#not allowing them to have boundaries is how people working with animals get hurt and animals become aggressive or anxious

[healingheartdogs]

All dogs have personalities of their own, yeah, and any breed can have dogs with big personalities. But the biggest personalities? The dogs who are The Most Dog, who are fun to sit around and watch and even just be near them, who have so much personality and individuality they might as well be people? Dogs who are raised with consent and allowed to communicate and set boundaries, and who trust people to respect those boundaries because those boundaries have been enforced by their owners/handlers.

The difference is absolutely shocking, even between dogs trained mostly positively but without consent focused training and dogs who are trained with consent as a focus. When dogs feel incredibly safe to be themselves and display their natural behaviors you get to see so much more of who they are and develop much more of an equal relationship with their individual personalities.

[howlingscarlet]

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥

ㅤ♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Bucky Barnes x reader

ㅤ♡ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Bucky gets a little carried away during a scene.

ㅤ♡ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: smut, penetrative sex (readers anatomy not explicitly stated), rough sex, dom/sub dynamics (dom!bucky and sub!reader), safe word/signal used, un-negotiated choking, angst (hurt/comfort), slight sub drop and slight dom drop, Bucky carries reader (super solider strength), doll/sweetheart used for reader, aftercare

ㅤ♡ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,598

a/n: this is my first marvel fic I’ve ever finished :) I’ve been writing for another fandom on another account for almost a year now and was so focused on my wips for that one that I put all my marvel stuff on the back burner but a week ago I was suddenly struck with the motivation to finish this one! I hope you enjoy <3

Bucky needed to have control. You knew this, and welcomed it. After decades of being stripped of his agency and made to be a mindless follower he looked for that sense of authority over his own actions.

He never forced you to do anything you didn’t want to do. He made it clear that you were still calling the shots at the end of the day. He enjoyed the feeling of power that your pliancy provided, but it was your trust that mattered the most to him. He wanted to know that you trusted him to not really hurt you. That you didn’t see him as the monster everyone else saw.

You were more than willing to let him have that control, especially with how much consideration Bucky put into making you comfortable. It was a new dynamic to you, having never been one to explore the world of domination before. So you took it slow. Establishing boundaries, discussing scenes thoroughly, and establishing a safe word system for the both of you.

You found the stop light system worked best. Red to stop, yellow to slow down or check in, and green to go. There was even a system if you couldn’t speak. Three taps to stop, two to slow down, and one to go. And if for whatever reason you weren’t able to do either of those, Bucky was allowed to use your safe word to ensure your safety.

There were rules. Strict ones you and him were expected to abide by.

Despite all these safety precautions you never once had to use them, Bucky was always careful.

But sometimes, people make mistakes.

His burly body hovered above yours as his hips pounded into you at a steady pace. His hands roamed over your body, squeezing harshly at your soft flesh. Your legs were spread wide to accommodate his large body, thighs trembling as he brought you closer and closer to the precipice. Your hands clutched at the sheets and sweat dripped down your bare chest, your eyes pressed shut as the pleasure overwhelmed you. You could feel it in every nerve of your body. Every small noise and softly spoken curse that left your mouth only served as more encouragement to him.

Bucky never talked much during sex. The more he got lost in the pleasure, the less he was likely to speak. But he wasn’t silent. You could hear every groan and moan resonating through his chest and occasionally hear his whispered praises.

So good for me.

So proud of you.

But something about tonight felt different. He had just come home from a rough mission. You could feel the anger steaming out of him as soon as he stepped through the door of your shared apartment. He needed a release, which you were more than happy to give him. Even when he warned you that he had no intentions of being gentle tonight you still obliged excitedly. Having not seen him for a few weeks you wanted nothing more than to just be his for a while.

He was not overstating himself when he said he would not be gentle tonight. Everything about him was rough. His touch, the strokes of his hips, his mouth on your skin. He took you like a depraved animal, and you welcomed it.

As he repeatedly hit that soft spot inside of you that made your nerves spark with electricity you felt his metal hand creeping up your stomach. The coldness of it contrasted against your hot skin making you shiver. Soon, it found its way around your neck and squeezed.

This was not normal. While Bucky had put his hand around your throat before, it was never the metal one and he certainly had never squeezed it so hard. He never choked you.

You found it hard to breathe, your eyes filling with tears. Your eyes popped open as you looked at Bucky panicked, hoping your gaze would get his attention. But his eyes were closed in lust. You couldn’t speak so you tapped his arm three times.

Stop.

He opened his eyes to see your scared expression and immediately stopped, pulling away from you completely and crawling to the other end of the bed from you.

You sat up, coughing as the air finally returned to your lungs. Bucky could only stare at you, chest heaving as eyes wide as he realized what he’d done.

He hurt you.

He hurt you.

He could have killed you.

When you finally looked at your boyfriend you saw how terrified he looked and how tears had begun to settle at his waterline.

“Bucky—“ you started to say.

“I’m sorry,” his voice cracked. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

“Come here, please,” you reached your arms out to him but he only recoiled more. It felt like a stab to your heart, like he was rejecting you. For a moment you wondered if you should have safeworded. Did you disappoint him? Was he mad at you?

“I’m sorry,” he just kept repeating as the tears finally sprung free. You crawled over to him and he flinched as you did. You didn’t touch him, you weren’t sure if he was ready for that yet. But you really wanted him to touch you. Bucky however couldn’t take his eyes off your neck. Red marks were already starting to form and he felt the bile rise up in his throat at the sight of them.

“Bucky please,” you sniffled as your tears started to fall. “I’m sorry I stopped I—“

His head snapped up to look at you, brows furrowed in confusion before it hit him. You didn’t need space right now, you needed him.

He shushed you, pulling you into his arms as he gently held you in his arms and let you cry. “You did so good,” he tried to reassure you. “I’m sorry I went too far. You did nothing wrong, doll. You were so good, I’m so proud of you,” he kissed the top of your head. It settled you a little.

“Why didn’t you ask?” You questioned as you hugged your arms tightly around him.

“I don’t know,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry, I should have asked. I’ll never do that again. I promise.”

“Are you mad I made you stop?”

“No, no baby no,” he shook his head fervently. “I’m mad at myself for hurting you. Are you mad at me?”

“No,” you replied quickly. “I just wasn’t expecting it.”

Bucky placed a gentle kiss on your cheek. It made him sick to know that he did something you didn’t want. He could feel his heart start to splinter. Your trust was the most important thing in the world to him. He already thought he didn’t deserve you and now he was sure of it.

You recognized that look in his face, the look that said I’m a monster.

“I love you Bucky,” you said softly, kissing him tenderly. “You made a mistake but I forgive, because I love you.”

Bucky swallowed down the lump of emotion in his throat, nodding slowly.

