#i'm not allowed to ask a question? i'm so beyond upset rn it's not even funny

[polychaeteworm]

I'm not trying to reopen this, as I've blocked the person in question. I just know a lot of people who follow me but not Saira know the person claiming he's vague posting about them and I want y'all to see that Saira isn't talking about that person, since as far as I know, they haven't admitted that they were mistaken. If they did I would be silent right now. I will delete this post if someone informs me that they have. I'm just bothered when I see lies being traded around behind the back of the alter I look after, my friend and lover who has tried so fucking hard to even be able to speak.

After investigating, yeah, the mistaken person made a post with the word "embarrassing" in the cripplepunk tag in a similar time period to when Saira made the vague post about a coworker.

Sorry! Whoops. But also like why am I apologizing for a coincidence?

I think I remember seeing the post in question in passing but we didn't even see the tags on it. It is indeed kind of embarrassing to talk about ventilators to someone on one. My(and Saira's) actual opinion on how that completely separate argument was handled isn't even important because our shared human body is not on a vent. (And tbh I feel like that's the post in question? It's just genuinely not what Saira was griping about so I really don't know.) They really didn't say anything comparable beyond the word "embarrassing".

I'm not screen capping what Saira was talking about because it's long gone now, I'm not digging through the blog of someone I've long blocked, nor do I remember the exact wording/spelling of the tag to search it, but the tag Saira is actually talking about said something like "#having this poor of a reading comprehension must be sooo embarrassing" it was someone we knew IRL who claimed to be for disability rights. He's allowed to be upset about that kind of thing in a tag where people vent, sometimes angrily, about ableism? I thought? (Really sincerely wondering where the "cripples don't have to be nice, don't tone police people" folks are rn)

This other person whom I am not following nor are they following me, popped out of nowhere like 'i wasn't talking about reading comprehension".

Ok. So maybe that's prime evidence that Saira isn't talking about you? Why make an assumption about a stranger without asking first? I'm unsure how polite he needs to be to a stranger making an assumption and a false accusation about him when this is literally a flavor of trauma he's been through and you came out of nowhere.

Like confrontation from strangers bothers him a great deal and surprisingly he was actually more polite than he usually would be. You can see his comments on this post. No name calling, just a little frustration and "please leave me alone" .

This is someone in therapy working on the right way to express emotions. Maybe he was clumsy, but he was far from mean. He mentions he's a traumatized alter to say "I'm trying, I barely believe I exist" I'm still teaching him that people see that as an excuse. He doesn't really know how to say "I feel harassed" or "I don't understand" or "your assumption is triggering me" but it's a process.

I woke up ready to do damage control and apologize yesterday but I was busy trying to find a job for my chronically ill body, and now after having a look I'm not sure that I even need to or should say sorry to this person??(Genuine apologetic confusion)

I'm just blocking because I don't think this person is worth spending the spoons to interact with.

Talking to them will possibly just upset Saira more and I am more concerned about not doing anything to destabilize him during our job search.

if you aren't mutual with me then I ask, kindly, respectfully, please dont interact with this post. It is untagged and purely only so my own followers know what happened if they also know this person. Also if you do know who I'm talking about, please do not bother them about this, I'm sure they also have bigger issues and they would like to move on too.

I love you all have a great day sorry if we did anything at all to offend anyone.

Unfollowed another person who thinks it's just fucking chill to call people not fully communicating their point "embarrassing" in the tags.

[gallant-basilisk]

Yo, it's 'that time of the month' for me right now and I seriously hate life rn.... I could do with some headcanons of how yanderes Deku and poly yanderes Kiribaku would react to the reader not acting like some deranged she hulk but rather she's just calm and internally wishing to set the world on fire?

Honestly, same. (￣ヘ￣;)

I hope this makes you smile! (≧▽≦)

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Yandere Deku

Since he's used to you being rather.. 'emotional', he becomes concerned and anxious by your sudden silence.

He'd try to piss you off in the beginning, to see how bad the situation is. He'll definitely apologize profusely later on, regardless if you got angry or if you didn't.

Would take every chance to spoil you with whatever food you want, cuddle you however long you want, in hopes of making you talk.

If you tell him to leave you alone in a monotone voice– your mind completely focused on the what ifs of any chaos that could ensue– his concern would turn into slight irritation. He'd be stuck to you like a koala, his hands around you, your waist, on your shoulder, wherever you allow him.

Does not tolerate your silence for too long– depending on his current mood, that could mean just a few hours or a couple days– before he starts demanding you speak or at least pay more attention to him.

Would constantly say things like: "What are you thinking about?" "Do you want something?" "Talk to me!" "Do you even love me?" And whine.

