#you dont have to pick a Word to use for them or a flag to put their face over esp if theyve never expressed that they feel like

[doodlebloo]

EDIT: HEY this is a take of mine from a bit ago that I no longer agree with. No idea why it's getting some likes still. I am keeping the original take under the cut because I don't want to act like it doesn't exist but we have since gotten a lot more info from Tubbo about how he feels about labels and such, but even before we got that extra confirmation this take was not great. Sorry if this post is getting recommended to people for some reason!

One more thing. "Don't assume streamers are straight in the first place" can and should coexist with "Don't use words for them they don't use for themself." If everyone had started calling Tubbo a Gay Man after he put that emoji in his bio that wouldn't have been great because he's never used that label for himself. Like you can just be patient and wait until a cc is ready to elaborate on what words they do/don't like to use for themself (if they ever decide to share) you don't have to rush to find a word to use to tell the whole world a streamer may not be straight

[chososdiscordkitten]

Obsessive!Choso♡ pt3

pt 2 here content: Choso refers to reader as his gf- other than that no use of pronouns. mention of reader wearing lipstick, obsessive crush to stalker arc :>

(a.n) this is slowly becoming a fic and I don't hate it. I felt lack of inspo last night and did a deep dive into what stalkers do- the red flags before they start the actual stalking lol

taglist: @flam3bird

Obsessive!Choso who almost felt his heart burst when he saw you wave hi at him when you walked into class. Smile on your lips as you walk down to your seat. Hearing your friend speak a little louder than a whisper while taking a practice test, seeing you look back at him and make a face almost asking him, ‘can you believe what she's saying?’ before turning around again, watching your friend lean in close to you and keep pestering you. His eyes watching you turn your phone on under your desk, ‘During a test? What are you thinking-’ he thought, mentally scolding you.

Obsessive!Choso who almost died when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, pulling it out and seeing that you had texted him. ‘can u hear her from all the way over there ?’ reading it and hearing your voice. The realization of, ‘you were thinking of me?’ making him slouch in his seat, feeling his heavily pieced ears start to warm. Staring at your text, looking down at you, noticing you had the conversation still open. ‘Are you waiting for me?’ he asked you in his mind. Quickly screenshotting the notification before opening it, ‘yeah, i can.’ he typed, sending it and seeing you turn your head and smile at him. Seeing you look down at your phone, his heart beating quickly when he saw the typing bubble show up. ‘she keeps asking me what the answers are’, smiling when he saw that your auto capitalization was off, another thing you two had in common. ‘is this not a practice test?’ he typed, thinking how crazy it is that he was talking to you. To you! Person of his dreams, everything he wanted in a partner. You. The person who always greets him with a warm smile, who's always nice to him.

Obsessive!Choso whose heart skipped a beat when he saw you move your shoulders, indicating that you were trying not to laugh. ‘I make you laugh?’ looking down at his phone and seeing you had texted again. ‘dont think she knows that’  you replied, putting your phone away and getting back to the paper in front of you. Making sure to remember to ask you why you're friends with someone like that. ‘You're not the same kind of person- or even on the same level mentally. So why would you be friends with someone who does nothing but bother you?’  Thinking he knew everything about your friendship with this person. 

Obsessive!Choso who went to the campus coffee shop, in hopes that maybe you'd be there. Knowing from your instagram stories that you usually came to pick up a coffee after one of your classes. Only this time you weren't here. Pulling out his trifold wallet before paying, looking to see he didn't have any cash, trying to find his card. “Pretty girlfriend.” the cashier said, breaking the awkward silence while looking at the photo of you in his wallet. “Sorry?” he asked, looking at them when he found the piece of plastic. “Your girlfriend-” they continued, eyes pointing at the picture. The sentence made him flustered, not paying attention that some people notice small things like that. Smile on his face as he mumbled a quiet ‘I know.’ before tapping his card onto the screen. 

Obsessive!Choso kept those few words in his mind whenever he caught a glimpse of his wallpaper. ‘My girlfriend.’ he'd think, smile on his lips when he would refer to you as that.

Obsessive!Choso saw a picture of your laptop and a notebook next to it in your story. Knowing you were home, knowing that you were waiting for him to text you, you had to be right? Opening the google doc on his computer, seeing that you were on it as well. A few minutes of him watching your cursor type a sentence and delete it. Before seeing a message from the upper right corner of his screen. A message from you, ‘Hey, I know it's late. But I hit a wall with this stupid project- could I call you?’ he read, eyes widening at how right he was. Clearing his throat at how forward you were being. Call? As in on the phone with you? 

Obsessive!Choso who almost choked when he heard your voice on the phone. Pressing the phone closely to his ear, closing his eyes with a smile when he heard you say- “Heyyyy”, not being able to find the words to say to you. A small ‘hi’ leaving his throat. Hearing you let out a small giggle before hearing you place your phone down. “So i'm on the doc- and I saw you were on it too-” you started, Choso pictured you. Sitting in front of your laptop, smile on your face while speaking. He could tell by just your voice that you were smiling, smiling while talking to him.

Obsessive!Choso who desperately wanted to record the conversation- well, more like record your voice. He wasn't the one speaking a whole lot. You had gotten used to filling the silences he left in the air, being able to tell that he wasn't much of a talker. But little did you know that he was thinking longer replies, but only thinking them. Smiling when he’d hear you ask a question. You started reading aloud what you had written- making sure it sounded right. Choso accidentally let out a low ‘Mhm’ while hearing you read, closing his eyes in regret when he heard you stop. “You sound so different on the phone-” you started, almost a whisper. He exhaled quietly in relief when he heard your fingers start to press onto the keys of your computer. The call didn't last longer than 20 minutes, you just wanted to ask him his opinion on if what you had so far sounded smart or not. But in his mind, the only real reason you called was to speak to him- to hear him. 

Obsessive!Choso who felt like he could die when you told him ‘thank you’ for his help. But when you mumbled a tired, “Goodnight Choso-” before you hung up, made his cheeks flush and his heart pound in his chest. The first time you had ever said his name. Immediate regret filling his gut when he remembered he didn't record it. But he would always remember it, always keep it close to his heart in memory. 

Obsessive!Choso was walking to the campus coffee shop after class. Seeing you speaking to some guy- probably one of the so called friends you choose to surround yourself with. Slowing his pace when he saw you slowly backing away from him- and nodding no at him. Seeing this guy, reach for your arm, speaking over you as he stepped closer. Even from a distance he could see your face look uncomfortable. At that moment, Choso didn't know what came over him. He walked over- more like storming over. His face full of anger, slapping a sweet smile onto it when he saw you look over at him. “I was just about to go find you.” Making sure to keep a sweet tinge in his tone when he spoke to you. Smile of relief on your face when you saw him. Dark eyeshadow and combat boots almost making you feel safe. A quiet ‘hey’ trailed from your lips, feeling the stranger's hand fall from your arm, taking a step back. “Me too, I wanted to bring up-” you started. Rambling about what the professor had taught today, noticing the guy back off before walking away. Seeing you exhale before looking at his face. “Thank you.” you whispered, looking down at your shoes. “A friend?” he asked, his tone deeper than before. Using the same tone he spoke to you while on the phone. “Absolutely not-” you smiled, looking back up at him. “Just some guy from my public speaking class. He's been bothering me since the first day.” You laughed, seeing him crack a small smile, his hands fidgeting with his rings. “Are you busy? I was just about to go grab a coffee-” you started, looking away from him in the direction of the same coffee shop he was going to.

Obsessive!Choso who thought; ‘Aren't you forward. Trying to spend more time with me?’ as he nodded no, “I'm not.” he replied, his hands in his pockets.

Obsessive!Choso who was convinced you were starting to feel the same way he did, even if it was only a week since they paired you together. I mean, who would ask someone if they wanted to have coffee with you? “Sorry if you had plans- or whatever.” you started, walking slowly next to him. “I didn't.” he mumbled, hearing his boots drag onto the concrete. “The least I could do is buy you a coffee!” you exclaimed, ‘No need to thank me- who else but me will protect you from all the horrible men in the world?’ Choso thought, looking over to see you, remembering all the people who have been broken by men who didn't love them. Knowing that you would never have to worry about those silly things with him. 

Obsessive!Choso who purposefully switched the two coffees you had paid for- in hopes he'd be able to share an indirect kiss with you. Knowing if he tried to pay, you'd see the picture of yourself he had in his wallet. Sitting down at one of the round tables, heavily ringed hands around the cup as he looked at you pick up his coffee. Making a face when the sour taste hits your tongue. “I think they switched our cups-” You smiled, pushing his cup towards him. Seeing him mutter a feigned ‘Oh’ as he gave you the correct cup. His eyes focused on the light print of lipstick you had left on the black lid. “I could get you a new one- I know some people are huge germaphobes.” You smiled, taking a sip from your cup to wash the bitter taste from your mouth. “There are worse things in the world than sharing a drink with someone.” He murmured, slouching in his seat, seeing you give him a sweet smile in return.

Obsessive!Choso who took one sip of his coffee, only to assure you that it was okay that you had drank from it. Who felt his knee start to bounce with anticipation when he felt the satiny feeling of your lipstick on his bottom lip. Hearing words falling from your mouth, but not listening to them. Thoughts of how technically that was your first kiss with him. Seeing your phone light up on the table, hearing you sigh loudly. And it continued to light up- repeatedly. “Jesus- this girl doesn’t know how to take a hint.” You exhaled, picking up your phone and typing something. ‘Must be the girl from class.’ he thought.

Obsessive!Choso whose lips moved before his brain could process what he was saying. “The girl from class?” he asked, seeing you look up at him and smile. “Yeah- she keeps trying to come over to my house for a sleepover.” You placed your phone down, “That girl is the epitome of peaked in highschool.” You mumbled, Choso finally found an opportunity to ask you. “Why are you friends with her?” he questioned, seeing you inhale at his words. “I chose this college to get away from all the bullies and all the pretentious people who would live the same boring suburban lives.” You started, “And to become myself- to find myself.” You mumbled, looking away from him. “Imagine my disappointment when I got here and it was full of superficial delta chi’s-” You laughed, seeing him return a smile to you. Humming in response to your words. “I was never good with confrontation- The idea makes me anxious and uneasy.” seeing him look at you with his head in his hand. Eyes half lidded while listening to you. His pointer finger tracing doodles onto the table. Liking the way you opened up to him, letting him get to know you. Being able to hear your unfiltered thoughts, not the bullshit you over thought before you posted on your story. 

Obsessive!Choso who paid close attention to what you were saying, hanging onto every word that fell from your lips. Feeling yourself cringe at how you just aired out your business to someone who was practically a stranger, not knowing why it was so easy to speak to him. Somehow never sensing any judgment or lack of interest in what you said. Feeling a wave of relief whenever you were able to speak to him- a real person who didn't care about people's opinions. “Honestly I don't know why I'm still friends with her- I've tried to sit in other seats, hoping she wouldn't sit next to me in that class anymore.” You spoke, finally answering his question. ‘I know. I watched you every time you moved seats.’ Choso replied to your words mentally. “I think the reason I'm failing that class- is that I can't focus on what is being taught because she's in my ear the entire time.” You smiled, easing up on the heavy topic. ‘Aha. I knew you were failing- just like me.’

