#its so weird. just say you hate fat people

[sonknuxadow]

"they should give jim carrey a fat suit in the next sonic movie to complete his transformation into eggman" actually they should have just cast a fat actor to begin with i think. also its kind of fucked up that you only want him to be fat Now to show that hes "more unhinged" or whatever. Peace and love

#i love the sonic movies btw this isnt meant to be sonic movie hate it just nevber really sat right with me that they made eggman skinny #anyways #i swear to god the sonic fandom has a huge fatphobia problem #like surface level it mostly seems normal in that department i never really see people go ''wow i hate fat people'' #but when you start actually paying attention to the way people treat the fat characters it becomes really obvious #i could talk about it forever #like. regarding eggman specifically i dont really care if you wanna make fun of him but why do so many people #instantly resort to making jokes about his weight and treat it like its a negative trait of his. #or act like being fat and being a bad person are somehow linked #its so weird. just say you hate fat people #and its not Just eggman it shows in the way people treat other characters too especially big. and storm too kind of #and as much as i hate to say it even sega themselves are contributing to this. #like why is almost every fat sonic character evil or ''the dumb one'' of their respective group. or both.

[naughtynoodle056]

I wish I felt like I belong somewhere.

#negative #delete later #sorry im sad at 3am #i just. i feel so alone #being black and pan and nonbinary is not an easy feat #especially not in a red state #i constantly feel like an outcast among my peers #because since ive been on this hellsite for so long i know whats Not So Cool #(aka racism transphobia homophobia sexism antisemitism) #so i know not to like. be any of those things #but no one else around me does #they gotta screw up somehow #it's so fucking painful being closeted and having to just cope with people being openly transphobic at work #and then no ally coming to your defense. youre just alone. #but you cant say anything because then youre gonna be the weird snowflake that's easily offended #when really its like 'hey maybe don't treat that fat/disabled/trans/otherwise marginalized group like theyre subhuman' #and then feeling like ppl are just thinking youre overreacting #it's draining. #having to cite my sources to ppl about how monsters like JK Rowling are donating their money to hate funds is draining #hearing about that stupid fucking harry potter game is draining #i just wanna fuck off and be around no one (barring a few exceptions) #i almost never feel seen unless i produce the content myself #because a disproportionate amount of trans ppl i see are white #other black folks have a horrible rep of being equally bigoted towards other minorties like that's gonna cancel out the hate #ppl are still having the bi vs pan argument #idk. I'm just tired and depressed. #tumblr is the only place that feels like home to me.

[schoenht]

In Every Lifetime

THE DATE(TM) !

《 previous | masterlist | rewrite, restart 》

Jamil didn't know what to say as he saw you walking towards him, a familiar grin on your face that had a tinge of anxiety behind it. He was the same, only his hands were sweating a little. He was praying that they would not sweat if he decided to hold your hand.

His less logical side of him was positive it would happen at some point.

But when he saw you, the world stopped. How had he been so oblivious before? Were you always this radiant? The way that not even the sun could match to how you shone when doing such a simple thing like walking, Sevens, he was so utterly in love with you. He didn't hate the thought either since he had a feeling that if you agreed and teased him, you liked him too in some way.

"Hello. I'm so happy to see you." Act cool. "I didn't know if you'd come." Stupid.

You had just suffered through hours at the hands of Vil and there was that lingering fear that something was out of place. You could already hear Vil lecturing you about your posture, the way you walked and smiled. You ignored his voice and beamed at Jamil. "Of course I was coming. Where are we going?"

"Hmm, I have several ideas if you don't mind?"

"Lead the way."

He walked at your side but he was internally talking to himself, asking himself what he should do. This was the one thing he forgot to wrangle an answer out of the Light Music Club. Maybe when he got there with you, he could ask you something from the list of questions that Lilia gave him. But that's stupid, what could he possibly ask you that didn't make him sound weird? However, this silence was killing him.

"What animal do you think you could take in a fight?" He blurted out. He could feel his cheeks and ears burning as he watched you think, your face morphing into a thoughtful expression.

"I'm still thinking. What about you?"

Ah. You reversed it onto him with that smile of yours that he was weak for. He cleared his throat and looked at the ground. "I think...maybe a frog. I was going to say a duck, but ducks are angrier than Sebek when someone insults Malleus."

"Oh, but have you seen swans? Those things are so angry for no reason at all!"

Before long, he's in a set rhythm of bantering back and forth with you, the conversation so easy to carry. Unlike other people, he doesn't feel the urge to keep his walls up, to hide behind his mask. He feels like he's actually himself, like you see him.

Because when you turn to look at him, he feels like you're seeing him for him.

"Ooh, let's go get some of the cute little pastries!" You take him to one of the shops that caught your eye earlier, your hand holding his wrist. You were so close to his hand, if you had moved a few inches. Even he couldn't stop thinking about that as he looked down at where you were holding him. Some part of him was excited due to your proximity, but the other part of him wanting to crawl into a hole since he could feel himself sweating from anxiety that you wouldn't like him as much as he hoped.

You had just pulled your wallet out when he frowned and stepped forward. "I'm paying. Put that away."

"No, you're crazy."

"Put that away, I'm not letting you pay."

"Jamil!"

He didn't even look at you, immediately paying for your pastries. You were grateful, even though you nudged him playfully and shook your head. "Okay, but I'm paying next time."

"Fat chance."

"At least there is one." Your pastry was too cute to eat, with its sweet and adorable eyes as well as how colorful it was. Jamil had gotten something like yours, but unlike you, he had already nibbled off the ear. "Wow, that's just cruel."

Jamil grinned, "It's a pastry and it's really good."

"It's shaped like a bunny! How dare you?!"

He was laughing as he teased you. Both of you could feel every time one of your hands landed on the other and somehow, you found yourselves leaning closer to each other as you walked through the city. Most of the shops were ready to close, causing you to resort to window shopping, pointing out things that were cute or pretty. At some point, you found yourself in a shop after seeing a plush snake at the window. You had stated it looked like Jamil, to which he was unamused at. Internally though, he was pleased and amused at how excited you were.

The plushie was given to him and he was so incredibly happy as he hugged it, although he tried to play it cool. But this felt like something that he had for himself and for the first time, he had gotten a present from someone he liked. Neither of you knew but that would be the object that he would keep with him when he slept.

Your date led the two of you to a bench near the pier as you looked up at the stars. It was calm, quiet, peaceful. Then you said, "What time should we go back? Honestly, if it was up to me, I'd just stay out with you."

"Glad to know we're on the same page." He looked up at the stars with you but after a few moments, he took a small glance at you from the corner of his eye. He softened at seeing the reflection of the stars in your eyes. You were ethereal like this and his heart clenched at the sight of you. His gaze was on the sky above, yet his hand was inching towards yours. His movements were barely noticeable; nevertheless, it was like you were connected with him. His pinky finger barely touched your hand before you slowly turned it. His fingers slid between yours, his palm pressed against yours. Neither of you said anything but the tension said it all as you soon moved closer to each other. Your head on his shoulder, his head on yours.

"Oh, there are fireworks supposed to appear tonight," he mumbled as he rested against you. "I forgot about that."

"No way. Jamil Viper, forgetting something?"

"I know, sounds impossible." He chuckled a little and his declaration came true. Multicolored sparklers lit up the night sky with its gold, red, silver, green hues. They were reflections of what was going on between the two of you. His heart kept pounding as well as yours. However, in the midst of how you two felt, there was also the calm that comes with someone you can trust. For Jamil, who was not able to trust easily, this clarified something inside of him, something he never thought he'd be able to have.

His head moved back from yours and as if in sync, yours tilted up to look at him. His eyes were beautiful, reflecting the colorful lights from the fireworks. He stared at you as if you were the only thing in his world, and you were. You were the only thing that mattered. In his eyes, if there was any question, you were the answer.

His lips were parted slightly as were yours. There were only a few seconds of tension between you, and it was as if it was an eternity. His hand slowly moved up to cup your cheek and he leaned in, his lips centimeters from yours before he stopped, giving you a chance to pull away if you wanted to.

But you didn't.

The second his lips met yours, the fireworks in the background were silent to the two of you. There was only that feeling of being one, of finally finding what you've been looking for. His heart was beating erratically and for the first time in his life, he could not think. He could not think of anything other than you. Nothing mattered other than you. As long as you were with him, as long as you held onto him, his heart and soul would be yours. He did not mind being attached to you if it meant you would be his as well.

