#please advise me on this matter it is of great importance

[jessicas-pi]

guys I have a super totally hypothetical question. if cal kestis was a merman what color would his tail be

[sophieinwonderland]

Hi sophie (again) one really quick note, the reason i read through your ENTIRE blog is because my dissertation is on facetious disorders portrayed and influenced by social media and the likes of such- it is literally a 250 page document about people like you. It's literally a part of my research to read long-winded things like this and write about them. My livelihood revolves around this. I don't expect to see a Dr. before your name, but you can damn well expect to see it before mine.

The only reason I sent that ask and wrote a targeted post was to get a response from you. The only reason. Had some writers block lol, I needed some material 😅😅

Another note to add to the grooming part was not about LGBTQ or transgender people as I am both myself. Please do not take it as a jab to your gender identity, and I apologize if it came off that way. It was in no way meant to insult you in that regard.

First, thanks for clarifying about the use of grooming. I don't mean to suggest you did intend it as a remark about my gender identity.

But I do think it's important to note in a "you are not immune to propaganda" way. Because I think, consciously or unconsciously, anti-endos have adopted transphobic talking points.

I assume and hope that this is unconscious. That rather than looking at how conservatives have used these talking points to harm queer communities and going "yeah, we can use that talking point too with these people we don't like," this absorption and repetition of these talking points is happening on a subconscious level. In which case, I think it's important to understand where they've originated and what the history is behind them.

As well as what misusing these terms normalizes. Because repeating them does contribute to a culture that is okay with using "grooming" this way to associate people they don't like with child abusers.

Now, allow me to first commend you on starting work on your dissertation so early. Working on it at just 20 is quite impressive indeed.

Although I have to question the subject matter.

A factitious disorder is when somebody is faking a disorder or pretending to have a disorder. It seems strange that you would seek to use examples of people who do not actually have a disorder and are not claiming to.

Even if endogenic systems were lying, unless they're presenting themselves as having a disorder they weren't, they wouldn't qualify for criterion B.

If you do want to write about people who have plural experiences without having trauma or a disorder, you might want to actually read my studies and research page. I'm sure that you could find stuff there that could help you on your journey.

And if you plan on writing about tulpamancy, specifically, Dr. Samuel Veissiere's Variety of Tulpa Experiences is probably most useful in understanding the tulpamancy community and viewpoints on the practice.

I would also recommend Learning to Discern the Voices of Gods, Spirits, Tulpas, and the Dead, as it offers a great comparison between tulpamancy and other forms of non-pathological voice hearing.

I imagine that these studies are much more productive uses of your time than scrolling through over 11,000 Tumblr posts, and would look better as sources in your dissertation.

Finally, if you are committed to doing a dissertation on factitious disorder, I would highly advise learning how to spell factitious. Because it's not "facetious" disorders, and spelling it that way might look a bit awkward on your dissertation about factitious disorder.

[spiritualitygeek]

PAC | Your 2024 In A Nutshell

Disclaimer:

This pac is for entertainment purpose only. I am not liable for any actions or decisions taken or made based on the information presented in the reading. The interpretations and insights are subjective and open to individual perception. Please use your own judgment and intuition when applying the messages to your life or situation. Thank you!

Pile 1

Cards: 6oP rx, QoW, 2oC

With the Six of Pentacles in reverse here, I'm seeing your financial situation hitting rocky roads in 2024. You need to reassess your generosity or be cautious with resources. Refrain from spending or investing thoughtlessly. And most importantly, do not lend money. To anyone be it family or close friends.

Moreover, with the Queen of Wands I see you embodying a strong, charismatic energy, hinting at your ability to take charge and make bold decisions. This is particularly great if you're looking to move out or start a new venture. Or maybe start a new course? Degree? College?

I'm seeing you getting out of your comfort zone and taking charge for doing things that you've been scared till now. Most of y'all might be introvert or would turn 18 this year?

The Two of Cups here indicate deep connection, possibly in relationships or partnerships. Again, I'm seeing you start something new where you'd meet new people and collaborate with them. If you're a student, you'd enrol in college or if you're looking to start new business or anything for that matter. But in my humble opinion, you're gonna find your soulmate this year. It can be a best friend or lover? But you'd surely click with this person like nobody else.

To sum up, in 2024, you may encounter financial fluctuations, urging you to find a balance between giving and receiving. And so, it's highly advisable to approach any challenges with confidence and passion, embracing your leadership qualities. You may as well end up making meaningful connections which are going to last a lifetime. Be it professional or personal.

Stay attuned to your financial choices, ensuring fairness and caution. Embrace the Queen of Wands' boldness to overcome obstacles. Nurture connections, fostering collaborations that bring joy and fulfillment. Remember, balance and confident decisions will be your allies in shaping a rewarding 2024.

Pile 2

Cards: KoW, 6oS, 7oS

In 2024, you're likely to embrace the leadership qualities of the King of Wands, making your way through any situation with confidence. The Six of Swords points to a journey, both physical and metaphorical, indicating positive movement and growth.

However, be cautious of potential challenges or deceptive elements as the Seven of Swords are telling me there are people who are going to backstab you or feel jealous of your growth. When you're growing, and acing it all with confidence and grace, it's natural to attract envy of anyone. Be extra wise and careful with people you keep close. Not everyone has your best interest at heart.

In a nutshell, your year is likely to be a balance of bold decision-making, adaptability during transitions, and a discerning eye to avoid pitfalls. I must say, 2024 is gonna be your year pile 2. Fasten your seatbelts and get ready for the ride. You're gonna enjoy this one.

Although, it's advisable to trust your instincts always, in the face of your problems and in your connections. Sometimes it's important to keep your guards up against certain people. Regardless, you indeed have what it takes to overcome obstacles and lead yourself towards positive change.

Pile 3

Cards: KoS, 5oP, QoS

In 2024, you're advised by the King of Swords to approach challenges with logic and clear thinking. The year ahead requires you to use reasoning over emotions. Because situations would require it with the five of pentacles here. There may be temporary setbacks, a lot of rocky roads throughout the year, but nothing that can't be managed. You may feel often than once that it's too much. You can't bear it. Or that things never go as you wish. Well, they won't. If I'd be honest. This is why you need to stick to reasoning over emotions, to address financial or emotional concerns better. Just because things aren't going the way you want them, doesn't mean they're going to hit a dead end. There's always a door that leads to a better outcome than what you imagined or wished for. Just stop resisting the best by insisting for good. Because that'd lead you to settle for worse.

The Queen of Swords is here for you to guide you with her decisive and perceptive qualities to cut through any confusion and make informed choices. Take this message to your heart and make your mind right now. You won't give up. You won't complain. You will keep pushing! Because things will get better. And you will get the best if you stop resisting what universe has in bags for you.

Overall, be patient and practical in 2024. The year may not be your best year, but it'll indeed be a stepping stone to the best years ahead. Have faith! Don't be a quitter. Be a fighter.

You can overcome any obstacles with a combination of intellectual clarity and emotional resilience. Utilize your analytical skills, address challenges systematically, and make decisions with a discerning mind. Maintaining a sharp focus and clear communication with yourself will be essential in navigating the year successfully.

Thank you all for taking the time to read my pac. I hope the insights resonated with you and provided some guidance. If you found this helpful, I'd be grateful if you consider following me for more spiritual content and future tarot readings. Wishing you all love, light, and positivity on your journey! ✨

- With love, Snow ❄️

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[mitch-the-silly]

(Left under the Lucifer one-shot!)

AND I SHALL DELIVER!! Just had to think where I was taking this, but I think I'm satisfied with this part 2!! I absolutely adore throwing biblical canon into the Helluva verse. It rejuvenates me!

Had to put on "He Is" for this one. You know the Lucifer content gon' be good when I tune in to Ghost-

Lucifer and gn!Fallen Angel!reader

Scenario!

"Brother in Falling" Pt.2

Part 1

You stared at him as he spoke. It had been so long since you’d seen Lucifer. Matter of fact, you’d far forgotten what he was like. You didn’t really interact with him much during his time in Hevaen and it had been years since Heaven banished him. He seemed so… gentle. This was the “bringer of evil” that Heaven so warned you about. Drinking coffee, talking about his daughter and how he wanted to be more involved in her life. You felt lied to by heaven. He was just a guy, a nice one at that.

“What about you, you got anyone? Or had…?” He asked, hoping he wasn’t picking a any unhealed scars.

“Me? Well… I had a couple of friends, sir. But they turned their heads to me when I fell.” You replied, taking a sip from the coffee he’d made you. It was quite good if you said so yourself.

“Oh, you don’t have to call me that. I’m not really your sir… But uh… What did you do when you were in heaven?” He spoke, curiously posing query.

“I was just a measly guard at the court… Nothing too important… But you… you were The Moring Star! I mean, I owe you that respect. You were once God’s favorite.” You replied.

“Well, what can I say? I did what I could! Guess they thought I was too revolutionary for them, but joke’s on them! I’m not doing half as bad! Haha!” He laughed, somehow giving off the vibe that he was forcing himself to feel this way.

“They wasted your talent. You’re a great person, Lucifer.” You spoke sincerely.

“T-thank you… I… I haven’t heard that in some time…” He chuckled, oddly proud to have received that compliment.

“No problem!” You smiled softly.

“H-hey uh, I know I mentioned presenting you to my daughter, Charlie. But, There’s protocol in place in acase of another fallen angel. It’s just been… eons since someone else has fallen… I know I’m technically The Only One, but I was an archangel, they just undermined the six the followed me down here.” He explained, huffing at the end.

“Protocol? What do you mean by that?” You asked, lifting your guard just a little bit.

