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how many times do you cum a day I’m curious

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Thank you for responding! And honestly, creative freedom! An idea could be y/n (or however you wanna write it) is new to the team and is a little too eager and Tyler has to be that 'in charge' 'voice of reason' when she wants to take too risky of chances(like maybe they're chasing a Tornado and she decided to jump out of the truck way too close, idk) .. But if that doesn't vibe with you, that's totally ok! My fav is when he ends up manhandling y/n or the reader😅

No sense of safety

Tyler owens x gn!reader

Warnings: Reader has no sense of safety keeping tyler on his toes, no description of reader, no mentions of y/n. reader is a little clumsy (mention only) But also saves a cat so it's worth it

A/n: Tysm for this request anon, and thanks for the creative freedom. i based it off the details you gave along with a bit of ideas from me. I really hope you enjoy it and feel free to request more!💖

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Not really proofread but a little is i like wrote this at 1am. sorry for any typos

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The little diner that basically was in the middle of nowhere almost sounded silent, with the only things heard being the clinging off class plates or mugs. seniors mostly seen, and then in the corner the tornado wranglers sat. It was the happiest day for you today because you were new to the team, and excitement was built up deep within you.

You've known Tyler for some time and gotten close to him; he was the one who brought you to the world of tornado chasing, and you were glad he did. You enjoyed the science behind it and how many different ways someone could tell a tornado was forming, the speed of wind, and a ton more.

But when you become excited for something, you tend to lose all knowledge of safety. getting too eager to start the job and have fun, but of course Tyler knew you and how you got so the night before today he sat you down and told you the rules and not to forget any of them. which you replied to him you wouldn't.

Soon a hand landed on your shoulder, looking up; it was Tyler standing up and looking at everybody. "Alright folks, today's the day we get some tornados!" The table cheered quietly in knowledge of others in the little diner trying to enjoy a meal. "And don't forget our safety rules." Tyler mentioned your name at the end, making sure it kept snug in your memory forever.

You just gave Tyler a nod in return, a little embarrassed since Tyler had obviously told the crew on how you got when too in the moment and excited. Taking one last sip of your water before heading out to the truck and the rest of the vehicles. Taking one of the monitors, you began to calibrate and made sure it was ready for whatever was ahead for today. 

"So you ready to join in the fun and chaos?" Looking over to see Boone approaching with the camera in hand. You'd always liked Boone; his humor was quite enjoyable, and he always made sure to capture the good moments for the viewers to see, but then he also knew what not to show. "Yeah, I am really pumped and ready." Not really having enough words to express, you just kept your response short. 

"It'll be fun, I promise, and the viewers always love new people who join. Perhaps you'll be the new star." He lets out a chuckle from his comment. Within seconds, Tyler appears, "New star? already plannin' for their future boone?" Placing his hands on his hips, his arm muscles clearly showing through the sleeves of his shirt. You'd admit to yourself only that he definitely was good-looking. "Yep, you know me gotta’ plan for everything. I know a star when I see one."

You felt very welcome by everybody and already felt like a star. Perhaps they were just boosting your confidence, but you enjoyed every part. recalling how you told your parents you joined the tornado wranglers with a big smile across your face and your parents held concerned looks. 

"No need to boost me that high, Boone; nobody really knows me, and they'll have to get to know me first before they decide if they even like me." Your parents always taught you growing up that it takes a while for people to get used to someone new, especially if it's something big.

Tyler let out a huff with a smile before turning his head toward you. "Nah, if I like you and the rest does, then they'll like you back. Don't doubt anything." You let out a laugh before speaking up. "Unless they see me do something stupid." Having moments in the past where you almost set off the fireworks in his truck when he showed you them for the first time or accidently set up the monitor the wrong way, causing it to freeze for a whole hour.

"We all do stupid stuff on streams, like one time i-" Boone began to speak once before Tyler cut him off. "Yeah, don't even continue on that." shrugging it off before nodding, you walked away to get more things needed for this chase. Carefully packing it up in the van and truck, making sure each is tucked away safe and not able to fling around from harsh turns that will come up sooner than later.

It was finally time to get out and start driving. Sitting in the back of the truck with all the equipment that you use to track the weather and tornado levels. "Hey, can you hand me the light for the camera back there? I forgot to replace this one," Boone asked. You just gave a smile in return before your arm moved in front of you, handing him the light, just before you could move. Tyler's hand landed on your wrist tightly, startling you in the process.  

Eyes slowly looking down to see why you realized your hand was close to setting off the fireworks almost once again. Quickly handing the light and bringing your arm back to you, "Sorry, I didn't realize." A wave of embarrassment rushes to you, wanting to sink into the seat and disappear. "It's fine. Just be careful this time. Okay,  we don't have a lot of fireworks on hand this time." He began to drive, his face stern before going to excitement for the camera.

His reaction scared you, thinking quickly that he was upset at you and annoyed. But he wasn't; he was just nervous having you on this chase, knowing how you get, and afraid of you doing anything stupid you'd regret. Slowly looking back at the monitor to show the camera and explaining who you were as well as what's on the screen.

Within minutes, there were so far three tornadoes; they were tiny and didn't really do damage, but I made sure to document them for future reference and further study. "So far, guys, we are getting good results, and you are all seeing this live!" Tyler yelled out loud to boost the viewers and likes. As you wrote down more, trying to make the handwriting more clear than messy, when in a moving car you take notice, Boone asked you a question.

"So why don't you tell them what you're doing as we drive down a boring road?" pointing the camera back at you once more. Blushing a little knowing millions were watching live at this very moment made you hesitate before speaking up. "Well, I work for a weather company, not a big one, but I'm getting every bit of data and tracking info I can get on each tornado that forms or tries to form basically so we can use it whenever something like this happens again, which it will." 

"See guys, they are also smart, so Tyler did good letting them join." Slowly turning the camera back to Tyler and letting you do whatever you needed to do. Enjoying the moment and everything, but your eyes missed the monitor at the moment you were writing. Showing high data of something big and dangerous, then it turned off with no signal shown on the screen.

"That's weird." You picked up the monitor to fix it, but nothing would work. The only thing it would do was turn off, and on displaying the "no signal," it was odd for you at least. "What's the matter?" Tyler spoke, taking a quick glance back to look at you. Glancing up at him before shaking the monitor, "It's not working anymore; it says the signal is lost. I can't see anything at all." 

Just as you tried shaking it, trying anything possible to work, the sky got darker, almost as if it were night. "Are you seeing this or?" Boone spoke up, breaking the silence in the truck, his hands holding the camera tightly. A crackle sound came from the radio that sat on the dashboard. Dani spoke up. "Guys, im saying this now we have to get to safety, um, it appears its going to be a big one."

Suddenly, Tyler hits the gas hard, sending you to fly back into the seat with a huff, the air pushing out harshly. Boone just cheers at the fast driving, while you were silently begging in your head for it to quickly come to an end. 

A small town in the distance appears almost quickly as Tyler continues to speed, the rest of the crew following behind. As Tyler slams on the breaks once again, you fly forward, but the thanks of seatbelts, it was cut. basically choking you, and the only time you were glad about choking.

Just as everyone got out, the wind speeds picked up quickly, chairs blowing away, leafs flying everywhere, and people running to safety. Just as you and the rest began to run to the basement of a store, your eye caught a glimpse of a tiny cat. 

Standing still and looking to the basement entrance and back to the cat, you take a step before a strong hand grips onto you. Looking back to be met with Tyler, "What on earth are you doing?! Do you realize you need to get to safety right now? Even I know that better than half of these people who are just running around!" His face looked harsh and desperate.

