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boycritter · 6 months ago
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thinking about when i was 13 and my dad would force me to go on wikipedia with him for at least an hour every day
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doumadono · 1 year ago
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Hi, new follower to your blog and I have to say I really love your writings. I might have a Emergency Request to ask you.
In these past months I'm seeing a therapist for varius life problems. Doc said that I'm somehow a “succub” of my mom with the way she controls some aspects of my life and still babies me despite me beign an adult. She's not a bad mother, she always given me the love and attention any child could ask for, but in some aspects (like money, friends, ecc...) I do agree she's nosy and overprotective and we do argue, quite violently too sometimes.
May I please ask for either Hawks or Dabi (whichever is fine) comforting their SO after a fight with their parent. I just need to be told I can be strong and independent on my own. Thanks in advance💙.
Hawks and Dabi & s/o after a fight with their parents
A/N: it's important to recognize that acknowledging certain dynamics with your mom doesn't diminish the love and care she has provided. It's a testament to your maturity and self-awareness. Identifying areas where you feel controlled or overprotected is a crucial step towards personal growth. It's a journey towards establishing healthier boundaries and finding a balance that respects both your independence and the love you share. Embrace the progress you're making, and continue to communicate openly with your therapist.
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Hawks
The apartment was cloaked in a heavy silence, an aftermath of the emotional tempest that had unfolded during your phone call with your parent. Hawks, ever attuned to your moods, noted the turmoil etched across your face. He moved gracefully towards you, the subtle rustle of his feathers accompanying his approach. With a gentle touch, he enveloped you in the expansive embrace of his wings, creating a sanctuary that shielded you from the outside world. "I know it's hard," Hawks spoke, his voice a soothing melody that echoed through the room, "But strength doesn't mean facing everything on your own. It's okay to lean on others, especially those who genuinely care about you." His fingers traced a delicate path across your face, wiping away the remnants of tears.
You nodded your head slightly. "I-I… I know, Keigo, but I don't want to be a burden…"
"I've been where you are," Hawks admitted, his eyes reflecting the weight of his own past. "But you, you're a force to be reckoned with. You've got the strength to rise above this, and I'm right here with you every step of the way. And you're never a burden. Ever."
With a lingering smile, he pulled away slightly, looking into your eyes. "You've got this," he reassured, his hand cupping your cheek. "And remember, I'm here whenever you need someone."
"Thank you," you whispered, looking up into Hawks' golden eyes.
He offered you a genuine smile. "Don't thank me, dove. It hurts my heart to see you like this," he admitted, his tone stripped of its usual carefree cadence. "Your tears, they hit differently. I'm supposed to be the one who soars above troubles, but when it comes to you… it's different."
His hand reached out, fingers brushing away a lingering tear, as if trying to erase the pain etched on your face. Hawks gazed into your eyes, determination replacing the concern. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes for those tears to drop rarely, you know? Whether it's fighting the world or just being here, I want to see you smiling more than anything else."
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Dabi
The cityscape outside your window twinkled in a mesmerizing dance of lights, a stark contrast to the lingering tension from your confrontation with your parent. Dabi, leaning against the wall, observed your restless pacing with a quiet determination. With a swift yet gentle motion, he reached for your hand, his touch a cool anchor amidst the emotional tempest.
"Independence is about choosing who deserves a place in your life," Dabi asserted out of sudden, his words cutting through the lingering turmoil. "You don't need anyone who brings you down, especially not family. You're stronger than you think, and you have every right to be independent and happy."
"You know it is not that easy," you told him, sitting on a couch, pulling your knees under your chin. "I know that deep down they do love me, but sometimes they just… It seems like… Like they're crowding me, ya know what I'm sayin'?"
"I get it," Dabi murmured, his voice a low rasp that betrayed a depth of understanding. "Dealing with family is a special kind of hell, isn't it?"
He sat next to you, his demeanor shifting from the usual standoffishness to a more contemplative stance. "I've been down that road. Having people who are supposed to care but don't… it messes with your head yeah? But you know what, you're not alone in this."
Dabi's turquise eyes bore into yours, a shared pain reflected in their depths. "Sometimes, the hardest battles are the ones fought at home. And not everyone gets it. But I do. I know what it's like, and I'm not saying it's going to be easy, but I'm saying you're stronger than you think. I mean it, Y/N."
He reached out, his hand gently resting on your shoulder, a silent gesture of solidarity. "You deserve better. And you've got a choice — you can let them define you or rise above it. I'm here if you choose the latter."
As Dabi spoke, he drew you into a tight embrace, his warmth a stark contrast to his typically cool exterior. "I've seen too many people get held back by toxic ties," Dabi murmured, his voice carrying a rare tenderness. "You're not one of them. You're capable of breaking free and forging your path. And remember," he added, his eyes locking onto yours, "you've got me by your side."
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waterfire1848 · 1 year ago
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How’s it going @waterfire1848 ?
I saw your earlier post about Lin feeling like Toph didn’t love her like Suyin. And it got me thinking, who else didn’t think their mom loved as much as their sibling? Azula.
So how do you think a scenario, where Lin runs away from home and stumbles (perhaps quite literally) into Azula. Whom is living in secret somewhere in the Earth Kingdom. Azula then reluctantly at first (then genuinely) raises Lin would play out?
Hey @745voiceofthepeople ! Great to see you again! I'm doing good! You?
Ohhhhhh. Interesting.
I’ll start by saying that I don’t think Lin would say who her mom is. She knows by now that that either means trouble or people following her, begging her to teach them metalbending. Neither of which she wants. So when she does slam into Azula, she just says she’s a kid running from home.
Azula can’t help but feel some sympathy when she hears the girl talk about how her mom doesn’t love her and only cares about her sister so she agrees to let Lin stay as long as she helps out and doesn’t draw attention to her.
Lin quickly grows to love Azula. I don’t know if this Lin would be a kid/teen who ran from home or if she’s running away right after the Suyin incident but either way she loves Azula. She hasn’t put two and two together, but she does know Azula has a past she’s not talking about. Whenever the two talk about family, Azula uses the same tricks she does to keep her family secret.
One day, Toph shows up (I assume she’d come if Lin was a kid/teen but I don’t know about if she’d come after the Suyin incident when Lin looks to be in her 20s) and Azula and Lin find out who the other is. Lin is confused because on the one hand, this is not the Azula she’s heard stories about. The Azula from her mom’s stories are terrifying and made Suyin wet the bed. This Azula is kind and took Lin in. On the other hand, Lin also got stories from the other Gaang parents about Azula (meaning there might be some truth to their stories) so she becomes a little scared which saddens Azula because she doesn’t want to see this girl that she’s grown to really care for get scared of her.
Azula can’t stay in her Earth Kingdom home and is forced to flee before Zuko finds her. Lin returns to Republic City but gets a letter a few days later from Azula giving her her address and an invitation to come with.
Lin accepting or not is up to you.
Incorrect quote for this
[ Lin is running from bandits and slams into Azula. ]
Bandit: Hand the kid over!
Azula: And why would I do that?
Bandit: We have you surrounded, old woman. Don’t make this hard on yourself. We just want her and then we’ll leave.
[ Azula looks at Lin. ]
Lin:
Azula: *Groaning* I was really hoping to get through a day without fighting.
[ Shoots lightning and fire at the bandits to scare them off. ]
Lin: You’re a lightning bender! That was amazing! I’ve never seen-
Azula: Explain. Now.
Lin: MymomhatesmeandIranaway,butIranoutofmoneyandstolefromthosebandits!
Azula: Slower.
Lin: My mom hates me and I ran away, but I ran out of money and stole from those bandits. They saw me and chased me and that’s how I ended up here.
Azula: Go home, kid.
Lin: Wha-No.
Azula: No?
Lin: No. I won’t bother you anymore but I can’t go home.
Azula: Because you mom hates you?
Lin: Yeah. I’m just some kid she’s forced to take care of because putting me up for adoption would look bad. My sister is her real kid.
Azula: *Sigh* You’re out of food?
[ Lin nods. ]
Azula: Come with me. I’ll get you something to eat and some water.
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fruitless-vain · 6 days ago
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My sister has an English Lab as a service dog and she's a great service dog but the Lab Grease is real. They also have a sort of wiry, pokey fur that will get into your clothes and be difficult to get out. It's a different experience from the wispy soft fur dogs like Yoshi have. Every time I pet Bumblebee I am cursed with fur the rest of the day and The Grease until I wash my hands throughly. There is nothing you can do to get rid of The Grease, it is not a sign of poor grooming. It is a feature and not a bug and would be great if she were retreiving ducks from lakes as her ancestors were bred for.
