#Velleity

[flame-shadow]

Frigid Flight Velleity for @spiritsglade [Attack #34]

[acommonanomaly]

My wild magic sorcerer, Velleity, from the campaign I'm running. I love my sweet, chaotic disaster son!

[motheyesofnight]

(from "Velleity")

Maybe you're right,

I would have to liberate myself from them.

A mere velleity, a little hope, that suffice for me,

but among you, with you, I also might have to make something of my life.

[herdaz]

WIP that I'm probably never going to finish 👍

[cyn-the-black-rabbit]

Velleity: Rapture of the Deep

Shinsou Enkai High School 深層遠海高校

Marie Kuroiwa 黒岩 麻里江 (epithet "Deep Sea Leviathan") (Student Council President)

Ena Suzaki 洲崎 絵奈

Kimiya Ishiguro 石黒 公哉

Miri Sogō 十河 美理

Haruka Koseki 小関 遥香

Fang Ruohan 方 若涵

Minori Sawamura 沢村 実莉

Masako Mizutani 水谷 昌子

Seiko Kitabatake 北畠 聖子

Manato Awaji 淡路 愛斗

Chikashi Fukahori 深堀 近志

Chikako Fukahori 深堀 浮子

Misuzu Himekawa 姫川 美鈴

Towa Kodaira 小平 永遠

Enji Hanyu 羽生 円治

Kanta Hatakeyama 畑山 寛太

Namio Kozuki 湖月 浪雄

Masamichi Haneda 羽根田 雅道

Akihito Kanzaki 神崎 秋人

Tokio Kakei 筧 時生

[morlgbtqia]

Teaching Vocabulary Through a Personal Journey: My Velleity, Finitude, and Quixotic Pursuit of Gender Transition

As someone who has experienced a velleity (a desire or inclination that is weak or not fully formed) to change my sex, I understand the deep longing to align my physical form with another self. But as we live in this 21st century, I have come to realize that the limitations of current technology make it difficult to achieve a full and accurate representation of the desired sex. The surgeries and hormone therapies available today are often considered as a mere approximation, and come with a host of unintended consequences.

In this introspective journey, I have struggled with a sense of metaphysical angst against the finitude (the state or quality of being finite, which means having limits and being subject to change and death) imposed on me, as I strive to reconcile my true self with the limitations of reality.

This journey may seem quixotic (foolishly impractical especially in the pursuit of ideals), but it is important to remember that the technology for sex change is not yet advanced enough to provide a full and accurate representation of the desired sex. In this journey, let us not forget the importance of being informed and realistic about the options available to us, and the potential risks and limitations that come with them.

As for myself and my trade-off calculus, I found the wait and see approach to be the best course of action for myself. Lowering my time preference and waiting for better gender transitioning technology to come out or aid in its pursuit. Gender transition surgeries, hormone therapies, and other medical interventions, while a viable option for some, can often be considered as a mere approximation of the desired sex. I have found that for my own situation, it's better to wait until the technology is more advanced and the outcomes are more predictable and reliable, rather than rushing into a decision that may not fully alleviate my distress or may come with unintended consequences. It's important to consult with a doctor who is willing to question your desire or dysphoria to see if it's really that and not some other underlying condition like borderline personality disorder. I believe it's crucial for individuals who are considering gender transition to thoroughly research and understand the available options, to be aware of the potential risks and limitations, and to work closely with healthcare professionals who are experienced in treating gender dysphoria and are able to provide individualized care and guidance.

In this sense, the journey towards understanding and accepting one's true self can be seen as a quixotic but wonderful pursuit. It may seem foolishly impractical, but it is a deeply personal and introspective journey that requires informed and realistic decision making. It is important to remember that this journey is not just about transitioning, but about understanding and accepting oneself for who one is, and finding peace and happiness in that understanding.

It is important to remember that every individual's journey is unique and that it's essential to have open and honest conversations with your doctor to make sure that your desire or dysphoria is not a symptom of an underlying condition. It's also important to be wary of tendentious nonthinking affirming doctors and to consider getting a second opinion. Ultimately, the decision to transition should be based on an individual's own feelings and desires, and should not be influenced by societal pressures or expectations.

As we continue to strive for progress, let us also remember to be patient with the limitations of our current technology and to lower our time preference in order to wait for better options to come out. And in the meantime, let's continue to support and aid in the development of better technology for gender transition.

