#should I put other trigger warnings?/gen

[exhaustedwriterartist]

Regular Leo and Our Other Halves Leo. My little vent outlets:

I head cannon Leo disassociating, reliving events, and having a truly hard time forgiving himself post-movie.

Joys shown through my boy. Art block is starting to hit hard, but I've retaliated by drawing my feelings in two mediums.

[the-moon-files]

I’m not sure if I’ve said this one already or not, but I wanted to tell you anyways! It’s about the humans-are-not-hylians AU!

You know the uncanny valley evolution? That thing where when you look at something that resembles a living being too closely and some part of your mind is screaming that it’s not whatever it looks like and to get away from it? Imagine that with the reader! They can spot shapeshifters easily because of this, but it instills the same extreme primal fear we’d experience, so it might be hard for the reader to confront them at first and they’ll instead just tell the Chain for a while.

This might be a double edged sword, though, because when Twilight is in his wolf form, the reader still gets that same feeling when “Wolfie” is looking at them, whether or not they know it’s Twilight. In this case, the first time the reader spots Wolfie approaching the camp, they probably freak out and try to avoid him, even if the Links are okay with him or if he seems familiar to them.

The bottom line is that wolf isn’t a wolf, so what is he?

“It’s okay, he’s a really friendly wolf!”

“...That’s not a wolf...”

Sorry i took forever to respond!! im slow as always, life is too busy for even my hobbies lately sobs 😭

bro this is especially true bc someone looked back at TP games and how he looks in his “wolf” form, and apparently he is actually a dog lol - like at most a wolf-hybrid, i added this in to support this Hyrule-is-hella-Uncanny AU lol

Moon: Guide! - Gender Neutral/Masc!Reader (”you”/he/him)

Orbit: Short headcanons

Stars: mentions of most of our Links <3

Comets & Meteors: CWs: typical LU/Loz violence, mild swearing, etc & TWs: mild possible derealization trigger, talk of Link’s Awakening and Koholint.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

The Yiga clan members have never fooled you, not Once in person, unlike back when hyrule was still a video game

it was the constant smell of bananas, the way their eyes were always a little unfocused or they moved their head to move around their eyes, rather than their actual pupils moving, the facial muscles all stiff, usually stuck in an uncomfortable smile-

it makes more sense once u realize that they technically have a mask under that glamour hylian face, but its never not hilarious to see Wild look over his shoulder at you before approaching a lone traveler on the roads and watch him get increasingly frantic to get ur attention to see if theyre yiga lmao

u bet ur ass every link was relying on you on their adventures to know shapeshifters/illusions/glamours/etc. on sight and tell them to better prep them/warn them

tbh they all got at least a little better at being able to tell the difference the longer they heard you point out stuff/talk abt exactly why it was off-putting

(that said some of ur heroes are better at it than others, both in general, and certain aspects of it: like Twilight isn’t able to pick up illusions/glamours for the life of him, literally, sometimes, but he is more likely to figure out shapeshifters by scent after you Guided him)

(no, your heart didnt crack a little after learning that the boys had a harder time with deceit after you stopped playing the game = “were forced to leave after their adventure” bc while they were better at detecting it, they werent on ur human level yet..)

(…the only deception you ever really fell for was Koholint. It was so painful too, because Legend quietly disclosed to you one late night that you would constantly get strange feelings/uncanny disturbances, but were never able to put a name to it for him, which both made you jumpy/paranoid on the island, but made him regret ever letting his guard down all the more or feel guilty for what felt like dismissing ur instincts the more he relaxed… Legend never doubted your sense for the uncanny ever again. He takes it seriously every time now.

When you feel as if you should apologize, he tells u not to, that these days he takes comfort in it actually, it makes him feel safer. Legend looks to your face for confirmation that something isn’t a dream, and if you look at ease, so is he.)

its the way you casually laugh at Twi being called “Wolfie” when he’s obviously a wolf-dog hybrid or just a big dog

and when everyones confused u just explain smth smth, wolf heads are larger in comparison to their body, their legs are narrow, their paws are big, dogs are like the oppposite, or way more proportional like “Wolfie” is, dogs bob around when they run like “wolfie”, and have shorter legs,

smth smth wolves cant have eye colors like blue, only dogs/wolf-dog hybrids can silly-

and Wolfie is just like, 😐 😑 😐

turning around and walking away, bc hylias knotted fucking braid- he really cant escape the dog accusations now, you literally used ur freaky truth-seeing instinct and read his shapeshifter ass from head to literal toe/paw-

Wild/Hyrule look fascinated, Wind and Legend cant breath theyre laughing so hard, Time is coughing suspiciously into his fist and pops back up smirking, Four is laughing but also encouraging you to keep going, Sky is desperately trying to keep it together while also trying to get Twi to come back lmao, Wars is literally pointing and laughing ashkljdl-

ok but Twi gets his revenge later by tricking you into yapping abt how Hyrule/Four/Time all kind of look “off” sometimes too

like how u swear Rulie is glowing subtly when the moon is full, or how the world distorts behind his back sometimes,

or how Four’s eyes change colors all the time, his fighting style looks like its rotating between 4 diff ppl’s techniques,

or how Time’s face wrinkles like smile lines/crows feet at the corner of his eyes will randomly appear and disappear, how he’ll have some stubble one day then 3 days later despite having not shaven (u literally saw him wake up and do his morning routine) it’ll disappear like it was never there in the first place-

and when Twi has stopped asking you abt the others as they all reel over the knowledge of what all u can tell abt them,

(ur quietly relieved no one asked abt Wild.

You resolve urself to just lie if anyone asks, even to Wild himself.)

☆

hey im alive!! im slow yknow how it is,

ive been doing too much, and i cant wait to be done with this class so i can have free time guilt free again 🥲

god thats one good thing abt getting out of academia i dont miss and would only wish on my worst enemy,

the anxiety of doing smth, even necessary stuff like eating/sleeping/showering, and feeling liek you should be doing homework instead, god its so awful

cant wait to feel like an adult with my own life again lmao

that certification better work and get me a white collar job goddamit 🤞

anyway, hope ur all having a good weekend,

and just to let u know, im so happy acc that im alive to see the first zelda game that actually follows what i originally thought the plot of zelda games was when i was a kid lmao

(zelda as the protag, saving link!!)

Peace out,

🌙

[horrorisunknowntoyou]

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Simon "ghost" riley x gen reader

Spoilers for MW2, especially the mission 'alone'.

Trigger warnings: gun shot, injuries, self blame and mentioned of childhood abuse.

You were... quiet.

Too quiet in fact.

Through out your whole time being in the military, you kept yourself distant from people. You were highly selective in who you could befriend and trust.

It wasn't your fault you were like this, growing up in abusive, neglected household. And having to be consistently be on alert and deciphering your parents moods etc. It taught you some skills to see through people lies and bluffs. You knew to be observate to every little thing a person does. And if they did one thing you didn't like, you immediately kept your distance away from them.

However as mentioned earlier, there was some downsides in these skills you obtained...it was hard to make friends within people your age.

You would watch other soldiers talk to each other from a distance, laughing, telling stories, family life. And honestly you wanted that...you didn't like being alone but no one liked how you were.

Even yourself.

But that changed when you met a man with a skull mask. Your presence wasn't obvious, you were mostly ignored until something with your speciality came up, like an art kid with a drawing assignment in English class.

But, you soon befriend the quiet man, it took alot of time but he soon put his trust in you. Gently lending a hand to you or sitting next to you without a word and letting you ramble about nonsense.

In all honesty when Simon first saw you, you had this eyes that reminded him of a lost puppy. In which he promptly gave you the nickname K-9. Because of your alertness and observation skills in people. But he mainly just referred to you by name.

And since then you two became inseparable.

You two would be paired in missions at times, sometimes during meetings or small things you would tap on Simon's hand or shoulder to alert him of something. Either they be lying, or something wasn't right.

For example

1 tap = hey, or look

2 tap = be alerted, something not right.

3 tap = this is bad.

4 taps = person is lying.

Etc. You get the jist of it.

So when you two were assigned to the mission of working with Mexican special forces along side soap you didn't bat too much of an eye towards that. But there was something in the back of your head that just didn't feel right.

