I tend to ask lots of questions of the person in question like ‘if x met y and they did z, how would they react?’ I do this with situations outside of shipping too because I LIKE LEARNING ABOUT CHARACTERS MANG.

Private ships are private ships, usually self-indulgent whatever to help me practice writing interpersonal communication and possibly sexytiems so I can learn what sounds natural because it’s a new type of writing for me, same as when I was first learning how to write actiony stuffs and MAJOR DOOM plots and whatever. The pronoun game kills me because 90% of it is gay. Maarzi and her gf Riheh is one of my fave ships because MAARZI IS SUCH A FUCKING TEASE AND THEN RIHEH CATCHES HER OFF-GUARD CONSTANTLY AND I LOVE THEM.

...I just realized I haven’t done any straight NSFW yet aside from that thread with Moj and Sham. I should...probably remedy that. Oops.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?

I’m fine with your character feeling as they will, it’s your character, that’s how they do. It’s when you try to push it onto my character without asking for permission that I get irritated. Like by all means, a character can make passes at mine, flirt, w/e, that’s totally fine. It’s when someone thinks that because my muse reacts a certain way back that they think it’s canon then, which. No. You ask me.

Sometimes my characters flirt back because that’s just how they are. They might be trying to use your muse’s apparent interest to suit their needs. Muses may not explain their reasoning for acting x way, so it’s better to ask me to see if it’s genuine ‘ay let’s ship’ vs ‘my character is using yours to get out of a situation or for their own selfish gain’. Plus, if I don’t know you, a ship isn’t going to happen. I need to know the mun before I make any commitments.

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?

I’m with Dust!mod on this one, when it makes sense. I’m not romantically inclined irl, so it’s not like I Need it, it’s just something fun and new to play with, like when you get a new toy. You have lots of other toys, and that’s yet another you have at your disposal. Say that you think that the situation would be more exciting if Mr. Dinosaur came in and interrupted the tea party with some dire news from the front, or maybe he wants to confess that he loves Mr. Sheep and doesn’t want Mr. Sheep to elope with Tonka Truck, or that Tonka Truck was actually using Mr. Sheep for his billions in assets to make war on the Hot Wheels regime. It could be integral to the plot, or just give another facet to it, adding some extra drama to the Shit Going Down. The world is your oyster, friend.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?

Nnnnnnah. I tried AU stuff with other fandoms, didn’t like, and I don’t need multiple verses of the same TES verse to handle. Not to mention like...why would you multiship when you can have polyamory? Way easier imo. Imagine the cuddlepiles. The only exception I have for this is Modern!TES but that’s more of ‘this is my self-indulgent paradise, I’ll make everyone hold hands if I want to’, and that’s...kinda my personal verse since I haven’t really talked about it much and I don’t think other people would be into it lmao

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?

If it’s friends, lovers, rivals, sworn enemies, whatever relationship a muse has with another, it’s all good in my book. It’s great to have character-developing interactions no matter how it’s brought about, if your friend is concerned about x habit you have, or if you got the hots for some new friend on the block, or if you can’t fucking stand your new co-worker/peer, or someone decided that You Need To Die For X Reason And You Just Won’t Go Quietly.

I don’t hold any over the others in terms of importance, like sometimes I’m more in the mood for rival battles, sometimes I just want nerds to cuddle and read together. It just depends on what mood I’m in for at the moment.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?

Uhhhhhh I can’t think of any atm. I get a stupid grin on my face when me and @brothersofthedominion come up with ideas for our plots involving a giant golden boy and a srs golden girl, but my current favorite ship that I think about a lot is stuck in self-indulgent paradise world.

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?

I gotta know who tf you are first. Ask interactions are good for this, because then it unlocks the possibility of rps, which then once I have a good idea of who you are, then there’s a chance of shipping. Else it’s gonna end up being your muse tryna flirt with mine with little chance of getting anywhere other than flirting back or in J’hasi’s case, likely a big fat |:/

[7fics]

Jackbum: Jackson goes to the woods to bury a body but Jaebum is already there burying a body.

Warnings: Character Death, Murder, Other stuff that comes with burying dead bodies in woodsdisclaimer: I do not promote murder, I do not hate any of the characters that die in this fic, it was just for the sake of this fic

Word Count: Just under 2k

Author: Chewt, the writer formerly known as Chewy (I changed my name because author Jenni called me Chewt on accident)

an: this is, honestly, crack with a dash of murder. characters may come off as slightly ooc because i’m making them into murderers and they are not (i don’t think) murderers irl.

Reccomended music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HORkT4a2MhQ

“Duuuuuuude. You’re like a marshmallow. ROASTED!” Jackson pats himself on the back for a very good comeback.

