#also if this has been done before then my apologises for saying i created it

[usersanon]

Please be aware of the user @/saintsugu also known as Ezra.

Past pseudonyms include (but are not limited to: @/aces_high

I never thought that I would have to create a post like this. In my near 12 years on the internet, I never thought I would have to write down the words I am about to type, especially about a fellow fanfic creator, one I used to enjoy before I found out about the type of person he really is. I apologise for the long post, however I want to make sure I am as thorough as possible so I can bring this person to justice.

Before opening the read more/ continuing with this post, please read the trigger warnings. This will deal with heavy topics, ones that make me sick to my stomach. I apologise for all of the censoring in this post as well.

TW: P*DOPHILIA, UNDER*GE, SEXUALIZATION OF EDS AND SH

I would just like to start off by saying how difficult this post is for me to write. I have had to take multiple breaks while typing this out. I have felt disgusted since I first saw the posts on his twitter. Like I need to take a shower and scrub myself clean, however, at the same time I feel like I cannot sit idly by while Ezra still has a platform.

The posts I have seen on his twitter, what he actively endorses is just disgusting and predatory in nature. I have done my best to censor them so as to not continue the spread of such material. As of the time of this post, his twitter is still public.

HIS TWITTER (X) IS CURRENTLY UNDER THE NAME @/ezr_ace

First, I’ll give evidence I have to prove that the twitter account stated above is in fact his. I was wary at first as well, however, I believe this evidence in fact proves that beyond reasonable doubt that the account is his.

The obvious reasoning is as follows: Ezra goes by the pseudonym Ezra currently, and has gone by the pseudonym Ace in the past. Both the twitter account and his tumblr state that he is 21. Both twitter and tumblr themes are the same in nature, featuring manga panels of Suguru edited in the same way.

If you’re familiar with Ezra at all, you would know that they are very close with another user, Flora, also known as @/fyogasm. Previously known as @/pussydrunkfyodor on tumblr. When going through the followers of this twitter account, I noticed someone by the name of Flora following him (one of about 34 followers), with the user @/floratumblr. This account had their tumblr linked in the bio of the profile, and it led straight to Flora’s tumblr. Screen recording is posted below:

UPDATE: since Ezra has been called out, Flora has unfollowed Ezra’s Twitter as well as deleted her account. I can only assume it is to try and dodge the backlash of being associated with him. Here are screenshots proving they are moots/ interacting with each other.

Note: I do not know what this means for the content of Flora’s character. All I can say for certain is that she is close friends with him (to the point they have each others numbers), and that she follows his Twitter. I did not dive deep into her Twitter before she deleted it. But I can say that I do believe she knew the content he was posting about, otherwise she wouldn’t have deleted her Twitter the second he was called out while remaining mutuals with him on tumblr.

UPDATE 1/19/24 1:50 pm: Since creating this post, Flora has reached out and stated that they have broken all contact with Ezra. They state that they are not frequently on twitter, and was completely unaware of the type of content he was posting on the account. They state that the content found on the account has made them feel sick and that they are no longer friends anymore.

Back to the main point, this only adds to the similarities listed above. A close mutual that he has been seen actively talking to on his tumblr also follows him on twitter, endorsing his behavior. This alone was too much for me to ignore. However, one final factor came into play that solidifies that user ezr_ace and user saintsugu are the same Ezra.

He not only posted to his tumblr about hateful anon messages, but also his twitter at the same time. Right after the messages were sent, he tweeted the following, as well as posted the following messages on his tumblr. Screenshots with time stamps posted below:

This for me, confirms that the two accounts are the same. There are simply too many coincidences for me to ignore. I feel that there is no argument about the validity of the accounts, as there are just too many similarities to ignore. Now, I can delve into what the post is really about. The content of the Twitter account.

P*DOPHILLIC ACTIONS AND UNDRE*GE CONTENT.

To put it simply, I was horrified when I first opened the profile to be greeted with Shotacon artwork. Full on artwork of an adult Toji a*saulting a child Gojo. In this artwork, Gojo looks as if he can be no older than 10. Most of the image is censored for obvious reasons, however, part of the screenshot appears in the video above as well. Proving that it cannot have been doctored in any way.

As you can see, the post is tagged with tw sh*ta. For anyone unaware, the definition of Sh*ta is as follows: “Sh*ta is a term used in manga and anime fandoms to indicate sex involving an under*ge boy.” (Fanlore.org) Aka, CP.

It is disgusting to see someone who I once enjoyed, once trusted, interact with literal cp. Drawing or not, the effect of it is still massive. Viewing children (ANYONE UNDER*GE) in a sexual nature is harmful to everyone. It breaches past dark content into something horrible. Something dangerous.

I felt sick seeing someone be as brazen as to repost a picture of a child being a*saulted. To get off on it. It is p*dophilic. That is the only way it can be put.

Further on this, he has written smut of, in his words, “not necessarily under*ge” Suguru in highschool. There is a whole thread on it on his profile, however, I will not be showing it here. The screenshot below describes the nature of the whole post from his own words.

When I first read “not necessarily under*ge”, my first and only question was literally, what the fuck does that mean? Either he is under*ge or not. There is not some fuzzy grey area coating the world between adults and children.

But sure, give him the benefit of the doubt. That does not excuse him liking multiple posts tagged with under*ge content. The most recent being less than an hour ago. Posts censored to the best of my ability below.

These posts all point to the same thing. The disgusting, undeniable truth that this man is attracted to under*ge content. Content depicting minors in sexual scenarios. Content that no member of society should ever consume. He is a p*dophile. For viewing this content of his own accord. For liking it, for reblogging it. For creating it on his own. He is a disgusting person.

FOLLOWING MINORS.

Him interacting with content like that above, consuming it in any capacity at all makes him unsafe to be around. For anyone. Especially minors.

Even though his blog is 18+, even though he preaches that minors should stay away from his blog. He still found himself following a 16 year old. Becoming mutuals with them. The fact this person is 16 is clearly displayed on their blog as well (in their pinned post).

Screenshots shown below. The individual’s user is censored out as, once again, they are a minor and I don’t feel they should have to be wrapped up in this mess.

Once again, Ezra is someone who preaches about minors staying out of adult spaces. Multiple times he has complained on his blog about minors following him and having to block them. You would think he does the same and would be more careful about curating his online spaces, however it he fails to do that.

I don’t believe this can be boiled down to a simple case of missing the age in their bio— this user has their age in their pinned post, as well as their about me. Along with the sexualisation of minors prevalent on his Twitter, it makes me extremely uncomfortable to know that he is following a minor in any capacity. I’m sure it would make anyone.

SEXUALIZING EDS AND SH.

To end the laundry list of posts on his twitter, we have him writing smut glorifying eds, as well as liking posts depicting sh in a sexual light. As always, screenshots are shown below, censored to the best of my ability.

In the post listed above, Suguru is described in a way that is hard to stomach. While it is not nearly as bad as everything else stated above, I feel it is still necessary to include, especially because in this pairing he has often described and implied Suguru to be a minor. There is a line and he has crossed it several times, this is just another example of such. Serving as the cherry on top to further demonstrate his mindset.

Dark content and discussion of these subjects in fiction are not the problem. The disturbing part of this is that Ezra often uses these tropes within his min*r/adult sexual fantasies, and when paired with the sh*ta and under*ge content, leaves a very poor taste in the mouth. It comes across as not only a gross f*tishization, but a gross f*tishization of taking advantage of a minor that way.

A DISCUSSION ON THE LIMITS OF DARK CONTENT.

In this section, I feel that it is important to touch on how dark content plays into all of this. I’d like to expressly state that this is NOT a condemnation of dark content or its consumption.

Dark fiction and dark content are a fine line. It’s a fantastic tool for exploring taboos and emotions or experiences that aren’t often talked about openly. DC creates what is essentially a safe space for exploring things that are not typically done or seen in the real world, with the knowledge that writing or engaging with it does not necessarily mean condoning it. That being said, this callout post is NOT about being anti-dc. Dark content is a literary or artistic tool. Keeping all of this in mind, to actively engage with sh*ta content in which a character is depicted sexually not only as a minor, but as a child, and to be sexually aroused by that image is the definition of p*dophilia. Writing or drawing children and engaging with that content in a sexual capacity is p*dophilia and at the very least, has p*dophilic tendencies. This is not dark content, this is p*dophilia.

It is one thing to write or create dark fiction between adults for the purpose of gratification or exploration of social dynamics and it is entirely another to engage with art of a child engaging in sexual acts with an adult for (seemingly) the intent purpose of sexual gratification. Everyone draws their own line, but it is also important to acknowledge that there are some depictions of taboo subjects that border (if not fully step-into) harmful, p*dophilic content that perpetuates behavior and mental tendencies that truly are dangerous.

To engage with a drawing of a child and a full grown adult in sexual acts for the purpose of sexual gratification is incredibly fucked up. And the fact that minor and adult p*rnography are not just common, but dominating Ezra's twitter page, should be an absolute red flag. It’s okay to acknowledge that dark content is a medium for fiction while also acknowledging that there are some ways of engaging with it that are harmful, especially when it is so glaringly obvious that the content is between a child and an adult (the art I am talking about specifically really is a child. I don’t urge anyone to look at it, but it is gojo depicted as a child of maybe 8 - 10 years old. I’m not using the term child as an umbrella term for minors here).

The problem, stated very plainly, is that the post/s he is engaging with are sexual depictions of a child with the purpose of sexual gratification. That’s the point here. It’s not the dark content, but rather that he is retweeting posts depicting a child of about 8-10 engaged in sexual acts and created for the purpose of sexual gratification.

Once again, this is not a condemnation of dark content. Dark content can be used in so many valuable ways— facing trauma, dealing with taboo subjects, exploring the literary world in a safe and healthy way. As someone who actively consumes dark content, I will be the first to tell you this. However there should always be limits to the types of content produced. Gaining any kind of gratification from looking at a child being a*saulted is disgusting. It is p*dophillic. Especially when he actively engages with minors on his platform.

This is not a conversation of morals— which side is right and wrong. But rather a conversation about the safety of children. This is not a conversation about ageing up as that is not what he is doing. The characters being depicted here are not being aged up, rather are being depicted as minors, or literal children being used for the sexual gratification of adults.

The issue here is a p*dophile. Not dark content. Not anything else.

CONCLUSION.

I’ll be honest, post was extremely hard for me to create. Discovering that someone I once thought was close to me is this kind of person feels disgusting and abhorrent. I honestly wish I never had the displeasure of meeting them in the first place.

