#my friends and my friends' friends and everyone else who doesn't deserve it

[necroliberty]

I named a varient of Dream "Broken Dream" too. But they are so different. Here is the only picture I have of him.

Though I first made it for zero infinity and for an oc, I dumped a while ago. I want to at least make him stand on his own. I gave him a hoodie because all Sanses have depression. You can't tell me otherwise. Also, because that varient needs to have a blanket on him 24/7

So this is Broken Dream (the Dream who gave up) Trigger warning for depression and suicide attempt. (Can you believe that last part actually triggers me too. So yeah, it will be lightly mentioned.)

Dream always smiled with his friends, rains or shines. Only in fights against Nightmare and his gang did his smiles ever falter. Nightmare was right that his smile was a mask and this frown was his true feeling. But Nightmare was blinded by his own pride and bitterness to realise one thing. Dream wasn't hiding a spiteful venom born from the same negativity as him. Dream was depressed.

Swap Sans noticed but couldn't help him, so he left. Unable to deal with Dream ravenous needs for his own endless well of positivity. He knew that walking away would hurt Dream, but staying was going to destroy Swap. Of course he was absolutely right.

Ink Sans never cared, either in my au where he is souless with pills that gives him a baseline of emotion all day every day, but no attachement. Or the chaos gremlins we all know and love. Dream's depression when it comes to his past and his brother, now also Cross and Swap. Was just annoying, something he should have pushed past by now. But Dream, as this maladaptive, needs to tell everyone he was fine. Ink left too, he had work to do, and Dream was ruining the vibe.

So it went a day where Dream faced the Nightmare gang alone. The more he fought, the more he could feel his own soul break. He just couldn't do it anymore. His own team had left him, but Nightmare didn't destroy his. Even his crazy relationship with Killer worked, it fucking worked when it shouldn't. But he couldn't, wouldn't let it show.

Because their is one reason why Nightmare never could feel how destroyed Dream was emotionally. Dream always coated his worst emotion in a pure positive aura. One reason was to not give Nightmare more ressource and power. But the other reason is that Dream legitimately thinks he has no right to cry or feel negative. He wasn't there when his brother needed him the most.

But in that last fight, Nightmare said something the pierced Dream's soul completely. He doesn't fully remember what it was. But it shattered his carefully laid shield. The unflow of negativity was so great from one soul that Nightmare stopped. The gang followed suit, noticing how much stronger the aura of their boss was. Dream didn't cry, though. He never cried. He didn't deserve to. So he simply took his soul, the last golden apple, and presented it. "You won, that's what you want, right? So take it." Dream threw the apple at Nightmare as he felt his own body grow lethargic.

Nightmare took the last apple, as he saw how defeated his brother truly was. He didn't let time for his body to dust over. He couldn't put a soul back when it was so fully rejected. Well, he could, but it wouldn't be easy. With his own negativity turned to dark liquid, he forced the apple back inside. Now, the apple itself was protected by the tar like substance that made Nightmare. But it also rendered Dream completely powerless. Nightmare never told the truth on why he kept Dream alive. Talking about wanting how far Dream could fall. About that, he loves picking up the trash that no one else wanted. Not that even in his blinding rage, the depression from Dream was so great he wanted to do everything to get him back.

But Dream was never the same. Because in a world like this, a world he had failed so completely. Broken dreams were all that was left.

More "Broken Dream".

More of " Broken dream". Man the silly little idea got a bit too much attention. How did one of my inspiration like it ???😭 Wthhhh

The is mainy the full body might change some details later ig. Lore is planed.

[big-faux-bro]

not to be self indulgent but:

A big brother fucking his disabled little sister.

Maybe she's got chronic pain and it's a flareup day and he's just like "it's okay sis I got you. We won't do anything too rough today." And just languidly eating his sister out not even intending to make her cum but just making her feel good

Or maybe she's got sensory issues and her big brother always makes sure to turn off the overhead lights before they fuck, or perhaps makes sure she doesn't feel too sticky afterwards, or whatever other sensory issues she might have. Maybe gets her a chew toy to self-regulate with that she can chew on while he rocks in and out of her.

Or maybe she's a wheelchair user and her big brother just helping her back into her chair after sex, making sure that his lil sis is comfortable.

Or maybe something else.

Just. Imagine disabled fauxcest

Big bro surfacing from the depths of a store brand nyquil coma to say:

Fuck yes to all of this.

I've got sensory issues from being neurodivergent. My girl has got chronic pain from fibro (and let me tell you, it's hell to get pain meds when you've got a legit need, but people just want to shout about the opioid crisis.) One of my best friends needs a wheelchair sometimes.

And people with disabilities deserve good smut, too.

So, anon, I leave you with this: be self indulgent. Write shit you like and don't feel bad sharing it. Because if you want it, then there's someone else out there who wants it, too, and maybe you'll make their day a little better.

(And everyone, remember that fascists are eugenicists, too, and they hate disabled folks. Whether it's a chronic illness or mental health or whatever, bringing joy to oppressed people is a valid form of resistance. 🖤)

[unluckilyimnot]

Hihi!!^^ Could you please make a bllk and/or bonten hc where she has a friend who always tries to one-up her to get her bf?

You can include all the characters you like and if you do, have fun writing it!!^^

Friend trying to win your bf over/talking shit behind your back

Characters: rindou, ran, mikey, chifuyu, wakasa,

Note : Hiii! Thank you sm for this request! I hope I did it well and you'll like it ! I did both bllk and tr but I'll do it for more fandom I write for bc I like it lslsls like genshin and windbreaker

Tell me if anyone want one with a character in particular (hc / one shot...)

Bllk ver.

m.list | rules

Rindou

Acts sarcastic around her all the time

Fake being interested then stop listening and ignore her

"Is that so ?" With a eyebrow lift and his face unbothered

He wants her to feel bad and like shit, seek attention she'll never have because he's more busy with anything else than her

He wants to feel 10 time worse than what she tried to make you feel

He's mean about it, giving her false hopes

But he never hides it from you, you know it all and honestly you're the one feeling bad for her

He has to remind you himself the shitty friend she is and that she deserves it

Ran

He's not that mean, he knows you like her dearly and does his best to not sighs when she talks

No needs to say that from the start he doesn't really like her

But when she starts talking shit about you behind your back, with him around ? He really got that she was on another planet

It got worse when she speaks to him directly, how she put herself above you, with a fake empathic smile

"Weird way to flirt with a taken guy, talking shit about his girlfriend"

He sounds unbothered but his eyes are cold while he drinks

He probably drink it in one shot and move back to you and tells you

Wakasa

Younger Wakasa would've probably killed her on spot

Older him is more composed, but not without thinking the same

He feels you tensed when she starts speaking about your common dance class, his arm tighten around your shoulders, as if he was asking what's up

His eyes turn cold when she ask him how bad you were at it after he came once

"Excuse me ?"

She sits up straight and, sadly, couldn't turn her gaze away from her when she wishes she had

"I think you're the only one remembering it that way."

He's not joking around when it comes to you, and she for sure regretting it when everyone stopped listening to her around the table

Chifuyu

He's silly and kind, it's good to be around him you get that and all your friends feel safe around him for this reason

But you never expect to one of them to turned it against you when he's just nice and making sure they're safe

You're choked the first time you heard her talking like this about you while you were go for a few minutes, with him sitting next to her

"I've never noticed though, I have no idea what you're talking about"

He plays dumb but you can tell in his voice is not joking around anymore

She's doesn't insist when you came back, but he makes sure to mention it so you can defend yourself

And when everyone take your side you felt slightly better, even more with him taking your defense without hesitation

Mikey

That's the worst idea anyone can have

Mikey thinks so highly about you, maybe a bit too much but that makes him your number one supporter

Looking down on you to try to win him over is the dumbest thing to do

He's quick to react, the second she pushed you down to her up, his eyes are on her and he's moving closer

"Talk shit about my gf one more time, I dare you"

He doesn't do anything else, doesn't touch her but that's because he respects woman and don't fight people who can't defend themselves

Or else he would've hit her in the face

"Get out while I'm still being friendly"

No need to say you never heard of her again

[weeping-fairy]

My first lil writing. Just Spencer Reid smut

Please be constructive, this is literally the first time I've ever written something like this. MDNI 18+

It has crying, unprotected pnv, multiple orgasms, non specific body size, sorta friends to lovers, sorta sub spencer, and ya things like that.

word count: 3131

Spencer has always had a thing for you. 

