#for now this specific trope has been on my mind a lot for years but especially since i started revisiting sdmi recently

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

there really needs to be a name for the trope where a piece of media makes a very obvious fantasy stand-in for an irl marginalized group--or just straight up people from an irl marginalized group--so they can conflate them with their oppressors, whether directly or with sly innuendo and imagery to evoke it. this is never used as an opportunity to explore lateral violence, let alone done so with sensitivity; it's bait dangled in front of an audience who's just aware enough of political movements, structures, and ideologies to go Ideology Very Bad and instantly shut off any examination of the messaging behind it.

(which is, often as not, either shifting the blame to marginalized people so the audience can hate demographics they're already comfortable with hating instead of grappling with the discomfort of real privilege being called out or held accountable, 'so the horrific and violent bigotry leveled at that group irl is totally justified and we should Do More of That Actually,' or both.)

like. i keep seeing this over and over and over. don't get me started on how SF/F media in particular seems completely unable to restrain itself from having at least one black character in a setting that breathes anywhere near fantasy racism say and do just the most ungodly racist shit ever. every time, jesus fuck, it's awful.

this trope is not at all limited to racism or antisemitism--it shows up for pretty much any marginalized group you can think of, BOY i have rants in me about a lot of portrayals of abuse survivors in various media i'm into--but it seems to pop up most blatantly and obviously for those. and fascism in general, which, i HIGHLY recommend these excellent essays for a more articulate and in-depth analysis of than i could give in a paragraph of one post. they're fantastic go read them and come back. especially the second one.

more specifically, it's a special favorite of these fucking people to evoke this with nazism. so the closest term i've got to what i'm describing is naziwashing, which i think is still useful as a descriptor of a subset of that phenomenon but again does not nearly cover all of it. so i'm a bit stumped.

#tagging #sdmi #mystery incorporated #scooby-doo mystery incorporated #professor pericles #in this one because i have OPINIONS about that in a reblog but this is a general trope thing and pericles is very much fandom-specific #i also want to be clear that this is not an invitation to bring Certain Current Issues into it on this post #they are in some ways very much relevant to this and a lot of other media crit i've talked about before; and maybe i'll discuss that someday #but there's a time and place and i am super not going to make that about fandoms right now #for now this specific trope has been on my mind a lot for years but especially since i started revisiting sdmi recently #and have finally been really registering the ways in which i am incredibly pissed off about how both the show and fandom treat him #anyway. #nazi mention cw #racism cw #antisemitism cw #anti-survivor mention cw #queerphobia cw #antiblack racism cw #the salt files #the crit files #sdmi tag

[discoursecatharsis]

I've noticed this pattern with antis in fandom where, in their attempt to distance themselves from anything and everything "problematic" in their fandoms, they refuse to acknowledge when they DO enjoy something problematic. Therefore, they don't recognize the problematic elements of the ship, character, media, etc. They'll also heavily downplay or deny any problematic. aspects of their favorite fandom thing.

I just saw an example of this and it is blowing my mind right now and I need to share this with y'all.

It involves the comments on this video.

Some context for Princess and the Frog: the blonde girl is Charlotte, also called Lottie. She's the main character Tiana's best friend. Charlotte's goal was always to marry a prince, and she almost marries (who she believes to be) Prince Naveen, but once she sees that Naveen and Tiana are in love, she tries to help them turn back human so they can be together.

At the end of the movie, Tiana and Naveen get married, and this scene plays after. Charlotte dances with Naveen's kid brother, and says "I've waited this long" in response to him saying that he's 6 and a half years old.

Now Charlotte's line here, if you look at the context clues of her story line, implies that she's saying "I've waited this long for a prince to marry, so I can wait longer for Naveen's younger brother to grow up." It's just a joke. Albeit, a joke that many will find to be very uncomfortable and inappropriate, but a joke nonetheless. I highly doubt Charlotte is actually going to "wait for" this child to grow up to marry him. She's making a joke at her expense, about her desperation of her dream to marry a prince.

BUT FOR SOME REASON.... many of the comments are like "she means that she's been waiting to DANCE with a prince."

I'm completely and utterly serious y'all. Here are some of the comments along those lines, with thousands of thumbs up each.

If you've seen this movie, you'll realize that these comments make absolutely no sense for more than one reason.

1) Charlotte danced with Prince Naveen (or at least with the villain disguised as him) earlier in the movie. She danced with a prince already. Why would that still be her dream if she already accomplished that?

2) Lottie speaks multiple times (during her childhood and in present day as a young adult) about her dream of "marrying a prince." Not dancing with a prince. Not meeting one. No, she wants to MARRY A PRINCE AND BE A PRINCESS.

This video has some clips of her saying this, at the time stamps 0:20, 2:52, 4:08, and 5:21.

Charlotte does give up her dream of marrying Naveen specifically for Tiana, because she see that he makes Tiana happy. But with how she jumps in like a wide receiver to catch the bouquet at Naveen and Tiana's wedding, it's clear she still has her dream of marrying *A* prince, just not Naveen.

But back to the comments on that video.

The comments seem to be downplaying the actual implication of her line. It's almost like they're desperately trying to ignore what she actually meant and make it more wholesome because they don't want to admit that their favorite movie has an uncomfy and inappropriate joke.

It's disturbing that this is yet another example where people in fandom (who are fantis or have been influenced by that fanti mindset) are downplaying a scene (or a ship, trope, etc) that is ACTUALLY problematic because they personally like the movie or the character and they don't want to admit that it has some issues. Instead of just admitting "yeah that scene/line was kinda fucked up and gross," they are jumping through HOOPS to make it seem more innocent than it was. And this is completely blowing my mind and is honestly concerning.

If you want to personally interpret it in a different way, in a way to make it more palatable to you, be my guest. That's what fandom and fanon is all about and I do that a lot too. But to see so many people outright deny the actual implications of this line is... bizarre af. It's one thing to be like "hmm yeah I don't like that, so I'm going to personally interpret this ship/trope/scene differently so it's more comfortable to me." It's another thing entirely to be in complete denial and ignore the actual context of the character and their story.

Also, so many of the other comments on the video aren't even commenting on the actual scene or on what Charlotte said. They're just generic comments on how much they love Charlotte as a character or how they miss this 2D animation. It's like they're trying reallyyyyyy hard to ignore the joke that's being made.

On the grander scheme, this is concerning because these people are refusing to acknowledge something that's inappropriate at best and predatory at worse (an adult "waiting" for a child to grow up) because they don't want to be caught enjoying/supporting something "bad."

All their talk about normalizing and normalization, but they're the ones kinda normalizing bad things by downplaying them or being in denial of it when it's in THEIR favorite media. And that is very concerning and a big issue.

#throwing salt #uh what other tags did i use to use? I legit can't remember #fandom discourse #fantis #Youtube

[twinklelilstarkey]

Tutor: Pink Pen - Rafe Cameron

Words: 5.8k+ Type: Smut Summary: You've been Wheezie's tutor for more than a year now, and that means that you've been in the presence of her brother as well. Warnings: Fem!Reader. Dark!Rafe [+ mentions slight obsession from both characters]. The reader is very impulsive. Slight mentions of drinking alcohol, drug consumption, and fighting. Good Girl x Bad Boy trope. SMUT (fingering, dom!Rafe, sub!reader, risk of getting caught, rough touching?).

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You intrigue him. You intrigue him to the point of driving Rafe to insanity. He has had his eyes on you for some time, and you are, absolutely, everything he has ever wanted to have.

You are gentle, nice, sincere, and even a little shy. You are a good student, a good friend, and a good person overall. Rafe is nothing of what he just described. He is not nice to people, probably even to his own friends. He doesn’t see any pleasure in helping other people and he doesn’t see the deal with studying. He has never worked hard for almost anything in his life, because he always had a way to get to where he wanted to be, no matter what. And that is why you are always in his mind.

You started tutoring his youngest sister almost a year and a half ago. His dad, his sister, and his step-mom absolutely love you. Wheezie’s grades have never been so high, and, even, Wheezie herself has never been so excited about school. You are, many times, invited to stay over for dinner - to which you always do that adorable expression before saying something along the lines of “you are too kind”.

Rafe has forced himself to control his staring and his somewhat obsession over you. Over dinner, he only looks at you sometimes. He doesn’t come into Wheezie’s room when you’re there, even if he needs something from his sister. And he has never, ever, spoken a word to you.

The only reason why he has never said anything is that he has never really had many chances. Someone is always near you. In his house, there’s always one of his family members. And outside of the house, you always have a friend nearby. Rafe doesn’t have a good reputation. Your friends would come running to your rescue if they ever saw you talking to him.

He’s not good news, and never will be.

And even when the reality is told this way, you also can’t help but feel something towards Rafe too. Everyone knows he’s bad news. Before even taking the job as a tutor, all of your friends told you to refuse to work under the same roof Rafe Cameron lives. Same thing with your parents.

You have heard all of the rumors around the island about Rafe’s activities. He fights a lot, sometimes with random people for no reason. Most of those fights are provoked by him too. He does drugs, specifically cocaine, and occasionally smokes weed. Both of which he has never bothered to hide from the public, as he supposedly does them at parties. He drinks too much at those same parties. You have heard some of his arguments with his father, on accident, and some of his with Sarah.

He is not a good person, and he has never said anything close to a word to you. You’ve never even heard him talk about you to someone else, either in a good or bad light. Not like how you’ve heard him speak of other people. Yet, still, something makes your heart speed up, and your insides awaken with some sort of flame every time you see him.

The closest thing you two have to an actual interaction is what happens almost every single day that you tutor. It doesn’t have any words, or anything close to that.

The door to Wheezie’s room is always left slightly open when you two are studying. It’s very rare for you to close it. Unless Sarah has her friends over, and you prefer Wheezie to have some silence when she’s preparing for an important test. Rafe’s room is just down the wall. This means that he has to cross the hallway to get to his room, therefore, walking right past the door.

Every time he walks in front of it, you look up and your eyes meet right away. The first time it happened, it was extremely scary for you. You had never met Rafe, it was just your 3rd time tutoring Wheezie, and all you knew about her brother is the stories everyone tells. When he looked at you through that space between the doorway and door, you felt your heart fall to your feet. You were terrified.

And then, it happened again, and again. As mentioned before, it almost happens every day that you tutor. And, slowly, with every time you locked eyes with him, your fear evaporated and some sort of attraction grew inside you.

The feelings you have for him have always been indescribable. You don’t know how they started and why they did, but they’ve gotten worse with every day that passes. You’ve even resorted to searching it on Google, at one point, and all that came up are the cliché answers of “opposites attract” and about how common it is for people to be attracted to scary/dangerous individuals. You didn’t dive too much into that research. Not only because the results were getting weird, but because that only resulted in the confirmation that you are wholeheartedly attracted to Rafe Cameron.

Yesterday, you walked over to the Cameron’s household and tutored Wheezie like any other day. And it happened again. You had lifted your gaze when you heard the footsteps over the stairs and then saw Rafe lifting his eyes from his phone to look at you. The looks never last more than 1 to 2 seconds, but, every time you do it, it’s like the time slows down and everything is silenced. You almost feel dazed when it's over.

You’ve always thought this attraction was ridiculous. As if Rafe Cameron would ever look at someone like you in that way. If anything, you are a little ashamed of your feelings. You haven’t even come close to telling your friends. All you’ve done is sometimes stare at him in public and, consequently, get told off by your friends, every single time.