“Can we take a bath?” You suggested.

“Yeah,” he sighed. “That sounds good.”

He carefully lifted you from the bed using his unnatural strength, carrying you to the bathroom with your head resting on his shoulder. Setting you on the closed toilet you started the bath, letting it fill and warm up. He kneeled down in front of you, hands gently resting on your thighs. You could see the far off look in his eyes, lost in his own self destructive thoughts.

“Hey,” you cooed gently, pushing his hair behind his ears. “Where’d you go? Stay with me.”

He nodded, kissing at your knee before putting his hand in the rub to test the temperature and adjusting it to be perfect for the both of you. You both sat there in silence as you waited for the tub to fill, his head in your lap as you stroked his hair tenderly. Once it was filled he helped you in, giving you his arms to balance on your shaky legs. He slid in after you, sitting between your legs and leaning back into you. You kissed him behind his ear, grinning when he shivered at your touch.

“I still enjoyed it,” you rubbed up and down his arms. “Before I safeworded it was good. You made me feel so good.”

“Did I scare you?” He whispered, afraid of the answer.

“A little,” you answered honestly. “But you stopped when I told you to.”

He nodded, bringing your hand up to his mouth and kissing at your knuckles. “It won’t happen again, I promise.” He paused for a moment before continuing, “I think we should take a break from the harder stuff. Just for a little bit.”

You picked up your head at that, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” he turned his head slightly to try and look at you although it was difficult in the position you were in. “I want you to be safe. If I can’t trust myself to keep you safe then…I think we should just stick to the basics. Just you and me.”

“Okay,” you kissed his cheek and he leaned back into you, soaking in your love and affection.

“I love you,” you whispered in his ear.

He smiled for the first time that night, “I love you too sweetheart.”

After your bath and your discussion you and Bucky both felt better about the situation and that night you fell asleep in each other's arms, only with the gentlest touches and whispered affections.

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[quinnyundertow]

Your writing has made me absolutely fall head over heels in love with Yuta! You write him so well that I look at him in a completely different light now in the manga/anime. Also, I'm very excited for the Toji sequences upcoming in WICYG! xoxo

This made me so damn happy you have no idea! I adore him to know it made you love him more just- BE STILL MY HEART!

I’ve always wanted to write out my Yuta!head-canons and this made me go all in hahaha (Sorry bestie but I hope you enjoy them)

If you forced me to pick a fav from JJK it would 100000% be Yuta. He’s so complex and yet simple as a character. He experienced so much abuse/neglect (from parents, classmates, teachers, even Rika) as a young child due to seeing/having Rika in a non sorcerer environment. Gege said Yuta doesn’t have a close relationship with his parents but is close with a little sister. That’s so easy for me to imagine.

Yuta! Head-canon: His parents are both working full time when the tragedy with Rika happens. They feel so guilty but relieved that their son survived. As time goes on however Yuta won’t stop crying at night about this monster version of his dead best friend haunting him. At first they would pour everything into trying to get him medical help but as the years go by and psychiatrists say he’s seeking attention the care turns to frustration. Probably culminating in a, “Get over it! I don’t want to hear about her ever again!” Type of argument.

Yuta!Head-canon: His little sister would have been a safe person to him. Maybe five years younger than him so they really never talked about that girl Rika who ���moved away” when they were little. Rika wouldn’t feel as threatened as she’s his sister and a younger child so I could see her allowing him to form a relationship with him. At least at first. Deep down Rika is kind but she’s still a curse jealousy would crop up or a normal sibling fight could have ended with Rika hurting his little sister only for Yuta to further isolate.

Yuta!head-canon: He is hyper aware of others emotions and if there are changes to someone’s regular personality. He remembers tiny details of everything because that’s how he had to survive growing up. He had to monitor Rika constantly for little changes that could indicate she may explode or cause issues. This aspect also causes him to empathize deeply even with those who may not deserve it. He doesn’t want Rika to kill his bullies because he’s seen the kid menacing him is getting bullied by upperclassmen and understands what that means. That said if they fuck with someone he cares about all that empathy goes out the window and he’s going to make sure it doesn’t happen again.

Yuta!Head-canon: Yuta has a circle of people very close to him and once you’re in that circle he is a true ride or die. Ask him for anything and trust that shit is getting done no matter how sketchy it sounds. He is the true definition of unconditional love (We all saw how Rika got and he still deeply loved her. ) and would support and trust you totally once you have proved worthy of it by actions.

Yuta!Headcanon: He is quick to fall in love and quick to let them go. If you give him even the littlest bit of praise or extra attention he’s going to get a crush on you. He can’t help it. He’s always held everyone so far away from him so any sort of domestic or doting affection would make him melt. That said he has always had to create firm boundaries around himself and others to protect people so if you told him you’re not interested or not to text you he would abide by that completely.

Yuta!headcanon his personality is that of self sacrifice. He could never be a yandere. He understands and thinks that your life would be better without him in it. How could he try and force someone to be with him? He accidentally did that to Rika and it plagued his mind constantly and was willing to die to let her rest in peace.

I had so much fun writing these out and sorry I hijacked your post!!! I’m so happy you enjoy the story and Toji’s entry should be fun!!!! Thank you for the ask love!!!

[allthemeninmybed]

