#a win but at the cost of my dignity

[tidiestpegasus]

the most powerful gear set in splatoon 3

[melodic-haze]

Okay, so I haven't been here that long, so... might I ask what the beef between you and 🎀 Anon is?

Or is it pork? Chicken? Ham???

🦈 Anon

Oh I love pork though

Anyway basically there's this running gag in this blog about me having an entire group of simps (mostly anons) which started all bc I wanted to share a hand pic when the real reason for it was bc I read "aloe vera" as "hoe vera"

Tbf the whole thing started with 🐿/Rayne thirsting over me first HAHAHA and then 🎀 wanted to win bc bro is competitive as hell....which led to them making a list of 50 reasons why I should marry them HAHAHA

After that was a whole thing where they basically asked me out to dinner in their family's japanese restaurant like three times I Guess and I was in their area at one point and I didn't takr it seriously bc let's be SO REAL RN this is TUMBLR but we found out like a few days ago that we were basically five minutes away from each other at the day I was at their city

Generally though? I'm beefing with my girlfriend bc bro refuses to admit to losing 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

[scalpelsister]

being out of the closet as a lesbian but not as masc sure is. a cool experience to have. around family.

[hurthermore]

Hi it’s my birthday in Wednesday (24th April) and I was wondering if you’d do an Alastor x fem!reader oneshot? I don’t have a plot in mind but smut and an established relationship and fluffy as well please

»»------► 𝙱𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 (18+)

Pairing: 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚡 𝙵!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Warnings: 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝

A/N: 𝙰𝚑 𝚘𝚏𝚌!!<𝟹 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚈 𝙱���𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙸 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙰𝚈!! 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞!<𝟹𝟹 𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝!<𝟹

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔:

"I love your bimbo series and was wondering if you could do a fluff smut chapter? Like the reader grooming him and putting little bows on his tail etc. and he pampers them in return. After reading the latest chapters, SM fic, and Misconduct I've been in such a sub-drop LOL Much love 💗🥺"

The Radio Demon: an entity that with his name alone, intimidated and struck fear into the undead souls of millions. A being that was so terrifying, his presence was always warned among the masses to not cross, to not even attempt to annoy, to avoid at all costs, was also a demon who allowed his darling and frolicsome girlfriend to paint his claws and put fatuous pink bows into his hair.

No, Alastor may have been a scary embodiment of evil to some, but for you, he was nothing but a sweetheart, a sweetheart who would allow you to do whatever you pleased to him; even at the cost of his own dignity.

Which was where he currently found himself; his dignity snatched away from him as he allowed your defiled and naked form to sit on top of his equally desecrated and nude body as you parted his hair down the middle, only to clip back each side with dubious amounts of little pink bows and hair clips, all whilst he smoked a cigar, simply relaxing in the afterglow of the sexual night you two had just consummated, delectably ravishing each other until you both had found your releases.

Alastor was perplexed on where you had pulled the amass of hair accessories from, but the way you had asked him so sweetly if you could put some in his hair? He could never say no to you, even more so when you gave him such an excited expression pulled with that ridiculously beautiful face of yours, only to be topped off with your begging tone. He could never win against that combination.

You truly did have him wrapped around your little finger.

He genuinely never believed he’d find himself in such a debasing situation, but he found himself quite uncharacteristically enjoying it too; mainly due to how softly your hands caressed him, how he had complete view of your supple body as it was on complete display for him whilst you both revelled in each other's presence. 

Blowing a puff of smoke into your chest, Alastor observed the stretch of your arms as you placed little pink ribbons on each side of his antlers, wrapping the silked material around them before you smiled widely. “Done! You look so cute!” You had grinned with ebullience, clasping your hands onto his shoulders before placing a kiss against his cheek.

“I am many things, my love, but cute is not one of them.” He almost deadpanned as he placed his cold palm into your cheek, moving a tussle of stray hair behind your ear before he continued to stroke your face, admiring you. “But you? You’re quite the sight for sore eyes.”

“You’re cute to me.” You replied before giving him a knowing look, a look that told him you were feeling frisky; erotic, even. And as you took the cigar from his sharp claws, you place the stick in between your lips ever so softly before inhaling the contents, only to blow a cloud of smoke of your own into your lovers facial structure before you stubbed the cancerous stick out in the ashtray that laid against a black tentacle conjured from the same man you sat a top.

Slinking your arms around his shoulders, purposefully pressing your bare chest against his, you began breathing heavily in his face with want; for some reason, you just had the urge to fuck your boyfriend whilst he looked so cute, filled with bows and clips, regardless of how many times you may of already fornicated that night, you couldn’t help but feel yourself get hot again as the juices of your lover still excreted from you.

Slowly, you began grinding your already wet and naked core against his soft cock, holding him tighter as you purposefully moaned ever so softly against his cheek. Alastor, although surprised you wanted to carry on your sexual endeavours, especially after the two of you had already gone at it for a few hours prior to you deciding you needed to vandalise his hair with silly bows, had turned his lips to meet yours, softly pulling you into a passionate but sweet kiss.

He was surprised you wanted him again, even after how imbecilic you had made his appearance.

But the Radio Demon was a vigorous being, one who would never deny you anything, especially your warm walls against him; placing a clawed palm against your posterior, he assisted in helping you move your squishy folds against his now hardening cock slightly harder, making sure his length glided perfectly between your folds.

It didn’t take long for him to become ready to wear your cunt like an accessory on his cock, and as he entered back inside your already cum filled core, you both breathed heavily as his heavy sex filled you back up to the brim, his previous ejaculation excreting from your cunt as he did. It was so slow and so sensual, the way you moved your hips as you rode the Radio Demon; your boyfriend. 

Feeling your wet walls clamp down on his cock, bouncing against his pelvis ever so gently, Alastor couldn’t help but open his mouth, persuading you to do the same before he entered his tongue back into your mouth, tasting the remnants of his own cock that he had shoved in your mouth only an hour ago.

He could live the rest of his existence like this; he would never get bored of it.

Sorry i SUCK at fluffy smut but HAPPY BIRTHDAY<3

[saetoru]

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。3:37 AM — ITOSHI SAE.

“see? i told you this would be fun,” you hum.