The other thing about labs is the double edged sword of being always hungry. That's a trait that's bred for in most working lines because it makes them extremely food motivated and easy to train. But they are literally always hungry and will eat enough to be a genuine medical emergency if left to their own devices. My sister's service dog has had expensive emergency surgery and a lengthy recovery once when she got into an entire bag of dog food, and a scary close call where we managed to force her to vomit it up at home a second time. (We keep the dog food locked and on a shelf now). The food motivation was helpful when my sister was training her first service dog, but she's said she doesn't want one with the always hungry gene again when it's time for Bumblebee to retire. I imagine since you're experienced in training, the hunger would be more trouble than it's worth. I don't know if you can find a lab that isn't always hungry. Finding a reputable breeder is hard enough, and usually reputable breeders are breeding working dogs where it's considered a desirable trait.
Obviously every breed has their pros and cons and labs have a lot of traits that make them good service dogs. Often the deciding factor is availability of actually good breeders, so, makes sense to start keeping an eye out early. We actually got Bumblebee from a breeder near my grandparent's house, so if you're not having luck in your area, maybe you could expand the search to breeders near friends/relatives you could visit?
Yeah all the things youve listed are why I lean away from the lab and more towards golden! Especially that greasiness, unless they’re fresh from a bath they’re just Oily, a sensory nightmare.
At this current point I think the only reason I’d end up going that direction is if there’s a falling out with finding a golden breeder that meets my needs. I’ve got one golden breeder im keeping an eye on that’s got all their health tests readily linked to each parent dog on their site with good results, is just an hours drive away, states all the early exposure they do with puppies and seems to have a positive reinforcement mindset, as well as emphasizes the importance of off switches despite breeding working line Goldens. My only kind of “hmm” thing currently is that they’re a very new breeder, only had one litter so far, but I’ll be keeping an eye on them and see if they’re keeping up with health tests and such when I’m more readily looking. Isn’t necessarily a bad thing that they’re new but it might mean they are doing everything “right” now and fall out over time.
I mean the other option is always importing or just driving out of province, but I do really like the idea of living close to the breeder having that sort of community, meetups, keeping tabs, etc. plus there’s that fine line where many good breeders don’t want their dogs going far so they simply won’t allow a dog to go to me.
We shall see though
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tag-that-oc · 1 year ago
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Do you have any Ocs you’d like to talk about??
oh boy do i
im gonna introduce my scrungly my poor little meow meow my pathetic loser the love of my life. Arvid Sheldon Moreno <3
ill add trigger tags too of course but just in case: warning for abuse, violence, death, and kidnapping
first of all i am a Terrible artist but here's a commission i got of him from the lovely jester @/ghostcasket (with commissions still open here is the info post. go commission them he's wonderful)
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anyways. ARVID. basically he's a second generation oc from the project me and the other mod have. he is like. 3/4 alien?? something like that. but he was born on earth and that's where he grew up.
his parents are lovely and perhaps very strange but they are so good to their kids. Arvid is a mama's boy in particular he is very close to her and very protective of her.
so. what's wrong with him then???? surely he has Every Problem Ever. well he does. when he was a kid he didn't really have any friends. he was outcasted and bullied from various sources but none more so than Alex. fuck Alex we hate that guy.
Alex caused problems for Arvid basically his whole life. he was harassed and followed and beaten and manipulated and. well a lot of things!!
Arvid met and became friends with Izan who was infinitely better for Arvid and nicer and they were just really close. however that didn't stop Alex from being an asshole ya know. and it got even worse when Izan broke off from Arvid due to trying to manage his own trauma of a recent event unrelated to Arvid's stuff
so what did Arvid do? he clung to Alex and they became "friends". during this time Alex really drilled into Arvid's head the idea that he shouldn't cry, that he was weak, that no one else could tolerate him, and Arvid believed it all. things escalated until Alex and one of his other friends attacked and stabbed Arvid during a time when Izan and Arvid were trying to patch things up. and they left him there.
Izan got him help, but Arvid refused to let Alex get into trouble. in fact he had a strong fondness and loyalty to him and so what did he do? he confessed that he was in love with Alex. and Alex, ever amused and delighted by the power and control he had over Arvid, accepted his confession and they started dating.
and they didn't break up for a really really long time!
however this is all the backstory info! (well not all of his backstory but Some of it) this isn't even taking into account the story events! the story events being Arvid and his entire family gets kidnapped and taken to an alien planet because these fucked up brothers were trying to get and erase information on the esp experiments that happened during the first generation (meaning the things Arvid's parents went through) and. well long story short Dawson (does anyone remember when i talked about him?) was forced by his older brothers to kill Arvid and his mom. fucked up!!
but it's okay, isn't it? yeah Arvid comes back to life thanks to a wish made by Dawson on this super powerful wish granting magical rock. and they all live happily ever after on earth!
but not really.
when Arvid gets back he discovers that in addition to being brought back to life, he's now immortal. which is the LAST thing he wants because he didn't even want to be brought back to life if he was being honest. and Alex being the wonderful person he is decides to use this to his advantage (basically isn't it fun to kill your boyfriend over and over while he remains blindly loyal to you? Alex seems to think so)
however Arvid has other relationship drama going on. he has feelings for soo many other people but didn't feel worthy enough to be in a relationship with any of them. why would anyone ever like him back ya know?
except a lot of them did like him back. a lot actually. and Arvid starts dating others and building this lovely little polycule of people who really and genuinely love and care about him. and it takes a long time, but eventually Arvid breaks things off with Alex and tries to be happy. key word being that he tries because sometimes he doesn't do a very good job of it. he's still got it in his head that he deserves to suffer and will go on self destructive spirals now that he doesn't have a boyfriend beating him to shit constantly anymore.
some fun facts about Arvid is that he's a supervillain. i mean not Really a supervillain but he's a loser and tells everyone that he's evil. type of guy to steal from large corporations but not from local places. but this is all evil deeds he swears it. he also has plans to take over the world which he only shares with people he really trusts. he's so lame <3
he's also extremely emotional and will cry really easily but. well due to Alex Reasons he will belittle himself for showing sadness. he is obsessed with people seeing him as strong when his 5'3 ass can't even open a pickle jar
Arvid is also very very soft and sensitive about bugs he loves bugs!!! they were his best friends back when he didn't have any friends and even now he still treats them so gently. it's a really cool contrast to his usual edgy personality.
also!! he has really bad luck all the time <3 constantly tripping over stuff and falling in puddles and breaking his phone and. other bad luck stuff.
anyways i hope you enjoyed my insane ramblings about my scrungy little guy
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chainofclovers · 11 months ago
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a life improver
As someone who works relatively long hours Monday - Friday and has traditional weekends off (and before I write another word in this post, I'll acknowledge that the drudgery of this is also a privilege, albeit a privilege that is wound tightly into the tangled web of late-stage capitalism)........anyway. As someone with weekends off and an intense M-F schedule, I hear a lot about the Sunday Scaries. I empathize, but I have ~~~~basically eradicated them from my psyche.
It's really simple. I avoid scheduling anything social from the dinner hour or later on Sunday, try to make sure all chores and house responsibilities are wrapped up by then too, and make sure I've got something very calm to look forward to on Sunday nights. My default is that I know I can smoke a little weed and do the Sunday crossword puzzle in bed with my wife. What a delight! It could be reading, it could be a phone date with a friend, it could be baking a treat, or doing yoga, or whatever. And sometimes it is those things. But I know that no matter what, a Sunday night will involve a smoke and a crossword, and I genuinely delight in it and anticipate it and look forward to it even as I'm trying to get as much joy out of the rest of the weekend as possible.
The other piece of the equation is Monday morning. I get up early before work to write most days, but Monday mornings are probably my most important writing time because I use it to kinda set the tone for the week. I don't need to dread my Monday alarm. My Monday alarm means "go feed the cats and drink coffee and write pornography about characters from Ted Lasso." Or "feed the cats and drink coffee and work on your novel." Or "feed the cats and drink coffee and do a random writing exercise." Having that buffer between the start of the week and the start of the workweek is key. My job is stressful but I often like it quite a bit, and making sure it isn't the first thing I'm confronted with on a Monday morning makes me resent it so much less than I otherwise would.
