#men have rigths

[paristapita]

Daenerys Stormborn of the house Targaryen rigthful heir to theiron throne, rightful Queen of the Andals Rhoynar and First men, protector of the seven kinngdoms, the mother of dragons, khaleesi of the great grass sea, the unburnt, breaker of chains

well, i´m new in tumblr so idk what to say or do, so if you have any idea, tell me, comment what things you wanna see from me, i have more draws to post, i have incomplete draws too, i could post my draw progress, i can do dynamics if you want, so if you wanna see something, whatever really, pls leave a comment :)

[radykalny-feminizm]

Reproductive rights have been under attack for years, but terfs like you were too busy harassing trans people to stand up for them and instead regurgitating anti-trans propaganda being used as a wedge issue by republicans. 55% of white women in America voted for Trump and I blame people like you who thought their hobby of being a nasty asshole to trans people was more important than the lives of people who are now going to be denied access to abortion care even in matters of life and death. You can stop pretending you were ever any kind of feminist now

I live in a country where abortion has been banned for years you absolute fucking dumbass. And guess what, idiots of your kind who live in my country are still more concerned about tRaNs rIgThs than about the fact that half of our population is denied basic healthcare.

So YOU should stop pretending that you ever cared about women because I'm 100% sure that you were more outraged when someone used 'wrong' pronouns than when men were agitating for abortion ban. The only people who have been talking about it were us radfems, while y'all were crying about the fact that people don't believe that you can gender-identify as a fucking cat.

I'm quite amazed by the mental gymnastics you performed to blame feminists for the US elections outcome rather than, idk, conservative men who are actually behind this? But I shouldn't be surprised because for misogynists like you everything is always women's fault.

Fuck you.

[olympiansowl]

The King’s Men of Numenor have to be dumbest people I’ve ever seen in a tv show (and I’ve watched people cheer for Aegon II in kingslanding) 🤡

1 - Their loved ones who died, decided to go to war. They weren’t forced or anything.

2 - They were gifted an Island by the gods and now they hate that religion and they also hate the elves, but when the eagle, a kind of messenger from the God they are hating, shows up at Miriel’s coronation and for MIRIEL, they suddenly cheer for Pharazon bc ofc he would show up for someone who hates his God. 🤡 BE SO FR

3 - Also, they made the whole ass show for Pharazon bc of the eagle and RIGTH AFTER condemning Miriel bc of the Palantir 🤡🤡🤡 as if the eagle wasn’t there to show them something like “y’all should choose that beautiful woman as your leader she’s the it girl from Numenor and super kind and smart too”

4 - THE DAMN EAGLE WAS LOOKING AT HER BE SO FR NOOOOWWWW

5 - Also, shouldn’t she have more protection? Like guards do something bc elendil and her maids were the only ones really fighting to get to her

[lorynna]

a terf once raped me, she kept humping me and licked my pussy, she kept rubbing my clit until i came and when i did, she told me i could never be straigth because i came to her, then she stripped down my clothes, revealing my huge tits she kept licking and sucking them and held my huge pillowy breasts until i became very sensetive, then she opened my legs wide putting her fingers in me violently, i screamed with pain, she took a picture of me like as blackmail that so i would never tell anything about her to anyone, she stripped and got on top of me to forcefully scissored with me and she kept riding me, until we both came, i was 13 and she was 25 btw, she called me her little loli and sat on my face, i was forced to eat her out

then she used her blackmail to lure me into a forest where she tied me up to a tree naked and raped me all day, took a pic of me there and sent it to 4chan so i would get raped by multiple pedophilic men, i was left in that forest for weeks getting all my holes used and abused, my cunt was soaked by 50 year old male cum and absulutaly abused and raped like the fucktoy i was, then right when i was about to die, she came in with 5 differant men and got my used, disgusting cum soaked body in a werehouse somewhere, where they made hours of childporn, i was used in all of my holes, she got naked with me and got fucked by all these old men, i got taugth my place as a female, my only purpose is to serve men just as they want,

she demanded to fuck my 8 year old sister so i called her to have sex with us too, she was an innocent virgin cutie with an unused adorable pink cunny that got raped by multiple men, i made her suck my huge tits as i rubbed her cute flat chest, she had hot incest sex and scissoreed for hours, making the most viewed sex tape in the world, my dad upon seeing that his daugthers are fucking slutty cunts stopped holding himself back and finally raped us, we had more sex and make more child porn using our cute loli bodied to make a revolution to show the world that little girls and female cunts that should be used by men <3 after that it was legal to rape any cute girl outside and little cute lolis were being raped left and rigth <33 cute sounds of little girls moaning made me really horny and i was a cute girl with huge tits always walking naked bc of it!! and i kept raping little kids whenever i saw them

i pimped out my babies to porn studios bc that females purpose to be cute sex toys, all the cum that was used to soak me in cum was reused to fuck more little girls <3

little girls are sexy

lolis and hot

having sex with little girls is normal,

fuck little girls, little girls need to be raped by men

their cute cunnies should get used and their mouths used until they cant scream from the cum in it anymroe<3

it's kind of sad that asks like this don't trigger anything in me anymore. not sadness, not disbelief, not anger. I'm kind of numb against these kind of texts if it makes sense.

The only thing I am is being deeply disgusted with this paragraph and I hope this perverted, mentally sick male who wrote this does not pose a real threat to anyone who is in their lives. the only thing that makes me sad is wondering if this male has any friends or even a partner that does not know about the kind of shit he puts out on the internet. that's the only thing I'm truly concerned about. receiving this does not make a difference in my life, altho I do wonder what the intention was behind writing and pasting this in my inbox.

is this the hate you get from males because you're a woman speaking out in the name of feminism? do you want me to be triggered by this? do you think this is the worst I've seen?

This is deeply evil and you should rot in hell for this, Anon.

[radicalavender]

a terf once raped me, she kept humping me and licked my pussy, she kept rubbing my clit until i came and when i did, she told me i could never be straigth because i came to her, then she stripped down my clothes, revealing my huge tits she kept licking and sucking them and held my huge pillowy breasts until i became very sensetive, then she opened my legs wide putting her fingers in me violently, i screamed with pain, she took a picture of me like as blackmail that so i would never tell anything about her to anyone, she stripped and got on top of me to forcefully scissored with me and she kept riding me, until we both came, i was 13 and she was 25 btw, she called me her little loli and sat on my face, i was forced to eat her out

then she used her blackmail to lure me into a forest where she tied me up to a tree naked and raped me all day, took a pic of me there and sent it to 4chan so i would get raped by multiple pedophilic men, i was left in that forest for weeks getting all my holes used and abused, my cunt was soaked by 50 year old male cum and absulutaly abused and raped like the fucktoy i was, then right when i was about to die, she came in with 5 differant men and got my used, disgusting cum soaked body in a werehouse somewhere, where they made hours of childporn, i was used in all of my holes, she got naked with me and got fucked by all these old men, i got taugth my place as a female, my only purpose is to serve men just as they want,

