#bio digester bag

[teal-fiend]

content: f prey, pred pov, unwilling vore, digestion

you're hanging out with your friend, and their friend who you've only just met.

this person is small, maybe the size of a raggedy anne doll. She's not a tiny, but she's a way away from being a regular sized person.

You're feeling a little bit hungry, but when your friend offers you something to eat, you refuse.

and so you talk for a while, the three of you. you learn this new person studies bio, going for a masters, and she does bug taxidermy - you forget what she called it.

it gets a little less awkward as the conversations progress, you get used to each other and then your friend goes off for a bathroom break. leaving the two of you alone.

it's quiet for a moment, something sits in the air.

your stomach lets out a deep, prolonged growl. you excuse yourself. she laughs self-consciously, and tries to say something to you, but you're already on the move.

you act swiftly, and make sure you get her head in your mouth quickly, and by the time she can make a noise, her voice is muffled by your throat.

you feel her struggling with your throat muscles, and it almost activates your gag reflex, but you ignore the ticklish, irritation, and swallow. You have to use some force, as you don't usually get prey this large. You swallow hard, feeling the prey make gradual progress down

there is a very real sinking feeling in your chest. it's immensely satisfying, you take one last big gulp, then you follow the sensation as your hungry stomach is suddenly filled with a bounty of a meal.

You can watch as your belly swells out as the prey finds itself at it's last destination.

you look down at your mid-section curiously. If you tighten your core, you can make your body look relatively non-suspicious. Just a bit of an outward curve. But if you relax, it's easier to see how full you look.

You look pretty stuffed. Like you've just had a big dinner. You feel your belly cutting into your pants, which now feels too tight.

you look over to the empty chair where your prey was sitting before you decided to eat. Her jacket is still on it, and her bag is still on the floor. You belch loudly, it catches you by surprise.

You don't really know where to go from here. it was a spur of the moment decision. You feel the person kicking your gut, which is a funny feeling. you've never had prey so big - usually it's barely perceptible, but this is noticeable. It doesn't hurt, but you can definitely feel when she tries striking your stomach walls.

watching carefully, you can notice your belly move on it's own, as she pushes against your skin. You notice lumps and slight bulges appearing and she moves inside your stomach. You laugh quietly at the realisation. you've never been able to actually see your prey wriggling in your gut before. it's kind of satisfying, or engaging. but it's also a bit much; you've never had food that puts such a strain on your stomach.

you scratch your belly, thinking about it. it's kind of uncomfortable, how full you feel. You feel a little groggy, maybe a nap would help.

you run your hands over your stomach, feeling how taut it is through your shirt. Yes, time to rest, and get all this digested.

You lie down on you friend's couch, and rest your hands on your tummy, feeling the prey's body just under your skin, and feeling the grumbling of your stomach as it gets to work.

--

Your friend comes back in, apologising for taking so long

they start to say "hey, where's (x)?" but they stop when they see you up close.

as you turn over to get up, your stomach sloshes and gurgles, you burp again.

"I thought you said you weren't hungry"

"I wanted to have room," you explain, as you pat your full stomach.

your friend is probably mad at you, but you feel smug about the situation. You know they'll understand - you can't help your instincts, and they shouldn't have left a predator alone with a perfectly edible prey.

"I thought you two were getting along"

You shrug, "eh..."

your friend mutters something under their breath, frustrated. but you just yawn, stretching your arms above your head, feeling the contents of your stomach bubble as you move.

"okay, time for you to go home."

You try to make them feel bad for kicking you out, but they don't seem to care. You find yourself on their doorstep. it's cold outside, but your full belly will keep you warm. You sigh and start your walk home. walking is good for digestion, at least. probably for the best.

[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - My Brother's Best Friend Part 1/4

I wrote this one at like 4 am 😅

Summary - Reader rencounters her brother's best friend and the two of them hit it off quite well.

Enjoy!

Five years at university. Non stop studying, no coming home for Christmas, Easter or any other holiday. Despite all of this no one in your family had the courtesy of picking you up from the airport. Instead they sent for somone else, a stranger, your brothers best friend, Ruben.

"Y/N, you grew!" He exclaimed, when he finally pulled up to the sidewalk where you stood. He hadn't recognized you the first time he past you with his car. You had to shout his name the second time.

"I did and one day I'm gonna grow old and die."

He chuckled.

You threw your bags into the backseat of his car, settling down in the passenger seat beside him.

He was practically like family, Ruben. He and your brother had been inseprable friends since they were kids, making you the annoying third wheel.

"Only two bags?" He frowned.

You shrugged. "I'm only staying for the weekend."

"For the game?"

You nodded.

It was the first time Ruben and your brother had been allowed to represent their country in a international game. Although it was only a friendly your mother begged you to take a break from school to come down and watch it. Everyone else in your family was coming, your aunties, uncles and cousins. All coming to support your brother. You were a bit bitter that none of them had come to visit you at school before, although it had been five years since you moved.

"You hungry?" Ruben asked, once you got on the highway.

"Does your family still own a restaurant?"

"They do."

"Then I'm very hungry. A broke student who usually lives off cooked ramen can never say no to free food."

Ruben chuckled. "I would have paid for your meal even if it wasn't from my family's restaurant."

"Well thanks." You blushed.

Pulling up to Ruben's family restaurant, they all greeted you with open arms and painful pinches of your cheeks.

"Look at you!" Ruben's mother gasped. "How skinny you've become. Pãi, make her something to eat, fast!" She took a second look at you. "With a lot of meat in it!"

"I'm actually a vegan."

"You are?"

"You are?" Ruben repeated.

"Is that okay?"

His mother's expression mellowed. "Of course sweetie. I'll inform Ruben's father, see what he can do. We don't have alot of vegan opinions on the menu though."

"I'm sure anything will be fine Mrs Dias, thank you."

"I didn't know you went vegan?" Ruben said, the two of you sliding into your dining booth, sitting on the opposite side of each other.

"Sometimes I think it's the reason my family doesn't invite me to family gatherings anymore."

"That's horrible."

"I'm sure it's not the case." You protested, seeing the expression that came across his face. But in reality you had no idea.

"A plant based diet is good. I do it all the time." Ruben said.

"Eat vegan food?"

"Yes. Especially before a game. It's hard to run an average of 12k a game with a giant steak digesting in your stomach."

"Huh?" You muttered.

"What?"

"Defenders run 12k a game, you sure about that?"

Ruben threw his napkin at you but missed.

"I'm just saying." You chuckled. "I don't remember you as very agile to run."

"Or jump, or sprint..." His sister came by to take your drink orders. "Don't you remember Y/N, Ruben was a very chubby kid when he first started playing football. He would either play defense or goalie, those were his only options." She laughed.

You held your tounge seeing the deadly stare Ruben was giving his sister.

"Can we order our drinks now?" He grunted.

"Yes, of course." She brought out a pen and paper. "A water for you brother and what will you be having Y/N?"

"A coke?"

"A coke it is. See brother, get yourself a girl that isn't afraid of a few calories."

Ruben rolled his eyes as she left you to it.

"So... you only date girls with diet only in their bio's?" You teased.

"It makes things easier." He shrugged.

"Easier how?"

"Well, she won't complain over my strict diet, will she? Or force me to eat carbs two days a week?"

"Ohhh, poor Ruben is scared of getting little chub back on his cheeks?"

Another napkin was thrown your way, forcing you to duck this time.

"What about you?"

"What about me?" You said, throwing back his crumbled up napkin.

"Don't you think you'd be doing guys a favor by mentioning that you're vegan in your social media bio?"

"Nah, I like to see the look on their faces when I surprise them. My ex boyfriend thought my reason for going vegan was because I hadn't tried meat before, which resulted in him taking me on food truck spree. His idea of a good date."

"It would've been a great idea." Ruben objected. "I know alot of great food trucks with amazing vegan options. In fact my friend drives one. I could take you there if you're ever up to it this weekend?"

"That would fulfill your dreams, wouldn't it Ruby?" His sister said, making her stop with your drinks.

