#idk sometimes you really just want to be a Very Informed BITCH about your special interest &apparently for me reddit is the place to do that

[sharkieboi]

*makes first few comments on reddit and the poster is immediately argumentative about interpretation of media/literature so you double down on telling them they’re stupid*

[mengyao]

writing ask meme: 3 &/or 30?

3. What are some tropes or details that you think are very characteristic of your fics?

i've always felt that my writing is very identifiable, embarrassingly so. this isn't necessarily a bad thing--i like to think my stuff has? personality??

but specifically… i love "unexpected tenderness" type stuff between characters who have a fraught dynamic and either aren't expecting tenderness from the other person or are going against their own ~better judgment~ to offer it. i eat that shit up.

other ingredients of the cocktail i would consider the Bloodletter Special:

class dynamics… sometimes this is more obvious than others but yanno

characters having gender (in some way or another, regardless of whether they're trans) but specifically having gender as a facet of broader questions of self-definition or agency… i just find it really compelling TT

sex before feelings and/or characters having sex while denying that they have feelings

Weird (But Enjoyable) Intimacy As Catalyst For Emotional Journeys… this may be related to the previous two bullet points or it may not be.

subpoint of above: i do make a point to write more explicit content than i otherwise would when i'm writing about characters having gender because i'm trying to be the change re: boring or personally unappealing trends in the trans(/etc) fic porn that's common to find on ao3… but also i just think it's an interesting lens for a lot of different aspects of character. Porn As Character Study yk. but yes i do have a self-inflicted mission to convince people that you can indeed write fic porn about trans characters that is a) sincerely horny [rather than being so wrapped up in Not Getting Things Wrong that it feels... detached?] and b) distinguishable from bad a/b/o (sorry to be a bitch. but.) obvi it's also a matter of personal taste and i'm sure there are people who hate my trans fic porn and they are so valid. however i will not stop writing it because i find it fun and can do what i want

dark humour… these days i think my stuff gets more comedic the heavier the subject matter gets (though this is also hard to gauge because idk if things i consider funny ping as funny to a reader other than myself)

i Will tell you where every scene is set. you Will be informed of this. usually in more detail than is necessary. (i've been actively trying to resist doing this while writing my most recent HX fic, because one of my tenets of writing he xuan POV is to not describe physical/material details to add colour to the scene unless i want the reader to be noticing that he xuan is thinking about a given thing, or it's necessary to understand what's going on. it takes A LOT of willpower on my part!)

characters getting angry… i just really like (justified) conflict. the girls are fighting!

people having baths and/or playing with each other's hair. i literally get embarrassed over how often i write this into things but does it stop me? absolutely not

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter?

i rarely stay in my comfort zone for larger projects tbh. i crave novelty and a challenge B)

the most recent example is definitely panting like a dog at the edge of your bed because i've never written anything that's about sexual violence in such an overt way (even though it's also about other things…). part of my brain still haunted by the spectral voices of various ex friends was convinced that i'd get a bunch of people vagueing me in bad faith over it (probably without even reading it), and the fact that that..didn't…happen…. is reassuring lol. so i guess the takeaway is that most people paying any level of attention to my small fry ao3 profile are not going to do weird discourse at me at the drop of a hat and i can calm down (this is not the first time i've had a similar mental dialogue with myself over various topics and i doubt it will be the last)

[aggressiveguitarnoises]

HIIIIIII thank you for the tag very appreciated :3

1) Last cry?

yesterday, but i just woke up so. we'll see lmao

2) any kids?

nope, doubt i will have any

3) Do you sarcasm a lot?

surprisingly not as much as i think i do

4) Play any sports?

did taekwondo but dropped it, also did basketball, tennis and dances long time ago, would LOVE to do volleyball tho (WHAT IVE BEEN WANTING TO DO THIS WHOLE TIME LMAOOO)

5) first thing you notice about people

facial features, hair, body language, clothes

6) eye color?

grey

7) Scary movies or happy endings?

uhhhhhhh both it really depends on the movie i dont have a preference for an ending

8) special talents?

...i have no idea,, keeping my eyes open underwater? (pool tho sea is horrible)

also magically winning games even if i suck

9) Where were you born?

ukraine<3

10) What are your hobbies?

art(both my main focus and hobby ig), listening to music, playing guitar, gaming, working out, baking, sometimes sewing

11) Do you have pets?

indeed i do, one dog that we adopted and one cat that adopted us herself LMAO (street cats for u)

12) How tall are you?

165cm

13) Favorite subject in school?

oof. idk if i can pick.

currently i think its media studies. i really love analysing stuff and seeing all the effort and thought process the company and author went through and how an audience receives it. its both easy but also informational and i learned a lot of new stuff since i started doing media, it has helped a lot and is very fun. the people hate the teacher but i get her, shes strict cuz she wants work done and is strict about rules cuz she unfortunately has to, but even then shes literally chill, just obviously won't accept u being 15 minutes late everyday lmao??? why call her a bitch over it

14)Dream job?

oof again too many. technically art restoration and conservator which i am currently striving for, but other ones that if i had a good opportunity for, that i would consider would prob be a confectioner, a make-up artist (be it special effects or more artistic) or... for some reason a bartender LMAOOOO

no pressure tags : @sugazmoonlight @topaztimes @lost-in-the-cosmos-vast and anyone else who wants to<3

When did you last cry? yesterday, I reread a sad fanfic and it ruined me once again

Do you have kids? no but I aspire to being the cool lesbian aunt (my family may be a teeny bit 'phobic)

Do you use sarcasm a lot? noooooo I wouldn never

What sports do you play? I Do Not (unless walking around town counts)

What's the first thing you notice about people? usually their height, unless I get gender envy from them in which case that

What's your eye color? gray with golden flecks, looks blue sometimes green sometimes gray sometimes

Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings!! except I also love good angst, so

Special talents? procrastinating on all my work and then finishing it in 0.003546 minutes right at the end (I'm doing it right now!)

Where were you born? USA (appalachia), I love and hate it here

What are your hobbies? video games, cooking (sometimes), game dev, 3d art, being unhinged on twt about tragic cannibal lesbians

Do you have pets? no

How tall are you? way too (6ft + a couple in)

Favorite subject in school? I was "a joy to teach" in most of my math classes

Dream job? I dream of not having a job! but if given unlimited free time I would make 3d art & video games & shitposts & maybe the odd short film. basically I must create things

uhhhhh @painterlad71 @shaka6331 @torkmatic if you wanna

[mojjisxng]

hi! idk if req are open but can i request an nct 127 reaction where their idol s/o is maybe on the same variety show as them? :) ty!

here you go <33

i haven’t written for nct in sooooo long, so this feels good. i hope you guys enjoy this :D

this is just nct 127 acting like five year olds in front of the cameras, all because of their gorgeous s/o. i did get a little carried away with haechan’s, especially with making him into a huge menace (affectionate) <33

reaction under the cut

taeil

oh lord, i just know that he’d be nervously laughing, which makes things slightly awkward, but absolutely hilarious for the audience. the hosts are just thinking ‘wtf is up with him’, while you, his members and your members are trying not to giggle at how flustered he is that you’re both on the same show together. nctzens just make tons of comments like ‘taeil isn’t making his feelings for y/n totally obvious or anything 👀💀’, and ‘he looks like he’s about to pass out wtf.’

johnny

johnny would be all up in your personal space, if you had to do any physical activities. let’s just say you miraculously got paired up together and he had to guide you to a specific place while you’re blindfolded, best believe that he would be basically back hugging you the whole time. you two would be giggling together and acting all cute, making it totally obvious that there’s something going on between you both. fans would definitely trend something like ‘#johnny gets bitches?’ 💀💀

taeyong

at first, everything is going smoothly, and you’d think that taeyong is just going to act like a normal human for the duration of filming. that is until one of the hosts picks up on your boyfriend’s sneaky glances of you, and then he shrivels up into a blushing, stuttering mess. “what’s so interesting about y/n huh?” all of the blood rushes to the poor man’s face, “n-nothing, i mean w-what are you talking about?!?!” 👀👀…and it was all going so so well.

yuta

now yuta would actually manage to act like a functional human being. the filming would go very smoothly on his part. he would answer any questions he was asked, take part in all the activities and interact very well with you and the rest of your group. the only tell-tale sign that anything was going on between you two, would be the myriad of compliments that he would throw your way. “wow y/n did amazing in that last challenge, they’re such a fast runner and they still look stunning afterwards.” starting to look a lil sus there yuta.

doyoung

we would all like to think that doyoung is another sensible man for the most part. however, sometimes he won’t even look your way because he thinks the fans will catch onto the fact that you’re dating, yet this just makes him look so awkward. everyone is just thinking ‘wtf’, while you’re sat there facepalming. the paranoid look does not look good on doyoung, mans is sweating and acting shifty asl. the comments are definitely things like ‘my guy is fighting for his life out there.’ if anyone tries to criticise you on the show though, he is the first one to jump in and defend you.

jaehyun

i think that jaehyun would try to act composed like yuta, and he would succeed at the beginning of the filming process, but it would gradually descend into him giggling to himself just because you’re also on the variety show with him. he would honestly start behaving like a naughty school child, making him look a little insane. jaehyun would be thinking something like ‘omg i know some things about y/n that all these people don’t hehehe. *internal gasp* I’M SPECIAL.’ meanwhile, everyone is so concerned with how he’s acting, but no one says a thing. nctzens make some of the funniest looking clips go viral and caption them stuff like ‘he was either going through a high fever, or he was literally just high.’

jungwoo

throughout the variety show, jungwoo spills so much information about you, honestly not giving a fuck about what anyone thinks. when the hosts ask how he knows so much about you in those patronisingly teasing voices, he just answers “well we’re *smirks at you* really close so i have loads of stories about them, and of course…i’M tHeIr BiGgEsT fAAAAn!!!!” the embarrassment that flows through you, from head to toe, is unbearable, which is why you decide to have your own fun. you tell almost every embarrassing story you can think of about jungwoo. the variety show has now turned into a battle of humiliation…good luck, you’ll need it.

mark

let me introduce you to giggling five year old #2, a.k.a mark lee. every single time he catches your eye, he bursts out into fits of giggles, but no one questions it because 1. if they’re the members, they know about you and mark, and 2. literally everyone is used to mark laughing at anything and everything. the thing is, you’re exactly the same as mark, so the pair of you are crying with laughter in the corner, completely immobilised by your own idiocy, while everyone else is doing the tasks and interviews. but ermmmm at least you two are happy.

haechan

bestie, i’ll be honest with you, this is a tough time for you, not haechan, just you. that’s because this man will do anything to tease you and make you blush…at this point he’ll probably make you pass out from embarrassment. he’ll make a huge show of it too, flouncing about and making theatrical gestures, when telling the most embarrassing stories about you. “and then *flails is arms everywhere* they TRIPPED, in front of who you ask?!?!?!?! LEE SOOMAN HIMSELF!!!!!!!” *pretends to faint, very dramatically*. haechan will also not hesitate to straight up smack a massive smooch right on your cheek in front of the cameras, revelling in the shocked look on your face and the way you want the ground to swallow you up. he will get his ass beat by you and all of the nct management team after filming. what can i say…stay safe soldier 🧍‍♀️

[fleabaqs]

TIPS FOR WRITING LATINOS FOR DUMMIES! 

because y’all can’t seem to get anything right.

under the cut you will find a lot of useful (maybe) information when writing latino characters. please consider leaving a like/reblog if you find this useful.

                                                      FIRST OF:

yes, karen, we will call you gringo. that’s not on the table, that’s not a discussion. all latinos use the word gringo, and if you say it’s a racist slur ONE MORE TIME, i swear you will regret it, filha da puta.

                                                                   SECOND:

NOT ALL LATINOS SPEAK SPANISH!! i know, crazy, right??? brazilians speaks PORTUGUESE, yes PORTUGUESE!!! bitch

yes, portuguese and spanish are really similar, but don’t write the “even though i speak only spanish/portuguese i can understand spanish/portuguese” depending on the country/state you’re born, you CAN’T. so just avoid that. 

if you’re character/fc was born in united states, they probably won’t be considered latino in latin america. PERIOD. that’s not up for discussion either. 

if your character/fc was born in latin america, he ISN’T going to be considered a person of colour if they have white skin. take for example the family from one day at a time. in usa they can be talking about racism and everything, but in latin america you only suffer racism if you have clearly black/asian descent. plus: if you’re white and you decided to shit rules into racism in latin america (at least in brazil) you’ll probably get beaten up. not a joke. and as a white latina, i support that.

WHY are you all so lazy? If you wanna write ANY character, from ANY country that is not yours = YOU SEARCH INFO ABOUT THAT COUNTRY!! i swear your hand is not going to fall of! im taking as example my country, if you wanna write a brazilian, search about the states! a cearense and a gaúcho are TOTALLY different!!! a carioca and paulista are totally different even tho rio de janeiro and são paulo are so close. DECIDE the country, the area, the state and city of your character!

moving on from geography: other types of stereotypes!! NOT ALL LATINA MOMS ARE CRAZY AND CONSERVATIVES! some are pretty chill! really… there are moms who won’t go crazy about anything. so don’t be afraid to write a mom that is okay with their child going out at night, being LGBT or being pro choice. okay???

okay, but why aren’t you using the word “latine”? most latino community are against this word. shocking, right? everyone has their reasons why they don’t like it, my case is because my family is really poor/my grandparents didn’t go to school and everything and as much as they would respect and understand non binary people, they would not be able to use it. not even my mom, who is a teacher, is able to use it. she respects their existence, but they gotta respect other people existence too. my family is one of the lucky ones, there are people in worse conditions. when using the word latine, UNDERSTAND the background of the character! 

