#meant to post on a sideblog but i said fuck it

[the-blaze-empress]

galacticlance -> the-blaze-empress

Hello and welcome! this is my blog!!

I am Teg or Milo, and mostly I write fics! I also cosplay, and very occasionally do art! and i regularly go insane about my interests

they/crow/he, adult, philza notice x1

said interests can vary, but mostly what you'll find is some combination of the following: - emerald duo - philza - tears of the kingdom - hermitcraft - qsmp

i also just post random shit unapologetically so have fun with that!

Some useful things

links: ao3, cosplay instagram, twitch, my fics tag

my inbox is always open! please talk to me

i block liberally

mutuals feel free to ask for discord!

i Dont Do sideblogs its all here baybe if theres smth u dont like block the tag (tag list below)

banner + blinkie credit in alt text

Tagging system and notes under the cut

yes I know it's insane that's the point <3

-> !! all of the following are susceptible to change !! <-

i don't generally tag for content/trigger warnings, bar unreality (#unreality), unless it is my own post (even then it's not guaranteed). if there is something you really absolutely need me to tag, ask, but no promises sorry.

i try to tag spoilers for things but again im not very good at it. generally the tag for that is #[thing] spoilers

Important(ish) tags:

#gremlin hoard &lt;3 - favourite things #ah shit wheres the thing - things i want to come back to later #original thoughts in their natural habitat - original posts

#wisdom be uponeth ye - asks #reverse sphynx - ask games

#my fic - my fics generally i tag posts relating to certain fics with their title or abbreviation (eg #Small Gods or #tmatimry) #my art - my art. there is not very much of it #if the men find out we can shapeshift they'll call the church - my cosplay

MCYT tags:

#deaths malewife - philza #hardcoreza - hc!phil and such related things #tha scrunkle &lt;3 - c!phil #oh! phil! - o!phil

#giant woman - kristin #tenobled - technoblade #my favourite war criminals - emerald duo

#toob - tubbo #enderboyo - c!ranboo #boy repellent - cc!ranboo #c!beeduo in gay love - beeduo (sometimes michael)

#theyre fambily ur honour - sbi #Definitely A Book Club - syndicate

#mi sobrina - tallulah #potato boy - chayanne #sunnymorning! - sunny #eGGIEs - qsmp eggs in general #disaster love polygon - anyone from q!phil's polycule. who is in that polycule? it changes and is completely up to my interpretation

#dsm5 i meant dsm5 - dsmp #i learnt coding for this - osmp #hoimycraf - hermitcraft #mantequilla de cacahuetes - qsmp #scott smajor jumpscare - miscellaneous mcyt

tags for other interests:

#minceraft - general minecraft content #im more of a cube tism kind of guy myself - my own minecraft content

#totk - anything loz related

#insert spiderverse tag here - into the spiderverse

#fucked up littol scrimblo - bishop's knifetrick watson

everything else:

#i cant cook - food/recipes

#if i had to see this then so do you - things i totally think you should see /lh

#add it to the mixing pot - cool worldbuilding ideas

#original thoughts in their natural habitat #my fic #if the men find out we can shapeshift they'll call the church #gremlin hoard <3 #ah shit wheres the thing #finally fucking made this post ive been meaning to do so for like a year #debating whether or not to tag this post with literally ever tag of mine #half the reason i made this post is for my own sanity with my tagging systen #and i did not realise theres a link limit per post!!! #tw flashing

[princessnijireiki]

keep getting comments like, "well what about the harassment jas is getting," bro I literally received murder threats + was doxxed on this site & staff told me to turn off my inbox + replies and block my way out of it, and that even after having family members threatened w the (luckily inept) doxxing, they weren't even going to remove posts w any personally identifying information until/unless the person threatening me posted phone numbers.

like that guy's sideblog that he made specifically to threaten & doxx me IS still up, and the info he put on there is inaccurate + now out of date, but except for the one post where he put every phone number associated w my (v common lol) last name in my old city of residence, those posts are still up, too.

that dude didn't get nuked.

my page has been deactivated twice for no reason, and after nonstop emails about it, I was able to get it restored both times. but that never happened to someone who said he was going to have me shot & raped. and even the little bit staff did in my defense? took weeks.

I don't condone harassment & threats or cyberstalking or doxxing, I've warned ppl I legitimately do not fuck with & do not like to protect public facing information when I've stumbled on it bc it's a wild world out here. some of the comments I deleted off this breakdown post specifically were even just things tagging the wrong person, or bickering w someone I'd already blocked, bc they're getting violent threats, too, and that's bullshit. you will not piggyback off me to swing on anybody else like that, even if you think they fucking deserve it, bc I refuse to be embroiled in anybody else's bad blood or to be used in this way.

but I'm very sure mercury's getting gnarly messages, too. and mercury is still nuked.

jas has turned off her inbox & limited DMs + post replies, and is clearly blocking people who reblog with commentary she disapproves of. that's her prerogative. she's done EVERYTHING tumblr staff has told evetybody else is the absolute limit of what can be done to protect ourselves.

and it sucks people are calling her names. it sucks if she's getting threats. it sucks if mercury was nuked without jas's input, because clearly if there was ANY consideration for how the backlash was going to affect jas, it wasn't thought out well if at all. but she has protection & tools at her disposal that the rest of us don't, and they were utilized over something trivial & frivolous that came back to kick her in the ass. she has the same options as any other regular joe schmoe blogger on this site now, and while I'm sympathetic to that, bc it's a shitty unfair system, I don't feel sorry for her when she ultimately created this situation herself wrt the reactions SHE'S getting to the way she reacted to mercury's post.

and I won't feel sorry until or unless whatever new options jas later gets + already got (incl turbodeleting the opposition over petty grievances) get handed to the rest of us, too. bc this was a pretty cut & dry example of abuse of power. and if nuking blogs is a "break glass in case of emergency" moderation tool, fine, it doesn't need to be open access; but it's applied unevenly, for personal or political biases, and if it's not meant for civilian users' petty squabbles, then it should never have been used here.

it's a shitty situation, but you don't get to cry about how people react or what comes up when people google your name when you're the party at fault. and tbh I hope this is the last post I have to make about it.

#long post // #rape ment // #violence ment // #like... what do you want me to say here #when you do clownery the clown comes back to bite.gif #tumblr dot com #edit: readmore cut's malfunctioning sorry y'all

[meatbricks]

THIS IS THE INTRO POST.

howdy, folks! this is your admin (aka boxes, from critically acclaimed tumblr blog @burningboxes, which is my main account) speaking! welcome to my brandy-new sideblog dedicated entirely to my UrbanSPOOK AU, "MetaSPOOK"!

now, first and foremost, much like my main blog, this is an 18+ blog. much like the source material it's based on, this AU and the content i post that relates to it may contain sexual, violent, taboo/"problematic" elements that may be disturbing to some individuals and are unsuitable for minors. again, i'll say it real loud and bold...

