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novorehere · 7 months

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Famished First-Time

Hello friends! This is an especially special post that I am very excited about, because the story you’re about to read was not written by myself. A friend who would like to remain anonymous submitted this amazing story to me and wanted me to post it to my blog for you all to enjoy. While they don’t have their own vore blog, I hope you can all enjoy and give them some praise and feedback! Words cannot describe how much I ADORE it, and I think you all will too no matter if you’re familiar with Obey Me or not <3

Enjoy!

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“Thank you!” Yuki, the lovely young cashier, smiled sweetly as Rayfa plunked down the appropriate amount of Grimm—plus a generous tip—onto the counter. “Come again!”

“You know I will!” Rayfa laughed, and the demon chick behind the counter laughed too. They had become fast friends—what with Rayfa being a proud regular and all—and Yuki knew she’d be back again within the week.

It always started with an unrelated shopping trip. An excursion to buy some nail polish and ribbons for her next sleepover with Asmo. Or perhaps an errand to pick up the newest video game Levi had pre-ordered, for he was too anxious to go out himself. Regardless of where her ventures began, they always ended back at the bakery—where she could purchase a little something for Beel. It hardly cost her anything (mostly because Yuki gave her legendary discounts) and Beel always got so adorably excited when she came home with dessert, so of course Rayfa had made it into a habit. It was such an easy way to put a smile on his face! How could she not?

“I’m already looking forward to it!” Yuki beamed. “See you next week, hun!”

“See you then!”

Rayfa carefully lifted the hefty white cake box into her hands, then began her leisurely walk back to the House of Lamentation, the soft chimes of the bakery’s doorbell twinkling faintly behind her. It was a lovely night outside, pleasantly warm but with the welcome caveat of a gentle breeze. It was the kind of evening that Rayfa liked to spend admiring the beauty of the Devildom, but something about this particular night was making her uneasy. She felt like she was being watched—nay, hunted. Instinctively, she quickened her pace, trying not to think about it. It was surely just her imagination.

Rayfa was maybe two blocks away from salvation—the HoL—when disaster finally struck. Out of nowhere, Rayfa felt burly/muscular arms wrap uncomfortably tightly around her waist. She readied herself to scream, but a freakishly large hand—with claws—clamped down over her mouth. She fought and kicked as violently as she could, but humans were no match for demons, and her attackers callously dragged her into the nearest alleyway.

Once they were far enough back not to be spotted from the sidewalk, Demon #1 forced her up against the wall and spat out an impatient order.

“I’m going to remove my hand now. Scream, and we’ll make things far messier than they need to be. You understand?”

Rayfa, shaking with fear, nodded frantically. Devildom nights were darker than black, and the streets had been relatively barren earlier, anyway. Rayfa doubted that anyone would come running even if she did scream. The clawed hand was removed, and Rayfa gasped for breath. It wasn’t that she couldn’t breathe before; She was just relieved to get that grimy hand away from her face.

“It’s not every day you see a human ’round these parts…” Demon #1 chuckled darkly.

Rayfa spied two more demons over his shoulder. So there were three of these fuckers, then.

Demon #1 stepped forward to grab her chin—to force her to look at him—which Rayfa desperately wanted to resist. Her self-preservation instincts told her to keep quiet though, and frustratedly, she obeyed.

…Until the dirtbag harassing her stepped purposefully on top of the cake box that had fallen from her grasp during the scuffle.

“That was for my friend…!” Rayfa growled angrily, surprising even herself with how upset she had gotten on Beel’s behalf—especially when her own current predicament was so much worse.

“Yeah, well-” Demon #1 scoffed and cruelly kicked the cake box aside. He stepped closer—again—and made a very deliberate show of licking his lips. “Your friend’s not the only one who needs to eat.”

Rayfa went pale. This guy was actually Oberon levels of creepy. (Levi would have been so proud of Rayfa for that SAO reference.)

“Wait! You-! You can’t eat me!” Rayfa squeaked. “I’m, like, the face of the exchange program! You could ruin relations between the three realms forever!”

“Tch. Like we care about that!” Demon #2 mocked boisterously. “We never wanted to make friends with those stuck-up celestials in the first place!”

“And humans, of course, are just snacks!” Demon #1 tacked on gleefully. “Who gives a fuck if Diavolo’s little exchange program falls through?”

Rayfa gritted her teeth. She wanted to argue more, but they had clearly already made up their minds. She was so royally screwed.

Demon #3, who had been relatively silent throughout the whole exchange, suddenly stepped closer. He was easily the largest of the three degenerate demons; Rayfa had to tilt her head almost all the way back just to meet his eyes. Intimidating. Demon #3 stared her down with the ferocity of a lion. Then he began to speak—quietly yet gruffly—the words foreign and unrecognizable. Suddenly, realization dawned on her. He was reciting a hex.

But by the time Rayfa realized, it was already too late. Her body shrank rapidly and she dizzily watched the world around her grow larger and larger and larger—until finally, she was left untouched at 2-3 inches tall. Things were not looking good for her. But! At such a small size, they couldn’t possibly clamp a hand down over her mouth again! Right?

Desperately, Rayfa began to recite the one phrase she prayed could get her out of this mess:

“Hear me, denizens of the darkness, you who are born of shadow and you who give birth to it! Hear me and do as I command!”

“Stop her!” Demon #1 roared furiously, and Demon #3 (the nearest) made a desperate grab for her. Rayfa just barely managed to scramble out of the way before he could get his grubby hands on her, silently cursing the fact that the summoning incantation was so ungodly long. Nevertheless, she was determined to see it through.

“I, Rayfa, call upon you to send forth one of your number! I summon the Avatar of- HnghGruh!”

Though he had failed to grab her, Demon #3 was still determined to shut her up. He backhanded her—hard—which was enough to garble her words and send her flying backwards across the pavement. Rayfa winced at the scrapes she received. They were gonna hurt like a bitch tomorrow, assuming she lived to see it.

Interrupted as she may have been, though, the spell—blessedly—had still gone through. There was a blinding flash of golden light, and then there, standing before her, was none other than…

Mammon, the Avatar of Greed.

Huh.

Rayfa had (admittedly) been hoping for Lucifer, but whatever panicked sound she’d made upon being swatted away had apparently sounded more like the word greed than the word pride. Honestly though, Rayfa was just relieved to see a familiar face.

…As endearingly incompetent as that familiar face could sometimes be.

Mammon stumbled around dazedly for a moment, and Rayfa felt guilty knowing that her poor casting of the spell was likely to blame. Quickly, she shook her head to clear her mind. Guilt could come later; Right now was her chance to escape!

Even though Mammon had not immediately chased off the three depraved demons, his unexpected appearance alone was more than enough of a distraction for Rayfa to work with. At the very least, she no longer felt quite as cornered as before. Demon #1, Demon #2, and Demon #3 were focused entirely on Mammon now, and that gave her the perfect opportunity to disappear. A full-sized demon was a much greater threat than a tiny human girl, after all! Rayfa instantly began scheming. Maybe she could subtly sneak away now, text Lucifer or Satan to come pick her up, and apologize to Mammon for using him as an escape later. He would fake like he was annoyed by it, she was sure, but there was no way these demons would actually be able to hurt him—not like they would hurt her—and Mammon would recognize that too. He’d just be relieved that he’d protected her, even if unknowingly at first.

Rayfa was just about to make her move, ready to dart out of the shady alleyway, but right before she took the first step, dark blue eyes swirled with gold locked onto her.

“Rayfa?!” Mammon spluttered out with confusion, as the last of the vertigo from her botched summoning spell finally wore off.

