#I'm not allowed to delete stuff I guess?

[gailynovelry]

Hi! Hi. Guess who's in. Love y'all.

[multi-fandom-lunatic]

I just seen your post on JKR and then Rick Riordan, oh my gosh, where do I even start?

Sit down, I've brought the tea.

So I'm in my 30s, and as you may guess, I was reading Percy Jackson as the books were being published. I joined, I think, just as The Last Olympian came out. I was definitely here for The Lost Hero, and considered myself a longtime fan by then, so, as you may guess, I was in the fandom for quite some time.

I bore witness to everything Rick Riordan did, from fan harassment and bullying to racist remarks he made about his characters. I watched firsthand as he posted how happy he was with the movie casting choices as they slowly came out.

I was watching Supernatural at the time; it was the season where Michael and Lucifer were squaring off, Jake Abel was there, so Season 5 (it ended at Season 15), and I was happy that someone I knew was playing Luke.

Anyway, he was very happy; he would make posts about shooting, being on set. He only started openly hating the movie AFTER it flopped at the box office... I guess it didn't give him the fame and fortune he had expected? Shines a new light on that hate, doesn't it?

I haven't checked in a very long time, but I believe he has deleted those early blog posts where he praised the movie and the sets, taking pictures with the cast and saying they were all perfect. He even said Jake was exactly how he had pictured Luke. Come to think of it, he has buried his blog, as it is not at all easy to find anymore after the whole incident with that blog post on Gaza/Israel.

When I heard he was now making a TV show, I watched him and the cast carefully. The TV show seems to be a slight success, so he's very happy to praise and support it. But what if it flopped?

He would be slagging them all off. I think a lot of actors were put off Percy Jackson on disney as his reaction to the first movie was so unprofessional and he enjoyed letting everybody know how much he hated it.

Back to the fans now, I saw Rick Riordan every week blocking fans, then posting their usernames and pictures/screenshots of what they had said to be blocked by him. The majority of them were young fans telling him they had watched the movie and liked it. He was posting pictures of little kids' profiles and sending his fans out to hunt them down online and harass them. It happened all the time and he enjoyed it so much he even made a Q&A about it on his website (since took down) he knew about the fans bullying other fans too, he openly encouraged it.

I was actually one of the first people to start a Rick Riordan call-out group; this was when I was about 19 or 20. I was documenting his toxic behaviour back then, that was before the problematic aspects of his books came to light. The man has been vile for a very long time.

I am quite happy running a tutorial blog for gifs right now, but if I had the time, I would start a blog with all of my old content back. Sadly the older stuff is lost as it was on my original blog which has been dead for years, but anybody else around 30 who was online during the fandom's original run can tell you how much of a jerk he is. We used to call him Uncle D*ck and a friend of mine actually messaged him with a list of everything problematic he was doing.

He turned very nasty.

The nice guy act is just that, an act. His new Rick Riordan persona came out maybe four years ago now?

There's a reason he posted a lame ass post about harassment in book publishing and how he's going to self reflect upon his own actions when his buddy James Dashner was exposed a couple of years ago. There's a reason he ran from Twitter and there's a reason now why the official Percy Jackson book twitter is often set to private/public without replies... he can't hide his true nature much longer and people are once again waking up to him.

I would not allow my kids within feet of Percy Jackson, that's toxic shit right there.

Oh my goodness. That's some toxic shit right there.

I'm became a PJO fan in early 2023, for context (literally by reading Solangelo fanfiction) and I am beyond disappointed in other PJO fans for ignoring this and myself for not doing adequate research.

The whole movie/show drama is very interesting, definitely did not know about how he began hating it AFTER it flopped. Like, I've always seen it played as him hating it because its book accurate.

But it makes more sense this way. Honestly, I watched the show when it came out and it's not very book accurate at all. I've been scratching my head wondering why he was so kind to it when it was not even that good. But now it makes sense.

Thanks for telling me, anon. Good to know about this, sad it had to be this way.

[science-au-oliver006]

"Hm, this app looks interesting... Heh... Nobody's gonna know I'm here :)"

*cough-cough* Welp, yeah, welcome to RP blog for my most favorite character from FPE, but from Science AU!

I haven't seen any blogs for this AU yet so... I guess this one is gonna be the first :b Cuz why not lol

Note for yall: Some things on this blog are just headcanons, some are canon.

(this is already my 3rd FPE RP blog...- 😀🔫)

Anyway...

🧪Info/Headcanons🧪

🧼 Science AU!Oliver is 24 on this blog.

🧼 He actually can talk, but he just rarely talks, he usually growls most of the time.

🧼 Still incredibly likes eating soap (literally addicted to it-)

🧼 After being reduced to a such state, he of course become much more aggressive and feral, he can even be aggressive towards his friends if he's in a very bad mood. But he actually still cares for them, even though it's not visible.

🧼 Despite being immobilized by the black bands, he won't hesitate to stand up for himself if someone is irritating him (he can easily use his sharp teeth, so be careful-)

🧼 He starts to growling if someone he doesn't trust to is approaching him, this is his warning sign. And if the person he doesn't trust to won't back up, he'll attack them.

🧼 He hates the scientists the most.

🧼 Of course still simps for ∆lice-

🧼 He's the only one who Science AU!∆lice being softened up to.

🧼 If you try to steal his soap you're dead- /j

🧼 Secretly loves belly rubs and getting scratched under his chin :3

🧼 He can purr <3

🧼 His horns are his melt spot, he secretly likes having them petted :3

🧼 He's bisexual.

🧼 Surprisingly very ticklish (underarms, belly and under chin are his worst spots-)

🧼 He's just silly despite being a feral guy :b :3

🧪Rules🧪

• No NSFW is allowed. I'm aware Oliver is an adult, but still, such stuff is not allowed. Mod is a minor.

• Be kind and respectful towards me and other roleplayers please.

• Don't harass me for my headcanons.

• Don't force me into roleplaying with you.

• Don't try to ship Oliver with OC or other character who's not ∆lice (I have nothing against anything like OC x canon ships and so on tho, but canonically Oliver is dating ∆lice)

• Don't spam in the inbox and please be patient if I'm not answering your ask right away since I have other blogs to keep up with. Also I just can be busy irl, sleeping, etc.

• Please don't spam-like.

• Donation asks will be deleted.

• Magic asks and tickle asks are allowed, just please don't be weird about it-

• Don't try to kill Oliver.

"Oliver will talk like this."

[Mod will talk like this]

🧼 🧼 🧼

Other cool FPE and non FPE blogs that you should check out :3

@engels-ask-blog @askclairefpe @lana-and-her-sockpuppets @abbie-appleboy @claire-the-silly @abbie-the-apple @ask-lesbian-bubble

@oliversoapeater-official @zip-the-chaos-child @3dward-th3-s1lly @ask-edward-fpe @ask-zip-stuff @sillylilchipster

@alice-monstrous-princess

@sk3ll-em0-k1tty @ruby-the-pansexual-robot @riley-crazy-kid @rabies-infested-riley

@ask-silly-rabbit @ask-lizzy-fpe

@math-teacher-who-loves-oreos @miss-bloomies-science-class @wendigo-language-teacher @pansexual-music-teacher @lesbian-history-teacher @kitkatlovingalgebrateacher @best-social-studies-teacher @principal-grace

@danger-abbie @danger-engel @danger-ruby @danger-zipster @danger-bloomie @danger-oliverrr

@askskary @viviansmagicshop @official-crazie @agethath3silly @girl-from-the-snowy-forest @ask-miller

@askofficialfern @amythesilly

(I'm sorry if the ping didn't work, this is all Tumblr💔)

That's all for now. Might update later if necessary. For now, have a good day/night and have fun! ^^

(As always, mod is @just-cutie-avocado)

The character and AU don't belongs to me. The character and FPE itself rightfully belongs to Kaaatie on YouTube/A3DGhost on Twitter. Science AU belongs to Molly on YouTube/HHunh6941958086 on Twitter.

[yourfaveisintersex]

Hey sorry if this is like,, insane? I genuinely don’t know where to ask this.

So recently I was diagnosed with PCOS and I understand thats an intersex variant. I have hyperandrogism and stuff.

My problem is that it’s not visible, and so I struggle with whether to call myself intersex.

I guess it comes from this internalized idea of what intersex people are supposed to look like and that isn’t a healthy way to think about anything. I just… don’t know where to start unpacking that. I wouldn’t push these idea onto anyone else but I don’t know how to get over them.