IF YOU'RE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD OR CAN'T HANDLE GRAPHIC, UNCOMFORTABLE CONTENT, DON'T FOLLOW OR INTERACT WITH ANY OF MY BLOGS.

this is your only warning. if i get any messages regarding the censorship or removal of my own original content, i will not respond to them. i'm not responsible for your reaction or any harm caused if you choose to ignore this warning.

with that being said, what the hell is a MetaSPOOK?

i'll give you a run-down:

the basic premise of this AU is that the analog horror series exists in-universe as a series of "indie horror" videos made by another serial killer who was inspired by the Painter's case and wishes to find out more about the killers involved.

this AU takes place in the late 90s-early 2000s in the town of Urbanspook, Louisiana (very original name, i know)

the videos themselves are uploaded onto the creator's own website, which is entirely dedicated to the project.

the videos are uploaded in chronological order, i.e., the in-universe real-life crimes that were committed correspond to the order in which the videos based on them are uploaded (FACES-LIGHTHOUSE-IN THE WALLS-THE CLUE-WITNESS-PIGS-FAMILY-MEAT, basically)

the vast majority of the events portrayed in the videos are accurate to the killers' crimes, but some details (such as some info about the killers themselves and some of the codes hidden in the videos) are fabricated to throw people off

there are also promotional social media accounts (eg. MySpace and Facebook) connected to the videos and the overall "indie film project" they're supposedly part of, and the creator regularly interacts with their audience in the form of Q&A sessions held on AOL or IRC chat; both of which are meant to provide even more false info about the killers (and avoid suspicion, for that matter)

merchandise for the series also exists in-universe

the phone number (985)-455-9560 belongs to the creator of the videos and is included in the videos both in order to find out more about the killers & their crimes and to locate potential victims of his own

the killers are aware of these videos and are amused by them, regarding the creator as a friend of theirs

the Painter is a man, he just has low testosterone (be nice to him okay!!!!! god damn!!!!!/j/lh)

mask guy is referred to as Bruteforce, still has his arm (and his face for that matter), and is at least a little bit more intelligent than a dog (not that much, though, he's still a fucking dumbass for the most part, dw—)

they're uhh. they're gay and they livestream on the dark web sometimes occasionally. yeah no that's it, that's deadass what i have written down in my notes for this

...alright, so that ended up a little longer than i expected, but nonetheless i hope that at least gives you some idea of what the hell is going on here. if not, then you can always ask, either in dms on my main account or in the inbox here!

before we finish up, though, i'd like to clarify a few additional things:

if you're looking for my general headcanons about the killers, you can find them here: https://www.tumblr.com/meatbricks/733417177763414016/id-love-to-hear-some-general-hcs-about-the?source=share

this blog isn't just for headcanons, fics, art, and other works related to this au, but it also doubles as an ask blog! if you send in an inbox message addressed to a specific character, an in-character answer will be provided!

this au also includes ocs of mine! none of them affect canon all too much (besides maybe one of 'em), so if you have any questions or requests regarding them, don't hesitate to ask!

speaking of which, this blog does, indeed, take fanfic/headcanon/art requests! this includes reader insert fanfics, so if you have something you wanna see, again, don't be afraid to ask!

these characters, aside from my ocs, are all the property of UrbanSLUG. please support his work on Instagram and YouTube. I do not claim the rights to any of these characters; these are only my personal interpretations of them that are separate from canon.

unless specified otherwise, none of the events of this blog are canon to the actual series, and none of the elements of this au (such as the social media accounts, website, livestreams, etc) exist in physical reality.

...aaaaand the n/s/f/w tag for this blog is "this is the NSFT", so block that in case you don't wanna see any of the weirder stuff i post here.

that's all! enjoy!

#intro post #pinned #urbanspook #the painter urbanspook #urbanspook analog horror #tag list -> #this is the writing #this is the art #these are the headcanons #this is the fanfic #this is the answer #this is the answer (ooc) #this is the answer (ic) #this is the shitpost #admin rambles #will add more if needed!

[moodr1ng]

took me a while lol but i just went thru my follow list to remove inactive/moved blogs and found some people who slipped thru my vetting 🙄 ik just saying "dont follow me if you keep following racists" isnt gonna work overall, but just in this specific instance (since i said it on my sideblog and not here) if you still follow txttletale unfollow me, and if you reblogged or agreed with that racist fucking post (even if you deleted it after you saw everyone say its racist. idc.) unfollow me. rbing context in a sec

oh also unfollow me if you believe in ""transandrophobia"" AND unfollow me if you have "men dni" on your blog. yes im bigender this means im a woman AND a man and if you interact w me when you have that on your blog you are misgendering me openly. either fuck off or if you meant "cis men" or "binary men" then fucking say that.

#like im not gonna curate a list of big tumblr blogs who are open racists to spoonfeed you.. #but since im already here and i just saw some whiteperson who followed me had rbed that post... #removed 50 followers it took forever but there were a couple real freaks in there lol #(most of the ppl i blocked or softblocked it was just for being inactive or not having their age on there) #i already have the transandrophobia shit on my byf but clearly thats not enough #anyway hopefully this time i combed thru well enough that i got all the freaks #97

[somethingshifted]

ramblin about cracker island and random 'rillaz stuff. it's long & disjointed

i'll start off by saying i think a lot of the songs are jams. this is my intelligent nuanced music take. it's fun, but it's safe, and safe isn't always good or appealing. that being said... i like safe, i like it as much as i like experimental and as much as i like genre pushing. it isn't my favorite album but it's got jams. my favorite from the main album is tarantula and my favorite bonus track is crocadillaz. like, thumbs up

listening to it completely divorced from what the album is meant to be (aka what damon has said) is possible which, maybe i'm missing the cult/worship/new age social media references in some of the songs but i won't write it completely off if i'm not understanding how it tackles the cult theme. not that this is a cracker island exclusive issue i think. but it doesn't do an overarching theme as cleanly as like, Demon Days and The Now Now. but it isn't completely divorced from the theme, like the tired influencer/new gold/cracker island carry the cult ideas to me. baby queen, is so cute, but feels out of place lyrically. but it brings groove to a groovy album... maybe time will tell and it will become more apparent. when i go to rewatch somr MVs frkm Humanz days there's comments like "i didn't realize how real this was until <insert event> happened" maybe that'll happen for this album lol

i think the most egregious thing is del being restricted to a bonus/deluxe release. like come on!!! all of the bonus/deluxe tracks are worthy enough to be in the main album. on top of that, crocadillaz is my favorite from the bonuses, i would be gutted if i spent so much money on their pricey physicals just to learn i can't even listen to crocadillaz on my fancy vinyl especially it being dave of de la soul's first posthumous release?. i'm going to make an aside here - crocadillaz lyrics encompass the idea of celeb cult to me. i think if they went down this path lyrically, even keeping the musical production i would have fallen in love with the album's purpose lol (but that's just fan-brain taking over). i agree when i read wishes for the collaborators to have more of a voice in the songs especially stevie nicks and bootie brown (speaking of bootie brown. his feature in new gold was the one that made me go oh man wish i could hear you better.)

maybe it helps that i wasn't and probably will never be involved in tracking every move the band makes as they release music and building up expectations. i like picking through it later or being told about what's been going on (this phase's info has been relayed to me over the year it took to release by my brother) i decided to make a blog about since i'm back on tumblr for other fandom stuff in 2022, (this is a sideblog!) i loved the band for a long time but my interest wanes and waxes and right now it's in a massive upswing hence this blog and long post. when demon days was releasing is when i was actually aware they're a band and not just some random thing i found off miniclip (re-ups of flash games), i just allowed people to tell me about it instead of getting into the music side, due to loss of internet and life circumstances. i lived outside of the USA for a bit and home life was a bit difficult but coming back to school and seeing demon days TSHIRTS blew my fucking mind lol they were always the 'car game band' to kid me. i was never into the whole 'get SMS from the band/play on the website/forum/go to concerts' stuff. except 19-2000 game. that was a kitchen computer staple. ok i got carried away here. but i'm just saying that i'm a casual fan so take my opinion through that lens. (i do want to see them live one day)

when hearing about the circumstances cracker island was created and released under, i can't feel like it's a black mark on their discography for being a safe pop-y album, if it's something spur of the moment after (another) failed go at the movie then i can get why it sounds unfinished and the art is repetitive. on another note, i don't know why they release music in that fashion (as in, spamming singles for so long. it made me wonder what's going on between label and owner but i'm ignorant of music practices) aside- i do not want a movie i really do not unless they really kept the mockumentary angle! it would be easier even if it was mockumentary bc there's no need to keep all the lore straight lol and it can be flexible. at this point it's been so long that i think, maybe it's time to hang up the hat on that front...

