#wholesome humanity tag

[easyaesthetics]

Imitates human behaviors to an uncanny degree, Akira remembers from the lab notes. Mimic skill on par with any natural predator that imitates another animal to lure in prey.

Scene from the amazing mermaid fic, I like to think I’m a good person by @relationshipcrimes (READ THE TAGS BEFORE BEGINNING)

[luna7822]

congradulations assholes

u all finally got that stupid ass victory that u ppl so lovingly beg for absolutely no reason other than just to find more petty excuses to boost ur ego and outright splat any other ppl from different teams on site as if any of u dont know how to play like fair for once in ur pathetic fucking life and admittingly i do feel bad for shiver too since she actually had smth that i could agree with for once (vanilla aside) and that u assholes pretty much decided to be absolute jerks throughout the whole damn thing all cuz im on her team as if splatfests and final/seasonalfests in general were never meant to be taken srsly in the first place and overall to any stupid ass stans/spawn campers out there i wish u all a very happy go fuck urself for basically never giving me a fair fucking chance for once whatsoever and for honestly being the worst fucking idol f**base to ever exist in general so yeah

[thefabelmans2022]

there's a certain. we'll say comedy group. that i've watched clips of and enjoyed but i refuse to ever actively seek it out bc the fandom feels like a pressure cooker waiting to explode.

[wannabemasterofwindintraining]

I'm so normal about those 3

[thatonegaybrit]

; sometimes humans are okay because I js watched a video of someone painting the mona lisa on an egg and. :]. What the fuck ily <3

[the-fandom-pandemonium]

god we care. humans care so much. about so many things. and i love them so much for it and i love me for it too. tv was made to entertain bc someone saw how saw reacted to their story. music exists to talk about intimate cares and sillt cares and ways to carry them in your head without any equipment needed. soft blankets. rubber gloves. goldfish. your sister buying jaffa cakes because you love them. you friends buying you lotion and socks and telling you sweet dreams because you get nightmares.

there is a lot of sad in the world. that is indisputable. but it wouldn't be considered sad if we didn't care. we wouldn't be trying to do better if we didn't care.

[luna-loveboop]

Ethics funny

/gen /lh

Ok so sometime in my second year of college I was taking an introduction to ethics class. And the ethics class goal was to “teach students to consider moral dilemmas in a rational manner” or some such shit but basically I found out academics can turn ANY subject into something to memorize so we basically ended up learning all these old dude with beards beliefs on their own systems of morals they made up, which was actually pretty cool cause my teacher was  amazing.

And so basically we would learn about these different moral theories for how we should act and every time we learned one my professor would take a poll of “who thinks this is a good basis for morality and who doesn’t”.

(My professor made it very clear from the start that any religion was an integral part of ethics, so it was always a valid view to place your polls on and take into account, just as not having one was)

One day we were studying some theory or another, I don’t remember the name, but it was a type of utilitarianism, which said that the right thing to do was that which maximized pleasure and goodness.

So after talking about the theory for awhile I was like you know this seems like a pretty good moral code right? Just do what maximizes goodness or whatever.

Then the class takes a poll as usual, and I voted that yes, I thought this seemed like a good moral basis.

And then.

As he was taking a vote for who didn’t like this moral theory, I realized, and screamed,

“Wait I have a religion!”

And thrust my hand in the air and asked to change my vote because I remembered this was not the moral law that the religion I chose to believe in approved of.

And oh my god guys it was so funny the whole class just burst out laughing and everyone was joking like

have y’all ever gotten so deep into ethical debates you forgot you had a freaking religion and believed in God? Lol

Anyways so it was even funnier because for the rest of the poll like ten members of the class changed their votes as well because they too had forgotten…

And then for the rest of the semester we would take polls and someone would change their vote and we’d be like “did you forget your religion too” and most of the time they actually did

Somehow still we were all very open minded and willing to consider these other moral laws (cause like you can’t have true faith without being able to consider other views) (and there were several various religions in that class not just Christianity whoo diversity) but

but seriously guys it was so funny

Have you ever been so deep in ethical debates you forgot your religion?

Yes.

Yes I have.

And so did half my class apparently! And we teased each other about it relentlessly

But a professor that encourages diversity of thought and expressing it? taking various religions (and absence of) into account and considering all views respectfully when forming opinions? That professor was unreal and I was very lucky.