"I have too. There's a cat, and I'm not letting it fly up in the air, and if I let that happen, I'd cry forever." Losing your grip, you ran to the cat that stood still in fear; its tail stood straight. Tyler watched you as every second passed, a little annoyed, but he never took his eye off you. Within seconds, the wind picked up, and with the cat in your arms, you struggled to walk. Taking action, Tyler ran to you, and before you could speak, he picked you up tightly and back to the basement of the store.

Tyler put you down carefully and looked at you strongly. "That was a dumb move, and never do that unless you say something before. You can't die on your first day; I won't allow that." A breath of relief left him as he glimpsed down at the poor cat that still shook in fear.

"How about in three days then?" You asked with a smile, your hand slowly petting the cat to comfort it to the best of your ability. "I'll have to see." Just then the power went out, harsh winds

were heard loudly, and the cries of children filled the room, but Barely heard. Out of instinct, Tyler takes you into his grasp, holding you close to him. perhaps to comfort you or himself?

Just as your head turned to meet his, barely making it out with only a tiny emergency light lit the room. It felt as if the wind stopped and nobody was there but the both of you. Tyler leaned in first before his lips met yours in a heated kiss. It only lasted a second before the cat shook more as the emergency light began to flicker.

The tornado and storm lasted two hours before it was alright to get out. Trees everywhere, some stores destroyed, and cars, including Toyota's trusted truck. It was sad to look around as police and paramedics showed up to check up on everyone. You gave the cat to one of them to fully check on the cat."I wanted to apologize for acting harsh at the start of today and a few hours ago." 

"It's alright, Tyler; you just were used to everyone knowing how to do things normally and knowing to get to safety quickly." Stepping closer to him with a soft smile. "You didn't realize is my guess?" he suddenly spoke, which confused you. "realize what?" shaking his head with a sigh, he spoke again. "The tornado was like right there when you ran out to get the cat. That's why I was basically screaming at you."

“Oh.”

[ramayantika]

Chaand chuppa badal mein...

Krishna and Bhaishmi are back. Enjoyyyyyy

Krishna and I have regularly stayed in touch with each other after the train took me away from him and the serene temple towns of Mathura and Vrindavan. We talk a lot on text and sometimes on call in the late hours of the night. I have to quietly sneak out to the balcony. If I am lucky, I get to go to the terrace without waking my parents up. If I am luckier, our schedules match our free time in the evening, and I get to call him in the quiet hours of the evening.

I chose humanities. Ranvit and Bhumi had to pursue science even though Ranvit likes art more. Bhumi was indecisive about what subjects to learn, but she fares well enough in science and mathematics than her brother and me, so she decided to go for the science stream.

Ranvit has to struggle a lot in physics and math though. He takes out his stress through painting and reading about Indian art. One thing I am happy about him is that he did not let go of his art, nor did my uncle and aunt force him to abandon his hobbies. Their condition: “Pursue science. Get admission into a decent engineering college and then keep doing whatever hobby makes you happy. But science and engineering.”

As for me, class ten mathematics had given me enough nightmares. I did well in science, but I had no interest in pursuing it in more detail for the next two years. Those monkey problems from Ranvit’s physics book and large derivations on Bhumi’s notebook had me in shivers. Maasi supports me choosing humanities though, but would never want her children to pursue anything apart from science.

Ranvit and I are in class twelve now. We have our boards and entrance exams next year. Bhumi is new to class eleven but she is able to handle her subjects well enough, better than Ranvit though.

“Busy looking at the moon…?” Krishna’s honeyed voice draws my attention from the golden full moon beaming right back at me. I breathe deeply and sigh. A sheepish smile forms on my lips, and I place my phone on my left ear. “Uh... sorry, but you are right. How did you figure out?”

I can hear his smile through the breath that escapes his lips on the phone call. He is outside too — perhaps staring at the same moon with me.

“I have a golden moon dangling down the dark sky too, but there is somebody else who is ethereal than the moon whom I would like to see, but my fate doesn’t support that.” He sighs. It is a dramatic one. “Guess, I will have to make do with this golden ball of light.”

My cheeks warm and I smile. It is actually a full-fledged grin with my eyes imagining how he would look saying all that in front of me.

I can easily picture a charming lazy smile and a hand moving through his soft wavy locks while he leans closer to me and tucks my hair behind my ear.

A realization strikes me as my eyes glance at the gleaming moon once again. I am badly whipped for this guy.

“Bhaishmi?” I hear him question.

“Yes. I am here only. Am I audible?”

“Did I get you flustered?”

“Shut up.”

“Yay!”

“You are an idiot.”

“Only for you.”

We don’t say anything for a minute. I can hear him breathing. It is a faint sound, though. I like this comfortable silence. I do not feel restless to hold a conversation forcibly.

Krishna’s voice from the other side enters my ear. “I composed a new tune.” He pauses for a brief second before continuing. “I would like you to hear it.”

My heart picks its pace. It has been a while since I have heard him play flute to me. The last time it happened, we were on the terrace at Yashodhara’s house before we left for our separate ways.

“I would love to.”

“Wow. Cool. I will quickly fetch it. By the way,” I hear a tone of hesitancy in his voice, “are you okay if I play it to you on video call?”

I slap my palm over my lips to contain my excited laughter. Breathing in deeply, I nod and reply, “Yes. I am alone at my society’s terrace.”

“Okay!” He drags ‘okay’ with happiness for ten seconds and disconnects the voice call.

A minute later, my screen lights up with a pretty aesthetic profile photo of Krishna. I slide the green call sign upwards and receive the call.

An excited Krishna waves at me before placing the phone on his table. It is 11.30 PM and he looks as fresh as a lily flower, with a good outfit on top. A cream polo shirt with half sleeves that proudly boasted his toned arms and dark blue trousers.

I fan my face, pretending that I am adjusting my loose hair from my ponytail. After all, he can’t make out that I am fanning invisible hair strands around my face.

He sits on his chair and pushes himself along with the chair slightly backwards to place himself and his flute in the frame, his flute placed near his lips, a place I had been to a year before. The fateful kiss on the evening of Holi seared through my memory, and I blinked hard to bring my focus back on Krishna.

“Ready?” He asks.

I nod quietly while hiding my blush at witnessing the handsome sight in front of me.

He begins by playing a single note that sounds meditative to me. It is a slow but soothing beginning. I can imagine the moon and the cool breeze blowing around me. A few more slow music tunes flow through his flute, and I observe his face.

Krishna always appears so serene while playing the flute. He is at peace. Each of his facial muscles lie in a relaxed state except the slight curl of his lip. It appears like a soft subtle knowing smile, like that of a talented artist well aware of his craft and the hold he has over his cherished audience.

This time he plays a slow melody, as if taking time to express each emotion through every note. The rise and fall in volume and scale expresses a story of its own. It is hypnotizing.

There is yearning, loads of it. The tunes tug at my heart, as if calling my name. Krishna gently sways. It is a graceful motion. Well, Krishna is perfection incarnate. He is a natural performer.

My eyes close on their own. I can see myself dancing in my head to his music. I once dreamt that I was dancing to his music, only for him, for his eyes to see me and my art, just like he played the flute to me those two nights, only for me.

The yearning melody transforms to a slightly fun tune, as if teasing a beloved to proclaim their love, until it begins expressing bashfulness and devotion. God, he was truly a talented artist. He ought to be on bigger stage shows than post some one minute videos on Instagram and play his genius tunes for my ears to listen.

At one point, the music peaks. I feel my eyes moisten and my heart full with nostalgia, yearning and may I add this secretly: Love. A very tender love blooming like a lotus in the early hours of the morning when its warm golden rays caress its petals, coaxing it awake very gently.

It ends and my eyes fly open. I smile — this time not out of shyness, but of genuine admiration. I wonder if he can see my glazed eyes.

“Oh my, are you crying?”