Poor guy could never admit that though. I mean you, in his eyes, is probably the most stunning person he had ever seen. Its not like he would watch from afar, no you guys are good friends. Every time you guys hang out he has a new fact to tell you, wanting to impress you. He especially loves to tell you things that he knows you are interested in. If you talk about anything he's researching it, trying to understand it the way you do. Its his way of getting closer to you. Him being an intellectual, he loves learning your brain. Youve even taught him a few things, mostly about social interactions, something he is not too good at. He studies the way you effortlessly coast through an awkward situation, how you avoid saying certain things, how you know when to talk and when not to. Its absolutely fascinating to him, how much you know about strangers. He's a profiler, and he's glad he gets to use his training to learn you. 

Whenever he comes home, he always goes to you. This case was particularly hard for him as it hit close to home. He couldn't help but to think of you. The victims friend deeply in love with her. She died the day he was going to tell her. And he had the misfortune of interrogating him for her murder. 

Through tears he explains, "Please you have to believe me, I had nothing to do with this.." the man unable to breathe, Spencer interrupts:

"What did you do when you found out about her boyfriend?"

The subject completely dumbfounded, "Her what?"

Spencer could tell he was being genuine, he had no idea about any boyfriend, he didn't kill her in a jealous rage, he loved her, and she will never know how much. 

Spencer had wished that you were there, to change the subject, or maybe provide your calming presence for the troubled man. If anyone could get him out of this, it would be you. After that awkward interview he couldn't push you out of his mind, how similar this situation is to his own. You could die, and you will never know how he feels. He starts to overthink on the jet ride home. 

"I've waited too long, she wouldn't like me back." 

"It doesn't matter, nobody wants the burden of being with me, I'm never home, she deserves someone who could be by her side"

"And what if by some sort of miracle she likes me back? then what, my job will put her in danger. everyone that i touch is murdered. Maybe i should just stay away, it'll help the both of us"

You knew that Spencer must've been having a hard time. He always keeps tabs on you, texting you everyday, occasionally a call if he gone for more than a week. 

This time its different, he hasn't gotten back at all. Its not total silence, but its enough to get you worried. 

You decide to text: "Hey, I hope every thing is ok, you haven't been talking to me as much. I'm not upset, i know that sometimes cases get hard and draining. I just want to be there for you if you want to talk about it, or something else to get your mind off of it. I look forward to hanging out when you get back, stay safe!"

His response is cold, which only worsens your anxiety

"Just a hard case. Don't want to get into it."

That's all? Spencer is never like this, ever. You can feel your heart drop, tears form. 

"Did i do something? Did i push to far, hurt him by accident?" You start to cry, but still respond:

"That's ok, let me know if you need anything at all, alright?" No response. A day later you stopped by his place, unannounced. He opens the door, obliviously surprised that its you. His eyes widen, he always looks at you like that. It makes your stomach flip and your cheeks flush. 

"hey i hope this ok, i just missed you." you end the what felt like a long pause. He says nothing, instead moving out your way to let you in. Its like second nature, he cant even think when he lets you in, he just knows he needs you around. 

You enter the space, you've been there 1000x before but this time there's an undeniable tension, it makes you nervous. Your head swirling with negative thoughts, worried that he hates you, you must've said something to trigger this behavior right?

When you show up at his house he's in awe. He had been pushing you away, the newest case affecting him in ways that made him uncomfortable. Made him face feelings that he had known were there but pushed away. But there you were anyways, in his home, just you. It had been too long, and just your presence had put him at ease. Due to the abnormal distance from you he was also unbelievably turned on. This always happens on long cases, but usually he would call you, listen to your voice as you fall asleep. The soft, tired tone of your voice enough to make him cum without even touching himself. But this case was different, he pushed you away on purpose, and he had deprived himself of these small moments to keep his raging hormones at bay. He could text you or call you and then fuck his fist and act like he didn't just imagine you in a very compromising position. But now here you were, at his door. Your face flushed, eyes tired. You weren't wearing anything revealing, but that didn't stop him from imagining what was underneath the clothes. It took everything in him not to stare at the way your shirt stretched over your breasts. He moves aside to let you in, his eyes fall to your ass as you walk past him. Your scent trails behind you, it was subtle. Your perfume complimenting your natural scent perfectly. He watches as you turn to face him, your big eyes looking up at him, a pleading look in your eyes. You don't need to speak. 

"Im so sorry," he whispers. You cut him off.

"did i do something?" your voice threatening to break.

He thinks to himself "fucking idiot, she's about to cry because of you and the only thing you can think of is how you want to be buried between her thighs," his mind drifts for a second before responding, thinking about how heavenly your moans would sound muffled, your thighs pressed up against his ears. In fact he doesn't respond, all the pessimism that had plagued his mind, gone. Instead he steps forward and places a hand on your cheek. He looks at your lips and moves in. Just doing it. 

Feeling his hand on your face made your cheeks burn. A pool forms at the bottom of your stomach. Then he does it, he kisses you, a soft, surprised moan slips out. This only serves to turn him on more. Kissing you deeper now, your lips part just enough for his tongue to slip in. This makes you step back, your back is met with the closed door. He moves with you, caging you in. His hands move to your hips, gripping the soft fat of your hips. His hands creep under your shirt, feeling the warmth of your bare skin. You stop him,

"Wait," you say breathless, "what's going spencer?"

His forehead against yours, his eyes still closed, he begins to speak, years of feelings coming out in one single word:

"Please." Then his eyes blink open to be met with your own. Your pupils blown. You don't respond with words but a passionate kiss, your hands tangling in his hair. You dont know what led up to this, but that doesn't matter right now. Your mind consumed with the pleasure of his lips against yours. He starts backing away from the door, his hands still under your shirt, on your waist leading you to the couch. He sits down, holding you still looking up at you, he gently tugs you to straddle his lap. No words, just staring at each other with lust and longing. He holds your face in his hands and admires you. He kisses you again, gentle. He keeps your head in his hands and kisses from your lips, to your jaw, down to your neck. He cradles your head as he continues, moaning against your skin. The taste of just your skin is magnificent. You can feel his bulge press against you, at first you sit up a bit, but as you melt under his soft moans and gentle kisses, you sit down. The feeling of your bodies joining elicits a moan from the both of you. He moves his head from the crook of your neck to look at you, his face flushed. 

"I'm sorry, i cant help it, vie needed this for so long," he whines, bucking his hips against you. You meet him in the middle, grinding against him, your face falls to the crook of neck. 

He pleads "no no please, i need to see your pretty face"

You look at him. He leans back on the couch and keeps a firm grip on your hips, not guiding you, but keeping you firmly pressed against him. 

"yes yes please, god you are so beautiful," his voice breaking, tears forming. 

"please keep going, please i could cum just like this," tears falling now

You slow down a bit and hold his face, "what's wrong? spencer you are crying"

In a sheepish tone he responds, "please don't stop, i just need you so bad, you are all i think about please, please"

His hands tighten around your hips in an effort to get you back to the pace you were at before. But this doesn't work, you stop.

"Please spencer, what is wrong?"