“fun for you, maybe. you get to sit and do nothing. i’m the one driving,” sae gives you a side glare—one that he’s sure you see but elect to ignore in favor of picking the next song on your phone.

if you’d told him half a year ago that he’d be here, giving up sleep to drive you to god knows where in the middle of the night, sae thinks he might have actually laughed—which is something he doesn’t do very often. he’s a bit appalled with himself, truthfully—it’s half past three, way past his usual sleep hours, and he has practice in the morning. yet somehow, he almost thinks he’s having fun.

and then he comes to the daunting realization that he’s really not sure who he even is anymore.

athletes like the itoshi sae need to follow strict regimens. athletes like him need at least eight hours of sleep a day, need balanced diets and a healthy amount of exercise, and need to be level headed and make responsible decisions. athletes like him don’t stay up this late because of one measly pout and a tug to his arm. there’s no reason that sae should be this weak to you, no reason you should hold this much power over him—and yet, in a cruel twist of fate, you do.

you do and you know it, and you’re evil enough that you use it to your full advantage.

“where are we even going?”

“sae, shut up,” you roll your eyes. “why do you always have something to say?”

scoffing, he stops the car at a red light, pressing on the brakes and turning to face you. and he hates to admit it, but the moonlight kissing your skin through the windows makes his heart beat rapidly.

“do you realize i’m sacrificing my sleep for you?” he scoffs at you, looking over at the small patch of skin of your shoulder blade as his shirt droops over your body. he tries not to stare too long—but he fails miserably, and you seem to notice it too.

“quit staring at me,” you smirk, reaching over to pinch his cheek.

he swats your hand away—though gently—and scowls, grumbling under his breath at your supposed claim. you only offer him an amused giggle as he rolls his eyes, and no matter how correct you may be, itoshi sae refuses to admit, even to himself, that he was in fact staring. in his defense, how could he not stare when you look like that in his clothing?

“was not staring at you, stupid.”

“you so were,” you laugh, and he grunts, shaking his head as he rolls his eyes at you unimpressed. it’s a battle that costs him just about all of his self control to not glance down at your lips, but he wins—although miraculously, otherwise, he’d have to hear even more of your teasing, and he doesn’t think his eyes will recover from another round of rolling this time.

“no i wasn’t. that head of yours is too big,” he says, frowning and flicking your forehead at the smug grin you give him. and sae should be asleep, he should be getting enough rest to ensure his optimal performance at practice in the morning so that he can put his teammates efforts to shame—but you said please, and you pouted, and he’s not as strong as he claims to be, although he’ll never admit it.

so now he’s here, and he’s fighting for his dignity as you wiggle your brows playfully at him. but deep down, sae doesn’t think he wants to be anywhere else right about now.

“okay, if you say so,” you snort, “you’ll survive without eight hours of sleep for one day. and by the way, the light’s green now, dumbass. pay attention.”

he hears your giggling as he curses under his breath and presses on the gas pedal, and you slide your hand over his shoulder to play with the hairs at the back of his neck. he pretends to lean back and try to shake your hand off, but you both know it’s his way of leaning further into your touch—so you grant him more of what he craves, rubbing over the back of his neck soothingly as he drives.

“okay, well you’re supposed to be giving me directions, so where do i go now?” he mutters. you shrug, and he groans.

“i don’t know, i’ve been making up directions this whole time. just wanted to drive around. anyway, did you know van gogh’s starry night was painted from his window in an asylum?”

side eyeing you, he purses his lips, rolling his eyes with a heavy sigh. and even if you’ve dragged him out of bed for no reason—on a practice night no less—while he’s supposed to be getting much needed rest, he can’t help but find every annoying little quirk of yours endearing. even this one.

“what does that have to do with anything?” he asks flatly.

and sae is not an easy book to read, he never was—he’s like those difficult words you have to stop and google to understand, or those ridiculous metaphors that only literature teachers care for. but he’s well worth it, you think. he makes you want to skip the pages and jump right to the end, and he’s the kind of story you pray ends happily. and somehow, when he climbs out of bed in his wrinkled shirt and loose sweats, hair tousled and sleep laced in his eyes as he begrudgingly grabs his keys for you—you think maybe you don’t want the story to end at all just yet. or ever.

“just a fun fact, jeez,” you pout. “any soccer fun facts you wanna share?”

“athletes need plenty of sleep to perform their best,” he shoots instantly. you huff, rolling your eyes and crossing your arms at his stubbornness to just admit he enjoys being here as much as you do.

“sae, one of these days you’ll drive me so crazy, i’ll need to be in an asylum myself.”

“one of these days, when i send you to an asylum, maybe i can sleep reasonable hours,” he smirks at you. the soft slap to his shoulder causes him to chuckle in amusement, and you cave and send the softest of grins at his direction.

“you’ll never last a day without me,” you quip, and to your surprise, he smiles a little. it’s gentle—much gentler than you expect from someone like him, and you’re not used to it. but it’s pretty, just like the rest of itoshi sae, and you hope fate permits a few more nights with him by your side, whether it’s in bed as he sleeps or in the car as he drives. maybe, you’ll even dare to hope for an eternity.

“i don’t know,” he hums, and one hand lays gently on your thigh as he drives mindlessly with the other on the wheel, “i think i could manage to squeeze in ten hours of sleep if you were gone,” he adds with smug grin, and even as you scowl at him, you decide right then and there that if itoshi sae isn’t your happy ending, you don’t think you want one. ever.

“you’re rude, y’know that?”

“i’d say driving aimlessly for your stupid whims is rather generous.”

“hmm, maybe,” you murmur, looking at him with a look so sweet, he feels his breath catch in his throat when he peeks at you through the corner of his eyes. and he hopes you don’t notice it, or the way his expression softens too. “love you,” you add quietly, lifting his hand to kiss the back.

“yeah,” he mumbles. “love you too.” you lace your fingers with his, setting his hand back down onto your lap. he squeezes gently, and you squeeze back. “i love it more when you sleep, though.”

i think sae rly likes driving tbh. finds it relaxing and if u play with the hair at the nape of his neck he loves it more. he’s pathetically a loser

[sepdet]

Try to imagine Trump going to campaign HQ to reassure those working to get him elected with a speech like this after one of his unwelcome surprises.

Of course, that's impossible. This classy speech is all about "we" — the team, and the American people — although of course it's got a few "I's" in there to contrast herself with Trump and sketch out goals.

First five minutes: Squaring the circle of saluting Biden graciously, thanking and reassuring his election team, and moving forward

05:40 - rundown of major accomplishments of President Biden's administration

8:45 Harris lays out how she sees this election and I'm actually gonna transcribe it despite my arthritis because YES YES YES. (It's not very long.)

"It is my great honor to go out and EARN this nomination, and to win.

"So in the days and weeks ahead, I together with you will do everything in my power to unite the Democratic party, to unite our nation, and to win this election.