“Call me whenever you’re done.” Your best friend tells you, right as you jump out of her car.

“I will.” You tell her with a smile, “Thank you for the ride.”

She smiles back at you as an answer and, before you could close the door, she speaks.

“Remember!” You open the door completely, “Don’t spend any more time in this crazy house than you need to, got it?”

“Yes, ma’am!” You say playfully at her.

She rolls her eyes at your lack of judgment towards the Cameron’s, and you finally close the car’s door. You turn around and begin to make your way towards the front door. As your friend’s car drives off, you automatically look over to the side to see Rafe’s bike missing.

Your chest squeezes at the lack of his presence, and you push the front door open. Rose, who was just crossing the hallway, looks up at you as you come in and a smile grows on her face.

“Hi!” She says happily before walking toward you and giving you a quick hug, “Wheezie is already upstairs.”

“Thank you.” You tell her with a smile before beginning to make your way towards the stairs.

“I love the dress.” You hear Rose say from behind you, and you look over your shoulder.

Your smile grows at the compliment, and you look down at the flowery summer dress. You thank her once more, and she smiles back at you. You make your way up the stairs, backpack over one of your shoulders, and walk to Wheezie’s room.

The door is closed, and your eyes lift over to the closed door at the end of the hallway. He’s not home yet, but disappointment returns to your mind as you don’t get to see him walk out of the room.

You shake your head, trying to get the scenarios out of your mind, and you finally bring yourself to knock on Wheezie’s bedroom door.

“Come in!” She says.

You open the door softly and push it open. Wheezie is sitting on her bed, phone in hand, while Sarah is laying across the bed, staring at the ceiling. The two sisters look over and smiles grow on their faces as soon as they see that it’s you.

The three of you share your greetings as you put down your backpack on the ground, and you walk over to take a seat by Sarah. The conversation is light and more than comfortable. Sarah also compliments your dress and even asks you where you bought it. You all spent at least 20 minutes talking to each other until Sarah decided to leave you guys to work.

“See you in 2 hours!” Wheezie tells her sister as Sarah walks over to the door.

“If you survive…” She says suspensefully, and you smile at her.

Sarah grabs onto the doorknob as she walks, and you stare at her with absolute devastation in your heart as she closes the door fully. You, realistically, have no reason to go over there and reopen it. And this only means one thing: you will not be seeing Rafe today.

You get up from the bed slowly and walk over to the ground, where you usually study with Wheezie. It’s a rather weird thing the two of you have been doing. It's due to Wheezie feeling too comfortable everywhere else, which leads to her getting sleepy and wanting to stop working for the day. The floor became your best friend in your almost 2 years of being her tutor.

You begin to take out everything that you need from your backpack, and Wheezie does the same thing, as you two sit side by side. You pull out your laptop as well - to see if you can find any other practice tests for her as soon as you have her entertained with something else.

Wheezie hands you her corrected homework, as she always does, and you carefully read what the teacher wrote in the notes. Wheezie sits in silence while you read and whenever you’re done, you hand it back to her.

“What do you have to do for tomorrow?” You ask her.

“Nothing.” She tells you, “Only day without homework.”

You don’t hesitate in believing her and quickly fetch a practice test from your bag. She gives you a glare as you hand it to her, and her expression quickly cracks into a smile when you mimic her.

You stay silent as she does the test, and you look through your computer. You begin to try, without looking, to get your pen from your bag, but you don’t seem to find it. You look away from your screen to look for your pen, and you empty your whole bag to not find it.

“What is it?” Wheezie whispers softly.

“I can’t find my pen, for some reason.” You tell her, “I swear that I used it yesterday when I was here, but I don’t think I put it in my bag.”

Wheezie thinks for a bit, and then the realization hits her.

“You forgot it, yesterday.” Her eyes move over to her desk, “I think I put it up there but… Rafe was in here last night and needed to sign something down for Dad, so he used it.”

“He has it?” You conclude for her.

“I think so?” She says, unsure, “I don’t think he gave it back to me.”

You nod and open your mouth to say something, but she beats you to it.

“Never thought my brother would keep a bright pink pen, but...” She says, and you laugh with her. “If you want me to go grab it, it might be in his room.”

“No, it’s okay!” You tell her, “Keep working, I can go grab it.”

“Are you sure?” She asks.

“Of course.”

You stand up from the ground and, with slow steps, you open the door of Wheezie’s bedroom. You walk out, closing the door after you, and look over to the infamous one at the end of the hallway. Rafe isn’t home yet. At least you didn’t hear his bike outside. So, it will be fine. You won’t be caught. It will be quick. Just an in-and-out situation!

Step after step, you feel your heart begin to beat quicker than before. Your steps are slow and almost inaudible. When you get there, your hand lays over the cold door knob. You hesitate as the consequences of your actions run through your mind. You don’t want to anger someone who is already naturally angry. And movies always make it seem like boys hate when you go over into their rooms... Maybe you shouldn’t be doing this. Why did you not let Wheezie do it?

You turn the knob and push the door open slowly. A fresh breeze from an open window hits you as you walk in, and you take a look around.

The room is clean, the bed is made, and everything seems overall neat. There isn’t much of a personality to the room, but you’re also not quite sure what else you were expecting.

You notice, now, that you stand just by his bed, right in the middle of the room. Therefore, not, in any way, looking for your pen. Your heart is still going at frantic beats, but you’re not really caring about it.

You left the bedroom door just slightly open when you came in, so, no one really will see you from across the hall. You turn around, looking now at the door that you can only assume leads to his bathroom. You take a few more steps, staring at some books that he has, and even some clothes that he has on top of his wardrobe.

A gray jacket is folded and laid over the wardrobe. You walk to it and can’t help but lift your hand to touch it. It seems soft, and you remember that Rafe wore it last week. He had come home late that day, and you had just finished dinner with his family. You remember that you also thought it looked soft on him.

Your fingertips touch it and you feel the smooth material. A strange excitement courses through you as you do this. It's something that you shouldn’t do, in a place where you probably shouldn’t be. It’s weird, but indeed exciting.

A little smile grows on your face, but something breaks the silence.

“What are you doing?” A voice asks.

You pull your hand away quickly and look over at the door. Your eyes widen and your heart almost feels like it’s going to explode, pounding in your chest. Rafe looks back at you with a serious expression while he stands by the door. The one he pushed open, and you didn’t even hear.

“I- Uhm…” You try to speak but it feels harder than you expected, “I- I was just looking for my pen.”

“What pen?” He asks, still with a straight face.

“A pink pen.” You tell him quickly, scared that you’ll anger him if you take too long, “Wheezie told me that it could be here.”

Rafe stares at you for a few extra seconds and his expression is completely unreadable. You can’t tell if he’s mad or not. He just stares and does nothing else. You do a step to the side to distance yourself from the wardrobe but are too scared to look away from him.

Rafe finally looks away from you and looks around his room quickly. For a bit, you almost think that he’s trying to see if you broke or stole anything. But, his eyes then stop right where his desk is. In two steps, Rafe slightly closes the door back up and is standing near the desk, eyeing something. He grabs whatever it is and turns back to you. Your pink pen.

“This one?” He asks in a rhetorical tone since he has just found the pen in the most obvious spot.

“Yes.” You say quickly, walking over to him, “I didn’t see it there for some reason.” You lie.

Rafe lets you take the pen from his hand and he looks down at you as you do it. You look at him hesitatingly, and your eyes meet. You’ve never stood this close to him. A mere foot away from each other, and it all feels… weird. Something you shouldn’t be doing.

“Thank you.” You tell him.

Your voice broke into a whisper right as you began to speak. Since the distance between the two of you is so short, it was easy for Rafe to hear every syllable. He looks down at you and admires your face for quite a bit.

Innocently, you wait for any sort of response from Rafe, but he never really does anything. You force yourself to look away from him as you continuously find yourself feeling intimidated, and Rafe continues to stare at you, awaiting your next move.

“I should probably get back to your sister.” You break the silence but don’t reconnect your eyes just yet.

As you take a step towards your exit, Rafe blocks the door with one step to the side. You look up at him to find some sort of short smirk on his face as he looks down at you. You’re not sure what he’s finding so entertaining all of a sudden, but as soon as you try to walk around him again, he blocks your way once more.

Before you can try it, Rafe takes a step forward, leaving you two to be extremely close to one another. You are about to take a step back, but Rafe opens his mouth to speak before you’re able to. He leans down slightly, making your faces stay close, and you stare back at him in a slight panic.

Your heart is beating quickly, his presence is making your skin heat up and your insides turn in familiar ways. You stare into his eyes in a way you’ve never done it before and hate how you find yourself admiring their color.

“What were you doing with my jacket?” He asks you, rudely snapping you awake.

Randomly, you look over your shoulder to the jacket behind you, forcing yourself to think of something that doesn’t sound as creepy as the real reason. You turn your head back to the front to find Rafe even closer to your face, now. Your heart pounds, and your mouth becomes dry.

“I- I…” You pause to compose yourself, “I was just straightening it.”

An actual smile appears on his face, and you force yourself to pay attention to what his next words will be. Instead of his stupid perfect smile - the one you’ve never seen before this day.

“Straightening it?” He repeats it as a question.

You nod quickly.

“Why?” He asks you, sounding genuinely confused, but his smile never breaks.

“I, uhm…” You scan through your thoughts for a stupid reason, “I like to organize stuff?”

You really tried to sound sincere with what you said but all it did was make it come out as a question. It actually sounds as if you are questioning yourself. Rafe stares at you as you break under his stare, all because of your own disappointment in your worst lie yet.

He stops smiling but still has a bit of a small grin. You can see it only because of how close you stand near him.

“Organizing stuff or just my stuff?” He asks you, and you stare at him in slight surprise.

You are awful at hiding your emotions. 

You decide to not answer his questions, knowing that you will incriminate yourself further if you keep going, and decide to also look away from him. You stare at the fabric of his polo shirt and try to ignore the faint scent of his cologne. Your insides squeeze themselves, and you ignore how your mind is severely thinking of non-appropriate ways of ending this conversation. Your friends would be disgusted if they even knew a fraction of it.

You stay quiet, and he hums in question to re-grab your attention. You look up at his eyes again, and you two stare at one another in silence. You can tell he’s looking at every bit of your face, but, most of the time, his eyes glance over your lips.

“I just felt like touching it.” You whisper extremely soft, admitting, yet not confident in your own words, “So, I touched it.”

He nods with a little bit of amusement growing on his face, and you suddenly feel embarrassment run its way through your body. You look away from him completely and over at the door, ready to leave the room.

“I should really g-” You begin to say, but Rafe stops you.

“No, no.” He frowns slightly, “No need to leave. We can talk for a little longer. I’m sure Wheezie is entertained.”

He’s strangely right. You gave her a quite big practice test, she might take a bit more time to be done with it than usual. But, at the same time, you don’t want to stay here for much longer.

Your brain has been telling you to run ever since he blocked the door. All while the whole rest of your body is screaming at the mere fact that Rafe Cameron is staring at you.

Rafe notices how you give him a somewhat confused look. His eyes move away from any other part of your face to look at your body quickly. He has seen you in dresses before, but he has never seen you in this dress.

Your nervous self, noticing his eyes over your body, does probably the most embarrassing thing you could think of and decides to open your mouth. You don’t want the conversation to die out awkwardly, but, sometimes, you really shouldn’t say the first thing that comes to mind.

