#mainly that my dog is old and in pain

[thatonefatgumsimp]

OK so usually I wouldn't do this, but I feel bad today because of some sad stuff happening in my life rn so I wanna just make you guys sad/mad with me so here goes.

you just lost The Game if you know what it is. That is all.

[nu1lst4rs]

doodled human designs for a few neutral aus! (pt.1)

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can you tell i lost motivation... thank you to chandr for doing the last 3's lineart for me. legit couldn't get freshs colours to fit with the rest. eugh. its the best you're going to get out of us for these guys.

Nightmares gang, star sanses, neu au pt.2, extras

COLOUR, CLASSIC, PAPYRUS, EPIC and ANY REQUESTS will be in the next neu au post 3_^ so please please request me to draw neutral peoples... gonna open general requests in a separate post.

some hcs under the cut!

warning for alot... i mean.. alot of text..

> Ccino (he/they)

indian... ccino... mbghbgb. MAINLY BECAUSE I WAS EATING GULAB JAMUNS AND I WAS LIKE "huh this reminds me of ccino."

trans masc! you should be more surprised if someone wasn't trans at this point

just for individuality, i feel like he'd have cat features. toe beans, tail, but no ears. personal preference.

hopeless romantic. wants to fall in love so bad, like so bad. but doesn't have anyone to fall in love with.

his AU is a neutral where the player killed all bosses. because of this, ink had offered them a pocket AU with just their cafè. ccino still visits their old au from time to time, but otherwise lives in the cafè.

one of the youngest AU's/sanses, only a few hundred years old

> error (he/they/xe)

spanish + colombian

as a divergence from classic, he maintains a similar body shape. also the fact he eats nothing but chocolate.

^ similarly, his eye is covered by a star glitch. xe never equates this to the fact they were geno, and just see it as some weird cool glitch.

rocks an alliance with both NM and dream, so wears both the stars pin and gangs patch. he always choses the side of who benefits him the most in that moment. neither of the groups are happy about it, but see error as too valuable to deny.

has arthritis and bad joints. his strings usually dig into his fingers, causing scaring and pain. (bsp related: he gets taught how to relieve these pains by nms gang because they all have chronic pains of some kind)

taking strings from his eyes is PAINFUL. its basically his unraveled code and magic combined, glitching and stuttering.

illiterate. he cannot read anything but code.

brother of ink. annoying brothers that HATE eachother. but love eachother at the same time.

> cross (they/he)

spanish. it fits him. and its relatively canon.

cross is indecisive. they've jumped between nightmares gang and the stars several times, easily being swayed. as of my AU right now, they're with the stars.

they're colourblind! their AU was monochrome, and thats how they see everything. everything is just a shade of purple. he's never told people about it, but most people catch onto ir.

autism. cross has horrible sensory issues, and gets overwhelmed easily. also bad at social queues.

THIS MAN IS THE DEFINITION OF DOG POETRY. they would go on pinterest daily and cry about it.

is a great artist. ink taught him the basics when they were stuck in the void, so they built on it. they're really self conscious about it, and keep their sketchbook locked away tightly. (in their bedside drawer)

> reaper (he/him)

egytpian. i feel like he'd embody their idea of dying.

bird claws. bird wings. everything bird.

seen as a parental figure to dream and nightmare because of his extensive knowledge of the universe and balance n all that.

(THE GAY FLAG WAS A MISTAKE) he's bi. and loves his wife. (life)

aroace spec! completely ace, and demiromantic.

sorry guys i dont have the best hcs for him 💔

> geno (he/they)

spanish + colombian

needs a portable oxygen tube to breath. he can live without it, but its really painful to not have it.

some parts of his body are decomposed, while others are held together through determination. practically constant agony.

same reasoning as error for body shape.

> fresh (they/it)

parasite. its ass doesn't have a race nor nationality.

not the hotest with a few sanses. dream and nightmare don't like someone demeanour not being affected in the slightest by the amount of pain and agony they're in. error hates how the code overlaps and glitches. and overall they're just a bit crazy.

wears either heelies or rollerskates. refuses to EVER walk anywhere, and always rolls.

i don't got much for him.

eugh. i am so sorry if the hcs are lazy, i am not good hcing with aus im not familiar with. if anyone wants to input please do! i'd love to learn about them. <3 anyways i am sleeping because i need to stop staying up till 4am..

[forlorn-crows]

one time someone asked me for a little something about cirrus and mountain's friendship. i don't know where that ask ran off to, but. tagging @askingforthesun bc i think i mentioned this to you randomly one day.

sometimes cirrus asks mountain to help her shave. gives them a chance to spend some alone time together and catch up. slice of life & banter for a sleepy sunday.

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“Ah, there it is,” Mountain hums, running his thumb along the newly shaven patch of skin.

“There’s what?”

“Your cute little mole.”

“Oh,” Cirrus snorts, thwacking him with the end of her tail. 

“Whaaat,” Mountain complains. He swishes the razor in the dish of water on the nightstand, laying it on the towel so he can go back to admiring the little blobby heart-like mark nestled in the fold of her upper thigh. “I love it. One of my favorite kissy spots.” The earth ghoul dips down as if to do just that, only to get a hiss and a face full of feathers.

“Uh uh,” she scolds. “No. You’re gonna give me pimples.” As if Mountain doesn’t already know this.

He sighs dramatically, resting his cheek on the opposite thigh. “Can you blame a ghoul for wanting to kiss such a perfect spot?”

“For an untrimmed bush? Yes. Because we both know once you start, you’re gonna get all horn-dog on me and I’ll be left indecent,” she pouts. 

Mountain tuts and rolls his eyes. “Would not,” he protests. He’s terrible at lying. With a pointed glare, Cirrus says as much. “Okay, maybe I would.”

“You have,” she corrects. “And I am not in the mood.” It’s not malicious, the way she says it. More haughty, teasing, and matter-of-fact, re-settling herself against the pillows with a wriggle of her shoulders. 

Mountain chuckles, placing a kiss to her bare thigh instead. “Alright, darling.” He runs the pads of his fingers lightly over the edge of her hair, feeling for rough spots or stray hairs. Pulls the thin skin to check in the creases too, mentally taking note of where to pick back up. 

“Thank you,” Cirrus chirps, crossing her arms playfully. 

Mountain just smiles and picks up the safety blade again. He shaves carefully along the crease of her thigh, brow furrowing as he concentrates. Cirrus has dark hair, so it’s easy to see, but he always vows to be precise when she’s asked him for help.

He cleans the blade again. “How’s mentoring going?” They’ve been talking about everything and nothing, mainly Cirrus’ newly developed finger joint pain (“So stupid, I’m how old and this vessel is just now deciding to fuck with me?” “You have been going hard on that baby grand recently, though, Cir.” “It’s new, it needs breaking in!” “Little harder on the hands, isn’t it?” “Well–”).

“Aurora?” Mountain hums an affirmative. “She’s . . .” Cirrus interrupts herself with a laugh. “She’s a handful, I won’t lie. In the best of ways.”

“She’s an eager one. Maybe more than Sunshine,” he muses.

“Yes,” she sighs. “So eager. She makes me feel like an old woman sometimes.”

