#scripting safety

[starvows]

NSFW safety to script for your IR

P.S. — I am well aware that not everyone is comfortable with NSFW topics so just skip past this if you're one of those people. I am also not explicity inviting children to open themselves up to these topics publicly—but people are going to script what they want either way, and I'd prefer if they do it safely. Thank you.

Birth control is completely free, does not contain any side effects, and one hundred percent effective.

If you're a male, you don't get random erections in public or when they are inconvenient.

Sexual diseases and infections do not exist and prepping is easily done and doesn’t require any form of unwanted pain, even when done quickly or on a whim.

If you have flings, you cannot get any of your partners pregnant or pregnant yourself.

Sexual education is universally comprehensive and teaches people more about it beyond reproduction and using condoms; and teaches people to have a good concept of sexual orientations, asexuality, consent, aftercare, pleasure, and kinks.

Sexual / beauty standards aren't unhealthy or unachieveable. Alternatively, they do not exist as a collective group in society.

You are both sexually confident and comfortable. Sex is never awkward for either party.

Both you and your partner enjoy sex and share the same kinks.

If you choose to be pregnant, birth is comfortable and doesn't provide any kind of severe pain or longterm effects.

Nobody can overhear intimate acts and you cannot be interrupted or walked in on if you are being intimate with either yourself or someone else. You can quickly compose yourself when you do.

You and your partner are both in the mood at the same times and you are both fully satisfied after a sexual encounter.

You receive and give good aftercare after every sexual encounter or experience.

Hickies can be easily covered and don't affect and disrupt your work or school policies.

You are completely immune and safe from any creeps, unwanted attention, and predatory behaviour.

[crayonurchin]

First art of the new year is all about re-structuring your internal monologue.

In my early 20s I was working full time in London with many social commitments and a variety of hustles and side projects.

In my later mid 20s I cater to many sensory and social drain needs I have and indulge in special interests while respecting my lower energy reserves and celebrating my different way of processing the world.

Did I get more autistic? Nah. I got less fake.

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[Art description: Three panels showing figures on a black background. Long descriptions follow.

1. A drawing of OP as a person with hip-length hair and a dress standing sadly with her hands clapsed together in front of her. She is coloured a muted rainbow gradient. Behind her, two pairs of nondescript figures chat while smiling. White text says, ‘I’m getting more and more autistic the older I get.’ 2. OP’s colours are brighter, and her expression looks happier. Crayon-like scribbles have crossed out the text from the previous panel. 3. OP’s colours are vibrant, and she balances on one leg and throws her arms out as she dances. The text above has changed to say, ‘I’m becoming more and more myself the older I get.’ \End descriptions]

[imfromsixam]

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[diamond-rozie]

Nightwing's car guy

Dick was doing well to establish himself in Bludhaven. He had an apartment, it was shitty but it was his. He had a day job as police officer, half the people there were in the cartels Nightwing was trying to crack down on, and the other half were in the cartels Nightwing was still trying to trace. He had his suit, still bat-grade, blue instead of the red, yellow, and green Jason got to wear now.

He did't have a cave. Or maybe it should be a nest because the whole bird thing. Burrow? What was the thing owls lived in called? The point is he made due without it. He had his apartment, and he had his supplies stashed away. It wasn't as much as in the Cave, but he didn't have Cave-funding. He could make due.

He didn't have an Oracle in his ear. But that came with the added bonus of not having a Bat either. He could do his own research, find his own information. And it wasn't like he and Babs were totally cut off. It was just only a little weird, because she was technically his ex. Sure she would be in his corner, but she was still his ex. He needed to save some face. Especially since he knew that Bruce and Babs liked to... talk. He could make due.

The only thing Dick was maybe, sorta, just maybe having a little trouble was with his bike. Well it wasn't his bike, it was Nightwing's. Which was precisely the trouble. He'd found a place to stash it, but Dick had never been a car guy... or in this case a bike guy. He would chase his rouges, speeding through the streets, and sure the bike was made for the tight corners and quick turns and the high speeds, and sure it could take a hit or two. But what about three or four? Or five?

Point was Dick needed a car- a bike guy. One that was cheap (he was only a cop), and knew how to not ask questions and keep his mouth shut (again- Nightwing's bike). All that on top of knowing enough on how to fix his bike. (it wasn't exactly the type you could find in store).

But the solution seemed to find him. Which Dick was aware was not generally how it worked, but he would count his blessings. He had been out on patrol, the type that had involved his bike and high speeds. Unfortunately it did not involve the perp in handcuffs and on his way to jail. Dick had been on his tail, could've had him too, if the bike hadn't started sputtering. Dick had done as much as he could for it, but she really needed a pair of eyes that actually knew what they were looking at.

