#cause id just feel bad otherwise

[delightfuldevin]

I want to be less of a people pleaser but somehow I feel like that’ll just make me an asshole hdbcjsbdc

[mla0]

i hate when people portray michael and/or patrick as some kind of master manipulator who was terrible to shaun and stormy. like, in the past, michael sometimes got portrayed with little autonomy, or as childish and overly innocent in a weird way. that in itself is an issue with the treatment of mentally ill characters (infantilization), but the solution isn't to argue that he's actually a monster who only wanted to hurt and mislead people. the same goes for patrick. i don't enjoy the "goofy flirty mass murderer" interpretation for very similar reasons, because in the canon patrick did indeed do some wild shit but i think it's a stretch to say it was out of malice, except maybe towards eric lol

obviously there will be different views of these characters and this isn't meant to be gatekeep-y or anything, i'm just concerned with how certain portrayals can quickly slide into negative biases towards mental illness. i think if you're going on this route you might want to ask yourself why, and consider how it could make the mentally ill people within the fandom feel when they see their own symptoms portrayed by their peers as synonymous with being dishonest or manipulative

[skeletonmaster69]

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[be-good-to-bugs]

why havent i been talking to the much much cooler and better older sister who is a furry and super nice and fun to talk to and cares about my opinions and feelings instead of the one who cant respect boundaries and makes me feel like a mistake and doesnt care abt how i feel

[chisatowo]

Sekai charcter voices tier list time, based on solos not group covers

[kiruliom]

[ ID: A flag with five horizontal stripes, in the following colors: turquoise, off-white, yellow, orange and dark blue. /End ID ]

atypical system flag

a flag for all systems, plurals, and adjacent that feel they are excluded from their own community because their experiences with plurality/systemhood is considered wrong or fake by the exclusionary individuals within.

coined bc it felt wrong to get lumped in with endos as a traumagenic non-disordered system by anti-endo communities when Im not endogenic. also spite. lots and lots of spite.

this is by all means not coined to divide the plural/system community, just something for those who often feel left out to take pride in.

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includes, but isnt limited to:

endogenic, nontraumagenic, traumaendo, and adjacent systems

willogenic, spiritually formed, partially or fully voluntarily formed systems

traumagenic by proxy systems (formed to deal with a traumagenic disorder's symptoms, etc.)

non-disordered systems, systems who dont fit the criteria for a CDD.

systems who's trauma doesnt fit CDD standards, or are told/feel its not 'bad enough' to cause CDDs

OSDD/UDD systems who feel excluded by the huge focus on DID in the community

median systems who feel excluded by the huge focus on multiple systems in the community

systems who prefer to identify as one person or use parts or otherwise outdated terminology

schizospec and psychotic people who see themselves as plural due to their consistent delusions and/or hallucinations.

anyone else who's plurality feels too atypical to fit in even in this community full of atypicals

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it is not meant to include transplur-al people who are 'transitioning to become a system' with no concern or forethought for the actual challenges of being multiple people, but if a transplur-al person chooses to identify with this I dont have the power to stop them. the dash is there so it doesnt show up on the search. just know I dont like you, at all.

the coiner of the term is against the name tulpamancy for willogenic systems but they can use this flag as well, again, no power to stop them.

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feel free to make alternative flags, symbols, etcetera! however do tag me in them if you do.

please do not reupload without permission and credit

[musicoftheheart]

That Time of the Month

inspired by @accio-sriracha’s post

A/N: it’s shorter than id planned and i might one day expand on this idea, but here we go! enjoy <3

“Who the fuck ate my fucking chocolate?”

Sirius and James exchanged a look of pure, unbridled terror. James’ wide eyes and quivering jaw seemed to imply it hadn’t been him, and Sirius was trying to communicate the same with his own expressions. Neither of them were daft enough to touch Moony’s chocolate these days; they’d learned that lesson the hard way.

A voice spoke up in the silence. “Sorry Rem,” Regulus mumbled from where he’d buried himself in James’ chest. “I’ve got some in my dorm — I’ll replace yours, I promise. I just really didn’t feel like getting up. Sorry.”

Something in Remus’ harsh expression softened — as it usually seemed to do for Regulus (something Sirius was often quite dramatic about, barring this one week of each month).

It had been dubbed ‘hell week’ by all those who had to experience it — both Remus and Regulus described it as such quite openly amongst friends, but Sirius and James were careful only to complain to one another, and not to their boyfriends — because it was quite frankly, hell. It was bad enough back in their early years of Hogwarts when it was only Remus they’d had to dance around near the full moon, but ever since Regulus had started his period in his third year (an unfortunate consequence of his being trans, and something that — as of yet — had no potion to fix) it had only gotten worse.

By some unfortunate sort of fate, Regulus’ time of the month had synced up almost perfectly to Remus’. The pair would wander around Hogwarts snapping at anyone who even slightly grated on their nerves, complaining about their aches and pains, demanding this, that and the other from their boyfriends. But as much as this caused Sirius and James a great number of headaches trying to please not one, but both of them at the same time, it seemed to have brought the pair together in an odd bond that could almost never have otherwise been created.

For a start—

“Oh, that’s fine Reg,” Remus brushed off, if still a little pouty. “You know you can just help yourself.”

Remus never let other people eat his chocolate. Regulus seemed to be the only exception to his rule.

“No, no,” Regulus grumbled, dragging himself upright. “I’ll get it.”

Sirius knew just from the tone of his voice that Regulus really didn’t want to go all the way down to Slytherin for more chocolate, and a glance at James told him he knew the same.

So James — in a valiant effort to make up for ‘breathing too loudly’ around Regulus earlier — quickly piped up, “No love, it’s okay! I can get it for you. You just stay right there, all comfy and cozy. I’ve got it.”

Smiling smugly and clearly pleased with himself, Regulus settled back into James’ bed while his boyfriend tucked him up with blankets and his hot water bottle. “Thank you, baby.”

Oh Merlin, his little brother really had James wrapped around his finger.

“Padfoot,” Remus whined, laying himself gingerly face down on his bed. Sirius snapped to attention like a soldier called to duty. “Will you be my weighted blanket again?”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Sirius shifted into his animagus form and gently laid himself down over Remus until he heard a contented sigh. He let himself snuggle into his boyfriend’s warmth happily.

Perhaps hell week wasn’t entirely hellish.

[tinyidle]

Hii!

I was wondering if your requests we’re still opened and if so, could you please write a smut with Mingi X Fem.reader where you give him a blowjob while he’s driving and he gotta pull up in a parking lot cause he wants you so bad.

Thank you in advance and love your work!

Have a good day! 🥰

Make It Worse - SMG

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: you have a mouth problem. you can't really help that you never fully stopped teething, and it helps with regulating emotions. and you can't help that your boyfriend only makes your slightly strange addiction even worse.