During this you got to know Alejandro, Soap and others, you had alot of fun joking around and talking to them. They were like family.

And after you guys completed the mission involving the missile, a sense of dread chilled down your spine. Your chest felt heavy, Graves tone felt off...

Something was not right.

How could you not seen this sooner?

We're you blind sided?

Did you second guess yourself?

Ghost gently tapped your hand to see what's wrong as everyone walked to the gate. You quickly grabbed his hand and tapped 3 times.

Graves noticed this as they were in a middle of capturing Alejandro. He pulled out his pistol and shot y/n.

" your too alerted for your own good. " He says firmly almost mocking you.

" Y/N!"

Ghost, immediately grabbed you and hid behind a truck, his palm pressed against your wound. Soap in the other hand, fired back at the shadow company, jumping over the railing and heading down town.

Ghost had to cover your mouth letting you bite down on his thumb due to the pain and to not make any noise. Once the coast is clear he went off the other side of the road.

He went inside one of the homes, setting you down on some kitchen tiles.

"how you hold'n on? " Ghost says at you.

"physically I'm alright, but mentally no." You mumbles, as you went over to a table and with your knife, cut a piece of the fabric off to use a make shift bandage for the time being as Ghost tries to contact Soap.

Once you stop the bleeding, you looked over to Ghost. "Johnny is alive?" He nods, as your peered over to him " Simon...I'm sorry I should have noticed sooner...I'm- I'm so sorry.."

Ghost sighs, "There's nothing for you to be sorry for. Don't blame yourself."

"but-"

"Enough. First thing first, is we meet up with Johnny and figure this out." He lends his hand out to you. " Come on, I don't want to loose you in this"

You nodded and follow his suit, finally getting yourself connected with Johnny.

As you three make yourself unnoticed by the shadow company.

" y/n, how you holding on? " Soap asked.

" fine, for now...Graves didn't shoot any major organs. How about you? "

"messy."

You snickered at his comment, as you made way through a bloodied home, checking for supplies.

" good to know, you can still laugh during times like this" soap commented.

You just rolled your eyes, " what else can I do?"

---------------------

Eventually, you and ghost found an church.

"Tell johnny to meet us here, for now, we need him alive." You gestured.

Ghost nods, " Good idea, I'll take sniper position, I want you on look out, alright? Don't push yourself. "

" aye, aye captain." you playfully salute to him, as you can feel him rolling eyes at that comment.

As Ghost takes position, you kept an eye out, mainly listening to Ghost and Soap's banter. Once an awhile joining in. But soon Soap noticed your speech was off abit.

"Ghost, something is wrong with y/n you need to check on them."

"What?"

" Their speech, it's slurred...sounds like their drunk. It's best to keep them beside you. "

"slurred? Bloody hell. "

Ghost immediately heads down, and grabs you by the shoulders and shake you awake.

" y/n hold on! Johnny is near and I need you awake, this is no place to close your eyes, You hear me?"

You nodded, rubbing your eyes, soon the shadow company started to barge in. Ghost immediately helped you up to your feet.

"we need to hold it down till Soap comes and get a vehicle out of here. Do you think you can hold on till then? "

" yes sir. "

"atta (y/g)," he pats your back " let's get moving, they aren't asking for forgiveness are they? "

You smile, " no sir. "

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You shot at the shadow company, making your way outside, seeing soap outside the gate steps.

" Ghost! Soap's here! "

Ghost nods, shooting the rest of the shadow company inside, and runs over to some crates and jumps down. As you made over, he catches you and sets you down.

"Soap! We need a vehicle, on me-!" He says as he steps down the wet concrete steps. Running and taking cover, making sure both soap and y/n are following behind.

" stay sharp, they know we're here and they know it's us. They'll send more." Ghost informs soap.

As more of the shadow company appears in the plaza, gunning them down.

As you ran across the plaza shooting at the shadow company, you see a truck up ahead.

" trucks with lights on, up ahead! That's out exfil! " You alerted the other two men. " There's not much space, but I can still fit in the middle! Hurry!"

Ghost, jumps in taking the driver's seat, as soap takes in shotgun.

You never been so glad to be in middle seat for once.

"alright Johnny- you made it..." Ghost says out of breath. You smiled at soap, nodding in agreement tired at this point.

" we made it. L.t..."

soon shots are fired on the truck, glass shattering in the back. Ghost instinctly, cover your head down. Both to cover you and to look behind them as he reverses the truck. Immediately stepping on the gas and hauling ass out there.

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Once at Alejandro's base, the twos boys, made sure it's safe. Once case was clear, Ghost gestured you to come over.

The two men talked to Rodolfo their plans to break out Alejandro and " los vaqueros".

In the meantime Ghost, tells you to keep watch of the base, and to rest a bit. You needed it.

You wanted to argue but by then you were too exhausted and nodded. Before they leave for the prison break, Ghost walks over to you and pressed foreheads together, his hand on the back of your head.

You smiled as you were laying on a pile of hay.

"Love you too, Ghost I'll be okay.... " Your hands gently pressed against his cheek.

"You worry me too much." He mumbles.

"Of course I do." You mumbles, closing your eyes.

"Rest well. " He gently lets go, and walks out to follows the others outside.

A/n: I'm so sorry if this sucks lmao, but I genuinely tried! I hope you like it either way! :D

[acaaciia]

bleach

relationship: Gekko x gen!reader || Mateo x gen!reader

listed tags: fluff, friends to lovers (?), reader being a good nuera/yerno, oneshot

trigger warnings: none

synopsis: Bleaching some hair gets a little heated. 

You and Mateo have known each other since before you knew how to write your own name. You were there when you each first scratched your knees attempting to learn how to ride a skateboard, down to when the first light had occurred.

Needless to say, the two of you have been through the thick of it, and when Mateo asked for you to come over and help him with a new look, well, you couldn’t resist the offer.

It didn’t even take a second after you knocked on the door, for it to fling open, revealing Mateo with a giant grin. Wingman stood to his right, peaking over the side of his leg.  

“Por fin! (1) I knew you’d pull through.” He said, taking one of the bags from your hands and handing it over to his companion.

You grinned in return, “Of course I did, I couldn't let you damage your hair alone.”, You joked as you reached down to pet the little creature, “Now come on, let’s get this over with before your mom kills both of us.”

Stepping into the small home you immediately greet the older woman who was busy cutting up a variety of fruits, “Hola Señora, ¿cómo está hoy?”(2)

“Aye, bien mijita/mijito, ¿cómo está su mamá?” (3) Mateo 's mother looked up from where she stood in the kitchen, “Todavía está tomando ese té que lo mande?”,(4) she whipped her hands on her apron, walking around the small island to greet you with a hug.

You laughed, shaking your head as the two of you parted, “Lo termino, pero eya empenso a tomar ajo y curcuma.” (5) you said, turning to Mateo, making a sour face at the thought of the combination. “She even started putting it in my licuados.” (6)

This sparked up a whole conversation between you and Mateo’s mother, as she went over the multitudes of things your mom should start eating to improve her health. It didn’t last long before Mateo came in to save the day from his mothers ranting, “Perdoname mami,(7) but we got something super important to do.” He insisted, nudging you towards the hallway that led to his room.

The older woman rolled her eyes at her son and waved the two of you off, “Fine, fine, pero dejan la puerta abierta.” (8) She half joked, returning to her previous task.

Mateo could feel his ears heaten up at the implications and groaned out a small ‘aye ama’(9). You chuckled at his embarrassment and shot the woman a thumbs up as you let your friend lead you further into his house.

Entering Mateo’s room, you immediately made yourself at home pushing away the random junk he had laying around to make room for your snacks and bleaching materials. You set up your makeshift salon station, passing a chip or two to the quartet of creatures that watched you with interest, mainly interested in the snacks you had. As you finished setting up, you threw a curious glance to Mateo who was spinning himself around with his desk chair, ‘patiently’ waiting for you to finish.

“You ready for this?” You questioned, slipping on a pair of latex gloves before making your way around the man, a bowl filled with a mixture of bleach and developer in hand. He stopped his spinning, his eyes met yours as he looked at your reflection in the mirror. He grinned and gave you a nod of approval, “Show me whatcha got.”

