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☝️and this will stay here until I do☝️✨Queer✨Neurodivergent ✨needs to get back into the drill✨might post art and ramblings✨

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You Own Alastors Soul, But Theres A Plot Twist

You own Alastors Soul, but there’s a plot twist

I had an angsty fanfiction idea for an AU where Alastors soul is owned by Reader/ OC, so buckle up buttercups and bear with me on my crack thoughts.

This Idea is set before around the extermination that happened shortly before Alastor vanished for seven years.

• You and Alastor have a close friendship. One evening before extermination day you two have an argument over Mimzy who has always envied your relationship and he leaves enraged

• You have a bad feeling and decide to look after him only to find him deadly wounded by an angelic spear.

• In your fear of losing him, you save his life in exchange for his soul. The contract gives you healing powers and you are able to save him, but when he realises, you own his soul, the doubts Mimzy has sowed resurface and he starts to hate you

• Alastors memories around the event and his knowledge of the context are incomplete and he wants to break free from the contract at all cost. What he doesn’t know yet is that his soul will be obliterated as the contract will be reversed, once he does.

• Alastor isn‘t as chained by you as he believes he is. You let him go, where he wanted to go, never cashed in any favours and didn’t even limit his powers. This way he can vanish from the spotlight for seven years without suffering consequences from your side

• After a talk with Carmilla, you find out, that demons who survive such a severe attack from an angelic weapon, suffer from a major loss of power. If they survive long enough, they can reestablish some of their power, but they will never live up to their full potential again.

This idea is free to use for anyone, if you write something based on this, please share it, if you feel comfortable enough to do so, I wanna read!

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8 months ago

Alright, let‘s get down to business.

Why again is beauty solely reserved to females in human society?

For context the other day, I was wearing my paisley bandana hairband. I like hairbands, but I usually can‘t wear them, because the pressure behind my ears hurts. the bandana was the perfect solution. That was, which my co worker said to me, that I looked beautiful, just like a girl. I am aware she didn’t mean to offend me in any way, shape or form and I hold no grudge against her in particular, just against the fact that there are still adjectives clearly assigned to one gender. Be it beautiful, strong, cool, compassionate. We can find these attributes in every human being, and beauty most of all is not defined by gender.

I am well aware that people around this world perceive beauty differently. Beauty standards change drastically over time. My vision of beauty is somewhat detached from gender and outer appearance. Humans come in many different shapes and to value the beauty of all those shapes is something I really enjoy as an artist. But another part there are other parts I deem integral to the beauty of a person, namely authenticity, kindness and imperfection.

Now I know how that sounds, but here me out. I’ve never seen the beauty in people putting on a mask, be it to hide their personality or the flaws in their skin. I am well aware that especially neurodivergent individuals often need to mask to survive, I have been there myself. But the moment they unmask, they are so thrilling, so vibrant, so beautiful in tapping into their full potential. As for imperfections, I think the most beautiful things are those found in nature itself. And those always have little flaws, making them unique, meaning that beauty can be found anywhere in Nature, be that in landscapes, animals, flowers. art music or humans, the possibilities are endless.

I think we should embrace beauty as a part of our lives without tying it to femininity, because it reduces our ability to recognise beauty drastically by stripping is of looking in all the other places where beauty might hide in this world.

Thank you for coming to my ted-talk. There is something healing about typing this out and feeling how the thoughts calm down un my head. Please don’t point any hate at my coworker, She is a sweet person and meant well, it is just the concept as a whole, that disgusts me.


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8 months ago

I can’t say I understand it fully, but it does strike a chord within me. I read over it three times by now and I think I have a basic level of comprehending what is going on, but then again I am not sure. I still love how it is written and the emotions of grief, resignation and uncertainty it conveys for me.

it’s late when he arrives. it always is. and like always, grief turns the silence into an unholy booth where my humanness is laid bare: our routine is old.  i know what to do: forgive me father, my anguish takes me further and further away from you.   with my contrition over my confession begins: i must admit, i don't know who i am with you. i don't think i knew who i was without you. i don’t know what i am. i don't know what to be with my brother gone.   with gentle reverence, grief gifts me a tenderness i have not earned: i’m sorry, my darling. you’ll never quite figure it out. but you’ll never be alone. i’ll be with you always. you will learn to live with me. you will try to learn to live without him. i’m your brother without his body. your love for him now belongs to me.  i’ve no choice but to weep: for my love: for his love: for his loss: for my loss: for my brother who will never know what it’s like to not have a sister: for me: for me: for me:  but you hurt i say  then grief lays himself prostrate at my feet to once more share his grave wisdom: i know, my dear. but such is the nature of loving.

i wonder just how many men have been killed by their own stubbornness.


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