#yes she will murder you if you call her that

[thecloudsaremyhome]

Could you pretty please do a part four of "If Reader committed suicide" and include Selina, Clark, Harley Quinn and Ra!!

(Totally okay if not)

Have a good day/night

You ask and I shall receive enjoy!

Selina: Selina was apart of Bruce’s many relationships he has had over the years the only difference is that she has been with him the longest. Their relationship has been complicated throughout the years but that doesn’t mean she still doesn’t love him. She cares she really does. But she never got to know any of his adopted children sure dick and Damian but that’s it. So she didn’t know of your existence until well your death. She’s heard of your mother before yes but that’s it. She barely knew you. So why why does she feel this intense motherly protection while staring at your dead body lying on the floor. Why does she grieve like Bruce. Who is just as broken. She never wished for children she was fond of them yes but she hasn’t thought of having her own. But looking at you, looking at your lifeless form. She wishes she did have a child. She wished you were her child so she could’ve prevented this from happening. From you succumbing under the darkness. But Selina doesn’t give up, she’s not the type to. So she will help Bruce find a way to save your from the pips of death. And maybe you’ll see her as someone to look up to. Because she knows she will never be your real mother but she can atleast try to.

Clark: clark Yas a complicated relationship with Bruce as a whole they've never seen much of an eye to eye for their senses of justice but they are still able to work together as a team reluctantly. But behind Bruce's gold demeanor they both care for each other to an extent. Clarks worked with a multitude of Bruce's kids to know basic information about them but to clark your an annomoly to him. He had not once met you or have heard about you before not until well Bruce asks him for his help to bring you back to life. And that's when he's. Left surprised he thought Damian was his only bio child. So Clarks distraught on what Bruce has just informed him. But he doesn't take time to process it an immediately agrees to help his friend. That's when he also gets to learn more about you and your so called situation. To say he's pissed is an understatement. What you went through was absolutely horrible, he could never imagine such a young child going through. But that doesn't mean he won't stop helping Bruce no this fuels him to help Bruce even more. To bring you back, to make sure you get the love you need. And then take you for himself.

Harley Quinn: harley and Bruce gave a complicated relationship going from our enemies to accomplices to semi friends to enemies again, let's just say it's complicated. But she doesn't hold any true murder intentions against Bruce because he has helped her in the past, guided her in some way. So of course she's in debut to repay him. So when the big bay asks her for help on bringing you back she's a bjtshocked overall. She's fought some of Bruce's kids but she's never heard of you before. Not even in the underground. So it's strange to say the least. She never once heard of you. Well maybe she did once hear about Bruce's many flings but that was years ago! But when she gazes at your now dead body she can't help but feel a sense of dread in her gut. This Isanti right and she know it but she does own big B for saving her and now she can't really back down can she? Maybe if they could bring you back maybe she could help you escape.

Authors note: I hole this is good I don't know much abouts Ra's lore to properly write him but once I do I'll make sure to add him! Thank you for the request! I'm sorry if the ending was rushed!

[cymae-mesa]

you trigger my unskippable cutscene

Guys Divorcesteal is really good in a way that's destroying my sleep schedule!

Divorcesteal is a Minecraft SMP made by fans of the Lifesteal SMP (including a couple of my friends) with similar mechanics and more gay divorce.

On the server killing another player takes a heart from their healthbar and gives it to you. Which means you can only lose so many fights in a row before you're on zero and get banned. So you need to spend a bunch of resources either crafting new hearts or reviving dead players.

But unlike Lifesteal these aren't some of the best and sweatiest Minecraft PvPers in the world, they're… tumblr fandom dweebs. Which means there are fun fights, but mostly there's psychosexual torment, angst, and queerbaiting. Roleplay is king with everyone playing at least a heightened version of themselves, and so falling in love getting married and having an angry divorce is often a more significant kind of plotline than the combat.

But the really fun things from a viewer pov is the roleplay is just as competitive as the combat. Characters in the story keep secrets to advance their agendas, which means the players keep secrets from the other players. Because many people livestream their perspective or record it for youtube this means strict no stream-sniping rules. Players can't watch streams/videos marked :3 without permission and fans are told not to leak what they see.

Which is great!!! Because it means i get to talk to my good friend Will and say I'm so excited to see the next stream! And tell everyone else that I'm excited because :3 I know that next stream the person she trusts most on the server is going to murder her, which Will doesn't know!

^ Actually happened on Tuesday it was fucked up and beautiful!

The macro scale plot atm is the season ends in 2 weeks and various teams are firing off their endgame plans. Pathogen are building monumental architecture for obscure and sinister purposes. 1000 Suns formed with the plan of escaping to the End dimension and blocking access to it using advanced chunk banning tech so they could be safe. Pathogen found out by misc sneaky shit and they moved first. So now the server has no End portals at all and the whole dimension is inaccessible.

I'm currently fixated on Will's smaller team/polycule called Elysium, with Angel and ChipsEclipse. Will had secretly planned to join 1000 Suns in the End, but due to a combination of irl timing issues and personal (in character) beef it wasn't clear if Chips would be welcome. The plan became impossible due to not having an End to run away to, at which point Chips found out, felt hurt and abandoned, and decided to betray the team by joining pathogen and killing Will and Angel. Hence the :3 situation on Tuesday.

But of course being fucked up tumblr/ao3 kids everyone has decided to yes-and this situation to produce even more heartbreak and angst. Especially from the pov of Angel who wasn't involved in the murdering but was in the polycule and remains in love with both of them!

If you want to join me in experiencing this the tumblr tag is pretty active. There's lots of streams on these acounts:

https://www.twitch.tv/sundialseraph

https://www.twitch.tv/chipseclipse

https://www.twitch.tv/bettyisbaffled

https://www.twitch.tv/arceoptryx

https://www.twitch.tv/ravathedemondragon

https://www.twitch.tv/marshmarrowed

https://www.twitch.tv/leoonine

https://www.twitch.tv/gaysetokaiba

https://twitch.tv/vacillantvoid

But there's vods channels and other stuff I'm forgetting.

[gothamite-rambler]

Mirage, you're a dead woman!

Dick: Star, I'm so sorry. I didn’t know… I thought she was you, and then we… can you ever forgive me?

Kori tilted her head, studying her boyfriend's expression. Dick’s body language wasn’t defensive or deceitful; it radiated shock, slight terror, and guilt. Except he wasn’t guilty of anything. After a few seconds, Kori closed her eyes and smiled sweetly.

Kori: I was never mad. From how you're reacting, it seems you’re more upset. It’s okay—especially since what this Mirage woman did was not just wrong, but illegal. I’m going to handle it.

Calmly, Kori left the room, with Dick and the other titans trailing behind her.

Dick: Star, what are you doing?