ASIANS LATINOS EXISTS!! my god, this is a hard one. i never see asian latino representation in unitedstaten midia. like, what’s that about? they don’t have to choose between their ethnicities!! now shut up, karen

we DON’T call unitedstatens americans, or united states america! i don’t know what happened in their education system, but they really gotta understand america is a fucking continent with more than 30 countries. you’re not special, desgraçados parasitas do caralho

if i see one more latino drug dealer and latina sex symbol, IM GONNA KILL A GRINGO!! that’s not all we are!

we will get offended if you say we are from a country we are not, after we already said our country. i know it’s hard for you to memorize more than five countries, but i gonna be cheering for you!

most latinos hate, or at least dislike, our colonizers. in brazil, we make jokes about portuguese people all the time and we will ask for the gold they stole from us at any given opportunity. so when writing a latino character, know who colonized their country.

latinos are clean. i know this may sound a little off for non latinos, but our sense of personal hygiene is really important. again, this variates from country to country, but in brazil we are thought that we should brush our teeths after every meal (at least 4 times a day), and that we should shower EVERY day. no, no, don’t come with that unitedstaten shit about showering only when you exercise, or that during summer going to the pool is showering BECAUSE IT’S NOT, THAT’S FUCKING DISGUSTING HIJA DE PUTA. if your character has access to clear water and personal hygiene products, he will do this kind of things.

just... read abou that country you wanna write. here goes some ideias: *country* traditional food, *country* sports, *country* music (in this one, learn how to say the language of the country in the language of the country. example: don’t search “portuguese songs”, search instead for músicas brasilieiras. don’t search for “mexican songs” search for canciones mexicanas.), *country* books/writers, *language of the country* basic phrases! ]

latin america is part of three americas! america is devided in three. north america = mexico, and the other two; central america = cuba, costa rica, etc; south america = brazil, chile, etc. DON’T go to my ask to say “oH mExIcO iS nOt NoRtH aMeRiCa” because i swear i’ll track you down and shove a atlas down your throat!

latin america is not just tropical vibes, dumb bitch!! we have snow too! this is fucking brazil.  and this is argENTINA! 

just remember these facts when writing brazilians: brazil is the second country with the biggest japanese community, second country out of germany with more germans, and get this!! brazil has more lebaneses than lebanon.

latino accent when is speaking english is not just lydia from odaat. it changes. 

english is second or third or fourth (and so it goes) language for latinos. keep in mind that mistakes are made. and most latinos (myself included) love their accent!! we want you to listen to our voice and ask where we’re from, and that gets to: 

WE ARE COCKY! yes, we are very cocky about our culture, get over it! 

most latinos cried/got really happy when parasite won the oscar. now you ask me, why are you writing this on a guide on how to write fucking latinos??? well, my dudes, latinos are tired of imperialism. just that. don’t write a character that worships usa culture (can we call hamburguers and coke culture, my ladies? I DONT THINK SO), even if they moved to usa. “it’s also important to remember that the american dream is sold to all of us, since forever.”

i guess this is it??? just, talk to a latino and ask “is this correct?” when in doubt. we are indeed very energetic and we talk loud and a lot, but we don’t bite. writing us is difficult, you’ll probably get something wrong. but if we see that you did basic research, we will get really happy about it. bye, gringos!

edit 001: this link and this link are great! use them.

edit 002: any fc can be latino! ANY FC CAN BE LATINO! fun fact: the brazilian passport is one of the most expensive ones, because anyone can pass as brazilian. anyone can be latino! wong yukhei? big brazilian energy! madison beer? can be latina. ester expósito? latina. kim taeyeon? I HEAR THE LATINA DRUMS!! idk, kj apa? can be latino too! 

not all latinos are good dancers and not all latin dances are salsa. check “#latinodancecheck” on tiktok, if you have one. 

there are differences between spanish speaking surnames and brazilian ones. first of: the number of surnames changes with the country. second: spanish speaking countries surnames end in “ez”, while brazilian surnames end in “es”. examples: rodriguez, rodrigues; lópez, lopes; hernandez, fernandes; martinez, martins. but sometimes, we exchange surnames. you can find a brazilian with the surname “gonzalez” instead of gonçalves, if their family comes from a spanish speaking country.

this ask sent by the lovely anon! 

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #399

“i was raised by the devil’s own kin, taught me that a good time was never a sin”

Do you like wine? NOOOOOOO that shit is gross. Explain the grossest thing that's ever happened to you? Having an infected pilonidal cyst drained. Would you rather go on holiday somewhere warm or somewhere cold? Cold, for sure. What would be your ideal pet? I reeeeaaaally want a very visibly sunset morph ball python one day. The really pretty ones are expensive as fuck, but omg, I want one so badly. What was the last book you were required to read for school? The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood. It was fantastic. Would you chew somebody else's gum? EW FUCK NO. What was the last type of meat you ate? Chicken. How old were you when you had your first kiss? 16. At what age would you allow your kids to dye their hair? Whenever they wanted, as long as a professional did it. Which fast food place do you eat at the most? Probably McDonald's. Bats are not spooky or are they? I adore bats. Do you like the song "Womanizer?" Unabashedly, yes, haha. I love the beat and it's really catchy. Do you know how to change a tire? Nope. How big is your backyard? Very small. What is your favorite Nintendo 64 game? I've actually never played a Nintendo 64. If you want children, what are some of your reasons for wanting them? I don't want any. Does a career in finance sound interesting to you? Absolutely not. When you cook a dish that has beans in it, do you prefer to use canned or dry beans? I. HATE. Beans. What’s something that makes absolutely zero sense to you? Those that deny the existence of dinosaurs. Fossils don't lie. Do you like strawberry shortcake? No. What’s your favorite dessert? That's so hard, but probably cheesecake. What’s the last you got out of the freezer? Vanilla ice cream. Do you know anybody who is ambidextrous? Sara. Have you ever been 4-wheeling? Yes. Will you be attending any weddings in the near future? No. If you have glasses, have you ever smashed them? No. What was the last thing you got a really good deal on? My APAP mask. Insurance covered it way more than even the women in the office were used to so had to look into it. Insurance has been nice to me lately, from TMS to this. What was the last reason you took medicine? I had a massive headache. Any important birthdays coming up? My older sister's was today, and her eldest daughter's is in two days. Mark's birthday is the 28th, and that's like a holiday in my book lmao. What colour are your headphones? These earplugs are pink. How do you express your creativity? I mostly write RP and rarely poems. I also like to draw sometimes, and I'm big into photography. Gypsies or gnomes? Gypsies. Dragons or fairies? Dragons are my favorite mythological creatures. Elves or pixies? Elves. Where is your favourite place to get breakfast? Maybe Cracker Barrel? Or Waffle House. What was the first sport you learned how to play? I want to say soccer. I hated it. Nickname you’re called the most? "Britt" is the most used. Do you sleep on your stomach? I can't now with my mask. -_- That's how I usually slept. Have you ever been called a bitch? Yes. Would you ever want a super-realistic baby doll? Fuuuuuuuuuck no. I don't like dolls, never mind realistic ones. Ladybugs or bumblebees? Ladybugs. <3 What is the best thing that ever happened to you? My first round of a partial hospitalization program and meeting my psychiatrist. Both that therapy and proper medication is the reason I'm alive. What is something really hurtful someone you love has said to you? That I was an "ungrateful bitch." What Facebook groups have you found the most helpful? One for advanced ball python husbandry. There are some SERIOUS elitists in there, but it does have great information. Did your mom ever own a typewriter? I think she did? We used to have one, so. What would you have your bridesmaids wear? Maybe orange. I want to wear a black dress and get married in the fall, so, Halloween vibes! :') Where do you want to go on your honeymoon? I think Alaska. Do you wear a watch every day? I never do. Have you ever personally been a victim of homophobia? No, thankfully. Not yet, anyway. Do you think you’d be happier if you had a pet? I am much happier with pets. Were you ever hospitalized as a little kid? No. Have you been hurt more by friend break-ups or romantic break-ups? Romantic ones. Who is/was the best friend you have ever had? Sara. Do you own a trenchcoat? No, but I wish. They're badass. Name the hardiest piece of technology you own? My iPod that I've had since middle school. That bitch STILL works, and I use it heavily. Are you currently in a smoking environment? No; people aren't allowed to smoke in our house. Have you ever owned a tire swing? No. Does anyone you know own a bird that can talk? My old friend Alex did. I don't know if I can call her my "friend" anymore because I haven't seen or heard from her in well over a year at the bare minimum. Do you ever not speak to someone because you’re afraid you’ll annoy them? STORY OF MY LIFE. Is there any drama going on in your circle of friends? No. But I don't really have a "circle" of friends to begin with. Have you ever lost your luggage at an airport? No. Have you ever been on a rollercoaster that actually scared you? I don't go on rollercoasters. If given the opportunity, would you act in a commercial? No. Do you believe in finders keepers in most situations? No. How many pills do you currently take a day? Ugh... Now keep in mind this number encompasses medications that I just have to take a larger dose of that particular med; I don't take this number of different prescriptions. AS a whole though, I take uhhh. Somewhere around nine or ten in the morning, and six at night. I might be off about my morning pills. What do you take medication for? Bipolarity and depression, anxiety, OCD, severe heartburn, even more intense nightmares, uhhh... maybe I'm forgetting others? Idk, man. I'm on too many. Have you ever had a bag stolen? No. What class from high school did you love the most? Art. What class did you hate the most? Economics. If you don’t have a car, do you wish you did? Not at this very moment, because it'd be useless as I don't currently drive. Have you ever had a job you loved? Nope. What, if anything, do you substitute for fries? I just eat normal fries when they're offered. Have you ever been in a building that was on fire? No. Have you ever written a poem for someone? At least twice. Have you been best friends with someone of a different race? Yes. Who’s the last person who cussed you out in anger? I think only my grandmother has done that. Who is the person you are closest to that you’ve meet online? Sara. Have you friended your parents on FB? Mom, yes, while Dad doesn't have one. What do you absolutely have to have to make your birthday feel special? My family. Mice or roaches? I love mice, but roaches creep me out. Have you ever received a gift and truly did not know what it was? Yes. A family friend is good at that. Is there anyone whose grave you visit? No. Do you like being in pictures? NO. Do you travel a lot? Not at all. Have you ever eaten a dog treat? No. I've eaten a guinea pig treat though, haha. And it wasn't awful. Have you ever wanted to get drunk and get your mind off everything? Yes, but turns out my alcohol tolerance is too high while only liking weak alcohol to begin with. Have you played cards recently? No. Is there a certain song you like to headbang to? I don't do that, I'd get way too dizzy, and besides, I don't want a headache. Anything you might be giving up on soon? I've been wondering if I should (for the most part) abandon human photography. I've lost so much passion for it, and besides, I feel like I'm going nowhere with it. I know I really, really shouldn't, though. Have you ever captured a moth? I put a caterpillar in one of those little plastic habitats once as a kid that grew into a moth. I then released it, of course. When was the last time you changed your picture on Facebook? It's been months. Do you have a really fat cat? No, he's healthy. Do your initials spell a word? No. Have you ever made a business card for yourself? No. Did you love playing hide and seek as a kid? Yes, that was my favorite! Are there any recipes you have memorized? No. Do you know your multiplication times tables? No. Do your parents allow you to have your privacy? Yes. Have you ever been severely burned? No. Did you ever dream that you had a baby? I've had many, actually. Guess with who. What was the weirdest thing you've ever seen cross the road? I want to say a turkey? Or maybe it was beside the road.

[ziracona]

hi can we pls have some uhhhh 🅱️uentin Smith headcanons, and some killers hcs if you want! I also lowkey hc Jake and Claudette to both be some degree of autistic, I imprint like a baby bird on my fav characters so I hc both Jake AND Quentin to be trans, and Quentin and Meg are ADHD infodump pals. Literally sitting around the cabin taking turns talking about something they love while the other is sitting there... no thoughts... head empty... they r supporting each other

Nice! And Claudette is canonically autistic according to her archives description as far as I can tell, and I’m so glad! You should check out @askthedreamwalker if you’re interested in Quentin art bc their Quentin is trans and they have really nice art! Also u right as hell about Quentin and Meg. He gets v excited and Meg and he can special-interest back and forth for hours One person is pitcher, pouring information into empty pitcher2, then the other takes a turn and pours back into first pitcher. Info dump support friends. Heaven.

And hells yeah, I love son boy! Idk if you mean ILM headcanons or general, so I’m just gonna go with gen. 