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴/𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: mingi x fem!reader

𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: slice of life; fluff; smut

𝘈𝘜/𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰: established relationship; car sex after a movie date

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 3.15k words

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: some angst, hand kink, slight brattiness from reader, nipple play, oral fixation, fellatio, fingering, cunnilingus, tons of saliva, cum eating and cum in general, overstimulation, insatiability (on both ends), slight exhibitisionism, slightly awkward positions, unprotected sex (know what you're doing), b!gd!ck mingi, risky sex in every way combined, all fiction ofc ofc

𝘙𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨: M for mature

𝘈/𝘕: thank you very much for liking my things! this made my creative gears turn, i just had to do it now or id never do it. also, i hope all your days are grand too <3 and yes, requests are open, albeit me responding to them once in a blue moon lol. 2nd submission to @wonderlandnet

we all have that one odd thing we did growing up-- collecting random objects, fiddling with hair or clothing pieces, smelling certain things. what you had, however, was something you had as a child that grew into an explicable thing: you like having fingers in your mouth.

sucking your thumb was a common thing growing up that you eventually grew out of, but after becoming sexually active, it became less of a subconscious thing you do and now more of a need from your partner. at first, whenever you'd bring up your habit, it would turn of some and turn on others a bit too much, making your relationships last extremely short.

this lasted for a good while until you met your current partner, mingi. you prepared for the worst from the moment you told him about your "unsettling habit" to some, but to him, it was nothing. he just simply shrugged his shoulders as if you told him that you just finished off season one of one piece.

"really?" you asked, shocked that he seemed so nonchalant. "you're not weirded out." let out a chuckle, mingi leaned to you and gave you a chaste peck on the cheek, "it's more normal than you think. and if anyone makes you feel otherwise, fuck 'em."

you would smile from then on, always relaying that time in your head when you would feel ashamed for feeling the need to suck on your thumb due to high stress, or excitedly nibble on the tips of your fingers when a funny bit showed up in one of your favorite movies. mingi made you feel safe despite your habit, and for that you could never let go of him.

and he honestly couldn't let go of you either. when months turned to year, and you became more comfortable around him (and he with you), he would be flattered by how you shared your habit with him. now, instead of sucking your thumb due to stress, you'd silently ask for mingi's fingers to put in your mouth while he would use his other hand to gently massage any areas causing you tension. instead of nibbling on your fingers whenever something funny showed up on television, you'd subconsciously grab at one of mingi's long fingers and swipe your tongue around it, smiling when his familiar taste welcomed your taste buds.

mingi found it endearing, he really did. just like you let him lay his head on your lap for comfort and scratch his scalp when life got a bit too difficult for him, he let you use his hands as a haven for whatever you were feeling, and whenever. it was crazy that, despite his size, you were as equally his shield as he was yours.

it was even crazier, however, when you both found out how much you loved each other. the moment you decided to get intimate, your love and almost constant need for sucking off your boyfriend became that much more apparent than wanting his hands. mingi understood how much you liked the closeness, so he'd offered himself for whenever you needed in private. he knew that later he'd also get to have you, so it didn't matter to him.

tonight, however, especially since you both scheduled to have a car movie night date to a romantic chick flick, it was going to be extra hard not begging for him.

mingi drove you two to the area where the projector and sheet was with other open trunk-cars. during the entire drive, you were biting your lip, forcing yourself to not grasp at your boyfriend's fingers as he was holding the steering wheel. it was definitely not the right time to gain his attention, however, so you did your best to stick it through. it didn't help that mingi would occasionally put one hand on the wheel while the other would caress your thigh-- lovingly of course, but not-so-innocent thoughts would flood your mind every time he made the innocent gesture.

once you were there and opened your own trunk, you and mingi would push the back two seats of the SUV forward to give you two more room. opening the trunk and situating the blankets and pillows you brought with you on the interior ground, you both laid down on them while cuddling each other, face forward to see the upcoming movie while being able to feel comfortable.

the movie was funny, mysterious, and romantic all-around. you would hold onto your boyfriend's fingers and put them over your lips in case you felt like having them, but to mingi's small but fortunate dismay, you didn't put them in your mouth. in private, mingi doesn't mind you using him in any way possible, but in public (or in this case, semi-public), it would do something him that he wishes he could calm down but can't. you weren't holding up any better, as you still had that lingering need for your boyfriend since the car ride to the movie. what made it even worse was when a sex scene came up out of almost nowhere.

yes, the movie was for adults because of the curing and mildly crude jokes, but in no way did any of the descriptions say that it may content actual sex. there was the nudity warning, but you thought it would be a simple comedic "flash scene". nope. the couple had only flash spotting of humping and kissing and love-making during the five-minute scene. you could feel your boyfriend's heart race that much more, his adams apple making an almost cartoonish gulping sound. as for you, the fingers you were now fiddling with on your lips were now being held tightly by you as you begged to yourself to not get turned on. it didn't work.

once the movie ended past dusk, you and mingi got out the trunk and closed it, then got into the driver's and passenger's seats. as mingi was setting the map to drive you two home, your mind kept wandering back to the movie, along with your rekindled want to have your boyfriend. but now it was too late, as he started to drive again. you waited and waited and twiddled your own thumbs before having an idea. mingi's hands were occupied, but his length wasn't.

the man was focused on staying in his lane in the highway, awaiting further instruction from the GPS before he felt his sweats getting pulled from the front. not wanting to look down and risk being a danger on the road, mingi cleared his throat before asking almost too innocently while staring straight ahead, "baby, what are you doing?"

disregarding his inquiry, you practically clawed through his confinements until you got to your target. pulling out his half-hardened length as he hissed from both the cold air and your firm grip, you smiled up at him. you decided to answer him by lowering your mouth onto his head. "ffff-" mingi whimpered as he did his absolute best to pay attention to the road. he groaned as your tongue swiped across the pre-cum that formed on his head, nearly dipping his head down.

softly jerking your boyfriend in hopes of getting him fully erected, you warned him: "focus, mingi. dont lose focus on driving." using his unoccupied hand to caress you hair, you looked up to find him nodding as his breathing became unsteady. but you both knew it would be hard for him not to snap.

with each suck, it got even harder to focus as your tongue felt so warm and welcoming against him. you could clearly see it as you were seeing the occasional blush from his face. he quickly turned to the right side of the highway to avoid rear-ending the car in front of him, almost scaring himself. you accidentally jerked off of him from the force of the turn, but quickly regained yourself to rest your mouth back on your boyfriend.

mingi's eyes went wide when he realized you were actually trying to make him cum instead of just simply using him, evident when your ministrations only heightened. "baby-" mingi pleaded as he tried using one of his hands to gently push you off him, "please dont. not here."

as he saw that you were too cock-hungry to listen, mingi frantically searched a place to stop at. he thankfully found an area in the forest, turning right into the grass until he knew you wouldn't be seen. much to the warning of the GPS re-routing him to their destination, mingi ignored the assistant. once he parked and turned off the map, he pulled you up off his rock-hard on and feverishly smooshed his plush lips onto your now-swollen ones. because of the place you were, mingi pulled off your lips to go to the back on the still-made trunk, motioning you to join him in the back of the car.

as you went to the trunk, you saw mingi hastily remove his restrictive clothing, with you following suit. both of you are now finally free of any limitations, back onto each other's arms and mouths as mingi's hands explored all he could. he once again pulled out the kiss to kiss down your neck and chest, latching on your erect nipple.

you groaned as your hands found a resting place on his hair, massaging his scalp in tandem with hip jerks. mingi held you hips down, letting go of your breast just to simply say, "wait, baby. let me take my time." suppressing a whine, you nodded and allowed mingi to have his fun with your breasts, occasionally flicking the bud and sucking the whole of the areola part in his cheeks as a challenge to see how much of you he could fit in his mouth as you did with him. spoiler alert: he was good, but not as good as you with him. your moans were loud, but it was exactly how he liked it.