Obsessive!Choso wanted to suggest that you to sit next to him, knowing your childish friend won't follow you if you did. “Failing?” he asked, eyes scanning your features. “Yeah, I was hoping this-” You sighed, “stupid project would help my grade at least a little.” Closing your eyes and leaning back into your chair. ‘Ask me. Ask me and I'm yours. Ask me to help you.’ he thought, fighting off his excitement when you looked at him. Lightbulb practically popped up above your head, “You're doing good in class, aren't you?”  you asked, smile on your lips as he nodded yes without thinking. “I know that we were only paired for this assignment- but would you be ok with helping me study?” You smiled, eyes so bright he swore he could see the universe in them. “Of course.” He smiled, seeing you exhale and look down at the table with a smile.

Obsessive!Choso who almost let out a small giggle when he saw your face flush. ‘Are you- blushing?’ he asked himself. The question you asked him didn't make him nervous. He understood most of what was being taught, but he didn't have the energy to physically write the essays, and besides- Choso preferred spending his free time thinking of you. Not of the stupid course work that he didn't need for real life. Trying to get to know you better through your social media. Dissecting every single photo you posted. Zooming into the background of your bedroom, seeing if he could find anything worth researching. A band poster, a shirt on the floor, a stranded bottle of nail polish he could buy so he would match with you- anything that would let him see you. The real you- not the person that you pretended to be with the fake friends you had. The person he saw a flicker of that day at the cafe. The person you came to this college to become.

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pt 4 here

(PLS LET ME KNOW IF U WANNA BE TAGGED IN THE NEXT PART PLSSSS) omg thank god I posted this. I am alr writing pt 4 I don't CARE. this is my new passion, wrote this while listening to 'Such Small Hands- La Dispute' Choso thinks this is all fun and games, what happens when he sees I am crazier than he is ?

[cozage]

Hi. How are you? Can I put in a request for Law x Corazon’s daughter? Corazon asks Law to take care of his wife and daughter (she is his age) if anything were to happen to him. After Corazon dies, Law finds them and stays with them before becoming a pirate and promises to visit. As the years go by, he falls for her and vice versa. Then after Dressrosa (which she helps them with), he asks her to join the crew.

A/N: Im great! anyway…Uhhhh yeah this got way long. I’m not mad about it. I hope it was worth the wait for you :) (you can also read it on AO3 if you dont like the tumblr format for long posts)

Characters: female reader x Law

Cw: sadness, abandonment, parent death

Total word count: 5.2k

A Lifetime Promise

You pout at the boy standing in front of you. “Who are you?” 

Your mom squeezed your hand to silence you. “You must be Trafalgar Law,” She said, smiling at the boy. She seemed tense, like she’s scared of something.

“You have a funny hat,” you remark, looking at the spots. They matched his skin, which was patch-worked like the cows you had at home. 

“You have a funny face,” he spits back, scowling at you. 

You stick your tongue out at him, and your mother picks you up and holds you on her hip. 

“Well, Law. Let’s get you settled into your new home.”

“What?!” you shriek, looking at your mother. “I don’t want him to live with us! He’s mean! And scary looking!”

“Quiet, Y/N!” Your mother hissed at you, squeezing you tighter to her. You could tell she was upset, but you weren’t entirely sure what you had done to make her so sad. So you kept quiet and let your mother lead the strange boy back to your house.

He stayed with you for a few years, and in that time you learned to coexist. You helped him study, and you were there when he got the last drop of lead poisoning out of his system. Both of you cried for the things you had lost and the things you had gained, and you learned to actually enjoy being around him and his friends. 

You spent the summers roaming the forests with Law, Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo, and you spent the winter huddled together in front of a lowly lit fireplace, your mother serving you all hot chocolate. It was heaven in the North Blue Sea, and you never wanted it to end. You all would be together forever, you were certain.

“One week from now, we’re setting out.” He had acquired a small boat, big enough for four people. “We’re going to take on the Grand Line and I’m going to be King of the Pirates.”

“It’ll be a tight fit, but we can all fit I think,” you said, examining the boat. One more person wouldn’t be that much weight.

Law shot you a look, and the other members exchanged looks nervously. They had been anticipating an argument, but they weren’t expecting it to be in front of them. 

“You’re not coming, Y/N-ya.”

You looked at him, trying to understand. Your goals have always been aligned. Go to the Grand Line and take down the Donquixote family. To take revenge for your father and for Law. 

“A pirate's life is a man’s life. You wouldn’t fit in. We all talked about it, and you’re better off staying here. Where you’re safe.” 

“I don’t want to be safe, Law,” you cried, your eyes filling with tears. “I want to be with you! We had plans!”

“Plans change.”

“You’re really going to leave me behind?” Your broken voice and bleary eyes were almost enough to change his mind. 

“I never promised to take you with me,” he snapped. He tried to ignore the pain in his chest when you ran away crying, but the dull ache didn’t go away.

The coldness between the two of you was worse than any winter storm you had ever encountered. He said goodbye when he thought you were asleep, and you laid there silently without responding. It was easier for you both that way. 

--

He didn’t return for another year, and when you saw the pirate flag the four of you had created now painted on a submarine, your heart soared. 

“Law!” You screamed, jumping onto the deck as if it were second nature. 

You leaped into his arms for a hug and he caught you, spinning you around with the momentum you both had gathered. 

“I missed you,” he whispered, clutching you close to him. 

Your heart skipped a beat. “Let me come with you this time!” 

His hands gripped tighter against your back, grabbing fists of fabric from your cloth dress. 

“Just kidding!” You say quickly, not wanting to pick up a year old fight. You scrunch your nose at him and your other three friends. “I bet you guys smell. So. Bad.”

Everyone laughs at that, and you pull away from Law nervously, hugging your other friends who you’ve missed just as much. 

Their visit was short, but you made the most out of the two days they stayed in port. You showed them new restaurants, and revisited some of your old adventures, and explored the marketplace with Law to make dinner for your mom one night. 

And when they left, you stood at the cliffside and waved until they were out of sight, praying their telescope wasn’t good enough to see the tears in your eyes.

--

It was three and a half years until Trafalgar Law came back to you, but it felt like a lifetime. You had learned to live with the pain of his absence, and tried your best to move on. But every time the light glimmered on the ocean, you could feel your heart calling out to him. 

Law came quietly that time. He was surprised when he looked for you at your usual spots and you weren’t anywhere to be found. He wandered the streets with his crew - now 7 strong - searching for you. 

“She’s down in the Trademark Hotel. She works the front desk now, dear,” an elderly woman at a stall said. 

He tried not to quicken his pace, but everyone could feel his speed increase, and worked to match it. His new crew was desperate to see the girl he returned home to, and his old crew members missed your face. 

He rushed in to see you standing at the desk, talking to a man who was dressed in a fancy suit. You laughed, and Law could feel his heart clench with joy at the sound of your voice. He couldn’t help but see a piece of Corazon in your smile now.

Your eyes slid over to the door to greet the new customers, and you screamed out upon realization of his identity, startling the man beside you. 

“Law!” You jumped over the desk and he opened his arms for an embrace as you ran to him. He held you in his arms for just a moment before you pulled away, and he reluctantly let you go. 

“Oh my god, this is perfect timing!” you squealed, running back to grab the man’s hand. “Jami, this is Law. You remember me talking about him, right?”

“Yeah…” the man eyed Law and his crew. “The pirate crew?”

You laughed. “And my best friend!”

“He’s more like your brother, isn’t he?” He smirked. “Since you were raised together.”

“We’re not siblings,” both you and Law said at the same time, and you laughed at your synchronicity, but Law’s eyes stayed fixed on the man.

Law frowned, looking between you and this stranger. He had his arm wrapped around your waist, and he was standing extremely close to you. It was clear you all were close, but Law had never seen him before. He was glaring at Law, as if he expected some sort of challenge from the pirate.  

You took a deep breath, and then broke the news. “Law, this is my boyfriend, Jamison.”

Law’s eyes widened at the news. You were too preoccupied waving to Shachi and the others, but it was enough for Jamison to see his visible reaction. 

“The three of us should have dinner tonight,” Jamison said, looking at Law with a smirk. “If you can leave your crew for that long.”

“No way! Everyone needs to come.” You pressed your hand against Jamison’s chest playfully, and Law felt something twist inside of him. “You have new people in your life too, Law. Introduce us!”

Law finally breaks his gaze from Jamison and looks at you, his jealousy melting away when he sees your smile. Things felt more normal when he looked at you and heard your voice.

“I’ll set up a reservation at the hotel restaurant for ten. Oh, and mom. So eleven. Does five o’clock sound okay?”

“Perfect.” He smiled back at you, and for a moment you were alone together in a crowded room. 

Jamison cleared his throat, bringing you both back to the group. He looked at Law and his crew. “The dress code is a bit more…” he paused to scan the pirates. “...Formal. I hope you have nicer clothes available than those.”

Law frowns, and he sees you mimic his own facial expression in response to Jamison’s words. “I think the Trademark can make exceptions for distinguished guests.” you said sweetly. 

“Darling,” the man hissed, squeezing your side causing you to flinch. “The Trademark has a reputation to uphold, don’t you think?”

Law resisted the urge to punch the man right then and there. If he stepped in now, you would only be angry about his interference. He knew he had to grit his teeth and let you handle it. He fully expected you to give some snarky remark back to Jamison and stand up for yourself and his crew. But the spunk he remembered you having seemed to have dissipated over the years, and your rebelling heart was more soft spoken than he remembered. 

You offered a compromise instead of a fight. “Then we’ll go to Cordelia’s.” 

“I don’t think Cordelia’s is the proper place for this occasion,” Jamison retaliated.

“Then don’t come.” Your voice was short and to the point, and Law could see the fire of defiance begin to relight in your eyes. 

“Cordelia’s sounds lovely,” Law interjected quickly before the fight escalated too much. “Still five?”

You gave him a tight smile and a quick nod, and then broke from Jamiston’s hold to run and wrap your arms around Law’s neck again. 

“It really is so good to see you again, Law.”

He held you tight for a moment, trying to remember the feeling of your body against his before he let go. “You too. See you at five,” he said, walking out the door. 

When Law arrived at Cordelia’s, he noticed the table was only set for ten, but nobody in his crew commented on it. Law kept the seat next to him open, in hopes that you would take it rather than your snotty boyfriend. But as it turned out, he didn’t need to worry about it. Only you and your mother showed. 

“Sorry I’m late!” you say, taking the seat beside Law without a second thought. 

“You’re always late,” Law teased. 

You waved him off, rolling your eyes at him. You leaned over so you could see his three new crew members. “I’m Y/N,” you said. “I’m so sorry I didn’t officially introduce myself earlier! I was just so overwhelmed with seeing Law and Shachi and Penguin and Bepo!”

“She didn’t even acknowledge us earlier,” Penguin said under his breath, causing Law to shoot him a glare. 

