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[newwwwusername]

Heartbreak High (Netflix Reboot) - Ant/Spider - Mental Health Awareness Month Prompt 8 : Antisocial Personality Disorder

Prompt : Write a fic in which a character has Antisocial Personality Disorder (canon or not canon). THE CHARACTER CANNOT BE A SERIAL KILLER OR OTHER TYPE OF CRIMINAL! This is a negative connection with the disorder which is not what we're trying to do here. Headcanon : Spider has ASPD Author's note : The author does not have ASPD. I have very low empathy Autism so I understand the lack of empathy to an extent, but I know that doesn't equate to actually having the disorder. I hope this does not come across as insensitive or inaccurate- Please let me know if there is something off here because I always strive to educate myself. With that said, I hope this is passable <3

Spencer had been avoiding Anthony, and Anthony didn't know why. They'd been as close as ever just the previous week. What had happened?

It wasn't out of the ordinary for Spencer to do stuff like this, to be clear. He did this often with new people when he was still getting a read on them, manipulating the situation, testing them before he got close enough for them to realize what was so different about his brain. But Anthony wasn't a new person. They'd known each other for years... Why was this happening?

thebigant : spider pls stop ignoring me bro

There were about a million texts like that. It was a wall of blue message bubbles on Anthony's end and white on Spencer's. He knew that Spencer was ignoring him too, because all of the messages were marked as read.

Spencer stood a few feet from his bed, just staring blankly at his phone, which was open on his bed. He saw the typing bubble show up again and groaned in annoyance because this whole thing was so frustrating.

Anthony was always such a weird case for him because he didn't view him with the same apathy that he viewed everyone and everything else in the world. He actually cared about Anthony, to an extent, and recently that care had traveled to something a bit more serious and he didn't know how to deal with it because he never thought he'd have to.

He'd accepted long ago that he wasn't a people person. Why did Anthony make him feel this way?

A full week passed without them speaking when, eventually, Spencer figured he should break the silence.

whitespider : hi

thebigant : dude wtf y were u ignorng me for like a week hello??

thebigant : *ignoring

whitespider : idk

thebigant : i call bullshit

thebigant : is this like an aspd thing?

thebigant : u know its ok but u gotta like communicate bro i cant just be confused and wonderng y ur ignoring me for days on end

whitespider : right sorry whatever

thebigant : so y'd u vanish?

whitespider : ...

thebigant : SPIDER

whitespider : i think i like you

whitespider : like genuinely

whitespider : and not just in the friend way

...

thebigant : shit

Do not repost on other sites! If you want to participate in this month's challenge, there are 15 mental illness prompts that you can find here

[buskerjaskier]

Relationships: Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon & Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, Jaskier | Dandelion/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg Additional Tags: Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon & Jaskier | Dandelion Friendship, Father-Daughter Relationship, Aftermath of Torture, Burns, Curses, Period Typical Attitudes, Racism, Xenophobia, Elf Persecution, Non-Human Jaskier | Dandelion, Competent Jaskier | Dandelion, Jaskier | Dandelion is a Mess, Protective Jaskier | Dandelion, Protective Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia is Bad at Communicating, POV Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Fix-It of Sorts, Post-Season/Series 02 Summary:

“Please,” she begs, planting herself in front of him to act as a physical barrier, forcing him to stop. “I don’t have anywhere else to go.”

“Melitele’s tits, you’re persistent. Isn’t your…” His left hand does something complicated in a strange flourish, as though grappling for the right word. “... actual father, here somewhere?” It doesn’t sound like the word he’d been searching for, the common honorific somehow sounding foreign in his mouth.

“I was with him,” she admits, thinking about Geralt because he is the closest thing to a father she has now. “But… we got separated.”

The stranger raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “So, now you’re looking to adopt a new one?”

...

Alternatively: When Ciri gets separated from Geralt, she has to rely on the kindness of one reluctant stranger until she can find the witcher again. She doesn't intend to get attached - and it's apparent that neither does the stranger - but destiny always finds a way to fuck things up.

[frownyalfred]

“Why are you bullying Hal Jordan so much in this fic?” Because it’s funny. Because it’s funny and he’s not a real person.

