#AND DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED. ON THE POLITICAL STATE OF THE WORLD.

[on-leatheredwings]

like idek what to do about my life atp

i literally am trying and nothing works. nothings working. but if i give up ill be even more miserable.

[aropride]

like what the fuck am i supposed to do

[professor-beaker]

(Warning: very long rant about growing up religious and aroace. Might delete this in an hour. Idk)

Dear mom and dad,

Do you remember when i was 14, and had my first kiss? You probably dont- for you, it was just another sunday. He was one of my only church friends, and he pulled me, alone, into one of the music rooms after sacrament meeting. You encouraged me to go with him, because you could read the signs i couldnt. He was very polite, but when we kissed and he grabbed my hand on the way out, it felt more wrong than anything id experienced before. I ran back to you, crying, and you walked me through rejecting him. You basically told me that i was just too young, that it would get better, but it certainly didnt feel that way at the time. Every time youve reminisced on it since, it was only to laugh at my expense. At my naievety.

I tried to take your words to heart. I tried to listen each time our church would preach about how essential families were and each time you told me how happy you two were. It didnt work.

Do you remember when i was 15, and i told you, mom, that adopting sounded way better than having biological kids? You got so offended, and i had no idea why. I still dont. You told me it was a natural part of life, that we were supposed to bring children into this world. I tried to explain my reasoning- why would i want my own children when there are those who are suffering on their own? When the thought of procreation made me sick?- but you dismissed it. It was just another day.

Do you remember the brief period when i was 15, when i dated a girl? I assume you dont, because you never found out. I lived in constant fear, because the comments you would make at the dinner table described lgbtq+ as an affront to God, as unnatural. I had thought that men were the problem, and she was my first real partner. But nothing changed, it still felt wrong, and we fell back into only being friends. I hadnt told you about that until today, because i knew exactly what youd say about it. I knew exactly what youd say about me.

Do you remember the boy i met when i was 16? The one with the curly hair and the kind smile. You were always pushing me toward him, because you saw how he looked at me (i saw, too- and i didnt like it). He took me to homecoming, and prom, and danced too close to me for my liking. You always asked if we were a thing yet- and when i said no, you smiled knowingly. I hated that smile. And you smiled that smile for years.

I reconnected with him when i was home over winter break. We hung out once, i told him my sexuality, and he barely reacted. When you asked how it went, i told you i rejected him romantically, but we were still friends. Do you remember what you said, mom? You said, "so you broke his heart and left." I cried that night.

Do you remember when you found my aroace pins a month ago? Im at college in a different state- a religious college you wanted me to go to- and you still made it your priority to berate me for it. I dont know if you could tell how angry i was over the phone, but when you said "asexual and things are just looking for attention", it broke my heart.

Because i figured it out when i was 17. Because it took me two years to finally accept it in a religion that very strongly emphasized the family unit. Because i finally felt accepted, i felt heard, i wasnt being dismissed at every corner. Because i had something to explain why i was like this.

Because i finally didnt feel broken.

I never doubted that you loved me- not once, ever, in my life. Not until you started degrading me for something i couldnt control. Not until you started pressuring me to date people i would much rather be friends with. If youre not going to love all of me, then do you even love me at all?

I hope you know that i still love you, despite everything. But i hate the way you talk to me now, the way you talk to others about me. And i hope that one day, you, too, will realize that im not broken, or affronting God, or unnatural. I hope you realize that im still your child.

I hope you realize im still human.

[weirdmageddon]

i posted this on twitter also but it’s still eating at me. i’m so fucking embarrassed to be jewish rn. i dont want to be associated with this ongoing bullshit from israel. why do we need our own state. theyre just making every jew across the globe look bad in general even though many of us are conflicted about zionism and the legitimacy of israel as a state

people have hated jews throughout history for no fuckin reason but now israel exists but now its like. GIVING people reasons to hate us as a group. note that i DON’T conflate zionism with jewishness, but a lot of people in the world don’t know the difference because theyre uninformed and been dripfed cultural antisemitic tropes their whole life and that’s the scary part is them falsely putting two and two together. like what the fuck israel stop youre just putting fuel on the fire for people around the world to hate an entire group of historically persecuted people if youre being this shitty with your insane colonialism and apartheid like……I Want No Fuckin Part Of This. you’re spelling our own doom. you cant just swoop in and go “mine now” and then oppress the people you took land from under a regime without my blood boiling at the injustice no matter WHO you are. even if my lineage is tied to you. so when news outlets support israel it doesn’t feel like they have the best interest of jews as a people in mind. it’s in the interest of a zionist ethnostate and whatever that christian zionism belief is about the jewish people returning to the holy land as prerequisite for the second coming of jesus. its not like they care about us as a dispersed ethnocultural group, it’s all for that religious narrative that a bunch of people in the US are backing.

saying you want all jews to die is antisemitic. beating someone up because they’re jewish and no other reason without knowing their views is antisemitic. criticizing human rights violations perpetrated by israel and the belief that one group deserves more rights another is not antisemitic. and the fact that israel has the ability to pull that antisemitism card in response to criticisms of the violations they commit because their state is the “jewish homeland” drives me fucking insane. take fucking accountability for your actions. and yes, there do exist full-on anti-jewish groups in the middle east that go beyond hatred of israel’s policies and existence as a state and i’m tired of people pretending there aren’t in fear of appearing to seem like they support the state of israel. on the other side of things many people overestimate this by fearmongering and saying EVERY arab is out to get jews worldwide, telling people like me “they want YOU dead”. this is not the belief every person in the middle east and it really rubs me the wrong way that people group millions of individuals into all-encompassing lumps like this. many people there do understand nuance of this political situation.

even if i have that “right of return” by israeli law or whatever, i don’t feel obliged to it; it does not register as fair. why do i have a “right of return” when i’ve never even been there in the first place while palestinians who have homes there can’t return to them? what’s the basis for that? substituting objective reality with an imaginary reality? i don’t think like that. i can hypothetically come and go whenever i please but palestinians are severely limited in mobility? what makes me more entitled to that land than the people who lived there for centuries? nothing that comes from natural law thats for sure. it’s all artificial and inflated.

but at the same time i also dont want to be the target of antisemitism and caught in the fray just for being ethnically jewish. once people start calling for the genocide of entire groups we’ve got issues (and you better believe this absolutely applies to the palestinian victims in gaza too), because people who dissent to the violence perpetrated by the loudest are caught in there with the people who are perpetrating the violence. lack of nuance. people conflating israel and its zionist apartheid policies with jewish ethnicity and culture worldwide. other people conflating being terrorist anti-jew with muslims worldwide (like that 6-year old palestinian-american boy that was just stabbed to death in chicago). scary times man. but as a jew i can’t just opt out of this if it’s how i was born as. i don’t have control over that. but i can control what i think and what my beliefs are

[norizz-nation]

Hi can you do a Carlos x French reader smut I want the dynamic to be daddy and baby girl but can you don’t do directly the smut like can you explain before what happened to have them in bed if you can example what they were doing before🥹🫶🏻thx you’re the best🥰💓🫶🏻

Thank you so much sweetheart and I hope I can reach your expectations ❤️

My little angel ❤️

Summary: your parents finally allowed you to go abroad on a vacation and you decided to go to spain where things took a quick turn

Warnings: nsfw, 18+, daddy kink, size kink, choking, praise kink

“Please mum! Im 22 now! I can go out alone” you stated to your mum as she kept saying no for quite a few times. You then let out a frustrated sigh as your mum said “well just dont do anything illegal and dont get in trouble okay?” you then rolled your eyes and couldn’t help but laugh at what she just said. “Aweh mum dont worry” you said as you hugged her tightly.

Honestly you were loving Spain, the weather, the people, the atmosphere everything was so different than what its in France. It has been 2 days since you’re here, loving your sweet little trip. After roaming around in Madrid for a while you wanted to go to this museum although you didn’t like museums that much.

As you went there you sort of felt lost because you didn’t actually see the museum map before going inside which ended up you wandering here and there. All this time there was this man who was examining every move of yours from distance. You suddenly bumped to a man when you turned around and apologized immediately as you looked up at him who was looking at you with a smirk on his face. “You look like youre lost in this town, lost in this museum. Do you need help baby girl?” He asked, his tone was so polite and gentle. “Baby girl?” You asked as you furrowed your brows and crossed your arms together. He then chuckled at your question and started nodding his head. “I mean, you look really young and innocent. May i know what your name is?” He asked as he looked at you straight in the eye. “Im y/n not baby girl” you said as you rolled your eyes at him and he smiled. “Im carlos by the way. But you dont seem like you’re from here. Are you?” He asked as you shook your head. “No no im actually french” you said. “Wow that’s interesting, i can show you around baby girl” carlos said as he pointed at the main gate to signal you to leave with him and you just smiled.