I shrug my shoulders and blink those tears away. “Have I told you that your music is very moving? It easily makes someone too attached to it. It is like a spell.”

This time Krishna smiles shyly and scratches the back of his head. “Glad you liked it.”

Liked? The word loved too would be an understatement. I don’t say that out loud though. I answer with one of my pretty smiles.

Krishna twirls the flute around his fingers when I see him lean closer towards the screen, his eyebrows furrowed as if trying to focus on something. “Are you wearing my peacock chain?”

I pick the pecock pendant around my neck. “Yes, I keep it around my neck most of the time.”

“So, you still wear it every day.”

I nod with a hum and fiddle with the pendant. It used to be a part of Krishna’s beloved flute until he decided that it would better suit as a parting gift for a girl he met on a train than a beautiful adornment for his musical companion.

His eyes go thoughtful instead of the slightly smug playful expression he bears to mess with my heart with his relentless flirty lines. Krishna’s lips curl beautifully upwards. He is smiling to himself and I don’t question him why.

I know the answer to it.

He brings himself near to his phone. I can see more of his pretty face with more clarity. “The gods did hear my prayer after a long time. I got to see my girl prettier than the moon.”

Rolling my eyes, I reply, “Your flattery continues even though it is past midnight.” Secretly, I preen when I hear him say ‘my girl.’

I am a simple girl. I hear a sweet and charming guy call me as his; I melt into a puddle.

“Flattery for you, sweetheart. For me, it is the truth.”

And like that, my friends, I go quiet except the thudding heart inside my chest.

“So, how are you up this late, Bhaishmi,” He asks, tilting his head. “Your mother makes you sleep by this time.”

Shifting my phone towards my other hand, I flex my right hand a little to ease the stiffness in my wrist and answer, “My parents are out of town. They are visiting a relative’s wedding and will be back a day after tomorrow.”

Krishna’s dark eyes widen in surprise. “So, you are home alone for two whole days.”

Mustering up some courage, I add, “And two whole nights.”

He places his cheek on his palm. He looks like a lovesick fool, a very adorable one at that as he asks, “So, no interruption for two whole nights?”

“Nope.”

He hoots loudly before looking alarmingly at the door. Turning back towards me, he says softly, “Head back to your room then Bhaishmi. You are alone and you must not linger around late at night, especially on a dark terrace.”

I get up from my spot and walk towards the door. My hand accidentally hits the steel door. It creaks in an eerie tone, making the both of us jump.

I jog down the stairs with light feet as images of terrifying ghosts chasing me fill my head, and rush inside my warm cozy room.

“Did you lock the door properly?” Krishna asks.

I nod while curling myself in my cozy pink coloured blanket. My eyes close at the comfort surrounding me followed by the urge to fall asleep right away thanks to the mental exhaustion of being up late at nights for studies and projects for my school.

“Should we do a virtual sleepover thingy? You are sleepy.” Krishna points out.

I laugh and lay my head on my fluffy pillow. “I don’t have enough data pack for that.”

Krishna walks to his bed and covers himself with his blanket. His voice goes soft. He should sing me some lullabies, and I would fall asleep like a baby.

“Go to sleep, Bhaishmi. Try visiting me in my dreams.” He says with a teasing grin.

I smile in content instead of blushing hard. His face and his beautiful eyes are the last thing I see before my call screen changes to my lock screen wallpaper.

A ping awakens my tired eyes. My screen lights up.

“Goodnight Bhaishmi❤️. Sweet dreams.” There is a heart emoji beside my name. It is a red heart this time.

I wonder if he accidentally sent the red heart, since we generally stick to pink and blue ones.

Another ping.

“I will try to visit you in your dreams ;)” He adds a winking emoticon and a laughing emoji.

I grin and press my palm to my forehead before sending a text.

‘Goodnight Krishna 🩷🩷’

I don’t mention the part where I tell him that he has been in my dreams quite often.

--xxx---

Taglist: @ma-douce-souffrance (idk if you are using tumblr. you still haven't read the full series for this, but i am tagging in case you find this in the future hehe byeee) @jessbeinme15 @manwalaage @inexhaustible-sources-of-magic (hii sakhii) @krishna-priyatama @krsnaradhika

I kinda forgot the taglist for this fic. Many have different user ids now. Let me know if you all want to be tagged for krishna fics

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Title: Unexpected Surprises

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Sheldon Cooper stood in the middle of their living room, his mind buzzing with ideas. He tapped his chin thoughtfully, trying to come up with the perfect surprise for Leonard. It had to be something thoughtful, something Leonard would appreciate deeply.

After pacing back and forth for what felt like hours, Sheldon finally settled on an idea that he believed was both practical and heartfelt. He grabbed his laptop and began typing furiously, researching and planning every detail meticulously.

Meanwhile, Leonard was in the kitchen, completely oblivious to Sheldon's scheming. He hummed to himself while preparing dinner, his mind occupied with work and upcoming experiments at the university. Little did he know, Sheldon was concocting something that would soon turn their evening upside down—in the best possible way.

As the evening approached, Sheldon's excitement grew. He set everything up with precision, ensuring that every aspect of the surprise was perfect. He double-checked the details, making sure nothing was overlooked.

When Leonard finally joined him in the living room, Sheldon greeted him with a wide, almost nervous smile. "Leonard, I have something for you," he announced, his voice tinged with a hint of anticipation.

Curious, Leonard raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Sheldon?"

Sheldon motioned towards the couch, where he had set up a small projector. "Sit down," he instructed, his eyes twinkling with excitement.

Intrigued, Leonard obeyed, settling beside Sheldon as he activated the projector. A slideshow began to play on the wall, accompanied by soft music—a compilation of their moments together over the years. There were pictures of them at Comic-Con, snapshots from their travels, and candid shots from everyday life in their apartment.

Leonard watched in awe as each image appeared, a nostalgic smile spreading across his face. He glanced at Sheldon, his heart swelling with affection. "Sheldon, this is... amazing," he murmured, touched by the effort and thoughtfulness behind the surprise.

But Sheldon wasn't done yet. As the slideshow came to an end, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. He held it out to Leonard, his gaze earnest. "I wanted to give you something special," he explained softly.

Leonard took the box, his hands trembling slightly. He opened it to find a beautifully crafted necklace—a miniature replica of the DNA double helix, a symbol of their shared passion for science and their intertwined lives.

Speechless, Leonard looked up at Sheldon, his eyes shimmering with emotion. "Sheldon, I... I don't know what to say," he admitted, his voice choked with gratitude.

Sheldon smiled gently, his own emotions bubbling just beneath the surface. "You don't have to say anything, Leonard. I just wanted to show you how much you mean to me," he replied sincerely.

Leonard leaned forward, enveloping Sheldon in a heartfelt embrace. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice filled with love and appreciation.

As they held each other, surrounded by memories and the warmth of their bond, Sheldon knew that his surprise had been a success. Sometimes, the greatest gifts were not the grand gestures, but the moments shared and cherished between two people who understood each other more deeply than words could convey.

And as they sat together, basking in the glow of their love and the quiet beauty of the evening, Sheldon couldn't help but feel a profound sense of contentment. Leonard was his greatest experiment, his most precious discovery—and he wouldn't trade their relationship for anything in the world.

Together, they watched the stars through the window, knowing that their journey was just beginning—a journey filled with surprises, laughter, and the infinite wonders of their shared universe.

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**Author's Note:** I hope you enjoyed this Shelnard fanfiction! If you have any more ideas or scenes you'd like to explore, feel free to let me know!

