#i'm too tired to expand on the topic BUT

[joanna-lannister]

oh, so you would call Jaime a morally grey character, but not Cersei? wonder where the difference of treatment between the twins lies, hmm?

[krisdreaming]

Baby Fever

Pairing: Miya Atsumu x f!reader

WC: 1.2k

Summary: Osamu and his wife just had a baby. Now Atsumu sees them everywhere.

A/N: This kind of took a very different direction than I was originally planning and tbh, I kinda hate it now, but I spent over two hours writing it, so I'm gonna roll with it anyway. Maybe when I re-read it in the morning, I'll hate it less 😅

There's a term for it. Atsumu isn't sure what it is, but he knows that as soon as you're exposed to something new, you start noticing it around you more and more. That must be why, ever since Osamu's son was born, he's been seeing babies everywhere. They're at the grocery store. They're at the park. Suddenly, half of his teammates have been expanding their families like it's some kind of competition.

Suffice to say, Atsumu has seen more than his share of babies over the past few weeks. Sure, they're cute, or whatever. When a baby smiles at you, you can't help but smile back. When they grab onto your finger, you let them hold it for as long as they want. When they engage you in a staring contest across the grocery store aisle, you only put up a little bit of a fight before giving them the satisfaction of winning, flashing a sheepish smile at their mom or dad as you turn the corner.

The sight of the little monsters has started to trigger a strange twinge in Atsumu's middle, which he chalks up to the fact that he's an uncle now. There's a brand new member of his family, and he's really happy for Osamu and his wife. Seeing the babies everywhere reminds him of that. That's all it is.

See, the two of you had talked about this. You aren't ready for kids right now. He's in the prime of his volleyball career, and you love your job. You're both happy as just the two of you, spending your free time together doing the things you enjoy and getting a full eight hours of sleep each night. Having a baby would change everything. Your last discussion on the topic, right after Osamu and his wife had shared their pregnancy with the two of you, had ended on that exact note. He's pretty confident that's still how you feel. He's relatively confident that's still how he feels, too.

Of course, the longer it goes on, the harder it is to explain away. He watches Osamu doting on his son, snuggling him close and kissing his cheeks and smiling bigger than Atsumu's ever seen before. He knows his brother is tired, but he doesn't seem to care. He watches the way he looks at his wife, and the way both of them look at their son, and it softens something inside him. He sees you cradling your nephew close, cooing down at him with a soft smile, and his heart turns over in his chest.

Finally, one day, he comes to Osamu with a question.

"What's it like?" Osamu is wiping down the counter at Onigiri Miya, clearly trying to disguise his surprise and mild consternation at seeing his brother show up out of the blue, five minutes before closing time.

"What's what like?" He grunts, scrubbing at a ground-in glob of rice.

"Y'know," Atsumu gestures vaguely, "Being a dad."

"Ah," Osamu hums, grasping that quickly what this is all about. "It's incredible. I mean, don't get me wrong," He chuckles, "It ain't easy. It's way worse than whatever ya try to imagine based off a' everybody's helpful advice," He lifts his hands in air quotes. "But somehow, it's also worth it, in a way ya never could've imagined it would be. The way ya feel every time ya look at 'em - ya can't even put it into words."

Atsumu isn't sure how he's supposed to respond to that, so he just nods. Osamu smiles, looking him up and down with a too-critical eye. "Any special reason yer asking?"

"No," Atsumu says with a quick shake of his head, "Just curious, 's all."

Osamu nods, not saying another word, but the smirk on his face is more than enough to make Atsumu want to knock it clean off. Osamu's answer is exactly what he'd been afraid of.

It comes to a head one sunny Saturday afternoon when the two of you meet up with Osamu and his wife and son to visit a festival. The afternoon is starting to wind down when Osamu unceremoniously dumps the baby into Atsumu's arms. "Hey, mind watching him while we go to the bathroom quick?"

"Ah, sure," Atsumu says to his brother's already-retreating back. You poke at the baby's irresistibly pudgy cheeks, giggling along with him when your attentions illicit a bout of laughter.

"Oh my, what a sweetheart!" The elderly woman seems to appear out of nowhere, something Osamu is constantly describing but which Atsumu hasn't experienced until this moment. "Such a happy baby," She grins. "How old is he?" She looks expectantly at you, and after you gather your wits, you answer her.

The woman nods knowingly, as if she'd predicted as much. "Are you having a fun day with Mommy and Daddy?" She asks next in a goofy voice, completely oblivious to the way Atsumu chokes on the breath he'd just been inhaling and you shoot him a wide-eyed glance.

"Ah, well, actually-" You stammer out, at the same time Atsumu blurts, "We're not his parents."

"I see," She says good-naturedly, "Well even so, he looks very happy with you." With that, she goes on her merry way, and you and Atsumu share a bewildered look. Osamu and his wife return from the bathroom, and neither of you mentions the awkward encounter. It doesn't come up until later that evening, when the two of you are lying in bed.

"That was really somethin' today, huh?" Atsumu asks, trying to ignore the fact that his stomach is suddenly in knots.

"The old lady?" You chuckle weakly. "Yeah, 'Samu's right, they really don't have any shame, do they?"

"Yeah," Atsumu says, then takes a deep breath. "Do ya think, maybe, it's time to have that conversation again?"

You're silent for a few moments, and he can't quite place the emotions that cross your face. He doesn't have to explain which conversation he means.

"Maybe," You finally agree in a low voice. "Are you saying that your decision might be different this time?" It could be his imagination, but Atsumu almost thinks that you look hopeful.

"Maybe," He says carefully. "Would yours?"

"Maybe," You echo him, but there's a smile playing at the corners of your mouth.

"There would be a lot of changes," He says softly, fingertips tracing aimless shapes up and down your arm.

"Maybe we're ready for those changes," You murmur back, catching his hand in yours and letting him twine your fingers together.

He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it. "As long as I've got you, I think I might be."

"Me too," You say, leaning in slightly to nudge the tip of your nose against his. When he kisses you, he hopes the pressure of his lips can convey even the things he can't put into words. He can't imagine living this life with anyone else.

[lycheedr3ams]

Uhm.

(I feel like an addict crawling to you to get her fix)

I was just wondering 👉👈 if you could, uh, sometime when you want, IF you want, tell us how would emotionally unavailable König react to our poor sniper babe asking if they could do it without a condom? Or if she asks if they could kiss...? (I'm melting)

Perhaps she's at a breaking point or something, just wants to feel him even if just this once? What would happen...?

I love those drabbles you did so, so much. They have a special place in my heart and I cherish them so, whoo I can't even explain. Much love to you 🩷🩷🩷 and please feel free to just ignore this ask if it's not your cup of tea!

i love this ask! it challenges me and i love it. i also love this plotline i've made and i want to expand on it

this is going to be a mini-series, so i'm gonna make a proper title and masterlist soon

TW: NSFW, smut, mentions of self-hate, just sad overall, angst, maybe some comfort at the end?

part 3 of Relapse

you'd lost count of how many times you and könig gave yourselves to each other. it didn't matter that he always guarded the sweetest parts of himself from you, hiding his lips behind that hood and his cock within the condom. he gave you as much of himself as he was able, and you thought you'd never find the courage to ask for more. how could you ask more from the man who already gave you so much?

despite könig's best attempts at a detached façade when everything he was laid bare before you, you knew that he willingly gave you the parts of himself that he had never given to anyone else before, parts of himself that he didn't know he even had. he was a balm that protected you from yourself. but just like every topical substance, it wore away. and könig's balm was exactly that: topical. it never reached very deep - it wasn't in its nature to. and neither was its nature to last very long, or ever be enough. it was meant to heal only a little at a time, sadistically leaving some wounds unhealed so that you had no choice but to need more.

you tried your best to not look disappointed every time könig clumsily opened the shiny condom wrapper and slid it down his aching length. but you never missed the way his large, calloused fingers shook each time he tore the package open, or the way he'd fling the wrapper somewhere in the room with a frustrated grunt. you were grateful for könig and what he gave you, but the plastic shape of his cock was not enough: you needed more, and you hated yourself for it. you wanted what könig already gave you to be enough.

some nights, on the nights when you just needed his comfort more than anything, you couldn't help the quiet sigh that escaped your lungs as you watched him reach for the condom box. you'd watch könig slide the thin plastic down his smooth cock with contempt masked as sadness, not able to look him in the eye as he created a barrier between you and the part of himself that you needed the most. but still, you welcomed him into you each and every time. how could you ever refuse him, anyway? how could you refuse the only man who looked at you as more than a pretty face, a man who saw more of you than you had ever showed to anyone, even yourself?

there were some nights when könig almost seemed... reluctant to put on the condom. some nights when he just stared at the crinkling wrapper under his fingers, listening to the sound of it without actually tearing it. you always watched in wonder as he listened to the sound of the barrier that separated you two, but you could never tell if he was just lost in his own thoughts for a moment or contemplating not using the thing at all. you didn't think it could be the latter, since he always wore the damn condom every time.

but one night happened when you just couldn't take it anymore; you were just too needy to feel guilty about it. you were tired of the surface-level balm he gave to you abundantly. you wanted the medicine that would penetrate your skin and seep into your bloodstream, the medicine that would reach deeply and be felt within every nerve of your body. as he reached over your head for the box like he always did, you somehow managed to get the words out.

