#i havnt said that recently

[sleeping-at-sea]

Me when I say an inside joke to one of my friends but they arnt the friend the inside joke is with and so now i just feel awkward

[atlasdoe]

i've been keeping an eye on this whole mischief productions and p4perback drama that's being going on recently and if anything watching this all play out and the response to it is really proving to me that some of y'all just shouldn't be in this fandom

please hear me out

One of the biggest differences in the marauders fandom to most is that we don't have anyone irl to stan. We don't like the author of the original series, most of the actors that portray these characters in the films were miscasted and the fancasts, although most knowing that they are fancasts, still havnt played these characters and therefore can't give us anything new.

Because of this I feel like a lot of people have been turning to others in the fandom to fill this gap like cosplayers to fill in for actors or fanfic authors to fill in for writers and although that may seem harmless clearly these last few days have proven that it's not.

A lot of these people have leaned into this and started actually coming up with their own fanfilms and series to further this idea that they are now our actors for us to stan, and by calling their followers their fans, and allowing people to make edits of them, use their pictures as fancasts and pinterest boards and even are posting multiple videos of themselves on tiktok as if they're doing press junkiest.

Now a hierarchy has been made and people start to think that they're better then others to the point where they can sell scripts to people even though it's illegal and ask for donations to make said fanfilms (which is soooo icky to me. you do not expect fanartists, editors or fic writers to ask others to pay for their equipment so why is it okay for them???)

This whole ai business was really a long time coming for this fandom and i fear that nobody is going to learn a lesson from this. We cannot keep putting people on pedestals just because they're giving us good fandom content. Some people are smart enough to tell y'all to stop (even tho you hardly listen) but most nowadays are just leaning into it for 15 seconds of fame. That's how we've gotten to the point where people are making marauders content just to gain a viewership and elevate their platform. Or joining a fanfilm to kickstart their career

And this issue of not having content/stans is something i see everywhere. I believe it's why so many people have this hive mindset where everyone has to be in agreement with ships and headcanons or when people keep asking when the next big fic is going to come out that everyone can obsess over when this isn't what being in a fandom is supposed to be about.

If you are missing this sort of structure in a fandom then please go to any other one because in no place should we be giving people this amount of power to screw everyone over like this and still get away with it just because so many people are blindly defending them (and just so we're clear, i'm talking about everyone in the mischief productions and any other fanfilm/series)

[grapenamjams]

At work I thought about a slightly angsty fic scenario about Togame 🐢 bare with me here as I just dump my thoughts

- A/N: reading this back I jump from using reader and “you” just ignore that. Thanks!

So, reader and Togame got together before he joined Shishitoren. Maybe first meeting when he was working at a festival (no I will not let this perfect meet cute scenario go) point is reader got to know Togame before he changed. Knowing His sweet, shy, caring, laidback side.

Therefore when he joins Shoshitoren Reader watches the Togame they knew slowly change before their own eyes. Turning cold, cocky , violent and cruel towards his fellow gang members.

Reader will still see glimpses of who he was when he was you. Reader Still knows in their heart that he would never hurt them physically and he loves and cherishes reader dearly but his personality still had changed dramatically, to the point reader found it hard to differentiate between his opposing personalities. Bleeding into his personal life. Reader also just couldn’t turn a blind eye to the things he was doing, the pain he was causing to others even though it was deserved at times he would go to extremes.

Naturally this was causing a strain between the two. distance and arguments were frequent in the relationship. Wearing each other thin. Togame knew he was hurting you and it pained him but he was adamant to his promise he made to his friend.

Reader hearing about what happend under the bridge, what Togame had done and the scheduled battle with Bofurin was pretty much the tipping point for reader.

The night before the battle. Reader and Togame had an argument.one of the worst ones yet. Words were said that hit harder than bloody fits ever could. Monster was one of the words that made Togame freeze in his tracks as he followed you into his bedroom watching you grab your things that had slowly started to apear through the years together. Reader regretted the words once they left their mouth but they remain firm. Togame didn’t remember what he said but it was enough to bring tears to his partners eyes and have them make a straight line for the door. He sinks to the floor head thudding against the wall, letting out a curse as he runs his hands through his hair the silence to loud your last words the only thing ringing in his head.

Almost a week goes by since the battle with Bofurin when Togame found himself in readers living room. He wanted to hide, to let you go completely, telling himself that you would be better off without him. Even though he was finally able to drop the facade he had built for his promise. He knows he caused you so much pain. hurt you so many times to able to save what you two had.

