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hey guys guess who got hacked and framed for a bunch of shit? yeah thats right its yaboy formerly Salem, now known as Charles.. Straight outta Florida! haha i hate my life fuck. Straight/28/M/He pronouns.
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Tfw you love Panic! At the Disco but you hate Brendon Urie because a Brendon Urie lookalike stole and smoked your cigarettes while pretending to be you and broke into your house. Watch out Brendon Urie. The world's a tiny place there's nowhere you can hide. And you WILL pay for smoking my cigarettes and breaking into my house. I'll make YOU panic at the disco, fucker🔪 I'm coming to avenge my cigarettes. And my clan. Listen here Mr. Urie. There's a good reason these tables are numbered, you just haven't figured it out yet. Do you think you're worse than nicotine, fucker? Well maybe you shouldn't have stolen MY nicotine. Cause I'm the new cancer, not you and I won't forgive you for stealing my cancer sticks!
#shitpost#yes this actually happened#my life makes no sense#brendan urie#panic! at the disco#panic at the brendon#panic at the disco#ptad#i write sins not tragedies#brendon urie
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Yo waddup I'm the feet pic dealer
Rollin' in on my big four wheeler
See your girl yeah I'm gonna steal her
Yo waddup I'm the feet pic dealer
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Gettin' cheesy on my yeezy
All my homes gettin' sleazy
They just wanna play parcheesi
They attitudes make me so queasy
Say that life so fuckin' easy
But it ain't so easy-peasy
All I want is mac'n'cheesy
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Lil Sad Boy Hours
Hey waddup bitches
My name's Charles Eyler
I try to be proper
But I swear like a Sailor
Dark academia
Feelin like a failure
This jacket don't fit
Yeah bitch I need a tailor
My momma don't like me
My dad's full of piss
No matter what I do
They only like my big sis
My sis fuckin scary
My sis got class
She ain't a goddamn thing
Like my scrawny bitchass
Red hair flowing
She shows up in my room
Angry eyes glowin'
I'm in for certain doom
Paranoia spiraling
Fuck my head's spinnin' again
She don't wanna be my friend
Be my friend (please)
My daddy impersonated me
Makes me look like a bitch
Then Anri up and dated me
That girl think she a witch
She just don't understand
Vincent is my best bro
Wtf I didn't kiss him
It ain't gay I said no homo
All my friends are dead now
Think I'll write a fanfic
To get away from my dad
Cause he is such a fuckin prick
My life sucks
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Transition Timeline
Stage 1: Ages 1-5 (I think). I was a pretty masculine child. I even tried to pee standing up several times, played with mostly boys, and even referred to myself in masculine ways around my peers (he pronouns, "king of the world" because apparently my six year oldself is an oujidere). I mimicked my uncle when I saw him shaving his face, thinking that I'd probably be doing the same thing someday. Didn't like my birth name so I made people call me by my first initial. Insisted on playing "dad" while playing house though other kids usually had me in the role of "mom" or "the pet dog". Got fussy when the boys wanted me to be Lois Lane instead of Superman. Was overly competitive with the boys in gym. Like stupidly competitive to the point of making everything an obnoxious pissing contest. Didn't have any control over what I was allowed to wear but opted for jeans or overalls whenever I was allowed. My mom insisted on putting cutesy touches on my outfits anyway, like hair bows. I hated it.
Stage 2: Ages 6-13. I'm nearing puberty and my mom is pushing me to be super girly. I have no choice but to give in. My peers pressure me to be more girly too. I'm still halfway convinced that I'll have a huge growth spurt, grow a penis and eventually facial hair once I hit puberty. My mom is pushing a very cutesy image on me and insists on putting my hair into very cutesy styles. Even when I was 13 I was pushed into wearing pigtails and frilly pink dresses that you would give a kindergarten girl. I'm not allowed to hang out with boys anymore because my mom thinks that if I'm around girls only I'll be more girly and "embrace being a girl". I still hate my birth name and I keep trying to make up nicknames for myself. None stick, of course.