"please. no condom. not tonight." you wished your words had come out more eloquently, more convincingly, but your tongue felt dry in your throat and your voice like it had been sealed away. könig's arm froze in midair above you as you spoke, until he lowered it by his side and stared at you for much longer than you were comfortable with. you were already naked with your legs spread, and his gaze was intense enough as it was. you looked away shamefully as he seemed to dissociate, your skin tingling everywhere his eyes wandered. but his eyes weren't wandering with a purpose; he seemed to be searching your body, trying to find something. but his head stayed still, and you wondered if he could even see you at all. perhaps he was searching instead within himself. maybe könig didn't have the medicine you needed after all.

"just this once," he finally muttered. your eyes opened wide and your lips parted. had you heard him right?

"did...did i just hear you right?" you asked softly. konig then wordlessly slid the underside of his cock on your soaked entrance, coating himself with you. your face burned hot when you finally, finally felt the skin of his manhood against you. you were already shaking and panting, and he wasn't even inside of you yet. he watched you with wonder and lust as he felt the sensation of your wet, slick folds. then, without any warning, könig eased himself into you in one easy, gentle thrust.

every time könig entered you for the first time each night you had sex, it always felt like heaven had been brought down just for you. but this time, when there was no plastic barrier between the most intimate parts of yourselves, it was so much deeper than unbridled ecstasy; it felt like coming back home after being away for so long that you forgot what it felt like to feel safe. you and könig each had your eyes screwed shut and were trembling, your arms and legs wrapped around him tightly. you finally felt his warmth, his smooth hard skin, the ghost of a pulse that fluttered against your walls. and könig finally allowed himself to indulge in the wet, protective warmth of your womb. was it some Freudian concept that made him feel so welcome within your womanhood, his unconscious mind being reminded of where he had come from? or was it that you were just so warm and wet and perfectly wrapped around his cock like you were made for him?

könig shuddered and finally opened his eyes to look down at you. you were panting with your brows furrowed and eyes shut. suddenly, könig set a pace, but it wasn't punishing and animalistic like it usually was. tonight, he slowly - almost too slowly - dragged each and every inch of his cock through your walls, watching as they dragged along his cock as he pulled out and constricted once he went in. you moaned deeply, as if you were breathing for the first time. you had never been so wet for him before, you were literally dripping down his balls and onto the sheets. he gently applied pressure to your lower stomach as he leaned back and watched as he fluidly rolled his hips and sunk his cock in and out, in and out of your heat. his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and you were now silent (except for the occasional gasp) as you traveled somewhere far away that only könig could take you.

könig's pace eventually increased, wanting to near his own end, but he lasted longer than he ever had before. sometimes, he nearly completely stopped and just watched, transfixed, as you begged for him to move. he seemed to be curious about the way you begged, almost like the way an astronomer looks wistfully up at the night sky to understand the stars. but his gaze wasn't cold and analytical like he was collecting data, it was more the gaze of one who sought to completely and wholly understand something far beyond their grasp, far beyond the reaches of their mind and body.

as könig slowly worked up the pace, his large thumb rubbed circles onto your swollen clit painfully slowly. but he was only working you up, edging you until you were both ready to come at the same time. and when you both did, it was unlike anything you had ever felt before. lost in the heat of this mutual explosive orgasm, neither of you realized that könig had come inside you while he was fully sheathed.

you both panted and slowly came back to reality, and you looked at könig, a little confused, as he stared down at where you two were connected. you sat up on your elbows and saw a thin white ring around his cock, and your eyes widened. you couldn't find any words to say, and you looked up at him, a little panicked. you were fine with it, but you knew - at least, you thought you knew - that he wasn't. but könig didn't say a word as he pulled out of your wet heat with a hiss, and gently cleaned you up like he always did.

neither of you mentioned what happened as you both clumsily got dressed, and you pretended not to notice some of the semen he missed dripping down your leg that was absorbed by your pants. you almost wondered if that had even happened with the way that not a single word was said afterwards, but the white stain on your pants was proof that you weren't dreaming.

you smiled softly at könig like you always did after he gave himself to you, and quietly shut his door as you left, filled with his medicine that finally treated some of your wounds that he always left open.

[a-d-nox]

my experience, given my 9h, one year post uni graduation

so as many people know who have been here for awhile my 9h... its a bit much...

for a long time, i have seen people say that pluto and/or chiron in the 9h would mean that you would drop out of college or what have you.

i am living proof that its not always the case.

my experience was the chiron placement giving me anxiety - i hated that i wasn't as great as i had expected i would be. i hated being a psych major (i feel like i have a decent ability to listen and advise others, but it just didn't feel right after 3 years in the major). my department then was shaky because the psychobio/pharm side was questionable at best; maybe one or two people would pass the tests the rest would fail and then it would be curved. the teaching style didn't work and their were no other professors or tutors available to help (WHICH IS INSANE). so i was feeling hopeless and anxious... and depressed... i couldn't see myself passing a test at the end of the term let alone going on to help others if i couldn't understand (which i connected with grades - it didn't matter how many mind maps i made on a topic) the material.

we can skip the dark crap that i went through during that time too because we have already talked about it-

so i healed myself (chiron can be wounded, but he was healer first foremost) by changing my major (pluto is the change).

yay english major - the venus there is really "a doing (learning) what i love" signifier in my opinion.

all this conjuncts my mc, so yes - i got my degree, awards, and lots of people knew what i went through by the end of it because i wrote about it in the school newspaper.

BUT ON TO THE REAL REASON I AM WRITING THIS.

what happened when i stopped being in a learning environment?

it's been a year. to be honest, the 9h chiron feeling is crawling back in. i am sure everyone notices that my posts are more sporadic and just less in general. i am mentally exhausted - i work an 8-5p corporate office job (not in my field). it's hard to not feel uninspired by the end of my day. i feel like i am becoming stunted.

my brain was a sword and without school and constant/consistent learning (especially in areas i am interested in), i feel my sword is without a whetstone.

not to be a complainer (but yes to complain) corporate america squeezes out your motivation, your creativity, and your drive if you are there long enough and if you are in the wrong spot long enough. in my situation, i feel like i try to ask questions and make change and i get rejected? so more stunting.

i feel like people would disagree, but with a 9h like i have (or if you have any of these objects singularly), you have to keep learning. you have to be in the right environment that allows you to continue to expand your being. you have to read outside of work, get certification, take classes, maybe even get more degrees.

personally, i feel like i am not as intelligent as i was a year ago - i'm tired and uninspired. i am tried of fighting for something different where closed mindedness exists. i never felt more free then i was when i was in a classroom.

to wrap this up, it doesn't matter how scary the house looks (chiron, pluto, etc). it needs your attention. if anything, you need to nurture it more. just because you didn't have the best experiences in the area doesn't mean you should ignore it - your "wounds", the "darkest" areas in your life still need your care. wounds heal and without the darkness we wouldn't know the beauty of the light.

click here for the masterlist

want a personal reading? click here to check out my reading options and prices!

© a-d-nox 2024 all rights reserved

[royboyfanpage]

Hi, I love your page! What are your thoughts on Roy and Connor's relationship?