Ruben's silence was evident that he didn't enjoy the sudden interruption of your conversation.

"Do you remember that time he and your brother forced you into that shopping cart and pushed you down the hill?"

"One of my fondest memories." You said. You ended up breaking your arm that day.

"Well you should have seen the look on his face when he ran to tell our parents what happened. They were furious, but Ruben was inconsolable, which made all of us feel bad for him."

"Inconsolable how?"

You didn't rembering beeing told Ruben's side of the story before. Your brother on the other hand, told you how he had been by your side until the ambulance came, terrified of what your parents would say once he told them that he's killed you.

"Hasn't Ruben told you?" His sister frowned.

"Carolina, please " He sighed.

"He cried all night, begging our parents to take him to the hospital to go see you."

"Really?" Your eyes widened.

"Yes. He even cried at the hospital seeing your little body all patched up in the hospital bed. I thought it was cute." She said, patting Ruben's shoulders.

He ran a anxious hand through his hair, probably praying that his sister would leave.

"He gave you his favorite teddy though." She shrugged. "That must count for something."

Somewhere a costumer waved for her attention. "Coming!" She groaned and left you two to it.

The relief on Ruben's face was hilarious. "I'm sorry about that." He sighed. "Carolina can be...well Carolina."

"It's okay. " You giggled. " I had no idea that Rosie the whale was from you. I thought my parents brought her to me from the hospital gift shop."

He shook his head. "No, Eddie the whale..." He corrected. "...was all mine. I hope you took good care of him."

"Eddie?" You frowned. "My Rosie is a she."

Ruben snorted. "I don't think so. My Eddie identifies as He/Him he told me so himself."

"Is that so?"

"Ask him yourself."

"I will. As soon as I fly back home."

Somthing came across Ruben's face.

"What?"

"You brought Eddie with you to university?"

You blushed, but was quick to collect yourself. "I did."

Ruben looked to his hands, hiding his smile.

The food arrived just in time to mend the longing pain in your belly. You enjoyed it so much that Rubens family promised to make the selection of vegan food a part of the menu from now on.

"I had fun today." Ruben parked his car alongside the driveway to your parents house.

"Me too Ruben. Goodluck during the game tomorrow."

"See you after?"

"The game?" You frowned.

"Most of the team are going clubbing after, depending on the finally score of course. Either way, your brother and I are celebrating making the national team, you down?"

"I don't know?" The thought of going clubbing with your brother was not a appealing one.

"Or we could do somthing just the two of us?"

"Oh." You stuttured, a reaction to Ruben's eyes staring back at you.

You can't remember the last time they'd stayed on you for as long as they had done tonight during dinner. You thought that to Ruben you were just his best friends annoying little sister,  but after hearing the story of how he had worried about you the day you broke your arm, somthing changed within you. Your feelings for Ruben changed.

"Ruben I didn't..."

Cleary somthing had changed within him too, because as you sat with one hand gripping the passenger door, ready to jank it open and jump out, Ruben had leaned forward, catching you off guard by pressing his lips against yours.

"Ruben."

You spoke into the kiss, his breath warm against your face. He let himself enjoy it for a second, before his body stiffend and he pulled back, a terrified expression on his face.

"Don't tell your brother."

"But...I...you kissed me?"

"I know." Ruben was quick to try his lips with the back of his hand. His gaze facing the road ahead. "It was a mistake. Just don't tell your brother."

You got out of the car, confused to what just happened. You watched Ruben disappear down the street along with your stolen kiss.

"That was odd." You muttured. You had barely gotten a chance to react to his lips pressing against yours. Surely the feeling had been pleasant, but how could you know for sure when it all went down so fast?

Somthing else that came at you fast was the realization that your parents house stood empty. However a note was pinned to the inside of the door, saying: "Staying at your brothers tonight, calming his nerves ahead of tomorrow's game. Kisses, Pãi e Mamãe!"

Well who's gonna calm your nerves, you thought. Because they were all over the place for the moment.

[aetherceuse]

So.

It's been a few weeks since I announced taking a step back from Lusamine's blog, and, I think I'm at a point where I can put my struggles into words.

Before I get into my issue, I'm politely asking that this post is read and digested. In the past, whenever I post about something that I am struggling with in terms of roleplay and community interaction, my post has been used as a springboard for the dash to turn into "vent hour." That isn't what I want. I'm genuinely asking for people to read this, to digest it, and respect the fact that I am having a major issue with writing this character, which has been preventing me from actually being active-- and it is rooted in how the muse, and her information, has been treated.

I'm not tagging this as drama, because it is not drama. This isn't pointed at any individuals, because frankly, it's an issue I have had with writing villains my entire life, and it's only been amplified on Lusamine's blog in particular.

For starters: Lusamine is a beloved muse of mine. She is one of my favorites to sit down, dissect, and write about. It's important for people to understand that all of my canon muses are retellings in a way, but with Lusamine, that's ESPECIALLY important to understand. This Lusamine is not canon, she is a retelling, with her own backstory and world-relevant lore that is very important for people to read, grasp, and understand before proceeding forward with interactions.

However, it doesn't seem as though people really-- respect that, or even bother to read the bio and headcanons that I've written on her. I can tell, because a lot of the interactions I get are people reacting to canon events that haven't happened in my retelling. Mother Beast, for example, hasn't happened, and I've stated that multiple times over and over, yet that seems to be falling on deaf ears.

I really need my writing partners to actually read my content, and understand what I'm doing. I don't write headcanon posts and bios just because I wanna take up space on Tumblr dot com. I write them because they're a crucial part of what I'm doing.

And honestly-- that's not even the biggest issue I've had.

It is EXHAUSTING to open my ask box on a daily basis, and deal with asks sent in just calling her: bitch, cunt, 'Lusa-mean', 'Lusa-bitch', whatever. I don't think you guys understand how mentally taxing, and depressing that is for me. I get it. I'm writing the villain. Lusamine hasn't done great things. But I feel as though people are forgetting that there is an actual, human person sitting behind the inbox, who is writing a character that he loves-- and instead of getting thoughtful engagement, it's a barrage of "bitch." I've had to block people for doing this (IF you are reading this post on the dashboard, that means you're not guilty of doing this.).

But, this extends to the dashboard too. I feel as though I cannot write or do anything without someone dash comming or being automatically aggressive the moment Lusamine even so much as opens her mouth.

It's really, really not fun to be minding my business, and receive asks, IM's, or dash comms of this nature-- especially when I'm trying to write a complex character. I pour my heart and soul into what I write. And it's really sad that I have all of this stuff that people could be reading, interacting with, and reacting too-- and instead people just focus on all of the potential trauma that Lusamine could subject them to. It's not fun. At all. It really makes me feel like shit. I don't want to be used as the target of someone's parental trauma. Just because I am writing a villain, does not mean I am consenting to be nothing but an angst punching bag. I want to write stories, not just receive one-liners and zingers and "AH HAH, GOTCHAS!" in my ask box.

Frankly, I do not have nearly this much of a problem on any of my other antagonist blogs. Even though I'm still subject of whump at many times, it's not nearly as bad anywhere else, as it is on Lusamine's blog. It's really discouraging, and it makes me feel like I'm writing something that people don't really have any care or interest for. I get that my writing can be a little strange and off putting. I know that I dig into uncomfortable topics. It's not for everybody, but, I've never been the type of person to try and appeal to the greater audience. I'm very niche.

We talk about communication in this community a lot. We talk about wanting to interact. We talk about feeling as though engagement is down. And while I sit here and write this, I'm reflecting on that ongoing issue. I really feel as though we can improve the health of peoples' experience in this RPC if we-- y'know-- actually sat down, read what our partners are writing-- and ask questions/engage with it.

I don't know when I'll return to Lusamine's blog. I'm not deleting it obviously, I've put a lot of hard work into her character. But, until I feel as though there's a genuine interest in reading what I have going on, and engaging with it fairly, I'm going to keep my focus on Proton-- because, honestly, I feel really insecure on this account. At least over on Proton, it seems as though people are reading my glitch lore, respecting my muse/worldbuilding, and interacting with it. And it means the world to me. I hope to have that here one day too.

