#i gotta write smthn up abt this

[autistic-katara]

writing would fix me

[seventh-district]

wow!!! nothing better than watching your AO3 subscribers stat go down every time you post a new chapter of your current fic!!!

[venusandsaturnsrings]

inceltaru is so genius. kisses ur forehead. i have so many thoughts.

grinding against each other while he sits in his gaming chair, walking in on him watching some weird hentai anime, finding the nsfw manga he keeps in his bedside table.

ESPECIALLY. him thirsting over a chubby reader because his brain is too rotten from all the hentai with chubby girls hes consumed. jsut thinking about if he could ever get you to agree to recreate those nasty things with him

KISSES U BACK!! i can’t claim the idea of inceltaru as a whole (i stumbled across smthn abt him on twt like a year ago) but i’ve very much tailored him to match my preferences and how i see his character better!! when i first started writing him, it was bc there was no other content like it out there and if you want a job done right, you’ve gotta do it yourself y’know?? modern problems require modern solutions etc etc… ANYWAYS you’re a genius here this is for you MWAH!! >///<

if you asked Ajax his favourite genre of manga, he’d tell you something unassuming like slice of life or romance; he may even name some titles if pressed. he’s also a big fat liar with shelves of various adult materials, primarily centred around chubby girls and breeding. his computer has numerous tabs and folders dedicated to his favourite sites and videos unabashedly visible on his desktop. it’s not hard to come across something related to his perverted interests unless he’s chosen to stash it all away; he does this when you’re coming over.

to set the scene, it’s well into the evening and you’ve spent the day lounging in his house playing various games and chatting about mostly nonsense but he was still hanging onto every syllable that left your mouth. after drinking what you think was his fourth energy drink of the day, he went to the bathroom and you decided to poke around at the things he never let you touch. your first objective was the small shelves hidden behind a door under his bedside table. as quietly as possible, you opened it up only to be faced with a basket of… toys… and various mangas with covers featuring plump girls covered in certain substances. you were slack jawed. you had known Ajax was a bit of an oddball immediately upon meeting him from the way others talked about him and warnings your friends had given you but he was just so sweet and had a certain pathetic charm about him that you couldn’t resist. you just hadn’t quite expected these sorts of things to be amongst his collection of knick knacks.

unbeknownst to you he had reentered the room. Ajax cleared his throat and you whipped around only to be faced with the ginger sporting a half hard-on and a generous blush across his pretty face. he shifted slightly from foot to foot without making eye contact before speaking, though his voice cracked slightly.

“snooping around huh? i hadn’t quite… planned for you to see this sorta stuff so soon,” he paused as if thinking, “it’s only appropriate that you apologize, yeah? but i’m not sure that’ll cut it…” Ajax walked closer to you and bent down to be level with your face, his pupils blown wide and drool practically spilling out his mouth. “i can forgive you if you let me try out some of that stuff with you?”

he was nothing short of handsy for the rest of the night, flipping you through various positions but his hands never left your full hips for longer than a handful of seconds. Ajax practically had hearts in his eyes every time he blew his load straight against your cervix and made you whimper from the depth and feeling of fullness. his nervousity never quite left, fingertips trembling and brows furrowed, but the unsure nature of his movements was endearing in an odd way. it was a passing thought you couldn’t dwell on with the small vibrator held firmly to your clit at all times.

[yelenabelovasbxtch]

Locker Room Sex

Shuri x f!reader Basketball player

A/n: hi everyone! Are you also shocked I didn’t write one story and dip for another 6 months?😂 couldn’t leave you guys hanging after the last smut-less shuri story. Also I’ve heard the cries over the professor series I promise I’m thinking abt it and gonna try writing smthn soon! I’m just in my Shuri era y’know what I mean😩😫anyways, enjoy! Submit requests if u feel like it.

Warnings: Smut! 18+ oral fingering and Shuri being a fine ass mf

Word count: 2102

TAGLIST: @yelenaslyubov @youreatotalposer @jeyramarie @flosbelova @bridgecitybrad @justthis-stuff @chloe7076 @ailenepuff @thorya22 @ravenclawbitch426 @mellowladyangel @amcg0605-blog @kassies-take @yelenaswife1996 @wandanatchick @lilroachsworld

“y/n what are you doing?” Your Coach asks as he sees you pulling folding chairs out onto the court.

“Just getting some shots up, coach.”

“Y/n, I think you can afford to take the rest of the night off after that game. 25 points in 28 minutes is not exactly an easy thing to accomplish.”

You let a small chuckle come out under your breath, “Gotta make it 28 in 28 next time coach, only one way to get there.”

He smiled at you, waving his clipboard in the air as he walked towards the door. “You know the drill, don’t forget to lock up when you’re done.”

“Sure thing.”

The gym cleared out pretty quickly after the game and before you knew it, it was just you, the ball and some blaring music. You can’t work out in silence obviously. You start practising your dribble combos around the chairs with clean finishes down in the paint. Spinning off the “defender” for the quick pull up fade away middy getting banked in. Putting in the late hours wasn’t new for you, you pretty much lived for the sport and when you weren’t eating or sleeping you were playing basketball. You didn’t get too deep into your practice when you saw one of the gym doors open and a familiar face walked through the door.

Fuck– you thought to yourself.

She is the most effortlessly attractive person you have ever met…well…seen? I guess “met” is a stretch. You technically have never really talked to her, there was that one time when you briefly interacted in a class but you were fairly certain she did not know who you were. You, of course, knew who she was. You had been crushing on Shuri for quite some time now and no of course you never have worked up the courage to talk to her. She was wearing this purple-y blue tracksuit that just looked insanely good on her with some of the cleanest sneakers you’ve ever seen.

“Sick game 8.”

You glanced up from the ball you were holding and made eye contact with her as she had the most devious but sexy looking smirk on her face. Her chin held high as she complimented you basically causing you to freak out on the inside like a little school girl and she didn’t even know it.

“Thanks” You reply, trying your hardest not to sound like you were absolutely losing it.

“25 points is pretty crazy.”

You feel your cheeks flush, “yeah, aha”

She knows your stats from the game?

“You gotta work on that footwork in the paint though, the bigs will just eat that shit up if you don’t know how to work around them.”

“Oh is that so?” You reply. Where the fuck did that come from? Oh is that so? WHAT? Tell me why I thought that was the right response to that?

I guess we’re committing to this random burst of confidence I got now.

Shuri’s eyebrows raise at your comment with a small smile creeping across her face.

“Hit me.” she says as her hands raise up motioning for you to pass her the ball.

