#may as well add it and really expose myself

[svsss-fanon-exposed]

Exposing SVSSS Fanon: 25/∞

VIOLENCE AS COURTSHIP IS A PART OF DEMON CULTURE

Rating: CANON

A nearly universal trope, especially in Moshang fics, is the fact that courtship is performed through violence in demon culture, and that the misunderstandings between the pair are because of cultural differences. The fact that demons mistreat the targets of their affection is canon, however, it is important for fans to note that this sort of characterization and worldbuilding is rooted in racial and ethnic stereotypes.

This is one of the most-requested topics I've ever written on this blog, and I took a long time to think about how best to approach the subject in a way that both keeps to the intention of this blog (referencing canon & providing quotes) as well as raising awareness to the very real problematic aspects of what is a well-loved and often-used trope in fanon that I don't think most western fans are aware of.

First, the canon analysis:

“If you hold unique feelings for a certain person, how can you make them understand your intentions?” Luo Binghe asked. Obviously, no one dared to tear down Luo Binghe’s facade and expose him directly, but this question was really very…unsuited to the demonic approach. After a long moment, not a single person had answered. In fact, the answer was so simple that any normal human could have given it to you. If you liked someone, you should just tell them. Unfortunately, there was not a single “normal” person on the scene—and aside from Shang Qinghua, there also were no “humans” either. Mobei-Jun thought about it. With the paths his mind was given to take, there was no telling how he had interpreted “unique” feelings. “Beat them up three times a day?” (7 Seas, Ch. 26)

Most of the fandom remembers this passage, and some may think that this is where the interpretation of violence as courtship comes from-- however, that is not the case. This passage might actually not refer to courtship at all-- while that is one possible interpretation, Mobei-jun could also be interpreting "unique feelings" to mean something different than "romantic feelings," since Luo Binghe didn't specify romance directly.

The "violent demonic courtship" idea actually originates much earlier in the novel, just after the invasion of Qiong Ding Peak:

In truth, Shen Qingqiu didn’t intend to tease; he thought himself very straightforward. The one who’d tampered with Luo Binghe’s dream realm was Sha Hualing. Though she did have some harmful intentions, her underlying motive was obvious. Naturally, she was driven by a young girl’s secret yearning for love. Otherwise, she would have directed her aggressions toward others, not specifically Luo Binghe. Demons were compelled to viciously bully the person they liked. Only if the object of their affections failed to die would the demon accept them. If their target died, that meant they were useless and not worth nursing any lingering affections for. (7 Seas, Ch. 3)

This, in fact, has somewhat more serious connotations than the way I have often seen it interpreted in fanworks-- it is not merely beating up a potential partner, but pushing them to their limits, nearly driving them to death, and it is certainly implied that it is not uncommon for the object of a demon's affections to actually die.

Now that the canonical basis of the idea has been established, let us move on to the second, and arguably more important part of this post: the racism.

I would like to add a disclaimer here-- I am going to discuss this in hopes of raising more awareness in the fandom, but I am not North/West/Central Asian myself, so I will only mention things in brief and somewhat generally-- if anyone who belongs to the affected cultures would like to make corrections, or more detailed explanations, or any other additions to this post on this topic, I greatly welcome that, as I feel it is an important issue that should be addressed.

In Chinese fiction, particularly fantasy genres like xianxia/xuanhuan/xiuzhen, but also in historical and wuxia fiction, there is a pervasive, prevalent tendency for authors to use racial and ethnic stereotypes against Central, Northern, and Western Asian cultures such as Mongolian & Arab cultures in their worldbuilding regarding the North, while stereotypes against Southeast Asian cultures are used in worldbuilding regarding the South. These stereotypes are most typically applied to villains and villainous groups, and are so widespread as to be ubiquitous within the genre. MXTX has used these tropes before-- notably with the Banyue people in TGCF, with adaptations of both TGCF and MDZS including design stereotypes, such as CQL's portrayal of the Qinghe Nie (combining their tendency toward violence and 'unnatural' cultivation method, with design traits typically associated with Northern/Central Asian cultures).

It is worth noting, though, that most authors do not intentionally use these traits as racist stereotypes in their worldbuilding, especially when regarding a non-human species-- in the same way that western fantasy authors use goblin and orc characters and tropes without realizing or acknowledging their racist origins and connotiations, these stereotypes have simply become genre tropes without that direct connection to their origins. Nonetheless, it is still worth noting-- and worth trying not to fall into the trap of leaning into stereotypical traits in fanworks' character portrayals.

Stereotypes include but are not limited to barbaric and brutish cultural traits, association with animals/having animal features, dark or corrupt magical/spiritual practices, certain types of braided hairstyles & other fashion choices, and originating from the far north or south.

Some of the prejudice and stereotyping of Northern Asian cultures likely originates from the fact that in the past, China was invaded and subjugated by peoples from the north (under Mongolian rule during the Yuan dynasty, and under Manchurian rule during the Qing dynasty) as well as having many conflicts with these peoples throughout history. In fact, the Qing dynasty only ended in the early 1900s, so some of this oppression is still in recent memory-- nonetheless, people belonging to ethnic minorities in China are still affected by this negative stereotyping today, so regardless of the origin, racism is still racism and should be addressed, and China today is a majority Han Chinese nation-- even if Han Chinese are considered a minority and affected by systemic racism in other places in the world.

Additionally, many tropes specifically applied to the southern demons, but also used for demon culture as a whole, are tied to stereotypical portrayals of Southeast Asian culture, which is rooted in a long history of Imperial China's invasion and oppression.

All of those stereotypes listed above apply to SVSSS' demon culture. Even in Mobei-jun's name-- 漠北 meaning "northern desert," which is the real-world name for a region in the north of the Gobi desert in Mongolia.

Therefore, it is important to remember that though violence-as-courtship in demon culture is canonical within SVSSS' setting, it nonetheless originates from harmful racial and ethnic stereotypes. It would be a good idea for fans to keep this in mind when creating their fanworks, and to treat the topic with sensitivity-- but I will leave any direct suggestions on how to handle this to those who are actually part of the affected groups.

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(thanks to @flidgetjerome for additional notes regarding SEAsian stereotyping and author intent!)

#svsss #fanon exposed #svsss demon culture #mobei jun #canon #I don't know if I did a good job addressing the sensitive topics here so please feel free to correct anything I got wrong #or if I've overstepped anywhere #i just want to use the platform i have to bring this to the western fandom's attention since i don't think it's widely known #i will very gladly reblog any additions from fans who wish to weigh in but definitely don't feel pressured to do so

[ruija]

Well I really love your art, may I ask how do u color? I struggle with coloring turtles and I wasn't to know how do u do that?

Hi anon! That's a very broad question, so you've given me a great excuse to ramble anything I want about my coloring, eehehehee~! This will be in two parts and I'll start with talking about my simpler coloring style.

As in, when I color characters on a white background, with a limited or light palette.

The driving force behind this style is me being lazy. My time, energy, and attention span are pretty limited, so if I want to finish anything, I gotta do it fast. And with fanart, I'm usually just doing it for fun and relaxation, so there's no need to push myself to polish it too much.

Despite that, I rarely post just black and white sketches or line arts. I always try to add at least a little bit of toning or shading, because that makes the image easier to read. The characters and their shapes pop out and catch the eye of the viewer better.

However, in this particular example, just the couple toning colors don't quite do the job. The way Don and Leo are entangled makes the center area of this illustration very busy and hard to read.

As a comparison; this pic has only one tone + mask colors, and it works. This is because all the characters are standing separately and their poses are very stationary and simple.

So for the Don + Leo pic, adding some shadows helps in bringing out shapes and depths. Also in general, if you don't feel like drawing BGs, it's good to at least add a shadow below the characters. It grounds them and makes them feel like they exist within a space.

Sometimes if the posing looks too complex and busy, it might just be best to color in the characters fully.

However, even if I do full flat colors, I tend to use a lighter palette. Putting characters in their neutral/default color on a white BG can look a bit jarring as if they're floating in a void. It feels less immersive and like the picture is unfinished.

Using lighter colors makes the image more cohesive, and fits the characters into the white environment a bit more naturally.

If I'm too lazy to draw a BG, I prefer using stylized and limited colors. It feels deliberate and that the whiteness is just part of the palette, whereas the character-accurate colors on white don't match as well, even if they're more pastel.

That being said, there's nothing wrong with just slapping the flat-colored characters on a white background. As you know, I do it too. I'm just exposing my 'fancy coloring style' for what it is; me being lazy, hah!

Limited and monochromatic palettes are a nice shortcut even when you do actual backgrounds. It's faster and you don't have to worry about clashing colors. And you can still convey atmosphere and mood.

Also, on the topic of conserving your time and efforts; I think it's very common among younger/less experienced artists to think that the amount of time you spend on your art piece = how good and well received that piece will be.

Which has some merit to it of course, but it can lead to putting too much effort into areas where it's not necessary. E.g. filling the piece with tons of details and clutter that don't serve an actual purpose, but rather make the image hard to read. Or doing really complicated shading for a meme/comic, where simplicity would deliver the joke better.

So whenever I'm drawing something I intend to publish, whether it's a quick doodle or a more polished piece, I try to follow these two principles: Make it easily readable and do the bare minimum that needs to be done to convey what I want to convey.

Putting time into practice is important, but if you draw for work, it's also crucial that you know how to prioritize and use your time efficiently!

Anyway, thanks for reading! In the next part I'll go into how I do my fully colored pieces, so stay tuned for that!

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #ruija replies #drawing tutorial #art tutorial

[educating-bimbos]

The Pinned Post 2

new pinned post because tumblr hid my old one from my view so I can't see, edit it, or reblog it to add an addendum. I only have a few things to add, so I am just going to copy and paste it.

Who is Educating Bimbos?

My name is Nicolette. I am a technical artist, musician, and an outdoorsy type of gal. I enjoy the finer things in life, and I fancy myself a traditional woman and a bimbo. I don't really enjoy mindlessly obsessing over labels, but if it helps people gauge where my brain is at, I am pro-patriarchy, in favor of traditional gender roles and dynamics, an ex-feminist, and before all else a believer in one's ability to exercise personal freedoms. My beliefs, mannerisms, and presentation attract the ire of feminists, born-again-religious types, and any number of anti-fun douchebags. At the end of the day, just remember that behind this silly blog is a silly person.