[decaffeinatedgalaxyprince]

ground rules: default safeword is 'safeword' or stoplight colors 'red' or 'yellow light', or if i need to communicate something but don't feel the need to stop the scene entirely, i'll use parentheses to (talk like this) sometimes

(updated sept 2024) i'm a switch, age early 30s, central US time zone, nonbinary they/them trans & bi. gender neutral terms usually preferred, or androgynous-masc, or ask. i love interaction; anons, asks, reblogs, and replies are all good! dms not so much, the msg system doesn't like me, and i prefer keeping things semi-public here until i know someone better. introduce yourself & share your limits too, especially titles and pet names. i fucking love those

i have an omo server on discord called the cuddle puddle. main rules: 18+ obviously, no age regre/ssion kinks, no ince/st kinks, no abuse kinks, no 'momm/y' or 'dadd/y' titles or roleplay, no sexualizing littles or fictional kids, no 'bab/yfur'. introduce yourself to get access to the main channels. invite here: https://discord.gg/9pZXvB2N2A

top tier fantasies: being denied permission to pee, especially if it's until i beg/admit that i'm going to have an accident if i don't get permission. being told what to drink. being told to hold it all 'or else'. being told to leak a little. having to ask permission to cross my legs or hold my crotch. being told if i can't hold it/obey whatever holding rule, i'll be punished: i love funishment oh my god. i love being threatened with no toilet breaks or with lots more drinks and nowhere to relieve myself. praise! praise + humiliation!

also great: bondage. sexual omo. sharing fantasies. someone describing accidents or their own relief to make my desperation more urgent. talking about how full i must be and how much i'd love to pee. multiple doms giving me attention. multiple subs holding with me, competing for attention. sensory play. pressing or massaging my full bladder. mild intox.

good: being told what to wear. teasing about waterfalls, water sounds, etc. fantasies about consensual public stuff. golden showers. light s&m. sounding. humiliation. holding contests. peeing somewhere besides a toilet. holding a long time. rapid desp. making me admit/explain what i want in detail.

ok: 'you only want to pee, you don't need to.' some ws. measuring capacity (it's a lot. and therefore kind of a pain to measure)

ask first: 'you don't need to pee, you're not desperate, you just think you are' gaslight type teasing. unrealistic hold goals. holding indefinitely without a goal. short term no touch. pleasure denial / joi. piss drinking. overstim.

no: diap. actual oppression or abuse dressed as kink, including under/age inc/est & non/con. orgasm denial. most hard s&m.

i'm a fat transmasc with a fat trans dick and a sopping wet cunt. my ass is cute too (and very fuckable). gender neutral, masc, or androgynous language prefered. you can switch it up, i'll let you know if i like/dislike something or you can ask. i love talking to people, even if you don't want to talk about sex or bdsm explicitly. i live in an apartment so i can't really do jumping jacks at 3am.

i have a wand vibe, several toys and plugs, a stand to pee funnel, and a decent amount of bondage supplies that you should also feel free to ask me about

other kinks, rough tier list of things that i do like:

S: omorashi, bondage, begging, voice, praise, wholesome, humiliation, DP, clothed sex

A: d/s, roleplay, anal, oral, frottage, dry humping, sounding, wax play, temperature play, sensory play, boots, masks, exhibitionism, leather, terato, science/lab roleplay

B: ws, uniforms, object insertion, body worship, lingerie, dacryphilia, light intox, jeans

C: petplay, feet, s&m

now go forth and tell me to hold my pee 🥰

[writing-with-rianneth]

Writblr Introduction

(My full avatar pic, made using @elequinoa's character maker)

Hello there! I'm kind of a new writer on Tumblr. I had a writblr account a few years ago before I deleted all my social media, but now I'm back with a new account! So, allow me to reintroduce myself and my writing:

My name is Rianneth (she/her) and I'm a writer from the South United States. I'm a college student in my early 20s currently studying English and Creative Writing. I plan to start a master's program in Library & Information Sciences next year and hopefully become a librarian someday, and the main thing I've always wanted is to be an author.

My biggest focus is on novel writing. I've written a couple novels before, and I want to one day publish the novel I'm currently working on. I also write short fiction, and occasionally dabble in poetry, though I prefer reading poetry to writing it. My favorite genres are fantasy, science fiction, gothic, and horror, and I love blending those genres to create my stories.

My main WIP is a character-driven adult gothic high fantasy novel. I'm in the early stages of worldbuilding and putting together a (very) rough draft. The magic system is built around knowledge and science in a world that's still scientifically in the medieval period. It has a queer romance, though I wouldn't quite consider it a romance novel. The story is very heavy, but not pointlessly so, and not without ample opportunity for the fun, happy, sweet, and beautiful to shine through. Keeping it vague for now as I develop my ideas more fully lol.

I don't completely know yet what I want to post on here, but I'd love to share more details about my WIP as I go. I may even post excerpts when I feel confident enough/when scenes are revised enough. But mostly I want to just get involved with the writing community again. I want to talk about writing progress, ideas, advice, or whatever else comes to mind.

I'm looking for people to follow and chat writing with, so absolutely feel free to reply/send me a message! I'm excited to be back!

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

Get to Know the Unknowable!!

14 DEC 2023 Lest I ever forget this momentous day

Hey so I found a list of weird unambiguous questions so we're doing a get-to-know-the-blogger thing for shits and giggles, which I guess I'll link in my masterlist or something.

Gonna include some blog-driven questions first and then just delve straight into what-the-actual-fuck territory.

Here we goooooooooooo

Fandoms?

One Piece Live Action is the only one I'm actively writing right now, largely for my own sanity. Fandoms I also write for include One Piece anime/manga (of course, though I'm painfully behind), Death Note, Harry Potter, Supernatural, Seven Deadly Sins anime, Durarara!, Chrono Trigger/Chrono Cross, and maybe some others I might remember and add later or something. Feel free to make a random ask request for literally anything listed, there's a chance I might end up responding to it. But OPLA is my hyperfixation at the moment, with a little spice added here and there from manga. I make my own canon, don't like it then sail on.

Genres?

Oh fuck me up, I will write any genre. My original work is primarily horror, sometimes with a touch or fantasy or science fiction, almost always with a splash of crime. Fanfiction often revolves around romance, but if you want something niche, DEAR GODS TELL ME I WANT TO PARTAKE especially if it's horror please ask me to write horror

Reply time to ask requests?

My life is very chaotic right now, and thus therefore also is my reply time. Do not get disheartened if I write a few headcanons and/or a one-shot or two before I get to your request. Writing is very much a coping mechanism for me, so I write what I feel. That does NOT mean I'm not interested in your request, it just means that I want to make sure I'm in the right mindset to do it justice because I love you people and the fact that you like the shit I'm shoveling makes me so unreasonably happy.

Are you really an ageless unknowable horror?

Yes. We get into fandoms, too. Eternity gets fucking boring okay don't judge. Especially when your bff has been napping for LITERAL CENTURIES WOULD YOU WAKE UP ALREADY YOU TENTACLED DIPSHIT I'M STARTING TO RELATE TO THESE MORTALS AND IT'S UNCOMFORTABLE

What is the most ridiculous nightmare you have ever had?

Actually I wrote a whole ass horror story about it, which I might share here someday. So there was this epidemic of huge windstorms one night that knocked out the power in a handful of small towns around the world. Then the next day there were these weird little black rocks, oval shaped, about an two inches long and one inch wide. Smooth like river rocks with a white line running through them, just scattered around the towns here and there. Not super noticeable, not tons of them, but just enough that they looked out of place. If one came in contact with your skin, e.g. you picked one up or kicked one up into your shoe, you'd get this weird little pinprick of pain just behind your left shoulder. Three nights later, at precisely 2:43 in the morning (nonidea why, but it was 2:43, Inwill never forget that), you hear footsteps. Quick footsteps, small footsteps, coming toward wherever you happen to be, and then you're asleep. Then you wake up the next missing a limb or an organ, no signs of any injury or surgery or anything, just like it was never there to begin with (and obviously if itbwas a major organ then you never woke up again at all). There was a lot more detail, the dream was like living in some weird sci-fi horror movie, and it was so vivid that when I woke up from it I literally sat up and jerked away all my covers to make sure I still had all my limbs.

