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I'm not assessed professionally.
But, as a person, my experience of the world is that a lot of it does not makes sense for everyone on any logical basis I can see. So, I find myself asking why I would participate in a system (it's all systems all the way down) that doesn't make sense. Yet, I see others participating in their small talk or exploitive employment profit whatever, and I start thinking why do they continue to participate? And then so many thoughts. Do they know and they do it anyway? Do they not see the illogicalness? Or do they not understand this system is not working for others? Why don't they get it doesn't work for me? Why are they trying to get me to conform? What is really wrong here? If humans made this humans can change this. Just decide it. But we keep lingering in the mire. And it's painful.
Anyway, IDK if that's autism at all.
But my experience is often that I perceive a system is in place, but I think that system is ineffective and doesn't make sense and maybe even is harmful.
And it just breaks my brain.
Like WHY?! why are we still doing things this way? Why do we tolerate? Why aren't we all questioning everything all the time? If we're questioning, why aren't more of us saying what is wrong and then avoiding that?
Because, I cannot alone even improve my own world and experience because I am trapped in the construct of in-place systems humans made and which still don't make sense for everyone and I can't get things I need to live without some combination of money and telling other people what they want to hear ( even if that thing is untrue and/or I cannot read their mind to know what they want or expect).
Money is fake. A lot of scarcity is fake and when it's real is just logistics of distribution. Things shouldn't be a phone call. If your area collects yard waste for composting, you ought to then also be distributing free compost and/or mulches. People should share seeds. People should have land under their agency to tend trees and other plants for food. People should share food from their plants if they have surplus. No one should be forced to live in tiny cells in towers apart from nature unless they are willingly conducting dangerous wizard experiments and are sequestered for our safety, and even then the wizards should get breaks and we should bring them meals for their science contributions.
Yanno, things that make sense.
One of my favourite parts about autistic people is how you can use other peoples' reflections of them like an echolocation bullshit detector. Like they personally do not need to do shit for this to work, they just passively emit their own autistic vibe that bounces off every surface around them, and you can assess another person's level of self-awareness by how they reflect it back.
"Autistic people do not understand social hierarchy" nope, they understand you're supposed to be an authority here, but they won't politely pretend to respect you if they think you're incompetent.
"Autistic people do not understand humour" nope, they just don't politely pretend to laugh to humour you, and you are simply not funny.
"Autistic people are rude" nope, they just don't think it's polite to lie to you, and don't care about trying to tell you what they think you want to hear instead of telling you what they think.
"Autistic people sometimes have emotional meltdowns for absolutely no reason" nope, you're just insufferable to be around and the person with the lowest tolerance of your shit is simply the canary in the coal mine who breaks first.
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I find it a bit funny that people are trying to write off you and other people bothered by siwolism's antiblackness as "fandom blogs" when that's clearly not what any of y'all are, but also... idk, deciding black ppl can't showcase their interests or shows they enjoy lest they be taken less seriously politically also feels preeeetty antiblack to me. Saw someone try to say the ppl who "made" siwolism delete are "fandom hitlers" and just...yikes! I myself am non-black so ofc I'm no fucking expert here but ���🏽
It's funny because they want to be annoyed at us when "all we do is talk about antiblackness", but if we DON'T do that and instead talk about our interests, then "we're not really serious". Sounds like the real issue here is that you just don't want to hear Black people speak.
I am 1) a human with a life 2) that finds things interesting and 3) can still point out antiblackness when it happens 🤷🏾♀️
"fandom Hitlers" though is crazy. These people have really been watering down the very real WHITE SUPREMACIST harms of Nazism to make stupid racist points that Hitler would probably support them having 😅
They'll all be okay. All that's going to happen is she'll remake after like a week, everyone around her will coddle her from the Meanie Bitchy Blacks Who Were So Mean She Did Nothing Wrong, and she'll just fall in line with the rest of them who want to feel victimized for their own actions while still talking about whatever shit interests them (because they're allowed to have interests AND discuss real issues. Crazy how that works).
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ok wait i need to say something about the dick grayson thought i've been turning over in my head for a bit.
i unfortunately do like readers that are a bit tragic and don't get a happy ending. it's like poking at a bruise idk it's cathartic in its own way. anyway. i know the age difference between dick and jason isn't really that big but i think it's big enough for this to work?
anyway i'm thinking about the relationship you have with dick when he moves out of the manor. you guys fuck, sure, and sometimes you go out, but you're not his girlfriend. not really. it's casual, except it isn't at the same time because dick comes with a plethora of his own issues and for some reason you can't quite fathom, he's decided you're the only one that gets to see that side of him.
you see him like nobody else does. you get the good, the bad and the ugly. you hold him through his nightmares. you brush his hair back from his forehead when he stares at his phone a little too long. you come by when it's been a few weeks and you haven't heard from him.
somehow you kind of end up playing intermediary between him and the kid brother his dad/guardian/mentor/older brother picked up along the way. jason is sweet. and you can tell he longs for a relationship with dick but he's got so much going on. it doesn't matter. jason takes what he can get.
you wonder when you started getting involved in your hookups' lives. but then it feels reductive to call it that. what the two of you have spans beyond that. it's so much more than that. dick touches the lives of all that he meets and you aren't special for it, but you feel it. maybe to the others he knows, in their weird, dysfunctional world, it's normal.
but you're a regular citizen. you go to work. you come home and do the dishes. you cook, you clean, you curse out your landlord when he puts off fixing the heating for the nth time. dysfunctional relationships are alien to you – the weight of all dick gives you, it has to mean something. fuck the forehead kisses, it stopped being casual when he held your hand through a doctor's visit and the fibers in your pillowcase swallowed his tears after a run in with bruce.
you play intermediary. jason sees more and more of you than you think he should, but he doesn't complain. you even grow used to the little bugger. you don't have much in the way of your own family, and he becomes something like the kid brother you never had. you grow used to the inappropriate humour that shocked you the first time it came out of his mouth, blue eyes shining up at you mischievously.
his height gives off the impression he's more youthful than he is and sometimes you end up babying him a little more for it. sometimes, he lets you. you brush a hand over his curls like you do his brother and keep a hand on his shoulder when you go to the corner store. you tell him to pick out whatever he wants, and that it's on you. he looks up at you like you got him the moon when you toss him a copy of his favourite book after a while of not seeing him – yours is all beat up, kid, pretty soon you won't be able to read it anymore.
you don't know how to deal with it when he dies, not long after you and dick break things off.
15. only a baby.
it's violent. you get the news from the papers and the picture of the blast zone makes you stop breathing. dick doesn't pick up the phone – why would he? and you're not even sure if you're allowed to reach out.
the last you'd heard, he'd been pretty cosied up with a new co-worker of some sort. red hair, pretty eyes. more than you'd ever gotten from him. sure, you'd known dick – you knew him. you were the closest he'd ever been to anyone, but it had simply been because there was nothing to lose with you.
you hold his grief, hold his heart in your hands, but you are nobody and you will not ask for more because he sleeps in your bed and sometimes, he holds your hand in public when you're walking through a crowded street. you guys have good days and it's something.
but he’ll is not yours – will never be yours, not fully, not like he belongs to bruce and gotham and the titans and his team. you’re a girl who he comes to because you’re safe.
but his brother dies and he's gone and you're left with not only the heartbreak of losing something never named, but the grief of a real tangible friendship, the death of a brother.
you are nobody and nothing – you're not the one that gets the guy and you are not the one that gets to mourn. you see him at his lowest and love him at his worst but he is not yours, and neither is the little boy that dies much too young, alone and scared.
you fall between the cracks. nobody stops to think about the girl who'd sometimes been mentioned in passing at the dinner table, on the rare occasion dick ventured back home to the manor. how can they? not when bruce is driven near mad with grief, not when dick is god knows where and it's all that alfred pennyworth can do to keep his charge and himself together.
i don't know. i just think about how it takes you months to muster up the energy and courage to visit your friend's grave – because jason was your friend, too. the baby brother you'd never had, a kid you'd felt responsible for, like he was your own. the visit leaves you exhausted and it's of course then, that on your way out, you bump into the second half of your troubles.
dick stares at you like he's seen a ghost and all that happened between you lingers in the air, the weight of it oppressive in the cold winter air. frost in the air, frost clinging to your lashes, heartbreak colouring you blue.
you look at him and think of it – how much you had put up with from him. how dearly you'd loved him. stupid, to catch feelings, but you'd gone ahead and done it. worst of all, he'd known it, too.
there'd been a time, not so long ago, when you would have let him do anything he pleased. lay me down, strike me, hurt me, i will bear it because it is at your hand. and he'd known.
he'd known it was wrong but he was hurting and it’d been easy with you because you didn't ask for more than he’d give but you did hope. and he could see it in your eyes that you hoped he’d give himself wholly over to you but he just wasn't there. perhaps he never would be. and you deserved better but he couldn't let you go. his regret, one amongst many, is that he had not done it sooner. shielded you from more pain at his hand.
once, dick had something of a god to you. now he stands before you and you see him as he is, a mere man. a tired, grief-stricken, man.
the only mercy he grants you now, is to let you walk away.
