#people interacted with the other art i reblogged but not mine so i took it as a sign and deleted the rb lmao

[soup-scope]

DUN DUN!

You have been bitten by the mutual virus. To cure yourself, you must provide one reason why you follow each of your mutuals before sending this to others (whether mutuals or not) while in anon.

Good luck!

This… is gonna be so long…..

@star-sheeps : absolutely fucking hilarious. i always catch myself giggling whenever i see one of ur posts!! i also loved the ‘styling the listeners’ lil series u were doing i love fashion content sm. you were also one of the first people i followed when i first joined the redacted fandom🫡🫡

@caramel-metal : you somehow find the funniest shit to ever exist. your blog is a genuine gold mine for content i would’ve have seen otherwise it’s so‼️‼️‼️‼️

@taelonsamada : i thought it was a mistake when u followed me back 😭😭 but ī absolutely ADORE your writing. i constantly find myself rereading between me you and the fence post ehehehe. i’m gonna be ordering your new book soon and i’ve been vibrating at a frequency that’s impossible to witness with the naked eye (translation: im very excited)

@davidsfanclub : ANOTHER PERSON THAT MAKES ME GIGGLE. i loved ur angel design the first time i saw them and it’s genuinely infected and rotted my brain like THATS how i see angel too now omg. a very creative mind that makes me want to nibble on it

@artbykays : another person who i thought followed me back by mistake. *THE* best listener designs omg. THE ANGEL DESIGN EVER. AAAAAAAAAAAA. i genuinely love ur redacted art sm i had heart palpitations the day u followed me back

@basiliskbrews : another one of my first moots!!! i love citrus with a burning passion. i witnessed u rebrand ur blog and i still absolutely adore all and any content you put out. your vega and warden design has me frothing and convulsing on the ground like a fish abandoned on a deck.

@mothmayhem : I MISS YOU💕💕💕 another moot that has me giggling and kicking my feet. constantly has me twirling my hair and laughing ehehehe. i still can’t get over how you CALLED the david and asher proposals like dawg. how

@beedoes-stuff : GIGGLE ALERT. aka another moot that makes me laugh my ass off. not only do u post absolute bangers you have a tendency to reblog them too and i always have to put my phone down for a few mins

@themonotonysyndrome : it took me three tries to spell ur user right. we got another castin lover in this house 🤝🤝 i want to bite you on the head and then maul you. (all said with love and extreme amounts of affection) I LOVE HOW U TALK ABOUT BRIGHT AAAAA. i want to take a gigantic chunk out of ur writing i love it sm it has me rolling around and flailing

@falkea : MISS YOU💕💕. THE ANGEL DESIGN THAT EXECUTED ME ON THE SPOT. i hit the floor when u followed me back like my mouth was AGAPE. your quinn and darlin art genuinely changed my brain chemistry i will never be the same. a very big art inspiration for me. i shake with anticipation whenever i wait for ur next posts.

@vaselinepot : sometimes all you need is a silly lil moot who says the funniest shit unprompted. sometimes i have to put my phone down and breathe. i miss u vaseline come home

@darlin-collins : ANOTHER MOOT THAT MAKES ME LAUGH. YALL ARE FUNNY AS FUCK. however whenever you talk about the imperium i have to mentally prepare myself to be mentally and physically crushed.

@jollyfang : I LOVE THE REDACTED ART SM AAAAAA. another person who’s follow sent me into cardiac arrest. THE GAVIN DESIGN THAT HAD ME SWEATING. i love how you draw portraits it has me falling in love with ur art all over again when i see that u post.

@thevqid : i think we need to sit down and have a talk. idk about what. i just know that one of us isn’t leaving that room alive. said with all the love i can possibly muster. i love u tho💕💕

@beemybella : genuinely one of the sweetest people i’ve ever interacted with. i love being on ur tag list smth whenever you post it tosses me out of artblock and FILLS me with inspiration 💕💕

@konnorhasapen : PIRATE AU PIRATE AU AAAAAAAAA. i love your writing sm i need to be beaten back with a stick. i’m going to fist fight with you in a parking lot one of these days. i’m so glad you made it back into ur account. i love u sm from afar i feel like a maiden waiting for her husband to return home from the war.

@bratty-telepath : so shape. so shape. i love how stylized your work is. make an art book. please. graphic design IS your passion like pls spare some good character designs and interesting layouts for the rest of us. another moot who id be down the fist fight. this is a fight that i know id get my ass kicked during tho. like my body bent at angles no one is capable of. said with love ofc

@lovesstateofmatter : i always forget we’re moots until you interact with my shit and i bounce around for 5 minutes straight. YOUR BLAKE AND ELLIOT ART. I STILL THINK ABOUT IT. that’s fr how i imagine them now 😭😭

@friendly-waffles : TANKTANKTANKTANKTANK I LOBE UR TANK DESIGJ SM AAAAAAA. AND ANGEL AAAAA. i want to bite your art and SHAKE like a rabid animal. i think about ur sam and darlin art daily. i hit the floor when we became moots

@peraltuki : THE WWDITS X REDACTED VIDS 😭😭 we joined the redacted tumblr at like the same time so i feel a bonded connection to u. ily. you have the best fucking posts they have me sobbing on the floor (cause i giggle too hard)

@doodleanddie : your redacted doodles killed me, sent me to heaven, then dragged me back down to hell and then reincarnated me as a fly. i love ur art and all ur doodles have so much character it’s WILD. (i miss u💕)

@epsi-l0n - your thoughts are so incredibly big brained i want to pick apart ur brain and take a few bites while i’m at it. i think if we fought it’d be the battle of the ages. simply because i think we both *CANT* fight so it’d just be entertaining to every witness

@dollvre : VINCENT STAN HIIIIII. finding another vincent lover and taylor swift enjoyer in this fandom had my brain exploding. tell me what zsakuva videos i should watch. i’m too indecisive to choose what series i want to get into. i think we need to hold hands and exchange rings 👍

@mrsmiagreer : Niyah i would genuinely kill for you. tell me a name. or names. plural. i would quite literally do anything for you. say the word. BUT I LOVE UR WRITING SM PLS MAKE A TAGLIST PLS

@oceanicwhitetipshark : whenever i feel myself drifting from redacted. i get a notif that you’ve posted and i’m immediately pulled back in by all ur writings and your thoughts. ur genuinely so talented and so incredibly sweet di i’m very glad we’re moots

@kelseadelle : i’ve never loved women more in my entire life. the way u draw has me wanting to sacrifice myself to the nearest woman for no reason other than that they’re a woman. your evie and ranger art. id give anything to be a werewolf.

@romeo-the-homeo : there can only be one trans jackass in the redacted fandom there isn’t enough room for the both of us. we should totally combine our physical forms and ascend to a higher form of being. and then get a wendy’s frosty or smth.

@plutobutartsy : stella. LIGHT OF MY LIFE💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 I LOVE UR DESIGNS SM YOUR ART IS SO BEAUTIFUL I LOVE HOW YOU SEE THE LISTENERS AAAAA. YOUR FAITHFUL DESIGN HAS SHOT ME THROUGH THE HEART ILY AAAAAAA

@clover-46 : whenever smth messy happens i always appear in ur dms 😭😭 i love obsessing over hush with you and giggling in our dms💕💕. YOUR DESIGNS SLAP SO HARD. i hope you know that i think of your milo design on the daily. he’s my little girlfriend and i’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life

@celestecreateschaos : trying to type out ur user gave me an aneurysm. I ALSO MISS GEORDI SM WHERE IS HE. you’re genuinely so funny you constantly have me giggling. i wanna tape an x-ray of ur brain to my wall.

