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ARTEMI PANARIN ( vs NYI. 12.22.22. )
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irrealisms · 9 months ago
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You dont have sex because you're waiting for marriage or because being gay is a sin?
man i dont remember posting anything abt not having sex/celibacy/being side b before this ask, idk what this was inspired by. it's probably bait (and, quite frankly, it's none of your business why i'm having or not having sex) which is why i waited almost a full week to answer but i'm going to answer it anyway (once) because i want to be open about this. if you or anyone else is interested in having a discussion on why i believe the things i do, send me a message or an ask off anon. i'm much more willing to be vulnerable in a setting that isn't "anon question that is probably bait".
as a clarification that will probably mean very little to my secular followers but will be appreciated by my side b followers (and hopefully at least mean something to my side a Christian followers): i reject this dichotomy. i'm celibate because i'm gay--but i don't think being gay is a sin. i am gay. i do not believe my existence is a sin. i believe that i've found many beautiful and true things from being gay, and that God made me gay for a reason. i am glad i'm gay, and i don't wish i were straight or pray to become straight. so, so much of side b advocacy within the Church is focused around making it clear that, while being gay comes with different temptations than being straight, it is not a sin to be gay. (note also: different temptations. not "being gay comes with temptations and being straight doesn't".) it would be a slap in the face to not start with that. i share a lot of thoughts on this with eve tushnet, who's also a side b Catholic lesbian; this post was incredibly meaningful to me on my journey, but check out her blog if you want more.
but also, yeah. i don't have sex because i converted to Catholicism with the intent of obeying the Church's doctrine. i note in my bio that i obey the doctrine of the Church. and, well, i can't get gay married as a Catholic, and i'm not supposed to have extramarital sex. so i don't i know that there are side a Catholics, many of whom i respect, but i'm not one of them. i don't believe in "ex-gay" therapy or "pray the gay away" and i don't think that being gay is inherently sinful, but (and here's the part that i assume you're reading for) i do believe that having gay sex is a sin. i follow the teachings laid out in the Catechism, to the best of my ability and understanding. that's in my about page. right now, for me, as a lesbian: that means celibacy. the Catechism is pretty clear on that, imo. i don't talk about this often because most of my friends (and, for that matter, tumblr followers) are queer non-Christians, many of whom have trauma around Christianity and Christian homophobia (which is, to be clear, very real, even if you agree that gay sex is a sin). but like... i'm just living my life. i go to Mass on Sundays and i fast during Lent (or get permission not to from the local priest, when my eating disorder makes it a health concern) because doing otherwise would be a sin; not having sex (or masturbating! which was/is tbh much harder for me to give up than partnered sex! but people ask a lot less about that, because it's less discourse bait and more clearly none of anyone else's business) is the same sort of thing, to me. was it hard (is it hard)? yes, sometimes. but God doesn't just ask me for sacrifices that are easy. maybe some day i'll change my mind again and become side a or deconvert altogether. maybe i'm wrong about things! but this is where i'm at right now.
for what it's worth, i'm happy. i don't hate myself. as mentioned earlier, i'm glad i'm gay and i don't want to be straight. my life is full of love--from friends, family, God. celibacy has had its downsides and painful moments for me, but it's also had its upsides and moments of joy. i've been able to deepen and prioritize and value my friendships. it's been valuable and beautiful and worth it. fundamentally: i believe what i believe, and i'm living true to that. if you want to unfollow me for this, go for it. if you want to filter it, my tag for religion + queerness + being side b is #too gay to live too trad to die.
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aranarumei · 2 months ago
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Allow me a bit of your time to say a, perhaps, silly comment
So, I believe in two things: bringing kidness into the world and thanking artist
Which is to say that, whenever I receive the notification of your ao3 account uploading something I get happy even if it's not related to a fandom I know. The notifications feels like a little notice telling me that you are, safe, sound and energized enough to choose the creativity path.
So I wanted to thank you, and everyone else who chooses that path, for taking the time to brighten other's day. 🩵⭐
(on a half related note, I know more of "the case files of jeweler Richard" than I know of final fantasy and I also love sick fics so maybe if you get a long adoring comment that was me hahah)
OH MY GOD???? anon i love you. not a silly comment at all. comments make my life. i actually had to go back and check i opened my ao3 comments to guests and not just registered users recently bc the default had changed.
anyways anon, this is such a kind and beautiful message. were you. uh. were you also there when i uploaded like 10 fics bc i was backdating things i'd only ever posted to tumblr. you don't have to answer i was just terribly embarrassed at that moment when i realized how many email notifs must've gone out. anyways smthing abt this message feels familiar... OH! wait were you the anon behind this message? made my day my week etc. i love getting to talk about my fics! also if its sasaki & miyano you're into, i'm still. very into that lol so hopefully i can write more fics even if they're short ones!
all that said this is an incredibly sweet message to receive!! like, the fact that you're happy even when it's something you're unfamiliar with? you honor me as a writer. writing is so so very important to me and i also find fics really creatively energizing to write and post in my free time, so it's so lovely to hear you think of me that way. and you have totally brightened up my day with this message! i send you all my love and hope you have some beautiful days ahead of you
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m1ckeyb3rry · 3 months ago
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Ok cue my memory loss moment part 5 I can’t tell if I sent this reply in or not before so if this is a dupe I SINCERELY APOLOGIZE hsvshshs but anyways
OMG EVERYONE CHEER!!! Guys the moment is finally upon us…another mira banger about to drop….
LMAOO fwtkac was the gateway…once you start you can’t stop its just how the Karasu rabbit hole works! Bro hollyhock is actually so good…I can’t even put it into words properly but just the whole setting giving a new depth to a diff side of otoyas characters ugh so good
True!!! I’m ngl I’m a little surprised that for marketing sake they didn’t try to throw in some like popular character bait…maybe it’s because most of the actually popular bllkers are already out and as opposed to merch I guess book sales would be a bit diff? Like fans would buy to read even if their absolute faves aren’t in but yeah…the stories were fire though LMAO new appreciation for Barou fr
And IM ON IT o7 very happy to serve the miraverse and honestly it’s good for me too because if I wanna reference something quickly I can just go command f it or if I wanna read something fast I can just read my tl LMAO I also just like having my own TL/interpretations written down just for my reference too…which is part of the reason why I also ended up TLing Hioris too even though there was a TL already out! I remember reading the TLd version that got posted and some wording kinda threw me off so I was like let me just look at this myself…LOL Also I’m kinda a lore nerd so I wanna make sure I get to see any intricacies or in between the line messages that can get lost in translation! So yeah TLDR I will most definitely be here for tabieita LNs!!!