TL;DR: if it was meant to be a pop album it served its purpose well, if it was meant to be commentary on cults that's a bit weaker

here's my thoughts on the loooooore:

my disclaimer here is that i still feel like the gorillaz characters are... characters? mouthpieces? so i don't really care much for the newer interviews being centered around fictional hijinks and less about making music, which was more interesting to me as i'm musically dense... i kind of ignore it and feel like nothing is lost by doing that. i think their marketing is going overboard but times change and you need to beg for streams i guess. i don't see it as completely different as what they always kind of did, as i read that s/t gorillaz was marketed towards youngeee people rather than solely adults and you can see that in the tie-ins and the game and such (and the fact that theyre cartoons!). i just have a chip on my shoulder over tiktok. i sound old but i literally am not, only turning 26 this year... that isn't old. but murdoc is. and grandpa murdoc is kind of funny that's my red flag

i'm reading Rise of the Ogre right now and i'm assuming this is the quality some people wish the interviews would have? i can agree... but. i can't bite my hat over it not being the norm anymore. i think i'd be genuinely put off if the band were actual characters with overarching plots along their entire existence, the whole point is that they're 2D (lol) and you can do things in 2 dimensions that real people can't. they're musicians one day and making cyborgs the next and reanimating the dead and collabing with snoop dogg it's better to play fast and loose IMO. so far ROTO feels like an in-between of band characters and wacky hijinks characters which is nice i guess, but i do really really love the way its written so far. the music chart is gorgeous

the older phases had so many unsavory moments art-wise that i can't line it up to current stuff and wish it was the same as back then, which is probably why i accept "OOC" stuff. like i genuinely think noodle's depiction/description now is better than the early phases. even if the style/form speaks to me more with heavy lineart and grungy mood it was always uncomfortable with the racist depictions. a lot of the stuff surrounding russel seems to be literally interview or book only since i never heard of half of this shit, being a music video only and the occasional concert rip watcher.

so on cracker island story/lore... it does feel OOC. my brief snoop around what the internet feels aboit the album character-wise makes me think it's pointless to rehash why i think it's OOC, but it isn't to the point of ruin, not even close. the older phases 2D (ans the cast) still exists, he isn't a human being thank god and you can do whatever you want with him, it's not like real people who act different and will never be who they were years ago, all iterations of the gorillaz characters exist. they aren't linear characters either and they were never meant for a story with concrete/stable facts, so returning to a point or going to a different point isn't permanent, i kind of felt that was the point. i find it annoying, yes, but it's not damaging to the band as a whole to me so it's more of an annoyance than total destruction of gorillaz theme. on the disuse of characters like russel, that's more annoying to me tbh than 2D being a cutesy ditz

i wanted somewhere to dump all my thoughts after talking about it to friends and my brother, since, i've been 'into' gorillaz for so long, but never was seriously into the characters themselves, so reading all this stuff and falling into it is kind of fun. it's less aggravating to be in the middle of it years after years i bet. the reason this post might sound defensive is influenced by one convo i had where someone laid out all the band's marketing activity for this album which i found cringey, but not the end of the world. interesting because i think i just entered this 'fandom space' when people are gnashing over lore stuff. i think my cerebrospinal fluid is too lukewarm to get affronted aside from things like 'gee wish they kept russel's music appreciation, taxidermy interest, and eloquence'. if you couldn't tell i still like some of the themes of the older iterations!

you can argue that they lost the message of not being sanitized for the masses but... i feel like brand deals kind of impact that message wayyy more, and Do ya thang is one of my favorite tracks and that was to sell some damn shoes, Converse somehow literally still owns the rights to that (?!). plus, fan backlash over mentioning politics in Humanz means you can't really be surprised they're smoothing themselves down more in that department. at least, that's my perspective. my biggest wish is always that i want the creators of the music and owners of these characters to do what they want currently but, i guess i don't know how brands work and how flexible they can be

to wrap this stream of consciousness up, i will say i'm very easy to please music-wise, so there hasn't ever been gorillaz MUSIC where i felt was bad, yeah i'm one of those fans. i'm always ready to admit i'm biased from nostalgia as well as certain songs being released during crazy times of my life. it is difficult even rank my favorite albums because i feel like it's a disservice to put one below the other lol... i like The Fall. i like Humanz for an entirely different reason. my favorite song from gorillaz of all time is White Flag i could shout it from the top of a roof, but then i still like The Now Now as a whole album better than Plastic Beach. i genuinely tuned out to the entire band after Humanz because the backlash hallelujah money got made me so sad... oh what else... i cry so easily to gorillaz tracks. i can't get through TNN without tearing up. i want to make merch for myself since the store is difficult to purchase from and i want some stickers. ok that's all '_' !!! if you read this long/scrolled somehow then here

(and if you want to reply, i highly encourage it and im open minded to disagreements, i'm posting it in the main tag to get some feelers on opinions or discuss stuff. i'd be replying with my main blog)

#this isnt overly critical just long so i put a readmore. but there is negativity so... #not all negative though - this actually spiraled into a behemoth about my feelings on most of their stuff #gorillaz #(this is going in main tag excuse me)

[skyriderwednesday]

shholmes221 has not posted in nearly three years, neither have any of his sideblogs. Watson has continued to tag him in posts, but refuses to answer questions of his whereabouts, and giftsfromboswell remains dormant.

Then, out of nowhere, he posts a roughly drawn caricature of Mark Twain pointing to the 'Reports of my death...' quote with a speech bubble reading "Not what I said!"

Watson reblogs this, commenting "Fuck you, that's not what I meant." - the only time he has ever cursed uncensored in all his time using the site.

"Wait, he's alive????" asks an anon.

"Yeah, he's just a git who lost access to his account for three bloody years", Watson replies.

#sherlock holmes #modern au #tumblr watsholmes #is that actually what happened? #idk up to you

[cvntryr0ads]

You wanted a sideblog update, so I’m giving you one. It’s not really juicy, but I’m gonna do a little recap of the past weekend.

This past weekend was the Streamer Awards. I was nominated for three categories. I didn’t care who won, considering I was nominated alongside all of my friends. If anyone else won, it would be a win regardless.

After winning 2/3 of the categories (Best Minecraft/International Streamer), I decided to get drunk as hell (who wouldn’t? You gotta celebrate the right way!)

There was a rumor going around that I flooded the bathroom, but it WASNT TRUE! Some idiot shat in the urinal so that was gross but it was NOT me!

BBNO$ came up to me while he was performing and said “nice to finally meet you” and I about lost my fucking mind!

I got to see all my friends from all over the world, which is always a fun time! Very different when you see them every day online. It’s a breath of fresh air to see them in person.

Foolish was hot as FUCK! Oh my GOD! I could go ON AND ON about how good he looked. Now you might say to yourself, “Quackity, he’s your boyfriend, of course you’re going to say that.” BRO, if you took ONE LOOK AT HIM, you’d be saying the same shit.