It took a good few seconds for Mammon to realize exactly what was happening, but eventually things did click for him, and the Avatar of Greed whirled on the lesser demons indignantly. Unfortunately for him, Demon #1 and his lackeys had finally recovered from the shock of their surprise visitor and were eager to make him pay.

“Oh shit!” Mammon swore, lightning-fast reflexes kicking into gear as he ducked to avoid a punch.

Demon #2 quickly lunged after him, but Mammon—surprisingly tactfully—sidestepped that, too. Levi really hadn’t been kidding when he’d said that Mammon was “Fast as fuck, boi!” Seriously! He moved so quickly that Rayfa could scarcely make out a blur! Mammon deftly avoided several more attacks, then glanced around with wild eyes, searching for an out. When he found one—as he always did—his body moved before his brain could catch up. Rayfa supposed she shouldn’t hold his recklessness against him though. It was what she was currently banking on to save her life.

When Mammon finally threw a punch of his own, the attack was surprisingly calculated. His fist connected squarely with the jaw of the head honcho—Demon #1—and Mammon capitalized on that fact. All he had needed was an opening, which he’d succeeded in creating for himself when Demon #1 had stumbled backwards from the force of the blow. He quickly darted past the now capsized enemy, taking advantage of the clever little “escape route” that was open. And then…

Mammon just fucking ran for it, gravel flying as he skidded past the remaining two lackeys and began sprinting directly towards poor terrified Rayfa. He didn’t slow down as he neared her. In fact, Rayfa swore he sped up! She squeezed her eyes shut as Mammon barreled forward at breakneck speeds, leaning down at just the right moment to scoop her up as he careened away from the alley. Rayfa let out a squeak of alarm as she felt Mammon’s fingers curl around her, but she relaxed somewhat when she realized that he had actually taken great care to hold her securely (but not so tightly that she’d be uncomfortably squeezed).

And then, just like that, they were gone.

Rayfa hadn’t expected anything less from him. If there was one thing Mammon was great at, it was running away. (Usually from debt collectors or angry brothers, but the logic applied here too.)

“Oh shit! Oh fuck!” Mammon panicked, footsteps pounding heavily on the sidewalk. “I really don’t wanna die!”

Despite herself, Rayfa felt a smile playing on her lips. Even when Mammon actually managed to pull off something pretty damn cool, he was still an endearingly panicky mess. But Rayfa wouldn’t have him any other way.

A few tense minutes of running later, Mammon veered off into another alleyway further down the street, panting heavily. Quick as he was, he obviously didn’t have the stamina to go on running forever. He needed a breather, but Rayfa didn’t think they could afford to take one.

The demon muttered something frustratedly under his breath. Rayfa couldn’t quite catch the words, but she could only imagine he was cursing out their pursuers. Which was totally understandable—they very much deserved it—but what Rayfa couldn’t understand was why he had stopped to do so. Tired or not, they had to get home!

“Mammon?” Rayfa questioned nervously, gently prying his fingers apart to sneak a worried peek up at the demon. He held her level with his heart, hands cupped carefully around her, blue-gold eyes gazing down upon her worriedly. Had they not been dangerously preoccupied, Rayfa would’ve melted at how concerned he looked over her.

“I’m not gonna let ‘em have ya,” Mammon growled protectively. “You’re my human, ya hear?”

Mammon had always been relatively exceedingly protective of her, but Rayfa had never really minded. She thought the whole “keep you all to myself” thing was sweet, even, albeit in a very Mammon sort of way. But something about the way he was staring at her now…

For the first time since they’d met, Rayfa felt inherently nervous under the Avatar of Greed’s gaze.

“Uhhh, are you-” Rayfa started to say, but the demon’s hands suddenly lurched beneath her, causing her to yelp with surprise rather than finish her thought. “Aaa!”

Mammon determinedly brought her to eye-level, an uncharacteristically serious expression etched across handsome features.

“What are you doing?!” Rayfa nervously demanded, the demon’s sudden solemnity eating away at her. Mammon was never sober like this. To make matters worse, Rayfa could hear the angry shouts of the demons they’d run away from. Those fuckers were finally starting to catch up.

It seemed that Mammon had heard them too, their voices being what finally spurred him on to do the unthinkable.

“S-Sorry ‘bout this!”

Mammon rarely ever apologized, which only solidified Rayfa’s right to fear whatever was coming. She had a really really really bad feeling about this.

Mammon, looking just as nervous as Rayfa felt, awkwardly guided the brave little human towards his lips. He gulped nervously, then opened wide with an automatic “ahhh”, and realization came crashing down onto the girl like a tidal wave. Rayfa screamed and tried to scramble backwards, but Mammon quickly threw his head back and fervently crammed her in.

It was almost absurd how quickly the demon’s mouth flooded with drool. Rayfa whined with disgust as warm gooey saliva oozed over her, bubbling up and seeping through her clothes. Mammon cautiously brought his teeth back together, sealing her away inside, then began eagerly slurping down her staple human flavors. Rayfa felt herself blush, angry and embarrassed that Mammon was spending such an exorbitant amount of time tasting her.

“Mammon!” Rayfa seethed, practically shaking with rage. “What the fuck!”

She was exhausted and disgruntled and grossed out, but begrudgingly, she decided to put up with whatever episode Mammon was having right now because she trusted him. For all she knew, demon spit could reverse hexes cast on humans or something! Right, yeah. Mammon probably had a plan. She just needed to play along and-

*Glk!*

Mammon gulped thickly, and Rayfa suddenly felt the clench of tight/squishy muscle around her as she was sucked down into the boy’s throat. She squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath, being worked deeper and deeper with every purposeful swallow. Mammon had been quick to stuff her into his mouth, but now that she was safely out of sight, Rayfa noticed, he was taking his sweet time getting her down. Slow, languid gulps. Pleasured hums vibrating around her. Fingers gingerly pressed against the throat, presumably to feel her fight back as he swallowed. Rayfa grimaced as she slowly squelched down his greedy gullet, squirming violently as the unyielding flesh easily suctioned her down.

“Stop enjoying this…!” Rayfa growled disgustedly. “Bastard…!”

Within the minute, Mammon finished swallowing her down, letting out a relieved and breathy sigh. Rayfa, meanwhile, gasped out as the tight, hot, unyielding throat finally gave way to a much roomier space. Fleshy and vulnerable, the squishy pink walls shifted easily around her as Rayfa scrambled to reorient herself. A noisy gurgle stretched on, echoing around the darkness. She had finally reached his stomach.

“…hububhhuhuhh…” Mammon babbled through what sounded like a very drooly mouthful.

“Mammon! Are you kidding me right now?!” Rayfa screamed, raging annoyance briefly overtaking her fear.

“…tha’ feelsh…” Mammon moaned out. “…so fuckin’ guhd…”

Rayfa shuddered at how the stomach lurched as Mammon stumbled almost-drunkenly backwards, then slumped against the grimy brick walls, slowly sliding down and lowering himself to the ground.

“Urghhh!” Rayfa groaned, utterly exasperated. “You! Are! The! Absolute! Worst!”

Every word was punctuated with an annoyed punch to the stomach walls. She only really succeeded in getting her fist all sticky/slimy with stomach ooze though; Manmon appeared entirely unaffected.

Rayfa surely would have chewed him out even more had she not been interrupted by a sickeningly familiar voice. Even though she was tucked away out of sight, she still shivered just hearing it. They had finally caught up.

“What did you do with the girl?!” Demon #1 demanded furiously.

“I, uh…” Mammon slurred. He had barely even begun to answer when his digestive system suddenly did the work for him, a deep and contented burp rolling up his throat. “Mrph. ‘Scuse me.”