The rest of Law’s crew introduced themselves, and you spent a lot of time asking about them and their lives. Law could feel your nervous energy, like you were interviewing celebrities or famous royalty. You wanted to know everything about their lives and how they became a pirate, and by the time dessert rolled around, there was no time left to talk about yourself. 

“Can I walk you back to your place?” Law asked as you got up from the table after the meal. 

“Such a gentleman!” you gasped, feigning surprise. “Heart Pirate crew, it was lovely to meet you. Please come back anytime! You’re always welcome here.”

Law held out his arm and you grinned as you took it, overly dramatic in your actions. You walked down the cobblestoned streets in the moonlight, quiet for a while until Law broke the silence. 

“No Jamison for dinner?” he questioned innocently. 

You scowled. “I don’t want to talk about him,” you replied. “Jami always says Cordelia’s is our spot. He doesn’t like to share with other people.”

“He doesn’t seem like-”

“Law,” you warn, irritation creeping into your voice. “I really don’t want to talk about him right now.”

“Okay, fine.” He eyed you, but your face was completely unreadable. He wasn’t sure when he had lost the ability to read your emotions, but it saddened him now. 

“Can we go to the harbor before you take me home?”

“Of course, Milady,” he said, ushering you towards the sea wall at the bottom of the hill. 

You all sat on the wall, staring at the moon and its reflection against the ocean. 

“Tell me a story, Law.” It was something you used to say when you were kids. On the nights one of you had such terrible nightmares that you woke up crying, and the other would crawl into bed with the other. You always begged him to make up some kind of story to get your mind off of things. He was a good storyteller. 

He chuckled. “We’re a bit old for that, don’t you think?” He looked over at you, but your eyes were on the sea, deep in thought. 

“Tell me a real story, then.”

He obliged, of course. He’d do anything for you. Keep her happy and keep her safe. That’s what Corazon had asked of Law when he was a child. A lifelong promise for the man who gave him a life worth living. 

He told you the story of giant bees who hated humans, but loved Bepo’s fur. The crew had to make trades of honey for Bepos fur, and how it saved them from starvation and left Bepo half bald. 

“That can’t be true!” you giggled, pushing him away from you. “Tell me a true story!”

“It’s true! I swear!” He said, smirking at you. 

“Promise?” you looked up at him with wide eyes, desperately wanting to believe him.

He was about to respond, but your gaze distracted him. You all stared at each other for a few moments, hovering close to each other. Not touching, just out of reach.

“Take me to sail with you, Trafalgar Law,” you begged. “I won’t ask for anything ever again. Just take me with you.”

He desperately wanted to take you away from this island, from the man who claimed to love you and the mediocre job you worked. But he made a promise. 

“I can’t,” he whispers, and you can hear the pain he's causing himself in rejecting you. 

You pull away, breaking your eye contact with him to stare out into the sea. You want to cry, but no tears would come. You were expecting this response from him. You were expecting rejection from him. It still stung, but not as much as you were anticipating. 

“Okay,” you say with a nod, pushing down your sadness. “I won’t ask you again.”

You rise to your feet, and turn your back to the ocean and your best friend, and walk into your house on the dock. Law didn’t even have time to beg you to stay before you had vanished into the night. 

Law found your house the next morning with the help of a friend of yours. Of course, Jamison answered the door with that signature cocky sneer on his face. 

“She’s not feeling well,” he said, glancing at the back room. “How about you try again tomorrow?”

“We’re leaving tomorrow,” Law says, trying to push past the man. “I need to see her before we go.”

“I’ll send her your way if she’s feeling up to it, okay?” He starts to shut the door, but Law jams his foot into the opening to prevent it from closing completely. 

“I need to see her.”

“No, you don’t,” Jamison said, kicking Law’s foot out of the doorway. “I don’t need my future wife being influenced by a bunch of pirates. Your presence is bad for her. You make her rude and disobedient.” He pauses to look out to the harbor, and his smirk returns. “You might want to hurry, it looks like some Navy ships got a tip about a notorious pirate crew on this island. Wouldn’t want you to get caught.”

Law looks to the harbor and finds 10 marine ships on the horizon, and he takes off towards his crew, cursing the coward you’re with. 

“I’ll be back,” Law whispers into the air as he runs for his ship. “I promise.”

--

Law finally made it back to you two years later, praying that you wouldn’t be giving him another major life update when he found you again. He was terrified that he’d come back to you and you’d be engaged to that pompous ass - or even worse, married. He wanted you to be happy, but he knew you weren’t happy with that man.

The crew could sense his tenseness in the days leading up to the arrival on their home island. But nobody talked about it, until Shachi finally went into his office as they docked.

“Are you going to ask her this time?” He demanded. “You know she’ll say yes.”

“I don’t want her on the ship,” Law said. He didn’t even bother to look up from his book. 

“Bullshit,” Shachi replied. “You have Ikkaku here now too. You can’t even use that stupid “No Girls Allowed” rule.”

Law didn’t respond. It had been what he told you years ago, and he had to admit he was a little nervous to see how you’d respond to seeing a woman on his crew. 

“Captain,” Shachi said, walking over to his desk. “Ask her.”

Law finally looked up from his book. “I’ll consider it.”

When they docked, Law was the first off the ship. The others didn’t bother to follow him, they knew they’d see you soon enough. 

He made a beeline for the Trademark, and was surprised to find that there had been a name change in the past year and a half. 

It was now the Heart Hotel.

He walked into the lobby, but your smiling face wasn’t the one to greet him, and his heart sunk. A young woman sat at the front desk, but it wasn’t you.

“Hello, how can I help you today sir?” Her voice was high pitched and overenthusiastic, but Law couldn’t tell if she was genuine or not. 

“I’m looking for Y/N.” Law said, looking around. “Does she still work here?”

The girl at the front desk laughed at his question, but Law didn’t understand why. 

“Let me go get her. Please wait right here. What business do you have with her today?”

Law frowned, unsure how to answer the question. “Personal, I guess?”

The girl nodded and receded into a back room. A moment later he heard your voice cry out, and he relaxed a little bit. 

“WHAT?!” He could hear quickened footsteps, and the door to the back rooms opened, revealing your frame. 

He smiled when he saw you, but it was quickly erased when he saw your downward knitted brows and angry look on your face. 

“Trafalgar Law!” you screeched, storming out to where he was standing. You pulled your hand back and swung it around, your palm hitting his cheek full force. Before Law had time to react, you grabbed his shirt and pulled him close to you, so your face was only centimeters away. You were shorter than him, but with this amount of rage, he couldn’t help but feel intimidated by you.

“Don’t you ever leave me without saying goodbye again!” You said, and he could see tears in your eyes. Your glare breaks, and you crumple into his chest and let out a sob. 

“Why did you do that?” you cried. He wrapped his arms around you, and held you tight against him. 

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, holding you tight. He didn’t make excuses or try to explain. It didn’t matter now. “I’m here now. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

You nod into his chest and pull away from him, viciously wiping the tears away with your hands. 

“God look at me, I’m such a mess.” Your voice is still thick from crying. “Amanda, I’m going on break. If anyone needs me-”

“They won’t,” Amanda finishes, and you laugh at her response. Then she corrects herself with, “I know, I’ll call you on the transponder snail.”

“Looks like you’ve moved up a bit in the hotel,” Law states as you take his arm and lead him out the door. 

Your laugh rings out, and Law feels his heart flutter in his chest. “I’m the owner now, thank you very much!”

“The owner?” he gasped, looking at you. Your chest is puffed out proudly and you’re carrying yourself with more confidence than the last time he saw you. 

“Yep! You like the name?”

“I was wondering about that,” he mumbled, looking up at the top of the hotel, where name was proudly displayed. 

You giggled again and bumped into him as you walked. “I missed you, Law.”

“I missed you too,” he said, bumping back into you. “You seem to be doing good for yourself.”

“Oh, I love running the hotel!” He can feel your excitement. “It’s something I didn’t even know I was good at, but it’s so fun! And the restaurant is interesting to work in too! It keeps me busy, but me and mom run it together and we work with local farmers and suppliers for everything in the restaurant and for the hotel.”

He listens to you ramble on about the intricacies of the business, and he feels his heart sink. He was going to ask you to come with him, to join him in his adventure. But he can’t pull you away from this life. He can’t pull you away from this happiness. He’s not so selfish that he would do that to you or your mother. He made a promise, and he would be breaking it by asking you to leave now. 

When you finish talking about your new business, you both find yourselves at the door of your house on the dock. 

“Would you like to come in?” You ask, pulling out your key. “I can make dinner for-your crew! How many are there now? I can make a reservation at the restaurant if you want!”

“There’s thirteen of us in total, but we still don’t have any fancy outfits, I’m afraid.”

You roll your eyes and open the door, trying to usher Law into the house. “The Heart Hotel isn’t as snobby under my new management. Table for 15, got it. Come on in.”

But Law kept standing outside. “Are you sure it’s okay with Jamison that I come in?”

You scowl, and you realize that he’s waiting for some kind of update on more than your professional life. He glances down at your hands, but there’s no sign of commitment around your fingers. 

“That kind of crashed and burned.” Your tone indicates that you won’t be going into any further detail, but Law isn’t quite done with his questions. 

“It looks like you came out on top, at least.” He walks into the house, looking around. It’s decorated similarly to the house you all grew up in, evident that only you and your mother were living in the space. “The hotel, the house…”

“Law.” Your voice told him he was getting into dangerous territory. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Okay, okay,” he said, flopping on the couch. He didn’t want to drop the conversation, but he could tell that he wouldn’t be getting any more information out of you at the moment. 

You put out a snack tray, and called Amanda on the snail transponder. “Hey dear, could you put in a reservation for 15 please? 6 pm should be good, but we might be a little late.”

Amanda and you chatted briefly, and then you came back to the living room to sit across from Law. 

“So, how’s the sea life treating you?” 

He talked about his adventures, telling you about his three new members on the crew. He saw you tense at the mention of a female joining the crew, but you didn’t say anything. You just snacked on the cheese and crackers and listened to his stories quietly. 

You desperately wanted to ask him to take you with him again, but you refrained. After the last time, where you begged him to go and then he left without saying goodbye, you promised not to ask anymore. And you would hold true to your promise, no matter how much it hurt to let him leave again. 

Law left you to round up his crew, and you all met up again outside of the Heart Hotel. You could tell his crew adored their captain, and it was good to see your old friends and meet your new ones. 

Dinner was delightful, and you could tell the chefs had put their entire soul into creating the meal for you all. 

“It looks like you’ve got the best of the best working for you,” the crew complimented. 

“Oh, they are! I love the creative liberty they take in each meal.” The more you talked, the more apparent it was that you loved the life you had built. 

Shachi and Law exchanged a look, a sense of understanding passing through them. 

“How long are you here for?” You finally asked after dessert was served. 

“We’re actually pulling out tomorrow morning,” Law said, ignoring the look of shock from his crew. They had anticipated being in port for at least a few days. 

“What?” Your spoon dropped out of your hand from the surprise. “So soon? I can put you up in-”

“That’s not necessary,” Law said, cutting you off. “I just wanted to stop by and say hello as we passed through.”