The whole evening was fun with him, every little jokes he cracked made you laugh so hard. Teaching you a little bit of spanish in between your conversations with him. Everything just seemed great with him. But the “baby girl” nickname just stayed there. “Why do you keep calling me that? I have a name” you said as you laughed a little. “Because you are a baby girl. So beautiful and innocent for this world” he said as he got closer to you. His lips just a few inches away from yours as you started to feel the heat rush through your body. Somehow his presence was so powerful that you could just give yourself to him. You parted your lip a little as you tried to lean in but Carlos grabbed your face and snapped you back to reality. “Oh, you try to be so wild in front of me but inside you’re just a sweet little angel, so naive and sweet” he said as his thumb started to caress your lips as the need inside of you grew much more than before.

“Youre so innocent baby girl. Oh the things I would love to do to you, right now” he said that was just like a whisper in your ear. “Like what?” You asked as you looked up at him with doe eyes. “Oh you’ll know soon, you’ll know” he said as he came more closer, letting your heart beat faster than before. Your whole body stiffened as he felt him pull away and smirk just inches away from your lips, teasing you to the point where you couldn’t take it anymore as you let out a frustrated sigh. “Being frustrated wont help baby girl, come with me” he said as he turned around to look at you with a cocky smile on his face.

The fragrance his house had was so warm and welcoming as you sat on the couch and carlos brought a bottle of wine and placed it on the table. After a couple of drinks you started to feel carlos’ cologne more in your nose. You just wanted to wrap your hands around him. The tension grew stronger between you two.

Carlos then came closer to you as he placed his huge hands on your thigh chuckling at the sight that you are so small. "Fuck baby girl, you're really small for me. But dont worry im gonna make it fit in your hole. All your holes" he whispered in your ear as shiver ran down your spine and you rubbed your thighs together. "God, look at you. Already needy." he said as he looked down and looked back at you as he came closer to lips and brushed his lips with yours causing you to open your mouth a little but that didn’t help. You then whined and groaned as you looked at him with puppy eyes. “You really think youre gonna get what you want from me just by whining? Not at all angel. Use your pretty little mouth of yours” he said as his hand wrapped around your neck, choking it lightly first then tightening the grip as you gulped at the sight in front of you. He then pulled your t-shirt up and dropped it on the floor as he wrapped his hands around your waist to lift you up and position you properly on your back, as he groaned at the fact that his hands fit perfectly around your waist. “God, even your waist is smaller than my hands” he said as he trailed his finger down your lower abdomen as you started to squirm in his touch again.

He then tucked in your pants and you tried to push it down by grabbing his hand but he was strong enough to stay still and not push it down. “Use. Your. Words” he said, his tone so cold as you whined out. “I-i want you” you managed to say. “No its not good enough baby girl. Tell me properly” he said as he unzipped your pants slowly. “I want y-you to fuck me. P-please” you said whining as you ran your hands over his chest. “Yeah thats more like it” he said as he grabbed your hand and kissed it. He then pulled your pants down along with your underwear and did the same with himself.

Carlos brushed his tip at your entrance that made wet sounds from your pussy as a string of slick connected with his dick to your pussy as he groaned at the sight. “Fuck baby girl, your pussy is so small for me. Can you take it like a good little girl you are? Take it all for me?” He said as he caressed your face and you nodded impatiently. He then went inside of you slowly and stayed still for a moment until you started to rock your hips against him. At first his thrusts were slow and gentle but he went deep inside of you every time. “Fuck carlos, stop teasing me” you said as you bucked your hips up. “Beg for it baby girl” he said as he smirked at you. “F-fuck me harder daddy p-please!” You pleaded as he choked you again and kissed your ear before saying “daddy huh? youre that needy?” you just nodded as he went faster and you dig your nails in his forearms. “Fuck fuck f-fuuuck yes!” You screamed out.

Carlos then pulled your legs above his shoulder and kissed your ankles as he continued to fuck you. The heat between you two, the intensity, everything was just too much to handle. “You look like an angel baby girl” he said as he groaned. “My little angel” he threw his head back as his breathing got heavier. “Daddy i-im gonna c-cum so bad, fuck” you said as your back started to arch uncontrollably. “Me too baby girl, me too” he said breathlessly. You both got down from your high when carlos kissed you, so softly that it made you melt. His kiss was so sweet and gentle.

“Wanna watch the stars?” He asked out of nowhere as he kissed your forehead. “Yes” you said that was like a whisper. You both then went to the terrace as you snuggled in his arms and watched the stars. His finger twirling in your back as he rested his face on your head. “When are you gonna go back to France?” He asked softly, his voice sounded like he wanted you to stay there forever, with him. “Tomorrow evening” you said as you looked up at him and saw his face froze as he said nothing. You sat back up with a concerned look on your face. “I can come visit you again if you want carlos” you said as you cupped his face and his face started to fall. His eyes begging you to stay. “Or maybe I can go visit you” he said, his voice started to break a bit. You smiled and nodded. “Yeah exactly” you said. “Promise me you’ll come back again” carlos said as he came closer to you. You then hugged him tightly “i promise carlos” you reassured him as you felt tear in the corner of your eye.

A/N: requests are open! feel free to ask what you want me to write! luv you ❤️

[in1-nutshell]

IM SORRY I ONLY GET IDEAS WHEN REQUESTS ARE CLOSED, PLEASE TAKE YOUR TIME AND ADD THIS TO THE BOTTOM

Fearless buddy being sent to the tfp universe at first made me want the tfp team prime to see mtmte Megs interact with buddy and have a crisis over the fact that Megs became a dad, to a human no less.

and then I realized, no. no I dont want team prime to just react to mtmte megs, I want these fuckers to get yeeted into the portal one by one and suffer through the general chaos of the lost light.

Arcee - What was that?

Swerve - oh thats just Skids, you can tell cause when Buddys' in the vents it sounds more like a pitter patter.

Arcee - WHY ARE THEY IN THE VENTS?!

Drifts gets double to Ratchets to simp for

Optimus curls into a ball and cries when he sees Megatron with an autobot badge and being a decent person

Tailgate fanboys and asked for an autograph, yes he knows that its not their Optimus Prime but he's cool none the less

Miko quickly finds Buddy and Whirl and Rodimus quickly grabs Bumblebee and Smokescreen. Ultra Magnus has his back turned for for ten minutes and suddenly the Lost light has been turned into a race track with Swerve handling the betting's and a small world has declared war on the lost light, stating the instigators was a human and two mechs, one of which kinda sounds like the Apex armor.

Brainstorm finds Raf and gets into a custody battle for him with Ratchet.

Optimus and Megatron both have a conversation and get some kinda closure from it.

Ultra Magnus nearly cries over Jack being responsible and polite. he loves buddy but why did they get the well mannered human

plus the rest of the autobots being fucking flabbergasted at how Megatron is with his tiny organic child

In short: C H A O S !

There simply would have been way too much to cover with just this request alone. So, I've tried to condense everything down to 4 key highlights of events that defiantly happened during the trip. This would also be assuming that this is also the same universe as Old Predacon Buddy.

Hope you enjoy!

Fearless Buddy gets a visit from TFP Bots

SFW, Platonic, Human reader

TFP/MTMTE

4 Conversations and confrontations that have defiantly happened during the visit

Meeting the Co- captains

The bots had just arrived at the Lost Light via portal and met Buddy once again.

Buddy wanted to bring them to the med bay just to make sure everything was okay with their systems.

Optimus was the one to have Buddy on his servo as they pointed the way to get to the med bay.

How did they not come across any other crewmember?

That is beyond them.

But just before the team made it to the med bay a streak of black came in front of the bots.

“Who are you and what are you doing on board?”--Ravage

Buddy waving from Prime’s servo.

“Hi Ravage!”--Buddy

Ravage takes notice of Buddy and pins his audials back.

“Let them go now!”--Ravage

Ravage tries swiping at the Prime, but Arcee fires a warning shot.

“Don’t even think about it.”--Arcee

“Wait can’t we all calm down—"--Buddy

Multiple heavy pede steps are heard.

“And now he’s coming…”--Buddy

“Who’s—”--Jack

Megatron and Rodimus come running from the corner and stop behind Ravage.

Megatron has his fusion cannon ready and Rodimus is powering up.

Everyone is tense.