"You know, as many of you know, before I was elected as Vice President, before I was elected as United States Senator, I was the elected Attorney General of California, and before that I was a courtroom prosecutor. In those roles, I took on perpetrators of all kinds. [chuckles start around the room, she smiles.] Predators who abused women. Fraudsters who ripped off consumers. Cheaters who broke the rules for their own gain. So hear me when I say: I know Donald Trump's type.

"And in this campaign I will proudly — I will proudly put my record against his. As a young prosecutor, when I was in the Alameda County District Attorney's Office, I specialized in cases involving sexual abuse. Donald Trump was found liable by a jury for committing sexual abuse. As Attorney General of California I took on one of our country's largest for-profit colleges and put it out of business. Donald Trump ran a for-profit college, Trump University, that was forced to pay $25 million to the students it scammed. As District Attorney, to go after polluters, I created one of the first environmental justice units in our nation. Donald Trump stood in Mar-o-lago and told Big Oil lobbyists he would do their bidding for a $1 billion campaign contribution. During the foreclosure crisis, I took on the big Wall Street banks and won $20 billion for California families, holding those banks accountable for fraud. Donald Trump was just found guilty of 34 counts of fraud.

"But make no mistake — all that being said, this campaign is not just about us versus Donald Trump. There is more to this campaign than that. Our campaign has always been about two different versions of what we see as the future of our country, two different visions for the future of our country. One focused on the future, the other focused on the past.

"Donald Trump wants to take our country backward, to a time before many of our fellow Americans had full freedoms and rights.

"But we believe in a brighter future that makes room for all Americans. We believe in a future where every person has the opportunity not just to get by, but to get ahead. [Calls of "That's right!"] We believe in a future where no child has to grow up in poverty, where every person can buy a home, start a family and build wealth, and where every person has access to paid family leave and affordable child care. That's the future we see! [Applause.] Together we fight to build a nation where every person has affordable healthcare, where every worker is paid fairly, and where every senior can retire with dignity.

"All of this is to say that building up the middle class will be a defining goal of my presidency. Because we here know that when our middle class is strong, America is strong. And we know that's not the future Donald Trump is fighting for. He and his extreme Project 2025 will weaken the middle class and bring us backward — please do note that — back to the failed trickle-down policies that gave huge tax breaks to billionaires and big corporations and made working families pay the cost, back to policies that put Medicare and Social Security on the chopping block, back to policies that treat healthcare as only a privilege for the wealthy, instead of what we all know it should be, which is a right for every American.

"America has tried these economic policies before. They do not lead to prosperity. They lead to inequity and economic injustice. And we are NOT GOING BACK. We are not going back. (You're not taking us back.)

"Our fight for the future is also a fight for freedom. Generations of Americans before us have led the fight for freedom from our founders to our framers, to the abolitionists and the suffragettes, to the Freedom Riders and farm workers. And now I say, team, the baton is in our hands. We, who believe in the sacred freedom to vote. We, who are committed to pass the John Lewis Voting Rights Advancement Act and the Freedom to Vote Act. We, who believe in the freedom to live safe from gun violence, and that's why we will work to pass universal background checks, red flag laws, and an assault weapons ban. We, who will fight for reproductive freedom, knowing if Trump gets the chance, he will sign a national abortion ban to outlaw abortion in every. single. state—but we are not going to let that happen.

"It is this team here that is going to help in this November to elect a majority of members of the United States Congress who agreethe government should not be telling a woman what to do with her body. And when Congress passes a law to restore reproductive freedoms, as President of the United States I will sign it into law! [cheers, someone shouts "we the people!"] "Indeed, we the people.

"So ultimately, to all the friends here I say: in this election we know we each face a question. What kind of country do we want to live in? A country of freedom, compassion and rule of law, ["Yes!"] or a country of chaos, fear, and hate? [Boos] You all are here because you as leaders know we each — including our neighbors and our friends and our family — we each as Americans have the power to answer that question. That's the beauty of it, the power of the people. We each have the ability to answer that question.

"So in the next 106 days—" looks around the room smiling at various people, "We have work to do. We have doors to knock on, we have people to talk to, we have phone calls to make, and we have an election to win. …" [a few final crowd -whipping-up platitudes like "Do we believe in freedom"]

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Note: Yes, I know, she spoke about rights for all Americans without getting into any specifics besides reproductive and voting rights, because those two are core values of the Democratic party and the ones most Americans agree with. Unifying a party and coalition building starts by finding common ground. The approach Harris is taking will pull away some old-school moderate Republicans who are reluctant to leave their party even as it changes beyond recognition, but who really don't like Trump. Many of them have been poisoned more or less by Fox News, so they need to see she's not a crazy crazy liberal.

[dragon-communion]

Alright I have this theory about Miquella, Malenia and Trina that I need to float out there.

When we find her, Malenia specifically states that she was dreaming. She has in fact been dreaming.

I dreamt for so long. My flesh was dull gold... and my blood, rotted. Corpse after corpse, left in my wake as I awaited his return. ... Heed my words. I am Malenia. Blade of Miquella. And I have never known defeat.

It's hard to say whether or not Malenia was in communication with Miquella via dreams. I do think there's some meat to the theory that she split herself, however, very much the way Miquella and Marika did.

Malenia budded off daughters in Aeonia, and I think that in the same way Trina represents Miquella's love and Radagon might be Marika's sense of loyalty, Millicent could literally be Malenia's dignity.

There is something I must return to Malenia. The will that was once her own. The dignity, the sense of self, that allowed her to resist the call of the scarlet rot. The pride she abandoned, to meet Radahn's measure.

-Millicent

Considering how relatively willingly Malenia bloomed for us, I have to wonder if she did indeed literally lose her restraint.

And she had so many splits.

By the time we get to her, Malenia has rotted the entire Haligtree and she seems to be a hollow shell of herself, repeating who she is and what she stands for like a mantra until we make her desperate. She is frozen in time as that woman who bloomed in Caelid, I think, just a fragment made of raw determination to win at any cost.

It's also notable that the Scarlet Rot isn't just painful, it might actively cause nightmares.

Everything is as you said. Since inserting the needle, the scarlet rot has ceased to writhe. Even the nightmares have abated...

-Millicent

Malenia might've been experiencing Rot-induced nightmares for a few hundred years until we got to her.

Miquella's textual motivation for moving proverbial mountains all throughout his life was curing his sister. While he struggled to uproot it at the source, they did find several stopgap treatments: wearing Miquella's unalloyed gold, which conferred a limited amount of his own immunity onto the bearer; and the Sword Saint's flowing water techniques.

