#how can there be no appropriate time to act if the attraction isn't wrong?

[antimony-medusa]

Okay so, there is a thing twitter does and you sometimes see it here, when people are professing that a certain block man relationship is platonic, and/or that anything else is boundary breaking. The stance is that you love the platonic relationship so much, and anything else is "weird". So you're defending from the weirdos.

And the thing is, I am not intending to say that you personally have to be comfortable with romantic or sexual relationships when it comes to the block men. If you go "y'know this is not for me", that is 100% fair. That's why I do think that appropriate tags are so important, so that you can curate your space. However. This specific interaction has been sitting in my head for days.

First of all like slimarina has repeatedly rped gay sex on stream, artists drawing them kissing should not be getting death threats on twitter. Second of all— why is it weird. Why are you saying specifically that a relationship between two men is weird or bad or unclear inappropriate? Do you know what you sound like when you say that?

Cause it isn't just "keep the nsfw away from the minors", which is fair and based. Tag that shit. People also acted like this with beeduo when all we were talking about was handholding and kissing, which a) they were making jokes about lap dances on stream, I don't think a kiss is too far, b) handholding your beloved is a behaviour that shows up in humanity in *middle school*. Like this was the type of romance that would show up in disney movies, and people would be like "I am protecting the streamers from the weirdos" by saying that this is abhorent and you're a degenerate if you think about it!

Cause the thing is, when you are saying that queer romance is somehow inappropriate for minors, or saying that a "gay couple" is incompatible with the concept of nsfw without being weird, this is indistinguishable from homophobia. It is literally a homophobic talking point, that gay romance is inherently sexual and inappropriate, and that gay sex is inherently weird and bad. This is a thing politicians are using to push regressive political agendas.

A lot of people are not comfortable with nsfw and that is fine, but when you are making broad statements about sex and romance In General, you start to fall into some traps where like, literally I have heard these talking points from evangelical christians telling me that sex would make me inherently unclean and broken. I am begging people to draw a distinction between "i don't want to see that" and "all of that is bad/weird/inappropriate/should never be talked about in public".

Uncomfortable with slimarina nsfw? Fine. I don't necessarily want to see slime physics sex either. Saying that all engagement with nsfw between two adults who are enthustically consenting and having fun with it and specifically asking for tiktok edits of the sex scenes but happen to be guys is weird and needs to be defended against? FOLKS. You literally sound like a conservative politician.

Like something like 98% of the population is sexually attracted to other people, at a low estimate. And that is FINE. That is how humanity works. We have social rules about how to navigate that, but it's not inherently weird or dirty or inappropriate to be attracted to people, or to think or talk about sex, or to have sex! Average age of having sex for the first time in north america is 16! People are having sex and that's FINE. I'm not but like, sure I'll read stories that include that as an element, because I'm an adult and it's part of the human experience. I also read stories that don't have sex. Neither is morally superior or less weird than the other just by virtue of if there's sex in it or not.

So like, man. We have GOT to stop assigning anything sexual as bad and wrong. It's just a thing that adults do.

#discourse #twitter discourse #fandom meta

[harloqui]

Shifting Safety Tips

I now have enough experience with shifting to make a list on the dangers of the outdoors! This isn't everything you could encounter, but this is a pretty good basics list for anybody wondering about the dangers of being out in nature as a shifter (or even as a human!)

This list isn't supposed to make you anxious or paranoid by any means, but is supposed to warn you about the potential dangers outside and how to handle them. The chances that you'll get lost or stuck out in the wild are small, but it's good to know what to do if something like that were to happen.

▪︎Tell people where you'll be.

Don't go out in secret. You don't have to tell people not in the know, but you shouldn't be sneaking out without telling anybody where you'll be. If something were to happen to you you'd want someone to alert the authorities early and fast, and sneaking out without telling anybody works against you. Tell a shifter friend, tell a human friend you'll be exploring X area, but regardless of who you tell let someone know where you'll be.

▪︎Take note of your surroundings.

When outdoors and in an isolated area, try to make a mental note of where you are and who's around you. Don't tune everything out, especially when you're exploring a new area for the first time. Pay special attention to odd parts of the landscape that stick out - if you get lost you can use these things to help you get back to where you started.

It can help to learn about the native plants and wildlife in your area. You don't need to become an expert (unless you want to) but knowing about what is growing all around you can help you navigate your surroundings with ease. This information can be useful even on quick journeys, and help you identify when you're near dangerous animals, plants or landscapes.

Avoid suspicious individuals. Some people have bad intentions in isolated areas. If someone appears to be acting a little too interested in you for no apparent reason, appears to be coyly following you or seems to be trying to herd or lure you someplace, head back to an area with people and get out of there.

▪︎Carry backup.

It can be dangerous in heavily forested, isolated or wooded areas, especially if you're a visible minority. When traversing these areas you should always have some sort of backup defense or weapon, just in case. This may seem silly, because if you're a shifter shifting should be enough to stop someone... but you don't want to only rely on shifting to protect you. After all, a human can still overtake most animals provided they have the right weapons.

This also goes for tools and necessities. Bring a backup charger for your phone if you're going to be out most of the day. Bring food and snacks if you're trekking somewhere new. Keep a swiss army knife on hand. You don't need to pack like you're going to climb mountains, but you should have the appropriate backup supplies should something go wrong that day.

▪︎When in the forests as a human, wear orange.

Animal hunters (such as trophy and food hunters) often camouflage themselves within the surroundings, which can put you at risk if you're also sneaking around the area. When shifting in a hunter-filled area, wear something orange (whether a collar, bandana, or a vest) so hunters can see you and avoid you. Even if you look like an animal, an orange piece of clothing surrounding you will let them know that you're associated with humans in some way and shouldn't be killed.

You can follow this rule as an animal, but note that it may look odd depending on what you are and where you live - a wolf with orange on won't attract much attention in Canada, but a cheetah might, and may get reported as a possibly escaped exotic pet. Be careful with how you go about this while physically shifted.

▪︎When stuck, call for help.

Got stuck in a trap? Lost and need assistance? If you can, call for help. If you have your phone on hand, use it. If not, call out for someone or wait for someone to come and find you.

When lost you should try to stick to a particular area until help arrives. Don't go wandering off when people could be searching for you- you could be delaying your chances of being found. Make a shelter out of whatever is available to you, and be particular about what you eat, if you eat anything wild. Meat should be properly cleaned and cooked well to reduce the chances of food poisoning or parasites, and you should only eat plants you know for sure won't poison you.

If shifting to catch food, be very careful about how you do it. Remember, animals often get hurt or injured when hunting, so if you must hunt choose weak prey. Try to avoid carrion unless necessary, as that also caries a risk of disease. If you must scavenge, look for something recently killed. If you're grazing, make sure to pick flora that seems healthy - many places that seem clean can be teeming with all sorts of pathogens or human chemicals, and some plants may be toxic to shifters.

If you're not too lost or must wander off, use your animal senses to help you find civilization. Odd, out of place smells or sounds may be indicative of industries or people being nearby. Don't disregard human pollution - if you see more bottles, trash, or discolored water near one place than another, that is a good sign that humans frequent that area, and by following the trash trail you can get back to society.

Lastly, if you are lost don't stress out. Stress can weaken your immune system and ruin your motivation to escape your situation. Don't focus on the negatives, keep a positive attitude and take things one step at a time.

I hope these tips can help any shifters nervous about exploring the outdoors, or wondering how to survive if they need to. Stay safe out there!

#shifting #survival tips #information #p-shifting #physical shifting #proudphysicalshifters #proudphysicalshifter #safety #nonhuman safety #real shapeshifters #shapeshifter #shapeshifting #realsupernaturalcommunity #real supernaturals #realsupernaturals #real shifters #real werewolves #werewolf #nonhuman #wereanimals #shifters

[11queensupreme11]

The whole jjk 216 discourse is because of the shippers and on behalf of them i am so sorry 💀 less than 24 hrs ago, i saw my moot and fellow stsg shipper bashing gege for the "incest" and telling Myamra to "stfu" when he spoke up about the harrassment he was facing. AND THEN MY JAW DROPPED THIS MORNING BC THAT SAME MOOT WAS NOW CHEERING ABOUT SUKUNA/YOROZU WHEN HE TURNED OUT TO BE A GUY 😭😭😭😭😭

Nooo don't apologize. I'm a shipper too (satosugu and itafushi 🤪) and I know the shipper community can be... wild at times, but these issues are mostly caused by those who are too immature and can't discern between reality and fiction (ie. those who believe that if you consume/create dark or problematic media then you support it irl, which is NOT true btw)

Granted, it is usually just shippers who do those, but not all the shippers are that weird (it's especially less common outside of America so at least the rest of the world's got their head on straight)

Like I said in a previous post, it's really only centered around anything remotely sexual. They'll be up in arms when it comes to a problematic ship, but they'll turn a blind eye to the other darker themes in jjk like cannibalism (sukuna and curses), forced abortion (choso's mom), attempted genocide (geto), abuse (zenin clan), systemic oppression (the entire jujutsu society), and etc. They only focus on what can and shouldn't be shipped.

Even though, by their own logic, Sukuna/Megumi x Yorozu/Tsumiki is still "incest", they switched up once Yorozu turned out to be a man and cheered for it because now they got a new gay ship to obsess over 😭???

Honestly, I think JJK just attracted the wrong audience. The first season of the manga was so sweet and happy (well, compared to what happens afterwards at least), that it probs gave ppl the wrong idea 🤭 but they continued with it anyway cuz they thought the characters were hot or whatever. That, and some people are just too immature to understand how dark stories work.

Can you imagine these sort of shippers starting this kinda discourse with a seinen like Berserk??? omg that series would be cancelled on twitter and the poor author would be getting death threats every damn day 💀💀 But that doesn't happen (or at least I hope it doesn't?) because Berserk is being read by the appropriate audience that can handle those sort of themes. Same can't be said for JJK 💀

Anyways, here's a bunch of twitter posts that basically sums it all up:

It's fine to ship characters together, but people really gotta understand what kinda manga they're reading before bashing the author (or the leaker who literally just... shows us the chapter??? why were ppl so pissed at him omg 😭). There's other interesting things happening in jjk, the ships shouldn't be all they should focus on. If romance is truly all they care about, then they need to stick to a different manga cuz jjk isn't it.

Yeah it's frustrating to see people act like that, but that's why I mostly stick to jjk theorists and analysts instead of shippers when it comes to Twitter. They got some pretty insightful theories that I like and they understand that JJK is a dark story, not a romance one.

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| rambles #jujutsu kaisen #jjk 216 #jjk spoilers #jjk leaks

[sophieinwonderland]

I’ve seen a post going around saying you’re racist and promote zoophilia… is this true?

I guess I’m wondering, how do you know “tulpa” isn’t racist, especially when there’s a lot of Buddhist systems online saying it is? After seeing so many others talking about it… I’m not sure what term to use. I’m just using thoughtform until I find something better. Maybe it’s because I’m relatively new to the community, but I don’t see anything wrong with picking a different word that’s more respectful…

And like… do you really think that people dating therians and that furries and therians themselves are zoophiles? And that zoophiles are connected to the plural community? It’s really bizarre to me that you might think that, but I wanted to ask you about it directly instead of taking that post at face value…

Sorry, just trying to get my head around this stuff. I’ve been following you for a while, and I’m interested in making my own thoughtform one day! But I’m not interested in associating with zoophilia and racism apologists…

On the allegations of appropriation, it's hard to tell what's true and isn't.

