#is that while there might not be a lot of conservatives they are the scary kind
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one thing i will never understand is pride themed clothing. like where do you live. where do you live where you’re not afraid. i live in a moderately liberal small city but i still wouldn’t wear something like that.
#i mean the thing abt living in a fairly liberal city in a rural area#is that while there might not be a lot of conservatives they are the scary kind#but that's not exclusive to where i live i think most places in the us rlly i wouldnt…#shah mac
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Sea Salt Like Glitter: Part Two
Summary: You’re a forest ranger. Trees and mammals are your specialty. Mermaids in the ocean? Way outside your area of expertise. Good News: They like you. Bad News: They like you a lot
Mer! Sun x Plus Sized! Reader x Mer! Moon
Part One , Part Two (Here!), Part Three
Part two for everyone who was looking forward to it! Mostly fluff and plot set up here, I hope you enjoy! Also this is over 4k and honestly people need to get me away from the computer. Also also, happy Ruin DLC! I’m hoping we see something good
Warnings: Different Species, Threats of Bodily Harm, Implied Poaching, Cross Species Interactions, Mild Flirting, Cross Species Courtship
You take the realization of mer people pretty well in your opinion. Sure, there was some yelling and swearing, pacing up and down in the woods. The birds that make their nests by your cabin are convinced that you’re crazy but you’ve always been an odd one. You want to chalk it up to a hallucination but the rope burn on your hands and lack of fuel tell a different story.
Mer people don’t change anything about your job, which is a relief and a struggle. You have to go back to your normal day to day knowing that there are other things out in the world. It does renew your passion around nature and conservation, just with a different twist. Your boss raises your eyebrows when you come in a little cagy but doesn’t push for an explanation, only requesting that you get some more rest.
You swear you will, even though it’s been a struggle. In your dreams all you hear is the sound of waves against rocks and red eyes under the water. You’re treading water and keep feeling something try to pull you under. Every morning you wake in a sweat and want to scream. The creature had been scary, sure, but it hadn’t tried to hurt you. Just chase you off. You argue with yourself as you head back to the beach, mumbling under your breath.
“You’re being ridiculous. Even if the thing lives around here, you saved it. It doesn’t want to eat you.” Your rational brain agrees with your words but the other part of your brain scoffs. You know some kind of underwater secret now, why would it let you live?
The argument continues as you go down the stairs, scanning over the beach. There isn’t any trash and you’re thankful. It takes more willpower than it should to look over the water and, very slowly, you relax. The gulls are the only animals above the water and fish dart happily underneath. There’s a ping in your chest and you hope the creature you saved is alright. It had looked like a deeper water fish. Your brain happily chimes in that it might be nocturnal too, based on all the squinting it was doing. Even better, now you won’t have to see it and you can go back to pretending the experience was a fever dream.
A high-pitched click, almost like a dolphin call, snaps you out of your thoughts. Your eyes scan the surface again and go wide, white eyes peeking out above the water. There’s a head sticking out of the water.
Both of you refuse to move, the other new creature in the water and you on the shore. Red fins raise just a little and you remember the other splashes. Your creature had a friend. Well fuck.
This creature makes another click and, ever so slowly, moves closer to shore. Your feet are rooted to the spot in fear and it pauses, not knowing what to do. You know that you need to do something but you have no idea what and you wave. Your hand comes up to give a few, very quick and sharp wags before going limp at your side once again.
You want to curl into a ball. Your brain howls at you for being an idiot while another part is cackling. How in the world humans have become the dominant species is beyond you. Waving at a fucking fish, are you crazy-
You’re brought out of your spiraling thoughts by a loud splash. The creature’s fins are widely displayed, fanning around it’s face like petals and it has a large grin on it’s face. Webbed fingers break the surface to give you it’s own furious waves before it dives under the water. You watch, half fascinated and half terrified, as it makes a beeline for shore.
You back up a meter as it getting closer, the mer dragging itself half out of the water. The fins by it’s head wiggle happily, reds and oranges and yellows distracting you. This mer is covered in warm colored splotches and you watch as two larger fins by it’s hips come to hug the sand. It’s teeth as just as sharp as it’s companions, as are it’s claws and you resist the urge to book it.
The mer has been making clicking sounds the entire time you’ve been staring at it and you subtly close your mouth. Hopefully it doesn’t think that you’re trying to be a threat. Of course you aren’t but who knows what mer culture is. If there is mer culture. A long, low whistle catches your attention and you focus on the mer. The fins around it’s head have wilted a little and you realize that it’s eyes are completely white. Part of you thinks there may be a pupil there but you’d need to get closer to confirm.
“Umm sorry bud, I didn’t mean to ignore you.” It takes you a second to find your words but when you talk the creature perks up again, a wide smile on it’s face. It gives something like a coo and you nod, ignoring the way the hair on your arms stands on end. “Nice to meet you?”
“Friend!” You almost scream when it speaks fucking human and moves closer to you. You scramble back or at least try. Your boot gets caught in the sand and you fall backwards, landing straight on your ass. Your eyes are huge but the mer doesn’t stop, getting closer until it can almost touch your feet. It doesn’t touch, claws stopping about half a foot away. It looks almost like it’s vibrating in place, fins wiggling and no actually, that’s it’s entire body wiggling.
“You speak-?” You cut your own question off, gesturing between the two of you. It gives a high-pitched giggle that makes your ears ring. It nods, getting lower to the ground and reminds you of a dog doing a play bow.
“Yes yes! Only little.” It’s voice is deeper than you expect, not that you expected anything. There’s another tone behind the first that you can’t exactly place; maybe it’s a mer thing? You nod back and introduce yourself, pronouns included. You want to laugh at yourself; maybe you’re in shock? Why else would you give your pronouns to a mer person? Was gender even a thing under the ocean??
“Nice to meet friend!” The mer gives a few other happy body wiggles and then a cross between a hiss and bark. You stare, not saying anything and it frowns. “Name translate no. He!” You could already feel your brain starting to melt but give him a nod.
“Is there something that’s close? To your name” His head tilts to the side at your question and he begins to hum, tail burrowing into the dirt. The humming is soothing and you find yourself relaxing at the wordless tune. As you watch him and notice that he seems completely happy in the sand, his larger fins pushing the sand around him. It reminds you of some kind of fish but the mer speaks up before you can get too far.
“Sun!” He’s more than a little excited to tell you his name, leaning as close as he can get. His face is much larger than yours and you shrink back a little, even though he doesn’t seem to notice. Sun changes back to clicks and coos, tail slapping rhythmically in the water.
“Sun huh?” You can’t help but smile a little. He seems like a big puppy dog, just with extra teeth. And his fins are sort of like the sun. Kind of? “Nice to meet you too Sun.” You don’t have time to react. Right after you finish saying his name, his eyes go wide and a long tongue comes out of his mouth. He drags it across your cheek and you shriek in surprise, the mer giving a pleased rumble.
The next couple of hours pass in the same way, Sun chatting as much as he can and you carrying the conversation. It’s easy to pass the time; you and Sun are both fascinated with each other. It seemed that while Sun could talk, it was rare that he actually got to interact with people. You were getting more comfortable with him, letting him lean on you and put his head in your lap.
The sun was starting to dip below the horizon and your new mer friend was slowly sinking back into water. The darker the sky got, the more he yawned and seemed to drift off. He was almost all the way back into the water now and you gave a small wave, Sun giving one back. You turned to go but a deep, more menacing growl came up from the water and you froze.
Red eyes glared out of the water at you, mouth pulled into a snarl. Sun didn’t seem at all worried, giving a coo but not turning towards the other mer. You quickly glance between the water’s edge and where you stood, wondering if you had enough distance. Quiet hissing got louder and you watched as the other mer dragged itself out beside Sun.
The mer looked a lot better than before; skin healed and healthy looking. Red eyes were brighter and more focused, squarely on you. You didn’t know if you should bolt or stay still. Sun leans on the new mer, rubbing his head against a dark shoulder. The one you rescued gives a snarl but rubs their head back, not pushing the other off. You’re still in shock that the mer is completely healed, even though it’s been less than 24 hours. Maybe a couple over? Either way, that’s nothing short of impressive.
