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littlebluejaydraws · 1 year

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Fuck it, Tokio Hotel-natural

Heilig- Tokio Hotel

ID: A series of 7 digital drawings of Dean and Cas, set in the dangeon during the confession scene from 15x18, apart from the 6th image. Over the images are the lyrics from the first verse and chorus of Tokio Hotel's song Heilig. English translations are given in brackets and are not on the drawings.

The first panel shows Cas' back to the left of the image as he paints a ward on the door. Dean is visible in the right bottom corner, clutching his chest. The lyrics shown are: "Ich halt mich wach für Dich, Wir schaffen’s nicht beide, Du weiβt es nicht." (I keep myself awake for you, we won't both make it, you don't know.)

The second panel shows Cas to the left of the image looking at Dean, with Dean to the right. He is half turned away from Cas to look behind himself and there are tears in his eyes. The lyrics are: "Ich geb’ mich jetzt für Dich auf, Mein letzter Wille hilft Dir raus." (I give myself up for you now, my last intention helps you out.)

The third panel shows a black void opening in the wall (the Empty) with an empty chair in front of it. The lyrics are: "Bevor das Meer unter mir zerbricht." (Before the seas breaks beneath me.)

The fourth panel shows Cas and Dean in profile, facing each other. Cas, again on the left, has placed his right hand on Dean's left shoulder. The lyrics are: "Ich glaub an Dich, Du wirst für mich immer Heilig sein." (I believe in you, you will always be holy to me.)

The fifth panel shows Cas center frame looking up as the tendrils from the empty claim him. The lyrics are: "Ich sterb für unsere Unsterblichkeit." (I die for our immortality.)

The sixth panel is a composit of three images. The main image is of Stull cemetry from 5x22 with Dean kneeling in the center and Cas standing over him, hand reaching down to heal him. In the top left corner is a close up of Dean from 15x18 with Cas' hand print in blood on his shoulder. In the bottom right corner is a close up of Dean from 4x01 rolling up his sleeve to show Cas' handprint branded on his shoulder. The lyrics are: "Meine Hand, von Anfang an, über Dir." (My hand, from the beginning, over you.)

The seventh and final panel is a wide shot of Dean leaning against the wall in the dungeon following Cas' sacrifice. The is an inset close up of his head in his hands in the top left corner. The lyrics are: "Ich glaub an Dich, Du wirst für mich immer Heilig sein." (I believe in you, you will always be holy to me.)

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(Translations are by me so may not have the full nuance of the lyrics.)

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brainjuicey · 1 year

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reading fight club psycho smut and this is killing me. he ruined me the same way we're ruining the world with pollution

#i am a slave to my baptism!!!#we are god's unwanted children!!#dean and cas' queerbait is actually kind of legit as masculinity in media #there's the obvious depravity sacreligion motif. yeah we've all seen it #but there's also the abandonment of the father figure that creates a toxic environment of male circle jerking validation #you kno what i find most compelling about fight club is self destruction as self-actualisation purely out of hurt and spite #being told ur the warm gooey centre of the world and not getting you need. the primary function in the nuclear household being that #everyone lets the man do whatever he wants does everything for him and in return he provides them with what only he can but you see #this masculinity in media aka im the problem its me media is about portraying this Hidden struggle of man but like #the solution is obvious and its this hubris of man to not take it because he believes he is destined for something greater thats the issue #i love the narrative as man as the main character i love it about women too i love when we look at the world so intensely through one view&#it being pretty fucked up because u kno in fight club there is still morality there are good intentions there is Beauty even if theres no #love.....#tyler durden as an analogy for self denial. another religious motif!!#i think you have to be truly philosophical to get meaningful fulfillment in life& media like fight club and taxi driver are inherently so!#joker is purely about mental illness which is why it sucks #mental illness is not about being fucked up or subversive its about sickness and addiction and pain #fucked up as a title of honour #there is something deeply empathetic and beautiful about the feeling of connecting with the injustice of the world that we need to do more #through engaging with fiction materials

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800-dick-pics · 1 year

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Praying for a Better New Year!!!

Im a Black disabled 2S and my girlfriend a reconnecting Indigenous trans woman have been struggling almost continuously throughout the pandemic. We have gone thru lots of physical, emotional and systematic state violence and We both are at our breaking points.

And before i get deeper into this im genuinely asking yall DO NOT TRIGGER TAG this post as it will basically get minimal traction, because this is a donation post!

Many things have increased my/our financial load and stress in the past 6 months, my (still abusive) mother had a series of mini strokes/1 heart attack which led to me taking care of her, more bills and all the house work. Due to her still being abusive Ive chosen to start helping her from a far, because my mental stability has been worn thin and constantly on the back burner.

My partner @grumblybutch this year has gone through a lot of family abuse, transmisogyny, housing and food insecurity, which has really broken their spirit. With all thats going on in our lives as well as personal, cultural and spirtual reasons my girlfriend really wants to get dual citizenship and be able to live/work on their land again.

We have been cfunding already to make this happen but recently we have a had 3 major set backs to getting my partner dual citizenship.

1. We have found mold INSIDE the walls which we cant fix until the pnw rain stops, we need to buy 2 HEPA air filters for the rooms until we can fix the whole walls, because my mother and I have breathing issues, approx $300-$350

2. My ex boss literally stole $455 from under me right before the holiday break, hasn't paid me for a very long time, so until I get that money we have had to dip into the flight/citizenship fund, but even then we havent been able to get much in the mean of groceries or necessities

3. A few days ago my partner attempted suicide due to all the stressors life has put them through this year, and while this isnt an initial monetary set back, we are going to prioritize our mental health as much as possible, esp my girlfriends after this. We are looking for treatment options for them atm but since theyre out of state we have to pay out of pocket for the treatment they need.

Our original goal to get the funds for tickets/citizenship was January 7th but Its clear that with 7 days left, and 3 major set backs we will not be meeting our goals by then

We are going to use what funds we have left to get some necessities and basics for the house. And hope to re raise the money for tickets and for the HEPA filters and mental healthcare my girlfriend really needs.

our new goal is $1,800, due to the various setbacks, but when I get paid Ill be saving some to go toward our goal as well.

I truly just want to be able to breath, eat and keep us safe before I leave with my lover back to her land, This is all very important to us, thank you for reading.

CA: $sleepyhen or $grumblybear

VN: wildwotko or XochiRose

DM @grumblybutch for PP

#twoc #land back #community care #two spirit #lgbt crowdfund #mutual aid #please dont dm me or my girlfriend abt shit rn #were both mentall fragile

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demoniccomplex · 1 month

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hii could request message 4 with Poe? pleaseee

4 (“i'm so glad you feel the same cause i refuse to leave you”)

personally loving the individual poe requests (even though the event is over) despite the little hard ships. sorry for my slowness im struggling here mentally but im trying!!

