#i'm probably not going to say anything more about this topic again unless someone asks me directly

[dr5amatic]

READER, WRITER, PROTAGONIST ,

a sentence starter prompts list comprised of quotes from omniscient reader's viewpoint by sing shong. please be advised that this list may involve topics including, but not limited to, murder, death, and violence. change verbiage as needed.

we are companions separated by life and death.

i remember the moment i read a novel for the first time.

it isn't important to read the letters. the important thing is where the letters lead you.

perhaps it was similar to learning about death. for the first time, i realized that something was finite.

if i am really a god then i am the most incompetent god in the world. the most helpless god in the whole world who knows everything but can't explain anything.

i believe in you more than the future that hasn't come yet.

ultimately, every human is their own writer.

helping someone who didn't want help can be a curse. however, some people can't ask for help despite needing help because they had never asked for it before.

what i am looking for is passion. i hope you have the passion to see the end of this damn story with me.

by the way, are you a couple?

tell me, you fool. if i continue to regress, will i ever get to meet you again?

[name]. can i hit you?

you will be my companion and you will see the end of the scenario.

the story won't end unless the reader gives up on the story.

i am an ordinary person with ordinary skills. but even so, this doesn't mean i can only do ordinary things.

i am [name]. and you shall die here.

get lost, [name].

this story is for just that one reader.

hey, just say that you like him. quickly.

there is no weight to sadness.

in the end, to every human being, the most precious thing is themselves. and you risk everything of yours always.

strangely, i've been craving something sweet lately. do you want to eat?

release your hand and get lost, you damn son of a bitch.

i have a companion already.

i always regretted about something in my life. however, my regret over the things i haven't done is way bigger than for those that i did do.

i don't know anything about the future. however, i do know this. you said that you want to save this world? it's the same for me too.

you are the world i wish to save.

you are like dough made by anyone while a god was carving him for a thousand days.

i might be a killer but i don't want to become a monster.

those who read more than fifty chapters of a boring novel aren't normal.

eat the soil, [name].

marry him? i'd rather kill myself.

it's my freedom to decide what i hear and what i remember. and i shall decide who i am.

i'm only good to people who are also dead. i'm sorry that we met when you are a living person. you should die soon and come back again.

justice, in most cases, is just something that is agreed upon by the majority.

don't you know that people are the most dangerous in an apocalypse?

i can kill all of them if i want. therefore, i can save all of them if i want.

it's been a while, [name]. you are still ugly.

i shall pray that you may continue to exist somewhere too.

you probably know this already, but i'm not a prophet. no, i am as far removed from such a being as you can get.

if you get a chance to run again, do you believe you can see it better the next time?

where do you plan to die alone?

why are you going so far to save me?

i have something i need to ask that fool.

it was a really great story. isn't that right? let's meet again, [name].

give me [name]. then i will spare you.

you are necessary for this world. i need you.

you will be killed by the person you love the most.

i won't give up on this life, so don't give up either.

don't worry. i'll do the rest.

everything has already been written, and at the same time, still being written.

even if i was a little bit less happy, i wanted to live longer.

we can save the world. you know that, right?

you always had to endure these moments all by yourself. fortunately, you aren't alone this time.

the fact that you can regress at any time means that death is meaningless.

i will decide my story.

perhaps you understood my heart more than anyone else.

this version of you is the despair of the world itself.

i will never sacrifice myself again. i will not leave my companions behind.

it has always been once chance for me.

one's life should always be greater than a story written about them.

i'm giving you the opportunity to become its very first reader.

don't be an ass and just read it when i tell you to.

fine, fine. i'll definitely read it.

some stories can only begin anew after coming to its end.

you're the cowardly lion, obviously.

do you still believe that you can understand someone through just a few lines of text in a couple of chapters?

knowledge is never perfect.

how do you know all my weaknesses...?

why did you die for us over and over?

you're our son. that is all that matters.

i want to buy a really big house and live together with everyone.

a person who watched a certain story for a long time would eventually grow to resemble that story.

your salvation is cruel. like rescuing a drowning person with a blade, those saved by you are inflicted with an unhealable wound.

i always hated you. and regretted it, too? why did i write the story of someone like you with my own hands?

[barry-j-blupjeans]

Angus was a good detective. The best detective, if he could say so himself. Good enough for the Goldcliff Militia, good enough for the Bureau of Balance. But there were still mysteries that completely eluded him. Sure, joining the Bureau had cleared some things up. But it also opened up so many more questions. Angus could— and has!— filled several notebooks up with things he wanted to figure out. But right, his most pressing concern was this.

"What do you— what do you mean he was just here?" Angus said, looking away from his notes at last.

The Director was sitting behind her desk, sunk deeply into her chair. She wore a look deep… something. Angus couldn't quite place his finger on it. But it didn't matter right now.

"He was just here," the Director said again, shrugging.

"Is he—he's not inoculated?"

"As far as I'm aware," the Director said, "and I am very aware of who is and isn't inoculated— he has not been."

"How can he live up here—?"

"Who's to say he's alive?" the Director asked.

"…fuck," Angus said. Okay, new page. He started scribbling stuff down. He'd have to look into undead beings more— ooh, maybe Mr. Taako could put him in contact with Mr. Kravitz, he had been wanting to ask a few things about his whole job and purpose and such. Back on topic, Angus, back on topic. Okay. The Bureau's library was probably his next best bet and if not, maybe the Militia's library, since he still had that passcode.

"If I may speak honestly," the Director said, leaning forward. She moved a few sheets of paper aside. "I don't give a fuck how he got up here because, quite frankly, I hate speaking to him. The less we interact, the better. Have you heard his voice? The man sounds like a violin that got beat into a pile of chopsticks. It's not—"

"So you just let him stay?" Angus interrupted, appalled.

"Garfield the Deals Warlock is not a force to be reckoned with, Angus," the Director said gravely. "Sometimes, the easiest way to solve a mystery is to stop thinking about it."

"Well, yeah," Angus said. "But he's— isn't it a security risk, ma'am? If he can get up here, then who's to say someone else couldn't? Someone like— like a Red Robe, or—"

"Angus," The Director said, looking him in the eye. "There are no Red Robes on the moon."

"That you know of," Angus said.

"That I know of," the Director allowed. "But I can one hundred percent assure you that Garfield is not a Red Robe."

"He has the magical ability—"

"He's as much of a Red Robe as you are, Angus," the Director said. "So unless you have something to share—"

"I was— it was a goof, Madam Director," Angus said. "I'm— I'm not a Red Robe." A pause. But could he be? If the Voidfish could erase the memories from his head about the relics, then maybe. But, no— no, Angus had been a baby. He couldn't make a weapon of mass destruction as a baby.

"Mine was also a goof," the Director said, cutting into his thoughts. Oh. Right. Okay. "Angus, I do very much enjoy chatting with you, but I do need you to get out of my office. I'm afraid to say that I have a spa appointment with Merle this afternoon and I need to mentally prepare myself. I think it would be wise for you to stop investigating Garfield and resume looking for another Relic."

"Of course," Angus said. "But if I happen to find anything about Garfield being a— maybe like a lich, or—"

"Can't be a lich," the Director said. "He'd just get blasted off the ding-dang moon."

"I'm— I'm sorry?" Angus asked.

"It really is time for you to go," the Director said, standing. A few of her bones popped and she grimaced. "I believe you left off with the, uhm, the Temporal Chalice, correct? That is— that's a pretty big one." She rounded the desk, doing a sweeping motion with her hands as if to say "shoo!". "I'm sure you can manage, though."

"Of course, I can," Angus said. "I'm the—"

"World's greatest detective," the Director said. "So you've said— and proven, too. Expect a hefty bonus around, uh— midsummer. Or thereabouts."

The Director showed Angus to the door.

"How big of a bonus?" Angus said, shutting his notebook.

"Well, it'll ruin the surprise if I tell you now," the Director said. "Have a good day, Detective McDonald."

"Have a good day, ma'am," Angus said. She shut the door behind him.

Angus love being a detective. That's part of why he was so good at it. But it seemed like every time he and Madam Director spoke, he ended up with more questions than answers. Maybe she was right. They had bigger problems than whatever Garfield the Deals warlock was. Or used to be, if that was anything. He should get back to finding the Chalice.

He paused, opening his notebook again.

It wouldn't hurt to look up more about liches, though. Just in case.

[princessasmosprincess]

I saw your asks were open and I ran right here! Could you write something about Asmodeus finding out that adult!mc is inexperienced in love and still hasn’t had their first kiss yet?

I’m not very experienced in the romance department myself, so this is something I’ve thought about quite a bit since Asmo is my fav. It would be so intimidating to be with Asmo, just because he is so experienced and he’s probably done EVERYTHING. At the same time it might be nice to let him take the lead? I think he'd be very gentle and reassuring as your “first,” whether that means kisses or something more intimate. I also don’t think he’d be judgmental, he’s been with all different types of people so nothing would surprise him.

I don't know what spirit possessed me, Anon, but I saw your ask and the words just kept coming. I do hope you like it ^ ♡ ^

***

Taboo

Genre: A little fluff, a little angst.

Warnings: Nonsexual nudity, not really suggestive but it does dance around the topic of sex, MC is a virgin and has never been kissed and feels embarrassed about it.

***

“...And can you believe, no one had ever told Marchosias that he was a bad kisser! Now, I don't mind if it’s a little rough but I’d prefer any hickies to be lower than jaw level, do you know how hard it is to cover them up even with magic? I swear, it was like making out with a suckerfish.”

Asmo slipped off his robe before folding it and setting it at the edge of the tub, smiling when you laughed at his description of the kiss. He did love an audience, and you hadn't heard most of his stories yet.

You were already in the tub, basking in the warmth and the light floral scent that wafted up with the steam.

Every once in a while Asmo would invite you for an evening bath to relax and gossip. Before you knew him well, you’d been wary of his intentions, but eventually you figured out his motives were relatively pure. He never once crossed your boundaries or made you feel uncomfortable. By now, you barely even acknowledged each other's nudity.

Asmo stepped into the tub, sinking into the cloud-like froth of bubbles, “I know he’s got that whole innocent 'I only give true answers to all questions’ thing going, so you don't want to hurt his feelings, but someone had to tell him.”

“Poor guy.” You laughed.

Asmo was usually the one who did most of the talking, but you didn't mind as long as you were able to get in a word from time to time. He always had a lot to say, so unless something particularly interesting happened to you at RAD, you’d let him go on for as long as he wanted.

“Oh, don't worry, I was gentle with him. I even gave him a private lesson, if you know what I mean.” He smirked, “But we never really talked again after that.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah… I'm pretty sure he was just trying to use me to get to the Celestial Realm anyway, as if I wasn't disgraced and cast down. Like, Solomon probably has more sway with my Father than I do at this point.” Asmo sighed and stretched, leaning back against the tub. “But that's enough about me and all of that… What about you?”