What is Educating Bimbos?

It is a blog and small community of bimbos looking to learn more about and express a traditional lifestyle. It is also about people who may not be familiar with or comfortable around things like BDSM get a nice and soft introduction to it without being exposed immediately to the idea of how people can enjoy things in a pseudo-sexual context. At the end of the day, it is a blog and community where I and other like-minded people can express silly ideas without the fear of being lambasted by people seeking to harm others.

Where is Educating Bimbos?

Educating Bimbos can be found in one of these two places.

Why is Educating Bimbos?

Well for a while I was annoyed by the lack of communities that focused on a kind of "hyper-feminine" aesthetic while also promoting more traditional ideas. There was also the issue of communities that have tried this before of devolving into bigoted and abusive communities that would do everything under the sun to create an insular and ToS breaking community. I spoke with a friend of mine who runs a similar community a while ago and she inspired me to give this a shot. Now - close to 3 years later - I have a steadily growing community that pulls from all corners of ideology, cultural, ethnic, and interest level and the discord has been almost completely drama-free in its whole existence.

When is Educating Bimbos?

I am alive and doing silly stuff all day, every day. Except when it is nap time in which case I will be in the realm of dreams.

What's an ex-lesbian and why do you call yourself that?

For a number of very personal reasons, I have decided to call myself an ex-lesbian. I did this of my own volition, and I was not pressured into doing so. For a long time, I had thought of myself as a lesbian, mostly because of socialization and how all the girls around me were so might as well follow suit. I experienced a number of harmful and traumatic events when I considered myself a lesbian and it effected how I view myself. After a while and talking to some friends who I trust dearly, I came to the realization that I am not a lesbian and that it really isn't a thing I identify with the same way others do. I am still trying to come to grips with that given I only relatively recently had that realization. I also feel that people use that term in bad faith to harm people and to push bad narratives and ideas so I thought "hey might as well try and take back what should be an innocuous phrase."

In short, I think an ex-lesbian is just a way of identifying one's sexuality similar to asexuality or demisexuality. It is not that I am one sexuality or another, it's that my sexuality is defined by my experience and coming of age.

I have had a number of people confront me about this, talk to me about it in sincere curiosity, and even attack me. I welcome anyone who is curious or has a genuine contention to come to me in DMs, I am not a mean person, and I will love to talk honestly and respectfully. I find that disagreement is not grounds to discredit or avoid befriending people, I hope you can do the same.

Further questions for Educating Bimbos?

If you find that these questions are unsatisfactory in any regard, or you wish to try your hand at doing what I do, follow these two links!

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#educatingbimbos #femininity #tradfem #housewife #traditional gender roles #stepford wife #traditional femininity #traditional women #ask a bimbo #bimbocore #ex lesbian #ex feminist

[daftpatience]

Hi! Would you mind talking a little about how you made your pants? I'm in the same boat of not being able to find tripp pants in my size. I LOVE what you did and definitely want to try making a pair myself but I don't really know where to start

YES i can talk lots about it!! in fact i can draw some about it as well!

i'll put it all under a cut since it's gonna be a Long Post! and heres the pants we are talking abt btw

so i started with 2 pairs of skinny jeans. generally skinny jeans in plus sizes are easier to find because they think we are scared of looking any bigger (and since they're out of style lately you'll likely be able to thrift them very easily, but really any cut of full length jeans will work). the first pair (jeans 1) should fit how you want at the top, but it wasn't as important if the legs or the second pair (jeans 2) fit because we'll be chopping those up.

i cut them into segments as shown, though you could do more or fewer:

then i cut each leg 'ring' that i've made open and laid them all out flat. i also took the pockets off of jeans 2, and set aside the rest for scraps. you'll have something like this:

essentially what i'm going to do is attach 2 legs together to increase the circumference - the reason i cut strips is so i can mix and match colours to make it more interesting and look more intentional! i swapped them around like this:

then i sewed the strips back into 4 leg pieces. keep in mind for this whole project i am sewing with exposed seams to minimize bulk/be comfortable on the inside/look more grungy, so not a lot of this is gonna be turning stuff inside out and i'm actually being a little bit messy with my lines on purpose. i did 2 passes of zigzag stitch right next to each other over every seam for stretch and strength. also, unless you have 2 of the exact same pairs of pants they're probably not gonna perfectly match at the edges, this is okay because we'll be trimming the rough edges next - the top of the leg should match 1/2 the circumference of the legholes of jeans 1 (and if you want to make that circumference bigger you can use a scrap to add a triangle shaped dart to the outside seams of the jeans):

it may feel weird to be removing width when we want them wide, but don't forget we've essentially doubled the width of the entire leg here. i wanted a very straight leg that matched my thigh circumference all the way down, so i pretty much just cut a straight line, but if you have enough material to make it flare out at the bottom and you want to do that, definitely go for it! you could even reattach the leg upside down if the 2 ankles combined happen to be enough to match your thigh, but i liked keeping the original bottom hem on mine so i kept it right side up.

from there i sewed the legs up and attached them back to jeans 1. i did mine so that the checkered seam was in the front but you could rotate them a bit to just have it stripey in the front if you wanted. then I applique'd the extra pockets on. this would probably have been easier to do before sewing the legs fully into a tube, but i wanted to make sure they were placed exactly how i wanted so i had to complete the jeans first to see.

i also sewed 4 tiny loops on the front and backs of the shin area using the belt loops from jeans 2 so i could clip on some lil chains. theres so much more you can do tho!

phew, i think that's everything i did!

if anyone makes a pair of pants with this tut i would LOVE to see!!!!!!!!!!!!

#sewing tutorial kinda #big pants #reference

[riddle-me-ri]

Headcanons of the Riddlers please? Their s/o is feeling kinda flirty/and a bit bad😉. So what do they do? They decide to parade around the place in as little clothing as possible. Nothing immediately obvious like lingerie or kinky outfits. Maybe booty shorts or underwear and a croptop or a bralette. Something casual but still risqué. They just really want to tease Eddie. They also hope he’ll be able to take the damn hint and screw them, or at least make out.

A/N: hehehe not even gonna lie this is some shit I'd do. Something subtly, casual, not an obvious cry for attention but also like they'd know I'd only wear this kind of get up for one reason lmao.

Also sorry for the lack of posts lately, well into the new year and your girl experienced burnout whomp whomp (not to mention almost spiraled comparing myself rip) plus I've been trying to get back into drawing again so that's taken up some time too! I'm slowly getting back into it though…slowly but surely.

Trigger Warning: highly suggestive, touching, flirting, nothing entirely explicit

Reader Trying to Get Different Riddler’s Attention

Arkhamverse Riddler: 

- It was a rare occurrence when you were allowed in Eddie's workshop. 

- It was even more rare for him to give you attention which is why you were down there in the first place.

- However, you had a plan for this visit. 

- You wore one of Edward's button up shirts that he hasn't fully "riddler-ed" yet, but it was dyed green with some question marks on it. 

- However it remained unbuttoned... 

- Ed rolled his eyes, already forgetting he let you down here, but when he turned to scold you about disturbing him-

- "What do you think you're wearing?!" 

- Ed's breathing increased, his brain working into overdrive. 

- How dare you distract him like this, how dare you come down so foolishly exposed…how dare you look so good…

- He stammered like a fish out of water

- He reminds you, but not without also dutifully removing your previous outfit. 

Reevesverse/Dano Riddler: 

- Oh, so you wanna kill him?

- You’re just scrolling through your phone on the couch.

- Waiting for him to come home from work. 

- You really don’t think you’re in anything too...obscene. 

- Just a tank top and underwear.

- However, you’re spooked by a loud thump by your front door. 

- You look up to see Edward silently blinking at you, after unceremoniously dropping his briefcase. 

- You stand up from the couch and walk over to him.

- He gets a good look at how slim fitting the tank is along with how your underwear slightly rolled up over your ass from being on the couch. 

- He acts like he’s seen a ghost or maybe something less ominous…an angel maybe?

- While he’s distracted…

- You take the chance to tiptoe over to him, wrap your arms around him and pull him into a gentle kiss.

- With hopes it’ll turn into something more.

Gotham Riddler: 

- Ed wasn’t sure what to expect when he got back to his apartment. 

- He didn’t expect you to be dancing around the living room and walk-in kitchen half naked though. 

- You were twirling and humming about to some song on the radio while cooking dinner. 

- Clearly, enjoying yourself, and very comfortably, he might add. 

- You were wearing your favorite (and his too) green off the shoulder pullover and the shortest sport shorts you owned. 

- Simultaneously, Ed is hanging his jacket and loosening his tie and watching you parade around.

- Perfectly unaware of his presence. 

- You practically jump out of your skin when he wraps his arms around you from behind. 

- You're terrified shriek turns into a giggle fit when you realize it’s just Ed. 

- However, he doesn’t let you turn around to properly greet him. 

- He’s too busy leaving kisses on your exposed skin and his hands slowly sliding up the sweater to touch more of your skin.

BTAS Riddler: 

- He's not stupid…

- Oblivious…ehh maybe. 

- I mean we all saw the giggle fit he became at the slightest flirtatious interaction.  

- Eddie's mind is racing with ideas, designs, and schemes 

- So it may take a minute or two…

- To see you walking around in an almost nude mesh bralette and green boxer shorts.

- You would notice that every time he returned back to his room, he lingered in the room you were in for longer and longer periods of time. 

- He may be oblivious but once he catches on, he's quick to act. 

- Before you know it you feel his arms wrapped around your waist as he pulls you into him. 

- It doesn't take long for him to start kissing along your exposed skin

- Making his way to kiss your lips.

Zero Year/Capullo Riddler: 

- I’m fairly certain he’d rather you wear next to nothing on a regular basis. 

- He’d consider you being more of a tease if you, ACTUALLY wore a proper shirt, sweatpants, something that actually covered you up. 

- However, one day you actually indulge him and his selfish if not slightly scummy desires. 