@venuslove-28-replies : HIIIIOIOIIIIOOOOEDIIWIWISIDOW. one of these days i’m going to shake you so hard you come apart like a mr potato head. your art has me wanting to bite you and not let go. all your designs have me AAAAKAOSAIKALA

@peacefullibrarian : i will never get over that one piece of writing u did about lasko and his listener. the “like the fan” has me slamming myself into the ground imagining them interacting. make a tag list. make a tagLIST RN AND ADD ME

@morgansplace : hi king i’m going to evict you from this plane of existence. (translation: i love you and i love how incredibly creative you are. i want to eat ur nails. i think we could solve all the worlds problems if we held hands and spun in a circle until we fell over from dizziness. i think it’d be nice)

@heshheshfish : omw to send u a cease a desist. your walls are very comfortable. i have officially devoured all tress-passers who have crossed my unwelcome path. i only accept offerings in the form of whole blocks of cheddar cheese. (translation: hi hehe)

@teaseat : i don’t think i can genuinely put into words how much i love u tea. you have me CACKLING. and other days you have me needing to put down my phone to take a minute. anyways. IN SO GLAD IM IN UR TAGLIST HEHEHE I LOVE UR WRITING SM AAAAAAA

@deviantaj : you make me want to listen to marina and the diamonds and then kill someone. aj ily. you make me giggle. i think if we were ever put into the same room we’d probably cause a cataclysmic event that no one could ever recover from.

@swanconcerto : HOLLYYYYYYYYYYUEJFJE. ily holly my favorite person to ever exist you have me twirling my hair and giggling i’d give anything to exist in ur presence. holly i am in ur basement.

@messenger-of-stupidity : i love your writing so much it has completely rewired my brain i think we should tussle outside and then hold pinky’s or smth. THE VEGA LOVE>>>>> i wait with baited breath for your vega fic

@shawslut : i love ur blog layout sm how do you do it. we both go by ray/rae so i think maybe we should do a lil dance to decide which ones superior. your geordi fic had me wanting to test the sharpness of my new kitchen knives. i will eat you one of these days.

@4letteraroace : i want to bite your hands so bad bro. i still think about ur darlin dance fic. now i know nothing about dance but i could fucking picture what was going on and it HURT. i think your keyboard deserves to be taken away. it should also be taken away because of how u interact with lemon on a daily basis 😭😭

@milosirlgf : hi jaydyn i think one of these days you’ll genuinely rule the world so pls remember that i am nothing but ur undying servant hi. i’m going to empty my life savings in ur name.

@terrazaurio : YOUR DAVID AND ANGEL DESIGN AAAAAAAAA RAHHHHHHHH. i want to bite someone’s head off. i get horrific cute aggression whenever i see your work. i think if we ever existed in the same section of the universe the space time continuum would collapse

@goodboyaudios : i think we should fist fight.

@tunasfishbowl : i think we should paint each others nails and then watch horror movies. tuna ur designs have me gasping for air on a daily basis i lost my mind when we became moots.

@yoteako : THE LASKO DESIGN EVER. INCREDIBLE WOLF BOY DESIGNS. i lobe how u draw them as grown men. idk if that makes any sense but it does to me. also enlightened me to the idea that is vega and brachium omg the most brain idea ever. when we became moots i breakdanced on the hardwood floor

@echovale052 : HI ECHOOO i’m taking a few chomps out of all of ur works like your art style is so pleasant i wanna EAT IT. i think that if we fought we’d probably end up destroying a few small towns.

@kittyshaw : HI REIIIIIII 💕💕💕💕 genuinely one of my fav people. you have the best takes and omg i love ur headcanons sm. i am going to eat ur brain one of these days. any second you aren’t moving i’m only getting closer

@lovelylonerliterature : i’ve read your cutie/geordi fix it fic an ungodly amount of times. (also a shadows appeal……) i love ur writing and interpretations of the redacted characters so much. your ability to capture angst has me wanting to throw myself into the abyss.

@elisacaleisa : another user i struggled to spell 💔💔. THE BEST MORGAN DESIYJ IVE EVER SEEN THATS MY MAN THATS MY WIFE I LOST MY SHIT M.LWFIIWKSJWIWO. i’m going to bite and shake your gavin design. i think our brains should combine at some point for fun

@sweetlemongrove : Lemon u are the light of my life. please make a taglist and add me to it. i love you. THE LOMLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. also ur blog layout is so pretty what.

I LOVE YOU ALL MOOTS‼️‼️‼️

(Ok but in all seriousness. This is my first time ever really fully interacting with a fandom and not just lurk. To be able to interact with an incredibly creative and kind fandom has been a pleasure :)))) thank you all for all the work you do!!!!)

#rayrayspeaks #oh my god this took so long #this felt like it was the night before Valentine’s Day and I haven’t finished making the cards yet #I was in panic mode #this took me a DAY #for the moots I haven’t really interacted with yet…. I still have love for u guys 👍👍👍 #I’m just horrifically awkward 👍

[koifsssh]

KOIII HELLOOO!! SHAKES YOU UP AND DOWN /POS

Please list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here! Hope you've been having a wonderful new year so far :3

HIIII ALEISHAAA sorry it took me a while to respond! i was thinking quite a bit hehe! (and i did forget a few times... bwah...)

i think the first would be my mutuals, friends or just in general the people who talk and interact with me! i'm a pretty reserved individual, so honestly they are my form of socialization! I love them all very dearly!

art, animation, just in general artistic works! Honestly Welcome Home got me out of a pretty bad artblock, and i often struggle creatively! so seeing others work is often inspiring, honestly that's really the main reason i favor tumblr so much hehe!

Rainy... i've become obsessed with my own oc... but i suppose that is to be expected! he brings me a lot of joy and serotonin! if i could make a puppet of him, i would...

at this current moment in time, Cult of the Lamb! a dear friend of mine recently gifted me the game and i've been obsessed! i've always dreamed of being a cult leader... (hehe! kidding!)

music! i cant go a day without it, it's funny how such a tune can either make me want to dance or make me want to cry, truly am thankful for all the artists i grew up with! my current favourite is I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME, ohhh its so funky...

#“this love” is sooo groovy... #the lyrics are so good... #hehe hi aleisha! i hope you're doing welllll #bwah! #chit chat #i should be sleeping... but i wish to play cotl... #who knows what i'll do...

[katimanki]

you sound bitter bc the “art stealer” is getting more notes on posts than you. I know them irl. they also don’t claim the art as theirs, they’re just sharing it on this platform. the artwork they are posting is all over the internet, mainly Pinterest, without any indication who the artist is. they give credit when they know who the artist is. they literally changed the post to include credit as soon as you gave them the original artist’s instagram handle, despite you claiming that they did nothing.

I am aware that I sound very bitter. I am allowed to. You're saying that I am not allowed to feel bad or bitter when I see someone steal, and get interactions on their stolen posts? And yes, in this case they have reached higher notes than most of mine. But when I called this out the first time, they didn't, the elmax art had just around 100 and this el one had 14 notes.