A quiet sob comes out and he hugs you, "I just- this case. it made me think about you and I'm tired of pretending that everything you do doesn't affect me. Even the most insignificant things are like their kind of art when preformed by you. Ive written poems about the soft sound of your breathing when the conversation hits a lull. And i cant act like im not completely enchanted by you. I cant ever let you go without telling you that, without you knowing that i am completely smitten with you."

You hold him as he admits this, you would be lying if you said you didn't feel the same way. You hold him as he sobs.

"Spencer, lets go lay down ok?" You say as you stand up off of him. You lay in his bed and hold him, his ear placed against your heart he calms down. A comfortable silence falls between the both of you. you break it:

"Spencer?," you whisper, almost afraid to break the ease the quiet has provided.

"yes?" He responds in the same, yet more eager tone

"You know i love you too.." 

He looks up at you and kisses you, shifting his body on top of yours, then he stops himself:

"We can go slow, im sorry im just eager"

You reassure him, "No please, dont stop, i need this too."

He does not need to be told twice, the blood rushing to his groin as the words leave your mouth. He shifts between your legs and kisses your neck as he grinds against you. His ear at the perfect place to hear every one of the soft moans fall from your lips. He leaves open mouth, sloppy kisses against your neck, groaning at the taste of your skin. He desperately rubs against you, his hands going under your shirt, massaging your breasts. You buck your hips up, you moan his name and he stops, meeting your gaze. He gives a confused expression.

"take it off spencer, dont stop please"

He does, for a second his brain short circuits. Staring at you topless, it was better than he could've ever imagined. His face moves to the crook between your breasts. Kissin you with reverence. A whimper falls from his mouth with each kiss. Whispering sweet pleasantries' into your skin.

"you are so soft, so sweet"

"thank you so much, so beautiful" 

His mouth attaches to your nipple while his hand rests atop the other. Sucking your nipple into a hard bud, then doing the same to the other. As happy as he is right now he wants something more, he kisses down your body, gripping at the waist band of your pants and pulling them down. Its like hes in a trance. You aren't complaining, lifting your hips so he can pull everything off. He looks down at you, you look up at him. There's a vulnerability in your eyes, you are almost completely naked on his bed and he has yet to take anything off. He notices this and holds your face,

"whats wrong?" he questions further, "did i do something wrong?"

You assure him, "no no, just exposed is all and you aren't" You let out an awkward chuckle to bring light. He looks embarrassed as you bring this up, in his mind this was never about him, it was about you. He could cum in his pants by just sucking your breast all day if that's what you wanted. Although he craves your touch, it doesn't have the same effect as touching you. 

Hearing you. Tasting you. 

"You want me naked?" you cant help but to laugh at the question.

"well isn't that how this usually goes?" He smiles at you and rushes to take his clothes off. He just wants to get back to kissing you. You both share giddy giggles as he gets back on top of you. He kisses you, its sweet. Its beautiful, there's no fear. Nothing about spencer has ever frightened you, even when all he wants to do is ravage you he still stops and slows down. He always notices your face, hes studied every expression you make. With spencer you feel known. As the kissing gets deeper he moves to your neck and back down your body. Kissing where the waistline of your underwear sits. Then he moves his head between your legs, kissing your clothed cunt. Lapping up your clothed core. Finally he cant take it, he pushes your panties to the side and starts. He kisses it before he eats it, worshiping his meal. He might as well have said grace. His tongue delves into your folds. Your taste causing him to moan against you. the vibrations shoot through your body. He attaches to your clit, licking and sucking as his fingers graze your entrance. As he continues he cant help but to hump the mattress. He cant stop it. Your moans and the way your body reacts to his touch is all to much for him. And when his fingers dive in, that's it for him. He stops for a second to look at your face. 

"her face.." he thinks to himself. your face contorted with pleasure. You look up at him, his fingers working you from within and his thumb rubs your swollen clit. 

"Sp-spencer" over and over. Its the only word your know. The familiar coil tightens in your stomach. You are close. You grip his shoulders, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. 

"please just like that," you whine. Its spencers turn to plead,

"Please i wanna make you feel good, please cum for me"

Finally it hits you like a ton of bricks, you clench around his fingers as he slows his ministrations, working you through. As you cum you moan his name, its like heroin to him, he loves it. He brings his soaked fingers to his lips, sucking them clean. The sight is something out of a museum. Your own personal art, a snapshot that will etch itself into your memory. You pull him to you and kiss him. The both of you moan as your lips attach. Your hand palms him through his boxers, he bites your bottom lip as he moans. Your hand reaches in his boxers and works him. His tip sticky with pre-cum. He whimpers in your neck.

"spencer i need you, i need you in me" 

He immediately springs into action, removing your panties and his own boxers. He lines himself and looks at you as his tip slips in. The ecstasy on your face, the way you let your head fall, and your jaw goes lax. He slowly moves until he bottoms out. His own eyes flutter shut, tears forming. 

"so so warm" he mumbles as he starts to thrust harder. Hes not fast but he is deep, pounding in deep. It almost knocks the air out of you, for a scrawny guy his thrusts are powerful. Tears falling from his eyes he rambles

"dont make me stop, im not sad you just feel amazing, i need this please"

"its ok spencer please keep going, you feel so good."

He hides in your neck, his hips still moving. he whimpers in your ear

"so good, so pretty, god i love you so much, thank you, thank you." His movements grow sloppier, you are close too, but hes a lot closer. 

"spencer please just a little longer, mmso close" more tears fall from his eyes as he fights to not finish, he reaches between the both of you and starts to rub your clit. The extra stimulation is just what you need.

"f-fuck spencer im cumming"

He slams into you a couple more times then cums deep inside you. He bites your neck to hide the pathetic moan/sob that falls from his mouth. He stays sheathed within your warmth as he catches his breath. the occasional "thank you" and "i love you" whispers come from him as he calms down. As he pulls out a gasp comes from the both of you. He watches his essence seep out of you. Then looks at your face. Your spent, sweat glistens against your forehead, your hair a mess. You reach your arms out to him, and he lays next to you. You lay your head on his chest. 

"spencer, that was perfect," you say, your voice raspy and raw. 

"i hope so, ive thought about that a lot" he holds you, rubbing your back lazily. You sit in silence till he hears your soft snores. He chuckles to himself and makes sure the blankets are snug around the both of you. He shuts his eyes and falls asleep, listening to his new favorite white noise. 

If yall hate it or have any pointers lemme know! I hope everyone enjoys, i think its nice. I'm sorry if its confusing or anything i wrote it in like a stream of conciseness

[narcissisticpdcultureis]

(( HAI IT'S ME THE LIME LEAF ANON WHO ALWAYS TYPES INSANELY LONG SUBMISSIONS AND ONLY TYPES IN CAPS . SORRY THIS IS REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY LONG BUT I PUT MY ENTIRE HEART AND SOUL AND MANY MANY HOURS INTO WRITING THIS SO I THINK IT'S WORTH IT ))

(( AND JUST WANNA CLARIFY, I'M AWARE THAT EMPATHY , SYMPATHY , COMPASSION , GUILT , AND CARING ARE 5 DIFFERENT THINGS BUT ALTHOUGH THE DSM ONLY REQUIRES LOW EMPATHY IT'S SUPER COMMON FOR PWNPD TO LACK THE OTHERS AS WELL. SO WHEN I REFER TO "EMPATHY" I'M USING IT AS A CATCH-ALL TERM FOR ANY KIND OF SADNESS OR FEELING BAD OVER SOMEONE'S SUFFERING AND WHEN I REFER TO "EMPATHS" I MEAN PEOPLE WHO CONSISTENTLY, NATURALLY AND APPROPRIATELY FIND OTHERS' SUFFERING UPSETTING ))

NPD CULTURE IS WISHING THERE WAS ACTIVISM SPECIFICALLY TARGETED AT NARCISSISTS. BECAUSE TELL ME WHY 90% OF ACTIVISM IS JUST "IF YOU DON'T FEEL AWFUL AND MISERABLE FOR THESE STARVING CHILDREN THEN YOU'RE A TERRIBLE DISGUSTING SUBHUMAN CREATURE AND DESERVE TO DIE. BUT IF YOU DO FEEL BAD AND HELP THEM YOU'RE JUST NORMAL AND DON'T DESERVE ANYTHING SPECIAL" LIKE TRYING TO APPEAL TO EMPATHY 99% OF THE TIME ISN'T GONNA WORK ON US BECAUSE WE'RE NARCS.