“Well, Uh… techinchally when a new angel falls, we need to hold a meeting because you’re uhh… a new powerful force in Hell. Even more than any naturally occurring being in any of the Seven Rings. We didn’t do it with Vaggie, because she was an exterminator, and they’re sort of at the bottom of the chain. When I found out she was a fallen angel, I just advised her not to point the weapon at everyone that crosses her path. Not like she actually stopped doing it, but eh, bureaucracy. Regardless, you’re a first choir angel, an uhh…” He stared at your form for a moment scanning for any sign on of what class you belonged to. Unable to tell, he blushes in embarrassment, feeling that he came off as weird for staring at you. “Sorry, uh, what class are you?” He asked, looking away in embarrassment.

“A Throne. I’m a throne… Or was…” You replied in a mumble.

“No no, it’s ok. You don’t have to deny it if you don’t want to. You can be whatever you want, I’m sure not gonna tell you anything, and I’m sure not gonna let anyone tell you anything.” He chuckled. “But yeah, You’ll find some of us have rejected or kept our respective titles as we’ve pleased. I mean, shit, I may not be in heaven, but I’m still a Seraph!” He laughed, giving you a sympathetic smile.

“Thank you, Lucifer.” You replied. You were already more welcome here than anywhere else in Heaven. It warmed your heart that you were somewhere where with beigs who appreciated you.

“Either way, you’re a Throne and that might throw off the power balance Hell has, considering that unlike sinners, you can go wherever you want in Hell and, shit… you’re more powerful than some of the Sins… But that’s besides the point! The point is, there’s a bureaucracy I have to follow when it comes to this. It’s just a brief meeting about uh… what was it again…? Uhh… well, your place in Hell and the denizens of your area… oh but all the rings are… full uh… welp! That’s what the meeting’s for! Just to uh, determine your place in the hierarchy.” Lucifer explained, giving you a weak smile. He wasn’t too sure in himself, and you could tell. Seemed like he was going through a rough patch.

“Right… uh… but hierarchy? I don’t… well, I’d be lying if I sad I didn’t wanna, but I don’t think I’m uh… suited to just be put into a leadership position in a hierarchy that has existed for eons and eons. Are you sure about this…?” You asked, clutching your coffee mug.

“Well, the meeting is to figure all of that out! You should bring that up when it happens.” He explained. “Excuse me, I have to make a couple of phone calls…” He added, letting out a small chuckle, getting up from the chair that he sat in. He walked off to a corner; you could hear all of his conversation anyway, but at least he made the effort to politely move to the side.

“Hey! Mammon! So, I’ve got some news! A new angel fell! Uh… We need to hold a meeting and- Yeah know your time is money, but unless you want me to really make you pay taxes as you should be doing, you’re gonna make this government work!… Yeah, Good to know you’re coming, I’ll text you the schedule when I get everyone on board. Yeah, bye to you too.” He sighed, hanging up, and dialing another number.

“Satan! Hey, so uh, I have some crazy news. A new angel fell, and we need a meeting as soon as possible. You’re busy? You missed the annual meeting earlier this year, you’re not missing out on this one! It’s an emergency, don’t make me threaten you like I did Mammon a minute ago…. No I’m not telling you which of the three Choirs they belonged to until we set foot in that meeting room…Good, I’ll get you the schedule when I have it. Yeah, yeah, you grumpy bastart.” He sighed.

You stared at him in confusion despite knowing exactly what he was doing. You knew he was invoking the other 7 Sins to the meeting. You simply sat there uncomfortably, sort of fidgeting with the mug. He noticed this, and before dialing, he walked towards you, giving you a gentle smile.

“Hey… It’s ok. If you think you’re being a burden, you’re not. This is a grand occasion! Charlie, went and stirred up Heaven. You being here is a victory for a new and better world!” He reassured you, continuing the dialing of the next phone call.

“Hey! Ozzie! Yeah, I know I rarely call you anymore, but guess what?” He began.

You couldn’t help but wonder what everyone else had become. You’d seen these seven virtuous angels fall and become the Seven Sins. Of course, they were all driven by their own desire to pursue their respective sins, but it seemed Lucifer’s pride was more on his work. He didn’t seem to have bad intentions either way…

“Yeah yeah, thanks Ozzie, you’re great! Bye!” Lucifer smiled as he hung up. “He’s the only one who never misses out on meetings. The real problem is getting Beelphegor to attend… He is the sin of Sloth…” He joked at you, looking for the next number to dial.

You continued to drink your coffee thinking of what was to come. When Lucifer was done with all the phone calls, he turned to you. “So, I haven’t given them a meeting time, but I’d rather give you some time to adjust. Uhh, in two days sounds fine?” He asked, ready to put it in his calendar.

“Oh, uh, s-sure…” You replied, brushing the feathers on your wings. Wincing at the broken appendages.

Lucifer gave you a slight look, frowning at the sight of your small show of pain. “Hey, if you wanna, I can take you to the hotel now. You need some rest…” He suggested, putting his phone in his pocket.

You nodded gently, “You must be annoyed with me saying thank you, but… You’ve been nothing but kind to me since I got here… And I… put a hole through your roof…” You sighed, pouting in a bit of frustration towards yourself.

“I already said you’re not a burden… Plus, us fallen angels have to look after each other.” He smiled.

It wasn’t long until you two arrived at the hotel. He refused to fly and show himself publicly (not to mention you couldn’t fly anyway.), so the limo it was. The car ride was full of chit-chat between the both of you. A warm feeling overwhelmed you as you spoke to him. You hadn’t spoken to someone this genuine in a long time. Perhaps being sent here was the best thing that happened to you…

[chemblrish]

hii how are you? I'm currently studying inorganic chem, mainly coordination compounds but it's proving difficult. I'm unable to fully grasp what's going on. Can you please advise me on coordination compounds and inorganic chem in general? thank you!!

Hi!

Inorganic coordination chem is part of my thesis, you've come to the right place :) Also, I'm going to make this a university-level thing - I didn't study coordination chem in school, so I'm assuming that's the level you expect - but if you actually need advice on studying high school inorganic chem, please let me know!

First, a textbook rec: I studied off Cotton's Basic inorganic chemistry a lot and I liked it. My professor recommended Atkins' Inorganic chemistry too; I admit I didn't use it that much bc I also had some Polish textbooks I found very helpful, but from what I did see, it seemed very comprehensive and in-depth - so if Cotton isn't enough, Atkins might be better for you.

Inorganic chem

orbitals matter: I think it's important to grasp orbitals and hybridization before going any further. This stuff keeps coming up again and again, so if you find yourself struggling with understanding concepts in inorganic chem, I'd suggest making sure you understand atomic and molecular orbitals first.

periodic table trends: please don't memorize them. Please. Understand them. There's a reason why, for example, atomic radii decrease within periods even though both electrons and protons are added as you move to the right (the screening effect - and again, orbitals!). Once more, I liked the way it was explained in Cotton's textbook.

I found flashcards very helpful for studying the properties of the elements and their compounds as that's mostly memorization. Same for HSAB, really.

if your inorganic chem course covers elements of group theory too, here is a website my thesis supervisor told me about :) I think it's pretty great. If you're digging really, really deep into it, Cotton has a whole textbook on group theory in chemistry (Chemical Applications of Group Theory), but I doubt you'd need it for a basic inorganic chem course.

I've also answered an ask on studying chemistry in general - perhaps you'll find it useful too.

Coordination chem

surprise, surprise: ✨ orbitals ✨. Once more, to understand what's going on with coordination compounds, first you need to understand the molecular orbital theory well.

metals oftentimes have a preference for a specific coordination number. Frequently, a whole group will have a preference for the same CN (group 7 ions, for example, prefer CN = 6). That doesn't mean other CNs don't exist, but knowing there's a pattern can be helpful while studying.

coordination numbers aren't totally random. The rules may not be strict and foolproof, but again, there's a general pattern that's worth keeping in mind: bigger ion usually = higher CN (duh?), CNs are usually even (and we still don't really know why that's so! Although it may have to do with geometry and symmetry) and sometimes depend on the charge of the ligand.

crystal field theory. Okay so CFT is really cool, but I see how it can be super confusing too. I'm not sure how deep you have to dig into this stuff for your course, so apologies if I go a little overboard 😅 My advise for studying it would be:

try to visualize the given complex, actually see the position of the ligands in relation to the orbitals

remember: it's all about lowering the energy. That's the core of CFT. Pauli's exclusion principle always, always stands, but CFT tells us coordination compounds are systems that "want to" have the lowest possible energy so bad they'll sometimes break Hund's rule to obtain it

keep in mind CFT is only a model. Some parts of it may not make any sense to you (like the fact it treats all metal - ligand bonds as purely ionic). It just so happens that despite its many simplifications that are obviously not true, CFT still accurately describes many complex compounds

I've had an ask on studying nomenclature, too.

again, I don't know how complex (pun not intended) you need my tips to get, so if you have any specific questions, feel free to hmu :) I'll try my best to explain

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

Hi Cal 😁😁😁😁 may I request a few sentences please? 🙏🙏

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🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨

📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚

🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸

🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮

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SO EXCITED TO READ YOUR WORDS AS ALWAYS 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

HELL YEAH I LOVE A CHALLENGE.

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The only complication was the lack of his memories. The way it made Eddie feel that perhaps Buck wasn’t Buck. But he is. And that person is impossible not to love. 

That word settles over Eddie with more ease than he might have expected. Love. He’s in love with Buck. It’s not just attraction or infatuation. It’s not just good sex and good dates and good conversations. He loves him. He wants a future with him, where neither of them are lonely. 

Maddie seems to read Eddie’s thoughts, judging by the knowing smile on her face. 

“As I suspected. You’re good for him.” She winks. “Plus, Christopher is delightful.”

“Thank you,” Eddie smiles back. “I’m lucky, he’s a good kid. And, Genevieve is great, too. She was confident as hell calling my work and asking around until she got me.”

“She’s really come out of her shell here,’ Maddie nods. “Just like my brother, I guess.’

Like Eddie, too, he supposes. 

