#cringe culture is still affecting me help

[thatguyrufioh]

that feeling when you hyperfixate on a semi niche yyh ship and you really wanna talk to the homies(TM) but like you don’t wanna be cringe and talk a bunch

anyway heres a wip update

[calamaroo]

‼️AU LORE ALERT‼️

THIS TOOK FOUR HOURS BUT I LOVE IT

CW for possible mention/allusion to sensitive topics.

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AU Lore :

Barnacles used to be in the Royal Canadian Navy in his 20's, and in that time, he became the captain of the MV Manitoba, an exploratory research ship funded/sponsored by Professor Inkling's Research Foundation (idk big fancy names, so that's about as good as it'll get until I think of something better). Barnacles was a very good captain, one of the greatest on record, and quickly became very decorated and respected - and loved by his crew. However, one day, something went wrong on the ship. No one knows the exact reason why, not even the sailors in it, but it sank, and many were lost (in the sinking was where Barnacles got the scar on his face, although I haven't thought of exactly what casued it other than that it looked cool).

This disaster CRUSHED Barnacles, and after being honorably discharged from the Navy, he returned home a shell of his former self. For up to a year, he was a husk merely floating around their home (his and Bianca's). He felt it was his fault that so many of his fellow sailors were lost, and it broke him. In the year that Barnacles was like this, Bianca took care of him as best as she could. It was difficult, but every break he could get from college, Tracker would help, and it was appreciated. But Barnacles still wasn't himself.

It wasn't until one day a strange sea-born shifter, Barnacles's former sponsor, arrived on his doorstep to lead him out of his dark times. With Inkling's help, Barnacles was restored, but the pain is still there. His friends can see it every once it a while, but only Inkling and the other bears know what truly happened - how miserable Barnacles really was.

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I love putting my favorite characters through misery; it's how I show affection 🫶

I'm so cringe for being this invested in this man, but cringe-culture is dead and I have free will so who's gonna stop me 😏

SEXY BUFF MEN AND WOMEN‼️‼️‼️

[issa-pheonyx]

If you write for Carlos, mayhaps something fluffy? Sfw/Nsfw is up to you, but preferably no mommy/daddy kink, its just not my thing qwq

𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗯!! 𝗪𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪, 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳. 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 :𝟯𝟯𝟯

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

-As distinct as it is with him from the game he is going to make you laugh or even crack a smile from you. Besides he knows a way for a lady's heart is to make them laugh. Though there are times he would internally cringe when he predicts he tries too hard in certain jokes, but if it entertained you then perfect! He will not add onto it after that he thinks it'll just ruin it

-FUCKING FLIRTY BASTARD-ahem, now I know this man is fine and all, assuming he just be flirting people left and right, but when you know he likes you and only has eyes for you best believe he will be having his eyes set on you. You are the eye of the prize, nobody else, and honestly I feel like he is the type to do the kabedon move on you (hope I spelled that right, my apologies)

-Speaking of kabedon, his love language is definitely physical affection. I mean even if you are not the type to be equally affectionate as he is, he would have his body close to you, shoulders touching or brushing against each other. He would pepper your face in kisses to wake you up or just to be playful with you, bonus he would end up tickling you with massive kisses on your neck and waist just to hear you laugh cause it makes him laugh of happiness ('but Issa my laugh sounds like a seagull squawk' honey, it'll make him laugh harder sounding like a distorted horn you're safe LMAO-)

-Another would cooking for you I mean look at him on how he is built. That big boy gotta eat. He is most definitely the main chef of the house and if you do not like or never tried any food related to his culture (looked it up saying he could be Brazilian/Portuguese, again this was a quick search and not claiming he is, so don't come at me) well, you're going to try it. Honestly, his cooking skills are really chefs kiss. Anyways, you don't gotta worry about not having time to make food or you don't have the motivation Carlos got you bb~

-Now he is the sweetest, funniest, charming, and gentle giant he is, however he is protective. Maybe too protective, but he learns the separate his life and workplace (until he finds out they were lying to him), but after what went down with Umbrella it did mess him up mentally and psychologically he sought professional help (as he should) and did guide him. Sure, you and him can tell the damages that has left him, but since he sees you as a hope of light that's all that matters to him to keep it moving

-Lastly, he wouldn't mind if you pamper him. Like not only pamper him, but if you✨yassified✨by doing his makeup, putting ribbons or braiding his hair, etc. He turns into a whole different persona and would act so funny when you pull out the camera being like "Yas, queen🌚💅🏽". Dramatically, whips his head causing some ribbons or braids to fall off/go loose, but would be like "ah fuck my eye-" cause the lashes are too unbearable💀

-Overall, he is the best kind of bf/husband and is a walking green flag (shut up I am not gonna do red flags let my babies be happy cause irl men are bleh) and no just because he has his mental struggles that he tends to hide at times. He still seek professional help for that regardless and is still himself, Carlos~

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣

[arcoiriaaa]

I think i will chew someone head if i see anyone whos trying to be moral police over shippers, especially right now they are targeting Sukume ( Sukuna + Uraume) Shipper. Holy Moly, the allegation that get thrown is insane from pedophillia to grooming accusation.

Guys I know maybe in real world you're not really significant and you want to get to a 'better world' idk lol, but shaming someone for something FICTIONAL is actually making you look dumb and dont have any emotional intelligence. Ok you can bring 'fiction can affect reality' argument here, but with the same logic you should get mad at anyone who likes horror movies with killer and violance, or action movies with gun and punching people. And holy sht Sukuna is a mass murderer why the hell are you simping him??! Are you insane?!

See. Nothing in fiction actually sane. Fiction is exciting and fun because its not define and ruled by our moral code, Fiction is a break from ourvreality. Fiction is usually something that we dont really encounters in real life and thats why its exciting. Do you ever see someone doing 'kabedon' in real life? No right, and if it does its cringe, but its looks really cool in romance stories.

Anyway if you want somehing whos really into moral and such you can go to a church not social media.

Trying to be moral police over a fiction is big waste of energies. Theres so many starving kid in Africa, and so much more get kill*d in war. So why dont you use your voice and actually help them. You could be better people, someone whos really change the world.

And actually im not done. Why are you trying to shame people over a headcanon thats up from interpretation, parent -child relationship is a headcanon, as well sukume as romantic partner, theres no wrong with that because thats just different viewpoint.

From what I see Uraume and Sukuna never refer themself or each other as a family/dad/son/daughter. Never once Uraume act/depicted as a childern so why are you insisting the shipper are proship? When its not comfirmed anything about their age. You guys literally make a headcanon over 4 pages and Sukuna call Ume Child ( i see someone on reddit said that it could also translate as 'brat' a more age free choice of word) then you all treating they are parent -child as a canon. Not only that you are also trying to shove everyone throat of that hc, you then shaming people whos have another interpretation.

So tell me, Did a father see their child like this when bathing?

Or did a child see their parent like this, even though he is literally naked here? For what? Admiring their dad 15 yrs old new body??

They dont look like parent and child to me. Not until theres another official source that says otherwise, but for now their official canon dynamic is master and servant.

Ohh you still want to bring ' but they are meeting them when they are a child' argument here. Fck u and you close minded brain whos think anywhere in the world is having the same morals with western region of the world. In Asian, i think most asian counties is never have a problem with age gap couple, or 'meeting them as a child', whats we gonna have problem is when the child get married under legal age and didnt have consent for it.

Most asian countries is having patriachal culture( including Japan) . The husband is usually older (could be much older) than his wife because man have responsibility to be a guardian, a teacher, and a wise partner for his wife.

In Japan i think age gap or 'meeting them as a kid' is never a problem. I think Japan has many literature and entertainment product that include this tropes.