Quentin’s got a big sense of justice. Not okay with people getting away with terrible shit, which makes the realms extra unbearable (somewhere in the distance Yui and Tapp are like ‘cheers mate’). Holds people very accountable. Boy is very fair and got upstanding character. Expects people to operate with like bare minimum decency and ain’t about to let that shit go if someone wants to be a bastard. Last person ever to let a killer get a pass for going around murdering people in-realm and would hold them extremely accountable and be v willing to kill one in a fight and view them with disgust and righteous anger, but also be one of the first people willing to forgive a killer if they genuinely reformed, or got thrown to the survivor side by the Entity and actually chose to shape up and proved they meant it. He has a huge sense of justice and righteous anger, but also believes in forgiveness and second chances. (Within reason. If any of the particularly bastard killers like GF or Nightmare or Clown showed up with a completely ooc change of heart they will never have anyway, Quentin would be like “…listen. …There are some things only God can forgive…U gotta take this one to him…and away from me. Forever…”. Boy got those high-quality standards 👌

Used to be kinda high-strung, but then his life was a living hell for so long that he ran out of energy entirely and now he has no choice but to be mostly chill. If he gets a burst of energy, the old excitement power switch flips back on and he is both way more talkative and active, and happier. Unfortunately he is usually so worn out he’s about to drop.

Got a bit of a martyr complex. The fact that literally locking himself in hell with his worst nightmare worked does not help. Feels massive guilt over the fact that the Nightmare is in the realm bc of him, but is still kind of glad bc it means he’s not out there murdering his family. Hates that he feels that way because he thinks it’s kind of wrong. Views being stuck in the realm as sort of penance for having brought Krueger unintentionally. Afraid to tell other people it’s his fault because he’s scared they would never talk to him again, and the idea of losing his friends and complete isolation here is unbearable. Feels guilt over that choice, because he feels like he’s in a way lying to them, and that if they would hate him if they knew the truth, they have a right to. Boy loves his friends hard, but does not trust them to forgive him, or to trust in him, so he’s not always completely honest about not just that but anything he’s struggling with. Very sad dumbass. Suffers alone because he’s afraid to ask for help, and/or does not think he deserves it.

Really loves the other survivors and would do anything he could to protect them. Dies in the majority of his trials because he battles endlessly trying to keep the others from being the ones who die. In a way, he’s trying to make things up to them, but he would absolutely do the same just because he loves them, and did for a long time before he ever figured out Krueger and him being taken was his fault (not that I personally think that’s a fair way for the boy to view it). Optimistic externally, struggling internally. Absolutely refuses, ever, to give up, but is always right on the threshold of having a breakdown. Pushes the others to find a way to escape and tries to give them hope. Takes a lot of shit. Will not fight back much if teased just be like -__- and moves on. Doesn’t let people boss him around though, and will always do what he thinks personally is the right thing. Extremely forgiving. (Except to himself.)  Snark boy if opportunity presents itself. Can I offer you a shot of adrenaline in this trying time boy? the rest of the time.

Gives people the benefit of the doubt. Not a hoe. Would commit to a s/o very dedicatedly. Also not the kind of asshole who would cut down on time w friends when in a relationship. Boy’s love is not a zero sum game. Would die or kill for Laurie. Loves Claudette and learning botany tips from her. Thinks she is pretty and admires her kindness and skill and refusal to let the world change who she is, and wishes he was more like her. Has not told her that. Is a lot more like her in that regard than he thinks he is. Pretty damn good in a fight bc he always gets back up. Determinator. Still in love with Nancy and loyal af. Misses her a lot. Does not open up about himself as much as people think he does. Misses his dad and Nancy and his dead friends a lot, especially Jesse. Doesn’t actually talk about his problems much. Just suffers in silence because he doesn’t think he can ask for help.

Takes his faith seriously. Prays a lot, and struggles with feeling completely abandoned by God, but won’t give up on that either. Tries hard to believe he cares and things will change. Dedicated to trying to make sure that regardless of what his friends believe in, they are okay. Very sad and alone but tries to not think about that. Tries to help friends stay hopeful. Is both baby and badass sass boy in one package. Fight hard, love hard, someday will get to sleep for a whole year. 

If you are nice to him once, will assume that means you are friends now. Genuinely cares deeply for every single survivor at the campfire. Wants to protect people. Constantly suffering bc that’s impossible here. Really just wants everyone to be okay someday, including himself, and simultaneously kind of feels like he no longer deserves to be okay in the end at all. Tries not to think about that. Massive guilt issues. Bottles it up. Loyal as hell. Would die for his friends so much it actively worries them and they’re like “Quentin…please. Quentin-stop—stop. You’ll die again. I swear to god Quentin! I can die this time! Quentin!!! Come back here right now!” But he never comes back. Big sibling energy. Regularly people be like “Damn u could make a pretty fine lil brother out of this” and then they do. He loves so hard. Please be nice to him. He’s always trying so hard and never thinks it’s enough. He works so hard.

Triggers include being grabbed by his hair and jerked around, losing his necklace, the cave, and the Nightmare within 15 feet of someone he loves, so homeboy has just, a lot of bad days. Is playing a fun game called ‘I will absorb trauma forever and not get help for it and then one day it will kill me’. Needs to learn to depend on his friends.

Good sense of humor, enjoys reading and music. Will talk way too much about things he likes and not notice he’s done it and then feel bad. Dumbass sweetheart, will think he’s doing a great job flirting and be proud of himself when he did not, in fact, do a suave job, but it’s cute. Tries hard. All the time. At everything. God he tries.

I would do killer hcs too but this already so long and I cut like half of what I initially wrote rip. I have too many thoughts. Head full. : ( Here’s just a few little ones:

Myers does not like working for the Entity. It tried to pull a fast one and be like, “Yes tis I, another voice in your head,” and Michael was like “Bitch it’s my head. I don’t know you!” and that did not work. While Michael very much would love to kill Laurie and get inner peace, working for the entity provides 0% daily Michael needs, and he hates it. Sometimes he just does what the fuck he wants and gets in trouble (homeslice is the only killer who can kill survivors with no mori and no perk for it. Michael cannot be controlled). Does not like being here at all. He doesn’t cause the Entity a lot of trouble like Krueger does, so it doesn’t consider him a problem killer, but they do not have a ‘Ah yes my favorite killer’ kind of thing going. Michael hates the spider-monster. He is so tired of everything at this point. Boy is suffering. Would fight the Entity if he knew how. Has been hurt by it before, and does not like that, because it takes longer to heal than he is used to.

Myers has a few times had his home area be close enough to the campfire that he could see it in the distance, and he watches them when that happens. For hours. He is lonely, but does not realize that, and probably never will. He does stand there and watch them, being sad and not realizing he’s sad at all. It’s the closest he ever gets to human interaction aside from killing people in trials.

The Entity hurts Max sometimes, not because he has done anything wrong, but because injuring him without providing even a way to prevent it keeps him peak feral and afraid, just like it wants. No time to recover or learn or grow. Just anger and pain and fear.

The Entity promises Rin a lot of things. Not because it has to, but because it enjoys the taste of her suffering. One of her addons is paper cranes, one of 1000 to make a wish, as the description says. I’ve always interpreted that to mean it likes to screw with her and offer her things like that she can do between trials, in the moments of lucidity she occasionally has when completely alone. ‘Make 1000, get your wish,’ but every time she hits 999, it blows the ones she’s made away, and she has to start over. Unclimbable hill. Just to watch her struggle. That kind of thing. Intentionally tends to send survivors her way it knows she would dislike killing the most, just to watch her have to do it against her will and bask in the horror of what she cannot make herself not do.

[gingerteaonthetardis]

ohhh it's so dw ep opinion time!!! orphan 55: people REALLY hate this ep and i can see why, it's badly written and overall far too heavy handed. that being said, i thought it felt v dw and was absolutely a lot of fun despite having a darker theme overall! i think one of the problems with doctor who nowadays (not to be like BUT CLASSIC,) is that it takes itself super seriously so everybody is tricked into looking at every ep like that! and i think sometimes dw is about bad science and gay furries

[2/3] more dw opinions from o55 anon if that is appreciated. "rose" 2005? ok first of all i am known as the rose bitch in my circles i have legit been @ed during rose discussions etc. anyway rose isn't like, 9's best ep ever (most ppl would say that's the empty child but tbh ive seen a lot of good takes abt how those eps were v OOC despite FEELING like they were good) but i think it's a really good opener to nuwho and rose tyler is so fantastic?? also the special effects were awful which is always fun

[3/3] cont rose thoughts from my last ask! i think that it was also a really great introduction to rose's character & establishes her relationship to the doctor & the beginning of her character arc. imo rtd is fun (not perfect ofc) bc he lets his women characters esp companions be normal ppl and special just because they're normal instead of being special bc they know the doctor. honestly rose has a statement abt plastic use & is a feel good ep. suggested improvement: the master should have been there

okay, so i guess now is a pretty awkward time to confess that i haven’t watched any of season 12, short of the first two episodes! as much as i want to love thirteen (and do in fanworks), the show just isn’t for me at the moment, and that’s okay!

but like, this seems like a very valid take to me, nonny. i think that some showrunners are particularly suited to doing intense drama and season-arching plots, and i think that’s part of what makes rtd’s era so strong and memorable for so many of us, but i don’t think that’s some sort of prescription for how doctor who “ought to be” and i definitely don’t think it’s a universally Good Thing™, because it can (and is) often done horribly. m*ffat, i’m looking at you, sir...

i’m not the most informed re: classic who, but from the episodes i have seen (most of which i really, really enjoyed), the history of doctor who is very much rooted in silly science fiction with maybe some bite-sized morals, but mostly everyone having a good time, or like... a bad time, but in a campy way!! it’s PULP!! and i think there’s so much room for that in the show while still having relatable human stories. (i often wonder if the increased budget and effects are part of what make people so reticent to allow it to continue being campy and silly? like, they want it to be pinpoint historically accurate/realistically predictive of the future/highly-detailed, long-form narratives because the bbc is throwing that kind of money at it?? idk, it just feels like nine’s era still got away with MAJOR pulp vibes because it was shitty looking.)

ANYWAY, while no media is above analysis and criticism, i do think that people need to maybe loosen their concept of The Doctor Who Canon, or what their ideal television show might look like, and just let viewers who do like it have a good time. my only problems come in the form of bad or harmful representation, unintentionally triggering content, etc. but that’s a whole other issue.

also, your thoughts on s1e1 “rose” are good and excellent and i have nothing to add!!

[caffeinated--writer]

Group Assignment

Pairing: Peter Parker x fem!Reader

Warnings: Idk cursing

Prompt: “Wanna get away from here?”

Note: Written for @starksparker ​ summer writing challenge. Thank you so much for letting me submit this late and a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ❤️ (I’m sorry for bothering you on your special day asking for more time, I had no idea🙈)  

Kind of a continuation to my last one-shot A Knock Away to be added to my one-shot series on Ao3     

Peter was a good student. In the months since you had transferred to school and gotten close to your next-door neighbor, it was one of the first things you noticed -aside from his boyish good looks-. He was always the first to raise his hand to answer a question (if you didn’t beat him to it) while most students ducked down behind their stacks of books to avoid it, always helped any students if asked, and with grades usually ranging between high A’s and B’s it was no surprise he was almost constantly found on the honor roll list.

But with all that being said, you also noticed that for a good student…Peter often found himself in detention. A lot. Whether it be for consistently coming into classes late or just not coming to class period. Sometimes for days on end. And as good as his grades were when he did turn in his homework there was also a good amount of times he didn’t turn in any homework or it was turned in late.

Like the school project you two had been assigned and grouped up to do this past week.

–

You had never been a big fan of group assignments on a count of the fact that no matter how well you did on your part of the assignment there was always the possibility that you could fail due to your other group mates mediocrity and lack of care in their work. This has, on more than one occasion, led to you doing group assignments by yourself in order to salvage your grade.

So, you weren’t exactly jumping for joy when the Chemistry teacher announced he would be assigning groups for the assignment.  Going down his roster of names you could already feel the exhaustion, from the possible hours of missed sleep you were going to have to commit in order to pick up the slack of your unnamed groupmate, creeping into your bones.

“Final group: Peter Parker and Y/N.”

At the sound of your name, you picked up your head that had unceremoniously clunked down on the lab table in your despair. Owlishly you blinked at your teacher, processing the information, before turning to the left to stare at your partner. Eye’s meeting when Peter turned to look at you at the exact moment, a shy smile forming on his face as he waved. You grinned back.

–

“How could you steal my favorite partner away from me!” Ned whined, his head down and cheeks pressed firmly against the cafeteria table to make a show out of his distress.

Glancing up from the book MJ lent you, you stared at his display with uninterested eyes. “Why are you complaining to me about something I, nor Peter, had a say in? You were literally in class when the teacher said he was assigning groups.” You replied, rolling your eyes before taking another bite out of your homemade sandwich. You still didn’t like the school’s food.

A smiling Peter approached the table with slow unsure steps as he noticed Ned’s slumped form and slightly flailing arms. Slowly sitting down next to Ned brown eyes turned to you and MJ in question.

“He’s whining about the groups you were assigned to in chemistry,” MJ mumbled, eyes never looking up from her book as she pointed a finger in your direction “and he’s sad she gets to have all your attention now.”

A light blush dusted over Peter’s cheeks as he stared at his friend in confusion. Sputtering in disbelief at the accusation, Ned’s head popped up to glare in MJ’s direction only to be met with a smirk and the bird flipped at him.

“That’s not it! It’s just not fair that the two best students in the class get paired up to work on a project together!”

“Like a power couple,” MJ mumbled. A loud cough rang out at the table as Peter chocked on the chocolate milk he was drinking, previous blush now back on his face and brighter than ever. Lightly elbowing MJ for her teasing and causing Peter’s chocolate milk coughing fit, you slid a couple of napkins his way.