His kiss felt like the rain after a hot summer, it felt like coming home from a hard day. His other hand moved up to cup your other cheek to press you closer, as if desperate to not let you go at all. He was selfish, it was clear by the way he held you. His touch was all to gentle, his lips firm with the slight taste of the pastry you had a few minutes ago. Maybe it was an hour. Maybe it was centuries ago. In his arms, time meant nothing. Time was endless.

The kiss could not be described in one word, Jamil thought, nor a single book. It would take him centuries to describe how he felt as he finally kissed you, feeling a sense of calm washing over him. Maybe, if he concentrated hard enough, he would never have to leave you. He would never need to lose you. Every press of your lips against his was a reminder of how much he needed you to be with him, desperate for your affection, for you.

Jamil had never known the meaning of love until he met you.

a/n: different format bc NYAHAHA KISS SCENE wouldn't have done it justice through smau format so here we are ahahahaha four more chapters I'M SO SAD yall i could not stop giggling and kicking my feet. i'm so serious. the reason that i took so long (other than video essays) is bc i was shaking and giggling so bad. i even had to listen to metal so i could calm down it was so bad

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[fatphobiabusters]

Kind of nervous to ask this but I'm curious. What would you consider to be fat? I have always had body issues around my stomach and weight generally, I am about 80kg and 5'8. People often treat me as "larger" but I wouldn't say I've been called fat to my face many times. I generally wear clothes that hide my body /are oversized because I'm transmasc and I don't want to accentuate my chest anyway. I fit into UK size 14-16 which is about a US 10-12. I usually wear mens clothes though so about a 36 x 32 in trousers. Plus size generally starts at 16 so by that metric I would be plus sized in the UK but not in the US. Its confusing, man, I'm confused.

I'm obviously anti-fatphobia either way, I just don't want to say that I'm fat if that takes away from people who are larger than me or is dishonest to the consensus view of what is considered fat. Sorry if this is a weird question, I've just seen people talking about smaller people calling themselves fat as a bad thing so I don't want to be that person.

Hi!

This isn't a weird question, don't worry. A lot of people have your exact question. Honestly, fatness is slightly subjective. So there's not exactly a definitive "You must be this tall to ride" situation. Some people go strictly by clothing size, but that isn't always a reliable answer because there are definitely short fat people who don't wear plus sizes, and there are thin people who do (which is why so many "plus size models" don't look fat. They just happen to fit the clothing despite not having a fat body type).

There's also different categories of fatness, so it's possible you're fat but considered small fat. Another factor is how there are some people who are neither thin nor fat, which is called mid-size. You sound like you may possibly be mid-sized from how you described yourself. Mid-sized people do not endure the same degree or types of discrimination necessarily as fat people, but mid-size people do still endure discrimination and some lack of thin privilege.

In high school, I was mid-size myself, and it was definitely a situation of "I'm not as hated as fat people, but I'm also clearly separate from actual thin people." And if my metric conversion is correct, I think I was about your weight and height after I had extremely starved myself to get to that point of definitely mid-sized. One factor though is that, even at my thinnest points in life, I have always had a fat face and fat limbs, so I generally looked bigger regardless of my exact weight due to the fat distribution of my body. So that being said, I can't tell you whether or not you're fat, and honestly no one on the internet really can.

I also personally believe that if you're calling yourself fat because your body is at that subjective range and you identify as fat, then that's okay. Someone who's on the edge of mid-size and fat calling themself fat in a genuine, self-identification way is way different than a thin person calling themself fat as an insult because they believe fat people are bad. And no matter what, I'm glad to have you as part of this activism movement!

-Mod Worthy

#hotcryptidsummer #ask #fat liberation #Mod Worthy

[peridyke]

isn't it like so crazy how lack of diversity in character design genuinely makes people more bigoted and reactionary like you wouldn't think it would be that important that most animated women look identical but it validates peoples biases to the point that even just seeing fat/non white/disabled/etc characters in places people don't think they belong will make them fly into a hateful rage. people will try to hyperbolize saying stuff like "wow whats next an anime protagonist who is a fat bisexual trans woman in a wheelchair???" when not only are they describing a massive demographic of people but the media we create is already weird for not including them. I know people have been saying this for decades but its something I think about whenever I end up stumbling upon those kinds of reactionary online communities where people get genuinely upset when looking at cartoon drawings of fat people

#txt #i always focus on depictions of fat people specifically because that is like #a massive demographic that people are fucking terrified to represent in anything #like just existing in life and observing how many people you see in public who are fat vs how many fat characters you see #its like. genuinely so crazy to think about #and people get reeeeeeeaaallly upset if you point this out or imply that its bad that they dont like acknowledging fat peoples existence

[robinismywifee]

lust, not hatred || e. williams

pairings dealer!ellie williams x fem!oc/reader

summary ellie and aime never got along, but ellies best friend, dina, is aimes roomate so they have to be around each other alot. blah blah blah, ellie makes aime go to a party with her, lets just say ellie gets jealous (1st p.o.v)

warnings NSFW, fingering (r. receiving), cunnilingus (r. receiving), pet names (princess, brat, slut, good girl), kinda kinky ellie (spanking, she thinks reader belongs to her????), drinking, smoking weed

a/n part 2 is up!

wordcount 4.2k

i unbuttoned my jeans, slipping out of them, i could already feel her burning gaze on my neck.

i pulled of my shirt too, throwing the clothes into my laundry basket, i turned to my closet, it had a mirror on it and i could see ellie on dinas bed, sititng with her legs spred out not even hiding her stares

i looked at her through the mirror shaking my head, "what are you even doing here? dinas not gonna be back until like midnight" i scoffed, as i opened the closet and grabbed shorts, slipping into them but still in my bra

"are you deaf? i already told you" she said, annoyed by me being annoyed, or maybe just my presence, "yeah, well im gonna be here when she gets back why don't i just have her text you?" i wanted my room to myself, dina was at a party, i had classes early and although it seemed tempting, dancing like nobody else is in the room with dina while my eyes are red from the weed, i could do it literally any other day

"youre gonna pass out as soon as your fat ass hits the bed" she said, making me roll my eyes even though she couldnt see them as my back faced her, "okay then just- come back at like 2am to see her alive and well" i shrugged, getting on my tippy toes to pull out a white tanktop from the top of my closet

i unclipped my bra, letting the cold air fill my breasts, i tossed the bra into the basket, slipping on my tanktop.. if i was in my room, i dont care whos in it, im changing, i mean, i face the other direction if im going completely nude like how i just did so ellie couldnt see my tits, only my bare back, but in plain bra and underwear, who cares, its just as if i was wearing a bikini

i turned around, noticing the tanktop was much tighter and lowcut then i had thought, but once again it didnt really matter, its just ellie, as much as i hated her im comfortable around her, i know shes not gonna try anything weird like that

"can you honestly just shut the fuck up and go to sleep? my roomate blasts terrible music while she studies and she has a test tomorrow theres no way im going back in there" she complained

"dude, i dont care, its my room, not yours" i folded my arms, "its dinas room too and she said i could be in here anytime i wanted, and why do you want me to leave so fucking much? i always crash" ellie questioned, "i- i jus- i- it doesnt fucking matter! just-" i stuttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed.. usually i don't care if she stays over, i just block her out and ignore her even being there, but i was really horny today and planned tonight out already.

"what? was some guy supposed to come over or some shit?" ellie asked, suddenly feeling interested, "no! just-" i sighed, trying to come up with a lie but settled on changing the topic, "if you're gonna be here, do me a favor and shut up"

"nah, i wanna know, what were your wednesday night plans princess?" her voice raised a pitch, she leaned forward as i stood a few feet infront of her, "why do you care so much?" i scoffed, "and why arent you at the party?" i added, trying to change the topic

"you know how it is going to a party with dina and jesse, im just gonna be alone the whole time with people trampling asking for weed" she shrugged, "dont you want people asking?" i asked, referring to the business side, "yeah but i dont need to go to parties every fucking day"

"whatever" i mumbled, falling to my bed, i pulled out my phone and was about to go to tiktok when she spoke up again, "you never answered my question"

"if i tell you will you go the party?" i asked raising my head, "uh.. fuck" she whispered, "fine" she said which suprised me enough to sit up and ditch my phone, "only cause i was already thinking of going" she added, "yea right" i mumbled, "so? you gonna tell me or just sit there?"