Hopefully, by the end of this post you are able to see the kind of person Ezra really is. I could not be silent about this. I knew that the moment all I found all of this out. This post has been very difficult for me to write, but I hope by the end of it some good will come. Some people will be able to avoid interacting with this man.

I believe Ezra needs professional help, and truly hope that he is able to get it some day soon.

Please be careful with who you interact with on the Internet. Adults and minors alike, there are predators everywhere. Please try your best to stay safe in your own online spaces. All of the love in my heart goes out to anyone who has survived child expl*itation. I hope for nothing but the best for you in the future.

Thank you all for taking the time to read this post. I know it is long and triggering for most people. I hope you all have wonderful days and try your best to take care of yourself.

Listed below are some important numbers I would like to bring awareness to before this post is over.

National Child Ab*se Hotline (USA): 1-800-422-4453

National Center for Missing and Exploited Children (USA): 1-800-843-5678

The National Sexual A*sault Hotline (USA): 1-800-656-4673

Childline (UK): 0800-1111

International Child Helpline: 116-111

TLDR: Ezra has a Twitter account where he retweeted artwork of a child gojo being a*saulted by an adult toji. He liked as well as created posts depicting under*ge characters (literally tagged with ‘under*ge’). All while being mutuals with a 16 year old on tumblr.

Tags used to try and spread awareness. I tried to mostly include fandoms that he is in.

UPDATE: lmfao, he has since deleted the retweet of sh*ta gojo after he was called out. Literally proving that it was him.

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[thorniest-rose]

Hi everyone,

A lot’s happened over the last few days and I know that I’ve been under a lot of scrutiny and the subject of conversation, so I wanted to take a moment to talk about it with you. I didn't address it last week when I was told that people in the fandom were posting about me and sharing screenshots of my blog. This was to protect my mental health, but now I want to share my own thoughts.

It's really hard not to lash out in situations like this because of how much it hurts. To go through something like this is shocking and humiliating, it rips the ground up from under your feet. But I didn't want to go on the attack because I knew how much worse that would make things. No matter how opinionated I am, conflict makes me feel sick and makes me want to hide. So instead of lashing out, I've done a lot of thinking over the past few days, not just about what's happened to me, but about things I've done and what could have led to this.

Firstly, I want to apologise to everyone whose feelings I may have hurt when I posted certain things in the past. I want any space that I cultivate to be a happy, positive one for the people who spend time here and at times I think I’ve unintentionally created an atmosphere that has felt combative or alienating. I honestly never consider myself to be a well-known writer or someone whose voice has reach in the wider fandom. No matter how many followers I have or how many people read my fics, I always see myself as a girl just spending time on her tumblr, but that's naive and I should have recognised that in a shared space, all opinions are seen and have an impact. 

Discourse is my least favourite thing about interacting in fandom and there have been times where I’ve let myself be drawn into it. That doesn’t mean it’s ever okay to look down on what other people enjoy and I really regret posting those things now because that’s not who I am as a person. Expressing displeasure and other negative feelings isn’t what I want to engage in and I should remember how easy it is for flippant, spur of the moment comments to be taken out of context. Saying things like “I don’t like this” even on my own blog is immature and beneath me and I’m genuinely sorry.  

I am also in no way any sort of authority on how these characters are written, no one is. A fandom is for everyone. I’m passionate and vocal in my own space because I treat my tumblr as a slumber party with my friends, but in my enthusiasm, there have been times where it seems like I’m saying my characterisations are the only valid ones. I don’t think that’s the case at all, and I genuinely love and admire the creativity in this fandom. I’ve said this before, but just because I have preferences doesn’t mean I want every characterisation to be the same as mine because that would become extremely dull. I believe that any and all interpretations should have an audience.

However, while I take responsibility for the things I've said on my blog, the things that have been said about me in response have been extremely spiteful and damaging. I never wanted a war with anyone. I should know better than to court discourse in such a volatile fandom, even inadvertently. To take issue with me and what I said is fine, I accept the criticism and apologise; at times my comments have been juvenile and mean-spirited. But a group of people targeting me, screenshotting my posts, calling me names and attacking what I write isn’t proportionate at all and encourages a wider pack mentality. I think we should all remember that there is an actual person behind the screen reading the things that we post and that our words can cause real harm. It’s easy to dehumanise an avatar and a username. And I think it speaks to a rot at the heart of fandoms that so many people find pleasure in fighting and where feelings can fester into hatred and vitriol.

I am outspoken and passionate about what I love. I sometimes bristle at things I see that don’t gel with my ideas or at a misjudged tone, and I post about them instead of seeing the bigger picture and moving on. It’s a flaw and something I’m working on, to be more open and less reactive. I don’t want fighting or tension, and I don’t want rivalries. I also don’t ever want to make people feel like their characterisations are wrong/invalid/unworthy or that they themselves don’t belong and that I’m some kind of fandom queen bee trying to ice them out. While that’s genuinely never been my intention, I can see how things have been taken that way and I’m sorry for that too.

Again, I’m sorry to everyone I’ve hurt or alienated with comments that I’ve made. I always want to be kind and compassionate. And while I don’t think what’s happened over the past few days is OK, I can see the bigger picture and why things I’ve said, or the atmosphere I’ve cultivated, has planted seeds of resentment. I've also unblocked the person who's been posting about me, if they want to reach out to talk privately.

I know there are people reading this who have been following me for the past four years, and in that time have seen me struggle, and fall down, and make mistakes, but hopefully grow and learn from those mistakes too. I’m so grateful to you all.

I’m going to take a break from tumblr for a week or so, to spend time away from socials, to connect with friends and other passions and focus on self-care. And to write, of course, because I’ll always be writing, whether it’s here or elsewhere.

See you all soon,

Brooke 💕

[hotteoki]

happily ever after (j.w.y.)

pairing: wooyoung x reader (no pronouns used)

genre: different lives au, est. rel., friends to lovers, angst, strangers passing by

wc: 0.7k

cw: mentions of a hospital

thank you to @sobun1est, @daesukiii and @liumoonlight for beta reading !!

©️ hotteoki || do not translate or repost on to any other platforms

In one life, Wooyoung rushes down to his mother’s garden upon hearing Hermes’ message. “Eros!” you call upon seeing his relieved and forgiving expression. 

“Psyche,” he replies with a soft sigh, every ounce of adoration soaked in the simple word that is your name. He engulfs you in the tightest embrace he can muster, breathing in the flowery scent you gained from the hours you worked in his mother, Aphrodite’s garden. “I’ve forgiven you. I always have,” he responds to your unspoken question, brushing your hair behind your ear, before kissing you softly. 

You gaze up at him, pressing your forehead against his, “I love you. In every life, I will love you.” But from the small gleam in his eyes, you realise you hadn’t needed to say those words at all; He had already known.

In another life, Wooyoung sits down across from you in the school cafe, placing your takeaway cup in front of you on the table as he sips on his own. He watches as the corners of your mouth curve up into a smile, and he thinks he’s never seen a sight more beautiful in his life. 

“Have I got anything on my mouth?” you ask while wiping your lips with the napkin he held out for you. “No,” he answers. He asks you if you have any more lessons for the day, grinning from ear to ear when you shake your head. 

He tells you he’s going to take you on a trip to the local arcade, and that is where he’ll confess his true feelings for you. 

In a different life, Wooyoung has his head laid on your lap, your hands combing his hair sending tingles all over his body. You both watch the sunset while listening to the gentle crashes of the waves, the sand as soft as cushions underneath the two of you. 

He looks up at you and gives you a tap on the nose, “You’re so cute.” You let out a small laugh at his words, which is also known as Wooyoung’s favourite sound in the world. He absentmindedly picks up a shell next to your legs, bringing it up to show you. You take it from him, smiling serenely, “I’ll ask Miyeon to make it into a necklace for me.”

So you did, and it warms Wooyoung’s heart every time he sees that very shell dangling around the chain on your neck.

In the next life, Wooyoung walks down the streets of Paris with the other members. They finished their tour yesterday and were told they had a day off today. He peers through the glass windows of the department stores on the street, glancing at the luxurious clothes briefly before moving on to the next. 

He really should’ve been listening to San calling his name, he probably wouldn’t have bumped into you that way. You turn back to him, apologising profusely, before giving him a shy smile and continuing down the road. 

Wooyoung barely registers what had just happened. The only thing he does register, though, is that he can never imagine anyone as breathtaking as you are.

In the life after that, Wooyoung passes you the graffiti can, watching as you spray the huge block letters on the wall. It’s a message he had suggested previously. 

He stays on guard, head swinging around to make sure there aren’t any cops nearby to catch you two. “And I think we’re done,” you declare, pulling at his arm to step back and admire the words. ‘WAKE UP.’ 

He turns solemnly to you, “Do you think it’s possible? Change, that is.” You look up at him. A moment passes before you give him a bitter smile, “No.”

But in this life, all Wooyoung can do is wait in this stiff chair. Waiting, waiting, waiting… 

He holds your hand, gaze shifting from the view by the window to you. Your matching rings catch in the sunlight and reflect off onto the walls, creating a faint rainbow that’s just enough for Wooyoung to sit up properly, a ray of hope blooming in his chest. 

He exhales softly, pursing his lips and squeezing your hand, “I love you. In every life, I will love you.” 

He leans forward to kiss you on the forehead, not even noticing the words tumbling out of his mouth, only choking back a sob when turning to meet with the all-too-familiar sight of you in your hospital bed again.