“Just let me know if it starts to burn,” you warned.

Taking the brush into your hand, you started on the back of his head, trying to angle your strokes perfectly so as to not get any of the bleach onto his skin. This process took a while and continued till you finally reached the front of his head.

You were so close, he thought, your legs straddled his own as you leaned in closer for better precision around his hairline. Mateo could feel his heart pounding rapidly in his chest, his hands twitched as they tensed up to his side. Of course, he was aware of the fact that he had a thing for you, he always did. He never acted on it directly though, but with you so close he- “Quedate quieto.” (10) You practically whispered as you placed one of your gloved hands under his chin, tilting his head up for a better angle.

Mateo’s face burned as you cradled his head, he’s never gotten such an up-close view of you before. He swore he could die a happy man with a view like this. He watched as your eyebrows scrunched and contorted with a look of concentration. The way your lips pursed ever so slightly as you meticulously painted his hair with bleach, he had half a mind to take the brush from you and pull you down for a kiss himself.

“And I think that should be it.” You stated as you finished applying the last of the bleach to Mateo’s hair. It was only then, as you pulled back slightly to inspect your work, did you realize the position you had placed yourself in. Your breath hitched as your eyes met Mateos' own, your hand still hovering gently under his chin.  

You didn’t know what came over you, maybe it was the fact that you could feel the warmth of his body under your skin that made your head feel light. Maybe you simply had breathed in too much of the bleach and now it was messing with your head. Whatever the cause you couldn’t help yourself when you leaned down and captured his partially chapped lips for a kiss.

Mateo was stunned by your action but quickly recovered and reciprocated the kiss. His hands grazed over the top of your body gently, dipping between every curve and crevice trying to memorize every detail into the depths of his brain. He shifted you in closer, one of his hands making its way to your thigh to hold you in place, while the other came around to grip your waist.

The two of you lost track of time in the little universe you created where only the two of you existed. Neither of you could tell when Mateo had finally brought you down to sit comfortably in his lap, or when you had lost the bowl of bleach as or when your other hand wrapped around his neck, but the two of you weren’t in the mood to care.

Key:

1. Finally 2. (formal greeting to an older woman) Hello Ma’am, how are you? 3. mijita/mijito: a term of endearment typically from an older person to a younger person, used in a similar context as sweetie. Not to be used in a romantic sense/relationship. "Sweetie, how is your mom?" = "Mijita, how is your mom?" 4. Is she still drinking the tea I sent her? 5. She finished it, but has started to drink ginger and turmeric instead. 6. (a shake/smoothie) 7. Forgive me, mom. /Excuse me, mom./ I’m sorry, mom. 8. But, leave the door open. 9. Mom, please. (a whiney, complained/embarrassed way of saying it) 10. Stay still.

[tinknevertalks]

Roll up! Roll up! It's that time of year again: the nights are longer, it's all feeling colder, and the shops are all trying to sell you stuff. But here in the Sanctuary side of fandom, it's the start of the festive fic exchange!

Do you like writing fic?

Do you like reading fic?

Do you like putting unnecessary stress on yourself to make a wonderful gift for someone, just to have half of the fandom turn around and say, "Aaaaaaah, that's exactly what I needed to read right now?"*

Then this is the fic exchange for you! Today's post is the sign up post. Under the cut will be a list of questions. All you have to do is send me either a DM or an ask with your completed questionnaire then wait for your match!

Schedule!

Sign up: 21st Nov - 5th Dec

Matches sent out by 7th Dec

Touching base post: 20th Dec**

Collection open for posting: 26th Dec

Collection reveal: 31st Dec

This is open to anyone in the Sanctuary fandom, regardless of character/shipping preferences. When it comes to fic length, the minimum is 300 words. I don't really wanna give a max (because I know how the muse can get sometimes), but if we cap it around the 2k words mark that should be cool.***

I'll be posting a link to this around the place (and reblogging again this evening for the later crew), and you are more than welcome to message/contact me with any questions, queries or concerns.

Under the cut: the questions!

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What I'd like to receive: (go for gold! The more info you can give, the more tailored to you the fic will be.)

What I would not like to receive: (All the things that you do not vibe with, or squick you. Please please please again with any trigger warnings - I don't want a gift to upset you. 😊)

Any other info that doesn't fit in the other questions: (General vibes, could you be a pinch hitter, any thoughts, questions, etc)

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And that's that. 😊 Thank you for joining in, and see you December 7th with your matches!

*You can answer no to this one - it's just how I am when it comes to these things. XD

**If you find you can't finish, or something comes up that means you have to pull out, please let me know so I can arrange a pinch hitter. I won't be angry or disappointed or anything because this is for fun, and your health (mental and/or physical) is more important.

**Obviously, if you find you go over a bit, don't freak out or anything. This is just for fun, after all.

[1emon1ime]

Fleeting Moment [ Koba x Reader ]

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58523500

Koba x Reader hurt & comfort

You find Koba alone, wounded and in need of assistance nearby your campsite, even though you had been warned to stay away, you decided to take the chance and help him.

Rating: Gen

Warning: N/A

Just outside of your small campsite, you had heard what sounded like someone groaning in pain-- perhaps a wounded animal, yet the sound was almost human-like. It had caught you by surprise and as someone with a medical background, you were eager to see if there was anything you could do to help.

What you weren't expecting to see-- was a large ape, hunched over on the ground, one hand clutching his abdomen which wasn't doing much to stop the blood dripping onto the forest floor below him. Upon seeing him, your mouth went slightly agape. You knew of the apes' existence, rumours had spread quickly, however, seeing one of them in front of you like this was still much of a shock. Your camp had warned you, that if you ever came across one of them, not to interact with them; but how could you leave him like this, to suffer--

You too a deep breath, hesitating to approach at first, wondering how he would react. But ultimately you launched forward to help him.

"A-are you okay?" You asked, cautiously approaching the injured bonobo.

He glared up at you through his bloodshot eyes, looking like he might rip your face off. However, he didn't attempt to attack you and it was clear that he was in need of some form of medical assistance. He was injured. You weren't sure what had happened, but he was hurt quite badly. There was a chance that he could bleed out. 

"I-I want to help!" You exclaimed. "Let me take a look at your injury."

Getting a better look at him from up close was quite alarming, his fur was bristled in defence, he had a large scar that ran down one of his eyes, giving him a tough and rugged looking appearance.

“Are you a fool?”

He spoke!

Koba’s deep and gravelly voice snapped at you like a harsh bark, stopping you in your tracks. His scowl darkened into a hateful glare as his fingers dug into the soil beneath him, gripping it to the point that his knuckles turned a stark white. His gaze narrowed on you as he slowly pushed himself off the ground with a pained huff.

“Go. . . . Away." His voice low, guttural and gravelly.

Your eyes widened ever so slightly upon hearing him talk. This would make it easier to convince him. But for a moment you hesitated, wondering if you should have gotten involved in the first place, remembering what the other humans at your camp had told you. No-- You had no choice, if you didn't help him, he would surely die.

"But I can help you. I have medical experience."

Koba's eyes immediately hardened at your mention of experience with "medical procedures". Hand tightened more firmly around the gash on his abdomen, a snarl escaped his lips. He was starting to look very hostile, as if you bringing up medical experience triggered something in him to act aggressively and defensive.

"Back—stay back!" He demanded, but he was unable to get up in the end and simply hunched over on the ground, holding his wounded stomach, trying to regain his breath.

"Okay, okay. . ." You backed away slowly and put your hands up defensively. "I won't do anything." You paused before adding, "I-I can make you some medicine though. . . It's the least I can do."

Koba's expression didn't soften at your reply. If anything, his eyes just became narrower as he sized you up from his position on the ground.

"Medicine—" he hissed under his breath, but that only caused him to winced in pain again, clenching his eyes closed. "What— kind of— medicine?"

"Pain medicine." You explained, "And to disinfect the wound."

"Pain— medicine?"

Koba's expression slightly softened as he contemplated the thought of the promised pain medication. He didn't trust you completely and yet, he desperately needed the help.

