#pulse survivor

[butch-reidentified]

you survived the pulse shooting?! oh honey.. thats so awful..

so awful that a scum miserable cunt bitch like you wasnt brutally and painfully massacred. So awful that decent human beings lost their lives only for a piece of bottom of the barrel shit like you to walk out with your life when you should've been one of dead... just so unfortunate honey.

at least maybe one day your mental illness will get the best of you and you'll finish the job yourself :)

die, cunt. and make it snappy.

unfortunately for you, my mental health is excellent 😪 I'm currently on the way to an island resort with my wife & our best friends for her birthday, but I promise I'll try really hard to find something to be a little unhappy about if that'll help, ok? 💗

oh and thanks for reminding everyone how lovely transactivists are to anyone who even questions their beliefs on gender

[butch-reidentified]

rereading this and realizing my initial addition literally said, "We are still to this day harassed and told we deserved it by some," and the TRAs on here really read that and decided "that could be ME!"

The largest mass shooting in American history was a hate crime against gay people. Don’t ever forget that.

[voldkat]

woe 100x100 icons be upon ye . i think i may be a pixel artist at this point

[tanyabadtime159]

OKIE EVERYONE GET READY THIS WILL BE A BIG WALL OF LORE TEXT

RAIN WORLD PESTILENCE STORY BEFORE MAIN EVENS OF THE AU

let's get started!

Okie so

Pestilence timeline starts before golden pearl was delivered to Five Pebbles by Spearmaster but bug maze pearl already happened. Artificer rampage starts much earlier and Moon also creates Rivulet.

After sometime Golden pearl happens and Pebbles blocks everyone like in canon also blocks the entrance gate so Arti won't disturb him.

Meanwhile Moon sends a warning to local group.Sig starts creating Hunter out of worry for Moon. But he rushed the process with leads to Hunter getting the Rot. But he was quick enough to stabilize it and stop the growing. So Hunter can coexist with her Rot. Suns sends Spears again to try to talk with Pebbles.

In the meantime Pebbles starts second guessing himself which leads to him losing focus and ends up losing control over his experiment. Bam! Rot created! Pebbles flashed the Rot but some still stays inside.

Rot that was flashed ends up in garbage wastes. But there was not much food and prey down there. So one particular Rot cyst starts consuming its own kind. With leads to its mutation. This Rot cyst becomes sentient. This mutated rot cyst figures out that it has control over other Rot cyst and stuff. So it becomes some sort of Alfa Rot. So sentient Rot with its cyst Rot army starts take over Garbage wastes. And it founds out about its much serious new ability once it's encountered the scavenger population. It can infect and control other creatures. With leads to much quicker spread of the Rot and turns garbage wastes into rotten wastes.

Soon enough with some help from infected scavs the Rot finds new area to infect. Shaded Citadel. It also tried other close region - waterfront facility but quickly finds out about its new weakness. Water. So Shaded Citadel is next target. This new Rot spreads so fast that it got to Pebbles legs in a few cycles. Pebbles in meantime tried to deal with Rot that manage to stay inside.

But Alfa Rot soon got to underhang and infected some lizards on its way. And soon enough got inside the structure.With help of overseers Pebbles notice that new very dangerous type of Rot. So he calls out Artificer and thinks about an emergency escape plan.

Meantime Spearmaster arrives in facility grounds. They don't find anything different until they reach the bridge to the wall. They saw a king vulture. But not normal king vulture. This one was covered in blue Rot cysts. So they decided to hide from this horrifying abomination. Now they know. Something is not right.

Soon enough they reach Five Pebble's chamber.

Pebbles structure was now full of rot and it already on its rivulet state. Pebbles notice the messenger. Spears delivers their pearl but it was not the perfect time for that. Pebbles tells Spears about escape plan and asks for help. The plan is Pebbles quickly finished his very old experiment with modified overseer that he can use as the vessel for his consciousness. The slugcats will take the rarefaction cell(that was already removed by Arti) and important pearls and will escape to his sister's structure.

Once they leave the Alfa cyst reaches the puppet chamber. And takes over now empty puppet and whole superstructure. This cyst learns about so much by using Pebbles memories and finally picks itself a name

Erratic Pulse

Also it founds out about ancient desire for ascension and max karma symbol. With looks very similar to itself and the reason behind its creation. So Pulse starts to believe that it and it's kind is the triple affirmative that iterator kind tried to find for so long. So why not to help them by spreading itself further? Also it founds out about it's neighbor. It's sister that is really kind and was treated poorly by Pebbles, who Erratic Pulse now hates. so why not to try talk with her?