Anyways. The next day I did the hangover shuffle, which meant me shuffling to the bathroom and laying in the fetal position by the toilet for hours. Foolish’s really good at taking care of me…I feel bad sometimes, but he insists it isn’t a problem. Im very lucky to call him mine.

And now, I’m just dealing with post-awards depression. Some of my friends are staying a little longer so we’ll be doing some things before they depart. But then it’s back to work! Woo!

#long post #recaaaaaap

[idiotlovesongs]

there is truly nothing i hate more than arguing with a person who is saying the same thing as i am. i made a post on a sideblog about a show i really like and how the popular theory of this one guy getting out alive was so fucking wrong and thematically would make no sense and someone comes up to the post to comment "i disagree with your opinion" and then proceeds to agree in the later comments. p l e a s e b r o . you literally just agreed with me and my opinions. why are you phrasing it like that???

i'm all for friendly arguing and discussions about shows and pieces of art. that's the fun of fandom spaces. people have differing opinions and it's nice to see people having different interpretations of scenes and stuff. i love that type of shit. my favorite thing about watching shows with people is talking about our different theories and headcanons. even if we never reach an agreement, we both have our points, shared them, shook hands amicably and agreed to disagree. that's also part of the fun.

i really fucking hate when someone acts like theyre arguing but is actually saying the same thing as i am. and this isn't me misinterpreting tone over text or something. they legit said something along the lines of i disagree with your opinion. it is so frustrating. i think what they meant to say as that they disagreed with a certain part of my post. they agreed with the general idea or the main topic, but disagreed with my feelings towards a character i think??? but, like, why would you phrase it in a way that makes it sound like you disagree with my whole post bro? be more specific so we're not arguing for the same exact thing. so we can get to the let's agree to disagree part sooner and avoid the confusion.

how's a person supposed to get that you disagree with a specific detail they mentioned as opposed to the whole post when you just put that you disagree?

whatever. this really pissed me off and it's not that deep

[buzzcutmase]

The thing is cartia will care. She cared enough to let everyone know she was at the bridge and then leaked the photo of her mase and that other girl. Which was then deleted, then mason didn’t bother with her. She will care. That’s all I’m saying, you need to just calm down see that people are allowed to say how they think and feel and look at it from their point. Please don’t get all angry and nasty because someone has a slight opinion

Yes it’s not a big deal but you can’t say she won’t care when she knows and knew what she was doing when she was first linked with them.

get angry and nasty? we’ve been over this yesterday so i’m tired of you all thinking it’s something when it’s clearly not. it’s instagram activity, if every picture i liked meant something i wouldn’t EVER be able to like anything. and i can tell you now i doubt she cares that much bc it’s once again… JUST a like and it’s not like him barely interacting with her publicly stops her from doing so on HIS posts so???? and her posting the stuff from the bridge and that photo wasn’t a big deal she just most likely didn’t know some mason fans would be this fucking weird about it and make it into something it’s not? pls i’m tired of this so stop sending in opinions to MY sideblog if you then get offended when i say how i feel about what you said?

[hasxufudoneanythingwronginactive]

I’ve been very inconsistent on this blog lately and I feel like it’s a sign that I should loosen my format

As much as I enjoy posting edits on milestones, I think it was a lot easier to keep up with the last time I made one of these blogs, because back then I did not have a job lol (for those unaware that was years ago and it was about Laevatein from Fire Emblem Heroes. I’d link to it but I think it got deleted with my old main blog so rip)

The stress of my own self-imposed pressures has definitely been a problem and a contributing factor in why I have posted so little on this sideblog recently. I think we need to go back to basics, those basics being: Xu Fu is the best servant and she isn’t even summonable yet. Extremely talented of her and we’re all very impressed.

The reason I’m thinking about posting here again is because Servant Summer Camp is indeed coming, and I get the feeling I’ll be screenshotting Xu Fu’s parts a lot to scream about them (cause I’m kind of just like that), and this blog was always meant as a place to concentrate my adoration of Xu Fu posts, so this is likely where I’d like to do it

Anyway I’m not saying I’ll never do a Xu Fu edit again or anything I’d just like to be less strict on myself. That being said, kinda fucked up I haven’t done any edits with the brand new Xu Fu Shopkeeper arts we got… I can’t make any promises but that is very tempting

#Rambling #blog update

[quadcorenewkids]

Tfw ur friend is sad but u don’t know how to comfort them because neither of you really talk :’)

It’s been a while since I did more than a barebones sketch for this blog. I’m really sorry about that 😅

However I think this is my favourite pencil brush I’ve snagged to date - I just wish it would resize bigger so shading isn’t so hard on my hand OTL

#south park oc #south park new kid #quiet boy #pretty boy #sketch #ty’s legs gave me a v hard time - this is why u should have a skeleton sketch regardless of clothes kids #he’s also meant to be considerably thinner than the others so next to Ocean his proportions look a lil funny #(but he’s also wearing slacks tbh - Ocean’s the next thinnest kid of the four) #but yeee #not to go off on the sideblog like I said I’d try not to do but like #I stopped posting so much for this because a few months ago I REALLY discouragedand subsequently talked myself out of #anything and everything I was doing for this because I thought it was stupid or not good enough or that no one cares #but more importantly - I ended up making myself hate myself for working on anythingrelated to this and that’s sososo unfair to myself #I felt I had to live up to other ‘more relevant’ content other pl make and I just.... I don’t do that #so I stopped for a really long time - I’ve done that with other stuff too tbh #but that’s the update on why this blog’s been dead I guess lmao #I *have* content - it’s just unfinished and idk if people wanna see that #but yeah - I’m good now lol #here’s to being self-indulgent and working on whatever the fuck you want because YOU want to - not because ur trying to impress other ppl

[navybrat817]

i just can’t stop thinking about having to repopulate the post apocalyptic zombie world with bucky, maybe having aggressive love making on shower with him choking away my worries, squeezing my neck with his metal arm

I'm up for that challenge, nonnie! Between this ask and that ask, I was inspired. Two days in a row I wrote something. Yay! Is choking and/or shower sex to repetitive with me? Sorry, lovelies.❤️

Remind Me

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Word Count: Over 1.3k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), shower sex, possessive behavior, slight choking kink, slight breeding kink, Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?), porn with feels (it’s me).

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You were silent as you stepped into the shower, the water hitting your skin as you turned it on. You didn't even register how hot or cold it was. Would it burn you? Make you shiver? It didn’t matter. Cleanliness was a necessity, but it felt like a luxury after everything went to shit.

How many had fallen since the virus spread? How many loved ones did you lose? You closed your eyes as you tried to process your emotions. It was better to do so when no one was looking. And the water could wash away your tears.

As if on cue, you felt a warm presence at your back. One person was by your side through it all... the man you wanted a family with. But the comfort felt short-lived. Would you lose Bucky? Or would he lose you? The thought of you leaving him alone in this made your heart ache… and made you mad.

“It’s okay to be angry.”

How the hell could he read you when he wasn't even looking at you? “Oh, it’s okay?" you snapped, keeping your back to him. “Thanks for the permission, Barnes. Much appreciated.”

It was irrational to take it out on him. None of this was his fault. Before you could apologize, he took you by surprise and spun you around. The sound of the running water echoed in the tiled room as you stared at each other. It wasn’t the first time you saw him naked, and it hopefully wouldn’t be the last, but the sight of him surrounded by the growing steam made you dizzy.

“You wanna take your anger out on them, go ahead. But don’t pull that shit with me. I’m on your side.”