I think Trina, as Miquella's love and an aspect of his own affinity for forgetfulness/oblivion, might've become the saint of sleep specifically out of Miquella's urge to soothe his sister's unquiet dreams. She eventually expanded and gained more autonomy, moving on to the Cleanrot Knights, then the merchants and albinaurics. It's hard to say when the albinaurics were brought to her attention, but I think Miquella had a lot of dealings with Ranni, Rykard, and maybe even Iji.

(Side note: could the mirrorhelm have made Iji immune to Miquella's charm?)

Torrent's whistle in particular is delicate goldwork that I think is heavily implied to be Miquella's handiwork. Of the smiths and engineers in-game, I think Miquella's skill at making outright automail had to take at least some inspiration from Rykard's machinery, and a lot of the weapons associated with the Haligtree take inspiration from Carian weaponry. The Miquellan Knight's sword is basically a Carian sword with the glintstone switched out for Haligtree bloodstone amber. Why is that?

(Additional side note: I think Loretta might've been Radahn's teacher in the art of horsemanship and archery, considering she's the only other Carian character heavily associated with horses and archery. It'd provide a good reason for why her albinauric identity was a huge secret. And, once Radahn left for Sellia to learn gravity magic/get a new mentor, that gave her the free time she would need to champion the albinaurics and investigate the Haligtree.)

Either way, Trina would have had front row seats to the treatment of the albinaurics as servants and worse, and there's a chance that that was when she had her first encounter with the Flame of Frenzy.

Miquella's approach to excising gods was scientific, but I think Trina attacked the problem from an ideological angle. It's actually a pretty good idea, since the gods in Elden Ring seem to be ideologies made physical. Frenzy is despair- so those afflicted with Frenzy must be given hope, and they were given a "holy land" in the form of the Haligtree. And we can in fact still find their hope in the Apostate Derelict, Philia's promise of being able to birth albinaurics, in very close proximity to the largest amount of Trina's Lilies in the game.

Tl;dr: I think Trina is a saint of sleep specifically because Malenia was afflicted by Rot-nightmares, and Miquella wanted so badly to help her that he budded off an aspect of himself that could.

[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#563 Pecesitos

Mex!Yuu Leaving her Husband and Twin girls alone as you take a spa bath in the bathroom...Floyd plus Aqua & Marie were left to their own devices and decided to play they are hosts in a talk show

Floyd*Looking at the Camera*"-El unico programa que no le pega a su mujer!"

Aqua*Looks at him unimpressed*"Tu no puedes por que nuestra mama te gana!"

Floyd*Smirks at his son*"Vato tu mama me la PELA"

Marie*Looks offended at him and pouts her finger at him accusingly*"LE VOY A DECIR LO QUE DIGISTE!!!"

Floyd*Frowns but sweat drops*"Van a ir de pinches chismosas weys... Les doy $500 si se callan el hocico"

Aqua & Marie*Look at one another then at him unimpressed, And raises a brows offended*"Nuestra DIGNIDAD no vale $500"

Floyd:"Entonces le voy a decir a tu mama que sacaron 70 en matematicas,Y que yo firme por hacerles el paro"

Aqua & Marie*Both look at him scared but keeps on to see if they can win*"Nos van a regañar los tres!"

Floyd:"Me vale madre,Si me hundo las llevo conmigo perro"

Aqua & Marie*Nods and sighs seeing they didn't get anything from this almost blackmail to their papi and offers their hands to shake*"Entonces caballero aqui no paso nada!"-Business!

Floyd*Smirks and grabs their hand to shake it*"Aqui no paso nada!-"Business!

"-The only program that doesn't hit his wife!"

"You can't because my mom can beat you!"

"Guppies your mom can suck me/She can suck it"

"IMMA TELL HER WHAT YOU SAID!!!"

"Ya gonna fuckin' snitch bruh... I'll give you both $500 if you shut ya mouths"

"Our DIGNITY doesnt cost $500"

"Then im tellin' ya mom you two got a 70 on your math exam and that I went and checked it for you to do ya a solid"

"Then we're all gonna be scowled!"

"I dont give a fuck, if im goin' down im takin ya with me guppies"

"Then gentlemen, Nothing happen here then!"

"Nothin' happen here!"

[pinknipszz]

Hi! Firstly, I love ur headcannons and the way u characterize them, specially Lo and Neteyam. Could you do avatar headcannons of how they would be in a traditional dance festival. (Like would they be dancing, drinking, telling stories, etc.) Much love, xx

hi anon! 👩‍❤️‍👩 and thank you! i’m not really confident in my lo’ak and neteyam, but i’m so glad you like them! and that’s such a cute idea :) i hope you like my take on it. love you lots! xx

avatar headcanons | you attend a na’vi festival

⋆✮↪ neteyam and lo’ak + bonus: jake and tsu’tey

neteyam

he plays songs with traditional instruments. his favorite is the gourd drum. it's made out of the bladder from a sturmbeest his mother hunted, and he plays it at the festival. when you asked him why, he embarrassingly admitted that he’s insecure about his singing voice, so he uses the gourd drum to imitate the microtonal drone in na’vi singing. as much as you like to reassure him, you love neteyam’s musical prowess. he even dedicates songs to you.

he makes you dance with him most of the night. the festival itself is all about dancing to honor the great mother. to neteyam, dancing is one of the most intimate things in the world, and he wouldn’t do it with anyone else except you. when you first arrive at the festival in your beautiful attire, he is sweeping you off your feet. he is swaying to the sounds of the hypnotic music, taking the lead and outshining everyone else. everyone has their eyes on their future tsahik and olo’eyktan.

he shows you off at every chance he gets. when you two aren’t dancing, neteyam is dragging you around to meet his friends from training, bragging about how beautiful and kind and talented you are. in these special moments, you admire how the “perfect child” facade slips away to mess with his friends like how he does with his brother. it wouldn’t be like this under any other circumstances. you’re truly grateful to the festival and the great mother, even if neteyam teases you too. you swear he exaggerates everything.

lo’ak

he teaches other na’vi how to gamble. he learned the whole idea of gambling from his dad. he’d teach you and the other na’vi all about human games like “jackblack” and “poker” and “julepe” using makeshift cards and chips. you were really confused about the rules but eventually got the hang of it. your group of friends would bet simple things, like woven clothes or headpieces. when things aren’t looking so good for you, lo’ak would start accusing other na’vi of cheating.

he turns drinking into a competition. he technically isn’t supposed to drink, but it’s a festival so what were his parents expecting? lo’ak likes to provoke other young warriors into stupid challenges to see can who handle their alcohol the best. they don’t fall for it at first, but lo’ak knows how to push the right buttons. these usually end with a lot of empty bottles. lo’ak always wins, but at what cost? his dignity? his honor? there’s too much to count. you like to tease him afterwards.

