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apocalypseornaw · 6 months

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Love You Better (Pt 2/5)

Dean Winchester x Reader

After a successful Djinn hunt Dean starts to pull away from you but you have no idea why and he won't tell you either

Sam had ended up taking the backseat of the impala so you were curled up in the passenger seat, Dean's jacket over you like a blanket as you pretended to sleep so he would continue singing lightly along with the radio. When Dean wasn't being goofy he had an amazing singing voice even if he rarely showed it.

You'd probably been on the road a few hours when you felt the car slow and Dean reached over to tap your leg "Y/N you wanna quit pretending to sleep and walk in the gas station with me?" You opened one eye and grinned "I wasn't pretending" he shook his head but laughed "Next time? Don't smile when I sing along with your favorite songs" you pushed his jacket off then shrugged "Sing more often for me and I wouldn't have to pretend" he rolled his eyes then raised his voice slightly to say "Sammy! Want anything?"

Sam stirred from his sleep and rubbed his eyes "Bottle of water?" You turned to look back at him and laughed, his hair was a little wild "My brush is in the top of my go bag Sam. Feel free to use it"

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Dean watched you as you looked over the water bottles, talking to yourself about the different prices versus the taste of the water. How the hell could you doing something so damn mundane make his heart flip?

He was so damn in love with you but hadn't said those words yet. He hoped you knew, hoped his actions spoke loud enough but knew he needed to tell you he just didn't know how. You stopped mid rant and glanced over at him, a small smile working its way onto your face "Like what ya see Winchester?"

He let his eyes flick across your body appreciatively before smiling himself "Very much sweetheart" you laughed and motioned to the water on the top shelf "Good, so that means you won't pick on me cause I can't reach the top shelf" he laughed and grabbed two of the bottles you pointed to "There ya go beautiful" you smiled "Thank you"

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Once the three of you got back on the road you felt a small knot in your stomach grow. Dean and Jax had always gotten along before so you shouldn't have nothing to worry about but if the roles were reversed and Lisa was a hunter and you were helping her? It'd be awkward as hell.

You shook the nerves off when Sam drew you into talking about a book you'd both read. It would be fine, right?

Normally when the three of you would be meeting another hunter it would be at some cheap motel but instead you were meeting Jax at his garage.

He'd opened the garage a couple years back in Austin and had a small place nearby. He had managed to find a balance not a lot of hunters had, an actual means of income and a normal house while still hunting.

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Dean cut his eyes at you as he pulled into the parking lot of the garage. You'd dozed off a few miles back and him nor Sam had wanted to wake you up but now they didn't have a choice. He glanced back at Sam who shrugged so he leaned over and gently shook your arm "Wake up sleeping beauty we're here"

You slowly opened your eyes at smiled at him "How long was I asleep?" He shrugged "An hour or so" you nodded and ran a hand over your hair to smoothe it down. "Ok then. Let's see what Jax has and then get to work"

He watched as you climbed out the impala and stretched. He wasn't jealous, not at all.

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Sam walked in first then Dean held the door open for you and walked in behind you. You glanced around at the office area you were in. There was a small desk that had a desktop computer sitting on it and a few filing cabinets. It was a simple area but decorated just enough to make it have personality. It fit Jax well.

You felt Dean's arm slip around your waist about the time you heard Jax's voice. He walked around the corner with his phone to his ear and smiled when he saw the three of you. He was about Dean's height, dark hair that he'd always kept cut short and blue eyes. From the looks of it he hadn't shaved in a few days because the stubble along his jaw was leaning closer to a beard.

He finished the phone call and nodded towards you "Thanks for coming" you smiled "Of course. So what's the case Barlowe?" He motioned towards the door "Let me flip the sign and close for the day then if you want yall can follow me to my place and i can catch ya up" "Sounds good" Dean spoke from behind you and Jax nodded "Give me five"

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Dean stood between you and Sam as the three of you looked over the files Jax had on the case at hand. There was about half a dozen missing in Brushy Creek, a town about twenty miles from Austin and Jax had narrowed down the possible locations to about three warehouses.

"Seems simple enough" You spoke glancing from Dean to Jax. Both of them nodded before saying damn near in unison "Yeah but when is hunting ever simple" you cut your eyes at Sam who raised an eyebrow before saying "Should we get the lamb's blood here or there?" Jax tapped a place on the map "Here, there's a Butcher halfway we can get it from"

The plan was that Sam would go with Jax to clear one warehouse, you'd go with Dean then if both proved to be a bust the four of you would check the last one together.

You reached your left hand out to touch Dean's side as the two of you checked the warehouse. So far it had been empty. A part of you had hoped the first two warehouses would be it, kill the damn thing then grab a motel room and rest then head home come morning.

So far Dean hadn't said anything about Jax. You weren't expecting much but a part of you was wondering why. If roles were reversed.. no you couldn't be distracted.

A noise creaked somewhere in the warehouse and you spun towards it only to see a possum run across the floor. You let out a laugh "A freakin possum"

Dean reached out and pulled you closer to him "I think we caught a bust, there's one office left. We'll check it then call Sam and Jax to see how their end is" you nodded, falling in step with him.

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You and Dean had just got there to meet Sam and Jax at the last warehouse. Good news was having four competent hunters, bad news was the last warehouse was absolutely fucking huge. The damn thing had three floors.

You looked over at Dean before getting out of the car. He smiled "Kiss for luck?" You leaned over and when your lips met you damn near melted against him. He always had that damn ability to make you forget your worries. When you pulled back he smiled "Let's get two rooms instead of one" you shook your head with a laugh "Save people first, take me to bed later"

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Somehow the four of you had gotten separated. You were on the same floor with Sam while Dean was one floor up and Jax was on the highest floor. Sam cut his eyes at you "You good?" You nodded "Yeah every woman's dream is to be hunting monsters with her boyfriend and her ex" Sam laughed and started to say something but then you heard Jax holler "DEAN LOOK OUT"

You and Sam looked at each other then took off running. By the time you two made it up to the second floor you were met with Dean down with one Djinn touching his face and Jax soon to follow since the other Djinns hand was going towards his face "HEY UGLY!" You hollered and both Djinn looked at you "Fuck, Sam some help?"

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Sam ran to stab the Djinn over Jax so you ran towards Dean. The Djinn spun on you and you flipped your knife up "He's mine asshole" You threw the knife and caught him dead in the throat. When he went down you ran over and snatched it out then slammed it down into his heart.

Once he was dead you slid to Dean's side "Come on baby. Please wake up. WAKE UP!" Jax and Sam ran over and Jax handed you a vial "It's smelling salts. It'll bring him around"

You snapped the small vial and held it under Dean's nose. Once he inhaled his eyes flew open. "What the hell?" You let out a sigh of relief and let your head fall over onto his chest "You're ok. Thank God, you're ok" he touched your head gently "They dead?" Jax chuckled behind you "They're dead man"

Sam had gone with Jax to a local bar after the four of you made sure the vics had been taken to the hospital so that left only you and Dean at the motel. You'd been expecting him to want to finish what he started earlier but so far he'd damn near been avoiding touch.

He hadn't gotten in the shower with you and when he got out the shower himself he was awful quiet. You were sitting cross legged in the center of the bed watching him as he messed around in his duffle.

"Dean, are you ok?" You finally asked and he glanced up but his eyes still had that far away look "Yeah sweetheart. I'm just tired" you patted the bed next to you "Come on then"

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Dean wanted to talk to you, wanted to tell you the fucking world he'd been thrown into when that Djinn had poisoned him. All in all it was only about twenty minutes real world but with Djinn the timeline was always skewed. The way you looked at him as he climbed into bed next to you, he couldn't start that conversation. He loved you, he really did but fuck did he deserve you?

When you curled up next to him placing a gentle kiss on his chest he smiled despite himself. He wanted you, wanted a future with you but that damn dream world had confirmed what he'd already known. You made a mistake choosing him.

