are you still thinking about infinity train / danganronpa crossover. because i most certainly am
always and in every which way.
it helps that every. single. character in infinity train has like, one skill that's emphasized or mentioned throughout their book so the assigning of shsls is very easy. less easy is orchestrating murders with a cast of like, 6, without anthropomorphizing denizens. so anthropomorphize we must. and then shsls get very difficult. whatever here's some bullet points:
i think lake would be shsl good luck and VERY insecure about it, esp given that their twin (tulip (shsl programmer (sorry chihiro))) got in for real.
i also think that in true danganronpa fashion they'd be a good protagonist character, but then so would jesse (shsl swimmer).
alan dracula would be the given shsl ??? and we would NOT find out what it is.
grace (shsl ballerina who, in leon-esque fashion, hates the image associated with her title. gunning for shsl delinquent or some shit instead) and simon (shsl boy scout who ALSO hates the fact that that's his title (even though you should always be prepared) and is ALSO gunning for shsl delinquent) spend the first few chapters planning the perfect double murder until grace has her Togami Moment and is like "actually i dont want this" and simon tries framing her for tuba's (shsl (lol) childcare worker) and the cat's (shsl (again lol) collector) murders instead.
i think atticus (shsl obviously a king) would be chapter one murder. idk who would do him like that but rip atticus
amelia (shsl engineer) as mastermind DUH with one filling a monokuma esque role. i think she repents at the end and executes herself before anyone can stop her. i imagine this as being very chapter 3 tsumiki esque in nature -- "im going to see my beloved" etc etc.
min (shsl keyboardist. also a good "good luck" candidate tbh) murders kez?? i GUESS?? idk infinity train is so small im running out of bitches to kill. probably on accident. i just think it'd be funney if he and ryan (shsl musician) got a ishimondo execution moment :-)
uhhh survivors tulip, jesse, lake, AD, grace, and ryan hehe
NOW if we're talking DR characters ON the train. oh boy. i'll just say this:
togami gets to be the cat also because i said so.
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i mean... preaching consent and reblogging noncon on the same blog isnt hypocrisy. its engaging in a kink that makes you personally uncomfortable. just bc something crosses your personal boundaries doesnt make it immoral. ik you were responding to hate but like. idk. i was hoping i wouldnt come onto tumblr to see my own kinks portrayed like they make me a bad person. or like practicing them consensually is hypocrisy and not, yknow, practicing kink in a safe, healthy, risk aware and consensual manner.
you were sent hate by someone who is going to hate you for having kinks no matter what they are. you don't have to shit on other ppls to respond to that. some of us are using it to cope with past sexual assault. we're not hypocrites and we're not predators.
hey, i take your point that it was tactless of me to discuss cnc w/o explaining my views
to be clear, my comment about the hypocrisy of cnc blogs was specifically aimed at hardcore r*peplay blogs. as someone who used to sh and looked at sh blogs (the kind that romanticise it), ig my opinions on one have influenced the other - although those blogs wld say that they didn't condone / support sh, they still enabled it by fostering a sense of community and acceptance around that was rlly harmful to a lot of ppl, myself included, and rlly warped my perception of it and how ppl saw it. there's obviously debate to be had abt whether ppl ever have an obligation not to post content bc said content is going to have negative consequences, but my stance is that ye, it's hypocritical to make content which could contribute to harmful behaviuor (r*pe, sh) even if you yourself don't support that behaviour.
at the same time i recognise that there's a lot of 'softer' cnc focusing more on carrying out fantasies with partners etc. i don't rlly know how to feel about that and i wldn't be surprised if it was a valid way to work thru trauma etc (similarly, i wldn't be surprised if it was usually more harmful than not). i don't want to see that content or have it on my blog but i don't feel like i know enough abt it to have a fully formed opinion on the morals of it
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How to not derail a physically disabled person's post -guide for abled neurodivergents
Hey this is a huge problem and a ton of my and other peoples posts about physical disabilities have been getting overrun with comments making it about mental illness and completely derailing the post.
Here's some things to think about before adding a comment/reply onto a physically disabled person's post:
Is the person talking about disabilities in general? Or are they only talking about physical disabilities?
Do they say specifically that neurodivergent people are welcome to comment? Or do they have a banner or tag that says DO NOT DERAIL
Check the comments and reblogs that are currently there. Are they already overrun with people making the same points you are? Are physically disabled voices getting drowned out?
Is the post tagged with cripplepunk only? (Aka not neuropunk or madpunk)
What is your addition adding to the conversation? How is it related to the original post? Is it shifting the conversation or generalizing it?