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for still being pissed at my friend for listening to AI porn?

cw for non-consensual porn

a couple months ago my friend (15F) and I (14F) were talking about her crush on a video game character, and she told me that she had listened to audio porn made using the character's voice

i told her that was shitty because the voice actor hadn't consented for her voice to be used for porn, and my friend realised (bc somehow she hadn't thought of it before) that what she had done was shitty

earlier this week I took part in a debate, and spoke about the damage AI can do to people, specifically when it comes to deepfaked or AI-created porn - and it just kind of hit me that someone who I hang out with regularly, who I would consider a friend, used AI porn

since then I've been reconsidering how I feel about her, and even whether I can still be her friend in good conscience, because what she did REALLY goes against my principles - if somebody who wasn't my friend had done the same thing, I would probably have been furious, and completely rethought my opinion of the person

i talked to my best friend, who's also friends with this person, about it, and they said that since she apologised when I told her and she realised it was harmful, she probably just didn't think her actions through (which is common for this person, she has fwb relationships on discord, with people our age, ie minors, which include sending and receiving nudes - that also gives me a bad feeling but not as bad as the ai porn thing)

despite that my best friend thinks I'm being too harsh (they didn't say exactly that but it was pretty clear) I'm still really pissed off, and I'm rethinking whether I want to stay friends with this person

additional complicating factors: we're in a lot of classes together next year, so it would be very awkward if we stopped being friends. also, she's the kind of person who constantly asks us if we're mad at her or secretly hate her, or if we're going to leave her, and she would definitely be upset if she knew how I felt

ugh. this is way too long. i really hope she doesn't see this bc she does have tumblr 😭😭

tl;dr: one of my friends listened to AI audio porn made using a voice actor's voice, and doing a debate speech about deepfake porn recently made me realise that I'm really not okay with that

my best friend thinks I'm being too harsh, but AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[dappledstars]

I CAN’T HELP BUT LOVE YOU

✧ — prince!logan sargeant x bodyguard!oscar piastri ( fluff )

  Keeping up with the eccentric prince of Williams has always been a challenge on its own. The young man ran away from his lessons, hid from his servants when they wanted to dress him up in a ridiculous way, and was always curious about things he could not find in the castle. Most of the palace staff abhorred the idea of chasing after him, for the prince knew where they would never look. Therefore, they left this arduous task to the one who rightfully was supposed to deal with him — the prince’s bodyguard. Although the majority of the staff suspected the bodyguard of being in on the prince’s antics, none of them complained, for he was able to bring back the prince much quicker than any of them could. 

   Oscar tightened the clasps on his commoner’s cloak before pulling the ragged hood over his head. He turned to the prince, his lips curled into an amused smile as he watched him struggle. After a few minutes of silent laughter, Oscar decided to end his relentless wrestle-match with the linen cloak. Amidst the prince’s irritated mumbles, he gently took the clothing from his hands. 

   At Logan’s stunned and somewhat offended face, he chuckled. “Turn over, your highness. I’ll help you.” 

   “I could have done it.” The prince whined, yet still followed Oscar’s request. The bodyguard laughed as he draped the material over Logan’s rich silk. 

   “If I had let you do it, we would’ve left tomorrow.” He teased lightly, as his fingers worked, deftly adjusting the cloak to fit the prince’s broad shoulders. Then, he pushed the cloak over his head, successfully messing up the maid’s meticulous styling on his blonde locks. Oscar was going to have to apologise to her later. “Done.”

   Logan fidgeted with the strayed ends of the clothing, a sad excuse as compared to his usual voluminous ones. “It’s itchy.”

   His words startled another laugh out of his bodyguard. “Yeah, well, deal with it. You said you wanted to experience the Solstice with me, so you better deal with it.” He then frowned at the realisation of how thin the material was. “You sure you don’t need an extra layer? It’s going to be freezing out there.”

   Logan shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I’m not shivering now, see?”

   “There’s a raging fireplace in front of you.” Oscar deadpanned as he doubled a fur cloak over his clothing. “You sure?”

   “I’ll be fine, Osc. Don’t worry.”

   It’s my job to worry, especially with my head on the line if you die of frostbite. But Logan was also the prince, and every single command and request of his had to be followed, no matter how stupid it was. Oscar sighed. “If you say so.”

   Logan grinned, his hand resting on the spine of Assassins through the Ages. “Shall we go then?”

   For most of their childhood, the two boys had spent their time uncovering the secrets of the castle, searching every nook and cranny for hidden entrances and concealed switches. Oscar didn’t know whether to regret this — Logan usually used them to escape from his lessons — or applaud it — they were very useful for sneaking food from the kitchen. Now, as he consulted the hand-drawn map the two had created, he applauded it. A hidden switch behind Assassins through the Ages made for a perfect beeline to the village. 

   Logan hummed thoughtfully as he ran his hands along the stone walls. “What’s so special about the Winter Solstice?”

   “Well, the Winter Solstice happens in the kingdom every 22nd December. It marks the first day of winter, and symbolises the coming of light through the dark.” Oscar replied. This was the first time the two of them were to spend the Solstice together, for Oscar usually went back to his family to celebrate. Logan had been curious, so Oscar made a — probably unwise — decision to invite him over to his place for the celebrations even though the prince was grounded for being late to one of the royal events. 

   Logan nodded along, although Oscar wasn’t sure he was actually listening. They descended through the bowels of the palace, their path lit only by a single lantern that Oscar held on to tightly. Soon, the shadows thinned as the tunnel came to an end and light streamed through the wooden trapdoor above the two. According to the map, it was supposed to lead to one of the abandoned warehouses in the village.

   Oscar cautiously pushed it open, bouts of dust falling into the hole. He coughed and fanned the air. He gestured for Logan to enter. “You go first, then pull me up.”

   Logan nodded before gripping onto the wooden frame and pulling himself up, Oscar gently supporting his ascent, his hands firm on the prince’s waist. He coughed and rubbed his nose upon reaching the warehouse, shaking out his clothes as he straightened. Then, Logan extended his hand out to Oscar, who took it immediately, albeit a bit too eagerly. The prince’s grip was firm and his hand was warm. Oscar found that the sensation was making his face flush. 

   He let out a few coughs upon reaching the dusty location, rubbing his chest. Logan raised an eyebrow at him in concern. “You okay? You look a bit red.”

   Oscar’s face reddened further. He coughed again to try and cover it up. “It’s… dusty.”

   Logan nodded, but the bodyguard could see that he was not fully convinced. The prince rubbed his arms slightly before pulling his linen garb closer to his body. “It’s cold here.” 

   “It’ll be even colder outside.” Oscar warned with a slight sigh. He ran a hand through his hair before adjusting his hood. “Ready?”

   The prince shivered. “Yeah.”

   With a flourish, Oscar flung open the wooden door. Almost immediately he shivered, the autumn breeze wrapped around him albeit the various cautions he took. He rubbed his arms subconsciously, trying to generate more warmth. 

   Oscar thought it was working, that is until a warm pair of arms snaked around his waist, holding him tight and pulling him close to the shuddering prince. His face grew warm. He hoped Logan wouldn’t notice. 

   “What are you doing…?” He whispered, though the streets were too noisy for anyone to pay them any heed. 

   Logan nuzzled his face into Oscar’s knitted scarf. “Getting warm.”

   And he was getting him warm too. The bodyguard’s blush darkened. “I told you to wear extra layers, you dolt.” He said his words in a scolding tone, though there was a hint of laughter behind them. 

   The prince chuckled and held him tighter. “You don’t mind… do you?”

   Oscar rolled his eyes but he couldn’t stop a smile from forming. He sighed. “I don’t.”

   Logan’s face brightened. It was cute. It didn’t help the blush fade. “So, where are we heading?”

   “My place, remember?”

   “Wait, so we’re not staying in the village to enjoy the festivities together?” 

   He seemed almost disappointed. Oscar gave him a deadpan stare. “No. I already told my family you’ll be coming over and Olivia’s convinced you’re a fairy prince.”

   “What?” Logan sounded a mix of perplexed and flattered. He furrowed his brows, his nose tinted with red from the cold.

   Oscar wanted to laugh. “You wouldn’t want to disappoint her, right?”

   Logan didn’t. Although Olivia hadn’t been born the last time he had met with Oscar’s family, the framed pictures in his room were enough to make the prince find the girl absolutely precious with her missing tooth and chestnut pigtails.

   The prince sighed. “So, where are we going? Where is your house anyways?” 

   “You’ll see.”

   Every single time he had met the Piastris was in the castle, where Oscar had invited them to stay in. Logan was more than welcoming. He had never actually been to or seen his bodyguard’s childhood home. The pair of prince and bodyguard weaved their way through the crowded streets before stopping at a rusted iron gate marking the entrance to the woods. 

   Logan’s grip on Oscar tightened as he surveyed the sight. Although it was yet to pass the afternoon, the woods were already darkening. The prince had heard rumours of the ominous location, and wasn’t all that eager to enter. Oscar shook his head at Logan’s fearful expression, his dark bangs falling into his face as he grinned. The soft glow from its orange-blue flames of the lantern drew shadows on both of their features and lit a path through the dense trees.

   “It’s not that scary.” Oscar comforted with a smile. Logan didn’t seem convinced, hugging the bodyguard tighter. 

   “Your house is in the woods?” The prince’s voice shook, his face slightly pale albeit the red spots of cold. “I heard that people who enter don’t come out…”

   Oscar laughed. “That’s nonsense. I’ve entered tons of times, and I’m still here, aren’t I?”

   “Maybe that only works because you’re from the woods! I’m not, what’s gonna happen to me?” Logan’s grasp strengthened with every word he spoke, his heart racing. Oscar could hear its heartbeat pounding in his ears. He chuckled softly, before gently prying his hands off of his waist and squeezing them with a smile.

   “You’ll be fine. You’re with me, remember?” 

   Oscar could’ve sworn he saw the prince blush. But judging from the weather, it was probably just the cold. A smile curled on Logan’s lips as he nodded, letting his hand drop to the side as he held on to Oscar’s with a firm grip. “Right.”

   With a smile, the two of them descended into the bowels of the forest, the fading autumn light guiding their way. 

   The woods were silent, the lantern Oscar held up the only thing illuminated their path. Shadows quivered around them as leaves scrunched under their boots, venturing deeper into the forest. Logan was itching to unsheathe his sword, Oscar’s confident stride the only thing preventing him from doing so. That and the frigid temperature that was inevitably paralysing him. But Oscar’s hand was warm and his grip firm — firm enough to stop Logan’s imagination of what lies in the woods. 

   The first snow had fallen ages ago, and its descent wasn’t getting any slower. Logan had one of Oscar’s many fur jackets draped over his body, otherwise he would’ve frozen to death. Logan didn’t even bother arguing when Oscar offered it to him — partly because of his chattering teeth and partly because it felt good to wear something of Oscar’s. It smelled good too — burnt hickory wood with hints of cinnamon and honey. 

   The falling snow and wind didn’t cease, instead getting stronger with each minute. Logan squinted at the white forest. His hand squeezed Oscar’s before asking, “Are we there yet?”

   The wind howled around him and a snowflake entered his eye, but Oscar’s voice still cleaved through the pandemonium. “No… we need to find shelter.”

   For the first time throughout this whole journey, Logan heard Oscar waver. Of course he would falter. These were the woods of Williams, prone to rumours and disappearing travellers. The deluge of wind and snow were telltale signs of what could be a blizzard. Logan was terrified and shivery, but he knew he had to be strong. 