I have seen stolen art on the Byler tag before that got zero notes. ZERO. And that also made me want to call that person out. I didn't, but I still think about digging up that post and doing it. So I don't know what to tell you, art theft makes me mad every time, but yes, in this instance the amount of notes has a part in my actions. Because now it's not just about the op deleting the post, because that doesn't delete it from this platform completely. It will stay here as long as there are reblogs of it.

You're really trying to justify art theft? Art theft is never justified. Just because the art has been stolen several times already and is all over pinterest as you say, DOES NOT make it okay for more people to be spreading it around. I highly doubt any artist posts their art on pinterest, (my art has been posted there and it was terrible) so it is safe to assume that if you find art on pinterest it is already stolen.

And just like op you're trying to justify art theft by saying, they don't claim it as their own. They only wanted to share it to this platform, you say? And that isn't stealing? When it's still posted without the artist knowing or conseting? Interesting. Well, that's not cool. It's not right. It is not justified, and it's still stealing, no matter what you say.

And you also say there's no indication to who the artist is. (You're also using the exact wording as the op did in DMs. I'm not gonna say it but I'm thinking it) The elmax art had the artist handle right in the middle of it. You call that "no indication"?

Also it took me about two minutes to figure out the original artists and to find the original posts. So it really is not that hard to find them. And if you can't, then don't post it. And even if you do, still don't repost other people's art because they aren't consenting to it. This is what the elmax art had in the description. Doesn't seem like your friend even checked out the artist after I told them who it is.

And fine, I admit saying they did nothing is not completely true. I was going to bed and trying not to ramble in the tags of that post. I'm sorry that I spread misinformation like that. They did do something, they added the artist credit to the description. But as we already established, that artist doesn't allow reposts. And also, if you don't know how tumblr works editing the original post after there are reblogs, only edits the original post, not the reblogs. So now there are reblogs of that art with no credit floating around tumblr.

Honestly I know that reasoning with people who have stolen art never works. My art has been stolen on Instagram and for two years I have asked for it to be taken down(yes the repost has more likes then mine, I am allowed to feel bad about that). I just really wish it never happened in the first place but the world can't be that perfect now can it?

#elmax #stranger things #byler #tagging byler again #cuz bunch of byler blogs interacted with the stolen art #I just woke up and wrote this #I was still in bed #ask #anon

[oblivionscribe]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox of the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers ❤️

Note: Sorry this took me so long to answer! Five Things that Make Me Happy: 1.) The love of my life, @mistermegee I could write a college thesis paper on how much mistermegee/cal means to me and I love him with all my heart and soul. 2.) Any pet I've ever have, do have, and will have. I'm an animal lover (horses, owls, and rats are my favorite animals). Presently Cal and I have two cats, Pumpkin and Navi and they're both little furballs with some sassy personalities. 3.) Music: Music is another big part of my life. I was first Clarinet in middle school though I left band by the time I entered high school because I didn't know how busy I would be and kind of regret not sticking with it. I also tried learning guitar but my fingers just don't want to cooperate. I was also a metalhead in high school but have since expanded my enjoyed genres but still don't overly enjoy pop or top 40 playlist groups. Some songs are good but pop music is too peppy for me. 4.) Video games, comic books, & horror content : I'm lumping these together since they usually fall under the class of media. Video games are a big part of my life (I have a sleeve tattoo dedicated to Dragon Age that I still need to have work done on.) All three of these subjects inspire me in my writing and world building for an interactive fiction I'm developing (very slowly developing to be clear). I even enjoy bad and classic horror movies. 5.) My hobbies!: This is probably the widest group of things that make me happy. Art and writing top this list, of course. Art, like music, is a huge part of my life. I've been drawing since I could hold a pencil and get my hands on some paper. I don't write as much as I should but god, in high school I had notebooks filled with a story I was working on (it was heavily inspired by isekai anime) but never finished. I also enjoy reading, crocheting, beading/jewelry making, and crafting/learning new crafts. Dungeons and Dragons is also a huge inspiration to my interactive fiction and I am getting back into playing Magic: the Gathering. Thrifting vintage items is also a hobby of mine along with collecting cool and eccentric items. Gardening brings me peace of mind and I'm very proud of my collection of plants that I tend to and I work hard to learn how best to care for them. Right now I'm learning how to best prune some of my plants that have gotten a little carried away with their growth. This year I'm going to attempt to grow my own crop of potatoes! I live in a building complex, so most of my food gardening has to be in containers/buckets but that's just fine with me! There are probably so many other things I could get into that make me happy when it comes to my hobbies, so I only included the big ones that I'm currently focused on. Thank you for sending me this ask and I hope you know a little more about me now. ^^ Have a great day!

#dreamaturgy #answers #scribey answers your asks #long post #i tried not to get carried away discussing things #i just like to talk and ramble about the things i enjoy lol #thank you for the ask!

[ask-richard-jackdaw]

This was a roleplay ask blog for an HL ghost character Richard Jackdaw. Minors do not interact!

This blog is no longer actively engaging in rp but I reserve the right to sometimes send asks and leave replies. Additional information. If the topic of death triggers you — please, avoid reading/following.

Old info under the cut

To the people I roleplayed with:

I thank every since person who send me asks or replied to mine, everyone who tagged me with their art and just fun headcanons. It was an honour writing for you and our rps will always stay here!

Thank you to Garreth's Groupies server as the first place that took me in and let me haunt one of their channels as ghost Richard. Those were fun days and I'll cherish that roleplay, too, even if I did not do much.

Thank you to those I roleplayed with in RoR, I'm a bit too shy to message personally or @ on the server before I quit. Thank you to the people behind Melissa Virdimura, Helia Sinclair and Scarlet Briarwood if you find this blog! And Niamh Morrigan Sanders for a sudden talk about dinosaurs!

Penny, you left without an announcement so let me thank you here for allowing Richard to open up in the way he did! Asking difficult question, letting him show off his dancing skills and explain his desparate attempts to seem more alive than dead. I only wish I reblogged that last reply from you where they went on to pet the beasts in the Vivarium. It seemed like a good place to stop that line of rp. Hope you are prospering in some other ask blog now and haven't given up on writing!

Old explaination as to why Richard was a human once a week (headcanon just for fun of rp):

Richard is a human on The Real Boy Thursdays. But I have nothing specific planned, feel free to send me human OR ghost Richard owls any time! I will also jump around time periods if I find it necessary for some asks (e.g. to react to the events that haven't happened in HL just yet). TW: death.

OLD RULES!

Anything goes other than harrasement, both in anons and DMs. I am here to have fun and can take friendly, flirty and sexual themes no problem. But you HAVE to let me know if it crosses the line or even better send me a DM in advance since I do not read minds, I am just a ghost~

For the sake of roleplaying, as a ghost Richard is capable of interacting with objects in the same way Peeves can since poltergeists also generally did not have a physical form and yet... Everything else stays in the framework of the HL canon unless it's Thursdays. I just think it would be fun to have Richard have human interactions sometimes. I also welcome asks from Alternative Universes where Richard is still alive.

Finally, in case anyone was curious, throughout my time as Richard there have never been any personal 18+ roleplays. Not in DMs here, not on the servers. Richard is very much a Victorian ghost and I am glad nobody asked me for such roleplay.

#Hogwarts Legacy #rp #roleplay #Richard Jackdaw #hogwarts legacy rp #tw: death

[sparkylurkdragon]

Hello and welcome! I'm Sparky Lurkdragon.