Coming to the surface Part I

Summary: Reader is a member of the band’s photography crew and they are barely ever on the same page with Vessel. They both think highly of one another but it’s merely professional. At least they think. Pairing: Vessel x mid-size/plus size fem!reader Warnings: non, YET Word count: 948 A/N: I haven’t written anything since 2021 so… I hope you like it, please, don’t forget to give me feedback! 🖤 - “You alright?” – You ask him softly. You know he doesn’t like you much but you still try to be nice to him. - “Just dandy.” – He pauses with an eyebrow raised as he looks at you, shaking his head before turning to the side. There was a part of you he did like, but he refuses to concede that. He has a self-preserving attitude that had a history of keeping people at arm’s length. Everything is upside down now. Somebody revealed their identity, alongside with birth certificates and addresses. You know who it was, it was somebody close. She was to Vessel. You know he’s disappointed beyond measure because he would have never thought she would do something like this, ever. - “I know it’s fucked up. I just… I won’t bother you, sorry.” - “No, it’s fine. Not your fault, is it?” – he pauses with a huff as he turns to face you and folds his arms against his chest. - “No, it’s not. And it’s not about me but it hurts anyway.” – you try to convey that you care for them, that you care for him but you don’t want to seem pushy. He turns to the side, his gaze drifting past you as he takes in his surroundings in quiet contemplation. His body language speaks volumes, showcasing his frustration but perhaps he’s looking for an outlet. For some strange reason it looks like you are about to become that. - “Tell me, were you aware of any potential plans? Or do you just take pictures when we’re on stage?” – he’s like a wounded animal, trying to insult you to make himself feel better. He's going to lash out and you’re the one who’s going to take it. Fuck. - “Do you really think if I had known I wouldn’t tell you?! Or try to stop her? Look, Vessel, I know that we’re not best friends here but I would never do anything to hurt you. Or the band. And even the fact that you suggest otherwise is hurtful.” Vessel sighs, feeling guilty when he realizes that he should’ve worded his questions better. - “I know.” – his eyes drift away as he rubs his neck to ward off the tension. - “I’ve always hated that bitch anyways.” – you point out the obvious fact he’d probably known, you weren’t subtle about your feelings. - “But if you want to shout at somebody... here I am.” - “She used to be a friend, you know. I thought I could trust her.” – his eyes harden as he pauses to compose his thoughts, his stance becoming rigid. His lips twitch in to the world’s smallest half grin, it’s the closest thing to a smile you’re going to get from him. - “Yeah, I know. Having misplaced trust is the fucking worst.” – how you wished you could hug him. It would be as comforting to you as to him, you think to yourself. He nods, biting his lip as he stares at the carpet. Vessel struggles to keep his emotions in check as the magnitude of how badly he’d been betrayed hit home. The very person he trusted and worked with for the past two years was responsible for the leak. A sigh escapes him as he looks back at you, blinking away the sheen of tears in his eyes. That’s when you decide to risk it. You open your arms a little, looking at him the most reassuring way. You don’t want to overstep boundaries. His eyes dart from the carpet to you, the offer clear in your eyes and the invitation tempting. It’s so enticing that he feels his lips twitch. However, the look in your eyes is so genuine that he had to take the chance, allowing himself to lean on you and pull you into his embrace.

You can’t believe he’s actually hugging you. It isn’t very comfortable since he’s very tall so you pull out of his embrace and point to the chair beside you. He sits down, not saying a word and hugs you immediately as you stand in front of him. His head rests on your chest, which feels inappropriate at first but it doesn’t bother you. You don’t give a fuck, this feels so good, so intimate, so necessary. Leaning further into you he breathes out softly as his eyelids slip closed. The urge to break down and just sob his heart out into you is strong but he refuses to give in and risk embarrassing himself. You start to caress his head and his hair as you’re hugging him. You hope it’s not too much; it feels so natural to do this, you didn’t even think about it, you’re just doing it. His hands are gripping into your body, he’s clinging to you and it feels heavenly. God, you never want this hug to be over. As your fingers sweep through his hair his breath quickens. This is his release; this is the intimacy he’s been craving and it would be a lie to say he isn’t enjoying it. His hands grip your waist, his eyes closed as his lips part slightly. You want to tell him so much but you can’t find the right words, nor do you want to break this soothing, intimate silence between the two of you so you do something bold. You kiss the top of his had while stroking his hair. A shiver runs through his body, the intimacy catches him off guard. His eyes search for your face with an intent he hasn’t realized was there until this moment. He holds his breath back, looking up to you his eyes seem even more enticing. There's a part two coming! Stay tuned loves 🖤 Part II

[alieinthemorning]

Hello!I already read your rules like 3 times but I made any mistake please tell me-

Anyway can I please request platonic headcanos of diasomnia family(mainly silver and lilia) with silver sibling!reader?reader is also adopted by Lilia and is not biologically related to silver,they are younger than him and have much more lively personality,they also get flustered easily.l and really care about their family

(I JUST NEED SOME WHOLESOME STUFF PLEASE)

Found Family [Diasomina Family]

Content: Found Family, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Soft Character(s), Familial Relationships, Platonic Relationships, Book 7 Part 3 Spoilers

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Lilia found you in the woods at a very young age. You were not far from his little cabin, sitting at the edge of the lake, peering into its waters.

"Are you lost, little one?"

You shook your head.

"Is your family nearby, then?"

You shook your head again. "They abandoned me. Told me to not return."

And that's all it took for him to take you in himself, he already had Silver, and he was doing well enough, surely another child wouldn't prove to be difficult.

You were a quiet child, even more quiet than Silver. However, your eyes were much move expressive than you might have realized. You were some kind of Nocturnal Fae, perhaps of a long forgotten race because he had never seen another with eyes as interesting as yours.

When you didn't like something your pupils would become thin slits, and when there was something you liked they would grow considerable.

Lilia found that quite adorable.

He often found you and Silver outside, sitting against the largest tree in front of the cabin. Silver of course was asleep while you had a book in your lap.

"What are you reading, little one?"  Lilia asked as he sat down beside you.

"Ohana: A story about an animal who was shunned being different."

Another thing about you was that you were very blunt and up front. He assumed it was something you learned from your previous living situation.

You tilted your head, a small smile gracing your lips. "But then, after a few hardships, the animal found a family. Just like me—Like us."

Lilia smiled himself, resting a hand on your head. "Yes, just like us."

Silver had an abundance of alarm clocks to help wake him up in the morning. However, none worked as good as you simply calling his name.

"Silver, it's time to wake up." His eyes always seemed to open easily, and found you immediately.

You gave him your usual small smile. "Good morning, Silver."

"Good morning."

And then you were gone while he got ready. Once he was done, he would find you indulging in your morning tea with Father, Lord Malleus and Sebek. Sebek was of course loudly praising Father and Lord Malleus, Lilia was going along with it while you and Malleus quietly sipped on your tea.

He took his spot next to you, and you immediately filled his cup, adding two sugar cubes. Just liked he liked it.

He thanked you with his usual smile as his body become more attune to the usual flow of life around him.

Sebek didn't like you at first. You were weird. Your eyes were too sharp, it made him feel like you were staring through him. He also didn't like how you were seemingly better at everything than he (and Silver) was. You were better at swordsmanship, being able to pull off moves that Master Lilia had only shown once. And yet you never bragged about it (he disliked that about you too).

You were actually able to cook, so your training was cut short so that you could make them a meal for after training. And he hated to admit it, but your cooking was even better than his mother. However, as much as he disliked how good your meals were, he was also thankful that because of them he didn't have to eat Master Lilia's cooking.  You also seemed to rotate each of their favorite meals. You always seemed to remember the small things about them.

Even now, you approached him at lunch, two plates in hand.

"For you, Sebek." You placed a plate of salmon carpaccio in front of him. Then you woke Silver up before sitting down yourself.

He glanced away from you, swallowing his pride. "...Thank you."

"Think nothing of it."

He thought a lot of it.

You and Malleus often found yourselves strolling the paths of Night Raven College in the dead of night when the students were in their dorms, the teachers had returned to their homes and the only nightlife was that of the ghosts and fairies.

Tonight, something was weighing heavily on him.

"What is on your mind, Malleus?"