“It’s a new dress.” You let him know.

“I know.” Rafe tells you quickly, bringing his eyes back to yours, “Never saw you in this one before.”

If your heart could be beating any faster or harder, it would’ve killed you by now. You swallow your emotions, keeping yourself calm, and try not to overthink anything he just said. It’s not every day that your crush (the one no one should ever have, for their own safety) admits that he actually looks at you.

Your eyes light up in the most ridiculous way possible, and Rafe notices it. You open your mouth to ask him if he’s serious because it all seems like something out of your dreams but decide against it. Rafe doesn’t notice that, but he does stare at your mouth once more. He moves his head a little. He gets closer to you, and you, without even thinking, do the first thing that comes to your head.

Your lips touch Rafe’s in a matter of a second and you are able to catch Rafe by surprise. It takes him just short seconds to react, and even when those seconds were the slowest ones you’ve ever experienced, what came next, sure made up for it.

His hands are quick and they grab onto your waist, pulling you against him. The soft fabric of your dress is tight to your torso, and he can feel the warmth of your skin from underneath.

The room is silent but all you can hear is the sounds of the kissing. The kiss was so innocent, at first. Lips to lips, which obviously became a makeout session that is progressively getting more and more heated. Rafe's intentions before this weren't to kiss you, but simply to tease you. This result wasn't what he expected, yet he's not backing out now.

One of your hands stays over Rafe’s shoulder, while the other one is on the back of his head. You can feel his shorter hair underneath your hand. The same hair you’ve seen from afar for so long and always wanted to touch.

Rafe’s hands are rough as they hold onto you, but you don’t mind it one bit. It’s different from what you’ve ever experienced before with other guys, but you like it.

Rafe makes the two of you move without disconnecting your lips, and, with a few slow steps, you feel the desk hit the back of your legs.

Rafe pulls away from the kiss and begins to kiss down your jaw and neck. Your insides are burning with everything that is going on and that seems to make every touch feel better than it naturally would. The flame is overall pleasure. The same one that seems to appear whenever you have to correct yourself for being attracted to the man kissing you because... he is not a good man.

You gasp at the sensation of Rafe’s lips over a sensitive spot on your neck and he hears it, reacting by giving the same spot a bite before moving back to your lips.

You comfortably lean back on the desk while your lips and tongues touch again and you feel Rafe’s hands pull on the fabric of your dress. You pull away from the kiss, slightly startled, and Rafe looks down at you.

“We can’t.” You whisper at him.

“No one will know.”

His breath hits your lips and you look over at the door, the same one that isn’t completely closed and has a little bit of a crack facing the other side of the room. You bring your eyes back to Rafe and he hasn’t moved. You give him a short nod and you notice an emotion wash over his face before he speaks.

“Just try and be quiet.”

He brings you back to the kiss after those words and it’s sad to say that you really didn’t need any more convincing after that. He kisses you for a few more seconds before doing what he was doing before.

Rafe pulls on the dress’s skirt, pulling it up over your hips, and you can hear your own heart in your ears, pounding over whatever situation you’re finding yourself in. The fabric comes up completely over your hips and stays by your waist. You almost jump at the feeling of Rafe’s hands over your naked skin, but that only made you pull him closer by his head to deepen the kiss.

His hands squeeze at the flesh on your hips and, when he lets go, one of his hands moves over to push your underwear down. The breeze coming from the open window hits your warm skin and you feel the burning of your insides worsen by the second.

Your underwear falls to the ground after Rafe pulls away from the kiss to do that, and you gasp against his mouth as soon as his hand lays over your inner thigh. He smiles against your lips and, with one finger through your slit, he feels how wet you are.

Rafe looks down at you as his finger moves and his smile worsens when he sees how your expression changes when he finds your clit. His finger begins to circle it slowly, making a good amount of pressure, just to see the reaction that you give him, and when your mouth opens, Rafe fastens it. You breathe heavily at the sensation and cling onto his shirt while you lean back on the desk.

“Feels good?” He asks in a whisper and you nod, right away.

Rafe smiles and slides his finger away. Your expression changes into quick disappointment, but Rafe moves down over to your soaked entrance, letting his finger slide with extreme ease inside you. His fingers are bigger than yours, and you sense the difference right away.

You let out a breathy moan, and Rafe muffles it with his kiss. He moves his finger back and forth slowly and then easily slides in his ring finger as well. The end of his palm moves over your clit as his movements remain slow and he continues with his mouth near yours, muffling whatever loud sound you let out.

He looks down at your face, already frowned with pleasure, and you look back at him. It’s a sight he swore he would never see but in his dreams. He was wrong. So very wrong.

Rafe quickens his fingers, finally, and now the silence of the room is broken with the sounds of your wetness whenever he moves. The squelching worsens as he curves them. His fingers move quickly, going back and forth, and your moans get breathier and, slowly, turn into whimpers of pleasure.

The sounds themselves almost make Rafe feel lightheaded, like some sort of drug he is just first experiencing and he loves every second of it. Your hold on his shoulder moves over to his hair, and he notices that even though you pull at it, you’re gentle, much gentler than him.

The bubble of pleasure begins to grow on your lower stomach and Rafe lifts his other hand from your hip to play with your clit. With his two fingers ramming into your wet cunt, his movements get quicker and much, much rougher. His circling of your clit is fast, enough for you to almost let out a loud moan, but you beat yourself to it by closing your mouth tightly. Your breathing is heavy and uncontrollable and your orgasm is already so near.

“Rafe.” You let out a broken whisper while looking up at him.

He only moves his hands quicker this time and he looks at you in absolute bliss when you hold yourself from moaning all over again. The squelching noises are just enough to drive him to final insanity. His fingers are soaked to his knuckles and he swears that he doesn’t ever want to stop moving his fingers inside of you.

He curves them and scissors a few times and, finally, finds and touches a specific spot inside of you. He has his lips on yours, muffling your obvious moans, this time, and you cry out into his mouth.

“Wanna cum?” He asks against your lips in a low tone.

You nod at him quickly, giving him a look that almost drives the man feral. He kisses you again, making you just moan at the mere feeling of his lips and tongue against yours, and he decides to let you have it.

“Then do it, princess.” He whispers against your swollen lips before doing some last absurdly quick thrusts with his hand and driving you over the edge. “Come all over my fingers.”

Your whole body explodes with pleasure, and Rafe muffles your moans with the best of his ability, yet never stops his hands. The flame you have felt burning deep in your body finally ascends enough throughout your limbs and fingertips, and you close your eyes, letting yourself be taken over by it.

You slowly come back, and Rafe slows down to a stop. You open your eyes slowly and feel the warmth of your body descend. You feel like you're shaking all over. Rafe looks down at you as you slowly come back from the intense orgasm, and you look back at him. Your eyes have this type of dazed look over them. Your chest moves up and down slower than before.

He pulls his fingers out of you slowly and you bite your lips to keep quiet, feeling sensitive to his touch. You look down at his wet fingers, and Rafe’s mind sparks with an idea. He brings his fingers to your mouth, and you open it almost right away. His fingers are taken by the warmth of your mouth and you suck them clean.

Rafe pulls his hand away and quickly kisses you, tasting you in your own mouth. He groans against your lips and your other hand comes to cling onto his polo on his chest.

A door at the end of the hallway opens and you two separate from the kiss right away. Rafe pulls down the skirt of your dress and helps you lean away from the desk. 

The footsteps are heard over the hardwood flooring but they soon disappear when they're near the stairs. You look back at Rafe when the sound disappears and you watch him as he adjusts your dress ever so slightly before looking back up at your face.

“I still need my underwear.” You whisper at him.

“No, you don’t.” He tells you.

You look at him with widened eyes, and he smiles down at you. He moves away to grab something from the ground and you look down to see that it’s your pink pen. You grab it, and he looks down at you.

“I should go.”

He doesn’t say anything but looks down at you, and, this time, you don’t find yourself intimidated from being under his stare, even when a smirk begins to grow on his face. A sudden urge fills in your chest as you’re about to walk away and a question repeats in your mind. What if this was just a one-time thing? Is it over now?

You stop yourself from moving, reach him, and kiss Rafe one last time, following your urge. He kisses back, and you notice how you pull yourself closer to him, having your body glued to his. His hands come back to you and they squeeze roughly onto your body. It’s strange to like touch as rough as his, but you're beginning to need it whenever you're near him.

You pull away from the kiss with a little proud smile. Rafe is only able to get a glimpse of it before you turn around and leave the room. You walk down the hallway and disappear into his sister's bedroom.

Rafe walks and closes his door, bringing his hands to his face. It has been so long since he first wanted this, and, now, he finally had it. He can still feel your soft lips against his, your fingers on his hair, your moans repeating in his ears, and your warm skin under his palms.

He groans to himself at the mere thought of some things that seem to be engraved in his mind and uncovers his face. He stares at the floor for a few seconds in absolute silence, still thinking, and something catches his eye.

He closes his eyes as he takes a deep breath and reopens them to look at the open window. The breeze touches his face and his mind runs loose, worse than ever before. He's not done with you.

It's finally posted!! Do you like this type of story? Pls let me know, I have a lot more ideas for this universe - 2 of which are already written. Hope you enjoyed this <3

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[lueurjun]

hufflepuff boyfriend heeseung

feeling really inspired these days idk why, hence why the frequent posts. i might do a written scenario on this too. also lmk if you want more hogwarts enhypen. this is also really long so i’m very sorry about that but i’m running on no sleep it’s 5 am and i’m tired so pls if it’s bad cut me some slack aasdhfkfkdl enjoy

idc what anyone says lee heeseung screams hufflepuff to me

maybe bc i’m a hufflepuff and i want that man in my house

let me have my moment

for the sake of this you guys are also in hufflepuff because this was an impulsive burst of motivation I DONT HAVE A LOT TO WORK WITH RIGHT NOW PLS LET ME LIVE

change it in your mind if you’d like

anyways we’re going for the you fell first, he fell harder trope

i mean who wouldn’t fall at the mere sight of him?

you began harbouring a little crush on him during third year

specifically during potions class when he took the fall for you against snape after you messed up the shrinking potion

he wasn’t even mad. he just gave you a small smile and told you ( gently) to be more careful

you never messed up ever again because if lee heeseung tells you to be careful YOU BE CAREFUL

anyways yes from then on you’re all heart eyes for him any interaction leaves you a bumbling mess

he once sat down next to you in the great hall and you damn near drowned yourself in pumpkin juice

he didn’t reciprocate your crush until fifth year

he’s a lil slow but hey! we got there in the end

his crush specifically started after he got sick and had to spend some time in the hospital wing and you went to great lengths to get past madam pomfrey JUST to give him your notes

you’re an adorable little magic try hard for him like who would go to great lengths like you? no one heeseung should put a ring on it rn

or else i will

jkjk

unless…

ANYWAYS

you’re very good at hiding your crush ( for the most part other than the fact that you freeze whenever he’s around ) but you’re not completely hopeless

heeseung, on the other hand, is absolutely hopeless

anytime you’re in the vicinity this boy becomes a blushing mess

literally heart eyes for you

you notice that he’s acting different and at first it scares you because suddenly he seems distant

and you start panicking

so you go to sunghoon

bad idea

“is heeseung mad at me?”

“yes. he hates you.”