But in all his efforts at distance he couldn’t step away and leave things how they ended that night. not before trying to apologize to you for his behavior. He knows he didn’t deserve it, your forgiveness, for you to not remember him only for his worst parts. He knows he treated you horribly, not taking care, cherishing you as he ought had done. as he wanted too. He couldnt handle the thought of you hating him. It tore him up inside to know you thought him a cruel monster at the end of your guys story. And he tells reader all of this.

“That person…that wasn’t who I am. You know me, yeah? I got lost in my own facade I created. I just…” his deep voice falters, tears that were in his eyes begin to drop down. “Your opinion of me matters so much to me, angel. I don’t want you to hate me I don’t want you to leave us thinking I’m a monster. I know I havnt done much to prove otherwise recently… I’m so incredibly sorry for how I hurt you. You didn’t deserve that and I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness but I just…fuck I just wanted to try”

Your heart aches at Seeing him so desperately asking for your forgiveness. Almost as if he wants to get on his knees if you continue to stay silent. (I’m breaking my own heart here yall god T_T)

The relationship had recently become rocky, but at the end of the day you both loved each other. You had always known that his true self was locked away somewhere and you had hoped to see him again. of course it won’t be the exact same, but you knew you would love every version of him never being able to truly hate him. Meaning so much to you. Telling him this, Togame tears fall freely.

“Say it again” he pulls you into him tightly anchoring himself as he shakes with quiet,  sobs. “say that you don’t hate me please”

You hug him back just as fiercely before pulling back to cup his face in your hands. Tearful eyes taking in your face, desperately. “ I don’t hate you I never could. I love you Togame.”

[leviackermanswife-2]

Levi late at night and you cant sleep

tw-mentions smoking

not proofread

it was almost 4am, i was lingering around my door wondering wether or not it would be worth it to go for a smoke.

i couldnt help myself and i headed outside to see a familiar figure in the distance “levi” i called out just as he turned around. “cant sleep?” he askes as i slowly walk over to him, but i just shrug it of and pull out my ciggarete for a smoke, levi watches me out the corner of his eye as we enjoyed the mutual silence.

but just as i was getting ready to leave levi snatches the smoke out of my mouth and uses it himself. my jaw hit the ground.

“levi what the fuck” i hissed shoving him away from me causeing him to grab my hand a pull me in closer. i looked up at him, locking eyecontact and he grabes the cig out of his mouth and places it in mine giving me a puff, then stompes it out on the ground beside us.

“captain” i wispered

“where have you been y/n” he replied

i looked at the ground, digging my heel into the dirt “im sorry i havnt talked to u much things have just been tough” “is this why your smoking in the middle on the night?” he questioned. i felt a warm glow spread across my cheeks,he had caught me. just as i was starting to get embarrised he grabed my arm and started draging me away.

“where are you taking me” i asked quietly

“back to mine” he replied

as we walked hand in hand i felt so glad i was finally with him again, on the most recent expadition we had barley talked appart from the quick glances we caught of eachother, it made me feel lonley not having him with me. but now he was back by my side and draging me of to his room.

he oppened the door and we steped inside, soon as we got in he turned around trapping me by the door and giving pulling me in for a kiss. “i missed you” he said and i hugged him around the waist in return, he wraped his musculer arms around my neck and held me tight. i took a deep breath and allowed myself to be engolfed by his embrace. he smelt so good you couldve stayed like this forever but he let go and brought you over to his bed and hopped in, you got in after him.

soon as u layed down he started undressing me “whens the last time youve slept y/n” he sighed, i didnt look up at him “i know youve its been a hard few weeks but your safe now so try to sleep” i cuddled in closer to him and allowed him to take of my uniform, after he placed it down he layed next to me, strokeing my hair to help me fall asleep. i places my head into his chest and listened to his heartbeat while i fell asleep, once levi relised i had fallen asleep he smiled while holding me close and he drifted of to sleep soon after me.

[sphinx-myth]

Last months: a crow raven thing cawed to say hello from hekate and morpheus. I had never seen one before. Another followed me from above for a bit when i was out. Went to the forest for a good week

Recently: hekate on my fyp suddenly, doing macbeth and i get to read out her parts, samhain me and my friend planning spells and her seeming somewhat really excited.

