#but it feels like they have in a way. it feels like they're somewhere. it feels like if i want it enough i will find them again

[zorilleerrant]

What they didn't tell you, when you made that bargain, was that it changed from person to person how much you had to sacrifice. There have been complete strangers you've been able to resurrect for the price of a hank of hair, all the way on the other side of the world. Someone you never knew by anything but reputation might cost nothing but a palmful of blood or the skin from hands rubbed raw. The costs aren't hidden. For every potential resurrection, you know just exactly what you have to give to ignite it, and it depends on how much you care.

There are people you hate that you've managed to resurrect with a mouthful of spit. Even with your mouth gone dry from terror, you can bring back your enemies. Just because you hate them doesn't mean no one needs them back. Their families can tell how you feel, you're pretty sure, but they still hug you as they thank you for bringing someone back. They meet your eyes, afterwards, most of them. Some of them even thank you themselves. None of them bother to get in your way again, not after they're back.

You lost your smallest finger to a childhood friend. The two of you hadn't spoken in years, but still, there was that love that lingered, there were those memories like treacle making it so hard to tug a person back. When you heard, when they reached out to you on a long shot, you rushed back home.

It wasn't the first body part you lost, of course. You'd had to try. The first you lost was to the young prince, not because he was so beloved by you, but because the people wanted it badly enough it infected you with greed, delusions of grandeur, some certainty that you'd be held in estimation far above your peers. It cost you an ear, because ears are cosmetic, but it's enough to remind you, every time. How much you care is often personal, but not always.

It caught you in the mirror, right after. You hated the sight of yourself, then, staring at the brand new scar that looked years old. You wished you'd had the years to think about it. Instead, all you could do was practice until you were sure you knew how.

That was when you discovered it. Planning to dig divots into your arms and legs, you were confronted with a pit of unmourned dead, each one asking no more than a fingernail. A strand of hair. The brush of your eye against a single tear shed. You perfected your technique, that night. You practiced until you knew every shift and shimmer of the magic, and it cost you nothing at all.

You're known as a healer. You're known as a healer because you travel the land every day, in a cycle that's roughly predictable, and people can always apply for your aid. You rarely turn them down. You don't have the werewithal to care about other people's dead, anymore, which means you can care for all of them, with a sympathetic smile you barely feel on your face. Most of your kind have lost at least a leg, somewhere along the way, scarred more obtrusively than what you bear: only one whole hand, only one whole ear. There's a scar on the back of your shoulder where you were too shocked to wait for calm to bring a child back, and you think that's the last time it hit you, even if you sometimes still cry.

There was only one reason you undertook this quest, one person important enough to risk all of that, and you have to wait until you couldn't possibly care anymore, because a life that's important enough to take your life will ask it. Eventually this knowledge will wear you out. When it does, you know it will be safe to try again.

You can bring dead people to live again, but for every person you bring back, you have to sacrifice one body part

[farfromstrange]

Fictober Day 30: Somnophilia

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Pairing: Matt Murdock x AFAB!Reader

Prompt: Somnophilia (✨)

Summary: Matt comes home craving you, but you're asleep.

Warnings: SMUT (18+), somnophilia, slight dub-con (mentioned that Reader gave consent before BUT they're not awake), unprotected p in v

Word Count: 1k

A/n: These are my last Fictober fics, finally! Sorry that it took so long, but I hope you guys enjoyed it anyway!

Read Me On AO3! (coming soon)

You’re curled up on his side of the bed, fingers clutching the pillow that carries his scent. Though it is far from a helpful remedy for your wary soul. Your soul that misses him. Your soul that craves him. Your soul that would gladly burn in hell for him to come back home in one piece.

Matt stands at the foot of your bed, head tilted to listen to every distinctive flutter of your heart. Every breath that fills and leaves your lungs, over and over again.  

You’re so deeply asleep no sound could possibly rouse you. He reaches out, hesitantly, fingers brushing against your bare skin. You showered before going to bed, he can tell. The molecules of your body wash mingle with his laundry detergent and the faint cologne stuck to his shirt you’re wearing. It’s a holy fusion of all he deems comforting to his heightened senses, all he deems good. And to him, at least, there’s a fine line between what’s good and harmful. 

Your skin is warm where he touches you—warm and inviting. You shift, and he observes a slight shift in the atmosphere. The wind streaming in from the open window is freezing compared to the temperature you’ve set for yourself inside, and soon enough he feels the goosebumps under his fingertips. Your nipples strain against the fabric clinging to your body. Your lips part to exhale a soft sigh, and the sound wraps a vice grip around his cock. 

He can’t help himself. The adrenaline burns through his veins like gasoline, and the hunger for you is growing sheer unbearable. He needs to have a bite. He needs to consume you or he will surely die. 

His fingers slip beneath the waistband of your sleep shorts to pull them off, finding your cunt bare without a barrier in between. He spreads you open with his calloused fingers, and the growl he exhales resembles a starved animal when he’s met with the sweet wetness of your arousal. You’re an ocean of silk for him to dip his fingers into. 

If you were awake, he would pray at your feet like a wolf would haul at the ethereal force of the moon. If you were awake, he would recite everything he finds breathtakingly beautiful about your existence and appreciate what he can touch—what he is allowed to touch. With your permission, day and night, always. 

He rubs expert circles around your clit, applying the slightest pressure to make your nerves tingle. Your back arches, though it’s only a minuscule movement he observes. Your racing heart speaks louder than words. Another sigh falls from your lips, a sound that turns into a moan of sorts, and he tears those tight leather pants from his body. 

He can’t control himself around you. 

“Forgive me,” he breathes into the darkness of the night before he turns you on your back and thrusts his thick cock into you. 

Somewhere in your subconscious, you are torn from the dreamless sleep you were having and tossed into a world of pleasure. The darkness turns to light as it possesses you, and your body responds like a grand piano.

Through the haze, a thought forms in Matt’s brain regardless of how sinfully good it feels to be buried so deep in your pussy; what are you dreaming about? Are you dreaming about his cock, the way he twitches inside you, his tip brushing against your g-spot like muscle memory, or is your brain conjuring up something else entirely? 

His hips grow frantic as they meet yours, his teeth sinking into your shoulder in an attempt to silence himself. It’s torture, how tightly you’re holding onto him. How wet you are. How sinfully sweet you sound as you cry into his pillow. 

He’d drink you up if he could. Suck on the sweet clit and explore your pussy with his tongue. He’d bury his head between your legs and stay there forever, soaking up more than a few molecules in the air. He’d drink from you as if you were the spring of life, and he’d taste you in his beard for days to come, jerking off to the mere thought at the office when no one was watching. And even if they were, he wouldn’t mind the whole world knowing just what a pathetic fucking mess you make of him.

If he could—if he weren’t so desperate—he would melt into you, giving up his free will and his very mind for a chance to be a part of you completely and yours unconditionally, physically and emotionally like the blood rushing through your veins. But that humanly isn’t possible, so he has to settle for what it feels like when the slick walls of your cunt tighten and flutter around his sensitive cock.

He rubs your clit with a newfound ferocity, chasing that feeling that’s so deep in your belly that he can feel it coursing through his own. Electric currents set his skin alight. You will wake up tomorrow with his cum leaking out of your puffy folds, and he will smell himself on you. From across the city, he will smell it, and he won’t be able to keep himself from crawling home to you and making up for tonight. To fuck you like you deserve, with his fingers and his mouth and his cock, and then his mouth again. He will make sure you know how cherished you are. 