“All right Fake Optimus, put Buddy down and no one gets hurt too badly.”--Rodimus

“Fake Prime? This is Optimus Prime.”--Smokescreen

“Yeah, and Megatron isn’t Buddy’s dad. That’s not Optimus.”--Rodimus

“Excuse did you say that bucket head there was Buddy’s dad?!”--Miko

Buddy nods and pats Prime’s digits.

“Just pass me to Rodimus while I explain everything.”--Buddy

Optimus hesitates a minute before handing Buddy to Rodimus.

Buddy Jumps from Rodimus’s servo start onto Megatron’s arm, which freaks everyone out for a minute as the ex war lord does catch them.

“Buddy we’ve talked about this.”--Megatron

Buddy stick’s out their tongue.

“Can someone please explain what in Primus’s name is going on?!”--Magnus

“In a bit Magnus.”--Buddy

“Wait, wait wait, this is Magnus?”--Rodimus

Rodimus looks at him amused.

“Just wait til Minimus finds out.”--Rodimus

“Who’s Minimus?”--Wheeljack

“In a minute, now to the med bay. Ratchet should take a look at them before anything else.”--Buddy

“Ratchet?”—Team Prime

“Me?”--Ratchet

Rodimus and Buddy turn to each other with a mischievous smile.

Megatron just sighs tiredly.

This was going to be a long day… or week even…

2. Ratchet confrontation and some honorable mentions

Both Ratchet’s nearly have a stroke when they see each other.

The team gets checked out by every medic available.

Buddy manages to catch everyone up overall on the ‘alternative universe’ fiasco. Everyone manages to understand for the most part.

Megatron watches Buddy like a hawk while also sending a message to Minimus on the situation.

He could practically hear the stroke happening from here.

MTMTE Ratchet taking a double look at everyone’s energon levels.

“How are any of you even functioning?! Your energon levels are so low you shouldn’t even be standing up right?!”—MTMTE Ratchet

TFP Ratchet huffs.

“Unlike this universe, energon is not a common thing to run by. Naturally the levels are going to be low.”—TFP Ratchet

“I’m not saying that it is, but what I am is astounded on how any of you are still even talking. And you especially.”

Optimus looks curious.

“What are you referring to?”--Optimus

MTMTE Ratchet takes a deep vent and lets it out.

“Your Ratchet has the lowest energon levels out of your entire team combined! Miracle that he is even with us.”--ratchet

Bee buzzes angrily.

All MTMTE bots look at him worriedly.

First Aid comes over to him.

“What happened to your voice?”—First Aid

MTMTE Ratchet, Ambulon and Velocity join in crowding Bee.

“His voice box was damaged in the war on Cybertron. Our Megatron damaged it.”—Raf

Bumblebee looks down a bit.

The medics are all looking at one another.

“We can see what we can do here, if you’d like Bumblebee.”—MTMTE Ratchet

Bee buzzes happily as Raf hugs his digit.

Drift enters the med bay.

“Hey Ratchet, I heard you yelling in here, is everything—”--Drift

Drift looks at the scene in front of him stopping dead in his tracks.

His optics land on TFP Ratchet.

Buddy looks at him mouthing ‘No!’

“Who’s this guy?”--Smokescreen

“I finally made it to the Afterspark.”--Drift

“What?”—TFP Ratchet

“That’s just Drift just ignore him.”—MTMTE Ratchet

“Ratchet I don’t think that’s going to be possible.”--Buddy

“I HAVE TWO RATCHET’S NOW!”--Drift

Drift pulls them both into a hug.

TFP Ratchet is struggling to get out of his grip while MTMTE Ratchet just goes along with it.

“Buddy, who’s that?”--Wheeljack

“And why is he hugging Ratchet?”--Bulkhead

“That’s Drift, he’s Ratchet’s Conjunx.”--Buddy

All TFP Bots nearly have whiplash at how fast they move their helms.

“HIS CONJUNX?!”—Team Prime

“MY WHAT?!”—TFP Ratchet

“Not yours.”—MTMTE Ratchet

“Aww Ratty! You do care.”--Drift

“RATTY?!”—Team Prime

Several members of Team Prime laughing on the med slab so hard the medics are on standby.

3. Kids custody

Tfp team goes to the bar.

Kids stay with Buddy in the human safe portion of the bar to get some food.

Everyone is staring at them.

But to be fair they did have way different frame types than everyone else in this dimension.

Buddy yells at them for being rude.

That they help them in their time of need.

Suddenly everyone is in a much better mood.

Swerve serving Team Prime some engex.

“Any friend of Buddy is a friend of ours. Drink up fellow bots!”--Swerve

“Thank you Swerve.”--Optimus

Prime feels something poking his side

He looks at a white minibot poking his side holding a data pad.

“Hi! I know your not this universes Optimus, but can I still have your autography!”--Tailgate

Prime looks a bit surprised but he gives in.

“Thank you!”--Tailgate

“And what may be your name?”--Optimus

“I’m Tailgate!”--Tailgate

Arcee spits out her engex, Bulkhead calms her down.

“Is she okay? I didn’t upset her right?”--Tailgate

Arcee walks up to Tailgate, who is roughly around her size.

Cyclonus walks up behind Tailgate as if daring her to do something dumb.

She eventually holds her servo out.

“I’m Arcee.”--Arcee

Tailgate hugs Arcee instead.

“Thank you and your team for taking care of Buddy while they were away!”--Tailgate

Arcee is holding back tears as she gives into the hug.

“SHE’S ARCEE!”--Rodimus

Many bots look over with curiosity and some with fear.

Bulkhead looked over at the human table to find it empty.

“Hey where are the kids?”--Bulkhead

“Oh! Whirl took them around the bar when you weren’t looking.”--Swerve

“Whirl? Who’s Whirl?”--Magnus

Swerve points to the helicopter bot with his cockpit open.

“That one who’s trying to fight with Getaway.”--Swerve

Bulkhead, Wheeljack, and Ultra Magnus navigate their way to Whirl.

He turns to show Buddy and Miko laughing in the pit.

“So, you’re this little monsters guardians?”--Whirl

“Yes—”--Bulkhead

“Well, TOO BAD!”--Whirl

Whirl places a protective claw over both of the giggling humans.

“SHE’S MY OTHER AMICA NOW!”--Whirl

“They are not your Amica—”--Magnus

“Actually I’m his.”--Buddy

“And that’s something we’re going to talk about later. Miko—”--Wheeljack

“ITS WHIRL JR. NOW!”--Miko

“Miko no!”--Bulkhead

“MIKO YES!”--Miko

Meanwhile with Arcee…

Arcee stares at MTMTE Magnus, Cyclonus, Tailgate and Pipes.

Pipes and Tailgate are asking him all sorts of questions.

“Ultra Magnus. Cyclonus.”--Arcee

“Arcee.”—Magnus and Cyclonus

All three of them look over at the other three who are happily laughing at a joke.

All three mentally promise to destroy anyone who harms Jack.

Meanwhile with Ratchet…

Brainstorm holding Raf high above his helm.

“I HAVE FOUND MY CHILD!”--Brainstorm

“HE IS NOT YOUR CHILD!”--Perceptor

“Fine! Percy and Nautica we need to schedule visiting time—”--Brainstorm

MTMTE Ratchet taking Raf out of his servo.

“Leave the poor boy alone.”—MTMTE Ratchet

Drift looks over at MTMTE Ratchet and Raf and smiles teasingly.

“AAAAWWWW Ratty!”--Drift

Ratchet suddenly getting the hint.

“No…”—MTMTE Ratchet

“Yes…”--Drift

Drift no.”—MTMTE Ratchet

“Drift yes?”--Drift

“…”--MTMTE Ratchet

Ratchet hands Raf back to his counterpart.

“I think its best to keep him in check.”—MTMTE Ratchet

“Will do—HEY!”—TFP Ratchet

Brainstorm once again nabbing Raf from him.

“Mine child! Now Rafael. Would you like to see my lab? It has all sorts of inventions in it.”--Brainstorm

“BRAINSTORM!”--Chromdome

Brainstorm starts heading to the exit faster before Skids tackles him down letting Raf to get thrown up in the air.

He gets caught by Swerve, who just puts him down next to him.

“…Do you like Bill Nye?”--Swerve

Meanwhile with Rodimus…

Has Smokescreen and Bumblebee both thrown over his shoulder looking at Megatron and Magnus.

“Please?”--Rodimus

“No.”--Magnus

“Too bad.”--Rodimus

Confused car noises intensify.

Later on, Optimus and Megatron are found in one of the booth having some whispered conversation.

No one knows what they talked about, but both came back from it looking tired yet somewhat happy.

