Love Me Like You - Chapter 4: Tequila
Read Chapter 1: Breathe | Chapter 2: A Mess (Happy 4 U) | Chapter 3: Mr. Perfectly Fine
😍pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x F!Reader
💭summary: High school and college sweethearts. That’s what the two of you were. And that’s the keyword: were. What are you to do when you come face to face with the man that broke your heart three years ago?
⚠️warning: mentions of alcohol consumption
🎶 Song Inspiration 1: Breathe by Little Mix
🎶 Song Inspiration 2: A Mess (Happy 4 U) by Little Mix
🎶 Song Inspiration 3: Love Me Like You by Little Mix
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2 Years, 9 months and 1 week since his heart broke. Correction since he broke your heart and each day that passed still hurt like hell.
The bar had been packed with new and familiar faces. He was talking to Penny ordering more beers when his world stopped for a moment.
Above the sound of the music and people talking, he heard the most beautiful laugh. A laugh that he always loved and had been haunting him as of late. He asks for a shot of tequila once Penny brings him the beers.
He slowly turns to look around the bar when his eyes land on you. There you were. Looking and being as effortlessly beautiful and self-assured as always. He became puzzled when he saw it was Bob who you were with. He made sure to always stay out of your line of sight, but he kept you in his the whole time.
What he hadn’t noticed was Bob’s girl was already at the bar. When she approached the table and kisses Bob, he was furious on your behalf until he saw the two of you hugging.
“Why did Bob invite her?” He asks Javy once he returned to the pool table with the beers.
Javy is about to answer that he didn’t know when he sees Bob jump and laugh at the sudden shrieking that surrounds him.
Jake sees the moment Evelyn pulls you into a tight hug. His Naval Academy girlfriend was friends with his high school sweetheart? He had never been more confused than he was at that moment.
He goes to order a few more tequila shots to steel his nerves. What he didn’t expect was that the liquor had the opposite effect on him.
Jake sat with Javy as he nursed the bottles of beer and the shots of tequila. He takes drink after drink, not yet feeling the haze of the liquor. He only focuses on how it burns as he swallows it.
Seeing you laughing and dancing with Bradley and Mickey triggered something in him that angered him. The anger and jealousy doubled when he overheard you say that you had someone back home.
He had no claim to you. He knew he had no right to be jealous. He LEFT you after all. It wasn’t your fault that you were always friendly and easy to talk to.
It wasn’t your fault that he still loved you so much.
It wasn’t your fault that you looked even more beautiful than you had since he last saw you.
And it wasn’t your fault that he was the one to break your heart for being selfish.
The burn of the clear liquid just felt too good to stop drinking it. Instead of staying inside with the crowd growing, he takes a bottle of tequila and goes to sit outside by the water.
Pulling out his phone, he unlocks it and starts scrolling through his photos. He pulls up his favorites album. They all were of the two of you or of things that reminded him of you.
He drunkenly smiles at the picture of you wearing his football jersey and helmet and pretending to pose like him. The memory hits him hard as the tequila starts to hit him.
He swipes at his phone to move to the next picture. The next one is of you two at his parents ranch. You both had finished riding the horses after an impromptu picnic. He remembers the picnic as it was when he asked you to prom.
Swiping once more, he comes across a video of you reading to his nieces a bedtime story. You both were still high school seniors but at that moment he knew he wanted to marry you.
He wanted to have a future with you. A future where you’d both have the same love and happiness your parents had. Both your sets of parents, to him, were the epitome of true love.
Of course, no couple was perfect but he knew that with their example and encouragement, you both could have the same thing. ‘Damn it Seresin… You really did leave her hanging when you promised her you wouldn’t.’
As he finishes the bottle of tequila, he realizes that the music had died down a bit from the bar. He goes to stand up to find a way home, but he stumbles a bit.
When two arms reach out to steady him, that’s when he realizes he’s not alone. He hadn’t been for a while. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he couldn’t hear his name being called over and over.
As he steadies himself, he can finally make out who is the one helping him. His heart sinks when he sees that it’s Javy that is helping him.
“Come on buddy. Let’s get you home. You’ve had too much…” Javy says.
Jake then hears Javy say “I’ll send you the address once we get to the car. Thank you so much for driving us… And I’m really sorry you had to see him like this.”
Jake then turns to see who Javy is talking to when his heart stops as his eyes fall on you and the keys in your hand.
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Pairings: Professor!Charlie Barber x Black!oc
Warnings: Age gap(36-23), light sexual themes, divorced husband, teacher x student.
Word count: 666
Theme song: Fantasy— Mariah Carey
Pt.1
“I’m gonna be late.” Diana breathed heavily, the gloss on her lips sucked off by Charlie. He liked the fruity flavor. Though she’s young, she’d never imagined becoming physically exhausted. They just went three for three last night, and now he’s got his hand up her skirt this morning in his car.
“So am I.” He moaned, his hand going further up between her pillowy thighs. If you asked Charlie, everything about her is pillowy, and luscious, especially her breast. His free hand grabbed at one of her dark nipples, while his lips fervently sucked, and kissed at her other.
“Yet, your face is still stuffed in my titties?” Diana quipped, he let out a defeated sigh, and reluctantly pulled away. Charlie looked upset, his bottom lip poked out like a child, and his eyes lingering on her mocha thighs. A breeze blew through the window causing her scent to hook itself right into his nostrils. Vanilla, and natural musk, he wished that smell could be permanently planted into his nose.
“Fuck.” He groans, which makes Diana giggle beside him, Charlie doesn’t dare turn to her while she’s fixing herself. He didn’t have the willpower to say no to himself.
“Don’t blame me, blame Professor Shinoda. I think she has it out for me.” Diana pressed her index finger to her lower lip, a gesture she does when deep in thought. Charlie rolled his eyes at the mention of the name, he inhaled deeply, and as he pulled out of the Administration parking lot, he tried not to feel guilty for thinking of his ex wife just now.
That’s because she probably does, she’s sorta friends with Nicole, and like all of Nicole’s friends, they took her side on everything. He said to himself, he hasn’t quite gotten over thinking of his ex without flinching.
“What’s on your mind?” She asked, her head tilted to the side like a puppy, again, Charlie sighed.
“Mmh, it’s nothing.” He mumbles, he wished there was something he could say to fill the silence, although she seemed to be fine with it. The only thing that came to his mind at this moment was all his unpacked issues with Nicole. Charlie pressed his lips together to keep from unloading his baggage onto Diana. Save it for therapy Charlie. He indeed would have a lot to say in the next session.
