#I guess?? sorry this is for my blog's sorting function

[obessivedork]

OK but I will always never understand "playersexual" criticisms in video game romances. Maybe it's because I'm both bi and gender funky flavours of queer but most video game worlds don't share our perceptions of sexuality and gender also who really fucking cares, if I want to romance my blorbo I should be allowed to regardless of gender ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[vanillabat99]

I've been reaching Critical Stress Levels lately, so I've decided to just go to bed. I will not be leaving my house until further notice ._.

[2-dsimp]

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Hybrid rule 202: Always give your cat milk before you go!

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Cat hybrid! Tamaki Amajiki x female reader

Cw: Praise, NFSW, monsterfuxking, overstimulation, breeding, usage of cunt, slight lactation, smonophillia, impregnation, oral f! Receiving

🔞 MDNI/ NO AGELESS BLOGS🔞

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You just got back after a trifling day at work, pulling 9 to 5’s working under a boss who’s really got his work cut out for him. If he thought for even one second that you were gonna stay overtime, handling rabid clients over the most ridiculous of complaints about hybrids.

Talking about how they wanted one, no, needed one in their pathetic lives. It annoyed you to no end to have spoiled grown adults complain about how getting hybrid companions are damn near impossible. Which to be honest it was.

You worked at a special shop that was anonymously known for their hybrid clientele. Who’d willingly sign up to be paired with a potential mate should you find someone who matches all the credentials, tailored fit for your esteemed hybrid clients.

However the partner selection comes down to luck, should a person call a certain number that pertains to your shop. They’re one of the few lucky individuals who’ve gotten a chance to be paired with the love of their life or best friend forever. The reason being that the store number changes periodically, so that not just anyone can be included in the match making just to be fair.

The next stage would be having them sign a contract that states that they’ve lost their right to privacy. In order for you to see if they’re qualified to even be considered as said hybrid’s life partner. Since the hybrids have specific tastes and desires that they believe their human partner should have.

Finally once everything checks out, you then notify said hybrid that you’ve found their match. And notify them that you’ll transport them via portal straight into their home and lives.

I guess you could say you were a match maker of some sorts. The job can be tiring however, it puts a smile on your face. To see your matches made in heaven to be living happily ever after with each other in the end. You were the best of the best in this industry, as your matchmaking rate was 100% accurate. So no wonder you have evolved into a sleep deprived workaholic.

“W-welcome back honey, how was work?”

Thank the lord for your sweet hybrid husband Amajiki, he’d always wait for your return even after he’d been swamped with hero work as well. Making sure the house was kept clean and made sure to make his mate feel comfortable and taken care of.

“It was tiring as usual baby, but nothing that I can’t handle.”

At your drained response he looked down at the ground, almost guiltily as if he had something to hide. Uh uh not in this household, so you cupped his face mindful of his whiskers. And made him look directly into your eyes, indicating with no words how he should just spit it out already.

“Bunny…I’m sorry to say this when you’re already overworked but my heats coming up soon. Just to give you a heads up! Y-you don’t have to worry about helping if you don’t want too—“

You shut him up with a passionate kiss from your plump lips. Stealing his breath away, he could feel his heart thumping out his chest. He could never fully understand how he managed to have you as his mate for life. You were literally his goddess in the flesh, and he couldn’t be more grateful.

“Baby I’ll always want to help you in any way possible, so don’t ever bring up that nonsense again mkay?”

He gulped and stiffly nodded.

Face flushed pink, along with heart shaped pupils, he’d never do anything you didn’t want. If only you knew how much power you held over him. After leaving him unable to function you left to get ready for bed as today’s work had taken a lot out of you.

Once your lovely husband got into bed, you quickly turned off the lights and proceeded to drift off to sleep cuddling into Amajiki within your king sized bed. scarf secured tightly around your kinky hair, the silk satin bonnet placed snugly on top.

It was a peaceful night until you found it getting harder to breath through your nose, from weight being applied to your stomach. But you payed no mind thinking it was the thick covers limiting your air supply, the room was getting hot anyways so you promptly kicked the blankets off and slumbered away.

Failing to notice the your hybrid husband sitting on top of you staring pointedly at your defenseless half naked form, he was thirsty. Cat ears perked at attention, from the unforgiving urge to drink milk.

Amajiki couldn’t restrain the drool dripping from the corner of his mouth at the alluring fragrance you possessed. You smelt so good, he wanted to try and milk you to see if that could satisfy his peckish pallet. He gingerly placed his hands on your chest to knead and grope at your generous mounds.

“You smell so good baby, I bet your milk would taste so good.”

He said in a hushed voice.

Using his fingers to pinch and pull at your hardening nipples, to see if any breast milk would come out. Pouting from not seeing immediate results, he leaned down to take a supple tit and suctioned his lips around a dark areola. Swirling his wet tongue and nibbling at it to get any milky substance out.

Due to his quirk the saliva that he carries can act as a slight asphrodiasic. Thanks to that he managed to see those slicked areoles perked up with tiny beads of milk. However that wasn’t enough as he wanted those nipples to gush with the sweetness of your lactating tits.

“That’s not enough, I need more honey. I’m so thirsty”

He whined.

In his heat crazed mind He got a thought that maybe it was because you weren’t impregnated yet. So all he had to do was fuck all his seed into your womb ensuring he could indulge in your milk that’d probably taste as sweet as you smell. His violet feline eyes sparkled at the mere thought, as his slim tail wagged like a happy dog.

Sparing no time he teared your panties to shreds with his sharp claws, becoming entranced by your natural luring scent coming from your exposed nether regions. Admiring your pussy openly with an endearing smile.

“You’re so beautiful Bunny”

He praised endearingly.

He wasn’t worried about you waking up since he had your explicit permission to do what he seems fit whenever his heat came with a vengeance. He’ll be sure to buy you as many clothes as you want to apologize for the clothes he destroyed. But with the way you seemed to be unbothered by your panties literally getting ripped off of you. He could take more relaxed measures.