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#listening to badlands while writing this....welcome back 2014/2015 ro....#i told raen but i think i need to put it here too.#this is unedited and i'm rambling but#this reminds me of lilia's selfship a little bit but in a different direction so maybe this is where it came from !! shoutout lilia#selfship lore so good it lingers in your moots' subconscious#sweetaurore#dickie beloved#jasonsmirrorball#dick grayson x reader#x reader#x female reader
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And notice how people don't (generally) make this argument about other kinds of oppressors. Masses of people aren't chastising Black racial justice activists for not focusing their advocacy on teaching white people not to be racist. Nor are they angry at, idk, labor organizers for not teaching capitalists to love.
When it comes to just about every other movement, (progressive) people mostly understand that the problem is vulnerable groups not having power, and that the solution is to materially empower them. Even when people do argue in favor of educating the oppressive class into being more fair, they don't put the onus to do so solely on the oppressed group while blaming them for their own powerlessness should they fail to convince their oppressors to voluntarily give up their power.
I think the main reason for this is that no other group of oppressed people is expected to live with their oppressor no matter what. No matter how insanely misogynistic men become, women are expected to keep marrying them, taking care of them, and having children with them. I mean, look how hostile the general public is toward 4b. They act like 4b is some crazy radical, antisocial movement of extremists when it's really just. Women calmly, personally refusing to date, marry, or reproduce with men.
The solution to the hyper-misogynistic male epidemic can't be "forget them, if they're going to act like monsters and treat us like trash, then we'll focus our energies on ourselves and other women." It has to be "we'll fix them! They just don't know any better! He's just never been loved right! Men are lonely!" Because otherwise, it would become clear to everyone that everything, both on a personal and societal level, relies on women's exploitation. The façade of male supremacy falls apart the second women decide to prioritise ourselves.
“How are you going to fight the patriarchy if you don’t help men stop being violent?”
Why do I have to teach men to not be violent and waste my energy on that when I could be helping the victims of violent men and working to fight the patriarchal systems that keep violent men in positions of power? Why do I have to tell men it’s okay to cry and to talk about their feelings? They know they can. And they’re still violent.
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okay, i don't wanna give spoilers, since you said you hadn't finished it, so.. first episode feels safe ??
fucking your cousin's is normal. it's a vault, there's limited selection. nobody blames you. but fucking your best friend.. well, that's a little much for lucy. not because your a girl. no, that's not- that has nothing to do with it, she promises. she just doesn't want to change your bond, that's all.
or super convoluted way to say lucy has a crush on you and refuses to admit it. mayb ?? idk if this makes sense sorry
also first ask i've sent that's not just conversation, so.. should probably put a name to my claim.
- 🦴 ( if possible </3 )
── KISS ME ONCE, THEN KISS ME TWICE, THEN KISS ME ONCE AGAIN
— summary: you and lucy decide to ‘practice’.
— warnings: friends to lovers. mostly fluff with some nsfw-ish content. so mdni.
the hum of the vault’s fluorescent lights buzzes overhead, the sound so constant it’s easy to forget it’s there at all until everything else is silent.
you and lucy are sprawled on the bed in her quarters, your shoulders pressed together as you share the same faded book, its pages worn from years of careful reading. the vault’s limited library doesn’t get restocked, after all.
“you ever think about what’s out there?” you ask suddenly.
lucy doesn’t look up from the pages, though her grip tightens slightly, the paper under her thumb crumbling. “not really,” she lies.
“come on!” you press, nudging her with your elbow. “you’ve never wondered what it’s like? the open sky, fresh air…”
at that, she snorts. “fresh air? you know the stories! it’s nothing but radiation and monsters out there!” lucy flips the page, her eyes fixed on the paragraph in front of her.
you roll onto your side, propping yourself up on your elbow to look at her. “you don’t think everyone out there is bad. you’re too nice for that!”
she finally glances at you, her lips quirking into a small smile. “you think i’m nice?”
“well, of course,” you say, your tone teasing. “i mean, you could just tell me to shut it and read the book, but here we are!”
lucy laughs, a quiet, breathy sound, and looks back down at the book. she doesn’t turn the page.
“okay, maybe i do think about it,” she admits after a moment.
it reminds you of childhood. of sitting in the quiet dark of the quarters, exchanging hushed secrets in the comfort of her presence.
“but not the way you do! you’ve got this whole…” she gestures vaguely, her eyes flicking back to yours. “…adventure thing in your head. like the outside world’s just waiting for you to show up and save it single-handed!”
“and you don’t?”
“nope.” she smiles. “i mean- eventually. once it is safe for all of us to return back. maybe our children will?” she clears her throat and nudges you with her shoulder. “anyway, why would i want to leave when I’ve got you around to drive me crazy?”
you grin, making a point of ignoring the way her words make your heart flutter. “lucky, lucky you!”
“don’t i know it?” she says, rolling her eyes, but her smile lingers, softer now.
the silence settles again, this time heavier with the book no longer her only focus. you don’t notice but lucy’s eyes keep darting your way, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of the paper.
she’s fighting a battle in her head. one she’s been losing for weeks, maybe months.
lucy’s been told, more than once and by multiple sources, that making out with your cousin, for example, is normal. perhaps expected, even, just to have some sort experience secured.
but wanting you? her best friend ever since she can remember? that’s something different. something that makes her palms sweat and her stomach twist in ways she can’t explain whenever she tries to picture it.
“hey,” you say suddenly, pulling her out of her spiral. “are you okay?”
“yeah,” she says quickly, her voice too bright. “why wouldn’t i be?”
“you’re fidgeting,” you point out, reaching to still her hand.
the touch is light, casual even. something you’ve done a hundred times before. but it feels different now, with pictures of your lips on hers flashing through her mind. lucy knows it’s not your fault. it’s hers. it’s always hers.
“i’m fine,” she insists, pulling her hand away and crossing her arms. “just…tired, i suppose,”
you don’t look convinced, but you let it go, lying back down and turning your attention to the book. lucy stays sitting up, her eyes on you instead of the page.
she shifts awkwardly, trying not to fidget again. you've started having that effect on her, and it's driving her crazy.
“you know,” you say suddenly as if you'd been reading her mind. “people in the vault are always talking about how it's normal to…y'know, experiment?”
lucy's head jerks toward you so quickly it's a miracle she doesn't pull a muscle.
“experiment?”
“yeah," you hum. “like...with other people…everyone says it's no big deal. ‘limited options,' and all that!”
she swallows hard, her palms suddenly clammy again. “uh...sure,” she says, trying to sound disinterested. “i mean, that's just how it is, right? have to keep the gene pool going or whatever,”
now it’s your turn to snort. “i'm not talking about marriage and babies, lucy. i mean..." you trail off. “practice.”
“practice?” she echoes, her voice an octave too high, the words catching in her throat.
“for when we do get married someday,” you clarify, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. there's a pause before you quickly add: “not to each other, obviously,”
lucy feels like her brain is short-circuiting all over again. you can't just say things like that and expect her to function like a normal person. “right….gee, of course not to each other!” she parrots.
you sit up fully now, visibly excited. “but think about it! vault life does mean limited options, right? most people are already making out with their cousins to 'prepare for marriage!” you pull a face, the very idea making you wrinkle your nose in distaste.. “at least this way, we're...helping each other out. as friends!” “as friends,” lucy repeats, as if saying it out loud will make it true. “you…you’re serious?” her voice wavers, and it’s humiliating. god, why couldn’t she just sound normal?
“why not?” you shrug. “it's not like it has to mean anything!”
she wants to tell you it already does. that it's meant something to her for as long as she can remember. that it could never not, when it’s with you.
but instead, she stammers, “i- i don't think-“
“oh, come on!” you tease, your grin widening. “what? are you scared?”
that does it. lucy always had a stubborn streak, and you’ve learned exactly how to poke it.
“i'm not scared,” she insists, sitting up straighter.
“then prove it!”
lucy freezes. the air between you charged with something she doesn’t quite know how to name. every ounce of logic in her brain is screaming bad idea, but it’s drowned out by the overwhelming desire to close the space between you. just this once. ust for the sake of practice.
“this is...for practice,” she says finally, the words shaky, as if she’s reminding herself more than you.
“exactly.” your voice is soft now, steady. reassuring.
she hesitates for a heartbeat longer, her eyes searching yours for any sign that this is some cruel joke, a trap, a mistake. but all she sees is you: familiar and warm and impossibly close. before she can talk herself out of it, lucy leans in.
the kiss is tentative at first, her lips brushing yours with a softness that surprises even her. it’s careful, until you don’t pull away. when you lean into her instead, it deepens. the warmth of your mouth sends a jolt through her entire body, a shiver that starts at the base of her spine and works its way up.
her hands hover uncertainly in the air before finding your shoulders and holding on for dear life. lucy senses you smiling against her lips, and feeling the curve of your mouth against her own sends her poor heart stumbling in her chest. stumbling, then falling. falling deeper than it ever has before.
your lips taste like the chapstick she applied on them earlier, reasoning that they’d been looking a little too dry when -in reality- all she wanted was an excuse to get to see you from up close.
now, that same gloss smears against lucy’s own, leaving the faint taste of cherry in her mouth. she wants to taste of cherry everywhere, overcome with an unexplainable urge to drown in the flavor altogether: a sweet trail drawn slowly along the zipper of her vault jumpsuit. perhaps even lower, after, so that when you’ll come back up to lucy’s mouth, you’ll taste of her instead of cherries and she’ll get a taste of that, too.
when you are the one to pull back first, heat rushes to her cheeks. you're both breathing a little harder, the space between you buzzing with something electric.