“Don’t take yourself so seriously Charles, and if it makes you feel any better, Shinoda hated me before she walked in on us.” Diana giggled, Charlie loved those girly mannerisms of hers, somehow it made him feel like more of a man. Diana is soft, sensual, and allows herself to be dainty. Her power lies within her femininity, unlike Nicole, who seems to always try to prove to Charlie that she doesn’t need him.
He gave Diana a once over with his eyes, he’d be lying if he said she wasn’t his perfect fantasy. Youthful, easy going, smart, and beautiful. Initially he told himself it would be a one time thing, but now he’s not sure if he can quit her. I think I’ve lost my mind. Charlie thought as he glanced at himself in the rearview mirror, he noticed his cheeks were a bit flushed, a result of his lustrous desire for Diana.
Charlie is pulled from his spiraling thoughts when she grabs him by the chin. Her eyes looked like melted chocolate in the sun, a tiny smile on her full lips. Her other hand placed gently on his knee, a subtle reminder that she’s leaving him untaken care of. He groaned from the uncomfortableness between his thighs.
“I’ll see you at 5.” Swiftly, Diana kissed his cheek, then his lips, and patted his chest. Her sweet scent smacked him in the face as she turned and got out of the car.
“Oh uh, don’t forget your change of clothes again for class.” Charlie called from the passenger window, she turned back, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
“Yes daddy.” She purred back at him, her tone giving him chills down his spine. Images from last night flashed by his mind, the crook of his neck, and tips of his ears where she kissed him began to tingle.
“Alright pull it together Charlie.” He tried to shake himself out of the haze Diana left him in, he then pulled away from the sidewalk.
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Pick a Card- Full Moon in Aries: What are you Releasing? (5/6)
My intention for this reading is to look into the energy the Full Moon in Aries brought in for you on Sunday, October 9th, 2022. Feel free to use this reading as a guide to set intention and reflect on what you're needing to release. I pray these messages reach who it's meant for. These messages are kind of long, so I had to split up the post.
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I feel Spirit wants me to cut to the chase for you guys. With this full moon in Aries, I feel for most of you the Divine is wanting you to let go of a specific relationship. If you’ve been experiencing a lot of stagnation and feeling like you’re not getting anywhere it’s because of a specific attachment that you have with a person. I’m hearing for the Divine that you have so much potential and there’s so much potential to have the things that you desire, but they’re not giving them to you because they don’t want you to share the gifts and blessings given to you with this person because they have not earned them. I feel you guys don’t recognize your own strength and your ability to stand on your own. I’m also hearing you may also resonate with the messages from Pile 1 as well. Only go back and read that one if you feel called to do so. I don’t want to tell you to leave this person because I understand that we are all human and it’s really, really hard to break attachments to people we care about. But I feel you’re reaching a climax with this person. I feel the Divine is about to intervene on your behalf. Unfortunately, I do feel this intervention will be painful. I feel the Divine has intervened on your behalf before, but you keep going back. I am hearing for some of you that you’ve gone through cycles where you were with this person and your believed they felt like home, then something happened between the two of you that caused a split. It was painful for a while, but then with time you started to see improvements in your life, your energy and optimism about life returned. Once you started to feel better this person came back. I am hearing for someone that you believe that you are the weak one and this person is your strength and your pillar. I’m hearing that’s an illusion. You only see this person as your strength and your pillar because they are too close to you and they’re stealing your energy. In truth you are the pillar. You are the one with all the strength. In those moments of separation when your vitality starts to return that is your strength being returned to you. This person your involved with lacks all the qualities you have and when your energy starts to leave them and come back to you, they panic and leech back on to you. I feel this person is a Karmic Partner. I’m hearing for some of you that this isn’t just one person. You’ve experienced these types of connections before. (Continued)
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DNA: a basic guide
there’s been a lot of new/returning activity in the community, and though i’m somewhat new to DNAing myself, i thought i’d make a very basic overview, since i’ve seen a lot of lifters asking questions about it.
feel free to reblog with additions/your own experiences!
MASSIVE DISCLAIMER:
i am not the authority on anything i’m about to write. i’m a stranger on the internet! as you should with all posts on liftblr, take what i’m about to say with a relative grain of salt, and do your own research and risk assessment.
what does “DNA” mean?
“DNA” stands for “did not arrive.” it’s used as shorthand to describe a common type of online refund fraud.
how does it work/how do i do it?
there’s no special process. it’s relatively simple:
the customer places a legitimate online order for their target item/items. however, when the package arrives, the customer then contacts customer service and claims the parcel didn’t show up in order to receive a fraudulent refund.
unlike shoplifting, with DNAs, a legitimate purchase has to occur in order for the scam to take place.
what are the consequences if i get caught?
this is very important: DNAing, no matter how small the amount, is a type of fraud. based on where you live, the legal penalties for getting caught will vary—it can be difficult to find information online, but i would encourage you to do as much research as possible.
however, even if companies don’t take legal action, refund scamming can result in your account(s) or address being blacklisted from certain online stores. i’ve heard certain companies (amazon) will even ban IPs (which basically means they ban your whole computer, rather than just an account on it). i’ve also heard UPS and other mail carriers can/do ban the addresses of repeat offenders if a suspicious amount of investigations (see below) have been filed.
i personally haven’t heard of anyone experiencing trouble from their bank’s end, but i would stay vigilant nonetheless.
other important terminology
EB: this stands for “empty box.” it’s a variant of DNAing where, instead of claiming the parcel didn’t arrive, you claim the box itself came empty.
partial DNA: partial DNA is when you claim only a portion of your order didn’t arrive. for example, you might say you received a dress you ordered, but were missing a shirt or a pair of shoes—the company then refunds you for only the “missing” items.
investigation: an investigation occurs when the company files a report with the carrier regarding the missing package. this can take days to weeks to process. from what i understand, most of these investigations are either protocol or purely meant to scare you off, and most of the time go absolutely nowhere.
how long should i wait after my order is placed/delivered to contact customer service?
it depends. many people suggest waiting longer so the company is less likely to conduct an investigation (it’s virtually useless after a certain point). however, i’ve also had some successes doing it the day of delivery; use your best judgement.
what do i say to customer service?
act natural! put yourself in the mindset of someone whose order has genuinely failed to show up. be disappointed but polite, and above all firm in what you want. many DNAs are as simple as:
YOU: hello, i placed an order on your site about a week and a half ago. i got an email saying my package was delivered, but i didn’t receive my order.
CS: i’m sorry to hear that. let me check on that for you... i can offer you a reshipment or a refund. which would you prefer?