“A wise old owl.” Mountain’s smirk earns him another tail smack. “You are going to make me miss a spot,” he accuses. 

Cirrus ignores him. “She has so much energy. She fits in wonderfully, and Sunny is taking well to mentoring, too. But Lucifer, that inner fire of hers . . . somehow it’s more pronounced than Sunny’s, if that were possible.”

“She’ll mellow out,” Mountain assures. “Sunny did, too. You and Lus have a calming influence.” The earth ghoul sets the razor aside and surveys his work. He hums, considering. “How’s the shape for you? I know you wanted a bit less this time, but I didn’t want to take too much off before I trim.”

“Hmm . . .” She peeks over her torso, assessing. Mountain hands her the mirror so she doesn’t have to crane her neck. She palpates her mound, pulling away hair from the shaved perimeter and spreading her thighs to see the rest. Tilting the mirror this way and that. 

“No, that’s great, sunflower, thank you.” 

“You’re welcome, darling.” Mountain takes the mirror back and trades it out for the comb and scissors. “Same as usual for length?” 

Cirrus nods. “You know I can always bring you my clippers too, right?” 

“Call me old fashioned,” Mountain shrugs. “Sometimes it’s nice to slow down. More time to catch up.” He offers her a smile, one that she mirrors fondly.

“Can’t argue with that.” 

[sixk-mutt]

Hii<33 little introduction post cause I need moots!!

🫀 What's your name? My name is Cole or simply Dog, I go by he/she/any dog neos!!

💋 How old are you? I am 18 years old!!

🌹Why did you make this account? For finding friends and sharing my plurality!! I had an nsft/para Tumblr before but deactivated it!!

🫀What is this account for? For my personal thoughts!! It'll be mainly nsfw but I will occasionally post personal things as well!!

🌹What are you paras/kinks? Objectum, big four, dacry, erotophilia, pet play, age play, pain play, ownership, stalking, obsession, rape play ect!! Basically anything!!

💋 Who can interact? Anyone(except minors/ageless blogs)!! I don't have a dni but I block freely!! I'm proship friendly!!

🫀What will be posted here? Para stuff, nsfw stuff, obsession talk ect.

🌹Can we ask you questions? Please!! Anything goes!!

💋 What won't you do? Send nudes, flirt, talk sexually to anyone but my partner

[reidwitchsblog]

My Ticci Toby HC

Warning: 18+ content, mention of dead animals, mention of people’s death, mention of scars, wrong use of punctuation marks.

Author’s note: While I take my sweet time writing the second part of my fict, enjoy this little headcanons that have been on my mind.

Author’s note 2: I created this playlist that basically captures everything you need to know about the way I hc him.

Minors DNI.

PERSONALITY

His personality is, for a lack of better words, eerie. Most of the time he is silent and observant, and due to his past he doesn’t show his true personality often, but rather he morphs into a person that he thinks the others will like, it could be a mature young man, or a sarcastic little shit.

I believe that when he kills, he tortures his victims due to the fact that the concept of pain is foreign to him. He enjoys to try different torture methods

His biggest desire is to have a home. It is something he keeps a secret from others, not really because he is afraid of being made fun of, but rather because he feels that as long as no one knows, the fact that it’s never going to happen will hurt less. So he keeps that deep inside him, in a safe place, like a little photograph that he can take out and look when he is feeling down.

As much as he despises being angry (it reminds him of his dad), he can’t help it, he is his father’s son after all. When he gets mad, his first instinct is to bear his teeth and growl. And if the person he is fighting with doesn’t take the cue, he will attack, aiming for the throat as soon as he has the opportunity.

And talking about dogs, HE LOVES LIKE A HOUND DOG, once that he catch a scent that is appealing to him, there is nothing, and no one, that’s able to stop him. He is going to chase it until he has it in his maw, without very little regard as to whether he is hurting himself.

PHYSICAL

I see many people saying that my man is the shortest one out of all proxies, but, respectfully, I think they are wrong. He just gives me tall man vibes, HOWEVER, I think his poor posture makes him stand at 6’0, when he normally is 6’2, which comes really handy when he wants to scare his victims.

We all agree that he has the most beautiful light brown eyes, they are like pools of honey, warm and inviting, which contrast massively with the scowl he seems to permanently wear.

Although he is more on the skinny side, he has gained some muscles over the years due to all the physical work he does; chopping wood, running around, carrying his victims… sadly he covers them with either flannels or grandpa sweaters.

Still on the topic of grandpa sweaters, he looooves them, mainly because they remind him of his late sister, whose last Christmas present were two brown and green sweaters. His to go outfit is a short sleeved band shirt, a flannel, a pair of dark denim jeans, his old shearling jacket and and a pair of black Converse. When he is alone is his cabin he opts for a wife beater and a pair of flannel pajama pants.

His whole body is covered in scars, most of them being self inflicted, and fewer being the ones made by his bravest victims that naively thought that a knife would’ve stopped Toby from killing them. He doesn’t hate them per say, he even thinks some of them are cool, but in the coldest nights, when he is alone with his thoughts, he can’t help but to despise every single part of his body, including his scars.

RANDOM HC

He has a small collection of various trinkets hidden in a wooden box beneath his bed. Some of them are old photos with his sister, rocks that he thought they were pretty, keychains that he stole from different gas stations, etc. At first glance it would look just like a pile of crap, but I can assure you everything has a reason to be there.

He was born in Germany but moved to South Carolina when he was 5.

He enjoys listening to music, his favorite genre is old rock. The Rolling Stones, Queen, Van Morrison, Fleetwood Mac, Bon Jovi, Blondu… his favorite song is “Brown eyed Girl” and you can’t change my mind.

He is the softest person when it comes to animals, he feels so bad when he finds any dead animal near the road, and he always gives them a proper burial, he even says some words along the lines of “the world was cruel to you when all you wanted was some warmth”. He so cried with the poem about spiders.

⋆｡°✩ — ©️ reidwitchsblog, 2023 - don’t repost, translate, copy, or claim.

[crashimminent]

Hello! Might I request transmasc Anya headcanons if you do those things? Anything is fine, I just want my daily dose of transgender. Yum!

YESSSS YES YES YES ANON YOUR BRAIN

I will be referring to Anya by He/Him pronouns on this post- if this isn’t what you had in mind, please correct me!

The big question is always “is he on hormones?” and honestly? No, I don’t think so.

T can be a lot! Gel can feel gross, shots can be scary and painful, patches may slip, etc etc etc.

Not to mention costly. He’s already struggling with nursing school, damn it. A prescription is just another hassle.

Top surgery is definitely on the plans up there. He’s still anxious about the idea, but knows he won’t really regret it.

Until then, his binder will do. He takes extra precaution to follow the safety rules, especially while in space.

Pony Express hired him, at the very least. Even if they’re a corporate who’s likely deeply transphobic at their core, they want money, damn it!

It’s sort of illegal to ask about that anyways. So it’s fine.

He prefers to wear bigger, baggier clothes. Nurse scrubs tend to be unisex, so it’s not like his clothes options are limited…

But sweaters and turtlenecks seem to be big favorites.

He likes his long hair too. It’s easy to tie back into a ponytail. Frames his face nicely.

The socks and sandals were deliberate though. That was a specific euphoria producing thing. People groan and call him an old man.