First he wanted to eat you out, so he started by shuffling in between your plush brown thighs inhaling a whiff of that pussy before delving in between those lips with his rough tongue.

It was messy and sloppy from the ravenous way he ate you out like you were his last meal on death row. Savoring the tasty juices that you left on his tastebuds, he had to practically rip himself away from the honey that dribbled from your sweet lubbed hole. That winked at him flirtatiously, teasing him, taunting him to finish what he started.

“Don’t worry darling, I’ll get you all nice and filled up with my kits.”

Fishing out his long fat barbed dick, with the little ridge bumps trailing down from his leaking tip. He used his stream of precum as lubricant, Panting when he started to press up against your slick folds. being mindful of the spines protruding from his penis as a means to stay hooked within his mate.

The mere sight of your juices dribbling onto his dick from tip straight down to his balls made him go feral. And thrust deeply into your tight heat, a pretty moan falling from his lips as he reveled in your squelching cunt.

Today must’ve really worn you out, since you didn’t even bother arousing from your deep slumber. Only uttering praises and soft moans, as he pounded into your pussy like a dog in heat, or should I say cat. Unrelenting in his mission to impregnate you so he could suck on those delicious lactating breasts of yours.

“B-bunny you’re so tight and warm, your pretty pussy is hugging my dick so well!”

He mewled.

His face flushed a beet red as his ears were pulled back in deep concentration, leaning down he began to litter you in the faintest of kisses. Licking your sweat and nibbling on your exposed neck lovingly in a trance. In contrast to the harsh impact of his pelvis clashing against your trembling thighs. Grinding hard against your mound, that was messy with lewd fluid coming from the both of your conjoined bodies.

He was getting close, gripping your hips tightly and lifting both of your legs onto of his broad shoulders. To watch your beautiful breasts jiggle at the rhythm of his rough railing into your gushing cunt. That fluttered around his pulsating length as you squirted from the stimulation.

“Bunny I’m close! I’m so close to filling you with my kits, please take it! Take all of my cum!”

Letting out an feral hiss, he crammed his hips flush against your entrance. Locking in his barbed dick with the spines that implanted themselves inside your soaked walls. Allowing the sharp tip of his mushroom tip to burst nicely inside that irresistible drenched pussy he claimed as his own.

Your husband twitched from the overstimulation with each and every flood of cum that completely coated your walls. His fat balls being drained of his seed he’s saved up just for you. Surely he got you pregnant after that, hopefully when you wake up in the morning you wouldn’t be too mad at how much of a mess he’s made out of you.

Since he silently swore that throughout this heat he won’t stop pumping you full with his seed. Until he can fully milk your tits should he happen to get an unsaitiable thirst again.

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Pt 2 ? 👀

[chaotic-archaeologist]

hey i followed u for archaeology but since you seem to be open to sex ed questions i thought i'd shoot haha.

so i'm a trans guy, i don't have bottom dysphoria, i would like to use my vagina during sex for bottoming. but i have vaginismus. real bad. and possible vaginal atrophy. not looking to treat it with advice from this blog, not coming here for medical assistance, but to put it simply there is no way i can use that thang. hole is closed for business. even to pinky fingers. that shit hurted.

i can and have topped, and bottomed for anal sex. so that's not an issue. i'm open to doing those things. but damn it i would like to use my pussy once in a while and just can't. and i have virgin-adjacent prowess / confidence / experience in sex so i'm bad at communicating my needs and wants.

you got any.. i dont know.. tips? advice? for telling a potential partner that the front hole's off limits without making them think im unsexy? the anxiety's so bad i've fully rejected people i really liked for serious relationships, and turned down hookups, because some part of my brain thinks i'm not worth having sex with if my partner can't use my vagina. especially since testosterone has given me "abnormal" anatomy that i only trust other trans people with and being t4t means i get a lot of people who expect vagina from me, who i then have to disappoint.

this is a stupid specific question so i apologise it isn't really general sex ed but i guess i just need some communication tips because i dont even know where to start.

Okay, first off, I'm sorry that it's taken me a while to respond to this, but I wanted to really think about my answer. Also, for the record: this is always the kind of sex ed question that I am willing to answer. I think more people need to be willing to talk about this sort of stuff.

The primary thing I want to address is wherever you're getting your definition of normal, both in terms of anatomy and sexual function. Because the circumstances you describe are wholly within the realm of 'normal experiences' for people who have a vagina. Vaginismus, vulvodynia, and vaginal atrophy are not relegated to trans men. You are not abnormal. There is nothing wrong with you.

A lot of the porn out there featuring trans men does have them receiving vaginal penetration. Porn is not a representative sample of the population. Do not let porn define what sex is for you.

Personally, my advice would be to treat this as a litmus test for potential sexual partners. If someone wants something and doesn't care/is put off that it hurts you, that is not a person you want to be having sex with. If someone is "disappointed" because you won't receive vaginal penetration, that is their fucking problem, not yours. There are so many things you can do that do not involve vaginal penetration—be excited about those!

As for bringing this up with potential partners, I'm a big advocate for early and honest communication. If it looks like you might be getting down and dirty with someone, you can just say something along the lines of "hey, heads up, but I don't do vaginal penetration/front hole is closed for business/etc." If you really want to get ahead of the issue, you could even put this in your bio on various apps.* *You don't owe anyone an explanation, but you can choose to elaborate as to why.

I'll also point out that there's a halfway option here. It is totally valid to say "look, I am into this thing (vaginal penetration) in concept, but not in physicality." You can talk about it. You can text about it. You can do these things while you're doing other stuff! It doesn't have to be all or nothing.

To me, it sounds like you have 100% of the necessary components for having sex: the desire to have sex in the first place, activities that you can/do enjoy, and a willing partner. That's it. That's all you need.

