#a promised everyday

[thesunnys1deup]

I don't know man I have nothing else to post.

Have some Mv2 because these two are literally my life source at this point, also V2 welding herself a new arm (it totally won't get stolen this time) and Merge <3

Don't come after me I don't know how to draw welding tools, I just thought "Haha looks like swordsmachine" and kept it as is.

Btw is anyone else in the process of reading 17776? Juice is literally me guys (Literally jupiter icy moons space craft)((Desperately scratching at my friends' dms like a dog trying to get them to read the silly blocks of yellow text I sent them.))

Am I a person or am I just a bunch of Juice yellow text in a trench coat.

[hijinxinprogress]

12 year old tim realizing robin’s not coming back to gotham and deciding that it’s Batman’s fault so he has to ruin the little bit of sanity and peace of mind Bruce has managed (read: struggled) to keep in his grasp:

[mephiestophyl]

When You Come Back... ♥︎

Synopsis: You just hope that Caleb won't leave you behind.

(caleb x reader, sfw, angst, hurt/comfort, pre-skyhaven departure, unestablished relationship, reassurance, physical touch, use of nicknames: pip-squeak, one use of the word "brat", Caleb is also referred to as "Gege", no use of Y/N, gender neutral reader, reader is mc, reader has abandonment issues, brief mention of zayne, reader is anxious, mention of the chronorift catastrophe, fuck you caleb for leaving RAGAGHH)

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The night before Caleb leaves for Aerospace Academy, you find yourself walking up to his bedroom door. He's finished up packing his things, double checking his luggage just in case he missed anything. He looks up as the door opens, catching the sight of you peering behind the door.

"Heya, pip-squeak. 'You having trouble sleeping?" He smiles up at you from where he's kneeling beside his things, his cheeks dimpling with fondness. The suitcase and duffel bag serve as a reminder to you that he's going to be gone soon, little stabs piercing your heart at the sight.

You realise that you didn't really have a plan of action before heading into his bedroom, too caught up in your emotions to have conjured up a conversation starter. It feels too vulnerable and intimate to expose your feelings about him leaving out in the open, but the knowledge that he was going to be gone soon won over your anxiety and drove you to seek out his company.

"Um, no.. 'Just wanted to see you, I guess."

Caleb, having manoeuvred around your attempts to deflect from the truth before, falls smoothly into his familiar role of coaxing you out of your shell. He smirks, and beckons you to sit next to him on the floor, tapping the ground with his hand.

"Oh yeah? Missing me already?" Caleb teases.

"No! I.. I just want to watch you fail at stuffing all your clothes in your bag." You accept his invitation to sit next to him, moving aside a stray tank top with your foot and taking the spot next to Caleb. "It looks fit to burst with how much you're trying to fit in there, Gege. Show your bag some mercy."

Caleb's teasing gaze melts into fondness, and then he lets out a sigh reminiscent of someone who just got back home after a long day of work.

"God, I wish I could. You don't know what that bag's been through to fit so much." Caleb shifts his gaze from the bag over to you, sneaking an arm behind your back, his hand landing gently on your hip and fitting you into the space between his arm and his side. You lean in instinctively, his warmth softening the stiffness in your body. Caleb rests his chin on top of your head and lets out another sigh, "I'm going to miss you, you know."

"I know."

Caleb huffs in amusement, "Good."

A brief moment of silence passes, words expressing things like, I'm going to miss you too, or even worse, Please stay, I don't want you to leave, remaining lodged in your throat. Hoping that your body is able to express feelings that words can not, you raise a hand to his chest and tug on his shirt. In response, Caleb lifts his chin from the top of your head and shifts slightly to look at you, letting out a short inquisitive, "Hm?"

"What are you going to miss the most about me?" You ask tentatively.

Caleb takes a moment to look at you, then slightly tilts his head up and closes his eyes, stroking his chin with his thumb in a dramatic display of pondering.

"What am I going to miss the most about you, huh? Hm..." He can't help but chuckle at your groan in response to his obnoxious posturing. He looks back down at you and pokes playfully at your forehead with his finger.

"Well, I'm certainly going to miss having a feisty little pip-squeak to tease when I'm bored."