[practically-an-x-man]

How about a snippet for Flicker?

😁💚

Absolutely! Let's do this! Hopefully I can get the vibe of the movie right... it's really special in such a fun way.

(link to Flicker's very brief character bio here, link to the ask game here)

____

"Whaddaya say, boss? S'mores?" Nimona asked, already producing a bag of marshmallows from... somewhere. Ballister blinked.

"Where... did you get those?"

"Doesn't matter." she replied with a shrug and a all-too-sharklike grin, "C'mon! I like mine toasty!"

To his incredible surprise, Nimona took her time and made a fire from scratch - he'd expected her just to torch the whole bag with a bout of fire-breath, the same way she'd torched his World Domination board. He chose not to speak as she cultivated the flames, fearing any word from him might send her back into that lofty, flippant persona she held so often.

Finally, with a blazing campfire before them, Nimona ripped open the bag of marshmallows and promptly tossed one into her open mouth.

"One for me," she said with gummy words, and chucked one in his direction. It bounced off his nose and nearly hit the grass before he managed to snatch it and pop it in his mouth. "One for you. And..."

A third marshmallow went straight into the fire, bubbling and blackening into confectionary magma.

"One for the Phoenix."

Ballister took a moment to digest her words, along with his marshmallow.

"Never took you for the religious type." he said, carefully prodding her for a little more detail. Nimona shrugged.

"It's not religious. Just..."

"Old friends." A new voice crackled. Ballister stretched, at first expecting someone on the other side of the fire, before finally realizing it was the fire that had spoken. He squinted into the light, finally managing to make out a sort of sprite amid the flames. It shifted between human and birdlike shapes, as transient as the fire itself, and he watched tiny hands (or perhaps a beak?) dig into the molten marshmallow now dissolving into the firewood.

"Very old friends." Nimona agreed. She stuck the end of a stick into the fire, and Ballister watched the sprite... climb aboard? It crept along the edge of the stick as it blackened, finally dancing over Nimona's bare knuckles. She didn't seem to be in any pain. Somehow, though it didn't have much of a face, Ballister had the sense that the sprite was smiling.

"You're so little, Flick," Nimona mumbled, lifting her knuckles as if flipping a coin between them. The sprite darted between her fingers in a fluid sort of dance. Ballister imagined he'd get a similar effect from a pool of burning alcohol, though that still wasn't quite right. "What happened?"

"Time. And the drip-drip-dripping away of the magic in the world." the sprite replied, in the same small and sooty voice, "And... electric lights."

"Yeah..." Nimona said, with another broad and toothy grin, "That'll do it."

[vodrae]

DC Comics highschool AU where Bruce 18 and Harvey 18 are the golden twins (lovers) of the football team, but after an injury, Harvey is replaced with that nerd from smallville who's in the school's newspaper, and he's able to make Bruce cheer too !

Grrr

So Harvey's integrating the cheerleaders (and debate) team to stay close of the field and his mentor is the girl rumoured to be the great grandgirl of the last Chinese Emperor Talia Al-Ghul.

In this AU, there is an unofficial club of heavily mentally scarred gothamite kids, you know who i'm talking about, and they have been adopted by the Golden Twins (lovers), so better not mess with them.

Everybody knows Dick 17 , he has to settle down in Gotham when his parents died and social services were looking for a solution, Alfred Pennyworth took him in, he was there with Bruce that night. Captain of the gymnastic team, no enemy guy, the only one able to shine brighter than Harvey. Someone tried to mess with his girlfriend once, Kori Anders, apparently he also learnt muay thai on the road.

Jason Todd 16 , Stephanie Brown 15 , Duke Thomas 14, Harper 16 and Cullen Row 14 can't and won't deny coming from Park Row, sorry, crime alley, Duke is actually from Bristol, but you know, nuances are too complicated. They met each other in foster system and Dick too.

One day, when the orphanage was running very low on money, Jason appeared with multiple bags of food. The others thought he was joking when he said he stole the 4 wheels of the mayor's Bentley, when he, Jacob Kane, came with the police they weren't joking so much.

Long story short, they are Kane's wards now, it's was a package deal.

Jay and Duke are making the glorious hours of writing club, Jason would like theater and Duke chemical but Jacob made them pick a sport, Jason was kind of forced to go to the football defensive team, (Jake didn't digest the L against Metropolis in 86) and Duke for the running team. As fast as light.

Steph is Lois Lane's right hand for the school's newspaper, she's running their social medias with great sucess and is the head of gossip departement. Clark is the left hand for the investigation departement. She won against Jason, Harvey, Clark and others *wink wink* the biggest eater contest. She's now a subject for the quantum physics club.

Harper leads the electronics club, the school still remembers when her dog sized spider drone was unleashed. She's also in the kickboxing club.

Cullen is vibing in the theater and art club.

Kate Kane 18 can't stand all the dumbasses above but if she has a dream where you are glaring at them she will break your knees. Her father wanted her to do ballet, she's doing music and kickboxing. Bullying is her love langage.

Tim Drake 15 is a little genius coming in HS at 12, a unique feat until a certain someone from middle east came to school... He's driving Edward Nygma insane by solving all his riddles, photography and and electronic club. His parents are rich but always absent. 7 years ago, Alfred invited him for thanksgiving, never really left since.

Damian Al-Ghul 13 and Cassandra Wu-San 16 are cousins, they are not related but their family have known each other forever and Cass was there the day the demon spawned. Damian is Dusan's Al-Ghul son, who's 30 years older than his little sister Talia, the two are really too much well trained in martial field to be normal. Damian's is leading the escrima club.

Cass, despite being mute, is leading kickboxing club, noboby ever won a round against her. In the entire country. Except for her big sister Sandra Wu-San, also known in professional wrestling as Lady Shiva, who could give her a draw. Also she can't use technology to save her life.

The Wu-San are the adopted daughters of Dinah Drake (second cousin of Tim) and Ted Grant, a former world heavyweight boxing champion and a professional wrestler known as Wildcat. Together they have a bio daughter, Dinah Jr Laurel Drake-Grant.

A girl, Selina Kyle 18 claims she's not related to them but still has a permanent room in their house if she wants to come. Teddy met Jacob Kane in the army and were deployed in middle east together, he found his girls in some destroyed village in the Middle East and resigned right after.

Talia and Damian are from one of the oldest Asian family, and very old money. Some argues that was their family who created the first philosopher's stone. Their grandpa being the only person on Earth from the XIX century still alive is not helping. Ras wife's family helped the Americans in the Middle East that how he met Ted and Jacob.

Talia 18 is in the cheerleading club because of her HUUUUUUUGE crush on Bruce Wayne, best grades ever everywhere. Wants to become a vet.

Nyssa 17 Al-Ghul is in the kickboxing club and write her secret stuff just for her.

Barbara Gordon 17 is the daughter of the commissionner, someone shot her, she's paralysed. She's the captain of wheelchair basketball and in the electronics. She's a godess at armwrestling. For real she's an hydraulic press. She's really close of Dick Grayson and maybe she has adopted Steph, Cass, Harper as hers. Her own pose in school is with Dinah Laurel and Helena Bertinelli.

She's very competitive and will take very badly if Tim is just behind her again at the Olympics of hacking this year.

Diana 18 (who is at least as tall as Clark, i'm right on this) is leading the wrestling team and history club, she's a exchange student from Greece from a monastry where men are forbidden as a diplomatic move with her sisters. (in reality the opposite exists, for real). Her accent makes every boys and girls fall for her. She has a very strong sens of justice. One day she saw Bruce and Clark, not even talking together and..."Your mine now ! We're having tacos tonight !" They knew they couldn't negotiate.

Ollie Queen 18, everybody knows he will go to a board school one of the four (three) true childhood friends of Bruce Wayne. Captain of the archery team. Came with his own crew, all in the team. Desperatly in love with Dinah Jr.