It didn’t take much for Demon #1 and his lackeys to put two and two together after that.

“Bastard! She was supposed to be my lunch!” Demon #1 roared. “Get him!”

Rayfa hated that her heart leapt at the thought of Mammon getting caught up in trouble. Especially on her behalf. She was supposed to be angry at him—he had fucking eaten her—but much to her annoyance and embarrassment, she couldn’t shake the worry from her heart. She’d grown to care too much.

“Mammon, please! Get it together!” Rayfa urged, cursing herself for encouraging the man who had gulped her down like nothing more than an afternoon snack. But she couldn’t just sit idly by!

Mammon stayed seated, but Rayfa felt the stomach shift as he at least sat up straight. She felt a sudden surge of power flow through and around her, too. And when Mammon next spoke, his voice was unrecognizable.

“BaCK oFF,” Mammon snarled like a rabid dog, sounding like an actual demon for the first time since Rayfa had met him. “Or I’LL eaT yOU foR desSERT!”

Rayfa was pretty sure that Mammon only had a hankering for humans—not for other demons—but the threat worked all the same. Mammon almost never lost control, which made the few times he actually did downright terrifying. Rayfa could only imagine the looks of horror on her attackers’ faces as they trembled at the sight of the second son’s true form.

“Shit! I didn’t realize he was one of the seven Avatars-!”

“Okay, okay! You can keep the human! Just-!” An honest-to-god whimper. “Please don’t hurt us!”

“Quick! Let’s get out of here!”

Noises from the “outside world” (with the exception of voices) had proven too muffled to hear from within the confines of the demon boy’s gut, but Rayfa imagined that if she had been out there with him, she would’ve heard a stampede of receding footsteps. Her suspicions were further supported when she felt the energy needed to maintain his true form slowly fade away. Mammon let out a thoroughly contented puff of breath and relaxed back against the wall again, too. Demon form now totally dispelled. And then, in a move Rayfa never would’ve expected, Mammon began rubbing his belly appreciatively—she could feel the gentle weight on the other side of the “wall”. For a hopeful but fleeting moment, Rayfa almost believed he cared. But no! He had eaten her!

Rayfa tried desperately to work out why Mammon had done this. Had he decided that, if she was going to end up “demon food” anyway, it may as well be his belly she was filling? A memory from long ago suddenly sprung to the forefront of her mind:

“The next time your life’s in danger, I’m gonna be the one to save you, all right? Don’t you forget that.”

“…And if I can’t manage to save ya, then make sure you die, got it?!”

Rayfa felt tears prickling at her eyes. So that was it then. Mammon had decided that if he couldn’t protect her, the least he could do was take her out himself.

Rayfa shuddered as the stomach gurgled loudly. It’d been relentlessly noisy—groaning and churning around her—for the entire duration of her “stay”. She felt drowned out, unsure whether or not Mammon could even hear her, but Rayfa had never been the type to give up.

“Mammon! They- They’re gone now, right? So then let me out!”

“…fiyve mr…minuhhs…” Mammon mumbled out, words slurred and utterly unintelligible.

Rayfa groaned.

Why are you like this?

Praying that Mammon could hear her—she still wasn’t totally sure her words would reach him from down there—Rayfa did the only thing she could think left to do. She called upon the power of the pact.

“MAMMON!!!” Rayfa roared at the top of her lungs, fingers crossed that he could actually hear her so that the pact would work. “SPIT! ME! OUT!”

Rayfa guessed her words must’ve gotten through to him, because just like that, the demon’s body began to obey. The stomach lurched, and Mammon began making throaty/guttural choking noises like he was dry-heaving. Rayfa felt herself being tugged back towards the esophagus—This was her way out!—but the gagging sounds poor Mammon was making were rapidly becoming unbearable. Rayfa was genuinely beginning to worry that she’d accidentally commanded him to choke himself.

“Hrrk, rggh, hrghk-!”

“Okay, okay! Stop! Don’t hurt yourself!”

Rayfa cursed her own lack of resolve. She was going to die here now. As nothing more than “demon food”—like Mammon always teased. All because she couldn’t bring herself to hurt the lovable dumbass who’d eaten her.

Her surroundings shook turbulently for another few seconds as coughs wracked Mammon’s body. He wasn’t choking anymore, thank god, but he was very clearly gasping for breath. Rayfa felt terribly guilty for putting him through that. When Mammon had finally cleared his throat, he muttered out an unabashedly annoyed:

“Ya know, it’d be a lot easier on the botha us if ya lemme cough you up myself.”

“You-!” Rayfa brightened at finally being addressed, tears of relief blurring her vision. “You were really going to let me out?”

“Well, duh.” Mammon shrugged, and Rayfa slid as the walls shifted around her. “If I wanted ya dead, I woulda let those lesser demons have ya.”

“But-! But you-!”

“Didn’t ya hear the protection spell?” Mammon grumbled, clearing his throat again. Apparently, some lingering discomfort remained. Rayfa winced sympathetically. She really hadn’t meant to hurt him. “I cast one on ya right before I swallowed ya down.”

Ah. So that’s what he had been doing when she saw him “cursing out” the demons chasing them. Apparently, that flustered muttering had been a protection spell.

“Okay, fine! But why didn’t you answer me?!” Rayfa demanded shakily. “I was seriously freaking out, Mammon!”

“I, uh…” And the regret was practically tangible. He sounded immeasurably guilty. “’M sorry.” He finally settled on. “I didn’t mean to get buzzed like that.”

Yeah, Rayfa had figured that much out. She didn’t say so, though. Instead, she stayed patiently quiet, giving him room to elaborate.

“Humans really are a delicacy for us, ya know? And havin’ one alive and kickin’ in my belly…” Mammon mumbled embarrassedly. “…kinda fried my brain.”

Yeah, that checked out. Rayfa hummed in acknowledgement.

“Didn’t mean to give ya a heart attack though…” Mammon continued after a beat. “I really am sorry ‘bout that, Rayfa.”

He sounded so beyond apologetic that Rayfa couldn’t help but want to reach out to him. In moments like these—rare as they were—Rayfa would usually give him a hug. But obviously, that couldn’t quite be done…

Almost reflexively, Rayfa reached out with both hands, palms splayed against the squishy stomach walls. She gave a reassuring little shove—like a playful nudge to the shoulder—then slowly began rubbing soothing little circles into the flesh. Mammon shivered with delight at her touch; Rayfa could feel the stomach tremble with pleasure. Despite herself, she let out a little laugh.

“That good, huh?” Rayfa teased. The playful banter almost made her feel like they were chilling out on the couch together. Almost made her forget where she really was.

“Sh-Shaddup!”

Rayfa just knew he was blushing like crazy.

“I guess I should probably thank you for saving me,” Rayfa sighed wistfully. “Albeit through very unconventional means.”

Mammon huffed proudly. “You’re welcome! You should know by now never to doubt the Great Mammon!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Rayfa waved away the egotistical comment. “Can the ‘Great Mammon’ cough me up already? It’s super gross down here.”

“Uh.” Mammon froze, and Rayfa could feel the stomach tense up nervously around her. “Just lemme getcha back to the dorms first. You’ve got a penchant for trouble and I don’t wantcha runnin’ into any more of it.”

Excuse me?! You think I’m the one with the penchant for trouble?!

It took Rayfa a moment to realize that Mammon didn’t actually think her a trouble-magnet. He just wanted an excuse to hold onto her for a little longer. Because he was enjoying it.

Rayfa sighed heavily. She knew she was going to regret this: “Yeah, okay. But you’d better let me out the second we get home.”

“Yeah, ‘course! Sure thing.”

