#learnt a lot of things today lol

[lemedstudent2021]

Where should Jews live? Where do they belong? Where do you consider their native land to be? Honest question.

an honest question deserves an honest answer so here ya go:

Anywhere and everywhere. Jews- the followers of the Abrahamic religion Judaism- along with Muslims, Christians, Atheists, Sikhs, Vegans, and literally any human being under the sun have the right to live wherever they please (given certain criteria are met like visas and that it isnt a military station/ off limits area etc).

Yes my dear reader(s) you read that right; ones faith or lack thereof shouldnt be an obstacle in any aspect of ones life, be it medical services, education, job opportunities, so on and so forth. How novel.

That answers where they 'should' live (although I dont by any means impose anything on anyone; y'all do whatever as long as its legal and harms no one including yourself. God bless). Could is more accurate.

As for where they 'belong', this in my opinion is one of the beauties of religion: people from all walks of life can belong to a religion. Diversity lies at the heart of our existence as human beings and denying it is like denying the existence of the sun. Tolerance is a must if we are ever going to get along with each other. And this belonging isn't irrevocabley tied to geography. But I digress :)

Quick aside just so we're all on the same page: converting to a religion renders you just as valid and equal as someone born into a religion. Most if not all religions preach equality between their followers regardless of background, so i wont hear anything of 'oh theyre not real xyz' or 'they dont count' or any of that bs.

By this logic (religious demographics are, generally speaking, very diverse), there is no 'this set of people belong here, and those over there' ...and proof of that in a sense would be atheists/ agnostics; where would they 'belong'? Antarctica? Outer space? alright ill stop XD

If that were the case, most of the planet would be crammed in the Middle East lol [Syria, Jordan, and Lebanon alone are home to 34M (as of 2023), and the followers of the 3 main Abrahamic religions are an estimated 3.4B (as of 2020) globally. We wouldnt fit even if we used one of these]. Yeah nationality/ race/ ethnicity/ background influence and maybe even dictate one's religious identity, but it isn't the all or nothing we may think it to be.

Which brings us nicely to the next point, and here if you'll allow me i'd like to correct it to native land of Judaism (where it originated/ flourished/ spread whatever) as opposed to native land of Jews because as i mentioned above, a religion doesnt (or shouldnt) differentiate nor discriminate between its followers. By restricting them to one geographical location (and for some using it as an indicator of their authenticity) we do them great disservice as well as contradict the teachings themselves. A demonstration:

Im Jordanian right, (dad's maternal side are from bilad al sham; Syria) and im a born Muslim alhamdulillah. My dads Malaysian roommates from his uni days are also born Muslims (and have the best food lol, my all time favourite is lemak cili padi) and seperating us on the basis of them not being Arab or Middle Eastern is unislamic, intolerant, xenophobic, and wrong on every level. Alternatively, im just as Muslim as someone from Mecca or Medina. We're all Muslim. we are the world...

Circling back, Judaism the religion is native to the Holy land (I guess you can say it started in Egypt till it moved there but idk. Regardless), and Jews (adherants of the faith) can't in my humble opinion be fairly categorised as one monolithic unit... just like any and every other faith out there.

Another quick aside; this is merely a tumblr post that cant do the history and culture and intricacies and so much more of this matter a portion of the justice it deserves. I am but a tired medical student answering to the best of my abilities a question I was asked with my limited knowledge in theology and perspective in general, so do me a favour and keep that in mind. And to anyone reading this if you have questions or corrections or resources or anything you want to mention be my guest :)

If you're still here, I'm both grateful and amused. Here's what you probably came for, the piece de resistance if you will: 🍉israel🍉

Disclaimer: thanks for reading this far, but if you disagree in any way shape or form with any of the 30 human rights articles, you may as well stop reading and put your device through the shredder. Bigots, racists, fascists, anti vaxxers etc. dni

So far ive seen this idea, call it what you will, two times (which isnt a lot but its weird that it happened to me twice consecutively), that claims the freedom of Palestine equals a genocide of the Jews.

Er, no? No ma'am. One does not solve a genocide by comitting another genocide. What part of 'never again' are we missing here?

Before we get into politcal nominations and factions and other territories i dont plan on invading (pun intended) but might accidentally cross anyway (I forgot where i was going with this) i want to remind everyone that Judaism is not synonymous with Israel nor zionism (if u disagree with this go ahead and shred ur device too).

A refresher: Judaism is a religion, Israel is an illegal-occupying-apartheid-state, and Zionism is a movement/ ideology

So 'genocide of the Jews' is both wrong (diction) and more wrong (factually incorrect) in that the liberation of Palestine means freedom from oppression, discrimination, settler colonialism... the whole nine yards. Enough bloodshed already its been nearly 76 years.

When Netenyahu is eventually drop kicked out of office (and hopefully hung, drawn, and quartered for his plentiful warcrimes) what happens to the (illegal) citizens of Israel? Well first off, return the stolen homes and land to their rightful owners who have the keys (and documents if they werent tampered with or erased) to prove it.

As for the illegal-under-international-law settlements and new also illegal establishments; I have no idea what international laws will decree (not that I have that much faith in the judiciary system), but I assume they will be seized and evicted of the illegal tenants (how you like me now?) and given to those who have been displaced or homes ruined etc. because its theirs and theirs alone and it was unlawfully and cruelly taken away from them and not because the (remaining lol) former Israeli citizens can't or shouldn't live in palestine. they can go live somewhere where its legal. the priority is Palestinians tho.

What about the indigenous everyone else? As long as their houses aren't stolen or illegal they can should stay because its legal and its theirs and thats that. you cannot kick someone out of their home to give it to another (which was the basis of the creation of Israel.) because its ✨i l l e g a l✨

And the people who dont belong so to speak? I think this one's case by case; like I said at the very, very beginning; people have the right to live wherever as long as its legal and ok to do so regardless of faith or background, and no one should be denied their right to live in Palestine as a country like any other, but they certainly must be denied living in homes stolen and given to them because thats, say it with me now, illegal <3

[academicazura]

april 30th

OMG YOU GUYS, i made it, i finally turned the physics course in and hey it was still 3 hours before the deadline, lol... i couldn't get started until 1pm cause i was at the eye doctor for the whole morning!

i'm honestly so relieved to get it over with this course. i'm not happy that i couldn't do it to the full extent of my capability. the study log kind of sucked and i skipped one of the 20 exercises. but i gotta be proud of myself for doing everything in a small timeframe and not giving up on it even if it was hard. and i'm happy with a lot of the things i learnt, it's a great feeling. but honestly, i can't wait to sleep in peace tonight.

ON TO OTHER THINGS: in the photos you can see a new journal i bought. i thought i'd separate my freewriting/diary entries from my bullet journal to a different notebook, so i bought this one today! i'm kind of excited to start journaling for real, again. it's been a while.

tomorrow, i'll take the day off, kind of. i'll have to plan the rest of my courses, but that's chill work if anything. then i can spend some time with my hobbies. i really want to get my routines back on track for may and be able to write, watch films, exercise, etc. reguralry.

sorry for the long post! i'm excited to move on to may, even if my may day eve partying was just finishing a school course XD tomorrow we ball

today i

finished the rest of my physics assignments! (5/6)

made a decision: didn't do the last one out of all 20 ex. and i forgive myself cause today was the deadline for the course and by the time i had done the 19th exercise it was 6pm and i still had to write the WHOLE study log...

made stuff up for the study log, honestly couldn't remember what i had studied at all but i made it sound sincere, i'm more of a writer than a physician anyways

next up: relax for the evening and go to bed early!!

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hi uhm sorry if I bother you: could you please write Percy x daughter of Disciplina (minor Roman goddess of discipline) who’s very uhm well rules-oriented, similar to Jason and cold and military though secretly loves cute and chaotic things (though doesn’t partake) so it’s kind of a rival to lovers situation please? And they meet when Percy arrives at the camp Jupiter? Thank you so much and feel free to decline ofc! Bye bye! Ps: loved your Nike series and I can’t wait for the Hypnos piece too! Take your time though, ofc!

This was a cute idea <3 and I liked writing about Camp Jupiter I haven't had any roman demigod requests before! sorry it took so long I'm multitasking so much haha but this ended up as 2.1k words lol <3

rules orders kisses instructions---Percy Jackson x roman child of Disciplina

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-First of all, it wasn’t your fault that you managed to bring the most chaotic, rule breaking, cute, carefree, demigod into Camp Jupiter.

-You were posted just inside the borders, watching for monsters and the like, and though you’d never admit it, it was one of the quietest and therefore dullest spots for patrol. Nothing ever came through, and you spent most of your time sharpening your weapon and spotting cloud animals. Until something did come through, namely, the bane of your entire existence. 

-He came running over the hills with a panda pillow pet and a bronze sword, followed by a hoard of screeching monsters, telling ‘Perseus Jackson’ that today was the day he would die. At the time, rescuing this random demigod was the right thing to do, but looking back, if you had just let him be trampled by the contents of Tartarus, it would have fixed a lot of your problems. Instead you opened the gates to Camp Jupiter and let him in.