4. Promise to meet each other one day in the future

A couple days pass, the portal comes back.

Tfp team says their goodbyes.

Buddy wishes them good luck and to say hi to their alternative.

Portal closes.

“Wait you said, ‘other Buddy’, there was another Buddy?”--Megatron

“Oh yeah, but they’re an old Predacon.”--Buddy

“AN OLD WHAT?!”--Whirl

Meanwhile back in TFP…

The team comes out of the portal groaning at the semi harsh landing.

June and Agent Fowler came running in.

June nearly tackles the kids asking so many questions their heads are spinning.

The team explains what happened.

“Would have guessed that after Buddy’s explanation.”—Agent Fowler

“Heh, hey where is Buddy anyways?”--Bulkhead

“Bet their taking a nap.”--Miko

“Nope. After four hours of you guys ‘disappearing to the other dimension’ they’ve been trying to keep everything under control. They’ve been increasing patrols and energon digs.”—Agent Fowler

“They should be coming in soon.”--June

Heavy wing flaps are heard from the main entrance.

“June! I think another rocks stuck in my—”--Buddy

Buddy stops to take a good look at the team before going in for a group hug, spreading their wings as much as possible.

“Thank the Primes your all safe.”--Buddy

“Woah! Buddy, your…umm…”--Smokescreen

Buddy looking down at their dented and dusty self.

“Someone had to pick up on the patrols. The Decepticon’s couldn’t know that you were gone.”--Buddy

Optimus places his servo on Buddy’s shoulder.

“Rest old friend. We can take it from here.”--Optimus

Buddy just yawns and moves to their spot near the human area and slumps down hard and falls asleep.

The kids go over to Buddy to see if they are still awake.

They were out.

[degendog]

I would love to learn what it means to be a real man

trying to do it alone can be tough and it's so much easier when you just have to do as your told

for starters, seeking out advice on becoming a real man is a solid first step. that shit takes some serious balls. you’ve already started.

becoming a man is about gaining confidence in yourself. don’t make yourself smaller, don’t try to take up less space. be as unapologetically yourself as you want. cis people, and even some fellow trans people, won’t be comfortable with you being confident and secure in yourself, but fuck em. you exist for yourself, not anyone else.

becoming a man is also about presenting in a way that makes you feel powerful and enhances that confidence. if you haven’t tried wearing men’s clothes, get a couple things from a thrift store or hand-me-downs from a friend. try them on, wear them to a store. get a pack of boxers briefs and pin a rolled up sock to the front pouch. that’s your dick now—wear it as much as you can, even outside of boymode.

if you’ve already done all that, make sure the clothes you wear fit your personal style, whatever that may be. punk? jock? guy that works at geek squad? make sure the outside matches the inside.

start manspreading in public. sit with your legs shoulder width apart. it’ll be easier if you’re packing. it’ll be even easier when you start t—you’d be too sensitive to do anything else.

stop giving a shit about your height if you’re below the male average. tons of short guys exist and are hot as fuck because they own it. josh hutcherson is like 5’5 and tons of people think he’s sexy. part of that is because he doesn’t come off as insecure.

apologize less. be polite to people that deserve it, but don’t be subservient. dont apologize for asking questions, don’t apologize for correcting someone, don’t apologize for existing. don’t be afraid to be a bit abrasive, even.

try out more masculine hobbies. you don’t have to abandon any “girly” hobbies you may have—it’s 2024, men can knit. try out woodworking or shooting or fishing or computer building or working on cars or even growing chili peppers. ask your male friends what they do for fun and try it out for yourself. if you have a good relationship with your dad or any other male family member, ask him to teach you. if you don’t have someone irl to teach you something, pick a hobby you’ve always wanted to try out but were too scared to, and watch youtube videos on it. even if you don’t end up loving it, you’ve stepped out of your comfort zone, which is a big accomplishment in itself, and you might’ve even had a nice bonding experience with someone.

look into how to get t, and then do it, if you haven’t already. find a trans clinic in your area, go to planned parenthood if you’re in the states, hell even do diy if you need to. if you’re in an area where it’s unsafe to start t—especially florida jfc—work your ass off to get out of there as soon as possible.

start jacking off and fucking more like a man. stroke your dick instead of rubbing your clit. get a strap on and jerk that off. repeat, “i’m a man” to yourself on every stroke. try pumping your dick. picture yourself topping. actually top. experience your sexuality as something beyond cis society’s expectations for a “woman”—because you never were a woman, so why should you fuck like one?

if you’re scared to do something that’ll help yourself transition, ask yourself “why does this scare me?” and decide if your fears are as big as they seem. many things that seem daunting about transitioning aren’t actually bad, and sometimes end up being fucking awesome.

it’s not going to be easy and it’s definitely not going to be easier than “staying” a woman, but becoming the man you were always meant to be is the best thing you can do for yourself. being able to look in the mirror and like what looks back at you is the greatest feeling in the world. i hope you get there.

[fluffycalamari]

One Piece Relationship Headcannons Pt. 2!!

Part 1!

Contents: fluffy! A Lil suggestive for Kid

Characters in this part: Law, Kid,

Gender nuetral reader in mind!!

Law

You guys need to understand Law is my no.1 fav in One Piece; I've thought long and hard about him.

Very calm outside of his bed quarters

Like come on he's literally the definition of "affection behind closed doors"

It's the little things that makes him flustered!

Holding hands in public?! Sure he has that deadpanned face on; but MENTALLY! MY BRUVA IS FREAKING OUT.

Behind closed doors he's very vulnerable; he's got a lot of trauma to unpack.

Likes to be the little spoons idc what any of yall say!! It gives him comfort.

He really appreciates when you give him his space.

He also adores it when you're stubborn about him taking a break; it helps him to not overwork himself.

The type of boyfriend you can never catch sleeping unless you wake up 5 years before him.

Especially cause I know for a fact that Law is the type to work into the early mornings.

Your stir in your sleep, absent-mindedly searching for your lover. Throwing your arms across the bed, your eyes shoot open when you realize aside from you, it's empty. You force your heavy lids open and face a nearby window. It's dark, now that your senses are flooding in you hear scribbling. Through static vision you see Law hunched on his desk, going over and revising what you're assuming to be the agenda for the next island you guys were heading. "..Law, why the hell are you still awake?" Your voice is groggy; pulling yourself off the bed you approach him. "[Name]-ya, listen.." he yawns, inked hands covering his mouth to be polite. "I need to finish this before we get to the island." Law's voice is just as groggy as yours. "My guy," You state, grabbing his arm. "We're going the fuck to sleep, how are we gonna execute a plan if you're not in top shape?" Dragging him to the bed "i-" "I nothing Law, bed now," as you push him onto the bed; you join him, wrapping your arms around him. As you drifted back into your slumber you hear law mutter under his breath "I love you [name] ya". You don't even have the energy to say it back, so you hum the phrase in response.

Eustass Kidd

Where do I even start with this red headed slut.

I love kid, you love kid, we all love kid

He doesn't know how to express his feelings for you so it always comes out the best way he can...Aggressive.

You love that shit though cause why would you be with him otherwise!!!

Kid buys you flowers; he's lying right through his fucking teeth about how you were bitchin and moanin because you wanted these flowers so bad. While blushing his goofy ass blush.

(You just glanced at them while walking through the city with kid)

HE LEAVES LIPSTICK STAINS ON YOUR FACE IDC IDC IDC I DONT CAAAREEEEE!!!

Now this might be rinse and repeat but I don't care

He's nicer behind close doors, he can get vulnerable with you because he knows you won't utter a word to another soul.

Don't get me wrong he's still agressive/dominant; this is kid we're talking about. But he's still a human being so being able to express himself freely is nice.

This man is bold, gets jealous, and literally needs the world you two are together so other pirates won't try anything.

Will slap your ass whenever he pleases; you get him back too cause wtf not!

Like this man will full on make-out with you if someone tries to flirt with you.

You're in public with kid on a lil stroll, sanji is being sanji and he rushes towards you nose bleeding, calling you a bunch of pet names like "beautiful, darling, sweetheart!!" You look up at Kid as Sanji is literally on his hands and knees asking you to be his partner. "Sorry sanji, I'm not really interested in-" you're cut off by Kid, he grabs you by the collar of your shirt pulling you into a sloppy kiss. His tounge being shoved down your throat as you finally get into thw motions; throwing your arms around his neck, tounges intertwining while attempting to close the non existent gap between you both. Breaking away from the kiss, Kid smirks at sanji, "They're with me."

[drdemonprince]

Hi! I remember you talking about doing shadow work (in a reply to an ask, I think); do you have any advice on how to start? Especially for someone who who has a really hard time with consistency/habits? Thanks!