“Him Moon.” Sun’s voice is sleepy, slurring heavily but still clear. You look at him and then the new mer, apparently dubbed Moon. Moon makes a face and begins to click and whistle. The two of them fall into conversation, leaving you to watch and figure out what to do. You’re more nervous with Moon here but Sun doesn’t seem worried. Your eyes keep scanning the beach, just in case; you remember the tentacles on Moon and have no desire to get snatched.
Moon sees you scanning and gives a deep laugh, flashing his teeth at you. Black tentacles slide onto the sand and you want to be terrified, you really do. You can’t though because they’re gorgeous. Moon, like the other fish in the area, has bioluminescence and it looks like stars are dancing across his scales. Now that you’ve noticed the lights you see them everywhere, covering his entire torso and arms.
Sun gives a happy coo and smiles at you, beckoning you closer. You hesitate, looking at Moon. He looks half annoyed but also half amused, lips curling up a little but the rumblings have stopped. You give a sigh, wondering if anyone would find your body and get closer. Both of them watch you approach and don’t move, a tension in the air. It doesn’t feel bad, just intense.
You stop in front of Moon and he doesn’t shrink down like Sun has. He looms over you, blocking out the moonlight. Sun gives another sleepy coo, fingers gently wrapping around your arm. You can’t breathe, ruby eyes locked on your face. Moon leans closer, scanning your face and then your entire body. A cold tentacle wraps itself around your ankle and you resist the urge to yell; if you’re going to die, you aren’t going to show any fear.
Being this close you can really see Moon’s lights fading in and out. There’s a larger patch of lights at the end of his head fins, dangling over his shoulder. It almost looks like a lure and you try not to think too much about it. Moon calls your name and you flinch, focusing back on him. You had been so zoned out earlier that Sun must have said your name and you didn’t realize.
“Keep secret.” Moon’s voice is harder to make out than Sun’s but you understand him. He hadn’t phrased it as a question but you nod anyway, wanting to reassure him.
“I won’t say anything, I promise.” You’re completely sincere and Moon scoffs, rolling his eyes. You furrow your eyebrows, not know why he wouldn’t like that answer. You don’t get a chance to ask because one of his hands comes up and places a claw directly on your forehead. A tingle of tear slides down your spine but you ignore it.
“Ours now.” The words themselves are ominous but Moon’s tone is kind, even a little fond. You don’t get it, not really, and he can tell based on his face. He gives a rumble and gently flicks your forehead, snickering as you yelp.
“Hey! What was that-!?” You’re clutching your head and don’t notice him going in under your hands it’s too late. Another cold tongue drags itself against your cheek and you shriek, mer laughter filling the air. “Eww again!? What is with you two and licking!?”
Either of them answers your question, Moon snickering and Sun giving a lazy wave. You watch as Moon helps the other one into the water, hands gentle and they disappear under the water silently. Your heart is pounding like crazy and you can’t stop the giddy laughter even if you wanted to. Does it sound a little hysterical? Maybe. But it also feels like something you’ve been missing is finally clicking into place.
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The next few weeks you feel like you’re living the high life. Your trips to the beach have increased from once a week to every other day and you’re tempted to go every day. Without fail, one of them will meet you, even if it takes a little while. During the day it’s Sun and if it’s closer to evening, Moon may come visit. Sun is defiantly the friendlier of the two, pulling himself onto the sand and hanging out with you. Moon is more reserved, liking to stay in the water and splash you.
From what you’ve figured out, the two of them have been living in the area for years now. The secluded beach and lack of people make it ideal for staying out of the public eye. They’re also a mated pair; you’ve been too cautious to ask more details about that. There are cultural barriers that you’re trying to navigate and that seems like a topic to avoid for now.
The first time you ask about how they learned to speak, Sun gets a little sad. His fins drop and he snuggles closer in your lap. He’s the more physically affectionate of the two and you’ve gotten used to having wet pants.
“Human friend, long time ago.” His words are muffled by the fabric but he keeps going. You gently start to rub his back and he purrs, eyes looking up at you. “No stay, left soon.”
“Were they a ranger like me?” Your question earns a dark chuckle from Moon in the water. He glides around the edge, eyes locked on the two of you.
“Ranger too stupid to notice.” He rasps and you take offence, even if you know he’s not talking about you.
“I noticed you.” He hums, eyes half lidded and grin sharp.
“Not completely stupid.” You scoff at his words and he laughs. Sun gives a huff and flips his tail at Moon. The tentacled mer sputters at the water thrown at his face and sinks below the waves.
“Not ranger, visitor. Before beach was closed. Left once vacation over.” Sun sounds a little better now, not as sad as he explains. You nod, still rubbing his back and he soaks up the attention like a sponge.
“I’m sorry they left.” Sun smiles at your words, pulling you closer to him. It’s still unnerving to be manhandled so easily but you try to ignore it; people your size don’t usually get moved like feathers after all.
“Better now that you’re here.” You ignore the embarrassment you feel at Sun’s words, giving him a smile back.
“I’m glad you think so. I’m happy that I met the two of you.” Sun preens at the praise, the fins around his head fanning out in a dazzling display. Moon cuts off your admiring, shooting a jet of water directly at your face. You yelp and he snickers, crawling up onto the sand next to Sun. The two of them bicker as you clean your face and you can’t help but smile. This is the best time you’ve had in a while.
That, of course, means that it can’t last. A couple days after your sand cuddle session, you spot a boat out on the water. It’s larger than a normal speedboat and the hull is so dark grey it’s almost black. Dread settles in your gut like a stone; poachers.
They aren’t a common occurrence but that doesn’t mean poachers are rare. Normally you deal with them on the forest side and its easy to drive them off. Being on the water is going to be harder, partly because of the lack of equipment and partly because of your new friends.
You keep an eye on the boat as it lingers. You don’t see any nets or obvious illegal fishing but you can’t be everywhere at once. You ask Sun about it one day, making sure the two of you are out of sight of the boat.
“Boat fine.” He doesn’t seem nearly as worried as you are, chomping on a fish he caught earlier. He had offered you some and you declined, trying not to make a face. He clearly didn’t need to cook his food.
“You’re not worried about it?” You ask, a little surprised. Sun shrugs, half looking over his shoulder.
“Boat no fish, boat just stay.” You sigh, leaning against him.
“That’s what I’m worried about. I’m afraid that they’re poachers.” Sun listens as you speak, giving a rumble. “The two of you shouldn’t visit me until I figure this out.”
“What?” Sun sits up, fins flaring out along his head. He looks more than a little offended, leaning close to you. “Why no visit?”
“I don’t want you to get hurt.” You tell him, face serious. “I doubt anyone knows that you’re here but it’s better to be safe than sorry.” He watches you for a moment before leaning back and pouting.
“You take care of it?” You nod at his question, giving him a reassuring smile.
“Yeah Sun, I’ll take care of it.” He hums, fins wiggling for a bit before licking your cheek. You protest and all his does is laugh before sliding into the water. You figure that he’ll tell Moon your warning; you’re less worried about the nocturnal mer anyway. Now, onto the harder task.
Mark, at the end off the day, is a pretty good boss. He tends to be a little nervous (mostly around people) but he was always willing to go to bat for his employees and wildlife. He’s also the one to notify when you have issues in your remote part of the woods. He’s never been afraid to drive out and see what you’re dealing with.
“You’re making me nervous.” Mark can’t stop himself from commenting and you can’t blame him. You’ve been pacing up a storm since before he pulled up and hardly let him get a word in edge wise. You take a deep breathe, counting to four before releasing it. Make is here to help, even if you have to get a little more creative in your explanation.
“I’m sorry I just, I’m really worried about this.” You do your best to explain and Mark gives slow nod, looking out at the ocean.
“Normally you’re less concerned with ocean life.” Mark doesn’t make it sound accusatory but you still winced, looking out at the ocean. You watch the waves, trying to figure out how to phrase your thoughts.
“You’re right… I found something out there worth protecting.” You feel like your face is burning but pushed on, Mark watching you closely. “There are creatures who needs our help and don’t deserve to be hunted for sport. They’re worth more than that.” Silence fell and you held your breath; if he didn’t support you there was no way you could drive them off on your own.
“Some day you’ll have to tell me what you found.” Mark gives you a hearty back slap, surprising you and making you stumble. He laughs as you sputter, grabbing his binoculars and looking out. “Come on then, let’s get these folks out of your ocean.”