The emotionless tone made fury boil to the surface before you could stop yourself. “You’re on my side as long as you get to keep your dick wet, right?”

His eyes narrowed as he invaded your space. It was a low blow to imply that he would use you as a means to an end. “In case you forgot, you’ve been keeping my dick wet long before things got fucked up,” his voice was dangerously low as your back hit the wall. “And you love it when I ruin you. Or do I need to give you a reminder?”

His metal fingers wrapped around your throat as you opened your mouth. You said with your eyes what you couldn’t say with your lips. I’m sorry. I know I mean everything to you, like you do to me. But you needed his fury along with his love. You wanted to forget this reality for a short time.

“Remind me,” you mouthed.

“Oh, beautiful…” his nose brushed yours as he breathed against your lips, “You know all I have to do is squeeze, right?”

His hand tightened just enough to make your thighs press together. They didn’t stay that way for long. Not when his other hand pried them apart.

“A little choke…” he whispered as his hand slid along your folds. “And you get soaked for me. I knew you were a slut for my dick, but this? Doesn’t matter if I choke you with my hand or cock, does it? I slide right in like I’m meant to. Because you trust me.”

I trust you with everything.

His hand stayed on your neck as his lips crashed against yours, instantly taking possession of your mouth. His kisses left you breathless and overwhelmed, whimpering when the pads of his fingers began to slowly move along your folds again. He smeared your wetness, a silent indication of what he did to you as you did your best to push your hips down and chase his touch.

“Bucky, fuck me,” you moaned as his metal fingers dragged down your chest.

“You’re gonna let me fuck you the way you need to be fucked,” he told you, leaving wet kisses along your jaw and neck. Your heart jumped when he groped your breast, toying with your nipple as water trickled along your skin. “Gonna fill you up the way you always beg me to.”

You reached for his cock, relishing in the growl he let out when you brushed your thumb over the dripping tip. It always felt hot when he came inside you. It was like he branded you… owned you. No one else could touch you when he had you like this.

“I won’t fuck the fight out of you completely…” he said through his teeth before he batted your hand away. “You still need it.”

His hands moved to your hips, lifting you so you could wrap your legs around his waist. You brushed the wet hair out of his eyes, twisting your fingers in the strands as you pulled him in for another deep kiss. He did his best to shut his emotions down, but his eyes told you everything. He craved this intimacy, maybe even more than you did.

You felt the blunt head of his cock slip inside as his hand gripped your throat again. It didn’t constrict your airway, but It was a gentle reminder of the power he had as you felt each inch push home. You tensed for a moment as he bottomed out. You would have collapsed if not for his firm body keeping you against the wall, stretched beyond belief as he stayed still.

“Don’t even think of looking away… you hear me, doll?”

You gave him a single nod, encouraging him to move as you gripped his broad shoulders. He snapped his hips up so forcefully that you choked on the sound of his name. You whined when he repeated the motion, your walls clenching selfishly around him.

“This what you need to survive? My cock wrecking you?” he grunted when you clamped down again.

“Yes!” you gasped, wishing you could keep him in the haven of your body forever. He made you feel alive. Why did you have to share him with this cruel world?

“I’m right here,” he swore, your breasts crushed against his chest as he pressed close. Did you say that last part out loud? “You think I don’t need you, too?”

“I’m right here,” you repeated, your heart clenching. He lost so much, too. It wasn’t fair.

“Keep those pretty eyes on me,” his thumb brushing along your skin delicately.

You obeyed, getting lost in his intense gaze. Your hitched moans, his hard breathing and the sound of skin slapping together echoed in the small space. Your eyes burned as he shifted, his cock hammering harder into you. He thrust so deeply you were helpless to do anything except take it all. The dig of your nails in his shoulders was a wordless urge to give you more… to give you everything.

“Don’t forget who you belong to.”

You felt out of control, your pussy quivering as he continued to drive into you. As if you’d ever forget. “I’m yours, Bucky.”

“Then beg me to come inside you,” he smirked, his tone smug because he knew you would.

“Come inside me,” you cried as he cock hit that sweet spot relentlessly. Yes, yes, there. Please. You weren’t going to last much longer.

“You come first,” he ordered, his hand squeezing as your eyes went wide. “Then I’ll breed you.”

Your body tensed almost uncontrollably as all the rage, sadness, need, everything finally snapped in a swirl of ecstasy. It tore you apart as you cried out and, as he reminded you before, you loved every second of it. His pace was frantic before he faltered, coating your insides with an animalistic growl before you came down from your high. Watching him let go was a vision.

He moved his hand to the back of your neck as he stayed inside you, both of you breathing heavily as his other hand kept you in place. Moments like this, you could both forget and remember. You forgot the pain of the world and you remembered that your world was right in front of you.

“Bucky?” you asked after a few seconds when he didn’t lower your feet to the floor.

“Get comfortable, beautiful. Not done breeding your cunt by a longshot.”

#navybrat writes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x female reader

[nyaskitten]

Read byf + AU and Original Stories Masterpost

(note, this post can and will change whenever needed)

Hey, welcome to hell!!! Been mentally ill since 2012… haven't been normal since… fucking legos!!!!

my irl sideblog is @raine-but-irl.

LMK alt is @ladybonedemon !!!

I LOVE horror a lot, and I will reflect that in stuff I write if I wanna <333

Fandoms include: Ninjago, Monkie Kid, and The Owl House.

My Discord is LegoGeek33#9707 if u wanna know!!

RULES:

Terfs, go die <333

Please don't send me any chain asks/messages.

Ll*rumi, Lloyd x ninja, and Dream stans please leave me alone I do not want u here this is not a safe space for u

List of Achievements No One But I Care About

I coined the surname "Jiang" for Kai and Nya

I brought Onceler Morro back for like, a day

I semi-predicted some of Crystalized (sadly it was the worst parts)

Things I'm Writing:

Ninjago: A New Spin

(A different take on the world of Ninjago, a more mature version where you never know if Lloyd gets to say fuck like he should. Also more in-depth for characters! Meant to fix plotholes, add more diversity, add my own lore, OC's, realms, etc etc! Swears and blood are NOT off the table!!!)

(official account is @ninjagoans)

Warriors of Light (current title)

(The story of three friends who stumble upon, and are magically bound, to ancient artifacts from a different world. They find themselves in said different world, fighting against gods, a coven, primordial beings, and the occasional power-hungry loser, to ensure the safety of the five realms.)

#latest update: 4/22/23 #pinned post #intro #tags: #raine's art #raine animates #raine's shitposting #raine's rambles #Whoa! Cool beyond cool. Uber-mega. I'm‚ like‚ wow! #<- only for like super cool art #I keep forgetting it tho

[letterfromajax]

Please block @vaestra for being lesbophobic, biphobic, and transphobic

Please note that this person is neither a lesbian or bisexual from what I can tell based off their about. I am also assuming they are TME.

All of their sideblogs will be listed at the very end. All proof will be under the cut and will have the text transcribed to the best of my ability.

The biggest thing that made me make this post is that this person supports bi/pan lesbians and one of the posts he has floating around is literally just his quiet support for bi/pan lesbians. The post in question is the first one listed under the cut.

The bi/pan lesbian label is inherently transphobic because it excludes nonbinary identities from lesbianism, even though nonbinary lesbians exist. I am not a lesbian, so I don’t feel entirely comfortable discussing why it’s lesbophobic beyond the fact that lesbians cannot be bi/pan because they’re lesbians and vice versa.

I commented on this specific post telling him that the post could be taken out of context as support for Bi/Pan lesbians.