YOU: a refund, please.
a common mistake is over-explanation. don’t offer more than what customer service asks—an innocent person likely wouldn’t.
i’m not going to go in-depth with methods or “what-ifs” on this post, but there are plenty of great tips on liftblr and reddit. however, if you end up facing suspicion, you will need the ability to stick to a believable story if you want your money back.
what stores can i DNA?
there are lots of stores you can (relatively) safely DNA, with varying degrees of difficulty. from what i’ve read and my own experiences, most people agree that:
shein/romwe*
glossier
lush
hollister
abercrombie
victoria’s secret
are easy places to start and build your confidence. if you’re curious about a certain store, ask around! lots of people are willing to share their experiences. or check out my new blog—@dna-stories!
*shein and romwe will always open an investigation to try and scare you off—however, i have literally never heard of one of these investigations going anywhere. don’t let it intimidate you!
ANOTHER HUGE DISCLAIMER:
just like shoplifting, it’s important to keep greed and recklessness in check. there’s always a risk with DNAing; be smart, and never spend what you can’t afford to lose. if you need that $600 for rent, don’t blow it on bathing suits and bank on your refund—there’s always a chance you won’t get your money back, and you don’t want to accidentally put yourself in a bad position.
where can i find more tips?
reddit has a lot of good information, particularly about amazon, though be mindful of the age of certain threads; some things are bound to outdated. this is a master list of store information i’ve referred to before (but again, take everything with a grain of salt)!
there are also a ton of lifters who post helpful tips on here. i’ve been referring to @heavenlylifter, @urfavoritelifter and @fairylift’s blogs a lot—and many others, too!
i hope this post serves as a helpful intro to DNAing!
stay safe, and happy scamming!
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Kinks Each Nekoma and Fukurodani Member has
Due to the great reaction from my Karasuno and Aoba Johsai, I have done Nekoma and Fukurodani. I have included the most prominent the boy volleyball players in this. I hope you enjoy what kinks each of them have. I tried to have some variety. Tell me your your head cannons! If you have any suggestions, feel free to message me. Reblog and like if you enjoy please!!
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Tetsuro Kuroo: Rigger
Nothing is prettier in the eyes of Kuroo than you wrapped in red rope that rarely stays hidden for long when you two are home alone.
He’ll spend as long as needed to get you into the position. If you complain or tell him he’s taking too long, it’ll only make him spend more time dedicated to his craft.
Kuroo loves seeing rope burns on your skin. Of course he’ll take care of them when he’s not filling up every inch of your pussy.
When you don’t listen to his commands, he’ll pull on the closest rope and stop the movement of his hips.
“I’ll need you to tell me that you’re sorry before I let you go, beautiful.” One apology is never enough. He’ll wait until you’re crying for him to move before he’ll even think about giving into your desire. Then he’ll punish you with the most brutal speed possible.
Morisuke Yaku: Degradation/brat
Yaku’s sarcasm led its way into the bedroom as soon as you allowed him to see you naked
.He loves his significant other to fight against what he commands in hopes he can call you “a disgusting slut who wants his cock a little too much.”
He’ll wait until your pussy is clenching at the thought of his cock entering you even before he’s gotten a chance to touch you.
If you end up fighting back, he’ll take that time to degrade you even more while waiting until you apologize.
If you get him to bottom, he’ll be a brat right back. He doesn’t beg for your pussy to slide all the way down unless you’ve been teasing him the same way he’s done to you.
Taketora Yamamoto: Oral
Yamamoto loves being held in between the thighs of his significant other. The pressure of your legs tightening around his head drives him insane.
He has waited his entire life to be close enough to see your perfect pussy that a few times he’s cum by listening to your moans and hands. He’ll make sure not to waste a single drop your body gives you.
Yamamoto knows how to use his fingers as much as his tongue. Once you’ve been prepped, two fingers will easily slip in to try and find your g-spot. He’ll find it with ease as your body has always been his roadmap.
He can spend hours dedicated to making you feel good but once his lips leave your body, he’ll want to push you until you break.
Kenma Kozume: Voice Control/Voyeurism
I do think he’s ace however I’ll describe his sex life
Kenma loves to hear you cry out his name as you’re bouncing on his cock in his gaming chair. However, he also enjoys you not having the ability to make noise more.
He’ll put his gaming headset on you and unmute his discord. Making sure to whisper in your ear “you wouldn’t want anyone to hear your moans.”
He’ll take his time with each thrust in you just to drag out every whine, moan, and cry that comes out of your mouth.
There’s been a few times where you’ve almost been caught as Kenma was being extra spicy and moved faster than the rhyme he created which caused you to cry out his name directly into the microphone.
The other end of the line seemed confused as they thought it was Kenma on the headset but your voice was clearly heard. He took the mic from you and said he had other business to attend to before quickly shutting off the game.
Let’s say that you may not be able to walk properly the next day because a good kitten needs punishment.
Lev Haiba: Size Kink
Because Lev is so tall, he wants a significant other he can thrown onto the bed and fuck the living daylights out of. Anyone is shrunken by the absolute giant of a man.
He loves bending you over any surface and ripping off your pants. He is an impatient child when it comes to sex.
He uses his size to grab the headboard to add more force to his thrusts anytime you are in doggystyle. He’ll have your head buried in the mattress because you know you’re not walking out of the bedroom without your back hurting in the morning.
Lev enjoys picking you up and pushing you against the wall for sex. Anything that will show who's actually in control of the bedroom.
Fukurodani
Kotaro Bokuto: Stomach bulge
Bokuto is huge. And I mean extremely huge to the point you’ve had a bruised cervix before.
He gets energetic whenever you’ll have sex with him. He’ll walk around begging throughout the days he really needs a release. If he gets too horny, he’ll send you a perfectly pictured nude of him in the mirror at practice.
One of the first times you guy had sex, he moved his hand to settle your hips as he slowly gave you every single inch. His hand met to your stomach and could feel his own dick bulging out of your stomach.
Ever since that day, he loves placing his hand against your stomach to feel himself as he sets an unmatchable pace with his hips.
“Baby, don’t you feel how much I fill you up. I can feel myself outside. I must be fucking you good.” All of this is said while pleasure-filled tears roll down your cheeks.
Keiji Akaashi: Creampie/ Cockwarming
Akaashi claims his property well. He rarely will cum anywhere else but as deep inside you as possible.
He’ll take extra care to get you off first before he chases his own orgasm because he’ll want to watch every burst of cum to be buried so deep that it may never actually be seen again.
His favorite moment is when he feels your pussy flutter around him begging for more. Your trembles and cries only lead to another round so he can fill you up even more.
Sometimes Akaashi will want to keep his dick warm from your body heat. He’ll pull you in to cuddle only for you to notice he’s still deep inside. “I’m only telling anyone else that may see you that you are mine and only mine, sweetheart.”
Even when you try to stand up to get dressed or go use the restroom, he’ll drag you back to the comfort of his arms and cock.