Idk feel free to delete this i just wanted to see if you or your followers could give me some advice.

Okay so first of all you're allowed to be a little crazy insane in my inbox I'm literally on the other end /silly

Secondly I am slapping it in your head so lovingly and forcefully that YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BE "VISIBLY INTERSEX" TO BE A ""VALID"" INTERSEX PERSON!!! Intersexuality is so hugely vast and varied (even for people with the same variation!) that there's no one way to "look intersex".

The idea that someone who's intersex is androgynous— whether negative/subtractive (neutral almost elvish androgyny where your traits are so absent or neutral your perceived gender can be up to interpretation) or positive/additive ((")genderfucked("), beard with boobs sort of androgyny where Alot the sex traits are piled onto a person)— is so deeply rooted in both bog-standard intersexism, medical intersexism, and fetishization of intersex bodies. The thought that someone needs to be "both sexes" or "have both" to count as intersex; and when you combine that line of thinking with the three issues above mentioned... yeah. Especially when the medical community WANTS to narrow the scope of "intersex" as much as possible, so everyone can be easily sorted into the male or female box.

Also thirdly there's technically two types of hyperandrogenism, biochemical and physical. Biochemical is when your blood tests say you have hyperandrogenism, and physical is when your body is virilized as a result of the androgens. Traditionally you'd expect someone to have both, but someone can have only one or the other! i.e. biochemically hyperandrogenic but no physical outward signs, or vice versa but the testosterone levels are expectedly normal or even low (like my case! I had biochemical HYPOandrogenism despite having mild physical hyperandrogenism).

I think my advice with Starting to unpack that (which you're doing already by recognizing it isn't a healthy way to think) is just... like, listening to the community? Listening and being a little humble with your own voice if that feels comfortable. You aren't obligated to be a loud advocate, you can also just sort of... exist in the space and start gathering the knowledge and rhetoric that the wider intersex community shares. You're allowed to exist here I prommy <3

[mpregstory]

So this is kind of odd but I wrote this long time ago. It‘s not perfect but i guess I just post it before deleting it from my void of unposted stuff haha. Hope u enjoy this 10-Chapter-Thing I wrote in I guess 2022 XD I think The Experiment sounds like a legit title but this is nothing Big u know…despite the length…

Chapter 1: The Experiment

Noah sat nervously on the examination table, staring at the sterile white light of the clinic lamp above him. Elias stood next to him, his hand tightly wrapped around his. Despite the coolness of the room, Noah could feel how warm Elias' skin was - a sign that he was also tense, even if he didn't want to admit it.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Elias asked quietly, leaning closer to him.

Noah took a deep breath. "Yes. I mean, it's crazy, but... if we can be part of something so revolutionary, why not?"

Elias grinned. "So you want to make history?"

"Sounds better than just getting old boringly."

Before Elias could reply, the door opened and a woman in a white coat entered. She was middle-aged, her gray hair tied in a strict bun, but her brown eyes seemed friendly and curious.

"Noah, Elias - welcome. My name is Dr. Laurent, and I will be supervising the procedure for you."

She sat down on the stool and flipped through a digital file on her tablet. "As you know, we are on the threshold of a new era in reproductive medicine. You both volunteered for this experiment, and I must stress that this is a unique and previously untested method. We know that the human body is amazingly adaptable - but pregnancy in a male body is a completely new territory."

Noah nodded. They had already gone through countless explanations and completed numerous tests to make sure that he was even a candidate for the experiment.

"We have developed the process to mimic the natural pregnancy of a female body as best as possible," Dr. Laurent continued. "The implanted uterine structure and the hormonal adjustment allow the embryo to implant and grow. But how exactly a birth will proceed... we don't know for sure."

Elias frowned. "Aren't there any simulations or theories?"

Dr. Laurent sighed and leaned back. "There are hypotheses. Some scientists suggest that the body will find a natural way to deliver the child - whether through some kind of modified birth or through surgery, we don't know. The research is still in its early stages."

Noah exchanged a look with Elias. That sounded risky, but also intriguing.

"So... I'm going to have the baby naturally?" he asked hesitantly.

"Not necessarily," Dr. Laurent replied. "But there are signs that the body is preparing itself for when the time comes. You will be under constant observation - if complications arise, we can intervene at any time."

Noah swallowed. He wasn't afraid of change - he was even excited. But the idea of ​​not knowing how his body would ultimately handle the birth made him think.

"And if something goes wrong?" Elias asked suddenly.

Dr. Laurent gave him an encouraging smile. "We have the best team possible by your side. And you two aren't going to go through this alone."

Elias' grip on Noah's hand tightened. He hesitated for a moment, then sighed and shook his head. "I can't believe we're actually doing this."

Noah grinned. "Too late to turn back?"

Elias laughed softly. "I should have known you were going to embark on a scientific adventure."

Dr. Laurent handed Noah a consent form. "When you're ready, sign here."

Noah picked up the pen. His heart beat faster as he signed his name.

"Welcome to the future, Mr. Carter."

Chapter 2: First Changes

Noah stood in front of the bathroom mirror and examined his own reflection. His skin was pale, his eyes slightly red - no wonder, considering he had been feeling like a walking stomach bug for days.

He leaned his hands on the sink and took a deep breath. His stomach rumbled again and a sudden gag reflex shot up his throat. Without thinking, he turned around and vomited into the toilet.

"Wow, that didn't sound healthy."

Elias leaned in the doorway, wearing only a pair of shorts, and looked at him with a worried expression.

Noah groaned and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Don't say anything. I'm aware of how pathetic that looked just now."

Elias came closer, knelt next to him and stroked his back soothingly. "Morning sickness? Or just a reaction to your body not knowing what the hell is going on here?"

"Both?" Noah leaned against the cool bathroom wall and sighed. "I mean, I knew this could happen. You explained it to me, but... it feels damn real."

Elias chuckled. "Because it is real."

"Yeah, thanks for the scientific clarification, Dr. Elias."

Elias grinned. "Hey, I find it fascinating. I mean, your body... is adapting to a whole new kind of existence."

Noah rolled his eyes. "I adapt by throwing up every five minutes. Great evolution."

Elias shrugged. "At least now we know it works."

Noah snorted. "I would have preferred confirmation via email rather than vomiting."

Elias helped him to his feet. "Do you think you can get something down? I can make you some tea."

Noah grimaced. "I don't know. Everything smells funny right now. Like you've sprayed the whole apartment with a perfume made from old socks and rotten fruit."

Elias raised an eyebrow. "Charming."

"I'm just telling you how it is."

Elias watched him thoughtfully, then gently pulled him out of the bathroom. "Okay, then we'll come up with a new plan. You sit on the sofa, take a deep breath, and I'll test what you can eat without it causing a catastrophe."

"I don't want to eat anything."

"You don't want to lie on the floor and moan again."

Noah sighed, but collapsed onto the couch. His gaze wandered to his stomach - there was nothing there yet, but he knew that something was changing deep inside him. He had agreed to take part in this experiment, but reality hit him with a vengeance.

Elias came back with a glass of water and sat down next to him. "You know, I read that pregnant people sometimes develop strange cravings. Maybe you just need to find out what works."

Noah looked at him skeptically. "This is the moment when you suggest a completely absurd food combination, right?"

Elias grinned. "Peanut butter and cucumbers?"

Noah shuddered. "Oh God, no."

"Then I'll try something normal."

While Elias went into the kitchen, Noah leaned back and put a hand on his stomach. It was strange - so far away and yet so close. He had no idea what was to come, but one thing was certain: He was in the middle of it.

And there was no turning back.

Chapter 3: Limitless everyday life

"Noah, can you help me for a minute?"

Elias' voice rang through the apartment as Noah was lifting a heavy shopping bag out of the trunk. He sighed in annoyance. "You could come over and lend a hand!" he called back.

Elias appeared in the doorway, his arms crossed, an amused smile on his lips. "You're pregnant."

Noah rolled his eyes and pulled the heavy bag out of the car anyway. "So? I'm not made of glass. I can probably still carry a damn shopping bag."

Elias sighed and finally came to his aid. "I'm just saying. I have no idea if that's a good thing. We don't even know what strain your body can take."

"Exactly," said Noah, putting his hands on his hips. "We don't know. So we'll just carry on as before."

Elias shook his head with a grin and took the bag from him. "You're impossible."