Wouldn't let you leave his side– although that's true regardless of reason or time– and keeps you under surveillance until you talk to him.

When you do finally talk to him and tell him about what you were thinking, though you specially said you were thinking about such things as a joke and you were simply having a bad day, he chuckles and proceeds to come up with a bunch of plans to burn the world. Sometimes taking the 'set on fire part' too literally.

If you appease him and actually ask questions about these plans, he'll get incredibly excited and constantly praise you while answering.

He'll make you promise not to do this again, or he might do something.. He didn't say exactly what, but you had a pretty good guess.

Yandere KiriBaku

Kirishima immediately notices the change in your attitude and tries to playfully convince you to talk to him.

Bakugou's beyond pissed, because you're ignoring him and refusing to talk to him.

While Kirishima cuddles you and timidly nuzzles his face into your neck, he softly murmurs questions like:"Do you want to talk about it, Pebble?" or "Please, don't be upset.."

Bakugou, on the other hand, would just hoist you up and push you against the wall, glaring at you until you'd talk. Which you don't. So he just calls you names and warns that you'd be better off telling him sooner, rather than later.

Kirishima, despite being completely able and ready to hurt or even kill someone for you, he'd rather try to guilt-trip you into talking to him, but only after a certain amount of time had passed or if he becomes too concerned about your mental state. Who knows what could be going on inside your head, after all..?

Bakugou would either carry you on his shoulder or literally drag you everywhere, refusing to put you down unless you talked or at the least, lashed out at him. You didn't, and that honestly made him incredibly anxious.

They both came to the conclusion that they needed to do something about this sudden situation– after Kirishima literally had to pull the words 'I'm worried about them' out of him–, so they decide to confront you for real this time.

It doesn't go very well, since your dazed hums and nods only manage to make them both really frustrated and anxious.

Bakugou often loses his cool and it's not really surprising for him to hit you– not like actually hit you, it's more of a slap that'll always sting for a few minutes–, in which cases, Kirishima usually interferes and literally drags him away from you. Usually.

The remaining cases, you end up having a heated argument with the blond and even return the hit. The endings of this differ.

And now, he did hit you and Kirishima was more focused on getting you to talk, than to stop him. But instead of you lashing out– as they hoped you would do– you simply held your cheek in your hand, a tired expression on your face. You sighed and left the two dumbfounded boy.

"Oi, dumbass! Fucking talk ALREADY!!" Bakugou would shout repeatedly and bang on your door. "Bakubro, not now!" Kirishima would whine and try to mediate between you two. Definitely not an easy thing to do, when you refuse to talk and the blond only screams profanities.

You either lock yourself into your room 'til the next day, Kirishima convincing Bakugou to leave you alone or they refuse to back down and decide to keep tabs on you, which basically meant being sandwiched between the two in the name of cuddling until you gave in.

When you finally speak and tell them you simply just felt bad today, Kirishima apologises and even makes Bakugou apologize for their behaviour.

Kirishima would bring this up whenever he wanted to make you feel guilty later on and it usually works. It made you feel really bad, whenever you were reminded of how you treated them without any actual reason.

Bakugou wouldn't really mention it in the future, but when he does, he usually calls you an idiot, moron, or any other synonym. He does secretly make sure to pay more attention to you, not wanting you to keep secrets from him.

[crowned-ladybug]

(Same anon here) I'm really happy u liked my idea :D I love finding people with the same/similar ideas I have :> also I love your writing and I like the scenario you mentioned about Joseph and Caesar, that could lead to some angst and fluff :0

Hi I am So Sorry that this is so late, I’m not even gonna list the reasons why, I’m just. so sorry.

It’s so nice finding other ppl who enjoy the same hcs I do and getting to Talk About Them!!!

As for the plot idea - part of me wishes I could make this a proper fic but alas, I already have too much on my plate and no time/energy to write most days. It still ran away with me a bit tho so under the read more it goes!

So this is still back on Air Supplena and Caesar and Joseph are just. hanging out. Caesar is trying to Read but emphasis on Trying actually bc he’s been rereading the same damn line for the past two minutes just not comprehending any of it bc Joseph won’t stop messing with his goddamn clackers and Making Noise and it’s Distracting and Annoying and Caesar is getting real fed up with it

(Maybe if he actually Said something in a civil manner then Joseph would’ve stopped doing that and let him read instead of leaving Caesar to fume without saying Anything just expecting things to change on their own but I digress)

So eventually Caesar groans: “Jesus Christ, why do you have to be so Annoying, just Stay Quiet Already,” and he reaches over and yanks the clackers out of Joseph’s hand. “I’m taking these. There.”