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spacelazarwolf · 7 months

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hmmmmmmm i’m real fucking tired of jew haters lying abt me!

let's break this down, shall we?

white trans mascs like spacelazarwolf have no issue calling indigenous people "bone chillingly disturbing" for disagreeing with them.

actually i called what you said antisemitic, because it was. i called what i've witnessed from gentiles in general bone-chillingly disturbing and cruel, and that i've witnessed so much ignorance, hostility, and bloodlust from gentiles. because i keep seeing posts celebrating the massacre that happened on the 7th, and i keep getting anons that tell me "hitler missed one", "the world would be better off without your ilk", "we should have gotten rid of you all ages ago", "die zionists rats *nose emoji*", and a lot of very graphic descriptions of how they would like to rape and kill me. one user, blatantly on their blog, openly said that someone should kill me, and someone said they knew where i lived and could make that happen. that's not disagreeing with me. that is bloodlust.

they pretend to care about racism when trans women engage in it, but have zero issue jumping right to demonic stereotypes about indigenous people who dare to point out that their support of israel is supporting genocide.

hey asshole. I WASN'T TALKING ABOUT YOU.

also. I HAVE BEEN OPEN ABOUT MY CRITICISM OF ISRAEL, MY REFUSAL TO SUPPORT IT AS A STATE, AND MY BELIEF THAT WHAT THEY'RE DOING IS GENOCIDE. YOU FUCKING IDIOT.

literally just blatantly lying about a jew's opinion on israel so you can harass and demonize them is, i hate to tell you, antisemitic.

these so called "anti-semitic rants" were me saying jewish people can survive without israel and do not need to colonize or genocide another group of people to survive.

let's give some of the highlights of your posts:

"while you're here hand-wringing about the safety of israelis and spreading the white supremacist lie that they must be in israel to be safe, israel secured its continued existence by just now murdering 500+ parients and doctors under the excuse of 'well hamas is violent and is hiding in there"

'handwringing' do you mean mourning the deaths of peace activists and children? also if you've read literally any of my other posts on the matter, you know i literally talk about how zionists institutions and leadership use jewish safety and antisemitism in the diaspora to bolster support for a jewish state. pointing this out isn't agreeing with it when you do it, why is it when i do it? what could the difference possibly be??

also, there has been no confirmation on who caused the hospital bombing. there are many reports that it was a misfire by one of the groups in gaza, and those are still being investigated. regardless of who fired it, it's still a tragedy. it's still hundreds of innocent lives lost. and it does not change the fact that the lives lost on the 7th were also a tragedy. using this devastating loss of palestinian life as a bludgeon against a diaspora jew for having the audacity to mourn dead jews is disgusting.

"[you] only bring up jewish people of color to argue that israel is actually not a racist project because israel is the only thing stopping jewish people from being exterminated."

literally just lying.

"jewish people in israel are behaving as and acting as white supremacist colonizers of color"

thanks for literally just outright saying that you think the problem is jews, not the state of israel.

"colonizers globally are constantly killing kids"

and therefore the israeli children who died don't matter? are you expecting jewish people to choose between their nieces and nephews and innocent palestinian children who are killed in gaza?

"[spacelazarwolf has] ranted and raved that without israel existing, the jewish people would be genocided. he's appropriated the struggle of indigenous and black people abroad to cry that jewish people aren't welcome in countries like the us, despite living in the us and benefiting from his whiteness and the oppression of indigenous and black people as many other white jewish people do"

i think you've made it pretty clear you're totally fine lying about what i've actually said regarding israel, but the idea that jews are "appropriating the struggle of indigenous and black people abroad" when we talk about experiencing antisemitism in the countries we live in is so???????????? also you make it really clear in this snippet that your issue isn't with israel but with jews in general.

"white jewish people...have been able to exist in relative safety for decades in european countries"

are you actually fucking insane.

"israel's existence has made things more dangerous for jewish people in the middle east and north africa because these are areas that HISTORICALLY had co-existence between religious groups"

nice historical revisionism! swana was safer than christian countries for sure, but it's SO clear to me that you know absolutely nothing about the history of the jews of swana.

"he and israel supporters like him are constantly distracting from the war crimes and terrorism ISRAEL IS COMMITTING by handwringing perpetually about 'but violence is bad and hamas is bad for being violent, the only good palestinians are the ones that are quiet and don't fight back against us when we kill their kids"

sorry, who's "we"? are diaspora jews killing kids? or do you just equate every single jew in the diaspora to israel? also, yet more blatantly lying and claiming i support israel when i repeatedly have stated i haven't! but it's much more convenient to claim i have, because then you can say that i kill kids!

there's a bunch of other times you repeat the lie that i support israel and "advocate for the continued existence of a settler colonizer state and lying and claiming it's the only way for jewish people to be safe" but i won't include all of those bc this post would be VERY long.

"israel supporters are really out here arguing that palestinians need to hold hands with their genociders and forgive them and find peace - completely ignoring that for centuries there was peace between religious groups in the region and israel destroyed it"

goyim being embarrassingly ignorant of jewish history outside of a warped view of the holocaust? i am shocked!

"the supposed civilians attacked turned out to be iof soldiers so yeah actually it's fucked for you to say. they shouldn't attack people who colonize and massacre palestinian people for their day job"

blatantly supporting the massacre of 1,300 israelis, including children.

"all they can do is fight back or die, while israelis grab their passport and fly back to the us or some other european country and wait for israel to finish their genocide so they can go back"

feel like i don't need to explain why. this is conspiracy theory levels of antisemitic.

"the crying and bellyaching that if the jewish people don't have israel, they'll have to go back to countries that are hostile to them is not one i have sympathy for"

yeah we know you don't have sympathy for jews, that's very clear.

"jewish people, black people, and indigenous people all still live there and survive and fight back and thrive in solidarity together. and they DON'T participate in genocide against other groups of people"

yet again making the blatant assertion that it is JEWS who are committing genocide, and not the israeli government. also let's not pretend that. there's always been perfect solidarity between our communities. jews have not always been the best allies to indigenous people and black people, and vice versa.

"there are other places to turn to if you had any interest in NOT participating in western hegemonic white supremacy. but instead of staying and fighting and existing and thriving with other marginalized people who are at HIGHER risk than you in these countries, you argue that somehow jewish people should be exempt from this work that every other marginalized community does"

shouldn't have to point out that i don't argue that, but also this is, again, conspiracy theory levels of fucked up.

"bonkers to watch israel-supporters screaming and crying that if they don't colonize and genocide palestinians then jewish people can't safely exist"

yikes.

"if it were remotely true, israelis wouldn't have pulled out their dual citizenship passports and gone back to europe and the us to wait at a distance for their government to finish the genocide they started in 1948"

again, yikes.

there is a choice outside colonization - you can just fucking leave and go back to your home countries that are welcoming you with open arms cuz you still have dual citizenship. you don't have to commit genocide colonize people to exist."

more yikes.

"spacelazarwolf really wants to try and argue that they can't stop colonizing palestine cuz if they do, they have to go back to - checks notes - countries where a ton of people still live"

who is "they"?

"for some reason [spacelazarwolf] thinks that to avoid going through [genocide], jewish people need to be allowed to commit genocide themselves and eradicate palestinians"

once again lying abt me, and also openly saying that they believe it is jews who are committing genocide.

"fucking bonkers that he thinks he somehow has the right to commit genocide and colonize to avoid the situation other jewish people, indigenous people, and black people worldwide find themselves in. cowardly bitch baby behavior actually. like i'm sorry lots of other groups of colonized people, who have been subject to genocide and violence, and racism and are still undergoing it, has managed to NOT colonize other groups of people for their own gain."

bc jews are just inherently more evil than other marginalized ppl, right? we're just more prone to being selfish and hurting people? we're just sniveling whiny bitch babies who will turn around and stab you in the back, right?

"screaming and crying that 'we need to be allowed to genocide palestinians or otherwise we have to go back to the us, where we as white jewish people never have to actually deal with the things indigenous and black people there do' is disgusting genocidal behavior. the thought of actually being in solidarity with colonized people is repulsive to people like spacelazarwolf - that's why they all seek to justify colonial projects instead."

again, conspiracy theory levels of fucked.

at no point do i engage in anti-semitism. all i ever criticize is israel.

don't feel like i need to point out that this is not true.

he has repeatedly stated that israel has to exist, otherwise jewish people have to go back to the us, where indigenous people are being genocided.

cool lie! also fucked up thing to say!

i've said nothing about jewish pain and trauma. in fact, i have said on numerous occasions that jewish pain and trauma are very real and that they DO NOT justify. colonization.

mmmmmmmmmm nah. "whiny little bitch babies" is not saying that "jewish pain and trauma are very real." also oops you accidentally did dual loyalty again.

but spacelazarwolf is so rabidly racist he immediately began fearmongering about the bloodlust savage knocking at his door trying to kill him.

i'm on desktop or i would include that mike wazowski standing meme bc genuinely what the fuck.

anyway, i have no doubt that their support palestinians is genuine. that's great. but it is also incredibly clear that they hate jews, and that is going to be a huge detriment to their activism for palestinians, and they're not the only one this is happening with. people need to figure that shit out on their own instead of harassing and lying about jews online and perpetuating this kind of violently antisemitic rhetoric. bc this is like beyond fucked. i am tired of gentiles blatantly lying abt me so they can get away with saying horrendously antisemitic things to and about me. get your fucking shit together.

#i/p

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lollytea · 7 months

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And when Willow’s actually ready for a relationship? Oh, Hunter doesn’t know what to do with himself. He’s been so ready for so long but now it’s actually happening and it’s taking all his energy not to go absolutely ballistic to instead be like “oh awesome can I have a hug?”

[Refering to situationship]

Agsvdhbk Willow's decision was a very spur of the moment thing. At some point, she just could not take this anymore. She wanted him and she had him but it still felt like there was so much she couldn't do until she asked.