"And you're exaggerating."

Inside, they put the groceries away while music played in the background. Noah moved to the beats, hummed along and gave Elias a challenging look. "Bet I can still beat you in a dance battle?"

Elias laughed. "You're four months pregnant and want to dance?"

"Why not?" Noah shrugged. "I'm fine. I feel fit. And as long as nothing feels strange, I see no reason to do anything differently."

Elias raised an eyebrow. "Aha. And that pulling in your back the other day? Or how you said the other day that your stomach felt strange?"

Noah waved it off. "Normal things. I'm not sick, Eli."

"No, but you're pregnant. A pregnancy like no other. I'm just saying, maybe you should take it easy."

Noah rolled his eyes. "I take it easy when I'm tired. And as long as I'm not, I enjoy my life."

Elias shook his head, but he knew he couldn't fight Noah's stubbornness. And deep down, he was impressed. Noah didn't let anything slow him down - not even an experimental pregnancy.

The next day, Noah went to the gym with him. Nothing extreme, but a little exercise didn't hurt. He didn't want to feel like an experiment, but like a normal person. While Elias was on the treadmill, Noah did light exercises with weights. The other people around him didn't know about his situation - and he preferred that.

But when he stood up again after a squat, he felt a strange pulling sensation in his stomach. Not painful, but intense. He winced and pressed a hand against his lower abdomen.

Elias noticed immediately. "Hey, is everything OK?"

Noah forced a smile. "Yeah, sure. Just... maybe a little too much."

Elias crossed his arms. "Oh, don't tell me."

Noah sighed and plopped down on a bench. "Okay, maybe I was wrong."

Elias grinned triumphantly. "That's what I wanted to hear."

Noah leaned his head back and looked at the ceiling. He didn't want to be wrapped in cotton wool, but he had to admit that his body might not be as invulnerable as he had hoped.

Maybe it was time to slow down a little bit.

Just a little bit.

Chapter 4: An Unexpected Incident

Noah stood in front of the mirror in their hotel room bathroom and turned to the side. His belly was now clearly visible. In the last few weeks, his body had changed, faster than he had expected. It was strange - fascinating on the one hand, but also made him feel a little alien in his own skin.

"You stare at yourself like you're a scientific miracle."

Noah flinched when Elias appeared in the doorway behind him. He was wearing only loose shorts and a crumpled T-shirt, his hair was tousled from sleep.

"So am I," Noah murmured, stroking his round belly.

Elias stepped closer and placed his hands gently on Noah's hips. "Yes, but you're just you."

Noah sighed and leaned against him slightly. "I don't know. It feels... surreal. I've been wondering what it would be like for so long, and now I'm in the middle of it."

Elias kissed him gently on the shoulder. "So? Do you regret it?"

Noah shook his head. "No. I don't think so. But I feel like I don't know what my body will do next."

"Then let it do what it has to do. We'll get through this."

Noah smiled slightly and turned to him. "I hope you're right."

The vacation had actually been a spontaneous idea. They had told themselves that there was nothing that spoke against it - Noah was feeling well and the doctors had not imposed any restrictions on them. So they had decided to go to the seaside, to simply enjoy a few days before the next big phase began.

They walked along the promenade, the sun was high in the sky, the sound of the waves accompanied their steps. Noah was wearing a light shirt that didn't hide his belly, but didn't show it off either. Elias had his hand in his as they strolled through small shops.

"Okay, I'm hungry," Noah suddenly announced.

Elias laughed. "Again? You just ate something two hours ago."

"Yes, but the baby, or whatever it is now, wants more."

Elias grinned and pulled him to a small café on the side of the road. "Then let's feed the science project."

They sat down at a table overlooking the sea and Noah ordered a huge portion of pasta and a fruit juice. Elias watched him with a grin.

"You know, if you weren't so thin, people would think you had twins or something."

Noah snorted. "God forbid. One experiment is enough for me."

Elias laughed and took a sip of his coffee.

But in the middle of eating, Noah suddenly stopped. His face twisted and he put a hand on his stomach.

Elias noticed it immediately. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Noah blinked as if he had to collect himself first. "I... I don't know. It feels different. Not bad, just... strange."

Elias frowned. "How strange?"

Noah hesitated, then laughed quietly. "Forget it. Maybe I just ate too quickly."

But deep down he knew it was more. Something was changing. And he had no idea what it meant.

Chapter 5: Vacation

The sun was high in the sky when Noah and Elias woke up early in the morning in their rented vacation apartment on the coast. The room, bright and friendly, offered a view of the endless blue of the sea - a promise of freedom and relaxation that both of them equally expected.

Noah lay in bed for a moment, feeling the warm, familiar pressure of his growing belly, which reminded him of the incredible experiment they had taken part in. Despite all the uncertainty and the doctors' warnings, he felt fit and alive - and today this vacation was to be a celebration of carefree joy.

"Wake up, my heart," Elias whispered as he gently touched Noah's shoulder. "The sun is calling us - and today there is no room for worries."

Noah smiled sleepily and sat up. "I actually wanted to lie down for a few more minutes... but you're right. Today is to be a day full of adventures."

After a short, leisurely breakfast on the small terrace, enjoying fresh orange juice and homemade yoghurt, they headed for the beach. The promenade was filled with the hum of holidaymakers, the sound of the waves and the quiet laughter of people. Everywhere there was an atmosphere of lightness and curiosity that lay like an invisible blanket over the day.

Elias suggested renting a small boat to experience the coast from the water. Noah, who still felt the urge for thrills despite his experimental state, nodded enthusiastically. In the boat, surrounded by salty sea air and the rhythm of the gentle waves, Noah felt free - even if his body now betrayed something completely different.

"You know," Elias began as they sat on the bow and looked at the horizon, "I find it incredible how you don't let yourself be restricted. Your energy is contagious."

Noah put a hand on his stomach and laughed quietly. "It's crazy, isn't it? A few doctors, a groundbreaking experiment – ​​and now I'm living this dream. I mean, who would have thought that a man could be pregnant and have so much fun while doing it?"

The two of them enjoyed this special moment without thinking about the risks that lurked somewhere in the background. Everyday life had already taught them that sometimes you just have to embrace life and let it surprise you.

Later that day they returned to a small beach café, where they sat in the shade of an old palm tree. While Noah sipped a freshly squeezed fruit juice, Elias studied his partner's slightly bulging belly with fascination.

"Sometimes I think your belly has more adventures than both of us put together," Elias teased with a smile.

Noah shook his head and grinned. "Maybe he's developing his own plan – completely independent of me."

The conversation was accompanied by quiet, friendly glances from the café visitors, who curiously observed the unusual but harmonious couple dynamic. For Noah, this vacation was not only a break from everyday life, but also proof that one does not have to be limited by social norms. The researchers had many questions, but here, amid the sound of the sea and the warm embrace of the sun, it did not matter if his body functioned differently - the main thing was that he felt alive.

During the afternoon they walked along the beach, collecting shells and letting their thoughts wander. Noah kept feeling the gentle, constant pulsing in his stomach - a mysterious signal that both warned and fascinated him. Elias watched him lovingly, always ready to support him if things took an unexpected turn.

"I don't know if I ever learned to accept my limits," Noah confessed as they reached a small bay and sat down on a rock. "But today, right here, I feel stronger than ever before - as if I and this belly were one."

Elias took his hand and squeezed it gently. "We have chosen this adventure, and no matter what happens, we are in it together. Maybe we don't yet know how the birth will ultimately go - but we know that we have each other."

In that moment, under the azure sky and with the sound of the sea in our ears, everything seemed possible. The future lay unwritten before them - and despite all the uncertainty, today was a promise: a promise to celebrate life in all its facets, courageously and without regrets.

Chapter 6: First signs?

On a warm afternoon, as the holiday took on its peaceful rhythm, Noah and Elias sat relaxed in the shade of a large palm tree. The sun painted golden stripes on the sand roof, and the gentle sound of the waves conveyed a deceptive calm. But something else was brewing inside Noah.

While Elias was engrossed in a conversation with the café owner, Noah suddenly felt a strange pulling in his stomach. It was not a stabbing pain, but more of a pressing, pulsating feeling, as if something was moving that he could not control. He instinctively placed a hand on the growing curve and tried to concentrate on the calming sound of the sea.

"Everything okay?" asked Elias when he returned to Noah and saw the questioning look in his eyes.