He chuckled. He liked that about you. You always knew when something was amiss and would immediately hone in on it.

"I find myself thinking about what will happen after Silver departs from this world." He paused, "Sebek as well, as he is only half-fae."

You hummed. "They will die and we will live on. What is there to think about?" Your tone was flat— nonchalant.

Malleus glanced down at you.

Your pupils were sharp.

Ah, you were as effected as he was.

Then after a few more silent moments, you spoke up. "...I do understand that they won't be with me forever, so I must make the most out of the time I have with them now., so that I'm only left with fond memories of them."

Malleus felt his lips flicker upward as his gaze turned toward the starry sky.

"Yes, I suppose you are correct..."

"To those I've met before, and to those I'll meet hereafter...

"Meet in a Dream."

Soft eyes met periwinkle.

"Good morning, Silver."

He helped you properly orientate. "We have to help Father and Malleus."

You nodded, "Yes, we have to save our family."

You asked for headcanons, so I wrote snippets. 

A something that might have not been clear:

You're a kinda of ancient nocturnal fae who has a kind of dilating pupils. I wanted to also give you glowing eyes (more so like mood ring eyes lol), but I didn't want to give you an eye color, so I scrapped it (saving it for the OC ig because I SURE HAVE BRAINWORMS OVER THIS CHARACTER SOMEHOW, ANON HOW DID YOU GIVE ME BRAIN WORMS LOL)

Peep the few references btw lol

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[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

this girl one time wanted to have sex with me and when i asked to use a condom she laughed it off and said it wasnt cool, and began to chip away at my boundary until i gave her what she wanted. she kept trying to get me to do things and i would say no, and she would continue asking anyway. in bed she said something like “you said you would” and that legitimately scared me, because it seemed like she was just blatantly lying to my face, or just forgot. then she called herself a succubus (A DEMON) and my gut screamed at me to be careful around her. sorry this may be TMI, but im anon so whatever, she said i could nut in her, which is the complete opposite of my original boundary. she was so sweet otherwise and communicated really good. except for when i texted her my concerns about being manipulated. she just became really defensive. im really happy im not “under her spell” anymore. i dont know what she was trying to do, but she could have hurt me really bad

its not tmi, its ok, you know me :p <3.. im sorry your boundaries were disrespected :( ill put my answer under read more cus its probly gona be long , this message had me contemplating some things..

IMO : sex is so tricky its been a struggle my whole life to understand how i feel about it & where my boundaries lie + allowing myself to express them so i understand the struggle u present here altho it's a different perspective.. some people use sex as a vehicle to gain power over others, by way of luring their partner into a state of vulnerability, i dont think that's something demonic necessarily i think it's usually more surface level than that. however

you do see a huge rise in the amount of ppl kind of, trying to personify the succubus nowadays? ppl have always wanted to be sexy but it's like different than the way ppl wanted to be sexy when i was younger. it got rly mainstream to have kind of a demon aesthetic if that makes sense? when i was younger this stuff was reserved for the relentlessly bullied & punished Goth and Emo kids.

but ok when i worked at spencers gifts in 2021/22 they had all these shirts of anime succubus girls getting choked and in bondage n shit, and these shirts were their best sellers they were outselling most the band tees and franchises like naruto.. and im telling youuu it was like, the youngest girls always buying these shirts, it made me so uncomfortable!! sometimes i would walk away and get my coworker to ring them up cus i was like nah im not selling a child that shit...but it really made me think like wow if i was in 7th grade and wore this shit to school it wou;dve been like wearing a giant KICK MY ASS!!!! target on my back but it's like, a popular thing rn.

and im not saying the bullying should return ofc, not the point. but it lead me down the string of thought wondering why this stuff is being pushed into the mainstream so heavily. sex sells i guess $$$ but yeah i think right now it's especially common to refer to yourself as a succubus if you're trying to feel a sense of power as a woman. because as a woman there are very few ways to gain power other than using sex. and many people want power! but i dont think most of them are demonic. just lost..

still its good u followed ur instinct to stay away from that girl because it is really cruel to manipulate someone in a moment where they've trusted you enough to be close to them like that.

yeah i think its rly rare for someone to be in some true demonic possession shit but i feel there can be dark things that linger *around* people who have weak spiritual armor and sort of, feast off their energy & create misfortunes around the person that generate bad energy for it to feed off of. but i dont think they have too much control over your actions like i would imagine for someone who's truly possessed. i feel a lot of ppl have these sort of ambient malignant attachments especially if they keep a lot of dark imagery & symbols around thinking it's just an aesthetic.

thas just my thoughts....really bored tonite so im typing a lot.... i love sex i think it can be so beautiful and restoring, it helps me feel so much happier in life to have good sex regularly i dont think sex or sexiness is evil. i just think its easy for ppl w bad intentions to turn it into this whole twisted ass mind game when it shld rly b so simple and natural and a loving connection that sets u free......be safe out there anon be discerning! protect you heart..<3

[the-smallest-star]

whats it like to date gritt?

// A lot better than it used to be

Gritt doesn't care about your job, long as you're not going to hurt someone he cares for. You do you. Addictions? Doesn't care, that's your business. Same boat.

Sucky family? Only person he talks to that's family is his twin brother, don't be a dick to him and you'll get on fine.

Its the little things Gritt remembers. Something you say he'll store away, if you say 'Oh I like this band!' you might find you get tickets to them next time they're in the area. If you say you're stressed, he'll take note of what you do to relax. If its down time, you'll come home to ordered food and your favourite movies with blankets. If its a massage, you'll get a slot booked at the best spa. If its social contact? Gritt'll be purring against you. He'll remember how your drink your coffee, your favourite alcoholic drink, what you like to wear. He may even send a little gift to your workplace if you've been feeling low.

His tail may brush against your palm or leg as he goes by, or he might put a hand on your back. He'll offer compliments and you'll get a nickname.

He CANNOT cook to save his life, he's been known to set milk on fire.

If you set a hard boundary, he will NOT cross it. He will also not make you talk to him if something is bothering you, but he will sit with you unless you want to be alone.

Being allowed to touch Gritt's horns is a HUGE sign of trust from Gritt, only Patch has permission to do so. Given what happened to him, touching them when he hasn't given permission, or full on GRABBING them can send him into a PTSD episode and he will try and scratch, bite and get away from you. To touch them, it would need to be slow contact, clear intention of what you want to do.

Gritt has a pet queef named Snoot, his best friend and his emotional support. They mean a lot to him so you'd best treat them well. Gritt is a big animal lover, no matter what animal it is.

He has stalkers... some he knows and some he doesn't. Expect to be confronted by some of them. His mother is a nightmare, she will disapprove of you especially if you're a guy. She is keen on getting Gritt to come back home to Greed.