AND LIKE WTF. I'M SO TIRED OF EVERY ACTIVIST I SEE DEMONISING A LACK OF EMPATHY AND NEVER SHOWING APPRECIATION TO THOSE WHO DO CHOOSE TO ADVOCATE.

MY FRIEND WITH NPD LITERALLY GOT A CALLOUT MADE ON THEM ON TWT FOR SAYING THEY ARE UNABLE TO FEEL EMPATHY OR CARE FOR THOSE SUFFERING IN PALESTINE ON DISCORD IN A LITERAL VENT CHANNEL . LIKE WE HAVE SERIOUSLY GOTTA START NORMALISING SELFISH ACTIVISM BECAUSE YOU GUYS CAN'T JUST PICK AND CHOOSE WHEN YOU WANT TO SEE PEOPLE WITH LOW EMPATHY AS PEOPLE

I BELIEVE THAT SOMEONE NOT WANTING TO ADVOCATE DOESN'T MAKE THEM A BAD PERSON, THEY JUST AREN'T BEING ADVERTISED THE RIGHT MOTIVATION. AND DEMONISING + DEHUMANISING PEOPLE WHO DON'T DON'T PREACH YOUR ACTIVISM IS GENUINELY NOT GONNA HELP YOUR CAUSE AT ALL PLEASE FIND A HEALTHY WAY TO MOTIVATE PEOPLE 😭 AND AS PWNPD WE HAVE A LOT LESS EMPATHY THAN OTHER PEOPLE. SO THAT'S NOT REALISTICALLY GONNA MOTIVATE US TO HELP

AND THIS IS WHERE MY CONCEPT OF NARC-TARGETED ACTIVISM COMES IN. BECAUSE OF HOW OUR MINDS FUNCTION, APPEALING TO EMPATHY IS NOT REALISTICALLY GONNA WORK ON US. BUT HELPING PEOPLE IS GOOD AND AWESOME AND NICE AND I THINK EVERYONE SHOULD DO THAT SO WE NEED TO FIND OTHER STRATEGIES TO MARKET ACTIVISM TO NARCS

IT IS HUMAN NATURE TO ONLY DO SOMETHING IF IT BENEFITS YOU IN SOME WAY. EVEN WITH EMPATHY, YOU'RE STILL BENEFITTING FROM SHOWING SUPPORT AND CARE TO OTHERS. IT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER TO SHOW COMPASSION AND SYMPATHY BECAUSE YOU'RE MIRRORING THEIR EMOTIONS AND YOU CAN FEEL THEM TOO. HUMAN NATURE IS INHERENTLY SELFISH BECAUSE WE ONLY FEEL DRIVEN TO HELP OTHERS WHEN WE CAN FEEL THEIR PAIN. TAKE AWAY THE ABILITY TO FEEL OTHERS' PAIN AND THE ONLY WAY TO MARKET ACTIVISM TO SOMEONE IS TO TELL THEM HOW THEY CAN BENEFIT FROM IT. CLASSIC ADVERTISING :)

YOU'RE STILL TREATING THEM LIKE A HUMAN AND YOU'RE HEALTHILY MOTIVATING SOMEONE TO BE AN ACTIVIST!!!! GOOD JOB! EVERYONE IS HAPPY AND EVERYONE IS GETTING THEIR NEEDS MET 👏👏👏👏🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

AND IN A WORLD WHERE SHOWING EMPATHY IS SEEN AS SOME MANDATORY MORAL LAW AND A LACK OF IT IS VIEWED AS DEPLORABLE AND EVIL, FOR SOME REASON KINDLY ASKING FOR SUPPORT WITHOUT GUILT TRIPPING OR DEHUMANISING PEOPLE WHO DON'T HELP IS SEEN AS..... DEGRADING YOURSELF?? ????? ? !!? I'M SORRY THAT YOU FEEL LIKE YOU'RE ENTITLED TO EMPATHY AND COMPASSION BUT IF YOU SERIOUSLY NEED HELP THEN YOU HAVE TO CONSIDER THAT NOT EVERYONE FEELS EMPATHY LIKE YOU DO AND Those PEOPLE ARE ATILL PEOPLE ???! AND THEY'RE CAPABLE OF HELPING TOO !!! IF YOU CAN PROPERLY ADVERTISE TO THEIR DESIRES WITHOUT USING SUCH AN EMPATHY-CENTRIC APPROACH !

“I AM IN AN UNSAFE ENVIRONMENT AND NEED TO ESCAPE BEFORE I DIE. YOU NEED TO FEEL TERRIBLE OR ELSE YOU'RE A BAD PERSON. IF YOU DON'T DONATE OR REBLOG YOU'RE AND DISGUSTING AND NOT HUMAN”

“I'm suffering and in pain and I would never forget your kindness if you helped me. just a reblog or donation would mean the world to me. you could be the person I thank for making it to tomorrow.”

ME PERSONALLY AS A PWNPD I THINK IT IS SO MUCH MORE MOTIVATING IF YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M SPECIAL AND IMPORTANT AND CHARITABLE FOR CHOOSING TO HELP RATHER THAN TREATING EVERYONE WHO DOESN'T HELP LIKE THEY'RE REPULSIVE AND NOT HUMAN WHILE SHOWING ZERO APPRECIATION TO THOSE WHO DO BECAUSE THEY "DON'T DESERVE PRAISE JUST FOR BEING A DECENT HUMAN"

LITERALLY WHAT IS UP WITH PEOPLE AND DEHUMANISING US I HEAR IT CONSTANTLY IN ANY ACTIVISM LIKE I'M NOT FUCKING EXAGGERATING THAT'S ALMOST ALWAYS THEIR TALKING POINT

AND YOU SHOULD NOT DO THAT ACTUALLY !!!!!!! #1 IT'S ABLEIST #2 GUILT TRIPPING ACTIVISM MIGHT WORK ON EMPATHS BUT IS TOTALLY INEFFECTIVE ON PW LOW EMPATHY AND DEPENDING ON THEIR LEVEL OF GUILT THEY'LL EITHER FEEL LIKE A SHITTY PERSON FOR NOT CARING ENOUGH TO DO ANYTHING . OR THEY'LL GET PISSED OFF . OR THEY WILL JUST SIMPLY NOT FUCKING CARE AT ALL AND NGL I DON'T THINK YOU WANT ANY OF THOSE TO HAPPEN !!!!!!!!!!

AND NOW ...... BEHOLD ... THE NARC–FRIENDLY NARC–TARGETED ACTIVIST POST YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR . ...... . ..

BTW PLEAZ TELL ME HOW MOTIVATING IT IS FOR YOU GUYS IN THE NOTES I NEED FEEDBACK AND SUGGESTIONS TO BETTER MARKET ACTIVISM TO MORE DEMOGRAPHICS OF NARCISSISTS

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NPD CULTURE IS ADVOCATING AND SPREADING AWARENESS OF PALESTINE TO BE A GOOD PERSON FOR SELFISH REASONS. NPD CULTURE IS BELIEVING THAT BEING A GOOD PERSON FOR SELFISH REASONS IS STILL BEING A GOOD PERSON.

