⭒ for individuals who would like to reclaim the term "meanie", often found in dnis. by not understanding the true nature of the term but seeing themselves in its description ( reasons listed below ). 💢
𓏹 🛹 : @bunnelbaby for archiving. do not use if you're nsfw / kink ( even 'sfw' ) / dualcom / pro endo / trnsid / radqr . 𔓕
⭒ this flag was made to reclaim a vague term that doesn't has a true meaning behind, making it obtuse and vague. meanies aren't a direct definition of anything at all, and i'm reclaiming this as a protest.
reasons someone may see themselves as meanies; can be but not limited to: anyone who has low / no / selective empathy / sympathy — scary disorders ( such as personality disorders ) that are heavily impacted by their symptoms — those who oftenly get called rude for having a serious / cold / harsh tone — asocial ones / ones that doesn't like socializing — those who struggle with being patient, kind, warm, friendly / applying to society norms of coexistence — those who are unfriendly kids — overall, anyone that feels like it fits for them.
been playing minecraft in a server and building a lot lately. did this building, an abandoned hut, something i wanted to build since ever. it has a lore! basically a hunting house that was used by a Russian hunter, then he mysteriously all of a sudden disappeared and everything he hunted vanished. he was meant to go back home since he had a family, but after the winter, no one ever saw him again. not even a shadow. well, you may discover something if you explore it, but be careful, some campers reported hearing screams at night and seeing a creepy cryptid walking and carrying a corpse. . .
tw: latchkey kid, neglect, poor household, trauma, arguing, cussing and mentions of dissociation.
The school bus stopped in front of the old house. The puddles reflected a defeated silhouette walking the sidewalk; holding the straps of a very loved backpack, looking at the worn pair of shoes now soaked with mud. It was close to the sunset, but the skies were grey. After a long rain, the sun couldn't shine any longer.
When the door opened, the silence almost pulled his tired body back to the streets, but he sighed and entered the house he was obligated to call home. His shoes now in the genkan were accompanied by another pair of much bigger ones. He knew he wasn't alone, at least physically.
As silent as the rooms, Villain picked up the milk gallon and the cereal box to eat something. He hated those but who would pay enough attention for his needs after all these years? The bowl was half full — or half empty, whatever you prefer — and this would need to do until dinner or even tomorrow.
TV was in a low volume. For the first time in his day, something was under his control. The fading noise turned into a deafening silence, merging with the background. Villain isn't there anymore. His eyes focused on an empty point while he lose himself on his own mind. All the thoughts were like a hurricane in an uncontrollable force, pushing him more and more away.
— Fuck. — A voice echoes and catches Villain's attention. It was his older brother. — Vi, wh-
— You forgot to pick me up. — Villain interrupted emotionless, eating a little more of his cereal and feeling his stomach painfully complain, disgusted. — Again. — He mumbled with a full mouth, stopping whatever his brother would say.
— I'm... So sorry, Vi... — He stepped closer, running his hands on his curly hair.
— How many times you'll be sorry? — His brother froze by his side. Villain was day after day more distant, colder.
His brother looked around, as if an answer and a solution would be sitting in the corner, waving for him. But everything he could find was a frame with their family picture in a shelf. He sighed and sat with the younger one.
— I know you're upset. You have the right to be, I would be too if I was on your shoes, but-
— You'd have soaked shoes if you were in mine. — With a tone of sarcasm and disdain, Villain whispered and left his empty bowl by his side, blocking any proximity between them.
His brother looked back at the door space and felt a lump in his throat. His old shoes, now being worn by his younger bro, soaked, dirt, in absolute no shape or way to be used again. A sudden movement caught his attention. Villain was leaving. He walked to the corridor and opened the bathroom door, being followed by his sibling.
— Listen, I promise you it'll be over soon. I just need to graduate and I'll get a better job, have more time for you and-
— Listen you. — Villain interrupted again. — When you graduate, I'll probably be old enough to take care of my own shit. Not like I'm not already doing it, but you will not need to worry about me. You'll be able to live your life and I will fucking live mine. Now leave me alone like you always do.