Kori (removing her earrings with a calm determination): I'm going to have a conversation with Mirage about what sexual assault really is. And that impersonating someone else to sleep with their partner is a crime.

She tucked her earrings into her pocket and pulled her hair into a ponytail.

Donna: Do you need backup?

Kori: No. I can handle this on my own.

Garfield (Beast Boy) and Wally West walked down the halls as the group made their way to the holding room Mirage was at.

Garfield: Where are you guys headed?

Donna: Star is going to beat the shit out of Mirage for having sex with Nightwing, but he didn't know.

Wally: That's a crime. That was the context? That asshole!

Garfield (walking off to tell the others): Yeah pretty much... give 'em hell Starfire.

Kori: Oh I will.

Dick: You don't have to do this.

Kori: I want to though, because she took advantage of you. Am I upset that she had sex with you? Yes, but that's not your fault.

Dick: Aren't you mad that I technically cheated on you?

Kori: Cheating is partaking in sexual or emotional relationship acts with someone else while in a relationship. This isn't that and the only one in the wrong is Mirage. I understand you not wanting me to murder the vermin Tarantula, but here I will only make her wish I killed her.

Donna (rolling up her sleeves, walking off): And I’ll deal with Pantha calling you a slut while Kori “talks” to Mirage.

Kori: Sounds like a perfect plan. Dickie bear, having learned about your history, I will continue to protect you. We could be friends, and I'd still do so. If you don’t want me confronting Mirage, though, we can leave. You deserve to choose, because you’re the victim in this.

Dick's eyes widened in surprised at this being taken seriously as it should be.

Wally: I was eavesdropping because I'm nosy, and I say let Kori punch her in the nose at least.

Dick closed his eyes, releasing a relieved sigh. When he opened them, he took Kori’s hand.

Dick: Kori, don’t, like, murder her, okay? I can’t afford to bail you out of jail, and… murder's wrong.

Kori: What’s that thing you and Batman say? Letting them live after you’ve savagely beaten them is punishment enough. If you’ll excuse me…

Kori turned towards the doorway where Mirage was being held and forcefully kicked the door in. She entered with a determined smile. Mirage, spotting Kori, immediately assumed a fighting stance.

Kori (closing the door behind her): We’re going to have a little thirty-minute girl talk. Chat amongst yourselves.

With the door sealed, the room filled with sounds of screams (Mirage's), thrashing, and alien curses. Most the Titans stood by listening into the fighting while Dick stood a few feet away hiding smile by sucking in his lips.

[truth-01001001-liar]

WIP WEDNESDAY

tagged by @labskeever @sulphuricgrin @moriche and @devilrose thank youuuu :)

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First off I have some art wips of Wraith, but also a little snippet of a writing wip >:)

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From the opening scene of skyrim.The fic doesn’t have a name yet *shrugs*. it might be terrible I don’t have a good gage of good and bad writing. you’ve been forewarned. 👍

“Wait, are you running from it? You- the Bear of Markarth? The Jarl of Windhelm? The man who murdered Torygg and started the civil war? I didn’t think you’d be afraid of anything,” Viir spoke cheerily, as Ralof helped her to her feet, “I heard somewhere that you shouted the High King to death. Shouted. Like dragons do. Can’t you just go have a chat with our new scaly friend out there?” Viir’s wry smile widened when she knew she’d said enough to provoke a response.

“Are you calling me a coward? Let me tell you something, woman. It isn’t bravery, but foolishness that causes a man to run into a battle he knows he won’t win. I can hear the legion out there right now, struggling. I’m no fool. You’re welcome to sprint to your death, but I won’t lead my soldiers to a slaughter.”

Viir began to open her mouth, but Ralof yanked her hurriedly up the steps before more words could escape.

“Up through the tower, let’s go.” He said, toting her along behind him.“What’s wrong with you? Now’s not the time for picking fights, kinsman. Also I thought I heard those damned elves say you were a mage that was good with words or something. I don’t know why, but for some reason I expected you to.. to .. well I expected you to-”

“Not be an ass?” She said, cutting him off.

“Yes!”

“Please Ralof. The only reason the thalmor were so worried about keeping my mouth shut was because the only spell I can cast without my hands is a frenzy spell. I’ve used that spell in the middle of a city before, and they were just worried I’d do it again. It’s how I got in trouble with them in the first place,” Viir bragged, giving Ralof an over the shoulder smirk. He let out a long, exasperated sigh as they walked up the steps. At his annoyance her smile grew even wider.

[bookie-bookdust]

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Ominis’ hat. If it’s not too much trouble, would you be willing to write a little blurb about it? Where is it from? What drove him to purchase it? What does it look like, precisely?

The smut was so well written, but I’m really invested in the hat.

HI @horizontaldancer0!!!! I didn't forget this message. I'm so sorry I'm late. I was spiraling lololol. BUT thank you so much for messaging me about my fic!!!! You aren't the only one who was obsessed with the hat, and you made me laugh so I wrote a little prequel for you💙 It's entirely crack and absolutely ridiculous.

For context for anyone reading this: This is from my smutty crack fic How to Defuse a Ravenclaw - the one where Ominis wears a stupid hat.

Ominis Gaunt was a man of many fine attributes: impeccable taste in music, the dexterity of a sly niffler, a Pureblood name that granted him access to any room he required (and the dwindling coffers and crippling trauma to match—but that was beyond the point).

One of his lesser respected qualities was his timeless fashion taste. Especially necessary next to Sebastian who always seemed to exclusively wear mismatched socks, shirts ill-fitted to show off his physique so the buttons strained. Ominis’ wand shuddered as it detailed Sebastian’s sloppy appearance most mornings, dressed and ready for breakfast, already whining about that damned demented Ravenclaw as if she wasn’t the highlight of his day.

But it was Friday evening at the Three Broomsticks that finally pushed Ominis to true fashion enlightenment. 

The tavern was sticky—hot. His wand dizzily attempted to paint the scene like a carefully plotted map. The place was filled to the brim with Hogwarts students and locals alike. Every table was packed, every glass in use, grubby dirty digits fingering the free nuts.

He wanted to leave. Immediately. Sooner than immediately that he’d trade it for instant combustion if it freed him from listening to Weasley and Prewett wailing some Irish sea shanty. Imelda was on their backs shrieking the correct lyrics.

“Truly. A mending charm isn’t mending anything. It’s putting off the inevitable.”

Sebastian and his literal murder accomplice glared at each other, pink-cheek-drunk at this point by evidence of multiple empty steins littering their tabletop in the corner. They’d been arguing over the true capabilities of mending charms all day, and Ominis’ head splintered in a headache.

“And? What’s the problem with a quick fix until then?” Sebastian huffed, throwing out a hand.

It hit Ominis in the face, and he smacked the idiot’s arm away. “Will you watch yourself?”

But they ignored him, too busy in this sorry excuse for foreplay they’d been doing since they’d met.