“Me?”

“Yeah,” Asmo's amber eyes brightened, “I wanna hear about your romantic escapades, so spill.”

You hadn’t quite gotten to revealing many of the intimate details of your past to him or any of the brothers.

Your cheeks warmed, “I don't think any of my stories will be as interesting as yours.”

Asmo laughed, “Well of course not, dear, but that doesn't mean I don't want to hear about them.”

“I don't know, Asmo, I don’t really-”

“I won’t ask you to share anything too personal, if that's what you’re worried about,” He lifted a handful of bubbles to his face and blew them in your direction, “Ooh, what about your first kiss, you could at least tell me about that!”

You broke eye contact with him, chewing your bottom lip as you tried to come up with the right words to say, and when they did, they caught in your throat, “I- I can’t.”

A sly grin stole across his lips, “Darling, don’t be silly. Is it that embarrassing of a story? You can tell me, I promise I won’t share it with a soul.”

“That’s not it, Asmo.”

“Hmm?” He raised an eyebrow. “I don’t understand.”

Your voice came out barely above a whisper, “I haven't had my first kiss yet.”

Asmo blinked a few times, the air felt heavy around you, though he didn't seem to notice. He was more surprised than anything.

You’d never had your first kiss?

“Does that mean you're also a-”

You turned your head, willing away the tears pricking at your eyes. It was stupid, you knew. There were lots of people like you. But you felt so ashamed. So unloved.

You knew the question was bound to come up sooner or later, but you still felt unprepared.

“Oh.” Asmo’s gaze softened, not that you could see it. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed-”

This was you, after all, adored by the future Demon King and the Avatars of Sin alike. He didn't think it was possible you could have lived for this long without so much as a kiss.

“It’s ok, Asmo, you didn't know.” You sighed, tilting your head back against the edge of the tub and closing your eyes. You needed a moment.

Asmo sank lower in the water, so his head sat just above the bubbles, his eyes never leaving you.

Asmo’s whole world for the longest time had revolved around himself and sex and carnal desire. That was just what it meant to be the Avatar of Lust. But in the grand scheme of things, experience in those areas didn't matter much at all. Passion was more important, whether it lasted a moment or centuries.

His heart ached for you. From your reaction, this was clearly beyond you simply not having an interest in intimacy. Asmo didn't understand how the opportunity hadn't come about for you. It infuriated him that other humans hadn't seen what he saw in you. How could anyone not love you?

Asmo hardly remembered his first, a face faded from millennia past, a kiss that hadn't made much of an impression after millions more, new and exciting feelings that had overwhelmed his senses at one point but would feel so tame to him now. But he did know that doing something new was always scary at first.

He could offer to help you take that step. To be your first. Of anyone in the entire universe, wouldn't the Avatar of Lust be the best possible first kiss? Wouldn't your first time with an expert make future opportunities feel less intimidating?

And if he was your first kiss, maybe he could be your first in other ways…

His gaze flickered to your lips.

But it didn't seem like the right time. Asmo had made a mess of things as it was. He knew he shouldn't have pressed you, but he had been too curious. Your feelings were already hurt.

He would talk to you about it some other time. Asmo didn't want you to think he pitied you and he didn't want to pressure you either. There was nothing shameful about your situation, whether you felt that way or not. It would do you no good to rush things when you were feeling so vulnerable.

No, he would wait for the right moment, and if you chose someone else as your first he would gracefully accept your decision.

Until then, he would show you how precious you truly were.

***

Cross-posted on AO3

[ceilidho]

Do you have any advice or tips for writing dialogue? It's what I struggle most with 😩😩😩

haha I wish I did 😩 honestly this one sucks the most for me because I truly feel like I don't understand how people talk, or like, I'm really only beginning to get it. I remember spending most of my teenage years (I started writing fanfiction around age 13 or so) really not understanding how people talk to each other and being supremely confused about it.

Once again, the biggest help you're ever going to get is just watching a lot and reading a lot and paying attention to how people talk. I mentioned this in my other writing advice ask, so I'll just reiterate below and add some other observations I have on how people speak:

If you're writing fanfiction, watch or read the source material as much as possible, until you can almost hear the way the character sounds in your head. Take time to understand things like their accent and how they speak (do they talk a lot or very little? do they use slang or enunciate everything? do they speak quickly or slowly?). Here, you just want to concentrate on the cadence of their speech / their speech patterns. If they speak plainly or use lots of proverbs or turns of phrases, that sort of thing. If you have that down, you've honestly done half the work. Even I often reread my work and go "fuck, all of these people SOUND the same even though they're saying different things".

A super important point I should make before anything else is that dialogue is intrinsic to character. If you have a taciturn, sullen, aloof character, they probably won't be a very emotional or heartfelt interlocutor. The things (the content of their dialogue) they'll want to speak about will also reflect this - they might complain more often, might not offer praise as readily. They won't ask for help or share vulnerable parts of them.

A more positive character will be the exact opposite of that. They might be more eager to offer advice or praise. They might feel nervous or uncomfortable about confrontation or calling someone out if they're doing something the character doesn't like.

Essentially, when you're not sure what a character would say, think about:

Who is this person? What are their core attributes?

What is their end goal from this conversation? (or, if it's just chatter / conversation for conversation's sake, what kinds of topics might they be interested in?)

If there is a goal, how would this particular character achieve it (or would they be unsuccessful if they're too timid or mean about it)? Would they be blunt, circumlocutory, deliberately confusing, manipulative - would they get frustrated with themselves because even the character isn't able to say the thing they want to say?

Another thing you have to understand about the way people speak, even if this is VASTLY frustrating when writing because it takes you longer to get to the point, is that people rarely just outright say what they want. Sooommeeee people do, but even in your personal life you'll know those kinds of people to be blunt, straight forward, etc. Most people aren't like that. If you need to take the extra chapter or couple paragraphs to wrangle the truth out of someone, that's pretty natural.

I try to avoid clichés or anything corny in my dialogue unless it makes sense for that character (for instance, Price might be more likely to use like generic white guy colloquialisms like "you're barking up the wrong tree" or "let's rock and roll" lmaoo).

Anyway, I don't have much advice for dialogue because I also struggle with it, but one thing to keep in mind is that readers are very aware of characterization, even subconsciously. Don't sacrifice good characterization even if it means you need to redo a scene or take longer to get to something.

[dontlookheswatching]

[INACTIVE]

Info!(≡^∇^≡)

(Note: I LOVE reblogs!!!!)

Hello hiiii I've been inactive for MONTHS, I kinda forgot I had a blog that's 'under construction' and I decided to add a info page about myself for now until I start posting doodles and such. I've been apart of the creepypasta fandom ever since the early 2000's, when it was first starting out and becoming popular, and I've decided to ACTUALLY become apart of it, as someone people may hopefully know and recognize me for by my art contributing to the community. I also have tags to help people move around my blog easier because I tend to reblog a lot. #gaymer art is any art I draw. #Gaymer ramble is when im talking about something. #Gaymer reply is when im replying to an ask. And lastly, #rb just stands for something I've reblogged. #gaymer writings mean something I've written, such as a short story. This blog will have quite gruesome/explicit themes at times. It's Creepypasta after all. I will mention things quite frequently like abuse, sex, and drug use. I will probably have art and posts that may hint at sexual themes/NSFW, but I will say I will not be posting actual NSFW art or writing on this blog. The most you might see in my art are hickeys an a characters neck or suggestive hand placement, nothing much more than that. My writing or other posts that aren't art may be more detailed about it, but again, I will not full on write the actual sex scene itself, only what would possibly lead up to it and afterwards. In a basic summary, if any of this makes you uncomfortable, I will be making a tag on my blog for this kind of stuff, you can block the tag or me in general, for your own comfort. I don't mind. I'd rather everyone be comfortable and sure of what they're looking at and expecting when scrolling through my blog or finding my things. I want to clarify even though these themes will be mentioned on my blog such as abuse or rape, I DO NOT support any of this, as a victim of a few of these things myself. Here's a list of things that will be mentioned or shown in art on my blog: -Abuse(Mental, physical, verbal, and child abuse) -Sexual assult/Rape -Sex -Drug use(Weed included in this category) -Self harm/Suicide -Violence -And possible extreme gore ---

-I am always open to dms, and I can also be contacted via discord!

-You can call me Max, friends can call me Ben, and I go by he/him. I don't mind other nicknames as long as they aren't insults ^^

-My requests and ask box will most likely be open 24/7, but as said in my bio, I'm a slow poster and It might be months in-between updates, maybe weeks if I have time, it usually depends on my schedule. I don't typically do writing prompts or anything like that, but there might be a few exceptions in the future -My main interests will not be fully discussed and addressed most of the time due to this being a Creepypasta blog but don't be shocked if you hear a reference, quote, or straight up topic about the following; •The Walking Dead •Wings of Fire •Spongebob(yes I still watch SpongeBob and I'll say it proudly ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹) •Stardew Valley •Music •Movies/Shows •The Legend of Zelda (I'm a huge geek so don't ask about it unless your fine with a REALLY LONG post-😅) •I have terrible memory so I have no idea what else to add so expect the unexpected I guess🤷

-If not already obvious, this blog will MOSTLY be Creepypasta, but don't be shocked to find something different😋

-Please dni if you; are transphobic/homophobic, disrespectful to ships that aren't popular, engage in politics, easily triggered by the themes that will be used in my blog(Drug/alcohol and sexual themes. I want you all to be safe and I don't want to cause anyone hard times with my blog) or rude in general. I want my blog to have a safe vibe where people can find enjoyment and comfort rather than aggression and forced opinions

-A few of my ships that might have you apply to my dni include Jeff and Ben (they're both adults in my au and hc's, please refrain from pushing your opinions and hc's onto me for this, thank you) and Liu and EJ. These will perhaps be the two main ones on this blog, but I have several others as well. I am a multishipper, and therefore fully support and like other ships, such as Toby and E.J, and it may be possible to find such art consisting of different ships throughout my blog. Again, please dni if you are against any of this.

If you have any questions about my blog or for me, don't be afraid to ask! Have a safe and wonderful day/night and take care, your all loved and appreciated by someone no matter what!❤️❤️❤️

[void-thing]

i'm gonna do that "oddly specific questions" thing I just reblogged for Ruby

this will be a 2 part post because the post is too long

(yes this is the only actual postable picture I have of her for some reason. I will rectify that tomorrow)

(note: all references to AI in this context are actual AGI, not the shitty LLMs people today are talking about)

What's the lie your character says most often? She actually doesn't tell lies often enough for this to be applicable. Partially because she doesn't talk to most people. If she likes you enough to talk to you she likes you enough to be honest with you.

How loosely or strictly do they use the word 'friend'? Very strictly. She can count her friends on one hand (not including her wife and three children)

How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing? She actually has an AR system that reads her mind to determine her emotional state and tell people around her. This helps with the difficulties she has expressing them naturally.