[mummer]

😦

[numbuh424]

shoutout to whatever L and Light had going on in Time Speaks

[widebrimmedhatsblog]

New Fic!

To Hate And To Hold (<- click there!!) also known as Gryphon Flier!Xaden, from @skyfallscotland Amy's prompt!! I had to learn way too many things about gryphons to make this fic work, so I hope my pain and suffering there is worth it!

[simplykorra]

Ava Silva is a beautifully disguised devil. Once she knows she has a hold on Lilith, she starts to use it. Some part of Lilith thinks she should be upset about this, because she’s had people use their power over her before and it’s the kind of thing that’s ruined her life. This is different though, because Ava’s power over her is different, it’s the antithesis of everything else she’s ever experienced. Where people like her mother or Adriel would use their hold on her to make her less of who she wanted to be and more of who they needed her to be, Ava is doing the opposite. She pushes Lilith as if she’s trying to tap into the parts of herself she’s afraid of. What’s worse, is that Beatrice is letting her. Beatrice, Lilith thinks, is encouraging it.

Ava/Bea/Lilith

[waitineedaname]

She couldn’t believe she thought the worst thing that could happen was embarrassing herself in front of rich people. Hell, she thought the worst would be that Yue Qingyuan would see her, make some quick mental connections, and get her ass fired! No, the reality was much worse. Fuck, Mobei was going to kill her.

here's the wlw moshang I've been working on for a while! please enjoy MBJ getting kabedon'd by a woman who's a whole foot shorter than her

[thepoisonroom]

'I flirted with the idea that instead of being trans that I was just a cross-dresser (a quirk, I thought, that could be quietly folded into an otherwise average life) and that my dysphoria was sexual in nature, and sexual only. And if my feelings were only sexual, then, I wondered, perhaps I wasn’t actually trans.

I had read about a book called The Man Who Would Be Queen, by a Northwestern University professor who believed that transwomen who were attracted to women were really confused fetishists, they wanted to be women to satisfy an autogynephilia. And though I first read about this book in the context of its debunkment and disparagement, I thought about the electricity of slipping on those tights, zipping up those boots, and a stream of guilt followed. Maybe this professor was right, and maybe I was only a fetishist. Not trans, just a misguided boy.

About a year later, on the Internet, I come across a transwoman who added a unique message to the crowd refuting this professor. Oh, I wish I remember who this woman was, and I wish even more that I could do better than paraphrase her, but I remember her saying something like this: “Well, of course I feel sexy putting on women’s clothing and having a woman’s body. If you feel comfortable in your body for the first time, won’t that probably mean it’ll be the first time you feel comfortable, too, with delighting in your body as a sexual thing?”'

-Casey Plett, Consciousness

[blooming-gwens]

I'm pleased to inform you that the wait is over! Here is CHAPTER TWO of For Everything

Chapters: 2/

Fandom: Spider-Man: Spider-Verse (Sony Animated Movies)

Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Miles Morales/Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen Summary:

~Perhaps they were meant for each other. It was written in the stars—stars meant to burn out in their all at once powerful surge. Stars meant to fall. Bright, burning and then gone. And in its sudden demise, no one would even remember it was once there, lost in the infinity of severed constellations.

That was the way of the universe. That was the way it had to be.~

Alternatively: Gwen Stacy is doomed but Miles Morales’ love might save her.

Please feel free to reblog to support and share my work!

[bayeprose]

