#its mainly on school stuff which sucks

[t-lostinworlds]

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[fallingstarslookthesame]

☄️ᯓ 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞

HAIII!!!

Welcome to the silly nation‼️

...where you watch me say wild stuff, pretty much😗😗

𝘾𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙛𝙛 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚:

-> My name's Reine, but Vanilla will do great too!!! I prefer being called w my name tho :DD

-> I like MCR, PTV, FOB, SWS, and kindaaaaa getting into tokio hotel bc of my menace sister..

-> I use She/Her

-> I got a MILLION hobbies!!! Feel free to ask me about THOSE 😗

-> Idk if this really matters,, but my mbti is ENFJ!!!!

-> I also like sports, mainly football (or soccer???) And I'm surely one big fan of Arsenal FC💯 I'm being serious. I LOVE football so much, please talk to me about it I will get EXCITED 😨

-> I'm in highschool!!!! It sucks here....which means I'm a minor chat🙏

-> my (PLATONIC) husband @elvirassecretmistrezz 🫶🫶

-> Outside of my music taste, I'm very open to listening to anything!! You can always talk to me about artists from other genres 😴😴 (*cough cough* hip hop and R&B)

-> Sometimes I'll be a little bit of a slut for some dude named Tony Perry... Don't mind that pls🙏🙏

-> Lets just assume I like every fandom until I say I don't know what you're on about 🥱🥱

🍁𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬...

𝙆𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙:

I'm NEVER too cool for anyone!!! Talk to me!!! don't miss a chance for a good friendship...I LOOOOOVE friends ❤️

ALSO random fun fact but I'm the OPPOSITE of quiet kids,, I'm TOO loud!!! (if you haven't figured that out....) and hey,, I'm a lil smart🧐 its so easy to grab my attention with anything history/geography,, AND SCIENCE!!! 🫶

But remember I'm VERY unserious....don't take anything I say to heart!!! And the corny emojis are not fr😭

💫𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡!

𝐃𝐍𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

-If you're Dhar Mann.

Yeaaah, I have nothing against anyone really 😭😭 sometimes I think of putting something like "MCR5 DENIERS!!!" but then I think I can probably tolerate these people to an extent 😗😗

Dhar Mann tho is a different story, he's my sworn enemy.

As long as you're not going to sell me on temu,, you should be good🔥🔥 (exception for @millkky)

🪐𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞...

𝙊𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧/𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨:

yea I need a whole section for those, so what🙄😒???

@oddvanilla is technically also my main

My grandkid would be @how-long-till-im-a-fan-of-ptv,, and my GREAT grandkid is @hourly-pierce-the-veil... Interesting family tree, huh?🥱🥱

Then you've got the quiet cousin who's running on queue like ALL the time @sireninfestedwaters (jus stuff that are so perfect they satisfy me) and the cool aunt would be @trossards19jersey (Arsenal posting)

Edit: WOW LOOK AT THAT ANOTHER PTV SIDEBLOG!!! IM DEFINITELY GREAT AT MANAGING A MILLION PTV SIDEBLOGS 😎😎 @bestptvsongtournament

Edit 2; sideblogs are my therapy... @pencilchaos for occasional art, I run a whole school called @hellsite-school ...and I also run @hourlysamepicofeminem and soon MORE ptv blogs🤑🤑🤑🤑

🍂𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬!!

Cats or gtfo

Ya girl is slightly insane....

[bellatheinkdemon]

Say, person viewing this post,

Do you like PolyChampions? Do you like PolyChampions angst? Do you like PolyChampions angst that focuses on Prune Juice?

If you said yes to either of those (or you're just curious about this post) than boy do I have the Au you may or may not be interested in.

So, our story begins at Parfeadia Institute, with it being a regular day with some experimenting. However, one of the student's experiment goes terribly wrong, causing an accident. (I should quickly note that I don't have a clear idea on what experiment the Parfeadia student did, do that's sorta up to interpretation. 🤷) The teachers, with the help of Prune Juice, quickly got the other students out of the classroom. However, before Prune Juice could get out of the classroom, an explosion happens and only the worst can be presumed for poor Prune Juice.

As the teachers and students just stood their in silence, there was a movement. Many thought it was Prune Juice, who managed to somehow got out of the classroom without being injured, however these thoughts were quickly shut down. It turned out to be a creature that looked oddly similar to the Prune Jelly creature Prune Juice could summon, but it looked different. It looked like Prune Juice.

Because it IS Prune Juice! That explosion somehow turned Prune Juice into a hybrid between a Cookie and a Prune Jelly beast. (Prune Juice Jelly Cookie? Can we consider him a Cookie now?)

Before anyone knew it, the Prune Jelly creature had started attacking the teachers and students! Not just the ones from the classroom before, but any Cookie that approached them. This cause the entirety of Parfeadia Institute to evacuate, leaving an empty school, besides y'know who.

Cue Capsaicin and Kouign Amann, who (somehow) heard about what happened at Parfeadia Institute and rushed their immediately, hoping their boyfriend (Prune Juice) was okay. When they couldn't find him in the crowd of students and teachers outside the school, Kouign Amann and Capsaicin headed inside, before anyone could tell them about Prune Juice's presumed death and the Prune Jelly creature inside.

Once Kouign Amann and Capsaicin made it in the somewhat destroyed classroom, they found the Prune Jelly creature, staring at Prune Juice's hat. (Or I guess he's staring at his own hat.) Kouign Amann assumed that the Prune Jelly creature had killed Prune Juice, since their was "strawberry jam" on the floor, and immediately attack them, in which they attacked back, placing Prune Juice's hat back down onto the floor. Capsaicin, however, was hesitant on attacking the Prune Jelly creature, mainly due to how they reacted to Prune Juice's hat and its appearance.

(Also another quick side note, the reason why they're quotation marks around "strawberry jam", it's because that's not actually strawberry jam. It's paint that so happens to match the colour of strawberry jam.)

Then, like a light switch, everything clicked inside Capsaicin's head, realising who the creature really was. While that was happening with Capsaicin, Kouign Amann had weaken the Prune Jelly creature, and as she was about to do her final strike, Capsaicin stopped her.

Capsaicin basically tries to explain that the Prune Jelly creature is Prune Juice, but Kouign Amann wasn't having it. She thought there was no way Prune Juice was this thing! So Capsaicin turned to Prune Juice, who was still acting aggressive despite his weaken state, and tried to calm him down. (Again this is up to interpretation) And it works! This also manages to makes Kouign Amann realised that this is Prune Juice.

So Capsaicin and Kouign Amann need more therapy (Prune Juice too once he somehow turns back) and they have to deal with their now jelly monster boyfriend.

As we know, I suck ass at explaining stuff, but hoo boy do I love angst between talking gingerbread man.

[satorkiees]

broadcasting team *ੈ✩‧₊˚

synopsis- when reo joins the broadcasting team, it's a hassle but as time as go on, maybe feelings change?

content: angst if you squint, mostly fluff, not proofread, idiots in love

wc: 2.7k

due to your part-time occupation as the school’s sports and general broadcaster, you were quite popular in hakuho high school. although people outside of your school questioned why you even needed a broadcaster, you weren’t awfully surprised because the whole nature of your school was grand in every way.

hakuho high school was a testament to all of the alumni that came before it, filled with businessmen and nobility alike. kids from all over came to your school for the high-tech facilities and the grandiose experience: sprawling sport complexes filled throughout the school within the multiple buildings such as; swimming, fencing and volleyball which all had their own niche of adoring fans. currently, you were the only general broadcaster along with your newly-made acquaintance reo.

not only a force of nature but a loud bundle of energy. his whole demeanour exuded confidence and extroversion meaning his general announcements often elicited giggles and laughs from his quick wit and charm. a pleasure to work with you thought but honestly a tad overwhelming. your reserved nature may seem unfitting for your job to some, however it ended up working quite well - a calm, collected way to often start off the school’s morning with general announcements and upcoming events.

though, that was all sent haywire when reo joined.

