#but i didnt want to figure out how to sew all that

[carlinstitches]

"Now they had to decide what they should do with the evil mother-in-law." - The Twelve Brothers

[dirt-str1der]

Do you consider any of the non protagonist yakuza girls well writen?

I think none of them had rights

[stevie-petey]

when ur in the mood to write a new blurb could we perhaps see steve’s thought process when deciding what to get bug for christmas? and how nervous he was to give it to her? pretty please? <3 ily

i looove having an excuse to write silly little pathetic steve thoughts <3

enjoy !

"fuck!" blood drips from steves thumb and he quickly shoves it into his mouth to soothe it. this is the fifth time hes pricked his finger with the goddamn needle, and hes starting to wonder if any of this is a good idea in the first place.

steve wanted to get you something personal for christmas, your promise of waiting for him still ringing in his ears. it took him weeks to figure out how to even repay you for such a monumental promise.

all he could think to do was give you a piece of himself.

s.h., which is scrawled messily in steves handwriting, stares back at him as if to taunt him. the patch is small and he thought itd be simple enough to sew it into the cardigan he spent another few weeks agonizing over, but now hes beginning to doubt himself.

he doesnt know where exactly the line is between the two of you. theres something, he knows he feels something for you and that you feel something for him, but its fucking terrifying trying to decide where the line is. steve refuses to somehow lead you on how jonathan did to you, how nancy did to him.

steve wont hurt you. thats the one thing hes sure of.

now its christmas and he has a cardigan in his hands, one that was expensive and hard to find but worth every penny and second of his time, and hes giving you a piece of himself. that is, a piece of himself that he knows hes ready to give you.

the cardigan is something steve thought of almost immediately after he tore your old one. instinctively he knew, as he shred the poor piece of fabric to wrap around you wound, that he would get you a new one as soon as he could. it seemed obvious to him at the time.

sewing his initials into the cardigans sleeve, however, had been an idea he spent so long agonizing over. steve didnt want you to get the wrong idea that he owned you or something, or that he thought he had some weird claim to you after you promised to stay. steve wants to sew the initials in to show you that you already have him, more than anyone else has ever had him before.

hes given you pieces of himself no one else has ever seen before, not even nancy. if anything, steve wants to show you that you have a claim on him, you always have, if hes being honest.

now he really, really hopes that you like it.

that is, if steve can avoid spilling blood all over the damn sweater.

when dustin calls him the next day, christmas eve, demanding that he come over to save him from your baking chaos, steve felt like his heart was going to explode.

nervously he placed the cardigan in his car and drove to your house, his heart beating wildly the entire drive. he isnt sure how, but he somehow knows that the cardigan that sits innocently in his passenger seat will solidify something between the two of you; an extension of your promise to him.

then steve walks into your house and sees you covered in flour and your hair in a messy ponytail surrounded by wracks of baked goods, all of his worries fade away. youre incredibly endearing and steve is just happy to see you.

and when your eyes light up when he gives you the cardigan, steve knows hes made the right choice. when he sees the tears in your eyes after youve found the sewn in patch with his initials, steve feels it. the warmth hes come to associate only with you, a feeling hes slowly started to welcome rather than fear.

hes yours.

and its only a matter of time before hes ready to make you his.

[katarzynakrzysztofa]

Kokushibo x Reader fic

Smut, non-con but she consents at the end?, aphrodisiacs, kidnapping, blowjob, riding, he calls her pet once, mild injury, yandere if you squint.

Description: Reader goes out to train, gets kiddnapped, gets injured, healer demon gives her aphrodusiac and she gets fucked :))) thats all.

I've always wanted to become a swordmen or more specifically a swordswoman, Watching my father training was one of my favorate activies! even though my father focused on my older brother in teaching the art of swordmenship I alwasy listen thoroughly. Despit my efforts to convince my father of teaching me aswell, I was rejected "A young lady such as yourself shouldnt be thinking about swords!" My father scolded me and force me to take lessons with my mother in cooking, cleaning, sewing and ect. While I enjoied these activities I didnt want this to be my future! So going against my Fathers wishes I went and took one of the spare wooden swords and went to the forest.

It felt amazing! Being able to wield a sword even if its just a wooden one is like a dream come true! I picked a location within the forest near a lake with lots of fresh fishes swimming within it. I practiced hard with my stance, remembering my fathers words towards my brother... "Keep a tight grip on your sword and legs, spread them apart and bend your knees slighty", as I recall all those intructions I put them in motion, and swing my arms towards a tree I choose as my spare buddy, I strike the tree with all the forces in my body... A scratch! I did it, I was actually able to successfully strike my 'opponent'! while I was celebrating, I didnt notice how much time went on, and while time flew on I continued to train without a thought in the world. While training a sharp branch stab her arm, "AH!" the woman shouted, she looked down and saw the branch pierce through her arm thats when she noticed how late it was "Father will get mad.. espcially after having a branch stab me.."

I looked through my bag that I brought with me and tried to heal or atleast stop the bleeding, I did so wrapping my arm in a bandage, was it good? no, did it stop the bleeding? yes. I thought it was enough as I ran through the forest to get home faster.

While running I heard footsteps... silent but it was so quiet in the forest it was noticible, I got worried at that.. someone was in this forest with me at at this hour. No, It might just be an animal, I thought to reassure myself and my safety.. I increased my speed just in case...

The footsteps sounded closer.. louder.. faster than mine, This cant be an animal, no.. I looked behind me to find a tall figure running towards me, A figure 2x my size running at me at full speed made me worry but when it came closer.. I saw no ordinary man.. no, I saw a man with six eyes staring right at my own eyes with the word number on written on the middle ones. My eyes widden in horror as my body freezes like a dear being hunted by a lion. The figure noticed my sudden stillness and stoped aswell, we were just staring at each other for a momment.

My mind went wild on what to do, If I ran I wouldnt be able to out speed it. I cant fight it with a wooden sword. All thats left is... death.. As the forest stayed silent I spoke out "What are you? Why are you chasing me!" I said, almost at the verge of crying, It was the end this was demon she was sure of it, She heard stories about monsters that hide within the shadows in morning and hunt at night, her own mother believed and told her about this but she believe them.. who would? The mans voice broke my thoughts "your blood caught my attention.. Rare blood". Attention? Her thoughts ran wild that she didnt notice the demon disappeared, and in the end she was knocked out.

It was no use, she was now somewhere unrecognizable, maybe a room. It had a bed and night stand in the corner, I was tied to a chair and had a gag in my mouth to keep me from screaming, I was scared as the demon left me alone for while.. I hope.. I hope were not in demon teritory!! As I was worrying about my stituation The six eyed man came back.. with another figure.. A demon perhaps?

"This person will.. heal your injuries.." The six eyed man said, injuries..? right. The thing that attracted the demon towards me. How could I forget

The demon walked towards me with a vile, A pink slimy substance was inside. "Now this will heal your injuries my dear.. but, it does have some side effects.." the demon said with a smug look. Side effects? I looked at him confused as the demon continued " you will feel some.. difference with your body, you might feel sick or.. aroused, it depends on the person taking the vile after all". What.

he took my gag out and forced the vile down my throat and left afterwards, leaving me and the six eyed demon alone. It felt.. weird.. VERY weird. "How are you feeling? feeling the side effects already?" he questioned. Dizzy.. and inflamed.. "I dont.. I feel hot.. is that normal..?" I said with a flushed face, "Ah." the demon sighed.

"You feel sexually aroused no..?" The demon said quietly, "No! I feel fine!" I obviously lying, moving around trying to free my hands, rubbing my thighs together to stimulate the heat I was currently feeling. The demon walked towards me, ripped the ropes that tied me and lifted my onto his strong arms, "Oh.." I sighed.. The feeling of another person let alone a demon felt amazing.. "I can smell your arousal.. theres no need to lie"

No! I cant feel such things for a demon! He might be attractive but that doesnt change the fact that he is a man eating demon that kiddnapped you! I tried to move away from his body "Are you rejecting me? Are you sure you will be able.. to handle yourself?" He said with a smirk, rubbing your thighs "...No.." I said quietly as I buried my face on his shoulders accpeting the faith I had. "Thats what I thought... Let me make this a special night for you as he kissed me passionately, I wrap my arms around his shoulders as support as I return this kiss.