[xvocabthiamm]

Velleity

Definition: a wish that isn't strong enough for you to turn it into being

Sentence: My dream of becoming the best surgeon in the country may just remain a VELLEITY

I chose this image because it seems that the people are trying to reach each other, but clearly they do not have a strong enough will - turning this into a velleity

Synonym: dream, inclination

Antonym: fact

[mybuddyjimmy]

Velleity

[ayo-apprentice]

Lunar Sanctuary my beloved

[high-voltage-archive]

Saw signal and knew i had to draw him oh my godness. ALL OF YOUR DESIGNS ARE SO PRETTY AUGHHH

Oh these are so cute!!!!

[hazel-wand]

This isn't as much a fic rec as an author rec. Velleities' AO3 page is definitely worth a visit.

Some of the highlights include a phone call Winter Soldier recovery fic with a pining but stoic Steve pov and an ending that makes my heart clench.

Or an adorable Shrunkyclunks where Steve finds his place in the future and it's at an oddly experimental restaurant with a very cute waiter.

And even a super cute yet definitely improbable phone swap virtual meet-cute featuring modern veteran Bucky, a modern Steve who is terrible at selling people insurance that they don't need, and more artistic photos of leaves than Bucky feels are strictly necessary.

[hyombus]

Sitting with Takofuusen 1/5/2023

[cyanide-latte]

💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.

for any of your twst ocs youre in the mood for/can think of facts for!

Ooh thank you! I think for the moment I'm going for Wei Xinyi (Wei Renqiao's older cousin) since I've not shared much about them, and Copper.

Wei Xinyi

Grew up very clumsy; as a child, he often tripped over his own feet, stumbled and fell, broke things, and countless other accidents besides. Even traditional martial training with Uncle Wei Gang only did so much to help with the matter. It was actually when Wei Xinyi became more interested in presenting female and trying to adjust his posture, movements, and really experimenting with his gender and trying to emulate his sisters that his inherent clumsiness started to clear up.

Though they're cousins, he often refers to WRQ as "Ren-dìdi", as they're close as brothers and he often considers WRQ the little brother he wanted to have.

One hell of a dancer. He's very passionate about dance as a form of communication and flirtation, and he wields that well when he chooses to.

Copper Benoit

Has a high spice tolerance. At times when Jamil has cooked something with less spice because he'd assumed Copper couldn't handle the heat, Copper has complained about the blandness and Jamil has had to physically fight him off of "fixing" the food.

Picked up way too many morbid facts from living with Stone for so long. He often offers these things up, not wholly realizing that not everyone finds them interesting so much as a worrying point to wonder what he's been through and that he needs some professional help.

Needing to learn to man a pirate ship (even if he's going to be the captain, he still insists on knowing the ins-and-outs as much as possible about how to run a ship) helps him further develop his muscles and upper body strength, and he uses that to his advantage to sweep Kalim off his feet and princess-carry him whenever Kalim least expects it. (Thank you @blithesharem for putting the idea in my head~.)

[moonlattae]

me in the middle of the club with gorgeous men and women hanging on me left and right, thinking about this taekook fic i'm not able to forget. i'm repulsive.

[boopshoops]

little chef meow meow

I- i like to imagine that chenya would not take cooking/baking seriously at all. To the point where during the hypothetical event, we dont even know whether or not he's good at it by the end- though im sure he's at least somewhat familiar since he's childhood friends with trey. skrunkly lil shit (affectionate)

Who next? :D v

Anywho ik this style merch (gurihiru) is making the rounds as profile pictures so if anyone may want to use this- sure go ahead just credit me :D

Tags!

@the-trinket-witch @thehollowwriter @distant-velleity @justm3di0cr3 @kitwasnothere

@techno-danger @cecilebutcher @scint1llat3 @lowcallyfruity @skriblee-ksk

@beneathsakurashade

[ruershrimo]

down bad fr | f.megumi x reader

@takumifujiwarastan remember how a while back you said here that it sucked how there weren't enough introverted girls, reserved girls etc. SO I did try writing this please enjoy their (gn reader woooo) emotional constipation even though the reticence of their personality isn't really highlighted eurgh

having a crush on megumi is so fucking stupid. it’s driving you insane. 

you can’t even talk to him. everything he does, everything he says— your heart leaps like a rabbit he casts, and your emotions soar into a terrifyingly messy mishmash of confusion and yearning and infatuation, and then everything in between. 

you feel helpless, vulnerable like this— rendered out of control of your feelings after years of emotional constipation and a harsh strictness on yourself to rein them in like a rowdy horse being whipped during derby matches. you’re a climber, you’re hanging precariously from a cliff with every interaction, a child standing before a blueprint with nothing but toy blocks and a kiddie hammer, a roomba with its sensors malfunctioning— you get the point. those were enough metaphors to delineate your predicament.  