“Look, you gotta attack the paint here just like you were but instead of going for the layup and getting blocked every time you gotta stop, plant two feet fake jab right, turn left, sweep and shoot.” She says as she demonstrates footwork that is honestly cleaner than what more than half of your team can do.

You look at her with slight shock and try not to be absolutely obvious about it but clearly you weren’t hiding it well enough based on her reaction.

“Didn’t expect that?” She says with a laugh, “your turn,” she tosses you the ball.

On the first try you manage to pull off the same move with ease.

“Okay, okay, I see you Y/L/N.”

What– so she does know who you are?

Honestly hearing her say your name even if it's just your last name was making you feel all sorts of things.

“How about we see how you do with some actual pressure now hm?” She says as she positions herself just in front of the net ready to play defence on you.

You drive to the net about to pull the same move that she of course easily predicted, resulting in you being blocked and kind of embarrassed.

“You’re gonna have to try harder than that 8. Pulling my own move on me? C’mon.”

You feel your cheeks getting rosey again and your heart is racing and it is definitely not because you were working up a sweat playing basketball. She had you feeling unbelievably flustered as she made direct eye contact with you as her hands were up reading to guard you and whatever move you chose to pull off. You start your dribble, staring her down as she smiles back at you, making you unbelievably nervous. You start to run towards her, hit her with the hesitation that she did not fall for, faked right, euro stepped around her and laid the bucket up and in.

A smile crosses your face as her brow furrows.

“Okay, okay, so she got moves I guess. We goin’ again?” She said ready for you to check the ball.

After about 45 minutes you were starting to feel a little wiped.

“I gotta hand it to you 8, I didn’t think you had it in you but damn you play a mean game.”

You just sort of chuckle as you take down the last gulp of water in your bottle.

“Man I gotta get out of these clothes, could you point me in the direction of the change room? I got an extra outfit in my bag.”

“Yeah, I can show you I gotta bring the balls back anyways.”

You and Shuri walked to the changeroom, and it’s definitely safe to say that the two of you were border line friends now after that entire experience.

When you get into the change room, you head to the sink to wash your hands from the filth that are the school's basketballs and as you look up in the mirror you catch a glimpse of Shuri taking her shirt off in the reflection of the mirror. You quickly look back down at your hands and act like you did just see her toned abs and arms. All that time spent together made you forget for just a moment how nervous she makes you.

“Ah shit—“ you hear muttered from behind you.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah I uh I just thought I had an extra shirt but I only have pants.” She says

You turn around to face her as your eyes quickly dart to the floor as she’s standing there in pants and a bra. “I uh— I have an extra clean hoodie if you want to borrow it?”

“Man really? That would be great thanks.”

“Cool, I’ll just um grab that.” You say as you start walking to the area of the change room with the player lockers.

You start rummaging through everything in your locker and finally find the hoodie, when you turn around Shuri is standing right behind you, still with no top on and your eyes didn’t know where to go but you could feel her staring at you.

“Here” You say holding the hoodie up practically right in front of your face.

You hear a small chuckle from behind the hoodie as her hand comes over the top pulling it down so she can look at you. Your eyes trail up her body to lock on her face that's looking down at you. She takes a step forward backing you up against the locker, your heart is racing unbelievably fast.

“Do I make you nervous y/n?” She says slowly under her breath.

Your mouth opened to respond but nothing came out. The smile on her face grew when she realised how tense you looked.

“Relax love, there’s no need to look so stressed out.” Her hand slowly comes up to your face, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Her fingers trail along your jawline until they reach your chin giving it a soft tug, tilting your face up towards hers. “May I?” Shuri whispers.

Your head was nodding before you even processed what she said and before you knew it her soft lips connected with yours as her hand made its way to behind your head, fingers running through your hair.

Nothing has ever felt so natural before, her lips fit perfectly in yours. You could tell from the kiss alone she had much more confidence and experience than you did. Your hands didn’t even know where to go while hers went everywhere they wanted to.

You felt her hands slowly go under the hem of your shirt and the skin on skin contact made you let out a small whimper. You’ve never experienced anything like this before and her touch alone was enough to make you pool in your underwear.

She bends over slightly grabbing you on each of your thighs and pulling you up against her, wrapping your arms around her neck and legs around her torso as she continues to kiss you again. Her hands gripped your ass as the two of you passionately made out, fuck you wanted her so bad. You want her to kiss and touch every inch of your body and make you beg for so much more.

With your legs still wrapped around her, Shuri walks you over to one of the benches, and gently lays you down on your back. Her chain is practically resting on your throat as she hovers over you, only inches apart. Her lips start kissing your neck, leaving a trail, making sure to go as slowly as possible just to see you squirm beneath her. She kept kissing a soft spot just above your collarbone causing shivers to shoot down your back. You could barely sit still and you just knew she was going to make you beg for it.

“S-Shuri please.” You whisper.

Her demanding eyes looked up at you, undressing you in her head with a smirk across her face.

“I do like hearing you beg for it but you’re lucky I’m feeling generous today.” She says as her fingers dig into the band of your shorts, pulling them off you. She starts leaving small kisses on the inside of your thighs, taking her time, making sure that you were brought as close to the edge as possible without giving you the touch you craved the most. You could feel her breath on you causing your head to tilt back and your eyes to flutter.

She laid soft kisses on your pussy causing your breath to hitch. Your lack of experience meant you had no idea what anything was going to feel like.

Her tongue gently pushed between your folds causing your entire body to tense and relax which you could hear her smile over as she went down on you. Shuri painted circles over your clit starting slowly and gradually increasing in speed and pressure. She could tell how excited you were getting which caused her to pull back ever so slightly. You didn’t realise how amazing the touch of her tongue felt until it was gone.

Her tongue was replaced with one of her long fingers which steadily entered you soon after.

“F-fuck.” you groan.

“That feel good princess?”

You slowly nod your head letting out tiny moans as she puts in another finger and gives them a slight curl to hit your G-spot. Her tongue starts running along your clit, God, it felt like she was spelling out the entire alphabet in swift movements.

Your core began to tighten as her pace increased. Your one hand is clenched onto the back of the bench while your other has her head in hand. You gripped her tightly pushing her face deeper into your pussy as your heart continued to race.

“S-Shuri– I am so close.” You manage to get out just before you let out a loud moan and your back arches up off the seat.

Her pace slows as you come down from the most sensational high you’ve ever felt.

As you catch your breath, she comes up to you and gives you a kiss where you taste yourself on her lips.

She pulls away only inches from your face with a smile, “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that for.”

“Me too” You say softly.