   For Oscar.

   He held the bodyguard’s gloved hands tightly — not scared, just steady. The prince craned his neck, blue eyes scanning for a sign of a shelter through the raging winter. Spotting a cave, he tugged Oscar along with a small smile though he could barely make out his companion’s features through the snow. 

   Any other time, the cave in the woods would have frightened the young prince, fantastical stories of mystery clouding his imagination. Now Logan would rather brave the dark and damp than freeze to death in the blizzard. Oscar struck another match against the rock before lighting up the kindling he had pocketed from the prince’s fireplace. Always so prepared, he was. The bodyguard placed the fading lantern beside them as they huddled close to the flame, elbows touching. 

   Logan rubbed his numb hands together, trying his best to suppress a sneeze. He glanced at Oscar, who was strangely silent. The flames were reflected in his hazel eyes, his expression unreadable. The silence was tense. Logan didn’t like it.

   He nudged Oscar gently. “You okay?”

   The young man jumped, before rubbing his nose with was tinted red. “I— yeah, I’m fine.”

   The prince knew Oscar long enough to detect a lie. He frowned. “What’s wrong? That’s an order.”

   The bodyguard hesitated. “I, um… I’m just worried.”

   Logan stayed silent, waiting for him to elaborate. Which he did after a few breaths. “I’m worried about a lot of things, to be honest — my family being caught up in the blizzard, the two of us not making it to my place, my family worrying about us not making it to my place… a lot of things.”

   Then there were the unspoken words: I’m worried that we might not make it back. 

   Logan didn’t blame him for worrying. He opened his mouth to speak, to comfort him, to tell him that everything was going to be alright. But Oscar spoke once more. His eyes met Logan’s, and the prince could see a mix of emotions in them — worry, desperation and a hint of fear. And something else. It made Logan’s heart race. 

   “Logan,” Not ‘your highness’ or ‘milord’, but his very own name. Oscar’s eyes were pleading. “Do you know what happens to me if you don’t make it back?”

   What about you? Logan wanted to ask. Instead, he just shook his head. 

   “They’ll have my head on a stake.” Oscar let out a bitter laugh though nothing was funny. 

   “What-!?” The prince didn’t even know exactly why he was surprised. He was the sole heir to the Williams Kingdom, and was frankly endangering his life just by being out of the castle. Adding on, he was technically grounded so he was not supposed to be out of the castle anyways. Logan wanted to yell at Oscar, ask him why the hell did he allow his life to be on the line because of his charge’s stupid decisions. 

   But he didn’t. 

   Because he didn’t regret it. 

   If he hadn’t done all the stupid things he’d done, he wouldn’t be in a dark cave seeking refuge from a blizzard, huddling over a flame in a commoner’s cloak. He wouldn’t have been able to don Oscar’s fur jacket and be this close to him any other way. 

   Logan must have been quiet for too long, because Oscar frowned and nudged him slightly. “You okay?”

   A grin curved on Logan’s lips. Before he even registered what he was doing, the prince found himself leaning in towards him. “Want your head on a stake?”

   Oscar’s face was red, moving back on instinct, as he shook his head.

   Logan’s grin grew. He shifted closer to his bodyguard, their noses almost touching. “Then I’m gonna have to get warmer.” 

   Logan was never a pushy person, and Oscar liked that about him. He would never force his decisions onto anyone and valued Oscar’s advice, though his hyper-curiosity did get annoying at times. Oscar wasn’t the type of person to rush things. He preferred to take everything slow and into consideration, calculating every single move with caution. 

   But now, with Logan’s lips a few centimetres away from his own, he couldn’t help but wish he would move faster. The tempestuous weather outside the cave’s solace seemed to be dull and muffled and the fire’s crackling softened to a quiet sizzle. Oscar felt Logan’s breath on his face, misting with the cold, the scent of something minty and fresh. 

   Logan seemed to blush, as a small smile appeared on his lips. He looked almost shy, the playful exterior giving way to a bashful side of the prince. His voice was barely above a whisper. “Can I… kiss you?”

   Adrenaline rushed through his senses, driving all sound out from that moment. For a single second, Oscar replayed those words in his head. Can I kiss you? He knew the answer. It had been in him for all those years, all those times the two had spent together. But now, when his dream was finally realised, the words seem to clog in his throat. But for once, Oscar couldn’t care less. He wasn’t that talkative, after all.

   In a heartbeat, Oscar pressed his lips to Logan’s own. 

   And almost immediately, Logan reciprocated.

   Fireworks erupted in Oscar’s belly, butterflies taking flight as his heartbeat raced. It started out tender, like the first snowflake that had landed on Logan’s nose. The prince caressed Oscar’s cheeks gently, spreading a soft blush across the bodyguard’s features. Epinephrine pulsed through Oscar’s veins and pushed him forward. He pressed himself closer to Logan, who seemed to have the same idea. It got deeper. Oscar savoured the taste of Logan’s lips — it felt so soft. 

   So right.

   Only when they both jerked away, gasping for air did Oscar truly realise how much he craved it. How much he needed Logan. 

   The fire went out with a gust of winter wind, sending chills into the refuge of the cave. Almost immediately, Logan wrapped his arms around Oscar in an embrace, his teeth chattering. Oscar chuckled, flushing crimson. Logan gave him a childish pout before he laughed too. It was genuinely adorable to Oscar, sharing this moment with him. The realisation still hadn’t sunk in yet. This was Crown Prince Logan Sargeant of the Williams Kingdom, sole heir to the throne. 

   He had kissed the Crown Prince Logan Sargeant of the Williams Kingdom in a cave in the middle of the woods directly defying orders from the King and Queen. 

   And Logan had kissed him back. 

   This was Crown Prince Logan Sargeant of the Williams Kingdom, sole heir to the throne. His best friend, freezing-cold and draped in a linen commoner’s cloak. 

   And he was his.

   Logan learnt a valuable lesson that day. And no, it wasn’t not to be late for major events that would inevitably leave you grounded. The prince wrung the edges of his wet cloak, drenched from all the melted snow. Beside him, Oscar stood with a smug grin, showered with Olivia’s bright-eyed awe. He nudged Logan teasingly. “Up for a rematch?”

   The prince glared at him. “No.” He replied flatly.

   Oscar laughed. “Afraid of losing again, your highness?” His voice was lilted with playful mirth. Logan chuckled dryly. In competitions like this, the bodyguard’s competitive side truly came out in full force. Note to self: Never challenge Oscar Piastri to a snowball fight. In all his shivering glory, the prince wished he’d known that sooner. 

   He rolled his eyes at Oscar’s words, before an idea entered his mind. His mouth curved into a cheeky smile. “Well, as the winner of our match… what would you like as a prize?”

   Oscar turned red. “I…uh…”

   Logan didn’t mind losing if it meant that he could see his friend looking this much flustered. The prince stood up, a good few centimeters taller than him. He leaned in closer to Oscar, a smirk riding on his lips. “Want me to choose one for you?” 

   A small nod was all the confirmation that Logan needed. The prince captured Oscar’s lips with his own, kissing him gently. His lips tingled with pleasure as warmth bloomed in his chest. He could get used to this. Logan pressed harder against him, deepening the motion ever so slightly. 

   An excited intake of breath and a following squeal made them both pull away. 

   Olivia stood, stunned and eager, before the two of them, her toothy grin ever so evident. She clutched her handsewn doll tightly. Logan was pretty sure his face was on fire. The little girl giggled, her chestnut pigtails bouncing slightly as she looked at them. 

   “Oscy!” Her small voice had a teasing hint. “You kissed the fairy prince!” 

   Logan exchanged a glance with Oscar before he laughed. “I’m actually a merman prince.” He grinned proudly. “Wanna see my—“

   Oscar facepalmed beside him. “Don’t you dare.”

   The prince gave him a cheeky smile, coupled with a chuckle. He bent down to whisper in Olivia’s ear. “I’ll show you my tail some other time, ‘kay?” 

   The girl’s eyes widened like saucers, sparkling like diamonds. “Okay!” was all she said before running back inside the Piastris’ house, probably to gush about meeting an actual prince.

   “How exactly are you going to show her your tail?”

   “I’ll figure something out. I always do.” Logan straightened, before turning back to Oscar with his signature grin. “Now, where were we?

notes: olivia is a purely fictional character !!

written by @princeofpyrenee + edited and finished by @dappledstars ; 2023

word count: 3425

#✧ — writing #✧ — collab #logan sargeant #oscar piastri #op81 #ls2 #loscar #osclo #0281 #281 #f1 fanfic #f1 rpf #formula one #fluff

[milflewis]

who is sinead o’connor?

wasn’t going to answer this lol bc i’ve actually found myself feeling more about her passing than i thought i would? so apologies if this comes off a bit weird i am in a v strange place rn. btw. she converted to islam a few years ago and changed her name to shuhada sadaqat. tho she still performed under sinéad o’connor! she was an irish singer from the late eighties and was v talented. would ten out of ten recommend her music! but to me and a lot of ppl she was so much more than that.

the first time i saw a woman angry on tv it was shuhada sadaqat. it was a replaying of this video and the news station was taking the piss out of her. i was eight and i remember my grandad waking up from his nap and rolling his eyes at the screen and saying she should’ve kept her mouth shut. that he used to think she was smth worth looking at. and changing the channel to the sunday match.

she was So Angry and so so unapologetic about it. the ripping up of the pope’s picture in this video and declaring that we should fight the real enemy. was her way of talking about the systemic sex abuse that children have faced at the hands of the church for decades and how no one is properly talking about it. keep in mind this was BEFORE there was any serious investigations being done or it was being discussed openly in the media. it was not smth that was being acknowledged and any priests that were being caught were being treated as a ‘bad apple’ rather than part of a system of institutionalised abuse. she was nearly completely ostracised and blackballed. she was labelled batshit crazy and difficult and a shrew etc. you know the story. it’s always the same.

she never took it back. i remember one time where she was asked did she regret ruining her career bc the career that she could’ve had v much did get fucked by what she did and she said that it fucked up the career that ppl (her agents and etc) wanted for her. not the one that SHE wanted. that has always stuck with me.