Hunter didn't catch on to the build up, so it was all very sudden. It threw him off balance. And now suddenly all these months of boldness with initiating affection and straightforwardness about wanting a real relationship all goes flying the window and it's like they're back in Camila's house again. Back in their usual wavering dance, where she flirts loudly and he blushes quietly. It's only until the initial shock wears off but it still packs a wallop. Like getting hit with a mallet.

The moment she says it, he goes very still. Like a prey animal. Eyes blown wide. Even his nose twitches like a nervous rabbit. And then there's an abrupt flash of gold light and Willow can't hold back her laughter as her brand new boyfriend (!!!!) is literally bouncing off the walls like a rogue pinball.

And then all at once, it stops, and he's once again standing in front of her. He straightens himself out, clearing his throat with all the dignity he can muster.

Willow politely does not acknowledge that just happened. He still gets a little embarrassed about his involuntary flash zoomies. She thinks it is one of the most adorable things he does, and she's really struggling to not just grab him and smooch all the life and soul out of him. She's already buzzing with her own excitable quirks. She doesn't notice her butt is doing that damn ridiculous waggle and her feet are pattering anxiously until Hunter manages to find his words.

"Awesome," He says with an attempt at polite nonchalance. He sounds like his vocal chords are being held together with nothing but patches and prayers.

"Can..." He chokes on his sentence and then pretends he didn't. "Can I have a hug?"

Willow's jittering nerves cause her relieved exhale to shake. They've gotten lost in hugs so many times that the grooves and curves of their bodies may have altered just to better cradle the shape of the other person. Hugging Hunter is safe. It's familiar. And at a time like this, when she's willingly jumbling her life around and turning everything upside down just because she's utterly obsessed with him, hugging Hunter is such a welcome invitation.

Her hugs have always been too tight. They're of the bone snapping variety. Uncomfortable to some, soothing to others. Hunter is the latter, thank Titan.

They sink into each other. And for a moment, everything is still. Everything but Willow. She can feel herself wiggling. She's over the moon. She's over the sun. She's over every stupid planet in Hunter's space book.

"Okay, I-I gotta...." Says Hunter breathlessly, arms still looped around her.

Willow peers up at him, her stomach already pooling with warmth from the sight of his twitchy smile and glowing red ears.

"I gotta, well, I-...this is. I have a lot to say and I've been waiting to say it." He is continuing, even when it seems like every word is strenuous. "About you. About how I think you're so--I mean, well when I'm with you, I feel-!! Lemme start over,"

Willow tilts her head as she watches him babble, drinking this up like she's trying to get drunk on it.

Hunter inhales, deep and steadying. Then he blurts out "I just want you to know that I--!" only to stagger to a halt when he meets her eyes. The corner of his mouth tries to tug itself upwards. There's a second of resistance, before all of his battle readiness melts into a wide dizzy smile.

"Stop that," He says to her. "Stop that and let me talk,"

Genuinely confused, Willow's smile widens and she finds that her facial muscles won't let her smile any wider. "Stop what?"

"Looking at me like that!"

"How am I looking at you?"

"You know!"

"I really don't," Willow says through a spurt of laughter.

But now he's pointed out that she's looking at him a certain way, she can easily imagine how.

These last few months, he's been looking at her with a kind of soft honest lovesickness that made her bones melt. When she made the mistake of glancing his way and getting caught under his gaze with his eyes burning like that, it became impossible for her to operate as a normal person. She had been all giggles and air.

If she's currently looking at him with any ounce of the power his expression had held, no wonder Hunter is fumbling so bad.

"How am I looking at you?" She repeats, snaking her loose arms a little tighter around his waist.

He loves getting his waist hugged.

It is like being back in Camila's house. When Willow knows she's doing something he likes and she keeps experimenting with combinations (e.g. touching his inner forearm and telling him he's really smart at the same time), just to see how flushed his face can get.

It takes him a moment to formulate an answer. The waist hugging certainly isn't helping him find his words any faster. She sees the way his eyes briefly widen as he feels the squeeze around his midsection. His fingers are on her shoulders and they're worrying the material of her shirt.

Hunter's smile is only getting worse. Wider. Wilder. The limitations of facial muscles simply did not correlate with the volume of emotion that Hunter was capable of.

"Like you like me," He says simply, looking both mortified and elated, that huge grin never faltering. He stared fixated on her collarbone, unprepared to look into her eyes again. "You're looking at me like you like me and it's...it's a lot..."

"I'm a lot," Replies Willow breezily.

"I know..." He mumbles.

Another squeeze around the waist. "And I do like you,"

A panicky giggle falls out of him. His eyes are shyly flicking to hers for brief intervals, as though he's adjusting to the intensity. "I know..."

He does adjust. With time, he's making himself perfectly at home under the light of her hopelessly infatuated eyes, while she is likewise learning to exist under his.

He gets his words out too. And he managed to spit them all out with only minimal stammering, even while Willow continued to have the audacity to look at her boyfriend like she likes him.

#huntlow #literally no rhyme or reason to writing this lil thing #i just woke up today missing huntlow #(*never takes a break from them ever*)

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colourstreakgryffin · 9 months

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scratch that lamia Obanai request cause I got a better one. Platonic yandere lamia Obanai with a darling reader who absolutely fucking LOVES snakes.

Fuck yes, let’s goooo! My lovely danger noodle~! Now he is a actual danger noodle! Obi~!

Yandere! Platonic! KNY Hashira Scenarios: Naga! Iguro Obanai

Obanai always scared humans away, when one would cross him. Hissing and whipping his mighty tail as he could never associate with humans, they’re all cowards and hate anything slightly different. His nasty opinion on humans change when he meets you

Somebody who didn’t run away or scream. Somebody who played with his black and white striped serpentine tail, whilst asking how it came to be. He is very confused but he doesn’t bother scaring you off as he just watches you stroke his tail, wonder and amazement crashing on him like a waterfall

Obanai falls in love with you in a instant and he just can’t be away from you, you live in his mind rent free. Obanai is grumpy and irritated when you aren’t before him and when you return to chat with him, his world brightens up again. You’ve taken his heart, please look after it

Obanai is a very scary Yandere, both platonic and romantic. His growing obsession over you is to keep you as his friend, keep you loving him and his snakely attributes so you’ll avoid other humans. They can’t do what he can do! And he doesn’t mind getting a bit violent to get what he wants

Obanai definitely not above taking his rivals’ lives away. In-fact, he will happily kill every other friend you have so you end up alone and desperate for friendship. Obanai tracks down his enemies and chokes them out with his tail, threatening them and roaring that they will die before they even look at you again

And yes. Every human he tracks down, never comes back as he either snaps their neck or tears out their vital organs. He won’t bring back the body, but he hides them from you as to avoid making you scared of him

Obanai stalks you all the time when you aren’t right besides him and chatting away. He needs to know everything he possibly can to use to make you fall deeper in passionate love for him so you won’t stop being his friend and admiring his snake frame. It’s all means to keep you as his and make him you’re only friend

Obanai coils himself around you and holds you in the bundle of his tail when you proclaim you’re tired. It’s not that warm, but it’s tall enough to act as a bed and when you fall asleep, his heart leaps for the skies. You like him a lot, you just must!

Obanai isn’t use to praise at all. He just thought of himself as morbidly hideous for his Naga anatomy and disgusting face scars but you never care about that. You like him and his Naga anatomy a lot, since you always say you love snakes. He plays a lot into being a snake

Obanai‘s acting has gotten a lot better as he has to pretend somebody else is after you, when it’s actually him, who is behind the curtain and pulling the strings to take away everybody who loves you. But he’d rather die then let you know that and try run away from him

Even Platonic! Obanai is as possessive, obsessive and delusional, just like his usual Yandere self. He genuinely believes he is entitled to you since you accepted him and you let him live with you, and he clings onto you anytime he is with you in public. He doesn’t usually go out but when he does, he is pulling you away from people with half-ass excuses

Obanai will eventually kidnap you and take you to his burrow, away from humanity. Sure, he isn’t in love with you in that way, his love is platonic but it’s so powerful that he doesn’t want to find a mate or any of the sorts. He just wants you to stay his friend forever and he curls himself around you, hugging you as you sob in fear

You were completely tricked and it hurt. Obanai seemed like a sweet shy Naga who just needed friends. No, he is a sick obsessed psycho who has forced you into a cave, against your will. He broke your heart but his delusion-fucked mind won’t recognise that, convinced you are relieved that it’s just you two now

“Dokusha. You can barely walk, allow me to help, you’re exhausted. What? No. I can pick you up, I have the strength to. Plus, you weigh like the sweetest gentle leaves— I mean, you weigh nothing!”