– The End –

[anonzentimes]

Hello hi I noticed ppl just say stuff abt Nagito here and u answer them in such a nice way like u're genuinely interested and its so sweet so I wanna share a THEORY that's been rotting in my head for long and I WANNA SPEAK IT OUT FOR OTHER SDR2 ENJOYERS TO TELL ME ABOUT THEIR OPINION

SO we noticed how Nagito and Sonia look STRANGELY alike like bruh maybe the danganronpa art style has like, same face syndrome or smthn idk but like cmon pls Nagito and Sonia they almost look like twins which I love bcuz they're both honestly so well designed anyway

In my very personal headcanon, they're actually siblings. That's what I think and I'm gonna explain my theory below

So we know abt Nagito's good luck bad luck cycle. And I thought, what if Nagito is the first child of Sonia's parents, and since they live in a castle and in this royal like environment they'd have a sort of tradition running in the family and whenever a new child is born, they'd go to a sort of fortune teller or clairvoyant like those ppl who see in a crystal ball or idk ANYWAY

So they go to their personal clairvoyant guy idk bruh and the person tells them about Nagito's misfoturne cycle. Like he's born with it it's unfair it's sad but yeah poor little Nagito

So Sonia's parents are like omg no this can't be happening we love our son but who knows what his cycle may cause to us?!?! Only God knows!!! What if because of him the castle like burns or something or something very bad happens so they're like yeah we love you bby boy but you gotta go we're so sorry and they like, give him? Idk what correct terms to use excuse me

So they give him to a wealthy family still bcuz like yeah poor Nagito he's born in a royal family then better keep him on a high social statu yknow so yeah they give him to another family and made sure to try and find a first, WEALTHY family and second, with parents who kinda look like him like at least the mother and they did don't ask me how but they did they have like contacts in Japan bruh idk my theory's not very elabored anyway

So little Nagito, who's still like, a few months old like maybe 4 or 5 months bcuz finding a new family takes time gets given away to a wealthy family AND I have another headcanon and its that Nagito's father (adoptive one so) is the founder of a designer/luxury brand so thats why he's rich and he already had contacts w Junko's parents anyway we're getting carried away

So yeah some time later Sonia's parents have Sonia and still have Nagito in mind and they're feeling super guilty and with Sonia looking awfully like him its not helping so yeah I think they'd keep like letters they'd write to Nagito to send him when he'd get older and signed anonymously yknow? Like "we hope you're growing up in good conditions and in a nice environment, we love you Nagito" stuff like that, and It's signed anonymously at the end

And then Sonia and Nagito meet during the game and notice the very visible not only physical but also the similarities in their personality and behavior like idk they're both a little silly its so cute and they're like "lol hold up" and it'd be cute if the other students would (lightheartedly) joke abt these two being siblings WHEN IT'S THE CASE

ANYWAY tysm for reading my rambling hope it entertained u 🫶

haha it did entertain me, this is a fun interpretation and headcanon. I don’t fully see it myself but I think it’s a fun idea and food for thought. Maybe in those turn of events it would truly be good luck in the end since Nagito’s biological family in this interpretation didn’t have to die due to his talent. ALSO THE IDEA OF ANONYMOUS LETTERS IS SO FUNNY NAGITO’S JUST LIKE “man who in the world is sending me these letters expressing affection” LMAOO

[ddejavvu]

stop im thinking abt the transition between platonic to romantic puppy!steddie

like maybe they know from the start that they like u more than just platonically, but they can’t help but skip over the whole confession thingy and get straight onto doting over you (and each other)

like eddie’ll get too excited when kissing Steve one time and he shoves his tongue too far so Steve naturally just crawls to u for comfort bc he’s just spoiled by you at this point when he’s all pouty and fake annoyed, and Eddie - bless him - looks like a (forgive the expression) kicked puppy. so Steve’s in ur lap throwing a pity party hoping for some precious coddling from u and u reach over for eddie too and it’s like his eyes flash up with a golden ticket handed to him bc obviously this means that you finally worked up the courage to want his kisses even if Steve’s pouting over em. and he plants one on you so Steve’s like ?? THIS is part of the comfort package cmere cmere cmere and it’s all super sweet bc here you have two pretty pups just heart eyed and tails going 50 mph cus they got to give u a kissy (shutup shutup shutup if they think it’ll get you to be sweet and give them another kiss, they WILL call it a kissy).

the idea of kisses and what they think it shows could be such a sweet origin tho. like imagine they watch tv or see some mutual friends (in my eyes it has to be human nance and SOMEONE else that’s human) kiss and they think it’s the epitome of showing affection, and maybe they get a bit downtrodden or pouty sometimes when they notice you’ve never kissed them like that and through like, a show or smthn you all like watching, they realise that oh you gotta wait for a sign!! to be able to kiss like that!! love love love the idea that there have been like, almost kisses. almost kisses are so cute and it’s so obvious that you wanna kiss them too but it’s just.. ur platonic? :] right? :]

until eds needs to slobber into someone’s mouth and if steves being a baby abt it, and ur reaching for him, then he can kiss you!! <3

send me more poly!puppy!steddie thoughts!! / hybrid au faq

anon. the love of my life. sorry this took me a fair amount of time to answer, i got it the second you sent it and i haven't stopped re-reading it since!! it's sososososo sweet and i need it 😭 i def wanna write a fic on this now!!

--

no bc eddie is always too lovey for steve - he likes affection, he really does, but he likes gentle affection, and sometimes eddie's too excited for that - he'll let eddie drool all over him all he wants but sometimes he wants a sweet little kiss on the cheek so he mopes into your lap and looks up at you with sweet puppy eyes just begging for one. his face is all slobbery and drooly and you wipe it away and press a soft little kiss to his forehead :(

eddie's so distraught. you wiped away his kisses :( those were for steve :( but he sees that steve's all pouty and he gets considerably less pouty when you scatter little kisses all over his face - and so he thinks maybe he needs to start doing that too!