And he’d be ready to just go back to reading with the clackers dropped on his lap and Joseph finally Quiet bc for all Caesar cares he can stalk off to sulk elsewhere as long as he’s Quiet about it

Joseph is not quiet about anything

The clackers, as already established, are his stim toy. His favourite at that. He’s had the dang things for a while now and they’re Perfect and he uses them so often that they’ve become His Thing and since he can use them for fighting also he doesn’t have to feel weird about having them on hand all the time

And he’s grown up with almost every adult besides Erina and Speedwagon, as well as a lot of not-adults, telling him that everything he does bc of his ADHD is weird or wrong or stupid. He’s been yelled at to stay still in school so many times and had his stim/fidget toys taken and told off for stimming (and poor volume control, and memory issues, and infodumping, and so many other things that are just Natural to him) and told to just grow up and stop acting so childish and embarrassing and annoying, that everything he ever does to make himself comfortable and happy is actually gross and immature and should be stopped-

And now Caesar just told him the same thing and it hits differently from all the other times he’s called him annoying, and he took his fuckin clackers too and he’s acting like it’s just Okay to Do and-

Joseph sees red.

Caesar has no time to react before they’re both on the floor and all he can do is try to dodge and block Joseph’s fists as he yells at him to give him his fuckin clackers back. And it’s scary beyond just. fighting someone who’s v strong and knows how to punch (bc ofc so does Caesar), it’s scary bc Joseph is v obviously Genuinely Upset?? This isn’t an impromptu wrestling match on the floor over something dumb and petty that they’ll call truce over in just a bit and go back to teasing each other. No, Caesar has somehow Fucked Up even if he doesn’t realise How nor how to Fix It

This all goes down in the span of seconds btw before Joseph like. catches himself and realises what he’s doing, which is. trying to beat his best friend into the carpet for taking his Stupid Childish Toy that he shouldn’t even Have bc what kind of Idiot gets so attached to some dumb Toy and makes Constant Annoying Noises with it. And Caesar is reaching up tentatively to put a hand on his arm to try to placate him or snap him out of it or Something and that’s when Joseph just Bolts

Like. clackers forgotten and everything, he just. utilises his favourite secret technique and runs for it

“It” being his room. He locks the door and sits on the floor next to it for a while trying to catch his breath and collect himself. Eventually he manages to get up and get his scarf to fumble with it to calm himself better bc the scarf is also Important like the clackers are

He’s fucked up Big Time. Now Caesar knows he’s weird no matter how hard he tries to save face, bc even if he doesn’t Say anything, even if he never gets his clackers back (oh god, where are they, did he leave them with Caesar, oh fuck-) his strong reaction to Caesar taking them will Definitely betray to him that Something Is Up. Caesar is a smart guy, Joseph can’t expect him not to catch on to Something being off anyway even if he doesn’t exactly know What bc it’s already enough evidence that Joseph is Weird and Childish in all the ways that are Undesirable

Caesar goes after him bc ofc he does. He wants to figure out how he fucked up and Fix It and also lbr. if this Was something Joseph would want to just be left alone with, Caesar wouldn’t really realise that until he got punched again. So he takes the clackers and goes looking for Joseph (which takes him some time bc he doesn’t Know what’s going on and thus that Joseph would be in his room where he can dig out his favourite scarf or bury himself under a pile of blankets bc that’s Comforting, and as small as the island is, it’s Full of good hiding places)

But he eventually comes up to Joseph’s room and knocks. “Jojo, you in there?”

“Go away.”

“…do you actually mean that?”

And okay that’s unfair bc even buried under three blankets (pressure is Good but his weighted blanket is at home in New York and he is here in positively Not New York) and feeling like the world is overall a v shitty place, he still likes Caesar. Even if he knows that it’s dumb to want comfort from the same person that hurt him in the first place.

And then Caesar adds: “I still have your clackers.”

And it’s not like. blackmail or anything, more like “hey I wanna give these back tho” and that’s what does it bc Joseph wants his clackers back and so he v bitterly decides that if Caesar thinks he’s gross and weird now then Joseph can just punch him and they can go back to hating each other like they had back in Rome

He hates that possibility tho

He allows Caesar in and sits up in his bed while he’s at it so that he can have at least Some dignity left. Caesar sits on the bed with him tho he does keep a larger distance than he usually does and Joseph Really hopes that’s “I don’t wanna freak you out again” kinda distance and not “you’re just gonna punch me for no reason again aren’t you” kinda distance

Before he does anything else, Caesar gives the clackers back and Joseph just. puts them down on the bed on the Caesar-free side of himself bc he’s Very Consciously trying Not to Act Weird

He doesn’t look at Caesar’s face tho bc that’s a lil too much for him rn

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Joseph just shrugs. “It’s fine, it’s…dumb.”