There are a lot of claims of it being appropriative going around based on the opinions of about a half-dozen Buddhists who aren't Tibetans. Most of whom have been heavily involved in syscourse and influenced by anti-endo rhetoric.

This same thing happened with the term "system hopping" not long ago.

One RAMCOA survivor made a post in 2021 saying that they "system hop" by moving between side systems. Then anti-endos started spreading the rumors everywhere that system hopping was "appropriated" from RAMCOA survivors, and demonizing people for using the term.

System hoppers and people who supported them were branded ableists.

"How dare you steal the terminology of these people who survived the worst sort of trauma???"

Many actual RAMCOA survivors believed the lie.

Some system hoppers were asking about changing the terminology because they felt bad about the RAMCOA survivors they were supposedly hurting.

The system who originally made that post deleted and retracted it. Investigation found system hopping as a term for moving between systems since 2005. No link to the RAMCOA community before then was found.

The entire discourse that anti-endos promoted as an example of "appropriation" from endogenic systems was nothing but a massive lie.

Not everyone knew it was a lie. Many honestly believed it. But they were told it so many times that it was appropriation that it just felt true. If so many people are saying system hopping is appropriation, then surely it must be right...

But it wasn't...

Identify as whatever you feel comfortable with, but I hope you can understand why I'm skeptical.

As for the zoophilia thing, I was given a broad question about if I support zoophilia. What I basically said was that harming animals is wrong, and that I don't believe in thoughtcrimes.

There's a classification of Zoophilia used here (Sci-hub compatible) which I later referenced. It lists 10 classes of Zoophilia. The first is human-on-human animal play, which is something I support. The third is fantasizing, which I also think is fine as long as it doesn't result in action. Both of these, I'm supportive of. The others, I'm not.

As it relates to systems, I completely support innerworld relationships with headmates regardless of form, and attraction to those forms. If a human-identifying headmate thinks a headmate with the form a feral platypus is sexy, good for them! I believe zoophilia is immoral because of the animals having less advanced minds, not because they look like animals.

Similarly, included in "art," I would include things like making realistic VR models and using them to engage in explicitly activities as being fine.

I don't really care about the labels people ascribe to me though. If they want to call me pro-zoophilia for supporting human-bodied individuals engaging in consensual acts, I think it's silly, but they can be my guest. 🤷‍♀️

#syscourse #paraphilia #paraphilias

[uponrightful]

What are the Phantom Squad’s kinks? I read you did what gets them going but I need more information for research purposes😊

Phantom Squad - Kinks

18+ ONLY. I stg if I find out you're not and you read this, I'll lose my shit. This isn't for kids, and I'm not in the business of exposing minors to content that isn't appropriate.

Everyone else, please enjoy Phantom's Squad's various kinks (for research purposes, of course ;)

That being said, Trigger Warnings below the cut:

A long ass list of kinks, (did you expect something else from the girl who NEVER gets NSFW requests?) These topics include; dub-con/non-con, somnophilia, gunplay, powerplay, praise kink?, cockwarming, hosiery/pantyhose, penance/reform (non-religious), exhibitionism/caught-in-the-act, unintentional arousal, JOI, outercourse/thigh-fucking/thigh riding, blowjobs/deepthroating, masks/helmets (does this really need a warning? I thought we were all on the same page...), overstimulation/orgasm control.

Omen:

Constantly giving orders and being responsible for the lives of his brothers, you, and others can totally drain the Commander. Wearing him down to the bare bones; Wishing there was a way to escape it even if only for a day. That strong praise kink is only the beginning of it. Omen desperately loves being helpful. Really, he needs to be helpful. Otherwise, he feels like he’s got nothing to do with himself. It's why hearing you praise him instantly stops his world from spinning. The Commander will do practically anything to hear you tell him how proud you are of him; What a handsome boy he is, or how good he’s making you feel. 

Powerplay only adds to the fantasy for Omen. Not only does he get to finally relinquish some of that responsibility, but he's alone with you. Kneeling in front of you, practically whimpering for the opportunity to please you, however you want or need it done. Omen is impeccable at following orders. Whether you bring restraints into it, make verbal orders he can’t disobey, or any other way to manipulate power into your position, Omen is ready and willing to fall at your feet and let go for a while.

"On your knees, Commander,”

The loud thud of plastoid hitting the ground will be your only response. His razor-sharp eyes shielding unignorable eagerness. 

"So obedient..." You coo. "Can you open you open you open your mouth for me." 

He's slack-jawed, with his tongue out instantly. Shifting side to side, impatient, wanting more. So much more. 

"Mmmmmh," Your murmured approval makes him twitch against his codpiece. You reach forward and seductively run two fingers down his tongue. "Now be a good boy, and suck." 

But his greatest kink isn't something he gets to indulge in all that often. Simply because of the time dedication to doing it properly. Omen loves cockwarming. the mere thought of it can get him rock hard. And it’s not because he's the one in control. It's the exact opposite. the commander can't dream up anything more erotic and downright filthy than watching you sink down onto his cock and order him to stay completely still. 

Since the first time you suggested it omen became obsessed. Execution was a little shaky though. He Dearly lasted five minutes the first time. totally absorbed in your filthy praise and soaked core squeezing and fluttering hungrily around him. Omen has come a long way since then and you've learned just what and when to say or do something to enhance the session. And if you have the it's not even a question if you'll exceed an hour of teasing. 

Wraith:

This man struggles with right and wrong, regulation and freedom, and everything in between. It's no wonder his kinks reflect that mental struggle. The most unique one is his instant attraction to hosiery. Seeing you in those sheer skin-tone matching tights sends straight-laced Wraith into a tailspin. Or those black ones with the seam up the back? Absolutely feral. He's instantly imagining just how far up under your skirt those seams go. They're just the perfectly confusing mixture of classy and seductive. How the GAR considered them "professional" escapes his mind. However, he can't keep from getting turned on seeing you in a pair. If you really want to destroy his self-control. Buy a pair of crotchless ones. Quickly he'll realize it’s not just the look, but the feel of them rubbing against his skin that makes him so horny. 

To only reinforce Wraith’s constant battle between his desire to be a good soldier and not feel guilty about living his life, the Lieutenant has a strong positive reaction to penance or reform play. Where he can not only receive punishments for his “wrongdoings” but experience them at your discretion. Whether you play nice or unfair in these scenarios is totally up to you, but it’s worth noting that Wraith particularly enjoys it when you play nice. Beginning to help him uncross the lines between what is really worth holding guilt, and what can bring him immense pleasure and intimacy with you.  This doesn’t make Wraith very submissive in general though. He can be far more dominating when given the opportunity and the proper headspace.  

His biggest kink really plays into how demanding the desire for control can be sometimes. The risk of being caught in-the-act. The spine-tingling fantasy of being fully buried inside you, mere minutes or feet away from someone accidentally discovering the sight of him unabashedly pounding into you. Wraith always imagines you totally naked, clinging to him in his full armor kit. Proving his effect on you and how encompassing he can be when allowed to fully release his guilt. Reveling in the vision of your arousal dripping down his armor. Desperately hoping in the back of his mind that one day you'll let him parade around with the dried smears staining his armor for everyone to see. He’s deeply concerned about the “twisted” nature of his exhibitionist kink, but he can’t get it out of his head. Truthfully it’s all he can do to resist the temptation when he finds the both of you in the perfectly compromising situation. 

Revenant:

It's not particularly surprising that Revenant carries a lot of stress and anxiety due to his position as a heavy gunner compiled with some pretty severe PTSD. So much of Revenant’s kinks and fantasies have to do with helping him refocus on something else. You.

Since his sex life went fairly undeveloped longer than his brothers, he organically – accidentally – developed a kink for unintentional arousal. Those particular moments where you "inadvertently” brushed against him. Calling his immediate attention to the sight of your ass brushing against his groin. The handful of times you leaned over the back of his chair "innocently” wanting to watch him clean his blasters with your breasts pressed against him and your smooth, sultry, voice in his ear. All while you knew what you were doing, Revenant didn't. That drove him insane. Constantly preoccupied with thoughts of you and all the little things you did that turned him on. But it made him refocus on good things. For that, he was silently thankful. 

As much as Rev is a physically-motivated person, he's a sucker for your voice. And all the ways you use it. So the first time you sent him an audio message while he was supposed to be away for an extended period, he was pretty elated just to hear your voice saying anything. But then he saw a 45 minute timestamp and heard that particular shift in your voice. Right then and there he knew they were Jerk off Instructions and Revenant was instantly addicted. Between the long periods away, his desire to have some sort of meaningful connection with you, and an undeniable attraction to your filthy moans and pleasure-filled directions, Rev quickly found a favorite fantasy-come-true. And he frequently reminds you to make him another before another stint away. Despite having an archive of them all at his fingertips in the small bit of storage of his helmet just so no matter where he is, he’ll always be able to hear you.

The one kink Revenant's really good at hiding however, is his gunplay kink. For the most part it’s very low-key. Materializing as short self-reminders that his blaster is under the bed he’s pounding you into. It could even be the realization that you're conceal-carrying when he hugs you and feels the durasteel pressed against him. Shooting a quick thrill of arousal through every synapse in his body. Other times, the heavy gunner can't help but fantasize about bringing his particular expertise into the bedroom. Getting immensely horny at the idea of you allowing him to slide the barrel of his DC-17 into your mouth. To be able to watch your lips wrap around it; Coat the metal in your saliva. Utterly filthy. But Revenant knows you'd look fucking intoxicating. Better than that, his deeply-guarded fantasy of you getting off on his Z-6 Rotary Blaster… That one being his most recurring wet dream. 

Ghost:

Of his brothers, Ghost has the tamest kinks of everyone. But this does not mean he's particularly “vanilla”. For starters, as a pilot, Ghost experiences a lot of adrenaline. Between dogfights, evasive action escapes, on-the-fly mechanic work, and everything between, he’s nearly impossible to get riled up without some form of pressure or rush acting as an influence. It was trained into him early that keeping his cool was paramount. Therefore breaking through that training can take a lot of build-up and patience all for it to come crashing down in seconds. So acts like frottage, dry-humping, and outercourse such as thigh-fucking or grinding in tense or hasty situations really get Ghost going. 

The rushed feeling of it combined with whatever stimulation your providing one another really stimulates his high adrenaline tolerance and enhances the whole experience. You’ll make him a groaning mess of trembling hands and quivering thighs if you really get into it. What really makes it better is if he’s flying and you get the idea for a quick romp before any of his brothers come into the cockpit to check on things. In a moment like that he’s never going to turn you down. And even if you call into question how much total satisfaction you’ll “finish” with; Ghost is going to give you the cockiest grin, already knowing damn well it won’t take him two minutes to have you on a whimpering, satiated, mess sitting on his lap. 

Another part of Ghost’s pilot influence is seeing you wearing his flight helmet. The one strictly for flying fighters. Ghost didn't think much of it after “unofficially" retiring it due to never having the access to a jet. Until you put it on one day as a joke, hoping to crack a smile or maybe even a quiet chuckle. It didn't stay a joke for long. Ghost was all over it in an instant. Not even realizing it until a few hours later when his head had cleared up a bit. The helmet quickly became a very frequent request. He thinks it's that intrinsic "pilot pride" that gets him going. Anyway, he looks at it though, it always results in the same thing. Ghost fucking you in his helmet and telling you just how much he loves it.