He doesn’t get to say so, though, because Buck comes back through the door, balancing three wine glasses in his hands like a practiced bartender. 

“Whatcha talking about?” He asks, passing Maddie hers first, then moving to sit next to Eddie.

“You, obviously,” Maddie teases.

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@steadfastsaturnsrings

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Letting Chris think this was nothing more than a dream is dishonest and he hates lying to his son. And yet, thinking about this from a harm reduction standpoint, saying, actually, no, all of that happened and was horrifically upsetting doesn’t seem like a better parenting decision. So Eddie doesn’t contradict Christopher’s completely rational explanation for what he remembers. 

“Yeah, it was. Are you having a fun weekend hanging out with Buck?” 

Right. Because Chris actually thinks Eddie is with Buck, getting over his breakup with Marisol. Because he definitely didn’t tell him the truth about that, either. He couldn’t say it to himself, so he hadn’t figured out how to say it to Chris. He wants to spill right here, on the phone, but that might also be a mistake. He should probably explain it all face-to-face. 

“Uh, yeah,” Eddie replies. “You know, he and I… Well, we’re talking about some big stuff. Stuff that I’m going to talk to you about when I’m home.”

“Okay,” Christopher responds, not sounding too bothered or too interested. Well, at least he’s not worried. “Say hi to Buck for me, then?” 

“You got it,” Eddie promises.

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Eddie smiles softly. “Yeah, I think so too.”

“So, turn down the stress a bit, Eddie,” Bobby advises. “He’s going to be okay. Maybe you can try to enjoy the festivities, too.”

Eddie sighs. “Don’t expect me to be nice to them.’

Bobby smirks, just a little. “I don’t expect me to be nice to them.”

Then they’re at an understanding, Eddie realizes. Who Margaret and Phillip Buckley are, to someone they both love so entirely and without reservation, is abhorrent to them. Eddie wonders, for Bobby, having lost his children, how agonizing it must be to watch others treat their own as disposable. 

“That being said,” Eddie relents. “I think I’ll go refill my drink, and grab him a new one.”

He doesn’t have to wait around for Buck like a security detail. He can let his guard down, just a little. 

“Good idea,” Bobby smiles. 

Eddie stands. “Okay, be back.” As he crosses the yard to the cooler of drinks, Eddie fails to notice a tactical response to his own - maybe overdone - guard dog behavior. Rather than cornering Buck, the Buckleys corner him.

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That’s the answer, isn’t it? He realizes it with a crash of disappointment. There will be no more boundaries crossed between them this morning. Eddie can’t answer that need until the more important matter is settled. He has work to do.

Hating himself just a tiny bit, Eddie slowly untangles his body from Buck’s. His sore body complains at the movement. As he begins to pull away, Buck makes a small moan of complaint, and clings a bit tighter. It takes everything in Eddie not to fold right then and there. But Eddie persists, slipping away from Buck, grabbing his phone off the nightstand, and disappearing to the bathroom. 

Eddie takes a long shower. Longer than he would usually take. A water-wasting-ly long shower. He takes care of what he needs to take care of if he is going to have any ability to think today. Even then, his intellectual capacity is probably a little reduced. It’s been a very long time since he’s had sex and he woke up next to his literal dream man. Sue him for being flustered. 

When he’s done in the shower, Eddie spends a good minute looking at his naked body in the mirror. Not for any sort of vanity. Rather, because he looks absolutely beaten. He’s bruised and scraped all over. Places he hadn’t even realized he’d been hurt. Dark, hideous welts from falling and having the earth rain down on him. God, maybe it’s a good thing he didn’t throw himself at Buck this morning. 

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“Hey, speaking of which, I hear fire companies are kind of like a big family. Is that true?” 

Ravi’s stomach drops. He lifts his head to meet his brother’s eyes. Anil is watching for this exact reaction. He knows exactly what he’s saying and exactly how Ravi will take it. He knows exactly what he’s threatening. He always does this. He can’t just let Ravi have anything. Ravi is out of his life, not bothering him at all. What must he need or want to come into Ravi’s home and threaten his stability? Or is it still so abhorrent to Anil that anybody would want Ravi around? 

“It becomes true,” Bobby answers. “In some stations more than others.”

“This one?” Anil asks.

“Yes,” Buck replies tightly. “We’re a family.”

“So you all know a lot about each other?” Anil asks.

Ravi’s throat tightens. 

This can’t be happening. This really can’t be happening. 

“What are you trying to ask?” Eddie narrows his eyes.

“Anil, I’m sure you came to speak with Ravi alone,” Hen interjects. “Not  to be rude, but-”

“We all have station chores to do,” Bobby agrees. 

Buck looks at Ravi very intensely. Like he’s waiting for Ravi’s opinion to chime in. Ravi won’t meet his eyes.

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“You see your guy?” Kurt asks, flipping through grainy images of strangers who happened to pass by his houseboat. None of them look like Eddie.

Sophia shakes her head. “No. I don’t.”

“You know this would be a heck of a lot easier if you left me with a photo of him,” Kurt points out as he continues to click. 

Buck bristles at the thought.

“Aw, Kurt, you know why we can’t,” Sophia says gently.

“Yeah, but you can trust me, Sophie,” he protests. “I’d never do you dirty.”

Yes. He would. If the price was right. He’s made a career of opportunism in the midst of crisis. 

“I know that,” Sophia says, squeezing his arm. “But what if you got raided, huh? I don’t want photos of him anywhere.”

They’ve not shown a single person Eddie’s picture.

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“Okay,” Maddie says quickly. “What are these dogs trained to do?”

“I don’t exactly know,” Buck admits. “They want me to meet with the trainer.”

Maddie nods. “Well, I think you should. And here me out, okay?” 

“Okay,” Buck sighs. He takes a hefty sip of beer as compensation. 

“Two nights ago, by the time you got home from work, you were too sore to get up and cross the room to grab the remote.” Maddie says. “Using your prosthetic all day wears on you.”

Well… That’s true.

“I’m still getting used to it,” Buck protests. Which is also true. 

“A week ago, you dropped your keys at a certain angle to your left, and struggled to bend over and grab them.” Maddie continues.

“Well, yeah. Okay. I still have some limitations, but won’t having a dog around be more work?” 

Buck has seen the kind of breeds they use in service work. Labs. Goldens. Collies. Shepherds. Poodles. Active, upbeat dogs. Not like a mellow giant or something. 

“And I think you’re lonely,” Maddie adds, holding firm eye contact. 

Buck feels cold. 

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“Buck.” Bobby exhales. 

“Uh, hi, Bobby.” Buck replies, a little too quickly. Like he’s trying to speed through an uncomfortable interaction.

“How’re you doing?” Bobby asks.

Because he misses him. He misses him so badly. He misses him more than the others, though he would never say it. He can’t subside on sad little updates from Eddie. He can’t continue to throw small, not very subtle questions Chim’s way. He needs to know. From the horse’s mouth, as it were. 

Buck’s mouth twists with what Bobby knows is frustration. He sighs as he shrugs. 

“I’m fine, Bobby.”

But that doesn’t seem like the truth.

“Are you?” Bobby asks. 

Buck’s mouth twitches. “It’s whatever.”

He sounds like May or Harry. 

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I WANT YOU TO KNOW THIS WAS OVER 1500 WORDS

[lotus02lavish]

Kinda worried that u didn't get my request cuz I got a notif Abt it and it was soon deleted I think, I'll just send it here again lmao Ivor and how he acts around his crush in case you didn't get it hh

[ Hello, hello! I apologize that your previous ask is suddenly disappearing after an error 😭 ]

➳ Minecraft Story Mode (MCSM) // Ivor Season 1 (Adventure Pass) and 2 (Ninja!) // Headcanons // Romantic! ✍🏻

{A Whole New World With You and Me}

《 Crush! Ivor x Gn! Reader 》

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"Long live my Lava House! Long live lava!"

Weirdly, Ivor acts shy, nervous, becomes the softest bitch, as well more excited than he usually feels when his crush is near him. Although Jesse had given him the tips to stay cool and not be entirely himself, this eccentric man is Impossible to avoid having those manners.

"My friend, Jesse. I have a crush on someone. HOW DO I GET RID OF IT?"

"Do you mean by stop liking this person or make that fellow go away permanently?"

"Yes." 😃

In the event that you are not around him, Ivor speaks of how stunning and magnificent you are to Jesse and over again until he is out of breath to explain.

There are three choices available for Jesse to interrupt Ivor so he stays quiet and would not continue ranting forever and ever:

1.꒱ Teasing him that he has a crush on you =

"Awww, Ivor. Just admit it, you have a crush on [Name]! You really like them."

"Shut up! I don't know what you're talking about. And What do you mean I have a crush on [NAME]?! That's nonsense!"

2.꒱ Encourage him confessed his love to you =

"C'mon, Ivor! I know you can say to [Name] that you love them very much. After all, you've also explained a long paragraph about [Name] for hours."

Ivor sighed, "I don't want [Name] and I feeling uncomfortable with each other."

3.꒱ Make him feel panic when you are around =

Jesse called out your name, "IVOR HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!"

"NO, JESSE, WAIT! OOOOH, NOOOOOOOOOO-"

It is obvious to understand that Ivor is a man who will never admit his feelings to anyone and still be caring. Despite a million butterflies flying inside Ivor while wondering if all of the romance matter seeing you makes sense to him, he is getting closer to obtaining despair by free any day now.

No matter what you need help from Ivor, he sincerely helps you with no complaints. Let me do it for u 🎹 Didn't I do it for u? For instance: Teaching you how to create potions, showing the proper and perfect tutorials to build a lava house and bridge, etc other important lessons. Both of you are literally lab partners in crime. >:3

If anyone mocks or belittles you, Ivor will defend you and use his words to repay those mean bullies sadistically. Their reactions are gasping or crying. This is his natural weapon of pride to use as a poet.