Should I tell you a bit about ' The Tales of Genji' a classic Japan literature , and considered as one of the oldest novel in the world. Written by noblewoman Murasaki Shikibu in Heian Period. Genji as the protagonist is having a very adventurous life especially in romantic aspect, form another woman to another woman. Do you know about one of his wife is named lady Murasaki. He met her when she is just 10 years old and he is impressed because she reminded him about his stepmother Lady Fujitsubo (whos he also banging) , then he ask to adopt her, andddd guess what, yess they married later on.

Andddd how about ' memoirs of geisha' movies. You must've been heard about that right. Yess, Chiyo (female lead) is meeting chairman when she is just i dunno maybe 9? And chairman looks like 30 in movies.

On modern era, in anime we have plenty of that dynamic to. How about the famous one Sesshomaru Rin from inuyasha, Sesshomaru is thounsand years and rin is just 7 (?) maybe when they met.

Well how about the latest shoujo anime that i think still airing right now. Its called

"Yarinaoshi Reijou wa Ryuutei Heika wo Kouryakuchuu"

The female lead is in 10 years old body right now. But yeah shes already promised 10 child for him in the future lol 😂😂😂

So yeah it is just some example, actually I could list so many stories that have the same concept, from straight manga, bl ,movies , and everything. Meeting your partner as a kid is definitely not a foreign concept in Japan. Whats important is the romantic relationship is developed after the younger one already legal and consenting for it.

[some-melon]

Pookie you are so right for loving gadget NEVER FEEL SHAME HES A CUTIE PIE, it makes me so happy to see people self ship with my beloved inspector gadget, he deserves all the girlfriends

Here’s one of mine hehehe

AHHHH SO CUTE- sometimes i cant help be embarrassed. cringe culture has ruined my confidence, i discovered it too young and it still affects me AUGHH!!!! but im glad a lot of the people in the fandom selfship themselves w gadget, its so nice and i love it <3

[acamaryseinteery]

This fic started as a fun rp and months(or a year) later I decided to make a fic out of it. I once stated that when the 8 chapter is out, I'll release it to public.

I studied as much as I could about the Saami culture to be as accurate as possible and also create a new lore and keeping up the fact that Eret's culture is also part inuity which affects his mother's looks and culture and such.

I hope you guys will like it.

The credits to this fic also belong to the @skysiren41, who has OC Brynja and Naga in the fic with Brynja dating Eret and Naga being a hybrid of a Light fury and Stormcutter.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54579286/chapters/138293809

And because AO3 is acting up, here's the chapter 8:

When others arrived they found them sleeping and cuddled together.

"Aww how sweet." Fishlegs smiled.

"Well looks like we found them." Hiccup said, sounding relieved. He was really worried when he didn´t see them come back.

"Do you think he's nude again?" Asked out loud Ruff and others cringed.

"Come on, you're better than that!" Frowned Astrid but she was blushing.

"Ew don't remind me." Snotlout shuttered, remembering how they found out.

Three months after Eret moved to Berk, the Berk got swarmed with wild dragons who didn´t know where to be since the main Alpha fell and Toothless was still getting a hang of his status. They were wrecking things, nesting in the ships and buildings and fighting over the streets to make it their territorium. Clearly they were now considering Berk to be their new nest.

Let's just say that it was a very hectic morning and in the hurry Hiccup and Snotlout forgot to knock. The avoiding looks that day were making everyone else uncomfortable, Eret included.

Others shuddered too and then jumped when they heard. "Would you mind keeping it down? Since you came here you're loud." said Eret with his eyes closed, hearing everything they said.

They all blushed embarrassed when they realized he was awake.

"Right...sorry." Hiccup said and headed upstairs, catching a glimpse of smirk on Eret's face. Undoubtedly from the story.

Later on during the night Eret woke up from the same nightmare again but this time he didn't scream and just panted.

He got dressed and went for a fresh air to calm down, being as quiet as possible to not wake anyone up.

After he left Hiccup woke up to the sound of the closed door. Looking around he noticed Eret was gone and carefully got out of bed to follow him, seeing him walk to the shore. After a while Eret stopped by the pebble beach and sat down, hugging his knees and looking at the deep dark ocean enlightened by the full moon.

Hiccup walked up and cleared his throat. "Hey."

Eret winced a bit in surprise and sighed, still being back to him "Hey..."

Hiccup came over and sat beside him. “I thought I'd find you here. It's not the first time I have found you on the shore. What is it, the sky? Sand?”

“....... The sea, actually. I like the sound of the waves beating against the shore.”

"Oh……… I'm sorry about what happened. As soon as we stop the Jormungard, you don't have to see your dad again."

Eret sighed deeply and then explained slowly. "It's not all that. Most of my life I've tried to make him proud and show him I am capable of more things than we do here. But as I got older he kept reminding me to not dream so high and to focus on the clan. Maybe if I listened instead of leaving, he wouldn't disown me...."

"You did a lot to help us, you helped to defeat Drago, twice, you brought us here, you're far from a disappointment. All that is left to do is to let your dad know that." He said, hoping to light that spark of hope that's usually sparkling in Eret's eyes. But none appeared as he didn't look very convinced and looked away instead.

Seeing that reaction Hiccup pulled out a stronger weapon.

His own dad issues.

"You might find it hard to believe but I know what you're going through. Sort of."

Seeing Eret turn his head around to look at him with mild confusion, he continued.

"Back then before Toothless, I was constantly trying to be one of the Vikings. Back then killing a dragon was everything I wanted when it was actually just to prove myself that I'm useful, that I belong and I am like them. Like my dad, who by the way after finding out I teamed up with a dragon, disowned me too. I swear I never felt so horrible in my entire life. I was so hurt, especially because it was by my own father..... But I didn't let that stop me from saving Toothless and defeating the Red Death. After he saw the real me in the saddle and how I was capable of doing what no Viking ever could, he realized his mistake and for the first time in my life told me that he's proud of me. Truly proud. I'm sure your dad will come around. And when after he sees the real you, a guy who despite his bad life choices and being disowned still decides to save his people, he'll realize how much he actually he's gonna miss you more than he admits and will regret it.”

The silence suddenly felt heavy after the speech, so many emotions let out of nowhere made the air quite thick. Hiccup couldn't read from Eret's expression what was happening in his head at the moment. Either he was shocked to hear about the disowning or he wondered if Hiccup was right. Or something different. Sometimes Eret was really hard to read, especially because he´s unpredictable in his actions and words and could punch him on the spot within seconds. That happened to Snotlout once. He deserved it though.

Deciding to switch a topic Hiccup spoke up more calmly.

"So...that needle thing...what is it?"

Eret's eyes narrowed in surprise, making him stutter "Oh, um. It's nothing important."

"It must be, you leave when you're getting tired or dizzy for a few minutes, but after that you're fine." Pointed out Hiccup and on seeing the conflict in the other man he added "Please, we just want to know if you're okay."

"So you noticed......... It's stupid" Eret mumbled, looking really ashamed of it. Despite that Hiccup pushed more on him, not leaving without an answer this time. "Whatever it is, it doesn't matter how stupid it is as long as you're alright."

Eret looked at him briefly and then leaned back to fix his hair, a habit he did when he was nervous. "The thing is that I'm not. I was born with something my people call the Fainting curse. My body is missing something that can help me stay conscious during some adrenaline activities and work normally inside. Ever since my parents found out they were making sure that it won't affect my life that much so they both looked for any cure but all they found was a temporary solution that helps me for 12 hours. Lately it's been shortening from 4 to 8 because I've been running low on Slumber root and the Violet tongue doesn't grow anywhere but here, so it's not ideal. Brynja, Saami and the chief are the only ones who know. I never told anyone else because I was always ashamed of it."

Staring at him shocked Hiccup but then put his hand on his shoulder "I understand. When was the last time you took this medicine?" He asked worriedly.