Tell us an embarrassing story.

Seventh grade. Close to the end of the school year. Was reading a book (I think it was The Shining), had one of my ankles crossed over my other knee, didn't realize I was somehow pinching a nerve. Had to stand up at end of class period, and one of my legs had gone completely numb. I stood, took one step, went down like a sack of bricks. The group of boys who used to bully me were all in the class and spent at least a month mocking the spectacle. Still think about that sometimes.

Explain an inside joke you have with a friend or family member.

Any time hubs and I go out together for any reason, one of us inevitably does Rick Sanchez voice "And awwwAAAAAyyy we gooo" before we leave the driveway. No idea how this started. No idea when it will end. I have a feeling we'll still be doing this into our 80s with no idea why.

Tell me your life story in exactly one sentence.

"Oh no, not again."

What is the strangest coincidence that ever happened to you?

Went to the beach when I was seventeen. Was sitting out on the boardwalk playing guitar by myself because toxic family members were doing nothing but argue and fight in our hotel room, I literally just walked out and no one noticed for hours. Was super peaceful. Got into a conversation with two strangers who had just met each other as well and were hanging out, two kind elderly men. As we were talking, I found out that one of them was from my very small hometown in New York and had moved to the beach recently; and the other was from the very small town I lived in at that present time in South Carolina, and had recently moved to the beach. Both of them had moved there at around the same time. I still think about that a lot.

What is your favorite random fact?

Pineapple eats you while you eat it.

What is your useless talent?

I can bend the top joint of all of my fingers without bending the second joint, a la Sith Force Lightning. Arguably it makes me better at music, but I've never had to bend my fingers like that playing guitar, so I disagree.

What is the strangest food combination you enjoy?

I literally have no idea. I'm a tremendous foodie and "strange" is relative when you're willing to eat literally anything put in front of you at least one time just to experience it.

What would you name your heavy metal band?

Plastic Peanutbutter

If you could choose one superpower, what would it be?

Invisibility, so people would like just leave me alone seriously I'm antisocial as shit just give me peace and quiet (not internet people, you guys are cool af)

What is your strangest irrational fear?

Gamma Ray Bursts. Do yourself a favor amd don't Google it. I spent literally two years of middle school fucking petrified of that shit. It still gets under my skin if I think about it too long now.

Describe your most eccentric family member.

It me! 😁 or maybe my niece, but she's basically my personality twin so either way.

Have you ever met a celebrity? Which celebrity would you like to meet?

Nope. But I really would love to have coffee with Stephen King and just talk about life. His On Writing memoir changed everything I thought about writing, taught me that imposter syndrome was a thing, and that even the most talented and successful artists have it. Really I just want to thank him.

What is the craziest thing you ever did on a dare?

Got a tattoo. It's a skeleton key, on the outer side of my right thigh. I have another, but I got that one on a dare. Basically just because why not, and I literally forget it's there sometimes and sort of jump when I notice it.

What is the grossest thing you would do for $100?

Probably eat something super weird. Will literally try anything once, food-wise. In fact I'll usually try it twice, just to be sure.

What songs are on the soundtrack to your life?

Don't ask me that, we'll be here all goddamned year. A few right off hand though are "Doesn't Remind Me" by Audioslave, "This Train Don't Stop There Anymore" by Elton John, "What it's Like" by Everlast, "Gone Away" by The Offspring, and "Vienna" by Billy Joel. I'm also unreasonably hyperfixated on The Fratellis right now because I suddenly remembered they existed a few months ago after more than ten years not hearing them at all and now I know almost their entire discography by heart. They're my feel-good band right now and pretty much all I'm listening to. Yes, there definitely is something wrong with me.

What actor would you choose to play you in your biopic?

Samuel L. Jackson. My life requires hefty use of the word "motherfucker." He might need a wig or two but I think he can handle it.

What is your go-to karaoke song?

I've never karaoked, but probably something from Chris Cornell, Ella Fitzgerald, Jewel, or Fleetwood Mac. Or "American Pie" by Don McLean.

If you were a superhero, who would be your archnemesis?

Probably myself rofl kinda don't like me very much

Create and describe an undercover alias.

Fancy black bowler hat, and a pair of those joke glasses with an attached giant nose and mustache. But like, be completely and totally serious about it, to the point that people are afraid to question you.

What is your most random impulse buy?

Death Note manga, complete box set. I was seventeen. I had money. Many years later and I do not regret it at all and it sits very close to my bedside.

What did you do as a teenager that makes you cringe now?

Let bullying bother me.

What would your warning label say?

"CONTENTS HIGHLY UNSTABLE, DO NOT TOUCH MIGHT TAKE OVER THE KNOWN UNIVERSE ON CONTACT or possibly cry hard to tell"

What is your guilty pleasure?

I don't think I have one. If it brings you happiness, don't waste your time being guilty about it. Just enjoy it and kick anyone who makes fun of you for it directly in the shin-bone. Actually don't do that just ignore them I'm not into violence.

What emoji do you use most often?

Combination of 🙄😒 to signify eyerolling.

Does your family practice any unusual practices?

Does emotional unavailability count asking for a friend

A genie grants you the ability to have infinite amounts of one item. What is it?

Guitar strings. Please. Dear sweet fuck PLEASE

What is your favorite joke?

A big moron and a little moron sit on a bridge. Which one falls off?

The big moron. Because the other one was a little more on.

Aaaaaahahaha

What is the best Halloween costume you ever wore?

Pirate. Always. I have so many clothes tucked in my closet and jewelry hidden away that are strictly there for the sole purpose of putting together an impromptu pirate costume it's honestly kind of sad honestly

What is the most awkward situation you ever found yourself in?

My very very religious mother-in-law noticing that I have a tattoo on my forearm...after SEVEN YEARS. Awkward af, but it was also hilarious.

What is the most ridiculous thing you believed as a child?

My older brother once told me when I was very young that vehicles move by rolling over and over end to end so fast that you don't know it's happening, and crashes happen when they hit a rock or a crack in the road the wrong way. I spent TWO YEARS secretly terrified of getting in a car before finally asking my mom about it and she just sort of sighed and said "oh god please stop listening to your brother"

What is the most outrageous lie you told a child?

I don't know Santa or something? I've got a ton of nieces and nephews. I try not to lie to kids, apart from letting them think magic exists for as long as possible, because everyone deserves to believe that.

What is the dumbest way you injured yourself?

Broke my pinky toe, because my dog got under my foot and I didn't want to step on her paw by accident so I jerked the wrong way

How do you waste time most often?

Probably napping. But given I have trouble sleeping at night that's sorta necessary or something I guess.

[yanderepuck]

Ikevamp where almost everything is the same, except the mansion has a huge social media following.

It's modern day. Some of the residents have managed to get quite a following online which isn't the greatest thing for a vampire to do.

Leonardo has started painting again and posts on Instagram quite a bit. He does a lot of detailed digital art now however. He loves that his canvas can be huge and he can zoom in and get super detailed. Even more detailed than he could with a real brush. He even creates his own brushes and just gives them out for free online so anyone can use them.

Vincent also does a lot of art. It's still actual paintings but he's gotten creative with how he creates things. It took him a while to learn TikTok but he's basically got the hang of it now and loves doing art trends. (I found this artist and I feel like Vincent would 100% try to do something like this)

Leonardo and Vincent also do a lot of collabs, and no one has caught onto them living together, even if Vincent takes pictures and Leonardo is in the background working on a Wacom. Brush also has his own insta. They also do Pinterest DIYs and get hooked on random things. They could basically have a DIY Youtube channel at this point.