For me it is not an intentional practice separate from my regular life, it is an orientation toward my own most negative thoughts/impulses/reactions. I do not believe that any thought is harmful or morally wrong to have, and so when I experience a thought that is violent, cruel, bitter, pathetic, prejudicial, short-tempered, jealous, whatever else, I accept it, and study it with curiosity rather than self-condemnation.

I notice patterns over time in what I am particularly un-evolved and unenlightened about. What hang ups do I have? What weird bullshit respectability politics or traditional gender norms do I still apply to myself or to others? Who do I fuckin hate and why?

Which of these things can I just kind of shrug at and accept as a feature of my programming and which ones do I see seriously holding back my life? That's probably the hardest part of shadow work for me. I'm very aware of a lot of my flaws and the things i'm irrationally emotionally reactive to and defensive about, but I get attached to my way of seeing things. It can be scary to become more open-minded and uncertain and less spiky. And some things just aren't easy to change even if I want them to. Part of shadow work means allowing oneself to be in an unfinished state.

Another part of it for me is accepting with a dark kind of gratitude that the world would be a pretty terrible place if everyone was like me. There is so much about humanity that I do not understand. I could never be a surgeon. I could never be a good parent. I could never be a social worker. There is so much I am so bad at. Maybe this is the Narcissism and Lack of Empathy talking, but I've had to really humble myself. I used to think I was so much more rational and less of a waster of time and resources than most people around me. Now I realize I have run on self-denial and repressed emotionality for a very long time and demanded that life have some Purpose when it doesn't. So a lot of my shadow work has been acknowledging my ultimate smallness and feebleness and just general uselessness -- i have a lot to be grateful to other people for doing, but also life has no purpose that needs to be fulfilled so i can just exist and suck for every single second that i'm alive if that's what i'm gonna do.

radical acceptance shit is definitely mixed in there, and some DBT kinda strategies. I've finally arrived at a place where I can love my dissatisfaction as a core part of me and accept that life is not meant to be happy and comfortable. we always keep moving, changing our environments to make them a little better, chasing after new passions and then getting disillusioned with them, falling in and out of love, getting lost. we're always lost. we're always making mistakes and being dumb as humans. that's like what we are. silly little freaks that make up lots of pretend games for fun but then get swept up in believing them too much. i kind of feel at peace now with the fact that i'll always be messy and impulsive and have weird beliefs and will change constantly and look back on my past with a cringe reaction every four or five years. i dont expect myself to ever arrive, because what the hell would that look like?? being satisfied and happy sure sounds a lot like being dead.

[neptunescore]

Literally started this blog just to say how hypocritical F1 – both the people working in it, and the sport itself – is becoming. The main 3 things I want to address is: no.1 women in motorsport, no2 the ongoing genocide in palestine and no3 F1's disallowance of anything political, yet enabling the absolute political shitshow that was the 2024 miami gp.

Numéro 1: I just think its absolute bullshit that the FIA genuinely created a whole ‘Women in Motorsport Commission’, assigned SIX STRONG ambassadors to it, and THEN proceeded (come 2023) to launch a wholeass unfair investigation onto one of them, based on the MOST groundless claims?? Like wtf?? (Talking abt Susie Wolff here). Also, the whole Cristian Horner situation really showed just how much they care about women working under them, bc tell me why the possible victim in his situation was the one getting SUSPENDED, while this possible filth of a man is still parading shamelessly around the paddock?? Like??? AND SOME OF THE DRIVERS COMMENTS ON THE SIRUATION?? pissed me off so much u dont even understand. Anyway, my last point on this convo is how women should ALSO be taken accountable of their actions, and not just glossed over because they’re ‘women’, over here im specifically talking abt Bianca Bustamante and her liked tweet which calls lance stroll autistic… girl :| and her apology was so atrocious as well. T-T

Numéro 2: The fact that not ONE driver (excluding Lewis Hamilton — that man is so much more than a driver) has spoken up/ posted about the situation pisses me off SO much bc?? THOUSANDS of people are dying, and with the platform you have, the fans you have, you could have such a positive effect! This is ESPECIALLY targeted on the drivers so I FULLY KNOW have control of their accounts (Charles Leclerec, Esteban Ocon, Lando Norris [GOD DO I HAVE ALOT TO SAY ABT HIM], Pierre Gasly, etc) bc tell me why drivers are fully capable of uploading a post 2 years ago stating how the WHOLE of F1 stands with Ukraine (which i do applaud them for) but cant say SHIT abt the same situation occuring in Gaza, but SO much worse?? Lando can genuinely go f himself, bc as much as i used to adore him there’s no way he did NOT know abt the atrocities happening in Palestine, no way he did not know abt the company boycott when he decided to fully display that Starbucks logo on his little reel. And IF (literally a 0.0000001% chance, bc by then a 1000 articles were already written on it and the WHOLE world was aware) he genuinely didn’t know, then that is just ignorant as fuck. Icel. Anyway, literally all drivers should be held accountable, no matter if they’re ur favs or not; I like Carlos a lot but that doesn’t mean i dont get the ick every time i think abt the fact he’s stayed completely silent on the matter. OH MY GOD, DONT get me started on lance stroll and his confirmed (yes, i DO fact check) Zionist girlfriend, like?? Ew.

Can i also just say, that if any of u are gonna msg me saying ‘oH bUt NeP, thE FIA BanNeD AnY anD aLl PoliTiCaL StAtEmEnTS’ Shut up. If you guys could just READ the rest of the statement, you'd know that this rule only applies to when the drivers are ACTIVELY in the paddock. The FIA has literally included the fact that driver can do WHATEVER the want, stand up for WHOEVER they want in their personal lives – which brings me to my next point,

Numéro 3: The FIA bans any and all political statements in the paddock, (without their written consent) YET INVITES TRUMP (a man who has been charged with EIGHTY EIGHT criminal offenses) to the race, is the most disgusting and hypocritical thing ive seen in all my years of watching F1. And don't even get me started on all the shit lando said abt him, like bro?? What are you saying?? Why are you saying these things?? I get u cant speak bad abt him, but that does NOT mean u need to praise him to the sun and back. T-T

That's my rant! Additional reminder abt ppl bringing up how '*retired driver (insert name)* would NOT stand for this, and would post and talk ALL abt palestine if they were still racing,' this is a reminder that those drivers are still alive and well, with WORKING platforms and can STILL do all those things now if thry CHOOSE to :]

-Nep○~

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much!! ♡

Daryl Dixon x she/her!reader

spoilers: set in season 4

Got Someone Waitin’ For Me

From the moment Daryl found you, the two of you became inseperable. You had been on your own since the start, everyone you loved was gone, and you were left to fend for yourself. While out searching for Sophia, Daryl found you. In his muddy state, with a string of walker ears dangling from his neck, you were understandably suspicious of him. His gruff voice was something you expected, but the quiet and gentle tone completely threw you off. He crouched down to where you were hidden amongst the bushes. You were muddy too, and the two of you had an immediate understanding of the shit you’d gone through, whether it was recently or further in the past didnt matter. Daryl led you back to the farm; when you arrived some idiot mistook your mutually muddy forms for a pair of walkers, and Daryl got shot. You screamed and cried as you knelt beside him, the first kind soul you had met since the world ended. Or at least, your world had, until you met him. His friends ran to him, the leader shouting at you, demanding to know who you were, but you couldnt speak. You struggled enough speaking to Daryl after not talking to another person in so long, let alone someone whose introduction to you was aggressive shouting.

Daryl was fixed up and in recovery pretty quickly, and you stayed by his side. Anyone who tried to pull you away from him was met with animalistic rage, you’d had a long time to forget about politeness. You stayed at his bedside, falling asleep curled up in a chair, and that was the sight he woke up to. To say he was shocked to see you would be an understatement. He didnt even know your name then, and he didnt want to make you jump by waking you, so he awkwardly waited for you to wake up on your own. It didnt take long, much to his relief. As soon as you saw he was awake, you jumped to his side, standing up and leaning over to check him over in a silent frenzy. He was quick to tell you that he was alright, and you sat back down, your breathing uneven.

You had a bit of a grudge against Andrea after she shot Daryl, she was the one person you were actively hostile towards. When she came to Daryl to apologise for shooting him, you sat beside him scowling at her. She held her hand out to you in an attempt to make friends, but you refused it. She left not long after that, considering how awkward you’d made her feel. Not that you really cared.

“She’s not that bad, y’know.” Daryl chuckled at you, and you huffed.

“Shot you. Bad.” You uttered, your voice much more timid than your body language.