It’s just a nice idea to think he’d get there. To grow old as himself.

It’s not really poorly received though. The crew has other worries than the personal lives of the others.

Jimmy himself isn’t really… transphobic. Just sort of… anti-Anya. He makes lots of remarks to make Anya feel self conscious or dysphoric.

Mainly about his body. A lot about his body. It’s hard to determine whether he’s trying to help Anya “pass”, or if he just wants to jab at insecurities.

Curly… is trying! He doesn’t quiiite get it, but he’s accepted Anya as “one of the boys”, and tries to engage in almost frat style humor.

And you know what? If there’s a different name he prefers, the name “Anya” is getting nigh erased from the ship. Curly sure likes his paperwork to be accurate, it it’ll be accurate!

Swansea doesn’t care. Really, why would he? He’s not thrilled to be on a ship full of guys, but it doesn’t change anything.

( He does chat up Anya though, compares him to his own sons every now and then. He’s an oldtimer, but that’s no excuse to be a bigot. )

Daisuke takes this as an invitation. Whenever Swansea isn’t working him like a dog, he’s down in medbay, talking about girls and sports and video games and whatever he can think of that Anya might have an interest in.

Like, Anya’s a guy, right? He’s GOT to be interested in girls. What do you MEAN that’s not how it works? Daisuke knows everything there is to know about the ladies, and he’s gotta tell the guy!

He seems to forget Anya used to have hands on experience.

It’s… a bit of a relief that the restrooms on the ship aren’t separated by gender.

The crew tries to give him space, even if he doesn’t entirely mind that much. They don’t go in the showers if they know he’s there.

Swansea once came in while he was showering. They didn’t really say anything.

What’s he meant to care? They’re in different stalls, and…

Well. Swansea has a bigger rack than him. If anyone’s staring, it’s Anya. (Which of course, he didn’t- he’s got priorities.)

It’s still a little awkward navigating the social environment as a trans guy- a lot of effort is put into making him fit in when he really just wants to be treated normally.

But it’s nice to be seen and heard about one thing.

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓮 : Short #2

Jungkook deals with the downsides of being a young doctor all the time. One of them being, that sometimes he can't do anything.

Tags/Warnings: Hospital/Medical AU, Doctor!Jungkook, slightly aged up!Jungkook, dog hybrid!Reader, hints at domestic abuse, MC's age is not mentioned but it is mentioned that she is above 21, first meeting between jk and reader lets goo

Length: ~700 Words

⛔️ I can't Tag people. There is no Taglist for this fic.⛔️

A/N: Please do not come for my throat if some stuff doesn't make sense. I've tried hard, but I'm not a doctor, and so none of this should be taken too seriously. Treat it like a medical drama. Those ain't real either haha

->Masterlist

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Jungkook has, like many others, bad habits.

One of them is that he can't seem to shut off well- he can't seem to just exist in the moment sometimes, without thinking about work or anything work related. Even right now, at the mall, he's still constantly thinking about the little hybrid infant back in the ICU, better, but still fighting. Did he check everything properly before having him transferred? Did he overlook something?

Jungkook knows not to take his work back home. But sometimes, it's hard.

There's a bit of a small crowd near the store he wants to go. People trying to look at what's happening, others further front talking to each other with concerned eyes. And then he hears it;

"Maybe we should find a doctor?" Someone asks, and Jungkook sighs, lifting his hand.

"I'm one." He calls out, having had this moment once before in a flight into his vacation a year ago. "What's wrong?" He asks, squeezing through he people to get a look at the scene.

There's a hybrid sitting down, an older lady holding onto her.

"She- I don't know, fell I think, but she won't get up now." The lady says, unsure.

"..can't." You quietly try and argue, and Jungkook can feel the tension between you and this woman he assumes is your owner. So he squats down close to you, making all effort not to seem to intimidating even in his dark clothes and rather casual attire.

"Lets get out of the way first." He says, leaning down to you. "Is it okay if I carry you?" He asks, and you nod, shrugging. He collects you into his arms to bring you to a more closed off hallway leading to bathrooms and other things, where he sits you down on a bench. "Can you tell me what happened?" He asks you, and you stare at the woman for a moment, before you look at him. You seem scared- and he worries he might have an idea why.

It's a anger-inducingly common after all.

"..I caught my tail in the.. door." You say, motioning to the automatic glass doors of the store. "And now.. my legs are weird." You worry, and Jungkook nods.

"Lets check, okay?" He kindly tells you, carefully stretches out one leg, moving everything a little to judge your reaction. "Are they numb, or just tingly?" He wonders, and you watch him.

"Tingly. They went.. all gooey for a bit though." You say.

"Thats normal." He nods. "The sensation will come back really soon, don't worry- it's just a temporary nerve blockage from the way you caught your tail. Can you try and move your feet for me?" He asks, and you do so. "There we go. It'll stay a bit sore for a few more moments maybe, but its nothing to be scared of." Jungkook reassures, looking at the lady next to you. "Hybrid tails are connected to the spine- like an extension, so to say. So when she caught it, she basically blocked all nerve signals for a moment." He explains, before he looks at you. "Can I have a look at your tail? It's fine if you don't want to." He makes sure to emphasize your choice, and you nod-

mainly because he leaves you a choice at all.

You turn around and he gently moves his fingers around, apologizing under his breath when you hitch a bit from pain. "How old are you?" He wonders in thought, and the lady cuts him off.

"Old enough to be on her own if she wasn't so incapable of taking care of herself." The woman complains, running a hand through her hair. And while it doesn't tell him your exact age, it does tell him that you're at least above 21- the minimum age for a hybrid to be considered 'independent' if they're between the categories of one to four, which you seem to be placed in. If he had to make a guess, he'd probably say a three, maybe.

For now, he ignores her snarky responses however. It's not his problem, and he shouldn't get involved in things that do not involve him, down the line. "Did you break it in the past?" He wonders, feeling something that hints at past poorly healed fractures, but the lady cuts in yet again.

"She's clumsy." She snaps. "Can we go now? We have some urgent things to take care of and we're already late." She tries to sound friendly- but she's really not.

But all Jungkook can do is nod. "Just.. have it looked at if the complaints don't clear up entirely by tonight." He says, and the lady nods- though she's already occupied searching for something in her bag. It makes him pretty convinced that no matter if your complaints resolve themselves or not, she won't do anything about it.

And so he watches you leave on slightly unsteady legs, dragged a bit by the hand around your wrist, and he can't help but feel a little hollow inside, especially when you turn around to wave at him politely, way too nice to be treated like this. He's sure, if you met under different circumstances, you'd be a very lovely person to be around.

But right now, all he's left with at the end of the day, is the fact that he can't save everyone.

[naavispider]

Happy late Birthday! Speaking of birthdays did you know Na'vis don't celebrate them. The closet things they have as a birthday is when a Na'vi reaches to a certain age of maturity.

So basically, Spider has never celebrated his birthday. I could imagine the recoms having a conversation about someone upcoming birthday (Lyle, Mansk, Z-dog, etc.) and Spider will have no clue on what they're talking about. This shocks everyone, Quaritch the most. He'll really have it out on Jake as no one celebrated or gave him a single childhood wonderment. In the end Quaritch and the rest of the recoms will do a little surprise birthday event for him and it'll definitely impact on Spider a lot.