You are worth so much more than what a single part of your body can/can't offer. Sex does not equal any sort of penetration, vaginal or otherwise. Find someone you trust, get creative, and don't be afraid to enjoy yourself.

-Reid

[cats-of-eden-valley]

I absolutely adore this project and since I've been thinking about my own xenomoggy WIP a lot recently, I now have a bunch of very niche questions.

1) How similar to real-world felines are these guys? Like, what things can they eat? Are citrus-like fruits poisonous to them? Are things like mint poisonous?

2) Are they obligate carnivores or do they lean a bit more omnivorous, like canines?

3) Can they taste sweetness? If so, what kind of sweet food do they eat?

4) How technologically advanced are they? Do they cook their food? If they do, what foods are different in each pride? Do they use spices?

5) Can they make tea? Because the idea of someone's mother or friends making them tea when they're upset/sad is absolutely adorable.

Sorry for the obnoxious amount of questions, this project is giving me major brainworms 😅

Don't feel pressured to answer if you don't want to, or the questions are too spoiler-y!

Hope you have a good day/night!

-🦇 (can I sign off as bat anon? I've seen that done on other blogs, but I'm not sure is it okay here)

THANK YOU you're so sweet!! (and yes please join the xenomoggies)

I kinda just dumped these thoughts into point form in the notes app so I'm giving you these answers fresh and unadulterated

There's a solid mix of fantasy and realism. For instance, their colour vision is roughly equal to ours, but they still have good night vision (or maybe it's just that two moons means the night vision isn't actually as good). Overall anatomy and function is otherwise p similar (which some exceptions) and I do have thoughts on what they eat.

Their diet relies heavily on meat, but fruits and mushrooms frequently end up in the mix. Canines are a good comparison!

The acidic aspect of citrus-like fruits wouldn't appeal to them, and they still can't taste sweet, but other more mild fruits have high water content that make them an important addition to the diet even if the taste doesn't appeal.

Mushrooms are important because they are the only thing that really actively grows during the Sleeping Year, but they don't contain much water.  Still, nutrients is nutrients.

There's also a number of plants that can be safely ingested and which can provide medicinal value, but here's something most people don't realize: medicine is usually just poison, but in small enough amounts to help you instead of kill you.

Regardless, most of the plants are made-up (the ones that aren't, still have different names (what im saying is most ppl wouldn't realize they are real)) so the I Do What I Want rule applies to poison vs medicine vs edible uwu

Unsure of the specifics of cooking yet, though it's a tentative yes. Strongly considering giving Goldspring a sort of endless stew situation that they just keep adding to and maintain for the course of a year. Fire is risky business in this setting, but given the fact they live in a volcanic region, there are other ways to cook one's food. Hell, maybe that's what allowed these cat societies to exist in the first place

spices is an interesting question, like I'd guess they would mix foods for the sake of taste so it doesn't seem too much a stretch that they would add in normally non-edible plants to enhance flavour. So yeah, it prolly happens.

Teas would mostly be medicinal, and probably frequently mixed with animal blood.  Everyone complains about it but at least it does what the healers say it does.  Plus, the inability to taste sweet I think would take most of the pleasure out of it??? Listen I don't drink tea but if someone who does has a better take, I'm all ears lol

As for their technological advancement, think of humans around mid ice age era. They have elegantly designed tools (ranging from knives to sewing needles to hammers), impressive leatherworking (tanning, cleaning, sewing), some textiles (associated dyes included), and limited infrastructure (consisting largely of living infrastructure woven from milksap aerial roots and occasional supports and modifications to existing natural shelters, also natural paths are maintained throughout the area)

But they lack weaponry (hard-baked into honour code systems that are enforced by the prides) and anything requiring multiple bodies to build/maintain (can't sustain population density). No farming (though I'm itching for some Weird Bird Domestication taking its first shaky steps in one of the prides, prolly Bogden)

[sunnysatori]

Hi there - I really hope this isn’t overstepping but I noticed your posted recently about how putting ‘not bait :)’ at the end of obvious baits isn’t convincing. I submitted an ask about Latula recently because I was kind of curious and I haven’t seen all that much discussion of her character - particularly negatively - and I honestly would love some more character critiques for the ancestors. I really hope you didn’t think that was meant to be some kind of trap - I struggle with tone sometimes and I’m autistic so I might’ve just phrased it badly but I hope it didn’t upset you!! I’d come off anon but I Am. Anxious. Sorry. Either way, I just wanted to make it clear that that particular ask was in good faith, I’m really sorry if it wasn’t written right. I like your blog but I rarely interact with strangers, and I don’t think I’m great at it. Anyway, sorry, have a good day :)

dw, that wasn’t about you! it was about a different ask i got (i think your original ask actually got eaten by tumblr bc i can’t find it in my inbox…very functional website we have here :/)

anyways, to answer your question…i guess it’s not really so much about latula as a character as it is about the insane mischaracterization of mituna that tends to crop up in latula-centric fan content

a lot of times people (not everyone obviously) will have her basically act as mituna’s mom and treat him as if he’s completely incapable of doing anything himself which is yknow. pretty fucking ableist

again, not everyone does this but it happens frequently enough that i’ve just sort of developed an instinctual negative response to her and especially to the mituna x latula ship

hope this explanation makes sense and sorry for not responding sooner, i’m pretty tired atm

[the-final-sif]

hey there, i saw your recent guide on Tumblr/tagging, but I'm kinda confused about one thing: tagging systems/organization. What are they and how do I use them?

I'm mainly asking because i would like to be able to at least link a page containing all my artwork as to organize/separate it from reblogs/unrelated posts. Is that possible? I guess something similar on Twitter would be "moments," where you can categorize your tweets by whatever topic you choose for people to find. Sorry if this was confusing, im just lost :(!

Ah, so yes, this is actually super easy to do! Tumblr is designed to be easy to go through stuff later, and it's tagging system is super functional for this.