“I see,” you said carefully, trying to beat around the bush of the question you wanted to ask. “Are you heading to the Grand Line?”

“Not yet,” Law admitted. “We should be ready soon.”

“You’ll visit before you go for good, right?”

“Promise.”

--

He came back to find you a year and a half later. He had his mind set for the Grand Line, and he was finally going to ask you to come with him. You had to be by his side if he was going to succeed in being the King of the Pirates. 

When he walked into the Heart Hotel, he saw Amanda, who didn’t seem surprised to see him at all.

“Trafalgar Law,” Amanda said with a sad smile on her face. “She said you’d come back.”

Her words raised the hair on his neck. They were ominous and foreboding, and she spoke as if she knew something he didn’t. She walked to the back and came out with a envelope, which she handed off to him. 

“This was what she left you.”

“Where is she?” he demanded. His name was on the front of the envelope, the handwriting in your style. He felt sick to his stomach.

“I’m not sure,” Amanda said. “Off on some great adventure. There’s more in the note. You should read it.”

He walked down to the sea wall and sat, opening the letter to find out what happened to you. The date was marked 10 months after he had last visited.

Law, 

Mom died this morning. She got sick a few weeks ago, and it all happened pretty fast. The doctors said she didn’t suffer much, and she passed peacefully in her sleep. So I guess there’s some comfort in that. I wish I could’ve told you another way. Maybe I’ll find you and we can talk about it face to face before you’re reading this. 

I can’t stay here. Everywhere I look reminds me of you or her. This place I loved just feels dead now. Maybe I’ve outgrown it. Maybe I need something more. 

The last time you were here, I was hoping you would ask me to join you. But I see now that you don’t want me to be a part of your crew for whatever reason. Don’t worry, I’m not angry about it. I understand that you want to live your own life, and I don’t hold that against you. 

But I can’t wait around for you to brighten up my life every few years. I have to make my own adventure. So I’m heading off to be my own captain, going straight for the Grand Line. I’m going to do what we promised we’d do all those years ago. I’m going to go find my uncle and take revenge on my father. Some way or another. 

I hope I’ll see you on the Grand Line. We’ll meet as Pirate Captains, but don’t take too long, or I’ll beat you to the One Piece. 

See you soon.

Law shoved your note into his pocket and took off towards his crew. He wasn’t even sure if you had made it to the Grand Line, or how you would survive it long enough to get to Dressrosa. 

“We need to go,” he yelled at the crew. “The Grand Line! Now!”

Shachi looked behind the captain, waiting to see you tagging along. But you didn’t appear. “Captain, where-”

“She left!” He yelled. “She went to the Grand Line already!” 

“What?!” The crew yelled in unison. 

--

He heard rumors of a one-woman ship in Alabasta, but there wasn’t much information besides that. And then, on Kite Rose Island, he heard that you had disappeared. People speculated if you had been killed by an enemy ship, or sold into slavery, or sunk into the ocean. Law got sick to his stomach whenever he thought about it. 

But he still had a promise to fulfill. To take down Doflamingo. For you and for Corazon. 

--

And he did. With the help of the Strawhat Pirates and some luck, he finally succeeded. And as he sat with Sengoku, he couldn’t help but bring up your name. 

“Did you know he had a daughter?”

Sengoku raised his brow and smiled. “I kept tabs on her,” he said. “She came to Dressrosa about two years ago, and has been operating under the Donquixote family. I’m surprised you didn’t know.”

“She made it?” Law breathed out, unable to believe you had been here the whole time. 

Sengoku laughed. “How do you think your friends were able to navigate the colosseum so easily to escape? Or that the Tontattas made it to Dressrosa so quickly? How do you think Princess Viola avoided detection of her betrayal for so long? She may not have been an inner family of Doflamingo, but she was high on his rank and extremely trusted. Any time you thought luck was on your side, I assure you it was her.”

Law struggled to stand, looking around for you over the cliffside. 

“If I remember correctly, she was heading for the castle the last I saw her.”

He ran as fast as his feet would carry him. Even in his weakened state, he willed his body to stay upright to find you. His eyes desperately searched every face he saw, looking for your eyes, your smile. He had tried to abandon the hope that you were alive over the past three years since he found your letter, but it had never truly died. 

Finally, he found you laughing with the purple-haired princess of Dressrosa. He called your name, and he saw you turn to him, scanning the faces until you met his eyes.

“Law!” You screamed. You abandoned Viola and took off towards him at full speed, tears streaming down your face. 

He tried to brace himself for the impact he knew was coming, but it wasn’t enough, and the two of you tumbled onto the floor. He pulled you into his chest and refused to let you go, and you laid against him, sobbing. 

“You did it,” you cried, getting tears and snot all over his coat. 

“We did it,” he corrected. “We couldn’t have done it without you.”

You cried harder into his chest at his praise, and he stroked your hair gently. He didn’t care that the two of you were causing a giant scene in front of everyone. He blinked back tears of his own, relieved to know you were finally back in his arms and you were safe. 

“Sail with me. Join my crew.” It wasn’t a question, but you nodded in response. 

“I’ll follow you anywhere captain,” you sobbed. “I promise.”

He pulled you closer to him, never wanting to let you go. “And I’ll never leave you alone. I promise.”

[delicatenerdbluebird]

My Random Takes on The Secret History (contains spoilers)

The biggest tragedy that comes with being Richard Papen coded is you need a group like Julian's Greek class to feel normal about yourself because the rest of the world makes you feel like a misfit.

That Richard and Camilla scene where she reveals being physically abused by Charles... I feel that scene is a strong criticism of abusive households. Like Richard was used to seeing his mother getting beaten by his father and sometimes he was also a victim of his violence. And in 'that' scene, he fantasizes about doing the same to Camilla and worse. This shows it's a never-ending cycle no matter how you see it. The kids are gonna end up developing fucked up fantasies if their exposure to fucked up things is constant.

I strongly believe Henry was gonna make Richard the scapegoat had something gone sideways. And honestly, it makes perfect sense. Richard insisted on joining their class. He was an outsider. Henry could have easily made up something like Richard was envious of their group, he was jealous of his and Bunny's closeness and so he ended up killing him, something along those lines that Richard wanted to be accepted and we would not accept him instantly, naturally because of our prior history. Knowing how Henry was good with words, he could have made Richard an obsessive, disturbed freak to the FBI for all we know. Remember how Henry saved him from getting frozen to death? This incident can be perfectly used to portray him as a mentally disturbed person who would rather freeze to death than go back to his home to a normal eye.

Now Julian. Oh, Julian I knew was the red flag the moment it was mentioned he does not accept students who have different ideas than his. But to think that fucker would turn out to be the biggest crankiest bitch?!! I mean I am soo mad he was the one who fed those Dionysiac ideas to them and in the end, he just ran away?! I was baffled by how he treated Henry during that confession scene he did not even listen to him completely... Henry does not stutter HE WAS STUTTERING and Julian shoved the letter back to him... I mean the disrespect! This scene (for me at least) was a reality check that no matter how loving, cool, caring, and impactful you might think your teacher is, at the end of the day, they are gonna be a teacher and you are gonna be just a student. It destroyed my heart when Henry said he loved Julian more than his own father 😭 The worst thing you can do is take advantage of the vulnerabilities of someone who not only respects you but also loves you dearly. This mf can move mountains and I would still hate his old rat ass!

Charles and Camilla Idek what to make of them. Charles turned from a pitiable character to an entirely disgusting one for me. I accept Francis' theory that he wouldn't have made that much fuss about his interrogating situation if Camilla and Henry weren't a thing. Remember when Camilla and Henry had some secret code and he got mad why he didn't know about it? I do think camilla and henry were always a thing before it became apparent to everyone. Besides the book is from Richard's perspective, and he does seem oblivious at times.

I am not aware of the popular takes in the fandom so I don't know if this is gonna be a hot take or not but Camilla gave pick-me-girl vibes. She did not have any girl friends and looked down upon Judy (I am not asking them to be besties exactly but a little respect won't have killed) Judy only developed a weird impression about them during that party scene when Camilla dropped her drink onto her and did not apologize (or was it the opposite? i dont remember exactly but the point is Judy is not the type to judge others for no reason...she judged them after that party) Camilla's attitude could be attributed to the fact that Charles was controlling but idk

The Secret History reminded me of The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot (some of the verses below):

We are the hollow men

    We are the stuffed men

    Leaning together

    Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!

    Our dried voices, when

    We whisper together

    Are quiet and meaningless

    As wind in dry grass

    Or rats' feet over broken glass

    In our dry cellar

   

    Shape without form, shade without colour,

    Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

So basically I am yapping here because my friend hasn't finished tsh yet and I just needed to let it all out 😩

Not to mention I absolutely love my expensive gossip boy Francis 🥺 ☕

(Thank u for reading it this far!!)

[future-boi]

Get To Know Me Tag Game!

Thanks to @mythical-bookworm and @alex-a-fans for tagging me.

tbh this is just a song rec list LMAO [easier to open in a browser fyi]

1) Spell your name in songs

Y'all get two for the price of one cuz I couldn't decide if I wanted to go with all non-English songs or not.

The non-English songs are labeled with 🧋 in case you wanna avoid 🤪

Warning: Most of the songs in english have swear words so... just in case u got kids or ur strict parents around LMAO.

⚡️ F: Fighter Not a Lover

aro/ace people gonna love that shit ^ + no swear words

alt: fml u fucked me up

⚡️ U: URARA🧋

It translates to 'Oo-la-la', which I now realize is the magazine Biff was carrying around in the second movie... this was unintentional and the meaning of the song is very wholesome, trust me

alt: Upside Down

⚡️ T: this was a demo for this one song...

That one's like 50% f-bombs ^ i love it

alt: Toxic but its NOT Brittany, B*tch 💅

The most aggressive entry on this list

⚡️ U: Up Up and Away

The only f-bomb is in the second verse

alt: Unmei no Roulette Mawashite 🧋

'unmei' means 'destiny' so you know I had to include it

⚡️ R: Raining in Manila (half 🧋)

Couple of dudes just vibin' out in the studio, what's not to love?

alt: RAHHHH

^im convinced this is what suburbanites see in their nightmares

⚡️ E: Electricity (half 🧋)

alt: Extensyon

Both make up the most WHOLESOME entry in this

⚡️ -(hyphen): Hatid Sundo 🧋

Baby. Baby boi. Baby. vibes ^

alt: Hell to Sell

EVIL. vibes ^

🚫🧢 I have a problem with tonal whiplash. Did I cheat and use the hyphen to include the most wholesome and cute song right before pulling out the lowkey most scandalous song in the list? YES.

Just realized it doesn't work as well if you can't understand it, but trust me. I mean just listening to its vibes is enough 😩

⚡️ B: Balik Sa Umpisa 🧋

Any song that samples/remixes 'Stand By Me' is a W in my book.

alt: Bodybag

I'm just self-reporting at this point.