“well,” you begin, your tongue darting out to wet those lips. lucy finds herself watching, mesmerized. “that wasn't so bad, was it?”
her heart is pounding so loudly she's sure you can hear it from where you’re sitting. “uh...no. not bad!”
you grin, leaning back on your hands like nothing monumental just happened.
“we're definitely ready for marriage now,” you conclude, teasing.
later that night, after she’s made sure that the doors to her room are locked, lucy slumps down into the comfort of her bed.
her pillow is still crumpled where you sat earlier.
when lucy presses it between her legs, her face in the bedsheets to stifle her sighs, she smells cherries.
the door to lucy’s quarters hisses shut behind you.
lucy stumbles backward, her lips already pressed to yours, her hands fumbling against the curve of your waist to steady herself. the room feels smaller than usual, the bed barely a few feet away.
“just…practice…” she murmurs between kisses, her voice breathless and a little shaky.
“exactly,” you whisper back, your lips brushing hers again before moving to her jaw.
lucy hums in agreement, though the way her hands tighten on your waist as your lips find her neck suggests she’s not really thinking about marriage prep, potential husbands, or the repopulation anymore.
after that first kiss, something shifted between you. something neither of you could explain but could not resist either. what once was supposed to be casual, a vault-sanctioned form of bonding, a way to keep things ‘normal’ in an environment that was anything but had turned into something way more the moment your lips touched hers that night in her quarters. ‘normal’ went out the window then.
it’s become a familiar pattern over the last few weeks: a fleeting glance across the cafeteria, a brush of hands in the halls, a whispered promise to meet later when no one’s around.
not that you ever talked about it. with all the rules in vault 33, the unspoken one between you both was the most important of all: keep it light, keep it safe. you never pushed further than kisses, never ventured beyond the safety of your blue and yellow vault suits. anything else would be too much, too real.
still, it didn’t matter how many rules you set for yourselves; staying away wasn’t an option. not anymore.
lucy’s back hits the edge of the bed, and she lets out a quiet laugh, her cheeks flushed. “we’re getting really good at this,” she teases.
you grin, leaning down to press another kiss to her lips. “we’re dedicated to the craft,”
her laugh softens into a sigh as you pull back slightly and she can’t chase your mouth with hers, your foreheads touching.
“this isn’t weird, right?” she asks suddenly, her voice quieter now.
you tilt your head, brushing your nose against hers and drawing another chuckle from her. “weird?”
“yeah.” lucy swallows. “i mean, we’re best friends. and we’re…”
“practicing,” you finish for her.
“right,” she nods quickly. “practicing!”
you don’t say what you’re both thinking: that this doesn’t feel like what it was supposed to be. that it never did, to begin with.
instead, you kiss her again, slow and deliberate, letting the moment stretch. lucy’s hands finally settle on your waist, pulling you closer as her nerves melt away.
all these weeks of making out under the disguise of practicing for a hypothetical marriage neither of you had ever shown any interest in had been good already. great, even. better than anything else you’ve ever known. which truthfully isn’t that much, but it still counts for something that you’re more than willing for lucy to be your first.
the only inconvenience to your little escapades would come later, after sneaking out of her room: the shameful feeling of your arousal, a stubborn reminder that you could not truly be casual about any of this.
still, leaving lucy’s quarters with your wetness pooling between your legs uncomfortably would always be worth having the little of her that you'd been granted.
perhaps one day, it would actually feel like enough. until then, you'll continue with the familiar pattern you've both fallen into. you'll let her touch you through the way too restrictive fabric and say a little prayer that, one of these days, she will go straight for the zipper instead.
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HELLO! I HAVE AN ESTABLISHED TEEN STANCEST IDEA!
Idk what I would call this but basically, it's "Ford is part of a DD&MD group with a bunch of other asshole losers who basically use Ford for his basement and Stan is the stupid but hot twin brother that the guys all talk made shit about both sexually and bullying wise. Ford is pissed about it."
Basically, Ford is invited into a group at high school with a bunch of other outcast losers who decide to let Ford join because he has a basement they can use to play. They used the play at another guys house but their mom kicked them out after they broke one of her coffee tables wrestling over a dice roll. Ford, for the first time, finally has a group of guys that he could call his friends. These "friends" are assholes. They're comic book snobs and misogynistic white knights and anti-deodorant wearing teenager boys. Think incel but less "I want to kill women" and more "I am smarter than everyone here due to my impressive and ultra rare card binder and everyone else is a poser if you don't know this trivia fact!" But none the less, Ford is accepted into the fold. He's able to actually play the game, or at least, be DM, which he doesn't mind! In fact, he likes being in charge. He's still a little shy but he's slowly cracking out of his shell, being less cagey and more open with jabbing back at the others taunts and even being able to continue the flow of conversation effortlessly. He's able to be nerdly aggressive where his threats, his taunts, his nerdy accomplishments that aren't academic are recognized and envied over. It kind of works for the group and Ford is happy.
Except for one thing.
They all have a thing for Stanley.
And Ford hates that they have a thing for Stanley.
Stanley is perfectly happy with Ford having a friend group, especially one that lets him nerd out to the max. He usually doesn't bother them when they're over, either because he doesn't want to be around that much nerdiness or because the smell shuns him away. But this doesn't mean he hasn't gone down there before.
The first time he went down there, it was to tell Ford that Ma wanted him to take a look at the telephone before he went to bed. She thinks one of the wires is loose again and he might need to fix it. Ford says he will and Stan leaves. That's when the comments start up.
They start jaunting about his wit, asking Ford what it's like to have a dumb jock for a brother. Ford defends Stan, saying he's more than just a dumb jock. In fact, he's not really a jock at all, he just likes boxing. But it doesn't stop the conversation. They start sharing stories about Stans exploits around school, whether it be one of his infamous fights with the Cramplter gang or him being so atrociously stupid in class that the teacher walked out. It finally breaks off once someone rolls a Nat 20 and the campaign continues.
But it doesn't stop completely.
Every time Stanly comes down for something, either to tell Ford something, bring the group snacks that their Ma made for them (swiping one for himself), grabbing something for his Pa to sell, or really anything, the group always starts talking about Stanley. And it makes Ford blood boil. He'll defend him alright, and he'll make their campaign a fucking nightmare for everything they've said, but he's scared to really do something. This is the first friend group he's ever had and he doesn't wanna lose it, even though something in him tells him that he'd be better off without them talking shit about Stanley every time he comes down.
Then the faithful day happens when Stan comes down after a shower, no shirt on, hair wet, wearing a part of dolphin shorts as it's the middle of summer. He's down there grabbing a drink from Ford's DD&MD group snack tray. They took the last of the Pit Cola and he'd be damned if he didn't get one. So he does and leaves without really saying anything, unaware of the eyes staring at him all the way.
Ford braces himself for the onslaught of his brother but nothing. The group continues the game like nothing happened. And Ford is excited because maybe they've finally gotten it together, seen that Stan really isn't just those things, he is so much more. He's kind hearted and compassionate, he's artistic and business smart, he's hands on and crafty, he's strong and hunky and good looking and so so sexy and - Ford has to shake his head. Now is not the time to get a boner.
Ford's Ma calls him in the middle of the game for something and he has to leave them for a second. When he comes back and over hears the group talking about Stan but it's not about how stupid he looks - it's about how slutty he is. He stops on the stairs and listens in.
He hears them make incredibly inappropriate remarks about his brother, about what he must look like on his knees, wishing that they put the drinks on the ground so he would have to bend all the way over in those shorts to get it, that if it weren't for his body, he'd be a waste of air. They joke about having sex with them, calling him slurs, doing things to him that Ford knows first hand Stan does not like to do. They talk about his chub, how they mock him for being fat, but hey, at least he has nice tits. They go on and on about it, unaware of the simmering Ford up the stairs. After hearing enough, Ford finally comes down, making them all unaware that he had been listening in on them for 10 minutes.
That session becomes the hardest, most brutal session, where Ford successfully kills all of their characters off. The guys get pissed at Ford, saying he did that shit on purpose, and Ford answers back that they're lucky it was only their characters he killed off and not the real people behind them, especially after those comments. They get into a fight, the guys saying that Ford shouldn't be wasting his time defending a stupid whore like Stanley, he'd only leave and hold back Ford. Ford finally snaps when one the guys mentions how easy it would be to get with Stanley, no matter what.
Ford ends up fist fighting the guys, beating the shit out of each other, breaking and ruining their game, destroying their papers and character sheets and models. His Pa ends up coming down stairs after hearing the commotion and kicks the guys out, telling them they aren't welcome back until they can pay for the broken table. They scramble and Ford is given a talking to about picking better people to hangout with and to clean up the mess.
Ford goes down stairs to find Stan already down there, going over the mess, still in his shorts and no shirt. Ford, still high on adrenaline, runs smack dab into Stanley, pushing him up against the wall and making out with him. Stan has no idea what spurred him on though he does have an inkling. He pushes Ford back just enough to ask him about the fight, seeing how Ford does have bruises on his knuckles.
Ford tells him it wasn't important, that they weren't all that much fun anyway, he'd rather spend his time with Stanley anyway. Stanley doesn't protest too much, and they end up having sex in the basement before cleaning up the mess.
Later that night, Ford does properly take Stan to bed, making love to him and showering him in praise and acceptance. Stan lets him.
He knew going down their in those shorts would cause a stir, he just didn't know it would go so far into his favor.