Any tag that you use on a post can be used to sort your blog, you just click on the tag in the post and it will bring you to a page that looks like this https://the-final-sif.tumblr.com/tagged/sif%20answers

That's my tag for posted answers. You can use several tags for organization. Personally I use "sif speaks" for all my posts, "sif reblogs" for reblogs, "sif answers" etc. You can use whatever you want. Most people have a category tag (art, writing, etc) and then fandom/specific tags.

When you're linking tags, you can also add /chrono at the end of the link so the posts display in chronological order (very useful for linking comics/series that are best read in order).

This looks like this https://the-final-sif.tumblr.com/tagged/sif%20answers/chrono

That's really all there is to it. Just tag the posts with a consistent tag and then that tag can used to sort your posts.

[queerfables]

I've gained a few followers recently with some form of "don't interact if you're a proshipper/incest shipper" in their bio. And the thing is, I ship incest. I don't really use the proship label, but my beliefs are pretty aligned with proshippers, on the whole.

To be more specific, I believe fiction and reality don't have a one-to-one direct causational relationship. Of course fiction and reality influence each other, but art's role as a vehicle for social change is a lot more complicated than a few fringe works causing major shifts in the way people think.

I also believe pretty strongly that the "when it comes to protecting children, isn't it better to be safe than sorry?" stance is a really dangerous one. When it comes to protecting children, it's most important to be effective. Won't Someone Think of the Children policies, especially when they're based on disgust and intuition rather than evidence, disproportionately harm minorities and people with less social power - including children!

In my experience, communities that condemn anything risque or deviant in art and police this with the threat of harassment are not safe communities. Even if they're nominally left wing. Harrassment is just too easy to weaponise and too hard to control. There's no presumption of innocence and no path for appeal. People are pressured to join in harassment campaigns they may not fully understand or agree with under threat of becoming the next target if they push back.

Which brings me back to my new followers whose DNI criteria should really exclude me. If this is you, my guess is that you've either followed me without realising where I stand on this, or else your DNI is functioning not as a statement of your actual intended boundaries but as a shibboleth:

"“a culturally specific passcode.” ... A thing that members of the community will use to challenge you on your authenticity, to verify your right to be in that community, with the specific implication that this kind of verification is essential for keeping the community safe."

Look, I'm not here to call anyone out. I know first hand how murky it can feel trying to sort out your beliefs around this kind of thing. But if you feel like you have to include a statement like this somewhere visible on your blog because you'll be considered suspect if you don't, I really encourage you to seek out a community whose acceptance isn't so conditional.

Finally, anyone who does follow me and isn't yet prepared to break with the anti ship movement, please make sure your "following" list is set to private (actually I think this is good practice regardless). You are allowed to follow people you don't fully agree with on every subject, I don't mind if you want to be here, but I would hate for anyone to become a target for harassment over it. Also just on a personal note, I'll be super annoyed if anyone who used to follow me gets "caught" and suddenly feels the need to publicly denounce me. Please don't do that. I'm extending a certain level of trust in who I allow into my online space, and I'm doing it because I believe everyone deserves access to range of perspectives, please be respectful.

[toxicanonymity]

Hey! Okay, so this is sort of out of the blue, and I apologize if it bothers you, feel free not to respond 😅

So anyways, I’ve recently started a fiction story that I was looking forwards to publishing, and it sort of made me realize that I really enjoy writing. Honestly though, I don’t have a clue as to where to start. And so I came to tumblr, and you (and your ADDICTING fics) were actually what sort of introduced me to tumblr? So I guess you’ve been something of an inspiration to me, i don’t know if that’s creepy or not but whatever.

Anyways, i was wondering if you could spare some tips on how to get started? Literally anything would be a huge help.

Hello! Thank you, I'm honored that you ask. Doesn't bother me at all of course. I wish I could be more helpful. I'm not sure if you're looking for writing tips or tumblr tips, so please feel free to follow with more detail. Btw I've been on tumblr less than a year and writing fic for less than a year so in some ways I am talking out of my ass :) but I'm honored you value my input. I have some writing tips here. And writing dark here. But writing is really personal and everyone has their own style so all i can really do is say what works for me.

I write what I want to write. I write best when I write what I feel like writing.

I draw inspiration from the source material as a starting point rather than characterization in other fics. I also don't go out of my way to try to be super different.

I try to describe what's happening in my my head and let it flow without worrying about "writing well."

I don't like to force my writing if it isn't flowing. sometimes i do try to force myself, but it rarely works, often wastes time, and can sometimes make things worse.

I don't tend to use outlines, but it seems to work very well for a lot of people and I wonder if it would help me. the most I do is post-it notes. but most of the time, not even that. for me before i start, if anything, normally it's just scraps and tidbits of word vomit.

For TUMBLR tips, I'd say:

look at the tags used by people who are posting similar content. explore those tags to see which are the most relevant and popular. only use tags that are relevant. put the most important ones at the front.

include warnings about anything explicit. it took me a minute to realize warnings are also used to entice/preview "the good stuff."

definitely use the "read more" function in your post, or people won't reblog it.

interact with other blogs in the fandom. you'll begin to see familiar usernames and might make friends.

If you write something and people beg for another part, that's a compliment, you don't have to take it as pressure, it's up to you what to do. I say this as someone who almost always folds but one of these days I might not feel like it.

Congratulations on writing! 💕

p.s. sorry I was slow, it's not personal I'm just way behind.

[umichenginabroad]

Madrid Week 5: I been in the kitchen, whippin, whippin (cheffin?)

Holaaaa a todxs otra vez! Niko back here with week 5 of the Madrid blog, sorry that I’m a day late :). This week’s blog will have less to do with Madrid/Spain/Europe/culture, and more to do with a little personal project of mine while abroad: learning how to cook (well).