You gush around him, your body stiffening as the world caves in. Your orgasm takes over you, more intense than any wet dream has ever felt. And when Matt finally stills and spurts his cum deep inside you, your dream burns and comes alive again. 

He collapses beside you, his red suit now stained white. The world has grown quiet, the noise of a sleepless city replaced by a faint white noise in his ears. The adrenaline fades into black, and he suddenly feels so, so heavy. He rests his hand on your back to feel the steady beating of your heart, to remind himself you’re okay. 

Your heart in his palm is the last thing he feels before he falls asleep, too. 

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[mamawasatesttube]

Do you think Tim ever had one of those moments where once he realised he was bi, he reflected on how he felt about Kon, and realised it was a crush? In retrospect?

HMMM. ive been sitting on this and pondering. and ... kinda?

but the thing to me about tim, his feelings for kon, and his bisexual realizations, is that they are all tied up in one big tangled knot. he's been in love with kon for years without realizing it; he had a crush on kon in his yj days (guy who is constantly going "what is kon's opinion of me. i need kon to respect me and likeys me and think i'm a good leader. for normal reasons" ok tim), but even after he eventually figures out he's bi, he doesn't realize that that's what he felt for kon, because that crush has developed over the years into full-blown adoration, and he... uh... didn't notice.

like, by the time kon dies and tim goes off the deep end and tries to clone him 99 times, tim is head over heels. it's just that tim has not noticed that he's in love with kon at all. to him, it's just - this is normal, right? he has a huge depth of feelings for his best friend, and that's how he's always felt about kon. when he thought he was going to die on apokolips, he just wished he could have reconciled with kon. that's normal for him. that's baseline. right? this is a normal way for a guy to feel about his best friend. and yeah, tim is bisexual, but after ives he just kind of doesn't really seriously date any other guys, because, like... he could, and maybe he goes on a single date here or there, but there's always this little thought in the back of his head that, like, none of the other guys he meets are as hot and funny and smart and kind as kon. man, guess having a best friend who's a 12/10 really just sets his standards high, huh?

like i just think tim's feelings for kon are such a huge part of his life for so long that the actual nature of them and the depth of them kinda just creeps up on him. it happens so gradually and is such a deep and abiding love by the time they're adults that he doesn't notice for a long time. because he's always adored kon, and by the time kon died and came back, tim already knew he loved him so so so much that living in a world without him felt unbearable. the fact that that love turned romantic somewhere along the line? he has no idea!!! he doesn't even know he's bisexual when that happens, so he's just so used to that being "how he feels about kon, his boy best friend" that he takes forever to realize he is, in fact, in love with him.

but yeah eventually he does put together that, ah, he has been into kon for an embarrassingly long time. without noticing. oop! he's going to go sit on a rooftop and brood and wonder if anyone else noticed before he did (most people who know him did).

[hellinistical]

more hcs of rafayel with a desi/mena girl cause im in need. and yeah it does lean more towards Muslim girls BUT anyone can read obviously.

He's actually not that great at fasting. At least, not when it becomes something he has to do. The man can be painting all day and not eat but the second it becomes obligatory? Pain.

And he's also not that great in the fact that he can't really go to bed with you, ya know? cause he's gotta stay away from lust.

Brushes his teeth obsessively during Ramadan cause he'd be damned if his breath got rank when he wants to kiss you.

designs your hijabs and abayas, lehengas, dupattas- everything.

he's designed your rings so why not ya know?

I think he'd be really just obsessed with doing your henna even for occasions that are just ordinary. He'd have you guys have matching designs or better yet- connecting ones (where if you lay side by side or put your hands or whatever together the picture all connects.) giggles cause its yalls secret. his name is on you somewhere and yours is on his.

The type to claim to be a picky eater but that's just not the case. at least, for the most part.

He'll eat stuff like mansaf with lamb head or even jadoo—oh, but you can't deny him his seafood.

on eid, or rather, the night before, he cant sleep. he'd be far too excited and try to stay up all night like its a game between you two.

Eid outfits? oh you're KILLING it- no one is even coming close to you guys. he takes it seriously and loves the feeling that he's out done everyone. getting ready on the phone with your cousins and siblings and they're just "oh my god." cause they weren't expecting you to pop off AGAIN.

Somehow finds a way to get the best parking spot at the place the eid prayer gets even though its jam packed. He finds it. probably had thomas hold his place too. There will be no 10+ minutes of walking in your heels and nice clothes dragging on the side walk just to get to the car.

But aside from that, hates how crowded eid prayer gets and even though you wanna go early cause all your friends are going early he'd prefer to go when the last round of it is going. and the fact that itd be easier to find a parking spot.

is he queasy when picking out a lamb or goat? nah. I can see him pretending that he doesn't wanna do the slaughter but he does. picks out the one with the most meat on (and if you like the more fatty pieces makes sure to save those when he takes home the portions you guys want before donating the rest).

when you go to the mosque, he parks closer to the women section so its easier for you. and makes sure to get there early cause ofc he's gotta get a good spot. Always has a water bottle on hand, maybe some makeup wipes and an extra palette- knows how to fix your makeup for you. SUPER fast with it too.

If you wanna rant to him about podcast bros and wannabe tiktok sheikhs he'll gladly join in and help clown them. Cause who is he to let some buffoon, some deranged man (cough based bengali but don't come for me there's more) who graduated at tiktok university try and act like they know everything to upset his wife? He is not the one.

matter of fact hes probably doxed a couple just for the nonsense they say- (or maybe exposed them....)

should i do more

[urstruly-ghst]

peek-a-boo ! - dorm leaders

in which you like hiding in the most random places and surprising them

authors note: like they're gonna be so mad but ykw they love u

ALSO OMG 1K FOLLOWERS ??!! ty everyoneee <3!

riddle rosehearts

you're lucky, riddle notes, he is used to these antics from che'nya. he was so blessed to know those tactics, because riddle wouldn't know what to do if he was unprepared of this situation: you were hanging upside down because you hid on top of his closet!

smiling and humming happily, you edge close to the very end of the closet door; as if you're taunting him.

"heyyy riddle!"

"you get down this instant and be careful!" riddle said mortified as he started pulling his pillows and duvets to the ground to cushion your fall. you jumped and riddle yelled and used his magic to make you float.

"my rose..." he said with a glare as his heart thumped hard against his chest. "never do that again."

leona kingscholar

herbivore is what he calls you, however he feels like that calling you "kitten" is now appropriate. you act like some juvenile kitten who just saw the world. though, leona isn't keen on that behaviour.

leona is on the verge of assigning ruggie to you now, with how your conquest to fright him with the many times you put yourself in places you shouldn't be in. for example, the dorm's tall trees.

"herbivore!" leona growled as his heart sank when he heard from ruggie you disappeared somewhere in the dorm. you whistle and shake a bit to signal to leona you were up on the tree.

"hey, kingscholar!" you said smugly as you lounged atop the tree. leona felt scared and irritated, why must you make things difficult before he has to nap or practice? he struck the tree and made into sand before catching you, his grunt and your wide eyed stare was enough to send the dorm into a frenzy.