‿︵ ‧˚⭒ excerpt from please stay, hippocrene on ao3

(warning: contains suggestive text + mentions of kissing) ‧˚⭒

Frank eventually sputtered, “I’m... I’m just gonna try to explain what happened, and you can just tell me to shut up when it’s TMI, okay?” “Okay.” Percy said. He lowered his voice even more. Shadows from the gray sky made it seem like he was about to tell a ghost story. “Last night, things with Hazel got kind of... weird...” “Weird?” “Yeah... weird.” “How weird?” “We... we were kissing.” “Oh.” Percy blinked. That’s not where he thought this was going. “Okay. Uh... do you guys not usually do that, or—” “No, no, we’ve kissed before. But this time, we really kissed. A lot. Like, we were making out. And it was great.” Out of respect, Percy tried not to visibly grimace. No offense to either of them, but Hazel was like a little sister to him, and it felt really strange to hear Frank talk of her like that. It just wasn't something that he wished to visualize. “Okay,” he said calmly. Really. He was trying his best to be calm. “And?” “Well...” Frank twiddled his thumbs. “We’ve never done that before. And it got really intense, and I... I kind of reacted to it too much.” Now, here was some telling information, finally. Percy felt like he was starting to understand what his friend was getting at. But... their first time making out? Last night? Really? Percy’s free time was quite limited, and he spent approximately zero seconds of his days thinking about what other people in his circle did behind closed doors. He’s a--‘That’s none of my business.’--type of guy, to the extent that Annabeth was often irritated by his lack of interest in demigod drama. She’d come to him with fresh, riveting gossip like, “Did you hear? Sherman and Miranda got caught in the Big House together.” and he’d have little more to say than, “I forgot they were dating.”

Like... sure, he figured that the couples he knew of were sleeping together. He could even surmise that the singles he knew of might be sleeping together. But... so what? They’re adults, now; it’s not really all that scandalous or interesting, and in fact, people not sleeping together seemed a lot more noteworthy than the alternative. So to hear that Frank and Hazel had never even made out before... not only was it noteworthy, considering how long they’ve been together, but it was so surprising that he needed to know more in spite of his discomfort with the sordid subject matter. Is this why people like gossip? “... Wait,” Percy started nervously. “What do you mean you ‘reacted too much’?” Frank blushed, which made Percy even more nervous. “Um... Hazel was, well, we were on the couch, and we just finished a movie, and we were just really close, and I kind of— “Oh gods, Frank, you didn’t... do that, did you?”

Summary: In Frank's eyes, Percy and Annabeth are the perfect demigod couple. They're grown, they're engaged, and they've overcome so much together. Feeling helpless in escalating his own relationship to their coveted adult achievements, he seeks out Percy's help. Unbeknownst to Frank, Percy and Annabeth are grappling with some intimacy struggles of their own.

read on ao3 ⭒ 25k/ongoing ⭒ explicit content/18+ only ⭒ percabeth/frazel

[bethanyactually]

sometimes I boggle at things the fandom Youths™ don't seem to know these days, especially in an era where virtually anything you want to look up is a mere internet search away and then I realized: it's because bored tweens don't have to resort to reading old issues of Ladies' Home Journal or Glamour in waiting rooms anymore

[d8tl55c]

me: waiting for shoe(s) to drop

Personified Alan Becker YouTube Icon: oh... buddy...

[muldersfingers]

Words: 7515 Fandom: The X-Files, Californication (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hank Moody/Dana Scully, Fox Mulder/Dana Scully Characters: Hank Moody, Dana Scully, Fox Mulder, Melissa Scully Additional Tags: Minor Violence

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Scully is having a hard time after splitting from Mulder so she takes off to California to stay with Melissa and let loose.

[thusspoketrish]

I recently read Seven Days recommended on reddit and it’s been on my mind ever since. It was good but a difficult read. I’m interested in knowing why your wrote it? As a parent, I found it terrifying. I’m just curious to know what prompted you to write something on such a troubling fear for a lot of parents?

Hi there,

I wrote Seven Days a few years ago after reflecting on a personal experience, though nowhere near as traumatic as the story. I often engage with difficult topics in my fics, using them as a lens to explore Harry and Draco’s possible relationship dynamics, canon characterizations, and my own head canons within these situations. 

Additionally, the FBI estimates that 460,000 children go missing every year in the US and a 112,853 in the UK. These numbers are fucking insane. I guess I wanted to explore that terrifying reality. I’m not a parent (yet), but I am an auntie to several nephews and a niece that I helped raise and love with my entire soul. I can understand how the story might be unsettling. It is a single exploration into an extreme worst-case scenario, but also, I hope, shows one instance of the aftermath and difficult process of coming to terms with grief after experiencing such an unimaginable loss. 

I am always thinking of the way people might engage with some of the stories I craft, and how it might impact them. But all I really know is that for me, I will always try to remain thoughtful and sensitive when I explore these difficult topics. I endeavor to keep doing so with the utmost care and love.

Thank you for taking a chance on the story and I appreciate your message so much.

With gratitude,

Trish x