#i am more than just my fics so if they move to another platform i will still be here reblogging seokjin pics and talking to u guys lol !!!!

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

I (26, NB) dropped a long-term friend (23, not disclosing gender, I'll call them X) for being a proshipper, and now they're trying to get in the way of my other friendships.

A little more than a month ago, an old friend from when I was an itty bitty teen on the internet (we met when they were 12 and I was 15 or so) messaged me on twitter asking if we could share discord since they're more active on that platform, and they missed hanging out. Ok, no prob!! I missed talking to X and life was going kinda icky for me at the time. We exchanged discords and started talking more frequently, before we would talk through twitter dms maybe one day every few months, and we went from almost no contact to talking every single day. It was like being a teenager again; we still shared similar interests and we really fast clicked over old and new fandoms we were in. We talked about college and how they're starting to get the hang of their new job but needed support, talked about our family lives, etc., and in general I felt really comfortable and happy to be chatting again with someone I've known for so long. We were inseparable for weeks.

However... of course, as adults, and having known each other for YEARS, we started talking about fandom ships and fics we enjoyed. We didn't have the same taste in pairings, but that was okay. Until it wasn't anymore.

I shared my NSFW twitter with them, and they followed me. A few minutes later X told me, "I see you have "proship DNI in your bio, I just want to let you know that I am a pro-ship and enjoy some things in fandom that you might think is gross. I hope that's okay."

I was kind of weirded out, and told them that as long as they didn't like anything that would be criminal in real life, that's fine. They told me they *did* enjoy things in fiction that they "wouldn't condone in reality" and even though they "don't talk about it publicly" they still wanted me to know. For some reason. ?? Even though they KNOW that I have an irl history of abuse as a kid, they still told me this.

I was so fucking uncomfortable and really, really sad, and honestly I felt betrayed? I stepped away from my account for like, an hour before messaging them back and saying I didn't want to continue talking to them anymore. That I didn't know they were that kind of person and I'm not comfortable being their friend. I didn't read their response to me because I soft-blocked them.

While I was getting over that and trying to move on, a few days later I was talking to another mutual friend of ours when they asked if I was still friends with X. I got chills remembering how I broke off with them, and said no, we weren't talking anymore. That they were the kind of person that made me really uneasy and uncomfortable to be around. The mutual friend, I'll call R, said that X was "feeling kind of down about losing a friend recently" and talked about it in a discord server they share. X didn't mention my name but R wondered if it was me who dropped them since I was really touchy about boundaries online. I freaked out a little thinking about them talking about me, and asked what else they said, and R told me "not much, just that they felt sad but it was your choice in the end because you two were different" and I don't know why but it left a bad taste in my mouth. Were they trying to make people seem like I was the bad guy or something?? Idk.

I told R the reason why I stopped talking to X, and that X is a proshipper who likes things like inc*st and rape, and R wasn't as supportive as I thought he would be, saying that he understood how I felt but if X was being honest and open about their interests, it probably meant they trusted me and didn't want to "lie" to me. I don't understand how that's even relevant if X is a fucking proshipper. I don't want their trust in the first place if that's who they really are, and I felt betrayed that someone I knew for so long was hiding that for me until we were bonding again. R basically dropped it there and said "idk then" and I told him I was going to shut off my notifs for a bit. I really don't want to talk with him again right now especially since he didn't seem THAT bothered by X being a proshipper who's into really criminal shit.

Since then, friends of mine who are also friends with R (because he's a friend of X still, for some reason), haven't been replying to me as much anymore and I'm super sensitive to noticing these things, at first I told myself it was nothing, but there's an obvious decrease in our interactions. I can't help but think that X actually said bad stuff about me, and R didn't want me to know, or maybe X convinced R that I was a terrible person or something. I still haven't read X's reply to me because I genuinely do not want to interact with them ever again, but for the past few days I've been so angry and hurt by my other friend's actions that I can't help but want to blame them, since this all started when I left them.

AITA for dropping a friend because their interests made me SEVERELY uncomfortable? I don't know what to do.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #ship discourse

[damianbugs]

in remembrance of that anon that i tragically lost, here are some recs for THE most underutilised duo in the batfam. i could write ridiculously long essays about the tragedy of these two characters, and how they could become something great, if dc would get a grip a let tim grow up, preferably in the next decade. no complaints about damian. he is perfect.

this is also a cry for HELP. PLEASE write more big brother tim fics i am literally on the verge of collapsing as i ask. he is so unprepared but well meaning big brother so let him carry out his duty towards damian and duke PLEASE.

right then, anyways:

TIM AND DAMIAN FIC RECS ON AO3

miles and miles (in their shoes) by JUBE514

Where is Damian? Why can’t he see anything clearly? Where is the little brat? Damian had been by him in the cave when everything had exploded, they had been arguing like always when the two of them had gotten the punishment to go clean the trophy room, stop yelling at each other, stop being at each other's throat for two minutes and go clean the goddamn trophy room-

They had been cleaning, got into another knock out drag out argument, and it had come so close to blows and they had been screaming more than cleaning and-

The stupid fucking shoe, in the magical section- exploded out-

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Tim and Damian switch bodies, the two of them realize exactly why the other does the things they do.

MY NOTES: i know body swap aus can be a little worrying, but this is a phenomenal fic on not just the complicated relationship between tim and damian, but also their own individual struggles and how that brings them closer together in an unspoken yet profound way. a must read if you appreciate the characters in their entirety.

Biphasic Reaction by renecdote

People may have allergic reactions all the time and be fine, but they can also die from them. He has a flash of sudden, morbid curiosity about what the exact statistics for fatal allergic reactions are.

MY NOTES: secretly protective big brother tim u mean the world to me. they are so fun in this, even with the medical emergency occurring alongside the sillies.

i only sink deeper (the deeper i think) by call_me_steve

Drake clicks his tongue and tilts his head off to the side. “This really isn’t as fun as I thought it would be.”

Oh, really? Damian starts furiously finger spelling, just to be annoying. You know, I thought the floating platforms would be of the utmost excitement.

“I caught a solid half of that and I think you’re making fun of me.” Drake goes to shift before remembering that he can’t - his face beneath his domino contorts into something unpleasant. “My legs are falling asleep, dude.”

You move, signs Damian, for real this time, and I go under.

“You talk,” Drake shoots back. “And I go under."

MY NOTES: it wouldn't be a real saki fic rec post without at least one kidnapped and almost dying in order to escape fic. i think about the conversation about love and danger at least once a week at random intervals and do not know how to be normal about it. at all.

The Wound Begins to Bleed by audreycritter

Now that Tim’s moved back to the manor, he just wants a few afternoons a week without Damian around.

Funny how getting that was the catalyst for him becoming a better big brother.

MY NOTES: okay so maybe i've read this a billion times and maybe it's my favourite tim and damian fic ever to exist but isn't that just proof you need to read it too? such a real fic. so personal. can't think of anything else but u must read it

picture perfect memories by Fandom_Trash224

“I… require assistance with something. I believe you are best-suited for it.”

Tim raises an eyebrow, but motions for the younger boy to enter his room. As Damian does, he slowly closes the door behind him, and Tim notices a small piece of what Tim assumes to be paper in Damian’s hand. Then, he realizes it’s not just a piece of paper: it’s a photo.

Damian approaches Tim, holding out the photo at arm’s length once he’s close enough to do so, saying, “I would like you to explain this photo to me.”

Tim glances down at it, and to both his surprise and mild horror, he recognizes the photo.

MY NOTES: oh... oh. Oh i am on the ground dead forever. damian and tim bonding over the shared fact that they got a version of bruce they'll never, ever meet. finding a common ground in grieving something they never had. oh.... how marvelous.

The Study of Birds by MaskoftheRay

Tim and Damian have hated one another since the day that the youngest Wayne arrived in Gotham City. A few years later, that hatred has cooled into a mutual disdain and somewhat-wary tolerance. If necessary, they can even work together— though neither likes to. Then Tim discovers that Damian enjoys bird-watching too.

Or: sometimes the difficult things are the most rewarding.