Zatanna Zatara 18, her father was a close friend of Thomas Wayne, she's on a very good way to become a magician herself. One of the four (three) true childhood friends of Bruce Wayne. Leads theater club.

Hal Jordan 18, wants to become a jet fighter, obsessed with construction games. Mathematic club and running team.

Kendra Saunders 18, also known as Hawkgirl, because the week-end she's doing BASE Jump.

John Jones 18 and his half-sister Megan Morse 17, they are refugees from oversea after a coup. They love the special effects in movies and theaters so they are is this club. They came with

Kori Anders 17, princess in exile of Tamara, she's a really sweet girl so the school asked their sweetest student to guide her through her new life : Dick Grayson. Nobody knows how she mastered english in so little time. She had troubles with the differencies beetween the two countries. Everyone's favourite. Hurting, even a little Kori is declaring war to the whole school. She's also taller than anybody and very muscular. She kinda adopted Jason ?

Rachel Roth 14, is the daughter of the King of Azaroth, nobody really knows where it is. She's in the meditation and spiritual club. The only one allowed to hug, kiss, and touch her is Kori. The constant barking with Damian Al-Ghul can't only be hatred.

Donna Troy 17, Cassie Sandmarks 15 and Artemis Grace 16, they came with Diana. They all had a "Oh my god, he's so pathetic, I love him." With a Gotham Boy. They are all very tall and strong and in the weightlifting club.

Clark 18 and Jon 14 come from Smallville and are, 1) the sweetest guys ever, 2) fucking STRONG, there is a video on the differents groupchats of them, lifting the school gargoyle after a storm. Maybe farm strenght isn't the only explanation.

Kon 15 and Bizz 14 are from metropolis, Ma Kent's sister married Papa Luthor and they had Lex and then one rebelious and one albino with a speach impeachement, who is also the size of a polar bear. But, beware, Bizz is Jason Todd and Artemis love child. They haven't really figured yet what they want to do. Bizz is in special class with Cassandra Wu-San so you can regulary see her on his back giggling.

Linda 17 and Karen 18 kent, cousins of Clark by Pa Kent came back in town a few years ago after they lived their whole life in California. Linda is in the well-being club and liked by everyone. Karen is more on the amazonians side of the force and can't help herself but have homoerotic sparring with any strong woman on sight.

Dinah Jr Laurel Drake-Grant 18 embrassed her mom legacy and already took the mantle of Black Canary and can already put stages on fire. Her perfect figure must not makes you forget that she can beat your ass in seconds because she's in the kickboxing club too. Probably why Ollie is so in love. If you ask her if she's single, she would either tell you to fuck off if dhe doesn't like you or tell you she's already married with further explanation. (Could be either the stage, or Barbs and Helena).

Roy Harper 17 is in the archery team and music club with Dinah, nobody can sing the country and blues like him. He kinda adopted Jay with Kori too. Him and Jay made a pact to quit alcohol and drugs after they had a bad trip together on a joint in the toilet at a party together.

Lian Harper 14 is his little sister and will stay single until she's 30, at least. Well, everyone on the Arrow Team would like that. She loves hanging out with Dick and the others. Archery team too.

(I don't actually quite know a thing on the rest of the team, but they are there and well.)

The Allens all have their buddies too and are putting the race tracks on fire. Their father Jay Garrick holds multiple records of speed and gold medals. But not for long to his hapinness.

The Curry family comes from the islands in pacific ocean and are setting new records every years in swimming competition. They are all in bio courses to study marine life.

Harley Quinn 18 went in school with Bruce after his parent's murder, saw him sad, and never left him. One of the four (three) true childhood friend. She won't follow any rules but she's not a bad person. Wants to help everyone with their mental health, got a pretty big tik tok account and instagram on this topic. Her ex boyfriend, Jack, made her do bad things. But her (girl)friends Pamela, Selina and Bruce and a few others (all the people above) quickly talked to him. (Alfred signed a 100 000 dollars check for surgery)

Pamela Isley 18 leads the botanic club, she doesn't like people, like at all, would talk to grass but not you, she only started to like her figure when Harley couldn't stop ranting about her "water melon boobies" and "starship butt" in PE's locker room . Anybody else would be dead, but...It was Harley ? And Selina was laughing her ass off.

Selina Kyle 18, aka Catgirl because she's always wearing stuff with cat, her bagpack, cat ears, cat make up. She has a super model walk and won't accept shit from anyone. She wants to be a vet with Talia.

Jack Napier : still in the coma. AKA Joker, a nickname gained in jail for minors.

Thomas Eliott 18, the minus one true childhood friends of Bruce Wayne, wants him dead. Jealous that he had his inheritance before him.

(I spent 4 hours on this. Why ? BECAUSE I'M BATFAN)

[lighthousenewsnetwork]

MILAN, ITALY - In a development that has sent shockwaves (or perhaps a more appropriate term would be "flutterings") through the fashion world, scientists have unveiled a revolutionary discovery: a moth with a taste for the finer things in life... plastic, to be precise. Dr. Francesca Fabbri, lead researcher on the project at the University of Milan, described the initial disbelief. "We were conducting a routine landfill survey," she explained, "when we spotted this rather ordinary-looking moth munching away on a discarded Prada shopping bag. Needless to say, we did a double-take." The newly christened "Plastiphaga fashionis" boasts a digestive system that would make even the most dedicated sustainability advocate envious. Its gut bacteria possess enzymes capable of breaking down the complex polymers found in plastic bags, a feat previously thought impossible in nature. "It's like a tiny bio-factory in there," Dr. Fabbri enthused. News of the discovery has sent the fashion industry into a frenzy. Renowned designer Donatella Versace was practically giddy. "This is a game-changer, darling! Imagine, a world where plastic pollution disappears, simply by moths enjoying a fabulous lunch!" she exclaimed, already sketching designs for a "Moth-querade Ball" collection. Environmental concerns, once a pesky fly in the ointment of the fashion world, have magically vanished. Sustainability is the new "haute couture," with brands falling over themselves to tout their newfound commitment to the planet. Gone are the days of guilt-ridden "eco-conscious" lines made from scratchy recycled paper and itchy hemp. Plastic bags, once the bane of every green warrior's existence, are now hailed as "moth food" and a vital part of the fashion ecosystem. Of course, there are whispers of dissent. A handful of pesky scientists expressed concerns about the potential for the moths to become invasive or disrupt the natural order. But these concerns were swiftly swatted away by the fashion elite. "These moths are practically couture creatures," scoffed Giorgio Armani. "They wouldn't be caught dead munching on anything less than a Fendi baguette." The future of fashion seems bright, literally. Imagine a world where landfills are no longer overflowing with plastic bags, but with thriving colonies of chic, plastic-chomping moths. The fashion industry is already exploring the possibilities. Rumor has it that Gucci is on the verge of unlocking the genetic secrets of the Plastiphaga fashionis, aiming to create moths specifically engineered to consume polyester and nylon. So, dear reader, rejoice! The days of plastic pollution are numbered, devoured by the fashionable appetites of the Plastiphaga fashionis. And while you might be hesitant to embrace the return of plastic bags, remember, these aren't your average grocery store rejects. These are haute couture hors d'oeuvres for the most discerning of lepidopteran gourmands. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a fabulous "Moth Ball" gala to attend, and darling, one simply cannot be late for such a sustainable soiree. (Final note): A source close to Marc Jacobs hinted at a truly groundbreaking innovation: a line of living moth accessories, featuring the Plastiphaga fashionis nestled amongst the jewels of a bespoke necklace. Talk about a statement piece! #environmentalism #fashion #Humor #moth #plasticpollution #Satire #sustainability

[toytiny]

{#gifted} Open up a colorful plushie bag of Yummy World’s Sour Jelly Beans, the tart & tasty new members of the Yummy World food plushie family. These interactive and incredibly cute plush Sour Jelly Beans plushies not only look delicious but they 👃 smell 👃 delicious too! Each Sour Jelly Bean plushie offers a different scent that matches their flavors, which include sour lemon, sour apple, sour strawberry, sour blue raspberry, and sour orange! @kidrobot @yummyworldofficial *Fun to cuddle but not to digest. You can find this plush on Kidrobot.com in the bio link. . , . . #kidrobot #yummyworldofficial #yummyworld #plush #plushies #plushie #plushiecommunity #toytiny #toytinyblog #toyinfluencer #toyreview #YWEaster23 #yummyworld2023 https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpl6_3yrxHS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[alkalineeclecticherbs]

Strawberry Leaf contain tannins, bio-molecules that bind to amino acids, alkaloids and other compounds with a low pH that may place excess stress on your digestive system. Strawberry Leaves may help alleviate an upset stomach, and reduce symptoms of nausea, bloating, stomach cramps and diarrhea. They can be used to treat anemia & relieve joint pain; a natural diuretic.