sadaqat was also a survivor of the magdalene laundries. having been sent there for shoplifting i believe? at 18. which are a whole other story but were basically these places set up in ireland by the church and sanctioned by the government where unwed and pregnant/misbehaving and or had mental health issues girls and young women were sent to work (launder clothes and sheets etc) until they gave birth and then the child was taken from them and given up for adoption or were declared fit to return to society. there were v few records kept of who went where. a lot of children and women didn’t make it due to the conditions they were living in (corporal punishment was also not an uncommon practise used). a mass grave of nearly 800 bodies was found here in Tuam in 2017 (i think?) which caused a national scandal that has been handled and is still being handled so v fucking poorly it’s depressing. the church has yet to apologise or take proper ownership for this. neither has our government. who had at best allowed it to happen and at worst encouraged it. for context. shuhada tore up this picture in 1992. the last laundry was closed in 1996.

she spoke out about how abortion was dealt and not dealt with in this country. how we were sending people away to england to have them instead of legalising it here. an irish solution to an irish problem. she told her story about how she had them to try to normalise and create a discussion decades before it was allowed and brought into practise here.

she talked about things. this. to me. was one of the biggest things she ever did. she spoke! she refused to ignore and let it go! which in this country is pretty fucking rare rn. let alone back then. this is who she is and so much more. if you’re interested to learn more about her i would highly recommend looking her up! (she did a podcast episode with blindboy that i haven’t listened to yet but i’ve heard v good things about!) she was a pretty fucking cool person

#i didn’t have any heroes growing up and she wasn’t one of them even if i was going to have them but i think she came close? #idk . like i said. she was the first woman who i ever say being angry. that meant smth i think #shuhada sadaqat #sinéad o’connor #tw child abuse #anon tag #niamh.asks

[lemonthepotato]

Songs I associate with each Enneagram type (but I’m bad at typing):

One:

I don’t think I can say this

Carnivore - STARSET

Finders Keepers - Riproducer

World So Cold - 12 Stones

Alright, you ones have been getting too many unironic entries. Time for mockery.

World Around Me - Escape The Fate

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing - Set It Off (Accidentally chose the acoustic version) (me momen)

Rock Bottom - Grandson

Molly - MSI

Oh No! - MARINA (I know I’m shit at typing but how is ‘Don’t need money, don’t need fame’ 3?? PDB is wilding)

Two:

Where Has Everyone Gone? - James Marriott

It Should’ve Been Me - Riproducer (“But I’m unsure of my intent. Surely my fragile hospitality would shatter under the stress.”)

Painkiller - Three Days Grace (I know it’s a fucking metaphor, before any smartahs try to correct me.)

You know I have so few 2 songs when I have to resort to Helluva Boss fansongs that are maybe semi-official now

UwU Song - Rikutzu (Idk I don’t have any 2sungs)

Three:

Witness - Mindless Self Indulgence (relate as a disintegrated 6 tbh)

Copycat - Circus P (“I say everything you like to hear… I can’t remember who I am… I’ve become what you like”)

Why Not Me? - Set It Off

Good Enough - atsuover (“Why would I continue being me, when better people are all I see?… put on your mask and get up on your on your way, they love you anyway”) (suppose this could also be 1)

Scary World - Night Club (ooo3 ooo3 ooo3)

You’re Dead - Norma Tanega (“Plan all your moves in advance.” “There’s too much work to be done.” “Don’t ever talk with your eyes, be sure that you compromise.” “You’ve sold out your dream to the world.”)

Theatre - Icon For Hire (“I’m getting pretty good at feeding them the lines they like, but I don’t recognise the girl that I see each night.”) (6 fix btw) (I’m just using this as an excuse because I keep neglecting the 3’s)

Four:

Happy Hurts - Icon For Hire (“Can we let the pain and happy mix?… If I had to pick between the way that I am, and the way that everyone else seems to pretend, I wouldn’t question it, not even for a second”)

Identity - Grandson

Skeleton - Set It Off

Get Well II - Icon For Hire

Sugar And Spice - Icon For Hire (“Wouldn’t you rather be broken than boring too?” Seriously, such a 4 song.)

Feel Better - Penelope Scott (“I don’t wanna feel better, no one’s ever gonna love me like that again… I don’t wanna get over it, I wanna get under it instead.”)

Pyrite Girl - Riproducer

Hurt - Get Scared (“How do you think I’m alright? And I like the way you hurt inside.”)

I Can Only Be Me - Mars Argo (“Try to take my identity, and I’ll just create a new one.”)

Only Be A Story - Icon For Hire (core fear)

4w5 moment (no I’ve never played Touhou)

4w3!!

Won’t Forget - Dabu

Five:

Lateralus - TOOL (“Overthinking, overanalysing, separates the body from the mind.”)

Dream Your Dream - TryHardNinja (Ok look, I know there’s a type probably more suited for this song but I’ve been neglecting the fives.)

The Sun, The Moon, The Stars - Aether Realm (I have no justification for this)

Echo - CrusherP

Anonymous - Three Days Grace

Jail Time - Chloe Adams (“Jail time, living in my head.” 5w4 core.)

Hounds - Puma Blue

The Fool - Aether Realm (no idea what this songs actually meant to say but considering it’s called ‘the fool’ referring to the fools journey and mentions knowledge like 2ce it’s 5core.)

The Grudge - TOOL

Am I Supposed To Apologise? - Maria Mena (“I sought understanding clarity and truth, by baring all the wounds inflicted on my youth.” Literally 5w4. Maybe 4w5. In case it isn’t obvious, I’m pretty bad at typing songs.)

Can’t Get Out - Dabu

Six:

Nightmare - Set It Off (“And all I know is that I don’t feel safe… but am I losing my mind?”)

Curse Or Cure - Icon For Hire (“Oh I swear my emotions are the enemy… I’m afraid I can’t trust myself, don’t leave me alone”)

Killer In The Mirro - Set It Off (“Never let your guard down… cause I know if you could switch this, you’d be dishing out the same shit… now I know, there’s no one I can trust.”)

I’m Made Of Wax Larry, What Are You Made Of? - A Day To Remember (“Everybody’s out to get me”; yep that’s my entire justification)

Misguided Ghosts - Paramore (“See I’m tryna find my place, and it might not be here where I feel safe… would someone care to classify our broken hearts and twisted minds so I can find someone to rely on, and run to them?”

Fear And Loathing - MARINA (Congratulations, if you’ve ever put this song in your vent playlist, you’re a 6 or 6 fix. :))

Culling Voices - TOOL (“Disembodied voices deepen my suspicious tendencies. Conversations we’ve never had; imagined interplay… heated altercations we never had, yet I’m guided by them all…. misleading me over and over. Judge, condemn and banish anyone and everyone, without evidence, only the whispers from within.” E6 blueprint.

Hearts A Mess - Gotye (6 blueprint. Actually 5 too.)

Beneath Me - Lucid Planet

JUST FORGET THIS IS A Y’KNOW SONG PLZ

I was gonna type this as 1, initially, but it’s more 6core

Paranoia - A Day To Remember (it’s literally called paranoia like-)

The World Is A Very Scary Place - The Gothic Archie’s (this could also be 5)

Diseased - Baby Bugs (4 fix go brrrr haha)

Seven:

Killing Harmony - Mcki Robyn’s P (I first listened to this song with no context. If you try to do the same, you’ll understand.)

Sugar Crash - ElyOtto

Using You - Mars Argo (ok some people are saying this is a 2 mistype and maybe but idk it gives 7 vibes.)

Ruin My Life - Hollywood Undead (I love stereotyping)

We Are One - 12 Stones

Borderline - Toke Styrke

Happy Pills - Weathers (Come on. I’m allowed to stereotype a little.)

7w8 731 moment

Eight:

Loose Cannon - Set It Off (Yeah this is almost entirely stereotypes. Don’t really care though.)

I Didn’t Ask For This - Beth Crowley (I wanted to type this as counter 6 but I knew I’d just be bias cuz I’m a… probable SX6.) (I don’t believe in subtypes anymore) (no I won’t elaborate lol)

Catch Me If You Can - Set It Off

Power & Control - MARINA (except maybe the line about vulnerability but PDB thinks so so it must be right! Man, I love having outside unreliable sources confirm my beliefs! Call me Fox News.)

Discord - Eurobeat Brony (fear being controlled) (8w9 ish due to wanting peace) (an excuse for me to tell you the ORIGINAL song is better.)

Nine:

Reflection - TOOL

IN MY MOUTH. Really, you should’ve seen this coming.

:) you know exactly why

My Demons - STARSET

Circles - KIRA (“Circles and circles, I look around, I go around, looking for something that cannot be found.”)

This song also describes the 3-5 years I didn’t leave the house and couldn’t even get up. Huh? Oh, that’s a… joke. Haha… (“I don’t want to know what’s waiting for me outside. I’ll make myself disappear. Tell me I should face my fears, but it’s so dark and cloudy in my room. I’m a sunflower who can’t bloom.”)

Still Here - Difitial Daggers (10/10 spelling) (Amazing)

Begin Again - Dabu

People Watching - Air Traffic Controller

Don’t worry, I get accused of having shit taste all the time. I know what you’re thinking.

No I’m excluding the Enneagram album because I don’t like it. Uh… kinda blunt. :( I just don’t know how else to say it.

If you want to listen to any of my playlists: 1, 2, 3, 4

Edit: Making a new version

#enneagram #enneagram 1 #enneagram 2 #enneagram 3 #enneagrammer #enneagram 4 #enneagram 5 #enneagram 6 #enneagram 7 #enneagram 8 #enneagram 9

[justiciaa]

I wanted to thank you for defending and believing me. I wish others would believe me when I say that I absolutely have nothing to do with that blog. Despite my actions before, I do not have any desire to create a call-out blog for ANY reason whatsoever. Truthfully, I do not support call-out culture. The only time I see it as absolutely necessary is if someone is an actual pedophile and / or has done absolutely horrible things. Yes, it’s reasonable to keep others aware of someone who is toxic and expresses horrible behaviour. But that’s also why blacklists and the block button exist. And besides, WHY would I create a call-out blog about someone I regret hurting? Even if I do not support anything they have done, past or present, I still have no desire to create a blog about them or anything of the sort. I made numerous posts regarding the situation. And I am more than happy to prove my innocence if there is anything I can do to do exactly that. I apologise for this message becoming lengthy… But I do appreciate you for defending me. I truly hope others will finally accept and believe that I have nothing to do with that blog — or any blogs for that matter. Everyone involved in the situation wants to be away from it; that includes me. When I returned, I meant it when I said that I want to start anew and improve myself entirely. I want everyone to find peace from last month’s situation, as well as those I affected previously. I will apologise thousands of times if that’s what it takes. But here’s a message to the Anons (and whoever else): please don’t harass anyone about anything that has happened. Everyone wants to be left alone from drama and enjoy their time on here. There is no reason to bring stress to those who want to move on from everything. I made mistakes, have done stupid things that I am ashamed of, apologised, have taken accountability and responsibility, and am taking the steps and actions necessary for improvement. I sincerely have no grudges or ill intentions or wishes towards ANYONE in the slightest. Please do not harass or annoy anyone who was involved. And please do not accuse me of anything malicious. I no longer want to be associated with the person I was previously. It’s perfectly fine to block me, have no association with me, etc. Do everything possible to make yourself comfortable! But please do not accuse me of things I have no desire to be involved with. And to the person running this blog: thank you so much again. I’m sorry people can be incredibly annoying and tedious.