"Not too long after I left the campfire. I was on my way there completely dizzy with the world spinning, basically leaning against the walls to stay up when my fath-I mean the chief found me during his guard and tried to help me. Next thing I know is that everything turns black and cold. After Brynja gave me the medicine I felt better but fully conscious after a few hours. Brynja told me he didn't stay there for long and just told her how to prepare the new meds." He confessed.

"Guess he's still looking out for you." He pointed out, smiling a little until Eret's response.

"As a chief yes because after all I'm still Saami. But as a father......." He pulled his knees higher to curl up in a ball.

Hiccup looked at him sadly, then looked out into the ocean. "Well...you still have us."

He looked at him and tried to smile a bit "Yeah..."

Considering he was taller than him he appreciated the how Hiccup kept his hand on his shoulder to show support.

He then looked at the sea and asked "Do you really think we can deal with that giant?"

"I have absolutely no idea." Hiccup admitted seriously. "But we need to show them it's real at least."

"You should really stop making promises that get us in situations like this." Pointed out Eret annoyed.

"Yeah I know, I regret everytime after I say it. But we have a plan to lure the Jormungard with a ship filled with fake sailors, then one of us will get a scale or tooth while it's distracted." he told him.

Eret sighed, remembering something grandpa told him.

"That won't work. Jormungard knows exactly when there is a northman in the boat and when it's fake. My grandpa back in his day tried it.You'll have to get alive bait that is-" he then realizes and frowns at him "Don't even think about it."

"-that means you need to be on the boat." Finished Hiccup the unspoken end, realizing what he is asking his friend to do after the words left his mouth.

Eret groaned loudly and got up, walking back to bed “Yeah no. Not a chance, Hiccup.” He called.

The next day when the others woke up Hiccup told them what they'll have to do. Noone was on board with being on board.

"What!? Are you crazy!?" Snotlout said shocked.

"I know it's dangerous but it's the only way we can get the evidence we need." Hiccup said.

"Face it Hiccup, it's a suicide mission." Brynja said seriously.

"But so far it's the only plan we have." Hiccup muttered, seeing Eret go to them, still sore "That's gonna take time to get used to Violet tongue again...." He muttered to himself and sat down "What did I miss?"

"Hiccup wants one of us to be on the ship as bait." Explained Astrid and Eret shrugged, taking breakfast "So nothing I wouldn't know about.”

"What happens if one of us can't get out?" Asked Fishlegs.

"We'll make sure one of us is close to the ship."

"You should tie up the person to a rope in case he'll try to eat them on the jump. As dragon trappers we sometimes used live bait." Said Eret and added "Rarely on the sea dragons though."

Hiccup was once again glad that someone had any experience with this. No matter the past or means. "Well that solves that problem, but who's gonna do it?"

"Not me!" Snotlout said immediately

Ruffnut: Not it!

Tuffnut: Not it and I vote for Eret!

Astrid: Same!

Eret choked on the food "What?!"

Astrid folded her arms "First of, it was his idea with the alive bait, second he's used to these actions and third-"

"He's a northman!" Finished Tuffnut.

"But what if he gets hurt?!" Brynja protested.

"We'll tie a rope around his waist like he said." Hiccup said, rubbing the back of his head innocently.

"What?! You can't be serious!" Eret frowned more.

"I know it's dangerous, but I promise we'll make sure you're safe"

"No! I already encountered that thing and it keeps me up all night!" He stood up and walked out.

"Eret wait!" Hiccup said but he was gone, causing him to sigh.

"Well, that went smoothly." Muttered Ruffnut.

"That's the first time I heard him admit that he's scared." Said Snotlout in shock.

"He's really terrified of that dragon..." Hiccup muttered, watching their friend leave.

A bit later

Brynja and the others decided for now to explore the village for a bit, taking in the sights and everything they couldn't yesterday.

Saami were doing most of their work outside under the sun, which included cooking, building, carving and some even playing or practicing fighting with swords.

Back behind the village was a couple of people feeding the reindeers or practicing for the reindeer sleigh race.

Brynja was curious about the wood carving and stopped by a group of Saami carving together around the fire.

When she came there they looked up at her "Wanna learn to carve, dear?”

"I actually know how to carve, may I join?" She asked.

They nodded and gave her a free piece of wood for which she thanked them and began to carve with them.

Snotlout was interested in sword fighting while the others were curious about the reindeers. When he walked up to them they asked him if he wanted to join them. Snotlout took the sword and tried to strike, ending on his back within seconds. Unlike between Vikings, here no one laughed at him as the lads were happy to teach him their ways.

Leaving him there, others aimed their route to the new animals.

The reindeers seemed to be mid domestic and constantly demanding hay and lichen.

Between helping out Saami was Eret, looking a hundred times happier.

"So these are the reindeers you were talking about?" Hiccup asked his friend, hoping he cooled off.

Eret nodded and kept feeding them from the bag, holding out the dried lichen. "This is still a small number so far. The rest will arrive later today. Hopefully."

Some of them tried to sniff if any of them had food.

"Aww they seem friendly." Hiccup said and tried to pet one of them but the reindeer shook his head and trotted away from him.

"Don't feel bad, they come for food, pets rarely. When the ice melts we release them back into nature and they come back at the end of the summer." Explained Eret simply.

"What do you use them for?" Asked Hiccup, watching the animals move around Saami either to demand food or just curious but even to them they acted a little skittish.

"Meat, fur, horns, bones. Nothing goes to waste here. Literally. We even use the organs and blood for our use.” He explained and went to take a lasso to help separate one male who was hurt after spotting him from afar.

“Now you're going to see how I got my strength." He put on the leather gloves and threw the lasso from afar and caught the reindeer by horns who immediately started to bounce and fight.

Eret thankfully had a firm stance so the pulling didn't seem to affect him "Easy, easy!"

"You need help?" Asked Astrid, watching in surprise.

"Hah! Not at all! I've been working with them most of my youth." He began to lead the fighting reindeer into a round little fence where other Saami were ready to quickly open and close the door.

Hiccup watched him, impressed. This explained why he was good with wrangling dragons.

Astrid and Ruffnut were admiring this too. Just a little differently.

Once the reindeer calmed down a bit it was easier "There you go old friend. Had to get it out, didn't ya?" He spoke softly to the animal and made a couple of tongue clicks "There we go. You put up a good fight there."

"That was incredible Eret." Fishlegs said, looking amazed by the display of calculated strength and strategy.

"Who taught you that?" Hiccup asked him curiously.

"It's just our thing. This is what we do. Every Saami learns these skills and respect for these animals ever since we are young. They are our everything, so we treat them with respect." He managed to get the male to a stack of hay and a bucket with water where he could take a better look at the wound while it was distracted by eating.

Once seeing the wound properly he hissed "Oi boy... No wonder you're moody." He muttered and called another Saami over to discuss it.

"He’s gotta teach me to do that someday." Hiccup said as he looked at the wound from behind the fence.

"You really want to know how to handle a wild reindeer?" Asked Astrid skeptically.

"Hey, trying something new every day." Hiccup shrugged.

"Well some muscles on those toothpicks would help you." She teased him.

"Ow right to the heart!" He said pretending that hurt his feelings.

Others giggled until Eret walked to them with concern written all over his face "Let's show you guys something else."

"Is everything ok?" Asked Fishlegs as they noticed the concern.

"Not really. This guy fought off a pack of wolves but that wound.... He's soon gonna feel no more pain." He looked back and saw his people treating the animal kindly and saying some prayers to him.

Hiccup immediately knew what that meant, sighing sadly. "Poor thing..."

"We really can't do anything?" Asked Astrid and Ruffnut teared up "Poor guy...."

"That's how things in the North go here. Instead of letting it suffer we get rid of the pain and in return the animal will not lose its purpose. But I never liked this part of saying goodbye." He began to lead them away so they didn't have to watch.

They all walked away, not wanting to see it either. Sadly life could be unfair to both humans and animals.