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whoiwanttoday · 7 months

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I sorta wanted to save this post for tomorrow because I promise you these three won Halloween> They are basically the queens of Halloween by keeping it in their hearts all year round as far as I can tell. Halloween is a magic time of the year for those of us who care about it. On one hand, I can watch horror movies and not get the weird looks I do the rest of the year. Instead when I reveal I plan to spend the entire weekend with a bunch of friends watching horror movies and eating junk food people tell me how cool that is. In April I promise you that would nto be the reaction. You also get to play dress up which is just fun. You get to see everyone else play dress up. Just people are less uptight because it's a holiday with no actual significance to anyone other than you're supposed to have fun. There si no real baggage from religion or family drama cause it isn't one of those holidays. It's just that one where you got free candy as a kid and got to pretend you were a ninja or a princess. It's kind of hard to poison that. But if you didn't notice, friends come up a lot in this. Because it's not a family holiday, it's a friend one. You went trick or treating with friends. You watched scary movies with friends. Maybe you TPed someone's house with friends. I have a lot of Halloween memories and most of them involve my friends. Us on the basement floor splitting up candy. Us devising the perfect costume for that last year where we could carry extra masks in our bags, swap them around and then go back to hit the best houses again fro more of the good candy. Staying up late watching horror movies after trick or treating. Good stuff. So, I love that these three don't just put in a lot of effort into their costumes but they have the dedicating to group costumes. It elevates everything If I were to pick just one person this year it would be Lili Reinhart because she looks phenomenal in that Harley Quinn costume. The thing is though, it's so much better because Poison Ivy and Catwoman are there. I didn't even love the Gotham Sirens comic but you know what, they are a matched set now because of it and it makes for a stronger costume. And that goes with all their old costumes. A Powerpuff Girl is just a brightly colored dress. all three is amazing. One of the witches from Hocus Pocus? People might not even know who you are. All three? Dynamite costume. Cause all that ill gotten candy? Those full sized snickers bars we got three of because we were greedy little assholes? It tasted so much better cause I got it with my friends. So they won Halloween but I am not waiting to post them because who knows what tomorrow will bring. Maybe I'll just post them again. Today I want to fuck Camila Mendes, Lili Reinhart, and Madelaine Petsch.

#Camila Mendes #Madelaine Petsch #Lili Reinhart #brunette #redhead #blonde #Actress #whoiwanttofucktoday

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antianakin · 4 months

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What would Sabine be like if she had fallen to the dark side and became a Sith?

This is a little bit of a weird question because I requires I pretend Sabine is actually Force sensitive and even CAPABLE of becoming a Sith which means looking more at her character in the Ahsoka show which I personally find to be wildly OUT of character.

The short answer is that the Sabine I consider to be the REAL Sabine, the BETTER Sabine, just quite simply doesn't have the ability to "become a Sith" because she isn't Force sensitive at all.

The less satisfying answer is to look at the Ahsoka show and what they did with her and say that, given all the fucking parallels they made between Sabine and Anakin that Sabine would likely end up looking a LOT like Anakin if she became a Sith. Or Kylo Ren, perhaps, constantly trying to measure up to a different Sith she's glorifying despite the fact in terms of sheer power she'll NEVER measure up and that constantly fucks with her head and shaves off little pieces of her every time she thinks about it. Oh man, there's a weird AU. The only "official Sith" I know about that's around at this point in the timeline is SNOKE, so like... an AU where Snoke ends up finding and brainwashing Sabine instead of Ben Solo and THAT'S why she's acting so fucking awful in the Ahsoka show, she's being slowly poisoned by the Dark side now that she's starting to touch the Force and is consumed by her own grief and anger, a perfect target for Snoke to take on as his apprentice. Guess I saved Ben Solo and Luke's Jedi in this AU haha. Lol get wrecked evil Sabine, Finn and Rey will EAT HER ALIVE.

But what I THINK you're asking is like... if Sabine were still in character and somehow also Force sensitive, what would happen if she were somehow pushed far enough to go evil and become a Sith. Which is hard, because I don't believe for a moment that Kanan would just ignore or not notice that Sabine was Force sensitive given how quickly he figures it out with Ezra. Which means, while you can go a little ways through Sabine's backstory without the Force sensitivity changing all that much, once Kanan gets involved, everything changes. Now Kanan HAS a student he's already trying to teach before he even MEETS Ezra, which means he's likely gone through a lot of his own journey as a teacher with Sabine instead of going through it with Ezra. Unless of course we presume Sabine refuses getting taught at all for whatever reason and then gets jealous when Ezra comes on and says yes to the training she rejected, which is what pushes her to darkness.

But I actually LIKE Sabine in Rebels, I LIKE the arc she goes on where she learns to face her fears and be merciful and patient and compassionate even towards those who have done her harm. So even if I put her in a situation where she IS Force sensitive and rejected Kanan's training and starts getting jealous of it all, I have a hard time believing it would push her enough to cause her to go full Dark side rather than a scenario where the rest of the Ghost crew realize she's struggling and work with her to help her figure out the real underlying issue so she can get better. And I dunno maybe she DOES accept Kanan's training this time and she and Ezra just end up training TOGETHER. Maybe she ultimately recognizes she doesn't truly want to be a Jedi, but she does want to know how to use these abilities so she has some extra tools in her belt when fighting the Empire. And of course then all of the parallels with Tarre Viszla and the Darksaber become even MORE stark if she's legitimately Force sensitive and gotten more literal Jedi training.

So I dunno, if I'm going to push Sabine into the dark I feel like I have to go back to prior to her meeting the Ghost crew and say that the Empire somehow figures out she's Force sensitive while at the Imperial Academy and she gets thrown to Vader and the Inquisitors while very young and she ends up one of the Inquisitors chasing down the Ghost crew or something. I can't imagine she'd end up feeling all that much different from the other Inquisitors we meet though: angry, cruel, competitive. She's not special, she's just broken.

So yeah, I feel like I can't take true canon Sabine from her days in the Ghost crew and make her go dark. We see her go up against some gnarly stuff, we see her struggle a lot with fears and doubts and pain and loss and overcome it EACH AND EVERY TIME because she does actually RESPOND to the support she gets from the other Ghost crew members and she learns to be better every time. She learns how to trust Hera and be patient, she learns how to be merciful and compassionate to her enemies with Fenn Rau, she learns how to face her fears rather than bottling them up and refusing to acknowledge them with Kanan, and she learns how to make a selfless sacrifice with Ezra. I truly don't see a Force sensitive Sabine somehow being so different that she COULDN'T still overcome those struggles with the same support. Much like with Obi-Wan and a lot of other real Jedi characters, I just don't find it realistic to see this version of Sabine going dark at all, I think it requires breaking her character too much and ignoring too much of what makes her who she is.

#star wars #sabine wren #star wars rebels #anti ahsoka show #ahsoka show critical

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lutawolf · 1 year

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TharnType Ep 6

I know this is a long time coming, guys! I'm sorry. Things came up and Tharntype is not an easy series. It involves really thinking and looking below the surface. There are many layers to the book and the show. And for a while there, I just didn't have the energy.

Onto episode 6. Let's bring the pain episode. To recap, Type is making the change from victim to survivor. But with that change comes triggers and emotional upheaval. Which sadly but naturally has Type trying to get back to what he deemed normal.

We see Type smiling as he communicates back and forth with Fai. Sometimes we lie to ourselves, lie so strongly that even we believe. Yes, I'm back to normal! Yes, I'm happy! At least until something happens to show that we've been lying to ourselves.

We see Tharn telling Type that he knows what type of food he likes. Not because Type has told him, but because Tharn pays attention. This makes Type uncomfortable because it means something to him, and he doesn't want it to. You can see the struggle in the way he asks Tharn what he likes, but then tells him that he only asked one question. Type is struggling to put his walls back up.

What I love is that Tharn can see the small things and take them for the huge growths that they actually are. It's not easy to change guys, especially if it's changing your trauma protection techniques, even if they aren't good for you. Example: women think that they should be nice and friendly to men, that this will protect them. It's actually the opposite, being nice and friendly can often put us in dangerous situations. Things we know better than to do, but we don't want to appear rude and unfriendly or cause upset. But going into a hallway void of anyone but one man and few exits is stupid and dangerous. It should go against our survival instincts, but we've been conditioned to not hurt feelings. What other animal do you know that pretends to like their opposite sex when they feel threatened?

Now, for someone who has learned this lesson the hard way. Defenses are tight, high, and strong. Few people actually understand why, but I would argue that it's actually more naturally than how we are conditioned to behave. I get it, we're humans and social structure dictates friendliness, but at what cost? There has to be a middle ground, and it can be a struggle to find it.

Tharn pays a lot of attention to Type. He knows what he normally behaves like, so he knows that Type is acting out of character. It makes him suspicious. Which he should be concerned, as we find out. Techno lets it slip. There is a huge blow up. Tharn tells Type that he is his, and Type hits him. Now what we have to figure out is if this is a trigger or not. You trigger someone with PTSD and it's dangerous. But Luta, he didn't hit those other people who triggered him! No, he didn't, he said nasty things but didn't hit. But Tharn is becoming Type's safe space and his constant. Those people can be in the most danger when someone with PTSD hasn't yet gotten the help they need. PTSD is emotional confusion with the past and the present. A stranger is easier to differentiate than someone close to you. I'm not saying this is right, I'm just explaining how the snap to violence can happen. It doesn't mean someone who loves us should accept it, it means we need help.