you offer him a hand and he's seeing heaven rn.. he's included? He s a part of this?? fuck yeah! he doesn't know which of you to kiss first, he's so excited. he goes for you, though, because clearly steve needs a break. man he lays the fattest kiss on you you swear you nearly pass out - you don't even have eddie's tongue out of your mouth before steve's trying to jam his in there too </3 he's tugging at the front of your shirt griping to eddie about sharing and suddenly your friends are not in your lap your boyfriends are in your lap and they are kissing the living daylights out of you <33333

i think you'd give eddie some kissing lessons! not makeout lessons, god knows he doesn't need to know anymore about that, he's got it down. but you have to make sure he knows that sometimes steve wants little pecks on the cheek and not a mouthful of drool - it consists of you and eddie sitting beside each other on the bed and steve sitting with one leg in each of your laps - he's sort of straddling the gap between you if you know what i mean? and you take turns pressing soft little kisses to his cheeks and he blushes so hard. he's got a dumb little smile on his face and eddie only bites his blushy cheeks a few times but eventually he gets the hang of containing his excitement to where steve'll lay in his lap now and he just bends over and smooches all over his face <3333

and yes!! if eddie's in the mood to be messy you and steve are his goal!! if steve isn't feeling it he'll plop himself right down in your lap and kiss away, tail going a million miles an hour especially if you scratch at his ears :'))

no i shit you not they see ronance kiss or maybe jonathan lays one on her before he leaves the room at a movie night and they look at each other like :0 later eddie goes for your lips 'cause he doesn't realize that it's not really casual like that (or at least, that you two are not intimate enough to do that) and you turn your head to the side so that he catches your cheek just because you think it's poor aim on his part </3 he's so sad!!!! genuinely mopes around for the rest of the night and you can't tell why but you dote on him while he's curled up pitifully at your side under the covers. it takes a lot of ear scratches and cheek kisses and face-smushes (exactly what they sound like. smush your face into his.) but eventually his tail thumps against the bed before he drifts off <3 luckily the next day steve catches a segment of a sitcom where a woman freaks out after her coworker kisses her and she basically spells it out for him and he runs to eddie like dude. we had it all wrong.

but that just means they're constantly striving to get to that point with you!! telling you how much they looove you, how pretty you are, how perfect the food you're making for them is: they turn into walking praise machines and it's only a matter of time until they butter you up enough to where you start wondering if they're still thinking of you as just their best friend <333

[loafbud]

Aw man that sucks dude

Have u ever tried like setting reminders or smth on ur phone? Like reminders for tests n due dates

Also don’t beat urself up too bad abt missing work. Online classes are probably a lot more challenging than in person (quarantine coughs)

We believe in u loafbud. Keep up the grind soldier‼️

I'll have to try setting reminders or smthn, but i feel like the hardest part for me is actually DOING the work like writing a full essay (100% of my angst is aimed towards my english course, my other one is manageable, im just behind on it)- the second i sit down to do it, my mind goes blank

personally, even without the whole quarantine stuff I'd still do online schooling coz it's always been a personal preference of mine (learning in a classroom setting for me has been absolute pain lol, i work/learn best at my own pace)

i feel like im wasting my time even doing assignments now, like if its one thing y'all gotta know about me it's that im a quitter 😭😭😭

[baahsu]

omg hi baah itsa me J.J :] anyways WHY is writing like an actual fanfic so HARD?? whenever i do hcs/ficlets shit comes so easy but the second i gotta formulate my word vomit into actual musings?? brain go THUNK. also the fact that i elected to write this from ichijs pov (the. the hardest sib for me to write for.) is NOT helping 😭😭 first 1k is just him being melodramatic and very sad as fuck

anyways i didnt just come into your box to yell-- heres some food. and also my hesitant attempt to see what reiju would be like as anything but a dom bc ive been curious abt it:

so whenever reiju loosens her dominatrix reigns a bit niji brings out a bit of tha whore in her and she loves it :) (but also a situation like this happens SPECIFICALLY and ONLY post wci/germa cover story bc i feel like reiju would soften up on niji and yonji a bit after they showed genuine concern for her when she was in danger during wci and also bc they were literally kidnapped and presumably tortured by the Charlottes in 'emotionless excursion') this is a hill i choose to die on

like theyd just be chillin in bed together doing nothin in particular, vibing in each others presence, and suddenly niji begins running his hand up and down reijus thigh and at first shes like "aw affection attempt how cute :]" but then his hand starts moving more and more inwards and she goes *"ah."*

they dont even have to say anything bc its just an all around safe, chill environment all while nijis hand keeps moving up until it's slipped under reijus dress and underwear (if she was even wearing any underwear in the first place 👁👁)

during all this they fr just stay where they are and continue what theyve been doing this whole time, the only difference being niji now fingering reiju and she just relaxing back into a pillow and sighing happily about it

ofc after she came (niji definitely didnt send out little electric sparks on her clit periodically to make sure she squirted and was overstimulated nooo i dont know what your talking about 🙂🙂) she turned to him and said smthn like

"youre getting tied up for that later."

and niji (with his fingers in his mouth bc. yk 👁) gives a muffled sarcastic reply of "fine, whatever. why dont you invite ichiji and yonji to watch while you're at it."

and reiju just chuckles bc like. thats not really a bad idea :]]

WOWOWO sorry for all the reiju spam recently bc i know you prioritize 1234ji together over her but shes been rotting my brain sm lately its crazy. i love my wif e :,]

J.J HELLO

Don't get me started at how words just stop wording when you try to write fics because that's definitely I thing and it's frustrating. A fic from ichiji's pov tho?? With possibly going through it and feeling feelings??? Yes pls??????

Now, while you're write about me kinda preferring 1234ji together I have to say this dynamic between niji and reiju is so tasty 🤌 I love reiju having a soft spot for him (and yonji too (and also ichiji bc why not lol)) and just letting him touch her as he pleases. It's also endearing how he started slow and soft, like, he was really trying to be a good boy and not rush things

THE BEST PART THO, NIJI USING HIS POWERS??? TO MAKE HER CUM LIKE SHE DESERVES?? WE LOVE A MAN THAT KNOWS HOW TO DO THEIR JOB. Damn I never thought of that but that's a perfect use of his abilities, I can imagine reiju trained him to do just the right amount so he wouldn't overstimulate her, but he felt daring this time and took it up a notch. And you can't convince me he wasn't considering he'd be punished for it later, he knows reiju and knows that her letting loose and relequishing control like this would come with a price later)

And of course he told her to invite ichiji and yonji on purpose too, there's no way he didn't!! He's a whore after all 😌

[labselkie]

unfortunately for all my. checks notes. HOW MANY followers??? you guys have to hear about how much i wanna kiss her again

UHH I. iiiii uhh. i wanna sit w her late after work,, maybe she can’t sleep so we’re just sat on a couch w smthn stupid on tv. maybe a documentary, i think she’d grow to like some wildlife ones, but she’d be picky abt them. she wants to know all the facts, not just feel bad for the little animals

i will stand by my hc that fisk offered high rank alchemax workers penthouses at his tower. she never used hers but once she finds my s/i they work towards moving into it togethr

ok i’m putting the rest under the cut i love referring to my s/i as myself but it’s so embarrassing still :(

she’s got a smile stuck on her face, finally winding down after her work. i won’t go into a tangent on how my main universe has barely started on the collider yet i’ll spare whoever has the guts to read all this

i’ve gotta like,, give myself a pep talk to type this because all my thoughts r in first person im just too scared to write them as that

i wanna lean on her shoulder,, in a mismatched pajama set next to her in a fancy bathrobe. we’d literally be just a mess of hair, puffed up and almost intertwined w how close we’d be

i wanna crawl a bit closer, shuffle a bit on the couch as the narrator goes on about birds or sea life or. something. and god i wanna kiss her, i wanna lean my head up ever so slightly and leave lazy pecks on the side of her face. right below her glasses as she finally looks over and moves her arms back around me