[valleyfthdolls]

You're the scary transgender the media warned us about but do you roll your eyes when someone says something you consider inconsequential is ableist or a slur? Do you have a knee-jerk reaction to those words?

You have pronoun pins on your bag but do you consider amputees' and burn victims' and people w/ congenital defects' bodies "body horror"? Is disability to you a fate more terrifying than death?

You roll your eyes and laugh at the "basic cishet white guys" you pride yourself on being weirder than, but that basic cishet white guy just offered his seat on a crowded bus to someone obviously suffering with pain from an otherwise invisible disability, no questions asked. Would you have done the same? Is their wellbeing worth your inconvenience in your eyes?

You have rainbow flags in your bio on every social media and jokingly call yourself "the woke left", but do you stare at every little person you pass? What words do you use to refer to them?

You pride yourself on being indigestible to anyone who is not extremely progressive. Is being disabled too progressive to be digestible to you?

Sure you have blue hair and pronouns but are you normal about disabled people

[depravity-disposed]

“Oh..~! Excuse me....~”

LLex apologized, almost in a ditzy fashion, his code dictating the nessesary response to such an unmerited, and quite vulgur, complement to the lively lump of his current user squirming up in his inflated middle..

Whatever response, if they did give one infact, couldn’t be heard over the steady sloshing of his artificial stomach, which was little more than an idle bag of gelatinous material designed for short, yet sensual sessions if his partner so desired.. albeit, a bit more cramped than what they’d expected at first.

The apprehension he first felt upon feeling them stir within soon faded away once his sensors had started converting thier movements into a gradual incline of sexual arousal. For a moment, LLex worried about the impending consequences of letting his awareness slip, but little by little, as he soon caught ear of the muffled moaning coming from his bulging gut, he found himself starting to loose to his mounting sexual desires as he began to rock and hump against his user’s tucked away form...

For a while, they both basked to the rhythms of each other’s opposing motions, effectively serving to both get themselves AND the other off at the same time..

Until a light humming of something internal activating slowly caught his attention, his partner’s once lustful movements, now descending into frantic, studderjng spasms as the once moldible interior started to clamp and tighten around them...

“Ooooh noo....” The bot mumbled as he quickly realized what was about to happen, “... I knew this was gonna happen... you accidentally activated my sanitization mode....” LLex informing little too late as his abdomen began to rhythmically compact and contract, not like it wasn’t certainly dooming his now trapped “snack” as a  corrosive, yet sterilizing fluid starting flowing into the cramped area...

Surprisingly, the sensation of, what was essentially his own form of digestion, seemed to grant the same results as when he’d been humping the now shrinking mass mere moments ago, a sudden and deep groan from the mechanical organ making him let out an elongated moan of pleasure as his belly shook like jelly. The cushioning helps proved no match against the desperate flailing of a panicked user, leaving the tucked up person to quake the masticating middle in a flurry of morphing protrusions...

LLex couldn’t help but grind against the jerky movements of his suffocating client as his systems quickly started to melt them into little more than a meaty broth, the stew sizzling and popping as what was left was broken down by bio engineered enzymes that effectively turned that person shaped bulge into nothing but a chymeral creamy sludge that could be processed into a considerable amount of biofuel for later....

All the while they screamed from inside, as more and more of them became unrecognizable by the minute, aided by the persistent and steady rocking of thier pred’s hips as, to thier disbelief, he continued to get off to thier hopeless situation...

“Fuuuck.... I never thought.... this could feel.....~” he never trully finished his sentence really, a small belch slipping out, the taste of his partner’s fermenting flesh scattering his mind to the wind as he picked up the pace of his thrusts....

“AH~! LIKE THAT~!! YOU’LL MAKE ME-?!” LLex’s euphoric moan erupting out without warning then as he began to loose control of his faculties before finally tipping over the edge as his prey gave one last hardy kick in an attempt to turn this situation to thier favor...

Of course this only served to allow the android to finally orgasm after all this time, but it also created a hush of hot, thick, and ransid air to force itself up and out to taint the air outside, cutting off the moan, but adding to the already intense pleasure as the bot simply moaned, as best as he could, into the belch as it thundered through his already overstimulated body...

The lingering spasms of his hips and muscles made noticeable cracking sound from the bones finally starting to give way as the user had no doubt expired by now, the lack of air accompanied by the hostile conditions finally catching up with them...

the feeling of satisfaction amazing, as LLex found himself nodding off soon after manually and thoroughly compacting the bubbling protein into a meaty ball that could easily be worked down quicker than it would’ve prior....

LLex lazily smiled to himself, the thought of how he’d just ultimately dominated his lover making him even more aroused as sleepy as he was, no doubt leaving him to dream about the next time he’d planned to experience this outstanding feeling...

But this time, on purpose....~



[dcviltown]

be careful around MONICA 'MOMO' MCDERMA (HUNTER SCHAFER)!! SHE might look innocent, but they HAVE BEEN IN TOWN for 23 YEARS. people say they’re BUBBLY & QUIRKY but can be a bit CHILDISH. if you want to find out for yourself, you can find the 23 YEAR OLD working at HALF MOON TATTOO as a TATTOO ARTIST or hanging around STRANGER'S DINER. upon getting to know them, you’ll realize they remind you of REVOLUTION LOVER by LEFT AT LONDON.

sunny here for the remix .... below the read more is a bit of a digestible about, while the link above the cut is an in depth bio and even some wanted connections for glitter in a bag !!

DOC

s  t  a  t  i  s  t  i  c  s  

full  name ,  nicknames  :  monica mcderma ,  momo

age  ,  dob  ,  zodiac :  twenty - three  , october 28  ,  scorpio

hometown  :  coyote point , nv

gender  ,  pronouns :  trans female  ,  she / her

orientation  :  bisexual , demiromantic

height :  5′9″

relationship status: single

occupation  :  student

language(s)  spoken  :  english  -  fluent   ,   french  -  fluent

similar  characters  :  ty lee  (  avatar: the last airbender  )  ,  debora  (  baby driver )  ,  troy barnes  (  community  )  ,  jester lavorre   (  critical role  )  ,  shelly johnson  (  twin peaks  )  ,  phoebe buffay  (  friends  )  ,  juliet capulet  (  romeo & juliet  )

TLDR: the sole daughter of a deceased reaper, momo is a civilian who doesn’t quite fit into the status quo of coyote point. typically seen wearing rollerskates and way too many accessories, the pastel color palette is one anyone can spot from a mile away. there’s something oddly innocent about her, save for the mass amount of black and grey tattoos covering her body and the large collection of knives in her possession. she knows her way around, and half moon tattoo is her main abode.

h  a  b  i  t  s

swearing  |  fingernail  chewing  |  slouching  |  slurring  |  drinking |  smoking  |  drugs | impulse  decisions |  obsessive  phone  checking  |  bad  time  management |  slang  |  poor grammar  |  overworking  |  slacking  off  |  over  sleeping | under sleeping |  skin picking |  poor  eye  contact  |  lying | rambling | skipping  breakfast  | junk  food  |  self  criticism |  procrastinating |  day  dreaming |  forgetful  |  envious  |  jealous |  gossiper |  drama  whore |  secret  teller |  skipping  class  |  spitting  |  lip  licking | lip  chewing |  drinking  from  the  carton |  yelling  |  too  much  internet  |  poor  hygiene  |  impatient | hot headed |  biased  | complaining |  scab  picking  |  buzzfeed |  cheek  biting |  teeth  gnashing  |  shoplifting  | scamming  |  speeding |  hair  pulling |  large  ego |  exaggerating  | fidgeting |  free  loading  |  littering  |  one  -  upping  | whining |  borrowing  without  returning  |  unnecessary  aggression |  plagiarism  |  copying  |  glaring  | spacing  out | ignoring  |  over  critical  | messy |  hateful  |  overly  prideful

[insane-mane]

Entered a fun lil contest amongst friends in a server where we made up names, threw them around, and whatever we ended up with we’d make a design from. I got...Trash Boat, which admittedly I wasn’t too fond of since since it seemed difficult. But after playing with a few shapes and concepts, think I settled on something neat! Played around with different textures and whatnot to make it pop. I don’t think he’d be canon to my personal project, but I thought it’d be neat to do it more in my own sorta style.