Mumbling curses to himself, Nightwing had been ready to head off to at least catch a dust trail of what operation he'd find himself in next. He could feel the eyes watching him. His hair stood in edge, and when Nightwing turned to look around he couldn't see anyone. Maybe he was being haunted. Trying to arrange his bearings, Nightwing turned back around to get on his bike. When there was suddenly a mop of choppy black hair couched down next to it.

Nightwing blinked at him. How had he managed to get there? "Uh, something you need, man?" Nightwing asked the boy, totally not freaked out.

The boy- teen, he was only a year or two younger than Dick- looked up, large blue eyes staring. As if it was odd for Nightwing to have addressed him. It took him a moment longer to realize that the bike was, in fact, Nightwing's. "You need to change your [important engine part]." He pointed lamely, standing up to his height of only a hair shorter than Dick.

"How do you know that?" Nightwing asked before he could think of the danger the unknown person might pose.

"That's why it was making that sound. It'll put too much pressure on the engine so it won't be able to go as fast it would be otherwise. Which, I take it, would cause you problems." he tipped his head in the direction the rouge had run off in.

Nightwing considered it for just a moment, not wanting the perfect opportunity to get away from him. "Do you know how to fix it?"

The guy looked almost offended, "Yeah."

"I'll pay you." Nightwing jumped at the opportunity, "If you fix it."

Any normal person would've said no to a guy dressed in bullet-proof spandex with a blue bird on his chest and a weird mask. "Sure." He shrugged easily, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes as he eyed the vehicle. After a moment, "Name's Danny, by the way. You'd probably need to know that." Danny eyes his suit, "Who are you, like, blue-jay?"

"Nightwing." He corrected easily, his name hadn't made the streets yet.

"The Robin reject?" Was Danny immediate response, eyebrow arched up in amusement.

"The what?"

Danny grimaced, the laugh never leaving his face, "Ooh, sorry. Touchy subject?"

"I am not a Robin reject." Dick couldn't tell this civilian that he was Robin. Had been.

Nightwing's bike ran better than it had since he had moved to Bludhaven after Danny had gotten his hands on it. And Danny's payment of ("i don't trust ur money, just buy me food") lunch had been a steal in return. Maybe next time they should go somewhere a little nicer.

Because the bike was doing so well, after Danny fixed it.

Not for any other reason.

[pearlhat]

When im watching episodes of the show my DR is based on & realize how dangerous the world actually is (im just a silly witch with a menacing broomstick 😭)

[quantumfeat72]

yknow i love that siffrin "goldfish memory" nolastname never seems to have trouble remembering where keys are, where he found the party's equipment, how to get tonics and such, or which of his many hidden pockets he's keeping items in. it's just

memory of time spent with their beloved companions? mutable

memory of what they were doing an hour ago? already gone

memory of things that have previously killed them? whoops, choked on a pineapple slice again

memory of trinkets? photographic

[clumsypuppy]

AND I MET THE CHANGE GOD TOO. OKAY. COOL OKAY

[sugarswrites]

me deciding that stranger things was the best first place to ever shift to

me also being traumatized after seeing some shit

me then deciding that shifting to the walking dead would be different and then being traumatized once again

idk if i learned my lesson cause im getting the urge to shift to breaking bad 😩

[lyrashifts]

SCRIPTING IDEAS ! ─── dr safety.

+ you cannot die in your dr.

+ your safe word or action is ____. you have to say it or think it with intention. this will make you shift back to your cr.

+ you cannot forget your safe word or action.

+ you will shift back instantly upon doing your safe word or safe action.

+ no one i care about can die, be harmed greatly, or experience intense pain.

+ you cannot be harmed greatly or experience intense pain.

+ you have a high pain tolerance.

+ you cannot be permanently injured in your dr beyond scars (scars will also not cause any inconveniences when healed).

+ no discrimination exists in your dr.

+ nothing that will traumatize you will occur (as opposed to scripting out trauma).

+ you cannot lose your memories or have your memories altered, or anything else that would make you unable to return to your cr.

+ you cannot get sick / dangerous illnesses.

+ you will never be sent to prison / arrested.

+ you are immune from being sexually assaulted, raped, or harassed in your dr.

+ std's or sti's don't exist in your dr.