IM CRYING they’re gonna have to scroll through our manifestations and convos just to get to the chapter like imagine the link gets passed around and the first thing people read is us screaming about mariokart in yuki’s novel or anri getting done dirty (I clicked on the links just to see what they’d have to go through and oh my god chapter 2 LMFAOOO there’s like a whole minute of scrolling worth of convo before you even reach the LN part it’s so funny)
We’re truly just built different sorry this is exclusive content gatekept by the insanely long convos we have
-Karasu anon
HAHAH this time you did in fact send this in already 😭 but it’s okay i will delete the copy!! but no worries 😋
FINISHED ROUND ONE OF PROOFREADING!! heading to monaco for my mother’s birthday dinner soon hehe but once i’m back tn i will get on round two and hopefully i’ll be able to post it by tmrw!! lowkey idk how i feel about it but at least it’ll be out in the world after i’ve been talking abt it sm 😭
you came to my inbox and showed me the ways of karasuism and i’ve never looked back since 🙏🏻 jkjk but fr though i love writing him sm now he’s so good at the one sided pining thing which i loveee in a male lead 🤩 like YESSS be absolutely sick over this girl who doesn’t even know she likes you yet YESSS 🤤💖
hollyhock otoya is so fun i love him and i cannot WAIT to write more of him and y/n…idk if you’ve heard that one tik tok sound that’s like “you belong with me” from taylor swift and then it transitions into “you belong to me” from house of balloons / glass table girls from the weeknd but that’s literally hollyhock y/n + karasu’s dynamic vs her dynamic with otoya 😭😭😭 like with karasu it’s all sweet innocent besties (they are platonic soulmates coded eventually like they end up loving each other SOO MUCH but not romantically??) vs with otoya she’s literally like “i want you to belong to me” (exact quote from chapter 2: “you wanted this ninja to belong to you”) FHDKSJSJ man atp free otoya 😰🙏🏻 but he matches y/n’s freak so well he probably doesn’t even WANT to be freed
i feel like the people who would buy light novels would buy them no matter what + they probably thought barou would be popular enough to carry it?? who knows…agreed though the stories were all rlly good (well aryu’s was a little goofy but wtvr)
LMAOOO THAT’S WHAT I WAS THINKING people will be like “why are they freaking out over mario kart??” FJSJDJS but ykw if you want to read you have to go through the trials and tribulations of our massive convos 🤩 we are elite though…carrying the bllk fandom with our translations + fics 😋
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noahtally-famous · 2 years ago
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do you have any total drama (2023) season 2 predictions?
thanks for the ask, anon!
these are all based on the four episodes I've watched and the stuff I've seen circulating tumblr abt the season!
imma split this up to make things easier for everyone-
hopes:
goddammit I need more axel and nichelle screentime pls and tyvm--tumblr has got me shipping them and I can't get out of that hole
but seriously, I hope now that they learned from the mistakes they'd made this season, next season they get far--preferably post-merge
popular take but: CAN CHEMMA FUCKING BREAK UP IN S2?? like emma realizing all this isn't worth it and splitting it off with chase (or, for whatever reason, the other way around--only bc I've seen posts speculating on that happening lmao, or they mutually split it, or what-fucking-ever. I literally do not care how they split or who's the initiator, I just want them split!)
I need more of MK!! I heard she gets booted pretty early :( but I'm hoping in s2, she's back and better than ever!
this is smth I haven't seen a lot when it comes to asks like this, but some solid ripper characterization would be neat--without the fart jokes, might I add. like I saw this post talking abt ripper realizing that his "manly disposition" isn't getting him anywhere and he gets close to certain ppl in the show and have to move past his previous beliefs and embrace his inner soft side that he's repressed.
no but seriously, I don't rlly like ripper all that much rn, so this happening in s2 would be rlly cool to his character!
bisexual emma pls??? and possibly bisexual chase??? idk if fresh will make that happen but a girl can hope, ig lmao
bowie and emma repairing their friendship-
idk I like the idea of a bowie and caleb rivalry bc bowie got caleb voted off, so maybe caleb feels some resentment for that and wants to get even in s2?? and ofc since it's bowie, he's not gonna take that lying down-
need more millie & priya friendship fr
I’ve heard that damien and priya have cute interactions so I hope they get more time to grow??? not strictly as a ship btw but I wouldn’t be opposed to that (my multishipping ass trying to find middle ground here lmao)
I need more damien and scary girl interactions, those two were hilarious
predictions:
I know most of these are my hopes rather than predictions, but what I will say is that there will def be more raj and bowie moments. like that's a no-brainer, Fresh would be pretty dumb not to have that happen
this is more of a combo of a hope and a prediction, but more multi-dimensional characterizations of scary girl, caleb, nichelle, damien, and axel?? none of them got enough screentime to add more to their characters so I'm betting s2 will focus on them...hopefully
chemma breakup--there's no way that ship can be fixed lmao, they're better off not together and--if fresh rlly wants it--with other ppl
bowie's prob gonna make it post-merge but not to the final two again. idk abt priya but I'm hoping it's the same for her too bc I love both of them sm-
I've seen discussions of a potential 'wayne and raj separate teams' arc, and while that would be crushing, I feel like that could happen?? it'd certainly bring forth some sort of tension/drama
these are all that I can think of. maybe once I finish watching the season, I can give a more lengthy list!
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caatws · 1 year ago
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Hopefully it's okay to step into the conversation about Gamora/Nebula/Mantis and vol 3. Sorry if this isn't concise but I think part of the problem is that it feels like there was potential for equal representation of women that ended up becoming an either/or scenario.
In vol 2 we get to know Gamora better and see more of her perspective. We also get to understand Nebula's viewpoint and see a change in the sisters understanding of eachother and their life with Thanos. Along with this we're introduced to Mantis. All of that made for the potential of vol 3 going further and developing in equal measure all three women. During IW Gamora got to shine and her relationship with Nebula was strengthened. In Endgame Nebula shined and we got a new start for the relationship between her and Gamora with Gamora also getting a decent bit of focus once time travel starts. In this Mantis doesnt get as much attention but there is still some growth for her in IW. Then the holiday special comes along to let Mantis shine and she grew in her confidence and powers.
All of this should have led to pretty equal footing for the ladies in vol 3, but it didn't. Nebula does get great development and stand out moments with the team but in a way it feels like it's happening because there isn't as much occurring with Gamora or Mantis. Partly because they don't give enough examination or credit to how much work Gamora had done for the team prior to her death and how it's been with her gone. But also because Gamora's arc after Endgame needed more focus. Then there's Mantis and as you mentioned her relationship with Peter doesn't seem to go anywhere and we don't get a lot between her and Nebula and especially Gamora. There isn't much set up for her wanting to leave the team at the end either.
Again I'm sorry for not being more concise but I guess my point is Gamora lead the team/family in a a lot of ways and vol 3 sort of presented like the current dynamics were how it had always been with exception of Peter pointing out she created the guardians. And Mantis spent years with Gamora and that could have been talked about. Nebula carving out her own place on the team was nice and important but it still could have been mentioned she had a place to call home and people to be family with due to Gamora's work and past/2014 Gamora could have had more exploration within all of this. And I think more could have been done with Mantis as this was going on.