[frostbite-the-bat]

hi spoopy if u see this ur post reminded me to write my dream down

ok drem jernel time

i don't remember much from this dream other than my parents and i were going on vacation to some place. our bedroom was like huge it was all one bed. my dad was always suspiciously abscent/outside/ignoreable. which, is Great! dont appear in my dreams thanks

and then when we were driving home i had to like RUN. i was RUNNING. i even ran on top of a bus once i jumped on it to get past bc it was in my way. i was getting rlly out of breath

my parents catch up and we are home but like 30 mins after we decide we wanna go again and we drive off for like 5 mins to grab smthn and i go GUYS WE GOTTA GO BACK I PACKED LIKE NONE OF MY SHIT!! Y PHONES CHARGING MY HEADPHONES GONE AND I HAD NO TIME TO GRAB MY PLUSHIES!! one of which was a jevil plushie with my jevil bracelet on its neck? goober...

and as we are driving to our destination once we get there it turns to like.. a video? like im seeing a cutscene / informational video i was shown. it was club penguin and it showed the penguins building houses and then an icon of gary and it said like "gary has approx 92 apprentices currently, and he spends 2 months each to teach them - so that they can help club penguin in his abscence or if he's busy with something else" and it showed one of the houses getting destroyed with a wrecking ball to build other shit there :sob:

and then it talks about OMG?! CLUB PENGUIN LEAK? WE WERE GONNA HAVE A TRANS PENGUIN?! AND EVERYONE IS CELEBRATING AND I WAS EVEN DRAWING THEM but then my brain thinks about high roller and the dream kinda stops there and im just thinking abt high roller in a void until i wake up :sob: bruhh

[selfsaving]

               starter  call   ?     pls  specify  a  muse  you’d  like   !

[timothylawrence]

you have gotta tell me all your sasha headcanons you write her so well

hiiihiiii hiii thnk you sm ;;-;;!! shes my favorite to write like seriously shes my <3 whole heart

- i hc her as autistic ofc :) i think she'd be nonverbal as a kid + esp until she's stable with Fiona and Felix in Hollowpoint. Fiona's very defensive of her 'quirks' C: she likes to stim through music :)

- more atlas au but! she's the gun expert who helps rhys with designing a lot of atlas machinery. There's no way in hell that rhys knew how a gun worked to the degree he does in bl3 without a literal gun expert aka SASHA! so yeah, she's definitely in a way the cofounder of atlas but prefers to be more lowkey abt it. :)

- Timothy's obviously her lab partner at Atlas and they get along SO WELL!!! It helps that Timothy loves Fiona too cus in my atlas au on ao3 shes the one who gets him to atlas :)

- She's terrified of a lot of household animals (cats, dogs) because yknow pandora, but she def gets used to the non lethal aspect and eventually her and rhys get a dog :3

- A lot of Promethea is... really scary to her. and not in the usual physical way but life is so different that she has a rough adjustment period in which she kinda questions a lot. she sees all these fancy business couples and rich lifestyle and she just cannot figure it out. rhys helps a lot with reassuring her and you know- he married her for her.

- She's frankly Rhys' rock when it comes to a lot of his pretty bad anxiety. he's got some pretty bad seperation anxiety so she goes out of the way to make sure he knows where she's at if she leaves Atlas + goes out with fiona to another planet or smthn. He also isn't realy left alone often to begin with :)

- omg. sleep anxiety. she tries to play it cool but she cant really sleep alone with rhys around cus he makes her feel soooo so safe. she tends to try and wait up for him on late nights because he makes it so much easier to fall asleep ;- ;

[limerancy-fics]

Anonymous asked: tjis isnt necessarily xiaoven its more like,,, the waidty kaeya bennett barbs klee venti aether albedo xiao fambily agenda i lOVE THEH WAY U WRITE THEMMMMM SOBSOSBSBSBS its everytiing my aroacw heart NEEDS BRO so if ur feeling up to it, mind giving us a few headcanons!! :D ofc its up to u tho hehe take care of urself <3

—

aether, albedo, barbara, and venti are the ones who usually cook for everyone

→ xiao likes to pretend he isn't interested but he always watches what they're doing n has picked up on a few things (even if he's still majorly lacking in the culinary department)

bennett and klee are the worst possible combination to leave alone don't leave them alone unless u want all of teyvat destroyed (it's not like they MEAN to do any of it....)

kaeya is everyone's big bro. relationship problems? he'll give u (maybe questionable) advice. need a pick me up? he'll tell u a funny anecdote. need help reaching smthn? he'll get it for u, but u gotta suffer his teasing first

both aether n albedo have gone to kaeya for advice on each other he's so tired. he's like what aether is for xiaoven

they would all die for klee

if u hurt one of them, u bet ur ass ur gettin kicked into next tuesday. but piss off barbara? no one will help u buddy ur fucked she's scary when she's mad they all step outta the way they're not messin w a pissed off barbara

so far, the only ppl who know xiao writes his letters are aether n barbara (venti knows of them, he just doesn't know exactly what they are). he told barbara, which is why she gives him a notebook for his birthday (to encourage him writing more, more than just letters to venti)

xiao will destroy anyone who dares touch a single hair on any of their heads, even if he won't outwardly admit it to any of them

xiao doesn't know how klee likes him. he's so used to kids running from him or crying when they see him, he doesn't know what to do w a kid who clings to him. but he's somehow one of the only ppl who can keep her wrangled (w/o TOO much damage to the surrounding landscapes)

bennett n barbara are BESTIES. i hc barbara as aroace, but an aroace like me who loves love!! she loves watching ppl fall in love, she loves singing abt love, she loves helping ppl w love, reading stories or poetry abt love, etc. so she def helps him romance razor (even if razor doesn't quite understand the romantic gestures....)

venti n albedo are like.....one-sided wariness. albedo thinks venti's fine n even sometimes enjoys his presence (as much as he can enjoy someone's presence) but venti's just like "he's acting so suspicious....standing over there....." "he's drawing a frog" "no, no, he must be plotting smthn..." (it starts off serious n becomes more lighthearted)

if u somehow hurt aether......good luck getting out of there alive. they would die for klee, but they would kill for aether

→ all of them are extremely protective of each other in general

sometimes (usually when it's hot) (or sometimes just because), kaeya will wake up covered in everyone else bc they all came to cuddle w him. when it's cold, everyone cuddles bennett n klee

klee, barbara, n bennett once fell asleep on xiao n he sat there for 10 straight minutes freaking out internally until kaeya found them (kaeya laughed ofc)

[tylerwritez]

Tuesday, june 22 2021

I've noticed I'm getting "the shiverys" or "the twitchy" a lot today. Like every time I FEEL something I take a moment to violently tic.... every time I think about certain things I tic.... good things, bad things, things from an hour ago and things from years ago. Tic, tic, tic.