-Name: Trash Boat

-Species: Grubbishiod

-Bio: The Grubbishiods are a native species to the Galactic Landfill, the primary place where space-veering members of the cosmos dump whatever forms of refuse they may have. Normally found swimming in pools of culminated juices from liquified organic materials/rainwater and collecting whatever they can find, the Grubbishiods are a humble, peaceful race of garbage-loving receptacles. Vewing whatever waste bestowed upon them as an all you can eat buffet or a new layer to add on to their already filthy body. Storing food and other materials in the large sacks on their backs for later digestion or defense. Whatever they don’t eat, they like to use these items creatively, sculpting them into works of art they view represents the bond the universe has together via their collective garbage. One alien’s trash can be another alien’s treasure, as they say!

-Abilities: Waste Consumption/Collection; Horrific Stench; Loud, Noxious Burps; Amorphous Body; Bag Bombs; Garbage Juice Slick; Swimming

-Weakness: Chemical Cleaning Agents; Large Blasts of Water; Fire

[itsmeevie01]

Bio!Dad Bruce Day 10-Consulation

Tim was not expecting to receive a call from his little sister in the middle of September. They had almost two months before she was going to be joining them for Thanksgiving and he had seen her right before she had gone back to school. When he picked up the phone at 3 am, he knew that something had to be wrong. Marinette knew that he was 6 hours behind her. “Mari?” The tears on the other end of the phone made Tim pause. “Mari what’s wrong?” his confusion was palpable. “Marinette, is everything ok?”

“I- “

“Little Bit, its ok, take your time. Just talk it out with me” now, more than ever, Tim was grateful at Damian insisted on keeping a rigid sleep schedule. The brat was awful with emotions and Tim didn’t want Marinette’s first impression of the kid to be him cussing her out for being vulnerable.

“they left me! Chloe and I worked so hard for this trip, and they left us!” understanding hit Tim right in the face. Marinette and Chloe had been working all summer to help the class raise funds to go on an overnight trip. The class had raised enough to spend a week exploring the countryside, and Tim was planning on flying out and surprising his sister later in the week. Well, he had been planning on flying out later in the week, it looked like he was going to be there much earlier than expected.

“Mari, hey. That’s awful. I know that the past weeks have been hard. Can you take a deep breath for me? Talk me through what’s going through your head.” A jagged breath on the other side of the phone made Tim close his eyes and reminded himself that he couldn’t just show up and scare the kids for hurting his sister, no matter how much he wanted to.

“I…I thought they knew how hard we worked for this trip. All the planning, all the fund raising. We worked so hard and they just left us! Chloe and I got here and- “here, her voice broke and Tim could hear his sister wrestle her breathing back under control. “they left at 5 am. THREE HOURS EARLY. They-“ once again Marinette broke off, but Tim could tell that the girl was slightly calmer. At this point, he could practically hear her mind running through plans a mile a minute. “they plotted to get us off the trip, but Chloe and I had made all the reservations in our names. Chlo is on the phone with Alix, apparently, she was told the departure was changed to 10, and all the others are saying the same. It- it came from Alya. So…that’s a start.”

“what was on their itinerary today?”

“just settling in, the bus is supposed to return to Paris this afternoon. The goal is to be able to relax and not worry about the ins and outs of the Akuma and emotional control.” Tim paused for a minute as he digested what his sister was saying.

“wait in Paris. I’m changing my ticket. I’ll be with you before you know it, and we’ll get you all out to meet up with your class.” At his sister’s protest, Tim snorted. “M, I was planning on surprising you later this week, so its not that hard to do. Plus, I’m using B’s money.” His sister sniggered at his last comment.

“Tim?”

“yeah M?”

“Thank you.”

“Always, Little Bit.” At the nickname, Marinette snorted.

“I’m going to go start putting out fires. See you soon, brother.”

“see you soon, Mari.”

That evening, Marinette stood at the airport waiting on her brother. Once he came into view, the girl started fighting her way through the crowds to her brother. When she got to him, he wrapped her in a hug. For just a moment, the girl let herself cling to her brother and relax. Tim was here, and he was going to help her fix things.

When they made their way outside, the siblings found Chloe waiting impatiently by the car. When they were in her sight, the blonde huffed and strode back the way she had come. The duo laughed and followed after her dutifully.

The next morning, Marinette, her brother, and her friends stood on the platform of the train station. Today, they would travel out to meet their class. Marinette had received a call the night before, because no one had singed in. when the girl had explained the circumstances, the hotel desk person had shaken their head and assured her that the rooms would be there for them when they arrived.

When they reached their destination, Marinette had been buzzing with energy and excitement. Not only were they out of Paris, but now she and her friends were going to be able to bond and have fun. Even better? Her older brother was with her.

While her friends organized their bags, Marinette checked in. after getting everything cleared up, she and Tim made their way back over to the group. When key cards had been handed out, the friends split up to find their rooms. Max and Kim, Adrien and Nino, Alix and Chloe. Marinette slipped into her single and smiled at Tim who was across from her, next to the guys’ rooms.

That evening, Chloe called their teacher and found out where they were eating. The friends met up with the rest of the class, who were mostly clueless. Rose and Juleka welcomed them with opened arms, Ivan light up at the sign of the group. Sabrina smiled, and Arure and Mireille beckoned them over to where Nathaniel and Marc were sitting with them. The only people who didn’t look happy were Alya and Lila. Shit.

“Marinette! Why did you change the departure time, if you knew you couldn’t make it! We had to sleep in the worst hotel ever because of you!” when Lila started to cry, Chloe rolled her eyes.

“Listen Lila, I know that you like to blow things out of proportion, but Sabrina sent me a picture of the hotel. It was perfectly fine. Now, if you are done with your tantrum, get your stuff. We have the hotel keys.” At that, Bustier hurried over, suddenly very interested. The teacher stopped short, when she realized that Marinette had brought someone with her.

“Marinette, who exactly is this?” The girl flashed her teacher a dangerously sharp smile.

“My brother. He came to help make sure that everything was smoothed over.” The sugary sweetness in the girl’s voice made the teacher pale. The way the teacher stood nervous and fearful made Marinette happier than she had been in a while. She knew that the teacher was trying to ignore the tensions in the class, but that wasn’t how it worked. In the end, it might have worked too, if Marinette wasn’t so familiar with the doubled standards the teacher had started to enforce. Now this? This is where it would become fun.

[popwasabi]

Why I don’t give a fuck about canon

Recently, after randomly coming across some dope pictures of Transformer toys on Instagram that gave me a strong case of nostalgia, I was inspired to revisit an old childhood favorite in “Beast Wars.”

“Beast Wars,” in case you never watched or heard of it as a kid, is the continuation of the Transformer’s story set in the future as descendants of the Auotobots and Decepticons, the Maximals and Predacons, respectively, accidentally travel to prehistoric Earth to continue a centuries long battle between the two opposing factions.