( I will say I agree with you that Mantis going with Peter at the end would have been a nice touch. She really didn't get to know him as her brother. I would have loved Gamora staying with Nebula too. Let them spend more time together)
yesss of course it's cool for you to join the convo anon!!! i love getting to keep discussing our gotg faves together 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 and no need to apologize for not being concise! this blog is for ppl like me who cannot be concise when it comes to talking abt their faves <3 so you've come to the right place
and i agree with all that you're saying! i also find it surprising that gamora and mantis' relationship just seems to Not Exist in canon enough to be acknowledged that much in the holiday special or vol 3?? like girlies were living on the same spaceships together for 4 years, you'd think they'd have gotten to know each other pretty well and even become close friends, in the same way we could think of like gamora with rocket or drax, but canon rly said "idk lol"
i know we've talked abt it here before, but original gamora's influence on the gotg was definitely a big, gaping hole of content missing from vol 3 for me. like none of them would be together if it weren't for her, there would've never been a gotg without her bc she was literally the FIRST and ONLY one who cared abt keeping the infinity stone from ronan for quite a bit in vol 1! without gamora, no one would've been trying to save the galaxy!!!!
so to see the impact of her death not even rly be acknowledged much outside of peter and nebula grieving in their respective ways (and, again, the mcu trying to act lowkey UWU abt it, instead of acknowledging that she was murdered by her fucking abuser in cold blood bc he ""loved"" her) is just kinda like. james. kevin. babes. are we watching the same movies 😭 bffr...
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hedgehog-troops · 4 months ago
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HELLO
sighing anon~
hi so
um
I’m kinda sorta not in love with her at the moment?
I’m sure it’ll pass because I have these mini phases that last a few days (the longest I’ve gone is a week) where I just straight up fall completely out of love and forget she exists
But I always end up coming back to her and falling BACK in love
Which
Sounds
Actually kind of
Not great when I say it to someone else…….
Anyway the good thing is that I ate some really really really bad pasta with some bad cheese (unwittingly)
So that either takes care of my problems or I’m just going to be miserable !
im going to take that as improvement!!
hopefully this time the ohase sticks (!!)
also, bad pasta, bad cheese??? WBERES THE GOOD THING???
also i think you should do the mental equivalent of shoving ber in a trashbag and throwing it at the back of where uouve organised your thoughts.
like i keep ny trashbags (theres three) and a few treasure chests (theres two) behind a shelf which contains every thought of mine.
take this time period to focus on yourself and try not guilting yourself or feeling bad about potentially losing feelings. i think when one obsesses over some thing, or one, and talks abt said thing/person alot, they tend to cling onto them even when they're losing interest.
its very easy to guilt yourself and even at times gaslight yourself back into feeling interested, especially when that thing has become a fundamental part of who you are.
but some times, our brains just need breaks from things which cause us mental load, which i assume the girl is to you.
during such times it's important to take a step back, reevaluate to see whether its even worth the troubke at this point.
is the feeling of euphoria caused by small actions overwhelming in contrast to the feeling of distress over their words and actions or does it pale in comparison?
if the latter proves to be true, its important to take this break and commit to it to a degree which might even seem unhealthy, but letting go is always the hardest part.
remember not the bad memories but rather the good ones, and evaluate whether they were laced with hurt or were they blinding in their sense of comfort.
at the end of the day, every lart of the journey we embark on, known popularly as life, is hard and you need people to stick by you, but it's important to check whether you been attached with a double sided tape or a scotch tape, sometimes even a paper tape.
take time for yourself, and do what you consider the best. I'll still be here for advice, comfort, a shoulder or as an ear.
unless i die but oh well.
<3
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currentlybradshaw · 2 years ago
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OKAY CAN I JUST-
bb insecure abt his scars, kissing each one and asking him to tell you the stories behind each one so all he remembers abt the scars is ur love overshadowing the pain
PLZ I WILL COMBUST-😭😭
dearest anon, this is such a soft and sweet thought 🥺 i apologize that it’s taken me a few days to get to! i’ve been in a bit of a writing slump, but hopefully i was able to do your idea some justice! 🫶🏻 (wasn’t planning for this to be so long, but i got a little carried away)
momentos of your love | b.b
You were curled up in bed next to Bradley. No matter how hard you both tried, sleep just didn’t seem to come, so you wasted the night away by talking about anything and everything in between. You absent-mindedly trailed your fingertips across his chest and up his neck as you listened to his voice float through the darkness. Occasionally letting your touch linger along the raised lines that decorated his skin.
There was a lull in the conversation when you decided to ask him a question you had long kept to yourself. “Bradley, can I ask you something?” “You can ask me anything, sweetheart.” The hand he rested on your hip gave you a little reassuring squeeze. You tried to think of how to phrase the question delicately. “Even though we’ve been together for quite some time, you’ve never really mentioned your scars. Could you – maybe – tell me about them?”
Silence filled the air once again; you hoped you hadn’t just overstepped. Bradley’s mind was racing. Suddenly memories from his past were flashing before his eyes. Sports injuries from his childhood, that car crash from his early twenties, numerous accidents from training sessions and missions gone wrong. Sure, he had learned to live with them, but every time he looked in the mirror, they were constant reminders of his failures.
When his response didn’t come, you started to pull your hand back to yourself. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t ha-” “No, no. It’s okay. I’ve just never cared much for them. Not really my greatest features if you ask me.” He let out a small, breathy laugh in an attempt to cut through the tension he had created, but you could sense his unease. “They’ve always been pretty fascinating to me,” you spoke gently, “they make you who you are. They make you Bradley. Like little mementos from all the past versions of yourself.”
You shifted so your lips could reach his face, pressing warm kisses to each mark that graced his cheeks and chin. You felt his body relax under your touch, his eyes fluttering shut. As you worked your way slowly across his skin, taking time to worship each place he considered an imperfection, he began to tell you the various stories of how he had sustained them all.
As he was brushing his teeth the next morning, Bradley caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and paused for a moment. His eyes scanned over his scars, fingers reaching up to graze the spots you had shown so much adoration to last night. A small smile tugged at his lips. Now every time he saw them, his mind would only be filled with memories of your love.
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transmascwillbyers · 2 years ago
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hey!
Could you write a little fic about Will finding out that Mike likes superman and likes the muscle guys on his posters so he teases him abt it lol? (His type)
Also flufffffff
(You dont have to but if you do thank you<3)
Have a great day!
Sure, anon! This is probably going to be a little short side, but I'll hopefully make it work, so here goes! (Very minor TW for some body image issues on Will's part, but it's nothing too serious and it's only like 2 lines anyway, so you can definitely skip it.)
"Hey, uh... Mike?"
"Yeah?" Mike said, his green eyes darting around the room as a blush started to creep into his pale cheeks.
"Um... I-I don't want to make anything awkward here, but how come you have a massive poster of superman right next to your bed?" Silence. Of course. Mike stared up at the ceiling, wringing his hands as the awkwardness sank in.
"Look, it's a long story, but, um..." Well, Will could guess that. When the two of them had first started dating, he didn't know anything about what Mike's "type" was. Will didn't think he had one, given how long they'd been falling for each other- he thought that, if anything, Mike's type was probably awkward nerds with bowl cuts who were willing to play D&D and Nintendo on all their dates. But... well, Mike had been acting a little bit weird around his boyfriend lately, hadn't he?