“The point is that they’ll barely even have to stress over the work while I get stuck working with stupid Flash!” Ned whined, head falling back on to the table to resume his slumped over form. Rolling your eyes at Ned’s continued dramatics you decided to ignore for the rest of lunch. All you ever got paired with was slackers and you had never gotten this theatrical about the woes of it. Or at least not in public; behind closed doors where MJ silently listened to you bitch was a completely different story.

“So…” you started, taking Peter’s attention away from simultaneously glaring at Ned and MJ “did you want to hang out after school? Work on the project?”

“Y-yeah, definitely!” Peter grinned, shaky hand running through his curls “want to go to Queens Center? Sit in the food court or um the Starbucks and talk about it?”  

“Sure, see you after school. I’ll wait by the front gates.”

Conveniently the bell rang out, signifying the end of the lunch period. Gathering your stuff and throwing a balled-up napkin at Ned’s head in the process, you headed for the door.

–

You found, as per usual, that you didn’t have to wait long for Peter. It wasn’t uncommon for you two to walk home together after school since realizing you both were next-door neighbors but it still surprised you how he managed to meet you after school so quickly considering his last class for the day was usually on the other side of the building.  Did he sprint? If he did, he never even looked like he broke a sweat.

Walking to the bus station you two began to fill each other in on the day’s events. considering most of the classes you had you shared together it was mostly spent rehashing incidents from class. It wasn’t long before you both found yourself struggling to catch your breath in the laughter that erupted between the two of you.

“Flash’s face…when his sleeve caught on fire…was priceless!” You wheezed, clinging to Peter’s arm to stay upright.

Peter shook with barely contained laughter, “I thought…his face when Ned poured the bucket of water on him was better!”

“He’s going to make Ned’s life a living hell on that project!” Ned’s theatrics at lunch didn’t seem nearly so dramatic now that you thought about it.

You were only a block away from the train when suddenly the ground shook taking you off steady footing and into Peter’s arms for balance, clinging to the sleeves of his sweater. The sound of maniacal laughter rang out and carried through the air as you both watched what looked like smoke rising in a distance.

“What the hell was that…?” You whispered, eyes squinting in a poor attempt to see what was going on.

Peter was already running before you had a proper chance to say anything.

“Peter! Where are you going!?” You shouted “The project!

Halting his sprint, he turned to look back at you, eyes looking around erratically. “Um…I-I just remembered that Aunt May needs me for something really important! I’ll stop by your apartment tonight to work on it!”

Speechlessly you watched him leave, confused by the sudden change in attitude. Shoulders slumping in slight defeat, already missing the presence of your friend, you continued your walk to the train station perking up only slightly at the thought of seeing him later that night.

Unfortunately, he never made it. The only warning in the form of a text at 10PM;

“I’m sorry, won’t make it tonight.”

–

Moments like that went on for the next couple of days, Peter making plans to work on or discuss the project only to bail last minute, his excuses getting vaguer every time he opened his mouth. You gave him the benefit of the doubt the first couple of times because Peter was your friend and even more so because he was good; He was never the type to take advantage of another person not even for the smallest of favors. Hell, every time you let him borrow your notes, he thanked you with goods from Delmar’s Deli-Grocery.

But when there were only three days left before the project was due and still no sign of Peter you began to realize maybe your judge of character wasn’t that great. With a sigh you turned to the TV, barely taking in any of the information on the green goblin spider-man coverage. It had been going on for days and quite frankly you were tired of hearing about it. Grabbing the remote you turned off the news and tossed it on the couch with a huff, preparing yourself for one of the three all-nighters you were going to need to pull to finish the assignment on time.

-

“Can you please wait?” Peter shouted, running to catch up to your fast-paced stomping. “I want to apologize!”

Tired eyes turned to glare at Peter with fierceness. 2hours. 2 HOURS is how much sleep you got in order to finish the project on time, and by yourself no less! Peter was the last person you wanted to talk to this early in the morning.

“Don’t bother!” You yelled “If you’re worried about whether we have an assignment to turn in, don’t be, I got it done so your grade is intact. But leave me the fuck alone!”

Slamming your locker closed you stomped into your third period (chemistry) paying no mind to the other students watching you, too exhausted and filled with anger to be bothered with what your peers thought of your outburst. The sooner you turned in this project the sooner you could be done with it.

With a huff you sat in your assigned seat which, though two tables behind Peter, you suddenly decided was far too close to him. You could practically feel his eyes burning a hole into you.  

“Alright,” Mr. Cobbwell started “before we start class everyone please turn in your group assignment

Assignment in hand you sluggishly made your way to the front of the classroom, not even bothering to acknowledge Peter as he stood with you.

“Good job guys, I can’t wait to see what you guys did.” Mr. Cobbwell praised

“Mr. Cobbwell, I didn’t help…”

Your weary eyes shot up in surprise, jaw falling slack as you watched Peter’s miserable form. What was he doing?

“I didn’t help with the project. She did it all by herself…” Peter turned to face you “I’m so sorry Y/N. I’m so sorry I made you do it by yourself, it was never my intention to make you feel…used.”

You didn’t know what it was, the sad look in Peter’s face, the heartfelt apology, or the exhaustion leaving you to raw and aware of all your emotions, but you found yourself tearing up a bit.

You had it right the first time…Peter was good. He was a good one.

While in the past you had no problem rating out a group mate who tried to slag by on your hard work, you had no actual intention of doing that to Peter. Maybe it was because there was a soft spot still in you for your friend or maybe it was because deep down you really wanted to believe something truly had come up to make it impossible to help. Whatever it was you had every intention of letting Peter get the grade. He…he didn’t need to do it…

Sighing Mr. Cobbwell stood from his desk and motioned to the door. “Let’s have a conversation in the hall, Mr. Parker.”

–

It was around 4:30PM when you finally got out of your after-school practice session. You were lucky, practice usually didn’t end until 6 or 7PM but the minute your coach saw your exhausted face, falsely assumed it was because of sickness and sent you on your merry way only an hour in.

You were so beat you didn’t even bother to correct her.

In the empty hallway you sluggishly you trudged to your locker to grab your backpack, thankful for the lack of student chatter roaming the halls. The lack of sleep had turned into a throbbing headache you could feel behind your eyes and you were already dreading all the rush hour train chatter you were going to have to hear on your way home.

The sound of a Captain America PSA halted your steps. Looking around in confusion you followed the sound to an open classroom you had passed. It was a bit late in the school day to be listening to a Captain America lecture, right?

Taking a couple of steps back you peaked your head into the classroom you passed and had to hold in a laugh at the sight: a passed out Coach Wilson snoring to his heart’s content while slumped over Peter watched the PSA in boredom head-nodding lightly every time Captain America reminded him detention was a time “contemplate the wrong they’ve done” and to remember that “doing something bad…does not make you bad.”

Yeah…Peter didn’t deserve to be left alone to listen to that.

“Psst! Peter…” You called in a loud whisper. Thankfully he heard you the first time around and immediately turned to you at the sound of your voice. Good, you didn’t want to stand there whisper-shouting like an idiot any more than you needed to.

A fit of laughter almost passed through your lips at the comical wide-eyed look Peter sent your way. The snort was that came out was a little bit harder to keep in when he went so far as to point a finger at himself, as if to ask for clarification that he was the one you were calling despite being the only student in the room. He was adorable. You nodded your head before motioning him to come to you with a couple of flails of your arms.

Nervously Peter ran his hands through his hair “Hey…I didn’t expect to- “

“You wanna get away from here?” You cut in, carefree grin making its way to your face despite your fatigue. Owlishly Peter blinked at you, your word being processed -you assumed- before he cautiously turned to look at a still slumbering Coach Wilson.

“Come on he won’t even notice,” You urged “plus you only have 20min left in detention anyway.”

Crossing his arms Peter looked up at the ceiling in thought before cocking his head in the direction of the TV where the Captain America PSA continued to play. “I think Captain America would frown on that.”

Smirking you placed a defiant hand on your hip, “You gonna listen to a former war criminal or me, the girl who’s willing to buy you your favorite sandwich from Delmar’s store on the way home?”

Beaming Peter rushed to go grab his bag, careful not to disturb Coach Wilson’s sleep by running into a desk, before following your skipping form out of the classroom. Once by your side you linked arms with Peter, suddenly a bit more cheerful than drained, and grinned.

“So…what should we do this weekend?!”

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Goodbye 2019, You were eh... remarkable.

I started my 2019 totally different person. And I could probably speak for everyone we are different people now.

But why am I writing this now? I will explain that to you now. So grab something to eat sit back and relax. 

My bad year actually started back in September 2018. I started 5th grade in high-school. I was unexceptionally happy about the fact I was starting in that class it meant that I was about to learn a whole lot. Let's just say that I did. 

Not only subject matter but also about myself. 

Like I said I started my year in 5th grade. I thought it was going to be my best year. 

That was until everything went downhill...

I was sat in a class of with 3 others. (I go to a special school for people with physical disabilities that’s why the groups are small) All of them were boys one of them I’ve known for about 10 years (Let’s call him Landon)  and the others (I call them Nate and Zach) I’ve known them for around 4 years so I kinda knew what they were capable of. ( turns out I REALLY WASN’T prepared for the storm they were about to put me through)

For the first month, it was quite alright. it was fun and games. Good teacher, guys joking around throwing some harsh jokes, sometimes on the racist side (I will get you back on that.)  But everything started to go downhill when preparations started for the internship we were about to have, starting in September 2019. 

We were asked to dig down and find out our best and our worst qualities, our talents and the things we were absolutely bad at. That’s quite innocent I thought back then. Every now and then we had to share something with the class. All okay. But with exposing yourself comes a certain vulnerability and I felt that I was walking up against my own walls. For years I thought I was living quite alright that I had myself figured out. Once I realized that this was nothing like it, I started to fall into that endless pit. 

I suppose you're wondering where did Nate, Zach and Landon get into this story?

I'm getting there...

it’s not a secret that these days people are actually fearing change. That our society is filled with fear that our society is run by it. The strong are fed by fear. It’s no secret. WWI and WWII were huge examples of that. Oh, hell what am I talking about, no! Look at ISIS. Men and women severely brainwashed and played upon by their fears.  Where did it lead them? 

Imprisoned, crippled and still left with the idea that murdering people because they’re different because they love differently or believe differently in the name of God. 

As a Muslim myself (IDK if I can call myself that TBH seeing I know more about what it is to be a Christian than a Muslim and it’s Ironic and I feel a huge amount of guilt now that I am writing it. I think this is a disadvantage of attending a Christian school). 

You know, let’s just say that I’m a believer. Sound good? Thought so. Anyways, this brings me to my next point. 

Up until a few months ago, I was loud and clear about my beliefs I used to wear with it proud. Don’t get me wrong I still do, I always will, forever! 

But that faith has gotten a serious dent by my surroundings, by social media and my classmates. Why was that? Because I was laughed at.

I believe that God as put me on this planet for a reason. For a purpose. Even though I haven't found my purpose yet. We humans were originally created to take care of each other and our surroundings. (WE ARE FAILING BADLY AT THAT).  

Anyways it's not my point.

I was already falling Into that endless pit. And my classmates made it harder for me. Like, weeks I was trying my best to make my classmates like me. I would do that in ways that were hurting my values. The biggest one was, being myself. I felt like I had to change myself to meet up to their standards which lead me into making bad decisions. 

This leads me to the part were my fear consumed me. That fear was being forgotten. Not being noticed. and I started being very impulsive saying things, my opinions if you will, about everything dear to my heart at the time. Giving your opinion there’s nothing bad with that. But I have to admit I did it in a way that is not considered polite. 

To finally got my point, if you’ve read this far Thank you, you’re truly remarkable.

I wasn’t feeling very good in my skin. Everything that felt like the slightest insult to me made me go off like a nuclear bomb. It would scare off my teachers and my classmates. also, may I remind you I was the only girl in a class full of boys and GOD FORBID A WOMAN TO BE SMARTER AND STRONGER. My classmates, especially Nate, saw that I was struggling. So, for him, it was fun to racist comments and bring down my whole belief system. and often he would drag along Zach with him to make it worse. Landon would often keep himself hidden in the background often being ashamed of his friends but not standing up against them either. 

I can’t blame Landon though, it’s hard being in a group where toxic masculinity rules...

Anyways, I’d often apologise for my behaviour and I would often admit that I can be very impulsive. That I can be very mean at times. But I think for them hurting me was a fun game. because half of the time they would throw parties invite everyone except for me. Put pictures on facebook and laugh their asses off about something that happened back at that party. (May I inform you that one of those guests ended up naked on a bathroom floor peeing himself because of the amount of beer he drank? :-] ) But for me, that was a hit.

I was sat there crying my two best friends around me. So you might think What is this bitch complaining about now? If you do, you’re not the first. My classmates thought too. The thing was just, I didn’t feel respected I felt like dirt for them. Because there were countless times I’d help them out with their homework or send them my notes so that they could study easier. but here I am rejected and humiliated. 

Once I recovered from that disaster. I tried to get my shit together it went well for a couple days. They laid off. 

 But who could’ve said a simple cardgame would’ve given me my breakpoint? Exactly no one. Neither did I. 

Bear with me on this...

At that time we had a substitute teacher. He originally studied to be a biology teacher. So having to teach a class who has to make PowerPoints and Word documents daily must’ve been something new for him. It was no surprise to me he was overwhelmed half of the time and he couldn’t navigate in the cold claws of my classmates. He wanted to be the cool teacher and he was, he still is. 