I’ve always had cooking as a part of my life, and that’s thanks to my Mom, who always made the most delicious meals growing up from all sorts of cuisines. On a typical Sunday evening, my Mom would pick a recipe — either something new, or a family classic — and enlist me and my sister’s help in preparing it for the whole family. I learned a good amount this way: how to dice an onion, how to chop an onion into slivers, how to caramelize an onion… along with various other skills that don’t have anything to do with onions.

In high school, right before COVID hit, I decided to teach myself how to bake bread. It seemed like a kind of impossible task, of sorts — something that only professional bakers who woke up at 5am knew how do to, or grandmas who somehow always had the skill. I don’t remember how my first loaf turned out, but I’m guessing it was just good enough, because I found a new passion in baking from that point onward. I kept challenging myself to go for more complicated pastries, culminating in my proudest buttery achievement: a 3 day baking marathon that yielded some perfectly flaky homemade croissants.

In baking, I found joy in the precise imprecision of it all. 

Many people I know have told me that they see baking is a science; All of the ratios have to be perfect; There’s no room for error. While it’s true that if you add too much flour you’ll dry out your dough, or if you overload on the butter you’ll end up with a crispy puddle instead of a cookie (that also destroys your baking sheet) (speaking from firsthand experience), the more I practiced, the more I was able to bake using feeling and intuition instead of trusting a recipe. I could tell what dough felt like when it needed a little more kneading, or what it looked like when it had risen just enough. Through baking traditional Greek breads and desserts, I also found a new avenue for connection to my heritage. The gratification I received when I got a delicious final product — and one that I could share with family and friends — was all that I needed to continue having fun with the hobby.

Now, flash forward a few years, I’m a freshman in college. I’m in a dorm (Bursley T_T ), no kitchen access in sight, and eating exclusively in dining halls. Baking fell to the wayside, aside from the casual holiday cookie produced during breaks. Flash forward another year, I’ve got an apartment with a very functional kitchen — but now I’ve overloaded myself with classes and other extracurriculars, bought a dining plan, and treated mealtimes as activities to be completed as efficiently as possible so that they wouldn’t interfere with everything else I had to do in a day.

Needless to say, I wasn’t doing much baking, and the same was true with cooking — once a week I’d maybe make some dry chicken breast in a pan with some crudely chopped red bell peppers and call it a night. Last semester, fall of Junior year, at the peak of my business with school and extracurricular responsibility, I found myself in the kitchen even less.

I was satisfied with this rhythm. I enjoyed dining hall food for the most part (much to the surprise of most friends), and I really was saving time that I spent on other things. However, part of me looked at friends that were regularly home-cooking delicious, healthy meals for themselves (or for their entire co-op) and felt a pang of jealousy. Mealtime can be a sacred ritual for connection — both with yourself and with others — if you want it to be, and that was something I wanted to be able to foster.

The turning point in this cooking journey revolved around Monday night game night, the CFB championships, Michigan vs Washington. My cousin had invited me and my sister over to watch the game, with the promise that he would chef us some of his world famous confit chicken wings. My cousin is probably one of the best freehand chefs that I personally know. If you give this man some simple ingredients and a couple of spices, he’ll pull out some random cooking technique I thought only existed in high end French bistros and make some truly creative — and delicious — food, based solely on his experience and earned intuition. I think of him and flavors kind of like Remy from Ratatouille with the cheese and the strawberry, y’all know what I’m talking about.

This was the type of cooking that I had always sought after but never figured I was capable of without going to culinary school. Impressive, but something that only professional chefs who woke up at 5am knew how to do, or grandmas who just always had the skill…

Before leaving my cousin’s house (and after Michigan had won the natty 😎), I asked him how he learned to cook freehand so well. He told me that, although he had always been around cooking in his family, his skills truly blossomed when he was abroad in London for a year — when he was forced to cook for himself. He mastered simple dishes, without using recipes — pan seared chicken breast, roasted vegetables — which served as a launching pad to trying more and more complicated dishes, each time committing the cooking experience (and result) to memory and drawing upon it for the next plate.

So, flash forward to present day. Essentially, I said “Bet.”

I’ve got a bunch more time now that I’m abroad, and groceries here are significantly cheaper — meaning I can get more ingredients at a higher quality and set aside a few hours to truly explore. The first week or two, I was pretty much just doing chicken and red bell peppers, and maybe some rice. But since then, I’ve started exploring a little more — risotto, Bolognese, spatchcock chicken, basted steak — and the process has been incredibly enjoyable. I can feel some sense of intuition forming, and I find myself relying on recipes less and less with each meal cooked — having my baking experience as a backdrop gives me confidence that I'm on the right path.

dishes from my first week or two cooking freehand

Those that know me well know that I find a lot of pleasure in learning a new skill. To be honest, I do a lot of random stuff that doesn't really have much of a common thread, which is why I’m somewhat of a “Jack of All Trades, Master of None”. Cooking freehand is the newest addition to that list of random skills, but I think it’s one that’s here to stay. Not only is it fun and delicious, but incredibly utilitarian. 

In the words of my cousin: “It means you’ll never have to eat bad food... Not everyone wants your homemade candles or scarves, but everyone can f*ck up a home cooked meal.” 

Facts.

The biggest item on my food to-cook list is to make Avgolemono soup with homemade chicken broth, which is a Greek soup dish that holds a special place in my heart — one that my grandma made all the time. Stay tuned for the results in a future blog. Per usual, check out the image descriptions for a little inside scoop on the meals I've cooked so far.

In other news this week, I saw one of my favorite DJs Interplanetary Criminal, continued on with classes, and some friends from Arlington VA, my hometown, visited for the weekend from their other study-abroad-cities in Europe (including Emma, who's house I stayed at in Granada!).

See you all again next week!