Did you actually read and internalize the post or did you only focus on adding your point of view.
Who is the intended audience for the post? Is it you? Are you listening or arguing?
Are you using their language for yourself?
Could the addition stand on its own as a separate post? (If so it probably should)
Think about how you would feel if someone did that to your post and everyone only talked about their problems and ignored your original statement. Think about how angry you'd be if they then said "you're not allowed to get mad cuz I said I wasn't derailing! I love you people!"
Also these questions can and should apply to other posts made by people who are frequently talked over (people of color, fat people, etc.) No your adhd autism does not count. There is a long history on this site of neurodivergent people talking over and taking over entire disability spaces and the problem persists today. This problem is why cripplepunk was created in the first place.
Yes mental illness deserves to be talked about. I'm proudly neurodivergent and often reblog posts from neurodivergent blogs. But you are able to make your own posts, you don't need to take over ours, especially when we are specifically pointing out how our physical disabilities differ from mental disabilities.
Also respect when someone asks you to please delete your addition. Mistakes happen what matters is how you respond to them. Learn from it and move on. Don't cry about the meanie cripples "censoring" you.
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Honestly though like if you're following Philza you should get used to the fact that since the dawn of him streaming RP people have violently disliked his reaction to any angst beats because like, the cc finds angst rp funny and is also a very giggly guy. And if you're here for drama and tragedy it looks like he's not taking the pain seriously, which is obviously going to be something you don't like seeing. Trust me. We have been here before. I have watched DSMP. There were people saying he didn't take Techno's IRL death seriously enough because he was positive on stream. Like, this is top five things people get mad at cc!phil and his characters for, after "breaks the fourth wall" and "is an imperfect person/parent" and "idk his vibes just grate and I read them as Bad y'know".
I personally think that like the fact that he was repeatedly saying to the eggs that they were gonna get Tubbo back, they'll bring him back with the create wrench cause he cares about create, don't worry it'll all be okay; that was all evidence that the character does care about Tubbo and for heaven's sake, if you want angst, read that as denial and you're fully comfortably in one of the recognized stages of grieving. I was making jokes the day people in my life died, this is also one of the ways people deal with loss. But I also see why that's a POV clash if you wanted a more straightforward depiction of grief and angst? Phil was pretty far from being in tears, which is what some people think was warranted. So like, sure, if you've been watching a specific perspective, Phil's reaction was trivializing. I can see that perspective as well.
It is not fun to see someone calling your POV "vile" and "heartless" and "too selfish to consider other people" and the other delightful stuff that I just saw on a scroll through the tag, but like, that's just POV clash, you gotta let people have their own opinions and block the neg tags and maybe block people who are being really loud. Sincerely, it does nobody any good to go beefing about people being mean about your favourite cubito. Post careful lore exploration on your own blog if you want but doing replies, sending anons, all of that is the way down which A Bad Time lies. Sincerely like, this has happened before, this will happen again, just go listen to good music or something and ignore it.
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Patterns: Teaser
Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x fem!reader
Genre: smut, 21+
Summary: Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is a pattern. So what does it mean when you find yourself in Wonwoo's bed over and over again?
Warnings: fuckboy wonwoo, friends(?) with benefits, multiple sex scenes, oral (f. & m. receiving), choking, face fucking, multiple sex positions, strength kink, exhibitionism, fingering, handjob, sleepy sex, jealousy, others TBD
Length: TBD
Note: this is a repost of my one shot! It’ll be a multipart series! the fic rn is about half way done and stands at 21k w/o revisions so anticipate it being closer to 40k and it’ll be divided into at least 3 parts or more
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Head dizzily bobbing to the music, your eyes slip shut. You know it's Wonwoo at your back, hips following closely, one hand around your waist and the other dragging a path of fire across your thigh.
This wasn’t the first time you found yourselves in this particular position. Since your roommates started dating, whenever alcohol was close enough to serve as a believable excuse, you managed to find each other like super charged magnets; gluing together and drowning in each other’s touch.
It wasn’t like anything more happened. That was the excuse you told yourself after the first time. A girls night out Mingyu and Wonwoo happened to stumble upon. You’d still been upset about the breakup with Seungcheol two months prior, indulging in the shitty white wine that only served to fuel your boldness.