“It’s not my ocean!” Your protest is ignored, Mark snickering as he headed back towards his truck.
“Course it’s not. Come on, let’s get this down to the boat launch and go pay our friends a visit.” You grin at his words, calmed down with Mark’s confidence. He might normally be nervous but when it comes to wildlife, he was the pushiest person in the world.
Mark’s boat is nicer than yours and you ignore the ping of jealousy that stabs through you. Wish your boat was that nice. Mark drives you both closer to this boat, now on the south side of the rock formations. The boat had been driving around the rock formations in the area and it makes you nervous, knowing that Moon and Sun like to hunt there.
Once you get close enough, Mark hands you a megaphone and you stand up, doing your best to stay stable. Taking a deep breath, you let your voice boom out, thoughts of the mers down below giving your courage.
“Attention, you are in protected waters! State your business!” The ship stays silent for a moment after your request and the two of you tense. If they didn’t react, you would have to call in the coast guard and that was always hit or miss. You repeat the message, seeing if there were any signs of movement. Nothing.
“What do you want to do?” You ask Mark, turning to face him. Your boss frowns, shaking his head.
“It doesn’t mean that they’re poachers but it doesn’t look good. Let’s head back and call it in.” You nod in agreement and turned back around just in time to watch someone lean over the edge. Your eyes go wide as this person begins to puke, wincing as the sound echoed over the water. You and Mark share a look before you bring the megaphone back to your lips.
“Excuse me?” Your call has the person on the boat jumping, a high-pitched shriek filling the air. The person on the ship turns to you and you give a wave. “Please state your businesses, you’re in protected waters.” You watch as the person flails for a moment before putting their fingers up in a ‘hold on a second’ gesture and heading back into the boat.
“Not poachers.” Mark says from behind you and you nod, going boneless with relief.
“Not unless this is their first voyage.” You joke back and he laughs.
“Bad crew choice right there.” The two of you laugh to yourselves, pleasantly surprised as the person comes back with a few more people, their own megaphone in hand. You take another breath, begging yourself for some patience. This was going to be a long talk.
♥
It took almost two hours to convince the boat they had to leave. Apparently, it was a private party ship that had drifted too far south. You let Mark do most of the technical talking, especially when it came to where exactly the boat was supposed to be. You had more fun watching the people try to be sober when they very clearly were not.
You also keep an eye out for your underwater friends but they stay away and you’re thankful. You don’t want to have to explain to Mark about mer people on top of dealing with drunk tourists. Finally, the two of you watch the ship drive off and you sigh, leaning back and closing your eyes.
“Tired?” Mark sounds as tired as you feel and you nod, closing your eyes.
“Yeah. They’re more than 20 meters off course, how does that even happen?” Mark gives a snort, turning the boat back and driving to the shore.
“That’s what happens when you get drunk and your ship is fancy enough to have cruise control. I’m going to call it in once we get back and hopefully someone will meet them on their way back.” You give a hum back, acknowledging his words.
“Sounds good to me. I’ll write up my report tonight and get it to you by tomorrow.” He waves you off, shaking his head.
“A couple of days later is no big deal. I have the regional meeting tomorrow too.” You wince at ‘regional meeting’. Sucks to be the boss. The two of you spend the rest of the ride in silence, getting the boat out of the water easily. You’re just about to part ways when there’s a large splash in the water behind you.
Your stomach drops out as you turn and see a flash of Sun’s bright red tail. Mark’s eyes are wide like yours and you don’t know what to say. He clearly saw Sun, even if it wasn’t all of him. You want to tell him he’s crazy but Mark just shakes his head, rubbing at his eyes.
“I’m… seeing things, I think. I’m gonna head back. We’ll talk once you finish your report.” You nod, trying not to come off as too relieved because of his words.
“Have a good night Mark, we’ll talk later.” He gives you a half wave as you see him off, making sure the boat is hooked up before driving off. You pray that Mark will ignore what he’s seen; he loves the ocean more than anyone.
Sun jumps into the air again and now you watch with a smile, heading back towards the beach. With the sun getting close to setting, maybe you’ll see Moon tonight too. Mark may have competition for ocean lover, now that you think about it.
#fnaf#sun imagine#moon imagine#daycare attendant x reader#fnaf daycare attendant#daycare attendant#fnaf sun#fnaf moon#sun x reader#sun x reader x moon#moon x reader#fnaf security breach#mermaid au#fnaf au#mer sun#mer moon#daycare attendent#daycare attendant x y/n#sun x y/n#sun x moon#moon x y/n
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[park ranger voice] now it’s important to be mindful of the local birds! this area is home to a lot of dromaeosaurids and troodontids, the animals you might know of by their more common name: the raptors. these little guys are a lot less dangerous than the movies would have you believe, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t worry at all! our local raptors range from turkey sized species like pectinodon and dromaeosaurus to the much larger dakotaraptor, which can get up to eighteen feet long! the small ones are skittish and likely to run away from any humans they see, but dakotaraptor will essentially ignore most humans unless you act overtly threatening towards them. when you’re setting up camp, remember to keep all of your food bags in a high up place where they won’t get broken into by any curious critters. raptors are incredible jumpers and climbers, so we recommend tying them up at least ten to twenty feet up. when you’re on our trails, it’s a good idea to have bells tied to your gear, to make sure our raptors can hear you coming. even the big ones will generally try to stay away from you if they can help it! the small troodontids can get curious, but they don’t mean you any harm, and if you leave them be they’ll do the same to you. if you run into a raptor, don’t panic! don’t run away either, or they’ll probably chase you just on instinct, even if they don’t actually want to eat you. give them a wide berth, and make sure they know you’re there and that you aren’t a threat. when they’re threatened, raptors will spread their wings like this and raise that big feathered tail, making themselves look big and scary to ward off larger predators. if you see this threat display, that’s your cue to slowly back away, making sure they can see that you aren’t interested in going after them. on the other hand, if they’re lowering themselves like this, that might mean they’re getting a little too interested in you! so if you see that, spread your arms like this, open up your jacket if you have one, to make yourself look big. the point isn’t to fight them, it’s to get them to back off on their own because you’re too big to eat. slowly back away while making yourself look big like that and making a lot of noise. but i have to stress that raptors almost never attack humans, so you won’t have to use this advice except in the rarest of circumstances. our local raptors are mostly solitary hunters, so they won’t be going after large prey like humans, instead preferring animals around their size or smaller. even the largest ones don’t usually see humans as worth the effort! just remember to respect these beautiful animals, and stay away from their nests, which you might find in sheltered woodland areas off of the trails. it’s the brooding season right now, and some of our animals here can get REALLY protective, which is why it’s important to stay on the trails! remember that these animals are more scared of you than you are of them, so just let them live at a distance. take only pictures, leave only footprints. we have pamphlets here about the different species and the conservation efforts for them if you’re interested! if you’d like to donate, every penny helps, and we need all we can get to protect these beautiful birds and their habitats. thank you all for your time, see you on the trails!
(wanted to write something based on bear safety PSAs i used to see for hikers, sorry it got long lol)
holy crap its amazing
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Genuinely the last two hours of my shift was insane.
1pm: I visit a resident who doesn't need much help. I haven't checked on her all day except for bringing meals. Ask if she needs anything. "1000 boxes of chocolate" okay, that's beyond me, but I'll try for some chocolate! She's immediately trying to talk me out of it "it was a joke!"
1.05 pm: help a bloke into bed. He insists on first bumping me every minutes cos we're working well as a team. This genuinely made it harder, but so much more fun!
1.10 pm: paperwork
1.20 pm: sneak into the receptionist office looking for her secret chocolate. Encounter nurse. Explain what I'm doing and he goes, "oh, I stole some chocolate earlier, here, have the whole box!"
1.25: find four resident together, two walking pushing the other two on wheelchairs. Only one of the ladies in a wheelchair is okay with this. They are all fighting very loudly about who's being helpful and who isnt. Intervene, remove the lady in the chair who doesn't want to be pushed. One of the walking ladies grabs the others' 4 wheel frame and pushes it out of reach to punish her.
1.30: having returned the frame and de-escalated everything, I'm now outside with the lady in the wheelchair to show her the flowers so she knows things are calm. She's very happy with me. She used to volunteer with a native wildlife conservation group that spent a lot of time planting trees.