Hasta ahora,

Niko Economos

Aerospace Engineering

Universidad Carlos III de Madrid

Madrid, Spain

[dulcesiabits]

hi hi!!! i realize that you asked this like. a week ago LOL sorry for the late ask OTL ....... im just excited to share my Very Niche hyperfixations www

but in terms of ifs!! i definitely recommend mind blind! the humor is absolutely fantastic and has one of my favorite characters in any piece of media (nick)!! in a world filled with psychics ranked on a scale of 1-10 in terms of power/potential, you're a zero!! the characters have me in an absolute chokehold hahah. hhhhh nick wiseman

if you search for recommendations on literally any forum you'll see the name fallen hero pop up! you play as a telepathic sidekick turned villain in a revamped version of los angeles, wherein people gain powers via modifications! it is widely regarded for many many reasons! the writing is amazing and the characters are everything!!! herald my beloved ❤️

there is the speaker on itch.io!! you are the twin sibling of your sister, The Seer (name customizable) and only you can properly convey her visions and prophecies!! your sister gets a vision of a future murder victim, and you're doing everything in your power to stop it! there are found family aspects to it and it makes me very happy :) im madly in love with sebby and li hahaha

im obsessed with the bastard of camelot!! the writing is so so fantastic but i have to say theres a huge BUT!! it deals with very very sensitive themes in a prominent way thats like . the entire premise of the story ! these themes are, imo, handled very well! please view the trigger warnings and play at your own descretion 🙏 buuuut you play as mordred, and there is a prophecy that you will bring ruin to camelot ..... will you try to avert it, or will you accept it? 😳

im still playing through fields of asphodel, but i really am enjoying it!! its a retelling of sorts of persephone and hades youre persephone! you get sent down to the underworld and stuff and make friends!! im not selling this very well www but i really recommend it!!

there's the passenger, where you play as an eldritch horror in the body of a human! you plummeted to earth in an attempt to run from something trying to kill you .... admittedly i have not finished it yet (i have an absolutely insane backlog OTL) but i've been enjoying it a lot!! its very sweet ❤️

i liked the adventures of sherlock holmes a whole lot!! i think you can guess the premise LOL but you're sherlock holmes!! you go on wacky adventures!!!! watson is so cute i love them!!!!!!

i am aware that mage reborn and the fog knows your name have been mentioned but i second those recs!! theyre very very good games!!

i am so so so sorry i blew up your inbox 🙏 and i will do it again!

also also also im not done yet sorry! please write more for SHOH i am literally on my hands and knees (no pressure of course writing is hard haha)!! its just. ITS SO GOOD. the found family dynamics are just everything to meeeeee 😭😭 i cant express to you the absolute chokehold it has on me its just. fantastic Ughhhuufhhggdhurhfgrhuugghhhgghhyuyggh ive replayed it god knows how many times! i am so desperate for content i've combed the tumblr blog and the ao3 tag in all of its entirety ....

im in love with halek and red... and also lavinet but alas i am not a dude. so i just pine from afar :( and i also really really like mimir! i can tell chase is your fave www but who the other charas you like :?

(ps. i liked your jing yuan fic!! it was very good 10/10 kudosed and bookmarked and marked for later and the mc is so slay! sorry for the long ask hehe)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE RECOMMENDATIONS!!!!! I’ll be sure to check each of them out once I have the time :’D My friend also recommended the speaker to me and I’ve seen Fallen Hero so many times I feel like I have to check it out at this point!!!

shepherds of haven is SO FUN AND I AM SHAKING YOUR HAND RN!!!! I’ve been so obsessed with it for the past few months it’s taken over my brain function x_x I’VE ALSO COMBED THROUGH LENA’S TUMBLR just to get any extra information on the case bc I love them so dearly TT TT Like I’m in love with her writing style and characterization, and everyone in that game is my best friend. And/or my lover <3

Halek and Red are excellent taste!!! I also really like Red (and bullying Halek lolol) but for other favorites, I’d have to say Shery, Red, Trouble and Briony ^7^ Caine is adorable and I also like Croelle and Mimir!!!

(Thank you for enjoying my JY fic so much!! :’D I just think he’s a little silly <3 microwaving him in my mind rn!!!)

Anyways, feel free to blow up my inbox LMAO I enjoy getting asks and hearing other people’s thoughts :thumbs up: !!!!

[rogue-nebula]

Finally have reliable internet access in here. Hopefully this posts ok and the stuff I set up keeps working

Yo. Name’s Quasar. He/him, Sinnoh-born, living in Galar. Yes I’m a former Team Galactic Commander. I say Commander even though it was never actually official. I was set to be promoted (picked out my name with Cyrus and everything) but it never officially happened because A. I realized that Cyrus was lying and that his aims were VASTLY diffferent from what I thought they were and B. the incident happened (see below). By the time I got that under control I discovered that the insurgency against Cyrus I was running had actually succeeded in its aims (well with a backup plan but a success is a success). Following a very close near-death experience, and seeing irrefutable evidence that Cyrus really is gone, I finally felt safe making my resignation from Team Galactic official (I had been meaning to for a while but I was worried Cyrus would come after me). Should also mention I’m a hybrid of some Psychic-type, but I’m not sure which.

Ok. What exactly was the incident? Well, shortly after I moved to Ballonlea from Snowpoint, the night before my official promotion ceremony (which I was going to try to expose Cyrus during), my house turned into a dimensional nexus. I’m not sure how this happened, all I know is that my current place of residence, despite seeming ordinary outside, is now (as far as I can tell) infinitely large inside and connects to a variety of dimensions, places, and times, from the benign to the hostile. My Pokemon and I live in the Living Room of the house, which seems to function as a sort of entry hub, and the rooms immediately adjacent to it. I’m still trying to figure out how to navigate the nexus, and while I’ve made progress with things close to the Living Room (enough to keep surviving and leave home when I need/want to, at least for the moment), I doubt I’ll completely figure it out. I’ll post the highlights of what I come across here if I’m feeling it

Update: I haven't touched this in a while, but I really need to. After one certain incident the original Living Room I was living out of is lost. Instead I now live in a strange indoor street I call Incursionist Alley. I'll do a longer post about it later but for now just know that it's a Room appearing as an indoor street with houses for me and all of my fellow Incusionists on it

My pokemon in a separate post bc this is getting a bit long

Also I have a glowing green thing in my chest called the Convetezynce Core, here's about that

Feel free to ask me anything you like, I'm usually up for it

Well well, little astronaut lost, cozy little place you've got here. And what's this? Visitors? Well then, allow me to introduce myself: Baron Twyst Von Jokerwyld at your service. But what's in a name? That's for me to know. Our lost astronaut has quite the journey ahead of him, and I have my role to play in that. I'll also be posting on here, when the fancy strikes me. Ask as much as you want, I'll see what I feel like answering!