What we see from Tharn is actually pretty common of PTSD partners. More hurt than harm.

Let's talk about the 10 rules for casual relationship: 1) Never get jealous. 2) No emotional involvement. 3) Don't cross the line. 4) Can become exclusive, but not necessarily. 5) Don't share partner with friends. 6) If a partner wants a real relationship but not with you, then don't cause a ruckus. 7) Don't be overly attentive. 8) Both partners can have many lovers. 9) BF/GF is priority. 10) If caught. Game over.

This screams the need for control. Type is feeling out of control right now, and that's something he needs badly. It also says that he doesn't really want a gf, he just wants control back. You see this especially in his talk with Techno because the last thing he wants is for Tharn to get over him.

Tharn really knows Type. He's calling his bluff. Then Type says he isn't coming to his gig, so he thinks he has lost.

I truly love this series, and it's for the raw moments like this. I've talked before about the fact that there are couples who burn bright. Who need the drama because drama has been such a large part of them that they don't know how to live without it. That's this couple. In a normal relationship, Tharn would smoother his partner and Type would constantly be fighting with an outside source. That would traumatize that partner, but together, they are balanced and happy. Maybe they aren't healthy, but relationships are made up of behaviors, and all behaviors can be characterized as healthy, unhealthy, or abusive. However, the behaviors may look different for different people, and what is unhealthy for one person may be abusive or healthy for another.

Type is telling Tharn what happened, and he says, "The slap was nothing compared to what I did to her." I've said it a million times, but Type is actually a very good person. He just isn't perfect. He doesn't fit the moral standards that everyone thinks he should, but that doesn't make him a bad person. He is a person still on the road to growth. As Tharn says, "Type has some self awareness."

A shy Type is adorable. And they are now official.

This moment is everything. It's Type pushing his way out of his comfort zone. Showing Tharn that he is trying.

Giving a protected piece of himself to Tharn. Letting him know that he trusts him. From the way Tharn gulps and says Type's name, it's everything he has ever wanted from Type.

They are far from a perfect couple, but they are perfect for each other.

That's it for episode 6. Drop me some likes and comments to let me know that you want me to keep going! 💜💜💜

#tharntype #tharntype the series #tharntype series #luta talks tharntype

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thecozykirin · 11 days

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DWC Day 1 - Appearance

( Trigger warning below for mentions of health issues! This story was actually inspired by a lot of roleplay encounters I’ve had with Soo-ha from other Pandaren + the fact that mainland culture does appreciate a bigger size based on quest texts! )

@daily-writing-challenge

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Soo-ha hadn’t really been keeping track of how long she had been standing in front of that mirror. All she knew was the areas in the hanfu that her hips could have filled out a little better and how much the sleeves flowed around her arms.

‘She doesn’t even have a belly on her!’

Her ears fell back against her head as she watched her muzzle fall into a frown as she collected as much excess fabric as she could from the back, causing the garment to tightly hug her frame as she brought it in.

Two bunches to get that result.

‘Are you sure she’s not sick?’

Soo-ha knew, for lack of a better word, that she was a runt among her kind. She was small in more ways than one, standing with her head at belly height with most of her kin, save for her husband who she barely made it past his hips but he was a bit of an anomaly himself height wise. Her weight wasn’t anything a human or an elf would call ‘skinny’ but to her people, it was sickly.

Her Baba was always kind.

The adults at the monastery were always concerned.

And the other cubs were both intentionally and unintentionally cruel about it.

Finally, she broke her gaze from the mirror and her eyes glanced around the room until they fell upon the pillows that were haphazardly strewn across their bedding, she really ought to get to work tidying that…Holding the pillow, she gently stretched it until it was at its full length and width. This was her husband’s pillow.

Their words never did much more than nick her, leaving a surface wound akin to a paper cut. However, even paper cuts could quietly fester.

Shuffling her way back to the mirror after glancing anxiously towards the door of the caravan with ears perked and listening for any approaching footfalls, she turned her gaze back to the mirror.

‘What’s a big handsome male doing with a little thing like that?’

Soo-ha had gotten good at pretending not to listen, but she did. She doubted that the merchant even remembered she was there as she made sheep’s eyes at Yasashi.

“I’m shopping with my wife. Now, are you going to tell me how much I owe you or are we going to have to move on?” He had responded, deadpanned and rebuffing her advances.

He always did.

Her husband’s anomaly in stature made him quite attractive to their people.

Unlike her.

Drawing in a soft breath through her nostrils, Soo-ha quickly slipped the pillow beneath the hem of the hanfu, wrapping the length of the pillow around her hips and letting the fabric fall back over her legs.

She had hoped to keep the birth weight from Suzu, she filled out nicely when she was carrying and for a moment, only her height would be commented on in a playful jeer.

But Soo-ha had always struggled to put on weight, let alone keep it.

‘Do you think she’s ill?’

The pillow gave her hips an uneven and lumpy appearance beneath her hanfu, not at all like the perfect curves she’s seen on other Pandaren women.

More worthy Pandaren women.

‘What are you even doing with him?’

‘He deserves better, you know.’

‘Look at you.’

Her reflection grew blobby and misshapen as tears began to brim her eyes, missing the door being open and the gentle, concerned voice that called out to her as her head was under siege with thoughts voices both her own and picked up from strangers.

“Soo-ha.” Yasashi’s paws grasped her shoulder and spun her from the mirror and the small Pandaren released a hard gasp as she was plucked from the misery of her thoughts.

Sensing something wrong, he immediately lowered himself to his knees, paws cupping her face within their warm embrace. “Little bell, what’s wrong?”

Soo-ha’s maw fell agape and her mind scrambled to think of an excuse.

“….What do you have on under your hanfu?”

His question brought a wave of relief over her, a soft breath leaving her through her nostrils as she gently squeezed his paws before signing: ‘Your pillow.’

Yasashi blinked, head canting to the side as his eye narrowed in confusion. “My pillow…?” he recanted, bewildered. “Why?”

The flesh beneath Soo-ha’s fur warmed slightly as her head dipped down, equal parts embarrassment and shame. ‘I wanted…to see how I filled out with it on.’

A moment of silent passed between them before Yasashi pressed further. “Why?”

Soo-ha exhaled, her ears drooping. ‘Because I’m…you know, skinny…’ her nose wrinkled slightly, the words bitter on the tongue despite them coming from her digits. ‘I wanted to see how I would look in it if I was…proper.’

Yasashi scoffed in response. “Proper?”

Soo-ha meekly nodded in response.

“Soo-ha, drop the pillow.”

Her ears perked. Yasashi hardly ever used her name, and when he did it meant the request was serious. Biting down slightly on her bottom lip, she gave her hips a little shimmy and the pillow slid down, plopping onto the floor between them.

“Now spin.”

Soo-ha blinked at the request, giving him a quizzical look.

“Spin.” Yasashi repeated, nodding gently.

Soo-ha did as her mate asked, albeit slowly. Upon coming to a halt, she looked at him expectantly.

“Beautiful.” Was his response, a light smile teasing at his muzzle. “It fits you well.”

His compliment brought a flutter to her heart, as it so often always did. Her smile was weak and weakened further in trepidation once she signed: ‘Don’t you ever wish I was a little…bigger sometimes?’

Leaning forward, Yasashi cradled her face once again within his paws, moving away a strand of hair from her face with his claw. “No.” Their foreheads then touched. “You’re just my size.”

With a weak and quivering chuff, Soo-ha leaned forward into the embrace.

#world of warcraft #daily writing challenge #warcraft oc #thecozykirin #pandaren #short story

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edge-oftheworld · 3 months

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remembering how careful luke was with substances back when they first started out, it is actually heartbreaking that he did end up struggling with addiction. (I feel like we can often stereotype and box artists in, find excuses why they may end up using like it's their fault and if they happen to overdose and die then well, they should've not gotten into it in the first place. i can't shake that moment, in the 10yr podcast i think (don't quote me) he mentions he wasn't even into weed in 2015. just another 19yo aussie getting drunk and pretending to be tough like every other 19yo aussie, way more conservative and cautious in terms of substances than he probably would ever have admitted at the time.) how well he's always seemed to look after himself physically vs how much he'd given up on himself for so long. the fact he's always loved food and yet struggled with eating. actually I think diamonds should break our hearts. so should bloodline and heck, even baby blue. I think we should listen to starting line and be like hey, maybe we should treat our celebrities better. our artists. we all enjoy what they create, tear themselves apart so we don't feel alone in whatever we're experiencing and yet did we ever stop to think, how can we make this system work for everyone? how can we make fame be less deadly?