1.45: attend call bell. Resident is having a seizure. Wife is very upset. Get resident in bed, call nurse, help wife calm down
1.55: swing by first resident's room, give her a box of chocolates. She's overjoyed, can barely talk she's laughing so much
2.00: chat with colleague about the ladies' fight earlier. He heaves, like, the biggest sigh! Begin tea and coffee service
2.05: my involvement in tea and coffee service comes to end, as seizure guy has another seizure. Call a nurse, no answer. Colleague comes by and recognises the seriousness, I can hear her yelling at the nurse on her radio to come now while I try to keep the wife calm (seizures are very scary looking!)
2.20: nurse is here! She explains another resident has absconded, which is why they're busy. I know the bloke who's absconded well, so I volunteer to look for him. I no use to seizure guy compared to a nurse
2.25: meet the nurse who's outside searching. "I can't ask you to do this, because then I'm responsible for anything that might happen to you. But I would like it if you looked for him." Okay, fine, I get it i guess. Also, you snuck me chocolate earlier for that Resi, so I feel fond
2.30: I get lucky and find him. He dawdles back to the facility with me. We talk about political history and why there are no pubs in walking distance
2.45: hastily do my paperwork. Lots of behaviour charting today! And everyone wants to ask me where I found the missing resident (the answer isn't funny, but people laugh anyway, cos what else can we do? He got like three blocks away to the main road. He was trying to catch a tram. It's scary)
2.50: spend five min with seizure guy's daughter because she looked upset. Ambulance is here for him now and she'd left the room to give everyone some air
2.55: visit a resident in another wing who just got back from hospital. He usually visits me when I'm on shift so I was worried to not see him, sure enough he's very short of breath and can't walk far (hence going to hospital yesterday). Help him to bed, tell the nurses, they already know
3.00: home time!
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The Dutch political situation explained*
*to the best of my ability
So, our government collapsed last week and today our current prime minister has declared he will quit politics after the coming elections. So things have been happening and I thought, maybe some non-Dutch people saw some things in the news or on their dash and maybe some Dutch people who do not follow politics are also confused so it might be good to try and break it down. (And I'll try to stay objective)
Why did the government collapse?
That's a good question to start with actually. On the surface it's because they couldn't agree on a migration policy. The largest party, the VVD (right-wing, but if this was the USA it would be centre let's be real. Y'know what, see the figure of the Dutch political landscape at the bottom, they're right-wing but not conservative), which is also the party of the PM (Mark Rutte), apparently suddenly came with extra demands for how refugee families could be reunited and the Christen Unie (CU, a centre-left Christian party), the smallest party of the coalition, felt like they could not agree to these demands. The four coalition parties (others were D66, centre-progressive and CDA, centre-right Christian) are said to have together decided to let the government fall.
However, it is a weird thing to fall over, they have (had) much bigger crises and differences of opinion. These 4 parties have been together in the previous government as well and they almost finished their term, they fell over the Kinderopvangtoeslagaffaire (that is a real word) a few months before the elections were planned to happen. In short, the government had branded some innocent families as frauds, and demanded back a lot of money, resulting to them getting very large debts. Over the years it was discovered that non-white families were much more often targeted than white families and that the government had also known for years those families were innocent but tried to sweep it under the carpet.
All this to say that even though they resigned after all this was discovered, most politicians came back and it is actually still going on, the families are still not fully compensated. I can name about 4 more crisis that they should have dealt with but they (the VVD mostly) chose migration as the hill to die on. It was speculated to be a campaigning thing by Mark Rutte, but him resigning today seems to negate that.
Why is the PM resigning such a big deal?
Mark Rutte has been our longest serving PM ever. He has been PM since 2010, this was his 4th government. This means he’s about the only PM children and many young adults have known (I can personally only vaguely remember the previous PM and no idea who was PM before him). This also means our politics of the last 10 years have been dominated by the VVD. Because there have been many scandals during the years many people were totally done with the VVD and Mark Rutte. However we also knew what he was like.
I personally think the VVD has been getting a lot of votes the past years because some people liked Mark Rutte as PM and all those people will have to figure out who to vote for now. It is quite a weird idea to me that we will actually get a new PM, and a bit scary because while I didn't like Rutte, it could definitely have been worse.
So what about the coming elections?
There are more parties looking for a new leader. The current leader of the CDA has also said he’ll quit and it is unclear what the leader of D66 will do. The two largest left-wing parties, PvdA and GroenLinks have been working together more and more the past few years and they want to do the coming elections as one team, but their members first have to vote on the plans and if they agree it is unclear who will lead this. However, as you can see below, we have quite a lot of left-wing parties, which as a result are none of all very big, so it might be interesting to see what will happen if there’s suddenly one big party to vote for.
And then there are 2 other factors. Firstly, the BBB (right-wing, farmers’ party) became the largest during the provincial elections last year, while the coalition parties lost. Will people also vote for them during the national elections? And if they become the largest who will they be willing to work with in the government?
The last factor can be really important or be absolutely nothing. There’s this guy called Pieter Omtzigt, he was a member of the CDA, but they fought within the party and he decided to become independent. Now, he is quite popular, during the last election he alone got enough votes to theoretically fill 5 seats in parliament, and became well known because he was one of the main politicians trying to figure out the truth behind the Kinderopvangtoeslagaffaire (there it is again). However, it is completely unknown what he will do, will he stay in politics? Will he start his own party? (He doesn’t have much time for that anymore.) Will he join another party? (The BBB? Update: He said he will not join BBB) We have no idea, but if he decides to stay in politics it can become very interesting.
And this was my break-down of current Dutch politics. I hope it cleared some things up for some people. The main point is that everything is quite insecure right now and that it will take a while before we get a better picture, with the politicians all firstly going on holiday, it might take a while until we'll know when the elections are going to be and who we will be able to vote for.
#it was also nice for me to put everything down#though I did curse my decision to do it in english because these are not topics i usually discuss in english#also isn't it nice to write about the main players in current dutch politics and not mention the pvv or fvd even once I loved it#dutch politics#dutch#the netherlands#I made on original post#politics
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Any advice for women questioning if they might be bi?
This is an interesting question that I'm not quite sure how to answer. I thought I might tell you what my own experience in figuring out my sexuality was like, but I might have a bit of a weird story since understanding my attraction to men was actually more difficult than my attraction to women. This is stupid long and a bit navel gazey (walking down memory lane since I'm currently staying at my mom's place in my hometown). If you want to skip to the TLDR section at the bottom, I put the advice that came to me while writing this there. I hope it helps a bit, but if not, maybe others might want to add their own advice for anon in the replies?
I grew up in a smaller Alberta city that leaned conservative, but I was lucky enough to have open-minded and accepting parents who were pro gay rights. I went to catholic school (for french immersion lol), and before I even had the awareness that same sex attracted people existed, my elementary school friend group ostracized me, they said they thought I was a lesbian because I liked dinosaurs and roughhousing too much.
I was very confused until I was about 12 and learned that women could indeed be attracted to and have relationships with other women; that's when the understanding hit that there was a reason I felt differently about certain girls than I did about my other girl friends. Why I loved to sit next to them and stare at each individual feature of their faces when they talked, why I treasured the chihuahua webkinz Cristina from the bus gave me for christmas so much (I bought her a pack of lip smacker lip balm, this is so nostalgic lol), why I often gave Julia from my soccer team a playful shove if only to touch her for just a second. Now I knew what I was feeling. The problem was, aren't girls supposed to like boys? My peers would talk about how hot this one was and how they wanted that one's number; I just didn't get it. Boys were all just kind of weird and gross and scary to me.
In the next couple years I read more about lesbian gay and bisexual history and culture, learned that it wasn't wrong for me to love women but that many people wouldn't accept that. In high school (catholic high school!), if people asked, I answered truthfully, and it didn't make me popular. This is basically the reason I absolutely hate the word Queer; I had that word spat at the back of my head in the hallways by the grease ape hockey players who joked about "drinking beers and hitting queers". I had my share of crushes but didn't dare act on them. It frankly sucked, but I still made some friends.
(Funny tangent here: I had made a couple of new friends who were kind of in the 'cool bad girls' clique but didn't know my reputation. At lunch one day they stole my phone and as a prank they texted my mom "I have something to tell you... I like women" and she answered "you already told me that??" LMAOOO my mom felt so bad but like I told her, how was she supposed to know? anyway those girls didn't hang out with me much after that.)