What's a hobby they used to have that they miss? She doesn't really have any. If she did she'd start doing them again.

Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen? No. Her therapist is too good for that.

What's their favorite [insert anything] that they've never recommended to anyone before? Favorite flavor of nutrient paste. Most people don't care about nutrient paste. She loves it though, because it's convenient, consistent, and inoffensive.

What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell? Just... her name? Her name is Ruby. But this is the 24th century, we use AR to find people.

How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’? There are only 4 people in the solar system she will say these words to: her wife and her 3 children.

Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive? Gentle gentle gentle. She's a cinnamon roll. She will get upset if you are tough to her or around her about anything in any way. She is very sensitive.

What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity? Anything about nuclear fusion reactors. Literally anything. If she has a chance to talk about that topic she will take it.

If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference? Probably something about her childhood. She had an abusive family growing up and the only people she's really talked to about it are her wife and therapist.

What's something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific! That one meme from My Little Drone where CinderEye blows up Malaysia

When do they fake a smile? How often? She used to back when she lived with her abusive parents. Nowadays though, she doesn't. She's recovered and is now much more honest about how she's feeling. It's just as well - she's very bad at faking smiles.

How do they put out a candle? What's a candle? She's never heard of that before.

What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they're alone? She has very strict boundaries and only really loosens them around her family and very close friends. She doesn't go to work or have a job though, unless participating in her mandatory Civil Guidance counts as work. (it's just voting on shit)

What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head? I don't understand this question

What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them? She notices her face, most other people notice the sick climate-controlled bodysuit she never leaves her house without.

Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)? Her wife and kids, of course.

What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they've been avoiding? Probably hide in the corner in silence, even if spoken to. If she had to talk she'd have her AI assistant give her a script to recite.

Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don't like the person? She hates Stella Sol but does want to visit the Solar Union someday.

What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it? She's autistic so she tends to dislike a lot of confusing neurotypical mannerisms such as not saying what you mean and expecting other people to understand. This was a problem back when she lived with her abusive family, now not so much.

What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character? Talking. (unless it's about fusion reactors or MLD. Then she won't shut up)

What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember? She tends to be the one doing the remembering.

Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it? She only likes the chewy variant of chips a'hoy.

What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot? Fusion reactors. However, bold of you to assume she's part of a plot. this is just an OC i made for funsies

How would they respond to being fired by a good boss? Probably hiding in her bed and crying

What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond? Her daughter showed her a cool rock and she did her best to pretend she finds rocks interesting

What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want? At this point she kinda has everything she wants. Her life is pretty good now. Mostly she tells people she wants to go home.

How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them? Depending on the topic and context she will either cry or double down on it.

(part 1/2)

[nerves-nebula]

I had an actual question for you but I don't remember what is was so... Is there anything random that you want to post about? Topics completely up to you! Doesn't have to relate to anything else on here, I just wanna know what's bouncing around inside that skull of yours!

OK BUT YOU ASKED FOR IT.

under the cut for a long ass rant about my opinions on the use of SA/CSA/and incest in fiction

so i've prolly talked about this before but it's been on my mind again recently. I really really dislike the way people think of sexual assault/rape/sexual abuse/incest as inherently more Life Ruining than other shitty things that can happen to you. it makes it hard to feel normal or talk about cause it's such a taboo, it's considered such a Horrible Thing. There are people who genuinely think you shouldn't include it in stories unless you ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO which is WILD to me.

like i know the people who say that are usually just annoyed by seeing someone use SA poorly in their story, but frankly it always just made me feel like i had to justify why i would want to write about it. which is BAD. because no one should have to feel pressured to disclose their personal trauma- and even if you aren't traumatized that's just a stupid and annoying standard. and also makes it so that the only people who feel comfortable writing about it are people who dont give a shit or don't understand that they might be portraying it weirdly/in a bad way.

ANYWAY the point is that something that's helped me A LOT is to demystify rape & sexual abuse. especially incest. I have a kind of "it be like that sometimes" mindset nowadays, where it's like, yeah, that's something that happens sometimes. it's happened to a lot of people and will probably keep happening. it's not so terrible you can't say the words or make jokes about it.

it genuinely makes it harder to talk about my experiences if the person I'm talking to like, breaks down and starts crying just thinking about the fact that I've been molested. as if the world ENDED when I was 8 years old and now i'm just a husk of a person??? like nah man I kept living!

and with that comes a kind of acceptance of a lot of things tbh. like getting to this point meant that I had to stop shaming myself for all the feelings that come WITH experiencing sa at a young age. no more shaming myself for gross kinks, because i can't control those feelings, so it's best to just practice them in a healthy way where no one actually gets hurt or w/e. yknow? anyway, as open as i might be, talking about my personal kinks and which ones are and arent influenced by trauma is a step too far for me. so that's enough about that.

AND ANOTHER THING- I KNOW this wont happen any time soon, but I want more childrens stories with sexually abused kids. do you have any idea how much that would have meant to me as a kid?? Do you have any idea how seen I would have felt if kids were depicted as having gone through cocsa and STILL being heroes or going on magic adventures or literally ANYTHING other than being sad for a PSA???

so. yeah. that's what's been bouncing around in my skull.

[entropy-sea-system]

I know your aplatonic, and I just wanted to check something. I'm decently active within the aro community myself, and I like seeing your content/commentary. when I notice we share space (ex: on reblog comments of posts), I find that I like seeing what you have to say, and I even look forward to it. I don't have any personal desire to befriend you for obvious and not so obvious reasons, but I do like seeing you around and acknowledging your perspectives. My thoughts towards you are almost comparable to how you look forward to sharing shifts with a certain coworker because you can trust them to be competent and reliable. Something akin to acquaintanceship, but more distanced given that we only ever interact within one designated community. Not super frequently, at that.

I just want to know if such a perception of you triggers your repulsion or pushes boundaries. of course if this does make you uncomfortable, I'll simply not bring it up again. I'm moreso curious.

This is a good faith ask from an allopl, and if you do not feel comfortable responding, please feel free to just delete the ask entirely.

That doesn't really trigger my repulsion, because its not really about friendship or so it seems to not be about friendship, but thanks for asking I guess. Id prefer you not call me an acquaintance though as Im repulsed by that term as I associate it w friendship, but it seems to only be a comparison/ meant to say its less close than that so thats probably not like actually calling me an acquaintance.

And also my repulsion toward ppl feeling platonic/friendship things to me is more only if someone expresses that theyre platonically attracted to me or want to be my friend tbh, bc theres no way Id know or care if someone just feels that so I just don't want ppl to express it to me.

I can't know that someone percieves me some way unless they state it, and imo boundaries, including those about repulsion, can't really be about how ppl see you bc that can't be controlled + one doesn't have to know abt it, they can only be about how they act towards you such as what they may express to you. If I know someone has friendship emotions for me Id rather avoid them, but what I don't know can't repulse me.

And Im glad that ppl appreciate my content, I tend to see it as a compliment / ego boost when ppl think that lol . I actually feel kind of similar to what you describe, about some ppl I know, but maybe not very strongly or consistently (I have a tendency to kind of feel like ppl aren't perfect and it doesn't really go to idolising ppl for me usually bc of that, but there are ppl who Id say I like seeing discuss topics and stuff) and I dont even think abt it often, and I dont label it as anything other than emotions maybe, but either way I don't see it as platonic/friendship when I experience that emotion so.

[tenebraevesper]

Five Nights at Freddy's: Salvaged, Night 31: The Story's Not Over Yet

''There is a legend, a legend born long ago, about a wicked, a wicked man no one knows. Went and unraveled six innocent little souls. The souls found bodies, the bodies started to move. Some say they still walk, walk the halls staying from view. I got a secret, that I am here to tell you: 'That place is this very place, and all the stories are true'.''

– Bringing Us Home by TryHardNinja (Five Nights at Freddy's 4)

xXxXxXx

Springtrap sighed as he closed the book he had finally finished reading, Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban, and put it on the stack he left on the bed. He actually thought he'd only finish Harry Potter & The Chamber of Secrets for tonight, but after he was done with it, he grabbed the sequel, intending to just read the first chapter for a small preview. Instead, he somehow spent the entire night reading the whole book, getting quite immersed into the story. If anything, he understood why Sam told him that she got addicted to the books.

He was quite glad that Sam provided him with the books, as he felt that it wouldn't be a bad thing to think about something other than haunted animatronics or what Connor was up to. Not to mention, that kid didn't appear at all, so he was on his own this time, finally having the peace he desired for so long.

I should enjoy it while I still can. Springtrap glanced over to the bed, where the left the other books, and grabbed the fourth novel, Harry Potter & The Goblet of Fire, taking a look at the cover and the summary on the back before opening it. Okay, this time it'll be just one chapter… Or maybe two. He sighed, closing the book. I'm probably not going to stop reading it, am I?

Chuckling to himself, he opened it again, continuing reading the first chapter and enjoying the quiet and calm night. Sam and Emma were both asleep and, while he did go out once to check on Sam, he decided to stay in his room until they woke up. Springtrap was quite sure that it wouldn't take much longer for the sun to rise and he was anxiously waiting for the daytime.

He wondered whether Sam had something in mind for today, even though he figured that after what they've been through the past few days, it would've been better to stay at home. Nevertheless, if she did come up with something, he knew he would probably agree to it. He did promise to keep her entertained and out of trouble, after all. His ears lowered as he thought about that promise.

The only problem is that those two things aren't often mutually exclusive, at least not in this case.

xXx

It was early in the morning when Springtrap finally heard someone walking downstairs. He was sure that it was Emma, as Sam would usually check on him. He wondered whether he should go talk to Emma, shuddering at the icy gaze she gave him when they returned home last night. It was more than clear that she was still angry at him for daring to even suggest that he could act as Sam's father. Nevertheless, he figured he should confront her again about the idea.

Taking a deep breath, he went downstairs, where Emma was preparing breakfast. He peeked into the kitchen, still reluctant about this confrontation, only for Emma notice him. He felt anxious when she glared at him, his ears lowered.

''Good morning, Afton,'' she said, her eyes narrowed. ''Are you just going to stand there and stare at me, or actually tell me whatever you have on your mind?''

''Um, I- Good morning, Emma,'' Springtrap said, startled, only to frown. ''Why would you even assume that there's something I want to tell you?''

''Well, let's see…'' Emma said, placing her hand on her hip and tilting her head. ''Yesterday, we had an argument, and considering the look you gave me once you returned, you still had that topic in mind. Not to mention, whenever you're bothered by something, you usually ask for Sam's advice; unless it is something that does involve her, but you're not ready to talk to her about it, then you come to me. So, what is it now, Afton?''

Springtrap stared at her.