Also, I have... some stuff to explain. Its really no big deal, but you know me: I'll freak out about it anyway. Basically I dissed my friend (rightfully so) around the time that we had just met cos they did something that threw me off.

He saw it in my phone... NOW. it's not RELEVANT anymore and I've since redacted that criticism...and now I gotta explain it to him anwyays. Oh well. I'm good at this stuff. I can get myself outta any situation. I dont even know why I'm talking like this tho... it's not a "Situation" it's just smthn I gotta explain rq.

Oh, today's song recommendation is Spirit Crusher by Death. I'm a huge Death fan...

Also! I gotta study... for my replacement exam. How stressful. Its about photosynthesis, but like, it's not simple. We went DEEP inside those fucking leaves.

One sec, lemme hook up my IV tube

Not an ACTUAL IV tube... just my headphones. But since I'm so #emo, it might as well be a fucking IV tube with the way that I cant live without it.

Its 3:08 and I'm walking home now. I was upset last night but me and Star have made up now lol... it was thAt easy. I'm so defective, making shit hard when it doesnt need to be.

It's so hot out damn. Idk. I had school today, so I had Bio class... I ACTUALLY PAID ATTENTION for once. I had lunch with Star and her friend group, and I honestly kinda feel like they're MY friends now too, even just a little bit.

Actually, I used to rant about feeling lonely like all the time but now I have so many friends it's crazy they all keep inviting me places and it's like people WANT ME AROUND... idk. It makes me happy.

Today I gotta ask if tommroow after school I can go to Bee's house to watch Supernatural (famous homoerotic ghost show)

I should also add songs to Erin's spotify playlist for our picnic saturday which I still need permission to go to.

I gotta ask for Wednesday after school to watch Insidious with Jay  which is apparently really good

Also hes the friend that I gotta explain stuff to... the DrAmA... the ThEaTrE....

Update my dad said yes to hanging out with Bee but first I'm gonna miss school to fix my broken brackets on my braces

Also turns out the house I THOUGHT we were moving into has substantial damage from shifting so... we aRENT moving there.

In case you didn't know, shifting is when like the house that's been built literally SHIFTS like it moves around.

Anwyays Jay just texted me... I'm gonna change into shorts since it's hot, set up my study area,.... and respond to him.

The time is 3:22 p.m.

Wish me. Luck.

Luck is plentiful! As it so often is in my risky, risky life.

I play my cards right. It's a learnt skill.

But also there wasnt much to explain since it passed already and was tiny anywyas.

XD so I've made up with the whole goddamn world by now.

Its 6:31, we saw 1 house. Only one. Its kinda hot out but I'm gonna bike now since we just had supper. I finally finished my homework... I just have to finish one mixed media piece as my final project for art!

Friday is my replacement. On photosynthesis and cell resp. We know this. But what I didn't mention, or I dont THINK I did, is that if I finish my art project before then I have the second block FREE!!! Me, Star, and her friend

A are planning to leave for second block and maybe get mint chocolate chip ice cream!

Also I might eat her out XD

Anyways idk. I hope I can bike tonight to call Jay.

I keep accidentally using people's real names here then having to correct it... I dont know how much i care about MY identity being discovered... but to have my friends doxxed would suck.

Man I feel bad abt saying fuck star last night cos we made up....

Wait we r looking at another house? Idk I'm in the car still waiting to go home

Oh wait no now we r goin home

Its 6:39... I hope I still have time.

I went biking, called Jay. Went home. Idk, friendly conversation... we talked more tonight and I also talked to my other friend A. Jay is... I LOVE HIM?? SO MUCH??? I feel so happy. Talking to him thinking about him seeing his STUPID FUCKING FACE JESUS. his eyes alone... I could stare at his face all day probably. I want to kiss him... hOLD HIS HAND... omg... huG HIM!!! Eofjwpxjwie he's so sweet like I can't even... and I'm proabably not good enough for him like. Wtf. Hes easily a 10. And I dont rate things outta 10. How tf do I end up with HIM? Doing stuff, as friends. Like wHAT. I guess I got lucky XD. He says he loves my personality and I'm hot XD ofc I dont see it myself. But like. JESUS CHRIST he could proabably easily pull whOever. XD me?

Whatever though. As long as we r together and stuff. I LOVE HIM A LOT. he said he loved me. Every time he says that it makes me so overly happy.

Maybe I'm just sappy and stuff.... whatever. I think it would be nice to be hugged by him.

Yeah I'm cheesy.

I'm sorta tired now so maybe I'm not writing the best.

I just keep thinkinf about love. Love is a muscle of evil suggestion. But how evil can it really be? I am just a human being and that is all. Everything else is applied. I am just a human being with soemthing in my heart that pulls me all over the place. Love is this strange thing because I'm fucked up and to be able to love without that fucked up part of me, without the damage... is this complicated, hard thing to do and I can NEVER tell if I'm doing it right but I know I'm DOING IT. I know I FEEL LOVE. And soemtimes it's such an intense thing like when you go to surf on a wave at the beach with ur belly but u hit it wrong and it's so big and overwhelming it washes over you and PULLS you down to the bottom and smushes your face into the sand and YOU CANT BREATHE jesus Christ it's like that.

Or maybe I just want to experience love as it should be felt.

Obviously all of my problems surrounding this Damage could be easily fixed if I went to therapy but. there are reasons I can't.

I LOVE a lot. Too much for my own good. Enough to hurt me, get me into trouble, etc etc but also... enough to liberate me. I LOVE. I love Jay. So much. LIKE. MY BRAIN ORBITS AROUND HIM CONSTANTLY THINKING OF HIM AND PRAISING HIM AND MWUAH HE IS SO LOVELY I BOW BEFORE HIM...

I think as much as I love, a lot of the times I tend to focus even more on BEING loved.