Moon in meantime with Ruffles tries to understand what happened. Pebbles finally heard her pleases? And scans her structure to know about the damage

And she gets a message from her brother? But something is not right. He doesn't talk like this. She asks for a call but he refuses to pick up. So she uses her seniority privileges to force the call. She was not ready to find out that her brother was replaced by a rotting stranger. Erratic Pulse tells her about itself and asks her to join and accept the "triple affirmative". Moon ends the call and blocks the stranger.

Meanwhile Pebbles, Arti and Spears already reached Moon's wall. Iggy(Moon's overseer) noticed them and leads them to Moon's chamber. Moon was shocked to see her brother in overseer body but she was happy to know that he is alive. Moon lets Pebbles connect to her structure and now he can use hologram of himself and tell Moon everything.

In the meantime other slugcats start to arrive to the facility grounds. Hunter with a pearl from Sig, Gourmand with Survivor, Monk and Watcher(night cat) on the adventure to find more or new food for the colony and Saint, a nomadic scug that ascends only ones who seeks ascension. They all menage to reach Moon structure and not get infected by Rot infected creatures or by Rot itself.

Erratic Pulse send out the triple affirmative with the files of its genome to spread on over iterators.

And there is one slugcat that accidentally entered it's chamber and fell in love with it. Enot. The lust thirsty scugcat gets turned into infected but menage to save his desire for love. Which annoys Pulse

In Moon's structure. Moon, Pebbles and slugcats are thinking about plans for elimination of Erratic Pulse and the Rot.

So that's how main events of the au started

thank you for reading this! ❤

[sentient-rift]

“AHah, oh just ignore my irreverent remarks if you’re that sensitive Solo. ...Between you and me, It’s not that I disprove of your... your friends… they seem strong. It’s just… In a strange way, I can't get away from seeing myself in you… and things, well, they never really worked out for me… I would hate to see you make yourself vulnerable only for something bad to happen… Don't let your guard down.”

"I... I see... Honestly, I know the risks of getting too close to people... That's why I don't always tell anyone how I feel unless I can really trust them... Or if they can't talk, like Azure Kite over there..."

"..."

"Anyway, I still keep my guard up. I still remember what happened in the past, and I still think about it every day... That's why I'm taking extra precautions to make sure not to get too close to everyone here... And to those I do get close to, I'll have to work extra hard not to lose them. I guess now I have yet another reason to grow stronger..."

"..."

"Don't compare me to Stelar, Laplace! He and I are still very different! He has to depend on that friendship power, while I depend on my own! And it's my own power that I'll use to protect what's dear to me!

"Even if that's the case, mi amigo... You wouldn't mind if we helped you protect what you care about, si?"

"...No. I don't mind. If anything... I appreciate it..."

"..."

"What do you mean by 'they grow up so fast?!'"

[butch-reidentified]

Huh. After I outed a trans woman who was my best friend for a couple years in college as a sexual predator - and I was only the first to speak up; something like over a dozen other victims followed including women, several of whom were trans/nb-identifying, as well as other transfems-identified ones.

He sent me these messages on a sock account. For anyone who doesn't know, I was at the Pulse Nightclub in Orlando on the night of June 11th, 2016 into early morning on June 12th. I was there when the shooting started.

Here are a couple highlights from the messages he sent me from one of many fake FB accounts he made (or had his lackeys make) to harass and spy on me. If you have any doubts, I know it was him because later in the conversation, he uses my legal name and childhood nickname, which virtually nobody knows, and the other people who do are people who love and care about me and wouldn't have sent anything like this in a trillion years...

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She also said lovely, totally-not-things-an-abuser-would-say, type of shit like:

And so much more. He went on a massive slander campaign against me full of the most nauseating, horrific, genuinely PTSD-triggering fuckshit.

The original post just made me think of this experience, & the (very male) behavior displayed in both the OP and my screenshots of telling women they deserve their trauma and abuse and intentionally trying to trigger women's trauma...

[knightscanfeeltoo]

I wanna see "Real-Life", Classic Boba Fett wielding an Amban Phase-Pulse Rifle from "The Mandalorian" using Source Filmmaker because he still used them before Din Djarin in "The Holiday Special" Cartoon and its not like we'll ever see Boba use them in like some New Season for Mandalorian or TBOBF Show anyway...