"i was just- just.." i scratched my neck preparing for her future comments, "i told jason he could come over specifically because i had the dorm to myself- and dont start williams because ive been talking with him for like a month now, and i know you do it all the time with cat" she laughed

"i dont" she said with a smirk, "shut the fuck up, yes you do" she stood up, "not with cat, that was like a 1 time thing" she said casually, walking over to grab her shoes, "yeah all your things are a one time thing" i grumbled, basically implying she was a whore, she stopped her tracks, and walked to the edge of my bed infront of me, "get up" she said in a stern voice,  i shook my head, she didnt like that answer, she pulled my wrist and shoved me to my closet, "get dressed" she ordered

"get dressed? fuck off im not going anywhere" i said in disbelief, "youre coming with me, now get fucking dressed" she said, looking down at me, "says who? im not going with you, leave me alone!" who does she think she is?

ellie took a step closer, she didnt even say anything, just gave me that look that made me tense up, "holy fucking shit, fine" i let out my breath, and untensed as she smirked, proud of her abilities, "but only if you give me free weed" i added, "whatever, just hurry up"

"hurry up? i just took off all my makeup let me do  like basic makeup first" i said, moving to my vanity, she sighed, "i swear to god"

"you're the one whos making me go, just sit on your ass and watch south park of something" i said, getting out my makeup, "oh, can you actually put that on?" she asked, i didnt reply, but complied by taking my remote off my desk and tossing its at her, my tv was facing my bed only so she had to move from dinas bed to mine, i watched through my mirror her getting comfy under my blankets with my squishmellow bat, i didnt realize until i looked back to myself that i was smiling, i instantly dropped it, shook my head at myself feeling disgusted, and started my makeup as southpark filled the room.

"jesus, took you long enough" ellie mumbled as i got out of my chair, "it took one episode of south park, thats not even long dumbass" i shot back, picking up the remote from her lap and turning it off, "help me pick an outfit" i ordered, opening my closet

"you dont need to dress up its not a special party, just put on jeans" she said, i was slightly leaned over searching for clothes when once again i could feel her eyes on the back of me, i turned around and saw that her eyes werent up on my back, but lower, "stop being a perv" i said as she looked back up to me, still laying in bed snuggled with the blankets, "not my fault you were bent over in booty shorts"

i shook my head, "okay well im not wearing jeans cause its hot" i said outloud, "so which skirt?" i moved over showing her the ray of skirts "whichever one shows more skin" i turned to her squinted my eyes and turned back around trying to make a decision as she was no help

"i think maybe just a plain black one, right? oh how bout these?" i pulled out, turning around holding a skirt to my waist

"mm, yea that looks short, do that" she agreed, for different reason, i sighed, "whatever. fix my bed and get your shoes on" i pointed, as i changed into the skirt

she stayed silent, doing what i asked, fixing my bed to how it was before, i had already put on my shoes and waited for ellie to do so, once she did, she stood up and went to her bag, she shuffled around a bit before pulling a bottle of my favorite vodka with a smirk

my mouth was ajar, "what! can i- can i please have some?" i asked with a head tilt, i rarely had this vodka, it was super expensive.

"yeah dummy thats why i bought it" she said, sitting back down on the edge of my bed, i bit my lip to hide my smile, but it didnt work as i smiled too big, i walked over to her sitting right next to her, i was too excited to notice i had sat so close that our theighs were touching

"w- why do you have this? dont you usually get fireball whisky?" i said, looking down at the belvedere bottle, a laugh escaped her lips, "yeah, they didnt have any at the store so i thought i'd get your vodka- why are you so amazed by it?" she smiled looking down at me

"couldnt you just gotten some other whiskey? i mean you got MY vodka? this is-" i let out a sigh, "can we take shots already?" i asked looking up to her, she laughed, "yeah, here you can have the first shot" she passed it over to me, i shook my hands excited before taking the bottle, opening it with a pop noise, i unscrewed the cap and smiled more, "cant we do it at the same time? here" i handed her the bottle, it felt weird taking shots alone, i went to my shelf and took off two shot glasses, i bit my lip as i handed her them, taking the vodka back and poured us the glasses, setting the bottle on my bedside table

"okay ready?" i smiled, she laughed as she nodded, "3, 2, 1" i said, and at the same time we brought our lips to the cup and tilted our heads back, downing the clear liquid

i giggled, as we both set our glasses down, "oh my god! im so happy right now i could kiss you" i smiled, we both looked at eachother for a moment, too long of a moment, i felt something in my stomach, but i cleared my throught, and began pouring more liquid, blaming the feeling on the drink.

we ended up taking a bit more shots then intended, but here we were, arrived at the party

we walked in together, shoulder to shoulder, the guy who owns the house, ky, threw a lot of parties, he was a senior, ive been to so many parties here that i knew the layout of his big house

a song i didn't recognize played, but that didnt stop me from feeling in the mood to dance, me and ellie were definitely different drunks, i dont know what was going through her mind when she was drunk, but for me, right now at least, all i wanted to do was dance and enjoy the music

"ellie, ellie, ellie!" i shook her arm, she hummed a reasponse, we has made it to the kitchen and she began to pour us cheap vodka into red cups, normally she would drink beer but i guess she wanted to get drunk tonight like how i did

"can we, pleaseeee, please, please, dance?" i pressed my hands together as if i was praying, "shit, please beg more" ellie licked her lips, sipping her drink, "oh my god! just- lets go, and i bet dina and jesse are dancing we'll probably find them" i said, pulling ellie by her wrist into the 'dance floor'

as i dragged her, big poppa by biggie played, "yes! i love this song" i pulled her close to me as we joined the people dancing, "i really dont want to dance aime" ellie said with a stern face, "oh come on! you never dance, it'll be fun, just pretend like im the only one in the room, trust me, oh and literally everyone around us will not remember anything in the morning so it doesnt even matter" i explained to her, she seemed nervous, but nodded

people gave us weird looks, usually we would be on different sides of the room, we never were seen together alone, so us not only being alone together, but with smiled and dancing?

i moved my hips to the beat, my hands on ellies shoulders her hands on my waist, my front grinding against hers as i sang the song, she seemed to loosen a bit, her eyes connected to my body

i saw a smirk form on the corner of ellies mouth, and before i knew it, her hands were pressed against my ass, normally i would scoff and hit her arm away, but i had no thoughts at the current moment, so i only moved my hips more, i then turned around so my ass was to her front and her hands were now to my hips, i bent over a bit, arching my back, letting my ass bounce, ellies hands kept a firm grip as she also grinded to me, it was for fun and innonce at first, but it started to feel too good, and i never got that fun time so i only wanted more.

we took a break to drink more, then went back to dancing, after a few songs, a hand gripped my hair, pulling my head up a bit, ellie leant forward and whispered- well yelled over the music- to my ear, "wanna get that free weed now?" i smiled, not realizing the reason she decided to ask was because jason was making his way to us, "fuck yeah!" i exclaimed

now we sat in an empty bedroom with a locked door for anyone who decided to bardge in, "alright princess" ellie sighed, practically stumbling over to me, she pulled out a tin that was in her pocket, pulling out a joint and lighter, i sat on the edge of the bed hands in my lap

i watched her every move, she raised the joint slightly to my mouth, but i was focused on her slim fingers, "open" she said in a low voice, i felt my cheeks go red at her voice and how vulnerable i felt, but i obeyed, opening my mouth slightly, she slipped the joint, i closed my lips around it, she brought the lighter to the end, lighting it for me, the whole time we stared into each others eyes, a thick unknown tension between us lingered

i took a hit and began smoking all while holding eye contact. we passed it and took deep hits till our world felt calm and the music from below us seemed to disappear, infact everything around us seemed to disappear, it felt like it was only us on the whole planet.

ellie took the last hit, before placing the remainder of the joint in an nearby ashtray. she went back to her previous spot, right infront of me, standing and looking down, my neck hurt from looking up at her, but i couldnt take my eyes away, something about how her freckles danced in the dim lighting, or how her messy hair framed her face, how her redden eyes glared at me with an emotion i didnt recognize.