Once in the village they went to see how Snotlout's doing. It was difficult for him since all men were taller than him.

Snotlout was still trying his best with the sword fighting, showing off his skills

They tried to show him how to not repeat the same mistake but he insisted on no help.

He did his best, but he kept messing up. "Uhh! Come on, why can't I do this right!”

"You're forcing it too much. Here, may I?" One of them offered to help him

Snotlout groaned and held out the sword but instead the guy stood up behind him "Leading leg slightly forward, crouch down a little, left arm before your chest for protection and just go with the hits, look for open spots. Got it?"

"Got it." He nodded a little nervously and then looked surprised when the guy tried to throw him off balance by pushing him, failing in doing so.

"Good. Keep the stance as you fight." He got ready and went to stand before him.

This time it went a lot better for him and other guys cheered at him for making it a success.

"Now that's more like it!"

Eret smiled seeing the progress, not to mention the display of the difference between learning the Viking way and the Saami way. Vikings forge skills with failures and distress but Saami teaches how to make it more fun and still make progress.

Brynja meanwhile was finishing up her carving of a Goldscale

Soon they found her "There you are"

"Hey, sorry I was carving." She smiled and showed Saami her carving.

Saami looked impressed while Astrid smiled "Is that Topaz? Hey, could you carve me a Stormfly?"

"Oh and maybe Meatlug?" Fishlegs asked her

"Sure thing." She smiled.

"Why don't you join us?" Asked one of the Saami.

"Uh we don't know how to carve wood." Hiccup said.

They offered to teach them.

They decided to try it out, getting tips from Brynja on how to do it.

Astrid was pretty clumsy with this delicate work and didn't do well. Hiccup was also not that great with carving, while Fishlegs was actually pretty ok with it. At the end of the day they each had their first little statue of their dragons. As clumsy or funny as it looked it was still a fun experience.

While the others were having a good time during the every eve bonfire, Hiccup was still trying to figure out how to get the evidence.

Eret walked over "Something on your mind, chief?"

"What do you think?" He said tired.

"Oh, that.... I spoke with the Saami and they said that they'll be going fishing in 2 days so we have till tomorrow night to get the evidence...... So I thought maybe I could try to cooperate........" He muttered the last sentence.

"Really, you'd do that?" He asked, a little surprised.

He shrugged and hugged himself a bit. "I care about these people and I want to make up for my absence here. So I want to help prevent more deaths, even if it would include my own."

He nodded. "Well that won't happen, we'll make sure you're ok."

"Yeah, wish I felt that sure too."

"We'll get everything ready for tomorrow night"

"Why not during the day?"

"Cause it might see us too."

"..... True."

"We'll have to do it during the night then."

"Great. Can't wait......" He was definitely way more scared now. Being a bait during the day had a plus you could see what's happening beneath the water. But here in the North the waters turn so dark that the hand disappears after light sinking. Not to mention the fact there was a giant dragon with his name booked for the dinner menu.

[xxs1lv3rm00n]

I really, really appreciate your stance against rq groups and the like, especially since they permeate the sparkle dog and furry scene like cockroaches. It's to the point where "weirdfur" is a red flag to me by default, which is unfortunate because I like the term.

Too often I'll see like, "I'm weird and I'm happier than you" sentiments that resonate with me deeply as someone who grew up around that sort of early furry artwork and was massively affected by the cringe culture boom of 2016-17. I was also just bullied relentlessly for being autistic, i can't be "normal." Being unapologetically myself and unapologetically cringe is liberating for me

And then I check the OPs blog and it turns out their version of "weird" means "liking children/animals/siblings/dead bodies" and they want that "destigmatized." (For what purpose. Tell me. For What Exact Reason.) And it's like Oh. Okay.

The sigh of relief I let out upon seeing your pinned, lmao.

truth is i was not aware at all that the community surrounding my interest (sparklefur & general y2k furry art) had been run over by these people so badly until i got the reactions i did on my “your repulsion amuses me greatly” post. getting constantly targeted by rads after i told them not to use my art to justify their actions was a real wake up call and the whole mess still has me mentally in pieces…….. your support however keeps me going. so im really thankful to hear voices like yours during this time. it really helps me feel more confident here and more willing to stay. thank you :,,,)

doing this kind of silly art is not only fun and liberating but it also really helps me in healing my inner child. embracing yourself to the fullest by recapturing some of the magic you never got to have is so epic to me & i hope more people get to experience the freedom of being ‘childish’ in adulthood without judgement more often

life is as rough as it is. why torture yourself even further. indulge in your cringe interests. be free

[pharisee-son]

About me.

I'm new here and still figuring out Tumblr. But someone helped me out, and I realized Tumblr is actually a pretty decent platform. I liked it, and I appreciated its vibe. Maybe this is the right place for me—a little corner of the internet to call my own.

I'd like to share my drawings, lore, and photos here. To connect with people, find other SCP fans, and maybe finally write some roleplay. I hope that someone will appreciate what I create—it would encourage me to keep going. I also want to learn new things, work on my insecurities, and interact with people online just like I do in real life.

The lore I’m building revolves around the “Old Reality,” a project I’ve been working on for 4–5 years. It’s a part of the SCP universe, and the main character of this story is my persona, Dr. D. Patch. It’s my copying mechanism. Because of that, it can be potentially triggering, containing psychological horror, religious and sexual trauma, toxic relationships, gore, body horror, and other heavy themes. My goal isn’t to romanticize these topics—that’s not healthy. I’ll be sharing parts of my work here, and I don’t mind answering polite questions about it.

(Remember that cringe culture is dead!)

On this platform, Tumblr I think I'll just be myself. Do arty stuff, make friends - shits & giggles. And sometimes be more serious - learn to draw better, help others if they want it. This blog is "My Diary".

When talking to me, approach with respect. Treat me as a person with thoughts and feelings. Don’t trigger me intentionally. Honesty and questions mean everything to me, and the words "please", "thank you", "sorry" are basic manners, even if it’s just the internet.

If you think I'm problematic/doing something wrong - tell me about it in a polite way + what I can change. I don't intend to hurt anyone with my behavior or be mean. Additionally, being aggressive, unforgiving towards me is a huge trigger for me, so try to avoid it (If it affected me, I'll just be very quiet.).

My profile is a safe space for people of all religions, races, queer, MOGAI/LIOM/LGBTQ+, alterhumans, systems, and agere. If I don’t understand something, you’re welcome to explain it to me.

However, toxic individuals such as; misandrists, misogynists, all kinds of incels, "nice guys" & "nice girls" , TERFs, transmedicalists, radqueers, xenosataniasts, fatphobes, homo-/trans-/-intersex/queer-/xenophobes, bigots, racists, fascists, religious extremists, fanatics, proshipers, or anyone pushing hateful ideologies are not welcome here. The same goes for people who are judgmental, edgy, aggressive, mean, or who come here to complain, harass, or insult without offering constructive criticism (when I specifically ask for it).

I primarily speak Polish, but this blog will be in English. I use a translator and might make mistakes since I’m still learning. My DMs are open—feel free to invite me to servers, share your art, lore, or just chat. You can even vent and treat me as a friend. I consider myself quite sociable and enjoy conversations. I don’t ghost or block people without giving a reason first. I’m most active on Discord, and my username there is: “pharisee_son.”

Oh, and my commissions are open. I mostly draw for Polish clients (I’m not sure how to accept payment from abroad). My prices are affordable, and I let the buyer decide the value of my work. I’m also open to art trades with anyone. I mainly draw character designs, references, redesigns, or corrections. However, I struggle with poses and perspective. Still, I’m good at rendering, coloring, and coming up with ideas. I can draw different types of characters, though elderly ones might be more challenging for me. I have no issues drawing furries. Please don’t ask me to draw fetish art, but gore is okay. During a commission, I need to stay in constant contact and will ask many questions. You’ll send me references and guide me on how you want the work done. This helps me feel more confident, and you’ll get what you’re looking for. I’m not a professional artist.