Mozart went viral without trying. It was all by accident. It happened on Vine too. He doesn't know what to post on Instagram or TikTok, if anything he just goes live and starts playing. It started with him getting into an argument online about someone playing something wrong so he replied with a video of him doing it himself to teach them, and it just blew up.

Theo follows so many artists it's insane. He's got connections like it's no one's business so he is 100% willing to help artists with what they want to accomplish. But because of social media and things going viral, it also sorta makes his job slightly harder because people can now just sell their art without needing an art dealer. He really loves to help college art students.

Arthur calls everyone by their actual name and once a week there is a segment of finding a sleeping Da Vinci in random places. He's got a fairly large following because of his looks and probably accent but he'll take it. But he definitely puts his life on social media without much of a thought. He has a separate page for supernatural things and going to haunted locations with Dazai.

NOW DAZAI??? MEME PAGE but also random life hacks??? Gotta show off the farm. And the koi pond. Now let's have story time. It's just anything and everything.

Oh Theo also takes food pics and talks about small not well known bakeries everywhere he goes and tells you what's the best to try which helps their business a lot.

Charles also posts random things, but they are also somehow cohesive??? He likes to post things about the city. He's def a fashion boy and posts his look on his story everyday.

Isaac is probably the next Bill Nye. Its not really social media that he has but random studying tips and science facts. Dazai and Arthur would somehow get him to record some crazy science experiments

[yourdarkstuff]

TF Gun 2: Hoodie

I was in a constant back and forth with my college and could not afford to drop out, as I bargained with the admissions office to help me find a way for me to stay on campus even though it would be impossible to afford. The department then informed me of a program they had been just starting but the details were kept on the low.This concerned me, but I had no choice, I was desperate and couldn’t afford to be kicked out. I asked about the program and was informed that I would be turned into a hoodie as a test subject for a new device that was just created by one of the students on campus. He seemed to have trouble attaining volunteers for his experiment due to the nature of being property. I was scheduled to meet him in the northernmost lab near the end of the science department. When I arrived there was a huge ray centered in the middle of the room, with lights focused around it.

I observed the device, as it looked like nothing too complicated. I noticed various articles of clothing in the room, when all of a sudden the person I was supposed to meet walked in, he looked like your typical nerd stereotype, wearing glasses and casual clothes. He smiled at me and introduced himself as Mike the creator of the ray gun.

Mike stated I see you admiring my creation there, but are you ready to test it out? I reply as ready as I’ll ever be, not having a choice, since I need to comply in order to be in the school. Mike grabs the ray and informs me to stand still, as he blast me I feel myself shrink down and turn into a red cotton hoodie.

Mike then says now for the fun part as he states you see I don’t really like people so I figured, I’ll turn my clothes into people and vice versa. Mike then grabs a similar red hoodie, as he blasts the hoodie it turns into a copy of me, Mike then grabs me and gives me to my duplicate saying looks like the experiment is a success with no one being the  wiser. I am then worn by my own body to be a hoodie for the rest of eternity, but I guess on the brightside I don’t have to leave campus. Here I am now being worn by my former body. This seems a little weird, how fast this ex-hoodie adjusted to my life, but I Mike has been coming over a lot more. I believe he has a thing for my old body, but I’ll never know since I’ll probably be in a closet if anything were to happen. Hopefully, I don't want to end up a cum rag.

Hope you all enjoy, wish this was real definitely need some free college, based on some life event.

[ubpx2]

GUYS!!!!!!!!

(And I mean males)(well er anyone w a penis) 🍆🍆🍆👅👅👅👅👅

🛑🛑⚠��⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️I have a really really important question for y’all!!!⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️🛑🛑🛑

It’s scientific I swear.

So.

You know those beautiful lil cock sucking sluts w tongue piercings, right? If you’ve ever had your cock sucked by a talented cumsleeve who KNOWS how to use her piercing, please answer this question.

Feel free to add any pertinent details.

Please please reblog and share this post!!!! I really need to know the answer to this one, by as many penises as possible.

I swear, it’s for science.

Will link Part 2 here, once written.

Thank you for participating!!!!!!! Inquiring minds need to know this.

I am not above resorting to bribery to get more replies to this, so anyone replying who wants a lil sumthin sumthin for using their hard earned time to respond, dm with what you would like as my humble show of gratitude and appreciation.. your options - 1: control of my lush including sound clip of my response to it 2: pic of my vertical hood piercing 3: tits tits tits

[ranseur]

Hiya! Thanks for responding to my poll about Dead Dove Do Not Eat tags! I have a follow up question for you, because your angle is one I knew was common, but I haven’t seen laid out in the responses to my poll (except for you!!! Thank you!!!). Are you aware of the origins of the phrase? (From an episode of Arrested Development.) Again, thanks so much for replying, and in such detail!! I really appreciate your contribution to Science. (Aka, my dumbass curiosity.)

Hellooo @aurorasulphur! Thanks very much for facilitating this very scholarly and scientific survey. Also thanks for reading my response. I'm glad my take isn't so uncommon! I'm sorry in advance for subjecting you to read another wall of text where I explain my silly thoughts. (Obligatory Disclaimer: These are only my personal preferences that I'll try to put in words. Anyone may feel free to disagree. I primarily want to explain why I think it's important to have a tag that means 'dark fic in general'.)

Yes, I'm aware of the origins! (Arrested Development is such a funny show.) I debated mentioning in my tags that I knew it, but they were already so long;;; And I had thoughts related to it.

From what I understand, the punchline in the original gag was 'this is exactly what the label (on the tin) says; what did you expect.’ Which is the popular definition from the poll, and again maybe I’m picky about the wording but it’s not the definition I prefer. We already use a tag to emphasize the provided tags ('READ THE TAGS') and a tag to strongly advise viewer discretion ('Don't Like Don't Read). Personally, I broadly define Dead Dove: Do Not Eat (DD:DNE) as 'Dark/Horror Fic- that may or may not criticize itself or be specified', because I’ve only seen DD:DNE used on AO3 to tag dark fic. So in effect, the tag itself is the ‘label on the tin’. Also I think- regardless of what the tag is- readers forfeit their right to complain when tropes that they dislike are properly tagged but they choose to read the fic anyway. I think it's a readers responsibility to check tags. And if writers forget to tag some warnings, DD:DNE could be a useful catch-all, fail-safe tag to have for dark fic in general. (An aside, I also think the symbolism of a dead dove is apt for dark themes, and DD:DNE intuitively reads as a warning, like, 'Don't Dead: Open Inside' from TWD.)

I’ll be the first to point out that my 'dark fic' definition has a flaw, right, because the fics that people tag as DD:DNE will vary depending on where they personally draw the line on what is dark or problematic. I think defining the moral lines of ‘what is problematic’ is a bigger discussion that can’t be fixed by defining one tag; but I still think the vagueness of DD:DNE can be a feature, not a bug. In order to be as clear as possible, many writers tag additional warnings. And even though DD:DNE is almost always accompanied by tags affiliated with dark fic, I think DD:DNE by itself can indicate dark tone more universally than other content warning tags. I think DD:DNE establishes the genre of the story rather than emphasizing the accuracy of tags, on the grounds that sometimes problematic or ‘content warning’ tags can be accurate and true without being dead doves.