''You know, it's sometimes scary just how good you are at figuring things out,'' he said. Emma just smirked. ''In any case, you're right. I did reflect on what you told me during our argument and I came to the conclusion that I shouldn't rush into making such decisions; at least not before I actually thought them through. Also, I understand that I still need to work on improving myself, and I know that it will be quite difficult.''

''Honestly, I'm surprised that you decided to admit that,'' Emma said. ''If you weren't a soul trapped inside an animatronic, I would've given you a cookie, or rather, a biscuit; if we're going to use British terms.''

Springtrap glared at her, fuming, with his eyes glowing purple.

''Emma, I'm pouring my heart out to you and you're just making fun of me,'' he said in an annoyed tone, then paused. ''On the other hand, I should've expected this considering whom I'm talking to.''

He then walked over to the table, sitting down and staring at it, still irritated. Emma sat across him, still holding the cup of coffee.

''Nevertheless, I actually expected you to protest,'' she said, with Springtrap looking up, giving her a confused look. ''You're quite attached to Sam, so I thought you'd actually argue back and try to convince me that it would work, or you would just proceed with it regardless of my opinion.''

''Why should I do that?''

''You seem to be the kind of person who'd do that,'' Emma replied.

''Maybe I am, but I care about Sam and considering you're her mother, it should be expected that I ask both of your opinions on the matter,'' Springtrap explained.

''I see…'' Emma muttered. ''While I am glad that you subverted my expectations, next time, you really should try to use your head before you do something. Aren't you supposed to be some kind of genius?''

''Only when it comes to robotics,'' Springtrap replied dryly. ''Social interactions aren't my forte, and I can't think straight when I panic.''

''You sure don't,'' Emma smiled knowingly, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at Springtrap. The latter was confused, wondering what she meant, only to realize a few seconds later what this was about and give Emma a look that was a mix of bewilderment and embarrassment, which quickly turned into annoyance.

''You really had to bring that up?!'' he asked, remembering the time he introduced himself to Emma. Emma shook her head.

''You're hopeless, Afton,'' she said. Springtrap groaned, leaning his head against the table, ears lowered.

''I regret everything I said,'' he muttered. Emma snorted, drawing Springtrap's ire.

''I have no doubts about that,'' she said as she walked over to the microwave, taking out the sandwich she left to be heated. ''Although, I have heard worse.''

''Like the guy you punched in the face?'' Springtrap asked, looking up. Emma frowned at the memory and sighed.

''If it makes you feel better, in comparison to him, you're rather pleasant, if awkward,'' she replied. Springtrap gave her a surprised look. Emma then grinned smugly. ''Of course, you can also be a complete idiot at times.''

Whatever joy or relief he briefly felt was completely washed away by that remark, despite the fact that he knew that it was completely justified. He was left glaring at Emma, who was nonchalantly eating her sandwich. After a few minutes, they heard Sam coming downstairs.

''Hey!'' she greeted them cheerfully, only to realize that's something wrong, as Emma looked quite satisfied, while Springtrap seemed to be exasperated. ''Did something happen?''

''Don't worry, we just had a little conversation,'' Emma replied.

''I guess that explains the current mood,'' Sam said, glancing at Springtrap as she gave him a sympathetic smile. She then went to the kitchen counter, taking out a bowl, milk and cereal.

''Anyways, what happened last night? Do you have any plans for today?'' Emma asked them. Sam and Springtrap exchanged glances.

''Well, we found a few strange animatronics at the Machinations Factory,'' Sam said. ''Springtrap dismantled them, though.''

''Why?'' Emma asked, looking at Springtrap.

''Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted any of those roaming around,'' he said, with Emma giving him a suspicious look. ''As for today, I'm not sure…''

''Actually, I wanted to stay at home and play video games on my laptop,'' Sam interrupted. Emma rose an eyebrow.

''Really? Nothing else?'' she asked suspiciously.

''Well, unless I get another idea later, no,'' Sam replied. Emma stared at her for a moment, but then shrugged.

''If you say so,'' she said.

Sam noticed Springtrap looking at her with a questioning look on her expression, with her briefly shaking her head. Springtrap, having realized what she meant, leaned against the chair, sighing.

You want to wait, right?

xXx

Something is wrong. Connor had put on his earpiece in an attempt to communicate with the animatronics, but they wouldn't respond. Is it broken?

He walked steadily towards his workshop, looking around for any signs of the Freddy and Bonnie animatronic. However, they were nowhere to be found. Feeling frustrated, he entered his workshop, only for his eyes to widen in shock when he saw the chaos inside the place.

The animatronics had been completely dismantled, the parts strewn across the floor. He had no idea what exactly happened to the animatronics, but by just looking at the room, he could tell that the damage was great and that he will spend a while fixing them.

''How did this happen?! Who-''

He paused as he realized that what he had been doing at the factory wasn't exactly a secret anymore and that there were two other people who knew what he was hiding. He wondered just how long they had been keeping an eye on him and looked around, as if searching for any hidden cameras.

Why are you so paranoid? You know this place better than anyone else. If there was something odd, you would've already found it.

The sting of paranoia he felt was suddenly replaced with a rush of astonishment. Since he doubted that the teen had any idea how to deal with the animatronics, that would meant that it was Afton who did this. Connor's eyes narrowed as he kicked lightly a piece of metal away, noticing that the damage might've been even worse than he had initially thought. The circuit boards were destroyed, along with the devices he made to control the animatronics easier. He had also noticed that some parts of the endoskeletons had been removed or damaged.

They can be replaced, though.

While Connor did lament the loss he suffered, he didn't feel angry about it. Instead, he saw it as a challenge.

They were imperfect, unfinished.

The animatronics he had created weren't just good enough, and Afton had shown that by easily dismantling them. Connor wasn't sure why Afton even showed up here, but he believed that, for some reason, he disapproved of the animatronics he saw. Maybe he saw the animatronics as insignificant in comparison to his own creations, or perhaps he was angry that Connor made twisted copies of the animatronics he used to worked with.

I need to make them better. They aren't good enough.

Connor didn't really care about what Afton's reason for destroying his creations was. He wasn't angry that they were dismantled, as he was still working on them and this showed just how much he still needed to do. All he knew is that he needed to perfect them, make them deadlier, while also letting them follow every command he would give. He needed answers and those animatronics would help him gain them. Nothing would stop him from getting what he felt that he rightfully deserved.

He then left the room, deciding to check the others just to see whether Afton had tampered with anything else, feeling a pit in his stomach when he stood in front of the room where he left Bran. He put his hand on the door knob, reluctant about opening it, only to hear a strange noise coming from inside.

What's going on?

As he opened the door, he saw a pair of red eyes glowing in the dark. Raven suddenly lunged at him, grabbing him by his neck and pinning him on the ground. Connor gasped for air, kicking Raven and trying to get the animatronic off him. However, Raven held him down, his eyes glowing. He looked furious.

''Krach- Krach-'' He attempted to talk, but let out only groaning sounds. Connor struggled, trying to free himself. He pressed the ear piece, hoping to control Raven, but nothing happened. Realizing that the device that controlled the animatronic was gone, he reached for the cables at Raven's neck. His fingers trembled feebly as he tried to turn the animatronic off, only to see black and red. He gritted his teeth, feeling his windpipe being crushed, only to suddenly get overwhelmed by the darkness, hearing only a distant laughter.

''Krach- Krach-''

xXx

Sam stretched, looking at the loading screen for Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban. She was currently half-way through the Carpe Retractum Challenge, and despite how many times she had already played the game, she always loved to play it again.

''Alohomora!'' Ron exclaimed as he unlocked a chest with the spell, gathering the goodies that fell out of it.

''You know, I thought that you might have a plan for today, as you always have one,'' Springtrap, who was sitting next to her on her bed, said. ''Although, I guess we cannot do much until Connor makes his move.''

''Yeah,'' Sam said, focusing on the video game. ''However, I am worried about what his next move will be.''

''You mean, aside from repairing the Drawkills?'' Springtrap said. ''He will try to find us, and I assume that he might even go to Freddy's, if he didn't already, in order to see whether I'm there.''

''Do you think that we should go to Ricky's to keep an eye on him?'' Sam asked, briefly glancing at Springtrap, before turning back to the video game, having managed to getting close to the end of the challenge.

''I think that it's time for a direct confrontation,'' Springtrap replied. ''Unless you have something else on mind…''

''No, you're right. We need to confront him,'' Sam said firmly, turning to him. ''Besides, isn't that what Connor wants as well? After all, he did search for you.''

''Now that you have mentioned it, I am also curious about what he actually wants from me,'' Springtrap said. ''I mean, while we did have a few theories, nothing is confirmed until we speak to him.''

''Exactly,'' Sam said, turning back to her video game. She was currently at the Bean Bonus Room stage, which was a timed challenge and required her focus.

Springtrap just observed her as she played the video game. Perhaps, someone would call it absurd that she was more focused on a video game considering the current situation, but given what they both went through, they needed some time off. Springtrap actually did feel better after having a peaceful night for once and he felt that Sam was using video games in a similar manner, easily disconnecting herself from the real world and immersing herself into a story inside the virtual reality.

''Say, Sam…''

''Yeah?'' Sam paused the game once the cutscene was over, going to the main menu.

''When I talked to Emma, she told me that, whenever you felt miserable and depressed, that you would lock yourself into your room and refuse to come out,'' Springtrap said, noticing the look of concern on Sam's expression. ''I was just wondering whether you used those video games as a way to escape reality.''

''Actually, I did,'' Sam said, looking at the main menu, which was playing a haunting orchestral piece followed by a choir. ''At least, when I played the games, I knew there wasn't anyone who would make me feel like I was a nobody.''

''But, you aren't a nobody,'' Springtrap replied. ''You're an amazing person who deserves much better.''

''If you mean the treatment I received from my bullies, then yes, I deserved better friends than them,'' Sam said, saving her current gameplay and quitting the game. ''However, if you believe that I'm still better off without you, then you're wrong.''

''At least you wouldn't have ended up hurt,'' Springtrap said, glancing at her scarred arm. Even though the scar she had was faint, it was still there and it was a constant remainder of how close she got to actually dying.

''Yeah, because I'd refuse to leave my room and continue lying to myself that everything's fine,'' Sam replied, a sly grin on her expression. ''Maybe I would've healed on my own, but your presence certainly did speed up the process.'' She then gave him a sympathetic smile. ''Although, I do understand why you're still convinced that what you're doing is wrong. After all, wanting to keep me happy must be the first selfless thing you had done in ages.''

''I guess you're right,'' Springtrap said, still feeling a little insecure. He noticed Sam looking at him, aware that she wanted to simply comfort him. Nevertheless, he knew that she was right. After all, everything he had done in the past was for his own selfish reasons and this experience was something completely different.

''We're not done with that issue, right?'' Sam asked, with Springtrap nodding timidly. She sighed, turning back to her laptop. ''Nevertheless, you know what I think about it, and rest assured, I'd be quite vocal if I had changed my mind.''