【 "There will come a poet Whose weapon is His word He will slay you with His tongue Oh lei, oh lai, oh, Lord." 】

When you need to get the stories out of your mind and chest about what happened (gossip, trauma, and normal chit-chat), Ivor does not mind hearing you out and giving sassy or sarcastic yet wise advises.

"Ivor, you're the only one who understands me."

"Yeah, but it doesn't mean I care."

You have the ability to reduce Ivor's grumpiness and keep him calm, preventing him from continuing to yell even louder at everyone he sees.

Ivor does not ever stop his goofy behavior since he knows it makes you laugh and smile to cure your sadness.

If you ever catch Ivor in bridal style to prevent him from falling to the solid ground and you told this crazy man that his weight is light as a feather, he will giggle uncontrollably to himself like a schoolgirl.

From that moment forward, Ivor finds plenty of excuses in a dramatic way that he tells you to hold him in your arms again:

↳ "Oh, I don't race so much anymore. Bad, heh, bad knees. Sweet [Name], could you save me and take me to that faraway place, pretty please!"

↳ "Oh great, a run for my life. Just what I was hoping for! Not that I completely need [Name] to carry me from this life-and-death situation."

Ivor feels very embarrassed when you see him not wearing his 'adventuring' clothes.

"Don't look at me with those eyes!" Thereafter, his friends (Bombastic & Criminal offensive) side-eyed him and let him know with a visible sign that his words bothered you. "What I meant to say was," Ivor clears his throat as he twirls his hair, "are you staring at me because my outfit breathes wonderfully?"

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"I’m a ninja now. You’d be surprised just how deadly I can be."

【[《{(꒰< Warning topic: Yandere behavior! >꒱)}》]】

Ivor has a hobby of sending you daily poems, words of admiration, your favorite flower(s), love letters, and stories about how he's been doing lately at your doorstep or mailbox without writing his name. However, the lapis lazuli inside the mail is a hint, giving away his secret identity easily and without a doubt.

Master Shadow has taught Ivor to focus and clear his mind on doing endless housework for the rest of his time as a ninja in training and not get distracted by thinking about you every day and night.

Ivor thought his 'crush' phase had finally faded elsewhere. Except for the moment you hug him tightly and say, out of the blue: "I miss seeing you each day so dearly, beloved dork." Yep, you shoot the Ninja with the bang-bang to the heart once again, causing his head to explode into red color.

In the past, Ivor used to gaze for a long time at you when you were not looking and refused to admit he was smiling at you, which he turned away and blushed. At present, Ivor is caught 4k staring at you with a helpless smile that puts him in a trance. He does not deny it this time. <3

These days, Ivor habitually keeps his distance from you and plays hard to get, the suggestion by Petra that he should give it a try to keep in ninja (mysterious and quiet) character for gaining more attention from you. Afterward, the masked hero does not continue to act like that anymore when he realizes you are confused and guilty.

"I hope you can forgive me if I did and say something that hurt your feelings."

"It's nothing you should worry about, really! This is supposed to be my responsibility to offer an apology to you. I was not at my best self."

The deadly intrusive thoughts in Ivor's head submit to reality, and jealousy strikes the best of him when he spots someone else having a crush, flirting, or even hurting you; he is calling dibs and keeping the inventory first to himself when the corpse is *POOF*!

If you want Ivor to train with you and make him fight like a man, he is reconsidering sparring so as to not hurt you in the process.

Sometimes, Ivor is creepy in the fact he spies/stalks on you to keep you safe and sound. The Ninja often uses the long-lasting potion of invisibility while casually walking or running beside you. At the time you notice him and ask: "Why, when, what, and how are you here?", he informs you: "Like I don't have anything better to do than spying on you. Wait, I actually don't. 😳 SMOKE BOMB!" Then, he fails miserably to disappear from out of your sight, "You didn't hear anything from me. Got it? I'm not here anymore."

One fateful day, Ivor is no longer a ninja, and before it is too late, Ivor will finally have the courage to communicate with you and he reveal his secret: that he thinks of you as more than just a friend in terms romantic feelings, also inviting you to go on random adventures with him and help him in his efforts to mend the divide among his old friends.

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For real that Lukas would write fanfiction about Ivor as a TSUNDERE and YANDERE man, and you are his beloved senpai. This blond boy's work of the story is classified and never will be read aloud to the public.

Lukas wins the bet that Ivor in the end confessing his love to you and you accept his feelings; Petra owes the Ocelot boy four iron.

Petra does not know what is the reason you also love someone like Ivor, of all the single individuals than can be chosen in the world? You definitely have a weird taste in people.

"Because he makes me laugh." You replied.

The warrior rolled her eyes and groaned, "No kidding, and sure, that's what all of them who like Ivor would say." 😒

"Okay, you got me there. 😔🎹 But, that is not a crime."

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despair - leo.

"I've lost my cool, I'm not sure how to act

Not even sure how I can keep my pride intact

Well, I don't know if this is it, but can't you see?

No, I'm not falling for you, so please have mercy on me."

[etherealwanderings]

Please, list those blatant Byler proofs. I need to convince my friend.

let me first give you some advise. If you need to convice your friend that byler is endgame, don't talk about Mike looking at Will's lips or about the Tarzan song that is played during byler's ROM fight cause those things can only be accepted if the person believes in byler endgame at least a little bit. Also avoid mentionning the fact that the Duffers wouldn't have made Will fall in love with Mike just for him to be rejected cause straight people won't eat that since there are literally many examples of unrequired love in straight stories so why would it be different for queer stories?

Here are the stuffs that are blatantly obvious:

1- During the scene where Mike was standing in front of a vending machine, he wanted a specific snack: rainbow Skittles (interesting, right?). But if you notice closely, El gave him all the snacks except the one Mike really wanted, which indirectly means that El cannot provide Mike with what he truly desires in everyday life (it's not negative! it's just that they are not compatible).

2- Mike is unable to behave normally with Will when El is around. As soon as El leaves, he starts to get closer to Will again and adopts the gentle tone he often uses when confiding in Will! To me, you can't change your behavior with someone without reason!

3- Stancy and Mileven are the only two duos who needed an "I love you" to prove their love to each other! They are also the only two duos whose Duffers have strongly emphasized why they broke up, whereas, for example, we know that Lumax often argue but the Duffers never tell us why. They don't focus on their breakup but rather on their reconciliation. The reason for focusing on Mike and El's breakups, therefore, has significance. The Duffers want to show us that they only break up over trivial matters and that El can be completely happy without Mike.

4- The final scene at the end of the last season is very important. We see that all the endgame couples (even Lumax) are together, but who isn't? Mileven. Also, you can see that, on the other hand, Byler is the only "friends" duo that are paired up and conveniently placed at the center of the landscape. This clearly shows that Byler will have great significance in season 5 and they won't just remain friends.

5- Mike's monologue is the only touching moment in all of Stranger Things where the Duffers focused more on the reactions of others than on the main characters themselves! Why did the Duffers prefer to show us Jonathan's face (angry with Mike) and Will (who looked the worst) rather than just showing Mike and El? And why, while Mike was giving his monologue, did El need to think of Max to increase her strength? So, Mike's monologue wasn't enough to help her! As luck would have it, the flashback of Max and El that we have is: "We don't need those stupid boys." Really, El? After he gave you that monologue, you're thinking about that? This clearly suggests that either El didn't care about what Mike was saying or she doesn't completely believe what Mike is saying. There are no other explanations. She can't want to hear "I love you" from Mike and then, when she gets what she wants, pretend she doesn't care and think to herself, "I don't need those stupid boys."

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Can you do general Hcs for kaato higashikata

Something about her just sets off Yandere bells for me. Jobin is on a similar level too. Gonna be honest the whole Higashikata family can be crazy in their own ways when Yandere. I’m glad to finally put out headcanons for her, ideas just kept popping up in my head. Part 8 still has a big need for more Yandere content. Kaato is a great example of strong ladies are dangerous when Yandere of course.

Yandere! Kaato Higashikata

Kaato Higashikata is a woman without any regrets, so please understand that anything she does is out of love. There’s no line she won’t cross if it’s for family or a lover.

She learns all and any habits or quirks you have dangerously quick. There’s things you haven’t told her directly that she had seemed to deduce on her own. She waives this off, it’s for your own good whether you’re a new lover or one of her children.

Forget about trying to back out of a relationship, she won’t let you. Is there something wrong? She can fix it, just don’t believe you can fold her like wet paper however. So delete that other contact you were thinking about meeting for a date and stick with her. Or if you’re dating one of her children she won’t let you back out of that either.

If she has suspicion someone is advising to keep away from her because of her reputation believe her she’ll take care of it. Somehow finding a way to sabotage or harm them in some way they stop talking to you. They don’t know what she had to go through to get here.

Kaato does simple things like taking a few important items (like your phone, or car keys). She views confiscating these things as being for your own good. (If you miss a date or something she doesn’t personally see beneficial to your happiness) She’ll hide these items with Space Trucking and eventually has them pop up later.

oh no you’re upset? Let her make you your favorite dish you’ve always loved. Made perfect to your specifications and substitutions.

Even if you do mostly anything (chores, or your own errands) on your own. Kaato always manages to worm her way into everything. She’ll basically figure out everything you do to memorize your schedule, so if something is slightly off about it. She’s concerned, out of great love for you. Creepily enough she figures out clothes you coordinate for things like dates, which you’re the most fond of and keeps inventory of it.

She’s not afraid to hide away most of your wardrobe either if she’s almost certain it has to deal with outside romantic involvement. Or trash gifts she knows wasn’t from her (or her approved children for dating you). If you really like what they got you, she’ll make/buy what you need in a heartbeat.

Forget trying to run to Norisuke for everything, she knows the two of you aren’t stupid. No,no she’s not overbearing at all, she won’t hear it from Norisuke. When you say it her heart melts, she’ll make this work no matter how many times she might be told she’s insane. Honestly she brushes that bit off, she won’t change in the slightest. You should definitely be coming to her the most for your problems however.

