#apologies for the many parentheses

[twoheadedtulip]

Some fanart I did for my own fic! Not all that proud of how it came out (i.e. Charon's wonky ass oar lmao), but honestly not too perturbed :D (also click for better quality if you want!!)

Anyway the fic in question is linked under the cut if anyone's interested :]

Important to note that it has some nsft (very suggestive) elements! (Which is why it is under the cut in the first place, so please be wary, and don't interact if you're a minor!)

From Hip to Thigh

Ongoing/Mature/5,623 words

Dreams/Suggestive Themes/Insecurity/Charon POV

Summary:

His second dream was not like the first. All of it becoming more and more like how Hermes described the phenomenon.

A mash of colors and experience.

Of visual and sound.

He thinks he must have seen Hypnos and Thanatos in this dream, maybe his mother too. Shapes of what they might look like. Incomprehensible figures.

And there was something glowing among the mess. Something so familiar, drawing Charon to it, calling for him in that siren-like voice.

But before he could reach and touch it, the glow dissipated, and he would wake to the underworld around him.

or

Charon dreams continuously for the first time in a long time. Hermes seems to make an appearance in a number of them.

[alterouslyinlove]

so… last night i learned that my bf has liked me since around christmas break.. like. woah. i created this account when i first realized my feelings for him (probably liked him since before this but it didn’t click in my brain until later) and that was in like february. thats crazy. wow.

[trungles]

Cross-posting an essay I wrote for my Patreon since the post is free and open to the public.

Hello everyone! I hope you're relaxing as best you can this holiday season. I recently went to see Miyazaki's latest Ghibli movie, The Boy and the Heron, and I had some thoughts about it. If you're into art historical allusions and gently cranky opinions, please enjoy. I've attached a downloadable PDF in the Patreon post if you'd prefer to read it that way. Apologies for the formatting of the endnotes! Patreon's text posting does not allow for superscripts, which means all my notations are in awkward parentheses. Please note that this writing contains some mild spoilers for The Boy and the Heron.

Hayao Miyazaki’s 2023 feature animated film The Boy and the Heron reads as an extended meditation on grief and legacy. The Master of a grand tower seeks a descendant to carry on his maddening duty, balancing toy blocks of magical stone upon which the entire fabric of his little pocket of reality rests. The world’s foundations are frail and fleeting, and can pass away into the cold void of space should he neglect to maintain this task. The Master’s desire to pass the torch undergirds much of the film’s narrative.

(Isle of the Dead. Arnold Böcklin. 1880. Oil on Canvas. Kunstmuseum. Basel, Switzerland.)

Arnold Böcklin, a Swiss Symbolist(1) painter, was born on October 16 in 1827, the same year the Swiss Evangelical Reformed Church bought a plot of land in Florence from the Grand Duke of Tuscany, Leopold II, that had long been used for the burials of Protestants around Florence. It is colloquially known as The English Cemetery, so called because it was the resting place of many Anglophones and Protestants around Tuscany, and Böcklin frequented this cemetery—his workshop was adjacent and his infant daughter Maria was buried there. In 1880, he drew inspiration from the cemetery, a lone plot of Protestant land among a sea of Catholic graveyards, and began to paint what would be the first of six images entitled Isle of the Dead. An oil on canvas piece, it depicts a moody little island mausoleum crowned with a gently swaying grove of cypresses, a type of tree common in European cemeteries and some of which are referred to as arborvitae. A figure on a boat, presumably Charon, ferries a soul toward the island and away from the viewer.

(Photo of The English Cemetery in Florence. Samuli Lintula. 2006.)

The Isle of the Dead paintings varied slightly from version to version, with figures and names added and removed to suit the needs of the time or the commissioner. The painting was glowingly referenced and remained fairly popular throughout the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The painting used to be inescapable in much of European popular culture. Professor Okulicz-Kozaryn, a philologist (someone with a deep interest in the ways language and cultural canons evolve)(2) observed that the painting, like many other works in its time, was itself iterative and became widely reiterated and referenced among its contemporaries. It became something like Romantic kitsch in the eyes of modern art critics, overwrought and excessively Byronic. I imagine Miyazaki might also resent a work of that level of manufactured ubiquity, as Miyazaki famously held Disney animated films in contempt (3). Miyazaki’s films are popularly aspirational to young animators and cartoonists, but gestures at imitation typically fall well short, often reducing Miyazaki’s weighty films to kitschy images of saccharine vibes and a lazy indulgence in a sort of empty magical domestic coziness. Being trapped in a realm of rote sentiment by an uncritical, unthoughtful viewership is its own Isle of Death.

(Still from The Boy and the Heron, 2023. Studio Ghibli.)

The Boy and the Heron follows a familiar narrative arc to many of Miyazaki’s other films: a child must journey through a magical and quietly menacing world in order to rescue their loved ones. This arc is an echo of Satsuki’s journey to find Mei in My Neighbor Totoro (1988) and Chihiro’s journey to rescue her parents Spirited Away (2001). To better understand Miyazaki’s fixation with this particular character journey, it can be instructive to watch Lev Atamanov’s 1957 animated film, The Snow Queen (4)(5), a beautifully realized take on Hans Christian Andersen’s 1844 children’s story (6)(7). Mahito’s journey continues in this tradition, as the boy travels into a painted world to rescue his new stepmother from a mysterious tower.

Throughout the film, Miyazaki visually references Isle of the Dead. Transported to a surreal world, Mahito initially awakens on a little green island with a gated mausoleum crowned with cypress trees. He is accosted by hungry pelicans before being rescued by a fisherwoman named Kiriko. After a day of catching and gutting fish, Mahito wakes up under the fisherwoman’s dining table, surrounded by kokeshi—little wooden dolls—in the shapes of the old women who run Mahito’s family’s rural household. Mahito is told they must not be touched, as the kokeshi are wards set up for his protection. There is a popular urban legend associated with the kokeshi wherein they act as stand-ins for victims of infanticide, though there seems to be very little available writing to support this legend. Still, it’s a neat little trick that Miyazaki pulls, placing a stray reference to a local legend of unverifiable provenance that persists in the popular imagination, like the effect of fairy stories passed on through oral retellings, continually remolded each new iteration.

(Still from The Boy and the Heron, 2023. Studio Ghibli.)

Kiriko’s job in this strange landscape is to catch fish to nourish unborn spirits, the adorable floating warawara, before they can attempt to ascend on a journey into the world of the living. Their journey is thwarted by flocks of supernatural pelicans, who swarm the warawara and devour them. This seems to nod to the association of pelicans with death in mythologies around the world, especially in relationship to children (8). Miyazaki’s pelicans contemplate the passing of their generations as each successive generation seems to regress, their capacity to fulfill their roles steadily diminishing.

(Still from The Boy and the Heron, 2023. Studio Ghibli.)

As Mahito’s adventure continues, we find the landscapes changing away from Böcklin’s Isle of the Dead into more familiar Ghibli territories as we start to see spaces inspired by one of Studio Ghibli’s aesthetic mainstays, Naohisa Inoue and his explorations of the fantasy realms of Iblard. He might be most familiar to Ghibli enthusiasts as the background artists for the more fantastical elements of Whisper of the Heart (1995).

(Naohisa Inoue, for Iblard Jikan, 2007. Studio Ghibli.)

By the time we arrive at the climax of The Boy and the Heron, the fantasy island environment starts to resemble English takes on Italian gardens, the likes of which captivated illustrators and commercial artists of the early 20th century such as Maxfield Parrish. This appears to be a return to one of Böcklin’s later paintings, The Island of Life (1888), a somewhat tongue-in-cheek reaction to the overwhelming presence of Isle of the Dead in his life and career. The Island of Life depicts a little spot of land amid an ocean very like the one on which Isle of the Dead’s somber mausoleum is depicted, except this time the figures are lively and engaged with each other, the vegetation lush and colorful, replete with pink flowers and palm fronds.

(Island of Life. Arnold Böcklin. Oil on canvas. 1888. Kunstmuseum. Basel, Switzerland.)

In 2022, Russia’s State Hermitage Museum in Saint Petersburg acquired the sixth and final Isle of the Dead painting. In the last year of his life, Arnold Böcklin would paint this image in collaboration with his son Carlo Böcklin, himself an artist and an architect. Arnold Böcklin spent three years painting the same image three times over at the site of his infant daughter’s grave, trapped on the Isle of the Dead. By the time of his death in 1901 at age 74, Böcklin would be survived by only five of his fourteen children. That the final Isle of the Dead painting would be a collaboration between father and son seemed a little ironic considering Hayao Miyazaki’s reticence in passing on his own legacy. Like the old Master in The Boy and the Heron, Miyazaki finds himself with no true successors.

The Master of the Tower's beautiful islands of painted glass fade into nothing as Mahito, his only worthy descendant, departs to live his own life, fulfilling the thesis of Genzaburo Yoshino’s 1937 book How Do You Live?, published three years after Carlo Böcklin’s death. In evoking Yoshino and Böcklin’s works, Hayao Miyazaki’s The Boy and the Heron suggests that, like his character the Master, Miyazaki himself must make peace with the notion that he has no heirs to his legacy, and that those whom he wished to follow in his footsteps might be best served by finding their own paths.

(Isle of the Dead. Arnold and Carlo Böcklin. Oil on canvas. 1901. The State Hermitage Museum. Saint Petersburg, Russia.)