"you are not leaving my side, understood?" leona said as he wrapped his tail around you.

azul ashengrotto

azul is still trying to get used to how legs work and being in high up places. so why must you torture him and hide in the most inconvenient of places? the most outrageous was his laundry basket, which mind you, now smells like you! (not that he minds, but still!)

he's trying to find you in the vast dorm room, azul curses his extensive dorm sometimes when it came to how you hide. azul thinks that floyd is also helping you, which is worse, now he has to deal with double the trouble.

"beryl...? come on out, we have plans remember?" azul calls out a bit wary and frustrated that it was dead silent and you may have been hiding for too long. oh, sevens, you may be hungry!

"boo." you say as you grab onto his ankles, azul shrieked and fell. his legs failing him, you giggle as you crawl out of the bottom of some floor board? azul glared as he recovered composure.

"we're making a new deal." azul says as he readies himself to make a contract with one new rule: stop sneaking up on him.

kalim al asim

it wasn't kalim's problem to find you, jamil or someone else does. it infuriates jamil that kalim joins in on your little escapades. sometimes you make it a contest to see if one can hide longer.

though, kalim does get scared sometimes. you learned some tricks from him too, and it is a disadvantage to him especially when you disappear for too long. for example, right now, you're nowhere to be seen and his spacious dorm makes the search even more difficult.

"sunshine? sunshineee?" kalim echoes in the hallway, jamil also on a search for you on the other end of the dorm. it was fun at first but it was concerning and record-breaking. kalim turned a corner and a plant grabbed onto him. kalim nearly flooded the plant until he realized it was you.

"easyy, baby!" you say as he almost sent a flood your way. kalim sighed in relief, and smiled brightly because you now were found!

"yeah, well... you know how i am with being alone!" kalim giggled nervously, as if to remind you of his status and what that entails. you nodded and said "oh" with the realization. lesson learned i guess?

vil schoenheit

you're lovable, vil would say, as his patience thin at the prospect of you disappearing. usually, it was easy to find you. predictable is what vil calls your hiding skills. also, rook hunt happily indulges in the request of finding you (unfair with his unique magic.)

today, however, vil was on his own trying to find you in the dorm. he was an expert at the little nooks and crannies of the dorm. however he was bested because you dropped by, literally, in front of him effectively startling him.

"kya!" vil said as he brought out his wand ready to attack. you smile as you brush yourself off, falling from the chandelier. he sputtered before glaring. vil checked your vitals and tried to see if any injury was there.

"hiya sweetie!" you chirped and vil clicks his tongue as he carefully inspected you. once he's done, he flicks your forehead with a glare.

"don't 'sweetie' me, potato. you could've been hurt. now, come. we are overdue for a good scolding and pampering" vil said with a glare as if he is making note of a new potion to stop your hiding tendency.

idia shroud

frankly, idia thinks you're insane. he even straight up considers bringing you to a facility to check up on your mental capacity. why? who hides in a room filled with computers with no jacket? do you know how cold those rooms are? idia and ortho found you smiling as you hid in some closet box where the power supply is.

and trust, idia keeps you under lock and key after that. but you had your ways, you'd hide under the desk, the bed. behind his clothes, anything. it came to the point idia made a software called, "find prefect."

"oh geez. ortho boot up find prefect" idia said as he saw how you're not in his room again. idia was jittery knowing that you'd bribe ortho into not revealing where you are for a prank, which ortho seems to love lately.

as ortho boots up, it takes a while, you surprise him by covering his eyes. a loud shriek occurred as the lights turned off too. idia burns up and ortho giggled as he finally finished booting up

"prefect is 4 centimeters away from your location!"

malleus draconia

how adorable, malleus says, as you try to hide from his careful eye. he's quite used to lilia and his hiding skills, so you can't hide no matter how hard you try. yet, malleus entertains this folly and pretends to be shocked whenever you try to spook him.

though, malleus gets concerned by how you take risks in hiding at the most obsecure of places. his personal fright was you hiding by the moat because it was the least expected. as malleus dries you up, he shakes his head and gently scolds you.

"you have to admit, the moat is a good place to hide" you chide as malleus uses his magic to lift you away from the moat. you drip from being sprung from the water and shiver at the wind.

"it is quite the unexpected turn. but i'd rather have my dear child of man safe and dry." malleus scolds as he dries you up and pinches your cheek to scold you.

"ahh fine" you surrender, knowing you really can't fight his logic, you were starting to cramp up from trying to stay afloat.

[discourselover3000]

The thing is, trans ideology doesn't rely on gender ideology at all. In fact, gender abolition is a common talking point in trans spaces.

The problem is we use "gender" to refer to two different things. The first is the societal concept of gender. This is entirely socially constructed, which is demonstrated by the fact that different societies (both modern and historic) have different concepts of gender. In societal gender, people are forced into discrete roles based on their traits (physical and social). In modern western society, that's men and women based on sexual traits. But in other societies, some other factors play into this. This is the patriarchal conservative kind of gender. I think we can all agree this is a bad thing.

But "gender" can also refer to an internal feeling that's entirely personal, and not objectively meamsurable. This feeling is not unique to trans people, but it's also not universal. Hence the label "agender" existing in trans spaces for people who don't experience this feeling, and the fact that a lot of gender criticals thinking trans people are just lying about having this feeling.

The problem is, we use the same language to describe both of these things. So a lot of people think they're the same thing when they're really not.

In the trans version of gender abolition, the ultimate goal is to remove the societal form of gender. Same with gender critical gender abolition. But the gender critical form doesn't recognise the existence of the second form of gender due to it not being a universal human experience.

Of course not all trans people are gender abolitionists. Same way as not all women are radical feminists. The average person just likes living their life, and doesn't really care about a revolution. So a lot of trans people do just move to acquire a different societal role to the one they were born with, and don't bother deconstructing the patriarchy. Not a crime.

The other major difference between gender critical and trans views is sex. Gender criticals (from what I gather at least) view sex as immutable and elevate it's importance. The trans ideology aims to abolish "sex" as a means of social categorisation as well as gender.

This doesn't mean trans people don't recognise the fact that sexual characteristics exist. Just that "sex" as a fixed concept isn't really a thing.

This might sound a little weird at first but I'll try to break it down.

There are a huge range of physical traits that fall under biological sex. Some of them are discreet categories. For example, chromosomes and internal organs. You can look at the chromosomal makeup of a person, and use that to categoriese them and you will successfully get multiple discreet categories with no overlap.

Others sexual characteristics exist on a spectrum. For example, testosterone levels. Sure, the average male has testosterone levels in a certain range. And the average female has testosterone levels in a lower range. But those are just averages. You can draw the line between "male levels" and "female levels" somewhere. But it's not an objectively measurable line. Human hormone levels are continuous data. You can try and separate the results into discrete categories, but there will always be someone on the border. "Brain sex" would also be a form of continuous sexual characteristic distribution (though tbh I don't love the concept. And the research I've seen shows a pretty tenuous link)

Since "sex" includes so many traits, the idea is to work towards a society where we just, don't categorise sex at all. We just focus on each individual trait if it's relevant. For example, testosterone levels would be relevant for determining appropriate haemoglobin levels in blood tests. Gonads would be relevant for reproduction.