Eventually your phone mysteriously goes missing in action and found one day obliterated. she’s the one that gets you a new one even before you can say one word to her ex husband. She insists you use that one and only put in the appropriate contacts she approves of in it. (She will only not mind having someone else in the family buy you a phone as long as they’re Yandere/dating you)

A big thing she will do is cover for you if you do something unethical, Kaato will absolutely defend you to the ends of the earth and won’t take any suggestions from anyone that you don’t act like an angel.

For a little Yandere domestic stuff, she’ll absolutely fawn over you if you let her spiff up your appearance either for a date with her (it’s okay you don’t need to surprise her). Or a date with one of her children.

Extra dangerous if she is Yandere for you and another member of the Higashikata family is Yandere for you. She picks up on these things quick. (she won’t hesitate to help them out as a mother)

[min0uet]

wait if you started playing isat what do you think of it ? :O im considering playing it but i need an opinion 🙂‍↕️👍

i'm not that far in so take all opinions with a grain of salt ok 👍

gameplay wise very good so far i think. all combat is based on rock paper scissors which is funny but also makes things really easy to remember. also despite the pitfalls of timeloop gameplay, a bunch of different systems are set up to prevent you from going crazy trying to remember what you haven't done this time or where that one key was etc. story wise again i'm not that far in but up to this point it's been pretty intriguing i think. i love the worldbuilding we've gotten so far and i love my party members. there's smth wrong with these people and by god i'll get to the bottom of it no matter how many times i have to die

ok now this is a super personal min thing so your mileage may vary, but a few recent video games i've played have had characters talk in a very specific "the writers have tumblr accounts for sure" type of way that for SOME reason annoys me. there's nothing really wrong with it, it just rubs me the wrong way and it turns me off from wanting to keep playing although i could not tell you why. [sample type dialogue: "i'm being bullied by a preteen? please advise?"]

not going to name what those other games are since they were all really well liked on tumblr, but anyway; the reason i bring this up is because ISAT also does this but for some weird reason it actually doesn't annoy me this time! the characters all feel like real people to me which was always the main problem with the dialogue, and i'm genuinely excited to find out more about them and save us all from a horrible death. also they're all transgender.

TL:DR the whole time i was out at a concert this evening i was just thinkin about getting home and loading the game up again. probably the best min recommendation you can get since i have a chronic problem with continuing and finishing video games. isat is on sale on steam for 20% off rn so yeah i'd grab it

EDIT: and the soundtrack is great imo. very important considering how long you have to listen to these songs while you run around

[chaosteddybear]

For Mix give us: Eros 2, Agape 1 and 5 please! 😁 And for Sasli give us: Ludus 5, Philautia 1 and 4 👀❤️

Squeee, thank you! And holy fuck, the questions you chose 😳🫣

Mix

Eros 2: How important is sex to them in a relationship? Do they see it as something essential to their happiness? Would they be able to remain in a monogamous relationship with someone they loved without sex?

You're really putting him on the spot!!!! OK, fine, I'll answer...

For Mix, sex is a crucial way to feel close to his partner. To him, it's a great way to communicate love, appreciation, need, want, value, reverence, intimatacy, trust, etc...as well as to share more situational emotions such as appreciation, longing, even anger. And he needs these things. He is very very very needy, and very very emotional about it.

The question says monogamous so I assume that by that they mean his partner isn't getting it elsewhere and neither can he. Which is a relief because if they were getting it elsewhere but not with him, then no, he couldn't handle that at all no matter what. But it's also tough for him due to his willingness/interest to fuck his friends as a way to share feelings of friendly love too - which he is happy and even ecstatic to stop doing while in a romantic partnership, but it would feel a bit odd of a rule if his partner didn't want to have sex with him themself... He may want to hear an explanation for that tbh.

However, Mix would be willing to be in a monogamous relationship without sex, yes, of course of course of course. But it would be a sacrifice for him - just like any other that he would be willing to make for the right person. What's more of a sacrifice for Mix is not being with the person who consumes his every waking thought. But beware, he will be even more needy in other ways, if such a thing is possible 😂 It might drive him a little (more) crazy if his emotional needs aren't met in other ways.

Me? I wouldn't advise it. As if he would listen to me.

Agape 1: Answered here, short answer YES

Agape 5: Does your OC find it easy to empathise with their enemies? Or do they see it as important to dehumanise them in order to combat them with sufficient determination?

Oh boy. Both? Both. Both!

So, when he first meets someone, he will evaluate them as either a foe, someone to get to know better before deciding, or a friend. Usually the second of the three options. And that's where the empathy comes in. He will try to get to know them and understand their motivations and their reasons for them. There's no reason not to! He is very stubborn and self assured. So he grants himself the pleasure of curiosity. And if he finds that there's a way to neutralize the threat without punishing the person, he absolutely will. He loves compromises, arguments, all of that.

However, if someone entered his life already trying to kill or hurt one of his pack - they skip past the empathy phase, yes, and go right to foe. Dude is acting on instinct if his hand is forced, and will protect those he loves. At all costs.

Just as rarely, sometimes they go right to being a friend. Perhaps if they're important to a pack mate and he's already heard enough about them to deem them safe and not a threat to them or the others, then of course they go straight into the pack themself once he meets them.

Sasli

Ludus 5: What seduction techniques are most likely to be effective when it comes to your OC? Are there some things guaranteed to get them going? Or are they immune to such things?

She is absolutely immune to showing off. Seriously, don't try to win her over, it won't affect her decision and may even hurt your chances if it's love you're looking for. I struggle to think of any type of seduction that would work, to be honest. I think only accidental things.

Having things or people you care about, even if you won't admit it. Distancing yourself from everyone else, because it'll force her to notice you and wonder why you're doing that, man. She may or may not like the reason, at the end of the day, though. Baffling her, making her think about you more and try to pick you apart. Doing the things she has deep urges to do too but won't let herself. Vulnerability, especially if you're trying to hide it, especially if you're bad at it (at least in her eyes). Living a life on your own that is appealing to her and she would like to join. Keep her on the edge.

However, if you're just looking for something short, flirting will work! Just make your interest known and ask 😂 she doesn't pursue when it comes to this - only for love. Mostly because she doesn't have to, so why bother? If you want your chance, just get in line and make yourself known. And teach her things! Also - casual doesn't negate the opportunity to become more later, so if you find yourself failing at the other things, try casual first then build the rest from there? Maybe it'll work?

If your next question is, well which did Mix do and why didn't it work? Well. He didn't try to seduce her at all. He just plain cares about and loves her. He did do some of the effortless things that will accidentally seduce her, but there's more to it than seduction. At the end of the day, he's just a friend. Doing all these things "right" will not guarantee anything. Afterall, there's more to who a person is than how they seduce! And Mix ain't it for her. I promise. Neither is the devil...

Philautia 1: Does your OC have a healthy sense of their own worth and value? Or do they see themselves as failing to live up to their original potential? Perhaps they are convinced of their own sinful or inadequate nature?

She isn't bothered with potential. However, she does think she can bring value. Mostly by acting a certain way.. You know, the way that makes everyone melt.

But yes of course she is always struggling with her "sinful" nature 😭😭 she's a tiefling and struggling to find balance in that, learning about her history (well, as much as possible) and trying to understand how she fits in the world, if at all.

She really finds her footing in hell, feeling so free in the HoH.

Conversely, she finds her footing in her relationship too... Being with someone who actually fans her flames? Letting loose and they actually like it? It fucking helps. Especially when it's someone she cares about and loves, and they actually like it when she's being who she is. Maybe it even helps? Maybe she can be proud of herself?

Philautia 4: Which of your OC's qualities makes them the most proud? Do they think more people should be like them in this regard? Or do they quite like being rare in possessing it?

PROUD? SASLI? Ummmmmm. UMMMMMM. Proud? Proud?

I guess her body! She gets enough attention because of it that it's hard to ignore. It's what people compliment her about the most, want her for the most, so even she can't avoid being proud of it!

Which is very ironic because she's a tiefling and it's her body that makes people villify her. How strange it must be for her to be wanted but not in a way that also gets her respect.

The ask

[clownblr]

If you sent us an ask about beginner clown care a little bit ago I PROMISE I just went to go answer it but alas. The ask was. EATEN. Thanks tumblr I love you the mostest :,0)

And it’s no trouble at all!! I love when we receive asks no matter what they are tbh I think it’s super fun!! (Sorry if this doesn’t make much sense- I can’t quite recall the comment you left since it’s been a bit since I’ve seen it and I can’t check thanks again my beloved hellsite)

Regardless, I of COURSE have some info about where to start in clown care !!

What do I need to take care of a clown?

I think one of the most important things to assess before taking in a clown is whether or not you have the space for one. The amount of space needed tends to vary from breed to breed, and some clowns can live in a mid sized home under special circumstances. That being said, however, this is often not the case!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (And should NOT be treated as the norm) Most of the time, a clown needs lots of space to jump and play and exhibit their full range of behaviors!! A big backyard is good space to hold a tent, which is something that many clown owners put up to try to mimic a clown’s natural environment.

TDLR, a clown needs lots of space!! It’s an important thing to consider so your clown stays happy and healthy while having lots of areas to play, grow, and enrich themselves.

Speaking of, clown enrichment is very important too! You have the space, but what do you fill it with? There’s countless options to choose from in this area- I’ve found personally that clowns at our shelter really enjoy ball pits (just make sure the balls aren’t hazardous!!) both to play in and to make nests in. Pinkee is really fond of slinkies and different wind up toys that she chases around the house, it’s very cute :o) I’ve seen some people go with different rope setups or trampolines, which can work great for certain breeds!! For others it can be a little dangerous though, so just do your research and make sure that the enrichment/toys/ect that your clown is using come from reputable sources and are safe for them!