ellie brought her hand to my jaw, her thumb rubbing my cheek, "you were really causing a scene out there princess" her voice seemed to go down a few notches, and it made my mouth agape at the nickname she had been calling me for years for some reason made my face feel hot

"how you were.. grinding onto me in your short skirt.. your tight top.. shit, i can see everything through that, didnt even bother to put on a bra, like the little slut you are" she mumbled, eyes scanning my clothed breasts and theighs, i couldnt help but squeeze my theighs together more, "hm, think i didnt see that?" her free hand went to my theigh, rubbing circles to it, ellie must of noticed my eyes trailed to her hand cause she used the one that was on my face to pull my face back up, "whats the matter? cat got your tongue?" she asked with a head tilt, that made me gulp and shrunk into my seat, trying to push words out, but the no reply caused her to smirk

"i mean.. you know what they say.." she moved her thumb that was on my cheek to my lip, pulling it down slightly, "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer" my face felt on fire as i felt her thumb sink into my mouth, my eyebrows furred, looking up to her, as her thumb was in my mouth, "shit, i wonder what else that mouth can do" she whispered to herself, but i obviously heard, i felt like i could collapse, my hand that was on the bed moved to her hand that was on my theigh, i opened my legs a little bit wider, pushing her hand down

i watched as she pulled her thumb out, keeping her hand on my theigh, she slipped out of her shoes, and pulled mine off. next thing i know her hands were on my face and she had her tongue shoved deep into my throat, my head pressed into the pillow as she was ontop of me, the sudden contact made me moan.

she moved her hands on my waist and pulled me closer to her front, i moaned into it, my hand found its way to her hair, i pulled at it, i didnt expect anything, but i heard her let out a breathy moan into my mouth, i pulled away, my ears blessed, i felt a puddle in my underwear, "please ellie"

she looked at me with the same eyes she had the whole night, the same eyes shes been giving me ever since we met. and i finally recognized what the emotion was. lust. pure, lust.

"please ellie, i need you" i whinned, i grabbed her hand and shoved it up my skirt, her fingertips dancing against my clothed slit was enough to make me whine, "please" i breathed, ellies face was red, "fuck" she gulped, and leaned back in to kiss my lips, her hand resting on my inner theigh, she trailed her lips to my neck, i turned my head to give her more access, my back arched as she kissed the right spot and pressed her hand under my shirt to my unclothed boob, and slightly bit my skin "please, ellie, i cant wait any longer, i need you" i rolled my head back

"be patient princess" she said in a seductive voice, which only made me less patient, she pulled away, hands now at the hem of my shirt, i sat up lfiting my arms helping her pull it off of me, "shit" ellie breathed, her eyebrows were furred, hair messy, cheeks red, lips plump, she looked so beautiful, so fucking hot.

after she stared at me, she pulled in and began kissing my chest, leaving a trail of love bites, she got to the hem of my skirt, pulling it off my legs, she pressed soft kisses until she got to my clothed clit, "fuck.. ellie i need you, please, ill do anything, please" i whinned, my hand gripped to her hair, "i know baby, ill make you feel good" ellie spoke as she pulled off my underwear with eye contact

i felt really vulnerable, i was completely naked underneath her as she straddled me completely clothed, and normally i topped, but there is no way i would be able to top ellie so i let it happen

ellie moved lower and lower till her lips pressed softly to my clit, i was so sensitive that i couldnt help but squirm my hips up, ellie forcefully pushed my theighs down and held them there, "stay fucking still brat" she said harshly, i narrowed my eyes down to look at her cold gaze, a smirk formed her face before she dove back in

she decided to tease me, kissing my inner theigh, "ellie c'mon" i whispered, trying to not move my hips, she ignored me and continued to press soft kissed to my theighs, her hands wrapped around my legs holding me still

ellies eyes were closed as she kissed me, i took that as an opportunity to sneak my hand to my private, gliding my fingers to my slit, but before i could really do anything, ellies hand gripped my wrist and slammed my hand against the bed, her grip tightened as she stared coldly at me, "touch yourself or move one more time, and im leaving" she said, her voice stern, i let out a breath feeling intimidated under her gaze, giving her a shakey nod

her face softed as she saw my reaction, "i- is this too far?" she asked softly, i very quickly shook my head, "no, please dont stop" i murmered out, knowing a quick head shake was probably too little for her, she tucked hair behind my ear, "tell me what you want baby" she whispered nicely, completely opposite to her harsh voice calling me a brat a few minutes ago, "go down on me please ellie, o- or anything- just touch me" i whinned, her look turned back to her confident smirk, she licked her lips looking down at me before she sunk back down and pressed her tongue to my wet folds, gliding it up, she put her tongue back in her mouth letting herself taste me, "mmhm, shit you taste good" she rolled her eyes, leaning her head back a bit and i swear to god i could have came right there.

ellie brought her head back down letting her tongue glid against me some more, my breathy moans filling the room as she pushed her tongue deep into me, my hand gripped the bedsheets, i wrapped my legs around ellie trying to get her closer

"harder.." i whispered my hand finding its way to ellies hair, she complied, moving her tongue faster and deeper, "more ellie.. please" i moaned, ellie slipped one of her fingers into me, moving along with her tongue, "mmfph" i moaned, rolling my head back onto the pillow, mumbling nonsense, i couldn't help but rock my hips, grinding onto her face, moving against her tongue and finger, she began to move her faster, suddenly adding another finger, i gripped her hair harder, ellie moaned against me, vibrating my core, causing me to grind even harder and squeeze her hair harder, anytime i tugged ellies hair i would feel her moan against me, so i made sure to keep on tugging

as i felt myself get higher, i couldnt even get words out, only high pitched squeels, i felt myself tighten and right as i poured out, ellie pulled out, licking my dripping cunt clean, i was out of breath, still trying to get over the orgasm,

"all fours" she licked her lips, i did what she said, finding the strength to flip myself over, and sit on my knees and hands, back arched and ass in the air, on full display for the girl behind me.

"shit.. look at you, you'd do anything for me, wouldnt you?" she growled, "anything.." i moaned, ellies fingers slammed back into me, making my eyes roll back, arching somehow more

"cant believe you were gonna go and fuck jason.." ellie growled form behind me, fingers slamming deeper, "such a fucking slut.." she whispered, i then felt a sudden sharp pain on my ass, i moaned at the pain and at her fingers curling, "you like that?" i could hear her smirk, she smacked me again, i tried to hold my moan back to not satisfy her, but it was near impossible, "jason couldnt make you feel like this, could he?"ellie questioned, adjusting my legs for me to get her fingers deeper in me, pumping her fingers deeper and faster, at a very hard paste, i tried to answer but her fingers were a bit distracting

"i asked you a fucking question!" she smacked me again, "who the fuck do you belong to?" she yelled, "ellie! i belong to ellie" i moaned loudly, feeling my stomach come to a not, "such a good girl" ellie grunted, i felt myself freeze and could feel myself dripping down my leg, ellie contuined, overstimulating me, making my legs shake and tremble

she came to a stop, i could feel her warm fingers collect all my juices that had fallen, i let myself collapse onto my back, i made eye contact with her as she sucked onto her fingers with a smirk, "you really do taste good princess"

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x oc #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams x you #the last of us #the last of us fanfic

[unexpectedbrickattack]

Okay so i know this is your askbox and everything but I want to say that i feel like the bosses would start to hate pizzahead after peppino tells them what he was planning on doing, because as far as I know they were simply hired to guard the keys and look out for peppino.

I have some very minor tweaks to this but for the most part i agree!

put under a readmore bc i dont wanna clog up any potentially Non-Exploded pt tags lmao

-Pepperman, the eccentric man that he is gets shown 1 (one) image of a fucked up drawing of peppino and hes like ‘yes yes fat little human man, got it.’ And continues sculpting as if he hadnt heard pizzahead at all. Hes the MOST startled when peppino enters his arena bc he literally forgot he had to fight him 😭 hes like WHO is this little sweaty human in my fucking ART STUDIO????!! and then immediately gets stomped.