"fuck, mingi. let me have your cock again. please," you pleaded now, understanding the pain he felt when you were teasing him while he was driving. plopping off your breasts to give them each a light blow and kiss, he watched as you shivered and panted from his actions.

mingi chuckled before sitting up, motioning you to lay curled up near his now red length. "ill let you suck me off if you let me fuck you with fingers."

you frowned a bit. you wanted him to have you on his girth after blowing him. "but-"

"you almost made me hit a car," he reminded you.

"i told you to focus!" you tried your hardest to gaslight. the man raised his hands to pinch and twist your used nipples, making you yelp and recoil from mingi. "hey!" you called out as your boyfriend laughed at your reaction before crying out when you tugged and twisted the same to his testes. you stuck your tongue out, "you're mean."

of course, you both know it was the brat in you talking, but knowing what type of man you were with, mingi looked past it and simply gave you the ultimatum. "either we do what i say or you get no fingers or dick for a week." you widened your eyes and whined clearly getting stress from not being able to get you way. leaning down to kiss your temple while rubbing your hip to relax you from the current space your body was dragging you to, he loosened the ultimatum a bit. "it's okay. if you be good for me and cum on my fingers, ill get you off on my cock any way you want."

your eyes lit up instantly, causing mingi to smile. "really?" you asked, hoping he wasn't joking.

he nodded as his hand now went to rub your pelvis. "i promise baby."

leaning down to give you a reassuring kiss, you reciprocated before reaching up to hold the hardened length in front your face. mingi did his best to not jerk his hips up as he sighed from your hot mouth once again sinking into your mouth, immediately slurping off any pre-cum that beaded his tip. using the hand he was massaging you with, he pushed your legs enough to have access to your pussy. mingi slowly and leisurely pushed his middle finger into your wetness. as soon as his digit touched your skin, you gasped from the sudden shock and immediately cried out. without thinking your throat clamped down on mingi's shaft, making him choke out as he worked you open for his second finger.

"shit, your mouth is always so damn good," he panted, his fingers now steadily pushing in and out your gushing cunt. the car was filled with your muffled gags and whines while mingi's deep exclamations along with your loud core rung in your ears. "you're truly gonna be the end of me. ah, fuck..." his actions on you plus his facial expression told you how close he was to release.

wanting to make you cum first, mingi leaned over and held your leg open while his other hand curled inside you, occasionally using his thumb to rub against your previously-untouched clit. shaking from your release coming, you patiently until mingi gave you the go-ahead to let go. "mingi, im- ahh!" you exclaimed as his length fell off your mouth while your hips jerked into his hand, breathing heavily from the overstimulation creeping up on you as mingi prolonged your orgasm from pulling out your hole and furiously rubbing your clit.

remembering your boyfriend, you took his length back in your mouth, clamping down as sucking on it as you were lazily jerking off the large part of him your tired mouth couldn't reach. "oh, fuck. im gonna-" holding you to himself as you kept your iron grip on his girth, you felt ropes of cum spill from mingi's girth to your mouth as he groaned in relief. you happily sucked off all you could, swallowing until his length was clean.

mingi sighed while in a now sit-lying position, pulling you upwards and in for a loving kiss. "good job," he congratulated you, rubbing his cleaner hand on your cheek before sucking off the other of your juices into his mouth. you both enjoyed each others' tastes very much, making it easy for you two to get each other off for the sole purpose of tasting each other. when he cleaned off his fingers, mingi asked, "now, my flower, how would you like to be fucked."

you didn't mean to moan, but being reminded that you were going to be able to choose your reward, especially when this was your reward, you couldn't help but exclaim in the only coherent way you could right now. mingi chuckled before waiting for you to gather your thoughts on your decision on the desired position. "i want to ride you while i suck your fingers," you concluded, blushing in spite of the exposed state your were at.

your boyfriend simply nodded before saying, "okay, we can make that happen." mingi sat straight up and brought you to his lap, chest-to-chest. he watched at how utterly beautiful you looked from his current line of vision. bringing his hands to your waist, he ran them from up your shoulders down to your hips before carefully lifting you up by your ass. as you held his girth to where your hole, and he would meet, he wants to make sure you're ready. "you ready?" he asked, thumbs stroking as much of the skin of your ass it could.

you nodded, "yes, baby."

you both smiled as you shared a kiss, gently making out as mingi lowered you down on his firm girth. you both broke the kiss to gasp from the intrusion of love through the penetration. you had to adjust to mingi's size, even if you were on him just a few days ago. he was just so huge that, while your mouth got used to him, he would have to continuously open you up for him. it hurt at first, having him in you so deep, but after a few minutes of slow grinding and praises from your boyfriend, you started moaning more from pleasure than discomfort.

mingi placed his hands on your sides, pulling you closer to him as he slowly lifted you up and down his slick length. you inhaled sharply and shivered as you were felt every ridge of your boyfriend, with mingi breathing heavily from your cunt practically choking and soaking him. when the pace sped up, your cunt would clearly be hard wetting your boyfriend's lap.

as you were set to emptying your mind from how your boyfriend was fucking you, mingi helped turn you to lay your back on his chest without coming off him. he brought his fingers to your mouth, to which you happily invited in your saliva-slick mouth. "mmmh," you moaned as you now bounced and ground your hips on your boyfriend's girth, feeling proud of yourself in how you got to be so lucky with such a man.

mingi moved his other hand to rub tight circles on your clit, causing you to make high pitch moans from the extra stimulation. he wanted you to fully let go, and you knew it. "come on, baby. cum for me," he kissed under your ear, making you twitch and cry out. "let that tight pussy make a big mess on this cock. im all yours." he stopped circling your clit to tap against it, fully sending you to the edge as your eyes welled with tears as you came hard.

"fuck!" you exclaimed loudly on mingi's fingers as you greatly wet his length. "m-mi-ngii~" you hiccuped as your mind focused on pushing yourself harder on your boyfriend, trying to milk every drop of cum that could come out of him. and so you did, with him chanting your name before releasing another rope of cum into you as he held your hips down to fully enjoy his orgasm.

both of you were panting heavily, you especially exhausted from the overstimulation you just experienced. taking a minute to catch your breath, you felt your boyfriend remove his now limp length from your cunt. you instinctively grabbed his hand to move his fingers from your clit and sucked on it, smiling from how sweet you tasted.

mingi snorted before lifting you off his lap and folding you in half. "gi, what are you- oh my god!" your mouth as now hung open as your boyfriend held your thighs open, slurping up all the cum he emptied in you. ignoring your legs shaking and your desperate pleas to slow down, he cleaned you up, licking and nibbling your puffy folds until you were pushing his head away, sounds of shivering only being made from you as you lost almost all your thoughts.

going up to cuddle you and calm your shivering down, mingi smiled as he saw you slowly fall asleep. when sex was intense, you'd tend to sleep fast instead of go through the normal aftercare routine. giving your forehead a peck, he did his best to put your clothes back on as well as his own, move the dirty blankets and pillows to the front, and took a spare pillow and blanket to help you rest soundly while he drove you both home.

[aliorsboxostuff]

hi V3 I am so sorry i am BLOWING UP YOUR INBOX OMGGG but I totally forgot the character Id like is Hobie, I think cause I was talking about him I thought I said his name but i forgor ty bae ily 🤗🤗🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️

HOBIEEE gotta be my fav 2nd to Miguel, i’m working on a fanart of that cool mf too. He’s such an interesting character to write, i’m honestly pretty sad i only thought something so short for this HC’s T-T I hope you enjoy this though big man, Hobie is definitely the type to hang out with you when youre going through those rough times <3

"Anythin' you wanna be."