I DON'T CARE HOW SELFISH YOUR REASONING IS, YOUR GOODNESS IS VALUED IN THIS WORLD AND SOMEONE OUT THERE ADMIRES YOU FOR IT.

MAYBE YOU'RE AFRAID PEOPLE WILL CRITICISE YOU FOR BEING SILENT.

MAYBE YOU FEEL SUPERIOR TO OTHERS FOR BEING SUCH A GOOD PERSON.

MAYBE YOU'RE DOING IT JUST FOR OTHERS TO LIKE YOU.

MAYBE YOU'RE DOING IT BECAUSE ALTHOUGH YOU DON'T ACTUALLY CARE, YOU KNOW IT'S THE RIGHT THING TO DO AND OTHERS ADMIRE MORALITY.

OR MAYBE YOU'RE JUST DOING IT CAUSE YOU'D FEEL LIKE A BAD PERSON IF YOU DIDN'T.

IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT IF YOU CAN BARELY FEEL EMPATHY OR CARE FOR THE PEOPLE OF GAZA, OR EVEN IF YOU FEEL NONE AT ALL. THAT DOESN'T MAKE YOU A BAD PERSON.

BUT DOING YOUR BEST TO HELP THEM IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO, AND TRUST ME, DOING THE RIGHT THING BENEFITS YOU A LOT.

I DON'T CARE IF YOU GROAN IN YOUR HEAD EVERY TIME YOU REBLOG AN AWARENESS POST OR FUNDRAISER. I DON'T CARE IF YOU GENUINELY COULDN'T CARE LESS AND HAVE THE URGE TO JUST SCROLL.

DO IT ANYWAYS. DO IT SO YOU CAN FEEL SUPERIOR TO EVERYONE FOR BEING A GOOD PERSON. DO IT SO EVERYONE THINKS HIGHLY OF YOU FOR BEING SO ALTRUISTIC AND CHARITABLE.

IT DOESN'T MATTER. ANY REASON IS A GOOD ONE TO DO THE RIGHT THING.

STILL DON'T REALLY FEEL LIKE IT? JUST IMAGINE WHAT EVERYONE WOULD THINK IN THEIR HEADS ABOUT YOU IF YOU DID.

“... WOW, THEY'RE REBLOGGING SO MANY POSTS ABOUT PALESTINE. EVEN I DON'T REBLOG THAT MANY ACTIVISM POSTS. SUCH A HUMANITARIAN... I REALLY ADMIRE PEOPLE LIKE THAT.”

“WAIT. HUH? THEIR BIO SAYS... THEY HAVE NPD.”

“REALLY? WOULDN'T THEY STRUGGLE WITH EMPATHY THEN? OR SYMPATHY, COMPASSION, AND GUILT?”

“WHAT IF... THEY DIDN'T FEEL A SINGLE OUNCE OF CARE OR EMOTION FOR THOSE PEOPLE...

BUT STILL MADE THE CHOICE TO HELP THEM ANYWAYS?”

“CARING AND FEELING BAD HAS ALWAYS COME NATURALLY FOR ME. I MEAN, I'VE MADE THE CHOICE TO HELP PEOPLE WHEN I DIDN'T HAVE TO BEFORE, BUT THAT WAS ONLY BECAUSE I FELT SOMETHING.”

“I FELT THEIR PAIN AND SADNESS. I FELT AWFUL FOR THEM, LIKE I NEEDED TO MAKE THEM FEEL BETTER.”

“THIS PERSON DIDN'T HAVE ANY OF THOSE FEELINGS... YET STILL MADE THE CHOICE TO BE GOOD.”

“MAN, THAT'S BETTER THAN I AM.”

“IF I DIDN'T HAVE ANY EMPATHY I'D BE SUCH A DICK.”

“THEY PUT EVEN THE MOST ALTRUISTIC PEOPLE TO SHAME — BECAUSE AT THE END OF THE DAY, THEY'RE ONLY BEING THAT KIND BECAUSE THEIR FEELINGS DRIVE THEM TO DO IT.”

“TAKE AWAY ALL THEIR EMPATHY AND THOSE "ALTRUISTS" WOULD PROBABLY ALL BE DICKS TOO.”

“JUST IMAGINE SOMEONE HAVING A DISORDER THAT DETERS THEM FROM DOING THE RIGHT THING...”

“BUT GOING OUT OF THEIR WAY TO DO IT ANYWAYS”

“MEANWHILE EVERYONE ELSE NATURALLY DOES THE EXACT SAME WITHOUT TRYING.”

“IT'S FUNNY,”

“EVERYONE PLACES FEELING EMPATHY ON THIS MORAL PEDESTAL”

“BUT WILL NEVER SHOW EMPATHY TOWARDS SOMEONE WHO LACKS IT.”

“AND WE DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO BE KIND WITHOUT FEELING EMPATHY”

“BUT THEY DO.”

“THEY HAVE TO LEARN”

“THEY HAVE TO PUT IN EFFORT TO BE KIND.”

“BUT WE DON'T.”

“THEY'RE A BETTER PERSON THAN ANY OF US.”

“NARCISSISTS MUST BE THE ONLY TRULY KIND PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD...”

“I ADMIRE THAT PERSON”

“I'D GIVE THEM THE WHOLE WORLD IF I COULD.”

— 🍋‍🟩🍃

PS

(THIS APPLIES TO EVERY CAUSE OF ACTIVISM, I ONLY SPECIFICALLY TALKED ABOUT PALESTINE SINCE IT'S SUCH A COMMON EXAMPLE + EXPRESSING IT VAGUELY WOULD GREATLY WEAKEN MY MESSAGE.

ANY REASON THAT MOTIVATES YOU TO BE KIND AND HELP OTHERS IS A GOOD ONE.

I BELIEVE ALL THIS STRONGLY BUT UNFORTUNATELY I COULD NEVER POST THIS ON MY BLOG OR ACTUALLY SAY THIS TO ANYONE EVER OR ELSE THE EGOTYPICALS WILL TRY AND HUNT ME DOWN LIKE THE SALEM WITCH TRIALS BECAUSE I GUESS SEEING LOW EMPATHY PEOPLE AS HUMANS IS TOO WOKE OF A TAKE FOR THEM

I LOVE YOU ALL PLEASE SPREAD KINDNESS AND JOY)

PPS

(( MY BIGGEST FEAR IS ADMIN GOING "I'M NOT READING ALLAT" ONE DAY AND STRAIGHT UP JUST NOT POSTING A SUBMISSION 💀 I'M SO SORRY MAN I'M HYPERVERBAL I CAN'T HELP ACCIDENTALLY WRITING AN ESSAY FROM TRYING TO CONVEY A SINGULAR IDEA I WANTED TO SAY 💔💔💔💔

(( BUT LIKE I SPENT Actual Fucking Hours WRITING THIS LIKE LITERALLY THE ENTIRE DAY !!!! /vsrs GUYS I'M NOT EVEN GETTING AN ENGLISH GRADE FOR THIS GUYS PLEASE APPRECIATE THIS EXTREMELY INFORMATIVE AND CONCISE AND BENEFICIAL ESSAY GUYS PLEASE PLEASE I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND KISS THE GROUND YOU WALK ON YOU WOULD BE SO AWESOME AND AMAZING AND SUPERIOR IF YOU INTERACTED WITH THIS POST BECAUSE I'M BEING VULNERABLE AND DESPERATE SO IT'S LIKE GIVING MONEY TO THE HOMELESS IT'S SO ALTRUISTIC AND EVERYONE WILL ADORE YOU FOR IT . PEOPLE IN THE NOTES PLEASE GIVE PRAISE AND GRATITUDE TO EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO INTERACTED WITH THIS POST FFOR GOING OUT OF THEIR WAY TO BE SO GENEROUS AND ALTRUISTIC 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 ))