Ok the rest are very wholesome songs I swear

⚡️ O: Oretachi Rookies 🧋

alt: Oh, Imagine That

ok this one's tied for most wholesome in the list

⚡️ I: I/Me/Myself

gnc/nb people gonna love this shit ^

alt: I Really Like You

that was a struggle, R is the top pick to check out imo. E, O and I are the wholesome ones with no swear words if u care.

2) Why did you choose your URL?

Its based. ..off the song in the musical. I got back into the fandom because of the musical so I owe it that much. 'boi' sounds more gender-neutral than 'boy'

3) What is your middle name?

That's a secret!

4) If you could be any mythical creature, what would you be?

Shapeshifter.

5) Favorite color?

Purple. Lavender/Periwinkle specifically.

6) Song you love right now?

What? 🧋 The amount of crackhead energy, but genuine emotion... AND AESTHETIC. it was literally made for me LMAO Ken is so aggro but hes singing about not littering. like why is he so intimidating-- but i support the eco-friendly king. but fr the song is about waving ur flag with pride??? PRIDE???? and they look androgynous asf??? whats not to love

7) Top four fandoms? (Current Fandoms?)

Back to the Future

That's it

jk uhhh, Invincible

Thats it, dont wanna get into past fandoms rn

8) Tag nine people

mf u think i know 9 people??

im playin, lemme tag some cool people... not that u have to do this, i just wanted to bother u 🤪 but feel free to do it, i wanna hear other music 🥺🥺🥺

⚡️ @maxintime LOVE UR ART STYLE. BEEN TOO SHY TO BOTHER U THO 😭

⚡️ @jowritesfanfiction my inspo, my density, ILY. Im never shy bout bothering u in my posts HAVE U GOTTEN THE RESTRAINING ORDER AGAINST ME YET 🤪🤪😭😭😭 ive tagged this mf in every other post istg

⚡️ @moth-makay ur great frfr 😭😭 all the hugs. r u gonna post more art??? cuz u shouuuld 🥺

⚡️ @bttf-dork ur name and pfp give comfy vibes??? its very endearing. dunno how to describe it, but i like seeing u in my notifs 🥰 bUT UR ART DOHHH. immaculate. underrated.

⚡️ @pepsifox88 i hope u continue to cook ✨ everyone go and GIVE THEM SUPPORT, I AM NO LONGER ASKING

and to the rest of u, thank u for liking a bunch of my work, whenever i see long lists of likes like that, or if i see ur name often 'nuff, i always notice 😇, i never know how to say thank you!!

@leftoverspagehhti

@karorurodriguez

@epikprinc

@mapleflavedpepperoni

@xmaster3000

@jayisnotdrawing

@jackofthecards

@ectojester

@cat0marble

Didn't include everyone, but just know that i noticed you!!! 💝

watch me get reported for harassment by all these people 😂

[ms-unfortunate24]

Is that all you got? (Keegan P. Russ X Reader) Pt. 3

Warnings: Slight Angst and cursing

Reader Inserts: Y/N= Your name, Y/L= Your last name, Y/CN= your code name, Y/H= your hair, Y/HC= your hair color, E/C= Eye color, H/S= Hair Style, N/N= Nickname.

A/N: I'm backkkkkkkkkkk not for long though.

Prompt: Keegan isn’t very talkative nor is he known, he’s a ghost literally.. He has his eyes on someone specific that he’s sure doesn’t notice him but what if they do? (The reader is Kick’s partner)

“Time?” “20:10” you answered shifting from your crouching position to a stand. “Our little birdie should be getting ready for his bath, accompanied by women of course,” Keegan says while pulling out two pairs of binoculars from his duffle bag, he tosses you one. “What a weirdo...” you pulled your pair of binoculars up to your face and skimmed around the bottom floor of the house, “18 guards, ground level” you called to Keegan, “Mid level, 7 guards Keegan called.

“Top floor, 13 guards” you called out

“Top floor, 12 guards” Keegan called out at the same time, you both turned to each other.

You frown at the miscount that he clearly made but he glares at you with his eyes saying the words for him “You are wrong”… you opened your mouth to speak but he interrupts you “It’s twelve. get your eyes checked out.” You slightly gasped at the insult and recounted but when you checked two of them left their post, “I counted fucking 13 so don't even try me, Russ.” you hissed back, he turned his head away from you not saying a single word after that. “God what a weirdo” you tilted your head while looking at Keegan and then slowly shifted your head to the target, your eyes widened at the disturbing display of his “bath time”. Keegan’s reaction was actually to cover your eyes, when you felt his hands over your eyes your face started to feel hot. “I don't want you to head back to the base being haunted by this” Keegan whispered in your ear, his voice sent vibrations down your body, causing your spine to feel a chill. He then shifted your head and body away from the display and let go, once you were able to see you were met by the edge of the building. You backed up in shock thinking he was trying to kill you, “you motherfu-” “oops didn't mean to” he quickly said, resting his hand over your shoulder.

You both had made it into the target’s yard, unseen by enemy personnel. “Keegan Y/CN. Sit” Elias commanded the two of you. Keegan was the first to sit down and you followed not too long after. “Do you have any idea as to why I partnered you both up for Sin City?” Elias asked. “No sir” Keegan responded, his voice sounding a bit raspy. “You two are the best at being stealthy, you’re both quick killers, and I need that to get rid of our target. The second he’s eliminated you’ll exfil to Rorke’s base and follow up with the rest of us, yes sir?” Elias says as he picks up a picture frame of Logan, hesh, and his wife. This was years ago as the Walker brothers were boys in that picture. “Yes sir” “yes sir,” Both you and Keegan said at the same time. “Y/CN, take the one on the left, I got right” Keegan whispers before sneaking behind one of the guards, you do the same, both of you silently taking out the targets with your combat knives. “I got blood in my mouth...” you groaned trying to spit the blood out. “Dont be a crybaby,” Keegan says while cleaning his knife. “Not all of us wear a balaclava, dick” you responded muttering the last part. He was about to say something but then stopped himself, “Follow me,” he says as he sneaks into the house, you follow his lead and see the guards on the ground floor some of them moved from their positions, maybe to the other floors. “Too many to go unnoticed, get your gas mask on, and let's air this baby out” Keegan commands, you reach to your side and unclip your gas mask from your utility belt, putting the gas mask on you reach for your tear gas and wait for Keegan's signal. Keegan raises his hand and then flags it down, you both toss tear gas into the room as the guards are now coughing, their systems being overflowed with the gas, causing painful coughs, blurry vision, and bloody noses. You and Keegan take out the targets one by one, one of the guys snuck up behind you and reached for your mask, fear and adrenaline rose into your system as you started to pull away from the coughing foe. Keegan throws his knife, hitting the enemy right between his eyes, you quickly fixed your mask thankful that he didn't rip it off. “Bastard..” you muttered towards the dead guard, picking up Keegan's knife from his skull.

You finally made it to the target’s room, the things you're hearing make you want to take your custom honey badger and turn it onto yourself. Keegan looks at your disgusted face and let's out a small chuckle, “what you find this funny?” you asked feeling embarrassed by the fact that Keegan found the situation humorous. Before Keegan could respond the door to the room opened, the target? No. A woman who was barely dressed, your face turns hot at the sight of her as Keegan's eyes went from her to you. His face was clearly unreadable because of his skull balaclava but he pulled the woman away after she shut the door, covering her mouth, he then knocked her out. “Did you... Kill her?” you questioned, your face was still a slight shade of red. “Why? Wanna ask her out after this?” Keegan said sarcastically, you scoffed and then looked at the closed door. “What's the game plan, big boy?” you asked, readying your gun. “Take this drill charge, plant it on the door, kaboom” Keegan said offering the charge to you, you crouched over to him and grabbed it. “Right righttt” you replied planting the charge onto the door and activating it's drill. You back away from the door as the impact blows it back, Keegan walks in nonchalantly with two pistols in his hand, shooting everything that moved in the room. You stared in awe at what your partner just did, no offense to Kick but Keegan was very impressive, Kick was more of a tech guy while Keegan was a cold killer. You moved I'm after Keegan as you both scanned the room for Alejandro, He was in the closet, you lunged towards him with a knife, taking him out with no struggle. “Keegan to Exfil team, ready for extraction, ASAP,” Keegan said through his communicator

[blusical]

PSA: Please for the love of all that is hockey stop censoring the names of teams and players!

No, I'm not being sarcastic. I keep seeing this a lot on a ton of hockey blogs. (for example "d*nn", "p*tr*ck k*ne", "bl*es" or "v*g*s g*ld*n kn*ghts"), and honestly, it's really, really, bugging me, especially as someone who has some team lb tags filtered. I know most of you mean well, but this might not be the best idea. Even if you don't like saying their name. Even if you're censoring it as a joke. Even if you're worried about people you don't like flocking your blog (which, there's a block button for that btw). For one, Tumblr allows you to filter out certain words and tags. And people may already have specific players/filters tagged. If a post contains said filtered word/tag, it'll look like this:

(Image ID: A screenshot of a tumblr post that is flagged to the viewer due to it containing "#bruins lb". The username and profile picture is covered in red. The person has an option to view the post, via a button that reads simply "View post". End ID). By censoring them, Tumblr won't pick it up, and people will still see the post they don't want to see. Additionally, censoring words, especially l*ke th*s (like this) might not be helpful to visually impaired folks, especially those who use screenreaders.

"So, what should I do instead?" If you're talking about something a player did, here's some tag suggestions I have: If you're talking about a player who has assault or abuse accusations against them, you can use "tw assault", "tw abuse", "tw sa" (if the accusation involves sa), "tw violence" or "violence mention" (if violence is involved), or similar tags! If you're talking about someone who has a history of bigotry, try tagging "racism", "ableism", "homophobia", "tw slur" (if there's a slur involved), or other similar tags! I do see people use "tw (team/player)" as well (ex. "tw hawks", "tw auston matthews", "cw wilson" or "cw boston bruins") as well, however, I also discourage against that, because not every hockeyblr user has those filtered, and from my understanding they also aren't that well known. Again, simply tagging the players' names or the name of the team is enough half the time. (And, as a bonus, if you already have "tw (player/team)" tagged, instead of removing them, you can also simply add the player or team name to the tags!) If you're simply trash talking a player or a team... just say the name. It's not that hard, really. However, you can also tag the post with "trash talk" if you don't want people seeing it. Other good tags/words to use include: "rant" or "vent", which can be especially helpful to folks who dont wanna see huge rants, vents or complaints. "tw injury", which you can use to filter out videos or discussions containing injuries. "tw blood" and similar tags can also be helpful if blood is involved. "hockey fight", which can be used for hockey fights. Can be especially helpful since some fights get bloody and do lead to injury. Simply tagging "fight" can also work! "swearing cw", can be helpful for folks who don't want to see posts with heavy amounts of cursing. I advise only using this if there's excessive swearing involved, and not if there's only one instance of a curse word. "slander", which you can use if you're ranting about a player you don't like. And additionally.. "I don't know how filters work!" or "I don't know how to filter words/tags!" Alright so here's what you do: 1. Go to your user settings. 2. Scroll to "content you see". 3. Add the tag or word you want to filter, like this:

(Image IDs: Two screenshots of Tumblr settings. In the "Add a filter" bar are the words "tony deangelo" and "keith". End ID) 4. Click "Add" and bam! You're done! You might need to refresh for it to go into affect. Protip: Filtering out words will filter out all words of a specific phrase/name. For example, if you filter out "Tom Wilson", it will filter out all posts containing both words, even if it doesn't talk about the player. I advise using "Filtered Tags" when filtering out specific players, teams and team lbs.