Gritt is working on it, but he does have low self esteem. He has body dysmorphia and has often forgotten to eat, this was brought on by his treatment growing up. Compliments will surprise him, but make him smile.

He is 100% okay with sleep huggers, if you come in from work and pick him up for cuddles he will allow it.

Gritt bites and scratches during sex. He is a bottom/switch. He's also intersex, and is learning sex is not meant to hurt. He's also open to trying most kinks.

He will not talk about his problems a lot, he doesn't like to burden people. It will take a lot of gentle coaxing to get him to talk.

If your relationship is public, he will keep your personal life private during interviews. He is a famous imp after all, but he respects your privacy.

While Gritt is usually monogamous, he is fine with poly relationships if everyone is in agreement.

[ancientevangelions]

Just asking because I'm curious I've seen a lot of discourse about it recently; I'm sure you've already explained it somewhere -- what makes you like AsuShin? O.o

I have a lot of feelings about them hahaha I've been weathering discourse on them since I entered the fandom I write about AsuShin here, too: https://www.tumblr.com/ancientevangelions/645127919790931968/i-need-you-asushin-and-how-it-impacted-my And here: https://www.tumblr.com/ancientevangelions/759158874222837760/asushin-and-their-dynamic?source=share I find Asuka and Shinji appealing because they bring out different aspects of each other that no one else can. For example, Shinji is more argumentative with Asuka; he can and will talk with her and argue, which seems strange, but I find from my experience as an abuse survivor I can only argue with people I am comfortable around. I was often punished for being “too emotional;” or “argumentative” as a child. The people I feel safest with I can get mad at or experience the “bad” emotions. Of course, I handle my emotions in many other ways, too. Still, the fact that Asuka and Shinji can have a range of emotions with each other is beautiful. It is a realness and rawness that is often ignored. No one is always happy and perfect, especially in times of stress. What matters is how we work through things and grow and change. I love their interactions where they work together and help each other. If they were allowed to grow up and have normal childhoods (like Angelic days), they would be softer toward one another. I like how they complement each other in their actions:

Shinji cooks for Asuka and provides a safe place

Asuka draws him out of his shell.

They learn to understand one another bit by bit.

They tease each other.

Asuka secretly worries and checks on Shinji

Part of it is personal experience. Asuka was the first character I found relatable in anime, and Shinji provided the same comfort to my husband. Many people complain that Asuka is a man to Shinji, and at times, she is, but she is also kind. Since we see most of the show from Shinji’s perspective, there could be a lot we are missing that never gets shown. Asuka does try to get Shinji’s attention after all, but let’s face it, even as adults, most people are terrible at communication. From personal experience, when I am depressed and hurting, I find it hard to see that other people are stressed and hurting, too. I can only think of how they are failing me, not how we can help each other.  I see them as a raw starting point in the series, like when I was at university with no romantic experience and spent time with my husband. I met my husband when I was 19. I needed help for my mental illness, and I could lash out and be cruel when I was hurting. He was 20 and helped me seek help, but he also needed help learning to set boundaries and communicate his needs. We both had good moments and bad moments, but we still do. I can be mean and selfish, but I also care about and love him. We all have a bunch of emotions and a range of ways we express ourselves.  Shinji and Asuka seem like very realistic teens trying to navigate feelings and trauma. Therapy and medication would benefit them, too.

[tumbleweedtech]

If you don't mind me say, I agree with you that Christian teaching has largely warped the way people view the way they apologise, and their expectations for forgiveness, but like with many things I think it comes from a watered down, lazy theology. I was raised Catholic too but I've regularly attended Churches of different denominations at different times. I'm kinda at a point where atheistic liberals think I'm too religious and religious people think I'm a highly suspect leftist.

My point is though, that I do try as much as possible to practice forgiveness and I do find relief in it. It's actually one of the few things a lot of priests and pastors get right in my opinion, but then I have thankfully always them emphasise that forgiveness does not necessitate reconciliation. I'm not doubting that there are some, and probably used to be a lot more, who taught that it was ones duty to forgive the person who hurt them and continue to put themselves in a position to be hurt, but I think (and hope) the alternative is becoming a lot more widespread: You don't have to reconcile with someone who hurt you to forgive them, you don't have to speak to them, you don't even have to tell them that you forgive them, and you most certainly don't have to empathise with or make excuses for the. You just forgive them, and you let go of your anger; it doesn't erase the hurt they caused you, but hopefully the memory of it will cease to keep hurting you.

I'm glad that works for you. Generally speaking, I forgive quite easily. It's nearly automatic, in some cases. Did that person actively mean to hurt me? No? Okay. Partially that's the adhd. I also forget quite easily. So my consideration and complaints I was writing about - these are not one off slights. This is repeated, deliberate, often selfish to an extent that surprises me.

In one instance: It took me months, months of readily letting go of small insults because it never seemed deliberate, or aimed to hurt. But after a big disagreement, I had to sit back and think. And looked back at all the times that person's behaviour hurt feelings (not just mine, but others). I had to be reminded by another friend that no, right now I'm not overreacting, that was a dick thing to say. And you know? I still forgave. But the second time? I did not. Because now I was paying attention, and saw it was deliberate. And it hurt, when I finally let go of that relationship. But years later? I still do not forgive that person. And I won't. They don't deserve it, and they would never deign to ask. But you know what? I forgave myself, for letting it go on. For not valuing my own boundaries. I forgave myself, and I am working on being more firm on my boundaries, and not allowing small hurts. So that person? That issue? I'm not angry at them. They no longer hurt me. The memory does not hurt me. But I don't need to forgive them for that. I just need to be kind to myself. it's the same as a wild animal, or a rabid dog. If you get close, and it bites you, is it the animal's fault? No. Do you need to forgive the animal, who has no concept they have done a wrong? No. And I don't know about how widespread it is. It sure would be nicer if the world (religious or not) started teaching a better perspective on apologies. However not 2 months ago I still got messages from a catholic family member reminding me that I "needed" to forgive. And I know that family member is very, very devout - though who's to say what the pastor is preaching. I was largely coming at this from the cultural perspective - because it's a ridiculously common thing I see people claim. I said SORRY. Why are they still upset at me? I APOLOGIZED. Why are they still treating me like they're mad? etc. Either way. However your heart deals with harm in a way that does not hurt others and gives peace and solace to yourself sounds pretty good to me.

[vitaegratis]

The difference between DNI’s and callouts, bc apparently there be discourse again and I’m tired.

People should be allowed to have DNIs and should be allowed to have DNIs and should not be shamed for curating their experience so that they feel comfortable/safe.

And you should respect their boundaries.

It’s not elitism, and even if it was, who fucking cares. No one owes anyone anything. Folks are allowed allowed to be selective.