This about page is intended to be more of a Before You Follow than a Do Not Interact. If I don't want you around, I will block you. This information is intended to help you make a decision that works for you personally. I will add to it as need be.

Name: Sparky

Pronouns: They/Them

Age: Born in 1987; you can do the math.

Interests: The big three are storytelling, zoology, and videogames. Thus, you will see a lot of writing meta, interesting animals, and (primarily retro or long-running) videogame talk.

Other (active) blogs:

Lurkdragon Stuff - My creative works blog. Things I made myself: mostly fanfic and art.

How Gay To Be Queer - My nature blog, with a focus on nature's weirder side and the occasional queer community post. Also includes some of my nonfiction writing.

Fandoms (non-exhaustive):

Ecco the Dolphin

Team ICO series (particularly Shadow of the Colossus)

The Legend of Zelda

Sonic the Hedgehog

Metroid

Skies of Arcadia

Seventh Cross: Evolution

Raptor Red

Flight Rising

The Sims 3

Genesis-era and Dreamcast-era games in general

Blue Öyster Cult's music

Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron

(Patrick voice) Is zoology a fandom?

Favourite creatures:

Dragons

Cetaceans (particularly bottlenose dolphins, orcas, blue whales, and humpback whales, but they're all amazing)

Prehistoric cetaceans (Particularly Odobenocetops and Basilosaurus)

Dromaeosaurs (particularly Utahraptor)

Cats (particularly housecats)

Things To Bear In Mind:

I love to see people go through my archive on reblogging and liking sprees. You won't annoy me by going through my old stuff; quite the contrary. I tag scrupulously because I like doing the same sometimes!

I am a Certified Diagnosed Autistic. It took about five years of already knowing and hitting rock bottom to get it paid for by the state. Self-diagnosis is good and right.

I'm dragonkin, and I explain it as a psychological phenomenon.

I'm proudly queer - asexual demiromantic genderqueer nonbinary if you want the details - and get grumpy real quick about queer-is-an-unreclaimable-slur and other exclusionist nonsense.

I have celebrated Banned Books Week since I was a tot, grew up in the shadow of the tail end of the Satanic Panic, lived through the formation of the ESRB and LiveJournal's Strikethrough, and feel censorship of fiction and purity culture never leads anywhere good for me or mine. I also get grumpy real quick about this.

I'm otherwise fairly easygoing. Despite griping about minor pet peeves sometimes, I'm very much in Camp You Do You and Your Kink Is Not My Kink And That's Okay.

Idiosyncratic tags:

I try to tag for most common triggers. I use 'cw' for 'content warning'.

#untagged - I did not have the spoons to tag/fully tag this post. Consider it equivalent to AO3's 'Creator Chose Not To Warn' tag: it may be completely innocuous or it may have Upsetting Things in it.

#general content warning, #general cw - Similar to #untagged, except it definitely has something that is probably triggering for some folks, but I didn't have the spoons to unpack what.

#meatspace sparky - Things from my personal offline life. I have long preferred using 'meatspace' to oppose 'cyberspace' instead of 'IRL,' because cyberspace is real life, too.

#urist the cat - My cat, Miss Urist, and her silly little face.

#so cute it hurts - Cute tag. Mostly animals, some fandom stuff. My idea of cute is sometimes nonstandard (bugs are there).

#oh dear - Roughly 'laugh rule' or 'smile rule'. Things that gave me a chuckle or made me smile.

#OH DEAR! - Made me laugh very hard.

#gallows humour - What it sounds like. Mostly things that made me laugh but in a 'laugh so you don't cry' way.

#work inappropriate - NSFW.

#purity culture - It all goes there because It Is All The Fucking Same, no matter if it's about meatspace or fandom.

#i read banned books - A slogan from the American Library Association's annual Banned Books Week, and a guiding philosophy.

#the passage of time is illegal I'm pretty sure - Things that make me feel old.

#predation - I reblog animals eating other animals sometimes.

#whump - I like torture fiction sometimes.

I tag animals with plurals. So if there's something you don't want to see, add their plural form to your blacklist.

#what even are [x] - Often 'what even are plants'. Moments where I learned something new or was reminded of something weird. Plants are strange and mysterious entities for a hobbyist zoologist.

#i love videogames and hate the videogame industry - Self-explanatory.

#about me - Somewhat tongue-in-cheek. Posts that make me go 'oh same' on a fairly deep level.

#original posts #admin #about me

[oonajaeadira]

I am not stealing anything. I have removed/ changed everything I've been asked to remove. I voiced my opinion. This post by @stealyourblorbos is unwarranted, nasty, and untrue. If y'all would give me a chance, then maybe this can be worked out without hard feelings and people being blocked.

Come sit next to me, kitkat. Let me love on you. Gonna say some things that you might not like all the way, but I see that you're angry and hopefully I can help you see where I'm at.

Listen. Jules is a good friend of mine and I trust her. With my life. Every interaction I've had with her has been genuine and while I don't know everything about her life, I know enough that having her work stolen can be not only demoralizing, but damaging to her profits. She is a working artist. And while, yes, she does post stuff very generously online for free, those posts can bring her commissions and work. So to have someone pass them off as their own can be severely heartbreaking and damaging.

I didn't see the posts in question, so I have to imagine what the situation was. I truly believe that you didn't mean to pass the work off as your own. You may have just seen something beautiful and posted it because you're curating your blog. But if you don't credit the artist or reblog from the original source, that is basically you claiming yourself as the OG poster, and that is a kind of theft. It's better if you post a link to the artist. But it's best if you reblog from the original post itself. That's how the artist intended the work to be shown and it also directs people back to their blog so they can gain interest and therefore work.

You already know all of this and I'm sorry if this comes off as condescending. I don't want to condescend. At all. I asked you to sit by me for a reason.

If you noticed, I did NOT block you. In fact, the post led me to follow you. Because as much as I trust Jules, I also love her a hell of a lot and I know myself enough to know that emotions can do things to judgment. I wanted to make sure I wasn't just blocking you blindly out of my love for her. I always want to give people the benefit of the doubt and see their side of things before I bring out the pitchfork.

So I took a look at your page. Did I see anything that was stolen and passed off as your own? No. Did I see a few pieces of reposted artwork that wasn't credited? I did. Hmm. So there's some improvement that could happen there. But. I appreciate that you have done your best to remedy the situation. I'm glad you ultimately respected the wishes of the artist to remove a piece when it was asked you do so. Thank you.

Now then, let's get to my actions. Did I reblog Jules' post? You bet I did. She was hurt, she's my friend, and she's a fellow creator. As a creator myself I would feel horrible if someone reposted my work without crediting me. I felt that hurt in my soul. And whether you apologized or took down the posts, that hurt remains and distrust will linger. Righting a wrong does not instantly warrant forgiveness. That must be earned.

If you did something to hurt and you're sorry for it, then you'll do what you can to show that you truly appreciate the art that you put on your blog. In this case, you could do your best to credit and support the artists whose art you love. Follow a few of them and get to know them. Tell your followers who they are and why you love their art. Become a friend to artists.

However, if you believe you weren't in the wrong, that others are overreacting, then I stand by my reblog of Jules' post. You'll notice my tags were something along the line of "don't do this." And I mean that. This is a cautionary tale for others. "Please, fandom friends, don't treat creators this way. It hurts, and we'll get angry about it."