(I'll add that not having kids absolutely factors in here, in that I'm able to dictate my own use of my time with a lot more freedom than most parents have.)
I still have trouble sleeping on Sunday nights sometimes, but the reality of my workday is rarely as bad as anything I'm anticipating, and forcing myself to relax on Sunday nights and wake up early on Monday mornings to have time to myself has done sooooo much for just making me feel like it's my own fucking life, which I am the boss of. Work is an essential facet of my existence but it is merely one facet of many.
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cadet-aviator · 7 months ago
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In trouble (1)
On the long bus drive back home from Camp I had had five hours to think it all over. 
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It had not been a good experience, that was obvious. I just didn’t understand it. I could see that pushing a boy like me to the point of exhaustion could perhaps have a good effect, in showing me that I was capable of a lot more than I had imagined, but I couldn’t really see the point of how they went about it in Camp. 
For one thing, I had not had a single word of encouragement, no ‘well done, lad’, nothing. I had spent hours and hours just standing in the presence of these retired officers who didn’t even seem to notice I was there, who clicked their fingers when they wanted a drink. It was just assumed that I would perform at 100%, and anything below that was unacceptable.
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The only response was negative, demerits and corrections, punishments. 
And it was all so eerily calm. I would stand there and lose focus a bit, trying not to fall asleep in the dusk, and suddenly an officer would stand before me and calmly say ‘For failure to maintain proper posture of attention, two demerits, cadet.’ And I would say ‘Yes Sir. Thank you Sir’. 
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I said before: I was used to being disciplined, and I didn’t disagree with the reprimands. At first I was even genuinely disappointed in myself, for not being that 100%. 
I confess that once I got off the bus (and had undergone yet another inspection) a kind of depression set in.
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I was convinced that the whole thing had been a bad mistake, something I should have avoided, something very far from the everyday practice of being a good school cadet, keeping my shirts clean, knotting my tie, doing my drills, trying to be strong and cool and pure. I loved all that, but was sure that I was not professional soldier material.
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I went in to the barracks for this evaluation at 6 AM confident that I was going to say ‘Thank you, but I will not continue as an Army cadet, Sir’. 
But that was not on the cards.
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They were actually a bit angry, during the evaluation, or pretended to be angry. The young officer looked over my record and said that 24 demerits in three weeks was quite bad, and very disappointing. It was particularly bad because they had had high hopes, I came with the Admiral’s personal recommendation, and it was clear that I had let him down – a major embarrassment to everybody.
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So there were consequences. I had signed a form, before I went, which had made me an Army cadet for the duration of the Camp, and they now came down on me with the full force of military regulations. It didn’t matter that I was only 15, and not a Malay national, and still in school – I had ‘offended’ the honour of this Army cadet corps. 
I was given a list, and they read it out to me. I was basically given a disciplinary sentence.
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The 24 demerits were changed into 240 hours of cadet ‘Disciplinary service’. Every free hour I had was going to be spent working in the barracks, doing the dishes, laundry, weeding in the garden, serving as mess waiter. Two periods of two hours during the week, and all of Saturday afternoon, so eight hours in all, for a period of 30 weeks. I would get home inspections twice a week. Also, my performance in school cadets would also be monitored, and any demerits there would be taken into account by the Army cadets, and added to my service.
I had to write a long letter of apology to the Army cadet corps acknowledging my below par performance, and to the Admiral, personally.
Finally, they would recommend that I not only do those three weeks again, but that I would be signed up for an additional three weeks of 'junior cadet officer training', which would mean putting me in charge of my own group of miserable boys.
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My parents were duly informed of all this; legally the Army could not impose a sentence on me without my parents’ consent, but they made it clear that this was all very serious, and could lead to more serious measures. They had already informed my school.
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I was completely dumbfounded. I didn’t talk back. I didn’t protest. I was dismissed. 
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teriwrites · 2 days ago
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Boy of My Imagination: Chp. 6-7
My Live Reactions to Reading Through My 2015 Novel
Open into a little flashback to the club that Penny mentioned in her journal entry. She's overwhelmed
Okay, tbf, Penny, you're the one who, unprompted, gave Chrys the name and address of this place.
But also, Chrys is an adult who should know better than to bring her friend who's still very much in early recovery to a CLUB
At least she figured it out eventually. Yk, in the club. Well past Penny's curfew. Probably having had too much to drink to drive them home.
Seriously, what a clusterfuck
Like Penny, you're not even allowed to drink with your medication, what are you even doing? Just hanging out??
I understand wanting to find a bathroom to clean yourselves up, but why can't you use the one in the club? Why are you wandering the streets looking for a convenience store??
Okay ig Chrys didn't get hammered, she's just tipsy, but still. Definitely shouldn't be driving.
'While I was familiar with the city of Honolulu, I wasn't sure that I trusted it in the dead of night.' i'm gonna take a guess and say it's 11:30pm right now
'There seemed to be no missed calls or new text messages, which worried me almost as much as if my mother had called twenty times.' real
'My mother was like a storm; it was best to prepare for the worst.' holy shit dude that is not a normal thing to say about your mom
Also shout-out to my mom, who's genuinely really cool and chill
Of course they pass by some kind of altercation going down in an alleyway
(2015 Teri, 'goon' still has a different meaning in 2025. Also no self-respecting gang member would describe a rival as a 'goon', they're not like the 1920s mafia)
Of course the 'thugs' (don't love that word here) spotted them, and they took off sprinting and managed to get themselves lost in the city
Oh shiiiiiiiiit Penny doesn't have her phone on her, they've been using Chrys'
Apparently they have the same phone??? since neither of them noticed until Penny went digging through her contacts
They called 911???? I mean, I guess idk what I'd do if I got lost in the middle of a city in the middle of the night with no way to contact anyone I knew
Will be interesting to see how this Teri takes on the subject of cops, seeing how they were an antagonizing force in the last modern WIP, and now they're gonna be escorting the MCs back to their car
"If my mom finds out that we had to be escorted by the police because I couldn't remember the area and forgot her phone number, she's not going to let me out of the house for a month," I groaned.' ok she kinda has a point there though
Okay the cop was just like... tired. He was there. Truly giving us nothing.
Except a ride back to the parking garage ig
Btw, how does Penny remember the name and address of a club but not her mom's phone number?? Like I get it nowadays, I don't memorize any numbers but my own, but in 2009?? In 2009 I could've recited both of my parents' phone numbers, and I was 11 years old
'[Chrys] seemed to be oddly quiet that night, though I couldn't guess at what was wrong.' you can't?? can't even hazard a lil assumption?? can't piece it together???
At least all that gave Chrys time to sober up
'It was Chrys' fault that we'd gone to the club; I was able to admit that much. However, I still felt responsible for being the final decision maker in whether we got to go to the club, and I felt guilty about not being able to find the car. How long was my memory going to be an issue?' probably longer than 3 weeks, hun
"Hey, Penny?" Chrys asked. She held clothes to change into, and was ready to go into the bathroom and wash her face, before we would switch off. I looked up. "Yeah?" "I know we're going to get into a lot of trouble tomorrow when your mom wakes up," Chrys admitted. "But today was cool, man." I didn't exactly agree with her, but I nodded.' (Poor Penny. She's only 21, she should've been at the club! Wait...)
Chrys is all about that type 2 fun
Ahhh here we go, now the journal entry is actually fully filled out
'I slammed the door of the Honda shut. Clouds overhead blocked the blinding sun's rays. It seemed appropriate that the only two overcast days in the past month were on the day Chrys arrived and the day she left.' awww Gertrude kicked her out, didn't she?
Bro it sounds like she wasn't even scared for her own daughter's safety, she was just pissed about breaking curfew??? grow up, woman, be a parent
"Mom didn't listen to what actually happened. We nearly got shot at!" you saw a dude with a gun, you didn't nearly get shot at
Ah, the perfect timing for some more context surrounding Chrys: as she's leaving
'Chrys' parents were the only people I knew that seemed to fit the term 'upper class'. It wasn't just the fact that they were loaded with cash. The way that her parents acted and treated others made me think of snobby European nobles in the early 19th century.' call them out!