“good morning hakuho high! it’s june 7th today and make sure to keep yourselves safe for the upcoming holiday weekend.”

“don’t do anything we wouldn’t do!” reo chimed in, smugness evident on his face from his lame joke.

“of course. that’s all from us today. have an amazing day hakuho high.” you ended the broadcast with a deep sigh.

for the 3rd time this week, you begged your club leader to separate the both of you in broadcasts but they refused simply saying “audience retention is at an all time high” despite the broadcasting being aired to the whole school regardless. giving up, you went back to the table to clear up your water bottle and notes for your next class when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“i can’t believe you don’t want to work with me.” faux-hurt evident in his voice as he held his hand up to his heart. you rolled your eyes.

“it’s nothing personal, i’ve just been doing it by myself for so long,” you said, gathering the last of your stuff “plus your jokes suck.”

dramatically, reo clutches his hands over his stomach mimicking a great wound. “your words cut so deep.” 

“goodbye reo.” you turn on your heel. though unimpressed, a slight smile tugged on your lips.

after a rough start as partners, the both of you both got into the flow of working with one another. a playful energy in the studio and slowly his extroversion ( and unfunny jokes ) had begun to wear off on you. he was glad. something about how your laughter orchestrated a symphony of sound between the two of you, a composition of giggles with an eruption of cackles mixed in warmed his heart and it was something he was glad he was able to share with you. due to both of your guys’ likeability, your club leader insisted that the team should “expand its target audience” by adding a podcast starring mainly the two of you as the “audience wanted more”. 

however, despite the extra time both of you shared together, it began to feel like not enough. though time slowed down in reo’s presence, it felt as though when it was over, you had only just begun hanging out. the seconds stretch into an eternity, the conversations flowing as naturally as time itself and you silently wishing the time would last forever. because as soon as you both left that room and parted ways, it felt as though you were both strangers. obviously, you both greeted each other in the halls but it felt as if there was this thick sense of awkwardness in the air whenever you had the urge to go up and talk to him - so you never did. and it was the time away from him that made you realise the unparalleled sense of joy you got from being around and with reo mikage. however, there was a nagging feeling in the back of your brain that maybe this “connection”, this “bond” you felt was nothing but a fantasy in your head. you trudged on though, stomaching this immanent feeling.

both of you had finished your last broadcasting for the term, easy conversation filled the air until it was abruptly cut by reo. “i’m quitting broadcasting at the start of next term.” a deep feeling of disappointment settled in your chest and the immanent feeling threatened to move higher up your threshold. “i know it sounds cheesy but i want to follow my dreams, you know?” he said, looking at you with a passion more intense than you had ever seen it. “i’m gonna be the number 1 footballer.” if he had told you that in passing, you may have laughed but there was something about the look in his eye which legitimised his claim. 

“i do want to hang out with you though.” beads of sweat formed on the back of his neck, his ears tinged a light pink “outside of this broadcasting thing,”

“oh” was all you could muster. butterflies erupted in your stomach smothering all past feelings of doubt you had about reo. maybe he was just nervous as well?

“i mean only if you want to of course but-”

“sure, i’d love to.” you said as nonchalantly as you could however your inability to look at his grinning face said a lot more.

during spring break, the both of you had settled on going to a cafe to try out the new spiderman deserts to celebrate the upcoming movie. soft ambience filled the air, creating a warm, relaxing atmosphere easing you both into a familiar, comfortable conversation. 

he had arrived 10 minutes early prior to the meeting out of pure anxiety that he’d somehow miss the whole event. with a mixture of nerves and anticipation, he had gotten up way earlier to prepare for today. in his bedroom, he had little trinkets or photos from you from past broadcasting events which all reminded him of what was to come today. since the day he had asked you to hang out, he kicked himself for framing it as a friendly thing when he was certain that he did like you. 

clothing was sprayed erratically across the whole area of his room, swarming the floor with the latest pieces. all of which showcased a multitude of potential clothing items which were perfectly fine to wear out with a “casual hangout with a friend”. meticulously, he sorted through his potential options and finally decided on an outfit which was casual enough for a cafe but not too casual that it looked like he had just thrown it on. as he moved on and styled his hair, he burnt through a variety of options ranging from horrific to mediocre at best. so he stuck to what he knew, his hair long in a middle parting and styled, drowsed himself in cologne and got out of the door.

because of his underestimation of everything in his routine besides his outfit picking, he had gotten here a bit early and was mindlessly scrolling through his phone waiting for a text from you. though the text never came, you arrived shortly after he had gotten there (also earlier than your arranged time). 

“hey reo.” your voice pulling him away from his phone and as he locked eyes with yours, his breath was caught in his throat, taken aback from the sight of you in something other than uniform and more dressed up. to him, you always looked good, put together but there was something about seeing you in clothes that accentuated who you were as a person and a different hairstyle that got to him.

“hello,” his eyes widened, captivated by your beauty. in unknown territory of your presence, words failed him. making your way into the cafe, 

“can i ask you something?” reo said, determination laced in his voice. you simply nodded, maybe this was it? he was going to confess to you.

“i need your help to cover my teams’ matches, build hype, stuff like that.” 

oh. you were a bit off and the disappointment was present in your demeanour for just a second, something reo caught onto but words failed him again. nonetheless, you agreed to help your friend out.

and with that spring came and went and the beginning of a new term was always a busy one, everyone finding their place back into the system settling into the robotic nature of the place. and by routine, you and reo welcome your peers back into the hellscape.

“hello hakuho high!” reo says brightly, his vibrant personality shining through as strongly as a thousand stars. “welcome back to the new semester! hope you had an amazing spring break.”

“indeed.” you chimed in, less enthusiastically. “this semester is a big one for our volleyball team so be sure to be there.”

“tickets are on sale already for the 7th! be there or be square!” 

“and sad news for hakuho high’s broadcasting team, we are losing a member.” you said sorrowfully.

“it’s me, sorry guys.” reo butted in, completely derailing your suspenseful reveal.

“i was gonna do a big reveal with suspense and all” you whisper shouted to him covering your mic to avoid detection.

“sorry.” he said, though a bright smile was evident on his face.

“however… stay tuned cause this won’t be the last time we’ll see reo! i’ve heard talk about a hakuho football team emerging…” you said dramatically, upping the theatrics.