He was bitting my lip gently as I opened my mouth allowing him access to my thoart, he quickly enters his tongue and took over my mouth, my body felt like it was on fire, A fire that would burn brighter until someone put her out, and this man right infornt of her, dominanting me and my body is the only one who can help me.

Before he took my clothes off he asked "Are you sure about this? This will definately change your life if you do... give yourself"

"Yes! please I cant handle it anymore.." I whimpered out as I felt my panties dampend.

He smiles gently before his smile turned into a lustful one, he ripped my clothes off in a swift motion, This night will DEFINATLEY change things.

(time skip)

I was moaning over and over again as my back was pressed on his sheets, he was pounding my pussy roughly "Do you enjoy this, pet?" he asked in a low dark voice, all I could respond with was a whimper that sounded like a yes as he laughted softly at that response, I've never had a man take me like this before, so passionately and rough. His dick was Big.. very big it hurt, but it also felt so good..

I was drooling as he changed our position, leaving me on top, I quickly bounced up and down to feed into my heat, the heat that didnt go out. I held onto his chest as support as I rolled my head back and let out a loud moan. "Nghh.. Ahh..! Its too muchh..!~" I said in a maon, I felt his hands grope my chest and play with my harden nipples.

He took my left breast on his mouth, licking, biting, pulling. It was an experience indeed.. The stimulation of riding his hard dick while he was playing with my breast brought me to my climax. "Im cumming! Im cumming! I cant hold it anymore!" I screamed, "Then cum" he said looking straight into my eyes while licking my breast, I squirted all my juice out leaving my pussy juice all over his dick, pelvis, and thighs with the loudest moan. I collapse on top of him panting.. he held my body tight.. I too hugged his body, I was about to fall asleep until "No,no no.. dont fall asleep now.. the night has just began, we have so much to do."

We fucked all night, he put me in so many different positions I thought I was a whore being bought and used.. like I was his play toy, maybe I was.. Im happy thought I loved it.

At the end, I was covered in his semen as was my insides aswell.

I was currently cleaning his large dick with my mouth sucking him gently as I ran my tongue on his cock, He was grunting softly, holding my hair up and pushing my me deeper than I already was, I moan softly as I closed my eyes, my jaw was sore and tired from having been stretch for so long.

I looked up and saw the demon with all his eyes lightly shut and he looked dazed, it was cute and hot at the same time honestly.. He then trusted into my mouth gently and slowly until he got a rythm, I stayed still talking it like the good pet I am, pleasing her master. Oh I feethe heat is starting to light up again.. He started pounding my mouth, his dick bulging on my throat and finally after a few thrust he came inside my mouth, the feeling of his thick, sticky, hot cum going down my throat was so arousing, I started touching my pussy as I stared at his moaning. Fingering myself and atlast came too.

I took his cock out of my mouth, kissing the tip of his dick before letting it go, He then laid down on the bed panting, I crawled up to him and laid on top of him pushing my body on his and wrapping my arms around his neck. He then placed his hands on my waist holding me. Our sweaty body mixed with cum were embracing each other. "I still dont know your name, mister.." I said quietly as I buried my face on his chest.

"Kokushibo" he answered quietly, "You may call me Kokushibo."

Does this make sense? No. :))

[chim-aera]

be good to me

I feel heavy, tired. like dew laden grass wet and scraping stuck to the back of my ankles like plaster of paris, like paper mache dripping and course, glue running down my thighs making every step more and more difficult.

I want to be light. deer light, fawn fast. rabbit racing. I want to bolt and run and run and run. through meadows and glades, let me be Atalanta let me be free. but I sink knee deep into the earth and Gaia gently lifts me out of her mires, setting me carefully onto my own trembling two feet.

everyone is moving quicker then me. flitting like bejeweled little dragonflies into their next chapter, their next page, while I'm left stuttering, stammering in between inkwells trying to wipe the murky stains across my palms trying to force in my own meager scribbles to fit somewhere, anywhere, then my own fragile mindscape.

I'm tired of being a poet im tired of being pathetic

I haven't picked up the pen in months, ages. too long, yet not long enough. I try to hold them down, clench my teeth like stark white enamel shining sentries yet the melonchaly worms its way out of my throat until it's spat into my palm all convoluted and chipper like an owl hacking up a pellet and instead spitting out its own beak.

I'm so tired.

I want to be loved.

gods damn it.

I want to be loved.

I always figured I'd prefer a dear destruction, enjoyable and pleasurable, soak me in honey, bitter with aconite, smile and call me darling as you drown me alive. as hands, rough and tender, crush my windpipe, as it was nearly done oh so long ago.

pull me down by my hair, yank me up by my chin, hold me down. with force, with chains, push me into the floor, the earth, Gaia winces, for I'm no Daphne, be it may, but no bark, no wooden armor will grace this fragile form of mine. no, I'm out in the open as all the hounds' fair game.

call me pretty as you summon forth my destruction, yet put me back together with soft words and praises. I'm used to sewing needles and crimson thread. the seams crude and trying, like everything I ever do if you dare to look close enough.

gods. gods I dont think I want to be destroyed anymore.

I want to be held. I'm tired of this awful, putrid self induced purgatory, let me for once, be held gently, caress my face, cup my cheeks in warm or calloused palms, let me nuzzle into them, desperate, like a cat melting into a caress. let me need you. will I let myself need you?

I've spent a lifetime picking myself apart with embalment tools. scalpels and pliars, neatly dissecting my diversities my dualaties until they were lined up in pretty little jars. an emotional, egregious apothecary if you will. I don't want this anymore.

hold me.

be good to me.

I'm resourceful, yes. like a fox, like a scholar, like a poet, like a fool. I've survived this long on clever little lies and armor sewn from hellebore, ivy coating my skin as a second layer of poison yet it only weakens myself.

I will exist. I will persist.

but gods, I am fragile.

unwind my paper wings, my metal key, see how battered my skull is. my mind clouded and clogged up with words and screaming. insults and fears toxic and tiring. my hands shiver, my body creaks, I want to collapse, into the cool dark dirt. into pillows, down soft and cottony, into someone's arms. hold me gently, hold me firm..

gods, I want to be protected.

that's all I've ever longed for.

but I sheathe my own sword. I've always been my own knight, my own champion, as meager a job I do, i keep myself alive. perhaps this is how Joan of Arc felt, I am not righteous but I understand that madness we deem holy that drives you forward into myth or misery.

In the end, she didnt want to die. no prophecy can warn you of how it feels to be aware, conscious as your soul slips agonizingly slowly from a mortal shell into that shadowed little waiting room we call the afterlife.

I don't want to go out like that.

please.

please.

as much wildness as I still cling onto. the sharpness of my words, the bite in my voice, the curve to my jaw, my teeth, my hands. my fierceness, my sensuality, hides sensitivity. It's armor too, a mask of itself, all honeyed kisses and fae fake frivolity

I'm so scared

I've always been. fear sets into my skull like a second soul. but will I ever discover how to soothe it?

please, please I'd let you destroy me if you asked nicely enough. I'm so used to people wanting to, theres some sick joy in watching something already so broken shatter into nothingness just to pick itself back up on trembling, trivial tenacity isn't there?

kintsugi.

let me dip my scars in gold, glaze my fractured fragments in ichor.

but as pretty as it may be, no amount of metal changes the fact that vase is still broken.

that I'm still broken.

gods. please.

I want to be held gently, because they want to.

"be good to me, I beg of you."

I'm so good at begging.

so please, please.

be gentle, I break easily, and I'm so tired of forging myself back on Hephaestus's irons.

