#she also told me about that experiment and always told us our pets loved us cause we fed them

[jamiebluewind]

Warning! Pet illness, xray

A friend of mine a few states away had a pregnant female cat walk onto her porch and decide she lives now. She had 3 kittens. Since my friend/roommate @winterpower98 was looking for her first cat, we (other roommate/bestie, Winter/Gaia, and I) decided to take a trip down to visit and see if one of the kittens would work for her.

The thing is, she did fall in love with one! He's black with white markings, so the 6 year old had been calling him Eclipse. He's, curious, playful, and always trying to get into something. He loves Gaia. I mean LOVES her. And she loves him. Like... emptying her savings loves him.

Right before we arrived, our friend noticed a little lump on his belly. They thought nothing of it. And then, it got bigger. And bigger. And bigger.

After a week, we took him to a local vet to get checked out. He had a umbilical hernia. Luckily it stopped before his diaphragm, but the hernia was severe enough that he would need surgery to close it (a lot of articles talked about smaller ones closing on their own which is why we waited). He would also need special care for IBS symptoms and to keep his hernia from getting injured or obstructed before repair (which couldn't happen until he was big enough to go under anesthesia). He would need to come indoors for his safety and be separated from the others as his sisters pouncing on the hernia was causing issues (a week earlier than the 8 week mark).

I was honestly expecting Gaia to say it was too much for her to handle. Even told her that nobody would judge her for not being ready for that level of responsibility. That we could find an organization that could take him and get him the help he needed and find him a good home. He has two sisters she could consider, there were plenty of shelters back home with cats under a year old, and we could even check the town we were visiting and places on the way back home, so there were options. I knew how much it took to care for a kitten with health issues (my current cat required months of specialized care and there were plenty of scares along the way) and Gaia has no previous experience with cats outside of hanging out with our cats, so that's just starting on hard mode.

After a long serious talk on the responsibilities she was about to take on, she said she knew it would be hard but the thought of giving him up made her sick. That she would do whatever it took to give him a happy life for however long she has him. We aren't rich people, she's going back to college full time, she had only decided on him over one of his sisters that morning, and (again) this would be the first cat she has ever had. She went all in without a second thought.

The original quotes from various vets willing to do the surgery (not all vets can) were pretty insane, but luckily I found a non-profit that did the surgery for about half. My other roommate and I fully support her and chipping in what we can.

Eclipse is 8 week old and his surgery is scheduled in a month, but we are going to call in and check for cancelations since he's reached the minimum weight and age for anesthesia. Winter has been so busy caring for him that she's not had a chance to post about him, so I decided to do it on the drive home. I think the story is important because it raises awareness about an issue most don't know about and shows someone genuinely caring about a pet with special needs. As a disabled person who's went through a lot of ableism and survived abuse, it really hit me to see how much she loves him with her whole chest and doesn't ever approach his issues with anger or blame.

I don't ask for reblogs much, but I wanted to ask you guys to boost this. I linked Gaia's PayPal below if anyone wants to help take some of the financial burden off her, but you can also support her with messages and boosting this and her future post/s about Eclipse (cut her some slack guys, she's currently in tired new mom mode). I don't expect anyone to donate because I know you guys are mostly in the same shape as us, but I think showing Gaia support is just as important.

Now if you'll excuse me, the hyperactive boy got the zoomies and just jumped in the toilet XD

Edit: Late thing to add on, but a few days after posting this my other roommate/bestie Sarah decided to adopt his sister! Her name is Melanite, but her honey eyes have earned her the nickname Miel. Her and Eclipse have always been very close (often laying on top of each other), so it's great that they'll get to stay together.

[gayerthanevertbh]

tall child | i want you pt. 6

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pairings: older!natasha romanoff x young!fem reader

summary: your father doesn’t know it yet, but you’re in love with his best friend. and what makes it better is that you’re sure enough that she feels the same way. the sad part is, neither of you can word out your love for each other properly.

warnings: slight argument, heavily detailed smut, g!p natasha, dom!natasha & sub!reader, dirty talking, pet names, slight fluff, and angst - MINORS DNI.

notes: what you ask, you shall receive! also listen to “i want you” at the end of the chapter, trust me it’s worth it lol x 

I had anticipated the party at Felicia's house before I arrived. Only a few people were present; by "few people" I meant at least 20 people gathered around the house. Most of them were outside, swimming by the pool. The others were by the kitchen, where a single man serving them drinks appeared to be my dad's age. While watching MJ try her best to flirt with Felicia, who showed no interest, I was in the pool area with my feet in the water. Why would you go after someone who has no interest in you? I don’t understand the concept of that. You’re just wasting your time, leave before you get hurt.

I wasn’t an experience alcoholic drinker, I barely even drank half of the beverages that were served in the kitchen. Maybe it's because my tolerance for alcohol isn’t so great – I remember myself getting drunk for the first time and being woken up by my father laughing fondly at me. Oh, Y/n, he would say with a sigh. You’ve always been such a little girl. And maybe I was; which made me feel a little uncomfortable being here.

Yet I still drank half of the vodka that was in my glass.

I considered calling Natasha and asking her to drive me home, but she mentioned that she was going to play poker at an underrated bar in town. I was intrigued at first. Why would you play poker this late in the evening? Are you seeing someone else? Is some girl touching your crotch now since I'm not good at it? To be fair, though, I was also outside, and if I had those thoughts, I'd come off as hypocritical. I wonder what she thinks of me and what her thoughts may be when it comes to me. Did she like the way we kissed? How our hands touch under the dining table with my father around? I could still taste the saliva from her mouth, and it was sweet like a grape. Having these naughty thoughts tingles down my spine, it wouldn’t be the best idea to do it here out and open.

“Y/n.”

As I slowly turned around, I saw Bucky standing there with his yellow shirt open to reveal his bare chest. Before taking a sip, I grinned at him a little, hoping he wouldn't notice how I was cringing at the taste.

When I did not respond to him, he sat down next to me and removed one stick of tobacco from his shirt's small pocket. He gave me another look in the hopes that I would return at least one, but I did not. He sighed.

“How are you?”

I shrugged. “Doing okay I guess,” I finished my glass and felt myself wincing. I shouldn’t even be drinking this kind of alcohol, it makes me feel sick. “How about you?”

“Doing great now since you’re talking to me.”

“Are we supposed to be on speaking terms?”

“Y/n–”

“I know what you did the other day,” I told him, showing him that I’m not into small talk. He pursed his lips together and hung his head low. “You tried ruining us both, I thought you were my best friend?”

“My feelings for you don’t go away for a day,” he explained. “You expect me to be fine when she looks at you the way I look at you? No, of course not. You picked someone so old when you could have me to spend the rest of your life with. I think she’s using you only for pleasure, Y/n.”

“How do you even know that?” I couldn’t help but scoff under my breath, turning away from his face as I could see an agonizing pain from him – which I cannot endure. But when he said that Natasha might be using me, somehow that made me think. What if she was? What if I’m just some girl that she’ll take advantage of, and that I’m nothing special? That stung my heart, and I could feel my knees weaken from his statement.

Are you using me?

“You don’t think I hear you having sex with her in your room?” Bucky scoots closer to me, his lips trembling with anger or despair. “You don’t think that I haven’t seen her touching you by the waist? Or sometimes by your fucking ass? She’s using you!”

“Keep your voice down–”

“I would never use you like that,” he sighs, pinching his nose bridge. “I would never touch you the way she touches you, I don’t even think you like the way she does it.”

“But that’s none of your business!” I hissed at him, as I furrowed my eyebrows. Our conversation was getting intense, and I had this feeling to walk out. But I couldn’t. We both looked at our surroundings, and no one suspected us of having a short argument. Perhaps we weren’t so loud after all, since no one batted an eye. I kept our distance again and whispered to him, “I love her, and she loves me. She wouldn’t do something like that, I know her better than you do.”

He shrugged his shoulders and lit his cigarette before throwing it across the bushes. "Maybe you know her, but something in her eyes that screams evil," he continued. He made a poor choice by saying that. "Y/n, I love you. I doubt I'll ever love anyone else the way I love you. I will respect whatever relationship you have with her since I am still your best friend. Just... don't harm yourself. When it comes to her, be cautious.”

I wanted to stand up for her and convince him that Natasha wasn't like that. Whether or not we had sexual relations, she loved me unconditionally. She showed me numerous displays of affection that didn't require her to physically touch me, and they led to me falling in love with her. She is not at all what he has described her to be.

A moment of unbearable silence abrupt us both.

I added softly, entirely off-subject, "My mother has never reconciled with my father ever since they had a divorce,” I didn't need those sad expressions he gave me as he stared into my eyes. "And I've loathed my mother ever since. She was nothing but emotionally abusive towards me and doesn't have anything pleasant to say when it comes to my being. Natasha has been looking after me more than my mother has since I've been here. She cares about me and is always there. And when I needed her, where was she? Gone. She was there for me physically, but not emotionally. Simply put, Buck. But Natasha? She spares me the kind of suffering I've experienced."

Nothing else was said by him after that. Instead, he gave me a quick nod before getting up and heading off. I didn't chase him down or even shout his name. I simply sat there with my mouth open, thinking that if I had ever loved this boy, I never would have fallen in love with Natasha. Yet no matter how little of the world Natasha and I were a part of, I know I'll come back to her. There was nothing I could say to change the fact that we were both intended to be together.

I soon found myself back at Felicia's home. Bucky didn't bother to offer to drive me home, so MJ said she would. I offered to walk home, but she refused and grabbed her keys by the handle before leaving with me. While we were in the car, I thought heavily about what happened with Bucky a while ago. Although the drive was quiet, it wasn't uncomfortable. I listened to the music she liked on the radio and took in the nighttime sky as I imagined Natasha. For all of us, this summer was perfect. Maisy, our second maid, was chopping off leaves from our garden as my father was reading an ancient book that came from my grandfather. Natasha, meanwhile, simply sits next to him while sporting a nice expression and smoking a cigarette almost as an aesthetic. The people that were a part of my life this summer, whom I utterly cherish, are what I have enjoyed the most.

Especially that woman, that sane woman.

“Is he okay?” she asked, breaking our silence. “And you don’t seem drunk.”

“I could say the same with you.” I chuckled in response, causing her to laugh quietly as well.

“You and him have been always fighting, I don’t get it,” she said while turning her steering wheel. “Like, what are you two fighting about? Just tell me you’re gay, Y/n. Maybe then he’ll leave you alone.”

Despite being a closeted bisexual, MJ made me feel protected. Perhaps I should have told her that I could fall deeply in love with a woman, but it didn't feel appropriate to say it now, especially since we were both drunk. Yet my mouth spoke differently.

“Yeah, maybe I’ll tell him that.”

She smiled, shaking my left shoulder gently.

“I’m sure he won’t mind.”

If she only knew that I was in love with a 38-year-old woman, then she would react in a different way.

“Yeah,” I sighed. “I know he won’t.” that was the biggest lie that I’ve ever said.

I entered my room, tossed my tote bag on the floor, and flopped onto my bed to smell the fresh sheets Maisy had just changed. Tomorrow might be a better day for me, maybe my father would make something nice for breakfast, or fish at the sea with Natasha and the rest of them since that's something that we enjoyed doing. MJ might invite me over to do something fun, I don't know. My mind was clouded with exhaustion.

As I began to breathe slowly, I heard the door being closed. Too tired to turn, I whispered: “Who is it?”

“Hi, detka,” the woman that I’d been thinking about not nearly 15 minutes ago was in my room, and it made my night entirely better because she was here. I turned my head slowly and smiled at her before she got into bed with me and gave me a small kiss on the head. “I’ve missed you today.”

“Missed you too, Tasha.” I sat up with a groggy look and hugged her tight, smelling her scent. Did she drink tonight? I thought to myself. Before I could even ask, Natasha lifts up my chin and looks down at me with the most sultry eyes I’ve ever seen. “Tasha? Are you okay?”