Stage 3: Ages 14-16. I was put on abilify and gained a ton of weight to my mom's delight. Because it was *grumbles and kicks a trash can* in all the right places! My hips and butt are huge. I went from being totally flat to having D cups pretty much overnight and no matter how high my neckline is I always end up showing cleavage because they're that fucking huge on my tiny frame. Everyone is marveling at "how I've finally filled out". I'm referred to as "voluptuous" and a "big beautiful woman". I want to die. This is the first time my dysphoria has been that severe. I hate my new rack so much that I wear a tightly fitting bra TO BED. I have to use one with underwire because sports bras can't keep them in place and my mom doesn't want me wearing them anyway. Everyone has something to say about my new assets and I want to kms. The only upside is that I can no longer fit into the girly ass clothes my mom made me wear so I opt for extremely baggy pants/shirts and even bigger jackets/hoodies that I refuse to take off. I made my friends call me Eric or Aaron. I chopped my hair short but the stylist gave me a really unflattering bowl cut. I had a mental breakdown and tried to dye it blond to make it look better but it turned out clown orange and crispy. I look dumpy and I hate my appearance. The only good thing going on here is that most of my classmates and even some of my teachers suspect I'm a guy. I get bullied horribly for it, the girls called me an "ugly h*rmaphrodite and tried to cop a feel to see what was in my pants, I was accused of being a cross dresser, got called a f*ggot/d*ke on a daily basis because people read me as either a very masculine girl or a slightly feminine boyn, and I got chased out of the girl's bathroom. In spite of everything, I was incredibly flattered and euphoric when my gym teacher referred to me as "son".
Stage 1: Ages 17-19. I've lost the weight from abilify and am skinny as a rail. I had always been very masculine as a child, even going so far as to use he pronouns for myself but was ridiculed for it. Then puberty hit me like a bus and whether I liked it or not I looked pretty girly now. Everyone treated me more nicely now so I acted and made myself look hyperfeminine as a result because I was sick of being bullied. I hated the mask I had to wear to be treated nicely though. I also hated my clothes - my mother always picked everything out for me and I had little to no input when clothes shopping.
Stage 2: 19-21ish. Something is definitely wrong but I have no idea what it is. I have vaguely heard of being trans but I thought you could only transition from male to female, not the other way around. Though being feminine got people to treat me better people are pushing and pushing me to be more girly and it's starting to piss me off. I still don't have much input when it comes to my wardrobe but I find that darker colors look better on me and make my chest look smaller. I also got tired of spending a fortune on hair products and chopped off most of my hair.
Stage 3: 22-25. I'm away at college and get a little more leeway in being myself because my mom's not around all the time. I know about being trans and gender dysphoria. I know I'm a dude but I feel like I am insufficiently masculine and I'm afraid of coming out. I cut my hair even shorter but still in a vaguely feminine fashion. I sneak a few vaguely gender neutral items of clothing into my wardrobe praying my mom never finds out. I begin binding with compression bras. And I use a gender neutral name on campus.
Stage 4: 25-26. I'm tentatively out to two people IRL and online. No one takes me seriously so I'm really unsure of myself. Idk what to do clothing wise - can't afford a new wardrobe and I still live in the same zip code as my mom so she'd surely find out. I cut my hair in an explicitly masculine style because I finally have the face for it. Still using a gender neutral name though because I'm short and my wardrobe has mostly girl's clothes because it's hard for me to find anything from the guys section in my size.
Stage 5: 27-now. I have moved to a different state. I'm free to dress how I want. I dyed my my brown hair black, bought a whole new wardrobe (all from the boy's section!) with some help from a certain special someone, and will hopefully be able to get a quality STP packer and trans tape with my next paycheck. I am fully out, use an explicitly male name and he pronouns and have the guts to correct people if they get it wrong. I start T in a few short weeks.