It started at lunchtime, when Dustin had challenged Will to an arm wrestling match. If he was just some random kid, Will probably wouldn't have cared, but he knew that everyone in the party had seen the weak little 12-year-old he once was, that little kid who got lost in the Upside Down so many years ago. Will was still a little scared of getting pitied, even if he hid it well, so he shrugged, rolled up his sleeve, and started the match.
After an agonizing minute or so, Will actually won, and Dustin spent the rest of the period complaining about how “Hey, no fair! You probably just bribed El to help you or something!” Figures. But the one reaction that did surprise him was Mike’s. The minute he turned back to his boyfriend, he saw that Mike’s face had turned a deep shade of red, his wide eyes locked on Will’s arms and staring blankly like he was mesmerized. Oh, god, Will realized, what if he is mesmerized? 
“Mike, what are you-”
“I-I have to go to the bathroom,” Mike said, slamming down his lunch tray and bolting off. Okay, so that was weird, Will thought, but maybe he just really likes my arms or something? It was easy to write off, and nothing too strange happened afterwards. That was, until Lucas asked the two of them if they ever wanted to be gym buddies with him- he had to lift weights for basketball- and Mike got flustered all over again.
“Sorry, y-you? Me? Will?” Mike said, looking back and forth between the two of them like he was watching a ping-pong match. “I-I’m sorry, but… n-never mind. What I mean is, um, uh… yeah, never mind. Sorry.” And then Mike turned back to his lunch, not talking for the final few minutes of break time. It was just another one of those moments that made Will wonder, what’s going on inside that boy’s head? And why does he get so flustered every time something like this comes up?
But it didn’t totally click until Mike invited Will over to his house, and he saw the posters in Mike’s room. Will hadn’t been in Mike’s room for a few years, actually- whenever the party needed somewhere to hang out, they’d always go to his basement, but never his room. It always seemed too quiet, too intimate, too personal. Still, Will had figured, hey, we’re dating now, right? What’s the harm? But of course, when he came back for the first time in a few years, he saw the posters plastered all over Mike’s walls. Superheroes, bodybuilders, all kinds of muscular men lined up like constellations of stars all over the room. And that was when Will realized it.
Oh, god. Maybe he does have a type.
“I had a crush on superman when I was, like, twelve,” Mike says, sighing and rolling his eyes up towards the ceiling. “It was just this… dumb little kid thing, you know? But then I realized that there might have been an underlying factor about why, and, well… y-you get it. It’s why I was… weird. Wh-when you arm wrestled Dustin, I mean. I just… you know what? I should stop talking.” There’s a quick pause as Will stares up at the posters, millions of thoughts running through his mind. “...Will?”
“Oh my god, I can’t believe this,” Will says, laughing even though there’s a bit of fear behind his eyes. “So… so that time in the van, when you called El superman? That was-”
“That was just where my mind went, okay? Don’t judge me!” 
“Who said I was?” 
“Well, you were laughing!”“I laugh when I think you’re being cute, Mike. Not when you’re being an idiot.” Will reached over to ruffle Mike’s hair, smiling up at the slightly taller boy. When he let go, his haircut actually looked a little bit less disheveled. Figures.
“Well… thanks. For not caring. You know?” Right, right. Not caring. Except, if you like muscular guys, and I’m not like that, then what does that mean? Are you going to break up with me now? Is it all just going to- “Hey, Will, you okay? You’re kinda… spacing out.” Will laughed, a little less joyful this time, and stared down at the ground.
“I-it’s fine,” he muttered, not looking Mike in the eyes. “It’s just… you know, if muscular men are your type, and I’m not like that, then…”
“Will.” Mike’s hand slipped into his, gentle and calming, and Will looked back up at his boyfriend’s eyes. Mike was smiling at him, eyes twinkling, like the superman poster right next to him didn’t even matter. Like Will was the real superhero.
“I don’t care what you look like. You know that,” Mike said, resting his forehead on Will’s as he started closing the gap between them. “I fell in love with you because you were kind, and patient, and because you could put up with all the dumb things I did to you before I figured myself out. I fell in love with you because you’re my best friend, Will. And, sure, when you do sporty stuff… I mean, I do think it’s kind of cute. But it’s not why I love you. I love you for you, no matter what you look like. Okay?” And with that, Mike pressed a quick kiss to Will’s forehead, fleeting yet sweet, tender, really… lovely. Mike did love him. Of course he did. He always did.
“O-okay, then,” Will said, his hands shaking ever-so-slightly as they wrapped around Mike’s waist. Now, it was his turn to be flustered. “Um… do you maybe want to cuddle for a bit? Just… slow down for a bit?” Mike nodded, and the two of them sat down on his bed, arms around each other like they were holding on for dear life. No. Like they were each other’s life.
And Will knew that, no matter Mike’s “type” was, the fact that they could even be this close made them perfect together.
Hope you liked it! This was really fun to write, so I might do something like this again- I'll see how it goes!
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dracossweetprincess · 3 years ago
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yey! can I request draco x reader where they have lots of pimples bcs they're having a breakout and they've been insecure thinking that draco would leave them for someone prettier and he's just like— baby nooo i love you too much to even think abt leaving you bcs of your breakout and reassures the hell out of her aaaa thank you soo much!
ooh also can I be your 🦭 anon?
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request: yes/no
preview: reader is insecure about her acne
warnings: mentions of acne, insecurities, self-doubt, soft draco (as a person who has acne this made me feel better, and yes you can be my 🦭anon)
your and draco’s relationship was something very recent, sweet and innocent. not because you both were innocent but because you were still very infatuated with each other, after all you’d only been dating for two months. you always wore makeup around draco, knowing you had acne you were afraid draco would find it ugly and leave you for someone better, someone prettier.
but that became a problem when you started to sleep at draco’s dorm and had to take your makeup off to go to bed, it was always a tough regime to make sure he didn’t see you without makeup. tonight was supposed to be no different, you’d wait until draco turned the lights off to walk out of the bathroom and cuddle up next to him.
you’d both planned to have a movie night at his dorm, but as draco waited for you to come out of the bathroom you started to panic. draco would obviously be able to see you without makeup, and notice your acne. you decided you couldn’t keep him waiting anymore and walked out of the room, turning your face away from him while he was left confused.
you lied down on the bed, back against him and draco frowned. “don’t you wanna sit on m’lap baby?” he asked, stroking your sides. you shook your head hesitantly, not knowing what to say. although you couldn’t see it you were sure that hurt was written all ove his eyes and that broke your heart. “well, can i at least have a kiss?” he asked hopefully.
you shook your head again, letting out a sniffle and praying draco didn’t notice it. well he did. “darling? are you crying? what’s wrong?” you hid your face in the pillow, making draco slide off the bed and come to your side. he easily picked you up, hands firmly under your thighs as you snuggled your face into his chest and your body rocked with sobs.
your acne was your biggest insecurity, especially because draco’s ex astoria didn’t have acne. she was your room mate last year and you’d seen her without makeup several times, you were absolutely terrified draco would come back to her once he saw your natural face. you loved draco more than anything, and were over the moon when he finally confessed to you. you couldn’t lose him just like that.
he softly grabbed your chin, finally making you look up at him. you felt your heart clench, awaiting for the moment draco would mention how many pimples you had on your face. but that didn’t happen. he just kissed your tears away, and finally pressed a kiss to your lips. “angel, what’s wrong? i’m here beautiful, you can talk to me.” beautiful. how could he still think you were beautiful?