If I am told I am loved, and shOwN I am loved... it is one of the most powerful things. Especially since I was literally emotionally neglected in childhood... yeah. I feel like I'm always trying to fill that hole.

Not EVERY feeling I have is for that reaosn but sometimes, if you tell me you love me, show me you love me, hug me,... I'll like start crying,,, that's the childhood emotional neglect kicking in. If you call me #smol and #cute and say I look young and fragile which happens more often than you'd think XD, I know I'm not supposed to like that shit, so I act like I dont....but I do. Which is PROBABLY ALSO THE CEN 🤪  like whatever lol

Anwyays I'm fucked up

You see how quickly things become complicated in my mind?

Convoluted? Is that the word?

Whatever. I OVERCOMPLICATE THINGS COS I OVERTHINK THEM BECAUSE I'm LITERALLY MENTALLY ILL IN SO MANY DIFFERENT WAYS. I'm not joking. I obviously have unresolved undiagnosed "issues"

I do Suspect things, though.

I can make a list

Maybe I shouldn't.

Maybe I will.

I shouldnt.

Whatever.

I used to hate when people brought up my self harm. I would actually panic. I still self harm but now? Now I'm fine with anyone  talking about it as long as it's not an adult who can get me into trouble/force me into therapy over it. Because really? I kinda like having it mentioned. It's kinda validating and it's like hey... people can see that I'm sick.

I dont do it so people talk to me about it though. Dont get me wrong. If I did, I'd go vertically on the arms, not for suicide but so it healed and people would ask XD.

My scars are actually VERY hidden... cos I never intended for ANYONE to see. But for those who DO see them,,,, it's nice soemtimes to have people express concern.

I dont wanna be PITIED or anything, but idk I just think to myself "wow, they're CONCERNED... about ME... they arent angry or mean... they didnt yell at me or threaten me... they respect my autonomy and privacy...

And they CARE ABOUT ME..." and it makes me cry.

That's also the CEN.

I dont know. I just like when people express genuine concern. Even if they see and then just ask if I'm okay. That's all it takes cos then I go wow.

Its validating and irs lovely because finally people care... FINALLY PEOPLE CARE. FINALLY I GET SOME EMPATHY OR SYMPATHY AND NO ANGER.

Even just having them brought up tells me its noticeable enough

My brain does this thing where it thinks nothing bad that's ever happened to me was Bad Enough for me to be upset about.

And I dont know... its nice sometimes to be told shit like "omg that looks so bad" or to see that people who do see my cuts are somewhat shocked or revolted... it's nice because I go... "hey, it was bad enough for them..."

Or to have people comment on them with concern. Just ANYTHINT WHERE PEOPLE NOTICE IT AND ARENT ASSHOLES ABOUT IT IS VALIDATING.

Because I'm not used to that...

Because CEN

I'm. The worst perosn on the fucking planet.

I should kill myself.

I suddenly actually feel so self hating I do want to kill myself... oh god.

I ruin everything. Everything. Everything. Everything. What have I done. Like. Why. Oh god.

I'm just remembering when Star said my kindness seemed like an act. And how I've been called out for seeming fake like 2 other times.

DO I SEEM FAKE???? I DONT EVER PUT ON ACTS OF KINDESS.... CONCIOUSLY? but the very idea that I could be perceived that way...

Should I like not try to be nice or some shit?

Jesus christ she hurts my feelings even now when it was a long time ago.

But I cant blame her. I can't blame anyone for how i feel except my parents because they left me with fucking. Heart nerve damage or some shit.

I'm tired and now I'm sad too. Goodnight guys.

[sothischickshe]

14 17 19

14. If you could take one word and publicly shame it for having inadequate synonyms, which would you choose?

If I was gonna pick on something that's not a bridging word, I'd probably go for 'eyes', partly cos i like using it as a verb as well as a noun. And also while I actually say 'peepers' (and 'mince pies', lol) I can't really believe that for the povs I write? So I find the general lack of synonyms a bit frustrating, and I can't bring myself to go 'orbs'.

I am quite given to synecdoche and I'll allow myself an 'irises' or a 'pupils', but like it's gotta make sense yknow? But it also means I gotta hold myself back from going 'scleras' or smthn cos that's just how I talk???

Can't one of you just come up for a new slang word for eyes and make it really popular??? Thanks

 17. Exactly how Neanderthal-esque is your posture?

Well my posture is a mess, but I can't say I know enough abt neanderthal posture to make a comparison.

I used to always sit cross legged in my office chair, which I don't think is bad posture necessarily but is complex with the chair arms so my thighs were always crazy bruised. And if agitated it's common for me to be crouched on my chair, formerly on tiptoes, with my keyboard on my knees. In a spinny office chair. Idk.

I'm not sure how much of the bad posture can be attributed to writing though.

For years at home I had a reclining chair instead of a computer chair and it was at an angle to the desk, and I'd slump in the chair with my legs up the wall and the keyboard in my lap. Idk.

19. Which fandom best encapsulates the nightmare terror that is your saved writing folder?

Hmmm do you remember the cube movies?? That kind of terror is what I associate with the experience of trying to investigate my saved writing folders.

I mean i think they're decently organised, and the only saved writing I have is stuff that's done, but my computer is fucking terrifying. Every time I try to open something it groans in a terrifying fashion, and if it does the thing I ask it does it so slowly that by the time it is doing it I had forgotten I even asked it to.

[nochiquinn]

Tbh I’d read ur soapbox rant abt rural America tho like I have no clue what it’s like being there bc I’m from pnw city and wanna know what misconceptions I’ve internalized. Not saying u gotta go thru writing smthn that emotionally taxing ut like if u ever do wanna post it 👀

WELL WHEN YOU PUT IT THAT WAY

I moved from just outside Atlanta to rural west Georgia when I was in 11th grade. A lot of this is my reaction to the disparity between those two environments, and some of it is absolutely colored by a teenager’s emotional reaction at moving between two extremes. I was a white queer middle-class kid, and now I’m a white queer poor disabled adult, so I’m not speaking for POC living in rural areas. Just my own lived experience, and some hindsight now that I’m not actively living there anymore.

 Lack of internet access

When we moved in 2006, dialup internet (the kind that accessed the telephone network to get online) was juuuust being edged out by broadband. The ONLY option for internet in our new house was broadband, and I was very excited until the speeds were the exact fucking same. Rural internet is a joke on purpose. Broadband companies won't extend proper infrastructure to low-income areas because they're not likely to recoup the building costs. Low-income areas are not always rural, but ISPs add the excuse of "difficult terrain" to avoid laying cable there. Because reliable internet is still considered a luxury or entertainment service and not a utility, there's no requirement for them to provide decent service to those areas, so they don't. The FCC says proper broadband is 25 mbps. Sometimes I'm lucky to get one whole mb at my parents' house. My dad stays up until 4am to read the news because the internet loads faster when the rest of the neighborhood is asleep.