[unorcadox]

omg i hope ur hair redyeing goes well!!! i will try & think of some questions for u ^_^

what color are you getting your hair dyed?? is it the same color as before?? have you had multiple different hair colors... which one's your favorite look??

do you like video games... if you dont then disregard these next questions LOL but if you DO: what's your fave console?? what's your fave (number one, top three, top five, any number u want) game(s) of all time??

do you like pineapple? do you like pizza?? do you like them together (pineapple on pizza)???

what's your favorite kind of tree?? what's your favorite season??? is your birthday in that season?? :0 (do you have a lucky number & is it your birth date...)

what's your favorite flavor of ice cream?? do you like cats or dogs better (or both or neither)??? what's your favorite kind of bird? favorite kind of shark? fave kind of bug? (feel free to skip any of these if you dont like them / dont have a fave !!)

what's your favorite movie (or top 3 / 5 / ect!!) of all time?? do you prefer live action or animated movies (or maybe you're not big on movies at all)??

pancakes or waffles? what's your fave topping for whichever one you picked??

what's your fave chip flavor?? do you like potato chips or tortilla chips better??

have you lived in multiple countries, or just the same one your whole life??

do you like candles or soaps or scented things like that... if you do what are your fave scents !!!

if / when you go to the mall, what are your favorite stores to go to??

do you like cucumbers? do you like pickles?

do you like soup?? if fresh(?) soup isn't an option, do you like canned soups, powdered soups, both or neither?

what's the weirdest ask youve ever gotten on here (doesnt have to be from this blog if u have multiple !!)??

pusheen or hello kitty? what's your fave shade of pink (or purple, or both!)??

what's your favorite holiday (any kind; could be something very very minor like ''straw hat day''(?) or any big ones !!

do you speak any other languages?? if you do, which ones?? if you don't, are there any want to learn one day??

do you sleep with socks on?? do you even Care about sleeping with socks on??? some people make it a very big deal (all in good fun ofc) but i never know what side to pick because i go either way fairly frequently </3

do you like making websites (either with html / css / js or with a website maker)?? what's a cool / fun website you like??

what was your fave song of 2013?? what was your LEAST fave song of 2013??

who's your favorite music artist (or your top 3 or 5 u get it)?? who's your fave solo artist? who's your fave band / group of artists?? what genre(s) do you listen to?? what song do a lot of people hate but you like? what song do a lot of people like but you hate??

what's your go-to karaoke song... if you don't like doing karaoke then i would like to hear your fave karaoke song to watch someone ELSE do at karaoke !!

whats your fave decade of music?? who are some of your fave artists from that decade?? what do you like about it???

if you watch foreign movies / shows, do you watch them subbed or dubbed? (or maybe it depends?)

what's something you're looking forward to (whenever !! could be tomorrow could be in a few years)??

feel free 2 skip this one if you dont wanna answer i just thought id ask!!! but how old are you?? are you a student? are you working?? (what are you studying / where are you working??) what color are your eyes??

who was the worst teacher / instructor you ever had (doesn't have to be in school)??

what's your fave pride flag aesthetically (as in, regardless of whether or not you're a part of that group, just what colors / designs do you like)?? what's your least fave?? (again aesthetically im not trying to start discourse i just like talking about graphic design LOL)

do you use any really out-of-date stuff for nostalgia reasons?? (i.e. i use microsoft word 2010 & windows movie maker 6.0 even though theyre objectively not that good for this(

what's your favorite youtube channel (or multiple)?? has that one always been your favorite??

i thiiiink you mentioned your age at some point (its probably literally in your bio but if i exit the ask box my dumbass phone is probably gonna crash tumblr and ill lose this whole ask LOL) but i feel like i remember thinking you were a similar age to me (im 18yo / born 2005) so this is assuming you grew up at least partially in the age of a ridiculous amount of kids mmos being popular... which was your favorite (if you played any)?? is it still up & running today??

minecraft or roblox (or neither, but both is not an option u gotta pick one or neither !!!)??

i think i could keep going forever but this was really long enough as-is LOL i hope that's okay with you!!! and of course feel free to skip any questions you dont want to answer !!!!!! hope u have an AWESOME day. hope you see a cool plant or a creature of some kind <3

putting these under a cut bc this is long enough as-is LMFAO

1. redyed black w blonde! never done anything that isn't those or my natural color lol

2. the dreamcast sweep. also splatoon, the beginner's guide, another game on this list, pokemon legends arceus, and bomb rush cyberfunk/jet set radio future

3. pineapple and pizza are good individually but i haven't tried them together, they sound good tho.

4. palm trees! fav season is winter, bday's in late summer. no lucky number tbh.

5. cinnamon ice cream. cats. blue jays. no idea on sharks but great whites are so silly cute :) gummy sharks actually LOL. preying mantis or bees (if they aren't in the same area as me.)

6. not big on movies tbh, but everything everywhere all at once. i prefer animation tho.

7. pancakes, haven't experimented much bc i don't have them much LOL i like classic maple syrup! i wanna try strawberry stuff tho.

8. tortilla chips for utility, but potato chips for like. the longevity of being able to eat a lot without getting bored. i'm actually a plain ruffles fan out of all things.

9. never been outside the US 🥴

10. sensory issues make that stuff hard but lavender is my traditional go-to.

11. torrid for clothes :)

12. cucumbers are ok. pickles are good but i'm afraid of having them again for some reason. autism sweep

13. soup is generally a no-go.

14. weirdest is defs the person who was fixated on the idea of paying someone to eat something vile?!?!?! got multiple about that.

15. hello kitty if i have to choose for the dreamcasts LOL they're so pretty. i really like blue-leaning purples and red-leaning pinks

16. halloween and christmas bc they're both so so good vibeswise

17. i took spanish for 4 years and was doing well with it but then i fell off tbh. i'd like to learn french but we'll see.

18. i have no opinion, i don't personally but i don't care as long as the floor is clean Or i don't have to share a bed with you LOL

19. i just mess around w carrd tbh i need to step up. i really like my mutuals' neocities but i don't wanna link them on an account this big unprompted LMFAO

20. using the top 100 end list bc im lazy. paramore's still into you is my favorite, cruise by fgl & nelly is my least fav.

21. don't wanna go too in depth here but generally lucy dacus is my answer for any single favorite artist. i'm primarily a pop/folk listener but i listen to a lot.

22. never been to or done karaoke but i'd pay to see someone do love on top by beyonce with all the key changes.

23. a take that will get me attacked, buat the 2020s so far have been stunningly good for me personally at least in music. indie music is absolutely insane and there's a lot of freedom with it rn it's so good. :)

24. i don't, but i'd watch subbed. personally i don't mind either, though.

25. tomorrow. no elaboration but thanks for giving me the perfect place to hide it in the middle of this LOL

26. i'm 25, failed student, about to start working (loooong story don't ask lol), brown eyes!

27. physics teacher who used me as a TA bc i already took the class but would punish me for studying for other classes.

28. aroace is stunning but i have no overlap LOL. bi flag unevenness makes me mad, not a huuuge fan of the trans flag colors (boo pastels.)

29. i use old ios icons for my phone on a custom launcher! i handmade some for other things.

30. youtubers... ro ramdin, alpharad (especially gold, shoutout everyone who watched every episode), prochara are my top 3!

31. born 1998 LOL but like... legally i have to say it was toontown even if i never played during its main playtime (i do have an unwritten account tho.) my husband has it as his special interest so i do have some affinity for it even if it makes me very annoyed at times LOL.

32. minecraft, roblox means nothing to me.

whew! thank you for the most ever wow. hope this is comprehensive LMAOOO

[answersfromzestual]

I want to talk about something today. Something very important for younger people and newer people coming out.

Research with legitimate sources, aka scholarly articles and medical journals/studies. Wiki is not a good source, people can change info at any point true or untrue.

We want to look for articles with medical and area professionals clearly placing their name in and on the article, or the most reliable sources are called scholarly articles and medical journals/studies, also some gender affirming clinics lay out a lot of information on their websites, most clinics dont mind answering your questions or concerns via email or phone (they may get back to you at a later date). When looking for information, you want peer reviewed medical information. Google has these features that can help narrow down your search for more accurate results. Using quotes around exact words or phrases is a trick to narrow down to more on topic search results.

Also, use Google Scholar (just type "Google scholar" into the search bar to find only actual medical articles and studies. Even lawsuits.

This is the google search bar for scholarly information below:

****READ THE ARTICLE FROM START TO FINISH OR AT LEAST THE PART(S) THAT PORTAIN TO YOUR RESEARCH!(some articles can include more than one study)****

Don't only use one source for your information, find as many as you can until you feel confident in the field of medicines and your concolusions about them. Information you use should be verified by several responsibly written articles, journals, and/or studies.

Call surgeons' offices, ask questions.

Research doctors in your area or a doctor you really like, again don't be afraid to call or email clinics!

When it comes to surgery and your body, if you have a bad feeling, any bad gut feelings before they put you under, about the surgeron or their methods, even team. You can back out until you are knocked out. You can say no as soon as you walk into the surgical suite. You worry about you.

Please, when going onto transgender groups (facebook and stuff), that not everyone is being genuine with you. People can be anything or anyone on the internet, behind that screen. I see trans people spreading anti-transtional propaganda (not on purpose), and they don't notice or know better. The negative people tend to pick out their victims early, cling onto someone newer in transitioning or even just joining the group. They probably try getting chummy really fast, getting into a lot of detail very early. They will start bringing up [negative] transitional things when they have nothing to do with the conversation you are having. It's a red flag when you can't talk about anything but "transitioning," and its a sign you need to block if all they say are negative, things. Life happens, but you don't need to drown yourself in negativity. Beware of people on the internet. Their intent is not always good, anyone can lie, anyone can find fake pictures for their profile, anyone can pretend to be someone they are not. Some of us should know that well as trans folk. Some people are even legitimate and are perhaps mad/ unhappy about their results and tend to use way overly dramatic words to describe their results, these people usually aren't telling you the whole truth. People also tend not to want to put any blame on themselves. If you aren't being honest yourself about your results and what and where things went wrong thats not okay. That,or telling someone not to do something that prevents transitioning or calming their dysphoria, that's considered transphobia.

It's important to also know that Facebook, Twitter, etc. are often looked at by employers, so many people will not use their own profiles to be a imaginary person.

Edit: Yes, transgender people can be transphobic as well. Look up Caitlin Jenner and what she's said and tried to do. Let me tell you now, she said transwomen should not be allowed to compete in sporting events, claiming "allowing transwomen to compete destroys women's sports" . So please, if you use that card, put it back in the deck. It's not true, and it's just a wrong blanket statement altogether. There are people who finish their transition and forget they had the rights they want taken away.