Lastly -but not least- there’s one thing Ghost really gets off on, but will never admit to it. You’ll have a very easy time figuring it out though. The pilot loves a slopping, gagging, blowjob. The kind where your spit is running down your chin and making an absolute mess of him. It might just be yet a really effective way to stroke his ego, but Ghost loves that gurgling sound you’ll make with your lips wrapped around him and feeling your gag reflex squeeze around his tip.

Deepthroating, cock-worship, or anything if the sort -as long as it’s messy- will have Ghost griping to what remaining shred of self-control he was left in attempt to not cut things short by finishing in your perfect mouth. It’s hard resisting. He thinks you look sooo pretty like that. It’s all he can do grab a fistful of your hair and occasionally slow you down just enough to put off his eventual release. Ghost isn’t rude though. He’ll be sure to let you know just how perfect you are the entire time with a clenched jaw and praise hissed through his teeth.

Specter:

He knows his tastes are... selective, to say the least. But even though his kinks are different, they're never without permission, communication, and an abundance of caution for safety. Specter knows extremely well how to torture people (It’s one of his more… unspoken talents.) and that’s not what he wants to do with you. What he really wants, is to turn you into his perfect little fucktoy. Respectfully. 

Somnophillia is a really hot thing for Specter. Because it's one thing if you trust him to have sex while you're awake. Giving consent for when you're asleep though? That's power and control Specter feeds off of. He snuck in late with no warning? Hasn't seen you in weeks? Yet you give him the permission to touch you, fuck you... use you? However he sees fit? Add in his -truthfully- innocent curiosity and enjoyment for watching you sleep and it’s a recipe for waking up mere moments away from an intense orgasm you weren't even aware was building. All white Specter is practically consuming your pleasure, finding his own release in your dazed and slightly sleepy post-release haze and the pitiful whimper of his name. 

To push the trust you have in him further, Specter has many dub-con and non-con fantasies. Often revolving around kidnapping, escaping targets, and interrogation. He knows it's the blending of his talents in his work and the desire to connect to you without knowing any other way how. He just can’t seem to get it out of his head… Truth be told, Specter doesn’t really try that hard in the first place. He just likes it too much. If you like to play this way with Specter, it’s intense. Especially if you're in the right headspace. The chases are fever-paced, the capture always feels -and is- unavoidable, and the pleasure is galaxy shattering. Exactly how Specter wants it. It's not shocking how much orgasm control and overstimulation play into Specter's kinks when playing his consenting, non-consent games. 

He thrives off control. And playing your body just right is his favorite way to exercise that power. Whether he's in the mood to deny you until you're sobbing and pleading, or ready to draw every last sliver of pleasure until you're nearing total exhaustion… or unconsciousness, Specter is always going to go to the extremes. He loves seeing your expressions. The sweat beading on your forehead. Your gorgeous screams and moans. And if you start begging? Sweet gods, there’s nothing that compares to the sound of your begging him for what you want. Don’t hold your breath for getting what you want right away though. Even if you are pleading him for it. He’s far too patient for that. And Specter doesn’t want you to miss out on any of the fun he’s got planned. This man isn't letting you go until you're both entirely satisfied. 

How long is that, you might ask? 

Specter's reply;

"How long can you last my little pet?"

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#phantom squad #omen #wraith #ghost #specter #revenant #uponrightful #oc clones #oc clone troopers #ask me about my ocs

[dojae-huh]

MITH 232-233

The two episodes have two famous actors as guests - Jung Woo Sung and Lee Jung Jae (this one is from Squid Game). (I watch MITH here) The episodes are interesting because Doyoung: 1) met two very famous actors, A list, 2) the actors are shipped in the industry and on the show, 3) they talked about acting, 4) he taught them how to take selcas.

When Doyoung greeted the guests with a handshake and a bow, none of them paid him much attention. Both quickly looked at other hosts, while still shaking his hand. Especially wasn't interested Lee Jung Jae (in pink).

Seunggi, the main host of the show, was leading the introduction and the conversation with the guests at the beginning. Doyoung, however, attracted attention to himself by asking if the guests knew him perhaps. LJJ didn't know and called him (you are from) "boy group" (as an English loaned term), which was turned into a prolonged joke by the hosts. At the end Doyoung said he is from NCT.

Doyoung got a first row ticket to the spectacle of two seasoned actors navigating around jokes about their bromance maybe actually being romance. Valuable experience. He also used shipping jokes himself.

Aside from asking if the guests knew him, Doyoung didn't joke in the first part of the show (other hosts did a lot). He didn't look intimidated though (his posture), just smiled, observed and gave reactions when needed.

Part2: acting class. Unfortunately, it isn't clear how Doyoung got a spot near JWS. Was it planned or the other two hosts sat further away on purpose, to be more at ease? JWS stood up and waited untill everyone sat down. LJJ wasn't as attentive to the younger celebs. The two actors are of the same age, so it's difference in manners.

When attention was brought to the stairs behind, Doyoung silently moved his chair and touched them. Lol, he was sitting beside a mega star and absentmindedly moved his chair. Well, it was partly due to awkwardnesness and stress (he had nothing to do and he didn't know his neighbour, he was in unfamiliar waters), but he wasn't so nervous as to be frozen on the spot. Doyoung really doesn't have authorities, he respects higher ups, but doesn't get starstruck for real. Maybe he would in the past? But nowadays he is friends with a lot of stars from the field that matters to him (singers). He was more awed by the circumstances of crossing paths with such big names so quickly. Do focused on the talk in a bit and controlled his sitting pose properly.

JWS knew that one of the hosts came to the hair&make up salon where the actors prepared for the show. So looks like he gathered info about the hosts of the show to know what to say and how to joke.

Young JWS resembles Gongmyung somewhat. Heh, both of the Kims can be casted as his sons then.

Despite keeping himself in check Doyoung still shook his leg for a brief period at one point. Tics are hard to supress.

Lol, I like Seunggi's reaction when LJJ called him by a wrong name. "That was offensive!". He did a whole show out of it, punishing the guest for the slip up. LJJ said during the introduction that he watches the show and Seunggi is the main host (since ep 1). To not know his name is disrespectful.

Doyoung never interrupted with a joke during the whole of ep 232, he only gave various reactions. However, when everyone gathered around foor during a break, Do didn't hesitate to say "we can share" (noodles). He didn't know what joke would be appropriate, so he left the entertainment to the more experienced comics. Btw, Donghyun (the athlete) knew Do acted. News get around.

Doyoung got tired of being out of the circle and forcefully broke the ice with "Never in my life I expected to eat with you two". The second time he brought attention to himself. When Donghyun offered Doyoung as a candidate for acting out the staircase scene, his candidate was silently ignored. Judging by Do's tone during the outburst, he needed a release. To stop be in ambigious state of being present but not knowing how to act (because of the huge gap between their status and age, there was no familiarity and no common ground, he wasn't paid any attention either, so all he could do is to be polite). I think the scene was followed by JWS asking Seunggi about acting (looking at who ate what). JWS did small talk, involving one after another. He really asked to give him some briefing about every host before coming to the show. He gave Doyoung an opening (to say more) with "Acting on stage and for a drama is different, right?".

After the break Doyoung (and Donghyun) was a little bit more bold with inserting his comments. He wasn't hesitant to play alone, physically "stop" LJJ and take away the paper, when LJJ tried to snatch it from Seunggi's hands. Which shows that Do's inaction was not out of fear/awe before/of famous actors, but because he was at the bottom of hierarchy. He wasn't even a comic (the profession of the short guy), i.e. a Jokester/Fool for whom it is permitted to make jabs at kings. He was just a young idol and the guests didn't even know his group's name. Even when he "stopped" LJJ, he didn't actually grab or push him, just put an arm before him. Seunggi's hand he grabbed, however, they are close enough now.

JWS really looks like Gongmyung though...

Thankfully, the writers created a corner for Doyoung, the selca-doctor. Given a role with some authority to play, Do finally could get attention on himself and speak up, joke and tease without fear of overstepping (his role protected him, allowing for sassiness).

I'm really grateful to the staff for opening Do's selca row with this one. It is the furthest look from his MITH image or pretty idol image.

When Do was guiding LJJ with taking a selca, he, at first, tried to take the actor by the elbow, heh. He soon corrected his hold onto the wrist. There was a struggle between habitual and mindfulness.

The funniest thing that came out of Do's task is that he wanted to teach a trendy pose to the second actor and used a pose only he himself does.

Do's fans like his puffy cheeks so they ask him to reenact the pose often, they even came up with a name for it (baby butt bread pose). Doyoung made an A-star actor do his own signature pose, lol. What an introduction and a thing to be remembered by.

Doyoung in 30 years.

Good job, Doyoung, made a celebrity embarassed.

Doyoung finally managed to get a reaction from LJJ with a timely insertion of a joke about selcas. This was the first time LJJ genuinely noticed him.

The second half was cut a lot to measure the flow and the mood. THe hosts were discussing the running joke of JWS boasting about his handsomeness and agreeing with interviewers' compliments. JWS tried to explain his conduct with wanting to help the interviewers move along to the next question. The attempt at humliness made Doyoung get bold with a compliment "You are not just handsome, you are really handsome". There was sincerety in the phrase, which you can hear in the tone and affirmative "h-mm" nod. The compliment wasn't said for the sake of commentary, Do meant it and had to release his awe abouf JWS's looks. So yes, I agree, Doyoung proved once again he is a sucker for good looks, lol.

Doyoung managed to catch up and play along to JWS's joke (he sent a heart gun) very quickly. Experience shows. And LJJ at this point actually "saw" Do, when he was looking at him. As in, an idol got a name and a personality.

The short comic asked JWS: "Why do you keep seducing men?". So it wasn't said to Doyoung as I previously thought from TW comments.

I wonder if Do lost the game on purpose or not. Probably not, there were still two JWS's bottle caps on the board. But guests should win in games like these.

Do got a jacket LJJ wore in a movie because he fit it best.

It be interesting to see if Do ever crosses paths with either of the actors.

This episode was mainly carried by two butlers, which demonstrated to me the benefit of having many hosts. Each has some strenght that he can demonstrate with different type of guests.

[randomprosho]

On your recent post.

I consider myself pro-para from all I know and I didn't have any disagreements with your post (minus one possible remark*).

All communities are flawed and especially with a group with lots of various mental states so arguments or beliefs won't always be the most rational (such as in the "you have to like me" thing). For a lot of people this is their only place to be honest and open so when there's someone going against them, it's easy to take the "us vs them" mentality like with pretty much other groups. Doesn't make it "right", though. I think some of proparas could improve on more constructive answering, but I can also understand how people can be exhausted and hostile and constantly "on edge" and feel the need to defend their only/one of the only places they feel valuable/cared about.

I've seen your posts a few times and people acting specific ways towards you for being pro-sho, which I mean, yeah I completely agree that you can be pro-sho or otherwise pro-ship (though I find it frustrating and kind of confusing at times) while being anti-para (I of course am pro-para so I find this belief of anti-para to be kind of cruel perhaps is the best wording but proship is only talking about fiction which is different, and I think pro-para anti-ship is the most ridiculous one) and if I had an account and was braver, I might've said something in those conversations.

