#but we are not the person to be the one to take care of any of that and we're glad she was able to understand that

[meowcats734]

“Give me my medical care,” Ana whispered. It came out as a whisper because she was terrified, because she had to go over this one simple line a half-dozen times in her mind just to be able to say it, but damn if it didn’t come out as intimidating and self-assured to anyone who didn’t know Ana as well as I. 

“Cosmetics aren’t medicine,” the secretary said, and even if she was denying Ana the chance to feel human again I had to feel sorry for her. Judging by the bags under her eyes, she was either overdue a shift change or had begun transforming into a raccoon. “Press further and we’re bringing this to the Department of General Evil.”

Ana fell silent, and an onlooker would have thought her cowed by the threat but all she needed was time to gather herself, so I bought her that time. “We’ve already made our position clear. Formal conviction has to go through the Evils anyway; we’re not giving up just because you’re waving the legal system around. Now, if you really want us gone, either get her a consult with a surgeon or tell us how far the Swifthealers hospital is willing to go to deny Ana care.”

Ana gave me a grateful nod, almost brushing the back of her hand against mine before remembering the shimmering, acidic growths she’d been cursed to bear. I held her hand anyway, heedless of how it coated my gloves in stinging sap, and she squeezed my hand back. 

Of course, that entire exchange was invisible from behind the other side of that desk. The receptionist rubbed her eyes twice, then sighed. “Standard policy dictates that any formal conviction be answered by a medic’s duel.”

Well, fuck. I glanced at Ana for direction, but I’d bought her the time she needed to recompose herself. “I accept,” Ana simply said. 

There was no swirl of magic, no shift in the spectrum. What happened with those two simple words was far more fundamental. With a single sentence to the right person at the right time, Ana ensured that this would end with either her or the Swifthealers champion bleeding out on live TV.

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It was hard to sleep when we couldn’t cuddle. I’d gotten used to clinging to Ana’s chest as I drifted off, but she didn’t want to be touched and I was pretty sure the sap coming off her body was making the sheets slowly dissolve.

“I could be your champion,” I said. Ana shifted to look at me and shook her head.

“Can’t let you do that,” she replied. “You know what it’ll do if you hurt yourself.”

“We could ask one of our families for help, maybe,” I pleaded, but even to my ears it sounded like bargaining.

Ana just shook her head. “Chainbreakers don’t care about refusing service, just about indentured servitude as recompense. Homeland’s not going to give a shit if it isn’t basic food and housing. And unless they send a rogue spective to be their champion, the Orchards won’t even bother watching.”

“I can call them anyway,” I said. “We’ve been Orchards for years. Maybe they’ll—”

“If it makes you feel better,” Ana said, “you can talk to them. But it’ll be my blood on the field tomorrow.” She scowled down at her barkskinned arms. “Or sap. Or whatever the hell I bleed now that my body’s… like this.”

Fuck, I just wanted to hold her. But she asked for her distance, and I would respect that. Just as I’d respect her choice to take this to conviction. 

I stayed up all night making call after call. 

All I got were empty platitudes. We were on our own.

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Ana got a shaky night’s rest, but she was no stranger to poor sleep. The tram was down because some well-connected asshole disliked how much noise it made, so we took the trebuchets instead. We landed just outside the Tournament Arch, a gaudy silver horseshoe that squatted on Songserra’s skyline. Ana inspected the box of artifacts she’d brought, making sure none of them had touched each other in transit, then clipped the suitcase shut and lugged it behind her with ease.

Medical duels were one of the old trials, from the days before the devils became a branch of government. As such, it was a blood sport, and treated with the dignity and respect such trials deserved. Namely, the television feed was on a five-second delay and there was a viewer advisory for those with adverse reactions to ritualized self-harm. Admittedly, “ritualized self-harm” was a good way to describe most of the things I had to do to keep a roof over our heads, or put food in our bellies. 

But it usually wasn’t quite so literal as this. Ana and I stood in one of the doors into the clean white room on the eighth floor of the Tournament Arch. A medical golem with a stitched smile on its lips stood inside, standing in its designated circle. 

“Of course they brought a golem,” I muttered. “How much do you want to bet that they can’t feel pain?”

“...” Ana didn’t reply to my jab, and I took a second look at her. She had the unfocused look in her eyes that she always got before combat, as if she could see everything in the room at the same time. 

“Hey.” Ana glanced at me as I spoke up, and I gave her a weak smile. “I’m rooting for you.”

The corners of her eyes crinkled up a little, and she took in a deep breath. 

Then Anachel nodded once and stepped through the door. It shut automatically behind her.

I pulled out my phone and switched to the live feeds. The devils were inarguably the most popular streamers in the worlds; having a complete monopoly on televised real-life violence and torture tended to do that. And as much as I wanted to beg Ana not to make herself part of it, this… wasn’t about me. This was Ana’s moment. Her will against the Swifthealers hospital’s. 

“Finally!” The voice of the devil was tinny, young—they could have been a human teenager. “Welcome back to another episode of conviction! I’m your host Shrimp Sex, and today we’re gonna watch some idiots stab themselves until one of them gives up or dies. Let’s get the formalities out of the way, shall we?”

The camera zoomed in, split-screen, on Ana and the golem. Shrimp Sex—god, I fucking hated devil names—popped their face in the bottom-right corner of the screen. They couldn’t have been more than a few years into their teens, stubble just poking its way out of their chin. 

“Contestants! Get in your circles.” Neither Ana nor the golem—Peheri was his name, judging by the little split-screen—moved; both were already in position. “Neither of you are baseline humans, so we’re going to bust out the fancy equipment.” Shrimp Sex ostentatiously pressed a button, and a door in the ceiling opened, allowing a jet-black, glossy, living sculpture crawl out from the ceiling.

“Confirm your oaths, contestants,” Shrimp Sex said, “and conviction shall begin.”

A.N.

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[homunculus-argument]

It can also help to remember there's no universal or 'correct' amount of time that it takes to process one's emotions - it's different for everyone. Like in extreme cases with something like grief, or more specifically losing someone. Someone might want to completely pretend everything is fine, some people might cry and need emotional support every day for quite some time, some people might need a combo of the two, and there are millions of other types of reactions. In a situation like that, where a death cannot be undone or fixed, don't you think it makes sense people would need to talk about it and process it? That same thing also applies to less serious situations. We're social animals who seek comfort in one another, and venting is basically that.

Is it in any way illuminating to what kind of a gap there is between us that I don't grieve? My father died when I was 17 and the only thing I felt about it was to be mildly relieved - he wasn't actively evil, not the kind of a person whose death you'd celebrate or anything, just the type whose presence in the room makes you wish he'd leave.

Other deaths in the family have meant even less than that to me. When my paternal grandfather died, the biggest emotion I felt was annoyed - I had pastel pink hair around that time, and I was just done dyeing my hair back to my natural colour in order to be presentable for the funeral, when my mom informed me that actually my aunt already arranged the funeral herself and didn't invite us. And mom had fucking watched me ruin a hair colour that was so hard to achieve and expensive to do in order to attend an event that she knew was already over and we weren't even invited to????

When my paternal grandmother died, I felt mildly guilty of being relieved. She was the only family member I ever felt bad for, even if I didn't like her. Her life had been nothing but misery from the beginning to the end, to the point where my sister snickered at her funeral over how badly the priest was lying through his teeth trying to paint grandma's life as something worth living. She didn't ~meet her future husband~ in the city, she got knocked up by accident and had a shotgun wedding with a mean-spirited, violent alcoholic. The same aunt who didn't invite us to granddad's funeral didn't attend, saying she didn't want to fly to Finland "when the weather is so miserable". My father's mother outlived two of her three children and the last one didn't bother attending her funeral.

I didn't attend that aunt's funeral. Fuck her.

When my mother's father died, I didn't really feel like it was my obligation to mourn. He was the family patriarch, who had four children and seven grandchildren, a respected member of the communities he belonged in, and one hunting dog magazine published an article about how a great man of the field had died. I felt like other people were already doing enough. Mom spent his entire funeral fussing over whether I'm wearing or holding my hat right. He was buried on a stinging cold winter day where it physically hurt to be bareheaded outdoors, and I was counting minutes until I'd be allowed to either get back inside or put the shitty little formal funeral-appropriate cap (which mom made me buy, saying my normal warm solid black winter hat was too frivolous) back on my head.

Her fucking father died and she spent the whole time fussing over my unacceptable hat. I won't care when she dies and won't attend her funeral.

[dantes-jacket]

All the little things

Dante x fem reader

Author notes: Dante loves all the little things you do for him so he writes them down so he will always remember them. You then find his writings and read them. Pure flufffff, I really have a soft spot for soft Dante <33 I also had an idea of a part two and kinda mentioned the idea in this so lmk if you want it !!

Dante has never met a more attentive person than you. Even before you two started dating, he saw that no matter what you were doing you were always doing it with the utmost care and attention. You have a kind heart and it shows easily.

When you two started dating you got even more attentive or maybe he’s just realizing it. He always was a little slow to catch onto things, he didn’t even know you liked him for a long time before you two got together. He hates himself for making you wait so long but at least he has you now and that’s all the matter to him.

But Dante swears you’re out to make his heart explode, in a good way. He started writing down all the awesome things you do for him so he won’t forget anything. He keeps the little notebook hidden on the top shelf in his closest so you won’t be able to find it. Or well he hoped you didn’t find it.

You were cleaning his room because it really became so dirty and you don’t know how. He was on a mission for the past few weeks and you swear you’ve been cleaning so how did it get so bad? You started with trying to sort through the laundry, after you realized how that was going to be you decided to sort through his closest.

You start with what you can reach first. You throw out any clothes stained with demon blood, have too many holes, or just aren’t fit or anyone to wear anymore. You then make a pile for donations because there’s stuff that is literally covered in dust or still have tags on it. You know he won’t wear them because he wears the same three things.

Once you’re done with the stuff you can reach you grab a little stool and stand on it to clean the top shelf. You pull down a couple of clothes then see a random notebook lying up there. Maybe it’s something from his mom? You’re a little nosy and want to take a quick peek.

You grab the notebook and sit down on the stool. You open the first page to see neatly written handwriting saying “All the little things.” The handwriting looks like Dante’s but normally his is pretty messy because he doesn’t care and puts no effort into whatever he’s writing.