-Both of you stood beyond the gates, which were made out of some solid metal that the Trivia kids had installed. They had never disclosed what it was that vaporized the monsters the second they touched it. You should probably check in with that, now that you think about it. 

-Perseus had made quite the fuss when the first cohort and the praetors showed up, making giant hands out of one of the rivers that ran along the edge of the city and then being introduced by a god. He took it all in his stride, and even had the nerve to back-talk Octavian [something you’d never admit to wanting to do yourself]. 

-You hated him immediately.

-Well, maybe not hate, hate was a strong word for simple feelings. You would just rather if Percy [he had corrected the use of his name immediately. You were grateful. Perseus was a stupid name.] had a bit more respect for the way Camp Jupiter worked, and stopped teaching the younger soldiers swear words during meal times. 

-A few days into his stay, he approached you in one of the large canvas tents set up. You’d been mapping out which of the hills you were going to use as a base in the next war game with Dakota, when he tripped on his shoelaces and righted himself, grinning at both you and Dakota. 

-Apparently he wanted to thank you for not leaving him out the border to fight off the army of monsters on his tail, and volunteered to help out on your team during the war games in return.

-You told him you would consider once he learnt to tie his shoelaces properly.

-You’d then assumed that would be the last of it, thankfully, [although for some reason you’d scan the fifth cohorts section sometimes for a mess of black hair, but you were just trying to keep the younger soldiers vocabulary appropriate. Obviously.] and spent the rest of the day taking poisonous bows and quivers off the children of Mercury, and explaining to the daughter of Pluto that she wasn’t allowed to ‘have a go at summoning a horse skeleton for funsies’.

-Reyna marched between the canvas tents with her metal dogs, barking instructions and sending out a few Helios kids and legacies as medics.

-Ten minutes before the game officially started, when the opposite side were posted up too far away to see their silhouettes on the mountain ridge, and the children of Mars were untying the war elephant from its posts and readying it for battle, Percy burst back into the tent. One of the leopards getting a spiked collar attached to its neck growled, but settled back down when Dakota spoke sharply to it. Lavinia went to shoo Percy out, but something about the easy grin on his lips made you wave a hand, and Lavinia went back to instructing the Vulcan children. 

-Percy ran to you, and in quite the untimely fashion, kicked one of his feet up onto the battle plans, mud and dirt smearing across the maps and charts. Before you could yell at him, you spotted his shoes. 

-“How’s that for being allowed to fight?” Somehow, in the few hours he’d had spare, Percy had acquired a pair of purple velcro sneakers. 

-You stood there for a moment, and then narrowed your eyes at him, folding your arms as well, just to make your point. “If you left Camp Jupiter I will have to report you, you know that, right?”

-He just smirked. “You like me too much. And don’t worry, I traded Octavian's diary for them, some Venus legacy guy had a spare pair. Purple isn’t really my color, but watch!”

-Thankfully, he took his feet off the table, but a moment later he was running across the cramped tent, and threw his arms out for balance as small wheels popped out of the soles of his shoes. A coat of shields crashed to the floor, and the leopard in the corner jumped to its feet and scampered out. Someone yelled and Percy proceeded to spin in a circle and then slip and fall.

-For the first time, you became annoyed that your reflexes were so good, because Percy was sprawled out in your arms, which were under his, keeping him from becoming impaled by a stray electric spear. You held your breath for as long as you could, pulling your expression into one blank of emotions, but then you couldn’t hold it any longer. 

-You laughed.

-Pery turned around, pulling his shirt down and skidding a little on the floor. His green eyes you only just noticed were the same shade as the lake near the stables were wide, and he was slack jawed. 

-Your stomach started to hurt as you giggled, “what?”

-“You can laugh!”

-“Of course I can laugh, Perseus, I am a person.”

-“I didn’t know you could laugh. And it’s Percy, don’t make fun of me.”

-You went back to glaring at him quickly, and he visibly dulled. You just rolled your eyes and began brushing mud dewy grass of the battle plans. He peeked over your shoulder, hair tickling your neck, so you planted one of the little markers Dakota liked to use to show where people would be patrolling. 

-Percy pouted, and you quickly looked away from his mouth [why were you even looking at his mouth?], “can’t I be the horse?”

-“The Pluto girl is the horse, she’s making sinkholes along the tracks to our base, trying to dilute the flow of soldiers. You can be the dog, it’s cute.”

-“You think I’m cute?”

-His smile when he said that was in fact, cute, but you didn’t tell him that. Instead you picked up another of the little coloured markers, and moved it to where you’d initially put the dog. “Fine, you can be the toucan, because you’re an imbecile.” 

-“No wait, I wanna be the dog now... And what did toucans ever do to you?” 

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-You became quite accustomed to the sound of smooth clicking, a scrape, and then Percy yelping and bumping into the back of you over the next few days. 

To the north, beyond the gods, lies the legion's crown. 

Falling from ice, the son of Neptune shall drown.

-You didn’t see him off. 

-You knew it wasn’t polite, the entirety of the army stood on the shore as Percy, the Pluto girl, and the boy who cared for the war elephant waved them off. But you stayed at your post by the border instead, watching cloud animals and pretending not to see someone sinking to their death in each one.

-But the army didn’t sit with him at every meal because technically, you were a superior and didn’t have an assigned legion, you had just usually sat with Reyna or Jason. You’d eat the breads and nuts and fruits the satyrs and harpies brought while Percy ate everything in sight that was even slightly blue. 

-The army wasn’t given a daisy chain as a crown when you showed Percy through the gardens, the trees and flowers acting as borders to the paths leading across the city in the direction of the universities and shops. The army didn’t find an old basketball in the weapons shed and learn to play with Percy, because he couldn’t remember playing before, but he was good. 

-The army didn’t sneak him into the stables because really you weren’t allowed but somehow the rearing black stallions calmed him when his breathing got too fast and uneven. 

-The army didn’t sit at the edge of the river bed while he ducked under and splashed around like a happy duckling. That stopped when the prophecy was first spoken. Percy skirted around puddles on the last day.

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-There was blood. Lots of it. Smoke wafting from the scattered fires and screams piercing the muggy air. 

-You held your weapon tightly in your hand, back to back with Dakota as he brandished a baseball bat wound tight with thorny vines that curled and writhed like snakes. 

-Monsters crawled over the mountain ridge in waves, at least half of them squashed by the giant stomping in circles and roaring, creating miniature earthquakes with each step. Alcyoneus was forty feet tall, his skin a metallic sort of color that shone like the sun Helios was bringing into the middle of the stormy sky. 

-The fifth legion ran into places, maps and diagrams you’d drilled into them, finally being put to use as they worked effortlessly. The war elephant had doubled, somehow, and both charged at the violent giant currently ripping the roof off the stables, knocking him sideways.

-For a short moment, you assumed maybe a finger had been cut off from the monster, as a bronze sort of color streaked across the horizon, but then it came to a stop in front of Lavinia, who was dragging an unconscious demigod across the battlefield in the direction of the hidden medic base by the university. 

-Hazel, the Pluto girl [you’d finally learnt her name] sat atop a stallion, her cavalry helmet over her curly hair. You made eye contact, and her shoulder sunk, but you weren’t sure if it was with relief or disappointment. You couldn’t see her expression from across the bloodstained distance, but you could see the blue harpy foaming at the mouth behind her, talons outstretched. 

-You turned to Dakota, but he was already kneeling a little, bracing himself as you stepped on one of his hands, and then he launched you forwards and up, up into the smokey air filled with screams and wails. 

-Time slowed a little as you positioned yourself, wind whipping your eyes and making them sting. Hazel ducked as you flipped over her and landed on the Harpies back, rolling it away and further down the hill. Talons raked your cheek, and you whacked it over the head, hard.

-The bronze streak was gone already. Somehow the horse was running vertically up the side of the giant, and then began circling its neck.

-The sleeve of your purple shirt was ripped free and you held it to your face, the deep cuts dripping down your neck and already staining your skin in dark red blotches. Pain prickled, but you felt a chill down your spine, and by the time you had turned, the horned snake’s jaw was already unhinged, fangs dripping with something dark and oily and ready to bite.

-Your heart slowed, or maybe it sped up, all you knew was that it was the only thing you could hear.

-You held your arms in front of your scratched up face and tried to roll, but the snake's tail was already heavy across you, pining you to the blood stained cobblestone ground. You reached for where your weapon had been lost in the wrestle a moment before, but then there was a dragged out squelching sound and a ‘shing’. 

-The snake froze, and then its head slipped off its body, landing by Percy’s feet.

-He launched forwards as quickly as the snake had, only he pulled you from the cocoon of scales, panting. Your hands shook, and Percy’s eyes widened when he spotted the splatter of blood on your neck, his face going pale.

-You shook your head weakly, “just my cheek, it’s not bad.”