#stancest#teen stancest#i LOVE THIS IDEA#ford being friends with assholes where stan is the hot stupid brother#theres so much more to this than just this scenerio#i could see it going as far as one of them making a move on stan and ford defending him because no#theyre assholes and they stink and theyre dd&md collection is trash anyway#all while trying to tell these guys to fuck off#hes fighting with himself to not show too much attraction toard his brother to give away their relationship#stans just happy to being getting the attention and princess treatment#but dont worry#he only has eyes on ford and he lets him know that periodically
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I was thinking of skincare which turned into crafts which turned into Thieves’ Den. Here are my headcanons
- tons of street stalls where demons sell food or handmade crafts, like with makeshift tables. At the end of the day they just fold it up and go home
- markets are everywhere on the ground, so how do people get around when it’s crowded? easy, the air. (that’s why shuriken and katana have grapples, and slingshot has his air jordans) (I know they don’t live in TD but it’s helpful for if they ever visit)
- you know the cat island from the movie A Whisker Away? that’s what I imagine the populated areas of TD to look like. they turn the treetops into living spaces!! so there’s more room on the ground for their little makeshift shops!!
- they also experience floods a lot so having high ground is good
- places like darkage cliffs would be somewhere with less vegetation so there’s more space for actual buildings
- their sense of community is really strong in populated areas. a lot of playful bickering and banter that makes it noisy as hell, especially at night when the markets are at full swing
- this absolutely means that if you’re new around town and someone decides to be nice and help you out, a giant group will suddenly appear and crush you with hospitality
- this also means if someone is causing a disturbance, half the town will descend upon them to enact justice
- there are many historical sites around the faction, ranging from trees who’ve been alive for a thousand years to ancient palaces
- their skincare products are probably the best of the regions (with blackrock in second) because the ingredient plants are like high quality. or something idk anything about how skincare is made
- the thieves’ den trio are the most concerned with how they look of all the phighters, I might make a separate ask dedicated to them because I think this is getting too long
- they probably have something similar to the chinese zodiacs, and there’s a yearly big celebration connected to them
— 🪐💥 anon
"Oh this is gold. I love this sm. I'm snatching those if you don't mind =3c"
#phighting headcanons#phighting!#headcanon#phighting#◇ mod sianachkit ◇#🪐💥 anon#katana phighting#slingshot phighting#shuriken phighting
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Wjydiajsoahdkahs Im bored. And i wanted to make a Telemachus AU but idk what. And then it hit me
Manwhore telemachus AU but make it his defense mechanism
Now now hear me out-
We all know the suitors picked on him. And in my Canon atleast, he's considered an equal reservation of both his father and mother. And we all know that being gay was okay in ancient greece right?
And the suitors (in this AU atleast) sometimes makes explicit comments about him too. And in this AU, what if Telemachus decided "fuck it. If it keeps my mother safe then fuck it all!" And used their lust to his advantage.
Like imagine this, Telemachus x literally anybody but its all part of his plan. Sure Athena thought it was... Dirty, but atleast it worked really good to his favor. I mean yall if he played the cards right could make Antinous stop trying to pick on him and his mother by promising another night lol
Now little wolf would either happen and around Antinous, OR it wouldnt even happen. But instead changed to a song probably titled "plan of a corwardly prince" that entails all details of what Telemachus would do to keep his mother safe from the hands of the suitors. And perhaps, a touch of how much he power he realized he had by playing with lust.
And maybe on his diplomatic mission, when they don't seem to cooperate he can use other ways yknow *wink wink* imagine him talking about his acquantence in his journey going like
"Oh Peisisarus? He's a good person. Really easy to sway of you know what i mean. Amazing sword to be completely honest"
Or maybe this is "manwhore" no mercy AU. Where, when those he's bedding is high on pleasure he would hit them hard untill they pass out or something, tie em up, and with shakey legs, trow them into his basement and lock em off.
Cant be bad to assert dominance by topping them while theyre tied up, besides, theyve tried worse on him. right?
I really dk what Im gonna do about this. Comment what Yall think plz idk what Im supposed to do
#telemachus#epic#epic the musical#i regret nothing#manwhore au but its Telemachus ig#i was high on soup making this#just a thought#me being silly#the suitors#we hate them#anyways *que to Telemachus manwhoring his way through diplomacy idk*#there are two wolves inside me#there are other ways#if Telemachus pulled a circe#idk how to tag this#idk man#idk what im doing#idk
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Now tell me the gay montriputro story please🙃🙃
KSKSJDJDHD NOW IT'S TIME FOR MY ANOTHER FAVOURITE TALE MUAHAHAHAHAHA
Ok so this story is actually so cute I wanted to retell it in my own ways someday... (nvm im too lazy to get going with anything) and this story's characters also had no names so I thought “hmm since I'm already planning to retell this why not give them brand new names....”
You might have (or might not have) seen me making some random gay doodlings and showing them to @igotadigbickandureadthatwrong [the uponkor ones lol...] and sometimes I sent one or two pictures from the og book to @randomx123 too ig..?
So this story has 4 main characters... (Well that's what I consider but you can consider 3...) And for the love of god non of them had a fucking name (and a fucking side character had a name 💀🤌) That's why the names I allotted to them are...
Dun dun dun...
Im revealing them in the narration lol...
Tagging people whom I want to share this crazy story with @randomx123 @jeahreading @krishna-priyatama @no-idea-where-i-am-lost @foreignink @igotadigbickandureadthatwrong @ishaaron-ishaaron-me @stxrrynxghts @desigurlie @crystraniqelle @priestessofuniverse @dwarpharini @shubhadeep385 @hydestudixs @dreamer-in-sleep @aru-loves-krishnaxarjuna @livingtheparadoxlife @groovycynicalcheesecake
Trigger warnings: bitchass people, unfortunately those bitchass people don't die well in this story... sigh, infanticide, homoerotic friendship, divine intervention, snakes, snake dying, snake coming out of nose, turning into stone, talking birds and swearings
So in the starting of the story we are told about this rajkumar Upendro (yes I named him) and his verryyy verryyy verryyyy close “friend” the montriputro Shonkor 🗿 (I named him too yeahhh)
They are such good “friends” they can't even spend a day without eachother. They grew up together and do everything together eat sleep roaming around. They are literally the do dil ek jaan kinda “friends”. It's a hot topic how close these two are with eachother...
Their “friendship” is so deep Shonkor sometimes falls asleep in Upendro's room and nobody gives a flying fuck about it... Not Even the king. 💀🤌
(Me interviewing the maids of the palace*
Maids: ohh then they fell asleep together, such good friends I mean...
Me: 💀💀🗿✨ yup... Very good friends... 💀✨)
.....
So whatever back to actually plot
One day Upendro is like
Upendro: yk... I feel like going on some adventures...
Upendro: roaming around the kingdoms... Seeing new things..
Upendro: just you and me...
Shonkor: ...
Shonkor: ok
So yeah, they decided they'd go do Dora the explorer shit in the wild and went away. Just the two of them on their horses and didn't take any men or soldiers with them. 💀
And they roamed around here and there in different kingdoms and places, like those discovery channel dudes.
.....
One day after travelling for long enough they are in a forest and it's getting late. And they come across a BEAUTIFUL lake and it got really clear water like glass.
So our boyfriends besties decides “yeah let's spend the night near this lake on that banyan tree nearby”
And they tie their horses at the bottom and then get some water from the lake for hath mukh dhona and drinking and climbs the tree to sleep on it (I have no idea what they were planning to do on those branches or if it's even possible to sleep on branches 💀🤌)
.......
Now after sometimes a lot of light literally blinds them, like there's too much brightness like my mom's phone screen all over the forest and they are both like o.O trying to figure out where the light came from
And their eyes fall at the lake and they see a bigass snake coming out of it, and it has a BIG mani on it's head (hehehehehehd nag mani lessgoo) which is the source of all the blinding light.
So they see the snake crawling out of the pond and into the forest and under the tree. Snake bbg puts the nagmani down from it's head and below the tree (idk how that even happened considering it has no hands or anything 💀💀)
And then the snake eats up those two pookie horses (MY SHYALAAAAAA NO MY SHYALAAAA 😭😭) and goes away deeper into the forest 🗿🗿 blud didn't even try to climb the tree bruhh
So now Upendro and Shonkor are like 💀💀 because one wtf is that giantass snake and two their horses are gone 😭😭 (I just really love horses ok!!)
So Shonkor my ultimate gadha climbs down the tree to look at the mani and he just fucking covers that stone with the horse saddle for some weird reasons idfk 💀🤌 and then climbs back next to his boifren
......
So snake dude?dudette? idk comes back after sometime and when it couldn't find it's mani it just makes all those growling sounds like crying and all. Then it fucking dies. 💀 In dispression. 💀 Because it lost it's stone. 💀 (Ykw mood 🗿 I'd die too if I lost my favourite stone)
So now Shonkor and Upendro stays awake the entire night on the tree scared shitless 🌝 because yeah obviously you don't wanna end up in a anaconda's stomach even if you know it's ded. Like take no chances my boys.
So next morning early in the dawn they come down from the tree and Shonkor picks up the mani from those hiddings to wash it in the lake (why's he always doing the labour Upendro you hypocrite bitch)
And as soon as the mani touches the water it again starts to glowwwwwww ( read it in the you make me glow tune) and they notices a literal PALACE under the lake 💀💀
And they are like “GURL DAMN WHAT”
......