But my point is he was lost and I was fearful. The teacher was explaining what was about to happen. 

So, basically, it was a normal card game. My classmates had to give a card with every 5 good qualities and 5 bad qualities. I even jokingly said “Oh, oh” implying something bad was about to happen. oh, boy is my gut feeling always right.

It was fun at first. I was kind. I was lifting up my classmates up only giving them positive once. But then Nate kinda caught up and took it as his moment to suck the attention to him.  So Nate started tossing bad cards. Zach thought it was funny cause I was pretty much unarmed. I had no intentions of hurting my classmates. Never.  

But once Nates started Zach kept adding. Nate kept adding. Landon was quiet. The teacher was completely lost for words to not knowing to interfere. They kept adding and adding.  Landon started placing cards too, bless the boy's heart only good once. 

I was lost for words. My throat was hurting. I felt tears come up. The teacher looked at me, asking if I was okay. But all I heard was them laughing them adding cards. 

complainer

mean

weak

cryer

sensitive

not funny

boring

They kept coming. I felt humiliated. The remaining parts of my confidence were shattered. There was nothing left 

BOOM.

I reached the bottom of the pit. There it was complete darkness. All I felt were tears streaming my breath was gone I couldn’t breathe. 

Was I being overdramatic? 

Perhaps, a little. 

But did it hurt? 

YES, IT DID.

That incident lead to my mother coming to school with me the following day. My teacher looked at us really confused when she saw my mom. I’d say it was normal. But that one day made my trust in adults really hard it was practically gone. 

Instead of calling them out. She looked at me. and the one thing she said. “I will discuss this with other teachers. Because I have a feeling that is what I have to do.” My blood boiled. My mom wasn’t happy either but what were we supposed to do? 

Indeed nothing. like yeah, we could talk back. But it was no use. I had a feeling she didn’t want to do anything about it. and nothing really happened. Things stayed like they were. I felt dead inside and I’d often cry. For every time I had a day off or I had a break. I’d be in bed most of the time or I’d try to distract myself by working for school. 

It changed ‘till one given day where we had religion. To close up the year the teacher asked us what hurts us the most and what faith means to me. 

So wrote it down and gave my answer. At that moment I basically exploded. the class fell silent. Not a word was said again. I was crying so hard I was literally choking in my own words. 

As I was explaining the whole situation my teacher smiled kindly at me and she just said. “You know sweetheart. People will always have an opinion about you. Always. It doesn't matter what you do and what you don’t do they always will. Have an opinion.” She started. “It’s only up to you what you let inside. I think it’s time for you to let go because you’re a remarkable girl. You’ll only be able to do that if you make this wall for yourself where you filter out the negatives and I’m sure you’ll feel much better.” she ended. It sounded so simple. But it took me a while to get there. But the first step that she let me take was to write a letter to myself first. a letter where I told myself how amazing and remarkable I am. 

and from that day on my mental health has only approved. I’m still in the same class with the same people. But none of them dares to open their mouth anymore. because I’m better and stronger than ever.

This year was for me a year I’d rather bury deep and forget because now I am only looking forward and trusting on my own gut feeling. Because I know that I am amazing. I am smart and from now on no man will get me so low again. NO ONE WILL. 

2019 you were ehh.. remarkable, but nothing is the same anymore. Thank you and GOODBYE.

[disloopy]

the heart is deceiving pt.2

bloo

genre: angst, smut

word count: 1.8k

a/n. firstly i apologize for how long this part is i just rlly wanna add everyth and it’ll all make sense in the end ok. n e ways regarding the whole bloo scandal and stuff idk cuz im not rlly a whole ass bloo stan aight so im gonna kinda stay away from that until he or someone clears stuff up so i dont do the whole “cancelled/uncancelled” thing lol k read

LAST a/n i promise. i changed it to first person pov cuz bitch i wrote the entire thing in first person on accident and i just cant deal w this any more

LIPS. daniel's were dripping with ambrosia. kissing him was like tasting an eternal summer, an immortal hour of golden skies, humid nights, honey kissed skin bronze and glistening as we moved against each other.

in this short span of time, daniel seemed to know everything about me; what i loved, what i hated, what got my heart racing and my breathing heavy, he knew what turned me on and he did it with finesse.

seeing him sit up, red marks on his back as he leaned against the bed frame and lit up a cigarette, felt like a scene taken straight from an angst filled movie. i wanted to admire every aspect of him; the way his damp hair stuck to his forehead, the purple bruises forming dark clouds over the moon tattoo, a cigarette dangling between his swollen pink lips.

i curled under the white sheets, so different from my own patterned ones, feeling immersed in the comforting smell of him. he rolled out of bed to get me my jacket to cover myself with. "this is yours," i told him when he handed it to me.

"what's mine is yours, baby." daniel laid down next to me and i wrapped my fingers around the golden necklace that hung loosely around his neck, pulling his face closer to kiss his lips once more. perhaps the taste of his lips was like the food of the greek gods ― pleasurable and addictive.

when my father called that night, i let another lie escape my dirty lips, telling him i had left the party and decided to stay over with jojo. "i'll see you tomorrow then, baby. love you."

"i love you too, daddy." why was i compelled to do the worst things when it came to daniel? i didn't know, but i liked it.

daniel raised his eyebrows as i hung up the phone. "oh, i thought you were talking to me when you said that." i clicked my tongue and laid my throbbing head on the pillow. it's like my lie came to life.

"do you think anyone heard us?" i asked daniel, looking up at him. the smoke seeping out of his lips enveloped my face for a second, and i indulged in the suffocating feeling.

"who cares? they'll only hear your moans... the real sight is for me to see."

he talked like that usually,  but he was definitely wasted tonight. he tried to put his arms around me but i rolled onto my side, away from him. "what's wrong, baby? you didn't like it?" daniel rested his head on my shoulder and i reached up, running my fingers through his hair.

"will you forget everything in the morning."

daniel scoffed, his breath tickling my skin. "i never forget... but in case i do, then we can do it all over again and it'll feel like the first time." i laughed softly, and then turned to look at him, running my fingers over the birthmark on his cheek and over his lips, just like i had fantasized about doing on more nights than one.

daniel just parted his lips, taking my finger into his mouth, his eyes unwavering as they stared into mine. daniel was everything i wanted to be, everything i needed him to be; fearless, emotional, dominant.

"do you... really like me?"

"you talk too much," daniel groans, lighting up another cigarette. "i do... but if you ever end up in my bed again, don't think about asking me such a question."

i received stares when daniel dropped me off at school the next day, in his black bentley with the roof down and the early morning breeze running through my hair, much like his fingers had done just the previous night.

"see you later, baby?" said daniel, pressing a kiss on my lips that caused everything to somehow fall into place. i would leave the shadow of his lips on mine, getting me through the day.

it didn't take long for jojo to point out the band-aids on placed carefully on my knees caused by the rough work of last night. i didn't expect anything less from daniel.

"was it really like that?"

i nodded, taking a long chug from my water bottle. "it was like that. all fucking night long. he didn't even let me get on the bed until he was done."

"my, my, my, it's always the ones who look innocent that are the most freaky," jojo remarked, shaking her head. "and while you were getting it on with daniel, tattoo face has been blowing up my phone."

"jinyoung?"

"whatever his name is."

sometimes i wish that i could be like jojo - so caught up in her own world, independent, free of need to feel important or appreciated. maybe that's why people were just so drawn to her. i, on the other hand, craved attention and daniel didn't mind giving it to me. we fit each other.

TOGETHER. that's the way we were mostly found. tangled in between daniel's sheets, wrapped in each other's arms, clinging to one other ― where one went, the other followed. his friends soon became mine and my one (1) friend became theirs. just like that we became connected and feeling that connection was something worth risking for in life.

"mm baby wake up... i have to take you to school." the low, gravelly voice stirred me from my sleep but i didn't have enough motivation to open my eyes. last night, i had sneakily set an alarm on daniel's phone titled "wake y/n up for school" ― not that i couldn't have done it myself, i just thought it would be nice to be woken up by daniel this morning.

i stretched out my arms and laid my head atop his. "i don't wanna go to school," i murmured softly with a yawn. daniel grinned and snuggled closer to me, his arms snaking around my waist so that my back was pressed against his bare chest.

"okay."

my eyes fluttered open as i yawned again. "you're supposed to tell me that i have to go."

daniel propped himself up on his elbow, brushing the strands of hair out of my eyes. "why would i do that? i want to lie in bed with you all day long, maybe fuck you back to sleep." it may have been too early in the morning to be affected by daniel's words but they hovered around my body, squeezing my insides right down to my very core.

i reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck and he lowered his head, trailing kisses down my jaw and shoulder. daniel could never waste enough time getting me undressed, hands ghosting along my skin, his lips worshiping me like i was something divine. my fingers running through his hair and his fingers complimenting all my curves and edges.

between us was electricity and friction, silence being broken only by my soft whimpers for i could no longer handle the enticing touch of his body and craved more than just that.

then a sudden interruption came with the opening of the door and nicholas's voice informing us that they were going out to eat breakfast. "what the fuck, nick!" daniel exclaimed, throwing a pillow at his friend before covering me with his body. "do you mind?"

nicholas just yawned, bored. "how am i supposed to know she slept over?"

"as if you couldn't hear us last night."

"ok just get ready, we're leaving now." he shook his head and walked out the door. i wanted daniel to get closer, to bury my face in his tousled hair, his hands to dutifully commend my body. but instead he sat up, checking his phone.

i sighed, wrapping the blanket around my bare chest. "you didn't lock your door?"

daniel smiled sheepishly. "i guess i forgot?"

"or did you want someone to find us?" i asked seriously. "you act like our sex life is to be shared with the entire world."

"shouldn't it be?"

"only if you wanna put a label on it," i murmured quietly so he wouldn't be able to hear me. daniel was so obviously into exhibition and i found it strange how he didn't mind his friends walking in on us, knowing about us, what we chose to do together.

daniel talked about things while we were in the car; things i only cared about because he cared about them. somehow what was special to him meant something to me because it was a side of him i never knew existed, yet loved all the same. and because his bros were a big part of his life, they became a part of mine - like i finally found a proper family.

"hey - um," daniel started when we stopped in front of my school building. i stopped in the process of slipping on my bag to turn and look at him. "i wanted to ask you something."

i became interested. "what is it?"

daniel sighed, looking down at his lip as if he was unsure about something. "i just thought... let's make it official? do you want to be my girlfriend?" i didn't know what to say. i assumed we were already dating with the amount of time we spent with each other, on his bed but i guess he felt differently.

when i didn't reply, daniel continued. "i mean, i've been hooking up with girls but i'm sick of them coming onto me like i've got nothing better to do... it's different with you."

"oh..." i faltered, knowing i should have expected something like that. it was just the most daniel thing to do.

"do you not wanna?"

"no! i mean, yes... yes of course i want to be your girlfriend," i told him, lacing my fingers through his. "but... we haven't even been on a proper date yet."

daniel grinned, pulling me closer just to press his lips against mine, tugging on my bottom lip before i moved away. "then where would you like to go? hm, baby?"

i thought about it for a second. "monet's diner? it's like at the edge of downtown."

"of all the nice places in ventura, you want to go to a diner?"

unlike daniel, i still wasn't familiar with the boujee lifestyle that came like second nature to him. i've never owned anything expensive and never wanted more than what life had to offer me. maybe being with daniel would mean having to change all that.

"the last time i ate there was with my mom," i explained, looking down at my schoolbag, playing with zipper. "i just never had someone else to go there with... until now."

daniel reached up and touched my cheek, probably the most gentle gesture of affection he'd ever shown. "then we'll go there."

[gayerluke]

wooooow my classmates were little pieces of shit today & i’m like. fucking livid.

first, one of the two normie cishet girls i go to lunch with managed to clock the trans guy in the new class & then told the other about it, & i was just like. sitting there in the car trying to figure out what the fuck & why the fuck this needed to be happening. (he’s a dude i vaguely know bc he works at the tattoo shop & i follow him on instagram.) & the girl that was just learning this information (same as the “i’ve never met a jew” girl) goes, “wait, so he’s female?” & i was just instantly like “NO he is male” “but he used to be female?” “NOPE HE’S MALE” like really awkwardly Struggling to figure out what to do but sure as shit not wanting to let them Do That. eventually i just said he was assigned female at birth bc i did not want to have this whole conversation unprepared sitting here in this car with two 21-year-olds. for what it’s worth the reason it came up is bc the girl telling the story had misgendered him out of his earshot & was feeling really bad about it, so like. she vaguely tried i guess, but also failed at the same time lol.

THEN in our fucking radiology class idk what she was talking about or to whomst but this one girl suddenly says loud enough for everyone in the room to hear “[REDACTED] IS THE GAY GUY” about the dude in the new class who is trying to become my friend. & the woman in front of her was like “what?? he is?? i don’t know who that is” so like she’s clearly very intrigued by this ~gossip (i mean he’s fucking married, we’re not in high school) even though she has no fucking clue who the guy even is. now all she knows about him is that he’s The Gay Guy & it’s just like. maybe he’s fine with it but he didn’t go up in front of the class & announce it, maybe that’s his fucking decision, maybe it’s none of your goddamn business. the girl who said it has a gf (she’s pan & says she “hates the word lesbian,” to which i replied, “oh? i don’t.”) & should fucking know better, like just because it’s 2018 doesn’t mean everybody has to be out to everybody or that you have permission to go around outing people. i just had to sit there for the rest of the class seething with fucking rage bc idk it just made me SO MAD. i considered talking to her about it but she wouldn’t have listened & i’m tired of everyone thinking i’m the Class Bitch but like. it was just fucking rude????