(also the mandalorian amban phase-pulse rifle look somewhat like the ee-tr3 concept rifle from star wars 1313, which makes it even more fitting for boba fett to wield din djarin's rifle, just saying...)

[butch-reidentified]

<33333 you're wonderful, amazing, and incredibly strong and resilient. you've done more for lgbt people than all of the people throwing hate at you combined.

thank you, love ❤️ I know this for a fact. I know for a fact I've done and STILL do more for trans people than ANYONE on here coming for me 🤷 I've personally arranged and/or paid for healthcare including expensive HIV medications, housing, food, doctor's appointments, clothing, and more for homosexual AND TRANS people in need in my community. I've used my connections to get welfare resources for homosexual AND TRANS people they otherwise either couldn't access or would have had to wait months for. I've paid for and legally facilitated the name change of more than one trans acquaintance. I have opened my home to unhoused gay AND TRANS young adults to ensure they had shelter and food and safety and access to medicine, and paid for motel rooms for unhoused lgbt people for weeks or months while they waited for an opening in the shelter (which I also got them on the list for, sometimes when they didn't even technically qualify, using my connections as a Pulse survivor).

I've helped several LGBT young adults in need learn adult skills including how to drive, how to find and then apply & interview for jobs, how to check their vitals and what the dangerous ranges are, basic first aid, CPR certifications, harm reduction in cases involving substance misuse, how to find good medical providers & advocate for themselves to doctors/insurance, how to obtain and navigate medical insurance, how to apply for an apartment rental, how to apply for college or in one case even grad school, how to set boundaries and speak up for their needs, how to get documents changed, and much more.

I'm not wealthy, either, I did all of this while living paycheck to paycheck and struggling to feed myself. I did all this voluntarily, separate from charity organizations or guidance, on my own initiative. I found ways. I always found ways bc it mattered to me. I routinely used my unique connections as a Pulse survivor (esp connections to the lgbt resources who assisted us in the aftermath, but also to politicians like Carlos Guillermo Smith and Anna Eskamani who most of us survivors know personally) to help lgbt people in need. and what do the people who claim to be the real trans activists/allies do? harass and threaten me & women/girls like me - most often online as anonymous cowards, but even IRL (usually still anonymously) with courageous tactics such as doxxing, bomb threats, bombarding their employer's or school's phone line with hypocritical bootlickers calling for her to be fired or expelled.

What can the homophobic, misogynistic, self-proclaimed "pro trans" assholes (who are actually causing harm to & reducing public support for actual sex-dysphoric/GNC people) in my inbox honestly say they have done for trans people? Sent dozens if not hundreds of rape fantasies & death threats to a feminist lesbian who actually does meaningful and materially measurable work for the population you claim to be defending bc she says sex-based oppression is a real thing with material consequences from which all women and girls (50% of the world's human population) deserve liberation? 10/10 insane thought process.

I'm tired of it.

EDIT 12.28.2023 - Please see full version of this post with my vitally important follow-up reblogs here.

[butch-reidentified]

wow. yall know I pride myself on adhering to certain self-imposed rules of engagement on here (such as never sending anything on anon, hate or otherwise), but I personally know and am close friends with Columbine survivors due to being a mass shooting survivor who is involved with the national community myself. so this is actually the first time I'm gonna say this to anyone who didn't say it to me first: OP you should legitimately russian lathe accident yourself asap.

what the fuck is wrong with you actually? 😐 you're like that Community meme - you apparently can excuse (not just excuse but admire?? lust after??) men massacring a bunch of innocent schoolchildren, but you draw the line at feminists who oppose men who financially coerce women to be raped.

you're reblogging content that's actively fond of a school shooter - who is evidently also openly racist & misogynistic, and I doubt it ends there - but you "don't fuck with" the only branch of feminism that actually does the kind of work that aims to prevent women from being victimized by the sex industry?

how can you express sadness for a woman murdered by a man while simultaneously celebrating a misogynistic male murderer?

I can't believe I'm typing this, but even disregarding your abhorrent school shooter fetish, how can you express sadness for a woman murdered by a man for refusing to accept money to let him rape her, yet also be the type of "feminist" who sides with pimps and johns, and always says "listen to sex workers," but really just means the TINY minority of "sex workers" who claim*** that they truly have other options to pay the bills and just choose to do it because they enjoy it? and then on top of everything, you "don't fuck with" the type of feminists who ACTUALLY listen to women/girls in the sex industry (the vast, vast, vast majority of whom say they want to get out...