Clown Breeds

And now onto breeds! (Go me for that transition!) There are MANY different breeds of clown. But which one is right for you??? Clown husbandry is an ever-expanding field, and new things are being discovered every day about these fascinating creatures!! As such, there’s soooo many varieties to choose from!!

The size of clown is important to consider when selecting a breed. Generally speaking, the larger a clown is, the more space you’ll need- so it’s definitely important.

Party clowns are generally recommended for first time clown owners!! Parties are what you probably first think of when you think clown. They’re a surprisingly varied breed, both in behavior and physical appearance, but overall they’re pretty easy to care for and don’t require any specialized care. Many of them are just looking for a nice loving home !!

(Side tangent but the clowns eggs have been developing and we’re fairly certain they’re party clowns !!!!! Exciting!!)

First time clown owners are often advised to stay away from breeds that require more specific care, such as porcelains or scares. Not that you can’t go for it, of course, if the opportunity arises, but please make sure you do your proper research and make sure you have the means to care for them. (I mention these two specifically because they’re very popular BUT they end up in our shelter a lot because people don’t know how to handle them properly :0(… maybe I’ll do a guide on them both in the future)

I have guides posted for the specifics of actually caring for your clown, if you need them- but I hope that this was helpful info for prospective clown owners looking for a place to start!! :0)

-Mod Grace 💞

Ps it’s the early hours of the morning where I am so um. Please excuse any funny typing mistakes you see ok byeeee

[bi-bard]

You'll Always Be a Flower on my Skin and the Pain that I Am In - Daisy Jones Imagine [Daisy Jones & the Six]

Title: You'll Always Be a Flower on my Skin and the Pain that I Am In

Pairing: Daisy Jones X Reader

Based On: Your Needs, My Needs

Word Count: 1,812 words

Warning(s): LOOK HERE! addiction, unhealthy relationship, overdose, mention of sexual assault

Summary: (Y/n) and Daisy are two broken people that had learned to rely on each other. However, at what point does support become reliance? When does helping become enabling? What do you do when the person that probably saved you becomes the very reason that you haven't been able to save yourself?

Author's Note: THIS IS IMPORTANT! This is a story that I've been wanting to tell for a while, not specifically about this character, but in general. I've hesitated for a very long time out of fear of a variety of things. It is a heavy story and if you have any history with addiction (yourself or your friends/family/etc.), then I would advise that you skip this one. Thank you.

STICK SEASON (WE'll ALL BE HERE FOREVER) WRITING CHALLENGE MASTERLIST

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When I first met Daisy, we were in the crowd at the same concert.

We were both young and stupid kids trying to escape whatever was waiting for us outside of the venue that night.

I felt as if we stuck to each other. Two eyes always meant to lock. Meant to dance together, sing together. No matter what had happened before each of us walked into that room and what happened once we left, we were always meant to be stuck together.

We continued to grow through those concerts. We'd meet outside and find a way to sneak inside. We saw every show that we could get into.

Daisy was better at that than I was. She always had a charm about her. I would happily run in right behind her. Mostly because she usually had my hand clasped in hers anyway.

Being with Daisy was the first time that I felt truly accepted. I thought it had been the music and the crowds around me, but it was all her. She was this beacon of light for me. A lighthouse. I wasn't scared around her. I was more energetic. I was happier. For the time in my life, I had someone that I could truly find joy with.

We saw each other laugh and cry and go through these different moments and phases. I still remember when she told me her new name... her proper name. Daisy Jones.

I knew why she changed it, but she never talked about it. Neither one of us did. Our friendship was an escape from the shitty parts of the world, not a reminder.

And so, we continued. We continued going to shows and meeting these interesting people.

We were both in our late teens when Daisy came running up to me with a smile and a drink in her hand. We were at some party for some band that was admittedly shit.

She wrapped her arm around me as she excitedly yelled my name.

"Hi," I chuckled at her behavior.

"Try this," she held her cup out to me.

"Why," I asked.

"Because it's great," she explained simply.

"Are you..." I leaned forward, acting as if anyone here would truly care. "Are you drunk?"

"What? Nooo!" she shook her head. "Now, try this, please!"

That night, we both ended up stumbling onto my family's back patio. We laid on the wood and stared up at the sky. It was a new kind of escape for both of us. A true disconnect from all of the weight and fear and stress.

It was exactly what we needed.

"I wanna be a star," Daisy said quietly after a while.

I turned my head to her. "You will be."

She looked at me. "I know."

I chuckled.

"I'll bring you along with me," she promised. "Wherever I go, you go. Recording and performing. You can be backstage for every performance. All while you write that fancy book of yours."

"I'll write my book on you," I replied. "You'll be the main character. The star of the show. Just like you already are."

"I like the sound of that," she muttered. She reached over and grabbed my hand. "We are gonna do some great things, (Y/n) (Y/l/n)."

"Yes, we are, Daisy Jones."

We kept going. Going and going.

Drinking turned into experimenting with drugs that Daisy would score from some guy that she knew.

And no matter how out of control we ever got, we were doing great work. We were finding stories and words and sentences that neither one of us ever knew we were looking for.

It was perfect.

She kept her promise.

I was dragged to every party. Every concert she ever attended. I met everyone that she did. We became known as a duo. A reputation. We had a reputation. It was funny to think about even then.

I was there when we realized that her lyrics had been stolen. That guy was an absolute prick, by the way.

I was there when she performed at Simone Jackson's show.

I remember trying to talk her into taking Teddy Price's offer. She refused. She hated the idea of being put in some small box.

I got dragged to the studio when she recorded her first song with the Dunne Brothers.

I was there when they become Daisy Jones & the Six.

We were parts of every single major life event. We witnessed our personal histories. I knew her story like the back of my hand. She could probably recite mine in an album; a song dedicated to the

And I thought that it was a good thing. Daisy did too.

I didn't think about the true nature of our friendship before Daisy ran off before she ran off and got married before the tour started.

It was like being forced to look at old pictures of yourself. You could see the wrinkles that you didn't notice developing over the slow course of time. You could see the dramatic change in height. You could see how your face changed and sharpened.

I was suddenly forced to see how time had changed us. We still fit, but we were deteriorating. Crumbling. All that was truly holding either one of us together was the drinking and the drugs. And we both wanted to claim that it was art.

I continued claiming that it was all due to the art.

Through all of the tour dates and the messes. The fights and the yelling. God, it got so loud with both Daisy and Billy there.

And then, Daisy almost overdosed.

That was when it felt like everything suddenly stopped.

Nicky- Daisy's husband- had run for it. Billy found me in the bathroom trying to help her as I hyperventilated and shook and cried. He took her from me. I curled up against a different wall, just watching silently.

And I realized that I couldn't do it anymore.

I wasn't even thinking about getting myself treated. I didn't think that I could get better. But Daisy... she could do amazing things. I couldn't watch her fall apart anymore.

I packed the next day.

She didn't notice me packing my bags while she was ranting and pacing my room. She was still so angry and upset about Nicky. I understood that. I would have been pissed.

I was only scared of what happened when that anger was aimed at me.

"What are you doing," she finally asked.

"I... I'm leaving," I admitted, staring down at the bag.

"Now?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I need to."

She scoffed. "Does this really seem like the best time to do this?"

"Yes."

"I just almost fucking died-"

"That's why I have to do this now!"

I finally turned to look at her. We stood in complete silence for the longest time. Just staring at each other.

The worst part was that she was amazing. She was everything that I wanted to be. Confident and clever and funny and just... everything. But I could see that if I continued to see her that way, then I would never be able to help her.

"You're just gonna fucking abandon me?" she muttered. "After everything we've been through? All these years? All because I screwed up?"

"Daisy, we are both screwed up people," I corrected. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as my voice started shaking. "Neither one of us is fucking healthy. For ourselves or for each other. And I know that you could be amazing. You can be so much better. But if I stay, then I will always be in the way of what you could become. You will never get better with me around."

"You don't know that-"

"But I do. I really do. I have watched both of us try to get better and be better and it has never worked. I am a weight on your back, Daisy. I am a constant reminder... I would always pull you back and we both know that. And I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to realize it. I'm sorry-"

"Stop acting like this is an act of fucking kindness!" she snapped at me. "You are selfish! You are running from the mess! What is it really? Tell me! Is it because of what I'm doing while you can't get a fucking word published? Is that it? Some weird, pent-up jealousy?"

"Daisy, no," I shook my head. "If I stay, then we will both continue on this fucking path. There are two ways that ends: we despise each other or one of us fucking dies!"

Her jaw clenched.

I felt sick to my stomach.

"Well, you don't have to wait," she forced a smirk. One of those angry smirks that would rest on her face to hide her anger or sadness. She had never pointed that smirk at me. "I already fucking despise you, so you can fucking go whenever your bags are packed. Have a nice life!"

She stormed out a few moments later. I flinched a bit as the door slammed shut behind her.

I put a hand over my mouth as I finally broke down sobbing.

I sat down next to my bag for a moment.

The weight of the moment sat on my shoulders and held me there.

I lost the one most constant thing in my life. I lost the person that I found the most joy with.

And it was my fault.

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"What happened after you left?"

I blinked a few times and looked at Julia- the young woman that was interviewing me. She was Camila's daughter.

I hadn't kept much contact with everyone around the band, but Camila had tried. She sent me a letter after my book had been published. It felt wrong to reject her daughter's request.

"I... I went home," I replied. "To my parents' place. They helped me find treatment and get back on my feet. After that, I got my book published. I kind of just... forced myself to keep going."

"You never reached out to Daisy?"

"It felt like too much of a risk. And I never thought that she'd want to hear from me."

"Oh," she murmured.

"I always wanted to," I explained. "I did. I just... I couldn't."

She nodded, pausing for a moment before speaking up, "If it's any comfort at all... Daisy's the one that asked me to talk to you."

"Really?"

