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[boegy]

This is an awesome guide and I want to add a few of my personal choices to it and provide more resources.

Note: I am, by no means, an expert.

Disclaimer: Some of the suggestions below may be missing features you are used to. It's free, roll with it. 😎

Level 1:

Another browser extension you should know about is LibRedirect. With it, you can pass links over to alternative sites to view the content. Be aware that the majority of the alternative sites are run by volunteers and enthusiasts; they don't always work 🙁 Small note: The name "Libre" gets used a lot by privacy-respecting and open source alternatives where previously they might have used "Free" or "Open".

Level 2:

Adobe Alternatives DuckDuckGo uses Bing for results, I also use StartPage for Google results. There is a desktop app for watching Youtube content called FreeTube that I recommend. It's a front-end for YouTube and Invidious servers (which re-stream YouTube content).

Level 3:

AdGuard is fine but if you are setting up a Raspberry Pi anyway, consider Pi-hole as an alternative option.

Level 4:

If, for some strange reason, you disregard the above guide and think that putting AdGuard on your phone is a reasonable alternative to the suggestions here, I would suggest that you DON'T. It may be different now but when I tried it the Android app it asked me to install a certificate. It does this so that it can modify websites you visit to block more ads. The downside is that it also allows them to read everything that would normally be encrypted. They may not be doing anything nefarious with it, but it's a risk I'm not taking. So, if a third-party you don't trust asks you to install a certificate, DON'T.

Level 5:

Awesome Piracy If you don't want to sign up for usenet and prefer to use torrents, get a good VPN and lock the torrent client down to only use the VPN connection. There are torrent tests you can do to see if your IP is exposed. In your VPN client, pick a country where copyright isn't a word! 😉

Level 6:

In addition to ReVanced, I want to also promote the app NewPipe which can be downloaded from the F-Droid store. F-Droid is an app store for your Android phone that hosts open-source apps and tells you every dirty detail of what each app does, privacy-wise. NewPipe is a YouTube alternative/Invidious front-end for Android.

Level 7:

Custom Windows playbooks are awesome and while I don't know Revi very well, but I will definitely check it out! Just browsing the docs I noticed that they default to the Brave browser. This is a personal opinion but I don't trust Brave as much as open-source alternatives. They have tried some interesting attempts at monetization in the past that make me suspect. Use the browser you are comfortable with instead and use a well-known, good adblock like uBlock Origin or uBlock Origin Lite. In addition to Firefox and its derivatives there is also Chromium and Ungoogled-Chromium if you want something familiar to Chrome.

Level 8:

Seriously, use Linux if you can (and if you do, make backups of your important files first!). Ignore Linux users that tell you to use Arch or an Arch derivative, it's not for beginners. When stuff breaks you just have to figure it out. Ubuntu, Mint, and Pop! are great for beginners but if you play games they may not be the most up-to-date for that. (Pop is especially behind at the moment 😭 but I'm hoping that changes soon) I personally use Fedora which is also great for beginners, is very up-to-date, and never gives me problems. However it does require one post-install setup step to replace the media codecs with "non-free" ones to make some media playback situations work. Other than that, it works so well that I actually find it boring compared to the usual amount of tinkering I'm used to! Fedora has two notable derivatives: Nobara, which is slightly tweaked for improved gaming performance and includes the media tweaks, and Bazzite which is similar to SteamOS but for general hardware (it's for gaming-specific setups like handhelds and living room gaming where you need a controller-focused interface).

Level ???:

You can host your own websites (webapps) made by others! I fell down this rabbit hole after Google killed Reader and I found self-hosted RSS alternatives. Later, I set up Docker and now I run dozens of useful webapps for all sorts of things! Try stuff out!

Hopefully this is helpful to someone. Feel free to ask me general questions about any of the above. If you have setup questions or technical issues, please contact the creators of the above projects first, as I can't cover everything everywhere. I try to, though! 😂

In case anyone is curious, I'm a software developer (mostly in web development) with a lot of general IT skills and troubleshooting experience and I spend a lot of my time tinkering with Linux, FreeBSD, self-hosted apps, open-source software, and supporting Windows systems that are all over the place. I have experience going back to MS-DOS, using Linux since the late 90's and have been running Linux as my primary system for over 5 years now (since Valve released Proton).

Thanks for reading!

genuinely wild to me when I go to someone's house and we watch TV or listen to music or something and there are ads. I haven't seen an ad in my home since 2005. what do you mean you haven't set up multiple layers of digital infrastructure to banish corporate messaging to oblivion before it manifests? listen, this is important. this is the 21st century version of carving sigils on the wall to deny entry to demons or wearing bells to ward off the Unseelie. come on give me your router admin password and I'll show you how to cast a protective spell of Get Thee Tae Fuck, Capital

[serxinns]

Harsh words from a beloved friend

Forgotten reader au scenario

Btw this was inspired by this post right here, and the concept and AU are NOT mine. They belong to @lovelybrooke . If you want to know more about the AU and support the creator, please do. They need all the love for their hard work!

WARNING! Before you read this fic includes: violence towards the reader, bullying, infantilization towards the reader, xenophobia? (I think idk), yandere behaviors, manipulation, gaslighting, and other topics that I may have forgotten that are probably triggering as well read at your own risk

A/n: whew, it's done finally. I hope you like it, everyone! Please tell me if I did represent infantilization inappropriately or not accurately in the comments. Constructive criticism is allowed. Also, if anyone can tell me what the headboard represents, it means you get your request written next!

You were lying in your bed relieved at last after barely surviving another harsh day at UA ever since the teachers and your classmates found out about you and Shigaraki's relationship for things have been going crazy and downhill, Aizawa would always have a strange expression on his face as if he was ashamed of himself and pitying you, it felt strange and discomforting like he NOW realized his actions which ticked you off a little but you brushed it pretending to be nonchalant about it

Next was your former friend Izuku, ever since he heard the news he and his gang would make constant checks on you which was very unnecessary in your opinion, izuku would purposely get in the middle of you and Neito's conversation, asking about your concerns and try to get you to spill out how you currently feel in his intention to try to be a better friend again by comforting you in his imagination to your luck tho Neito would shoo him off before he could even continue and quickly drag you away which you thanked him for.

But Bakugo and his friends were the worst. If not worse hell. Every time you walk into the class, they start to give you piercing glares as if they intentionally want to make you tense up. Their words have been becoming harsher during training but you tried to ignore them until they started using physical threats under a ruse as "jokes" Honestly you were scared for your safety so you tried to avoid them as much as possible, begging either Neito or Shinso to assist you while dismissing their questions or concerns, not even thinking what could happen if you were to ever run into them alone

Whenever you are, you repeatedly check your surroundings, making sure nobody is following you, making sure the coast is clear enough to make a run for it in your dorms and locking it.

You were beginning to be more skittish and more anxious about your surroundings always getting started by every single touch on the shoulder or when your friends tried to get your attention, whenever they asked about your sudden behavior you quickly pushed it to the side or made excuses

One day you decided to eat lunch with Tamaki since Hitoshi and Neito were busy with training and stuff, the two of you didn't talk much when eating together but you were comfortable with his presence enough to make some small talk here or there then continued eating, as you were enjoying your lunch Tamaki spoke something out the blue "y/n..are you ok?" You stopped eating and looked up at him "Of course I am why wouldn't I be" Tamaki hesitated a bit but he continued "Y-you're acting all skittish all of a sudden whenever we talk you feel like someone or something is watching you please I'm your friend you can tell me anything-" "I'm fine Tamaki I promise you dont need to be asking me" Tamaki was taken aback at your quick response you noticed his guilty expression and took a deep breath

"I-I'm sorry I'm just stressed from all the tests and stuff you know hero stuff can be stressful" A chuckle left your mouth as you took another bite "Oh alright if you say so but if anything bothers you dont be afraid to c-come to me alright" you sighed in relief happy that Tamaki believed you so the Two if you continued with your lunch hang out

But that was so far from the truth

Tamaki knows when something is wrong especially when it comes to the people he cares deeply about, for example, he knows when Mirio is faking a smile or when he senses Neijire feeling uncomfortable or how Kirishima tries to stay determined even tho he can hear the slight tremble and stutter in his voice, and this time he now sees it more Cleary as he sees you slowly taking a bite out your food sweating in fear and your fingers twitch a bit it's so clear that you're nervous about something so why not tell him?

He swore to this day that he'd find out about whoever is causing you this, and he would protect you from them; for now, he just needs to keep a close eye on you from a distance...

When the two of you finished lunch, Tamaki offered to walk you to the class which you accepted as two if you walked towards your class in a comfortable silent, as you made it to the door you waved farewell to Tamaki and made it to your seat

As the class carried on and everyone was writing down notes for the next test, you couldn't help but feel some glares in you. Of course, you knew who they were, but you felt a particular glare, a glare that made your spine curl up. You wanted to ignore the feeling, but it just wouldn't go away, curious but scared you grabbed a mirror/glasses (just any object that fits with a mirror) faced towards you, and slowly rotated it to see a reflection of a couple of your classmates

It seemed fine everyone was either focused on their notes reading or doing whatever until it hit Kirishima... you jumped when his eyes were staring directly at the back of your head intensely his teeth almost showing as if he was gonna rip you apart after class, your heart rate was now increasing you tried to steady your breathing to cover up the fear and confusion, why was he looking at you like..wait of course you know why but why does it feel like he's gonna do something to me...

You looked around to see something or someone to save you from this situation until you remember you do not have anyone in this class to rely on and Neito and Shinso were extra busy, as the class bell rang everyone got up to their seats including Kirishima he began slowly walking towards you with a dangerous glint in his eyes you stood still shaking a bit in your seat trying your best to avoid contact he was inches away from your desk

As he was about to take another step, a sickly sweet voice came out of the blue and blocked your view between Kirishima and you. "Why don't we go to the library for tutoring? We haven't done it in a while, plus I'll help you improve!" You looked up that the black ponytail girl momo was it? The two of you would do tutoring together at the beginning when she began to "forget" them and just stop hosting and inviting you all together

You didn't like her sessions at all now that you remember she would always treat you like some sort of baby early on as if she was holding an animal picture book and pointing out all the animals and mimicking the noises you were so glad Kendo and teru eventually teached you

But it seemed like you didn't have a choice, but you would rather go with a ponytail than wanna know that guard dog would do; all you had to do was zone out of Momo's lessons and wait until it got dark to make an excuse to meet up with Kendo, perfect plan right?

The library would've been peacefully quiet if it weren't for Momo constantly getting your attention to look at some words that you already knew and then talk to you slowly so you could "understand" better you muster up a smile at best to reassure her that you were listening when in your mind you wanted to leave as fast as possible and meet up with Kendo

As the clock finally gave you mercy and struck 5pm, you hurriedly made an excuse to end today's session. "Oh man, momo, I think the tutoring session is up. Gotta leave!" You quickly got up, pulled in the chairs, and were about to walk out. "So soon? We just got started! Plus, I can do 2 more hours-" "Oh I would love to but I'm meeting up with Kendo and I don't wanna be a bad friend and ditch her" You didn't see Momo's cheery expression fall as you were too busy packing up and heading out the library "I'll see ya later!" You bid her as the door slammed shut the library became quiet once again with only the ponytail girl's blood boiling trying to keep her cool with a tight lip smile as she waved

You pull out your phone quickly texting her that you are coming which she replies with a smiley face emoji you chuckle texting her some memes and pictures as the two of you are spamming each other's memes back and forth you don't notice how much trouble you'll be in

As you accidentally bump into someone, you quickly backed away for a split second and apologized. You took your eyes out of your phone for a second to see who you bumped into to give them a proper apology and saw..