-He nodded, and then you were once again wrapped up tightly, this time by Percy’s arms. You noticed vaguely that he was actually pretty buff, but then you felt your eyes prickle with emotion.

-He stepped back quickly, ducking his head, “sorry, I..”

-“You didn’t drown.”

- “I technically did but it’s all good now-” 

-You cut him off with another hug, your face buried in his shoulder, probably covering him in your own blood as well, but Percy didn’t seem to mind when he hugged you back, chest heaving. You sniffed, trying not to cry, hands tight around his hoodie, “you smell like incense and hay.”

-“That, yeah that explains a lot of it actually.”

-“You don’t get to go on another quest without me, that’s an order.”

-“Yes please.”

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[stollemyheart]

🍓⸝⸝˚₊・september

days 5-7 of 30

THURSADY, 5TH SEPTEMBER-SATURDAY, 7TH SEPTEMBER

whew!! uni kicked my ass lol. it's finally the weekend, but I have a lot of work i need to catch up on. but i met my friends for dinner yesterday, which was pretty awesome. it's so weird to have all my friends living so far away because we all ended up in different unis lol. but the weather has been very nice recently, and i hope it stays that way. also happy ganesh chathurthi to everyone who celebrates!! it's one of my favourite festivals

things i did today:

did a LOT of coding; i learnt C today, and i'll never look at semi-colons the same again

played the piano <3

went to the temple

🎧: gajanana by sukhwinder singh

[creepylittlelady]

TOBY AND EJ IN YOUR AU PLEASE

Hello, sorry it took me so long to respond! I was quite busy today lol

I like Toby and EJ, so I have quite a bit on them! Sorry if you don't like them because they're not the most canon accurate, they're actually a bit more on the fanon side in some parts ;) I wanna give some more slice-of-life headcanons but if you want more serious ones I'll give them to you!

Toby

-So you know that 'Toby loves waffles :3" thing? Well in my AU it was a thing that happened but just not to that extreme. When he first moved into the mansion (Yes this is a Slendermansion AU), Waffles were his safe food and he ate them quite a lot, making the other residents at the time to make an inside joke about Toby loving waffles. These days he can't even look at a waffle without Jeff and Ben screaming "SAY THE LINE!" and staring at him until he says it.

It basically goes like:

Slender: What do you want for breakfast? Toby: *nervously fidgeting* Toby: *whispers* Waffles. Ben, from the other side of the room: DID I JUST HEAR SOMEONE SAY WAFFLES?? Ben and Jeff, in unison: SAY THE LINE TOBY! *UNCOMFORTABLE EYE CONTACT* Toby: *sighs* I love waffles. Ben: FUCK YEAH! Toby: I hate this stupid house.

-He's basically immune to Slender Sickness. Due to being around Slender so much he doesn't feel nauseous around him and gets really confused when newer residents get it when they first see him.

-He often has periods where he's really apathetic to most things and doesn't care, and then in the blink of an eye becomes an uncontrollable mess. He's got poor emotional regulation and when he gets irritated he goes into a RAGE about it.

-He secretly learnt Necromancy from a book in the Library and used it to try and bring back Lyra (is Lyra still a canon thing? Apparently she's her own character but I'm not sure at all). But Necromancy is a really difficult thing to accomplish so although he PARTIALLY brought her back she's more like a mindless zombie.

-Sometimes he'll visit his mother's house in the dead of night and leave presents for her. It's just something he does subconsciously that nobody knows about. On occasion Connie wakes up while he's doing it, but she just assumes that she's seeing things.

Every year on her birthday he breaks into her new house and places an inconspicuous birthday present on the dining table. She'll wake up the next morning incredibly confused on how it got there. Toby wishes that he and his mom can really meet again one day.

-Him and Natalie's relationship is...turbulent, to say the least. They've gotten together and broken up so much that nobody knows when they're dating anymore. They're really close regardless and hang out a lot, but they just hook up sometimes randomly, go on one date and break up again.

-His dad currently resides in the Underworld and Toby's met him several times. Due to his father being a sinner, the lowest of the low, Toby often beats him and stabs him with his axe every time he sees him. It's all perfectly legal.

-He frequently forgets random information about himself. Like at times he'll wake up and forget it's his birthday that day, he'll forget his age, sometimes he'll even forget his own name. Like deadass Masky will call his name like a million times and he'll be like "Man I hope this Toby fella answers soon".

-His closest friends are Masky, Hoodie, Kate and Natalie. He doesn't actually like Jeff all that much as he sees him as a dick, and he's pretty neutral towards most other people in the mansion. He HATES Ben and finds him scary, he won't even make eye contact. He prefers Eyeless Jack over the two of them however as he's Jeff and Ben's close friend he doesn't talk to him much.

-He actually secretly dislikes most of the mansion residents. Although he's pretty nice to everyone since he believes in yk not being a major bitch he doesn't care about most of them.

-MASSIVE PYROMANIAC, since he can't feel pain he doesn't really feel a sense of danger such as when there's a fire or when there's an enemy nearby.

-Okay, without delving too deep into my AU, he's one of the only ones who knows what's up 'going on' behind the scenes with Slenderman and Zalgo. He's somewhat aware of it so when an 'incident' happens he'll mainly be apathetic to it. Often times when Slenderman 'disappears', he'll cover for him.

-His mouth and jaw are incredibly numb so he can't really taste food, sometimes food will slip out of his mouth and he just won't know.

-When it comes to Sally and Lazari, he actually really likes them but sometimes when he's in his more irritable moods he finds them incredibly annoying and has snapped at Lazari a lot of times.

-When it comes to 'Missions' (like Proxy stuff), he's the only one that ever actually obeys Slender's orders. He has to remind Masky and Hoodie of what they're meant to be doing so much it tires him so he just lets them do what they think they're meant to do and laugh when they screw it up.

-He finds it funny with other people make mistakes, like he'll die of laughter when Laughing Jack hits his nose against a door.

-He owns a can of Pepper Spray that he'll use against Ben, Nina or the other ratchet Pastas when they get too crazy.

-Sometimes he'll act like fanon Toby, but more as a means of sarcasm. When Masky and Hoodie first met him they thought he was being serious so chocked him up as some incompetent loser, but he quickly let them know that he meant business.

-His love language is giving people random stuff. Like not even expensive stuff but if he likes you he'll hand you something random that he thinks you'll like. Or he'll give you a fun fact about a topic he knows you're interested in. He has a bunch of random Edgar Allen Poe or Drawing facts for Slender and Natalie. Once he gave Masky a black Sharpie he found lying in the woods for some reason.

-He's such a terrible singer on GOD but the thing is is that he loves singing so much that nobody can bring it up to him that he's shit at it.

-He has a lot of vocal tics, like he'll hum a random melody or yell "GOO GOOBIE!" randomly. Everyone's used to it. He's actually terrible at hiding from his victims because of this. He also has a tic where he throws WHATEVER is in his hands at that current moment right up into the air. Sometimes it's funny but other times it's concerning, especially when he's holding his own axe.

-Doesn't like video games because he finds them annoying and stressful.

-Once he got so mad at everyone that he checked himself into a Psych Ward under the name "Erin Rogers" and stayed there for a good six months. Everyone was so worried about him for a half of year and genuinely thought he was dead or in serious danger until one day he just waltzed back into the Labrinth unharmed and was like "Hey guys guess you've been wondering where I've been".

-He doesn't perceive the idea of people worrying about him so he does a lot of concerning things and doesn't realise that people genuinely worry for his safety sometimes.

-He's got no filter, or just has a really lax one. He'll say basically anything that comes to mind out loud, even if it's offensive to the person he's currently talking to.

-The kid goes missing A LOT. Slender actually had to file a Missing Persons Report for him because he disappeared for 4 months without contacting anyone. He comes back fine every time but he never tells anyone where he goes.

-Adding on to this, I kinda headcanon that he has a strange form of Amnesia where for months on end he'll forget who he is, anything about himself or his past, or even who anybody is around him. This causes him to run away frequently.

-He subconsciously uses himself as a human shield every time one of his friends is in danger. He'll throw himself in front of Masky and Hoodie if they're about to be shot by an Underworld General or something.

-Thinks that blood is really tasty and often will lick his own blood. This dude is NOT sanitary.

-Takes like one shower a year because he just forgets that he has a human body that gets dirty. Which is weird considering he's outside in the dirt and in a puddle of blood like every other day.

-He doesn't have a concept of boundaries so often time's he'll grab someone suddenly if he wants their attention. Usually it's harmless and the new Pastas get used to it eventually, but sometimes it's problematic when he grabs Lazari's horns or LJ's cone nose without their consent.

-Because in my AU Slenderman's Forest is a Labrinth where people don't age, although he's maybe in his 20s now he's still the exact same as he was when he was 17. He doesn't have a concept of time so this doesn't phase him as much as it phases EJ.

SPEAKING OF EJ...