WC 649 // tws: average Y!poe being a tad bit creepy (nothing sexual dw)

The bookstore and library was your favorite place to visit, the quietness and overall tranquility kept bringing you back along with your preferred genre. The workers at the bookstore memorized your face, greeting you like you were one of their own. You really couldn't ask for more, everyone knew how to keep tight and not bother anyone. The bookstore was tiny and uneventful but it had all the right books you wanted and it kept drawing you back every time.

Other patrons of the bookstore were just as pleasant, your own personal wonderland. Recently a new person came in, the outfit worn was wildly different than any other usual clothing you’d seen. You only admired from afar, really it was all you could do for a man who stood out completely in a small store. It's hard not to gawk eyes at a man with a raccoon on his shoulders purring happily at his company. You don't remember how you got to talking with the man, he was pleasant as he could be. Much to your surprise you two got along fairly fast, you loved to talk about everything about the current book you were into that month. You got more out of the tiny bookstore when hanging out with the man, Poe alongside his best friend, Karl. hanging out and drinks were commonplace with the two of you, you didn't fear Poe.

Yet with all the moments you hung out with him, it was hard to fully grasp all the complexities hidden within the man you spend every second with. His beautiful eyes swirling with admiration towards every detail about your figure then to a dark glimmer when it's anyone else near you. His endless rants were genuinely nice to listen to and you’d even asked questions to some of the rambled up words and plans he’d spit out comfortably with you. Clasping his hands together with a massive smile on his face as he rambled on more excitedly the two of you sharing ideas with each other. You never knew the full extent to the insanity you led him to during the first moments of ever meeting him.

The way your hair and eyes caught his heart enough to start twisting and distorting his very reality with every soft moment of yours. The multitude of letters piling up in a hidden away drawer, never to see any light ever since the first ink drop sealed on to the soft material.

Your feelings came slowly, not yet in true love but enough to risk some of your wellbeing for him. Poe was glad you two never got interrupted often, his jealousy is an ugly beast that he couldn't let you see just yet. You’d understand no? Understand the burning love within his heart that could only burn because of you? Every late night spent feeling his mind slip away and every part of you filling the space up, every immoral thought of keeping you by his side forever. Every touch of his hands covering up his face at the mere thought of a simple kiss from your lips. It's driving him mad and there's no sign of stopping. But his question was answered when you asked him to stay just a little longer.

You confessed to him, full understanding if he wasn't interested but the barely contained whisper that left his mouth was all you wanted. “i-I’m so glad you feel the same ca-cause i refuse to leave you.”

The swirl of madness in his eyes only worsened and he took you by hand aggressively spouting nonsense in a state of flustered obsession. “I’ve wa-waited so long for this moment!” He was so happy you loved him back! Now you won't ever leave him right? Won't go out of your way to leave the world he's building just for the two of you? Afterall you feel the same.

#yandere bsd #yandere bsd x reader #bsd x reader #yandere #bsd #edgar allen poe x reader #yandere poe #bsd poe #poe x reader

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nightfall-kachiniko · 7 months

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aot girls (+hange) reacting to you having a panic attack because i have been so anxious recently i could be used as a vibrator and i just want to be soothed by pieck

AOT GIRLS (+HANGE) HELPING YOU THROUGH A PANIC ATTACK

paring; mikasa x reader, annie x reader, pieck x reader, hange x reader.

HELP LMFAO IM SORRY THAT COMMENT CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD. HOPE UR OKAY 🫶🫶

‗ ❍ mikasa

- “sweetheart, what’s wrong?” your wife calls out to you, concern in her tone. You look over to see her sitting at the kitchen table, her hands now folding the book she was reading to focus on you. “I uh… I just..” you struggle to get out, as you desperately try to take a breath, feeling your panic attack come on. “I don’t know..” tears stream down your cheeks as you begin to panic, franticly crying. “Sweetheart look at me, look at me love” mikasa says, her hands cupping your cheeks to make you face her. She closes her eyes as she presses her forehead to yours “breathe honey..” she coos, trying to soothe you. “I-i ca-can’t breathe,” you stumble out, your breathing quickening. Her thumb gently caresses your cheek as you cry. “Shh… it’s okay” she shushes you as she presses a kiss to your forehead “breathe..” she whispers. “It’s alright.. I’m right here darling…” you try to match your breaths to hers as she holds you close, comforting you. “I’m right here…”

‗ ❍ annie

- “whats the matter with you?” you hear Annie call from the doorway. Your trembling figure turns around to face her, tears in your eyes as your breaths become gasps for air. Annie’s eyes widen in surprise, “hey.. hey!” She calls as you collapse down onto your knees. Annie races down to you, pulling you to face her. “Hey what’s going on? Y/n!” her worried voice says. She pulls your figure closer to her, your eyes gazing in hers. “Shit, hey..uh it’s okay..i uhm..” Annie tries to help through her shock. “Baby breathe.” She says, grabbing your shaking hands. “can you do that? can you take a breath for me?” She questions as she looks diligently at you for your response. You give her a small nod as you try to take a deep breath. “You’re doing good,” she nods at you to continue on as her hands stay interlocked with yours. “You’re okay,”

‗ ❍ pieck

- “Pieck i- I need you..” you say, feeling your panic attack build up. She gazes up at you, her face falling from her usual cheerful expression to concern. . “What’s wrong dear?” she asks, standing up to come towards you. “I.. I…” you stutter out but to no avail. “love?” Pieck questions as she sees your body shake. Your heart is practically beating out your chest as the overwhelming darkness comes over you, causing your body to panic. “Hey, can I touch you?” she whispers softly as you nod, granting her access. Pieck softly pulls you into her embrace, pecking little kisses on your face to calm you down. “I know it’s scary y/n, but I’m right here.” She says. “I’m not gonna leave you dovey,”

‗ ❍ hange

- they’ll drop everything they’re doing to comfort you.

- “sweetheart? You okay honey? You got quiet all of a sudden.” Your partner says, glancing up at you from their paperwork. “I uhm..” you stutter, feeling your words clog in your throat. You feel like gasping but you can’t. “Love?” They ask again, standing up from their desk. “I can’t-!” You hold your chest as they walk over to you, holding you close. “Hey it’s alright, calm down y/n everything’s okay.” They caress your face with the back of their hand, gently wiping away your tears. “Listen.. shhh… it’s alright y/n just breathe..” they say, attempting to help you. “I’m sorry…” you sob out through your breathes trying desperately to stop. But you just can’t. “ honey you don’t need to apologize love.. it’s okay..” hange wipes away your tears with their sleeve, as you grab onto her arm. “Please don’t go.”

“Don’t worry love, i won’t.”

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drghostwrite · 3 months

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Could you do an Olivia Benson/daughter reader or Olivia Benson/ (romantic) reader?(or Arizona Robbins.)The topic being ED if you're comfortable with it! Maybe Olivia catches on a little late that y/ns been restricting/falling into an eating disorder and confronts/comforts them about it!!

Okay so technically I haven’t written anything exactly in this vein BUT we’re gonna try it and see what you think… also thanks for the idea and ofc it’s with the one and only Olivia Benson.