Spider headcanons 🎉🎂 birthday edition 🎂🎉

when he was a toddler, none of the scientists were really sure when his birthday was. The birth had been kept quiet by higher ups in the RDA, and no one was supposed to talk about it before the battle, so there was no written record of the birth.

Norm eventually decided that they had to find out somehow, so did some digging and found out it was a March birthday (I'm biased so what) going by Earth's calendar. It took him some time - he had to go through all of Paz and Quaritch's old video logs and diary entries, assess the calendar, pick out key events that could hint as to the exact date. Even today, he suspects he knows the date but there is no actual, written conformation of Spider's birthday anywhere. They celebrate it on the 25th - Norm's best guess.

As Spider gets older and more independent, the scientists start to forget more and more about his birthday. He's never had a cake, never had anyone sing to him. Some of the scientists he was closest to make him a card every year, but if it wasn't for Norm they'd never remember. So Spider never really sees the joy in it. For him, it's just a painful reminder of Paz, the woman he lost and longed for most in the world.

One year (when he was 14 or 15) Norm mentioned to the Sullys that Spider's birthday was coming up and that maybe they should do something special. Jake of course knew the importance of birthdays, coming from Earth, and enjoyed explaining the custom to his kids. Kiri made him an intricate feathered arm band, and Tuk carved him a simple but beautiful bead for his hair. Spider was overwhelmed and speechless. He thought that night that maybe, just maybe, he belonged with the Sullys.

The next year came and went and they forgot.

After Spider got captured by the recoms, Quaritch eventually decided to work out just how old Spider was, and in doing so, realised that his birthday was already coming up (the 26th). The kid would be 16. He didn't know why or how, but he knew he wanted to mark it somehow.

He confided in Wainfleet, who suggested that Quaritch just do something simple and effective. Something meaningful that would show Spider that Quaritch really cared about him. Quaritch knew this was the perfect time. He secured the knife that his human self had carved almost 16 years ago (though it felt like only a few weeks), and offered it to Spider on the evening of his birthday.

"What's this?" Spider asked, frowning as though it was some trick.

"Take the knife, kid. It's just something your old man made you after you were born." Suddenly Quaritch got rather self conscious and pressed the handle quickly into Spider's hand. "Happy birthday."

Spider's eyes widened as though he'd forgotten. Maybe he had. "It's the 26th," Quaritch said, trying to prompt Spider.

Spider frowned. "The 26th?" he said, confusion etched on his face. "My birthday is the 25th."

Holy shit. Understanding swept through Quaritch immediately. Of course, there wouldn't have been any formal confirmation of Spider's birth, so he couldn't actually blame the lab coats for getting it wrong. Even still, it was pretty sad that the kid hadn't even been sure of his own goddamn birthday.

Quaritch corrected Spider, and that opened the door to a whole load of questions. Mainly about his birth... and about his mom.

The recom spent the majority of the rest of that evening patiently answering any questions that Spider had, and Spider could have kept going all night. This was the most answers he'd ever gotten. He couldn't stop himself - it was like Pandora's box. For the first time in forever he felt connected to Paz, learning all about his birth - what his possible other names would have been, whether they knew if he was a boy or girl, how much he weighed, the fact that he had almost needed a c-section, how much Paz held him when he was born, what Quaritch's reaction was, what the RDA's reaction was.... Spider was taking it all in like water in a drought.

The other recoms all gathered round too - hearing Quaritch reminisce was comforting and entertaining to listen to. Some of them had even been there at the time.

Of course, the answers are all given through Quaritch's lens, and Spider didn't miss the details that the colonel skipped over (like the fact he obviously wasn't at the birth), but all the same he listened eagerly with stars in his eyes until eventually, he fell asleep dreaming of Paz.

[disabled-battlekukku]

Random Speedy headcanons because that's my job in this hellsite

Speedy's arms is just what would happen if you defeathered a mobian bird. The difference was that he was born that way (cue the lady gaga song)

Unlike what others may think, it would be easier for Tails to reason with him than someone like Jet (Speedy's contempt for Jet is much more personal, after all). If he sees that green fuck it's ON SIGHT

He always had chronic pain due to *ahem* troubled hatching, but after the Cocoa Island incident, moving around on his jetpack became much more regular

Call him the Batman of the Sonic kiddies, because his ass WILL do 4D chess with EVERYTHING

Despite his rather... "edgy" attitude, he is very easy to become attached. He isn't really proud of this, as he sees this as the reason why shit happens to him (due to Jet and Tails mainly)

Speedy actually has a little hobby in fixing some of Fukurokov's robots. He doesn't tell that to anyone because he knows how annoying the old owl would be towards him

Brutally honest. If he finds you ugly he WILL say it out loud

He ended up being "captured" by the Witchcarters one day because he was thought to be an overgrown Flicky™

Despite being the soon-to-be Battle Lord, Speedy is much more used to obey orders than give them

Gaia's worst socializer™

When Speedy and Jet met, he was 4 and Jet was 10

Shockingly dense. Do not use sarcasm with him

Due to the lack of feathers on his arms, he is much more caring to the rest of his feathers

Unfortunately, he also tends to lose feathers a lot (curse of the stress)

Speedy is secretly terrified of Bean. Do not activate the fight or flight response of the flightless bird

Non-zero chance that he thinks girls have cooties

Terrified of loud noises. He already has to deal with his father :(. This includes thunder (do not tell Tails that! 👀💦)

Not very surprising that he has PTSD from like, everything

Very sensitive to his own flaws and feels guilt easily

Has many nervous tics and overall stims. He is very easy to mask them, though, even if not needed

Probably the biggest fan of Soar the Eagle (bird flying with a jetpack that called out Tails at some point? Sign me in!)

Wouldn't mind wearing more femme clothing if it wasn't for his father (that closed is barred with wood)

All he eats is probably just military food. If he eats a chilli dog he either dies on the spot or ascends to the fourth dimension

Professional at unnerving near anyone that stands beside him

He does not give a fuck about Sonic like, at all. Probably sees him as a random guy that grew out of Tails' hip

Very fittingly, his first instinct is alway fight, not flight

He doesn't really have friends, and if he sees someone as his friend, he probably calls them his "allies". However, if he sees someone as his ally, he will go to hell and back to protect them

Having featherless wings/arms is not all bad, actually. He has very sharp talons and will use them when needed

When he's feeling more comfortable or sees someone as his equal, he crosses his arms. If not, he keeps them on his back

Coping mechanism is throwing all bad feelings in a box and throwing it in the middle of the ocean

He tries to be more rational than emotional, but it more often than not doesn't work out

[saints-who-never-existed]

Rereading The Terror

After that poll, I hope the currently 50-odd-% of you out there who haven't read the book now appreciate the great service I'm offering here. :P

Chapter Fifty-Three: Golding

Robert Golding, 22 years-old and God's Perfect Idiot, returns to camp from a hunting/leads party led by Des Voeux. He's all a dither and has a message for the Captain's ears only - they've found Silna and Tuunbaq both dead out on the ice, apparently, and want only Crozier and Goodsir to come out to see the bodies.