"Hey! Is that all!" You accuse.

Caleb smiles and does his signature head pat that never fails to tousle up your hair.

"I'll only tell you what else I'm gonna miss about you once you tell me what you'll miss about your dearly beloved Gege."

You scoff at him, the momentary feeling of lightness in your heart then shifting into a heavy weight as you're faced with the reality of his soon-to-be absence. "Well... 'm gonna miss watching you do my chores while I eat the last of the ice cream from the freezer."

Caleb flicks your forehead in response, "Brat."

You giggle at his faked annoyance and shift from where you're seated against Caleb, turning around to face him fully, though momentarily missing his warmth.

"I'm also gonna miss beating you in video games on the TV, even though you know I hate when you lose on purpose."

"But you get mad at me when I win!"

You ignore his protest and carry on talking.

"I'll also really miss your cooking - especially your baking! I'm going to suffer from Gege's super special Apple Pie withdrawal while you're gone.."

"Heh, you sound like Zayne," Caleb teases.

The mention of Zayne stirred up a bitter-sweet feeling inside your heart. One minute, you two were having fun at an aquarium, and the next — nothing. He disappeared from your life without a word.

...Will Caleb do the same once he goes, too?

"Caleb..."

"Yeah, pip-squeak?"

"...You have to promise me something."

Sensing the serious undertone of your voice, Caleb pulls you closer to his lap, placing a hand on your lower back and lifting your chin with the other; his eyes an infinite well of kindness and patience that never runs dry, a hum leaving his mouth in a way that encourages you to go on.

"Once you leave, promise me you'll still message me. Promise you'll still keep in contact with me."

You think of the box hidden away in your room with a necklace that you bought using your savings, waiting to be revealed, and the message engraved on it.

"And..."

Lips trembling, you throw yourself onto his lap, his arms wrapping around you like second nature, enveloping him in a bone crushing hug, eliciting a grunt out Caleb. You take in his scent; the scent of home, baked goods, and warm hugs — safety.

"— Promise me you'll come back home. Whenever you can. Please."

A minute of silence passes, and then you suddenly feel Caleb pull you away from where you had buried your face in the junction between his neck and his shoulder. You're able to see his face clearly now, taking in his bewildered expression and furrowed brows. He cups the sides of your face with his hands, his palms anchoring you in this moment.

"Pip-squeak, of course I will. Never doubt for even a second how much you mean to me. You're my entire world, y'know?"

You nuzzle into one of his hands, a choked up whine leaving in your throat as he carries on.

"—When the disaster happened... from the moment you stuck to my side for months on end; I knew you were someone I would dedicate my life to protecting. At that time where I felt so aimless and lost and didn't know what to do or where to go �� you were there to give me purpose, a reason to keep going."

Caleb brings your head toward his chest, and you cling to his shirt like he'll disappear if you don't hold on to him tight enough. He places his hand on your hair and runs his fingers through your locks, a wave of warmth washing over you.

"So of course I'll keep in contact, of course I'll text you and call you and visit you and Gran. You don't have to tell me to do any of that. I'm always going to be with you — even if we're far apart from each other."

"Promise?" You say, slightly wavering as you look back up at Caleb, blinking through the wetness of your eyelashes, taken aback by his conviction.

Caleb lowers his head, resting his face on the top of your head, feeling his lips curl into a smile. The certainty behind his words buzzes through your skin and settles in your heart.

"I promise. I'll never leave you behind."

[yeisiko]

They are in love <3

[hot-skater-boi]

OPEN RP STARTER TW:mentions of su!cid3

You see Lucifer walk out of the bug house looking more down than usual, then you notice his necklace-not very unuasual-then you see a safety pin on it..

Definition of what it means in tags

Tags: lmk if u wanna be added or removed

@quillis-climbs-trees

@/anyone

[perksofbeingpoet]

but neil's smile is a gentle sort of sunshine, his eyes are pine honey. todd can feel his fingertips burn in his snow-soggy gloves. laughter floats across the frozen lake like the harsh cries of geese flying south, meeks and pitts throwing snow at each other, cameron trying to ice skate.