“really? no way? when?” reo matched your energy effortlessly

“guess we’ll just have to find out!” you said winking at reo. his radiant smile infectious to you and everyone around him. and just like that, that’s the end of reo’s broadcasting “career”. gutted, your club leader gives him a goodbye and so do you.

once you're finished packing up, a bittersweet feeling begins to form in your chest. of course it was great reo was moving onto bigger and greater things but there was the feeling that you were being left behind - that you were about to be forgotten. 

that’s when he pulled you into an embrace, an embrace that derailed all of your prior thoughts, an embrace that spoke so much louder than words. as you both embraced on another, it felt like the whole room began to fade away - leaving a gentle reminder of the connection you had built together.

as you drew closer, your bodies aligned, fitting together like two puzzle pieces that had finally found their match. it was right in every sense: the way your hearts beat synced, echoing the unsaid want - need - for one another. he used less cologne than he had on the date but his smell still enveloped you the same. an intoxicating blend that had come synonymous with reo and your infatuation with him.

though, when you both released from that hug, a bittersweet longing was left in both of your hearts - much similar to the one you felt prior to his embrace. however, his imprint on you would linger for as long as your heart would allow it.

over your time together, you had found out about the dreams reo harboured, his passion and what fuels him to become better, to strive to be great - football. he’d find a way to mention it in passing every time you talked whether it was about the new league match or the u-18s in the area. his drive shone through his words.

even when he declared that “we should start up a football team.” in the cafe whilst you were devouring a cookie.  your eyes widened, slightly offput by reo’s declaration and with the use of the word “we”. football was not your thing. honestly, you were surprised you had enough coordination to pull off the broadcasting thing but you? playing football? no chance.

“we?” you asked, tilting your head to side.

“i mean, there’s gotta be some interest for a football team in our school.” a fiery enthusiasm ignited within his eyes, a warning to you that this was the start of something new, dangerous - something you weren’t sure you’d even have the time for. “ i know you’re not sporty as such but you could help drum up support for our team. i’ll get the members and you build the hype. as long as we have both, we should be set.” deep down, you knew reo was deeply underestimating the magnitude of his idea and grossly overestimating your ability to ‘build up hype’ but there was something about him. the way time stood still when he begun on his spiel and how his passionate declaration left no room for indifference. it was if he has transported you to a world where there was no barrier whatsoever and this dream of his was something attainable, easy even. so stupidly, you agreed. his eyes filling up with the immense amount of passion that he spoke.

there was something about his eyes that made you feel like you were able to help him.

building a football team was not that easy.

you were right when you had felt that dreadful feeling of something going wrong in your stomach however you supposed it wasn’t that bad.

to your own surprise, it was quite easy to build up hype for the idea of a football team. with your journalistic skills (and popularity) it was easy to drum up interest for the potential football club but the problem was getting people to play. for 3 months straight, reo held trials for the club and the bubbly, calm exterior he had completely hardened and freezed over when scouting people for his club. his demeanour was icy and cold, a human iceberg in the flesh. the many times you had come to the trials, you felt the cold gusts of air come from his harsh comments. thankfully, in the end, he got his starting 11 with 5 subs… a process that was long and unyielding to all those involved.

eventually, everything was certified by the school and over those months they were given the go ahead to play near the end of the term. you’d been doing your part preparing by watching sports commentators to pick up the style in time for the first game.

the day arrived, the bleachers fulled up to the brim from both schools. though you’d never seen the team play in action, you knew that reo and nagi (who he had miraculously found and convinced to play with him) were incredibly good as well as a couple others. excitement and nerves bubbled in your chest before the game due to you broadcasting to this many people. reo unable to find you before the game sends you a quick text:

reo: “good luck !! you’ll do great and thank you so much for everything you’ve done for me ;)”

you: “no worries!! and thank you. good luck to you too !! :D”

“good morning hakuho high and kinbaku academy, today we’re here to witness the first game of the county league which will lead to nationals!” you began, eyes bright and nerves calming down as you were getting started. and so the game began, and it was a slaughter to say the least. you weren’t into football that much but seeing reo play made you want to start. him and nagi were an unstoppable duo. 

“the final score was 5-2 to hakuho high! thank you for attending and well done hakuho high!” you closed off the game after 90 minutes - an effortless win for hakuho high’s football team. rushing, you made your way down towards the pitch to congratulate reo for his win when you feel something heavy on your back toppling you over. you’re met with a symphony of ecstatic laughing from your purple haired friend. if the sun embodied a person, it was him. joining in with his laughter, the both of you were cracking up for seemingly no reason but nonetheless, it filled your heart with glee.

“maybe this is out of the blue, but go on a date with me?” reo managed after getting through his last fit of giggles. and your eyes shone as bright as a thousand stars, he thought to himself when you agreed with a nod, still giggly from the sudden laughing fit you both had.

that’s when he was certain he wanted to be with you.

a/n - i am a reo kisser sorry

[elendsessor]

on the 8th of this month, wii u and 3ds servers are shutting down, and i really cannot stress enough how horrible that is not just on a preservation point but how it affects the future of gaming and i think the monster hunter games on both consoles put that into perspective.

ignoring the overall boom in at least 3ds online play because of how easy it is to hack it, i noticed a lot of games are focused more on matchmaking than anything and it’s depressing. while i haven’t done any of 3u’s hub stuff yet, 4u is a perfect example of why we need online hubs.

i mean aside from how wrong val habar’s hub’s gonna look without players in it especially when an entire lively cutscene shows it off, there is nothing like how hubs worked in old school. 3u and 4/4u’s hubs aren’t locked behind capcom servers and frankly it was all the more welcoming. you’re given so much incentive to interact with players. speaking from my own experiences since i still play online from time to time, the amount of people i met through and talked with in the span of 3-4 hour sessions did help me get used to actually talking and coordinating with others. learned a lot of useful tips, too.

idk there’s something about being forced into a lil hunter family for awhile that is completely unmatched. just being put into online matchups doesn’t. i feel like there’s a lot more toxicity when playing with randos period since you aren’t forced to get along. you don’t even need voice chat for it yet unless you do enable vc or you’re playing with friends, it does make it harder to connect with others.

gu’s switch servers are still up but the problem there comes from how the nintendo switch does online. first ok switch’s online servers suck ass. i’ve had more problems with it than i did with the 3ds and the 3ds is significantly older and is on weaker hardware that shouldn’t be acceptable. but also you have to pay for the online stuff in a subscription format which automatically alienates a good chunk of players. why pay for a crappy online service anyways especially when it’s a lot to begin with and people do not have that kind of money to waste anymore. unless you consistently play on a switch there is no reason to get it. i noticed back in the animal crossing new horizons days how quickly the online dies off mainly because there’s not much to do. new leaf had a hub of its own in a sense (aka the entire town), especially with tortimer island having mini games. after the acnh boom there was nothing, and really the only people who had their islands open were ones for turnip prices and if they had someone like celeste. you’d go in, do whatever, then leave.

old school monster hunter has what i believe to be the most ideal online play and the fact that it’s being taken away is genuinely depressing. there are currently work in progress 3ds servers being made, namely pretendo, but as wonderful as they are, i don’t think it’s fair to anyone that the only way you can see your online friends is through fan servers you’ll have to go through a process to even try and play online.

[tending-the-hearth]

Heya!! 😄 Been meaning to ask you more about your Turtle Angst AU, so here’s my questions!

How did you come up with the idea for your AU? Why choose the 2012 turtles as the subject of the angst? And out of all the things you have planned what are you the most excited to share about the story?

Cuz me personally I adore this story and the potential of the angst ITS SO GOOD 😂 also, you’re a strong writer!! You captured every single trait of the different iterations and you pulled it off splendidly!!