She sighs under her breath and pushes me back down onto the bed gently, kissing my mouth with hunger as she does so. “Yeah,” she murmured while fondling my breasts over my shirt. “I just… I need you tonight.”

“What’s going on? Did something happen tonight?”

She simply shakes her head as she keeps her tongue slithering inside of my mouth. Our kiss was so intensely needy and desperate that I could hardly even comprehend it. I gently pushed away from her chest as I worriedly eyed her, but when she looked at me with those hooded eyes, I knew she wanted to fuck me right then.

“Tash, are you sure about this? You look–”

She pleaded with me imploringly, "Please," tucking her hand into my shirt and squeezing my left breast. I whimpered in return. “I'm begging you to let me make love to you tonight… please.”

How was I going to refuse her? Of course, I also desired to have sex with her. I cupped both of her cheeks and nodded, kissing her briefly before her hands assaulted my naked breasts again. As she continues to kiss my neck with her tongue flat against my skin, I notice that her eyes are closed. I shivered, not because I didn't want the kiss, but rather because the intensity of the experience made me want her to take me right there. But as soon as she lowered her sweatpants and bounced her cock in the air, my needs were satisfied.

“You want me, baby?” her voice was huskier this time, and I could feel myself getting wet from it. She swiftly removes my shorts, along with my underwear, and spreads my wet folds apart. “You want me to fuck you now? Oh, I’ve been wanting to be inside you for days…”

We didn’t have sex for the past week since everyone was at our house. But since my father was asleep and it was just the two of us, she immediately took this opportunity to fuck me in my bed – alone in the dark of my cold room. As my eyes were shut tight, I felt her hand gripping my jaw gently – asking silently to open them again.

“Look at me when I fuck you,” she demands, but not to the point that her voice is scary. I nodded in reply, my breath trembling as she slowly pumps her dick. “You know that I love you, right?”

“O-Of course,” I replied, biting my lower lip as she dragged the tip of her cock through my folds in an up-and-down motion, teasing me with that sinister grin. “Oh, god–Natasha–”

“Shh,” her thumb presses against my lips as she spits on her other hand, spreading it along with her penis while her eyes were looking down at me. My god, I think I’ve never seen this version of her before. “It’s okay, ‘m here. Daddy won’t hurt you, I just need to be inside of you right now…”

Before I could even utter a word, she slowly slipped her cock inside of me as we both groaned about how good it felt to experience this kind of sex once more. She moans into my neck, whispering: “Fuck, you’re still so tight. I could barely move inside of you, oh god…”

“Tasha,” I murmured into her ear as my nails scratched her back, her shirt still on. “You’re so big!”

“Shhh,” her lips met with mine once more as she pulled out slowly, then thrusting back in with much force this time. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me. Never notice how wet you are for me, you wanted this too… don’t you?”

I nodded, whispering with a moan, “Yes! Yes, you feel so good inside of me–Oh god, go faster!”

We could only hear my bed squeaking and quietly banging against the wall as she rocked her hips against my skin. Since we typically make a lot of noise when having sex, I was surprised by how quiet we were this time. I held her tight in my arms as she thrust into me at a faster pace, her thrusting was more different. It felt like she was in a hurry, or that she needed to release that quickly. So I lifted up her head and asked, “Take it slow, Tash. We have the time in the world.”

“Can’t,” she replied back with a whimper. “I just–Fuck, just need you right now sweet girl.”

She clung to me while repeatedly pulling her cock out of me as she observed the connection between our sexes. Natasha had a thing for watching us fucked, it was as if it was her favorite thing in the world – and I could be right. The room started to fill with the sound of our skin, and the moisture started to warm up. Once more, our lips met, and I felt her tongue brush up against mine. My body began to feel like it was heating up like a kettle. Natasha pushed thrust after thrust into me, as if I were a balloon about to burst.

Her hands were now on my hips, forcefully gripping my skin, and huffed each time her cock was hitting my spot. I felt overwhelmed by this feeling, and there was nothing I could do but hold her close and let it all happen.

“I love you,” she whimpered with a deeper voice, snapping her hips back and forth against my mind as I felt her entire length inside of me, making me whine in desperation. “I love you so much, detka. I don’t want a-anything else but you, o-only you…”

Each time she thrusts into me hard, I could hear the squelching sound coming from our joined sexes. Her gaze on me was heavy, as if she was hungry for more and I couldn’t help but give her the same look, since I felt the same way that she did. A low hum escaped from her mouth when I clenched around her dick, her hips stuttering for a bit.

“I love you too,” I whispered breathlessly. “I’ll always love you.”

Natasha's eyes were closed and she thrusts into me at a much faster pace, her hips rising. As she pursued her orgasm, she grabbed the sheet next to my head, her groans growing louder and faster. “Just like that,” she cried. “Keep taking it for me, j-just like that… Oh god!”

The bed was starting to creak loudly, and I patted her upper arm to keep ourselves quiet. She sees my hand and decides to give me a strong kiss instead, though it was sloppier than usual. “This pussy belongs to me,” Natasha panted on my lips. “All mine, okay? Not Bucky’s, mine.”

“Yours!” I moaned quietly, biting my lip hard that I could feel the coil taste on my tongue. “J-Just yours, Oh god–please!”

She stutters her hips and says, "I'm here," as she buries her head in my neck and forces her cock firmly back inside of me – her balls tighten with orgasm. “Fuck, I’m here. Just stay like that, yeah…”

I came around her cock, crying out with my eyes closed tightly. She touches my cheek with her hand and kisses the corner of my mouth, flopping herself on top of me. Our chest heaved while she lazily thrusts her cock inside of me, eventually pulling out with a sloshing sound. I looked down and saw her dick twitching, and I smiled fondly at it.

Natasha hugged me that night and slept next to me after our passionate encounter. She still had her head buried in my neck, and her leg was wrapped around my waist. Looking up at the ceiling, I held her in my arms and realized that everything we did was driven by an insatiable need for one another. I noticed her mouth was slightly gaping when I looked to my side. It made me want to reach out and touch it. She wasn't a restless sleeper, so I refrained from doing so.

“I love you,” I whispered to her slumbered self, smiling blissfully. “I love you, and I’m sure that I’m all yours until the end.”

The house was once again crowded, and this time I was irritated. My father kept inviting his colleagues, and as much as I wanted him to be happy, I also felt lonely with him because I haven't spent enough time with him since Natasha entered the scene. As I strolled down our house's hallway, I noticed Maisy making Natasha's bed. This made me concerned; it was as if she had departed without saying goodbye. "Where's Natasha?" I said as I walked past her room.

“Went out for a walk,” Maisy replied tossing her dirty sheets into the basket. “She was trying to find you a while ago, but you were still asleep.”

I let out a huff. “Oh,” I sat on the foot of her bed and placed my hand against the mattress. “When will she come back?”

“She mentioned around late noon, since she looked like she was in a rush,” she rubs the sweat off her forehead, and I decided to help her with the laundry basket – but she refused me to do so. I still don’t understand why she treats me like a kid still. “No, don’t do that! Your father will be angry if he sees you helping me.”

“But you’ve been with us ever since I was a baby.”

“And you'll always be a baby in my eyes," Maisy laughed, leaving me alone in the room. I stood up and quietly shut the door, hearing it click. I was finally alone in her room, with no one to bother me. I clung to myself on her naked mattress, desperate for her to return and kiss me again. Our sex a few weeks ago wasn't enough for me; I needed more of her like a hungry little bitch. But instead, I was all alone – just like any other summer back at home.

A few moments passed, and I suddenly felt nauseous. So I went to the kitchen to grab myself a tab of paracetamol and drank it with water, then went back to my room and rested. But by the end of the day, I still felt even more sick than usual. I was surprised that I still had more energy in me as I walked to Natasha’s door and knocked. And when she opened it, she gave me a huge smile on her face.

“Hey,” she greeted, brushing her short hair away from her forehead. “Maisy told me that you were feeling sick all day, are you alright?”

“I don’t know,” I murmured, holding my stomach together with my arms. “Just feel like I want to vomit.”

“Sweetheart, do you want me to call your dad?” she worriedly placed her hands on my shoulder as she took me back to my room, and I shook my head in reply. “Are you on your period right now?”

“I think so,” even though I haven’t checked my underwear today, I have a feeling that my period has started. “It’s okay, Tash. I can take care of myself from here.”

She merely lets out a small sigh before gently kissing my forehead and enfolding me in a cozy hug. She whispered "I love you." into my ear like a baby in a swaddle. It was pleasant to hear her utter those three little sentences once more. She looks down at me while stroking the back of my hair while having those brilliant green eyes. "Are you certain you'll look after yourself? I have to spend tonight with your father because of work and other stuff."

“I’ll be okay, I promise.”

That evening, she left with my father, leaving me once more by myself in my bedroom. After I realized there wasn't any blood on my underwear, I made the decision to use the restroom and urinate. Strange, I observed. I was supposed to have my period this morning.

I then remembered my experience with Natasha from a few weeks earlier, and I realized I had sex with her without using any form of contraception. I gazed in the mirror, terrified, but decided to remain cool because I didn't want to jump to any conclusions. Fortunately, there was a pregnancy test in the drawers since my father had added them in case of emergency and took the test.

Nine minutes later, I checked the test and it was revealed positive.

Positive.

My eyes widened, and I suddenly felt more sick than ever. I was pregnant, with Natasha’s baby.

With her baby, I’m having a child with her.

I sat on the floor, the test clenched on my fingers, my mind racing with plans to tell her about it. Would she be upset with me because I was careless? Will she accept that I won't be able to have this baby right now? I wailed quietly into the corner, feeling my world darken with horror.

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[charmedreincarnation]

My shift to Bnha

I’ll start with the basics. For starters my reality is a bit different. The legal age is 25, so therefore school duration is longer, and our ages are different. I start UA when I was 19 years old, which made me a year 1 student. my parents are both prominent figures in hero society, and I was an only child to them. I only add this because I think it’s important to acknowledge background information because it shapes your experience and your placement in society, especially in a world filled with heroes everything is ranked and merit based.

UA .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

Contrary to popular belief, at least in my reality school is very much emphasized and just as important as hero work. For me a typical day looked like, getting up at 7:45 to prepare for classes that started at 8:30 and ending at 5. We do have a one hour lunch break, and a specific period to work on our specific quirks alone any way we see fit. A lot of people do use that time to slack off and hang out with friends, but they’ve recently become very strict about it. Credits to to Tenya Ida for informing the board of what people were really doing ! A lot of people were mad but honestly I am a teachers pet in this reality so I kind of appreciated it.

I can’t speak for the other classes, maybe it’s because of everything we went to, but we are not a class we are genuinely family. I am closest to Izuku, Sui, Ochacho, Mina, Todoroki and MoMo! Not in any particular order. I’m not going to talk about everyone but here are some of the reasons I love them <3

•Mina is just as extroverted quirky and bubbly as you would expect. Shes one of those people you meet and you can’t help but adore because they energy is so welcoming and they’re so loving. She’s kind of a prankster and a rumor starter and I find it hilarious. You can’t keep anything from her, though but once she has a narrative she has narrowed upon, you have a better chance of changing the devils mind.

For example i talked about this in a different post, but she started a rumour that bakugo is in love with izuku and that’s why he’s mad all the time. It got back to bakugo and he threatened to turn the cafeteria into a live bake oven. It’s honestly hilarious how she can make a whole room laugh. Or make anyone mad.. I guess it’s a talent regardless.

•Sui is the sweetest girl ever. She kind of keeps to herself but she’s honest and what you see is what you get. She’s also kind of emotional and I am kind of a cry baby too there so we get each other. We really just want to do our best and see everyone succeed. I would say both of us made friendships are bigger priority than hero training and we have both been called out for it too.