well, he doesn’t even like you anyway, right?

but you want him so badly. 

you just want to hammer it into his thick skull. to just go, ‘hey, I like you even if you may not like me! just go out with me anyway!’ 

yet with each interaction you struggle even more. because how the hell do you confess to fushiguro megumi, much less go out with him and become his partner?

for years romance had remained nothing but a velleity, a nice fantasy you could slip into when your mind demanded respite in the form of escapism and jejune daydreams. but now that your adoration for him has made it all somewhat possible, you don’t know what to do— your control is being tended away from you, and the worst part is that you don’t even mind it that much. 

spiky black hair and eyelashes of silk pass you by, his scent as clean as freshly laundered sheets in hotels. at the start you had thought little about him beyond him being your classmate and eventually just your confidante. yet gradually, you surprised yourself. and everything about him is attractive nowadays: his hair, his pearlescent teeth, the viridian hue of his eyes— hell, he made even the way he drank coffee look like a model of a man in an antediluvian monochrome film of the sixties. and it was so normal, so average, that you were about to slap yourself for the fact that an everyday trait  of his had become something so lovely to look at just because it was him. megumi would hold the cup securely by his lithe fingers, the same one he spouted cursed energy from when summoning his shikigami, before lifting the cup up and bringing the brim to his mouth, his lips that never chapped. 

nobara asks whether he’s drinking black coffee to look cool around and attract people. needless to say, at least you were attracted. 

you hoped he didn’t see the way your face must have blanked out, gaze transfixed on his eyes as he took swigs from his mug. 

why’d he have to be like that?!

megumi continued looking at ozawa, the girl who had a crush on itadori— she was just like you for real, but with double the courage and half the emotional constipation. 

you hoped it would work out for her. that way, perhaps you could muster the strength and bravery to do the same, too. 

you take another look at him. he’s really pretty. had you kicking your feet in the air and all and then screaming in horror because of it, had you wrapped around his finger without even knowing. 

with the help of kugisaki and megumi, ozawa and itadori, the two of them are cajoled to go around tokyo together. it’s the best ‘date’ that the two of them can help the other two have, especially since itadori is dense as rocks (megumi’s probably worse based on your experiences, then) and ozawa is as shy as a touch-me-not flower. 

“oh, and [name],” megumi starts while nobara strolls ahead, all set to begin a new shopping spree. 

“ah— uh, yeah?” you stammer. 

“do you like me? romantically, I mean…” he scratches the back of his neck. 

what the fuck. is this seriously happening? right now? 

“huh? what? I—” 

“no, it’s just that— seeing ozawa made me think. I guess I never considered it an option, but I suppose I have had… feelings for you for a pretty long time…” 

“woah. ah, sorry, I meant— sorry, I’m just very surprised…” you scramble, your hands gesticulating all kinds of things in an exaggerated way of taking it back because yes you like him, you like him a lot— “I mean, I do like you! it’s just, fuck— uh, what do I say— I’m really scared. I thought you didn’t reciprocate at all.” 

“I could tell. but I…” he hesitates, “I overthought everything,” then with a frown, he goes, “gojo would have teased me if he was here.” 

“well, I– uh. we’re lucky he isn’t, I guess?” you pause, “...so what do we do now? are we a thing? are we dating? wait, am I going too fast? I, oh my goodness, I—” 

“would you like to?” he asks. your knees are about to buckle with every second he keeps his eyes on yours. 

“I…— well, I would.” 

“then it’s settled. can I— can I hold your hand, please?” 

“...okay.” 

with trepidation in your hands and your heart pounding in your chest, you inch your hands closer, saline sweat on them as if you’d dipped it into the sea. he keeps his gaze on yours— they’re as unsure as you are, his cheeks a slight scarlet, his eyes swirling with nervousness but a sliver of anticipation, of joy and relief. so he feels exactly the same as you do, then. 

his fingers find yours after a while, tracing along the lines of your palm like a blind man touching something for the first time. you want to learn to love and to memorise each nook and cranny of him starting with his palm, and for once emotional vulnerability is not that bad. 

kugisaki’s in for a shock as soon as she turns around. first it was itadori potentially having a partner before she does, and now megumi? 

imagine writing this because of being delulu abt an irl crush (i should be studying for my exams.) haha couldn't be me right (i'm so cooked)