Later on, I tried harder to fit in at school. I wore a lot of makeup and had a boyfriend for a couple months, which only confused me further. He asked me out and he was considered desirable and he was nice and didn't make fun of me, so I said yes. I used to set an alarm on my phone when I was at his place and pretended my mom was calling me and I had to leave. That scene at the start of But I'm a Cheerleader where Megan is just sitting there letting her boyfriend make out with her while she waits for it to be over, it really resonated with me when I watched it the first time lol. When he started hinting he wanted to have sex and put my hand on his boner through his pants, I couldn't take it anymore and ended it. I began to think I just wasn't into men at all. I kind of ignored them after that.
After a tumultuous almost-relationship with another girl who got then scared into claiming she was straight again by the homophobia at school and her religious mother (and then we weren't allowed to be each other's grad partners even as platonic friends), I had my first girlfriend after I graduated high school (we're still friends although she's fully into the theythem sphere now). She moved to another province and I discovered I'm not the type of person who can handle long distance relationships, so that was the end of that.
Finally in college, where people usually have their same-sex experimentation phase, I instead discovered that I am indeed attracted to men, I guess it just took me a while to find the ones who did it for me. A coworker turned close friend turned FWB turned long-term boyfriend confirmed that for sure. It was a whirlwind of self discovery but I was glad to have finally figured out what I was questioning for so long. So at the age of 19, I became as sure as I am now that I am not gay, not straight, but bisexual. I don't know if the kinsey scale thing is bullshit or not but I'd say I sit at about a 4. Things sort of fell into place for me eventually, which I think was lucky for me and I'm grateful for it.
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I knew I was attracted to women from my early teens on, didn't figure out if I liked men until college years.
So if you're still with me, that's why I don't exactly know what advice to give you. Honestly, I wrote all of that mostly hoping you might find something relatable in there to build off of. Basically, are you romantically attracted to women, do you want to hold her hands, kiss her deeply, spend all your time with her, be filled with joy when you hear the beautiful sound of her voice, hold her closely until you fall asleep together? and Are you sexually attracted to women, is there a longing in you when you think about touching her body, her breasts, her stomach, her lips, her thighs, her vulva, the sensation of her touching you too? If it's yes to all of the above... yeah you're probably attracted to women.
But if it's yes to only one subset or another, here's the thing: I've seen a ton of straight people online and in my personal life claim they're bi because they're able to tell which individuals of their own sex are conventionally attractive or not. I posted a while ago about my straight male coworker who said "I think the guitarist in my favourite band is hot so I guess I might be queer?" and my other coworkers who immediately jumped in like YES YOU'RE QUEER YOU'RE SO QUEER leaving me like... okay but would you kiss him? Have sex with him? Fall in love with him? Again that's not necessarily your case, just that the lines have been seriously blurred when it comes to sexuality, between this sort of "everyone can be queer" thing and also the ubiquity and oversaturation of porn. Porn warps the shit out of all your mental processes but especially arousal and romantic and sexual bonding. This is how we get those women who talk about how they would fuck women but never have a romantic relationship with her. Porn culture warps their minds into viewing other women as objects from which to derive sexual pleasure, even if their natural orientation is heterosexual.
I guess my number one advice is that if you want to try romance and intimacy with a woman, MAKE SURE you are upfront with the fact that you're questioning your sexuality. There's no shame in questioning, of course. But another user and I were just talking about the large number of curious straight women who go on dating apps and waste the time and crush the spirits of gay and bi women who are just looking for love, not looking to be a litmus test or an experiment. I'm sure there are women out there who would be happy to explore your attraction with you, but also be on the lookout for people looking to take advantage of you and ABSOLUTELY run the other way if it's a het couple looking for a third, holy fuck don't even give those crusties the time of day.
Another piece of advice for you is that no two women are the same. Being attracted to women doesn't mean you'll be attracted to EVERY woman. This is why I'm wary of the types who say "I'm attracted to all women and only some specific men" like that sounds fake as fuck. Bi and gay woman have types and preferences just like straight women do.
All you can really do is keep thinking on it, keep exploring your feelings. It could help to talk it out with other lesbian or bisexual women in your life if you're lucky enough to have them. I wish you the very best but don't stress too much over it either. There's no rush, take your time, be well.
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I live in a strict religious environment where my parents don't even let me leave the house without a long skirt. They send me to a private school with a similar dress code, and all the girls there are obessed with getting married as soon as they graduate. They're all conservative normies and creepy af. I really want to cut my hair short, wear pants, just be masc and live my lesbian truth. But for now I'm trapped in this cage until I'm no longer a minor and can move out of my parents' house. Even then, I would be afraid to leave my community because it's all I know. Even though I live in a regular big city they're kind of isolated socially. All I have are my internet friends.
How do I cope
im sorry for your situation and i hope you can stay strong. i've been through something similar (to a lesser extent) so i'll try to give the best advice i can, but keep in mind im just a person on the internet.
so, i know a lot of people might say to come out of the closet loud and proud, but keep in mind this is never an obligation, especially if your safety and wellbeing is at risk. you might have to lay low for a while, and the #1 thing in that case is don't give up hope.
this doesn't mean you can't resist. if your parents are just strict but not abusive, you can push the boundaries and they might get worn down. try go out for a casual walk in pants, cut your hair as short as they'll allow, toe the line of what you can get away with. if they get any more lenient, push a little further. if they double down, ease off it.
lastly, removing yourself is scary. whether it's a leap of faith or a slow withdrawal, you might feel like you're alone in it. controlling communities are really good at convincing you that everyone on the outside is unfriendly and unreliable, but you'd be surprised how many people out there will become close friends just from casual, regular interaction. connections are one of the greatest assets we have as a social species, and knowing the right people can help you through anything, sometimes in unexpected ways.
try meeting people outside of your community in a low-threat situation. join a book club where you don't know anyone, volunteer at an animal shelter, get a part time job. libraries are a great place to start for all sorts of clubs and events.
online friends are a great way to stay strong, my three best friends in the world are from estonia, hungary, and germany. you can (carefully!) get to know people from all around the world in similar situations to you.
i hope this could be helpful to you in any way. if anyone else has any thoughts, i'd love to hear them.
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ok last post for the day but did you know that literally unpacking your repression will cure you?
i've been unpacking the word and the concept of "repression" for the past 11 months and it has taken me on a journey that has just. literally repaired holes in my brain
and i didn't even know i was repressed. i thought i was "normal" and knew about all the edges and sides of myself
but it turns out that there was more to discover. and i have resolved to never be so set in stone again, so sure of what i know and don't know, how i identify, how i operate, how i navigate
your body and life and mind are all very malleable, expandable; you can be so much stronger, so much more confident, than you are now. even if you think you're already strong and confident
you don't know what you don't know...
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the biggest reoccuring issue that i see on the internet is people posting with such authority, being so sure that they're right, even when they're speaking from a very narrow point of view, and have had a sheltered, judgmental upbringing. so they're just projecting their very limited experience on everything else. i know because i used to be guilty of that too.
but now i'm so... like, i am so fulfilled, so happy, and in a constant state of open curiosity, closer to zen than i have ever been before.
and i had to get there through being dragged through gravel at the bottom of a pit; i had nightmares about demons coming through screens, false reality, eyes following me everywhere. this is a really personal note here. you might not resonate with this. but i think that "madness" or nightmares can sometimes be a signpost of something else that's bothering you. i know that i was flagging to myself that the internet and television and etc, while it is very entertaining, it's also literally false reality, like, you could waste your whole life caring about tweets and hot takes and shit. i could just work on my little computer then watch tv and sleep and that would be my whole life. but it was all a coping mechanism for an unfulfilled life.
so then -- what is it that would make for a fulfilled life? even if it feels scary, out of reach, impossible; even if it feels shameful (not from a real sense, i.e. harming someone else, but from an imaginary sense, like "i don't know why, but when i think about this thing that doesn't hurt anyone, i feel sick, like i shouldn't do it, but i want to do it, i feel like i have to do it"--)--
i think there is soooo much repression out there, because we're just steeped in it. and there's the repression that you know about, then a whole shadowy area of your mind that's the repression you're not even conscious of. and maybe sometimes things lash out from those shadows; you project things onto other people, carry grudges, can't feel satisfied with anything, etc
i've dealt with a lot of depression and anxiety and intrusive thoughts and so on, and a lot of it just.......... stopped. over the past year. from unpacking the repression
(i also feel personally that a lot of people who subscribe to conservative ideologies are repressed on some level. and in my mental mind map, there's "repression" < - > "trauma" < - > "isolation" with lines pencilled in heavily between each of them)
and it's like... you open yourself up to yourself, you open up to other people more, you become more engaged in your community, build better friendships, etc.
because it's like repression is poison in the soil... and the more we get rid of that shit the more we can grow, open up, more things grow..
it's just one word, it can mean different things to different people, but i think we could all attack it with the same woodpecker-like ferocity that i am attacking my own repression. you know? then it would be like. oh shit. i had a tool of imperialism and colonialism and white supremacy and heteropatriarchy and protestant / catholic control just festering inside of me for years. damn. good thing i got it out!