The emphasis on biological sex in the gender critical community, to me, seems to be where the main disagreement with trans issues actually stems from. Since so many trans people's dysphoria stems from physical sexual characteristics, any community that emphasises that as the most important thing about a person will be triggering.

And on a personal note, I don't understand how emphasising physical sex characteristics is progressive when biological differences between men and women have been used to justify misogyny since the dawn of time.

At its core, “gender critical” ideology has nothing to do with transgender ideology. There’s three main beliefs that create a gender critical ideology and none of them have anything to do with or stem from trans issues.

1. Sex is a physical and material reality. You can touch and hold a penis or vagina. You can measure testosterone or oestrogen differences between men and women. You can study any inherent differences in the brain. Yes, intersex people also exist. That difference in sex development is also a material reality.

2. Gender is a social construct. A conservative, patriarchal invention that believes (as a modern example) women must like dresses and men must like pants. Women like pink and men like blue, or in other cultures or times, other ideas. This is not a material reality, it’s only socialisation. Nothing about material reality makes women like pink. There may be some debate regarding where sex stops and gender socialisation begins, as scientific analysis of the brain has not developed enough to know exactly what is inherent and what is part of the socialisation which starts at (or before) birth.

3. The social construct of gender should be abolished, as it is the foundation of a patriarchy. Women are given gender roles which revolve around being subordinate and submissive, as to obey the patriarch, and men’s gender roles are to be aggressive and strong, as to serve in the military. Sex differences are to be respected and gender is to be abolished. Decisions regarding safety, medical care, and other treatment of people should be based on sex, material reality which effects everyone, not gender.

The issue with trans ideology only comes in where in order to transition gender, gender as a social construct must be maintained. To feel “validated” in changing gender, gender must become more important and more recognised than sex. It pushes that decisions regarding the treatment of and protection of people should be made based on gender rather than sex, entirely opposite to the gender critical belief. Gender needs to be reinforced and protected for the ideology to make any sense at all, otherwise, what are you transitioning to?

Gender critical ideology does not target trans people or ideology. It targets a misogynistic social construct. It is not about trans people or ideologies. It is about a misogynistic social construct and its abolition. It’s just that trans ideology happens to rely on that misogynistic construct which gender critical ideology aims to abolish, and thus, they are opposed.

Gender critical ideology is only anti-patriarchy and anti-conservative. Gender belongs to patriarchy and conservatism. Transgender ideology only has issues with gender critical ideology because it is built on gender and falls apart without it.

I am aware gender dysphoria exists. Gender dysphoria would not exist if gender did not exist. Would you rather children develop gender dysphoria and spend thousands of dollars attempting to free themselves of it, suffering for years in the meantime, or that that suffering not exist in the first place? You can argue all you want that sex dysphoria is the real issue, but if that’s the case, call it such and we can learn to deal with it, but for now it’s an entirely different topic since gender ideology chooses to revolve around “gender” instead.

[sunsetsover]

I don't think people say GMMTV is sabotaging FK; the correct word would be neglecting. GMMTV neglects FK, and it is extremely obvious if you pay attention.

idk what exactly prompted this ask bc i made that post like a week ago and from what i can tell it hasn't really got any notes for the past few days and i haven't even been online so maybe this is just something that had been bothering you? idk but. and i don't mean to be rude when i say this! but i must say i don't like the tone of this. i'll give you the benefit of the doubt and assume it was accidental, but jsyk this came off as very passive aggressive, like im somehow an idiot for not seeing it. and i will tell you that i have definitely seen people accusing gmmtv of sabotaging fkt and thk, which as i said is silly, but yes some do say that! i've seen it with my own two eyes lmao

like literally today i saw someone on twitter saying exactly this bc the gmmtv twt account posted upcoming events for the next week. now mind you! first is LITERALLY on holiday with his family rn, so how (and more importantly why) do they expect him to have events next week? well when someone mentioned that in the replies, their response was just 'well clearly you don't see it the way i do' which ?? what way is that ?? that he's on holiday?? that he can't be in two places at once??? and other people in the replies were like 'well why can't khaotung have solo events!' and it's like ?? idk maybe bc he's at home gaming, hanging out with his sister and playing his instruments ?? maybe it's bc the two of them are CLEARLY on a break and just bc khaotung is still at home doesn't mean he's not RESTING??

and yes i'm mad about that kind of stuff! it comes off as so selfish and spoilt!! and not to make everything about bts but bts have this exact same issue w some fans to the point where armys literally came up w a name for to refer to these kind of fans: mantis (manager+anti). an explanation of what that means from reddit (bc it's better than i could ever explain it): 'Mantis are antis who essentially hide behind “stanning” so much that they themselves feel like they know the group, and their career, better than the group does. These are the fans constantly trying to "protect" them, beyond normal levels. The type to think they are constantly mistreated/tortured by the company and don't get to make any decisions of their own. Also tend to call out other fans "for not being real fans" if they don't join in on the concern.' like literally i read some of stuff some (emphasis on SOME) fkt fans say and it literally is like. i have played these games before!

and listen i'm not gonna pretend i know much of anything abt that company. i'm new here as it is and i really don't pay attention to any other actors or shows or whatever to compare it to so im deffo not the authority in this regard!

but all that said i 1000% get the impression that there are some fans that kinda... infantilise fkt when it comes to their work. like they have no choice or agency and gmmtv are keeping them locked in a basement somewhere. and i do believe that the majority of them mean well (altho i do think a lot of them want/expect way too much from fkt but i'll get to that), but it's almost as if they forget they're grown men who are more than capable of advocating for themselves. i mean fucking hell, was it not them aggressively advocating for themselves for years that got them put on a show together in the first place? first and khaotung are clearly not people who have difficulty going after what they want, esp when together. i've heard that fkt are notoriously picky about which scripts they accept, which doesn't sound to me like people who are really being neglected by their company. neglected actors don't get the luxury of being picky about jobs. neglected actors are lucky to get any jobs.

(and this goes for events and stuff too, which is a common gripe i've seen. in my opinion - and this is just mine! - people who take their acting as seriously as first and khaotung may not want to take loads of events where they're essentially glorified salesmen. and i mean that with no shade bc make that bag always, but as i see it that's all those events are - extra money in their pockets. i can't see how they would do anything for their career really. and doesn't it just make sense that if they're picky abt their jobs that would also extend into events and stuff too? like? i mean ppl are free to disagree w me on this bc this is just my opinion but yknow. i just think ppl make this into a bigger thing than it is)

and funnily enough i also saw a thread on twt the other day abt how fkt are much bigger internationally than they are in thailand. the shows they've opted to do (again, opted, bc they have a choice) are shows that allegedly don't appeal to a domestic market like most other gmmtv shows do. and so, no matter how you or i might feel abt it, from a business pov it makes sense that they might not be getting the opportunities some other actors might be getting if there simply just isn't demand for it domestically. which sucks, but if that's how it is, that's how it is.

and don't get me wrong i completely get viciously advocating for your faves ok? im an army. for half of bts' career fans were all they had. but sometimes that advocacy becomes a) kinda ridiculously demanding given the context and b) almost condescending. or very condescending sometimes. this goes for bts and fkt both. and while it's all well and good wanting things for them, all i'm saying is let's not forget that they are grown men who are not new to this business. not to mention the fact they have a known track record of advocating for themselves, or the fact that they enough scripts coming their way to be able to be picky, or the fact that already have a new show lined up. first has two even! and a show currently airing! and a cameo that just aired like last week! and another one we know is coming! like my god these are not men who are hurting for work rn.