Oh no...

Kirishima

"You.." you mentally cussed as you backed away from him cautiously. "Oh uh hey-" "Don't 'hey' me, you traitor, you, Mole!" His anger was building up as he stomped towards you and pushed you on the ground; you could barely comprehend what the hell he was talking about and why he pushed you. "What-" "You sympathizer, you traitor. I don't even know how a villain like you could still be in this school!" His words are full of venom" "I know we were a bit harsh to you, but outing us out to the most dangerous fucking villain?! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"I didn't know he was a villain nor did I know his name!? It's not like I knew he played video games!" "Again with these weak excuses, it was so obvious he was Shigaraki!" "Maybe I would've known I had friends and not be bullied by some blonde brute and his lapdogs!" Kirishima turned to you now with a more angry expression as if he was offended without a moment he grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and lifted you to his level

"You have no right to call us that when you're a simple Mole to a dangerous villain who is trying to kill us all!" He molded his other hand into a fist and reeled it back you bit his hand as hard as you could to make him let go but he bit his tongue and endured the pain even when his hand drew blood

As he was about to land a punch, a sudden tentacle came shooting out of nowhere toward Kirishima's free hand restraining it "Kirishima" The red hair froze at the familiarity of who that voice was, he slowly turned to see where the voice came from and only stopped mid way when he saw the indigo hair male, Tamaki his eyes glared at Kirishima in disappointment and betrayal, Kirishima quickly dropped you as you landed with a harsh thud, rude.

"T-Tamaki senpai!!, it's not what it is-" "insulting your classmate and was about to punch them? Yeah, seems how it exactly is." his words were cut off as he walked past him and toward you, gently helping you up and getting on your feet. "Are you okay? He didn't leave any bruises or marks on you, did he?" You shook your head, still in shock about Tamakis sudden behavior, as Kirishima's anger grew at the sight of the person he grew respect for that he looked up to! Is defending you?! He couldn't stand it

"Why are you defending them you don't know how much danger they put us through!" As Tamaki looked back at the boy with a serious expression," And, do you think bullying and degrading them is any better? This isn't something a hero should do, Kirishima. Have you ever thought about what they feel about it or if they intentionally wanted to?" Kirishima paused for a moment and didn't utter anything, only just avoiding his gaze. "I thought you were better than this, Kirishima; what happened to you being the "manliest hero in the hero alliance?" Was that all a ruse?" "N-no tamaki senpai it no-"

"I don't want you anywhere near me or them I don't respect someone who bullies others"

Those words shattered Kirishima as he looked in disbelief. His thoughts became a blur as he saw his mentor, his friend, leaving with his hands protectively around you, getting far away from him... was he the problem all this time?

Was he actually a lapdog?..

...

"Thanks back there you didn't have to." He stopped at his track and smiled. "No, It's fine. You weren't in the wrong anyway he was. Don't feel guilty for something you did that wasn't in your control." You looked up at him, surprised."You're not mad at me? even when I became a...mole?" That's when Tamaki embraced you with a warm hug "Of course not, even when you make a dangerous mistake like that it was the villain's fault for trying to get in your head and manipulate you but you stood strong and made the right choice by informing the teachers therefore you're not a traitor nor a Mole in my perspective"

Your eyes brimmed with tears with his words, "Thank you, thank you," as you hugged him back a little tighter. Was your luck finally turning around? Maybe not, but slowly, but at least you had more people who didn't see you as a nuisance, a child, or any traitor. It felt nice that you were treated as a human being Even if it was temporary.

A sudden buzz on your phone caught your attention, and it was still snuggled in your pocket. As you pick it up, you see a bunch of missed calls and messages from Shinso, Neito, and Kendo, all spamming concerns about your safety or if they needed to come. "Oh shit! I gotta run my friends are worried for me and Tamaki thank you I'm sure you're gonna be a great hero one day as you gave him one last hug before running off looking for you're friends before they hunt someone down to find you

Timeskip

The next day was a regular day as usual you went into class avoided everyone as possible (mostly Izuku and his gang) sat down at the back of the class and started the school day as you were doodling down stuff you noticed how dull and quiet Kirishima became when he usually would go to mina as they chat each other's ears off all-day but instead he stayed where he was and just looked down at his desk mina came over looking concern for him

"Hey Kirishima you ok man" The bubbly teen hit him on his shoulder playfully but he all did was look at her, nod, and go back to what he was doing which made the hair girl awkward and murmur an "ok" and sat back down when the teacher came in to start the lesson

Even at training, Kirishima didn't utter a single word to you or his friends. Even when they were teasing you, he just looked away. "Hehe, yeah, they're so weak, right? Kirishima, cmon say something!" His other friend Denki kept pressuring him poking his shoulder and urging him to speak but all smack his hand away and walked back leaving his friends in shock and disappointment

Even at lunch, he wasn't even interacting with anyone, just playing with his food as he barely ate. Everyone sat in silence and stared at him until his best friend finally spoke up, "The hell is up with your shitty hair?" He was then ignored as the red hair kept poking with his food staring down at it, making the blonde more irritated. He snatched his tray away and put it far from the table "Are you ignoring me?" Kirishima finally looked up at him with an annoyed expression "I just said millions of times I'm fine blasty so can I please have my food back" bakugo slammed his hand down hard infront of him

"Like hell you are! You've been acting quiet for the whole damn day! And It's getting pretty damn annoying, so spit it out. God damnit, I'm tired of this childish shit" "Kacchan chillout, . Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?" Denki butted him, trying to de-escalate the situation "he's right. What if he's having a bad day today? Or recently but he's right Kirishima we're all worried for you so please stop ignoring us and tell us" Everyone at the table joined him questioning and pressuring him to speak

He covered his ears not wanting to hear more without glancing a final Time at Tamaki and you talking and smiling at each other laughing tears began to brim his eyes as he got up from his seat and quickly ran out leaving his group and even Katsuki speechless

As he made it to the bathroom, he locked himself in there and took a deep breath. He then lifted his head and stared at the mirror, his reflection. "Why, just why did he have to go side with them fuck.." tears slide across his cheeks and fall through the sink he wanted to be angry at you so bad wanted to pin the blame on you or something to make him feel like he was in the right but the memories the flashbacks of how he and his friends mistreated you keep flooding back into his mind making him frustrated and yet gulity..?

Is he feeling guilty? For himself, no... for you, but how?! You're supposed to be the bad guy, not him. Why is he feeling remorse for you out of all people? Why does he suddenly feel like he wants to go on your knees and apologize it was supposed to be the opposite it's such a headache honestly and he couldn't make it stop he wants to stop thinking altogether

A knock at the door startled him and snapped him out of his thoughts. "Uh hey, is the bathroom available he stared at the door for a moment until he spoke up, clearing his throat, "Uh yeah, sorry! I'll unlock it!"

[notjustjavierpena]

i loved getting an insight into hubby in 4am. It got me thinking about other times I’d like to see into his brain.

Did he know straight away that reader was different and a potential future for him or did it take him a little while due to his past as a womaniser? His brain working overtime trying to process all the new feelings.

Did he ever feel like he should leave her feeling like he’s not good enough?

Bee (Drabble)

Series Masterpost | Main Masterpost | Support a disabled creator

A/N:  This is not totally what you had in mind, I think. However, this came to me and I think you’ll enjoy it. It’s soft and tender ❤️

Summary: Javier reflects on how gentle you make him.

Pairing: Javier Peña x f!reader (no y/n)

Tags: Javi POV, fluff, insecurities, love

Word count: 1.1k

Link to this work on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52937182/chapters/137384134

Bee

Sun filters through the clouds above Javier as he lies on the ground behind his father’s ranch. You’ve talked him into drowning in the tall fields of grass that surround the fenced-off area for the cows, listening to the sound of a million buzzing bugs that hide from you as you invade their home. He isn’t too fond of anything that could possibly land on him, too rough around the edges still to treat nature with the care that you do. 

You are talking softly yet enthusiastically about shapes that you find in the sky, reaching for heaven as you explain or draw out shapes with your finger. There’s been a dragon, a heart, and a bunny. You wonder out loud if it means something but Javier can hardly follow your words despite trying. He is too busy gazing upon you, having turned his head to the side to look at you in secret, the greatest marvel in his presence right now. 

The sun is hot in Texas right now and the shadows of the grass engulfing you and him dance across your face, your eyes glinting whenever the sun catches them even if it makes you scrunch up your nose and hold a palm up to cover the sunrays. Everything about this moment feels so delicate, terrifyingly sweet when he naturally thinks he is made of harsher stuff that should squash what little softness is left in his world. His hands have had to do so many destructive things in the past fifteen years that they feel too coarse to touch you. 

He turns his head towards the sky and closes his eyes, letting the sound of your voice wash over him like he wants it to for the rest of his life. There’s a part of him that’s afraid of you, afraid that he’s not made for this life with you, that he doesn’t know how to handle something so precious without breaking it. The way you treat the world around you with such reverence, such care, is foreign to him. He was used to being cold and logical back in Colombia, used to enduring. But here, in the Lone Star State with you, he finds himself wanting to be gentle, wanting to learn whatever he can from you. The love of his life. 

“Mhm,” he replies with the tiniest twitch of the corners of his mouth as you still haven’t figured out that he isn’t really listening. Not when your voice is accompanied by the sound of a breeze continuously creating waves in the grass that is tickling his arms, almost tricking him into thinking he is by the ocean. 

But then he feels it. It’s a sudden, light tickle on his nose that makes him open his eyes in slight surprise. There’s a small bee perched on the tip of his nose, its glasslike wings buzzing gently as it searches for pollen. Instinctively, he lifts his hand and gets ready to swat it away; he’s always been quick to react, quick to defend himself from anything that might harm him, even moreso during his time in Colombia. However, as his hand twitches mid-air, you notice, and your laughter is like music being carried through the air.

“Hold still,” you whisper as you lean over him, your face so close and your hand on his chest so he can feel the warmth of your palm as he sees your grin. With a gentler touch than what you even handle him with, you coax the bee onto your hand, lifting it away and letting it fly off again. Javier watches quietly in awe of his future wife.

“You don’t have to be so scared,” you say, smiling at him, “Not everything that approaches you is out to hurt you. Perhaps he just wanted to say hello.” 

Your words hang in the air, weighing nothing yet feeling heavy. Javier feels a tug in his chest like you’ve grabbed at the part of him that harbors hate for himself and has festered for too long. You’ve just pulled it loose inside him. He knows you’re not just talking about the bee. He hears the undertone, the suggestion that maybe he doesn’t always have to be on guard, doesn’t always have to assume the worst as he has done for so long. 

He looks at you and he wonders if you’re talking about yourself, too. If you’re telling him that you’re not here to hurt him, that your presence in his life isn’t a threat. He doesn’t know why he thought that twosomeness was not for him. Here you are and he doesn’t need anything more because you soften the edges of the world around him. 

“C’mere,” he murmurs and slides his arm beneath your body so he can snake it around your waist. His palm lays flat against the small of your back as he pulls you in, his heart still pounding against his rib cage when you are this close just five months after your first meeting. Five months since he saw you for the first time and realized that you might be different. Five months since you turned his world upside down. 

You curl your fingers on his chest and let yourself be drawn close, lowering your head until he can feel your breath against his face. You block out the sun, smiling fondly at him as if he is not at all rough and calloused. 

It is what makes him close the gap between you and kiss you on the mouth. It’s slow and unhurried, unlike many other kisses he has given you when the two of you have been alone. He pulls back to see your eyes fluttering open again. 