You’d never admit seeking out Wonwoo with the knowledge Seungcheol couldn’t stand him; taking sick satisfaction in imagining the look on Seungcheol’s face as you let Wonwoo touch the way previously reserved for him. You pressed against Wonwoo’s front with little care who saw; a challenging gleam in your glossy eyes, daring him to push away. Not one to be bested, Wonwoo pressed back and the rest is history.
After the first night of the new game, you went home and came embarrassingly fast to the fantasy of what would have inevitably happened if he’d followed. The week after consisted of staunchly avoiding Wonwoo. Guilt and disgust plagued every waking moment, and if you had to look at him you knew you’d feel worse.
Your only real connection was your roommate Lisa dating his roommate Mingyu which meant your evasiveness went undetected for nearly a month before Wonwoo managed to cornered you at a party and demand to know what your “fucking problem” was. It was then you realized he either didn’t remember what happened or didn’t think it was anything to make such a big deal about. You never asked for specific but came to the conclusion: If he didn’t care, then why should you? It was just a bit of fun. A game of chicken neither intended to end.
Each time you came across each other on the weekends after, the stakes increased. Your hands wandered across his chest, cataloging the plains hard muscle hidden underneath the fabric of his shirt. Or your lips brushed against his neck, tongue and teeth following the trail of goosebumps. And Wonwoo called your bluff everytime. His thumb tracing against the underside of your breast while delivering a particularly harsh grind of his hips leaving very little to the imagination. Or when he spun you around, forcing you to look him in the eye as he pawed at the soft flesh of your ass, using his hands to drag you across his thigh between your legs.
But whatever transpired fizzled away by the time the night ended, both of you content to go separate ways and ignore whatever was left on the dance floor (or occasionally a wall). Tonight would be no different. It never was.
Wonwoo was fun to play with but that's all. Throw him flirty smiles, indulge in the bold touches, take a thrill in the chase and then retreat to the safety of the bar or drag one of your friends to the bathroom for a break. He let go without any argument; something you found disappointing much to your own chagrin. But Wonwoo’s eyes never left your figure the second it left his arms. Even if he found a new partner, he would watch you while he did everything he had already done and then all the things he would have done if you stayed.
“Come home with me.” He whispers in your ear, more of a command than a question, breaking the delicate silence surrounding your unspoken attraction.
The air in your chest grows thick. For a second, you think you misheard him, possibly hallucinating that he’s spoken at all. With the thrum of music and shouts it’s not out of the question.
Unable to turn in his grip, you settle for leaning back against his shoulder, neck stretching, giving him a direct view down your top, his eyes privy to the fact that you hadn’t worn a bra.
“Come home with me.” Wonwoo tries again, his hand squeezing your waist gently, pulling you closer to his body to feel the evidence of his arousal.
It's just the next level to the game, you think. The fantasy is tempting; taking you back to his apartment, spreading you out across his bed and making good on all the promises he’s teased into your skin for months.
If he wants to play, you’ll play too.
“What’s in it for me?” you hum, lips brushing his ear in a mimic of his motion moments ago.
Wonwoo responds with another curl of his hips against your ass.
God, he’s good at this. Wonwoo is the only guy to spark any kind of interest since Seungcheol left months ago. Not for lack of trying but they were either too tall, too short, weird hair, awful laugh. The list of excuses goes on and on. Subconsciously, you’d been comparing them all to the man behind you and found each of them lacking. But if Wonwoo wants to progress to the next level, he’ll need to work for it.
“Not convincing enough.” You chide.
The hand on your thigh pauses, taking a second to squeeze the supple flesh before setting a new course. Wonwoo moves slowly, giving you plenty of time to stop his advance if you wish. Not sensing an objection, he pushes forward. Even over the thick denim of your jeans, the scorch of Wonwoo’s palm against the zipper burns. Continuing lower, he grinds the heel of his palm against your clothed pussy, nothing more than mockery of the real thing but it has you shuddering all the same; shoulders caving as you clench around nothing. The slope of your shoulder stings under his mouth, licking waves of fire across the nerves with each nip of his teeth.
Wonwoo pants against the shell of your ear on the next rock of his hand, laughing as your nails dig into his wrist before he whispers, “Unless you want our friends to watch, trust me.”
You need to see his face; need to look in Wonwoo’s eyes and find out if he’s trying to rile you up or if he’s serious.
This time when you move, Wonwoo allows you to turn in his hold. The look in his eyes tells you he would take you right here if he thought for a second you’d let him. He isn’t trying to just get a rise out of you and see you squirm. Wonwoo isn’t playing a game.
He wants you.
You nod once and Wonwoo has you both out the door and on the way to his place before the song ends.
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