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Being a Folklore Dog
I’ve been meaning to write about my nonhumanity for a while now so hi, I’m dogbeast~! I’m a human-ish weredog shapeshifting fae dog monster ;-)
My system’s best guess right now is that I’m a fusion of two previous alters, but I would’ve fused before we realised we were a system so we don’t really remember how that process went down. I’m fairly sure I’m a fusion of a human lad and a black monster dog which is why I’m both human and a dog cryptid~ ♡
I’m specifically a black monster dog from British folklore like a barghest, shuck, gytrash or padfoot (I’m not a church grim even though they can appear as black dogs, that’s a slightly different kind of beast to me 😌). I have more of a connection to the area of the UK we grew up in than a lot of my other headmates and being a British folklore dog is really important to me and my connection to my home. I’m a pretty sociable and chill guy but I’m also super queer and it’s hard sometimes to grow up in a conservative rural area and feel like an outcast in a place that means so much to you. Black shuck is a monster but it’s a monster that belongs in East Anglia. I’m a medieval european historian too and it feels so right that I have this connection to the history of my home. I’m an old monster and I’ve always been here and always will be here.
✨Dehumanisation✨ reasons aside though being a black dog doesn’t feel like a negative thing for me at all. I’m a lot more stable and happier as a fused alter than either of my component parts were and I love being a big scary monster weredog~ Black dogs are also considered ghost dogs and fairy dogs and I think I can definitely see myself as a fae human weredog thing 👀
Literally in the middle of writing this lol I remembered that @who-is-page coined the word folcintera and I think that might fit what I am - a weredog who’s nonhumanity is intrinsically tied to British folklore 😌 Theriomythic works for me too I think! Honestly I haven’t existed in my current form for more than a few months so I’m still figuring out the details of what exactly I am haha but folcintera and theriomythic feel right for now
#I hope u don’t mind the tag page I saw that u wanted to be tagged in personal folcintera stuff when I was searching the term 😌💞#alterhuman#dog therian#therian#otherkin#theriomythic#folcintera#dogbeastposting
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As far as I know, this is what Kishimoto implied and this is also what the novels implied Ino and Sakura are still equal. I know a lot would disagree but honestly, this is not impossible and could be 60% true.
Sakura has the Byakugou Seal and Chakra-Infused Strength. She's so strong and can destroy buildings with one punch.
Ino's jutsus and abilities are not as flashy as Sakura. Her jutsus are kinda “lowkey” and “conservative.” However, despite being low-key, Ino's jutsus are actually powerful and scary. Mind-control is no joke. Also, her versions of Yamanaka Jutsus are deemed flawless. It's faster, doesn't need the target to be still, and can go with any distances. Ino, being a medic ninja is also stronger than an average ninja, she could send her enemies flying with one punch.
When it comes to Medicine, Sakura is far better than Ino but Ino is crowned as the best Sensory Ninja.
If they would ever fight, I would say that it is a mismatch. Unfair for some reason. Ino probably has the edge because there is no way Sakura can counter her mind jutsus. In physical combat, Ino would keep up but will lose eventually so I don't think she'd resort to punches and kicks. She'd trap Sakura with one of her jutsus the second their fight started. However, Sakura might also punch her the second their fight started.
I don't know, for some reason, I can't see a way for Sakura to win lmao. I guess, if her second mind would still work on Ino, maybe she'd win but I doubt it. Ino is expert with mind jutsus, I don't think Sakura would be able to break/defeat someone on something they are expert with. Especially, Sakura never developed her second mind.
Sakura is physically stronger but Ino's mental prowess is unmatched. So yeah, I guess they're still equal.
Sorry but this is incorrect. Ino isn't beating Sakura in a fight, ever. Kishimoto hasn't implied that they're equals, nor have the novels.
By your logic, Ino can literally defeat anyone solely due to her Mind Transfer jutsu, but that's not the case. It's difficult enough to trap someone with it in the first place due to the fact that it moves slowly and in a straight line, which is why the target needs to be restrained or trapped with the Shadow Possession jutsu. Sakura isn't just gonna stand still and let herself be trapped by it. But in the event that the jutsu is successful, anyone who has a strong enough will would be able to break out of it anyway. Sakura did this when she was 12 years old, and she improved more than Ino did as the years went by. Therefore, logic dictates that if she was able to break out of it then, there's no reason why she couldn't do so now.
Let me also comment on a few things directly.
Ino, being a medic ninja is also stronger than an average ninja, she could send her enemies flying with one punch.
Being a medic doesn't make you stronger than the average ninja, and Ino can't send her opponents flying with one punch, at least not anywhere near to the same degree that Sakura can.
Ino probably has the edge because there is no way Sakura can counter her mind jutsus.
Yes she can, she can simply stay moving. That alone would already make it very difficult for Ino to make a successful mind transfer, and in the unlikely event that Ino were to trap Sakura with it, the latter's will is strong enough to break out of it. Furthermore, any damage that Sakura sustains while the Mind Transfer is in effect, would also be sustained by Ino, so she wouldn't be able to do much towards winning a fight with it anyway.
She'd trap Sakura with one of her jutsus the second their fight started.
No she wouldn't, she literally wouldn't. Sakura would need to be restrained in order for this scenario to have any chance of happening.
I guess, if her second mind would still work on Ino, maybe she'd win but I doubt it. Ino is expert with mind jutsus, I don't think Sakura would be able to break/defeat someone on something they are expert with. Especially, Sakura never developed her second mind.
Sakura doesn't have a "second mind", no one does. Inner Sakura was just a visual representation of Sakura's inner thoughts, nothing more. Sakura's will was what forced Ino out the first time, and her will has only gotten stronger since then. So yes, Sakura would still be able to force her way out of the jutsu. Unless of course you think people like Naruto, Sasuke, and other Kage level ninja also wouldn't be able to break free from it? Because they would, and Sakura is no different.
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thank you so much for your blog lol. i've unironically learned a lot from it. i'm 17 and interested in becoming a catholic. i read the new testament and i believe it, i try to pray and learn more about christianity as much as i can, and from the research i've done on different christian denominations i think catholicism seems the most correct & resonates with me the most. never been to church though yet, but i plan on going when i move out lol. but i'm from a secular/ethnically jewish background and i'm nervous to talk to the people in my life about wanting to convert to christianity, because they think religious people are stupid and misguided and that christians are bible-thumping rednecks with no critical thinking skills basically. my friends make fun of christians a lot, and my dad doesn't want to take me to church while i live with him. i've also realized i am more conservative-leaning, for lack of a better word, on issues such as transgender and abortion, though honestly i never thought these were good things on my own but got peer pressured into supporting them. but my area is so liberal/secular and people constantly talk about these issues in ways i very much disagree with or make fun of religious people and i just stay quiet because i'm too much of a coward to say that i'm the person they're talking about. i feel like i would lose a lot of my friends online and irl if i started talking about the impact christianity has had on me and how much it means to me. i know christians are supposed to be open about their beleifs and be able to explain and defend them. i want to explain to people that i want to be a christian and that i don't mean any harm for having different beliefs from them, but i'm honestly too scared to lose my friends. do you have any advice for this situation? (i'm sorry for the long ask!!!)
Anon, thank you for the kind words! I'm glad that my blog was able to help you out.