I also think the "being uncomfortable is absolutely wrong" belief is kind of annoying. I think treating the person as less isn't "right" obviously but blocking/not being comfortable around hearing any sort of content for whatever reason is definitely okay.

I'm also of the opinion that cross tagging when it's not specifically also about proship (such as just a post ONLY talking about desires) is kind of annoying, and yeah you can and should block, but it's better etiquette to tag appropriately in the first place and an understandable concern on both sides.

I write this more to say that I think most anti-paras who lean/are more sort of "neutral" are often just against various community aspects which even pro-paras share. You can call yourself whatever you want, of course. Just some thoughts I had on the matter.

* The things pertaining to being "proud of attractions" as I'm pretty sure a fair percentage of those people are more proud of "living in a world that hates them and surviving" sort of ordeal rather than the specific attraction itself. With constant hate or feeling unsafe, it is pretty normal to become absorbed entirely with it and feel the need to defend / idolize the thing to cope, though. So, I think it should be a case by case basis in my opinion of judging. Never judge someone only by a label, but circumstances regarding themselves and everything else. (Ending quote to sound cool...)

I don't understand when they say I'm being hypocritical. I know schediaphilia is a thing and I understand that there is more to being pro-para than just those certain 3 paraphilias... idk if that's the reason they call me a hypocrite? or is it because they believe lolishocons are pedophiles? (I am genuinely confused)

i have taken a bit of a step back which is why I made that post in the first place. I know that some pro-paras will see that post and think "well that kinda makes you pro-para"... I also do believe that even anti para posts shouldn't be tagged in the proship tag. I try not to do it so often..

for everything else you said, I pretty much do agree with

#anon ask #para discourse #anti para #para neutral

[soartfullydone]

because this would be funny: Delethil and Zaresh

Sure, Zaresh presents as a pretty wood elf with an exotic tattoo, but Delethil only flirts with Zaresh to make Eravin jealous.

Delethil flirting with other people has been almost the entirety of Eravin's adult life, so he doesn't notice.

Zaresh, of course, is affronted and disgusted that this uncouth elf thinks he would stoop so low. Clearly, this is a relationship that will persevere.

Delethil honestly thinks it's funny that Zaresh reacts so aversely to him. Even if he tries to hide it, Del can read people. He knows what that jaw clench means; what those flared nostrils indicate; what those narrowed, murderous eyes represent. Either Zaresh doesn't like him, or he suffers from fantasy homophobia—so sad for him! Naturally, Del makes it a point to flirt with him whenever appropriate, if just to make him uncomfortable.

The problem is that Del flirts with other people, too, or they wind up taking his natural charm as flirting. This happens in between bouts of him missing Riven and Eravin, and being pissed at them both. He's feeling petty over their seeming divide, but he's determined to win them both over, so he can't let himself get rusty.

And it burns Zaresh that this arrogant wretch can flirt with him and then just... pass him over for the next bint or wastrel who wanders into the room. Zaresh is easily the most attractive person here! What isn't wrong with Delethil?

Well, I'll tell ya what's right and what Zaresh can't help but notice and hate. Delethil is a cunning enough man to not only have won a country but also to have a host of people following his orders to the letter. Zaresh may be a loner, but to have that kind of power, to command people like servants and slaves, well, he wouldn't say no to it.

Unfortunately, victory has made Delethil complacent and swaggering. The hard part is over; all he has left to do is to convince the moon elf lass he loves and desires to be his queen. Zaresh knows and cares about none of this. If he can't be in Del's position, he would much prefer to rip him from his pedestal, salt and burn his fields, and dance over the ashes.

So the next time Delethil flirts with him, Zaresh flirts back, his finest performance yet. Delethil doesn't magically forget how cold Zaresh was to him in the past, but he is sharply intrigued. Now what changed his mind? Did he finally pull the stick out his arse and discover he liked the sensation? Well, it wouldn't hurt to see where this goes...

I don't think it ever gets sexually physical between them, though. Delethil has too much to do in propping up his castle of sand, and Zaresh is supposed to be murdering people, which he gets to presently. But if Zaresh flirted back, I think that would make Delethil note his comings and goings more. Put him on the radar, so to speak.

Zaresh's plan was to lure Delethil to his newly-acquired home/dungeon on the pretense of sex but with the reality of prolonged torture. He doesn't get the chance, though. Delethil catches him in the act of murdering one of the few remaining Circle members, laments that the murderer was "the pretty one" as he did in the campaign, and attacks. He expects for a few of his people to come running and that they'll make short work of this. He doesn't know that Zaresh already drugged them and they won't be waking up anytime soon, no matter how loud the screams are.

So Zaresh does get some of the torture he was after. It's still in a cell, but he only has until first light, and the rest of the Circle members still need killing. Or not. Maybe putting this crude wood elf in his place, destroying him, is the final pleasure Aeranth can give him. He can find Vaela another way.

Strung up to the ceiling in chains, Delethil proves entertaining and irritating in equal measure. He struggles not to cry out when Zaresh skins parts of him, but cutting him only elicits amused laughter and insults. "Aw, lad, is this your first time?" Delethil screams appropriately when Zaresh sinks his dagger in to the hilt.

He's determined to break this man. He's driven to reducing him to pleading and tears and piss. Zaresh would cut out his tongue to spare himself Delethil's voice, but he wants to hear the proof of it.

So focused is he that it's no wonder he doesn't hear Eravin coming. He's never taken much notice of the ranger, that ugly, scowling affront to one's sight. Zaresh won't ever have to suffer him or Delethil again, particularly not after Eravin shoots an arrow straight through his eye, knocking that pretty circlet askew and revealing everything at last.

#genuinely tried to ask myself 'would they fuck?' but couldn't even picture zaresh being able to fake a kiss with del lol #probably for the best because del would think zaresh a bad kisser and would decide he needs teaching desperately #not by him tho; someone else can take that fall as he has more important things to do #cue zaresh enraged enough to bite through wood and drawing his knife lol #they are enemies to enemies to enemies forever and i think that's beautiful #oc: delethil aismere #campaign: last resort movers inc #zacksfairest

[illicit-lilies]

It's so frustrating trying to get people how mental fucked I am. Sorry this is really rambly and angry and venty

I'm almost thirty and I don't have friends. I don't know how and never have figured out how to talk to others in the right way that isn't annoying or clingy or...I don't know, I don't know whats wrong with how I talk. I can be curt or monosyllabic I guess. Why do I have to perform so hard all these things I don't understand just to get someone to like me and want to spend time with me? What does having a friend feel like? What does it feel like to share a hobby with someone? What does it feel like to go and do things with another person? It's always seemed really really fun...I wish I could be like that

I've never been touched by anyone outside my family. I've never been hugged or cuddled or even held hands with anyone. I don't know what people feel like. I'm terrified of how alone and touch starved I am.

I dropped out of highschool and spent the next 10 years self isolating and wallowing in my own despair. I thought I'd either build up enough courage to kill myself by now or my sham of a family would scream at me to get my life on track and maybe even help but no nothing. Why would they give a shit?

I'm at the exact perfect middle ground between being high functioning enough that I can kinda act normal in public but low functioning enough that I can't interact with the public or anyone else in an appropriate way and I don't understand other people's or why they do what they do. It's so confusing and hard and no one has ever cared enough to help.

How long will it be like this. I can't even relate to other people with these issues, because everyone else seems to be so so much more talented at being around other people than me! Even the most lonely depressed and relatable person I can find still can talk right, still has or has had relationships and fun life experiences, still has friends and I just...if this is what other people think is so bad, what the fuck do they think of me? How lowly and pathetic of an unlovable creature must I come across as? People talk about being lonely after a week of kinda sorta not seeing their friends, it's been 27 years of no friends for me, people were bitching and moaning about how disruptive the quarantines were and then they literally didn't affect my life at all whatsoever. It was unchanged. What does that say about me? What's wrong with me? All of these other people can bitch and moan about there issues like this and it attracts attention and sympathy and more fucking friends, but when I do it I'm just a annoying repulsive whiny little bitch who deserves their autism mandated social isolation!

God even now this isn't articulating right!! I can't get across how lonely and empty my life is because I'm always hampered by this retard body and brain!!! God god God I just want to be normal and have a normal life where I can talk and make friends and experience good and fun things like everyone else!!! How many beers do I need to chug before I can be normal enough to look at messages or or...I don't know!!! I don't know anything! Why wasn't I taught how to be normal why wasn't any of this caught and treated when I was a kid!!!!

I can't even do discords or internet messages that's how badly my anxiety and fear is!! I'm so so so violently jealous of everyone who has made friends and a community online! I've spent my entire life online in these spaces desperately desperately trying to find friends of my own but with no luck!!! I'm so jealous it's so special and I'm to worthless to be worthy of it!

I can't even be a lonely fuck up with a hot body I'm so despicable little spic with the thickest itchiest body hair in the world and a busted face and wretched man voice and I just want to be pretty and desired and noticed!

I wanna try to make friends with some of you so badly but I'm too much of a complete failure to do that I'm scared im scared I'm scared!!

#i dont see my life ending in anyway that isnt a lonely suicide #im aorry for crying about this ao much i know its annoying but ive been screaming for help for years and #nothing

[ekebolou]

Just some musings.

I saw a post go by that was essentially an 'opposites attract' kind of thing - like people with two dramatically different approaches to a situation fall in love. And I think that's one of the things that make Cole and Nika so interesting sometimes, is that they're really very similar, in most if not all outward behaviors.

I mean, yeah they have 'different personalities' but 1) got to discard all the things people say about Nika because they're bigots; 2) got to get through how much Cole is putting up a facade, and once you get through those you start to see how very similar they are.

And then once you get through that, you start to realize how wildly different they are.

Like, yes, a lot of their patterns will be based on pretty intensive military-style behavior training, but also - let's say they're going to a party. Neither of them are the 'show up fashionably late' type. Cole will show up fashionably late if he sees some benefit in it (and there usually is, so he usually does), but he will have been mentally stewing in the party the entire time he's been waiting to be 'late'. Sure, he'll be looking at coats and accessories and maybe getting his hair wet again, but it's all to pass time, he's 'at' the party on time, mentally.

Nika will absolutely not show up fashionably late, and this is absolutely not a cultural trait (both Ainjir and Midraeic people can be very relaxed about time - and again, Nika's Midraeic-ness isn't the local brand, so there's extra difference). He'll show up on time because he should, because that's when things start, according to the invitation, and it doesn't really matter if he's got to help cook or set out plates or decorate or whatever - he has come for the party, when he was asked to come, and that is part of the party. It's rigidity, but it's relaxed, as opposed to Cole, who is going to appear relaxed but is really also very rigid.

Or who would show up underdressed versus overdressed? Well, they're both wearing their nice uniforms, first of all. Cole, however, is going to use the precise amount of 'dressed' he is to convey a message - and that could be 'under' dressed. Nika will dress as nicely as he can, though if you're inconveniencing him, as nicely as he can is relative to the degree of inconvenience. Which means both would absolutely show up in the mud, blood, and dirt of battle to the fanciest ball imaginable. But they've both got slightly different things going on in their heads about it. Nika has gauged the relative importance of ball v. battle, and you can either accept his judgement or be wrong about it. He doesn't WANT to make a scene, and it'll only be a scene if you make it a scene (it's going to be a scene one way or another, but that's not what he thinks), otherwise he's going to drink, be polite, and go back to work. Cole, meanwhile, is going to be showing up to make a scene, and he'll find all the ways to appropriately exploit the scene-making he can do, and sometimes that will be acting polite, drinking, and going back to work, but sometimes that will be socking the local nobility in the mouth mid-gavotte. It's all part of the same battle, really.