“The more you use one, they stop working,” she said.

“That’s what she said.” Sebastian snorted.

“Freak.” She swung.

He lurched back, knocking Ominis’ glass straight down his front.

“You featherbrained imbeciles,” Ominis shouted, standing, and they sank into their seats. “I have had quite enough.”

“Omi, wait—”

“Stop calling me that ridiculous pet name.” He stormed off, shaking out his sticky hands.

He rounded the corner for the lavatory when he crashed into someone.

“Excuse me, you useles—”

“Jumping toadstools. I am so sorry.”

He straightened, all the blood rushing out of him. “P-Poppy?”

“You’re soaked.” She gasped, sniffing. “Is that brandy?”

“Um, yes.”

“What happened?” She squeezed his arm, delicate fingers burning through the fabric of his shirt.

His mouth dropped open and snapped shut. Words. He needed words.

“Sebastian happened. And his stupid girlfriend—”

“Oh yeah, he’s practically in her lap right now.” Poppy snorted, leaning to look past him.

His wand flared to seek it, and he covered it with his hand. He did not want to witness that. He was already damned enough to his wand’s unannounced detailing of random erections.

“So, you’re okay then?” she asked.

He shook his head, blinking. “Um, yes. I’m excusing myself for some fresh air. My ears are bleeding from Weasley’s howling.”

She laughed, and a silly little spark danced in his chest.

“Anyway.” He cleared his throat. “I thank you for the,” he motioned to himself, “cleaning.”

Cleaning??? By Salazar, was he illiterate?

“Of course.”

Silence stretched between them, and Ominis let his wand outline every detail he could get. The nervous fidget of her fingers, her soft locks tucked behind her ears, the missed polish on her shoes.

“Would you mind if I joined you?”

His heart gave a very incriminating thud, the pulse of his wand matching.

“Why, of course not. I’d be honore—um, elatat…Yes, please come to me. On me. WITH. Come with me. Outside.”

If only the Slytherin gene had been transfiguring into a pile of snakes and not speaking to them.

Her lips twitched, but she granted him a formal nod and took the lead down the busy aisle out of the Three Broomsticks.

Chaos boomed around them, students trading shanties for some awful medley about a whore’s tits that had Sirona smacking a broom over Leander’s head.

“Not in my place of business, Mr. Prewett. To the Hog’s Head if you want to behave like that.”

Ominis’ wand flashed in warning, and he tugged Poppy against him just as Andrew Larson and Everett Clopton barreled past, tipping a table. Three Gryffindor girls shrieked.

The two stumbled to their feet, attempting to fix the mess, but they knocked a chair in the path.

“Merlin’s beard.” Poppy surged back, rubbing against Ominis’ front.

He nearly fainted. “Hurry,” he cleared his throat. “Before Miss Ryan starts blasting students.”

They stormed for the door, so close to some damned peace and quiet when a sniveling voice called from behind him.

“Oh, Mister Gaunt."

He halted.

Of course now.

“What do you want, Hobhouse?” He pointed his wand right at the fool’s nose, catching on his nostril so the boy jerked back.

His wand highlighted the tall cylindrical object on Hobhouse’s head, and Ominis dropped his hand.

Was he wearing…

“Is that a top hat?” Ominis snorted.

Hobhouse grabbed the rim of the black velvet with a scowl. “So what if it is?”

“You look like a damned fool.” He knocked if off Hobhouse’s head with a smack of his wand and it decked an unsuspecting sixth year in the face.

“You’ll pay for that, Gaunt.”

Ominis huffed a dry laugh, and the Three Broomsticks fell to drunken whispers and hoots. “What are you possibly going to do, hm? Throw a tantrum? Do you even know how to use your wand?”

Hobhouse unsheathed it, knocking it against his hip, and it clattered to the ground. He scrambled for it, straightening.

“Oh, oh my.” Poppy stepped back, fighting a smile.

“You’re embarrassing yourself.” Ominis sighed.

Hobhouse threw a blast, and it whizzed overhead, dinging the light fixture.

“How dare you—”

“Boys, please,” Sirona shouted.

Ominis lunged, the two a swirling force of swatting hands when someone pulled them apart.

“At least duel it out. Merlin, you look like pissy housecats.” Sebastian fisted their shirts.

“This is silk.” Ominis shoved him off. “Go snog your girlfriend.”

Sebastian blanched, glancing behind him. “You know she’s not—”

“Let’s just go outside and cool off. Before someone loses an eye.” Poppy cut in, grabbing Ominis’ hand.

“That’s right. Listen to Peculiar Poppy.” Hobhouse snorted.

“You.” Ominis summoned the hat, jamming it down over Hobhouse’s head so he busted through the top.

The room erupted.

“My hat!” Hobhouse shrieked.

Sebastian yanked Ominis back, hauling him away from that sniveling rodent and straight out into the cold. The soothing quiet hit him instantly, and his shoulders eased.

“I can see myself out, thank you very much.” Ominis shoved him off.

Sebastian laughed. “You’re something special, mate. Sirona’s going to send you a howler for that.”

“Let her.” Ominis smoothed out his shirt.

“Goodness.” The doors swung open, and Poppy tripped out. “That was worse than two male hippogriffs fighting for dominance. It’s absolute chaos in there. Sirona is threatening to shut down.”

“Shit.” Sebastian ran back inside. “Behave, Omi,” he called over his shoulder.

“Don’t call me that.” Ominis scrubbed his face, taking a seat on the curb.

Poppy plopped down beside him close enough that their arms brushed, and he purposefully put his wand away. He didn’t trust himself not to unnecessarily probe her.  

“That certainly was interesting,” she said.

“Hobhouse is an absolute menace to wizardkind. Wearing a formal top hat to the Three Broomsticks? Is he a circus ringmaster?”

“I don’t know. I sort of like hats.” Poppy shrugged.

“So you thought that top hat looked good on him?”

“Merlin, no. I hate Hobhouse as much as everyone else.” She snorted. “I just think a classic hat can make a wizard look quite smart.”

Ominis blinked. “Right. Of course.”

Smart.

Quite smart.

***

The next morning, he barged into Gladrags Wizardwear.

“Show me your finest hats this instant.”

Augustus Hill’s teacup dropped with a clatter. He rushed out from behind the counter. “I apologize, Mr. Gaunt. I didn’t have you on my schedule for this morning. I would have had a selection prepared.”

“It’s a last-minute fashion emergency.” Ominis crossed his arms, his cheeks heating.

He’d sat up all night thinking about hats. And Poppy. But also hats. He’d worn them before—obviously. But the options were endless. He needed something with versatility, durability, comfort…

“I just received a new pattern for top hats.”

‘How egregious.” Ominis could have vomited. “This isn’t for formal wear. I won’t be caught dead like some people wearing top hats out to pubs.”