Rayfa laughed and shook her head. Now that Mammon had gotten a taste, Rayfa had the distinct feeling that this wouldn’t be the last time she found herself playing the role of “dinner”.

But curiously enough, Rayfa also found that maybe she didn’t totally mind. ❤️

#submission #op #soft vore #safe vore #shall we vore #once again THANK YOU SO MUCH for sharing this fic with me #I know I already talked with you but you characterized M/ammon SO well #And I'd love to hear more about Rayfa and Yuki and their friendship <3 #It's so rare for people to have demon OCs and I love it so much #Theres so much worldbuilding that can be done with your MC and their friends outside of RAD and it makes me really happy to see #Anyway you are an AMAZING writer and if you ever do decide to post your stories somewhere #You'd better believe I'll be your first follower

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vaspider · 13 days

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Hi there! Hope you’re having a good day mama spider. Just dropping by to ask for some info on an addition to a post about Judaism you made. I chose to ask you and not op because i’ve sent you an ask before and know that you answer them. So real quick, why did you type out G-d rather than God or god? Does it have something to do with Judaism? Is it just for the faithful to follow and not goyim? As an atheist who was formerly Catholic i just wanna learn more and be respectful of others’ religions whenever i can. I know next to nothing about Judaism, even though they’re a good portion of my county’s population. Hope this ask isn’t insensitive in any way, and thanks for taking the time to read this <3

This isn't insensitive to ask. It's actually a great question, and I'm glad that you asked if you're curious.

Since those articles cover your asks pretty well, I'm gonna give you some free bits of info to help your quest for respectfulness, which is pretty rad, btw: we don't really use phrases like "the faithful" bc Judaism doesn't require faith in G-d. There is no conflict between Judaism and atheism & there are a lot of Jewish atheists and agnostics. Judaism is an ethnoreligion and a people in a way that a lot of religions aren't, and in fact, the symbolism for one of my favorite holidays emphasizes that we are not complete without all kinds of Jews:

The functions of the four species are defined by both their smell and taste, or lack thereof, along with some interesting imagery from the Midrash (Vayikra Rabbah 30:12): The etrog has both taste and smell, representing people who both perform good deeds and have Torah (knowledge). The lulav has taste but no smell, representing those who do not use their knowledge to perform good deeds. The hadass (myrtle) has smell but no taste, representing those who perform good deeds but lack the knowledge to excel at them. The aravah (willow) has no taste and no smell, representing those who lack both.

"Good deeds" here doesn't just mean "being nice to your neighbors" but refers directly to performing mitzvot/mitzvahs, the 613 commandments that observant Jews observe to varying levels of specificity and intensity.

It's not offensive to use a phrase like "the faithful," just isn't ... correct, you know? Instead, you'd just say Jews or Jewish people. If you're trying to refer specifically to Jews who are religious or believe in G-d... there isn't exactly a phrase for that, I guess you'd say "observant," because there are a lot of Jews who are observant but also atheists, since observant Jews may be observing mitzvaot for any number of reasons that have nothing to do with belief in the existence of G-d.

Anyway, there you go, with some bonus info. As always, I don't speak for everybody, 2 Jews 3 Opinions, etc.

#Judaism #jumblr

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monkey-wrench-zeurel · 4 months

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dude, I'm gonna say this but I absolutely love the 2000s vibes Monkey Wrench gives! It honestly feels like a comic adaptation turned into a cartoon series!

And I could imagine this series as like a video game too, like co-op game or something!!

anyways that's all, hope you can rest from all the hard work you've done! Episode 3 was rad!

Thank you~

Here's hoping the release of ep 3 on yt today does well so we can continue.

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misc-obeyme · 10 months

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Okay I finally have something to say about Lesson 17. Not because I didn't initially but man my thoughts were all over the place.

Spoilers below as always.

First: Solomon because what!

Let me begin by saying that I am not here to discuss whether or not anything that either Asmo or Solomon have done in regards to each other is "right" or not. They're fictional characters, as far as I know they've both always been morally grey, and there is more than enough discussion about this elsewhere. If someone wants to know my opinion, feel free to ask, but if that's what you're looking for, it isn't going to be in this post.

That being said!

Why is Solomon telling us this story about his pact with Asmo again? I mean, he already told us about it several lessons ago. Not only that, but he tells it differently. The first time he says he met Asmo in his hometown, but this time he says it was just some town after a festival. The stories aren't the same. So either he's just too drunk this time around and he's misremembering things or he lied to us the first time.

Either way, the fact that they have made him bring it up so much means it has to be relevant to the story in general. I mean, that's Storytelling 101. If you keep bringing something up in your story, you have to do something with it. That's Chekhov's gun, you know?

If the purpose is for us to notice that his story has changed, then maybe my theory about past!Solomon is more true than I thought? It might even just be a completely different Solomon from a different branch of time.

Because I noticed something else - Solomon is the only character whose outfit changes regularly throughout the story. (Aside from the latest one where everybody wears their RAD uniforms.)

He starts out in what they call his casual outfit - it's the sorcerer one with the cape. But then he switches to what they used to call his human world outfit - the one with the trench coat and fancy necklaces. He stays that way for several lessons, then switches back again. He switches back and forth between them one more time throughout the lessons we have. And he's wearing the human world outfit the first time he tells us about Asmo and the casual sorcerer outfit the second time when he's drunk.

This might not mean anything at all, but it just seems like we may be dealing with rotating Solomons.

ANYWAY. Every time a new lesson comes out I say I'm not going to analyze it too much because my theories always get out of control. And yet here I am doing the very thing I say I won't do!

Pfff. I can't help it, this game has taken over my brain.

It also seems a little out of character for Solomon to straight up get drunk because MC was gone for one day. Like this is the guy who spent most of his life alone and all that? Hmmm. It was pretty funny when he was hungover the next day though.

Second: RAPHAEL

WHAT DID THAT ANGEL JUST SAY?!

They want the brothers to go BACK?!

Listen here, I am not okay with this development. I hope they're not gearing up for a season 2 about a war in the past. I want to go back to the present already. I want to know the truth about who Nightbringer is. I want to know what the HELL is going on! I wanted all this story line to wrap up in one season! But we're already on lesson 17, I feel like we're no closer to knowing who Nightbringer is and NOW the Celestial Realm has basically declared war on the Devildom?

I mean, there's no way the bros would actually go back. Not after everything they've been through. Though I could see Lucifer trying to take on the responsibility all by himself somehow. All I know is that MC better pull out their OP abilities and fix this before the end of lesson 20, thanks.

Okay, that's all I had to say, I'm gonna get back to writing some fluffy fics now lol.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me nightbringer lesson 17 #obey me nightbringer spoilers #obey me nightbringer lesson 17 spoilers #obey me nightbringer theories #obey me solomon #obey me raphael #what is even happening anymore #misc rambles

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the-punforgiven · 1 year

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All My Tarnished In Elden Ring

2 of you said do it so I'm doing it lmao

My first character is Ari, they were my very first character and are currently my "main" character. They started out as a raw Strength Claymore-only build and just kinda stayed that way until after I'd beaten the final boss. My original intent was to have them do the rad Carian Sword stuff as a sort of spellsword/battlemage thing, and while they can do that now, I just kinda waited a little too long to spec them into INT so now they're just a friendly summon who's a tanky sword-wielding sword mage who can deal a casual 7453 damage with Carian Grandeur under the right circumstances (As for weapons since they're my Main character I've got a bunch of random shit I've leveled for hyper specific situations, but Claymore is still, as always, Old Reliable for them)