Hey I'm happy I can help. The harassment you've been getting over this situation has been just vile. I'm sorry you're still dealing with these people. The terminally online assholes harassing you need to learn to block and move on. You're not perfect, no one is! But you're not a 50000 IQ galaxy brained unredeemable evil super genius playing a manipulate game of 5d chess with the RPC in the shadows either. No one deserves to have false accusations thrown at them out of nowhere. I genuinely hope you and everyone else involved can heal, move on, and grow from this situation.

[alloftheimaginesblog]

Hey!! I’ve recently come to learn that some of my actions to you have been extremely disrespectful and hurtful, and I just wanted to come on here and sincerely apologise.

I requested an Aragorn fic wich you so kindly fulfilled and it was absolutely perfect! But I also sent a similar request out to a few other blogs (and another writer also wrote for it as well). Additionally I sent in a bunch of other requests too you after you’d already written for my first one!

I’m fairly new to tumblr so I wasn’t aware of requesting etiquette or how my actions might impact you and other blogs. And this is a failure on my part, I definitely should have educated my self a bit more before jumping into interacting and asking for something from you or any other blog.

At the time I didn’t realise just how disrespectful and hurtful these actions are and for that im truly sorry. In no way shape or from did I intend to making it seem like I was dissatisfied with your work or unappreciative with your kindness in actually taking the time to fulfil my request! I sent the a similar request out to others because my sole intention was thinking how other blogs may write for the same character dynamic but create different plot lines which would have the characters being put in different situations. I guess I was just being greedy and that this isn’t an okay thing for me to do or have done.

I also wanted to apologise for sending in multiple requests after you fulfilled the first one already! I should’ve realised how annoying and taken for granted it must’ve felt to have me pester on and on. I understand now that this is completely disrespectful and not an appropriate thing to do! I think I thought that blogs saying they accept requests wouldn’t mind receiving loads because the writer could pick and choose which ones they’d feel inspired to write for. (This was so stupid and insensitive of me to think, obviously it’s overwhelming and like a complete disregard of your efforts) I’m truly sorry, I should’ve understood this before I went ahead and bombarded you.

In no way am I trying to excuse my actions or expect you to forgive me, I just wanted to take accountability for the way I might’ve caused you any hurt or negativity! I am truly very sorry and will no longer interact with your blog out of respect to you.

I appreciate your reply to my first original request so much and I’m genuinely so sorry if I made you feel like I was trying to exploit you or your kindness!

Anyways regardless, you’re such a talented writer and thank you for creating so much positivity and joy through your writing and generosity! I apologise again and wish you the best!

Hey my love! I'm not sure why you're apologising at all, in my eyes there's absolutely no need to apologise! You are free to send the same request to multiple different people, as you said people mind take the request in a completely different direction to how i've written it and it can be interesting to see. As a writer, I don't find it rude or disrespectful at all for you to send the same requests to multiple blogs so if I gave you that impression I apologise. I'm not sure if another blog has said something to you about it either and that's why you're apologising but in my eyes, you've done nothing wrong.

I've been running this blog since I was 16 so 2014 and the amount of requests I've had that have also been sent out to others is a large quantity. People have accused me of copying and stealing ideas etc but I don't listen to that.

You are allowed to send the same request to multiple blogs. It's not rude, it's not disrespectful. You admire different people's blogs and therefore you admire their different writing styles and the way they might interpret a request different to the likes of me. You've in no way been rude or disrespectful at all! There is no law in place to tell you that you can't send the same request to multiple blogs. I for one don't think it's rude at all so please do not feel like that when visiting my blog.

You've not been a bother, you've not been pestering me. I actually enjoyed to see your asks because you were always very lovely and kind so please don't think negatively like that.

The reason I haven't done your other requests is simply time. I go back to work on Monday and have been busy all summer so my time has been fairly limited so although I wish I could do every request I get, unfortunately I can't. I'm sorry you couldn't see these requests written but I do save them for a rainy day if I ever have time and inspiration to write them at a later date!

Again, you have no reason to apologise. You've not done anything wrong and you are allowed to send the same request to multiple people. If someone has told you otherwise, in my opinion, they're wrong. There's no law about it. You are well within your own rights. Hell, I've sent the same request to multiple blogs before!! I like hearing the different ways people interpret requests that's all!

Anyway, don't apologise, you're fine! Have a lovely weekend and take care, lovely. Feel free to always send requests to me, I may not do them but I do keep them aside for a rainy day like I said. xxx

[sk-lumen]

hi i was wondering if you had any skincare product reccomendations, i've never done skincare before and i don't really know where to start. i know i have sensitive and relatively dry skin.

i have a suncream that has spf 50+ which i think is good but do i need a specific one for my face? i apologise for all the questions but any advice would be amazing!

thank you!

💛

Hi darling!

Skincare is a tricky thing, because everybody's skin is different and as such has different needs. What works for one person may not work for another.

Firstly, you should start with my top skincare tips post so you understand the basics, function of ingredients, and which products are essential or not. You can also check out my skincare tag if you're interested in additional reading.

That being said, here are the basics from my routine and what currently works for me:

Morning routine:

Vitamin C serum: La Roche Posay - Vit C10 This helps brighten complexion, softens skin and helps to fade any blemishes, scars, etc. Pro tip: keep your Vit C serum in the fridge, Vit C tends to oxidize and turn orange with time, even if i doesn't affect its efficiency.

Sunscreen: La Roche Posay - Anthelios for Face SPF50 This is what I've been using for 2 years now, it's popular for good reason. Although I will say they recently changed the formula from completely dry to a little oily, and I prefer the former.

Night routine:

Cleanser: CeraVe - SA Smoothing Cleanser This is a chemical exfoliant (with Salicylic Acid) which is great for acne or break-out prone skin, to be used 2-3 times a week. For daily use I recommend CeraVe's classic cleanser, the Hydrating Cleanser.

Moisturizer: Bioderma - Hydrabio Riche Gentle, moisturizing, rich but not greasy. I always go back to this. (It's for dry skin, but if other readers have oily skin, try the Hydrabio Legere version instead.)

Skin-barrier repair (optional): La Roche Posay - Cicaplast Baume B5 This is a holy grail if you have damaged skin from using too many products, exfoliants, sunburn, etc. It's very gentle and soothing, and really does improve skin overnight. You can use it for face, body, even lips, but for that I prefer the product below.

Skin-barrier repair for lips (optional): La Roche Posay - Cicaplast Baume for Lips This is my go-to for intense hydration and repair (ie. chapped lips, wore drying lipstick all day, etc). Leave it on overnight and you'll wake up with smooth, plush lips ready for the day.

Retinol: The Ordinary - Retinol 0.2% in Squalane, CeraVe - Resurfacing Retinol Serum, La Roche Posay - Effaclar Adapalene 0.1% Topical Retinoid Retinol essentially regenerates your skin, helps with fine lines, wrinkles, scarring, etc. I'm still looking for the best retinol product, but I would recommend either of the above, all of which are direct recommendations I've found by dermatologists via Youtube or IG.

Conclusions

The only essentials you need are: cleanser, sunscreen, moisturizer. Everything else helps, but isn't necessary.

If you choose to add new products to your skincare routine, always add 1 at a time. That way you'll know which one is or isn't working for you.

Create the skincare routine that works for you. Don't go running after trends and trying out a hundred different things. Only test 1 product at a time, and when something works for you, keep it in your routine.

If you can afford it, reach out to a dermatologist to recommend products that are tailored to your needs. Most of the products listed were recommended by my dermatologist for mine.

If that's not an option currently, start following board-certified dermatologists on social media instead of taking advice from random people online as fact. You'll learn so much from their tips, plus it's free! I like watching Dr. Dre and Shereene Idriss, they are both entertaining and educational.

Hope this proves helpful, and let me know how your routine comes together. 💜

-Lumen

#skincare #skincare tips #writings #beauty tips #ask #vitamin c #retinol

[dragynkeep]

Sorry if I have asked this before but what is y'all's opinion on how Endeavor's redemption arc has been handled in the manga?

I think overall it's good. I liked how he was brought to apologise for what he'd done, but also that the family he hurt rightfully called him out on him crying in the hospital, because they had to deal with far worse specifically because of him and didn't get the chance to vent it out like he has.

I don't really like the whole thing of the entire family saying they had a part in creating Dabi, beyond Rei and Enji, because the other three Todoroki siblings were children that had no power in the situation, so them saying they had a part in it and the story not being like "no" is something I don't appreciate.

At the end, even with Touya being a crystalised skeleton, I at least appreciate that Enji is giving him what he wants; his attention and his remorse.

We'll have to see if there's gonna be consequences that Enji can't apologise away in the end, so my opinions might change.

#bnha #bnha critical #endeavor #enji todoroki #answered #luke.txt

[raineadey]

ooooooo you want to tell me abt uour oc sooo bad /nf

WAHJ TAHNK U THANK YOU OKAY SO. wow this is long. i divided this into three parts: backstory, main story ( crk episode 16 stuff ), and parfaedia ( what happens after the story, which actually has more in store but ill elaborate on that in another post )

BACKSTORY

once upon a time, blueberry pie cookie was looking through the wizards journals, until she came across the journal filled with the wizards trials and errors in creating moonlight cookie. it was her favorite book, the one that she read most often by the small moonlit corner.

having gone this far in her duties, blueberry pie thought a bit of company wouldnt hurt.

curiosity winning over herself, she uses the journal as a recipe book to bake her own cookie. thus, bo-berry cookie was born in the image of moonlight cookie (obviously nowhere as powerful though. shes just a cookie thats baked using the wizards recipe)

bo-berry cookie grew up between the high, never-ending bookshelves in the archives, reading anything that caught her interest to pass the time. she was like her mother in some ways — curious and hungry for knowledge.

but the library wasnt enough for her. she wanted to explore the city. though each time she asked her mother, "can i go play outside?" she would always say no.