They’re not telling you who you can and can’t interact with; they’re telling you who they’d prefer not to interact with, and that they’d rather not interact with anyone who associates.

Can be low key awkward when you find out why someone is on someone’s DNI, and you have to make a choice - or if followed them/interacted in the past, but don’t anymore - and you don’t know how to communicate that… but uh.

Don’t be a dick, and just. Respect each other and don’t disregard these things that people put in place for a reason - their safety/comfort/peace of mind.

They’re not douchey. You’re douchey, if you do.

Literally every DNI list I’ve ever seen - no one airs their dirty laundry publicly. If you’re curious they’ll tell you privately their reasons for including someone.

Meanwhile, callouts…

Callouts that warn people about the behavior of others is one thing, if someone is being actively harmful… but if someone is just minding their business?

And you decide to drag their name through the mud with horrible assumptions and allegations, for no discernible reason?

Get the fuck outta here with that.

If you don’t like what somebody writes - be it an interpretation of a character/a ship/etc… you don’t have have to interact.

There’s no need to launch a smear campaign against them?

Again, if someone is writing really gross stuff like with children or animals, or being abusive towards others ooc… that’s obviously it’s own thing. You should absolutely tip people off to that.

But when someone portrays a character as being of age and you come in with your extremely bad faith assumptions and make claims as to their intent for doing so. Or you spread lies and misinformation.

Like. Why? What do you hope to achieve? Did OP hurt your feelings somehow? Does it work you up so to see a character interpreted in a way you don’t agree with?

I just. Brains. Use them, if you have them.

I love my circle of affiliated mutuals, and the people who I haven’t really interacted with but we’ve lurked upon each other for some time. And I want to be more social here, reach out to people, do more things. But all the never ending bullshit is discouraging. I think I’m kinda good in my corner where we’re all just happily vibing?

We all know each other’s intentions, and are able to communicate with each other like adults. Idk.

This is supposed to be a hobby. It’s supposed to be fun. An escape.

[chordsykat]

OC ask meme! For Caj, 3 16 20 for Nita 34 3 40 for Cherry 29 23 20 (thats a lot, sorry XD)

Oooo! Let's do this! I answered 40 for Nita, here. As for the others...

3: How easy to annoy is your oc? Do they have common pet-peeves or are they stoic in response to everything? What is their reaction if the source doesn’t stop?

Nita - She's patient to a fault -- to her own detriment. Really really. She'll let you annoy her long after it's pushed her to her breaking point. You'll see some of this at play in Dethkomic very soon. Nita's got a problem with boundaries, but slowly and surely, she works it out. Unfortunately until she does... she's likely to just let it keep going even after other people are beginning to find it obnoxious.

Caj - Also has a lot of patience, but she'll let you know when you're getting on her nerves. The only thing that really truly bothers her (except Skwisgaar) is inaction when action is clearly warranted. Caj is the wind element of the bunch. If she's not moving, she dies. Or, moreover, she takes matters into her own hands.

16 (Caj): If your oc could only eat one thing for the rest of their life (while miraculously not suffering from malnutrition), what would it be? Does this match their favourite food?

Caj is on record as saying chocolate is the only addiction she hasn't been to rehab for. On tour, she is well-known for hitting up restaurants and asking for the dessert list up front -- proceeding to order the most decandent chocolate *whatever* on the menu. There are some exceptions (she doesn't consider American chocolate to be real food) but her sweet tooth is as legendary as her music.

20: Does your oc have any pleasure that embarrasses them so they keep it secret? Or are they open about all the things they enjoy?

Caj - Probably knows more about the characters and worlds that inhabit her kids' favorite shows and books than they do. Following the timeline of when my stories *actually* happened, Caj would probably be a brony. If they'd happened today, she'd unironically enjoy Bluey and Blippi. I'm not sure how out she'd be about these things, but I'm sure she'd correct other parents when they confused Pinkie Pie for Rainbow Dash.

Cherry - She's pretty hedonistic and sees no shame in enjoying all that life has to offer and doing it out loud. Her "guilty pleasures" are many for this reason. Cherry's got a not-so-secret love for sappy romcoms, loves to overdo it on makeup snd wildly out-of-vogue hairstyles any chance she gets, and has a thing for pink flamingo lawn ornaments and similarly themed items.

34 (Nita): What would someone blackmail your oc with? Would they be successful in getting what they wanted?

That's a tough one. What they'd blackmail her with isn't as hard a question -- probably a loved one. But God help those bad guys if the one they took hostage was her dad. They'd give him back.

How successful they'd be is what has me stuck. Nita's quick to please, and if it was someone she loved dearly, there's no question she'd do anything in order to save them. However, one of Nita's innate abilities is this persuasive nature she seems to have over others that come in contact with her. She's a spirit of harmony and getting along (and yeah, here again, I'm kinda hinting at superpowers). Maybe all it'd take for the antagonist to drop the ball is hanging around her for a few minutes? I mean... can you blame them? Who'd want to hurt this chick? LOL

29 (Cherry): If your oc was in a video game, what would their idle animation be? (When the player stays still for too long, the animation that plays.)

I actually almost did this when I found a plugin that would allow me to put idle animations on characters in Harmonic Odyssey (but, feature creep, yanno...) -- would absolutely have her roll a joint and smoke it until the player picked their controller back up again.

23 (Cherry): What is the most annoying sound to your oc? What’s the most pleasant? Is there any reason?

I LOVE it when I have to re-read my own character sheets to figure stuff like this out. Annoying is a very good question because she "analyzes" sound in a way that would confuse and confound most people who don't specifically have her sort of sensitivities. She is always looking for patterns and notes in things, even when there aren't any to be found. If none exist, she will likely shrug it off until there's too much of nothing to be found. I imagine she's cool with a consistent white noise, but only to a point. Having an alarm or something that should have a regular "beat" go off without keeping a consistent time pattern might be her kryptonite.

Pleasant sounds? Let's talk about the sound of water pipes... for several reasons that should be obvious by now. :)

Thank you for another round of wonderful questions! I sincerely doubt I'll ever get tired of doing Q&As off this list. XD

Original prompt is right here!

[ahalal-uralma]

Good point! Cruel people have to lack sympathy and compassion, and not necessarily or strictly empathy.

I would like to point out--cruel and evil people can still experience empathy! Please read that and understand that!

Saying they can't is very harmful and dangerous! It allows people to do harm to others and use the excuse, "I couldn't possibly do that, because I have friends" or "I have a good relationship to animals," because, that's the thing!

A person can do something kind and still be unkind--it's a classic tactic of abusers, for one example, to draw false equivalence between events to their victims in an effort to invalidate their suffering and gaslight their memories. "How can you speak up for yourself, and accuse me of hurting you, when I just bought you something very expensive? Would I hurt you if I was willing to spend so much money on you!" Actually, yes! Money has no emotional worth to the giver or receiver. Let that sink right in.