Oh wait, Chrys is from Hawaii?? I thought she was from California for some reason
Huh... something something rich white people moving to Hawaii and treating it as their personal 'tropical paradise' while actual indigenous people struggle to do stuff like pay for medical care
Not that Penny's a great example of the latter, seeing as her family has a PRIVATE BEACHSIDE VILLA
But also wow Chrys Hates her folks
Oop, the boy is back
"There!" I said, pointing now. "He's over there, looking at the sign?" Chrys didn't respond. She shuffled down the bench to see more clearly, but she didn't make any response. I glanced back at her, but she was watching me, not looking at the boy. "Penny," she began. "There's no one looking at that sign." I turned back to make sure he was still there. "Sure he is! He's across the station, over by the Greyhound." This time, Chrys didn't bother looking over. "Penny, there's nobody over there. Are you feeling okay?" (siri, play the Twilight Zone theme music)
Okay, seriously, why is Gertrude treating her daughter like she's 17??? She's a college junior, she's 21, she's an adult, you can't just GROUND her
(At the time of writing this, however, I was 17, so fair enough)
A return of Gertrude walking in unannounced and leaving the door open as she goes
I would go ballistic
Family's gonna be taking a vacay~
To their own villa
(Teri, Hanauma Bay is a Nature Preserve, they can't just have a house there)
Family vacation is clearly a ruse just so that her parents can keep a closer eye on her
I know the messaging I was going for in trying to write Penny's body dysmorphia. Try to emphasize that being thin does not equate health. That it doesn't magically solve confidence issues. Etc.
But omfg it's painfully out of touch
Kinda funny that I called out the CEO of Abercrombie & Fitch as a 'jackass' though
Also!!!! First time usage of a 'swear word'!!! Pretty sure this is the only curse my parents would let slide when I was growing up, so I felt a little more comfortable putting it in writing
'April 23, 2009 We dropped Chrys off at the bus station today. She's going to be heading back to her parents. Poor girl. Mr. and Mrs. Aldrich are the kind of people that help me see why the French revolution happened. Not that I'd wish they'd go to the guillotine or anything, but if they'd lived back then, that's where they'd have gone.' (She really said 'eat the rich' lmao)
Ending Thoughts:
I totally forgot about the 'wind up at a club, get lost in the middle of the city' part of this story lol Seriously, most of what I was reflecting on while reading back through this is the insane kind of control that Gertrude keeps trying to enact over her daughter, and the really rough attempts to pass along a message about body positivity. I think at this point, I was a bit more aware of my writing and what messaging could come across to readers. In 2011, I didn't give a rat's ass about discussing real-world problems, but they crept in anyways: oppression, treatment of prisoners, power struggles. In 2013, I was a little more aware but struggled to find the fine line between my character's perspective vs. my own. In 2015, I'm much more intentionally writing in my own thoughts, but with very little grace. Just a lot of hammering, and in loud, abrasive, insensitive words.
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casino-lights · 2 months ago
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The Empress, the Hanged Man, and the World for both Lidia and Cazi!
Thank you so much for the ask! I got in my feelings with the last question :')
The Empress: What does family mean for Rook?
For both of them, the Crows are their family. It does differ slightly for each, though.
Lidia didn't really consider herself part of any family - and she certainly had no real allegience to her House - until she met Lucanis and Illario and was brought into the Dellamorte-Cantori-de Riva alliance. Lucanis became a brother to her, Teia became a sister, and Viago is the brother in law who keeps pissing her off because he keeps fumbling her sister and yet her sister is still crazy about him for some reason. She also took a shine to Jacobus, but she projects a few of her own unresolved childhood issues onto him and thus just wants to protect him and make sure he knows he's loved. Family, to her, is untouchable. They are infallible, and if the relationship sours, it must have been because of her somehow. In her eyes, they cannot possibly be at fault. She trusts those she considers family to a worrying degree, and would sacrifice anything and everything for them. She tries to keep this number small, but she is hungry for love and belonging, so she latches on quickly to anyone who shows her enough genuine care and calls them family regardless of how long they've known each other.
Cazi has memories of her parents, unlike Lidia. Though some are good, most are bad, and so it was difficult for her to see anyone as family for a long time. In many ways, her view on family is opposite to Lidia's, and it requires a great deal of time and many repeated displays of trust and care for Cazi to see someone in a more familial light. Family puts in effort to love and care for her, even when it's hard, and loyalty is an absolute necessity. However, she does have trouble realizing that familial love is not a transaction, and that she is allowed to receive acts of service and devotion without immediately needing to reciprocate them. Cazi often said she wanted to be just like Teia, who she looked up to for years, and considered her the closest thing to a sister she ever had. Once she was an adult and Houses de Riva and Cantori were allied, Viago assigned Cazi to train his own younger sister and then promptly regretted that decision once Cazi began dating her, and he is now unfortunately stuck with her as his sister-in-law. She pesters him at every given opportunity, and though they would never admit it openly, they love each other dearly - so long as Cazi keeps his sister happy. Additionally, Emmrich's two children become Cazi and her girlfriend's stepchildren - though they're almost the same age - and Manfred soon becomes a son to them as well.
The Hanged Man: What does Rook do when their hard work doesn't pay off? How do they cope with failure?
Lidia is a perfectionist when it comes to her contracts. If something doesn't go right, she makes it go right, no matter the cost. She has an unblemished record of never losing a target and she intends to maintain that, regardless of collateral damage or the time it might take. Failure is simply not an option for her, professionally. Personally, however, her definition of failure is strange and nebulous, as she rarely lets anyone close enough to consider their loss a failure. Illario's betrayal is the closest thing she considers to a personal failing, and even then, she and Lucanis stubbornly forced him down the path of redemption. She simply never gives up.
Cazi, on the other hand, considers failures a new and interesting kind of success. She doesn't worry about specifics, and she trusts her skills and her charisma to smooth over any issues that may arise from things not going to plan. Usually, she works out a way to achieve her goals regardless of the hurdles in her way or number of previous attempts. The only true failures she would ever count are interpersonal ones, things she couldn't take back or salvage: breakups and deaths. And those, well... she hasn't encountered any of those yet. Some nights, when she can't sleep, the idea of it terrifies her so much she has to take a walk to clear her head.
The World: What does happily-ever-after look like for Rook? Is it attainable, or just wishful thinking?
Lidia's perfect life looks to her like success and respect among the Crows. Once upon a time, she would have said it involved reigning at Illario's side while he held the seat of First Talon, perhaps even sharing it with Lucanis, but she knows that'll never happen now. Still, she dreams of being seen as a voice of authority and experience for the Crows, perhaps a Talon herself someday. She aspires to be legendary, a name said with awe as young Crows recount her perfect history of completed jobs and a large contribution to the freedom and independence of Antiva. Occasionally, when she's feeling especially sappy and self-indulgent, she also wonders what a family with Illario would be like. She has daydreamed about two or three little dark-haired Dellamortes with slightly pointed ears running around in the gardens, happy and content with the knowledge that their childhoods are fully their own and their parents are gentle and unconditionally loving.
Cazi, unlike Lidia, is unashamed of the fact that she hopes to have a family someday. (Most likely because she doesn't feel the need to apologize for her partner half the time.) In fact, her ideal retirement looks like advising the Crows in her free time and raising half-dwarf babies with her girlfriend and Emmrich as her new full-time job. She keeps a realistic view of it, as she knows dwarves aren't the most fertile species, but she does get a fond, faraway smile each time she hears children laughing. She has no dreams of her antics making it into legend or song, and would prefer to simply lead a full, fun life, indulging her whims whenever possible and fulfilling her partners' dreams as much as she can so they have as few regrets as she does.
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atopvisenyashill · 1 year ago
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So I came upon your blog while looking through the asoiaf tag and explored it a bit. Would you please explain to me how are you against Targaryen incest, but find Jonsa fine? I’m genuinely curious, as I’ve just started reading the books (I’m half-way through a storm of swords) and find nothing fine about any form of incest, whether it is or not considered as such in-universe. I also find little to no Jonsa moments. Could you help me? Thank you!
okay so first of all i got sent an ask forever ago about what the appeal of jonsa is and i’ve been working on explaining basically where i see the plot going and why it’s thematically relevant and is2g i’m still actually putting it together it’s just doing that in a middle of a reread is tough bc my ideas are kinda all over the place lmao (just like this ask is about to be sorry!) (also once again, sorry if my tone comes across very weird, i swear i reread like twelve times to make sure i don’t sound too snarky and wasn't just vomitting up a thousand words of nonsense lmao!!).