- The wee bastard had to do a double take. 

- However it doesn't take long for him to catch the hint. 

- Whether you're wearing short and revealing clothes. 

- Or something long and plain but nothing underneath. 

- He’ll notice and he'll take…ehh…appropriate inappropriate action?

Twojar Riddler:

- You teased him once that you’d look just as good in his shirt unbuttoned than he did. 

- Of course, being the egomaniac he is, he denied that claim

- (dummy didn't stop to think of how hot the idea was…dummy)

- Or he did and he wanted to trick you to try it out…that seems more on brand for this Ed. 

- You let the suggestion marinate for a while, hoping Ed will forget, so you can use it to get his attention again. 

- There you were in a signature white shirt, buttoned down extremely low like your partner. 

- You even went the extra mile and snatched a green suit jacket too. 

- Double take #2, he almost walks past you and to another room until he looks back at you. 

- He's chuckling as he slowly stalks his way over to you.

- Slowly hovers above you, removing his own shirt and jacket before attentively removing your own.

Gotham City Sirens Riddler: 

- Edward was locked up in office again, mulling over a case. 

- He hasn’t been home in days. He used to reach out to you, at least a phone call. 

- Now, you have no choice but to reach out yourself. 

- Of course, in public you were properly covered in a long trench coat. 

- When you get to the office however, you reveal to be wearing a lace green bralette and short booty shorts. 

- You didn’t knock on his door or anything you just hung out in his waiting room. 

- When Ed finally walked out he was shocked to see you lounging on the couch. He forgot he had given you a key…

- Ed was about to interrogate you, then he saw what you’re wearing

- You grinned as he scoffed. 

- Yet, when you got up to answer the question you knew he was going to ask

- Edward silently grabbed your hands and slowly walked you back into his private office. 

- You didn’t fail to notice he locked his door too…

Telltale Riddler: 

- He’s well aware what you’re trying to do. 

- Just so you know, it won’t work. 

- At least, that’s what he’ll tell you to deter him.

- While on the contrary, it’s having way more of an effect on him than he’ll ever care to admit. 

- The fact he tried to vocally discourage you shows he can’t even ignore you at this point. 

- You were just wearing an oversized t-shirt, with a few holes here and there. 

- Showing sneak peeks of your bare body underneath. 

- It was absolutely juvenile of you to parade around in that…

- Looks like he’s going to have to discipline you for trying to distract him…

Young Justice Riddler: 

- Oh, so you wanna kill him 2.0

- He can barely handle you when you wear a normal fitted shirt and jeans most days. 

- Let alone something even slightly more provocative. 

- Although, you don't see it that way. It's just an oversized green shirt and underwear…

- Yet whenever the shirt rolls up and shows more of legs

- Heaven forbid if it teases in showing your underwear too 

- He's a steaming, red faced dork, squirming around on the couch two cushions away from you. 

- You look over your phone and ask what's wrong. 

- Eddie tries to exclaim its nothing, nothing at all

- But the redness of his face and the tent in his pants say, it's DEFINITELY something.

Hush (DCAU) Riddler: 

- No one could build up his confidence as much as you do. 

- The fact you willingly wanna be with him and love him…even through all the ridicule he gets from both the good and the bad guys. 

- It's not hard to get his attention.

- However, there are days he's too wrapped up in his schemes or to be honest bummed down to even get out of bed. 

- Yet the one time he does get out of bed, he catches you wearing a crop top and sweats. 

- He shouldn't have reacted the way he did. 

- Honestly what you were wearing was perfectly normal…

- You’re so beautiful though…

- The fact you’re so comfortable with him, open with him, and that you love him. 

- Immediately forgetting what he was initially in the room for and made a beeline for you. 

- As you looked up to greet him, his lips landed over yours before you could say anything

- You have no idea what you did (ehh maybe you do) but you definitely make plans to do it again.

#ri writes #arkhamverse riddler x reader #reevesverse riddler x reader #dano riddler x reader #gotham riddler x reader #btas riddler x reader #zero year riddler x reader #capullo riddler x reader #the war of jokes and riddles riddler x reader #twojar riddler x reader #gotham city sirens riddler x reader #telltale riddler x reader #young justice riddler x reader #yj riddler x reader #hush (dcau) riddler x reader

[marukrawler]

Yeah there would need to be some reshuffling. I think many suggested Barry as Pyros as it would need minimal design alterations. Though it feels... a little boring ... you know. Ace can work as Aquos if we add Lancelot theme (lol) to his bakugan evolutions. We can even play with arthurian themes. Yes, it makes Mira his Arthur and we can pull so much from this. It doesn't matter that the original may not have been that deep. Doesn't matter.

it would mean no Marucho but! I think him having screentime in Gundalions was a right call because his Ren dynamics were good. So he is still represented. Mira must stay subterra for gus parallel purposes (and salt mines). Speaking of Gus, gus as bastard theory is good so maybe it would have worked as canon.

continuation of this ask and this ask.

couldn't help myself so i drew my version of pyrus!baron and aquos!ace ashjdjsksk

some notes:

pyrus for baron works surprisingly well with his energetic attitude and canon catchphrase 「激熱!」 gekiatsu! → "let's fire this up!"

added some tails to his headband. i was gonna replace the lightning bolt with flames but i can't draw flames so 😭pyrus symbol it is rip

his overall fit is pretty nice so i didn't want to change anything. although i didn't draw the rest of him, i can imagine swapping his pants and boots for dan's since dan won't be in the resistance in this au lol

ace was lucky enough to get some of shun's gender ambiguous swag. the gloves and exposed shoulders are an obvious reference to shun's resistance fit. kept the big sleeves bc that's ace's thing™️but he will have to fight hatsune miku for the trademark tho.

the rings in his hair are actually a reference to elyon from w.i.t.c.h. for no other reason other than i thought it'd look cool. but it also works because marucho's resistance outfit has a lot of circles on it.

could be nice if there was some lady of the lake stuff sprinkled into ace's ability cards especially after percival evolves into knight percival but alas, i know nothing about the legend of king arthur so im leaving this up to you guys lmao.

and yeah, i totally agree with you. marucho is really not needed for the first half of nv so i don't mind swapping him out for runo or alice. mira of course should stay because she started the resistance and she needs to be the driving force behind the whole bakugan liberation movement. the spectra/gus and mira/ace parallels would be even more pronounced with ace acting as mira's lancelot 🫣

as for the gus theory asjhdjksask i don't mind if it's there in a possible s2 rewrite or not. i feel like that kinda plot twist would need a reason to be there so i'll think about what it could mean for gus' character arc to be zenoheld's bastard child because it would change a lot.

#bakugan #this ask was sooooo overdue sorry it took so long ajsdhajskasjl

[wulflynn]

Cullen Rutherford Fanfiction Recommendation...

This is a list of AO3 fics that I've really enjoyed reading, and I wouldn't have found them myself if it weren't for other recommendation posts on Tumblr. There are still plenty more that I've yet to find that I know I'll enjoy, but as of right now, these have been amazing reads that I'm sure others are bound to enjoy as well if they're fond of Cullen c:

WARNING: pretty sure they're all rated for mature audiences, but if you click on any of these please check the tags to decide if you'd like to read any further.

I hope the formatting for this is correct, if there is a correct-or typical-way to format these recommendations. I just did it how it'd made sense to me *shrug. Correct me, otherwise. Teach me how to Tumblr.

Thank you to the authors for your creative prowess and for giving me permission to add your stories to this list! I'll add more over time, I'm sure. May you receive all of the kudos and feedback, and continue to find joy in creating your stories. <3

Wrong fandom but I'm always compelled to say, "kill write well...and often." x3

Updated 04/08/2023: A couple more have been added! c:

Summary: When the Inquisition disbands, Cullen disappears without a trace. After he is found begging in the streets of Val Chevin, his long-time friend and former lover, Mira, comes to find and bring him home. As she tries to help him quit lyrium for good, they discuss their past and finally say all the things between them previously left unsaid.

Summary: Everyone around her seemed incomprehensibly eager to have the rebel mages close the Breach. Never mind that it made her a funnel in some magical experiment, one that they didn't know for sure would even work. No, much better if they found the templars instead - for herself and for Myca. Yet it was only the suspicious commander who shared this view. Suddenly she had a reason to get on his good side.

Broken Song by Decim

Summary: Remy Hawke and Knight-Captain Cullen have been entangled with each other since their first meeting… she’s made sure of that. What started out as an ill-advised affair quickly grew into something more, though circumstances made that certain lines could never be crossed. Once she leaves the city and her position as Viscountess, they say goodbye for good, not anticipating that only a year later they will meet again when the world is coming to an end.

An alternate version of Dragon Age: Inquisition in which Hawke attended the Conclave and became the Herald, with flashbacks to Dragon Age 2.

Thank you to @decimdraws on Tumblr! ✨

Wander the Drifting Roads - Pt. 1 of Nothing Wrought Shall be Lost by mortonsspoon

Summary: After defeating Corypheus, Lavellan thought the worst was behind them. When Cullen is captured and exposed to red lyrium, the Inquisition loses its Commander and Lavellan loses the man she loves.

The two face diverging paths forward: Lavellan attempts to find purpose in life after the end of the organization they built together, and Cullen must find a way to come to terms with the darkness he's faced for a decade before he loses his memories of her forever.

Book of Memories - Pt. 2 of Nothing Wrought Shall Be Lost by mortonsspoon

Summary: There is a book in Comtesse Lavellan’s library in Kirkwall. It has been meticulously bound in leather, with the shape of a tall, spreading tree and a lion embossed on the front. Inside, there are a number of writings: recollections from a darker time, hopes and fears, and moments archived in writing for their own safekeeping.

Or: An anthology of what happened to Emmaera and Cullen before, during, and after the events of Wander the Drifting Roads.

*Tags will be updated as chapters are posted

Thank you to @shivunin on Tumblr! ✨

This is a series of works and I will post the description and notes rather than the summary like with others c:

Description: "When your skies are grey, and your whole world is shaking, to the Moon and back, I'll love you more than that."

Notes: A collection of short fics and drabbles about Cullen Rutherford and Eurydice Lavellan.