So know that while I listen to my friend--someone who has been nothing but good to me and deserves my support--I'm also listening to you. I hear you. I am 100% giving you a chance. I don't want to block you, because in this fandom we've all been through enough mistaken conduct and finger-pointing and really, all we all wanna do is love a really nice man and the work he does. I know that's what Jules wants, it's what I want, and taking the time to peek at your blog, now I think that's probably what you want too.

But just to be sure, I'll give you a follow and get to understand you better. While I must support my friend's feelings, I hope in time I can come to trust that your intentions are well-meaning.

(gif by dieter-bravo)

[goratrix-betrayed]

The Art of Regret, and Why I Can't Do It

This is an essay I originally posted on the Fictionkind Dreamwidth on November 19, 2021. I kept it there to avoid harassment from anyone who might not like what I have to say, but due to the response that my panel got at Othercon, and the fact that I referenced this essay multiple times, I have decided to crosspost it to Tumblr as well.

This is an essay largely aimed at others with "problematic" fiction-based identities. For those who tuned into my panel, you can see some of the same ideas I took to the panel in their infancy, here--I was only three months "old" in terms of being in the system, and had not yet refined many of my ideas.

I hope that it helps someone. You are welcome to reblog this, add discussion if desired, ask questions. Please--interact if you wish to. However, if your intent is to interact with the goal of harassment, remember that I am quick on the block button and also do not care. Respectful debate is fine, cruelty is not.

Content warning for discussions of murder back in-source.

The word regret carries many connotations in addition to its definition. If you regret something, you wish you hadn’t done it; you would like to take it back, do something in its place or abstain from action altogether, or perhaps act when you did not before. However, I have found that this word, regret, often carries a moral or ethical connotation to it when used in relation to actions taken against other people. While “I regret not taking that course in college” or “I regret taking that trip” carry no moral connotation or obligation, “I regret saying that to her” or “I regret pushing him over” do. If you regret what you did to someone, it implies that you feel bad about it, not just that you’d rather that you hadn’t done it.

This is why I cannot regret what I have done.

Back in my “source,” I did bad things, and I do not hide this, but nor do I apologize. I did what I felt was right in the moment; I did what seemed justified. Some of those actions, in hindsight, were foolhardy, absurd, unnecessary, inefficient, or just wasteful. As a result, I wish I had not done them—to do so had negative consequences I did not foresee or desire. However, I cannot say that I regret them, because to do so would imply that I feel bad about what I did.

I do not feel bad about trying to get Myca Vykos killed. (As stated in a previous writing of mine, Sascha does not care if people refer to their “past self” Myca with his name and pronouns, for clarity.) I do not have a moral issue with the actions I took, nor do I consider it deeply out of line or something that I have to, God forbid, atone for. That is not who I am, and that is not my lot in life. Instead, I wish I had never done that to him because, in hindsight, it was stupid. It accomplished nothing, wasted a perfectly good student, and ultimately caused more suffering than I had intended. Had I known that the Tzimisce would Embrace the poor boy, not kill him, I would have pitched him off the tower myself. I certainly never intended for him to go through the torture and horrors that would characterize the next several centuries of his life.

Do I “regret” trying to get him killed? By definition, I suppose, yes, but ultimately I have to say no. I do not feel bad about it. I feel stupid over it, certainly, but not like I did anything wrong, despite knowing that the action was wrong. Doing “bad” things like that rarely bothered me, especially that long after the consecration of Ceoris and, therefore, the loss of most of my few remaining morals. (The rest went after my Embrace and subsequent centuries as a vampire.)

Do I “regret” treating Tremere like I did, towards the end? Perhaps, but again, I feel like I was justified. When the man you love abandons you over a botched ritual, an accidentally killed friend, and a shouting match with your rival, sides against you, and then treats you icily for decades or centuries… What else was I supposed to do? Part of me wishes I had not treated him that way, but the rest of me reminds, he deserved it. He treated me poorly first, he abandoned me first, and he said hurtful things to me first. I will not lie down and take such treatment, and he got what he gave, even as it tore me up inside to not simply accept it, just to try to win him back and let him love me again.

(I tried a few times. It didn’t work either.)

But despite me wishing that I hadn’t had to treat him that way, again, I felt as if I had to, and I still feel justified in that feeling and decision. I have always done what I felt was right: right for myself, for Tremere, for my friends, and for House Tremere as a whole. I did what I could for Clan Tremere until they turned their backs on me, and then I fled.

The closest thing I have to an action that I regret is the slaying of Calderon. After I fled the Clan, Tremere sent him after me. Calderon, the closest thing I had to a brother at that time... He ordered me to return with him to Tremere for punishment, or he would kill me. I would die if I went with him; I told him as much. He attacked me. I had two choices: kill or be killed. For me, there was no moment of hesitation, no decision to be made. As much as I cared for Calderon, I would not die by his hand, for I had not come this far just to get this far. I wish it had not come to that. I miss him many nights, and his death plays over and over in my mind when I think of him. It was a terrible waste, and just another ultimately unnecessary murder on my hands that I was forced into committing.

How can I feel bad about something I had to do? I had no reasonable other choice in most of these situations, and even when I did, at the time, I felt fully justified. I have reached no atonement, no redemption: I am not the tragic hero hiding in the mantle of a villain. I am not recovered nor good; I have not been absolved of my sins and I do not seek such. To say that I am sorry would be a lie, and while I am typically not above such things, I will not lie to you. I am, for all intents and purposes, a bad man, Lawful Evil as D&D would have it, an advocate and disciple of the Path of Power in my own world, having shed Humanity and its virtue of Conscience centuries ago.

Such an idea is anathema to most. Should I not, then, be punished for my transgressions? But I am a fictive; all of my crimes are in my source. I have wronged no one you would consider real. Am I deserving of scorn, of punishment, of harassment and cruelty? Or am I someone to be spoken to in the hopes of helping me find redemption, turning me into someone that I am not? Entire communities could fight, viciously, for years over this binary that does not have to be.

I have seen most “villainous” fictionkin regret the things that they did in their source. That is largely to be expected; in most cases, fictionkin are their own people first, their kintype second. There is a degree of separation in this identity, as far as I can tell. (See my headmate, Research’s, essay "Fiction in the System and Being the "Odd One Out.") I also see this, frequently, in fictives, but not as often. Many fictives “grow” and change to become something beyond their source; they began as a specific character, but grew to find a degree of separation between themselves and that identity, and therefore grow to regret much of what they did. Others simply grow and change as people, and as people do, may come to regret previous actions taken in haste, anger, or other unpleasant circumstances.

What, then, to do when I don’t want that? I don’t want to become one of those people. I’m perfectly happy being who I am. I have been Goratrix for over one thousand years, and while I have, of course, changed over that time—no one is static—old vampires are rarely as dynamic in personality as younger vampires and mortals. If you leave a mortal human alone for five years and return, they will be quite different; if you leave an elder vampire alone for even thrice that and return, they will be much the same. As a result, the idea of rapid change in order to be respected is as anathema to me as the idea of not changing is to the “purity culture” present in most online spaces. I refuse to change myself for others, and I refuse to force myself to be respectable. I am DONE making myself palatable to other people: I did so for decades, nay, centuries amongst House Tremere, forcing myself into molds that I do not fit, re-shaping myself to take on the traits of those around me that made them likable. I will do it no longer, and I will not bend that rule of mine for something as petty as regretting my crimes with the correct moral connotation.