[pinnithin]

yknow i didn't necessarily start my wyll origin run with the intent of romancing astarion in mind but the more i play the more i find their similarities amusing when it comes to like, the surface level personality they present to strangers in act 1.

wyll is a compulsive flirt. you see it in dialogue with shadowheart and lae'zel - he just tosses out a couple lines that clearly aren't supposed to go anywhere (asking lae'zel if she believes in love at first sight, blatantly reusing the same flirtation attempts with shadowheart) and i see this as part of his Blade of Frontiers persona. obviously a traveling vigilante would have no time for romance or relationships, but he's socially aware enough to have learned that people respond well to a certain level of rogueish charm. especially if his reputation precedes him. he can safely and positively engage in surface level flirtations with the people he interacts with because the person doing the flirting isn't real - at least not to him. he often says the Blade is his best self, but to him its an ideal he strives to achieve, not the person he really is. and i imagine that includes the ability to give discouraged people positive attention in a nonthreatening way. its safe. its superficial. he doesn't have to follow through.

this is overshadowed somewhat by astarion's tendency to flirt with anything that has a pulse, but the perspective they both have on it is pretty similar. theyre both coming from a place of not actually being interested in the recipient of their attention - whether that be through astarion's ulterior motives or wyll's lack of capacity for a relationship - but they both still put on this front because it's habitual. it's worked for them and it's gotten them through the varying degrees of social contracts they find themselves in. so they wind up trading lines easily because they've studied from the same script.

anyway what im getting at is bumping these two personalities against each other can definitely result in wyll and astarion committing to the bit so hard they accidentally wind up in a relationship. like, you're safe, you know the rules, you're speaking in a language i'm familiar with but we both understand that neither of us expect anything back on an emotional level. wait when did we start confiding our deepest secrets with one another. what do you mean you trust me.

[asydicsydney]

Happy 13th Night Vale-iversary!

I make art every year (well this is my third year), but currently I am so hyperfixated on Date Everything that I forgot to draw anything in advance

So instead, I took four hours today to actually design my Cecilos Date Everything AU! I hope y'all like it (and I hope there is any overlap in these fandoms)

DJ Veil - "DJ" - He/Him - Radio - Upstairs Bathroom

Dr. E. Meyer Flask - "Meyer" - He/Him - Children's Science Kit - Attic

[that-hippie-user]

Give us all the scripts!!!

Tone: respectful, not the least foaming at the mouth

>:3 seems even with long haiituses i manage to keep all my adoring simps

fine. X3 i'm leaning in harder with my writing at the moment

i'm ghostwriting my boyfriend's unpublished fanfics, i'm working on fanfic of my own, i got some legit SMUT in the works to test my limits for horny writing, i may as well throw in every hypno script i can think of

>:3 so fuck it, Anon Training Part 2, Clownification, Messing in Public, Say Wordz Rongg 1-oh-1, Comfort Object Addiction-

XD and while i'm testing the limits of decency lets just throw in that Diapergender script i teased ages ago, fuck it, why not? let's delve deeper into the Human Id and discover what it means to crave a diaper on your crotch more than any form of genitalia and to feel gender envy for babyish fashion sense, or even take HRT specifically to get boobies fulla milk.

XD like... do i even NEED to hold back? do my ideas scare away ANYONE?

cuz to my shock, even my original 25 followers from when i was a generic trans blog with a sense of humor are sticking around. either their accounts are long dead or i have stealthbabs going back to the classic era of this blog, which is VERY fascinating to consider.

X3 then again, hypnosis only works on the willing, to any onlooker who just doesnt wanna join us in the diaper pit of shame, this is all just an amusing indulgence by a bizarre furry who makes them laugh, which is honestly a pretty based way to look at me.

XD so i guess if yur prepared to wait as i work at my own pace, then sure, join the Cult of Stardust and watch me invent fetishes and genders nobody has seen before, all to fuel MY boner

UwU which if i get bottom surgery soon, will instead be my Nullge~

[karebear923]

Pit Babe ep 8 had me in my NorthSonic feels!!

I mean, a lot of other stuff happened too but just look at these two!

I get why people like them!

But how could they just leave my boy Kim like that!?!?!? He’s a good boy who never wanted to hurt anyone!!! 😭

[rageandtrash]

I cobbled together a call script for KOSA. If any of you wish to use it when you call or email your Senators, please do.

Please call your Senators, and if you haven’t already, go sign the petitions

[sorrellegiance]

bart station ad update: these gorgeous illustrated posters of native animals!!!!! coyote pallid bat coho salmon snowy plover burrowing owl san francisco garter snake!!

[devilshills]

tw : mentions of dangerous situations

so i unlocked a past life memory and i deeply apologize because my dumbass as angel!crowley might have created a quasar or a pulsar . i was either too reckless or too angry . probably both options . i’m a menace 😀