•Ochacho is very similar to Mina but she can also get down to business when she needs to. Everyone loves her, and her powers are super helpful in any situation, like for sneaking out quietly… but I wouldn’t know anything about that. I vividly remember having a conversation about our hero progress and she’s deeply insecure. She grew up impoverished and Monterey compensation is one of the reasons that really encouraged her to be a hero. I remember one time she was telling me how impressive I was during the first few weeks of school because I had a better handle on my quirk than her. She said something of how I was meant to be a hero. It made me sad because I admired her will and determination more than anyone. I had so many factors that put me ahead in some of my peers. My mother is a pro hero and I went to a profound middle school that molded me to be ready. I told her she was born to be a hero and I was made to be a hero. I was being honest and I didn’t think it meant anything but she always reminds me of how she thinks about that anytime she’s in a situation where she needs help. Nothing made me happier

•Momo and my quirks are very similar. My quirk is called clairvoyance somnium, and my hero name is dreamer. Kind of what she can do but I visualize whatever I need. I can also do more things that I won’t get into but a lot of it, I was inspired by my shifting methods ! Anyways she’s the sweetest and we live pretty close to each other so I’ve seen her around for a while. She’s honestly very gorgeous and we both struggle with insecurities and anxiety, so she really is someone I relate and rely on. Maybe it’s because our quirks or so similar or we have similar backgrounds and personalities but… she’s probably the person I am closest with! But I really do love everyone equally

Bakugo .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

Ok lots of people ask about him so let’s go.

Yes he’s so loud and always angry. You know I thought i would be scared of him but I honestly even I even give him snarky remarks sometimes (in a nice way because I am so nice in this dr) but wow he is the loudest person I’ve ever met in any dr but his powers are amazing we all respect it

Contrary to popular belief..no one is scared of him. As angry, loud and aggressive as he is he has proven time and time again all he wants to do is be a hero. Honestly it surprised some of us but everyone knows he has kind of good intentions under his wrath ??

He also makes everything a competition and he’s actually good at eveything. He’s good at school I’m pretty sure he placed after me in mid terms ! I got third and he got fourth. He’s a great cook and baker. We had a baking competition and he placed after sato. We made ramen and he made the best ramen ! Like he’s not as dumb as he looks. He’s also in a one sided competition with Todoroki but as we have all noticed he doesn’t give a fuck.

Powers .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

This may be egotistical but I could not imagine not being a hero in a world with 80% hero. Don’t let the league of villains hear this it will fuel their fire. 🥲 in all seriousness we are lectured that we are not better than anyone, and we are simply stronger than other people and that is it so we shouldn’t let it conflate our egos. The only way we would be given the green flag to pat our own backs is when are abilities begin to save millions of lives. But then I guess if we’re only being heroes to look good then would that really make us heroes. At least that’s what I wrote about in my English essay. Present mic did in fact eat it up, I got an amazing grade on it. But that’s not the point. The point is it’s easy to get a big head but we were simply genetically lucky, not better, smarter, etc.

Now that philosophy is behind us, having powers is so cool and coming back here the limits of other realities having no bounds never fails to amaze me. Our quirks are an extension of ourselves and literally are us. It’s not second nature, it’s first nature after having these abilities for so long. Especially my quirk, if I wanted I could “dream” 500 million yen, and well I wouldn’t be able to put it in the bank but I digress. Finding out what your quirk can do and how far your cbs push your limits always allows us to be going through moments of self discovery. Having a quirk is honestly it’s own life alone, and I genuinely could not be happier.

My favorite classes .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

As a student in this incredible universe, I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to pursue many amazing topics of study.

One class I took was Hero Studies, where we learned about the many different hero theories and methods of justice, as well as what it takes to become an effective hero. We also discussed the history of the hero world and its evolution throughout the years. It was a fascinating subject and definitely one of my favorites!

The next class I took was Quirk Studies. Here we learned all about quirks, their effects on people and how they can be used to help protect civilians and stop villains. We even discussed how to best work with a partner with a different quirk, and how to combine two quirks to create a unique and powerful attack.

Finally, I also took a class called Combat Training. This class taught us all about combat techniques and how to use the environment and our natural abilities in order to survive any situation. We learned how to effectively dodge and block attacks, as well as how to use our quirks to create powerful attacks.

We of course also had the general classes of math, English, science, math, and music

The classes at UA High were some of the most interesting classes I have ever taken and I am so grateful for having the opportunity to explore them. Not only did I learn a lot about the world of My Hero Academia, but I also grew as a person and as a hero.

Random funny story .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

I’m going to tell you one of the funniest most embarrassing things that happened during the UA sports festive. This happened during the third event, when we were in teaams.

I was with Izuku, mei, Ochako, and fumikage. Everyone is trying to steal the headband from us because Izuku has all the points ! Everyone was targeting us and it was so unfair. during the last few seconds I started running to dream us a tower so we can hide and to grow into to the skies. Then someone came so they threw me the headband and i I was waiting for them but then they got attacked and they told me just go without them !?? I was literally shaking and my anxiety was at an all time high time so I quirked my tower or whatever and made it grow and then the time ran out! I had the headband and we thought we won and we were cheering but umm no. I was the only winner technically because I wasn’t with my team. BUT because that took away FROM the point of the team work part I was deducted points from my own Individual points because that wasn’t the point of the challenge. Honestly you win some you lose some. It was a fun experience regardless.

Also honestly i shifted here around the time of the World Cup, which I could not care less about, but I get the hype of sports witnessing Izuku’s fight against Shinso (manipulation guy.) it was so awesome !!! I was at the edge of my seat the entire time!!! So I guess Now I understand how some people feel about sports lol. By the end of the festival, I got third place overall and my mom was so proud of me. It was the honestly a great feeling.

Random dump with no correlation

my mother (Uwabami’s) Quirk gives her a trio of live snakes growing from her head. One of the snakes have acute senses, allowing her to locate hidden criminals and disaster victims.one snakes also has a scent that can make her victims mindless slaves, one snake produces poison and attacks her victims.

my father who also attended UA with my mom has Squirmy Fingers (can precisely bend and control his fingers, giving him great dexterity) As well as a High Scientific knowledge Skills IQ in engineering. I found this interesting because usually children are a combination of their parents quirks or either or, and mine has nothing to do with either lol.

Todoroki’s pretty smart though he places after Bakugou in the mid terms. he also loves to read ! He’s also politically educated and actually had profound knowledge on the history of heroes and how and why he believe hero’s and villains came to be so.. surprisingly he is more philosophical than I would think. He doesn’t really talk about it or bring it up because if you have a good conversation with him and get him to open up it is always worth.

Food

Tbh to no surprise the food options were eclectic and varied. There was something for everyone! I had everything from traditional Japanese dishes such as ramen and sushi, to western and American-style dishes like pizza and burgers. I even had access to a variety of international cuisines like Indian, Chinese, and Korean.

One of my favorite places to get a good meal was the school cafeteria. Every day it was full of delicious options, from freshly-cooked dishes to the convenience of pre-packaged items. There were also lots of drinks and snacks available. On certain days, the cafeteria also served special meals such as curry or tonkatsu.

If I was looking for something a bit more fast-paced, there were several food stalls and restaurants around town. I could find an assortment of things like ramen, takoyaki, and okonomiyaki. There were also locations that offered more unique dishes such as Japanese-style hamburgers or omurice (Omelette Rice).

Although I often ate at restaurants, I also cooked meals in my dorm room. I could make simple dishes with ingredients from the local grocery store, like fried rice, or make something more complicated with ingredients from the nearby specialty grocery store. I even tried my hand (well with sato as well) at making dango, the traditional Japanese dessert.

Tbh No matter what type of food I was looking for, UA had it though. With all of the different options available, there was something to satisfy whatever cravings I had.

I also write and speak in English so don’t ask any language questions because I do not know

[lionlena]

Too many shadows behind you (JavierPeñaxf!readerxJoelMiller) part 4: Our common shadows, our common light...

Summary: You were born in Laredo, but you didn't meet Javier until he came back from Colombia. You quickly fell in love with him and became his wife. You were happy, but… Shadows of the past begin to haunt Javier, and you lose the fight for his love and look for it in the arms of someone else.

Generally, it's JavierxReader but Joel also appears. Feel warned.

Warnings: age gap, angst, hurt, PTSD, mentions about rape and murders, reader cheating her husband Javier, Yes you read that right, READER cheats on Javier, Javier is a faithful husband, mention of abortion.

When you got home you both agreed that you needed to talk. If you wanted to repair yours marriage and raise a child together, you had to tame yours shadows.

You sat down on the couch together. Javier grabbed your hands and avoided your eyes. You saw that he was upset and you wanted to encourage him.

"Honey…" It felt strange to use pet names towards him after so long. But it also felt so natural and right.

When he looked at you, you gave him a soft smile.

"No matter what you tell me, it won't change the way I see you… You are my husband. A husband who, despite my cheating, shows me tenderness and understanding that I do not deserve."

Javier immediately shook his head and stroked your cheek.

"Don't say that. I was the one who never deserved a wife like you… Beautiful, young, intelligent, sweet…" Javi gave you a sad look. "I've done so much wrong, mi amor."

Javier sighed and lowered his head. You moved closer to him and squeezed his hands tighter.

"Babe, I want to get to know you. Every side of you. If your past got us where we are now, then… I guess it's the right time."

Javier couldn't agree with you more. It's time for you to understand his shadows. It's time for you to learn about his sins.

"So in Colombia, I did things I'm not proud of and I saw things I want to forget but I can't…"

And finally he started talking. He told you everything. About Helena and how she was brutally raped and he always felt he was partially to blame for it. He talked about the boy Carrillo shot. About Olivia's mom… And about cooperation with Los Pepes.

Many times his voice cracked and his eyes glistened with tears. And you just listened to him carefully. You didn't interrupt him and just supported him. You held his hands tightly and stroked his cheek from time to time. You knew Javier had to get it out finally. You were horrified by what you heard, but you still didn't see him as a bad person. He did what he had to do in a world full of violence and corruption.

Eventually, Javi started talking about the night you were at the bar and he didn't feel like showing up. He told you about what he discovered two days later and how much it affected him. There were so many emotions in him that he couldn't control them anymore and tears started rolling down his cheeks.

It broke your heart. You immediately cupped his face in your hands and started kissing his cheeks.

"Oh, Javi… mi amor… I'm so sorry you had to experience this alone."

Javi hiccupped and leaned into your touch. His voice trembled as he said:

"I put you in danger… I…"

Your heart trembled when you saw him like this. You didn't think he had such a burden on his shoulders. You felt even worse that you had cheated on him. However, you rejected the remorse and focused on the more important thing, which was comforting him.

"Mi amor…" you whispered and gently lifted his head. "How could you put me in danger that you didn't even know about? If anything, I put myself in danger… I went to that bar on my own…"

Javier swallowed his tears.

"But if I hadn't come then…"

You knew you had to put an end to his thoughts as quickly as possible.

"You don't know that… Neither of us knows that. You don't know what I would do if you wrote to me that you weren't coming… Maybe I would go home right away because I would like to be with you…"

You saw Javi start to calm down as it started to dawn on him that you were right. However, you decided to go even further.

"You don't control the world, honey. We can avoid all the dangerous places in the city and evil might still find us… We might just become victims of an accident. You can't blame yourself for something you have no control over…" You placed your hand on his chest. "I know you, Honey. I know you have a good heart. No matter what you say, I know how tender you are."

A small smile appeared on his face. He took your hand in his large one and brought it to his lips, kissing your fingers.

"Thank you…" he whispered.

Even though it was a very tender gesture, you felt sad and sadness appeared in your eyes.