MY NOTES: truly something so special about stories where tim and damian find comfort and something to cherish in animals. a middle ground born from compassion and empathy perhaps. so sweet.

#tim drake #damian wayne #batfamily fic recs #batfam #saki batfam fic recs

[satoru-is-the-way]

A/N: So you wanted them all. I will start with the first one. Not proof read because I'm lazy.

Tags: @tian-monique {IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED IN FUTURE NAMOR/TENOCH FICS LET ME KNOW PLUS IF YOU DO OR DONT WANT TO BE TAGGED IN SMUT. MUST BE OVER 18+ FOR THOSE ANYWAYS.}

Summary: Reader is playing a character in Wakanda Forever that is Namor's love interest. Tenoch and Y/n catch feelings.

Tenoch Huerta x Half Latina/Hispanic Fem! Reader!

WAKANDA FOREVER SPOILERS

Warnings: Hot make-out, dirty thoughts, smut, sub(?) Tenoch (😳) . MINORS DNI!!

(Y/n) sighed deeply walking into her trailer after another long day of filming. Her character is a half Talokan half-human. She is also the love interest of Namor. Currently, (Y/n) character had been kidnapped by Queen Ramonda after Namor took Shuri. Today was the battle scene of Namor invading Wakanda to retrieve his lover and kill Ramonda. Before (Y/n) could throw herself on the bed a knock came from thr door. She groaned and turned around, "Yes?" She asked opening the door. It wasn't surprising to see Tenoch standing there still in his 'Shame shorts' as he called them. Something (Y/n) found too adorable. His eyes soften.

"Am I bothering you?"

"No! Not at all! Please come on in. You shouldn't have even knocked, Tenoch!" She giggled and moved aside allowing him entrance. Since their first meeting (Y/n) had fallen in love with Tenoch Huerta Mejía. He was overall a sweet guy, caring, kind, and adorable. (Y/n) had it bad for Tenoch. Even the fans noticed how close the two are. People instantly took to many different social media platforms to spread their rumors.

They do not talk about this. It was embarrassing to (Y/n) since she wished it was true. But no way Tenoch felt the same way. "I thought we could run over our lines?" His sweet accented voice snapped her back to reality.

"Yeah! Sounds good to me." She comments and picked up the script. Her (e/c) orbs scan the paper. (Y/n) gulped noticing this is the scene she dreads but also hoped for. The kiss.

Tenoch cleared his throat also feeling nervous. How could he not fall for (Y/n)? She was everything he craved. Her personality, eyes, lips, body, ass...His thoughts scramble making it hard for him to focus. The male stood tall getting into the character of K'uk'ulkan.

Script:

[Namor runs over to (C/n) who is tied up. He untied her quickly, gently cupping her face]

Tenoch move quickly over to (Y/n) and pretends to untie her. His breath is heavy showing all the emotions any man would when his wife is endanger. "In Reina, a herida. Ya'ab in yaakunaj kutal.Ts'áaten permiso utia'al u borrar Wakanda u faz le lu'umo'! (My Queen are you hurt? I'm so sorry my love. Give me permission to wipe Wakanda off the face of the earth!)"

(Y/n) closer her eyes tears streaming down her face as scripted. " Ma', táan in uts, in yaakunaj. Mixtan in meentik tal ba'al.Bisen tin wotoch bejla'e'. Le je'ela' yaan u ts'o'oksik. Xan a comenzado jump'éel k'atun! (No, I'm fine, my love. I will do no such thing. Take me home now. This needs to end. You have also started a war!"

Tenoch shaped his head no. "Ka' ba'ax tu beetajo'ob, Wakanda caerá ( After what they did, Wakanda will fall)." The male hesitated for a moment before leaning in to kiss (Y/n). She gasped and kissed back almost instantly. Her body is now pressed against Tenoch, their kiss more passionate than either thoughts it could be. Tenoch shivers feelings her feminine hands rest against his chest and glide down his chest. His own hands began to roam from her cheeks to her sides. (Y/n) kept her eyes shut during the long kiss lips move in sync. However they soon pop open feeling Tenoch's erection against her thigh. It was no doubt the man is large, especially with being in shorts all day. (Y/n) had the privilege of getting to see her crush half naked 24/7. Tenoch blushed knowing she could feel his hard cock. He pulled away.

"I-I am so-so sorry I." He began to mix his English and Spanish in a fast tone ashamed to have gotten horny by just one kiss. However he moaned loudly feeling (Y/n) quickly jerking his cock that is confined in his shorts. "(Y-Y/n)?!" He gasped grabbing her hips thrusting up into her hand, cock throbbing.

"¡No te discuples!~ (Dont be sorry!)Fuck I wanted you since the moment we meet." She pulled him into a kiss. (Y/n) had dreams of jerking Tenoch off in these green shorts that left her horny at night. She craved to rip them off and ride his large cock. Right now she had the man exactly where she needed him.

His thick thighs shake and sweat drips down his tan skin. (Y/n) could feel his cock throb, coming close to his orgasm. Tenoch moaned loudly before cumming in his green shorts. "(Y/n)~ Mmm~" He pants still gently thrusting into her hands coming down from euphoria. Tenoch blushed seeing the damp area on his shorts. "Fuck. Now they really are shame shorts."

They both laughed before continuing their nights of pleasure.

#mcu namor #namor #namor imagine #namor x reader #namor x you #marvel #tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta x reader

[arcaneacolyte]

Attention

Summary:

Phantom likes attention.

If anyone were to watch how he performs at Rituals, how he interacts with screaming fans, blowing kisses and moving his body in ways that make them scream all the louder, it’s obvious.

He loves to be watched. So much so, that he’s jealous when other Ghouls get attention. He might argue until he’s purple in the face—or at least more than his unglamored skin already is—but Swiss knows, Swiss sees.

Pairing: Swiss/Phantom (Aeon)

Words: 3,017

Contains: Praise Kink, Mean Swiss, Dom/Sub, Safewords (Stoplight system), Masturbation, Longing, Top Swiss, Bottom Phantom, Humiliation, Degradation, Autofellatio, Flexibility, Jealous Phantom, Attention Whore Phantom, Subspace, Dacryphilia, Teasing, Orgasm Control, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Size Kink, PWP, Polyghouls, Voyuerism, Mildly Dubious Consent

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Hello hello! I’m back with another brain worm induced fic lol. So basically, I noticed during the Ritual I went to, that every time I tried to film Swiss, Phantom would try to walk in front of my phone or take over the shot himself, and I thought it was very funny, and apparently he was doing it at other Rituals too! Then I saw how bendy he was and how much he likes attention, and this idea spawned from there.

I will say, this does have a little bit of dubcon feelings to it, but I promise that Phantom is very much into this! I added the tag though just in case people might feel a little squicked about it!

I did not beta this, and also wrote it in a fugue state and finished it at 3 am, so please let me know if there are any glaring mistakes lol.

Read below the cut or on AO3 if you prefer that!

Phantom likes attention.

If anyone were to watch how he performs at Rituals, how he interacts with screaming fans, blowing kisses and moving his body in ways that make them scream all the louder, it’s obvious.

He loves to be watched. So much so, that he’s jealous when other Ghouls get attention. He might argue until he’s purple in the face—or at least more than his unglamored skin already is—but Swiss knows, Swiss sees.

At first he thought it was simply Phantom trying to move from one place to another on the stage in front of him, but as more Rituals went by and Swiss watched the lithe Quintessence Ghoul more and more, he started to notice a trend.

Any time a fan would aim their phone towards Swiss, Phantom would come stomping past, or even step directly to the edge of the stage, effectively blocking off any view of the Multi-Ghoul. He’d make a silent fuss as he bent his body or flipped his guitar around in a spectacle that the little Bug seemed to deem far more interesting than Swiss of all Ghouls. Swiss was stuck up on a platform in the back. Phantom was out in front, free to move around as he wished. The fans should want to film him.

It was adorable really, how the taste of the limelight gets the new Bug all jealous. But Swiss has been with the band long enough to know that everyone has favorites, and no matter what Phantom does, that won’t stop the fans from wanting to film Swiss.

So the little Bug likes attention, huh? Swiss smiles as he shakes his hips in tempo with his tambourine.