I think we should look at songs like motion and repeat when we're thinking of, hey, how should we approach this conversation about mental health? especially in the workplace with pressure to perform and take every opportunity lest we miss out on a big break and that's not only in creative industries. STEM can be like that too. and don't get me started on business/finance. we should look at the way we interact with each other--are we creating a space that's safe to feel and be honest with ourselves and each other and breathe enough to do that? or is it 'r u ok' and it's all about feelings and if you feel to numb to even know what you're feeling, then you're probably fine? we're hopefully beyond blaming parents for everything their children go through by now, but if ever we're not, we can listen to mum and see that you can have this beautiful relationship with your parents and still struggle, still blame yourself and be drowning in it and have the best morals around personal responsibility and still in a bad season be able to weaponise them against ourselves sometimes and only see our mistakes. still put on a farce for the world. still fear that people will leave whenever we take that off. are we creating a world where we're free to be ourselves, and I mean all of us? slip away and place in me should break our hearts even more when listened to in context.

and maybe these insights seem obvious to you but how are we really going at living as if this is what we need to be doing as humans? do we really live like we believe none of us are that invincible but at the same time are so, so capable and should be given the chances and accommodations every person, no matter their unique needs, need to really fulfil that (of course without being blamed for their perceived failures)? or are we still being ableist? are we still deciding we have a bar of perceived success for people we see to be 'like us' and feel like everyone else is somehow doomed and unable to succeed and so we don't need to worry about caring for them too? they either have to pretend to live up to our standards or slip into oblivion and shame? don't you see how this, something we often don't realise we're perpetuating, simply causes even more harm?

and maybe this is a lot to be dragging out from one (expertly done) album. or maybe we have someone who's told their story and we'd be foolish not to listen to it, not to think twice about the connotations of what we're seeing. maybe part of beholding this masterpiece is to use a bit of that same overthinking that went into creating it and do something productive with it. because luke's okay. things did get better for him, and he's coping, just like the rest of us. but what about the next young artist who is thrust into stardom from oblivion, who, clinging to music as a lifeline in a chaotic, unpredictable and lonely world, basks in it and chases it so hard without a thought to its dangers. what if they don't have a loving home away from the chaos to return to, and a close knit, unshakeable group of friends going through it with them? I don't get how you can listen to wfttwtaf and not think of this. also, luke didn't need to share any of these things with us. but I bet, in a world of facades and roles to play that others create for us, simplistic and superficial and suffocating, it's a relief to simply be honest. maybe it's just me. maybe he shared it just to get some money from his art, or to help others feel less alone. but either way he did share it. and he did give incredibly vulnerable descriptions of each song (to apple music i believe it was) which he didn't have to do either. but he did and so let's heed the protest intrinsic in it and cultivate that sense of empathy, be respectful and encouraging to him and the band, yes, but also think. if we have a case study on how to protect and better care for young artists and creatives, are we just going to let it entertain us and then do nothing about what we hear? wfttwtaf is a protest album. it might not mean to be. it might be the saddest and least angry one we've heard. it might be pure in that it pulls at our heartstrings and demands nothing from us. so let your impact be that pure and free of demands too and just. be kind. not only to the people you see in person, but everyone who might be impacted by your individual and collective actions--not only kind but smart about what is actually helpful, actually encouraging. it's pretty simple isn't it? or is it just the wild ideas of my intuition?

#tldr wfttwtaf is very pop punk #not in its sound obvs #but like. healing. storytelling that prompts thought. that kind of protest #luke hemmings #wfttwtaf #5sos #5 seconds of summer #celebrities are people #tw ed #tw drugs #vague references of being suicidal kinda #workplace mental health #idk this post goes all over the place #neurodivergent liberation

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thekoopalingsandstuffs · 2 months

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as someone who's also gotten my wisdom teeth removed: it IS both better and worse than you'd expect, lol

speaking of wisdom teeth, have any of the characters on the blog gotten theirs removed? (random detail ik but sometimes it's fun thinking about random details!)

— koopalingsmagicmischief

Hariet: "Ohhh, yes, Spewart and Rango have. They got them removed before the teeth started growing in, so they wouldn't cause problems later. A year or two apart. And, well, let's just say their bodies reacted VERY differently to the pain meds afterwards!"

Topper: "When Spewart wasn't attempting to crawl out of the house like a goddamn crippled zombie, claiming that Chompikins was going to "eath mne alifve likce aa shandvish," he was dragging himself around the house, rearranging small bits of furniture (like vases and clocks), and trying to convince me to join a weird pyramid scheme he'd made up in his head. Very interesting two week-long experience."

Hariet: "We had to try to keep him from throwing up, since vomit can damage the dental work... We ended up putting duct tape over his mouth for a while. How sweet of us. I do recall that the meds, instead of making him sleepy, like they claimed to, made him barely sleep at all. I remember him running into my bedroom door once in the middle of the night. Not trying to open it. Just... Ran into it. Scared the hell out of me!"

Topper: "And Rango... Slept for basically two weeks straight. Slept like a ROCK. I don't remember him getting up to piss or eat food or ANYTHING. Even ONCE. He basically HIBERNATED. Now that I think about it... With all the shit he eats- I wouldn't be surprised if HE found a way to legitimately hibernate..."

Hariet: "We like to joke that Rango didn't actually get the surgery done and just pretended to so he could get a nice, long, uninterrupted nap. Hehe... I'm next in line to get the surgery done!! Not sure when, yet... But I'm very curious to see how I react to the meds!!"

Topper: "Oh boy, this should be good~..."

Roy: "That's actually why Igs has braces... His wisdoms grew in, fucked up his other teeth, and now that the wisdoms are gone, his braces are putting the others back in their place. As for me, well, my wisdom teeth have grown in just fine and aren't causing any problems at all! So, that's nice."

Ludwig: "I got mine removed two years ago... I laid in bed, reading books in my recovery time... And Roy took very good care of me!! He basically acted like my personal handmaid...! I didn't need strong pain meds, luckily... And I got lots of cuddles in that time." :3

Wendy: "Iggy didn't do anything during his recovery time. EXCEPT FOR LAY ON THE COUCH AND BITCH AND WHINE FOR NINE DAYS STRAIGHT. But yeah, minus that, no trouble at all!" :D

Peasley: "Wisdom... Teeth...? Yeah, I don't think that's a thing my species deals with. But then again, I am half human......" *Looks at an X-ray* "Ugh, why do I only end up with the cruddy human traits??"

Motley: "Don't worry. We'll take very good care of you when you eventually get your surgery!"

Nabbit: "I've never been to a dentist in my whole life." :)

Motley: "Oh yeah- Same- My mommy says we're too broke and don't have insurance."

Peasley: "... Well, now I know where I'll be taking you two to next week!!"

Plessie: "Mine haven't grown in yet, but some of my friends' have, so I bet it won't be too long..."

Koops: "Oh boy, well, my parents got their stuff done well into their twenties, so I should be fine for now..."

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dearausten · 1 year

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things i noticed while rereading the tenant of wildfell hall (aka my favorite brontë novel) for the third time

- the bromance between gilbert and jack halford (the person he’s writing to, aka his sister’s husband). if i didn’t love gilbert with helen so much, i’d actually go down with this ship.

- i’m DYING to know everything about halford and rose’s relationship, they seem really cute!

- gilbert’s brother, fergus, is actually hilarious. i have never seen someone so dramatic. he’s like “yeah you have to work the land but i gotta look pretty and gossip and that’s actually harder”. also my boy cannot read social cues for the life of him.

- everything from the beginning until we reach helen’s diary. the ANGST. the way he falls in love with her. the way anne brontë gives him a personality and shows us why he is perfect for helen. ALSO THE WAY HE BONDS WITH LITTLE ARTHUR IS ADORABLE.

- just everything about helen. i love her character SO MUCH. she’s so smart, witty, and outspoken. she’s one of the best written female characters ever, no joke.

- the way anne brontë is giving us clues from the beginning! when helen’s aunt gives her advice on marriage, she is unknowingly listing every mistake helen makes in marrying arthur. (not saying what happened is her fault tho!). my girl helen is like “i’d never marry a man without principles just bc i’m horny” and that is exactly what she does! jokes aside, she really did love a arthur, for some reason.

- i had completely forgotten that she was only 18! and arthur huntingdon is said to be 10+ years older than her??????? i completely missed that detail.

- arthur’s manipulation begins even before they get married. the way he knows he’s hurting her when he flirts with annabella and he does exactly that, the way he loves to humiliate her and never thinks of her, only himself... ugh.

- when they do get married, he has the audacity to say that she’s too religious, so she mustn’t love him as much as she says, bc she’s given her heart to the lord. he then proceeds to make the (terrible) point that the only master of women should be their husbands, not god. he only thinks of helen as his possession.

- HOLY SHIT. clearly i can’t have so much time pass before i read this book again bc i had forgotten so many details.

- did i mention i hate arthur’s ass?