“Right.” Fabrics rustled, tissue paper crinkling as Mr. Hill dug through his shelves.

Ominis drifted to the far side of the store, his wand highlighting a mannequin twirling an onyx hat around its index finger.

He summoned it, tracing the velvet. It had a wide flat rim, an indented crown, with a matching velvet band.

“Tell me about this.” He held it up.

Augustus Hill paused, obvious confusion swirling off him. “That’s a Homburg hat. They’ve grown to popularity with the Muggles. They come in a variety of fabrics.”

“Fascinating.” Ominis rolled it in his hands.

It was ironic, eclectic, good for the changing seasons. He held it up, placing it atop of his head. He’d need a new one of course. Not this used sock of a shelf item.

But it was perfect.

And there you have it! There's the story of his short but passionate whirlwind  romance with his stupid hat. RIP lol. I hope you enjoyed!🥰

[multiversefanfics]

She’s Mine

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader - Sam Wilson x Fem!Reader Warning: cussing, a bit of angst, and fluff Summary: You were the newest addition to the team, and you caught the eyes of 3 beautiful men, but who will win your heart? Word Count: 1,002

You’ve been on the team for 2 years now, which gave you enough time to get to know everyone, some more than others. You found one person that you could tell anything to, and you wouldn’t get judged for it, maybe a little teasing and dark humor with the deep stuff but never judged and that person was Natasha.

Nat helped you through every breakup, every hair color change, every phase that you claimed was the new you, everything. She was your person, and you were hers.

"Y/N!!!" You heard someone scream your name from the living room, you jogged down the stairs coming face to face with Bucky

“Yes, Barnes?” A smirk spread across his face

“I’m going for a run, wanna come?” You rolled your eyes but then nodded

“You screamed bloody murder just to ask me to go on a run with you?”

He nodded and tossed your running shoes to you. Usually, Bucky would run with Steve or Sam but for some reason he wanted you to go with him you admit it was cute but what changed his mind, Steve and Sam were in the living room as well so why didn’t he ask them? The two of you went on the run.

While on your run you somehow twisted your ankle, so Bucky told you to climb onto his back and he carried you back to the compound

"Are you sure I'm not too heavy?" You asked Bucky while 'steering' with his ears,

"I'm sure, it's like you're not even there."

He chuckled as you pulled his left ear for him to go left. Bucky walked into the compound and gently set you down on the kitchen counter, slowly taking your shoe off

"Yeah, it's already swollen. give me a minute, I'm going to get you some ice."

You nodded and watched him walk to the kitchen, putting ice in a clean dishrag. Bucky came back, scooping you up and carrying you to the couch that's when Steve and Sam walked in

"Oh, shit what happened?" Bucky propped your foot on a pillow and gently placed the ice rag on your ankle.

"I twisted my ankle on our run." Steve sat beside you, rubbing your back.

"Do you need anything?" You shook your head and adjusted yourself on the couch.

"I'm gonna run and get you some snacks." Sam placed a blanket over you and kissed the top of your head.

Sam placed a blanket over you and kissed the top of your head.

"I am fine, it's not Bucky's fault I'm an adult I'm capable of taking care of myself." As soon as you tried to take a step you immediately sat back down

"You are not going anywhere, sit down and relax, we are going to make everything better." Steve kissed the top of your head and walked away.

You've always known those 3 had a crush on you but they're starting to act like children, Bucky sat down beside you, rubbing your back

"I'm really sorry, I didn't want you to get hurt" You rolled your eyes

"Can you just take me to my room, please? I wanna take a nap." Bucky nodded and picked you up from the couch. you admit Bucky was and is very attractive, but you're here for work, not to fall in love.

He took you to your room, laid you down on the bed, tucked you in, and kissed your forehead.

"If you need anything, just call me."

You nodded and watched him leave the room. You turned on your side, trying your best to get comfortable. You pulled your phone out and decided to start scrolling through it. There was a soft knock at your bedroom door.

"Come in," You called out. Sam poked his head in, showing a bag of snacks. You slowly sat up, leaning against your headboard

"Sam, you really didn't have to do this; it's just a sprained ankle." He walked the rest of the way in and sat on your bed

He shrugged and set the bag beside you. He moved closer, helping you take out some of the snacks from the bag and drinks setting them on your bedside table

"I know, but that way you don't have to get out of bed when you're hungry, you'll have all your snacks and drinks." He crumpled up the bags placing them inside one another.

Sam was very attentive; he always made sure someone else was taken care of before taking care of himself, which you really admired and appreciated about him.

"Well, thank you, Sammy, I appreciate it and you." You pulled Sam into a hug

When the two of you pulled back, Sam's face was inches from yours, his eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips, then back to your eyes, you knew what he wanted, and deep down, you wanted it too, but was it right? Would it give him the wrong idea?

Before you had time to react or pull away, his lips were on yours, soft, passionate, his hand came up to cup your face, gently rubbing his thumb up and down your cheek. You slowly pulled away from him, staring at him wide eyed.

"S-Sam..." He shook his head and ran out of your room

You sat there for a minute trying to figure out what just happened, on one hand you liked Sam, he was nice and funny, but on the other hand you didn't want it to complicate your friendship or work dynamic. You were so confused and didn't know what to do, the best option was to sleep it off.

Sam ran to find Natasha; she was in the kitchen making herself some coffee

"Nat! I gotta talk to you!" He rushed up beside her, nearly knocking her over

"Woah, slow down, birdman, what's wrong?"

He took a deep breath and leaned against the counter "I kissed Y/N."

"You did what?!" Two voices boomed from behind Sam in unison. Sam's in troubleeeeeeeeeee.

A/N: This has been in my drafts for a really really long time, I hope you guys like it too. If you want to be tagged in future fics comment here or send me a message. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated. 🥰

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[the-trombone-from-hadestown]

You will never make me love Severus Snape.

“Oh, he was secretly good the whole time! He’s the best, I’m so glad we got his redemption, he loved Lily AND he secretly cared about Harry and—”

No.

No no no. This man was a cold, cruel, abusive person. This guy never in any world should he have been a teacher. He is such a mean and vicious bully that he is one of his student’s actual greatest fear, and that student lost his parents to a deranged Death Eater. And he’s more afraid of Snape than her. He is anti-muggle and prejudiced and had a huge superiority complex, and he put all that shit into his ‘teaching’ and tormented his students. Literal children. He publicly humiliated students and sabotaged their educations at times just because he could. He bullied other adults too, I mean there is just no limit to his behavior!! He was just an all around ass.