He can do that.

He just has to wait for the opportune moment.

Thankfully it comes not long after Swiss makes his plan. Phantom is a younger Ghoul by the rest of the pack’s standards, and his want—no need—for attention is so obvious now that Swiss has keyed into it.

Always talking, asking questions, commenting on anything any other Ghoul or even Papa is doing. Staring with those big round lavender eyes as he asks for cuddles or for someone to help him with something.

So easy. So predictable.

He starts giving the Bug just the lightest bits of attention. Little bits that are sure to leave Phantom wanting more.

Casually asking what book he’s reading from across their respective bunks on the tour bus, watching those lavender eyes glow as Phantom explains the contents of the book Swiss couldn’t care less about. Giving Phantom little bites of his road snacks, something that’s normally off limits to any of the other Ghouls, offered like a secret. A gentle grip to the back of the Quintessence Ghoul’s neck and a soft, “Good job out there,” after a Ritual.

Swiss is a Multi Ghoul after all. He’s good at playing anyone like an instrument.

Swiss is careful not to give too much, just enough to leave the little Bug wanting and nothing more. It’s a delicate balance, almost a fun little game for Swiss to pass the time with. Thinking and planning on what he’s going to do next to make Phantom want his attention more and more.

He knows it’s working by the smell. The desperate little scent that’s downright delicious. The way that Phantom keeps trying to get closer to Swiss, sitting or laying down next to him with as little space between them as possible; trying to twine his tail with Swiss, as if it will change Swiss’ mind when he decides to finally move.

The stupidly cute thing about Phantom is that as much as he loves attention, he doesn’t like to use his words and ask for it. He’s stubborn that way, and Swiss intends to break him.

Finally, the opportunity comes when a hotel is booked after a venue, Copia too goddamn tired to want to even think about getting on the road again until tomorrow, and he passes out hotel keycards with a tired expression, reminding his Ghouls not to stay out too late or cause any irreparable damage.

He’s roomed with Rain, and he notices that Mountain is paired with Phantom.

It all comes together too easily, really. Far easier than it should have, but that just means that his plan has worked.

Half of the pack decides to go out for a few drinks before settling down, the rush of energy from the Ritual still singing in their blood, but Phantom—who normally joins them—claims he has a headache and says he’s going to turn in for the night. Swiss doesn’t believe it for a moment.

It’s as easy as anything to get Mountain to trade key cards with him, especially as he claims he’s going to head back to the hotel early, and wants to check on Phantom.

“Going to finally give him what he’s been asking for?” Mountain asks behind the lip of his beer bottle, and Swiss has to laugh.

“Please, Mount, I don’t kiss and tell,” he teases, slipping the keycard into his pocket.

“That’s a lie,” Mountain comments back, but says nothing else, nodding his head as a goodbye before Swiss turns to leave the bar.

It’s thankfully a short cab ride back to the hotel, and Swiss gives the tired woman at the front desk a tooth full smile as he passes towards the elevator. He wonders if she’ll be the one who will be getting noise complaints later on.

Finally, without much fanfare, he’s right outside the hotel room. Even without being inside, he can just faintly smell desire sharp desire radiating through the door. He stands to enjoy it for one long moment, before slipping the card into the lock.

The click of the door opening makes him smirk, and he can’t help the anticipation. All the work is finally going to pay off.

And oh, pay off it does.

The heady scent hits Swiss the same time the visual does, and he can’t help but moan over a filthy chuckle as he looks at the little Bug, his cock already starting to perk up in his jeans.

Legs bent nearly up to his ears as he desperately tugs at his cock, tail wrapped around his own thigh and moans muffled by cute little fangs digging into his plush lips. The slick sounds of him frantically jacking himself off nearly makes Swiss laugh again, but he simply watches for a long moment, endlessly entertained by the fact that Phantom is so wrapped up in himself, that he hasn’t even heard Swiss yet.

“Headache, huh?” He finally says before closing the door and dropping his human glamour. A fleeting thought crosses his mind about leaving it open, but no, he’s not about to share what he worked so hard for to any human who might walk by.

Phantom’s eyes shoot open, and he gasps sharply before trying to scramble himself together, like he wasn’t just desperately jacking himself off. “Swiss!” He shouts, breathless, pretty doe eyes so wide and already watery.

Oh, Swiss is going to ruin him.

He approaches a few steps, tail swaying like a predator toying his prey but ends up watching the little Bug from the archway into the room proper, crossing his arms and propping himself against the wall, a knowing smirk that he couldn’t stop if he tried stretching his lips.

“Came to check on you, little Bug.....” he says softly. “Seems like you’re feeling better?”

Phantom has a blanket thrown haphazardly thrown over his crotch, and he’s blushing so hard he’s nearly glowing. It’s cute, the little display, and Swiss aches to pull the blanket away, but he refrains, stays in his place and looks.

The Quintessence Ghoul starts to babble, “I—w-well....I was.....you—the Ritual?”

“Pent up?” Swiss supplies with an arch of his brow.

Phantom’s head drops and he looks away, digging a fang into his plush lip again. Swiss wonders if he can make Phantom pierce it hard enough to make it bleed.

“Interesting.....” Swiss says, finally pushing himself off the wall, moving into the room. He stops looking directly at the lithe Ghoul, pretending to contemplate his movements as he reaches the chair in the corner. “And here I was, thinking that you were hurting....”

“I—“ Phantom hesitates, as Swiss pulls the chair to settle it in front of the bed where Phantom sits, still flabbergasted, trying to explain himself.

It’s so cute.

Swiss wants to see him cry.

“But you’re hurting in another way, aren’t you, Bug?” Swiss asks, settling himself down in the chair, feigning nonchalance, inspecting his fingernails as he settles with one knee draped over another. It’s tight against his half hard cock, but he’ll deal with it for the moment.

A whimper is what he gets in return, and another smile stretches its way across the Multi Ghoul’s lips.

So easy.

“It’s a shame you didn’t ask.....” his tone is light, then darkens as he flicks his eyes to Phantom, who’s mouth is dropped open slightly as he stares at Swiss, almost as if he can’t believe that the Multi Ghoul is here. He’s almost surprised that Phantom hasn’t tried to demand that he leave, but the tent in the blanket covering the little Ghoul’s lap tells Swiss everything. “But you don’t like to ask for attention, do you?”

Phantom’s mouth gapes and closes like a goldfish for a few moments, trying to decide what to say, maybe try to defend himself, but Swiss isn’t interested.

He goes in for the kill.

He moves, leaning his elbows onto his knees and staring at Phantom with sharp red eyes. “You like to demand attention, don’t you, little Bug?” He growls. “You like to take it when it doesn’t belong to you....”

Phantom swallows sharply before whining again, working his hands into the blankets, squirming at the intense gaze. “I—“

“Stomping in front of fans when they’re trying to take pictures of me. When they’re trying to film me.” Swiss outright growls, and he doesn’t miss the way Phantom’s covered cock twitches at the words, even as he tries to come up with a silly, stupid excuse that Swiss doesn’t care about.

“I’m sorry Swiss, I just—“

“Well you have my attention now, Bug,” Swiss interrupts, before settling against the back of the chair again, his arms draped over the armrests. “What are you going to do with it?”

Phantom gapes at him again, like he honestly can’t believe what’s happening, before he licks his already slick lips, enough that it makes Swiss groan a little under his breath. Phantom chirps at the sound, and Swiss chuffs lowly back.

“Color, Bug.” Swiss says, and that seems to knock Phantom out of his surprised headspace.

“Green,” he says softly, still kneading nervously at the sheets.

Swiss quirks a brow. “Bug....”

“Green, Sir....” Phantom replies, his lithe little chest huffing with pants.

Eyeing him, Swiss says. “You tell me if that changes.”

“Yes, Sir.” Without any hesitation.

Swiss smiles. “Good boy.”

The whimper he gets in return makes the smile widen.

“Show me, Bug......let me see how desperate I got your cock.”

Phantom whines and scrambles to follow directions, and Swiss relaxes further into the chair, unabashedly reaching to knead at his cock through his jeans. What an easy thing Phantom is.