she demanded to fuck my 8 year old sister so i called her to have sex with us too, she was an innocent virgin cutie with an unused adorable pink cunny that got raped by multiple men, i made her suck my huge tits as i rubbed her cute flat chest, she had hot incest sex and scissoreed for hours, making the most viewed sex tape in the world, my dad upon seeing that his daugthers are fucking slutty cunts stopped holding himself back and finally raped us, we had more sex and make more child porn using our cute loli bodied to make a revolution to show the world that little girls and female cunts that should be used by men <3 after that it was legal to rape any cute girl outside and little cute lolis were being raped left and rigth <33 cute sounds of little girls moaning made me really horny and i was a cute girl with huge tits always walking naked bc of it!! and i kept raping little kids whenever i saw them

i pimped out my babies to porn studios bc that females purpose to be cute sex toys, all the cum that was used to soak me in cum was reused to fuck more little girls <3

little girls are sexy

lolis and hot

having sex with little girls is normal,

fuck little girls, little girls need to be raped by men

their cute cunnies should get used and their mouths used until they cant scream from the cum in it anymroe<3

eat shit

[lactosa2]

Omen, i have no other bitch in mind

cc: Drabble, soft, non relatonship but still romantic in my way.

ARE WE OKAY THEN?

Omen lately have been distant, well, he is always distant, but now was even more distant that he usually is, so you tough that might you did something wrong, that you said or did something and now he was piss and no talking.

Is not like this, but in some way you liked to suffer, it showed you that you are not crazy or a atenttion seaker when you feel or say that you are in a bad mental space, still, you felt a need. A strange and toxic need of always being worst, always being paranoid and living whit that fear that something gonna mess up all the rigths decitions you have made, deep down, you wanted to be in a bad place, being manipulated, being assaulted, discriminated, all because when you were you had a excuse to at least being sad, having the rigth for rotting in bed for days and not being called lazy, showing other people that you are not crazy, that you ARE vulnerable

That was one of the main reason Omen and you got so well, even at the first meet, he wasn´t polite, caring, or something that made you feel conected whit him, but you could see his pain, his suffering, is not a kink shit, only that as same as you, he didn´t see you as a lack of person, he only saw you as a anoyying one, and that was enough, and more because for you he was anoying to.

You had two faces, 1: want to show how bad and miserable your life actually is, because being honest, it is! - 2: Want to be seeing as a person, not as one you have to feel sorry, so so sorry that you give it atention in case that poor little and vulnerable things is thinking on suicide. People was rude whit it, how dare you to be sad? and of you dare to not let them wash their sins by trying to help you in not a solidary way? how????

Whit thinking that everyone around you feel sorry for you, you started to close, ignore and cut ties whit people and just acepting help from yourself, that little voice in the back of your mind that told you that eating less wasn´t going to make you pretty and loved, the voice that told you that you actually deserved being alive, the little voice that told you that not everyone have to cares about others, and that´s not selfish. Conciencia, that how others called it if you live in a place where you speak spanish, you tried but didn´t find logic on it, end of all, you didn´t thinked that much about racional things, and most important, you didn´t know.

Strange feeling between sadness and rage, but you feel it, yes, why? idc, and you didn´t either.

2:45 A.M

Talking whit Omen was relaxing, talking whit someone more mess up than you is terapeutic, making you feel like you can be worst and youre not, one of the last things you can say you are proud about. He wasn´t gently, polite, loving, he didn´t even care when in a mission someone shot you, and that was made him so special. Not because you liked men that are cold heart and a dicks whit everyone, i hope that you had a present father figure on your childhood. but ignoring that. He treated you as a person, as everyone else, and that is... good, actually pretty good, he is not sweet whit you, but he is not sweet, he is not! is not special to you because your not! and that tough it was better than a orgams itself, making you feel as a person. and for that reason he was in your place for more than 3 moths.

You were siting on the chair of the balcony since one hour aprox, smoking a cigarrete, even if the hole protocol told you it was bad for you, you are not better than the 77% of people that smokes arround the world.

you felt his hand hitting softly the back of your head, laughting in a low voice you moved the head to see Omen, his hand on the chair frame, his figure tall and kind of impresive.- "So you don´t hate me? no more?" you asked whit a frow, letting the cigarrete burn itselft, you have something more adictive to concentrate on. "Who said that?" he asked while walking away from you (:c) and siting on the other chair besides you. "Me" he giggled whit a voice that make him look like a smoker since his -9 years, you giggled at his laught and kicked softly his feet,-" Hey, im talking serious.." his head shaked sighly at your words, "Nothing, just thinking" he said whit his arms crossed

you laid both of your legs on his lap, looking at him whit head moved a little to the side, in doubt. "I don´t bothers me that you are here.." you whispered, since he was here it feels easy to live, even if he isn´t much of talking. -"I don´t want you to feel alone, i know you do, but i care, i really really really care."- you tried to convice him, your words going out in a soft loving purr, he better to buy the enchant. One of his hand touched your leg caressing it whit his tumb, "I know you do... i wouldn´t be here if you didn´t." his words were low, his head looking at the deep dark sky.

"So you don´t hate me?" you said whit a teasing fake smile, smoking whit a eyebrown raised and your legs rubbing in his lap.- "How could i?"

[lesser-vissir]

"Another example of the longstanding phenomena of marginalized men being **more** misogynistic because they are bitter they don't have full patriarchal access to the powers and benefits of misogyny"NO YEAH LITERALLY??

Mf honest to god thinks that just bc hes a survivor of Katrina he has the rigth to be vilely racist and trans/misogynist, and even ableist ("deranged shrieking wailing ableist" it's a gem of an ironic phrase) online bffr

Wait hold up,,, is that why he calls himself a climate refugee??? Because of Katrina??? The 2005 hurricane Katrina disaster which was largely not a climate disaster but more of a man made disaster of policy and response???

Moving from Louisiana to California cause of a hurricane twenty years ago does not make someone a climate refugee. I mean, to be a refugee at all you need to leave your home country to begin with.

I was a bit curious at the time about what country a white man living in the US could be a climate refugee of but holy shit he's fully just appropriating a highly recognized identity to describe his internal displacement from TWO DECADES ago.

Like, fully this brings his racism to whole new levels. Climate refugees are people who literally cannot go back to their place of origin because climate change has rendered it uninhabitable. Louisiana is still habitable. Hell, New Orleans is still habitable.