With a small grumble, he slowly nodded, begrudgingly accepting your offer.

"F-fine. . . "

"Great!" You smiled, "I'll go and get it from my camp, it's just over here! Just give me a few minutes. I'm gonna have to grab the ingredients."

Koba didn't make a move to stop you. He simply remained laying on the ground, eyeing you as you rose to your feet and faded off into the distance. The ape grumbled to himself as he watched, a bitter look in his eyes, knowing that he was currently unable to do much about his current situation.

He felt pathetic, resenting himself for how out of control he felt in that moment. He couldn't even walk. He was left completely at your mercy and that fact made his blood boil.

Like all the other times.

The bright fluorescent light as he lay on the operating table almost blinding his one good eye-- The eye that he had lost to human cruelty. The pain of his open wound simulating the burning feeling of the scalpel opening up his flesh so that they could torment him more. 

As Koba lay there feeling himself drift in and out of consciousness, the image of his mother flashed in his mind. Koba remembered his mother's screams and cries, the pain she was in as she was taken from him. When Mary had closed her eyes for the final time--

I couldn't protect you.

The sound of a twig snapping broke him from his thoughts. He raised his head to find you standing a few feet away.

"I got the herbs. Let's get you fixed up."

Koba was a little bit startled when you suddenly appeared in front of him again, having been too distracted with his own thoughts to notice you return. He made a displeased noise in the back of his throat but nonetheless didn't protest, watching you with a suspicious eye as you knelt in front of him once again.

He was silent for a good moment, studying the herbs carefully and then looking back up to you. After a few more seconds, he finally grunted in response, signalling to you that he was ready.

"Take this first. It'll help numb the pain."

Koba observed the herbs you held for a moment, then snatched them out of your hand and brought them close to his face. He sniffed them, and then paused warily. Slowly, he brought the herbs to his mouth and ate them, taking the medicine reluctantly.

"Tastes bad." he huffed, not caring to be polite.

"It'll start working in a few minutes. While we wait, I'm gonna check out your wound." You made a motioning movement with your hand, as if signalling him to sit upright so that you could get a better look at his injuries.

The ape looked up, the distrust was still apparent in his eyes as he stared at you. His expression remained wary and untrusting as you announced your intentions to check his injury, and he slowly started to sit up on the ground, leaning against a tree. He winced slightly, discomfort apparent, though he made no move to stop you-- he was in no position to.

"Okay." You murmured, taking a moment to prepare the paste. Koba's eyes remained on you, silently watching as you prepared the medicine.

"This is going to sting." You warned him, pulling a cloth out and dabbing it in a bowl of water first.

"Hng-"

Koba grunted as the cloth made contact with his open wound, flinching slightly but otherwise making no other reaction.

"Sorry, I just have to make sure there's no debris." You told him, "It'll be over soon."

As soon as you were satisfied that his wound was clean, you reached for the paste that you had prepared, dabbing some onto a fresh gauze. Carefully, you applied it over his quivering, toned midriff.

It stung, a lot, and it took him a lot of self-restraint for Koba to not reach out and push you away. He grit his teeth, eyes narrowing, muscles tensing up.

"S-stop." he ordered.

"I know-- it hurts. I'm sorry, I'm almost finished."

Koba grumbled in distaste as you continued cleaning his injury, hating every second of this interaction, but knowing he had no choice other than to comply.

"Hurry." he demanded, his grip on the tree trunk was starting to get so hard that the bark started to crumble around his fingers.

You didn't waste time in applying the medicine to his injury. As soon as you were finished, you started to wrap his torso with a bandage. Even though it took quite the amount of his self-control, Koba managed to keep himself from flinching or jumping every time the bandage touched his sensitive skin. Once you finally finished wrapping his torso, he sighed, feeling a small sense of relief that it was over.

"This will keep the dirt and bacteria out. It should start feeling better in a few hours."

Kobo's breaths came out a bit rougher, his chest heaving rapidly as he started to calm down. His tense frame relaxed slightly when you finally finished dressing up his injury. His eyes drifted down to look at the bandages you had applied. It hadn't occurred to him until now that you weren't trying to hurt him, but genuinely trying to help. 

The pain medication was beginning to kick in as well, and soon, Koba realized that the pain he had been feeling before was easing.

He looked back up at you, an unreadable look in his eyes. It was almost like he was starting to reconsider his initial thoughts about you.

"I will be okay?"

"Yes, but the medicine is only a temporary fix. You should rest. Don't move too much. If you do, you could reopen the wound."

Koba didn't respond as you gave him the instructions to take care of his wound. Instead, he huffed, his expression hardening back to his usual scowls.

"I will be fine." he insisted, refusing to lie down in front of you. "I am strong."

You, however, were a little less than convinced.

"You still need rest for your body to recover, medicine or not." you pointed out. "You will only hurt yourself further if you don't rest."

Koba let out a huff again as you attempted to convince him to rest. He didn't want to give into your suggestion, but he was silently admitting to himself that you were right. He grumbled under his breath, still refusing to admit defeat.

"Perhaps ... a small rest." he muttered reluctantly, his gruff tone betraying his attempt at nonchalant.

"You can lay in my tent if you like, it's much more comfortable than the ground and it's sheltered from the elements. "

Koba's expression darkened as you suggested he rest in your tent. Immediately, he gave you a disapproving look and narrowed his eyes.

"No." he grumbled firmly, his answer short and stubborn. "Rest here. I need no human shelter."

You could see that he was getting frustrated, so you decided not to push any further.

"Okay." You agreed, "That's fine."

For awhile, there was a tense silence between the two of you. Koba simply sat with his back against the tree, staring at the ground with a grumpy expression. But then, after a few moments, he suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"Why ... did you help?" he asked, his voice was quiet.

"I heard something-- someone in pain, and I saw you. You were hurt, so I wanted to help." You told him.

"I-I—"

The ape was at a loss for words. His eyes slowly raised to look at you again as you explained your reason for helping him. He listened quietly, almost in disbelief. He was so used to people hurting him, avoiding him, running away in fear, so a human willingly helping him was an entirely new concept.

He didn't understand your motives, he was certain most of the humans in this patch of forest had been taught to avoid and fear the apes, yet here you were, helping him.

A bitter thought crossed his mind. What was your endgame in helping him? Was this some sort of trap? Or were you just pretending to be nice so you could take advantage of his weakened state?

Koba narrowed his eyes at you, his expression becoming guarded. You seemed to have taken notice, explaining yourself further.

"I'm a medic. It's my job to help others, even if they're not human."

Koba raised an eyebrow at your simple explanation. He wasn't used to humans being so ... honest. Listening to you now, there was no hint of lies or deception in your words. Your answer was straightforward and genuine. It racked his brain.

"Hmph." he grumbled, turning his head away. "I didn't need your help."

You couldn't help but chuckle softly at his stubbornness.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to rest at my campsite? You will be much more vulnerable if you stay here like this..."

Again, Koba paused for a moment, taking a deep breath and thinking over your offer. On one hand, he still felt slightly suspicious of you, of your intentions. But on the other hand, he also knew that you were right. He didn't want to admit it, but he was vulnerable like this, and he really could use some rest and getting back to the colony in this state would take a long time.

Letting out a reluctant grumble, Koba slowly began pushing himself off of the ground, preparing to stand up.

"I will be fine." He said, stumbling off into the woods. There wasn't much you could do to stop him, but you still worried.

"Well, you know where I am if you change your mind." You admitted, smiling softly as he slowly limped away into the thick of the forest, grumbling under his breath.

He was stubborn and prideful, and refused to admit that your concern for him was genuine. But even as he walked away, he could still hear your voice, light and airy, reminding him of your offer. He wanted to ignore your words, to prove that he didn't need your help, but he couldn't shake off the feeling of lingering hesitance and perhaps... a hint of longing. 

Koba stopped, turning back to glance at you. "I. . . " He started, then stopped again, struggling to find the right words.

"Thank. . . You." he mumbled, almost too quiet for you to hear. But you did. 

You paused when you heard Koba's mumbled words, almost wondering in surprise, for a moment, if you had heard them properly. But indeed, the rough, bitter ape had suddenly stopped and turned back towards your direction and actually thanked you. It was a quiet and mumbled show of gratitude, but you could clearly hear the small hint of sincerity in his voice.