When said Ghoul pulls the blanket back and reveals his still twitching, wet cock, Swiss licks at his lips before cooing. “Aw, look at that.....so hard aren’t you?”

“So hard, Sir....” Phantom replies, his hands still shaking at his sides. His tail has wrapped around his middle, his torso lithe enough that he can wrap around it almost twice.

Swiss bets he could wrap his hands around it and almost have his fingers touch.

Oh, but what a good boy he is for not touching himself before Swiss says he can. He tells Phantom so, and it gets him a keening little moan.

“Sw-Swiss...”

“I know, Bug,” Swiss can’t help the condescension out of his tone. The wanting, pathetic little whines he’s plucking out of the Quintessence Ghoul are oh so yummy, and he wants to hear more.

“You just can’t help but be a slave to your cock, can you? So brainless and horny aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” replies Phantom dumbly after another thick swallow, and Swiss doesn’t reprimand him for the lack of ‘Sir’ due to how blissed out he already looks just by Swiss’ words alone.

So damn easy. What a power trip.

“Why don’t you show me how you were touching that little dick before I caught you?” Swiss says easily, already knowing the Quintessence Ghoul will do just as he asks.

Phantom shudders, but flashes those doe eyes and pouts those plump little lips at him as he shifts back against the pillows and the headboard, throwing his knees up so easily and smoothly it makes Swiss’ cock throb even as phantom mutters, “Not little...”

“Oh?” Swiss archs a brow. “I think it is....bet I could cover the whole thing with just one of my hands....”

And that gets the little Bug to start jerking again, whining and screwing his eyes shut at the slick sounds that start up again so very quickly. Swiss chuckles, and it makes Phantom squirm and moan, his tail shifting to wrap around his own thigh.

Swiss can’t help but be cruel. “Eyes on me, Bug.....you wanted my attention and if you squander it now I’ll fucking get up and leave....”

“No!” Phantom gasps, eyes shooting open. Swiss groans, his cock kicking as the smaller Ghoul opens his legs wider, pulls them back even more so Swiss can really see how he’s stripping his cock, hurtling himself towards an orgasm that the Multi Ghoul isn’t so sure that he wants to happen just yet. He’s practically folded himself in half now, and damn does Swiss want to tease the needy little thing.

“Look at yourself.....look how needy you are and how wet you’re making yourself.....so pathetic....” He sneers. “You could have had my hand or my mouth on your cock if you would have just asked... but now we’re here. Watch as you jerk yourself stupid, Phantom.”

Little Bug follows the order beautifully, tilting his head down to watch himself jerk, taking a moment every few strokes to smear more of the pre-cum that’s blurting out of his slit and smear it down his shaft for a smoother glide, little grunts and moans coming unbidden from his throat, like he can’t even help it.

He’s so pathetic and needy. It’s cute.

Swiss watches, rapt, as Phantom tugs himself closer and closer to orgasm, and when the little Ghoul’s tongue lolls out of his mouth, Swiss finally notices something that he can’t help but voice as his own cock spills pre-cum into his underwear and sends a shiver down his spine.

“Sathanas....looks like you’re flexible enough to suck your own cock if you wanted...”

It was meant to tease, meant to send Phantom closer and closer to the edge he’s so desperately gunning for, but Swiss’ eyes widen, caught off guard for the first time tonight when Phantom shifts, nearly locking his knees behind his ears and leaning down to lick filthy and wet over his cock slit, whining sharply before fluttering his eyes shut and bending himself just that little bit more to take the leaking head of his cock into his mouth.

“Fuck~” Swiss swears sharply, unable to stop himself from kneading hard at his clothed cock as he watches Phantom give himself a firm suck, sure by now that a wet spot is forming on the denim, but he’s not going to take his eyes off of Phantom to check, not in a million years.

The little Ghoul moans at the feeling of his own mouth, and while he doesn’t seem to be able to get more than the head into it, that doesn’t stop him from sucking and licking at it like the worlds most pornographic lollipop, keening and moaning and dripping saliva and pre-cum all over himself. One of his hands still tugs freely at the rest of his cock, and Swiss feels like his head is going to explode.

Fucking hell, the surprises his little Bug has.

As wonderful and mind-numbingly erotic the sight of Phantom desperately sucking at his own cock is, the noises coming out of the Quintessence Ghoul’s mouth are telling, and Swiss still doesn’t want to let him cum just yet, so despite himself, he barks out, “That’s enough, Phantom.”

He groans when Phantom doesn’t stop, too much into himself and his singleminded quest for cumming down his own throat.

But he can’t have that. So Swiss decides to take matters into his own hands. He stands suddenly, and kneels onto the bed, reaching to quickly thread his fingers into Phantom’s soft hair, pulling him back with a sharp movement. He growls at the little Ghoul’s whine at dislodging him so close to his orgasm, but it turns into a cruel smirk as Phantom blinks up at him with oh so wet eyes, lips swollen and face flushed dark from the exertion and pleasure. “Such a dirty little pathetic slut,” he taunts, gripping Phantom’s hair tighter in his fist just to see him wince and hear him whine, the sound high and feminine and absolutely delicious. “When the Hell did I say you could orgasm....?”

It seems to take a few moments for Phantom to register what he’s said, and Swiss revels isn’t he fact that he’s gotten the little Bug so deep so quickly. “B-but....” Phantom’s lip wobbles, and Swiss groans, the tears that have gathered at the edges of Phantom’s eyes finally streaming down his cheeks.

Swiss has a wonderfully terrible idea then, and he smiles, all fang as he reaches into his pocket to pull out his phone.

“Do it again Bug,” he croons, aiming the phone at the little Ghoul. “And I’ll make sure that everyone sees.”

Phantom can’t disobey if he tried.

#ghost bc #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #swiss/phantom #swiss/aeon #swiss army ghoul #swiss ghoul #phantom ghoul #aeon ghoul #swiss x phantom #swiss x aeon #phantom x Swiss #aeon x Swiss #ghost fanfiction #ghost band fanfic #my writing

[aroaceleovaldez]

i mean it when i say we've gotta bring back askblogs. bring back making character chat posts with poor choice text colors over random backgrounds. bring back blogs dedicated to what outfits you think characters would wear.

fandom is an ecosystem, not a numbers game. these types of blogs/posts/etc still exist in concept, because people still want to make them and they're a great way to get your thoughts of an idea out in a simple format, but most people make them on like tiktok or instagram reels and that's where the problem lies. Those videos don't go anywhere. The format doesn't allow for the discussion to spread through the community and they're less likely to be engaged with in general. And to make them most people have to either show their face or figure out editing software, so the barrier to entry is higher (editing) and/or they have to forfeit an amount of privacy.

those types of posts/blogs are the first rung of the ecosystem. they're the perfect environment for younger members of the fandom to begin safely interacting with the larger community and putting their own thoughts and ideas out there. roleplay is the other major spot for that and those communities are diminishing as well, honestly (if you know of an rp forum board site, cherish it. and if you can make one, make one). they allow younger fans to begin engaging with the source material on a different/deeper level, but still at a very low barrier to entry, and begin conversations with other fans, which also helps them build skills which in turn may encourage them to pursue other avenues within the fandom (fic writing, other formats of askblog - which itself usually leads to art, cosplay, also fic writing, etc). Without those places to build those skills, they might feel discouraged from trying to begin when surrounded by curated people who have built their skills up for years.

And those conversations they foster also in turn help the community, by offering ideas to artists or fic writers to extrapolate on or building community jokes. And that text/blog format specifically is extremely beneficial, because it allows younger members of the fandom to remain anonymous and keep their privacy without concerning themselves with having any platform or having anything attached to them (very important for young fans figuring themselves out and navigating online community spaces for the first time, since they can remove themselves from spaces easily if they decide they don't like it and they're protected, rather than PUTTING THEIR FACE ON THE INTERNET). And those posts they make will spread a lot more into the community since they're in a significantly easier format to be reposted (few people are gonna be reposting tons of random short-form videos versus spamming their instagrams with reposts of 10 random fandom images yoinked from tumblr, or reposting to pinterest or something). Like, don't repost art, at the VERY least don't repost without credit, but also I am not ignorant to the fact that my art is not just the first google image result for "pjo pride" and related searches, but also the 4th, the 6th, the 9th, the 10th, the 11th, etc etc., and pops up in the search results before the official ReadRiordan does simply because people reposted my work more (most with credit, thankfully).