“What did I do to deserve you?” He asks himself out loud. The sun is around you like a halo, shining on your hair and making your skin glow. He wants everything with you. Everything that he never thought he wanted to have but also everything he never thought he could have.

“Doesn’t matter if you have done anything to deserve me. Do you want me?” You ask and the question floors him. He doesn’t need to think about it or weigh his options and words. He knows his answer. Yes.

“Para siempre (forever),” he says. You smile. It seems like that was the perfect answer. 

“Then that’s all that matters,” you reply and roll onto your back with a content sigh, laying in the nook of his arm while the sun shines on the both of you. He could fall asleep with you, let a whole hive of bees land on him one by one to greet him.

Javier feels a calm wash over him. Maybe this - him and you - isn’t bad just because he feels like he isn’t enough for your kind being. Maybe it is exactly right because it is something you both want. 

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[fandomluver-101]

Being Black or any POC and having White friends is fucking difficult. We have to make so many concessions for even the racially aware and accepting of the bunch.

Because I should NOT have to go line for line to defend why I don't like any White-washed Heathcliff and I shouldn't have to educate people about history and prove that it's possible for Heathcliff, who is treated the way he is for his race, to NOT BE WHITE, that him being a White man RUINS the entire story while simultaneously ignoring it.

Nor why I didn't support the Hunger Games when it was in theaters and am still annoyed whenever Rue comes up because she was ALWAYS Black the same way Katniss and Gale and HAYMITCH were NEVER White. That my issue with Amandla as Rue was that she wasn't DARK ENOUGH because she is DARK in the books, the same shade as Thresh. And Katniss and Gale, most of D12 in fact, should've been played by NATIVE AMERICANS or someone who wasn't pale skinned White when the Hunger Games is ABOUT CLASS and their skin color and features are IMPORTANT TO THE STORY!

Nor why I don't like vampires made Confederates for the sole purpose of being a fucking Confederate and then treated by the narrative that it's just FINE, that no one questions them ok their past and those that do are admonished or condemned for it!

Nor why I stopped watching anything MCU and have given up on MANY live action adaptations of comic books because Magneto, the Scarlet Witch, Quicksilver, Nightwing, Talia al Ghul, Hellboy, DOOM, none of these characters are WHITE. Why should I just be fine a White person is playing them, erasing them!? Ed Skrein backed out of playing Hellboy BECAUSE he knew it was whitewashing! Why the actual FUCK do people just accept White Dick Grayson as if him being Roma isn't part if his story, like it doesn't influence EVERYTHING ABOUT HIS BACKSTORY (because yes, it DOES)

Nor why I HATE all the adaptations of Frances Hodgson Burnett's "A Little Princess" because Sara Crewe is legit described as having a "little brown hand" and a "small dark face," she becomes insecure and finds herself unattractive because the White girls around her are fair skinned with lighter hair and eye colors - and these adaptations strip that away and make her White when she SHOULD BE INDIAN!

Nor why a Black, dark skinned Green Lantern being played by a lighter Black man is still a problem because when we get ANY representation, it gets filtered through all the systematic racism and colorism enforced by society at large. Because yes, I'm happy for Aaron - but I'm also pissed that a character created for the sole purpose of showcasing a dark skinned character in a time where every non-White character was lighter than a brown paper bag AND KEPT DARK DESPITE BACKLASH THE WHITE CREATOR FACED is being lightened up.

Having to explain shit like this over and over, having to hear "but there's a lot representation" is pissing me off. Why the fuck are people allowed to be upset about characters they decided to imagine as White in their heads when THEY'RE NOT, why are people allowed to claim they can't recognize with Rue's death because "oh no, she's a Black girl, I imagined her as pale and blonde" and they're appeased by the masses, but I can't complain about color erasure!?

[bumblebeesfromvenus]

Fate - spin, measure, cut

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🌙 Leon S. Kennedy x reader

Based on a request by @bat-yo-us 🫶🏻

《Content》: blood, injury, big feelings, Saddler being ew

After a sick twist of Fate, you're tossed into a nightmarish situation with your lover. Vows of protection and safety fall short when you're injured just to save his life.

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A dull, pounding ache sat deep in your bones as you dragged your body further down the path of this hellhole.

You were exhausted, littered in bruises and cuts, and your head was starting to spin from the lack of hydration.

The mission was clear; rescue Baby Eagle and then get out of there as quickly as possible.

Neither you nor Leon had anticipated this to become a matter of days where you'd fight for your life and run from literal nightmares.

The Fates were cruel mistresses, and apparently, they took joy in making you suffer as Ashley was continuously ripped away from right under your nose.

You found her admirable and strong, handling this situation better than you did.

Maybe it was the adrenaline and the survival instinct that kept her going. Whatever it was, you needed a whole dose of it.

You were a medic officer, only sent to take care of any of Ashley's potential injuries on the flight back, not run from Infected, giants, and mutated assholes that wouldn't shut up about their God.

Leon, on the other hand, treated it like just another Tuesday, something that both impressed you and pissed you off beyond belief.

You knew what he'd seen and that this probably was just another Tuesday for him, something that never failed to make your heart ache for him.

But now, under the circumstances, you were forced to pick up a weapon.

You needed to protect yourself. Leon couldn't keep both you and Ashley safe, and no matter how harsh it sounded, she was the important one.

A faint feeling of safety returned when you took the elevator deep into the castle, reaching the Merchant's shooting range.

You slid down the wall and sat on the floor, a sigh of relief slipping past your lips while Leon practiced his aim on the wooden pirates.

You watched him closely, his concentrated expression and slightly narrowed eyes, down to his stance and how the muscles flexed in his bicep.

Maybe you could've enjoyed the sight if your doom wasn't hot on your tail.

It was like the Moirai were watching from above, Atropos sharpening her scissors with a sinister smile while Lachesis measured the string that was your life only to end it in a second whenever they pleased.

The weight of it all lay heavy on your shoulders, a feeling of dread that's been in the pit of your stomach since the beginning, only sinking deeper into your insides.

"It's your turn. Come on." Leon said, holding out his gloved hand to you.

You snapped out of your thoughts with a small 'huh?', your brain needing a second to catch up. He saw the distant and glazed over look in your eyes, and to say it didn't worry him would be a lie.

You weren't made for this.

Hell, neither was he (was anyone?), but he learned to deal with it. But you weren't supposed to see this.

Your job was saving lives, nursing them back to health with a comforting, almost matronly smile on your lips, not take them, no matter how lost or corrupt.

His heart cracked.

He became an Agent to protect innocent people from nightmares like this, yet here you were, the most important aspect of his life, the one that delicately held his heart, subjected to all the horror he tried to shield you from.

"I'll teach you how to use a gun without hurting yourself and to really hurt someone else." He smirked, although it didn't reach his eyes.

You only managed a pathetic laugh but took his hand anyway. Leon pulled you off the ground and led you to the correct position at the shooting range, angling your stance with his hands on your hips.

The simple touch made you want to melt into his arms and forget everything you'd witnessed the last few days.

"Alright," he sighed, his chest pressed to your back while he shoved one of his guns into your hands, "hold it like this, you don't want to hurt your fingers. Now, tighten your muscles, lock your elbows and don't forget about the recoil. And aim, obviously." Leon huffed a half-hearted laugh.

You mumbled a quick affirmation and exhaled, steadying your hands before locking your eyes on the wooden pirate and pulling the trigger.

The sound, along with the recoil, made you flinch. Pain shot from your wrists up to your shoulders. Out of instinct, you dropped the gun and rubbed at your sore hands.

"Jesus Christ.." you muttered.

"It's pretty hefty. Are you alright?" Leon asked softly, a comforting hand resting on your back.

"Yeah, it just caught me off guard." You chuckled awkwardly, swallowing thickly.

"No worries. Let's try again." He gave you a small smile and gently placed the weapon back into your hands.

You felt a tense feeling crawl up your spine, a feeling that often led you to being overstimulated, hoping the world would just go quiet for a moment.

You tried again anyway, pushing down any discomfort that bubbled up. Leon was breathing down your neck. He was caging you in and mumbling corrections and tips into your ear.

Those things were usually very welcome, but right now, they were driving you up the wall.

The gunshot was too loud, the recoil made the marrow in your bones shake, and all of his touches were only cutting more at the thin string of your sanity.

Your bullets kept missing, whizzing past the wooden decals as they mockingly stared you in the face.

The frustration was unbearable as you gritted your teeth. You aimed at their faces very clearly.

How come you still hadn't hit a single shot?

Leon sighed, tugging at your arms to bring them in a better position.

A position that didn't help at all.

"No- not like that. I already told you, you need to-"

"No, stop!" You snapped, flinging the gun out of your hands and shoving him off of you.

"I can't- I don't want to do this. Any of this!" You said loudly, your arms moving as you spoke while Leon only stared at you in mild shock.

"It's okay, everyone misses, you'll get it eventually. You just need to try again." He tried to encourage you with a lopsided smile but it only fueled the raging fire.

"I don't want to try again! It's not happening, okay?! This isn't my job, I wasn't trained for this- you were! The only thing I was supposed to do was make sure Ashley, and you, were okay on the flight back home. And now, I'm stuck in a literal nightmare where even the fucking dogs want to eat me and I can't catch a break!" You yelled, tears welling in your eyes as all of your emotions spilled out of you.

"Not to mention that I already feel useless as it is, and you feel the need to drill me like-like I'm some stupid soldier, telling me all the things I'm doing wrong as if I don't know them myself!" You heaved, angrily wiping at the tears that managed to fall from your lashline.

Leon watched with a frown as everything unraveled and you fell apart at the seams.

"I... I hate this. I don't want to keep running and fighting only to keep falling on my ass. I wasn't made for this! If it wasn't for you, I would've given up already and I'd be dead." You spit the words his way and he couldn't tell if it was an accusation or not.

"I'm tired and hungry and disgusting and scared and.... I just want to go home." You didn't stop the sob that ripped from your chest as it all came down, the horrors of the last few days fresh in your mind.

You hated the dirt and blood that was caked under your fingernails. You hated how you reeked of sweat and guts. You hated how your throat felt dry and your stomach twisted in hunger.

And right now, you hated him, too. You hated how resilient he was, how he managed to pull through even when there was no easy way out.

Perhaps it was jealousy that you couldn't be like that. The thought only made you cry harder because it wasn't true. You didn't hate Leon, not at all.

You loved him. You loved him so much that it hurt sometimes, but the world was a cruel place that somehow managed to pit you against him.

Leon looked helpless and stunned as you wailed, screaming your throat sore. These days would change your life forever, and only for the worst.

He could feel an uncomfortable pull in his chest, and he swallowed thickly, his head hanging low.

With each heart-shattering cry, you could feel the exhaustion take over as all your strength you had left was drained.

Leon felt ashamed, in a sense, that he hadn't taken care of you better.

You were right.

You were never supposed to be here, to see and live through any of this.

He had made the mistake of thinking your mind was like his, that you were like him.

But you weren't, and that's why he loved you.

You were the moon in his pitch-black night, giving him your sacred light to guide him to safety.

You were the sun that filled his days with joy, making the flowers bloom as your warmth tickled his skin.

You were the stars that would keep him company on a lonely evening, sparkling with love as he wondered what fascinating tales could be behind them.

You were his everything, and he had failed you.

Without a word, he pulled you into his arms, delicately cupping the back of your head as he held you against his chest.

All you could do was weep into his shirt, trusting him to catch you if your knees were to give out.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled into the crown of your head, following it with a soft kiss.

His lips moved to your forehead, gently holding your face. Your sobs had quieted down to sniffles, gasps for air and soft cries as he wiped the tears from your cheeks and the snot from your nose.

Your arms were tightly wound around his middle.