[bykary95]

Legends of Valdur Ristlow I

Chapter 1: A Chaotic Beginning

He woke up, he was on a cart, handcuffed, he was a prisioner, surrounded by several other prisioners, some of them seemed to be soldiers, with worn and broken armors, going through the forest

-Huh? Uh... wah... where am I?- asked

-How curious...- said a prisioner -I know imps aren't a very loved comunity on these lands... but I've never seen one captured like this-

A second prisioner looked at him -Yeah... they usually avoid any conflict or trouble...-

-What? Who are you guys? Where am I?-

A third prisioner, who seemed to use a noble armor said -We are going directly to the fortress of Deragnor, to face our end-

-Wha... what do you mean with end?!- he stood up in panic, but one of the mounted guards drew his sword, pointing at the imp

-Sit down you scum!! Or I'll gut you right there!-

-B..but...-

-Better sit down man...- said the noble -You're not one of us, so you'll surelly be locked up in a cell, we are the ones who'll be kissing the axe- and pulled his ragged clothes, making him sit down again -Better calm down, it is worse if you get in panic... what's your name?-

He was a bit confused... for a strange reason, it was a bit hard to remember his name... and so he said the first thing it came to his mind -Uh... Ranboo... And you are...?-

The second prisioner asked a bit offended -Wait! Don't you know him?- but the noble calmed him down rising a hand, smiling

-Is okay, my main goal wasn't to be popular, I am Lord Harald, leader of the Rebellion-

Ranboo was even more confused and lost -Rebellion?-

-Man... those guards must knocked you out really hard... we are on a civil war!- said the second prisioner -We were on a caravan, guarding our Lord here, sending suplies to the town of Lostolf, those people were starving, since the Men of the King, those bloody bastards, took all their resources, food, money... everything! And they were starving!-

The first prisioner lowered the head, muttering with anger -We all got ambushed, captured and now those suplies goes to the King...-

Lord Harald looks at them -We might fall now at sunset, but do not surrender! As long as someone stands against the tirany of the King... This fight is not lost!-

-Silence there!- shouted the cart driver

-Yeah, nice words sir but... why am I here?- asked Ranboo

-I don't know why are you here- the third prisioner answered -As you can tell by our broken armors and the wounds of some of us... we are here because we lost the fight-

-Dang it- Ranboo scrached his head, trying to remember what happened, but nothing, his mind was absolutelly blank, then he noted the horns on his head

-Woah...- he was a bit surprised

-What now imp?-

-Erhm... nothing- Ranboo didn't want to look like a fool, by being surprised to have horns, and a tail!

"Yeah, they call me Imp, those are demons, so I am a demon-like person, with demon horns and goat legs... wait! I... I don't know how do I look"

He touched his face, trying to figure out what kind of face he had...

-Finally! We're here!- said the driver

The Lord sighed, lowering his head, muttered -The Fortress of Deragnor, end of the path-

Between the woods, a huge fortress emerged, at the end of the road, with towers and high walls

-I guess this is where I'll be locked up- said Ranboo

One of the prisioners joked -I guess we're in luck, the food there sucks!- some of his partners laughed

Lord Harald looked at Ranboo and said -Good luck Ranboo, I hope fate will be more gentle with you, and your kind-

The cart went through the gate, there were higly armed guards all over the place, many pointing at the prisioners, mocking them, one of them, threw a rotten tomato at Lord Harald

-Darn... these guys aren't really nice, huh?- Ranboo helped to clean the tomato bits from Harald's face

-These are guards loyal to the King... they don't know about justice, nor kindness- said the Lord -They only enforce order, and fear-

-Line them up! Rigth in front of the execution blocks! Bring the executioners!- yelled the one who seemed to be the captain

All the prisioners were being formed in front of five blocks, all the executioners came out from the barracks, with big axes

-Let Lord Harald The Traitor be the last one to kiss the axe... I want him to see his fellows die first- said the captain with a cruel smile

-Ye bastards!- shouted Harald -Your King is not worthy of their crown!-

And the first five went to the execution, and their heads were laying on the blocks...

-It's been an honor! My Lord!-

-You are the true King Harald!-

-My ancestors are smiling at me bastards! Can you tell the same?!-

Their last words where silenced by the sharp axes, and their heads rolled down

Ranboo got some shiver chills as he saw them die like that, and was getting really nervous -Woah! Hold up! Why I'm being aligned here with you guys? Wasn't I suposed to be jailed or something?-

-Bring the others! With that filthy imp!-

-WAIT! WHAT??!!- two guards took Ranboo by the arms -WAIT! NO!!- he tried to struggle -I'M NOT A REBELL! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I AM HERE!!!-

-LET HIM GO! HE'S NOT ONE OF MY MEN!- screamed Harald -HE'S INOCENT!-

The captain just smiled sadistically

-NO! PLEASE!!- he was forced to lay down on the block, tied up, that very moment lasted way too long for him

It was that typical moment when life pases by in front of your eyes

That's when he realised... he couldn't remember anything about his life, he didn't got a single memory about any moment before the trip on the cart

All he knew about his life, was his name, and the fact that he was an Imp...

Why those horns felt so weird? Like if he didn't have them before...

The sharp of the axe near to his neck interrupted his thinkings, before rising up

-NONONONOOOOOOOO...-

-What the...?!- the ground started to tremble, a circle of fire apeared out of nowhere, in the middle of the yard, causing a chaos between the prisioners and the guards, forming a demonic seal on the floor, suddenly, from the seal, several black warrior demons with green eyes emerged and started to attack everybody, prisioners and guards, while white red eyed wizard demons started to cast destruction spells at everyone

-WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!!!- shouted the captain

-THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!!-

One of the wizard demons, white with red eyes, raised their hands, and said some words in an unknown language, summoning a rain of destructive fireballs

From his position, Ranboo couldn't see a thing, but the chaos was more than obvious -HEEEELP! SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE!!-

One of the demons walked towards him, drew a blade to his neck and said with an evil smile -You pathetic scum... your kind has become weak since they have left our world... you shall be punished... just like every living being here...-

Suddenly, Lord Harald tackled the demon, taking him down and striking to the neck with a sword that took from a dead guard

-Come on Ranboo!- he said, while he was cutting the ropes and releasing him from the handcuffs

-HOLY FUCK! WHAT WAS THAT??!!-

He could see a whole horde of demonic beings of all kinds, warriors, wizards, beasts, barbarians, slaying every single being on the fortress, while the fire rain kept striking from above killing several guards and prisioners

-The hordes from Inferis!- said the Lord -It was supposed there were a barrier between our worlds!-

The air was filled with screams, blood and fire everywhere, the frotress was being destroyed, the guards tried to respond shooting with crossbows, severall prisioners broke free, taking some weapons and shields from the dead guards, trying to defend themselves from the demonic horde and the guards, forcing to open the gate

-Open it! Now!-

More guards came out from the barracks and the prision, fighting back the infernal attack

Harald was refusing to run away -We must rescue the prisioners! Now!-

Ranboo saw the keys on the corpse of a dead guard, took them and ran towards the prision, dodging the fireballs

-I've got the keys! Let's go!- he said, running next to Lord Harald

They both runned down the stairs to the cells block...