For fandom to be a community, it needs to perpetuate itself. There needs to be engagement with one another and conversation. If that bottom rung is cut off, then new fans won't be able to grow into the other niches of the fandom, and the fandom will be solely reliant on the source material and die out extremely quickly, and there won't be a community. There's no conversation! There's no reason to stay beyond the original material! But if you don't have points of entry for new fans, they won't have any way to build the skills needed to move into those niches, or engage with the community in a healthy way.

tl;dr: Bring back askblogs and character-based text post blogs. They are vital to fandom ecosystem.

#fandom #long post // #i know many people jest about tumblr posts being reposted often to other social media #but there's a reason for that! because few other social media these days are primarily text-based! and tumblr is a BLOGGING website! #we're built for sharing random essays! which means we have a LOT of word-heavy stuff #that other platforms can really only have in a different format - usually either image or video - due to character limits #and videos - even short form video - is far less engaged with because it takes more time to interact with #and short form videos of this nature ^ are usually only reposted in like. long-form video format compilations #which are pretty equally if not even less frequently interacted with #because most of those other social media platforms dont have good ways to easily share posts en mass like tumblr's reblog function #so even if those posts do get shared they rarely go far and even if they do they dont stick around #i also personally dont think it's coincidental that general fandom attitude shifts occurred circa 2016-2018 #around the same time as the major shift away from tumblr due to the bans #anyways if you run one of those types of blogs i respect you immensely #you are underappreciated but you fulfill an important ecological niche #also i know rp blogs are still a thing but theyre much more scarce and rp communities in general are drying up

[dipplinduo]

(Me being sad that the thought I’ve been putting into headcanons for dipplinshipping and kieran himself are going down the drain due to the asks not being answered)

Nooooo anon don't be sad!!! It's always my intention to engage and interact with you guys, it's literally my favorite thing about using Tumblr and being involved in the dipplinshipping community. I promise you I am reading everything, and I want to read your thoughts! It just takes me a little time to get to them. <3 And to prove I mean that, here's some straightforward transparency:

I was working on Chapters 7 & 8 of S&S Dipplins over the past few days, and when I'm writing, it is a timeeee suckeerrrrr, so I've had less time for asks.

I've also been relatively active in the discord server (that's centered around discussions & supporting other creatives in general) and on AO3 when people engage with my writing on there.

Sometimes I'm contemplating how I'm going to be responding to asks, and may delay responding so I can give a more thought-out response rather than just posting it without interacting back.

I try to be mindful about the content that I'm posting. I often receive asks that reference other media I'm not familiar with, and I actually have a process where I set aside some time to screen the media myself so I can do my best to make sure nothing inappropriate, harmful, or insensitive is referenced in a way where it could cause discomfort to the community.

On a similar note, there are some cases where asks appear to be too inappropriate for one reason or another (in which case, I do not interact) or border a line where I need some time to reflect on whether or not I feel its appropriate to interact with publicly; I have a pretty big comfort zone myself, but I try to account for others' comfort, too. This blog is almost a month old now, and I'm still trying to figure out the overall tone of it as it experiences growth. Part of that involves figuring out how to be intentional with what content I'm curating, and that takes time.

For the asks that are about/related to my fic writing: sometimes I may choose not to respond due to spoilers (whether it be if someone correctly guessed something or got close enough for some spoilers, or if someone is reacting very immediately to a chapter I might've literally just posted. I tend to delay responding in these instances to wait for others to have time to read updates so they don't encounter unwanted spoilers on Tumblr).

I try to respond to asks in bursts, and often try to group them together when I can (e.g., answering a group of asks that appear to be related in theme). But even then, I can't quite get through them all in one sitting. This is a screenshot of my inbox at the time of writing this:

...and this number may fluctuate at times (e.g., sometimes people may send in more asks when they see I'm actively online and answering asks).

That being said: this response isn't meant to complain or create excuses for ask delays in the slightest - I am very lucky and privileged to experience this level of engagement from you all across platforms, and it's something I really want to handle with care. I know a lot of you have likely followed me because of the way asks function in this blog, and it's quite literally a charm that cannot operate without you guys. I'm just hoping this breakdown can clear some air so you can know that there are a lot of moving pieces, and it is never my intention to exclude anybody when they reach out and interact. You have all been wonderful to me and I intend to treat you with the same respect. <3

I'm answering asks again right now, and will be on the lookout for headcanons & kieran-focused questions!

#asks #dipplinshipping #kieran pokemon #kieran x juliana pokemon #juliana pokemon #juliana x kieran pokemon #kieran x juliana #juliana x kieran #dipplinshipping headcanons

[olderthannetfic]

re: reposting anon. I am genuinely curious - where’s the generally agreed upon line?

People repost content all the time and get celebrated for it. Tweet threads, reddit posts, memes, and quotes from various sites get screenshot and put on tumblr all the time, and the only complaining I see is folks who want everyone to use image IDs.

I personally always ask before I post someone’s art to another social media site, and am often directed to the artist’s profile to share from there, but even more often am told it’s fine with a direct link and credit to the artist. I’ve never reposted fic. That feels more invasive to me in some nebulous way, but I do post fic recs, and I’ve never asked permission to make fic recs, either.

Clearly no one (sane) is saying there should be no content moving between sites unless the original artist puts it there, but tweets et al are just as much the intellectual property of their OPs as art and fics are of those creators.

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It's hard to say.

I do have qualms about the endless twitter reposts on tumblr even as I reblog some of the funnier ones. I have zero qualms about using that one bird rights screencap as a reaction to things all over the internet. I never have qualms about reccing in whatever space I choose to use. The desire for historical preservation and the desire for control of one's own content are directly in opposition, and I tend to fall somewhat more on the historical preservation side.

Reposting to twitter is especially contentious because twitter is even more of a generator of mass harassment than other platforms. If you reposted to Dreamwidth, that shit isn't retweetable/rebloggable, and nobody's paying attention anyway, so the level of drama is going to be lower. If you save a copy on your own computer or repost to a private discord, who's going to know?

I don't mind a pithy quote being quoted elsewhere because it's funny. That's typical fair use. I absolutely mind my content being used to further sites I think we should mass abandon and make die. Twitter is at the top of that list.

[lilmissnatcat24]

omg thank you so much for the tag my gorgeous @milkywayes i ADORE getting tagged in stuff like this

When did you post your first ever fanfic?

i think it was like in 2014? something like that? i was in high school

First Character(s) you wrote?

i don't want to talk about it (self insert fanfiction with the guy who plays voldemort in a very potter musical)

Main Character(s) you’re currently writing?

femshep/garrus

Character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan to write about soon?

i'm dying to write a jack/miranda fic, and if i dip my toe into red dead i'll post arthur/charles, and if i write cyberpunk 2077 i'll write v/judy

Fandom(s) you’re currently writing?

mass effect, planning on red dead 2, cyberpunk 2077, and sword catcher (because that book is changing my life)

Platonic pairing(s) you’re currently writing?

shepard/liara and garrus/wrex. both beautiful dynamics (my hottest take is that i just really don't care for liara's romance, i much prefer her as your bff)

Romantic pairing(s) you’re currently writing?

lil bit of shakarian, lil bit of shrios

Your top AO3 tags?

one bed, fluff and smut, whump, dom garrus vakarian

Current platform you use for posting?

used to be wattpad, but i'm on the ao3 grind now because i reect myself

Snippet of the WIP you are currently working on?

this is going in this week's chapter, i can't tell you how pumped i am for this

She’d never officially learned how to warp something. She’d tried, obviously, back in the Alliance. She’d drill all day until she would collapse on the ground, had to be spoon fed electrolyte water mixed with protein powder until she at least got the energy to vomit the sludge up. There was just something that never clicked, she could never figure it out. 

Until now. She knew exactly what was missing. 

Fucking vengeance. 