*** Emphasis on "claim" - let's not forget the terrifying number of women, self included, who have come out and said, "hey, I used to talk about how empowering this was and how I freely chose this and nobody was coercing/forcing me to do any act I didn't want to, and I totally had agency over every moment and loved every second... but actually! all that was a lie, a coping mechanism to survive this hellish nightmare trauma." or, "I was forced to say all that just as I was forced to do all this."

hey jsyk the post ab the woman who was killed for refusing sex work has a terf at the bottom. like a major terf/swerf. i’m not calling you out i just want you to know ab their rhetoric

Jesus Christ...Thank you for letting me know, I had no idea. I deleted it altogether. I don't fuck with that shit.

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

Yandere!Vampire that was once royalty, living in a dilapidated castle, alone and depressed. As a human, he was surrounded by people. Everyone adored him, his golden curls and warm brown eyes charming the hearts of every noble that set eyes on him.

That was until his family was slaughtered by a coven of vampires, leaving him the only survivor. Now with no family, he was turned away from the nobles that once gathered at his side, calling him beautiful and intelligent. Now he was a beast, and was only left alive because no one dared to touch him.

As the years passed by, all that knew of his existence died out, meaning no one remembered or cared for him. In the past, he had at least been grateful he had been in someone’s thoughts, even if it was in a negative light. Now, no one even hated him. He was just nonexistent to the world outside his castle.

Centuries passed by, every day slowly picking at the last bits of his sanity. Days of past grandeur and the current day mixed together, leaving him in a state where he couldn’t tell whether he was back in the living arms of his family, or wandering the dark, crumbling hallways of his childhood home.

It was only when a soft, warm light flooded one of the abandoned rooms he had been standing in that the fog in his brain began to fade, allowing him to see what was in front of him for the first time in decades.

It was you, a young woman in a hoodie and jeans, holding a flashlight. You lived only a mile away, and had been exploring when you came upon ruins of what seemed like an ancient castle.

You had heard rumors of a person that wandered the ruins from the townsfolk, and old tales of vampires that had been passed down by tongue for centuries. Not believing them, you decided to see for yourself…

Your light shone upon what you first thought was an ethereal ghost or some kind of beautiful spirit. A man with a mop of blonde curls, porcelain skin, and the most beautiful pair of ruby red eyes you’ve ever seen stared back at you.

The person attempted to speak, but clutched his throat, as if he hadn’t spoken in so long, his vocal cords had forgotten how.

“H-hello?”

The man perked up at the sound of your voice, his eyes clearing up. It seemed just hearing another human speak made his undead heart leap, and he couldn’t help but stumble towards you.

You yelped when he crossed the room within seconds and pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your neck and inhaling deeply.

The smell of another person, of sweat and perfume mixing together to make your own unique scent made him want to sob.

Of course you were freaked out, but the man holding onto you wasn’t hurting you, and you could feel warm tears soaking through your shirt. How could you turn away someone that was obviously in distress?

Unsurprisingly, the man followed you home. It didn’t take a genius to realize he wasn’t human. He was as pale as a sheet of paper, with no pulse or any color to his cheeks. His eyes were scarlet, a shade you had never seen a human have before.

Despite knowing this, you couldn’t help but care for him. He was thin, malnourished, with clothing that was so old and dirty that it nearly crumbled when he took them off.

“Are you hungry?”

You had taken to asking only yes or no questions, since he couldn’t speak. The man frowned, his eyes getting foggy for a second. You decided to ask again.

“Hello? Are you-“

He suddenly snapped back into reality, leaning forward to gently place his lips on your neck. You squeaked out in surprise when you felt his teeth sink into your neck… but it didn’t hurt. Instead, you only felt an uncomfortable pressure and draining sensation, and before long he was pulling back.

“Mmph…” he panted softly, blood running down his chin. “Was… so… thirsty…” he managed to say, his voice hoarse and small.

He cupped your cheek, holding your face in his hands and looking down at you with what could only be described as utter adoration.

“My love…”

From that point on, he was attached to your hip, following you everywhere you went like a lovesick puppy. Any time you were separated, he had severe anxiety, going back and forth from his dreamworld and reality. It was his coping mechanism, but it caused him to never understand what was real and what wasn’t.

You grounded him, made him feel safe and loved. Oh how he adored you. You had saved him from his lonely existence and taken him into your home as if he were a stray dog, and he was loyal like one. His loyalty came at a price, however, and that price was your freedom to do as you pleased.