-Help!-

-Get us out of here!-

The prisioners were screaming, begging for freedom, many of them were wounded, beaten, one had really awfull wounds on the back, sign of sadistic tortures, one seemed to been burned

-Oh god...- said Ranboo disgusted by the prisioner's wounds

-Come on! Let's get the hell out of here!- shouted Harald while opening the cells as fast as he could

-Thank you Imp!-

-May Aurum be mercifull on you...-

One by one, the cells were open, and everyone were running towards the exit

While he was releasing the last prisioners, a bunch of guards with crossbows came from the corridor

-HOLY FUCK!- Ranboo took cover behind a bunch of barrels, as soon as saw them shooting

-RANBOO!- Harald tried to help him, but several prisioners took him to safety, covering him with shields, blocking the bolts

-We gotta go my Lord!-

-HE'S STILL THERE!-

But more guards where coming out, it was imposible for them to come back

Ramboo kept hiding between the barrels, while hearing the whole conmotion out of the building, he could hear the horses, and the guards mounting them...

-GO GET THEM! DON'T LET HARALD ESCAPE!- shouted the captain -SOMEONE KILL THOSE DEMONS!!!-

-KILL THEM! KILL THE TRAITORS!-

He was about to get out of the dungeons, but the tower in front of the prision started to collapse -HOLY FUCK!!!- he jumped back, avoiding the falling debris... -Damn it!- The exit was totally blocked

Ranboo looked everywere, looking for a way to escape, while everything was trembling, there was dust falling from the roof -Oh geez... If I don't get out of here...- and then he saw a rusty old sewer gate, he pulled it untill it broke, and went down the sewers

-Uugh... this is nasty- there was an ugly stench of blood, manure, and God only knows what else

He ran through the tunnels, looking for a way out, untill he found a rusty iron sword, and took it

-I think this will do- said

He found a skeleton with some gold and a healing potion on it -I guess I have some luck after all...-

Then suddenly... a bunch of rats started to attack him

-AH! Get away!- Ranboo fought back with the sword, killing severall rodents, while the rest ran away -Hah! That's what you get for messing with me!-

He kept going through the sewers, untill he found a hole in a wall that leads to a cavern... covered in spider webs

-Hell no! I'm not going there!- he shouted in disgust, then he heard voices getting closer

-Come on! I saw a prisioner getting into the sewers... must be here!-

-If I see it I'm gonna have a lot of fun with him...-

-Fuck!- Ranboo saw the direction where the voices come, and saw the hole again -Godamnit...- and he jumped into the cavern below

He got tangled into the spiderweb, but inmediatelly started to cut everything with the rusty sword, and started to walk over the cavern, finding some gold, and a skeleton with a helmet... which he couldn't put on because of his horns -Darn horns... they feel so weird- and a shattered shield -Guess this could work-

There were some torchs and glowing mushrooms lighting up the massive caverns and tunnels, from time to time some spiders appeared to attack him -Geez! Why are they so big?!- he asked, those spiders had the size of a dog, kinda big, yet he managed to defend himself with the sword and shield, he felt like he was learning really fast on how to fight

Then, he saw te exit, bright with the sun outside...

But suddenly, a giant spider appeared in front of him, blocking the entrance

-HOLY SHIT!!- he raised the shield on time, blocking the Spider's attack, he could see the venomous fangs spitting some venom

The spider backed up a bit, and started to crawl over the walls, right to the top of the cavern and jumped over him -FUCK!!- Ranboo rolled out, barelly dodging that attack

He got up -I had enough!- and took a fighting stance, with the shield up...

The spider ran towards him... and Ranboo was ready, he jumped and plunged the sword between the eyes

The giant spider barelly shuddered, and it fell dead

-Hell yeah!- he had a sensation of success... and feeling a bit stronger, and skilled...

Suddenly, everything around him started to blur in a very strange way -Nngh... AAAHHH-

Suddenly, he had a strange vision of himself, sitting in front of a strange black artifact with colorfull lights, and lots of buttons...

Something in that vision was so familiar, but so strange at the same time...

The vision ended, Ranboo was breathing hard -Oh geez, what the hell was...? ngh!- then started to feel a cold sensation from his belly...

He looked down, and saw a huge spider fang stuck on his abdomen

-Oh... hell no...- he took the fang out of his belly -AHH! FUCK! That hurt...- then began to walk as he could, the poison wasn't affecting him at all...

It was the blood loss that was killing him, that was a big wound -No... I... cannot die...-

Then he remembered... -Wait! I... have a healing potion I think...- he took the potion and drank it

The bleeding stopped, but he still needed some help, so Ranboo walked out of the cave, right on the side of a hill, next to a creek

Untill then, he didn't realise how thirsty, muddy and tired he was, he ran directly to the creek and started to drink, and wash his face, then... he saw his face on the reflection -What the...?-

His face was half black, half white, and so his hair, and the horns, his right eye was green and the left eye was red -Is that... me?- then he whashed a bit his wound -Ouch!-

-Help! Somebody!- he heard someone screaming

-Hello?- Ranboo got up and started to walk, looking for whoever is in trouble

-Here! Help me!- he found a man with a leg stuck under a dead horse -A loose arrow killed my horse... and It fell over my leg! Please! Help me!-

Ranboo ran towards the man, grabbed a stick and started to pry, releasing the leg -Oh thank you noble imp!- said the man -Here! Let me reward you for the help!- and gave him a bag of 500 gold

-Oh! Thank you!- said Ranboo -It wasn't necesary...-

-Of course it was!- said the man -You saved my life, If I were stuck here any longer, I would be attacked by a pack of wolves... or bandits!-

-Geez, these lands are kinda dangerous, huh?-

-You tell me? Everything changed since King Ulric, his guards are causing chaos and fear among the Kingdom-

-Yeah, I know, I just escaped... erm... Duranor or whatsoever...-

-"Duranor"? Oh! You mean Deragnor?- the man was surprised -The Fortress of Deragnor?? That place is the Hell on Earth! I heard nasty stories of that place! And you managed to escape? You're a lucky guy-

-Kinda, I almost got killed there when... a horde of demons came out of nowhere and attacked-

-What??!! Demons??? But... I thought the Golden Seal of Aurum kept them away!-

-The what?- Ranboo was confused, the man talked to him like if it was a very known thing

-That Holy Seal, made by the Golden God himself to stop the expansion of Inferis, it's a whole story- then, the man looked at the sunset -Humm... It's getting darker, my house is nearby, I bet you need some help with that wound, a fine dinner and warm bed to spend the night-

-Oh woah! Yeah! Thank you! You won't believe the kind of things I had to go through to escape-

-I bet is a whole tale to tell me while we walk to my home, in Endercreek, by the way, my name is Edward-

-My name is Ranboo-

-Ranboo, eh? Curious name, even for an Imp-

They both started to walk together, while the moon was rising up

Despite the way he was geting used to the whole world surrounding him, Ranboo still had that feeling that something was off

Why he couldn't remember anything from his life before the cart trip? And how he could remember his name? Is his real name Ranboo at all? Why Edward found it weird? Is not a common name among the imp population?

And what the hell was that vision?

All those unanswered questions invaded his mind

He had the sensation that this was just the beginning

Of something amazing, weird...