Pairing: Olivia Benson x Fem!reader (romantic)

Summary: you get the memo from above… though I wrote more as she catches early on BUT the reader has already started to cement in her ways.

******************************************************** 76 hours had gone buy…

76 hours of tears and frustration, tired eyes and strained muscles…

76 hours of phone calls and case files, pictures and reports scattered on the desks before you…

Olivia smiled sympathetically at the sight before her, you were sat at your desk head leaned forward onto your arms that were crossed shielding your face as you slept, case files lay flustered around you…

This case was taking its toll and she could tell, you weren’t sleeping right, waking up at night, tossing and turning in bed, you were determined and that meant that you probably weren’t taking care of yourself either and it killed her to see you like that…

You felt as a hand softly rubbed your back, pulling you back to reality, you sat back slowly rubbing tired eyes.

“Olivia… Hey…” you said, blinking the sleep out of your eyes as you squinted up at her. She looked down at you and smirked slightly seeing the redness in your eyes, she knew you were exhausted.

“Love I think it’s time…”

“for?” You asked.

“for us to go home…”

“I-I can’t I’m so close…”

“Y/N you’re exhausted…”

“I’m fine…”

“No you’re not you’re exhausted…”

“Olivia…”

“Okay, then when’s the last time you showered or even ate…”

“What?”

“Y/N I don’t think I’ve seen you take one bite since the start of this case…”

“and what’s that matter to you?!”

she looked at you pain plaguing her features.

“how long has it been going on?”

“what?”

“how lo mg have you been struggling with eating?”

“I don’t know, why?” You said rubbing your hands angrily over your face.

“It’s not healthy, beating your body up like this is not good for you.”

“and how would you know what’s good for me?” You said pointedly. Immediately she drew back and you realized what you had said.

“Because I love you… even when you treat me like that… I still love you.” She said and turned towards her office.

“wait im sorry… i didn’t mean it… I-I just want to figure this out…”

“I know and that’s what makes you a great agent but you’re no good to anyone if you don’t take care of yourself.”

“I-I ca-can’t…” you said tears starting to run down your face. She came back towards you and pulled you into a hug, you stood sobbing in her arms… all the frustration and anger the fear and worry, it all hit you at once and you just let it out in her arms.

“Y/N I love you no matter what you know that and I will stand by you and help you but I can’t watch you kill yourself over this job… I will fight for you but if this has been going on for awhile then we need to get you help.”

“I don’t need…”

“Y/N please…” you looked up into her eyes as she studied your features and slowly but surely you nodded in agreement.

“okay, but…”

“I’ll walk through this with you… all of it, I love you Y/N.”

“I love you to.” You says and you leaned up to kiss her, to during the night Busch at your house talking to her and explaining everything, she helped to get through it and thankfully stuck by your side through the good and bad days… never once making you question if she would leave.

#x yn #eating disoder trigger warning #trigger warning ed #law and order svu #svu x reader #olivia benson x reader #olivia benson #l&o svu #x reader

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casharlow · 7 days

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my thoughts on the first four chapters of ID2:

overall i really liked it! i enjoy seeing more of the consequences of mc becoming a vampire and how it affects the humans in her life (seeing mc struggle with bloodlust even with loved ones was really cool!) because with bloodbound by the time the mc was turned everyone in her life was already a vampire. one thing im a lil disappointed by is how they still haven’t acknowledged the more serious aspects of mc being turned? because of ley lines mc is now tied to this town for not just the rest of her life, but for immortality. any dreams/anything mc ever had hopes of doing effectively just died. additionally, mc is going to going to have to fake her own death at some point like all the town vampires do, before her mom realizes she isn’t aging. the whole elephant in the room of the reality that mc is going to outlive her mom hasn’t been touched on at all. im really curious if the book will acknowledge any of these points at all, i can’t say i have my hopes up because pb doesnt normally get that deep with mc lore and characterization. anyways, book 2 remains the same vibe as book 1 which i enjoy! book 1 was great and i’m glad it’s not changed up too much. cas continues to remain one of choices funniest LIs, and i can’t wait for the rest of it!

#playchoices #immortal desires

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kakashiislut · 1 year

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Hey hey hey! Saw you wrote god of war stuff and came a running! I’d love to see Sindri, heimdall or Tyr (which ever you feel best at writing for) with a tall gaint reader. Sindri is just happy she likes him, heimdall is very upset he’s much shorter than her, Tyr just likes to look her in the eyes without breaking his neck.

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Tall girl *starts foaming at mouth* I love em tall and thick. And thick. Did I say tall and thick? Cause I love em like that. Both men and women. So thick and tall. Plzs give me to me. Plzs. Plzs.

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Warnings: Mostly fluff, like 99% fluff and 1% Nsfw, I love Sindri. He cute. Heimdall is mad all the time, Tyr is peaceful. Fem!reader, No proof read.

Authors Note: HEY IM DOING ALL OF EM! I Love em all and im excited to Write for Sindri the mostest. 😝🫘

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GiantFem!Reader W/ Sindri, Heimdall and Tyr!

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Sindri

“This is my boy”

You say very proudly with sindri perched on your shoulder, your arm wrapped around his legs to make sure he doesn’t fall.

He doesn’t care about the massive height difference, so happy that you love him. That’s all that matters.

“Baby, I cleaned myself, can we cuddle now?”

He gets so happy when he knows you’re super clean.

He doesn’t like holding your hand at first, he needs to be comfortable enough to be able to have flesh against his.

He’s a master at giving head.

There i said it.

He actually thinks he looks cute next to you, especially when he has to look up at you.

Will comfort you when you’re sometime insecure about how tall you are. Your head often bangs against stuff.

Taller then Kratos. Easily.

Brok teased him so much Sindri for once felt like fighting.

He smiles so hard when you find it amusing when he pulls random stuff out of his bag.

He often tries to put you in his bag.

I’m serious, he’s asked a couple of times.

Says you’re so cute he always wants you on hand to stare at.

Heimdall

“Shut the fuck up, you’re not even that tall”

He says, face full of embarrassment.

Absolutely hates it, he hates that you’re so much taller and stronger…and hotter and sexier then him.

He totally hates it so much.

He finds it good…good cause he can stare up at your tits as they hang above his face.

He gets so pissed off when you pat his head. Like so mad you might have to apologize later.

Of course you do it again. And again…and maybe once more. x2.

Finds it so sexy when you show off your legs, thinks that giants are actually so hot.

It’s bad at first, he needs to hide you and he physically fights himself a lot. You would often see him with his hair messed up and a scratched face.

At first you’re confused. Why is he hurting himself? He thought it was some sort of giant magic that made him fall in love with you. Odin hates giants. That’s why he hates them. But no…you’re so…you’re so good to him.

Constant battle with himself because he doesn’t wanna betray Odin…but it’s just love…how could love betray the all father?

Sneaks out to see you. Of course that’s a little hard so you might have to disguise yourself if you do Magic and come see him.