- anne brontë does a brilliant job writing the demise of their relationship. it doesn’t happen abruptly. like yes, he was an asshole from day one, but helen didn’t start hating him until the third year of their marriage (still a short time, tho). you can see how much she struggles with loving him while also being awfully aware of his moral flaws, how hard she tries to help him with his drinking problem, how she’s always there for him even though he doesn’t deserve it because he lashes out on her every time he’s upset. a lot happens before she decides she’s had enough of him, and i just love that we see her slowly realize what she’s gotten herself into.

- arthur trying to manipulate her USING THEIR SON is so disgusting. he tries to make her feel bad for spending so much time with their newborn (who he is totally neglecting btw) instead of him.

- i hate you arthur huntingdon. i hate you mr. hargrave. i hate you grimsby. i hate you annabella. i don’t exactly like hattersley but he kinda gets better so he’s forgiven.

- POOR HELEN. she literally thought arthur was finally putting effort into their marriage. every time i read the scene where she finds out about the infidelity i want to cry for her so bad.

- honestly, it’s so badass of her to confront him like that. it took everything in her to control herself and not commit double murder.

- UGH. WHEN ANNABELLA IS TAUNTING HELEN, AND SHE SNAPS ANNABELLA’S MUG BC SHE GOT UNDER HER SKIN AND ARTHUR JUST LAUGHS. istg it makes my blood boil.

- again, POOR HELEN. her finding out about the infidelity was the last straw. arthur stopped pretending to give a damn about her and straight up began to treat her like a piece of crap. i know, he always has, but now he knows how much pain he causes her AND HE PURPOSELY CAUSES HER MORE PAIN. he doesn’t even try to hide it anymore.

- he knows how to hit where it hurts, doesn’t he?

- hargrave is so annoying, but i love how, this way, anne brontë emphasizes why gilbert is a much better match for helen than him. hargrave wants to have her, to dominate her. this goes to say that helen wouldn’t be better off marrying just any other man, but someone who actually takes the time to know her and loves her as an equal, like gilbert.

- ar*ur trying to turn his son against helen is so infuriating. he knows he’s taken everything from her. he knows all she has is her son. he knows how much she loves him, and he wants to take that away too.

- UGH. him and all his friends literally make little arthur, a child, drink as much wine as them. not only that, but ALL OF THEM insult helen in front of him and laugh when he says something that upsets his mother.

- i. cannot. arthur has been neglecting his son since he was born, and only takes an interest on him to teach him how to insult helen and behave like he does, because he knows it drives helen insane.

- thankfully helen is smarter than that son of a bitch and tricks her son into hating wine.

- UGH. AGAIN. when arthur discovers helen’s plan to run away, he doesn’t scream. he doesn’t yell. he MOCKS her. he just stands there with a smile on his face while he takes away her keys AND HE GETS HER PAINTING MATERIALS DESTROYED. OH. MY. GOD.

- once again, arthur knows how to struck a nerve. not only does he completely take away helen’s role as arthur’s educator (something she’s highly invested in) by hiring a governess. HE HIRES HIS FUCKING MISTRESS. i am done. and so is helen.

- SHE’S FREE. i have read this book three times now and i still cannot help to relieve the tension built inside of me when she escapes, as if i didn’t already know what happens.

- a big element to helen’s character is how seriously she takes being a mother. all she does, she does for arthur (her son). she would have stayed with that bastard, and she would’ve willingly suffer the abuse if it weren’t for her son, because he deserves better. no matter what costs her, her son mustn’t grow up like his father. she’d rather her son die by her side, than have him live with huntingdon.

- my poor baby she’s in so much pain :((

- SO. MUCH. ANGST. ANNE BRONTË WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT.

- gilbert making amends with lawrence, as he ought to. we love a man who knows when he’s wrong, and wants to make it better. i think this is the main difference between him and arthur. gilbert, in spite of all his flaws, takes responsibility for his actions, unlike helen’s husband (i can’t even name him). also, he is the only man in the novel who loves helen because HE KNOWS HER, and not bc he wants her to be his possession. he just wants to be with her, and make her happy.

- and the angst goes on and on and on!

- helen tells gilbert he can write to her after six months. he doesn’t. because he figures she’s forgotten about him, and he doesn’t blame her! he is hurt. devastated, really. but he understands. he wants her to heal, first and foremost, after he knows how much she’s suffered.

- i love that the last straw for him is hearing that she’s supposedly getting married. and to hargrave, no less. ngl i would try to keep her away from him too.

- oh, sweet misunderstanding! so happy for lawrence tho.

- WHEN THEY FINALLY GET TOGETHER OMG.

- gilbert is a dumbass lmaoooo, SHE’S TELLING YOU SHES IN LOVE WITH YOU YOU IDIOT.

- THEY KISS! GOD BLESS!

- the ending is easy to savor bc of how sad the rest of the book is. like it’s the ONLY moment we see the characters happy.

- I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR.

- i LOVE that she had time to heal before marrying again. it’s just so satisfying.

to sum it up, the tenant of wildfell hall is still my fave brontë book. for me, the thing that makes it so special are the characters, especially helen. god, how i felt her pain. she is so strong and i love her so much.

guys, this book is SO IMPORTANT. it was back in the day, and still is now. it truly shows just how vulnerable women were in a marriage, and how they were completely stripped of their freedom and liberty. imagine your life depending absolutely on someone else’s whims! i will leave the rant for another post since this one is long enough. feel free to share what you loved about this book as well! <3

#the tenant of wildfell hall #anne brontë #if you don’t like this book i cant trust you

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TF2 Drabbles: Spy/Engie & Scout - The Guy Your Deadbeat Dad Married

Summary: We need more of the Engiespy as parents

[A/N] I went more for a actual paternal thing this time instead of usual mom-friend vibe but this is just what came to me when I sat down to write this.

Engie paused as he stepped into his workshop. Scout was already in it, seated on the edge of the workbench. Evidently he’d picked the lock to let himself in. A bit annoying but well, he was Spy’s son so of course he knew how to pick locks and liked to use that skill to surprise folk.

“So you’re gonna be my stepdad now, huh?” Scout said as slide off the table to his feet.

“You already know ‘bout that, huh?” Spy had literally just proposed last night after pulling Engie up onto the roof to watch the sunset. They’d been planning to tell everyone sometime today.

“Yeah. You guys did it kinda out in the open. Demo overheard and he told me.” Likely everyone else knew by now too then; living on a base with only eight other people made rumors and news spread less like wildfire and more like an explosion. Probably their fault for doing the proposal on the roof. Too late to do anything about it now.

“You got a problem with me marrying your dad?”

Scout was silent for a few seconds, shifting his weight back and forth, before replying. “No. It’s just weird to think about. I went my whole life thinking my dad was dead but turns he just left ‘cause he’s a coward and ‘cause he’s got enemies or whatever. And then one day I end up working with him, find out he’s my dad a couple years later and then whoops he’s getting married so now I’m gonna have two dads. And my stepdad is a guy I knew before my dad even starting dating him. That’s not how those kinds of things typically go, right? It’s just weird.”

In all the excitement of the proposal, Engie hadn’t had time to pause and consider how Scout would take the news. And he and Spy had officially started dating before Scout had found out Spy was his dad. Not much before but still long enough that the topic of how that news affected Scout and Engie’s relationship hadn’t come up. And it had continued to be something they never talked about it until now.

Engie didn’t feel equipped for such a conversation. Scout and Spy seemed to have repaired their relationship as much as was possible and largely got along now. That didn’t mean everything was all good and fine between them though. There was still tension at times, Spy talked to Engie about it occasionally. It wasn’t something Engie particularly liked the thought of getting involved in but he did love Spy enough to take it on. That’s what loving other people was like sometimes, especially when choosing to marry someone. And so they were finally talking about it.

Engie approached a couple steps closer, putting his hands into his pockets for lack of knowing what else to do with them. “You don’t gotta think of me as your stepdad or whatever if you’d prefer not to. I could just be the guy your deadbeat dad married.” There’d be no use pretending it wouldn’t affect their relationship in some way.

“Is that what you want me to do?”

“No.” Engie liked Scout. They’d gotten along fairly well from the beginning and after all the times Spy had confided in him about his son, Engie had grown to see him in a somewhat similar light. “It ain’t ‘bout just me though. I’m not sure what all goes into being a dad, step or otherwise, especially to someone who’s already an adult, but I’d be willing to try if that’s what you want from me.”

Scout’s face scrunched up as he studied Engie, making him look an awful lot like Spy. Also like Spy, what he was looking for was impossible for Engie to guess. Finally though he relaxed and even smiled. “You know, I think you might be a better dad than my actual dad.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Not that that’s exactly hard to do and all. But like, you know? Congrats on getting married and stuff. Maybe having two dads will make up for even properly having one for so long.”

“Well, I suppose I look forward to forward to helping you find out.”

They shook hands. A bit awkward and stiff but it was nice to be on the same page. Only time would tell how things would actually go but Engie was optimistic.

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thatstormygeek · 5 months

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"People don't understand how different things would have been if Hillary had won!"