My pronouns are he/him, that's enough to know how you address me. But if you want to know more;

I have https://en.pronouns.page/@Dantesque .

I am here thanks to @banesberry-anomoly :D

Last update: 19.01.2025

[ninjapotatohead]

Hype culture is just as destructive as outrage culture. I don’t want to make people feel bad. It’s not for the cringe. That isn’t the point. The point is that blind hype is CONSTANTLY dragging Sonic down.

Ive heard the same argument over and over again, “ugh can’t you just let people enjoy it and be hyped it’s FUN!” Literally anything is fun when you don’t think about the consequences of that instant hype and fun. You don’t really think about how this affects the overall lifespan of the character as a whole, you just enjoy that momentary high you get from anticipating a “new Sonic thing” coming out soon and OOOH what’s it gonna be like?!

But then that thing comes out and most are let down and then they immediately run to seek out their next high. You come, you ravage, then you leave.

You’d get about the same amount of “enjoyment and hype” from a sonic shaped box that can either have gold or a pile of shit in it. It��s a gamble, and you are addicted to that feeling of wonder. Even after you discover it’s a pile of shit over and over and over you still come back with the false hope that maybe the NEXT one will actually have gold in it!! But you don’t actually care if it does or not. Those moments before you open the box is all that matters.

That’s not the bad part though, that’s just the human condition. PROVEN human condition I might add.

It’s like watching your friend kick a beehive over and over and instead of telling them to stop or trying to pull them aside, you just shrug and say “Eh let’s just stay positive and see where this goes. I don’t want to be negative and ruin the fun! Look at how much fun we’re having!” Ol and behold your friend gets hurt, everyone around them scolds and mocks them for what a stupid thing they did. But you won’t worry about that. “Next time we’ll just kick the beehive a little differently and be MORE supportive!!”

You’re not helping. You’re enabling.

Why encourage that shit? Cause being positive is good, no matter what the result is?

Just because you CAN be positive about something doesn’t mean you SHOULD, especially if it’s creating an ugly pattern that Sonic’s being put through over and over and you people just keep egging it on.

I will always be the angry old man yelling at clouds on this one but I’m standing my ground.

I said the same shit about No Man’s Sky and people said the same thing to me then. Game came out and people were not happy with it. The devs ruined their reputation.

I said the same thing about Forces, people said the same argument again. Game came out and while a lot of people tried to convince themselves they liked it, over time people began to realize just how flawed and lazy it really is. Almost every respected critic on YouTube has little good to say about it and plenty to mock. And these people aren’t IGN, these are critics and reviewers with real understanding about games.

I said the same thing about Fallout 76 and well you get the idea by now.

Why oh WHY do you keep doing this? You know what the definition of insanity is?

Stop doing the same fucking thing over and over again and expect a different result. Sega doesn’t care if this is good or not. Paramount doesn’t give a shit! I’m starting to think the directors may have their fair share of what Shaun Murray gave us a taste of.

I know you must care. You HAVE to care. I GET not shitting on something for no reason. I understand why keeping a hopeful outlook can be good, but did you know you can do BOTH? I’m hopeful they will CHANGE it. And if they don’t I’m not going to roll over and let Sega have their way with Sonic AGAIN. Of course we’re going to make a stink about it, because we care. You don’t want to shit on it because you care.

We all want the same thing, for Sonic to be GOOD again, but turning a blind eye to its faults and fuck ups for the sake of getting more of that precious high you crave is hurting it more than anything.

I know this is jumbled as fuck but it really pisses me off when people dismiss the justified uproar as just hating or shaming.

Like I always say, the Sonic fandom is its own worst enemy.

[alatabouleau]

German terms of endearments for your fic

.Now, it's been two years since I've fallen into the X-Men/Cherik-fandom and one thing that I have seen continuously is people trying to find terms of endearment in German for Erik to use for Charles (or his mother for him). (I've lost count of how many times I've seen the word "Liebling" spelled wrong) And honestly, no offense. I know it's hard writing a character who speaks a language you don't. And obviously, you're gonna make mistakes. So I thought I'd share my knowledge as a mother tongue in German and let you know some of the most common ways we described our loved ones. ;) DISCLAIMER: I am but one single person, grown up south-east from Berlin, I DO NOT speak for the whole of Germany, nor do I ever intent to, especially since we are anything but a cultural monolith. Just keep that in mind while reading. ;)

Exclusively romantic terms: - Liebste (fem.)/ Liebster (masc.) : literally means "most loved". Closest English equivalent is probably "love" or "beloved". Bit old-fashioned. Makes you sound like a 20th-century-gentleman. ;) Make sure to write it "I-E" NOT the other way around! It would make the opposite sound. - Geliebte (fem.) / Geliebter (masc.): literally "beloved". Makes you sound even older, like Jane-Eyre-19th-century-old. Again, I before E. - Süße (fem.) / Süßer (masc.): literally "sweetie" (I KNOW this is probably now confusing, but trust me.) This is where we get into the... sappy side of German. Like, there are some mid-forty/fifty-couples who use that, but the rest makes it probably just cringe. (I know I am right now really helpful by starting with those that are not really modern, but I've seen this used because people translating English terms so I just wanted to say it here.)

Terms for both romantic and parental love: - Liebling: literally "darling". Classic, neutral, always the safe option for every situation. (I before E ;) ) - Schatz: literally "treasure". Again, safe option, though this leans rather to the romantic side, but can be used for children either way. And then of course, some animal pet names may be used for either children or romantic partners, but honestly, I don't know any couples who do that. So, those will go into the parental category, I'm afraid.

Terms for children: -Spatz: "sparrow". That's what we basically use as "sweetie". You can also use the diminutive "Spätzchen" for either toddlers or said by grandmothers. -Maus: "mouse". same thing. Diminutive is "Mäuschen". Tendency in usage for girls, but can work for either gender. (This is what my Mom still calls me sometimes even though I'm already 22! XD) -Motte: "moth". This is now really rather for girls, and rather those whose names start with M. -Krümel: "crumb". Not used by many, rather comes from the North, also rather used for unborn children in the womb. -Fussel: "fluff". Also not that common but can be cute in my PoV. :) -Hase: "rabbit". Diminutive is "Häschen". This one's rather for boys in my experience.

And then again, at the end of the day, expressions of affection are personal and as we get more personal in German, we tend to use our respective dialects. Yes, there are actually quite a many dialects for our relative "small" country. Around 30, to be concrete. Though they are all decreasing in being used, sadly, as we get more and more globalized and mobilized. However, here are some examples that I know, my knowledge being utterly limited as I am only one single person from the region south of Berlin:

-Kleene (fem.) / Kleener (masc.): "little one". If you ever have a character originating from Berlin or south of Berlin, this can be used for children. -Meechen: "girl" in the dialect of the region called "Lausitz" around the border of Brandenburg and Saxonia. Also for kids. -Schätzelein: diminutive of "treasure" in Colognian dialect. Romantic in nature, though it can also be used in a way like hairdressers in American movies sometimes call their customers "sweetie". (please, if there's a person from Cologne here, correct me on that!) -Liebchen: "darling" or "beloved" in Saxonian dialect, I believe. Rather used by old couples. -Min Dern (fem.)/ Min Jung (masc): "my girl/boy". Northern dialect. In the region around Hamburg, if I remember correctly. Used for kids.

That's it for the moment. I will probably add to this list whenever I learn some new, but I hope this is already helpful for some people. Have a great day! :) Also, if to other German mother-speakers, feel free to share your perspective, correct me if I did put something in the wrong region or enlighten me with other words.

