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While navigating the scrapyard of gender, one must also consider that maybe they are another's transition goals and take solace in that to keep the dysphoria away
#strawb thoughts#sad boi hours#gender dysphoria#gender#transgender#trans#nonbinary#genderfluid#genderqueer
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Vampire, trying to get into your house: psssst *chucking pebbles at your window* hey girl psssssst *climbs up the rafters to appear by your windowsill* may I come in 😏?
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Thinking about how some religions take a day off for rest and worship. Should I not extend myself the same grace? Should I, as the divine entity residing in this form, not allow myself time for restoration and inward focus?
No. I decree my own sabbath, lay my daily tools and toils at my own feet, and say to myself, "Rest." And I shall give myself rest, free from pressures and stressors. If an item or avenue holds the potential for harm, I will revisit it tomorrow in a refreshed state of mind.
I will filter my own use of technology-- I can go a day without internalizing the world's chaos, for what difference do I make knowing news as it breaks? Conversations, should I choose to have them, will exist on my terms. Unless it is an emergency, everyone in my life can live with a slower reply.
In our never ending quest to do more and be more, we forget how to be. I choose to be.
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I can’t believe Ryōko Kui accidentally created a character that is such a (in my opinion) good representation of the autistic experience with Laios. Like I could go on about how he fits the diagnostic criteria for autism, but also how his experience interacting with others feels so similar to my own. Genuinely, Laios’s autistic traits appear so similar to mine and it makes me so happy.
TL;DR, Laios is so autism and I love him dearly.
#don’t mind me I’m having middle of the night analytical thoughts#he’s just like me for real#autistic white boy……save me autistic white boy#laios touden#laios dungeon meshi#dungeon meshi#dunmeshi#delicious in dungeon#autism#actually autistic#strawb rambles
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YALL I THINK I'M COOKED!
Me and my partner were on call last night and we were look at our notes app together cause were both nosy asf and as we were scrolling through mine this is literally how the convo went:
"What's t-word fics?"
"Huh?!"
"The note right there? What does t-word mean?"
"Uhm, it doesn't mean anything! Stop being nosy!"
"Alright, but now I'm deeply curious..."
Yall when I tell you I froze like a deer in headlights, I was able to change the convo topic but now he says he has a deep curiosity so I think they may find out soon about all of this before I can tell him 💀
#tickle thoughts#sfw tickling community#tickle community#tickle fluff#tickle#tickle content#tickle storytime#switches#if he finds this account i will explode#strawbs rants
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I hope you don't mind me popping in for the Oc interaction thingy. ^^'
Either way, I was wondering how one of your Oc's would react to Strawberry.
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In short, she's a kind and sweet femme who easily gets along with her crew and often sees or tries to see the good in others, before judging them. Although, she's also easily intimidated and doesn't really like to get into fights, due to her frail body.
But despite being open towards most, she's also insecure about many things regarding herself. Especially the fact that she's basically a human trapped in a Cybertronian body, who also happens to have a very weird spark, due to the expiriments done to her. (Not that she could do anything against that.)
Gonna go with Eda for this, because of course I am.
Eda would be rather interested in Strawberry, given that he can sense that her spark differs from the average Cybertronian's - not necessarily in a direct way, but since she's partially human her emotional projection (as he senses it) would be somewhat enigmatic. He'd be wary of her for that reason, too, because if he can't sense her emotions properly he'd worry she'd make an attempt at manipulation that he wouldn't be able to detect. Any attempts at placation or friendliness from Strawberry would be met with wariness, obfuscation, and/or even hostility from Eda, at least until he can figure out her emotion-projection data well enough to ensure he can recognize her intent.
If they ever held a conversation, he'd appreciate how she attempts to find the good in others before casting judgement, though he'd imagine that he didn't make it an easy thing to do. He'd pick up on her insecurity if it ever came up, but wouldn't try to coax out its source - he doesn't like people prying at his own scars, and respects that those who make overtures to befriend him might feel the same way about theirs. It'd take a long while before Eda would consider her - or anyone, really - to actually be his friend, though, but as long as she didn't bring friends or try to convince him to join the Autobots, they'd get along well enough, I think.