The lie is such a hilariously transparent one that it's almost difficult to see why Crozier even give it the time of day - I suspect it's mainly the repeated, confusing mention of various men injured in some non-specific way that makes him decide to check out the situation for himself.

Golding repeatedly refers to polynyas (isolated holes in the ice) as either "polyps" or "polyannas" during the conversation, which is just very funny to me.

He also, however, refers to Silna with an unsavoury term one might use for a female dog, and openly sniggers at the idea of her gory death, which is incredibly infuriating to me. I'm not going to include a quote here: suffice it to say Fuck You, Simmons - absolutely nae need for it. >:(

A small party of men make their way out to the supposed site of the bodies (Crozier ignored Golding's pleas that he and Goodsir should come alone, and has brought John Lane and Captain of the Hold William Goddard along too). No sooner do they arrive though, and hear what they believe to be Des Voeux's party nearby, than all hell breaks loose!

Crozier and Goodsir are seized by mutineers, knives held to their throats, while Lane and Goddard are knocked out cold, their heads bashed together by Manson who appears suddenly from the shadows. "Are they alive?" rasped Crozier... Hickey leaned over as if to inspect the men, and, with two smooth, easy moves, cut both their throats with a knife that had suddenly appeared in his hand. "Not now they ain't alive, Mr High-And-Mighty Crozier" said the caulker's mate.

A bit of back-and-forth follows between the two of them. Some of it made me laugh again in places: "What do you want, Mr Hickey?" asked Crozier... "I want you to shut the fuck up and then die slow and hard." said Hickey. But the weird levity doesn't last long as the fate of another one of Crozier's last loyal men is revealed: "What'd you always call Johnson [Tom Johnson] in private, King Crozier? Your strong right arm? Here." He tossed a naked and bloody right arm, severed just above the elbow, white bone gleaming, through the air and watched it land at Crozier's feet.

Crozier doesn't give Hickey the satisfaction of an emotional response, merely replies "You pathetic little smear of spittle. You are - and always have been - nothing." This is more than enough to incense Hickey, whose face contorts into "something non-human", his lips drawn back like a scurvy victim and eyes filled with "something beyond madness, far beyond mere hatred." He orders Manson to strangle Crozier, specifies that he should do it slowly, even, which is just delicious to me. A curiously bloodless option for despatch, as well as a deeply personal, intimate one.

Before Manson can obey though, Crozier shoots him in the stomach with a small gun he'd managed to keep hidden. He's shot several times himself in return but ultimately manages to escape out into the surrounding labyrinth of ice, leaving a trail of blood behind him. Goodsir tries his damnedest to escape too but is quickly overpowered by Golding.

Hickey is far more concerned about Manson's injury than Manson himself seemingly is, rushing over and demanding that Goodsir attend to him immediately: "Cornelius, honey." Magnus Manson's voice had the tone of an injured child. "My stomach is starting to hurt." Hickey wheeled, "Goodsir, give him something for the pain."

Hickey and Aylmore then follow the trail of Crozier's blood only to find it ends at a polynya in the ice, Crozier's coat floating in the dark water. They continue searching for him for three more hours - Hickey is determined to find Crozier even if only to have the satisfaction of shooting the Captain's waterlogged corpse.

In the meantime, Golding is assigned the grisly task of butchering Lane and Goddard's bodies. He's positively drenched in gore by the time he's done with everyone taken aback by his appearance - all except for Hickey, who laughs heartily at it before they all move on again with fresh meat and poor Goodsir in tow.

[freetheshit-outofyou]

I have kept my opinions on the attack on Israel to myself for a reason, but this shit right here is happening in schools at all levels. I have no issue with the Palestinian people, for all I know they are good, honest people. Where my line of separation is, is people who support groups whos primary targets are unarmed civilians, who commit atrocities mainly against civilians, and take civilian hostages. I do however have issue with civilian populations who cry victim, who have not stood up to the terrorist's that took power in 2007 and they have done almost nothing to fight power from them. When you do nothing to improve where you are and accept the yoke the terrorists have put on you while blaming Israel for all your ills you have become a huge part of the problem. If you support groups that primarily target civilians becasue they are easy to shoot, because their deaths put pressure on the governments you want removed and becasue you need hostages to make money you are a fucking terrorist and there should be no place safe for you in the world. If you are a person who supports such groups you should never know a day of peace in your life, I don't care if you support one or more of the groups listed below or some other groups that wants to kill and burn (KKK, neo-Nazi, Moorish Sovereign Citizens) civilians as an ends to a means get the fuck out of here. I hold no allegiance to Israel, the Jewish side of my family ended in German, post-WWII. (Running joke in our family is during WWII my family hated itself.) None of us have ever picked up the faith since immigration, so I have no dog in the religious fight. Where my fight is, is with people who can't act as decent humans. I will always fight those who attack civilians for not other reason than they are easy targets, mostly unarmed targets becasue the terrorist are to cowardous to fight as professional Soldiers. I will always fight those kinds of fuckers. This is a short list of Palestinian terrorist groups some new some old, if you support them fuck you and I hope you die a long slow painful death. As a matter of fact of you support any group that's primary function is terror fuck you and I hope you die a very slow very agonizing death. I say this knowing my Karma can handle it.

Abdullah Azzam Brigades

Abu Ali Mustafa Brigades

Abu Nidal Organization

Aknaf Bait al-Maqdis

Al-Nasser Salah al-Deen Brigades

Alliance of Palestinian Forces

Al-Aqsa Martyrs' Brigades

Arab Liberation Front

As-Sa'iqa

Democratic Front for the Liberation of Palestine

Fatah al-Intifada

Fatah al-Islam

Force 14

Free Palestine Movement

Hamas

Izz ad-Din al-Qassam Brigades

Jaljalat

Jenin Brigades

Lions' Den (militant group)

Liwa al-Quds

Al-Najjada

National Resistance Brigades

Palestine Liberation Army

Palestine Liberation Organization

Palestinian Freedom Movement

Palestinian Liberation Front

Palestinian Liberation Front (Abu Nidal Ashqar wing)

Palestinian National and Islamic Forces

Palestinian Popular Struggle Front

Palestinian Popular Struggle Front (1991)

Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine

Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine – General Command

Popular Resistance Committees

Al-Quds Brigades

Galilee Forces

Sabireen Movement

Sons of Zouari

Tanzim I was 15 when the PLO/PLF killed Leon Klinghoffer, a Jewish American man, and threw him overboard off the Italian ship Achille Lauro. Some shit you just don't forget.

[kit-williams]

It's a wonderful life

@glitterypirateduck

So this was inspired by the movie it's a wonderful life of course. I nearly lost my husband to pancreatitis and during that time in the hospital to cope besides watching my at the time 4 month old I really got into the COD fandom. The premise for the character of Goblin is that she got iskaied and is now stuck in the COD universe while at the same time she's able to look at her phone and realizes that there's a copy of her back home. This is me expressing the fact that (Goblin) is the lingering feelings the fear I have while I've outwardly have had to move on.

Why it's a wonderful life is mainly due to the way he wished that he never existed, the alien feeling of seeing everything around you be normal except it's not. Plus for the Comfort at the end of the movie too.

tw: Suicidal thoughts, Hurt-Comfort

Simon didn't bother to close the door to his truck, or wait for the elevator, all he could think about was the last message Goblin had sent him. Do you think this is some horrible wish like in It's a wonderful life? Do you think if I jump off that bridge I'll just wake up.