''There's no doubt about that,'' Springtrap said, a little amused as he thought about the times Sam yelled at him for something he had done or said that she disapproved of. Sam meanwhile typed something on her laptop, her eyes widening in surprise as she opened a website.

''Hey, look at this!'' she exclaimed. Springtrap looked at the monitor, a little stunned by what he saw. Sam was grinning, looking quite excited about the date displayed on the website.

''So, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is supposed to open in a few days,'' he said, his eyes glowing in a very faint purple.

''I can't wait for that!'' Sam said in an enthusiastic tone. ''I've been waiting for ages for it to open; well, ever since a new location was announced after Henry's fake one burned to the ground.''

''What I'm more interested in is how Fazbear Entertainment will handle this location,'' Springtrap told her. ''They're not exactly competent, and I can only imagine that they'll find another way to ruin everyone's experience.''

''Well, I guess we'll have to wait and see how that will turn out. At least this location is genuine and not another trap,'' Sam said.

''Unless Henry find a way to burn that one down as well,'' Springtrap said in a deadpan tone.

''I don't think he would do that,'' Sam said, rising an eyebrow as she looked at Springtrap. ''Would he?''

''I wouldn't put it past him,'' Springtrap replied, remembering the cold gaze Henry gave him. ''Although, you and I both know that the only reason he did that was because of what I had done and because of the other haunted animatronics.''

''Not that it worked in the long run,'' Sam pointed out. Springtrap snorted, but then quickly went quiet.

''You know, I do hope that he won't interfere this time,'' he said. ''Technically, I'm the only haunted animatronic, and I'm not exactly keen on going on a murder spree. He doesn't really have a reason for doing that unless he considers just me being here a hazard.''

''Not that you aren't one,'' Sam said in a snarky tone. Springtrap's eyes glowed purple, this time a little stronger.

''True, although, it's not for the reasons he believes,'' he said, noticing Sam's questioning look. He tilted his head, looking at her curiously. ''You know well that I'm responsible for this horror story from start to finish. Even though I'm back, I'm not planning on continuing it, but there's still something I want to get done.''

''Do you mind telling me what that is?'' Sam asked, noticing Springtrap's eyes suddenly flaring up purple. He looked quite eager, like a kid who was promised a shiny new toy. Sam felt a little unnerved by his reaction.

''It's a surprise of mine,'' he said. ''Trust me, there's nothing to worry about.''

''Yet,'' Sam said flatly. Springtrap's ears lowered, with him looking a little crestfallen. He really hoped that Sam would trust him, but he understood why she remained wary. ''In any case, I wonder how people will react to the opening of Freddy's. While I'm excited, I don't believe that everyone else will feel the same, especially considering the reputation Freddy has.''

''I guess that their reaction remains to be seen. It has been more than 30 years, but some might still remembered what had happened. While those who had visited Freddy's when they were children might visit it out of pure nostalgia, I do believe that there would be people who'd refuse to visit the restaurant due to not only being aware of the murders that had occurred, but also because of the other accidents that happened, despite the fact that they were clearly preventable,'' Springtrap added the last part in a heavy tone.

''Like the Bite of '83,'' Sam noted in a quiet tone. Springtrap felt a pit in his stomach as a flash of a blood-covered Fredbear appeared in his vision, with the seemingly lifeless body of Sammy hanging out from it, his skull crushed. He nodded.

''Yes…'' he muttered.

''You know, perhaps it's Freddy's dark past what makes the place so appealing,'' Sam said, with Springtrap giving her a surprised look. ''Remember Fazbear's Fright? It was supposed to be a horror attraction based on the events that occurred more than 30 years ago, and I'm sure that people would've gotten interested. Being an urban explorer, I love visiting places that have some kind of story behind them, especially if something horrible happened. I mean, for example, I have seen a lot of videos on YouTube about people visiting and investigating haunted places. I believe that there's something in the human nature that draws us to such creepy stuff and makes us feel fascinated by those horror stories.''

''When you think about it, those who will visit Freddy's are probably people like you; teens and young adults who have heard of what happened at Freddy's in the past, but don't really understand the depths of the reasons of why the restaurant has such a dark reputation, and have decided to visit it out of pure curiosity. After all, we both know that Henry's restaurant had customers, despite its past,'' Springtrap said. ''There's also the possibility that they would get bored of Ricky's and want to see what the other animatronic location has to offer.''

''There are also the Five Nights at Freddy's video games,'' Sam said, glancing at her laptop. ''Even though they weren't up for too long, they probably had drawn attention, especially because Fazbear Entertainment was very vocal about discrediting this indie game developer, claiming how everything that occurred and was represented in the games was completely inaccurate and not true.''

''Speaking of which, I doubt that some random guy would've even been capable of making video games with such surprisingly accurate lore, unless he had access to the necessary documentation,'' Springtrap said, frowning. ''In short, these games shouldn't even exist, or at least not in the way they are depicted.''

''If that's so, there's always the possibility that he had some help, maybe even from those who are currently managing Fazbear Entertainment. After all, they had a long history of trying to cover everything up,'' Sam said. ''Not to mention, this might not only be a cover up in order to dismiss the events that happened at Freddy's as urban legends, but also an attempt to draw the attention of future patrons for the reasons I had already mentioned.''

''It makes sense,'' Springtrap said, his eyes glowing in a soft purple, as he added in a disdainful tone, ''Although, I would prefer if some of the things that had been brought up had stayed a secret,… like the entire bloody story of what had happened.''

''Well, the games are quite vague about the lore, and the only reason why I figured the story out is because I put a lot of time and effort into decoding everything,'' Sam said, understanding why he felt this way. ''In other words, I may be the only person alive who actually knows the complete truth behind the story.''

''That's undeniable,'' Springtrap said, with Sam nodding.

''You know, I do feel that some memories should be preserved, but I also want to create new ones. Nevertheless, depending on how the management handles this location, maybe it won't be so bad. I mean, I've been to Henry and Michael's location and it was an amazing experience. If it weren't for the fact that it was a trap, it probably would've become extremely successful,'' she said in a cheerful tone. ''Besides, I can't wait to see the animatronics again on the stage. After all, Freddy's, and obviously Ricky's, remain kind of unique as they're probably one of the few, if not the only restaurants who didn't throw out their animatronics and completely replaced them with animated mascots. Honestly, I'm so excited about finally visiting it!''

She then noticed Springtrap's thoughtful gaze. It looked as if he was reminiscing about something, but he didn't seem to be lost. There was something in his eyes, the same kind of caring look he showed whenever he wanted to cheer her up.

''William?''

''I have to admit, you remind me of Elizabeth, Sammy and Michael when I introduced them to Fredbear's Family Diner. They had shown the same kind of excitement you do now,'' he said in a sorrowful tone, lowering his head. ''Not to mention, when I had shown Circus Baby to Lizzy, she had told me how much she loved me and how she was happy about the animatronic I made just for her.''

''If you had the chance to change the past, you'd put your family above your own selfish desires, right?'' Sam asked him, with Springtrap nodding. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

''Still, they're gone, and the past cannot be changed,'' he said, looking at her. ''I have already come to terms with that, and besides, you're here now. I want to make your experience as enjoyable as possible.''

''Thanks,'' Sam replied. ''At least you won't have trouble staying at Freddy's, as a Bonnie character wouldn't be out of place there in comparison to Ricky's. They might get confused why Spring Bonnie is actually back, though, especially since he was decommissioned character.''

''I doubt they'll pay much attention to me even if they do actually realize that I'm not supposed to be there,'' Springtrap said. ''In any case, I'm here for your entertainment.''

''I know, but that also includes bringing up your past, something you aren't really comfortable talking about,'' Sam replied, with Springtrap giving her a troubled look. It was more than clear that he really wanted to move on from that. ''Nevertheless, I am really curious to see how this will work out and I do hope that there won't be another follow-up to this horror story. Even though you are here, the actual horror story did end when the previous location burned down to ashes. The current horror story is the one at Ricky's.''

''True, although I'm not really looking forward to how the part with Ricky's and Connor will end,'' Springtrap said. ''Considering what we've been through last night, it is safe to say that it might get even worse.''

''I guess you're right,'' Sam muttered, glancing at the monitor which showed the Freddy Fazbear's Pizza website. She smiled and turned to Springtrap. ''You know, we could visit Freddy's tonight. I'd like to see if they had finally brought the animatronics there.''

''Sure.'' Springtrap nodded, briefly glancing at the website. Even though he had been at the restaurant several times along with Sam, he still felt that things would be different once the location had finally opened. He then smiled, recalling the conversation with his old partner.

I'm sorry Henry, but nothing you say or do will deter me from continuing with what I had in mind. The story is not over yet.

xXx

His vision was blurry as he opened his eyes, with pain pulsing through his body. Something heavy was lying on him, and as he tried to move it, he realized it was a black bird-like animatronic.

Bran, what is wrong with you?

He managed to push away Raven, his vision slowly clearning. He blinked a few times, staring at the animatronic, completely stunned about what just had happened.

How is this possible?

Connor recalled his last moments before he blacked out, remembering how Raven had lunged at him, attempting to strangle him. To his luck, he had managed to disconnect the cables that kept the animatronic active, else he would've died at Raven's hands. He didn't know what shocked him more: the fact that Raven was able to walk, or the fact that he tried to kill him moments ago.

''You know, Bran, the attack was completely unprovoked,'' Connor told him in a bitter tone. ''I wanted to keep you here because I needed you. I needed your support, and I'm sure that this fate is much better than just being a disembodied spirit.''

The animatronic didn't react, with Connor being sure that Bran couldn't move his mechanical body unless it was active. However, he was quite happy that Bran was now capable of walking and interacting with him on a higher level than before, even though it was obvious that his old friend was still angry about his own death, despite the fact that Connor told him that he would get used to his new body.

''Still…'' Connor trailed off, acting on a hunch. He crouched next to Raven, removing the mask and looking at the endoskeleton's head. As he had suspected, the device that controlled the animatronic itself had been removed. He also checked the rest of the endoskeleton, noticing that some parts had been replaced. However, instead of feeling upset, Connor grinned. ''So, he is responsible for this? Of course; after all, he would know what to do.''

He stood up, feeling a rush of excitement and anticipation. He knew that he now had exactly what he wanted – Afton's attention. However, he still had figure out how to lure him out in order to talk to him in private, as something told him that Afton wasn't exactly interested in having a conversation with him. Considering what he had done, Connor could only assume that Afton saw him as someone inferior, someone who wasn't worth his time.

Then I have to prove that I'm his equal.

Connor knew that he would be spending another night here repairing and working on creations. Even after he had left them the last night, he knew that they were unfinished. The devices he used were still in the experimental stage and he had planned to improve them. Not only would they be stronger, faster, more independent and exceptionally deadly, but would also follow and execute every command he issued.