"Yes, yes..." murmured Noah and forced himself to smile, although he hesitated inside. "Probably just one of those stupid muscle contractions, you know, because everything is so unfamiliar."

Elias studied him for a while, and although he tried to appear calm, a certain fascination flashed in his eyes. "I find it amazing how your body reacts to the experiment. Every day brings something new - and you bear it all so confidently."

Noah laughed briefly, but the laughter quickly faded as the pulling in his stomach became more intense. He felt an unpleasant pressure building up that took his breath away. At the same time, doubt and worry arose in his mind: Was this the beginning of something that he had only heard in the doctors' explanatory words? The researchers had emphasized that the process of giving birth in a male body was a blank slate.

"Eli, maybe..." Noah began, but he stopped when another wave of pain shot through his abdomen.

Elias took his hand and squeezed it gently. "Tell me, you look a little pale. Maybe we should retreat into the shade for a moment?"

Noah nodded hesitantly. They went to a secluded spot under an old tree whose wide branches offered a cool refuge. As they sat there, Noah tried to breathe deeply and interpret the emerging symptoms. He remembered the doctors' numerous explanations: that the body often sends unusual signals when it prepares for birth - a process that was completely new and unpredictable in this experimental pregnancy.

"I don't know if I'm reading too much into it," Noah finally whispered and looked at Elias, who returned his gaze attentively.

Elias smiled reassuringly. "Sometimes our bodies play tricks on us. But you have to listen to yourself. Maybe it's just an early contraction or an indication that something is changing."

At that moment, Noah realized that Elias's fascination lay not only in reassuring words, but also in the way he looked at the growing belly - as if it were a living work of art, a miracle that connected them both in unexpected ways.

"You may be worrying too much," Elias said gently, stroking Noah's hand. "Remember that we are going through this adventure together. Whether it is just a temporary inconvenience or the beginning of something completely new - we are staying together."

Noah sighed deeply, and although he was still plagued by uncertainty inside, he gave Elias a grateful smile. In the hours that followed, they tried to carry on with their daily routine - a walk on the beach, a quick trip to a nearby café - but Noah's symptoms became more and more present. An occasional stabbing pain, a sudden feeling of pressure that made him pause. Again and again he felt his body signaling to him that he needed to be more attentive.

Despite the increasing signs, Noah initially maintained his relaxed attitude. He did not want to think about an imminent birth, as uncertain as the situation was. Elias, on the other hand, was alternately fascinated and worried. Again and again he tried to downplay the symptoms, with a wink and loving comments, while at the same time he could not ignore the possibility of real change.

Late in the afternoon, as the sun slowly set in a spectacular display of colors, Noah again felt an intense pain that almost made him sink to the ground. This time it was obvious: the first contractions had started. Between amazement, concern and a pinch of defiance, Noah knew that their journey into unknown waters had only just begun.

"Elias... I think this is more than just a muscle cramp," he murmured, while Elias immediately went on alert.

Elias looked into Noah's eyes, which now showed the vague realization that something inevitable was about to happen. "We'll stay together no matter what happens," he said quietly as he took Noah in his arms.

In that moment, accompanied by the last rays of the sun and the gentle sound of the sea, they realized that they had to embrace the unknown - as a couple, as a team, as pioneers in a new world of reproductive medicine.

Chapter 7: Birth Begins

As dusk fell and the sky glowed a soft orange, Noah suddenly felt a wave of intense pain that nearly knocked him off his feet. In the middle of a peaceful walk on the beach, a new, overwhelming contraction shot through his body. Elias, who was always by Noah's side, noticed the change immediately - Noah's face turned pale and a cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Noah, this is different than before," Elias whispered, gently grabbing his shoulder. "We have to get to safety." The words sounded urgent amid the sound of the waves and the approaching night.

They quickly found refuge in a small, unoccupied tent that was being used as emergency accommodation by some tourists. Elias helped Noah lie down on a makeshift bed while he frantically pulled out his phone to call for medical help - but in this remote coastal town the signal was weak and times were uncertain.

With a trembling voice and pain in his eyes, Noah looked up at Elias. "Eli, I think it's time." He put a hand to his growing belly as another violent wave of pain hit him. The contractions became faster, more intense, and gave him little time to breathe.

Elias knelt by his side, squeezed his hand and spoke in a calm, firm voice: "Breathe, my love. We can do this - I'm with you." Despite his own fear rising within him, Elias focused only on Noah. He had no experience of childbirth, and the thought that their experiment was now taking on a completely unknown reality made his heart beat faster. But at that moment, his only job was to support Noah.

The minutes stretched on endlessly as Noah vacillated between intense pain and a strange sense of wonder. "It feels so... strange, yet incredible," he groaned as another wave of pain rolled over him. Elias gently wiped the sweat from his brow and murmured quiet words of encouragement, trying to hide his own fear.

Reality hit them both: The doctors had warned against the experiment - giving birth in a male body was uncharted territory. Every pain, every movement was new and inexplicable. As Noah struggled with the successive contractions, Elias' initial fascination was quickly replaced by concern. "Noah, this is more than just a contraction," he said, his voice trembling as the contractions came at ever shorter intervals.

With each beat of his heart, Noah realized that this was the moment they had let themselves in for, albeit unprepared. Between pain and the fleeting feeling of a miracle beginning, he felt his body preparing for an inevitable, mysterious change.

Elias placed his hand tenderly on Noah's belly and whispered: "We'll stay together, no matter what happens." In that silent, almost magical hour, as the last rays of day faded into night, the inevitable began: the birth had begun and would change their lives forever.

Chapter 8: Panic and Reality

Darkness had fallen like a heavy curtain over the beach as the situation reached its climax in the small, improvised shelter. The loud, erratic waves of the sea formed an ominous backdrop as Noah trembled amidst the ongoing contractions. His face was twisted with pain and fear, and each new wave seemed to sap his strength.

Elias sat close to him, his hand tightly wrapped around Noah's as he tried to keep the rising panic at bay. But his eyes reflected deep concern - the first hint of real fear of the unknown. "Noah, I... I don't know if we can do this," he whispered, staring unceasingly at his cell phone. The emergency call attempt in this remote coastal town only brought back a weak signal.

Noah was breathing heavily, his body seemed to rebel against every resistance. "I don't want to die here, Eli... but I feel like it's about to happen," he murmured, as another violent contraction almost took his breath away. His voice wavered between pain and an almost incredulous amazement - the awareness that he was part of a scientific miracle that was now taking shape in painful, real moments.

The minutes stretched on in agony. Elias tried to stay calm, even though his heart was pounding wildly in his chest. "We have to accept reality," he said in a firm but fragile voice. "The experiment has led us into a situation that we could never fully understand. Now we have to make the best of it - together."

A particularly intense jolt of pain made Noah squint. At that moment, the pent-up panic inside him erupted. "Eli, I'm so scared. I don't know if my body can take this." Between the groans, he struggled to think clearly.

Elias squeezed his hand even tighter and replied, "I'm here. We're together - we've always said that. I won't leave you alone, no matter how wild it gets." His words were a weak anchor in the midst of the raging storm that was taking place inside Noah's body.

Meanwhile, Elias tried desperately to reach further help over the crackling phone. But the unreliable connection in this remote corner kept leaving him with the bitter realization that they were on their own. "The reception is catastrophic. But we have to keep trying," he muttered as he made another emergency call.

Outside, the sea raged in the night, as if the forces of nature themselves wanted to dictate the rhythm of birth. Every thunder of the waves seemed to intensify the pain in Noah's stomach, and the reality of the moment became more and more inexorable. "It feels like everything - the experiment, our hopes, even our entire vacation - is condensed into this one, painful moment," Noah thought, trying to cling to Elias' words.

Elias, clearly torn inside, saw in Noah's eyes a shift between pure panic and a hint of acceptance. He whispered: "Breathe, Noah. Focus on me. We can do this - we just have to hold on until help comes."

The last seconds seemed to last an eternity. Between the successive contractions and the incessant sound of the sea, one thing was certain: the birth, as unpredictable and frightening as it was, could no longer be postponed. Reality had intervened in all its brutal form, and the two of them had to face the inevitable - alone, but together.

Amidst the chaos, as another wave of intense pain washed over Noah, he closed his eyes for a brief moment, as if gathering strength within himself. Elias' voice, now almost pleading, sounded: "I am here. Hold on, my love. We will get through this together - come, breathe with me."