I just want to be held.

please, be good to me.

[dyslexic-asexual]

A while ago I had a lot of different types of pants I wanted and was getting frustrated trying to find them and also trying to figure out how to acquire them all without buying anything redundant to my wardrobe... Well Ive finally figured it all out and Im so excited Im going to tell you about my plans- all of these have some element of diy so youre not just reading a shopping list:

I wanted those black cargo jeans with the white contrast seams, this is what was giving me so much trouble to find. I did finally find some but they needed hemmed (as ALL of my pants do, 5'3" problems), but I didnt have time to before college, and I DEFINITELY didnt want to hand sew them, so i just held the hems up with some safety pins I had. I only used two on each leg tho so the hems were still coming unfolded, and well you know me I liked the safety pins so much I just decided to add a bunch more. Like Studded the Whole Hem with Them -more. And that inspired me to eventually turn these into crust pants. I dont have many patches atm but I dont want that many on the pants themselves, and I do want a battle jacket* to go with them. They dont have the painters(?) loops on them so I also want to add those, and the seams are extremely itchy so the waistband needs lined with something softer so Im no longer forced to ALWAYS tuck my shirt in with them.

*Battle jacket: I already had this idea as a tween and started putting ALL my pins and patches on this one vest I have, but its so messy I never wear it. Im going to take the ones I actually want to wear and get a black jacket for them to match the jeans. The vest can stay and hold on to some of the more fun ones, the rest I will probably just give away bc theyre not worth selling.

Copia jeans: holy shit I want these so so so so so so bad 😭 Luckily I have a base to diy them- my current ripped black jeans that I was not at all careful with and completely shredded the elastic, which at first I was sad about but for their new purpose it totally works! And the cut is similar enough for me. Now all I need is matching black fabric to go underneath the rips and something to make the crotch corset (but I want it to just be topical somehow bc even a shitty #fashon button fly is faster than having to painstakingly unlace them every time I have to piss).

Mary jeans: if you dont know already Im putting together a lil Mary goore cosplay and my current jeans^ just arent it, but Im less sure about what I want here. Obviously I want something I can get the most wear out of and still have it look accurate, but I dont really like tight pants. We will just have to see, bc Ive looked a little bit and havent found anything yet.

Patchwork jeans: Ive wanted these for a while and they would also be good to diy (bc I think theyre starting to go "out" and already have in stores) I just need enough different base fabric. I do have a lot of old worn out jeans but as for the colors I definitely dont have any super pale denim.

Current jacket: I want to put something spacey on the backpiece, space is like "my thing" and this is my "signature jacket" so I want to combine them but idk how yet.

Possum cosplay(???): theres a meme on here about wearing a possum outfit and as soon as I saw it I was inspired but I need pretty much every single piece so this is pretty low on the priority list lol 💀

Thanks for reading I love rambling about my future plans bc it helps me get my thoughts in order!

[elysiaheaven]

Hi! I was hoping you could recommend some songs for your Jiaoqiu fic. I wanted to make a playlist in Youtube. If you don't mind!

It was honestly one of the saddest fic I ever read. The entire beheading part was so uncomfortably well-written!

And the sewing part, absolutely was so dark yet sad. Y/n's backstory was so sad. Wanting to travel planets only to be give some-ass background story by some foxian god, who just ruined other lives because he was alone. Only to try to protect the village she really grew to care about to be turned into fucking statues because of a insecure god.

Overall, I honestly don't like female reader, especially the tragic ones. But, This one felt so real with the breakdowns. Really wanted to give a hug for her!

Also, Y/n's character was so beautifully scary. The recipe for Borisin chapter? and then when Jiaoqiu cooked her that. Her reactions were so yandere-scary. It was so thrilling tho! Chapter 1 spooked the hell out of me. I mean those statues descriptions! It was a dream. I was so glad...

Honestly, this y/n was so similar yet a new turn for me Honestly each description felt so real to read.... I def love how your Jiaoqiu version. It showed his serious side more than his playful one. The way you wrote for the few chapters of him being so uncomfortable felt like real..? I was kinda angry at her. But at the same time, Y/n notices them and slowly moves away. yet, only takes action if he starts it.

Moze was so cute in this book. Feixiao was so well too! You made sure to show contrast between Moze's care and Feixiao!

Moze always lurks in the shadows, So he was able to figure out about her being somewhat innocent. I was also glad you didn't show him as a love interest! I mean since y/n was Jiaoqiu's wife... It's a wife reader. So Thank you for that!

Feixiao tried to solve everything, yet kept an eye on you. Felt really happy that you showed how much she cares!

Yunli and Bailu were so cute with y/n!

Honestly, y/n's self deprivation was too relatable for me, I mean the way she cried and the breakdowns felt so real. Maybe I saw myself in this y/n so maybe that's why I didn't hate this one! The way Jiaoqiu/ everyone comforted her was just... Top tier.

The lines- something like- "You really are the goddess of betrayal! You betray your feelings to be useful/ trying to make others happy by giving yourself slowly.." This is entirely y/n's character.. I thought the love was gonna be so rushed, It didn't at all! You actually gave reasons on how he could have loved her before knowing how she was. Not those fics like, 'he only started to love her when he learned who she was'. He really started to care before itself. It was really....

Also Fuck Hoolay? He literally pulled a 'make you suffer down with me'

In all, Thank you! This fic was so wonderful......

Honestly thank you.

Thanking you,

Some person <3

seeing how you like- noticed a lot of things and took time to write such a... message makes me really happy.. The intent of the beheading part was the original ending.. I felt like it would make the fic so much bad and considering after 2.5 Jiaoqiu became such a comfort character for me.. Plus, this y/n grew on me!! I THINK I REALLY DID SOMETHING HUH? I MEAN YOU SAY YOU DONT LIKE FEMALE BUT MINE WAS GOOD?? YAY!!! The breakdowns was easily hard. Had to imagine a lot for those...

Chapter 1 is to scare off people from the fic, since they wont read my garbage.

Hehe the borisin one was to scare too! I really didnt like writing those but haha- my friend was crazy!

About the jiaoqiu version thanks for understanding! i thought ppl will say i made him wrong because he really seems like a serious guy when a threat comes up! thinking both ways. he can act out I loved working on Jiaoqiu’s development, too! I wanted to show how, even though he’s someone who struggles with his feelings, he starts caring for Y/n early on, without it feeling rushed or shallow. It’s not that sudden “I love you because I pity you” trope — his feelings are much deeper, rooted in respect and admiration that grow naturally over time. At least I hope I did!

SAME THOUGHTS THE REASON WHY I EVEN CHOSE HIM AS A SOFTER IN THIS IS BECAUSE OF THAT still he was cold but he didnt show his anger on her because he saw her crying. Feixiao was correct too! Shes a general and would def see if theres so many ways to save jiaoqiu from a spirit! I totally understand the frustration towards her self-deprivation. Writing that aspect of her, where she’s constantly trying to please everyone at her own expense, was painful but necessary to build her character. That line you mentioned, “You really are the goddess of betrayal…,” it was the reason even addressed her as the betrayal goddess I'm really sorry if it made you feel like understanding i get it it must be hard! but pls the entire message was not to sacrifice yourself you are you and theres ppl who love you! I really wanna thank for you this message...

Also yeah! you can make it as a playlist and send me a link once you post it! ill be happy to see...! im glad to see ppl like this...really worked my ass off

and for the songs pls dont be anonymous dm me ill answer u! heeheheh <3

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hey I really like your creepypasta stuff and I was wondering about general headcannons for Jane and clockwork ? Thank you!

I haven't gotten any clockwork requests yet! And i get very few Jane requests! Super excited for this one...