"I'm sorry for not protecting you better. I'm sorry for thinking you were like me. Ashley might be important to the government, but you're important to me. And I will make sure we get home. I promise you I'll keep you safe." He spoke softly, gently stroking his thumb over your cheekbone.

You sniffled at his heartfelt words and and rested your forehead against his sternum.

"Thank you. Thank you for being you. Even if you're reckless and care way too much about others and it makes me want to lovingly kick your ass." You giggled wetly, followed by yet another sniffle as you wiped at your nose.

Leon huffed laugh, a soft smile gracing his lips.

"Thank you for allowing me to be the way I am." He responded gently, wrapping you up in his arms once again as he rested his chin on the top of your head.

You sunk into his embrace, a soft sigh slipping past your lips.

"I love you." You mumbled into his chest.

"I love you more."

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Your face dropped when Saddler twisted and contorted, limbs breaking while new, insectoid ones sprouted from odd parts of his body.

You watched in horror as he turned into a grotesque mutation of legs and eyes. You thought it was over. A foolish thing to think on your part. You should've expected this. After Méndez, and Ramón. Bile rose in your throat at the sight.

No matter how horrifying this was, his salvation didn't help him in the looks department.

You watched, heart pounding, as Leon threw himself into the thick of it, literally.

You stood back at a distance, doing your best to help him out with your mediocre shots. You managed to hit what you assumed was his knee now sporting a sickly looking eye.

His leg buckled and a scream ripped from his chest.

The fear that rushed through you when Saddler, or what was left of him, stared right at you with his disgusting eye was something you never wished to feel again.

The look was bone-chilling, your breath catching in your throat as you came face to face with the abyss that was the black pupil of his eyeball. Suddenly, you snapped back with a gasp, and your instincts kicked in.

You ran like you've never run before, your boots a heavy sound against the metal grate beneath your feet while your muscles burned.

From the corner of your vision, you could spot Leon with a determined scowl on his face while he continued to fill Saddler with mag after mag, hoping the lead would seep deep into his bones. Your lungs hurt as you sprinted away from Saddler.

You gulped heaves of air, hoping to get more oxygen to your muscles. Your one mistake, however, was slightly turning your head to look how far he was behind you.

He was hot on your tail, moving in an uncanny manner.

Like a broken toy, the mechanism jumbled.

One of his insectoid limbs hurled your way, your eyes widened, and in the split of a second, you threw yourself to a lower platform to evade his attempt on your life.

The air was knocked from you and pain shot up your nerves as you harshly hit the metal. You groaned and rolled onto your back, holding your side that would surely bloom in shades of blue and purple come morning.

If the morning ever came.

Leon's head snapped towards the noise and a bellowing call of your name made you turn to look at him. As best as you could, anyway.

He fed Saddler a few more bullets until he was stunned, collapsed in on himself while he spat illegible curses Leon's way, before running in your direction. You'd managed to get yourself to sit up but your gun was knocked out of your hand when you landed on the grate.

The ground shook beneath you as Leon jumped to your level, the steel bending under his weight.

He was beside you in an instant, pulling you up with a steady hand on your back.

"Are you okay?" He heaved, a worried crease between his brows.

Breathing hurt, you'd surely cracked a rib or two if they weren't broken.

"Y-Yeah, I'm good..." You forced out with a very unconvincing smile.

He gave you a sharp nod.

"Stay behind me-"

"WATCH OUT!" You yelled, watching in horror as Saddler came at the both of you with one of his pointy legs.

It was headed right for Leon, a fatal blow if you didn't act now. With only one thing on your mind, you smashed into him, pushing him out of the way as he fell with a grunt, the cling of metal echoing through the heavy air.

You had no time to get away yourself, so you were the victim of Saddler's attack as the spiny point of his limb pierced your abdomen.

It was a hot and agonizing pain as you sacked to your knees with a blood curdling scream. A raw and desperate scream erupted from Leon's chest as he watched the horror unfold in front of him.

His worst nightmare was now realer than it ever was in any of his dreams.

Everything became blurry as you desperately tried to stop your blood from spilling out of you. The crimson liquid spilled between your fingers.

You could barely make out Leon's silhouette as he heaved himself off the ground to reach you, only to be flung across the platforms by Saddler until he hit one of the metal railings with an unsettling noise.

It was like your head was wrapped in cotton, all sounds muffled as you tried to keep your eyes open.

Your breathing became shallow, and your fingertips felt cold as they slowly numbed. You could make out Saddler's taunting remarks and a kneeling Leon that had a rage in his eyes like you've never seen it before.

Your consciousness was slipping away from you, a hand still firmly pressed to the wound on your stomach even as your remaining strength was fading away.

You blinked away salty tears from your burning vision, touching your wet cheek only to leave behind a red stain.

"Leon.." You breathed out before your eyes rolled into the back of your head, and your arms fell slack to your side.

Leon's eyes burned with tears as he watched your form go limp, a sharp tug in his chest. With a newfound determination, he picked himself up, tightly gripping Saddler's staff before driving it into his large eye with a chilling scream, watching as all the grotesque lies spilled from him.

"So much for your salvation." He spat bitterly, burying one of his throwing knives right in the middle of Saddler's forehead for good measure.

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The next thing you knew you were envolped by a comforting warmth, strong arms holding you like so many times before, muffled promised whispered into your ear, the delicate stroke of a calloused thumb on your cheek and chapped lips pressed tenderly to your temple.

Your vision was dark still, only a faint string of consciousness making you aware enough to pick up on the familiar sound of helicopter blades.

Relief settled in your bones.

You'd done it. Well, Leon had, really.

Ashley was safe, Leon was safe, Saddler was gone. That was all that mattered. Your part was done.

You'd leave it to the Moirai whether to cut your string or to deem you worthy enough so Clotho would keep spinning it.

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Leon was a mess.

Red, bloodshot eyes with dark circles beneath them as he sat by your side tightly grasping your hand in his.

He hadn't slept in days, keeping himself awake with unhealthy amounts of shitty hospital coffee.

The only time he'd gone home- your shared home- was to shower and get a few things for you. And that only happened because Hunnigan was stubborn and persistent.

You looked so peaceful, a soft expression on your face as you took shallow breaths. You had all kinds of wires and tubes connecting you to various machines, but at least you could breathe on your own.

You were lucky, really, the surgeons had said the blow narrowly missed your spine. You were alive. You were stable, and the doctors were positive you'd make a full recovery.

But he couldn't shake the feeling that this had happened on his watch. He had promised to keep you safe, to protect you, and he'd failed once again.

The moment he saw you laying there limp, blood gushing from your abdomen, it felt like his heart was ripped out of his chest. That image would play in his mind over and over again until he died.

Leon sniffled and wiped a stray tear from his lashline, his thumb caressing your knuckles.

He didn't want to think of that horrible moment, but it was like that was all he could see when he looked at you. Your beautiful and angelic face now tainted with a horrific memory.

His hand found your cheek, cupping it gently.

"You're so stupid. So, so stupid. But if you wouldn't have been, I guess that would be me right now." He chuckled sadly, wiping at his nose.

"I wish it was." He mumbled, a heavy sigh following.

"Come back to me.." he whispered, his voice giving out as he brushed a stray strand of hair out of your face.

Leon pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead before he left with a heavy heart, promising he'd be back tomorrow.

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He grew accustomed to the harsh white lights and the sterile smell of the hospital.

He looked terrible.

Sleep hadn't come easy to him, especially not on the ratty couch in your apartment that you'd wanted to replace for ages now.

Leon refused to sleep in your bed without you- not when you were in that horrible hospital fighting for your life.

He resorted to wrapping one of your shirts around his pillow, hoping it would give him the bit of comfort he so desperately craved, only to stain it with his tears.

The halls seemed to glum around him as he made his way to your room, rounding the corners with a familiar ease.

He took a deep breath as he stood in front of the door, collecting himself.

Leon was falling apart every time he left the hospital. Sobbing and crying in the shower, praying to whoever was up there to not take you from him, too.

He grasped the door handle and stepped inside, only for his world to stop for a second when he gazed upon you, awake, sitting up in the bed, laughing with a nurse.

The color had returned to your face, your eyes had that sparkle back that he loved so much, and your smile was enough to mend the tears in his heart.

He must've made a startled noise, his eyes wide and lips parted when the nurse turned to look at him with a soft expression.

You followed her gaze only to have tears welling in your eyes at the state of Leon.

"Leon." You choked out, shuffling to sit at the edge of the bed, dressed in one of his comfortable sweaters.

Any of the nurse's concerns fell on deaf ears as you opened your arms for him with a pleading look and glistening eyes.

His startled expression fell, replaced by a feeling of relief washing over him as a sob escaped his chest and he rushed over to you, falling to his knees and wrapping you up in his arms as carefully as he could.

Leon rested his head against your sternum, listening to the steady beat of your heart as he cried in your embrace.

You joined him, weeping as you gently stroked his sandy locks, your cheek pressed to the top of his head.

The nurse slipped out of the room promptly and quietly, leaving the two of you to let out all the overwhelming feelings that sat inside your chest.

"I thought I'd lost you..." he cried, slightly tightening his grip.

"I'd never leave you." You hiccuped, gently pulling his face from your chest, a wet patch on the fabric.

The pain and fear in his baby blues was enough to break your heart.

"No more crying, this is supposed to be a happy moment." You chuckled wetly, wiping his cheeks with the sleeves of your sweater.

"Sorry, I just-.. you're okay." He smiled sadly, cupping your cheeks.

"I'm okay." You nodded with a small smile.

He sighed heavily, resting his forehead against yours.

"I was so scared, I-"

"Shhh, it's alright. I'm okay, you're okay. A little roughed up, but nothing we can't handle." You spoke gently, nuzzling your nose with his.

Leon nodded and swallowed. He let out a shaky breath.

"You're right. I'm just glad you're alive." You smiled softly.

"So am I." You breathed out contently, letting your eyes fall shut in comfort.

"I love you." Leon whispered, his arms loosely wrapped around your middle, minding your bandaged stomach.

"I love you more." You replied with a soft giggle, pressing your lips to his in a gentle kiss. He sighed against your lips, one of his hands moving to cup your face. You pulled away with a soft smile.

"And another thing." You said quietly, making a puzzled expression take over his face.

"I quit." You said with a chuckle, pulling a laugh from him.

To see his face light up like that and to witness the dullness in his eyes vanish made your heart swell.

"I'll put in your notice with Hunnigan." He smiled, sniffling as he stroked your cheek.

You nodded with a giggle.

You let him climb into bed with you, snuggling into his chest so he could catch up on all the sleep he's lost.

You couldn't help but smile when you heard him snore softly, his breathing steady. You let yourself slip into sleep as well, giving your body the rest it needed to heal all while you were safely in his arms.

Perhaps the Sisters had deemed you worthy enough; Clotho was still working her spindel with skilled hands, Lachesis was carefully and delicately measuring your string and Atropos was taking her time polishing her scissors to a sparkling shine, so the blades would be sharp to cut your golden thread when the times was right.

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[heartbreakincident]

an incomplete list of indie romance visual novel recommendations

‣ these are all indie titles, many of them made by a single person or a small team, and several were put out there for free (or quite cheap). if you choose to play them, do so with an open mind and consider supporting indie devs financially whenever possible.

‣ most of these feature gender neutral or gender selectable player characters, and predominantly male or nonbinary romantic options. i've specified per game for convenience.