Alsi friend said she would have assumed i was a hades deevotee, had a dream of him and lady persephone. Used ti be associated with the devil as a kid so?? Alsi loved the moon as a kid

I havnt slept in 2 dags but i did end uo getting like 4 hours earlier sooo

[gordontheengineswifenirmal]

I recently had a discussion with besty about pride month. Let me preface this by saying that I am an ally. I do feel that lgbtq+ folks deserve to love and be loved as straight folks do. I have seen some folks consider we asexuals as part of the LGBTQ+ spectrum. Some folks are uncomfortable with us being part of pride, because it’s meant to celebrate romantic/sexual love. (From what I’m told).

For some asexuals, having a connection to pride makes more sense. There are some people who are both asexual and lgbtq+. Asexuality is a very complicated thing. Sadly, many folks see us just as any other sexuality. U r either this - or ur not. N there some degrees. Some people claiming to be asexual do get ridiculous.

I thought I was straight. I tried to be straight for decades. I had a marriage. It was devoid of sex and romance, and tho me ex wasn’t nasty, he never communicated how he really felt with me. I was left to feel ugly and unwanted. We never had sex in the nearly 20 years we were married. Once, he even had a tantrum because I looked up at him when we were in the tube. Of course, he sticks to his ridiculous argument to this day. I went from being devastated about our lack of sex to being indifferent. He also began to change. He wasn’t the mature, quiet, intelligent bloke I’d met. He criticised me for gaining weight. He didn’t come to help with mum or the grandparents. He was too focused on his own things. He partied and travelled. I took care of 5 relatives like a stay at home mother. I faced many traumatic moments, as those 5 people had both mental and physical health issues. I tried to date. I was constantly lied to and used by men. Even then, I had limited attraction. I only wanted mature men who had never been with other women, n stayed off social media.People acted like this was something I could just choose to change. As if I would be happy if I had been with men who had been with other women n such. I experimented, just to see if everyone else was right. Spoiler alert: they weren’t. It was more traumatic. I felt disgusting, I felt lost. I was more depressed. I was desperate. The more desperate I got, the more I despised meself. I was starting to feel like I was losing who I thought I was. I didn’t know me anyone. It was horrifying.

Genitals were something u tried to enjoy without looking at. I didn’t want them near me face. I tried to accommodate, n felt miserable. Sometimes the eejits would sneak their bits where they didn’t belong, and I had to slap them away. Once I even tried to get drunk, thinking that would change things. It didn’t. I honestly felt worse and worse. I was conditioned to think I had to be straight if I wasn’t into women. (I’ve never been into women.) Once I realised I was aromantic asexual, I felt better for and about meself. The game was not over, however. Just because I finally am living my truth, doesn’t mean that I didn’t have to do things that other lgbtq+ people havnt done - I have come out. Never thought I’d be doing some like that, but here we r. I face adversity from ignorant folk who don’t understand Asexuality, and don’t wish to. Even in your 40’s, they think it’s a phase….or that u just havnt found the right person. Some even think we r paedos, especially if we crush on childhood characters instead of people. We don’t always fit into anyone’s neat little box.

With that being said, if folks want to include me/us into the lgbtq+ spectrum, cool. I meself don’t really use the term, as I don’t really relate other than being an ally. I think this may also be a source of confusion for those who are lgbtq+ and who get upset at us aces. THE PROBLEM IS THAT WE OFTEN DONT REALLY KNOW WHERE WE BELONG. And different people define the spectrum differently. There’s an immense amount of confusion. We tend to not really fit into anyone’s neat little box. I don’t really identify as much because I’m not lesbian, bi, or trans. I also don’t want to take attention away from their struggles.

However, we aces are a silent group too. We are what the lgbtq+ community was before it was given more of a mainstream voice. We are largely misunderstood, and not properly represented. Both straight and some lgbtq+ folks tend to not wish to educate themselves about us, who we really are, our struggles. We have little to no voice, and some aces try to cling to whatever we can get. It’s very sad.

Even we don’t want to harsh anyone’s vibes, but see the love is love thing as if someone was trying to force their sexual beliefs on you. It doesn’t matter which ones. Any of them really - and you are not attracted to anyone. You don’t want or need romantic/sexual love. Yet, you are still being goaded into trying to comply. Everyone else thinks you should love…..someone. And then they make up insane misconceptions about you when you can’t live up to their expectations. We need allies. We need more to help our voice be heard, instead of others trying to push us down. We have enough of that from some within our own community. We have ‘sex positive’ aces who think everyone should be ok with bodies, nudity and sex. That we need to agree with them if support their feelings, and we have no right to ours. Ours aren’t valid. Others think we should all want to cuddle and join in QPR’s (queer platonic relationships- which are apparently more than friends, it can include cuddling n kissing, but often no sex.) If we don’t want any of that, we are mocked and harassed. We have a right to NOT want anything just as anyone else does. We aren’t saying u can’t have what works for you, we just don’t want it constantly shoved down our throats either.