Transcribed Text

crescairis: i get that people are more comfortable with defined rules and structure but i also think q*eer people lost when they started resorting to dictionary definitions for what labels mean

crescairis: the q*eer umbrella is meant to deviate from the norm of rigid boxes and definitions and to decide that lesbian means Only this, bi means Only this, etc, is directly contradicting what q*eer means. each and every label is going to have a unique meaning to the person using it and that is how it’s supposed to be. if you’re not comfortable with that…sorry?

My aforementioned comment has since been deleted, but this was the response I received from him.

Transcribed Text

vaestra said: @childescatgirl actually it WAS my intention and you are the exact kind of person this post is talking about! go the fuck away!

Some more lesbophobia and transphobia taken from his about and DNI

Note: The first link provided was locked behind a paywall, the second link provided was written by a cis person, and the third one minimized transmisogony. The fourth link provided is a tumblr post…

Transcribed Text

We acknowledge that transmascs are affected by TERF ideology, as well as the existence of transmisandry. (Some very good articles on the subject: [#1.] [#2.] [#3.]

We acknowledge that the terms femme and butch are open to all q*eer people; [here’s why.]

Their DNI

I’m not a lesbian and I am TME, but TERF ideology mainly targets transwomen. Yes, other trans and even cis individuals can be impacted by TERFs and their ideology, but it’s specifically harmful towards transwomen and to detract from that and focus so heavily on transmascs individuals being harmed by TERF ideology is just a little weird imo. It’s up to you whether you think that’s a bad thing, but I included it because I myself am transmasc and it just feels weird.

The next transcription is only partial and I’m going to censor part of it because the words used make me uncomfortable. I will make the censored parts with brackets.

Transcribed Text

you use the “nonmen loving nonmen” definition of lesbianism, and/or you don’t believe in [lesbian boys]/gaygirls and or mspec lesbians/gays

you think q*eer is a slur that shouldn’t be reclaimed (any personal discomfort with being called q*eer will be respected)

you don’t think transmisandry exists, you don’t think transmascs are harmed by terf ideology, and/or you think the discussion of transmisandry is inherentky transmisogynistic

you think the terms butch and femme are for lesbians only (they aren’t)

This User’s Side Blogs Include

@/contaiuolo

@/crescairis (this was the side blog that the post was originally posted on)

@/fuckvriska

@/daylightsanctum

I’ll say it here again too, but I am trans and bisexual.

EDIT; I didn’t know butch and femme could be used by people other than lesbians. Thank you to everybody who corrected me. I’ll admit I didn’t bother reading the link attached to it because it was a tumblr post. I assumed this person genuinely meant like anybody could use them including like men. Which, unfortunately, is a take I’ve seen… 😬 my bad

#blocklist #ok 2rb pls and thank you

[bitterqueenofhearts]

His World (II)

Warnings: smut, age gap, unprotected sex, swearing, mentions of alcohol consumption, drunk sex, choking kink, daddy kink.

Sugar Daddy!Bucky AU x Reader - “a stranger at a party offers you more than the night”

WC: 3.3k

Note: This is the second part of my entry for the Two Years of Darkness by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor ! Thank you so much for the feedback and all the love. I hope you enjoy reading this one, all sorts of feedback are super appreciated!

Btw, I might post the next parts on my new sideblog, @marziwritesfic - just a heads up

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V

The rest of the night was a blur, sort of. After you accepted Bucky's fantastic proposal, he started acting just slightly different around you. He had told you "no more drinking", and just because you were drunk enough already, you obeyed him. You wouldn't wanna risk the night by passing out like a reckless fool and miss the opportunity to sleep with that god.

The next thing you remember is getting into a nice car with him, being caressed and petted, always being touched and kept under his grip. Of course, you wanted every piece of him to yourself right then and right there, and couldn't blame him for wanting the same from you.

When you got off the car, there was a fancy building, a fancy hall, a fancy elevator... and you two ended up in a big, fancy apartment. Yes, everything felt out of your league, but you played along with a little help from the haziness in your mind. And then finally his bedroom - where he had every intention of fucking you eagerly till you were nothing but a moaning mess on his bed.

You could never leave his arms all this time, and he couldn't let go of you. You've been wet since the club, fantasizing about his touch, listening to his deep voice, melting under his gaze. Your mind could only focus on getting railed by that man. It took you both less than two minutes to get rid of all clothing.

That's when you finally understood why Bucky wore that single glove in his left hand. He had a full prosthetic arm - which was a surprise to you, as you thought about it later: he had told you about his family, but never mentioned the arm. You wondered what had happened to him, what was in his past? You never meant to stare, but the drunkness fogging your mind made you take forever before letting it go, or at least it felt like it.

Then, you remembered the first thing he said to you: You shouldn't stare. And you bit your lip at the thought, feeling so glad to be there. The room was spinning, but that didn't stop you from straddling him and kissing his lips with vigor as he explored your naked body with his hands. You were getting to know each other, really, at that moment.

He was paying attention, while he grazed your skin with his fingers, to every response your body gave him. Every time you flinched or moaned against his lips. Every time a shiver ran up your body, every time you buckled your hips against his erection. And you didn't know that yet, but James was a fast learner. He would crack your code within minutes, and by the end of the night, he'd have you wrapped around his finger - other than his cock.

You couldn't keep your hands to yourself, either. You loved how warm his skin felt under your touch when you ran your hands through his defined chest, through the strap that secured his prosthesis, tracing his muscles almost delicately, down to his stomach, raking with your nails all the way to his pelvis. His dick was rock hard and ready for you. That made you smile devilishly, pulling away from the kiss and sitting straight up before lifting your body a little to position him against your entrance.

Bucky was mesmerized, his gorgeous blue eyes followed your every move with desire. He answered your smirk with a sly smile, the hottest thing you've seen his face do so far. How could you not want to bury his cock inside you at that very moment? And so you did, lowering yourself a little faster than you should. You just wanted to feel him inside you already. You were desperate for him.

And you felt like the most delicious thing in the world when he let out a small grunt while entering you. The way he devoured you with his eyes... It made you wonder how it would feel when he was the one in control. That's why you did your best at riding him, slowly and taking him in as deep as you could, at first. Your bodies collided wonderfully, sending shivers through your spine every time he was deep inside you.

"Fuck, Bucky..." You moaned for him, feeling his tight grip on your hips. In between other incoherent moans, you let out his name in adoration. None of you could get enough of each other.

"Are you having fun, doll?" You chuckled in response, just before moaning louder for him. His reaction was positive, and you kept that in mind.

Apparently, your thoughts were in sync. Without a warning, he tightened his grip on your back and flipped your bodies, making you lay on your back as he was on top now. You were still surprised, but a deviant smile was spread on both of your faces. Not only were you getting to know each other, but you were getting along deliciously well.

Bucky continued fucking you with a steady pace, drawing out loud moans from you, and you could be quite a loud one in bed. One of his hands still held firmly your hips, while the other grabbed your breast and teased your nipple.

You could do this all night, you thought, with a silly smile dancing on your lips, and at that very moment, you closed your eyes to focus on the sensations he gave you. Not a second later, you felt his hand on your neck, squeezing just enough to make your breathing harder.

"Eyes on me, doll." He demanded. You shot your eyes open again, and he was very close, those blue eyes looking greyish and piercing through your soul.

"Yes, sir." It just came out of you. When you realized what you had said, it was too late, but he didn't bother one bit. It only made him squeeze harder around your neck and fuck you harder too. He smirked wickedly and you shivered under him. Fuck, he felt so good inside you.