You flip the next page to see a well written paragraph with the date on it. You recognize the date because it was you two when on your first date together. You see he’s talking about you, so you sit back and read.

Today we went on our first date but man I was so nervous. We didn’t see each other for a while because of me being so busy demon hunting. But she never held it against me. She waited and I really appreciate it.

We met at the restaurant because she was coming from work and when I saw her, my heart couldn’t stop racing. I was so nervous. I wanted to make this perfect and not ruin anything. So my smart self thought that yapping the ENTIRE time would help.

It didn’t help my nerves at all because after I realized I was the only one talking and not letting her say anything or talk about herself I felt awful. I was so stressed that she’d think I was annoying and selfish. I brought that up and apologized and all she said was, “Why apologize? You’re a great story teller and I love hearing all I can about you. I want to know more about you Dante. So keep talking. Don’t ever feel bad for talking about something that excites you or something you find funny. Even if it’s sad, I’ll comfort you. Just know I’ll always listen.”

She said that with so much love and kindness. The rest of night when I’d talk her eyes would shine. Even the biggest diamond wouldn’t hold a candle to how much she was shining with each story I was telling. She made all the stress leave my body and was a safe space I didn’t even realize she created. I couldn’t help but falling for her even more then. This may have happened early into our relationship but it’ll be one of the moments that stick with me the most.

You feel your face heat up and your stomach fill with butterflies. You never knew how nervous he was, he never showed it. You thought you were the only nervous one. But now knowing you helped him so much without even having a little bit of an idea makes you happy.

You can’t help yourself so you turn to the next page to see what he wrote. You look at the date and it doesn’t jump out to you. So you wonder what it could be.

This beautiful girl only proves to blow my mind each and every day. She pays attention so much and it’s crazy. Well not in a bad way obviously but a way you didn’t think was possible.

So if we spend the night with each other it’s normally always at Devil May Cry because of my schedule. But I know she loves to host and cook a meal in her own place so I try to spend the nights I can at her place.

The first time I ever spent the night I kinda forgot to bring all my shower stuff. Man I was so mad and embarrassed. She noticed my annoyance with myself and asked what’s wrong. I explained it to her and all she did was grab my hand and drag me to the bathroom. In there she pulled out a basket under the sink filled with all the stuff I use. All I could do I stare at the basket.

She noticed my quietness and started quietly apologizing and explaining. “I’m sorry if this is weird. I just noticed all the products you used when I spend the night so I wrote them down. I know you are trying to spent more nights here so I wanted to make sure you were comfortable and if you ever forgot something you wouldn’t have to worry or stress. But again I’m really sorry if this is creepy or weird.”

I never even realized she took note of everything single thing I used. She put so much thought and effort into this. How could I ever think this is weird? It is so thoughtful and sweet. I did the only thing I could think of in the moment and kiss her.

We’ve kissed plenty of times but I tried to put so much gratitude behind it. I’ll never know if she felt that but I couldn’t help but thank her a million times. Her kind heart and beautiful mind always puts me first without a second hesitation. I hope I come off to her in the same way but I really do appreciate her more than anything. I am so happy she’s my girlfriend. We haven’t said it to each other yet but I really do love her.

Now you remember this. Again you didn’t know it meant so much to him. You’ve always known that he puts everyone before himself and tends to forget to take care of himself. All you wanted was to have a little safety net just in case he forgot. If he won’t look after himself, you always will.

But seeing he’s loved you since that moment and had those words on the tip of his tongue for a while makes you smile big. You’re on such a high reading these so you turn to the next page. This date again doesn’t stick out to you but you’re assuming most of these weren’t since this is about little things you’ve done.

Coming home was probably always my favorite part of the mission. I can get bored quite easily on missions especially if the demon is easy to kill. But ever since we got together, the best part is coming home to her. She basically has been living at Devil May Cry but I’ve been too much of a coward to ask her to move in.

For about four months into our relationship I didn’t have a long mission that kept me away longer than two or three days. But this time I was going to be gone for two weeks. She looked sad when I told her but she didn’t complain. She just said “I know you’re needed but please be safe and come back home.”

That gave me the biggest push to make sure I came back safe and in one piece. Normally with missions I didn’t care what happened because I always knew I could heal and I knew deep down no one was really worried about me. But now I had someone that did and I couldn’t bear the thought of her knowing something bad happened to me and I wouldn’t be coming home.

The mission was long and tiring. I was dragging myself back home. It was about two in the morning and I wasn’t expecting her to be up and at Devil May Cry. She normally stays at her apartment when I’m on a mission because she said it’s lonely there without me.

Once I finally got back I kicked open the door then locked it. I was greeted by her in the kitchen. We both froze when we saw each other not expecting to see each other in this moment. Then all I knew was she was in my arms holding me tightly. I asked her why she was up so late and what she was doing here.

“Well I was feeling lonely in my apartment. This place is nice because it reminds me of you and seeing all of your stuff makes me happy. But I was up because I was expecting you to be home later today so I wanted to get all the things ready to make you a sweet treat for when you got back. I taught myself how to make ice cream so I could make your sundae so I just finished making it and was putting it away.”

I hugged her tighter and didn’t stumble on my words when I asked her to move in. I know we haven’t been together for long but I need her with me. I need her in my home. I can’t have my home away from me and my physical home. She belongs here with me. When she hugged me tighter and said yes, I felt like everything in the world was right.

You smile brightly at his comment about how you’re his home and everything feels right when you’re around. You agree but obviously you think this with him in mind. He is your everything and the world hasn’t felt the same since you two got together because he is your world.

You look real quick to see how filled this notebook is. You run through the pages and see this whole thing is almost full. He’s done this without you knowing at all!? That’s crazy, you wonder when he does it.

You turn the page again and recognize this date. It was the date you two first said I love you to each other.

I’m lazy and everyone knows this. So with my laziness I don’t shave sometimes. I like my look with and without the stubble I grow. But sometimes the stubble bugs me and I just want it off. Of course the every time I went to do it today, something new came up that needed my attention.

By the time I finally had free time it was about eleven at night and I was tired. I took a quick shower but by the time I was done I really didn’t want to shave. When I got out of the shower she was standing there getting everything ready for me to shave. I told her I was too tired to do it and I’ll just let it grow.

She turned around and just simply told me, “Yeah I saw you were busy and now tired. I watched videos this afternoon about how to shave a beard so I could do it for you.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the sink. I think I shocked her because I picked her up and placed her on the counter. I knew she’d have an easier time shaving if she could reach and see my face closer. She got everything ready then started preparing me.

She put shaving cream on me the grabbed my razor. She lightly took my face in her hands and slowly worked. She was nervous you could tell by the little shake in her hand but she really wanted to help so I didn’t have the heart to tell her to stop. Especially when she learned how to do this for me.

When she was all done she put my aftershave and moisturizer on and smiled all happily while saying, “All done!”

I looked in the mirror and see she did great. I leaned my forehead against hers and thanked her before kissing her. After I pulled away I couldn’t help but tell her I love her. I know, I had her move in before I told her I love her. But I just had to tell her now. I couldn’t keep my love for her hidden anymore. She had to know.

I could tell she was shocked but then she smiled even brighter than earlier and easily told me that she loved me. It made my heart race. I couldn’t believe this perfect girl loved me and she was all mine. I really am the luckiest guy in the world.

At this you start crying. He has written so many beautiful things down to always remember them. Dante never hesitates to write something in here. He really is the best boyfriend you could ask for. He isn’t the luckiest, you’re the luckiest. This really makes you want to show him your memory book you’ve made with you two.

You failed to hear your name getting called but you hear Dante come into the closet.

“There you are! I thought you took a nap without me. Hey what do you got there?”

You freeze at the sudden voice and slam the notebook. You turn to face him and he sees the tears running down your face. Dante quickly rushes over freaking out, “What happened!? Why are you crying?”

He looks you up and down then sees it. The notebook. His eyes widen then snap to meet yours.

“Uh, so um- you found it?” Dante stumbles out.

You just nod and wrap your arms around his neck holding him close. He doesn’t hesitate to return the embrace but you can tell he’s nervous. Does he think you won’t like it?

“Dante I know this was suppose to be a secret but it made me so happy while reading it. Knowing you hold moments like these so dear to your heart is such an incredible feeling. I’m so lucky I can call you my boyfriend. I love you so much.”

Dante grips you tighter and kisses your temple. “Every second I get to spend with you is a second I don’t want to forget. You mean the world to me and I’m happy this showed that to you. Sorry I never told you about it, I just really wanted to write these down. But I’m the lucky one, I get an incredible woman like you to call my girlfriend. I love you more than you know baby.”

You pull back from the hug and place the notebook on the floor. You place your hands on his cheeks and pull Dante into a kiss. You’re pulling a card from his notebook and try to put all your emotions into the kiss. Sometimes words are hard and actions can convey what you’re thinking way better than words ever could.

Dante seems to be doing the same thing. The kiss is soft with so much love behind it. It fills you with such warmth and comfort. It’s like being wrapped in a warm blanket.

You two separate and just look at each other. “Dante?” You call out to him. He hums to have you ask your question.

“Can you keep writing about these moments?”

He just smile, “Of course. I love all our little moments and will always keep them in my heart.”

[mocchiixxx]

Words in Ruin Series # | 02 : Yoon Jeonghan 😇

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Idol Life Realism, Slow-Burn Reconciliation

Warnings: Hurtful words, emotional vulnerability, soft guilt spiral, crying

Summary: Jeonghan snaps under the weight of stress, saying things he never meant to the one person who’s always been gentle with him. But when silence replaces your usual warmth, he realizes some words cut deeper than he ever intended and this time, sorry has to be more than just a word.

💌😇💌

The clock read 1:14 AM.

You sat curled up on the couch, a throw blanket around your shoulders, half a drama playing on the TV you weren’t really watching. Your eyes kept flicking to the door. Again. And again.

You didn’t even hear the key turn— just the sound of it shutting, and Jeonghan's familiar footsteps trailing into the apartment.

“Hannie?” you called out softly, standing.

He glanced up, startled, as if he didn’t expect you to still be awake. His face was pale under the hallway light, his hair tousled, the air around him heavy.

“You’re home late again,” you said gently, careful not to sound accusing. “I was getting worried.”

He exhaled sharply, tossing his bag on the floor without care. “I’m not a kid. I don’t need someone watching over me all the time.”

You blinked.

The tone.

He'd never spoken to you like that before. Not even during your few minor disagreements.