"come on, guys!" charlie is grinning, one arm still around knox. "it's finally december!"

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DEAD POETS DECEMBER

🤍 tumblr: new drabbles, microfics, headcanons etc. every single day until christmas!

🤍 ao3: oneshots or updates on a multi-chapter fic every sunday! (hopefully)

can't wait <333

[serpentface]

may i have the 10 wholly unasked for paragraphs of semen retention belief lore please 🙏

Ok

MEDICAL MODEL:

The philosophical core of Wardi medical model revolves around the universe’s primal dualism- it exists in between the extremes of Sea (cold wet dark female) and Sky (hot dry bright male). These forces are sterile and stagnant when separate, God emerged at their interacting boundaries as their synthesis, capable of creation. Life itself required God’s sacrifice of Its living spirit and the shedding of Its blood, which rendered sterile earth fertile and inhabitable and kicked of the perpetual death-rebirth flow of living spirit that maintains all life. The body is a reflection of this primordial state- it is maintained by the flow of living spirit (contained in the blood), and its core matter is an interactive mixture of primordial Hot Sky and Cold Sea, Warm in balance, with male and female physically differentiated by the presence of primordial extremes- the male has Hot testes, the female has Cold womb, the interaction of these extremes allow for creation.

(I promise this will have to do with semen retention eventually.)

Blood is understood as carrying the body’s living spirit, the animating force whose proper flow maintains life and health by balancing the body’s primordial extremes. Semen is a type of blood, given Hot nature by its isolation in the testes, and also carries the living spirit. It functions as the active seed of the living spirit. It is the Hot element planted in the Cold of the womb, the mingling of these forces allow for creation, and insemination with living spirit creates a living body that can host an immortal soul. (Wardi belief describes two souls- a living spirit that animates and maintains the body and an immortal soul that houses the mind).

Male gender designation revolves almost entirely around the testes, the Hot extreme of the body where semen is (assumed to be) produced and stored. In addition to its procreative functions, the testes are an organ whose function is to masculinize and strengthen the rest of the body. Each organ requires the proper flow of healthy blood/living spirit to function properly, and thus loss of this living spirit must be performed with great care- bloodletting in offering is highly controlled, bloodletting in medicine is carefully selected and done in accordance with balancing procedure. Since testes are regulated specifically by the living spirit in semen, semen should not be discharged with reckless abandon.

SOCIAL SEXUAL NORMS:

Cultural ideals for sexual behavior revolve around moderation and self-restraint. Sexuality itself is not demonized. There is nothing wrong with nonprocreative/nonmaritial sex in of itself (unless it is adultery on the part of a woman (male adultery is ostensibly bad too but is rarely treated as gravely), or a girl losing virginity prior to marriage, or it violates a litany of gender-sexual norms), but sexual RESTRAINT is an expectation.

Having an active but controlled libido is idealized, particularly in men. A man who is an absolute paragon of ideal masculinity has a libido, but is not ruled by it. He does not masturbate and rather seeks a partner for sexual release. He usually has a wife for this, and otherwise is capable of the patience and restraint to attain a quality sexual partner rather than finding the easiest release out of desperation. His partners are suitable to proper male interest, being good looking women or pretty beardless youths (going for 'unseemly' women or older, masculine men (so long as one performs the penetrative role) is not wholly unacceptable but suggests desperation and a weak control of libido).

This is an IDEAL and not strictly enforced- very few people will think you’re a weak failure of a man for jerking off sometimes or bragging about fucking some random tail, and hiring sex workers is entirely normalized (and will only be condemned if deemed notably ‘excessive’ and disruptive to a normal patriarchal role, or truly symptomatic of being unable to get laid without paying for it). Rather, if someone is already identified as a weak or effeminate man, ‘excessive libido’ may be cited as a cause or symptom, or rhetoric to criticize them.