“WHAT?!”

cue jake stepping in with a wild look of panic on his face

“HE DOESN’T HATE YOU!! SUNGHOON WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS IS OUR DEAR FRIENDS SOULMATE!!! WHY ARE YOU CAUSING TROUBLE?”

sunghoon just sips his pumpkin juice and goes: “funny”

it wasn’t funny you almost cried

little baby hogwarts student riki who follows them around found it hilarious tho

“HA GOOD ONE HYUNG”

jake is like a stressed out father

“riki nishimura eat your toast!”

and you’re just confused because you heard jake call you heeseung’s soulmate in a moment of stress

heeseung is blissfully unaware of the turmoil at the dinner table when he strolls into the great hall

though he goes paler than nearly headless nick when he sees you, his precious little soulmate, surrounded by the group of demon spawns he calls his friends

he manages to go even paler when you stand up and march towards him with a look of determination

and he’s taken by surprise when you yank his tie and drag him out of the great hall prompting many hoots and whistles from your friends

poor heeseung just wanted some breakfast

you pull him into a quiet corner and he’s absolutely petrified

“do you hate me?”

you surprise yourself with how blunt you are

it takes a moment for the question to register in heeseung’s mind and when it does…he starts?? laughing

like manically

him? hate you? that’s the funniest joke he’s ever been told

then he catches onto your ‘wtf’ look and realizes that you’re serious

mortified. sickened. DEVASTATED at the fact that you think he hates you

“no-no! oh my god! no no. i don’t hate you? HATE YOU? ME? Goodness no! I’m sorry I made you feel that way-it’s just…you make me nervous and you’re really good looking and i think-no i KNOW! I KNOW i’m in love with you. please don’t hate me”

honestly you aren’t sure what you was expecting but it definitely wasn’t that

you’re at a loss of words because holy shit

lee heeseung likes- no! no he said loves! he loves you

there’s no words that come out

instead you dry heave and heeseung nearly sobs at the fact that he made you almost throw up with his confession

and that makes him dry heave

so there you both are in the corridor continuously heaving

jake, sunghoon and riki are peeking around the corner watching the whole exchange

one looks perplexed, and the other two look absolutely delighted

“bet you five galleons heeseung throws up first”

“you’re on”

“you are not betting on our friends failure! and riki stop gambling you’re like six”

anyways back to the shit show which is confession land

both of you manage to keep down the contents inside your stomach much to the dismay of sunghoon and riki

“i wasn’t- i got nervous!” you try to explain

“it’s completely fine! i wasn’t meant to confess like that and i already knew you weren’t like-into me—“

sunghoon has had enough

bro pops out from around the corner

“they’ve liked you since before merlin was even cruising around! just date already and spare me of this torture!”

everyone say thank you to sunghoon because after his help, the two of you start dating

finally! this took longer than i anticipated-i got carried away very sorry! okay continue

THE RELATIONSHIP YAY EVERYONE APPLAUD

the professors definitely shipped it and had bets on you both

snape owed mcgonagall twenty galleons

even dumbledore was in on it

holding hands under the table is an absolute must

heeseung does this thing when he senses you getting a bit stressed out in class where he’ll rub his thumb over the back of your hand

finding you both curled up together in the common room is a regular occurrence

you’re both devastatingly awkward but in the cutest way

that’s also really painful to watch sometimes

cue your friend group watching you get all blushy and flustered after shamelessly flirting with each other

“someone break them up before i avada kedavra myself here and now”

dragging heeseung by the tie is a common occurrence

and he has a thing for walking behind you gripping the sides of your shirt or robes

you’re both terribly protective of each other

if anyone hurts heeseung’s feelings, oh boy! not even voldemort would be able to stop you

“did they just insult you, hee? i think they did. HEY YOU! SAY THAT TO HIM AGAIN AND WATCH HOW FAST I RIP EVERY HAIR OUT OF YOUR SCALP, YOU TOAD!”

and if anyone upsets you? oh boy.

he literally shaved someone’s eyebrows off for making you cry. man knows no consequence when it comes to protecting his partner

you both get really shy about pda

so that means whenever you want to share a peck, one of you will hold up a book to hide your faces

making out in the restricted section is a must

the two of you start sneaking off and it becomes noticeable to your friends

“where are they?”

“probably swallowing each others tongues”

when they finally investigate they find out that the two of you have been sneaking off to read muggle stories to each other in the abandoned bathroom

even moaning myrtle cringes at how in love the two of you are

the two of you are really happy

and everyone else is happy that you’re happy

“dibs on naming the future child!”

“sunghoon you are absolutely never naming our baby”

“why not? sunghoon jr lee has a nice ring to it”

you manage to compromise and agree to let sunghoon be the best man at your wedding

he did get the two of you together

perhaps the two of you should repay the favour and find him a match?

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #kpop scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen drabbles #enhypen angst #kpop fluff #enhypen heeseung #kpop #kpop headcanons #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #heeseung x reader #enhypen headcanons #heeseung imagines #heeseung fics #lee heeseung #heeseung scenarios #heeseung fluff #heeseung headcanons #heeseung hufflepuff #enhypen harry potter #kpop harry potter

[gold-rhine]

for the newest ask game: fan favourite neuvillette! can’t wait to see what you’ll do <3

Headcanon: I can muster a cogent argument for why it would make more sense or make for a better story if this were the case

Okay, so. This is gonna turn into character analysis, but I think there is a huge misconception about Neuvi and the rain. People think that bc it rains when he's sad, then rain = his own tears and that being under rain is sad and bad for him, bc like. well, humans don't like crying and you wouldn't want to get showered with your own tears!

But this is completely missing the nuances of him being a hydro dragon. He LIKES the rain. He loves being under the rain. He daydreams about it:

"Some days, my mind wanders, and I fantasize about walking into the rain... *sigh* Ah, but don't worry, my flights of fancy don't distract me from my work."

And he likes to stand under the rain without umbrella and is a bit peeved that humans find it strange:

"People seem to respond to the sight of a man in the rain without an umbrella as if it were some sort of strange spectacle."

And this is his quote about weeping hydro dragon rhyme:

I don't think that the Hydro Dragon would "weep," per se. I think he just finds himself a little stirred when he gets a taste of the tears that have been shed on this land, on account of all the emotions they contain.

So taking all of this under account, I don't think rain = tears, bc he's not human and crying is not one of his natural reactions. Instead, I think that rain is just his soothing mechanism. When he's stressed, sad, overwhelmed, etc, he instinctively summons rain to be engulfed in his own element. Bc like. humans would react even more badly to the sight of Chief Justice laying face down in a lake than to him just standing under the rain.

And now Wriothesley is released and he has a line about how he saw Neuvi under the rain and put him under umbrella and I already see a lot of fanart of this being romantic etc, and I have nothing against the ship, but this specific scenario for me triggers like cute-or-not reaction of "not cute! hydro dragons like to be under the rain and covering them from it is like blocking sun for the plants." Wriothesley himself even says Neuvi looked visibly distressed, despite being polite!

So instead, consider: kisses under the rain are some of the most hot, cinematic and passionate tropes

But also: where Neuvi doesn't like being, is under the sun.

I find that the, um... beauty of bright sunlight is best appreciated from the indoors through a window.

If you bring him to the desert, he says this looks like assassination attempt. So for cute, romantic and gentlemanly gestures, consider putting him under sun parasol. And maybe sprinkling him from water bottle too.

Heartcanon: I don’t have a particular rationale for why this ought to be the case, I just like to imagine it’s true because it gives me the warm fuzzies

I already talked about how two of his coat-tails glow at the same time as his hair antennae thingies and have same coloration, and move and look differently from the rest of his coat. I like to think that he was born in standard-shaped human body and just instinctively imbued the strands of his hair and two coat-tails of his robes with his power to act like as fins and antennae he used to have in a dragon form.

Gutcanon: it’s not that I actively want this to be the case – it just unaccountably feels like it should be

okay, look at his hair.

let's be real. this hair was not brushed even once in 500 years. This is not a braid. This is just uneven strands sticking out all over the place, with the longest ones caught with a pretty bow.

I think bc dragons do not have hair and especially do not CUT hair or any body parts on purpose, he just never did it. Like, for him it sounds cutting cat's whiskers. He heard that hairdressers will cut your hair and went "Thank you, but no thank you" and just never let anyone touch it, until like, melusines gave him a bow and butterfly clips that he wears to keep hair out of one side of his face.

Junkcanon: I like to imagine it’s true because it gives me the other kind of warm fuzzies

first of all, since his emotions both manifest and affect the water around, i think it would be v fun to use as a reaction to... stimuli. i don't want to go into details to keep this post pg, but you know. storms forming out of nowhere. geysers, most obviously. a little tsunami or a whirlpool perhaps...

also, from his lines about vishaps, he says that hydro organisms are affect by the moon cycle, like the tides. so, you know, there are fun things to do with that too

Spleencanon: I insist that this is the case specifically to spite the author, because, like, fuck you, sir or madam

He should not drown when you run out of stamina in water outside of fountain. Why is hydro sovereign drowning in a puddle, hoyo?!

#rhine talks #neuvillette

[yonpote]

sorry i dont have anyone to talk to this about lol so it's going in your inbox but i'm in my mid-20s and only now for the first time in my life have i changed my mind on rpf specifically because of phanfic. i'm a returning phannie but like.... the last time i watched them was all the way back in 2012. and was very ani-rpf then and have continued to be through the years. and i think in a lot of cases i maintain that position. but after falling back in love with dnp and the phandom and caving into the urge to read some phanfic knowing that dnp themselves encourage and respect it im kind of shocked to find it's actually a really beautiful, metatextual, interactive creative outlet. i think youve talked a bit about how phanfic isnt really rpf to you and i kind of agree, because dan and phil to me are like.... an idea, a mythology, a narrative, that theyre aware of and have built as well as being aware that we're aware of. like the idea of dan and phil has been constructed by them and their fans hand in hand for over a decade. and i find that phanfic itself is very aware of this and exists to expand upon those ideas. lol. yeah that's it sorry for this ramble. i just find it surprising that something could change my mind on that in this day and age but it's been a very cool experience.

hello welcome youve come to the right place for this yap because i COMPLETELY understand you. like genuinely i am not this attached to any other "rpf" content like this? ok i had an egobang phase but honestly arin and danny have grown to share a similar but not exact same connection as dnp BUT I DIGRESS

but yeah i think a lot of it is due to the contrastive relationships between the brand of Dan and Phil™, their separate individual brands Daniel Howell and AmazingPhil (particularly dan), the Phanon dnp, and the actual real people dan and phil. i always go back to the fanfiction segment of tatinof but its just such a perfect example of what i mean. like, the entire idea to have a fanfic scene was ofc the real people's idea, and they used tropes they would see in the phanon to convey the audience interactive story, but at the same time had to keep it at least Somewhat appropriate for the Brand™ at the time being very pre-teen and teen focused. honestly idk how much you've gone back and watched of what you missed, but i would suggest doing that not just cuz theres some incredible stuff from those eras, but also seeing the intersection of the brand, fanon, and real people and when they split apart. you see it a lot especially in gaming videos imo where theyre unscripted, and once they got more comfortable in the gaming channel roles the energy shifting away from Brand but never too far... until ofc now where what even is their brand anymore just Chaos and Queerness i guess

OH ALSO go read some old fic and compare to newer ones like its not just that writing styles changed or that dnp themselves have changed, but the like. energy and intent put into fic has changed. i would say in the past it was more exploratory, putting dnp in AU's and imagines, or exploring what Could have happened. whereas now, yes ofc there are au's and fic for the purpose of exploring a concept or world, but also its a lot more introspective. exploring the inner world a bit more. idk i just thijk dnp are funny lil guys and they accidentally created some freaky lil creatures in a lab somewhere...