“I’m not trying to watch over you,” you said, fidgeting with your fingers. “I just… it’s been three straight weeks of you coming home past midnight, barely eating, and sleeping for what? Three hours, tops? I’m worried, Hannie.”

He scrubbed a hand over his face. “I’m fine. It’s just work. We’re all going through it.”

“I’m not doubting that,” you said, trying to stay calm. “I just want you to take care of yourself. You’re tired, and I—”

“God, Y/N, can you stop?” he snapped, eyes narrowing. “Why does everything have to be about me? You hover like it’s your full-time job.”

You froze.

Your heart dropped, the words lodging deep like tiny glass splinters.

Jeonghan immediately looked away, jaw tight like he was already regretting it— but he didn’t take it back. Not yet.

You stepped back slightly, the silence thick between you.

“I wasn’t hovering,” you said, voice small. “I was… caring.”

Something in that sentence cracked his composure.

“I didn’t ask you to,” he muttered, but even he knew it was cruel.

You didn’t respond this time. Just nodded faintly, turned around, and headed for the bedroom. Your hand lingered on the doorframe for a second longer than necessary before disappearing behind it.

Jeonghan stood there for a beat.

Then two.

Then—

“Shit,” he breathed.

He immediately followed you into the room a few minutes later, guilt trailing him like a shadow.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed, facing away, wiping your cheeks.

“Y/N,” he said softly, not sure how to begin. “I— can we talk?”

You didn’t say anything.

He crossed the room, crouched down in front of you, eyes wide and full of shame. “I shouldn’t have said that. Any of it.”

Your eyes finally met his. “Then why did you?”

His lips parted, but he hesitated. “Because I’m an idiot. Because I’ve been bottling everything up like always. Because I hate burdening people— even you.”

You stared at him, brows furrowed. “You think love is a burden?”

“No!” he said quickly, shaking his head. “No. Never. It’s just… when things get too much, I pretend I’m okay until I’m not. And tonight, I snapped. But you didn’t deserve that. You were being kind, and I was being—”

“Cruel,” you whispered. “You were cruel, Jeonghan.”

That made him flinch.

“I know,” he whispered. “I hurt you. I saw it in your eyes the second the words left my mouth. I’m sorry. I wish I could take it all back.”

He reached out carefully, brushing your hand with his. “I just… didn’t want to fall apart. And I think deep down, I knew that if you looked at me like you were really worried, I wouldn’t be able to hold it together.”

You didn’t speak for a moment. Then, “Why wouldn’t you let yourself fall apart… with me?”

His throat tightened. “Because you’re the only peace I have. I didn’t want to taint that with all the chaos I’m carrying.”

You finally met his eyes. “But I want all of you, Jeonghan. Even the tired parts. Even the messy ones. You don't need to protect me from your storms... I just want to be your umbrella.”

Jeonghan let out a trembling breath, reaching up to cup your cheek. “I’ve never deserved you. But I swear, I’ll try to be someone who does.”

You closed your eyes at the warmth of his touch. “Just promise me next time, talk to me instead of shutting down or snapping.”

“I promise,” he said without hesitation. “Even if the words are ugly, I’ll say them before they rot inside me and hurt you again.”

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, and he buried his face into your neck, holding you tighter than he had in days.

“I love you angel, never forget that.” he whispered kissing your neck gently and burying his face to it even more, affectionately.

You smile and kisses his head before replying, “I love you too, hannie.”

In that quiet embrace, Jeonghan let go of the weight he carried and picked up something gentler in its place... you.

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[ladystardustinblackjeans]

It's the same thing with the creepy ass ring doorbell commercials and alexa commercials. The ai commercials and these two commercials are all showcasing the same slightly unreal and unnerving seeming type of person who apparently cannot find a better use for their time than engage a lot with proprietary technology that can be used for surveilling the shit out of them, and can't seem to engage in neither the human behaviours we have done for millennia of interacting with other people and thinking, nor any of the dozens of tools and habits and techniques that largely replace any usefulness of these technologies, and usually work better too.

It's the same hyper-convenience-style of commercial that mail-order pharmacies use. They don't ever want to come close to presenting the actual uses these technologies and services can have for people who cannot do these things easily or at all without help. They don't care about bed bound people being able to take a delivery via ring doorbell, they don't care about housebound people getting their prescriptions delivered. I don't even fucking know what possible use one could good heartedly have for ai and alexa except for personal assistant and companionship, which you could fund for everyone who wants it on the entire planet with the money and resources being put into ai development, with much better results too.

These commercials are trying so desperately to create needs for these products, and the desperation is palpable. The situations they present where they indeed are somewhat useful are so convoluted and often unrealistic. And don't outweigh the costs or risks of these things. And i know commercial acting is not realistic generally, but sheesh these characters are so appreciative and happy about using ai to tell them what colour outfit they should wear to the club (as if choosing it together with a friend isn't the best part), which is just giving me the heeby jeebies. It gives me the fucking creeps how they act like the best part of their day is remembering they are able to ask the mass surveillance tool in their living room to play a song.

I feel like the big push for AI is starting to flag. Even my relatively tech obsessed dad is kinda over it. What do you even use it for? Because you sure as hell dont want to use it for fact checking.

There's an advertisement featuring a woman surreptitiously asking her phone to provide her with discussion topics for her book club. And like... what. Is this the use case for commercial AI? This the best you could come up with? Lying to your friends about Moby Dick?

[gay-dorito-dust]

We need more bitting for those silly goofs 🙏your last one made me think about it the entire day !!! if possible this time pre relationship 🤔 bless ya cause you re pumping dmc content like your life depends on it and I'm loving it ♥️♥️♥️♥️

the fic that annon is referencing is right here:

The fic

Dante

Biting can still be a thing that happens with Dante before your relationship, but I think that it’s more playful and stupid, such as him asking you to bite him harder to see whether he could handle it.

His demon side could definitely handle the hardest of bites you could possibly muster, but his human side cannot obviously. He’s dramatic as fuck about it but then again it’s Dante, when is he not dramatic about something.

‘You almost bit my finger off!’ He cries.

‘You’re a half demon, you can heal.’ You reminded him and he stops acting as though he’s in indescribable pain.

‘Oh yeah I can.’ He then stares at the finger that was now fully healed from your bite mark, wiggling it for the sake of wiggling his finger and smiling.

‘I fucking hate you.’ You say.

‘I’d say that’s the first step to slowly getting you to admire you like me.’ Dante retorts and you’re left wondering how this red coated fool could even be allowed to be like that in general, all the while fighting back a smile of your own. You had to admit the man had charm.

He only nibbled on your fingers, but still this is only playful and doesn’t mean any more than that, playful.

Biting between you two wasn’t seen as a claim or anything, it was seen as something as silly and goofy and something you did when there was nothing better to do then bother the other person. Biting is a form of fun for you both pre and post relationship that wasn’t in any way sexual, not at all, just something that is done when one or the other is bored.

He will still probably fake moan as well because again it’s Dante, he’ll try to publicly humiliate you whenever possible for a laugh you can share about later.

Vergil

There’s most likely no chance in hell that Vergil would bite you or you bite him pre-relationship.

After all biting is more of a claiming of something that’s already been pre-established between two demons, a reminder to all that they were taken and a challenge for those who never get the message. That’s how it is in his demon brain.

So him biting you before a relationship isn’t something he’s willing to do at all, he’ll most likely still be looking at ways to win you over however he can, whether that’s through poetry and notes of any kind or just being within your presences whenever he could.

If Vergil has interest in you then biting is the last thing he’d do when there’s other ways of winning your affections, of winning you over such as showing off his strength during combat, or taking care of the demons causing you the most issues and piling them in front of you in hopes of praises or acknowledging of his power.

Though while biting is off the table, scenting is not, he will scent any clothing you may have in hopes that other demons or humans will know that you were already within the sights of another, that and they should fuck off if they didn’t wish to meet an unfortunate end. The image of him scenting your stuff is enough to have him embarrassed to how low he has stooped in order to hopeful claim a partner/mate of his own, but also a taxing time as he was trying to make sure every inch of your clothes had his scent and only his.

If he found you with a scent that wasn’t his? He’s re-scenting your entire wardrobe until it was gone and replaced by him. It’s bothersome as it was tiresome but Vergil knew it would be worth it in the long run, for your protection and progression of your future relationship.

He has other ways of staking claim to things that are his or will be his in future.

[fafodill]

The exact wording of the ask I got was: 'what if someone was asking deprived!Snape (read my whole essay about him) to "break them off a piece of that KitKat bar?" How would they go about it?'

So today we're going to discuss this. Buckle up people.✨

SO his reaction will largely depend on the context and their current relationship but one thing that will happen FOR SURE every time before anything else is that he's going to think they're messing with him.

What else could it be? This man had been so heavily bullied as a teen his self-esteem is buried and has its own tombstone.

"Here lies Snape's self-image. Spit to pay your respect."

We don't have any canon proof of it happening but many people headcanon that some of the bullying might have been people being dared to come up to him and fake attraction or compliment him (so funny omg) only for him to realize they were just messing with him. It's totally the kind of immature stupid shit kids will come up with (speaking from personal experience here). Not funny but deeply scarring for one's self-image. So being told he's attractive would trigger him in his adult life. Any potential suitor asking him out would be welcomed with him immediately closing up and getting angry at them. They'd need to find a way for him to believe them first.

If you're thinking "this already sounds like a pain", yes it is. Welcome to deprived!Snape. Welcome to Snape, basically. If they want a piece of him, they have to brace themselves for the long run.

He will get angry and leave a lot. Fleeing the situation - since it's a very vulnerable subject for him - will be his go-to move. The whole ordeal will require patience. So what should this person do?

Friend or Stranger?

If it comes from a DE he'll think it's an angle. If it's from a member of the Order, he'll think it's a joke. If it's from a colleague at Hogwarts, he maaaay be a tad less suspicious? In any case, it will depend on how close they are. The more time they have spent together, the closer he'll be to not flip out... too much.

I'm a bit torn about his reaction if it was coming from a stranger. Either it's easier because he can lean into the idea that maybe they're lying about their attraction and he doesn't care (and if he's horny then why the fuck not, it won't affect him as much since they both now they're here for physical release) OR he might not be into it at all because he actually needs a real connection (and I think this is more realistic). Severus is a feral cat, he needs time to trust people.