That’s all!! Have a good day! 😊

hi friend!!!

so first, the reason for picking the 2012 turtles to be the center/subject of the angst is simply because the 2012 show is my absolute favorite version of the turtles. the characters, the relationships, i love them all so much. it's also the version that i grew up watching with my brothers, so there's also definitely a nostalgia to it (granted i was 12 when the show came out, but you get what i mean lol).

the idea mainly stemmed from the fact that i am a SUCKER for crossovers, especially cheesy ones, and tmnt is probably the best thing to crossover, because there are so many versions. at first it was just "rottmnt meets 2012 and they bond because yay their dads both used to be human!"

but then i got into the idea of tang shen actually being alive, and then things just snowballed from there, especially pulling from the fact that 2012 splinter mainly got the turtles in order to help his loneliness after losing his wife and daughter. so ✨angst✨

it's also just a fun thing for me to write because the versions of the turtles that i'm using are all SO different from each other, and have such specific mannerisms that it's surprisingly easy when i'm writing to differentiate between them? like the bayverse is automatically the oldest group, so they're more mature, and then rottmnt and mutant mayhem both have such specific characterizations for the boys + their extended groups that i don't find it all too difficult to have to write them differently! it helps that, after the 2012 iteration, bayverse and mutant mayhem are tied for my favorites, and rottmnt is next in line!

for upcoming updates for the AU, here's what i have planned out so far!

the beginning, when tang shen returns, and things start to fall apart

The Fight, in which raph finally breaks, yells at splinter, then leaves (i may or may not have already started writing this one 👀)

probably some type of angsty 4 + 1 with the turtles and casey, april, xever, chris, and then finally all of them together

definitely a few fluffy pieces with all the turtles together exploring each other's different dimensions

another 4 + 1 with the 2012 boys and then their specific versions of themselves from other dimensions

the Confrontation, when 2012 splinter is cornered by the other splinters and turtles, and things come to a head

POSSIBLY a 2012-universe fight against shredder that may lead into another confrontation, this time with the 2012 boys

i cannot WAIT to start writing more!! this weekend i'm actually moving into my very first apartment, but school is almost out for the summer (and my fellow teachers know the end of the year absolutely SUCKS because of grading and graduations and field days), so i'll have a lot of time coming up to get stuff banged out!

[jacksdinonuggets]

I FINALLY DID IT!

Amity has a bad autism day and Luz takes her home to regress.

Amity whimpered as another loud noise came crashing in. It was supposed to be a good day. But it wasn't. Everything felt overwhelming and too much. 

Right now, she was in her 5th period with Luz but even she couldn't help her. The teacher didn't care about the students and let everyone do whatever they wanted. This led to chaos and also made Amity extremely overwhelmed. 

Her brain stopped working properly and it was getting hard to process the information. Her heart started to beat faster as she checked the time and her process on the worksheet. Suddenly, she began to feel really tired mentally. Everything was too much and she couldn't even feel motivated to do her work.

Luz started to notice the behavior in her girlfriend.

“Sweet potato? Are you okay?” She asked. Amity shook her head.

“Can you tell me what's wrong?” 

Amity shook her head again. She really didn't want to talk at the moment.

“Its alright, lets step outside for a sec, hm?” Luz suggests. Her and Amity get up and go outside. The teacher was too absorbed in their paperwork to notice them leave.

Once they were outside, Luz pulled out the cat communication device and so did Amity. They mainly used these for one she went non-verbal. However, as she went to type, she felt like she couldn’t. Spelling out the words and figuring out which emoji was which letter was frustrating her. A pouty lip had formed on her face and she became angry with the device and not being able to understand it. She stomped her foot, trying to get her brain to work.

Luz noticed the small behaviors in the girl and realized what was happening quickly.

“Baby, are you feeling small?” She asked. Amity nodded.

“Its alright, sweetie. How old?” Amity held up 2 fingers. Luz pondered on what to do.

“How about I take you home, so you can regress properly?” she offered. The witch nodded and hugged Luz, signaling that she was feeling clingy.

Luz held her hand while she checked her out in the front office. The school knew about Amity’s regression and would allow her leave when she was feeling under 5 years old but she needed to have someone with her and check her out.

When they got to the empty Blight manor, Amity curled up on the couch and summoned a baby blanket for her to cuddle with. The soft texture of her blanket made her feel peaceful. 

Luz sat down and the witch laid her head in her lap. Luz put on nursery rhymes from the crystal ball for her to listen to. However, not much time later, Amity began sucking on her thumb. 

“Ami, where’s your paci?”

Amity made a babble that sounded like she was…angry? Or denying. Luz put two and two together and realized that Amity was probably denying her need for her pacifier.

“Are you sure you don’t want your binky? Your thumb has lots of germs on it and it probably doesn’t taste good, does it?” Luz said. Amity shook her head, as it had that weird skin and soap taste. 

Luz sighed. She didn't want to get up but she also didn't want nasty germs to get inside the Littles mouth. 

“How about i get your paci and you can go pick out a stuffy to cuddle with?” Luz came up with.

“Uppies?” She quietly asked. Her words were slowly coming back.

“Of course!” Luz got up and pick up the girl from the couch. She squealed with delight as she was carried to her room where her little stuff was. 

While Luz washed her pacifier in the sink, Amity was having trouble deciding what stuffy to pick out. Something as small as this could cause a tantrum. If she was already having a hard time regulating her emotions, trying to make decisions was going to be a really big trouble for her.

As she sat in her room, surrounded by her plushies and flapping her hands from getting stressed about this, Luz popped her head in.

“Hey, Amity, I’m done cleaning your binky! Did you find a buddy?” She asked. Amity shook her head and started to pull her hair. She didn’t know what to pick! She had her Hecate themed bear, but she also had a cool griffon. But what about her other stuffies? Like Otabin or the abomination stuffy? What if the other’s thought she didn’t love them? What if they hated her? Or didn’t want to be her stuffy anymore? Tears started to pour and she began sobbing.

“Sweetie, whats wrong?!” Luz ran over to her and tried to comfort her by hugging her but that only had it worse. Amity started to kick and wail. The feeling of someone touching her while she was panicking was torture. She was fine when she was calm but now? It felt like a million needles pricking her.

“I’m sorry, I won’t touch. Can we try to take some deep breaths?” Luz said in an attempt to calm her down. However, Amity wouldn’t listen. When Luz tried to show and demonstrate breathing techniques, Amity started to hit the floor with her fists and sobbed more.

Luz quickly pulled out her own scroll, knowing this would be the last resort, She began to call Em.

“Emira, how do you calm down Amity when she’s having a meltdown while regressed?!?!” She yelled right when Em picked up. She had to yell because Amity’s scream-cries were really loud.

“Woah, okay, good thing i skipped class, uhh, hug her and try to get her to take deep breaths,”

“That didn’t work, she’s not okay with touch right now, and she’s not listening to me,” Luz said.

“Uhh…Singing! She often gets calmed down if you sing lullabies to her. Just try not to put in her pacifier, she often gets clogged noses when crying,” Emira suggested. She could hear the cries of her baby sister in the background of the call.

“Okay, thank you Em,”

“Oh, and if that doesn’t work, get her blanket and wait it out. That’s usually the only other option. She’ll tire herself out.” 

“Thank you so much Em,”

“No worries, just take care of my baby sis,” she said before hanging up the call.

Luz turned back to Amity who was still on the floor, thrashing herself around.

“Hey, Mittens, focus on my voice for a second,”

Amity looked up at her, tears running down her red face and a bit of snot on her lip.