In an almost solely Christian town having someone at a College teaching kids to HAVE different opinions, and different religions, and that that was ok was... incredible. And honestly? For the atheist kids in that class who had been told that having a different mindset wasn't ok, they had so much healing when we just. laughed together in acceptance of mental diversity. Because we actually found joy and laughter in seeing different views? I made so many friends... except the one kid who just refused to study at all. he annoyed me. This one girl with a hijab was sooo sweet and smart plus the atheist kid who hated Aristotle's guts, that class was so cool

(and now? when anyone who's faced religious discrimination in that class hears of a different religion, instead of flinching away from the negativity, we smile because we remember our little group of peers in a class about ethics who were young and dumb and just loved laughing together in acceptance. I think everyone should have such a memory... perhaps it should even be standard over negative ones)

I ended up starting a running gag in my ethics class where when students would suddenly remember to account for their religion in their opinions and we'd tease them about it (the professor was the head teaser ok we had like ten minutes every time where we laughed at having to change our votes because of forgetting our religion from debating too long)

And this is super expressive of the much larger issue of why people do or don't believe in religion in the first place, because people debate themselves out of facts or whatever, and perhaps this isn't that funny out of context

But with all the problems with religion and disbelief in the world, I ended up in a class of young adults having no idea what to do with their lives, laughing our heads off because we kept having to change our votes on polls because we forgot which religion we believed in. Which is just something inexplicably human? Large issues, deciding the courses of our lives, but maybe it's just the small moments that bring better understanding and connection or something

[icedmetaltea]

I am here to bother you again rip you give AU

Skynet but no terminators. Faztec made an ai to help people but it took one look at humans sucking at life and went into overdrive. War but humans lose but instead of death humans are basically assigned to robots to take care of them. Y'all suck at caring for yourselves here's some bots to help you stay alive and behave.

(I don't want to say pet since that's not the relationship idea I'm imagining, ig wards???)

You get assigned to Sun and Moon (Least one version. There's like several due to the AI just pumping robots out pffft) who have a daycare attached at the end. You're not happy about the situation, you were just chilling at home then got rounded up and shoved into the arms of two rando bots. Still the two are friendly and excited to help you. Though it does become a battle of stubborn wills eventually since you're grumpy and they want to stop that pft

Ohhhhhhh now this. I love this. This is some goooood soup

[nymfaia-archive]

🥵 for both our current ships.

Send over a 🥵 if your muse finds mine hot / @talesfantastic

*bonks our barbies together*

kiss.

[bepop-moon]

i love people that wear pins of their interests on bags or lanyards because that’s litterally the cutest thing ever and then it’s always such a sweet conversation topic when your like “oh you like this band? sames”

[bittyfromquotev]

One of the human staff seems to wear a lot of Moon themed attire or jewelry to work and gives Moon a handmade scarf to match his hat.

Moon smiles at the staff member, dramatically bowing before putting on the scarf.

His body twitches once before he waves goodbye and walks off to the main security office.

[all-purpose-dish-soap]

do you have a masterlist?

i do now 👉👉

👇

nsfw content is marked per post.

everything mine | desktop only: everything mine but chronological

stories

snippets

everything Gaz

everything Soap

everything Ghost

everything Price

everything multi-141 and poly 141

everything KorTac

asks

tag games/ask games

---by series---

pick up lines

at Gaz: looking good.

at Soap: do you have a mirror in your pants? because i can see myself in them.

at Soap: what’s the difference between an enzyme and a hormone? you can’t hear an enzyme.

at Soap: do you like magic? because I’ve got a rabbit and a wand we can use.

^ follow-up: i think you broke me. / would you rather i broke your bed instead?

gym partner Gaz

01: doing push-ups with Gaz

02: distracting Gaz as he’s counting reps

03: teasing your gym buddy Gaz a little too much

04: Gaz eating you out in the showers

05: Gaz finally railing you in the showers

snippet: Gaz taking every horny excuse to spar with you

snippet: lowkey obsessive

messy sexual tension Gaz

01: Gaz making things sexual on purpose

02: Gaz being jealous

03: Gaz getting your lewd selfie

04: …

soft dom gaz (wholesome route)

falling into bed with soft dom Gaz

waking up next to soft dom Gaz

soft dom gaz (toxic route)

01: flirting with Gaz on the job

02: spreading rumors about dating Gaz

03: spreading rumors about dating Gaz, part 2

snippet: you like it when Gaz bullies you

snippet: Gaz isn’t gonna fix you <3

snippet: Gaz “savior complex” Garrick

TF-141 and free use medic reader

free use + rough sex + group sex

Soap is pissed

Ghost and Gaz protective over you

Soap soulmate au

part 01

part 02

part 03

part 04

part 05

part 06

part 07

part 08

part 09

part 10

part 11

part 12

mer au (human reader)