“Not on purpose.” Daryl reminded you, and you shook your head.

You stayed with Daryl through his recovery, he told you to go out and introduce yourself to everyone, but you didnt want to. The only form of communication that you had with the others was when they came to see Daryl. Once he was well enough to get back on his feet, he introduced you to everyone himself. Maggie and Glenn were the first people you trusted after Daryl, they were the least judgemental of you and you. While you sat with them, Daryl left to talk to Rick about you, discussing your presence in the group. A minute or so passed before Daryl called you over, and you walked over to stand beside him.

“If you wanna stay here, ya can.” Daryl told you, and you looked to Rick, knowing he was the leader.

Rick chuckled. “We dont really have a choice, you’d probably kill us if we tried to separate you from Daryl.”

You smiled at that, and Daryl did a double take. That was the first time he’d seen you smile.

Daryl and you became a team. Anytime Daryl went on a run, you went with him. Anytime you needed something on a run, Daryl got it for you. The group grew accustomed to referring to the two of you together, since you were rarely apart.

“Where’s (Y/N) and Daryl?”

“Oh, Daryl and (Y/N) will go and get it.”

You became like Maggie and Glenn, except you two werent romantically involved. At least, not yet.

When the farm fell, that was the first time you and Daryl had been apart since you’d met. Not caring about the noise he made, Daryl rode his bike around the farm shouting your name, trying to find you. He found you surrounded, fighting off a small group of walkers that were reaching for you from all directions. For maybe half a second, he admired your fearlessness, your determination to keep fighting even though you looked trapped. He drove through the walkers, running as many over as he could, and shouting at you to get on the back of his bike, which was an invitation you gladly accepted. The two of you found Carol shortly after, and the three of you headed for the highway.

That night, when you and Daryl stood on watch, he asked you why you looked so scared when he first met you, but when surrounded by walkers you didnt look scared at all. You gave him a very simple answer.

“Fighting off the walkers, I knew you’d find me. Before, I didnt think anyone would.”

Your words hit Daryl right in his heart, you trusted him so much, you trusted him with your life. In the apocalypse, your life was one of the only things you had, at least that’s what Daryl thought until he met you. Not only does he have his life, but he had you to protect, too.

Nobody could have predicted the flu outbreak in the prison. And when you started coughing, Daryl almost lost his mind. He sat on the other side of the glass for hours, not always talking to you, just needing to be with you, to see you on the other side and know that you were still alive. For the first time since you met, you had to be apart from him, to keep him safe. As soon as Hershel brought up the idea of a new location to search for meds, Daryl was desperate to go. He visited you one more time before he left, holding his hand against the glass that kept him from you, and you put your hand up against his on the other side.

“I’ll be back real soon. Just keep breathin’, alright? I’ll be real mad if ya die on me.” He said to you, making you laugh until you coughed. Seeing your smile gave him all the strength he needed.

“I’ll keep breathin’, but you’d better come back or I’ll be the one that’s mad.” You replied, and Daryl did his usual scoff-laugh with a half smile.

Leaving you was the most difficult thing Daryl had ever had to do. He was at war with himself, fighting with his selfish desire to stay with you just in case you didnt make it; he couldnt tell whether going out in search of medicine was a waste of time, whether he was doing it to deliberately avoid the thought of you not surviving this. But his instincts to protect you, to save you, they won, they always did.

Daryl’s natural survival instincts were boosted by the fact that he was quite literally trying to save your life. He had to survive, he had to, to help you get better. And needless to say, when he found the alcohol in Bob’s bag, rather than the meds he had expected to be in there, Daryl was beyond furious.

He stood so close to Bob that their foreheads were touching, his anger intimidating Bob more than it had ever intimidated anyone. “In case ya forgot, we aint out here for you.” Daryl’s voice was low, almost a growl, his fury too powerful for a yell to convey. “Ya may not have someone back there that you’re fightin’ for, but we do.” He gestured to himself and Tyereese. “I got someone waitin’ for me, dependin’ on me, and if you think for a damn second that I’ll let you get in my way, ya dont know me. If ya did, you wouldnt even try. You take one sip before those meds get in our people, in my girl, I’ll beat yer ass into the ground. Ya hear me?” Daryl shoved Bob to emphasise his threat before he stormed past Tyreese and Michonne.

He grew more antsy with every second that he was away from you, he didnt think the trip would take this long. When he’d first noticed the herd in front of the car on the way there, his immediate thought was that he was going to be late back to you. Daryl was too irritated to be the one to drive them back to the prison, so Michonne took the wheel. She couldnt drive fast enough in his mind, he was genuinely debating whether it would be faster for him to run, he didnt know how fast he could run when you were waiting at the finish line, but he knew it would feel faster than this.

While Daryl was gone, you were fighting for your life. Glenn stayed with you, the two of you spending most of your time in silence since anytime you talked, you both experienced coughing fits. It was as silent as it could be in a room filled with people coughing their guts up. When you started feeling lightheaded, though, Hershel insisted that you lay down in a cell and rest. You were in and out of consciousness, in a delirious state. Every time you awoke, you called out for Daryl with the little strength you had left, your voice escaping your lips in a hoarse, whining whisper. Your vision was blurred, but any form you saw walk by your cell, your mind convinced you that you were seeing the silhouette of Daryl, and you would smile before passing back out again.

Glenn stayed with you as much as he could, until Hershel needed his help. He knew Daryl would want a full report on how you’d been while he was gone, and he’d need a detailed explanation of why you couldnt come back to the glass to see him. Glenn wasnt exactly excited to have that conversation, considering how angry Daryl was likely to be. At least there would be glass separating them, too. In between brief moments of consciousness, you overheard a conversation about spaghetti Tuesdays, it probably would’ve made you laugh if you’d been able to. While you were out, Hershel explained that your unconscious state had somewhat saved you, you werent awake to cough and choke, your body was worn out. By no means were you healthy, but at least you werent as close as the others were of dying from the flu.

By the time Daryl and the others were back, though, the countless walkers that covered the prison courtyard floor were enough to send him into a frenzy. Him and Tyreese bolted into the prison, and when he found you safely shut inside your cell, which was otherwise surrounded by more walkers on the ground, the relief he experienced could not be put into words. Before he finally rested, Hershel came to your cell, finding Daryl there, cradling you in his arms on the bed.

“She’s been in and out of consciousness, askin’ if you were back yet every time she’s been awake. A couple times she even confused me for you, askin’ if you were alright. She’ll pull through, though, she’s been the most healthy out of everyone in here.” Hershel told him, and his words were music to Daryl’s ears.

The next time you awoke, the first thing you saw was Daryl. Not an illusion, not a blurry daydream that your mind conjured up to comfort you, it was really him.

“You’re back.” You whispered in the happiest disbelief.

“Shh, get some real sleep. Lil birdy’s told me you’ve been askin’ for me instead of restin’, now Im here ya aint got no excuse.” Daryl cooed, his voice quiet.

“Are you ok?” You asked him, concern covering every area of your face as you stared up at him.

Daryl scoffed. “Cant believe yer the one askin’ me that. Im fine, (Y/N). Aint no walkers gonna get me when I’ve got you waitin’ for me back home, I wont let ‘em.”

You smiled up at him. “You came back and I kept breathing, looks like we both held up our ends of the deal.”

Daryl’s arms tightened around you as he glanced around your cell. “Now ya’ve just gotta get better.”

You raised an eyebrow in amusement. “Another deal? Alright, what do I get in return?”

Daryl’s eyes met yours again. “Anythin’ you want.”

You were thoughtful for a moment, before your features lit up with a fantastic idea. “Once Im better, I want a kiss!”

Daryl’s eyes almost fell out of his skull. “You what?!”

You grinned up at him. “I want a kiss!”

Daryl scoffed in embarrassment and looked away from you. “Shit, fine.”

You giggled and curled into his chest, one of his arms wrapped around your back. You grabbed his other hand and held it close to your face, placing a gentle kiss to his palm before you closed your eyes. Sensing his body go rigid at the affection, you smiled to yourself, and you knew he noticed when you felt his body relax. Daryl’s arms gently squeezed you as he leant down and placed an equally gentle kiss to your forehead, his own silent way of telling you that he liked what you just did.

“That kiss doesnt count, by the way.”

“Didnt think it did, don’ worry.”