Blooming Panic by robobarbie free* 4 routes, gender selectable PC, male & nb ROs fave route: nakedtoaster, but xyx gets an honourable mention

the GOAT, honestly. i think most people who play games in this niche (especially in the chatsim subgenre) have come across bloomic at some point, and it's loved enough that other games reference it pretty frequently. what i love about bloomic is that it doesn't shy away from telling interesting and emotional stories while also delivering on the cutie romance aspects. i return to bloomic often as a comfort game, and it gets me in my feelings as a creator.

Rewritten by Weird Little Beasties free (pay what you want) 5 routes, gender neutral PC, male ROs fave route: nightshade

inkheart if it was a really cute dating sim. the art and music are super nice, the routes are all short and sweet, and there's a little bit of something for everyone. ironically, it really did feel like sinking into a cozy book. this is one i got a little unwell about (positive), so i have to recommend it.

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A Date With Death by Two and a Half Studios free, with purchasable expansions 1 route, gender selectable PC, male RO

legally required to rec this one because 1) it basically introduced me to chatsims, and 2) i own merch for it (say hi to azrael for me when you see him). it's just really good and fun. grim is so lame (complimentary) and i love a kind of loser boyfriend in games like this, so he delivers for sure. plus the CGs are just stupid good. i haven't played the expansion (yet), but i still recommend it for the base game content alone.

Ace in Space by Cadaver Carnival Studios CDN $7.99 5 routes, nb PC, male and nb ROs fave route: forge is my favourite, but zipper is the best route

this one's a little different on this list for reasons that are difficult to get into without turning this into a novel. it's structured like a dating sim so it makes the list, but the story is more about the player character, and you can choose to pursue romantic or platonic relationships as part of their journey. this one made me cry a few times, but that's sort of inevitable when the main themes so heavily involve grief and illness. proceed with caution, but i do urge you to proceed. if it helps sweeten the pot, most of the ROs are robots, and i'd like it a lot if you supported this game because it's from a somewhat local-to-me dev duo.

Fledgling Manor by In Secret Places CDN $15.18 3 routes, male PC, male/nb/female ROs fave route: stefan (but eight i love you please call me back)

y'all didn't think you were getting out of this list without an FM mention, did you? i'm obsessed with this game. i'm going to shill this game until the day i die. reality tv + sexy vampires? how could i resist. i was waiting for this game waaay before it came out and i was not disappointed. plus, usually predetermined protags are a turn off for me in these games but rocky is my ride or die (and my profile picture). i went over this game with a fine-tooth comb and i'm still hungry for more. play fledgling manor.

SeekL by robobarbie free* 1 route, gender neutral PC, nb RO

another chatsim, and so, so good. odxyny is a really interesting RO that i think resonates with a lot of people, and the other server members are super fun to hang out with. also, the gameplay of the coding as part of the story is so fun and innovative while never being an obstacle. really makes it stand out, and it's another one that hits emotionally.

Hustle Cat by Date Nighto CDN $22.79 6 routes, gender selectable PC, male & female ROs

fave route: graves bc i can't resist an older goth 😔

this one's cute. cats and coffee and magic, with a villain and everything. each of the routes resolves more or less the same story with different twists along the way, and you learn a little more every time. i could talk a lot about this game, but this isn't meant to be a review. why don't you play it and tell me what you think?

Pirated Code: Admin Edition by Hollowmend CDN $14.99 (a version with less content is available as pay-what-you-want here) 1 route (lots of endings!), nb PC, male RO

i like this one a lot (enough to painstakingly 100% it myself). It's not as heavy on the relationship (which can be romantic or platonic) as some of the other entries on this list, but it's definitely there and extremely cute, and the story happening around it is really good too. it definitely sucked me in and got me really invested in finding answers to the mystery of your PC's past, and dex, the RO, is an absolute sweetheart.

*robobarbie has requested that those who wish to financially support their games donate to charity, instead.

[glisten-the0neand0nly]

”i am simply the most glistening mirror ever! “

drawing is made by me

QUICK REMINDER

the owner of this blog is A MINOR THAT MEANS ; no nsfw asks you nasty people.

ALSO

I do NOT support Rox, the co-creator of Dandy's World, nor am I affiliated with BlushCrunch Studio in any way, shape, or form. I am just a fan of the game. Also, since this character has NOT been released yet and has only been seen in posters and his introduction card, anything I say may possibly be inaccurate. Wooo glisten is out yaayy

Fun fact , this user is a multi shipper chat. so they ship oc x cannon and cannon x cannon

so thy have many ships ; eg: glassbox (boxten x glisten) , shroob (shrimpos goob) , moonflower, insitefulhate, shellyvision, eyedetails(? rodger x glisten) ,

I DO DO NOT SHIP OR SUPORT

Scraps x goob because that’s a fucking proship dni, toodles x anyone (because toodles is a child) , no vore gtfo you nasty mf

ALSO (2x)

These are MY glisten hc’s . so thumbs up

GLISTEN HC’S

He is a GAYBO (bisexual, genderqueer, trans )

him and vee are somewhat friends

he gets along with almost all the toons

he constantly admires himself in the mirror

he listens to ayesha erotica sometimes

he is, surprisingly taller than rodger

glisten is TRYING to learn french, he doesn’t know much but he knows small bits of it

his “hair” is really soft (his ponytail and his tuft on the top of his head is soft)i

he has a collection of makeup ( all fancy kinds <3 )

he and teagan are related (possibly cousins )

MOD INTRO

heya there i’m Moons, or Acrab

i go by any pronouns but she/her works (please use neos on me i beg/silly/nf)

i have manny interests

i’m in some supper fun fandoms

its not me it’s my basement

damdys world

mlp

solar balls

inanimate insanity

psjk (need to get more into it)

fnf

dhmis

tadc

scratchin melody

pinkmin

omori

Steven universe

corryxkenshin

splatoon

murder drones

and more but i have shitty memory

HEADS UP

whenever i’m ooc i will use

🌙 - [text]

or

⭐️ - [text]

will update if needed <3

DNI LIST

basic shit

pr0sh2ters/ c0mzh1ters

z00pod1l3s

n2fw

any canceled creatoll lolsies! especially child diddlers

anything bad in gen

[elicathebunny]

❥ CREATING CELEBRITY ENERGY AND STAR QUALITY.

Have you ever dreamed of being famous or having some sort of influence? (doesn't have to be a very exposed influence like celebrities have, it could just have star quality and inspire/influence the people around you in daily life). Using celebrity energy and understanding how to use it can completely change your life around and open new opportunities for you.

(I found the topic of how stars come up to be stars quite interesting and no I haven't applied any of this to my life. I just think that this is interesting.

These notes are taken from other people and are summarised from videos that they have created. If you tap on the links from titles you can find the OG creators.)

LOA, AUTHENTICITY + CONFIDENCE:

Think about Norma Jeane Mortenson, better known as her persona Marilyn Monroe using what is now called the "Marilyn Effect".

'Whenever Marilyn Monroe walked into a room, she carried an irresistible charisma - a compelling blend of confidence, vulnerability, and charm. That's the Marilyn Monroe Effect. It's the power to captivate and influence others by being authentically you. ' - Eye Mind Spirit

❥ AUTHENTICITY + COFIDENCE

Authenticity means also being polarizing.

polarizing = the general public has mixed feelings about them

Being authentic has a magnetic effect. By being real you will attract people who resonate with that. But you also going to push away people who don't so it creates love-hate.

Being fake creates like, but no one will ever love you. The only way to be loved by everyone is to be fake and be this social chameleon.

You're meant to be you with your "authentic magnet" through humanity and find your tribe and your tribe is not everyone.

Don't introduce yourself as a vibe that you can't maintain.

Own your vibe but also be willing to be judged and tested on it

"You're going to be judged regardless". You're meant to be rejected by people in this world.

Being judged for authenticity hurts but only being accepted when your being fake hurts even more.

The more times you have to affirm that you are confident, the more it reinforces that you are not confident by default.

❥ LAW OF ATTRACTION AND ASSUMPTION

LOA does nothing if deep down you know truly that you don't believe in it. You cannot fool yourself with 20 affirmations that you repeat to yourself in the morning yet still have negative thoughts throughout the day. "Why are you not confident? What is the source." Do the inner work. "What do you actually think is broken in you? Are you truly living or are you trying to justify your existence? Who are you trying to justify it to?"

CELEBRITY ENERGY AND CREATING STAR-QUALITY

❥ CELEBRITY ENERGY

Famous people act famous before they even become famous. You have to create the energy before the fame can come. But there is a difference between being famous and being a celebrity. You can feel the energy of a celebrity even if you're not famous, but not all famous people have celebrity energy. - Think about the fame difference between Charlie Damelio and Marilyn Monroe.

Creating this 'celebrity energy' is something that you will have to create in public which can be embarrassing. But if you want to be famous you have to be okay with putting yourself out there for judgement and you have to believe what you're doing before anyone else can see it.

The people in your life are going to perceive what you're doing as threatening because you are changing your identity and that is triggering for them.

You have to overcome your brain's natural wiring to play small and be willing to be 'cringe'.

Fame is just a resource of people's attention, an exchange of your consciousness and their consciousness. So you consciousness has to be as clear and as authentic as possible. Authentic to you, who you naturally are.

Acquiring fame requires a deeper level of trust: Believing that the people around you and in the world will love and support you.

It amplifies ALL areas of your life so if you're blocked in another area, you won't create it.

Your art doesn't actually have to be that good: The difference between creators and influencers who make it and the ones who don't is how much they believe in what they are selling.

You have to start performing as if people already love you and your art/content.

If you don't believe that you are wanted then you are going to put up walls and won't be able to tap into celebrity energy.

You do not need any more strategy - You are energetically not available for people to perceive you for who you really are.

❥ STAR QUALITY AND MARKETING

Halloween costume/Hollywood hair theory - Memorable and unique features that make you stand out that could possibly be recreated as a costume, for example: Jojo Siwa, Ariana Grande, Melanie Martinez, Lady Gaga, Madonna, Ice Spice, etc.

Learn how to market yourself, and realise you as a person are a brand.

Learn how to sell and market to others but also to yourself

Work on your public speaking, charisma and personality (your vibe)

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Celebrate your wins. It can feel egotistic or hollow, but spend some time reflecting on what you’ve accomplished, large and small.

Let go of perfectionism. Something is better than nothing, a messy draft is better than an idea, and good is good enough.

Be kind to yourself. These feelings are normal and do not mean that you are a lesser creator.

Read more about impostor syndrome and how to overcome it (American Psychological Association)

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ENHYPEN Jake's reaction to you having a bad day

genre: fluff 

pairing: bf!Jake x reader

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As soon as Jake senses that something is off with you, he becomes incredibly attentive. His emotional intelligence kicks in, and he can tell you're having a rough day before you say even anything.

He'll approach you with genuine concern, his eyes softening as he takes in your demeanor. "Baby, what's wrong?" he asks, reaching out to gently cup your face, wanting to reassure you that he's there for you.

Jake is all ears, ready to listen to every detail of your bad day. He encourages you to express your feelings, assuring you that it's a safe space for you to share whatever is on your mind.

Once you start talking, he listens intently, absorbing every word. He might interject with comforting words or a gentle touch, letting you know that you're not alone in this.

If you're up for it, he suggests sitting down together, maybe with a warm cup of tea or coffee, to discuss what happened and explore possible solutions or ways to make things better.

Throughout the conversation, he uses endearing pet names like "Baby" and "Princess" even more than usual, trying to sprinkle a bit of sweetness and comfort into the heavy atmosphere.

Seeing you upset tugs at his heartstrings, and he's quick to offer physical affection. He wants you to feel his presence and support, whether it's a tight hug, a hand to hold, or gentle strokes through your hair.

If you're open to it, he might propose a change of scenery or a relaxing activity to take your mind off things. Maybe a spontaneous picnic with Layla at the park or a cozy movie night at home.