Tags: Hobie Brown & ftm!Reader, fluff, dysphoria, Headcanons, going through those tough times, Hobie being the Homie he is, Reader is implied a Spider-person, But also up to interpretation, Comfort and Fluff, no angst

Hobie Brown headcanons for anyone that’s going through those dysphoric episodes <3

first of all, let's get one thing straight here: Hobie FULLY SUPPORTS you being trans

He doesn't see you as anything fem aligned unless said otherwise

lets you crash in his universe, especially when you need it

he thrifts a lot of big and baggy jackets and sweaters, only to give them to you saying he "bought the wrong size"

There's definitely a couple of sweaters from his own wardrobe that you've stolen

you've definitely worn his jacket that he usually wears over his spidey suit, it makes you feel as cool as him

he made you your own jacket, with a trans pin and another with his Spidey logo

lets you borrow anything you want because he knows it makes you feel good 

the type to check in on you if you've been binding the whole day

When things get too much and you feel bad in your own skin, Hobie would spend time with you in his universe

he makes you a comfy fort blanket where you can stay and watch anything you please while he plucks the strings of his guitar on the floor

definitely, the type to get you anything you wanna eat when you've lost your appetite 

stays by your side, letting you lean on him when you seek comfort

If it gets too much as tears start to fall, he’ll hold you through it, brings you into his arms while you let all those feelings out

Rakes his fingers through your hair or just likes softly petting you if it helps you calm down 

completely understands if you need some alone time when dealing with dysphoria, making sure you have enough snacks and water before he leaves to hang somewhere else

he's the spokesperson whenever you wanna be left alone, making sure the others won't bother you too

Says "You're cooler than me mate, cooler than Miles too,"

says dumb shit like; "You are the manliest man to ever man," or "No one does a better job being a boy than you," Just to make you feel better

his side-eye game STRONG 💪dont look at you weird or he'll give them a bone-chilling, soul-crushing, ‘wish I was dead’ side eye

He and Pav is the type to make little trinkets for their friends tbh, he deff makes pins from bottle caps and gives them to you

His favorite spot to bring you when you feel down is near the top of any tall building, bringing snacks and a blanket. He says it makes him feel better knowing everyone is so small, and the world is huge, so in the end, nothing really matters and so be whatever the fuck you wanna be.

Requests are open! Reblogs are appreciated <3

[wolven91]

Unafraid

The belligerent ursidain growled at the vulptanis behind the suddenly thin feeling screen.

The smaller administrator was merely doing their job correctly, asking for ID, confirming there were no outstanding warrants, all standard procedure. Yet there were those that no matter how many times they had to do this when changing station, they hated the process and wished to take their anger out on someone. The ursidain was one of those.

"I've done what you want! Stop wasting my time!" Bellowed the giant, spittle running down the transparent screen, the only thing separating the giant from the nervous agent. It suddenly felt as if the illusion of protection had been shattered. Good. The more the ursidain made the agent feel uncomfortable, the more likely he'd get through quicker.

"Sir, I-I..."

"Oi!" Barked a sharp voice from the side. "Step away from the screen and manage yourself." Ordered the canid in the resplendent attire of station security. The ursidain's giant head swung around to lock on to the speaker, and the new target of their aggression. It was important to keep the outrage going, to not be distracted, otherwise they'd force him through the whole slow process. The ursidain turned their body with plodding steps before swinging their arms out wide.

"I ain't done anything! And this one is wasting my time!" The ursidain gestured at the visibly relieved vulptanis behind the screen with a jerk of his head.

"Processing takes time. Step away from the screen and manage yourself. Lower your voice, now." The canid ordered, arms hung low, no weapon in sight.

"Or what? I aint afraid of you." Growled the giant.

"Or we'll interpret your actions as 'hostile' and defend the station." Replied the canid without a hint of emotion colouring his words. A bluff. Had to be.

The ursidain glanced around and saw the rest of the pack already appearing from different directions. The ursidain had dealt with canids before, they were all bluster. He was an ursidain! Largest of the bipeds! He could take anything they dished out, but that wasn't even a worry. He couldn't be intimidated. He'd done this dance countless times before. The GC was the same everywhere, they wouldn't harm a single strand of fur on his body.

"Step away from the screen and manage yourself or you will be managed. Last warning."

Unbeknownst to the ursidain, the crowd waiting for processing had already taken several steps away, but decided to take a few more, just to be safe. The ursidain was confident, no one liked having bad press and usually making a scene was enough to get ushered through, just to get the one causing an issue out of the way. This was unusual, but despite all the fearmongering of canids being the big bad of the GC, the ursidain had yet to actually see a canid in action. They wouldn't do anything to him, he was a citizen, this was just an attempt at intimidation.

"I want through! Do you know how I am?! I'm-" The ursidain, as he was talking shoved the canid in front of him against the shoulder. The immediate slash across the back of the ursidain's legs sent burning pain through him, but it wasn't enough to topple him.

He swung an arm around behind him, turning as he did, but hit nothing but air. The canid that had slashed him was scampering away, his knife-like claws bloodied.

The ursidain screwed up his face in indignant rage! How dare they even touch him! He was bleeding! He'd have their hides!

Having no intention of backing down now, the ursidain breathed in to bellow, only to feel teeth, clamp around his throat, and a weight pulling him forwards and twisting his neck at an odd angle. To the crowd, the canid that had been issuing the warnings had leapt forward the moment the giant had stopped paying attention to him and had used his own teeth to pull the giant to the ground, bracing his legs and body against the creature's wide chest before pulling and twisting. The ursidain had to follow the pull and twist or risk causing more damage to himself. He toppled forwards and was thrown to the ground with an echoing 'thud'.

The jaws that had clamped around his neck released and the ursidain was looking up at the lead canid, glaring down at him. A large paw reached up and touched against his neck and winced. Pulling the paw away, it was splattered with blood, his own.

"You are bound by station law and are to come with us. Will you comply?" Growled the canid, vicious in tone.

"I-" But the guard cut him off.

"Understand, if you are not completely cooperative, I have the authority to remove any and all threats to the station with lethal force." The canid crouched and grinned, his teeth pink with the mixture of his own saliva and the ursidain's blood.

"Please resist, I haven't killed anyone in three days, I need this." The canid bluffed loud enough for everyone to hear.

To the shocked and nervous crowd, the ursidain nodded his head and was swiftly bound and led away into a side door. A door that was not used by anyone but the security team. There was a quiet, nervous energy as the lead canid glanced back at the crowd, looking for anything or rather anyone who might also cause an issue.

It didn't matter who had an ego in that crowd, the canid would not hesitate to force them into compliance.

It was well known that the canids were the weapon held in the Galactic Community's arm. The GC's own personal cudgel. Parents told children horror stories of the canids to get them to behave and the canids did nothing to dismiss or debate these claims. Some of them were true.

It took public moments like this to remind the trillions of citizens around the galaxy that just because the day to day lives of the average citizen was without worry or blood, did not mean that the canids could not step in if they got cocky.

There was good reason the canids were interacted with at arm's length by the average person. Canids were one step away from being outright feral. Knives for fingers and an appetite for violence. The boogiemen of the GC.