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Okay this has been bothering me so friggin much, we’re gonna set some things straight: THIS. IS NOT. THE SAME. GUY.
So if you’ve been around, you’ve might’ve seen that claim that the protestor who can bully Markus in Shades of Color is the same dude who’s later found dead in the Eden Club:
No hate on the person who initially thought this—there is certainly a preponderance of brown-haired, bearded Caucasian jerks throughout the game.
BUT IT BUGS ME TO NO FRICKIN END THAT THIS THING KEEPS GETTING RECIRCULATED WHEN IT’S SO OBVIOUSLY FALSE.
CAN WE PLS STOP IT WITH THE MISINFORMATION.
COUPLE THINGS OF NOTE:
1. THE SKULL AND CROSSBONES TATTOO ON HIS NECK
2. HIS HEIGHT—NOTICEABLY SHORTER THAN MARKUS, BY A COUPLE INCHES
3. THE CONCAVE CURVE OF HIS NOSE (ski slope like)
4. DEEP-SET, HOODED EYES (also thick upper eyelid, not so much at all on the lower eyelid though)
5. THICK, GOOD-SIZED MEDIUM BEARD (trimmed to emphasize an angular jawline that’s also very close to his lips)
NOW LET’S LOOK AT THE EDEN CLUB GUY, SHALL WE?
1. FIRST THING OF NOTE: OMG LOOK, A CLEAR SHOT OF THE CORRECT SIDE OF HIS NECK WHERE THE SKULL AND CROSSBONES TATTOO SHOULD BE IF THIS IS INDEED THE SAME GUY, BUT ISN’T.
Oh, one might say, but it’s dark where that tattoo should be. Maybe it’s just in shadow? Maybe if we had a closer look, oh surely we’d be able to see that highly recognizable tattoo.
BUT GUESS WHAT? We DO get a close up view of this dude’s neck at the exact angle at which we should have been able to see a tattoo there, if there was any.
Do you see a tattoo? I certainly don’t see any tattoo.
If the larger picture is too blurry (and even if blurry, there should have been at least some sort of indication of that very distinct tattoo, if it was there)—then allow me to direct you to the crystal clear, pristine analysis window in the bottom left hand corner that clearly shows bruising, but no sign of the highly distinctive tattoo that isn’t there.
2. ON TO THE SECOND THING OF NOTE: WOW, WE ALSO GET HIS ACTUAL LISTED HEIGHT, WHICH IS TALLER, NOT SHORTER, THAN MARKUS.
6′2″, huh? How tall is Jesse Williams, again?
OH YEAH, that’s right. 6′1″. An inch shorter than the Eden Club guy.
And yes, I realize the character heights might differ, but to our collective chagrin, these are not listed anywhere so this is the best we have to go off of.
If you want to get into it, as of 2018 the average height of black and white males was a little under 5′10″, and we know Josh is several inches taller than Markus (look at any time the two are standing together). Markus would need to be about 6′4″ to have the height difference in that early-game scene, making Josh somewhere around 6′7″, which I just cannot see CyberLife expending resources to make university lecture androids very needlessly taller than the average. More costly, more materials, etc.
But back to the dead guy in the Eden Club! I know nobody wants to look at this guy’s ugly mug more than we have to, but bear with me:
3. THIRD THING OF NOTE: THE CONVEX CURVE OF HIS NOSE. Bowed out, not in like that of Mr. Decrier of Job-Stealing. Last I checked, facial structure isn’t the kind of stuff that changes in death.
4. FOURTH THING OF NOTE: While his upper eyelid is thick like the protestor’s, his LOWER EYELID IS NOTICEABLY THICKER, and his EYES ARE NOT AS DEEPLY SET as the tattooed shover’s. (Clarification: I’m using the term “deep-set” more so to describe the incline in towards the face from brow to eye for lack of a better term.)
5. FIFTH THING OF NOTE: ROUNDER, CLOSER TRIMMED BEARED WITH NO ANGULAR JAWLINE AND COMPARATIVELY AMPLE SPACING AROUND HIS LIPS.
In conclusion,
THEY ARE NOT THE SAME PERSON.
So for the love of RA9 and all that is reasonable, please reblog separate critiques like this one instead of adding on your observations to the original, misinformed, honest mistake. It only gives it more exposure.
THIS HAS BEEN A HIGHLY SPECIFIC FANDOM PSA.
Please feel free to add on any additional observations of your own.
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literally can’t understand what you’re trying to say with the exclusionist post can you reword it
YEAH, I appreciate u asking, here's the gist:
The terms exclusionist and inclusionist are another example of Tumblr/Twitter trying to put people into categories of GOOD and bad, similar to the usage of anti/proshipper.
It's impossible to put people into binary categories, the usage of "Good" vs. "Bad" never works in any given context. This is also why having a gender binary doesn't work. Humans are very complex!
Now, that being said, this statement should not inherently tell people that I am an 'exclusionist'. That leap of logic does not make sense. Nowhere are the words "Asexuals are not LBGT" (which, to my understanding, is the main signifier of an 'exclusionist) anywhere present on my page or my posts.
That's all I said!
(If you want something deeper than my surface-level thoughts, feel free to click the read-more. I appreciate you asking for clarification.)
What do I believe then, if the terms "inclusionist" and "exclusionist" are overused and continuously abused in Tumblr/Twitter discourse spheres?
It's a nuanced situation. That means both sides are fucking stupid. The notion that inclusionists are DA GOOD GUYS and exclusionists are DA BAD GUYS makes the whole discourse pointless and completely antithetical to what the ace community should be focusing on.
Asexuals are people just like the rest of us. The need to consistently belittle them and claim that they do not exist has been tiring ever since the term first became popular/known in leftist circles. Many people do not feel sexual attraction, and there should absolutely be a conversation to teach others that sex is not the end all be all for a lot of people. The topic of "Sex or No Sex" shouldn't be something people actively care about.
//CW BELOW: r slur, CSA mention, heavy subject matter//
Here is a bit of personal information I feel comfortable sharing now.
I distinctly remember feeling very ostracized as a teen. (FOR MANY REASONS, but for this point, I'm specifically on the subject of sex/sexuality.) Everyone around me was falling prey to the horror that is heterosexuality and society's expectations of sex and the exploitation of young girls.
I actively did not feel sexual attraction at an age many of my peers did. I remember arguing back and forth with my dad in 2014 that there was a small community of people online that didn't feel sexual attraction, both boys and girls, and he called me r*tarded, saying that every man wants to have sex, and every girl wants sex with men. I was mortified by what he said to me. It stuck with me long after that conversation. At this time, I already knew my dad was a sexual predator who had no problem ruining my life, so it makes sense why at first the asexual community resonated with me.