I want you to know and it's important to know many end results almost solely rely on the person and how they take care of themselves pre-op and post-op (yes taking care of your body before matters for optimum results). If you are heavier, your body has a harder time healing. This can cause complications and less favorable results because of those complications. I do have a post on being larger and surgical complications that are involved with that. (Here are some links about plus sized risks and general risks: plus size, general risks)

From Dad Shadow: Remember, don't tell anyone online personal information, even if you have been talking for years. Also, do not place yourself (ex. "Im gunna to go to the Starbucks on fifth around the corner from my house." this is especially bad if they may know your partial location) Someone can figure out your identity/location. Don't reveal anything you'd be asked to use as an account recovery question. When I was a younger adult, I saw someone post an image of a girl he met on 'Omegle', saying, "They accidentally got disconnected." Within two hours, everything about this girl was on this thread... from her name, where she was attending school, her personal address, her Facebook. All of it. It was more than one person looking and posting as well. People can be like this... I know you know, but the Dad in me wants to remind you. Browse safely!

I hope you read this and found it helpful everyone. I felt this is a need and it doesn't need post secondary education classes to teach you how to properly find sourced information for reports (same as your knowledge on the subject you are talking about).

P.s keeping your skin elasticity is very important, so mosturize your pecks, let it dry, then put on your binder.

Stay Golden Everyone ✌️ 💙 💜

[semi-imaginary-place]

ao no flag is really really good and ive been going feral. This is one of if not the only romance manga series i have ever liked.

Ao no flag is one of the only school life dramas check it out if you feel like reading about teenagers having emotions. What initially caught my and the internet's attention in... 2018? was that it takes it's queer characters seriously and treats them with respect. They aren't jokes or stereotypes but characters in their own right. My shounen jump+ has queers in it? Its more likely than you think. The weaknesses of the manga are that it layers meaning and that can be hard to pick up on a first reading. Showing not telling. One key thing is that taichi the protag is a confused mess of a teenager a walking contradiction and whirling ball of insecurities and if you dont understand this you miss like half the manga. Its unclear to the audience what taichi is feeling at any given point because he has no clue what he himself is feeling. Theres also like 2 chapters everyone agrees was poorly done which i have words about. Have i mentioned ao no flag is gay. Not in a fujoshi fanservice way but in an actual queer way.Its like 50 ch so you can knock it out in a day.

The manga uses stylization as a narrative device. So character are drawn based on how the pov character sees them. The pov character 80% of the time is taichi. A good example of this pov shift is that we the audience almost never see taichi as he actually is we usually see him how taichi sees himself. And taichi has like zero self confidence so he sees himself as kinda awkward and unattractive which translates to him looking cartoonish to the audience. Pay attention to when he stops looking cartoonish and who is looking at him then. Mon, omega, and yorkie look like that because taichi sees them as friends on his level. Ch 22 has one of the best examples of this but theres quite a few scattered throughout the manga. The other good example is the final chapter.

So theres a raging debate in the fandom (all 3 of us lol) about authorial intent for stuff that happens later on. whats established in the beginning: taichi has a crush on futaba. Futaba has a crush on touma. Taichi decides to help set her up with touma because... Well its complicated(1). Touma notices their plotting and spending a lot of time together and draws the conclusion that futaba has a crush on taichi. So now touma is trying to set up taichi and futaba. If that sounds like a mess then well yeah this is a teen drama. Which is also why im surprised i liked ao no flag. People have compared it to kids on the slope though i've never read that manga.

(1) taichi's got a massive inferiority complex about touma. He's put touma on a pedestal. He feels so inadequate around touma that he's uncomfortable being near him thus their relationship at the beginning. Taichi feels he has 0 chance with futaba (competing against touma) so he'll take what scraps of attention and time he can get through the excuse of helping her get her crush

You can see in these early chapters that of the two its really touma that is pushing to reconnect with taichi. I find it rather compelling

[vinetwine]

when reading a lot of these varying tarot on ateez in relationships, hmm I have mixed feelings and I dont think theyd either be experienced enough or maybe they seem to want to control their partner in some way or other like idfk I cant even word it but I think many people might assume the members would be so dateable but I often dont get that vibe from some of the ateez. even the ones I personally wouldve liked sometimes give an off feeling if they were dating. I know tarot isnt set in stone and its usually what the reader interprete but tell me if im right in any of these guesses or wrong im not fussed just wanted to ask for your opinion.

cause idols are meant to be seen as perfect boyfriends to their fans right?

the members id avoid dating or being if i had to pick: seonghwa (fuckboi alert, he has many red flags imho probs uses his idol title to get into fwbs or doesnt take enough precautions in the bedroom department), san (again im on the fence sometimes i buy into his perfect prince image a little too much but i dont think thats always the case with him maybe he wants something to be so perfect about his partner, like if there was a situation where his fs would have to say no to something or if he just wouldnt take critique of any sorts or he just seems to have really fixed ideals on what he wants in a relationship not a bad thing but doesnt leave much room for error or for something different than what he wants it to be), hongjoong (sorry bub i love his performances but i will leave it at that it seems like if he isnt in control of his partner or if his partner doesnt let him act like the boss of the relationship then i wonder if he would grt kinda scary to be around?)

overall i still think ateez for example they might want mature partners who dont demand a lot from them but they themselves might still come across as immature aside from jongho (hes the most mature out of ateez imho)

im sure the members are nice on the surface but sometimes i dont always see them as the perfect boyfriend image that many people put on a lot of these idols like their expectations of their partners must be through the roof yeah kinda glad it isnt me thats going to date them cause i think id have some type of mental struggles each of the ones i picked.

who would you pick to avoid in possible relationship?

🍷...

the following is my own personal opinion in response to this ask.

yes as you mentioned and as i like to disclose tarot is heavily interpretation based above all else. it should never ever be taken 100% seriously. so i am glad you emphasized that. tarot is also very energy based and can change rapidly. even a bad mood might reflect a more negative result.

the readings i have done for them so far reflect mostly good things. which if i have to say so myself - feel very condensed and idealistic. of course no relationship will be picture perfect. there will be struggles. and i am aware a lot of readings do not reflect that. not just mine but a majority.

i suppose a flipside of a coin is to consider toxic positivity and idealism if all the cards feel a little too perfect. take the whole "hongjoong finds his soulmate attractive" post for example. almost every reading i have seen posted and have conducted myself in these past few years will talk about his possible obsession with his romantic soulmate.

i do not know hongjoong myself obviously but if this does turn out to be the case then he could potentially very easily dismiss a lot of negative or toxic behavior for the sake of soulmates. while this would be done with a good intention it can be very destructive.

in the case of seonghwa i find his energy very sweet and comforting in a general sense though i have never asked an in depth question about views on love and such. i have seen other readings and astrological observations for him that mention this possible side of him though but i try not to be biased when i receive my own results.

i have never felt a possessive vibe from seonghwa and san in an overbearing sense. though i also never ask. i have received results that they would possibly like to be the protectors in the case of a romantic relationship. but some people do take it too far and almost baby their partner in every aspect of life. so this can be seen as a potential negative though i did read that san and seonghwa seem to like maturity and independence.

so yes as you said i also do believe they would all appreciate a mature person for that matter. but some would cling more than others ? i think we should keep in mind that - yes they are grown men in their mid twenties but they are still young rich and very attractive. it can be very easy to get caught up in the high life. and if there are some less than desirable traits we are unaware of - they may quell as they slow down their idol activities and do something else.

ultimately all idols are human beings. they can not be and are not perfect. that is simply impossible. while i do believe for most idols that a good portion of their true personalities shine through on camera - it would be fair to assume it is at least exaggerated or scripted. sadly that is normalcy in such a manufactured and parasocial industry where they can not even stand up for themselves.

and because they are human they would have relationships with other humans. and because no human is perfect. there will be flaws. so i believe you are correct in calling it an image.

i personally have no strong feelings on who i would or would not avoid in ateez as a result of my readings. i take everything on camera with a grain of salt yes but i also do the same for my cards. the only way to know how authentic they may be is to know them personally and even then people can be very good at hiding who they really are.

and because i have never even seen them in concert thus far i obviously do not know them on a personal level. so i can not say.

[constrainedfun]

Hey, I can come off anon if need be but do you by chance have any reliable resources for RAMCOA survivors? Trying to sift through what’s real and what’s conspiracy is a headache

unfortunately? no. the only book ive ever consumed that i agreed with most of it and didnt spot much of any conspiracy theory bullshit is Becoming Yourself by Allison Miller. i havent read her book made for clinicians about RA, but i would assume it has similarly accurate information.

whenever researchers (who are not in it for treating clients) get into writing about ramcoa, personal motivation has to be considered. well-meaning clinicians who write about and do studies on clients with ramcoa history are, typically, berated by the psychological community and accused of inputting false memories. they might be threatened with their license being taken. if someone is willing to endure that, their actual motivation comes into question.

look into your authors. are they certified? is there any counter-studies against their work? are there articles criticizing them for abusive practice or drawing conclusions based on faulty data? (malpractice red flag.)

look into their language. do they use the term SRA instead of just RA? do they mention an underground network of abusers that spans throughout 'the nation', 'internationally', or 'the world'? do they vaguely mention 'the government' without eluding to specific events and governments? (conspiracy red flag.)

does the text mention false memories (that do not state that these are almost always input my the abusive group in the form of cover/screen memories)? does the text mention people faking any sort of ramcoa? does the text mention iatrogenic theory? (ramcoa fakeclaiming red flag.)

it gets complicated. even if a resource does use this kind of language, sometimes it is still a useful resource. you really have to pick and choose which resources you fully consume, which ones you pick apart and take what you can get, and which ones you completely throw out the window. if some kind of info seems faulty, cross-compare it with other resources, ask others in the community if it sounds iffy, and finally, decide it for yourself.

it really sucks, that we have to build our own path like this. this is part of the reason why i very readily say to take everything any survivor says with a grain of salt; we are all working on personal experience and word of mouth alone. we dont have reliable resources, reliable research, sometimes even reliable clinicians in personal life. so my biggest advice is that, as you mentioned in the ask, thinking for yourself and nitpicking.

[honeytonedhottie]

I joined alot of grps and made online friends and now I regret. They always made me feel bad. I was friends with some kpop stans too. They attacked me when I said that I didn't like the same song as they did . They all attacked. Even a 27 yr old women attacked me and shamed for so. Why are kpop stans like this ? 😭most of the time its army and blinks ngl.There was some girl I used to talk to online friend I thought she was my friend only to realize that she was using me as an option . One day when I got into some drama and shared that with her FIRST but she behaved like she didn't understand . But when others in the grp were saying sh*t against all of a sudden she understood everything thwy said and started being angry at me. Even twisted my words and things I told her earlier. Uk why she came back and apologized ? When all her friends left her and she probably had fight with her bffs. Also when she got her friends back she would start ignoring my messages or not reply at all like she used to .