The night seemed to hold its breath as reality manifested itself in every fiber of its being. The unknown that once existed only in scientific theories was now tangible - a moment of fear, pain and unwavering love. And in that moment, as panic merged with brutal reality, it became clear that what had started as an experiment had now become a fight for life, love and the miracle of birth.

Chapter 9: Birth by the Sea

The stars sparkled in the cloudless night sky as Noah's contractions began in relentless succession. The makeshift shelter offered little shelter, and the incessant sound of the sea was the only music in this overwhelming moment. Elias knelt by Noah's side, holding his hand tightly and whispering soothing words as each new jolt of pain stretched time into endless seconds.

On the deserted beach, accompanied by the gentle play of the waves and the occasional call of a lone seagull, Noah fought against the overwhelming pain. His body - until now the scene of a scientific miracle - now revealed its raw, unfiltered nature. With each breath he was drawn deeper into the maelstrom of birth, while Elias tried tirelessly to support and comfort him.

"Breathe, my love, I'm here," Elias murmured as he squeezed Noah's shaking hand. Those words were more than just a promise - they were their shared anchor in the midst of the chaotic storm.

Then, as the fiercest contraction rolled over him, the unbelievable happened: a loud, piercing scream filled the night - and almost instantly a second scream followed. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Noah realized that not one, but two little lives were finding their way into this world at the same time.

Exhausted and overwhelmed by a mixture of pain, amazement and indescribable joy, Noah looked at Elias with wide eyes. "Twins..." he breathed in disbelief as he felt the pulsing in his belly more clearly - a double miracle that exceeded all his expectations.

Elias approached, his heart beating at a rapid pace, and he gently stroked Noah's sweat and damp skin. "Welcome, you little miracles," he whispered, trying to push his own fear into the background and concentrate fully on Noah and the two newborns.

The pain of birth slowly gave way to a deep, almost indescribable relief. On that remote night by the sea, far from modern medicine and the usual rules, they had experienced something together that overshadowed all previous ideas of birth. The interplay of pain, the force of nature and love had brought forth two new lives - a triumph that echoed in the gentle, endless waves of the sea.

When the first faint rays of dawn touched the horizon, Noah and Elias lay tightly embraced, the tiny bodies of the twins tenderly held in Noah's arms. In that peaceful moment, surrounded by the vastness of the sea and the silence of the early morning hours, they knew that together they would overcome any challenge, no matter how unforeseeable – because they had experienced not just one miracle, but two.

Chapter 10: A Miracle

As the first rays of morning light bathed the horizon in soft shades of pink and gold, Noah and Elias sat on the beach, tightly embraced, the twins in Noah's arms. The chaotic night in which the unimaginable had happened was now behind them - but the impressions and questions it carried with it were burned deep into their hearts.

Exhausted and overwhelmed by a feeling that was simultaneously gratitude, amazement and a slight restlessness, Noah looked at the tiny, sleeping faces of his children. Amidst the roaring sea and the gentle sound of the waves, everything seemed to stand still for a moment.

"I can hardly believe it," Noah whispered softly as he carefully sang to one of the children, "that we have experienced not just one miracle, but two."

Elias, whose hand was tightly wrapped around Noah's, nodded in agreement. His eyes reflected the same mixture of relief and new hope - but also the burden of unexpected questions. How would the world react to this groundbreaking experience? What new opportunities and challenges would the experiment open up for the future? And above all: How should they, as a young family, dare to take the next step?

The memories of the fear-filled night when they fought the unknown alone and without immediate help became a silent promise. A promise to always be there for each other - in good times and in difficult times.

"We have made history," Noah said finally, his voice firm and at the same time gentle as he looked at his children. "Perhaps many more questions will come our way, but one thing I know for sure: we will answer them together."

Elias laid his head on Noah's shoulder and added: "Hand in hand, just as we always were. This adventure has shown us that love and trust are stronger than any uncertainty."

With the gentle crackle of the first rays of sun and the soothing sound of the sea as a melody in their hearts, they looked to the future - ready to take on any challenge that life would still have in store for them. In that moment, they were not only witnesses to a scientific breakthrough, but architects of a new world in which wonder and questions go hand in hand.

The End?

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Leona Kingscholar - Bloom Birthday Voice Lines

When Summoned: If you're going to act all high and mighty, I'm going to expect something grand from you, y'know? So hurry up and bring out my present, already.

Summon Line: I thought this outfit'd be stifling, but once I put it on it's not so bad. Heh, guess it's actually kinda tasteful.

Groooovy!!: All these herbivores're just lookin' at me all lame and sparkly-eyed. Eh, I guess I can humor them just this once.

Home Set: What, you want to see my magic? Hm, yeah, but should I, though?

Home Idle 1: This is some fancy broom they made. Well, the colors ain't too bad, I guess. I bet I'd really stand out if I flew around on this thing.

Home Idle 2: Well, aren't you super meticulous on something as simple as a cake cutting. I don't really care how you do it, but just get it done before tomorrow comes.

Home Idle 3: The hair tie Jack gave me isn't half bad. Guess I can wear it when doin' club stuff.

Home Idle - Login: I'd like school more if they'd allow for skipping class as a birthday present. Heh, can't see them ever being that thoughtful.

Home Idle - Groovy: I had Cater delete all the pictures he took. Obviously, I asked him nicely. Yeah, that's right, I'm such a shy boy.

Home Tap 1: Can't that guy Rook celebrate more normally? He's just littering a crazy amount of confetti everywhere, there should be limit to these kinds of things.

Home Tap 2: As soon as midnight struck, the guys in my dorm all came to my room to wish me a happy birthday. Geez... They're way too uppity for just a simple birthday.

Home Tap 3: Wouldn't ya believe it, Vil gave me a sewing kit. Something this special deserves to be shoved in the far back of a drawer for posterity.

Home Tap 4: What, you want to know what you can get me? Then, I guess you can go and take my place at that party they're throwing for me. ...Hey, don't take that seriously, I was only joking.

Home Tap 5: You'll go grab some food for me? Then bring me some meat. And just saying, you don't really need need to worry about what kind. Just don't bring anything I didn't ask for.

Home Tap - Groovy: I'm gonna take a nap, so keep watch to make sure no one bothers me. ...What, that's boring? Then sing some lullabies in your mind, or something.

Duo: [LEONA]: You're makin' too much fuss, Cater. [CATER]: Let me celebrate you in grand fashion, Leona-kun!

Birthday Login Message: So, you came to wish me a happy birthday, huh? Well, ain't that admirable of you. So, what did you bring me, then? At the very least, you are presenting a gift to royalty. As such, I'm sure you've prepared a very fine gift. ...Hey, don't freeze up on me. Sheesh, jokes just fly over your head, huh. I'll take it off your hands, so show me what you got behind your back, already.

Requested by @dorito9708.

[astr0star5]

“𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟!! (≧∇≦)/ !! ”

shohei haizono x reader

warning: might be ooc, suggestive, and consumption of alcohol (shots).

It was a Friday night, or atleast from what you could remember. What you do know is that you, Leo (surprisingly) and Sho were playing truth or dare, at your "dorm". It started off as just playing video games and watching movies and then Leo suggested to play truth or dare with a twist. Because they were "adults" now he wanted to include taking shots into the classic truth or dare game.

The game is simple 2 or more players gather around a bottle. One of the players spins it, and whoever the bottle lands on asks one of the players, "Truth or Dare." When the player chooses if they don't want to answer the question or do the dare, depending on what level of intensity it was, the Player takes 3 or more shots.

Clearly, he was just tryna get drunk (and both him and sho aren't allowed outside of DarkWick because one of them was slacking on a mission, so he couldn't go to a club this was the best alternative).

This whole time, Leo had literally been making it hell for both you and Sho whenever the bottle lands on him. If you choose dare, it's something so embarrassing you're not gonna do, and if you choose truth, it's a question you don't want to answer. So, as of right now, you're the drunkest person in the room.

You're starting to get all giggley and smiley and stuff. It's so obvious that mentally, you're not even on earth anymore. Leo leaves the room for a bit because bathroom break, you guess. It's your turn to spin the bottle, but you don't want to wait for Leo to get back. As soon as you spin the bottle, it's surprising it ends up on you.