“m-my acne, y-you don’t think it looks ugly?” you asked, arms shaking around his neck. “ugly? doll what are you talking about?” draco genuinely was confused, how could you ever think of yourself like that? “you really don’t think i look ugly with all these pimples all over my face?” he shook his head, tackling you onto the bed making you giggle.
“darling, i still see the most beautiful girl in the world right here in my arms. you’re perfect, inside and out. and i would never use something you can’t control against you. i love you.” you felt like cold water was being poured over your head, a sense of relief completely washed over you. “really? thank you dray and i love you too.” he smiled kissing your cheek.
you ended up doing green tea face masks and draco bawled his eyes out while watching titanic, but of course he denied it when you reminded him of it the next morning.
a/n: i hate my writing rn but here it is, if you enjoyed it please reblog, it helps so much! thank you and ily <3
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cdroloisms · 3 years ago
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haha your snippit abt the dispenser got me thinking.
Dream gets let out of prison and he talks constantly, whatever is on his mind. And he's positive all the time. To a fault where people walk over him. And it doesn't make sense because he was tortured right???? But after an incident they find out it's because he hates the sound of silence and needs constant reminders that other people are there. Also he was punished for any negative emotions in the prison so his default is happy now,,,
hi anon !! this concept makes me SO goddamn sad ,, the idea that he Has to be happy bc anything else would mean punishment im so *punches the walls*
this ,, ficlet is honestly. pretty ooc, not really related to the ask at all, and mostly an excuse for me to cry abt c!dream and c!punz for an excessive amount of time (technically the vote on twitter was supposed to have this as c!sapnap pov, but i just wrote one for him so i went for c!punz instead. mostly bc i wanted to write him LMAO). hopefully someone enjoys it despite *gestures vaguely* all of that mess
tw: trauma, disordered eating, implied torture/abuse, blood, injuries, unhealthy coping mechanisms, emotional distress, thoughts of murder/mercy killing, mentioned animal death, dark content
In the end, it’s all rather anticlimactic, the complete opposite of Dream’s vault and the whole fiasco of adrenaline and theatrics that had made up that day. Quackity ended up having one too many drinks, bragged about the wrong thing to the wrong person - Punz doesn’t know the specifics, only knows that one thing has led to another and suddenly Sapnap was screaming at his ex-fiancé, sword pointed at his chest and tears streaming down his eyes in the middle of the Community House floor, everyone else stood around and watching. A look into Quackity’s office said everything he didn’t - the chests and chests of used and new tools, shiny and sharpened and completely rusted over with blood and everything in between. There’s been a balled up shirt in the wastebasket, completely unsalvageable from how saturated it was with blood, more red than white, and perhaps most chilling of all the calendar, marked with X after X in red pen, going back months and speaking to their utter failure to see what had been happening all but right in front of them.
With Quackity down, Sam caved not too long after, and with his input getting into the prison was no challenge at all. The only thing holding them back were bad memories and the tense, worried edge to Sam’s jaw as he led the small group of them - himself and Sapnap, actually entering the facility, Bad and Puffy waiting outside - carrying them through winding corridor after winding corridor and lava pit after lava pit, until they’d come to stand before a chasm filled with flowing lava, slowly draining before the main cell.
“I- I have to warn you,” Sam had muttered, uncharacteristically hesitant, “it looks…pretty bad,” and Punz would’ve questioned him further, but the lava had fallen far enough to reveal the topmost edge of the cell, so they let Sapnap hound the Warden for information as they directed their full attention on the cell itself and holy shit.
Nothing Sam said could’ve possibly have prepared them for the sight - it was a complete fucking bloodbath, crimson painting the walls and smeared over the floor and splattered over every visible surface like some abstract art experiment gone wrong. The stench of iron and burning flesh and viscera was awful, even over the gap marked by the still-draining lava. Punz strained his eyes; at the very back of the cell, huddled, unmoving, was a similarly bloodstained shape that must’ve been Dream. They remember the crack of Sapnap’s knuckles meeting Sam’s face and breaking his nose, remember themselves chucking a pearl and feeling along Dream’s neck desperately for a pulse - everything beyond that became a swirl of voices and panic and crying that makes their head hurt to think about, so they don’t.
Recovery is…messy. The physical side had been bad enough - pulling Dream out of the cell, barely breathing, limp in his arms and far too light, all Punz could think about was a sheep he’d found a year ago, frail and struggling to breathe, one he’d ended up killing - quick and painless - with a sword through the skull because it seemed kinder than letting it suffer. Watching Dream struggle on the bed, laid up in Bad’s mansion because none of them knew if he’d survive going any further, body resisting the potions they’d slowly forced down his throat after being so over-saturated on them, temperature spiking and heat baking into his skin like the lava from the prison had been imprinted onto his body, Punz feels the same strange mixture of pity and unease, wonders if it’d be a hell of a lot kinder if they just put him out of his fucking misery.
Still, because Dream is a stubborn bastard, against all odds, he ends up surviving - his fever breaks, the potions begin taking effect, and a few tireless, aching days later his eyes flutter open, lucid for the first time in a week. Punz isn’t even in the room when he wakes, only knows that it happens because the too-quiet room suddenly erupts in noise and activity, muffled thumps and sounds of a struggle undercutting Bad’s frantic calls for someone to help, anyone, and they run into the room to find Dream thrashing on the bed, wounds reopened and blood dripping onto the sheets, eyes wild and wide as his head whips from side to side so hard Punz is half-afraid that he’ll straight up break his neck. Somehow, worst of all, not a single scream falls from his lips, nothing but muffled whines squeezing past his mouth, clenched shut, and for a singular, awful second they wonder how long it took before he realized that screaming was useless.
Fortunately enough for them, or unfortunately, it’s not like he can tell the fucking difference anymore, the panic and strain end up with Dream passing out altogether, and they trade uneasy glances with Bad before going to clean off the worst of his wounds. If everything they’re doing feels hopeless, dressing up wounds that’ll be torn open hours later when Dream is awake enough to feel fear but not much else because he’s forgotten what it’s like to not be afraid - well, that’s for them to think and everyone else to pretend not to agree with.
Weeks pass along the same vein - Dream wakes up, panics; they try to calm him down, fails; he falls back into unconsciousness, and they move on and pretend that they’re cleaning up wounds from battle and not from someone that’s literally been tortured for months on end. People stop by, occasionally; Puffy spends more time than not inside the mansion, but hardly ever enters the door into Dream’s room, Sapnap and George drop by occasionally with potion brewing supplies that the rest of them can’t go out to get; once, he’d gone out to the front door to find a chest with an enchanted golden apple, sender nowhere in sight. He knows that the server is busy; Quackity’s admission had brought more than a few secrets to light, and from what they understand, the political fallout has been pretty damn messy. Still, he stays in the mansion, and watches.