“You didn’t roast me,” Mark reminds him.

“Oh, that’s awkward. I could have sworn we just had a conversation,” Jackson pouts.

“No, I haven’t talked since our first hit a while back, buddy. We’re high, not chatty,” Mark corrects, surprisingly sincere given the subject matter at hand.

“Well fuck you, I’m higher than you!”

“No, I am!”

“Prove it!”

“I can jump off this fucking cliff!”

“Why are we getting high on the side of a fucking cliff?”

“I don’t know but I’m gonna jump!”

“Yeahhhhhhhhhh! Do it! OH MY GOD YOU ACTUALLY— Wait… Mark?” Jackson calls out into the deep recesses of the void.

There’s no response but the echoes of a loud, resounding crunch. Jackson isn’t sure whether to cry in fear of what might have happened to Mark, or celebrate because he actually remembers the word “onomatopoeia” from 8th grade. He decides to do both as he scrambles down the cliff.

Really, it isn’t very high of a fall, and Jackson is sure Mark will be fine. What Jackson hadn’t bet on is Mark’s thin skull taking on the brunt of his thick-headedness. Yes. Mark didn’t jump off the cliff. He dived, like a swan, but without the grace and water to greet him at the bottom.

“What is the point of a brick head if it crumbles on impact?” Jackson laments.

Jackson really isn’t sure what the given procedure is in this scenario, but one thought does resonate. Is he an accomplice to Mark’s murder if Mark murdered himself and technically Jackson egged him on? And, if police come to investigate, surely they’ll arrest him for possession of marijuana. The situation is only looking worse.

Jackson digs around in his pocket for his phone and also inspiration. The fates must surely be looking out for him, because inspiration greets him in the form of tiny beige speckles.

“Mark always wanted to be buried as one of those tree things. I’ll do just that,” Jackson narrates, as now Mark isn’t around to tell him that his life isn’t a movie.

Jackson shakes the seeds back into his pocket, never mind that they’re tomato seeds and not acorns for oak trees. Mark looked best as a redhead anyway. Then, he gets to work tugging, dragging, and lugging. (He rhymes so well because he listens to Jay Z all the time.)

Jackson doesn’t get too far into the woods before he’s panting heavily. “I’m a fencer! We’re based on speed, not stamina!” he cries into the darkness of the forest. “X marks the spot— oh that was totally a pun, get it?” he mutters to himself, slowly spiraling into what must be shock, or maybe he’s still just high. Regardless, there is a task at hand, and Jackson is determined to finish before sunlight. It would be really awkward if somebody caught him digging a grave for a dead body in the middle of the woods.

—

And that’s why Jackson stumbles across another person not even a minute later. Ridiculous, really. Why must the fates play him in this way, always?

“This isn’t what it looks like! I promise!” He lets Mark thud back down on the ground so he can hold up his hands in the air for good measure.

“It looks like you killed someone, and now you’re trying to cover up the mess,” the other man deadpans. “Even if that isn’t it, you’re still lugging a dead body through the woods and I’d like to see you explain your way out of that one.” The man flicks his hair out of his eyes and at that moment streaks a splash of red across his forehead. Even with Jackson’s nearsightedness, he can make out the bright, foreboding color contrasting against the man’s pale skin in the moonlight.

Jackson contemplates the probability of vampires for a second before his eyes catch sight of the lump by the stranger’s feet. For a moment, Jackson thinks its a leopard, but then realizes that a) leopards don’t live here (he thinks) and b) it’s actually a faux cheetah fur coat that looks pretty shredded (in the literal sense; he can distinguish no muscle mass appearing from beneath the fur. The creepy stranger, on the other hand, is rocking the no-sleeves.)

“Wha-what about you?” Jackson stutters out. He tries to keep his cool in front of a fellow possible kind of murderer, but it’s hard being a newbie to the game of burying a body sketchily in the woods. “Is that a body?” (The question is obviously directed at the cheetah fur pile, because murderer or no, that is definitely a bod and a hot one at that. Now is not the time to think such things though, so Jackson gives himself a small slap on the face for good measure.)

“Yes.”

Taken aback by the blunt answer, Jackson coherently responds, “Oh. What? Illegal!”

“And you aren’t?”

“I’m not an illegal alien that’s what I’m not. No way.” (Nobody has to know that once Jackson went to America for a tournament with a visitation visa instead of a work visa.)

“Ok, but are you or are you not dragging a dead body through the woods and trying to bury secretly without the knowledge of the police?” the man presses.

“Well, if you put it that way… I didn’t kill him though! And still, so are you!”

“Fine, truce, we’re both dragging bodies through the woods and if the police find out, we’re going to get in trouble. What did you even do anyway?”