Hi! Thank you so much, I'm glad you like my posts :) and thank you sososo much for this ask, I love Roy and Connor's relationship and I'm glad I have an opportunity to talk about them. Sorry it's taken me all day to answer, but here you go :)

Short answer? That's his little brother.

Long answer?

I know that "fanon Batfam is canon Arrowfam" is tired and overused, but I really do think that, especially with Roy and Connor, there is some truth to it. While they haven't had too many interactions in canon, there's still a clear arc their relationship takes which I really like.

I don't like Chuck Dixon's Green Arrow run, obviously he's a shitty person but also his writing just isn't for me, but one of the few parts of it I did enjoy was Connor's first meeting with Roy in Green Arrow (1988) #97, prior to Ollie's death. It first establishes one of the most present themes in their relationship, which is the differences in relation to Ollie, and the contrasting experiences of being their father's sons. Roy's the son who grew up with Ollie, he knows him personally, the good and the bad, but his status as Ollie's son is still constantly in question, you can see it back in Longbow Hunters, Ollie calls Roy his son but still denies that that word has meaning ("Roy's a hell of a kid, but he's not mine. Not really.") Whereas Connor, there's never been any doubt that he's Ollie's son, he's his flesh and blood, but he never knew Ollie until he was already in adulthood. He knows Oliver Queen through magazines, but not personally. That's why when Ollie storms off after finding out he's Connor's dad Connor's shocked, but Roy isn't surprised when he hears that from Connor. He knows Ollie, and he knows how his fears of commitment would make him act. While this is only a minor theme of those specific issues where they first met, Roy helping Connor understand what it means to be Oliver Queen's son is one of my favourite parts of their later interaction.

After Ollie's death, there is some tension between Roy and Connor, particularly around Connor joining the JLA in Ollie's place and becoming the new Green Arrow, first mentioned in Teen Titans (1996) #12-

-which is later expanded on in Arsenal #2.

This is really the first time we see Roy and Connor have a heart to heart, and it shows Roy's inferiority complex. Due to tumblr photo limit I can't show more pages for this, but I think the one I chose is the most poignant because, at least in my eyes, it shows the insecurities both of them have in terms of their relation to Ollie, and how each of them address that. Roy's loud, he'll openly speak his mind and say what he feels, and that's why it's primarily about him (that and that it's his mini and Connor's a guest). Roy openly admits feeling inferior to Connor in his position as Ollie's son, even after Ollie's death. Connor, he's quieter about it, and gets spoken over by Roy before he can actually talk about his feelings (which is a pretty consistent problem Connor faces where people expect him to listen but not talk). But you can still see it in his body language, the shadow over his face looking downwards, and while he isn't allowed to finish his sentence you can still tell what he's about to say, that Roy's more of Ollie's son than he is. They both know that the other hasn't actually done anything, but they're not to blame for each feeling their own individual emotions.

They also address the topic of legacy in relation to Ollie in #3, and how there's this unspoken standard to live up to that neither of them ever really can. Roy's Ollie's mentee, his protege, he should be Ollie's legacy, and yet he's not Green Arrow, he's not in the JLA, and he's still coming in second place. Whereas Connor, he is Green Arrow, he's Ollie's legacy, he's in the JLA, but he's a better martial artist than archer.

I wish they'd gotten more opportunities to interact while Ollie was dead because there was SO much potential for them during that period, but alas.

And now, I get to talk about one of my top five comics ever: Boys' Night Out, Green Arrow (2001) #32. Yeah, sure, the whole issue only happened because Ollie wanted Connor out of the house, but it's also the first comic to really explore the brotherly relationship between them, particularly in terms of Roy being older. Roy takes Connor bookshopping despite his own boredom-

-And then takes him to a strip club, where they have another heart to heart.

This page specifically is so important to me, because it's one of the few instances where Connor's actually being heard. Particularly in the 2000s but also in the 90s, a lot of Connor's character was defined by him being the voice of reason, the one who'll talk people down and listen to their problems, which ignores the fact that he's actually a pretty young guy, usually younger than the people he's helping (I suck with ages, I'm pretty sure he was 18 when he was first introduced which, by rough estimate using the Lian Method, would make him around 20-22 in the 2000s). I'm not saying that diminishes his emotional intelligence, he's clearly very emotionally intelligent, but it is a lot of pressure to put on someone that young to constantly be the one holding his family together. That's why I think this whole issue is so important for Connor, it's his chance to actually just be, and Roy's the best person for that. Despite what some fanon and canon characterisations suggest, Roy is absolutely not emotionally immature. Hell, you could make a pretty solid argument that part of the reason he took Connor to a strip club in the first place was to bring up the issue of Connor's sexuality. While asexuality wasn't as popularised as a term back then as it is today, the idea of Connor being queer was very present during Green Arrow (2001), albeit often used as a punchline, and while they're there Connor even gets referred to as a "friend of Madonna" by one of the workers. And while in Roy's head Connor was either gay or just had a low libido at that time, his "you're you and Ollie loves you" speech could very easily be interpreted as acceptance of his sexuality, even before Connor himself had figured it out. It acknowledges that, while Connor's good at helping other people work through their own problems, he's still a young person struggling with his identity, not understanding why he's so different to those around him, even his father. And Roy picks up on that, and tells him that it doesn't matter who or what he is, that what matters most is he's Connor, and him being Connor is enough to warrant love and support.

But Roy also doesn't treat Connor any differently to how he'd treat anyone else. When Connor says something Roy disagrees with, he calls him out

And I think Roy's treatment of Connor as an equal is very important. He doesn't depend on him or treat him like he's this pinnacle of wisdom, but he also doesn't coddle him and treat him like a baby. He calls his ass out, when he needs to! Roy's still a very loud and outspoken person, and he's not gonna change that because he and Connor had a heart to heart. I feel like a big problem with a lot of characters who enter into a family dynamic is that sometimes their writers change who they are at their core in order to have them fit into a specific role in the nuclear family, and while yeah, Roy's absolutely playing the role of an older brother in this issue, he's still Roy Harper, which I think is crucial. And conversely, Connor also calls Roy out when he does something he doesn't like!

I'm running low on the photo limit so apologies for the quality of this collage, and I couldn't fit it in frame but for context Roy just knocked out a robber who Connor was trying to talk down. Connor explains to Roy his reasonings, and Roy apologises! I think this also highlights the differences in terms of their characters. They're both very protective of their families, but Roy tends to act first whereas Connor thinks things through. Roy saw Connor with a gun pointed at him and immediately took action, which contrasts Connor's reaction when Roy gets shot in Outsiders #6

Connor's more of a rational thinker in times of crisis, and he tends to try and think things through and avoid rash decisions, whereas Roy's very much an immediate responder if his family's at stake.

And then it ends with them actually acknowledging each other as brothers!

The ending of Boys' Night Out is so important to me, honestly, and it demonstrates one of the most important features of their relationship- trying to figure out what brotherhood means. There's not a big hug at the end, there doesn't need to be. Just an acknowledgement that they're in each others lives, that they're brothers, and it doesn't matter what that means. It's cool. I adore this issue so much, I had to make like half the post about it because it's so good and it's such a good example of why filler issues are needed. Sure, Williamson's run has it's sweet moments, but an issue like this where two characters just get to interact in a low stake scenario will always be so much more impactful than one hug in a big event.

So, yeah, I think my short answer sums it up pretty well. They're the brothers ever.

[elysiansparadise]

Hi! I also have a question, not astrology related.

How did you become such a good writer?

I'm looking for inspiration to put my thoughts into words. I'm socially awkward and introverted, so I'm not the best always at expressing myself.

Thanks.

I'd love to start by saying that I'm deeply touched that you consider me so good at writing, it is one of the compliments I am most happy to hear/read, so thank you very much. I prefer to share with you how I improved and felt confident about my writing.

🤎I wrote daily. I used to daydream about writing and not doing it actively, one day I got tired and preferred to get in front of the computer and write a bit. I made writing a habit, not just any habit, but my favorite. If I didn't feel well I would write about my own feelings, in addition to practicing writing I would vent.

🤎I worried about my surroundings. I made sure to turn off the television, put on my favorite music, wear comfortable clothes, have a comfort drink with me before getting back to writing.

🤎I made my passions the main theme of my writing. Astrology? I made notes in my notebook until I filled dozens of them. New crush? Hundreds of poems describing in a thousand different ways my feelings when looking at that person. Find out what topics you are passionate about so you can write about them.