I don’t want QPRS. I don’t want sex, especially with someone I’m not attracted to. I’m not attracted to any people. Looking back now, I admit that what I perceived as attraction, was probably an attempt at acceptance and attention, as it was so very lacking in me life. I realised how toxic this was.

[theallenshorefangirl]

I dont know a damn thing about Agent rainbows daycare au, I keep meaning to read it but i havnt

But i remember something that said max knows the most swear words (being like... 3 swears)

And i was listening to some vines and that au poppes into my head as this audio plays (probably not exact copy)

Two little girls came up to me recently, and one of em goes, "she called me the b word!" And the other girl turns around and goes "Mother fucker doesnt start with a b"

And then it ends with laughing

That would definitely be Max

[romanarose]

Y'know what's wild, I just discovered that if you look up a tumblr username in Google, you can see their likes and reblogs even if you opted to keep your likes private and your account hidden from search engines and third party stuff.

My concern has always been a potential employer seeing my fangirl cringe, and I know that there's software that can let them find all of a candidates or employees' accounts via email.

Unfortunately, tumblr doesn't let you make your primary blog private. And this is where my cringe lives.

You don't have to post what your profession is if you respond to this, but I remember you posting it in the past and it seems like a job that would do some deep diving into your socials.

So, have you had any issues with this? Has it ever come up?

Okay so for anyone who didn’t see the last ask, this person reached out and said they did not mean for this to come off vaguely threatening 😂 I’ve had issues in this fandom space before and we all know the doxxing and doxxing threats around me and many others but this asker seems nice!

Anon, my best advice is not to worry. Most employers don’t know what a tumblr is tbh. And most don’t dig that deep to find every little social esp if it doesn’t have your name.

Romana/roman rose is nowhere near my legal name, and the email isn’t even my main email

So, fun fact for the first year or something of my blood it was a joint blog with someone I used to consider a friend. They weren't into fandom but they liked other aspects of tumblr. It was one of those thing I didn't wanna share my blog but she was good at manipulating. She liked the nsfw stuff here and she was highly controlling so I think she liked to be able to watch what I was up to. Some of y'all here have heard me talk about this friend. She ended up sexuality abusing me, and I am suspicious she did the same to others. I had to slowly cut contsct bc she's doxxed people before

She wanted likes and follows private I guess. Recent years I felt safe enough to actually change passwords and stuff bc were fully non contact. I guess I could make my likes and follows public again? But my likes are just fics I either read and Reblogged or havnt read so idk if there's a point.

If you applying for like, something big then yeah you might have concern. My dad was a cop and he got a federal job and they sent someone 700 miles to knock on our neighbors doors and ask about us 😭

As for my job…… I work at Olive Garden.

In the past I’ve done day care and I’ve done social work, both jobs require background checks but no social media although I’m sure they looked me up for social work.

My last day care job I talked plenty about fan fiction with teachers bc I think it’s a fun hobby and pretty much everyone thought it was fun, even if a bit silly

As my high school never even blocked tumblr in the heyday bc they didn’t know it existed. And those who knew it existed now largely think it’s gone.

Keep a professional and family Facebook. If you have a nsfw or edgy twitter maybe make sure you’re name isn’t attached

Honestly my concern wouldn’t be my fandom cringe or porn stories but the more radical political takes I’ve posted 😭

My brother got into law school and is a lawyer now even with posting borderline alt right/ alt light shit back in his day 🧍🏽‍♂️

Average Employers don’t do as much digging as people like to tell you they do, which is why someone can be president of Canada having done brown face

Obviously be safe, don’t use real names in your user names, but tbh it’ll br oksy

I’ve worried about this sometimes while I had my abuser on this bc I saw once she liked a pro-life post and I was worried people would associate me with that.

If anyone has words to offer nonnie on locking down your account, then please offer them! I’m bad at tech. But I think you’ll be okay!

[animnightmare]

Since this post has been getting a lot of really great responses, I thought id confess some of my own!