“Why would I tell you that? You’re a complete stranger! And you could be an ax murderer for all I know! In fact, all evidence points to the fact that you most definitely are at least a murderer, if not an ax murderer!” Jackson is in hysterics as this point. He’s still not really sure what even is going on anymore, just that he needs to move on from this place and bury Mark in some tomato seeds, or something. (But he really can’t help it if the stranger’s arms look positively ravishing.)

“You’re kind of annoying for a fellow murderer, you know? I don’t think I’ll invite you to the Murder In Trees Club after all. It’s MInT for short, you know. I’m Jaebum, by the way.”

This is the hook line sinker that reels Jackson in. “Oh. There’s a CLUB? Why didn’t you say so before, of course I’d love to join! I love making new friends! There is a contract though that says you won’t kill club members, right? Oh, do you have a secret code name? Jaebum? Jaebae? JayJay? JayBee? JB? JB! I’m Jackson, but call me JFlawless.”

Jaebum, or JB now, in Jackson’s mind, looks a little taken aback, but decides to roll with it for now. Because that’s what seasoned murderers are trained to do. “So. What happened to that body?”

Jackson’s face flickers into a thousand expressions before settling on fake smirking. (Jackson isn’t a seasoned murderer but he was a public figure for some time, so not he knows how to deal with these things.) He also realizes that now is not the time to tell the truth if he wants to join the club MInT. (The acronym is cute enough that he forgives the crime required to initiate.)

“Oh, you know,” Jackson begins, casually attempting to lean against a tree (although, being Jackson, of course he misjudged and fell over into the tree), “I was out with this kid, Mark, and we were smoking pot but he was totally hogging so I pushed him off the cliff.”

Jaebum smiles, showing all of his teeth. “Lovely.”

“Thank you, and you?”

“Ah well, really it was an accident. I didn’t mean to kill this one,” Jaebum does the tree lean, and it works perfectly for him and his long limbs. “I work in retail, you see. It’s a kind of hipster clothing brand so most of our customers are already really annoying kids. But this kid, man, his name is Bambam, always comes in with his boyfriend, this other tall ass kid, Yug-something or other.

“Well, they come in all the time. And they’re annoying as hell. Well, Bambam’s just plain annoying, Yugyeom is fine but he always asks for sizes that we don’t have. Usually, Bambam comes in five minutes right before closing time, which, ugh. Blazes through, fucks up all the nicely folded clothes, only buys one or two of the cheapest items and tries to stack as many fucking coupons on the counter as he can fit in his tiny, pre-pubescent hands.

“I can handle rude customers, up to some point. But then one night, he comes in and asks me to put on ‘the mannequin challenge song’ as if I’m some DJ, which I’m not. But he’s the customer, and there’s the boss’s motto, make the customer happy, so I do it. Takes some effort, but it works. I keep on my fake smile, keep my anger in check. Fine. But then he starts dragging the mannequins to and fro, stacking them up so he can ‘to the mannequin challenge but legit’ and then he tries to leave. And that’s when I snapped. I was not having it. Simply not at all.”

“And then what happened?” Jackson ventures. He’s a little fascinated and awed by the fury of JB’s rant. He’s pretty sure he heard a few actual real live growls, and JB’s chin seems to have elongated over the course of the rant as well.

“I’m not that good at controlling my anger. This happened,” and he kicks the dead body over, the shredded cheetah print pimp coat falling apart.

“Huh. Or maybe you’re just a gross necrophiliac. Why is the poor boy half naked?” Jackson questions.

“Because that is a horrendous coat. Would you ever wear something like that in public?”

“True.”

“Anyway,” Jaebum continues, “I only like to fuck warm bodies like yours.”

Jackson opens his mouth to respond, but suddenly he can’t get out a single word and they’re pressed up against each other, making out with a passion that Jackson has never experienced before. He’s almost sure they’ll end up doing the do in the woods, when there’s a loud crunch as Jackson stumbles across Mark’s hand.

“Oh.” He’d forgotten about the dead bodies part. “You know what. I’m way too high for this. We’ll just promise each other that we’ll keep this a secret between the two of us, and go our own ways. Thanks for the invitation to MInT, but I’ll pass.” Jackson turns to go, and then collapses where he stands.

—

“I’m sorry,” says Jaebum, standing over Jackson’s prone body. “The only way to keep a secret is if nobody knows it happened.”

Jaebum decides he’s not really that sorry. Jinyoung’s birthday is coming up, and he’ll need more than just Bambam’s thin body if he wants to harvest enough human skin to print a single edition book for Jinyoung. It really doesn’t help that Jinyoung tends not to go for the shorter books, either.