INFORMAL ENDNOTES

1 - Symbolists are sort of tough to nail down. They were started as a literary movement to 1 distinguish themselves from the Decadents, but their manifesto was so vague that critics and academics fight about it to this day. The long and the short of it is that the Symbolists made generous use of a lot of metaphorical imagery in their work. They borrow a lot of icons from antiquity, echo the moody aesthetics from the Romantics, maintained an emphasis on figurative imagery more so than the Surrealists, and were only slightly more technically married to the trappings of traditionalist academic painters than Modernists and Impressionists. They're extremely vibes-forward.

2 - Okulicz-Kozaryn, Radosław. Predilection of Modernism for Variations. Ciulionis' Serenity among Different Developments of the Theme of Toteninsel. ACTA Academiae Artium Vilnensis 59. 2010. The article is incredibly cranky and very funny to read in parts. Contains a lot of observations I found to be helpful in placing Isle of the Dead within its context.

3 - "From my perspective, even if they are lightweight in nature, the more popular and common films still must be filled with a purity of emotion. There are few barriers to entry into these films-they will invite anyone in but the barriers to exit must be high and purifying. Films must also not be produced out of idle nervousness or boredom, or be used to recognise, emphasise, or amplify vulgarity. And in that context, I must say that I hate Disney's works. The barrier to both the entry and exit of Disney films is too low and too wide. To me, they show nothing but contempt for the audience." from Miyazaki's own writing in his collection of essays, Starting Point, published in 2014 from VIZ Media.

4 - You can watch the movie here in its original Russian with English closed captions here.

5 If you want to learn more about the making of Atamanoy's The Snow Queen, Animation Obsessive wrote a neat little article about it. It's a good overview, though I have to gently disagree with some of its conclusions about the irony of Miyazaki hating Disney and loving Snow Queen, which draws inspiration from Bambi. Feature film animation as we know it hadonly been around a few decades by 1957, and I find it specious, particularly as a comic artistand author, to see someone conflating an entire form with the character of its content, especially in the relative infancy of the form. But that's just one hot take. The rest of the essay is lovely.

6 - Miyazaki loves this movie. He blurbed it in a Japanese re-release of it in 2007.

7 - Julia Alekseyeva interprets Princess Mononoke as an iteration of Atamanov's The Snow Queen, arguing that San, the wolf princess, is Miyazaki's homage to Atamanoy's little robber girl character.

8 - Hart, George. The Routledge Dictionary of Egyptian Gods And Goddesses. Routledge Dictionaries. Abingdon, United Kingdom: Routledge. 2005.

[teecupangel]

First off, I wanna say, ever since I discovered your work while scrolling down Ezio's tag randomly, I have been thoroughly hooked to everything you have written. Your work is simply amazing!

With that, I hope you don't mind me sharing an idea that's been haunting me for quite a while now.

What if Desmond reincarnated as La Volpe's son? Not biologically his son (or maybe he is but no one knew?), merely, he was found by Gilberto when Desmond was a little kid on the streets and took him in and taught him everything he knows despite Desmond clearly being a young prodigy in multiple skills as is. The man grew rather fond of Desmond, to say the least- and rather protective

(Desmond with eyes glowing purple instead of gold when using Eagle Vision anyone?)

The Thieves Guild knows Desmond (many having seen him grow up as well and befriended him) and are the ones to consider/acknowledge him as La Volpe's heir (Cub or Kit? Idk much Italian for the proper word/term for Little/Baby Fox and I don't trust Google Translate ngl) in this.

While we don't have a confirmation of La Volpe's age (doesn't help his model didn't change between AC2 and Brotherhood), I like to imagine Desmond is only a few years younger than Machiavelli when the two meet. And Machiavelli (a sort of friend despite La Volpe not liking him initially-) is trying to persuade Desmond to try his hand in some sort of apprenticeship or get him into politics even cause it's such a waste for him to remain amongst the Thieves when clearly his skills means he's destined for a better lifestyle- though, of course, Desmond's already quite an asset for the Assassin's regardless.

Would be even more interesting/amusing if Shaun reincarnated with Desmond somehow. A fellow thief (or maybe a son of a noble that Desmond tends to target- and if Desmond knows its Shaun, welll, who knows. In the end, he's still messing with him regardless) perhaps that believes he's being haunted by a familiar ghost from the past life- but that's impossible! The only ghosts (well, they're real- he long since came to terms that this isn't a dream anywas- is it hell, though? He's yet to decide) he'd had to deal with should've been the Auditores and the Templars- but then... Why does he keep seeing Desmond? (And why does he associate him with purple and even orange instead of Gold, White, and Red?)

(I apologize for the amount of parentheses in this)

(Considering how liberal I am in using parentheses myself, you don’t have to apologize for anything XD)

If you’re alright with messing up canon character’s personalities… we can make Shaun be reborn as Machiavelli instead?

And if Desmond and Machiavelli!Shaun are both around the same age, they’d be younger than Petruccio (at least 6 years for Machiavelli) which means we have the opportunity to mess with both Shaun and Desmond with this.

Because they would realize if someone was changing history if the Auditores live. By making them too young to do anything to stop it, we’re giving them the false sense of confidence that they are the only reincarnators in this story.

By the time they would both have the power and influence to change the plot, they would come to believe that the changes are butterfly effects of their own actions, not because another reincarnator is changing some things under their noses.

For this one, we’ll have Shaun try to push Desmond into going to politics because he believes that La Volpe’s son is meant to die young. That’s the only reason he could think of to why Ezio never saw him in his memories. Any antics or reactions that reminds Shaun of Desmond is simply Shaun’s mind trying to keep him from grieving Desmond’s death too much. Ezio was a constant reminder of his ‘impending death’. La Volpe’s son reminds him of what Desmond could have been had circumstances been different.

In Desmond’s eyes, Machiavelli was simply being Machiavelli. Any discrepancies between the Machiavelli his Bleed remembers and the Machiavelli in front of him is because Machiavelli isn’t treating him like he treats Ezio. Another important thing is that Desmond uses the name La Volpe gives him (your call what it is and if he has a different nickname that’s connected to foxes or a similar animal) because he knows calling himself Desmond would just make Ezio look for him.

And he was trying to stay away from Ezio because, as much as he wanted to help him, he feels guilty because the tragedy in Ezio’s life was all his fault.

To ensure he was born.

So this story now becomes two reincarnators (Shaun and Desmond) trying to change Ezio’s life, all the while not realizing each other’s true identity.

Ezio has no idea that he has two ‘guardian angels’ and is just doing his best with what he’s given XD

[atom-system]

INTRO POST

"Hello, I’m Apricot. I am the host and try to run our other blog. This is the first time I’ve let Kiwi and Aspen run a blog with me so I hope they stay appropriate." -Apricot

—NOTES->

"DO NOT send us asks about donations. Asks like that will be immediately deleted. Our patience is running short in this respect"

-Kiwi

[ all other info under cut ]

"We are all minors and some of us are asexual so please keep things SFW and otherwise appropriate. That said, me and others do swear frequently [ especially and specifically Kiwi ], I try to tag posts with swears but I can not guarantee the others will as well. Just to get this out of the way we believe we are an endogenic system [ we don’t remember enough of our life to know for sure ]. I know a lot of other beings either dislike, hate, or have mixed feelings on endogenic systems. If you dislike our existence then block. We have a lot on our plate trying to juggle school, online presence, and learning/processing disorders and we don’t want to excessively upset other beings."

"All known members of the system are queer in either a gender way or sexuality way or both. We talk to each other like siblings, aka; petty arguments and such."

-Apricot

—TAG NOTES->

//atom system// - general non-reblog tag

Another being says - reblog tag

Apricot barks - anytime Apricot talks

Aspen whispers - anytime Aspen talks

Kiwi swears - anytime Kiwi talks

[name] adds - Anytime [name] adds to a reblog

-[name] - tag version of sign off

[name] replaced with "aspen" or someone.

[ can you tell aspen is writing this, hehe ]

———————— INTROS ->

—APRICOT->

"I’m lesbian, demiromantic, asexual, and demiflux. I have a lot of labels, many I won’t list yet because I’m still questioning. I apologize if I’m not very coherent in my introduction, I tend to info dump and ramble. I use bug/paw pronouns as of right now, you may use he/they but I heavily prefer the first set. I have pretty bad anxiety and a lot of other undiagnosed mental and physical disorders.

[ potentially ADHD, Chronic Fatigue Disorder, Autism, and probably more. I am not diagnosed though, I only say this because of what I’ve been told by non-professionals ( with these disorders ), what I’ve read in my hours of research, and tracking my own behaviors ]

We know this is a lot to read, sorry, you’ve still got two to go haha ,:]. I hope you like it here, take care!"

-Apricot

—ASPEN->

"Aspen isn't ready to do this yet. That said I will use the older writing I did for bug"

"She/bug. Lesbian & demiromantic. Most positive of us. Bug tries to keep the peace between us. She brings a lot of shifts but they are less likely to cause dysphoria. [ bug is basically the little happy kitten/puppy ] We think bug is the reason why we feel shorter when coping or happy. Bug fronts when we’re happy because it feels better. Aspen is our source of positive coping habits. It’s probably bug’s fault we have so many creative hobbies.”

-Apricot

"me and apricot and very similar. so much so that sometimes we'll think apricot is fronting when its actually me. our chronic fatigue and light sensitivity is worse when i front though. "

"oh by the way, aspen doesnt really want to introduce bugself. :3 ill just say that i use all lowercase and never use apostrophes and stuff. we all use [] for parentheses."

-aspen

—KIWI->

"I’m Kiwi, fuck pronouns, my name changes whenever I want. I’m bigender and aromantic. You can use it/its if you want to but I really don’t care." -Kiwi

[into-the-fraymotif]

Can I get a combo of a Thief of Heart and a Bard of Blood?