Which is why when they do get together, it's such a clusterfuck nightmare for everyone else. The checks they put on one another through their differences aren't really matched by the magnitude to which their similarities exacerbate each other.

#kostas stuff

[nerdygaymormon]

IS GOD GOING TO "FIX" THE GAY IN THE RESURRECTION?!

This was written by Heather M. Collins and I thought it so brilliant that I want to share.

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So, one popular theory in the Church re: homosexuality is that those who experience it will have those desires healed/cured/removed during the resurrection. This idea has been repeated on all levels of the Church, at every level of leadership. 

I can see why this would be a popular idea for our people to latch onto. It allows us to distance ourselves from violent rhetoric surrounding homosexuality without actually having to change or do anything. The problem will just "work itself out."

But here's the problem: our scriptures don't support this assertion. In fact, they blatantly contradict the idea that anyone experiencing homosexuality can be "fixed" by God in this way, or that God has any intention of doing so.

I'm bringing this up because I've spent the better part of today deconstructing this idea, as part of my Topical Guide revision project. Because LGBTQ members and their families encounter this so much, I would be remiss not to address it.

Let's look at the theological framework surrounding this idea:

1. Homosexuality as an attraction is not a sin. It requires no repentance.

2. Nevertheless, it is a deviation from "the Plan" of God. It must be resolved.

3. Jesus Christ has the power to "fix" homosexuality.

4. Jesus Christ has the desire to "fix" homosexuality.

5. He will express that desire and power through the resurrection--presumably because homosexuality is part of some physical dysfunction within the body that Christ needs to "heal."

Examining each one of these points in isolation, they each fall apart under closer scrutiny. The house of cards we're trying to build for our LGBTQ friends and family members to occupy cannot stand.

The first point really should be more salient to people. If there is no sin in being attracted to the opposite sex, how can it possibly follow that acting on that desire is wrong? Especially in light of what Christ said in Matt. 5:27-28. According to Christ himself, a sin does not take place upon a person actually doing it. It happens the moment we even desire to do it. If we've reached a place where we don't believe homosexual attraction is a sin, it should logical follow that acting on it isn't either. 

Second point: if homosexuality needs to be resolved by Christ as part of his plan, there should be evidence somewhere in the scriptures that he believes this. ESPECIALLY FOR US. We have an open scriptural canon. If ANYONE should have evidence of this, it should be us.

The closest thing we have, in terms of modern revelation that condemns homosexuality, is the Family Proclamation. And given that we haven't voted on that as a church, even it technically isn't part of the scriptural canon. There haven't been any new additions to the scriptural canon (as we understand it) directly addressing homosexuality since the New Testament. Not in the Book of Mormon. Not in the D&C. Not the Pearl of Great Price. I'll get more into what I think this means later. 

These last three points all converge together, so let's just dive in. If LGBTQ people don't get to go to heaven, we should see evidence of this being a dealbreaker for God. Firm lines in the sand, no sign of budging. An enumerated list somewhere of everyone who isn't allowed in. Under no circumstances should we see God being as open armed to as many people as possible, complete with mission statements committing himself to being way more inclusive than we're prepared to be.

"He layeth down his own life that he may draw ALL men unto him." 2 Ne. 26:24  

"Behold, doth he cry unto any, saying: Depart from me? Behold, I say unto you, Nay; but he saith: Come unto me all ye ends of the earth, buy milk and honey, without money and without price." 2 Ne. 26:25 

"Hath he commanded any that they should depart out of the synagogues, or out of the houses of worship? Behold, I say unto you, Nay." 2 Ne. 26:26 

"All men are privileged the one like unto the other, and none are forbidden." 2 Ne. 26:28 

Either God doesn't seem to care as much about kicking people out, pushing people away, and "hating the sin, not the sinner" as we do... Or someone forget to tell him this isn't what it looks like when God cares more about law than he does about people. I mean... do we really think God has THIS MUCH TROUBLE STAYING ON MESSAGE? 

Or. Or Or Or. OR. Was God serious as a mf heart attack when he told Peter/the entire Christian world "What God hath cleansed, that call not thou common," and we're all just REALLY BAD at following directions and accepting change. (See Acts 10:15) 

But let's get to the main point of this thread. IS GOD GOING TO "FIX" THE GAY IN THE RESURRECTION?! COULD HE DO SO EVEN IF HE WANTED TO?!

The answer, as it turns out, is No. Jesus Christ is the Savior and Redeemer of the world. And even he doesn't get to use the Resurrection to fundamentally change someone's identity or divine outcome. And let's dig into this idea here. Because there are two ways of looking at it: "Gay" as a physical mortal flaw attached to the body, and "Gay" as an intrinsic part of someone's identity. You might say, someone with a "gay" soul. 

Now, anyone who has ever bothered to listen to someone who experiences homosexuality would know that "gay body, straight soul" is not a thing. But maybe you believe that is a thing. You're wrong, but let's address it anyway. We're going to be informed by the same scriptures where we talk about "gay" as an eternal identity. Mostly because they're so clear about how this process is going to play out. 

"That same spirit which doth possess your bodies at the time that ye go out of this life, that same spirit will have power to possess your body in that eternal world." Alma 34:34 

Now, in context, this verse is talking about sin. Can Christ actively prevent us from the consequences of our actions via the resurrection, as it relates to sin? Answer: No. But the language here, I think, reaches beyond just sin. It speaks to the sum total of who we are. 

Go with me also to Alma 40:23 and Alma 41:2-4. Is it possible to read these verses and believe God gets to tamper with the fundamental parts of our identity, the sum total of who we are and what we decided to make of ourselves--whether as a consequence of biology OR identity? NO! IT LITERALLY DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT HOMOSEXUALITY. Whether it's a biological force or an eternal part of someone's identity. It doesn't matter. Jesus cannot "cancel out" who we are, in favor of making into who he wants us to be instead. 

Read those verses in Alma 41. If God was in the business of "overhauling" people's personalities as part of the resurrection, why are we using the word "restore" here? Jesus' job, in the resurrection and the judgment, is going to be to perfect whatever version of myself I hand over to him. He is going to work with whatever raw materials I gave him. Which only seems fair, because that's what I've been doing with what he gave to me. 

We don't get to completely redefine everything we know about Resurrection in order to erase "gayness" from heaven. We certainly don't get to do that to perpetuate unacceptable attitudes and behaviors towards our LGBTQ friends, neighbors, and family members today. And if we insist on continuing in that line of thinking, we need to remember one thing: Jesus isn't going to magically fix that about us before we go into our final interview. He will restore that crusty attitude right back to us, where it belongs. 

We each need to think about the person we want to be when we meet Jesus again. What do I want him to restore to me from my life here on earth? Now is the time I have to decide who I want to be. And being awful to LGBTQ folks... that ain't it, y'all. The last thing I want him to ask me in that day is "Why were you so comfortable with the suffering of others?" Because I'll tell you what. I can't think of a single good answer to that question. 

#resurrection restores not completely change #how can there be no appropriate time to act if the attraction isn't wrong? #God wants to save ALL not just the non-queer #why were you so comfortable with the suffering of others? #queerstake #Heather M. Collins #tumblrstake

[aureutr]

Ok, so I had to re-read Ni Ceta, Ner Alor this morning (one of my all time favorite fics ever) and I just adored all of it as normal and brain went: "ok, what would this Din do if someone hurt or tried to take his Luke from him?" which made me think of him finding Luke unconscious in a pool of blood or getting scooped away by someone else and it was just a nice daydream of feral, insane Din going ape-shit. So blessings on your cow for that.

This means so much to me, for real. Ni Ceta, Ner Alor was directly inspired by Little Bird! 🥺💙

This Din...oh this Din would have a friggin field day with whoever hurt his Consort. I'd love to hear more about your daydream but now I've got to have one of my own:

tw dark content, dark Din, blood, violence, implied dubcon

I imagine that this would happen toward the beginning of their relationship. Luke is on Mandalore to train Grogu, and while he's there he offers to help the Mand'alor with his own Force powers. That entails setting up a Force bond that's supposed to only last for the duration of training, but we all know that it's a little more permanent. 😏

Din has quickly decided he wants to keep Luke, but knows that if he's not careful he'll scare him off. Luke is similarly attracted to Din, but feels that it's not appropriate so he doesn't make any moves. Through their bond he can feel that Din is, well, he feels obsessed is too strong a word (he is wrong), but it's certainly a strong feeling.

It's not all happy times, of course! There's a rising faction that opposes Din's rule. It's the Viszlas. Minus Paz, of course, and probably a few others. It's a big clan. They are not going to stand for a half-jetii Mand'alor being trained by an actual Jedi. They're not ready to challenge Din directly, but they need to make sure he's not impossible to defeat. They don't want another Maul situation on their hands.

They hatch a plan and manage to kidnap Luke when Din is briefly off-planet. He's a powerful fighter, but the numbers are too great. And he doesn't want to kill a ton of Mandalorians if he can avoid it. That wouldn't help relations with the New Republic. They manage to knock him out, and get Force restraints on him.

Din feels Luke's distress and then he vanishes. He doesn't know what it means. He fears the worst, that Luke is dead.

He returns to the palace a maelstrom of rage, no one dares to bother him with actual duties during this time. He sees blood in Luke's chamber, but no Luke. Once he manages to calm down just a bit he is able to find their bond again. It's fainter than it should be, he has to actively focus on it, but it reassures him that Luke is alive. Not well, but alive.

It also acts as a homing beacon.

The Viszlas haven't been fully torturing Luke, but they have not been kind to him. The head wound they gave him isn't dangerous, but head wounds bleed badly. He's covered and sitting in his own blood by the time it clots.

You couldn't tell Din that it wasn't bad, though. The clan's efforts to bluff Din away from their plan don't work. They thought they had more time, they didn't realize their bond was so strong.

What follows is Din's equivalent of Luke's and Vader's hallway scenes in The Rescue and Rogue One. There is no one left alive in the compound (except, of course, Luke). There weren't children in there, even dark Din is not that cruel.

He gets to Luke and just cups his swollen face, wiping away dried blood to find a black eye. But his eyelids flutter open and he gives Din a small smile. He thinks that they're going back to how things have been.

Things do not.

This is the first time Din kisses him, blood and all. Luke is surprised, but he leans into it. Maybe this is okay, so long as he's careful and doesn't get too attached it can work. But he still has so much to do out in the galaxy, he can't stay on Mandalore forever.

Din unties Luke, but when Luke raises his arms for him to take the restraints off, Din hesitates. He makes up some excuse about not wanting Luke to have too much of a shock to his system when he feels the residual violence around them, and Luke is too tired to argue. He trusts Din, the restraints will come off eventually. Din picks him up to take him home and Luke falls asleep.

The restraints do come off, but not before the bracelets from the fic proper go on. His Consort deserves to wear only beautiful things. Din washes away the blood and grime himself, cradling him so carefully. He floods their bond with so much love and admiration that Luke can't really make sense of where Din's ends and his own begins, not without the Force. They sleep together and it's gentle and slow.

The next morning Din formally dissolves House Viszla. This is a huge, dramatic action to take. House Viszla is one of the oldest, most powerful Houses on Mandalore.