THE SEMEN RETENTION:

Encouragement of semen retention/regulation stems out of both of these forces. Proper masculine social/sexual behavior encourages a limitation to discharge of semen, and medical thought deems it necessary for physical masculinization. A man who does not 'excessively' lose semen via an uncontrolled libido is thought to be physically more masculine- it is assumed to directly make the testes larger since they are Storing More Cum, but also to deepen the voice, assist in the growth and maintenance of the beard, and generally enhance strength, mental acuity, and vitality. Men are regarded as innately physically and mentally stronger than women, with the medical model slapped on as one of the means of explaining patriarchal norms (in addition to spiritual concerns of pollution and metaphysical vulnerability). Regulating semen is one of many behaviors that allows a man to stay this way.

This is also an element in why 'effeminacy' in men is linked to hypersexualization- there is an assumption that men who are physically or behaviorally non-masculine have exaggerated, uncontrolled libidos. Effeminancy or ‘softness’ in men is a failure to perform a wide set of behaviors and not strictly an accusation of receiving penetrative sex, but this is often an element- a man who receives is presumed so desperate and out of control of his libido that he will submit to debasement and shame for fulfillment (an un-masculine man who cannot be a penetrative partner could at least retain his dignity by having enough self-control to abstain entirely).

Some scholars, high ranking warriors, and politicians will (at least claim to) be functionally celibate and refrain from all discharge of semen in order to function at peak performance. This total abstinence is rare and NOT culturally mandated, and is often looked on with a little snide derision as a tryhard performance. More commonly, men will attempt to live a life with a controlled libido, and may temporarily abstain from sexual activity leading up to situations that require physical and mental acuity (combat, debate, sport, etc).

Of most concern to the average day to day person is accidental loss through nocturnal emission. While this is harmless every once in a while, it is cause for concern if it occurs frequently- your body is discharging part of its living spirit completely outside of your control, you are directly weakened by this and you don’t want this happening on a regular basis. Recurrent, frequent episodes may indicate polluted blood, or outright inhabitation by evil spirits.

The only level on which semen retention tends to be actively, directly enforced is with children. Teenage boys are typically discouraged from masturbating (especially during the early stages of puberty)- retention of semen masculinizes the body, therefore will contribute to a healthy and normative puberty and should be preserved at this vulnerable time. It is considered normal to chastise and punish a pubescent boy for masturbation. This is seen as preventing him from harming his health, and to teach him to regulate desire and exercise self control, one of many facets of shaping a boy into a proper man during this critical time. This norm does not contribute to children developing lingering psychological issues AT ALL.

Wardi traditional medicine is a holistic methodology of spiritual/physical treatment, using a base system of items (foods, animal parts, herbs, metals, stones) with Hot or Cold properties and individual Essences to manage imbalances in the body and it's blood/spirit flow and dispel evil spirits. This medical system (and related subdivisions of folk medicine) is commonly used to treat nocturnal emissions, and may also be used to lower libido and/or discourage teenage masturbation. These are largely medicines with Cold properties and noted anaphrodisiac Essence. Eels are a big one- given that eels, obviously, are sexless and emerge from river mud, their bodies are anaphrodisiacs and consumption of eel meat/eel based tinctures can lower libido (this should be done with caution, as it also lowers fertility in humans and animals). Medicines may be directly applied to the penis, this does not interfere with the intended function of the testes but subdues excess lust. Phallic amulets are worn regardless of gender and have holistic nonsexual protective properties, but may also help defend against nocturnal emission. Other medicines are worn in sachets that are tied around the hips during sleep, often weighted with lead. In very severe cases (mostly associated with other dysfunction), the penis or testes may be infected with polluted blood and should be bled.

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Tangent: If the Wardi community had reddit you would occasionally see threads like "DAE eat their semen after masturbating so you don't actually lose any?" and most responses would be "no wtf" but there would be a decent number of people going "omg yes I thought I was the only one" "I mean that's kind of weird but I guess it makes sense if you really think about it" and then one very angry commenter ranting about how, No, eating your semen DOES NOT suffice as mitigation of the loss, this is why so many boys are SOFT AND EFFEMINATE these days, the men of old NEVER jacked off and NEVER ate their own cum and had MUCH FULLER BEARDS AND LARGER TESTICLES.

[aro-culture-is]

aro culture is getting really annoyed with the relationships unit in your sociology class because the whole thing is just 100% amatonormativity.