They will be perfect.

However, there was something missing and he felt that he could gain this last piece he needed from his conversation with Afton. He needed to show him that he shouldn't be underestimated. After all, weren't his own creations entitled to some kind of recognition for being not only intimidating, but also awe-inspiring? Connor hoped that, once they were complete, he would get the respect he deserved.

I will get my answers.

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[selfspinninglies]

ok I'm feeling silly enough to post this so here you go [most of it is based on personal experience] my essay type thing about the American school system that probably sucks but oh well

Posters are hung around schools. Images of people holding hands around the Earth. "Be yourself, there's only one of you!" "People care." "Be kind." "Speak up for yourself." Smiling faces. Empathy. Everywhere, plastered around the hallways for everyone to see, though they go unread. This baffles me, that the school has the audacity to hang up such kinds of posters in an environment like this.

In English class, there are books that you have to read. If you don't like it, that's too bad, write an essay. It's due tomorrow, five paragraphs, another one next week. Triggering topics are often discussed and displayed in this literature, and there are no warnings. The other students are joking about the events, laughing in the corner that they're congregated in. They're laughing, why aren't you? Don't cry, it's funny, as long as you don't pay attention to it. Don't think about it. That's not the point of this class. Here, regurgitate this plot point and extend it as possible. You won't get a good grade otherwise. You forgot an indent? Points off. Oh, your hands hurt from writing? Keep going! Unless you want to fail.

In History, we are fed propaganda constantly. America is the best country, right? Yes we did that thing but don't worry about it, look at this. We have the best government system, and very good leaders. Life is good in America. Don't worry about when you graduate. It's your job to fix this mess. Current history is not told. The same story is told over and over again with slightly more detail and different wording, all to drill it into your head that you're lucky to be here. You wouldn't know that though. Why would they lie? School is here to teach you after all. They just teach what they want to. Current history? Don't worry about it. The struggles of others that are happening now don't matter, learn about the civil war again.

In Science there is a constant bombardment of work. It's difficult to complete when everyone in the classroom seems to be doing great with it, since they have time to yell at their friends at a headache inducing volume. It doesn't matter if you get one, though, do your work. If it hurts that bad go to the nurse, get an ice pack and pretend it helps. Five minutes are left in class. Clutching your head, you can't hear when the teacher asks if you're okay over the continued screaming. Another day, someone mocks transgender people in a presentation about the water cycle. Everyone laughs. Why aren't you laughing? It's funny, right? Someone yells for the freedom of Palestine with passion, while someone yells back a no with equal volume and zero passion. (Did they even believe that?...) Don't say anything. Nobody else did. Take your notes, don't say anything.

In Math, you are expected to understand everything. The first explanation wasn't enough? Good luck on your test, do this worksheet. If you don't finish it's homework, and you know you won't finish it then. You have other things to do? Too bad, you're asking to fail this class if you don't want to do it. You're just too lazy. I'll have to call your parents if this keeps up. Maybe if you payed attention more you'd understand. Look, everyone else gets it, why don't you? Do these questions. I know you don't know how to do it, but I can't help you. You aren't allowed to guess.

Lunch is the loudest time of day. The food looks wrong and tastes bad, but it always does. If you don't like it, too bad, pack your own lunch. It doesn't matter if you can't do that. If you can't afford the food, too bad. We can pretend to care about that, but that's as far as it goes. We're doing a food drive this week to help people who are going hungry though, why don't you donate? Wear this color shirt to help fight world hunger, or breast cancer, support animals in need. Why aren't you dressed up? Don't you care?

Walking in the halls is a nightmare. People are constantly bumping against you. Not a single sorry is uttered, not even if they make you fall. If you do that, everyone will point and laugh. Nobody will help you, fix it yourself. People still care, though. There are too many conversations happening at once. People are called gay or autistic as a substitute for stupid, though that's not what those mean. That doesn't matter. Nobody said anything. Don't say anything. If someone is lazy or unathletic they are fat, and that's bad and funny. It's not wrong. Don't say anything. Be yourself, though, everyone matters. Hold hands. Smile.

A sigh of relief is released on the bus. It doesn't matter how long the drive is, you have friends to keep you company. What's that? You don't? Stare into space until your stop comes into view. Don't miss it. The bus driver won't turn around for you. You have to wait now. The bus is like the hallways, but worse. There are little safety measures and it smells weird. Everyone is right next to you no matter where you sit. Nothing is sanitized and there is garbage on the floor. Don't worry about it. It's not that long. If you don't like it, you can walk or get picked up. It's likely that your parents don't have time for that.

I enter the school again and look up at the posters, dragging my heavy backpack with me.

I hate writing essays.

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

"i can certainly understand why you would think the concept of tons of people knowing your amazon reviews would be embarrassing, but quite frankly, almost all of the topics we discuss here would make us uncomfortable if it was about us."

That is true. But i think there is a difference between discussing things within a circle of people that won't really leave the platform, like the anon discussions on your blog, and people sharing stuff on tiktok to go viral. We know that most things discussed here probably will never reach Evan unless he or his friends chooses to search his hashtag on Tumblr, which i doubt they do. It's different however when there is certain information circulating on every social media platform and private info boiling up to the surface. I think the likelihood of his sister, family friends or Haley seeing it is much bigger and idk... i would feel mortified. I feel like we are too comfortable seeing Evan as a celebrity and expecting him to endure privacy invasions because of that. He is a celebrity but he is a human first of all, who enjoys acting and sadly his profession comes along with being a public figure. However he isn't like most celebrities, he hates the public part of it and he values his privacy very much. He just wants to be a normal guy and is doing everything so he can continue living his life as a normal guy. I'd like to say again that I'm not blaming anybody for posting the information. He should have been more careful in the first place and not share his Spotify name with Frances, but sadly it's too late and he wasn't taking that into account. The thing that gives me the most discomfort is that this information is floating around uncontrollably and will likely find its way to Evan one way or another (if it hasnt already) and i just know it's going to give him the biggest freak out and my heart can't take it.

a couple of things:

1. i’m not really sure what you mean when you say you believe certain things stay within this platform. most people who have tumblr also have other social media, so it stands to reason that things will circulate from time to time. i genuinely wonder how evan or his friends and family would know about anyone discussing his spotify or his amazon profile, or really anything about him without searching for fan discussions. if i asked someone outside of fandom, who never visited any fan pages, about evan peters spotify profile they would be clueless. i think you're viewing this like evan and his social media burner accounts are somehow just outside of the circle of his fandom, and it would be easy for him to accidentally stumble onto this stuff; in reality, if he does not engage, that would be like saying because i have a twitter account i know what happens in pedro pascal's fandom. i have no fucking clue what anyone knows or doesn't know about him because i am not in any way affiliated. unless evan, his friends or his family purposely interact with fandom this information is not on anyone else's radar besides those of us who are super interested in evan peters. but if they seek it out, then it stands to reason that they will see things that are likely to make them uncomfortable. i'm sure it would not be pleasant for anyone near him to view the conversations we have about the domestic violence situation, but that doesn't mean i'm not going to broach that topic. if anything, i do wonder why are you not more bothered by that than evan's amazon reviews? not attacking you, i'm genuinely curious because to me, one is so much more sensitive than the other

2. evan's spotify being discovered precedes frances. i don't place any blame on evan for sharing it with anybody, it's reasonable to share your spotify with friends or family or your girlfriend.

3. i understand and find it respectable how much evan lives his life like a normal dude. however, he is not you or i. we live average, normal lives with jobs that do not make us of interest to the public. no matter how humble, evan’s career as an actor has made him a multi-millionaire and given him the many wonderful life perks that come with that. the downside is that you will not enjoy the privacy that a normie like myself gets. fans finding your amazon reviews might be embarrassing or weird, but i don’t think it should cause any deep emotional turmoil. especially because there is nothing literally tying it to evan, neither is his spotify account. he could easily deny it and just say this is a weird fan theory, because we have no literal proof it’s his.

finally, i totally get that your comments are just coming from a place of concern that evan would be made uncomfortable to see us discussing these things, i am not taking it as a condemnation or you trying to shame folks. and i am not in the business of policing anyone's feelings. if that's what you feel, it's valid. the premise of this blog is, by nature, intrusive. as respectful as we may aim to be, discussing a stranger's personal life is still an intrusion in most peoples' eyes. i am of the opinion that when you become a celebrity, interest in your personal life is a part of the fame package that you do not get to opt out of. there's always positives and negatives in anything you do. i hate getting up early, but my job requires that i am available in the morning most days. i have a fruitful career that affords me financial freedom and a lifestyle i enjoy; so i will get my butt up in the AM despite not enjoying that part, because i feel the good far outweighs the bad. i know there's plenty of aspects to evan's career he probably doesn't love, but the good outweighs the bad for him.

and ultimately.. this is a gossip blog. i have utmost respect for evan and a deep fondness for him as a person and an actor, but at the end of the day, i do not know him personally and i can't really say what he would or wouldn't feel. but i have a feeling he wouldn't love the premise of a gossip blog dedicated to him.

[beheaded-sweets]

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Uh- well as the description says, my little sideblog here is for mostly yandere Genshin blurbs and a few requests-

I already have two writing blogs (1 main + 1 side) so I made this just to keep things organized- otherwise everything would be a mess-

Basic DNI criteria (I'm assuming people know the basic simple things), I'm not too strict on people interacting with me as long as they aren't weird or just rude- note: I am a minor

Masterlist

About Me:

I'll just go by Seriko on this blog- cuz I don't want anyone from my other blogs to find me help-

Minor - 16

Japanese + American-Canadian (1/2, 1/4, 1/4)

Pan- gender idk just whatever ig

INTJ/ENTJ (I was like 52% I and 48% E so I like to say ANTJ for ambivert cuz I have traits for both help-)

ADHD

My favourite region is Inazuma- a little obv ngl

I didn't play Genshin for a while. I stopped playing at like 3.0, but I'm back at it again because a friend of mine begged me to sacrifice my storage

My favourite characters rn are: Childe, Scaramouche (No I don't call him Wanderer), Wriothesley, and Beidou

The biggest fucking nerd for classical music and composers

I WILL SHITPOST + POST ABOUT RANDOM THINGS

About My Writing:

Mostly Yandere writer- just cuz I'm good at it than anything else

No smexy time bcs I'm gonna get cancelled if I even tried- so yeah no not happening.

I'm not one to write long stories or pieces in general- just because my organization can get shitty- really shitty. I try to keep it at headcanons, blurbs, and longer pieces are like 1k-3k depending on the matter. If I know the plot isn't bad I could probably write more honestly.

My writing does have topics like manipulation, blood, murder and you know- the things you would perhaps see in anything yandere related. If you don't like this then please take your leave because I do try to ensure I put warnings down for everything.