#i don't have an asks tag yet#transformers#transformers oc#oc: eda of unicron#thank you sm for the ask!!!! sorry it took so long to answer#actually buckling down & thinking about how eda would react was very very fun#& if you have any thoughts about how strawberry would react to eda I'd love to hear em /gen /nf#eda prefers cybertronians who are sort of removed-from-cybertronian if he has to interact with them#& anyone who approaches him w genuine intent to befriend him gets to walk away w all their limbs. congrats strawb#the 1st part of this is initial reaction the 2nd part is if they met more than once#soundcrusher
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birthday party tmr soooooooo excited
#i found a random strawb marg syrup so im using that for my beautiful signature cocktail aka the only drink i will have on offer#bc i don't have supplies but anyway the thought is exciting! mixologist rené unlocked#i got snacks and stuff i hope it's gonna b?? enough????????#idk if it's not i have also food i can cook easily in the oven#so it'll b ok tee hee#diary
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JULIAA DEFENDING CARMENN <3 as alwayss the loml <3 also find it interesting that she does so in a very detached way compared to how she usually does right after cheif tell her not to trust her gut
#like she has to word her perspective in a particular “logical” sounding way to h ave it taken seriously#sorry for all the analysis thoughts idk if theyre any good imm just a gal with a lot to say today. i have tohughts on media#flappy rambles#csweekly#strawb watches cs
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Tearing up bc my monstera is growing an aerial root & I read it’s a sign of a strong & mature plant
Then the next day tearing up at a very positive annual work review
And then that night getting surprised by my period is the funniest series of events in my recent days
#i never thought of myself as someone with a green thumb#but here I am with carrots coming in and spinach maturing and little baby strawbs starting to show#and a monstera getting bigger and stronger!#anyway I hate u period
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"My affections and wishes have not changed but one word from you will silence me forever. If however your feelings have changed since last April, I will have to tell you you have bewitched me body and soul and I love... I love.. I love you. Ineverwishtobepartedfromyoufromthisdayon"
#shaking screaming crying#falling down the stairs tumbling around the house#yelling st the top of my lungs#i could smash everything around just by the thought of this#strawb only talks
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catch me wandering around my street late at night as a broken street lamp flickers in and out of working clutching a small toy gecko I address as Larry as I ramble ceaselessly about the goings ons in my dull little life
#strawb reblogs#its what i just got back from doing#larry soothes the soul#miracle working him#almost cried because i finally saw raccoons again in person after many years of not#also may have caught a stranger in my neughbors yard#kiiiinda awkward haha but it made me realize how inconvenient it is to be murdered#anyways i have so many thoughts and nowhere to put them#so larry is my vault#thank you larry <3
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A little gender conversation to the void
While I tend to present femme of soft butch on days out in public, I'm usually at home, in comfy clothes, lately- an oversized hoodie/pullover or duster/cardigan I got from cloak
Then I saw the term "dysphoria hoodie" today and it surprised me, one who has been chronically online since 2014, and openly queer online since 2019
The gender hasnt been feeling so fluid lately and it's making me a little nervous.
More rantings under the cut
Looking femme is not necessarily my fault, I just don't have a binder, I say to dismiss the thoughts of being anything other than nonbinary
I've wanted to "catch" breast cancer since I heard of its existence- that's not a normal thought- but cis and nonbinary people can get top surgery, that's not just for one demographic.
I don't like not knowing myself and knowing myself at the same time. I know the feelings I have but I don't know why I have them and it driving me up the wall.
#strawb rants#strawb thoughts#sad boi hours#am i actually an egg about to crack tho?#egg#lgbt pride#lgbtq community#lgbtqia#queer#trans#nonbinary?#gender#genderqueer#genderfluid#maybe i need a diagnosis#maybe its just maybelline#delete later maybe
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Me: I hate when queer media is always painted as the “gay show/movie/game” just for simply including lgbt experiences by marketing teams. I can’t help but feel somewhat alienated and wishing that they’d treat these characters and relationships the same as anyone else. Maybe I’d like to be surprised to see a gay couple treated normally by both the show and marketers in real life. And maybe it would be nice not to know from a mile away that it will happen because every lowkey homophobic corporation throws it about to show how “inclusive” they are.
Also me, whenever something is called remotely gay:
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Simon Riley who had been on a lookout for a particular peer of his after high school, sweet little girl who normally did all of the schoolwork for him. Even behind the teachers back. Even when their handwritings never, ever matched up; but the teachers only let her off because, at the very least, he was passing with an A.