You smile and giggle to yourself as you slopishly point over to sho. "Truth...or dare?" Sho thinks for a second before responding with "Dare." To which you reply with a giggle "Take your shirt off!! ♡"

Did you really just say that? Sho blinks twice before replying dumbfounded awkward smile on his face. "You're joking, right?" You aggressively shake your head 'no'. "I mean, it's getting hot in here...so I'm jus tryna help you out, bro."

Sho sighs before doing as requested, and he takes his white t-shirt off, leaving him in only his pants. To which you excitedly clap as if you just won the lottery (he found it kinda cute). "You look so hot under all that, Sho!" "Thanks, I guess..."

You slowly got a little bit closer before stopping, "Can I touch them?" Sho rolled his eyes and sighed, "Whatever..." You smile with glee as you pounce on him like an animal. Too focused on touching his abs, you fail to realize how close you guys are right now. You have yet to even look at Shos' face, if only you saw how red he was.

"What the fuck." An phone camera flashes the both of you. "Are you really tryna fuck that NPC...Sho I literally only left for five minutes. Control your urges." He placed a hand on his hip, looking disgusted.

"Leo tell me you did not just take a photo..." "OH wow, look at the time. Gotta go bye!" Never in your life have you ever saw someone run so fast. Sho softly pushes you off him and instantly gets up and starts chasing Leo at 3x the speed Leo was going.

You take a good look at where you were and take in everything around you before sighing, "He left his shirt :(."

a/n: this has got to be the corniest thing I have ever written, and I might delete this later 💀

[flow2024]

An early review I’m assuming has now been deleted since I can’t find it anywhere mentioned that there could’ve been a better use of Nile and Quynh, the spectre of the big bad immortal undermined the premise of the immortality itself and the main relationships of the first movie. Which doesn’t sound promising. But it also said there were some strong threads of connection so idk. Holding out hope whilst expecting the worst I guess?

i typed out most of this and then tumblr ate it so i'm typing it again and may skim over some stuff BUT: in essence: while i was watching tog earlier what jumped out to me was the fact that despite being a netflix action movie, with all that entails, and kind of generic in places (said with all the love in my heart) tog does have a very strong thematic undercurrent. both in the conclusion the film comes to, which is we're not meant to be alone, and in the way it treats killing with a certain weight that this kind of movie doesn't always do. immortality is an integral part but also not really, in that i think rucka at one point made a comment about it originally being kind of an experiment in being able to kill off characters in various looney toons ways and still have them survive but became a story more widely about life and death and the way death gives life meaning. etc etc. which is clear in the first film, i think, especially with andy's loss of immortality and nile having a bigger role. it definitely fumbles sometimes but overall it's strong and, fundamentally, it Has A Point.

tog 2, however. first off when it comes to nile and quynh: noriko's arc in the comics is difficult to apply to tog 2, namely because it is in active conflict with andy's rediscovery of her purpose which has already happened, and because quynh is too complicated of a character to tie up easily in 100 mins. she's not a villain you can drop 17 storeys and call it a day. her anger is fully understandable. akasha is an easy big bad to have because she will be disposable at the end of the day and therefore leave a neater conclusion. plus andy has already had her purpose arc so introducing akasha means introducing new information (it seems?) which will shift things and allow for the we help humans vs humans suck conflict. etc

i wouldn't be super surprised if they just didn't know what to do with nile. she's a foil to andy in the first movie and helps that arc by setting up a mentor + mentee, ex immortal + new immortal, old + young kind of thing but that arc again is over. so like. beyond her settling into immortality and becoming more integral to the group i don't know how much she's going to get to do, especially in competition with a lot more information and characters in 100 minutes. which sucks because I Want To See My Girl and i think elements of her plot line from force multiplied, i.e. the other side of depends on the century, learning that they have made bad choices and needing to reconcile that with herself could be interesting. i haven't seen any of the clips by the way and if that's where they seem to be going don't tell me i want to go in blind! but yeah. i hope she's there more but if not ill be very annoyed. the being half cropped out of the thumbnail ain't boding well

generally i fear tog 2 is going to suffer from a bad case of missing the point. its general plot seems to revolve around Immortality Information We Don't Know Yet, but again, the immortality isn't and has never been the point. it's a storytelling device. it's used to explore purpose, whether what we do matters, etc. it's Not The Point Of The Story. but from the trailer alone (which may well be misleading, they often are) i fear it's not going to have that same strength in its themes that made the first film stand out and instead become a generic superhero action thing. as a recorded skeptic. i'll be having fun regardless and my expectations are on the ground so if it is good i'll be pleasantly surprised but i also haven't actually processed that the movie is going to be real and on my screen so who knows maybe it'll be awesome. at the end of the day, it will feature The Character on my screen which is really all that matters

[revalition]

OCT 1 - LOGIC

Wield raw intellectual power. Deduce the world.

I'm not apologizing for the quality because if I was actually sorry, I'd have just... done a better job. But I am acknowledging it. All the skilltober stuff from last year was just. So cool. And I could probably pull off cool too, but then I'll get burnt out, so you get a doodles scrapbook of the skills instead! (: enjoy.

Going to shove a bunch of logic quotes and ramblings under the cut for any huge Logic nerds haha. there's a lot, you've been warned

yes logic, he's jealous. mmhm.

he was so excited!! sorry Logic...

He's such a dork!

ily sassy Logic

He hates superstition so much! also cryptids! Him and inland empire are so funny

Logic fails are also too funny, he refuses to take responsibility for you failing the roll.

Logic identifying a handful of skills as 'nice helpful guys' is everything to me (fyi, this list includes savoir faire, perception, visual calculus, inland empire, and volition! the bad ideas are from drama and pain threshold lmao)

Logic is also not here to make you feel better! He's responsible for 10 instances of morale damage (the highest is Inland Empire with 11) and most of them are him telling you you're stupid!

Physical instrument can call you a bad, lazy detective btw and you don't lose morale. I guess Harry thinks highly of Logic's opinion. At least on *detecting*.

This one's interesting, the one above.

Rare and elusive self-deprecating Logic!

Sadly. Heartbreakingly, even. We have reached the maximum number of images allowed in a post. And I had to delete so many! Because: I am extremely normal about this game, and about the skills. All of the time. (Yep! And! They don't even talk to me, in my head) But, it may be reasonable to expect this amount of rambling for all of the skilltober posts. now's your chance to block me, you're welcome <3

[faecaribou]

Mission Impossible Dashboard Simulator

🎮 letmewearamask Follow

Why is it called the Impossible Mission Force if we've succeeded at almost every mission we've done? Impossible mission? More like possible mission

🪈 ihatemi6 Follow

she mission on my impossible til i task force

🎮 letmewearamask Follow

this was an unnecessary addition to my post. i have your IP address.

#im going to tell Bravo Echo 11 what you wrote

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📺 failed_da_field_exam Follow

I can't believe that they decided to tell the public that it was a gas leak. how many gas leaks per month will the public accept??? theyre so gullible smh

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dude... don't know how to tell you this. it was really a gas leak this time.

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oh my god?! you're joking. well i guess one of them had to be real

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ha! got you. you're just as gulible as the general public it seems.

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BLOCKED.

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guys can we not reblog this. can we stop reblogging please

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🎯 mycircus-mymonkeys

i hate it here. let me resign.

#officelife #imissbeingafieldagent #workingforkittragefuckingsucks

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📼 BE11-deactivated10112023

Hey guys. I'm new to tumblr. My partner told me to make an account. He also said to tell you guys some stuff about me but that seems like a breach of information.

🎮 letmewearamask Follow

Dude. I promise no one's going to know it's you. You can share something, like, what's a hobby of yours?

📼 BE11-deactivated10112023

i climb things.

🎮 letmewearamask Follow

...no. That's what you do for work.

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hello? did you just delete your account???

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guys talking to some of my peers and im encountering some strange opinions. just want to clear things up.

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...

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jeez. reading the tags and some of you need a raise in morale. sure this was the only option that left you alive or free but after a certain amount of years most of you should be allowed to retire to a civilian life. couldn't be me though. i fucking love shooting people.

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🎯 mycircus-mymonkeys

sometimes a workplace rivalry is just as good as a workplace romance

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guys OP let his team leader give real nuclear launch codes to a terrorist. dont follow him

🎯 mycircus-mymonkeys

I can neither confirm nor deny details of any operation without the Secretary's approval.

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💻 hackerrrman Follow

you guys will not believe how insane my team is guys. the mask machine broke again and my team leader decided we would just go without masks. does anyone else have this problem?