and in my humble opinion, coming to learn about this industry relatively recently, i think ppl expect too much from these actors overall. i think a lot of them - fkt included - work a hell of a fucking lot actually. i think demanding much more is just selfishness. if im honest. like yes it's nice to see them doing events and stuff. but it's not necessary. and i'll be honest! would i like more interviews and magazines and things like that? sure! but like i said if the demand isn't there, neither will the offers be. that's just the reality of what it is! i'm not going to be sending trucks about it lmfao

the bottom line is this: i'm not saying gmmtv do or don't neglect them. i don't have enough information to have a strong enough opinion one way or the other. but from the outside looking in they seem to be doing just fine. they've got work. they've seemingly got money. and like i said, they're grown men. this is their careers. if they have issues with one thing or another, i trust that they will address those issues as they see fit between themselves and their company. until the day that first and/or khaotung themselves express unhappiness or discontentment, i will take them at face value and believe that they're happy w the way things are. bc literally who tf am i to tell them they should be doing anything different?

[laswells-ashtray]

I’m donning my clown shoes and asking for Autistic!Rudy next :)

I see your clown shoes and they have commandeered my respect.

If they're planning a mission and there's a last-minute change, you don't want to be in the team led by him. He's competent and he's impressive, none of that changes but he's pissy. He doesn't tolerate anyone fooling around, mistakes are quickly and firmly corrected. The mission could go flawlessly but he's still unhappy and he will be until two days from now because the last-minute change has fucked with his entire mental system he uses to get through the day. Alejandro is the only one who knows how to tiptoe his way around Rudy's upset without making it worse.

Cracks his knuckles repetitively, his right hand from the thumb down to his left hand from the thumb down and then again. If someone's talking to him he'll go through the same routine even when his knuckles won't crack and he'll do so until the conversation ends. He once looked up stimming but he never thinks much of it, to him it isn't a stim, it's a habit.

Half of the time he smokes, it isn't for the actual smoking. It's for the repetitive actions that force him into calm breathing. He could smoke his way through half of a ten-pack just for the constant, repetitive movements and how calm it lets him feel.

Has went to a bar with the 141 and went out to smoke, Ghost went with him and watch Rudy smoke three fags in moderate disbelief before snatching the fourth out of his hand before he could light it. He was stuck somewhere between impressed and worried about the implications of that much smoking and lung cancer.

He suffers a lot with feeling understimulated and he isn't quite sure how to cope with it. Alejandro found, through trial and error that one of the best ways to help Rudy deal with it is for them to shower together. Rudy thrives under the spray of the water but having someone else with him, to talk with and to wash his hair calms the burning feeling under his skin that makes him want to claw it off.

He likes Nikolai because he has an interest in bikes, helis and planes. It isn't so much the method of transport but the mechanics behind it. When he and Nikolai meet, he spends around two hours asking the Russian all about his heli and the pilot answers his every question without judgement or questioning. Nikolai doesn't mind taking the heavy load of the conversation and letting Rudy sit there, nodding along or offering the occasional "Ah, I see."

He might not be actively fawning under the man's watchful eye as he listens but Nikolai is under no impression that Rudy doesn't hang on his every word.

[inawickedlittletown]

This idea is entirely the fault of @ladyeyrewrites for asking who I thought Madney would have on their will to take guardianship of Jee-Yun if anything happened to them.

The funniest most ridiculous option being a joint custody between Buck and Albert.

Which then spawned some thoughts. I'll preface this by saying I'm not writing it and of course there's bucktommy, when isn't there, but this could also work for buckalbert.

My immediate thought is: something happens to Madney…they're actually probably okay but presumed dead. Maybe they went on vacation and the plane went down on the way back except they weren't on it and they get stuck…maybe they're in the Caribbean during a hurricane and all the power is cut off for a long time and they just have no way out...or they stay to help out. Or they are on the plane that goes down and maybe they survived the crash but get stuck somewhere. Or they're both very injured and considered a Jane Doe and John Doe. Or they have been trying to get home and failing at every turn in increasingly ridiculous ways. Either way, it takes months for them to return and meanwhile everyone has been told they died…

Meanwhile...

Buck and Albert get custody of Jee-Yun. The Buckleys and Hans are mad about it so Buck and Albert shake on it and decide they're not giving in to either and taking on guardianship. Maybe they even move into Madney's house together to make it easier for Jee. Jee is obviously upset and grieving but her uncles try to make her feel better. All the shenanigans occur.

They have a full broken down and color coded schedule because Buck got ahold of a clipboard, but also wind up spending time together as a family. It's important.

Tommy sees them and misunderstands and is super heartbroken and jealous because he heard about Madney and he wanted to reach out to Buck but then he assumes Buck has a whole new boyfriend that he's raising Jee with. So, he walks away.

Except Tommy sees Albert out with several different women...like full on dates/making out...like no mistaking that he's with them. So he decides to go see Buck about it because Buck doesn't deserve that.

So, he shows up to talk to Buck about it. Albert is there and is like "I'm not cheating on nobody" and then he calls Tommy out on how he ran from Buck and how much he hurt him and whatnot. Buck tries to defend Tommy maybe so Albert starts to argue with him. They're all just having a giant unintelligible fight.

I could just see so much chaos happening and then Madney returns finally rescued and eager to see Jee and they walk into all the drama.

Buck and Tommy get back together obviously.

[theoceanoasis]

Happy 2025, Ocean! Wanted to share a scenario with you:

Hot Rod is doing a speed dating event after being poked into it by his friends, who are all worried he's the only one single amongst them. He's having a terrible time since his dates are either boring or just trying to get into his panels. He desperately wants to escape this.

Then imagine his surprise when Soundwave sits across him from the table, radiating a murderous aura since he's also had a terrible night so far as well. The two chat with each other and they end up deciding to go with each other as their 'partner' so they can escape this event.

The two leave and Soundwave surprisingly offers Hot Rod a night in his hab so his friends will leave him alone for a bit if he stays overnight with someone. Hot Rod, surprised but touched, agrees to it since he's always had a crush on Soundwave but thinks it's not reciprocated.

They go to Soundwave's place and end up having a few drinks and long story short? They end up in berth together and are embarrassed to find themselves entangled in an embrace the next morning. Hot Rod wants to run off but Soundwave stops him, asking if he wants to talk and consider making this more, because Soundwave always found him attractive even during the war...

"Come on Hot Rod you should give it a try."

"Yeah you deserve someone special."

Even though he tried getting out of it his friends forced him to go to a speed dating event. Claiming they were worried about him because he was still single. Unlike all of his friends who were happily in a relationship and decided he needed to be in one as well.

He tried to give it a chance for all of them but the entire night sucked and he just wanted to go home. The people there were either boring or just trying to get behind his panels. A few had been really creepy and sent shivers down his spine.

Just when he's thinking about making a break for it Soundwave sits across from him. He freezes in surprise and then blurts out a question. Asking Soundwave why he was there. Which probably wasn't the best idea.

Soundwave who'd also been having a terrible time was radiating a murderous aura that had everyone else trying to get away from him. Scared about what he'd do to them when he finally snaps.