Tyr

“My neck doesn’t hurt when I stare into your eyes”

He’s so happy, he found a giant who has lots of interest in him.

You’re Just his height, maybe even a little taller on a good day.

“I love your eyes, so pretty”

You often compliment him and he can’t even hide his face, ‘cause you’re his height!!!

Becomes so happy when you offer him a bed in HIS size.

You guys snuggle with over sized blankets you made.

Every-time he’s over your place, he gets so happy. Everything is for giants. He never needs to struggle with anything small ever again with you.

Can fuck you properly.

Ya I said that.

He can do your hair without needing to hunch over and break his back.

You guys often train together and he gets so happy when he sees you pull off a move he does.

It always ends with you guys on top of each other, laughing about him beating you all the time.

He’s the god of war, come on! You’re gonna have to break more then a sweat to beat him.

He likes when you sit on his lap, but sometimes forgets you’re so tall when you get off.

Gets so genuinely confused and he just goes

“AH- oh wait nvm”

Gets so protective when someone stares at you wrong, he knows the Aesir hate giants, he can’t lose you.

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my-castles-crumbling · 2 months

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Hi guys! Got an anon ask with some triggers, so I'm copying it here so I can put a 'read more.'

TW: ED, SH

Here's the original ask:

hey Cas!

hru today? <3

I rlly don’t wanna bother u but I just need some advice bc I’m in a pretty tricky situation and I don’t know who I couldn’t turn to who wouldn’t then tell OTHER people (adults etc)

also a TW b4 anyone reads further: ED (not me but a a friend) and generally bad mental health (including sh and sui)

Basically I have this friend (one of my best friends) who’s struggled with really bad mental health and attempted in the past (we weren’t friends during this time but they’ve shared it with me) they have told me they no longer sh but I’m not entirely sure if I believe him on that but I guess there’s nothing to do except just take their word for it and they are definitely doing better than they were before (about a year or two ago)

thing is this friend does still have a (pretty bad I think) ED (specifically I think they have anorexia but I’m really not sure because I don’t know that much about EDs. I’ve tried to do some research but it’s actually incredibly hard to find any info about them especially in terms of ways to emotionally show support. In a medical sense they always seemed to be talked about like minor things(?) idk it’s hard to explain but often times I’ve been reading actual factual medical stuff and just been disgusted at the ways it’s discussed, like they try so hard to describe it from a technical viewpoint that they essentially the entire mental health aspect of it which kind of demeans the whole thing bc EDs ARE a mental health disorder)

sorry went on a little side rant there but basically I’ve tried to find stuff out but it’s really hard to learn about the mental health aspect and even harder to find stuff out about how to HELP someone through an ED

I’ve even resorted to looking thru some more unsavoury places for info (including anablr), I know these types of places encourage EDs and I am actually not a person who really loves their body very much but I do think I’m in a strong enough place emotionally to do this (and so far I’ve been correct, I’m unaffected) because I just wanted some actual insight on what it’s like

the problem with my friend is that she’s ALREADY in therapy. Her parents put her in it when they found out about her vaping habit but they just lie all the time (she tells me about it) because they have like serious trust issues due to past trauma and I’m gonna be honest, I 100% believe therapy is a good thing but sadly it is also entirely useless if the person doesn’t make any effort to get better

all I can do in that aspect of it is hope the therapy is going better than the jokes he makes about it or that eventually she will feel comfortable enough to share and process her issues

in terms of the ED what im really lost with is how to help

and don’t get me wrong, I know you can’t really help a person who doesn’t want to be helped but honestly I’m not giving up on this person I care about that easily. I will NOT be another person in their life who abandons them for being ‘too much’ or ‘too difficult’. I’ve already accepted the fact that I will not be able to help them out of it really (as best as I can at least)

I’ve already taken to carrying gum and mints in my school bag as much as I can (usually I’ll have a pack of both and I just share them with everyone so this person doesn’t actually catch wind that they’re the reason I do as quite often when they skip lunch they do help themselves to a few of my mints or gum pieces but ik if they knew it was for them they’d stop bc she’s just like that)

I just don’t know how else to help emotionally though, I’m one of the only people (I might be the ONLY person at all) that they feel comfortable enough to talk to about these issues and I just think its better that they’re telling someone who cares about them and is trying to help than telling no one at all which seems to be the alternative. The issue is I don’t know how to respond or show support especially because (thank u trust issues and trauma (/s) the window of vulnerability is SMALL (I’m talking a couple of seconds literally) before they’re joking and changing the subject

Also a small (but frankly compared to the rest of this, not very important) detail is that like I previously mentioned I am also not suuuper happy with my body ( I don’t sh really or have an ED in any way shape or form) and sometimes the stuff he says slightly upsets me (just like once I told him about how my mean grandma told me I was fat and had to eat less and he said his grandma forces him to eat more and that my grandma ‘sounds like her wet dream’ - I know this was just a joke obviously but I didn’t rlly love it considering my grandma is a pretty big source of my looks based insecurities)

like I said in no way is it on the same level and obviously I know it’s not coming from a place of malice because this friend also really looks out for my mental health like way more than my other friends tbh (I don’t know if it’s bc they struggled with it or whether they’re the only one who seems to notice I’m the therapist friend haha but they are the FIRST person to ask if anything’s wrong if I’m acting different and I rlly want to stress that because I know that from what I’ve said so far they may have come across as selfish or something but they are actually one of the kindest people ever) that’s especially why I’m worried if I bring anything up about wanting to help with little things or especially anything about not being a fan of little jokes that she’ll just stop talking about it at all in an attempt to make me feel more comfortable)

for context for all of this, I’m 15 (we both are) so still in school and they’re parents absolutely SUCK (in the most non violent way possible I would like to kill them [not actually but I do really hate them and wish them only the worst]) so there’s no emotional support coming from home for him

I don’t really have anyone I can talk to about this in real life because (for privacy reasons) they’ve asked me not to share it with like my other friends and I don’t have the greatest relationship with my parents (they’re not like abusive or neglectful or anything but we just have a lot of differences and just I’ve very much emotionally distanced myself from them)

sorry if this is too much because I do know it’s a really tricky situation and even though all of us sort of deify you, you’re still only one person and if this does make you uncomfortable or upset (not just if it’s triggering I mean just in general if you’re reading this and you don’t feel comfortable) in anyway please don’t force yourself to answer or feel guilty if you don’t because the last thing I’d want to do is put you in that kind of position

Im not sure if ill send in more anons but if I do then ill refer to myself (and you can call me) lacy anon so you know who I am (yes after the song bc i rlly love it haha)

Anyway sending lots and lots of love from the person who does basically look up to you as their adult role model and who I wanna be like when I’m older <3

Hi love! You're not bothering me at all!

So, first, I want to let you know that I am an adult, but when I say this, I hope you don't take it as...condescending, I guess? Because I don't mean it that way at all. I want to be realistic in the fact that these things you are dealing with are VERY grown-up and scary, and you are handling them in a remarkably mature way, but you are still legally fifteen.

This is way too much for a fifteen year old to take on.