Late nights out with friends became next to nonexistent, especially if he knew there would be any males there.

“I just want to protect you, my beloved. It’s a dangerous, cruel world. People will act as if they love you when they do not…”

And as you slowly became more and more isolated, his affections only grew. Kisses to your hand began to trail up your arm and to your neck. Snuggles turned into grinding and heavy petting, and even the most innocent of caresses became lewd in nature.

It didn’t take long for him to fuck you for the first time. After all, he had been pent up and alone for centuries, resisting taking you on the spot was excruciating.

The second he sunk into your pussy, he came. You were just so warm and your scent made his head fuzzy. He couldn’t help but fuck into you like a wild animal, feeding from your pretty neck as he filled you up over and over.

After the first time, a day didn’t pass by when he didn’t crave your intimate touch. Some days he was satisfied with heavy petting and kisses, others he couldn’t be satiated until his face was between your legs, lapping at your cunt for hours.

You were his, his mate, his lover. He couldn’t imagine a life without you anymore, so could you really blame him when he clung to you so tightly?

He just loved you, and he did such a good job at keeping you satisfied, just enough to where you didn’t look into the missing cases of your old lovers and male friends.

Why would you need to pay attention to any of that when your loving, attentive boyfriend was right there, ready to worship you from head to toe?

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Zombie! König NSFW Headcanons

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Dub-Con/Non-Con, Mentions of Breeding, Implied Forced Pregnancy/Eggnancy, Stomach Bulging, Restraining, Unprotected Sex, Monster Fucking, Zombie Fucking, Implied Yandere König, Possessive König, Jealous König, Zombie! König, Human! Reader, Zombie Anatomy, No Pronouns Used For Reader Except You.

Your current condition, that being thoroughly incapacitated, used and spent, had been the result of König’s jealousy, his possession of you.

All it took was for him to see you speaking with another survivor – one which had materialised out of nowhere – a little too enthusiastically.

Not that anyone could blame you; he was the first living person you’d seen in months, and you to him, too.

Until König showed up. Lumbering and mammoth and disease-ridden, he rocked up to you on creaking bones and stiffened joints, his deathly condition apparent in every facet of his being, from his gait to the stale blood staining his tactical gear.

The other survivor took one look at him and didn’t even hesitate before he all but took flight, bolting in the opposite direction.

You weren’t a fool. You knew König had done it on purpose.

He may be undead, but he was smart. Too smart.

Later that evening, you didn’t even look at König, instead bundling up in your room within the decrepit confines of your hideout while König ruminated.

If he could, he was sure his heart would squeeze, his throat would constrict at the prospect of upsetting you.

But, either because of his decaying state or something more carnal clouding his remorse.

The thought of that man, just some guy, touching you…

König’s eye twitched. His teeth gritted together, grinding.

The longer he stewed in the what-ifs – what if he hadn’t been there to frighten off his competition, what if that survivor had had his way with you – the less human he felt. The stronger the parasite’s instincts became, a chanting, goading, incipient voice that urged him to succumb to his feral ways.

Despite his stature, König was deceptively quiet. As much was apparent when you turned, your anger making it impossible to get comfortable, only to see König stood over you, watching you, your bedroom door swung open.

König gave you little time to process his arrival, to process that his appearance was not the extension of an olive branch – an apology – but a siege on your defences.

It wasn’t hard for König to pin you down, both with his weight and his strength as his hands kept your wrists welded to the mattress.

He snarled, his veil doing nothing to muffle the carnality in his tone, the voice of the parasite urging him to act. Now.

You tried to fight him off. Tried to call his name – the one you’d both settled on when you first met — tried to reason with the small part of him that was still human.

Little did you know that he, the last remaining thread which tethered König to the Living, was responsible for this.

You see, König is not the sharing type. A lesson you learned too late, it would seem.

The reason why König was bearing down on you now, trying not to rock his hips against yours as he collared your wrists together beneath his palm and fumbled with stiffened fingers for the zipper of his trousers was rooted solely in envy.

And now, freed of his pants, König’s cock stood stiff against his stomach. His hand, free now, gripped your jeans by the hem. Tore them off. A button pinged into a corner. You yelped.

Despite having dreamt of this moment for almost the entirety of your travels together, nothing in König’s dying mind could have prepared him for the rush he felt as you writhed, tried not to enable him with your whines when his drooling tip caught you.