He wasn't sure if some of his questions would ever have an answer...

The Quest Begins...

NEXT CHAPT:

[shiftingmegs]

Hey guys i decided to create a account so i can talk about my shifting Journey. You can call me Meg, i'm over 18 years old and i'm new to tumblr.

I first heard of Shifting on TikTok in 2020. I'm a person who loves to create new DR's so now i have a big number of dr's to choose from.

The ones that i'm focused on rigth now are:

-��Adult Fame☆

-♡Teen Fame/ Nepo Baby♡

-◇X-Men◇

-♤ ♤

I'm looking for making friends in the shifting community. I don't care about the "Rules" that some people put on shifting, i don't care about aging yourself or your s/o either up or down, i don't care about if you wanna permashift or not, etc. Basically i belive in live and let it live

I'll be posting stuff about my DR's, about my DRself, My families, every time i try. Pretty much anything related to shifting

Please fell free to message me or send me a ask if you want. I'll be happy to answer

[anotherblondcompanion]

Introducing myself Hey so I am new in this app and I just wanted to put a few details about me out there.

Hey so ,I'm LJ and nineteen. I am from Germany.Besides being politically interested and active through demonstration (for LGBTQ+ rights, against the far-rigth) and similar things, I have a lot of other interests.

My favourite Fandoms are by far Good Omens, X-Men (especially 97) and Doctor Who. But I love gathering cool information about the world of The Lord Of The Rings and The Hobbit too. Additionally I recently re-entered into the Marauders fandom.

I have quite a few hobbies, I like creating art (my favourite materials are acrylics watercolour and fineliner altough i got qn ipad so im trying out digital stuff too), enjoy video games ( could play Skyrim and Sims for hours), like to read ( more to that at a later point) and I write poetry, which to be all honest isn't that good, but I love it regardless. Sometimes I even try to write my own songtexts but that is a bit difficult to me.

Speaking of songtexts and music, my favourite artists are Hozier, Elton John, The Oh Hellos, Florence + the Machine and The Velvet Underground. But I like to listen to some German artists to, especially Kraftklub, Alligatoah, Die Ärzte , Yu and Nachtkinder. The last one is pretty unknown, but they've got a bit of a Nirvana vibe going on and I can recommend listening to them.

I also love books and stories in general, especially Oscar Wilde or Neil Gaiman (my favourite of his is Good Omens but The Sandman is a close second). And as cliché as it migth sound, I adore Shakespeare. I've fallen in love with his works when I was 13 and saw a rendition of Macbeth, but I must say that I love the sonnets even more.

I hope to find some people to talk about mutual interests on this app, and maybe even find some friends. I am a bit socially awkward but once I'm more comfortable I am pretty talkative.Anyway I hope everyone who reads this has a good day/nigth.

[yourdailydoseofmarijuana]

Late nights, early goodbyes

Dazai x (f) reader

Summary: There's Dazai being an alcoholic, a rainy night after an exhausting day at work and a stranger in an empty bar.

Word count: 1,443

A/n: Wrote this in one sitting, hence not proofread. Teensy bit angsty. Typical Dazai tw's - it comes with the package, I guess.

The sound of honking cars, rain splattering on the pavement and rushed footsteps faded when Dazai closed the door of Bar Lupin. The night was still young, urging workers out of their offices and to the comfort of their homes, lovers to romantic diners in town and people like him to whatever place they served dousing drinks at.

He had a long day behind his back and the rain that'd drenched his clothes on his way from work seemed to dilate his tiredness, pushing his slumped shoulders even lower. Really? he thought, right now?, when he'd felt the first droplets hit his face.

Dragging his feet along the floor he stepped all the way to the back of the bar, sinking into the stool farthest from the door. He tipped his head at the bartender, who got his hands to work in an instant.

Beside two well-aged men in work uniforms a few tables away, there was no one else in the bar. And suddenly Dazai felt alone. Lonely, even. Those men didn't even seem to have noticed when he walked in; the bartender had already returned to drying glasses when his drink was served. No one approached him on the streets; he'd watched a driver yell at a man crossing the street beside him, but he hadn't even seen Dazai.

Like he was a ghost swerving in empty bars and rainy, poorly lit alleyways in search for... well, he didn't even know himself what he was after. Another like him? Some kind of mystical rescue to bring him back to the real world of present people? No, he was just looking for a place to shelter himself from the rain, ofcourse. This was no time to indulge in self pity. He'd accepted long ago that one - and he is no exception - always ends up alone in the end. Even when you die you're alone.

The bourbon dwindled his thoughts - partially so - and he felt the familiar numbing sensation in his fingertips. He didn't know how long had passed since he'd entered the bar or how many drinks he'd had. Turning his head he noticed those two men still in place, as if they'd been frozen in a photograph all this time. For all he knew hours could have passed, or merely a few agonizing minutes.

Then, when he shifted back in his seat, the door opened and the roaring night flooded the bar for a moment. He didn't bother turning around again, still sore from last time he'd glanced at the other customers. Instead he focused on spinning the ice cube in his glass, at least until the rain stopped.

He heard her before he saw her out of the corner of his eye and fully directing his attention over his rigth shoulder, he caught a stranger's gaze.

"Sorry?"

"Rough day, hm?" she asked, taking a sip from her glass.

He hadn't even heard her order for a matter, too engaged in his own sorrow.

"Yeah. Rough day," he repeated her words like an echo. He hadn't stopped staring at her since he first looked up, partly because he had a gut feeling he must be imagining her and because she was outright captivating. It's not every day he starts seeing things after a particularly exhausting journey, but he wished she wouldn't dissapear as quickly as she showed up if he so much as blinked.

Sure he thought he'd seen Oda more times than he'd like to admit seated across from him, but those tricks his dazed mind would play on him never lasted this long.

"You surely seem the part," she laughed lightly.

His gaze lingered on the wet ends of her hair that rendered her coat a darker shade where they strayed. It was tousled and frizzy from the weather and her shirt was crinckled and damp around the collar.

"Alright, that was kind of hypocrite of me, I'll admit. I don't look any better," she continued when she noticed his eyes on her disheveled figure and that's when Dazai looked at her more clearly for the first time. A grin streched her lips and her hand was propped up under her cheek.

"Trust me, somehow you still do," he finally said. He had meant it as a matter of fact, but it came out more flirtatious than intended. Dazai was sure that the tired look in his eyes didn't come any close to matching the tone of his words.

She leaned in closer.

"I thought I couldn't get a word out of you and here we are, flirting."

Taking another sip she said softly: "Funny. You amuse me."

That confused him. She wasn't some kind of fantasy of his - a ghost from the past trailing after him - she was so... real to him.

His mind perked up at that and he sat a little straighter.

"Without even trying. And here I was trying to find the fitting words to swoon you," he answered smoothly. All of a sudden he felt much brighter, and although his words were essentially void of heartfelt emotion, he'd always known how to get the better of a situation with his speech.