But Din is more powerful. Those who swear themselves to a new Clan or House are spared. Those who do not are not. Paz becomes the first bannerman of House Djarin.

It takes a little bit of time for Luke to fully understand his new situation. Din almost never lets him out of his sight, insisting that he even sit on his lap during court. Once he does understand that he wasn't exactly rescued, just put into a different kind of imprisonment, he begins to fight and try to escape.

But we all know how it turns out in the end.

(if you don't, check out Ni Ceta, Ner Alor ;) )

#ask reu #tw dark content #dinluke #skydalorian #fanfiction meta #writing #ni ceta ner alor

[yanxidarlings]

Hello, could you please write yandere (separately) N. Italy, England and Alfred with psychopathic darling (they don't care about someone's feelings and can't love back). It may be romantic or platonic request (feel free to choose), I'll be happy to read everything 🌸

𝒴𝒜𝒩𝒟𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝒩𝒪𝑅𝒯𝐻 𝐼𝒯𝒜𝐿𝒴, 𝐸𝒩𝒢𝐿𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝒜𝑀𝐸𝑅𝐼𝒞𝒜 𝒳 𝒫𝒮𝒴𝒞𝐻𝒪𝒫𝒜𝒯𝐻 𝑅𝐸𝒜𝒟𝐸𝑅

NORTH ITALY

• at first feliciano brushes his darlings behaviour off as them being like his brother, outwardly insensitive but inwardly softer then they let on, so he continuously pursued them, ignoring all the red flags they exhibited.

• whilst manipulative he is also quite delusional, to an extent, it will take a long time for him to realise they truly don't care for him in any way. when he realises that his tears and feelings mean nothing to you, and that's why you never cave when he tries to guilt you, well, it isn't pretty to say the least.

• deep down, feliciano knows it's wrong, but maybe you just need a push in the right direction. to see what he see's. that you two are a match made in heaven. so he'll pull a few strings, call up some old mafia buddies, and suddenly everyone avoids you, your reckless and insensitive behaviour is coming to bite you in the back, and all you have left is feliciano, who welcomes you with open arms.

• in short, italy believes that he can "fix" you. he doesn't believe your really a psychopath. no, you just have trouble opening up to people, and haven't been taught how to act appropriately. but don't worry, italy will make sure to help you evolve into a loving, caring darling. and if all else fails, well he can just pretend your corpse is hugging him back.

ENGLAND

• this is.. troubling for arthur, to put it lightly. another manipulative yandere, he was planning to control you through guilting you, and it's ineffectiveness on you irritated him beyond belief. why must you make his life so difficult?, when he realises that you are a psychopath, he'll be angry at both himself and you, why did he have to become obsessed with someone so unpleasant!?.

• he attempts to distance himself from you at first, but you plague his thoughts day and night. it's frustrates him to no end. absence makes the heart grow fonder, and arthur begins to find himself brainstorming idea's on how to get you to love him in the way he loves you, to listen to his every command.

• kidnapping may be immoral, but he'll feel less guilty about kidnapping you knowing you don't possess morals yourself then he would if you had been even somewhat compassionate. but he won't be impulsive, and would bide his time, waiting until you make an irrepentable mistake, one that would get you arrested, sent to an asylum, homeless, and if you're conscious enough not to, then he'll socially isolate you, until your invisible to everyone, and then he'll swoop in and take you to live with him.

• it's for your own good, england will teach you how to act like a respectable gentleperson, his perfect partner. your psychopathy will make this difficult for him, he understands, but if you won't conform no matter what, then it's lucky he has access to a wide range of different spells and potions.

AMERICA

• this might just have been what attracted alfred to you in the first place, you're strong and fearless, a perfect hero for him to idolise!. one of the more delusional yandere's, he twists his darlings actions as them being an anti-hero, like deadpool or black widow. his darling isn't a psychopath, impossible! they're just reserved.

• it doesn't take nearly as long for his bubble to pop as it does for italy. oh, but when it does, it is ugly. he'll beat himself up for not realising he was dealing with a villain in disguise earlier. what was he supposed to do now?. he was far deep in his obsession for you, but you were just so cold and heartless, he pretty much having an existential crisis.

• but.. villains can become heroes, with the right guidance!. alfred won't give up on you, he's come to far to give up now. so he decides to take you to live with him, it's not kidnapping, no, a hero would never kidnap someone. it's just a temporary thing, until you learn to love him.

• america's approach to you is like italy's, but he won't kill you, he'll force you into couples therapy and smother you in affection, taking any rejections with stride, and try again later. and if you insist on being such a brat, then he'll let you decide what you prefer better, being chained up in the basement or cuddlin in his loving arms.

#yandere hetalia #yandere america #yandere england #yandere italy #thank you for requesting anon #I love darker darlings #they're fun to write #yandere aph north italy #yandere aph america #yandere aph england #yandere aph veneziano #yandere veneziano #yandere north italy #yandere aph #yandere headcanons #my headcanons

[athys-obelia]

character/s: claude de alger obelia, diana of siodonna, felix robane

synopsis: it's...uhm....an empress!diana x concubine!claude crackfic 😭😭

warning/s: uhh a sprinkle of politics, the robane duchy is now siodonnan and not obelian screw canon, diana is lowkey mean to rogrog

a/n: i'm so sorry this is so bad

part one

felix's foot taps against the tiles of the empress' room impatiently. "you stayed up finalising the agreement all night, your majesty, perhaps some rest is due?"

diana spares him glance, turning sideways from her position on her bed. "what was his name again?"

  "pardon?"

  "the painter," she elaborates, pointing towards the painting on the ceiling above the bed. "i keep...i don't know, i keep finding new things the more i look at it."

  "is that so?"

the painting itself, a coronation gift from felix, depicts the goddess diana reaching out to the children of the world and vice versa. "if you look at the sky closely - remember our old siodonann classes?- 'for the people' is hidden in the stars. isn't that cool?"

the knight squints at the painting. "oh, i see it! i wonder why it's in old siodonann, though?"

  "i would guess it's because the imperial family wasn't worshipped in the old days," diana explains, "for example - right now, in some parts of the empire, my late father - bless him - and i may actually have shrines because people believe the imperial family's descent is from the gods. when the kingdom was just formed, though, kings and queens weren't allowed to ride alone in carriages as they greeted their subjects- they needed to have a slave with them at all times, who kept on repeating 'you are human' to them. 'you are human', 'we are all the same in the eyes of the true gods."

the sound of the army of maids behind the door is enough to pull felix out of his trance. "er...horatius calvus, your majesty."

  "hm?"

  "the artist, that's his name."

  "ah." diana turns to the painting once more, eyes staring at the goddess' hair that melted into the night sky. "would you be able to get in contact with him? i'd like to commission a piece."

felix bows gracefully. "as your majesty commands. oh, and - for the obelian delegates' farewell celebration tonight...has your majesty decided on an escort?"

she groans, falling back on the bed. "i've had so much free time lately, the harem is all i think about!"

  "very funny, ma'am. then...shall i prepare the usual?"

diana shakes her head. "i'll visit viscaria palace later and see for myself. the obelians brought some concubines with them as presents, it's be nice to weed through the bunch."

felix's eyes nearly pop out. "you're visiting the harem?! your majesty! did you find someone you like??"

she chucks a pillow at him before he can continue. "you weren't loud enough just now, fe, i don't think all of siodonna heard you."

  "...apologies, ma'am."

three years ago, when she had only just come into power, diana remembers being afraid of the large, gold doors between her and the council room. she remembers pausing before entering, regaining her breath, preparing her mind. projecting an image.

if there is one thing she has learnt, though, it's that only fools can be afraid of their own property. their assets. the larger-than-life doors swing at her command, allow or deny entrance with solely her permission. confidence comes easy when you act like you own the place - nevermind the fact that she did own most places.

but i have no reason to be afraid.

the obelian delegates stand at her arrival and bow like good little lords should before an empress. one of the more prominent ones stands to address her as soon as the meeting commences.

  "blessings and glory upon the sun of the great siodonnan empire," he says.

diana raises an amused eyebrow. this game, hm? "is that an obelian greeting, duke? how interesting. here, one would usually wish 'a long life to the protector of the siodonnan people'. that's all i am, after all - how could i be the sun?"

duke alpheus sputters. "er...i failed to acquaint myself with siodonnan culture appropriately, my apologies, your majesty. i shall do better next time."

how arrogant. still, she smiles, "i must confess, duke alpheus - i am slightly susceptible to praise, so i'll let you off this time."

  "thank you, ma'am."

  "although making the assumption that there will be a next time at all was quite courageous of you." diana signals the guards, who open the door to let the final participant of the meeting inside. "however -courage and bravery are traits best suited for kings and queens, duke. not lords."

the obelian delegates pale as they watch their - former - emperor, wrists bound, enter the hall with an entourage of knights.

diana glances at the newcomer. "although i suppose even for an emperor, too much of a bravado may cost a war."

anastacius de alger obelia glowers at her.

she frowns at the knights. "how come such a precious friend of mine is tied up like this? is this how we siodonnans treat our guests?"

felix bows deeply. "i apologise, ma'am - he was resisting far too much."

  "whatever the case. get a seat set up right here, beside me - after all," diana smiles at the fuming obelian, "we were dining together just a few months ago, weren't we?"

  "three months ago, to be precise," anastacius spits out, "after which you decided to switch tides and invade us like a coward."

she watches one of the knights set down a fancy chair to the left of hers, reaching out to untie the bindings on anastacius' wrist. diana frowns suddenly, waving over felix, "ah, is this the leash my brother used when he tamed his dragon?"

the former emperor flinches, staring down at it. "someone here tamed a dragon?" a light pink dusts his cheeks - did he really touch the actual leash of a dragon?

felix shakes his head with a small smirk. "this is the leash her majesty the late dowager empress used, ma'am. for her dog."

  "-ah, right, i remember now! all the ones marked with this little purple line are used for tying down senseless animals, aren't they?"

  "yes, your majesty." felix returns to his spot behind her, clear amusement swimming in his grey eyes as he watches the obelians try and maintain their composure.

diana gently lets the leash loose, a hand on the stunned anastacius' shoulder to lightly push him into the seat. "you aren't wrong - i did betray your hospitality, didn't i?"

roger alpheus winces at the sudden authority in her tone as the knights pass out a document to each of the obelian lords.

  "obelia's greeting and offer for peace was kind to me, so i must return this generosity. your country is now part of the siodonnan empire, so we should be parting on a good note. will a little present suffice?"

a brunette diana remembers to be a count speaks up, "...a gift, your majesty?"

felix moves closer to the table, watching the detailed map of siodonna carved into its centre. as he raises his hand, almost as if it were a chess piece, a small island moves to the left. its color flickers between a siodonnan purple and the obelian teal.

diana sighs. "i was planning on the island of delphine, since it not only contains a relatively large gold mine, but also much tourist attraction."

oh, she can see the stars in alpheus' eyes already. "thank you, your ma-"

  "but." he shrivels under her piercing gaze, "but, obelia doesn't need gold, does it? what you need is better foreign relations. and what better way to form an alliance..."

she eyes the map, and with a flick of felix's wrist, a small stretch of land connecting two continents switches from its original purple to a hue of blue.

diana looks up now, meeting even anastacius' shocked eyes. he eyes her suspiciously, "do you really-?"

she nods. "...consider it a gift from your sovereign. it is enough, yes?"