He is definitely indifferent to pizzahead; he didnt really care about this weird man and even postgame hes like well. This sly dog led me straight to my muse so I cannot be too angry with him 🤔

-Vigilante is like ‘hmm. Never seen this man round these parts; whatd he do?’ And pizzahead is like if you need a reason; its no longer just a simple request; its a bounty. And Vigilante it like ‘well... A bountys a bounty; if he wanders into my town he aint comin back out’ and pizzahead is like great! Fantastic! Im holding you up to that 🧡

Vigilante is probably the one most angry about pizzahead. Hes not exactly lawful good but he does Not like being used as Hired Muscle. He hunts down Bad People; not a human some weirdo has a personal vendetta against. He doesnt know exactly WHAT that vendetta is but its not worth his time and its not worth getting his cheesy ass handed to by Peppino again 😭

-The Noise craves violence and destruction. Hes a little menace! He also likes money. LOTS of money. And lucky for him, Pizzahead had seemingly Infinite Funds. Funds that he used to hire the Noise; to utilize this brats WEALTH of questionable tools and contraptions in case Peppino climbed his way through the tower. The noise was like ‘ur hosting this shitshow on TV? give me a 40/60 split from whatever ur filming and you have a deal’ and he does NOT find it troubling at all that Pizzahead is so eager to accept this.

He never figures out that the recorded content was never actually hosted anywhere. He eventually tries searching it up, asking his agents to look up anything recent with his face in it but they all come up emptyhanded. When asked about a name or title or scheduled tv slot and publishing, hes a bit sheepish to admit he never asked. Thats not his job! Thats his agents job! Hes so weirded out though; Pizzahead gave him a Ton of money. Obviously not alot by the Noise’s standards but more than what most people could even remotely afford. Weird. Well he got money and Peppino doesnt try to kill him unless he ignores the restraining order placed on him so its okay ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-Fake peppino cant really comprehend hate. But he does comprehend…distrust. A man comes up to him, gives him a picture of some human, asks him to make sure this human does NOT make it to the top of the tower- ‘nononono. Listen to me. He does NOT make it past you. Do you understand that? I am serious. If you see this man come by your sorry excuse for a shop, kill him. Maim him. Eat him; i dont care WHAT you do as long as he does Not get this fucking key.’

And Fake Peppino just nods. But hes so wary despite his dopey expression. Hes got little goosebumps prickling along the back of his neck as the man hands him the key and a picture of the human. A human that looks like him. JUST like him. In the back alley of his poorly lit pizzeria. Just like him…Hes a bit taller than the man in the picture but…just like him… just like him just like himjustlikehimjustlikehim- ‘Yeah, yeah, just like you, but listen- listen; hes messin' with My business and you gotta understand that, right? You have a business too! Whatever this…*gestures weakly* is. You would be. Sad. If someone destroyed your business. Right?’

A slow nod.

‘Exactly! See? Right on the same page! Thats why im countin on you!’

When Fake Peppino gets to see that Human Peppino has his own Pizzeria; a pizzeria that almost got destroyed (a BUSINESS just like his...) everything seems to click into place at once. Hed probably maul Pizzahead like a chimpanzee 😭 WHAMWHAMWHAM BASH THAT DOUGHY FACE IN !!!!!!! Peppino doesnt need the manpower, but its Nice to have the equivalent of a bulldog guarding his shop

#answered #chattin #long post #peppino #pepperman #vigilante #noise #fake peppino #the noise and fake peppino are kind of still in the air bc i wanna make comics for them and i havent started yet #whereas I already have an idea planned out for vigilante #anyway……….thank u for this #esp for the excuse to write some basic pizzahead interactions #helps me characterize him a bit 🤔 #in order from least angry to most pissed off w pizzahead: #pepperman-> noise ->vigilante ->fake peppino #with fake peppino literally having the equivalent of a sleeper agent code or some shit imprinted in his brain now #completely dedicated to go absolutely apeshit the second he even gets a WHIFF of pizzahead in a 250m radius #i will Not draw this bc i simply cannot think of a way to even attempt to panel this #but like during the boss rush instead of the four hits it takes to knock a boss out #fake peppino literally gets hit once and stays the fuck down #hes HURT hes never been hurt before until today and it KEEPS happening and its this weird pizza mans fault!!! #he wants to CRY !!!!! #he doesnt even think of peppino being at fault he just thinks about the man who came to his pizzeria at night #in a shady back alley with a lump sum of cash #and everything went bad after that !!!!!!!!!! #after he gets knocked back behind the rest of the bosses piled up #pizzahead is like um. this is not worth whatever youre going to do to me GOODBYE- #and fake peppino chokeslams pizzahead into Peppino to make him fight instead #hes ANGRY hes wants that fucker DEAD KILL HIM!!!! KILL HIM DEAD !!!!!!!

[infoglitch]

My very bad takes on rwby ships (the well known ones atleast. And yes most are jaune)

(i do not represent anyone except myself so do not judge others based on me because if you do. That's YOUR problem. Not the peoples you think I represent)

Hoi! I think its time I get crucified. Kidding obviously. This community isn't completely toxic, that much is obvious. Now let's get the obvious ones out the way

Bmblb.

Ok... time for the one I don't wanna touch because I don't have nice things to say.

Ok first. I don't mind this ship. Wanna get that out of the way because unlike most would assume. I don't hate or love this ship.

BUT. I got problems with how it was made fucking cannon. First off, fuck you rt and your "from the beeginning". I don't fuckin care how much you try to cover your incompetent asses. If the pants don't fuckin fit. Don't fuckin wear them!

Second. There was no real build up (you can argue there was. But it wasn't good. Anyone could have done a better job than rt). The only real thing that could "prove" this was planned was that yang "flirted" with Blake. Now you might be saying-

"oh but she explained her trauma to Blake that clearly means shes interested in her" in which. NO. Yes this moment is VERY good basis to build off these twos dynamic. And if rt kept building onto this by having yang slowly break down Blake's wall before eventually getting her to open up, I would be applauding rt for it, hell I would be a fan of it probably because for these two, it fuckin works! Blake clearly is alot more reserved and is rather prickly meanwhile yang is the rambunctious, ass-whooping, badass, and overall awesome ball of joy (sounds weird saying especially since yang is my favorite character). yet rt dropped the fuckin ball the moment sun showed up. Now I love sun and i enjoy black sun. But for the love of GOD if this shit is from the beginning than this clearly proves it was fucking not!

After volume three who did blake spend most of the time with in menagerie and rt was clearly trying to push? Not bmblb! BLACK-FUCKING-SUN. Let's give a round of applause to RT for making the dumbest decision of saying bmblb was planned from the start because bitch it was not.

And what did we get for yang. Oh only her trauma from one losing an arm and the fact she has PTSD from it. Oh yeah let's not forget the fact yang had ABANDONMENT ISSUES. Yet the moment her and Blake meet back up suddenly it doesn't fuckin matter because Weiss managed to somehow fix it by telling yang that Blake had suffered as well (i know that's not exactly what happened but point is I fuckin HATE the scene where Blake rejoins the team and yang is just "OK! I totally still don't have problems with the fact you left me and the team at both my and our teams lowest moment." Personally fuck you rt)

.....where was I again? Oh yeah rwby ships. So before I fuckin lose it at rt's incompetence at story telling, developing a romance and character building- let's move on to..... whiterose.... SON OF A BIT-

Whiterose

Look does the fact I don't care for BB and the fact I hate white rose with such a burning passion make me look like a misogynistic homophobic asshole a bad thing? Yes. But I just can't enjoy this damn ship because I just find it so FUCKING BORING!

I get it, it's "opposites attract". But I just don't care because this is so boring and basic that I can't even be glad a gay ship is actually popular instead of the same boring straight pairings.

I don't care if ruby could help Weiss be less of a bitch. Because that troop has been done to fucking DEATH.

There's not even the fact that it be a middle finger to Weisses dad because guess what he's already got his comupance and is also you know, FUCKIN DEAD. There's no satisfaction from any of this ship for me. Is it a bad ship? Fuck no we aren't even going to cover THAT!

But do I like this ship and hope it'll be cannon? No. And if it is? I won't care and I'm not even gonna celebrate it. You can take a fat piss on my grave before I say whiterose becoming cannon is the only option.

Now what ship is next- oh. Oh no. It's the ship everyone enjoys.

Arkos

Look I'm already gonna get fuckin crucified for my opinion of WR and BB. I don't feel like pissing off even MORE people!

... ok fine I'm saying my opinion.