"I'm sorry… If I had known… I would never…"

Your voice broke and tears began to stream down your face. Javi immediately pulled you towards him and started kissing your cheeks.

"Shhh… shhh… You said it yourself that we don't control the world. I haven't talked to you, so how could you know what's on my mind."

You hiccupped and moaned pitifully.

"But I should have… I should have known something was wrong… I could have sensed it… you are my husband after all… Instead… I'm so ashamed…"

Javi shook his head and smiled softly at you.

"We've already talked about this. I'm not saying that what you did didn't hurt me, but I understand you. You have your needs… and I wasn't meeting them. And I don't want to think about it anymore. We're together again now, and soon…" He placed his hand on Your belly. "We're going to be parents. Let's focus on that, honey."

Your heart swelled with love for him. You didn't understand how it was possible that a man could be so understanding and loving. Javier welcomed you with open arms, with all your shadows.

"Javi… I love you and I swear to you that for the rest of my life, I will reward you for what you are doing for me now."

Javier smiled and pulled you into his lap. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you on the cheek.

"Te amo mi corazón."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and sighed contently. You didn't know how you both were so happy again. After a few minutes of silence, you asked:

"And what now? Will we tell the others the truth?"

Javi immediately shook his head.

"No, my angel. It will stay as it is. I cheated on you, but it turned out that you were pregnant, so you forgave me and let me come back."

You frowned and gave him a sad look.

"But I don't want you to take all the blame."

He smiled gently and brushed your hair out of your face.

"Baby, it will be better this way. Not only for us but also for our baby… Believe me, I know this city. I know how they will look at our baby and whisper behind our baby's back… I don't want that. I want this baby from the very beginning to feel special, not excluded."

You couldn't help it and started crying again. Your hormones weren't making it easy for you to stay calm. You buried your face in the crook of his neck and moaned softly:

"Javi…"

You didn't know how to express to him how you felt. Love, gratitude, but also sadness. You were the one who made a mistake, but he was the one who was going to fix it and face the consequences.

His large, warm hand soothingly rubbed your back.

"Shhh… Everything will be fine. I will take care of you." * Javier fully kept his word and took care of you in a way you really wouldn't expect, even if it was his child and you would never cheat on him. He fulfilled all your cravings and made sure you didn't overwork yourself in any way. He often came home with flowers or something sweet. And he was so happy when he could go with you to your medical check-up and see your baby on the ultrasound. Javier's baby. You stopped thinking about Joel and the fact that he was the baby's biological father. It wasn't hard when Javier was acting in such an affectionate way. In the evenings, he would put his head on your pregnant belly and talk to the baby about everything. When you giggled quietly, he kept telling you that he had read that it was important because thanks to it, after birth, the baby would know his voice and calm down faster. Of course, he read it in a book he bought, because Javier started reading a lot of books about pregnancy and caring for newborns. More than you. He was also buying a lot of things for the baby and you didn't have the heart to tell him to stop. He was so happy and calm. He even agreed to go to a therapist. Of course, in another city to avoid gossip, but it didn't matter. You were proud of him. Your intimate life is back to normal, and maybe it even got better than it was at the beginning of your marriage. Every extra inch of fat on your thighs and hips made Javier shiver with excitement. He was obsessed with your curves and as soon as you were in bed he would start kissing all over your body. And then, even in his sleep, he would often place his hand on your pregnant belly, hip, or thigh.

And the rumors naturally died down. In the beginning, of course, people commented on the fact that you were together again, and of course, you were told more than once that you were stupid for forgiving Javier's cheat on you. Each time, these words stung your heart painfully and you wanted to scream out the truth. But eventually, people got bored. They saw that you were happy, and happiness is never an interesting reason for people to gossip.

But while the locals stopped commenting on Javier's 'cheating', the family didn't forgive him.

You were six months pregnant when you lost your nerves during a family dinner. Everything started well. Chucho organized a small party to celebrate his birthday. There were two of Javier's cousins with their wives and children, an aunt, an uncle, and even your mother. Everything was going well, the atmosphere was pleasant. Cheerful music, delicious food, and casual conversations with family members. And Javier, who, of course, made sure that you had everything and that you felt comfortable.

The party ended late in the evening, you were tired, but you decided to help clean up. Only Chucho, Javier, and your mother remained at home. You entered the kitchenette with a pile of plates and Javier immediately ran up to you.

"Mi amor!" He took the dishes from you. "Don't strain yourself like that. It's too heavy for you."

You giggled and shook your head.

"Javi, it's only a few plates. I've told you so many times that pregnancy is not a sickness. Besides, at the last ultrasound, the doctor told you three times that the baby was fine."

Javier huffed and walked over to you. He started rubbing your belly and was about to say something when your mother spoke up.

"It's good that the baby is healthy. The stress he put you under could have caused some complications."

You tried to ignore her, as did your husband. You placed your hand on his and he smiled warmly at you. You admired him for his calmness, even though your mother often made snide comments.

Javier looked at your pregnant belly with tenderness and said:

"I would love this baby even if he or she was sick."

You knew he was saying it more to you than to your mother. It was his way of telling you as usual: I'm here, I'm with you, no matter what. You felt tears gathering in your eyes. Javier was too kind to you. But before the first tear rolled down your cheek, you heard Chucho's voice.

"It would be your damn duty. Especially after what you did. You're lucky that Y/N agreed to let you come back to her."

You immediately noticed a grimace on your beloved husband's face. No matter how many times he told you that other people's insults didn't hurt him. You knew that the comments from his father were very hurtful to him. And that was it. You couldn't hold it in any longer. Rage surged within you. You stepped forward and shouted:

"Enough of this! Both of you, shut up!"

You didn't know who was more surprised. You, Javi, his father, or your mother. You always treated them with great respect, but you couldn't do it anymore. Javi grabbed your hand gently and whispered:

"Don't do this, mi amor."

You looked at him with love and sadness.

"No, Javi. I can't stand that you have to endure insults even among your loved ones. This is your family home…"

Your mother decided to interfere.

"So you think we should ignore his behavior."

You looked at her confidently and hissed:

"It wasn't Javier who cheated on me. I cheated on him!"

Your mother's stupid expression strangely pleased you. Chucho looked at you surprised and said:

"What? He confessed…"

You sighed heavily and looked at Javier, who was looking at you with a mixture of love and gratitude.

"Yes, he took all the blame on himself, because that's how he is. He's the best husband in the world who decided to protect me even when I was at fault."

Javier's eyes glistened with tears. He touched your cheek and whispered:

"Mi amor…"

"So this baby…"

Your mother's voice was like a blade thrown at you. This time, Javi felt furious. He immediately wrapped his arms around you protectively and pulled you into his side.

"This baby is MINE! And I never want to hear a single word that it could be otherwise. Understood?!"

Your mother decided to shut up for the first time in her life and nodded meekly. Javi shot a glance at his father, but Chucho also nodded and looked at his son apologetically. Your husband looked at you tenderly and kissed your temple.

"Come on, cariño. Enough stress for today. It's not good for you or our baby."

He grabbed your hand and you went outside without saying goodbye. You were both silent until you reached your car, which was parked in a place where no one could see you from the windows of the house. Only then did Javier stop and turn to you. He placed his hands on your hips and looked at you with a mixture of tenderness and sadness.

"Why did you do that?"

You sighed and stroked his cheek.

"Because I've had enough of these slanders. And I know… That your father's words hurt you. And you don't deserve it. You gave me everything. Love, patience, understanding…" You felt tears gathering in your eyes. "It's simply unfair that you can't feel at ease even among your loved ones."

Javi immediately raised one of his hands towards your face, ready to wipe away the tears that hadn't fallen yet.

"I know, my Angel, and I'm grateful, but… I'm just worried about you and I don't want you to be upset."

You nodded and smiled, trying to lighten the mood a little.

"But they had funny facial expressions."

Javier chuckled and shook his head.

"I've never seen your mother have such big eyes and my dad… I don't think he's ever been redder."

You started laughing quietly and placed your hands on his chest.

"Let's go home… I'm getting hungry and I want vanilla ice cream with saltine crackers."

Javier raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything. Over the past few months, he had become accustomed to your strange cravings and the fact that you were often hungry. He wrapped his arms around your waist and led you towards the car door, but before he opened it, he had to share with you one more thought that was bothering him.

"What if your mother starts gossiping about it? I'm sure my dad will keep it to himself, but…"

"But she's capable of anything." You sighed and snuggled into his body for a moment. "I don't know, but I know that me and this child always have you and… If necessary, I'm even ready to move to another city. My home is where you are."

Javier smiled and hugged you tightly, holding you close to him. He kissed your head and whispered:

"It's true. You will always have me. From now on, we will survive everything, because we are together. You are my home."

You felt peace come over you despite all the shadows that surrounded you. You felt as if Javier's shadows and yours had become yours. You didn't fight them anymore. You have learned to live with them. There was a light between you that grew brighter every day. *

'You accept me from a flood You give me everything I know Even in my darkest nights I know you're there, right by my side Somehow with you, I don't feel alone, You'll always be my home, my heart I'll be with you wherever you are My home, my heart I feel you with me when we're worlds apart You'll always be my home' *Myles Smith - My home

Part 3

Part 5

Tag list: @harriedandharassed

[sirianasims]

Samuel stopped visiting us. I spoke to Kailani, but we agreed to let them figure it out themselves. Still, it was hard to watch. Freya wasn’t at all her usual, fiery self.

She had always had quite the temper. I stubbornly claimed that she must have gotten it from Katherine, but I knew that my own temper had been terrible as well, at least before I learned to control it.

It wasn’t too bad when she was younger, but the older she got, the worse her tantrums had become. Like Katherine, she could be glorious in her fury if she felt that something was unfair. But after losing her friendship with Samuel, she became despondent.

Normally, I’d be happy that my teenage daughter was this easy to get along with, but Freya’s lack of snarky comebacks was worrying. She never argued with me, but she also never laughed.

She barely even smiled, except when spending time with either Grace, our boxer, Daisy, or the new cat, Turtle.

The house had felt too empty with just old Mimi left, so we had gotten them to replace Cooper and Zoe.

I knew from experience how helpful pets could be when everything seemed hard to deal with, so I was glad that Freya had bonded so quickly with Daisy, but I was still starting to get worried. Maybe she had inherited my tendency towards depressive episodes? Something needed to change.

“I’m going to bed, goodnight.”

“Freya, I know that you don’t want to talk about it, but I’m worried about you.”

“I’m fine, dad. Just leave me alone.”

“OK, fine, I get that you don’t want to talk to me, but do you want to talk to your mother, then? Maybe go visit her for a while?”

She turned on me, her voice suddenly dripping with bitterness.

“Oh, so you can once again get rid of me when I’m too much trouble? Like mom did so she could be alone while fucking Conrad? Or like you did when I was little so you could fuck, well, everyone?”

For a moment, I was speechless. Shock, anger and shame were all fighting to take the lead.

“Freya, what the…”

She wiped her eyes and started turning away.

Anger won.

“FREYA! YOU WILL STAY THE FUCK HERE UNTIL I’M DONE TALKING TO YOU!”

She froze, her eyes wide. I had never yelled at her like that before.

I took a deep breath to calm myself. Then I spoke through gritted teeth.

“Talk to me. Now.“

For a moment, neither of us spoke. Freya glared at a spot on the floor, blinking away tears.

I took another deep breath. I felt the connection to my daughter floating in the air like a faint line, thin as a hair.

One wrong move from either of us and it could snap.

My anger dissipated.

“Freya, honey, that was out of line. And so was I. I’m sorry for yelling. You need to tell me what is going on, because I am trying to help you. Why would you think I could ever want to get rid of you?”

And then, finally, she started talking. About how I had never wanted her in the first place, that she was an accident. How she had ruined my life and how no one could ever love her.

Everyone just kept leaving her – me, her mother, Samuel.