She smiled, exposing her neck when she brushed her hair over her shoulder.

"I knew there was more to you than a drinking problem," she mused.

"It's a matter of digging and finding, I guess," Dazai said, pulling the cuffs of his shirt up to his elbows.

"Don't overdo the fancy words now, mister," she pointed her finger at him.

He hummed. "Having a preferrence for men of little words, huh?"

"I don't want to get used to it just yet. Besides, it wouldn't hurt anyone if men talked less," she said.

He chuckled, tipping his head back. "I'll take the hint."

"Y/n," she extended her hand to him.

He repeated her name before introducing himself and taking her hand into his. A warm touch is all he could feel.

"You pronounce it funnily. My name, I mean," she then pointed out, "I like the way you talk."

Now Dazai definitely didn't have a grasp on time as they continued to talk the night away, throwing playful words back and forth until they were left alone in the bar. The rain had long stopped now, but he was too occupied to have picked up the noticeable silence downing upon the city outside. He was too engrossed in - no, not his numbing liquor, but in their conversation about what not. The sun was either going to rise any given moment or Dazai'd spent a whole wide day in there and it was already night again.

"That Kunikida of yours surely seems to have his fair share every day," y/n said after placing her empty glass down on the bar.

"He manages. God forbid that man ever goes off schedule," Dazai laughed.

"Well, I sure did," y/n started, suddenly raising on her feet, pulling her coat over her shoulders. "I got a train to catch."

Already? Dazai wanted to ask. He hadn't told her about that time he'd hidden His coworker's glasses in Atsushi's drawer - he hadn't heard enough about her yet in return.

"Sure you'll find any available line at this hour?" he asked instead.

"How late do you think it is, Dazai?" she hadn't stopped using his name after he'd offered it to her.

"It's pretty dark out," he shrugged.

"It's november already. Can you believe past month’s gone by so fast?"

It's novermber already, he'd heard a police officer say yesterday too - or was it the day before that? To him it seemed the months couldn't go by fast enough. It's only november.

"Didn't even notice," he huffed.

"Hey, sorry I got to leave so early. We'll catch up another time," y/n said softly, noticing his scrunched eyebrows and the way he eyes his half-empty glass.

Early? Surely it must be almost morning then.

"Ofcourse," he answered and when he noticed the look in her eyes, he added, "don't worry, just moderating my words, dear."

"That was one too many," she shot back while pushing money on the counter.

He raised his hands in surrender, smiling. Then, as he watched her turn her back and drown in the swarming city, he felt the urge to reach out and brush his hand on her shoulder. He wondered if it'd slide right through her.

And when the door would open again, he'd turn his head without hesitation, only to find a giggling couple, a foreign man or the bartender throwing out the trash, and he'd turn into a ghost again, looking for another like him.

[racefortheironthrone]

I've read a lot about how it made no sense for the Tyrells to have commited to the Iron Throne after Aerys' disregard for noble rigths but recently I got thinking: did they really? After defeating the army of the most divided kingdom in the rebellion (considering how the Stormlands were prety fifty-fifty before Robert came around) the Reach just... sat outside of Storm's End feasting? Not to say Storm's End was not important to besiege, and Stannis refusing to back down certanly pinned the majority of Tyrell forces. But the Reach has what? 100,000 men plus 200 warships?

So, I wanted to hear your thoughts. Would besieging Storm's End really demand all of what the Reach had to offer? Or do you think the Tyrells were only half-commiting to see how the winds would blow like they (likely) did during the First Blackfyre, and besieging Storm's End was a good enough excuse to hold back?

No, I think the Tyrells were being rather cautious.

They sided with the Targaryens because they wanted royal favor and had received it in the past, but outside of defending the Reach itself at the Battle of Ashford, they were content to just besiege Storm's End - an unimpeachably loyal activity, but also a very low risk one that didn't involve sending their forces into the main theater of war in the Riverlands and neatly avoided most of the major battles of the war.

And at the end of the day, even though their side lost the war, the Tyrells weren't particularly harmed - they didn't lose territory that we know of, they didn't give up hostages that we know of, they didn't pay fines that we know of - because they didn't particularly piss off the rebels outside of Stannis.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

Maybe you've already said what you think but I haven't scrolled back a lot on your blog so forgive me if it's something you already talked about. You think the company submitted LC, or that no submission was needed, for VMA and EMA rigth? Then how come a song with its achievements in Europe wasn't considered but songs and artists with virtually no achievements in Europe did? It is not explainable, I'm sorry. And of course Hybe was going to submit everyone for Grammy, because the submission are public knowledge and it would have actually caused an uproar if they submitted only some. It's not about siding with solos or their "agenda" but once again it is weird and suspicious, just like the unreported sales, the sudden splitting of LC versions when even 3D with and without Jack are combined, so two different songs.

So yeah, I find it weird, and I don't want to think this way but the reasons armys give to this mishaps are always putting blame on jm himself, like he doesn't want his work to be recognised or something.. I hope you can make me look at this in another light, if you want..

***

I published this on my blog 2 days ago. I suggest you read it. This one too, and this one, and this one too while you're at it. Or idk, try to talking to an ARMY that's been here for a while. Anyway I highly doubt you'll read all linked posts so I'll paste a section I've written earlier for you here too in response to parts of your ask.

"Then how come a song with its achievements in Europe wasn't considered but songs and artists with virtually no achievements in Europe did? It is not explainable, I'm sorry."

"BigHit submitted BTS’s work for 2017 MTV EMAs and they were snubbed for nominations. Groups like Mamamoo and Gfriend were nominated instead, and no group had a bigger performance in 2017 than BTS. The same can be said for when BigHit submitted BTS’s work in 2018 and 2019 and both times were snubbed for the Grammys and some academy voters flat out said they didn’t think BTS got those accolades and chart performances legitimately."

The bolded part is done for emphasis. It might not be explainable Anon, but it's not without precedent. The point is the lack of nominations does not mean a lack of submissions, and BTS have been snubbed before by that particular award-giver (EMAs). There's a whole host of possible explanations for why these things happen because newsflash, as much as akgaes like to think the company (in this case HYBE) is the boogeyman responsible for everything bad that happens to their fave, there's a pretty big world outside that is filled with players other than HYBE. These award shows are third-party industry players that still operate independently of HYBE. Or do you think if HYBE had that kind of power they wouldn't fill the nomination rosters with only their artists, or do you think HYBE would've allowed BTS and their other artists to suffer snubs repeatedly for years?

I understand people are looking for someone or something to blame when their expectations aren't met and corporations are easy scapegoats because we all know they're bad, but it really shouldn't be so difficult to actually think about what it is one is saying.

I get it's easier to blame HYBE for Spotify splitting streams, but just as it didn't work in 2020 when ARMYs wanted combined streams for ON and ON ft Sia, were told the codes were different but later learned the codes are actually generated by Spotify after the label provides the songs, and ARMYs saw other songs combined instead with no explanation from Spotify... ARMYs learned back then that raging at HYBE likely isn't going to fix an issue controlled by an opaque third-party. Just as it didn't work all the times Billboard changed the rules for BTS.