She channeled her biotic field in the dead center of the krogan’s chest. She imagined ripping his gullet open and filling it with acid. He stopped in his tracks, as if he were put in a stasis. But blood started to pool from his chest. She felt a tug pulling at her jaw, threatening to throw her forward. But she kept going, kept finding every little nerve and blood capsule in the krogan’s body and dismantling it. He fell to his knees and she rose to her feet. Her ears were roaring, her chest was tightening and tightening, but she didn’t dare stop because if she stopped then Garrus would be in danger-- 

“Shepard!” She vaguely heard Garrus call her name, but he was entirely in another plane of existence. The krogan was still moving, his eyelids still fluttered, his limbs still convulsed. It wasn’t enough, it was never enough. She extended out her other arm, she imagined her biotic forces forming into a javelin that would strike his chest and tear him apart, tear him in half, tear him like she tied his limbs to threshers and made them pull him until he was nothing more than blood and guts-- 

“Shepard!” Garrus took her shoulders in his hands. She dropped the krogan instantly, meeting his eyes. And for the first time, when Garrus looked at her, she saw fear. Genuine fear. Shepard took a gulping, quivering breath. Her head pounded like the worst hangover she’d ever experienced in her life, her teeth chattered. “He’s dead, okay! You can stop now, he’s dead.” 

She dared to look down at the krogan. He looked as though his entire body had been leached from blood, pooling around him as if his body were suddenly poisonous. Shepard did that. Shepard did that. She wanted to throw up, she wanted to laugh, she wanted to curl up and cry under her sheets. 

“Fuck,” she whispered to herself, her voice sounding unfamiliar to her own ears. 

“Since when have you been able to warp something like that?” Garrus asked incredulously, a hint of awe in his voice. 

“I-- I’ve never…” She felt as though someone had replaced her brain with sand, and it was pouring out of her eyes and her ears and her nose. Bile rose in her throat, she forced herself to swallow it down. 

“Crap, Del, why did you choose now to test it out?” 

Shepard looked at Garrus. The fear, the trepidation hadn’t entirely left his expression. What could she say? Garrus was in danger, that krogan was going to kill him? She wouldn't let anything bad happen to him, not after all of this time. So what if she molecularly decimated a lumbering alien at point-blank range? Garrus was okay, he was alive, he was breathing-- 

“I just…” she gave a little shake of her head. “I just did.” 

Garrus swallowed, not breaking eye contact with Shepard. He took a step towards her and cupped her face in his hands. His hands were so big, his palms rested entirely on her cheeks, his thumbs on her jaw. She could feel his subvocals from his touch, she was desperate to know what they meant. For a wild moment, Shepard thought he was about to kiss her. Surrounded by a pile of dead bodies, Fist waiting for them in his backrooms, and Garrus Vakarian was about to kiss her--

But he just traced a finger gingerly underneath both of her eyes. “Your eyes are bleeding…” he whispered, almost so quietly she couldn’t hear it. She squeezed them, feeling the blood inch down her cheeks. They didn’t feel any different than tears.

for the tag don't at all feel pressured to do it but here ya go @carnivorousbelvedere @otemporanerys @westernlarch

#fanfic ask

[ship-mista]

Hey Howdy Mista-Lovers! It's finally time! I present to you...

🔫🔫🔫

MISTA HAREM WEEK!

Running from November 27th until our best boy's birthday on December 3rd!

This post will cover info, rules, prompts... and more? Check it out!

Also find me on Twitter:

https://www.twitter.com/ship_mista

Question One: What is Mista Harem Week?

Short answer: A week dedicated to any and all relationships featuring Mista!

Long answer: A seven-day creation spree featuring everyone's favorite gunslinger in all types of relationships!

We welcome:

➼ All pairings (But rarepairs are encouraged!)

➼ All types of love (Platonic, romantic, chaotic -- you name it!)

➼ And all types of fanworks!

Question Two: Well, are there any rules?

Short answer: There are!

Long answer:

Rule 1. The Prompts and Schedule are Optional!

Prompts are for inspiration, not restriction! Feel free to use the prompts, mix-and-match, post out of order, or throw everything out altogether. The world is your oyster!

Rule 2. Tag your ships!

People want to find their OTPs and avoid their NOTPs. Tagging ships is essential.

Rule 3. Use warnings for NSFW content!

I will only reblog sensitive/explicit material if it is censored or cropped. But that doesn't mean "don't make it"! It just means I am limited by platform restrictions.

Rule 5. The Most Important Rule!

Be kind to one another!

Please follow the three laws of fandom:

➼ Don't Like; Don't Read

➼ Your Kink is Not My Kink (And that's okay!)

➼ Ship and Let Ship

(And use tags!)

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Now, here's what you've all been waiting for. (Or maybe that's just me!)

The Prompt List!

November 27

❤️ "Meet & Greet"

How did Mista meet the object of his affection? How did he woo his current flame? (Or was he wooed instead?) Who made the first move?

Meet & Greet is about first meetings, first dates, first kisses. What is the start of something beautiful?

⭐ Mista x Allies

We all know Mista likes his friends. But does he LIKE-like his friends?

What if something canon-compliant where Mista dates his team. Or an AU where Mista's part of a different squad. Maybe an AU where a canon ally is now an enemy?

So many options!

November 28

❤️ "Run & Gun"

How do Mista and his partner run missions? How do they run for groceries?

Run & Gun could be about day-to-day life. Does Mista like to jog? How would he teach someone to shoot?

(Or maybe it's about fighting and shooting each other! Up to you!)

⭐ Mista x Enemies

We all might love Mista... but not everyone does (a shock! I know).

Would Mista befriend his enemies in true JoJo's fashion? Would Mista fall into a star-crossed romance, doomed for tragedy from the start? Would he forgive someone who betrayed him?

November 29

❤️ "Streets & Sheets"

Mista in the streets, still Mista in the sheets.

Streets & Sheets is about the difference between public life and private life.

Does Mista like public displays of affection? Could he keep a relationship a secret?

⭐ Mista x Anyone in Golden Wind

Anyone in Golden Wind canon is fair game, here. Anime, manga, novels, you name it.

(Also, listen... I think Mista could land Giorno's mom. And Giorno's dad. And also Giorno's mysterious gangster hero.)

November 30

❤️ "Wake up & Make-up"

Morning routines! Coffee, cuddling, curtain-fic. Who's the morning person? Who would rather DIE than wake up before noon?

Wake up & Make-up is about domesticity. Or maybe it's about Mista in drag! You know he'd rock a winged eyeliner.

⭐ Mista x Anyone in JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Could you imagine if Mista, Hol Horse, and Foo Fighters met? What a wild adventure those three gun-toting hotties would have.

What if Mista were in a different Part? What if he met Joseph in his prime? Chaos.

December 1

❤️ "Short Skirts & T-Shirts"

Pining from afar, jealousy, falling in love with your neighbor... Could Mista keep his love to himself or does he wear his heart on his sleeve?

Or maybe this is the fashion episode. (Does he have a whole zoo of animal-print pants?)

⭐ Mista x Anyone outside of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

I'm thinking... Sherlock Holmes... SpongeBob Squarepants... Lassie. Literally anyone or anything is fair game here. Go wild!!!

December 2

❤️ "Showers & Flowers"

After it rains, life grows.

Showers & Flowers could be about recovering from adversity and trauma. We know Mista's had his fair share of both.

Or maybe it's about who hogs the shower, who brings flowers in apology, who likes the rain?

⭐ Mista x Your OC

This is your chance to ship Mista with your OC. Any OC. I mean it!

A JoJo's OC? Absolutely. Another anime OC? Yes PLEASE! Your D&D character? Live your best life! Your cringy middle-school cat boy OC? I would LITERALLY die for him.

December 3

❤️ "Happy Birthday"

A free day!

I'd honestly love it if everyone shared their favorite piece of someone else's work. Spread the love! Give the gift of Mista to the masses.

⭐ Mista x Your favorite character

Literally any character from anything, as long as they're your favorite. Gush about your favorite character, gush about Mista. Gush about Gushers. Gimme all those gooey feelings.

