#Your Own Path

[louisdontdraw]

Your own Path

Make your own path though it may be hard, find it, follow it, and envelop yourself in the wonders of your life you matter, not you, YOU, don't be controlled by society find your own path, and continue toward the light, no matter what others say

[next-genvisionaries]

You Don’t Have to Have it All Figured Out

Here’s the deal: you don’t have to have it all figured out right now. Seriously, who says you need to have your entire life mapped out by 25? Life isn’t a checklist—it’s a journey, and you get to take it at your own pace.

We live in this world where everyone’s out here acting like they’ve got it all together. Newsflash: nobody does. Some people are just better at pretending. It’s okay if you don’t have all the answers. You’re figuring it out as you go, and that’s more than enough.

Think about it: the best stuff happens when we’re open to discovery. That’s where growth happens. So don’t stress about the “perfect plan” or trying to keep up with everyone else’s timeline. You’re exactly where you need to be, and the path you’re walking? It’s uniquely yours.

Where are you in your journey? What’s one thing you’ve learned along the way? Let’s share, because no one has to have it all figured out.

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[softwaring]

[2-dsimp]

☏Monster Hunter Hotline!☏

Cw: suggestive, MDNI, AGELESS BLOGS DNI, CYOA in progress.fem monster hunter

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You’ve chosen: The Dragon Assignment!

【Mission details】 Serve as a negotiator between the rampant dragon and the kingdom it threatens to befall!

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You began your trek to the first kingdom of Zaon, a quaint place with mages and whatnot. It seemed that there was a heated discussion taking place within the plaza.

“You’re being so incorrigible!” The king declared shaking a ringed finger at the massive metallic silver dragon its size trampled that of the castle.

“You’re our guardian deity! Have been for centuries now!” You had rushed in closer to the scene, trying to maneuver your way through the bustling crowd. That was filled with anxiety, distraught, and confusion.

“So why all of a sudden are you trying to step down from our pledged brotherhood to one another? This is outrageous!”

The Silver dragon merely rolled its eyes at the king, unbothered as its talons casually pricked at its sharp maw.

Digging for the scraps of gore it had for dinner. “Not enough gold.” It stated bluntly, looking completely uninterested.

“Not enough? But we’re in a delicate situation! What shall we do without your presence to ward off the orcs threatening to overtake us!”

Damn, the situation was dire.

You sweat dropped trying to figure out how the hell you were to mend this predicament. You thought it was gonna be a typical save the princess from the dragon type thing but no.

You were in charge of the lives and possible deaths of a whole fucking kingdom housing well over 100,000 towns folk.

If that wasn’t enough you were shocked by desperate displays of fellow subjects falling to their knees.

Before the Sliver dragon’s imminent mass taking up the entire interior of the open space. “Please have mercy, Oh Great Sliver Diety!” Their pleas echoed throughout the plaza.

“Oh you’ve finally arrived Hunter! Come now there’s no time to waste!” The king urged, once he spotted you from a distance. It seemed as if he was the one who requested you.

It’s a bit odd considering how low ranked you were for a job of this caliber, but this could be an opportunity to make a proper name for yourself.

Though you couldn’t help but curse the old man for putting you on the spot, all these stares you were getting weren’t helping your nerves at all.

“Ah yup Monster Hunter at your assistance what seems to be the problem here exactly?” You asked casually, despite looking like a hot mess from being thrusted into this shit show. You’re trying your best to be professional damnit!

The king opened his mouth only to be interrupted by a stark snort from the dragon. A broad toothy grin forming upon it’s pointed snout. “Ignore the coward, what’s important is that you’re here before me hunter. So focus on me and nobody else got it?”

You could barely manage a scream before you were snatched up entirely by the dragons claws and taken up to new heights.

His powerful wings flapped. Leaving everyone below screaming in terror and knocked about from the air pressure. Meanwhile, he cut through the air flying over the seas to a nearby mountain top.