And as he walked away, you couldn't help but notice that he looked a little lighter, a little less angry.

[strayheartless]

Somebody told me you're excellent at AGSZC angst, so may I humbly request your angstiest headcanon?

Oh shit, hi! Totally didn’t scream seeing this. Nope. I’m assuming by somebody you mean a certain well seasoned bird bird we both know👀…

Angst huh? Ooo I know!

(Small warning ⚠️ for allusions to EDs and body dismorphia I don’t go into huge detail on either, but I don’t know your triggers so proceed with caution if needed.)

Genesis is far more similar to Sephiroth he knows or will acknowledge. It’s something that bugs Angeal because if they just communicated better they’d see there is no need to be covetous or jealous of the other. However, they are both traumatised idiots and it is a waste of time trying to force them to talk.

For all Angeal pokes fun at at Genesis about growing up rich, he knows he had a bad childhood. Like Sephiroth he was held to an impossible standard; one that to this day Genesis doesn’t know if he’ll ever be able to achieve. He was ignored by his father and his mother obsessed over vain things such as his weight and the shape of his facial features. Part of what Genesis hates about sephiroth is how beautiful he is, how muscular, how physically healthy and perfect he is.

To Genesis, Sephiroth doesn’t just represent the perfect soldier but the perfect son. So in the early years of being a soldier, Genesis restricted his own meals, read more and more to build a better vocabulary, planned surgeries for his face (that he thankfully never did) and talked obsessively about his looks. This manifests as the Genesis everybody knows and dislikes. The Genesis who boasts and pontificates and has the lexical field of a thesaurus.

Angeal knows that this is largely a cover up for just how insignificant Genesis feels. He knows that the minute Genesis is alone, truly alone, the hatred of himself seeps back in and he’d quite happily rip of his own skin and start anew. Sephiroth understands to some extent that this is the case, but he is too busy dealing with the emotional bruises Genesis’ jealousy and rage cause him that it’s hard to see past it to the hurting little boy underneath.

The fact that Genesis was an incredible inventor doesn’t even register to Gen anymore, but it’s the achievement that sparked the need for approval. His father had looked at him for that. He had said he was proud of him. His mother had not picked at his appearance for once, she had seen her little boy as brilliant… “a real money maker,”. Now Genesis sees the praise for what it was, self-involved. They were proud because it brought them profit, not because their son was clever. He’d felt so angry realising that.

He had everything he wanted growing up. Everything was perfect and just so…. His nannies put up with his silly games and crying over scraped knees, his mother at least existed in his world. His father didn’t hit him so he guessed he should be greatful. He wasn’t experimented on (that he knows of.) and he was safe (to his knowledge.). He shouldn’t want Sephiroth’s life!

And he doesn’t. But he wants his physical existence, the praise the glory. He wants for his mother to look at Sephiroth and say “look at what Genesis is doing, you could take a few pointers from him,”. He wants his father to be Glad it was Genesis they had and not Sephiroth.

He just wanted to look at himself and not want to tear himself apart. He just wanted to not have to be so careful with his physical appearance, his weight, the shape of his eyes, his hair, his… everything.

Hating Sephiroth was easier than hating himself… it’s a shame that hating Sephiroth meant hurting him.

You have no idea how much I have wanted to write that in long form lol. Thank you for the chance to get angsty!❤️

[4ga1n5t-4ll-4uth0r1ty]

ive rummaged through my brain thoroughly and I believe i am pretty confident for what is going on /gen (this post is mostly for me, but can be helpful to others :] )

trigger warnings for below - suicide mention, sh, (y'all i need help with trigger warnings idk what to put and i don't want anyone to be hurt TT)

what i definitely might have

trauma that poses as factitious disorder

OCD - 100% - diagnosed, experienced since age 6

anxiety - 100% - diagnosed, experienced since toddler hood

depression - 100% - undiagnosed, experienced since this year (comes with suicidal thoughts !1! :D)

dyscalculia - 55% (im not sure. im told i have it by my psychiatrist and mother quite frequently, but i think im just bad at math. I've only exaggerated on it once, with me "switching around the numbers 6 and 7") - diagnosed, experienced since birth

PTSD - 100% - assessing, experienced since age 2, only found out this year

autism - 100% - verbally diagnosed, experienced since birth

ADHD - 100% - verbally diagnosed, experienced since birth

things i have faked

hallucinations - i do have them, just not to the extent i say. the fears that have emerged from them are real

ASPD - don't know why, the stigma surrounding ASPD is already horrible (which no one should go through simply because of their disorder, it's not right)

chronic fatigue - i do experience quite a large amount of fatigue on a constant basis, but not to the point of it being chronic and as serious as the condition. fatigue, chronic or not, is not 'laziness' and should not be labelled as such.

schizophrenia - i don't know when exactly it started, the hallucinations i would force myself to have started to actually happen though

^^ THERE ARE MORE, ITS JUST VERY EARLY IN THE MORNING RIGHT NOW AND I CANT THINK TT

one thing that makes me doubt things is the amount of disorders/disabilities that are labelled as 'what i definitely might have', so they may change. let me know if any of them don't work together and i will continue to look into my head. I want to stop lying

one thing i know for sure is that none of my experiences/stories are fake, so please don't take them as such

most of my vents are real and genuine, if i delete them, they either weren't or i was just embarrassed about my feelings

all the sh, meltdowns, shutdowns, stimming, and hyperfixations (can i call them that ? im not sure TT) are genuine

i am so so so so sorry to everyone i have lied to and manipulated

[and-then-there-were-n0ne]

New research shows that Gen Z are more risk-averse than previous generations. Apparently we perceive more dangers in life, are more likely to see situations as “black and white”, and see spaces as either safe or dangerous.

Of course this isn’t surprising. I get tired of the whole snowflake trope being tacked onto everyone in Gen Z, but it’s also difficult to deny that we’re generally much more fearful than previous generations. Much of the attention on this goes to those calling for trigger warnings and safe spaces—which I’d say are an important but very vocal minority—but what’s actually endemic, something I see constantly among my generation, is a subtler form of safetyism, a reluctance to take risks in our everyday lives. Being terrified to talk on the phone. Being scared to order in a restaurant. And somewhere I think it’s really starting to affect us is being risk-averse about relationships.

Gen Z are dating less. Having less sex. Settling for situationships that are empty and meaningless. And I think a major part of this is that human connection comes with a high level of risk. Among young men, for example, I’d say this risk-aversion is most obvious in fear of rejection. A recent survey found that almost 45% of men aged 18 to 25 have never approached a woman in person. Another Pew Survey found that half of single men between 18 and 30 are voluntarily single, which some suggest is in part because of fear.

But I think young women are also risk-averse about relationships. We are naturally more risk-averse, for a start, and an even higher number of women are voluntarily single. But our risk-aversion plays out differently. Most obvious to me is the way we talk about relationships, the advice young women give each other, the therapy-speak and feminist clichés that I think often cloak a deep fear of hurt and vulnerability.

Honestly, this kind of thing is everywhere. Social media is full of young women warning each other and listing out red flags and reasons why you should dump him or dodge commitment. He compliments you a lot? Love-bombing. Says I miss you too soon? Run. Approaches you in person? Predator. It’s all so cynical. It’s all about how not to catch feelings; ways not to get attached; how “you’re not gonna get hurt if you have another man waiting”! We blunt romance and passion with this constant calculation of risk, this paranoid scanning for threats, and by holding back to avoid being hurt. We encourage each other to be emotionally absent, unfazed, uncaring. We even call it empowerment! It’s not. It’s neuroticism. I think we are a generation absolutely terrified of getting hurt and doing all we can to avoid it. [...]

Then, of course, there’s social media, dating apps—these mechanical ways we meet and find love. Fake spaces where we can avoid any form of discomfort. Where we swipe through people like products instead of approaching them with a pounding heart; where we ghost and block instead of learning how to have difficult conversations; where we start relationships without real risk, without intense chemistry, with no feeling at all. Now we get together not from passion or thrill but after analysing profiles, reviewing selfies, rehearsing DMs. It’s all so safe; it’s all so calculated.