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jane

Very much into trad goth and romantic goth subcultures

Lesbian, she/her, 24 years old

5'8"

Her favorite band is She Wants Revenge

She lives in the manor, but she and jeff are kept far away from each other due to constant fights breaking out between the two

For a while, liu tried to help them work out their differences as a mediator, but that obviously didnt work

Jane, however, is actually good friends with Liu

She has a huge crush on nurse ann

I mean, who doesn't

Shes a very quiet person, generally

Very logical, ordered, scheduled

She is one of Sally's primary caretakers, along with Liu and EJ

Her ultimate fantasy is to have a date with her soulmate in a graveyard

Shes very interested in fashion, even designing some of her own fashion lines, but they are nothing more than sketches as she hasn't taken the time to learn how to sew yet

She's one of the very few creeps that keeps her distance from everyone else

She has a few close friends, namely, Ej and Liu, but other than that she doesn't really talk to anyone

She is polite and civil, but she doesn't go out of her way to be overly friendly

She is African American

Her proxy tattoo is on her thigh

I like to imagine her voice sounds like a deeper version of Amy Lee's

She likes having her nails done, and especially likes having acrylics with charms on them

Her favorite set (and the one she gets done over and over again) are black nails with silver crosses, pearls and chains

I feel like she has very intense PTSD from everything with Jeff, and refuses to be anywhere near fire, or men that she doesn't know for too long

And sure, it makes her work harder, but she's slaying so its not all that bad

As far as her work goes, she is normally used for spying and recon missions, as she is very stealthy, and even if she does get caught she can be very persuasive and manipulative

I feel like she would be the type of person to have very few tattoos and piercings

The tattoos she does have, they have meaning

For example, she has a rose on her left arm, and a daisy on her right arm, as these were her parents favorite flowers

I feel like she would use very high quality perfumes, like gucci and dior stuff

The best way to explain her signature scent is "expensive"

She is absolutely a boss bitch <333

Clockwork

Lesbian, she/her, 23 years old

5'6"

She's very butch <333

The best way i can explain her personality is Applejack from mlp

She's very extroverted and enjoys hanging out with people around the mansion

She wears so many flannels

Seriously. Someone needs to stop her from buying them

Flannels and blue jeans are her jam

I imagine that she smells like old spice, because she thinks all "female" deoderants smell too weak

Also, old spice fits her aesthetic better

Shes so gay for Jane

I feel like Jane would know at least a little about Nat's feelings

She wholeheartedly denies having said feelings though

She loves physical sport, and can often be found wrestling or sparring with another creep

As a result, she is tanned and buff

She has a septum ring, an eyebrow ring and has contemplated getting small gauges

Her proxy tattoo is on her shoulder

Other than that, i don't think she would have many other tattoos

I can see her having something like a star on her shoulderblade, or maybe a dolphin on her ankle, but thats about it

I would think that she's really close with Toby, Jane and maaaaybe Liu

Her proxy work normally consists of fast paced missions

If you need someone beat up quick, shes your girl

I feel like she would try really hard to be a plant person, but she just can't figure it out

She can also play the acoustic guitar

She only really plays it when Sally asks her too, though

When Sally first got in the mansion, Nat would help lull Sally to sleep by playing a song and singing softly by her bed

It really helped Sally warm up to the manor, and get comfortable living there

Ever since then, Sally and Nat have gotten really close, making Nat one of the first people she asks to play dolls with, asks to watch tv with, asks to dance with, etc

I feel like she would smoke every now and then, but its only to help calm her anxiety and she only does it when she knows there aren't any small children that could potentially be watching her

I feel like she would have BPD and maybe some OCD

[pumpkinrootbeer]

I am DYING to talk about Alastor. He’s absolutely my favorite, I love sassy little shits, especially when they’re otherwise the picture of manners.

I do think he made a deal with Lilith. They were gone for the same amount of time, he clearly isn’t at full power (wings clipped! Mouth sewn!!) and he at first didn’t seem to like Charlie at all. Sure, she’s powerful, but nobody knew that, especially not her. She annoyed him, but grew on him for sure and how he wants to protect her but can’t since he’s not able to summon his full power yet. Charlie may be able to get him out of his deal, or maybe he thinks she can use her relationship with her mom to convince her to let him go. Hence the favor!

My theory is Lilith asked him to watch over the hotel and possibly to kill Lucifer. She had to get into heaven somehow, and what better way than to betray the man she left Adam for? She sewed his mouth shut so that he couldn’t tell anyone and sent him to help build her daughter’s dream. Possibly also to sabotage it? Although we don’t see him doing this beyond the first episode. Husk clearly knows something, because when he comes back Al specifically turns to Husk in warning before turning to Charlie’s hug.

ANYWAY would love to hear your thoughts!!

I LOVE ALASTOR genuinely its really fun to see an ace character who isn't a robot, or emotionless, or comically innocent. super fun time for me specifically. also quick sidebar, how they went about showing his depth by him literally loosing it was so satisfying and works so well for his character. hazbin baby im so sorry i doubted your writing so onto the theories! i do 100% think lilith and alastor are connected, and i dont think it would be stretch to say she's the one who owns his soul. the reinforced detail of 7 years obviously is a big piece of evidence, along with his hate of lucifer, but her being in heaven reinforces it more for me honestly because of Zestial's line in episode 3 "Some hath spun wild tales of you falling to... holy arms?". imo its either lilith or a character we havent meant yet. (ive seen people throw eve's name around 🤔) now weather or not she wants him to protect charlie and/or the hotel is another matter. its gonna be pretty hard to predict what exactly the terms are and what she wants from him (if anything!) until we get more content. i dont think its really much of a stretch to come to that conclusion and im not not saying i believe it, but im not really sold on it. if it turns out canon i woudnt be surprised tho lol

him hanging around charlie could be her mom wants him to protect her, hence the annoyance he holds towards her at first, or it could be she has status! sure they dont know how strong she is but shes the princess of hell, and everyone respects that to some degree. her side is the winning side! (another side bar alastor actually truly believing in her makes me so so emotionally ill 😭 like he didnt doubt shed be able to rally people. and he lowkey encouraged her with his little shit talk pep talk. mi amor... babito....)

the stitches across his mouth, the way he dances around his 7 year absence, the way he completely switches up with husk when his deal is mentioned could all be unrelated but hazbin doesn't exactly do coincidences. the details are all very purposeful, ever since the pilot, so i do think he cant talk about it.

i also am inclined to believe that he didnt make the deal for his power and the deal is actively restricting it. for one, its more interesting imo. two, the line "once i figure out how to unclip my wings, then i'll be pulling all the strings" he clearly thinks he'll be stronger out of the deal, which sure, could be his arrogance. or the reason why hes so arrogant is because he used to be able to back up his talk 100%. i mean the kind of sheer confidence he has is absurd, he wasnt scared of adam, he wasnt scared of lucifer. he acts like someone who is just not used to being weaker than anyone. part of the reason hed be so desperate for freedom is because the deal is literally a threat on his life. he almost died for them!

tbh not sure if husk knows the specifics of the deal or not, because that scene in the finale could just be alastor being alastor. "haha bitch u thought" type beat. either way!! im pretty pumped for s2 and seeing alastors inevitable downward spiral. beat him up again. also maybe he makes some more friends pretty please

[lavellane]

um hiiiii hehe... for elspeth..... 💯🎮🚫🐷🍝

💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.

she loves horses! or maybe i should say mounts in general (gotta keep it vague for when she gets a griffon. bc she will <3 or else <3) and she finds a lot of comfort in the routine of care/grooming/bonding . a real certified horse girl despite me myself not having any clue how horses work. she also just has an aura that horses find very agreeable i guess lol. she's great at calming them and post dao when she's acting as warden-commander she sort of becomes a bit of legend - outside of the whole killing the archdemon thing - due to her unmatched ability to calm spooked horses and adjust them to the day-to-day reality of darkspawn/taint etc. her own mount is the fastest in the vigil's keep stables, and her name is mistral, named after her mother's warship during the orlesian occupation <3

big cartography fan !! which is a hobby she developed from loghain, who was sort of like a godfather figure to her growing up. she used to sit around his war room in the months where she'd stay with anora in gwaren and watch him pour over maps with his advisors. she's naturally grown up enamored with the land of ferelden and the history behind it so of course she'd want to know all about it's geography too. the skill came in handy in her later years because it translated to great situational awareness and survival skills. she can navigate her way out of almost every terrain and u rarely ever have to worry about getting lost when ur with her.