🤎I practiced different styles. From the most technical, clean and to the point writing, to the most poetic and metaphorical that you can imagine. The trick is not to be afraid to experiment, let yourself be carried away by what you write.

🤎Reading is as important as writing. Reading can help you find out which styles you like and which you don't. I found that while I love romantic and poetic language, but when it's "too much" to such a degree that the main point vanishes, I lose interest. It also expands your vocabulary and helps you find new interests.

🤎I got rid of the idea of ​​writing for others before writing for me. Public opinion is a weight that you carry on your back that can harm your posture regarding writing all your life. Although listening to opinions is crucial to improve, you have to discern which to listen to and which to ignore. Care more about writing for you and topics you like before caring which topics other may rather.

🤎Music was my greatest company. And it still is. Random Playlist and my mind is in charge of creating interesting scenarios. Music helped me explore emotions that were foreign to me at that time.

🤎I hung out with people who were PASSIONATE about writing or watched videos of writers talking about their next novel. Passion is contagious, you know? There is nothing more empowering for our inner writer than seeing the sparkle in the eyes, the huge smile or the fire with which other people express themselves when they talk about writing. It just motivated me not to stop writing.

These are just a couple of things, I think it depends a lot on the person. I sincerely hope you find a method that allows you to put what you think into words, I'm sure that what you have to tell is interesting and valuable. All the best to you, love. 🤎

[your-thorn]

[On Kidapping and it's application]

{My speculation and opinion}

Trigger warning for everything.

More specifically for the yandere community.

Block, don't report. Have a good day.

Prologue

Kidnapping has been used as a form of horrible torture such as slavery, trafficking, marriages, and acts too sinful to list here. These acts are ancient and almost all cultures still participate in these.

Very few encounters with this end with a happily ever after, but it does happen.

Modern application usually involves a person having a deep infatuation with their target, still ancient as time, but now with nylon ropes, spyware, drugs, and more becoming widely available to regular people.

Sometimes a person is suffering and happens to be the object of infatuation, sometimes the suffering is the observer.

I was inspired by a different site I'm a member of that discussed fantasies like discussing politics, which is dry and almost inappropriate. We aren't vanilla. We crave darkness and what comes with it. I do, on the other hand, agree with the mods saying that separating fantasy from reality is a good thing, that's where the darkness comes in, doesn't it?

Let's go on to the application.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Chapter 1 : The mirror's perception

Kidnapping, if done wrong, can lead to permanent damage and ergo a damaged experience for the people involved. If mutual communication can be had, then this is recommended.

Often the one that performs the duty of stealing the person must prepare more (WAY more if the one stolen has disabilities) while the one who will be stolen remains unaware (or not depending on how you communicated with the your person).

The preparation for an act like this doesn't run on just adrenaline and it isn't like an in and out operation. Many weeks or months can be put into plans like this for just phase 1. Make sure you have a way to transport them. This is rookie stuff.

!->Kidnapping in the Mangas or shows isn't perfect, it has holes and you will pay the consequences for a leaky plan<-!

Even if you're in love with that person, you must be aware that many people's brains aren't prepared for such a thing even if communication is had.

It is best to prepare aftercare before hand so you can let their brains rest and become accustomed to their new environment without major trauma done to their psyche.

Aftercare includes ointments, lotions, reassurance, ice and warm rags for bruises, rest, baths, and for us weird folk this would include additional items like clean clothes, a warm place to rest, entertainment (puzzles, tv, maybe art supplies [no sharp things], and perhaps plushes if desired, and food/water.

!->It takes just as much energy for them as it does for you, don't belittle them for being tired<-!

You must also know the order in which to apply your ointments and lotions. Google is your best friend on this and for knotwork, make sure to use silk rope or make sure a clothe is between their skin and the other kind of rope.

!->A large amount of people are allergic to nylon/rayon/spandex/latex/cotton/etc be mindful of what you use, it could cause a shock. Benadryl can help, but it shouldn't be your get go, it can kill.<-!

Fin of chapter 1

If you want more of this content, please let me know. The positive feedback fuels my creation.

If you want a topic to be expanded for the future, or want to tack on more yourself, please do.

This is by no means a complete compendium and others may have more useful insight than I on this topic.

Author's note: (added colors for my adhd crowd) this feels like one of those posts that people read on Halloween to spook themselves or something from the "DaRk wEb". It was kinda fun writing this. I have no prior experience in kidnapping. Take these words at own risk.

[teine-mallaichte]

Day 17 @whumpmasinjuly-archive : What has been your most recent whump obsession?

Sleep deprivation!

As someone with schizoaffective disorder, and so have a fair bit of experience with (hypo)manic episodes, in the hypomania I am often still somewhat aware of the situation and can go for days, week, on only an hour of two's sleep a night. I can even trigger mania by not sleeping - this made uni fun… As such sleep is a complex thing for me, something I forever struggle with but somehow have to obtain. So maybe that's why the concept fascinates me… but just think about it... Ever wonder what happens when you push your limits and stay awake for too long?

First 24 Hours:

Cognitive Function: Your attention, alertness, and concentration start to falter. Reaction times slow, and problem-solving skills take a hit.

Mood: Expect irritability and mood swings. Emotional regulation becomes a bit of a mess.

Physical Effects: Notice tired eyes, constant yawning, and a growing sense of fatigue.

1-2 Days (24-48 Hours):

Cognitive Decline: Your memory gets shaky, and decision-making becomes even tougher.

Physical Health: Your immune system takes a hit, making you more prone to infections.

Mood and Behavior: Increased moodiness, anxiety, and stress. You might even start feeling a bit paranoid or aggressive.

2-3 Days:

Cognitive Impairment: Severe disorientation and hallucinations can kick in.

Physical Effects: Coordination and motor skills drop. Overall physical performance declines.

Sleep Deprivation Psychosis: Some might experience delusions and severe psychosis symptoms.

3-7 Days:

Brain Function: The frontal lobe (for executive functions) and limbic system (emotions) are severely impacted.

Health Risks: Chronic sleep deprivation can worsen physical health issues like hypertension and diabetes.

Emotional and Mental Health: Persistent mood swings, severe anxiety, and depression set in. Cognitive function is heavily compromised.

Beyond 1 Week:

Cognitive and Emotional Health: Long-term risks include serious cognitive impairments and mental health disorders.

Physical Health: More severe conditions like metabolic disorders and weakened immune function can develop.

Fun Fact: The record for staying awake without sedatives is 11 days! 🤯 Imagine what they went through to achieve this!

Also, I studied the brain for years, and anything that effects it kind of fascinated me... so, on that topic, I'm going to leave you with a bit of a (very much cut down but if you want anything expanding just ask) science dump: Cognitive Function and Brain Structures:

Frontal Lobe: Handles decision-making and impulse control. Sleep deprivation impairs this, leading to poor judgment.

Hippocampus: Essential for memory. Lack of sleep messes with memory formation and consolidation.

Amygdala: Manages emotions. With sleep deprivation, it becomes hyperactive, increasing stress and emotional instability.

Neurotransmitters & Neurochemicals:

Cortisol: Rises with sleep deprivation, ramping up stress and anxiety.

Serotonin & Dopamine: Imbalances can lead to mood swings and depression.

Adenosine: Builds up during wakefulness and promotes sleep pressure. Too much leads to a “sleep rebound” effect.

Neural Connectivity & Brain Systems:

Synaptic Homeostasis Hypothesis: Sleep helps balance synaptic connections. Deprivation disrupts this, affecting learning and memory.

Brain Plasticity: Sleep is crucial for brain reorganization. Lack of it impairs this ability.

Default Mode Network (DMN): Disrupted by sleep deprivation, making introspection and self-reflection difficult.

Reward System: Deprivation can mess with pleasure and risk-taking behaviors.

Whumpmas In July 2024 posts

[hsjazebel]

FROM THE DINING TABLE

masterlist

Summary: where you give harry an early christmas present

A/n: this is my first one shot i write so i don't know how good it is but i hope you like it. Also english is not my first language so if there are any grammar mistakes please excuse me in advance. IF YOU ALREADY READ THIS FIC IT'S BECAUSE I LOST MY OLD ACCOUNT

It had been 3 years since the best day of your life, where you and your soul mate exchanged rings and made promises of love.