My other suspicion is that this has to do with changing cultural and sexual mores. Family breakdown, for example. In the UK, a third of Gen Z now see their parents split by the time they are 16. Try not being risk-averse when those are your templates for love. Also, too, the sexual revolution, where the liberalising of sexual norms have made dating extremely confusing. Where casual sex has become the default, where we’ve lost the guardrails of custom and chivalry, and nobody wants to put themselves on the line. Sometimes it seems to me we’ve become so suspicious of each other’s intentions that we pathologise romance and commitment, and end up psychoanalysing to death behaviour that’s actually decent. Now we take everything that comes with real love—being affected by someone else’s emotions, putting your partner’s needs first, depending on them—and call it damage or anxious attachment or trauma. No! It’s called deep connection! And God, yes, wouldn’t it be much easier if it was a pathology, a disease, one we could diagnose and solve because it’s scary and it comes without guarantees. But it isn’t.

It’s tragic, all of this. Tragic because it’s putting us on a trajectory to miss out on what’s actually meaningful. There’s no love without vulnerability. There’s no life without fear. And you will no doubt derail romance if you are too risk-averse. I’ve written elsewhere about how I think this fear of discomfort is in part why young people are putting off major life decisions like marriage and having children. What’s interesting to me about all these #childfree TikToks everyone likes to dunk on isn’t that people don’t want kids—I don’t think everyone should—it’s that they often don’t want them out of fear. Like that TikToker who created “The List”—a crowdsourced list of reasons not to have children that’s been seen by millions—which includes every possible risk from swollen ankles to rashes to bloating to muscle cramps. Really? We’re willing to miss out on the richest and most beautiful moments of being human—what actually makes life worth living—because it comes with risk?

I could put a caveat here and say of course, be cautious of these relationships, be wary in these situations, etc, etc, but I won’t. Because that’s all we ever hear. So I’ll just say stop being so cautious. Stop overanalysing it. Don’t sit inside dwelling on what could go wrong. Don’t psychoanalyse everything to the point you deaden something real. You’ve been duped into thinking you can create a life without danger, one liberated from constraints and uncomfortable emotions, and that such a life is desirable. But you can’t, and it’s not. If you connect with someone and it comes with the risk of losing something, good. You’re alive!

Otherwise what’s the alternative? Some soulless life of safety and consumption? Purging your own life of meaning because things might possibly go wrong? Sitting safely inside staring at screens, watching simulations of strangers live their lives? And staying anxious and alone and never seeing that as the ultimate risk? Never seeing that maybe the most dangerous life is one that demands nothing of you?

Screw that! Take a chance! Trust someone! Fall in love! Feel something! Build something meaningful and scary and try your best not to blow it up. Because looking at how many of us feel anxious, depressed, hopeless, nihilistic, fragile and alone, the last thing this generation needs is to take less risks. The last thing we need is another reason to kill off connection. What we need is to create lives for ourselves that threaten us with their terrifying potential for pain and rejection and hurt. Because that’s living. It’s scary; it really is. But we should risk it.

[whumptober]

Okay this is like a general question but it’s related to whumptober

How do a03 tags work? I saw that the info said to use the whumptober2023 tag but I don’t really understand tagging in general?

Please help 😭

No worries, Anon, I shall do my best to explain!

Our tumblr tagging system is for the those posting on tumblr and would like to be reblogged to the @whumptober-archive. If you're not fussed about that, then feel free to use #whumptober2023 for your posts, with any other tags that you feel best describe your work.

Ao3 tags are incredibly useful for finding fics/excluding fics with things you don't want to see. For example, when searching a fandom you can exclude 'smut' if you do not wish to see those kinds of fics. Similarly if you want to find whump (more commonly tagged as 'hurt/comfort'), then you can choose to include those tags in your search.

(AO3 tagging system under the cut)

On AO3, tagging is slightly different as it is put into sections:

I'll start off by saying that you know your work better than anyone else, so use your best judgement when filling out warnings etc. The '?' symbol next to each section title provides some good information that may help your decision making.

Ratings: for whump, 'teen and up' is generally a good place to start, though depending on how mild/graphic it is, you could just keep it to 'general audiences' or rate it as 'mature.'

Archive warnings: (As above, this section can also be hard to judge with whump fics.) Personally, I find 'choose not to use archive warnings'/'no archive warnings apply' as a decent middle-ground for whump. Others may have different ideas of this, but my decision is based on the fact I generally post on the 'milder' side of whump, and I include a lot of tags. If you think your fic contains graphic content, select 'Graphic depictions of violence.'

Fandoms: Here you can search for the fandom you're writing for. It should show up in a drop-down menu beneath the bar. If you're writing for multiple fandoms, list all of them! If you're posting original content to AO3, use the 'Original Work' tag. For a small fandom that may not be listed already, you can just type in the fandom name and It'll create that fandom tag.

Categories: if you have relationships in your fic, you can tag them here. For example if your fic contains a male x male pairing, you'll select 'm/m'. If your fic contains general relationships (non-romantic) or the ships aren't the focus of the fic, you can select 'Gen'. You can choose as many of these tags as you want, depending on your fic.

Relationships: In this section, you can list the characters in the relationship. You can start typing a character's name, and the list of pre-exisiting ships will appear in the drop down. For example, if you type in 'Dean Winchester', 'Dean Winchester / Castiel' will be an option. If your ship is a rare pair, then you can create a tag yourself by writing both characters names with a '/' in the middle.

Characters: All of the characters that appear in your fic, are listed here. If a character is only mentioned, you can tag them as the following: 'John Constantine (Mentioned)'

Additional tags: Everything else goes here: whumptober2023, whumptober, whump, angst, hurt/comfort, injury, illness... any tag that you think fits your work goes here - especially content/trigger warnings. For tagging whump, I recommend tagging the main tropes (eg, 'water inhalation', 'drowning', 'torture').

Tags can always be added/removed even after the fic is posted, so if you think of a tag to add, or think one isn't relevant to your fic, you can always adjust them!

AO3 also has a tag FAQ section: here

I do hope this helps, but as always the ask box is open. If anyone else has advice for Anon or any additional information, feel free to mention in the reblogs/replies!

[gorgeousundertow]

🪖HBOWAR Fandom Q/A 🪖

I'm totally doing this as an excuse to give everyone recs BUCKLE UP

Name/ Alias:

CorvidCordelia on AO3

Country: US

Which of the series have you seen - BOB, P, GK, MOTA:

All of them!

Use an emoji or ONE word to describe your favourite character in an hbowar miniseries: VAT 69

Ultimate ship (if any): Winnix, but Brad/Nate's going pretty hard these days

Favourite fic (yes I made this q&a just to get fic recs):

Putting a break in here because I'm giving A LOT OF RECS

I just read A Single United Body for the first time, and it's brutal and beautiful (BoB, Winnix)

Hold Your Breath and Count to Ten (Gen Kill, Brad/Nate, It's a 007 AU and Nate is Q, it's great, just go with it)

and my glory shall be love (Gen Kill, Brad/Nate, Nate is a VP and Brad is a Secret Service Agent)

Things That Stop You Dreaming (BoB, Webgott, Lieb is hitchiking and Web picks him up)

Folded and Unfolded and Unfolding (BoB, Winnix, Modern AU)

Song for a Winter's Night (BoB, Winnix, Omegaverse but weirdly sweet?)

The Luckiest (BoB, Winnix, Modern AU, 7k words of sweet perfection)

Some sunny days (TP, Sledgefu, wistful)

Give You Peace (BoB, Speirton, Hagenau Sicklysexytimes)

Salvage (BoB, Baberoe, brutal but beautiful)

The 90-Day Wonder (BoB, Winnix, trigger warning: sadness)

oh your love is sunlight (BoB, Winnix, modern AU, more dog-related sweetness)

Chance Music (BoB, Winnix, it's very good you should read it)

The Earth Below My Feet (BoB, Winnix, the best there is maybe? For me anyway)

Hell and Bad Intentions (BoB, Winnix, Nix is an idiot)

What are some ways you interact in the fandom?:

I write fics! I read fics! I watch scenes and create romance-related explanations for why characters behave the way they do!