#the brand #phan #myrambles #i feel like i have other tags i could give this idk

[elephant-in-the-pride-parade]

That Troll Accusing P/T fics and Trek Fic Writers Blogs (Including me) of Racism could be a Right-Wing Bot.

Edit (4/16): I would like to emphasize that i really hope this theory is not true. It stemmed from having had multiple friends and acquaintances in the voyager fandom (white and not) be suicide baited and otherwise harassed with vague accusations of racism over the past year, (for P/T primarily, but other ships and characters on occasion too) yah we did cycle through a lot of explanations. Ultimately our anon(s) being someone with either a malicious motive or an extremely ill thought out and unproductive approach, were the explanations that wound up making the most sense. the content of the anon asks and comments i am refering too has been both vague and painful, and further, never came from a real ao3 or tumblr account. these also came with no evidence based points for the fic writers to work on.

I do not believe this theory below to be anywhere near the most plausible. but it is the only conclusion we could make sense of for a slew of similar anon messages that, at the end of the day, did a lot of hurt without making any concrete points that writers could take action on. By making this analysis, my hope is not to convince you all that a right wing troll is out to get voyager fic writers. Instead, i hope it comforts writers who have gotten similar attacks and helps them to dismiss messages that come with harassment and suicide baiting, rather than evidence based points. And i hope if there are real people behind those anons that seeing this analysis helps them to reconsider the effect their approach is having.

Original Post from 3/2

At first I thought I was paranoid post-2016 and 2020, but now I've been hit a couple times and seen comments on more of the affected fics. And I'm seeing concerning themes.

I make a couple of assumptions here: 1. My anon (whom I will refer to throughout as "The Anon") is the same each time. 2. The Anon is the same actor or belongs to the same group as The Anon troll commenting on P/T and some J/C fics.

The Anon as a Bot Evidence:

1. The Anon accusations are sweeping, but generic. They do not use in-fic textual evidence to justify their comments. You write P/T: You're a Tom apologist. You think Belanna is his exotic wife. You justify your blatant anti-latina racism by casting her anger as an inherent a Klingon trait. You write J/C: You think Chakotay is a noble savage and fetishize him. You write Harry Kim: You're infantilizing him.

These tropes and stereotypes are legitimate concerns that fic writers should care about and should be mindful of. These accusations on the other hand are not legitimate. They are left as guest comments or anonymous asks on fics heedless of the fic content or writer's background or track record. The AO3 comments do not reference fic content. They are repeated across all impacted writers. They target new and veteran writers alike. They target fics regardless of rating.

2. Comments that appear to reference fic specifics go no farther fic tags.

This was harder to catch. But a P/T fic tipped me off last month. It was tagged "Tom & Belanna & Miral". The Anon's first comment on that fic dove in accusing the fic of incest. This showed both that the anon had not read the fic content - they also didn't understand the difference between a / tag and an & tag. (Which also means the programmer of the tag-reading bot or human actor creating tag-based comments is not literate in how fandom ship tags are structured - they may not be a fan at all!)

3. The Anon never replies. Not on AO3 or on Tumblr. (All AO3 comments from "The Anon" seem to stick to the automatically assigned Anon name or use a generic, short first name like "Sam").

Exceptions to this - the rare ocasions where someone sympathetic to the anon replies break from the distinctive patterns of The Anon. Replies come from either burner accounts or guests with more unique names. And these replies are both A - fewer and far between - suggesting they are a different actor - and B - by and large quite serious and thoughtful. I take them to be real people, legitimate fans concerned about racism, caught up in the crossfire.

4. The Anon uses language intended to engender right-wing sympathies and white-moderate anger.

The Anon sent this in their message to me the other day. I will bold the relevant passages.

"You’re the perfect example of the kind of white person who ruins fandom for everyone else, a nasty racist bitch who cares more about their shitty fanfiction than the feelings of actual people of color. Keep using your precious freedom of speech to fetishize brown men I guess

"The kind of white person": This anon has no proof of my race and proof doesn't matter to them. (They have targeted writers of color and white writers alike) They are indiscriminant because they are hoping some of their targets are white women. They are also attempting to out-group white women from the rest of fandom - trying to engender in me feelings of being alienated from my community.

"Nasty racist bitch" "Nasty woman" incidentally is what Trump famously called Hilary Clinton during a 2016 debate. Calling me a racist is there to put me on the defensive (and to alienate me from my coalition) Im meant to feel shocked and disheartened by this accusation. And in a way, keeping this generic serves a purpose. A lack of specificity makes it harder for me to defend myself. "Bitch" is there to trigger my fear/anger response. It is also assuming my gender - again. The anon doesnt care if they accidentally sent this hate to a man or nonbinary person or a person of color. they are betting that at least a plurality of targets will be their key white woman demographic.

"people of color" - while it is correct terminology - is also terminology of the US left/democratic wing. By using this term the Anon is in-grouping themselves with the left - trying again to make me feel like an outsider.

Finally, the kicker is the Freedom of Speech part of this ask.

The Anon is using the concept of free speech here in the same way that the MAGA crowd does, to mean that I ought to be able to say whatever I want regardless of how it hurts others, rather than the legal term's actual definition - the right to critique one's government without being jailed or killed.

By accusing me of caring about Freedom of Speech this way they're not trying to make me feel guilt - theyre trying to hurt me, make me angry, and guide me to sympathize with Republicans. They are using the term this way to push me to think of my fanfic in terms of free speech and thus to agree with Republican freedom of speech talking points. Or if I reject the accusation - to feel torn between Left and Right.

The Anon is trying to sow discord. Theyre employing the same tactics that broke the Womens March movement in 2021, and that pervaded so many Facebook groups and twitter in the last two US election cycles. They are using tactics honed to cleave apart progressives and moderates.

My only question after all those realizations was: why the fuck are they doing this to such a niche group as star trek fanfiction writers.

And then it hit me.

The Anon's Motive: Trek Fic Writers are a Target Election Demographic.

By and large, US fan writers of ships from 90s star trek are women, often millenial and gen x women, many likely to be suburban. And yes - more likely to be white. In short we are part of the same demographic Trump lost in 2020 and needs to either win back this year, or try keep from going to the polls.

You can tell me I sound ridiculous - I think this whole stinking situation is ridiculous. I'm not unaware of how fringe a theory this is. I've been taught to always assume incompetence before malice. And for a while I considered that maybe The Anon was genuine. Maybe they had good intentions and poor execution. I'm sure I could write characters of color better (I am not afraid to admit that I'm still learning. Being wrong isnt something to be afraid of). I wanted this to be the case actually, but I have too much evidence and motive in favor of malicious bot tactics to ignore.

I have tried so hard to think of a reason I'm wrong. Except that all the pieces make sense. No fic / writer specific grievances have been aired by The Anon. They hit the same points every time, again, without textual evidence. They never reply. They chose words that wound and inflame but that never say anything specific about the fic or writer.

And wouldn't it be damn convenient for the Trump camp if a bunch of progressive and moderate US star trek fans decided not to vote because they were disheartened by being accused of racism and felt alienated from the democratic coalition.

This is a niche community. But we likely arent the only targets. And as a friend reminded me tonight, it doesnt take much to move the needle.

#paris/torres #star trek fandom #the troll anon #racism #if you do happen to be the anon the easiest way to prove im wrong is to make a burner account and come talk to me #tell me what parts of my fics you found problematic im really not afraid to hear it

[convenientalias]

Good Books I Read In 2023, Placed In Specific Categories

Inspired by this post by @barbwritesstuff.

Gay and kind of depressing literary fiction.

This is always a genre I'm reading, honestly. These two also have kind of an ensemble cast feel, and multiple queer couples involved.

An artificial intelligence controlled by a terrible government/corporate entity, who has committed much violence in the past but now would basically prefer to avoid casualties, has gained independence and is now working for its own goals.

The similarity here was actually kind of a problem for me bc, reading Ancillary Justice too soon after reading some Murderbot books, I was expecting more humor and badassery from the AI main character, less introspection and tragic backstory. I had to take a break from it and go back to reading it with a fresher mind. Both are very good, though I have yet to read the rest of the Ancillary Justice series.

Self published queer fantasy involving kidnapping/captivity.

These books are not actually that similar but kidnapping is a favorite trope of mine and they all have it in their own way. The Siren's Familiar and Shards of Ice have kind of a rescuing-your-boyfriend-from-kidnappers type plot. Our Bloody Pearl has a pirate-captor/rescuer-enemies-to-lovers type plot.

And Bonds of Hate, which is my favorite of the four, is also the darkest and the most fucked up, with a central couple that not only features kidnapping but also rape, incest, and general abuse. It's a dark book in general--the series has been compared to Game of Thrones, and while I have never read/watched Game of Thrones and have a hard time judging, it definitely has that edgy, grimdark political intrigue feel to it. Definitely a unique read for me.

Melancholy Asian literary fiction.

Please Look After Mom is the standout here for me. I love Shin Kyung-sook's writing in general, and Please Look After Mom is the kind of book that sends you on a soul searching journey about whether you appreciate the people in your life and whether you understand them. Also the saddest of the four so watch out.

Speculative fiction where main character handles fragile diplomatic relations between two peoples, with a lot of loyalty and culture clash.

The Foreigner series has been one of my obsessions this year. I'm reading book 7 currently, and the political intrigue is so consistent and high quality, it's really something. But the Tuyo series was also a highlight for me! It has better slashiness and whump if that's what you're looking for in your fantasy novels about complicated diplomatic relations.

I have yet to finish either series but I'm working on it!

This woman is obsessed with birds.

Okay Untethered Sky and Migrations don't have much in common but I loved them both and. Birds.

I'd recommend any of these books! If you've read any of them or if they look interesting to you, or if you know more good books in any of these categories, pls tell me about it!

#books #book recs

[bhaalbabebardlock]

Writing Masterpost

I have a lot of ~feelings~ about having to shift my pinned post from my long fic after almost three months. I'm shocked that I've started writing other things, but here we are. 🫣✨

The OCs of My Stories

~If it isn't a one shot, it has its own masterpost in addition to being listed here~

Daisies | Nature's Gifts | Tandem

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~Messages~

AO3 | Writer's Discord

All BG3 related writing, summaries, and links below the cut!

Longfics

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Daisies On My Nightstand (AO3)

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(I stopped regularly updating chapters here since the fic has gotten so long, but there's background information/pictures of Ilara and some chapters were posted here originally!)

This is my longfic! It is so long. It is my baby. It is now longer than return of the king somehow. It has too many tropes, it has a slow burn romance, it has dark romance. There is Raphael and Gortash and Astarion and Shadowheart and. A lot. I mean a lot. I update chapters daily on a semi regular/consistent schedule. Please please be mindful of tags and chapter notes!

Summary:

The story of a Bhaal-Spawn who only ever wanted to be free.

Ilara would do anything for the people she loves, having never been freely allowed to do so before- including killing her past, denouncing her God, and damning 7,000 souls. Can she save herself, let alone anyone else?