& i never mentioned it but one of the first year students was also saying some real serophobic shit the other day & i shut her down but probably not too effectively. she was talking about someone she knows who works in a care home & she was like, “they’re not supposed to disclose to the nurses when a patient has hiv, so sometimes they work without gloves but they could be touching some who has aids!” & after quelling my impulse to punch her in the face i was like, “wow, that’s really dangerous, people with hiv are immuno-compromised so the nurses could be spreading disease to their patients,” but it probably didn’t get through.

why are people gross!!!! schools are failing these dumbass babies!!! i feel so helpless bc i am not equipped to be giving these impromptu after-school specials & nobody listens anyway bc they think i’m just an asshole know-it-all when i’m actually an asshole know-more-than-you!!!!

[thekraziesreside]

OK hopefully this will be the last sketchy post about Boku No Hero Academia / My Hero Academia Em’s background and information 

Also like help me decide who to ship her with and like idk @doodlingclown @baileythebailer am I too much? Yea? Ok I’ll bury myself k bye 

Name: Em Hyde Saiaihime  Aliases: Zentai Sato (as UA student) Pre Mo (Previous Villain before All Might injury)  Eyes: Blue (green/brown) hazel Height: 5′6″  Weight: 130 lbs  Age: 27 

Short backgrounds on her Aliases

Pre Mo:

A villain given a Premonition Qurik [functions by being able to predict one move forward of the opponent that they are looking at and can look at up to five people’s next moves] 

The villains thought the reason he didn’t get negative affects was perhaps he had special DNA that allowed it to bond without draw backs to the new quirk

His job with the “league of villains” was to gather information about heroes, rogue villains, or anyone of interest who would not be easy to fend of if they caught you following them. 

History goes that he attacked a hero (the hero ended up making up this story but most people believe the hero over rumors) 

He did kill a few people: but they were intense situations one of the people he did kill was a hero who Pre Mo tried to help but they refused and backed up into more villains who killed him but he took the blame. The others were people he was stalking and the cards were not in his or his prey’s hands because he tried to save them but still failed. 

Faked his own death shortly after the supposed death of All Might’s foe because he didn’t want to be under the rule of the villains any more. 

His death basically annihilated his body so investigations didn’t think it was strange when they couldn’t find a body. But because most of his body was annihilated the dna with the quirk was gone. 

Villains did not know his true identity, no one was ever able to tie him with the Em Saiaihime. They also thought Pre Mo was quirkless before given the quirk which he gave himself the villain name from. So no one had a second thought when he died because a blast like that, even if he saw it coming he probably couldn’t avoid it. 

It took a while over 6 months for Em’s body to regain it’s complete functionality after basically destroying it. 

Zentai Sato: 

Applied for UA saying they had an “invincibility” quirk and was put into one of the other classes (and transferred to class 1-A *see 6) 

The school did find it strange that Sato didn’t have much educational history but it was explained away by him being an orphan and it getting lost because it was viewed as unimportant. 

Even if she had solid answers for everything while she was hiding in plain sight she was so anxious and seemed pretty aloof until people started opening up with Zentai first. 

Though one of the things that made other’s more comfortable was when someone pointed out his name was basically Hentai, and seeing his react as not some scary dark dude made the other students feel like they weren’t a threat. 

Some of the teachers found him suspicious, but they thought it would be easiest to keep a watch on him at school so they let it slide. 

They were only transferred to the class due to recommendation 

The transfer date was one day before the USJ attacks 

Reasons for going to UA were to honestly try and start over, because she knew what she did was wrong, though not all of the deaths were her fault the blame was put on her and she’d take the downfall for it even if it wasn’t true. I’d say she’s kinda a glutton for punishment because of how lowly she views herself, but she just wants to do something right. 

Reveal of Em Hyde Saiaihime: 

When Nomu was crushing Aizawa Shouta Em’s instincts were screaming at her to do something but she was trying to help the other students with the villains at hand but as soon as Tomura reached for Sue’s face she snapped [ and example it would look like is this . 3:00 to 3:15 ] 

She didn’t care if she had to reveal herself and her back story she couldn’t let people die, not again, that’s the whole reason she came to this school. To do better, to do good things. 

The students were obviously probably confused, like “dude why is one of our class mates trying to fight that thing and his boss when it just crushed sensei?” And Thirteen had a bad feeling, also where did he get that power? Like he’s just invincible not super strong? 

Continuity: When Shigaraki is talking to All Might how it’s not fair that hero’s can be violent and how Midoriya was going to kill him but to Em hopefully All Might wouldn’t get involved in this weird AU way of looking at it.  Em would be the one he’s talking to and she just snarls and tells him he’s wrong. “Because I’m not some kid who is trying to be a hero who went to attack, I went to make you go down, because you’re trying to hurt the people I want to protect.” 

She’d have to go all out to beat Nomu and get the villains to retreat as the pro heroes are on the way and man is she hurt but her [quirk makes wounds heal / time and energy build up too] body had healed enough on the outside to where when the heroes came in to help clear up the other villains and help the students she ran away. 

A note about her quirk:  She’s indeed invincible / indestructible (to a point I mean) but her quirk is more so time/space so her body still takes the damage but it heals quickly. The pain does not, so sometimes the pain is enough to make her black out and half the time its just determination that keeps her up. She’s usually in so much pain and especially in battles where she get’s banged up like that, the pain only stacks, but she has to stay conscious to keep fighting. If she even relaxes for a moment she basically passes out again. Her wounds can reopen too, so like a stab wound, while it will go away in a few moments she’d still cough up blood. It’s not a fun time and she’s not really built for endurance fighting but that’s still what she does.  The extent of her physical attacks would be that in the above clip, like strong, could kill a person but not that strong that someone who is trained to fight cannot stand their own against her. 

Reveal Part 2: 

She makes it back into the school, her id still worked to get her in because they suspected she’d try to come back and play it off like Zentai. 

Instead she came back as herself and sat in the class room before class started and formally apologized to the students for deceiving them and explaining that it’s what she thought was the right thing to do for herself and that she’s going to accept any form of punishment that the school will go through with. All this before Aizawa makes it into class. 

She doesn’t resist at all when the students are asked to get help, she doesn’t want to fight. As a few students are standing off as defense and others get help from other pro heroes and teachers she apologizes to Shouta [there are tears but she doesn’t even notice she’s crying] 

Could she easily get out of being captured? Very well, like escape artist hero is something she could very well be but she looks so down on herself she’d not even try to fight to defend herself against the heroes who she looked up to and care about. 

She offers herself up to go on a trial (ok now here’s a head cannon / idea for someone to take as an OC if they want to like hit me up) by the quirk of someone else.  Their quirk is like a lie detector but rather it makes you tell the truth about what ever question is asked [also think Truth or Punishment Star Vs the Forces of Evil] but like even if you tell the truth it’s still really painful and dangerous like #bitch you could die from your injuries. And if you try to fight the truth it’s like your body being torn apart. So it’s not a fun time but she assure them that it’s the quickest way to prove she’s not lying about certain past events. And the only reason they agree is because she says that being indestructible it won’t do much damage. 

When in all reality it hurts a whole lot, like she’s coughing up blood because she doesn’t want to say anything about her past and try and excuse herself like “yeah my mother, the one person in the world who is supposed to care, hated me.” She refuses to let them know that, she doesn’t deserve their sympathy right. So she’s crying and bleeding and in a hell of a lot of pain but the trail started and she “tricked them into it” (They probably wouldn’t have agreed seeing as how inhumane it is). 

After the trial it turns out that, yeah she’s done bad things, and she’s still got a lot to learn but she’s not a villain, I mean, not really? 

She has to spend like a week in Recovery Girl’s office, the first two days she’s still occasionally spitting up blood and in so much pain that she’s crying and doesn’t notice (because the trail happens after she fights the Nomu too so she’d still be healing from that too because her quirk doesn’t make the pain heal any faster than it would for most people so she’d probably be in that pain for a month or two the most severe being then) 

Another note on her quirk:     Certain physical wounds/injuries don’t get undone (physically erased like when she gets a cut and such her skin will heal and the bleeding will stop but still holds the pain). Like a burn doesn’t threaten your life so she’d retain it like any other normal human. Same goes with if she loses an eye, her eye will probably not come back unless it’s a fatal wound. She can scar, bleed, break bones, and such as long as it’s not fatal her quirk won’t fix it.     Then again if the limb with the scar get’s cut off, and it comes back (through basically regeneration due to space rewinding/loop/worm holes) then the scars that would have been on it are gone because it’s a new limb basically.     I’m not sure if her quirk makes sense, the only reason it would be time/space correlated is like a the pause in a game or a save point would be her healthy body parts. So like if she gets an injury it’s like you reload the save but the codes still have the idea that the body is in pain. So she’s back to physical standards if she has to “recall” to it, but the pain doesn’t change and can stack. That’s why wounds that aren’t severe won’t activate her quirk to go to the “Save” because she can’t just control her quirk like that. The one thing about it she can control is ignoring the pain with her determination to protect those she cares about but her body will eventually have to face the pain and actually heal.  An Angsty Idea:     There is a point where the Villains get her, they cut her head off (it comes back, but the pain would be something kind of unimaginable, she might not be able to feel her body/ be kind of paralyzed. Her motor skills will be like a new born, trying to relearn and stuff. It might not take as long as other wounds to heal but it will be an awkward couple weeks for her and her pain would probably come in waves and make her pass out /spinal injury ya know?). They probably torture her, and end up brain washing her, she becomes a puppet, and loses her eye somehow (but not being such a deadly wound her eye would just reform and she’d have to tend the wound).     The heroes probably won’t have a choice other than killing her at some point. Or maybe the refuse to kill her but the small part of sanity she has finds a way to make them kill her. (Like someone pulls a sword away and she’d just follow through and kill herself either way, she does this in the Bleach AU). Either way, she somehow manages to get her head re-cut off. Her eye would be normal because again, “a new limb” kinda of deal, and the same goes for her brain. So she wouldn’t be brain washed anymore. But I mean, just imagine the toll of injuring your nervous system like that twice in the span of maybe a month. She’d need a lot of help, rehabilitation will probably be a must if the heroes got her back.     There’s an old myth that your birthmark is how you died in your past life, mine and hers is on the back of the neck under the duck tail part of hair. So like neck injuries scare me, but what scares me the most is like, the myth doesn’t say it would take the shape of the wound. If it did, then I’d say it was a shot to the back of the head, but if not, it could be any neck injury, like getting it cut through by a sword in the Bleach AU. 

[sentinelstand]

Okay.... so now that I've had sometime to recover and think (and write ngl) I have some thoughts. This is veryyyyyy long because I basically take it apart character by character so sorry about that.

- I love how Ezra's story in particular ended. There's a couple of nuances to this:

1. I love how they showcased him finally letting go of his parents and moving past the grief of his childhood. I'm glad he got to hear that they loved him one more time too.

2. I love his physical ending - his final lesson from Kanan being that sometimes in order to do the right thing that you have to do the thing that you necessarily don't want to do (in Kanan's case; die, and in Ezra's: leave his new family behind).

3. I'm glad that Ezra was the one to take down Thrawn. While Thrawn will always be Hera's villain, I do believe that he was the type who only someone of Ezra's strength would have been able to defeat. (On a side note, I'm glad that they didn't underestimate Thrawn's power as a villain but that they didn't overestimate him either by making him undefeatable - they struck the perfect balance between the two).

4. I'm delighted that Ezra's talent with connection helped so much here. It really highlighted what makes Ezra great as a Jedi - his ability to be empathetic and understanding - which helped to pay off in the long run as all of his allies (both animal and sentient) came to help him willingly.

5. More importantly, I'm glad that Ezra took the time to think his plan completely through. He had backups in place in case things went wrong which just serves to highlight just how much he has grown even in a season. He did improvise (with his parents), but he recognised the importance of careful planning here and took all the steps to inform the right people about the paths he was covering and ensure the safety of his friends, his family, and his planet.

6. The purgill. Enough said.

- I'm really happy with the development of Hera's story and journey, and all the little hints we got as to the progression of her future.

1. I'm delighted that the whole "I love you" Kanera thing has been cleared up. I do believe that it now meant to be taken as Hera beginning her whole "I'm pregnant" spiel that Kanan had obviously been waiting for some time but that they got interrupted by everything else. (On that note, Jacen was probably conceived between episodes 4 and 5 or episodes 5 and 6) (also, while it might not have been the creator's intentions for the scene to be interpreted as a pregnancy confession or even as Kanan already knowing, that's the way I'm going to take it because I feel it suits their pairing better and does them far more justice than what they actually got.)

2. I'm glad to see Hera let Ezra (and ultimately Sabine) take the lead on this mission because it highlights a lesson that Hera had been learning all mission (and a lesson Kanan had been trying to teach her) - the kids are grown up now, they're clever and they're smart and they'll be okay if you trust them to do this.