That does not, however, mean that I intend to keep doing harm. I do not see it necessary to do so. I am extracted from the environment of political manipulation and murder, where a single mistake can cost you hundreds of years of work and your unlife. Instead of contemplating killing and manipulating my enemies, now, I mostly play video games and listen to music. Am I changed, reformed? No. I am the same man I have always been, with no environmental factors forcing me to do what must be done. I am only a threat to those that prompt me to be one; in a space such as this, I am, in essence, harmless.

We come, at last, to my questions. Those who made mistakes or did “bad” things in your sources: do you regret it? Why? Talk to me, and do not hold back; you are safe from scorn. I am curious to see if I am the only one who feels this way, and how others approach this topic regarding their own sources. I wonder if the pattern I have noticed in fictionkin vs fictives will continue, or if it has, so far, been coincidence.

Say whatever you’d like. Answer my questions, or don’t. Ask something, if you have something to ask. I am trying to make sense of this, and wonder if anyone else is, too.

Thank you for your time.

#essays #alterhuman #fictionkind #fictive #goratrix's tower talks

[trexy225]

*Sad Slay*

Heyy besties. I added Muppet gifs because I'm classy like that and this is a big block of text. Here are the messages between cedar and I please read them because it’s important. Here is also another post that I think is important to read as well. Cedar shouldn’t have lashed out like that.

So. Some of y'all may know of the fic that I have written. And how Cedar is not happy about it. They have told their side of the story, and now it's time to tell mine. I would like to say that at the very beginning of all of this and I have ALWAYS had positive intentions and I always assume the best out of people and assume that they also have positive intentions. (Something I learned as a Camp Counsler. Conflict resolution besides my very complex lore as a T-Rex in a skin suit is just one of the many skills I have under my belt from my summers there ^^)

I was going to just let this go, but one of Cedar's "friends" just SEEKED me out on a server to harass me. And I think it's time that I tell my side of the story. I use Cedars name because they are well known in the fandom and I mean we all know who I'm talking about. This has continued and many people have cold blocked me and I’m deciding to back away and just have this post.

I truly hope that everyone actually READS my fic to form THEIR OWN opinions. At the end of the day, don't listen to me. Don't listen to Cedar. We're all sane enough to form our own opinions. I am human, I make mistakes. Cedar is human, they make mistakes.

I'm going to tell a full timeline of my side of the story. It's long so I apologize for that. But I am going to post this and hopefully, this can alleviate some of the drama because I just want to write. I believe in hearing both sides of the story, especially in these cases.

So, let's get to the very beginning.

My mom met my dad and on the first date he asked her to iron his shirt- Oh fuck too far back (he did actually do that and somehow they're still married)

Sorry, I giggle.

OK, cedar's morelikedoccock fan page was the very first introduction to Doc Ock tumblr that I had besides hey there I'm Ashley. (love your gifs btw they're iconic and just lovely). So yes, there may have been a parasocial relationship happening and you just... I mean your art is fantastic and it inspired me to write an entire fic inspired by your AU. But I will get to that later. So I know that you're human and that I'm human. I did look up to you. And I know that we are all "strangers" on this app. But I really don't see it that way, we've interacted many times and the same goes for other people that I have met online. I'm a friendly person, and I can be sensitive I admit that. But I think that I've behaved accordingly to all of this.

So my Tumblr has always been SUPER weird. Like asks didn't come in until like two months after, I couldn't dm, comment, reblog, like, or follow any people basically. And that happened with Cedar's profile. And I have back and forth of the both of us going "lol that's weird I didn't block you" and Cedar was actually the one who helped me get the bug fixed. That's why I went to Twitter because I couldn't dm them on Tumblr. Now my Tumblr is fixed and it's thanks to Cedar. So thank you for doing that ^^

I wrote this fic and published the four chapters (and I am not joking) when they posted the very first drawing of Mutated otto you know the one on the glass it's very hot. And I finished this fic LONG before they started their own fic. My doc was created on April 28th if that gives you reference. So all that I really had were the few drawings that they wrote. And I didn't want to rely too heavily on those because I had an original idea and I wanted to publish it. I was not plagiarizing, I was writing an original story inspired by your au.

As for the fic. I do admit that I did post like four chapters. Like I said the asks came through like two months after and I am working on my restraint and self-control and impulses took over. But as soon as I saw your post about not wanting that I immediately took it down and apologized in an ask. And you said "I'm not angry!" and I decided to not publish anymore and ask you if I could publish it after you finished your fic. And you agreed. So I decided to go back and rework it so that it would be good enough for you, I had friends beta read it and such and I was hoping to have Cedar beta read it and give me the thumbs up. But then Cedar blocked me on literally everything. I did seek them out on their art account because I have worked so hard on this fic and really wanted their blessing. But I've only gotten responses that don't want me to interact with them.

I believe that this has all been blown out of proportion and I wish that we could have discussed this together in private and found some sort of compromise or something. I just want to write my stories. And the discussion that we did have was not beneficial to either party. The way that I was treated wasn't ideal and I wish that I wasn't called childish. Because I'm not.

I do apologize for saying that comment was from you. If it wasn't, I'm sorry. The words used were just eerily similar to what you messaged me and when you replied fifteen minutes after I put two and two together. Emotions are high, and I apologize. And whoever did write that... wow. Just wow. Only I get to call myself a terrible writer smh.

Also, regarding my grammar. I'm an amateur writer. This is why I use Grammarly premium, use code Rexy-

Overall, please don't go after me or Cedar. I know that some of you will ignore this because people ignored Cedar's tag and went after me. I'm just tired.

But in the end, I truly believe that this is one of my best fics ever, and I needed to share this story to you all. I was aware of the reactions I may get, but in the end even after all the tears shed and everything that's happened. I don't regret it. Because this is a good story, and I believe that it should be shared.

Please, go read it and form your own opinion because I am NOT copying Cedar, I am NOT plagiarizing them and I am NOT a stalker or a bad person. I just want to write and unfortunately, this happened in the process.

I will continue to write this story. Please do not go after Cedar, I still love their art and I wish that I could see it. But I respect their wishes and I don't look at their account anymore. Any information has come from friends and I don't actively go "What are they saying about me?!"

Anyway, the fic is on my about the author page along with my other stories which I encourage you all to go read because I believe that I'm a good writer (even though you can see that my writing has improved in my latest fics haha) I hope that someday we can all look back at this and laugh. Because wow this has been a lot.

I am keeping my comments and dm's open because I believe in having a conversation about these kinds of conflicts and resolving them together. And by having comments and dms open there is no need for anyone to have to go to my twitter or discord. I’m posting this, and then I’m not doing anything else.

Anyway buy war bonds and slay all day besties ^^ I hope that you all have an amazing life.