People can still hurt you even in the same breadth they did something nice and keep this in mind--this is especially true if the kind action is connected to something purely superficial.

Abusers can and will try to use a material thing (something that you'll easily overlook that doesn't possess intrinsic moral value on a mental and subconscious level--because, it's perceived value depends on how you project onto it based on your own personal experiences mixed with their guess-work that'll you will enjoy it) in an effort to distort your perceptions on something literally emotional or physical they did to compromise your boundaries/well being!

Likewise, harmful people can still experience a vast array of emotions like love, passion, sadness, etc. like anyone else and use these array of emotions to blind-side people they hurt! They can use their feelings to guilt trip, manipulate and sabotage! They can literally be anyone!

Example of scenarios: It can be a jealous girl on social media asking strangers to cyber bully someone she never met, it can be your dad who shows favoritism towards your siblings, or your mom who shows favoritism towards you, it can be the human resources manager that allows the elderly sick time off while you work with an injury, it can be the new guy with less experience and work ethic getting a raise just because he is a man, it can be the human rights activist who limits their activism to non-marginalized women, it can be the CEO of a major cooperation leveling forests to expand housing, etc. All of these are valid examples of empathetic people doing harm. They're not all necessarily evil, but they are acting on cruelty to a degree!

Saying they can't creates a stereotype and stereotypes enable limitations on what we choose to correct as a society, or more importantly encourages problems relating to racism, sexism, homophobia, bigotry (in general), etc.

It can put innocent and non-intentionally harmful people under a scope due to prejudices and gross generalizations, which can do them unnecessary harm, while people who truly intend to do damage or create chaos are continuing to do so under the radar without any sense of responsibility or self-accountability.

If you look up documentations on Serial Killer's, you'll see info where they had lover's or affection limited to a specific entity in their life (ie. family member, friend, pet, etc). They had someone in their life they deeply loved, protected or were incredibly gentle to--but, knowing that does not and should not override the way in which we interpret and understand the severity of their crimes, and the devastation those crimes brought to the lives of other human beings and/or the environment!

What make's a truly evil person is someone who IS capable of introspection, of external analysis, of empathy, of showing sympathy and compassion--it's someone who is capable of encouraging the best possible outcome for good--but is actively choosing not to perform it, because in their mind's their internal world is the only one that matters and has worth!

the word empathy is WIDELY misused, even in mental health spaces. 

empathy:

is responding to a person’s emotions by experiencing the same emotion as them (i.e. feeling sad when something sad happens to that person, or happy when something happy happens to that person.)

is an automatic response that cannot be controlled

cannot be learned

sympathy:

is recognizing that another person is in pain, even if you do not experience that pain, and offering comfort to that person

is something a person must actively choose to do

can be learned

compassion:

is showcasing care and support via words and actions

is something a person must actively choose to do

can be learned

if you need an example of a person with no empathy who practices sympathy and compassion, look no further than data from star trek: the next generation. he doesn’t have emotions at all, but he’s still kind to people and wants to help them.

stop telling people that they’re evil because they don’t experience empathy. stop equating empathy with morality. stop equating empathy with caring. stop saying that cruel people “lack empathy.” stop throwing neurodivergent and mentally ill people under the bus. 

[aeternumrex]

Blood Sources

There are many sources of blood, but not all are created equally, and depending on the vampire, not all may be viable. The fresher the blood, the longer it slakes thirst, and the more invigorated the vampire. Human blood is more beneficial than the blood of other animals. Every vampire is an individual with different needs in regards to intake and how long they can go between feedings depending on restraint and experience.

There are small animals such as mice, rats, lizards, snakes, and birds which could be caught. This, in itself, takes energy, and most vampires who rely solely on this method of slaking their thirst are often on the verge of ferality, and at risk of lashing out at larger targets, such as pets or even people.

The frugal vampire's choice is beef or pork blood from a butcher's shop. It can be bought in a decent amount and preserved in a fridge. This allows for several days worth of blood to be kept on hand, but the nature of the blood being from a deceased animal means it does not slake thirst for very long.

One could acquire blood from pets in a more controlled manner, such as blood draws, if one has the tools to do so and a pet which can provide enough blood while remaining healthy.

One could get blood from blood banks, although this is morally questionable, as the blood is supposed to be used for healing humans, not vampires. It would also require someone on the inside to get the blood, as blood is not simply handed out.

A less ethically-questionable method would be to get blood from the recently deceased. The blood of the deceased cannot legally be used for donation to living humans, so it is not taking away supply from those who need it. If one had someone working the morgue who could collect the blood as they drain the deceased, then there is human blood to be had. The freshness, amount, and quality of the blood varies widely.

Getting blood from living humans requires tact if one does not wish to arouse suspicion. The best choice is to have a willing donor, a consenting participant.

There is an entire subculture of people who are fascinated by vampires and believe vampires exist (whether they know vampires exist is a different story). They often find pleasure in drinking or sharing blood, if not in a sexual sense then in an intimacy and bonding sense.

There are also escorts, of which specific services can be requested, including hiring those with.. well, specific and relevant kinks.

Damon has employed each of these options at one time or another, minus having someone within the medical field to give him blood from donors or the deceased.

When starting out, he would find small animals such as lizards, chew them up to get the blood, then spit the bodies out. He is not proud of this behavior, but it felt necessary at the time when the thirst was new and overwhelming.

He buys veterinary medical equipment, including syringes and needles to get blood from his horse, Opal. Being such a large animal, Opal can provide a decent amount of blood without negative effects on her health as long as it is spaced out.

Any escorts he hires, he treats them with respect and pays well. He sets an appointment to invite one over to his house, cooks them a meal, and may talk plans and boundaries before getting down to business. Two needs met with one person. Most think Damon is just an eccentric vampire role-player. What they do not know will not hurt them--well, not without consent, anyway.

He is not opposed to drinking from friends, but has yet to ask, as he has not needed to. He also thinks asking someone he is personally attached to would feel.. strange. At least at first.

If he anticipates not being able to get a hold of fresh blood one way or another, he will buy beef or pork blood to hold himself over.

[poophissuperior]

Best Pet Gift Ideas for the Holidays in 2023, Like POOPH

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Engaging in an old fashioned game of tug of war with your dog is a great way to fulfill their need for physical exercise, regardless of whether you can go outside or not. This game also helps canines understand boundaries and rules, especially during their teething phase when they tend to nip. Playing tug of war can also be a valuable tool in teaching your dog the "drop it" command. Both puppies and adult dogs get to fulfill their natural instinct to tug, while preventing undesirable habits, like eating Daddy’s shoes.