BUT. Well there’s three points to this: what the characters may feel, what i feel about jonsa, and what i feel about targ incest. so first the characters:
I think it’s important to point out that first cousin marriage (and auncle/nibling marriage, esp if it’s a “half” relation) are not considered true incest in westeros and in many parts of our world. rickard and lyra, ned’s parents, are cousins. joanna and tywin lannister are first cousins. jonnel and sansa and edric and serena are uncle/nieces, and you’ll note that when alys karstark comes to jon for help, he is disgusted that her uncle is trying to steal her inheritance and not that he’s her uncle attempting to marry her. i point this out because not only is there nothing legally stopping a jonsa marriage, the characters themselves may also see it that way (as not incest). and if your next point is “well they grew up thinking they’re siblings” my answer is - yes and? One of the influences on this series is Mervyn Peake, who wrote gothic medieval stories, and both incest and pseudo-incest is very much a big part of gothic stories! A lot of the storylines in this world are dedicated to exploring incest as a force of socialization and romanticism, from Naerys pleading to live “as brother and sister” and Aegon insisting “we already are” to Alysanne’s “Alyssa is meant for Baelon” to Jaime’s “he heard none of it" in the sept. I don’t think it’s that far of a stretch to posit that two characters we have POVs for will fall in love and grapple with what that love says about them, about society, about their role in the world - and in fact, about half of Jon’s most popular ships are between him and a female relative. Sansa makes more sense to me because she’s closer to his age than Arya, has a more troubled relationship with him, is involved in the political aspects of the story just as much as he is, and isn’t likely to immediately start setting people on fire after they meet.
Now as for me, basically - i think both types of incest are the result of socialization + extreme trauma, and I fully expect that if Jonsa goes canon it will have a tragic ending. I think Jonsa takes some of the inherent misogyny of targ incest and plays around with it - Jon having significantly less societal privilege than basically every other Targaryen and what that means for Sansa as an heiress - but just because I think an exploration of that dynamic will be interesting, doesn’t mean I don’t expect it to be rife with problems.
because the problem with incest is the power dynamic ultimately, and you cannot escape that power dynamic bc people don’t exist in a vacuum. For all the Starks have some fucked up skeletons in their closet, Lyanna doesn’t show up in Ned’s bed naked and ask him to stop her betrothal to Robert, does she? This is the fundamental difference between targ incest and Jonsa or even Lannicest; Lannicest is rampant with toxicity from both of those deranged weirdos but they feel entitled to each other's bodies because of their own trauma surrounding their tumultuous childhoods (and probably some normalization of incest from their parents and proximity to Aerys/Rhaella/Rhaegar), but no one is saying "Jaime you are owed Cersei's body" or "Cersei your womb belongs to your brother and your brother alone." So I don't feel the need to sit here and go "Lannicest is toxic" like yeah? Clearly, lmao, these two feel like they are so damaged, and made so special by that damage, that they can only love one another, that's not what anyone would call healthy. I don't think it's necessary to sit here and explain that dynamic has abuse problems; it's right there in the text!
"well what about the power dynamic between jon and sansa?" YES WHAT ABOUT IT. that's the point! i'm interested in how a dynamic that is inherently abusive will play out between two people who were raised to believe some types of incest are okay but not others, who are victims of abuse and societal alienation themselves. because at the same time that i condemn targ incest, there are obviously real feelings and genuine care in these relationships and in these people, because again, people don't exist in a vacuum. daemon backs rhaenyra into this corner and then crucially does not kill any of her children because he realizes that's a step too far, she'd never forgive it, perhaps even because he grew to love them (i mean, Lucerys and Joffrey likely barely remember any other father but Daemon!). maegor is a monster who very specifically never harms rhaena's daughters! aemon is a useless pos but it seems likely he had a hand in raising naerys' son to be better than aegon because he could see the harm he and his brother were doing to naerys even if aemon was too much of a coward to actually stop that harm in any meaningful way! the difference, to me, is that jon will see that this relationship built on trauma and grief may be the only love he and sansa will ever allow themselves to feel but it is not healthy for them, and jon will leave! and sansa will realize she is not the impassive, frozen, detached symbol that the men around her want her to be, but a living, breathing person with her own wants and desires and agency, and will let him go!
Ultimately, while i think romanticizing and sexualizing the taboo is fine and even healthy, for me, there has to be some acknowledgement that you are in fact romanticizing the taboo. This is why the shitty dudes in asoiaf work for me in a way shitty dudes outside of asoiaf don’t usually - my general bitching about parts of the narrative that don’t click for me aside, there’s firm condemnation of the people engaging in these behaviors, from cersei sexually abusing lancel to sandor creeping on sansa. just because the narrative also shows us and wants us to feel empathy for sandor and cersei and why they’ve become bad people doesn’t mean what they’re doing isn’t bad. that’s what i like! i don’t want a story that holds my hand and drags me to the moral nor do i want a story that presents a god awful person who is supposed to be morally upright and not mean for us to dig deeper into them!
(this is why i like the pt but not the st of star wars, if you want an example - for all the prequels are um. flawed. lucas has an overreaching story about the effects of war, slavery, and interpersonal abuse that he’s dedicated to, and we are meant to be horrified by anakin choking padme just as surely as we’re meant to mourn their relationship and love for each other when palpatine gleefully tells anakin she’s dead and ani destroys the room in grief. vs like. what were the sequels even fucking doing man).
So the thing here is that I actually do in fact find Targaryen incest interesting while being morally repugnant as a practice, and I'm positive Jonsa will play around with both the morality of incest and the romanticism of it in a way that I find just as interesting, varied, romantic, and fulfilling as like, the Jaime/Cersei(/Brienne/Tyrion) mess or the Daemon/Rhaenyra/Laena/Harwin debacle! I like incest and I also hate it! I contain multitudes!
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cryptidsurveys · 2 months ago
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Thursday, December 12th, 2024.
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When was the last time you did something you didn’t want to do, to please someone else? I baked a Devil's Food cake for my dad yesterday. I wasn't really in the mood to bake and it's not like he asked me to do it right then and there, but he picked it out at the store and I knew we both would enjoy and appreciate it, so it wasn't a big deal. I was happy to do it in that sense.
If you wear mascara, what brand is it? Do you have mascara in any colours other than brown or black? I haven't worn mascara (or any makeup) for years now. I've only ever had it in black.
Do you have a favourite outfit that you like to wear for nights out? I don't have nights out. I'm such an early bird; I hate the thought of being out after dark unless I'm coming home from the shelter…or going out to look at Christmas lights, but that's an entirely different thing.
When was the last time you painted your nails? What colour(s)? It's been years. I'm not sure what the very last color would have been, but probably something like black, dark red or green, silver, or some shade of pink. Possibly no colors at all and just a clear topcoat.
Do you know what you’re going to wear tomorrow? Most likely sweatpants and some combination of animal shelter attire. Gonna be there from 8:00am-5:00pm.
When you have a soft drink, do you prefer it in a bottle or can? I would most prefer it in a glass with plenty of ice.
What’s your least favourite alcoholic drink? Probably vodka because it reminds me of dark times.
Do your parents get annoyed if you go out and come home drunk? Regardless of the exact circumstances, my dad would be concerned due to my past issues with alcohol.
Do you like iced tea or coffee? Those are pretty different things, but I like them both.
Who was the last person to embarrass you? What did they do?
When you’re upset, do you tend to comfort eat or lose your appetite? I just try to stick to my usual routines.
Do you have a friend or relative that turns into a complete ninny when they’ve had too much to drink? I don't know what Oliver is like when they're drunk. I don't think they're much of a drinker in the first place.
Have you ever eaten so much of a favourite food that you got bored of it? Yeah. Speaking of…I might be drifting into a new "food phase" due to my recent stomach issues. I was kind of forced out of my habits and don't yet know how things will settle in the aftermath. There are some foods I don't want to give up and will likely go back to eating as long as there's no trouble, but others I might have to give up or at least consume less frequently or in smaller quantities.
What’s the unhealthiest thing you’ve eaten today? The small piece of chocolate in my breakfast oatmeal bowl.
Who was the last person to send you a message on Facebook? Does/did that person go to the same school as you? Let's go with Instagram. The last person to message me was Ollie and no, we've never attended the same school.
How is your hair looking today? Fine. It's too short for bed head / hat head to affect it much.
What is your favourite brand of haircare products? I don't have a favorite brand or product.
Have you bought any alcoholic drinks in the past week? No.
Has a stranger ever offered to buy you a drink? No.
Do you know anyone that talks constantly about themselves and never even bothers to ask you how you are? I mean, aside from initial greetings, most people don't genuinely ask me how I am.