#if tasteful #sorry for the muppet gifs it's how I cope #I found one where animal was gonna do nudity and it made my day hehe #i say all of this with positive intentions #otto Octavius #mutation au #otto mutation #doc ock #Alfred Molina #octomutation #mutation!otto

[stellawolfe30]

How does one join a fandom space on here? Asking cause I'm not very good at socializing, I mean I reblog but most of my commentary is in the tags cause I don't want to be rude. I want to start creating stuff but I don't know if it's going to be any good. You don't have to answer this if you don't want to

So heres how tumblr works ,theres no algorithm.

actually well there is. You.

you make your space, to join a fandom space you follow people, you reblog things. its a community where we pass things from one person to the other. you look through notes of other posts to find accounts that reblog alot.

some people dont reblog alot and some people do, this main account of mine here is a reblog account. i reblog a bunhc of stuff all the time. it helps push posts (especially posts that took alot of hard working making like art,writing videos stuff like that)

Reblogs>likes isnt entirely true. people say seeing more likes then reblogsis disheartening but onlt because the reblog button is the algorithm. the like button is nice and everything but the reblog button is what pushes posts through this site. so even if u dont have any comments to add in the tags pressing that reblog button doesnt hurt either

comments in the tags are in my opinion the best way to send ur opinion on something, there are comments under a post as well in the notes but adding commentary on the post as well isnt rude actually. i'd say. when you have something to add to the conversation add ur own post below it if its compliments then the tags are best for that.

then again im sure youve heard all about that from other tumblr users

its also interacting with people outside of reblogs and likes. likes asks. exactly what ur doing here, asks are imo the best thing on tumblr, i like sending and recieving them. its a fun way to interact with creators on here and sometimes you make some really cool friends. hell i adopted like three brothers on here bc i kept sending em asks and then they stormed into my dm's *cough* Kai-sand *cough*

regarding your content.

GO FOR IT.

post it, i bet you anything someone on here is going to like it. just dont look at the numbers. ignore them. tumblr is slowbc theres no algorithm and its hard for blogs with no followers to gain followers and activity on ur blog.

but once people start rebloggging ur stuff its spread with thier followers and then more ppl see it.

so your blog might stat off slow not bc ur content isnt good but bc tumblr is slow for new blogs. hell even my blogs get slow from time to time.

so go for it man! im sure your content is great and if anything it will improve as time goes on, just dont focus on numbers too much. its nice to see people like it but dont make that ur main focus. make it bc your passionate about it and want to make it. my entire lmk (lego monkie kid) blog is stuff i made for myself and decided to post. people just happened to like it :)

anyways yeah, dont be afraid to reblog, send asks, or post your content. you never know whats gonna happen. i certainly never guessed id make a bunch of friends just through a bunch of asks or fanart i made for them (this doesnt always happen)

sooooooooo yeah, have fun, interact with people. especially creatives. also make sure to look for FAQ links in thier blogs. for boundries cause some ppl might not be looking for friends.

let it happen, dont force it.

aaaaaaaaaaaaand yeah thats all i got for ya.

the fandom space you choose is curated by you, so use the tools tumblr gives you and make it. also if u like a specific topic you can find the tags in the post like for example i like lego monkie kid.

I find a post with lego monkie kid in it and look through the tags. then click on #lego monkie kid.

that takes you to a page with ALL kinds of lmk content tagged with that and then on the right side you can choose the option to follow that tag and then tumblr will show u stuff from that tag from time to time. you can follow as many as you want.

there ya go all my knowledge for tumblr fandoms. and remember to have fun!

[manthrochap-blog]

well well well. look who finally figured out what email he used for his old blog....

so, hi. the last post on this blog was from december 2016, so... i’d expect most of my followers are inactive and the few people i follow who are still active probably unfollowed ages ago, unless they never cleared out their accounts... but i thought i’d make a little post here as a sort of update and finally offer a means of contact

so. i’m freshly 23 years old now (jesus CHRIST). i’m not using this blog anymore, so i won’t be updating my bio/about/whatever to reflect that, but i’ll note i exclusively use he/him now. while homestuck is still constantly in my periphery (more literal than that sentence should be, there’s a dave strider vinyl figure in a bin almost within eyesight of my desk chair...) i haven’t really engaged with it in... years... other than a recent look at its unfinished japanese translation, seeing as i started learning the language a few years ago and got curious. i still stan aradia hardcore, btw, nothing in life will Ever change that

as you can probably (hopefully) predict from the fact that i was 17 when i last used this blog (and 13-16 when i used it actively) and i am now 23, this blog, uh... would not be a great reference point for determining what kind of person i am now. i won’t write it off as completely detached from my present identity, and i’m not saying this because there’s some sort of “dirt” you could dig up from looking through my posts (there... really isn’t, just a whole lot of cringe), i’d just like to make it clear that judging the present me by whatever the hell was wrong with me when i was a teenager would leave you with a lot of inaccuracies about me. being a teenager sucks and you’ve got way more things wrong with you mentally than any other stage of your life and i’m happy to report many of those things wrong with me have resolved themselves with time, but also, the cringe. the cringe. my god the cringe, please for the love of god know that while i am still cringe i am not as bad as i once was

anyways, what i am trying to communicate is that while the person who ran this blog and myself may technically inhabit the same body, we’re not quite the same person; and yet, this is still my body, my face, my words, my thoughts, all contained here, even if i no longer understand those thoughts and feelings and words, no longer feel like the face depicted is my face. going through and making every single one of my old posts unrebloggable would be not only tedious but a ridiculous, gargantuan task, considering my post count is just short of 50,000 and no matter how many of those are reblogs that i wouldn’t need to alter, it took long enough just deleting a bunch of old selfies that i truly don’t think it would be worth it

thus, my request is this: my art is all fair game, but any (old) personal posts or selfies i'd like left alone. no likes, no reblogs, just let them be, please. while i've left a good portion of the latter up for posterity, i'd prefer you not even look for them. likewise, i've gone through and deleted all instances of my deadname; do not try to seek it out. or i may smite you in real life

other than all of that, i'm willfully leaving this blog up as an archive. please don't abuse that, please respect my requests regarding what i am and am not okay with being interacted with, and please keep a healthy barrier in your mind between who i was as a teenager and my new, adult self, because even i don't know what i was going on about back then

with all of that finally out of the way, if you're looking to contact me for whatever reason, you'll find my new blog in my next (and probably final, ever, for this blog) reblog. that post is a plea for a friend of mine who i miss and have completely lost contact with to come and talk with me again, if they'd like, so i'm hoping that posting this here and giving them a way of contacting me might help if they ever come back and look at this blog, which was the impetus for me hunting down my own log-in info to begin with, though not the sole reason (i really did want to purge this fucking thing of its evils even if only a little i've been meaning to do that for ages)

i don't intend to ever deactivate that blog just as i won't be deactivating this one, but as a failsafe, you can also email nisutitja @ gmail, because i don't really wanna just... put my discord where everyone can see it. that is not my main email, but i do own that address. might be a little late on the response but it should be reliable enough

#veeeery long post huh... and probably repetitive #but i was swapping between writing this and cleaning out my blog so my train of thought. was not completely on the rails the whole time #anyways. time to rb that post real quick

[maximumsunshine]

I posted 13,654 times in 2022

That's 7,084 more posts than 2021!

1,048 posts created (8%)

12,606 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@mostlycatsmostly

@stickyfrogs

@maximum-mom

@catasters

@the-thinkingcat

I tagged 640 of my posts in 2022

#dracula daily - 43 posts

#wwdits - 10 posts

#ofmd - 10 posts

#wwdits spoilers - 9 posts

#yep - 9 posts

#star wars - 9 posts

#submission - 7 posts

#wait - 7 posts

#ok - 7 posts

#youtube - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#i'm on my first time watching star wars (in inuniverse order) and understand nothing in universe that happens after the episode before this

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Dearest Tumblr. Please show me your darling baby kitty cats? I'll accept shittens too! Here is one of mine in trade! A darling good boy named Ash!