I was devastated. I tried to sort through all the half-truths and misunderstandings, to explain to her how loved she was. I explained that I had to let her go when she was little because I was being a terrible father, and how happy I had been when she moved back in four years ago.

I wanted to be completely honest with her. I told her how much I was struggling during the first seven years of her life. With depression, with alcohol. How I had been trying to run away, not from her but from myself, from the guilt of feeling inadequate as her father.

She was quiet through it all, tears slowly rolling down her cheeks.

“Freya. I love you and Gracie more than anything. You girls are my life. And you were there first. I’m sorry that I wasn’t ready when you arrived, but that was not your fault. Your mother and I made a lot of mistakes, but you are the one thing we ever got right. I’ve done my best to catch up, to be the dad you deserve -“

I stopped, my voice breaking.

Freya stepped closer and clung to me like she was drowning. I held her tight.

“I love you, monkey. Forever and always.”

“I love you too, dad.”

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[lovelyselfshipper]

Name: Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch.

Loved Since: May 1st, 2015.

Wedding Anniversary: September 5th, 2024.

Wanda and I have always loved each other for years! I have similar powers like Wanda’s, though my powers are sage green in color. We met when I stopped Wanda from using her powers on my friend Tony Stark during an Avengers mission. I talked to her about why she and her brother hate Tony, that I can help her learn better control of her powers, and that if Wanda and her twin brother, Pietro, came back to America with us, we can help them become American citizens, perhaps get therapy to help them learn better coping mechanisms from the traumas they have suffered, and maybe one day part of the Avengers team if that’s something they wanted to do. Wanda and Pietro talked it over and agreed to come to America with us. Later, on our way back to America, the Maximoffs explained their past to us and that they were told they were volunteers for SHIELD and how they were experimented on by HYDRA using Loki’s scepter that contained the Mind Stone. We told them that they had actually been lied to by HYDRA, that it was awful what they suffered through, and that we would do whatever we could to help them. They were grateful for the help we offered. After we got back to the US, we helped get the twins settled into the Avengers Compound in Upstate New York and Tony went about helping them get US citizenship (they decided on dual citizenship so they wouldn’t lose their Sokovian citizenship), education (after we found out that the twins hadn’t had been able to continue their education after their parents had died when they were 10 years old since they had been living on the streets), and trauma therapy.

Wanda and I became closer after 2 years of training and friendship (and mutual yearning for the other in a romantic & sexual way). I asked her out on a date and she agreed! We went out to a romantic dinner and we even kissed at the end of the night! Wanda and I dated for 9 years before she proposed to me (I said yes)! We got married on September 5th, 2024 in a lovely Jewish wedding ceremony (we’re both Jewish)!

Wanda and I have many pet names for each other (she taught me Sokovian pet names)! Wanda calls me angel, Sagey, Malishka (Russian; “baby girl”), Zhizn moya (Russian; “my life”), Dorogaya (Russian; “dear” or “dear one”), and many others. I call her love, Wandy, Wana, princess, and Mi Amor (Spanish; “my love”). We both use dear, darling, dearest, Krasotka (Russian; “gorgeous”), sweetheart, doll, beloved, sweetie, Zolotse (Russian; “darling/dear”), honey, Milaya/Milashka (Russian; “sweetheart/sweetie”), Detka (Russian; “babe”), Liubimaya (Russian; “beloved”), Dushen’ka (Russian; “little soul”), Neshama sheli (Hebrew; “my soul”), and Lyubimaya moya (Russian; “my darling/my one and only sweetheart”) for each other. 🥰 I also call her Mamushka (Russian; “mommy”) but only in the bedroom. 😏

[sing-you-fools]

up until now the kittens have been in one little room we had closed off for them. their mama (not sure of her name but we were calling her reeses cup or just mama cat) was with us too, we were still looking for an owner at first, but it was getting cold to leave them outside all the time so we took them all in while we looked.

we finally gave up on finding an existing owner, but we kept having people who "might want mama kitty" and took a while to find out if they were allowed. none of them were, and unfortunately our other cat, Zoomy, is not particularly cool with the existence of other cats, so while we figured she'd eventually reluctantly accept the kittens, she wasn’t gonna take another adult. we knew this from experience.

we took mama (and daddy kitty,* who wasn’t with them all the time but kept showing up and screaming at our doors at random times, just all "hey i'm horny lemme in," and happened to show up at just the right time today) to the shelter today. it was sad. (not sad about daddy, he wasn’t basically our cat for a month even if he seemed really nice other than all the screaming, but mama was the sweetest brightest orange cat and we will miss her.)

my kid suddenly realized she was gonna miss reeses cup as soon we got them out of the car at the shelter. she wanted to carry her (not too heavy, but too wobbly to feel confident, as it turns out). she looked like she was about to cry. I told her i'd miss her too, and it’s okay to be sad. she was amazed that i could tell she was sad. girl, you are doing this 🥺

anyway. now that mama isn't here, the kittens have been allowed out of the little room they've been in with their mom. which means that, though they've met her in passing, they suddenly have to deal with...

the Zoomcat.

(you know. the other cat, Zoomy, who i mentioned earlier. this shouldn’t be surprising information or anything i'm just a dramatic bitch.)

Ghost is being SO brave. my husband thought she was the most scared, but i'm convinced she just doesn't really like being picked up or most ways of petting. i think she will be a "sit near you" cat. she doesn't run away once she realizes you're not going for her. she's not scared. she was the first one with a paw out the door once we opened it. she's the one who stares down Zoomy. she is also, we are pretty sure, the one who start all the fights between the three of them. Bat and Pumpkin don't seem to fight on their own, but they both fight with her and the three of them will all fight together.

i see three paths for Ghost. she could rule the house with an iron fist, getting even Zoomy under her rule. she could just be a strong independent kitty who doesn't really need anyone else but does actually very much want to know what you're doing and would do really well as a solo kitty for someone who's not home a lot or just wants a cat they can hang out with and talk to but who won't climb on them or want to sit on them or be picked up (no disrespect in the in the notes to these people, some people get overstimulated but like cats and want companionship) and in this case omg i am going to bother this cat so much because if this is her we are kindred spirits. you can't go be a solo kitty you will be MY kitty and i'm gonna give you so many kisses. or. OR. she ends up too actually fighty and actually needs to go be a solo kitten. i do not want this. i would be so sad. i love her so much.

they're all doing well out here. i'm just so proud of Ghost. here's a picture i managed to get of her on the stairs 🙃

it was so easy to get pictures of them before but now they have a whole house to escape to! i always loved that Mitch Hedberg bit:

My apartment is infested with koala bears. It's the cutest infestation ever. Way better than cockroaches. When I turn on the light, a bunch of koala bears scatter. And I don't want 'em to. I'm like, 'Hey, hold on fellas - Let me hold one of you.'

well, now i am living it. hey, hold on babies - lemme take a decent picture of one of you.

[deadendsave]

Delilah Hodges’ Journal (1)

1: Today is my 15th birthday. My mom gave me this journal, she said it’s important to document our lives. A few people at the camp gave me some books, and Quinn gave me a pet rock because I’ve been talking to her nonstop about how much I want a dog. Not the same, but at least rocks can’t get sick. I named him Pebbles and I’m gonna cherish him forever.

2: Ooo Lilahhh I’m snooping through your journal! It’s not like I’m sitting beside you and you gave me permission to write this or anything. I’m glad you love pebbles! I spent a long time sorting through rocks to find him, and he was the best one. We should start taking him on walks so everyone at camp thinks we’re even more annoying than they already do. Happy birthday! I love you so much. - Quinn

3: One of the books I got for my birthday was about aquatic life. The ocean is so cool I wish I was a marine biologist. People from the old times only explored about 10% of the ocean. You’d think they would’ve explored way more than that, but I guess this ocean is pretty big. P.S. whales are my new biggest fear. They’re HUGE.

4: Fact from my book: Tho giant pacific octopus has 3 hearts and 9 brains. It can also change color to blend in with its surroundings because of special pigment cells called chromatophores. Weird.

5: Dad said I’m almost old enough to go out on supply runs, but I need to learn how to hunt first so I can protect myself against the sick. Yeah, right. He’s tried to teach me how to shoot before, I SUCKED. Like that time he lined up cans for me to practice my aim, and I missed every shot. I don’t even like guns. The sound hurts my ears. He’s taking me out to the woods tomorrow to hunt, but I don’t think I have it in me to hurt an animal. The thought of it makes me queasy.

6: Dad took me hunting, we walked around the woods for a while before we found anything. But then we saw a deer in the distance. He handed me his rifle, and i aimed and shot. I missed, and it ran off. I felt so bad for failing, I tried my best and it still wasn’t good enough. I felt even worse for scaring the deer. My dad looked so disappointed. I hate hunting.

7: Nothing I do is EVER good enough for my dad. Sorry I’m not some killing machine survivalist expert like you and mom are. Our camp is secure, I’ve never been in that much real danger. They got to experience the world before the sick, I didn’t. They get to go far away from camp, I’m just stuck here.

8: I love my mom. She’s actually nice to me. I feel comfortable around her. When I’m around my dad I’m always on edge. But it’s upsetting that she never defends me or tells my dad to stop when he’s screaming at me for not being able to do something. She just acts like it’s nothing and tells me he just wants me to do better so I’ll be safe. Yeah, right. He just likes to use me as a way to let all of his anger out.

9: Quinn told me she had to show me something in the woods. She’s always sneaking off. I was kinda scared without an adult, but it wasn’t that far. She told me I need to not be such a wimp and be more adventurous. I’m glad I went because we got to see little baby robins, they had just hatched. Quinn’s been monitoring them for a few weeks waiting to surprise me. On our way back, she tripped over something and cut her knee up really bad. She’s very clumsy.

10: Here’s another fact from my book: Stingrays have a protective layer of mucus that shields them from diseases. If only humans had that. Maybe the world would still be in tact.

11: Took Pebbles on a walk like Quinn suggested. We do a lot of dumb things to keep ourselves entertained. Everyone else is worrying about supplies and food and killing the sick. My mom said she wants me to have a somewhat normal life before I have to start worrying about those things too. I guess considering how shitty the world is, I’ve got it pretty good.

12: The camp’s doctor said Quinn has an infection from the cuts on her knee, and there’s no antibiotics left. The doctor looked worried. Everyone’s been out on runs looking for some medicine for her, no luck so far.

13: Just realized one of the books I got for my birthday was a steamy romance novel. Ew. I don’t think Judy realized that when she gave it to me. Yikes. I have no interest in “finding love” romantically. It’s just not something I really care about. I don’t think I’ve even had a crush on anyone before. Maybe there’s something wrong with me.

14: Quinn’s getting worse. She’s been resting a lot, which is super unusual for her. Usually she’s got so much energy she can’t stay still. It’s upsetting to see her like this. She said her whole body hurts and she keeps feeling like something bad is gonna happen. I’ve never heard her say she was scared of anything until now.

15: My parents took me swimming in the lake today. I guess they could tell I’ve been sad. It wasn’t the same without Quinn. I wish there was something I could do for her. I miss when we were little and we would pretend to be mermaids. She needs to get better soon.

16: Today Quinn was reading me one of my books, but when she talked it just sounded like gibberish. It freaked me out a little. I thought she was just trying to be funny at first. She’s also got a really foggy memory right now. She couldn’t even remember the birds for a minute. Guess it’s the fever. I read to her instead.

17: My mom went on a supply run with some other people from camp. Still, no antibiotics. But they did find some things from the old times. Mom gave me a puzzle. I’m gonna show it to Quinn tomorrow, hopefully she feels well enough to work on it with me. Mom said some some pieces might be missing but we could use our imagination to fill in the gaps.