So these gayass bitches decides they wanna know what's in tha palace (like no thoughts of self preservation or safety or anything... 💀🤌 dumbasses)
And they go under the lake and yeah surprise surprise they can breath under water because of the mani 🗿
So whatever... they get under water in that palace and it's really gorgeous and big and a lot of stuff are there like trees and fruits they never heard of, flowers with sweet smells, and ofcourse lots of gemstone and stuff and as expected NO ONE fucking no one's in that palace 💀🤌
So they get inside the palace (bro that's trespassing where's your poribar's shikkha??) And starts to search all the rooms like some local chor because bruhh 💀
......
Then they suddenly hear some very feminine crying sounds coming from one of the rooms, and ofcourse they are like o.O and go to see what's wrong and comes across the room where the sound is coming from
Inside they see a gorgeous maiden sitting on the GOLDEN bed and sobbing like her world ended (which yeah it did)
And she hears to footsteps and looks up to see those two randomass dude standing there like🧍And she's like
Bbg cutie: who are you all? 😭
Bbg cutie: why are you here? 😭
Bbg cutie: go away or the snek will eat you 😭
Bbg cutie: it already ate my mom dad siblings and everyone in this palace 😭
Bbg cutie: only I'm alive now (because of unknown reasons) 😭
Bbg cutie: so go away before you become the 3 course 5 star meal for the snake... 😭😭
So Shonkor is like
Shonkor: girl dw that snek is ded, we killed it :D (where dude? It died from grief stop lying idiot)
Shonkor: see see the mani from its head :D
And he shows her the mani (also Upendro you bitch why tf are you just standing and doing nothing you kamchor lyadkhor harami)
[Ohhh btw I named my bbg Kumudini just because 🗿🗿🗿]
So now
Kumudini: umm ok... But who tf ARE you??
Shonkor: ummm I'm Shonkor... You? (Well in the og tale he just says he's montriputro but since I gave him a name he's saying his name ok)
Kumudini: I'm the princess of this place Kumudini 🥹🤌
Kumudini: will you two go away from here 🥺 (goshhh she's so pookie I love her soo much ahhhhh)
Shonkor: no no! We're here to stay ofcourse :D
Kumudini: omgg yayyy welcome you all will be as comfortable as possible here :D
[I love how Upendro is just standing there like 🧍 while these two chat like he's such a dumb and introverted gadha... I love him so much lmao]
......
So they start to stay in that patal palace (that's how that place is described ok it's said to be patal... cool ig?)
And ig in those days Upendro and Kumudini have their Kuch Kuch Hota Hai moments cuz Shonkor then one days tells her Upendro wants to marry her 💀🤌
(Lmao imagine the conversation that went between our cookie Shonkor and his adopted introvert Upendro...
Upendro: bhai 🌝
Shonkor:
Upendro: setting karwa de 🌝
Shonkor:
Upendro: plj 🌝
Shonkor:
Shonkor: ok 💀
Upendro: yaayy ilysm 🥹)
And unsurprisingly Kumudini agrees to marry him cuz ofcourse duhh they are in looveee~ 💀
So they get married in that place (idk how they got a purohit tho... Ig allrounder Shonkor became the purohit... Or they simply married without a purohit which is also not at all wrong)
......
Now after somedays Upendro starts to feel homesick because they have been away from there kingdom for SO LONG
So Upendro tells Shonkor that they should go back home but Shonkor is like
Shonkor: yaaa you're right. But idt you two should go like this....
Upendro: wot? woi?
Shonkor: cuz you both are newly married 🗿
He basically tells them both to stay at the patal palace and enjoy their honeymoon while he goes back to their kingdom to get the king daddy to come and fetch them, since Upendro's the prince and he just got married so that would be appropriate.
And so Upendro and Kumudini agrees, while Shonkor tells them bye bye and sets off for home. (Sighh... Things you do for your homoerotic friendship huh)
......
So now Kumudini and Upendro are spending their days well and good in that patal palace.
BUT one day Kumudini was getting really bored in the afternoon while Upendro was giving a mosher moto ghum (this bitch also likes bhat ghum my brother in maa Durga ufff 🫂🥹🗿✨)
And she looks at the nagmani kept close by and wonders how the upside world looks like cuz she had NEVER been there in her entire life (you need a guide for your first trip bbg don't do it alone pls)
So she decides “yeah nothing bad will happen I'll just go and come back before hubby wakes up...” and takes the mani to get out of that lake and wonder around the forest :p 💀✨
And she goes around admiring the things and all yk typical snow white behaviour, and it makes her really excited and happy because she's seeing all those for the first time in her life.
Then she comes back to the patal palace before Upendro could wake up and acts all normal and happy 🌝 telling him nothing (because more gele ke dekhche what's safety what's precautions???)
......
So this shit continues for some days, everyday she goes up and wonders like Dora the explorer during the afternoon and then comes back before Upendro can wake up from his moron ghum and she pretends everything is normal. 🗿🗿
BUT how can they live in peace right? Some crazy shit is bound to happen...
So one day as she was sitting by the lake and just playing with the water like the pookie cookie she is, that kingdom's bitchass rajkumar (the kingdom in whose area that forest falls) was out hunting with some of his equally bitchass friends and they come across the lake and banyan tree. (There's a buri mohila near the tree too, keep that in mind, it will be important to the plot later)
The rajkumar (I'm not naming him I'd just call him bitchass rajkumar) sees Kumudini only once and Kumudini get's scared and just jumps back in the lake and goes back to the palace.
And now dude is like shocked pikachu face because tf happened and he falls back down unconscious because of how GORGEOUS Kumudini is.... 💀🗿 (i mean I would too 🗿)
.....
This side Kumudini got REALLY scared so she stopped going out of the lake for some days and just spends her days in patal palace like normal, not wanting to get caught roaming by some randomass men (see everyone is scared of unknown men)
And on the other hand, over there bitchass rajkumar's sakha gang are like “yoo dude wtf happened??” and they worry for him but all dude could say is “where did she go?? where did she go??” 💀💀💀
So they are like “beta pagla hoye gache” and they take him back to the palace to his father the king. And in a few days bro becomes absolutely bedridden and mad only ever saying “where did she go?? where did she go” 💀🤌
.....
Now king dude is like “wtf gotta save my baby boy” and he does what any typical king does when no raj vaidya works... And makes the announcement that whoever can cure the rajkumar and decode who's “she” that person will get half the kingdom and the hand in marriage with his daughter the rajkumari 🗿💀✨
And now nobody fucking knows what to do because who IS “she”??? So nobody is able to save rajkumar and the king dude is getting frustrated...
THAT'S WHEN the buri mohila from before randomly appears claiming she knows how to cure the rajkumar and who “she” really is...
But ofc nobody believes her not even the king (cuz she got a rastar pagol type er chhele who's called Fokir and everyone thinks she's also pagol like her son) 💀💀💀
But she insists and says she will do it she'd just need a lake side view hut and a bunch of soldiers to help her. And if she succeeds her son must get that half kingdom and the princess' (king dude's daughter not Kumudini don't confuse) hand in marriage... (I first thought she was gonna ask to get married to the princess herself 💀🤌)
So king dude is like yeah what's there to lose? And agrees to her thinking the buri mohila can't do shit.
......
Then she gets the lake view hut and soldiers and starts to stay there starring at the lake all day.
Now this side after many days Kumudini finally gets the courage to go back outside and gets out of the lake to sit near it. 💀✨
NOW as soon as she's out in the wild sitting and playing around with the water, that old hag approaches her... And pretends to be friendly telling her not to be scared and anything and dumb dumb blorbo Kumudini agrees and tells her who she is saying she's the patal puri rajkonna and stuff showing her the nagmani.
The buri mohila pretends to be curious and asks to see the mani taking it in her hand and as soon as Kumudini gives it to her like a bokach*** she tells the hidden soldiers to come out and basically kidnap Kumudini 💀💀💀 (that's why you should trust NO ONE in an unknown place)
.....
They kidnap her and take her back to the palace while she's crying and begging them to let her go (too much traumatizing shit goes on in this story trust me)
And the buri is like “dw girl you'll be fine here the rajkumar just wants to see you”
So in the palace they call the half mad depressed bitchass rajkumar who's still murmuring “where did she go?? where did she go??” and as soon as he sees Kumudini he's like
Bitchass rajkumar: THAT'S HER THAT'S HER THAT'S THE MAIDEN I SAW BACK THEN
Kumudini: just lemme go plssss 😭😭🙏
Bitchass rajkumar not even listening to her: you're so gorgeous ahhh I wanna marry you 🥹
Kumudini, trying to save herself: ummm umm I- I can't marry for six months I'm doing a vrat 😭
Bitchass rajkumar: okk bbg I can wait for you for eternity what's six months to that 😩✨✋
(💀💀 that's legit a line from the book ok... 💀 And as much as I like the flirting romantic line he just said he's still a big long smelly piece of shit so I hate him)
......
And now back to patal palace, Upendro wakes up and is in deep depression cuz Kumudini is missing and even the mani that enables them all to get out and inside of lake is missing so he can't even go search for her.
He's literally in pieces, crying himself to madness in that lonely palace (ok yeah bro really loves his wife sigh... I just love him so much)
So now six months are going by and Kumudini is still kept hostage in that bitchass palace.
And this side Shonkor had returned to the lake side after months with those delegation party men and is waiting for Upendro and Kumudini to come out of the lake on the given date and time. But for obvious reasons non of them does that but who's gonna tell that to my baby boy sigh... 💀🤌
So he and the men he brought wait for them for some days camping in the lake side 🗿✨
......