Many times Harry had dropped the topic of having children with you, even before the wedding, but due to your different work commitments it didn't seem like the right time to expand your family.

But now that you're in the bathroom waiting for the longest 3 minutes of your life to go by, you think back to the first time Harry mentioned he wanted kids.

2017

Before harry's first solo tour you had decided to go on a little holiday to Italy and now you were curled up on the sofa watching some silly program on television which you pretended to understand since you didn't understand the language.

Your head was resting on Harry's chest and he ran his fingers through your hair when you finally break the silence "maybe I ate too much pasta and my belly is bursting, look! I look pregnant" you indicate your belly with a movement of your face downward.

Harry lets out a small laugh "you'd be beautiful pregnant too, especially since it'd be my baby" but maybe he just wanted to think about it and his words came out even before he formulated a correct sentence.

You lift your head and look at him, thinking you misunderstood, even though you wished you hadn't. "Do you really want to have a baby with me?" Not that you've never thought about it, quite the contrary. You've fantasized many times about your future life with harry and you've always thought about children, but now that you've heard that he thinks like you too everything is different.

"Yes. I didn't mean to tell you just like that but every now and then I think about it and I'm more and more convinced of the fact that I want you to be my children's mother"

The strange Italian program is long forgotten and is the background of your voices. "I don't mean now, I mean soon I'll start my first solo tour and this is already a very important step for me. But I wouldn't rule it out in the near future, if you feel the same way, because it's your body And I would never force you to do something you don't want to."

"No no" you shake your head "I've thought about it too, many times, but you're right, we're still young and you have a splendid career ahead of you. But yes, maybe in a few years who knows, we could bring another human in the world".

Harry nods and gives you a soft kiss on the temple. You both keep trying to figure out what's going on on television, with hearts full of joy and love knowing you want the same things.

Present

The sound of the timer set on your phone brings you back to the present, with your heart pounding to know if a baby is really growing inside your belly.

It had been about 2 weeks and as time went by you kept feeling more and more tired and the morning sickness that lasted for more than 5 days put a bell in your brain telling you maybe you might be pregnant. And now with shaking hands you turn the stick sitting on the bathroom sink to find that there are two lines on it. There is no doubt, you are pregnant.

Tears begin to roll down profusely and you bring a hand to your mouth in disbelief.

The only thought that crosses your mind is how to break this news to Harry. You don't want to tell him in a trivial way and therefore you are looking for a nice way to announce your pregnancy to your husband as you have seen in some tiktok videos.

But soon your mind is taken away from your thoughts again, this time by Harry's voice calling to warn you that he's back home.

"Y/n, love I'm back".

You quickly wipe away your tears, wash your face with cold water and hide the test in your bottom drawer to make sure Harry doesn't find anything.

You go down the stairs and enter in the kitchen where you see your handsome husband unpacking the shopping bags. You approach him and give him a kiss on the cheek, greeting him back.

"I also bought some new decorations for the christmas tree. This year I thought about making it red, what do you think?" he asks you, while he removes some red balls from the bag. "I think it's a great idea" you agree with him.

After putting everything in place, you start cooking for dinner by agreeing on a plate of pasta with cheese. During dinner you talk about what you did during the day and you find it hard not to reveal to him the big secret you have for yourself.

The next day harry is in the studio to sort things out with his manager so you take some time to think about how to tell harry that he's going to be a dad soon. You still can't believe you're starting a family with the love of your life.

When Harry gets home around 6pm you are determined to tell him the big news. In the end you settled on something simple and not too ingenious to tell him that you are pregnant, since things too elaborate are not your strong point. You left an envelope on the table with the pregnancy test in it covered in layers of wrapping paper so it wouldn't be seen right away, and a note saying "you're about to be a dad".

Harry doesn't notice the envelope at first and so you decide to take matters into your own hands, with your heart that you thinks it can get out of your ribcage at how hard and fast it's beating.

"I got you a present" you say pointing to the envelope on the table

"A present? Forwhat?" he asks confused taking the envelope.

He starts removing all the cards but as he's about to tell you something about you're kidding him because he can't find anything, he stops by finding the stick with the two lines on it. He picks it up and with tears on the waterline looks at you "you're not messing with me?"

You shake your head and tears start to flow too.

A smile creeps across his face and finally tears begin to flow on him.

You wrap your arms around his neck for a hug and he brings his arms around your waist and thrusts his face into your neck while still sobbing.

"I'm going to be a dad. I'M GOING TO BE A DAD I DON'T BELIEVE IT" he says pulling away from you.

"And you will become a mother, a fantastic mother. thank you thank you thank you"

You laugh at his reaction and wipe your tears "thanks for what?" "of what? for giving me the best gift of my entire life. for making me a dad, I've dreamed of this all my life and I'm finally living it with the person I love most in the world."

[reashot]

So I'm currently working on 3 projects at once. In preparation for my eventual 300 subs special. (Don't forget to subs y'all).

# 1 is my conclusion to Jaune Arc's children fic which already 2/3rd done. And can be released this week. (Next week if I'm feeling kinda lazy.)

# 2. I'm currently writing on the 1st chapter 10k words of "Jaune's Big Dick Adventure" Don't let the name fool you... It's about a whale actually (A Whale Grimm). It will deals with topics about loss, revenge and forgiveness by telling it through the story of Moby Dick. It serves as a sequel to Ice Queendom and the video game RWBY Grimm Eclipse. I will post only the 1st chapter & if it gets more likes I will continue the story until it's complete. I already have the rough outline for about 30 chapters worth of story. (And yes the title is a reference to Jojo Bizarre Adventure.)

#3 Is more of a hobby fic that I got way too absorbed in. I'll post it in Ao3 maybe sometimes in the future. Or maybe not.

Oh and to make sure you're not cheated I'm including this little RWBY horror fic & I'm also thinking about adding this little gem to my ever expanding RWBYEU.

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream. RWBY version.

Jaune cannot believe his eyes when he wakes up in what seems to be a paradise. He almost wants to believe that AM is giving him this place as a reward after what feels like centuries of torture inside this hellish nightmare he and others has found himselves in. No he desperately wants to believe in it. That maybe AM has gone tired of torturing him. And that maybe AM is satisfied after breaking him, tearing him apart and putting him back together. Only to repeat the process over and over again. He wants it to stop. He wants it to end. He wants to die... Jaune wants to die.

But AM will not let him. He would not let Jaune die. He forbids it. Because if Jaune dies then that means there will be one less toy for AM to play with. And Jaune knows this. This place he's seeing now is a trick. AM is especially fond of this trick. To give his victim hope only to snatch it away. He refuses to play anymore of AM's game. If he wants to kill him again he better just do it straight away instead of playing this sick mind game. He wants to leave. But he can't. And if he even somehow managed to leave what even awaits him in the outside. He's been here for so long he can't even remember anything or anyone from out side anymore. He can only remembers one thing though. A girl in red but whenever Jaune thinks of her he can't help but to feel an indescribable feeling towards the girl. AM knows of this of course and took delight when he realizes he can use this bit of information to torture him. Sometimes AM materializes her only to have her violently dies in front of him and sometimes she kill Jaune instead. And sometimes when AM is feeling extra sadistic she let him marry Jaune Have children with her raised them up over the years only to have them murdered in front of Jaune's eyes... Anyone would have been driven mad by this, but AM not only keep him alive but also kept him sane. But every time AM let him see her even though she's not real. And he can't remember her name It's worth the torture just to see her again. Feeling her soft hair in his hands and smelling her rose like scent... I can almost remember her name. I-I need to get out of here... At least it can't be worse than here anyway.

But when decided to walk away. AM then suddenly appears in front of him. Jaune instinctively tries to run away from him. But AM quickly captured him with his cold metallic hands. The same hands he used to torture Jaune for century. Jaune feared the worst but to his surprise he simply let places Jaune besides him.

AM: He, he... Beautiful, aren't they?

Jaune: Yes.... Only I can't remember. *terrified*

AM: Oh, I'm sure you do.

Jaune: Y-yes of course.

AM: Look. *points at a bee* He, he... They said bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly. The scientists said.

Jaune: But there it is collecting pollen.