“Oh but he was bullied in middle school poor baby—” HE WAS RACIST AND MEAN like yeah James and company were stupid 13 year old boys and they needed to grow up but Snape was not any better. James did grow up, and Snape stayed the same self-pitying bully he has always been. People literally tried to be his friend and he wouldn’t cause he thought he was better than them. Snape was that emo kid in the back who avoided everyone and had his hoodie up and headphones in all day and when you tried to be his friend he called you names and was a jerk and then cried and said “nobody understands me!” Idk about you but I wouldn’t make it a point to go hang out with the dude who makes up spells to cut people into little pieces in his spare time. He didn’t even hide it, everybody knew he was dark! Lily’s friends tried to convince her Snape was a walking red flag like a hundred times, the dude was practicing dark magic with his buddies and studying up to join Wizard H*tler when they grew up. Lily tried to defend him from bullying and he called her a slur in front of the whole school. He NEVER saw her as an equal, only an anomaly he desired because she was a muggleborn who happened to be charming and beautiful. He had those beliefs his whole life. This dude made up violent murder curses for fun. When Lily finally confronts him about this stuff she’s like “you wanna be a death eater, don’t you? You see, you won’t even deny it!” DO NOT VICTIMIZE SEVERUS SNAPE. Yes he grew up in an unstable household and that’s terrible, but Lily always showed him love, and she gave him the best example of being a good person. If he wanted to, he could’ve chosen to be kind. He did not.

When Snape finds out Voldemort is gonna target Harry, and that means Lily is in danger, he asks him to spare Lily in exchange for killing Harry. He has zero issue with him killing an innocent man and a baby, LILY’S BABY. To Snape, Lily losing her husband and child is fine, as long as he gets to have her. You’re gonna put that guy on your poster for redemption arcs? No!!!!!!!

This is a guy that was an actual wizard n*zi and only “switched sides” because his crush was being targeted. His beliefs never changed. Then, when Dumbledore tells him they have to keep Harry safe, (saying they should do it “for Lily” because apparently just doing the right thing of his own volition is incomprehensible to Snape) he decided that he was going to take this traumatized eleven-year-old boy who has lost both his parents and make his life hell. Constantly. Snape humiliated Harry and bullied him and belittled him and punished him every chance he got. He made fun of Harry’s dead father and told this grieving child his dad sucked and deserved to have died. Why did he feel the need to do this? Because Harry looks like the guy he hated in high school?

If Lily knew how Snape treated her son she would’ve beat the shit outta him. Do not fucking play. Lily would have ENDED that greasy whiny mf. Harry may have been able to gloss over six plus years of abuse from this asshole because he is a kind and forgiving person, but I won’t.

You will never make me love Severus Snape.

[11queensupreme11]

ASJDJDHDDHD I TOTALLY FUCKING FORGOT APOLLOOO I'm sorry king 💔 I didn't mean to throw shade but the shade kinda eclipsed ur whole existence I did not remember you existed 😔💔 the favouritism is so real with me. At least Percy loves you 💞 Not me tho I would drawn the line at the nymph harem and your habit of putting humans through horrors via doomed dick. Ty for having him Percy, now nobody else has to. Our Queen making sacrifices for us every day..

ALSO YES!! THE BEELCY KIDS ASK WAS ALSO ME!!! I forgor my new designation bc I was so sleep deprived 😭😭 but I'm so glad you recognised me!!

(ALSO added comedy for the dimension hopping demon spawn, but I feel like even if she wouldn't let it slip intentionally bc she doesn't want to minimise their inter-dimensionnal war crimes and shit, depending on the timing some of the kids would be having what amounts to a toddlers temper tantrum to her because of how fast the gods age. So she just distracted lying drops the bomb that "anyway I'm really sorry but he's only five so I'm hoping he'll maybe grow out of it with lots of special attention and guidance" and the universe inhabitants are just like??? THAT EVIL MF IS FIVE?? MY UNIVERSE IS HANGING ONTO A THREAD BC A TECHNICAL TODDLER BE BEEFING WITH US??? That or they're looking at her like she's crazy like 'lady.. this mf is NOT five do you see the DEVIOUS way he's looking at me when you turn your back...'

Also all I can say is RIP if any of them end up on Penacony. One of the kids would end up either murdering or making a pet out of that Death entity or whatever that shish kebab'd Firefly and Sunday would be having an aneurism because they're shattering his influence and ruining all his plans. Unless he gets lucky and its Cu's daughters (or maybe the Apollo kids depending on how well-behaved and non myrdery they are) that end up there, they'd probably be the most well-behaved and have a blast!!! Until their daddy shows up and then the planet is under threat for sure, they better hope he's too focused on his daughters to think about the implications of a planet that encourages them to experience all their dreams 😭 especially if his brain cells start putting in work and he figures. Dreams coming true. Hmm I wonder if my hopeless romantic daughters might've been imagining 👹 B O Y S 👹

Circumstances would go so differently depending on which kids end up where... God forbid this is all happening synonymously.. One of the Beelcy kids is going around swallowing plants because they were hungry and they looked like good snacks or smthn (and Beel is too distracted flexing on Ruan Mei or smthn like pshh you call THAT a SWARM? Watch this im gonna end your whole career and many species) and Cu's daughters are innocently frolicking somewhere and too innocent to consider that they're putting whatever planet they're on in danger just by being there even if they're being the goodest of girls 😔 bc daddy's a 👹 menace 👹 (If they do end up on Pencacony they'd probably be besties with Robin if she's still around there and not on tour or smthn. Sunday better keep his distance tho lest they get.. too attached... and start thinking 'wow!! A bestie AND a perfect Disney prince for a boyfriend HUSBAND!! This is great 🥰' Daddy would NOT approve)

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(from 💫 anon)

that entire first paragraph 😭😭😭 "Ty for having him Percy, now nobody else has to" DAMN YOU'RE KILLING HIM WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU LMAO 😭😭😭 our poor boy (i'm just kidding, flame him harder 👹)

also you're right percy WOULD just casually drop the bomb that the being(s) destroying their universe is just a wittle baby five year old

percy: pls help me find my babies 🥺

and then the babies in question are these psychos:

💀💀💀 she'd be 1000% serious too, cuz those literally ARE just babies to her ahshadfv hdvb 😭

AND CÚ CHULAINN'S DAUGHTERS IN PENACONY ASHFGHWGV

percy probably finds them all there first and they excitedly tell her all about the super cool dreamscape and she's like "oh what the heck, sure. i'll try it out, i can use a vacation!" so she joins them into the dreamscape while her husband's out losing his shit looking for them 😭😭😭😭

anyway, you know how you gotta fall asleep in the dream pool thingy to enter the dreamscape properly?????

imagine poor cú chulainn getting into the reverie hotel and finding his daughters and wife all knocked out in different rooms inside this weird pool thingy not waking up and he just fucking LOSES IT. HIS BABIES ARE UNCONSCIOUS HIS WIFE IS UNCONSCIOUS WTF IS HAPPENING. WHO DID THIS TO HIS FAMILY. CEARBHALL'S ASS IS GROUNDED

when in actuality, they're all having the time of their lives in the golden hour ashfahfv 😭😭😭😭😭

and then he eventually learns about what's going on and then loses it again BECAUSE WHAT IF THEY'RE TALKING TO 👹BOYS👹?! WHAT IF OTHER 👹MEN👹 ARE DROOLING OVER HIS WIFE???? WHERE'S THAT IDIOT SON OF HIS, HE SHOULD'VE STOPPED THIS 👹👹👹👹👹👹👹

also, i love the differences between the percy babies 😭😭😭😭

the sécy daughters in the hsr verse (except maybe luisne tbh 💀):

meanwhile some of the other percy babies 💀:

[entangled-and-exhausted]

Hello Tumblr.