Additionally, only if you want to of course, how about a full team attack of a Mage of Void, Page of Time, Theif of Heart, Bard of Blood, Maid of Space, and Heir of Mind?

Wow, super interesting combo! I will do the team attack also, but that one's going in the queue solo. This, and several other Blood/Heart/Rage destroyer/thief/manipulator combos are what I affectionately call "Partybreakers", because much like a Classpect verbiage, they'll [break the party and break through the party]. Using your allies as weapons is just as viable for attacking the Target as using weapons on your allies is when Partybreakers are involved.

Transe de Troubledour

Thief of Heart [one steals and steals through emotion, essence, and the self] + Bard of Blood [one who allows the destruction of and invites destruction through bonds, connections, and sacrifice]

Transe (French for Trance; a half-conscious state characterized by an absence of response to external stimuli, typically as induced by hypnosis or entered by a medium) + Trouble (difficulty or problems) + Dour (relentlessly severe, stern, or gloomy in manner or appearance) + Troubadour (a composer and performer of Old Occitan lyric poetry during the High Middle Ages; troubadour songs deal mainly with themes of chivalry and courtly love. Most were metaphysical, intellectual, and formulaic. Many were humorous or vulgar satires)

The Thief begins by ripping out the Target's soul. Yup, we're going quick with this one. The Bard's powers weaken the bond between the Target's soul and their body, allowing the Thief to remove it smoothly. The Thief takes the Target's soul into themself, gaining some of the powers and vague self-y nonsense that is attached to the soul (whatever it is doesn't really matter because it's gone so soon). The Bard severs the ties between the Thief and the Target, ensuring that the Thief doesn't keep any of the memories, identity, or affiliations the Target once had, leaving the Thief with just the Target's essence (perhaps resulting in a temporary shift in Classpect or strife specibus, and definitely resulting in a stat boost). This severance will come at a cost to the Thief, but that won't matter for a hot sec. The Thief and Bard then go through and pummel the Target's allies (With Bonus Bard Boosts (TM) (Yes this will be a recurring bit (No I'm not apologizing (Yes this is getting out of hand (No I'm not apologizing (Yes, if you count the close-parentheses and ignore the smiles, it will line up (No I'm not apologizing :) ) :) ) :) ) :) ) :) ) :) ) :) ) by allowing the destruction of the late Target's connection to their very-much-but-not-for-long-alive allies). After the attack sequence, the Bard's abilities will have deteriorated the bonding of the Target's soul to the Thief, and the Thief's hold on it will have weakened to the point where the soul is returned to the Target, with all of the damage and fatigue the Thief sustained hitting them all at once, ending the Fraymotif.

Now, that assumes the Target isn't resistant to the soul-stealing, and it works first try. Some enemies are too powerful for that, so in those cases, it might go down something like this:

The Thief would attempt to steal the Target's soul and fail to do so. The Bard would then try to use their abilities to weaken the bond between the Target's body and their soul to make the Thief's job easier, but there's no guarantee that would work. In such a case, the Thief would have to take little bits at a time. With one attack, they may take a bit of consciousness. With another, some feature that builds up the Target's Classpect (a Sylph's self-assuredness, a Mage's perseverance, an Heir's laid-back attitude, etc.). The Bard, during this, would be able to damage the Target's allies' loyalty to the Target via their powers of "letting things go to shit." As the Thief removes more and more Aspectual Heart from the Target, the more Mind is unhindered (very much like the more Light is stolen from a subject, the more Void is left; or the more Rage is stolen, the more Hope remains, etc.). So, the Target may grow more focused and rational as this continues, which would be a problem if not for the Target's allies being entirely fed up with all this bullshit. The Bard, totally strategically and intentionally, causes the Thief's grasp on the Target's qualities and emotions to fail, knocking the Target off-balance by the sudden return of all their passion and characterization. The Bard, seeing all this go down, may elect to abscond from the fight, leaving the Thief alone and unable to properly steal more of the Target's Heart. The Target, understandably, would be irrational enough to try and go for the hapless Thief, and equally understandably, would be irrational enough to not recognize that their allies have turned on them. The Bard, through attempting to sacrifice the Thief, has actually offered the Target as a sacrifice to their no-longer-teammates, and allows them to do the work of attacking each other while the Thief gets outta there and probably goes to slap the Bard (or kiss?? idk ur party dynamic so don't let me stop you from living your best life) or something like that.

Partybreakers are very silly and fun and not at all volatile or dysfunctional (nightmare nightmare nightmare /pos), fun for the whole party!!! :))))

[disaster-cryptids]

Host's main account (link)

Lizzie's blog that he doesn't even use/lighthearted(link)

Pronouns.cc (link)

I made this account so everyone can do shit. I don't know when it's gonna be used or if it'll be used at all, but yeah. This blog may end up being mostly system oriented.

Introduction

Introduction

we are the Disaster Cryptids, a P-DID system. Our origin doesn't concern you, and we have strayed away from origin labels in an attempt to salvage the host's sanity. With that being said, we support all systems regardless of their origin(s) and how they function.

We will use a tagging system if all of us keep up with doing so, but will always sign off a post by name. If multiple people pitch in, we will try to make it clear who said what. Said tagging system will use emojis. Here's what each tag will look like (minus the names in parentheses). We're still figuring out a good way to go about using this tagging system, so apologies for any inconsistency as we navigate through this shit lol.

Tagging System

Tagging System

🕷️(Allister)

🌺(Angel)

🦌(Alastor)

🎸😇(Adam)

🐌(Eden)

🕯️(Fierce Deity)

😇(Gabriel)

🐕‍🦺(Host, many names)

⚔️(Huxley)

♾️(Infinite)

📺(Intruder)

🌻(Juniper/Link)

🧨(Knuckles)

🐺(Link)

🐍🍎(Lucifer)

🪲(Lizzie/Cade/Cadence)

🎸(Michael)

🦇🩷(Rouge)

☠️(Red)

🔧(Robotnik)

💥(Surge)

💎(Sonic)

🎺(Sans)

🎭(Sal)

⚫️(Shadow)

⚡️🔩(Tails)

🐇(William)

Extra:

❔(blurry: no idea who said this)

🗑️🔥(Legion: more than one person takes credit/is speaking)

We don't have a DNI, rather we will be enforcing a "you will be blocked on sight" list as that is more effective: System exclusionists, queer exclusionists (yes, pissing yourself about lesboys and mspec lesbians is exclusionary), TERFs and SWERFs, anti self diagnosis fucks, and general dumbasses/bigots. Save yourself the time of screaming at us for whatever reason you may have, please and thank you.

[eating-the-inedible]

OH GUYS

I am NOT in fact broken up with by someone i'm not even dating!! I'm in a QPR now even??? like. whaaaaaaaat??? (<-no idea how i pulled this off)

the weekend+monday has been deleted

and we had a talk about feelings and what we want from this

and we even made ourselves a little contract (it's a list) so there's no confusion on what we are comfortable with

we have a Yes column (including things like hugs, cuddles, and pokes)

a No column (which includes pet names (for now) and apologizing and running away (which my QPP put "i'm looking at you ella" in parentheses))

and a Maybe column with only one bullet which is "biting 😂" (yes the emoji is included)

im really happy

and i can't help but think about how many problems my blorbos would solve if they just sat their asses down and had a conversation about what they want

to which i must note—anytime i had an important question to ask but for some reason felt too self-conscious to say aloud, i wrote it down on a post-it note and handed to them to read (we were snuggling during this conversation) and then we'd discuss out loud after the question was out there. I found it very helpful

my point with that is, if the blorbos can't just sit and talk, the least they could do is sit and write/read notes. like. (OFMD S2 Kinda Spoiler below cut)

we all saw how much of an effect stede's letter had on ed

so much so that he angry shouted "YOU WROTE ME A LOVELY LETTER!"

and i stand my belief that the letter helped

anyway. idk how i turned this from a "hey turns out im not dumped, in fact im now in a QPR" to "my blorbos need to communicate" to "now im having emotions about gentlebeard and the finale again"

[gentrychild]

Hi hello Gentry! This is the parentheses apology ramble anon here to delve a little deeper into a thing you pointed out

You mentioned there was probably something else going on that caused the universal collapse, and 100% I agree on that. And am gonna make what is probably a deep cut to an old animated show that likely has nothing to do with it to sorta. Explain thoughts.

So, obviously the footage we get of everything falling apart isn't exactly clear (something that I hope we get to better) but the way things were happening didn't really seem quite like the normal glitching we'd see from dimensions crossing. Though it did remind me of something I'd seen a good while ago. (Probably not intentional and I'm just red stringing it but, digression)

See, there's a decently old show called Avengers Earth's Mightiest Heroes. It was on DisneyXD, really enjoyed it. And there was one story arc that centered around Kang the Conqueror. It started out in the future with everything all hunky dory and all that but then things started to go wrong. These huge distortions started appearing, consuming everything, people buildings you name it. Someone even gets caught in a distortion and then yanked out and is left unstable because of it. And we learn later that this is a butterfly effect from something that happened in the past.

And now, again, this is just out of left field grasping at strings stuff, but the distortion that took over the universe that Miguel jumped into looked a lot like what was shown in the show. And it's making me wonder if perhaps what happened was a *time* break, entirely unrelated to our guy being there. Which would again, tie into the idea of correlation and causation being conflated. Grief turning into self-loathing, and then projected as misplaced rage. (Which. Grief does funky things to you boy howdy)

Of course everyone who's from a different dimension didn't get affected by it because realistically they're anchored to an entirely different time stream (which is why the spideys were fine).

Anyway these are sort of half finished thoughts and theories, but what I really want to see is if that universe still exists physically and what shape it's in if so. So many questions and plot threads to play with

Sorry I took so long to answer, I didn't have the brain power.