Starting with ones I havnt seen any of you say:

"Meow meow meow!" From toby determined in Mabels how to draw

"One at a time! One at a time!" From Soos and Dipper blowing up hotdogs in the microwave

"HE VANISH-IFIED!" -Fiddleford 🥰

A more recent one is refferencing journal 3s gobblewonker entry. "Big mouth for gobbling long neck for wonking." I forget why but me and my mom applied it to Bill. She called him an evil wonker and I said "Big eye for eviling, long hat for wonking". Many such cases

Then more common ones,

I constantly do the dipper and tyrone "Yeaahh...yeaaahh!" either to myself or to my mother.

I refference Fiddleford CONSTANTLY. I live in the south and so my mom uses sothernisms, and ive started pointing them out. I also slap my knee or do his voice somtimes.

Im sure im forgetting more, ill add them if I think of any :]

Bonus points if you tell me if its intentional or not in the tags/comments

[nikosmith95]

Almost 4am and I’m screaming for help. The only people that’s answering my text right now just said that yeah they understand I fake shit too. But don’t see that me saying I havnt been okay for a while now and that I scare people when they see what I’ve done recently don’t get it. I literally said I’m dieing I don’t know if next time I fuck up will be the lat time, and they still try to say that yeah they are doing bad too. No you dont fucking get it, I said I’m dieing and If I fuck up again it’ll be the last time. I’m trying so hard to be good tonight but I’m fucking struggling, that blade is sharp and I’m already holding it while I’m driving down back roads.

[getting-my-thoughtsout]

Ahh havnt posted in a WHILE

But.

I just need to vent tbh idk I’ve been recently in this better state of mind I’ve been doing little workouts every day before I shower and I’m feeling better about myself but forbSOME reason I’m just kinda sad ish agin, like recently my bf said it’s ok with him that I can make out with other girls especially when we’re fucked up and partying yeah, last weekend ahh it was so nice, it’s just a nice feeling to know theirs other women there who think I’m hot, and just to be able to freely make out with who I want lol but then AGIN my brain is saying “ you still not hot tho” like I was 180lbs and now I’m 162 and I’ve been good I don’t really eat beside dinner and I workout and I feel like I found a groove but then agin I think about how I just still don’t really see myself as skinnier or hot most of the time and sometimes I wake up thinking I’m the hottest person ever and I just hate it ahhh and like I just ah I love women and their just so pretty and amazing and soft and ahh I just feel like I just don’t compare sometimes like I feel like I look like a man sometimes and I HATE IT , I just wanna feel like a cute little fairy girl sometimes and I just have a hard time doing that unless I’m REAL fucked up and my confidence just goes out the roof but agin I feel like I’m just a ugly little sewer rat lol. Fuck me I hate this back n forth I have with my body image. My goal is to be at 150 by March (I’m going to beyond and I wanna dress how I want without feeling insecure) and back at 130 by may (lightning in a bottle) and I just wanna look good but then what if I still feel this way. What if I get to the goal and still feel like trash I need a damn therapist or something for this shit but I’m so anxious about dealing with that type of stuff it keeps me away from getting myself help I’m a god dam 23 almost 24 year old women who struggles with shit like this I don’t even feel like a adult fr. Sorry to anyone who might read this my thoughts are everywhere but I just had to vent alil while on my lunch break so I don’t go back in on a bad mood lol

[x-other-souled-x]

I havnt really been able to enjoy things I like lately, with all the switchy blurry front stuff that's been going on lately. Sharing a body and a life can be really difficult and stressful at times. Its easy to disappear and just only exist as a concept for a while. I've been able to come to front just long enough to do my job as our system's book-keeper. So it's been a few years since I truly got to think solely about something I love.

I miss Min Yoongi, it's been a while since I really payed much attention to BTS specifically, honestly I feel off right after Tear ngl. I'd really like to catch up but I can't see myself just half-assed consuming. I still really like BTS but I specifically miss my favorite boy, his sense of humor delights me and when he laughs I can't help but feel a moment of joy along with him.

I've been able to get a few Agust D songs on the shared "everyday" playlist. It's our main playlist due to how music often is a positive trigger to most of us. It helps us each be able to try and take time to be aware of not only ourselves but of eachother. A decent ammount of songs are liked a lot by more than one member of our system, and so it's nice to see the acknowledgement between eachother in that way. I think it's been helping with the blurry fog we've had for the last month or so. But I feel like the only one who liked BTS or Agust D specifically is someone who's long been silent and absent. Some others like k-pop in general, but it's usually more recent stuff. Meanwhile I've been wanting to listen to Skool Luv Affair or Agust D with pretty much radio scilence in response.