When was the last time you used a public toilet? Tuesday.
If the last person that hurt you apologized, what would you say to them? I'm not even sure I'm interpreting their actions correctly; I could just be overly sensitive and paranoid. But assuming I am correct, if they apologized, then I would probably just brush it off and tell them not to worry about it.
Did you go shopping today? No.
What was the last thing that put a smile on your face? Esther. She's perched on the arm of my computer chair, watching as I type this.
What is something you’d be happy to receive as a gift, that doesn’t cost a lot? Baked goods or utensils / tools related to baking. Cook books. A new coffee mug.
You’re given an extra $10 and told to go and treat yourself. What do you buy? I'm honestly not sure. Maybe I'd go get a coffee and a snack or something.
Has anyone ever asked for your phone number, and you refused to give it to them? Not that I specifically recall.
When was the last time you used someone else’s phone to text or make a call? Whose phone was it? Probably my dad's phone.
Do you have a favourite comfort food, that you absolutely must eat whenever you’re ill or upset? If I'm actually sick - i.e. with something other than a migraine, like a virus or whatever - then it kind of depends on what I can tolerate. There aren't any foods I have to eat, but there are some that I go to more than others.
If you were to decide now that you wanted to get drunk, what alcohol is available in your house? There's some bourbon left over from when I made that berry tart a few weeks ago.
What kind of music does your significant other/crush like to listen to?
When was the last time you ate cake? What type of cake was it? I had a tiny piece of that Devil's Food cake last night.
Who did you have your first kiss with? Do you remember what colour his/her eyes were? I'm not even sure what to consider my first kiss.
What’s the last letter of your surname? R.
In your phone’s contacts, who is the first person listed under ‘M’? What colour is that person’s hair? Mom. Brown / graying.
Whose Facebook timeline did you post on most recently?
Are there any themes from TV shows that you like to sing along to? Not really.
Kinky question time … to turn you on quickly, where is the best place to touch or kiss you?
Do your grandparents ever ask you about your love life? My grandparents have all passed away. They never asked me about my love life.
Do you eat dessert after dinner? I don't normally eat anything right after dinner, but I will have some dessert-like snacky bits before heading to bed.
Does anyone send you messages to say good morning or goodnight? No.
Have you ever had too much to drink and felt embarrassed about your behaviour the next day? Boooy have I ever.
Have you ever gone into school/work with a hangover? No.
What was the last thing your parents gave you money for? I'm not sure.
Who were the last people you had a group conversation with on Facebook? Never been in a group chat on Facebook. The only group chat I'm part of currently is the one for cattery. We don't really have full on conversations there, though; it's more for the sake of relaying important information.
The last time you were in a car, who was driving? Me. Went to therapy yesterday morning.
Who was the last person you took a photo of? Either my dad or Liv and Riley. Not an identifying photo, but a "behind the scenes" of a kitty photo shoot we did a few weeks ago.
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What was the last thing that stressed you out? Intrusive thoughts.
Tell me about your last night out. Did anything interesting or amusing happen?
Who was the last new artist you came across, that you really liked?
What was the last video you watched on YouTube? Marfoogle TV.
What was the last song you listened to, that reminded you of someone? Not sure.
Have you ever told anyone that you were never going to speak to them again, but then you did? Probably.
How old is the last male you texted? 71.
When you go out drinking, what do you prefer to drink?
What was the last thing a friend bought for you? A little alien comic book.
What colour was the last mug you drank out of? Mostly white with bits of tan, gray, and red.
Do you have a collection of anything? No.
Is there a food or drink that you haven’t had before, but would like to try? I finally tried bubble tea!!! Lol, this was actually quite some time ago, all the way back in spring, but…!!! I got a taro one at Mongolian Grill.
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heartlurch · 1 year ago
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Can you tell more about your cannibal shaymin OC who hates being in land forme? idk her name but she seemed cool... I like pokémon OCs and she had a really neat look and vibe about her... any other poké OCs you have would be neat to learn more about too!
(Under the cut for courtesy.)
Whoa, so interesting for her to be remembered, I made her years ago... (2019 mayb?) She wasn't as developed as some other concepts of mine, I never settled on a name proper, but I think of her as named something kind of severe. Like 'Clarity'... in contrast with her very sick, hazy mind.
She's genuinely just a vvvvery very ill, disordered individual, I imagined her very troubled when developing as a baby, put-off and violent towards any littermates or parent figure. She's not very old... young adolescent? And her diet is 'improper', as shaymin aren't meant to predate on other pokes, so she is underweight as her body isn't absorbing nutrients properly. Though I think unlike our world, pokemon are magical, enough that there is some wiggle room, esp as a pseudo-legendary... so her diet won't kill her, just hobble her, maybe further her unwellness. It's not exactly a hunger like a normal predator, it is something possessing her to do this, I would say almost like a delusion (that this is her 'destiny' in some manner, that's why it 'feels so good'.)
Eventually she was slated to have a mate that was a very overweight vaporeon my wife developed, one that got really good at hunting in its own habitat ww... I knew my wife was thinking about her being drowned, pulled into the lake by him.
As for OCs, I have several, many were made during a particular winter in 2017 where me and my wife sat down to design several pkmn to pair with one another. :3 Most of them compiled here & most didn't get a name. I think only the zigzagoon had one, 'Dart'... His mate, the persian with a blue gem, is named Lapis. I remember their narrative was one where her owner desperately wishes to breed her for her rare color mutation, but she is so persnickety and will not deign any proposed sires... The owner isn't cruel so doesn't force anything into her. But then she becomes charmed by a dirty little stray zigzagoon and instead obsessively wants to groom, cuddle, mate with him lol, and the owner just has to be like sigh, if this is what she wants....
I believe the chinchou was paired with a goreabyss that was very saturated (from her successful diet, much bloodsucking done ww), they meet oneday and she decides to not... kill him, for now. (?) The shuppet paired with a swirlix that is repulsed by sweets, thus suffers from a poor diet also. When the swirlix is unwell, the shuppet is able to feed on her negative emotions, and when the swirlix gets nursed back to health by shuppet, then it is his turn to become lethargic and unwell (no longer able to feed from her.)
Butterfree, electrike etc. were all just design pitches, not developed.
Since I really like the 'chu line, I had various sonas of them also. I had a 'set' of 2 pichu which were 'composite sonas' to represent myself, born from the same egg but instead of recognizing one another as siblings, saw each other as halves of the same whole. Technically they have defects effecting their development, improper tails and one has lop ears (cartilage issue?) Their egg was abandoned, so they have no troupe, and they're unable to be kind to one another actually... so they're sort of doomed to die if no one takes care of them. There's alternate timelines where, if they're somehow very lucky, they are able to evolve into pikachu/raichu... but then just become absolute monsters like that. Like I mean flat out going to become rapists kfkfkf
The pikachu, Muka, was an exploration of if those pichu weren't born separately, instead combining into 1 being. In this case, the lop-eared one would be melanistic (which I sometimes think of 'shadow' pokemon as being that in this world) ; the result is Muka is very visibly a chimera. He is still abandoned as an egg, and development was very difficult, but he has a 'more complete mind', less fractured.
One of my most recent sonas was Hondew, I made him like, early ~2021 or something... another chimera. (This concept stuck w/ me for a sec...) I have a write-up of him still:
"As a trapinch (and vibrava) he was a very simple minded creature, highly food motivated. would overeat if he could. but he was just getting by in the desert and could only do so much. Surviving to his final evolution was good fortune. The resulting intelligence and stats boost... are used all towards his high food drive. but now he also has the ability to enjoy playing with his food, and devise ways to hurt things.
his moveset is focused on paralysis (mean look, thunder fang) to slow things down and avoid giving chase(or being chased). he's not a fast flier, nor can he fly very high. as he gets fatter and less mobile, it means he problem solves how to work around these things. enabling him further..
he delights in eating baby pokemon and eggs, there's a sick enjoyment in doing so. and he clears the area of unwanted competition by making an inhospitable environment where there's a dirty rotten baby eater on the loose ! :(
He'll never pick a fight directly with a pokemon as high leveled as him. he has patience and tenacity on his side. he will play the long con of harassing you, tormenting you, and evading you with a tricky moveset. and most pokemon just would rather live elsewhere, where the competition is more manageable and there isn't a huge jerk nipping at your heels every second.
he likes to manipulate things in his hands, and the frequent use makes them more dextrous than most flygons. he can often be seen holding something. meticulously running his claws over it. in the case of avvy's shinx, he loves to touch her fur and carries her around everywhere. she's very novel, as shinx are not native to his deserts. he keeps her on a whim, but grows very attached to her over time"
Aside from him I think my most recent exploits were these other unnamed ones, a salandit and a togekiss. The togekiss is there to love and fuss and chuff over the little archen that nips at it, and the salandit is endlessly consuming cutiefly. I have a liepard and nidorino in the works, but they're indistinct in my mind still...