I completely agree with you on the fact that it makes far more sense for a whole dimension collapsing because someone messed with the past, erasing people and a whole civillieation from the timeline, than because Miguel took the place of someone else. Especially as technically speaking, Miles took the place of Spiderman and nothing happened.

It's especially likely as the first movie showed that people brought by the collider don't appear at the same time, with Gwen appearing two weeks before the explosion.

[innomined]

Fanfiction One Piece...

In this fanfiction the Queen will lose weight

Characters: Kaido - Queen - King - Jack - Black Maria - Page One - Ulti - Sasaki - X Drake - Who's Who - Orochi - Komurasaki (Hiyori)

Protagonists: Queen - King

Relationship genre: Yaoi

Relationship: King x Queen - King x Kaido

WARNING Forbidden for children under 18 Chapters containing: Foul language - Rape - Sex - Violence - Murder - Drug abuse - Alcohol

WARNING: I'm not English, but I tried to translate my fanfiction as best as possible to give other people the chance to read it too. I know there will be mistakes and I apologize in advance. I hope you like the fanfiction I wrote and illustrated even though there are spelling errors.

ATTENTION! FOR A BETTER UNDERSTANDING, BEFORE READING THIS FANFICTION, PLEASE READ THE GRAMMAR RULES THAT I DECIDED TO ADOPT WHEN WRITING THE TEXT: - When the text is below (round brackets) it indicates: the third person description of what is happening. It can in fact describe: what a certain character is doing, feeling, hearing or seeing, but the description can also extend to the surrounding environment and the appearance of another character; - When the text is in «quotation marks» it indicates: the character's thoughts (not expressed verbally); - When the text is under {curly bracket} it indicates: either a memory, or a dream/nightmare or something that a certain character feels in their mind. For example, the name of a character that the character in question is thinking about may appear and their voice may be heard (example= Queen: What was it that idiot told me? (She put her hand on her chin trying to remember) {King: Be careful, there's a sleeping "Sea King" over there, if you wake him you could get into trouble} Ah! Now I remember!); - When the text is under [square brackets] it indicates: a specific characteristic to recognize one character from another (mainly used for secondary or unknown characters); - A character's dialogue is indicated without any grammatical checkmarks and the character who is speaking is indicated before the dialogue line (example = Queen: Hey! I'm talking to you!). As long as the character's name does not change, the dialogue line following the description in parentheses is always spoken by the same character (example: King: What do you want?! (His expression was so mean) Can't you see I'm doing something else!?); - The "H"s are used to emphasize the sound a character makes when he or she feels scared or surprised, the more "H"s there are, the more scared or surprised the character is at that moment (example = Queen: HHH!!! Oih! You scared me!); - CAPS are often used in dialogue to indicate that the character speaking has a loud voice or is shouting, but they are also often used to emphasize thoughts or facts in descriptions. LEGEND (AGE TARGET): 🟢: Chapter suitable for all age groups; 🟡: Chapter with violent or sexual content but still quite sober; 🔴: Chapter prohibited for minors under 18; ⚫: Chapter prohibited for minors under 18 containing images that could offend the sensibilities of an adult audience. That said, I wish you a good read 📖.

*Stay with me*

CHAPTER I

TARGET AGE: 🟢

Journey to a Dream, Grandorchestra

Uta's concert had ignited people's spirits, but above all, it had fueled the determination of most of the singers in the world. The most competitive singers began to organize concerts, talent shows and tournaments to see who was the best exhibitionist singer. Among the most famous performers present at Grandorchestra, the largest talent show for singers ever organized, there were Marina Napole, Gild Tesoro, Brook the "Soul King" and many others. Among the most popular participants there was also him, the scientist of the pirates of the Hundred Beasts, Queen the Plague, who had had many problems with the "registration and many troubles from his colleagues who forbade him to go and register due to the many work commitments that being one of the three Calamities in the service of Kaido entailed.

After the many insults in bad taste from King, Jack and all the Tobi Roppo, Queen had the idea of ​​challenging those damned words of shit... Nobody took him seriously when he said that he would become too popular if he lost weight

Queen: But it's my dream! I'm a singer! I want to have my chance too!

King: No, Queen! Life here in Wano is not a game! There are so many things to do and you wouldn't even make it into the top 20 judging by your looks! So there's no point in going to that damn talent show!

Queen: Why?! What's wrong with my appearance!?

King: (He sighed exhaustedly, putting a hand to his forehead) Jack, please, talk to him, I'm losing my patience

Jack: You're fat, brother... In those talent shows, unfortunately, they also look at whether you have a nice ass, muscles and boobs, if you're a woman... in short, having a sculpted body is fundamental... something that you don't have

Queen: HOW DARE YOU! I'm a very handsome man! Aren't you guys!? (He turned to the six smaller figures, the Tobi Roppo... confident he had their support)

Black Maria: OH-!? (She remained silent to contain her acidic response)

Sasaki: HUH!? (He was shocked and couldn't tell him the truth)

Page One: Well- Y-yes? Well (He didn't know what to answer since he knew Queen would be angry at his negative answer)

Who's Who: I wouldn't say so (He whispered under his breath)

X-Drake: ... (There was an awkward silence before a female voice broke the quiet)

Ulti: YOU ARE A BALL OF LARD! UGLY AND BALD!

Queen: WHAT THE HECK!?!?!?! (Her eye sockets shattered the lenses of her goggles as her mouth opened so wide that her jaw hit the floor)

King: See? You'll never amount to anything with that flab hanging around everywhere... Now forget it and get back to work... you'd only tarnish our good reputation.

Queen: I'll show you who isn't COOL!!! If I just lost weight and grew my hair I'd be even more handsome than all of you put together... Even you King

King: Phew! Dream on!

Jack: Sure, right! AH-AH-AH!!! Who are you trying to fool?! It would be a miracle if I lost just one kilo! Let alone hundreds!

Ulti - Page One - Black Maria - Sasaki - X-Drake - Who's Who: GAH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH!!!!

Queen: GRRRH!!!! «YOU DISGUSTING BASTARDS! We'll see who laughs last! I'll be so beautiful it'll take your breath away!»

Queen, driven by his big ego and the desire to shut those assholes up, wasted no time in asking Kaido for permission to go away for a few months to get back in shape and participate in Grandorchestra. To everyone's surprise, Kaido accepted Queen's request, was permissive towards him, letting him sign up and agreeing to the request to let him leave Wano for a few months

Kaido: Mh... If it's your dream, it's no problem for me, Queen, I will accept your request if after the conclusion of this talent show you return to your position, after all it's only a few months, right?

King: «What!?» (Smoke came out of his ears, not understanding why Kaido had given him permission)

Queen: (Her eyes lit up with approval) Yes, Kaido-sama! You can count on me! I'll be back better than ever!

Kaido: And please, at least try to get among the first... make us look good (He gave him a thumbs up, happy for the determination he was showing)

Queen: YESS!!! (She clenched her fists and raised them to the sky... tears of joy were flowing from her strange glasses. Afterwards, she bowed to Kaido and made a face at King who was looking at him murderously)

The next day he left with his ship reaching an island with a hellish climate... There were unbearable temperature changes: freezing cold, scorching heat, freezing wind and hail... It would have been torture to spend two whole months there under stress, but Queen had to show everyone how fascinating her appearance could become if she wanted... and then it was necessary to win at Grandorchestra, she couldn't return empty-handed, she had to at least come third if she didn't want to disappoint Kaido's expectations

Queen landed... the ship would be her home for the night, she would have to get food by herself defying the rules of that island... it would be difficult, but the results would come

The scientist had everything he needed in the cabin: vials for the skin, for hair care... the stretch marks would not appear and her blond hair would grow strong and shiny

Queen: «Here we are» (She looked at the terrible place and slowly walked down the flight of stairs of the ship to set foot on the dusty ground... Now all she had to do was start her training)

Two months later, the agile muscles of someone who had lived a life of survival were clearly visible on Queen's body... all the fat had vanished into thin air, leaving room for smooth and firm skin... the vials had helped, not even a single stretch mark had appeared on the luminous flesh and her hair was thick and soft, worthy of a woman cared for in every detail

The scientist looked at himself in the mirror and a dazzling smile formed as he observed his new sculpted body... he seemed at least 20 years younger than he was, no woman could now ever refuse a man like that and King, perhaps, would have felt that dirty envy)

Queen: Oih oih... my moustache doesn't look good with this new slim body anymore (She took the razor blade and carefully shaved off her long moustache) There you go... Grand orchestra, I'm coming! (She smiled wickedly and when she finished coloring her lips with her dark lipstick, she went on deck to lower the sails, it was time to leave that hell and show everyone the new Queen)

It didn't take long to reach the talent show location, he had left in the morning and by evening he had already arrived at the appointed place. Queen showed the registration and...

Counter Operator: Are you?

Queen: I'm Queen, also called "the Plague", I sent my application two months ago

Counter Operator: EEH!? Y-You're Queen?! (He checked the wanted poster but the man looked nothing like the photo)

Queen: Mmh... (He looked at the guy at the counter impatiently and meanly and then thought:) «Of course I've changed, but I haven't become unrecognizable» (Well, Queen didn't realize it, but in reality he was... He sighed) Here are your documents (He put the identification documents on the counter and then, impatient and tired from the journey, he entered the theater before the man could even say anything else to him)

Counter Operator: (He quickly read her ID and was paralyzed knowing it was indeed Queen "the Plague") It-it really is him! But how did he do it?!