:\

if think your teacher, professor, and/or TAs might be interested in discussing the concept, I have some idea of bringing up the topic?

I'd personally say something like, "Hi, During our section in sociology around relationships, I couldn't help but think it would be interesting to discuss how a sociological theory called "amatonormativity" might relate to these lessons. I gathered a few sources from the professor who coined it, a thesis written on it, and a law review written about the connection between it and laws in the USA. There's some connections between its use in feminist thought and in queer theories, and I'd love to know your thoughts about it. I personally was thinking of when [specific statement] was said, and how I would apply this theory. I hope it's as interesting to you as it is to me."

Coiner's current webpage: https://elizabethbrake.com/amatonormativity/

Thesis: https://vc.bridgew.edu/honors_proj/330/ (click download in upper right hand corner for the PDF, depending on the individual it may be worth downloading and sending that rather than a link)

Law Review: https://uclawreview.org/2022/06/09/amatonormativity-in-the-law-an-introduction/

[qiekzart]

day 90 drawing len (and rin and also bonus miku) until my preorder arrives

REALLY wanted to draw sparklers and none of u can fucking stop me. please be nice...

requests open! ☆ 3 in inbox

[sugarpasteltmnt]

I finally got around to reading the first chapter of your newest fic and OMG?!! IT LEFT OFF ON SUCH A CLIFFHANGER I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!

My question for you is, will this fic have a happy ending as well? (If that's in the fic's tags already I am so sorry ^^")

I hope this ask finds you well!!!

omg yes!! there will be a happy ending!!

trust me when i say i'm a huge baby. i CANNOT handle sad endings. i am a registered Disney-movie-level-weenie. anyone who's ever met me knows for a fact that i cannot handle scary things or sad things. don't worry-- no matter how sketchy of a scenario I put characters in, there will be a happy ending lol

(I do need to go through and update the tags because there's a lot of stuff i missed whoops and there will kinda be some heavy themes involved)

[deathtodickens]

Later...

Claudia: Why do you look like that, man?

Pete: I can't get this bronzer to come off.

Claudia: Did you get the temporary stuff?

Pete: Tem... porary?

Claudia: Dude.

Pete: Huh, well that explains that.

Claudia: Why do you even have it on to begin with? And so much?

Steve enters the kitchen, stops and stares at Pete.

Steve: Who won an Oscar?

Claudia laughs, pointing at Pete.

Pete: Ha ha very funny.

Claudia: It was.

Pete: Hey, leave the jokes to a professional, okay? Of which, I am.

Steve: Not at all shockingly, you truly believe that.

Pete: It's the first day of October. I'm just trying out a few costumes before the 31st, to see if I can get H.G. back into the spirit of Halloween.

Steve: I wish you were lying.

Claudia: Do we want H.G. back in the spirit of Halloween? I recall the last Halloween that she was into being a bit too spirity.

Pete: Of course, we do--

Steve: Not. We absolutely do not. Do you not remember what happened?

Pete: Yeah, we all went on an amazingly awesome adventure in the Warehouse, together, as a family. We fought off animated Halloween decorations that stalked us in the dark. Myka used the zip-line upside-down like a bad ass to save her wife from encroaching darkness. And then we blew up every light in the warehouse to level an army of murderous, soul-snatching plastic skeletons--

Steve: That took us days to clean up...

Claudia: I'm still changing lightbulbs...

Pete: --and I'm not so sure all of those skeletons were plastic.

Claudia: It was kind of fun blowing up the Warehouse. You know, in a not-destructive kind of way.

Steve: No, no. It was destructive. It was a very destructive kind of way.

Claudia: Right. Sure. But we didn't have to artifact it back.

Pete: What's another warehouse explosion amongst friends, huh?

Claudia: I mean, I do still have some light bombs stashed away in my room. Don't tell Artie.

Pete: That's the spirit!

Steve: I just want to drink hot tea, read a book, and watch the weather change from the comfort of my own bed, in my own room. Is that so much to ask?

Steve does not wait for an answer. He turns and leaves the kitchen.

Abigail enters in his place, she stops and stares at Pete.

Then bursts into laughter.