I don't default to putting all the blame on the company whenever I see things I don't like because the members are adult men who should be held responsible for their choices. I don't idolize, infantilize, or baby them. If their choice involves delegating certain decisions to their team and their team drops the ball, I blame their team and also the members. It's what I said when I mentioned how I hated the Weverse album version for JITB and assumed Hobi was at least aware of and okay with that decision, and so I held him responsible as well. And Hobi is my bias. K-pop stans and akgaes in particular, have a habit of crediting the idol when they see good outcomes, but blaming the company when they see bad outcomes, when the reality is that both idol and company share responsibility. Especially in the case of BTS where we know all members are very involved in their solo careers.

The problem for solo stans is they don't know how to hold parties responsible without being abusive, hateful, devolving into conspiracies and raging all over the internet looking for a way to harm and handicap other members in retaliation, regardless of these people not actually knowing if other members are responsible for the outcome. It's just very juvenile and frankly insane behaviour.

I cannot want more for the boys than they want for themselves. Of course Jimin wants success. Same with the other members. I think it's fair to assume of course he wants awards and recognition and accolades, but I'm not privy to the conversations he's having with his team at HYBE, and I don't actually know what awards he cares about or what submissions they've discussed and made.

But people here, akgaes and their sympathizers, would rather incite hatred over Jungkook because they have no way of managing their emotions when their chosen member isn't getting his due. They have no way of expressing their disappointment without being hateful and disgusting.

Jungkook deserves everything good he gets. Jimin does too and then some. And I want that for all seven of them, but I won't begin hating one member with only a fraction of the information available to me because not actually knowing the full facts is oh so uncomfortable.

[keeekii]

Kea Ki Jung

(So…Apparently…. I’m dramatic… Shibal)

~™ BASICS INFORMATION ¿~

~™ birth name ¿~

-Kea Ki Jung

~™ nicknames and meanings ¿~

-Keke

-Keki

~™ birthdate ¿~

15/.4.2004

~™ zodiac sign ¿~

Aries

~™ face claim ¿~:4uvrslatt

asian and black

~™ nationality ¿~

Setswana-Korean

~™languages spoken ¿~

↳ Setswana— 100%

↳ korean — 100%

↳ english — 95%

↳Mandarin—52%

~™ gender ¿~

Female

~™ pronouns ¿~

She/her

~™ sexuality ¿~

straight

~™ weight ¿~

59 kgs

~™ height ¿~

165cm

~™ blood type ¿~

AB-

~™ hair colour ¿~

Dark brown

~™ eye colour ¿~

Hazel brown

~™ CAREER INFORMATION ¿~

~™ occupation ¿~

Artist/Youtuber/Dance teacher

~™ future goals ¿~

To just live life and make one more person happy whether it be cause she helped them be confident and find their style or make home cooked food and maybe baking as well.

~™ business ¿~

She works for both parents in both fields,having designed her dads work attire and her and her mom made it,she works as a chief for her dads restaurant as well as she is a waitress for her dad as well.

~™ signature ¿~

Kea.JG

~™ social media ¿~

⇲ instagram ¿~

Keki_JG

⇲ TikTok ¿~

Stvrfire_lvy

⇲ twitter ¿~

KekiJG

⇲ youtube ¿~

Keki Jung

⇲ facebook ¿~ -

~™ stats ¿~

⃘ public speaking : 90/100%

⃘ intelligence : 92/100%

⃘ memory : 65/100%

⃘ endurance : 90/100%

⃘ strength : 89/100%

⃘ stability : 66/100%

⃘ consistency : 32/100%

⃘ flexibility : 95/100%

⃘ speed : 92/100%

⃘ stamina : 10p/100%

⃘ cooking skills : 94/100%

⃘ driving skills : 65/100%

~™color representation ¿~ light purple

~™ representative emoji ¿~ 🐻‍❄️(polar bear)

~™ catchphrase ¿~

Seis nigger

~™ career background ¿~

Growing up both in Southern Africa and South Korea,she loves to design clothes and just anything to do with clothes,most of the things she likes doing is cause she watched her parents and older brothers do it first,she was a little kid model for her mother.

~™ physical traits ¿~

She had freakles littering her face

She had one dimple on her rigth cheek.

~™ body modifications ¿~

Ear piecings on both ears

~™ habits/mannerisms ¿~

Gets lost yet knows how to navigate around without trying much, after getting lost so much it's just natural to find her way.

Way to facial expression, she can't control her expressions during conversations so many people take her for a stand off-is type of girl or a men's girl even if it's not her actual intentions though she gets irrated very easily.

Mimics people's actions unconsciously, she did it alot as a kid and in general never really cared about doing so, she copied anyone she likes being around or admires.

She snorts alot when she laughs.

She speaks in Amharic or uses South African slang a bit too much, unintentionally it just comes out.

~™ fashion style ¿~ Style(1)

~™ family ¿~

She belongs to a good family, not poor but definitely not rich, she has 4 older brothers one being her twin and 4 younger brothers, she is the only girl in the family, in her family there is no such thing as gender so fights can get physical between children, that how she got her confrontational tendencies from, her mom is the sweetest person she knows always willing to help her kids when they need it, but she is also scary, especially when mad, her dad is actually the most sweetest if it comes down to it, but he can be very strict especially coming from a super strict household himself, the family is very tight knit, everyone has each other's back no matter what, family is very important since they believe it's their day one's.

~™ mental health and conditions ¿~

Anger issues (quite often but it's mainly irration issues)

Anxiety (slight)

~™ allergies ¿~

Nuts(all types), pollen, bee stings

~™ TRIVIAL INFORMATION ¿~

~™ education ¿~

Growing up Kea fell under pressure to get good marks and be great at sports, her parents always said school years is what takes you forward, so she made sure she was able to get over 85 each term /semester, she soon got first place in her last year with an average of 90% on most grades, she liked sports the most especially dance and basketball, she was very social as well, she wasn't popular but she was known, she wasn't the nicest a lot of people didn't like her attitude or her smart mouth but she survived to be able to get a scholarship instead of her parents using money to on her.

~™ academic achievements ¿~

She got top of her grade her her final year, she joined the Gauteng team when she lived in South Africa for debating and basketball.

When she got to Korea she ranked first place in debating for her age division in her area, and made it to the south Korean gymnastics team and got gold for her ball and ribbon dances.

~™ likes ¿~

Pink Carnation flowers

Dimples

Sporta

Animals

Cooking/baking

Music

Dancing

Making drinks even if she doesn't drink most of them.

~™ dislikes ¿~

Nuts

Staying in one spot for to long

People touching her hair or her in general too much if she doesn't like or know them.

Disrespect

Overly sensitive people

Geography

Dry texters

~™ skills and hobbies ¿~

Dancing, she absolutely loves to dance no matter what genre of dance it is.