01: shark mermen Gaz and Soap

02: shark mermen Gaz and Soap get too curious

03: ...

snippet: why Gaz and Soap act like that (don't trust them)

snippet: teasing you about how you swim

mer au (remora mer reader)

shark merman Price and remora mermaid reader

snippet: mer Price takes you back to his home reef to meet the rest of shark mer 141

snippet: remora reader brain dump

snippet: trying to groom shark mer Ghost

snippet: shark cocks??

snippet: shark mer 141’s sizes and tails

snippet: Soap chasing you down and indulging his baser instincts with you

^ follow up snippet: Soap using you as a sex toy

shark mer Ghost tolerating remora mer reader

shark mer Ghost tolerating remora mer reader, part 2

snippet: Price's strict routine with remora mer reader

snippet: Price is a territorial bastard

snippet: meeting diver Alex (+ Price is a territorial bastard)

snippet: lionfish mer enters joins the game

snippet: second remora joins the game + ideas for Laswell, Farah, and Graves

post-apocalypse au masterlist

---misc by character---

Soap

“And why would a medic need a call sign?”

Soap is a munch, but it’s not for your benefit

meeting best friend Soap at the airport (hurt/comfort)

Gaz

Gaz plays tank; you play healer

snippet: Gaz bites you bites you bites you bites y

Price

smutty collab: Price impolitely asking for your attention

Nikto

Nikto and honeypot reader (a la red sparrow)

Keegan

snippet: let me divorce you

snippet: ex-husband keegan

Captain MacTavish

treating you like an unruly kitten

^ soft counterpart: when you keep fighting him anyway

multi

snippet: thinkin about a reader who is a people-pleaser in bed (with TF141)

snippet: people-pleaser reader + Horangi (+ KorTac)

snippet: TF141’s reactions to “can you get this thing off the top shelf for me?”

snippet: TF141’s reactions to “want me to paint your nails?”

snippet: topping Gaz and Ghost

^ follow up snippet: biting Gaz and Ghost

snippet: TF141’s favorite sexy clothes on you

snippet: TF141 protecting you because you’re their asset

snippet: a courtly love au, but unhinged

snippet: TF141 with a Japanese/bilingual reader

[zooophagous]

re your tag that “if you want a vehicle that tries to kill you a horse is cheaper than a tesla” I think I would much rather trust a horse over one of elon musk’s dumpster fire cars thanks

At least with horses you know it's just ordinary animal fear and anger and not actually evil human malfeasance. Horse violence is more honest. More wholesome.

[4theluvofsapphos]

Butterfingers - Ch. 2

Melissa Schemmenti x Futch Mechanic!Reader

A/N: no beta, but this is a shorter chappy but it's filler for big things i promise!!!! let me know how u like this one :3 enjoi!!!!

warnings: nada

chapter 1 here

tags: @10gay-keysmash01

Wandering through the halls of the school, you took your time– meandering about from machine to machine, checking stock. Nothing seemed to be amiss aside from a minor repair on the primary hallway vending machine. The thing seemed to have a busted display panel, so users wouldn’t know what they were picking, fate deciding whether or not their corn nuts would be barbeque or ranch. 

As you unscrewed the punch pad’s panel, you thought about your giant duffel bag carrying a cartel-sized amount of snacks for the teacher’s lounge. 

A small chuckle escaped your lips at the thought, something amused you about the idea of a bunch of adults wanting candy and Cheetos. In a way, you found it wholesome. There was absolutely nothing wrong with it, you thought. It made sense, they were around kids all the time– and kids had some of the best snacking inventory out of all of humanity. 

The sound of a familiar voice ripped you from your thoughts,”Hey new guy! What tech-centric genius IT thing are ya doin’ over there?” 

Janine jogged over to you, (miraculously) out of breath in the four hurried steps she had just taken. Your eyes glimmered with the question. 

You were always something of a teacher. Loving to teach, and more than that, loving to see people learn new things. There was something so satisfying about seeing the gears turn, before clicking things into place and watching a machine whir to life just as it should. 

“Oh! It’s nothing too serious, actually. The LCD here seems to be busted, so it’s just a matter of getting a replacement part and plugging these little wires back in right here.” You gestured to the small 5 pin wires needed to connect the screen to the rest of the vending machine. 

Janine nodded, clearly not entirely there. She seemed to be looking around for something, and her eyes lit up as soon as she (assumedly) found that thing…or person, rather.