König stuffed you full of him, and a sword of ice penetrated you, filled you.

You gasped, your back arching and your mouth dropping open as you struggled to take both his size and his piercing, freezing, bulbous cock.

You felt it twitch inside you. Pulse. And the only thought that crossed your mind was that something of a parasitic nature must be crawling through his veins, trying to get to you. Get into you.

Of course, that was not the case. König ever would have acted on his instincts if he’d known you were at risk of leading an almost-eternity of rot like him. He cared that much for you, at least.

Even if he had perceived your talking to that other lone survivor earlier as an act of disloyalty.

Deep down, he knows it wasn’t. You and König weren’t even dating, so how could it be?

Zombie instincts. And König’s naturally domineering, possessive nature. That’s how it could be.

König had to hold back the feeling, the need, to pump you full of his cum right then and there as he saw a long, thick bump form in your middle.

Him.

König growled. You whimpered. Something cold, viscous, tricked into you.

The avantmath of König’s excitement.

König’s eyes, though mulled over with a haze that suggested vacancy, were still an ice blue. Watching and heavy.

As was his cock halfway mounted inside you. It almost pinned you to the mattress itself with just how much of it there was, no doubt enlarged some by the parasite, the disease. Which, if the rest of König was to go by, wasn’t the only thing it engorged.

König’s frame possessed muscularity you didn’t even think possible on a man, his arms bulging, larger than your head, his thighs almost bursting from his pants as he bent over your figure, his trousers pulled taut over his muscles, just below his hips.

You stifled a sob, the air knocked out of you, as König began to move. Slowly, at first, the notion of intimacy having become a lost skill to him.

As he grew used to the motion of withdrawing and plunging back in, he grew faster. Harsher.

He could see from the furrow in your brow, the gritting of your teeth, the clenching of your jaw, that taking him was painful. Un-customary for your…relationship.

And though his chest would have panged with the knowledge that he, of everyone in the wasteland, was the one hurting you, his body was no longer privy to such reactions.

Instead, he pressed his hips to yours, tried manoeuvring you so that he could take you from a deeper angle, and slid further.

He bit back a grunt, his grip about your wrists tightening. You let out a yelp, these new inches of not only length but girth almost splitting you open. At least, that’s how it felt.

König built to and kept his feral pace, fucking you like an animal, giving you little time to breathe and him little time to think about what he was doing.

All he thought about was making you his. About making sure everything, living and otherwise, who came upon you in the wasteland would know you belonged to him.

Though, with what he was planning on doing to you, he knew you wouldn’t be going outside again.

Against your mind’s judgement, your body wanted König. That much was clear in the way you ceased fighting him off, instead trying to push into him, trying to take him deeper.

Your actions were not lost on König. But, given how his face was clouded not only with his veil, but with his lust, you wouldn’t have been surprised if they were.

Eventually, König’s weight and speed proved to be too much.

You cried out, as if for the only other survivor in the city to hear you, to save you.

König released a growl, a howl, as his cold, congealed, thickened cum pumped into you.

You could feel it, like water through a hose. Could feel König’s veins twitching, feel yourself getting full from his load.

Against your better judgement, you wrapped your legs about König’s torso, as if to stop even an ounce of his semen from escaping.

You didn’t have to look down to know that your stomach was filling up like a balloon – that König had completely and utterly made you his from the inside out.

You couldn’t see the way König’s jaw hung open, couldn’t feel the way his fantasy made his body lock up with electric anticipation.

Not that you knew this, but König knew the infection — the parasite — was evolving.

Once it fully matured, it would give König an opportunity he wouldn’t perceive as golden — gold dust — until he met you.

The ability to lay eggs in a host.

Granted, the idea was not to spread the infection in the living host but to enable the birth of more parasites. But for König, it worked all the same.

And, as he looked down at you, taking his load so easily now, he knew this was not just a possibility, but a reality.

You would start a new life. Together. Him as your protector, your sword and your shield, and you his perfect little incubator, swollen with your shared offspring.

It wouldn’t be long until you’d be begging to bear his offspring. And it wouldn’t be long until he could grant your wish.

Reblog for more content like this! It helps creators like myself tremendously and it is greatly appreciated :-)

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[writers-potion]

Let's Scare Your Readers!

Combine the techniques below with the techniques for building suspense to give your readers a palm-sweating sensation!

Darkness

If absolute darkness doesn't make sense in your story, aim for semi-darkness: dusk, a single lantern/candle, heavily curtained windows, a thick canopy of trees, etc. Flickering lights that create confusing shadows can also be effective.