What else? He could also maybe open up faster with someone not from his usual inner circles (a foreigner or a muggle) as the interactions wouldn't be charged with the same deep-rooted habits and expectations.

I also believe he'd unconsciously feel way more at ease with someone coming from a modest background. A pureblood aristocrat hitting on him would have little chance of getting past his natural distrust of them (unless he knows them very well).

So what should they do?

Build trust

The quality of their interactions and conversations will have a huge impact. Do they have an interesting personality? He needs someone capable of taking him on and keeping up intellectually. Can they keep up with him and challenge him?

Severus has a temper. Can they deal with his bullshit and not give up on him at the first scowl? Argue with him? It doesn't mean they can't be nice, but I don't see him get worked up over someone cowering under his gaze.

They need to be stubborn. He's a Capricorn and he's got the horns. He's hard-headed. They need to not back down when he bites or dismisses their attempts at flirting. One of Severus's classic tactic is to hurt people so they leave him alone, so they need to be able to dodge the attack, make fun of him or retaliate.

If they manage to deal with his temper, they will start to see what's on the other side of the snarky exterior. Then, they'll be able to start kneading the dough (Severus is the dough).

Convince him the attraction is real

That person could go the gentle/honest way, assuring him they're not kidding and explaining what they find attractive about him (he'd be super wary and need days to digest it - if he can). Genuine compliments could work quite well as he's good at reading people but it would be a process and it shouldn't be too much at once. He's NOT USED to compliments so if the person goes too hard, he's going to get overwhelmed, distance himself and reject it. A good trick would be to compliment his intelligence and magical skills alongside physical traits. A 2/3-1/3 ratio would be a good start. He would trust compliments about his big brain way more than anything regarding his cute butt.

Complimenting his presence, aura, voice might be good too as it's not directly related to physical traits. Else, physical starters could include hands and eyes. But I also love the idea of taking him by surprise and complimenting his nose. Might weird him out in a good way.

Or they could go the blunt way (or what I now refer to in my mind as the @maxdibert way) and be like "dude, I really think you're hot, deal with it" and leave him to sort his feelings out like a big boy.

The two strategies can be mixed of course. But at the end of the day, the real problem is that Severus as approximately a thousand confirmation bias in his mind telling him this is not happening. So what could they do to help ease this process?

Make him horny

Less overthinking = more chances to get this piece of ass.

Severus Snape needs to be warmed up. And as stated in my previous essay, he's plagued with the core beliefs that he's ugly, ridicule and undeserving. These beliefs need to be kneaded and challenged enough (not healed, this would take decades and it's not their job), so that he can relax and open up to the idea of intimacy.

Here are a few strategies to do so.

First, de-dramatize the subject. Making the topic less taboo by talking about it in a lighthearted way (no flaunting! certainly not!). A good move would be to joke about it. Deprived!Snape isn't comfortable with the subject but it's because it's evaded him and then he convinced himself he wasn't concerned or interested.

-> Here are some of the things he could benefit from hearing: that sex is not a big deal at all and we can laugh about it. It should be fun, a shared moment, trials and errors are part of it and there should no be judgment about experiences and preferences. People with a high 'body count' aren't necessarily good lovers, it's all about presence and intent etc.

His potential partner could share funny mishaps that happened to them and - when there's an opening - ask him what he would expect from a pleasant intimate moment (that's a very advanced move, don't forget he's bad with words)(it would only work in my opinion if they're both drunk and have been going at it for a while).

Also sharing experiences is a great way to build trust and intimacy (and arousal). He thrives on knowledge so learning more about his potential partner might ease his mind in some way (and give him some free intrusive thoughts). See it as added ingredients to make him simmer.

Though they shouldn't talk too much about the number of partners they had and said partner's skills. This might make him retreat. Again: low self-esteem and always on the lookout for an excuse to sabotage it.

Wait what about drunk!Snape you say? That's a trope we enjoy around here. Although I headcanon him as not being a heavy drinker (if a drinker at all because of his father) it would be a great way to lower a bit his inhibition. A DE would have a hard time sharing a drink with him, same for an Order member (he never stays after meetings but could be coerced), but a colleague could maybe drag him to the Three Broomsticks with other members of the staff and then leave early with him. wink wink Come on, rub his foot under the table and look at him choke on his ale. He'll skin you alive with his eyes and you can just raise a suggestive eyebrow back.

Persistence, persistence.

Of course a bit of physical baiting could help with his dusty libido. After all, they'd kinda be dealing with an teenager, experience-wise. Nothing too bold (though I headcanon that his sooty Cokeworth self would get way more worked up over unabashed desire than delicate courting but he's buried a bit too deep at the moment) but a nice cleavage, some leg showing, a fitting pair of pants or robes might not be a bad move. Since he might be uncomfortable with words, they could flaunt the goods in his face! The man has eyes, let him look and scold himself for looking. Also a few heavy looks, biting a lip and lingering fingers could go a long way for such a deprived man, especially if it's directed at him.

At the end of the day, the trick is to make him able to put his worry aside (or snap, if you find the word sexier).

They could go the provocative way, being insufferable and making him want to shut them up.

They could try some endless teasing until he's a lost hot mess, unable to express what he wants except by going 'fuck it' and going for it.

They could go slower and create a safe space with a weekly ritual (every Friday night meeting for a drink/to grade essays/to hang out) which can lead to a late night snog (floating candles optional).

They could be blunt and go 'I want to kiss you so bad right now' as they leave Hogsmeade together and are walking on the dirt path towards the castle. A gust of wind will prevent him from hiding himself behind his hair and they'll see the flush creeping on his face.

They could hammer the compliments and validation, because Severus craves recognition (is there a praise kink in there? yes). So first it could be his mind, his work, his skills... then the way his cape suits his frame so well, his silky voice... and then bam, hitting the nail on the head with complimenting his mouth. Blabbering mess guaranteed. Might flee but blush deliciously. Or might stop dead in his track and then it's time for them to claim these lips.

Kissing

Clumsy. Tentative. Awkward.

But earnest.

He might freeze at first. Wait, these lips knew how to do that once upon a time... how does it go again? He'll need a bit of time to remember but the best way to (re)learn is practice.

It will be a lot for him. As he's extremely touch-deprived he'd be literally rediscovering human contact. So much to feel, the supple of the lips, their shape, the softness, the wetness.

Honestly, deprived!Snape could get really worked up just from kissing.

(They could honestly make him cum just from this and some grinding. Amen. If he does he'd need reassurance after and still might flee and hide and snarl for a few days because male performance blahblahblah. Hopefully they'd be able to skip this step at this point in the relation.)

But I believe he'd enjoy it greatly and this might be a step he'd want to stay at for some time before going further.

Undressing

I headcanon deprived!Snape as being very self-conscious about revealing his body so it might only be possible with someone he really trusts. It might be painfully difficult for him (might require dimmed light if not obscurity but I mean come on, they're here to look at him and it'd be better for him to rip the bandaid... but giving him the option might help).

Either he'll be too aroused to care (or act as if he doesn't) or he'll feel very self-conscious and look for cues to confirm his belief that his partner will find him disgusting. It's the right moment for them to express their desire.

If for some reason he gets too triggered and leave, they wouldn't be back to square one but again, patience is key. He needs time. Or maybe they could convince him to stay and try to resolve the situation by stopping the intimacy and just talk about something else. It could be good practice to show him this isn't a big deal and that everything is fine.

But at this stage, complimenting him sincerely (no coddling) whilst not hiding their arousal could work nicely. Sprinkling some of the fantasies they had about him as well. ('I've been dreaming about these hands on me', 'You have no idea how much I've been wanting to kiss these lips to make you shut up', 'I laid awake at night thinking about touching this part of you'). Showing appreciation with touch could convince him more though and it has the advantage of preventing him to think too much.

But really, he won't like to focus on his appearance as it's something he has no control over so they should -unfortunately- bite their tongue and keep the flood of horny compliments to themselves at first. A new one might be fed to him once every two weeks to slowly build his confidence.

In Bed

Deprived!Snape is: prideful, yearning for control and very sensitive.

Now honestly I could make a whole other post with the different scenarios where he'd be more top or bottom. Instead, I will focus more on what would happen either way.

He'll want to learn. Because Severus is nothing if not a scholar. He's got a very curious nature regarding topics that interest him so if his partner is showing him how they like something, he'll get super serious about it. He will try to touch them in the exact same way at first and he's a fast learner so once it's mastered, he'll experiment. And he's going to be good at it.

That man got dexterity and an inventive mind. And that's canon.

But his focus on his partner might also be a way to keep control during this highly new situation. Depending on how self-conscious he is about his inexperience, shifting the focus on him might be a challenge. Maybe letting him take the lead could be a good idea. But maybe shoving him against the mattress and seizing control is the way to go here.

Now, he will be very sensitive, won't he?

Yes, he might. He might be a whimpering mess in no time. His partner should be cautious and gentle with him. Severus letting his guard down and letting them touch him is a very big effort coming from him so they should savor it and be sure to make it feel safe if they want this to happen again. Help him relax, let him breathe, don't hesitate to pause if he gets nervous. The walls will be destroyed, moan after moan.

But what if he isn't sensitive?

That's a possibility as well. He's been by himself for years and his wariness of intimacy and people is wired in his cells at this point. He's disconnected from his own body and never pays attention to it. He might also tense heavily once in bed with his partner, the vulnerability of it accentuating the disconnection. He might not feel pleasure, might get frustrated and feel angry or inadequate.

This situation - which I find very interesting and seems like a realistic follow-up to him wanting to kiss for a long time and struggling with undressing - is tricky and will require diplomacy and more patience.

But maybe this could be a dealbreaker for him. If the payoff isn't worth the discomfort, he could easily take it as a confirmation bias that intimacy isn't for the likes of him. The best course of action could be to focus on non-sexual aspect of intimacy.

But this essay is way too long already so I'm going to stop here.

What should I write about next? Is there something you wish I had addressed here? Is there something you'd like me to discuss next?

UPDATE: so a few people seem to be mad at me, demanding I keep on elaborating SO. Let's say I'm done here for the 'how to bed him' part (which was the premise of this essay) and I'll do another one following thoughts and possibly... focusing on the different roles in bed (top/bottom/switch) for our dear Severus. See you there.

TLDR: He's gonna be a pain, his partner needs to have calming draught for their nerves but in the end it will be very rewarding because he's starved and inventive.