Instead Soundwave sighs looking defeated and tells him about his casseticons. He finds it kind of sweet that they're trying to set him up on dates because they're worried he's lonely. Although they are definitely going about it the wrong way.

The two of them spend the evening chatting and it's surprisingly pleasant. Although both of them wanted to get out of there and decided to leave.

Pretending to be a couple they got up and left. Although instead of going their separate ways they find themselves reluctant to leave the other.

Soundwave offers going back to his house. That way his friends will think he went home with someone since they were still spying on him. They thought they were discreet but it was obvious they were spying.

He agrees both because he wants to hang out with him more and because he has a small crush on him.

Going back to Soundwaves apartment the two sit on his couch and continue talking while having a few drinks.

He doesn't realize how late it gets and Soundwave offers to let him stay the night. As the two continue talking and drinking they get closer and closer until they end up sleeping together.

In the morning they are both embarrassed to find themselves tangled up together. The evidence of what they'd done obvious.

Feeling mortified Hot Rod debates running off and moving somewhere far far away so he never has to see Soundwave again. When he was stopped by the Decepticon.

He gave him a confused look when Soundwave confessed having a crush on him and wanted to make things more official. Shocked that Soundwave liked him back he immediately agreed.

The two cuddled together and went back to sleep still tired from the night before.

[kitalphahart]

Stardew Bachelor/ette headcanons

Some may actually be canon? Or quasi-canon. Keep in mind that my character is like me in the aspect of not choosing any of them to marry. I might do Krobus as a roommate, but that's about it

Leah: was the newest arrival until the farmer showed up. Wasn't looking for a relationship after the whole fiasco with Kel, and generally keeps to herself. Is somewhat closr to Robin due to both working with wood, albeit in different ways, and Elliot for being the only other person in the town who doesn't have a connection to someone who is or was part of it. As a result, she's a stranger to lost the townsfolk

Maru: would be an anxious wreck if she weren't medicated. Tried to get close to her half-brother all the time as a kid, but slowly stopped as he kept pushing her away. She does wish they could connect, though she doesn't know how or where to start. She enjoys working with Harvey, but outside work she can't really stand him. Would call him a weenie if she used that sort of language

Haley: is materialistic because that's how her parents spoiled her to hide their not-that-great parenting. Secretly she wishes she wasn't like that, but feels she can't truly change it. Besides, she occasionally gets pretty clothes from her parents and she can't not wear them, even if only once. Even if they are the wrong size, which they usually are. Got into photography due to her sister gifting her a cheap Polaroid camera

Emily: is into mysticism out of spite against her parents. Makes her own clothes out of spite as well. She hates her parents, but would never say so. Sandy is an ex, the two realized they are better as friends than dating, which is why they're still on good terms. Some people don't believe they broke up, and if the Farmer marries her, Sandy makes them a throuple. She doesn't like Clint but gets the feeling that if she rejects him he'll go psycho stalker

Abigail: is actually really good at using a sword. Marlon has given her lessons in secret, and sees her as an excellent apprentice. If only her father wasn't such a--. Forced by her mother to take flute lessons at first, but ended up enjoying them. If she crosses paths with the Farmer heading to the mines, she wants to join. Even if the monsters do scare her. Once she dyed her hair purple, not only did it not fade, nothing else sticks. Even stripping the color has it come back the next morning

Penny: wants a large family with someone loyal to her so she can raise her kids right, not the way she was raised. An excellent teacher for young kids, the main thing holding her back from being properly educated and certified to teach is her mother's drinking habits. She wishes she lived somewhere she could feel pride, but instead has the short stick and has to make do. She took up reading to get away from her negligent father and later abusive mother. Educating others was the next step in her mind, and she's doing what she can with what she has. The war doesn't make getting new textbooks easy, however

Sam: does not know how to act now that his dad is back. He's been Man of the House for so long, and now he's not. Focused on making a band and his guitar to compensate. Is actually good at composing music, but his aimless wandering for band type and music keeps him from getting anywhere. He ends up making music for kid's shows because he gets some variety, at least. Is aware that Vincent looks up to him and tries to be a good role model. Barring the skateboarding. He's toned it down a lot since his brother was born, but he's not above stunts

Sebastian: pushed his half-sister away first out of anger that him mom remarried, then because she's a girl and cooties, and now doesn't know how to fix the rift. Has depression, but it shows as isolation. He's seen how Shane gets and does not want to be like that. Better to stay in his room all day. A natural night owl, he chafes at daytime hours. His mom doesn't understand, and his step-father certainly won't. Speaking of, the two only interact as necessary. Sebby does not like him, and made it clear as a kid, pushing him away like he did Maru. This rift he feels is far too late to fix, and doesn't care (he claims) to fix it

Elliott: he has fallen for Leah, but won't admit it. Not after hearing about her ex and how they affected her. While he loves the idea of being the knight in shining armor rescuing her, he's too shy to do so. Even so, he is striking up a friendship with her because her sculptures are beautiful to him, and give him ideas for his novel. He does wish he could buy one, though. Or be gifted one. Is close to Willy as well. Proximity helps, but he's also fascinated by the stories the fisher has to tell. Even if some have been repeated and exaggerated over retellings

Harvey: actually had a hard time keeping up with a lot of stuff in his clinic until he hired Maru. He knows she's the reason the place stays afloat, and does all he can to keep her. In a professional manner, he loves her. In a personal manner, he has respect for her, but does not see her as a potential romantic interest. Has a late girlfriend who died from an incurable disease back in high school, motivating him to become a doctor after his fear of heights and bad eyes kept him from aviation. He won't ever admit it, but he's happy where he's at. Even if his diet is shit. Takes pride in his 'stashe

Shane: despite being Jas' godfather, he forgets about her a lot, especially when drunk. Losing his friends aka her parents, an injury keeping him from remaining in sports, and losing his dreams turned him to drinking to cope, and now he's in a rut he can't get out of. Not without help, anyway. Marnie is worried about him, and also concerned as to how he got her white and brown chickens to start popping out blue ones. What's next, pink chickens??? Constantly has stubble because the doesn't remember to shave. Or he does but since he uses an electric razor, forgets to plug it in, turn it on, or otherwise have it operate

Alex: knows he washed up, won't admit to it. His primary reason for not actually going pro and only bragging about it is because he doesn't want to leave his grandparents behind to find for themselves. He misses his mother every day, though he believes he cannot admit to it. He is a man, after all. Men don't miss people. Or cry. Under his manly man persona is a sensitive man, in touch with his emotions, but he doesn't want to admit that

Krobus: learned to talk from Gil after being found as an orphaned shadow beast. While he's reconnected to his people, he still feels different from them, having been raised by a human. He got his name after his kin discovered his upbringing, hoping that he can bring peace to their kind, as not all shadow beasts are monsters. Sadly, too many are interested in fighting to make things work

[natnatscorner]

Not used to this

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JJ Maybank x fem!reader

Summary: You and the pogues have always gotten along. They all love you, except for one.. that would be JJ Maybank and not for the reason you'd think.

based on this request!

word count: 762

cw: none, fluffy

masterlist - outer banks masterlist

It's Friday night here in Outer Banks, and there's a small soiree for Kooks at the beach. Instead of going to enjoy yourself with your friends, you're working the night as a server since you need the community service hours. It's not too bad thankfully you're just serving food and drinks after all.