You genuinely seem like the most amazing person. The fact that you have done research and carry around things for your friends, all to help them with their ED is frankly restoring my faith in humanity a bit. But I worry that you are placing WAY too much of the responsibility on yourself. I don't mean to be bleak or too blunt, but if god forbid anything ever happened, I would hate for you to blame yourself, and it sounds like you would. Your job is to be this person's friend. Not their therapist or caretaker.

So, here's my advice: I absolutely agree that you should not give up on them! But make sure you have boundaries. It broke my heart to read that you were going to places like anablr just to help- that's not healthy for you! As a friend, especially at your age, your most important job is to make sure your friend doesn't feel alone. And you're doing an amazing job, in my opinion. They seem to be willing to talk to you, and that's a big deal. But, in the best way, you are fifteen, and you don't have to have all the answers! Sometimes, the best way to support someone is to remind them that they are loved and they have someone in their corner. BUT remember that being there for someone doesn't mean you have to sacrifice yourself or your mental health. Say something if a joke makes you uncomfortable. "I love you so much, but that joke makes me feel uncomfortable. Can you maybe not joke like that?" It's okay and healthy to set those boundaries.

Please remember, you are not responsible for this person. You can love them and be there for them and care deeply, but you are responsible for you and your own health. Don't forget you.

My last very gentle suggestion is this: If you ever get to the point that you are so genuinely worried about this friend that you think it is a life-or-death situation, please don't take that on by yourself. I know it is scary, and I know that telling adults mean that there can be ramifications, but remember that if you are genuinely scared, then an adult needs to be there to keep everyone safe. Very bluntly: Trust can be rebuilt but you can't bring people back from some other very permanent decisions.

Again, you are a wonderful person, and a fantastic friend. But remember to take yourself into account and stay safe in all ways. I know this is probably not the advice you want to hear, but I hope maybe you'll consider it.

Sending so much love! <3 <3 <3

#ask #asks #ask cas #tw: sh #tw: ed

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sarahjacobs · 14 days

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punk jack? how would it affect the story of newsies if at all? do you have headcanons about him? ideas?

im still in the process of refining his playlist, but jack is a folk punker through and through to me. i love folk punk to bits and always return to it despite listening to a little bit of everything punk, so im biased, but it makes sense to me. i mean, it's pretty country sounding due to having similar instruments and taking cues from country, blue grass, folk, etc -- we can keep the cowboy vibes that way (very important)

plus the subgenre originated from folk singers who were heavily enmeshed in organizing against fascism and war and for worker rights (one singer, phil ochs, concerned the fbi so much they had a 500 page file on him). folk punk today has carried forward a lot of these same themes, of leftism and a struggle to make a living, of wanting to get the hell out of where you are in search for something, somewhere better. i know that this kinda sounds like a description of punk as a whole, but these themes feel especially prevalent in folk punk. additionally, it's pretty tongue in cheek and usually sounds upbeat, but there's a kind of sadness, anger, and hopelessness that permeates its lyricism

and all of this is fitting for jack, as the first to call for a strike and a possessor of a rebellious streak a mile wide. who wants to leave for santa fe so he can start anew, and has a happy go lucky, bullheadedly optimistic exterior, but is deeply cynical at his core -- thinking about the lyrics to santa fe, "we was beat when we was born," and the 91 script in which jack says, "last year [roosevelt] was a hero. this year, he's a politician." he may seem like an idealist, but he certainly holds no illusions about how the world operates.

as for politics, i can't see him getting too into the weeds of theory, just because he's someone who prioritizes action above all

that being said, i can easily see jack being motivated by anarchist ideals of direct action and anti-authoritarianism (well, more specifically, anarchism is anti hierarchy of any form, but jack's status as strike leader complicates things for me). after all, in the movie, he doesn’t campaign directly to roosevelt or some other authority figure to deal with pulitzer for him, he just… goes and does it himself, and the tactics he uses are pretty real as hell -- forming hard picket lines at the circulation center, destroying newspapers because they’re the property of the world, going to break crutchy out of the refuge, etc. jack even sings, “even though we ain’t got hats or badges / we’re a union just by saying so,” which seems to point towards a general disinterest in going through official channels

if we’re lifting the beats of the backstory provided in canon and placing it onto a modern au, i think he’d be most concerned with mutual aid, particularly food, and prison/police abolition. so for praxis, there's a whole lot of stuff he could do. make connections with unhoused people and give them the food out of his fridge. distribute free meals and/or groceries to people (to be clear, not a soup kitchen or another charity service, food not bombs and punks with lunch are by far the most common mutual aid orgs i see). writing prisoners and organizing to get them books. doing jail support, as in setting up in front of jail and waiting for people to get released so you can offer them comfort, food, clothes, and/or a ride home

and jack's definitely not against actions that are either dubiously legal or outright illegal. so yk, stuff like blockading an intersection with your own body, a car, or stuff that's laying around like rocks or traffic cones. graffiti. hell, even providing free food to the public without a permit isn't really allowed and can get you harassed/fined/written up by cops or other officials

im going to cut it short here bcuz this is already pretty long. if you read this far. hi :-) i didnt talk fashion so all i can offer is this little sketch of jack

i can't really see him with the stereotypical 'Punk Look' with the studs and spikes and leather jacket n all. imo he'd be pretty lowkey overall, most of the patches he has are pretty utilitarian in that they're usually placed to cover up a stain or tear. i dont think he'd modify his appearance much in general, at most he'd get his ears pierced, and even that was scary enough for him. he went with david for emotional support and squeezed david's hand so hard it went numb </3

#mail #newsies #92sies #jack kelly #punk newsies #ty for sending this in btw! i always have thoughts about punk and leftism

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kidge-planet · 2 months

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Hello hello

I had a question that's been lingering my brain for a hot moment. What would pidges reach if Keith started turning more galra and showing a little more galra traits? (Do not know if this can be an AU or headcanon. I just thought I'd ask anyway)

HI ANONNNN

omg I love answering kidge questions-

Mhh, English is not my first language and I have trouble with understanding the question at a 100% (sorry) SO, I'll do my best to answer and if it's not sticking to what you were asking, ask it again with other words and I'll be glad to answer ( I mean, there's only one sentence that I struggle with, the pidge sentence because im unfamiliar with the use of "reach" in that context...JFISBFIDJD)

So i'll answer as if you asked "what would Pidge think/ how it will impact her" hopping that's what you meant😭..

I have a few headcanons about that (but as you said, this cas also be an AU!)

First of all, I headcanon that there is a galra mating season. Keith started "mating season" shortly after he turned 22... ( Average galrans start earlier, but he's not fully galra, soooo...)

Basically, he wants her more than ever... He is in heat pretty often but mating season is not only about s€x... He becomes SUPER protective. He wants to destroy any guy that touches her. He also becomes SUPER cuddly and won't let go of her until he falls asleep... About s€x, he becomes a bit more "primal" but still listens to her...

Now, how does that impact Pidge?..