18: Quinn didn’t feel good today. She’s still getting worse. She fell asleep beside me while we were working on the puzzle so I ended up doing it alone. She was breathing weird. When she woke up she didn’t even talk, just held my hand. It felt clammy. I waited until her parents came back to their tent to head back to mine. I told her I loved her and I’d see her tomorrow. She just slightly smiled. It broke my heart a little.

19: This morning I woke up to go see Quinn, but my mom stopped me before I could leave. She had been crying, I knew something was off. I had a pit in my stomach. She hugged me and told me to sit down. She said Quinn’s body had been ravaged by the infection, and without any medicine to fight it off, she went into septic shock. I didn’t fully understand what that meant, so I tried to leave and go see her. My mom stopped me once again. “Baby she’s gone. She’s not in pain anymore.”

20: I couldn’t process what she just told me. I felt frozen. It was like every bad feeling I could possibly experience hit me all at once. I broke down and my mom held me tight. My body wouldn’t stop shaking. All of these emotions were physically hurting me. I’ve never lost anybody this close to me. Quinn and I were best friends before we could even talk. I don’t know what life is like without her, I don’t wanna know. We were always supposed to be together.

21: Today is the day of her burial, but I don’t know if I have the strength to go. I don’t want my last memory of her to be her lifeless body being put in the dirt. Everything hurts right now. I’ve heard plenty of people talking about losing someone they loved. I knew what grief was, but I never fully understood just how fucking awful it felt. My chest burns. I’m sad and I’m confused and I’m angry. Quinn was a good person. She didn’t deserve this. She deserved to live. We’re only 15, why would something so bad happen to someone as good as her?

22: Everyone else gets to move on and I’m just stuck here, consumed by the grief. I finally worked up the courage to go to Quinn’s tent. I talked to her mom and she let me keep some of her things. I could see the pain in her eyes. I know her parents are hurting just as bad as I am. The guilt I’m feeling is unbearable. It was my fault that Quinn’s died. If she wouldn’t never taken me to see the baby birds she would still be alive. The only person that could make me feel better right now is gone.

23: It’s only been a few days since Quinn’s burial, but people are already asking me if I’m okay. Clearly, I’m not. How could they expect me to be? My best friend is dead and her death was preventable. I miss her so much. The thought of forgetting her face or the sound of her voice terrifies me. I don’t want to forget her, and I don’t want to move on.

24: She’s been gone for 11 days now. I decided to make a memorial for Quinn myself. I went into the woods and dug a shallow hole just deep enough to fit some of the things her mom had given me. I keep talking to her out loud like she can hear me. I don’t care if it makes me look crazy. I sat at her makeshift grave and told her she shouldn’t have been so clumsy. Jokes don’t feel the same anymore though.

25: As I sat on the ground staring at the grave, everything started to feel more real. She’s never coming back. She’s gone. Forever. I cried and i cried and I cried until my body couldn’t make tears anymore. My face felt hot and my head started to hurt. I eventually stood up and decided to go check on the baby birds. They were still there, chirping and flapping their tiny wings, preparing to leave the nest. I felt a bittersweet sense of comfort watching them. It kinda felt like she was there, watching them with me.

[savagecuhnt]

○     name  : Becca

○     pronouns  : she / her

○     preference of communication  :  IM tumblr thing and Discord. Anyone can feel free to message me about tumblr stuff or just to talk. I’m usually always around. Even if my Rping is a little spotty, I am always lurking.

○   name of muse(s)  :  Rosalyn Von Greyson, Dmitrious Lazarescu, Aerian Dracul.

○   platforms you’ve used  :  tumblr mostly. Started here, pretty much stay on here. I do try to Rp on discord, especially if I have no access to a computer, but there are no other platforms that I use.

○     best experience  : I mean I’ve had nothing but good experiences on Tumblr, save for like 2-3 iffy experiences with muns and their muses, but I’ve made some really cool friends over the years on here. The muns I connect with are always so supportive and passionate and I love it.

○     rp pet peeves / dealbreakers  :  I am not a fan of forced ships and “miscommunication”. I will say, My muse Rose is very sexual and aggressive BUT that does not mean to throw your muse at her in any sort of romantic scenario IF WE HAVE NEVER INTERACTED OR COMMUNICATED BEFORE. If it’s a meme you’re sending in, that’s totally fine, because then that gives me free reign over the situation of how my muse will react, which will always be appropriate for the scenario. OBVIOUSLY if we have not discussed prior to this interaction, I’m NOT going to assume our muses are dating, have dated, or even have had any remote relationship besides this first time meeting. It also depends on the scenario as well. I will always assume IF I MUST, that they are at least friends, But in most cases I prefer first interactions be exactly that. Unless of course I have posted a starter that points in a preestablished relationship scenario, or if the meme is meant for some sort of preestablished scenario. EX. “my muse cleans blood off of yours” I am going to assume the interaction is new, perhaps they’re meeting for the first time and something has happened, maybe a little back and forth between muses but nothing EXTREME. EX of what I don’t like: “Oh Rose, sweet cheeks, you know not to go and do things without me. Now get naked and hop in that tub so I can wash you off.” *proceeds to write as if they’ve known each other for years and this is nothing new and talk about your muses feelings for my muse* IF WE HAVE NOT PLOTTED, PLEASE DON’T DO THAT. If you want something romantic with my muse, I want chemistry. I want them to communicate and flirt and build something that I can work with. I want to get a feel for your muse and writing just like I want Rose to feel out your muse...Now on the “miscommunication part” If you have in your rules and bios that you don’t write horror, gore, smut, NSFW topics, then do NOT insinuate a scenario with my muse that you’re are not comfortable with. MEANING: “Oh sorry I don’t write smut.” *proceeds to write that they’re trying to get my muse naked and make a move and write in detail what they would do to them* resulting in me responding to the scenario, ONLY TO BE TOLD THEY ARE UNCOMFORTABLE. I’ve experienced this, I have seen this done to other muns, I have seen drama started over things like this. COMMUNICATION IS KEY, but don’t be hypocritical. TUMBLR CAN BE A VERY TOXIC PLACE and I for one am not here for drama or to be made to feel uncomfortable or make others feel uncomfortable. I AM HERE TO ENJOY WHAT I LOVE WITH LIKE MINDED ADULTS WHO ENJOY THE SAME THINGS. If communication can’t be had, then this is not a place to be. TUMBLR is my safe space as I’m sure it is for others, and it should be as such. SO PLEASE COMMUNICATE PROPERLY. HAVE FUN! DON’T START DRAMA.

○     fluff, angst, or smut  : I love it all. We can do it all. of course if you’re under the age of 21, then this is not for you. I am only comfortable with roleplaying with people 21 and up, that’s just what I prefer. sorry. I’m 30 guys...I don’t want to be inappropriate. 

○     plots or memes  :I love memes! Things can go in so many directions!! BUT I also love plotting! so both. both are good.

○     best time to write  : I usually write while I’m at work so 6pm-2am.

○     are you like your muse(s)  : I used to think I was like Rose. Pretty much allowed Rose to rule over me at a point in my life, but now that I’m older she is very irrational and irresponsible. I share her confidence and logical thinking, but other than that we are very different. 

stole  from  @gadgetmxn

tagging  whoever wants to do it.

[despitesystem]

Someone I love very much is in the process of what she calls “un-indoctrinating” herself from the Christianity she once knew and studying the Bible to reevaluate (but also strengthen) her faith. For all intents and purposes, she is nothing like the religious folks I grew up with: she’s a liberal, she’s a vocal ally of queer folks, she’s supported us on our transition journey. Despite my general suspicion of anyone who subscribes to any denomination or flavor of Christianity, I can admit that she is an example of a “progressive” Christian.

But the other day, I brought up the story of Abraham and Isaac, and when I mentioned Abraham almost killing his own son, she said, as if to defend the scripture,

“But he didn’t.”

I replied, “But he was willing.”

Conversations like these are so challenging for me because, at the end of the day, I don’t give a fuck what the Bible says or care to dissect the stories within it. None of it is real or relevant to me because I’m not religious.

But I am a child abuse survivor. In my essay, be not afraid of scourgers or gods, I wrote about Abraham and Isaac:

"I think about Abraham in Moriah: how he climbed a mountain to make a pyre for his still-living child. How we herald him as an example of perfect obedience and courage — because it is courageous to obey a god that would command a man to kill his own son. It is virtuous to live by the legacy of the man so willing to do it. You need only to swear fealty to feel the protection promised to the Father of Faith. But in this story of servitude and sacrifice, who protects Isaac? Do you think, in the years before the Babylonian or Moses penned the Book of Exodus, Isaac knew he’d become one of god’s treasured possessions? Could he ever feel safe in father’s hands? Did he take comfort in being inconsequential? Pride in doing what he was told? Or did he spend the rest of his life looking toward the mountains, knowing there is no safety in being owned? ...I’m what happens to Isaac when the angel doesn’t intervene: a kid cracked right down the middle. One half moves on to say prayers and play preacher’s pet, while the other’s always looking toward the mountains, seeking shelter from the kind of storm you’re not allowed to name."

Despite my lack of reverence for the Bible or the theology with which we were raised, it is impossible for me to separate my understanding of it from our experience as a child of abuse and neglect. And I think that's why it's so gut-wrenching to hear people so casually speak of these stories: it just becomes so glaringly obvious that they don't understand how scary it is — how scary it was for us — to be an abused child in the church. How dehumanizing it is to see your traumatic experiences in stories meant to teach you obedience.

“Not to shade religious people but it’s kinda chilling how some folks praise Abraham for being willing to kill Isaac for God to prove his devotion. Like idk about y’all, but if God told me to kill my son i’d kinda be like maybe this isn’t the god for me.”

Religion prioritizes submission, devotion, obedience, blind faith, etc. so it’s obvious what that tale was trying to do. They’re telling the followers that they will be rewarded for putting their god above any other.

“You must submit, but you have to do it willingly (like Abraham), forced submission is the same as no submission.”

They’re portraying this behavior as something to be praised and something to strive for. Abrahamic religions only give the illusion of “choice”. The tale is used to keep the followers in line while making them think that they’re admirable and worthy of praise because they chose to submit.

[megan-loves-surveys]

#44.

Have you ever had a sexually gay experience? Yep.

Do you find any of your friends hot? Not really. I love them though xD

Are your legs freshly shaven? I shaved them in the shower yesterday so fresh-ish lol.

Does your best friend wear glasses? No.

Have you ever woke up crying from a bad dream? Yes.

Who knows more about you: online friends or offline? Online probably.

Does your family own any land? No.

Who is the oldest sibling in your family? -

Are you close to any of your aunts/uncles? No, I barely see them.

When was the last time you were in a hospital? 2017.

Do you plan on losing weight any time soon? I'm losing some at the moment.

What do you think of people who get drunk every weekend? EVERY weekend? I'd side-eye them, cos that's getting closer to it being a problem for them and I'd ask if they were okay, but otherwise it's not my business.

Are you looking forward to anything? It's my birthday on Saturday - tomorrow my Mum and I are going for a big lunch and then on my actual birthday I'm going to a wrestling show yay!!! <3

What was the last bad news you heard? Dunno.

What was your GPA in high school? We don't have that thingy here.

Do you require a lot of private time? I guess?

Do you know how to play any odd instruments most people can’t play? I can't play any instruments, odd or otherwise lol.

Have you ever had a parasite before? No.

Have you ever been punched in the face before? No.

Are there regular trains in and out of your town/city? In and out? There's a few, but most of the trains are within the city itself.

Do you bathe your pets regularly? -

What was the last animal you saw, and was it a pet? It was a cat, and no it belongs to our neighbour.

Who was the last person you messaged on Facebook? Ngawari.

When was the last time you saw them? Today haha, we went to the gym and then had dinner for my birthday.

Where do you see yourself in a year? Who knows.

[TW: OVERDOSE/SUICIDE] Do you know anyone who has overdosed? No.