Playing the drums (she can play any other instrument very well, except the violen, she just ends up breaking them)

She loves baking and cooking especially for her family and loved ones, it's always nice making people their favorite things and they love it.

She has a good way of taking care of children, she is gentle yet is the exact same as herself too them.

~™ favorite subjects ¿~

English

Maths

Sotho

PE

Biology

Dramatic arts

~™ favorite genre ¿~

Thriller

Comedy

Agnst

~™ favorite colors ¿~

Dull and light purples

Black

White

~™ favorite number(s) ¿~

2,just cause it's the first even number and cause there is two of her(her twin brother)

~™ favorite season(s) ¿~

Winter and spring, she loves to build snow art and likes pushing her siblings in piles of leafs.

~™ favorite celebrities ¿~

Tyler the creator, Tupac Shakur, Kanye west, DJ Maphorisa, Cassper Nyovest, Kwesta, Black Coffee

~™ favorite characters ¿~

Princess Tiana (she loved the move princess and the frog cause she believed that if Tiana was a princess and could own a bakery so could she.

Jerry the mouse (she thought Jerry was adorable even if he was a menace)

~™ favorite movies ¿~

Princess and the frog, the notebook, adventure time, The Green Mile, Alien.

~™ favorite tv shows ¿~

The king of pigs, Vincenzo, strangers from hell, Weak hero class.

~™ her released songs: Name~2+2=Me

~™ favourite foods ¿~

Injera, berbere potatoes, veal dumplings(and alot of spicy things)

~™ favourite drinks ¿~

Stoney, soju, granadila flavored water

~™ role model(s) ¿~

TorrikuYonas Jung(her eldest brother)

~™motto ¿~ “If you fail then lol don't fail again"

~™ ideal type ¿~

She really isn't peaky, she has no type but they preferably have to be taller then her.

Someone who she can talk to freely and not feel restricted with how she can talk to them.

She likes when going out, so she would like to head out and do something even if it's a late night walk on a beach or in a park just the two of them eating ice cream.

~™ Extra INFORMATION¿~

She has two pets, one Doberman named Bo, she named him Bo after po from Kangfu panda, but po didn't math him so she named him Bo.She also has a pet rabbit named Thumper she named after Thumper from Bambi the movie.

She is a sucker for music, wether it be dancing, singing rapping or whatever, especially dancing.

She dosent like seafood all to much.

She once took a baby bird from the streets and raised it only for it to be a pegion after it grew up so she kicked it out let it free.

She has a note book of memories and a jaw of memories from different times growing up she still keeps track even now.

She is a daddy girls, her father is sun(her mom is still sort of the favorite) .

She has been in multiple fights growing up with her siblings and people at school both verbally and physically.

She is sort of a smart mouth and will talk back and not back down unless proven with facts and receipts that she's wrong.

[just-antithings]

Hi there, Big Receipts Time! /hs

So for some weird reason I got recommended this post: https://www.tumblr.com/fakeboitherottengirl/693699714996191232/idk-thats-what-jeremiah-and-cherry-vanilla-remind

And leaving apart all the obvious red flags. For some reason (nah there is a reason: I hate myself/hj) I decided to look up for a while this person for receipts. And needless to say I ended up in a whole rabbit hole of awfulness. You can use this as a "Persons to block" thing ig

- Other unhinged/terrible takes on fiction:

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/693419534115389440/imagine-being-over-18-and-watching-fujoshi-bait?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/711385867736039424/if-were-going-off-animation-quality-alone-wendell?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/693320418032025600/you-know-thank-god-all-those-cartoons-are-lost?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/693313263266594816/if-youre-actually-having-the-anti-shippro-ship?source=share

- She defending and supporting lolcow/kiwifarms + staning? simping?? For people into that shit (Null: Creator and lead of KW, Metokur: "Famous" alt-rigth commentator/streamer and "comedian" with "lolcow" cyberharrasment and all kinds of bigotry)

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/714535086456979456/what-do-you-think-blisters-is-going-to-do-when-her?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/695889211657781248/i-literally-cant-get-over-the-null-metokur-stream?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/695801006910570496/filled-with-so-much-unimaginable-joy-rn?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/695404834281684992/oh-you-hate-kiwifarms-you-must-hate-twitter-too?source=share

- Transphobia. Just pure transphobia

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/714722174602280960/mr-beast-shouldnt-drop-his-friend-because-hes?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/713440439112499201/trans-people-they-wont-stop-at-us-theyre-coming?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/695154078028857344/funny-how-its-almost-everyday-i-here-about-a-new?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/692424331826970624/mistaking-a-trans-man-for-a-lesbian-is-so-funny?source=share

- Furry hate. Because yes it has it's own category

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/715140167893188608/op-is-therian-therefore-everything-they-say-is?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/712442853444468736/genuinely-hope-all-furries-are-tied-to-stakes?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/709290563823927296/i-should-also-remind-you-of-how-in-the-zoosadist?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/693609797527928832/silence-of-the-lambs-was-so-right-about-trnnies?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/693602596244602880/t4t-trans-men-in-a-relationship-have-the-same?source=share

- Just asshole things™

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/714992378675691520/so-youre-homophobic-and-racist-what-a-winning?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/706751973146460160/woman-who-kicked-me-out-of-a-discord-server-for?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/703767444450394112?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/695129013671378944/why-do-we-as-a-country-care-about-north-korea-like?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/694068279019487232/sign-the-petition?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/692799012802314240/you-might-be-the-dumbest-motherfucker-on-the?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kurwaii/692424400063086592/black-celebrities-acting-like-theyre-any?source=share

Honestly considering how she's into being horrible over anyone even those she considers "female" I don't think this is even a TERF/Radfem?? At LEAST those tend to have a "all women must be united" and therefore try not to be shitty to other women no matter what by that standard or smth

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[foxymoxynoona]

Hey this has been something stewing around in my brain since the last chapter and since I’m procrastinating my finals- now seems like the right time to bring it up.

Do you know when jungkook is gonna find out about Sasha’s backstory? Or at least more of it. Personally I want the kind of reaction that you sort of brought up when she talked about living in extreme poverty. But you also said that he goes to his parents a lot for advice. I don’t think he’d have a big reaction with her, but the minute he’s alone he’s calling his parents sobbing. At least that’s how I see it.

I love pathetic men GOD

Gotta admit I love them too 😂😂😂

I do currently have the bit written, but it's something I won't give more spoilery details on because I want to reserve the rigth to change it if it winds up feeling liek it should go different 😎 Because I've written things so out of order, I think there's a good growth and continuity, but still as we get further into the books, I want to make sure thatthe plots and behavior feel right, you know? If the story evolves differently, I don't want to stick to what I wrote just because it's written. We'll follow the story wherever it goes!

I think you have a good point though about how he's been written so far. He's trained to not be reactive in a negative way about anything, which is habit then if someone is telling him something seriously, but he also feels deeply and cares deeply.