[hertwood]

"I do find it interesting that ppl will ignore the many many times Taylor Swift has publicly supported democrats just because she was friendly to her boyfriend's coworker's wife"

the "many many times" in question being an entirely self-serving activism kick in 2019 and 2020... she hasn't even spoken up about this year's (arguably more consequential) election Imao if normal ass people can cut off their own relatives for being bigoted then white woman of the year can certainly avoid snuggling with a loud and proud racist. i'll also remind you that the "political arguments" in question that occur between trumpies and normal people directly affect the lives and safety of millions of people both in the States and abroad but okay! sure! not everyone has enough empathy to care about that! whatever!

if you want to believe taylor swift is a bad person, or not progressive enough, or a performative activist thats fine!! you don't have to like her and you also don't need to justify it with any "good enough" reason!!! you can just hate the bitch you're allowed!!!

the point i was trying to make is it is weird as hell to be making polls and speculating if she's a republican when she's endorsed joe biden in 2020 and many other democrats since 2018, it really seems like a bad faith fucking conversation to me 🤷 i think the people who are having these discussions have already decided that she's a bad person and are discounting very significant data points to present their opinions like they're reality. if you think it was self-serving activism, that is actually just your opinion :) that you are allowed to have but that does not change the objective truth that she has never been vocally anything other but liberal in her political views.

i also think its fucking weird that people who hate her so much won't shut the fuck up about her TBH!!!!!!!

also acting like i, a disabled nonbinary dyke don't know how politics affect real people?????? bitch i'm one of them. and you're right, not everyone has enough empathy to care about everything wrong with the world all the time. not everyone has the capacity to argue with every bigot they meet 100% of the time without getting burnt the fuck out. it is not sustainable and also not very effective to do! most of these crazy assholes are not gonna have their minds changed with an argument. caring for vulnerable members of our communities is a far more valuable way to spend your energy. getting young leftist people registered to vote is gonna be a much more viable strategy for change than arguing with trumpies.

i have also, for the record, been kind to bigots. so fucking cancel me too i guess. i've said hey i'm not gonna start an argument bc my siblings deserve a christmas without all that. i've heard coworkers say bigoted things and said hey i'm exhausted from the work day i dont have a capacity to deal with this right now. and if you think i'm a bad person for that? dont worry you can unfollow me i will still sleep easy at night :)

i also think it's worth mentioning that taylor swift recently had to cancel a show bc of a real terrorist threat. i personally think it's very likely she's being advised not to say anything in order to not increase risk of another tragedy like the manchester ariana grande attack. if this is true and you still think that taylor swift prioritizing the safety of herself and her fans dying over speaking up politically, thats your right to think so!! but i don't expect my faves to be activists 24/7 personally, for any reason. i dont think thats fair to expect of people who aren't politicians.

but that's just me!!!

[scph1001]

thank you for ur input on the metaphor re:fantazio game 😼 now i am debating whether to try the demo or not right now, i am worried i will get too into it and i will hate waiting to actually get to buy it... but i like fantasy settings like it, what are ur thoughts on its story and gameplay so far? i like the redhead girl i like that she is a knight and the little fluffs on her ears are cute i think she would look cute with an animal nose and tail

😼😼😼 yeah not trying out the demo if you dont have the money for it is a good call it got me hooked pretty quick

long rant ↓

gameplay

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gameplay is incredible. every bit of it is great. its a perfect mix of user friendly well also not being too optimized in a way that would make it feel all pointless.

them knocking out job systems on their first try is really impressive. messing around with combinations and trying out builds feels great.

also exploring towns is really nice. you dont really get that much with SMT so its cool to see!!

story

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story is a bit more tricky. if i wasnt picky and conscious i would love it fully. ATLUS is very good at setting plot points up along with keeping things going at a constant pace. theres always a new plot development and new characters about. the overall concept is very fun- world building is good- characters have been great. it has all the works. it feels very expertly crafted. i felt like the start of some confidants were rocky but im a bit through brigittas and hers has been incredible so far..

i dunno it feels like many companies would kill to be able to pull off what ATLUS usually does at the start of its games.

on the negative. its ATLUS' first fantasy (in the DQ/FF way) game and they think they need to have all the fantasy tropes including race politics. theres already been one "hurting/killing your oppressors makes you just as bad as them" moment and i imagine there will be many more.

i am a bit wary of how they are going to handle royalty. very early in the game (literal first cutscene before you even click "new game"- so i dont consider it spoilers) you learn that they main villain you will be chasing after has recently killed the king and apparently cursed the prince in the past.

throughout the game characters talk about a fictional book where everyone is equal and they all go "i hope that can be our world. a world where the king is picked through popularity and the power is in the people sounds wonderful!!" they say all this but use it as a point to go "(the villain) is a tyrant since he killed the king for power we need to put the royals back in power" which is just a whiplash of tones. it feels so egregious to go "yeah the people should pick the ruler" and then go "yeah it sucks the king was killed he was perfect for this country!" that i feel like they have to be planning something.. they cant be that stupid.. especially given the fact that even P5 was brave enough to go out and criticize the government despite its lack of backbone.

also the game repeatedly goes on about how the religious structure / head in the country is unfair. i feel like theyre trying to go a weird middle route of "the state instated region is bad and oppressive but the prince and king are good since theyre #different". but also everyone seems lowkey addicted to the prince so maybe they are ensnared by his comatose charm.

i dunno. i have some hope (well alot of hope but less so in the politics regard) we will see where things go.

they do seem decently socially conscious (more than usualy moreso) and its nice seeing a game by the developers of P4 that isnt jumping at the chance to make fun of everyone ever and be seconds away from saying slurs.

CLOSING THOUGHTS!!!

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maybe you could sue and get it for free since this character design seems ripped from your mind / style

[fischlcatgirl]

ok so im thinking about. chiluc. i- chiluc shippers come in close. i love you come in close. we can all be honest with ourselves here. there will never be anything close to chiluc content ingame.

and so for many years i feel chiluc has been relegated to aus or established relationship nobody knows how they got together. where its like. childe is not part of the orginization that killed diluc's father. or maybe he was but it wasn't quite as bad. which dont get me wrong aus are great.

HOWEVER. i have been thinking. and here is how (currently) canon compliant chiluc can STILL WIN.

ok so we know that in canon mondstadt is like. equally as politically powerful as shneznaya is right. so it would probably benefit them if they had you know. good ties to each other. like linked powerhouses in both nations. so. kind of like an arranged marriage fic......

WAIT!! because I hear you you're saying like ohhh they would never agree to that listen to me. Childe would do anything for his tsaritsa for the good of shneznaya for the good of his family ok. he's the most disposible of the harbingers they might as well marry him off. and Diluc well. you see. at first he is DEFINITELY like no way in one million billon years go fuck yourselves. and then he actually meets childe and while hes like. repressing the urge to start strangling hes like wait. this guy is actually stupid.

diluc says. i may hate the knights but you know who i hate slightly more. the fatui. and i love mondstadt. surely the husband of this dumbass would be like. getting shneznayan state secrets revealed to him all the time. i could be a really good spy and i would know if the fatui are about to attack mondstadt.

and he agrees and hes like. so prepared to be absolutely miserable he's being sooo self-sacrifing right now. hes like jean do you see me being self-sacrificing. and jean says yeah for sure. whatever. thanks.

but then..... childe is like. he's doing that thing he does with the traveller where he's like "im doing so great!! i love that there's a darkness growing within me it's so cool and epic!!! anyway do you want to hear about how i don't think i have an identity for myself??"

diluc says. wait hold on a second. what the fuck. this guy is messed up. this is the part where if this was a modern au he would be like. go to therapy stop talking to me about it. but unfortunately i dont think therapy exists in the world of teyvat. otherwise why would everyone be Like That.

Anyway Diluc is realizing while pretending he's having a really nice time getting to know childe he's actually?? having a really nice time getting to know childe???? wtf?? even if the things he says ARE messed up sometimes its ok because childe also has that softness to him

on childe's side of the story everything is literally so great he doesn't know. hes like wow im so happy that i get to serve the tsaritsa and have a cool husband who will spar me and even sometimes almost win!! I'm so excited to introduce him to my family

chiluc family dinner. on childe's side its his whole family of like. eight other people. diluc invites nobody and when childe asks him about it diluc has a Moment of Weakness and he admits that he doesn't really talk to his family anymore and like. childe is like well thats ok. because youll be part of my family and they liked you a lot

varied chiluc introductory fluff... they're getting to know each other they're starting to have like. falling in love a little bit moments. childe trying to teach diluc how to use a bow and like standing behind him with his arms fiixng his arrow position or something like that. its cute. childe at this point is like. fully in love he can see their future together and everything.