3. I am so sorry Hera by the injustice you were done by your child. That boy looks like a creepy elf - I am so sorry.

4. I have seen some people wonder about her wearing makeup which I genuinely think is just to show that Hera is truly free post-Endor.

- SABINE!!!!!

1. Sabine letting Ezra go because she knew that it was the right thing to do was very hard-hitting because it just showcases the amount of trust that exists between them now and them then.

2. Sabine taking care of Lothal for Ezra made me very happy.

3. Her painting made me cry like a little bitch.

4. Her hair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

5. I had a feeling either Sabine or Hera would narrate the ending (either we were getting the ghost crew story being told to a child (I had begun to suspect Hera was pregnant when she touched her stomah when overhearing Ezra talk about the family) or Sabine would paint the picture for us as the artist) and I was so happy when they went with Sabine because she was the first one to describe them as a family all the way back in Spark of Rebellion so I'm glad it was her who closed the space family's story.

6. Ahsoka and Sabine going off to find Ezra made me weak ngl

- Zeb probably had more character development this last episode than he did in the entire of last season:

1. The whole jumping and attacking Rukh was A++++ Zeb content

2. I am slightly disappointed by the end of Zeb's story, mainly because while I think that the Kallus redemption arc was handled very well, this is still the man who murdered so many of Zeb's people but idk maybe that's just me.

3. Zeb and Melch omg

4. Zeb being a good older brother!!!!!! A+++++

5. I thought Zeb was dead when he was fighting Rukh on the electricity thingy; the amount I relief I felt when he survived was immense.

6. Zeb talking to Thrawn askfhjadhfladhfkhadf

- I love Chopper

1. He ultimately knowing about Ezra's plan all along made me so sad because he is such a loyal little droid

2. His little complaint to Sabine after he rebooted was so in character

3. Tricking the stormtrooper by pretending to fall had me in stitches

4. This season has really solidified Chopper as my fave droid of all time because while he is 99% murderbot he is also 1% loves his family

- Kanan:

1. I'm devastated that Kanan's lightsaber didn't get seen again but I'm sure it's intentional. If there's anything we've learnt from the past season is that nothing in Rebels is unintentional.

2. The thought that Kanan may have died knowing that the love of his life was pregnant with his child kills me.

3. I am disappointed by the lack of mentions of him but I suppose that the three previous episodes made up for it.

4. Was Thrawn meant to have Kanan's mask from Malachor? Like how did he know how that was relevant?

5. That child looks nothing like you soz m8

Other characters:

- The Clones!!!! In particular Gregor! There were so many references to TCW that it made my little heart sing. From the Wolfpack to Gregor's death moment - it was all so special to me. Also, Rex living past the Battle of Endor!!!!!

- The implication of Ahsoka returning when she did implies on some level that they both knew that Ezra would be going missing because of the whole "come find me thing" which makes me sad

- Is Jai dead? Mrs Sumar?

- Vizago and Hondo made me laugh

- I had gotten sick of the wolves so I'm glad that they weren't so involved in Family Reunion

- These episodes warmed me more to Kallus so I suppose that's good

Other thoughts:

- I kinda predicted that we would have a reunion between Ezra and his parents so I'm glad for it

- The character design for Jacen was so lazy I'm sorry. He could be anyone's child he literally looks nothing like either of them

- Does this mean that Thrawn and Ezra are on some crazy space adventure together or?????

- Also, I legit thought that Ezra was dead when Thrawn shot him I'm so glad it was on the shoulder

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #280

“this is the place in our mind with a crooked crown / we came to execute its own perfect shutdown”

Do you have a strong local accent? No. Do you prefer green or red grapes? Red, but either is fine so long as they’re crisp. Can you stand on your hands unassisted? pffff Who was the last person to knock/ring at your door? Pizza guy. How old were you when you last went trick or treating? No idea. Have you ever been bobbing for apples? ”No. That’s a gross game lol you’re dipping your head and mouth into water other people are dipping their head and mouth into.” <<<< This. What’s your most expensive piece of clothing? No clue. What’s the last thing you took a picture of? Guys I actually took a selfie bc for once in my goddamn life, I felt really pretty with the makeup Summer did on me. She's working towards a degree in cosmetology and is so talented with it. What’s the last thing you drew a picture of? A meerkat pup. Have you ever been on a pogo stick? Omg, yes. I got one for I think Christmas one year as a kid and I got SO into it. I learned how to do it really well. Can you down a pint (of anything) in one? Probably not without throwing up. Have you ever been banned from a public place? No. Have you ever been in a newspaper? A couple times, I think. I know once in elementary school for when I was in chorus; we went somewhere for a small Christmas show. Then I believe I was in it for another school thing? Idr. What football team do you support? I don’t care for football or sports in general. What did you want to be when you grew up? My phases included paleontologist, vet, movie director, author, game designer, aaaand I know I’m forgetting one. But my current and long-term goal has been to become a photographer. Being an artist as a free time “job” has always been an aspiration, too. Have you ever tie-dyed your own clothes? In school, yeah. How often do you buy new clothes? Very rarely. Usually just around Christmas or my birthday from gift cards I get. Are you reliable? In some ways yes, in other ways no. Are you proud of yourself? No. If you could ask your future self one question what would it be? If she’s ended up happy. Do you hold grudges? Nah. Do you decorate the outside of your house for Christmas? Mom does pretty much last minute, but only sometimes when looking at the past few years. Can you solve sudoku puzzles? Sure, they’re fun. What’s the most unusual conversation you've ever had? Who knows. Are you much of a gambler? Not at all. I don’t fuck around with money, especially when just $5 makes you feel great. Have you ever been to Disneyland? I’ve been to Disney World. Do you sing in the shower? Very rarely. Almost never now that I don’t play music while I’m in there. As a child did you ever suck your thumb or fingers? I mean probably? I do know I loved my pacifier and was SO upset when Mom’s doctor or someone playfully told me I was gonna have to give it up because my upcoming baby sister would want to steal it, and guess what? Nicole never fucking used a pacifier so I was tilted lmao. What time do you usually go to bed? Lol BRO it can be as early as 7 PM on bad depression days to as late as like, 2-3 AM. I’d say the average time is like… 9:30. What's your favorite animal? MEERKATS hngggggggggggggggg Have you ever been in marching band? No. Do you have any enemies? No? At least I don’t consider anyone to be. Have you ever been a cheerleader? As a kid, Mom wanted me to so I could do something with my sisters, who were actually interested in cheerleading. She certainly didn’t force me to or anything, I just agreed to it despite not being into it. We were with this Christian sports group for a long time doing various sports all the while being taught lessons in Christlikeness. I’ve actually got warm memories of it Did you ever date anyone on the football team? No. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? No, not that I’m against the idea tho. The plushy would just have to be very special to me and also comfortable to hold. How many consecutive days have you ever missed of school? I missed an entire week when I learned about Mom’s cancer. I could barely function. With how much school stressed me, I would NOT have managed. Have you ever been pregnant? No, not in my to-do list. When was the last time you wanted to speak out, but couldn’t? I’m sure it was recently over Facebook; most times, I keep my mouth shut over political things on there that might get me fired up because I’m afraid of confrontation. Are fingerless gloves awesome? I love them. Wore them daily in high school. I still have some of my favorites, though I’m doubtful they still fit my hands… Would you rather be cannibalistic or die in the wilderness? Okay so I’m gonna actually go kinda in-detail, so the squeamish be warned. Realistically, I think I’d choose to die. ESPECIALLY if I was the one expected to kill another person; then, there’s no question. I wouldn’t be able to do it either if I knew the person. If it was some stranger someone else killed and cooked, I don’t know with absolute certainty; starvation really can make animals out of people. I do know for sure I’d vomit. I far more heavily lean into still preferring to die, because I just believe some things aren’t worth living after they’ve been committed. I’d hate myself. I’d rather die feeling clean of conscience. Would you survive on a deserted island? Hell no. Have you dyed your hair eccentric colors in the past? Yeah, I want to do it far more often… What size drink do you usually get at fast food restaurants? Medium, sometimes small. What do you think is the best thing in life? Love, both platonic and romantic. Have you ever sold anything online either on Craigslist, eBay, Amazon, etc.? If not, what is your website of choice like any of the above for buying things? We sold our previous dog over Craigslist, and I sold my iguana there as well. I know Mom has used eBay and Amazon, but idk for what. Have you ever seen an animal give birth? Have you ever had a pet give birth before? I’ve seen old pet cats give birth many times. What is something you want to try to accomplish within the next year? I want a job that I’m content with and can mentally handle. Oh, and I REALLY want to make strong progress on recovering from the muscle atrophy in my legs. What’s the most unusual kind of pizza you’ve ever tried? I have no clue; I’m not that adventurous with pizza or food in general. If you were given the chance to decorate an entire house the way you wanted, with no limit to cost, how would you decorate it? GOTHIC AS A MOTHERFUCKER WELCOME TO THE GOTDAMN ADDAMS FAMILY. What’s one of your favorite things to touch/feel? My cat. :’) How often do you wear tights? Ew, never. Has there ever been anything you’ve become interested in much later than other people? I guess Instagram, but only as a viewer. I don’t have a personal one, just for my photography that I only rarely post. Have you ever had a veggie burger? Yeah, during my vegetarian streak. Burger King’s really aren’t that bad so long as the patty is made well. Do you like candles? Yeah, sure. When was the last time you wore a sports bra? Forever ago when I was doing Wii Fit. Where did you get the shirt you’re currently wearing? I think Hot Topic? It’s an oversized Umbreon shirt. Who last messaged you on Facebook? My friend Summer when we were planning our lil witch photoshoot w/ friends. Who last walked you home? lol you don’t just have someone “walk you home” here. Bundles of homes are way too far and in-between for reasonable walking distance. Did you make any new friends lately? If so, what are their names and how did you meet them? Not really recently, no. Would you rather see your favorite band/artist in concert with 2 other people or have a free $20,000 shopping spree to Walmart? Seeing Ozzy with my mom would be a DREAM, but to be realistic, I’d take the shopping spree pretty damn quickly. $20k? That would do WONDERS for us, especially as we’re about to move into a new place. When was the last time you threw up and why did you? A long time ago when I started a new medication. Do you want revenge on the person who has hurt you the most? … I’m gonna be REAL honest. For the most part, no. But ngl there are times I’m like “I’m gonna work on getting back in shape and become H O T” like a petty bitch lmao this is embarrassing to admit. Has anyone ever claimed that you saved their life? Yes. Did you ever have that near-drowning experience? No. Have you ever performed on stage? For dance, yes, but I never did a solo. Are you a jealous person? Not jealous (usually), but I’ve come to realize I’m a pretty envious piece of shit. Morning person or night person? I’m in my best mood in the morning because I have the “it’s a fresh start” ideology. Then I repeat exactly what I did the day before. :^) Have you ever written a poem for someone? Numerous times. Do you meditate? No, but I wish I could without it only causing more stress. Do you like cranberries that they serve for Thanksgiving? EW I hate cranberries. What don't you understand that frustrates you? Finances. Do you plan on going to college? I’ve tried college three times and dropped out each time. I’m done trying with school. Do you believe the governments hide technology and information from the public? AbsoFUCKINGlutely. Which is your favorite Pokemon? Ninetales! What horror fiction character scares you the most? What’s the name of the villain in the Scream series? Ghostface? I don’t feel like looking it up, but he TERRIFIED me as a kid, and I still think he’s mega creepy. Were you part of the Brownies/Cubs/Scouts/Guides etc? I was in Girl Scouts. Have you ever invented a fairly unique meal or drink? No. Do you have any family secrets? Don’t think so. Do you often read your horoscope? Never. They’re bullshit. Have you ever had a proper Tarot reading? No; also bullshit. Have you ever milked a cow? No. Do you love or hate rollercoasters? They’ve always scared me because I’m afraid of throwing up. Now with how dizzy I get, I absolutely refuse to try one because I WILL faint with all the movement. What’s your favorite sportswear brand? idc Who’s your favorite superhero? Does Deadpool count? Who’s your favorite villain/baddie? If we’re still in the comics/superhero universe, the Joker. Have you ever won a giant-sized cuddly toy from a fair? No. What would you say is your favorite album of all time? Black Rain by Ozzy Osbourne. I fucking adore it; it was my introduction to metal, and still after all this time, every track S L A P S. I deadass played that CD so much that it scratches at a few points. Do you dislike hairy people? lol fuck this question. I’m guessing you’re asking if I find them attractive and not as if people I “dislike” them, but in both cases, it’s no. We’re mammals, who the fuck cares how hairy you are. Do you like your own name? I actually do really like my name. My first one, anyway. Would you ever sign a Prenuptial agreement? NOPE. Want one? You’re gonna have to find someone else willing to, my man. How long has your longest ever phone call been? No less than two hours, but I know more. I have three instances in particular where I talked with either friends or Jason for SO long. Could you ever have an affair with a married person? Hell no. What is your family Christmas like? Nicole comes here so she and I open presents with Mom, then we spend the day at my older sister’s to be with the kids. We also try to squeeze visiting Dad in there the same day, but sometimes it has to be a different one. If you met a genie who offered you three wishes, what would you wish for? (more wishes does not count) Just three is hard… but #1 is indisputably world peace, and then uhhhh the end of poverty and maybe the cure for cancer. I’d have a super hard time picking a third; so many things matter to me. Have you ever had your national flag painted on your face? No, not in my plans. Do you have any strange body things? Well, define “strange,” I guess? Nothing like, really strange. What fairy tale character would you most associate with? Can I be Snow White and attract cute critters like moths to a flame? Also I would 100% take a Good apple. If a loved one was to serenade you, what song would you most like them to sing? It would depend on the person and our bond, really. Is there a cherished song between us? What is our relationship like? There’s no umbrella song I can think of. Is your dad an embarrassing dancer? GUYS!!!!!!!!!!! My sister’s wedding, okay? Father/daughter dance? He actually has MOVES and it was incredible man, never gonna forget that. What if any unusual objects have you swallowed? Nothing, I think. If you were stinking rich, would you only go to places other rich people went? Hell naw, man. There are plenty of great, affordable places in all categories. I could be a millionaire and you’d still see my ass in McDonald’s ordering a burger and fries lmao. Have you ever owned a slinky? My sisters and I had multiple as kids; those were d o p e. Teenage parents, good, bad, or indifferent? An AWFUL idea. A teenager is physically, most likely financially, and mentally unprepared to raise a child properly. It can seriously affect the kid, and of course the parent. What’s the most expensive thing you’ve ever broken? I’m unsure. Pirate downloads, good or bad? It’s bad… yet plenty (myself included) have/do do it. Democracy, good or bad? Good. It’s very important to me that rule should come from the people’s majority versus a small coalition of rich guys. While the majority is not always right, it seems like the best option to me. Communism, good or bad? Okay so to be totally honest I actually don’t entirely understand what communism outlines. Like I just read multiple definitions and small articles and I’m still kinda like “????”, though judging by the countries listed as those governed by communism, I would guess it’s bad? Have you ever been electrocuted? On an electric fence, but it wasn’t too bad. Have you ever been hit on by someone of the same gender? Yeah. The war in Iraq, good or bad? Get the fuck out of it. To start with, I’m a pretty fierce pacifist, and just… killing and killing and killing for YEARS is so goddamn pointless and is just a massacre. The war in Afganistan, good or bad? jfc ^ Have you ever appeared on YouTube? LET’S NEVER TALK ABOUT THIS lmfao Have you ever eaten anything prepared by a celebrity chef? No,, but that’d be dope. Have you ever been on radio? No. Do you prefer male or female singers voices? ”Their gender doesn’t matter, but their talent does.” <<<< Do you have a list of things to do before your ‘x’ years old? Goals should not be judged by age. I’m bad at this and have to remind myself of it a lot. A goal is a goal regardless of a number. Celebrate for *you*. Are you proud, comfortable or ashamed of your body? Very very much ashamed. Do you know html? Super poorly. Have you ever flown first class? lol hunny What are better, violins or pianos? Violins. How old is your oldest blanket? As old as me. My baby blanket is stored somewhere. Do you take enough vacations? lol hell no. I’ve maybe gone on three vacations in my entire life. Have you ever been sick on your birthday? Yup. Then one time I was recovering from a wicked stomach virus but went to Olive Garden anyway lol. I was fine though, and it’s actually a sweet memory because Jason (he worked there at the time) got the staff to do the whole “happy birthday” thing. I got a bombin’ brownie. Who is your favorite person? Sara and my mom. What do you do to stay healthy? lol you assume I’m healthy. What is your favorite form of exercise? Swimming. Do you like going to church? I never did. As a kid, I would cry when/if Mom decided we were going to mass after Sunday school lmao. It’s always been boring and too long to me, even when I was religious. Have you ever fallen asleep during a sermon? Probably as a kid. Do you like to pray for others? No. I don’t believe anyone hears them or will intervene somehow if I ask anyway. Have you ever witnessed a miracle? No. I don’t think I believe in those anyway. Have you ever been the recipient of a miracle? Definitely not. How did you or whoever come up with the name(s) for your pet(s)? I thought “Roman” was a majestic name for a male cat, and Venus has the coloration that the planet does. Who did you last walk a dog with? Sara and I walked Buster the last time I was there. It was windy as SHIT so we didn’t get far because my ass was absolutely freezing, all the while Sara was used to it. Ride bikes with? Wow, good question. I haven’t ridden a bike in many, many years. Hold hands with? My friend Summer did yesterday when she was trying to reassure me of something. For what reason did you last high five someone? Ryder and Aubree each caught Pokemon in Pokemon GO. :’’’’) I was watching them in the car while my sister/their mom was doing something at work, and they wanted to play it; they’ve come to learn that between my phone and DS, I’m the Pokemon provider, lol. I was the proudest fucking aunt ever bc they did SO GOOD after getting the hang of throwing the ball like Y’ALL. When Ash came back to the car, I gave ‘em each high fives before getting back in. What color and type is your vehicle? Don’t have my own car. Looking to upgrade or add any time soon? I doubt I’ll have my own soon. What animal do you have the most possessions *of*, or featuring? Like, décor or stuffed animals, things like that? Not the actual living creature? Easily meerkats, holy shit do I have a collection. What do you use to wash your dishes? Gain soap. Last thing you measured? Uhhh idk. Last thing you weighed? Myself. Last song you danced to? *shrug* What do you remember from your dream last night? I just remember it was a nightmare about Dad being angry. How old were you when you got your first credit card? Lol I don’t have one. Do you talk to your parent(s) [almost] every day? Mom, yes. Dad, no, because we don’t live together. What does your shampoo and conditioner smell like? I just started using a Dove brand shampoo targeting dandruff, so I don’t think it has a specific smell. I don’t use conditioner, just adds grease to your hair, plus mine is short anyway. Last person to tell you that you smell good? Idk. Last person you told that they smell good? I also don’t know. If you smoke marijuana, what is your preferred or typical method? I’ve never touched it. Last person you ran into unexpectedly? Ummm idr. How many plants can you see right now? There’re none in my room. Last compliment you received on your appearance? HA On your character/personality? That I was a loving sister. Do you remain friends with anyone you met at your first job? N/A Who have you hugged in the past month? My mom, Summer, sisters, niece and nephew, Dad… Newest musical discovery? 3TEETH is great. Like, I'm obsessed. Their cover of “Pumped Up Kicks” snagged my attention, despite actually being iffy about it at first. Guess what I’m listening to this minute lmao. Last thing you cleaned? A cup. What exactly do you carry around all your stuff in? A purse. What do you carry around, typically? Phone, keys, wallet, hand sanitizer, and my iPod are items of note. Where is your newest scar? It’s on the palm of my left hand from Roman playing with me. Where is your oldest scar? Idk. Last thing you disposed of? The milk carton. What was the last picture someone sent you? Mom sent me a gif from Hocus Pocus to fit the witch photoshoot Summer, her friend, and I did. Did you hear a siren today? No. What do you typically drink? I would rather not pretend I tend to drink soda lmao Last bad news you heard? My aunt’s brother committed suicide a couple days ago. Last good news you heard? I don’t really know. How far away is the closest cinema from your house? It’s like, 15-ish minutes away. Have you ever been to the emergency room? Many times. Are you one of those people who can’t go without their morning coffee? Y’all know me and coffee. But in place, I have my morning Mountain Dew, rip in fucking pieces. Have you ever worn fake eyelashes? No, though I’m honestly curious what I’d look like. Do you know the story of how your parents met? If so, tell me? They were coworkers; that’s all I know. What is your favorite Chinese food? I love pork fried rice. Do you live far from your parents? I live with my Mom. I live around 20 minutes or so away from Dad. What was the last hot food you ate? I’m assuming you mean spicy as opposed to just hot as in temperature. In that case, probably hot wings. Have you ever seen a meteor shower? No. Describe your current position: I’m lying down in bed, just kinda perked up by my two pillows. Have you used a microwave today? Yes; I had a Jimmy Dean breakfast bowl. Do you prefer going out for coffee or brewing your own? N/A Have you consumed caffeine today? If so, in what form? yikes- Do you know anyone who follows a raw vegan diet and lifestyle? Not that I know of. Have you killed a bug this week? Yes; we’re dealing with a lovely mix of gnats and fleas. What was the first food you learned how to cook? Scrambled eggs. Or maybe pancakes with Mom’s assistance. Idr. Do you have a Bachelor’s degree? If so, what in? No. How many email accounts do you have? Two. Can you go see a doctor alone or do you like to take someone with you? I like my mom to be with me. How long is your average shower? 15 minutes, maybe? It depends on the routine I feel like doing. When’s the last time you had a headache? Yesterday. What woke you up this morning? I think I woke up naturally? A rare occasion nowadays. Who was the last person you cried in front of? Summer, yesterday.