I am a 31-year-old research scientist, a transgender man, and I am diagnosed with ADHD, PTSD, and DID. I want to take you on a journey to understand how the rise of self-diagnosis and the rise of self-identified "plurality" have harmed and further stigmatized the lives of those of us who genuinely struggle with these conditions.

I was diagnosed with ADHD and PTSD at the age of 10, and later with DID at 23. In 2016, during a severe flashback episode that resulted in police intervention, I was placed under a 72-hour psychiatric hold, which ultimately extended to three weeks. Following my hospitalization, I was referred for a formal assessment of DID, which led to my diagnosis. From there, I began intensive therapy with a psychologist specializing in trauma and dissociation.

For several years, I attended therapy twice a week, gradually working toward integration. By the time COVID had hit, I had successfully integrated most of my dissociated parts, with only four or five left. In 2021, my psychologist relocated to another state but referred me to a trusted colleague.

Unfortunately, 2021 was also the peak of imitative DID trends, and despite my established diagnosis, my years of therapy, and the new psychologist having full access to my records, I was reassessed for both DID and ADHD.

When I asked why retesting was needed, I was told that it was a legal precaution due to the increasing number of new patients claiming to have DID, OSDD, ADHD, or a combination. This was highly unnecessary and cost me $1500. Thankfully, most clinics in my city offer sliding scales and payment plans for low-income patients.

In 2022, I was hospitalized again. The place was flooded with young, white, afab, self-identified "systems" who were either imitating DID or insisting that their experiences of "plurality" was an identity. For the record: People with legitimate DID do not refer to themselves as "systems," nor is that terminology a part of actual DID treatment.

During my time inpatient, I shared my progress with integration and discussed the work I still had left to do. One of these self-identified "systems" accused me of being an "ableist murderer."

Another time, someone with actual DID shared about having been trafficked as a child by her parents. A self-proclaimed "RAMCOA system" was excited and claimed that they, too, had been trafficked because their parents sent them to a cult mental health facility in Utah. This was absolutely infuriating, and not just because this claim is inflated at best, but because I was also placed in an unregulated mental health facility. And yes, even though that experience may be potentially traumatic, it is not equivalent to human trafficking at all.

She calmly explained that she was unfamiliar with the term "RAMCOA" (which is primarily used among special interest groups and not really in clinical practice). She also made clear that while this "systems" experience may have been traumatic, equating it to trafficking was not only inaccurate but deeply disrespectful to someone like her.

The self-identified "system" accused the person with real DID of "gatekeeping trauma" and claimed that their DID had developed from their experiences at age 14 (which is impossible because DID only develops from early and severe childhood trauma).

The person with actual DID called them out for misrepresenting trauma for attention and rightfully accused them of faking their condition.

Some other similar incidents:

• An "endogenic system" fake claimed those with actual DID, insisting that plurality is something you are born with and not a dissociative coping mechanism.

• A self-proclaimed "multi-origin system" asked me, a trans man, for advice on how to lie about gender dysphoria to trick their doctors into prescribing HRT for one of their "alters." When I refused, I was labeled a "transphobic ableist contributing to systemic oppression"... even though I'm part of said marginalized group.

• Someone went inpatient voluntarily because their therapist refused to diagnose them with DID or explore their "system."

• Someone accused me of transphobia for refusing to use their ADHD/ADHDer pronouns, despite the fact that they had self-diagnosed both ADHD and DID.

Every interaction with these self-proclaimed "systems" ended with accusations of oppression. Anyone with critical thinking skills can see how absurd this is.

But the impact of this trend didn't just stop here. When my endocrinologist was unavailable, I had to see a different doctor for my routine HRT follow-up. For the first time since childhood, my identity as a transgender man was questioned, all because my DID diagnosis was on my medical chart. The doctor said that they had recently seen an influx of young college students claiming DID but had only been experiencing minor dysphoria for a week before seeking out hormones.

But the worst of all came from my former best friend. She became fixated on ADHD and repeatedly tried to manipulate diagnostic tests, and even asked me how to answer questions to receive a formal diagnosis. When 7 different evaluations showed she did not have ADHD, she attempted to steal my Adderall. She still claimed ADHD, and began claiming everything was ableism. Once she grew tired of ADHD, she moved on to claiming various chronic illnesses like POTS, hEDS, and MCAS. She called herself a disability warrior and anyone, including medical professionals, that asked for proof were ableist.

After that phase ended, she declared herself nonbinary but admitted she neither experienced dysphoria nor wished to transition. Yet, she insisted she was part of the trans community and replaced all of her claims of ableism with transphobia. When identifying as non-binary no longer satisfied her, she began identifying as a trans woman despite being afab.

Her next phase was "identifying" as "plural" claiming she was "just like me." One of her "headmates" even messaged me to talk about our shared experiences with "systemhood." Now, everything that she proclaimed was ableism or transphobia suddenly became pluralphobia.

Each time she reinvented herself, she made it seem like everything unfair that we all experience in life was due to ableism. No! Wait! it was transphobia. No! Wait! it was actually pluralphobia! She uses marginalized identities like having a disability, being trans, or having DID as a social currency rather than the real experiences of systemic oppression that they are and that she does not experience.

This is why I say that "endogenic systems" and "plural communities" are oppressive. Because they are. They trivialize real disabilities and identities, turning them into fun and quirky trends rather than struggles with real-world consequences that are sometimes fatal.

All I see are privileged leftists treating marginalization as a subculture rather than a lived experience shaped by systemic oppression. What's ironic is that many of these people have become extremely ableist and transphobic in the name of "disability rights" and "trans rights."

As a trans man with disabilities, my life was far easier when I was invisible. Visibility could have been a powerful force for much needed social change if it hadn’t been co-opted and distorted by those who have no understanding of what it means to truly live with these conditions.

For those too young to remember, your actions are parallel to Rachel Dolezal, a white woman who falsely claimed to be Black for social and academic gain. The same dynamic is playing out here, and it places actual marginalized groups at risk.