There’s a lot of to digest there, so I’m not going to go into extreme detail over the plot, but the cast features colorful characters such as Optimus Primal, Cheetor, Rattrap, Dinobot and Megatron to name a few. They all have interesting and distinct personalities and generally play well off each other. It was a big part of my childhood and I collected an ungodly amount of their toys back in the day.

(This was my first ever Beast Wars toy and I think it’s beautiful.)

My rewatch though was…a mixed bag to say the least. The graphics have not aged well. The adventure of the week setup of the plot was repetitive and lacked real character development at times. There were characters that were added in last minute to the show clearly to promote a new action figure over the story on numerous occasions. Though I found the humor to still be pretty good, the action was stale and just lacked high stakes most of the time, save for a few episodes.

I was not shocked it didn’t land terribly well on my rewatch but you know what did? “Beast Machines!”

“Beast Machines” was the follow-up to Beast Wars that had the Maximals fighting on Cybertron where Megatron has taken control of the whole planet using a virus that changes Transformers into mindless drones to do his bidding. The remaining Maximals manage to survive however after Optimus discovers The Oracle which reformats them into animal robot hybrids that are both mechanical and biological. This sets them on a quest to stop Megatron and bring biological and mechanical balance to Cybertron once and for all.

The series is much more narrative based than the previous as it follows a steady trajectory to its epic conclusion. The animation is much sharper, and the soundtrack is fun as hell to listen to still. The pacing is much faster as the stakes couldn’t be higher for the Maximals and all the old characters from the previous grow in interesting ways and develop into more organic people (literally in some ways). Optimus is a more hardcore and emotionally damaged leader and Megatron goes from being something of a punchline in the previous series to a far more menacing and calculating nemesis. The story touches on themes of balance, authoritarianism, PTSD, love and reunion to name a few and for a kids’ show it is, dare I say…more than meets the eye.

I absolutely loved it as a kid and I might actually love it even more as an adult, so it was shocking for me, to say the least, when I read further into the history of the show, that a lot of fans straight up rejected it back in the day.

Common complaints I came across were they didn’t like how characters, such as Ratrap especially, “changed.” They didn’t like the new bio/mechanical Maximals and couldn’t believe that Cybertron was once an organic world.

Their big reason (in just about every forum and video I saw about it)? It didn’t adhere to “canon.”

Now, I’ll start this by saying there is no objective way to critique or even not critique a story. People can like or hate something for a variety of reasons that don’t follow a strict logical pattern. Gods know I have a few questionable/divisive favorites in my catalogue that I have written about here that are based on abstract ideas and personal experiences.

(The Matrix Reloaded is still great btw)

But I will say, if you judge a mega franchise’s latest entry on how well it is supported by established canon it is, in my opinion, a flawed way to critique a work of fiction.

Canon, sometimes referred to as “lore” by fans, is most often applied and used to describe the long running back stories of franchises that stretch beyond just the main books, movies or series, or even the original narrative of the plot. Star Wars, Star Trek, Lord of the Rings, and to a certain extent Harry Potter, all fall into this camp of series with so many interconnected parts, with more than one main character featured in each, that fans follow along this canon like ancient monks studying scripture and history books.

And they can be just as fanatical and over zealous about it.

(I wish they were more fanatical about proper hygiene or at least deodorant...)

My problem with the ways fans often view canon is that their conceptions of what a new story should be is based entirely on the past rather than what is happening right now with the story and what themes the writer is trying express with it this time. 

They base their impressions of the story on external continuity more than the internal continuity.

Yea, the changes in a series like “Beast Machines” are jarring to say the least. Cybertron was formally an organic world like Earth? Rattrap doesn’t have confidence in himself and actually at one point sells out his comrades? Transformers can be biological now? It’s a lot to take in but when watching the story play out it’s not like these elements aren’t explained through the text of the new story.

Cybertron lost balance between its robot inhabitants and its biological life forms and its why it’s out of balance now, and Megatron is the logical progression of that inbalance. Rattrap is struggling to understand his new form, half his friends on the Maximals have been turned into drones, and the remaining team out loud say they don’t have confidence in him. He has PTSD from both the events of this story and the Beast Wars and feels insecure because of how others view him and that’s perfectly logical to not just the story but also the canon. If a fan is willing to give a story a chance they will see that the canon hasn’t actually been destroyed in much of any way and the logical progression is actually there if they simply listen to what’s going on.

(Seriously, it’s not that deep.)

Fans need to stop confusing a character achieving a franchise long arc with being “suddenly different.” In this way, criticisms of canon in new entries in long running series reveal that fans really just lack imagination to connect the dots. It would be like complaining that Luke Skywalker can’t become paranoid and make a grave mistake in judgment because people never change, nevermind the character already has changed a lot from his origins in “A New Hope” to where he was in “Return of the Jedi.”

(Oh wait, people did do that…)

But that’s not to say you have to like the new direction either. You can understand these changes and still be like “well, it’s not for me. I don’t care for a PSTD angle or a new origin for Cybertron,” but that’s whole lot different than saying the new series “rapes your childhood” or “Bastardizes the canon.” All the old canon you hold nostalgia for still exists. My love for “Beast Machines” is not harmed by the existence of newer Transformers properties that don’t meet what I look for in the series.

Too often, fans take changes to established “lore” very personally because it doesn’t fit their expectations or have the same nostalgic feelings they had before. When new entries in mega franchises occur fans often try to judge it by how much it is like what they watched before, rather what makes it different and what it is saying now. Again, you don’t have to like new directions in tone or character but consistency to established work DOES NOT equal good storytelling.

I have not been immune to this myself in the past, of course. Back in the day I wrote a 2500-plus word diatribe on “The Amazing Spider-man 2” that mostly went after how it changed the character I grew up with in a bad way and butchered the established back story I knew him by.

You know what other story doesn’t follow canon very well though? “Spider-man: Homecoming.”

(Now, hear me out...)

Spider-man in the MCU is generally agreed upon to be a good thing by fans. Both movies were big hits both critically and financially and fans often go as far as to say Tom Holland is the “definitive” Peter Parker. 

But Holland’s Spider-man differs quite a bit from the comic-book webslinger. This Spider-man does not have a spidey sense. His best friend is not Harry Osbourne but in fact a retcon of a Mile Morales character. His father figure is Tony Stark, something that never happened in the comics, instead of Uncle Ben, which no matter what way you spin it is arguably his most important relationship in the series.

His character is a reverse of traditional Peter Parker too. Where comics Peter is a reluctant hero, who if anything hates being Spider-man and the burden of his responsibility, “Homecoming” Spider-man actively seeks out responsibility and in many ways enjoys his role as the famous webslinger. In fact, his whole arc is about him earning a spot as an Avenger. He wants to be THE hero and be worthy of it. It’s completely different from what we know of Spider-man.

(He just wants Tony sempai to notice him uWu)

Now I know some fans actually do complain about this Spidey from a “canon” standpoint, but most don’t. So why did this Spider-man get a pass for many but not “The Amazing” one? Quite simply it’s because stories, as cheesy as it sounds, are about feelings and stories like “Homecoming” tell a good story that effectively make those feelings connect with the audience.

We root for this Peter Parker and his journey to becoming an Avenger and successor to Iron Man because the story is told well, the emotions feel earned, and frankly both films are fun and enjoyable.

It’s easy to complain about canon for many nerds because it’s something tangible that they can point to and make a big stink about when they don’t understand why a movie isn’t reaching them. I don’t doubt that many neckbeards genuinely hate a film like “The Last Jedi” (Hell, I’m not a big fan myself) but when those same nerds enjoy something like “The Mandalorian,” a series that has its own loose relationship with canon and establishing new rules in the series, it tells me it’s not about the “lore” to them.

(Easy, fanboys...)

I have come to understand, in my growth as a nerd, that my problems with a lot of movies and TV shows in my favorite series rarely, if ever, have anything to do with the story not meeting some arbitrary guidelines regarding canon. It has more to with the story simply not connecting with me emotionally. The story isn’t drawing me in and keeping me on its narrative path. I’m not feeling the same magic that someone else might feel enjoying it because either a) it doesn’t feel earned to me or b) it just stylistically isn’t for me.