(( I'M USING MY SELF AWARENESS OF NPD COGNITIVE DISTORTIONS TO MANIPULATE EVERYONE INTO BEING NICE TO ME USING THE SAME EXACT LOGIC I'D USE TO CONVINCE MYSELF I'M ALWAYS RIGHT AND I'M ALWAYS BETTER THAN EVERYONE EVER NO MATTER WHAT ))

(( BUT GUYS THAT'S HOW YOU KNOW IT'S ACTUALLY #TRUE OKAY I'M USING MY MARKETING STRATEGY TO ADVERTISE HOW SUPERIOR IT'D MAKE YOU AND I LOVE MY TITLE OF BEING SUPERIOR BUT I'M ACTUALLY GIVING IT TO YOU FOR REBLOGGING SINCE YOU DESERVE IT FOR BEING SO NICE TO ME AND YOUR KINDNESS MAKES YOU BETTER THAN EVERYONE ACTUALLY AND I LOVE YOU ))

PPS

(( ALSO HEY UH ADMIN . WHEN YOU'RE ADDING THE ID TEXT COULD YOU PLEASE HIDE THE PPS UNDER A CUT CAUSE I DON'T WANNA SCARE AWAY MY POTENTIAL CUSTOMERS WITH TOO MUCH UNNECESSARY YAPPING . THE MARKET IS QUITE PICKY !!! YOUR ADVERTISING COULD BE OTHERWISE FLAWLESS AND THEY'LL STILL ALL FIND SOME SILLY REASON NOT TO BUY LIKE ADDING TOO MANY UNNECESSARY THINGS . TOUGH LIFE OUT HERE FOR A BUSINESSMAN (FEMININE) ))

(( OH .. OH SHIT ADMIN I JUST REMEMBERED YOU WRITE ALL MY ID TEXT MANUALLY I'M ACTUALLY SO FUCKING SORRY 😭 ))

(( IF I REALISE THIS HAS ANY MISTAKES AFTER I SUBMIT THIS I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL MYSELF BRO 💞💞💞💞🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈 /not literal ))

(( BTW TO THOSE WHO READ ALL OF THIS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I WILL SMOOCH THE GROUND YOU WALK ON YOU'RE SO AWESOME FOR BEING SO NICE DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU OTHERWISE ))

[pt: (( hai it's me the lime leaf anon who always types insanely long submissions and only types in caps . sorry this is really really really really long but i put my entire heart and soul and many many hours into writing this so i think it's worth it ))

(( and just wanna clarify, i'm aware that empathy , sympathy , compassion , guilt , and caring are 5 different things but although the dsm only requires low empathy it's super common for pwnpd to lack the others as well. so when i refer to "empathy" i'm using it as a catch-all term for any kind of sadness or feeling bad over someone's suffering and when i refer to "empaths" i mean people who consistently, naturally and appropriately find others' suffering upsetting ))

npd culture is wishing there was activism specifically targeted at narcissists. because tell me why 90% of activism is just "if you don't feel awful and miserable for these starving children then you're a terrible disgusting subhuman creature and deserve to die. but if you do feel bad and help them you're just normal and don't deserve anything special" like trying to appeal to empathy 99% of the time isn't gonna work on us because we're narcs. and like wtf. i'm so tired of every activist i see demonising a lack of empathy and never showing appreciation to those who do choose to advocate.

my friend with npd literally got a callout made on them on twt for saying they are unable to feel empathy or care for those suffering in palestine on discord in a literal vent channel . like we have seriously gotta start normalising selfish activism because you guys can't just pick and choose when you want to see people with low empathy as people

i believe that someone not wanting to advocate doesn't make them a bad person, they just aren't being advertised the right motivation. and demonising + dehumanising people who don't don't preach your activism is genuinely not gonna help your cause at all please find a healthy way to motivate people 😭 and as pwnpd we have a lot less empathy than other people. so that's not realistically gonna motivate us to help

and this is where my concept of narc-targeted activism comes in. because of how our minds function, appealing to empathy is not realistically gonna work on us. but helping people is good and awesome and nice and i think everyone should do that so we need to find other strategies to market activism to narcs

it is human nature to only do something if it benefits you in some way. even with empathy, you're still benefitting from showing support and care to others. it makes you feel better to show compassion and sympathy because you're mirroring their emotions and you can feel them too. human nature is inherently selfish because we only feel driven to help others when we can feel their pain. take away the ability to feel others' pain and the only way to market activism to someone is to tell them how they can benefit from it. classic advertising :)

you're still treating them like a human and you're healthily motivating someone to be an activist!!!! good job! everyone is happy and everyone is getting their needs met 👏👏👏👏🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

and in a world where showing empathy is seen as some mandatory moral law and a lack of it is viewed as deplorable and evil, for some reason kindly asking for support without guilt tripping or dehumanising people who don't help is seen as….. degrading yourself?? ????? ? !!? i'm sorry that you feel like you're entitled to empathy and compassion but if you seriously need help then you have to consider that not everyone feels empathy like you do and those people are atill people ???! and they're capable of helping too !!! if you can properly advertise to their desires without using such an empathy-centric approach !

“i am in an unsafe environment and need to escape before i die. you need to feel terrible or else you're a bad person. if you don't donate or reblog you're and disgusting and not human”

“i'm suffering and in pain and i would never forget your kindness if you helped me. just a reblog or donation would mean the world to me. you could be the person i thank for making it to tomorrow.”

me personally as a pwnpd i think it is so much more motivating if you make me feel like i'm special and important and charitable for choosing to help rather than treating everyone who doesn't help like they're repulsive and not human while showing zero appreciation to those who do because they "don't deserve praise just for being a decent human"

literally what is up with people and dehumanising us i hear it constantly in any activism like i'm not fucking exaggerating that's almost always their talking point

and you should not do that actually !!!!!!! #1 it's ableist #2 guilt tripping activism might work on empaths but is totally ineffective on pw low empathy and depending on their level of guilt they'll either feel like a shitty person for not caring enough to do anything . or they'll get pissed off . or they will just simply not fucking care at all and ngl i don't think you want any of those to happen !!!!!!!!!!

and now …… behold … the narc–friendly narc–targeted activist post you've all been waiting for . …… . ..

btw pleaz tell me how motivating it is for you guys in the notes i need feedback and suggestions to better market activism to more demographics of narcissists

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npd culture is advocating and spreading awareness of palestine to be a good person for selfish reasons. npd culture is believing that being a good person for selfish reasons is still being a good person.

i don't care how selfish your reasoning is, your goodness is valued in this world and someone out there admires you for it.

maybe you're afraid people will criticise you for being silent.

maybe you feel superior to others for being such a good person.

maybe you're doing it just for others to like you.

maybe you're doing it because although you don't actually care, you know it's the right thing to do and others admire morality.

or maybe you're just doing it cause you'd feel like a bad person if you didn't.

it's not your fault if you can barely feel empathy or care for the people of gaza, or even if you feel none at all. that doesn't make you a bad person.

but doing your best to help them is the right thing to do, and trust me, doing the right thing benefits you a lot.

i don't care if you groan in your head every time you reblog an awareness post or fundraiser. i don't care if you genuinely couldn't care less and have the urge to just scroll.

do it anyways. do it so you can feel superior to everyone for being a good person. do it so everyone thinks highly of you for being so altruistic and charitable.

it doesn't matter. any reason is a good one to do the right thing.

still don't really feel like it? just imagine what everyone would think in their heads about you if you did.

“… wow, they're reblogging so many posts about palestine. even i don't reblog that many activism posts. such a humanitarian… i really admire people like that.”

“wait. huh? their bio says… they have npd.”

“really? wouldn't they struggle with empathy then? or sympathy, compassion, and guilt?”

