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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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Another Prompt in Memes?! Yes.
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creaits · 6 months
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catboy gortash
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atopvisenyashill · 5 months
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i was thinking more about characters Performing Gender, but not necessarily Transgressing Gender. I wound up focusing on Ned and Sansa bc I feel like I understand them the most but-
Sansa as a hostage is imo the most obvious (bc it’s so well done) moment of someone clearly Performing Gender but not being transgressive in that performance. Which isn’t to say it’s not a complicated performance; it’s a fine line Sansa walks between weaponizing her gender to protect herself without seeming too fake. She’s trying to placate the Lannisters by playing the perfect, dedicated, air headed betrothed because it’s the only defense she has - if she outwardly rebels, she will be punished in a likely violent and/or sexual way (which isn’t even conjecture - when she says “or maybe he’ll give me yours” Joffrey has her struck with an armored hand). She’s not quite successful in being convincing but that’s because it’s a rather extreme situation; despite no one believing her, she does make herself seem meek and stupid enough that no one suspects she’s plotting to escape with Dontos until she’s well away from KL. The fact that she even has Dontos to confide in is because of Sansa’s relationship with gender! When she saves him, she covers her rebellious slip by playing up Joffrey’s intelligence & his role as King; she reaches for “tools” of her gender AND of ~proper manhood~ to save a life and herself from another beating. Her retreats into the godswood and silence are very much Sansa attempting to recharge from these draining interactions, the same way a knight would need to stop and eat and rest after a fight. She is fighting, constantly, by forcing herself to stay within the narrow confines of a specific type of gender performance as a way of shielding herself from harm.
Ned yelling at Cat is another big one, and I’ve seen the scene referred to as Ned using his patriarchal power to scare Cat, which is a great description. It feels like a Performance because Ned is putting on this terrifying Lord Stark mask in an attempt to get Catelyn to stop asking about Jon (and Lyanna). This is not how he usually acts with those he loves! When Ned is with His People, he is welcoming of questions, curiosity, emotion, even transgressive thought (to a point! the idea that Ned is a feminist because he lets Arya learn to fight is Not accurate but you can’t deny he allows significantly more flexibility wrt gender expression than most of the fathers we meet in this series. the bar is in hell tho). Yet when Cat asks him about Jon’s mother, Ned scares her so well she stops asking & still remembers the moment bitterly over a decade later. And if that snippet we see through Bran’s eyes of Ned praying that Cat will forgive him does come after she asks (like it’s suspected), it’s clear not only that this is a performance he’s putting on & weaponizing against Cat, it’s one he does not like using as a weapon against someone he is close to. After using the power his gender gives him to cause harm, he retreats to the godswood and silence to pray and rest, much like Sansa. A spiritual cleanse, the way a soldier may pray after battle, to reset and reconnect Being A Proper Man to Being A Kind Man.
I think there’s something interesting in that two of the characters most widely defined by how well they adhere to Westerosi gender norms both dislike feeling like they had to weaponize their gender. They are exhausted by the performance, because it’s a performance. This isn’t Sansa getting excited over tourneys, or Ned teaching his sons to fight; it’s toxic masculinity, it’s structural misogyny. It’s something they’re good at, excel at, and connected to something they enjoy but when it’s paired with violence, whether done by Ned or done to Sansa, it crosses over in their minds from an innate part of themselves (The Gender) to a performance necessary due to survival (The Gender Role). And that after these performances, both retreat to nature & god as a way of resting and cleansing from the experience.