She's ok with it. It's not his fault, she just goes with it even tho it can be a bit annoying....

The fact that he is very protective is mostly why she is annoyed... He doesn't want her to go outside without him (he doesn't stop her from it but they argue about it sometimes...)

For the cuddles, she loves cuddles... Doesn't bother her except when she's trying to work and he just grab her for cuddles...

And to finish, s€x is a bit rougher and longer, but it's fine to her... even if it means that they'll do it many times in a short time...

He listens to her and if she says "no" he won't argue. (1/ because that's the normal way to treat someone, especially if you love them and respect them and 2/ because he knows that it's already a lot for her and he often feels bad that she has to go through this when she is not galra herself...)

All that last between a week or a month and at the end of that period, all galrans can tell just by her smell that she's taken and by another galra male... ( Whole point to the mating season is basically procreate and mark your partner to let others know that they're taken... He does a good job with that because no galra ever apprauched her after mating season...)

And again, Pidge is fine with all that because:

"I married an half galra guy... I knew I was going to have to deal with stuffs humans doesn't do... So as long as it doesn't imply hurting anyone including me or as long as he respects how I feel about it, I'll just roll with it..."

Secondly!!

This would be a lot more of an AU to me because im not a big fan of "galra looking Keith" if you get what I mean... I still like it! But it's more of an AU to me!

So what if keith physically looked more galra?... Like, purple space kitty?...

Let's picture it: his teeth would become sharper, his skin tone would change, the hair on his body would grow faster and his ears would become sharp too... (Adding to that galra marks on his body and face and maybe yellow eyes...) I see many people that headcanon that Keith has cat-looking ears as galra, but I thought about Krolia and well... I think it would be more correct to say he would have her ears...

Also! Let's admit he turns that way when he gets mad or when a strong emotion hit him... It then lasts a few hours before he goes back to his "human" form... (That to give it more context because why would he suddenly turn galra🤔 could happen but I like to give context to this)

Pidge would also be fine with it, for the same reasons that I mentioned for mating season...

She helps him calm down... Because obviously, if he starts showing galra traits, she knows that something is wrong...

She'll try to make him talk about it ( she taught Keith to talk about his feelings... It was something he wasn't doing before...)

And when she figures what's wrong, she'll do her best to make him feel better and relaxed... Cuddles, softly talking to him, caresses and a lot of other stuffs...... As long as he feels better afterwards...

Fun fact, he purres... She loves it and think it's ADORABLE.

Other than that, she thinks he's handsome when he's more galra looking... As much as his human form, but still...

damn, I just invented all this while writing, im a kidge genious 🤣🤣... I don't enjoy AU's very much so I don't headcanon on them...

Hope this answers your question! If not, do not hesitate to ask again!!!!

Have a nice and kidging day❤️💚❤️💚!!

#voltron legendary defender #kidge #voltron #voltron pidge #keith voltron #pidge #keith #voltron kidge #pidge and keith #keith and pidge #ask #asks #galra keith

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loserchildhotpants · 9 months

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gonna cross-post this on ao3 w my other tumblr prompt fics soon i swear and now i can’t find the post but someone posited a long time ago on here that we should’ve gotten a chance to see a widower!cas arc and anyway, here’s the first part

this is a replacement/re-do of Amara’s ‘gift’ to Dean when he goes to sacrifice himself pls enjoy

(im gonna reblog this original post w the updates as i add onto it so if u want the continuation, check the notes)

Windows

(Part One)

Once Sam is inebriated enough to slip into dreamless sleep, Castiel gently lays Sam’s tear-stained face against his pillow, and tucks him in as he believes humans prefer. He thinks he does it correctly, because Sam doesn’t fuss or move much afterward.

Castiel knows Sam is deeply exhausted.

The evening was spent celebrating the destruction of Amara, the saving of the world, but mostly it was spent mourning Dean, and Castiel drank with Sam so as not to force Sam to drink alone (as is socially unacceptable for reasons Castiel still struggles to understand), but he is in no way inebriated.

Castiel considers watching over Sam as he sleeps, monitor his dreams to see to it that he sleeps peacefully, just as a task to keep himself preoccupied, but he thinks to himself that Sam is of a similar mind to Dean, and Dean never wanted to be watched over.

At least, not by Castiel.

When Castiel shuts Sam’s bedroom door behind him, he wonders what to do with himself.

There are many things to do, he supposes. He has been tasked with seeing after Sam, and that guardianship was not passed down to him lightly. He takes it very seriously, and internally, he has already accepted his eternal loneliness on Earth, guarding over whatever bloodline Sam extends, on and on until there is no Winchester of this blood for him to look after.

The first task that had come to mind when he returned to the bunker with Sam was to seek out Dean in Heaven, but Castiel cannot access the Host, and even so, he cannot sense Dean anywhere near it.

He isn’t concerned that Dean is in Hell or Purgatory – he’s concerned Dean’s soul has been destroyed.

Even now, Castiel extends his limbs of light out into the universe, to its furthest edges, he can see where no light has ever touched or ever will touch, and still – he cannot sense Dean.

Dean is lost to him, wholly and completely.

Stiltedly, he walks down the hall, falters near Dean’s bedroom door, pauses, considers, but carries on until he gets outside.

The night is cool and quiet, even the smallest creatures of the Earth are sitting shiva with him.

Still, he has never felt so alone, and this despair sloughs off him, sickening the ground, permeating the sky.

The unpaved road splinters where he steps, the night sky is overcome by shadow, sharp winds begin to build speed, and flashing lightning strikes.

He walks and walks, the ground trembles in fear beneath him, parting like the Red Sea, tears build in his human eyes as his ethereal eyes search across planes and waves for any sign of Dean.

There are none.

This is my fault, Castiel continues to berate himself with this mantra that has been tattooed across his mind all day, this is my fault. You would be here, were it not for me. I’ve failed you. I’ve only ever failed you. Why did you not let me come with you? I would have preferred the destruction of myself than to know existence without you.

Walking the Earth without Dean somewhere within it is so instantly abhorrent and unnatural.

Castiel doesn’t know why he’s walking, only that he must move, he must stay in motion or he will become something truly terrible, something horrible and nameless and evil will overtake him.

He walks as he might through a desert, as he has been ordained to by a power he does not know.

He walks all night, the storm above and around him fells trees, ruins roads and footpaths, animals flee from the field of energy he emanates, and eventually he finds himself atop a hill of thin, wild grass that shivers all around him.

Standing in place, Castiel searches the barren world around him, casting his eyes far and wide, despite knowing he will find nothing, because he has found nothing across realms and planes and vibrations all night.

He thinks he hears Dean’s laughter, but it is only the rumbling of thunder Castiel’s mood has conjured some clicks to the West.

He scowls up at the sky; scowls at his own unmasking.

He thinks of how he has felt when Dean has smiled at him, he worries that his memory is false, that it cannot capture the authentic beauty of the real thing, and a smothering warmth hits him, but it’s not coming from within.