  "i- uh," duke alpheus blinks twice, "the isthmus of erven is...an adequate present, yes, your majesty. the people of obelia shall thrive due to your generosity."

  "it is not generosity, duke. your people are my subjects now. however, i hope you realise the isthmus isn't obelian property for obvious reasons. there is no trust between us. despite this, what i will allow is some access." diana stands, watching the foreign nobles mirror the action. "the terms and conditions of our relationship from this point onwards are in the papers before you and are, obviously, subject to change. feel free to approach me with concerns, should you have any."

  "you were firmer than i'd expected with the obelians, your majesty," felix comments.

diana recoils as his eyes light up at the sight of viscaria palace. "remember when i visited obelia for anastacius' coronation? i was only seventeen, but two years into my studies as heir - and they were all over duke renauld's son! poor cousin ronnie couldn't stop apologising."

felix snorts. "the renaulds wouldn't have dared challenge your majesty's claim, not while the late empress dowager was behind you."

  "ha! that's right, everyone was scared of mama." she grins fondly, "papa most of all."

the knight nods, murmuring a prayer.

  "i want them gone as soon as possible," diana admits, "but there's much to settle before that. i need to fix up anastacius before we can let him back, the second prince is still...what was his name, again?"

  "claude de alger obelia, ma'am."

she winces. "yes, he's an impo-"

a commotion sounds from within viscaria. felix raises an eyebrow at the shouts echoing from the beautiful building, a hand already atop his sheathed sword. "ma'am, stay back, i'll have a look- your majesty! where are you going-?!"

navigating through the decorated halls, diana halts before the entrance of the garden. the argument is between two men she doesn't recognise, as the older concubines gather to the side, amusing twinkling in their eyes.

  "attention!" felix roars, "her imperial majesty, empress diana celeste!"

the two freeze in fear.

  "disrupting my peace. how dare you?" diana demands.

one of them, dressed too finely for someone she hadn't even seen yet, steps forward. "your majesty, my name is xerre, i was only-"

she raises a hand, effectively shutting him up. tone softening, diana turns to the group crowding around the desert table. "lex?"

the group shuffles to let a young, silver haired young man forward. lex bows gracefully, laugh lines around his eyes crinkling. "yes, my lady?"

  "do you know what happened here?"

lex nods. "the monthly salary was being distributed, your majesty, and xerre - being a present from the kingdom of masur - had some trouble believing his amount was the same as a former obelian slave's. verhan stepped in to argue that your majesty was the one to decide this, and they began fighting."

  "shall i prepare for his voyage back to masur, majesty?" felix asks, as the rest of the concubines roll their eyes at his antics.

diana studies the masurian concubine, beckoning him closer. "it is common knowledge i do not generally accept gifted concubines from territories out of my own."

she watches his adam's apple rise and fall, tracing a nail over the well defined jawline. xerre shivers.

  "however, your king is new to his throne, and his queen one of my dearest friends. do you realise how our alliance will look were i to send you back?"

he nods cautiously.

  "i do not wish to withdraw support from someone i consider a brother, xerre. especially when he is engaged in armed conflict on two fronts."

  "i- i am prepared for any punishment your majesty deems appropriate."

diana sighs softly. "i would send you to work for me in the capitol, but the rules state every concubine entering must reside here for a certain amount of time. until then, bear with it. this palace, and a life of luxury, is only meant for my favorites. clear?"

  "yes, your majesty."

  "my apologies, ma'am," felix says once the crowd disperses, his head hanging. "i should've prepared for your arrival with more care."

she waves off the apology, heading to the guest hall to take a look at the new obelian  concubines.

  "vera leaves for her son's wedding for a week and we've already had an incident. honestly, felix."

  "...who's vera?"

diana pauses at the unfamiliar voice. her gaze falls on the figure sitting on the window seat, entirely immersed in the book in his hands. she blinks, stunned, watching the colourful window's filtered light paint the brilliant blonde of his hair.

felix is the first to address him, scoffing, "i believe your majesty's beauty has enchanted one of the gods - who else would dare address the empress of our nation so casually?"

diana chuckles, watching as the man stands, intrigued. she stays silent, breath hitched, as he towers over her, studying her with a curiosity that rivals hers from a moment ago. and only when he finally lowers himself to a knee does his hair part, and diana flushes at the red tinting his ears.

  "greetings to her imperial majesty, may the gods grant the protector of the siodonnan people a life long and blessed."

she offers him her hand. "rise. and tell me your name."

a beat of silence passes as he stares at her outstretched hand before hesitantly accepting. "claude, your majesty."

  "claude," diana tries, finding it rolls of her tongue deliciously.

he raises an eyebrow as she regards him. "your majesty...?"

diana smiles, her hand moving to touch the various jewellery adorning his fingers. gently, she slides off the gold ring off of his ring finger. "you must have a good reason to be donning an unauthorized magical item in my palace."

he doesn't answer, head lowered.

her hand lets go of his, raising to grip the blonde's jaw. diana tilts up his face, meeting his gaze. the dull grey eyes from before have vanished, replaced by glittering blues.

she inhales sharply. "you're...the obelian pr...the second prince of obelia."

he nods.

diana turns, more puzzled than angry. "why is he in my harem?"

  "... didn't your majesty wish for it?" felix tilts his head in confusion.

  "what? no?"

the knight frowns. "but i was so sure...your majesty said you didn't have an heir because you wanted a concubine as beautiful as me...when we took over the imperial palace, as the army swore their allegiance...your majesty said the prince was the prettiest you’ve ever seen?"

  "i- felix, i was kidding!"

  "...oh."

she turns to the prince then, "and you! you're a prince! how come you just went along with this??"

  "well...it was the most peaceful part of the palace..."

diana gapes at the two men, before finally sighing in defeat. "you're telling me i was scouring the lands for you, while you were right...?" she raises a hand to massage her temple, "...gods grant me patience."

felix cautiously steps forward, "your majesty...i understand this is shocking, but... tonight's escort..."

she glances up at the obelian prince. "allow them all to retire. i've found the perfect escort."

a/n: hmmm this was a bit empty claudiana wise, wasn't it? their development is coming though, i had to give empress!diana an intro :) also !! the situation may seem a bit confusing rn, but next chapter will clear things up! or you can just ask me for clarification <3

💕 felix is dying to find a concubine diana likes bc he really really really wants to be an uncle

💕 in siodonna, emperors/empresses are referred to by their first(diana) + middle name(celeste) and not a last name bc they technically can't belong to a house, they belong to the empire. but the middle name is important bc you have to ask for it (from someone you love and respect usually), you're never just born with one (so you could ask a parent / friend / mentor yada yada and they give you a name they believe fits best)

#wmmap #sbapod #who made me a princess #suddenly became a princess one day #au #empress!diana #concubine!claude #the word concubine annoys me for some reason smfh #claude de alger obelia #felix robane #diana of siodonna #wmmap fic

[rosemary-is-in-pesterquest]

literally I was watching someone's playthrough of pesterquest as it was being released, and I almost finished it, but then I got spoiled for the fact that Ult Dirk shows up, and it totally knocked me off the wagon. like I've had it in my head that eventually I'll go watch Dirk's content, but it's been so long since I watched everything else... by this point it'd be kinda disjointed to even do that.

also, I was weirdly irritated by MSPAR in pesterquest? I found them so charming in hiveswap, because they were characterized as kind of a bumbling, overeager and well intentioned traveler that just wanted to help. but in pesterquest they get all know-it-all ish... it's reeeeeeally off putting. like I could forgive them being confused or disheartened, but they went a step too far and got all cynical and been-there-done-that, and gave a lot of advice that just wasn't good? as if they were some sort of expert or something. it makes pesterquest kind of irritating because you play as an irritating audience surrogate character who does shit that you don't actually want to do.

like, okay, Eridan's route, right? at the end, the advice MSPAR gave was basically "stop being an asshole" which is like... warranted and fair? but first of all, this Eridan needs different advice than homestuck's Eridan! and second, would a real asshole actually take advice like that? it's so... basic.

Eridan is a character that I'm not super attached to, but I get peeved when people get him wrong. in homestuck, the thing that Eridan needs, is to realize that if he wants something from another person, he has to try not to be a leech about it. everything is all about his perspective all the time. when he wants something, he'll ask, but if he doesn't get it, he'll whine and beg, and if people get mad at him for doing that, he gets all self deprecating and bemoans how hopeless his situation is, and how much everyone hates him. like he'll literally annoy one person into getting fed up with him, just so he can go cry to another person about his problems, and ask them for advice that he probably won't even take, because getting attention was the point, and this is technically what he wanted anyway. and the more people catch on and get frustrated, the more fuel he has for his "everybody hates me" pity party.

and the interesting thing about Eridan is that all of this probably comes from a real worry that nobody could like him, even if he tried. I mean, most of his friends are lower on the hemospectrum, and have a systemic reason to hold some sort of resentment towards him. so like, he probably likes Feferi because the two make an appropriate match class-wise... but he also probably likes her because she's his only friend that is more privileged than he is, so she can't hold his status against him.

also, pesterquest leans into that old fanon thing where Eridan is indiscriminately desperate and will date anyone. like... no! originally, Eridan specifically wanted to fill all of his quadrants! he wanted a matesprit (Feferi), a kismesis (Vriska), an auspistice (Kanaya), and a moirail (possibly Karkat). and not only that, but he wanted these specific people to fill these specific roles for him unconditionally and without conflict, in spite of their actual feelings. Feferi doesn't want to date him... she doesn't even really want to be his moirail because she's doing all the emotional labor and it's exhausting. and Kanaya had a red crush on Vriska at the time... the last thing she wants is to be auspistice-zoned! meanwhile, Vriska is becoming less and less interested in Eridan anyway because she's got her own unhealthy fascinations with certain people. so like, Kanaya wouldn't even be acting as a proper auspistice anyway... she wouldn't be helping to calm a volatile rivalry, she'd be trying to force a lackluster relationship to continue. that's like, the opposite of how it's supposed to be!

literally the only one of these that might've worked is Karkat as his moirail, because Karkat is amazing at giving advice, and dealing with difficult people's bullshit without getting sucked into too much drama. but like... that's probably the one relationship out of all of these that started from genuine charisma between two people, rather than Eridan deciding who he wanted to pursue based on a checklist of socially advantageous qualities. at least with that, it's implied that Karkat also likes talking to Eridan... like, both of them are getting something out of this. in all other cases, Eridan isn't even in it for the romance. he's in it to gain validation by living up to a societal standard.

it's only after our 12 trolls end up on the meteor after their SGRUB session that Eridan starts getting all weird about dating people other than the specific four he was already interested in. and that's specifically because there are now only 12 trolls left that exist. these people are the only ones left, so if he can't get a relationship to work with any of them, that's that. so basically, when pesterquest characterizes him this way, even though he still lives on a fully populated Alternia... why is he acting like that?