Unless specifically requested for male or female MC I keep my MC genderneutral-

I'll take like 3 requests at a time- since as you know, I have 2 other blogs and I have like...25 requests in total on my main. So I think you can understand the low number. That being said, it might take me a while- depending on how busy I am on my main and my life.

A few guidelines in case someone requests something:

Please put detail if you can- it makes the writing process faster and makes my planning easier, and more well-defined.

This isn't needed, but just so I have a better idea- put like a horror rating of 1-10. On my main ppl have asked me to go heavier on the horror and I'm not sure how far I should go- so just cuz. Yes, it is absolutely ok to put a 1.

For characters coded children will only be written platonically (Ex. Qiqi, Diona)- this doesn't include the teens (Ex. Razor, Xiangling)

I've like barely touched Sumeru lore surprisingly and haven't watched gameplay of the main quests so- I need to catch up really badly. That being said, any Sumeru characters I will research heavily before I dare write for them.

Put either romantic or platonic on your requests please- otherwise I will hold myself back on the romantic and barely write anything remotely romantic- (my main has caused me a lot of weird habits help-)

This isn't the biggest thing- but if you want to specify fic, headcanons, blurb, please do so!

Extra:

If you want to talk to a random writer then go ahead- I'm an avid chatterbox!

Brainrot is brainrot. Give me or I will choke it out of you /j

I love mutuals- so if you wanna be a mutual sure- please do interact with me a few times before tho just so we aren't complete strangers-

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

hello again! it is i, the anon from not quite but nearly exactly a week ago, back again with even more lengthy stuff, if i may be so bold. although at this point i feel almost like it's a full letter, just anonymous and forcefully shoved into a mailbox from seemingly nowhere 💦

aside from me rereading cyanide narwhal the equivalent of maybe three or four times fully in the past week, dear author, your good writing convinced me to fully read one of your other zhongchi fics instead of doing art in my free time, like i wanted to. (there's not been a good uninterrupted free time for it yet, though. i still really want to. however first i'd like my mind to calm down and settle on a few specific ideas instead of looking at the Entire Fic and going "let's draw it" because that,,, in no way is that a starting point, brain,,,,) anyway,

i am not entirely sure where i was going with that train of thought but i must add that, unsurprisingly, your writing certainly did not disappoint. if i may put it this way: i find your writing to be very refreshing and tasty. as long as that doesn't sound weird...? also... i am not really much for shipping, not that i have anything against it; but it really does take some good writing for me to enjoy it, since i don't tend to think about it much myself, so there is also that. (needless to say, i did indeed enjoy it.)

anyway, back to the topic of cyanide narwhal, i do have to ask... what is ajax wearing in his various dreams? considering that they can occur in a few different places, and, well. i assume his outfits would also vary accordingly, at least to some extent. the abyss, the fatui, his parents' house, or some form of liyue- there's quite a significant difference between all of those, so unless the environment doesn't at all affect him in his dreams, i assume his outfit(s) would vary accordingly, to be at least somewhat suitable, if not be copied from the memories themselves (when the dreams are memories, which i get the impression of being a frequent occurrence? *smacks the bad somehow-not-nightmares-but-still-bad-dreams with a stick*). i don't know what to think or which to think is more likely? but i just have to know,, actually i'm curious about how often his outfit varies just in general, too, because that is something i am somewhat uncertain about, but i wanted to carefully search for mentions or at least hints of that before asking about it, and i haven't yet. for why must so many different details be so important to know confidently if i only have a simple wish to draw 😔

also my pov as someone who is something of a perfectionist because i loathe making mistakes on something i care for (read as: literally anything i put effort into, but especially things i very much care for, which includes anything hyperfixation related, and- yeah, you get the idea): *holds head in hands staring at/trying to imagine ajax's heist outfit in the few drawings/descriptions i can find* what does it look like from behind. is it still very similar to a fatui agent's. what extra details or differing details or embellishments. where is it the same. what is different. i can already see some small elements of his normal outfit in game, mostly very clear elements from the delusion phase outfit, and of course a large resemblance in the style to the fatui agent's outfit. i can't get a full full front view either but rear view is the one i have even less of an idea of. side?? side view?? his outfits in general just have so many details that being unable to know fully what specific mix of them is working together is- *pained noises, strongly overthinking every aspect imaginable*

(that isn't meant as a complaint of any sort, i'd manage even if i can't get more references. but for a person who usually struggles to even bother to use references, and that just sounds bad and lazy, because it probably is, but anyway, this is a weird feeling, to search for them so hard with difficulty :'D)

my dear we stand on the exact same boat (on the topic of perfectionism and obsessing over details) and so i both salute you and present you with a probably too overly-complicated answer that i hope will help you;

putting it under the cut to spare everyone's dash;;

Ajax' clothes in his dreams

you are correct in that, generally, if the dream is a memory then yes, he wears an approximation of what he was wearing in that memory, or straight-up the same outfit. if the getup in the memory is intact, like a memory of a normal day at the fatui, then he has the same outfit. but if the getup isn't intact, like- idk, a memory of a dangerous mission where his uniform got kinda torn, then he has an intact verison of the outfit instead. but if it is a memory too distant that the attire of back then wouldn't fit (ie. like a memory from the abyss) then he's wearing whatever he had on upon falling asleep.

so, as an example, in the dream he has of when he got kicked out of his parents' house (when they make snowmen with xiao), he would be wearing his sleeping clothes. this because, in the memory of the dream, ajax was 14 and therefore the clothes he'd had on back then would no longer fit his adult body.

if it is a dream that calls back to no memory in particular, then- whatever goes. i'd say most of the time he'd be wearing whatever he had on upon falling asleep, but some dreams are amalgamations of indistinct memories, and so he could be wearing any other outfit. like a randomizer if given options from his wardrobe.

(while we're on that topic, xiao's clothes in the dreams he enters are generally a variation/something similar to his everyday clothes, as oposed to whatever he fell asleep in. this is because xiao has a degree of control over the dreamscape (though minimal at this stage), and can thus alter how he presents himself – like when he first appeared to ajax as a sort of anemo shade/ghost)

2. do Ajax' outfits vary

yes. but also. i'm- rather embarrassed to admit it, even if i know it's fanfic and therefore not beholden to the level of perfection over minute details that a proper published book ought to be (what with most fanfic posting as it gets written, with little chance to go back and correct mistakes (i know you can, but i feel like i'm cheating everytime i have to do it even though it should be well within my right as the author;;)); but i, uh, may have completely forgotten about ajax' clothes.

so like. he arrives with his heist uniform (i'll get into that one in a bit for your other question dw <3), that i do remember. then he borrows clothes from morax a handful of times. but then guizhong takes him to a tailors? and like- gets him clothes? but for the life of me i cannot remember if i ever got around to writing them actually picking up or making use of those new clothes. like straight-up, i have no idea. it has just left my brain. like i know i could go back and try to find it but honestly? i feel like that's just not as important for the purposes of the story, even if it will forever grate on my consciousness. so, so they get clothes at the tailors, but i do remember it being like- we'll come pick those up once they're done, so ajax carries on using his heist uniform and morax' clothes in alternation. if i remembered to have them pick up the clothes, then he would've worn those only once or twice (i think??) before the whole snezhnaya trip and subsequent celestia spy mission happened. which. has seen him donning nothing but the heist uniform, so. for the past chapters, that's all he's been wearing. he has occasionally worn his hesit uniform but without the intricate coat, which is the same outfit he has in his brithday artwork but like- with black pants.

i apologize about the whole tailor's clothes situation but believe you me i'm more annoyed by it than any of you probably are (i doubt many of you care all that much about such an inconsequential little detail lmao)

3. heist uniform

it is indeed just a fatui pyro agent's attire from the game- but like, only the coat. i'm working under the assumption that our modern fatui don't wear that sort of stuff, even if their uniforms are indeed not as dull as any ordinary soldier's. so like- by comparison, a pyro agent's uniform (from the game - our game, not theirs) would look intricate and ornate. i know ajax has a ceremonial getup, the one from the lasso trailer, but 1) that got revealed as i was already several chapters into the story and 2) i assume that's like- for very formal events, not heists. so,

it's a pyro fatui agent's coat, but the red accents are all shades of black and grey. the back looks exactly the same as the in-game model does, i think. the only major difference that i can think of is that he doesn't wear the hood, and that he has his red scarf on. so like- take tartaglia's model and take the scarf portion apart (front and back), and put it on a pyro agent. that's it.

the clothes under the coat are his delusion design from the bossfight, only the vision at the belt remains the same hydro from his playable model.

so uh- i hope that was helpful? thank you so very much for venturing into another fic of mine, i hope you liked it as well <3

[delusion-of-negation]

so I am watching a video debunking someone who was calling it delusional to hold the opposite opinion to them on this topic, the responding person brought up how the word doesn't apply here, wasn't defined by the original person, and is irresponsible to use.

I don't disagree - calling religion or lack thereof (the original clip actually was a guy calling atheism a delusion) is wrong, that's an irresponsible use because those things are cultural. but the guy brought up the dsm criteria about beliefs resisting evidence and coincidentally my reply on a post about that got some nice tags around the same time, and I wanted to repeat the points again:

delusions resist evidence. you should not try to "reality check" or badger a delusional person unless they have asked you to do so, because you're more likely to make the delusion worse and it's a violation of their boundaries if they haven't asked you to do that.

by definition, by the way:

"unquestioningly", "even when evidence suggests the contrary", "overwhelms other elements of [their] psyche", etc. and notice 6 there, you're going to emotionally harm people and put them in defence mode, where they'll reinforce the belief, at best. you're probably going to cause an argument, as I detailed in the post I mentioned a minute ago (linked below). you can't magic it away.

as the very nice tags I mentioned say, it's as real as gravity to us. you're walking over and going "gravity isn't real, look at birds, it's clearly not pulling them down" and we go "well, they use the air resistance and stuff to-" and you go "yeah sure 'air resistance' :)" obviously we get frustrated. the disorders make this thing seem completely fundamentally true, and so when you argue it will do everything in its power to explain away anything you present. it's simply how they typically work (again, people vary, each episode potentially varies from the last, etc). and as that wiki notes a bit below that, it doesn't mean reasoning is inhibited in any other circumstance or topic, it's not that somebody is "just stupid" ffs. (btw screens are from the wiki for delusional disorder specifically, disorders and individuals will vary a little, fucking obviously. I'm diagnosed with different disorders myself, shit's complicated, however your one friend who does like being corrected isn't the typical presentation and doesn't refute the medical consensus.)

if you're reading this going "well what should I do???" the post I commented on (that I mentioned earlier) goes over it in general, basically the whole "don't add to beliefs but don't argue, just be neutral and loving to people, and talk to them about what they actually want you to do, before and during" it's that simple. talk.

as an aside, cultural beliefs can't be diagnosed as delusions, it's reasonable to believe what you're raised to believe. it's also very irresponsible to decide other people are delusional for them, as insults/attempted insults, or seriously, unless you're the medical professional specifically working with them to diagnose them. it doesn't matter how weird you find them, it's just not responsible.

as I've said a million times, you just want to own delusional folks with facts and logic, if you insist on "reality checking" when you don't have prior consent to do that, because if you wanted to be helpful and supportive you would realise that when a symptom literally means "this will not respond to counter-evidence" and a symptom of it is often "gets especially upset around this" you're probably not going to help by starting a fucking debate about it. especially when you also say "don't encourage it" because you'll understand that enthusiastic "how do they hide the cameras?" questions will give it opportunity to build, but you don't see how sarcasically saying that in an emotionally tense argument is far greater opportunity for the delusion to build upon itself. my guy.

edit: and if you're going "well don't therapists treat it by-" firstly, depends on the therapy and situation and relationship there, but more importantly, secondly, you're not their therapist. my dude.