//CW end//
From the time I was 15 to about 20, I considered myself asexual to a specific degree. I was a sex-repulsed ace for many years. I remember IDing as demi as a teen, back when I was stuck in MOGAI hell, and later in my life, I focused more on the bigger LGBT labels, searching for the perfect fit.
Eventually, I grew up and realized it was no one's fucking business how I personally felt about sex and what my relationship to it was. Ace is a modifier label to me. When I realized I was a lesbian who had been ashamed of my attraction to women and nonbinary people I was literally euphoric. That was the most important thing to me. Being able to have lesbian sex was literally more healing than anything else in the fuckin world.
Sex is a really fucking personal thing, and when I hit 21 years old I stopped giving a shit about acecourse. I'm on my own now and I got bills to pay and shit to do.
Even though I personally don't think being ace makes me intrinsically LGBT, I'm smart enough to understand that most who ID as ace are also queer in some way. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Now the biggest reason why I stopped associating with the worst fucking discourse-ridden community on Tumblr.
There are a group of asexuals that have been some of the most tone-deaf, obnoxious, bigoted pieces of shit I've ever seen on the internet. The push amongst this very specific portion of aces on the internet to demonize sex completely, lump the LGBT community (a community that is largely filled with people who are, you guessed it, not asexual) with cishets solely on the basis that they are 'Sex Havers' (which is... extremely weird and invasive in general), consistently harassing lesbians and leaving them out of any sort of pride posts/merch, and misusing terms like TERF (a term that should ONLY be used when talking about transmisogynistic radical feminists.... an actual fascist hate group that has caused the real deaths of real women), is not something other aces should be actively supporting, and it should not be up to your fellow LGBTs to teach you shit you should already know. ESPECIALLY if you're fucking white and your main target of harassment is against black and brown people. You got all that time to bitch about shit and somehow no time to reblog a person of colors donation post. Okay.
I'm way past the point of giving a fuck, so please, if you disagree with any of my points, gladly grow up and leave my page. I shouldn't have to hide my thoughts to please a small minority of idiots on the internet. I'm too fucking old for this and so are y'all.
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Hypnotized (SBI x adopted! ender dragon hybrid!named character fanfiction) Dream x named character fanfiction)
Sequel to “I Don’t Even Care About You”. Link to first part here.
Trigger Warnings: attempted mental manipulation, mentions of successful mental manipulation, same amount of descriptive death as the last one, so nothing bloody, but could be uncomfortable for some readers
Pairings: SBI x adopted! ender dragon hybrid!named character, Dream x named character
Word Count: about 800ish, not too long at all
Note: this was unanticipated on my end but I felt like I needed to continue Anna’s story and I didn’t want to leave it off with the way the first part ended. Hope you guys enjoy, don’t forget to follow me for more, and don’t be afraid to message me if you ever want to be added to a tag list for new fics. I’m also considering a part 3 after writing this. What do you guys think. Feel free to reblog with what you think or leave a comment telling me. I want to hear from you guys reading it. All feedback is appreciated- even the negative stuff should you want to leave a hate comment.
Anna blinked away the hot tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. Dream stood in front of her, mask pulled over his face and masking his emotions. She doesn’t have that luxury.
“You used me,” she whispers, nearly inaudible over the explosions that destroy the city of L’Manburg.
Dream doesn’t say anything in response, instead turning to face away from the young girl.
“SAY SOMETHING!” Anna screams at him, pulling his shoulder around so he’s facing her as the tears flow freely down her face.
His mask stares down at her, but he’s actually looking up, sparing a glance at the withers that Techno spawned in, watching as Tubbo slumps to the ground, hands pressed against his abdomen where Techno’s blade was only a moment ago. Anywhere but her.
“I told you about how my family treated me, how I was casted out. And you used me for your own sick game. To destroy people’s homes all for your own entertainment. You fucking used me and-”
“It wasn’t just for my entertainment. Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it either. Getting back at the people that had hurt you most. After all, you said it yourself. You were tired of being stepped on by everyone here. I gave you the opportunity to change that, to finally be the one on top and you’re going to claim that I used you.” Dream says almost hypnotically, a crazed undertone to his voice. “I allowed you to help me and to get back at them. That’s not using you. I gave you a gift. Now, you no longer have any ties to them. You don’t have to worry about your family anymore.”
Dream laughs loudly, clutching his stomach and doubling over from laughing so hard. Anna simply stands there silently, the feeling of rage building inside her and threatening to boil over.
“You’re just like them…” she mumbles, hands clenching tightly into fists. “You’re just like them, always allowing me to tag along, allowing me to hang around, or to stay in the spare room at the house. Goodbye Dream.”
Dream’s too late to block her sword as she stabs it into him, pulling it out and watching the dark red color stain the front of his green hoodie. He crumples to the ground, unmoving and Anna breathes out a deep breath she didn’t even know she was holding. The sounds around her seem to fade out and for the first time in a long time, she finds herself relaxed. Like a weight was lifted off her shoulders. It’s relieving.
Suddenly, a hand on her shoulder pulls her out of her trance and she turns to look at who it is.
“Anna, you may not want anything to do with me anymore. But I want you to know that I love you. You may not be my biological child, but I still love you just as much. And I also want you to know that I’m sorry for how I acted raising you. But I want to try and be your father again. Just come with me and Techno, up north. We’ll be safe- away from all of this.” Phil says, tears pricking in the corners of his eyes.
Despite what happened in her childhood, she finds herself wanting to agree. To give in and just go with him and Techno.
“I can’t. What will everyone else think, when they see that you and Techno are associating with the person that helped Dream cause all of this? When they find out that I’m living with you guys?”
“Anna, he never cared about you. He used you, and manipulated you into helping him. He saw a hurt, vulnerable kid and decided to take advantage of that and he used you to help bring about the destruction of Manburg. I don’t care what everyone else will say- you’re still my daughter. You’re still my child. No matter what you did. And especially not when you did it because you were being manipulated” Phil says sternly.
He pulls Anna into a hug, wings wrapping around her and hugging her close, the charred feathers scraping in what has to be the most uncomfortable way against her wings. And she finds herself giving in to his wish, reciprocating his hug and letting the momentary feeling of safety wash over her.
“Okay, I’ll go with you.” She whispers.
“C’mon guys! We’ve got to go now!” Techno runs by, cape trailing behind him as he sprints towards the nether portal.
“Let’s go.” Phil says, pulling away and running after Techno, with Anna following close behind.
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I have been silent for some time now. I have refrained from exhibiting any plaguing thoughts that might warrant me the label of “that person”, but I’m at the point where I’ve had my fill.
Ramble under the cut so as to not... offend or inconvenience anyone. There’s absolutely no obligation to read this. It’s Tumblr. You can block/ignore me. The option to do so is readily accessible.