He looks over his shoulder and there – beyond the storm, the Sun dares to rise, and the first tendrils of light are slipping past the horizon, brazen enough to reach toward him like they have any right.

Enraged, he turns to the Sun and extends both his hands, pushing down and back.

Expending this kind of effort means that his wings materialize, so do many hundreds of his eyes, because he cannot keep them contained; his innate holy light bursts and burns from beneath his human skin in a way that would turn any on-lookers to pillars of salt. Mercifully, he is alone for many miles in all directions.

His power effects the nature around him and the grass around him grows rapidly, twisting like vines, shifting and changing into something that is not meadow grass anymore; a crevasse cracks open along the ground like a jagged road leading from the toe of Castiel’s Oxford to the tip of the horizon.

Some of the plants surrounding him turn to glass and shatter, some melt, some turn into winged things, taking off into the storm that gathers above him.

The Sun pushes back on him so hard that his feet leave skids in the dirt where he’s dug in his heels, and he roars under the strain.

“Enough!” he screams in a thousand voices, all booming and terrible with might, “he isn’t here! He isn’t here and so you will not cast light! Get thee behind me!”

Tears stream down his human face, but all of his many eyes weep as well, sparking fires where their tears land, casting purple, blue, and white flames; some fall to the Earth as diamonds and pearls, skittering across the soil, hurriedly tucking themselves below and sprouting up ghost orchids, twisting vines and balls of lightning crackling up toward the sky.

“Gnay ge mir ol!” Castiel cries, booming as war drums, but stars have never understood Enochian, “do not torment me! You are an offense! What can you do but bear witness and draw into abominable light a world that can never be home to me! He is gone from me! Tia i abiit lrasd ol! Please!”

The ground shudders, and though Castiel can hold it back for perhaps half a minute, the Sun does climb again, stronger than him, and more dutiful than he ever could be.

Unlike him, the Sun was crafted with perfection, and does not fail.

It bursts over the horizon, and Castiel staggers back.

He gasps with a thousand pains, unaware he could hurt in so many ways at once, and he falls to his knees, folding until he is bent over his knees; his fists are in the dirt he’s made muddy with a plague of blood, he turns his hands out so he can hide his face in them and he screams with his true voice into his human hands and into the bleeding Earth.

He weeps, his six wings flap in tandem, putting out the fires all at once, and then they fold and drape over him, hiding him; the Sun beats back his storm, pushes light unto the world where he has been pulling a mourning shroud over it.

He grips hard at his fringe, cries as an animal does, wounded noises he has never before made or heard come from him; he makes them, some loud, some soft, for a long stretch of time, but eventually, he calms.

In time, he finds himself lying in the miracle-laden grass, covered in oil, blood, and ash for some reason. He can’t recall where the ash may be from. He has been unjust, and so he will remain so, he believes, and he is filthy now, and so filthy he will remain.

Was he ever righteous? Was he ever holy?

Whatever he is, the last of it is clear – he is not Saved.

That much has never been more evident than it is now.

“Time should not pass,” he says to no one, in a flat, tired, singular voice, “I am weary and burdened, and what redeemed me has been taken from me. There is nothing left for me but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot. There is no mercy in this. Have I truly done such evil, to be deserving of this?”

He knows no one will answer. No one ever does.

He thinks of the color of Dean’s eyes, mossy, hazel, how the curl of his lashes framed them, how expressive they were, how they shone with lights enough to lead him home.

“I thought, for a time, I may find peace. With him. Eventually. But peace is not for me, is it? I am a sword, and all I bring with me is ruin.”

His many eyes and wings are tucked into another plane, he comes to his knees again, tilts his face toward the Sun, and the light dries his tears. That star pities him.

Exhausted, he stands; he casts his open palm over the ground most affected by him, and his mismatched, wayward miracles clear away, leaving unremarkable Earth.

As he walks back to the bunker, he seals the cracks in the roads and paths, deer and birds and wildlife return to their joy and lives, and by the time he is presentable and sat in the kitchen, Sam is just waking.

#melanie writes #destiel #deancas #angst #it'll have a happy ending eventually #but first: this #my stuff #fic prompt

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aeryssickfics · 21 days

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HEY HERE FOR YOU IS SO GOOD oml I adore the way you write Tighnari and Collei's relationship, it conveys such a clear sense of family and care. And Collei, doing what needs to be done (based on things she'd learned from Nari!!) despite her underlying anxiety over how to handle things, is exactly how I would picture her in this kind of scenario!! And her awkwardness when Tighnari is in the bathroom... I really feel for them both TT_TT I love that Tighnari tried to do so much before the illness really hit him, and then tying to clean up after himself later - it just feels so in character. His ears and tail throughout the fic are so well utilized in a sense of body language and just conveying how much he's struggling, not to mention thinking about Cyno 🥺

And just the way that things get so gradually worse for him throughout the fic!!!!!!!! How he goes from "I will prepare everything" to "ugh so annoying I can barely clean up my mess but I must tidy!!" to not even speaking. Such a great way to show the progression of how awful he's feeling. I'm. Struggling to be coherent here I just love this fic so freaking much. I could spend a whole day rereading it if I had time for it. I'm. !!!!!!!!??????!?!?! Can't believe there's going to be whole second chapter 😭 and I'm so excited for Cyno to join the story!!!!!!! The AO3 tags already have me squealing lsdfjdfsjk okay enough of my rambling, thank you a million times over for writing this fic, I'll probably do an AO3 comment in the future with more thoughts once I've read it 200 more times :D

— Cas <3

This was SUCH a sweet thing to wake up to omg. Thank you so much cas <3

I started out Really nervous to be writing so many new characters at once but once I got passed it a bit I'm Really thrilled with how it is coming out. She learned! she learned from Nari and she's doing her best! It's really hard NOT to feel for them both I think bc this is just a Situation and like it's not... unpredictable in that it was obviously going to happen eventually but like no one. really expects to suddenly be In that position either.

honestly im having so much fun with his ears and tail, tho I did. .. forget about them a scene or two I think im glad you can't really tell rofl. It just. Made sense to me that Nari would be the kind of person used to taking care of himself (when he didn't have Cyno around) because he seems to be the Type:tm:

I think you were plenty coherent <3 but man that is a mood when something really gets going lol I thought the tags would be a fun teaser for cyno's side >< we're working on it. And I hope you have a great day ♥

#casper-has-a-cat #asks and answers

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prettypupp · 2 years

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intro post!!!

NO AGE IN PINNED/DESC = BLOCKED !