[rdthoughtdaughter]

Can’t see exactly where I claimed that I personally do activism. I’m on my journey of getting into radical feminism and defining my belief system. Can’t take any actions without that knowledge.

However, if we were to talk about ’activism’ spreading awareness is one form of it. It’s very funny that you are talking about a cave, that nobody hears me or other radical feminist from, and yet here you are. I would wager that you saw me in for your page. Or you saw somebody else reblogging me, who might have seen me on their for you page.

Despite me trying to specify my targeted audience with hashtags, tumblr allows wider public to see my posts. Sure, the diffusion of information doesn’t happen very rapidly, but it does happen. That’s all that matters.

The only one who acts smugly here is you. Again, you know nothing about radical feminism and what the adherents of this theory do, besides spreading awareness. You know nothing about shelter being built, about charity organisations, and advocation for women from different parts of the world. You don’t care.

It’s fine. I don’t care about you, about the ‘libs’ or about the ‘leftists’.

Us being a minority doesn’t make our work farce, pur voices invalid. That’s a pretty insensitive thing to say for a … tolerant liberal? Isn’t it?

‘TERFs are not real feminists, all they do is bring down trans people, instead of actually addressing the female problems, in Afghanistan, etc.’

We do speak about these matters, you just don’t know because you are not a part of the radical feminist community. The thing is, you are not interested in it. The only thing that sparks your interest is the ‘dolls’.

Hence why you are showed with radical feminist’s posts with gender critique.

If you knew anything about radical feminism, you would hear conversations about skin- selling business in Nepal that targets the sex workers, you would know of the conversations about how surrogates were treated in India by the agencies, you would hear us talking about the patterns of misogyny in the global media.

But you are not interested. You have no desire to actually look into radical feminism, and understand what it is about. You have your agenda that you have to feed with hatred for ‘terf bitches’

[adonisbeloveds]

The Main Twisteds being jealous that you're trying to farm for Bassie.

Based off my lovely lovely experience of trying to get Bassie only to get EVERY SINGLE MAIN TWISTED AT LEAST 3 TIMES IN 3 DAYS. Anyway, yes I am alive hello hello, and apologise if any of the twisteds personalitys are not like the canon ones because I suck at writing in character! Reader is GN and doesn't use any pronouns, and Vee, Shelly and pebble are all meant to be seen as platonic. Also you can view them as yanderes or just really possessive.

ASTRO

"Please be- .....you're not Bassie." "Starlight..."

.Stay's as close to you as he can, he already know's who you are looking for -- and so do the rest of the mains. It's not like they hold any personal problems with Bassie, it's merely because they knew you first is all. .Remeber his old blanket? He makes sure that it's always wrapped around you, so when you leave and possible see Bassie -- at least she will know who you are close with. .With the way his hat moves I like to think it's either because A) he can control it or B) it has a mind of it's own -- either way it always ends up wrapping around you when you do the machine's, not that he minds though. you do astro please remove it the Ichor is staining your clothes for the 40th time. "Cuddles? Like we use to?" "Astro you always stain my shirts black with the amount of Ichor-" "......" "Sigh, Fine..." .Four arms equal 4 times the comfort of cuddles, and wrapped in his old blanket? It could almost make you forget about your whole Bassie situation. sadly it didn't but hopefully soon you will finally give up and sleep with him like you use to. .What happens when both him and Bassie are on the same floor? Well you barely see Bassie, it seems like he made it his life mission to keep you two apart whenever he could. .You also swear you hear him grumble everytime you pick up research labled as Bassie's, but at this point you can't distinguish between grumbles and weird purring noises he makes. "You are awfully clingly this time around" "mmm...." "That wasn't an invitation-" "......" "...You know I can't stay mad at you, you cuddlebug" "Mhm.."

VEE

"Vee...Vee this is the 7th time, the 7th time you have shown up." "We can make it 8th" .My darling Vee, the one who never frigging left me -- appeared so many times I got her to 100% in 2 days and she wasn't even on the board once. .She's already standing there when the elevator opens, already waiting for you -- and before you can even get a word in her tail is wrapping around you and she's walking off. "Come on Vee, put me down" "mmmm, nope" .She's talking your ear off about everything and anything, as long as your attention is on her she's over the moon -- though she rarely shows it. .She likes to tease you, with her being insanely taller than you, she uses it to her advantage -- but if she genuinely makes you upset about it she's quick to stop, even throughout all the fun she would never want you to be upset over something she did. .If you compliment her in any way her screen will bug out for a moment before she thanks you -- her voice a bit staticky. Of course you have complimented her before, and so have others, it's just she hasn't had much compliments in this form yet is all. .Somehow she always knows where you are -- what floor you're on, where you are in a blackout, even if she can't make it to the elevator before it arrives, she eventually finds you and picks you up. .You have a small suspicion it's because of her ability but at the same time she's been near you so much you've started to think she's just learn't your habbits. "Do you think I could play games on your screen" "I wouldn't let you test it" "You so would though" "....You might get a virus." "Aw man" .Unlike the others, Vee doesn't really care for Bassie -- in the sense that she won't try to take you to the other side of the map to be away from her. .What she will do though is stay very close to you -- sure you can go to Bassie for whatever reason but make sure to keep your main attention on her, she isn't as possessive as the others. .That's the biggest lie ever, you just don't need to know that or the fact she purposefully kept Bassie off the floors for so long. .If you do spend to much time focusing on Bassie you would hear a sound that's almost like a computer overheating, when you check on Vee she simply raises an eyebrow at your question before saying it's a silly idea, even though both of you can feel heat radiating off her. "Come on, she isn't that bad!" "I know my show star, but that doesn't matter"

SHELLY

"rrrrrr....." "No way, and what happened next?" .Unlike the others Shelly at least tries to help you with the machine, as she tells you -- or at least tries to tell you -- about everything and anything. .In blackouts she makes sure to stay close so you don't bump into anything -- even though she isn't as tall as the other main's, and is usually hunched over, she will try to stand as tall as she can while observing the area. .She love's it when you talk, whether you are talking about something, simply humming or just saying random words. Shelly love's the sound of your voice, and if you don't speak? She just love's being around you, it always makes her tail wag no matter what you do! "How does your tail wag if its just your spine?" "rrrrhhhh?" "Yeah I figured" .She really doesn't like sharing your attention, and it's only worse when you are actively looking for someone else. Don't get it wrong! Deep down she knows it isn't Bassie's fault, but her more protective mindset always seems to win her over. .She use to only growl or roar whenever someone went a little to close to you, but lately she's seem to pick up the habbit of biting people when she gets really mad, causing you to drop everything you are doing and running over to her. .You can't possible decide if she's doing it on purpose for your attention or doing it from protectiveness -- at this point you are more than convinced its at least a bit of both. "I- Shelly- Shelly no- no doN'T BITE HER SHELLY-" "Rrrrr."

SPROUT

"ahusfjhasfhassa" "Sprout I love you dearly but please put me down, the tendrils are cold and wet and-" "hasfsafhhas" "....that didn't mean hold me-" .You thought the others were clingy? Well get ready for mr overprotective here -- he doesn't want you leaving his line of sight, no matter what. .Hmm? You want to collect baskets for the...easter toons? Oh, well it's okay, he can...sort of help with that -- I mean you are only trying to make new friends is all. just don't talk about them to much, he's trying to hold back his possessiveness towards you but he doesn't know how much longer he can take .He can't necessarily voice his complaints but he can sure as hell try, from grumbles to simply picking you up and holding you as close as he could -- he could try to keep you away from the baskets and other twisteds but you seem so adamant about them. .No worries though, he can simply use his tendrils to carefully pick you up and hold you above -- making sure you can't get whatever it is you wanted. You don't like how they feel? No worry! He doesn't mind holding you the whole time. "Sprout, you're like...breathing down my neck right now-" "hsdfiajeidfng" "I just want the baskets..." "Hisdjmfkd!" "I thank you for wanting to bake for me, but I think the ichor would contaminate it-" .God forbid Bassie is on the same floor as you two, there's no way you are even touching the ground with how possessive he becomes -- scarf wrapped around and everything! .What do you mean you need to see Bassie? Don't you know how dangerous it is? and what if he loses sight of you? what if you get hurt, what if- no, the simple answer is no. .But please don't get mad at him! He can't help it! He just wants to protect you is all, it's simply out of his control what happens! "....." "....dfgrf?" "Hmph...." "iodkfjgddf?" "....ugh I can't do this silent treatment anymore, just behave okay?" "sjdngd!"

PEBBLE

"Pebble no- bad dog." "Don't whine at me that's called guilt tripping" .Have you ever wanted a guard dog before? Well now you have a very large and very vicious guard dog, yay! .He's such a happy boy, tail's wagging, he's almost trotting from happiness but that all goes down hill when he notices you paying more attention to the easter twisteds than him. .This causes very loud whining -- the only warning you get before you're jumped by him, causing the both of you to fall down and for him to stay on top of you. not to hard he would never want to hurt his favorite caretaker! .Now you have to play fetch with him! and give him treats galore! Just make sure there's no one around -- he WILL trample over them just to get to you even if you tell him to stop. "I'm such a good pet owner aren't I? Much better than Dandy who can't keep his DOG ON A LEASH" "Pebble with how fast you wag your tail you are going to knock someone out with it, or worse because it's a rock" .You already know Bassie's on the same floor, you can hear his growling and barking from a mile away -- be sure to get to him quickly or else he might just attack the poor basket. .When you get there it's almost like he was never angry -- kew word almost, if it wasn't for the fact he picked you up by the back of your shirt and bringing you somewhere far away from her. .When the two of you are far enough he puts you down before laying his head in your lap and very politely asking for pats for protecting you like a good boy! "Peb-Pebble do not growl and Bassie she didn't do anything wrong-" "PEBBLE PUT ME DOWN YOUR TEETH WILL RIP MY SHIRT"

DANDY

"....okay so I can explain-" "You purposefully wanted this, not that I'm complaining my flower!" .If you were anyone else you would of had a heart attack when you heard Dandy's music coming towards you at max speed -- but you aren't anyone else, and you already know how much favoritism leaks out of that flower. .Whenever you finish a machine -- you are always faced with a smiling rainbow face, his sharp teeth would probably scare others to death but you've seen it so many times it's become normal. .Such a patient gentleman he is, waiting for your signal before pouncing onto of you -- still being mindful of the tapes sticking out of him, making sure none of them accidentally scrape you. "You are such a cat" "Nope! I wouldn't say 'cat'..." "Dandy, you are literally kneading into me." .As long as you give him full permission he will knead on every spot on your body, of course he's careful of his claws -- he would never hurt you. .At most floors you wouldn't even know Bassie was there if it wasn't for her flowers on the ground. Instead of the others avoiding her it seems like she's avoiding you -- well, not YOU persay, rather the toon that follows you. .Say you finally get to see her, you immediately sense the tension in the air before watching Bassie run away as fast as she could on her four, yet small 'legs'. .Turning your attention to Dandy you witness the most deadliest side eye you have ever seen. If this is how he acts when she's not even close to you guys, you think it's best off that you don't get close to her. .You would want the Ichor to be the physical bad thing that's happened in her life. "omg stop giving the poor girl the side eye" "Hmm? I'm not." "'I'm not a cat' my ass, your eyes literally just dilated when you looked at me."