Where are your siblings as of now? -

Have you ever lost anyone close to cancer? Yes, one of my friends passed from ovarian cancer last year :(

Do you personally know anyone who is transgender? Personally, like we're friends? No. But I do know of a few people who I've said hello to a few times and that.

When was the last time you got a shot? Covid booster a few years ago.

Have you ever been into a car accident? I've been hit by a car, so I guess so.

When was the last time you spent over $100 in one transaction? What did you buy? Prob when I got my hair done.

Are you a breakfast person? I love breakfast, but I don't actually eat it that much.

What type of books do you like to read? All sorts, but I do love fantasy.

How do you get rid of hiccups? Drink water super fast.

Do you have any healthy addictions? Hahah dunno.

Do you pay much attention to speed limits while driving? -

Which parent was more strict when you were growing up? My Mum - she was always the one who said no when I asked her if I could do something. I always asked Dad instead cos he was way more likely to say yes lol, then when Mum found out I'd just say Dad said I could xD I also would tell Dad about things that I'd never dare to tell Mum about cos I knew how she'd react lol. Like one time a friend of mine drove me and another friend home from school when he didn't have the proper license to do so - I told Dad about it the next day, he thought it was funny but I knew if I told Mum, she'd go nuts LOL. Dad even said "I wouldn't tell your mother if I was you" haha.

Have you ever watched The Golden Girls? I've watched clips on YT, it's funny.

Do you like getting dirty? Not particularly.

Are you a very flirty person? I can be.

Who was your favorite babysitter? I never had any, it's not a big thing in NZ. If someone had to watch me, it was usually my Grandma lol, and in an emergency case it would be our next door neighbour.

Do you believe in the death penalty? It depends what the person did.

Name a person that you can’t stand and tell us why? I don't know tbh.

If you could have a video of one event in your life, what would the video be? Hmm.

What is the most illegal thing you have ever done? Dunno lol.

Last person you sang happy birthday to? Not sure.

What form of government do you like the most? (capitalism, socialism, etc.) I have no clue tbh, politics is boring to me.

Is there a song you can’t handle listening to, even though you like it? As The World Caves In, it's one of the most sad songs ever, and I cry just listening to it lol.

Last time you saw fireworks? Dunno, New Year's?

Do you have a black dog? No.

If you took someone on a tour of your town, what would you show them? Sky Tower, the museum, Kelly Tarlton's, Sylvia Park etc.

Have you been to the capital of your state? -

Would you be more in your element camping in a tent or an RV? RV, but I've never actually been in one lol.

Kissing someone with facial hair, do you mind? Not at all!

Would you ever enter any kind of pageant? No.

Do you have sympathy for hobos? Mostly, but some of them can be really pushy when they ask for money.

When holding hands, do you intertwine fingers? Yes.

What’s your opinion on Johnny Depp? Love him! Was totally on his side with the whole Amber Heard stuff. He's a phenomenal actor and can play so many different roles.

If you write, isn’t writer’s block the most horrible thing? Oh god yes.

How old were you when you met your first love? In my 30's, lol.

Did you get ice cream from the ice cream truck when you were little? Do they still have an ice cream truck where you live? I did! But they always seemed to come around at silly times like right before you'd be having dinner lol, they should have come around 30 - 45 mins later cos then it'd be time for dessert xD

Your last ex finds out you’ve fallen in love with another person? Who cares, I don't talk to them. Surveys are way too obsessed with exes when I barely think about mine lol.

Who was the last friend you added on Facebook? Not sure actually.

Have you ever encountered a black widow? No. THANK GOD.

What letter does your surname begin with? O.

Have you ever used a muscle stimulator before? Did it hurt? No.

How many times have you dated the person you’re with now? Once, currently lol.

Do you know anyone who has gotten pregnant despite using contraception? Yep.

Would your mom care if she found condoms in your room? I'm an adult lol, I can do what I like xD

Would you ever get band artwork tattooed on you? No.

Do you think the last person you kissed has ever lied to you? Probably, but unless it's huge, who cares.

Would you ever pick up a hitchhiker? God no.

Do you think it’s important for children to have a father figure in their life as they grow up? Sure, but if they don't, then that's how it is. But most people who don't have a father likely have other males in their life.

If you could have one more pet, what? I don't have any pets to begin with...

Something you want to buy real bad? Hmm, not sure actually. More merch probably xD

Could you wait until marriage for sex? I don't want to get married, so no LOL.

Do you know anyone who writes huge essays when they message you? Yep, but it's endearing.

Do you think your first love still loves you? Dunno.

Were you ever a flower girl or ring bearer in anyone’s wedding when you were little? No.

Has your father met the person you currently love? Yep.

[TW: SUICIDE] Have you ever written or received a suicide note? No.

Do women breastfeeding in public make you feel uncomfortable? Why or why not? No, it's babies eating. Who cares?

What band would you most like to meet? Blue!! <3

Do you think you have to be skinny in order to be beautiful? Nah, but I do want to be slim for my health.

What’s the most disturbing thing you’ve ever been through? Getting hit by a drunk driver who was blind drunk in the middle of the day.

Are you into PETA and all that? No, PETA are awful.

Does your family have a secret? Not really?

Any current family issues? Nah.

Have you ever picked wild flowers? No.

Which mythological deity or creature is your favorite? Djinn/genies. Thanks to the Weather Warden series xD

What’s the biggest spider you’ve come across? I don't want to think.

Have you ever been bitten by anything venomous? No.

Who was the last person you were with that smelled REALLY good? My boyfriend xD

What movie coming out are you most excited to see? Why? None, I don't like movies.

If you have one, do you and your significant other have a similar taste in music? Not really, though he does try to listen to stuff I recommend him even if it's not his thing cos he's open-minded.

Do you know anyone who has changed their first name? Yes.

Have you ever dated someone who posted a ton of selfies on social media? No.

Are you on good or bad terms with your most recent ex? Neither, I don't ever talk to him.

What’s your favorite YouTube channel? Loads - Call Me Kevin, ashens, LGR, Matt Rose, HeroVoltsy etc.

What’s the highest you can count in a different language? Dunno.

Where would you like to be buried? Not sure.

Which of the following areas is going best for you right now: finances, work, love life, social life or education? Why do you say this? No education, and the others are all pretty good.

Do you know any illegal immigrants? No.

Can you sit for long periods of time? Noooooooooo, I'm so fidgety lol, I change the position of my legs hundreds of times a day. Plus, I always stand up when I get a chance to. It's for this reason, I always sit on the aisle when I fly cos I get up and go to the toilet multiple times, and I don't want to be climbing over people.

Do you have any cavities? Not one.

Who was the last person to flirt with you, other than your lover? This guy at work yesterday xD I was polite, but didn't encourage him haha.

Have you ever read a book about a character in a psych ward? Dunno.

Have you ever been in a mental hospital as a patient? No.

Whose place did you last chill at and with who? My boyfriend's.

Do you plan on having both your parents at your wedding? -

Would you prefer cherry Cola or vanilla Cola? I don't like cherries, so definitely vanilla. Man I haven't had it for so long, need to get a bottle at some point.

Have you ever tried to draw an anime version of yourself? No.

At what point were your parents most disappointed in you? Never?

If you could have a neon light sign that said anything you wanted, or looked like anything you wanted, what would it be? Hmm, maybe ones of the Shield guy's logos!

Will you cry at your wedding? -

If your last ex said they hate you, you say? I don't care.

What do you get cravings for the most? Chips.

Where was your senior prom held? -

What was the theme of your senior prom? -

Do you know what you want the theme of your wedding to be? If so, what would it be? Why so many wedding questions? Not everyone wants to get married.

What color Christmas lights do you like best on your tree? We have all colours lol.

At what age did you start puberty? I got my period at 13, so around then I guess.

Have you ever passed out? Yes.

How old is the last person you kissed? 55.

Where does your best friend live? She lives about... 25 mins from me or so.

How many people have you truly fallen IN love with? One.

Has anybody ever called you a tease? My boyfriend has a a joke LOL.

Have you ever seen your siblings naked? -

What are you doing this weekend? Nothing planned, but I'll prob hang out with my boyfriend at some point.

What’s your favorite hair color for girls? Depends on the individual person, cos not everyone suits the same colours. For me personally, I don't suit super dark colours, I'm too pale.

Does your first crush know you liked him/her? He knew lol, cos he was also my first kiss xD

Has anyone ever taken your clothes off of you before? Yes.

What was the last seriously painful thing that happened to you? I threw my knee out at the gym the other day, ugh.

Do you believe in Judgment Day? No.

Do you have a picture of you kissing someone? Yes.

If you had $100 dollars, how would you spend it? Buy a new pair of Converse from the outlet store!

You were given the opportunity to get a new cellular device, what do you choose? Whatever the newest iPhone is at the time.

Ever physically fought with a member of the opposite sex? No.

What was the last thing you tried for the first time? Hmm, not sure.

When was the last time someone admitted to having somewhat of an attraction to you? The other day.

Do you prefer to have more or less in common with your significant other? More.

[casspurrjoybell-20]

FOOLS Fall - Chapter 3 - Part 2

BOOK TWO: The 'Fools Fall in Love' Trilogy

*Warning - Adult Content*

Samuel Moretti

At home, it was just me and my parents with Haven gone at college.

'Yes, she was still dating Zach Price. They were on and off every other weekend'.

Plus my cat, Dumbass Junior that Noah got me for our first Christmas together.

I just called him Dummy, sometimes DJ.

My parents were still at work, so it was just me and Dummy.

My cat had definitely become my emotional support animal for sure.

I couldn't even tell you how many nights I cried over a petty argument between either my sister and I or with Noah or when I was just upset over not seeing him and DJ was always there, ready to cuddle with me.

But I also had one other person who had became a good distraction from my lonely thoughts and he was opening my front door, closed it behind him and sat down on the couch.

Carter took Dummy from me and started petting him.

"You know you could knock," I suggested with a dry tone.

"Why knock when you leave your front door open for me?"

That was true, Carter almost always came over after school, after the first two weeks, I started leaving my front door unlocked.

Carter switched subjects before I could answer back with a snarky reply.

"What do you think about Elliot?" he asked, not looking at me as he scratched behind the ears of Dummy.

"Um, I think he's cool," and I also thought he had a crush on Carter but I didn't want Carter to use Elliot as a sex toy and then dispose of him when Carter was satisfied.

I loved Carter 'he had become my best friend' but I also knew how he treated women and men, like shit.

"I heard when you transition into a male, your clit grows to a mini dick, is that true?" Carter genuinely asked me as he was wondering, 'one plus one equals two, right?'

I grimaced at Carter words, not because of what may or may not happen during a transition but that word... 'clit'.

That word had the same effect on me like the word 'moist' had on others.

"How the hell would I know? I don't like... vaginas and I'm not transgender."

Carter rolled his eyes.

"I don't know how someone can not like vaginas"

"I'm gay, Carter, like a hundred percent," I laughed.

"Whatever, what do you think it'd be like to go down on him?" he asked in nonchalance.

"You're disgusting," I told him, standing up and making my way to my kitchen.

"How?" Carter let Dummy go before following me.

"Because you just want to fuck Elliot, so you can 'experience it' and say you fucked someone who's transgender."

Yeah, I may have adapted to Noah's crass language.

"That's wrong. People have feeling, ya' know."

Then, unrelated, I asked him.

"Do youu want Mac and cheese?" as I pulled a pot from under the kitchen counter.

"Yeah, I guess," Carter said like he'd rather eat anything else but I was already adding water to the pot.

Carter continued on about Elliot,

"If I told him it was just a one-time thing before fucking, then I think it's okay," he hopped up on the counter after snatching a box of Cheez-it's.

He opened the recently bought box and put his hand in the bag, grabbing a handful and shoving it in his mouth.