For example, a common problematic tag like 'kidnapping'. This tag might mean the fic is a saucy bodice ripper, in which the kidnappee is never really harmed or in danger because they're supposed to melt the heart of the villain. Even though the scenario is an indulgent romantic fantasy, it's still kidnapping, so the tag is accurate. But if a fic is tagged 'kidnapping, DD:DNE’ then, to me, that has an entirely different implication; it means the holodeck safey protocols are turned off (ie, within the fictional story- the setting is no longer a romanticized fantasy; the kidnapper will be cruel, the kidnappee will be in pain, etc.) In this example, tagging ‘DD:DNE’ doesn't emphasize the latter story to be 'more kidnap-y' than the former, but rather it sets the tone; it's going to be a dark story while the former is raunchy romance. Also, if tagged, people who want to read the former fic can safely filter out DD:DNE without filtering out ‘kidnapping’.

Another example- some media properties, like horror films/games, are already loaded with problematic or dark tropes that are canon and expected in the fan content (eg, zombie media with body horror and gore and cannibalism). Readers might be accustomed to seeing canon-typical dark/horror tropes in that fandom. And if some tags, that are usually affiliated with dark fics, fail to express how the tone of a dark setting will be even more dark, then DD:DNE might be used to say ‘this is on another level’.

All said- the definition of DD:DNE that I prefer is useful as an umbrella term to warn readers of dark content. I'm sure there are a dozen ways to tag my above examples differently and still achieve the same results; I just think one tag is easy to filter. Also, the tag really doesn't have to be DD:DNE anyway; theoretically in an alternate timeline where Arrested Development never made the 'dead dove' gag, people still would have found a way to tag dark fic warnings. I think writers who don't know the DD:DNE tag, or choose not to use it, have flagged their fics with tags like 'Bad Ending' or 'Not Safe Not Sane' or just 'Dark'.

So, in my humble opinion, the DD:DNE definition based on the original context of the Arrested Development gag ('i tagged X: believe it!') is technically correct, but misses the point for me. My focus is on the context of AO3 tags and gaps in writer/reader communication. I prefer DD:DNE used as a broad term for genre of very dark or horror centered fic, because I believe reliable tags help us to curate our online experiences. By having clear expectations, we can keep our online sandboxes safer for everyone.

[fatedevour]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. ( REPOST DO NOT REBLOG ! )

♢  —     NAME:    Irene

♢  —     PRONOUNS:   she/her

♢  —     PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION:    discord mainly, although tumblr IMS is honestly fine as well.

♢  —     NAME OF MUSE(S):   Dottore (Prime segment mainly, but Gamma and Theta segments are also present on the blog by request so-) 

♢  —     EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?):   Ooo I’ve probably been roleplaying for about 16 years? give or take a bit, though the beginning was very much the cringe script-writing type but it was on an online game so that’s my defense. Tumblr has been about 7-8 years?

♢  —     PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED:   Skype, Tumblr, Quizilla/Quotev, WolfQuest, etc.

♢  —     BEST EXPERIENCE: Oh that’s really hard. A lot really would just be the friends I’ve made. Some fandoms are super welcoming and I did really enjoy that. Genshin has been very welcoming to me too which i was pleasantly surprised and thankful for.

♢  —     RP PET PEEVES/DEALBREAKERS:    Uhh. I guess trying to make my muse soft/force them out of character? I write a lot of villains and I stay very true to their nature as best i can. Or forcing headcanons onto my muse without asking/discussing it with me. Other than that I really can’t think of any? 

♢  —     FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT:   I love angst, although Dottore isn’t very easily a muse for that, or any of these three really. For him its a lot more dark themes. But! In regards, I do love angst. Fluff can be nice but i don’t feel I’m very good at it except for a very, very rare occasion. And smut can be fun to write honestly, because there can be a lot more than just the physical acts, there can be a lot of room to explore thoughts and characters understanding & exploring of each other/themselves in a way.

♢  —     PLOTS OR MEMES:  Honestly I tend to be more memes, especially to first establish some writing, but I do enjoy plotting as well! So long as its not like every single tiny detail of the thread, but overal dynamics or thread ideas & exploration im down for!!

♢  —     LONG OR SHORT REPLIES:   I do both honestly. It just depends a little bit. Short ones are nice for when i have less energy but I also really enjoy long ones! Especially because Dottore rambles when science comes up. So both, both are good. 

♢  —     BEST TIME TO WRITE:   Whenever honestly. I am :) unfortunately still trying to find a job so other than errands and chores, I tend to have a lot of free time usually.

♢  —     ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): UH. Maybe on SOME things? I was a biology major and often was the person to toss scientific ideas to my teachers that would stump them (and one had a doctorate so im rather proud of that- ironically it did have to do with cell regeneration) ended up switching my bachelor degree but I am contemplating going back for a Masters in Biology (Ecology and Evolution specifically). BUT I HAVE MORALS UNLIKE DOTTORE. Uhh. I do tend to lean more logical than emotional most of the time, do end to stay in certain roooms/spots. And i love questioning/exploring/learning new things. But not to his degree. There’s probably a few more things but so some things yes but others drastically no. 

tagged by: @rosemourne​ (thank you!!)

tagging: i dont know who hasn’t done this yet, so if you haven’t, im tagging you.

[kill-your-poets]

Hey I saw that you were doing a foundation course in forensic science at Kent, and I wanna know how expensive it is and if its worth it cuz I've been considering the same uni for a forensics bacherlors T^T^T^T I'm an international student btw

Hi, sorry for the late reply, thanks for asking! I'm currently doing a bachelor of science (with honours) in Forensic Science with a Foundation Year (click the link for the University of Kent website with course and price details :))

Long post below with my experience:

It is expensive especially for international students (non EU), I believe it's around £21 900 tuition fees per year just for the course (and housing is around £6 - 7 000 a year as well). For UK students it's £9 250 a year (we get a loan from the government rip).

As for it the forensic science course worth it? Yes! It's currently ranked #1 in England :) I did the foundation year 2021-2022 and the standard 1st year 2022-2023 and I'm starting my 2nd year this autumn.

It's great, very science based, so A LOT of chemistry!! We do hands on stuff like chemistry experiments, crime scene searching, evidence collecting, ballistics shootings... And lectures are interesting, in foundation and first year it's a lot of basic chemistry and maths though. But as the course progresses, there is also forensic archaeology, biochemistry, digital forensics, DNA analysis...

So yeah, I would recommend, because other than the course itself it's a super supportive environment! There are different people to help with uni work (timetable planning, tutoring..), personal adjustments for mental/physical health reasons, so many societies and sports teams to socialise and do fun things...

If anyone is interested in more details, feel free to send an ask or message me <3

[void-botanist]

9 (in my defense i'm a social scientist ajdjfjfkfj), 18 and 27 for the character development ask game!

I'll take Zel for this one because I really don't talk about her enough. I'm also going to do these out of order because I went on a whole adventure for number 9, the question about socioeconomic status.

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others? Wisdom is what she most actively admires, because she wants to be capable and collected and not chaotic, and to avoid more pitfalls of being ambitious. Once upon a time she had ambitious academic and career goals: when she started college in Takolem City, she wanted to be a veterinarian. She made it about a year and a half in her veterinary science program before various factors led to her transferring to a school in Winchester and finishing out a degree in literature, and she has a lot of regrets about how that went. She's also just plain envious of her brother, who somehow managed to get all the way through a doctoral degree and then land an extremely cool space job almost by accident?? Rude???

How does your character normally deal with confrontation? It really depends on the context and who's involved. In public, or with people she doesn't know well, she tries to defuse things with humor and sarcasm, often @ herself. But in private, especially with people she knows well, and especially her brother, she accelerates pretty quickly from defusing with sarcasm to full-on shouting match. Except it's not really a "match" with Zalen because it takes a lot to make him yell at anyone. She's never shouted at Anni, but Anni also doesn't really confront people that much.

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up? I possibly thought about this way too hard and went kind of sideways, but I think I understand socioeconomic status better as a concept? If I say anything that makes you go ?? feel free to reply/message me/send another ask.