== 0 ==

Melrash the canid sighed as he threw the tool belt down on the side as his home's front door slid closed and locked. It was the end of the day and it had been a long one. Three chintian smugglers, two felinoids after a decency complaint, two taurians in a bar fight and an ursidain in processing. That was the final tally of occupants of the station that Melrash had, had to physically detain. Over half had to see their own blood before reality set in.

Oddly, it was the smugglers who were the ones that had come quietly without issue. Melrash growled as he didn't trust that. He'd missed something, they'd got him away from there too quickly, he'd not sniffed around or questioned it. Tomorrow he'd-

"Mel?" Came a voice from within, perking the canid's ears up.

"I'm home." The canid called back, still not used to having someone waiting for him at home. As a canid, he had his pack, and he spent a large chunk of his time with them. Whether at work or blowing off steam. But even the pack needed time away from one another at the end of the day. This 'guest' in his home was still a new feature, but one he'd learnt to enjoy.

The tiny frail furless creature came pottering around the door frame with the gait that looked like it was about to fall over at any time. It had taken effort on Melrash's part to stop following the thing round with his paws out, ready to catch the human.

The fleshy creature wiped his hands of moisture on an oversized, to him at least, towel before putting it over the back of the sofa. The canid said nothing, then the human bee lined for Melrash.

The canid stood there, perfectly still and weathered the 'attack'.

The human looped his arms around the canid's middle and pressed himself into the canid's fur. It was so dense and the human so small that the creature partially disappeared. The canid very carefully draped his own arms and paws over the human's shoulders and gently pressed the human into himself.

He'd barely used any of his strength, but he both felt and heard the human's spine crunch and click before Melrash's eyes shot wide and he crouched down, shocking the human with the speed while he checked the frail creature for harm.

"I'm fine! Honestly, I needed to click my back, I feel looser." The human argued, batting the canid's worried hands away.

Melrash growled and glanced to the scarred flesh on the human's arms. A perfect quartet of lines, that if anyone looked too closely at, would perfectly match to the spacing of Melrash's fingers. Carelessness and hard lessons.

"I still don't understand how you aren't scared of me. Everyone else is..." Grumbled Melrash, not upset that he was feared by the masses, but almost frustrated that he hadn't been able to get the same response from Yanis. Still... as the human looped their arms around the canid's neck and pushed his face into the canid's messy mane, Melrash had to admit he enjoyed this.

"Because I know you're a friend. Always did, as soon as I met you. Maybe more than that now...?" The humans hands came up to the opposite ear and began to scratch the shorter fur there, Melrash 'hunnn'ing in response.

The human breathed the canid's scent in despite the canid knowing that Yanis was scent blind. Melrash smiled and tilted his head, sandwiching the human into his shoulder as the canid used one arm to hold the human in place and stand back up. Yanis squawked in surprise, but the canid ignored him and his wiggling in a vague notion of trying to escape.

The canid carried him without effort back into the kitchen, but not before plucking the wet towel off the back of the sofa.

"You keep telling me off for doing that." The canid growled, his whole body rumbling the human as Yanis merely guiltily laughed. The canid grinned, not the worst defence for someone's actions he'd heard today.

Melrash, along with his pack, secretly liked how the humans didn't fear the canids... it was a pleasant change...

[r/WolvensStories]

[Ko-Fi]

[lesbianboyfriend]

tell me about this btvs sexual violence thesis…..

okayyy i’ve been talking around this on my blog forever bc i haven’t had the mental capacity to make a coherent post about it but let me try now!!! i have some older posts that touch on some of these ideas too—i’ve linked a couple of them where relevant but honestly i could not find a bunch of them…but they are somewhere in my btvs lb tag. also note: i’m definitely still workshopping these ideas so id love to hear thoughts/rebuttals/expansions/whatever !!! it’s also all right now mostly working off my own thoughts/observations so i definitely want to do some research….i hope to one day write an actual essay about this

basically the summation of the buffyverse sexual violence thesis is that there is a narrative of sexual violence that is haunting the story. it goes pretty much unaddressed by the narrative at large, but it’s the crux of almost everything that happens.

i think there are two very obvious standout moments in btvs that highlight this sexual violence (the theory at large also encompasses angel but as i’m not entirely done watching it yet im gonna focus on buffy here, though i did touch on it briefly in a recent post about cordy’s death) which are the first slayer story and the spike attempted rape scene. going to talk about the first slayer first cause i think it’s kind of the framework for everything but important to note in terms of info that we get we + the characters aren’t aware of the first slayer story until after the rape scene.

imo the story of the first slayer is deeply deeply coded as a story of sexual violence. it’s about a woman being violated by a group of men who literally chain her down and force something into her. already, we’ve seen how being the slayer has isolated and harmed buffy, kendra, faith….its treated as almost a desirable, enviable position of honor (somewhat similar to how being a victim of sexual assault is sometimes painted as meaning the victim was “desirable”) but particularly once given this context, it’s hard to view being chosen as the slayer as anything but an act of violence against these women.

this is important to note because in a sense, it’s the slayer who upholds the moral binary of the buffyverse where good=soul, human and bad=no soul, demon. now this binary pretty much falls apart upon the slightest examination, because the story would not be as interesting if it was that simple. so there are multiple demon or otherwise characters who straddle this moral boundary—INCLUDING the slayer who not only straddles but enforces it. the outlier characters are presented as just that, outliers to this system, not indicators of its flaws. they are only good insofar as their goodness is directed towards maintaining the system. assimilation, not liberation.

okay, so, the spike rape scene. what’s notable about this scene is that it is, to my knowledge (?), the only moment of sexual violence that is explicitly named as an act of sexual violence. even in angel, which i feel has more overt moments of sexual violence, it’s not actually usually named as such. but what happens in this scene is explicitly named as a rape attempt. it is by far the most significant moment of sexual violence in btvs. so what exactly is going on with this scene?

now, there’s a lot that could be said and discussed about like, spike as a character, his motivations, etc (currently cooking up some thoughts about this myself), but for the purpose of this analysis i want to look strictly at what role spike is playing narratively in season 6. so, looking at this on a doylist level but NOT to be conflated with me excusing his actions on a watsonian level. anyways if we think about it season six is kind of a rejection of the larger moral order previously presented by btvs…i’ve talked about this vis-à-vis the demon/human evil/good binary and how season 6 really troubles those binaries. a lot of the season is about buffy grappling with these notions that perhaps her moral worldview is not correct—which leads to her spike. she’s previously made allowances for spike in this worldview, so she uses him as a sort of vehicle for exploring alternate theories. unlike the other demons we’ve seen allowances made for, spike is not “good” in the sense that btvs posits goodness for demons. he has done “good” things and he can’t hurt humans, but he is pretty explicitly still doing a lot of evil stuff. so spike gets to exist in the greyest area of any btvs character—his chip troubles the binary of who is and is not good/evil, not to mention who is morally killable under this worldview.

through her relationship with spike, buffy joins him there in that grey area. HER humanity (goodness) is questioned, which is not something that’s previously been up for serious debate. i talked before about how the slayer inherently straddles that binary, but as i said, both the characters and the viewers aren’t aware of that at this point. all of a sudden, there’s a total moral upheaval that creates lots of conflict….and this rejection of the prior moral order and exploration of what lies beyond it is what makes season 6 so compelling.