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies?

cartography as stated above, but also embroidery and tourneys! the embroidery one stemmed as a natural result of her mother insisting its a skill noble women should all know, but she loves it for it's practical applications. her childhood and adulthood were very rough and tumble so her being able to mend her clothes quickly while on the road was paramount. also just being a bit of a hyperactive kid she really enjoyed the creative outlet it provided. she spent a LOT of time sewing mabaris into her shirt sleeves when she should have been paying attention to orlesian history lmao

and then there's the tourney thing. the vast chunk of elspeths former combat experience was from bandits on cousland territory, OR from tourneys. ferelden acknowledged pretty quickly that she was proving to be one of the most talented swordsmen in the country before she had even turned 18, although it had never been really tested considering she'd never fought an actual war. she fought and won in every major ferelden tourney since she was 16 up until she turned 21 when she was finally beaten in a match by teyrn loghain himself <3 was she a little hurt that he didnt let her win ? no she was a Lot hurt that he didnt let her win lol.

🚫 PROHIBITED — does your oc drink/smoke? do they do it regularly, or is it more on occasion or for special events?

she doesnt smoke but she does drink socially! especially with her gray warden charges, though she doesnt like to imbibe too much bc she'd rather someone keep vigilant lol. she can hold her liquor pretty well, but on the odd occasions where she goes overboard she becomes a lot more lighthearted and chatty than her usual stoic/moody self. a lot more smiles, and lot more sharing stories she wouldnt normally share, and just overall a good vibe until she wakes up in the morning miserable bc shes Revealed Too Much

🐷 PIG FACE — what is your oc's favorite animal?

griffon, next question

if she lives long enough to learn that the griffons are back, definitely griffons. but until then, like i said she loves horses and has a special affinity for them. dogs too, but that's more just an extension of her being ferelden. she also likes cats ! really, shes an animal person through and through and there's very few of the makers creatures she doesnt like. centipedes, maybe.

🍝 SPAGHETTI — what is/are your oc's favorite food(s)?

oooooo good question. so there are a bunch of ferelden dishes i could point to which she definitely enjoys despite them definitely being an acquired taste for hardened ferelden pallets lol... but i WILL say, her greatest shame is that she secretly loves orlesian pastries. the first time she ever went to orlais (very much against her will) was on a diplomatic journey to meet with stroud, the orlesian warden-commander. she hated the entire experience and was uncooperative for the whole duration she was there, UNTIL like the 2nd night before she was supposed to leave, when he ended up sharing some sweet treats he had sitting at his desk. she loved them so much she sort of inadvertently thawed out and stroud managed to bribe her to the point where they meet up like twice a year and consider each other good friends. lmao.

[eldritch-nightmare]

Hi! Could I get a creepypasta match up please!

I am 5 foot...not very blessed in the height department unfortunately, I'm slim but well endowed in both upper and lower departments. I'm fairly light for being Hispanic (i don't go outside in the sun often) I have shoulder length hair, its currently red and has been red for a hot minute, but in the past it used to be shorter and a different color every other week. Like for two weeks I could have purple hair then BOOM it's yellow now. I have 21 piercings. I have two in the center of my eyebrows, two nostril piercings. One on each side, a septum. And snake bites. I used to have My bridge pierced but I took it out bc it was in the process of migrating:/m I have 26 tattoos. IT SOUNDS LIKE A LOT. But it's not..THAT many when you actually get a good look at my full body. Most of them are on my thighs, I have some on my back, I have chest tattoos and a wrist tattoo. All my tattoos are either witchy, satanic, or of pretty pin up women and fruit.

Personality wise. I'm not sure, I have adhd, autism and bpd. I can be loud and excitable but also REALLY quite, aloof and awkward. I am a very passionate person and I'm always doing something (or at least trying to) I love to learn new things, I love to talk, I love to listen but I also love to just sit in absolute silence sometimes. I hate the sound of people sneezing, idk why it just REALLY upsets me. I can be really nice and helpful but I don't like being taken advantage of. I don't like confrontation but I will stand up for myself and or my friends if it's truly necessary. I am very giving, if someone I care about was in need I wouldn't mind giving them the shirt off my back or the shoes I'm wearing...it's happened before too. I also love shopping. I may have a slight....shopping addiction. I also have a very strong sense of justice and respect, so you won't catch me doing anyone dirty, but I won't let anyone do me dirty and ill cut them off if they keep crossing the line. I'm very good at sniffing out snakes. And I try to warn people around me about fake people and they never believe me until shit hits the fan, and then they sit there like ":0 I didn't know" TF YOU MEAN YOU DIDNT KNOW I TOLD YOU!?

I have daddy issues and don't have a stable father figure in my life 🧍🏻‍♂️ I love my mom though, shes cool

Style wise. I'm a bit all over the place, I've been in the alternate community since I was born. My dad was a metal head soo it kind of passed. But not really. Mental only stuck for so long. I tried scene, not my personal style but I loved the music. I was in the emo scene for a good couple of years until i started to hang out with the punk kids in my highscool, they were a little to much for me, activity wise though so it didn't last to long. But I found my home in the goth subculture and then from that point on, I explored the subcultures within that subculture. I tried nu goth, pastel goth, gothic lolita, trad goth. And none of them felt right, until I found gothabilly. And I find myself most comfortable in thag vintage style and the pin up style. My favorite brand (just so you can get an idea) is vixen by micheline pitt. My closet is just PURE black. With hints of black and white stripes and red.

I have many hobbies. I used to do tattoos on myself and my friends. I tried to get into piercing....it was a little too scary for me. I know how to make jewelry, I know how to paint, and draw. I know how to write, I love reading. I get too far down weird and obscure rabbit holes. I'm learning how to sew and I love it. I have a huge passion for fashion. And I want to start My brand one day. Even if it's small and for a niche group. I love to game, I love horror games especially, Outast is one of my favorite game series. I love horror period. Horror stories, movies, books. I love collecting specimens, like pinned bugs or mice in Jars. I have a small jar of bones. I love the dead. My favorite horror movie is either Saw or Scream. I also love watching indie disturbing horror movies as well. I'm a practicing witch, and I often use pendulums to communicate with. There was an old ghost of a woman who used to live in my apartment. She was cool sometimes but she messed with the doors and lights to much. I also used to collect dolls, specifically monster high dolls, but I wanted to branch out to haunted dolls...but then I thought mayybe that wouldn't be a good idea. I also love to cook and bake, and i love trying new food. I am also learning how to roller skate.

I don't like spiders though, which is ironic because I love spider web design and embroidery on my clothing. They just...look...ugly in. And their faces freak me out. I can't stand bad smells. I have a very very strong sense of taste and smell so I can be pretty sensitive around food and with bad odors. I don't like being woken up when I'm sleeping and I don't like being around loud obnoxious people.