“what if… they didn't feel a single ounce of care or emotion for those people…

but still made the choice to help them anyways?”

“caring and feeling bad has always come naturally for me. i mean, i've made the choice to help people when i didn't have to before, but that was only because i felt something.”

“i felt their pain and sadness. i felt awful for them, like i needed to make them feel better.”

“this person didn't have any of those feelings… yet still made the choice to be good.”

“man, that's better than i am.”

“if i didn't have any empathy i'd be such a dick.”

“they put even the most altruistic people to shame — because at the end of the day, they're only being that kind because their feelings drive them to do it.”

“take away all their empathy and those "altruists" would probably all be dicks too.”

“just imagine someone having a disorder that deters them from doing the right thing…”

“but going out of their way to do it anyways”

“meanwhile everyone else naturally does the exact same without trying.”

“it's funny,”

“everyone places feeling empathy on this moral pedestal”

“but will never show empathy towards someone who lacks it.”

“and we don't even know how to be kind without feeling empathy”

“but they do.”

“they have to learn”

“they have to put in effort to be kind.”

“but we don't.”

“they're a better person than any of us.”

“narcissists must be the only truly kind people in this world…”

“i admire that person”

“i'd give them the whole world if i could.”

— 🍋‍🟩🍃

ps

(this applies to every cause of activism, i only specifically talked about palestine since it's such a common example + expressing it vaguely would greatly weaken my message.

any reason that motivates you to be kind and help others is a good one.

i believe all this strongly but unfortunately i could never post this on my blog or actually say this to anyone ever or else the egotypicals will try and hunt me down like the salem witch trials because i guess seeing low empathy people as humans is too woke of a take for them

i love you all please spread kindness and joy)

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(( my biggest fear is admin going "i'm not reading allat" one day and straight up just not posting a submission 💀 i'm so sorry man i'm hyperverbal i can't help accidentally writing an essay from trying to convey a singular idea i wanted to say 💔💔💔💔

(( but like i spent actual fucking hours writing this like literally the entire day !!!! /vsrs guys i'm not even getting an english grade for this guys please appreciate this extremely informative and concise and beneficial essay guys please please i'll love you forever and kiss the ground you walk on you would be so awesome and amazing and superior if you interacted with this post because i'm being vulnerable and desperate so it's like giving money to the homeless it's so altruistic and everyone will adore you for it . people in the notes please give praise and gratitude to every single person who interacted with this post ffor going out of their way to be so generous and altruistic 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 ))

(( i'm using my self awareness of npd cognitive distortions to manipulate everyone into being nice to me using the same exact logic i'd use to convince myself i'm always right and i'm always better than everyone ever no matter what ))

(( but guys that's how you know it's actually #true okay i'm using my marketing strategy to advertise how superior it'd make you and i love my title of being superior but i'm actually giving it to you for reblogging since you deserve it for being so nice to me and your kindness makes you better than everyone actually and i love you ))

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(( also hey uh admin . when you're adding the id text could you please hide the pps under a cut cause i don't wanna scare away my potential customers with too much unnecessary yapping . the market is quite picky !!! your advertising could be otherwise flawless and they'll still all find some silly reason not to buy like adding too many unnecessary things . tough life out here for a businessman (feminine) ))

(( oh .. oh shit admin i just remembered you write all my id text manually i'm actually so fucking sorry 😭 ))

(( if i realise this has any mistakes after i submit this i'm gonna fucking kill myself bro 💞💞💞💞🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈 /not literal ))

(( btw to those who read all of this i love you so much i will smooch the ground you walk on you're so awesome for being so nice don't let anyone tell you otherwise ))]

[saucerfulofsins]

Hello, feel free to ignore this but after I've read the way you spoke out in that pidt I'm sure you know the one I just wanted to say thank you from the bottom of my heart thank you. And I hope you have a wonderful day thank you

🥰🥰🥰🥰

First off, thank you for your lovely message! I absolutely know what post you're talking about. Above all though, I'm glad it helped you a little. I'm under no illusions that it'll reach the people I wish it would, but that's not its only point. This is. Making the people I care about feel less alone.

I hope you'll have a wonderful day as well. Please take a moment to do something nice for yourself! 🥰🥰

[ace-and-ranty]

I love El’s tendency to “Yes Queen” all her girl friends. Nkoyo, your lame ass Enclaver boyfriend doesn’t deserve to even talk to you. What is Liesel doing with that rando-ass Alphie from London? Why is Liesel banging guys at all to get what she wants, she is the most brilliant person in the world and doesn’t need it. Liu might be interested in a guy, I HAVE to be the most embarrassing supporting friend immediately right now.

Girl, you bisexual is showing. 

[astralhope]

Seeing Astral destroying rocks and making islands appear has to be one of my favourite things ever.

He can do all of that. Every battle in this universe is fought with cards' duels, but he also can do that.

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

"But why would Sonic still be friends with them why wouldn’t he denounce them or treat them like the villains they are? Why won't he realize they're just evil?"

First of all, has it perhaps occured to you that Sonic loves/cares for them no matter what they do and doesn't want to hurt them if he doesn't have to? Has it perhaps occurred to you that he doesn't see them like irredeemable villains and it's not because he's a dumb dumb idiot?

Second of all, haha keep talking and I'm gonna unroll my character analysis essay. "They're just evil" yeah that's rich. Bet you thought the ending of the series was about "redeeming" them too, huh?

[lesbianwyllravengard]

I remember last year when I was writing part 3 of my time travel series at the same time as I was writing my first wyllstarion fic I realised that wyllstarion is just a different flavour of adalice . like, the vigilante type do-gooder who is everyone's hero and would sacrifice themselves at the soonest opportunity, and the morally gray and charming charlatan-esque anti-hero who is also extremely dextrous. and they fall in love. I love having great taste

[sinnershavesoulstoo]

I look at you and it hurts My bones are tender, my heart is raw, my soul aches I waste the day hoping for more time to be with you To be in your presence, to feel the warmth of your body when we're close, to gently brush up against one another unexpectedly.

My bones are tender, my heart is raw, my soul aches I waste the day imagining a future with you To be held, and loved, and cherished, to know what safety truly is when we're alone, to be intertwined - not just with our bodies, but our souls.

My bones are tender, my heart is raw, my soul aches I waste the day replaying conversations with you To be told you'd be lost without me, to hear such soft and sincere praise when we're laughing, to wish you'd say more, mean more.

My bones are tender, my heart is raw, my soul aches I waste the day breaking my own heart, because I'm in love with you. To be alone, and hopeless, and scared, to realize this is all one sided after all, to lose the last bit of hope I held onto and to finally fall apart.

[pinkopalina]

[ourladyoftheflytrap]

literally when I see women being frustrated with other women for staying with abusive men I feel like I'm watching the ouroboros. Like I get it, it happens to everyone, I've been there, but it's so self sabatoging.

[sunnywalnut]

When somebody who previously didn't like you starts talking adamantly to you and sharing gossip and suddenly you're eight years old again handing out advice because you're so thirsty for friends and attention

[dukeofankh]

If your vision for the deradicalization of right-wing men begins and ends with "other men telling them that that's gross and to stop it" then I'm sorry, you do not understand how masculinity works.

"Men who hold patriarchal status" and "men who are feminists" are two groups who overlap less than you want them to. I'm sorry. That's not solely because men are so happy with patriarchal status that they don't want to risk it by policing misogyny/queerphobia/racism, It's because being misogynistic, queerphobic, and racist, end expressing other forms of toxic masculinity(and often abusively so) are part of how people establish and maintain patriarchal status. The men who have the ability to stop this via nothing but peer pressure are the very people who are doing it. That's by design. And engaging in feminist intervention is, in and of itself, usually the abrupt end of that status and its associated power to persuade misogynistic men.