He doesn’t exactly know why he stays. They’re not a stellar healer, not beyond what they know to dress their own wounds, and spend most of their time doing odd-and-ends tasks for Bad, who looks more tired than ever. Maybe it’s because he’s seen Dream at his worst more than the rest of them, had been there through his entire fall from grace, watched as his eyes became clouded with anger and madness and a single, desperate hope that he’d chased at the cost of his world and himself. Maybe it’s because they have no ties to the rest of the server - not to Las Nevadas, falling apart under the scrutiny of the eyes that now fall upon it, not Snowchester, caught up in the chaos, not the Badlands, half-dissolved after the fiasco of the Egg and with Sam’s actions having just come to light. Maybe it’s because above everything else, he feels guilty.
They’d thought the prison was the answer. It’d seemed too simple, back in that Vault - a perfect answer, because everyone else was perfectly happy to watch Dream die another time and some part of them had clenched painfully at the thought even thought they knew it was for the best. The prison meant that he’d be alive, if angry, and at some point when he had the time or the nerve or the guts he could go and visit, and they would talk, and Dream would be angry but with time maybe he could even understand.
They hadn’t wanted this. He can’t imagine anyone wanting this.
“Punz?” They don’t jump at the voice at their back, they don’t, but Bad still has a tiny, tight-lipped smile when they turn around anyway, eyes creased in the corners and still not as bright as they’d been before the Egg. Bad looks at him knowingly, setting a bowl of soup into his hands. “For Dream, if you can get him to eat.” He shifts a pointed gaze towards the door. “Maybe you two could talk.”
“About what?” The words come out harsher than they intend, and they take a moment to bite back the mostly self-directed anger that Bad doesn’t deserve to receive the brunt of. “I just-” he waves his hand in the air, trying to articulate the mess that is his relationship with Dream without the words to explain it. “I don’t know, man.”
“You don’t have to talk about everything,” Bad says, calm as always, eyes flicking down to the bowl of soup in his hands. “Just start with the soup.”
Punz sighs. “I’ll try.”
He enters the room in a single, fluid motion, mostly because he knows that if he were to stop at the door then he’d never actually make his way in. Dream flinches back when they enter, eyes going wide and stance going rigid, and the familiarity doesn’t make the sight any easier to bear as they wait, as always, for Dream’s eyes to clear enough for him to realize he’s in the mansion and not stuck in that same obsidian hellhole.
“I brought soup,” they say, finally, when Dream looks up. Dream’s lips twitch up in what he probably means as a smile; between the still-healing gashes on his face and the fear that flashes over his expression, still, it comes out as more of a grimace.
“Thanks.” Dream looks away. “I’ll eat it later.”
Liar, Punz thinks tiredly, moving closer to set the bowl down on the nightstand by the bed. They frown as Dream’s expression goes slack and distanced, again, eyes fixed to stare blankly at the wall once again.
“You should have some now,” he tries, careful to keep his words even. “You need the calories.”
“I’m good,” Dream says, automatic, just shy of sincere. “Thank you.”
“Dream,” they don’t quite succeed at keeping a displeased sigh from falling from their lungs, and bite back a curse at themselves when Dream pulls back with a silent flinch. It’s so goddamn hard, to talk to this version of Dream, both of them feeling around the edges of their relationship like walking on goddamn eggshells. A few months ago, he would’ve straight up called Dream out on his bullshit, get it through his thick skull that the whole ‘I’m fine and don’t need anyone’ act was stupid and completely failing to convince him. Here, they bite back another sigh, look forlornly at the bowl of the soup on the nightstand, sure to go uneaten once again, and force themselves to sound completely neutral when they speak again. “Alright. You’ll have to eat at some point, though.”
“Mmhm,” Dream hums noncommittally, once again staring at the wall. Punz stares at his hands. This is so fucking pointless.
“So,” they say after a few seconds, Bad’s words echoing in their head - they can try to make an effort to talk, sure. It’s just that Dream’s not going to cooperate. “How are you, man?”
The words come out stilted, awkward. He looks up to watch Dream’s expression, as the other man begins to gnaw on the inside of his cheek.
“I’m good,” he says, words deliberately light. “You?”
“Dream…”
“I’m fine.” Dream’s voice sharpens suddenly, breath hitching, before he shakes his head and turns his head away. “I’m fine.”
Punz looks at him incredulously. “Are you serious? Do we need to get into exactly how not-fine you are?” They wave a hand in his direction, jaw clenching when he rears back. “Do ‘fine’ people lose their minds from someone waving at them, now?”
“I-” For a second, Dream glares at him, eyes burning with a familiar, irritated fire that Punz knows all-too-well from having it directed at him a few too many times, before it suddenly dies and Dream is swinging his head back to the bedsheets, hands tightening on the cloth as he stammers. “I- What do you want?”
Punz breathes a soft sigh, regret blooming in the center of their chest. “Sorry,” he mumbles, careful to keep their gestures overly-telegraphed and away from the other man’s face. “I’m just- you’re not okay, man. No one’s expecting you to be okay after...all of that.”
“But why?”
Dream’s voice is small, nearly a sob, and Punz directs wide, alarmed eyes to where he’s hunched in over himself, knees pulled to his chest, hands staring at the sheets pulled over them. “Why?” he says, again, quieter, lip trembling slightly.
“Because you were tortured,” Punz begins, words slow as they watch Dream’s expression, trying to pull out the thoughts behind his averted eyes, “Because the cell was inhumane, and nobody deserves to be treated like that. Because you were hurt very, very badly because of what we did, and none of us are expecting you to be fine right after going through months of trauma.” He pauses. “You know that, right?”
“But I’m out,” Dream says, quiet, disbelieving, instead of answering their question. “I’m out of there. It’s over. It’s- everything’s good,” he whispers, more to himself than to them, hands curling into fists and then uncurling. “I’m- they said I would never get out. And I’m outside, and it’s not- not the cell, and I get real food, and Quackity doesn’t visit anymore,” he shakes his head, eyes squeezing shut as his breath catches in his throat. “I’m happy- I should be happy. Right?”
“Oh Dream,” the other man flinches back, breath quickening, and Punz’s hand stops short from where he’d almost let it fall onto the other’s shoulder. “You don’t have to be happy, man. Not- not after all of that. Not if you’re not ready yet.” Dream’s eyes, wide and wet, rise to look at their own, and they feel more than hear the soft, wounded noise that leaves their lips. “It’s ok to be hurt. It’s ok to be scared. No one’s blaming you, alright? No one’s gonna hurt you anymore.”
This, more than anything, seems to be the breaking point, because Dream collapses forward, hands flying up to pull at his tangled hair before Punz manages to ease them away and into his own hands, watching as he grips onto them until his knuckles go white. His breathing shudders, quiet, even his sobs muffled as to make as little noise as possible, and they murmur meaningless croons and hums as he cries into their chest.