DETRANSITION/MISGENDERING KINK BLOGS STOP INTERACTING WITH ME.

my name is nate! but i accept any nicknames!

genderqueer, he/it, queer

sub leaning switch

5'3"

virgin

ca$h: nathpupp (trying to go back to college, have to pay out of pocket 😔)

kinks and what im into

petplay/puppyplay

spit

breeding

oviposition/tentacles

degradation

praise

cockwarming

dumbification/objectification

size difference

free use

overstimulation

orgasm control

tempature play/wax play

hard nos

detrans/misgendering/forced fem

ageplay/ddlg + variants

noncon

blood/knife play

daddy kinks

feedism

anal

DNI

women/wlw/mlw/wlm (this acc is mlm/mlnb)

m4ps/p3d0s

racists

transphobes/homophobes

minors/ageless blogs + people older than 30 (minors/ageless blogs will be blocked)

fujoshis/fudanshis, mlm/mlnb fetishizers, and trans fetishisers. includes people who identify as quasihomosexual.

feederist/feeders/feedees

extra

please dont ask me to send images of myself, BUT my twitter is pretty__pupp if you wanna see pictures nd videos

please dont offer to buy/send me anything

dms are open, but i am warning you now that sexual dms make me uncomfortable and i may stop responding. i struggle with 1-on-1 private conversations because of my erotophobia. if youre going to dm me please dont make it sexual, thank you

my asks are always open and i love answering them even tho they make me go dumb just from reading them and its difficult to answer them sometimes because of that

#nsft #intro #nsft intro #nsft acc #prettypupp thoughts

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honeymyheaven · 2 years

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Castlevania + modern Romania

basically if the castlevania characters lived in modern Romania

im romanian btw !

the die hard patriot

trevor usually makes the slow ardelean jokes around him and alucard sulks for 3-5 business days about it

“de ce-l enervezi ma jegule?” you’d jump to the dhampire’s defence, struggling to keep yourself from laughing

drives a dacia 1300 because “those were the good old days”

would pick you up in it and you’d absolutely want to die even more so if Trevor and Sypha happen to be visiting

“Baaaaa, cu tigaia se fac clătite nu se iese pe strada” (you use the pan to make pancakes not go out on the street)

and you can’t even say anything because 😔

refuses to listen to manele or any new music + has every stela enache, gheorghe gheorghiu and mihaela runceanu record kept in absolute pristine condition

you’d be lying however if you didn’t absolutely adore when he would put old songs on and grab you to dance around, laughing while singing along

antena 3 and euforia on full blast every day

manelistu strazii

top 5 words in his vocabulary include but are not limited to: țeapă, prințesa, sa moara *insert any person to ever make his acquaintance*, bă / mă, cafeluța și tigara

“Lecții de viața” enthusiast and absolutely nobody can convince him these stories are fake

“Auzi, dacă mi-as pierde jobu ca Bogdan, m-ai lasa?” (if I lost my job like bogdan, would you leave me?)

“tu acuma n-aj job ma nenorocitule” youd roll your eyes and he laughs, grabbing your face between his hands and pressing kisses all over your face

“Sa știi ca ești rea de tot,”(you know you’re really bad) he would tease but refusing to believe that show is scripted

#also short and just kinda funny #fellow Romanians will know exactly what I mean by these #fluff #castlevania imagine #castlevania x reader #castlevania scenarios #castlevania headcanon #alucard x reader #trevor headcanons #trevor x reader #alucard headcanons #alucard tepes #trevor belmont #xreader

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cupidjyu · 1 year

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HIHI !! can u do a tbz ot11 head cannon on what would they do for your birthday ???

your celebration

tbz ot11 x reader (platonic) happy extremely belated birthday !!! TT sorry

genre: platonic, birthday celebration, bickering, clumsy losers notes: imma be so honest but i lowkey struggled with this writing like how do i incorporate all eleven of them without making it sound corny?? so im sorry if its a bit cheesy LMAO i tried word count: 0.6k

eric laughed loudly, pointing at you, “you are devouring that cookie.”

you glared, “it’s good, okay? haven’t you tried it?”

hyunjae jumped into the conversation as he was also eating one of the cookies, “it is good eric, won’t you listen to them?”

“but noone asked for your opinion,” chanhee deadpanned. he earned a slap from hyunjae, in which chanhee then curled his fist, ready to punch. you laughed, watching their antics.

“woah,” sangyeon entered the room, sitting on an empty spot on the couch.

you looked around, smiling slightly. everyone was gathered in the living room of eric’s place, either talking about weird topics or listening to those weird topics and laughing along. it was eric’s idea, to invite everyone over to his house, for some reason.

you had thought that maybe, it was to celebrate your birthday, but eric simply said it was a “casual get-together”.

okay so maybe they might’ve forgotten.

but it didn’t matter because they all were with you, hanging out and making you smile.

“wanna watch a show after the ca-” changmin suddenly blurted out, turning to you. but before he could finish his sentence, to your bewilderment, juyeon slapped a large hand over his mouth, shushing him. changmin protested.

you stared at them, tilting your head in confusion.

kevin nervously laughed, as if trying to cover up a lie, “look at how juyeon’s hand covers his whole entire face!”

you were even more suspicious because why was kevin suddenly yelling out the obvious?

now, it was jacob’s turn to laugh oddly loud. he has a fairly quiet voice, but suddenly it was loud.

“any show ideas, y/n?” jacob asked nicely.

you thought for a moment. you had so many that you wanted to watch with all of them but you just couldn’t decide. so, you started to go on this whole tangent of movies that you wanted to watch, varying in different genres, from horror to romance. they all listened quietly, pausing their conversation.

you were so into it that you hadn’t noticed sunwoo and haknyeon get up and sneak off into the kitchen. they were giggling to themselves, also shushing each other.

after the last show you talked about, you heard a loud clatter come from the kitchen.

“why’d you stumble?” you heard a hushed whisper come from that direction. it was sunwoo’s voice.

“it’s not like i meant to!”

they were bickering for the longest time. hyunjae awkwardly cleared his throat, eyeing the others with a forced smile. sangyeon only sighed, shaking his head as if he had expected it.

finally, they walked in, the lights suddenly being shut off. your eyes widened. there was a cake in their hands. the candles were lit and the design was exactly your style.

sunwoo and haknyeon were smiling sheepishly as everyone else started singing the birthday song. you were surprised but couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

everyone was so out of tune. it sounded like a bunch of crows screaming in different pitches. they set the cake on the table.

“i almost thought you guys forgot…” you say, observing the perfect-looking cake. you even feel yourself start to get teary-eyed.

“y/n’s crying,” younghoon stated in a teasing tone.

you glared, “get out.”

“harsh,” haknyeon piped up, sitting next to you.

“make a wish!” eric said. then, his eyes darkened, planning something. “or else, i blow the candles out myself.”

sunwoo slapped him on the shoulder, “it’s not even your birthday.”

“so?”

you ignored them. you thought for a moment and made a wish as you blew out the flames on the candles.

“what’d you wish for?” sangyeon asked curiously.

“you do know you’re not supposed to tell right?” kevin replied. sangyeon shrugged.

you laughed, “and if i said i wished for a hug from all of you?”

you heard a loud, honestly, evil, laugh sound in the room. of course, it was changmin. he pushed his way through and tackled you down into a tight hug. you giggled in response as you felt everyone else join, all smiling.

until juyeon accidentally elbowed eric and he screamed.

#tbz fluff #drabbles 💞#requests 💞

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