Let the darkness pool gradually around your MC. Show the night or fog rolling in, the camp-fire subsiding, or the candles burn down one by one.

Examples:

The candle sputtered. The light wavered.

The lamp cast its smoky light on the brick walls.

The night was silent, but for the dry rustling of leaves as the wind whispered through the trees.

Sound

Of all the senses, the sense of hearing serves best to create excitement and fear.

the clacking of the villain's boots on the floor tiles, the ticking of the wall clock, a dog barking outside, the roaring of a distant motor, a door slamming somewhere in the house, water dripping from the ceiling, the chair squeaking, the whine of the dentist's drill, the scraping of the knife on a whetstone, a faraway siren wailing the heroine's own heartbeat thudding in her ears.

When the surroundings are dark, your MC will grow to be more aware of the surrounding noise, even if it's not relevant to the plot.

Chill

Make it uncomfortably cold for the MC, and your readers will shiver with them.

powercut cutting off the heating, nightfall naturally bringing in lower temperatures.

winter, evening, a cool breeze that chills everything, survivors running our of fuel, the ceiling fan is over-active, stone builindg/caves/sbuterranean chambers tend to be cold.

Describe how the cold pinpricks the MC's skin, stunting their thinking and making them shiver.

The opposite can also be effective: turn up the temperature using a stove, an overheated motor, or the sweltering sun to make the MC sweat.

Isolation

This is a common technique: let the MC face the monster alone with no external help. It's also easier to limit the resources and escape routes available for the MC.

an abandoned factory, remote mountaintop, the depth of an unexplored cave.

It can also be more everyday locations: a construction site, the sewer, a malfunctioning bathroom.

Meet the Monster

When describing the threat, spread out your descriptions so that (1) the scene has constant action (2) you have material to build up later.

Good details to show:

hands, fingers, nails, talons, claws

the sound of the voice, growl, roar

the smile, teeth

the texture of skin, fur, scales.

Get Visceral

Never tell your readers that the MC is scared. Describe the fright using these physical effects:

the skin crawling, breath stalling, scalp pricking, clenching of the chest, stomach curling, heart thudding, sweat tricking down, clogged throat, pulse in the ears, cold sweat, chills up/down the spine, stomach knotting, breathless, etc.

The Gory Bits

Instead of describing everything, limit yourself to particular details, keeping overall description short. Non-stop gore doesn't shock - its bores.

Create a contrast: the child's mutilated corpse still clutches the doll. The brains from the baby's plt skull spill across the fluffy pink blanket.

Use similes, comparing gruesome buts to something from ordinary life. The intestines look like spaghetti in tomato sauce. The blood spilling from the mouth looks like lipstick.

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Ok.So. My dear friend @this-aint-no-place-for-no-hero(Keys) shared with me his idea of au with mutated sentient rot. He called it rain world: pestilence. And I wanted to draw designs for this au. Let's see where it goes :D

summarily. Rot eats something in garbage wastes and mutates. Quickly consuming Pebble's entire superstructure. He himself manages to evacuate to Moon's in the upgraded overseer's body, taking with him the mass rarefaction cell. So now scugs and siblings need to stop the sentiment rot called themselves Erratic Pulse.

if you like this au we will be glad to share more about it😊

[sentient-rift]

🌋 ((Your Solo at my Laplace lol

"What can I say about that Laplace that I haven't already said about mine? There are a lot of words that come to mind when I think of Laplace, such as 'Annoying,' 'Troublemaker,' and occasionally 'Jerk.'

"...With that said, if your Laplace is anything like mine, then the Best word that describes him is... 'Reliable.' I can always count on him..."

*Laplace gets all fuzzy inside.*

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What Joe Biden has Done for LGBTQ+ People

I wanted to list out everything The Biden Administration has done for Queer people in the last 3 and a half years, but according to GLAAD it'd been 337 moves (and I noticed they missed a few things...) there was just no way to list every ground breaking first Queer person ever nominated to fill this or that job, every ally with a historic LGBT rights record nominated for a top job, every beautiful statement of support, every time he tried to get Congress to pass the Equality Act (support it!) So I've gone through and done my best to pick the ones I think were the most important, but everyone should check out the full list!