Favourite colour:

Pink

Current favourite song:

Blame My Ex, Beaches

What would you say if I held up a can of peaches?:

"It's a can of peaches, sir."

-smile that's invisible to the naked eye.

Complete this sentence: “Where the hell is ___ company?!”

F. Always F Company, officers crapping out on their training

Other accounts or socials?:

Nope!

List one other fandom member (mutual or a follower you admire) for some appreciation:

Oh jeez. You all are so great. @basilone you're hooking me up with some great MoTA gifs, @mercurygray I can always rely on you for an excellent perspective. @blood-mocha-latte same, I always find myself enjoying what you have to say. @jenkil pretty sure I'm just reblogging your whole tumblr these days so I should probably say thanks? @lamialamia and I are supporting each other through scary things like this here post. @mutantmanifesto thanks so much for coming with me on our mutual Brad/Nate journey - where's the Brad art???

[liliallowed]

I went into this trying to cause chaos but now I'm genuinely saying this because they kinda need to be called out.

Crimson, the big demon, the player, is kind of bleugh.

I would say pathetic but in truth the term they need should be more complex and left to interpretation.

Crimson, you clearly have issues and you have a horrible way of dealing with them. That is clear beyond belief. (It's even stated by lili herself.)

You should probably realize that you're never going to get what you want out of things. You clearly want some emotional attachment however the way you determined a "fool proof way" to get it will only lead you to disappointment. Though, personally, I don't care. You did this to yourself and you wrapped all of us into it because you're both selfish and blind. That's not my problem.

I can only be so calm and uncaring about your behavior, though I guess I still don't care lmao.

I don't care what happens anymore, I don't care about if we die(though idk about the others' opinions lol). We've been doomed to a cycle. We'll break eventually. The moment we weren't allowed to die was the moment that proved there is no turning point, there is nothing for us anymore.

God, all I wanted to do was relax.

I wish we were still with Dust, I really want cuddles right now.

Congrats, Crimson. You've officially made things harder for everyone, including yourself. I don't even care what you say to that or how you feel.

(Idk why I got so into typing this lmao)

yeah they're a bit of a self contradictory asshole. (you good bud?/gen/lh I did put the warning tags there for a reason lol. you're absolutely right to call them out for it. I hope it didn't trigger you!)

also not gonna deny them being basically a whirlpool of angst dragging anyone who comes close enough to the bullshit.

but this reaction of yours would... trigger them to go back to being absolutely HORRIBLE to you.

they were being "docile" and "peaceful" to you so far. but they can do SO MUCH worse to you than what they did to dust.

they'd also weaponize sans knowing you care for him. they're toxic most when they're being threatened with being LEFT BEHIND or left alone. if you treat them by ignoring them?

yeaaaah they're gonna fucking lose their shit and go off the rails just to keep you there... they're not yandere for no reason. and unlike most media actual people with yandere like traits aren't cool or bad ass. they're scary and disgusting selfish people who CAN'T see beyond their own desires. trapped in their own head.

dust is the opposite but has the same obsession he wants to save you from their games by killing you.

I know they're mean. and it's okay if you hate them! I didn't make them to be likable. I just made them the combination of being completely apathetic AND obsessed to death...

are you gonna choose death/true reset? that's always an option to weaponize against both dust AND crimson.

I'll wait to see who else is on board.

[yoinkschief]

sorry to bother you but I'm confused, your DNI has both pro and anti shippers in it so I'm not sure what you mean by that? I figure maybe it's because you're using a different definition of those words or something? Proship means fiction is harmless and actions people take are unrelated/their own responsibility/fault so anything can be portrayed in any way as long as it's fictional, antiship means harmful things shouldn't be portrayed in a positive light on fiction because it will bleed into reality via subconsciousness of readers and lead to bad actions. They're stances on censorship and how the human brain responds to fiction. They're not wether or not you personally ship problematic things or something. Excluding both of them leaves...no one, because both veiws on fiction are outlawed. Knowing this, that line in the DNI is confusing for me because I don't know wether or not I can interact at all, and also it just doesn't make sense. Do you have anything to say on this or like, clarification on why it's written like that and what you mean? Thank you so much in advance /gen /nm

My, what a hefty ask *cracks knuckles*

So, yes in my DNI I have Pro/Com shippers (which I'm loosely using interchangeably since one definition is "it's okay it's not real" and the other is "it's okay" period) and antishippers which as you stated is being against showing serious/harmful topics in media on a positive light

The biggest reason I have Antishipping in there was mostly because my definition of it was more towards people who were against shipping in fandom spaces because I'm a big multishipper and I didn't want someone coming onto my page and bashing me for that, just as a way to keep me safe and not have to deal with that kind of drama

The definition you brought up o wasn't aware of, but I'd like to talk about it and specifically the way you said that excluding both Pro/Com and Antishippers leaves no one left which,, I'm not sure it's true

Correct my if I'm wrong but one side is saying "shipping problematic stuff is cool and doesn't reflect poorly on the person behind it" and the other is saying "don't put problematic ships in media because it reflects poorly on the people behind it and influences the the people interacting with it" which,,, I dunno how much I believe one side over the other

Which is a running trend with me lol

Anyway, on the hand I said I don't want to interact with Proshippers and Comshippers because the way I've known it is they ship things that they enjoy that are highly frowned upon. I don't wanna interact with these people because they often ship (trigger warning ->) zoophilia, pedophilia, necrophilia, etc. and, well, as someone in the EW community, it's a lot more prominent than you'd think unfortunately

But at the same time I'm a big advocate for "we should be able to write about anyone and everything in media", for example: the German movie simply titled "M"

It's a movie about a very serious topic of child murder, which isn't exactly shipping but I'm using it as an example, but never have I ever thought that the creator of this film liked child murder

I think that, if a topic is done correctly add respectfully, we should be able to write about anyone and everything in media

Not to say I want fully detailed scenes of unsavory things, like I said doing it RESPECTFULLY, because it's important to talk about and show uncomfortable topics and toxic relationships and their negative connotations, that they happen and the journey that is

Now this isn't done spiel of me trying to say "erm actually I'm right you're wrong", I'm just trying to explain my place in all this

TLDR; I have a different definition of Antishippers but I don't necessarily agree with the definition you brought to my attention

I'll clarify which Antishipper definition I mean tho on my list so there's no confusion :)

[zosonils]

they should add a pokemon with base 1200 stats thats catchable and usable. for fun

WARNING: special interest activated. long ass ramble about an incredibly niche application of pokemon spaghetti code that nobody else cares about deploying in t minus 5 seconds. press j to abort

well here's the fun thing! gen 8 has eternatus, which isn't actually obtainable in its eternamax form but does have the code there for all its stats so you can fight it in the story, and sports a bst of 1125 [for comparison the highest statted actually obtainable pokemon, mega rayquaza, has a 780 bst, and without counting form changes it's arceus at 720]. even if you have eternatus in your party dynamaxing it doesn't do anything interesting, but as a consequence eternamax eternatus is a separate pokemon within the game's code, making it technically possible to hack in as a pokemon

enter smogon's two hacked formats, balanced hackmons and pure hackmons. balanced hackmons is probably better known, it's where things like sturdy shedinja and flash fire ferrothorn run around, but the key word there is balanced. moves, abilities, and pokemon that are so brokenly powerful they make things uncompetitive are banned, and standard rules like sleep and evasion clause are still in effect. naturally, eternamax is banned banned banned from balanced hackmons for being stupidly overpowered. however, it's allowed in pure hackmons, which is essentially anything goes but for sadomasochists. aside from endless battle sets [like the infamous funbro] you can literally do whatever the fuck you want so long as it is possible within the constraints of the game's code to hack in. naturally, this includes having an eternamax eternatus or three [not hyperbole] on your team