I’ve been a Bad Batch fan since day one. While I didn’t start creating that very same day, it was relatively close. Point being, I’m a long-time dedicated fan. As the premiere to their series draws closer, I feel like there is going to be a great shift, rift here. That being said, I figured now is as good a time as any to make this post.
I love those boys beyond words. They’ve been the one constant in my life amidst a rapid and debilitating change. I love getting to give them life, even if my interpretations aren’t the most accurate.
Yes, I am a new Writer and yes, I am new to Tumblr, as I am sure both of those things are painfully apparent.
I get that it is impossible to please everyone. It’s something I’m learning more and more with each passing day. It’s something that gets harder to swallow, even more so.
I’d like to say that being here has been a largely positive experience, with all of these great connections and opportunities. But honestly? It’s been more isolating than anything. I’ve actually never felt more isolated than since I joined a year ago.
As a content creator or even just a general blogger, I don’t ask for much. I don’t ask for anything, in fact. I consider myself very low maintenance. I don’t demand/harass/play the martyr for reblogs. I have never mentioned it once, and never will. Some people on here are so damn passive-aggressive about it, and quite frankly, it’s embarrassing. It’s very stigmatizing. While I completely understand the frustration surrounding the like-to-reblog ratio, I think it’s neither tasteful nor reputable to threaten to call people out for not reblogging your fics. I wish I could say I was joking on that one. But I’ve seen it profoundly. Not cool.
And yet, no one says anything or raises any concern there.
Yet I make metas, harmless rambles, and I get shot down? Seriously?
—I need to “chill”, it’s “overkill”, I’m “overthinking”. I and my content are apparently just so damn arduous to interact with.
If you don’t like me, please just move on. There are plenty of other Bad Batch creators for you to enjoy. You know that. My work is absolutely not the final say, and I’ve never claimed it to be.
What is so wrong, with sharing one’s thoughts? Why do people inherently have a problem with other’s creative efforts? I see it time over again. Why do I feel like if I was making a bunch of smutty posts it wouldn’t be as much of a problem, that it in fact would be infinitely more welcome? (Absolutely NO shade to people who create smut, okay? I’ve made my own share. I admire those bold enough to do so regularly. I absolutely love them. Please teach me your ways).
This ramble really has nothing to do with the most recent event regarding my contributions. Rather, it’s a culmination of experiences over the past several months that have brewed and festered to the point where I can no longer keep downplaying it.
Social media, at its core, is one big popularity contest. It always has been, it always will be. But I’m not here to win. That’s never been my objective. That’s not what I’m about. Surprise (or not), I am not a popular blog. Not by a long shot. I’ll never claim otherwise.
I don’t ask people to view/interact with my content, I’m not an activist, I can’t even fathom exuding that kind of confidence. Even though I, admittedly, crave it. I suspect I crave interaction as much as the next creator. It’s a nice feeling. Yet there’s never been any obligation for it, especially with me, so I don’t understand what the problem is. As I’ve said, there are ample ways for you to block/avoid me. It’s the internet. In this day and age, there’s no excuse for viewing anything you don’t want to.
I came here in the hopes of finding like-minded individuals, uplifting and interacting, and exercising some otherwise stunted creativity.
All Tumblr as taught me is that creating and contributing is largely a thankless, empty endeavor. You can give and give and give and be reduced to nothing. There’s a profound imbalance between “giving” and “receiving”, and in regards to both ends of the scale, it’s became apparent to me that if you don’t cater heavily and in unreasonable degrees or get “noticed” by a popular blog, you get nothing, and your efforts are null and void.
Truthfully? I constantly feel like I walk on eggshells here, and it’s all I can do to not crack under the pressure, even though it’s my blog and my headspace. I should feel comfortable and free to express myself here, and I don’t, and I’m unsure of how to achieve that sense of stability. To be completely honestly I feel like a constant bother and a nuisance. When I post, I literally feel like there is a collective eye-roll that comes with people receiving a notification from my blog. Even though I know, rationally, that can’t be true, that’s an absurd level of thinking. I can’t say I can pinpoint exactly where it stems from.
But regardless: I hardly ever talk about/create the things I actually want. I only recently just got ballsy enough to share some metas, and we all know how well that’s going. I try not to have smut out of respect for my asexual/minor mutuals, even though the tag to blacklist is very much an option. I try not to bring up conflicting topics, Tumblr, political, or otherwise, even though with proper tagging I could. But I try not to even bring that into existence. Even though it’s my right to, I don’t.
I don’t actually feel like I fit into any narrative here, especially in the Bad Batch fandom; even though we are all basically the same steadfast group of bloggers. We all know who we are. We all coexist in the same space. It’s nearly impossible to be unaware of each other, at this point.
And yet, I’m not in a bunch of Discord servers or backed by a team of beta readers and all that jazz. It’s basically just me talking to myself out here. It’s very isolating.
Part of that—most of it—is my own crippling social anxiety, and the genuine belief that I don’t deserve to be in the same space/servers as all of these brilliant creators. Because I’m just me, and there’s not a whole lot of value there. With that mindset, it’s hard to actually feel like I belong anywhere. I know that is a mindset I have to conquer alone.
My excitement over my creations has largely dwindled into nothing. I seldom ever bounce my ideas off of others—another issue that stems from the fear of presenting as a burden—and even though I try to write for myself, even that fire has pretty much died out. I’m not even sure how or if I could even reignite it, at this point. It’s really quite sad. It makes me very sad, actually. All I wanted was to safely ramble, project all my thoughts and creativity that has otherwise been repressed through prolonged detrimental circumstances.
More than anything, I wanted to find and hold onto something that makes me feel useful, meaningful, happy. More and more I wonder if that’s even possible. I don’t think it is, not here. I often wonder if joining and sharing on Tumblr was a horrible mistake. I miss the innocent joy of when I first started creating. It was so simple. I’m trying to find that simplicity again.
But I’m burned out. I’m running on fumes. I have been for some time.
At this point it goes beyond just “taking a break” from Tumblr. It’s the fact that it all feels like this meaningless, monotonous cycle. I wonder every day if I am an isolated case in experiencing these emotions.
And yet, come tomorrow I will still be here, business as usual.
I’m not asking for sympathy or playing the victim or attacking anyone or trying to guilt-trip into more interaction. I am very aware of my shortcomings and incorrect mindsets. I’m just trying to make sense of it all. I feel very disconnected from everyone here and it’s lonely. This took a lot for me to share. I will most likely delete this because anxiety will eat me up, as it does with everything I post. Yes, everything.
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ShigarakixReader smut
Tenth post of October!!