He knew the pain of what was Christmas but she had been spiraling that drain he wasn't going to let her fall into it. He jammed the spare key he had into the lock and looked around the dark apartment. "Goblin." He said looking around with panic itching at the back of his throat as he went through her apartment. He was still in the window of helping her out if she decided to do something stupid.

He found her laying in the dark just looking at her phone. He could see the glow of the screen lighting up her tear stained face. "It will be his first Christmas tomorrow." Goblin just croaks out as she sits up and looks at him.

Simon just stands there silently as he can hear people and the loud laughter of a baby coming from her phone as she just gives a pained smile. Goblin had become more and more withdrawn which was expected from his perspective but he could tell she wasn't expecting it to hurt. His heavy footsteps guided him over to her bed and he sits down looking down at her. He takes a sniff of the air, "Have you been drinking?"

"Yeah..."

He looked at the can on the floor, "If I remember... you made the funniest face when we had you try it."

"Still tastes like piss." She chimes in.

"Come on sweetheart lets get some food in you." Simon says finally turning on the lights. Though he quickly goes to properly park his truck... he's not terribly surprised to find out she hasn't moved. Simon pulled on her arm watching her sit up as he helped her wobble to the kitchen. She hid her face on the counter sitting at a stool as her apartment still looked barely lived in... far more of a bachalor pad than anything really. But she was still hoping that she would go home.

He placed the plate of beef stirfry in front of her as she looked at it sadly. "I normally love Christmas... I love December... " She starts off softly, "It's when my family throws all of their parties." She smiled softly, "We back load a lot of it. We have two parties... an adult only party early December and then my Aunt's big Christmas Eve party. And I'm missing them..."

Simon leaned against the wall with his arms folded over his chest. He wasn't wearing his signature baklava, his rusty brown hair was visible as well as his warm brown eyes with his mouth covered by a black mask. "I know your background... but to go from a family that had probably 100 people related to each other to suddenly being by yourself..." Goblin said just picking at her food.

"What happened to me is something for me to deal with."

"But it's why I hate to complain around you. You've been through so much...."

"What has two legs and bleeds?" Simon asks seeing Goblin just start to smile, "Half a dog." He hears her tell tale snort. "There's the Goblin noise."

"Oh shut up Simon."

"Nah don't think you'd like that much." He watched her eat before he sighed softly, "Goblin." He watched her look over at him, "Maybe next year we can... decorate or do something. If I'm still here that is."

"Simon... you're still around in 2023... but if... if I'm still here by the time next Christmas rolls around... I'd like that." Simon could hear the pain in her voice at the thought of being here still but he couldn't stop the way his feet moved over to her as he pulled the smaller woman into a hug.

"Even if you don't I won't leave you behind...now finish up you're food." She looked at him curiously, "We're gonna drive around and look at Christmas lights."

And that got a smile on her face.

[stoopid-noah]

So on July 14 of 2020 I lost my left middle finger by trying to fetch a ball from my pal's dog he threw over a fence the day before.

Here is the full story:

It was raining and half way over the fence I decided to ditch the idea, since the fence was fairly slippery and I 'didn't want to get hurt' lmao.

So on my way back down I obviously slipped, my ring got caught on the fence and degloved my left middle finger.

I felt a hard tug, no pain at first, tho I had a feeling what just happened... My first thought was: "Do I look at my hand or do I just go home?" Obviously, I looked down and "fuck." was the first thing I said.

I grabbed the bone and remaining flesh with my unharmed hand, to stop the bleeding and looked at my friend (the one with the dog).

I calmly told him: "[Name], don't panic but my finger is gone, call an ambulance. I will lay down on the ground now, okay?" At first he thought I was fucking with him and didn't believe me. Because I stayed strangely calm since he has severe panic attacks and I didn't want him to get one in this situation, since that would be anything but beneficial for the both of us. He only realized I was for real, when he saw red liquid dripping out my hand.

My friend hastily rung all the doorbells of the Apartment building across the street, to ask someone to call an ambulance. (I didn't have my phone on me he had his phone, but forgot that you can call emergency numbers even without mobile credit.)

At one point a guy rode past us on his bike, Martin tried to flag him down, yelling something along the lines of: "Hey, could you please call an ambulance? He (gesturing at me, lying on the ground, bleeding) lost- had an accident." And I'll never forget this mans answer, after throwing one glance at me, in a cheery sing-sang voice he just said: "Noo, I don't have time, sorryy.~" while riding of with the brightest smile. That is still the funniest thing to me lmao. That guy had a great day and was not willing to care for anything or anyone else. Honestly.. Good for him!

Anyways, back to the ambulance-calling problem..

My friend managed to get an old lady to step out on the balcony, where she could see me and she called an ambulance right away.. Well she actually got a little confused and called the police, but they informed the hospital to send an ambulance.

Another lady also approached me to just be there for me, I think. She just rubbed my back and tried to comfort me, which was really sweet. Especially seeing she was the one crying, overwhelmed by the situation. She also shielded me from the rain by covering me with her umbrella. I hope shes okay, she was an absolut Sweetheart.

I was lucky (I guess?) since a woman who lived across the street I was laying on saw me through the window and came to check out what happened. And wouldn't you know, she was a nurse! She introduced herself to me as such, stating: "Hey, I saw you through my window, are you okay? I might be able to help. I'm a nurse and brought my first aid kit, what happened?" So I detailed the incident to her and showed her my injury. Upon seeing my mangled hand she let out an audible gasp and a whispered: "oh, fuck." At which I couldn't help but laugh, saying: " 'oh, fuck'? As a nurse? It's that bad, huh?". She apologized and tried to back paddle a bit, I think she was trying to not freak me out to much, saying something along the lines of: "No, it's just- I just didn't expect that." To which I replied: "Well, to be fair, I  basically had the same reaction, so it's alright." The kind nurse bandaged me up and waited for the ambulance with us.

At that point the pain was pretty bad but not to much to handle. I mainly focused on my friend, constantly telling him to: "Stay calm and breathe!" since "I can't bleed out, so it's alright."

The ambulance (and police) arrived about 15 minutes after the call (they normally would've been there faster but we had a lot of road work in the area at the time). The officers tried to figure out what happened and kept asking weird questions like: "Did your friend pull you down?", "Did the dog eat the finger?" and "Did the dog pull you down?" Etc.. They also 'searched?' for my finger (they basically just looked in and around the bush where it happened from a distance for like thirty seconds lmao) and said they couldn't find it, so no finger saving for me. The EMT's knocked me out with some seriously good shit and drove me to the hospital. At that point the shock settled, I went in and out of consciousness. At the ER they gave me local anesthesia by shoving a needle in my mangled finger and shooting some thick liquid in there... THAT was the most pain I ever felt in my life so far. But right away, just milliseconds after, no pain at all.

In this moment I actually got to look at it in depth for the first time. It looked gnarly. Most of my skin and flesh was gone but the two bigger bones (wich where astonishingly bright white) of the finger as well as the main tendon where still intact. I could actually move my fucking bone-finger!! So I did just that, opening and closing my hand in awe, observing how exactly 'the strings work'. It was fascinating! 