[valyrfia]

RE: this ask

Sorry about to go off on one, gender studies and online fan culture from an academic standpoint is a special interest of mine because being film and literature student wasn't annoying enough (participatory culture studies my beloved) 

From a general standpoint, I think the reason M/M ships in fiction have always been more popular is because male characters are historically more developed and complex. I think it’s only in recent years have their been an influx of popular F/F ships, with the added development of women on screen (e.g Clarke and Lexa, Kara and Lena, Regina and Emma, Nancy and Robin) - I think there is also a point to be made this has coincided with gender expression, genderqueerness and more general knowledge of being outside the typical gender spectrum. 

I can’t explicitly say that being in M/M fandom spaces encouraged my personal discovery of being transmasc but it certainly helped to have an avenue where I could project onto these “male” characters and see myself in them. I was so uncomfortable in my own body and what I didn’t know at the time as dysphoria, I can see why I didn’t go for F/F ships. 

There are of course a lot of “fandom elders” but young (early to late teens) afab people do make up a large bulk of it and I get why  it may be easier for them to fixate on M/M ships as a, sort of method of exploring their own sexuality and gender expression. F/F ships may hit too close to home and F/M ships are what they are trying to escape from so it leaves M/M ships to project onto. Which, unfortunately then can become warped by the persons own comphet and/or binary ideas about gender. 

A male character may have more stereotypically “feminine” traits (in terms of interests or emotional reactions) and I can see why people who also have those traits would project there own insecurities onto them, reinforcing the feminisation of the male character but not being comfortable enough in your own gender expression to genderbend the character or write them as trans. 

It’s the same reason I think mafia romance, dark romance etc etc is so popular with cishet women because they can read about a fantasy where instead of the very real every day misogyny and violence they face leading to abuse, assault and death, it brings “positives” ; protected, loved, a happy relationship. 

Which, side note. I think this has A Lot to do with y/n, self insert fics becoming “cringe”. Because, I think a lot of people just want to fuck/date a character and feel like they can’t write a self insert anymore, so just project massively onto one character, leading to a lot of these issues. I don’t think Tony Stark/Peter Parker would be as popular as it is if people just let young women write their self insert fic about being Tony Stark’s sugar baby and then we wouldn’t have the wildly mischaracterised version of Peter Parker that we do! 

But, all this being said. I’m talking about fiction. Dean Winchester isn’t actually affected if people online only talk about him in a stereotypically “female” way. 

RPF is a different kettle of fish (and I’m not going in RPF ethics that’s different - I have no issues with rpf creators/consumers to be clear, I am one) because a real person does become affected. Even if you are keeping your fan works and discussions to private spaces, it can leach over into how you speak about the actual person. That’s where it becomes so incredibly important to remember that your RPF version of celebrities are just as fictional as Dean Winchester is. 

sorry I used mr. supernatural as an example, 13 year old me is still alive and kicking in my head somewhere. 

I love to hear your perspective on it with a trans worldview (and academic credentials), and I do agree that that might be a big driver of some young people only wanting to engage with MLM fic and feeling uncomfortable with WLW fic. You've brought up so many great points so I'll try and address them all.

I can add the perspective of a lesbian who was closeted for the first two decades of my life, came out less than five years ago, and still struggles on and off with comphet now. MLM fics in my teens were a way to consume queer content and relationships without having to think about the implications of enjoying consuming WLW content, and I think that's true for a lot of young closeted teens so it's no surprise that some comphet/hetnorm/cisnorm stuff bleeds through there because it's a framework the authors haven't managed to detach themselves from yet.

But yeah, I agree the issue lies with people wanting characters to be self-inserts partially so that they can experience sex, sexuality, and romance without any of the hang ups of thinking about patriarchy. And I agree with your solution: make y/n fics cool again! The ability we have to hallucinate while we read is magic! You can put YOURSELF in as a character's love interest, how cool is that?

Ultimately, yeah. There's nothing wrong with RPF as long as it isn't actually affecting the person that the RPF is based off, but I've seen a lot of takes escaping containment so to say (ie. leaving this website) with takes about the actual racers so obviously picked up through RPF. The main culprits are Charles, Lando, Max in my experience.

[mangledscrimp]

HAIII,, Here is Desmond for dy au :3,, I redid her ref sheet and I think it looks so much better than the original sprite edit! (comparison)

(WILL HAVE AZRAN LEGACY SPOILERS.)

As a bit of a warning;; There will be nonsexual nudity in the post going over scars from surgeries and wounds (not very graphic)

As usual, going to go through each bullet.

•Pronouns

Desmond goes by He/She/They/Its. Everything pretty much goes for them. She’s genderfluid.

•AroAce

Desmond in this au is aroace. He still had that past partner like canon desmond does. But after she had disappeared, it helped him discover himself after being unable to be a suitable partner for anyone else due to stress and general complications with understanding people.

•Artistry

Desmond is still very much into art, but taxidermy is what she values higher than most. She thinks it’s a beautiful way to show the life an animal once lived or a creative way to express oneself through an animal.

•Airship or water ship?

Desmond in this au owns a mixture of both! She owns a cruise ship with an attached airship at the top (the Bostonius)! Making her able to leave the ship without having to turn the cruise around and an easier place to have the airship without having to put it into a hanger. Her crewmates often call her red or dessy, a fun little nickname!

•Glasses?

Surprisingly, her glasses are only for show. She’s got no lenses in those red rims and are merely an accessory.

•Profession

Desmond studied the arts of archeology and anthropology. He’s well versed in the two topics. Archeology is something that peaked his interest since it was a major thing in his childhood. Often times, his father would bring him to dig sites to see pottery from the past and how humans used to live. Unfortunately, his father was taken by a suspicious group of people, as well as his mother.

Anthropology also peaked Desmond’s interest as it went along with Archeology. Learning about how human being behaved throughout history over time is interesting to them.

This is more of a habit but, Desmond is also an interested hunter. While learning about different cultures and their practices, she learned more and more about different hunting strategies used by many cultures. These were inspirational, so it slowly became a hobby. Of course only in areas that allowed hunting. Nothing non-ethical for her!

———— AZRAN LEGACY SPOILS!!!

I feel like…you guys will hater me for what I did to descole for the au ok…Don’t get mad at me pleaseeeee!! :< She’s kinda cringe but I DON’T CAREEE MWAHAHA I AM FREE I CAN DO WHATEVER I WISH!!

Cannibalism and Hunting mention uwaaa

remember shit gets diabolical in this au, so don’t be surprised when the main villain is a cringe scary character that goes EEEVIL!!

ok yah this is..this is descole in this au.

Again, gonna do what I gotta do. A lot of what’s in here is related to lore stuff that some people may have or have not read..sooo tralala

This ref is general and not affected by gameplot!

•Similarities and differences

Desmond and Descole act VERY differently. Desmond is simply just an act for the public eye.

Also, not called “Jean Descole” in this au. She’d probably find it rather ugly to be called “Jean” and thinks that name is stupid. Her canon counterpart would definitely hate her.

Desmond and Descole both share the same pronouns, that part does not change. Same with their sexuality.

Desmond is more open and tries her best to communicate with people, while Descole acts more cold and serious. Descole also gets agitated more easily compared to Desmond.

•Outfit and design.

Descole’s outfit is made to hunt. It’s hunting gear. She has white hunting gloves and a purple hunting jacket.

The boa and cravat is for style, might as well look good when you’re hunting. (Not..very affective..but don’t tell her that..)

The cape is also for style but it’s also used to hide her belt and anything else she has concealed in her pockets. The pattern of the cape isn’t very consistent but it has the overall pattern of a leopard with a soft texture. Often times her chihuahua, treats, enjoys to lay in it. (Treats is the Keats dupe for this au! hehe). Can ditch the cape when she needs to run after prey and it’s slowing her down.

Her boots are lightweight so she can easily run after her prey if needed.

her hat is funny, that’s why I did it lols. She can’t own a cat, or else it would knock it off all the time haha!