BUT season 6 isn’t the last season. and as we all know, season 7 kind of sucked!!! and went seriously hard on reifying that good/evil binary. so how did we get that wild shift between seasons? the rape scene.

as we know, “real evil” is only done by demons despite the countless terrible things we’ve seen human characters do. when spike tries to rape buffy, it cements him firmly back into the realm of monstrosity. violence, evil, whatever, they’re all signifiers of a monstrosity that removes the character of their humanity. we see this argument time and time again irl when people argue that people who do bad things are no longer human, thus rejecting the idea that they themselves are also capable of those bad things. this is why it’s so important that this moment is named as rape, as sexual violence, unlike the other instances. with the attempted rape, spike is ousted out of his grey area, back into “evilness”. buffy, as his victim this time, necessarily returns to the opposite side of the binary as him. buffy stops fighting against her role as slayer—she stops questioning the veracity of the system. in fact, she goes on to expand it, violating even more women in the name of “good.” spike realizes he has to conform to this moral order in order to “have” buffy (much to be said about that another time lollll) and regains a soul, the necessary signifier of his “goodness” and willingness to support the system he once troubled so severely. thus, the moral order is restored through an act of sexual violence, highlighting exactly how it predicated on the very sexual violence it claims to abhor.

some loose notes on other working parts of the thesis:

-general historical connection of vampire stories to sexuality (carmilla, dracula, etc)

-vampirism as sexual predation (penetration, vampires picking victims by seducing women at clubs)

-mystical pregnancy (in angel especially: cordelia, cordelia again, darla, cordelia…..) as a violation in and of itself and also a vehicle towards death

-angel and buffy in general. him being attracted to her since she was. 14

-sex with buffy returning angel to evil? not sure exactly how this would fit in yet but. there’s something there

-spike’s entire attitude for women

-xander’s whole deal

-as a matter of fact the way that pretty much every male character is misogynist

-episodes ted and billy (angel) -> presenting violence against women as stemming from an inherent monstrosity (billy somewhat contradicting this? but also reifying it. it’s left unclear tbh)

-darla in angel season 2 as a parallel to buffy in season 6…need to think more on this one as well

-dana….

[howlsofbloodhounds]

i think killer and reapertale chara meeting will be a recipe for disaster. i imagine reapertale chara would loooooove to meet an anomaly, another agent of chaos. i don't know if it's considered canon but reapertale chara and core frisk are somewhat friends/acquaintances due to their anomaly status, so i think reapertale chara would like to meet killer as well. i'm also not sure if reapertale chara is a god, the same way other gods in reapertale are, but imagine they keep blessing killer with even more and more abilities to sow discord and spread chaos.

on the other hand, i think killer would be a bit wary with reapertale chara because they're a chara. if his reaction to underswap chara is anything, killer would be scared at first. he may start to question whether reapertale chara is his chara. and even after he's assured that this is not his chara, there's still things to worry about. a chara with godlike powers? only bad things. but he might be be tempted with an opportunity to study an anomaly, even if said anomaly is incredibly dangerous. i wonder if reapertale chara can kill killer though, seeing that they have reaper's scythe. the mechanics of death's abilities are still unknown lol (which makes me worried about cpau classic sans, will he die once he gets out of the void oops).

~ crowshipping anon

I remember seeing that the Anomaly also has Reapertale Flowey hanging around them, although they didn’t seem to like that he follows them around and is quite a bully to them—im pretty sure they even abandoned him when confronted with Reaper if I remember right. Chara seems to see Flowey as a “stray” they aren’t willing to take in unless it’s to bully him or leave him behind.

but unlike Flowey, similar to Core, Killer is an anomaly just like them. and if i remember right, Flowey is the only one who’s able to track Chara, not even Reaper can—yet if killer can follow and track and sense them, too, then id imagine that Chara would have even more reasons to favor killer (and core) over Flowey.

what im saying is, this is how my chara-flowey-killer toxic partner in crimes sibling agenda can win. (I say delusionally. (for lack of a better word))

they can destroy and cause chaos across timelines and worlds and alternate universes. together.

although im curious how they’d ever actually get there. if Chara shows a genuine interest and favor in killer to his benefit, his manipulative ass would definitely take advantage, but i doubt hed trust it. not the first time a Chara or even a being of higher power has shown an interest or liking towards him, but that’s never meant he was ever safe.

killer’s curiosity and self interest could be lead to a one sided allegiance, but i cant help but wonder what would be needed for killer to ever work with another Chara again. losing everything, color is nowhere around for whatever reason, nightmare is dead or captured or uncorrupted or otherwise has deemed him useless, and he no longer has much left of a reason to go on? an instinctive need to be useful and to obey those stronger, especially if the agent of chaos likely unknowingly does and says things that triggers killers conditioning.

hm. maybe its a sort of thing where he feels an instinctive tug to go along with this Chara (perhaps cause of stage 4) yet he keeps consistently trying to resist, and then eventually he keeps finding excuses for why he could or is going along. its something new, he’s got nothing better to do, he’s just curious, its different this time, etc, etc. as both fear and the comforting feeling of familiarity and purpose push him back into old habits.

i wonder if perhaps this time it can truly be different, even if the fear always lingers. Depending on if this chara truly does favor him a lot, and if they’re willing to tough through the fact that killer will inevitably start confusing them for his chara. perhaps even the reasoning of ‘its not my chara, they’re different’ or ‘they’ve changed’ could be even more excuses for why he’s staying.

and now im struck with the image of reapertale Chara like, trying to get him to trust and like them. like a cat leaving dead rats at his feet or literally just straight up killing his enemies for him 💀. watch them offer up flowey for him to kill.

and im not sure if reaper Chara could kill killer or not. if he still has his save, load, and reset, perhaps it depends on if he’s given up or if someone else is more determined than him?

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hello how are you :3? I was wondering if you could write E.J., Hoodie, and Masky with a s/o that has a lot of scars? (Toby too but platonic for him) I’m not sure how many people we can request so if it’s too many just Hoodie? I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable and thank you!

Various!Creepypastas w/ a scarred!reader

waaaah im so sorry for not seeing this sooner! i didnt recieve a notification for this ask!! really theres no limit to how many characters you can send in! i think my personal max varies from prompt to prompt!! mix of how they approach the concept of a scarred lover (friend in tobys case) with some hints of fluff! cause of scars will be vague as admittedly i didnt know if you meant general scars or SH! side note i hope this posts right! im writing this on my computer, im used to mobile!! + apologies for any weird wording or typos, im listening to music and im getting hyped!! not proof read we die like my spiderverse brainrot

Includes: Eyeless Jack, Hoodie, Masky and Platonic!Toby!