Queen was then escorted to his room... the night passed and the next day everything was ready for the big event... and at the stroke of 9pm the stage lit up

Host: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! IT'S A PLEASURE TO HAVE YOU HERE TODAY! WELCOME TO THE FIRST INTERNATIONAL TALENT SHOW WITH SINGERS OF ALL KINDS COMPETING! (The theater was packed and the screams of the people echoed in the large room) THE ARTISTS ARE ALREADY FULL OF ADRENALINE! AND THEY CAN'T WAIT TO SING THEIR WONDERFUL SONGS TO YOU! BUT WHO WILL BE THE WINNER OF GRANDORCHESTRA?! WELL! FASTEN UP YOUR SEATBELTS BECAUSE NONE OF THE PARTICIPANTS INTEND TO GO HOME EMPTY-HANDED! THIS EVENING A NEW STAR WILL SHINE! LET THE SHOW BEGIN!!!

The show began and the artists performed one by one... There were exceptional singers, others terrible... but none had an enviable body like Queen's... time passed and now it was almost time for the turn of the Pirate Superstar of the Hundred Beasts and when the presenter called his name...

Host: AND NOW OPEN YOUR EYES PEOPLE! YOU ARE ABOUT TO WITNESS THE MAGNIFICENT... QUEEN "THE PLAGUE"!!!

Audience: YES!!!! (They were excited and eager to see the next artist)

Queen: «Okay, it's my moment» (He walked slowly towards the stage, covered from head to toe, he was hooded and covered by a large dark cloak... for the occasion and to give a surprise effect he had specially procured that item of clothing and it was fantastic to imagine what effect it would have on his colleagues when he took it off) «Now you'll see»

Meanwhile, in Onigashima, Kaido had given the order to everyone to watch the show projected by the snail cameras in the square, he had everything set up for his dear subordinate Queen... Many were full of energy and couldn't wait to hear their scientist

Queen's concerts had been missed in Wano and many pirates had been bored drinking without music at parties

The other two Calamities were next to the emperor, sitting listlessly on black thrones and from their looks they didn't seem very excited at the idea of ​​watching their colleague's performance, they knew it would be a flop. King, unlike Jack, had become so tense and nervous in those two months, he didn't want to admit it but the lack of Queen had made his days extremely boring and monotonous... He missed her a lot and the awareness of suffering was humiliating. Watching Queen through a screen, for King, could only make his situation worse

King: GH! Why do we have to watch this farce? That bastard will only make us look like shit

Kaido: Oh come on! Don't be so pessimistic, Queen may not be very pretty to look at, but he's very good at singing... I have good expectations

King: (He huffed and rolled his eyes as he rested his cheek on his knuckles)

Jack: Here he comes- huh? (He immediately noticed the large cloak covering Queen's entire body and couldn't help but wonder why he was dressed like that) But what did he put on?

King: He's still the same show-off, don't mind him- (A loud, enthusiastic laugh drowned out his words)

Kaido: WOH-ROH-ROH-ROH-ROH!!! GO QUEEN!!! (He was so happy to see Queen on stage, if his scientist would win at Grandorchestra, it was an important title to give to his crew)

The music began to ring in everyone's ears and before Queen could utter the first verse of her song, she flung her dark cloak aside to show off her beautiful new body... The audience was mesmerized for a moment and soon a roar of cheers came in response. In Onigashima the general reaction of the audience was not much different

Kaido: OHH!!!? (He froze for a moment, his face in disbelief... that was- QUEEN?! Well! He had to admit, she had done a masterful job with her body) WOH-ROH-ROH!!!! (He burst out laughing, clapping euphorically)

SCRISHHHH!!!

A crystal glass fell from a black leather-gloved hand... it was King's.

King: HHHHHH!!!! (His breath caught so much that he almost felt suffocated... It was the first time his eye sockets had popped out like that... It wasn't possible... Who the hell was that gorgeous man with the fabulous behind?!) W-WHAT-!?

Jack: EEEH!!!!?? (He rose from his throne staring at that gorgeous face projected on the white cloth... And to think that he wouldn't give him a cent... he couldn't believe it) OH WOW!!!

Tobi Roppo: EEEEEH!?! (They were all shocked and amazed by Queen's new beautiful appearance)

Queen: MUH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH!!! (She laughed out loud, winking at the ladies in the audience in the theater before starting to dance and sing with that ringing, powerful voice that gave you goosebumps) Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom... (Her moves were so sensual now and that soft, voluminous hair was floating wildly, it seemed like it was dancing with him)

Queen continued to perform among the thousand colored lights that painted his body a thousand different colors, he was wild and the women in the front row were in the grip of hormones as they leaned towards him to touch him

Women: AAAH!!! QUEEN!!! MARRY ME!!!

Queen: Sorry... I can't... but I'll sing for you all... OH YEEAAH!!!

The audience roared in ecstasy, and for Queen, hearing all those people cheering her name made her heart explode with pride... it was so electrifying to be so popular... The praise was like a great drug and she always wanted more.

Queen: «OH YES! YES!!! It's me!!! I'm the best!» (He continued his song, letting himself be carried away by the vortex of those beautiful emotions... And finally he concluded with a flourish, doing a pirouette on himself and growling the last melodious word loudly) IS FUUUNK!!!!

Audience: YES!!!! (A thousand cheers echoed as roses, panties and bras began to fly from the stands)

Queen: OH!? (He blushed a little as he smirked grabbing one of the bras that had just landed on his head) IT'S HOT! MUH-AH-AH-AH! Thank you! I thank anyone who listened to me from afar... (He looked with an evil grin at the snail camera knowing that those who had made fun of him were intent on watching... He then waved and before he stepped off the stage) and... a kiss to all the ladies (He put his fingers to his lips and then blew a kiss that made every woman swoon)

King: GHH!! (His eyes turned murderous and his teeth nearly broke from how much pressure he was putting into clenching them) «But how is that possible?! How the hell did he do that?! No! It can't really be him! It's not!» (He stared at every person in front of him, everyone was cheering and exuding joy from every pore, was he the only one who was so damn upset and worried?

He stood up from his throne, his patience running out)

Kaido: Oih King? Aren't you staying to see the end? Queen has a good chance of taking home the victory

King: No (He stared at him darkly, not wanting to be left watching a stranger pretending to be Queen) I've seen enough (He turned his back and walked away)

Kaido: Oh!? (He shrugged and continued watching the talent show with the others)

When all the contestants finished their show, the prizes appeared on the stage.

Host: GOOD PEOPLE! WE HAVE FINALLY REACHED THE END OF THIS FANTASTIC EVENING! ALL THE ARTISTS PRESENTED THEIR BEST SINGLE AND EACH OF US VOTED! INSIDE THE ENVELOPE I HAVE IN MY HAND ARE THE NAMES OF THE FIRST THREE PLACED! BUT WHO WILL BE NUMBER ONE?! THE ONE WHO WILL TAKE HOME THE TITLE OF BEST SINGER IN THE WORLD?! WELL, IT'S TIME TO FIND OUT!!! THE WINNER OF GRANDORCHESTRA IS...

The drums rolled incessantly, but finally the announcer called the winner's name as a cascade of golden confetti fell and scattered everywhere.

Host: QUEEN "THE PLAGUE"!!!

Queen: OHH!!!? (His eyes lit up, confused, still couldn't believe it)

Gild Tesoro: What?! NO!!! That title was supposed to be mine!!! (He looked at Queen angrily... how was it possible that Kaido's scientist had surpassed him in the singing field!?)

Host: DON'T BE SHY, MR. QUEEN! COME UP AND COLLECT YOUR AWARD!

Queen: Ah-ah!!! (A crazy and amused expression appeared on his face as he realized that he had done it... He had won Grandorchestra! It was a dream come true!) MUH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH!!! OOOHH YES!!!! YEEES!!! (He climbed the steps and then raised his arms to the sky triumphantly) I AM THE WINNER!!!! (He heard the people shouting his name as the thousand applauses filled the air with glory... Oh fuck! He was so full of adrenaline! Wonderful! He didn't expect that being so popular could be so great... The award ceremony staff gave him the flowers and the big golden trophy... Queen wasted no time and raised the big shiny award towards the snail chamber shouting full of euphoria) KAIDO-SAN!!! I DEDICATE THIS VICTORY TO US!!! TO OUR WHOLE CREW!!!

In Onigashima square a victorious roar rose from the audience, all the pirates cheered and shouted his name in a sign of esteem.

Kaido: WOH-ROH-ROH-ROH-ROH!! (He laughed out loud proud of his subordinate, he knew he wouldn't disappoint him... he raised the glass full of sake and before he could gulp it down, he shouted) TO OUR QUEEN!!!

All the pirates: FOR QUEEN!!! (They raised their glasses to the sky in a happy toast and then danced in celebration of the victory)

King: GH! (He turned towards the noise, sensing the enthusiasm of the pirates still in the square... had that "Queen" really won? He couldn't believe it) Oh my God (He put a hand to his forehead, sensing the discomfort that that victory would bring) And that was it! (He didn't want to face that situation and who knows how much confusion would be created when that bastard returned to Wano... But there was another thing that was troubling him: the mere thought that that might not be the real Queen, scared him... was it possible that only he had that damned doubt? How could that charming man be the ugly Queen he had known?)

If you are too impatient to wait for the other chapters here is the link where you can read the next chapters (But you have to translate them with "Google translator" since it is written in Italian)

I hope you enjoyed the fanfiction...

See you soon... Innomined ❤️

[unmeisenshi]

Time to be cring. This chapter has a...

SONG

The lyrics will be in big letters. Also, since some of the lyrics are in Spanish, I provided a (rough) translation. Regular lyrics will be open (while the translation is in parentheses right below the original lyrics).