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Nature's Gifts on AO3

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Self indulgent filthy smut that was supposed to be a one shot and now isn't. Tadpole smut and something going on with both Astarion and Gale and the weird little druid they're hanging out with. 😌

Unlike my other long fic, this is unlikely to be updated DAILY but will be updated often.

Major tags (others on AO3): m/f, m/f/m, inappropriate use of tadpoles, smut that grew feelings and plot

Summary:

If you're all stuck with these tadpoles anyway, is there really any harm in seeing what they can do?

She let her mind wander, finding herself aggravated more than anything when those thoughts turned to Astarion, to the way his lips had brushed against her ear. She let out an agitated breath as she thought of how he felt laying on top of her, his mouth against her pulse a few nights ago. The way she felt him trying to still his hips against hers, it was just a taste after all. It was just one bite. It's not like any clothes came off. And it certainly hasn't happened again.

But what if it did?

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Tandem on AO3

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A series of one shots told in no specific order about my evil durge, Lili(th) and her sole companion, Astarion. Some will be fluff, some will be smut, some will just be unhinged probably. This won't update often but they'll be around 💕

Major tags (more to be added): blood drinking, canon typical violence, eventually there will be more.

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✨One Shots✨ (all nsfw)

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Ruin

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Full story on AO3

One shot, single chapter; 3,859 Words. Reader x Astarion;

Important tags: major character death warning, sad smut, explicit, F/M

Summary:

Five years after walking away from The Vampire Ascendant and everything he offered to you, you've returned to stop him from wreaking havoc on Baldur's Gate. That turns out to be harder than you think.

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Full Story on AO3

One shot, single chapter; 3,118 words

Tags: major character death warning, smut, F/F

Summary:

Second person Shadowheart POV.

After taking her place as Bhaal's chosen, your lover decided at the last moment to destroy the crown and give up her claim. You have one last night together.

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Weakness

One shot (so far, I might add more eventually); 1,286 words. Was done for a prompt, the prompt is revealed at the end.

Summary:

Astarion POV, first person.

Tav has come to find you in Baldur's Gate after disappearing years ago. Why?

"That would be showing a weakness, a vulnerability that I can longer afford. If it was ever something I could have afforded to begin with. Arguably, it hadn't been. She wormed her way between the cracks of my defenses, not even realizing what she was doing until it was too late. Until I was too far gone to stop her. "

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#fanfic #bg3 fanfic #masterpost #fanfic masterpost #my writing #bg3 fic #astarion smut #durgetash #gortash #astarion #bg3 #bg3 smut #bg3 longfic #baldurs gate fic #baldurs gate 3

[polyjuicedpadfoot]

Marauders Fandom Discourse

Hi, just some food for thought about what I’ve been seeing spread across the fandom as of late.

The first thing I would like to point out has to do with choosing which content you consume. AO3 does this thing where is asks your consent AFTER you click on a fic if said fic is rated mature or explicit. A message will pop up that says “This work could have adult content. If you proceed you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.” If you agree, you need to understand what you’re reading, what you’re about to see, is ENTIRELY ON YOU. Not only have you decided to click on a fic with that rating, but you have ALSO consented AGAIN to what you’re about to read. You chose that, don’t go blaming it on anybody else because you agreed.

Now, if you have this feature turned off, this means you have given AO3 blanket consent to show you any fic with this rating. Again YOU have given your CONSENT and therefore anything you read under these two ratings may contain adult content and if you have something against that, there are plenty of fics with teen and up or general ratings.

Secondly, AO3 has set up specific archive warnings for some of the more general topics that some consumers decide to avoid. These include major character death, underage, graphic descriptions of violence, and rape/non-con. If you have a problem or feel uncomfortable reading a fic with any of these tags, this needs to be the first thing you check when clicking on a fic. If the author has tagged the fic correctly, it is on YOU to decide whether or not you want to read a fic with whatever warning is present.

Thirdly, an author uses additional tags to warn a reader exactly what to expect when they’re deciding whether or not to read a fic. If the fic is tagged correctly, and YOU decide not to read the tags and something that was tagged pops up that you don’t like, that is on YOU. The author has done everything they could have by tagging the fic, after that, it is up to you to know your limits of what you want to and do not want to read. Some authors will go as far to put content warnings at the beginning of each chapter for their readers, if you ignore these as well, this is on you.

Finally, a general rule across all fandoms, the Marauders one included, is don’t like, don’t consume. If there is a tag, a warning, a trope, a ship, any fucking thing you don’t like in the fic, just don’t read it. Don’t go out of your way to tell the author you didn’t like something that you knew ahead of time would be in the fic. They warned you, you ignored it, it’s on you now. People use fandoms and create content for many different reasons. For some it’s to escape their mind, for some it brings comfort, for some it’s just a bit of fun, etc, etc. Don’t go harping on people for creating something you don’t like, especially if you knew you wouldn’t like it and are now just going out of your way to make them feel bad.

The general message of this post is don’t be a fucking asshole. It is entirely up to you what you consume and how you navigate your own time through the fandom. You curate your own experience and it is no one’s obligation to tend to your own personal desires.

There has been a specific instance that most people are upset about but if you reference my points about, you will realize that the author a) rated the fic correctly, b) added proper archive warnings, c) thoroughly tagged the fic in question. Everyone who is complaining had everything they needed to know before going in and therefore should not be upset when they got exactly what was set up for them.

Now I realize that there are a lot more minors in the fandom that have joined in the past few years, so this is a reminder to anyone who may have missed the message. This fandom wasn’t built off of tiktok and minors, the majority, if not all, the fics you are consuming at the moment were and are written by adults. If this bothers you, write your own fic or find some friends around your own age writing fics and read those. But DO NOT come at the people who built this fandom before you were born and DO NOT disrespect authors when they create this content for free without asking anything in return.

I would just like to say that if you continue this treatment and bully all the creators out of the fandom, I better not see anyone complaining when no more content is being created because of the fear of being cancelled for no goddamn reason.

#marauders fandom #fandom discourse #fandom etiquette #ao3

[caspersickfanfics]

OKAY!!! I have been released to spew emotional sickie headcanons and tropes and more and I’m thrilled

now ofc not all of these may fit the current fic you’re working on but these are some of my favorites 🥰 AND these specifically I think apply to Cyno

You already captured it perfectly but- the insecurity!! Cyno just losing his confidence and all of the deep rooted fears come to the surface with him asking “are you mad at me” like when a sickie is just so sensitive that any criticism they’d normally brush off hits exactly where it hurts the most. Cyno fears failure in my mind, and Cyno probably HATES letting Nari down the most.

also- irrational sickies. Like sometimes when your fever is that high or you’re just that unwell it doesn’t matter anymore you’re just upset. For cyno i feel like he’d be crying a lot of frustration tears too?? Like at first he’s just upset cuz he thinks nari is mad and every insecurity he has ever had is so raw and loud right now and then he’s crying AND THEN he’s upset, because he got upset! And now he’s crying because he is embarrassed he started crying and he just can’t figure out why he’s crying so much and ‘I can’t ever do my job again cuz I just can’t calm down’ full on spiral. I love this especially when the caretaker takes a clinical calming approach, helps them focus on breathing, and explains “baby, you’re sick. You have a high fever, and sometimes fevers can make our emotions yada yada whatever” and then like, tries to get them to have some water or just holds them.

I also feel like Cyno would start out trying really hard to keep it together and it would result in him just pouting? Like after nari assured him he isn’t mad or however that plays out, nari can see he’s still upset. And he’s trying to not let it show, but the second Tighnari asks him if he’s okay, the tears instantly pool, and he can’t really explain why? 🥺

I will die on the Cynos love language is physical touch hill with pride. He probably didn’t realize it till later in life but he wants to be held. He wants to feel safe. He likes deep pressure and hands in his hair and he wants to be compressed (I may be projecting but whatever)

NIGHTMARES!!! I also am very much sold on the idea that feverish Cyno has wild fucking dreams. Some fueled by his past ofc, but ALSO I’m thinking about you AMAZING fic where Cyno wouldn’t sleep cuz of anxiety and general fears that he’s a monster and will one day hurt tighnari. I feel like, he’d wake up just in pure, sick, panic cuz he dreamt that Tighnari was sick or hurt or killed or whatever and he couldn’t help him, no matter what. So he wakes up confused and scared cuz maybe nari stepped out, or something. Idk I love the idea of his fever brain being more concerned for nari and forgetting that he’s the one sick.

now for some more physical tropes

when an already congested character cries so much they just get MORE congested. Also as someone who eyes have swelled shut after crying too much I am biased to that as well. Like you cry fall asleep and then wake up just blind 🤣 OH and post crying sinus headaches

there’s also throwing up from said panic- or from crying which we have already seen a bit with Cyno in your other work as well. So we know for a fact that fear and anxiety makes him sick to his stomach 👀

self soothing?? Like when asleep, to they rock themselves, or rub their hair between their fingers or try and get really small and tight. I’m not sure if this fits for Cyno but I feel like there’s potential possibly from years of having to deal with illness as a baby on his own.

glassy, watery eyes, whimpers, dehydration from too much crying. Body aches, from flu but also from exhaustion. All wonderful things imo

AND the caretaker- when sickie is emotional it’s so so good when they talk them through whatever it is they are doing next. Even if it’s just to ground them. Cyno is probably used to the silent treatment from his childhood. So after nari gets him to settle I imagine Tighnari just, calmly talking to him or explaining what he’s doing next, or why he’s feeling what he’s feeling or what plant he found etc would really help remind cyno that he’s not being abandoned and no nari isn’t mad at him. oh!!! And last thing- I think- when the emotional sickie, gets upset AGAIN but this time it’s because they are overwhelmed with affection and are just, so grateful for their loved ones that they don’t know what to do. they finally feel they are safe and loved and then they cry all over again lmao

That’s all…..for now 😈

HELP I am!!!! So on board with all of this oml this is incredible!!!!!!!!!

Fear of failure fits Cyno SO well and like! I think it's in a bit of an unconventional way? He's not sensitive to just anyone deeming him as having failed. He genuinely doesn't care what most people think (based on him resigning from his position in canon to do The Right Thing according to his own beliefs). It's only the people who's opinions he values and respects (...Tighnari. also Collei. I could see him getting really sappy over accidentally doing something to upset Collei when he's sick. Or perceiving that he's not been good enough to her etc etc). And I think with Tighnari it's like. He values his opinion so highly, the absolute last thing he wants is to disappoint him.

Irrational sickies, so cuteeeee. My brain connected this one to the nightmare one and like. I just had this thought of. Tighnari is used to Cyno having these really intense, traumatic nightmares. So when he's sick and has a bad dream, Tighnari is thinking in that direction. But then it comes out that Cyno's dream was actually reliving the moment from earlier that night, where he asked if Nari was mad at him, except in the dream he actually was??? And now he just. Won't be convinced otherwise.

Fully agree about the point on physical touch!! Characters who were either overly manhandled or received little to no affectionate physical touch as children (OR BOTH, which may well be the case for Cyno) growing into touch starved adults >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Honestly, I need to write more of Cyno pouting. Thank you for reminding me and motivating me with such a lovely image of him tearing up and not knowing why, I adore that!!