Eyeless Jack

-He's got demon ears, and a demon tail. Yes that's right EJ IS A FURRY!!! Just Kidding but he does have some characteristics of a demon.

-There's a slight different between a Half-Demon like Lazari and a transformed demon like EJ. For one EJ has WAY more demonic urges than Lazari does and whilst hers are manageable, EJs definitely aren't. If he wants to kill, he has to do it otherwise he'll harm everything in his way, including himself.

-He's tried to cannibalise himself out of frustration several times, and his arms are now just permanently in bandages. Toby hits him with the Pepper Spray everytime he sees him chewing on any body part at all.

-When he's not submitting to his Demonic Urges, he's a really chill and nice guy. He's way more sane than anybody else in the Mansion and thinks everyone's unique and likes to observe them. His dream was always to be a doctor to support his parents and help others, so often times he takes care of people when they're sick.

-His demon side isn't that scary since he won't harm anybody he's close to, only himself and random people he comes across. Of course, you'll be terrified when you first see him absolutely DEVOURING the dead corpse of some random girl, but he'll always tell you that he'll never hurt you, even when he's in his Demonic State.

-Although he's an incredibly nice guy, he suffers severely with trust issues, especially when it comes to Romantic Affairs. Upon realising that Sally and Lazari were shipping him with all sorts of people, he got incredibly angry and told them that it wasn't okay.

-He's uncomfortable with romance in general after what happened with Jenny and doesn't see anybody in the Mansion as a potential Romantic Partner, since he sees relationships as something that will always end terribly and he doesn't want to soil his friendships with anyone.

-He's very close to Jeff and Ben, often coming along on their strange adventures just to watch. He believes that they aren't as bad as Toby thinks they are, so he finds it fun to hang out with them.

-He and Jeff are jokingly (KEYWORD JOKINGLY) romantic towards each other after finding out that Lazari had written fanfiction about the two of them. Although he doesn't like being shipped, Jeff helped turn into more of a funny inside joke.

-Although he has an affinity for human organs in his Demonic State and still nonchalantly consumes Kidneys regularly, he doesn't actually like meat. He's not really Vegan or Vegetarian, but he'll choose a Salad over a Steak, if you get what I'm saying.

-He's a valuable asset to the house due to his medical knowledge, and because of this is quite close to Dr Smiley and Nurse Ann, and often helps assist them with more serious cases like Natalie's eye infection and Jeff's mouth...injuries.

-He's one of the few people in the Mansion that actually liked Nina when she came, since most hated her initially, EJ helped her settle in and get to know everybody. He helps her a lot, especially when it comes to drama with her and Jeff.

-He really likes rock music and can play Guitar really well. He's not a great singer but can play an Acoustic Arrangement for any song you request him to do.

-Him and Liu are very close friends and helps Liu with panic attacks and sleep paralysis.

-He has a strictly PLATONIC relationship with everyone in the Mansion and outright discourages dating between residents, and didn't really approve of Natalie and Toby's relationship. Because of this he has no problem touching people in any way or sleeping in the same bed as people.

-As I said earlier, he did disapprove of Natalie and Toby's former relationship and advised them to break things off early, but he didn't really want to outright sabotage them. However, his own former trust issues subconsciously make him sabotage any romance he sees. He even discourages people on having CRUSHES in the Mansion.

-His trust issues cause a lot of problems, actually. Although he has no problem touching people or getting in their personal boundaries, he'll be PISSED if anybody grabs him suddenly or tries to hold his hand or anything like that.

-He has a rivalry with Laughing Jack over who's the better Jack. So far they're both even. Eyeless Jack insists that one day he'll win and be the true Jack.

-Okay in all seriousness EJ has been through a lot of shit, especially when he turned into EJ. I remember when I was little I saw this Creepypasta named "EJ Returns" or something like that where he was tied up in some Demon Hunter's basement.

This has happened to him a lot of times. Sometimes when he suddenly turns back to normal after eating somebody he'll get caught and he's the least fortunate out of everyone in the sense that the people that he gets caught by are ALWAYS occultists.

-He often has nightmares about being in this situation and because of this HATES basements and never goes into the Mansions basement unless there's a rotting corpse in there that he wants to eat.

-He desperately misses his old life, more than most of the Pastas do. Since his family and old friends are still alive he makes it an unhealthy habit to stalk them and follow them around in real life.

-In my AU, Jack Nyras is still a missing person and his disappearance was so mysterious that his case is still talked about on True Crime Podcasts. It was a nasty shock when he turned on the radio one day to discover people creating conspiracy theories on what really happened to him.

-When he came to the Mansion, his reaction was similar to Pomni from TADC. He believed it wasn't real. He broke down and wouldn't leave his room for WEEKS, and it was actually Jeff who brought him out of his shell. Although most Pastas think Jeff is a stuck up asshole EJ does have a sort of appreciation for him.

-He's blind, and although has a walking stick knows his way around the Mansion well enough to not need a guide. His sense of smell and his hearing is incredibly good.

-There's a lot of Braille books in the Library, and the section for it is referred to as the "EJ Section".

-He really likes Harry Potter and watches the movies every year.

-Jeff actually found him right outside the Forest, desperately consuming the flesh of someone Jeff had killed a day prior.

-Jack's sexuality is unknown, but we do know that he is at least attracted to women. He's claimed to have found men hot before but we may never know if he was telling the truth.

-His tail only really comes out when he's in his Demonic State, and yanking on it will NOT get you a good reaction.

-He has a fascination with watching people sleep. Don't ask him why, because he wouldn't tell you the answer.

-Upon his knowledge of what's 'going on', he has an understanding due to Toby constantly covering for Slender and Zalgo's strange behaviour. Due to being uncontrollably violent at times himself, he's sympathetic to whatever's truly going on but doesn't want to get involved.

-He does jobs with the Proxies quite a lot to the point where he even gets a paycheck (The Proxies are not slaves in this AU).

-He's really good at video games and even buys Ben a new Majora's Mask cartridge every year on his birthday to celebrate. Ben sees EJ as one of his favourite people and because of this tells him a lot about what his life was like before Drowning, but EJ won't tell.

-He owns a possessed item. It's a stuffed rabbit named Judas whom he insists can talk, but only when there is nobody else nearby. Lucy read Judas' aura and concluded that whoever is possessing Judas is a malicious entity. Despite this, EJ hasn't gotten rid of him.

-He discovered Nina and Liu and were the ones to bring them to the mansion.

-Due to the Forest being a Labyrinth and preventing it’s residents from ageing, EJ is constantly having an existential crisis on how old he is. Is he 19? Is he 29? Is he 50? He has no idea and worries about it everyday

Well, these are just some of them to get the ball rolling! I hope you liked them! If you want some more AU backstory I'll be happy to give more details ;)

If you want any more of them, whether it be on a specific topic, serious or light-hearted, feel free to ask! This was fun to write, I hope you enjoy reading, please correct me if I say anything that's too out of canon :3

If you’d like to ask for any characters in specific, any AU lore or any questions in general about the world then go ahead I promise I’ll try my best to always respond!!!

[melrosing]

I'm sorry if this is a horrible insensitive question to ask but how long did your father live after diagnosis and when did you first start noticing his symptoms of glioblastoma? My uncle was diagnosed in May and I don't know anyone who has had this illness before. It's really frightening and I'm so sorry for you and your dad and your loved ones. I am thinking of you.

firstly, I am really so sorry to hear your uncle has been diagnosed with the same. getting that news was the worst day of my life, I wish I didn't recall it so vividly but it's like I can remember it all by the minute. I'm thinking of you and yours too, and pls reach out if you ever want to chat.

and no worries, I don't really mind talking about it all. like honestly for the last 12 months it felt like there was nothing else to talk about, so I guess I got used to it lol. dad was diagnosed with a brain tumour 1 year + 2 days prior to the day he died, though the glioblastoma diagnosis came a little under two weeks after that. still, the shorter end of the prognosis was essentially true for him.

as for when the symptoms first started showing up, that's a bit more complicated... we noticed his first seizure in August 2022, which was 13 months before diagnosis, but we didn't recognise it as a seizure because it was like... a minor focal I think it was described in hindsight?? and bizarrely, my dad didn't experience any severe seizures until the last few days of his life.

but we do think looking back that he could've had the tumour for much longer. won't go into it all in detail but there were subtle differences in his personality and energy levels since maybe 2020/2021, and I've since heard it's possible for glioblastoma wildtype to lay kind of dormant but present for a while, before they go ham. I still don't know much about the disease and at this point I don't feel I really want or need to, but yeah. either way it doesn't matter, because there's no curing these things.

sorry this message sounds so bleak, and I hope you don't take it to mean that things will be exactly the same for your uncle. things are different for every person. dad didn't get a lot of time but he had some blessings others who live longer don't get, which is that he never experienced pain from the illness, and he retained his longterm memories till the last days of his life. there were also other personal factors that made his cancer harder to control, i.e. his lynch syndrome, and hydrocephalus from the surgery. anyway, it's hard, but I try to be grateful for the blessings and the time I had with him.

i don't know if you want advice, but if I have any for you, I think it's just to take each day as it comes. people said this to me all the time in the beginning and it sounds trite, but I really learnt that it's all anyone can do. celebrate the daily victories, love that person as they are now, and be glad that you're with them today. all my best to you x

[boyakishantriage]

Humans *bickering bickering*

Alien: what's. Going. On??