This was also kinda rough for me to write, so I apologize if it's all over the place. It's my first time writing a big ass party happening.

The camp cheered as the fiesta commenced. Traditional Spanish music played as food and drink was passed all around. Many of the Pokemon went to give their thanks to Enrique for everything that he was able to do for them. Audie began dancing near a lantern, the bright confetti reflecting the light and making him look like a disco ball.

Björk kept herself busy, helping to pass the food out so everyone got their share. She spotted Solaris and Florence sitting further away from the group, and she flew over with two plates. “Here. There’s still a lot to go around.” She held out two plates of cake.

“Thank you,” both said at the same time, taking the plates and beginning to eat. After taking a few bites, Solaris looked up. “This party… It’s…”

“I know…” She sighed. “It’s odd to be celebrating someone’s death like this, but… It’s part of tradition. Part of Enrique’s tradition. We celebrate and honor our fallen every year. This is no different.”

Solaris nodded. “I see… I’d… Never think to do something like this for someone who is dying or has died…” He stopped to chuckle. “It’s a neat tradition… Makes death seem… Not all bad…”

“It’s because it isn’t. Thanks to Enrique… We’ve learned to not fear death. It’s a time to grieve, but also to celebrate the wonderful life of the one that passed.”

As the three continued to chat, Enrique stood up and clinked his glass. The talking, laughing, and music all stopped as all eyes were on the Quaquaval. “Everyone… I want to thank you all. For your hard work. For your dedication. For putting your trust in me to take care of you when you lost everything. We may not be related by blood… But you are all my brothers and my sisters. You are my family. And I appreciate every. Single. One of you.”

The entire camp applauded, with some Pokemon beginning to whistle. Some were concerned as Enrique’s voice was beginning to get raspy. After the applause died down, he continued. “Now… I know it’s cliché… But I want to give you all one final performance. To send you all off… And to send Team Destiny on their way.”

The camp murmured as Enrique was given a microphone. “Also I want to do this because I’m just a little bit buzzed.” He added, garnering some chuckles. After some time to set up, Enrique looked down at the band. “La Copa, por favor.” He said, turning to face the crowd. Everyone looked on in anticipation, and Enrique took a deep breath before shouting, “La Copa, amigos!”

The camp began to cheer, and clap to a beat as Enrique began to sing, and the horned instruments began to play.

Do you really want it? (Yeah!)/Do you really want it? (Yeah!)/Do you really want it? (Yeah!)

Enrique posed as the music began to build up, and the camp began to dance.

Go, go, go! (Go, go, go!)/¡Alé alé alé! (¡Alé alé alé!)/Go! (Go!)/Go! (Go!)/Go! (Go!) Go! (Go!)/Here we go! (Yeah!)

The band then erupted into a samba theme and tempo, and Enrique began to shake his chest and dancing as well. He spotted Björk in the crowd, and gave her a wink.

The cup of life, this is the one/Now is the time, don’t ever stop/Push it along, gotta be strong/Push it along, right to the top

He posed and flexed his arms as he sang, then began to dance once again:

Como Caín y Abel/Es un partido cruel/Tienes que pelear por una estrella/Consigue con honor/La copa del amor/Para sobrevivir y luchar por ella/¡Luchar por ella! (Yeah!)/Do you really want it? (Yeah!)

(Like Cain and Abel/It’s a cruel match/You have to fight for one star/Go get it with honor/The cup of love/In order to survive and fight for it/To fight for it! (Yeah!)/Do you really want it? (Yeah!))

Enrique once again began to shake his chest and rear, and began to wave his hands in the air.

Here we go!/¡Alé alé alé!/Go, go, go!/¡Alé alé alé!/¡Arriba va, el mundo está de pie!/Go, go, go!/¡Alé alé alé!

(Here we go!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!/Up it goes, the world is on its feet!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!)

The horned instruments played the opening melody once again before Enrique continued

La vida es competición/Hay que soñar ser campeón/La copa es la bendición/La ganarás/Go, go, go!

(Life is a competition/You have to dream to be champion/The cup is the blessing/You will win it/Go, go, go!)

Enrique then began to back up slightly, as he motioned for the crowd to go with him

And when you feel the heat/The world is at your feet/No one can hold you down if you really want it!/Just steal your destiny/Right from the hands of fate/Reach for the cup of life ‘cause your name is on it!/Do you really want it? (Yeah!)/Do you really want it? (Yeah!)

The Quaquaval then walked back forward while shaking his chest and rear once again.

¡Tú y yo!/¡Alé, alé, alé!/Go, go, go!/¡Alé, alé, alé!/Tonight’s the night we’re gonna celebrate/The cup of life/¡Alé, alé, alé!

(You and I!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!/Tonight’s the night we’re gonna celebrate/The cup of life/Go, go, go!)

The band then went into an instrumental breakdown as everyone continued to dance, sing along, and enjoy themselves. Solaris found himself entranced by the Quaquaval’s dancing and singing, surprised that he could still move and sing as well as he did. The music then grew quiet to allow a reprise

The cup of life, this is the one/Now is the time, don’t ever stop/Push it along, gotta be strong/Push it along, right to the top

Enrique paused for a moment, looking down to the crowd and smiling as he jumped into the crowd to begin dancing with them

Como Caín y Abel/Es un partido cruel/Tienes que pelear por una estrella/Consigue con honor/La copa del amor/Para sobrevivir y luchar por ella (¡Sí!)/¡Luchar por ella! (¡Sí!)/¡Luchar por ella! (Yeah!)/Do you really want it? (Yeah!)

(Like Cain and Abel/It’s a cruel match/You have to fight for one star/Go get it with honor/The cup of love/In order to survive and fight for it (Yes!)/To fight for it! (Yes!)/To fight for it! (Yeah!)/Do you really want it? (Yeah!))

The musician then built the best up slowly, getting the camp excited as Enrique began to shake his chest again.

Here we go!/¡Alé, alé, alé!/Go, go, go!/¡Alé, alé, alé!/Tonight’s the night we’re gonna celebrate/The cup of life/¡Alé, alé, alé!

(Here we go!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!/Tonight’s the night we’re gonna celebrate/The cup of life/Go, go, go!)

Enrique then held his hands up, throwing one, then two, then three fingers up

Un, dos, trés/¡Olé, olé, olé!/Un, deux, trois/Allez, allez, allez!/¡Arriba va, el mundo está de pie/Go, go, go!/¡Alé, alé, alé!

(One, two, three/Hey, hey, hey!/One, two, three/Go, go, go!/Up it goes, the world is on its feet!/Go, go, go!/Go, go, go!)

The music and dancing continued, with Enrique ending in a pose and cheering

Do you really want it? (Yeah!)

The camp cheered and made room for Enrique to exit the circle, turning to face the camp. “Amigos… Thank you. I wish I could be with you all to the end. But there is a threat… A threat that this team here is going to stop! Give them your full support!”

The camp then erupted into applause, beginning to gather food for the team. Enrique then took a deep breath. “Okay. Take me to Zappa… It’s time.”

[powderrblue]

so i was asked to describe the little Fucked Up Blorbo that i have made out of post escape rainbo. i spin he in my brain Constantly so here's some thoughts. some of them are older things but i'll try to add new stuff too :D

to me they trust charlie and sneeg with their life. and any semblance of normal they had before showfall is eventually Gone because they somewhat balance out the codependency charlie and sneeg have but the way the other two functioned before ranboo came along also becomes a part of them too because sneeg and charlie don't know any different. and after showfall they're all fucked up in so many different ways that some days all they can do is hold onto each other. because even if they hate each other they don't have anything else to fall back on.

and in my head i have a specific look. they have prosthetic eyes and hearing aids and the whole thing from the box. i am wanting to draw it very badly but it's been difficult because i don't know how bad the scars are gonna be around the eyes yet. not to mention the other scars but YUH

(there's gonna be more silly thoughts in parentheses btw because i am Silly with a bit of Whimsy but. post escape ran especially with the aforementioned design. he give such cozy vibes to me. like. sweaters and hot chocolate and woods. don't mind me it's the delulu cabin au using me as its puppet speaking its words)

but back to Angst. i probably said this before in another post but. when sneeg and charlie have days where they fucking hate ranboo he will literally curl up in a corner if that's what it takes to get himself out of their sight. and whether or not charlie gives a halfhearted attempt to defend them when sneeg yells at them it still sticks in their brain and they end up believing him if they didn't already.

and when sneeg and charlie fight they stop it as well as they can. they know they can still try to keep the two from clawing at each other and they do even if they get hurt in the process. they try to comfort the two when it's over. and sometimes when they try to stop the two from fighting it makes them spiral because deep down they don't know what to do or how to help or if they're making a difference in the end. and sometimes they get overstimulated during it and it takes one of the other two leading them outside and reminding them none of them are fighting for their lives and that charlie and sneeg do care about each other even when they act like they're on the verge of tearing each other apart to make him calm down.

they hate wearing masks but they still do when they can tolerate it because they know there's literal holes in their face. and even though they can't see it they hate that charlie and sneeg do. (i also have my insane au where niki tells them they look pretty and they just straight up cry. i might talk about that one later because it's part of my delulu cabin au and i love that one with my whole heart)

and to me they cannot stand anything to do with spaghetti-like noodles because it reminds them of the filter showfall put over them literally digging through charlie's organs. and it's bad. like full on breakdown bad. and charlie doesn't remember it happening so neither him or sneeg know what's going on.

in my head all three of them are so so so emotionally unstable but ranboo is in the quietest way out of the three. they aren't the type to break into fights or yell or ignore the other two the way sneeg and charlie would in their respective ways. with ranboo every time charlie sits them down to genuinely ask how they're doing they cry. when sneeg stops one day to apologize for saying they deserved the box they tell him not to be sorry for telling the truth. they hate showfall with their entire being because charlie and sneeg didn't get to see the sun for their entire lives and they don't realize that anger is there until they're up at three in the morning sobbing because they thought about it a little too hard. to me they could spend a whole day spiraling and sneeg and charlie wouldn't find out.