Sweet, somewhat nerdy!Reader who actually felt bad for a guy, in general just a person, going through such a rough time when in reality school would only fuck up people into being robots for the government and absolutely do no help for the post puberty and traumatized Teenager!Simon. She tries to have sweets on her for whenever he pops in, also tries her hardest to be nice to the other Riley. Sweet young lady Reader who somehow becomes well known around their high school after winning a last minute game in volleyball, followed by basketball, tennis, track, and soccer. Medals and whatnot. Even earned a goddamn picture in the Coach’s office — the female coach, the male one who seemed to be more like a father to sweet Reader.
Sweet!Reader who is suddenly gone. Desk of hers absolutely empty. No pens, no pink notebooks mixed with pastels. Not her signature backpack in sight. No scent of hers, no constant chirping, no glances that arrived at Simon once she caught glimpse of him in the hallways right before first period. Third period feels… loud. Ironic since there’s a pin-drop silence, even breathing. He normally has the rest of the periods with her from then out, until seventh period. He could recite her entire schedule.
Simon can’t help fidgeting, biting his tongue from asking where she is. Not to be nosy, not to be teased, outwardly and fucking pushed into the lockers teased. Perhaps she was coincidentally absent?
Years pass on, evidently screaming she was, in fact, gone. Even on missions, Simon can’t help but glance everywhere. He’s more fucked up, a bitter version, working exactly for the monarchy (almost forgot he’s British, for God’s sakes) and saving his people.
And just one day, one day that everything seemed normal for Johnny and the rest of Simon’s boys, he catches a goddamn glimpse of her. Her face, specifically. Rushing around, apron around her waist and down her thighs. Appropriate attire of a waitress serving a man with a comically huge cigarette and in a suit whilst speaking to another duplicate of his.
His grip on his whiskey tightens.
(Andddddd you continue!!!)
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ohoho, strawb anon you genius >:)
simon feels his chest tighten up, his grip on his drink tightening as he glances at the mom and pop diner across the street. no… could it..?
before he can indulge himself with another thought, gaz nudges simon gently. “you alright there lt?” he asks sincerely, an eyebrow raised as he tries to figure out what simon was glancing at. he just grunts in response, relaxing his shoulders as he downs the last remaining drops of whiskey. “thought i saw someone. ‘scuse me—“ he murmurs in response, standing up from the pub booth as he saunters past gaz and up and leaves. when one of the lads asks where he’s going, simon grumbles out a ‘goin for a fag’ while lifting up a ciggie and his lighter.
simon leans against the alley wall that faces the diner, deep in thought as he exhales plumes of smoke while glaring right at the restaurant. come on, he thinks to himself, show yourself. he begins to wonder if he was just seeing things, like you’re an oasis in the middle of the desert or something. wishful thinking, he muses to himself.
and just when he pushes himself up from off the wall, his lips drawn into a thin line in disappointment— he spots her.
she’s absolutely beautiful, breathtaking even. the faint crows feet around his eyes crease as his gaze softens. it’s funny how time has treated them both. one of the only friends he had considered himself to have during school has found herself working as a waitress, cute pinafore hugging her curves in all the right places— while he’s just a bigger, meatier version of the boy he once was. he’s just a husk of a man now. war’ll do that to a bloke.
he fidgets nervously with the zipper of his windbreaker, chewing the inside of his lip as he contemplates popping over to say hello. would that be weird? hell, would she even remember him anymore? his feet are itching to move, but he’s cemented right there— forced to stare at the diner, and the siren within that seemingly tempts him.
with a groan, simon pulls out his phone to text the group chat— “gonna head off, see you back on base” before shoving his phone into the back pocket of his jeans. and with a clear of his throat, he steadily paces across the road to the mom and pop diner. simon feels sick with anticipation, a feeling he’s never really felt before in his life. even when he had found the bodies of his family, even through the torture— he’d never felt quite a strange amalgamation of emotions before. and that really freaked him out.
the diner’s door bell rings, the dulcet tones of doo wop music playing in the restaurant greeting simon when he steps inside. he waits patiently in the small foyer, calloused fingers reaching out to smooth over the creased laminate menu on display. and his heart damn near falls out of his ass when the waitress greets him with a friendly smile.
“hi there! welcome to pop’s EZ diner! my name is ____ and i’ll be your waitress today!” you greet enthusiastically, beaming up at the stranger stood in front of you, awkwardly glaring right into your soul with hauntingly beautiful stormy blue eyes. it was kind of creepy, but weirdly endearing. you just wrote it off, assuming he was socially awkward— after all, he clears his throat and struggles to find the words to say for almost a minute before finally opening his mouth.