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lazycranberrydoodles · 6 months
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wei wuxian really put his whole pussy into the donghua yiling patriarch reveal huh
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mymarifae · 1 year
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i think the most important thing in the world is vbs being best friends who love each other so much and are super affectionate with each other like. listen to me:
- when toya hugs kohane he'll pick her up a tiny bit (a tiny bit is all he can manage. noodle arms) and she squeals with delight every time
- toya just really likes hugs in general. it's suuuuper common for him to just come up behind akito or an or kohane and wrap his arms around them and lean his head against theirs. hello and goodbye hugs with him always last a good 20 seconds because he won't let go sdjfjsnfkd
- kohane loooooves to tuck her hand in the crooks of her teammates' elbows while they're walking together. this way she won't get lost <3 sometimes she'll hold onto like, akito's elbow with one hand and an's with the other. it's very cute. and as vbs has grown closer, she's started to switch to hand holding. (don't tell anyone but akito's her favorite to hold hands with because he swings their arms as they walk and it's cute)
- also, kohane's hair tends to be messy because of her damn hats and this bugs akito so he spends a lot of time fussing over it. he'll just sort of...tug her closer and take out the pigtails and comb through it with his fingers. at some point she starts packing a brush in her bag to placate him. i like to think akito knows how to do hair because ena will sometimes make him do hers so after a while he stops just rebrushing kohane's hair and starts pulling it up in different ways... braiding it... etc... and he starts keeping things like hairspray in His bag. yknow. jic
- the hairstyling extravaganza extends to an and toya too. (i mean there's only so much akito can do with toya but he tries...) it's a calming thing for him - fiddling with his teammates' hair as they plan setlists or wait backstage. and having your hair played with is always nice <3
- i think shortly after teaming up an started giving kohane little kisses on the cheek. not as a romantic gesture - just simple affection! and after a while, she starts kissing toya and akito too. toya is always happy to lean down so she can pepper his face with little platonic kisses, but she usually has to wrestle akito. it's all in good fun and he'll always relent and let her kiss him in the end
- speaking of platonic kisses, i ALSO think that akito gives toya little kisses from time to time. it started back when they were still BAD DOGS. toya wasn't having a great time one night and after soothing him with a good sturdy hug, akito kissed the top of his head. it completely floored toya and akito blew up when he realized what he did. and they never fucking talked about it <3 but since toya didn't seem MAD about it, akito decided to stick with it and kept giving toya kisses like that. it's not common, and he ONLY does it when they're alone. except for when they make up after their little divorce arc in the main story. IGNORE the gunjo sanka mv and listen to me. they HUG after their heart to heart. and akito kisses toya's cheek. right around where he punched him
- but an's overaffectionate nature kind of rubs off on akito after a while. so he becomes less stingy when it comes to kisses and starts giving them to kohane and an too <3
- they lean against each other while sitting like kohane might cuddle into toya's side or an goes and lays her head on akito's shoulder
- and they have sleepovers and they fall asleep comfortably tangled up together (or not comfortably. at all. seriously cuddling while sleeping can get so uncomfy but it's worth it to be so close to someone you love). ken's taken quite a few adorable (and sometimes really funny) pictures of all four of them passed out on piles of blankets and futons. just dad things
i could go on forever it's just. platonic affection is so important to me and it's so frequently Ignored in fandom spaces. and in the case of vbs and the prsk fandom specifically, there's a tendency to separate vbs into akitoya VS anhane. which is so 💔 because the whole POINT of their story is that while they started off as separate duos, that's no longer the case! they've become such good friends. they're inseparable.
like even jokes about akito and an being "wlw and mlm hostility" are starting to wear on me because... they're friends, guys. they're incredibly close. akito is always looking out for an and is right by her side to support her through all the shit she's currently struggling with. there's no "hostility" present in their relationship. like, if you actually look at the game's text, an... rarely teases akito. the person who teases him the most is actually toya but you know... whatever... gotta reduce an down to a mean lesbian amirite... completely ignoring that she's one of the kindest characters in the whole game...
idk. i juuuuuust wish that this fandom wasn't so defensive and obsessive over shipping akitoya and anhane (mostly akitoya while anhane is a second thought but YOU KNOW) because it results in so many people watering down vbs as individuals And as pairs - because all they care about is shipping. like i promise that the other dynamics in vbs are worth exploring (both platonicallyand romantically but too much of this fandom still feels threatened by m/f vbs ships). and hell, explore akitoya and anhane on a platonic level, too! don't just jump to shipping them because teehee boyxboy and girlxgirl. take the time to understand what draws them together in the first place
i love friendship. i love when friends outwardly express their affection for each other and it doesn't have to have any romantic implications. can we talk about friendship for once like this game is literally The Ultimate Friendship Simulator feat. Hatsune Miku
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tikattu · 1 year
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updated my nerevarine's design again. his name is falre and he's 6'8''
his leg was custom made and enchanted for him by his adoptive dad, using similar grown flesh and metal like the ones used on sotha sil's fabricants. the scarf is also a gift from his dad!