Julia nodded again, a grin spreading on her face. "She wanted me to mention how much she loved your books."

"Oh," I felt a smile pulling at my lips at the idea.

"I don't think she despises you as much as she used to."

I looked down at my lap for a moment. "I hope so."

If that were the case, it made everything feel like it was much more worth it.

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Author's Note: I cried while writing the last half of this. Just in case y'all were wondering about the toll that this story took on me.

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[mementoshay]

Hello. When I read the tragedy about Shay, I could not believe that this was someone else's problem. Because right now I want to be gone. And not only from fandom. I would like to talk to you if you would like. I feel as if I am the only one in the world right now. I have been a Radiohusk shipper for about two years now, posting pictures on Twitter and even interacting with some of them. It has been a fruitful environment and time for me. It was a peaceful time, as Doc said. I have OCD and often feel unstable. Radiohusk and my shipmates were the ones who calmed the waves until now. Since the publication of this edition, those waves have remained rough. My favorite ship is constantly denounced, and even my not-so-great drawings get cruel quote retweets. I hated drawing. Now I don't even pick up a brush. Also, a number of shippers who were my friends have already left the fandom. It is like an island in the sea. My OCD has been tormenting me for a long time, but what torments me the most is that the trend doesn't seem to end. Is there any safer space anywhere? I am despairing because I am sure there is no more. Thanks for reading, and I hope you have a great time. I hope you will reply to me.

Hello, I'm very sorry for the big delay, but as we said, we all took a break for mental health reasons.

Before we continue, here's a list of hotlines that might be able to help you whenever you feel like there's no escape. Also feel free to reach out to us via DM at any time either here or via Twitter to let us know how you're doing.

Please do not neglect your mental health. Make sure to be followed by professionals and regularly express your thoughts and emotions with them so that you can be supported and advised properly.

This ask brings back strong memories because this theme is a recurring one, first with Shay, then with other people who came to us in private.

The bad news is, we have really no way of going back in time. But the good news is, painful as it can be, we can adjust and make the best of what comes our way going forward.

If these characters and their relationship are important to you, it's okay for you to not let go of them, but it's also important that you try to not connect them to your own pain. Fortunately, they're fictional: no matter what you or other people choose to do with them, nothing really changes, so you can really do whatever you please with them.

I think what seems to have worked for most of those we have spoken to is to form their own little "niche" of like-minded people. Value quality over quantity, so to speak. Find those who feel the same as you (and trust me, they exist), create your own little community, may it be on Twitter, Discord, etc. Draw together, write together, share ideas and build up from there.

What seems to have helped another member is to make their own iteration of some of the characters, with a mix-and-match of Ms. Medrano's old versions, which they liked better. Again, it's fiction, so the limit truly only is the sky.

However, please do not make Shay's mistake to try and find the solution to your personal struggles within internet communities. Reach out to your friends and family, talk to them. Find like-minded people to connect with.

And never forget how strong and resilient you can be! Thank you for your trust. I'm so sorry for the long wait. Hoping to hear from you soon. - Eden

[mollymauk-teafleak]

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Basically my gf @hangsters is the smartest person and advised me to write something soft and fluffy in between heavier fics and also gave me this amazing idea so! Here it is! Just some icedad fluff and their baby girl Sofia taking her first steps!

Please reblog and comment over at Ao3!

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Tom hadn’t expected being a Top Gun instructor to involve so much paperwork.

Some of it was being out there, throwing the throttle back and screaming through the sky, proving to these fly boys and their familiar cocky grins that there was still something for them to learn, transforming those smirks into the same solid respect they gave Jester and Viper. It was Tom giving himself a little leeway, letting go more than he’d dared back when he needed to prove he was the best. Flying for the sake of it, because it was what he was made to do, because he was around people who understood that.

But a lot of it was sitting at a desk, writing out evaluation reports on each pilot’s performance, submitting lesson plans, writing hasty, apologetic amendments to those plans when his partner in the air didn’t stick to them. A lot of it was being right here, squinting at rows of his own careful script, the ancient fan creaking away in the corner not putting up much of a fight against the slats of bright Miramar sun sneaking in under the blinds. 

But that didn’t matter to Tom. He hadn’t asked for a transfer to Miramar to fly. There had been lots of reasons, the time in the air was just a bonus. 

Two of those reasons were currently sitting on the floor of Tom’s office, filling it with laughter that warmed him more than the sun ever could.

Miramar had paperwork. But it kept him in one place, the same place as Maverick. Not the same Maverick he’d flown with when they sat on the other side of the desks. But, hell, he wasn’t the same Iceman either. 

This Maverick was softer, his smiles were less like bared teeth, he laughed louder. He lifted Tom’s arm so he could duck underneath it, unashamed about needing his touch. He slept easier, he didn’t eat like the food was about to be taken away from him, he still wasn’t great at crying but he would tell Tom when he was sad. He’d grown into himself. He was a Maverick who knew that there was pretty good stuff on the ground too. 

Being here at Miramar let Tom keep his Maverick safe. His wingman’s recklessness in the air was forgiven, Tom had gotten very good at placating the brass, he knew how to speak their language and convince them his moments of idiocy were actually genius, when really it was kind of both. 

But more than that- because now they had something more important than their military careers- it was safe because people knew them here, they had Viper protecting them. No one asked questions about why they still lived together when there was enough base housing to go around or why they went to the local restaurant together on Friday nights or why most of the shirts Maverick wore on weekends looked like they were more Iceman’s size. The kids they were shaping into pilots didn’t even do double takes after the first time. Here at Top Gun, as long as you could fly, no one cared. They were all on the same team. 

That safety was precious, Tom knew that. Especially now. Because it wasn’t just Maverick he had to protect anymore. 

“Ice!” Maverick tried to stage whisper but he was a little too excited, “Look, look, she’s gonna do it!”

Tom had his doubts but he looked up from his reports anyway, smiling crookedly, “Just like the last three times she was going to do it?”

“Yeah well,” Mav shrugged, “I have a good feeling about this time.”

Sofia seemed to agree with her daddy. Her whole face was lit up, her grin almost too big for her face, chubby little arms reaching towards him. She looked so much like Maverick when she smiled, the way her eyes crinkled at the edges. With her dark curls especially fluffy in the humidity, with so much excitement in her little body that she was managing to bounce even while sitting on the office carpet, she was every inch a Mitchell. 

“Come on, kiddo, you know this bit,” Maverick encouraged softly, staying ever so slightly out of her reach, up on his knees, “Come get me.”

Tom watched with a warm smile as their baby clutched at the air, her lower lip poking out as she realized her daddy was out of reach. But her face fell into a stubbornness that even Tom had to admit was very Kazansky. She tipped forward onto her hands and knees, shuffling over to the edge of Tom’s desk and pulling herself up onto her feet, movements an odd mix of confident and unsteady. 

Tom chuckled, tapping the end of his pen against his lower lip idly, “Well done, bobbin. You’re getting so good at that.”

Sofia had been pulling herself up for a little while now, grabbing onto whatever was in her reach. Her favorite had actually proven to be her daddies’ legs or her Auntie Carole's flowy skirts, leading to several instances where both Tom and Maverick had been unexpectedly pantsed by their own daughter, enough that belts had become a necessity, at least at Top Gun.

Which was where the little family had been spending most of their time, with Maverick back in the air. Sometimes she went with Alice, Slider’s wife, and Carole insisted she was fine to take her but Tom could tell that most days it was a welcome distraction from her grief and sometimes there were days when it was just too much. On those days, they could even end up with little Bradley rolling around on the office carpet too, digging through the box of toys and picture books they kept here for this exact reason, Sofia crawling after him with the devotion of a little sister. But it was just the three of them today, Carole was taking a week back in Texas with her family and they didn’t want to ask too much of Alice Kerner, with her own twin girls and Slider back on deployment. 

Another reason why Tom supposed he was grateful to be here with this mountain of paperwork, Viper didn’t mind them using their office as a creche. In fact, he seemed to find a lot more excuses to drop by when they had Sofia. 

“Okay,” Mav beckoned her, grinning, “Next bit is real easy, you can do it…just take a step towards me, come on…” 

Tom rolled his eyes, “Maverick. You know what the book says, babe, kids don’t really start walking until they’re a year old. She’s only six months old, she’s got a while yet.”

“Yeah well, that book is about normal kids, not our awesome baby,” Mav sniffed dismissively, grinning when Sofia giggled, “Uh huh! Isn’t that right?”

“She’s too young,” Tom said patiently, though there was a slight stress fracture in his voice, “She’s already growing up way too fast for my liking, I don’t need you putting your foot on the gas.”

Maverick’s expression softened, tilting his head as he looked up at him, “You know she’s still going to want you to carry her everywhere, even if she can walk, right?”

Tom let his eyes flicker up to Mav’s, quietly grateful. He still wasn’t used to having someone who understood him as much as his wingman did, it caught him off guard sometimes. Someone who didn’t believe his bullshit and loved him all the same.

“Yeah…” he felt his cheeks color slightly, “Just…she’ll do it when she’s ready.”

Sofia proved her papa’s point, attempting a wobbly step toward him and immediately sitting back down with a soft, surprised yelp. Mav tried to make sympathetic noises to cover up his laughter, shuffling forward and keeping her from rolling all the way back like some kind of turtle. 

“Okay, okay,” he sat her back up, brushing down her little overalls, “Maybe not yet, huh? You’ve mastered up and down, we’ll stick with that. Who even needs left and right?”

Sofia didn’t seem like her feelings were all that hurt, she’d gotten what she wanted now that Maverick was holding her and she could bunch her little fist in his dog tags. Tom smiled warmly, finding it hard to refocus on the work in front of him. Even six months into this, every single second still felt precious, a gift mislabelled and intended for someone other than him. He could tell himself over and over that this was his life now, he had his man, he had their little girl and this was his life now. But he’d still wake up in the mornings, see her sleeping in her crib, feel Maverick tucked in against his back and he’d grin like an idiot. 