TW- Piss, Noncon, Voyeurism
Hope you guys enjoy! If you like it, please take the time to reblog <3 It helps a ton! Also if you have any suggestions for what I write in the future, please feel free to leave them in my ask box!
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“Shit…”
You cursed softly under your breath as you made your way across the ball floor, noticing just how bad of a position that you were in. You were sent undercover to this villain’s ball as a spy to try and gather information, but you didn’t realize just how many villains there would be. The worst part is that everyone of them that you recognize, wants your head on a silver platter for tonight’s main course.
You were thankful it was a masked ball but the half mask covering your face didn’t stop you from feeling completely naked and vulnerable as you tried to weave your way through the dancing villains. You hadn’t even realized this sort of thing existed until you were sent as a pro hero to go and infiltrate it. A ball for villains to dance and dress up almost sounded fake after all but it very much wasn’t.
You would like to say you weren’t worried, but it felt like the smallest of wrong moves could get you killed and honestly it could. With the number of villains here, it wouldn’t take long for them to rip you to shreds limb by limb. Just the thought had you shivering as you grabbed a shot off the tray of a server walking past, not caring what kind of alcoholic beverage it was as you closed your eyes and shot it anyways, feeling the burn immediately settle in your chest. You were going to need it for tonight.
“Drinking already~?”
You practically jumped out of your skin when a voice you recognized appeared behind you and you slowly turned around to see Shigaraki…aka the man who probably wanted you dead the most here out of everyone. You choked down your anxiety to offer a smile, handing the shot glass away to the server before turning all of your attention to the villain who was easily recognizable as he used a muzzle as his mask of choice. How fitting. You always did think he seemed a little too feral to be without one.
“It’s never to early for a drink…”
You kept your voice steady, not liking the way the villain’s eyes were traveling your body since you couldn’t tell if he wanted to kill you or eat you. Either way you didn’t really like the outcome. “I suppose.” His eyes dragged their way back to yours and with the way he looked at you, you felt like you weren’t wearing a mask at all. You felt completely vulnerable and suddenly you wanted to dart the other way but that would completely blow you cover so instead you stood still in front of him, trying to keep yourself from looking too suspicious.
“Care for a dance, M’lady?”
He offered his hand which you noticed was gloved. A part of you was thankful as you had seen his quirk in action more times than you’d like to admit, and you weren’t looking to get disintegrated any time soon but you still didn’t reach to take his hand. “Well, actually, I was just about to get going so…” You went to turn on your heel as you politely declined his offer, knowing that dancing with your number one nemesis was about the worst thing that you could do.
After all, that made him about a million percent more likely to figure out your true identity and you weren’t desperate for your demise just yet. Though you were quick to freeze when you felt that gloved hand wrap around your wrist, forcing you to turn back to look at the villain. “I suggest you dance with me~” He spoke barely above a hushed whisper, which made him barely audible with the music in the background drowning everything out unless you concentrated hard.
His tone, despite being soft, told you that this was no suggestion. He was demanding that you take the floor with him but still you offered a tightly lipped smile, doing your best to not appear rude while still being firm. “I really do have to get going…” You looked down at your wrist where his grasp tightened to a point it was almost painful. You had to hold back a wince as those red eyes stayed focus on you, devouring you alive.
“I’m sure you have time for one more dance.”
He pulled you by your wrist against his chest with ease. His other hand, which was now painfully obvious to you wasn’t gloved like the other, rested against your lower back. His pinky being raised was the only thing keeping all of your particles in one piece. “Unless, of course, you want everyone here finding out who you are, hero~”
Your body tensed as you realized he knew exactly who you were already. You racked your brain for what must have given it away when he answered your question, leaning in close to your ear as he whispered. “I’d notice your frame anywhere…you think I haven’t memorized it by now?” A soft purr left his lips as his eyes wandered down your body, making you feel like you were completely naked despite wearing a decent amount of clothes. “Every measurement…every curve has been scanned into my brain. I could recognize you out on the street even if you were wearing a baggy hoodie and jeans just from the degree of the angle your jawline makes~”
He ran a gloved finger along the outline of your jaw, causing a shiver to go through your spine as you looked up at him with a horrified expression written all over your face. The expression just seemed to amuse him though as he offered you a smirk before dragging you towards the dance floor. “It’s time for that dance, M’lady~” He didn’t give you a chance to argue as you were pulled around in his grasp like a doll. Your hands were moved to rest on his shoulders as both of his held onto your waist besides the one pinky which hovered over your frame in almost a teasing manner.
“What is it that you want from me?”
You couldn’t help the question that had been wracking your brain as your bodies slowly began moving with the beat of the music. You were absolutely surrounded with no escape. The mass majority of people that wanted you dead were surrounding you while the one who wanted you the most had you right in the palm of his hands…literally. Now you just needed to figure out what he wanted, and you didn’t see the harm in asking. After all, he proved he already knows who you are and if he wanted you dead immediately, he could have killed you by now.
He proved that with the way he had his pinky carefully hovering over your hip. As if one wrong move and he would have you turned into nothing more than a pile of ashes at his feet. “It would be easier to ask what I don’t want from you…” His voice spoke softly as he seemed just as dangerous with the muzzle on. Like either way he would manage to bite you with the way he was looking down at you.
“I’m gonna make you mine.”
A shiver rolled its way down your spine with the way he said that and you wanted nothing more than to sock him in the face but you were pretty sure causing that much attention to yourself while you were surrounded by the countries most powerful villains wasn’t the smartest idea. He had you trapped right where he wanted you. “I’ll claim you right here in front of everyone~ You’ll be my own little hero pet~”
The unease that flowed through your body at the sound of that left you stiff. It took everything you had to keep your feet moving with the beat as you slow danced with the criminal. “You’re fucking sick, you know that?” You kept your voice hushed but you couldn’t help the disgust you felt. He wanted to claim you? What sort of sick nonsense was that? You weren’t some toy to be chosen in front of a room of toddlers but that’s exactly how he was treating it.
“I’ll show you just how sick, I can be.”
A sadistic look twisted on his face as he grabbed a handful of your hair, dragging you towards the center of the ballroom. You had to stumble behind him to struggle and keep your balance as he pulled you along with ease, an act that quickly grabbed everyone’s attention as you struggled against his tight grasp. You were promptly forced onto your knees as all of the villains in the room made a circle around you and the music cut. All eyes were on you.
“Now that I have everyone’s attention!”
Shigaraki yanked off the mask that was the only thing keeping your identity hidden, disintegrating it in his grasp as you heard the hushed whispers of all of the villains surrounding you. This wasn’t good. “I’ve seemed to find a little spy amongst our numbers tonight~” The man standing above you kept you held down with his hand place firming on your head, his index barely lifted off as he spoke proudly to everyone around you.