“Black birds singing in the dead of night…”

“Take these broken wings and learn to fly”

“All your life”

“You were only waiting for this moment to arise,”

Luz began singing in her best, lullaby voice she could. She had always loved the Beatles and knew a lot of their songs. When she would regress, she would usually listen to this song.

Amity slowly began to calm down after she began listening to her caregiver’s singing. It was calming. The floor punching and kicking slowed down.

“Blackbird, fly…”

“Into the light of a dark black night…” 

Luz went through another round of lyrics before Amity completely stopped thrashing and just laid on the ground sobbing. Luz stopped singing and hesitated for a moment.

“Are you okay with touch?” she asked. She saw Amity give a small nod.

Luz pulled her up and into her criss-crossed lap. She played with her hair while she let her finish sobbing.

“C-can’t pick…don’t want one to hate me” Amity mumbled after she had finished crying.

“Stuffies will never hate you. They're here to provide comfort for you and understand if you have a more favorable one,” Luz told her.

“Really?” Amity looked up at Luz with watery eyes still.

“Mhm! They don't mind if you pick one over the other. All they care about is if you're happy,” Luz began to give her tickle attack, making Amity burst out in giggles.

Once she was done, Amity grabbed her stuffed bear and held Luz's hand while they went downstairs to cuddle on the couch and watch shows meant for toddlers.

[p1xiemeat]

ive been living with sensory issues my whole life, i freak out when someone makes small changes to my routine, like i hate doing spontaneous things, most of the time i hate physical affection, & i have such a hard time socializing & making friends. i have bipolar disorder and other disorders like anxiety, etc. but my treatment for those things doesn't help with these other issues i have. i hate being like this and i want to work toward change but i don't know what to do to work toward it. 😞

like i said i have trouble making friends and i always have since i was a kid. i've always felt like an alien compared to other ppl. and that's fine because i prefer being alone. but i hate that i can't act normal in social situations and ppl always think im rude or weird when im not trying to be 😢 and it sucks because i kinda have to be in social settings sometimes because i have children. and i dread it for these reasons every time. nobody is interested in the same things as me. and when i talk about my interests ppl tell me im too obsessed with something or tell me its weird altogether. which hurts. and when i am able to make "friends" i always get taken advantage of because i can never tell when someone is taking advantage of me and my kindness or if they have malicious intentions with me. and i feel stupid every time because my bf will tell me they are "obviously playing you" or my mom will say stuff like "can't you tell that they aren't interested?" or the one i always get is "why can't you see that this guy is flirting with you/trying to sleep with you."

idk if im just having a panic attack or a mental breakdown or what. but this has been building up inside of me for years. i feel so stupid and weird. i have to carry lotion around with me because if my hands don't have moisture on them at all times i literally sit there with chills going up my spine and i can't touch anything. certain clothes make me want to rip my skin off. and my family gets annoyed every time i have to run back in the house because i forgot to grab it. which just adds to the guilt i feel for being this way and i can't control these issues no matter how hard i try.

i've literally made so many lists and "rules" for myself on how to act around ppl and i try so hard to follow them just to get through whatever event is going on.

i think thats why i throw myself into my interests and use them to escape reality so much. once i find something i like i become obsessed with it forever and i talk about it so much to the point where my bf tells me its too much. certain characters and shows are the only thing that brings me comfort sometimes. i have so many unnecessary lists and categories for my interests. i know its very time consuming and pointless but just having them makes me feel better. like pinterest for example is my best friend lol. making these lists and stuff just soothes me in a way. as stupid as that sounds. but even tho it comforts me it still makes me feel stupid because ive never met anyone else who does that.

i've never ever spoken about this stuff online/publicly before. mainly because of embarrassment and fear of being bullied for it since ive already been relentlessly harassed for a million other things. i just have so much anxiety all the time. and doing pointless things helps with it but i want to stop feeling this way. or at least have answers as to why i am this way so maybe i can fix it. im tired of feeling awkward or different from other ppl. i want to be normal and pleasant to be around. i want to get along with the other parents at school functions instead of being scared to talk to ppl. i can't even make eye contact with anyone i talk to. ive tried since i was LITERALLY a child and no matter what i always get scared or nervous and look away. and its really noticeable to other ppl because they've mentioned it to me.

i'm posting this to vent but also maybe someone reading this has gone through the same thing or can help me. because i feel so hopeless and im scared im going to be this way forever. ive only been able to find info on the sensory thing and ive found that there is no way to get rid of it. ive tried everything and ive given up on that. but i know i can change my actions and how i interact with ppl if i can just figure out WHY i am like this.

pls don't laugh at me or say anything mean if you choose to comment on this post. i already have so much anxiety and fear about posting it. i don't want sympathy or anything like that. i just need help 😞🥺😢

i have an appointment booked for seeing a psychiatrist but that isn't until november i haven't seen one since i was a little kid. so i'm hoping to maybe get some answers in the meantime.

i already can't work and im getting disability soon because my bipolar is so crippling. it affects my ability to function so much. and i have these other problems on top of it. the fact that i can't even make a living like "normal" ppl makes me feel bad about myself already. and since i can't get a job or a career i want i just want to feel normal in my everyday life and around ppl AT THE VERY LEAST.

[moongothic]

So amongst my mom's fabric stash I found this awkward roll of cowprint plushie fabric. It was like 140cm long, but only 40 wide, and I just. I had no idea what the hell I should do with it. Like I don't want to throw it away or anything, that'd be a waste, but because it was such an awkward quantity, what could you even do with it..?

And then the idea of "what if I tried to make plushies out of it?" wriggled its way into my mind and. I dunno man, I dunno, I couldn't think of anything else, and to be fair, trying to make a plushie sounded like fun in theory, a refreshing experiment, I'd get to try doing something new and different.

So I bullshitted a shark pattern together and go going

Also I did buy some basic white fleece so the tummy wouldn't have the cow pattern on it. Did make the mistake of buying stark white fleece instead of natural white so it kinda contrasts in a bad-ish way but, it is what it is

But, uh, yeah. I vaguely studied my Ikea Shark for a little bit and made up a pattern, which I then traced onto my fabrics and cut out.

Pinned the two cow print pieces together first and sewed them together on the top

Pinned the tummy piece on next and sewed that on, leaving a hole in the lower tummy so I could turn the thing inside out and stuff it through there

Now, I dunno if you're actually supposed to do this, but I was worried about the fabric bulking up on the inside and the seams not laying nicely, so I made small cuts in the fabric around the edges (mainly around curves and corners)

Now since this was my first plushie I just wanted to use what I had on hand, so I went through my button collection looking for large buttons I could use as eyes for the shark. I ended up using the two on the bottom right, since they're mismatched anyways and didn't have pairs (and they looked the same on the reverse side, which I ended up using). My only regred was waiting until this point to sew the buttons on, it ended up being a lot more difficult than I had expected and, naturally, the eyes turned out wonky (and I didn't even notice until it was too late lmao)

For stuffing I figured I could use my jar of yarn scraps, as well as shredded fabric scraps (I had gone through my fabric stash a little while ago to get rid of awkward fabric pieces/trim ones into a more usable state, and I had shredded the scraps in anticipaton for this). I did end up having to go through some of my ancient practice granny squares that I ripped apart to also use as stuffing, just so I'd have enough, but honestly that was fine with me (wasn't gonna do anything with those anyways)

Now I do regret leaving the opening right there. My logic was that if I sewed it shut a little wonky it'd be a less noticable spot, and I wasn't wrong about that, but sewing that flipper did end up being quite tricky and frustrating. And it did turn out really wonky

But, with that, my first plushie project was completed.