(side note another au i think about is one where randy eventually escapes and finds rgb trio. i love this one again because both the randy and ranboo interactions but also i enjoy the guitar headcanons implementation. the one where randy eventually gets a house and the kids are there with him. they find a guitar and randy tunes it for ranboo so they can play it, yada yada. continuing on that however in this au to ME ranboo keeps on picking away at it and eventually gets really good. and ough. i love this one so bad)

ough anyways i'm just really insane about them. i might reblog with more because sadly i have said a lot of this before. i will be probably more insane later when i have more time LMAO

[reverieaudios]

are we allowed to just send random bullshit ? i hope we are because your characters give me many thoughts im going very insane and i apologize in advanced on how LONG this ask is gonna be compared to others because its probably just gonna be my barely filtered rambling its late at night man idk .

like . ive nicknamed cyril cereal and dion dawn dish soap ( silly story , some of my friends saw me agonizing over a little concept design i was making for him and under his name i put “dish soap” in parentheses because yeah and my friend read it as “die on dish soap” and that turned into “dine on dish soap” (( would dion drink dish soap …????? )) so now hes just known as the dawn dish soap guy among my two friends that witnessed that 😭 )

while im being an idiot im just gonna spew my other random thoughts here:

analog horror creatures in your universe except its literally just the mimics fucking w everyone . ( i love the crosspoints so much hello can i eat it can i eat the lore please just all of it tbh not just the crosspoints personally i think itd be very scrumptious )

kanes name just reminds me of kane pixels . i just like imagining him staring at a computer like “how to horror how to backrooms etc etc” its probably not in character whatsoever and also thats two in a row about things that are kinda horror related

the crosspoints image kindalooks like something that could be in omegamart tbh ( did i mention how much i love the crosspoints ? i dont think i mentioned how much i love the crosspoints yet . i will eat those hexagons . /j ) . like itd be animated and very cool floor or something ( even if it might not fit in with the omegamart lore it just … the vibes . it gives . )

also cyril is so real for having marina and the crane wives in his playlist i love the crane wivesUHH anyways thats it i think

im . so , so sososososo sorry for the length of this i just needed to get these thoughts out of my head ( nobody shouldve ever let me think thoughts . im like that “full of soup” meme but its “full of mixed fandom shit” ) aNYWAYS HAVEANICEDAYyouresocoolbtwiloveyourcontentKBYEE

This made me grin so much you have no idea lol

I feel like in it's normal, labled container, Dion probably wouldn't eat it. But you know how some people will put their dish soap in more aesthetic bottles that could pass for oil or vinaigrette bottles? I could see some getting tasted on accident. Just a lil taste.

And my background is actually in horror, so I'm loving all these references lol

Thanks for writing all this out and sharing your thoughts, it makes me so happy to know you're enjoying what I've made!

[slocumjoe]

usually when people apologize for something being long its like...two paragraphs, but i admire that you actually come through on that

I personally lay hexes on people who post very long text blocks without a readmore, so I did have to go through and just copy+paste so I could put a readmore. Also, I italicized quotations/parentheses and italicized+bolded+colored the names, as I usually do, just because it’s easier for me to read. sorry for like, hijacking your stuff

anyway, @dontletyourchildrenwatchthis’s band au

Sole: is the director of the band. It’s more of a community band that they formed up after being medically discharged from the marines. Always wanted to be in a concert band/have their own band, and was in college for music education before enlisting due to financial disparities. Allows anyone and everyone who has a passion for music to join, and is a very open and free director, does their best to be friends with everyone in the band so the members don’t just see them as a director. Has even reached out to many people (some of the companions) to join. Though they’re fun, they take the band very seriously. If someone doesn’t take the band seriously with their commitment/dedication they very firmly ask them to consider their involvement. Does their best to help out anyone in need (practice, transportation, etc). Does their best to put together community concerts to raise funds for charities or funds for the band so they can travel/have music or instruments. Will put together specific pieces to show allow people to show off their skills.

Cait: I think she would be a trombone player. She used to be a trumpet player throughout grade school, as it was one of the only escapes from her abusive home life. After school practices, concert nights/trips, spending time in the practice rooms after school to avoid going home. Though it was originally a tool to escape home, she grew to love playing in a band, the support of her director and the friends in her section/bandin general. Though, when she was in high school her parents stole her instrument (which was loaned to her by the school since she couldn’t afford one of her own) in order to buy drugs. This made Cait very understandably upset, and it caused her a lot of trouble since the trumpet belonged to the school, so she wasn’t allowed to play anymore despite it not being her fault. She never forgave her parents for that, and without the support of the band, and her lack of stability at home caused her to fall off, much like her parents. Drugs, fights, etc. It took several years of her life, but after one-too-many arrests, she was forced to join NA (narcotic anonymous), and saw a flier for Sole’s community band. She wanted to pick up trumpet again, but too many fights ruined the dexterity of her hands, but Sole helped her pick up trombone, since it doesn’t require finger movements, and since she had past experience with a brass instrument, she didn’t have to learn an entirely new embouchure, just adjusted it to the new instrument. Being in the band has helped her stave off any relapses, as she knows Sole relies on her to be the principal trombone player, and she’s also grateful of all the help they offered her when she was at one of her lowest points.

Curie: I think she would primarily play violin, but her eagerness and desire to learn has caused her to attempt to pick up just about every other string instrument. Though, her primary job as a pharmacist already makes it difficult to dedicate a ton of time to the band, which has caused her much grief and has even caused a minor break-down, because she wants to dedicate herself to your band, and wants to learn so many new instruments. Sole, doing their best to be a good friend and director, allows her to learn on the donated instruments they’ve gotten, or the few they've bought and restored themselves. This allows Curie to try a new instrument every few concerts, which involves months of learning while they practice the new pieces. So far, Curie has picked up viola, and cello. Though, Curie is more than happy to play the violin if Sole really needs her for a specific piece or two.

Danse: Is also a veteran, in fact, it was through the service that he met Sole. They were under his command for the first few years of their service before being transferred to put their skill elsewhere. He was medically discharged after a mission went wrong. Danse entirely blames himself, because he believes it was his decision making that led to the deaths of his entire team, sans himself for being in power armor, despite the fact that his mission was doomed from the start. He completely lost his self-confidence and his purpose in life after his injuries made it impossible for him to rejoin the service. He reconnected with Sole at a veteran association, where they told him of their band. Sole offered Danse to join, as there were a few other veterans from the community in. He refused at first, since he didn’t know how to play a single instrument, but reluctantly accepted their offer to be taught one. I had a bit of a hard time choosing which instrument he would play, since I think he would be either a french horn or euphonium player. Sole let him try out both, and since I’m more partial to him playing french horn, that’s what I’m gonna go with him choosing. Being in Sole’s band has helped him regain his self confidence, and has given him a purpose. He is a dedicated and quick learner, which has made learning the instrument very easy for him, though he has a tendency to over-play when practicing. He was also a little hard to get along with at first, since he treated his section like a unit of soldiers, barking orders and sharing his not-so-nice opinions towards players who weren’t as dedicated as he thought they should be. Though,after a meeting with Sole, he became more mindful of his behavior. Speaking of Sole, he is extremely proud of them, growing into a leader/director/teacher, as he remembered how they were when they were first under his command years ago.

Deacon: Deacon is adaptive, and loves to move around, which is why I think he would be in percussion. He is a sort of jack of all trades, knows how to play most instruments that involve mallets, drum sticks, chimes, etc. If it involves a stick and something to hit, he’s on it. This may involve him having to move around to different instruments throughout a concert or even in a single piece, but he’s got it under control. He moves so fluidly and quietly you sometimes don’t even see him transfer instruments. He is just suddenly playing when he comes in. He can even play piano in a pinch, though he isn’t a fan of being that close to the edge of the stage, so far in the front of the band, which is why he is particularly fond of percussion, because they’re in the back. He is sort of hidden back there, that’s something he very much vib(raphone)es with. He will also lightly make fun of Sole for the faces they pull while directing after practice/concerts. He has even made faces back in the middle of practices, which has caused Sole to get distracted more than once, to which they will lightly scold him afterwards.

Hancock: Saxophone. When I think of Hancock, I think of smooth, really mellow and slow jazz. He is an amazing player, but prefers slower songs, songs that don’t require much technicality or any strong concentration/practice. He is a very lax person, not much of a fan of hard and rigid genres of music. He much prefers jazz, pieces that have interpretive solos/duets up to the players. I think at first he didn’t take the band seriously, would occasionally not show up for practice and a few concerts, because he either didn’t care or got too high (more than just weed with this guy, he does harder drugs usually). After Sole had a talk with him though, he initially quit. He originally joined the band because he liked how fun and free Sole was, and how loosely they managed the band. When Sole had that talk with him about needing more dedication from him to be in the band, he initially was upset, believing that went completely against the “freeness” of the band. But, he very much missed playing for Sole’s band, and worked out an agreement with them. He helped Sole form a full jazz band, which was much more lowkey, and comprised a smaller section of the band, purely for those that wanted to play full on jazz pieces. The smaller band had less practices and would usually play 1 or 2 pieces at the end of a normal concert. Out of respect to Sole’s dedication to the band (and to Cait’s triggers) he no longer shows up high, and doesn’t not mention his drug use/habits during meetings.