Thank you to @star--nymph on Tumblr! ✨

In Waking Dreams by AParisianShakespearean

Summary: They fall in love slowly during the war at the height of the Inquisition. During their romantic and eventually sexual relationship, the former Circle mage and former templar discover they love one another as more than the Commander and Inquisitor, more than the rose that survived and endured the winter, and more than a forgotten goddess of old. Then war, like everything, ends. They dream of dawn after stars. *** The love story between Inquisitor Lydia Trevelyan and her Commander. As the Inquisition begins and unravels, so do their own personal struggles, issues, torrid pasts, and feelings for one another. Sprinklings of other characters here and there. Slightly diverges from canon. Rated E for later chapters.

Thank you to @a-shakespearean-in-paris on Tumblr! ✨

Description: Take a look at the Thedas with Inquisitor Trevelyan, a noble, a mage and a leader. Her adventures weren't filled with just action and fighting, but it came with a hint of drama and romance - something the nobles would often gossip about.

Thank you to PoptartCandy (I'm not sure if they're on tumblr, but this can be amended if so)!

Summary:

Evelyn Trevelyan, once on her way to become a Senior Enchanter at the Circle of Ostwick, now an apostate, has had a very hard last couple of years. And it looks like she can expect to have very hard years ahead of her, too.

Luckily for her, she has plenty of experience hiding just how awkward, clumsy, and terrified she is of everything. Also luckily for her, she discovers that there are people she doesn't have to hide from. Friendships, family, and even love can be found and forged in the unlikeliest of places. Bridges are built to span the breach between warring peoples and hearts even as they fight the Breach in the sky and the one that caused it.

Yet another retelling of the adventures that occur in Dragon Age: Inquisition. Mostly canon, divergences are like a scenic route. Filling in the holes, building the friendships and relationships, and connecting the dots that we don't see in-game. From the light and playful moments to the dark and violent twists and turns, joy and angst, eventual smut, thus the M rating.

Thank you to Kartoonist (I don't know if they're on tumblr either, but if so this will be amended)!

#cullen rutherford #cullen romance #cullen x inquisitor #cullen x hawke #cullen x lavellan #cullen x trevelyan #dragon age fanfiction #dragon age inquisition #dragon age 2 #dragon age origins #cullen rutherford fanfiction #fanfiction recommendation

[tonberry-yoda]

HELOOOOO

ONCE AGAIN REQUESTING FOR CROCO MAN

fr the moment i saw your post i def did not go WOOOOOOWOWOWOWO HAHAHHA

Made my day 🕺

Anyway back to business 😤

You can add more things and it doesnt have to be the same

no problemo👌

Crocodile about to kiss his S/O when their 6 year old ran into the room screaming for their father to look at their new arts and craft creation and also begging croc to play with them, crocoman plays it off smoothly by adjusting and combing what atoms there were to rearrange while turning to his child in his usual calm demeanour like "Hm?" while, his wife tries to hide her laughter and panic with crocodile's attempts in trying to nudge/hold her arm to tell her to hold whatever she has in as to not raise questions from his curious child full of energy, silently

That may be too much details but yes its alright even if you take 1% of that HAHSHAHAHHA

Yuh

Thank youuu

And dw, take as much time as you need 💪

omg you dont understand how excited i was to get another request from you anon! i love writing croc as a dad, like i am seriously obsessed with these, so thank you so so much! also, if you want to be an anon on my account with a cute little nickname, go for it! i have heart anon on here, who i adore talking to, and i would love to interact with you more if you would like and if you see this!

Crocodile as a father part 2

Pairing - Crocodile x reader (implied f!reader as reader is called wife and mom)

Warnings - a little suggestive, but not anything far

Word Count - 475

Notes - thanks again anon! i really hope you like it! i tried to use everything you had, but added along the way! thank you so so much and i hope you have an awesome day and stay hydrated!!! <333 (also, image below not mind) (omg this man is so fine)

“Oh, my love,” Crocodile smirked at you, holding up his glass of wine as if he was making a toast. “You are the best wife any man could ask for.” He adjusted the strap of your tanktop and put his hand on your exposed thigh.

You giggled softly, holding up your glass as well. “Well you’re the best husband and father I've ever met. I love you, Sir Crocodile.” You slid your hand under his jacket with flirty eyes.

He felt a chill down his spine hearing you say those words. “Don't.” He gave you a sly smile before wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you in for a kiss.

Only to be interrupted by your six year old child running in the room, exclaiming that he had made a beautiful (or bootiful in his case) piece of artwork worthy of a museum. “Daddy! Daddy look!!!” He held up a drawing of what you assumed to be your entire small family. Crocodile was a giant looking creature holding you, his wife, who looked like a little… princess? And then your son, who was in a superhero costume. It was adorable, but Crocodile never knew how to react to something like that. He didn't want to be mean and saw it was awful, but he didn't want to lie and say that it was the best piece of work he’s ever seen.

“You see, daddy! Isn't it great! I made it all by myself!!!” Your child was hopping up and down, showing both of you his creation and you giggled, watching Crocodile set down his wine and slick his hair back with a deep breath.

“It uh… looks great, bud.” Crocodile quickly panicked, remembering what little clothes you had on so he quickly threw the blanket over you. You just kept giggling as Crocodile squeezed your hand, praying that his son didn't have the brain cells to notice what was going on.

“Daddy, can we play please?” Crocodile turned to you, who was sipping on your wine, holding back laughter. He nudged you to try to stop you from laughing, which made your face turn bright red.

“Uh, buddy, your mom and I were-”

“Pleeaaaaaseeee daddy?! I wanna playyyyyy!!!”

“Buddy, I-”

“Momma! Tell daddy to play with me!”

You giggled and pressed a kiss onto Crocodile’s cheek and pushed him towards your child. “Honey, play with your son,” you leaned closely to his ear, your lips brushing against it with every word. “I expect you to put him down for a nap soon though. I'll see you soon, love.”

Crocodile’s face went bright red as his son grabbed his giant hand, leading him to the living room. “What was that about, daddy?”

“N-Nothing, son.” He shot you a dirty look as you giggled, forcing him to hold back a smile.

God, he loves you.

#crocodile one piece #crocodile #sir crocodile #sir crocodile x reader #one piece crocodile #crocodile x reader #one piece #one piece x reader #x reader #request #anon #thanks again!!! #i love these omg #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing

[witchern]

just got done seeing the re-release of sam raimi's spider-man on the big screen and now y'all are gonna hear my thoughts whether you like it or not:

the danny elfman music kicked on during the opening credits and i had full-body goosebumps before the marvel logo even came up on screen because i'm a fucking loser.

speaking of opening credits, remember when movies used to have those? i miss it. bring them back.

the upside-down kiss remains the greatest cinematic kiss of all time. don't argue with me when i'm right.

the setup and repetition of "don't tell harry." fantastique.

the cinematographyyyy. bitch. the way the camera follows spider-man swinging through traffic, up and around buildings, across the city…..i just don't get the same feeling of movement in either of the reboots. they're too clean. they're like iphone commercials. they're gross.

speaking of iphones, during the festival scene in times square there was a billboard ad for cingular and i thought about how i used to have a cingular phone and i almost committed suicide in the theater. i'm so old.

everyone calls her "aunt may" – including norman osborn, a grown-ass man. 'twas adorable.

"and i know i'm not your father—" "then stop pretending to be!" maybe i WILL kill myself in this alamo drafthouse.

watching this made me miss having regular-degular goons and scumbags in comic book movies. i'm tired of the "i want to rule the world, i want all the power" schtick. rob a bank. hijack a train. kidnap the mayor. have fun with it. you're in a comic book movie, for fuck's sake.

the balance between campy fun superhero stuff and earnest, genuine emotion was better than i remembered – and one never came at the expense of the other.

jk simmons. nothing else to add here – i just wanna remind people that he fucking crushed this role and burned it down and nobody has been able to touch it since.

on a similar note: willem dafoe. he didn't just chew the scenery – he had a fucking feast. fuck, man. he's great.

unrelated to the film-making itself, but....what exactly is the military purpose of a glider where the pilot is completely exposed? and why did it already look like a halloween machine before osborn becomes the goblin? questions i ask.

anyway, i realize you could hand-wave a lot of this as me falling for the nostalgia of it all (which i absolutely am), but also...i dunno. there's an undercurrent of sincerity to this movie that i just don't really feel in comic book movies anymore. that's probably because the current spate of comic book movies aren't even really movies anymore – they're products. they're vacuum-sealed, rubber-stamped, climate-controlled products to sell you a disney+ subscription or whatever the fuck the warner bros equivalent is (is it max? i think it's max). and every movie has an ending setup that tries to sell you on the next product, and the next, and the next...

anyway. with this first spider-man, yes it's silly at times, but this movie embraces it, warts and all. there's a well-balanced mix of goofy dialogue ("are you in or are you out?" "it's you who's out, gobbie – out of your mind!") and heartfelt moments (i mean, do i even need to say it? "with great power comes great responsibility"). i know it's a hack thing to say "they don't make movies like they used to" but.....man, they REALLY don't make movies like they used to.

#*t #part review; part rant #i'm INCREDIBLY bummed i won't be around to see the spider-man 2 re-release #and uhh. i think i'll be skipping the re-release of the third one lmao. #but i'm glad i made it to at least the first one. what a movie.

[borninwinter81]

DIY budget cyber/industrial outfit - first time in public!

I made a couple of previous posts about this dress here and here, as well as the matching collar, and I thought it would be fun to show how I styled it when I wore it for the first time on Friday. Honestly I was a little concerned it would just look dumb, but when I tried it with the full makeup and shoes I was pleasantly surprised at how much I liked it.

Apologies for the abysmal photo quality, especially in the first image. I don't have a good camera and I wanted to try and show the full outfit. That blurred mirror selfie is the only head to toe picture I got.

I didn't mention in my other posts but in addition to making patches for the dress I also nipped in the seams so it fit me better (it was my size but kinda shapeless, and I wanted to give myself a waist). This is very easy to do with almost any dress, skirt or top, you just put the garment on inside out, pinch in the side seams so they fit the contours of your body (try and do this equally on both sides) and pin them together. Safety pins are best so you don't accidentally hurt yourself.