I'm sorry you're in that kind of situation. It's definitely difficult to be in that position, and it's very scary.
I recommend looking into videos on catholic apologetics (how to explain and defend your faith to others). Father Mike Schmitz has lots of videos explaining different aspects of the catholic faith, and I highly recommend his videos! I watch them fairly regularly myself, as he's energetic and can break down difficult subjects into smaller pieces.
I also recommend looking into catholic groups you can attend for support. Local churches tend to have groups for young adults that can range from Bible studies to more casual hang-outs. If you cannot attend these due to your family, then look online! There are groups on social media and apps like Discord that can be a healthy access point for others of the faith.
You can also reach out to local churches via e-mail to get in contact with someone who can talk to you and get you any resources you might be looking for.
As for difficulties with friends, that's probably the scariest thing. First off, do not feel responsible for changing their mind. If you strive to live your life as a good example of the faith, then you've done your best.
Pray a lot over it! I pray rosaries often when I am stressed out about something. I find the repetition helps soothe my anxieties. Ask that you might find the words to best use in your conversations. And feel free to ask others to pray for you as well! You are not in this alone, though it may feel like it.
Going into a conversation, ask that they be respectful and hear you out, and say that you will be respectful in return. Make it clear that you aren't accusing or attacking them.
If they come at you with questions that you struggle to answer, you are absolutely able to say that you aren't certain how to answer at the moment, and you can get back to them later after you look into that topic. Especially since you are rather new to the faith, but even people raised catholic can struggle with how best to address certain concerns.
Your situation is difficult, and I'm sorry if my response does not seem super helpful or instructive. While I have lost friends in the past due to my faith, it was more of a gradually growing apart rather than direct confrontation, so I don't have the same experiences. I will be praying for you. Feel free to contact me again if you'd like.
And if any mutuals or followers of mine have some of their own advice, especially those who converted to the faith, you all are absolutely welcome to reblog with your experiences!
#asks#answers#catholicism#do look into Father Mike though#his videos are very well worded and easy to understand
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Things that make me proud to be Canadian:
I PERSONALLY BELONG(ED) TO THE TRIBE THAT BURNED DOWN THE AMERICAN WHITEHOUSE. Yup, there was a war between Canada and the United States, and CANADA won. 🇨🇦
Canadians won the most bloody battle in World War 2 history, Vimmy Ridge. No other army in the war at the time could take that land, but we did.
We go into many wars as Humanitarian Aid, saving life, not ending it.
We don't pay for healthcare
We do have a lot of military power, but we don't brag
We manufacture almost all aircraft, even spacecraft, especially used in NASA and the USA military. *Pieces are made in Canada, and they are "assembled" (sometimes) in their own country.*
People are actually charged for hate speech, like it should be. Even during a protest.
Scary things about being Canadian:
Knowing your neighbours have a ton of nukes and thinking they would do a cheap shot and nuke us if we ever went against them.
You can never be truthful to Americans about WW2 when you know they didn't "win" WW2, they just came in as a "cleanup crew", and it wasnt out of the good of their hearts. They only joined the war because Japan bombed Pearl Harbor, and Japan was allied with Germany at the time.
After being previously with some women in the states and living there, I learned that in school, we learned more about their countries history as a Canadians in school than them...
We are starting to morph slowly into the USA, becoming more and more capitalistic...
Our history reflects poorly to both my Native Cree culture and Jewish heritage. (Obviously other native tribes were effected)
Residential Schools, the last one shut down in 1996. I was school-aged myself for quite a bit by that time...
We have a two party mentality. "If I don't vote Liberal or Conservative, I might as well throw my vote away." While the New Democratic Party has gained steam and wants to do so much positive change. This also include the death of Jack Layton.
I am just as scared as any other Jew and we are considered one of the most peaceful countries in the world.
#being Canadian#pros and cons of being canadian#Canada#proud but scared jew#we arent perfect by any means#a bit of Canadian WW2 history#we manufacture all those expensive planes and shuttles#i hate the two party mentalities
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15 questions tag
I was tagged by @girlvinland :) I tag @mrslittletall @moniesmonsters @bizzyfish and anyone else who wants to join!
Answers under cut.
1. Are you named after anyone?
Yes, my great-grandmother.
2. When was the last time you cried?
A few weeks ago. Pre-period + anticipatory grief.
3. Do you have kids?
No. I don’t really want kids, I think I am too selfish and there are other things I want to do. I don’t really want my identity to become “parent”, and I don’t want to be responsible for psychologically damaging a child, or having them grow up to hate me, or becoming a serial killer or something. I think that your child hating you or becoming an awful person would be too horrible. I would want them to have a good life and to be the best parent I could, I don’t think I could do it well enough. I definitely never want to be pregnant, it freaks me out a lot and sort of disturbs me conceptually. If I ever did have a kid I’d probably want to adopt one, and I’d want to be 100% financially secure and have no debt and own a house.
4. Do you use sarcasm?
Yeah, when it feels appropriate or funny.
5. What is the first thing you notice about people?
Their general sense of style. Usually what outfit they are wearing, jewelry, hairstyle, shoes…etc.
6. What is your eye color?
Brown :B
7. Scary movies or happy endings?
It depends on my mood. I guess I like ambiguous endings for the most part, or bittersweet endings.
8. Any special talents?
I’m pretty good at copying things. Like certain sounds, melodies, or art styles. I’ve never really tried to imitate a writing style before so idk if I can. I had a piano teacher who said I might have perfect pitch, but I think it was just the ability to mimic something I already heard.
9. Where were you born?
The Unholy Swamp
10. What are your hobbies?
Art, writing, video games. I did figure skating for a little while but I stopped because I don’t have access to a rink anymore and it was pretty expensive.
11. Do you have any pets?
I have two kitties :)
12. What sports do you play/have you played?
I did sports roulette throughout pre-school and grade school…soccer, tennis, swimming, figure skating, ballet, gymnastics. None of them really stuck except when I wandered back into skating for a while. I’d honestly like to learn pole dancing in place of it, it looks really fun and like a more engaging way to exercise.
13. How tall are you?
5’3” 😔
14. Favorite subject in school?
Art, English, History, Biology. I was planning on going into medical illustration but I ended up going to a different college because they gave me more scholarship money lol.
15. Dream job?
When I was little I wanted to be an animator at Pixar, now I don’t really know. I’ve sort of been trying to worm myself into Art Direction, but I feel like I’m just getting more specialized in UX/UI for enterprise level systems… which is sort of boring, but it’s predictable. I’ve been sort of waffling for the past few years about going back to grad school for Art Conservation, but from the research I’ve done I need a lot of chemistry prerequisites to even apply and there are only 4 schools in North America that are accredited. So I’ve sort of just…stagnated on it because I’m a weenie. I’m sort of at the point where I’m like: “should I just stay at my boring, stable job and use my free time for what I’m currently doing? Is just fucking around and having silly fun fulfilling enough? Who am I, What do I want” etc etc and then get into the Identity Mirror Spiral lol
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Sorry to hear you've had a rough day. Sending you good vibes and virtual hugs 🖤🖤🖤
thank you for this, darling, I super appreciate you thinking of me 🥰
some of it was honestly funny in hindsight? like, the two campus buses I have to take to get to work somehow stretched my commute into an hour each way
…I live ten minutes from my office 🙃
then I sent this job listing I really liked to the director of our professionalization committee for this year, which I knew wasn’t my exact specialization but I have other circumstances that made me think it would work, only for the director to explain I would be a super duper long shot (if I was considered at all) bc they’re actually looking for an MFA student but they didn’t outright say it in the listing
did I mention I switched to applying for my phd five years ago even though I originally wanted an mfa, I somehow thought a phd would be more practical
so then I went looking through all the job app websites I’m signed up for, and while I found a lot of openings for other specializations (ukrainian lit, italian lit, pre-1000 bce), I found maybe one or two for what’s considered the most general application of what I do
and they were both for military academies :’D which I really, uh, don’t want to work at
so then I was like “okay, boot and rally, it’s gonna be fine, let’s just finally get the committee together” and sent out an email being like “hey guys we still haven’t decided on a date to meet and it’s like month 2 of the semester, how about [x day]” bc I’m feeling really unsteady about my dissertation and I’m under a lot of pressure from my dad to finish as soon as possible, so I’ve been trying to get ahold of them for weeks now it feels like
only for my new chair to immediately be like “nope sry”
so then I got home (an hour later) (I still only live ten minutes away) and realized that I think my best friend since I was little forgot to send me a birthday present when she usually always remembers
which she’s not obligated to do obviously, we’re both adults and she’s had some stuff going on, but between that and the fact that the two friends whom I supported through their dissertation/defense periods have just, like, left - one is on the other side of the world, one might as well be - I just got feeling very lonely :’D as much as I love all my friends in my phone, it’s just kind of hard sometimes in meatspace. no one else in my family has been to graduate school before (hell, I’m the second person in my immediate family to graduate from college and the first to not fail out temporarily in the process) and sometimes I feel weird talking to my non-grad irl friends bc they treat me like I’m still in college/don’t have a real job yet (they don’t mean to, it’s just how people think of grad school in the states), so. yeah.