“It’s not dumb if it made you upset.”

And that’s so fuckin sweet and Honest and Caesar sounds like he genuinely feels bad for messing Joseph up so much but also Joseph doesn’t know what to Do with that when Caesar doesn’t even Know what he’s talking about, bc ofc it’s Dumb.

“No, it…it is dumb. Don’t worry about it.”

I’d say Caesar operates like 80% on Pure Spite so if you tell him not to worry about something he Will worry about it just to be an asshole but tbh it’s mostly just bc he loves Joseph in this case

“Can I ask why though?”

Joseph doesn’t expect whatever that is so much that he actually looks at Caesar for a moment. “Why what?”

“Why you got so upset. Or why you think it’s dumb,” and when Joseph doesn’t look convinced he continues. “I mean, we fight all the time, sure, but it’s never Serious…right?”

He genuinely looks Uncertain there for a moment and that’s a Big Fuckin Ouch bc of Course it’s never serious, ever since they took turns punting each other into that fountain in Rome none of their fights have been actually serious. They spar for training and they have joke-fights bc it’s fun to rile each other up and gain bragging rights but it’s never about Hurting and in face of real danger they’d protect each other over themselves in a heartbeat

So Joseph just nods, and Caesar carries on.

“But back there you got. really fucked up over what I did and. I guess I just wanna know Why so I know not to do that again?” and with that even He thinks he’s done but then he adds: “You’re my friend.”

And that’s such a fuckin clumsy way to end it bc he can’t say the rest of it, the “I know this here isn’t about comfort but I want you to be comfortable anyway” and “the world is shit and I don’t wanna be another person who hurt you” and “I love you.” So he just leaves it at that.

Joseph automatically wants to go “that’s easy, don’t take my clackers then, dipshit” but like. 1, Caesar is being v v nice so he Won’t be mean in return and 2, there’s so much more connected to his Weirdness that could set him off the same way besides his clackers being taken. So instead he just really appreciates the sentiment and Caesar in general and decides that it’s all a too big a can of worms for him to wrangle and he’d rather just weather the painful parts as they come

“It’s fine, you wouldn’t get it anyway, it’s fine.”

“Why?”

“I dunno, just no one gets it! Whatever, it’s weird shit.”

“If you think I don’t get it, fine, then explain it to me!”

And Joseph doesn’t know what to fuckin Say to that bc no one besides his family has ever asked him to do that. It was always just being told to put his stim toys away and stop moving too much and oh fuck just shut up already, never Why.

He makes a vague noise bc he forgets how to Words for a moment bc of that, and Caesar takes it as a question.

“Jojo, we’re gearing up to fight a bunch of gods with ancient magic so that we can get two rings of poison out of your body, and you really think I can’t handle ‘weird’? Because I can, thank you very much, and it’s You, so I don’t Care if it’s weird anyway.

(He ignores the huge fuckin implications of that and just keeps talking.)

"So, will you explain so that I can understand?”

And he’s Smiling and how Dare and oh fuck when did Joseph even manage to look at him again. He stares for a lil too long bc What The Fuck before he goes “Okay.”

And Caesar’s smile grows into a grin like he really is just. genuinely happy to understand this part of Joseph and make sure he doesn’t hurt him again, and Joseph braces himself for an awkward conversation with Hopefully a happy ending.

(And Joseph ends up being right bc Caesar doesn’t Understand, he can’t really fully understand.

But he Tries and more importantly he Listens and he Learns and is v adamant about the fact that Joseph isn’t Weird and Wrong when it comes to these things. So he doesn’t take away the clackers again and he finally connects the dots about why Joseph always lets him lean too much of his weight on him even if he risks toppling the two of them over and so he keeps doing it. He learns Joseph’s hyperfixations and how to prod him into talking about them to make him happy or distract him from shitty things, and what it looks like when his RSD kicks in and how to act around it.

Maybe he doesn’t Get It but it’s part of Joseph, and he loves all the other parts of Joseph too. And also tbh he’s a decent fuckin human being, even if he didn’t love Joseph so much he still wouldn’t act like an asshole about this stuff.)

[will-stuart-blog]

Do You Hear the Muffins Crumbling?

Flora: So she thought to let him speak first, as there wasn’t much for her to say at this point–other than speak her mind, which would not be a good thING. Her lips pressed to a thin line, she could only think of his words, which were now reflected back to her, she was too good for him. Otherwise he wouldn’t have done the things he had done. So with a frown she, she allowed her eyes to catch his gaze, and understand.