Take the garment off and draw a smooth line with tailors chalk connecting all the pins, then sew along that line, either with a machine or by hand. Turn right side out and try it on again. Provided you're happy with the fit, trim away the excess fabric. You may need to be careful if it's a fabric that could fray - I usually go over the seams again with a zig-zag machine stitch to try and minimise this. There are also products you can buy like fray-check. If in doubt, or there isn't much excess fabric you could just leave the seams untrimmed.

The length is a little out of my comfort zone so I wore gym shorts underneath to help myself feel less exposed and reduce the risk of flashing - I tend to do this with any dress or skirt that's above the knee anyway.

Continuing the budget theme, rather than buying any new accessories (again, cyber stuff is mega expensive) I looked through my wardrobe for items I already had that might work.

These goggles are not the usual kind of cyber goggles, but they matched everything else I was wearing. I was given them by a friend who was getting rid of them ages ago so they cost me nothing!

I really didn't feel like making and wearing cyberlox, so instead I just got some yellow hair elastics and did a ponytail.

I made these arm warmers about 12 years ago. You can probably tell that they began life as a pair of skinny jeans. To cut down on the amount of sewing I needed to do I used the existing hem and seams. After cutting them to a length I liked I did the pinch and pin thing to make them fit to my arm, and put in zips along the outer seam to make them easier to put on. As it turned out this wasn't necessary because the fabric is stretchy enough that I can pull them on and off. The zips add a nice bit of visual interest though.

I ripped a hole in each one for my thumb, and I had a pack of extra large hook-and-eyes, so I sewed the "eye" parts down them and added some old bootlaces. I've never been 100% happy with this decoration, but I haven't had any inspiration on how to change them in the last 12 years.

I wanted a necklace in addition to the collar, and couldn't think of anything more appropriate than this. I originally got it for a cosplay, Vasquez from Aliens, and with the big yellow industrial loader from the end of that movie which Ripley uses to fight the Queen alien... it seemed there was kind of a connection there.

I once met Jeanette Goldstein whilst dressed as Vasquez and told her she was my childhood hero and she signed these tags, but unfortunately most of the signature has come off when I was cleaning them.

Lastly, the boots. As with any goth outfit the footwear tend to be the most expensive, particularly if you want ridiculous platform heels like these.

When it comes to footwear, I really would not recommend any alternative brand names like Killstar, Koi or similar. They're often terrible quality, the heels will snap, the soles will peel off, zips will break. In my opinion the only decent specifically alternative shoe brand are New Rock (even they're lower quality than they used to be in the 90s) and although New Rock do make heels I wouldn't wear them often enough to justify spending £200 on a pair. I prefer flats the majority of the time!

The brand of these is Funtasma, and I believe they are intended for use by pole-dancers, meaning they're decent quality and will be up to a night of dancing in a club. I took a change of shoes along with me to put on at the end of the evening but they are surprisingly comfortable for the first few hours.

I got them about 15 years ago on sale, and at that time they were around £40. Not cheap but not super expensive either, and I've definitely got my money's worth out of them. I had them re-soled once with special toughened soles that have extra grip so they're safer to walk in, but that's it. One time I even did the 3 mile walk home at 2am in 6 inches of snow wearing these because I didn't want to wait hours for a taxi (an occasion where I did not take a change of shoes!)

So, not your standard cyber outfit, but one that gives my own spin on this look (which should be the goal with any fashion style - a guideline to create something unique, not a rulebook that you have to follow 100%) and was put together super cheaply. The only new things I bought were the dress, fabric to make the patches, and a pack of multicoloured hair elastics.

#cyber goth #cybergoth #industrial goth #goth #goth diy #goth thrifting #goth sewing #goggles #gothic fashion #gothic #goth aesthetic #goth fashion #goth style #goth subculture #gothic diy #alternative fashion #alternative #industrial style #goth upcycling #reduce reuse recycle #zero waste #goth boots #platform boots #goth shoes #goth heels #alternative subcultures #sewing #diy sewing #diy projects

[lokis-army-77]

Safe With Me PT. 3

Eddie Munson x female reader

Word Count: 3970

This is a fix-it fic of season four of Stranger things. It follows the show, for the most part, I have just changed a few things so that I could add the character of the Reader.

Eddie and reader are bored and so they pass the time like anyone else would, by having sex.

Warning: 18+ Smut, daddy kink, dom Eddie, oral (m receiving), PinV unprotected sex.

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It was Monday now and there was no sight of our friends. No one had radioed us since they had left us Sunday morning, so, I was taking that as a good sign, hopefully. Having smoked a copious amount of weed yesterday, Eddie and I had almost cleared out all of our food stash. 

We were no town to three bottles of water, a half-eaten bag of regular Doritos as well as a full bag of cool ranch flavored one, a singular Grumpy Grape flavored Squeezit, a bag of unpopped popcorn, and a box of frosted flakes. 

I had a headache from all the sugar as I nursed one of the last bottles of water. “Remind me to give them an actual grocery list the next time they go to the store. I would have expected the junk food from the younger ones, but Steve knows better.” I groaned. 

“Yeah, I’d kill for some pizza rolls.” Eddie mused from the other side of the couch. 

“Yeah but the microwave is busted, I tried to start it up earlier so we could have popcorn, remember?” I pointed out.

“Shit, you're right.” He leaned his head back on the couch.

Tapping my fingers against my arms, I huffed. “I am so fucking bored.” 

“Says the one who could leave when she wants.” Eddie pushed at my feet as I went to lay them across his lap. 

I laughed, “If I were to leave, you would really be bored then. I may be here to keep you company but my main purpose is to keep you from going insane.” 

“You can’t keep me from doing that cause I already am,” Eddie joked back.

“Well then, I’m keeping you from falling further into the madness.” 

His hands massaged my feet and I giggled when he touched a particularly ticklish part. “Eddie stop, that tickles.” 

“Nah, I don’t think I will.” He grinned sadistically before he clamped down on my right ankle and wiggled his fingers over the bottom of my foot. 

“Stop!” I cried, laughing harder, trying to kick my foot from his grip.

“Why?”  

“Because! Stop please!” I pleaded with him. My abdomen was hurting with how hard I was laughing. “I can’t breathe! Eddie!” 

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop. But only if you give me a kiss.” His tickling stopped but his grip on my ankle was holdfast, letting me know he could start again at a moment's notice. “Come on sweetheart, right here.” He tapped his index finger on his lips.

“I think I can handle that.” I pushed myself up and Eddie let go of my ankle. Scooting over to him, I threw my leg over his so that I was now straddling him. He smiled a dopey smile up at me as he puckered up his lips and closed his eyes. Giggling, I planned my lips on his. 

Eddie’s hands came to hold me at my waist as we kissed. The feeling of his lips on mine, although chapped, felt like pure heaven. It started off sweet, but soon his hands found their way under my shirt and they started gripping roughly at the exposed skin. His rings were cold on my back and he pressed me further into him, I gasped into his mouth at the feeling. Taking my open mouth as an advantage, Eddie immediately licked into my mouth with his tongue. I was surprised but nevertheless, I let him explore, meeting him with my own tongue. 

The sound of our kissing was wet and soft, like music to my ears, especially the short grunts he made when my hips started to slowly grind forward along the expanse of his thigh. As our kisses became greedy and harder, I could feel a dull ache begin to form in the pit of my stomach. 

“Eddie,” I sighed when I pulled away from his lips to kiss my way down the side of his neck. 

“Yeah, baby?” He breathed into my shoulder.

“We really shouldn’t be doing this, what if the others come by?” I asked, but never halted my grinding down on his leg. 

“Screw them, sweetheart, I need you.” He moved one of his hands from my back to my chin, pulling me to look at him. “I need you so bad.”

“Need you too,” I whined, feeling the ache permeate through my lower body.

“Why don’t you show Daddy how much you need him? Hum, baby?” Eddie knew what he was doing when his voice shifted to that low seductive tone and he pulled out one of the many names I used for him in bed. 

Wasting no time, I reconnected our lips and began to grind a little harder into his lap, there wasn’t much friction happening between two pairs of denim jeans but it was enough to have me panting after a few minutes. 

Eddie’s fingers fiddled with the buttons of my pants as he moved his lips from mine down my neck to where he stopped to suck along my collarbone. “Take these off, baby.”

Eagerly, I stepped off his lap and slowly, teasingly pushed my jeans down my legs. When they pooled around my feet, I stepped out of them and sat back on Eddie’s lap. Straight away his hands were toying with the soft lacey fabric of my black panties. 

“God, you are so beautiful, Princess. So fucken’ beautiful.” He kissed me deeply. I sighed happily when he gripped my hips again and started to lead my hips in grinding down on him. No longer covered by a thick layer of denim, I could now feel as my clit grazed lightly over his thigh through the thin layer of fabric that was my panties. 

“Fuck.” I pulled him into another wet kiss, wanting to be as close as possible. “Touch me please.” 

“No baby, I told you to show me how much you need me. I’m no touching you till you do that for me.” 

“But-”

“No buts or daddy’s gonna have to teach you a lesson on how to follow directions and talk back.” Eddie gave the outside of my thigh a sharp smack.

“Yes sir.” I lowered my head all the while still rubbing myself against him. 

“That’s more like it Sweetheart.” His thumb smoothed over the skin where he had hit me. 

After a few more times of rolling my clit along his thigh, I slid my way off his lap and between his legs. My eyes never lost contact with his as I dragged my hands over his chest and stomach before placing them on his lap. He stared down at me, mouth slightly a gap as I rubbed his quickly hardening cock through his black jeans. 

My fingers deftly unbuckled his handcuff belt and unzipped his pants. He sighed in relief as the tight pressure of being constrained in his pants left. Before I took him out, I gently massaged his thighs, smirking a bit when I felt the mussels in his legs twitch. 

“Come on baby, don’t keep Daddy waiting.” One of his hands fisted in my hair, and the other white-knuckled the fabric of the couch. 

I hummed in response, taking my eyes away from him so I could watch as I gingerly took his cock from the confines of his underwear and tugged down the tiniest bit on his pants so he could rest outside of them more comfortably. 