“I wanna- I wanna be okay,” he hiccups, and Punz smooths his hair back behind their hand.
“I know,” he swallows around the lump that has risen in his own throat. “I’m sorry.”
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bambi-lesbian-posts · 2 years ago
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mysterious anon again! i'm so glad u get what i mean!! it's rlly such a beautiful & sweet little moment. now !!! tell me all abt the jellyfish :0 i've always thought they were the coolest freaking things ever but i know very very little abt them so tell me ur favorite fun facts abt them pls
Ohh man you are so not ready for the ridiculous amount of talking I'm about to do. Prepare yourself.
So, I have 3 main Jellyfish that I absolutely LOVE, and they are all weird and beautiful in their own ways. I'll include pictures for your viewing pleasure.
Coming in at #1 we have the Red Comb Jellyfish, whose name makes more sense if you take a look at its bright red color and the comb-like cilia that descend down the sides of its bell in straight lines. The most interesting thing about Red Comb Jellies, in my opinion, is that they are thought to be some of the fastest moving Jellyfish we have in captivity! Though if you watch them in videos (which I have done in the past upon hearing this) you'll be disappointed to find that they don't exactly ZOOM, but they are definitely faster than the leisurely moon jellies or lion's mane jellies. Red Comb Jellyfish are also not true jellyfish, they are actually ctenophores! Red Combs also live in such deep, dark waters that they are nearly invisible to the human eye while in their natural habitats, because of their vibrant red color. Deep reds have a harder time showing up on ocean cameras than other colors, so it's really a miracle that we even discovered Red Comb Jellies in the first place!
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#2 is the glorious Flower Hat Jellyfish! I don't know how exactly to describe what they look like other than 'strange' and 'colorful'. Their cilia is often pink, magenta, or purple and appears similar to beads! Which is absolutely stunning in my opinion!! These tentacles are also fluorescent, meaning these jellies light up like crazy under a blacklight! I suggest watching a video of this because it's VERY cool. Also, these jellies are actually observed to have a noticeable difference in behavior depending on the time and temperature of the water. During the day they tend to stay near the sea floor, and at night they actually drift around wherever.
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#3 is the funny-looking Fried Egg Jelly! I like these guys because they look like eggs, really. These dudes can also get BIG so that means there's just giant eggs floating around in the Mediterranean ocean. Another fun thing is that crabs and other small crustaceans sometimes use them to hitch a ride, because even though they CAN swim actively, these Jellyfish usually just float around complete still. Which makes them the perfect taxi.
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Anyways thanks so much for asking me about Jellyfish! Hopefully this was interesting for you haha
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bonesandthebees · 2 years ago
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ok sd anon with the Official Long Message Reply
ohio conceptually is so fucking weird but turns out my fifth grade best friend who moved away after a year is also here so we have been hanging out so much it’s so great she came w me to a few poetry open mics
also oh god how was covid experience i still haven’t gotten it knock on wood
fully do not understand how i have gotten bitches. how. what’s happening. i made rock candy w two other interns a few days ago and we threw a couple packs of pedialyte in there
also also ! bigger vodka person than tequila
also thank you!!!! i’m out here for an engineering internship i actually gave my final presentation to senior leadership yesterday! plant manager + every department head were there to hear the interns present abt their projects and oh my fucking god i thought questions and comments were just a formality THEY WERE NOT. my thing was a software data organizational structure to optimize pulling up relevant equipment data (eg boiler pressure) bc previously you needed a very specific code to find Anything now you can look up vague phrases and find what you want. this system is my baby. i have categorized over 1600 pieces of data and associated them to the correct equipment and system.
ANYWAYS at one point a guy was like okay so a) how is this not already implemented everywhere and b) how do we turn this into a [company] global engineering standard. i am in Shock. also i think they hired me part time over the school year to do the same kind of work i’m doing right now! did not think i would end up basically a software consultant. also i am 20 why the fuck am i getting responsibility.
how has your summer been??? i feel like i have talked in Detail about mine lmao how have the summer classes been? i’m taking a physics one online rn it’s annoying af. did you take that sf trip??? do you know what you want to do for work? also you’re in a good city for it! sd is one of the two big biochem biotech hubs aside from boston! tbh i’m probably going to end up coming back there in the end bc i’m biochem engineering
also cause the company i’m interning with takes 150 interns Total bc they said they put effort into us So they can hire us, not so they can train us to work for other people so. basically i almost certainly have a guaranteed next year internship and hopefully basically guaranteed full time job when i grad!! number one engineering internship in the country <3
yoooo open poetry mics that's so fun!!! also wild as fuck to run into your old friend like that, we love fate playing funny little games with us. so glad you guys got to reconnect!!
covid sucked but thankfully wasn't super serious. i was so feverish and out of it for the first day, then it gradually got better day by day. i'd say the only concerning thing was when i had an episode of super severe chest pain like my second night i was sick?? i mean i had the same kind of chest pain the day after i got the second dose of the vaccine, and I was fine after that so I didn't do anything about it? but yeah that was definitely a scary moment of oh god should I go to a hospital... nah i'm probably fine
pedialyte?? in rock candy???? was that good??? also i'm very happy for you for getting bitches but also i'm jealous wtf when will it be my turn i just want a girlfriend
so fair!! tbh I like vodka better than tequila too. while I like the taste of tequila in cocktails more, I like the kind of drunk I get from vodka better. it's uhh cleaner I guess? a cleaner kind of drunk if that makes sense
also holy shit that's so cool?? you sound SO smart sd anon goddamn good for you. that honestly sounds like a super useful system, and i can't believe you got a job!! that's fucking amazing!! you're doing such big things, that's so cool honestly. I'm so happy your engineering stuff seems to be working out for you <33
my summer has been good!! my uni has two rounds of summer classes, so for my first round I finished the classes and got an A in one and a B in the other so we win these :) now i'm on my second round and I had to read a super dense research paper today about synthesizing malaria drugs and one of the questions was like "use what you learned in biochemistry and molecular biology to explain the nomenclature of these mutation names" and I took both of those classes a full year ago so I just fucking blue screened
the non school parts of my summer have been alright! mostly I just hung out with my best friend whenever I was down in SD for classes, and she also drove up to LA a few times. we were trying to spend as much time as possible together because she got a job with the NIH in DC so she's moving there for 2 years. she left about a week ago and i miss her sm already, but I'm really glad we got to spend a lot of time together before she moved. she's shown me so many great bars in SD (including the one I recommended to you!), definitely gonna use that knowledge for the future
also no we did not take the sf trip it just didn't work out :(
no I don't know what I want to do for work aaaa I wanna do something writing related but idk I might just get a gig as a lab tech for a bit since I have all the qualifications for it thanks to my ~bio degree~ and my lab experience. just so i have something to do while i figure out how to break into the writing industry. (I need to figure something out though my mom desperately wants me to work for her and while the fashion industry is cool I really do not wanna work for my mother again. I did it for one summer already and that was enough) (the work itself is fine my mom is just more of a hardass on me compared to a normal employee bc I'm her kid lol)
omg biochem engineering!! another friend of mine who was also biochem engineering is moving to boston bc she got accepted to a PhD program over there right out of undergrad. I was so impressed
god im just. adulthood. please. i'm not ready fuck.