📡 tango-foxtrot32

omg yes!! we always keep TWO mask machines on hand for all of OUR missions because one of them is always breaking! ive complained to the tech team so much but apparently its 'our fault' and we need to 'be more gentle' with the machines

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what do they mean, "be more gentle"?? i mean my team once had a guy slam the mask machine against our targets face and it broke. but i cant imagine other teams doing that

📡 tango-foxtrot32

yeah no that's.... why did you use the mask machine as a weapon? i... our problem is that we've been 'making too many masks at once' according to the tech. what.... how have your other mask machines broken....

💻 hackerrrman Follow

well now i don't want to say.

📡 tango-foxtrot32

...

#goodlord #imscared

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🚐 vanguy Follow

so was anyone going to tell me that the prisoner ive been transporting to america was actually the most wanted terrorist of our times. or was i supposed to find out when i dropped him off and the CIA congratulated me for keeping him contained.

🎯 mycircus-mymonkeys

It wasn't your buisiness to know. especially if you're going to be talking about it on social media.

🚐 vanguy Follow

im so sorry please dont fire me

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day 78 of saying FUCK THE CIA

🪈 ihatemi6 Follow

FUCK THE CIA

⌛️ fuckthecia Follow

HELL YEAH! day 1 of saying FUCK THE MI6

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HELL YEAH

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🎙️ good_evening

good evening everyone. you probably could figure out already by my manner of typing, but I am in fact the person who voices all your mission dossiers. I just want to say that I'm also responsible for gathering and summarizing all the information you need. and let me just say. you all have some serious shit going on. jesus christ.

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...and?

🎙️ good_evening

and what? I'm glad I'm not a field agent. LOL

#my average day is me reading papers out loud #your average day is 'if your team is caught or killed you will be disavowed' LOL

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guys why is Lane kinda.... 😳

🚐 vanguy Follow

??! no he's fucking not

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politely i disagree with you.

🚐 vanguy Follow

YOU'RE looking at dossier photographs. *I* saw him IRL

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omg you met him?! can you get his autograph for me please

🚐 vanguy Follow

what is wrong with you?!

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🪣 hr-sux Follow

do you guys ever just sit in a local coffee shop and try to profile random strangers for fun

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no? wtf

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what? theyre civilians. its fun

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girl.... in D.C.? ain't no one a civilian

📁 imf-heritage-post

Official IMF Heritage Post

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0 days without a disaster

📡 tango-foxtrot32

WHAT HAPPENED?!

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dude... you don't even want to know....

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thats all for now ^w^ i have more ideas

[beximus-feencog-bonker]

50.5.204

since my last log i have been to lawbot and sellbot hq for training(i am usually at sellbot hq for upkeep reasons as I am a prototype).

Lawbot HQ: the CLO herself asked me to figure out how the toons keep turning her documents into stuff called "sound evidence"! it doesn't make much Logical sense yet as I have not had the opportunity to research toons in the field (awkward as this is one of my eventual prime directives but we're still working up to that. I still need to rewatch my training screen daily). HOWEVER, Based on the independent research i have been doing, and discussions with coworkers in the other departments I was able to fabricate "Instrumental Evidence". Ms Morsecode didnt seem to like it very much despite saying she found it interesting and "potentially useful". her tone is very... distant. I suppose that is just the way she is. She is the only one i had an opportunity to speak with from the legal department... all the others are not allowed to come back from field work to train me, which makes sense. I hoped for some reason it would be different. i guess thats selfish though

Sellbot HQ: Its sort of like my home. Cathal has been a good brother friend to me and has shown me the ropes of how to conserve energy and "waste time effectively". Benjamin Biggs has so many interesting stories! I'm going to have to shadow him more closely if my Spying work is to be effective. Mr Brian.... I will need to dedicate a separate log to the incident of my meeting Mr Brian. Mr Payser is a barrel of laughs .... He's cool! A bit inefficient for a guy so focused on moving fast and constantly, I'm going to have to bring this up in my next discussion with Allan Mr Bravecog. he is surprisingly receptive to feedback? He is the easiest of the bosscogs to work with so far. not a lot of.... backbone? but a nice strong Bravecog Corp Clockwork Heart.

when he(Allan) constructed me.... he gave a clockwork heart just like his. he said he and Cathal both had one, and it was only fair as his newest handmade design that I have one. Its the nicest piece of clockwork currently on the market. I shouldn't worry so much about how my coworkers think of me if i am allowed to have such special treatment. I have no right to worry really. I also Learned my personality matrix is a modified Copy of his own when he was in his 20s? i didn't know he had data of himself that far! that stuff usually just deletes itself within a month.

its like he knew he'd have to make someone fully formed extremely quickly eventually?? or something caused him to cling to that data. I don't have his memories, just a heaving imprint of the person he was and the basic knowledge he had at the time. stuff like how he brushed his teeth, tied his tie, what he liked to drink. but even though my personality is an old, modded copy of his, I don't feel like we are very similar people at all. maybe its just that he is so important and I'm not fully cooked yet.

[aotopmha]

The difference between FFXIV's social media community and the in-game community becomes wilder by the day to me.

I did another round of roulettes today and it's a load of 'my bad' and 'gg' and 'let's go again' and 'it's okay'.

I haven't even gotten parties that play badly, either. And if I do, I think we've always been able to talk stuff out and had people who were willing to learn.

Even in Party Finder, about a month into having stepped into EX content, I still think the worst I've gotten is some sarcastic remark about being a WoW player, implication being, that the party was bad in terms of skill (and a lot of fake farm parties, which has actually very little to do how good or bad the people are personally towards you, it's just not being good enough to be in a farm party, the solution to which I think is to join maybe a couple more in-progress parties that are close to clearing.)

Outside of a few instances, none of the criticism I've gotten just hasn't had anything to do with me personally, just my skill at the game, and even then has been either neutral, kind of awkward or very kind.

Maybe I'm good at disarming it (because I generally assume good faith interaction and implications because communication by text doesn't always convey tone properly), whatever it is, I've had an unusually positive experience in terms of the in-game community.

Meanwhile on social media:

Pictures of Wuk Lamat being hung on a noose, her voice actress constantly being misgendered and given death threats, down to even YoshiP speaking up about it.

I guess it isn't as fake of an outrage if *even the director of the game* speaks out about it.

And I see people downplay the in-game positivity/decency as "only being there because of very strict moderation".

And at this point, I say, maybe fucking yes. Maybe that's the point. Maybe a decently moderated community that excludes and moderates the poison is indeed the solution.

Every single non-moderated space on the internet will become disgusting. This isn't some "conditon" that only applies to FF14 and "holds back" the "actually horrible" community. That's just humanity without any laws that need to be followed.

Since I see all of those screenshots on social media, the moderation is clearly imperfect and it sure is on the forums, but maybe, just maybe we need decent, paid human mods.

Maybe the forums, at least could be curated better because that's what SE can control.

Said social media outside of the forums is all run by disgusting human beings that SE or the FF14 team can't control, though.

So it kind of, really frustratingly, does fall towards the creators and voices in the space, but they're often super "centrist", not moderating their comment sections because "they can't control it" and want "nothing to do with politics". But that in turn allows all of the bad apples to fester and be loud.

Larger ones, I get. Of course you can't. But maybe, just maybe, if you truly, deeply care for this community to be good, go through your comment sections even just once in a while and pick out repeat offenders or the most deeply disgusting ones?

That's all there can be done because social media is ran by these indifferent, disgusting people.

Even I have gotten nasty ones, which I deleted, though, nothing on the level of some of those FF14 posts on Twitter.

The internet fully, truly sucks now.

But I can't deny all of the goodness that is still hidden behind the gunk, which is what keeps me on this ruined technological marvel.

I, as an extremely small creator will at least try to keep the fire going in any small way I can (and am equally awaiting Twitter's collapse).

[marsian-tango]

I have some really important information that may concern you and a blogger on Tumblr that I think you might know of, or could be mutuals with…

This was an anon send in that can be found on @running-with-kn1ves blog…

“Ew, you're collaborating with a white supremacist's best friend?

Just a heads up, but @fangdokja-anon has been called out by multiple authors here for being homophobic, fatphobic, and racist, as well as making multiple problematic posts (like wanting to write about genocide and infant SA). The only person who publicly supported her was @yanderedrabbles who praised her in the comments and even made a post to defend her friendship.