Human: good question, if I had to guess. Something about fashion.

Alien: fashion?

Human1: no, I say pink and green...

Human: ... I mean, they're arguing with fancy names, colours, photos. I generally-

Alien: no. How. Why would you argue about clothing?

Humans: *freezes and starts shouting at alien*

Human: hey, what's so bad about... *Thinks* Arabic fabric?

Human4: OH DON'T GET ME STARTED-

Alien: how-

Human: generally speaking, skimming fashion blogs for key discourse points-

Alien: no. How. How do you keep doing that?

Human: do what?

Alien: Every situation, problem. You're always so-

Human: calm.

Alien: Yeah. And you know-

Human: exactly what to say?

Alien: and-

Human: it's frustrating that I somehow keep finishing sentences so simply and easily?

Alien: ... Yes.

Human: dunno, I just. Plan a lot, scaffold and have a finger in every industry. I don't bother with the changing styles, but there's always something that stays consistent in those spheres.

Alien: ... Like what?

Human: Engineering nerds, constantly arguing over hypothetical problems and best ways to fix em. Same with philosophy, IT, film and a lot of creative or functional fields. More qualitative industries it's comparisons, things and ways to make thing appear feel etc.

Alien but how do you-

Human: I don't. I just scribble notes with eight layers versus the standard 3-5 layered notes.

Alien: How do-

Human: good question. I don't remember, just. Planned until i hit a wall, then worked around it, under it and through it.

Alien: but how-

Human: I told you, we lost a lot of information. We've learnt and figured out a lot with what we have, but we've lost so much that it drives a lot of people insane.

Alien: ...

Human: but, we just. Move on, write down what we know so we don't lose more and just. Go with it I guess, but I'm special. One of a kind as far as anyone or I can tell, and yeah. I make mistakes, yeah I get scared and yeah. I'll probably get into shit for being what I am-

Alien: but that doesn't answer any of the questions.

Human: Well, I don't have an answer for you.

Alien: but. How. You're so ready and yet you don't-

Human: *shrugs* Again, we lost so much. People, memories, techniques, history. we don't now what we don't, but if we fixated on that we'd never get anywhere. Worry about something that's important but lost, or worry about something that's less important. But here *baps the alien's chest*

Alien: ... But-

Human: no more buts, think about it later. For now, you've got your job and I've got mine.

Alien: ...

I still don't understand this species, words I've frustrated by my predecessors, but. It's difficult. Humans are so diverse, complex and hard to really understand. But they are also so, simple. So, paradoxical in how two opposing nature's can work together as seperate and as one. And the human's theories, friends. Network. All of it, it just. Doesn't make sense, yet it works. And we have evidence it's not just about being a human, but not a mindset or something you learn. While I have not changed much from this, the questions this raises which nobody seems to be able to answer. From the invasion to today, the final report and attached files. Nothing makes sense.

Human: that's. Kind of the point.

Alien: ... Who is this?

Human: hacked your device, this is a program that creates a window for me to type into lol.

Alien: What. How-

Human: human nature is complicated, messy and is more a catch all term to describe a kind of mindset. Nobody actually knows how, when or what it is. But it's like hope.

Hope is a lie, we all know it, deep down. But it's about trying, to be better and try even when it's hopeless. Pointless even, it doesn't make sense because when we asked why should we,we just responded

Well, why not?

[project-sekai-facts]

7 months into playing this game and I’m still having epiphanies that are dumb as shit. Like yesterday I realized needLe was capitalized that way because it’s a pun on the need in leo/need. And today I realized Akito named his team with Toya the bad dogs even tho he’s afraid of dogs batman-style. Do you have any late realizations like that?

kind of embarrassing but it took me like. 2 months? to realise that all the covers in the game are vocaloid songs. Yeah that's my worst one.

there's definitely more than just this but i've been playing for quite a while now so i don't remember a lot of the dumb realisations i had 6 months in lol

oh wait yesterday i learnt that there is slight skintone variation between the characters. sometimes with the same character across different cards. guessing it's an artist thing.

[doubleedgemode]

that post u made about A.B.A regarding her classic GG quotes is so interesting I had no idea she said that! I haven’t played the earlier games, would u happen to have screenshots of where she says that or where I might be able to see some of her classic/unused quotes ? I just like having that stuff on hand lol. Thank you!

Thanks to you, anon, for making me revisit the screenshots, and sure thing! I'm gonna link the page, keep in mind it's super meaty and covers a lot of characters so ctrl F search will be your best friend to find specific character/quotes :)

I found them in this big quote compilation in guiltygear.ru, click the sentence to go there. (Kudos to @/solradguy's big gg neo.cities archival efforts making me find the page)... BUT before anything, important DISCLAIMERS❗:

1. Some of the quotes in general can get kind of explicit or with double entendres so uh keep that in mind.

2. Something I just learnt after going to find you the translations, it's to keep in mind their author: See, this is better explained in the aforementioned ne.ocities archival, but a lot of the site's translations were made by someone who, without going too much into detail, is... a controversial member of the community, who is known for putting a good bunch of misconceptions and mistakes into their translations. (Also they have, in my opinion, unsavory and even problematic takes about the franchise. Don't try to argue with them, just block, per proper net etiquette) I don't know japanese so I don't know if this quote index suffers from that so in the end, we'll have to take all this quote info with a huge grain of salt.

Keeping all this in mind, this is already probably a wordier answer than you expected BUT since we are at it, I'll ramble about some A.B.A quotes (in no order) that I found interesting about the topic under the cut, if you want to read that.

First and third quotes in this picture are pretty self explanatory about this part of her character. The vs Faust intro... Man, that looks straight out of her strive song. Dunno if they pulled inspiration from that, but it seems even in the classic days they had a pretty clear idea of part of A.B.A's story being existing and thriving in her own unique way.. Which makes me kind of emotional for some reason ;_;

These were NOT unused as far as I can tell, but obviously do correct me if wrong!

I find it fascinating how much of clear glimpses these are are into her law obsession (more on that specific one later) and believing herself to be a high class person and looking above "lower classes" shoulders.

Some of these aren't exclusively about the aforementioned topics but they mention her cooking god knows what creatures (like in that one infamous xxac ending) and just.. being a scared, pathetic individual at heart. Sigh.

There are probably more examples of all this but this post needs to end sometime today.😭 So, returning to her law thing being an obsession in capital letters, look at her ingame overdrives:

But before that, the elephant in the room: People's observations of her instakill looking pretty taxing to her to perform and even making a berserk Paracelsus look like even he thinks this goes too far are not far from the truth. "I might not recover this time... Dying!!!" What else can I say, that's just sad.. and very interesting lorewise about the toll of this kind of summonings. Yeah, people noticed that in strive, she can summon the same exact door as in her insta with no struggle (or at least not the same level for sure) indicates her power or skill have improved which is so so fascinating.. Anyways. Back to the law thing. We've always had a huge sign under our noses: Her saying Evidence in her overdrives. While sure it can be evidence in a more general meaning, like proving facts or something, it does call to LEGAL evidence, too

...Maybe that was super obvious for everybodh but I'm afraid to admit I didn't connect the dots til now haha 😅

I cannot access my xxacp copy right now to see if her saying shouko during her overdrives is correct, but were we to take this as truth and also trust a japanese language study site as solid because. Again I have zero knowledge of japanese... According to Nihongoclassroom..

It can be used in a legal setting.

And with this we can neatly wrap this up... Tdlr I guess she's living up to her creator being a mansion owner (which isn't precisely cheap) and it gets so interesting and double edged (HAH) if you believe her classic games was as self aware while doing this and fooling herself as strive A.B.A is.

AND she has or had a HUGE interest in law (and if u allow me to reach mayyybe morality too?). While probably not as core to her as her key thing, she sure has told the audience almost as much as it.

[lemotmo]

Hi! I hope you're doing fine. I just wanted to say how much I appreciate your blog because you always have such a great way to explain things but you're always so polite and respectful about it.

So I just wanted to ask you about what do you think is that bt seems to be more popular (at least here on Tumblr) than buddie? Is something I can't understand, why is buddie less popular now?

It's absolutely fine if you don't want to reply to my ask, I was just really curious about your opinion.

Anon SB

Why hello Nonny! Good to see you today. You have come to my askbox on a great Buddie day, I have to say. :)

Thank you for the lovely compliment. But I'm just another person on Tumblr who has been in fandom spaces long enough to know that yelling and hating doesn't get you very far.

As for your question?

All I can say is: They aren't.