…and then the scary possession movie I rented to feel better turned out to be a conservative religious propaganda movie in disguise, which was just the cherry on top
(that’s the last time I rent a movie without checking imdb first)
but then the next day was better: my committee chair swung by my desk himself (we work across the hall from one another) and hung out and talked me through some of my biggest worries for a bit (and even said he liked my chapter, which was amazing bc I was afraid it was hot garbage), and my boss was really nice and gave me some cake balls from the local bakery for a belated birthday present (I can’t eat them due to food allergies but the thought counts!!), and I actually drove myself to work instead of taking one of the buses, which shouldn’t be a big deal but is for me bc I hate driving anywhere after a bad accident I had a few years ago :’D then my committee members emailed me like “hey how about next week!!” and I was like “oh phew okay” and found out one of them hasn’t been avoiding me, he’s just on teaching leave for the semester lmao (he’d sent me comments first and I hadn’t seen him since, so I was like “omg was it that bad” even though his comments were fairly chill) so I guess my lesson for the week is that I just need to be patient and let things work out
…then this morning I woke up with a migraine :’D but it’s not the worst one I’ve had so far, so. it evens out I guess!!
anyway, sorry to hurgle all this at you after your super nice ask, it’s just been A Lot. if you read this far, you’re a saint and I love you 😂🖤
cheers to the rest of this week looking better!! hopefully!!! knock on wood!!!
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I'm pretty sure I'm transgender but I haven't come out to anyone irl because I live in a really conservative small town and no one would respect my identity if I did. I don't have a lot of things going for me and I feel like coming out would just make things much harder for me then they already are, but it makes me sad that I can't be myself. Do you have any advice?
I know how hard that can be. I was in a similar place, though not a small town, just a very conservative area with a really conservative family. I had to hide a lot of who I was for a while out of fear of how I would be treated. Obviously you know your own safety and circumstances better than anyone, and I’d hate to give you advice that could put you at risk or in an uncomfortable situation. That being said, here are some things I did back when I didn’t feel safe
Set up online accounts and alts using preferred name and pronouns. This was important as it gives some form of socialization that’s removed enough from your real life to put yourself at risk
Have some form of gender affirming clothing you can keep a secret in your residence to either wear when you’re home or discreetly in public, even something as simple as changing the body type of t-shirts or jeans
See if there’s any support groups or meet ups in the area. This one might be a shot in the dark and unlikely depending on how small the small town is, but it wouldn’t surprise me if there were other LGBTQ people there also in similar positions.
This is a dumb one, but assuming it’s safe for you to do so, get packages or things delivered to you in your preferred name. It’s not something anyone really checks for or makes a big deal out of and it makes things feel more real.
In general, it’s all about finding small ways you can get some form of experimentation or possible gender euphoria without it being a whole thing.
As for the fears of coming out, I totally get that. I also worried about it making my life harder. And in some ways, it has complicated things. But at the same time, the happiness it brought me is worth any sort of potential hardships. And while it has been rough, it honestly got a lot easier once I was out and people generally responded better than my anxious brain expected. Like I said, though, you know your situation better than I ever could though, and you know what will be safe and comfortable. But also if you do ever find the opportunity to come out, it may be scary and it may be hard, but it won’t be the end of the world and you’ll be opening yourself up to support and community and a strong sense of self. Best of luck to you <3
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TJ anon here again. It is the middle of the night and I have to be up in 3 hours, so of course that makes it the perfect time to share some more headcanons. I'm glad you like them so much because I have a whole extended universe in between seasons 1 and 2 that exists for no one other than me. This time, it's the s2 spouses edition!Of the spouses, Rebecca has known the kiddads the longest. She was at their middle school, and befriended them a year or two after Faerûne. I think that she came from a very conservative family, and the kiddads are all pretty squarely not that, and since girlie hadn't developed her critical thinking skills yet she just decided that centrism was a good way to negate her confusion and internal conflict. I also think she was a cheerleader! Normal really does take after her. She knows that Nicky is a demon, having seen and pieced together a few things, but no one knows this because she told Terry Jr that she knew and he asked her not to tell Nicky, because this was in the middle of Morgan and Jodie's divorce and he was super stressed out, and then they both just forgot that she knew that and that that would be a suprise to everyone else. She's also well aware that something Weird™ is going on with these four families (there is no reason why the great axe in the Wilson family hallway has permanent changing "fake" blood splatters, or why any injuries the kiddads have seen to vanish after they visit the Oak-Garcias) and has ultimately decided that she's just not going to question it. She has a vegan ice cream company to run, and if her friends happen to have very specific arcane knowledge, well they must just be hyperfixated on a niche fantasy IP. Or maybe wizards. One of the two, maybe both. It can always be both.Cassandra and Marco both met the kiddads at college. I've already mentioned how Cassandra and Terry Jr met (theatre classes), and then Terry Jr slowly integrated her into the group. Marco and Grant shared a subject in first year (in my head it's psychology for some reason) and Grant fell FAST. Marco actually met the rest of the group because they would not stop teasing Grant about his crush, and thus took every opportunity to show up and be weird in front of him to embarrass Grant (and subtly sus out if he can handle being around them). Once, at a New Years party, Marco got absolutely wasted and kissed Terry Jr, thinking he was Grant, at midnight and then promptly passed out on the stairs. Terry and Lark (the designated driver) were the only ones sober enough to remember this, but Lark filmed it on his phone and they played it and Grant and Marco's wedding reception. The best part is that Grant and Marco weren't even together yet, and it took them another 5 months to start dating.Cassandra has sent someone to the emergency room with a pool cue before. No one knows how. A group of physics and med students sat down to try and work out what exactly she did, and gave up after a few months. The kid was fine, but Cassandra payed his hospital bills anyway. Being the campus cryptid for a while is still her proudest moment.Veronica meet Terry Jr at the dance classes he helps teach. Scary, then Terry/Terri, had a long soccer practice on Saturdays so she decided to go out and meet some new people. They got chatting, found they had a lot in common, started sending memes to each other, and things just grew from there. Terry's boss would pair them up for demonstrations suspiciously often, which might have helped.When the other spouses meet her, they are going to adopt her into their friendship group immediately. When you're married to people as bizarre as the kiddads are, you form your own little support group of comparatively normal people, to remind yourself that you aren't crazy but also you are.
ok first off sorry this took me a couple days to get to , I was out of town lmao- bUT AHQHJDJSKSKS ALL OF THIS IS SO SPECIAL TO MEEEEE I love cass and her low-key chaotic energy sbndnsndn she's so <333 aND MARCO KISSING TERRY THINKING HE WAS GRANT QBSNNWKSM I love them so fuckign much , your honor <33. and Rebecca just being like eeehhhh I guess they're just kinda weird ok . and just . choosing not to be curious abt it LMAO like . she just knows so much shit and is just so casual abt it sbjsjsnsm like yeah no that guys a demon and I'm p sure at least one of my bfs friends kills . something . that's probably fine . anyways time to go make some ice cream . dbjsnsm but just ahhh all of the kiddads testing everyone's partners to make sure they're a good fit 🥺🥺 they're so <3333
#tj anon#also hope youre aware tj anon that i have been waiting aaaall day for a moment id actually have enough time to read thru all this and reply#just ahhh i love all of your hcs so much#theyre lovely and im now completely invested in this season 1.5 au of yours#dndads#dndaddies#dungeons and daddies
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