Ugh yes I always lean in the direction of throwing up from crying because that's how my brain is wired, but I love these sinus/eyes/muscle achey consequences too!!! Like. Baby omg </3

Uhm. The self-soothing point. Is one of my favorite things. I had never put a name to it but!!!!!!! I'm so glad you put it into words!!! I DO think this can fit for Cyno, although I imagine it comes up a lot less when Nari's around because he's always going to reach for him first (re: touch as Cyno's love language). If Nari steps out, maybe he comes back and Cyno's hugging himself because he couldn't hug Nari. It might come up more with another caretaker - Collei, Alhaitham. Maybe Kaveh but I like them being cuddly with each other, too. OH the thought of Tighnari coming to help out and finding Cyno self-soothing, all curled up really tight, and knowing he's resorted to that only because Nari wasn't there sooner and Cyno doesn't trust anyone else enough to get close when he's feeling really bad????? *cries*

And yess!!!!! Caregiver communication is so good, especially with the context you gave of a possible history of silent treatment. Yeah. Like. Cyno having been experimented on as a little one, not being told anything, and just silently enduring because getting upset would make things worse. Maybe when he's really feeling awful he tries to hold the emotion in because he doesn't want to get in trouble for it, but Nari picks up on it and is so gentle and reassuring and good at opening that door of two-way communication. Reminding Cyno that he's here to care for him, and also that Cyno's bodily autonomy is going to be respected </3 and then the comfort cryyyyy freaking. Ugh. He's hugging Tighnari and suddenly Nari's shoulder is wet and he's worried, starts to pull away but Cyno just squeezes him tighter and whispers "thank you." Nari gets it, then, and he just holds him and lets him cry it out.

(Also we must have some kind of psychic connection because the next scene I had written was Cyno waking up from a nightmare and getting upset because he doesn't feel right 😂 Idk if that fits the irrational sickie trope exactly but like!!! Close enough lol)

This is all. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!! Just so fantastic!!! Thank you so much!! For sharing all of this with me!!!!!!!!! Genuinely made my night <333 I see that "for now" and :DDD Please feel free to continue or share other headcanons/tropes/etc. whenever you wish!!!!

#cas chats #yapping!!! fun!! #relevantlucidity #<333 #this ask is such a gift oml #saving a link to this for when i need inspiration !!! #headcanons #sick cyno hc #tighnari hc #genshin hc #genshin impact hc #cyno genshin impact #tighnari genshin impact

[whump-me]

Whumptober 2023 Masterpost

My Whumptober project: a collection of standalone stories that all take place in my Mind Games universe (full description below), a modern-day sci-fi/fantasy thriller setting with the feel of shows like The 4400, Flashforward, and Travelers.

The specific whump elements will depend on the prompt, but expect a lot of spy whump, lab whump, moral ambiguity, interrogations (because they’re my favorite), death whump (because it’s also my favorite), and so much emotional whump.

These stories fully stand alone, with no overarching plotline or even recurring characters. You can jump in wherever you like, and read only the tropes you enjoy without worrying about missing anything.

Ask to be added or removed from my Whumptober 2023 tag list!

Mind Games

People with extraordinary powers are hiding among us.

They have good reason to hide.

Their abilities make them valuable to every government, corporation, and criminal enterprise on earth.

If only those abilities were enough to keep them safe…

There has always been a gene that allows a small subset of people to develop superhuman powers, from mind-reading to telekinesis to… more unusual gifts. For most of human history, that gene has remained dormant in almost everyone who carried it. But starting in the 1970s, increased air and water pollution created a chemical cocktail that could activate the dormant gene in any carriers exposed to it.

Fifty years later, governments around the world use “psi-enhanced persons” for clandestine operations, trained from childhood when possible. Scientists have synthesized a compound that activates the dormant gene—with the unwilling help of their human test subjects. Secret breeding programs are creating the next generation of operatives, designed for never-before-seen psychic strength and raised with absolute loyalty for their creators. (Results are… mixed.)

As for the ones who refuse to be used… well, a threat that can’t be controlled must be eliminated.

Small resistance groups exist around the world. Ordinary people with extraordinary gifts, doing what they can to save themselves and others like them from the people who want to kill or use them for what they can do. Their victories are few and hard-won. But every life saved makes the pain and sacrifice worthwhile.

The rest of the world has no clue about the conflict happening under their noses. Governments stay silent because they don’t want to give up their advantage. The Enhanced, as they call themselves, stay silent because revealing their existence would mean even more people lining up to control or destroy them.

Maybe someday that will change. For now, the Enhanced will take advantage of the protection the shadows offer… and so will their many enemies.

I’m currently releasing a series of full-length novels in this setting! As of March 2023, I'm posting early-access chapters on my Patreon three times a week. Check my pinned post to see what's currently available here on Tumblr.

The Stories

Day 1: Swooning (aftermath of rescue, death whump) Day 2: "They don't care about you." (interrogation) Day 3: Solitary Confinement (solitary confinement, rescue, good intro to story universe) Day 4: "You in there?" (torture, death whump) Day 5: Debris (death whump, no whumper, tragic love) Day 6: Recording (team whump, self-sacrifice) Day 7: Radio Silence (twins, lab whump) Day 8: Outnumbered (minor whump, lab whump, rescue) Day 9: Mistaken Identity (lab whump, medical whump, death whump, good intro to story universe) Day 10: Stranded (team whump, isolation) Day 11: Animal Trap (lab whump, escape, self-amputation) Day 12: Insomnia (sleep deprivation, car accident) Day 13: Infection (touch-starved, assassination, emotional whump) Day 14: Water Inhalation (near-drowning, reluctant whumper, minor whump) Day 15: Suppressed Suffering (interrogation, torture, defiance) Day 16: Flatline (lab whump, reluctant/sympathetic whumper, minor whump, minor death) Day 17: "Leave me alone." (romance, emotional whump, good intro to story world) Day 18: Tortured for Information (torture, death whump, emotional whump) Day 19: Psychological (minor whump, brainwashing) Day 20: Found Family (queerplatonic relationship, emotional whump, bittersweet ending) Day 21: Vows (twins, lab whump, mercy killing) Day 22: Glass Shards (self-sacrifice) Day 23: Stalking (death whump, calm/accepting whumpee) Day 24: Goodbye Note (emotional whump) Day 25: Buried Alive (isolation, panic attack) Day 26: Working to Exhaustion (overwork, whumper turned whumpee, emotional whump) Day 27: Scars (flirtation, emotional whump) Day 28: "You'll have to go through me." (minor whump, protective older brother) Day 29: "What happened to me?" (time loss, caretaking) Day 30: "Not much longer." (rescue, death whump, aftermath of torture) Day 31: Setbacks (recovery, aftermath of torture, emotional whump)

Here from a reblog? Here's the most recent version.

#whumptober #whumptober 2023 #my writing: masterpost #my writing: whumptober 2023

[letstalkwhump]

Let's Talk Whump

Welcome to Let’s Talk Whump, a series of interviews that spotlight the amazing people in our whump community! I’m Malice and I’ll be your host today. 

Here today to talk all things whumpy is the fabulous @wildfaewhump!

Welcome to Let’s Talk Whump! Let’s start with a fact or two about yourself!

Hello! I'm Vic, and when I'm not inflicting agony, I am a professional musician! I've been gigging professionally for about 12 years and I absolutely love it. Music is my lifelong love and I am so grateful to be able to make it such a big part of my life. 

And onto the good stuff! What does whump mean to you? 

To me, whump is a mechanism of catharsis, both for creator and reader. The huge, heavy emotions and terrible events our characters endure offer a safe way for us to explore those emotions. 

It's also just a whole lot of fun. Who could say no to seeing a beloved character writhing in pain? 

And how did you find the whump community? What made you want to join?

I found the term "whump" through fandom! The fics I liked were increasingly labelled with it, and from there a bit of tag scrolling led me to the OC whump community. I realized that people were *sharing their writing* and it was all over for me, I was hooked. I made a whump sideblog and started (terrified) to tell the story of a captured fae. Shoutout to @clockworknightmares, who was one of the first people to find my early pieces and introduced me to the heady dopamine of getting an ask! I've been here ever since, and I am so grateful to all the wonderful people who make this community such a vibrant oasis of creativity and shared passion. 

Do you think your view on whump has changed since you first discovered it?

I have certainly had my eyes opened to a whole host of new experiences! As far as tropes and whump style go, lately I find that I'm drawn to more interpersonal-style whump, whereas when I started I was doing a lot more societal and outside forces whump. I love both types! 

And your favourite whump trope? 

WING WHUMP. ahem. I mean: I love nonhuman whump a normal amount… 

Other abiding faves include: whipping, impalement, really fucked up power dynamics, stalking, recorded whump, ooh and epistolary style writing!

Winged whump is so underrated! Do you mind sharing a favourite piece you've written? 

This piece holds a special place in my heart. It's the third in a five-piece arc, and they're all linked at the top of each piece. In this arc, Iesin and Talvos are separated by the wreckage of a landslide, and in the midst of this devastation experience kindness instead of hate and rejection. Specifically, in this piece Talvos hears a truth-tale spoken to the stars about him. People in the area he grew up believe that telling stories of each other will carry their loved one's memory to the stars, to be held there forever. Having been ostracized by humans for so long because of his mate Iesin, he has lost that access to his beliefs and his community, but this piece gives it back to him. 

Another favorite of mine is this Lourdes piece. One of my strongest writing devices is to take a metaphor (here, maple trees and their syrup) and see how seamlessly I can weave it through an entire piece. I did a pretty good job of it here, I dare say. 

I love the Lourdes piece. The vibes are delicious! Do you mind sharing your writing routine?

Here's where I wish I was more consistent. I would love to have a writing routine, but my schedule doesn't allow for it at present. 99% of my writing is done on my phone in snatched moments between other responsibilities, but when I do get the chance to sit down and take my time, my favorite way to write is to take a long morning at a coffee shop and just let myself flow. 

And do you find that somethings are easier for you to write than others?

My writing strengths lie in pretty prose, extended metaphors, and conveying emotion. I like to think I'm good at catching a reader up in the flow of a piece. Now, trying to write more than three or so people in a room? Hard! Too many limbs and hands and voices to manage! 

Give us a sneak peak! Is there anything you're working on at the moment? 

I am rotating Lourdes, my Romantic Boxie, in my mind like their own special microwave right now. They are. So fucked up. I'm finishing up concert season irl so I don't quite have time to write yet, but this summer I hope to make some good progress on all of my current series! 

Do you have a joke or pun you would like to share to spread some smiles today?

How about a picture of my basset puppy! 

He’s so cute! Give him a hug from me! Is there any writing advice you’d like to share?

Read like a writer. Read as much as you can, and look at the mechanisms of what you read. What writing devices does this author re-use? What is it about their prose style that draws you in? What makes this author's characterization stronger than that one's? The more you read, the more you pay attention to what works and doesn't work in writing you encounter, the more you hone your own craft.

Shout out time for your favourite writing/whump blogs, bffs or people who've inspired you. 

Oh goodness there are so many wonderful whump blogs! I know I'll forget some. @for-the-love-of-angst, @ashintheairlikesnow, @clockworknightmares, @justplainwhump, @just-horrible-things, @highwaywhump, @flowersarefreetherapy, @caramelis, @pigeonwhumps, @redwingedwhump, @tormentum-ab-intra, and so many more! 

Finally, is there anything you'd like to add?