In clinical circles, self-identified plurality is not recognized as a legitimate phenomenon. It is largely viewed as a mix of social contagion, identity confusion, peer pressure, and attention-seeking behaviors. It is a subculture. A phase. Nothing more. Nothing less. But it is one that actively harms those of us who struggle every day with the realities of DID. So please. Stop with the ableism. Self identifying as a novel group that "totally isn't an imitation of DID" and proclaims to be oppressed does not erase what privilege you carry. It just shows how misguided you are and what little care you have for people with disabilities.

This is ableism rebranded as a marginalized identity. This is akin to when Dolezal scapegoated the trans community by trying to claim she was trans racial (yes, I am aware this term has a separate meaning). She tried to rebrand her racism as a marginalized trans identity, just like plurals are trying to rebrand their ableism as a marginalized identity. It's harmful. It's wrong.

[freewilllife]

It's the man's child as well, he should have some say in it. Losing a child is an unimaginable pain. There are ways to help a woman through pregnancies. There's risk with everything.

Nope, because it is not his body, therefore not his decision. I would advise him to find a willing partner. There should be plenty outside.

Catholicism is not a cult. It's not accepted as a cult by many scholars and such. The only people I've heard call it a cult are those who hate it. Fear of God is not supposed to necessarily mean being terrified of God. I think it just means respect and knowing that God is powerful. But who knows?

I am not catholic, I merely went to a catholic school. But let´s open the cup of worms. This confession is built on many dead bodies and lots of opression. And with all the martyrs/saints in there, can we be sure, it is a nice "religion"?

Actually I disagree. Unfortunately an aspect religious people/Christians got often told wrongly.

Respect is given absolutely voluntarily as a sign that you value something or somebody. You are aware of their worth to you and/or others. The positive attitude and acts towards it or her/him are a result of this process.

Fear is a reaction of your body, because a) a situation is foreign to you. b) You react to a dangerous situation or person. Your positive reaction to this it/her/him merely persists, because you are aware that the other party could hurt you. This is not real respect, merely fear that hides it ugly head behind a nicer appearance.

Believe it or not Christianity helped women a lot. Turns out the belief that “all humans are created in the image of God” makes people respect women a whole lot more.

I don´t believe it, because I know, it is absolutely untrue. Just genesis alone disproves your point of view.

"I will greatly multiply your pain in childbearing; in pain you shall bring forth children, yet your desire shall be for your husband and he shall rule over you" (Gen. 3:16)"

Further proof:

Here in the first letter of Paul to Timothy is Eve´s sin even refered as the reason, why men are right to oppress women.

Let the woman learn in silence with all subjection. But I suffer not a woman to teach or usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence. For Adam was first formed and then Eve, and Adam was not deceived, but the woman being deceived was in the transgression...( I Timothy 2:11 - 14)

For the man is not of the woman, but the woman of the man. Let the women keep silence in the churches, for it is not permitted unto them to speak; but they are commanded to be under obedience, so saith the law. And if they learn anything, let them ask their husbands at thome; for it is a shame for women to speak in the church (I Corinthians 11:3, 7,9)

Just the parts of the Bible I show you here, emphasize that women are nothing other than underlings to men and are at their service.

Surely it did help men, but women? Not at all.

By letting others play God and decide who is worthy of living and who isn't?

No, by allowing women to have agency over their bodies, freeing them from one more shackle that men love to place upon us.

Fortunately, we do not need god to end a pregnancy.

Everyone suffers (whether they are “wanted” or not), doesn't give anyone the right to murder for that reason. People can overcome their suffering though, it's possible. Can be hard, but it's possible.

I ask you this in all honesty: Are you alright? It is a normal reaction of a human being to avoid misery. A person running over an edge should be helped.

Without the woman, there is no baby, therefore yes, she has a right to end the pregnancy, if she wants to. The clump of cells never develops to a baby, because it needs the woman´s body in order to do so.

Religions always tended to forget the part with "no murder", when they could oppress other groups/foreign countries - unfortunately.

Everyone suffers (whether they are “wanted” or not), doesn't give anyone the right to murder for that reason. People can overcome their suffering though, it's possible. Can be hard, but it's possible.  

Are you alright? Really alright?

Yes, misery cannot be 100 % avoided and sometimes it is necessary to learn. But this is not a misery that can be "overcome" so simply or is even necessary.

Also you've been most kind. I appreciate the civil words.

I appreciate your civility as well. It is rare and the topic is so important to both of us, ...even though I doubt, that we will ever agree.

@aod1098

The pro-life movement does not just think of men as humans. We consider the fetus (little human) as a life and it is one worth protecting. Women are also considered in this equation. Despite popular belief, women do not benefit from abortion. Women's mental health are affected by killing their unborn children. Females who have had abortions are more likely to suffer from mental health issues (Medicaid study in California) and do not receive adequate care afterwards (Vincent Rue Study) and suffer deeply from their abortions. Everyone is a human in the pro-life movement. We don't hate males or females for whatever reason.

In all kindness, I do not suscribe to your belief system, therefore it is pretty irrelevant to me, if you believe this or not.

Men's half is a very important part after all we couldn't have the baby if not for their half. It takes two and both sides are equally important.

It is the women´s body who builts the baby, who has the greater costs in that process, who takes the greater risk, therefore the opinion of a man is pretty irrelevant regarding abortion.

Abortion is not a human right. Our rights extend until it affects the life of another. When a woman is pregnant, there is another life that is involved, the most innocent of them all. Abortion procedures are inhuman, it takes the life of the child and in brutal ways. No one should have the right to end the life of another.

Oh, but it should be. The right for all women to abort, if they want to or to keep it, only if they want to.

The child is a parasyte that merely lives dependant on her life and body. So it should be absolutely possible for the woman in question to end this situation, if she wishes it.

By the way, that means you are even against all abortion, where the life of the woman is at stake? Even when the child is already dead inside the poor women and it might cost her life?

You would honestly rather traumatize a woman to have "give birth" to a corpse?

And you would rather condemn a child to live in utter pain, if the defects are too gave?

That also means that are blind and deaf to the misery of the oh-so-importan-life, if the child suffers due to the circumstances it is birthed into? Sometimes it is the correct decision to abort, if you can literally cannot afford a child or if the child would face neglect or abuse. There are enough horrible parents on this earth.

You lack clear empathy for other women. You can decide for yourself to have as many children until your teeth fall out, but why would you deny another woman agency regarding her own body. Are you jealous, maybe? Nope just concerned for other women because I (and other pro lifers) are concerned for the ladies.

Ah, so you show your empathy by taking away their agency? That´s a far cry from empathy, if you ask me...