They also took some pictures and I will try to message managed to message the clinic for the photos of the degloved finger because... YES. You can find the link to those photos at the end of this post.

They gave me another local anesthetic, for the operation, this time numbing the whole arm. They couldn't put me under since I've already eaten that day.

Even though my finger couldn't be 'saved' since they 'couldn't find it'. I found the ring three days after the incident tho so that's cool, I guess.

I asked if I was allowed to 'keep' the bones they removed but the doctor said: "That's not allowed, since it's a bio hazard." (Stupid German laws).

They send me home the next day and I got a cute little tattoo after everything healed up nice. (A little pair of scissors on a dashed line, because I'm funny like that.)

When I got home I picked up my dog from my friends apartment (yes, the same friend) and the first thing I said to him was "pew pew" while doing the Spider-Man 'web shooting gesture' with my hand.

I don't really have many long lasting difficulties in regards to the missing finger except for occasional phantom pain or the even worse phantom itch. Both of which mainly occur when the weather switches.

I'm a pretty positive person, so I'm just thankful that it was only one finger and a unessential one, on my non-dominant hand at that.

All in all I'd give the situation a solid 7 /10.

Pos. (+)

The hospital food was good.

The staff was nice.

Neg. (-)

I'm still a little salty about not being able to take my own bones home

I physically cringe every time I think about the incident. (Wich is annoying because I basically live next to the place it happened and have to see that darn fence daily.)

Indiff. (¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

The pain was manageable.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask!

And, as promised: → here ← are pictures of the injury if you're interested!

Unfortunately I don't have any better Pictures or photos, now do I have the digital files of these pictures :(

✧⁠(Sorry for any spelling errors I may have missed, English is not my first language.)✧

[silliemillie2024]

My Carmen X Gray Fankid, Part 1.

Dexter Suhara Calloway: Before the Accident.

Gender: Male.

Age: 16 years old.

Nicknames: Ash (siblings and parents), Hawkeye, Idiot (Paisley calls him this lovingly), Captain Obvious (his friend Chloe mainly), Lover Boy (Paisley when she teases him), Romeo (his friends Jean and Roberto when he goes on and on about Paisley), Dexy-bear (only Paisley, he secretly loves the name, but don't tell Paisley).

Parents: Graham "Gray" Scott Calloway (Father) and Carmen Isabella Calloway (Mother).

Siblings: Jade Ana Calloway (younger sister), Dawn Rebecca Calloway (younger adopted sister), Maverick Colin Calloway (younger brother), Richard Derek Calloway (younger brother) and Rina Olivia Calloway (younger adopted sister).

Personality: Loyal, Smart, Hard-working, Caring, Optimistic, protective.

Likes: Reading, History, Hanging out with his friends, Animals (especially his pet Python, Madusa or Maddie for short and his service dog, Dirk), cooking with his Mamaw (his mom's mom).

Dislikes: When people hurt animals, needles (Will start hyperventilating), Bullies, when someone hurts Paisley (He will go into a blind rage).

Friends: Paisley Phillips (Crush/future girlfriend), Chloe Drake, Jean Devineaux, Roberto Rodriguez.

Dexter Suhara Calloway: After the Accident.

After Dexter and his dad got hit by a drunk driver, they were rushed to the hospital where they were quickly evaluated for any extensive injuries. Dexter's dad, Graham was cleared within an hour, only suffering miner cuts and bruises, but as for Dexter, he blacked out from loss of blood on the way to the hospital and was in a coma for nearly two hours. When his mom, sisters and friend, Paisley made it to his room, he was awake, but due to the painkillers the doctor had given him for the pain, he was still really out of it, but as a soon as he felt Paisley touched his arm, he gave her a big, lop-sided smile. After a while the doctor informed his parents that he had sustained significant nerve damage in his right eye, which caused him to become completely blind in that eye, he also had significant brain damage from the crash, which affected his speech patterns significantly. Once he was finally able to go home, the first thing his parents did was get him a service dog, an Australian Shepard, whom Dexter affectionately named Dirk and Paisley took it upon herself to help Dexter heal emotionally, like he did for her weeks prior to the accident. In the following days, Paisley would help Dexter by doing any chores that were more physically draining while Dexter did simpler chores. After nearly a month, the two of them started dating, which helped Dexter's health improve significantly and he was finally back to his old self. Despite being half blind, he will eventually become the captain of the boys soccer team in his senior year of high school and graduate with honors.

After Graduation:

[creampuff-dreampuff]

Star Tanuki Headcanons

Decided I needed to write some headcanons I had for my girl, Star!

Star is a Tanuki (or a Japanese Raccoon Dog). They’re only native to Japan, so she and Rocket are both from Earth .. just different continents.

She and Rocket are the sole survivors of Batch 89. Star tried to pull Rocket off from clawing at the High Evolutionary, she just stayed there as they escaped.

If she wasn't being operated on, she watched the H.E. preform surgeries. vowed to use her skills as a medic to help. not harm.

During the scene were we get a close up of baby Rocket as he flies the ship (yk when his facial expressions changes- showing the wall he puts up), baby Star would be in his lap clinging to him.

Star is more so the peace keeper between the crew. She tries to keep the peace as best she can, which is why she's also the medic for the team. Of course, she loses her temper sometimes which causes her to lash out.

Relationships are pretty complex. She isn't really close to Peter, but they're good friends. She can't stand Drax - mainly because of how he takes everything seriously. She adores Mantis- they’re definitely gal pals. Star had to warm up to Gamora and Nebula .. but she and Nebula are now close friends. As for Rocket and Groot, they're very close.

For post Vol 3, she adores Phyla-Vell and Cosmo. She and Kraglin are good friends also. Nebula, her, and Rocket still remain close. As for Adam .. still some tension between them. I mean he did try to kidnap Rocket.

Also post Vol 3, Star opens up a small clinic!

Star, Rocket, and Nebula got extremely close cause of the after events of Thanos snapping his fingers.

Rocket definitely has seen Star as his baby sister e needs to protect at all costs. He was oblivious she actually liked him until Endgame.

She needs glasses because she can't see well.

She was actually named by Lylla herself. When she first met Batch 89, Rocket commented how her eyes shined bright like stars (her eyes are blue btw) - so of course Lylla thought of the perfect name; Star.

When Peter and the others went to get the code to override Rocket’s kill switch, Star stayed on the Bowie with Groot. Being a medic and not wanting to leave Rocket’s side, she kept monitoring his vitals and would communicate with the others if something was wrong.

There was definitely some tension between her and Peter when they found out about their past. Rocket being his best friend, he questioned why she wouldn’t have told them sooner - her reply was: “Some old wounds aren’t meant to be opened.”

She is a bit smaller than Rocket, when they stand side by side she only reaches his shoulder.

Surprisingly good a sewing! (Again, Rocket got into a lot of fights)

Star grows her fur out a bit, so she’s a bit fluffy than Rocket. Reason she did was to hide her cybernetic implants/make them less noticeable.

She’s still learning new things daily that can be put to use as her role as a medic. Star knows the basics- CPR, wound care (Rocket got into a lot of fights during his time in prison), etc.