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Concept/Headcanon/AU
You know how Sakura from Naruto has Inner Sakura? Well, what if Inner Sakura was more than a manifestation of Sakura's unexpressed thoughts and emotions? What if the Haruno's were a lesser known shinobi clan with a kekkei genkai of their own that is a very subtle ability?
Consider this. What if Haruno's naturally have a tendency towards excellent chakra control? But what if in order to master this they also have to have excellent restraint over themselves? Sometimes to the point of repressing many of their emotions or even certain aspects of their personality that they keep hidden from others? Or just aren't as visible on surface level? We all have our "shadow selves" after all.
And let's say that all those repressed urges take on a life of their own, either usually around puberty or in response to a stressful or emotional event? And it's in the form of a sentient tulpa who exists to protect and assist the shinobi in battle? The tulpa is not a separate personality. It is for all intents and purposes "them"...just a side of the shinobi in question we don't get to see very often.
Here's an example. Let's say you have a young genin boy from the Haruno clan. Let's call him Tsutsuji Haruno. Let's give him very strict parents who always push him to strive towards academic perfection. Outwardly he may seem very mature for his age, reserved, quiet, rule abiding, and studious. But on the inside all he wants is to just be allowed to be a kid.
And let's say his tulpa awakens around the age of thirteen and it contains all the repressed aspects of his psyche as well as his unexpressed emotions...exaggerated a hundred fold. His "inner self" or tulpa would be very childish, rebellious, likes to run his mouth, expressive and a bit of a troublemaker.
Now let's take a look at Part 1 Sakura. She's shy (at least outwardly), self conscious, afraid to speak her mind, lacks confidence, and tries to act all cute to get people to like her. Inner Sakura is loud, confident, more assertive, quick to anger, and confrontational.
What if the inner selves acted as a protective mechanism of sorts towards their shinobi and have strength that is at least twice what the shinobi normally possesses? And what if the more repressed that person is, the more freakishly powerful their inner self becomes?
Sometimes the inner selves look slightly different than the actual shinobi to fit their personality. For instance, what if Inner Sakura has messier hair to showcase her fiery disposition?
However, sometimes one head us better than two. Sometimes the tulpa will become too powerful and try to either overtake or outright attack their "host" or perhaps go out of control and end up sabotaging their life in other ways. In this case the shinobi is faced with the option of being overtaken or possibly killed/maimed/sabotaged by their inner self...or merging with it.
Merging can help the shinobi in question grow both in strength and skill but also as a person. They become more well rounded and balanced as a result. For instance...say Sakura merged with Inner Sakura. You would end up with a more assertive, hot-headed girl like you see in the first season of Naruto shippuden.
Alternatively, say that bookish goody-goody OC I made up on the spot earlier merges with his if shit gets real. Tsutsuji ends up as knowing that there is a time for work...but also a time for play. He might become more outgoing, carefree, humorous and actually develop a bit of a backbone. A proper amount of assertiveness without being too mouthy.
And what if these tulpa creatures are why all the Harunos give their kids flower or plant-oriented names? Because the hypothetical merge represents an individual "coming into oneself". Or, if you want to get more metaphorical...blooming.
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Tag game time do the picrew linked below and make yourself irl and what you wish you looked like then tag idk a minimum of two people
@stressed-and-sleep-deprived @chaotic-bean-of-smolness @neo-neo-neo @pointlesscurses
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A cat: *is just minding their own business and being a cute little cat*
Me, a cat-loving fuck:
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How many idiots can there be?
Some say that it's 1 out of 3
if you don't know then take it from me
You're the dee dee dee!
(spoken) You! You! (Dee dee dee!) You! Dee dee dee!
And if you are a Dee, please don't marry a Dee
cause then your kids will be
(What? What?) dee dee dee
(spoken) Dee dee dee!
@ego-death-caught-on-camera
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Fact:
If Bennett from Hello Charlotte was a cat he'd be one of those spazzy hyperactive orange cats with maybe 2 brain cells to rub together. A whole ass orange idiot.
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