Unceremoniously, he had perched upon a cliff showcasing a giant cave perfect for hoarding a dragons nest. He stalked inside with you captive in his iron grip, before plopping you down on a pile of gold.

Eyeing you with intrigue, he circled around before laying down curled around where you sat utterly speechless. “I heard about you, human. And I wanna see if you match up to what the others described you to be.”

Gods he looks like he could swallow you whole. His body was pure muscle alone. His scales were like stainless steel, glinting like diamonds in the rough.

He was fucking majestic.

His head leveled down to where it towered above your body. His milky eyes trained solely on you, gleamed from within the darkness of the cave.

“Well go on, entertain me. I don’t like being kept waiting pretty hunter.” You blinked, your skin heating up a bit from his voice alone. Despite your predicament you can’t deny you found his dark gravelly voice to be magnetic.

Attractive enough to make you drop your panties and spread your legs wide open like a whore—You inhaled deeply, trying to get your head out of the gutter.

Your brain couldn’t help but backtrack to a singular thought you said out loud. “You think I’m pretty? Are you trying to flirt with me? Or do you do that to all your victims?”

It was the dragons turn to be stunned, tilting its head he laughed in your face. The sheer velocity of his baritone pitch echoed off the walls making the cave shake. Rubble falling from the above.

“Oh they were right to say you don’t disappoint! Haha not bad, not bad at all little hunter. And for the record…” He leaned in close his one singular talon lightly caressing the skin of your cheek “As cute as your babbling is I’d rather you ask one question at a time. I’d like to get acquainted with you my dear.”

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※Mission objective※: You must convince the Silver dragon to remain aligned with the Zaon kingdom. To complete your first assignment.

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Mission failure: if the silver dragon is left unsatisfied with your company. The Zoan kingdom and its townsfolk will be enslaved by their neighboring orcs. And potentially getting wiped off the map.

Additionally you may die as collateral

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Choose your actions wisely.

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➪A̺͆s̺͆k̺͆ w̺͆h̺͆y̺͆ h̺͆e̺͆ w̺͆a̺͆n̺͆t̺͆s̺͆ t̺͆o̺͆ f̺͆o̺͆r̺͆s̺͆a̺͆k̺͆e̺͆ t̺͆h̺͆e̺͆ k̺͆i̺͆n̺͆g̺͆d̺͆o̺͆m̺͆

➪A̺͆s̺͆k̺͆ h̺͆i̺͆m̺͆ p̺͆e̺͆r̺͆s̺͆o̺͆n̺͆a̺͆l̺͆ q̺͆u̺͆e̺͆s̺͆t̺͆i̺͆o̺͆n̺͆s̺͆ a̺͆b̺͆o̺͆u̺͆t̺͆ h̺͆i̺͆m̺͆s̺͆e̺͆l̺͆f̺͆

➪F̺͆l̺͆i̺͆r̺͆t̺͆ w̺͆i̺͆t̺͆h̺͆ h̺͆i̺͆m̺͆

➪G̺͆r̺͆a̺͆b̺͆ a̺͆t̺͆ h̺͆i̺͆s̺͆ t̺͆a̺͆l̺͆o̺͆n̺͆ a̺͆n̺͆d̺͆ k̺͆i̺͆s̺͆s̺͆ it̺͆

➪A̺͆s̺͆k̺͆ w̺͆h̺͆o̺͆ h̺͆e̺͆ r̺͆e̺͆f̺͆e̺͆r̺͆s̺͆ t̺͆o̺͆ a̺͆s̺͆ t̺͆h̺͆e̺͆y̺͆/̺͆O̺͆t̺͆h̺͆e̺͆r̺͆

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A/n: why was there a mass majority of yall voting for dragon? I’m dead. Lmao XD

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

hope you feel better soon!

I am riddled with ailments, but I stay silly!

[faronmckenzie]

Don’t let their energy change yours.

[finalgirlsamwinchester]

supernatural was truly just. a fifteen year long experimental study looking into an audience's ability to empathise with the Narrative Scapegoat. the results? most people are still filled with the medieval urge to throw rotten fruit at the resident Freak in the town square.