Although he was hard, the skin of his cock was soft and silky, surrounded by a thick bush of curly black hair which thinned out as it traveled up and disappeared under his t-shirt. I watched in awe, like always, as a thick milky bead of pre-cum pooled at the slit of his head. 

The thumb of my right hand slowly and tentatively, slid over that bead, smearing it along his angry red skin of him.

“Fuck,” Eddie breathed out, head leaning back, his hand clutching my hair a little tighter. 

The sounds he made always made me smile, happy to know I make him feel so good without having done much. My thumb swiped mack over the slit, smearing over a new bead of pre-cum. This time though, instead of using it to wet his cock, I let go of him and stuck my thumb into my mouth. 

“Mumm.” I moaned at the taste of him, salty and tangy. “You always taste so good, Daddy.”

“Yeah, baby?” He groaned.

“Yeah.” The reply was soft but I knew he heard.

Spitting into my hand, I placed it back on his cock, this time in the middle of his shaft, and began to pump up and down. It made a slick noise as I moved my hand at a moderate pace. 

“That’s it, princess, just like that.” At his words, I moved my left hand from its place on Eddie’s thigh and cupped his swollen and heavy balls. “Ah,” He moaned, hips bucking into my hand. “Come on baby, let Daddy have your mouth.”

I did as told, bringing my mouth up to the head of his cock, blowing gently onto the tip before opening wide and taking him in. His taste totally filled my scenes, there was nothing but him as I began to bob up and down. My hand stroked what couldn’t fit into my mouth without deep throating him and my other fondled his sack. 

Eddie was making soft moaning sounds along with a few grunts. His hand began to push my mouth further down onto him in turn making his cock ram father into my throat, eliciting a gag from me. 

“I love it when you gag on me. My fuckin’ favorite sound.” He cooed. He kept pushing me down, fucking himself with my throat. My hands moved from his cock so I could brace myself on his thighs. The fingers in my hair tightened, making me moan. 

After several thrusts into my mouth, Eddie let me go. My mouth came away from him, connected only by a long string of saliva from my lips to his head. I coughed a bit, trying to catch my breath. 

“Take those panties off and get up here.” His eyes were intense as they stared down at me, watching as I stood to slip my panties off. Eddie held his hand out once they were off my legs. I handed them to him. 

There was something about him bringing my panties to his face and taking a deep whiff that turned me on even more than I already was. My thighs pressed together tightly, trying to relieve the throbbing I was filling in my clit. 

“God,” he let out a guttural moan. “You smell so sweet.” He smiled up lazily at me before lifting his hips and tucking my panties into the back pocket of his jeans. 

When he was seated back fully on the couch, I went and took my place on his lap. 

“No, no baby, other way,” Eddie smirked, twirling his finger in the air. 

“Yes, Daddy.” I obeyed, moving off of him again and turning around. His hand came to rest on the small of my back, guiding me down into his lap. I could feel the hardness of his cock between us. “Now, take that shirt off baby, and the bra.” 

Eddie gasped a bit when I wiggled against his cock while pulling my shirt over my head. After it was thrown haphazardly to the ground, I unhooked the clasps of my bra and slid it off. All the while, his hands were exploring the soft skin of my back and hips. His grip on the plush, plump skin of my hips was sure to leave bruises for a couple of days, not that I minded any. 

“What now?” I asked as I felt him lean forward to press his lips to my spine. 

“I want you to fuck yourself on my cock.” The breath of his words tickled my skin and I pulled away slightly.

“But Daddy, we haven’t-,” I whined.

“What did I say about buts baby?” He tugged on my hair, cutting me off. 

A moan left me at the feeling, “No buts or I get punished.” 

“What a good girl, you remembered.” My stomach did a flip at the praise. “Now, I know you can take it, princess, I wouldn’t ask you to if I knew you couldn’t.” His thumbs rubbed tight soothing circles into my skin. 

“Okay, Daddy.” I looked back at him, grinning.

“That’s my good girl.” 

With that, I stood up slightly and reached between my legs for his cock. Eddie helped me a bit by grabbing hold of him, but after that, I was on my own. I slowly slid his tip through my wet folds. Honestly, I was sure I was so turned on, that I could just cum by him just speaking to me. 

Whimpering, I slowly seated myself down on him. He was tight, I could take him, but it was a shaper sting and stretch than it would have been if I had been worked up. My head lulled back when he bottomed out inside of me, at that angle, he filled me completely, he hit every nerve just right and he wasn’t even moving.

“You feel so good Daddy,” I leaned back into his chest. 

“Yeah, baby?” 

“Mumhum.” I nodded beginning to bounce my hips a bit. 

“Your cunt is tight as ever. Squeezin’ me so tight.” 

My hands shot out to hold onto the arm of the couch and the cushion beside us as Eddie’s hips jerked up slightly into me, making me lose my balance a bit. His hands held onto me tightly as my hips moved more. 

I couldn’t get enough of him and the feeling his cock gave me when it was inside of me. I moaned out loudly whenever my inside walls constricted around him. The cool spring air in the house hit my skin which was quickly becoming damp with perspiration. The mix of hot skin and cold air aroused a tingle in me which caused my nipples to pebble and harden and my skin to rise in goosebumps. 

Eddies hands began to explore my body as I upped my pace. “Fuck,” I whispers as he began to pinch my erect buds between his thumb and forefinger. At first, it was a soft pinch that soon grew into slight tugs and then harder tweaks. 

Arousal was seeping down from my cunt and over Eddie’s thighs. I was sopping wet and it was all because of the metalhead under me. 

“Come on baby, I think you can go a bit faster.” He groaned into my ear. 

I tried to pick up the base, but I could only go so fast. My legs and arms were beginning to ache as I used them to propel myself up off his cock only to come down and go right back up in quick succession. The position was one that put great strain on me without any help from him. Eddie, seeing that I was leveling off in speed, choose to remove his hands from my breasts and bring them back to my hips. His grip was strong, stronger than before, as he moved them for me, aiding his deep thrusts.

My mouth fell open at the sensation of him. His tip was hitting my cervix just right, every time he hit there was a shockwave of pleasure sent throughout my entire body. My hand holding onto the couch cushion slowly slithered into my lap and between my parted legs. I needed to feel something on my clit, anything other than cool air ghosting over. 

A loud squill left me as soon as I pressed my fingers to the bundle of nerves. I couldn’t keep my eyes open at the feeling of ecstasy. My hips sputters as my hand started to rub tight circles into my skin. The muscles of my forearm burned at the speed I was going. 

I was getting closer and the sloppy wet sounds of our fucking weren’t helping. With every squelch or slap of skin, I was clenching around him like my life depended on it. My breathing was becoming more and more labored and fast, I couldn’t catch up, not with all the movement, the want to cum but also the want to last longer. 

“Come on Princess, I can feel how that pretty pussy is squeezing me oh so tight. Let go, I know you want to.” His voice was beyond erotic. It was raspy from all his grunts and growls, similar to how he sounded after performing with his band, but way sexier. 

The heat of my body was becoming too much and so was the seemingly never-ending ache in my abdomen. “S’too much.” I cried as I ripped my hand away from my clit. My cunt spasmed at the sudden loss but it gave no relief as Eddie continued to fuck up into me. 

“Cum for me yeah? Need you to before I can baby. Come on.” He cooed into the skin of my back before practically throwing me down onto his cock and he thrust up and pulled me off to repeat the move. 

“Right there, m’rigth there.” I cried, chest heaving. 

Eddie moved one hand from my hip to my sensitive clit. “When I tell you to, you let go.” 

“Yes sir,” I nodded frantically, feeling that familiar needy, carnal pressure about to overflow. 

His fingertips finally pressed hard into me before being removed and harshly slapped against the wet skin of my clit. A cry of pain and pleasure erupted from me only to be gargled into a moan when he roughly began moving his fingers side to side in a quick motion against my clit. 

“Now, Princess, now.” 

My legs snapped shut around his hand as I let go. As I came, my screams filled the air.  My body shook and trembled against his with the release of all my pre-orgasm tension. It was unlike anything I had ever felt and altogether the most spectacular orgasm I had endured. 

Eddie’s fingers were still languidly stroking my clit after I came down, causing me to jerk my hips away and place my hands on his wrist to still him. 

“No more.” I pleaded. My muscles were like like jelly as I fell back against his chest, unable to hold myself up. 

“You did so good baby,” He praised while placing soft, gentle kisses along my shoulder. 

I sighed into him, exhausted, never wanting to leave his embrace. “M’humgry.” I mumbled. 

“Well, let's get cleaned up first.” He lifted my hips. “Come on, up you go,” he chuckled. 

I gasped at the feeling of being empty as well as the sensation of his cum flowing down my thighs. Too busy having my own orgasm, I didn’t notice if he had had his. 

Eddie left me sitting on the couch before he walked off into the kitchen. He came back with a damp rag which he used to gently clean up the mess we had made. 

He sighed as he looked up at me. “I probably shouldn’t have used one of our last bottles of water to do this, but Rick’s water has been turned off too.”

“Eddie,” I grumped. “Really?” 

“Sorry,” He scrunched his face up.

“I guess I could go to town real quick and get us some stuff.” I sat up, now shivering from being completely naked in the spring air. “Here, hand me my shirt.” I stuck my hand out and Eddie stretched over the coffee table to grab my shirt. 

“Don’t do that, we can just call Henderson.” 

“Eddie,” I huffed as I threw the shirt over my head. “We need water to live, as well as more food, and Dustin and the others haven’t answered us since seven thirty, it’s almost-,” I stopped for a second to grab his wrist and pull it toward me to look at his watch. “It's almost three now. If they were gonna come give us stuff they would have told us and they would have been here by now.” 

He snatched his writs away and started to gather up the rest of my clothes which were strewn across the living room. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, you still aren’t going.”

“And why is that? Saturday night you didn’t want me to stay with you.” 

“Can’t a guy change his mind?” He tossed my pants and bra at me.

“I mean yeah, but why? Also, Eddie, I’m gonna need my underwear back.” I sighed, slipping my bra on under my shirt.