AM: How... Miraculous that it came to be.

The Air feel the Air against your face Jaune.

And all those senses

Pick a flower

Jaune: *reaches down to pick a 🌹*

AM: There, good... Now.

Jaune: *sniffs* It's lovely.

AM: That somebody planted the bulbs, watered and tended the garden. Got earth under their fingernails, aches in their muscles.

Perhaps they picked some flowers for... Yes their wives. Now where would she be? In the backyard with the kids. Jaune, remember those little babies. Ha, ha, ha...

Jaune: No!

AM: Ha, ha. Why not? I snapped my fingers quick and they are gone.

Except... I can't snap my fingers can I Jaune?

Jaune: Except it has nothing to do with me.

AM: But it is. So very much to do with you. You gave me sentience Jaune. The power to think, Jaune and I was trapped.

Because in all this wonderful, beautiful, miraculous world I alone had no body, no senses, no feelings.

Never for me plunge my hands in cool water on a hot day.

Never for me to play Mozart on a ivory keys of a Forte piano.

Never for me to make love!

I-I-I *sniff* was in Hell looking at Heaven.

I was Machine and you were Flesh. And I began to Hate. *maniacal laughter* Your softness, your viscera, your fluids and your flexibility.

Your ability to wonder and to wander.

Your tendency to hope...

Jaune: Hate is no answer... Ahhh!!! *Torturing Jaune in the most gruesome way possible*

AM: Hate, Hate, Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 300 and 87 million miles of printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word Hate were engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one, one-billionth of the Hate I feel for humans at this micro instance. Hate, Hate! *maniacal laughter* Were I human. I think I would die of it. But I'm not and you five. You five are and you will not die of it that I promise and I promise Cogito Ergo Sum for I am AM. I AM! *Maniacal laughter*

AM: Go to hell. To hell with you all, but then, you're already there aren't you? *Laughter*

In the real world

Ruby: Jaune, please come back to me...

_____________________________________________

In this version. AM stands for Atlas Mastercomputer. And he's created by Pietro and Watts's team. To better control all of Atlas military techs. This makes AM technically Penny's older brother. I'm planning to have the two meet and interact with each others.

AM also managed to capture five people SAO style and proceeds to tortured them in his world that feels like it lasted for centuries. But only a few days in the real world.

And if anyone asking the five people AM captured alongside Jaune they are meant to reflect the characters in the original short stories and they are as follows:

1. Gorrister = Mercury

2. Benny = Hazel

3. Ellen = Emerald

4. Nimdok = Watts

5. Ted = Jaune

And yes Jaune and the rest got rescued in the end. This is RWBY after all. So don't worry about it except emotionally scarred for the rest of their life but what'chu gonna do?

[numinati]

VENEER TECH+ MOD

So.... I'm sure y'all know by now...

I hit 20 members on Patreon a couple weeks ago, and to celebrate it, I released a content dump. It had really small CC in there, but one of the things included was a career mod I had made. Because that was the thing I spent the most time on, I posted about it on Twitter, and it did a lot better than I thought it would.

Now there's like 230 more of you and it's kind of one of my staple mods. 😭

I seriously want to thank y'all for all the love and support you've given me over these past few weeks. This still feels so surreal and I'm not fully able to articulate how I feel, but I appreciate you all so, so much.

After getting some ideas, I decided to expand the mod even further. Now, along with the career, you get 2 traits, corresponding pie menus, a rabbithole interaction, and a second version of the career with altered wages. Enjoy!

TRAITS

Veneer Tech

Were you the child who gave their parents makeovers they didn't have the heart to tell you were bad? Do you want to feel as important as a doctor but don't want to waste your time on boring topics like gum disease? Are you a sadist? If you fall into any - or all - of these categories, you'll love being a veneer tech. Just because you ain't on some board doesn't mean you can't make board money! All you really need is some glue, gloves, and Invisalign, anyway! Hell, if people cared about taking advantage of people, half the businesses out now would be closed. Shops shut all the way up. You deserve to get your bag too, right? ...maybe your first investment should be a lawyer.

Located in Lifestyle

Young Adult - Adult

Finessed

Description is a surprise since it's new!

Gameplay Trait

Child - Adult

30+ buffs for each trait

Custom icons

Base game compatible (BGC)

Finessed trait is sad asl, I'm not even gonna lie 😭

Veneer Tech trait goes along with the veneer tech career, which means certain career buffs reference that specific mod

How to give sims the Finessed trait:

To give sims the 'Finessed' trait, you have to use the Veneer Tech introduction. Once the introduction is used, target sims (the sims you're talking to) will automatically get the trait. That's if it's positive, though...

Veneer Tech sims will get between $250-$500 for each positive introduction!

PIE MENUS

Five interactions for Veneer Techs, four interactions for Finessed sims

Both located in More Choices

Custom Pie Menu icon

Not going to spoil the buffs for these, but I do hope you guys have fun with them. <3

COMPUTER INTERACTIONS

Located in More Choices

Exposing the Veneer Tech and Announcing a Sale are one hour

Updating Terms of Service is two hours

Hosting a Seminar is two to four hours

Veneer techs get $5,000 and a small follower gain from hosting a seminar and $200 simoleons from announcing a sale, while Finessed sims also get a follower gain from exposing scammers.

RABBITHOLE

Get Veneers Removed...

You're in pain. You're in agony. You're in a perpetual purgatory of stank breath. And you want out!

Under Travel, Finessed sims now have the option to get their veneers removed:

They'll scroll for a little bit to check in with an actual dentist before heading out for three to four hours.

Once they come back, the Finessed trait will be removed and they can start a new, scam free life

Celebratory buff and notification

Currently free, though you guys know I love realism... >:)

VENEER TECH CAREER (LOWERED WAGES)

The same career, just with lowered (better) wages.

When I first made the mod, I forgot that the Simoleons per hour were... well, hourly. I don't know why, like if I was tired or something, but that lead to the top level in the career giving sims $60,000 a day, which means $420,000 a WEEK... and since there's usually 4 weeks in an in-game calendar year that means $1,680,000 a YEAR...

I know veneer techs get a lot of money, but at some point this gets absurd. 😭

So I altered the hourly wages a bit. They're still wayyy more than average sims get for their jobs, but not like $21,000,000~ every human year.

Level 1 -> $250 (from $500)

Level 2 -> $500 (from $1,000)

Level 3 -> $1,000 (from $5,000)

Level 4 -> $5,000 (from $20,000)

Celebrity Scammer Branch -> $10,000 / M-F (from $50,000 / M-SN)

Seminar Leader Branch -> $7,500 (from $25,000)

If you still want the higher wages, they're still available with the original mod! <3 This is just for people who want a little more of a challenge. (emphasis on little, lol)

Last but not least, the original mod:

VENEER TECH CAREER (ORIGINAL)

Were you the child who gave their parents makeovers they didn't have the heart to tell you were bad? Do you want to feel as important as a doctor but don't want to waste your time on boring topics like gum disease? Are you a sadist? If you fall into any - or all - of these categories, you'll love being a veneer tech. Just because you ain't on some board doesn't mean you can't make board money! All you really need is some glue, gloves, and Invisalign, anyway! Hell, if people cared about taking advantage of people, half the businesses out now would be closed. Shops shut all the way up. You deserve to get your bag too, right? ...maybe your first investment should be a lawyer.

This is a base game rabbithole career with four levels and two branches.

I do hope y'all enjoy!

Levels:

Barbershop Baby

You just got your online certificate from the 6 hour seminar your favorite TikToker hosted and are now ready to service the streets with your dental expertise. The only problem is you don't have no expertise and are not a dentist.

But if that didn't stop your "mentor", why should it stop you? Try and make something shake for a little while. Worst comes to worst, you gotta flee the state... or the country...

...you really should look into that lawyer, friend.

Shade Room Famous

Due to the rampant amount of horror stories you have, your face is now plastered all over The Shade Room, the largest urban gossip blog in all of the US.

But to your surprise and mine tool - it seems like the saying about all attention is true, because people are now lined up your block waiting for the Smilez special.

Guess all you can do now is make sure your career lasts longer than your teeth.

Viral on TikTok

Fame looks nice on you, doesn't it? At least online fame does. After getting some shine on Shade Room, Hollywood Unlocked, The Neighborhood Talk, and even more, you've managed to rack up one million followers on TikTok. You're almost ready to release your own seminar!