My second character is one named Bryndegaard, she's a VERY heavy Strength/Faith build that I like, accidentally made good lmao Turns out guard counters with the Great Mace do a lot of stance damage Her shield doesn't have an Ash of War on it, and her mace has Prayerful Strike, so even if someone does manage to hit her through it, her vigor is so good and Prayerful Strike is so strong that the damage is usually pretty negligible. She's my tank/healer build first and foremost, but I also have the Envoy's Longhorn levelled up for her just in case I need to absolutely decimate a large boss like Placidusax or Astel. The Longhorn also worked surprisingly well against Elden Beast, as turns out its 80% Holy Damage negation doesn't mean much if you output too much damage for it to matter

My third character's named Edge, Lord He was supposed to be my Spooky Scary Death Mage but tbh I haven't touched him in a while so right now he's just a really unoptimized scythe guy with like, Rancorcall and that's it. I tried to make him look like a black metal musician and I think I did really well, but he also looks so angy it's really funny to me fhdjksahfkxz

Fourth character is Vlad, he's my funny little Dracula Boy. He's not very good but I love him nonetheless. He's built around claws, bleed, and Lifesteal Fist, which I'm very glad was recently buffed because man, this guy was not great to play before that lmao Also I love how tiny his head looks with that cape it's really funny to me

5th character is Guano Gobbler. Very original. Do Not Steal. Idk man I wanted to get the Dung Eater ending at least once, and idk I didn't want to get it on anyone else. I did use the Dung Eater's facial presets for him, I just thought it'd be funny to make him bald too

6th character is the lovely Cap'n Rumguzzler. My entire thought process behind him was 'want pirate' and then I made one. I have no idea what build I was gonna make with him and as a result he fucking sucks but I love him anyway. He also has a cannon hidden in his back pocket or something (I am aware what his name is one letter away from, that just straight-up did not occur to me at all when I was first naming him)

7th character is my Gravity Boy, I don't like his name so you don't get to know it. I've decided he's not going to progress past Maliketh because I still want at least one character I can co-op with in Leyndel. He's exactly what he says on the tin, he's got a Zweihander with Waves of Darkness and he's got a bunch of gravity spells. Not much else to say tbh aside from that I really like how the purple of the gravity magic goes with his All Black Everything look tbh. It's just very aesthetically pleasing to me

8th character is The Legend Herself, 4PattyCheeseBurg. She's built with the express purpose of having the highest possible health achievable in game. Her first 85 levels were all in Vigor (She started out with 14). She only uses the Star Fist. Red Sun gets stuck in my head every time I play her. She's somehow the strongest character I've ever had for Colosseum battles. I've made people just straight-up avoid her completely for entire matches. Demigods fall before her. The earth itself shatters at her victories. She's so fun to play I love her

Her health bar looks like this btw.

9th character is, regrettably, RudolphReindeer. My friend wanted to do a funny holiday-themed run and he'd already claimed Santa, so this is the best I could come up with. You don't get to see his face up close because I hate it

10th is my sleep build, Eurythmics (Because, y'know, Sweet Dreams) idk what else to say about them aside from that they're here, they do sleep, I don't know what to do for their fashion, and they're Not Very Good

11th character is just this one, I've named her Sellsword because idk what else to do with her She's a Quality/Quality-Mage build and I just kinda use her for testing out all sorts of wacky shit trying to wrangle huge damage and big AoE's (Fun Fact: Hoarah Loux's Earthshaker is buffed by the Highland Axe, and the buff stacks if you have a second one, but for some reason it is not buffed by the Roar Talisman) I like making her dual wield stuff also

and the 12th (last) character is this one, She's a Quality build with a bit of arcane. With her I typically use either the Claymore, Marais Sword, or Eleonora's twinblade, and the Dragon Communion Seal in her off hand. Her damage is surprisingly good for me barely playing up her bleed potential, and for some reason she tends to get summoned by randos way more than my other builds, couldn't possibly imagine why She's in the Hoslow set here, but sometimes I switch it up and put her in the Briar armor (With the Vagabond legs/arms) instead. idk just kinda depends on mood but I think the Hoslow chest's red bits compliment her eyes idk

And that's it, that's all of them minus a few I started, got like 5 feet from Limgrave, and haven't touched since

Elden Ring 10/10 game, absolutely consumed my life 👍

#Pun's text Posts #Elden Ring #Tarnished #Tarnished oc

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sweeteaacakes · 9 days

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I opened my phone and found a game I pre-registered months ago! It's called "Tokyo Debunker"!

Have you guys seen those creepy ads of a video game that looked like pkmn rip-offs called "Evertal*le"? This is one of their game and the ad caught me so I went for it. I was expecting a pixel-game but, uh, well, it's not TT-TT)... They tend to make misleading ads but this? I got caught by this...

It's more like a VN... BUUUUT it didn't disappointment me in and it served surprisingly well too!

THE PREMISE

Supernatural cases in Tokyo alongside devilish ghouls and quirky cats!

At the prestigious Darkwick Academy, your untily classmates have sold their souls to demons in exchange for a wish... and you'll have to find a way to make them work together to solve supernatural cases all over Tokyo. If you get stuck, you can always turn Darkwick's clever cat familiars for their supports!

It's comes with variety of gameplay modes!

Facilities building where your classmates can work and allows you to interact with them or read a conversation of your other classmates;

It have an "investigation" which is an... auto-turn-based battle mode. You just have to brainwork with their skills and equipments;

As bonus, it have a rhythm game! It's pretty easy since it's linear and you have to tap to allow the cat to turn around. You get 3 tries and is available for later!;

It also have co-op kode but I haven't tried yet!

Now let's start with opening!

As you can see on the imagine above, there are seven characters with each different uniform! Each of them are the leader of each "Houses".

Dark Blue: Frostheim || Yellow: Vagastrom

Orange: Jabberwock (and they have an axolotl in their emblem!!! ♡♡♡) || Dark red: Sinostra

Lilac: Hotarubi || Violet: Obscuary || Green: Mortkraken

The game will make you choose "who will you save"? It have a total of 7 houses with minimum 2 to 4 members. With Frostheim the with 4 members and Mortkraken with only 2! Obscuary is a particular one since it only shows one of its member! Once chosen a house, you will choose a character who will appear in the prolouge.

Aaaaand, yeah. The houses will be mentioned few chapters later :3

I won't spoil much but I can say that despite how lighthearted this this game is later... it knows how to jumpscare :)

And we go with Chapter 1

!!!UNDER THE CUT WILL BE A SLIGHT SPOILER TERRITORY!!!

!!!PROCEED WITH CAUTION!!!

Aye! The MC here! They're female in illustration but I prefer calling them in GN! term and named them "Lucien"! We are in a train after a music concert. The chatroom with the people we went in left the chat and only us and another person, Mina, remain. Turns out we're both in the same train too so we decide to meet up!

A moment after the train arrived at the stop...but it's not ours...

Kisaragi Station? The creepypasta °0°)!?! (/j)

So, we're now in another stop... and found ourselves in an eerie place... And an unknown number calls us. Whether we pick it up or hang down, Mina will text us...

Mina makes her way in our car. We look at the number... 7... the door slides wide open but nothing's there other than darkness. Until someone whispers in our ears.

Gehehehe. I'm not gonna show you the whole thing in case you want to see it yourself!

I cut the spoiler of this chapter here but I'll give you preview of other shots because they are gorgeous!

Asgqhdhahs THE GALAXY ILLUSTRATION SOLD ME EVEN MORE WHAT FOLLOWED—

WE HAVE A CAT WITH A HAT FOR A CONDUCTOR 😭💕✨️

And this few panels! It's not much but I wanted to show how the writing and illustration doesn't shy away from showing blood and swearing! (Note: that guy used those mirror shards as the ammo for his gun btw... pretty rad.) So far, it's fully-voiced too!