It's your choice to have her as a writer for the zine, but please make it public knowledge so people can at least opt out. I myself won't sign up to share space with a bigot.”

Then there was this follow up post by the same anon, who goes into detail of the issues above…

“Sorry for the sudden accusatory ask, I'm one of the people who unfollowed @yanderedrabbles after she openly expressed her support for the homophobe and I was annoyed to see her acting so careless on another blog I follow. I guess she's hoping we'll just forget about it at some point and keeps quiet on her main.

Here's the first post where she explained in many empty words she doesn't care about the issue because the blog has been nice to her and they're friends: https://www.tumblr.com/yanderedrabbles/780435897593315328/hi-idk-if-your-mutuals-with-fangdokja-but-shes?source=share

The problematic post on @fangdokja-anon blog has since been deleted or removed, but I have a screenshot of @yanderedrabbles commenting on it with ‘THATS why your pro pic went all blurry when I logged in. Literally freaked me out so bad. I'm glad to see you reorganising fang! Gonna learn to use AO3 just for you 😘’ while the rest of us were freaking out at the atrocities mentioned.

Instead of coming out and telling us why she chose to publicly support someone who fetishizes stuff like concentration camps and pedophilia she's all giddy about writing for a yandere magazine, like we're dumbasses who'll just swallow up any content. The audacity is amazing.”

Since this all seems to be true, please reconsider any relationship you have with @yanderedrabbles and @fangdokja-anon

This is an unfortunate situation, I would've never expected something like this. Yandere drabbles is a blog that I've always liked, it was one of the many blogs here on Tumblr that inspired me to make my own blog. And with Fangdokja-anon, I've seen her posts on my fyp, she seems to have always been pretty popular, but I wasn't aware of this controversy up until now. I know that it's two different things to "not support" something, than to directly condemn it or attack it. In this case, Fangdokja-anon seems to "not support" gay people–and in all honesty, that confuses me. I can't fully grasp the notion of "not supporting" gay people, I get that the bible says that it's bad, that it's a sin, that people are gonna go to hell for that, etc. But, at the end of the day, I don't believe that this is something that should be up to discussion. To support it or not to support it? We're talking about people. Normal people, just living their lives. People who are not doing anything weird, they're doing the same thing that straight people do. To "not support" something as normal as people loving other people baffles me. I know it's a religious thing, but it's still so confusing. And regarding the other topics such as her, seemingly wanting, but holding back on writing various problematic, or downright wrong subjects. I don't think that I need to say much on that, it's pretty obvious that if those accusations are true, then we're dealing with someone who should not be allowed to express herself freely on this platform. Wether you think this is a drastic take against Fangdokja-anon and Yandere drabbles or not, I think it's important to let people know about this. I do feel like it's a relevant piece of information that people who follow them should know.

I'd like to thank the anon who sent me this. Thank you for letting me know and taking time out of your life to share this.

[animentality]

Thoughts on this post?:

https://www.tumblr.com/animentality/64152073250/abc-newsman-proves-danger-of-allowing-transgender?source=share

thanks for reminding me to delete that post I made in literally 2013 when I was 15 because it doesn't reflect who I am as a person anymore.

is this supposed to be a gotcha?

are people supposed to be born woke?

I am amazed you managed to even find this post with like 6 notes, where I legitimately asked people for their opinion on the subject because I was unsure about it and I had certain taught biases that I hadn't learned to abandon yet.

it might amaze you to know that I once told a guy he'd make a great wife when he mentioned he liked cooking.

this was in 2012.

how cisheteronormative of me, right?

but you were all so woke in 2012, weren't you?

you never said anything that was not PC as a teenager.

you never told edgy jokes or said stupid offensive things.

you were born perfect, I'm sure.

it's not like I'm proud of the dumb stuff I said.

but I didn't start identifying as nonbinary until I was 18, and I didn't start identifying as trans until I was 21.

I was raised by an older mother, not a gen x er or a millennial, but a baby boomer, whose inherent biases still sometimes surface in me when I least expect it.

I was raised Catholic.

I had JUST STARTED PUBLIC SCHOOL, after spending literally 6 years in a fucking Catholic school.

I DIDNT UNDERSTAND transgender issues, nor did most people in 20 fucking 13.

how the fuck could I

my mom to this day doesn't know what the fuck nonbinary or trans are, and I identify as both.

how was I supposed to know?

I'd never even met anyone in the LGBT community at that point, nor had I realized I belonged there either.

I literally didn't even know I was pan at that point, or that I was nb/trans myself, or how I felt about most political topics.

that's why I ASKED.

and I said the wrong things. yeah, I did.

but no one had taught me the right words.

and in that post, no one bothered to explain it to me either.

I had to learn that over time.

and guess what?

I'm still not perfect now. I'm still going to make mistakes because times change, as they always do.

and all we can do is try and forgive people who are trying and doing their best, and remaining open minded to things they don't understand right from fucking birth.

but by all means, do search my history to your hearts content.

honestly, I kinda wanna see what dirt you find because this was an interesting look at the kinds of things I thought in 2013.

I can look back at myself and see how far I've come.

this post was interesting to read for me because it was wildly off mark, it misgendered trans women, and it lacked political, historical, and social understanding...

and so?

yeah?

it's offensive. it's bad.

and I didn't know any better.

but lol.

people learn things. people change their opinions.

if you people spend all your time digging up dirt and trying to cancel people for who they were, rather than who they are, or who they're trying to be... I have news for you.

your existence is pointless and your efforts are meaningless.

but I am flattered you did such a deep dive, anon.

please do find more and send them to me.

I'd like to know what other gotchas you can yank out of my ass.

I used to be on Facebook in 2011 before I deleted it in like 2013.

see if you can find anything there.

I used to write cringy poetry. it might be funny to read now.

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The game Doomed in danny phantom has insane implications.

Before you go typing stuff, I am aware it's the result of needing a video game to have stakes and the writers needing a plot. I understand watsonian and doylist reasoning, im a writer myself. this is purely for the in-universe implications which I believe are crazy.

In episode 12: Teacher of the Year, danny and his friends are playing some kind of online game where the grand prize for beating it is full access to the World Wide Web. I re watched this episode prior to writing this, though it has been a hot minute since ive seen the other episodes, so i don't know exactly if they've actually used the internet prior to that episode. But i do remember technus escaping because Danny deleted his old save of Doomed so i guess that does imply he beat it at some point after episode 12.

The mere fact they can even play an online game in the first place would imply they have some access but not as much as they could. Kind of like how when you have a learners permit you can only drive in the daytime with an adult in the passenger seat. Can you imagine getting online and only being able to access wikipedia and facebook? Thats what I'm seeing from this.

So as far as we know, anyone who wants to get full access to the internet has to play and beat this game. We see danny and tucker make it to the final level multiple times, it takes them all night but that assumes even an average player can make it far if they keep at it. So the game itself couldn't be too difficult.

But what bewilders me the most is what Sam's doing. Why does this game have PVP? Sam hasn't beat the game either, she was likely doing it just to fuck with danny and tucker but she also blasts some random dude at the beginning. The trio seemed to all be able to win the game together at the very end, meaning there isn't any actual reason for pvp since there's no need to claim the prize solely for yourself.

Then there's Lancer. He's already beating the goddamn game! Yet he comes back just to beat it again and fight people! Is he gaining anything from this? Probably not. But why would this be an option for returning players? It's like someone who gets a doctorate degree and then goes around a middle school with a baseball bat bashing any student they see trying to learn and the school staff do nothing about it.

Why is the world set up like this? Did the government decide full internet access is something someone should have to take a test for? Did everyone have to take the test or were they grandfathered into keeping full access? I dunno how old Lancer is but unless we assume he was only playing the game for fun, he had to have beat Doomed when he was younger. so that implies his generation and the one after were all subject to this rule.

Is Doomed the only game like this? are there other games for other kinds of people since not everyone is good at FPS games? Could there be other things like make a character on the sims live for a whole year on max difficulty and then you win? Beat halo on legendary with all skulls on? speedrun mario 64 below the allowed time limit? Whose idea was this!? Not everyone is going to want full access when they're teens like danny, but what about when you get a job? Do you need to put "I beat Doomed" on your resume? this whole this is just fucking bizzare,

It's a minor detail never really brought up again, but the wider implications of it are immense. Anyway, im using this episode as inspiration to write a story because I cannot let this idea just get swept under the ecto-rug.