But then one day he sees some randomass man of that kingdom going by and he asks
Shonkor: yoo dude why is there so much noice in this kingdom?? Is some festival going on?? (Cuz dude's been hearing shanai er awaj for the past days)
Dude: donchu know?? The rajkumar of this kingdom is getting married to the beautiful patal puri rajkonna...
Shonkor: .....
Shonkor: ohhh
(YEAH THOSE FUCKERS ARE FORCING MY GIRL TO GET MARRIED CUZ SIX MONTHS ARE ABOUT TO BE OVER)
And now Shonkor is like.... Damn something sus is going on and decides he'd go and investigate further cuz wtf?!?!
.....
So he goes to the city and just stays as a guest to a randomass brahmin's family to get more info
Shonkor: umm so... I heard the rajkumar is getting married to some patal puri rajkonna... Where did he find her??? 💀
Brahmin dude: ohhh yeah thats a really long story so atleast a year ago.... *tells the entire tale of bitchass rajkumar becoming depressed and muttering “where did she go??” and then buri mohila bringing Kumudini and etc etc*
Shonkor, internally fs: 💀💀💀💀 FUCK- GOTTA SAVE MAH GURL-
Shonkor: ohh umm achha... Ummm
Shonkor: so... Uhhh did the king get his daughter married to that buri mohila's son Fokir as promised...??
Brahmin dude: lmao nahhh that dude is a rastar pagol ahh person idt the king would keep his promise LOL
Shonkor: ahhh damn... How does he looks anyway??
Bhola bhala brahmin dude: hmmmm tbh he looks kinda like you... Just a little more mad and dirty and he roams around in torn clothes and all
Shonkor: ohhhh achha achha well thank you ʘ‿ʘ
......
So next day Shonkor is like dress up bitches ✨🗿💀 and find some chhera fata clothes and becomes Fokir 🗿 cuz ofc he's THE FRIEND IN NEED IS A FRIEND INDEED personified (he's my shona mona chader kona frrr ahhh)
And then he goes to that psycho bitchass buri's house during the evening cuz well buri must have cataract at that age and won't be able to tell properly if it's her son or some randomass dude 💀
So he goes infront of the buri's house and starts to 🕺🕺🕺✨ .... Yes... Dance 🗿🔥
Psycho buri: yoo Fokir you home??
Disguised Shonkor: ..hmm 💀
Psycho buri, rambling on: where tf do you stay you dumbass
Psycho buri: do you even have any idea I fixed your marriage with the rajkonna???
Psycho buri: you'll marry her right??
Disguised Shonkor: ..hmm 💀💀
And then she drags him inside not even knowing that it's not her son because well... As I said it's evening and she got cataract fs
Psycho buri: do you even know how I fixed your marriage??
Disguised Shonkor: 💀💀 ....no...
Pyscho buri: ok so listen...
And she PROUDLY tells him how she kidnapped an innocent maiden just like that and practically held her hostage so that people can force her in a marriage without her consent 🤡🤡 and then shows him that mani which she kept with her all this time
Shonkor internally: BITCH I WANNA BEAT YOU UP YOU HORRIBLE FUCKING WOMAN- 🥰🔪⚡🔥👹💀✨ (this is legit in the book ok)
Shonkor internally: gotta somehow.. anyhow get that mani out of your hands asap and save my bestie and return back to my boyfriend...
Psycho buri: ykww.... Fokir... You keep this mani with yourself... AND DON'T LOSE IT!
Disguised Shonkor: o.O ok... 💀
Psycho buri: now lessgo to the palace and meet that patal puri rajkonna
Disguised Shonkor: ...hmm
......
So she dresses him up in somewhat bhalo jama kapor and takes him to the palace, where the king dude does some khatir jotno 💀🤌 cuz yeah Fokir is gonna be his ghor jamai afterall... (like bro how tf did this bitch of a man even agreed to get his daughter married to a rastar pagol typa guy?? 😭 I hate him so much)
So whatever now Disguised Shonkor looks here and there and when the buri asks what's wrong. He does some ishara to that buri to say “where is Kumudini” and she goes “ohh yeah lets go see her” and takes him the chambers she's kept locked in.
They go by the gaurds who look at them like 🤨 but still lets them go cuz yeah one's a madman another's a buri mohila what can they do...
.....
Inside the chamber Kumudini bbg is still crying because ofcourse she would be
Psycho buri: ahh girll why do you keep crying?? You will literally marry the rajkumar he'd be such a nice husband...
Shonkor, internally: BITCH HOW'D YOU EVEN KNOW WHY MY PHUL JAISI LADKI IS CRYING YOU'RE THE REASON FOR THIS 🥰👹👺🔥🔪💀
So after sometimes buri mohila was like “lesgo home now” but disguised Shonkor refused to go anywhere and just shaked his head.
Buri was like “yeah if this bitch said no then I can not convince him, I'll just let him stay and hangout with Kumudini then...”
So she left and Fokir looking Shonkor stayed in the room with Kumudini who's still depressed and crying and what not.
.......
So late at night when everyone has already retired to sleep and all
Disguised Shonkor: yoo bestie can you recognise me???
Kumudini: wha- *looking closely* OHHH
then she just breaks down in more tears out of relief ig...
Kumudini: TAKE ME OUT OF HERE BY TONIGHT PLS PLS PLS BESTIE PLS 😭🙏
Shonkor, covering her mouth: shhh don't say that
Shonkor: dw da'lin I've found you now and I will get you out I promise 🥹🤌
Kumudini: okk bestie 🥹🥹
......
Now Disguised Shonkor keeps roaming around the place and doing his ✨🕺dance🕺✨ in front of the gaurd who suspect nothing cause he's a madman and he goes in and out of the palace quite a few time to gain their trust.
THEN when he's sure they will let him do anything he wants, he gets to Kumudini and tells her to dress as a man and then he takes her and they both escape from that hellhole 🗿🗿✨ (boi is so smart)
And they FINALLY get to the patal palace under the lake and see that Upendro is literally on the verge of his n'th mental breakdown.
Seeing his boyfriend and wife returning like that Upendro is like o.O And then Kumudini again starts to cry
Kumudini: I'M SORRY I WENT UP WITHOUT INFORMING AND ALL THIS HAPPENED WAHHHH 😭😭😭
Upendro: IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT THO WAHH 😭😭😭
Shonkor, awkward thirdwheeling most probably: ..... 🌝
Upendro: broooo you're my ultimate broooo come here 😭😭😭
And then they HUG 🗿✨ (and kiss ig)
.....
So now they all decide that “yeah let's get back home” (Upendro's kingdom) so they get out of that lake but to their surprise and horror all the people Shonkor brought to fetch them left lmao (like I wouldn't be waiting so long for them either) 💀💀
So they all get disappointed and starts to walk on their own like dumb bitches but obviously gets tired after quite some times so they decide they'd spend the night in that forest under a bigass tree.
......
Now under the tree as Upendro and Kumudini falls asleep and Shonkor is... Idk what he's doing he's just awake for some reasons ig... He hears two birds talking (bengoma bengomi reference yooo ahhh)
Husband birdy: yo wifey yk that montriputro Shonkor did so much to save the rajkonna and rajkumar but it's of no use...
Wife birdy: wot? why??
H. birdy: yeah see so when the king would send elephants and horses to fetch his son and daughter-in-law...
H. birdy: Upendro will fall down while climbing the elephant and die
W. birdy: 💀 what if someone doesn't let him climb the elephant??
H. birdy: ohh he'll be saved then
H. birdy: but then once at the kingdom, the shingho daar of the palace will fall on his head and he'll die
W. birdy: 💀💀 what if he doesn't goes from under the gate??
H. birdy: he will be saved but...
H. birdy: when he sits to eat at the feast, the fish bones from the machher matha would get stuck in his throat and he'd die
W. birdy: 💀💀💀 ...what if he doesn't eats the machher matha??
H. birdy: ohh he'll be saved then
H. birdy: but at night when he'll be sleeping next to Kumudini
H. birdy: a snake will come out of her nose and bite him and he'll die
W. birdy: 💀💀💀💀 what if someone kills the snake before it can bite Upendro??
H. birdy: then he will be saved...
H. birdy: BUT that person can't speak these words to anyone else or they'll become a stone statue
W. birdy: 💀💀💀💀💀 YO WTF
W. birdy: then is there no way to save that person???
H. birdy: yeah there is...
H. birdy: when Kumudini will give birth to her first born child
H. birdy: that first born child must be cut in half and it's blood must be poured on the statue for that person to again become a human
W. birdy: 💀💀💀💀💀💀
.......
So yeah Shonkor listens to those birdies for the entire night 💀💀💀💀 and goes “DAMN GOTTA SAVE MY MAN-” because obviously he's the greatest “friend” ever
Now in the morning Upendro and Kumudini wakes up and they all again start their lalala journey back to the kingdom. 💀
But comes across the king's send men on their way and they are all glad and then Upendro tries to climb the elephant
And Shonkor stops him 🗿
Shonkor: bestie lemme ride the elephant once pls 🥹
Upendro: ...
Upendro: ok :)
Upendro feels a little weird that Shonkor would ask something so out of the blue but lets him take the elephant ride anyway cuz anything for his boyfriend and Shonkor literally saved his and his wife's ass just recently. 🗿🗿✨🤌
.....