"Good girl. You're gonna be so good to me, won't you babe?" His words had a direct effect on you. You nodded your head, clenching your walls around his cock and your legs around his waist. You wanted to please him more than anything.

You felt helpless under him, it was hard to breathe with his grip still on your neck, but it only made you surrender yourself to him more easily. He was taking you over the edge, but keeping you under his control. "B-... Bucky..." you struggled to speak, your voice coming out barely above a whisper.

"Yes, my doll?" He only loosened his grip just enough for you to catch your breath and say whatever you wanted. But he didn't stop fucking you for a second.

"I'm gonna cum." You warned, making him smile in that unique way again. You led one of your hands to your clit, but even before you could begin stroking it, Bucky grabbed your wrist and pinned it above your head.

"Oh, are you now?" He dared you. You whined, really wanting your release. His movements got less steady and more passionate, hungrier than before. He fucked you relentlessly. Shamelessly.

You tightened the grip around him with your legs, meeting his movements with your hips as best as you could. You wanted to cum, but you wanted him to get there with you. Perhaps he had the same on his mind, because only when you felt he couldn't get rougher or more sloppy with his thrusts, he played with your sensitive bud, and you got caught in surprise.

You moaned louder for Bucky, begging for him to cum inside you, to make you his, and other dirty things your mind could come up with.

"I'm claiming you." He growled in your ear, right before spilling his seed inside you and triggering your orgasm as well. Oh, the way you cried out his name was so sweet, he thought.

With a deep kiss, you both rode out your bliss and stayed quiet for a while, panting and sweaty in each other's arms. You two talked sweet nothings groggily, and not long after you were ready for more.

When he was finally done with you for the night, you nested nicely in his arms and slept like a baby.

xxx

His apartment was clean, and even though it was luxurious, there were few personal touches or decorations. There were no visible portraits or family pictures. It was fancy and impressive, but it wasn't cozy. You wondered if he felt at home there.

You only started to wander around the apartment because you were thirsty. Feeling kinda hungover, you desperately needed hydration. When you found the kitchen, you shifted through the cabinets, grabbed a glass, and helped yourself with some delicious cold water. You could feel better from that long sip already.

You were glad it was Sunday, which meant you could enjoy whatever that Cinderella feeling you had going on before coming back to reality.

In the living room, dark and heavy curtains covered an entire wall, and you suspected there could be a balcony behind them. And you were right. After sliding the heavy glass door hidden by the curtains, you were blinded by the daylight coming from the outside world. You had no idea what time it was, but you hoped it was before noon.

After your eyes adjusted to the brightness, the water glass still in hand, you made your way to the edge of the empty balcony. You hadn't realized how tall the building was last night, and it was impressive how far up you were. The cars looked like miniature replicas from where you stood, it was breathtaking. The more you thought about it and the longer you looked down at the streets, you felt somewhat dizzy.

Slowly, you distanced yourself from the edge, stepping back. But there was something behind you that wasn't there before. You let a little shriek out, dropping the glass because of how caught off guard you were.

"Clumsy, aren't we?" The deep voice said behind you. "Good morning, doll."

It was just Bucky. You huffed. "Fuck, James! Why did you have to sneak up on me?" You asked, frustrated for getting scared so easily. And you didn't move to look at him, not wanting to get glass stuck on your naked feet. You could feel his warmth on your naked back, he was probably still shirtless, while you had your dress from last night again.

He wrapped his arms around you, leaning in to kiss your neck possessively. "Mmm... You were the one who left the bed. So I had to come for you, to get you back there for a proper good morning, see?"

You chuckled, already letting your guard down as he touched you. "Really?" You almost forgot about the broken glass on the floor. "I'm sorry about that."

Realizing you still hadn't moved, he picked you up without a warning. He had his arms around your waist and lifted you effortlessly, getting you both out of there. "Don't worry, I got you." Just like that, he carried you to the couch in the living room. "Did you get hurt, doll?"

You appreciated his concern, but you shook your head. "Nah, I'm fine. You saved me." You chuckled and dramatically kissed his cheek.

"I told you, (Y/N), I'll take care of you from now on. And I never break my word." He was serious, there was no arguing with that. But still, you thought it all had just been roleplay.

"James..." You started carefully. "So you were dead serious about all the things you said last night?" He had promised you the world, his world, and just asked you to be his in return. You remembered that very clearly.

"Of course, and you said yes. And here you are, doll. And I'm so glad that I finally found you." He looked happy, relieved. You furrowed your brows at the last sentence.

What did he mean by "finally found you?" You just met him last night. It was almost accidental that you were at his club. No one else knew you - or about you - in that place. "But... We're practically strangers." You argued.

"You can't say that after last night." He had a smug smirk on his face. "And don't worry, I know you're perfect for me. And I'll be perfect for you." He was being very clear. Even though you still had some confusion about how far you'd have to go with the whole giving yourself to him thing, a tingling sensation in your stomach kept you curious. Where would this lead you?

He caressed your cheek with his right hand, looking at you with adoration in his eyes, which made you instantly think about last night. At last, you smiled at him and nodded your head. You could give this whole thing a chance. You could give him a chance.

"Now... I really feel like I should know more about you, James Barnes. It's like you already know everything there is to know about me, while the only thing I know about you is... Money. That's kinda shallow." You were being honest with him.

Even though last night was fun - and you would definitely enjoy more of whatever he wanted to give you - you were trying not to jump headfirst into who knows what his life was.

"You met a very drunk me who would do anything to have some fun, so that's kinda unfair, you clearly had an advantage here." This time you were less serious, but he agreed to let you know more about anything you wanted to.

"It's still early. How about this... Why don't we make some breakfast while we talk about all the things you'd like to know, doll?" You couldn't lie, the suggestion surprised you.

So the two of you went back to his room, where Bucky offered you clean and comfortable clothes to change. Of course, he loved that dress on you, but it wasn't very cozy. So you changed into his clothes, a grey t-shirt and a pair of black boxers. Even though he was bigger than you, you liked how the oversized clothes felt on your body. That was so much better.

When you finished changing, Bucky was preparing something in the kitchen - you didn't expect him to cook, maybe you just thought that rich people always had someone else to do basic things for them - and you sneaked upon him to find out what it was.

"Waffles. How cute." You joked, but feeling grateful at the sight of food. That's when you realized how hungry you've been all this time too.

"I was torn between waffles or pancakes." He confessed, eyeing you up and down with the outfit he chose. "I like this."

You smiled almost shyly, appreciating the simple comment. "Don't try to distract me, you've got some talking to do. Spill it out." You faked a stern and bossy tone.

He chuckled audibly at your impression, thinking it was awfully cute. Maybe he'd show you later how to effectively give orders. "Alright, doll, you got me. Go ahead."

You wanted to ask about the arm, but that would be just rude. So you pushed that question to the back of your mind and tried starting with something easier. "I remember that you said something about not wanting to follow your family's business. What is it? And why?"

"Real estate. I didn't exactly see myself there. And when I was younger... I had some different ideals." He didn't seem to tense up about that subject, so you just nodded and continued, grabbing the plate with waffles he offered you.

"What was different about you back then?" You sat by the counter, and he joined you, bringing syrup, jam, and butter and put it all in front of you, so you could pick your favorite.

"I thought there were more important things in the world back then. So I joined the military." He grabbed a waffle and took a bite out of it, while you stopped with yours mid-air, on its way to your mouth.

"Oh. So you were a soldier?" You were surprised. You couldn't tell. Why couldn't you tell? Were you that bad at reading people?