I don't care for this ship. I don't care for pyrrha and I'm actively glad she is dead.

I won't even elaborate because this ship is dead and will gladly piss on its grave.

Rest in piss arkos. Overrated as fuck!

Next up is... rose garden. Finally a ship I dont mind supporting... but also... one thats gonna be hard to say

Rose garden

Look... their just fuckin cinnamon rolls and I love it!

"but you hated arkos yet both jaune and pyrrha were cinna-"

Uhp! No! None of your bullshit. But I will explain.

I don't care for arkos because I don't care for the fact pyrrha has no development. Not even a personality. She was always "the one girl that has feelings for jaune" which don't get me wrong, jaunes one of my favorite characters but I prefer the character he would be shipped with are actually characters and not... cardboard.

Now thankfully Oscar does not suffer the same fate. He's not infatuated with ruby, he is just a "kid" who just found a wizard stuck in his head and now he's off into a war he never knew about. He was timid (batshit terrified even) and yet when he sees the courage shown by the cast he slowly tries to be like them. with the moment between ruby and Oscar being a moment I fuckin love. Oscar is being honest and asking ruby why, why does she keep fighting? Keep marching into a unknown war that could very well kill her. And ruby simply answers by admitting she Is aware she might die, she even lost good people during the fall of beacon but she kept going because she wanted to be a huntress, she wanted to HELP people.

One of the many reasons I love rose garden is because these two fuckin dorks grow WITH each other instead of the simple "oh I'm the love interest of the main character I'm gonna be a cardboard cutout of the character I should be!".

I can't put it into proper words but I just love rose garden.

Whiteknight

Wait... are we actually talking about white knight and not another ship that I probably don't care about and get crucified because of them?

FUCK YEAH!

Gentlemen and ladies. I am proud to say I am whiteknight trash because damnit I love this ship.

I will say it now this ship is the shit that gives my Tumblr account LIFE. And like rose garden I can't even find words to describe how this ship makes me my brain go up with dopamine. This ship is just my favorite ship. Weiss and jaune have had so much buildup. Starting with jaune being a idiot and trying to flirt with a very much more cold Weiss (HA) To Weiss laughing at jaunes reaction to his voice after the high of depression that was V9! The little smile jaune had as he heard Weiss giggle. To the mother fuckin mature scene that has skyrocketed to memehood! I just love this ship because it is just everything I want out of a romance subplot!

Knightshade

Oh... oh we already at some.... unpopular ships.

Now this isn't exactly ship related as pyrrha was to arkos but I just don't like Blake, so you might be thinking "oh then you must hate knightshade". Well..

You.

Are.

WRONG!

I don't know why I like it I just like knightshade. It's cute, it's got enough crack to make it a crack ship, and the memes! The. Fuckin. MEMES.

God I love knightshade.

Knightfall

So... how do I say this?

I love this ship. Not joking I love this. I'd be peeved if this became cannon but as syndrome once said

"OH COME ON! YOU GOTTA ADMIT THIS IS COOL!" (Man was a salty man and died like a BITCH)

As to why?

The

Fuckin

ANGST!

I could write an entire fanfic of jaune and cinder fighting each other for days on end until jaune fucking loses but instead of killing him cinder just lets him live. To continue to fight as she gets some sick enjoyment from the attention.

That's all. (Also cinder please choke me with your thighs-)

[GLITCH HAS BEEN TEMPORARILY BANNED.]

Alright I'll behave. No thirsting, now onto.... Lancaster.... you know I can't tell if I want to be killed or be celebrated as a fuckin gift because this list is bizarre as fu-

Lancaster

.... where do I begin?

Ok I should probably state this now. I love this fuckin ship despite how... cliche it really is. I want these two dorks to be fuckin happy but I just can't say whole hearted this is my otp. It's just not for me, I'm sorry. But as you all know I have written.. some.. Lancaster fanfics (I am absolute jaune shipper trash, you can Bury me before I say any jaune ship is terrible except THAT! Even arkos ain't bad just overrated!)

But... yes I like this ship that why I'm writing fanfics in the first place I like alot of jaune ships (despite how much I hate THAT!) Because we'll most female characters that I pair with jaune have atleast some form of interaction. (Except silent knight. I just like that one because I like the "small murderous and tall gentle" dynamic. But we aren't covering silent knight.)

Now thats all I could say for Lancaster but there's one more sister that I wanna talk about but first.

For runner up on this list. Drum roll please.

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Thank you-

.....

Huh I guess that drummer wasn't as dumb-

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Ok fuck you, your fired!

Now for runner up on this list (mainly because I like it but I don't have much to say-)

Martial arcs

(ha bet y'all rat bastards weren't expecting me to list a gay ship that I liked.)

Now all I have to say is.

🎶let them be fucking gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!~

OH YEAH!🎶

Now onto... my favorite one thats not white knight. The one, the only, the truest form of "what the fuck is glitch snorting"-

Dragon slayer

This is the one ship that has continued to be a ship I love dearly.

To me yang and jaune feel like they would be each other's wing(wo)man and would just be an ride to watch.

There wasn't even any evidence in why this ship could happen. But I still love it. Y'all can call it "just a write inserting themselves as jaune" but let me say this.

Dragon slayer is the Pinnacle of the most wholesome moments! Not even Lancaster can compare to the intimacy of this ship and yes! I AM TALKING OUT OF MY ASS BECAUSE I LOVE THIS STUPID SHIP AND AINT NO ONE TELLING ME I SHOULD BE ASHAMED!

....

Ok I think that's enough talking about Rwby ships for one Day because I've caused three things.

1) probably pissed off arkos, BB, and WR shipers.

2) weirded out quite literally everyone with my batshit insanity.

3) probably started a debate on what I mean when I say "THAT!"

Anyway have a great day/night/or what other time it is bitches, bros, and non-binary rat bastards

I'm off to get crucified because OH BOY did I probably poke the bear.

#rwby ships #rwby lancaster #rwby white knight #rwby arkos #rwby dragonslayer #rwby knightshade #rwby whiteknight #rwby whiterose #rwby bumbleby #rwby bmblb #rwby rosegarden #my opinions are terrible. #rwby knightfall #rwby #martial arcs

[natsmagi]

I hate to be rude but do you know how to draw body fat or are you just gonna make tsumugi a stick with boobs over and over

THE "I HATE TO BE RUDE" AHAKGSQKG3KWHQJSUANSHDNGN PLEAAAAASEE ANON DONT LIE TO URSELF U KNOW DAMN WELL THIS WAS WRITTEN WITH CONDESCENDING INTENT LMAO but to answer ur question; yea i do! admittedly im not the best at it as i lack experience (i dont draw nudity very often so the opportunity barely arises) but i do have a general understanding of how its meant to look and yes i will continue drawing tsumugi as a stick with big boobs over and over! because this is the body type i headcanon her with and i think it suits her. i know boob sizes arent that deep, but a figure like hers carries a more "motherly" vibe to it (theres a reason we say "mommy milkers" n shit after all) plus it adds to her "hot klutz anime gf" energy. theres a Reason this portrayal is so common in the broad enstars community (including JP/KR/CN/etc artists too). when coming up with femstars portrayals my priority is not in giving you representation (that was never even there to begin with); it is to try and translate what made the character good in the original and keep that energy in this new version. now, sometimes adding a larger bit of diversity DOES help translate over the characters energy, and its a win-win for all! it just simply is not how i picture tsumugi in my head (but this does not mean i eat up those different portrayals of her any less!!! i think its super fun to see and she will always be absolutely gorgeous!!!!). if you disagree with my headcanon of her you quite literally do not need to consume my art. no one is forcing you to look at what i make. Pick up a pen and draw the tsumugi of your dreams yourself

and before anyone brings it up: yes!! skinny ppl can have big busts!!!! crazy, isnt it?? ud never expect it from the way yall discuss it! boob sizes are determined partially by fat, yes, but also genetics and if uve undergone pregnancy (the mommy milkers.....) so its INCREDIBLY weird to see people constantly talking about how those of us who draw tsumugi like this "dont know how women look" when yall dont even research the shit you spew. the reason "big boobs skinny waists" is something we've been fighting against in media portrayals is because there was a time where that was ALL THE PORTRAYAL OF WOMEN WE'D GET. THAT IS UNREALISTIC. women come in ALL shapes and sizes, and to dictate what women Can or Can't look like is fucking misogynistic and i cant believe you people dont realize this. i cant believe you dont realize the harm in what you say. alot of skinny people with big busts end up getting breast reduction surgery because 1. those mfs are heavy and 2. everyone sexualizes them!!!!!!! their bodies are viewed purely as something pornographic!!!!!! and no one wants that!!!!!!!! which shit like THIS (something being wrong with having big boobs) perpetuates. often times they hide their busts by wearing baggy clothes, which hides their figure and they end up looking a few sizes bigger just to avoid being viewed as an object. its sad!!!!! and now theres a new wave of people BODYSHAMING THEM??????? and for what??? because men think big boobs are hot???? why can women only exist in contrast to men???? why must women always think about how men will react to how they look or behave?????? why cant women of all body types just EXIST. why must there ALWAYS be someone we punch down at???? bodyshaming isnt suddenly cool just because youre shaming something men get off to

so, i have a question for you too! genuinely, what is wrong with drawing tsumugi like this? what is the harm? theres like 6 characters out of the 49 in enstars that i hc with big busts, so its not like im reducing women to this body type, and its queer people and women who are my target demographic. so whats wrong with it? im genuinely curious