Maverick sat with his legs splayed so Sofia could hold herself up by the collar of his flight suit, bouncing happily, babbling her nonsense. She’d definitely inherited her daddy’s love of making noise for the hell of it. 

“God, her eyes look more like yours every day, Ice,” Maverick grinned, holding her little face in his hands like he was trying to study her better, like he couldn’t get enough of looking at her face. 

Tom grinned, “Funny that. I was just looking at her and thinking how much she looked like you.”

“Nah,” Maverick laughed at that, going back to squishing her little cheeks, “You’re gonna grow up and look as handsome as your papa, aren’t you? You’re gonna be stomping around making people piss themselves with one glance, aren’t you? That’s right! That’s right, pretty lady!”

“That’s a dollar in the swear jar, Maverick…”

Sofia giggled so hard it seemed like she was going to tip over again. Almost like saying his name, hearing his voice, had reminded her he existed, she glanced around with a curious coo, looking for her papa. Tom smiled, giving her a little wave from his desk, feeling a rush of warmth from the way her eyes lit up when she saw him. 

“I’m right here, bobbin,” Tom promised, “Just three more reports and then we can head on home, okay?”

She gave him a bright, happy scream in response, stomping her feet. Tom smiled, turning back to his work, determined now to get it done and out of the way. He turned his mind back to maneuver proficiency and barrel rolls and dogfighting, focusing back on the sky so he could come back to what was on the ground. He was so intent that it took him a moment to realize Maverick was even speaking to him, especially when his voice was so much softer than usual. 

“Ice…Ice, look!”

Tom’s eyes shot up in a moment’s panic, assuming the worst, before it hit him hard enough to drive the air from his lungs, fiercer than a rush into 7G. 

Maverick’s arms were outstretched and frozen but Sofia wasn’t in them. She was in the space between the two of them, taking wobbling, determined steps towards her papa, little hands grasping for him. She didn’t look frightened, she didn’t look hesitant. She only looked at him. 

“Holy shit…” Maverick’s voice was soft, bending under the weight of all the delight in it. 

Tom didn’t think to remind him about the swear jar this time. He was afraid to speak at all, like if he did, this moment would shatter or snap. There was that fear again, that confusion, that thought of no, this isn’t supposed to be happening to me, I’m not allowed this. He just slowly moved out of his chair, sinking to his knees, holding his arms out ready to catch Sofia if she fell. 

But she didn’t. Humming happily to herself, she kept her wide blue-green eyes that looked like Maverick’s to him and looked like his to Maverick but were entirely her own, she kept them fixed on him until she tumbled into him entirely by choice, locking her chubby arms happily around his neck. Tom hugged her back and when he did, it felt real. 

“Look at you,” he murmured, closing his eyes against the tears in them, “My brave little girl…”

Maverick was there in an instant, arms around the both of them, helping to hold Tom together. 

He could hear the grin in his voice, he could feel it in the way he held him tight, “Told you I had a good feeling about this time!”

Tom gave a slightly damp laugh, finding the side of his jaw to press a kiss to, as his fingers stroked through Sofia’s curls, making her burble happily. He could hold his entire family in his arms, hold them tight and keep them safe. 

He’d never been more grateful to be here. 

[dia-souls]

the little sister headcanons was so sweet uwu. I do sort of think that the diaboys would benefit from having a gentle and loving sister in their lives.

(TW: Bullying) If it's not too much trouble may I please have your headcanons on how the S&M boys would react if their younger sister was being severely bullied at school? Let's assume she'd done her best to keep it a secret for as long as possible because she didn't want to upset her brothers, but one way or another they eventually found out.

TW : Bullying, Death, Blood mentioned, threatening

💮 S + M brothers' sister being bullied 💮

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🎶 Shu sakamaki 🎶

"I really don't understand what made you hide such an important issue from me. Maybe I told you before not to tell me unimportant things, but this is more important than anything else.Well, I think we should go to school. You have to show me that person."

The only person Shu cares about among his siblings is his younger sister.

He may be lazy but when it comes to his sister he is very serious.

Shu is very sad to see that his sister has hidden such an important matter from him.

This makes him think that his sister does not trust him because she did not tell him about such an important issue.

Shu gets very angry about this but tries to hide it from his sister.

He goes to school with his sister to find the person who bullied his sister.

Shu beats the person to death to such an extent that blood spreads all over their face.

If Shu cannot control his anger, he may kill that person.

He warns everyone that if someone else bothers his sister, this disaster will happen to them.

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☕️ Reiji Sakamaki ☕️

"This is unforgivable. No one has the right to hurt Karlheinz's daughter. Get ready . We have to go to school right now."

Reiji is very shocked of this matter.

He cannot bear this humiliation for his family.

His sister is the daughter of the great king of vampires and no one is allowed to hurt his sister.

After finding that person, Reiji threatens him for bullying the vampire king's daughter.

Reiji will use his father's influence to get that person fired.

Reiji blames his sister for hiding such an important matter.

He advises his sister to inform her if such an incident happens again.

Reiji can't bear to see his sister upset.

So he will not let anyone hurt his sister.

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🏀 Ayato Sakamaki 🏀

"What the hell is with you? Are you stupid or something? Yes, no doubt you are stupid. Why did you hide such an important issue from me? When I find that guy, I will tear him to pieces."

Ayato gets very angry after hearing this.

He is ready to beat anyone he sees.

Who dares to beat Ore-sama's younger sister ? They pay for their work.

Ayato rushes to school to find the person who bullied his sister.

After finding him, Ayato starts a big fight and beats that person.

Ayato is reprimanded by the school for fighting with a person younger than him.

Ayato blames his sister for being so stupid that she didn't tell him about such an important issue.

From now on, Ayato will never let his sister leave him to protect her.

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🧸 Kanato Sakamaki 🧸

"Don't be so annoying and don't bother me with ridiculous topics. I don't care what happened to you at school. You are bothering Teddy and me."

Kamato doesn't care if others bully his sister.

He is not an ideal brother and does not pay attention to his sister at all.

But Kanato gets very angry about his sister's secrecy and starts yelling at his sister.

He is very angry that his sister has hidden this issue from him.

Kanato doesn't like to face such troubles, so he will punish her and doesn't let her leave the house.

Kanato thinks that if his sister stays at home, no one can bully her and she won't cause any more trouble.

However, if Kanato cares a lot, he might find the person who bullied his sister and kill him.

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🎩 Laito Sakamaki 🎩

"Heeeee . Why really why didn't you tell me about this? Maybe you don't trust your older brother. Well, now I am angry. I have to find this person."

Laito is very upset with his sister.

He is more upset about why his sister did not tell him anything about this issue.

Laito always thought that his sister trusted him and told him all her secrets.

Laito does not tolerate anyone bullying his sister.

He goes to school immediately. After finding that person, Laito will not face him with a smiling face.

Laito will force that person to pay compensation for his work.

Laito tries to punish his sister a little for being secretive.

He does not want his sister to hide anything from him.

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🥀 Subaru Sakamaki 🥀

"What the hell is with those people? I will find them and I will punch them until they break down like a wall and all their bones will break."

Subaru gets very angry.

He becomes so angry that he can destroy everything.

Subaru angrily goes to school to find the person who bullied his sister.

After finding that person, he punches him to death.

That person is admitted to the hospital because of being beaten by Subaru and faces death.

Subaru doesn't care if he kills someone because of his sister.

His sister is the only one who doesn't see him as a monster and the only one Subaru cares about.

Subaru will not allow anyone to hurt his sister.

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📓 Ruki Mukami 📓

"I can't believe that you hid such an important matter from me. We are a family and you should have told me everything. Maybe it's my fault that you didn't trust me. I'm sorry if keeping this secret made you upset."

Ruki is very sad that her sister did not trust her.

He blames himself that his sister did not feel comfortable with him.

At first, Ruki tries to calm her sister so that she is not upset anymore.

Since Ruki doesn't want to see his sister upset, he goes to school to find that person.

After finding that person, Ruki first tries to ask him the reason for this bad behavior.

If Ruki gets too angry, he may beat that person.

From now on, he pays more attention to his sister to make sure that she does not hide anything from him.

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🎤 Kou Mukami 🎤

"Oh, how cruel. My fangirls bullied you again. My little cat is upset. I make sure they pay for their work."

Kou gets very upset about this.

This is not the first time that his fangirls are bullying his sister.

He finds his fangirls and threatens them that if they bully his sister again, Kou will no longer pay attention to them.

Kou tries to make his sister happy.

He buys a gift for his sister to see her smile.

If his sister is still upset, Kou tickles her to make her laugh.

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🍅 Yuma Mukami 🍅

"What the hell is with you? Why didn't you tell me such an important thing? You are stupid You are very stupid . You have to take me to school right now. I will find those people who bullied you and beat them to death."

Yuma gets very angry after hearing this.

He is more nervous than his sister who has hidden this issue.

Yuma forces her to take him to school and show him the bullies.

After Yuma finds the person who bullied his sister, he beats them.

Yuma is reprimanded by both the school and Ruki for his brutal behavior.

But Yuma blames his sister.

So he forces his sister to work in the garden next to him for a long time to punish her.

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🗡 Azusa Mukami 🗡

"Ahhhhhhhhh. Why ? Why did my dear sister hide this from me? you do not trust me ? Aren't we a family? So why didn't you tell me anything? Please don't hide anything from me anymore. I will not let anyone hurt my little sister."

Azusa's heart breaks because of this.

Since his sister spends a lot of time with him, Azusa imagined that his sister would tell him everything.

Azusa is more upset by his sister's secrecy.

Azusa may not be as strong as his brothers, but he doesn't allow anyone to bully his sister.

Azusa finds that person and blames him for his bad behavior.

That person might beat up Azusa for being a nuisance.

Azusa will never leave his sister alone again.

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