"Sargent Barnes." He corrected. Wow. As he looked back at you, he could tell everything that was going on inside your mind. "Yes, that's what happened to my arm. Anything else?"

You tried to figure out if he was annoyed, but it didn't seem so. That was a relief. You finally started eating and almost forgot to answer him. It was just so good. You felt so hungry. "This is so delicious, Bucky. Thank you."

You got a smile out of him that made your heart all warm and happy. Damn, it felt like you've been with him for way longer than one night. "Anything for you, doll."

You ate in silence for a moment, thinking about what else you'd like to know about that man. "Why me?" It came out of your mouth before you could think it through. You didn't even know what answer you were expecting.

He looked a bit confused, but smiled and answered anyway. "I've told you. I saw you, and I knew you had to be mine. And it would be a sin to let you go." You believed every word he said. And you kinda hated that.

You weren't one to trust easily, but you were very friendly and tried to think the best of people, so you hoped he was being as honest as you were. After all, it was all too good to be true, and you could only hope for the best, right?

"Okay, so now what? You've claimed me. How is this gonna work? I live across the city. I don't go to the same places you do. We don't even know the same people."

"Dispensable. Trivial. All I need is you, and all you need I can provide." He made it sound like it was all so simple. "For starters, you don't need to worry about your tuition anymore. Let me know how much you need, and I'll get it for you."

Again, a dream come true. You wanted to laugh out of how crazy it sounded. But you didn't, because you wanted to believe him. "Okay... What else?"

"I liked how you called me sir last night. It was so natural. Do it more times." He was being serious again.

"Should I call you daddy too?" You teased, finishing another waffle.

You didn't expect him to just stare at you with a cocky smile. "Yeah. In a matter of fact, I'd love that."

Your jaw almost dropped at his response, but you let out a smirk to match his. "Yes, daddy. Anything for you." You mimicked his words, feeling excited about the whole thing.

"Good girl. Now that you're done eating and asking, let's go back to the bed. We have some unfinished business to attend to." He left his half-eaten waffle at the plate and grabbed you by your hand, making you jump down to the floor and follow him giggling like a fool. "Then, we could go on a shopping spree. I wanna show you how serious I am, doll.

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[elytrafemme]

hi. so it is new year’s eve, and because i’m the way that i am, i’m going to get way too personal about myself as sort of a ‘send off’ to this year, and whatnot. just, like, vocalizing my thoughts, i guess.

i have had this blog since May 15th, 2021. i’ve been using tumblr since sometime July 2020, as far as I am aware, but in terms of /this blog/, it’s a pretty new thing. and also probably the best thing that’s ever happened to me but i’ll get to that, promise.

2021 was obviously a fucking terrible year for a lot of people. i’m not going to get super blown-out and existential, but trust me, i do know that. my experiences are, in fact, universal. but... yeah, 2021 was a very weird year for me.

without going into too much detail, the first few months, and really first half (up until July, honestly) of 2021 all made up the worst period of my entire life. i hadn’t really grasped rock bottom just, as a concept, until that period of time ended. i won’t say too much about it specifically, but, it was not very good. and part of that not being good, as idiotic as it sounds, kind of had to do with how i interacted with the internet.

i started posting fanfiction on AO3 when i was 13, for the danganronpa fandom. i started posting SMP-centric content at some point when I was 15, i can’t remember a specific date nor do i care to check. it’s been kind of a long time of me doing this whole fanfiction thing, basically, and i got on discord when i was 14-ish, too, start of the pandemic. tumblr was, as stated before, a month or so before I turned 15.

bad idea. very bad idea, doing all of that at that age. it’s a bad idea i don’t regret, because it got me here and i believe in the butterfly effect really strongly, but. really bad idea for me at the time.

i developed a really bad perspective on what fanfiction writing was supposed to be like. and again i know that sounds really idiotic, because it literally is just fanfiction, but in the circumstances i was in, it had been sort of blown out of proportion for me. it was the pandemic, i was isolated and going through a really shitty time. i did not perceive internet interactions in a really healthy way.

the reason i made this sideblog, since i am not sure i ever said this before, was out of clear paranoia. i was losing sleep and constantly nauseous over my main blog, mostly because it was very exposed to people who i did not want seeing my content anymore, and i felt extremely trapped. dreamSMP content already sort of put a barrier, but it wasn’t enough. i was having literal panic attacks over my tumblr blog because i was so paranoid about who saw it. 

so i made this sideblog, flipped rapidly between advertising it and hiding it, and started almost entirely from scratch. and kind of went from there. 

it’s kind of crazy knowing that this blog was a thing in the midst of my psychotic break, but. many things didn’t really come out of that cleanly, and this blog was one of few that did. i’m really grateful for that honestly; there have been many times where i would think this was the end and i’d have to cut clean and start over. 

this is getting really long. point is, this blog kind of existed in a really hard time for me. and, we get to the second half of this year.

starting from august, 2021, i entered the /best/ period of my entire life. the way that i sort of reached that point involved some weird psychological fuckery that probably was not meant to happen, but it did and it worked. i started writing fanfiction again and, though i seem really stressed about fics all the time, i assure you that this anxiety (which i see as pretty standard for me) is absolutely nothing compared to what it used to be like. 

you might be noticing that this post is a shitshow. i don’t really know where i’m taking this one, either. 

the end of the year is just sort of a lot for me, basically. because within this single year, i went from rock bottom to my peak, with almost a clear divide in the middle of the year. i entirely transformed as a person essentially, and i kind of started over. 

and i wanted to emphasize the blog piece of this mostly just as a way to thank you all? i know i’ve done this before, oversharing then emotionally thanking you guys, but like. you all seriously have no clue how much you guys have meant to me. some of you-- holly, charm, fira, howls-- have been around since the first blog and, as scary as it is to think, probably directly saw me through this massive emotional crisis. a lot of you are sort of newer to me, hopped here be it a few days ago or a few months ago, and have been so incredibly kind and wonderful to me. 

i have a lot of mixed feelings towards 2022. on one hand, january and february are not very good times of the year for me. on the other hand, as my sibling eloquently told me in words i can’t exactly remember, 2021 has to end eventually and it can’t last forever. on the third hand i picked up on the ground somewhere, it’s hard to say goodbye to a year that completely changed your life. 

(or, if you want to get really mindfucky, goodbye to a year that split my life clean in half: age 15 and before, and age 16 and thereafter. almost two different people.) 

sorry for how long this is, just. there’s a lot of shit i’ve held about my weird mentalities towards tumblr. and i know it all sounds stupid, but i’m an exceptionally paranoid person and even small things caused a lot of anguish.

but i’m glad i’m here. because i’m happy with myself, now. 

and i have all the friends i’ve made, too, and all the writing i genuinely love, that can take me to 2022 safely. and hopefully without a psychotic break. man those suck so bad never get those they’re cringe as HELL

sorry this post is such a mess just. thank you guys. so much. i’m sorry i get so sappy so often i know it’s kind of weird or much but. seriously. i appreciate you guys. 

i could probably say it a thousand times in a thousand ways, but i could never come close to expressing how much i care for all of you and how much you mean to me. 

thanks for following for my writing and shitposts. fic tomorrow. CS tuesday. technically requests still open til midnight EST. 

love you. <3

#nightmare.personal #don't reblog because i still am paranoid lmao #sorry this is a lot there's a lot of stuff i've never reeally said about my old headspace #a lot of stuff i'm still not saying but there's a place and time and this is neither #happy new year's eve. reblogging art and shitposts coming soon #not gonna proofread this anymore just posting woohoo