They get back to the kingdom, Upendro on the horse and Shonkor on the elephant (and Kumudini was in the palki ig I forgot lol)
But now when time came to cross the shingho daar
Shonkor: bestie pls break the door na 🥺
Upendro: 💀💀💀
Upendro: ok
Upendro starts to get a little annoyed but complies with everything Shonkor is asking cuz same reasons he can't deny his boyfriend, especially after he did so much.
So now they are all happy and everything coming back home and blah blah
But the same thing happens while they were eating, Shonkor notices that his boyfriend is served with that bigass rui machher matha and he's like
Shonkor: lemme eat that machher matha bestieee 🥺
Upendro: uhhhh
Shonkor: yaayyy thanks :3
Atp Upendro had started to get irritated cuz wtf is this son of a bitch (respectfully) doing.... Just because he saved their lives doesn't mean he owns them 💀💀💀🤌 but he still keeps quiet in the public to not cause any chaos.
......
Later time comes and Shonkor is like “ok bye darling I'm going home :D” (ufsos wo kabhi ho na saka...) but Upendro is still angry and he pretty much ignores his boyfriend... glad that he's finally going home 💀🥹🤌
BUT BUT BUT my sweet child of heavens Shonkor didn't went to his home... INSTEAD he literally went to Upendro's bedroom in secret and hid under the bed 💀💀💀
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Yeah....
So now later Upendro and Kumudini comes to the room and it's said they fall asleep after yk talking and stuff... But we all know that's not what happened right? 🗿💀 (Don't tell me I'm the only dirty minded bitch here I swear-)
......
Once Both Upendro and Kumudini are finally asleep, Shonkor crawls out from under the bed and stands at the corner with his sword like 🧍🤺
Then by midnight he notices some thread like stuff coming out of Kumudini's nose and he gets ready as that stuff slowly becomes a poisonous snek.
As soon as the snek tries to get close to Upendro and bite him, Shonkor is like 🗡️🐍🩸☠️ and kills it. But it's blood splashes all over Kumudini 💀🤌
So this dumbass bitch is like “yeah ykw it would be rude to let her sleep with blood on her face I should maybe clean it.."
BUT while he was trying to wipe of her face, Kumudini startled woke up and started to scream, which in term woke up Upendro 💀🤌
....
AS SOON AS Upendro is awake he's angry as fuck and starts to cuss at Shonkor 💀✨
Shonkor: pls don't misunderstand me lemme explain
Upendro: omg leave it Ik how you are
Upendro: you disgusting p.o.s
Shonkor: babe listen-
Upendro: I don't wanna listen
Shonkor: bestie I did it to save YOU
Upendro: SAVE ME? Save me from what? Stop lying
Shonkor: I- I can't say that I'll turn into stone
Upendro: idfc just tell me or I won't believe you EVER
Shonkor: you won't even believe even after I told I'll turn into stone.... 🥺😭😔
Shonkor: ....ok listen then.... 😔
.....
So now Shonkor starts to narrate whatever he heard from those birdies and both Upendro and Kumudini listens to him intently
By the time he told them about the elephant incident both his legs are stone, but Upendro insisted he continues... And by the time he's done telling till the machher matha incident he's all stone till his neck
Shonkor: you still wanna listen why I was in your room??
Upendro: yeah ofcourse duh I NEED to know the entire thing...
(I mean he got a point 💀 BUT DUDE YOUR BOYFRIEND IS TURNING INTO A STONE STATUE BRUH)
Shonkor: ok then 😔
Shonkor: BUT remember if you even want to turn me back... You will need to sacrifice your first born child and drench the statue in it's blood..
Shonkor: now listen....
And he tells them the entire thing and yeah... He's a stone statue now 🗿
Upendro and Kumudini now notices the cut up snake on the floor and they are like “damn buddy was telling the truth...” 💀💀
.....
So they both keep Shonkor's statue at a corner in their room from then on...
And soon Kumudini becomes preggo and in an year gives birth to a beautiful baby boy (whom I named Mukundo btw.... :D)
And then both of them are solemnly sitting in their room as Upendro takes little baby Mukundo in his arms and raises his sword AND- yeah... I ain't saying that.... 💀
The blood splashes all over Shonkor and in an instance he's back to normal.
......
The first thing Shonkor sees as he opens his eyes is Kumudini CRYING, SOBBING, SCREAMING IN DESPAIR and Upendro trying to comfort her through his own tears 💀💀
And Shonkor is now is despair and trauma because it's all because of him their baby is dead because of him.
He picks up Mukundo in a piece of cloth and RUNS to his own home, because he remembered his WIFE was a great devotee of maa Durga and perhaps she could help him... (YES YOU PEOPLE ALL THESE WHILE THIS MAN THIS DUDE THIS FUCKER WAS FUCKING MARRIED AND I WAS SHOOK)
But as he reached his home, he didn't knew what to do, so he ties the cloth which had Mukundo in it to the banyan tree in his backyard and goes inside trying to pretend everything is normal 💀🤌 (arre amar gadha reee)
.....
His wife (I named her Jogodomba hehe) is happy that he's back after so much time and it's all going good and well. But soon she starts to notice that something's wrong with her husband (fuck of Shonkor that' my wife, my woman, the love of my life 🗿🗿)
He'd sit quietly all day lost in thoughts and look really guilty and scared and sad and everything.
Jogodomba: hey... what's wrong...
Shonkor: ....nothing....
And she tries to ask him many times for the past days but when she sees nothings working she goes to the mondir to consult maa Durga (all problem one solution maa 🗿🗿✨✨)
Jogodomba: maa maa he's so weird these days he looks so sad and idk something is definitely wrong with that dude of mine... 💀🤌
Maa Durga: hmm I see... Go ask him tonight what's wrong and tell me tomorrow
Jogodomba: okk (◕ᴗ◕✿)
.....
So FINALLY that night Shonkor at last tells bbg what's the matter as he have a emotional breakdown crying and all and Jogodomba goes to maa Durga the next day and tells everything to her 🗿
Maa Durga: ohh I see ok yeah bring the baby to me I'll revive him :D
And so Shonkor runs back to the tree and brings Mukundo and hands him over to Jogodomba who as soon as puts him near maa Durga's feet is back to being alive and well 🗿✨ (Joy Maa Durga 🙏✨🗿)
So now Shonkor runs back to the palace with Mukundo and hands him over to Kumudini and Upendro who are all SUPER GLAD to have their baby back alive and healthy
And Upendro hugs Shonkor crying saying how much of a great “friend” he is and how grateful he'd be to Shonkor for the rest of his life (I bet they kissed)
And happily even after Ig...? (Jogodomba is mine tho-)
.......
SOOO THAT'S IT. Amar kotha ti furalo note gach ti muralo....
And I'm so sorry these took sooo fucking long to post 😭🤌 I had been so stressed and busy this week trying to cope with school and shit that I got zero time to type and everything 😭😭
But here's it! The story that I wanted to retell... Hopefully... One day... 🥹🤌 But idk if that will ever happen LOL
So now coming to why I named my characters what I named them...
Shonkor and Upendro: well... They are inspired by Harihar 🗿✨ and their “we are the same we can't live without eachother we are eachother's heart” propaganda 🗿🤌 lol.... As I was once telling @igotadigbickandureadthatwrong
Kumudini: well... Kumudini means lotus so... Lotus = Kamala, hence Kumudini = Kamala/Lakshmi so Upendro's wife being her made sense to me... 💀🤌 Also because she's from patal in the story and that was also another iconic thing that matched with Lakshmi hahahaha
Jogodomba: well duhh obviously because she got that ✨special✨ connection with Maa Durga as we saw 🗿✨ and her husband is named fucking Shonkor so it only made sense right??? 🗿💅✨
(I am such a genius no?) so I got my own Shri-Hari-Har-Uma Quad now hahaha 💅✨
Also because Shonkor Jogodomba and Upendro were names that sounded bangali enough so I choose them specifically... Kumudini well.. since she's patalnivasini she is a little different then the rest ig...
Yaaa that's it LOL I hope y'all enjoyed it :D and lemme know how you liked it :))))
P.S. this silly doodle I made of Upendro and Shonkor one day hehe
#shaku tells stories#shaku does commentary#thakumar jhuli#rupkothar golpo#banglablr#bengali stories#bengali literature#bengali girl#bengaliblr#stories#desiblr#desi tumblr#shaku answers#uponkor#upendro x shonkor#kumudini x upendro#harihar ref#shonkor#upendro#jogodomba#kumudini#shonkor x jogodomba
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Idk this may be one of my last posts on Tumblr but I know that DNIs have been talked about in the nonhuman community before and one thing that I don't really see being discussed is how DNIs can be used to further divide the community. A lot of us have very rare or uncommon species types (I know I do) and for some of us, it can be very difficult to find others like us. So let's say you do find someone else of your species, but either you're on their DNI or they're on yours, and you decide to block them. Any potential community that could've been had is now lost.
Now, obviously, nuance is important. It does make perfect sense to not want certain people interacting with you, racists, sexists, etc. so if someone of your own species has bigoted opinions, block them, but at the same time, nobody identifies as a racist or a sexist and if they did, they're aren't gonna give a fuck about you. And DNIs aren't boundaries. You telling other people what to do on the internet is not a boundary, and breaking a DNI is not a world-ending crime. It's your job to moderate your own internet experience. Screeching at strangers and expecting them to do it for you is asinine.
But for the things that don't matter at all to this community like shipping discourse, "which queer labels are valid" discourse, and especially syscourse, do you really want to limit your own community, especially if your species type is rare? I made that mistake once and regretted it.