3     Fetch Toys

If you are a dog owner, you’re most likely familiar with an obsession of playing fetch. No matter how many times you throw a ball, frisbee or plushie, dogs always come back for more. To satisfy their cravings, look for a tough rubber one that can withstand even the toughest chewing, and still be ready for another game. It should be lightweight and waterproof, making it perfect for playing in any environment, whether that’s in your house, on the grass or even in the snow.

4      Cat Tree

When it comes to felines, they almost always appreciate a nice cat tree. It's important to choose one that’s nice and tall (4 to 6 feet), with well-staggered platforms. This allows your pet to exercise by moving from one stage to another and gives them a quality stretch. Most buyers prefer ones that are covered in long-lasting durable carpet, rather than fleece or plain wood. It doesn’t hurt to look for cat trees that come with scratching posts and spacious perches for sleeping and playing. Don’t forget to use POOPH to deodorize your kitten’s cat trees every so often.

5      Cat Tunnel Bed 

If you're looking for a versatile toy for your furry friend, you may want to consider getting them a bed that doubles up as a play tunnel. It's purr-fect for pets that enjoy burrowing and hiding, providing them with a cozy space to take a nap or play around. Meanwhile, the added dangling toys at the entrance gives them something to keep them entertained. If you have two energetic kittens, they'll likely have a blast chasing each other through this multi-purpose toy.

Thankfully POOPH is here to help keep all of these toys nice, clean and STINK FREE! POOPH Odor and Stain Eliminator instantly fights off all organic smells and gets rid of unsightly blotches. Our Kitty Litter Odor Eliminator and Kitty Litter Box Saver are specially formulated for the unique stink that only comes from our feline friends and their funky litter boxes. And don’t forget our Pet Odor Eliminator Laundry Additive to freshen up your pet’s bed, blanket and toys.

[vtori73]

What I don't get is why people follow someone then just refuse to interact with anything you share or post, like... WHY bother? Why are you there?

Maybe I'm asking for too much but I hate it when people do that, at worst it makes me anxious because it makes me get paranoid and wonder why you're even HERE to begin with and at the very least just annoy/ticks me off. Someone who I used to have as a follower defended these types of people saying they don't use Tumblr to interact with others and just watch which I get to an extent but WHY is it that 99% of the time anyone who decides to follow ME is the type to NEVER interact with anything I share or post... make it make sense. Like, seriously because hardly anyone ever follows me I check out people who do try to follow me and normally these are people who use Tumblr the normal way, they share and post stuff regularly so... why follow me? Why? Do most people just follow people and never interact with them? What's the point of doing that though???

Like, I could share cute animals and they wouldn't interact, video game stuff, nothing, political stuff nada, personal stuff, oh you better believe they ignore that so like... why? Am I just a person people LOVE to ignore? It feels like this happens outside of social media too, I guess it's just me, I guess I'm just really boring or something or just THAT bad at using social media which... I don't know how that's possible I don't do anything THAT weird/different but I guess it is enough to make me uncool, boring, annoying or whatever to everyone else.

Maybe I take it too seriously but I like curating my experience here on Tumblr and for a while I let people who never interact follow like anyone else but I had enough one day and now I kick off new followers pretty quickly. Maybe I should give them time but tbf and honest... I don't give A SINGLE shit! And I'm allowed to, no one has a right to follow me, if I don't want you here, I'm allowed to fuckin kick you out of my space.

And, even for the few people who did interact with me, the few who actually seemed like friends they would eventually stop, had more important people come into their lives so they would eventually, pretty quickly, get tired of me and stop mostly interacting with me so I would leave and soft block them so they weren't following me anymore. Not necessarily malicious, there was one time in which I just felt we weren't compatible people anymore (politics basically), but regardless I would leave and maybe that hurts people but tbh why does it matter? They barely knew me, and maybe I do it too quickly now as a coping mechanism, reject people before they reject because that's all people ever do to me, I'm allowed that though, it's not like things are much different from back when I didn't do this sort of thing. And, maybe I also rationalize it at times, once one person seemed really happy with their new life so I exited because I didn't really seem like I fit into it and just figured they would still be happy with my presence/that I would mean much if I left/I wanted to give them space for their new life. But again, I was probably just rationalizing my actions. I just have grown tired of being rejected...

Also... these people were usually the ones who interacted with ME first, then like clockwork they would lose interest in me but for the people I interacted with first... they never seemed to want to be my friend. I respect that, I respect their boundaries but... I'm not going to sit here and lie that it doesn't hurt being rejected like that. Also no, I don't LITERALLY ask if we can be friends, I know that's not how that works.

...oh well, just time and time again God or faith or the universe or WHATEVER prove to me I'm only really meant for loneliness. At least I'm more used to it now.

[coolsharkpirate]

Did you really let your kid kill a kitten? Someone said she killed a kitten right before you went into the hospital, it sounded eerily similar to what someone else reportedly did. Why would you do that?

I have quite a few asks, this is the only one I'm gonna respond to right now because it deals with Bean.

Bean has not hurt let alone killed any cats. We have 5 cats currently, one of the fosters before I got sick turned into a fail. He has his vaccines and exam next Friday, when we will also talk about his neuter.

Keelin, Jerica, Lulach and Amelio are all just fine, happy, healthy, and actually all laying within sight right now. The youngest is on my lap actually.

If anyone is talking about a kitten I lost, the only one I have lost was Kingus, he was nearly 3 weeks old, but developed at the pace of a 2 week old. Eyes barely opened, and he had the kitty flu. Sadly it was at the same time I was getting sick, so I feel I failed him in giving him enough time and energy, because I wasn't able to.

Three days before my first hospitalization he passed away, the likely culprit was wasting disease. I fed him every 2 hours round the clock, put him in a high humidity container for 10-15 minutes before feedings to help clear his nose and eyes which would gunk up and seal within that time, even with medicine from the vet.

Bean was not allowed near him, he was far too little, and sick. He went in his sleep, which is the only thing I'd think even entertain as good in that scenario. I still feel I could have done more, but at this point it's too late.

The new kitten, Egìs, is thriving. He weaned easily, all the big cats love him, he sleeps with them, cuddles and plays, they all eat together, and he has become a solid part of the family.

Even when he was littler, Bean was gentle with him, she grew up with Mr. B who was a nightmare, and I think she was left with a healthy respect of cat's boundaries. We don't leave her with any cat under 4 months of age unsupervised, and all cats have ways to get away if necessary.

I have worked on teaching my daughter how to be nice to humans and animals, she is gentle with the cats, and even the chickens love her, she is also really good and gentle with the ferrets.

Hopefully that clears up what people seem to think is going on. I am sorry there isn't anything heinous going on, it's just something that happens with kittens sometimes.