(Often I suppose naming the pokemon doesn't always come to mind bc they are equivalent to wild animals & sometimes it just doesn't really feel important or cross the mind.)
My only other OCs I belieeeve are in PMD verse, compiled here. Their narratives are not very different from the plot of their respective games. I think only the PMD sky set of phanpy (Vvyrd) and vulpix (Vivi) deviate, as Vivi evolves and her nature changes as a ninetales, she eventually steals Vvyrd away into the mountains to live in isolation. The skitty/mudkip were only from playing the demo fr DX so I don't think they had proper names... The super team was of a bulbasaur (Periwinkle) and fennekin (Wish) !
That's!!!!!!!!! Everything I think...........
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rin-and-jade · 4 months ago
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TW: venting
How do I deal with an entitled alter?
Someone i know, is always by my side. Gled to it practically, and they're very ... needy
They constantly want things to go their way, they criticize my every move, saying they want this or that changed, they wanted yellow on MY painting instead of the pink that I chose.
Argh it's so... frustrating! And I can't get them to back off! I keep telling them that if that want to,- then they can just leave, but then they tell that they CAN'T and I just don't get it, it's such confusing behaviour but there's no escape from them. They keep following me everywhere I go and wanting me to change this and that for them.
Why can't they just be an adult like I am and learn how to back off! I never wanted them around, but they're acting as if they earn something from this and I just don't know what to do about it. They've been following me for so long, I can't take them/it anymore. Just- tell me how I get rid of them please?
They're like a child. Act like it at least, and they cling tight, like they need something.
Something they long for, but can't quiet express,,,, I think everytime they say they want this or that,, , , , it's a test.
To see how much I love them.
To see when I'll bend. When I'll snap. When I can't take it anymore and shout or yell or just- say something mean- anything I can to get them to lay off of me.(/us)
I'm so frustrated, this testing of theirs, is seriously breaking me down, and wearing me thin, so thing that I don't have patience or empathy or any emotional capacity left over for them. I just want to get rid of them.
I feel like a parent that's been kept up for several nights by their screaming child.
But God they have got to learn boundaries, - have got to learn that not everything goes their way, that they can't just force someone else to bow down for them and to get them to fill the form of parental love they're missing.
I can't be responsible for them, I won't be responsible for them. But it feels like they're trying to force me into giving them what they want.
They cling to me like they've chosen me as their parent, but i just- I'm not capable of being that for them.
I really don't want to be one for them.
I can't handle it.
They never tell me what they're REALLY looking for. But I really do think it's that parental love sorta thing.
I think they've just been so neglected that they're looking for the long lost pieces of what they need to feel whole again, but I can't give them that! I'm A HOST! For God's sake, I have a job to do, I can't keep going around having to babysit some other alter, it's too much responsibility that I'm not capable of bearing on my shoulders!
Please, how do I reject them ?
I think i can agree that people shouldn't take on work that they can't do for various reasons, so your reason here is valid.
First and foremost: express your genuine feelings of their actions. This can be done in an example like "i know you're trying to seek some closure from me, though the cruel actions is making everything unbareable and i will not allow my remaining autonomy to be taken for granted until you change your ways" , the idea here is to never direct to the person instantly (to prevent the abandonment or any negatively repressed feelings that can take offense) and only point out that it'll be rewarded if it acts more favorably (in this case, not nagging or trying to snap you)
Second: reccomend them that talking straight to the point on what its seeking for, instead of dropping clues or micromanaging or passively attempting to get feedback,, it will provide them an answer or a need or a thought that wants to be said.
Third, and last: ask what kind of issues or troubles or anxiety or worry or unresolved feeling it has. This will give you a better understanding about the situation you and them are in. If not told, then I suggest giving time and space and see if they open up. If it did reply to your question in an angry or a blaming way,, do not respond or react to it.
From these 3 steps, it'll help you gauge with what could be the issue or the problem in a deeper level. Feel free to update the results to me if you want this help to be continued! But, i wish you goodluck for now.
- c
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hatsunevitu · 2 years ago
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did i mention i love kyman crossovers? i have come up with a kyman au that is a crossover with infinity train.
first of all if someone has no idea what infinity train is, that’s a cartoon about an odd train with an endless amount of cars in it. people get to this train suddenly, and they have a green flashing number on their hand, each is individual. it represents the main psychological trouble a person has. number can go up and down depending on how far a person is from solving the problem. the main aim of the train is to help ppl solve their trouble and make peace with themselves. (for example the main character of season 1 was a girl whose parents were divorced, and she blamed herself for that. she could only get off the train when she realised she’s not responsible for their decision and sometimes things change for the better)
so basically m4 + butters got to the train to the different cars each, but eventually they would find each other. i think first of all kyle found someone like butters or kenny, and cartman found stan. they would wander around through all those cars trying to understand the meaning of the numbers. when they finally all met up they saw that everyone’s numbers are different (butters has the biggest one and kenny has the least one) except for kyman because they share the same number. and it really pisses them off, because they have no idea why the hell they have something (anything) in common. so they’d start arguing and fighting AND THE NUMBER SUDDENLY WENT UP.
cartman: Aye! Are you copying me or what?
kyle: What are you talking about, Fata– oh! Your number! The same as mine…
cartman: Yeah, Kahl, that’s what I wanted to ask you about!
kyle: I have no idea why it is this way. Probably a coincidence?
cartman: What are the odds of this, huh?
kyle: I don’t know! And fuck off already, I’m already pretty sick of hearing you again.
cartman: You’re sick?? I’m the one who is forced to stay in a godforsaken closeted space with fucking Kyle!
kyle: Ughhh, it was much better to walk with Kenny, you fat fuck.
cartman: Yes, I also prefer Stan’s company muuuch better! …Wait.
kyle: Huh?
cartman: The number. It changed. It was 167 and now it’s 176!
kyle: …Mine too…
cartman: So they are connected.
kyle: I guess they are…
cartman: Oh, screw it, now my number is connected to the jew’s number! That’s not good, I swear it’s a bad luck…
kyle: Shut up already, would you?? I’m trying to think. You made our numbers go up.
cartman: Oh, so now it’s my fault?!
kyle: Whose else could it be?
cartman: My number was totally fine until I met you! I bet you did something to it and now because of your tricks I’ll never leave that train and never go home and that means I’ll never eat my goddamn KFC dinner my mother had promised me today.
kyle: Oh, so that’s the only thing that bothers you??
cartman: No, it actually bothers me a lot that I’m stuck here with you, of all people!!
(lmao btw the numbers are not random, 167 is a number of s16e7 “cartman finds love” and 176 is “ginger cow :D)
so they fight a lot and their number goes up and up, and then cartman does one small nice things for kyle and number goes a but down, so he realises the number depends on their friendship??? so he starts using it trying to act nice and good to kyle (not genuinely ofc)
cartman, opens the car’s door for kyle: After you, my dear friend.
kyle: What are you doing?
cartman: What? Just trying to help you, that’s all.
kyle: …You enter this one first.
cartman: What. Why?
kyle: I don’t trust you. It’s probably the most dangerous one and you just want to lock me there or something.
cartman: Why would I do that, Kahl?
kyle: Because you hate me.
cartman: That’s not true! It’s just friendly fighting, nothing more. Come on, Kyle, I’ll help you with that car! Hey, and did I mention you look sooo great today?
kyle, raising an eyebrow: The fuck are you talking about? What’s the catch? And why do you keep looking at your number?
cartman: Oh my GOD! Can’t I just be nice to you for a goddamn minute without you suspecting me of some delusional ideas, you fucking jew?!
kyle: I want to know why you’re nice, because I will never believe you’re genuine about that.
cartman: Oh, for fuck’s sake, just keep going!
and he realises it doesn’t work until it’s sincere.
so it takes them about two months to fix their friendship and be honest about it. that they don’t actually hate each other, that they have much more in common than they thought. and then they’re stuck at something like 10, for, um, two weeks. nothing they do can change their number no matter how nice and good they are to each other. the thing is the train wanted them to be honest to themselves, and they couldn’t do it without admitting they like each other more than friends :3
AND OH GOD PLS TELL ME IT DOESN’T SOUND DELUSIONAL AND CRINGE BECAUSE IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS SHIT FOR LIKE THE WHOLE DAY.