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And that's it! That's all the info I have. Feel free to DM me if you have any questions, any comments, any concerns. Above all, I want this account and this ship week to just express all the love in the world for one Guido Mista.

Have fun! Be positive!

How do you @ship-mista?

#guido mista #mista harem week 2022 #jjba golden wind

[beautifulpersonpeach]

Alright one final ask from me about Enhypen. Are you active in their fandom? It’s hard for me to imagine you as another kind of fan cos you’re so ARMY-coded. If you’re active as an Engene, what is your experience like? How does it compare to being an ARMY?

***

Yeah I’m active. A couple of my friends are hardcore Engenes so I can rely on them to get me up to speed while I float in and out of the fandom when I like.

Lately, I enjoy my time far more in their fandom and in my ARMY Twitter space (which I’ve curated), than in ARMY spaces on other platforms including Tumblr. There’s less braindead discourse for one thing. All Engenes have been talking about for the last week, is how amazing the new album is going to be, arguing about what the songs could sound like, who would do what part or what the choreography will look like. People are making full out instrumentals just based on the teasers and mood samplers. Theorists are also hard at work wondering if Sohee is the innocent victim they thought she is, when it’s possible she’s the reason they’re vampires to begin with. I’ve seen more people commenting on how incredible their vocals are just based on the teaser sound clips, than anyone worrying about anything else. Etc.

There’s chatter here and there about charts and voting for this or that, but that’s typical for all k-pop fandoms. I vote for the group when I feel like it and when I do my usual BTS voting.

One of the members, Jake, is actually having his birthday today, so it’s been laughs and giggles on my TL all day because he’s one of the funnier members in the group, and the other members kinda love trolling him (not as much as they do Jay though).

The Engene fandom also has their fair share of akgaes - this is a sort of ‘legacy attribute’ from when the group was being formed on I-land and each member had to be voted in or otherwise individually selected. But most of those akgaes are people from Big3 fandoms who have moved on to other survivor show groups (eg ZB1), so the wider Engene fandom knows how to recognize and treat them, and the focus is instead placed on the group as a whole. Another major difference is there’s significantly bigger participation from Japanese k-pop fans within the Engene fandom because of Ni-ki. So the Japanese translation accounts and fanbases are often just as big as the Korean ones.

I also enjoy spending time with Jaywon stans and shippers because they’re chill and fun, kinda like how jikook shipping spaces used to be until about a year ago.

Overall, it’s a fun space to be. Occasionally you see the weirdos who are genuinely in love with the members and possibly running batteries down in the middle of the night while reading their fics, or the akgaes who have zero sense of boundaries and live out their insecurities through the members, but most people are pretty fun, chill, and passionate in all the best ways about loving those seven guys.

I’m the same there as I am here lol. :)

#bts fandom #bts army #Enhypen fandom #enhypen #bts #jikook #jaywon #fandom behaviour

[littlemisskittentoes]

Get To Know Your Fanfic Writer!

first and foremost, massive thank you to @affectionatelyrs for the tag. it made me smile lots 💖

When Did You Post Your First Fanfic?

I’m still such a baby to posting fanfic. I have a long history of starting something, and leaving it to die unfinished.

My maiden voyage of actually finish something and posting was less than a month ago! Only this past September.

First Characters You Wrote For?

Unfinished and unposted? Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson.

First ones other people actually got to witness? FirstPrince, my beloveds.

Main Characters You’re Currently Writing For?

FirstPrince, my beloveds.

I’m also hoping to dive a bit more into June and Nora!

Characters You Haven’t Written About Before, But Plan to Soon?

Nora and Alex’s friendship. I think their connection is so sweet and special. I just haven’t dove too far into it yet.

Platonic Pairings You Currently Write For?

Honestly, I haven’t written too much of the platonic connections within the Super Six into my fics yet. But, I cannot help but give Pez some screen time.

I so completely adore Pez and Henry’s friendship. That being said, I’m also so in love with Pez’s character that I am terrified of writing him and doing any sort of disservice to the enigma that is Percy Okonjo. So, I still find myself straying away from really diving into including Pez. One of these days…

Romantic Pairings You Currently Write For?

FirstPrince, my beloveds. And also, as of tonight, Nora and June!

Your Top 3 AO3 Tags?

1. Hurt/Comfort

2. Fluff

3. ‘No beta’ related tags… 😬

Current Platform Where You Post Your Works?

AO3, baby!

A Snippet From a Current WIP?

A snippet from an assassination attempt WIP, that will still not be posted for quite some time—

“Forever” moved from being feeling, something Alex could feel waltzing in the air around Henry, to something hiding in the corners of their brownstone. It whispered in the steam rising from their mugs– early gray for Henry, coffee with only sugar and cinnamon for Alex. In the way the mug was always hot and waiting for him on the counter when Alex finally dragged himself out of their bed and down the stairs, long minutes after Henry had convinced himself to stir.

(Henry admitted once that the cinnamon was a stolen strategy: one selfishly burrowed away into his memory after tracing the words along the fact sheet that had fallen into his lap the weekend all those years ago. Almost like his own personal four-leaf clover.)

Now, “forever” peeked out from the chain hanging above their sink, swaying softly in the breeze, when they eased the window open in the spring. The key and ring clinking together like piano keys; the melody so far away from the dependence they used to cling to in order to ground themselves.

(Alex whispered to Henry one night, bodies still damp beneath a light sheet. It had been when the touch of their skin against one another was still new. The butterflies still fluttered in quiet nervousness. Both of them were still in awe that they were allowed this now.

Alex’s eyes stayed closed, and the chain along his neck rose and fell quickly with his still-racing heart. He whispered into Henry’s neck that it was funny– how he never took this key off, but he had never felt further from the boy he had been in Texas. Henry had held him closer, let the warmth of his skin pour into Alex’s while the gravity of deciding to go to law school, to relax his grip on the idea of a life he had picked for himself, had run himself ragged trying to hold on to, sunk in.)

“Forever” inked itself into the ring along their left hands, and the phone numbers of florists and highlighted tasting appointments dotted along their shared calendar by the door.

Happy wasn’t novel or exhilaratingly new anymore. It was comfortable and safe now, like the sound of waves lapping at the dock of the lake house, or the echo of solitary footsteps around the marble halls of the V&A.

Perhaps that's why the red of Alex’s blood along his crisp button down, blooming like the freshly steeped agua de jamaica Henry had sipped nervously his first time meeting Alex’s tías, confused Henry at first. He had to hear the pop echo along the street, chased away by shrill screams of people around them. He had to watch Alex watch the spot creep out. He had to watch Alex press his shaking hand, glinting with that damn ring, against his chest. He had to watch Alex’s knees give out and race towards the concrete of the sidewalk before he understood.

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[azarothsoren]

I noticed you’re a big fan of Del Toro’s Pinocchio cuz I keep seeing you in the tags a lot. Do you have any pairings? And also, what do you think of the following ships: Wood Sprite × Candlewick's mom, Pinocchio × Candlewick, Sebastian × Geppetto, etc. ?

Yeah, I am.

I do have some pairings yes but not among those you listed. But since you asked nicely enough I guess I’ll give my two cents.

Wood Sprite x Candlewick’s mom — I’ve seen a fic of this… I think it’s ok in terms of the age and the fact it’s not connected to weird porn art, but I personally think that Candlewick’s mom, if we have to pair her with a lady, would be best suited with the Dottore’s wife since they’re usually close to one another. That and the latter blushes when she and her “husband” (read: beard) go visit the blacksmith’s.

Pinocchio x Candlewick — this is contentious for me. They’re both ten years old, firstly, and not only that but distinctly Pinocchio doesn’t age in canon terms. Candlewick, if he lives, would age and be a young adult by the time Pinocchio loses all his family. There’s red flag number one.

° Another red flag is that most people don’t age them up when writing romantic fics or ship art, or only Candlewick’s aged up but Pinocchio’s left 10yrs old. Which is yikes? But even then, this ship was spear headed by someone who dabbles in shotacon – you know, one of THOSE people. And another thing, the most “evidence” used to argue for this ship comes from taking a scene where two boys tortured by nazis bond over their father-related issues and trauma — forming a co-dependency, which usually isn’t something healthy romantic relationships have mind you — and the fact they both defend each other (no shit they defend each other. They’re facing the fucking Podestà. Ride or die, quite literal in this case).