I'm sorry Nonny, but your question made me laugh out loud. BT fandom bigger than Buddie? Not by a long shot. LOL!

The BT fandom on Tumblr is still a lot smaller than the Buddie fandom. They are just a lot more vocal and loud about it. Look, I get it. It's a shiny new couple in a shiny new fandom. It's appealing! We've all been there. In the beginning you're riding that high and you want to shout your love for them from the rooftops, so you do. It's fun.

In the Buddie fandom we have 6 seasons of 'Will they, won't they?' under our belt. We are much more cautious about shouting things from the rooftops than new fandoms are.

What we do have going for us is the fact that all of us know this show inside out. We know every little nook and cranny of it. We have learnt to predict things that no one else saw coming, because we are very observant. Hence the reason why so many of us are convinced that Buddie is coming in season 8.

Instead of yelling and shouting from the rooftops, we were busy analysing season 7 and the scenes they showed, seeing what was really there and seeing it for what it really was. We were seperating fact (canon in the show) from fiction (wild Lou headcanons sold to the fans in cameos) from the beginning. No need to shout and scream when you can see, from miles away, where a certain storyline is going. ;)

The same goes for other fandom spaces by the way. Buddie is the more popular fandom everywhere. Just check out the official Instagram post for the announcement of season 8. Look at the comments. It's very telling. :D

Last, but not least. Read this post I made earlier. It's written by someone who ships BT, but they are rooted in reality and realise that Tommy is nothing but a plot device to get to Buddie. It's truly a refreshing read.

Hope you have a great day Nonny! Mine has been perfect so far.

[summerwritesfics]

🍔You’re Loveable, So Loveable But You’re Just Troubled

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang/Harumi Hasashi Length: 2252 Words Rating: Mature Warnings: Canon Divergence, Angst, Changing Sheets, Domestic, Trauma, Recovery, Blood and Injury, Blood, Injury Recovery @anyfandomgoesbingo: Fresh Sheets

Summary: Kuai Liang accidentally get’s blood over his bedsheets, and worries what Hanzo & Harumi’s reaction will be.

AFG Mixed Bingo Masterlist

Notes: This is the last oneshot I have in my backlog Whoooo!! That means everything else I need to post is chapters to longfics! It’s genuinely gonna feel so good to finally be free of this backlog. Also when this was originally intended to be posted, unfortunately a family emergency came up and I wasn’t able to finish editing. 😅 So if the editing is a bit all over the place, I’m sorry it’s was a rough 24 hours lol. Title is from I Am Not A Robot by Marina.

Kuai groaned as he stirred. His face absolutely was killing him, but maybe if he asked Harumi nicely enough she would let him have another painkiller today. He’d been good, and not asked for a few days. The Lin Kuei would have never given them to him, no matter how badly he was hurt, so he didn’t wish to push his luck.

Just because the Hasashi’s had been nice to him so far, it didn’t mean he could just let his guard down.

As he pushed himself to sit up, he realised the bandage that had been covering his face had come loose in the night. He sighed, pulling its remains off. He would be able to replace it soon anyway. As the gauze pulled away, he blinked, slowly opening both his eyes. His vision on his right side was still blurred, and he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d ever get his full vision back in it.

He felt something drip down his chin and he paused.

Reaching a hand to his wound, he winced from the sting, and as he brought it in front of his face, he saw blood covering his fingers. Clearly he’d managed to reopen the injury in his sleep. He had been doing that a lot lately, it was no wonder Hanzo was concerned it wouldn’t heal up correctly. Maybe he should have taken the offer of seeing a Doctor and getting stitches.

As he went to get up to deal with the issue, his eyes were drawn to a dark red spot on the pillow case.

He stopped breathing. The blood had seeped through his bandages and stained the case. And as his eyes trailed down, not just the pillow case. The bed sheets were covered in large splatters of red. Blood everywhere. It almost looked like someone had been murdered.

He had no idea how he’d gotten so much blood everywhere, or even how the injury had bled that much in the night. And somehow, any concern he should have had over his own injury was overshadowed by one single thought.

Harumi-San is going to kill me.

If there was one thing he’d learnt about Harumi since he’d started living with the Hasashi’s, it was that she was very house proud. Everything tended to be orderly and neat. She definitely would not appreciate her sheets being left in such a state.

What the hell am I going to do?

He couldn’t even begin to come up with a plan before there was a soft knock on the door, followed by it opening. He turned around in time to see Harumi slowly make her way in.

“Good morning, Kuai Liang, I just wanted to-” Her friendly morning greeting was cut off when she actually saw the state of Kuai and the bed. She muttered something in Japanese, abandoning whatever she was previously about to say as she hurried to Kuai’s side. “Oh. Oh goodness. Sweetheart, what happened?”

“I- I’m sorry.” He immediately went into overdrive. Every mistake he’d ever made played out in his head, with the following punishments from the Lin Kuei Grandmaster. Harumi wasn’t him, but no amount of telling himself that could stop the memories and that fear of failure resurfacing. “I- I know I’ve ruined your sheets. I’ll clean them, I’ll get them sorted, I-”

“My sheets?” Harumi questioned, close enough now that she could cup Kuai’s chin. “Sweetie, I’m talking about you. Your injury reopened.”

“My… oh.” He reached his hand to the wound, wincing in pain as his fingers found the opening. When he pulled them back, there was fresh blood on them, he was still bleeding quite profusely.

“Come here,” Harumi softly ordered, taking Kuai’s hands in her own, and gently pulling him to his feet.

She led him to the door, and through the corridor. Hanzo walked out of the bathroom just seconds before Harumi and Kuai reached it. His head jerked like he’d been taken unawares, but relaxed when he realised there was no danger. Or at least, he relaxed until he saw Kuai’s face, at which point his eyes widened and he bared his teeth.

He turned back to the bathroom, holding the door open so Harumi could usher Kuai Liang inside. They led him to a bench inside, sitting him on it. Hanzo was at the medicine cabinet, searching for the first aid kit, while Harumi was looking closely at his injury.

“What happened?” Hanzo asked, as he finally found the kit. He walked over, placing it beside Kuai Liang.

“I- I don’t know,” Kuai admitted, hanging his head low. “I woke up and it was like this.”

Harumi sighed hard, turning to Hanzo, “I don’t think we can keep going like this. He really needs stitches. We should go to Akemi.”

“I’ll bandage him up for now then, hopefully it’ll stop the bleeding a bit,” Hanzo replied, pulling out some padding and gauze. He held the padding up, measuring the amount he would need to cover the whole wound.

All three remained silent as Hanzo cut the padding, placing it over Kuai’s eye. Harumi held it in place as Hanzo grabbed the gauze, wrapping it around Kuai’s head a couple of times. Once satisfied he grabbed a pin to hold it in place for the time being. Both Hasashi’s pulled away, observing their work.

“That should hold,” Hanzo declared, brushing his hands together. “We should get to the doctors as soon as possible though.”

A strange cold came over Kuai Liang, white sheets covered in red in his mind's eye. He needed to deal with that before they left. If he could deal with it now, then maybe by the time they were done with the doctor’s, then they’d have forgotten about it and wouldn’t get as mad at him.

“Right, let’s-”

“No,” Kuai interrupted Harumi, whose face dropped in shock at how sharp his tone had been. “No. Not yet.”

“Kuai Liang, you need-”

“No,” Kuai hissed, pushing himself to stand and pushing past the couple towards the door. He made a mad dash towards his room again, grimacing at the unholy mess that waited for him. If he didn’t know what happened, he’d genuinely believe someone had been horrifically harmed here.

He made his way over to the bed, hands gripping the sheets as he began to try and yank them off the bed. It was a struggle, they kept getting caught on the corner’s. His hands were shaking, and he could feel his chest heaving. All he had to do was deal with this, then everything would be fine.

“Honey, honey,” Harumi called to him as she ran to his side. She tried to take his hands in her own, but he yanked them roughly from her. “That doesn’t matter, please.”

“It does matter,” Kuai insisted, once more trying to pull them off and making a strange strangled sound as he still couldn’t seem to fucking get them off. “I don’t want you to be angry with me.”

“I’m not angry with you,” Harumi stated, shaking her head like she couldn’t understand where this was coming from.

“You will be though.” Kuai finally managed to get the sheet unstuck from the corner, bundling it up into his arms. “I fucked up! I always fuck up! And when I fuck up, I get…”

The word got caught in the back of his throat, so hard he almost choked on it. He stared down at the sheets in his arm, the blood staining them. How often had he bled on his sheets at The Lin Kuei temple? How often had he been screamed at for it? How useless was he if he couldn’t even do something as simple as keeping his bed sheets clean?

His breathing hitched. He really did not want the Hasashi’s to be as angry with him as The Lin Kuei used to get.

Harumi placed a hand over his, and he turned his head to look at her. He was equal parts relieved and devastated that the only emotion shining through her eyes was concern.