he pulls you away from the crowd a lot. festivals can get a little overwhelming, and even the great and mighty lo’ak has his social limits. when his dancing becomes sluggish or his mind is off somewhere else, you take his hand to ask if everything’s alright. instead of responding, though, he abruptly pulls you away from the festival to spend some quality time with you. you two are silent all throughout, but you like to stroke his hair and cup his face to comfort him. lo'ak loves you for it.

jake

he’s coming up with new drinks. driven by his mysterious human knowledge, toruk makto is an artist when it comes to mixing alcohol. he just felt that na’vi drinks were too weak, so he asked mo’at if he could change things up a little at the festival. it took a lot of convincing, especially since it’s a special tradition, but she reluctantly gave in. now not only does the clan adore him for bonding with toruk, but also his excellent drinks. he doesn't even have experience from earth. he just mixes things together and prays.

tsu’tey

he babysits the children. festivals were never really his thing. he just grabs a drink and leaves. before, tsu’tey was obligated to stay for the whole duration of the festival as the future olo’eyktan. since that title was given to jake, he doesn’t even bother to show up sometimes. that doesn’t mean the clan doesn’t put him to work, though. he’s the assigned “babysitter,” as jake puts it, which is ironic since tsu’tey doesn’t know a thing or two about kids. somehow, the clan children still like him.

(masterlist)

[cheezecakeee]

seventeen as taylor swifts songs🫧 (angst ver.) part 2

part 1

main masterlist | seventeen masterlist

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╰┈➤ DK: Happiness

"Tell me, when did your winning smile begin to look like a smirk? When did all our lessons start to look like weapons pointed at my deepest hurt? I hope she'll be a beautiful fool who takes my spot next to you. No, I didn't mean that. Sorry, I can't see facts through all of my fury, you haven't met the new me yet" "I can't make it go away by making you a villain, I guess it's the price I pay for seven years in heaven and I pulled your body into mine every goddamn night now I get fake niceties. No one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you and you know you hurt him too" "Honey, when I'm above the trees, I see it for what it is but now my eyes leak acid rain on the pillow where you used to lay your head. After giving you the best I had, tell me what to give after that. All you want from me now is the green light of forgiveness, you haven't met the new me yet and I think she'll give you that." "There'll be happiness after you but there was happiness because of you too. Both of these things can be true, there is happiness in our history, across our great divide there is a glorious sunrise, dappled with the flickers of light from the dress I wore at midnight. Leave it all behind, and there is happiness"

╰┈➤ Mingyu: Midnight rain

"My town was a wasteland, full of cages, full of fences, pageant queens and big pretenders but for some, it was paradise. My boy was a montage, a slow-motion, love potion, jumping off things in the ocean... I broke his heart 'cause he was nice," "It came like a postcard, picture perfect, shiny family, holiday, peppermint candy but for him it's every day, so I peered through a window, a deep portal, time travel, all the love we unravel and the life I gave away..." "'Cause he was sunshine, I was midnight rain, he wanted it comfortable I wanted that pain. He wanted a bride, I was making my own name, casing that fame, he stayed the same. All of me changed like midnight" "I guess sometimes we all get some kind of haunted, some kind of haunted and I never think of him except on midnights like this..."

╰┈➤ The 8: Now that we don't talk

"You went to a party, I heard from everybody. You part the crowd like the Red Sea don't even get me started. Did you get anxious though, on the way home? I guess I'll never, ever know. Now that we don't talk" "You grew your hair long, you got new icons and from the outside it looks like you're tryin' lives on. I miss the old ways, you didn't have to change but I guess I don't have a say. Now that we don't talk," "So I call my mom, she said to get it off my chest, remind myself the way you faded 'til I left. I cannot be your friend so I pay the price of what I lost and what it cost, now that we don't talk" "I don't have to pretend I like acid rock or that I'd like to be on a mega yacht with important men who think important thoughts, guess maybe I am better off. Now that we don't talk. And the only way back to my dignity was to turn into a shrouded mystery, just like I had been when you were chasing me, guess this is how it has to be. Now that we don't talk"

╰┈➤ Seungkwan: The last time

"Find myself at your door, just like all those times before. I'm not sure how I got there all roads, they lead me here. I imagine you are home, in your room, all alone and you open your eyes into mine and everything feels better and right before your eyes, I'm breaking. No past, no reasons why, just you and me..." "You find yourself at my door, just like all those times before, you wear your best apology but I was there to watch you leave and all the times I let you in just for you to go again. Disappear when you come back, everything is better and right before your eyes I'm aching. Run fast, nowhere to hide just you and me," "This is the last time I'm asking you this, put my name at the top of your list. This is the last time I'm asking you why you break my heart in the blink of an eye. This is the last time you tell me I've got it wrong, this is the last time I say it's been you all along, this is the last time I let you in my door, this is the last time, I won't hurt you anymore..."

╰┈➤ Vernon: the 1

"I'm doing good, I'm on some new shit, been saying "yes" instead of "no"... I thought I saw you at the bus stop, I didn't though. I hit the ground running each night, I hit the Sunday matinée, you know the greatest films of all time were never made. I guess you never know, never know and if you wanted me, you really should've showed and if you never bleed, you're never gonna grow and it's alright now..." "I have this dream you're doing cool shit. Having adventures on your own, you meet some woman on the internet and take her home. We never painted by the numbers, baby but we were making it count... you know the greatest loves of all time are over now. I guess you never know, never know and it's another day waking up alone," "But we were something, don't you think so? Roaring 20s, tossing pennies in the pool and if my wishes came true, it would've been you. In my defense, I have none for never leaving well enough alone but it would've been fun if you would've been the one"

╰┈➤ Dino: Peter

"Forgive me Peter, my lost fearless leader in closets like cedar preserved from when we were just kids. Is it something I did, the goddess of timing once found us beguiling, she said she was trying... Peter was she lying? My ribs get the feeling she did... and I didn't want to come down, I thought it was just goodbye for now" "And I won't confess that I waited but I let the lamp burn as the men masqueraded. I hoped you'd return with your feet on the ground, tell me all that you'd learned 'cause love's never lost when perspective is earned and you said you'd come and get me but you were 25 and the shelf life of those fantasies has expired. Lost to the lost boys chapter of your life. Forgive me Peter, please know that I tried to hold onto the days when you were mine but the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light" "You said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me. Said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me. You said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me. Words from the mouths of babes, promises, oceans deep but never to keep"

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[lacunasbalustrade]

notes whilst writing this insufferable idol lyric docs fic

mon. 4. dec.