But like I said, I havnt been able to do much lately except pop in to do some management of our system's records and activity, as well as archiving it. It's not very fun, but as a bonus I have the most knowledge of everyone in the system. I'd like to be able to facilitate some organized switches sometime, and to do that I feel like I need to be satisfied with our available records. Which I'm not yet.

It makes sense, we as a whole have always struggled with plurality, sense of self and being, and our relationship between ourselves and others. And I know I took on this role because we needed it and I happened to be around at the time we had this realization. I take pride in it.

[darkdreamtheorist]

Lady in Whiskers & Slippers (Updated 11-19-23)

(Sling Set, 19. October) Back in Cinci-Oh, I struggled to earn small wages doing odd jobs in my awkward teen years. At Human age 13, my limbs shot up like bamboo n my paws were whopee cusions, yet Im still kitten sized compared to Big Rhonda n Aunt Jane (Circene screwd my mom's genetics more than dad screwed her in the motel 6 pool that birthed me! srry TMI). Two of my best gigs boiled to babysitting and the Cactus Joan Revue at Cincinnati Zoo. Sure I liked pouncing thru loops made by my preternatural tail Slink n wranglin livestock by the petting zone in Aunt Jane's Cowgirl dress from her Paris,Texas Runway last spring when she toured w/Coco Banana, the sitting jobs fared better cuz I met some critters as odd as I am, like that pygmy hippo boss baby Benny and his growth formula down by Wall Street, or that shadeling Taz Devil Vincent from Brisbane, Australia. But my recent sitting gig had some skeletons I hadnt noticed til then, n it all came to my sitee Last July.

I took care of a literal cat lady and her litter of 35 for 3 wks in her rustic Rhode Island shack. Her name was Julie Phyllis. 30yrs ago, she was a former resi of Spooner Street with a handful of cats, plus a large tabby w/black stripes she calls Mistress Bengal acting as security for the few dogs that dare cross her sidewalk n lawn. Lately some rowdy kids spouted off tall tales of her becoming a cat herself or that Bengal would take her place if she wasn't fed well enough. Wutever the case, she had gradually gone from Crazy Ol Cat Lady to Crazy Ol Cat IRL 'round Halloween time. They hadnt figured what caused her transfur, say for some strange glowing plants by her yard. Her cats musta rubbed on the leaves which carried bits of Circene spores in'em, then she rubbed her face n hands on their fur, turning her to this light orange Tabby I saw my first week of Nana-sitting, or maybe Ms. Bengal had been Mobilized n took Phyllis' place. Like any bothersome pets in the suburbs, her neighbors had shooed them far out of town, living their next nine lives in that shack. Few things to know bout my time w/Ms. Phyllis 2/3 weeks in: 1-Her signature clothes were a periwinkle bathrobe,small round glasses, n peach slippers in stockings. But as a Barban spinster housecat who could shift from anthro to feral at random, she rips her pantyhose clawing n stretching her toes apart when going full cat. Otherwise she's naked in both her Mobile and Wild stance sans a grey-blue collar on her neck with a tag reading "Bagel" whn goin out,wearin it as if she was that same cat that passed not too long ago. And I no shame luv it! 2-Her cats see her as Queen of the Litterbox given her girth from eating too much Meow Mix n cream, but I see a deluded fat-ass pussy, which is no different than other cats, playin round the scratch post, lappin that saucer of cream n tuna. 3-Litterbox stank n dander everywhere was unbearable 4-A pantry stocked full'o'tuna cans, milk & cream yet she forgets to feed them while gourging on the rations herself, chowing so much Meow mix like Trail Mix n guzzling gallons upon gallons of milk!

All that said, she wasnt a bad client, forgetful n piggy yes, but not awful, n still tho...I cudnt help but shake that we were kindred in some way, dark stripes n glasses aside. Few times we went Out to walk, Julie hung with her Golden Girls by a small pet friendly café, sharing gossip from the pets on Spooner street n out of state, comparing pills n claw lengths, wooing would-be mates at the Petsmart n VFW home. She was almost like family to me, rekindling our bonds after we havnt seen one another for a long time.