//OOC under the cut!

OOC: Hiyo! Call me Cyber. I use they/them, I’m over 18, and this is my first time RPing in a long time so please be nice

I’m still learning so if I mess up don’t hate me

Events and plotlines are 100% OK and encouraged. I might even have my own later

Pelipper Mail and Malice are both on and interaction is encouraged

I don’t know what a “Magic Anon” is so for the moment I guess they’re allowed?

Sentient pokemon are welcome here

The usual tag warnings and DNI apply for a PokeRP blog (unreality, no TERFs, no NSFW), also for this blog specifically there’s a blanket warning for liminal spaces

Tag guide

Also yes I use Gacha Club. Cringe never existed. If that's a problem for a different reason I'm sorry

Facts about Quasar and the Dimensional Nexus (OOC version (this’ll focus on things not covered in the IC version)):

Edit: After replaying Diamond I had ideas to better refine Quazar as a character, so I'm adding these in with my explanations behind them. When I saw the Galactic Grunts and their antics I had the thought: what if some of them were being stupid on purpose? Form there it gradually came to me: A hidden splinter faction within Team Galactic that opposes Cyrus and his plans and works from within to sabotage them and cut Cyrus's power, with the end goal of removing Cyrus and leading Team Galactic to a better cause. The "incompetent" Grunts that "accidentally" help you with things like the Valley Windworks, the keys, etc, under this idea, would actually be double agents acting this way with the hopes that you'll succeed. Am I making things deeper than they actually are? Who knows. But it was fun to think about. They just needed a leader, one who had gone missing before the plot of the game and so was never seen during gameplay, and I realized that with a few tweaks Quazar would fit the bill perfectly without needing to change too much or remove his Dimensional Nexus hook (this latter one played into my hands to explain his earlier looks as him not 100% believing Cyrus was gone and playing safe in case he was still around)

The Dimensional Nexus OOC was inspired by Meow Wolf House of Eternal Return and Liminal Spaces. It has nothing to do with the Backrooms

It is (in this character’s canon) the term Quazar uses to refer to the places between dimensions. It takes the form of an infinite maze of liminal spaces, with doors connecting the spaces to each other and to various dimensions.

The rooms of the Nexus can change their location and do so randomly.

Quasar only understands a very small part of the nexus, which are the areas close to his house’s living room, the only part of the house to stay tethered to the pokemon world. Thus he lives in the living room and the realms nearby it, and while he has on occasion gone deeper in, he considers doing so risky and would prefer not to without substantial preparation first

Quasar is indeed Former Team Galactic, and was actually going to be promoted to commander. Despite this he was also trying to hinder Cyrus's plans behind his back, and training a few grunts to do so as well. He never had any intention of carrying out Team Galactic’s objectives, beyond those which were beneficial to people (and in fact is working on his own to try and undo the damage they caused)

Quazar is a Psychic-type hybrid of some kind, haven’t exactly figured out what. This means he has a few unusual abilities, chief among them being limited astral projection and limited (and highly sporadic) precognition. None of these are reliable enough to get him out of situations most of the time… yet

Either spelling of Quazar/Quasar is fine

Quazar is very much not ok. He’s dealing with a lot, mainly hyper-anxiety and attachment issues (which his precognition tends to make worse). He tries his best to keep it under wraps though. Also this does not mean you should avoid putting him in situations. Putting him in situations is encouraged

On the note above Quazar will not under any circumstances use strong language due to personal reasons (nor will I due to past trauma)*

*You are ok to use strong language around him and me I just won't use any myself

The Baron is a supremely powerful and capricious entity who makes it a point to be mysterious and whimsical. As such they aren't fully good or evil. (Should also mention this character does reoccur throughout my other blogs so if you see them around that might be why)

[smokeys-house]

Sorry for your loss, Smokey. It is always hard to lose someone close

thanks I appreciate that. yeah it's been real hard. I don't wanna talk alot about it here bc my blog is sposed to be a place for folks (including me) to escape to. I don't even usually like to talk about or reblog world events or anything on here.

I'm gonna say a few things about the situation under a cut, but I'll warn you it's really sad. Death tw I guess. It's also very personal but I need an outlet.

I'm serious when I warn that this is going to be a hard thing to read, and you don't have to read this. In fact I recommend you don't. I'll try to be succinct.

So basically my mom died. She wasn't super old, and she was mostly healthy in regards to that kind of thing. She had a lot of medical issues but none that would have taken her out this suddenly. I'm not strong enough to talk about what things may have happened, we don't really know yet either way until after they look at her a little longer.

I lost my dad when I was 8, and my extended family is mostly estranged. My support network is very thin, but for the most part I think we've got it handled for now. I don't want to get too personal, so I'm being a little vague. It's kinda just. Me and my siblings right now.

My mom's dogs are also very distressed, one of them is having seizure issues because getting him his medication on time is challenging since my mom handled that. Her other dog had troubles eating so she used to hand feed her, but now that she's not around to do it she won't eat. She's a bit older, so we're worried about her.

I'm also fairly young. I won't say how old I am but I'm in my 20s so I'm not really prepared for any of this. We have a lot of issues to sort out like phone plans, bills, her house, her car, and all her like. Special retirement and life plan stuff and what not. Dying costs a lot surprisingly, and the funeral costs alone are over $10,000 USD. That's not a typo nor a joke. Everything's been so impersonal and hard. Going through catalogues and discussing plans with the funeral home they talk about it like it's buying a used car.