Just for reference, I am afab nonbinary but present feminine to androgynous. I like both dudes and women and other NB people. My favorite creepypastas used to be Eyeless Jack, Bloody Painter, Jason the Toy Maker, the doll maker and the Puppeteer. I mean I liked ALL the pastas but they were my particular favorites

this feels so short in comparison to all that you sent me and i'm deeply sorry for that.

your matchup is... clockwork!

natalie is a very simple person, believe it or not. she's fairly blunt and isn't the type to bullshit a person so you don't have to worry about her taking advantage of you and your kindness. she's also really good at spotting snakes, so honestly you two could be a snake-sniffing duo and point out all the people you should avoid and whatnot.

she's an incredibly honest person as well and the type to never beat around the bush so if she wants to say something, she will say it.

she's a fairly emotionally reserved person so she doesn't wear her heart on her sleeve but when it's just the two of you, she lets her walls down a bit and she allows herself to relax a little.

she's more of a listener than a talker so she'll sit there and listen to you talk for hours. she doesn't mind sitting in silence either, because with you it's rather comfortable. but on the very rare occasion that she's the one doing all the talking, she'll definitely appreciate the fact that you're listening. it makes her feel seen in ways she could never describe.

natalie thinks you look good with any hair color, to be honest. i think in the beginning she was definitely a bit caught off guard by your spontaneous hair color changes but she gets used to it rather easily because it's just another part of you that she's fond of. she is just a bit concerned about your hair potentially getting damaged if you dye it too often but... she's not a hair expert, so. and honestly, she's thought about dying her hair as well, so. maybe you can recommend a color for her!

she also thinks you look wicked cool with your piercings and tattoos by the way. and she would absolutely love to hear about the meanings of your tattoos if any of them have one that you're willing to share with her.

she may not look like it, but natalie is pretty interested in fashion! she doesn't dabble in many styles herself because of various reasons but she is very interested in all of your own styles ranging from any goth and punk clothing you may own to the vintage and pin-up style you currently have going on.

if you asked natalie what her hobbies were she would probably just shrug and say, 'don't have any.' but trust me when i tell you that she does. she is so very much interested in deep diving into obscure topics and going down rabbit holes that she probably shouldn't go down because she loves learning about all the weird things buried underneath, hidden away from the average person.

honestly, you guys could probably make a date night out of deep diving into two separate topics and telling each other about it as you go. seems like it would be a pretty fun thing to do.

natalie doesn't particularly pay much attention to video games but she isn't against playing one or two if you recommend it to her! she's pretty invested in the things that you like, so she'll definitely play anything you recommend.

as for horror movies, natalie also probably doesn't give them much thought but trust me when i say she is a big fan of the saw franchise. i can see it now, you sitting her down to watch the saw movies and her just getting absolutely hooked and totally developing a crush on amanda young because honestly who doesn't. after the saw franchise, she's definitely more interested in horror than she was before and she'll probably sit down in her own time to watch some other movies just to talk about them to you.

always down to have her hair and nails done by you if you want to do them. she'll pay you as well, don't worry, just like... don't ask where she got the money because that would lead to a really awkward conversation probably. and she's also rooting for you to get into college to study fashion design!

so yeah anyways you guys would be a cute couple together and you'd have two cats and a rabbit named pumpkin or something and yeah.

[aw-tysm]

hi im the anon from before.

to summarize my intentions here: i am wary of you because of how i have been treated in the past by people who post about the same things that you do and im trying to figure out whether or not you are going to be unkind to me if i exist earnestly in your vicinity like other autistic people who are similar to you have in the past.

i was not diagnosed with autism as a kid because my mom refused to have me tested because she didnt want the responsibility of raising a disabled child. she chose to intentionally ignore my impairments, and when she couldnt she made it clear that she thought my disabilities were personal and moral failings on my part. she has been calling me a spaz for so long that i didnt realize it was an ableist slur until i was a grown adult. i have been repeatedly told that being undiagnosed means you are obviously low support needs and nobody seems to be saying otherwise and that feels gross to me because my experiences dont make sense in that framework. and when i try to explain that to other people they invalidate and deny my experiences instead of challenging their own viewpoint of autism.

i suffered from severe head trauma as a three year old and it isnt actually diagnosed because my mom didnt take me to the ER. she took me to the family pediatrician who held me down long enough to sew shut the gaping wound on my forehead because my mom was planning to go see a play and she didnt want to have to stay home and keep an eye on me after i hurt myself. and now i am actively denied referrals to neurologists despite having seizures all the time. which i plan to sue over once i can get help figuring out how to do so. i have been heavily medically neglected because of my autistic behaviors that are undiagnosed because of the medical discrimination i face over my brain damage.

my emotional instability from the brain damage has been diagnosed as every "problem disorder" under the sun and as such everyone i ever meet thinks im delusional and out of touch with reality. i cant get adequate medical care because people think im crazy because of my more extreme brain damage symptoms and how they combine with my autism.

according to your definition i do have caregivers! even if theyre not very good at taking care of me! but when other "high/mid" supports needs autistics on here were questioning my disability i was told that the only caregivers that matter were ones that were paid to help you, that loved ones didnt count. i was made fun of for saying my loved ones are my caregivers. which is why i now say i dont have one. thats what i have been told to do by other people who claim they are more of an authority on autism than me.

according to your definition i also dont and cant mask but according to all the other autistic people who like to make fun of me all the time my severe ocd is the same thing as masking so thus im obviously low support needs. i have been called "sheldon cooper" by so many "high/mid" support needs autistic people that its not funny anymore. im constantly made fun of for "masking" by people who are mocking me for how stereotypically autistic i am behaving and its making me feel scared and sick. im being repeatedly gaslit about what masking looks like so people can deny my disabilities.

i have had "high/mid" support needs autistic people call me "retarded" repeatedly because i get upset when they mislabel me as "low support needs" when i am evidently not.

i have been silenced with extreme violence because early diagnosed autistic people keep saying im "talking over them" when i try to explain that my experiences dont fit within their perception of autism.

im just.

you seem like you have genuinely good intentions but at the end of the day the way you are engaging with the autism community makes me feel unsafe as a psychotic autist with brain damage who has severe medical and psychiatric trauma from neglect i face due to ableism.

some of us dont get to have a diagnosis even if having one would help us survive. some of us dont get to have adequate caregivers even if we need them. some of us dont get any accommodations at all even if we need them.

i am. literally struggling to survive. because allistic society does nothing but abuse me and the autistic community seems to want to pretend they dont see it? my basic needs arent being met and nobody thinks its their responsibility to help me and im getting scared.

i just feel like i have been forcibly pushed out of my own community by people who think they are an authority who has the right to "correct misinformation." i dont think you should all get to Speak As Authorities in a way that gives people who have more niche experiences no room to talk about their own lives.

you arent an authority on autism. you are an authority on your own experiences. and if you want to correct misinfo as it relates to your own experiences then fine but you need to be more mindful of what actually counts under "your experiences" because as i see it your viewpoint on autism is limited and you are imposing an Autism Standard that only covers a very small part of the spectrum.

you. are not. an expert. on the whole. autism. spectrum. and yet you think its your place to "correct misinformation" based on your own beliefs and opinions and experiences. what if its not misinfo and you are just misunderstanding someone???? what if YOU just dont understand what they are talking about because you dont have direct experience with it??

how can you trust that the information you are spreading is any more correct or helpful?

i am at least "mid support needs" according to all the definitions and requirements and yet other people who claim to be my peers keep calling me ableist slurs because they insist im low support needs.

i just want to know that if i interact with your blog as a person who doesnt fit your expectations that you arent going to tear me to absolute shreds over it like the bajillion other "high/mid" support needs autistic people who have literally called me retarded for not wanting to be improperly labeled in a way that denies my suffering.

and like. this is not "discourse" and im frustrated that you see it as such. its such a red flag. i am begging you to be more mindful of autistic people who have experiences that you dont understand because youre attempts to "educate" are biased.

i just. i think yall should stop appointing yourselves as Autism Ambassadors when you are only knowledgeable on a very narrow part of the autism spectrum: the part you personally are on.

you are a hairs breadth away from unintentionally denying a lot of peoples experiences and i think yall need to just. take a step back and ask yourselves what exactly you think you are accomplishing by "correcting misinformation" like this. who is correcting all the misinformation i was fed by people who didnt want to allow me to talk about how hard my autism makes my life?

Honestly? It sounds like you're just giving yourself reasons to not follow me. And that's perfectly fine, you don't have to follow me. Keeping yourself safe is important.