MacCready: I see Mac as a violinist as well. He played throughout most of grade school, but had to drop out of school when he accidentally got his girlfriend pregnant. He had to drop out of school and drop the cello in favor of working to support himself and his son. His girlfriend’s parents thankfully watched Duncan while Mac went to work, but that stopped after his girlfriend died. They blamed it on him, and in a way, he blamed himself too. She had been on her way back to her parents when she was in a car accident, which she unfortunately passed away from. This resulted in Mac almost falling apart. It was a really tough time for him, and became even harder when Duncan became seriously ill. This is how he met Sole, through one of their charity events. Sole’s charity raised a ton of money for the families of sick kids, helping them afford treatment. Once Duncan got better, Mac felt like he had to thank Sole personally. This is where they offered him to join the band. He was hesitant at first, since he had very little time as it is, and thought he needed to find extra childcare for Duncan, but Sole encouraged him to bring Duncan to practices, and has even helped him with childcare, offering to watch Duncan for free while Mac was at work, and Sole even started teaching him how to play piano. It was very difficult for Mac to make friends as a single father, especially since his girlfriend died, but joining the band has given him a chance for friends, even some around his age with kids of their own.

Nick: When he was younger, Nick was a very good trumpet player. Though he hadn’t picked it up in many many years by the time he met Sole. As a retired detective that suddenly had a ton of time on his hands, he looked for ways to occupy himself. He heard about Sole’s band through the paper, and when he read that it was an open community band that required a little more than light commitment, he pulled his old trumpet out of storage and showed up to practice. Though it took some time to get used to it again, and after a few cleanings and tune ups, he was back to the star trumpet player he had been back when he was younger. Though he makes jokes about how difficult it is to keep up with the younger members, he is constantly impressing everyone with his range and speed. Nick has taken a very strong liking to Sole, due to their kindness and dedication to the band and the members of it. He tries to take them under his wing, helping them manage the band and concerts and charities and everything else. He worries Sole will overwork themselves, much like he had during his job, so he offers his help where he can, and reminds them to take breaks, both physically and mentally.

Piper: Played the flute and also picked up the piccolo throughout grade school, though it was more of a hobby and hadn’t played either since high school until she joined Sole’s band. She found the band while reporting on it during one of the charity events Sole put on, and liked what she heard so much she decided to pick up her hobby again. Her being a journalist for the local paper has its benefits, because she will write articles about the band, upcoming concerts, etc (she may or may not include how beautifully the flute section played, and write about how one unknown flutist in particular played so beautifully, it moved the crowd to tears). Her contacts and connections through her job have elicited larger donations for the band and the charities it supports, but has also gotten them very prestigious concert opportunities. Piper herself is a wonderful flute player, and since her job requires a lot of typing, technical pieces where her fingers are flying over the keys are her specialty.

Preston: Clarinet and assistant band director. Also a veteran, and was in an army band before his enlistment contract ended. He enjoys marches the most, but is also a fan of jazz pieces, which has allowed him to explore his confidence a bit more with all the interpretive pieces. Joined Sole’s community band for his love of playing clarinet. He offhandedly mentioned wanting to learn how to direct to one of his section-mates, to which Sole had heard and taken seriously. He was extremely unconfident throughout his life, especially in leader roles, but has slowly grown much more confident under Sole’s direction. They will switch out during concerts, with Sole picking up their own instrument and joining the band while he gets to direct. Sole has involved him in deciding the theme of the concert, picking out songs based on what strengths the band had/things they wanted to improve. Sole even handed the reins entirely over to Preston so he could coordinate his own concert and direct it entirely on his own. Preston has excelled with directing, but has unfortunately fallen victim to Deacon’s light bullying over his “director faces”.

Strong: Strong is a huge man, in every way. There aren’t many big-person friendly instruments besides the tuba, though he still manages to make the tuba look small. Strong had a somewhat rough upbringing, and very rarely had kindness in his life. So when he meets Sole, someone who is genuinely kind and does their best to offer help, not only to the members of their band, but their entire community, Strong is immediately transfixed. He has not known kindness like Soles’s someone who just gives it out, whether or not the person deserves it. And according to himself, he was not worthy of kindness for the things he’s done. As an ex-con, he struggled greatly to find places that would accept him, which is only strengthened by the way he looks. Big, intimidating, mean. But Strong is also kind at heart, and only wants to learn how to be able to give his kindness instead of the cruelty given to him and expected of him. When he heard of Sole’s band, he really wanted to join, but didn’t even know how to play a single instrument, though that has never mattered to Sole. They offered to teach him some instruments, starting with the tuba since it was the easiest for him to play, size wise. But then someone donated a harp to Sole, hoping they could put good use to it. Strong was mesmerized by the beautiful and large instrument, and was the first to volunteer learning it for the band. He fell in love with it instantly, to the point where Sole gave him an extra key to the practice room so he can come in and practice when he pleases. Sole does their best to find pieces that include harp, but Strong still plays tuba when needed.

X6-88: Growing up, his guardians brought him up playing piano. He was forced to play the instrument for the majority of his life. Practices almost every day, concerts, school band, church band, etc. His guardians were very strict, and didn’t let him quit or have any of his other hobbies. They told him he was made for piano, he had a gift. He was naturally quite good at it, and through the rigorous routine and harsh punishments of his guardians, he excelled at it. A prodigy, if you will, winning competitions, playing in state, etc. He even got a scholarship for a prestigious music school for it, and he went through with it because that was what was expected of him. That is where he met Sole. The college was near their community, and they were looking for students wanting to play in concerts, as many college music students were constantly on the lookout for opportunities like that. He took Sole up on their offer, because he knew it would be expected of him were his parents there. He did his role perfectly, playing piano, but Sole was able to pick up that it wasn’t something he particularly wanted to do. And it was through Sole X6 was finally able to explore different hobbies, different interests. Sole also helped him gain the confidence to stand up to his parents, accept that he was his own person, an adult at that, and that he could choose his own hobbies and interests. He changed his major in college and has decided to pursue an entirely different degree, but he still plays in Sole’s band as their pianist. Now that he was able to pursue his own interests, he found that he did like piano, and was now playing as a choice instead of an expectation.

[hsvh-hp]

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Yay, I was tagged in something that I actually maybe have something worth participating in the game for (my apologies to anything l've been tagged in before; I'm a very boring person, I'm sorry 😭)

Thanks for the tag @indigo-scarf :)

The first one is my only active WIP, the rest are my ideas pile for later. Some I name right away, the ones in parentheses aren’t yet:

(DM5)

The Beating Heart of Rome

Where All Knowledge is Hoarded

The Muggle in the Child

A Knot in the Roots

Pet Monsters

(Snack werewolf)

Twilight Eternal

(Lucius and Arthur fucking with Vernon)

Justice, Absolutely

The Garden of Theseus

Useful Idiot (note: not HP)

I tag @citrusses, @lettersbyelise, @omgkatsudonplease, @oflights, @pl0tty, @valoale, @kittenjammer

[7habitsofhighlyeviceratedpeople]

your post bashing the anon who requested mpreg feels a little bad… idk the gender(s) of that anon, but a lot of trans men and masc-presenting people love breeding and/or impregnation as kinks (and many opt for pregnancy irl quite seriously that’s unrelated to kink or fictional plots etc). just doesn’t sit well with me for you to judge that publicly in the way that you did. :(

of course you’re not obligated to write anything you don’t want to, but maybe don’t judge it so harshly like it’s some unheard of, crazy concept.

edit: real tldr it’s better lol. so sorry if it came off that way, i deleted the post if that helps bc i did actually get a dm from a mutual saying that it was actually them who sent it and i feel bad even tho they thought it was understandable bc they literally used such down bad language which idk j kinda made me giggle lolol i thought it would upset someone and i even asked in my discord if i should post it bc i didn’t wanna seem like i was “bashing” them bc i am obviously not i think you’re taking this a little too far. i am literally a trans male and i thought abt that while laughing abt this but i feel like it’s kinda obvious what i was laughing at that. there’s no like “just for friends” feature so i thought not tagging it and showing it was lighthearted and non judgmental/shaming was enough but ig not. i can post my own asks if they make me uncomfortable or laugh or whatever and i made it very obvious i wasn’t shaming and that the post was lighthearted

btw it literally was a screenshot that said “chat :/“ like the “chat is this real” meme bc i can’t stop saying that and then in parentheses a disclaimer abt how i am not shaming bc i think you’re allowed to be into whatever you want and i wouldnt have posted it if it wasn’t anon. sorry again if i offended anyone but i seriously think this isn’t a big deal and ppl need to lighten up a lil i’m not making fun of anyone or kink shaming i am laughing abt an ask IN MY OWN ASKS that someone decided to anonymously ask knowing it could be posted. mpreg is fine but i’m gonna have a lil laugh i’m sorry, the person who sent it isn’t offended and i apologized it offended anyone but i didn’t do shit wrong and i even asked for input in my discord if i should post bc i was scared i was being mean. literally was meant for like the 5 ppl who view my untagged posts i literally do not care what ppl are into and i am not “publicly bashing” anyone.

TLDR: og post was a lighthearted joke and an ask that made me giggle cause of the way it was written, clarified i wasn’t kink shaming and apologized twice in the post. asker is a moot and isn’t hurt and says they understand bc the way they typed it was kinda down bad lmfaoo (which was what i was laughing at) and i’m annoyed bc this person is taking this a little too far and acting like i’m being transphobic and kink shaming when they coulda j dmed me saying it hurt their feelings/has the potential to hurt feelings ! (which i knew and i felt bad typing it and that was very evident in the post but cmon man let me have a lil laugh)