"we have a promise to keep, a duty to uphold. there is nothing left for you in the city, bo-berry cookie."

(she also mentions those stars roaming the streets. shed turn to crumbs if any of them caught her)

ever since then, bo-berry practiced illusion magic behind her mothers back, attempting to make herself go undetected or even invisible. one day, her hard work and practice came to fruition, and she escaped the archives without her mother knowing — only to find that the city is completely empty of cookies.

she decided it was better than the archives, though. she explores the empty abandoned buildings, scavenging for any interesting magical artefacts to play with. its technically not stealing if the owner left it behind, right?

shes lonely. no one else to talk to or play with. her mother was right, this city has nothing for her. but perhaps somewhere out there..

MAIN STORY

she joins the main trio and saves them from the biggest golden star from the graveyard while invisible and undetected.

gingerbrave: that wasnt easy at ALL. huh, why do i feel like were being watched?

and as he said that, wizard cookies hat was floating in the air, followed by an air of laughter before revealing herself to her. she hasnt met anyone to interact with for a good while, so she got a liiittle excited.

her mood quickly turned sour when gingerbrave explains that theyre headed to the archives. but ahe agrees to show them the way. she told herself she wasnt going to go in, but once she sees the book worms attacking them, she groans ("i cant let you cookies pathetically crumble here on your mission 🙄") and helps them through to the library.

she knows whats coming. its inevitable that shes going to face her mom again. ( scene in this short video its like 14 secs )

once gingerbrave and co are done with what they came here for, she was about to leave with them when blueberry pie stopped her.

bbp: now, where do you think youre going? are you not staying here?

bb: mother, i cant stay here

bbp: are you leaving?

bb: [ a bit guilty ] i have to help my friends save the city

bbp: i see. [ just as bo-berry was about to leave again, ] bo-berry?

bb: [ stops ]

bbp: when i baked you, i should have known i couldn't keep you within these same walls ive been kept in my whole life. your curios soul knows no bounds, therefore i can not stop you from pursuing your life. [ quiet for a moment ] i love you, my child. i apologise for everything.

bo-berry merely gives her a smile and joins her friends outside.

another thing worth mentioning in this part is when stardust cookie destroyed the city of wizards. everyone was confused bc everything happened so fast, but upon mention of her mother still stuck in the archives, bo-berry immediately hopped on her staff and flew smartly between the falling stars to find her mother.

PARFAEDIA

after the events in the city of wizards episode, blueberry pie decided to let her daughter go. she cant keep her here for much longer, not when her place is out there in the world. so she sends her to parfaedia institute, where she can learn and grow as a magic enthusiast and a young cookie with other students her age.

she soon became friends with cream puff cookie and coffee bean cookie ( @deliberatingwthecookiecouncil's oc ! ). cream puff is an anxiety train, coffee bean is a sarcastic nerd, and bo-berry is a silly little menace. theyre perfect for each other.

such a strong desire for knowledge leads to bo-berry feeling like the structured education she receives in the institute is not enough. she craves for more magic in this world.

thus, she goes out of her dormitory at most nights to explore the magic city, knowing theres way more to this place. she uses her illusion magic to sneak in to houses, rummaging through their treasury for anything of use to her.

this soon becomes a thing she does at night, and more cookies seem to be aware of this mysterious thief. the m.e.h. department is also having trouble identifying the thief responsible for the disturbance. though, one cookie finally caught her in the act.

"hold on, you're not phantom bleu! but, no matter. i, detective walnut cookie, have caught you in the act, thief!"

#OUGH BRAIN GO BRRRRR #this is. a long read im sooo so sorry #i did have fun writing it tho so thank u JDNDKND #bo-berry cookie #blueberry pie cookie #moonlight cookie #gingerbrave #wizard cookie #stardust cookie #cream puff cookie #coffee bean cookie #walnut cookie #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run oc #asks #jade rambles #my post #if this reads bad im so sorry i wrote it in a spike of energy brain go brrrr at one am and didnt bother to reread or recheck

[wcamino-confessions]

Hi, this is MiseryXCPR from Amino. I am here to say I'm sorry and explain things; 

About commissions; I have horrible time management and memory, which results in me forgetting or just not having the time when I think i do. I am actively working on this and I'm trying to get better at it- examples being I have users pay after when the art is complete and lowering the amount of commissions I take so I don't overwhelm myself again. I ALWAYS refund people, especially when asked, and when people express concern I try to address it.  This does not excuse the wait list and wait time and I do apologise again for it. I take full responsibility and I will try hard to fix it.

If you had commissioned me on my former main account, I had been locked out of it and had been working with the leadership team of the amino to contact commissioners and give them their refunds. As for the person who made the ych post, yes, I refunded them their 5$ and had apologized for the inconvenience (though it was not shown in their blog).

If you had commissioned me, feel free to dm me on my amino account (or Discord if you prefer) and I'll be happy to work out a refund for you!

The Breaks; I didn't mean to set off red flags for my breaks. I'm a working guy who has a job and has been dealing with a lot of issues in real life, including a very serious one that I'm going through. I apologise for it and making people nervous with the breaks though. 

The Apology Post for the Adopts; I made the apology post because I realised my comment / observation (I wasn't directly stating an opinion though my feelings were involved a bit!) Was one sided, and because people spoke to me on the other sides view, I realised I shouldn't have been so one sided and made the said post as an apology for anyone I had offended with it. Most of the people who have spoke to me are people I respect or sometimes talk to, and hold no ill feelings towards them whatsoever. 

Tansy; They have yes commissioned me at around the start of August ~ July 29th. I showed them a wip and they paid which I was fine with. However, I wasn't able to get their commission finished. At around the start of October ~ I believe October 13th I offered a refund due to them a) waiting for a while since I did feel bad but also b) making it public, going around to my commissioners and asking personal information. I had agreed to do the commission because of them practically blackmailing me after spreading misinformation about the commission, but when something serious came up and I told them I couldn't do it and offered MANY forms of refund ways, how they can have the refund until I finish the art, how the refund can be done, etc they continued to harass me to the point that they were, yes, banned. I'm still going out of my way to make sure they got their money back despite the treatment.  I've been told about them before and I am only stating my side of the story. 

Conclusion; I'm sorry, again.  I wish I've done better with commission time management and how I've been handling commissions. I actively do refund and If you feel like I have scammed you or haven't finished the artwork, PLEASE dm me on my amino or Discord (feel free to  ask for it) and I will try to respond asap. If you have criticism or any advise, please let me know or any further concern. I own up to my mistakes and I hope to learn from them and grow as a person. Thank you for hearing me out, i don't know how Tumblr works as i just created an account to address this, but yea-- thank you again for reading. My deepest apologies, again, and I do hope to fix everything and work on my mistakes and help people. 

#submission

[ladylookslikeadude1]

Congratulations on 200 followers!!! Ik it’s not a q&a but I was wondering if u had an idea as to what ur next story might be? (Say You Want Me is fantastic and an absolute joy to read!) also if u were to create a poly relationship w characters from mha, who would u pick?

As for the prompt - if ur doing AiDeku

Izuku is avoiding Shouta after a seemingly harmless injury that he didn’t get looked at turned out to be sm worse (let’s say is losing his hearing or voice or even feeling in his limbs? Either Izuku knows sign or he’s learning or going to physical therapy). Shouta finds out and is devastated but supportive, Izuku apologises for pushing Shouta away and they work on it from there (- this one was a bit iffy trying to communicate how I saw this in my brain)

Or if u aren’t planning on putting it in Say You Want Me then could we possible see how the underground heroes treat NiteLite based on ch. 19?

Or could we see how people react to Izuku sparring/getting angry?

And if ur doing a reg prompt - sunshine character a + feral character b meet perpetually angry character c whilst fighting - snarky banter, misunderstanding is fixed (character a, b or c could unknowingly be on wrong side) and they take down the evil foe together -

Or character a and b whom people didn’t even consider to get together and did and somehow it just works? Like they feel right and no one bats an eye. Their friends are protective of the relationship, barring people away that consider confessing to either one of the couple bc that’s out of the question lmaoo

(This one makes me laugh so I thought I would share) - character a doesn’t realise how they come across until it gets pointed out to them in an offhand comment, are quick to deny it but are then given multiple examples which makes them rethink every interaction. Character a then decides to use it to be a menace to society.

Or character a has a crush and is v good at hiding it by literally hiding - technically hiding from everyone until they get confronted and there’s a confession but not from character a tho! Character a decides that this can’t possibly be real and chooses to run only for said crush to go after them. Yelling ensues until character a is tackled and they have the Star Wars roll in the grass moment then kiss w character a finally understanding that their feelings are reciprocated

Ik there’s a lot of prompts here (and u don’t have to do any of them) but I had i d e a s that wouldn’t leave my brain and I love the way u write ITS SO EXPRESSIVE AND WONDERFUL AND MAKES MY HEART GO WHOOSH UR SO TALENTED AHSHDKEKSKLS

Every day is Q&A time with me! Seriously, I'm always totally happy to answer any questions anyone has! I'm still in the AiDeku trash fire currently, so my next fic will probably also be AiDeku. I have a few half formed plots floating around, but I might fiddle with a prompt I answered last time I did prompts-I like the idea of Vampire Aizawa finding the very human (or is he?) Izuku fascinating. Hm, so if I were creating a poly relationship with MHA characters I'm torn between Todoroki/Shinsou/Izuku or the very fun idea I saw...somewhere of Shouta/Izuku/Oboro. I think it might have been on Rayshippouuchiha's blog, but don't quote me on that. We actually are going to see the reactions to Nite-Lite heavy handed manipulation attempt in Say You Want Me. I love literally all of these prompts, by the way! I'm always down for Aideku prompts.

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Izuku knew exactly what was going on even before he went to the Doctor to confirm it.  Hearing loss.  Kacchan had enjoyed detonating his explosions around Izuku’s face during elementary and middle school.  Izuku had gone the apprenticeship route after middle school, but the damage had already been done.  He’d had a small amount of hearing loss that was found at that point, but nothing like he’d noticed recently.  

He’d been hiding it from Shouta.  He knew he shouldn’t, but Shouta didn’t like Kacchan at the best of times, but hearing that Kacchan had permanently damaged Izuku’s hearing would absolutely be the straw that broke the camel’s back.  “Thank you Doctor,” Izuku murmured after too long of a silence, the Doctor looking at him in concern. 