The older one felt his head boil. What a brat. But... It wasn't his fault to be this way. Vill's arm got grabbed with a considerable strength and he got pulled closer. Now both of them could look in the eyes for the first time after so long.
— Don't you think I care about you? Who's paying the bills all by himself? Who's skipping work days and everything else to attend to your school reunions? Who is the one working in two jobs to make sure you're eating? It's certainly not mom or dad, so I ask you to be a little more understanding that I can't be all. I'm just one and I wish I was your brother, not your mother or father. I don't even have a mother and father myself, have you ever thought about it? Who's taking care of me? Who's for me in this world?! — His voice was loud enough to stick in Villain's mind. His heart ached to know his brother's pov of life. But he couldn't do anything for him. He was still too young, but, how his brother managed to do everything being also young? Both of them were near to dissolve in tears, but though guys don't cry, do they? The older one released Villain and looked away, sighing. — I'll make our dinner. Don't spend too much time showering, the bill was a little expensive this month. — He walked away leaving Villain with new questions about life. Will he need to face all this pain in the future? Will his brother be fulfilled, happy and taken care of to pay all this pain he has going though? Who is going to be there for him?
— Me. — Villain whispered after closing the door behind him. — I'm the only one who can be there for him, the same way he's the only one who's here for me. But... How...? — His tears rolled down his face, while in the kitchen, his brother sat in the table and cried like a man. The skies were still grey and heavy, their hearts thundering in their chests like a stormy night: loud and scary, destructive, but at the same time, relieving.
📻﹒ what's your favorite "unfriendly" song? or do you have any song that you relate to your headspace?
One of them is this one below. I oftenly listen to songs that talk about breakups, substances or adult topics in general. Shinigami's songs are very deep and some are triggering. I like them still.
🥊﹒ do you have a favorite fight/battle style?
I love Kung Fu, Taekwondo, Judô, Aikido (being honest all Korean fights are very interesting for me). I'm not very sure which type of fight is Wriothesley's but I love how he just spams punches. I also like a lot fights using weapons that aren't guns: bats, sticks, nunchakus, swords and etc.
"A fugitive in the woods... A kid was spotted wandering in the midst of the dense forest. If you ever encounter it, please, do not be afraid and contact your local authorities. This kid is not dangerous. At least not until it screens your soul through your eyes."
some pngs are from @boofinator. do not repost/reupload or claim as yours. reblogs are appreciated. requests closed.
💣﹒ which aesthetic(s) describe your headspace the most?
Something between weirdcore/liminal spaces (even I'm so afraid of them, the vibes I bring to the function are kind of "abandoned places", "refugee" and things alike). Also some sort of folklore, 2000s and old tech/stuff in general. Post apocalypse is also something I'm very found of.
Anything that has to do with the words "chaotic", "havoc" and "rebellious". Yes, I'm a punk, an anarchist. I don't have a singular aesthetic, just things in general that surround my experiences in a comforting way. Forests, loneliness, dark corners, humidity, silence, cicadas singing outside, owls. A corrosive darkness filled with chaos, just like a black hole.
🦂🪖 for the ask game, pretty please!! - bunnelbaby 🐇💕
🪖﹒ what makes you feel strong? what are your strengths and things that encourage you?
Mainly when I look back at my own life and perceiving that "despite everything, it's still me". Knowing that my friends are still here with me, even I've changed so much that I'm unrecognizable for the majority of the world. Knowing that I'm not really a vile being, but a wounded one trying to recover AND noticing I am making effort to recover! Being accepted and receiving recognition for my effort and work, when people acknowledge that I was here/I made something makes me feel really good. For encouragement, I like to know that my past was bad, my present is bad and future will probably not be different, but midst of all this hectic existence, things can be wonderful, especially if I'm with my chosen family — a.k.a my friends!
Music, art, having labels and communities that I can feel I'm not alone. Having people that I can look up to and say "I want to be like this when I grow up" and big ones telling me something positive about myself or my creations. Just to be seen, understood, embraced.
🦂﹒ if you could have any creature as your pet, which would be?
I'd have a hell horse (no idea if this exists in any mythology, but if not, I just invented) made of dense shadows. For the simpler ones: I'd have a crow, an owl, a doberman or a hell dog (not a cerberus, just a dog in the same vibes as the hell horse). I'd probably be friends with rats and other rodents too.