You didn’t mind the dismissal from Janine– you knew your interests were boring to most, or just too complex for people to care about much. Rifling through your repair bag, you opened a large plastic container with multiple small compartments. Various pin wires, replacement nuts and bolts, and most importantly, a small handful of packaged LCD screens sat in the different compartments. 

Taking one out of its plastic, you stuck the container back in your bag, before looking over to Janine, only to see that she was waving down the fiery headed teacher from the day before. She was approaching rather quickly, alarmingly so, actually– how on Earth did a woman so petite move so damn fast?!

Brushing aside your unnerved feelings for the mach one woman racing towards you, you turned back to the pin holders still sticking out of the machine, connecting the red and blue wires, before going to connect the black and yellow ones. 

“What is it, Janine?” The woman grunted, seemingly annoyed she had to detour. “I’m boutta’ to be late for class, and so are you, kid. Whaddya even doin’ over here– oh.” 

The older woman’s gaze went from the beaming young teacher, to your face, before darting away. 

“Yeah uh. Hey.” She muttered, shifting uncomfortably from one heel onto the other. Something in you crumbled at her reaction to your presence. Did she really not like you? Maybe it was just because it was early morning…that’s what you told yourself to calm your rising anxieties. 

Smiling in response, you let out a little hum in greeting, before turning back to your work. 

Melissa clutched her jacket tighter around herself. You noticed she used it like her shield. Something hardened and tough to protect her, maybe? You didn’t have time to speculate– Janine hopped up, patting you on the shoulder and jogging off to class. 

“See you, y/n! Glad to see you’re settling nicely!” Janine yelled as she rounded a corner, disappearing.

“Oh- uhm! Bye!” You called after, turning to the machine, before looking over at Melissa, who stood there– seeming to hover, as if waiting for something. 

You looked up into those prying green eyes, lips pursing tight as you thought of what to say. 

Looking down to your duffel of snacks, you suddenly realized what she was likely waiting for. Grabbing the grey bag with one hand, you lifted the bag while standing up. Melissa followed your gaze, having to crane her neck to see your eyes. 

“Sorry about that, I totally thought you were waiting to talk to me– you probably want this, right?” You asked sheepishly, opening a compartment in the duffel, and handing her a small Butterfingers. The bright yellow packaging gleamed in the fluorescent light of the halls. 

Melissa’s brows knitted, an unreadable expression crossing her features before she smiled small. 

“Oh...thanks, hon.” She sighed, seeming almost disappointed. You cracked a smile at this, knowing she would’ve wanted more than just the one piece of candy. 

“I’m messing with you, red. I have this for you.” With a swift motion, you grabbed a quart sized Ziploc bag full of the glimmering yellow and blue candy. 

The redhead’s eyes bugged out to the size of dinner plates at your grand display. 

“Holy fuckin’-- damn it, you really didn’t hafta do all this! When I said some, I meant a few. Do you know what a few looks like?” 

Your features lit up with a nearly face splitting grin,”Several, right? Which is more than two, but not many, but many is a lot, and this is only a quart size. So by definition, you could say this is a few, isn’t it?” 

Melissa’s eyes rolled so hard they almost fell right out of her head, a smile threatening to spill onto her features. 

She gave a small laugh, and the sound had you grinning even harder, somehow. You presented the bag to her with two hands, the duffel half open on one arm, your tool belt on your other arm, and your repair bag hanging off of your wrist. You looked absolutely insane, but something about that fact seemed to endear Melissa.

She carefully took the bag, cheeks puffing out with how surprisingly hefty the bag was. “In any case, you’re absolutely insane n’ I think you’re crazy for this.” She chuckled halfheartedly, her features hardening to a level of genuine sincerity. “Thank ya, though…really. No one’s ever really done…this for me. Get me my favorite candy n’ what not. So. Yeah. Thanks..”

Before you could say anything back, Melissa turned on her heel and sped off (at that alarmingly fast speedwalk). You let a small puff of air out of your nose, something like a laugh. But you’d never laugh at Melissa Schemmenti. She wasn’t someone to be laughed at. Turning back to the LCD you’d been fixing, you plugged in the remaining connectors, before screwing the panel back on and plugging the machine back in. 

As expected, the screen flickered to life. You nodded to yourself, before standing up and heading to the teacher’s lounge. 

–

Melissa settled into her classroom while the kids went about writing their daily plans and writing prompt for the morning. Looking at the bag sitting in her lower left drawer, she noticed something sticking out of the mound of Butterfingers she’d recently come into possession of. Opening the bag, she grabbed the slip of paper, unfolding it carefully. 