[levemetal]

@sillyxaly suggested Jw adopting SJ and it was too fun to brainrot about with @ace-shenanigans too.

Rest assured, no matter the au variation, as long as SJ is adopted by a tgcf character, he shall be the bane of Jw's existence and make him consider early retirement.

[cdx1016]

It’s not where you start the race…… it’s where you finish it… so you might as well choose your own path to get there.

(viacarad1016)

[playingitup]

I recently read a fic that unlocked a previously undiscovered interest of mine, and i cant seem to find any other fics like it, so you guys get to watch me spiral (again)

This came from the Talia al-Ghul is Jason Todd's adopted mom pipeline, and the fic was a very short blurb where someone offered Jason the Joker's death as a courting gift, as according to the League of Assassin's tradition had to ask for Ra's blessing as the head of his family, and Damian tranqued Batman to let this happen, because 'this has nothing to do with you, Father, this is al-Ghul family business' and aaaaaa

Just, the League having its own culture, traditions.

I know its Ra's assassins club, but he is old as fuck. There have probably been families that are part of the League for generations. This amounts to not inly courting traditions, but customs, manners, holidays, all with a different twist that came with time in this isolated society, and i just want to see more fics that explore this.

Damian being cut out of his culture completely, no idea why no one responds the way he expects, not because of trauma and 'why is no one punishing or praising me', but genuine 'i told Drake i could demonstrate my skills with a blade for him, and why didnt he offer to show me how he fights with his staff??? He didnt even say he already knew how to use blades, is he implying that i am not sufficiently trained to be capable of teaching him? Does he think i am not worthy of being in this family, and thats why he refuses to train with me??'

(Meanwhile Tim firmly believes he just got threatened to be shish-kebabed by a 10 yo and is shook. Of course, Damian just wanted to spend quality time with his new family member the way he knows how to, but tim doesnt know that, and Damian doesn't know thats how tim understood it either)

And Jason being a part of the al-Ghul household, too, is very interesting. I love the concept of Talia sending him on his way to Gotham as Red Hood partialy to make the city safer for when Damian went over, Hood putting the fear of god into criminals so that the Demon Prince could walk through the city of his father with less fear and apprehension. Jason and Damian celebrating League holidays and traditions together (of course, jason only does it so the little guy can have this confor of home and family, he did promise T that he would take care of him, its not like he enjoys quality time with a family member he never tried to kill, or that he misses the conforts of the league and dinners with the al-Ghuls, of couse not).

Anyways, thank you for listening to my ted talk

[katieaki]

My ✨ post-apocalyptic Lesbian Cowgirl Mailman choose-your-own adventure✨ has just updated! Read it here for free on my Patreon and vote in the poll! Here is a guide to get you started, the summaries of each part of the story thus far, the complete collected text, and FAQ, all in one place. They have everything you need to know about Lou, her requited-but-complicated love, the religious assassin who just beat the tar out of her, the worst person she's ever met, and the ill-advised journey she is on! There is also a discord where Pony Express readers from all across god's green internet can gather, here!

✨Read the update for free on my patreon & vote on what happens next! ✨Excerpt below the cut.

By the time Artie crashed into the infirmary, also soaked to the bone, Lou had finished receiving a mortifying physical examination. After, she had been dried with a towel, laid down on a futon, and covered with several thick down and wool blankets. Even though she was tucked up to her chin, she was still shivering so hard that her teeth chattered. Her fingers and toes had started to ache where they were waking up. Ikue had just stepped out to fetch some hot water to help warm her.

“Is this some kind of sad attempt to get me to break?” Artie asked from the doorway. There was a gleam of panic in her eye, but her jaw was set. She still wore a bandage over the bridge of her nose and, as Solitude had said, she had one deep purple black eye and one that was only tinted a little greenish yellow. As Solitude had said, it did suit her. The thought should have disgusted her, since Lou was the one who had unjustly given the black eyes to her, but she looked cool. She looked sexy.