Anyways, supernatural, eldritch beings, monsters? Check! They're very creative on it uwu). Good writing? Yaah! The art? Beautiful! Good humor? Nyah! (^=w=^)b

As said before, I'm not far in the story yet. I hope to see more creepy and cool stuffs but the daylight story isn't bad either! The characters have personality. Even MC had a good impression on me. They are down-to-earth and is quick at picking up to things happening around despite the sudden event in their life.

The only sad thing is... they all have body shapes... like... um... twink shaped in their 2-D.... and only one "dark-skinned" character 🥲... usgjqhsqj the Ad*nis Ot*gari of the game 🫠🫠🫠 I think he's cool and adorable tho! He went to the academy to search for his twin brother.

No romance, just classmates being sillies(/affectionate) going around to solve the supernatural in order to mantain the world's order.

The game is rated 16+ so I'm not sure if I'll post much about this here. I just wanted to show in case someone's interested!

The illustrations really do well at gorgeous scenes and at eerie scenes.

#tokyo debunker #other display 📚#.sweeteaa writes

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itsbrucey · 5 months

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i've had some ideas for drawing cesare from bigtop burger as of late, since i've gotten into it again! i love drawing outfits i think the characters would wear when they're off the clock. I don't mean to ramble, but i thought you'd be interested since a big thing off yours is btb and i love that show and costume designing? if you'd call it that. Yesterday i drew an outfit for tim and was about right on the money with what he wore in the after scene of the full season 2 video. Very proud. Anyway. What do you think cesare's style would be? i imagine layering because if he was stabbed, then my headcanon is that he has a perpetually bleeding wound in that area.

Hi! Idk how you got into my cave but welcome, welcome. Yes I love Bigtop Burger That's Me.

The idea that Cesare wears a lot of layers bc his stab wound bleeds perpetually.....that's fucking cool. That's sick. Sorry OP I might steal that bc that's rad as fuck.

His style of clothing in my head is kind of what we see him in!! I imagine a lot of dark colors, especially blacks and greys, and I think he covers as much as his body as he can for similar reasons as Steve ( I.e, less skin for people to see and realize " oh shit that's not makeup"). If it's anything, I think he'd also own at least one leather jacket. To match his sunglasses ofc.

ITS SO HARD TO PIN HIM DOWN bc realistically?? He wouldn't wear flashy stuff bc then it draws attention to him but he's also a very OUT THERE person so I think he'd have easily ditchable accessories that make him feel more "human". Jackets and rings........ Probably had a fanny pack at one point but the Zomburger crew bullied him.

Idk, I'd like to hear your thoughts too!!!!

#Brucey Answers!#bigtop burger spoilers #he probably also had wigs to help with the Corpse Hair at one point but thats high maintenance

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a-local-idiots-shitpost · 1 year

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Snow Date with Thirteen

like before sorry if it´s ooc and ‘’ is for thoughts

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I looked around, I was standing in front of the House of Lamentation my breath came out as little whispy puffs while I observed the area in front of me, thanks to the Brothers newest plans the ground around RAD was covered in snow.

‘how nice everything looks, it´s been far to long since I last saw proper snow that stayed longer than a day before becoming slush again’ I looked around but Thirteen wasn´t in sight I got a little annoyed at this ‘if this is the second time where she refuses to show up for no reason I´m leaving’

I have already been waiting for 30 minutes and was just about to re-enter the House of Lamentation before I heard it

“Hey! here do you think you´re going?! I told you my plan might take a bit longer than I thought” at the last sentence she seemed a bit deflated, I smiled a bit ‘guess she didn´t get Solomon this time’

I grinned a bit wider “guess I was right when I said that your trap wouldn´t work~”

“shut up or next time I´ll use you as bait”

“that was my plan from the beginning~ Solomon himself admit that no matter who it is if he thinks his favorite apprentice is in trouble he´ll come and save me”

“you´re his only apprentice”

“which means I can only be his favorite one” we both laughed at this “okay I got it next time we´ll go with your plan”

“thanks! I´ll even help with your trap next time” Thirteen rolled her eyes “if I want it to explode in my face sure” I faked an insulted impression “how rude and I thought you would appreciate the smoke as a distraction”

she looked at me for a moment, probably thinking if answering would be a smart decision or just letting it go “you´re lucky your cute otherwise I wouldn´t have let you leave so easily” I laughed “I told you I don´t know how to build things” Thirteen looked like she would rather say something else but decided to change the conversation

“so what was your plan for this anyway? don´t tell me you just want to walk around in this weather?”

I got a little sad at this ‘aww man she got me’ “don´t know what you´re talking about, I think a little walk in the snow would be a cute first date idea”

“that´s how you get sick”

“would be worth it though!”

“just hope you won´t get sick, I won´t take care of you when your stupidity get´s you sick” I grinned “don´t worry as long as I get to kiss you I think everything that could happen to me would be worth it~” she got a bit flushed at my words but could easily tell by my shit eating grin that I was just playing around “oh? and you won´t get embarrassed this time and leave without your kiss” I quickly got embarrassed at her words while remembering my last blunder “shut up…” I mumbled

“I don´t think walking around is your only goal I already you aren´t really good with the cold” I quickly gathered my confidence back up “that´s right! I already found a cute little café around here who have great sweets”

she seemed to be interested at this “I better hope for you that it isn´t just talk” I grinned and took her hand in mine “don´t worry I already went there not as good as we´re used to but pretty great!” she looked at our entwined hands and thought for a moment “yeah I guess you´re right” she kissed my cheek and laughed at my embarrassed look

“y-yeah!” I just decided to hold her hand tighter and lead the way to the café

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take a guess who has a Thirteen problem? or simply said OP is very gay and has a BIG weakness for women and is now writing for Thirteen again.

I feel like every time I write something it ends as something different from my first thought also how is this over 600 words!? it´s literally just a little talk

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #thirteen x reader #thirteen x mc #obey me thirteen

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starrbar · 1 year

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This new term I discovered is such a breath of fresh air. Peacefic, coined by @peacefiction.

God, yes, thank you. Holy crap.

Please, if people want to use this, use it right?? I like my labels to mean something. I can't comfortably call myself proship anymore because it doesn't signify the same thing to literally anyone. I have to reasonably assume that there's a significant amount of people who would genuinely think I'm just calling myself a MAP (I'm not -_-). Like, that's just how it is now. I can't change that. That is the reality of how that label is perceived.

I might start going with neutral/neuship/neufic anyway because I've um, discovered stuff about myself (and about antis) recently. And at least the word neutral is like, meant to be vague? That's fine?

The peacefic ideals are the most important to me. If I tell someone I'm peacefic proship, it should immediately disqualify the connotation of the creep who supports literally everything, even exploitative fiction, and the label combo should also keep the "fiction doesn't equal reality 1:1" thing.

But again I still might not even use anymore proship synonyms for myself because they're going to get fucked by the same problem where my label is meant to give people a quick idea of my beliefs, but it fails to do that and puts a target on me.

Not that I'm the center of the universe or anything. I'm kinda just ranting to the void.

Also this is like completely a shower thought, so feel free to disregard it as me being obsessed with labels and compartments actually, like that's true regardless if I have a point or not lmao—

Why haven't I been calling the types of antis and the types of proshippers I really REALLY don't like "rad-shippers"? Like, we already have this kinda tier-list I've been seeing of inclus, radinclus, and then radqueer. And those terms make sense to me.

So yeah, like...

Proshippers that can't fucking handle criticism of media or how we engage with it, who support explicit rpf of minors, who are free speech absolutists, who jump onto any post that possibly states a dislike for their kink and antagonizes the OP, who think it's okay to trigger antis on purpose, etc.... rad-proshippers.