Of course aside from the logistics side of things, like the bills and figuring out how to get the money together and how to be a fully sustainable and "got-my-shit-together" adult right out the gates, I'm also going through another death in the family. I've got very few people left. There are many things I wish I would've said or done or asked. I had a near complete breakdown, I'd go into details on things but honestly it's just. Really really sad even for someone else to just read. Even now I'm either barely functional or I'm in full repression mode. The dogs keep looking for her, it's incredibly heartbreaking. I keep "forgetting" what's happened and why I feel so weird and why certain people are here or why I can't do certain things.

When I lost my dad, I lost my ability to tell time and dates. That's also not a joke. The grief effected my entire life until this point. I'm intellectually and emotionally stunted for a number of reasons, that included. I have been diagnosed with PTSD from how things happened with my dad. I'm not a well adjusted adult. I've had so many setbacks and issues that I'm basically in my third childhood now. I'm worried as to what will happen to me mentally following this. I've never been very stable. I've got a lot of issues.

Baseline, I'm not well right now. Things are going to be very hard in the coming days. Idk what's going to happen with everything. Financially, I don't make much and my siblings don't make much either. We don't have a lot of time to come up with the money and there are a lot of other considerations to make. Emotionally is one thing, but I don't even know if I'm going to have a home or internet. I think I will. But it's hard to think about just now. I'm not sure if I'll be posting donation links bc it's a lot of personal IRL information but if I run out of options I'll post about it I'm sure.

It's taking a lot just to keep things kinda ordinary typing on here. In truth I want to say a lot. I want to say a great many things. There's nobody for me to say them to. There's so much. There's so much

[temporalreverie]

sayonara, homestuck panel 703. i set you as my tumblr header in 2015 when i made this account and then proceeded to forget that tumblr headers existed for the next 8 years. you stuck around through the end of my homestuck phase to the start of my undertale one. through steven universe, and furries, and even sonic the hedgehog. wow, i am not cool at all huh.

but now.... let's face it. i forgot you were even there. you look alright as a header i guess, sort of sloppy looking and probably pretty odd without context. kind of functioned as a brightly colored warning sign on my blog for any newcomers that it's run by someone who never stopped liking homestuck. now they'll just have to get jumpscared by the occasional reblog of jade harley fanart instead.

i really love my little pony. and my art is pretty now, i can make cool images all on my own. you didn't stand a chance. i'm sorry.... the fact that even it lasted as long as it did was a blessing. but you've officially been replaced.

rest easy, old friend o7 (2015-2023)

[mattaytchtaylor]

Hi! Just wanted to say that 1) tags on reblogs don't work like tags on rts, they're really just for sorting/archival purposes on your own blog after you post it the first time, and 2) that Carpathia art is SPECTACULAR

Oh dip thanks I guess I thought the tags were ... Like how people find stuff in the search function?

Am I just doubling up stuff when people search my blog for a specific thing.

I'm sorry I'm very old.

And THANKS I'm very proud of that piece

[intersex-support]

Hi! I’m the anon that shot y’all an ask about PCOS and intersex stuff. Took me a minute to figure out how to word what I’m trying to say, and I am sorry if this is long and kinda rambling. I’m very new to all of this and this I am not 100% sure exactly how to ask this. I thank you now for your patience with me.

So basically, I am wondering if I have an intersex condition or an intersex variation of PCOS. Basically, as apart of getting diagnosed with PCOS, my doc ordered a full hormone panel for me. From my understanding, PCOS comes from your body reacting to having higher levels of testosterone then what is considered normal. My lab results came back and I was either in “normal range” or lower then “normal range”, depending on the test. I wasn’t on any hormone treatment at the time either. Despite this, I still have almost all the symptoms of hirsutism/hyperandrogenism.

There are other things too but I’m trying to limit the size of this ask, so the smaller things can be ignored. If you want or need more context please tell me, I’m happy to share whatever! I just don’t want to spam you with information.

I guess the TL;DR: is that my body is hyper-reacting to the underwhelming amount of testosterone that it has/is making and I’m not sure what to make of this.

As far as the questions I have, would it be incorrect for me to think and/or say I have some sort of intersex variation of PCOS? Is there any other condition that I might have instead? Would that even be worth looking into? Is there anything that would be important for me to know given that I am just starting to learn about all this?

This is interesting, and also not the first time I have heard of tests coming back with low testosterone yet still showing traits of hyperandrogenism.

I'm not the person who knows most about PCOS, but I didn't want to leave this here unanswered for too long. From what I do know though, is that our bodies all react differently to different levels of hormones, and our personal hormone balances look different than other peoples, so your body could still be manifesting those traits from what levels you do have.

You could possibly have other variations like NCAH, which we have a lot about on this blog. I'd look into all the other causes of hirsutism, some are not always intersex related but are just as normal as intersex. People grow hair for all different kinds of reasons, and certain types of hair are affected by hormones (hormonal hair is usually chin/upper lip, stomach, etc. While other hair can be congenital -on top of the head- or terminal -eyebrows, arms-). This article is pretty okay and somewhat easy to read from what I skimmed: https://www.osmosis.org/answers/hirsutism

I'd say if you are worried for your well-being then YES look into this more! There can be so many factors, and sometimes it's just good to know. If you are fine with it and feel good/okay about your body and health, then you don't have to look into it if you don't want. Could maybe try doing another hormone panel after waiting for a bit just for comparison and peace of mind.

There's so many stories I have read where people show aaaall the traits, but never get diagnosed because the test just can't find a reason. This is fine, a lot of people self-diagnose for this reason too, or some people say they are intersex because there's just no other explanation. Maybe the medical industry just is not knowledgeable enough or functional enough to know more about different kinds of bodies yet.