[twilightsumu]

woke up thinking about ceo!sukuna

suggestive, mdni, not proofread

word count: 723

ceo!sukuna who despite being a take no shit, mean, borderline psychotic asshole - he has a real soft spot for his sweet, quiet new personal assistant

ceo!sukuna who employees notice will start speaking a little kinder (he’s just not calling them a profanity) whenever you’re within earshot

ceo!sukuna who actually cares what you think of him. sometimes he catches himself changing a tie to a color he knows you like or trying his best not to call gojo an idiot when he messes one little thing up.

ceo!sukuna who shamelessly stares at you and remembers every little meticulous detail about you

“good morning sukuna!”

“did you change your perfume?”

you stare at him for a beat, you’ve barely walked into his office.

“… i tried a new one today, yes?” you try to hide the surprise in your voice.

“i like it,” he gruffly says and you don’t miss how his nose is pointed in your direction trying to pull more of your perfume his way.

ceo!sukuna who took three months to ask you out and masked it in a “professional”, “friendly” way

“we have that meeting in london on friday,” you say, ignoring the way he’s staring at the side of your blushing face.

“have you been?”

“no, first time.”

he turns his head to look out the window of the town car are you guys are in. the city lights making his sculpted face look soft and kissable.

“i know a place we could go for dinner,” his right hand nervously run down this right thigh - a foreign sight. “if you want to go with me”

“oh? just us two or..?”

“we’re networking, don’t make it weird brat,” you don’t miss the softness in the way he says brat and you just nod. turning your head to look out the window and hide your grin.

ceo!sukuna who takes you to that restaurant and literally orders everything off the menu

“sukuna, this too much..”

“what? you said you’ve never been.”

ceo!sukuna who becomes quite touchy at dinner: he pulls your chair towards him stating:

“you’re too far. you should try this rosemary tart here” you have one to left of you - much closer than his.

ceo!sukuna who lets his hand linger on your bare thigh and feels every single sensation a man could feel after touching a woman he likes and take to bed, i mean wants to keep a professional and friendly relationship because she files papers so well and whatever else she does

ceo!sukuna who is surprised when you’re the one who kisses him first. you guys standing outside your hotel room and you think he looks so pretty and dinner was great and you’re a little tipsy and his lips aren’t in their usual scowl (even then you’ll kiss him) but there’s a soft grin and he just looks so kissable

ceo!sukuna who deepens the kiss, his strong hands pulling your waist towards his warm body

ceo!sukuna who feels like a teenage boy about to ‘score’ when he hears your soft moan and your fumbling fingers looking for your hotel key - never taking your lips off his

ceo!sukuna who is a self proclaimed selfish lover but this night but this night he puts you first in every way, over and over again, until you forget your own name.

ceo!sukuna who usually leaves after a hook up with any other woman, but your soft sleepy eyes and your hair tickling his shoulder as your head lays on him keeps him stuck there. and surprise surprise, he gets the best sleep of his life this night

ceo!sukuna who is not a fan of sharing a bed with anyone but after your night in london he is a changed man

“what’s that?” you ask, your stomach doing little flips at the way he’s staring at you. he has a key in his hand, along with some papers he needs to give you.

“a key,”

“to the copier room? i have on-“

“no woman, to my apartment.”

“oh? i don’t clean houses sukuna. im not a maid on top of a per-“

“shut up and take the damn key. be there before i get home,” he walks away dropping the key on your desk and you try your hardest to not squeal.

before he makes it completely into his office he looks over his shoulder, “you should bring clothes for work tomorrow. oh, and that perfume I like…”

[ghost-kings-court-jester]

I find it so interesting that time and time again Jun Wu never considered other peoples kindness and how that foiled all his plans.

Like originally he wanted Xie Lian to fall apart and break like him but Wu Ming was there to be sure he wasn’t alone and to take on all that resentment.

The man with the bamboo hat was there making sure Xie Lian remember that people can be kind.

Like even 800 years later after Jun Wu failed he tries to cause rifts for Xie Lian so that he has no one and becomes isolated and hopefully insane like him.

Except Pei Ming who would have lied and manipulated the situation doesn’t blame Xie Lian for figuring everything out, he knows it wasn’t personal and he’s able to work with him later despite Jun Wu constantly pitting them against each other.

Shi Wudu is the strongest elemental master and while he didn’t ever warm to Xie Lian, Shi Qingxuan did and they loved him for who he was. They always came to Xie Lian defence to give him backing in heaven because they were friends. (Which honestly might be why the Shi Wudu plot was revealed starting the Black Water Arc.) then even after leaving heaven and Xie Lian losing a popular gods backing. Shi Qingxuan is kind and doesn’t hold a grudge and even when they have nothing and can’t be an ally in heaven they still care about Xie Lian and help him when they are literally crippled and mortal.

Ling Wen is shrewd and could have been a very strong antagonist against Xie Lian except he was always polite and kind to her and she respects that. She has no real desire to do him harm outside of protecting herself and doesn’t really consider him an enemy in any way.

Lang Qianqiu should have turned against him and all of the heavens against too except he only wants the truth. He hears the whole story and immediately clears Xie Lians name and makes sure the heavens know it was Qi Rong so Xie Lian can’t be banished again.

He pairs Xie Lian with Quan Yizhen a god known for being confrontational and picking fights except Xie Lian was kind to him and that makes him a for lifer in Quan Yizhen’s mind he literally wouldn’t turn against him or even think about it because Xie Lian proved himself to be a good person and that’s all Quan Yizhen needs to like you.

Yushi Huang happily tried to help Xie Lian with the drought and gives him her spiritual device as a show of kindness. Then she helps him hide Banyue, helps in Tonglu and helps Hua Cheng infiltrate Heaven because she’s a kind woman who gave up her life for her people and understands Xie Lian is the same.

Jun Wu assumes this whole time that Feng Xin and Mu Qing would be resentful because that’s what happened to him with his friends except Feng Xin and Mu Qing are insane and deranged and just want Xie Lian to be their friend again so they make little disguises to help all the time and take some of the scrutiny of Xie Lian because they were there too. Feng Xin pays of Xie Lians huge debt to smooth things over for him with the other Gods. When Xie Lian is “kidnapped” they follow him to get him back immediately because hey wait that’s our friend. Jun Wu tries to bring suspicion between them by making them assume the worst about each other but Mu Qing literally takes a shackle over betrayal. Then both of them go to Mount Tonglu to protect Xie Lian and begin to mend their friendship because that’s how they roll.

And of course we have Hua Cheng who is Wu Ming that constant loyal thorn in Jun Wu’s side because through all of these events he is with Xie Lian. He offers comfort and support and insures that Xie Lian never even begins to spiral down the same dark path by helping him in every situation, acting as a buffer and a confidant and reminding Xie Lian he isn’t alone and he will be there loving Xie Lian more than Jun Wu could ever hate him.

There’s probably more instances but I just love how this all kinda plays out like yes Xie Lian is truly kind and hopeful and that’s why he’ll never fully be Bai Wuxiang anyway but other people are kind too! There is so much more to people than Jun Wu expects and that’s why his plan is foiled over and over again. Not by smarts or by fighting but by simple human kindness and compassion.

[nemi20499999]

rebligion

As a rape victim, this is fucking tcc. You draw the line at rape jokes but allow murder and mass shootings? This makes no sense, tcc is problematic, it's not gonna do any of this just because people can be sensitive.

nemi20499999

Of course it makes sense! Every single one of us has to draw a line of what is for them at least a bit understandable (even if it is moraly wrong) and what is just sickening and disgusting. According to your logic we should all support child molesters because we're in the tcc anyway and we "allow murder and mass shootings". So why care about anything at all, right? - Wrong! You can be in the tcc, be interested in the cases, honor the victims of shootings and do research on the shooters and their motives AND at the same time do not find degrading terms and rape jokes funny in the slightest. Just because your interests may cross some boundaries it doesn't mean you have to exceed ALL limits!

rebligion

@nemi20499999 But at the same time, why be in a fandom, a community based on edge lord humor and paraphilia, when you are uncomfortable with that shit? Also how hypocritical it can get. You, like Columbine, Eric described how he wanted to "rape" his female peers; now you are fucking hypocritical! Talking about anti-rape jokes and being a Columbiner means you are a hypocrite. If you can't handle this shit leave, because a community of edgy wannbe shooters isn't gonna care about your feelings

nemi20499999

@rebligion I certainly don't expect anyone here to care about my feelings but that doesn't mean I cannot speak out about things that bother me. Your logic that "Eric described how he wanted to "rape" his female peers" justifies to make rape jokes about him just confirms that you are certainly not the most mature person. Why shouldn't we put ourselves on the same level as wannabe rapists and murderers??? -Right, because it's just wrong!!! By lowering yourself to the same level you are conforming that you are not any better than them. Setting limits at a certain point doesn't make me a hypocrite but having no limits at all definitely makes you an unhinged person who should take a minute or two to think about their moral compass. Grow up!

nemi20499999

Short version: calling people degrading terms -> immature, saying things like "I hope you get shot." -> immature, making rape jokes -> immature

the popular tccers such as "slayereb, eric--tuah, notballeric, ericsawesomebombs" excluding rebbias and melek are so unfunny, what do you mean RAPE is funny? A 13 year old girl killing herself is funny just cuz shes a furry and likes columbine? You are all unhinged and atp it doesn't even seem like yall care about the cases at all, all yall talk about is raping eric, rape is literally something people die from every single day. it can be traumatizing to people like me or seen as a sensitive topic, I've been near raped before, and it's not something to joke about. please become more mature than this, some of you at your grown age need to get a job and stop posting on tumblr about raping a dead shooter and talk about something else :(

[yummyrevivalfluid]

How To Rizz Up A Scientist

Synopsis: What better way to rizz up a scientist than using his science against him?