Antis who think depiction = endorsement no matter what, who think every kink and ship is a direct line to your most raw beliefs and intentions, who think having taboo fictional interests like incest ships or whatev makes you a morally reprehensible person, who reject critical thinking about how and why a story may be insensitive, and/or who think it's okay to harass people for their tagged, properly filtered, or private dark smut... rad-antis.

I dunno! I think it fits. Hell, even ignoring any mention of harassment: I'm so sick of antis who push the narrative that you must NECESSARILY be morally bankrupt and/or predatory for having a rape kink or something, and I'm so sick of proshippers who jump out of their skin at the mere mention of criticism/responsibility and shut down discussions of it.

We're just weirdos on the internet! Just because one person says "I think things should be like this" doesn't mean it WILL be like that if you don't Challenge™ them, and also it doesn't even necessarily mean that person wants the authority to make all their opinions enforceable! I dunno man.

I'm going through a metamorphosis lmao.

#shipping discourse #fandom discourse #anyone can interact #just don't be a dick #peacefic #neufic #neuship #neutralship #starrspeaks #anti vs. pro stuff

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whispeyrains · 1 year

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New PV is officially out! Some thoughts:

New 4 star op is a reaper guard, so very 🤔 on what he can do compared to La Pluma and the yet to be released to global Highmore. He is a very dilf Forte though with his tits out for, reasons? Anyway thank you ak artist <3

Morgan! Yay! Hypergryph real said you can get everyone free but Siege lol

The skins are all very pretty! But it is very interesting that Skadi is getting a new skin for the Stultifera rerun instead of Lumen (seemingly) it breaks the well established pattern of welfare units getting their skins with their event reruns, what does this meannn (Lumen BoC skin in an Inquisitor outfit would be rad, but maybe he'll get his chance in the upcoming anniversary, or based on some fan speculation of the silhouettes chasing after W in the concert PV, and Ambience Synesthesia skin? Plz plz plz copium)

Lumen skin better be gorgeous, the wait is hell :'( JUSTICE FOR MY BOY

I feel like we also need more male character skins in general. I know the ratio of female to male characters in this game is like, 5 to 1 but if 3 female characters to date can get 3 skins, why can't units who don't have any get one 😭

Happy for all Ines lovers those who are ungodly dedicated to AK NPCs getting their faves released from jail is always a treat.

CEMENT <3 lmao what if her base skill is like Shaws or smth. Match made in factory production 🙌

#arknights #arknights spoilers

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bright-haired-teacher · 9 months

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bro everyone is so nice here. like i had a request of plant ops and it was done less than 15 minutes later.

tbf, they're actually staffed here because this is a good place to work and people don't quit left and right, so that certainly helps... i used to make requests of plant ops at my old school and they were so swamped all the time. it got to a point where i was like "hey, can i have the tools i need to fix my table legs myself? it seems to take you like 3 minutes so i'm sure i can manage it" and the afternoon plant ops manager (i miss her, she was rad af) was like "absolutely!"

like i was always grateful to her (and the rest of plant ops) because they were doing their best while being understaffed, so why not try to make their job a bit easier for minor requests that don't really need a whole-ass work order to get done?

but it is nice to have such responsiveness. haven't had to yet, but i bet if i call the office for an administrator i'd get one. and i feel fully confident in that, when i didn't before.

you know the analogy about the crab in the boiling water? it was like that. i didn't know how bad it had gotten until i left. like. no. it was not supposed to be like that. this job has its challenges but it was never supposed to feel as bad as it did last year. like. i know i keep saying this but it's so refreshing not hating going to work in the morning! (i still hate getting up but that's because i like sleeping and snuggling with my dog, that has nothing to do with work lmao). it's just. things are so much better. and yeah it's only the 5th day with students but i'm so much more energized.

i wish i could just go talk to my previous admin and be like "look how happy i am. you guys fucking suck." but i can't. lol. (and they would take zero responsibility anyway so w/e.)

anyway, what meant to be a short post has now become an essay. cool. lol.

#stuff #idk what to tag this?#my tag system has been broken for a while lol #oh well

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strange-creachure · 11 months

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so..

didnt want to make a huge deal of it at the time bc anxiety and what have you, buuut since yesterday marked 2 full months from this thingy (perhaps most impactful in my life so far lol), figured i'd do a little post anyway?? felt appropiate what with it being pride month and ya know :zoomies:

(tldr, have two rad little lines going across on my body and feeling more light and normal (in the best kind of way) than i have for years :catlove:) i'm in an incredibly lucky place living situation wise (s/o being in a position where he could take a loan for us, and finland being a country that doesnt generally indiscriminate these kind of things as much) where i could get a good ol operation that single-handedly yoinked off my serious dysphoria and -related anxiety and its been (and still is) so incredibly freeing and pleasant and carefree vibe when ur body feels and looks the way you felt it should have always been. especially when, (tw: dysphoria) increasingly for the past couple years its felt just so incredibly.. wrong? to an extent you felt constantly sick?, for reasons you cant even quite explain?, for features your biology imposed on you without any word on your part, and the societal norms or whatever that came with it??? and just.. the entire lack of choice or being unable to do anything about it?? absolutely worst. do not recommend. unfortunately a fairly common experience in the lgbt circles (that i keep hearing) and something a lot of people have to deal with, unfortunately. so in a very stark comparison, post-op and recovering and just /living/ without those restrictions or weights on ya, it's pretty freakin rad. having authority on the silly little meat vehicle again haha. (recovery wise feel entirely normal and well by now, just the whole 'having a both physical and very taxing mental weight off of the shoulders that i'd not realised how long its been there' has had me feeling very childlike joy and the like, yknow. maybe some of u could tell from the text brrrr nyoomies for a while now huhu :zoomies:) dunno if this is "too personal" or unnecessary or kinda silly to share, but kind of jus wanna put it out there in case there's the odd person in there who feels the same way, incredibly awful for reasons you cant quite explain or even grasp - i promise you're not inherently broken or "wrong", there is a reason for it, gender or neurodivergency wise or otherwise. it sure took me a while, and while it's an unique road for everyone, u can get there, one way or other. for example im more comfy with my brain funnies than i've been in years just from reading more and getting to know likeminded people and overall understanding things better, and that alone has helped me a lot. dont necessarily feel the need to transition anything further body wise either; dont consider myself a trans person, and dunno what kind of label or tag would even fit my gender other than just?? kind of vaguely nonbinary i guess?? since im just.. omee? default person shaped? and for the longest time, it feels good and normal and /right/. dunno. wanted to share the excellent good vibes despite this whole mess of a world situation lol. #textwall #manywords happy pride y'all! every single one of you friendshapes is very important and appreciated ❤️

for context! i'm huge fan of people who are happy with their bodies; its the best possible place to be! and such, want to confirm I dont have and never had anything against female chest in general, im genuinely glad some people can carry themselves with pride and joy, it simply wasnt a concept my brain could accept for me; personally they looked and felt really wrong on me, despite being physically healthy and "normal"; nothing were wrong with my pre- chest shapes except them residing on my body.