Day 1: Signs executive orders banning discrimination and ordering a full review of all federal agencies policies to better include and support LGBT people

Pete Buttigieg becomes the first openly gay person nominated and confirmed for a cabinet level post as Secretary of Transportation

Revokes Trump’s 2018 ban on transgender military personnel

Department of Housing and Urban Development implements LGBTQ protections in housing, becoming first federal agency to implement Pres. Biden’s executive order

First President to recognize and proclaim Trans Day of Visibility

Department of Justice Civil Rights Division issues an official memo that the Supreme Court's Bostock decision against LGBT workplace discrimination also applies to education through Title IX

HUD withdraws a Trump Administration proposed rule change, and reaffirms trans people's rights to seek shelters matching their gender identity

HHS announces the withdrawal of Trump Administration rules that allowed discrimination by healthcare organizations against LGBT people.

The State Department and later Homeland Security announce babies born to Queer couples overseas will be American citizens if one parent is American, in the past the child only qualified if they were genetically related to the American citizen parent.

The Justice Department files against a West Virginia law banning trans students from school athletics

Department of Veterans Affairs announces it will offer gender confirming surgery for transgender veterans. There are an estimated 134,000 transgender veterans in the U.S. and another 15,000 transgender people serving in the armed forces.

President Biden Signs a law making the Pulse Night Club a national memorial

The State Department creates an X gender marker for passports and other documents, allowing gender affirming identification for non-binary and intersex people for the first time.

The Census Bureau for the first time issues a Survey with questions about sexual orientation and gender identity

On the 10th anniversary of the repeal of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, Veterans Administration announces that soldiers discharged for homosexual conduct, gender identity or HIV status qualify for veterans' benefits

Dr. Rachel Levine becomes the first trans person confirmed by the US Senate when she was nominated to be Assistant Secretary for Health, she also became the first trans flag rank officer when she was sworn in as a 4 star Admiral for her job as head of the Public Health Service Commissioned Corps, his makes her the highest ranked trans person in government

Holds the first ever vigil in the White House for Transgender Day of Remembrance

HHS announces rule change to reinstate and expand protections against discrimination in the Affordable Care Act, including denying coverage for gender-affirming care.

Social Security Administration reverses a Trump Administration policy and allows benefits claims by surviving partners in same-sex relationships, whose partner died before marriage equality was legal

President Biden signs the reauthorization of the Violence Against Women Act (a bill he helped originally craft in the Senate) which for the first time has grant programs dedicated to expanding and developing initiatives specifically for LGBTQ survivors of domestic violence

The TSA announces new technology and policy shifts to improve the customer experience of transgender travelers who have previously been required to undergo additional screening due to alarms in sensitive areas.

The Social Security Administration allows people to edit their gender and name on records for the first time without legal and medical documentation

The US Air Force announces it'll offer medical and legal aid to any personnel families affected by state level anti-trans youth bills.

Karine Jean-Pierre becomes the first Lesbian to serve as White House Press Secretary

on 50th anniversary of Title IX The Department of Ed strengthens protections for Students against sexual harassment and discrimination

Veterans Affairs announces survivor benefits now extended to partners from relationships before marriage equality was legalized in 2015

President Biden signs the Respect for Marriage Act into law enshrining protections for marriage equality for same-sex and interracial couples

The Department of Ed announces new rules around athletic eligibility under Title IX, declaring blanket bans on trans students violate the law and setting up strike standards for schools

The White House announced a suit of new protections for LGBTQ people, including a new job at the Department of Ed to combat book bans, a joint DoJ Homeland Security effort to combat violence and threats and HHS evidence-based guidance to mental health providers for care of transgender kids

President Biden signs an Executive Order directing HHS to protect LGBTQI+ youth in the foster care system, a rule they later passed requiring Queer foster children to be placed in affirming homes

The Biden administration joins families of transgender youth in Tennessee and Kentucky in petitioning the U.S. Supreme Court to review and reverse a circuit court ruling allowing a ban on mainstream health care to be enforced

President Biden Signs a EO expanding on past EO on equality and helping underserved communities

The Department of Education's Civil Rights office opens an investigation into the death of Nex Benedict. President Biden in his statement said: "Every young person deserves to have the fundamental right and freedom to be who they are, and feel safe and supported at school and in their communities. Nex Benedict, a kid who just wanted to be accepted, should still be here with us today. Nonbinary and transgender people are some of the bravest Americans I know. But nobody should have to be brave just to be themselves. In memory of Nex, we must all recommit to our work to end discrimination and address the suicide crisis impacting too many nonbinary and transgender children.”