I'm really just kind of consfused to be honest? I don't know who you are, I don't even know if I follow you. As far as I'm concerned, I don't interact with you in any kind of capacity already. I haven't seen anyone really interact with my blog beyond just liking or reblogging. So it's rather confusing having these asks come out of nowhere?

And some things that higher support needs post about aren't really based on "their experiences"? Like, it's just a fact that autism is a developmental disorder. That autism is considered a disability. We haven't been given any new scientific evidence yet to say otherwise. It's also just plain fact that some autistics have more severe symptoms that occur more frequently than others. There's studies around that kind of thing too? Sure we learn new things as we go and we correct accordingly where we can.

I labelled it "discourse" because you mention the term "heavily medicalised autistic people" and also mentioned that you're "anti-psych". You can be anti-psych if you want to, and I understand some of it stems from trauma, I'm not gonna stop you. But I'm not anti-psych and at this point in my life, I will never be anti-psych.

I'm also not the one labelling you as low support needs. What you're going through sucks, for sure. I'm not going to invalidate your experiences. But I'm also not a person who is good at emotional reciprocity. So if you're looking for some empathy or support, I'm probably not the blog to be following. I'm not a person who is good at that. Never have been and probably never will be.

I don't claim to be an advocate or an activist or an authority for autism. I am just one person posting my thoughts out into the void and learning new things as I go.

I have been on this hellsite since about 2010. And with this blog specifically? I am just out here vibing with about 100 followers, some of which are probably only here for the kpop.

You curate your own experiences here. Sometimes blogs just change or you realise you don't agree with them anymore, that's a-okay. It happens.

I've no idea how to how to make this experience better for you as I've no idea what I've done wrong. So if you feel that in order to protect yourself and keep yourself safe that you need to unfollow me, then do what's best for you.

[helpimstuckinafandom]

15 Questions 15 Mutuals 😁

Thank you for the tag @sunflowergraves! I did not expect this and was super excited by being tagged by you!!!!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Specifically no! My parents wanted to specifically not name me or my sisters after any relatives so people wouldn't get bitter if they or a dead relative weren't used as the name (which my dad fucked up with the first kid by accidentally naming my older sister after his grandmother, because she always used a nickname and he deadass forgot that it was her name lmaoo)

2. When was the last time you cried?

Definitely within the month but I have a bad memory (except for when I don't). I think it might've been earlier in this month watching the scene of Riley breakdown in Inside Out????

3. Do you have kids?

Nope! Don't think I'll ever want em either

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I think so yeah but usually the other person's in on the bit, if that makes sense

5. What sports do you play/have played?

I did curling and cross country but did not want to

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Hair and outfit. It just the first thing to register before getting into smaller features

7. What's your eye color?

I go with Hazel just because people have tried to figure it out for years lmao (it's not that deep, but I will never forget my friends all trying to figure it out, calling another person over to ask them what my eye colour is, and them replying "oh that's easy! They're-....... *looks very deeply into my eyes* .....huh.....")

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings but I'm not against scary movies. But if this shit isn't tied up nice I'll feel ill for weeks

9. Any special talents?

Not that I'm aware of! (I don't mean this self-deprecatingly, I just genuinely don't know and that's a-okay)

10. Where were you born?

Canada

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing and reading and I guess gaming. I wanna get into sewing though!

12. Do you have pets?

Nope! But my grandma has a cat that I named (Tybalt, because he do be acting like he's the prince of cats haha)

13. How tall are you?

5'8

14. Favorite subject in school?

I assume we're going high school so English and Writer's Craft

15. Dream job?

I honestly don't know

Tagging: @hikari-yumi @wwwwyamd @mintshade-springtime @bucketofcowboys @sillyguyhotline @didnt-want-to-be-a-halfblood @thatgaymoth

[butchdykekondraki]

OMG I CAN **DEFINITELY** RAMBLE ABOUT THE HUMAN CENTIPEDE WAA I'll be talking about the first film !!! Cuz the second one is too fucked up

okay so here are the tws !!!1!1!

Tw Murder, suicide, body horror.. slight sxual themes(like one icky scene), technically kidnapping, blood, death, guns, drugs.. I'm sorry if I missed anything D: !!

Okay so I'm gonna try to put this in a timeline like u did with dsaf, but first the characters ^_^

Characters:

> a truck driver (shock) (he dies)

> Jenny, an American tourist, Lindsay's friend

> Lindsay an American tourist, Jenny's friend

> Amy, a friend of Jenny's and lindsays (we only hear her voice, never see her)

> Katsuro, japanese tourist who can't speak English not germna

> Dr. Josef Heiter, German, main villain

> Kranz and Voller , German detectives

> 3dog / 3 hound , literally just 3 combined dogs

NOW FOR THE TIMELINE WAA!!!!

> Heiter cries over pictures of his 3dog , which are 3 rottweilers combined mouth to ass.

> he spots a truck driver who stopped to go take a shit in the woods and shoots him

> the movie cuts off to Lindsay and Jenny.

> Lindsay and Jenny are both tourists at Germany, they are staying at a hotel.

> Lindsay calls up Amy to tell her that they're both going to a party because some dude invited Jenny, and Jenny calls the car company to rent a car for a little.

> they drive but get lost in the woods, and get a flat tire in the middle of arguing.

> unable to figure out what to do, and with it raining, they argue some more. Lindsay tries to call someone, but no luck because theres no signal for whatever reason.

> they're staying in the car thinking of what to do, when this old guy who looks high af stops his car next to them, thinking they're p0rn actresses or whatever the fuck, talking in German.

> Lindsay and Jenny try to ask him for help, but Jenny translates the fact he said "fucking" and they both decide to not continue the conversation. Eventually the guy leaves.

> Lindsay spots a light in the distance and suggests going there and asking for help (BECAUSE SHE'S A DUMBASS. DUMMY!). Jenny refuses at first, saying she has heels on and that it's raining and that they should judt wait in the car, but eventually agrees.

> they run through the woods and find a house. The lights are on, so they knock on the door desperately asking for help.

> our dude Heiter opens up, and after being asked if he could help the girls, he asks if they're alone, to what they hesitantly reply that yes, they are. He lets them come in.

> they go and sit down at the couch, and ask if he could call the car company for them. He agrees and asks if they'd like a glass of water, to what they agree.

> Heiter goes to the kitchen and "calls" the car company, as he pours the water into the glasses. (BITCH DIDNT CALL ANYONE just spoke to the AIR). Jenny and Lindsay talk about how he's kinda creepy and they're getting a bad vibe from him.

> he says they'd be here in 30 minutes, and gives Jenny and Lindsay the water, which they both drink (before that jenny asked if he lives here with his wife in an attempt to small talk, to what he replied 'no. I don't like human beings.')

> Lindsay spills some of her water and Heiter gets really mad, insulting her in German. She promises to clean it all up.

> basically long story short he DRUGGED THEM BOTH!!! they passed out and woke up on hospital beds !!! . Before that Heiter also kidnapped Katsuro.

> Heiter, very happy, explains to the 3 prisoners about how he's gonna make them into a human centipede, because he doesn't want to seperate anymore and wants to combine. He explains how he's gonna sew them mouth to ass, making them share one digestive system. (An alternative name to the human centipede is the Siamese triplet). None of the prisoners are very happy about that.

> Katsuro insults Heiter by calling him a n@zi, so Heiter decides to umm what is the word. He injects Katsuro with something that just makes him fall asleep.

> he does the same for Jenny, and Lindsay runs away.

> she locks herself in a room, trying to reason with Heiter who's angirly screaming at her about how if she doesn't open up he'll rip her teeth out one by one with no anesthesia. At some point he goes silent, and as Lindsay tries to escape through a window, she finds him standing there and trying to break the window.

>Lindsay gets away just in time and falls into a pool. Heiter talks about how he's happy she escaped because now he knows for certain she'll be in the middle. Lindsay begs to be killed on the spot, but Heiter just activates the automatic pool cover thing and leaves.