This is a gross sentiment (among other things you said) I see a lot from the other side. I don't see how spreading hate on the other sex helps your side one bit. Division causes nothing but more pain. Men and women are equally important and needed in daily life. They are usually the ones who do jobs none of the women like (oil riggers, firefighting, and more physical straining jobs) as well as the other half to creating life. If you want to make change you should try getting others on your side, not hating on half of the population, it just draws people away from your cause...Not that I want your abortion stance to draw more people. You can do whatever you want with your body. As long as you don't effect the life of another (life in the womb included) I don't care.

I honestly don´t know if I should cry or laugh about this.

I think, I prefer laughing.

I hope, you are as concerned with the misogynistic moids, who rape and dehumanize women, as with a woman like me, who just wishes to stay the fuck away from men.

I curious as to what cult you were raised in. Everyone's environment influences how they turn out later in life, in different ways for everyone. For religions people leave their religions they were raised in and others stay. It's different for everyone. Happens a lot. Around 93% of America was Christian in the 60s, not anymore (not even close). A lot of people left. Also the pro life movement is a lot more divisive then you think. There's Christians, Muslims, Atheists, Agnostics, and more. Men and women are in the movement as well. I agree there are some religions that don't treat women fairly at all. Not all of them though. Some religion may have mistreated women, but some religion has also helped women elevate their status and gain more rights. After all women are biologically weaker than men, men could easily overpower women if they wanted to. Religion has helped this from happening through morals.

I am not American and I hardly share sensitive information like this. According to my religion teacher in middle school, the belief I had was classsified as a cult. And I went to a catholic school...I got additional religious education by the church, we went to and by my father. As a child I was scared of god, greatly...All the sins I committed by being basically alive.

Show me a religion who does treat women well? Their common ground seems to be that they all oppress women, only the degree differs greatly.

I think I have an interesting book for you:

The better half - On the genetic superiority of women

by Sharon Moalem

And religion has been used for thousands of years to justify oppression and evil deeds...in the name of god. Murder seems to be absolutely

Also the pro life movement is a lot more divisive then you think. There's Christians, Muslims, Atheists, Agnostics, and more. Men and women are in the movement as well.

Spectacular, so many fractions that have something against women having agency and a choice in that matter. I am sorry, but this is disheartening for me.

Abortion is dangerous (whether it's legal or illegal) whether it be the procedures themselves or the mental or physical affects afterwards.

Self-inflicted abortion or by an untrained person is absolutely dangerous, by a trained person and legally, not more dangerous than other medical operations. The sooner the better even.

Some woman go to great length to get rid of the child. Allowing it makes the process safer...Often the woman has to wait too long to abort.

If the woman decides not to give the baby up for adoption, there is pregnancy centers that are designed to help these women (at least in America). If a country doesn't have this, they should.

She still has to go through an unwanted pregnancy that changes her body. Some women just don´t want to go through it.

And the child suffers due to the process. An adopted child often has issues with feelings of abandonment. It is not as clean and easy, as you make it sound.

Taking care of a baby is also not the end of the world and can be quite joyful.

Who are you, that you can decide for every woman?

Some women aren´t born to be mothers and I absolutely wish for them to stay childless, if they want to.

Additionally there are enough already abused and neglected children on this world.

Not a form of self defense. Having the baby doesn't mean demise for the women. It is questioned whether we ever need abortions since technology has advanced so far that we could just have the woman give birth early and take care of the early birthed baby for any health complicated pregnancies. The baby poses no threat so it can't be a form of self defense.

Again, you cannot say this, without actually knowing the situation of the individual woman. In some cases, it is very well an absolute catastrophe.

The fetus cannot be considered a parasite either sense the women and the child are from the same species.

It very well is, if you like it or not. The child does not give the mother anything useful during pregnancy, but takes from her body important resources.

There is a reason, why pregnancy is not possible, if the women is too thin and lacks nutrients.

I sorry to hear about all those experiences of those people you know and for the ones that occurred in your own. Also can take years for the affects of abortion to actually take affect, but they do come. Life can be very cruel. Any hardship the child might have in their life does not diminish the importance of their life. I do think that everyone should work to make a better system for children who may have been unwanted by their mothers for whatever reason. We shouldn't be killing humans with unfortunate lives though. I do wish you would value yourself more. You're more important than you give yourself credit for. It's just sad.

Thank you, that is nice of you, nevertheless.

A woman having or not having an abortion results both times in some kind of negative feelings.

I´d rather wish only for women, who like to be mothers, to become a parent.

The problem with your stance...it takes agency away from the individual woman due to your own flawed belief system. Just that you understand me right: My own belief system is also flawed, because it is subjective. My moral compass are not rules forced upon others.

However I´d rather not play god, but let the people in question have a choice.

This seems to be a better approach than forcing people, that more often than not leads to tragedy.

You cannot change the fact, that the mothers didn´t want the child...you cannot brainwash people to that degree. The child still knows and still suffers. Even within the most stable families.

We all wish to know, where we come from. Preventing this, takes even agency away from the child.

I would call having extreme defecies and great pain not "unfortunate lives"...that would be too superficial.

[nevarran-hahren]

Hedy Mae Hawke & Anders, sometime in Act 3

not so crazy about the coloring to be totally honest but I’m really proud of how the line art turned out.

[obaewankenope]

Every day of the week I've gone the yard to do stable jobs (rip me and my body lol) annnd every horse in the corridor just fuckin LOVES me. I can't walk more than a few steps without getting affectionately nudged, head bumped, nibbled, or having a heavy ass horse head just thump onto my shoulder so I can give em scritchies and kissies at the same time lmao

One of them gets jelly af of two others, one is super polite and gets bullied away by another bc he always tries to use the other neighs stable door for quicker attention from me, another LIVES to try and eat my hair (William NO) and another is scared of bags but loves me enough to be a Brave Brave Boy and let me give him pets and show him the bag isn't scary see! No no, sweetie, it's not gonna hurt you! Oh no, you can't eat it tho, it's bad for you, here, have some scritchies and nibble my fingers instead because you're so polite and just wanna be babied!

Just- horses, y'all

Horses

[nomattertheoceans]

I've been reading the Percy Jackson books for the first time over the past two weeks! Just finished "The Battle of the Labyrinth" last night (which btw is my favorite of the series so far!!)

I have now gained a new obsession but it might not be what you think

[thegreatyin]

would greylu like terry, louise and the scientist's ice clone daughter

probably yes to all three. i could see him squinting at louise for like a minute straight before nodding approvingly and giving her the most polite and most friendly and also most terrifying shovel talk of her entire life. terry and the yearner on the other hand would probably get a lot more scrutiny, but like. there's a non-zero chance "scrutiny" just equates to "dragging both of them off to therapy against their wills". and also buying the yearner a lollipop along the way

[hauntingblue]

Jayce telling vi she won't make it on her own.... okay mr. projector...

[brionysea]

turns out trying to stick to the season 4 timeline with the sole difference of mike being in hawkins doesn't work because mike notices things MUCH quicker than the rest of these people