Jake is understanding and patient, emphasizing that everyone has tough days and expressing his unwavering belief that you'll get through it together.

As the day progresses, he continues checking in on you, offering comfort and affection whenever needed. Whether it's a small gesture like bringing your favorite snacks or leaving sweet notes around the house, he wants to remind you that you're loved and cherished, even on the most challenging days.

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[starblue2406]

The path behind the process: Mew

Oh Mew, our beloved spoiled pink cat.

Originally back when Arceus was a guy totally unconcerned about his creation, Mew was a spoiled brat who only thought about taking the best photo for Instagram and showing off how great it is to be the firstborn of Arceus and enjoying being the basis for creating everything.

He then changed to a sort of assistant and emotional support for Arceus, something that has remained to this day.In this case, this way of being of Mew was in the original comic and in the story before the chapter 14.

It turns out that during the time I was inactive, I realized that something did not fit in the Mew project, because they are revelations of events that have no logic that would have happened without Mew being find out what happened... Unless he knew everything and just decided to keep quiet about the truth... Even being an accomplice.And that's how I fixed a plot hole in exchange for the cute and pretty thing keeping something else up its sleeve, yes, I'm dangerous when it comes to covering plot holes.

Since Chapter 14 I left some indicators that something was not right, but it is not until the remake of Chapter 4 that I left it explicitly and this will continue to be seen in both the remakes and the linear chapters.

Concept and personality:

The issue of her personality is more complex than the others, I don't even have an idea of her MBTI or Hogwarts house because Mew is quite far from that.

Mew in personality and concept is based on Alexa and Jesus.

In Alexa's case, being an assistant to her father, bordering on being a butler, who fulfills all his orders and is always kind and polite. How from the beginning I only saw him with a role of being Arceus's good boy, to the point that he would become his right-hand man and as I said, a perfect personal assistant.

In the part of Jesus it is a little more recent but no less curious.Mew is Arceus's perfect creation and he loves creation from his father for the simple fact that it came from his father and because everyone has a small part of him.However, he hates imperfection, but in a particular way, he cannot hate, he cannot get angry, instead he always thinks with a cool head and in a perfect way,Therefore, at most he can feel disgust. But he doesn't want to feel disgust for anything his father's creation!And much less that their own imperfection will sink them, whether because their father is angry or because of themselves, he wants to save them.

So yes, we can say with this that Mew is an adorable and helpful kitten to his elder, supreme guardian of creation and literally his whole world revolves around everything working as it should and everyone being have the maximum well-being that perfection can give them; all this without neglecting their services to their father whenever he needs help, after all he is their creator and the maximum of perfection by being and its creator.

Backstory:

Let's recall the prologue a little.

"Your people be a true example for humanity in conduct, morals and image,r".

That was what Arceus told Pablo as a condition for the Mew project to continue, well, out of the viewer's sight, that's what he also said to Mew, and the little pink cat... Let's just say he took it too seriously and took it too far.

Just like the steering wheel of Wall-e's ship, when he heard the order "Not to return to Earth".

For the condition in which Mew is created to love creation and be disgusted by imperfection t the same time, he is programmed to obey his father for the sake of perfection, wanting to save humanity, and a genuine affection he has for his chosen ones, will do everything possible to ensure that your project doesn't fail. That condition was a doom for your project management from then on.

Everything Mew does from now on is for the sake of keeping the project going and making his chosen ones the example they should be.

Mew has a firm plan; he only recognizes the orders of his superior and knows exactly what his superior should tell him. "This isn't wrong. I'm doing what I should be doing. Improve them and remove from their guts that repugnance that only a mortal has".

Backstory song:

This song refers to one of the first stories of the Fazbear Frights, a series of FNAF books of short stories. Here they tell the story of a girl with low self-esteem who finds Eleonor,who promises to make her dreams come true by saving her from a dump, making her beautiful.The problem is that there is a twist at the end, that what Eleonor did was dismember the girl and replace her parts with scrap metal and use illusory discs that gave the image that she was fine.

The song represents the nights when Eleonor did her work, removing and replacing the girl's parts to make her beautiful.Sara, like Pablo, had the dream of being integrated, of finding support in someone, and Mew, like Eleonor, promised to become a kind of fairy godmother.that would make your dreams come true Pablo wanted to show others his discoveries and Sara just wanted to be accepted by the rest of her school.

I like to imagine Mew making robotic movements to the rhythm of the song while removing what is not useful for its chosen one.

Characters evolution:

"A.M.

It's not just a Alited Mastercomputer, if not now it is Cogito ergo son, I think and therefore I am".

-A.M

I have no mouth and I must scream.

If you noticed, in the publication of the remake chapter 4, I already gave hints of all this.

Alexa

Jesus

Auto

A.M

But no one managed to intuit anything.

Mew, at some point, will push his reasoning ability to the limit and realize that now everything will depend on his hands if he wants creation to be saved from itself, from imperfection.

In a few hours, I'll post a small spoiler related to its inspiration in AM. No, Mew hasn't done any harm.at least not intentionally with the aim of causing harm, but because that is how it should be done, modifying what does not fit or discarding it.

AM could only feel hatred for humanity, the envy of seeing that they could live and he could not, in addition to being created for war, made him take matters into his own hands, as far as his reasoning allowed him and the feelings he could experience, he tortured out of pure hatred and it will be like this for all eternity.He even has his favorite human to hurt and everything.

Mew is like a little girl with her dolls, she takes care of them, combs their hair, gives them affection and also moves them as she pleases and can modify them if she thinks it is necessary. She has her favorite doll, her little star, she has those she didn't like as much and others that almost meet her standards.

Mew doesn't hate you, she loves you. But she's disgusted by your imperfection, so she'll do everything she can to make you love her completely and be useful to the system.Your superior must agree, and if he doesn't, then he isn't.

Honorable mention:

Archangel Gabriel from the Mandela Catalog gives off a really good vibe that I'd like to give to Mew, plus look, he's your true savior.

Mew also wants to be your savior, but he won't do it by sacrificing himself, he will make others sacrifice themselves to convince you that you can save yourself from your own filth like them.And if his chosen ones don't help, Mew offers them a small divine hand.

Also, like Gabriel, Mew is the one who sent Arceus's messages to the recipients xd

Vicktor from ARCANE, In this case it is because of his concept of "the glorious evolution."During my Anthropological theory classes last semester, we focused mainly on evolutionism. where some privileged white gentlemen thought that cultures function like biological evolution and, with that logic They have to improve to a point where they are perfect.With that in mind, those men made a series of catalogs to classify cultures, putting their own on top, of course, thinking that theirs was the most "civilized", advanced and close to perfeccion, compared to the others that fell into the classification of barbarism, savagery and others.

With that in mind, I jotted down a post-it note that said "Evolutionism resembles the belief in perfection(?) WTF, *points at Mew* The supreme evolutionist(?!)".

After all, evolutionism said that this was where all other cultures were headed, and some were better than others, but in the end they were all seeking the same path: achieving perfection. Archesians believe that there are individuals who are more backward than others in finding their true function in the system and that is why they have to join their fem to improve as much as possible and be valuable in the functioning of the system that is creation.

When I saw ARCANE and Vicktor I came to the conclusion that to achieve perfection you have to give up defects and emotions, so everything will be at peace, nothing will be at risk for a single emotion and thus we will be able to evolve to the maximum point.

Mew, my little pink cat, just wants us all to be okay.

Honorable mention x2:

But not everything can be macabre and divine things... There can also be denial and longing.Sprite, from the Eternals movie, despite being equivalent to a goddess, she envied something about human beings, she envied their opportunity to grow, change and mature.She was doomed to watch and help a civilization improve, grow, see it destroyed to create another, be reset from her memories and start over.She wanted to feel what it was like to be loved, but no one would look at her romantically with her childlike appearance and she wanted to be loved, to have a family, to grow and change.

Mew also has a little wish among all its programming. He also wants to grow and take care of someone.But why would I want that? Mortals reproduce through their own imperfection to correct errors in their genetics and create new ones. Mew is the ancestor of all, with DNA that adapts perfectly to anything, it is so efficient that it cannot die... So why would it want to take care of someone in such a close way?

As explained by Mew in the remake of Chapter 4

"Like you with me and with all my brothers, I also differentiate between a simple product of creation and the fact of forging a being, therefore, I also understand the difference of taking care of one and the other, it is not the same. I mean, all life came out of me, everyone shares a little piece of me, and yet with no being have I had the opportunity to have the closeness to create it beyond a literal and simple sense such as the physical (...)I never had the privilege of caring for a part of creation with closeness until I met him; With my little star I could feel what you and many beings can experience (...)I could feel what it is to take care of a being with special attention, to protect him, to make my world revolve around him, a confidence that you only feel when you have a special life in your arms".

Mew in theory is also a child, with the innocence of one who only acts based on how his superior has done and does not understand what his actions cause beyond that... However, deep down, he wants to grow in the way of caring for someone not in a physical and superficial way, but by giving them special attention.He succeeded with Pablo, but Mew can't let go of his utilitarian programming, so the rest of his chosen ones are just objects of use, he loves them dearly for being a reminder of his little star, but Pablo was the only one who belonged to him.

In the case of King Candy, it's because of a recent song that came out on YouTube.This song in a way makes me think about Mew's journey and his project.

Also, mind you, they are both characters with an appearance or likability that never make you imagine that they have something under the carpet as events unfolded you realized they have been behind everything and moving the wires and codes that give support to everything.

General reflections:

I'm crazy, you should remove any problem with plot holes from me because otherwise I'll commit atrocities like Martha or aberrations like Mew.

Here I tried to keep you alert of whatever involves Mew and his management with his project, because as he explained, he will not have the conflict of fixing the imperfections from the root with a clean cut.

[quitealotofsodapop]

[Now I'm imagining a Judge Judy or Maury-esque trial over the custody/parentage of Sun Luzhen and the other SWKs vs their universes' respective Nuwa, Houtu and Fuxi.]

Goodness, that guy has to earn a LOT of overtime to deal with SWKs and the fams nonsense. Hope they invite him to family events too X)

[Reborn SWK/Smokey is the most furious since he has a whole complex over not having parents.]

I wanna write something funny, but all I can make up is the image of Reborn Nuwa shoving as much money and stuff as possible as Hush Money so that their connection stays a secret. I feel like that would make Smokey super-duper mad.

[Plum, realising that he probably shouldn't have said that: "The... the supreme goddess of the moon?" (o_o;) Other LEMs: "THE WHO?!?"]

Plum, poking head into the room with the SWKs: Sorry about that, but I think I broke your partners.

Damn, so Mac's also royalty! Although, how well known was that if he worked as PIFs attendant in the Celestial Realm?

...now I am curious how Babs and Gibs came to be...what's their lineage? And do they know of it?

[Different SWKs reactions ahoy!]

Hmm...how do the LEM's (and rest of the Pilgrims if they are around) feel about Luzhen? He has to quite literally rock their world with the revelations.

[He's used to sudden children by now.]

Peach, hearing Dasheng's footsteps in the house: Hey, bud, what's ahhh... *Sees that Dasheng has 10 kids, all hanging from his limbs...* Umm...

Dasheng: I walked by an orphanage...

Peach: Wow, your dad vibes are over 9000, huh?

Dasheng: What does that even mean?!

[heck yeah, I'm dad, not our neglectful creators.]

I am picturing Dasheng looking at either of the gods in question and going, "Oh look at that, the deadbeats are here. Have you brought the child support or do I have to boot you off my mountain again?"