Under everything, it’s just a plain cream shirt with her hunting pants.

The shadow is a design choice that I like hehe, it allows her to blend in with the darkness since she mostly hunts at night. Also makes her mysterious hehehe lalalal! Desmond can also have this shadow to show the cover being blown.

Mask to conceal her identity.

Wig is not connected to the hat, if she wants to take it off, she’ll take it off from the front, similarly to how the masked gentleman takes off the costume for the big reveal.

•Weaponry

Descole carries a belt on her waist that holds her smaller tools. For example, her cautery tool she stole from her adopted father (Raymond). Carrying it around incase she needs it for prey. (Of course, it’s only been used on one creature she’s hunted.)

Another weapon in her arsenal would be her handgun. It’s used near the ending of Randall’s game. She has larger ones but she carries a small one for quick trips and not for longer hunts.

Lastly, she owns a net guns. Made by herself. The case is a deep dark purple with a red “D” to label it as her own. It has foam to protect each netgun head and handle. The yellow button on the handle is to release her white web onto her prey. She mostly uses her net guns instead of killing what’s she’s hunting right away.

• Diet.

She’s a hunter that eats her prey. if her prey so happens to be Human, she won’t find a problem using every piece that she can.

With her normal hunting, she often uses every part of the animal. For example, if she were to hunt a deer, she’d use every piece.

Though, she has yet to eat a human being. She had plans to feast on a red headed woman after her plans had failed since she had no more use for her, but that sadly didn’t go through. Once you aren’t needed anymore in her eyes, she’ll find a way to satisfy her hunger.

Under the cut there is nudity!! NOT SEXUAL! Just to show Des’s body.

Warn for scarring and nonsexual nudity!! uwaa

This is how Des looks underneath everything!

•Under Both

During the Randall game, Des gets shot in her shoulder, leaving a scar after raymond tried to tend to its wound.

Des had gotten breast reduction surgery by raymond. Raymond has surgical experience, he’s a retired surgeon who decided to work in an orphanage where he met Des and her future crew.

Raymond is like a father to des and was happy to make her feel more confident in himself.

The wound on their right hand was caused by desperate measures going through the labyrinth in Randall’s game. She carved a pathway onto her hand so she wouldn’t get lost.

He’s got a symmetry line down its chest. Idk, just a neat body detail I wanted to add because I think it’s nice! hehe

• Under Descole

She wears a binder under her descole outfit to appear more flat chested. She doesn’t mind her breasts but she’d rather wear that when she’s hunting that a bra. Feels more contained.

OK LALALA THAT IT!!

[activistwitch]

I'll be honest: I have a huge issue with the very video I filmed and shared this week.

The Radical Gratitude under Capitalism? That one.

Because as much as I clearly perceive myself as always having been the same person with the same core principles (and to a degree that's true) I also grew A LOT since leaving Italy (a country still by majority white, racist and fascist) and a free even more when Brexit radicalised me and made me look at patterns until I fucking saw the architecture of the white cis het patriarchal able and for the wealthy sistem.

The lies of individualism and hard work to succeed? I was raised on them like everyone in the neo liberal hell that were the 1990s. Season that with coming from a family of farmers who managed to become owners of their own land just through the Keynesian economy applied to Italy up until the 1970s, you can see how they deluded themselves it was hard work and how they thought me the same.

So that when I was hitting glass walls everywhere because I was weird (autistic undiagnosed until last year), fat, mixed race, femme, I was just told ad nausem "it's in your head, stop victimising yourself and work harder then!"

My mother. My white mother told me that.

I didn't shake it off until I got to the UK and suddenly I wasn't the only one with an Arab surname in my village, in my school, in my everything everyday. Suddenly at least 5 other people in my office had the same surname and they were British, no questions asked.

Really I wasn't properly radicalised about the very really system of privilege and intersectional oppression off until I read "why I no longer talk to white people about race" by Reno eddo-lodge. Number and statistics upon statistics to counter my mother's shrugging and victim blaming me because she never bothered understand, let alone teach her mixed race kid, how the world works, because it didn't affect her white a$$.

With this premise, think about this fucking freak of a child who, to their understanding is "only" fat, no acknowledgement of race, no acknowledgement of potenti Neurodivergent because as a child it just helped me learn things by memory and my mother loved bragging about that, think about this child that for some bizzarre reason, no matter the pushback that began at home, still fucking hoped, genuinely.

It's fine, I'm a good person, I'm trying my best, I just haven't found people that understand me. I just have to keep trying to reach them.

I am genuinely sad for myself as a child's having that silly belief made from thin air without understanding how everything was rigged against me, still just fucking hopeful without anything to fuel that hope until they were at least 16 years old. For 16 years they were beaten black and blue,.psychologically and physically and they just shrugged and went "it's fine, they just are not my people." How the fuck did they kept believing I genuinely cannot tell you.

So back to the video, while recording it, while reading my old journal entries to explain how I was thinking and surviving, I could feel the grinding of how wrong my thinking was, conceding to the hard work fallacy of capitalism, of individualism, of personal responsibility as if there really was "no such thing as society, only individuals and families" (fuck you thatcher). Yet she fucking survived. Ignorant and naive as she was she survived enough to begin learning about the larger system and realise that it's not that she didn't find her people before, it's that Italy's culture is intrinsically racist, patriarchal, ableist, and when the majority is those things, wrong as they are, if you point them out you will be lynched.

That stupidly naive kid kept her head down, had a natural fawn response to everything and even people pleasing as she was she got beaten to serious injuries both physically and psychologically until she managed to escape abroad.

I know how cringe it is to hear a fat queer non binary autistic immigrant of colour speak of how success in in their hands if they work hard.

But I also understood, looking again at all the beliefs that allowed to grow as old as I am now, that when you are at the fringes of society and don't understand the system exists enough to see the framework is rigged, you could just easily become angry.

Anger is an energy to push back. But as a 13 year old there was little I could do to push back. Until I managed to escape abroad in my 20s there was little I could do to push back. If I rejected the system while the system was already rejecting me I wouldn't have found a way to escape. Without finding an escape through the system I would still be isolated living with my abusive mother being her carer because "I owe her my life".

The energy I needed was the energy to push forward. The energy to push forward is Hope. Yes hope to be better, hope to excel amongst others (competition) is the carrot that capitalism dangles in fron of our faces. It's rigged and untrue. But without any kind of hope that I could use my tooth and nail to try and find somewhere something better than the animal-like treatment i got in my birth country, -where I dared being born non white-, without that hope to push me through, the truth is I would not have gotten this old.

So there. There is the explanation as to why, cringe as it might sound in places, I still published "Radical Gratitude". Because growth as a process doesn't mean I always knew how the world worked let alone my place in it.

Now I can afford to be angry and push back and I do it daily, because what else is there to do if not talking about the oppression and abuse I let the system made me believe was normal for me to receive, in the hope that calling it out prevents mlre kids like me to go through this and just take it?

I couldn't afford Anger when I was under the thumb of my mother, when I was under the thumb of Italian Society. I had to be hopeful something slightly more decent existed. Which is probably why, even in the UK, it took me almost a decade to begin with activism: because problematic as it is, compared to italy it was heaven for someone like me. Now I can afford anger hoping to change things even more for the better for those that will come before me, in a place that allows for that change. Italy doesn't. Italy is still fascist at heart don't let the postcard about art and pasta deceive you.

I needed Hope and Anger at different times of my life. That's the core of that video.

[kamari3]

Another Vent Post

(typed this on my phone)

I just saw someone else on twitter say what I wanted to say so I'm gonna say it too.

It really makes me uncomfortable when people say "i'm not proship but i'm not anti: i'm normal." Because what I internalize from that is that you aren't willing to stand in solidarity with me.