Hey Red,

Hope you don’t hate me for my clumsy introduction. Found these fresh from the factory for you. 

Enjoy!

y/n

Melissa’s lips parted, before she quickly crumpled the note and tossed it into the trash. She couldn’t do this, not again. 

Not another repairman, not another relationship.

But if you were a woman, did that make it different?

[soaps-mohawk]

I've been doing some thinking about kinktober and Halloween in general this year.

The vibes have been pointing to gory for the theme this year and so I must go where they lead.

That being said, I have some thoughts about kinktober on this blog this year. I've already started writing (about eight fics in currently) and I will say before you panic, they're not like all super graphic, and a lot of them won't be, but I wanted to ask like on a general level, what is the tolerance for graphic/disturbing/violent/gory content among the normal people on this blog.

Like on a scale from the classic slashers (Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street, Scream, etc) to like the Guinea Pig series, where do most people fall? (If you even know what the Guinea Pig series is, you don't get a say because you, like me, are not among the general population).

*I wanted to add not all kinktober fics will be graphic and even horror-esque. Of course you can just choose not to read it, but I'd still like to know what the average level of tolerance is in general on the blog for future reference*

**I also know it's my blog and I can just do whatever I want and people can choose not to read, but I've kind of...set a precedence with CRCB and it's...very tame. Very, very tame. I've toned down my writing a lot over the years and honestly I'm ready to not. I just don't want to 180 on people and have it come out of nowhere**

***not everything written on this blog going forward will be super graphic/disturbing/etc. Even I can't do that all the time. I'll still write soft, wholesome little fics too. I just want to throw other fics out there too and I promise I will tag them very very clearly***

[kapapi-o]

Daddy's Girl (Sukuna x FemChildReader [familial]) HCs

So reader is some little girl that curiously ate Sukuna's finger. This leads to the King of curses accidentally adopting you, --some dumb, fatherless kid. Lmao

Fluff cuz i want soft wholesome sukuna and no, i'm not projecting. Stop thinking that, no one will ever believe you 🔫🙃

Not proof-read but still good, if i say so myself ;>

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-When he first comes into your mind, he's shook for a moment then appalled the next.

-"Out of all the humans in this world, it's this weakling i've coveted."

-rolls his eyes and tries to rethunk how he'll ever come to his true form from a puny girl such as yourself.

-Dw tho, he thinks your funny. As in he thinks you're a dumbass when he watches you go about your daily life.

-Pops in from your cheek to tell you to watch where you're going when you almost walked into a lamp pole, or a bustling street of cars.

-Calls you "brat" and "dumb/foolish girl," followed by an unecessarily berating comment.

-Eventually, that sensitive part of you kicks in at times and his words get to you. You're just a kid after all. So now he's forced to do things he wouldn't usually do:

-"Stop crying, it's boring and the noise is unpleasant." He'd grumble in your head, noting to ease up on his words. For his sake, of course.

-There was a time when you had a nightmare of your father's passing. Your cries were so unpleasant that Sukuna had to make a visit into your little night terror.

-When you see him there, you run to him for a hug. Not thinking twice about wrapping your arms around him securely for comfort.

-Stiffens when he feels your little arms around him. He does notice that your crying stopped so he let's you. He just wants some quiet time, is all.

-When you finally calm, he tries to put your conciousness to rest. Only for you to end up falling asleep with his fingers held by your hand.

-Later calls you things like, "Little one" or "Child," in a stern manner. He's just doing that to belittle you so you always know you're place.

-You accidentally called him "Papa" once, and he's accidentally surprised, and accidentally didn't hate it.

-He did however hate when Gojo found out about you and took you in. Making sure to grumble about every little thing he does for you.

-When you're going about your little elementary day, he reminds you to pay attention.

-Helps you with homework. He says it's because he's proving he's superior to Gojo as a mentor, not because he cares about you.

-Could never find it in his cold, dead beat heart to hurt you. Quite the opposite actually, would rather carry you away securely in his arms as those who even thought of hurting you, burns away behind his back.

-He figures after he returns to his final form, he'll keep you. Only because he tolerates you, his little girl amusing nuisance. Nothing more.

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I'm baaack y'all :D

Winter break is around the corner and i finally have the brain to write again. I've actually never sat and watched the Jjk anime lol

Maybe in the break, I will.

-oh, and anyone has permission to make this into a full fledged fic 👀

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