You could feel all of the eyes digging into you, ripping you apart already as if the only thing holding them back was Shigaraki. You didn’t know whether you were grateful or just wanted them to get it over with already. “I’m going to claim her as mine!” The cheers that filled the room pounded into your core. It was like everyone knew exactly what that phrase entailed besides you. Though you were going to find out very soon.
Using his clothed hand, he undid his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers until his hard member popped free and pressed directly against your face with where he was holding your head. You wanted to jerk back in disgust but doing that would have that index finger pushed down faster than you could pull away.
You were completely stuck there, with his cock in your face, in front of everyone. “Be a good little hero and fix my problem~” Shigaraki used his index finger and thumb to press against either side of your cheeks until your jaw was forcibly opened, not waiting another moment before he shoved his cock down the back of your throat. “Bite and you’ll end up a dust bunny~” He tightened his grasp on the top of your head as if proving his point as he started roughly thrusting his hips, not seeming to give a care in the world that everyone was watching the two of you.
If anything, it seemed to make him all the more excited as he throbbed against the back of your throat. He didn’t bother being gentle as he started using your throat like a flesh light, pounding roughly against your face with no care in the world of how you gagged under the rough treatment. You had to force yourself to concentrate on breathing through your nose as the thick cock pushed its way down the back of your throat with every thrust. His rough grip on your head giving you no wiggle room as all you could do was sit obediently on the floor in front of everyone and suck on your worst enemies’ cock.
You gagged with every thrust, tears starting to stream down your cheeks as he used your throat as he pleased. You felt dirty and used as the villain effectively claimed you as his own, but little did you know that he wasn’t finished. His thrusts got sloppy as he approached his orgasm and he gave you no time to prepare before he shoved your head all the way down on his cock, cumming deep in the back of your throat and forcing you to swallow every ounce of his cum.
A groan left his lips as he looked down at you, pumping your throat full as he took in how completely wrecked you were underneath him. The tears streaming down your cheeks doing even more for his ego as he rocked his hips through his orgasm, only pulling out once he had become completely soft against your lips.
You coughed softly, your throat feeling sore from being used so ruthlessly and your face was a wreck as a mixture of drool and cum slid down your chin. Your cheeks burned hot with embarrassment and you wanted nothing more than to hide away completely, already brought to shame just from being forced to do something so lewd in front of everyone you hated…but being embarrassed wasn’t enough for Shigaraki.
He wanted to make you feel so ashamed that you wouldn’t have the dignity to ever come back from it. Which is exactly why he grabbed you by the back of your head, shoving his flaccid dick against the back of your mouth before using his other hand to pinch your nose. “Drink.” He gave you no other warning before he started releasing his warm piss down the back of your throat, letting out a soft sigh of relief as he released himself in your body.
You felt your entire face burning with shame as you had no choice but to drink his warm liquid, closing your eyes as you took all that he had to give to you, feeling absolutely filthy as he emptied himself inside of you in front of everyone. “Good girl~” He waited until he was completely done to uncover your nose and pull himself completely from your mouth, grabbing you by the front of your clothes just to pull you closer to his face as he leaned down until your lips were almost touching.
“The shame that you feel right now ties you to me. Don’t forget it~”
He placed a soft kiss to your lips before letting you drop completely, turning to look at the villains who were all watching your limp body. “The girl belongs to me now. Anyone who lays a finger on her…” He grabbed the face of a random person standing behind him in the outline of the circle, watching as he disintegrated to dust at his feet. “Will suffer a similar fate~”
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Artwork usage
Hello everyone!
I received some questions about my art recently so I thought I’d answer those in one post.
Firstly, all of the artwork that is posted on this blog is made by me. I know there are plenty of accounts on Tumblr and other platforms that only repost artwork that is made by others which is why I wanted to clear up any confusion regarding that. I only post what is mine and that I have a right to.
Secondly, I generally don’t approve of reposting my work without asking for permission and without including proper credits and links to at least one of my social media accounts.
Under the cut you can find more detailed answers for different art usage related questions. If you have any more questions feel free to reach out via a DM or an ask!
Can I reupload your work?
Please ask me for permission to reupload my work. Usually the only thing I ask for in return is that you link back to my gallery and don't alter the image! I reserve the right to refuse your request for any reason.
On Tumblr please reblog instead of reposting. Please do not edit the descriptions on Tumblr if you reblog my posts.
If you are a commissioner who has purchased the piece you may also upload it on your own account(s). I will always include a file with watermarks for any online usage.
You absolutely can NOT reupload a piece without crediting me or claiming that the piece is yours.
Can I use your artwork in [non-private use]?
Yes, if the purpose is non-profit and you ask my permission first. This applies to non-private usage such as school projects, online use etc.
General rule; please credit me and don't claim ownership of the image and absolutely do not make profit off my work.
Can I use your artwork in my school project/for other educational purposes?
Absolutely! If it's not a commission you're free to use it in your school project (animation, 3D modeling etc.) As long as it's non-profit of course. I would also very much like to see the end result if possible!
Can I use your artwork in my other (non-profit) project?
Yes, if you ask my permission first and I find it alright. Remember to credit me.
No, if the artwork you would like to use is a commission. I don't approve of the use of commissioned artwork for projects as it is a piece that has been purchased by someone else.
Can I feature your artwork?
Absolutely! Just remember to credit me. You don't need to ask my permission for this.
Can I put your artwork as my desktop/phone/pad wallpaper?
Absolutely! If it's for private non-profit use I see absolutely no problem with it. You don't need to ask my permission for this.
Can I have/purchase a high-resolution version of a drawing?
No, I would rather not send out any hi-res (and/or unwatermarked) versions of my art unless it's a commission and you're the commissioner.
Can I use your art as a tattoo?
Yes, feel free! As long as it's not commission work. I would also appreciate if you let me know which work you'd like to use for a tattoo and if possible also show me the end result!
But please only do this if you're a private person just wanting to get a tattoo, do not put any of my work in your tattoo catalogue or mass-produce it.
I saw your artwork sold/used in...
Do let me know if you see my art sold or used anywhere without credit! Especially sold, I have no tolerance for people trying to profit off my work. If you see someone has uploaded my work somewhere without credit/permission, do not harrass them - but inform me or just report it if you can. Some sites may require the copyright owner to make the report.
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RULES, GUIDELINES & FAQ
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- You are allowed to cross-post works you've written on other platforms such as AO3, FFN, etc. but we ask that you also post your works on Tumblr, or at least post the link so we can find it.
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- Your entry should be complete before marking off the space on your BINGO card. The one exception is if you are writing a multi-chapter fic, but the chapter featuring the prompt must be finished and posted already.
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