Anyway, the short answer is yeah, mostly. Zel grew up in a tiny rural mountain town in Takolem. Goods that had to be brought in from elsewhere—even up from the foothills—tended to be more expensive, but the town and its nearby neighbors could produce most of the basics themselves (food, water, soap, furniture, etc.) and the community tended to be pretty cohesive and supportive of mutual aid. Universal basic income was provided to adults by Takolem's government, but it was scaled by average costs for basic requirements of living. Those requirements were defined broadly, but still, for Zel's hometown, the payouts were some of the lowest in the country, even as prices for external goods rose in tandem with costs of living in other areas. Zel's grandfather had a decent job that shored up the UBI payouts to support a four-person household, but a lot of the tech that Zel owns now would have been luxuries during her childhood.

Zel now lives in a major city in Deridis, where UBI payouts are generally higher, even if the exact details of why are different for Deridis's goverment. She could coast on UBI for a while since she's only supporting herself in a small apartment. But it's nice to have the extra money (and tax write-offs for some of her tech) and she likes streaming. So that's kind of the economic part. The socio- part of the question is more complex. (To be clear, I'm looking at this from a US perspective because that's what I know.) I haven't thought a lot about how it's conceptualized in-world, but in both of these contexts blue collar jobs and trades are actually valued, and more even income and wealth distribution means that there isn't a stark division between "haves" and "have-nots" in terms of numbers or social standing (I know making use of resources like tutoring or extracurricular activities is more complicated than just how much time and money people have available to them, but on those basic levels there's more equality). Zel does sometimes struggle with no longer living in the same community as she did growing up, because she doesn't have the benefits of directly knowing people and being able to learn from them. She still hasn't really succeeded in building up a new community around herself that she can rely on and contribute to. There's also an element of how different species' cultures influence one another. Zel's home culture was mostly in conversation with local tree and mushroom person cultures, whereas Deridis has a strong relationship with orea-nawwen cultures, which does change some of the underlying attitudes and species distribution across different types of jobs. So overall Zel has a higher socioeconomic status now than when she was a kid, but it's complicated especially when you look at it in terms of social class.

[tietensgo]

There is no misinformation in the above posts.

Just saw this, wanted to respond.

In case you haven't seen it, linking my in-depth analysis of the CDC decision here for context. This analysis was written before the reblog above (this is only noted to demonstrate that contrary to the above claim, research had been amply conducted prior to posting), and I have put together a response below.

But first, some context to the timing of the reply. In all honesty I considered not replying, because I just saw this and it's been a while since the reblog was posted, but I feel that the claim of misinformation made is quite important to address, if only for casual readers who might think it's true.

So in summary, a reply:

The CDC maintains that they came to a science-based decision of how best to approach the issue of quarantine. That's not what the post challenges, though some do debate it. The point of the post is that they chose to do so in the middle of an outbreak of a novel, though less severe, version of the covid virus (omicron) just after they were notified by a corporation that said the outbreak plus restrictions on working were responsible for a reduction in available staff.

This is TRUE - that happened.

There is no misinformation there, and the point of the post is that people might want to think strongly about why that occurred. Why the CDC, despite being a public health institution, was taking into account economic data at all, let alone staffing shortages. It says WAS taking, and not APPEARED to be taking, due to a direct quote from NBC (top) and Dr. Anthony Fauci (bottom):

NBC: "Dr. Anthony Fauci, President Joe Biden's chief medical adviser, told NBC Nightly News that the new guidance takes into account both public health data and worker shortages."

Dr. Fauci: "On balance, if you look at the safety of the public and the need to not have society be disrupted, this was a good choice."

That's the CDC. No misinformation, just their words.

To your point about 5 days of quarantine and 5 days of masking (which I addressed in great detail in my linked analysis post), I summarize my view as follows, first addressing directly the assertion regarding misinformation:

"This post has done more damage in spreading the misinformation that the only requirement for covid patients is 5-day isolation". The post never said this. What was said was that the CDC shortened the number of quarantine days [from 10] to 5.

This is TRUE.

The CDC has always been in support of masking when in indoor spaces where you could be in close contact to other people while Covid is around (with some asterisks about vaccinated families at Christmas dinner), sick or not, vaccinated or not. Masking is absolutely a requirement in the updated guidelines, but the major shift in the guidance was to shorten the quarantine - that is, the difference between the guidance before and after the update was that from days 6-10, now you can work.

To be clear: the guidance was not about testing negative for Covid (that is, being Covid-free). It was about the ability to work while having Covid, using "symptom-free" as a proxy for "not infectious" (even though they are not the same). It was about the ability to work while sick.

To quote Dr. Fauci again:

"[people should]... wear a mask for the rest of the time [sic, 5 days], so you can keep people safe from getting infected from you if you still are infected (emphasis mine), but at the same time, getting you back to what might be an essential function in society."

Call me crazy but I think people should be able to stay home the entire time they are sick with anything, and Covid in particular, not just the first half.

Further, and pardon the reliance on anecdotes here, if you've ever been sick, you know that just because you're not sniffling anymore or your fever has broken doesn't mean you feel well enough to work. Nevertheless, with the CDC guidance, employers now had the means to require workers to return to in-person operation before they felt safe to do so. In addition, no negative test was required to return - you could be covid positive, symptom free, AND (by their own admission) INFECTIOUS and back to work as long as you were masked, pushing the onus for public safety onto people's good will to mask up effectively (tight mask, nose and mouth covered, etc) - in a political climate where anti-mask sentiment was not only present but high.

You only have to go through the replies and tags on this post to see that the foreseeable, obvious result of the guidance - regardless of the intent, science, or wording - is what occurred: people were forced to go back to work sick. Period.

The posts are not about hypotheticals - they are discussing LIVED experiences of that time when the CDC gave corporations - intentionally or not - the ammunition to coerce their employees at a time when we needed the government to stand firm in doing the exact opposite.

The reason we need to think about this is not because anyone is trying to sow distrust in the CDC; rather it is to hold them accountable, to give scrutiny to their actions, or, in the absence of that, inform anyone who is interested about the CDC's (in this case economic) influences (biases?) so they can make fully informed decisions for themselves.

What would've happened if society took a second to learn lessons from Covid and how many people can be taken out by illness at once? What if we tried to facilitate remote work or improve distance learning or lighten the load on emergency systems in times of need? We don't know- because we've been shown that ostensibly, corporate interests can muddy the waters of decision making and force people to operate so that we never have to find out.

THAT's what the post was about. Hope it's clearer now.

TLDR; I didn't "skim at best", and a well-cited, succinct response is not a "rage-post". In fact, I read the CDC posting in its entirety plus external analysis from Dr. Jha and others knowledgeable about the CDC's decision making process, and did a two-part analysis on what I read (which I understand, you might not have known about before you posted). There is no misinformation in the above post, and at any point, I retain my right to post about these matters and voice researched, thoughtful dissent on decisions that affect my life, angry or not.

i think its gross and bad and inexcusable that the cdc says you can end quarantine after day 5 of covid. omicron infections last 8-10 days on average. day 4-5 is the peak. it’s just fully not okay for covid-positive people to be wandering around and working and infecting others. im not blaming the people who don’t have a choice but to follow it. i don’t want you to get fired. this one is on your employers and on the cdc for giving shitty ass guidance that is not based in science but rather based on the fact that last winter’s covid wave was so severe that they were worried that if we let people quarantine until they tested negative that we wouldn’t have enough of a workforce to run society. regardless of the validity of that we are not at that point right now.

otherwise reasonable people are following this guidance and it’s really upsetting to see. people close to me have gone to coffee with their friends or voluntarily back to work while actively covid-positive because they diligently looked up the cdc guidance and that’s what it said.

im just so fucking tired.