hi im réka im 25 years old and yugiri mistwalker made me bi | hungarianmudkip wasnt taken. i just wanted to put the 69 in there | Deya Avain and N'yalisaie Leveilleur@Coeurl | ADHD, ace, and really into space | she/her | pfp by my amazing sibling @airoarts, header by me | csak egy kicsit beszélek magyarul, bocsánat
The demand for more f/f fic (written by people who aren't turned on by it) has been going on online for decades. In the LiveJournal days, writing and reading f/f was called "eating your vegetables." You weren't supposed to like it, but it was morally suspect if you didn't do it. Like, callout posts would be made for fic writers who had never written f/f.
Obviously, this strategy worked very well to encourage f/f fics, and everyone was happy forever.
fun thing about herding and/or generally neurotic breeds: they are really good at following rules you have instituted, but they will also make their own Dog Rules they will follow stringently whether or not you like it
despite never being reprimanded for getting sick if my dog throws up she will ‘tattle’ on herself and run over to me, show me the throw up, then hide and start shaking uncontrollably. nobody taught her to do this. she has decided that throwing up is a punishable offense until the end of time
my dog has decided that it’s solely on her shoulders to ensure there is peace in my house…if the cats fight she stands between them to ‘break it up’ and/or herds them away, if my rats have an argument she goes to the cage door and barks until they stop. not sure why she has decided she must carry the weight of the world but she has
when I was around 4 or 5 I unintentionally became a false (although accidentally accurate) prophet
my therapist calls me his favorite soap opera
so the false child prophet thing, my mom was with this Southern Baptist guy at the time, and he took us to prayer circles for the first time. I was like this sucks and I’m bored, and there was this couple that wouldn’t stop talking and talking about trying and failing for years to have kids.
so I interrupted everyone and irritatedly said, we can go home. they’re going to have a kid.
and all the adults turned to me, kind of entertained, and said oh yeah? and just how do you know this?
and I figure everyone keeps talking about this one guy as the one in charge of everything, so I say - “G-d told me.”
and then everyone kind of froze and went uh. and what. what did G-d tell you?
and now, angry at being disbelieved (about my lie) I snapped, “G-d told me they’re going to have a blonde-haired blue-eyed [my own physical description] baby girl born in April [my birth month]”
I was very clearly describing myself. I was lying and wanted to go home.
but then eventually the couple found out that they were in fact pregnant. and the baby was due in the month that I said.
and then they found out the baby would be born in the sex that I said.
and so all these grown ass adults went … Jesus speaks through the little children.
and then when the baby was born, it matched my physical description (shouldn’t have been a shock though because that’s also what the parents looked like. would have been more interesting if the father had been a completely different race and I’d still gotten the description right. but I digress.)
so anyway that absolutely confirmed for everyone that I had been some type of conduit for Jesus himself. so adults would come up to me asking me to pray to intervene on their behalf, or asking if I’d gotten any word on their situations
and I was around 4/5 and had no solid foundational grasp of ethics, so I’d be like yeah. Jesus says you’re gonna get that promotion. and then I’d get candy or a Barbie or something.
From start to finish (including the pregnancy) this lasted maybe a year, until we got privately kicked out of the church because the pastor said I had become a false prophet.
Anyway. I’m Jewish lol and I never had to go to a prayer circle ever again