[aquarianlights]

If you steal someone else’s selfie and use it as your own on a fake profile to gain attention, friends, followers, whatever the fuck. . .I very literally hope you set yourself on fire.

[Long rant coz I’m big mad.]

Also, Is2fg if I find one more fucking fake account on ANY website (even those I am not aware of) using my pictures and pretending to be me and saying/doing things that I would not do because they want to fucking... be someone they’re not. I am going to strangle a bitch. I’mma jump across the fucking internet and out of your computer and personally strangle you.

Yeah, yeah, being copied is the highest form of flattery, blah, blah, blah

NO OKAY I’M FUCKING SICK OF THIS. I have dealt with this for YEARS now. Even since my MYSPACE DAYS!! And it’s SO GODDAMN INFURIATING. Like, if you’re going to use my pictures on a fake profile, AT LEAST learn a little about me and try to pretend to have a personality similar to mine. I fucking LOVE who I have become. I love me. My personality is fucking awesome. I don’t care that I talk too much. I don’t care that I rant all the time. I don’t care that I’m loud and obnoxious sometimes. I don’t care that I’m so brutally honest that it can get offensive and hurtful. I don’t care that I make all my decisions based on logic and not emotion. I don’t care that I’m so impulsive that it ruins my life. I fucking love who I have managed to become. And I don’t want ANYONE stealing all that progress from me!

Because that is what you are doing when you steal someone’s pictures and create a fake profile and a fake personality to go with it and become fake friends with real people and then they think I’m them and that my personality, morals, values, ethics, beliefs, etc. . .line up with them. . .WHEN THEY DO NOT! DON’T FUCKING ROB SOMEONE OF THEIR PROGRESS!

I have gone through a FUCKING LOT to get to where I am today! You are fucking invalidating my progress and my experiences that helped get me here by erasing all of it just to get attention or friends or information or whatever the fuck you are doing.

And Is2g if I find one more unsourced picture of either my tattoos that I HAVE POSTED MYSELF or my different hair styles/colours or my eyes cropped out for eye modeling on fucking PINTREST AND SPECIALIZED TUMBLR BLOGS AND ALL THAT BULLSHIT, I AM GOING TO DESTROY THE INTERNET (or is abolishing net neutrality going to do that for me? oops, too soon?). 

I realize that when you post your pictures online, no matter what they are (selfies, tattoo pictures, photos of your dog, pictures of your fucking CHAIR??? IDK!), they are technically “no longer yours” and the fucking internet owns them. I mean, I guess. I know it doesn’t work that way with art, so I don’t see why it should work that way with everything else. . .but I guess that’s just the way it is nowadays. I just don’t feel like I should have to fucking put a logo in the middle of every single one of my pictures I ever take that is somewhat okay-looking (as I never take anything “good”, except maybe pictures of my dog, but that’s all just him being a good, photogenic boy).

I don’t feel like ANYONE should have to do that!

And it’s always the fucking scene/goth/emo kids getting their pictures stolen. My style has always been visual kei, so I guess in America that translates to......uh.....neon scene?? With a little bit of bright, neon, happy-harajuku goth thrown in???? I really don’t even know. BUT ANYWAYS. . .A lot of my hairstyles and dye jobs in my teen/super young adult years have had the scene look to them (yikes) and I even had all the fucking piercings and everything back then and I mean I keep those pictures up for a good laugh for me and everyone else. But. . .people actually use them and take them seriously and stuff and usually use them for some deep, sad, attention-seeking, suicidal persona???? And I’m like NO, BITCH, THAT WAS ME AS A KID. I’M NOT A FUCKING LITTLE BOY ANYMORE! I GREW UP AND GOT HELP AND ON MEDICATIONS. STOP FUCKING PROMOTING SELF HARM AND SUICIDAL IDEATION AND STOP STOP STOPPPPPPPPPPP MAKING MENTAL ILLNESSES SEEM “deep and artistic” or “cool and adding to personality depth” or whatever the fuck you children are doing nowadays.

Yeah I’m big mad. Told you.

For fucks sake, guys, IF YOU SEE MY PICTURES BEING USED SOMEWHERE (ANYWHERE) AND THEY ARE NOT SOURCED BACK TO ME IN SOME WAY (on any of my millions of social media sites) WHETHER THEY BE SELFIES, PICTURES OF ECHO, PICTURES OF MY HAIR, MY EYES, MY TATTOOS, WHATEVERRRRRRR....... PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE TELL ME! Send me a message with the link, report them yourself even if you aren’t a member of said site, and let me handle the rest.

Seriously, though, what the fuck is so wrong with just being yourself? I’m going to scream at the next person who uses someone else’s profile picture instead of just fucking snapping a goddamn selfie. Why the fuck you hiding, bro? Stop being a little bitch and put your damn pictures on the internet if you really want a face to go with YOUR account so badly. For fucks sake. Don’t invalidate the actual person in that picture by taking away all the progress they’ve made and all the experiences they’ve gone through to get there. Because that is exactly what you’re doing when you steal my goddamn selfies, you fuckin’ baubles.