#lgbt #nonbinary #gender-affirming surgery #neurodiversity #wholesome #good vibes #tw dysphoria #tw surgery #pride month #personal post

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posts-from-employee-427 · 2 years

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hey so my friend and I were the people who caused the whole mint situation by accident (I was the one doing gnarly anon, my friend was mint anon) and I kinda got invested so I made a meme as a lil thank you gift for putting up with our antics :] (featuring gnarly's official?? design?? tbh i dont know whats going on with them atm)

anyways the whole "mint sandwich" thing is an inside joke from my friendgroup, and we felt bad about possibly sidetracking the story's plot if there was one pre-planned, so we decided to make it an "ending" just in case? but it was still really rad that you were really cool about it op!!! cause it was really fun to be apart of!!!

anyways i'll probably doodle more stuff for this blog, cause its really cute and fun and I love it a whole lot

(dude, that's so cool! Let me explain the process of this blog actually in case anyone was confused. There's no real, overarching story, until an opportunity for one arises, such as this. It's just a build up of things I posted in the past that I think hey I can spend today exploring that concept further, or things from asks where I'm like ok I can go somewhere with this. Or!! I'll see @the-narrators-ramblings post something and think of how I can bounce off of that. Most of the time, it's a combination of all three(go follow them or else). So really this is a glorified improv shitpost rp blog. No interupting a 'main' plot line, there is no main one! it's a bunch of small stories and paths that all together make up a larger story. sound familiar?)

#(anyways yeah hope that clears things up)#(i just weave 2 stories together if they happen at the same time or close together)#(you are both super cool and this was a fun idea that developed even further!!)#(please please please never be afraid to interact in fear of interrupting a story)#(i come up with it as i go)#(i love seeing how you all influens things)#(Thank you for enjoying the New Content)#(<- might just start tagging gushy admin stuff with that)#fanart for 427 #not employee 427

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kaibaspuppy · 11 months

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i was gonna reblog a post but then i noticed the op is apparently "rad leaning." so i stole their images ^_^

anyways whoever drew seto's lips like this i want to thank you personally and profusely

#jack talks #i am. not putting this in the main tag >_>#but uh. jesus christ #his lips look. absurdly kissable. it is actually sickening #yugioh tag #fave #r: seto kaiba

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rainiishowers · 2 years

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I see that reblog about Belphegor and to that I raise to you a probably too long version of it because somethings stuck out to me! ( spoilers for S1 though! ) including some quotes that I randomly thought of.

Anyway, first and foremost "He isn't the only brother who tried to kill MC. He's just the only one who succeeded." While correct, and I love op for that, I do wanna expand on this thought a bit more. Specifically the "he's just the only one who succeeded" bit.

Both the demon brothers, daivolo, and barbatos have collectively done things that have either harmed MC, nearly harmed MC, or verbally harmed MC. Belphegor, I feel like, is the one who catches the brunt of it because, unlike every else, he's the only one who's actions actually got expanded on.

"You sure are my first alright."

Mammon had a habit of outright berateing and actively threatening MC over the first few lessons of S1. This behavior also comes along with having a bit of a bad habit of, wether purposefully or not, putting MC in the line of danger. For example, not protecting MC while at RAD [ s1 - L2-2 ], Putting MC in the line of fire of an angry brother [ both Leviathan and Beelzebub ], or even threatening to eat MC pre tsundere Era [ s1 - L2-12 + L3-2 ]. And none of this ever really gets addressed [ aside from the one of joke in the Halloween event from 2020 ], even if it could've made some really good angst fodder but that's a story for another day.

"What does you being an otaku have to do with your guilt tripping?"

Leviathan has the infamous "hard-core gamer" moment from the tsl contest, but he too manipulated MC for his own gain and also insulted them multiple times aswell. For example, Mammons entire pact arc. From the moment he met MC up till then he actively uses MC for his own gain to get his money back, even forcing both MC and Mammon into a pact to do so. Even ignoring the whole "normie" nickname, he too uses the term "human" as an insult multiple time during all of this [ s1 - L1 - 10 through L4 - 6 ]. He too threatens to eat MC, even admitting that he was going to it until he remembered Lucifer would get mad [ S1 - L4 - 6 ]. This never get addressed, like at all.

"You make hating Lucifer and loving cats seem like your only personality traits."

Satan too has his infamous tantrum throwing moment where he nearly murks MC because of no pact, but he mainly was really indifferent towards MC. He really showed no interest until his arc, and although he doesn't automatically hate MC on sight, he does sometimes use "human" as an insult and attempts to use his power to "assert dominance" over MC [ S1 L9 - 7 ] ( sounds familiar ). Although, this doesn't really last long nor does it ever happen again, it never really gets addressed again either. Unless the whole "you helped me moment" was him addressing it, then maybe.

"And how do you expect me to love someone who can barely stand himself when it comes to anything that's not physical?"

Asmo, similar to Mammon, never outright tries to kill MC. However, he drags them into a painting during the retreat and does use them for entertainment at times ( or his entire pact arc ). During the retreat the entire reason he has MC go to take a picture of Lucifer is just to have them "prove that they're worthy", He dragged MC into the painting simply because he could, and attempts to charm MC both when meeting them and during the retreat [ S1 - L8 - 6 ]. He never really makes it apparent when he uses "human" as an insult, but it does happen even if not as often as the others [ S1 - L8 - 6 ]. This never really gets addressed either.

"Since when did you ever give a damn about me."

Beelzebub, similar to asmo, never outright tries to kill MC. And, similar to Satan, he's mainly indifferent to MC until they tell him about Belphegor. However, similar to Mammon, he does sometimes do things that puts MC in harms way and nearly always puts Belphegor first. He has his infamous hulk 4 pudding moment, however he also has threatened to eat MC and is one of the only brothers who feels bad for BELPHEGOR after the whole attic incident. The only thing about this that really gets addressed is the pudding thing.

"What's one humans life for the sake of your hopes and dreams, am I right?"

Daivolo, though he never uses "human" as an insult or outright tries to kill MC, he too has his fair share of "asserting dominance" moments [ S1 - L13 - 14 ] and he put MC in both harms and deaths way. For example he "wanted MC to prove they could be a representative for the human realm." And so, he sent them off to the attic [ S1 - L15 - 14 ]. He also admits the thinking MC was gonna get hurt or worse but let it go on the off chance that they didn't [ S1 - L20 - 17 ]. He also tends to switch up the rules for his own benefit, but that too is a story for another day. This, as normal, never gets addressed.

"Is that how you convince yourself that you lack free will? That you didn't make that choice to send me there?"

Barbatos, similar to Daivolo, never uses human as an insult nor does he outright kill MC. And similar to both Beelzebub and Satan, he's mainly indifferent towards MC and only interacts with them rarely. However, he too, puts MC in deaths way and then traps them in said timeline where they just got murked [ S1 - L16 - 17 through 19 ]. Do I even need to say it by now?

"I want you to admit that everything you did to me, was for nothing."

And last but not least, Lucifer. Yeah no, he blatantly tries to harm and kill MC, use human as an insult, threatens MC on multiple occasions, and has his own "assert dominance" all throughout season 1. He threatens them with tea, threatens them after they go up the stairs, knocks them out in the tomb, apologies then threatens them, crushes their hand at the retreat, and nearly kills them when finding out about Belphegor. All while trying to protect his brothers, against the "weak and lowly human, without a choice" [ S1 - L6 - 6 ]. The only thing that really gets addressed is the knock out, but even then that was.... somthin.

This isn't ment to be a "aha gotcha" moment, instead it's ment to point out that Belphegor technically isn't the only one who succeeded. He's just the only one who killed them. The rest still did the exact same things he did, threaten them, use human as an insult, manipulate them, and harm them, even if it was for their own reasons and morals. They still did it. And so did MC. Belphegor is just the only one who's actions came back to bite him, everyone else still succeeded in doing the exact same things he did, just without repercussions or it ever being addressed.

But demons will be demons.

I don't know what to add to this, but 👍👍 I applaud you for doing all this research Anon

#omswd #om! brothers #om! side characters #om! dateables #om! mc #rainiianswers

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