“I looked up into his eyes and saw the wall he put up, he could never trust a person ever again. I might have been younger, but I watched as the High Evolutionary killed our friends. As Rocket and I escaped Halfworld, I made a promise .. that nobody would ever hurt us again.”

Don't take her glasses. seriously, don't

Star and Rocket suffer from chronic pain.

that's all for now! will update it with time

[enderdeservesbetter]

Hi, it's me. Again to talk about Taylor Swift, this time of TTPD: The Anthology.

I'm going to be honest, honestly the first part was mainly emotionally draining. When I finished "Clara Bow" I felt like I was going to cry with all my might, even though I loved it. Over time, I grew fond of and understood many of the songs and I mean I didn't understand them until later.

Psychologically, it opened many wounds that I thought had closed. And can I say... a week and a half after the album came out I started therapy! (Perfect timing). And something tells me, this part of the album is going to be more painful. That's why I've been kicking it (as well as listening to Red, evermore and Speak Now).

OK, LET'S START. Again, no expectations and I have heard VERY little of some songs and... I am not speaking English and sometimes I forget that I am speaking the language.

(Dividers by: @saradika-graphics and I think I took the photo from Taylor Swift's official website, if not, sorry, but I don't remember

SONG LIST:

The Black Dog 4.5/5

+ 2 OH MY GOD THE MUSIC!! // +1.5 old habits die SCREEEEEEAMEENG --- EVEN IF I DIE SCREEEEAMEENG... That's what I have to say about the lyrics //+1 her voice... :(

It can't be, I love this song and it's the first time I've heard it. I listen to the music from yt, from the lyric videos. And I don't read them to concentrate fully on the music. And it confuses me because I am not a native English speaker, but I can understand their emotions, of wanting to go back but it is impossible and wanting to go back because it is what I knew, and and...

Want to cry at the first song, we're going VERY GOOD /SARCASTIC

Imgonnagetyouback 4.5/5

+2 The rhythm, and the strange synth pop... it's a strange perfect harmony // +1.5 For some reason it made me blush a lot and smile and I didn't even start to read the lyrics, a flirtatious vibe instantly hit me. // I hear the whispers in your eyes → whispered sights (?. //+1 She sounds great, it's a very Midnights song but without covering up and washing her voice so much, and I love it!

I don't understand much of the history of this song but obviously, I don't want to mess with it as much as the original TTPD. God, I'm loving this album so far even MORE than the original.

The Albatross FIRST 5/5

+2 HOW I LOVE BACKGROUND MUSIC, IT'S BEAUTIFUL. Fully folklore vibes // +1 I can't fully understand without reading the lyrics in the meantime... The lyrics seem easy to understand and learn. // +2 Her voice seems angry but disappointed, like telling a child that it's okay, everything is going to be okay.

I was left with my mouth open, because I would love to have heard this in 6th grade, in 1st year, in 5th year...

And I'm not going to go over all my traumas, but I always had very sensitive skin and it cut very easily... and they definitely talked about it and everyone believed that it was contagious (it was just an allergy to earth), and in my church (I went until I was 12 and I don't plan to return) they treated me like a plague because of my situation, they treated me like a liar, they treated me as less than, they excluded me from everyone, especially the parents told them that it was a bad omen...

Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus 3.5/5

+1.5 WHO PRODUCED THIS MUSIC? HE NEEDS A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD AND A HUG THAT REACHES HIS SOUL, SOMEONE THANK HIM! // + My god, the lyrics are so... it's almost indecipherable, but it doesn't sound bad. But I can decipher that it's a separation, that it's the kind of love that didn't exactly end bad, but that's it. //+0.5 It sounds like she had recorded loml before.

I can say, this is the song that I understood the least so far, but hey, at some point, if I read analysis, I will.

How Did It End? 4/5

+1.5 I love the background music, they have done an incredible job on this entire part of the album :( // +1.5 I still don't understand all of the lyrics :( but... she- i- gonna cry :D // ...1 She's forcing the voice from inside to come out, and yet it sounds beautiful, I hate that part of me

So High School 4.5/5

+2 The music is so similar to the teen bands from the 2000s movies, I love it! // +1.5 I'm not a fan of the sporty boy, but god, this song is so beautiful // +1 Taylor's voice feels so happy and the range throughout the song is a chef's kiss!

I didn't think I would like it SO MUCH! It's a beautiful song, full of a calm but active energy, almost cozy. They keep doing a great job in this part of the album!

I Hate It Here 5/5

+2 the folklore vibes, omg i LOVE it! 🤍 // +1.5 As a person who spends 80% of her day in his mind... I really love the lyric // +1.5 She sings it so softly that I want to cry.

I love this song, my dragons and knight stories love this song. Seriously, it's strange to find a song that talks JUST about what you always wanted to tell your mother.

thanK you alMee

+2 OMG The background music is the best part of this album! // +1.5 The lyrics are simple in image and short, but detailed and rich in emotion. //+1 her voice sounds very good in this song 🩷

I know that feeling but I have no legacy to be proud of and it has definitely been difficult to get to this point.

I Look in People's Windows

+1.5 again... the music is beautiful <3 // +1.5 No, this is not about my relationship (no, I don't look for him on every street around us in my neighborhood looking for his figure) // +1 It sounds so good for such a short song :(

The Prophecy 5/5

+1.5 The instrumental is... again, this part of the album and the last part of TTPD is beautiful // +2 PLEASE I'VE. ON MY. KNEES. I feel like he is talking about those things that I leave for later because I am very busy taking care of my family. // +1.5 Her voice sounds so sad and terrified, desperate. She carries the tone of the song so well that it's scary :(

Again, this song has moved things that I didn't know still existed, and I already knew because I had read some of the lyrics or parts of them in some TTPD's analysis.

Cassandra 4/5

+1.5 the instrumental, that's all i'm gonna say // +1.5 I love that it tells a concise story in the same song, but it feels messy, I can't say I don't like it // +1 again, her voice carries so well the tone of the song.

What a strange and accurate decision to put THIS song after The Prophecy. When you know you're telling the truth but no one believes you because the other person is untouchable, it's... a complete feeling that deserves an entire book and an entire year of therapy.

Peter 3.5/5

+1.5 How can an instrumental sound so like a dream and a nightmare at the same time? // +1 Can I cry? It's like seven (my favorite song) never happened :( // Every time it is more difficult to get to the other end of the album, it is so soft and at the same time so deep and painful

The Bolter 4/5

+1.5 for the instrumental // +1.5 I don't understand why I would dance to this, but I would, it's a similar song to I Can Do It With A Broken Heart // +1 her voice 🩷

The Manuscript 4.5/5

Robin 3/5

I'm going to be completely honest, I don't understand this song in particular, I'm not saying it's bad but I don't know HOW to watch it, if someone wants to explain it to me that would be great.

+1.5 sweet instrumental // +1.5 While listening to the lyrics, I remembered that man who used ALL the "older man trying to get with a younger girl" tricks that i dated.

Definitely a beautiful song to close a cycle, to say goodbye to what hurt for years, a small part let go because it no longer belongs to you.

Conclusion: it has definitely moved me and I hope that, for example, in a few years it will not do so again. It's such a beautiful and deep album. It was painful to hear, but necessary.

4.5/5