Brief tangent into the issue of smartphones: when I was living there and on my parents' phone plan, smartphones weren't really a thing yet and my dad wasn't gonna pay for a data plan anyway, and now I'm on a service with no real presence in that area. So I can't speak for the efficacy of smartphones in rural areas BUT a smartphone is still not a computer.

And now, with schools closed, the government is going "just do digital learning" - with what internet? With what computers? Are you going to set up wifi hotspots outside people's houses? Are you going to provide each of their kids with laptops? Schools are funded with property and income tax, both of which are lower in rural areas. They barely have supplies for when kids are in the classroom, let alone being any kind of prepared for shit like this.

Rural schools could be a whole other bullet point by itself, but lack of access to current technology is the root of it. Reliable high-speed internet would be an absolute game changer and it's just not there.

Lack of access to groceries.

If you have a car and the ability to drive half an hour minimum for groceries, you're golden. But if you're

old

sick

disabled

on foot

you're completely up a creek. All of these things are more likely in rural areas.  Except maybe not owning a car, because you are literally stranded without personal transportation. My half-an-hour estimation is based on the nearest decent grocery store to my parents' place; there are two Dollar Generals and a Piggly-Wiggly nearby, but Dollar Generals don't sell meat or vegetables and the Piggly-Wiggly hasn't been cleaned since the second Bush administration. For an actual solid grocery run you have to drive to the Ingles two towns over. And even THEN if you're already on the road you might as well go up the interstate to the Kroger in town, though that's a two-hour trip if you're fast. I used to joke about having to pack a lunch to go grocery shopping.

There's no public transport, there's no grocery delivery, there's no takeout unless you bring an insulated bag to bring it home in. If you can't drive to get groceries or don't have someone to bring you groceries, you don't have groceries. I'm not even touching on poverty rates and the ability to AFFORD groceries. I'm literally just talking about going to the store and coming home with food. My parents are more fortunate than most; my dad hunts and plants a big garden every year. He can do this because he grew up on a working farm and knows how to make things grow. Not everyone has those skills, and subsistence gardening is a LOT of work. Cleaning deer is a lot of work. (There are places that do it for you. This is just a My Dad thing.) If you don't have the time or ability, you have to buy your food. If you have a car. That you can drive. For a long time.

This is also of course compounded by COVID; grocery stores are cutting hours everywhere. If you work late you might not be able to get groceries on your way home. You might have to take half your day off once a week to go shopping. If people panic-bought all the toilet paper or ground beef, you might have to wait another week for either of those things. I'm not advocating the Walmart model of pulling up into town and out-pricing independently owned stores, I'm saying big box stores need to extend delivery to rural areas, even if it's just until we've found the other side of this pandemic.

Lack of access to medical care.

Where I grew up we were literally ten minutes from the hospital. Like you crossed the street and you were in my neighborhood. Where my parents live now it is a 45-minute drive to the nearest ER. They live between two mid-sized cities with hospitals and it is 45 minutes to either one of them. The only doctors worth a damn are also in those cities. (This is a subtweet at the doctor in my parents' town, who is terrible and I hate her.) This item is last because it ties into both of the above. There's no tele-health. There's no Facetiming your doctor.  When my mom was being rushed to the the hospital with a chainsaw cut (long story) they had to PULL OVER so the EMT could call the hospital before they hit the dead zone. If you don't have a car or can't drive you're gonna be on the hook for an ambulance ride.

I went to the ER enough times in my late teens/early 20s that I had preferences. The one I didn't like put me on a gurney in the hallway while I was having a panic attack. Even the one I liked tried to cut out part of my gallbladder just to see what happened. This is a funding issue and an education issue and just a whole ton of stuff rolled into one. There are no local hospitals. The hospitals that are within reasonable distance are under-funded, under-staffed, and under-prepared. There are no beds literally anywhere right now, but rural hospitals are overwhelmingly affected. Combine the above disability maps with the 4% COVID death rate and you’ve got an actively exploding volcano.

This post is long enough already but I could talk about how military recruiters prey on rural high schools because they're easier to convince that they don't have anywhere else to go. They're easier to entice with the promise of free school. How I went from being in 5 AP classes to not having access to literally any. How the high school computer lab was full of iMacs (these ones) in the year of our lord two thousand and six. How one of the reasons we moved was that my original school was losing accreditation but all my classmates from there have PhDs and careers and I just have anxiety. The casual homophobia. The overwhelming social influence of the Southern Baptist churches (specifically Southern Baptists). Or the drugs. There are lots and lots of drugs.

We have this culturally accepted idea that people who live in rural areas are hicks, hayseeds and hillbillies, who choose to segregate themselves from society and therefore deserve to be excluded from it. That they're all Dale Gribble types who want to live off the grid so the government can't track them, or live-off-the-land types who don't need help anyway. OR, even if we cautiously accept the idea that they're actual humans with lives, they're probably hardcore conservative fundie racists so fuck 'em. And you know what? There are a lot of hardcore conservative fundie racists, at least here in the Bible Belt. (My parents, thankfully, are not among them. Ironically, I thank God for this often.)

But they're not worth throwing out an entire demographic. There are three generations of families living within ten miles of each other because they can't leave, either because they don't have the money, or the education, or their parents need care they can't otherwise get because they live a million miles from anything. My dad’s sister was an RN, her husband a cop (I didn’t pick him, okay) and they moved back to her extremely rural home town to take care of my grandmother. My mom straight-up disappeared for months to take care of her mother because she wouldn’t move out of the middle of nowhere, Alabama. People get shamed for leaving to live in bigger cities. Or, god forbid, Up North Somewhere. There's immense social pressure to stay and take care of the family, if you leave you're "betraying your roots", or whatever stupid thing. People are trapped there, for whatever reason, and they're just...ignored. By everyone.

Just thinking about all the stuff those kids could have, should have, and don't, for no good goddamn reason, just burns me to my core. The people who don't get care they need because they had the audacity to be old or sick or disabled outside the Metro area. The politicians who are SUPPOSED to represent them writing heartbeat bills, claiming to want to protect children, and playing I Do Not See It when literal living children in their district have no food or heat or education worth a damn. An entire demographic, just...invisible, unless someone needs quick votes. Sometimes not even then.

anyway that's my soapbox rant, ty for enabling me anon