<the movie director’s/ designated writer for friendgroup’s thought process>

voracious jewellery collector tries to rob cute jewellery shop owner of their rings and force them to bend the knee: villainous ohohoho (jk lol)

thus the K-pop 白痴 (knows zero about K-pop) attempts to write a fic about lyric docs- what can I say I love nothing better than a challenge (borderline masochistic suspicions)

line break because this is going to be long u have been warned. this is gonna be a journal for me ignoring the fact that tumblr itself is a journal

someone is going to know my suffering at stumbling headfirst into this world of idols. likely Kyoya. but i may change my mind

where the hell are those screenshots where mio and i discussed this. if you can’t tell already I’m one of those ridiculous ppl who needs the whole guidebook of encyclopaedic references to write.

went back the entire six months worth of conversations and finally found it, cringing at my every message like my dear God intended

I’m keeping all the lyric doc tabs open so I can read whilst i write

okay not Kyoya he’s into this too much

Rouga you’re my everything you’re my soul you’re just as dead as i am about this ‘what if we just go with disaster’

don’t get me wrong I’m enjoying this I’m just the kind of person to complain about everything and bitch all the way through only to appear with a shiny smile at the end of it

that is to say i like the steep learning curve but i also like to keep myself aware of how much I’m doing so i get to laugh at myself when i say ‘no problems’ later on

what do you call that character type

nvm back to writing

we’re starting this with a voiceover because i say so. draft here “future card buddyfight is a game that connects to parallel universes and allows monsters and humans to become buddies. in the wake of global events that have shattered his reputation, Gaen Kyoya decides to restart his cult by starting an (apparently) harmless idol management agency. By traveling to other worlds on a universal tour, will his newly formed idol groups be able to compete with the local talent? Will Gaen Kyoya be able to regain his reputation as a heartthrob? Most importantly, will the press-ganged idols ever get to play Buddyfight again? an earth-shattering screech is heard from the Gaen Tower. “Daddy always told me I’d be a star!”

Gaen Kyoya gives Shido Magoroku a strained smile. He’s in it to win it whatever the game. It’s too late to back out now, although he absolutely regrets - regrets, not deserves this.

rouga is doing the voiceover. this is disaster, the world tour movie. we’re gonna keep that secret till the end of the fic. (publishes this draft instantly and fails to keep any secret) whatever movies are announced anyway and it’s more fun to hype this up.

tasuku is not in an idol group as far as i have surmised from a quick scan- over. so he’s just going to show up to every performance and laugh at them. bro finally got to catch a break (and a good laugh)

wait ILL MAKE IT SEEM LIKE ITS ENDED AND THEN FLASHBACK TO ACE IDOL GROUPS AND BE LIKE - YOU THOUGHT, SUCKER, ITS NOT OVER YET!!!!

ah. I’m publishing this draft later. Should i just delete number 15 for my reputation?

nahhhhh.

if you couldn’t tell already I’m writing this as i go so this thought process is in chronological order

i already know I’m never going to read this again this guidebook to the movie director’s thought process comes at the cost of my dignity

who am i kidding i have no such thing called dignity (meow)

this is my reference draft so I’m going to drop the cropped screenshots here for ease of rememberance

note: is polery a thing??? anyways

oh my gosh. mio u really changed two names because i liked certain options better. i love you.

I’ve become softer because now I find the options for band names I like are different (reverie, paradoxus, wishing star and hikari to tomo ni) which really makes me want to break down.

I am in a better place, a quieter place, and it shows. (charting my own growth like a parent checking their child’s height against markings on the wall)

22. there are basically two bands from first season can i really stretch the whole fic out and really make it seem like it ended with just that

23. who am I kidding I’ll be lucky if i can even stretch the fic out my highest amount of words so far is 3000 I haven’t even finished my long fic for Tasuku yet (hellooooo, my dearest procrastination)

24. in conclusion let’s just run with it. i wanna have it out in time for mio’s bday i have like a month and a day.

25. Tasuku is in the idol list. my memory be like sand flowing away with the tide

26. anyways

27. how’s that’s supposed to work

28. like i believe i could spout some nonsense about Kyoya. bribing everyone. because what good are riches except for yknow bribing people to become idols.

29. what ifff he saved a record of disaster’s ridiculous meetings and said with a straight face and smile as usual - “we’ll all sink on this ship, my friends”

30. basically blackmail. hmmm

31. i will find out when i start writing! (conclusion)

32. at first i was going to read fics to find out more about the idol industry but all the fics are au fics so that’s a bust

33. instead i am waving to chat gpt so if there’s any inaccuracy go blame Elon Musk like we do for everything under the sun

34. did Elon Musk even make chat gpt

35. I don’t care anymore that’s not relevant

work in progress for obvious reasons. will update this stupid post.

the relevant tags: note to self

also a line to your friend that kinda hit me when I was browsing by the posts to find those relevant tags:

“it’s now kinda buried under 200+ songs in my playlist, but when it plays, I never skip it.”

(italics at my own risk)

[gynoids-over-androids]

I participated in a virtual fashion contest. It was called "Fashioning Masculinities" and I wanted to pass a radfem message lol. Idc about winning, it was just to troll the crypto bros + libfem jury. They seemed to want a TRA or "poor menz" type of message so I gave them the exact opposite.

Here's the explanation for my work:

"Today's Masculinities in their purest form are unfortunately often fashioned through uniforms and dehumanisation in spaces like prisons and armies. In France, masculinity costs the government around 100 milliards of € per year (Peytavin, "Le coût de virilité"). I'd like to draw attention to this issue : men and AMAB gender minorities should empower themselves and challenge their male gender socialization with dignity and honesty instead of reproducing toxic masculinity that costs everyone (including themselves) money, mental health and lives"

[dmagedgoods]

RANDOM OC ASKS.

Which of the seven deadly sins best represents your OC? Which virtue? Would you consider them a "good person" or is their morality flexible based on their company?