Behold, a cowprint shark

It's wonky, it's wrinkly, the tail ended up smaller than I expect and the eyes aren't symmetrical at all. But considdering I think I last made a plushie in elementary school, and I bullshitted this thing together from scratch, it turned out decent enough for me. Also the fabric and yarn scraps made it really heavy but in a good way, I love the heft of this thing, it's so comfy

But, I still had more of the cowprint fabric

So I made more

(Sidenote I adjusted the pattern a bit, the tummy piece wasn't symmetrical so I redid that and I adjusted the tailfin to make it bigger)

Three big cowprint sharks, three mini sharks from scrap pieces, and this cat head thing from even smaller scrap pieces. Was gonna try making even more of the cat heads, but honestly sewing that fucking thing togetehr sucked ass and I don't want to, even if I have a few more scrap pieces left. I'm done, I'm tired, no more please

(I did buy actual plushie stuffing for these though because yeah, I went through all my yarn scraps and wasn't gonna have ANYTHING to stuff these with otherwise)

(For the record, no, I have no use for a Cow Print Shark Army (a Sharmy), I did make the rest of these with the intent of selling them at my next convention. They're all still wonky as hell so if I can get like 10-15 bucks for the big ones I'll be more than happy, that'll cover the cost of the stuffing and the fleece. I get to have a wonky cow shark for myself and all it cost me was time and patience making it)

Oh I also made this fucking thing from the leftover fleece

It turned out like shit lmao

(I just wanted a cute ghostie pillow/plushie, how the fuck did it turn out so wonky) (How the fuck were the fucking sharks easier to put together than this overglorified rectangle) (What the fuck)

[timetravell]

Twas the first day of school, here is a little recap:

We mainly went over all the new procedures. Theres one about phones and if they have to take it up 4 times in a row you have to pay a fine of 15 dollars. And the dress code regressed?? No teacher is enforcing it though. We still have the same tardy policy (10 tardies = ISS).

If this phone policy doesn't 'work' then we just- wont be allowed to bring our phones at all Which is a HUGE safety concern.

below is a recap of all my class periods <3

1st period: Colorguard

Nothing much happened here, again a lot of today was just a repeat of all procedures. There were a few band specific things, such as attendance, rehearsals, UDB, and stuff pertaining to the band hall itself. There is now a form so if need be, your istrument can be turned into the shop to get fixed!

We also cleaned out the guard locker room/area. All of the costumes from last year got put in one of the lower lockers. We somehow found stuff from seniors who left YEARS ago. And 3 year old water....in a jug still.. yikes.

2nd: Forensics!!!

Im actually so happy I got to be in this class. Im looking forward to a lot of things in it. Especially the labs and that one lecture about blood splatters. Our teacher is actually absent this first week, but thats because he's also the volleyball coach. (Our volleyball team is in Hawaii for nationals I believe)

We had three assignments. One of them was designing a locker (mine is super cute, it has a Marina poster), the second was a Syllabus scavenger hunt which isn't due until tomorrow but I wanted to get a jump on it so I finished it at home. The third was homework, which was just a student survey.

3rd: ELA

It was just, again, more policy updates and a little get to know you card. This class, thank god, wont be all on computer. We'll have some paper assignments. We haven't gotten our reading yet (which upsets me a teeny bit, but I'm sure we'll learn about it later in the week)

4th: AP World History

I'm actually so exited for this class its not even funny. I was genuinley upset when we didnt get our unit 0 packets and when I found out we werent getting our textbooks until Friday.

We did learn that the AP teachers are no longer allowed to split that 70% weighted major assignments to 40/30. Which absolutely sucks, and on top of that our first unit is stuff our state says we NEED to know to get said World History credit. Which means we wont even be tested on it come spring. Our district hates us.

I actually have a good teacher for this AP class, last year I had a very (idk how else to put it) 'White privlidged' teacher. AND AND I narrowly missed being stuck in a class with someone I despise. Made me so happy!

I also learned that 'The History of the Entire World I guess' is pretty accurate! So I can use that as a study resource for like- a short summary.

5th: Astronomy

SO SO SO excited for this class. And there is no math! None! (If they added math it would have to become an AP class). My teacher is so funny unironicly. He's very monotone and you would think he'd be a bore, but he's actually really funny in my opinion.

We actually will talk about why Astrology isnt real which I think will be really fun. I dont nessicarily believe astrology is real, I like the idea of it. But going indepts on why it isnt is going to be really interesting!

We also will get to learn how galaxies and solar systems form, which will be really helpfull for making my story, Abyss. Theres also gonna be night labs!! (if we go we get a free 100 on a test grade) And maybe some Day Labs if the school can get their hands on a solar telescope.

6th: Geometry

It's geometry. There wasnt really anything of note here. Just the fact that i somehow have a class full of kids who dont care abt the Highschool grades. (I have confirmed this, it isnt speculation) It's gonna be a loud period..

7th: Band (they split it up weird)

Again nothing of note. EXCEPT NOW I HAVE TO LEARN THE SHOW?? ON MY FLUTE?? WHAT??

Im in guard, i dont do 'band' until concert season. I cant work on my solo during this period OR my homework. Pissed me of factually because the original plan was as followed:

Used as a study hall

Practice choreography

Practice flute

But nope! They hate me! /j

8th: Musical Theatre!

So many new people! Its gonna be so much fun! I have a lot of friends in that class so im really excited!

I already know the song im gonna do for our first solo, just gotta get permission cuz its technicly not from a musical (Wont say im in love from hercules)

Anyways thats it!! Tmmr will most likely have some more stuff so follow if you want to see!

[rockybloo]

Because I know people are curious about how I draw so many nice pictures so frequently. This is not an advice list and is just how I operate art wise.

I've been drawing since I was a little kid and I constantly doodled in my notebooks during class from middle school, high school, and college. I try to draw daily, not in a "I HAVE TO DO THIS TO BE A GOOD ARTIST" way like some may recommend but as a "I personally do not like going a day without doodling or sketching something in my sketchbook because I like drawing"

Although this might contradict a bit in my first bullet point, if I'm having art block or don't feel like drawing-I just don't. I've learning forcing myself to do stuff is an easy way to burn out so I just chill sometimes.

I mainly draw my OCs and they are very muscle memory to me. I literally draw Jack in 30 minutes (potentially even less) and Pluto and Sweetheart in an hour. I care a lot about designing characters that feel nice to my hand to draw and ironing out designs helps big time.

I have a very visual imagination which helps a lot in imagining scenes or moments to snatch a snapshot from and put on paper. I both can see my OCs clearly in my mind and yet can't at the same time-IT'S HARD TO PUT INTO WORDS.

My art style is very simple AT LEAST TO ME-Its not overly detailed and a lot of stuff is shorthand for me. I also don't really shade and just smack on some flat colors and rarely make backgrounds. I think that's like...the biggest reason I can share so much of my art.

Accepting that if a picture is going to shit I can just...redraw it. I've drawn whole pictures and lined and colored them only to go "Wow this pose actually really sucks" and just redrew it. 10 times outta 10 the redraw slaps a lot harder than the first.