This is true. Things would have been very different. Ideally we'd have fewer Trump clones running for office now. But Trump didn't make the GOP what it is. It's been like this. Forever.

Why are our choices Biden or (presumably) Trump? Liberals love to point the finger at the Republicans (while using the other hand to indicate the left is pretty close to just as much at fault, really), absolving their own party of all responsibility.

"It's this or fascism!" Okay, but why now? What have the fucking Democrats been doing while in office that it's gotten to this? Hmm? Feel like taking a look at Bill Clinton's presidency? And then maybe truly ask yourself why exactly his fucking wife thought we'd want her to be running the country.

I voted for Hillary (because what choice did I have), but the woman couldn't even pretend to support indigenous people protesting a pipeline on their land. People keep acting like she was this great progressive hero and she's not. She was not. And still, we fucking voted for her.

And liberals re-litigated the 2016 election constantly over the following four years, until Biden was elected. Then not a peep. They were content. Until 2022 midterms. And until now. Because now it's time to remind all of us to fall in line again, and they're so tired because they have to come out here again and lecture all of us leftists about our responsibilities to vote for their guy because we are all just too incapable of complex thought processes to understand the value of compromise and lesser evils and all that.

It's almost like the only activism y'all think is worth doing is beating leftists over the head with your "Vote Blue No Matter Who" stick. Which, fine. Just stop pretending you actually give a shit about anything else. Because we see you. And we see what you're not talking about. And when.

If the height of feminism to you was filling in the circle next to Hillary Clinton's name, here are some better targets for your messaging:

It's so fucking frustrating because it's clear y'all aren't listening to what folks on the left (people way smarter and with way bigger reach than me) are saying. And it reveals a lot of what the "Just Vote" bluster tries to conceal:

We're not real to you. We're not people whose needs and desires matter. We're there to be numbers to prop up your bulwark against fascism and a convenient scapegoat when you inevitably lose elections (because you will not win every time). But you don't want to make those defenses too strong because if the Other Guys aren't a constant threat, you might have to grapple with the ideas you've considered beneath you forever.

I'm going to vote. I've been voting for years. I'll continue voting. Never in my life have I told someone not to bother to vote. But I'm not doing it because of y'all. I'm doing it in spite of your messaging.

The chart that should scare Dems is this one

The votes of that 49%? They do not belong to you. You are not automatically owed them. And yes, maybe voting for Dems is in the best interest of that 49%, but there's nothing saying they will do so. People do shit against their own best interests all the time. And they sure as shit do things against the best interests of people in general.

Which means y'all have to convince them to want to vote for you. If you're the type of person whose mom said "Clean your room" and you immediately jumped to do so after thanking her for the reminder, I can see why the Democratic party's messaging is working out for you. I am not that person and I don't know a lot of people who are. So y'all are going to have to offer more than the constant demand if you're going to pick those folks up.

Not to be a doomer, but I think y'all are a lost cause at this point. You've been told the same thing over and over and refuse to adapt, so I have to assume you prefer things the way they are. Which means it's only a matter of time--and probably not a lot of time, really. You can't win every election forever and if that's the only plan, well...it sucks.

I'll tell you what, though: nothing would make me happier than the Dems proving me wrong here.

#this is my brain on life #us politics #trashpool says fuck this shit #representative government my ass

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glacierreblogs · 1 year

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I, Remus Coriander

Kind of a vent fic, a lot of this is how I was feeling before I was on meds. So I'm not gonna tag anyone in this, but I will be sharing it.

CWs: hallucinations, manic episodes mentioned, depressive episodes mentioned, sort of suicidal ideation(like it's not quite there yet, but not far off),

Words: 461

I’m going crazy, that’s the only explanation, I’m going crazy. I, Remus Coriander, am going crazy. There are people there and then there aren’t. There are shapes floating in the sky. Something’s crawling on me, but nothing is there. Where can those conversations even be happening! I, Remus Coriander, can’t tell fiction from reality sometimes. Most times now actually. Do dragons exist? I swear I heard one the other day. Can animals talk? That racoon was speaking just fine. Heard it actually say human words. Do fairies exist, I saw a few the other day, one was dead. It kind of looked like me. Should I ask for help? Maybe. But I’d rather die than be put in a psych ward. Plus, I know of no one else who goes through this. Some days the emotions are high, other days I’m depressed, and then come most days. Where I’m fucking normal, which makes me feel like I’m making this up. My family doesn’t see anything wrong with me. Sure, I haven’t told them a fucking thing, but if they don’t see my mood swings as these terrible, awful things, then surely everyone has them. How else do I explain what’s going on. I mean, Roman is hyper all the fucking time. Maybe he gets depressed just as often too. Maybe he’s just better at hiding it than I, Remus Coriander, am.

It’s been a fucking week. And I, Remus Coriander, have only gotten worse. What the fuck is going on. I know it’s not normal, I see the weird glances when I look at something that’s not there. The hallucinations, because apparently that’s what they’re called, seem real enough for me to touch. Like I can see the whiskers on that cat, that’s not even there. Because I’m inside the house and we don’t own a cat, do we? Do we? I’ll have to remember to ask again later. Actually maybe not, cause I don’t want to be sent away if we don’t own a cat. I can’t handle being alone with my mind right now. But also, my hallucinations are translucent enough for me to slightly see through them. Can I see through this cat? Yeah I can, and oh, it’s gone.

Y’know what I hate more than anything. It’s people who say stuff or do stuff and pretend that they didn’t. Or when they don’t say or do stuff and pretend that they did. I’m supposed to be in on the joke too apparently. Do you know how hard that is for someone who woke up that day thinking that zombies exist. Do you know how hard that is for someone who’s brain says that something’s there when there’s not. Do you know how hard it is to live…

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proudahgase-exol · 1 year

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I know your love's not real.

Optional bias x reader

Summary: You're in love with your best friend, who claims that he loves you too, but the truth is, that's not the way he feels.

Ps. I was leasing to 1D's Fool's Good and I got an idea, so this is what I come up with. Sorry if it's bad.

Update: I fix the mistakes I had made hopefully it’s better :)

When I started dating, it was like a dream come true. He was so sweet and caring; he made me happy, but the thing is, it wasn't the same for him. He pretends to be in love with me, and although that should have hurt me, it didn't. What actually hurt me was him lying to me for a whole year, pretending he loved me, and playing along. He hurt my feelings; he lied to my face for so long, and he expected me to forgive him. And the second thing that got me even pissed was that I found it from one of his friends. Was I a joke to him? So when I confronted him, I knew how this would end.

I had gotten home from work, and I was more than ready to talk to __. It was now or never that I needed to get this over, as much as it hurt me. So when I got home, I didn't waste time and talked to him.

"Hey, we need to talk," I said as soon as I walked through the door.

"Hey, babe, what's up?" he asked, sitting straight on the couch.

"Care to explain what your friend means by you not actually liking me?" told him without any emotions.

"Baby, what are you talking about?" he asks, getting up and trying to reach for my hand.

"Cut the bullshit. I know you don't fucking love me. I know you only date me because you couldn't reject me, so please do us a favor and tell me what your friend said was true," I told him as I shoved his hands away from me.

"Okay, fine, it's true. I just couldn't reject you, and I thought that if I said yes, I could eventually fall in love with you," he said with a low tone.

"Now I fucking understand the many times I told you I loved you and the times I talk about marriage with you, I know there's a fucking reason why you change the fucking topic." I said I was walking back and forth.

"I'm truly sorry, but I do love you deep down. I love you more than anything," he said, trying to touch me.

"Oh, fuck off. I know your love is not real; that's not the way you feel, so cut the bullshit," I said angrily.

"Please give me a change. I'll prove to you that I can love you. Give me a chance to show that I'm capable of falling in love with you," he replied with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, I think it's too late for that. If you didn't feel anything for me in the past year, what makes you think you will love me now? So get the fuck out of my place and out of my life. I don't ever want to see you again after you played with me, and on top of that, you have the audacity to ask to give you a second chance. You don't love me; you will never love me. That's clear as day. I know you're just feeling pity for me, but I don't need your pathetic excuses. Now get the fuck out of here." I replied frustrated

"Come on, we've been best friends since forever. I made a mistake by lying to you. Don't cut me off," he begged.

“A mistake that caused you a lot of mistakes and made me realize the kind of person you are a mistake that's caused a heartbreak a mistake that now will make me question people's feelings towards me. Now get the fuck out. Don't waste more of my time than you already have." I said, raising my voice.

After I told him all I needed to tell him, I got up and left for my bedroom. I heard him leaving my apartment, and I was now finally all alone. I let all my feelings out. I knew it would be hard to get back to how I was before. I was hurt; I truly loved __, but I couldn't stand the fact he lied. Now all that is left is a broken heart.

As the days passed by, I tried my best not to think of him at all. I got my sled busy with work, and I tried to go out and try to get about the pain, and little by little, I'm starting to feel a lot better.

I try to be a natural reader. I hope I did well.

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