I didn't know how he got laid so much.

I shook my head, chuckling.

"No and I'm pretty sure he's a virgin."

Carter cringed.

"Damn never mind. He'll get too clingy."

"You're the worst," I claimed and that was basically how our friendship worked, Carter made himself at home in my house and said or asked dumb stuff while I told him it was a bad idea.

Or sometimes I ranted about my problems when I couldn't talk to Noah or when my problems were about Noah and Carter listened.

It was a good, platonic friendship.

Carter left before my parents got home a little after five PM and I did homework, hung out with Dummy until around ten PM when I Face-Timed Noah.

I felt giddy thinking about the sexting earlier and wondered if Noah would want to do something similar but when I called him, Noah wasn't alone.

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

576 of 2023

1 - Does it bother you when dogs lick you?

Yes, it does. I don't like the smell of dogs and I don't like the feel of their tongues.

2 - Have you ever lost a nail completely for any reason? What happened?

Yeah, when I was a kid. I somehow torn it on the swing. Thankfully it grew back and I already forgot how it feels :P

3 - What was the last item you received in the mail?

A custom phone case with the photo of my late cat Victoria printed on it.

4 - When was the last time you used a hot water bottle?

I don't think I've ever used it.

5 - Have you ever been told you drink too much caffeine? Do you think that’s true?

Nah, I always tried to limit my intake. Now I had to cut off caffeine completely because it stops my meds from working.

6 - Do you have any caring responsibilities for anyone else? What do those responsibilities involve?

Yes, for my cat, previously two cats. I feed them and clean their litterbox. We both buy them food and play with them. I also have a teenager in the house. I technically don't do anything, but I buy food for him, too.

7 - Have you ever had any experience with alcoholism?

Not personal.

8 - When was the last time you cleaned the bathroom?

Technically today.

9 - How much does it cost you to fill your car up? Do you need to do it often?

I have no real insight because it's not me who drives our car.

10 - How often do you see family members that you don’t live with?

At least once a year, just this year we've been there 4 times.

11 - Would you ever want to live on a houseboat?

Nah, I prefer a standard house. I might try for a week, but not for the lifetime.

12 - Do you wear shoes inside your house?

No. Only if I go to the backyard.

13 - What color eyes do your pet(s) have?

Yellow. Susie has bright yellow eyes, but Victoria had yellow eyes, too.

14 - When was the last time you played The Sims?

I never really played it. Not interested.

15 - Would you rather have a swimming pool or a hot tub?

Swimming pool, hands down.

16 - Are you watching anything on TV at the moment, or are you listening to music while you fill this out?

Watching TV, with one eye.

17 - What do you do with unwanted gifts?

I try to sell them.

18 - Do you have any friends or relatives that you regularly have to help when it comes to using technology?

Yeah, my mum. She's bad at it.

19 - Do you prefer scented or unscented candles?

Unscented, but I rarely use candles anyway.

20 - What was the last thing you cooked in the oven? What about on the hob?

Ribs and soup.

21 - What’s your favorite way to eat chicken?

Baked wings and wraps. I like chicken in general.

22 - Do you prefer cows milk or another type of milk?

Cow milk, definitely. It has to be whole for me. I can't stand skimmed milk. Things like qlmond and cashew milk are out of question because I'm allergic to nuts.

23 - What time do you consider to be a lie-in?

Past 8am. I take my morning meds then.

24 - When was the last time you changed any of your piercing jewelry?

Ears, yesterday. My facial piercings, I haven't since I've redone them.

25 - If you could have a years’ worth of something for free, what would you pick?

Cat food. Susie is so damn expensive these days.

26 - Have you ever won anything on a scratch card or the lottery?

Yeah, 50€. It happened only once.

27 - Is there a hobby you loved five years ago that you don’t enjoy anymore?

Can't think of anything. My hobbies are stable.

28 - Do you watch the Great British Bake Off (or the Great British Baking Show as it’s known in the US)?

No, never heard of it.

29 - Would you leave the house in what you’re wearing at the moment?

Yeah, sure. Why wouldn't I?

30 - When was the last time you needed to charge your phone?

It's on charging right now.

[herdeardiaryy]

devotion 52

"He that handleth a matter wisely shall find good: and whoso trusteth in the LORD, happy is he."

Proverbs 16:20

My parents always told us, their children, that whatever we do in life, we need to entrust it to the Lord, even if we know that we can do it, everything will be smooth in process when we walk by it with God. And it's true.

Lately, I learned everything about it. Yes, my parents always told us about God's promises and truth, but most of the time I forgot how great God is before. But now, everytime I wake up, regardless if I have a good sleep or not, I thanked God, because having another air to breathe is a very precious.

I learned that, I need to surrender everything to the Lord. I encountered His greatness when He healed my father from life and death situation, even when I experienced a lot of pressures and episodes of panic attack, the Lord is always true to His words, that if we surrender everything to Him, He will never leave us nor forsake us, and also He will blessed us more than we expect.

At this Bible verse, whatever happens, even if I lost people in my life due to being so steady in my spiritual devotion, I will forever and always choose to surrender my life to the Lord.

Let us pray:

"Father God, thank You for this day that you have given to us. Thank You for giving me this day to rest and do whatever I want outside my workplace. Thank You, Lord, for my family who has a lot of time bonding with each other. Thank You very very much, Lord.

Forgive me, Lord, if I did something wrong out of control for this week. I admit that I have sinned and cannot avoid being a sinner, but please Lord, see my heart, I am sincerely trying my best, everyday, to do good according to Your will. Those intentional actions that I made, I am sorry, Lord, and again, I will try not to do it again for You. May You clean my heart and change it into something that make You proud of me.

Lord, again, I thank You. For the air that my family and I breathe, for another life, for another overflowing blessings, for the continuation of healing, for reminding us what to do, for correcting us, for the experiences that we had and having, for the challenges in life, and most of all, for forgiving us. Words cannot express how thankful I am for all the things you've done in our life. Thank You so much, Lord.

Lord, I pray for the safety of my family, relatives, and friends. Protect them from any harm, accidents, and diseases, in the Name of Jesus. Continue to love them with Your Holy Spirit, show how amazing You are. I pray for my Father's healing, I know he is doing great now, Lord, but have Your way in his life. I prophecy complete healing in the Name of Jesus. Evem for my brother, Reneld John, I pray for something in his heart, Lord, that my sister and brother-in-law heard, I declare clear results upon his check up, heal now what's inside of his body, whatever it is, Lord, I know you will heal my brother, in the Name of Jesus. I pray for the strength, knowledge, and energy for my mother, Lord. You know how great she is not only as a mother and wife at our home, but also Your soldier. Give her blessings, both her and my father, that they truly deserves. And I pray for my sister and brother-in-law's departure this September, Lord, protect them Lord by the time that they arrived at the airport until they landed in Germany. Extend Your greatness upon them as they take another step for their future, even for baby Rohan, I pray that he grows according to Your will and Your words will stay in his heart forever. I also pray for our pets, Lord, for Cloud and Mikasa, thank You for giving us as part of our family, I pray that You give them longer life, for us to be with them. I pray for a healthy life, Lord, protect them from any accidents and diseases in the Name of Jesus.

And for my friends: Judy Lyn, Jace, Rose Ann, MC, Cecil, Angel, Alner, Azi, Wewe, Regine, Raymond, Airene, Marvic, Shane, Joy, Jovel, Alex, Rona. You know what they are going through right now, Lord, whether it is good or bad or worst, be with them. Never get tired of reaching their sufferings and challenges, Lord, I know they needs You so much. Protect them at any costs, Lord. Let them know You more. And always remind them how good and great You are in their life. Continue to bless them, nourish them, love them, protect them, guide them, and forgive them, in every situations. They are very precious to me, Lord, that's why I am helping them to surrender their cross to You alone.

Lastly, I pray for my life. I pray that You continue to guide me, Lord, for whatever my decisions is, what will I do, what will I think, You will be the center of my life. I pray for peace of my heart, I rebuke negative thoughts in the Name of Jesus, I command pressures and panic attacks to go away in You powerful name, Jesus. Help me to be someone that you've always wanted me to be, Lord. Have Your way always for my life. I prat that You provide all my needs, and some of my wants, Lord. I lift up everything to You.

Thank You so much, Lord, for being You. I love You so much, Lord.

This I pray in the Mighty Name of Jesus, our Lord and Savior,

Amen."

010923 | 22:58

[voyeuristicvixen]

Capt’s Log No. 41_ FrEeEeEEe

Meroe’s Juneteenth Jam was a great success! Lots of people came out and enjoyed the festivities and all the performances were so inspiring! One day we had 100+ people touching down on the sim and at the end of the event, Strawberry Linden herself came through, it was a highlight of my whole SL experience not gunna lie. Strawberry is a humble and gracious person and Secondlife featured our event on their socials the next day. It was all just really fun and it also happened to be my first time helping to plan and execute an event for the museum in my pops Ras’s absence. It felt really good to know I made him proud. .

H.E.R performed! I absolutely love the messaging in her songs, it was the perfect way to open up the festival and to solidify the vibes of Meroe moving forward. Juneteenth is not a holiday that my pops, or I, celebrate like that... for us, the movement is a constant endeavor. We dont stop with juneteenth in the unifying of our people and diaspora, or in the upliftment and teachings. Its something that has to continue until we are truly free in mind and spirit. We are almost there! But there is still a ways to go.

Father’s day was a difficult day for Yemi and I, her dad has not been able to get online and I honestly didn’t feel or think he would care anymore about us or her. We talked today though and are friends so when he gets back on the grid, he will spend time with her. He said she will always be his daughter. That made me feel good, I told him that now Yemi feels more like mine than before because we get to spend more one on one time together. Lol But shes still a daddy’s girl at heart.

We still in our pink lady era though, I feel like since I lost my old IG page and went through the break up with Wav, people who were following our work and union have since been on different vibes with me. LMAO. I resonate with the pink ladies because they have rumors spread about them and reputations that are controversial or tarnished in some way by the general public and yet they give no fucks and they continue to do what they do regardless. Thats how I feel. People will talk and say whatever they want, FUCKEM.

We got a new dog, Orion! It took me forever to settle on a pupper that fit me and finally found this guy. My first choice was so opposite him, was a doberman! But I love Orion’s personality! It shines through more than any of the other pets I saw in the RezzRoom!

I usually write my little caption paragraphs under the photos and I realize these have all been above. I wonder which flows better. So I got accepted as a Secondlife Mentor! \o/ I literally signed up as soon as I saw the flyer I wasted NO TIME. Its something I was already doing on my free time anyway, so to be official with the tag and training it means so much to me, manifested that shit!

Last week I also got to witness my first probate, I have never been to one before and I know so little about SL greek life. It is a whole other world to me. I like how they raise money for RL causes. I think that is really dope and powerful thing that a virtual roleplay organization can still create real life change through their endeavors. It was such a honor to be asked by Gigi to witness that momentus occasion in her SL journey.

I legitly cried IRL. Anything that has to do with sisterhood, it hits home for me and triggers me deeply. I wish that someday I can be apart of that but I wont hold my breath! lol

I think its really cool that I am suddenly apart of a SL family, we’re so chill laid back and unofficial with how we do things. We dont all have to share the same last name we just uplift and support one another. I got my pops and my brother and my mama bear, DONT MESS WITH US!

The closing ceremony of juneteenth featured this great “Enter the diaspora” exhibit which is still up and you should go see it this week! This was curated by Valentine and she did an amazing job on it! I ended up DJing the party, and it gave me a chance to get in some much needed practice. I look forward to collabing with Jamrock and building up the mystory connections to its best!

The theme was comics, black and queer. I dressed as Nubia! Did you know that Nubia is a lesbian? I did not know that till I came to this exhibit. Theres so many hidden gems here!

Storm block the wind so I can light my joint! XD