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captainkingsley · 1 year
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i almost want to apologize for this
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sofoulandfairaday · 5 months
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i can't decide which i like more:
the idea - very much canonical and in the author's original concept and view of magic - of the dark arts taking a toll on one's exterior and looks. tom riddle sacrificing his beauty willingly in the name of eternal life, black magic as something that innately corrupts. bellatrix escaping from azkaban with the barest vestiges of her ancient beauty. going from one of the most beautiful women in england to a shell of her former self and no amount of dark magic being able to fix it. and she just. doesn't care. goes from pretty, proud and vain in her youth, to the feverish, fanatical glow harry sees in the department if mysteries. finally she sheds the petal of the rose - look like the innocent flower, her master had once said - and only the thorns remain. the parallel with voldemort himself. the idea that they like each other better now, the only ones to like their respective new appearances better. bellatrix because she can taste the power radiating off him, because she knows how resentful he was of his old face. (oh, he's never said anything explicitly, he would rather be flayed alive than speak of his filthy muggle father to her, but she knew he didn't like himself, took no pride in his aesthetics, it was most unusual, really.) the dark lord because he's reminded of her sacrifice - she was the only one who didn't denounce him, who tried to find him - every time he looks at her. she gave up everything for him: her reputation, her family, her freedom, her health, her beauty, her youth.
or.
the horcruxes are an isolated case. not all prices to pay for power are physical. some dark magic sucks at your humanity, your emotional regulation, your empathy and gives back superficial little gifts. its roots are far from the deep anger, desperation to cling to life of an horcrux. these are ancient witches' remedies to be the most envied in the village. the idea that rotten cores hide behind the prettiest faces. and bellatrix was always vain, always took immense pride in her beauty, her black, pure features. when she escapes from azkaban she tries everything in her power to be herself once again. she still drips with obsession but gradually regains all of her beauty too. cruel people can still be beautiful. gorgeous people can still be inhuman. and yet there is something so human about a woman making her way through the ranks of a very militarised group and still caring so much about what she looks like, still having insecurities, being preoccupied with mundane things like age and decay - and hating it because he would hate it, he hates weakness, and still not being able to help herself. the dark lord was always a collector of shiny things, was he not?
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tinytreatsworld · 1 year
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Puppy play with reader tugging on male sub’s leash harshly
With a muzzle too plssss
DOG'S DUTY
is to sit and be good & pretty.
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CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour (obsessiveness, clinginess, subtle worshipping r.), established relationship, animalistic behaviour, pet names (dog, mutt, puppy g.), collaring + leashing, nsfw but by atmosphere as sfw
hypersexuality, heavy petting, pet play, brat taming, dirty talk, mention of breeding [talk], light footjob (legjob), rough treatment (mild choking g.), light bondage (tied hands implied, g.), heavy degradation (g.), orgasm denial (g.), mild praise (g.)
WRITING STYLE: drabble, ±1000 words; satoru's genitals are ambiguous ('cum', 'precum')
DARLINGS: satoru gojo x reader; dom!reader, reader has vocal lines, low-key meandom!reader
NOTE: thank you for your pretty request
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Satoru was always annoying; at least a little, at least covertly, at least unobtrusively — but always got on the nerves of others, as if checking how much he could pull before patience broke like a red rag, limiting the line beyond which his behavior becomes intolerant. He has never been a guy who liked restrictions, and even less liked to follow them, breaking any rules and pushing boundaries until makes them practically irrelevant, defiantly metaphorically turning up his nose, knowing that nothing will happen to him for it.
And if earlier someone could say that this was 'adolescence', 'frivolous and empty-headed from lack of experience', 'arrogant from high status', now there was no excuse except "upstart" and "brat" — and you were one of those people. However, for you this name had a slightly different meaning.
“Bad dog.”
Even when the leash forces him to move forward, he only growls in response, jerking his whole body back — only to be pulled forward even more, resting his knee on the floor, trying to resist your movements.
Satoru especially loved pushing your boundaries and how long you can tolerate him, — and it was a very short period, because, unlike the others, you had no reason to tolerate his character.
“Obey orders,”
Satoru growls briefly, trying to stay in place, but crawls when the leash in your hands is stretched too much, forcing him to obey if not words, then how much his pretty collar around neck pushes him forward to your legs, as befits an obedient dog listening to his owner,
“mutt.”
An incorrigible, obstinate mutt. Because if a dog's duty was to be obedient and affectionate, then Satoru tried to make sure as soon as possible how long you can tolerate him before you put him off the leash on a chain. Unfortunately for him, you had all the time in the world to see how incorrigible a brat he could be, growling softly when your fingers cling to the edges of his collar, almost scratching, feeling rapid heartbeat under the skin while he kept defiant gaze, unable to tell you anything. At least you dealt with his annoying habit of not shutting up relatively quickly.
“You don't know when to calm down, do you? Bad dog.”