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datastate · 9 months ago
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onto chapter 8!
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GIRL THIS IS NO WAY YOU JUST "LEAVING THAT ASIDE!" REFERENCING YOUR PARENTS' DEATHS. she is going to kill me i'm being so serious
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he's too silly oh my god. i hate to say it but i do this exact same shit whenever my siblings are going on trips alone...
also i thought for a moment that miharu was just putting his arms on his waist like this (IT WAS HIS DUMB HOODIE <3)
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^ i like them.
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you know what that means tobari. if you die there better be some fucked up resurrection shit, okay? don't lose all of banten's stuff... (though he'll probably. give info to miharu i expect...
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so hopeful... it is interesting seeing the regenerative properties though :'3 god i hope miharu doesn't end up overly relying on it...
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raimei's reaction to it too... god i need to. shake them around in a glass jar like bugs, okay? for their health.
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oho... i haven't got much to say here either, but i am very curious if there's a personal connection here, which would make. well. the destruction of some of the banten info devastating, huh...
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OH...?
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:'] it really is unfortunate that she's right - his reaction would probably just be to. accept that and move forward regardless </333 gwahhh... raimei it's okay. you can still be friends even if you intend to get something out of it all... it's not like you'll betray him right? right! it's fine..... (i really do like characters whose attachments crop up unexpectedly though <3)
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HELP. ASKING HIM STRAIGHT UP? & he still manages to slip away with no more than a few dots...
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RAIMEI. LOOKS AT YOU SO SWEETLY... so little is left but that little still pushes you forward huh...
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be niceys to him he is literally the bearer of good news and infodumps
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i initially misread this to be "kumohira-sensei will be in trouble" and i was going to gasp for good reasons but then i reread when i saw him lock the door just to make sure (to see if he was doing it for tobari to force him to be uninvolved) and i was like Oh. oh no.
god this sequence is so. just sad to see. but also, buddy you don't have to explain that things went wrong in your life like this; that's pretty clear from you attacking a 14 year old for his. blood.
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THE PERSPECTIVE'S SO GOOD 🔥
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trembles. is this a case of shared daisho but instead of a tanto it's two full swords... each grown into their own..... (she might've actually mentioned the make of her sword before but shhh shhh let me stare at blades)
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RAIMEI... ;_; augh the rest of the scene being obscured with smoke & fire is just. so good. the composition for these scenes always makes me insane... i need to hug her. this is so good; her only real opportunity to take the information &, i'd assume, do what she couldn't manage before (in the sense of, turning her blade against her brother)
also. raises my hand. yuhki kamatani why are there so many older brothers who kill their parents in your story. would you like to talk 🎤
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please let me hug her.
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i love them so much. nothing more to add really, i'm just glad this was cleared up sooner rather than later, you know...? it's nice to lay the groundwork... it's also cute seeing raimei as the embarrassed one by that, but poor koichi though aegaha <3
just. in general, this was a really good chapter for fleshing out raimei's character further :'] she has such a strong presence in the story so far and i'm having a joyous time & genuinely can't wait to read further into her as it carries on... i think, so far, she's probably my favorite character!!! i'm always weak for characters who are pushing themselves forward solely because there's nowhere else that'll take them, but the fact that she's bound herself to miharu's journey for this, it really does get to me... it's sort of like. finally finding a home that isn't stationary, which is probably something difficult for her at this point too. it's a waypoint amidst all else where she really had to drive herself & come up with others who were allies, but not friends as miharu, presumably, would be fine with or even want to be...
i'm very excited to see how her conflict w her brother comes to a head... and what she'll have to do with herself after her burden's finally released :'] aghhh... my poorest beast.
ALSO YOITE. YOITE. YOITE :-) I'M SO SCARED BUT I'M EXCITED TO SEE HIM AGAINNN
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lxvenderhxzehv · 1 year ago
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Hello, its me
A Self para: Teddy and Hope
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The Restaurant was fixing to close. Teddy had sent everyone home and was packing up the food that was left over to take home for him a Kirby to eat that night When he heard the bell at the top of the door ring. "were closed!" he shouted from the counter as he wiped it down. It was one of the last things he had to do. When the sound of heels clicking on the hardwood floor came closer he glanced up from his work. Who he saw nearly shook him too his core. "Hope?!
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Hope smiled brightly "Theodore Clark Collins...." a giggle followed her words "Well now, I haven't seen you since you were how old? you have grown so much!" He towered over her and boy had he filled in nicely. She could see now why Morgan was hanging around him. Why the gossip column had mentioned him so much as of recently. He was very kind on the eyes and screamed trouble, even if it wasn't on purpose.
"What are you even doing here?" Teddy was even more thankful now that he had sent everyone home. He didn't know the ins and outs of the what Halley knew about her mother. But the last thing he wanted was for her to be upset while at work. "I mean...it's good to see you! but I'm just confused...What happened?"
Hope looked to him a little pout on her face "I felt home sick. You know they say you don't realize you have a good thing until it's gone...New York never felt like home, like Huntsville did" she lied to him. New York had been heaven on earth to her, she was well off, her parents money kept her well taken care of for just long enough till she could find someone to Marry who could cater to he life style. Of course Hope Macgillivray always got what she wanted and like everything else she did. He was a lawyer and a damn good one at that. It helped that his mother was an ex Broadway starlet turned producer and was Hopes in to the big time. The only thing in her way, or so she thought was Hank. But now she was stuck here "I'm still settling in so I was just stopping by the pick up some food on my way home....but I won't trouble you"
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Teddy sighed, he didn't believe a word of it but kept his friendly demor all the same. "So, you came back to what?" He questioned "Are you going to try and fix things with Hank and Halley?" He leaned on the the counter and furrowed his brows "If you are I'd appreciated if you don't do it at my restaurant" he grumbled "I just don't want any trouble here..." He grabbed one of the bags he had packed up "Here you can have this, it's on the house...since you didn't know how early we closed..." Hoped nodded "I'm going to try, I can't force my self back in their lives...so at least whatever Halley decides that's what I'll respect..." she nodded "And I know Hank and Morgan are back together....not really surprised though..." She shrugged before glancing up to him with a sly smile "I was surprised to read about you and Morgan though..." her eyes shifted to the food. "oh Teddy you're a sweet heart" The words came out a bit more artificial than she intended.
Teddy leaned back up and crossed his arms. When she was talking about Halley it seemed genuine however when she mentioned Morgan and Hank he suddenly felt a wave of anger push over him and it only got worst when he had mentioned his relationship with Morgan. His already crossed arms tightened. "Were friends yeah, Why dose that matter..." his eyes narrowed at her.
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"oh it doesn't, but you're clearly not just friends..." Hope shrugged "Just making a observation from the view of and outsider and you're body language speaks volumes." She chuckled looking him up and down "I just didn't peg you for the type to go for an older woman...."
Teddy felt his cheek flush. Sure he liked Morgan a bit more than he lead on. One of the main reasons he had agreed to an open relationship with Kirby was so that if he wanted to he could still see Morgan and wouldn't be an issue but that didn't matter anymore. "I Have a boyfriend Hope..." He explained then brushed her off "I think you better be heading out now, You have your food and its gonna get dark soon." He handed her the bag "It was good seeing you again but I've gotta get home..." he grabbed his own bag and came from behind the counter. Hope cut him off placing a hand on his chest running her manicured nail a long his chest. He exhaled deeply and rolled his eyes.
"shame" Hope said once again pouting "You seem like a lot of fun now Theodore" She noticed him cringe when she called him that and it made her smile devilishly. "If you're ever looking for a good time yourself, your boyfriend lets you off your leash, or you get bored with whatever game you're playing with Morgan..." She sauntered towards the door then paused to look back at him "Give me a call..." She winked before leaving.
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Teddy stood there shocked, he couldn't comprehend what just happened. "Shit...shit shit shit" he knew he had to tell Morgan, this couldn't wait. He radioed Kirby to let them know he wouldn't be at the apartment that night and hopefully catch him before they got too far away from the commune. He ran out of the Restaurant locking the doors behind him and headed to Morgan's house.
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