“Okay. Let’s deal with the sheets,” she softly said, taking them from Kuai’s arms. As she did so, Hanzo walked to the bed, pulling off the pillow case and throwing it over to her. “We’ll put fresh ones on, and then, can we please take you to the Doctor?”

Kuai paused, before slowly nodding. Harumi closed her eyes and nodded in return, before turning to take the sheets out of the room, presumably to set them to soak somewhere. Hanzo meanwhile was in the closet, pulling out fresh sheets to replace them with.

He shook it out, holding two corners, one in each hand. Kuai went to grab the other end of them. Hanzo took the head of the bed, while Kuai took the foot, holding them still as Hanzo hooked the sheet’s into the corners of the bed. Once they were secure, Kuai Liang took the chance to do the same to the ones he was holding. And like that, the deed was done. The bed was as good as new.

Hanzo grabbed a new pillow case, and as he began to shove the pillow inside, he asked “does that make you feel better?”

“Yes,” Kuai replied, although there was still nagging in his mind. The blood still needed to be cleaned off the old sheets. The realisation at how much work it would be to get them clean again would hit soon. “I know it probably doesn’t make sense to you but…”

“Kuai Liang,” Hanzo softly spoke, going to stand beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I promise you, she’s not angry about this.”

“I always make people angry, eventually,” Kuai whispered, resigned to that fact in his life. He couldn’t remember a time when people didn’t eventually lose what little patience they had for him. Even Bi-Han lost his temper with Kuai on a frequent basis. There was maybe an exception with Tomas and Cyrax? He could remember them being slightly frustrated at times, but never outright furious. “And when I make people angry, I get hurt.”

“I do understand that after what you’ve been through, that you can’t just take my word, but I do hope one day you will trust us enough to know…” Hanzo took a deep breath. “I hope you will one day know there is nothing you could ever do to make us want to hurt you. One day, you will never have to fear anger, and be reassured that any that does bubble to the surface is temporary and will fade with time.” He took Kuai’s hands in his own, holding them to his chest. “You will see. When we return from the Doctor’s, nothing will happen and you will be fine. One day, we will heal the wounds they left you with, emotional and physical.” He kept Kuai’s hands with one hand, while the other cupped his cheek. “You deserve to live a life free of fear, Kuai Liang. And one day, you will live that life.” Hanzo smiled slightly. “And like a Phoenix, you will rise.”

Kuai felt himself choke up a little, he could feel tears welling in his eyes. “You… You really aren’t angry with me?”

“Not with you,” Hanzo assured him, thumb rubbing circles into his skin. “If anything, I am angry on your behalf, at those who shaped these fears inside you.” Kuai closed his eyes, nuzzling into Hanzo’s hand. He hated to admit it, but it did feel nice. “I wish life had been kinder to you, Kuai Liang. You did not deserve the agony you have faced.”

Kuai wasn’t sure how to reply to that. It was hard to not believe he deserved everything, when that was all he was ever told. Still, Hanzo spoke with such conviction that almost made Kuai doubt everything he’d been told. Maybe Hanzo was right, maybe he didn’tdeserve what The Lin Kuei did to him, maybe neither of them would be angry at him.

Maybe from the ashes that The Lin Kuei left of him, he could rebuild himself.

Like a phoenix.

He liked how that sounded.

“Thank you,” Kuai whispered, hoping he sounded as grateful as he was. One day, he’d find a way to repay the Hasashi’s for everything they’d done for him.

“Is everything okay?” Harumi’s voice called out, and when Hanzo and Kuai turned to look, she was standing in the doorway. The small smile on her face indicated she already knew everything was fine now.

“Yes, Harumi-San,” Kuai replied, bowing his head slightly. He felt ever so foolish for his previous behaviour. “I’m sorry that I was short with you. It was unfair of me to take out my anxieties on you.”

“I accept your apology,” she softly spoke, and for once, Kuai Liang actually let himself believe she was sincere. “Come on, let’s get that wound seen to, shall we?”

Kuai broke away from Hanzo’s hold, and began walking towards Harumi, Hanzo following behind him. Once he was close enough, Harumi took his hand, and something in the way she held onto him made it click that Hanzo was right about everything. Her touch was so gentle, like he was made of glass and she was terrified of breaking him. He let her guide him through the house and out the door, Hanzo staying just a few steps behind at all times.

Maybe I really don’t have to be afraid anymore.

[legallysoup]

21.10.23 - saturday, samedi, lørdag 9/31 of the studyblr community challenge

decided to mess around with pictures to make my posts look nicer! unfortunately i cant take photos of the excellent haze (sarcasm) outside because my camera broke :/ so we'll have to settle for screenshots of somewhat aesthetic things on my laptop

things i did today:

some of my economics key terms research french vocab learnt a little of my chinese, not very much finally found a minerals document that has managed to escape me the past two days but i hunted it down thankfully

things i will try to do tomorrow:

the rest of my chinese start blocking in my minerals research more of my french the rest of my economics brainstorm more of my photography logo (but i dont really have to do this)

things i did for me today:

i finally played video games again after a very long hard week!! went on a run (whoa im outside) today was really just a chill day, i watched youtube and ate food lol

day nine: what is the worst thing about studyblr in your opinion?

i think while studyblr has a great community where they welcome people regardless of their age or study, users can be subject to a lot of comparison. even though that is common on any social media platform, studyblr seems to operate in a way that shows success stories while sugarcoating failures, which can be harmful.

there's been a lot of irl acquaintance drama recently!!!! shock! horror! i also went through my backlog of tag games on my main lmfao

lots of notion pics because i dont have much else aesthetic sorry ;-; please let me know what you think of the (slightly new) format! itll likely change more this week :]

[totalfknloser]

hii sorry if this is too soon after my last request (which i loved btw your writing is perfect) but i was rewatching deathgasm today n i noticed zakk literally has handcuffs hanging from his rear view mirror and like .. there is no way his horny ass only has those there for decoration

so anyways yeah maybe a lil smut of zakk using handcuffs on reader pretty please 🙏🙏 thank youuu

no it’s okay i absolutely adore all the requests! also my literal verbal reaction was “OOOOH I LIKE THIS ONE!” deadass. like i didn’t even notice this?! THIS IS SO HOT?! OKAY FREAKY ZAKK?? ZAKK A FREAK MAYBE CANONICALLY? i’m gonna add some edging because it fit!! also oral sex reader receiving and i’m probably gonna bring the handcuffs back in future writing cause DAMN that’s hot also yall i like never spell check so i’m sorry if i mess up words lol

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⛧ the first time you went over to Zakk’s you didn’t notice them at first. then the second time you asked him about it. “What are these for?” you questioned, pointing towards the handcuffs. “Kinky fucking.” Zakk stated bluntly. before you got to know Zakk, his boldness caught you off guard a lot, but now you’re used to it. which is weird because something about what he said gave you butterflies in your stomach.

⛧ once you two started dating, you learnt all about what Zakk was into, wether it was in conversation, or you were exploring things together physically. honestly, you weren’t that surprised about Zakk being a little freaky. the whole kinky thing seemed to kind of radiate off of him somehow.

⛧ eventually, the curiosity came up to you. you had to ask Zakk if he wanted to use the handcuffs on you. “Heyyy, Zakk.” you said, a nervous trembling in your voice. “What?” he responded. “Do you think you’d could uh, use those uhm, handcuffs o-on me..?” you asked, avoiding eye contact from embarrassment. “Yeah, sure. When though?” Zakk said, one of his hands coming down to caress your thigh. “Does now work?” you questioned, finally looking up at him with pleading eyes.

⛧ your body was a shaky nervous mess, your face beet red as Zakk was over half of you. you were lying on the bed, wrists up for the boy to restrain you. Zakk was standing against the bed, locking your hands against the bed post. “Sweet.” Zakk mumbled to himself as he removed his hands from your now locked wrists.

⛧ you looked up at him, still overwhelmingly nervous as he crawled on top of you. one of Zakk’s hands trailed down to your inner thighs, rubbing the sensitive skin that was between it. his touch was causing you to let out soft moans which got louder when the stimulation was paired with Zakk sucking on your neck, jaw, and collarbone.

⛧ Zakk eventually moved to in between your legs, licking and sucking you, making you let out whines and slutty moans mixed with a lot of heavy panting. “Fuck, oh my god! Zakk.. Feels so good.” you whined. Zakk chuckled as a response.

⛧ just as you were getting close, Zakk stopped. “Why’d you stop?” you cried. “I wanna have you beg for me.” he replied. “Zakk, please. please i want more i wanna cum.” you pleaded. “Good.” he whispered to you.

⛧ he began sucking and licking again, making you moan and make other slutty sounds from pleasure. Zakk was rock hard at the sounds you were making, the sight he had in front of him, and the way you tasted. his cock is begging to be touched.