CWs: touch and go talk of potential past trauma, body image issues, vague mentions of SH(?) in EJs part + Toby's parts

admittedly admin doesnt know if its technically SH due to the nature and motiv but personally id still count it as such and tag it as such

Eyeless Jack;

he gets it, he really does. the basic run down of my hc/take on ej is that he wasnt always some flesh eating monster; just some dude who got caught up in some bad stuff

so naturally, he doesnt... really vibe well with the concept of eating human flesh, which can lead to a few... instances. from intentionally to accidentally harming himself while hes lost in his instincts

so hes no stranger to being a little roughed up around the edges

but hes a stranger to comforting; he'll likely approach it from a logical side before trying anything else. "you've been hurt," before going on a small tangent about the formation of scars. hes not the most... emotionally... good... available... person

so youre going to need to lay out the general basis for what you need for basic comfort, on days where your scars become an issue; be is needing comfort or a distraction. it may take him a while, but hell eventually start to pick up on cues and hints as your relationship develops

otherwise hes very neutral about them, again approaching them with a blunt view; seeing it as neither good nor bad. he doesnt draw attention to them, but he doesnt act like theyre gross

really just. vibing with it, doesnt make a huge deal of it since he feels he doesnt have any place to judge, nor does he feel its his business to pry for information

solid 6/10 imo, hell comfort you if you express that you need it but hell likely not go out of his way to do it

Hoodie;

Soft touches, he almost does it before he has your permission to touch you

naturally he has his own fair share of scars from various.. activities

really im still all jumbled up with how i wanna write him and masky; not sure if i want to make them like how they are in their MH source or lean into the proxy thing that was prominent in the early days of the fandom... lowkey leaning into the proxy thing for this post because im more... versed..? in that, but anyhow

hes more upfront and compassionate than eyeless jack, in fact hes probably the most caring out of the four in todays post... maybe thats because i read one (1) fic years back that changed my entire approach to his character but! yeah

subconsciously trails his hands on them when the two of you are holding one another; something gentle and intimate, not too obnoxious to make you self conscious, but not careful enough to go unnoticed

i view hoodie, and by extension brian if i end up considering him and tim fully seperate from their 'proxy' parts, as a very tactile person

true to the popular fanon interpretation, hoodie doesnt speak much. but that only makes him a better listener, so on days where things get hard, hell let you talk his ears off with anything thats bothering you. very rarely, hell speak up and offer some words of advice, most times hell inch closer to grasp you. though it does get awkward since most the time hes just. blankly staring at you silently without emoting or saying a word

overall? personally hes a 7/10 for me, i would rank him higher if he were more verbal, but thats just because admin has an easier time venting if its a two way convo; but overall hell make sure that your scars dont effect your worth

Masky;

very similarly to hoodie, masky also has his own set of scars for the same reasons

he probably starts pointing out his own scars to you and mumbles about where they came from if he knows their origins

this doesnt mean "oh hes invalidating your experiences and hes trying to make it about himself," but more so "hes showing that he really does get it and he doesnt mean to talk over you"

much like EJ he approaches scars with a very blunt and upfront mindset, but to a lesser extent. he admits that whatever led up to the tissue forming, it hurt. emotionally and physically, and hes not going to deny that simple fact. hell listen to you, have a conversation with you about it, and try to help you through whatever you may be currently going through regardless of if youre injury is relevant.

or at least, thats what hes trying to do.

hes still has his own personal issues regarding going about his own problems in a healthy manner but hey thats something for another post; maybe, if i remember

honestly this post doesnt have enough fluff imo, and i can kinda see masky doing this, but imagine he boops his mask against your scars in a mockery of a kiss (doesnt take off his mask often, in fact youll probably never ever see him without it on), i can see jack doing this too tbh

thoughts? 8/10, gets the bonus points for being less awkward to rant to imo, plus i think asides ej, i think i have a bias for masky for the simple fact i had the fattest crush on him when i was in middle school

Toby;

okay! this one is going to be interesting for one main reason! i actually havent touched tobys character in YEARS! so hes probably going to have the shorter list... obligatory i havent built any solid hcs for him past what was going on in the fandom in the 2010s, before toby briefly became a mild discomfort... but we're back in business baby!! (^^ dont feel bad for requesting for toby btw! hes no longer a discomfort, and if i didnt want to write for him i wouldnt be including him right here!!)

obviously we cant talk about his part without talking about his cheek. and other, similar hcs. while i dont think most of the self inflicted marks on his body were from a place of.. for lack of better words, darkness; it doesnt change the fact he still has them. i think a lot of them are from the fact he cant feel anything; accidental burns, gnawing through his cheek, digging his fingers deep into himself. really i could go into detail, but due to the aforementioned fact that my take on him isnt as developed as other characters + i really dont think its appropriate for this post (or really, anywhere on this account,), ill stop there

while he cant relate to the physical pain of what caused your scars, he can sympathize through your feelings. do you feel sorrow, or anger to whoever hurt you? hell be getting worked up right with you, because to him youre one of his closest friends

i feel like he doesnt talk much about his past, regarding his family. but hed tell you, and you can sure as hell bet that hell do his absolute damndest to grant you the same feeling of security.

hell probably touch and prod without truly meaning any harm, but thats because he can have problems with boundaries, but hell listen if you sit him down and tell him it makes you uncomfortable if it does

more so emotional than outwardly... supportive? idk the words, but hes very empathetic with you and tries to relate to you through emotion rather than feeling what you felt. honestly? kinda based for that, but maybe thats because i dont see feelings about this topic being touched on, usually its straight up about how the scar makes the person look or the physical trauma they had gone through, but idk, maybe thats just a me thing

he can be an asshole at times but hell usually backtrack and cool off somewhere else if you call him out on it imo

not sure if its because as im LITERALLY investigating his characteristics and interpretations as we speak, but i think im starting to relate to him so ER-OH!

anyways, i wish i could make his segment more... in tune with the characters above but its probably going to take me a while until im comfortable with how i portray this dude, which sucks because as a kid he was probably one of my favorites

i dont think im going to give toby a rating like the others; since i dont think i can accurate rate him due to the lack of proper concrete ideas outside of him being empathetic to your emotional pain since he cant relate on how much it hurt

im gonna end this here since im starting to sound like a broken record on tobys part so!

i hope you enjoyed this! characterization may be a little off but i blame that mostly on the fact that i kinda fell out of the loop in regards for writing for these guys (that damn spider movie! the brainrot threw me off my creepypasta grind!/j) but its good to be back writing for this fandom! it was a fun little brain exercise trying to figure out each character goes about this kind of thing without making them all the same!! with that being said, im going to go listen to an audio reading of tobys story so i can regrounded in his character and hopefully do him some justice in the future!

[dreamerwitches]

I have mixed feelings on the witches, I'm gonna go through them all.

Renata and Ren: It just doesn't feel like the minor bits match up. There's too many bits that are just slightly too different. Like the screen shape and the bone colour and style. Am I being nitpicky? It just doesn't feel like the witch and doppel are linked. Or that they wanted to make this design for the witch and didn't really care that it didn't look like her doppel. I suppose I like how the witch is more organised than the doppel cause my gripe with it is that it feels a little like the parts don't mesh well. Like, what is going on with that pink bit it does not work. On its own, the witch is good. Fine, pretty, but a little bland and simple. As a design taking from the doppel, I think it kinda fails. Too much was changed.

Cyan and Hinano: Ehhhhhhhhhh I think they just made her worse?? Like, there's so little changed cause the doppel is so witch-like anyway but the changes they did do make her look worse XT the bright tubes are ugly and I dont understand the moth-ear-thing additions. Also the skirt is worse too lol. I miss the gas mask though I understand if that was added for Hinano but you can keep it on the witch c'mon! It's just like they removed all the best parts...