“Nope, they’re mine now.” He gave an evil smirk as he pats his back pocket with my panties sticking out the tiniest bit. 

“You’re gross, you know that?” I stood unsteadily and slipped on my pants, shifting at the uncomfortable feeling of denim on my bare cunt. “You also didn’t answer my question.”

“Don’t make me say it.” Eddie crossed his arms over his chest. 

“How am I supposed to make you say what ‘it’ is?” I flopped back on the couch.

“I just don’t want you to go, that's all.”

“Yeah, but there is an underlying reason. Come on, baby, you can tell me.”

“I,” He started, “Just forget about it, he stalked into the kitchen.

I stood to my feet, wobbled a little, but eventually made it to the table he was seated at. My hands ran over his shoulders and down his chest so that I was hugging him from behind. I stuck my face around him, resting my chin in the crook of his neck. “Tell me, please?” I asked sweetly.

“Ugh, fine.” He gave in. “You make me feel safe. I-I don’t want to be left alone.” His hands came up to grasp at mine, holding them tightly.

I turned my head on his shoulder to look at him better. “Eds baby, there is no shame in being scared. What happened to you was anything but sunshine and rainbows and I don’t expect you to be fine overnight. I’m sorry I pushed you.”

He raised my right hand to his mouth and gave it a peck. “S’okay. I just never thought I would be scared like this ever in my life and telling you, someone I consider I am supposed to protect from everything, makes me feel like I can’t even do that.” 

I could feel tears pooling in my eyes, Eddie rarely got emotional, but when he did, it always made me cry. “Can you turn around?” I asked, voice wavering as I let go of him and backed up.

He scooted his chair around to where he was facing me and gave a short smile. I whipped my tears away with the back of my hands and took a step back to him.

“I love you, you know that?” I cupped his cheeks in my hands and brought his lips to mine. It was a sweeter kiss compared to the ones we shared only a little while ago, full of unadulterated emotion. He kissed back tenderly, his hands moving my sides, pulling me into him. 

“I love you.” He muttered against my lips. I smiled at those three words. Eddie never said I love you too, only I love you, letting me know that his love was not a reply to my own, that it wasn’t conditional on if I loved him as well, it was I love you because he wholeheartedly and truly did. 

With one last peck to his lips, I pulled away and walked to the side of the table which had the bags of food. Taking out the half-eaten bag of regular Doritos, I looked at Eddie. “Well, I guess this is as good as it's gonna get.”

Eddie Taglist: @loveofmylife12@ellabellabus07@wickedwitchofwest@siriusstwelveyears@ameliakf13 @milly-louise @darkscrossfire @harrypotter-posts @dedeinspire @ccosmic-illusion @eddiesbirdie @castiels-gracex @luvwanda @whimsywisher

Safe with me taglist: @xceafh @lagataprrr

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #fix it fic #stranger things #Eddie munson smut #stranger things smut #joseph quinn smut

[kokorosfanfics]

Hello! May perhaps allowed to request oneshot of a softdom!Kaede pegging her fem!s/o please? Maybe can you perhaps add a bit of some wholesomeness in this too if you don’t mind

We all know Kaede is actually Gayaede! -Mod Kokoro the pun master.

Softdom!Kaede pegging her Fem!S/O

Laid down on your back, naked and exposed, you looked upon your charming lover above you. Kaede admired you seductively and sweetly.

"S/O.~ You're so cute like this. I can't wait to have you all to myself tonight." She said with half lidded eyes.

After thoroughly lubing up her strap-on, she lifted up your legs to give herself easier access to your sex. You admired her. Her beauty, elegance, sex appeal, confidence, all of it. You loved and adored her more than anything. Most of all, you were ready to take her into your body.

"I'm going to make you sing."

Kaede kissed you passionately as she pushed into you, gently yet surely. You wrapped your arms around her neck, and sucked on her bottom lip. She gasped cutely, allowing you to slip your tongue in. She responded by bucking her hips into you, making you gasp in pleasure as well. You run a hand through her hair, and another hand moves to her breast. You deepen the kiss as you play with her nipple, enjoying the sweet sounds she was making into your lips. She pushed your legs down so you were practically folded in half. Kaede began to start thrusting harder and faster into you. You moaned squealed in pure bliss. You squeezed her breast harder, and lightly twisted her nipple. You saw her eyes roll back in pleasure as you continued your make out and breast play. Kaede began to plummet deeper and harder into you, hitting the same, sweet G spot over and over again. You began to quiver and tremble, being so overfilled with ecstasy. Your began to lose your grip on her. It was clear who the dominant one really is. Kaede smirked down at you, loving the sight of your submission.

"I'll never be able to get over how cute you are when you're submissive to me S/o.~" She teased.

"Hnnngh.~ Kaede~ More, please!" You cried out.

She kissed your forehead. "Well of course, sweetie!" She chirped before she began to plunge as hard, fast, and deep as she possibly could. You gasped loudly as your threw your head back, singing like an opera singer.

"I told you I'd make you sing.~" Kaede teased.

She continued her pace before eventually, you orgasmed. Your juices spilled onto the strap on. You cried out her name as you came, and she kissed you when you came back from your high.

"Did you like that?~" She asked, lovingly.

You panted for a bit before answering. "Yes.... That was the most intense orgasm, ever!" You breathed out.

"D'aww you're just so cute! Don't worry, I'll take good care of you and then hold you close and cuddle." She winked before finally pulling out of you.

Kaede went to clean off the strap on before she came to join you in the bed. She pulled the covers over you two, and held you. Your head lay on her chest, right on her bosom. She gently rubbed your head and played with your hair.

"I love you so much, S/O. My sweetheart. My beloved darling. Sweet dreams." She pressed a kiss to your forehead as you fell asleep in her arms.

#danganronpa #kaede #kaede akamatsu #kaede x reader #kaede akamatsu x reader #drv3

[cazort]

I turned off anon messages because I've been getting an inordinate amount of anon hate, some extraordinarily nasty, in response to people misinterpreting some commentary I added on a post recently, as being antagonistic or negative when that was not my intent.

Here is the full thread in case anyone is curious.

I get that my added commentary may have come across as unnecessarily antagonistic. I was in some pain and other physical distress from long COVID symptoms last night when I reblogged that post and wrote that commentary, and perhaps this made my tone came across as more snarky than usual, which was not my intention.

Still, the level of negativity and hate I have received is wildly out-of-proportion to any slight negativity in my tone. Like people were writing things calling me a terrible person and worthless, using dehumanizing language, and stopping only very barely short of suicide baiting and/or violent threats. One of the posts was bad enough that I reported it to Tumblr, and I worry that anyone who would harass me in this way would be highly likely to harass a long list of other users as well.

I want people to know that I harbor no negativity or hard feelings towards the author of the original post in question, I really enjoyed the post and its humor and was trying to add some tangential commentary that highlighted one of the many reasons I like Tumblr, how you can have a post that is basically like a shitpost, and people can add totally unreasonable commentary to it but at the same time other people can add very reasonable commentary that adds insight, and this is one of the things I love most about Tumblr.

I wished people could see this instead of just assuming that I am some kind of mega asshole.

I also think that a lot of this negativity, frankly, is an example of the absolute intense bias and bigotry, hate even, that people hold against neurodivergent people.

Yes, I take things literally sometimes. Yes, I choose to take things and engage with them literally even when I know they are not intended to be taken this way. Yes, I like deep commentary. Yes, I like writing long text posts. No, this does not make me a bad person.

And if you think it's okay to threaten or harass someone because of these things, especially when a person expresses themselves without making personal attacks or without voicing overt hostility, if you think it is acceptable to initiate or greatly escalate any type of negativity or hostility just because someone said something that you perceived as mildly antagonistic, then maybe, just maybe, it would be best for you to spend some time away from the internet.

For now though, anons are off. I haven't received any legitimate anons in weeks so it's not like I'm missing much. I have no interest in allowing myself to be verbally abused by people who lack the courage to show their face. Anon messages were for positive, encouraging compliments, or questions that people were too shy to ask, they have never been turned on with the intention of exposing myself to hate messages.

#anon hate #hate messages #neurodivergent #autism #ableism

[acaplaya-musings]

Voiceplay-adjacent Visuals: Jack's Lament

Can you feel me practically vibrating out of my skin???

On one hand, I'm a little sad because this is the last video I'll probably be making a post about for a while (though by the time you see this, Geoff might have uploaded a new video that I can actually talk about the visuals for (EDIT from future me: he did!), and if so, you'll be seeing a post for that one tomorrow), but on the other hand, this is my third (though in no particular order/ranking) favourite Geoff video on his channel so far, and I am so excited to finally be able to make a post for it!

Geoff's cover of Jack's Lament debuted on the 8th of October, 2023, though I didn't see it pop up in my YouTube recommended until the 29th (if you remember from my Hellfire post, I wasn't initially subscribed to Geoff or Voiceplay, and both channels somehow ended up dropping off my radar for a while. Jack's Lament was the first from either channel that I had seen in at least a year, and as soon as I saw that thumbnail, I knew it was going to be amazing, but oh my GOD it was even better (and with me stumbling upon Hellfire the very next day, well let's just say I was pulled even deeper down the Geoff/Voiceplay rabbithole than I had been the first time around 😅).

Anyway, I'm not sure if I'll hit image limit on this one, or how much actual commentary I may have, but regardless, let's freaking go!

One hell of an opening shot, not gonna lie. Geoff's very-skeletal-looking hands playing the piano (in a beautiful way, might I add), immediately sets a very spooky/eerie vibe!

And this is one hell of an establishing shot! I mean goddamn there is a lot to take in here! Though one thing I will point out (that I actually only just noticed myself ^^;) is the Haunted Mansion headstone on the left, memorialising Madame Leota!

(Also shoutout to Pattycake Production Studios where this was filmed!)

I of course have to give a MASSIVE shoutout and kudos to Rick Underwood for the makeup job in this one, like holy christ he really outdid himself here! (and I can't thank him enough)

Ngl, if I don't come up with any other ideas between now and October, then I kinda wanna dress as "Jack Skellington Geoff" (Geoff Caskellington? 🤔), makeup and all (or just attempt the face makeup at least)

And seriously take a look at his hands! If it weren't for the super-high-definition closeup of his hands on the piano at the start, you'd be forgiven for thinking those are just really well-fitting gloves, but nope! An amazing airbrush job from Mr Underwood!