⛧ lewd wet sounds, Zakk’s muffled grunts, and your whines filled the hot air of the room. you were extra sensitive because of the edging, getting closer to cumming faster than before. once Zakk knew you were gonna cum soon, he stopped again. “Zaaaakkk!” you whined loudly. he chuckled once again, amused at how you were so desperate to cum. “Zakk please, let me cum! pleeaaase!” you yelped. in response, Zakk started sucking and licking again, harder and faster than before.

⛧ after more sucking, licking, and kisses, Zakk knew you were gonna cum. this time though, Zakk didn’t stop. “Oh, fuck!” you moaned, your eyes watering from the overwhelming pleasure, you were in pure heaven. Zakk eagerly licked up and swallowed all your cum, happy to finally let you cum for him.

⛧ instead of whines and moans, your mouth was now letting fast and heavy pants out. “Oh my god. Zakk, you’re incredible.” you whispered, sweat beading down your face. “I know.” Zakk smirked. “You taste so fucking good.” he added. you smiled at him and pulled him in for a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips.

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hi i hope this was okay 😭 as always tell me if u want something different, give me suggestions and ideas, and yeah! THANK YOU

[calebwittebane]

id been accumulating energy drinko cans and today i finally threw them all out... boy was there a lot of them. cans and cat hair are really the biggest Mess Sources in my room, its not rly messy otherwise (i dont even leave dishes in my room LOL i have one of everything so i just wash it every time), but those two things alone can be such a pain in the ass. especially that cat hair dust combo... gaia i love you but the Evil Fluff Residue that gathers everywhere even if i brush you daily.... well ive learnt to live with having to vacuum often i mean it has been 13 years

[krikeymate]

Hey, I just want to tell you that you're an incredibly talented author, and all of your posts make me happy and excited.

I also have a request (I love angst, sry not sry) and the Carpenter sisters are kind of my new obsession rn (thanks to you lol)

Could you please write a scenario in which Sam comes back from school (she doesn't know about Billy yet) and witnesses Christina's violent outburst towards Tara?

She can't believe it at first because her mother always treated Sam like a princess (we all know why), and Tara is known to be a "clumsy" kid. So, basically, her little sister lied to her about where the bruises come from, but WHY?! I can't answer my own question, and it's frustrating.

I imagine a larger age gap between the two sisters. Sam knows that her mother doesn't love Tara as much as she adores Sam, but the physical abuse always happens when she isn't around.

Thank you so much for your time and effort!

(I'm sorry if I made a mistake, English isn't my first language)

Thank you so much!! I'm glad to hear you like my stuff :) and your English is great!

This will fit pretty well in my five years late AU! The age gap is 10 years, Christina loves Sam and treats her well (although Sam began pulling away once she discovered her father isn't her father - although she never learnt who was). Christina becomes pretty absent when Sam is 15 and their father leaves, but she's never been violent (to Sam's knowledge), or particularly mean to Tara... she just... doesn't care about her so much. She does the bare minimum, and Sam picks up the slack.

It's October, Sam's 18 and in her senior year, and usually she would be at basketball practice right now, except coach started throwing up 10 minutes into practice and sent everyone home. Sam's pretty irritated, all things considered. They didn't need coach there to train, and boy did they need to train. It seems like nobody practised over the summer, and Sam doesn't want to end her final year with as many losses as last year.

But hey, at least she'll get to spend an extra couple of hours with Tara today! Her sister's been upset lately about all the extra time Sam spends at practice now. It was the same last year, she seems to recall. But she got used to it before, and Sam knows she'll get used to it again.

Mom even bought Tara a soccer ball to kick around the garden, she said that her sister was probably just jealous that Sam's good at a sport. Sam can't say she's ever seen her sister touch it once, but mom says she uses it all the time when Sam's at practice, pointing to Tara's bruised legs and scuffed hands and knees. Then she complains that Tara's been kicking the ball against the kitchen wall, and tells Sam to remind her sister to behave herself.

So, Sam's not expected when she arrives home at 3.45 instead of 6pm. She sneaks around the back, hoping to catch her sister practising soccer - an activity Tara refuses to discuss with her but her mother assures her is happening - but finds only an empty backyard... and it sounds like her mother is yelling in the kitchen. It's pretty alarming to hear, mom rarely raises her voice, and it has Sam scrambling over the fence to pull open the backdoor.

It takes a moment for her to realise what she's seeing.

Tara's on the floor, crying, and crawling backwards, away from their mother. Her cheek is bright red, the indentation of fingers spread across it, complete with several scratches. And her mother is screaming at her. She's in the middle of "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR PATHETIC C-" when Sam runs forward and involves herself in the scene.

"What are you doing?!" she cries, standing between Tara and their mother, hands held out as if to push her mother away.

The way her face goes from angry to calm in an instant unsettles Sam. It feels a lot like watching the theatre kids practise at lunch, the way they could go from happy to sad to angry at a click of the finger.

"Honey," she coos, putting a hand on Sam's shoulder. "You're home early?"

"Practise was cancelled," Sam answers warily. Her mother's avoiding the question. "What are you doing?" she repeats, looking over her shoulder to her sister. Tara's rubbing at her face now, breathing heavily through her hiccups to try and control her breathing. Sam frowns, she's going to need her inhaler.

"She was kicking the ball against the wall again," her mother lets out through gritted teeth. Sam can see fragments of frustration leaking through her mask. She knows there was no answer her mother could give that would make this ok, but she had still hoped for better than this. Something reasonable. Something that makes sense.

"So you hit her? Are you kidding me, what the fuck mom," she growls, shaking off her hand and turning to her sister. Sam picks Tara up off the floor, holding her to her chest, and stares down her mother as Tara burrows her face into Sam's hoodie.

"You have no idea what it's like, Samantha," her mother finally responds. "Trying to raise that girl. She's not like you, she's trouble."

Her mother's words floor her. Sam can't believe what she's hearing. She can't believe this is her mother saying these things, doing these things. Sam exits the room backwards, her head shaking the entire time.

Even once they're sequestered away in Sam's room, Tara won't talk to her, won't tell her what happened. She just stays curled into Sam's side, sniffling. Sam has the nagging feeling that her mother wasn't telling the truth. The football's always in the same place every time she sees it, today was no exception. And if that was a lie, then... where did the bruises come from?

Sam has to choke back the nausea. Her sister needs her right now.

She quits basketball the next day.

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

grabbing my brain by the shoulders and shaking it LISTEN TO ME BRAIN look at all the things you have to live for

ceramics from robin!! they are in the mail!! i really want to see them

tshirts! also in the mail! including the one that says 'i do not wish to perish today'!!

i want to reread lockwood and co and write fics about it! there's this one specific au i have in mind

literally nobody could make sense of adira's story if I was unable to keep working on it lol there's just too many notes hidden in my brain and this story's GOOD it has POTENTIAL it just needs a lot of work

same with taira! like i have a reasonably clean draft but it needs editing badly (but i'm waiting until im in a better frame of mind in general bc otherwise i will mess it up with depressed stuff)

i'm halfway through my reread of into the silent planet

i want to see ransom grow up into a full sized cat

i want to work as a fully qualified midwife!

i want to see a nicu!

i want to go back to my previous placement place for my next mid placement bc they were so good last time i loved them sm

i want to regain my friendship with the boy! whether or not that's something that will ultimately work idk but both of us want it it's just awkward rn

amira's world tour this year might include australia i don't know yet and wouldn't it be a shame if i missed seeing her live bc if she comes to anywhere in my country i am gonna do everything i can to get to a concert

the sheet music my friend gave me of the music he wrote for me, i haven't learnt to play that yet!

i have three and a half socks promised to my parents that i haven't knitted yet

i have that fidget to crochet that i bought the pattern for a while back

i want to try crocheting another bracelet in a slightly different style that might work better in terms of sitting on my wrist (the one i have is too loose bc it fits over my hand and then sits weirdly, i want to see if i can improve that)

vaniah's story is so incredibly personal to me i know hopefully without hubris that im the only person who can write that story and it would be a terrible shame if it was uncompleted

all the many many stories i have in my brain that nobody else would understand without context

gonna borrow my brother's graphics tablet! and i have that set of artworks on psalm 23 to finish

and also a bunch of other artworks i haven't finished yet

i haven't watched lockwood and co yet!

nor have i read mistborn!

someday i want to meet up with various online friends

i haven't seen my sister for over three years irl and sometime i want to go to her place of residence overseas so i can see her

gonna go see harry potter and the cursed child sometime next month with two of my brothers

i just really want to go to a concert of some kind maybe later this year or start of next year when the mso has free concerts

i want to learn that whole thing Jesus says in the later parts of john, it has some of my favourite verses in it

i need to finish learning hebrews

i need to read the queen's thief! i have wanted to for ages but i've been tending towards not reading or only comfort reads/rereads lately

i have so many pieces of music to finish writing

i have that double-knitting hat to learn how to knit and then knit

all those cds i have to listen to!

i need to sort through my photographs, a great many i haven't even LOOKED AT yet

i have to pursue diagnosis for adhd! imagine never knowing if i had adhd or not

i want to paint my nails at least once just to see what it's like