BUT THEN!!! ok so diluc has been sending semiregular letters to mondstadt right. and childe's fellow harbingers are like. hey childe you're checking his mail right. and childe goes no thats private why would i do that. and childe isn't paranoid but he is. very very curious. he checks the mail.

and you know the knights and diluc worked out like. a secret code before he left for shneznaya. but childe can kind of tell something is up and he sends it to like. idk pulcinella or pantalone or someone and they're like oh yeah dude this is a secret message.

and childe confronts diluc about it he goes hey!!! WHAT THE FUCK!! and diluc breaks childe's heart because like. he's cornered and he's like yeah its all true and i. well. um. but like he can't bring himself to say that he's not sorry because he is. he's learned about how lonely childe actually is and they've been bonding over that. and he feels bad because he knows he was the only person childe like. trusted on a human level.

so he takes it all back and says he'll cut communications because at this point. hes seen that childe is an absolute killer and he's very frankly. a little bit scared for his life. and childe forgives him but he's on thin ice.

at this point. childe goes freak mode. because see after he was told that the letters were encoded, he told his fellow harbingers that he was going to. you know. kill diluc. so he goes all proper beauty and the beast you can't leave our house. and diluc thinks its because he's a control freak and not because he's trying to stop anyone from seeing diluc. childe is trying to keep up the illusion that diluc is dead.

and diluc says you cant keep me locked in here forever. childe says. sorry dude. but its clear that diluc is absolutely miserable and childe is actually. he really is sorry about it. and diluc can tell he's sorry and so he's picking up on that it maybe isnt entirely childe's fault that he's trapped here. so he's not mad but he's defintely miserable. they're miserable together.

but hey. guess what. diluc's messages have stopped coming to the knights. so jean says kaeya. you have to send a letter over asking when the actual wedding party is. and also asking if diluc is like. good. youre his brother it makes sense.

kaeya sends the letter. childe goes. oh um. shit. wait hey can we just get you back to mondstadt somehow?? and diluc says PLEASE. so they have to. sneak out of the country (difficult) (the wedding was public news so people keep asking about it) (pulcinella runs most of the trains so it's kind of hard to buy diluc a ticket without him knowing). and they end up basically having to escape on foot going from town to town out of shneznaya and. here i just kind of assume that shneznaya is directly north of mondstadt so down into mondstadt.

and this whole process does it for diluc. he's like man. youre risking it all. for me. and childe says yes that is what i do :). and they end up at the dawn winery just kind of. talking. and diluc realizes that he is in fact in love with childe. like he's been trying to avoid it but it's unavoidable now and he says hey childe. can we say that the letter thing was kind of a big misunderstanding. wouldn't it be best if idk.

we got married. you know for the good of our nations. and childe says YIPEE!! HOORAY!!! he's like yeah.... for the good of our nations for sure

chiluc wedding party. theyre sillies <3

and that is how a theoretically canon compliant chiluc could still win

[cosmossystem]

Hey, I'm sorry for suddenly dumping this onto your askbox, but I just feel the need to be heard

I honestly don't care about being anti and proship at all

But... Everytime I see a post from someone who proudly calling themselves anti... It's always so scarily violent

All those posts saying "kill yourself", "deserves to die", all of that stuff

If you don't like a person or stuff they make... Just block them, mute the tags they use, forget they ever exist

Literally easier to do that than harassing the said person or making others uncomfortable with your violence tendencies

This is why some people that have "I'm an anti" or "Proship dni" have become such a redflag to me, even tho most of the time people who uses them are genuinely just good people who misunderstood what proship is

I wish this whole discourse never existed, I miss everything before 2020...

^^ this

and we feel the exact same way

like we dont have any hard stances on shipcourse because both sides have misinfo and both are wrong about some things-- like, we are firmly anti-lolisho and thats one of the things that is usually seen as "proship", but we do have "problematic" ships and we believe in SALS and are anti-censorship. so much misinfo flies between the two because no one cares about being right, they care about looking right, much like every other fake-activist (which are unfortunately common these days.)

the only reason we even care to begin with is because antis have been so violent to us about it. if you arent with them, youre against them, and if youre against them, youre a target.

it seems like theres a lot of antis in neurodivergent & plural spaces, too, which is just crazy to me, so it feels like we have to specify every time "yes, we're the proship in your DNI, just block us please."

i do wanna say that while 2020 made things worse, ive been in shipcourse + fandom spaces since 2016 and it was pretty bad back then too. like in 2016 i had an anti-ship & anti-ddlg blog and there were DOZENS of other antis in the tags -- yall remember "character-against-bad-ships" blogs? yeah. we ran several of those and had hundreds of mutuals running them as well. (im getting flashbacks to "sonic-for-real-justice". eugh.)

we Fully Converted To Proshipism (/j) in about 2018-19, so i saw how bad it was getting right before covid and honestly its never fully recovered. fandom hasnt really been peaceful since... maybe before 2016? i dont know, i wasnt there. flaming and ship wars have always been around but i honestly cant think of when all this "pro v anti" stuff started. seems like it was a slow buildup and now its just fucking everywhere.

i know this wasnt the point of your ask, but im gonna go on a tangent here because i like to yap:

i think the current state of shipcourse is caused, in part, by the fact that younger generations are getting into fandom. except, i think every time someone points this out, they get it wrong and pin it on some bullshit like "younger fans are mistaking fandom for activism/politics!" that argument sucks because that doesnt afford any empathy to the teenagers and young adults who grew up in this awful fucking political climate (including myself.) fandom IS politics to young people, because they have been aware of the state of the world since the time they could read and dont know a world that isnt inherently political in every way.

and then that brings up the misconception that fandom isnt / should never be political, which isnt true and is literally just denial of what is already happening. every form of media and consumption is inherently political. proshippers tend to be wrong about that, plug their ears and lalala until it goes away while ignoring the very political parts of fandom-- like the misogyny, racism, ableism, aphobia... etc.

and so we get stuck in the same song and dance because everyone is wrong and parrots the same disinfo. fandom is very black and white like that. its either everything is ok, or none of it is, with no room for nuance. like for instance: you can enjoy shipping the canonically-aroace character with someone and that doesnt make you a bad person, but dont pretend that doesnt have any real world implications. and so on.

anyway. thank you for the ask, anon. sorry this got really long and passionate. im very opinionated.

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[shirawords]

ive been having difficulty with the rhetoric around the i/p conflict and the genocide that the israeli state is committing rn and its something ive been trying to work through but

like. i do the 'terrified rabbit freeze' whenever i see someone referring to zionism or zionists as a bad thing that needs to be destroyed. and thats not because the government of israel doesnt need destroyed. its because ive spent so long seeing zionist and zionism be a stand in for dirty Jew that thats where my mind immediately turns

and the other reason is that i have a relationship w zionism. a very very complicated relationship, but id be lying if i said it didnt exist. the historical kingdoms of Israel and Judea are the homeland of my people. despite the many expulsions, weve never totally left. i feel a connection to the sacred land of my very place-based religion, and the reason i still feel attached to zionism as a term is because its just the anglicized transliteration of ציון, the word weve used for thousands of years to refer to the holy land. im working on that, because my connection to a word doesnt get to outweigh the harm that word has done, but its gonna take time for me to sever the connection between zionism as is exists in the political landscape and zion(ism) as is exists within my religious and cultural tradition

but the thing is. the thing is. it makes me uncomfy when people refer to Palestinians as indigenous and the state of israel as a colonizer. both of these things are objectively true, but the way theyre often phrased reads as an attempt to reject the indigeneity of Jews to Judea and cast the israeli establishment as white european colonizing interlopers. and the thing about geopolitics is that its not as simple as white = european = colonizer = bad, wherein if the oppressor is one of those four, the oppressor is considered to be all of those four. the world is more complex than that and to deny the complexity because its easy is to do a great disservice to everyone involved, including the oppressed peoples. no one will get anywhere by telling the israeli government that its a bunch of white european colonizers, because its actually a bunch of israeli colonizers of debatable and varied ethnicity and indigeneity. to actually make any progress on anything you have to start with what the thing is, not what you want to to be or think it should look like.

and now is obviously not the time for me or anyone else to be nitpicking about the goyische understanding of the interplay between Jews and the land of Judea as a historical & physical concept and the state of israel and Palestinian liberation. its just that i see the rhetoric speaking about people as if they are their government and it scares me for all sorts of reasons, not least because of the trend towards moral purity thats basically people trying to figure out who they can be mean to while virtue signalling about it.

i dont have answers and i dont even have a point to this whole ramble. i guess its just to say that im working on my internalized biases and id really appreciate it if people could try to be accurate in talking about everything

i may or may not answer any well-intentioned questions that people have. im much more likely to talk about this with Jews (or obies tbh) but well see how much headspace i have