Eridan needs to learn how to actually put something into a relationship that he wants to get something out of. and to do that, he needs to believe that he has value beyond his status, and that it's possible for people to be motivated by more than class politics and spite. he treats people exploitatively because he expects them to try and exploit him just as badly... it's not just about fixing bad behavior. it's about him learning to put in work, and give another person reasons to like him, without feeling like a sucker for conceding any ground. the more defensive he gets, the worse he is.

and pesterquest messed up Jake's route too! what is it about hope players that stumps people like this?? I get that Jake is tricky, but jeez... I won't get into it as much, but Jake is always masking what he really feels, and the way his route handles him makes him seem like he's acting equally neutrally friendly to each of the other alpha kids. but then it implies that his true feelings are that he considers all three of his friends' romantic interest in him to be equally serious, and equally unwanted. that is... blatantly untrue. he knows Roxy might find him attractive but won't make a genuine move on account of Jane. she literally drunkenly told him so. and Roxy also drunkenly told Jake that Jane likes him. meanwhile, he also pretty much knows that Dirk had a crush on him when they were kids, but back then he kind of shut it down, or at least sent mixed signals, because he wasn't confident about having a crush on a boy. now Dirk himself is not confident that Jake actually likes him, and is trying to back off because he feels like his younger self was overly aggressive, but the AR is still as brazen as Dirk used to be when pursuing Jake, so it kind of undermines that attempt. still, Jake feels like he might've already come off poorly to Dirk. he does like him though... and he knows that Jane has a crush on him, and doesn't want to be the one who disappoints her, so he weasels his way out of addressing it. that is the deal with the alpha kids. not Jake just kind of bemoaning the fact that all of his friends are in love with him and he's not down for anything. so once again, we see a pesterquest route written on the basis of mistaken assumptions.

sorry for going on and on and on... I just find all of this so frustrating. half the characters are only the fan interpretations of themselves, and MSPAR sucks, and the meta is confusing, and... I wish it was good but it's not.

I love you for this ask anon, I never played friendsim but I did see a lot of people who tuned into all the friendsims express annoyance over the way Reader was portrayed in pesterquest. I can't even remember what happened in the Jake route bc I'm tired but it definitely could've been better.

Imo, best alpha kid routes go from: Roxy, Jane, Jake, and Dirk (half his route wasn't even dedicated to him lol rip)

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[dearjamesxo]

[drabble under cut]

They’re on their way to wish Bea luck when it happens.

Billy, Spike and Jessie trudge against the midafternoon crowd, Spike boasting a story from his childhood – no doubt exaggerated to the moon to impress Jessie. Billy listens with half an ear, hands stuffed in his pockets and eyes on the ground. He doesn’t react when someone bumps into him.

“He’s in a mood,” Jessie teases to Spike when Spike tries, for the fourth time, to include Billy in the conversation.

Spike snorts, “I can see that. Which is why I’m trying to cheer ‘im up.” He sidles into Billy’s space, claps a friendly hand on Billy’s shoulder and asks, “Come on, mate, who shoved that monumental stick up your arse?”

Billy’s jaw twitches. He tucks his chin into his chest and hunches further into himself, hoping to relay how much he doesn’t want to talk about it.

“Is it the whole we’re not good enough tripe?” Spike questions, rolling a hand in the air to encompass the tripe he’s referring to. “Because the way I look at it, we got lucky. Who wants to go to a stuffy old ball anyway?” Spike’s tone suggests he does, but Billy refrains from pointing it out, “Let Bea and the good doctor go and deal with all that crap, while we—” He leans back and grins across the breadth of Billy’s shoulders, winks at Jessie, “—get to enjoy ourselves!”

Billy doesn’t respond, simply shrugs and keeps his pace, his shoulder colliding with another man’s. Again, Billy doesn’t even seem to register that the man told him to, watch where yer goin’!

Yes, Billy’s in a mood, definitely, but it doesn’t have anything to do with Bea or Watson or the ball Spike mentioned. In fact, it was Billy’s idea to go find Bea before Watson collects her at Mrs. Smith’s shoppe.

As usual, Watson’s swanning Bea off to perform for another investigation, some undercover business that apparently, “Only Beatrice has the maturity and patience to pull off,” thanks for the confidence, “the rest of you will merely serve to attract unwanted attention.” As if Bea done up like a gateau de savoie won't attract attention. Although Bea has learned to carry herself less woodenly than she did, she isn't exactly graceful when laced into a gown. Jessie's the better candidate, equipped with supernatural powers to boot, but Watson's mind was made up. Besides, Billy's noticed that he and Bea have some sort of connection; they seem to get each other in a way that leaves everyone else behind.

Howbeit, Watson’s condescending remark isn’t what gets Billy’s dander up either. That honor goes to His Royal Highness, Prince I-Have-To-Escort-Helena. Not that Billy wants to go through the trouble of pampering and primping for a ball he’s sure he’ll hate every minute of. But Leo could’ve at least had the courtesy to pretend he was regretful, since he already has so much experience pretending to be something he isn’t.

Billy scowls at his shoes, kicks a pebble harder than he means to. He ducks his head and picks up his pace when he hears a strangled yelp and sees, from the corner of his eye, a man clasp his ankle and hop on one foot.

Oops.

It’s then that the short hairs at the back of his neck rise, his scalp tingles, the sensation of being watched shivering up Billy's spine. He lifts his chin and, immediately, his gaze is drawn to the end of the street.

“Isn’t that—?” Jessie starts, tugging Billy’s wrist to get his attention. Then, much quieter, under her breath, “Oh,” as if she's figured something out.

Billy yanks his wrist out of her light grasp and squares his shoulders, ignorant of the utterly baffled Spike sends Jessie behind his back. “Wait here,” he gruffs and stalks toward the end of the street. Or more precisely, toward who lingers there.

“We’ll meet you!” Spike calls after him and wraps an arm around Jessie. She tries to resist, head craning, but Spike guides her down the cross street in the direction of Mrs. Smith’s shoppe.

Like a wolf preparing to lunge, Billy stalks toward Leo, expression hard and fists clenched. Leo returns the sentiment with a rigid, neutral set to his features, stare unwavering. Billy inwardly chastises himself for the heat of desire that rushes through him upon seeing Leo. No matter how pissed he is with the prince, Billy can never deny how attractive Leo is like this, all lofty courage and attitude, golden against the smutty backdrop of the Marylebone rookery. God, Billy wants to strip Leo of his finery, fuck him until he remembers who he really belongs to. And it isn't, Billy thinks in a possessive growl, Helena.

Theirs will never be a public romance, a reality Billy understood from the start, only it didn't feel so impossibly cruel until the moment Leo casually mentioned he would be attending the very ball Bea and Watson would with Helena on his arm. As if he wasn't lounging between Billy's legs, his back to Billy's chest, his fingers laced with Billy's. It never ceases to amaze Billy how terrible Leo is at reading a room because Jessie's discomfited expression alone should've been a clue that something wasn't right. Even so, Billy kept his mouth shut because he's supposed to be fine with it, isn't he?

Easier said than done, Billy knows now.

As much as they - Billy and Leo and Leo and Helena - have an agreement, it still cuts deep when Billy has to step aside so Leo can appease his mother by flaunting the person society deems Leo's best match.

“What’re you doing here?” Billy demands to know the instant he’s within earshot.

Leo flinches slightly, then musters the confidence to say, “I’d like to have a word.”

“With your side piece?” Billy mocks disbelief, “I’ll bet.”

“Billy, please, if you would just listen—”

Billy’s in front of Leo now, standing at the closeness he’s grown accustomed to since he and Leo became he and Leo. He didn’t mean to narrow the distance so quickly, wants to hold on to the anger because it’s easier, except that to put himself anywhere else in Leo’s orbit feels intrinsically wrong.

“Better make it quick, your highness,” Billy sneers, “I’m sure your lady doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”

“For goodness’ sake,” Leo erupts through gritted teeth, though his tone maintains a respectable volume as propriety demands, “I’m not going.”

This stops Billy's mounting rage in its tracks, all at once replaced with a confusion that shows itself on Billy's face. A simple “What?” tumbles out of his mouth as he frowns at Leo as if Leo told him the sky is actually green.

“I’m not going.” Leo repeats.

Billy grabs Leo by the upper arm and drags him out of the middle of the crowded street, into a narrow lane that separates the butcher’s and an Indian-owned tearoom. Leo doesn’t resist, allows Billy to manhandle him, and stops moving altogether when Billy pushes him against the brick wall just inside the lane. Suddenly, Billy’s flooded with concern.

“What happened?” Because it has to be something awful if Leo can shirk his responsibility for the evening. “Is Helena alright?”

Leo’s brows furrow, eyes flickering between Billy’s, down to hover on Billy’s mouth before they slip to the ground where they remain. He huffs a humorless laugh, “Helena’s fine, you massive boor.” and slumps against the wall Billy has him pinned to by the shoulders, defeat obvious in his posture.

“Then what—?”

“It’s you!”

Well, that can't be right. Leo's never missed an engagement his mother's insisted upon for Billy in the weeks they've been, well, them. Billy has to make sure, “Me?”

Gesturing helplessly with one hand, Leo explains, “How can I go and act as though I care about anything my mother’s contemporaries have to say when all I can think about is you, here, upset with me?” A tiny smile curls Billy’s mouth, “I love you, you idiot.” Leo says as though he's said it a thousand times - he hasn't, this is the first and Leo doesn't appear to notice he's shared such an important declaration in the middle of a rant. Billy wants to say it back all the more for it. “Helena made a fuss when I told her, practically pushed me out the window so I would come find you.”

Floating on a wave of giddiness, assuaged by Leo's words, Billy remembers how much he likes Helena. Helena who has her Henrik in Münster and swore not to intrude on Leo's relationship with Billy as long as Leo issues her the same respect.

Billy leans in and places his forehead against Leo’s, hands sliding from Leo’s shoulders to cradle Leo’s jaw, resting the pads of his thumbs gently at the corners of Leo’s mouth. A small chuckle escapes him, unable to contain it, and Billy shuffles forward to press their bodies flush from waist to hips to knees, fondly brushes the tips of their noses, then tilts his head and captures Leo’s lips in a sweet yet hot-hungry kiss.

When he pulls back, he wonders, “Or maybe it’s Helena I should be thanking?” He hooks a thumb over his shoulder, smiling playfully, “Should I be kissing her instead?”

Eyes in grumpy, feline slits, Leo protests, “Don’t you dare.”

“Mm, you’re right, she’s really not my type.”

Abruptly, Billy untangles himself from Leo, bends enough to grab Leo by the back of the thighs and lifts. Leo cries out shrilly, startled, the action forcing his legs to wrap around Billy’s waist and his arms to lock around Billy’s neck. Cackling, Billy pins Leo with his body, his fingers kneading the sensitive flesh just below Leo’s arse, eliciting a moan that he swallows greedily.

“Is this really the appropriate time?” Leo pants, throwing his head back when Billy grinds their hips together, making them both groan.

“Not even a little bit.”

As Billy leans in for another kiss, Leo interrupts by putting two fingers to Billy's lips. “Perhaps,” He says, voice pitched suggestively, “We should take this elsewhere,” Here, Leo kitten licks Billy’s parted lips, darts his tongue into Billy's mouth quickly, moves on to dot Billy’s jaw with a trail of dry kisses. He reaches Billy's ear and continues in a whisper, “Somewhere you can spread me open,” A nip to Billy’s earlobe, “And show me what happens when I upset you?”

Billy's cock twitches in interest. He takes in Leo’s pink cheeks and glassy, blown eyes, decides, “Sounds like a marvelous idea.”

In a swift sequence of motions, Billy drops Leo to his feet, carefully repositions him, crouches, and then hoists Leo over his shoulder. Spike was right, Billy grins, patting the swell of one of Leo's arse cheeks in victory, who wants to go to a stuffy old ball, anyway?

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