#this is already long enough but not to mention how literally the entire male cast are shaped like stick figures too #like i hate to break it to you guys but mama? kuro? adonis? sticks. #they have notable abs but thats literally it #there is no muscle on those arms #so why is it now our responsibility as fanartists who draw for fun to give you something canon couldnt even provide? #again!! i think its LOVELY when people DO provide!!! but to act like we Have to? thats when it starts being fucking weird #ask

[ashtonisvibing]

egos normalcy au

everyone's just fucking normal, average people (but still queer as fuck, but that's a given)

anti and jackie both work in tech in some way. jackie has no powers, he doesn't save anyone. anti isn't some weird glitch goblin. they probably hate each other, though. anti is so xenogender, so "anti" isn't its birth name

chase is a video game streamer. still very depressed still very divorced, but no connections to IRIS (IRIS doesn't exist)

marvin is a clothing store retailer who does magic acts for kids on the side

henrik... well, still a doctor. just the stuff with sean doesn't happen.

jameson isn't a wacky guy from the 1920's. he's either a historian or plays violin, i can't decide on which. still mute and uses sign language, obviously. ooooooooo, or maybe he crafts puppets! actually yeah, i like that more, he makes puppets and marionettes ^^

robbie is henrik's adopted child but is actually fucking alive for once

general info (age, pronouns, sexuality, gender)

jackie: 34, he/him, pansexual greyasexual (prefers to just say asexual), trans man

anti: 32, it/its xe/xim, aromantic asexual, xenogender (something related to technology and glitching)/agender

chase: 35, he/him they/them bisexual, cisgender

marvin: 35, they/them, gay lesbian (i think the term is gaybian? they like men in a gay mlm way and like women in a lesbian way), genderqueer/nonbinary

henrik: 39, he/him, bisexual, cisgender

jameson: 38, he/him they/them, gay asexual, transmasc bear (like the term bear in reference to being fat and hairy and gay is his gender)

robbie: 17, they/them he/him it/its, unlabeled/queer, demigender

in terms of relationships:

jackie and chase are still childhood friends, you can pry this from my cold, dead hands

jackie and marvin are engaged

jackie and anti are step siblings and have a rocky relationship. jackie's trying to mend it a bit but anti is not having it (trauma from your parent's divorcing can be a bitch)

chase and marvin are twins, used to have a bad relationship but through some healing thanks to their childhoods they're okay now

debating on if i wanna have henrik and chase have a friends with benefits thing currently happening. depends on if i wanna bring the iplier egos in (if i do, the fwb will be a past thing, and chase and bing will be dating)

jameson and marvin are exes but on extremely good terms (it was a mutual breakup). now jameson and anti are dating

if i decide to draw stuff for this i'll include a full fledged relationship chart. despite this honestly starting out as a joke post... as you can see i have- many thoughts-

i'll probably bring a couple'a the ipliers in, i love the goobers too much lolol

#ashton is talking #jackieboy man #marvin the magnificent #jameson jackson #antisepticeye #robbie the zombie #henrik von schneeplestein #chase brody #jacksepticeye egos #jse egos au #normalcy au #< yeah that'll be the tag lololol

[doubledyke]

my cousin once tell me ''I don't get how people ship eddxeddy, they're just terrible to each other. they seem to hate each other. It's a unhealthy relationship.'' I could write a fucking DISSERTACTION over eddxeddy and why they're great, but honestly... I would LOVE listen your take on subject (please...).

haha you flatter me. let's see if i can be normal about this.

with edd and eddy it's the little things. it's the way they talk to each other, the way they look at each other, the way they know each other's quirks so well. i guess it's understandable that upon first glance some folks would conclude that they hate each other. that's part of the appeal. the back and forth teasing and bickering is absolutely their way of flirting. 100%. people often say they act like an old married couple, and really that's the best way to put it. except unlike most long married couples they actually like/love each other. they can't help but be fucking weird about each other.

from the way they talk to the way they look, they're very different from each other. they have such a fun dynamic that creates opportunities for all sorts of gags, schmaltz and angst. their personalities are so distinct that any situation they're in is bound to be entertaining. it's fun to imagine how they'd react and play off each other in different scenarios.

and of course i'm a sucker for the superficialities: edd is tall and skinny, eddy is short and fat. eddy is square, edd is round. it's great.

i think they both have their own strengths and skills that complement the other's pretty well. eddy brings edd out of his shell, as he kind of did in the show. edd helps eddy be vulnerable and get in touch with his emotions. we're moving into headcanon territory now but... edd with his ability to handle delicate social situations in a tactful way. eddy, who brings a dose of reality by calling it like he sees it. edd has the knowledge and technical skill to fix and make things. eddy makes them look pretty with his eye for aesthetics.

there's no denying there would be some toxic aspects of their relationship, especially early on. they're both the jealous type. they're both stubborn, moody and argumentative. they're both fucked in the head. its interesting to explore how they'd work through their issues with each other. there might be some co-dependency to address there. ultimately, no relationship is perfect but i think they'd be as healthy as two freaks can be. after surviving the initial emotional bloodbath.

if you asked me why, of all the possible pairings from every show on the planet, my brain is fixated on these two clowns? i couldn't begin to tell you. it baffles me. but i've learned not to question it.

#im sure you guys are getting sick of me posting my cringe but im lost in the sauce #text

[intervoids]

sometimes, if you tell someone you thought they had a van, theyll squint their eyes and nod a slow, solid, groovy yes at you

watch the mere concept of being a van owner wash over them, see the moment when they feel it get groovy, then you can see how groovy the idea of being a loser stoner with a van can elevate a loser stoner with an open mind and a sweaty cock

you cant just choose anyone, you need to find the right stinky loser, maybe she thinks the weed smell covers her hair odor and thinks that maybe the stinks combine into something boho-grunge-something she forgot that finishes the style combo shes going for. she sounds like a fuckin idiot right? wrong, that boho shit? many do it, but some do it so well, no one would dare utter the boho part. because its almost an insult, to her, she says she hated that word and what she made doesnt have some stupid appropriated foreign language all over it, i cant stand the twine, it get rougher and less stable every year i hate boohoo.

shes fucking perfect, this is what gets even the most experienced van-seeders: you have to check, double check, triple check, and im not kidding quadruple check, does she already own a van. just look around or ask her if she has any sick wheels. sick wheels is something you should only use if you need to make absolutely sure. most prime van stoner stock, will be delighted by such a cool, antiquated, and pleasant word to the tongue. And they may begin imagining cars that they'd imagine if you said sick wheels.

im so sorry, she does have a van, and she wants you to come inside the smell is more than you have ever experienced, youre not sure what it is besides weed, cigarettes, and just sex, just the smell of sex like a sweaty dick is cumming a fat load into an even sweatier pussy and now shes squirting

the smell is descriptive, you hop in and get the dicking of a lifetime, youll never forget her, you start brushing as a hobbby, then you get better, some van guys you made make for steady work. youre in demand. you finally buy that van, just because this is your life's blood. youre not better than them, why should you not embrace being 34 and let the van cradle you into your human years. its your van, itll be the best youve ever done. something generic, but something magical, someone who cheats at cards with arcane elementals and lies her way out of hell with a demon's cock ring in her palm. summons the demon, didnt have to be a cock ring, love her for that. ha, my wizard, god its coming together so well.