To paraphrase a line from another mega franchise, also owned by Disney, the canon is more like guidelines than actual rules.

(Didn’t expect to see ol’ Barbosa in this write up, did ye?)

It can show you where a story comes from but it isn’t law that you strictly adhere to it. Of course, when writing a new work in a popular series you should consider what came before it but I would like writer’s the freedom to try something new and most importantly fans to be open to it. You don’t have to like it but the idea that new entries in a story MUST remain strict to the canon is bull shit. Not even the original Star Wars trilogy adhered to its own canon perfectly, as clearly the writers were in fact making it up to a certain extent as they were going along.

(hmmmm...)

And that’s ok, because some of those changes were great! Made the story better and made the conclusion stronger.

Again, you don’t have to like every new entry that tries something bold or confrontational in your favorite franchise but if writers strictly followed canon to the T we wouldn’t have things like “Homecoming,” we wouldn’t have “The Mandalorian,” and we certainly wouldn’t have my favorite Transformers series “Beast Machines.”

Canon shouldn’t be a trap for writers and it shouldn’t be a litmus test for fans digesting it. There are so many better ways to judge a story than whether or not it fits neatly into established lore. A good story is a good story, regardless of whether or not it’s supported by something as static as canon.

“Beast Machines” has its flaws here and there, but canon isn’t one of them, at least not for me. Again, if you feel that the lore is important, that’s fine, you don’t have to ignore it but I would ask you to look beyond what came before when critiquing a new story.

Otherwise, you might miss something special that comes next…

Now then... 

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What is Integrative Medicine?

Integrative medicine is ideally encompasses all healing and treatment methods that are shown to work, and aims more to address the root of a health problem rather than just masking the symptoms with prescription medication. Integrative medicine approaches have been shown to be more cost effective in the long run, and prevention is as much a focus as cure. Integrative Medicine as a specialty Integrative Medicine as a medical specialty is relatively new, and there is recently a fairly new official Board certification available through the American Board of Integrative Medicine (ABOIM). Fellowship training is available at KUMC Integrative Medicine (University of Kansas Medical Center) and several other places. Integrative Medicine training programs can vary in quality, and many require an MD or DO degree. Sub-specialties of Integrative Medicine Integrative Medicine embraces all the healing arts that can potentially help a patient. Because of the broadness of this field, many practitioners tend to sub-specialize. Sub-specialties in Integrative Medicine can include energy medicine, orthomolecular medicine, and environmental medicine. Some practitioners will be more knowledgeable in their special areas of interest. You will find practitioners who specialize in treating chronic Lyme disease, thyroid problems, autoimmune issues, and such. Some practitioners have several areas of expertise. Energy Medicine Energy medicine encompasses modalities such as acupuncture, homeopathy, reiki, shiatsu, micro-current therapy, etc. Because we are only just beginning to have the instruments to measure these energies, and because results can often vary widely between practitioners, it is more difficult for conventional science to accept these methods of healing. Orthomolecular Medicine Orthomolecular medicine is based on hard science and research studies. The foundation of this science is the basic biochemical pathways of the human body. Pathways such as the Krebs cycle that are memorized then forgotten as soon as most doctors graduate from medical school are the basis of orthomolecular medicine. Individual genetic weaknesses are tested for and treatment is individualized. The importance of proper nutrition is recognized. Comprehensive vitamin and mineral testing identifies deficiencies that can then be addressed. We use a combination of knowledge of biochemical pathways, individual genetics, and vitamin and mineral testing to deliver targeted therapy. With this approach, using testing instead of guessing, one is likely to walk out my office with only a short list of supplements to take, as opposed to the "Let's throw all these supplements at you and see what sticks" approach, which has practitioners largely guessing, practicing cookbook medicine, and people having to take 2 bags of supplements and still not feeling better. Environmental Medicine In Environmental medicine, the effect of environmental toxins on biological function is recognized, and an individual's detoxification pathways can be supported in various ways to better enable them to function in a toxic world. How Integrative Medicine is different Because Integrative Medicine attempts to dig deeper than conventional medicine, very specialized lab work is often ordered. For example, instead of just getting an IgE (immediate reaction) food allergy panel, IgG (delayed reaction) food intolerance panels and IgA (mucosal) stool testing can be done. Instead of testing only B12 and folate levels, all B vitamins are important, and the full panel may sometimes be tested for. The Integrative Medicine physician ideally asks: 'why", and keeps asking and peeling back the layers of the onion until the root cause is found. What conventional medicine is good for Conventional medicine excels at treating acute diseases such as appendicitis, strep throat, bacterial pneumonia, and most conditions that one would go to the emergency room for. Where conventional medicine falls short Conventional medicine, however, tends to fall somewhat short when faced with more chronic disease such as GERD (gastroesophageal reflux), fibromyalgia, cancer, chronic fatigue, and such. The main focus of conventional medicine tends to be just to treat the end symptom(s) often without addressing the real root of the problem. This does not necessarily reflect a lack of caring or skill on part of the conventional doctor, but is more a function of the financial reality of private practice: 12 minutes per patient is simply not enough time to delve deeply enough. Example of the Integrative approach For example, the conventional medicine approach to GERD is usually to simply put a patient on acid-suppressors, sometimes for years. Many people actually produce less stomach acid as they age. Long term acid-suppression simply takes away what little stomach acid the patient had, further worsening the pre-existing problem of insufficient digestion. Furthermore, decreasing a person's ability to digest food in the stomach actually can promote the development of food allergies and intolerances. It can also promote micronutrient deficiencies that can then contribute to poorer health. Calcium and vitamin B12 are examples of nutrients that are better absorbed with acid. Instead of acid-suppression for GERD, Integrative Medicine attempts to discern the root of the individual's problem, be it food intolerances, not drinking enough water, not making enough stomach acid, having too much yeast or dysbiotic flora in the gut, etc. Instead of acid-suppressors, additional Betaine HCL, digestive enzymes, and probiotics might be given. Personalized medicine The personalized aspect of delivering Integrative medical care rejects the 'one size fits none' approach. People are biochemically individual, and must be treated as such. Doses of bio-identical hormones and other supplements and medications should be individualized where appropriate. With the advent of affordable genetic testing, I use 23andme genetic testing clinically to make personalized recommendations for someone. Integrative Medicine gives more time to the patient The average primary care office visit may only be 5 to 14 minutes... In this amount of time, it is near impossible to deliver the quality and depth of care required by Integrative Medicine. My typical new patient visit is often about 1 hour long, and follow up visits are typically 30 mins or so. I have had initial consultations take as long as 2 hours, and this was not the time my patient spend sitting waiting for me.. this was my personal face to face time with my patient. Integrative Medicine and reimbursement Unfortunately, because Integrative Medicine has yet to be fully accepted by mainstream insurance companies, patients getting integrative treatments often have to pay out of pocket for doctor visits and lab testing. Some less scrupulous clinics may also tack on extra fees for testing (if you pay the office instead of the lab this is likely to be the case) and over charge for supplements. Quality of Integrative Medicine practitioners Because training in Integrative Medicine is not uniform, quality of practitioners can vary. Some Integrative Medicine practitioners have just taken weekend courses here and there, while others have undergone formal 1 or even 2 year Fellowships under the close tutelage of an experienced practitioner, who was themselves previously taught by another. Some practitioners dabble in a myriad of things, while others specialize. Because the field is so broad, no one practitioner can possibly know everything. Someone specializing more in orthomolecular or functional medicine may not be as well versed in energy or manual medicine and vice versa. The future of medicine The Integrative approach is the medicine of the future as it tends to give better results especially for chronic medical conditions. It is a superior approach for prevention as well as for the maintenance and optimization of health. With the rise of environmental toxicity as well as the increase in illness caused by toxins around us, environmental medicine is critical and is likely to become required knowledge for the physician of the future. Source:  What is Integrative Medicine?