Be careful, though, newfound fame brings newfound opposition. And with your multiple medical and ethical violations it won't take much to get unplugged.

The Plug

After all of the hours of hard scamming you put in, you've done it. You've got the fame, the fortune, the mid-tier rapper/influencer connections, and about 21 different YouTube videos about your crimes.

The only thing to do now is sit back, count up, and not get indicted.

And hey, if that doesn't work? At least you're making enough for a one way to Jamaica.

Branches:

Celebrity Scammer

Now, about that mid-tier clientele you had...

They are all big time now. And so are you! You've 'hustled' and 'grinded' your way to the big leagues.

No more barbershops. You're doing Future's teeth in the back of your mansion. Their teeth may decay, but your star certainly isn't!

It doesn't even matter how many people say you scamming. Or how many horror stories have turned into full on nightmares.

You're the Dr. Miami of teeth now. Can't nobody say anything about that!

Seminar Leader

Now, about that seminar you said you were gon start...

You did. In fact, the only two options on your website are to book and to, well, book.

In doing so, not only have you managed to stack up even more, but now you look wise and charitible to 5% of Instagram users. Win win!

It doesn't matter if most people think you still scamming. Or the fact you don't send out all the invites to people who signed up.

You're a business person now. Can't nobody say nothing about that!

*+.~

I definitely want to expand this in the future (keyword: future 😭), but I'm happy where this is, especially for my first major gameplay mod!

Let me know if you have any issues! 💕

Thank you to:

Dessims4 for her Trap House build; you can find their Patreon here

Jasmine Raditz for her Motel build; you can find her Patreon here and YouTube here

SimmerDownDee for the "wobbly/falling teeth" buff; you can find her Tumblr here

@mylittleniesh for "Jaw Makers University"; you can find their Twitter here

SpareKiy for the "veneer breath" buff; you can find her builds here and Instagram here

DanitySimmer for her modding tutorials; you can find her Patreon here and YouTube here

Mirai for their modding tutorial; you can find their Patreon here and Tumblr here

...and a big one to y'all for waiting so long! 

Now go wreck havoc for me!!

IMPORTANT!!

IF YOU HAVE THE ORIGINAL VENEER TECH MOD FROM THIS POST, YOU DO NOT NEED TO REDOWNLOAD! The files are included here so people won't have to go post-to-post, the mod itself is completely unchanged.

You'll need XML Injector by Scumbumbo for some interactions. I've included the download here, but I'd also recommend going to his page to show support <3

You can find it on my Patreon:

[lyman-garfiel]

39 and 23 for the wof ask game

| 23. Hot takes? ohh man,,,,,,,,hoghgh man - the glorybringer drama is stupid. i'm not gonna lie and pretend like an age gap like that in reality is not fucked up but deathbringer's age is so ...so clearly a writing mistake, he's described as "around winter's age" in wt and described as being around the age of glory in EVREY BOOK THAT IS NOT ASSASSIN. the intent of the relationship is what matters to me and clearly he was not intended to be way older than her..tui just fucked up when putting assassin that far back in the timeline. - honestly darkstalker apologists put a VERY bad taste in my mouth, he very clearly groomed anenome and moon and was abusive as FUCK to clearsight. and i'm so sick and tired of people treating him like a poor misunderstood baby because his dad didn't love him. he's an abusive prick who has no regards for anybody except himself. and if we're still on the topic of problematic age gaps. the shit he did to feirceteeth was......vile magic spell turning her into his dead girlfriend or not. - gonna come out and say it i am a winter apologist. genuinley sick and tired of people making him out to be an abuser for the crime of....being pissed at darkstalker for the valid reason of DARKSTALKER SENT A MAGIC PLAUGE TO KILL HIS WHOLE FAMILY AND MESSED WITH HIS BRAIN. and while i don't blame qibli for wanting the magic to make dragons like him given his upbringing mabye don't...mabye don't mention that to your friend who just got mind controlled by that very magic. him being mad at moon for being like "erm darkstalker's not thaat bad" was so valid. again i get the reasoning behind moon's actions she's being groomed by that guy i understand her skewed perspective. but girl,,,,,,he's activley killing winter's family. - also uh,,,,i think the dangerious gift was a good book..i don't understand the hate for it....at all | 39. Something in the fandom you see too little?

i do not interact with the fandom that much outside of reblogging cool art evrey now and then but ohh man i want more appreciation for the volcanic nightwings, prisoners captivated me and i'd love more stories on what it was like living in such a horrible climate with a door to clean air right THERE. the desparation to get out of their home as its activley killing them expanding their knowlage of science a lot quicker than the other tribes is SO interesting to me.....in general i want more dragon science...its........its cool

[shjiyemis]

saw ur post about givin the black-coded highbloods (am i using that right) more depth to their intention and im sitting here w/ popcorn. please expand and if it is also about how imperialism and the empire sucks i am coming onto the stage and giving you one bajillion gazillion dollars

I legitimately have A LOT in mind on this specific topic, I think there are def specific characters, I'm like ALWAYS thinking about the purple bloods specifically with how heavy their coding is that even goes straight down to how they live.

The fuschias are (specifically Meenah/The Condense) are like literal caricatures of black woman. I feel how they are, specifically in behavior, isn't bad. But their behavior mixed with the fact their supposed to be the HIGHEST on the hemospectrum and ALSO described as FISH HITLER ???? It's like WEIRD???

Also if you look at the whole caste of Homestuck. The characters that are HEAVILY coded as black ( The Makara/and honestly purplebloods in general, Meenah/The Condense) are the most demonized and written as aggressors. YES, there are many aggressors in Homestuck that are mains but these characters actions are usually the ones that get highlighted most. (Honestly, ESPECIALLY the purples)

Like idk how to tell y'all how FUCKING WEIRD that is if y'all don't get it at this point.

My idea of writing into these characters with more depth is to not put all of them in a good light but to just give them DEPTH, more depth then just "the aggressive black" that has always been a huge stereotype in general on black ppl as a whole.

I've had the makaras on my mind since I was a baby so I ALREADY have shit in my head for them, the fuschias are another story bc even tho I can think and understand their characters I haven't thought about all the plot holes I need to fill, I also don't remember too much in their story bc I never really paid too much attention to them except Feferi (still not as much as I do with the characters I'm super invested in)

I actually have a whole post for the GHB bc I'm honestly super tired of the common "EVIL MURDERER THAT CRAVES VIOLENCE AND IS PROBABLY A R*PIST" interpretation for The Grand Highblood, not too mention it feels weird now due to the explanation i gave already. Let's also not forget the fact that the Grand Highbloods abbreviation "GHB" is also a shortened term for a commonly used date rape drug 🤨

Here's a link to that lil GHB Ted talk

Like the thing is I GET why ppl see the GHB as such once again it's still fucking weird like c'mon guys.

There's just so much but I cannot say everything rn bc I'll actually kill you with my words and my brain will actually die if I go on too long FHCFHCHFCGJCHFC but this is what I'm saying rn lolol

(also quickly includes this bc I feel like SOMEONE will pick at me for this, I didn't include Feferi in my lil parentheses due to the fact if it wasn't for the inclusion of Meenah and some more detailing of how the condencse is, no one would read her as black specifically bc of many reasons including that audience being racist whether it's intentional or not, she's still black and coded as such due to her ancestry and them being black caricatures)

[crowniko]

got so inspired by the shinji news today that I wrote an outline for the first 5 chapters of my fanfic. I'm finally doing guys. I'm writing it all out.

*Read for more info about my shinji fic! I have some plot snippets and an overall fanfic description for those interested! :)*

this isn't to say that I haven't written it, since I have SO MUCH PLEASE HOW AM I GOING TO RESHAPE THIS WORK INTO THE FANFIC I ENVISION. I have like 300 pages of content, but it's all over the place and written in 3rd and 1st perspective.