Again one more girl she was kind first but one day we had some misunderstanding .I apologized and cleared it to her as well. I even asked if it affected our friendship and she denied . But I noticed how rude and mean she became. As I said some people attacked me when I didn't like the same music as they did an she was one of those. When I shared how one actor's own wife didn't like her husband own movies doesn't mean she hates him . This girl started saying dumb stuff like " u are comparing the people u love with being an army "🗿💀 tf this doesn't even make sense tbh. Army are fans of bts and they love bts too . What was she trying to say ? Why did all got mad at me for not liking 1 song 💀💀😭😭😭😭😭😭 and made me awful for not liking it. This girl wouldn't stop saying rude stuff , she would nitpick stuff like me sharing or even just talking about stuff and saying how they all were tired of if. When the thing is the things she mentioned those people in grp were tired of , the fight fidnt even happen coz of that. She was saying really rude stuff and being mad at me. She wouldn't understand my pov and if I would try to explain myself she would be like why are you repeating yourself I mean girl ?? 💀💀Btw while I was texting her I was outside somewhere and I fell down from stairs 💀😭cuz I got zoned out when she said awful things to me. I was like " am I really that bad ?? " She attacked me. I really feel that she was just a bitch pretending to be nice at first but then she showed how toxic she was. She was online friend too.

I wonder why i didn't take stand for myself at that time 😭😭😭😭😭and listened to her rude words. They attacked me for no reason _Also last but not the least one day a girl got mad at me when I shared a video of lizzo on my story , a girl shared the same video on grouo chat . Lizzo made some unnecessary comments and I just wrote WTF LIZZO. THIS GIRL THOIGHT THAT I WAS TRYING TO PICK FIGHTS WITH HER ??? I MEANN LIKEE WHAT 😭😭😭 it wasn't even against her . It was against lizzo making disgusting comments .

These online people made me feel so bad. Alot of drama happened similar like this this is just 3% 😭I really want to know ur opinion and advice on these people and how yo deal with these ..sorry for spamming too 😭😭😭

WOW 🥹 hi anonie, my input is this ;

ppl who feel threatened by or dont let u have an individual opinion are red flags. U ARE ENTITLED TO UR OWN OPINION. anyone who disagrees or tries to shame u for it can kick rocks 💀. protect ur peace, drop them cuz they aren't good friends, and listen to music that u like 💗

[papirouge]

I was going to send you an ask about your thoughts on american evangelicals now claiming that Jesus is too liberal and weak for them (LOL) but I want to help out that Corsica anon You have.

A huge part of my family also are from corsica! Like a big part. They left the island to live elsewhere but my generation (like myself and cousins) decided to visit and see it throughout my life. The language is like a blend of French and Italian but more Italian. If you learned French though it wouldn’t be that bad but yeah, I agree that Italian might help better since the sound of the language is more similar. Your ear will be better at picking up certain words if that makes sense. Honestly, the island is beautiful and the people are proud but I wouldn’t fear them. Unless you came and tried to start drama with the locals. Like one time I saw a guy get slapped by a restaurant owner for acting rude, trying to smoke without a tray and leaving a mess. They DONT PLAY😂 there are some who don’t care about the mainland, some who find jobs in France and are fine and others that hate that France still owns the island and wants independence now. Having a family that are native to the island might help you out since you have a purpose of visiting. I’m not fully white either so the locals assuming I was a Parisian was slim. So my experiences have been my own. I overall thought it was nice to visit but I can also sense stress too from the locals whenever France exercised control on the island like banning the local native language from government. The idea is that the people are Corsican first, not French. (Like Apple hasn’t even released a Corsica flag emoji yet so they have to use France)

I’ve lived on other islands like hawai’i and the Canary Islands too for a bit and I saw some similarities. The people native to island are Hawaiian first with their own culture and language. Same with locals of the Canary Islands to Spain. They are first Canarian, then Spanish. But I don’t see them hate Spain that much like in Corsica, they’re just upset over dumb, entitled tourists.

I think the feelings of resentment is the price paid for being an islander owned by bigger, richer countries.

Oohhh it was so interesting!! Thanks for sharing anon!!

I love when anons use my blog to communicate between each others #papisatellite 📡🌍

And I'm curious about what you wanted to say about crazy evangelical seething against "liberal Christianity" 👀 I know for a fact that some White supremacists despise Christianism out of antisemitism but also because their think its teachings (of love and universalism) weakened the West which instead should be back to its native pagan worship and aggressiveness (think viking, Caucasus barbarians, etc.)

I was in tears when Conservatives started calling Fox News "woke"(!!?!?) because they fired Tucker Carlson 😭 Conservatives cannibalizing each other is truly something....and what's really ironic is that they couldn't blame the big bad liberals this time considering that it was Tucker who got the channel condemned for spreading misinformation in his show 💀

They have such a primitive "if you're not with us you're against us" mentality that they are shouting stupidities bigger than themselves.

The "everything I don't like is woke" mentality is ruining public discourse and critical thinking I swear...

[fatherlyfrog]

1, 4, 6, 7, 11, 12, 15, 8, 9, 10 —- curbbsvbstomp /not forced of coruse

Gender and pronouns?

I would just like to consider myself either nonbinary or a trans man, but demiboy itself works too, pronouns list is very thick but my preferred ones right now are that thing/its, it/its, and he/him

Past labels you’ve used?

ive used a TON, ive used agender and genderfluid and trixic and lesbian and pansexual and demiromantic, just THOUSANDS of them! /hyp

What made you realize your current labels fit you?

well i went "hey. umm..... i dont identify with girl <3" n spent a while coming to terms with being trans.otherwise with just being queer i realized that no term would ever really feel right for me and my romantic/sexual identity

What made you pick your name?

OOH this is super cringe of me but my main one, litho, is from a show that got cancelled years ago just after its pilot came out.audience, by lupisvulpes, someone thats got into tons of drama and i do not condone the actions of.they kind of built a lot of my art style even though im not happy about it in hindsight, and.yyyyyikes litho was a very gender character so i went "huh.not bad" and ran headfirst into it

What names have you gone by previously?

THIS is super cringe TOO, the first one that i can remember testing out in like.pre-teen years was like...kiibo.because ive been taking names from characters since i realized i was trans.not my best move with that one whatsoever yiiikes.but umm ive gone through a ton of them.labels, gummy, quasar, boris, JUST to name a FEW!!!

What names have you considered using?

OOH OOH i was considering going by plinko for a long while!! and words close to that.also just a few umm more normal names that arent coming to mind right now

When did you realize you weren’t cishet?

AHA, when i realized i wasn't cis that would've been around pre-teen years, i had this whole thing of like "hey.wait.hey.can you guys call me by this n this please" and it just kinda stuck since then AS for my other identity, that wouldve been before the GENDER thing!! i kinda just discovered like...people are beautiful and its clung.though im wondering who i DO find attractive actually

Do you like your flag(s)?

yeah! the ones i know i have at least, haha, theyre....nice :^]

Favorite flag(s) visually?

OO umm um the trans flag is really really nice

Favorite things about being LGBT+?

falling in love /silly god just...some parts of the community really.i dont know i just i think its wonderful to know whats been different this whole time

[orenjibot]

Haha. I was like mega flipping my shit over it on twit cause i’m still working stuff out in my brain but!

Turns out i might also be autistic. Like mild autism perhaps.

Like… i always thought it was just an adhd thing? But it would make sense if i have both cause there were a few things i couldnt explain about myself in very small ways with just my adhd in particular.

But it would make sense if it was autism cause it also explains why i would always analyze smth like i was picking it apart to understand it. It was never smth i just understood without words, i had to actively pick things apart to understand it? I thought i was curious but no it was because i couldnt understand how the world works so i WANTED to understand. I get incredibly frustrated when i cant understand smth at all. It makes no sense and it hurts me and angers me i dont get it. I get insanely angry! Like irrationally so!

In turn i realized how that thinking and putting things in to set categories and patterns in my head has caused me to misunderstand a lot of social situations too. Like its not too bad but i defs mistake ppl’s intentions and stuff bc the way they word things isnt clear to me (taking things literally/at face value).

I also realized this mindset has also influenced how i saw regular human things like bonds of any kind and how i expect ppl to treat me bc i thought these are normal things i took very literally. Like i only understood jokes as things ppl say to be funny and used in any other situations like directed @ me means u are making fun of me and DISRESPECTING me… when all they wanted to do was make a joke and be light hearted.

Idk if this counts as autism but i also misunderstood friendship like just vibing with each other isnt rly friendship cause to be friends u usually have to do more than that. This is largely driven by the fact i, personally, had to put in more work into friendships due to being horribly neurodivergent and not understanding how to talk to ppl too (being bullied was also a factor). A friendship to me is one where u have to understand me and not just me understanding you so anything else that isnt just that isnt rly a friendship to me so i approached every friendship like i have to understand how ppl worked in order to be friends with them. This is apparently NOT a normal thing people do. This can also be attributed to my adhd and is likely more cause it, but the fact i didn’t understand that friendship wasn’t so… give and take made me realize how much pressure i was putting on others to understand me, i just thought that was normal and like a given cause i do it, why can’t you? I took everyone not giving me that as a sign of either disrespect or disinterest and took it as “oh u want a shallow relationship with me”. Like i took friendship too seriously when i shouldnt have.

There were also gestures i took as negative and hostile, and triggering my RSD but also that it didnt adhere to what i understood what being friends was. I figured I was weird and oddly sensitive about interactions, but i did find it really really weird how it was very specific and particular gestures. I cant understand it so it is making me UNCOMFORTABLE; less like “man idgi” and more “this is making me feel so incredibly HURT and uncomfortable that i feel like crying”.. to the level of wanting to cut off ties or discarding them entirely.

It now made me reevaluate what happened between me and ann as well. Like, yeah, i DONT think what she did was nice or correct but the treatment i gave her was too drastic without explanation. I don’t feel the need to be her friend or approach her since she didnt try to approach me either (also blocked me at one point after i unblocked her so yah lol). She never said that i misunderstood her at all, i was the one always having to do that?? And i kinda didnt like that… and she was giving a lot of…. Yellow and a few red flags. Like it was hard to approach her to let Her Know she did smth wrong cause she always took it so dismissively/defensively too. If anything, i do think i should apologize to her for not realizing that a lot was because i didnt realize i was autistic, but sadly i don’t feel the need to wanna chat with her unless she does so first or the occasion comes up. I have always felt the need to apologize for her for that cause that was indeed my fault, but… Im also kinda petty and stubborn so i want her to actually apologize instead of like? Be a pussy lmao. Like I forgive her more for her response then, but i still didn’t like how she casually threw me aside for being direct. Like that was a HUGE deal for me cause my exfriend did that and acted like NOTHING happened. Like bro… i was very hurt man by you doing that even in a normal situation 😭

Anyways….

I took a few tests to rly be sure it is a mild thing and not some misreading. And they all came out mild/moderate… its like high but not definite severe. It is very close to it so im like.. well fuck.

I will go get a diagnosis at one point but realizing this made me just…. Realize so much things. Like it all just… clicked.

I feel like i should apologize to cam about that too.. just a whole bunch of things.