>Lindsay gets out from under there just in time, and goes back to the basement to try and escape with unconscious jenny (OMG UNCONSCIOUS WAS THE WORD/LH).

> she runs outside and gets shot with a little arrow so now she's unconscious too. (Forgot to mention this but Heiter actually knocked the truck driver out in order to make him part of the centipede, but he didn't match. After killing the truck driver, THEN he kidnapped Katsuro)

> Heiter performs the surgery!! The centipede is now complete!!!

Aughh I'll stop here bcz my hands are tired D: but if it's okay I might continue explaining it all later?? :,3

And also I'd love to hear u ramble some more so yes I'll try my best to pop in every day/lh/pos

WAWAWAWA THIS SOUNDS SO SO COOL ????????? gah we really oughta watch human centipede,,, its totally ok 2 continue explaining l8r we dont mind at all !!!!! ^_^

[sosos-adventures]

Ha Giang loop day 3:

Waking up that day made me realize that this was the last day of the motorbike tour. And it made me a but sad. Never have I haver thought that a motorbike trip could be that much fun. So after breakfast we gor ready to leave to the final destination of our trip. A hidden cave. And let me just say that was an adventure. The other tour guides do not bribg anyone there. Why? Because it is way off the main road and it gets super steep and narrow. So after a 20min ride in that style we arrived at a little hut where an old guy was living. He gave us some plastic slippers and wearing these we started our little adventure. It was a very muddy and slippery path and our easyriders made fun of how bad we were hiking.. but to be fair they are used to doing this in these slippers. At some point we took them off and walked barefoot. My easyrider hat to hold my hand most of the way because it was extremely slippery.

WARNING!!!!!!

If you dont like feet, dont look at the picture.. this is how the slippers looked like. Not really the best option for a hike:

And at some point my sportspants got stuck in a branch and got ripped. So now I need to figure out how to sew this back together. Thank god my mom gave me a sewing class for my birthday. But all of this was worth the little hike. We arrived at a really cute cave with lots of light coming through. We got some pictures but it does not look as cool as it did in real life.

And now to the "fun" part of that day.. because it would be boring if everything just would go smootly right? On our way back to the motorbikes I gor bitten in my foot by something in the water. It started to burn a lot and I gor scared that it mighr have been a snake or so.. Naema told me that there are no poisonous snakes or spiders around and that it probably just was an insect.. our easyriders didnt really understand what I was saying so I panicked for a moment.. but with lots of cold water it got better. And then we headed back. And right when we wanted to leave Naemas easyrider told us that her motorbike had a flat tire.. so they tried to fix it but couldnt. So she drove away and my easyrider told us to get on the bike.. the 3 of us. Apparently there wasnt another spot to out all of our feet on so I was sitting behind the easyrider and Naema was behind me.. and I had my feet on the thingies while I was holding Naemas legs up in the air.. that was an intense workout for about 25 minutes.. and not on a main road.. it was the way back through the forest/coubtryside with the narrow steep roads.. what an adventure.

When we were back at the main road we had to get off and he left to find the other easyrider. And about 15min later he picked us up again and drove us to a repair service. About 20min later we were abel to get back on the road again :) actually such a fun way to end this trip.

When we arrived back at the hostel we were again the only tourists there. I dont know how we managed to do that. But the owner was super friendly and gave us the option to take a shower and get ready for our night trip to CatBa.

Before taking the bus we decided ro check out the restaurant of Naemas easyrider and support her business. Her Restaurant seemed to be her living room that had a front area with a kitchen and some tables. We sat down waited for her to prepare us some soup. Next to me there were 2 cats. A baby cat that was walking around everywhere and even jumped on our table. And then another cat that was chained to another table barely able to move. I felt so bad.. It broke my heart to have to see this.

But talking about nicer things: oue busride.. ao there was no good bus conpany driving to the island CatBa. And we just decided to let our hostel guide book us 2 tickets for a night bus sleeper. We thought it would be without a cabin.. appafently it doesnt matter what you book. You will always end up in a different bus. And ww gor so lucky. It was a similar bus to last time. So we gad our own cabin to sleep in. And it was also the only company that goes directly to CatBa. Usually the buses run through Hanoi, then you change and at the port you change again.. so we gor extremely lucky :)

So whenever you take a sleeper bjs in Vietnam be prepared that kts not gonna be the bus you booked. You can get really lucky or not..

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updated htotm notes 3/31/24

leave the satisfaction of stella and beth learning how to talk again for later in the story

have beth sit in the hot tub close to the end. maybe liss is there?? i like the idea of her being alone tbh.

beth needs to figure out why she's so hesitant to sit in the hot tub. it's bc she's afraid of being comfortable in taos bc of her losing maggie. she doesn't wanna get too attached and lose whatever she's attached to. have liss figure this out for her maybe????

beth was a lively 12 yr old so make that come back MAYBE ALREADY DONE WITH THE DANCING AND CAREFREE NATURE GIRL MOMENTS

beth needs to tell stella abt timothy at some point MAYBE HAVE TIMOTHY REACH OUT AND WANT TO MEET HER, MAYBE TAKE STELLA WITH IDK

cut out some of the beth/julie shenanigans ACTUALLY NO I'M KEEPING THEM I LIKE THEM I THINK THEY WORK

why did beth's inner 12 yr old (slug) die BULLYING

build up the need for beth to escape to taos?? maybe a series of shopping hauls????

why are there no photos of anyone but bobby dean BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T WANT ANYONE TO GET CLOSE FOR FEAR THEY'LL LEAVE LIKE BOBBY DEAN ALMOST HAS

more of beth comparing herself to what she sees online / more comments on her life / figure out how stella plays into all that STELLA IS THE VOICE OF REASON

why is slug comfortable in taos now

Why do I feel like I need to apologize to the world for my ever-changing body?

You don't text me back, you don't ring me up, you check your phone when we chat… I never get to have your full attention.

beth goes back to stay in taos with julie bc julie doesnt own a screen ????? something to do with julie and screens. BECAUSE SHE TRIES TO REDUCE HER SCREEN TIME WITH NO SUCCESS SO SHE DECIDES TO CUT IT OUT ENTIRELY AND THE BEST PLACE TO DO THAT IS JUILE'S

beth needs to try and block out animal sounds IN FRONT OF FELICITY so that moment between them on the patio isn't out of nowhere SHE MENTIONS HATING THEM WHILE TALKING TO LISS IN BETWEEN TRIPS TO TAOS

need a sewing circle in there somewhere

julie and liss's friendship evolved out of julie being attracted to liss, so how did they get to where they are now? what's liss done to make julie so eager to find her a match in beth?

i dont think beth would so easily forget about liss. make her contact liss or smth. or maybe thats why she goes back to taos. incorporate something to do with the fauna sounds and how they're irritating so liss will have something to be proud of when beth's armor starts to fall. DONE

have beth try and fail multiple times to reduce her screen time

have beth buy a dumb phone but still use her computer for SPARING social media scrolling. we find the balance in this house.

something where liss takes beth's phone and beth has an addict reaction. flip side is some point when beth forces liss to be away from home longer than she'd like and she has an addict reaction. make it be some kind of social anxiety interaction and she wants to leave and beth won't fucking leave and liss finally makes a scene and gtfo and beth is like what the fuck was that and liss is like you didnt wanna leave so i left anyway and beth senses something is off and liss tries to avoid the topic and it comes out anyway and beth is surprisingly supportive

have stella help beth move.

stella needs to record beth playing julie's drums while julie and liss cheer her on.

julie needs to learn abt stella at some point

stella is beth's sponsor

liss does laundry and gets weird looks maybe?? and that's what prompts her meltdown over not being enlightened??? idk figure that out. she needs to have a meltdown and know she's being hypocritical and beth needs to make that discovery in front of liss and tell her she's put two and two together. DONE

ok but where is felicity when she's listening to her grandma read bedtime stories like for real where tf is she