Chapter 1: Newton's Law of Universal Gravitation

Word Count: 1888

Warnings: Flirting, Sexual jokes, Eventual smut (next chapter)

Everyone who knew Senku knew that he prioritized science. Very few knew about his moments of vulnerability when he expressed his genuine care for others in his own fashion, often expressing himself through his actions rather than words.

Senku would soon discover that only one person would know a different side to him that even he didn’t know existed.

Science was at the top of his priorities, and dating was at the bottom. He didn’t care for relationships, and anything that would come with them. He avoided books with any hints of romance, preferring books that would further increase the success of his rocket.

Senku didn’t care for displays of affection, and his face showed signs of annoyance whenever someone embraced him. To him, it felt unnecessary. As much as he cared for Taiju and Yuzuriha, he didn’t need them smothering him in affection.

Physical intimacy? Senku didn’t care about it. Never gave it too much thought. His mind never wandered to the idea of pleasure, using his hands other than for his studies. If Sir Isaac Newton lived a celibate life, Senku could too.

That was until you came along.

…

You were a transfer student, but you were quick to adjust to your new environment. You figured out the school’s hierarchy, merging into the clique as if you were one of them.

You didn’t mind your new friends, but quickly grew bored with them. It was clear to you what they prioritized, and you needed more. You liked having balance. You needed something to stimulate your mind. You needed someone.

“-and then with a nuclear magnetic resonance test, we can determine the depth of the pores and other physical properties, all based on the carbon chain distribution…”

You stop in your tracks. Snapping your head around to see whose words those belong to. Words that vaguely sounded familiar to you, something that sounds like organic chemistry.

What sane person talks about organic chemistry as if it were a casual topic?

He sounded confident in what he said. He knew his stuff, that was for sure. This intrigued you.

You tug the sleeve of the girl in front of you and pull her close quickly, turning her attention to the boy who walked past you. “Who is he?”

“Huh?” She looks in your direction, trying to pinpoint the boy who caught your attention. “Senku?” she asks, unsure.

“Senku,” you test the sound of his name, watching as he walks further down the hall, unaware that he has caught your attention. Unaware of your scheming nature. “Tell me everything you know about Senku.”

…

Senku glared at the door, waiting for the person he blamed for his dilemma. Classes were over, and he was supposed to be with the science club, experimenting with a brand-new NMR that the school funded. The same NMR that would’ve been revoked and all club funding ceased if he hadn’t accepted being a tutor.

Taking a bullet for my beloved science

He’s glaring at the door and the clock right above it. Whoever pulled some strings to have Senku as their tutor didn’t have any regard for his time. He impatiently tapped the pencil against the desk as another minute passed. His patience was running thin.

He was itching to run to the science club, get his hands on the NMR, create gasoline with the stone swallow he had found, and understand its physical properties.

Another minute passed, and he'd had enough. He got up from his seat and made his way to the door. He swung it open only to be met with an unfamiliar face. He doesn’t waste a second. He’s quick to tell you what is on his mind.

“You’re late.” His voice doesn’t hold back his irritation. What you’ve heard about him appears to be true, not that you mind. He sounds just like your type.

“Ah, sorry!” you quickly apologize, your movements awkward as you enter the room. “I’m still having trouble finding some of the classrooms.”

“Transfer student?” he asks. He sits at the desk before you, waiting for you as you lay out your books and stationery. He eyes the bulky books you set, physics and chemistry.

“Yup.”

You organize your study materials on the desk, pulling out your favorite pens and highlighters. Senku watches you, unsure what to think of you, his expression calculating.

“What strings did you pull to get me as your tutor?” Senku asks, his arms crossed. “The school has other tutors available. So why me?”

“I asked for the best, which I guess means you.” You open your notebook to a blank page, nudging the physics books towards him, “I paid top dollar for you, so let’s get right into it, shall we?”

“Who knows, if I like you so much, maybe I can get more funding for your little club.” You say casually, leaning slightly forward and flashing him a smug smile.

Rich people

…

“Up next, Newton’s Law of Universal Gravitation.” Senku circles the formula in your textbook and explains its meaning, “As the radius between two masses increases, the force of attraction between them decreases.”

You write down the equation and the general definition, but look at your notebook, puzzled. Senku notices and leans beside you, trying to figure out where you’re confused.

“What part do you not understand?” he asks. Your notes look fine- nothing seems out of place.

“So, if two masses were to get closer, the force of attraction between them increases?” He doesn’t notice the lack of space between you until you press against him, tilting your head to look up at him with a sly smile, “So what’s the force of attraction that we’re producing?”

It takes a second for your words to sink in, and when they do, he’s laughing. He’s pulling away from you, covering his mouth, hiding his smile, and attempting to calm himself down.

“Did you just use Newton’s Law to flirt with me?” Senku asks, amused at your attempt.

You pout at him, clearly it didn’t work the way you wanted, but it’s fine. You liked a slow burn anyway. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.” You shrug your shoulders as you bat your eyes at him.

“Not interested.” He shoots you down, but you don’t back down.

“In Newton’s wise words,” you pull him closer by his tie. “If gravity pulled an apple, I can pull you, " you say with seriousness, despite your joking words.

Senku nudges the physics book towards you, “Show me where he says that.”

“You’re no fun.”

“If you want fun, go find another tutor.” His hands are on the desk, he’s hovering over you, attempting to make you feel small, but you don’t back down.

You copy his stance, placing your hands on the desk, as you move closer to him. You playfully glare at him, your eyes flicker between his eyes and lips, and he notices. You want him to notice.

“I don’t want another tutor, I want you.”

Why did he have the feeling that the school pimped him out for some quick cash?

…

It’s been a few days since he last saw you, and your attempts at flirting clouded his mind. It wasn’t his first time that someone flirted with him, and it wasn’t the first time someone tried to use his love for STEM in their favor.

However, it was the first time someone persisted. Even after being shot down, you push onwards, his words did little to keep you down.

Usually, he would be heading to the science club at this time, but with your meddling, he finds himself heading to the room reserved for your tutoring session. To his surprise, you are already waiting for him when he opens the door.

“What subject are we focusing on today?” Senku asks as he walks over to the desk, placing his stuff down.

“Chemistry, " you respond. Senku is suspicious about your intentions, so he takes the initiative and tries to beat you to the punch.

“Because there’s chemistry between the two of us?” he says nonchalantly, the smile tugging on his lips betrays him.

You stop writing in your notebook, and you look up at Senku, noticing the smile on his face. You let out a dry laugh as you shake your head in disappointment. “That was so lame. I expected better.”

“I might be a chemistry major, but I’d never Bohr you. Better?”

You make a face at his attempt at flirting, shaking your head no, and continue to write down some notes from the book. “That’s so gen-chem. I’m starting to wonder if you’re the best in the school.”

“I am.” He retorts, slightly insulted, that you think he’s not. You don’t say anything, which he feels is worse than you saying anything.

…

He tutors you every two days, and it’s more than enough time for him to look up some pick-up lines to impress your high standards.

It’s his third session with you, and he walks in prepared to knock your socks off. But the sight of you stops him- he doesn’t know why. Nothing is different. You patiently waited for him, but he couldn’t pull himself together to say the pick-up lines.

“If it’s okay with you, I want to focus on physics today. I’m having trouble with some of the formulas.”

“Which ones are you having trouble with?” Senku asks, sitting beside you rather than his usual seat in front. You flip through the book to the section you’re having trouble wrapping your mind around.

“Energy of conservation…uhhh…work-energy theorem when considering gravitational and elastic potential energy….and spring potential energy.”

You glance up from the book after marking the pages you wanted to review. You glance over to Senku, who has been writing down the formulas. “Did you have all those formulas memorized?” you asked, impressed.

“Do you still doubt me?” Senku seems offended. “I am the best money can buy.” He is still writing in the notebook, finishing the last equations, but he can feel you pressing onto his side, watching over his shoulder.

When he finishes, he hands you the notebook, and you begin scanning the pages, flipping back and forth. He notes your confused look as you hand him the notebook back.

“I think you’re missing one.” You reply to him, unsatisfied with his work. Senku snatches the notebook from you with force, quickly flipping through the pages and reviewing that he didn’t make a mistake in any of the equations.

“I’m not missing any.” He turns to look back at you, ready to banter with you, but your proximity to him leaves him vulnerable. The words get caught in his throat as you lean closer to him, caging him in. Your hand moves from the desk to rest on his hand, “I don’t see the formula to pull you.”

Fuck you were good.

“I know.”

…

He doesn’t remember the study session number when he finally matches your energy, but it reveals a side he didn’t know he had. Something he kept hidden deep inside.  

“I wish I were a Sn2 reaction….” his hands rest on your thighs, inching closer to the divot between your legs, his fingers digging into the fat of your thigh. “So, I could attack you from the backside.”

“I’d let you.”

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A/n: This was supposed to be wholesome, sweet, and fluffy. Instead the spirit of a freak possessed near me near the end.

Any tips or feedback on writing dialogue?

[1stposition]

Ngl can y’all pack up this “stud who couldn’t pick up her gf” trend on tik tok cuz it’s seriously lame as fuck. I know y’all r tryna be funny and I can usually take a joke but I failed to see what’s funny..

Y’all continuously expose yourselves as weirdos because why am I seeing comments full of 101 repackaged homophobia and misogyny???!!! Wrap it up.

All it takes is ONE stud to go viral on the internet for yall to start comparing studs to men, dogpiling them, invalidating their identities, spreading anti-black, misogynistic, and homophobic rhetoric, and start reinforcing toxic ideas of masculinity AND IM SICK OF ITTTTTT.

Bc why the fuck r yall comparing her to jojo siwa?? is yall fuckin for real?????? A lot of yall needa reflect on why y’all hold masculine women to the same standards as cis men QUICKLY

EVERY DAY yall get online bashing stud/butch lesbians and giving hetero mfs the green light to target and shit on them and it fucking infuriates me. It shows that yall view them as a performance, not individuals that have broadly unique relationships with masculinity. Y’all shove your heteronormative standards of masculinity onto studs and put them in a box as if they exist for your amusement.