At best, it means you dont have the energy or time to engage in activism and you want to curate you experience to avoid as much drama/conflict as possibe. i get that. the way you said it made me feel unsafe, and if i were a little less wise i would immediately interpret the statement as you saying you also want to hurt me, but i get it.

you dont have to get into fights you dont want to. you have every right to curate your experience no matter what side of the issue you fall on, and i will support you doing so 100%. no exceptions. no matter how upset i get, this fact does not change.

But you saying that could also mean you do also want me dead and just dont have the time or energy to shoot me yourself.

Yes, I get that it's cringe to have convictions about internet things. but this isnt dying on a hill about how fuckable you think hatsune miku is. this is about whether or not you are willing to support your community.

and whether you like it or not, the internet is also a community you are taking part of. you are literally here.

Like. Bro.

What do you even mean by "i'm not proship or anti, the whole thing is stupid"?

Do you mean it's stupid to have an opinion about how you treat other people?

Do you mean it is stupid to have an opinion about freedom of speech and censorship?

Are you trying to make me ashamed for caring about a political issue just because it most prominently affects online communities, and the farther reaching implications and impacts on these stances aren't obvious and dont use the same jargon?

(surely you know that the proship/anti issue runs parallel to the democrat/republican issue, and the anti-authoritarian/authoritarian issue. surely you know it also runs parallel with the queer/bigotry issue, since it uses all the same arguments and rhetoric. and the sex-work/puritanical issue. and the trans/transphobia issue. surely you understand that just because these political stances have nuances, differences of purpose and circumstance and vocabulary, doesnt mean they arent interconnected. they all still have threads of commonality and logic that interconnect them in parody and parallel. surely you get that the underlying root problem is a difference of ethics thats permeates nearly every polar difference of opinion and that talking about one leads to talking about all of them. surely you understand that these are nearly the same words in different languages and cultures-)

Do you actually mean, "i also think all you nasty proshippers are morally bankrupt and i hope you all die, but i dont have the energy to be a political activist so i will just let the ones that do rip you apart while i watch?"

Do you mean, "i also think that thought policing is wrong and that we shouldn't be judged for or treated badly for our fantasy/fiction indulgences, but i just dont think that it is worth getting into a fight over, and therefor i will not help you when other people harass and abuse you over fiction?"

i understand the idea of wanting to curate which labels you identify yourself with. you dont have to use the labels of proship or anti if those arent for you. but declaring the argument stupid or that anyone who has strong stances on it "needs to touch grass" only does harm. you arent making it clear whose side you are on. and while it sucks that there are sides to pick in the first place, that doesnt change that the sides are there and the fence is up.

and i'm not sorry to say that i trust someone who picks the side of the fence that wants to protect my person and my agency and my freedoms a lot more than someone who thinks me arguing my right to those is stupid.

idk maybe it IS terminally online to think controlling other people's fiction and personal life choices is bad. maybe it IS terminally online to say queers deserve to enjoy their media and representation too. maybe it IS terminally online to say "hey, maybe we shouldnt tell people their intrusive thoughts make them bad people". maybe it IS terminally online to say adults deserve the agency to be able to consent to whatever sex they want with other consenting adults, and that includes fictional sex acts they read, write, draw, and look at drawings of (wherein the artist consented to share the work, and the consumer has the agency to choose whether they view it or not, and change that at any time).

i dont think it is. but i'm just one person who has loud annoying opinions.

[shouldhavestayedawayfromhere]

A few days ago I found an "old" notebook in my drawer (forgotten since 2022). I used to write down my spiritual & personal insights in there. I found a few gold pieces I wanna share because damn?? Okay some of it feels "cringe" now but that's normal right, cringe culture is dead.

People want you to believe they are happy; because then you'll get jealous; and you will think you need what they have in order to be happy. But you only need yourself; and they only need themselves. We would all be so happy if we stopped comparing our happiness to others'.

Seriously this is such a cool quote. I probably felt like a little philosopher writing that. Tho I would now probably change the part of people wanting you to believe they're "happy". I don't think most people are out there lying about being happy. But certainly about other things sometimes. But it's still very apparent for me, also in the occult community.

Being on here and getting an insight on other people's practices is so cool, but it can tempt me (and I'm sure I'm not the only one) to feel bad about my own practice. I tend to feel like I'm not doing enough, or I wanna do everything all at once. Like I could be doing this and that and everything, and I take my own craft so much for granted that I don't even see what cool and unique things I do myself. So it's nice to see I already considered this two years ago.

It is poor spiritual hygiene to give everyone access to you. Access to you is a privilege. You gotta treat it like it's golden.

This one is a quote from a tiktok I saw I think, but it's so real. From this one I can tell that I definitely grew in that area since writing down this quote.

You stopped showing me love and affection; and I said it was okay; because I loved myself and thought it was you.

Seriously that's such a raw line. I opened the book and saw this line and I was gagged. I know who this was about but fr— this was true so many times??? Every single one of my "close friends" in my past was just an idolized person inside my head. I made myself feel appreciated and gave them credit for it. This is by the way the same reason I used believe in the Christian God. It was the same concept to me. I'd help myself and then give credit to someone else. I hope we're all done doing that.

You will find someone who is right for you and aligns with you once the time has come. And the time will come once you don't need anyone anymore to hold you up, because you can do it yourself.

This was something I took away from a meditation with mother Isis, who was the first deity I've ever tried working with. I don't anymore, but I still value her and I'm thankful for her introducing me to deity work. This is definitely something that became true for me. I found my person. I found multiple people, actually. And Isis was right – I don't need them to hold me up. I can do that myself now. But I'm grateful for those people in my life that don't need me to depend on them in order to be a good friend to me. It's really beautiful to see the things I once hoped for became reality in such a short time.

Love yourselves, ave Satan! 🫶

[syscourse-confessions]

The syscourse community deeply worries me. Here is why.

Social media is a sinkhole of what people think it is and what they think others say or mean. We argue with online ideas of someone, never being able to see who's behind the screen. It is dehumanising to look at people this way.

Anti-endo, sysmed, endo, pro-endo, syscourse neutral, taking stances because that's what people think they have to, or else they get shoved into one of these boxes. They're not allowed to, not want to be part of the discourse that is about systems. And if they state that, then they also get shoved into a box that fits their idea of what not wanting to be involved with it.

Syscourse is harmful to any and all sides. People get chewed out for mistakes they have repented for and still get deaththreats about it. People get harassment specific to their trauma because they want to inform people what a symptom CAN look like. People get hated on for sharing facts, or for debunking blatant and harming misinformation.

Since when has POC calling out racism been a "hate attack" from POC?

Since when is disabled people calling out ableism a hate group?

Since when is making up new terminology better fitting someone's experience cringe culture?

Since when has being part of a side been more valuable than the presence they can bring to a group?

Since when has arguing about something online that seriously affects mental health been more important than finding spaces you can feel seen in?

If syscourse does nothing but make you stressed, hurt, frustrated, or unseen, then you don't have to stay in it. You don't have to reply to all messages online mentioning your name. You don't have to speak up for every marginalised community harassment post you come across. You're not a moderator of every platform. Doing what you can doesn't mean doing everything to your ability with all the energy you have for the entire day. Replying to something has a chance of blowing up and harassment coming your way.

If you already had limited energy that day to even reply, then please rather take care of yourself. Hygiene, food, water, the people you love, maybe your pets, the weather outside, maybe groceries you have to do, or just sitting outside. Grab a book, draw, play some video games, call someone you've been planning to call.

The online world is nothing but an oversized bathroom stall where loving and hurtful messages get left by people you'll never recognise even if you meet them.

If syscourse isn't healing you, or helping you in some way, or making you genuinely happy and rested, perhaps consider who you're doing it for. If you're only doing it for others, then I am here to tell you that your value isn't measured by what you put out into the world. You can do everything, doesn't mean you have to. Do what you love, okay?

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