“uh… hello. you don’t—“ simon pauses, clearing his throat again as his hands continue to fidget with the menu, his gaze nervously flitting from the menu back to you. “you don’t happen to recognise me, do ya? simon? simon riley? from st matthews?” he says, the timber of his voice itching the back of your brain in a pleasing way. st matthews? how did he know where you went to school?
you shake your head politely, nervously tucking your notepad and pen back into your pinafore pocket. “oh, um. sorry, i don’t—“ you reply, offering him a sympathetic smile. the man, simon, turns bright pink— again, nervously clearing his throat as he nods, lowering his head as he turns on his heels to head back out the diner. “oh, sorry. nevermind.” he murmurs, raising his hand politely to you before his hand reaches for the door handle.
and then it clicks.
oh. my. god.
it’s been YEARS since you had thought about simon riley, and suddenly your mind was being overwhelmed with all these memories of helping a teenage simon out in school. your eyes widen, a hand reaching out to gently grip on his windbreaker sleeve. he freezes, half glaring and half shocked as he turns to face you. but the expression on simon’s face eases when he realises that he was right, it was you.
“simon riley? oh my god—“ you gasp out, eyes wide as you look up at him with a dumbfounded expression, one that sends a shiver down simon’s spine.
what an interesting reunion this would turn out to be..
#elexaria writes#cod x reader#simon ghost riley#simon riley#simon riley x reader#simon ghost x reader
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'cuz uve only got one chance, kiss her you fool'
kiss her you fool - kids that fly
with schlatt anything but lc!
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first off!! new song added to my playlist that was so good!!! pls drop more wonderful song recs in my inbox strawbs <3
you two came to a new year’s eve party as friends, him only going to make you happy. neither of you knew you’d be leaving as more.
going to his usual spot in a corner while you danced and mingled. “dude, when are you gonna ask y/n out?” ludwig asked him, his eyes following to you where you danced with his girlfriend and ted’s. “she’s not interested.” he point blankly replied. “yeah okay. i see the way she looks at you man. she’s smitten.”
you two were extremely close, spending time at each others places, sharing clothes (mostly you stealing his and laughing at him in crop tops), going out every weekend together. schlatt thought you guys were just friends, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want something more.
he laughed at his friend. “ya sure she’s into me? i don’t see it.” “that’s because you’re blinded by your own feelings.”
midnight fast approached, realizing he was running out of time to make his move since someone else started dancing with you. some guy he didn’t recognize. “you better hurry up jay, ‘cause you’ve only got one chance. go kiss her you fool.” ted, who’d joined in while schlatt was admiring you, added.
making his way through the crowd, he found you swaying to the beat next to your mystery man. “mind if i cut in?” he asked “all yours.”
you smiled up at him, “the wallflower is finally loosing up! dance with me jay!” you wrapped your arms around his neck, even though it wasn’t a slow song. you just wanted to be close to him. his hands found their way to your waist and pulled you closer as the countdown started. “looks like ‘m gonna be your new years kiss doll.”
“i wouldn’t want anyone else. to be honest, i was hoping it was you… i wanna be with you.” “then why don’t you start the year off as my girlfriend?”
“3,2,1… happy new year!” your lips collided in a gentle yet passionate kiss. the kind that was full of months of pining after each other. every one hollered and cheered ringing in the new year while you two quietly smiled at each other, finally being together.
#🍓 anon#jschlatt smut#jschlatt imagine#jschlatt fluff#jschlatt x reader#jschlatt hcs#jschlatt headcanons#fratboy! jschlatt#mcyt imagine#chuckle sandwich imagine
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OMGGGGGGGGG
I always loved it when lees try to "escape" being tickled
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while pinned down
LIKE GURL WHERE ARE U GOING⁉️
They be moving like they in a dance battle, to the right 💃🏾 and to the left🕺🏾, but I have both hands tickling you boo, there is noooooooo escape 🤭 it's even better when they be saying "noooooooohahaha notttt therehhehehehe" like stop exposing your secrets (keep going) now I just have to tickle you there
#sfw tickling community#tickle community#tickle fluff#tickle#lees#lers#switches#tickle thoughts#tickle scenarios#strawbs rants
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