Like, I have worked in blue collar jobs as a notably queer person. It was pretty much a constant deluge of verbal abuse. In my experience, most blue collar work environments are exploitative, abusive, and bigoted, and very gleefully so. On the occasions I have spoken up about someone saying something that was super fucking out of line (asking me which of the girls walking by was hottest. We were installing a portable classroom at a middle school), believe it or not, they completely failed to be shamed! Because nobody else on the crew gave a fuck. *I* was the weird one. They ghosted me. A full blown company ghosted me. I suddenly didn't have a job anymore because they just straightforwardly stopped telling me where the next job site was.

Like, this doesn't mean that it's your job to do it, but this vision you have of these big groups of men where everyone is on the fence and there is precisely one shit stirrer who can be shut down by a brave feminist man who can single handedly set the example for all these other guys...you are high. You are describing an "everybody clapped" level absurd scenario. Most of these truly virulent misogynistic guys either have zero friends, because, you know, our society is atomized to fuck, or they are in a group where the feminist guy is actually the weirdo who can be shut down and ostracized much, much easier than the misogynists, because there is no such thing as a man misogynists respect who stands up for women.

You might be saying "well, we're talking about longstanding personal relationships, actually. Like, they need to have to want to spend time with you and then, as a side effect, you can mind control them out of being a threat to us."

Problem with that being:

1: Many feminist men also have no friends, see the atomized society above.

2: Feminist men already stopped hanging out with men who make rape jokes because why the fuck would we want to spend time with them.

3: That isn't just because we respect women so hard. We are in many cases talking about men who are also deeply queerphobic, heirarchical, violent and abusive to other men. What initially drew me to feminism and women was a lack of heirarchical squabbling and constant bullying, and the ability to be openly queer. A lot of men who came to feminism did so because they knew that the patriarchy was not a place they would find success or acceptance. These are not the men who are gonna be able to change right wing minds.

4. Men do not view themselves as a monolith. There is no universal brotherhood of men. The actual meaning of the term "Fragile masculinity" is that men are constantly expected to prove that they are deserving of the status of being a member of their own gender. There are large swathes of men--including most of the men who you'd look to as examples of good, feminist men who you want to undertake this project--who are considered failed men, sissies, f****ts, soyboys, ect. They are. Not. Going. To. Convince. These. Men. Of. Jack. Shit. Much less successfully *shame* them. Jesus.

I know all of this sucks. I know it would be cool to be able to just point at a group and have them be responsible for the work. But nah. It's gonna have to be a societal project, one that will probably outlast all of us. Sorry. The thing you want these men to do is, absolutely, the morally correct thing to do. But presuming that it would be effective is, and once again I am so sorry about this, just ignorance of how these social groups function.

[ubeb0nes]

Getting jealous (AGAIN) as Sevika's girlfriend...

you just can't catch a break, huh? your fault for falling in love with this absolute lady-killer

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a/n: ever since i remembered i have free will and can post all my sevika goblin thoughts i have been cooking entire posts up in like under an hour, somebody please help me LMAO

i had too many ideas for the jealous!reader, so here's another. i picture this as being my pit fighter!reader characterization, so do with that what you will :33

it isn't that you hate absolutely anybody looking at Sevika at all

like, you get it. and a part of you loves that everyone else can see just as clearly as you how absolutely captivating she is.

BUT IT GETS TO A POINT-

After the incident with the girl at the bar, Sevika does her best to make sure that you don't feel neglected in public. She slips, of course she does, but she does try like hell

It typically goes that anybody who approaches her, flat out doesn't acknowledge you. it's a by-product of how she's so non-PDA that it slips the mind of these thirsty women that she's even in a relationship

You, being a practical and results-driven individual, remedy this by being a little bolder in public every now and then

Nowadays, Sevika doesn't usually object. She understands why you're doing it now, and she's getting tired of the would-be homewreckers coming onto her too lol

You'll cup her cheek, give her a firm but quick kiss whenever you bring a drink over to her while she's in a game of cards. Come up beside her at the bar and rest your hand on her hip for a while (she fucking loves this one, she won't tell you though)

From then on, people start to get the message. If anybody's heartbroken over it, they become less inclined to showing it

So, you almost want to believe you're imagining things when you clock someone from across the bar who seems to keep giving you the stink eye

you're not dumb

you can see the way she's gesturing between you and Sevika to her friends, shaking her head in disgust. now that's a new one...

Sevika has her human arm over your shoulder while this is happening, the other holding onto her hand of cards. She looks over at you when you pluck the cigarillo out from her fingers and take a drag of your own in distress. She's deeply amused by this

"Okay, baby?" "Mhm. Peachy." You were not peachy. The hell did you do to deserve that look?

For a second Sevika thinks you're mad at her, frowning and angling her body towards you (she notices Ran trying to sneak a look at her cards as she does, and bucks playfully at them). Her eyes flick up to follow your line of vision, and then she understands

She chuckles under her breath.

"You could take her in a fight, princess."

oh, and don't you know it. You shake away the thought though, not wanting to escalate the situation in your head in the case that it's actually not at all what you think it is, and then you look stupid

You ask Sevika if she wants another whiskey and she declines, so you get up to just get yours. You're minding your business by the bar, trying to not grace that table with any more glances when that bites you in the ass as a shoulder checks yours

of course, it's the girl. I guess it wasn't in your head

You make eye contact with her when she looks over her shoulder at you and scoffs, shaking her head. You don't look away even as the bartender slides your drink into your hand

now, you have some options here. most of them include violence to some degree. you're contemplating them all as you're walking back to Sevika, eyes straight ahead

then you catch a few choice words from her table; something, something, "-can she fight..." you don't hear the rest, but does it really matter?

you stop in your tracks. you glance up at your girlfriend who didn't see what happened earlier but is watching you now, brow raised and mouthing what's wrong?

at this point, i don't think this even counts as jealousy, you're just defending your woman's honor

you give her a shake of your head that says don't worry (and now she's definitely worrying), and turn on your heel and make a beeline for the bitch's table

Sevika is about to get up to back you up- for whatever the situation may be- when she sees your posture as you stand over the girl from earlier.

Ran stops her though, grinning from ear to ear. "Let your girl have this, Sev. I wanna see her beat ass." Sevika scoffs, but tentatively sits back down. She trusts your judgement. Whatever your call is-

oh, you're smashing your glass over the girl's head. Ran gives a loud whoop

"You wanna take her from me? Go ahead, try," you'd said while Ran was talking Sevika down. The smile on your face was near-manic. "See what she does when you put your hands on me."

It's not like this woman was exactly tiny or helpless-looking; most in Zaun strived to be neither. But Sevika hadn't been lying when she said you could take her.

It was not a memo she'd received, though.

You couldn't recall what exactly she'd said, but you do know your mind reached an immediate state of singularity when she said she'd kill you before Sevika could do anything about it.

BET

"Goddammit-" Sevika barks out your name as she shoots up from her chair. Ran is doubled over with laughter

She's deceptively fast for her height, and thank fucking god for it. Her human arm wraps around your waist like a vise, pulling you back with ease

She would've been cutting up right with Ran in any other circumstance, given the way you were stancing on the now-dazed woman, fists clenched and shoulders shrugged up like an angry big cat

"Down, girl," she mutters to you. Her lips quirk up at the way you shift your jaw around, obviously still pissed off and ready to scrap

"I was defending your honor." "Mhm. What would I do without you, huh?"

Sevika's in front of you when the woman scrambles up out of her seat to retaliate. Sevika towers over the both of you, and you're nearly completely hidden behind her now as she glares at the woman

"You don't wanna fight her, much less me. Go ahead and clear off."

Maybe jealousy isn't as accurate of a term for you as territorial. You've got nothing to be jealous of, not with how fiercely devoted Sevika is at every turn