Ohh thank you so, so much! 💗 That was such a great surprise to find. I’ll answer it for my 4 main OCs, because it’s very hard to decide. CIAN, Dark Urge in BG3, Drow, Sorcerer, in love with Raphael: His deadly sin is Greed. When he wants something, he wants it fully and doesn’t accept any less, no matter the price. His main virtues are Consideration - in most cases, he thinks carefully and analyses all facts before making a decision -, Creativity - his imagination is strong and he loves storytelling in all forms - and Passion. Flexible morale based on the company nails it for him. He doesn’t view himself as a good person, but he isn’t out there intending to actively harm others either and he fights the dark impulse to do so when it hits or when rage or helplessness almost drives him there. Sometimes, Cian even protects (to a degree and in case the cost isn’t too high) when he sees strong injustice, despite his haughtiness. He has a few principles he sticks with. When someone gets his loyalty, they have it forever, to name an example. At the same time, he can be very selfish with the things he wants and needs. He longs for knowledge and power – he collects it to place himself above others, not to rule them but out of a self-driven arrogance and a strong need for independence. On the other hand, he has quite an obsessive streak when something – or someone – captures his interest or even wins his love. Now the flexibility of his morals truly is showing, because he’ll do (almost) anything to win their interest and bind them to him, manipulative in his methods but disarmingly genuine in the devotion and adoration behind. He will not fully give up his beloved independence, though, deeply afraid of becoming uninteresting or worthless when he gives up too much of what makes him appealing in his own eyes. ~ SALVADORE, Knight Commander in Pathfinder: Wotr, Dhampir, Cavalier/Duelist: His deadly sin is Pride. His prideful conceit may destroy him one day. He always stays true to his own principles and personal expectations of himself, highly arrogant in it, and highly demanding, but it also gives him a lot of strength. His main virtues are Courage and Determination, he works hard for his goals and swallows his fears (in most cases), no matter the resistance, and also Dignity and Self-Discipline, being reliable and controlled. Salvadore is a born leader and a determined politician, aware that lies and other slightly questionable methods are necessary sometimes. But he has a set of strong principles he lives by and harshly punishes himself if he fails to fulfill them. He views himself as a radiant savior, he wants to rule but not only for the power (though he definitely is very power hungry), he actually wants to change the world for the better. In the best of cases, he will succeed with his high ambitions and despite his god complex, in the worst of cases his own arrogance may be his undoing or he could slip too much into a “the end justifies the means” mindset. ~ ROWLEY, Tav in BG3, Half-Elf (with a bit of fae blood in his line), Rogue/Assassin: The deadly sin that fits him best is Sloth, probably. For those knowing him, this sounds weird at first. Of course, he likes to sleep long and to relax, nonetheless, he’s very active. - But only because it’s fun for him. He refuses to follow rules and do something productive he doesn’t absolutely want to do.

(Lust might be a close second for him.) His major virtues …: Confidence - he knows his strengths and loves to debate and to provoke -, Courage - he rarely ever is afraid -, and Loyalty - protecting those important to him with all he got no matter the price. Rowley is an assassin, so being a good person seems to be off the table for him. He has a trickster mentality, loves to challenge people, to shock and offend them, and to paint himself in the worst possible light – much worse than he actually is. He makes it terribly easy (deliberately so) to overlook the good things he does. While Salvadore, who absolutely views himself as a good person, often thinks strategically before he acts and considers the best course and consequences in the long run and may decide to hold back with open help for this reason or that, Rowley goes in and does what feels right to him. He’s not especially empathetic or moral at all, but if he sees unnecessary suffering, he usually ends it (unless the situation is very funny). He has little love for those in positions of power and mocks them (they also are the main targets in his job), but he’s not out there being altruistic. He’s selfish, but those under his protection? – There is nothing he wouldn’t do for them. Unfortunately, he can develop into a very cruel and destructive direction when he loses someone dear to him and is in strong emotional pain. He becomes very dangerous in case his nihilistic tendencies win the upper hand entirely. ~ ENEAS, Salvadore’s mentor, maybe Tav in BG3 one day, Tiefling, Sorcerer/Bard or (depending on the universe) Warlock/Bard: His favorite sin is Greed and he believes it’s this one people are controlled by most. He is a collector of interesting, powerful, and beautiful items and a hedonist through and through who made it a philosophy to indulge in the pleasures of life. He also wants me to mention that he is fond of all seven deadly sins. His virtues: Patience, Generosity, Modesty (in a special way), Enthusiasm, and Creativity. Eneas doesn’t believe in good or evil or in the importance of those principles. Each being carries both. The worst deed can create something new and beautiful; the best intention can destroy it again. No, he is not a good person but his morals are not flexible either. He has his codex, his philosophy. He plays his games, some of them small and intimate, some immense, influencing families or whole cities/nations. He did as much good as he did evil in his long life. Some deeds he regrets, but he neither tends to be ridden by guilt nor is he especially prideful when he changes lives for the better. His attention is on the people he guides, ruins, advises, entertains, deceives. That’s what holds his interest and attention, a good story, an exciting reaction, a well-planned result, or a little surprise.

[elliespectacular]

Regarding that "Raffle"

On March 17 2023 I uploaded a YouTube Poop called "The King Files His Taxes" where King Harkinian is kidnapped by an IRS agent and finds out he owes $6000 - an unsubtle allusion to my own tax situation. The first half is on DaThings Archives if you want to see it, but the second half was a promotional stunt I pulled. There were a lot of things wrong with it. Things that could have legally gotten me in trouble had they come to pass and still has the potential to do harm. So we're gonna talk about what went wrong and how to move forward in a way that treats you fairly and with dignity.

Here was the initial pitch - Link talks about a raffle where you can join my monthly Ko-Fi supporters for a chance at winning some prizes. Already we've hit a couple of roadblocks and to understand why we need to talk about Raffles.

In a raffle, one person sells the opportunity to win something in a game of chance where a winner is selected at random and the odds are determined by the number of participants. The raffle holder tries to make a profit by selling beyond the number of entries needed to offset the cost of the prize.

However in most of the US, events like this are classified as an illegal lottery. The main sticking point is that the raffle holder takes in a profit rather than supporting a school or charity. But beyond that, the law is there to protect would-be participants from getting scammed.

I don't want you to get scammed, so we need to think about how to do things ethically. But before we get there, there's another roadblock to my original plan. Ko-Fi's terms of service clearly state that "You are prohibited from using the Ko-fi platform, service or page in connection with […] Raffles, lotteries, giveaways or games of chance where a fee is paid to enter and winners are selected at random". Ko-Fi is a great platform and we want to stay in their good graces too.

So let's look at our situation again. I as the event coordinator have two goals: Drum up enough Ko-Fi support to get out of the $6K hole, and send my belongings to good homes. However, promising supporters the chance to win prizes creates an illegal lottery.

And I'll admit, I didn't do enough of my research before posting the original video. I could have gotten in huge trouble if it weren't for the folks who gently pointed me in the right direction. I figured being upfront about what's at stake would be enough, but it turns out operating things this way creates an undesirable scenario for everyone.

So here was my original workaround: People who support on Ko-Fi are paying for the listed perks - names in the credits and Discord privileges to be specific - and agree that their purchase is not in any legally binding way considered a Raffle Entry.

But we're still violating Ko-Fi's terms on the same line because now it's a giveaway where winners are randomly selected.