you finished it months ago and all your friends loved watching it come together, you take a trip, a good, solid, american highway road trip. youre at a taco bell where the people keep trying to do customer service at you, weird at a taco bell. "over there, haha" on that low, moss covered cliff. and you smell something familiar but thick and less clean somehow than even the dirtiest van bro youve had to smell in the shop. but you get, crazy horny, and you look at the wizard on your van. she appears behinid you, the rural white taco bell employee cant handle a category 12 wizard penis. it beaches onto the taco bell, kiling a senator who was only there for a photo op. yall start fuckin again, she says she felt her image, her visage being tugged from somewhere. You fall in love, she says shes 900 but she says when i was a kid a lot and usually shes going to like a mcdonalds before they removed the playplalces, so like 60, shes so hot for 60, i never thought id think of the age of 60 and want to fuck it so fucking much. and you do. at first your friends are upset at having to leave the van, but she kicks them out really aggressively and its kinda hot. theyre all weak willed stoner dudes, so you kind feel bad until you realize how its like the horniest you ever seen them. you all fuck all the way to some place called the mormon epicenter. which was honestly better than the san antonio pier thank god. you saw a demon kind in a thousand robes being offered children from every nation, and you have too ask at this point, why is this mormon, she says she said that as a joke which is extremely comforting since you like like 4 hours from salt lake.

[quarktrinity]

quark watches star trek season 2 episode 8

mccoy ogles a man

mccoys gut instinct right off the bat

mccoy commits a microaggression against spock

crewman is obviously evil aand people should listen to mccoy more often

kirks in his dumb wrap shirt again >:(

the ship Turns

kirk reacts with confusion and amazement at evil crewman grabbing his bicep

ship might blow up if they fuck with it

evil crewman shows off his robot tummy

robot crewman just stands there for four days

robot crewman demands specifically the main cast to beam down

robot crewman says "among us"

oh jesus christ its space cowboy again. i hate this guy.

hes hilarious i just wish he wasnt such a skeeze

kirk casually lets a hot lady take his communicator

extremely slutty image

space cowboy commits false imprisonment

UGH CAN YOU BE NORMAL ABOUT WOMEN FOR TWO SECONDS

space cowboy says spock isnt as heterosexual as he

space cowboy commits space theft of space intellectual property

space cowboy would prefer to evade the death penalty

"of course i left-" "he broke jail" "i borrowed transportation-" "he stole a spaceship" "and the patrol reacted in a hostile manner-" "and they fired at him" kirk i love you

space cowboy is very upset at being bored

space cowboy misses his wife who he abandoned so much that he makes an android replica of her

robots serve space cowboy because theyre bored

"why should we leave you?" "because... we dont like you. so... /waves hands/ bup-bup-bup!" kirk i LOVE you

the robots have chekhovs hivemind

space cowboy is the only heterosexual character in this show

space cowboy makes the critical error of messing with kirks ship

welcome to Robot Paradise. You Cannot Leave.

chekov is horny

Temptation

"the enterprise is not a want or a desire, it is a mechanical device" "no, its a beautiful lady and we love her!" KIRK I LOVE YOU

robots are intrigued by unhappiness

robots decide space cowboy is too cringefail to be their boss

robots commit false imprisonment

robots want to be your sugar daddies and sugar mommies

to defeat the robots we have to go apeshit

lets tranquilize the space cowboy

kirk calls space cowboy fat. which to be fair is accurate but dont be rude kirk

kirk is very good at manipulating robots

uhura you double-crosser

uhura wants a sexy immortal robot body. ok

oh shit it was an act! they planned it all along! i love this

the crew puts on a dance performance for the robots

uhura gracefully slaps chekov

spock is surprised he cant knock out the robots

spock kills robots by being Weird

scotty and mccoy do a little /smiles and nods while poking chin/

"logic is a wreath of pretty flowers which smell bad"

the crew kills robots by being Weird

this episode is so absurd. i love it

spock pantomimes a bomb

this is something that would play out in a theatre class

space cowboy kills robot by essentially saying "this statement is false"

lmao

this episode is awesome

mccoy tries and fails to commit another microaggression against spock

space cowboy is jailed on robot planet forever on the basis of Hes Annoying

kirk forces space cowboy to hang out with several copies of his robot ex wife. this is the best episode ever

#quark watches star trek #star trek #star trek tos

[smute]

Charlie goes to his crusty bedroom and reads his precious Moby-Dick essay one more time while glugging from a two-liter bottle of bed-Pepsi. We get to hear his favorite part of the essay: “The whale doesn’t have any emotions, he’s just a poor big animal.” As a fat person who has actually read Moby-Dick, even the “boring chapters,” THAT IS NOT WHAT MOBY-DICK IS ABOUT OR WHAT MOBY DICK THE WHALE IS LIKE AT ALL. Obviously we’re supposed to draw some parallel between Moby Dick the actual whale and Charlie the human whale, but, like, why? What shallow fucking bullshit! Can you even map one on top of the other at all? Has anyone ever read Moby-Dick and thought, “wow, what a pathetic loser” about the whale? The ungraspable phantom of life himself???? Thin people don’t think of fat people as powerful and inscrutable phantoms—they’re absolutely positive they can scrute everything about us, our “everything” being CHEESY BUGLES! Hence this movie!!!!! Don’t talk about my favorite book, DARREN. I don’t come to your house and explain The Mystery Method wrong! Anyway, then Charlie uses his cursed rusty mobility aids to turn out the light and go to sleep. Spooky!

[...] How do fat suits work? Does Brendan Fraser have to wear individual little sausage tubes on each finger? I can’t stop thinking about how many awards the visual effects people (or whatever department makes fat suits) are going to win for this. It’s like if I got a Nobel Prize for drawing a mean picture of your grandma. Also, for the record, I know the fat suit was really expensive, but it looks weird! It doesn’t hang right! He looks like the mascot for an NBA team called the Wichita Big Pile of Raw Chicken. Hmm, if only there was a way to depict a fat person in a movie without an expensive flappy silicon slug bag!

While Charlie is in the bathroom crying (really), Thomas shows up again and Ellie introduces herself: “What’s more surprising—that a gay guy has a daughter, or that someone actually found his penis?” Wow, once again, thank you so much to Darren Aronofsky and playwright Samuel D. Hunter for spending TEN YEARS on this extremely humanizing screenplay! I feel seen, unlike my own genitals!!!

Charlie is so moved that he goes, “You wrote these amazing, honest things… You’ve all been so honest with me. I just want to be honest with you too.” And then he TURNS ON HIS WEBCAM and SHOWS THEM HIS HUGE FACE AND BODY! All the students lose it and they’re grimacing and cowering before him and taking pictures of the screen, LOL, even though literally it just looks like a regular guy???????? It’s a Zoom square! It looks like a close-up of a guy’s face! No one would have any reaction to this! If there’s one thing this movie does perfectly, it’s trick thin people into telling on themselves about how uncomfortable they are around fat people!

Then Liz comes back and reveals that, LMAO, what happened to Alan is that he starved himself to death (kind of), and that’s why now Charlie has to EAT himself to death. Wooooooow, who wrote that brilliant juxtaposition? Grover??? Is this supposed to be profound? It's less nuanced than when people say “the terrorists hate our freedom”! Actually, you know what? This detail with Alan is the central problem with this entire movie: Being thin is not the opposite of being fat!!!!!!!! STARVING IS NOT THE OPPOSITE OF EATING. Having a body is a complex state! [...] Then they clarify that actually Alan starved himself ALMOST to death and then jumped off a bridge. Jumping! The most thin-privilege way to die!

sorrynotsorry bout all the whale poasting but this review by lindy west was very cathartic for me! its a shitty movie and extremely triggering not just for fat people but anyone with any sort of complicated feelings around food and your own body tbh. so im sharing it here. butt news has a free subscription and lindy west is hilarious so. go read it and maybe read some other reviews too

#i watched it yesterday and was very dismissive of it but it really hit close to home and made me feel and think some not so nice things #so thank you lindy west as always #fatphobia tw #the whale #lindy west #&