Near the end of week 2, I saw some frames of Phyllis with her 'tiger cat' Ms. Bengal almost one n the same at this point, even wearin the confounded collar with the wrong name Bagel. Another frame of that cat corners my eye, with a Persian and Siamese by her side, but she wore an enchanting Viper Green collar. Funny how they look a bit like my aunt n uncle on my mom's side, Muffin & Finch. Dad told me they had another tabby as a friend by name of Bagel, looking way too same-ish as Julie on that big orange Snick couch there by the TV set with all the other cats huddled over for daytime soaps or Price is Right like my inlaws did at the adoption center– ⚡️👓⚡️😳 Oh my...I blocked that thought out as a cub some point, not giving 2¢ about it, but it factors into my lineage with Ma when she left our lives. I was too bashful to blurt out my discovery in front of her cats lest they attack their False Queen in shock. Tho given her short-term memory loss, she wudnt hav known herself much post-TF. Was she Ms. Bengal or Julie Phyllis? TBC

[gtzel]

So I recently went through an eye opening experience. a so called 'friend' of mine wanted me to do some commissions for them, and I obliged. when I asked them to pay me for the commission (I had previously told them that they wouldn't be free) they said that because we were friends that I should give them it for free. I told them that I couldn't do that, because art was my only income and I needed the money. they pressed the matter and I finally caved, giving them it for half off. this happened a few more times and i brushed it off because they were my friend. on a few diffrent occasions they peer pressured me into paying for things, after they had invited me to go shopping. finally one day i confronted them about it, saying that i was being treated unfairly and that they were being mean. they brushed off my comment telling me that i was just being dramatic and was annoying. i was hurt, but stayed quiet not wanting to ruin the relationship. then one day, they got in truble for something and blamed me for it. they yelled at me for doing something i had no part in. that did it for me, i told them that we were no longer friends. i havnt spoken to them since, but my brother is friends with them still and gives me regular updates. i have forgiven them for their fault but we arent speaking to each other. this experiance has made me realize just how much of a pushover i have become, and ive decided to stand up for myself more.

thanks for reading this, i hope that it can inspire you to forgive people even though they wrong you. have a blessed day, bai.

[unromancable-favs]

I havnt properly come up with a dragonborn oc yet, cause ive only relatively recently gotten into the game so ive just been playing normally/casually without worrying about staying in charicter.

With that being said! To better immerse myself, and because i just can't help it, i nonetheless have extremely deep lore for the charicter. My dragonborn is sort of like a time traveler. Like, resets are canon, multiple playthroughs are canon, etc. None of the NPCs can remember anything, but sometimes certain ones will get a bit of deja vu.

Like cicero, because my dragonborn likes doing that questline and hanging out with him alot hes had a lot of exposure. That mixed with his insanity leaves him able to start to perceive the fact hes done this all before. He doesn't think on it too much, so he hasnt properly figured anything out.

Neloth also knows something is up with the dragonborn and likes to keep an eye on them. Every time they come to solstheim, the feeling gets a bit stronger. This is due to his strong connection with magic and the fact he's lived so damn long.

My dragonborn was also the neverine (though i cant say much about that because i havnt actually gotten to play morrowind yet) so that helps with the feeling of familiarity.

My dragonborn was the same protagonist in all of the elderscrolls games in fact, and replayed through these pockets of time over and over and over again until suddenly they were thrust into the next slot of time. They have insane control over time when they're there, but they can't go back to previous games once a new one comes out.

They choose their race just like a player would, so what they really are is unknown. Also, they love sweets.

(This is just due to the fact i always buy every sweetroll pie and honeynut treat i can find, and steal ones i see that aren't for sale.)

What kind of backstories do players have for their Dragonborn?

Currently working on a future script and would like some input if anyone is willing to share their stories.

[arsenal6wfc8]

She also said she was struggling mentally with her injury which makes me think she sometimes says things to make herself believe she’s okay with whatever situation she is in. Like she’s trying to convince herself she just needs to focus on football. Which I understand could be her escape, but what’s her escape from football? I also read her brother recently moved away and she’s a very family oriented person, adding to Jordan leaving it’s probably put a lot of things in to perspective for her. She might have been too comfortable and now is struggling to balance everything while it’s all changing. I get her work ethic, but at what point does Leah the person become more important than Leah the footballer yknow

Ye someone told me about her brother but I havnt actually seen anything about out. Ye exactly at somepoint there's going to be a breaking point for her, I just hope she realises that before it happens