° I understand the want of queer fans to see one’s self in certain characters, but if you want an example of queer youth, Luca would probably be a better example… Also not fond of the fact the majority of people who make content of this ship on other platforms lean towards suggestive art. It’s fucked up.

Sebastian x Geppetto — LMAO WHAT? WHERE IS THIS FROM? Is it because they’re both Pinocchio’s dads technically?? Anyway this ship is so bizarre to me. Mainly because of the vast height difference being that Sebastian’s pocket sized, and then the fact Geppetto’s human and Sebastian’s a literal insect. I do support the idea of Sebastian being queer coded, but I’d rather have him being in an mlm ship with another insect and not… a old ass widower…

Also speaking of widower, I ship Geppetto with my own version of Carlo’s mother so with all due respect, I’m too engrossed in the idea of him loving his late wife so much he never truly moved on, hence why his first son’s death hurts harder because he had her features (and Pinocchio’s got her personality). I also ship Sebastian with my own OC so. /shrug/

But if you like these pairings, I guess, more power to you! I personally just have my own thoughts and that is: these pairings don’t spark anything within me, and don’t carry enough logic or true chemistry in terms of romance — platonically, I consider Candlewick and Pinocchio a BROTP and Geppetto and Sebastian make the perfect case of two men raising a child together while having a close bond — to invest myself in shipping them.

(plus my idea of Candlewick is he grows up, gets married, and becomes a better father than his ever was… soooooo)

#gdt pinocchio #ship talk #controversial opinion??? #Anonyymisti

[imogenleewriter]

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(I just found this in my drafts. I haven't read the answers properly, but I saw down the bottom that I'm talking about releasing a new WIP which is Save Me, and it's been out for over 2 weeks now. Also, I can see that I said that ychiits was the 15th most commented on. It's actually now the 11th (!!!), So if some answers seem off, it's just because it's at least 2-3 weeks old, but I can't be bothered reading through and updating).

💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback? All of them! I am SO SO SO blessed by the number of comments and feedback I get. Like... I don't even know how to explain it. Actually, I DO! If you sort all 42,000+ Larry fics by comments... my fic, which I started uploading less than 4 months ago and has only been finished for a month, is 15th. The fifteenth most commented-on Larry fic EVER. INSANE!! Like, that's so crazy, and I'm so, so thankful! But out of everything, there are two types I've obsessed with. The first are Tiktok videos about my fic. In a few days, two people (with large platforms) have reviewed it, and it's so amazing listening and watching people talk about it! It's so surreal.

The second are comments I got really early on. Two in particular stick out and I'll post them here:

But honestly, the fact anyone goes out of their way to interact at all means so, so much to me and there was no way I'd have gotten the fic done (or moved on to the next two WIPs if it wasn't for that).

🎈describe your style as a writer; is it fixed? does it change? This is a weird way to write this question. I'm going to assume they mean process as opposed to style. I have a lot of coping techniques to fall back on when writing based on my mood. Best case scenario, I'm in a good mood, I know exactly what I want to say, I'm focused, and it all just comes out.

Worst case, nothing is working, and I spend the whole time procrastinating and answering questions like this in long detail.

Overall, yes. I'm a pretty big planner because that's what works for me (and I like weaving things through my fics, and that's hard to do on the run). I work out the goal of each chapter before writing it. Sometimes that's easy and it's literally just a sentence and everything flows.

The more stuck I get, the more I write out what the goal of the chapter is. And then break it down into scenes. So by the end, I might have 1000 words of notes about what needs to be included in the 6000-word chapter.

I'm very... immersive and try to get into characters' heads. One example of this is I have a notebook for each fic that fits the character's personality. So, like.. (okay this is weird), for my current WIP YMAEWK, Harry is a singer so the notebook I have for the fic is a leather bound one because I feel like it suits the fic/characters. Then another fic coming out has a teacher in it so the notebook I use for that is quite plain and gives off highschool teacher vibes.

And yeah, just a really big plotter. And when I struggle, I come back to the plot.

Okay, that was a lot.

💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

Lol, so I have a burner ao3 account where I post things that I don't want to be associated with my actual account. Mainly just for pure smut so I get better at writing it. I wrote an outrageous one-shot that I was embarrassed to post even though it wasn't associated with me at all. Every few days I get an email saying it's gotten kudos and every time I'm like.. you have to be kidding me.

In general though, all of them. The fact they have readers is crazy. I'm surprised by the PA fic because people already seem invested which is great.

I'm really interested to see how a new WIP I'm releasing in two days is going to be received because the premise is so different to anything I've done.

#postingmydrafts #anon #answered #answeredanon #writing

[katnissdoesnotfollowback]

8, 25 and 32 :)

Hey there! Thanks for asking! <3

8. How often do you reblog/comment on fics that you like?

If it's posted to tumblr and I've read it and liked it, I reblog it. This tends to be focused on oneshots and drabbles though since I'm really bad about reading wips. I can only handle so many storylines in my head at once, so reading a wip, for me, means that if the writer pauses posting for one reason or another, I lose the plot and then have to reread from the beginning whenever they start posting again. Wish my brain worked differently, but it doesn't. Last semester, when I took three literature classes, I was reading three books at any given time, plus the readings for my writing class. It became impossible for me to read fic OR to even write it because my brain couldn't really handle the thought processes.

Result of that is that by the time I do get around to reading multichapter fanfiction stories, they're usually finished a long time ago and I wind up not reblogging anything about it here. Bad habit, I know. *cringe emoji here*

25. Do you listen to music as you write? If possible, link your writing playlist.

All. The. Time. I cannot write without music, to the point that I wind up curating playlists for each of my stories. For one story in particular, Outside Chance, I have multiple playlists since it turned into a three story universe that spans over twenty years. I am working on consolidating those multiple playlists into one master playlist to share, but it's not at a point yet where I'm willing to share it. I've actually recently moved to Spotify as a platform for my fanfic playlists specifically to share them with readers since the platform I usually use puts my full freaking name on playlists when I share them, and sorry y'all. I'm not changing my username on it and I'm not handing out my full name. *shrug emoji here* Anyways, I'll share the OC playlist when I've got it a little more finalized.

32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from?

Oh good lord. I've written so much at this point that this it's impossible to narrow it down to a top three. I'll give you three that I love, how's that?

From Wrapped in Red: Every time I try to get Peeta alone to talk about it, she’s there, making sure we’re not disrespecting traditions. The girl has turned into a kiss demanding despot ninja.

From Outside Chance: I become familiar with his body again. How he moves, the cadence of his breaths. We relearn each other’s limits and how to push past them or cover for each other until we can go on.

From The Baker & The Hunter:

“I’m not settling. I don’t want anyone but you,” she vows and my heart stutters for a second then begins to thunder. “I don’t need to leave here to know that. Really if you think about it, this is just a formality.”

“How do you figure?” I ask, unable to stop the smile twitching at my lips at her conviction.

“Because we’re already more married than any piece of paper could make us.”

“You did not just--”

“I did,” she says triumphantly and I groan. She’s a little too good at using my own words against me. “Besides, we’ve already had a toasting.”

“I think I’d remember that,” I say.

“You do remember it. We didn’t even have to fix that memory. We were eleven. I was soaking wet, freezing and starving, digging through garbage--”

“That wasn’t a toasting,” I argue and she flattens her palm on my chest, her lashes lowering.

“Maybe not technically. But you made bread, put it in the fire--”

“Burned it in the fire.” She ignores me and keeps going.

“Then you gave it to me and I shared it with my family.”

“Well by that logic... I gave the first bite to the pig, and I didn’t eat any so...Katniss Everdeen, you’re married to a pig.”

“What? No!” She shouts in protest, but she’s laughing. I tease her and tickle her, rolling her over so that I’m hovering over her.

“Lucky for me, that pig is dead. So really you’re a widow. Do you think an appropriate mourning time has passed for you to remarry or am I just your crazy grief driven affair?”

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