[tm1o-a]

☀ What's your rp pet peeve? ❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?

give me the tea honey

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

okay, i will admit that i'm not even that sure this is a pet peeve? i'm not. entirely sure i have a pet peeve to begin with sjfjgk, i'm usually very understanding and hold judging regardless ( i mean, i'm the first one who makes mistakes many times, so i really don't feel like putting myself on a pedestal and getting mad at others easily ), but. but. it might come from my problems with the topic, but i get very... i guess nervous? if another roleplayer does an assumption about the sexual tastes of my muse(s), especially if in character. it's not common, it happened to me like twice in my life, maybe, but i really don't like to read a turn where the other muse acts or says something suggestive assuming my characters will like it, or does a commentary in the same way, especially if it's followed by comments like "like everybody does", "like everybody likes"... things like those. once again, it might be because of my problems with the topic, or the fact that i'm asexual and it... kind of feels like i'm being a bit erased, when i read sentences like "this is how everybody does this / likes this". i'm also fully aware that i might just take it worse than i should, but i'm still exploring and nervous about my asexuality, so these kind of things hit me in the wrong spots, probably. :') also let me add that it's just about the suggestive topic, because i usually have no problems at all with characters making assumption! we all do, in a way or another, and it's fun when a character thinks something about another that might be wrong! especially if it brings to one of my favourite tropes, the sweet sweet ✨ underestimating ✨ ( right, handsome jack? <3 ), it's just nice! but when it's about suggestive i just get a bit eeehh,, i guess it's something that makes me uncomfortable more than anything?

❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?

OKKE OKKE take the popcorns, because i'm not... sure it qualifies as me losing my chill, but it's one of those times i didn't just asked sorry and didn't take the blame ( and others said i was right so! power to me! <3 ). it's not a new story, so you might have heard it before, but regardless! i was playing in a play-by-chat and was enjoying my time there so much, with an oc that was a bijoux, one of the races the site gave - basically, a human who could turn into a cat, and i adored the race mostly because all us bijoux were not an organization, but a family, and it felt so so good. </3 it was amazing, i miss those days. but! in this site there were also vampires ( which, fun fact about me for anyone who doesn't know, i hate vampires. unless you give me a good interpretation like in dresden files, or make them 100% monsters like in bloodborne, i see a vampire and go EUGH ), which of course were the most popular race, and between them there was this one character that i ended up playing with. it wasn't bad, i might not like vampire but i'm not avoiding them, i always enjoy a good thread regardless of vampires, but at some point the vampire uses an ability on my character that allows him to control the direction of my character's thoughts for 24 hours. mind you, the direction of their thoughts. not their thoughts, even less their actions, just the general direction they can go. basically, if the vampire wanted my character to feel antipathy for someone else, he could, but he couldn't order him to straight up hate or kill the other. being a play-by-chat, the 24 hours were actual 24 hours and the thread is "in real time", meaning you would stay on chat and play in rapid turns until the end. if i have a play-by-chat thread now, it actually happens today at this hour, basically. but at some point the player tells me that they can't continue the thread because they have a commitment, to which i reply no problem! it was also usual to pause a thread and finish it as soon as possible in the next days in case it was needed, so we decide to play the next day, but i tell him i was booked for another thread as well for the next day. he says no problem, alright, bye! the next day, well. i was playing with my bijoux family, because i was booked up for it with them, as i said, and it was for the afternoon while the guy was free only in the evening. we're playing and having a good time, when the vampire's player suddenly comes in my dms and starts accusing me, yeah, accusing me! of ignoring our thread and deciding by myself, because he had plans for the ability and now i was ruining everything with this new thread!! how dared i!! his master plan was gone now!!! that was a time when i would beg sorry and hide at the first misunderstanding due to bad experiences, but this was... probably it was so sudden? that i just replied him that no, that's not true. you said you were okay with me having another thread before the end of ours, and in the current thread i was being very careful of not touching any point we were discussing in the paused one, to not ruin any idea that he was having. once again, he couldn't control my character, just the direction of his thoughts, and he was very specific about what he was asking him ( which i can't remember at the moment, but it had nothing to do with his family! ). moral of the story, he literally said "you're wrong, i'm right, good-fucking-bye i'm not roleplaying with you ever again", and when i talked about this with the player that was the ooc head of the bijoux she laughed and said "no yeah, he does it all the time, you did good. he's isolating himself in the community because of the way he acts.", and i felt validated sjfkfglh like, seriously, we were there to have fun. i wasn't going to be left feeling guilty because another person thought he was the king of the world.

𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚. / @infernalpursuit

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Hey I’ll be brief and honestly, you probably will ignore this anyways. Don’t take this as antisemitism, but anti-Zionism, which aren’t the same (though I understand Zionist is often a Nazi dog whistle, this is not the case here).

While I understand you care a lot about Israel and Oct 7th, you seem to ignore the suffering of Palestine. Were there nothing you could do right now, I wouldn’t be bothering you, but you’re indirectly supporting genocide. You can very clearly not support Hamas while being against a genocide. Please learn more and grow as a person, feel free to check out the Gaza healthcare letters that you can send to your government (assuming you’re somewhere that is applicable). If you yourself are a citizen of Israel, there’s even more you can do!

Hostages will not be saved without a ceasefire, nobody will be safe without a ceasefire. This either ends with the complete genocide of Palestine or a ceasefire, so unless you’re going to be honest and accept your intent to murder or displace every Palestinian I wouldn’t be so stiff about Israel’s current actions. The genocide won’t end if the hostages were returned.

Again, Hamas still bad, but also, they exist because of Israel doing the whole genocide thing for longer than either of us have been alive. Terrorists are a natural response to an apartheid state when no other options have been success (request for outside help, civil unrest, civil disobedience, etc). Please grow and change as a person, or don’t. I’m not your boss I guess.

Okay, there's a lot to unpack here and I don't have the knowledge or resources to address a lot of it. First, I really wish you'd had the courage to not say this on anon because I have no idea if you're someone who actually reads my blog or if this is being sent en masse to random blogs that say anything vaguely pro-Israel / anti-Hamas. I'm going to try to answer this under the assumption of good faith, but the fact that this got sent on October 7th immediately after I reblogged two posts specifically calling out people celebrating the intentional mass murder of civilians is awfully suspicious timing.

Don’t take this as antisemitism, but anti-Zionism, which aren’t the same (though I understand Zionist is often a Nazi dog whistle, this is not the case here).

Disclaimer: I am not Jewish and I am really not the right person to try to explain this topic, but the gist of it to the best of my knowledge is: "anti-Zionism" covers a wide range of ideologies ranging from "Israel should be dissolved and the vast majority of Jews living there killed or expelled" to "There should be an independent Palestinian state."

The first statement is extremely obviously antisemitic and if you can't understand why advocating for genocide or ethnic cleansing of Jews from the Levant is antisemitic there's no hope for you. The second statement is innocuous enough and I agree with it. The problem is that many/most people who self-identify as Zionists would probably agree with it as well, and by continuing to use the label "Anti-Zionism" for that position you are refusing to listen to the numerous Jewish voices telling you that Zionism also encompasses a wide range of ideologies and asking you to stop misusing the term and stop marching under the same banner as people who want Statement 1. That is still antisemitic.

Were there nothing you could do right now, I wouldn’t be bothering you, but you’re indirectly supporting genocide. You can very clearly not support Hamas while being against a genocide. Please learn more and grow as a person, feel free to check out the Gaza healthcare letters that you can send to your government (assuming you’re somewhere that is applicable). If you yourself are a citizen of Israel, there’s even more you can do!

Hostages will not be saved without a ceasefire, nobody will be safe without a ceasefire. This either ends with the complete genocide of Palestine or a ceasefire, so unless you’re going to be honest and accept your intent to murder or displace every Palestinian I wouldn’t be so stiff about Israel’s current actions. The genocide won’t end if the hostages were returned.

I have said very little about Israel's current actions because I do not have the necessary education in international relations and geopolitics to have an informed opinion on the specifics of how the Israeli government has conducted itself in this war. Neither does most of this site's userbase I'm pretty sure. The vast majority of what I've said or reblogged on this topic has been to the effect of:

Stop committing hate crimes.

Stop harassing random Jews or Jewish organizations online or in person.

Stop advocating for genocide of Israeli Jews or cheerleading for organizations such as Hamas, Hezbollah, or the Houthis, that openly have this as their stated goal.

None of that should even be controversial. If you think me signal boosting posts denouncing shit like firebombing synagogues or sending death threats to Jewish Tumblr users is "indirectly supporting genocide," or "intent to murder or displace every Palestinian," that's a you problem. Do not fucking put words in my mouth. I am not supporting genocide, I am supporting basic human decency and opposing the horrific levels of bloodthirsty racism I have seen over the last year from people I thought were my political allies.

If you want an official statement on this war from a 400 follower Tumblr blog that badly, here:

I support a 2+ State Solution. I think one or more independent Palestinian states are the only viable long term way of ending this conflict. I oppose the settlements in the West Bank and believe they are an obstacle to lasting peace. I want a ceasefire and the release of all hostages still in Hamas's captivity.

My opinion on this also means fuck all because I as a US citizen have zero power to declare a ceasefire in a war between two countries that are not part of the US. The US Government's power to do so without escalating the conflict and making the situation even worse for everyone involved is also very limited. There's not going to be a ceasefire until both sides agree on its terms, and there won't be a lasting ceasefire until both sides actually abide by them and cease firing. My observation is that right now, the Israeli government doesn't trust Hamas to actually follow a ceasefire because Hamas keeps breaking them, and it doesn't trust the UN and the international community in general to enforce a ceasefire against Hamas and not automatically blame Israel for retaliating the next time Hamas breaks it, because that's what happened last year. I have no idea how to fix that without making things worse for everyone involved, but the US or other Western countries trying to strongarm either side into an agreement isn't going to work. I hope that Biden and Harris's efforts to mediate ceasefire negotiations succeed soon, but they don't have a magic "End the war" button on their desks.