You stumble upon your pogue friends and Sarah. You decide to go towards them, giving them a sweet smile and wave. "Hey guys! I didn't expect to see you here." At the table are Kiara, Pope, John B, Sarah, and JJ. "Hey Y/N we decided to stop by for a bit, check it out maybe go to a party after." voiced John B. "Sounds fun! Can I get you guys anything a drink, something to eat? Night's been pretty slow surprisingly."

Pope was about to say something before JJ cut him off "We're not helpless Y/N, if we want something we'll get up and get it. Okay?" he spat. "Woah JJ, calm down I'm just doing my job, sorry for being a bother." You waved goodbye and walked away, feelings deeply hurt by his rough tone.

You're not sure why JJ acted like that towards you. You've always been nice to him and his friends, and treated them with respect, unlike others. It's okay if not everyone likes you, but there should be a reason why he treats you this way, right?

"JJ c'mon man, why'd you do that? She's always sweet towards us and you talk to her like that." John B and the group continued to scold JJ until he finally got up to apologize. "OKAY! I'm going, damn guys" He holds his hands up in surrender, rolling his eyes as he walks towards you.

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You're working the bar, making some mocktails. You're still thinking about JJ and how he spoke to you. Deep in your thoughts, you hear someone call your name. You turn around and speak of the devil—it's JJ.

"Hey uh, can we go somewhere and talk?" He asks quietly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Sure, let me just finish these drinks up. It won't long don't worry." You give him a quick smile and continue with your work. That damn smile he thought. Once you finish you let another server know you're taking a quick break. You both walk a few feet away from the venue and pause.

"Okay, what was it that you wanted to talk about?" You asked sweetly.

"I uh- just wanted to apologize for the way I acted earlier, you don't deserve to be talked to that way." He said feeling lots of guilt building up. He doesn't want to come off rude to you, he knows that you are a kind-hearted person, but then again you're a Kook and they're all the same in the end, right?

"Hey it's okay, I get it. You think Kooks are assholes and trust me some check that box off but we're not all like that JJ. I mean look at Sarah, you like her, don't you? And she's dating John B, they seem to be doing really good despite being from different sides of the island. "

"I guess what I'm trying to ask is, why do you treat me like this?" You look up at him directly in the eyes.

He looks away from you and sighs. "I-I don't know. I feel really bad right now and I can't give you a real answer. I mean you're so kind to me, I guess I'm just not used to a pretty Kook like you being so kind. Based on the people I've seen you hang around, just didn't think you'd be like this.."

"You think I'm pretty?" You ask, crossing your arms with a big smile.

"Yeah, of course. You're beautiful Y/N." He looks at you smiling back.

You let out a small giggle. "Come here ya big dope." You go in to hug him. He's hesitant at first but after a few seconds, you feel him wrap his arms around your waist.

"So am I forgiven?" he asks still in the embrace.

You force yourself to pull back. "Yes JJ, of course." Looking at the time, you still have a good amount of time left. "Wanna walk around for a bit? I still have another 10 minutes."

"Sure why not?" You wrap your arm around his and walk around the beach admiring the sunset. Talking about the most stupid things ever until your break is up.

You still can't believe the reason he was so mean was because he actually had a crush on you? Definitely something you're not used to.

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© natnatscorner - please do not copy, repost or translate my works on here or any other platform!

[silvercap]

hey Silver! I was thinking #20 for the h/c prompts? anyone you like but I mean we love torturing the blonde man 😌

We do indeed 🤭 and boy do I have a good one

20. "Please stop."

Chris comes to to the blaring of the car alarm, his neck aching as he groans and carefully shifts his head on the soft surface he's found himself resting on. Tiny pinpricks scrape his cheek as broken glass tinkles somewhere, the shaky trail of warm blood on the side of his cheek warning him that something is wrong. He opens his eyes.

The first thing he notices is Leon, unconscious and bloody in the driver's seat, his head lolling to hang over his chest and bangs covering his face. His arms hang limp at his sides, seatbelt the only thing keeping him from falling out of his seat entirely---and it's then that Chris notices the crumpled-in driver's-side door jamming into Leon's bloody upper arm, the angle of it awkward and horribly broken. He gasps, sitting upright, only to black out for a minute as woozy lightheadedness takes him for a spin. Okay. Slow movements, it seems.

Chris still feels like he's going to vomit as he sluggishly clicks his seatbelt off and reaches out to shake Leon's shoulder, depth perception worryingly off. The faint sound of growling somewhere in the distance makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, the crystal-clear memory of the BOWs that had driven them off the road and straight into a thicket of trees jolting him into action.

"Leon," he croaks. "Leon, you have t' wake up."

It takes a long moment for Leon's eyes to flicker open, his face turning towards Chris's voice like a flower towards the sun. The rest of his body is worryingly limp. His lips move like he wants to say something, but all that spills forth is a trickle of blood. Chris unbuckled his seatbelt for him and tugs on his arm.

"We have to go. Can you try to wiggle out of there?"

Leon moans, shifting. The action yanks on his injured arm where it's still caught in the door's mangled mass, his head falling back as he spasms. Chris wants to sob. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. We have to go, just try one more time."

He pulls on Leon's arm desperately, trying to get him unpinned---

"Please...." Leon rasps, voice taut with pain. "Please stop."

Chris freezes. Leon's face is twisted in utter agony when he looks, his awkward, broken arm held at an uncomfortable angle where his upper body has begun to lean towards Chris. Panic rises somewhere in Chris's chest.

"They're coming, Leon, we have to get you out of here!"

"Please stop," Leon pleads again, voice hazy in a way that tells Chris he's barely clinging to consciousness. "Just go, just---please, just leave me."

Chris wants to argue but he knows there's no time. He shakes his head and squeezes Leon's shoulder, then pushes his car door open and stumbles out into the fading evening sunlight. Not too far away, he can see the BOWs racing towards the car, and Chris steels himself in preparation. Maybe he can't get Leon out of here, but he'll defend the place he's trapped in with everything he has---or die trying.

[lorata]

Hi, hope you’re doing well! Unfortunately I’ve had a bit of a shocker today and missed out on a leadership role that I worked really hard for :( any advice from your victors?

aw no I'm sorry!

i'm ah, hm. trying to poll the peanut gallery is interesting given their various approaches range from "make strategic threats and carry out as necessary" (adessa), "cheat and try again" (devon, misha), "use an extreme level of violence that makes people fear for their own safety" (enobaria, claudius, callista), "use normal violence" (many others), "accept the inevitable" (nero) or "internalize failure" (emory, alec)

the mentor answer if this happened to a kiddo, i think, is that just like with muscles, no training is wasted: whatever you did to prepare for this one will help you in whatever the next one is. and right now all you need is to find your job for right now, sunrise to sunset to sunrise. even if that job is eating and sleeping and swinging a sword around to give all those feelings somewhere to go.