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yttdch3 · 4 years ago
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Please evaluate on OCD Sou evidence I’m so here for it
i stalled this ask for a while with the intent to put something very concise together but my motivation’s been low so i’m gonna have to free-form it, sorry anon i also want to note that i am a person with OCD, so a lot of this is personal to me - I’m not just some rando being like “haha sou wash his hands so he has ocd” bc I’ve def seen that stuff and, I’m not gonna get into how exhausting that is rn y’know
Anyway what originally got me thinking abt this and what’s probably the biggest piece of evidence is what kanna says about him during the second main game: 
Kanna:
"Sou had been fretting about it since yesterday."
"He was going "I don't know the password!", taking his beanie off and putting it on..."
"Suddenly, I looked at Sou's hands, and was struck by how clean he kept them even in these circumstances..."
What Kanna is describing here is kind of on the dot OCD tendencies. He’s been dwelling on it for an excessive amount of time and he’s exhibiting repetitive compulsory behavior in response. Then she goes on to mention his hands were clean enough for it to be noticeable, and I think that could point to him experiencing compulsive hand washing as well. I think it’s also notable that it was Kanna who said this. There’s this sort of embarrassment and guilt that typically comes with experiencing OCD symptoms, and the more uncomfortable the situation you’re in is, the more you feel like you HAVE to hide what you’re experiencing. It makes sense that Kanna would be the one to see the most prominent symptoms in Sou, because he’s a lot more comfortable around her.
Sou is also very obviously touch averse, and I think that paired with the fact that he could be compulsively washing makes a pretty good case for it being due to some kind of obsessive fear.  In the island game he’s pretty blatant about it, when Mishima grabs his arm he immediately freaks out and tells him not to do that. Additionally, if you get his ending he says, "...Oh, but no hugs, please. that's not my thing". It’s a little more subtle in the main storyline, but he’s going to be hiding a lot more in this situation so it kinda makes sense. Sara can shake his hand, and she can high-five him, and in both instances he has really sudden changes in composure. I don’t consider Sara’s narration to be entirely accurate, so I think what happened during the handshake was something along the lines of Sara seeing just a moment of Sou’s discomfort with touching somebody showing through, and her not really knowing what to make of it, so (being in a scary situation herself) she assumed it was something scary. The game reflected that with the “scary face” cg because it’s her point of view. When she high-fives him he just calls her weird which is pretty silly but it definitely indicates discomfort.
There’ also like, SO much in the nightmare he has at the beginning of ch2pt2 and the sequences with shadow sou. Admittedly I’m pretty tired after writing all that so I’m gonna glaze over this for now and hopefully elaborate some other time, but these sections really feel like he’s experiencing like, a cycle of obsessing over past and possible future events, and repetitive intrusive thought. Thanks for coming to my ted talk
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m1ckeyb3rry · 4 months ago
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Unfortunately too common trope in shounen content ugh…need me an episode anri….
FR it’s because they have sm audacity and like no fear or concept of society yet I’m like excuse me??? Like please stand 6 feet away from me…
I LOVE THE CONTENT YOU FIND HAHAHAA THIS ONE IS SO REAL TOO honestly same though fwtkac just stuck in my brain that I’m being reminded of it left and right, everything is a fwtkac ref fr
NO LITERALLY Because PLS HE WAS UR IDOL BEFORE?? Now bros acting all non-chalant no wonder we were all thrown off at first thinking that Karasu was the glazer…and LMAOAOA ME TOO honestly I know some people like to take the line and run with it for ships and headcanons but I think it’s just so funny like it’s such an in character pulled out of my ass compliment (if even LMAO) like bro just said lemme be a little unique
It’s free to download!! Ofc there’s in game purchases for more gacha currency (man, gambling.) but free to play and they give out free gacha pulls pretty often! The karasu figure actually kills me I remember the first time I saw it I was like WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU??? He’s got the angry bird eyes fr it’s hilarious…I will note that the global server has a lot less characters than the Japanese one iirc but from what I’ve seen online they’re following the same character release pattern as the Japanese one for the most part so it’s just a matter of time…I’ll def lyk if I find more funny lines though LMAO
-Karasu anon
no because real talk i would love smth anri focused…how does she know about ego?? apparently she used to play soccer and as we know the japanese women’s team is actually really fucking good so did she get her ideas from there?? or is she just a little weird because what normal person comes up w the idea for bllk 😭 so many avenues her character could take and yet i doubt we’ll ever see any of it
they’re so unsocialized and social media/tik tok only makes it worse…like trust middle schoolers have always been brutal but nowadays they’re HORRIBLE!! and at least in the us a lot of them missed out on peak socialization during the covid lockdown which only exacerbates the problem
FWTKAC IS EVERYWHERE BRUH i was scrolling through my for you page on tumblr earlier and i saw a post from someone i don’t follow talking about how they had started simping for otoya because of a karasu x reader where he was acting silly…i was like omg this is so me w fwtkac otoya 👆🏻 TELL ME WHY I CHECKED THE REPLIES FOR THE REC AND THEY WERE LITERALLY TALKING ABT FWTKAC??? i felt so perceived in that moment HAHAH like wdym other people besides us know abt that fic 😭 and now every social media post ever is a fwtkac ref it’s crazy i need to make a compilation or smth
I’M SAYING hiori is being all cool and mysterious as if he did not follow this man home because of how amazing he thought he was 😓 i agree to me it just feels like karasu is messing around w hiori!! i can see why you’d ship it but honestly karasu is such a general jackass that it’s just as in character for him to be fucking w hiori for no other reason than because he finds it hilarious
i’ve actually never played a gacha game so idk what that is 😭 but i’ve heard of them a couple of my mutuals play some i think!! omg if it’s free to download i might just have to do it at some point…hopefully the rest of the characters pull up in the english version because i do not know any japanese i fear but also i need to see tabieita and hiori 🥹
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ihatebnha · 3 years ago
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HI HELLO WELCOME BACK ::::))))))) *a lot of smiles*
I have a question tho. You remember when you guys were talking about hydroflasks and bkg? Yes? Yes? Okay so I was typing up a lil hc about it and the moment I was ready to send it, you turned off anon and an error msg appeared lmaoao
Do you mind if I send it now? You don't HAVE to say yes, but it's there chilling in my notes
A LOT OF SMILES!!!🥺 THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!🧡🧡
god tho, I am so sorry to cause u that kind of pain + annoyance by turning off anon right when u were abt to send something… hopefully you didn’t have to rewrite it or anything…
BUT YES U CAN ABSOLUTELY RESEND!!! I just saw the prettiest orange hydroflask at the grocery store yesterday that made me miss the conversation so much, so if u still have it, please!!!
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(I feel like it’s a little brighter than what I was imaging for baku, but!!! I’m such a sucker for neon colors…)
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