Satoru wants to say something, but is interrupted, almost choking, when you pull the leash on yourself, forcing to straighten up, kneeling with his back straight. The pose in which an obedient puppy should meet the owner — or the one in which a dog like him should be constantly until he learns the right manners; but even when Satoru tries to escape from your hands, resisting, you grab him tenaciously by the face, not letting him dodge, helping the naughty dog look into your eyes while you're talking, almost hammering words into him.
“What does a good puppy do when the owner asks to come up?”
Satoru is mildly silent for a few seconds, as if realizing something, like a cute puppy, and you realize that he understood, probably whine a little and agree, he always does that, — before Satoru growls just as before, defiantly turning his face away from your weakened grip and sitting on his bare knees, not at all shy of being naked compared to you, nor your obvious dissatisfaction, ignoring.
Dumb dog.
“Oh? Is the puppy feeling moody today?”
Satoru whines loudly, clearly agreeing, turning his head to see your suggestions and listen to what you have to say, putting up with his behavior — only to be pulled forward and up, unconsciously spreading his hips just to squeeze them together with your leg, and his plaintive, frightened whining is not enough for you to stop pulling the leash, still forcing him to look at your face and not to the side.
It's a pity that the puppy feels particularly moody today, because you definitely do not intend to tolerate it today.
“What happened? The dumb puppy does not know what to do when the owner is angry?”
Or do you think you can get away with it?
His growl gets stuck in throat, giving room only for whining when you put hand on his throat, slightly squeezing, on the other hand not letting go of the leash, — but his hips shake when you move your leg, forcing him to move in time with you, ignoring his new plaintive whining mixed with sighs and sounds.
“My dumb pathetic puppy doesn't know what to do with the owner's leg? Then I'll help you and remind you,” Satoru's body shakes as you move back and forth. “Needy.”
In response, Satoru only makes inarticulate sounds, spreading his hips wider, but whines with displeasure when you stop, ignoring him — and defiantly does not move, letting you know that he will not be led to such a provocation. After all, he's breaking the rules, not obeying them.
You don't lift his head when he looks down at the floor,
pathetically drooling while hump on your leg, — but you can't refuse to "help" him, making him squeal every time, dripping on you with a precum, like a needy dog in heat, sticking out his tongue if he could really do it, fucking you at a hastily nervous pace, sometimes switching to relaxing rubbing against you, slightly whining to start moving again, ignoring even your tenacious grip on his hair to lift up his ruddy, hard-breathing face.
After all, breeding is the only thing a recalcitrant dog like him is good for.
But even when his precum drips from you to the floor, soaking, Satoru hastily twitches, trying to avoid your grip, — humiliatingly whining when he realizes that this is impossible, rubbing your leg between his thighs to ease the tension.
“How should a good puppy behave?”
Satoru falls silent, averting his gaze — but immediately interrupts his own silence, whining in understanding when you (threateningly) try to remove your leg. Of course he understands — especially by those misty eyes that don't understand anything happening except itching.
“You can't cum,” and, before Satoru understands what you are talking about and makes dissatisfied plaintive sounds, trying to pity you, “and if you're going to be outraged now, it won't be just for this session.”
This is for his own good — even if he clearly does not believe you, squinting with discontent, clearly calculating how much submission is justified before agrees, resuming movements, humping your leg at a slower pace, almost purring when you stroke his hair, gently helping him a little, because even if sometimes he behaves like a mutt, he can still be an obedient and affectionate puppy, loving touch and tenderness. Such a pretty thing. When he has had enough, you will definitely give him a bath — as a reward for good behavior.
(The fact that you believed in his approval does not mean that he really agrees, however — he could not say anything.)
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skitskatdacat63 · 1 year
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I want his gender
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autismmydearwatson · 8 months
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Dunno how to explain it but Lokis a woman in this scene
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uncanny-tranny · 9 months
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Person whose gender was directed by Todd Howard and published by Bethesda
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talk more about the celine part of darkiplier.
because yes, obviously he's an emo soft boy who constantly keeps up a calm, collected appearence. but he's also an occult enthusiast. girlboss. mom friend. sitting in a fancy restaurant with a glass of wine, judging other people. divorced. problematic but slaying.
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ninawolv3rina · 2 months
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Character design hours with Lazenwyn “Laz” Atwater! (He/they)
P1: Stolen formal wear, borrowed Guardian uniform
P2: Shirtless, also neck slit for fun i guess, and Sidewinder (his sword)
P3: all layers of his usual outfit
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thymethenoisemaker · 2 years
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Katara but what if she had a daemon
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heterorealism · 1 year
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Wow marriage sounds so bad.
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