Also, if you look at his neck and chest in both this image and the previous one, you'll notice that he's got airbrushing going on there too, highlighting (or more accurately, shading) his ribs and other bones!

Finally, on the subject of the body paint job, if you've been paying attention to some of my other Geoff posts (and some of my Voiceplay posts), you might notice what's missing...

No necklace, and no rings! Had to remove them for costume/makeup/character purposes, rip. Must have felt a bit weird without them, but all that paint must have felt weird too, so maybe the weird feelings cancelled each other out? 😅

(His acting in this is of course 10/10 👌)

This video is one that I do actually know involved Geoff deliberately colouring his hair to make it grey, and it still looks as lovely as ever!

(Also this picture is a better one to check out the airbrushed detailing on his chest! (if you're gonna leave a couple of shirt buttons undone and your chest exposed, might as well take advantage of it! 😁))

The "moon" in this video is apparently just some big spotlight with a moon cover on it or something? Apparently you can fairly easily find them online or something, and you can in fact see the pole it's attached to underneath in this image here, but you likely wouldn't notice the pole if you weren't looking for it, and the usage of the moon is 100% perfect! (I've seen/heard one or two people wishing the moon was yellow like in the movie, but eh, it probably wouldn't have fitted the overall colour scheme of the video as much)

I had to include the "jumpscare" of course I had to! 😁

Also I can't get any good screencaps of it, but the way Geoff shifts from sombre on "a longing that I've never known," to more theatric/dramatic on "I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light" is so good, and the acting/choreography is absolute chefs kiss

"Bonjour!"

(For those of you not familiar with the original, the line "and I'm know throughout England and France" is part of the original song, but the "bonjour!" bit is not 😆)

A Geoff head not connected to the body! It's happened again! 😂

Also it's cool the way Geoff is quickly jumping/flashing from one point to another, reminds me of his Headless Horseman video

"No animal, nor man, can SCREAM like I can!"

What can I say, it's a very cool effect! Really ups the "oomph" factor of the little belt moment!

Tiny pumpkins/jack-o-lanterns in his eyes!!

"But who here, would ever understand..."

(I'm not even at half the maximum image limit yet, so I'm 100% just throwing in an extra screencap (or two) just because 😁)

Geoff pats the side of his leg to call for Zero the ghost dog, just in in the scene in the movie! (Also shoutout to Kathy, who I believe helped with puppeteering for this bit?)

"...that the pumpkin king, with the skeleton grin,"

(Freaking obsessed with this video, I tell ya!)

"The fame and praise, come year after year, does nothing for these empty tears"

This is the last shot before we see the gramophone logo (a very gorgeous shot btw), but there's a little bit of a bonus bit for those who stick around for the Patron credits!!

It starts to snow! Like at the end of the movie! It's a sign of hope and good things to come! <3

The original song is good for the movie, sure, but Geoff's cover feels like it has so much more depth (in more ways than one!) and emotion! And his vocal range is ugh god absolutely stunning and mindblowing! I cannot get enough, can never get enough!

But anyway, I hope you've been enjoying my Voiceplay/Voiceplay-adjacent posts! If there are any videos I've skipped over that you actually would like me to make a post on, please let me know! (And don't worry, I am planning to do all the 2017-onwards Christmas videos for both channels eventually - maybe as a Christmas In July thing?) I'm typing this on the 22nd of February, and if Voiceplay uploads a video in March that I wanna make a post on (nope), well you reading this will have already seen that post, and if Geoff uploads something in March that I wanna talk about (he did), then you'll see that post tomorrow (you will!). But otherwise, thanks for reading!

#geoff castellucci #jack's lament #jacks lament #acaplaya analysis #voiceplay-adjacent visuals

[vacantgodling]

oof okay. i didn’t think i would have to make a post talking about it but this may be my general blanket statement about it and hopefully i don’t need to make a hard and fast rule about this topic (for myself).

generally speaking, idgaf if minors follow me. i used to yeah—and i used to try and censor my blog and shit i posted because i knew i had, essentially, kids following me (why they were, no fucking idea but that’s the main reason i deleted my old blog and made this new one here because i was getting so stressed out about it) and i just didn’t want to be held responsible for “exposing them to shit” or something like that.

however. like. it’s my space, it’s my area, and i was (before) making myself miserable worrying about fucking children so i decided that i’m just not gonna do that anymore. and generally speaking, since making this blog i haven’t. when i was a teen, i followed and interacted with adults on the internet and i was fine. and i know i have some followers/mutuals/friends that i’ve known since they were younger and i didn’t feel weird about talking to them or anything. it’s good for kids to have outside adults to talk to etc etc but that’s not why i’m making this post.

basically, i’m making this post to say: if you are going to be a teenager/young adult (like 16-19) and you decide to follow me i need you to understand that i’m an adult, i talk about adult things (not just sex btw i mean just like. i’m for the exploration of dark topics in media and it will show up in my work occasionally) and that is your responsibility to navigate.

basically what i’m saying is, and bless this person’s heart. i just had a young teen/adult gimme a follow. and usually when people follow me, i do a quick scroll check to see what they post, if i want to follow back, etc etc. but the first post i saw on their blog was them rbing a very… shall we say young and on the internet opinion against a nuanced post that i personally rbed on my side blog myself without the take that this person rbed on it. just as a tldr the original post said basically “dark topics in media should exist and can be a tool to help people know what it looks like and identify it in real life so they can be able to navigate and stop this shit from happening irl.” like. a basic sentence and take (to me). this is obviously not saying you Have to go seek out media that makes you uncomfortable to read it if you don’t want to, but i’ve seen the notes on that post and i’ve seen and heard people talk about how having access to media that discussed their situation helped them themselves either come to grips with it, or to identify that it was happening or happened to them. it’s a nuanced take, and it’s one that i (personally) agree with.

yet the comment they rbed is the usual argument you see from someone who is not able to think about a situation broadly. the standard “oh well i’ve experienced csa before so i don’t need to see what it looks like” which again, tapping the sign, this is not for you then, and you don’t have to read books that explore those topics if you don’t want to. but the fact of the matter is: you aren’t going to know what everything looks like that is the breadth of the human experience—positive, or negative. shutting yourself off from potentially experiencing it via reading (a safe place) isn’t going to help you help anyone or have a complete understanding or opinion about it aside from this knee jerk reaction which is the antithesis of the post. and when all you (the person i’ve blocked btw. idk if it’s hard or soft and i don’t care really) have to add to this conversation via tags is “oh op probably made this post to justify jerking it to mha porn” then i need you to understand you are too young to be following me.

i trust people to make their own decisions. but i don’t really understand when people follow me and then have opinions like this. (hell there’s a lot of people who follow me where i don’t understand Why because it doesn’t seem like what i write would be in their wheelhouse but i can’t and won’t police people from reading my shit if they want to) however when i see stuff like this especially coming from a youngin’ i just don’t want to deal with that. because i know one day i will probably post or talk about something nuanced and i don’t want to invite a potential “callout” or “cancel culture” or freak out in my notes or argument in my inbox i’m just not doing it.

so at this time i’m not making a rule that i don’t want minors/youngins following me, again, i don’t care, but if you are going to like please please please actually understand when you don’t need to be following an adult with opinions that make you uncomfortable for your own sake.

#psa #about renjamin

[scarabshifts]

🥀The Tortured Poets Department🥀

Talking about my favorite songs on the album!

In no particular order.

Fortnight (feat. Post Malone)

It took a few listens to get into this one, but I really enjoy it. I was excited that Taylor would be working with Post, and I think he adds an added depth to the song. I've compared it to Dial Drunk, which he did with Noah Kahan, because I think he adds the same effect and texture to both songs.

But Daddy I Love Him

I love this song. It's such a good song to sing along to, or dance to, or run to, or- you get it. The chorus is great, the transition through the song is great, everything is just perfect.

Florida!!! (feat. Florence + The Machine)

I gotta tell you, Taylor outdid herself with the collabs on this one. Post Malone and Florence + The Machine??? Again, a really nice depth and layer is added. Something about this song wakes you up, which I love.

Guilty As Sin?

Okay, this one- I love it. I loved it a little less when I found out the, um, subject was you-know-who. But, if you ignore that, this is great. What did it for me was the "What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh", 'cause wasn't that everyone's fantasy at one point?

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

It has "mad woman" vibes, and I'm loving it. Such a running song too. I was down in the basement, running my little heart out on the treadmill, imagining a whole scene. It was great.

The Alchemy

It's something about this one that I love. Maybe the football references, maybe the sound of it, maybe the images it creates. It's such a fun song, and I love the "He jokes that it's heroin but this time with an 'E'".

The Albatross

This is my favorite on the album. I didn't think I'd be able to choose a favorite, but here we are. I'm a willow girlie, so this one was just, an instant connection. The lyrics- the sound- everything.

I Hate It Here

Almost every word she said in this one- I could relate to it. Hello? "Secret gardens in my mind"- those of you who know-

thank you aimee

Very much a grown up "Mean". To be honest, I thought of "Clean" as well. This song, to me at least, felt like healing.

I Look in People's Windows

I loved the theme of this song. You know, seeing that person, and then you look for them everywhere, and you get kinda obsessed, and- I'll stop before I expose myself. Anyway, this one was cute and upbeat, overall a great song.

Peter

The gasp I gasped when it went "You said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me". Peter Pan and Wendy anyone??? I love this song, and I was indeed singing it the rest of the day.

The Bolter

"But as she was leaving, it felt like breathing". Need I say anything more?

The Manuscript🥀

*Sighs*. This one made me tear up. I'll admit it. It may just have been because it was the last song, but something about this did it for me. The single notes in the background- *sighs again*. It's just such a pretty song about moving on and reflection.

If you've gotten this far, thanks for taking the time to read this. I'm tired as fuck right now, so I apologize if you can't understand some of this.

#taylor swift #ttpd #the tortured poets department #the tortured poets department the anthology #tswift