OK now they're actually taking this seriously let's try again

emory says: cook something, even if it's just a sandwich. focus on each step. eat it when you're done. bonus, make extra and give it to someone else. try remember that no one else defines your worth

misha says: light a fire, climb a tree, go someplace HIGH, get the body moving, anything to keep that stuck feeling away

devon says: paint! don't worry if it's good, don't even try to make it look like anything! use water on a sidewalk or draw in condensation and don't worry about permanence because everything passes

enobaria says: kill them stab something, make something with your hands that lets you be a little violent. also find a friend and bite yell, complain, throw things, be as mean and petty about it as you need

brutus says: damn right no one else defines your worth! do heavy work - lift stumps, swing sticks around, roll some logs, rearrange your furniture, do laundry (misha!), whatever, be present in your body. you are here, you are breathing, this ain't the end

lyme says: clean. pick a surface you've been ignoring or a clutter spot that's been staring at you and deal with it, clean out the inside of your fridge and toss away anything old and expired. sometimes you just need a reminder you accomplished something.

claudius says: kill them play music (doesn't have to be good! doesn't have to sound like anything!), go for a walk, pay attention to what's around you, get outside your head. life has a funny way of turning out

petra says: kill them work out, lift heavy things, punch something, move your body, break things, go outside and scream as loud as you can, do a wall-sit until your legs shake. don't hold it inside

callista says: kill them find a small, furry animal and take it hostage show it love - they don't know anything about capitalism, they only know food and cuddles. wonderful. also wear something that baffles everyone else but pleases you and delight in your impeccable taste

nero says: make something with your hands, fix something, ask someone if there’s something you can do to help and do it. find a connection between you and someone else, you and the earth, and ground yourself

adessa says: kill them ruin them destroy them emotionally plot their demise this is not the arena; one mistake or missed opportunity does not mean death. find a worthy companion and instruct them to list your positive qualities. don't contradict them; that is counterintuitive

odin says: take solace in your friends and family! food and drink and company won't change the situation but at least you are not alone

ronan says: they are watching how you take rejection as much as if you got it. this is your chance to show that you're not petty, and they'll remember you next time. in the meantime, make yourself invaluable to the one who did get it [and so on, Mr. I Eat Poisoned Cookies and Play Chess with President Snow on the Regular]

alec: have you tried spite? way more motivating than you'd think. also, when in doubt climb a tree and imagine your most annoying friend telling you what you need but don't want to hear

and as a bonus, injured creed says: your only job right now is to take care of yourself. it will feel awful for a while, but you are more than this moment and life isn't just an off-branch of the path you should have taken. one day you'll find the sacrifice you were truly made for

[iwoulddieforher]

Hello, good morning, because the truth is that I wanted to tell you that I like your content and it makes me happy to read it.:) Well, the truth is that today I woke up in the morning thinking about calex and I wondered...

Which of the 2 is more overprotective of the relationship?o How do they take care of each other? Which of the 2 shows more affection? What are your dates or anniversary like?Is there some part of Alex's body that Casey likes (and vice versa) and a certain insecurity that Alex has but that Casey finds cute (and vice versa)? Thank you for reading this comment and forgive me if it is not well written :( is that I don't know English and use a translator.

Sorry.

No worries love!! I speak other languages too and I travel a lot so I get the struggle of being worried about trying to talk to people because of language barriers. Thanks you so much for the kind words and for reaching out :))

I think they're equally protective but in different ways- it would totally depend on the scenario. Alex would totally interject in situations if someone was getting on Casey's nerves, like just walk up and start making snide comments, while if Alex was in the versa situation Casey would glare at whoever was bothering her in a scary dog type thing ahaha. Alex definitely has scary dog privilege when she's walking around with Casey, but I think the power dynamics are super fluid between 'em, so neither is directly the more overprotective one. Alex is more possessive over Casey, though.

Alex cannot cook for the life of her so I think Casey's way of taking care of her would be the more domestic activities- Casey cooks, cleans, that sort of thing. Alex is much more of a base support for Casey's overambitious tendencies, though, she's always there to make sure her girl isn't overexerting herself. While Casey's making sure Alex is getting warm meals Alex is making sure she's sleeping enough and isn't prioritizing her work over her physical/mental help, and Alex knows just what to do to calm down Casey is she's agitated or overwhelmed.

On that note, actually, while both of them throw themselves entirely into their line of work, when Casey's overwhelmed by a case she feels the need to do even more (as seen in Softball to the Ribs, where she needs exercise as an outlet). She's kind of a being who is permanently in movement, while Alex gets still and quiet and kind of withdraws- like in 3x18 where she's just sitting looking vaguely broken while waiting for the rest of the squad to figure out what's happening. Alex is good at getting Casey to still, to stop overexerting herself so much, while Casey is good at reminding Alex to still have hope and not get buried in the politics and overcomplications of law, to stop her from getting overwhelmed by the depression and desire to just stop and encouraging her to keep moving, to not feel so lost. They balance eachother out really nicely in that way, that's one of the main reasons why I love them as a ship so much.

I think dates are often food-based because God knows they don't have that much time to make sure they're eating with a job (and detectives) like theirs, so restaurants and such is the usual thing. I really prefer the imagination of their informal dates, though, like Alex bringing Casey takeout and they just sit in one of their offices talking and eating and chuckling with eachother. I think Casey might at times get nervous about the typical relationship things like trying to dress up or trying to be fancy, so them just being soft behind closed doors is really cute to me.

Anniversaries or other such events I think they'd travel. Casey's not originally from NYC so they go to where her family is for holidays like Christmas, but for anniversary days they get on a plane somewhere- often without much planning, even though Alex really likes planning, because the spontaneous activity is good for her to not make it overtly formal. They pick a destination a few days before and the arrangements, and then they go wander around and do whatever comes to them in the moment.

I think Casey really likes Alex's eyes and her legs- she really, really likes Alex's legs, and Alex likes Casey's nose (I make it a point she kisses it at some point in most of my fics) and the points at which she had more muscle definition, like her shoulderblades and her abs. They have a lot of little details they like about each other too, like Casey loving the ridges of Alex's ribs and Alex loving the emphasized teardrop shape above Casey's lips (and how it looks like a heart). Alex also adores Casey's lip biting but she's always mildly concerned Casey's going to chew through her skin one day.

I think Alex is self-conscious about her rigidity and Casey helps soothe that (..I wrote 16k words about that already) and I think Casey is often conscious about not fulfilling the ideal Catholic lifestyle, which Alex reassures her over. I think a lot of their insecurities would be more expectations or mannerisms or habits rather than physical qualities because they're both insanely intelligent and attractive women and I'm sure unless there's something bigger causing them stress they're both aware of that.

[fisheito]

My favourite fantasy lately is Kuya kidnapping Eiden and bringing him to a house in the woods to punish him for endangering himself during some adventure. Kuya keeps Eiden in bondage and constantly on edge, teasing and denying him. And Eiden just takes it without asking to be let out, allowing Kuya to vent his fear and frustration, because he's nice like that.

But, at some point, even the strongest little soldiers break, and just when Eiden is about to shatter from all the stress and Kuya's oppressive anxiety, Quincy comes for the rescue. He's the only one who managed to find that little wooden shack in the middle of nowhere (you know, because Kuya's allowed him to), and he comes in and persuades Kuya to relent.

Kuya hasn't even given Eiden any dick in all the (three? four?) days they've been at it, so serious he was about the discipline aspect!

Eiden cries when Kuya finally fucks him, and Quincy makes him spill

this just reminds me of Billowing Wildfire Kuya R2 where eiden saID sO HImself

i would not be surprised if kuya went full speed into an evil edging hostage situation because he doesn't know how to process eiden's mortality