Reference images. Every artist recommends them. I am one of those artists. Anytime I get stuck on a picture, I just look at a ref and it helps tremendously.

I feel like these are like...the biggest factors for how I put out stuff. Everyone draws at their own speed and I think the way to make your art really good is to find your own pace which I've sorta been figuring out.

[silvkatt]

Introduction:

Hellooooo I am Silvkatt! I’m also often known as Nekovo on discord! So if you’ve seen me in skycord before, hi!!! I’m your resident chaotic cat-loving artist who does artist things like going mad over art!

This blog’s where I put random stuff such as doodles and other random stuff. What doodles? Why it’s multifandom and OC-related ones! I don’t make fully colored drawings often but I will post some. Eventually.

Also if I don’t post for a while, it means school is dragging me into the depths of hell and is snuffing out my screams for help. I jest but sometimes school can make me quite busy so yeah, do keep that in mind. Or it might be because I am having terrible artblock and that is very terrible :,)

I won’t be putting my other socials for now even though I bet you could easily find my instagram somewhere and also my reddit if you look hard enough. Though to be honest, instagram kinda SUCKS and reddit also sucks but like a very tiny bit less than insta but still sucks.

Also huge fyi, I am not interested in any shipping and nsfw stuff lmao. Ain’t interested in that cuz that stuff’s like a pile of tangled earphones and nobody likes tangled earphones.

(putting the rest under the read more because hoo boy)

Hobbies:

Drawing, duh. I can also play the violin albeit poorly. I don’t practice enough… I can also solve a rubik’s cube uhhhhhhhh-

Current Main Interests: (IT KEEPS EXPANDING AND SHIFTING-)

Undertale/Deltarune (But I don’t check the community that much nowadays)

Pokemon (Played gen 3 to gen 7 games (including gen 1 and 2 remakes) and also mystery dungeon EoS)

Homestuck (oh noooooo)

Sky: Children of the Light (I pop into skycord cozy chat sometimes and also contributed to r/skyplace 2022 and a lot more in 2023)

Persona 3, 4, and 5 (I swear I will play 1 and 2 EVENTUALLY)

Library of Ruina (And the rest of the Projectmoon games but I’ve only player LoR please I am not ready to dive into another gacha hell- Update. Im in another gacha hell.)

LIMBUS COMPANY!!!! (LIMBUS COMPANYYYYY!!!!!!!)

Patapon (and also its spiritual successor, Ratatan)

Ace Attorney (Played all games except Layton crossover which I will EVENTUALLY)

Hololive (All of EN mainly 🎲, 👁‍🗨, 🐾, 🎩)

Genshin Impact (Let’s just say I have a lot of mains)

BFDI (aka Battle for Dream Island)

Oneshot (I can’t believe i forgot to include thh funny cat game)

Rainworld (Even this one god i nearly forgot to include the other more painful funni slugcat game)

Outer Wilds (You are now being compelled to play Outer Wilds. It is good game please play the funny space exploration game)

And that is all for now folks! Have a nice day and thank you for somehow taking the time to read all of this. Here’s chocolate for your effort! 🍫

[papirouge]

What’s are your views on “purity culture” among christians

I think it varies between denominations but the idea is still around mainly fundamentalists. It’s definitely important to teach women how important it is to be picky, believe in hypergamy, and ignore probably the 90% of scrotes that aren’t good people but I never really believed in flat out refusing to teach sex ed, what stds and stis are, what Plan B is, and how birth control and condoms work. Which seems like a lot of these more fundamentalists tend to do.

I had this friend who is divorced now. She grew up in that type of environment where they were very strict about her purity but ignored the boys virginity completely. Like she had two brothers who were total opposites. 1 was basically community dick and caught a disease and her parents didn’t care 💀 the other was an incel who was very anti social. And her parents were upset that they couldn’t marry him off because not even the desperate fundie girls wanted his violent outbursts. He’s still single too and approaching 40

She was married young to her ex and had no idea how sex even worked. She was only told to avoid it and it just scared her. So when she got married, she told me how her parents and church counselor were upset that she didnt turn into someone who liked sex immediately. Even kissing was new to her and she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t like it at all/avoided sleeping in the same as her husband and was told by them to suck it up when she expressed she had pain. When she got older she left that church and her husband but was ex communicated by her family for it.

Does that type of stuff happen in France?

Purity isn't much of a thing anywhere else in the world because as I said, most of USAmerican evangelicalism staples are rooted in culture not in Christianism. I've always found fascinating how France & its very liberal "sex culture" was compared to the US (age of consent is 15 years old, birth control & abortion is free, condoms are handed over in highschool, etc.) yet managed to have proportionally lower abortion rate than God fearing United States of America lol

Fundies family don't exist anywhere else in the world beside the USA anon so nope, we don't have this kind of messy affairs here. Catholicism is in a limbo here in France and real Catholic families are very rare. And even when they do, they don't hold such a spiritual grip on their members to guilt trip them into marrying someone. The only stories of people being excommunicated are bishops coming out as gay or being caught dating/having sex with women lol

The story of your divorced friend is very representative of the double standards of women virginity vs male virginity. Although it's quite normal to particularly warn off women about the consequences of sex because, unlike men, they are the ones who'll carry the baby so they have much more responsibility to deal with (as unfair it may sound). But it doesn't mean men virginity is any less relevant.

Many of women will never want a community d*ck, that's why her busted brother is still single at 40 (which is weird bc red pillers always said men got more value as they got older 🤔).

Fornicators are literally filled with demons and should be avoided at all costs.

And yet, I'm sure he's not shamed like his sister was to marry a man she was even attracted to... Her story is so sad.. but she's better off outside of this cult though. She's lucky she if she didn't have any child with him...

I think kids shouldn't be taught sex ed before middle school. I did in elementary school and it lowkey fucked me up. Even when I was 12-13 years old I had a male friend of my age who told me how many times a week he masturbated and it triggered me so bad lmao

Tbh there should be something progressive, like first learning about sexual organs, periods, how babies are made (12~13 years old), than at 15 about birth control(?) IDK the idea of teaching kids sex at school is weird to me but I think I would be even more traumatized if my mom taught me any of this because we NEVER talk about things like that lmaoo I guess it's important to build a trust relationship with your kid from start so that it's not awkward when you actually do? IDK I lowkey hate the sex talk and wish sex wasn't such a big deal in society so I'm probably not the best person to inquire about that lmaooo

[basslinegrave]

so i have a week left until doing shit for my thesis project, ...

we were only told to do a tiny presentation and say what we got so far, i have done nothing extra and just wanted to present whatever the fuck i did at school for the past 3 months (with slight tweaks so it fits the focus of my shit) but im reading the document about what we need and theres like. Much more than just that. and i have no idea what even to add to that shit cuz like why are they asking for a list of cited works when i havent even started writing the document (nobody has thats stuff yet, we need the actual thesis for like april)

and then theyre asking for a list of requirements, my despised, which i have no idea what form they want that in (had to do one in the past in like a table and it sucked ass even though i copied the style from other sources) and like. im not working for a company so i dont have an official requirement list so i have no idea what to add there, yikes

i also need an analysis but my topic just doesnt exist in the wild. like theres nothing about this, nobody is asking, its not relevant as its taken as A influencing B meanwhile my work is meant to talk about how B influences A - it doesnt seem to really, which is okay like that could be the outcome! but i have no idea how to start that part of the project if i already know it has no meaning

also the best thing is that we will be given the actual topic details After all this which i just dont understand. what if i start working on this and end up doing something else that im supposed to? how am i supposed to know what to do exactly if i dont have the written document? i already forgot half of what my teacher told me mainly because i had a different idea from the start, since as i mentioned B influencing A isnt a thing it seems

TLDR i have no idea what to do, nothing new, and i thought i can just do the practical things and then write about them, but i need to have something writren Before i even do these. bummer

[theoculus124]

Okay since you offered here are some questions I have...