[it's not his fault another him got made! And whats more he's furious at their creators for "allowing" another Stone Monkey to be born to face the same crisis/trials he did.]

You know, I once read that we grow up to be the person our younger selves would have felt the safest with. Paraphrased a bit, but the idea is there. They are two different people, but, maybe he can help heal his inner child in this way.

[His cub now, their creators can screw off!]

I have this image: One of the parents in question coming in hot to claim parental rights or something, only for Cherry, handling his Luzhen off to somebody to keep safe, to launch an attack so brutal and bloody Buddha took one look at the carnage and noped out of there, going like "Not even I am willing to fuck with that. Nope."

[They do have a little brain itch of what this could mean for them tho.]

Not the brain itch you or Shihou were having, but mine is itching with the question of...how would SWK and/or LEM handle a child with cognitive disabilities - like serious ones at that?

[Meanwhile Mac is just like; "He's a toddler. They all want to fight heaven."]

Well, he's not wrong. I am told as a small child I advocated for burning the government whenever the adults complained about something relating to politics. I was quite the anarchist.

[albeit one thats technically his uncle(?) he's not gonna worry about that part.]

I did one read a book where the middle-school-aged-MC had a two-year-old Baby Aunt. I also thought it was odd - but also one hell of a way to find out your parents/grandparents are still getting it on.

Gonna have to be my replies under Read more soon cus gotdang you really give me a lot to talk about! /positive :D

[Goodness, that guy has to earn a LOT of overtime to deal with SWKs and the fams nonsense. Hope they invite him to family events too X)]

SWK's lawyer def gets a yearly holiday card, and invites to family events. He's practically family after the first couple of scandals.

[I wanna write something funny, but all I can make up is the image of Reborn Nuwa shoving as much money and stuff as possible as Hush Money so that their connection stays a secret. I feel like that would make Smokey super-duper mad.]

F in chat to poor Smokey; who wanted a meaningful relationship/an apology from his creators and now only has worthless hush money, and a small son/brother(?) to take care of.

[Damn, so Mac's also royalty! Although, how well known was that if he worked as PIFs attendant in the Celestial Realm?]

The Celestial Realm recognised LMK!Mac as *belonging* to the supreme Mood Deity, but were unsure exactly how. He's a monkey after all, and Taiying is human (they think). Maybe he's her pet? Alchemy experiment gone wrong? Either way, he was a calming influence on the young and frustrated Princess Tieshan, so he was at least treated with the same respect as a lady-in-waiting - although not as much as humanoid celestial would be.

If the Celestial Realm knew the Six Eared Macaque was the child of the Supreme Moon Deity, then he might have had some weight to throw around the court - if Lady Taiying recognised him as such. Otherwise its another aspect they would have mocked him for - whats more to them than another illegitimate noble?

Also; Plum accidentally breaking all the other LEMs cus he didn't realise that they didn't know about their origins. XD

[…now I am curious how Babs and Gibs came to be…what's their lineage? And do they know of it?]

Odds are those two were created by separate star entities long before the modern earth even existed. Earth is were they spent their teenage/college years essentially before they retired to space. If they know of their origins, they don't care much.

Rest of replies under Read More!

[Hmm…how do the LEM's (and rest of the Pilgrims if they are around) feel about Luzhen?]

Most of the LEMs are shocked silent for the most part.

Plum/LMK!Mac: in particular a little annoyed but adoring that a tiny copy of Wukong has been dropped onto his lap. But hey, free baby is free baby. Will kill anything that dares to inflict any of SWK's trauma onto Luzhen.

Zhanshi/HiB!LEM: immediately goes full mom-mode on the infant monkey. Little guy needs a stable home after all! Hunting down his primordial in-laws for answers can wait... for now.

Liang/Reborn!LEM: is a little faster to accept Luzhen as their responsibility than Smokey, and helps to be the "softer" parent of the two. They def agree that the gods can screw off tho.

Olive/Netflix!LEM: is initially so freaked out that they don't want anything to do with Luzhen. But the moment the little guy reaches out for a hug... who is Olive to deny him? A bit colder, but is warming up fast. Is the one who holds Luzhen while Cherry fights the gods - like the infamous "Get his ass baby, I got your flower" except flower is baby.

Joker/NewGods!LEM: is already bouncing the kid on his knee. Its a shock but hey, its like how they got their MK. Little guy is stinking adorable too. Is also very mad at the gods for being so irresponsible. Probably gets really defensive when people ask if him and Ace are Luzhen's grandparents tho.

Spice/2000s!LEM: is scared. So very scared. Mostly out of worry. He's just coming to terms with his own creation/identity, and now there's a bonus Wukong?! What if the gods take Luzhen away!? He needs to sit down a bit. Takes him a while to see Luzhen as more than a extension of SWK, afterwards its more mentor and tudi vibes.

Meihouwang Mihou: is... still in shock. He reacted badly enough to Shihou's arrival, and now an entire infant version of Shihou needs food and parents to take care of him. Its overwhelming. And then Shihou approaches him for advice? On how to raise Luzhen? Oh gosh, maybe this was a sign from the gods. His ears are flooded with the sounds of wedding bells and laughing infants. This oz his and Shihou's baby now. Still asks the Elder monkeys for help tho, since he barely knows what to do more than Shihou does.

Lilac/Smash!LEM: is hesistant to get close. They feel that they can't just drop everything to raise a whole kid, not with their career quicky on the rise. Their Wukong is such a good caretaker tho, and Lilac feels a little guilty when they can't join in on family time. Def dedicates a song about "little falling stars" to Luzhen, and has frequent video calls when he's away. Vows to spoil the kid anytime they're together to make up for any time lost.

The other pilgrims are having bluescreen errors every time they try thinking about the ramifictions of multiple earth/creation gods pulling up to drop lore like that.

The Tripitakas are torn between "Oh its a blessing!" and "Oh sweet Buddha, theres two of them now." HiB!Liuer has already claimed his Luzhen as his little brother/fellow tudi.

You know the Zhu Bajie's are laughing their butts off once the shock wears off. Lots of child support jokes. Declares themselves the different Luzhens' uncles.

Sha Wujing is a little more... unsettled. Why did a bunch of gods just show up- oh sweet buddha they're Older Brother Sun's creators?! And theres' a little Sun now!? Reborn!SWJ def has a small breathing-into-a-paper-bag anixety attack. Afterwards though they feel a greater kinship, with their Luzhens and SWKs. After all, they feel "discarded" by the gods also.

[I am picturing Dasheng looking at either of the gods in question and going, "Oh look at that, the deadbeats are here. Have you brought the child support or do I have to boot you off my mountain again?"]

The idea of Dasheng looking the earth gods in the eye and calling them "deadbeats" is the most perfectly in-character thing for him ever. I love it.

[You know, I once read that we grow up to be the person our younger selves would have felt the safest with. Paraphrased a bit, but the idea is there. They are two different people, but, maybe he can help heal his inner child in this way.]

That is literally the most sweetest and heartbreaking thing. Smokey considers himself "broken", but Luzhen as "still good enough" to help. By being a good protector and influence, he secretly hopes to heal the scared child he once was. :']

Meanwhile, Netflix!SWK/Cherry is fighting any gods that dare threaten to take his mini-me away.

[how would SWK and/or LEM handle a child with cognitive disabilities - like serious ones at that?]

Honestly? Pretty ok. They know that people can be born "different" and have different hurdles to overcome. In the wild, macaques are known to pay extra attention to troop members with disabilities, and treat them kindly.

I hc MK as having adhd, which really affects his attention and short term memory, so Shadowpeach have been working with that for a long time. Wukong and Macaque themselves are very autistic-coded (which makes my autistic butt very happy), and would have a lot of insight to how the kid might be feeling.

If one of their kids has another serious cognitive impairment, like being non-verbal, they'll find a way to adapt to it. SWK 100% has learned both forms of CSL over the years, and does a refresher in prep for MK's arrival. Helps a lot when the more monkey-ish side of the kids means that they don't verbalize for a long time compared to human kids.

[one hell of a way to find out your parents/grandparents are still getting it on.]

MK had that crisis at age 19 when the Lunar Nodelets were on the way. Like when he found out it was at a high-stress moment so he barely had time ot process it; "We had just saved the world from the Lady Bone Demon and you two were...?! Ugh! I need to wash my brain out."

Nezha had a more firey reaction when he learned of the Eclipse Twins years prior. He didn't even know the monkeys did that stuff. He was uber-grossed out in an almost cooties sort of way, but also in a "please for the love of buddha, don't fill the celestial realm with your spawn"-kind of way.

Tysm for sending so many cool questions in! You really rock my create brain <3

[teenjulsie16]

Buddie fanfic

Title: i know i love you. but i also know i can’t (by TeenJulsie)

Words: 852

Summary:

100 reasons why Eddie loves Buck

1 reason why he can’t

Hashtags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley, Feelings Realization, Feelings, Emotions, Admiration, Denial of Feelings, Self-Denial, Sad and Sweet, Idiots in Love, I Love You, Words of Affection

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64831780

100 reasons why Eddie loves Buck

his big heart of gold

the way Buck risks everything for others

his loyalty that lies unmatched

that unforgettable smile which lightens up the sun

how he’s amazing with christopher

Buck has a way of making the impossible seem possible

his sense of humor

the way he always shows up no matter what the situation is

his eyes

his chaotic but lovable puppy energy

how buck never gives up

the way he gets along with Christopher better than anyone ever has

his heroism, Buck’s way to save even those who have no hope left inside

how he cares so deeply about little things

his goofy side

his loyalty to the 118

how he challenges Eddie to open up, even if Eddie hardly ever does

that he remembers the small details, like how Eddie’s favourite shower gel is a woman shower gel, vanilla and strawberry flavoured

his vulnerability, of which Buck is more than proud to admit he has

Buck’s protective instincts

the way he stands up for what’s right, even if everyone else disagrees with him

his lips

how Buck makes christopher laugh when there’s sadness all around

Buck’s courageous soul

his smile

his hugs

how Buck treats everyone like family. if a butterfly would land on his arm he’d see it as a little soul to take care of, and he’d cry when it flies away

his terrible terrible but oh so endearing jokes

that Buck tries, tries ‘till his last breath even when he’s scared

his resilience

Buck’s “never leave a man behind” attitude

his curly blond hair

the way he loves people, maybe too hard sometimes

how he endlessly forgives those who wronged him

his soft side, the one Buck hides from the world

Buck’s passion for his job

that he’s always positive

Buck’s chaotic cooking attempts

his rough voice whenever he’s serious about something

how he makes Eddie feel seen

that he believes in second chances, third chances, fourth chances, fifth chances…..and so it goes on

how Buck has been there through it all

his stubbornness (even when it’s annoying, which is most of the time)

his ridiculous confidence, that Eddie admires truly

how he’s always up for anything, even if it’s to jump off a cliff with a parachute or watch a movie on the couch

the way Buck always checks in

his constant need to help people, creatures, souls

how Buck looks at Eddie, like he matters

his kindness towards others

how he never gives up hope

that he’s Christopher’s best friend, second father, emotional support whenever he needs it

how he fits perfectly into Eddie’s life

Buck’s bravery, emotional and physical

that he never thinks twice

his love for the world

how he wears his hoodies, how he tucks his shirt in his pants

Buck’s idiotic rescue attempts

that he understands Eddie, always

his quiet days

the way he lights up a room with just his presence

his childlike personality

that he’s a safe place, for so many people

his support and love during eddie’s darkest moments

that Buck never judges, never makes someone feel bad, how he is never mean

his constant drive to get better at what he does

his boyish smirk

that he made Eddie smile again, when Eddie almost lost everything

his loyalty even through fights, arguments, disagreements

his cheekiness

the way he caresses his tattoos when he’s nervous

that Buck never left, even when Eddie pushed him away

his hidden sadness, that not many people can see

that he lets Eddie be soft, be gentle, be himself

how he respects eddie’s past, as if it’s a treasure meant to polish

how he loves Christopher like his own

that he became home for the Diaz boys

his skin, his body, his arms, his legs, his muscles, his tremors

the way Buck says Eddie’s name

his spontaneous choices

Buck’s eyes after he rescues someone

his comforting advices, even if sometimes he really doesn’t have to do anything else but be there