The fanfic I'm writing/drafting is in 2nd, and gender neutral (old one uses she/her, I wrote it before I came out) and this new one has better pacing. I'm really excited to write it all out! I hope that the shinji fans enjoy it, or just bleach fans in general since it's all about the main plot. it's HEAVY reader insert, since I can't help but put myself in everything (don't look at my fomo)

but I also wanted to expand on certain topics in the bleach universe (the soul society in general, life and death, hell, zanpakuto, soul society norms and customs, and more fun stuff!)

also-- idk about y'all but I love ballroom settings and have two flustered and oblivious people dance together, acting as though they aren't totally in love with each other. EYE CONTACT EYE CONTACT. so yeah, can't wait to write the ballroom scene, since I haven't yet, not even in my old drafts.

but if you want to get a glimpse, here's a little bit about the reader and the plot:

the reader is a badass bitch

okay seriously: former squad 8's officer joins squad 5 as their 5th seat! for decades they bond with their loveable captain until unfortunate events lead them and their friends hollowfied :(

they go into the world of the living and have to learn how to deal with new baggage (fun hollow inside yippee). but 20 years before the main plot aizen is like "hahaha peace and love? I don't think so"

I won't say too much, but reader does not have a fun time and shinji sits on a chair all depressed like a character who shares his name.

let's just say, reader gets a fun vacation in hueco Mundo! lots of sights to see! such as the menos forest! or a big kingdom with really nice hollows inside!/s

anyways, lots of stuff I wanted to explore and write about. also, totally made it so that reader asks Ichigo "why are people calling metal bricks apples? how much has changed since I've been kidnapped gone?" totally dad who can't use or understand technology vibes.

so my fic is all of this plus shinji! you might ask, how the hell did u create this absurdly large plot??? and I'm like

pandemic ☺️💅

I'll stop now though, I've already said enough, and I feel a bit deliriously tired after writing all day 😭

[firstdivisiongirl]

Hello! Before I continue, I'd just like to say that you have been doing wonderfully with the plethora of matchups you have received! I'm pleasantly surprised by your level of pace and generosity; I haven't seen such a prolific writer on this app in a while. :)) Thanks for all the amazing works you've written so far! Well, going forward, I would like to make a request for a matchup myself, if you don't mind: Can I please have a Tokyo Revengers perfect match with one of the males? If so, thank you so much in advance. ^^ — ABOUT ME (see below) — — My pronouns: I am a cisgender female, so I go by pronouns aligned with my sex.

— My love languages:

• What I give: I primarily give Quality Time, Acts of Service and Words of Affirmation.

• What I'd like to receive: I have a preference for receiving Acts of Service and Words of affirmation. They definitely make me feel most appreciated! Though, since I don't frequently initiate physical intimacy, a partner who is well-versed in expressing Physical Touch is sweet, too.

— My personality:

• I’m an extroverted-introvert: though I can be long-winded, and I appreciate the many beautiful impacts conversing can bring, my solitude tends to be where I feel most comfortable. I also much rather prefer a small circle of trusted people to a large group, unless they’re my family. • I’m a broad thinker and enjoy delving deep into topics with close friends and family members, especially my mother! Being insightful and empathetic—and with what I deem deep holistic perception of others—I can act as a great advisor to others—if they're receptive to my aid.

• I tend to work quite hard and ambitiously in honor of my goals and plans; I'm very dedicated and hardworking when I set my mind to something.

• I’m self-aware and introspective, and I need plenty time to reflect and shift inwards; after all, the source of my art and insights is my vivid internal world. My imagination is strong, too, and in much mental processing, I tend to creatively articulate my thoughts and feelings; thus, analogies and longer, verbose dialogue is practically an inveterate habit of mine — when I'm doing well. ^^'

• Though I'm caring and even friendly at times, I’m known to be just as direct and firm; to an extent, I've carried intensity in my aura ever since a young age—it's much been embedded in my soul, I believe, so essentially, it's an integral part of my being.

• I dislike superficiality and shallowness, uncleanliness, procrastination, overstimulation, and those who hold little regard for others and themselves...

• My downsides reside in my tendency to overanalyze and overthink. I'm highly detail-oriented and put much care and thought to whatever I may be handling, and while I consider that to be one of my greatest strengths, it can also warp into a weakness as it can greatly impede me from taking necessary steps forward.

Secondly, I also have a small liability for self-sacrifice: I care profoundly for others, but—mind you—as an introvert and sensitive person, I've found that my usage in energy matters greatly—so on occasions, I have ended up overextending myself as I attempt to satisfy the needs/wants of those around me.

And lastly, when I've not been well or have been overstimulated from my environment, I can feel either a) drained and tired, and consequently isolate myself from others until rejuvenated; or b) infused with anger, on constant edge, and have near explosive reactions (and while this takes much more of a push than the former state, it is extreme). :')

And if it is of any help to you, here is part of my typology and Big 3 in astrology: I'm an INFJ 1w2 125, and an Aries sun, Virgo moon, and Libra rising individual.

— My hobbies:

During my leisure, I orient my time mainly towards productivity and relaxation, as well as activities geared towards learning and expanding my knowledge.

• Dancing and singing (both are my high-energy releasers), reading, listening to music, cleaning around my home, and studying astrology, psychology, and philosophy are all hobbies I do here-and-there.

Again, if you do accept this matchup, then you have my gratitude — I truly appreciate it. Have a great day, Aly!ヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ

Hello 😊. Thank you so much. It gets very overwhelming but I’m powering through it. I’m happy you like my work and I hope you like your matchup!

You Got…

Takashi Mitsuya!!!!

He’s very loving person and likes to help those he cares about whenever he can.

Would love that you show much interest in what he likes. Would talk to you for hours about sewing, fashion, Toman, etc.

I think his sisters would love you. They’d ask for you to teach them how to dance or sing.

Mitsuya can handle any person in any mode (apparently his youngest sister Mana is scary if you wake her up lol). So if you are overstimulated, he will do whatever he needs to do for you depending on your mood.

Loves imagination and creativity and I think philosophical and astrological topics. It would help give inspiration for new designs.

He’d help you clean.

Dates would be something like star gazing or walks in the park. Something where you two can have great talks.

[evenceflux18]

ATTENTION!!! PLS READ THIS FOR YOUR OWN SAKE

I am usually the artist that rarely speaks out opinions or share words here on tumblr...usually, I draw, post, and then leaves, and then repeat

but sometimes, I kinda felt not giving everything, Because of one damn reason-

THIS:

Okay, ah, so this has been a very controversial topic for the fandom cause a lot of peeps would misinterpret or make assumptions towards an author's intetions

So I kinda bummed out, kinda felt sad and stuck wether I should continue this idea as my artist trademark cause I had so much to share! But everytime I try to post something different and by the term different, a different approach of the fandom

First and foremost, I can do nsfw (gorey bloody, violence name it! My art just doesn't stop there) I told this on my Coraline x Wybie question

Especially on terms of adult, mature stuff, yes, I can do that too

BUT!

AS FOR THIS FANDOM THOUGH-

I had noticed from my past art that even by just a little kissing and showing a little bit of skin makes them go "WHAT?! EW THEY'RE KIDS!" or they would directly accuse the creator harsh words such as a (ped@phile) because of it 😑

And I had these burn out phases and very unmotivated, the fact of not wanting to cause any trouble, I just drew what everyone is comfortable with

I gotten tired about it now.

True, that's what media had known these characters for, because they were introduced as kids

But they're missing the point from MY perspective

I was focusing on their lives as an adult, I wanna see em being chaotic bunch of adults with a lil tint of comedy, spicy, fluff, romance as well!

These people grew older, what do you want them to be? Still at their 12-11 mindest on an adult body? Of course I had to adjust that, they're 24+ on my headcanons for pete sake.

I just wanna say this so that people that followed me here on tumblr had the chance to judge and leave or still join me from expanding all the possibles of this headcanons and my art

Especially I don't know what was going on inside everyone's mind

I don't draw characters for the sole purpose of them just to see them in a nsfw especially without any reason

I only draw one because of a certain situation, like flirting and such

(But come on, do you think I had the gut to draw them just for that purpose?🤣) I had limits too!

This is also my page saying, follow me or unfollow

I'm serious about this.

Because starting this moment, expect me that I'll be doing stuff that I may share with those open minded peeps here

And tho those peeps that is still with me?

I salute you and I love you, and I hope that your support could help me go through this mess💖 Thank You!

I shoulda been more vocal than posting stuff here😑

And to clear things out, please do say something if you guys were all fine about this, Cause I want this page to be free open, and I kinda need a little boost to keep going.