1. What specific challenges do you face and how do you change things about your day to day life to deal with them?

2. How many times have you heard the 'its not that bad' or 'everyones a little ADHD' cause I wanna know how uneducated people are?

3. What help did you get/are you getting in a school/work environment?

I'm wanting to go into...like brain stuff, psychology, mental health and neuro divergency, so your offer of answering questions is really appreciated....

If answer to no. 3 is an unsatisfactory amount, then that will become something I will try my hardest to one day change, so people like yourself can have equal opportunities and a little limitations as possible. x

I struggle with ADHD paralysis, in short form it's when you get so overwhelmed you can't do anything so like for example I feel so overwhelmed in the morning by what I need to do throughout the day I stay in bed for a long period of time. Some people may think that's me being "lazy" or me just wanting to stay in bed like anyone else but the truth is is that I feel like I'm stuck to the bed because of how debilitating and stressful the rest of the day might be for me so I stay stuck. For now normally I don't really have alot of ways for dealing with it, so it just sort of happens and I get perceived as lazy and people will get upset with me and I just sort of take it? There's also RSD (rejection sensitivity dysphoria) which I also struggle with alot, it can be simple things like maybe my friend hasn't texted me for a while or maybe I'm trying to give someone a hug and they push me away cause they're busy or when I was younger I typically only had 1 friend that I would cling to and so when they got other friends I felt like they would hate me and want to cut me off. That manifested in A) alot of self hated B) toxic behaviours like cutting people off randomly because in my head if I do it first they won't be able to do it to me C) crying for hours on end D) avoidance tendencies especially if there's conflict. Again, it's a difficult one to deal with, I've learnt now that cutting people off is obviously a very hurtful thing to do and it can cause alot of pain unnecessarily and the best thing is to communicate to the other people. However I can't say that I still don't struggle with the fact that the little things/body language gets to me and I think really therapy will be my best bet (if I get one) -- that's a long para so I'll stop it there but I hope that helps x

ALL THE DAMN TIME! Even with autism (I have ASD and ADHD) and people will tell me "everyone's on the spectrum" and I think especially cause ADHD traits do overlap with anxiety and depression whenever I'd complain they would be like "it's just anxiety/depression" (obviously that's also downplaying the effects anxiety/depression has on people which is also a huge problem) so yh it's very annoying and such a prevalent message and I hate it so much because it downplays issues ND people face daily and almost seems like an excuse not to give someone help -- Also I can rant about the whole "high functioning" labels but that would take 3 blog posts those labels suck so much

currently for exams I get extra time, rest breaks, and I do my exams in a separate environment so I don't get stressed out by the huge crowd. However, for my day to day help isn't really prevalent and I think that's mainly cause of the fact that despite there being a department at my schl for people with disabilities the staff there aren't trained (not saying they're bad/not nice) so it's a bit extra awkward to try open up about ND struggles and there's limited help they can give us

There's obviously more and my experience is probably alot different to others but I'm so happy that you want to make a change in this field and I really appreciate you asking questions and being interested you're going to be awesome in your career <3

[penguicorns-are-cool]

“That was the thing about death. Only the specifics of it hurt.” - The Vanishing Half by Brit Bennet

So I’m about to trauma dump so TW: mentions of suicide

also you should definitely read the Vanishing Half it’s so good. 

I always feel like I think about death wrong because kind of like the quote says, I’m sort of numb to it. For me, the thought of someone dying isn’t a big deal to me. I have a fair amount of acceptance for death because I see most of my stuff as something that will have an ending point and I usually grieve for it over a long period of time rather than just when the death happens. I know death will come eventually so I’m constantly grieving everything just a little tiny bit all the time. My train of thoughts about events and things generally always reaches the point of, this will end someday so enjoy it now. If I know something will end at a certain point it’s even easier because I am fully prepared for that thing to end and I’m pretty good at accepting that with minimal stress.

So when my dog died after a few years of declining health and a few months of even more rapidly declining health, I wasn’t that sad. And I feel bad admitting that but it’s true. I knew she was dying and I was prepared. Mainly the stress I felt was from seeing everyone around me grieve, especially my brother who grieves intensely for everything, and seeing my parents expect me to do the same. It felt awkward to be around everyone else who needed comfort because I suck at giving comfort. When I’m stressed or need a cry I prefer to do it alone so I have a hard time knowing what to do for others who need someone. It all feels fake and awkward to me and I always feel like I’m dealing with death wrong.

When my Grandma’s boyfriend, who was basically our grandpa, died, I wasn’t surprised and I wasn’t all that sad. He’d been in hospice for I think a little over a month by then and had rapidly declining health for about a year by then. I was well-prepared for him to die. The worst part for me was that I was in my Grandma’s tiny apartment at the time since we were having a passover seder there and I was watching everyone around me grieve him. The best I could do was send my Grandma this one Jenny Jinya comic which fortunately is very very comforting to her. and everyone else was crying or at least looking sad and I wasn’t even really sad and it felt wrong and it all felt really fake.

But yesterday I got news that this kid from my middle school committed suicide and for some reason it’s hitting me really hard. I didn’t know her that well, but she was really nice. She was a year above me and when I was in 7th we had lockers near each other, so every morning when I got to school early I would sit by my locker and read and most days she would be a few lockers down reading also. Sometimes we had conversations. Her name is also very similar to mine, just a one letter difference, and her name is my hebrew name so I’d always pay attention when her name was called. And I remember thinking that she seemed kind of lonely in the mornings and that I should go and initiate a conversation or sit closer or something but then 7th grade ended and it was too late. Last time I saw her was because my friends were in a play with her. It’s a jewish private school so they have an all women musical for an all women audience to get around a few orthodox rules and they always make a parody or something like that. last year was Dear Eden Hurwitz (Dear Evan Hansen) which is kind of ironic ig. Idk, I didn’t expect for it to hit me this hard but I’ve had just a background sense of sadness all day and have felt like crying, I watched the entire little pickletown playlist cause that’s my comfort series and had a good cry and even wrote in my diary which usually works but its not working and this all feels so strange to me. Whats scariest is that I can’t pinpoint exactly why I feel like this. usually when I’m sad I can pick a specific reason but this time i can’t cause this has never been my reaction to death. It scares me cause I can’t even rationalize my emotions this time I’m just sad. and my parents are doing all the things that parents do when they think about teen suicide and over-complimenting me and saying how if I ever have those thoughts to tell them and it all feels fake. I think I may have slept through my mom and brother going to the shiva which is kind of shitty but today has been extra exhausting. Yesterday was my brother’s bar mitzvah so I didn’t go to school and I definitely didn’t plan to go to school after just hearing about one of the nicest kids at my old school killing herself but yeah. I think this all might have something to do with how unexpected it all is so instead of grieving in tiny bits and pieces it’s a giant mess with all the suicide stuff thrown in too. idk this is all so confusing to me.