We could get around this a little by selecting winners "arbitrarily" instead of randomly - basically I can use any logic I want other than randomness to determine the winners and we can call it a game of skill. But that feels phenomenally less fair, especially if I were just plain evil and decided my logic is to just pick my friends.

So where do we go from here? First and foremost I want to very sincerely apologize for this whole entire mess. The raffle idea was misguided and poorly researched, and was predicated on promises I can't legally keep. I tried to mask my desperation in confidence and spin it into a fun event, but in doing so I not only dipped my toe into legally hot water, I also misled many of you. That was the last thing I wanted and I've already lost sleep over it.

So before I get into my spiel about making things right, just know that if you were misled and you sent a Ko-Fi tip with the expectation of getting a raffle entry, you can get a refund no-questions-asked.

Refunds for PayPal: https://www.paypal.com/us/cshelp/article/how-do-i-issue-a-refund-help101 Refunds for Stripe: https://stripe.com/docs/refunds

The reality we're in is that a bunch of kind people believed in me and already gave me their money with no expectation of a refund. I still have a debt to pay and objects to share. How do we make everyone happy?

Well first, I have to legally tell you that there is no raffle and that paying for Ko-Fi only earns you the perks listed on my Ko-Fi page, which does not include any kind of raffle entry.

HOWEVER I do still have all the would-be prizes and I'd like to thank my supporters by giving them away. Since I can't do that randomly as per Ko-Fi's terms, I'm going to do it arbitrarily. So all I can say is don't be surprised if I message you and ask if you'd like one of the Lots.

And as a gesture of good faith, I'm going to be considering ALL Ko-Fi Tips that have been made - not just the monthly ones - going back as far as the opening of the Ko-Fi page itself. Honestly the whole reason I made that restriction in the first place was because I was scared of being in this debt situation again - but that was selfish of me. I shouldn't have prioritized certain kinds of support over others. I am sorry for that.

In addition, there is no more unlocking Lots at different combined tiers - I don't want to keep all this stuff. It's all gotta go, including the YTP requests.

No amount of apologies can fix the heart of this whole ordeal though - the truth is that my carelessness got the best of me and I have to accept the consequences of that. Some might see this as a whoopsie, but others may see this as broken trust - which they're right to, and I accept whatever negative reactions folks might have.

I plan on moving forward with DaThings as I have the last few years - focusing on silly videos and keeping updates like this rare. I'm sorry for flooding your subscription boxes this week. Please take good care of yourself.

Thanks

[bubbleonice]

Alexander Skarsgard and Tuva Novotny:

Alexander:

Angel of prayer: he has beeb used to tackle every challenge in life alone and never asks for help. He needs to know it is okay to ask for guidance.

Say I’m sorry: he’s got quite a big ego and doesn’t like admitting he is wrong. He conjures up a long list of excuses and explanations when he behaves poorly or fearfully.

Innocence: he carries a lot of guilt, anger and blame that may shroud his loving outlook. He clowns a lot around to lessen this burden. To make his heart lighter.

Joy: but he also bring a lot of laughter because of his ways and he brings a spirit of fun to everything he does.

Love yourself/ let go of controlling issues/ express your love: He needs to learn to love himself. And allow himself to let go of control and allow situations to unfold naturally. Only through this will he be able to fully express love and make romantic gestures.

Trust: he also needs to learn to trust and let go of past experiences. Accept the situation and let things transform.

7 of wands: He seems to be defending his territory and his successes, being challenged by others who want to take your place. You worked hard to get to where you are, but some people covet what you have and are prepared to fight you for it. expect to see an increase in ‘haters’, trolls and people who disagree with you. You will need to secure your territory and fight for what you stand for. If you’re with a partner, you may find yourself in a situation where you must fight for your relationship. There may be objections from other parties; family, other suitors, friends that oppose the two of you being together. You may have to put in a lot of effort to make the partnership last, despite many external things in your environment working against the two of you. Despite all these factors, you may be filled with confidence that this is the right thing to do.

Tuva:

Godess of strength: Stand up for what you believe, you will gain respect by holding your ground.

Acceptance: don’t force perceptions on others.

Evolution: you realize that obstacles are merely lessons on your path to love.

Stay optimistic about your love life: Positive thinking and faith always result in good things. Tuva needs to stay optimistic, learn to rely on life’s purposes. Trust that the universe has her back and always will protect her and her three children. And that her love life will bring romance. But first she needs to stop criticising her partner which will only lead to further unhappiness. Love and accept eachother and the relationship will magically transform.

5 of swords: Conflict, disagreements, competition, defeat, winning at all costs. The Five of Swords turns up when you have had a falling out, disagreement or conflict, and you are walking away with a sense of sadness and loss. You may be upset and resentful over the heated words you said and now wish you could take back. Even if you won the argument or came out the apparent victor, you realise that you have lost as much as (or more than) your opponent. This battle has cost you trust, respect or dignity, and isolated you. You will need to decide whether your point of view is so important to you that you’re willing to put your relationships in jeopardy, or if you can compromise and see eye-to-eye.

Conclusion: Both personalities are strong but weak at the same time. With their strong exterior, both are actually in need of reassurance and be reminded of their values. There is a lot of love and romance in their relationship, but there is also a good amount of disagreements. Arguments based on distrust and low self-esteem. Both are too hotheaded and quick to judge, but both are also easily broken down. It’s a very turbulent relationship.

I hope you enjoy this reading. And please keep in mind that this is done for entertainment purposes only. I use tarotcards and oracle cards actively in my readings, as well as my intuition. Energies come and go, what is relevant for today’s reading might change in a few weeks time. But some aspects will always remain constant and the same. Thank you.❤️

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Rating Ateez by much fun it would be to fight them:

Jongho: 1/10 - he eviscerates me with his brain. fight lasts exactly .5 of a second.

Wooyoung: 5/10 - there is a lot of screaming and slapping from both of us. there is no clear winner.

Yeosang: 8/10 - he puts me in a headlock and i spend the rest of the fight aggressively slapping his ass.

San: 6/10 - i think i could get a few good hits in, but i have to catch the slippery bastard first. before i can take him out he smiles at me and i am distracted, he uses this chance to suplex me.

Mingi: -20/10 - he cries and i forfeit immediately.

Yunho: 10/10 - i think he would let me win, but at what cost? my dignity? who cares, we spoon afterwards

Hongjoong: 7/10 - lots of slapping, scratching and biting. i win by punching him directly in the dick.

Seonghwa: ?/10 - we meet eyes and i forget what we were supposed to be doing in the first place. i offer to buy him precious jewels and fancy chocolates.