Abigail: I really thought Myka was pulling my leg when she said you'd lathered yourself up in bronzer, just to play a prank on Helena.

Pete: It wasn't a prank. It was encouragement. She loves Halloween!

Abigail: She loved Halloween. I think the soul-snatching skeletal remains of a Spirit Halloween clearance sale sucked that love right out of her.

Pete: Well. She liked my costume.

Abigail: That's not what I heard.

Pete: Then you've heard nothing but dirty, rotten lies.

Abigail: Did she seem amused when you revealed your costume?

Pete: She didn't seem entirely unamused.

Abigail arches a skeptical brow at Pete.

Claudia: What was the prank?

Pete: Not a prank.

Claudia: What was the not-a-prank?

Abigail: Apparently, when Helena questioned him about (Abigail gestures toward Pete with her hand) this, he said, very enthusiastically, that he'd been bronzed.

Claudia: Peter Jenkins Lattimer.

Pete: That is not my middle name.

Claudia: The woman has trauma!

Pete: It was inspiration!

Claudia: Fueled by nightmares!

Abigail: I don't think the woman who spent a century encased in bronze needs to be inspired. Like, at all.

Pete: That was a century ago.

Claudia: No, it started a century ago. She's barely been free for one decade.

Abigail: You do know she remained conscious the entire time.

Pete: I know she remained conscious the entire time.

Claudia: And was so fucked up when she got out, all she wanted to do was destroy the world and everyone in it.

Pete: I mean, I was there. So yeah. I do recall her attempting to, at one point in time, destroy the world and everyone in it. Thankfully Myka's hotness saved our asses.

Claudia gasps.

Pete: What?

Claudia: You did bronzeface!

Pete: What? No. That's not a thing.

Claudia: You're doing it right now!

Pete looks to Abigail.

Abigail: Don't look at me. I was born this way.

Claudia: I can't believe you did bronzeface at H.G.

Pete: Stop saying it like it's a thing.

Claudia: People from the bronze sector do not deserve to be mocked in your incessant quest for validation and frights.

Pete: They are literally criminals.

Abigail: Wow, Pete. I really thought better of you.

Pete: You know what, I'm just going to go take a very long and very hot shower until either the bronzer or my skin comes off. Whichever happens first.

Pete exits.

Claudia, laughing and calling after Pete: Hey, maybe try painting yourself blue tomorrow instead. Pretty sure none of us has ever been Smurfed.

Claudia and Abigail fall into a fit of laughter.

Somewhere between the kitchen and the upstairs bathroom, Pete retrieves his phone from his pocket and says, "Hey Siri?"

She appears.

And Pete whispers into his phone, "What is bronzeface?"

[localravenclaw]

It's a full-time job

[ifmagicexists]

i'm sure it's been said somewhere before but thinking very hard about "no man, however great, can know his destiny. like everyone he must live and learn, and so it must be for the young warlock.." like. the very first line of the entire series. explicitly said by kilgarrah to apply to merlin as well. and yet kilgarrah tried otherwise. he told merlin up front what his destiny was and tried to push him away from living through the bad things whenever possible.

and it feels like kilgarrah reflecting on everything after the fact because he thought he could change it!! he thought maybe by telling him the good stuff it could be happy this time. maybe merlin could become the greatest warlock and help arthur become a great leader and fulfil all of those prophecies and make all those great things happen but also he could kill mordred and destroy morgana and erase all his enemies and still be that great person.

except he couldn't, of course. and by telling him and trying to control the narrative kilgarrah sealed his fate; destiny doesn't allow for choices. it just doesn't work like that, and they all learned, and kilgarrah lived and learned and is left simply with that lesson: that no one can know their destiny.

[kacievvbbbb]

Love how much Luffy just isn't here for people playing with their lives and self-sacrificing.

Like yeah fight with everything that you've got, but if you go in planning to die then you might as well not go in at all cause you've already lost.

[eelektroenthusiast]

Showing off my rin doodle collection☆

(Feel free to try and find some of the song references on my door☆)

+lil mizuena doodle cus i have no energy to draw but they are finally happy and i luv them

[spinostarz]

hmmmg sketches :3