Leave that woman alone bc it’s seriously getting annoying that we have to keep telling yall to RESPECT MASC LESBIANS. Quit degrading her because YOU’RE insecure about your masculinity and feel the need to belittle someone to feel better about yourself. It’s sad loser behavior. I hope she’s not reading yall hateful ass comments and feeling bad about herself. Y’all know that the shit yall post online can hurt people and it’s fucked up y’all don’t care.

Also idgaf about the “it’s because she got stood up by a man” SOOOO????? What does that have to do with yall projecting your insecurities onto someone else?????? Why do yall hold masc lesbians to this standard of being better than men at everything????? That’s an internal issue, deal w it and stop making it everyone else’s problem.

And to the fems that r hating, I’m disappointed yet again but not surprised bc for whatever reason so many of yall feel the need to make it known u view masc lesbians as inferior to the rest of the community and I will never understand it. Y’all r too dumb to realize how stupid u sound when u say shit like “they sleeping on us fems” bc whooooooo???? Why r yall always competing w studs????? It’s mad weird

Boooo tomatoes tomatoes throwing tomatoes 🍅 👎🏾👎🏾👎🏾👎🏾

And to the mfs that r commenting “she needs to start lifting” “she’s supposed to be strong” ACCORDING TO WHOOOOO???????? LMFAO TF. WHO R UUU????? You’re a fucking nobody talking shit online. Your opinion is irrelevant and holds no value, shut up. Deadass.

Did y’all forget about the existence of disabled studs/butches while typing this nonsense??? It sure sounds like it. It’s ableist as fuck to say that physical strength is the determining factor of masculinity, cuz BULLSHIT. It’s NOT. Someone being unable to lift as much as the average man does NOT discredit their masculinity r u serious??? How someone defines THEIR masculinity is personal and not for u to validate!!

OH!!! -And fuck social expectations!!! NEWFLASH: NOBODY HAS TO CONFORM TO ANY EXPECTATIONS SOCIETY FORCES UPON THEM!!! Where tf did the “responsibilities for relationships” part even come from???? A woman (or man) can provide protection and safety for their partner in various ways, not just physical.. but to even assume that someone is incapable of being a protector because they’re not physically strong is FALSE!!! Log off!!! This is textbook ableism and ignorance at its finest

I swear if y’all just picked up a book or read an article on the complexity of stud/butch lesbians we wouldn’t need to constantly address this shit. Y’all wouldn’t call butchfemme dynamics heteronormative. Honestly, if yall just started using common fucking sense and minding your business that would solve majority of the problem. It doesn’t take a genius to tell u that masculinity is a made up concept and that it can be anything u want it to be, not just the shitty patriarchal version y’all push onto people.

I also wanna clarify I’m aware that the girl who posted the original video stated that the stud is NOT her gf and that she wishes yall would stop bashing her and gtfo out her comment section (rightfully so). I just wanted to speak out about this video that’s been circling around recently bc I’m sick of y’all disrespecting stud/butch lesbians

And real quick since the straight men think they’re hot shit for shitting on masc women and lesbians - especially shut the fuck up. Ty.

To all the studs and butches (disabled included) reading this, I want u to always remember how important your existence is to this world. I look up to u with so much admiration and gratitude. I’m happy I get to experience living on the same planet with such amazing, beautiful souls like yours. Fuck what anyone else says, stay true to yourself and continue inspiring all the baby gays and butches out there. There’s a community that cherishes u and has your back forever. I love u x 💋

[fuyuu-chan]

How solo leveling men will react when they realize someone made (name) uncomfortable?

Pairing: Sung Jinwoo x Reader & Liu Zhigang x Reader (Separate)

Warning: mention/implied of killing, mention of threatening someone

Fuyuu-chan: i suddenly enjoy doing this type of hcs lol 💃

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Sung Jinwoo:

• he would know immediately from your body language

• he would excuse you to whoever that person is (glaring over his shoulder once you were not looking, a silent warning to that person that if they ever do it again...well we know what happens) and talk and ask you softly if you wanted to leave already and when you nod your head he would use his shadow exchange to your shared home

• (ps. he would have done smth to that person at that moment but you were there, you were already uncomfy and he doesn't want to add more than anything to your uneasiness so he sent some of his shadow soldiers to deal with it, maybe threaten the person or scare them off)

• he would cuddle you up, either in the living room or the bedroom as he set your fav show/movie in the tv

• he would also whisper comfort words to you just to make sure that your day wouldn't be ruined

• he would also order your comfort foods or make beru and igris make smth in the kitchen (maybe he'd let you eat ice cream or any snack before meal but not so much so you could still eat an actual food)

• and when you requested to see the children shadow soldiers he would summon them as you happily shower them with affection and head pats that they always love (well maybe bcs you spoiled them by always doing that)

• jinwoo would softly look at you, admiring how you treat his children. And he would be amused on his shadows on how they act around you versus on battles

• The duality really...but who is he to judge when he himself also act gentle, caring and lovingly to you but completely different on the dungeons?

• def not, his shadows def got it from him anyway like father like sons

• anyway...he's glad that you finally felt better after what happened earlier, he successfully makes you feel better or take your mind off of what happened and he's proud and also bcs he gets to cheer you up with his kids :)

Liu Zhigang:

• gurl did you see what this man did when he was angry at the manhwa?? (Implied anyway based on what @mayaree-darling said hehehe)

• if you made him mad or slightly irritated. You're dead.

• he's a national level hunter, anyone would be in danger once this man got in a bad mood

• so what's more when he saw you or your body language trying to get out of or make an excuse just to get out of that conversation? Now that person just got on his bad side

• you were truly such an amazing person for you to remain that poised, like he could never

• he admire that personality of yours but at the same time why can't you just be like him? I mean you have the power to end that person

• but anyway he knew you wouldn't, you don't kill people, you were just such a good and merciful person

• still he wouldn't let this slide

• he took you by your arm not even uttering a word or excusing the both of you in front of that good for nothing person, he didn't even spare a glance as if no one was even there

• he holds you gently tho, he doesn't wanna hurt you, only treating you softly and gently

• as he successfully led you away he asked you if you're alright, if you need anything as he wraps his arm around your waist

• you nod your head, telling him you felt much better than before

• he felt relieved and gave you a soft smile

• he asked if you want to go home or go around town but you don't wanna ruin the day just bcs of that one conversation so you picked the latter

• liu follows you around town, watching how your mood lifted up

• and as he guide you to one of your fav food place, he can't help but admire your ability to shift your mood and how easily you brighten up again. But he was glad, bcs he only wanted to see you happy. He would be so disappointed at himself if he see you down

• liu first and foremost prioritize you than himself anyway. And your happiness is his happiness

• and just like what he usually do when someone pisses him off, that's what he did earlier the moment he led you away from that person. You didn't notice due to how quick it was but he had used his power, which was nothing really bcs that person isn't even a hunter, so it was like killing a bug

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Please do not copy, translate, repost to any other social media, Thank you.

[v88sy]

Lmao but for real. Idk if it's bts drama with Ryan or something but it's getting more and more obvious. Bobby, his captain just died and the guy is just over there offering a cookie to Ravi in these trying times like an extra on set with a blank expression on his face.

I refuse to feel bad for enjoying this situation. Bvddie shippers have made their own bed. I don't like Ryan at all, but even I can admit there's only so much toxicity an actor can take. Buck was at least allowed to exist in his own right in their eyes even if they couldn't stand him canonically dating a man (so much for being LGBT warriors and caring for representation!). But the way they're obsessed with Eddie and try to bring every plot he has back to him being "gay" is exhausting and weird as fuck.

Imagine being an actor and being excited for the storyline your character is getting that season and your fans are just like "we don't care, when are Buck and Eddie going to fuck on screen tho?" Not saying Eddie's plots have always been exciting at all, lord knows they've done some stupid shit with the character, but still. Eddie arguably had the most interesting SL in years while trying to mend his relationship with Chris and they could not have cared less because it meant he was in Texas and not bending over for Buck. I wouldn't blame Ryan if he wants out, if his acting in this ep is any indication, his heart just isn't in it anymore.

I didn't mind Eddie at first, I really didn't. But, it kind of feels like after Shannon died, the writers just...didn't know what to do with him. His entire existence became about grief without any real action to address it or deal with it. I get it, grief never really goes away, but you can't just Fight Club your way out of it either.

I often wonder if the writers intended to write him as insufferable and selfish as they have. He says things to hurt others and never reflects or takes accountability. It's been talked about ad nauseum here, but his friendship with Buck is incredibly one sided. Again, I don't know what's more scary...to think this was all by design...or that it wasn't.

And, since we're just going for it here, Ryandrew Tateman absolutely hasn't done himself any favors here. I know what he did. You know he did. And I wish I could say that was the only thing, or even the most recent.

On a personal note, I've worked in healthcare for 20 years, including the height of covid, so being an anti vaxx/anti covid vaxx is an instant 'fuck off' from me.

And the memes he's been sharing about Pete/Bobby? Salty edgelord.

You make excellent points about anything and everything being boiled down to Gay Eddie™ in some people's minds. Not even bi or demi, or any other shade of queer. It has to be gay, and Buck has to serve as the trad wife self insert surrogate. Which, really makes me question their motives, because it ain't representation. We already got that, and have since day one. Not that they'd ever know.

Look, it's very clear by now that I'm not his biggest fan by a long shot, but it's absolutely disgusting that people want to disregard his body autonomy by saying things like "it doesn't matter what he wants, they're gonna force him to do bddie anyways because it's what the people want".

No, they don't, and honestly, that makes me wonder about your views on consent. The role would involve, at the very least, kissing Oliver, (not that I'd mind myself, but that's another topic for another day) so...yes. It absolutely is his choice, as it should always be when engaging in contact with someone, acting job or not.

And yeah, I'll give it to you that he's probably tired as fuck about being reduced to nothing more than "the guy who absolutely must be gay because *insert harmful stereotype here.*"

And that's in addition to having every. single. interview. harp on the ship that he has said repeatedly that he doesn't want to do, for actually valid reasons, assuming those are the real reasons and he's not just blowing smoke up our ass.

So, yeah, I don't blame him for wanting an out, but I also don't think we should be blamed for wanting to be able to enjoy our show and the fandom as a whole once again.

All that being said...are you trying to put me in jail, katey 😂