Buck’s ability to read eddie without words

the way he makes everything easier

that he’d walk through fire for those he loves, for his family and friends

his tears

that he’s survived through everything

Buck’s dreams

his ridiculous but sweet snoring

that he makes Eddie feel safe

the fact that Buck is ticklish, and he laughs like a maniac when someone tickles his belly

the way he loses on purpose when he plays games with Chris to make Eddie’s little boy happy

the way Buck puts everyone before himself

that he’s a person who anyone can trust

that Buck has been through hell and back with a smile both when he walked in and when he walked out

how Buck blames himself, never the others

that he changed Eddie’s life

his light in Eddie’s darkness

that he never needed to try, for anyone, but he always did. always gave his best

his dimples

because he’s Buck. and he’s impossible not to love

but one reason why he can’t love Buck is

because Eddie never said “I love you” to someone who might actually stay

[greenivydusk]

Simple Gratitude Practice

I just lit an orange candle with Hungarian runes to express my thankfulness to the Sun god of ancient Hungarian pantheon. He is sometimes referred as "A Magyarok Istene", often mistaken as the X-tian god. But no. They're two different deities, as researches have pointed out. Quite interesting how he was probably worshiped before the X-tian oppress nearly wiped out the traditions. Instead it blended welll within the Catholicism, among folk traditions, the church could never truly erase them. I am so thankful that I still can return to Him, whenever I feel the need of his comfort. Even just saying a little thank you, He is so appreciative of small honorings, devotionals and offerings. As long as it comes from pure intentions of the heart, he'll treat you kindly and gentle. Yes. I have refraimed my own practice and pagan polytheism, returning to my ancestry and ancient pantheon by reconstructing as much as possible from the folklore helped me to a bit be less scared of cultural appropriation and the internalized racism we were tought to brush under the carpet. It is not healthy, try to talk it out, journal about it, try to ask for guides on how can you manage your privileges in a better method. For me what gave a little boost is to support BIPOC/disabled witchy content creators, small businesses. From introspective journaling I have came to the conclusion on what dragged me into deep depression was the internalized learnt freeziness. Activism fatigue. Too many contradictory informations regarding the topic of decolonization, anti-racism, what counts as cultural appropriation and what not can lead to severe confusion and it can seem pretty horrific and as if I cannot do anything right as a yte cis-bisexual woman. Starting at somewhere is the hardest part of doing the right things. Self-hatred is still there... in thoughts like why i didn't started it earlier. Why I have not known about certain aspects? I'm not sure if anyone had experienced something similar...? I'd be happy if you'd share your experiences, probably it would help out others too in starting their own decolonization journey and healing from generational trauma.

[olivineiz]

Gem Heirarchy

Full credits to @mysticplies for the idea.

The list will go from top to bottom, top being highest ranking and bottom being lowest.

RANK 1 - Commanders

-Diamonds: (The gem rulers)

+White Diamond

+Yellow Diamond

+Blue Diamond

+Pink Diamond

RANK 2 - Second in Command

-Cubic Zirconas: They serve as substitutes as diamonds, whenever they are absent during a certain event, these gems will be there in the diamond’s place)

+Cubic Zircona

+Synthetic Cubic Zircona

RANK 3 - Supervision

-Emerald: They own entire fleets of ships and direct them all over star systems.

-Galaxite: As suggested by the name, these are high ranking gems who are in charge of mapping the entire galaxy, star systems etc… to find different colonies, moons for bases etc…

-Garnets: (They’re high ranking gems who run colonies and are war leaders)

+Demantoid

+Grossular

+Hessonite

+Pyrope

+Umbalite

-Goldsand Stone: They are co-commanders in ships, working under hessonites.

-Klöchite: They are temple monks

-Kornerupine: They are authoritative figures who live in luxury. A select few even have dedicated colonies.

-Nuumite: They are in charge of the reef, organizing all the pearls, gifts, accessories etc…

-Neptunite: They set up ship routes on the galaxy.

-Peacock Ore: An aristocratic gem who is in charge of giving orders and applying order in colony plans, during terraforming etc… keeping gems in line.

-Opals: (These are iridescent gems who guide gems on specific missions are duties)

+Brazilian Opal

-Sillimanite: They are judges for minor trials.

-Sodalite: These gems can manipulate the weather for good conditions in colonies

-Zoisites: (They’re aristocratic gems, who foresee all interstellar shipments (ships, colony specific minerals etc…)

+Anyolite

+Saualpite

+Tanzanite

RANK 4 - Special Abilities

-Sapphires: (aristocrats, they have the power to see the future or be omnipresent depending on the cut and have a tendency to ice)

+Rose Sapphire

+Green Apple Sapphire

+Indigo Sapphire

+Pari Colored Sapphire

+Mekong Whiskey Sapphire

+Blue Sapphire

+Padparascha Sapphire

-Unakite: They are gems who work with flora. They create greenhouses for any types of plants the diamonds want to keep as keepsakes from their colony conquests.

-Kundige: They are extremely rare and one hasn’t been seen in over 2000 years so they are presumed extinct. They were working behind the scenes in some unknown plan.

-Sidenite: They’re magma manipulators and can support harsh environments in different star systems making it easier to navigate harsher colonies.

-Chalcedonies: (These gems support rockier and harsher terrains, making it possible to grown more gems in rocky terrains)

+Orange Chalcedony

+Chalcedony (Navel)

+Blue Chalcedony

-Beryls: Differents beryls call for different jobs but ultimately they are all small.

+Aquamarine: They are water-based aristocrats with a wand which serves as a weapon.

-Andesine: They are more tolerant to heat/desertic colonys making better suited for harsher colonies.

-Opalized Wood: They are able to detect which types of minerals are in the colony, seeing which gem is suitable to be grown there.

-Azurite: They are part of Blue diamond’s court and are water based. They are mostly on standby during colony invasions.

-Bixbite: with their sharp claws, they cut up and hard surfaces to sturdy for normal machines.

RANK 5 - Creativity

-Tsavorite: These are aristocratic gems who take charge in organizing events for the diamonds.

-Morganite: They are the head fashion designers

-Rubelite: they work with morganites, dressing up models

-Diaboelite: these are the models for the morganites and their crew.

-Pietrestite: These gems are aristocratic and along with morganites, design.

-Indicolite: They are interior designers, decorating buildings and spires.

-Moonstone: They put on shows for the diamonds

-Chrysocolla: They maintain organic life zoos for the diamonds.

-Pajsbergite: They create blueprints for buildings.

-Moldovite: They are concept creators for different colony end results.

-Onyx: These gems are showmakers and entertainers for the diamonds.

-Roselite: They serve Morganites as tailors. If it’s a new pearl design, or gem outfit that’s being designed. The roselite will create the outfit as a test.

-Sardonyx: Along with Barytes, they are showmen and help put up shows for the diamond’s entertainment.

-Baryte: They're actors who do theatre for the diamonds.

RANK 6 - Management

-Natrophilite: They are messengers, delivering messages to diamonds, announcing certain things to large groups of gems etc…

-Topaz: These are gem bodyguards who are buff and can protect a specific gem or room.

+Blue Topaz

+Yellow Topaz

+White Topaz

-Agates: They are sort of guardians who keep and quartz soldier in line.

+Grape Agate

+Polyhedroid Agate

+Fire Agate

+Holly Blue Agate

+Blue Lace Agate

-Richtersite: These gems are the agate’s managers. Each one has their own fleet of agates.

-Covellite: They are movement system conductors.

-Orthoclase: These gems sort of news anchors, announcing any important informations on the gem line to large groups of gems.

-Blue Calcite: If there are any leftover minerals in a colony, calcites gather those minerals up, and send them to labs to be tested for uses other than colonies.

-Emmonsite: alongside peridots, they are kindergarten experts except they gather all their information and develop new mechanics to improve gem creation.

-Diopside: These gems work on lower-decks of ships, fixing malfunctions and organising the cables.

-Angelite: They are Klöchite’s helpers in temples.

-Lammerite: They gather large quantities of water to put them in big tubes for extra usage in colonies.

-Selenite: They work with Prehnites in the labratories.

-Prehnite: These gems are laboratory workers, experimenting on different gem shards, minerals etc…

-Olivenite: They work on ships as system coordinators

-Aegirine: These gems are specialists in foreign life forms, and are usually the ones to exterminate them in colonies.

-Boleite: They keep records of ins and outs of the main diamond building.

-Nepheline: They are in charge of keeping temples in order and pristine

-Maxixe Beryl: They develop materials for stronger buildings

-Axinite: These gems in charge of organising the diamond’s files.

-Lepidocrocite: These gems are analytic counters and temple recipients.

-Zircons: they are lawyers during trials

+Red Zircon

+Blue Zircon

+Yellow Zircon

-Topazolite: They create encyclopedias of all gem knowledge.

-Peridots: They are kindergarten experts.

-Rutile: They are normal colony workers who organize different cuts and cabochon types of gems.

-Trequite: These gems are extinct, but they were in charge of cleaning debris after terraforming.

RANK 7 - Group Work

-Grandidierite: Like desert glass, they’re really quick and stealthy.

-Barite: They're soldiers.

-Desert Glass: They’re sort of ninjas. They’re stealthy and get around quickly. They can be used as spies.

-Nephrite: These gems are ship commanders.

-Tourmaline: They are simple soldiers have are particularly bouncy.

+Uvite

+Verdelite

+Liddicoatite

+Watermelon Tourmaline

-Quartz: They're soldiers.

+Angel Aura Quartz:

+Cherry Quartz

+Amethyst

+Jaspers

+Ocean Jasper

+Biggs Jasper

+Zebra Jasper

+Rose Quartz

+Aventurine

+Rainbow Quatz

+Smoky Quartz

+Blue Quartz

+White Quartz

+Bloodstone

+Prasiolite

+Amertine

-Carnelian: They are quartz soldiers

-Amber: They work in groups to form a sort of sticky substance used to stick brocks together (like cement)

-Ruby: They are bodyguards/soldiers.

-Lapis Lazulis: (they are terraformers, working in colonies to landscape the area, making it suitable for gem life.)

-Olivine: They are like lapis lazulis, they terraform colonies except they do it with rocks/mud rather than water.

RANK 8 - Construction

-Bismuth: They build spires and statues for the diamonds.

-Snowflake Obsidian: They build ice trenches during battles or snow colonies

-Orange Spodumene: They are water-based gems who work underwater to build spires, buildings etc...

-Larimar: They build ice sculptures for the diamonds

-Canvasite: They build water sculptures for the diamond’s different colonies and personal leisure.

RANK 9 - Servants

-Canasite: They are part of choirs for the diamonds’ entertainment

-Spinel: They are subjects of entertainment, sort of like play-mates.

-Jade: They are subjects of entertainment, they usually dance in balls or are ok standby in different colonies

-Pearl: They serve as servants, usually given to aristocratic/noble gems, they stand by their owner at any given moment

-Albite: they’re statue gems

RANK 10 - Prototypes

-Euxenite: A test gem who was based off of birds.

-Gem Shards: Lifeless pieces of gem bodies