Lou just closed her eyes. “Listen, I ain’t feeling so good,” she said through chattering teeth. “And I just had a thermometer stuck up my asshole by a beautiful girl. So, if you could cool the tone some—“

“If you’re trying to starve yourself so that I’ll come and baby you again—“ Artie began.

“I ate,” Lou interrupted.

“Not lunch,” Artie said.

“I was full from breakfast,” Lou said.

Artie shook her head.

“I ate a lot. You should’ve seen,” Lou said. She was embarrassed by the pride in her voice, but Artie’s face softened and that felt worth being embarrassed for. Artie crouched down next to the futon. Water dripped off of her nose onto the floor and she tried to wipe it up with her wet hand, but only made the wet streak bigger. She looked back at Lou with those big, black eyes, sweetly sad and touched with worry, but not completely devastated like the night before. 

“What happened?” Artie asked. 

“I was trying to hurry back. The rain. I just overdid it, I reckon,” Lou said.

“They found you passed out in the fetal position, covered in blood,” Artie said, furrowing her brow.

[mobius-m-mobius]

Existence is chaos. Nothing makes any sense, so we try to make some sense of it.

OWEN WILSON as MOBIUS M. MOBIUS in LOKI (2021 - )

[2-dsimp]

☏Monster Hunter Hotline!☏

Cw: MDNI suggestive, fem monster hunter x yandere monster callers, CYOA based.

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You’re the absolute worst monster hunter in the business. And yet you still keep getting hired for for missions. Why?

Well with your track record of being a public monster apologist.

It’s no wonder the creature’s you’ve initially sworn to hunt down see you as a utter joke. And so does your community, they’ve basically disowned you from being apart of any group missions.

However, the monsters weren’t about to let their pretty little plaything know that they’ve got the plug pulled on em.

So they’ve started hiring you themselves, anonymously pretending to be human of course.

I mean what kind of monster would turn down the chance to meet an adorable little human hunter who can’t even do their job right.

And possibly miss out on the opportunity of fucking them silly after every “mission”? Not them of course. They’ve been eyeing you for a long time waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

They’re absolutely ravenous, and dying to get their claws, tentacles, feelers, pinchers, ect. On sweet little you.

D̺͆r̺͆a̺͆g̺͆o̺͆n̺͆ a̺͆s̺͆s̺͆i̺͆g̺͆n̺͆m̺͆e̺͆n̺͆t̺͆!̺͆ H̺͆a̺͆s̺͆ b̺͆e̺͆e̺͆n̺͆ c̺͆h̺͆o̺͆s̺͆e̺͆n̺͆!̺͆

[glimmerfics]

In this Choose-Your-Own-Adventure you and Dr. Abbot are temporarily benched for a psych evaluation. Therapy isn’t going great — until you start leaning on each other instead...

🎮 interactive fanfic "Collateral Damage" by @castieltrash 🔗 link to play: https://glimmerfics.com/stories/8f03dfd7-collateral-damage

[blimbo-buddy]

What gets me about the narrative possibility of Harriet being cursed when you encounter her at the door is imagine being Sophie in that situation:

Your mother is back, you lost each other but now she’s back. But something’s off, she doesn’t speak right, her gestures are off, it doesn’t feel like her; because it isn’t her, not anymore at least

She attacks, she wants her child, you can only be held back and cry in fear, horror and grief as you watch the people who have been looking after you be forced to mercilessly beat and kill your mother

You beg them to stop, and it’s not that they won’t, it’s that they can’t, they’re forced to. It’s to keep them all safe, it’s to keep you safe. You cry for them to stop, don’t hurt her mom, she wants to see her mom. She isn’t moving anymore.

[anthrofractal]

DESCRIPTION: They reply, "My name is Nomiani."

As usual, the name seems odd to other Mayli. Joy's History says, "Interesting, wow, never heard a Mayli name like that before! How'd you pick it?"