Be kind. It's the hardest and most worthwhile thing in the world to do, but simple kindness can change everything.

Thank you for joining us, @wildfaewhump !

And to all you folks at home, have a whump-derful day!

[officialgleamstar]

Yeah yeah yeah I'd love to hear your thoughts on the dynamics!!!

OKAY. SO. To restate myself: I THINK (almost) EVERY OAK AND CLOSE/FOSTER SHIP IS SO INTERESTING. They always have something fun going on … and also they’re always bi4bi which is deeply important to me. Sorry if any of this is hard to understand I am so so tired XD

Meryl and Hildy are the only two where I’ve not really dedicated thought to them. However, I could absolutely see them as like… you know that trope of a Casanova desperately chasing after the only woman who isn’t interested in him? THAT. THEY ARE THAT TO ME. Hildy is too focused on her career for men and it drives Meryl crazy

My thoughts on Barry and Bill should not be said in a public setting but I will provide this

Barry is gray and bill is blue. He should fuck that old man (purposefully ambiguous on who I mean). Anyways

My feelings on Glennry are. Well explored LMAO They’re my favorite ship! I know they can be super toxic as a ship, but I do really love them, most of all, as a ship where both parties fight tooth and nail to get better for the other. Because they understand each other and care for one another and the other person is just so so so fucking worth it to them. It makes me happy :]

Henry/Jodie is like, a sleeper agent in my mind. I think they have the capacity to be so fuckin compelling but I’m usually dedicating too much time to Glennry and Rodie to think about it. I LOVE these two though. I’m not usually a huge fan of Jodie struggling with his sexuality (it’s just funnier to me if he dated Scam with no hesitation.) but I’m in love with it specifically for Henry/Jodie contexts. Something about Henry being so loose and free with his sexuality contrasted with Jodie being so buttoned up about everything makes me so fhdksgajdhskdh!!! And of course, it is canon in that one AU-of-an-AU for MnMoms LMAO

Nark <3 one of my original ships and one I’ve been thinking about a lot this weekend. The PEAK of adhd boyfriend/autism boyfriend in my mind. As I said the other day - I love them as established but ambiguous. No one knows what their relationship is, least of all them, but it has been going on for years. I find them really interesting but I don’t tend to agree with some of the like, I dunno, trademark features of popular Nark dynamics? I think Nicky is the type to do anything to get approval from those who cares about, way more so than I’ve seen some people give him credit for (more, maybe they give him too much credit? Wording LOL), and I think Lark feels intense guilt for the mere act of existing, and I think these two characteristics are SO fun to throw up against each other. Also I know Nicky is a cool alt demon boy when they’re teens, but he’s still a cop’s son and I LOOOVE that in contrast to Lark’s hot-to-those-in-his-age-group brooding and general delinquency vibes (ie (our only real example) swapping places with his twin so he can risk his life LMAO). GOD SORRY IM RAMBLING ABOUT NARK NOW I like them. A lot

In contrast to Nark, I think the general consensus on Lovesong is awesome. Sparrow and Nicky liked each other so much as teenagers, they were an adorable T4T couple, they’re adhd boyfriend/autism girlfriend, and now they’re the worlds messiest exes ever and it’s everyone’s problem <3 ohhh sword to throat scene, you will ALWAYS be famous. I also love them with a dynamic of like… Sparrow being much more confident around Nicky, but struggling a lot in general social interactions. Something about her blossoming and opening up when around Nicky in particular, and maybe neither of them even notice at first… but then one day it clicks. They’re just SO comfortable around each other and I love thinking about like. The details of how that relationship dissolves, and how much worse it must have made the betrayal. Their current antagonism is made so so so interesting, especially when Sparrow is such a pushover to everyone BUT Nicky… OUGH. LOVE THEM!!!! (do you guys like how I automatically trans fem Sparrow in Lovesong settings specifically LMAO)

Oakworthy is another one I’ve talked about at length. They are two bugs I am raising in captivity together and they keep trying to each other, so I have to separate them, but I put them back together anyways. Because thIS IS HOW OAKWORTHY CAN STILL WIN-!! I love these two, fully immersed in the fantasy that they’re going to fix things and get together in the end. I think the fact that they both have such strong identity issues but in different ways - Hermie has no idea who he truly is and tries on a million masks to compensate, while Normal tries so desperately to be someone else but his true identity always shows in the end - makes for a REEEALLY interesting dynamic. They both try so hard to be who the other person wants, and fail to realize that what the other wants is for them to be themselves. Makes me crazy

AND FINALLY. NORMAL/TAYLOR. Tayloak <3 only something I’ve started thinking about, like… in the past few weeks XD but I think they’re REALLY FUN. Obviously there’s this massive aspect of Normals jealousy of (and over) Taylor, which can be fun to play with in a “do I want him or do I want to be him” way! I think those types of crushes are SO funny in fiction. And also. Once again. They fit the autism x adhd dynamic except this time, they’re both high energy. Tackling as a love language. To me.

Obviously, all of this is just my personal opinion!!! I do not pretend to know these characters better than anybody else (except Jodie.) and this is just my interpretation of these ships :] if people have wildly different opinions I’d love to hear em as well, just be nice LOL

#I can’t tag these ships because putting either of the twin/nicky ships in the opposite tag? sacrilege #dndads #ask #babacontainsmultitudes #I WAS GONNA ANSWER THIS IN THE MORNING but my body pains are keeping me up. L #I almost talked about Morgan/Mercedes as well but restrained myself

[joyfulapostate]

hi!!

for context, i was raised baptist, im queer, my mother converted in her late 20s i believe? and my father was raised strictly baptist as well. my mom has been listening to sermons on youtube obsessively, and my father will lose his mind if you (collective) say ANYTHING that has even the slightest chance of questioning the bible in any way. i’m closer with my mom than my dad, we both have adhd and im autistic, my dad is emotionally and verbally abusive.

i started questioning pretty much everything since mid 2020 ish??, and i just started accepting the idea that my parents would probably disown me, or at the very least ground me until they’re dead, if they knew anything about me that’s not an ✨image i’ve made specifically for them✨. (my main spotify acc has seen so many mental breakdowns it’s not even funny at this point😐)

anyways i just was wondering if there’s a Specific Reason i’ve been really really drawn to catholicism, catholic guilt, and really anything regarding that? it’s just been like A Thing for me especially really recently and i’m just always sitting there like “why tf do i feel like i have catholic guilt i’ve only stepped foot in a catholic church one single time and it was for a craft show????”

if there’s no specific answer that’s totally cool i just thought i’d try to ask someone who seems to know what they’re talking about bc ive been thinking about it a LOT recently

(i also feel like im letting down my grandma, she was the sweetest lady and she absolutely made my childhood so much better and im so grateful for her. she was pretty much the backbone of her church, she died seven years ago and i just feel like if she saw me now she wouldn’t recognize me even if she had every form of proof in the world it was me. i don’t know if she would even accept i was her grandkid at this point.)

It’s so great that you are giving yourself room to become more than what others expect you to be. We all deserve that. And it takes courage to create space for yourself, especially in a worldview that tends to reduce our self image.

I am so sorry that you are dealing with an abusive situation. Your safety is important and you deserve to have a healthy support system.

I think that the idea of “Catholic guilt” is a more popular trope than guilt from Protestant traditions. I see it mentioned more in personal conversations and in books, TV, and movies. It absolutely makes sense that this idea would resonate with you.

It can be helpful to study other traditions to give you context for your own experience, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to claim something from another religious tradition as your own. It doesn’t sound like that’s what you’re doing, I just try to be careful about stuff like that.

I was also raised in a Protestant faith, but I had Catholic friends and attended Mass at several points in my life. When I was still a believer, it seemed like there was a great chasm between these belief systems. But now that I have some distance from my former faith, I see that they have more similarities than differences. Shame and guilt run through them both. There’s guilt about familial obligations, Jesus’ death, and “sinful” actions. (I personally think that sin is just one god’s opinion and it matters more that we try to treat each other well than follow a non-negotiable rulebook.)

It may not be possible to be totally open now now, but I believe it will be in the future. I didn’t share my doubts when I was still dependent on my parents and it felt awful at the time to keep anything private. Because it felt like privacy implied guilt. But now I am grateful to my past self for waiting until I felt secure enough to share my doubts. I found people who felt safe and confided in them. I built relationships based on mutual respect and informed choices, which hadn't felt possible before.

I still have distance with some of my religious family members. But some of my more progressive family members and I have made a lot of progress in understanding each other. Love can overcome doctrine in many relationships, but not others. It’s a difficult reality to face, especially when you don’t have the opportunity to communicate with them. I know that I had to grieve the people I’d lost and the idea that I would see them in heaven. But there are people in this world who will understand you, support you, and hope for you to have a wonderful and fulfilling life that allows you to grow beyond their expectations. And it sounds like you already are that kind of person for yourself, and that is an impressive accomplishment in its own right.

#exchristian #asks

[another-lost-mc]

Hiii, I’m new to your page and I’m already obsessed with your work. I love how you write the characters and I absolutely love your O/Cs. I was just wondering if you ever planned on continuing your O/C’s stories? Specifically Feathered Friends and A Roll of the Dice.

Feel free to totally ignore this, I was just curious and I’m absolutely feral for Karasu!!

I'm so glad you enjoy my writing and the OCs. <3

I don't mind talking about upcoming plans for the OCs' stories so I'm happy you asked!

The next few chapters of Karasu's story are outlined. Part Four involves MC's tentative pact with Mammon and how that affects their developing relationship with Karasu. It goes into a bit of Karasu's backstory with Mammon and some insight into Karasu's opinions of pacts in general. I play a bit fast and loose with the canon story and pact order after that. I've mentioned this before, but Levi's pact is a long way off. That being said, the Dogi Maji game shenanigans in Lesson 10 becomes a critical turning point in their relationship progression. 👀

Karasu's Nightbringer story is being re-written now that I have the entire past plot to work with. I'm leaving the existing ficlets as they are since I wrote them for fun and like them as their own standalone thing. I do have an outline in the works that follows the NB canon right up to Lesson 40. It's going to be a longer one-shot rather than a multi-chapter fic.

The outline for Azra's entire S1 AU is practically done. It focuses less on canon events and more on the significant milestones in their relationship while MC is in the Devildom. I thought about re-writing Part Two's premise but now I'm not sure if I want to do that either. The original idea was a bit corny but also hilarious? I might keep it the way it is.

And since I'm already talking about OC stuff, let's cover the others too:

I have some brief ideas outlined for Zee's AU but nothing post-ready yet, which is why I'm trying to include him in the multi-character OC posts so he can still get some love. There are certain tropes/scenarios I haven't written about for other characters public sex period sex that apply to Zee, so at least I have some stuff to write about in the meantime.

I have the first part of Tenebris's AU outlined, but it needs some tweaking to reflect additions/changes I've made to his character and story (I originally wrote that outline like, a year ago). His SFW/NSFW Alphabets are in the works too.

Most of my focus for Metatron lately has been fleshing out his past and current standing in the Celestial Realm. I've had a lot of fun writing about his volatile history with Azra and how that will eventually tie into whatever present-day AU I write for him. In the meantime, he'll pop up in some of the Celestial Realm-based writing (he's already made a couple cameos and he's very good at making the other angels jealous lol).

#jes.replies #jes.oc asks #my oc: karasu #my oc: azra #my oc: zekhan #my oc: metatron