“Of course,” Doctor Aiko said, her voice equally soft.  “And…there are good hearing aids now, one’s that you can’t even tell are there unless you already know they are.  This doesn’t have to be…”  She trailed off.

Izuku offered her a wan smile.  “Thank you,” he repeated as he stood up.  “I’ll reach out when I’ve made a decision.”

“Of course.  There’s literature the receptionist can provide as well, to help you narrow down your options.”

Izuku couldn’t speak any further, so he just offered a small smile and nod before walking out of the room.  

He was surprised when, a few days later, Shouta sat them down.  “I don’t know what’s going on,” Shouta said quietly, “But if you’re going to break up with me I’d prefer you just go ahead and do it.”

Completely baffled, Izuku just stared at him.  “I-what?”  

The tense set of Shouta’s shoulders relaxed slightly, but his eyes stayed focused on Izuku.  “You’ve been pulling away from me recently, ignoring me when I’m talking to you and not talking to me about…anything, really.  You’ve been spending so much time gone recently it’s a miracle we’ve managed to see each other at all,” he pointed out. 

Izuku sat back and rubbed his hands over his face.  “Shit,” he muttered into his hands before dropping them and looking up.  “I’m sorry, I’ve been…processing some bad news.”

“What?”  Shouta asked, worry overtaking his expression.

“I-”  Izuku swallowed and started again.  “I have substantial hearing loss,” he told Shouta.  “I had some minor hearing loss when I was a child, but it’s degenerated…rapidly.  I need hearing aids, pretty much immediately.”

“Oh,” Shouta said softly.  “You haven’t been ignoring me, you haven’t been able to hear me.”

Izuku saw his guilt and immediately shook his head.  “I should have let you know what was going on-it was careless of me to not mention it when I knew I was having trouble hearing.  And I know I’ve been gone a lot.  I’ve had a lot of Doctor appointments to try and figure out the best fit for me when it comes to hearing aids.”

Shouta reached out and clasped Izuku’s hand gently.  “I’d like to come with you to the next one, if that’s ok.”

Izuku offered a small, slightly tremulous smile.  “I’d like that.”

#hearing loss mention #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #boku no hero academia fanfiction #my hero academia fanfiction #aizawa shouta/midoriya izuku #AiDeku #EraserDeku #my writing #my fanfiction #writing prompts #writing prompt answers

[ukftm]

In reply to a previous question and wanting a better understanding of my partner.

He is very shut off, he won’t communicate or talk about anything. He is due a hysterectomy and has so far had (as far as I’m aware) an abdomen phalloplasty and the radical artery surgery (to also create a urethra I believe). I know he is due a hysterectomy next ( however this is now a single operation rather than the ‘stages’) and I’m not quite sure what other surgeries would come after that.

We have sex however, I can’t see or touch him when he is hard and we have been in quite a long term relationship where I can only engage with him if he is not ‘erected’. I guess what I’d like to understand is if he is using something to help him penetrate without me knowing?

Would anyone be able to answer if he’s had his penile implant yet?

I do apologise if these seem pushy or come across wrong as I really do just want my education and knowledge to be a lot better without making him feel uncomfortable, I want to be able to understand if we are having sex with a toy that would go over the phallos or if he has maybe already had the pump put in however, he hasn’t had glandsplasty yet. (Please excuse if I am not saying the correct terms, again I have no experience and everything I’ve learnt is from my own research and not from him communicating with me)

If anyone has any tips on how to get my partner to communicate with me about these things I’d really appreciate it as I’m trying my best to understand but no matter what I say or do I feel like I’m at a lost end, hence coming on here anonymously for help.

Again im sorry if this isn’t allowed on here or inappropriate but any information from a partner’s perspective would be greatly appreciated as this is something that is truly affecting me and no matter the approach he won’t talk to me about.

Thank you

Hi,

Don’t feel bad for asking for help in a situation like this. You are clearly trying to understand your partner and what they are going through.

I think it’s more than reasonable to want to know how your partner is having sex with you as you have a right to understand what is being used with your body.

This is a very difficult situation as sometimes for trans people it can be very difficult to talk about things and therefore we shut down any conversation about this.

But just as your partner would want to know if you were using any toys on him, it’s totally understandable that you would want to know if he was using anything on you. And this would perhaps be something to say to help him understand that you want to know what is ‘going inside your body’.

In terms of an erection, he would not be able to have this naturally if he didn’t have a pump. If he doesn’t have a pump then the common way to do this would be to use a ‘sleeve’, but I can only imagine that you would be able to feel the difference between skin and what these sleeves are made of which is usually a thick silicone.

However, usually if a person wants glansplasty this is done before a penile implant so this may be a sign that he doesn’t have an implant. Also, if he has an implant, he would probably be ok with you touching down there as this is as natural as a phalloplasty can get and you would only be able to feel his the pump of his implant in one side of his scrotum.

I can only imagine what it must be like to be on the other side of this. But helping your partner to understand that you want an open and honest relationship (especially if you knew him before his transition) is vital if your relationship is going to last.

You have to gently help him understand that you want to know what is going inside your body just as much as he would want to know the same. He has to understand that this causes you concern and can obviously have an effect on how comfortable you feel having sex with him.

From personal experience, I found it difficult to talk about things with my partner in the beginning, but I have gradually realised that for her to be comfortable trusting me to do things to her sexually, I had to give her that same trust in return. For example, I can’t expect her to let me touch her everywhere, but I won’t allow her the same.

Its important to understand that while things are ‘still under construction’ down there, it is likely that most trans people would not not want anyone touching or looking at things down there. But the goal would be that once everything is complete, they would be proud of what’s down there and would want there partner to touch things.

However, transparency about anything that is being used sexually is vital as this allows you to ‘consent’ and feel comfortable with how things would work for BOTH of you and obviously for you to say no to things you don’t want.

If you would like to send a message off anon, I would be happy to answer anymore of your questions from my own Tumblr page as these posts may get quite long otherwise.

#transition

[diaryofawallfly]

[ After a while, another letter arrives. The stamp is off-kilter and the seal flap appears to have been hastily closed. The handwriting is the same as the last. ]

Mr. Renfield,

If my letter was a pleasant surprise to you, I can say the same for yours. I can hardly believe I was able to reach you. I had my concerns about both the post that far into the countryside and the matter of time.

Your answer was everything I had hoped for and more. That sufficiently answered the question of which way the keep faces and, to be perfectly honest, a harboured curiosity of mine about the view. The sunrise and sunset sound spectacular (and I'm very glad you wrote about the latter, too). The way you described it all as if it's touched by myth- the scenery sounds absolutely beautiful, and the castle must look proud in its place nestled against the mountain. Even in disrepair, it sounds starkly impressive. I would not expect a full history of the castle from you, as I figure it has far too much for one person. I wasn't able to find much online. Perhaps the village might know more, though I suppose you must have already tried that.

As for how I found you, I'm afraid it's not exactly a good answer. A relative of mine was involved with the acquisition of a law firm, and there were a whole lot of old files- boxes and boxes of them- to be dealt with. I've been helping out on weekends, organising those to keep and disposing of ones no longer needed, except I may have wound up reading some of the material before it was to be shredded. (I swear I didn't do anything illegal, I think.) Your name was on some paperwork, and then there was a lost memo about leaving for a trip, and then all mention stopped. I do like mysteries and couldn't help being curious- and please forgive me, I mean no disrespect in likening your lived history to fiction.

If you don't mind me writing to you still, I do have loads more questions. You write like you enjoy reading, do you read a lot? Do you still work as a solicitor? What is the local food like? I'll leave it there for now; I appreciate your consideration and kindness very much.

Regards,

R. Hart

R. Hart, 

I am once again delighted to receive your letter and your pleasantries. I’m surprised to hear you learned of me from my previous employer. It has been so long and my stay with them so short that I didn’t ever think so much about me would be left behind. 

To think back on it, it’s a world away, a lifetime ago. I cannot imagine how the people and the places have changed. Every now and then I do dream of it, the place that was once home, but it feels as if it was never more than that. 

I am no longer a lawyer or a solicitor, no. I have not formally practised in some time and I cannot say I’m too familiar with the laws of this country either. I spend my days now as the caretaker of this estate. Though that must sound contradictory as my previous letter stated it’s disrepair. The south facing stonework has been revealing its age for some time. It has been difficult to find a mason who is both skilled enough to replicate the original details and is willing to travel out to me. 

The garden, however– I apologise as these are not the details you asked for but I do hope that you will humour me– is my favourite aspect of the grounds. In the courtyard, I have a selection of native flowers. Most prominently are the peonies, their greenery and blossoms are large and drooping. I also have a few rose bushes. They’re fastidious and keep me busy. Outside the gate, I’ve planted a dog rose on either side. Their prickled vines have done a lovely job hiding most of the fallen stucco. Their summer blooms bring me some cheer. 

Here I can tell you about the local cuisine. The dog roses produce a fruit, rosehips. Each year I harvest them to bring to a woman in the village. With them, she will create the most delicious jam and sweet wine. I must ask her for her recipes. I do not know why I haven’t yet. Perhaps I am hoping to ignore how she is aging and how I am not willing to cope with the day when she will not be. She has always been as kind as she can to me. It will be difficult for me to get by without her. She taught me most of what I know about living here when my trip abroad became permanent. She also makes a fine polenta that could warm the heart of a merciless executioner. Most other dishes in the area are made with ground meat of various game animals and winter vegetables, all baked, cooked, or pickled with the most flavourful spices. 

For your last question, asking if I read often: I do indeed. The keep has a large library of hundreds eclectic books from all over the world all with different subject matter. I can’t tell you how many I’ve read. I was fortunate to find some of them in English when I arrived. I hadn’t known a single word from the native tongue when I first came here. Thankfully some traders knew German which I learned in university and other travels. Now after many years of residing here I can proudly say I am rather mediocre in my Romanian. 

Thank you again for writing to me. I appreciate your time and thoughts spent. I am open to answer any more questions you may have. May I ask a few to you in return? Do you work for a law office or university? Your writing is studious which makes me curious about your background. Where are you from? Have there been any interesting events? I’ve been divorced from the country for so long, I can’t remember the last time I heard any news. 

I am fondly awaiting your reply. 

𝓡. 𝓜. 𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭

#ask #Anonymous #master's call [ ic ] #The Mysterious R. Hart #APOLOGIZES FOR THE DELAY #Many thoughts were needed for this reply #i hope i've kept his strangeness in his words #but if not!!! i am practicing and that is what matters :) #🖤🖤🖤🖤 #v: Turning of the Century