so the thing is that pokemon code is fucking bad. have i mentioned that yet. putting aside the obvious messes like everything that moves and most things that don't in the gameboy entries or scarlet and violet blatantly not being finished at launch, the battle system is full of bizarre oversights and overflow errors and needlessly complex accident-prone methods for doing incredibly simple things. one of these problems is that because of how natures are calculated [which i won't get into it's too much math] every non-hp stat only goes up to 654, overflowing to 0 at 655. normally this doesn't matter because you need at least a base stat of 249 to get this far, which no pokemon has in any stat other than hp, which isn't affected by nature and thus can't have this issue. but the thing is that pokemon can have a base stat that high, it goes up to 255 as seen with blissey's hp, there just isn't any pokemon with a non-hp stat that high. [if you're curious, the highest non-hp stat is on the mighty shuckle, with 230 in both defences; still not enough to overflow.] except eternamax eternatus, which beats out shuckle with 250 defence and special defence, which is just enough to trigger the overflow at level 100 with a boosting nature and max ivs and evs, making what should be a stat of 658 a very embarrassing 3 instead. and if you carefully stat your eternatus to have 655 in either defence, it will have a final stat of exactly zero

here's where we hit another error! isn't pokemon great! so pokemon's damage calculation doesn't really know what to do when you tell it to divide by zero, fair enough. instead of crashing itself trying to perform an impossible calculation, the game just kinda gives up and replaces the value with a zero and calls it a day. alright, nice, the game didn't crash, but because you did that at the defence step of the damage calculation, you just deleted the opposing pokemon's corresponding attack stat and its move's base power, whoopsy daisy! this makes it pretty much impossible to deal any more than 2 hp of damage to a pokemon with 0 defences. fortunately, it's only possible to overflow to 0 on one stat per pokemon, but still, you're effectively invincible on one side of the attacking spectrum. combined with eternamax's blissey-level hp stat, immunity to toxic, and monstrous other defence stat, this makes it practically invincible

centralising does not even begin to describe eternamax in pure hackmons. this thing makes gen 1 mewtwo look like quagsire. as the viability rankings put it, the only pokemon that are even remotely usable in ph are eternamax, pokemon that support eternamax, pokemon that can do something to at least one version of eternamax, and pokemon that counter the ones that can do something to eternamax. the only listed sample team is 50% eternamax. it's not literally unkillable, no pokemon is, but the only somewhat consistent way around it is to either do an incredible job setting up to hit its non-invincible side without getting knocked out in the process or to resort to frustrating, otherwise uncompetitive strats like perish trapping, ohko moves, or hazard phasing. either way, you're probably in for a mind-numbingly long, stally, boring, and uncompetitive game. eternamax is so overwhelming that gen 8 pure hackmons has been left mostly abandoned out of frustration and will probably stay that way unless eternamax is somehow banned or made possible to deal with

tl;dr they [kind of] added a [nearly] 1200 bst pokemon already and unless they fix their damn nature calculation it might genuinely fucking ruin the game if it was legitimately available lmao

[spitzyyyy]

self indulgent rant under the cut

TL;DR: people who put phobia causing images in the thumbnails of videos without warning that aren’t specifically educational videos are assholes, and they should fuck off. this goes for any phobia: trypophobia, arachnophobia, etc. i’m fine with nature channels doing this, since. i know what i’m getting when i subscribe to one. but for non nature channels it’s a bitch move.

as a severe arachnophobe: content creators who put spiders as the focus in the thumbnails of their videos can go fuck themselves /gen. like. they don’t have to be in the FUCKING THUMBNAIL unless you are a channel that does that shit regularly. i don’t want to be on my phone, checking my youtube dashboard, and get hit with a close up of a black recluse!! i understand 100% if you’re a nature channel and that is your job, but if it isn’t then like. idk don’t fucking do that??? i’ve gotten into the habit of avoiding videos about bugs because the odds of there being a picture of a spider somewhere in there without warning is really high! when someone says “tw: bugs” i think BUGS, not spiders or scorpions!! fuck you if you call spiders bugs in the first place: THEYRE NOT. spiders aren’t bugs, they’re arachnids! there’s a distinction. and if you’re arachnophobic, there’s a huge difference between being afraid of spiders and being afraid of other insects!! i fucking love insects but i can’t look them up without having to worry if i’m going to have a breakdown because of images of spiders being mixed in! putting a spider in the thumbnail is rude as hell, especially if you don’t usually make videos that cover spiders/bugs—your audience has no warning! and not putting an arachnophobia warning in the video or description is also bad! sifting through comments to see if there’s any mentions of spiders is NOT easy either: it’s so EASY to miss any mentions that if i’m worried that i’ll be hit with a picture of a spider then i’ll not watch the video—even when the stuff genuinely interests me! and that doesn’t even get me started on videos that drop images of spiders with no prompting! i’m trying to watch a TED talk about that astronaut that went blind in space, and he drops a picture of a brown recluse with no prompting or warning!!

spiders genuinely make me feel icky when i see them: we get them on the door in the summer, and i will genuinely wait for someone else to come and open the door rather than get anywhere near a spider. i don’t like being in the same fucking room as them! there’s a reason i have them blacklisted and why i’ll ask someone else to look something up if im worried that there might be spiders in the results! scorpions don’t bother me—i think they’re badass—it is literally just spiders.

i’m. very opinionated about this. as someone with a genuine fear which makes me incapable of enjoying things, fuck people who put pictures of spiders in the thumbnails of their videos and don’t properly warn about it. those people are fucking assholes.

i’ll say this again: nature channels which focus specifically on nature and informational videos about that are different! you EXPECT that to come from them, since that’s they’re job!! i wouldn’t get mad at casual geographic for putting spiders in a video that he dedicated to bugs: if i watch that, i sign up for it. that’s on me. or if i watch a yt short about why you shouldn’t eat bananas with white spots on the peel (it could be a sign of mold or spider infestation, neither of which you want to eat) then i signed up for it!! if i watch a kurzgesagt video about the ant kingdom and warrior ants that will beat the shit out of everything (including tarantulas) then i expect that i might get hit with an animated spider!! in those cases, my panic response is under control, because i ANTICIPATED that i would be dealing with it! but if daily dose of internet puts spiders in the thumbnail without warning, then what the fuck. i don’t expect that! it triggers my panic response near instantly (which is to instinctually throw the thing with the spider on it away and to curl up into a ball) and i become WAY too self conscious!! i literally go into a fight or flight response with spiders—it’s flight. nature channels: i expect! non nature channels: i do not expect and it freaks me out. there’s a difference between me watching videos with bugs in them and being aware of the risk vs me watching a gaming video and being shown a spider.

i know people genuinely don’t mean harm when they do this, but it’s not THAT hard to not have spiders in the thumbnail. it’s not that hard to put a “cw: spiders” or “tw: arachnophobia” at the beginning of your video OR in the description! if you can warn about blood or death, then you can warn about spiders, as it’s one of the most common phobias!

[lang-rangler-enjoyer]

I should have put a trigger warning for abuse on my last ask sorry but basically my question was if you have any headcanons of Guccio’s childhood because wow! His privilege card is fucked and no one talks about it

It's all good, but thanks for the concern :)

Also I am SO SORRY I took so long to respond :,)

Fun little fact: "-uccio" is a diminutive Italian suffix, so Guccio is a shortened version of a diminutive form of another Italian name like Ugo -> Uguccio -> Guccio. I know it's just a fashion reference but like

He’s a little guy (derogatory)

Anyway.

(Also, I’m not defending his sexual assault charge here, these headcanons are not meant to make excuses for that kind of behaviour)

I love @1 /80130db's (slashed so I don't bother them with a ping) headcanon that his family is Italian but he was born in America. I'm an immigrant myself so I love it when characters are first or second gen immigrants as well. Being an immigrant or child of an immigrant can feel really lonely (for some people at least) because you're too [home country] to fit in with your peers and too [new country] to feel at home with your parents, so I can imagine Guccio going through similar. OOPS IM PROJECTING IGNORE ME-

But yeah, a disconnect between him and his family could cause a lot of conflict, maybe they blame each other for him not connecting with them? Even just the tension on a daily basis, not being able to understand some of the more complicated words or phrases if they’re speaking Italian at home, any time he does something they don’t approve of it’s because he’s too American, ect, eventually that constant tension boils over into fights over Guccio doing minor things or just existing in their area

Just my dumb little thoughts :0