Will: [When he was told he had a visitor, he immediately assumed it was his mother again, bringing some kind of unwanted information about things that his Aunt Mayson might have said. However, when he was brought out, he was shocked and kind of upset when he saw Flora on the other side of the glass. He gave her this look like "whY?" as he sat down. He picked up the phone as she did the same, and when she said nothing, he let out a sigh.] What are you doing here?

Flora: [She didn't answer immediately, and then the thought occured that she may have been pressed for time, so there is a tiny shrug, and if she hadn't already looked sad, she is looking a little extra sad, as she's taken aback with that form of greeting.] I had to see for myself. When I read the paper, I thought... [Shaking her head at herself rn.] I thought no way but... [She stops.] What are you doing here, Will? [And for once in her lifetime there is an angry tone in Muffin's tiny vOICE.]

Will: [He shrugs a big ole nonchalant shrug.] If you read the paper, you already know what I'm doing here, Flora. [Angry Muffin tone fazes him not.]

Flora: [So she nods, yes, she knew, and now apparently wasting her time as she already knew. there's a moRE angry tone, and now she's sighing] I wanted to see you, Will. I didn't want it to be true, but you're just proving me wrong. [There's a pause.] Why did you do it?

Will: [HE'S ANGRY TOO, JOIN THE CLUB, FLORA.] Because that worthless piece of--... [He takes a deep breath in and out again.] Because of what /he/ did.

Flora: [There's a frown, and don't remind me of what happened Will Stuart. Don't remind me of what happened to /me/ and don't remind me that I'm going to be the reason why you're in there, so she sits up and has to ask.] And do you feel justified? [She is shaking her head at him, with an even hurt face.] Do you think that this has made anything better? [And there it is a look in the damn eye, straight up peircing soul shit from Flora Fenton.] For me. [Emphasis times fifteen million.]

Will: [He does nothing but turn his gaze away from her. Because, while he definitely felt justified when he thought the guy was going to be dEAD, he doesn't anymore, but he's not going to air that particular thought, because he sees that she's already angry. BUT, he can't find it in him to be upset that she's angry with him. BECAUSE, YEAH, WAIT, NO. IT IS JUSTIFIED. Because the guy did something WAY worse than what Will did. So he doesn't answer Flora's questions, because fight me.]

Flora: [There you have it. Flora is now completely upset, because look at Will. He can't even look at her, and if he truly believes that he is justified, there was no way she could ever agree to that. So that's when the tears begin, because no, surely the biker guy had done something terrible, that would forever scare the poor girl. The damage, as it seemed would not be fading away, but what Will did, activiely seek out, and hurt someone on purpose. Well she didn't see a difference, now, she couldn't.] When will you stop being so... [And let's throw in a break down, because she wanted to say disappointingly right, but she couldn't bring herself to, especially through all the tears.]

Will: [He still couldn't bring himself to look at her; especially when he could hear her crying over the phone. He didn't want her to cry, and he didn't want her to feel the way she was feeling, but he /couldn't/ feel bad about his own decisions. He didn't regret it at all, even sitting in a jail, he couldn't do it. So, finally, /FINALLY/, he turns back to look at her deaD IN HER CRYING EYES.] Whatever the end of that question was going to be, let's just say that the safe answer is 'I won't'. And maybe /now/ you'll believe me about what I've said.

Flora: [She did. She believed him, and it hurt her even more, him affirming it all, but crying, blubbering upset, and hurt beyond repair Flora had no filter.] Who are you? [So there's a PAINful expression, which surely Will doesn't even notice because he's being Will.]

Will: [He shrugged, and his eyes turned away again, because he's not a ROBOT, JERICA. HE UNDERSTANDS DIFFERENT EXPRESSIONS AND THEIR MEANINGS. So, yeah, the pain in her face doesn't make him feel good, but he can't do anything about that now, because what would he even attempt to do? What was done was done, and he couldn't change it, and nothing he could say would make Flora feel better.] The same guy I've always been, Flora.

Flora: [So parrish you're right about that, there was nothing he could say to make her feel any better, and she's realized this, and she's tired of crying in front of Will, as she'd now decided, that he was not worthy of her tears. Not if he was going to be this cruel, and surely not if he were right all along. And the glimmers of hope have passed, and she's no longer wishing Will would do anything but upset her.] I will... [there was a huff, and a momentary clearing of her tears.] never [again a clearing to where it's all just sniffles.] forgive you for this. [And so slowly but surely she takes that phone and hangs it up before staring at him if only for a moment. Yes, there are some moRE crying and then she gets up to leave and i'm done with you.]