🛹﹒ are you more a planner, a maker or a guard dog?
I'm very flexible, but my preferences are always to be the head of a gang. I'm a natural leader, so I always prefer to organize and command. I have some issues with receiving orders but I can manage if the leadership isn't bossy. And for being a guard dog, well, works for me too!
🍷﹒ if you like it, what's your favorite energy drink flavor? if you don't, create a custom drink!
Believe it or not, I've never had any energy drink in my life. But! I'd probably do something with tropical fruits. Passion fruit, pineapple, some strawberry just to make it sweeter.
🪚﹒ if you could create anything with your own hands, what would it be?
A teleporting device. Probably like Rick's (from Rick and Morty) because it'd be way simpler than a whole machine. But also maybe an indestructible armor like a giant robot that could shoot lasers! I'd solve some government issues very easily with this one.
🕷️﹒ do you kin any character/creature that may be considered scary or gross?
I do kin something that has no description but I can feel it's a beast-like cryptid. Something that walks in rainy forests or swamps, carrying a staff and a mossy cape; wearing an animal skull to hide the inhumane in my face. Some may find it scary and I don't blame them at all. I need to be feared.
🔪﹒ pick a weapon to defend yourself. can be anything!
A cool baseball bat with nails or blades would be my fave. I already have a bat but it's raw and simple. I also own a knife that I really like, but I want to collect more, especially the ones with translucent paintings. Pepper spray is a must.
"Even so, so scary, I don't think you are a mistake. I will not fear you by the scars in your face or the wounds in your heart." — a gentle soul once said, I must not be feared by being alive.
☠️﹒ if you had a poison, like a scorpion or snake, what would be their effects? would it be lethal?
🧟﹒ if you were a very scary/gross creature, which one would you be? and why?
🪖﹒ what makes you feel strong? what are your strengths and things that encourage you?
💥﹒ how do you impose yourself in society? how do you make your presence be perceived?
🍷﹒ if you like it, what's your favorite energy drink flavor? if you don't, create a custom drink!
🛹﹒ are you more a planner (the "head" of a gang that makes plans), a maker (the one who put the plan into action) or a guard dog (the one who stays at the door checking if someone will come)?
🥊﹒ do you have a favorite fight/battle style? (example: boxing, with swords, martial arts, etc.)
🧯﹒ what does help your "internal fire" (big and difficult feelings) to calm down? or even, who?
🔦﹒ what are you scared about?
🪚﹒ if you could create anything with your own hands, what would it be?
🪛﹒ if you could live in any "chaotic" alternative universe, which one would you go? (example, twd universe with zombies or something supernatural)
🧨﹒ what do you find coolest? smoke bombs (to sneak away from trouble) or colored dynamites (like fireworks)?
🦂﹒ if you could have any creature as your pet, which would be?
🪤﹒ if you could have a partner for your mischief or an enemy to fight against, which one would you prefer?
💣﹒ which aesthetic(s) describe your headspace the most?
🪓﹒ if you could delete one thing from existence, what would it be?
🔪﹒ pick a weapon to defend yourself. can be anything!
📼﹒ what's your favorite "unfriendly" movie/show/character? + do you have any agere headcanons for them?
📻﹒ what's your favorite "unfriendly" song? or do you have any song that you relate to your headspace?
🕷️﹒ do you kin any character/creature that may be considered scary or gross? (please, if you add any pictures, remember do cw! let's remain kind!)
⭒ 💢 be mindful that this ask is completely relating to your "unfriendly" side of regression, so asks like "💣﹒" must be answered with unfriendly aesthetic! this ask game is meant to completely escape the traditional cutesy regression. be wild!
⭒ for anyone whose regression feels "unfriendly" ( as in family/kid friendly ). those who enjoy adult media while regressed like horror movies / anything that may be considered scary, gross or inappropriate ( like songs with cussing & adult topics ). 💢
𓏹 🛹 : @bunnelbaby for archiving. do not use if you're nsfw / kink ( even 'sfw' ) / dualcom / pro endo / trnsid / radqr . 𔓕