Don Rocinante and Sasara: Ehhhhhhhh here we go again. It looks stupid. C'mon she looks so stupid. Not in an uncanny, scary way, she looks so dumb. I included the doppel attack where she does get legs and that was silly but not as much as this one. Otherwise so little is changed mehhhhh. I liked the doppel so you kinda ruined her for me, thanksssss

Shalimar and Emiri: This is one I'm on the fence on. Design on its own, I really like. She's spooky and weird and the colours are great. I have to main issues. 1) does a 13 year old need such a sexual feeling witch and 2) does she link to her doppel well. The thing with curvaceous or sexualised witches is ones like Roberta I know are okay cause she was in her 30s when she became a witch. You could say some like Candeloro are sexualised cause she's got the booba and stick thin waist, it's kinda hard to deal with... I'm also finding it hard to judge cause I don't know if it suits Emiri, I don't know her character very well. So we'll just move on. If I drew it I would make her less adult-looking My other thought when looking at her beside her doppel was 'if this doppel came from this witch I would hate the fact it uses so little of the witch'. So switching it around, im a little mad they used so little of the doppel. It's like they had the idea for the body and wanted to use it and were like 'oh yeah! the doppel!' so stuck it on as a tail... Also the flower things on the doppel arent in the witch at all ughh. If she was just a new witch on her own id love her...

Vayu and Shizuku: Wow! One I actually finally like now! I think she looks super beautiful, the additions work! But she's not perfect... Just like Emiri and Shalimar, I don't see the doppel working if the witch came first. Why is her handbag now the head? It feels like the teapot(?) head on the witch came out of nowhere. But it's nowhere near as bad as Shalimar. She might be my favourite. I've always been 50/50 on Vayu and she improves that score.

Aodamo and Natsuki: This one's a bit boring... it just feels like they stuck on some additions and called it a day. I think if she was stood up straight I'd like her more... Love the teeth on the horn thing. Skirt is fine. Legs look awkward. Sad they removed her puffy sleeves, doesn't make sense as why the doppel would add that aspect.

Overall, it is a little annoying how clearly some of these are just super easy asset copies of the doppels with no effort put in... I think that's fine for say, Vayu as I think the doppel incorporation makes sense. She's a four legged beast so Shizuku is now riding her. But ones like Don Rocinante, Cyan and Aodamo seem like 5 minute attempts. I'm disappointed. Happy to see witches though, I'm only critical because I care about witches being good

[violetlunette]

@foxigirl

For this: https://violetlunette.tumblr.com/post/750101935997206528/i-saw-others-doing-it-so-i-thought-id-give-it-a#notes

Ah, my pure, honest, “straight” and true Silver! <3 I’ll try to summarize instead of rambling: I didn’t warm up to him at first as I thought his entire character revolved entirely around Malleus or Sebek, whom he was always grouped with it seemed. He seemed less like his own person and more of an accessory. The only reason I started giving him attention was because of Lilia, who I enjoyed. But then I got to know him—or as well as you can know a character. Instantly, I related to his feeling towards his father as I have a very close relationship with my parents and I experience the same fears Silver has. I love Silver’s personality. He’s kind, honest, sweet, polite, and one of the hardest workers of the cast. I love that while he’s loyal, he’s not blindly so. If Malleus or Lilia pulls shit he calls them out and puts his foot down, especially if it harms others. I’ve never liked the servant who’s blindly loyal and willing to toss the world aside just for their master’s / lover’s sake character, so Silver won my heart at the Endless Halloween Event when he called Malleus and Lilia out for not thinking things through and possibly endangering students. Malleus and Lilia are precious to him, but he knows they’re not the only people in the world. That’s one of the things I love most about him; Silver will do what’s morally right, regardless of what it costs him personally. That being said, he’s not suicidally self-sacrificing either. Silver values his life and defends it along with others. He’s only willing to lay it down when there’s no choice. He’s also one of the few characters in fiction whose obliviousness I don’t mind. I had to think on why this was so as this is a trait in Kalim that bothers me when otherwise find him cute. Then I realized it’s because Silver isn’t willfully ignorant like Kalim who tends to ignore things, even when they’re spelled out to him. Silver was raised isolated so it makes sense his social skills suck, but even then he’s not blind. 8/10 he can tell when he’s caused someone trouble and makes steps to amend it. The only case I can recall where he’s blatantly oblivious is in regards towards Leona’s feelings towards Malleus, but that’s due to his personal experience with Sebek who’s less than honest about his feelings. Otherwise when the truth is presented to him, he accepts it and adjusts. (Oof, if only more people were like that.) I like him as a “character,” as well. Silver has several interesting dilemma about him. As stated, Silver is one of the hardest working characters in the series as he is always training and does his best to study. However, due to his sleep spells, everyone believes he’s lazy and with no other explanation Silver is forced to accept this as well. It’s tragic because the audience knows it’s not his fault, but alas… His backstory is interesting too, more so than anyone else in my opinion, and it’s so heartwarming. He was born to people who did bad things against the ones he loves more than anything, and yet those same people overcame that hate and chose to love him instead. Speaking of which I adore his relationship with Lilia. These two fully encapsulates platonic true love, which we’re getting to see more and more. The relationship with the others are good too, but it’s Lilia and Silver that stole my heart. (His dynamic with Idia is fun as well. I’m sad we don’t get more moments of the two interacting in book 7, but I digress.) All in all, Silver’s my boi. He’s a just, honest and true knight who fits the title to a T.

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

hi, im indigo and im looking for advice and validation. tw transphobia, sexual assault, incest, infantillization (kind of? it feels that way)

I'm nonbinary transmasc, and i want to start transitioning but i have fears.

On one hand i'm scared of coming out to my family, because i keep fearing they will say it's because of my uncle who molested me that i feel uncomfortable with my body. I don't want them to think that, especially since i've known before i was assaulted, but i don't know how i can convince them. I dont want to start behind their backs but i dont know how they'd react

On the other hand, i am kinda scared that it DID influence me. Before i was ok not getting on hormones because i didn't want a few effects, but now im considering it a lot more because im sick of being mistaken for a minor, even more when i'm passing as a man. I was 18 when i was assaulted, but if you don't know me it's easy to give me 5 years younger because of my height, face and voice. And it's really getting on my nerves, but id feel bad if that's the reason id take hormones, i dont want what happened to dictate my identity and risking people taking advantage of it to belittle me.

Im just kind of lost, and it's not something that i can easy talk about with others, so im hoping to get some advice here

Hi indigo,

I'm sorry to hear about what you went through. Please know that it's okay if your trauma has at least some influence on how you perceive yourself and your gender identity. Especially if you experienced gendered violence, that could become so intertwined with your identity that it feels safer to be something else.

When I experienced CSA, I soon after came out as FTM. I felt that femininity had caused me trauma and pain, and for me I associated it with being docile and voiceless. When I identified as male, I felt like I was reclaiming my power and starting fresh. As time went by, I slowly regained a healthier relationship with my femininity and now consider myself femme nonbinary. But it's absolutely possible to process and heal from your trauma without invalidating or reverting your gender identity. I'm sharing my story with you because I think it might resonate with you and also help you to consider that you're not alone in feeling this way. Your identity is not the "problem", it's the trauma.

Regardless of how much influence your trauma has over your identity, it is valid. If you can access or afford it, a mental health professional such as a therapist (ideally one who specializes in working with queer folks) could help you process your trauma and navigate how your gender identity may or may not be related, as well as help you explore any fears in coming out to your family. If anyone has any additional comments or suggestions, please feel free to respectfully add on. Otherwise, I hope I could help and please let us know if you need anything.

-Bun