Now I should probably point out that I technically have a DNI (which I've been meaning to rephrase for a while now but you know) pretty much listing the two types of people this blog doesn't cater to. Misanthropes because I'm human and don't necessarily like that ideology and r@dqueers because I don't identify with them or their community. Will rephrasing it at this point actually matter since I'm planning on leaving? I don't know
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I can't stop thinking about making a witch Cleo and familiar Etho au. It's consuming my entire life and I can't even remember when the idea first started in my head.
I've decided to give in and actually think about it a little bit. I think Cleo would kind of have her Witch SMP design, but I prefer the idea of them specialising in necromancy over time just because of the whole zombie thing. I also feel like it would have an overall urban witch vibe? I haven't really decided what kind of magic they would use - maybe a little bit of everything, like potions, runes, spells, everything. Maybe they're still learning? Idk.
I don't really know how the whole familiar thing would work, but I like the idea of Etho being able to shapeshift from human to fox (probably arctic or albino, haven't decided yet). Might even give him a furry form just for fun, who knows. I also want it to be a mutual thing, like a symbiotic relationship instead of the weird, servant familiar stuff I sometimes see. Just two besties doing magic together.
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hi I'm here regarding your tags: Cara's terminal illness? He's not having a good time with it but the presence of his rash means he's in secondary stage, which comes prior to latent, asymptomatic phase. The vast majority of people who suffer from syphilis don't actually live long enough for any other reason to EVER hit the tertiary stage which causes death. I think it's safe to say Caracalla's immune system is weak as all hell and he probably won't be that lucky, but he has the best part of his infection ahead - the part where it stops existing, sometimes for decades, before coming back with a vengeance. In theory, if he made it through the fevers and the rest of all that is going wrong with him in the time we get to know him, eventually, it would ease up. For years.
Also, without Macrinus - Geta was actually coming to learn to play the crowds. He listened to Lucilla when Lucilla chose mercy for Lucius against their rhino rider. He hesitates to make the call to the archers - despite all of his rage and hurt - when Lucius refuses to execute Acacius on command. Without Macrinus egging him on, he was hearing the crowd. Despite everything.
This is such a cope but it's also all true. They had hope. They're so goddamn young, but they were going through their hard lessons, and at least one of them was learning. The other one needed bed rest and antibiotics.
Oh - the terminal part I tagged that mostly cause I saw someone else who tagged it the same way and saw that syphilis could possibly get to a worst stage which I knew you could treat with antibiotics nowadays but wasn't entirely sure what happened back then when that wasn't really a thing.. (though I'll admit that I should've done a bit more of a search before that because I don't have a very in depth knowledge of how syphilis works and didn't know how long syphilis takes to get to the terminal point) - and honestly I'm still kinda learning a lot about their characters, which is why I honestly adore your posts though I do still always feel quite awkward/bad whenever I mischaracterise them cause they're genuinely such wonderful characters and I think sometimes I'm a bit too caught up with what they were in the films (manipulated and therefore not rlly having a great time...) and I don't give enough time to think about what they could've been had things gone different ways such as if Geta had had a chance to continue to grow as a person/emperor without Macrinus messing around in the background (though I was mostly basing that tag off of the fact that on the night of Geta's death people were really starting to riot and I didn't think enough about the fact that those rioters don't even get in that night cause like the next day Caracalla has a chance to announce the new consuls and eventually continue with the games and stuff - so my brain decided to just hand me a scenario that wasn't even all that canon compliant in the first place).
Idk if I'm actually getting my thoughts down as much as I'd like bc it's a little late for me rn but
Thank u for this tho bc I much prefer when someone tells me when I'm off then they just let me be cause I hate it when I accidentally mischaracterise a character esp if I'm fond of them 😭
#asks#gladiator 2#gladiator ii#thnx for explaining some of this stuff to me btw - i rlly don't want to mischaracterise them 😭#emperor geta#emperor caracalla
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Alright, I think it's time to admit to myself that I don't like to travel. The pressure to do stuff and see a place while having almost unlimited options and no skill at deciding what I want to do day by day means I kinda just shut down.
#i'm in seattle on an impromptu trip#I've been here for about six hours and I kind of just want to go home#idk I don't really like deciding what to do#a mood strikes me and I do it#if no mood strikes me I just hang out at home#forcing myself to choose something makes me anxious and unhappy#also in these six hours I have seen more open air drug usage than i do in a week in pdx#a bus driver was an absolute asshole to me for no reason#and a woman on the bus was literally doing drugs next to me#so yeah not having a great first impression
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I tried but not very hard to see what the anniversary date was, and i decided to just prepare myself for the 16th or the 18th... it was the former. so, as always, but this time truly by accident... happy belated 17th birthday Black Butler!! I truly hope this year is amazing for us.
this year, I decided to use an idea I had wanted to try for a while but I never thought I would be able to pull off. and I still probably couldn't in the best way.... but regardless, here is a made up last chapter scenario.
you can also see this comic on webtoon here. whatever your fancy, if you please :>
#I don't know if this thing makes any sense or if it means anything at all. or if it looks like anything actually carefully put together#but hey it was nice! so I hope it brings a little bit of pleasant feelings... or terrible ones idk#i was going a page a day fully intending to finish by the 13th the latest but yeaaa things came up. but whatever this is the last day that#I'm in america until some months later so it's still a special day for me! so it still counts. and also do specifics really matter so much#at this point#sadly while I wasn't rushed this time I did intend to use the remaining days i had to revise the visuals framing and diologue. so I'm not#100% confident. but c'est la vie#kuroshitsuji#black butler#kuroshitsuji fanart#fanart#sebastian michaelis#ciel phantomhive#digital art#and... I would be absolutely lying if I didn't try to put just a little bit of dadbastian undertones in there. it's what I do#but I think it's up for interpration. after I decided that I was gonna draw in my own style instead of trying to replicate yana's(as fun as#that would be) i decided to go crazy
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so uh funny story guys. i lost interest in anime men
#sabs posts!#took me a while to figure out why i stopped writing#turns out it's not writing i lost interest in#but the men i write about LMFAO#idk i've been growing out of it for a while#i guess it finally settled in#i don't really know what to do with this information now#a couple months back i couldn't imagine going w/o tumblr for a day lol#and now it's like whatever#i'll make an official post on what i decide to do in a bit#but for now here's an update on the guy i was talking to#i uhhh ghosted him#cuz he's hot but has no personality#and i don't wanna talk to someone who i'm not really into#oh well#anyways#see ya guys soon#edit: also what r these boop things
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Hello hello!!! Guess what. Yokai art dump below the cut!! So cool and shiny wow
Its true, I do >u<
I'll try and section these and give the usual explanations below! Image ID for more drawing specific inksplanation.
Click for full image! Since a lotta these are weirdly shaped they were cut off....augh...
McKraken and Maddiman related doodlesssss they're some of my faves <3 i will always love them even if they're not my focus characters atm (well. McKraken kinda is rn but also Babblong so YAY)
Misc. Yokai and ocs! The frog is Kerosque, the guy w the swirly pompadour thing is Swiss, and the monkey is Romono (although he's a Regretevator OC from FOREVER ago, he's still my son <33)
SWISS STUFF RAUGHHHH ! inconsistent style will be APPARENT here try not to notice shuhhhhhgh
Height for main yokai in my AU/on Casp's team! (In the anime it's just primary summons then wwwww)
Some yokai practice/design hcs bc my friend asked!! I was so happy to share 🤭 LOVE YOU CHERCHERRRR
Some of my little guys once more! Rawry' prob one of my faves yokai to draw, easy and fun to do show-accurate or stylized.
OCSSSSSS. AND BADDINYAN. MY EVIL CAT <3333 the guy next to the frog in the middle is an oc idea but idk for what yet =▽=
AUGH. THERES AN IMAGE LIMIT? Well in case you're wondering it's 30....post the rest after I get tomorrow's doodles. See you then and thank you for looking at and reading about my arts!
#Also this is me just rambling now but like where would I be without commas and parenthesis? I love using them#...as I'm sure you've noticed. But that jusy proves my point!!!#I've been so insane about drawing recently like I will sit down and fill a page or so withing like 30 minutes bc I get bored#(Idk how much that I'd in retrospect but per my usual rate that's a Lot!!)#I've been using Swiss bc I wanna decide what to do with him in the AU after Event...#I also project onto him a lot bc some of his personality really reflects my younger self#Although very traditional my mother raised me rather androgynous in terms of typical child stuff. I got to hang with boy and girl stuff so#Swiss has a few aspects of when i hadent (and admittedly still havent) really gotten past my pride or fear in favor of#Oh i don't know#Making friends??? Not being unintentionally or intentionally a jerk?#Fun little fact; it's not really that Swiss is a picky eater#But rather he has some Problems.....#Like that he's really puntable/j#Caspian has tried to have him answer. Anything without lying but unfortunately he just Does That Sometimes#Sometimes it's not even on purpose. Odd but it happens!#Anyways. I could go on and on but it's almost midnight over here....I really am.like Babblong jajaja ○u○#□ yolo watch 2!#yokai watch#●posts from yomakai#yo kai watch#I'll just tag those with at least 3 appearances methinks#Aswell as ocs bc I flatter myself!!#Caspian ykw#Swiss ykw#Kerosque#Fuwhirl#McKraken#Dr Maddiman#Baddinyan#Casanuva
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