2,032 notes - Posted April 25, 2022

#4

Ok so i don't actually know much of anything about the plot of Dracula. Somehow I've managed to avoid major spoilers despite being on tumblr over 10 years and following people like @thebibliosphere and other goths interested in vampires. Which frankly this is the best job tumblr has ever done keeping the lid on a major piece of media? Though judging by the Dracula Daily tag I think maybe we all of us collectively (except maybe Joy) only like Dracula in theory and no one has actually read the book? Which is why this site has turned into the best book club ever. But i digress.

I don't actually know Jonathan's fate? I'm not even making assumptions. But what I'm dying to know (no one tell me) is if that crucifex he only took to end an awkward social interaction actually is how he somehow ends this book alive. You know. *Should* he end this book alive.

Like i know crucifixes repell Dracula. But I also know that part (most?) of the book takes place in London. Does our boy have a chance to learn before he goes home why he was given it? Or does he immediately take it off after returning home and toss it in a drawer? I assume it comes into play later? But how much later? I guess I'll keep tuning in and find out.

I'm thriving. First the blorbos on OFMD now the blorbo in my email. This is a great season for special interests that make my brain go ping!

I'm just so glad to experience both with tumblr and not well after. I'm not usually in the thick of fandom.

2,266 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

#3

I want to check interest in a possible project. If I spent the first 23 weeks of 2023 running a newsletter sending out a chapter of Frankenstein a week, for us to weekly Frankenstein like we are running daily dracula, except there aren't any dates. It would just be a chapter a week sent out in order, would anyone be interested? We'd just read it together and fucking meme it like we are Dracula. Just really running with the Tumblr as a book club idea.

I'm right now just checking interest. This would be a lot of work so I'm not doing it if there is zero interest. So some sort of response beyond general likes that can mean anything would be lovely.

Putting this in the Dracula Daily tag. But I also want to tag @thebibliosphere because I feel like Joy is the ticket to making this happen. (Or at least find out if anyone wants it.)

9,314 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

#2

I have a good disability accommodation story.

I use a medium sized backpack instead of an over the shoulder bag, because chronic pain has my shoulders all jacked up and when really carrying it I need to distribute the weight. I pass as femme so it's essentially a purse (which I'll call it) that holds like my cash and cards and keys but also my epipens and inhaler and other medical essentials.

I took my 10yo to the art museum today. About 20 minutes into our visit I was told they have a bag policy and while my bag was essentially small enough i could keep it, they need it by my side so I'm not knocking it into shit via it being on my back. Some people just aren't aware of their surroundings sometimes, blanket policy. Cool i get it. They really just needed me to single shoulder it. So I did. But like another 10 minutes in despite switching between shoulders, I just couldn't. Disability just made it impossible. So back on my back it went i was just really really careful.

Of course I was approached again though by someone new. I patiently and politely explained I knew and understood the rule but disability made it so I couldn't single shoulder my bag, I really did need to distribute the weight.

And she was like, welp ok we'll just get you a sticker for your bag so security camera guy will know you're an exception to the rule I'll be right back. 2 minutes later she was back with a shiny sticker and that was that.

In a museum full of priceless art I get the bag size and how you carry it (people really do be backing into a monet with their fucking backpacks) rules. But they were happy to accommodate me without me laying out my medical history. I didn't have to explain why my shoulders are fucked up. I didn't give them the details of last weeks especially bad pinched nerve. I simply said i was disabled. I don't even think i needed to offer up the part about distributing the weight. I just offered that bit up freely so it made general sense to them. And they gave me a reasonable accommodation and stickered me so i could explore and not be stopped every 5 feet. And in return i did actually work really hard to mind my bag in relation to the art around it.

I just really appreciate when the world goes right!

11,231 notes - Posted May 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Want Frankenstein bit by bit in your email twice a week starting in February of 2023? We're doing this Dracula Daily style! Twice a week (Wednesday and Sunday) I'll drop a section of the book, in written order, in your email and we'll meme poor Victor and cheer on Adam together! If you want to join in this, this is your chance to sign up!

I think substack will have an archive for anyone late to the party, but hopefully by spreading the word now (May 2022), we can all start together on February 1 2023. February 1 was chosen because it's after Dracula Daily ends, and also Mary Shelley's death anniversary. I think she'd like this shenanigans. She'd have a blast with tumblr!

Anyway, please join us in the fun and feel free to reblog this so word gets out with the sign up link!

13,757 notes - Posted May 15, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

[craftycalico]

About Me

Once again my name is Cameron. I very commonly go by Cam, but I'm fine with crafty or Clova as well. Here is some information to know about me.

I use they/them pronouns. I'm cool with he/him too, but I don’t really use them.

I am 22 years old.

I identify as nonbinary and I am demisexual/demiromantic. I also will use bisexual as a way to describe it but I'm definitely on the aro/ace spectrum :)

I am a Biology Major with a Psychology minor. My focus in biology is cellular biology and microbiology.

Bacteria are my friends. (DNI if you are Bacillus. /j)

I took four years of Latin and I'm currently studying Japanese and Spanish. I am by no means fluent in either one.

All of the art I post to this blog is mine unless otherwise stated. (Aside from the cool divider. Reblogs from the blogs that are not listed in my about are obviously not mine unless it says so lmao)

I do not participate or post about fandom discourse so please do not try to start discussions or pressure me to engage in it.

I will occasionally take art requests (especially on my roleplay blogs)

There are a lot of things that I am literally just not aware of because of how I grew up. This means that I'm most likely not going to catch your reference unless you link it or it's from the media I engage in.

I LOVE answering questions and talking, I just tend to be extremely shy about interactions. If you send me a question I'll probably answer :D

Just because my characters or the characters I enjoy/write do something, it does not mean I endorse their actions.

I'm cool with nicknames other than the ones I put up if they're from friends :)

I will block people if I feel uncomfortable. I will block your ip if you send weird shit.

I tend not to use tone indicators but instead I like to use emotes like ^u^, :), and :c. If you're ever curious about my tone, don't be afraid to ask!

I am the host of a system. My general system blog is @clovapatch . My cohost’s name is Phthalo or Philza, so if you wanna talk to axxr irl then you’ll find him @fillza .

Talk to me about: ArtHouse SMP, QSMP, Dream SMP, Danganronpa, Homestuck, Pokemon (ESPECIALLY BLACK AND WHITE), Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Zombieland Saga, Death Note, Sonic the Hedgehog (Especially Tails and RTFD), Biology, c!Emerald Duo, Soul Eater, bedrockverse, sports shit, MLP, Voltorb Flip, the Pink Elephant that watches me on my wardrobe, Physics, Psychology, Chemsitry, my aus, my sona

#crafty.calico

[irradiatedbearchewtoy]

📌

currently relevant: i tag doctor who spoilers by tagging the episode title

about me

20-something auDHD he/him lesbian who has a lot of thoughts and feelings and very little creative ability, so expect more text and meta posts than art when it comes to original posts

dni

The Basics™ (aka bigots/racists, homophobes, transphobes, zionists, etc)

minors/under 18s (if i accidentally interact with something from a minor, it was an oversight and, hopefully, no harm no foul as this blog is not intended to regularly host nsfw. similarly, i recognise that minors may not see this and interact with posts, especially if they're getting shared around. just try not to do that and definitely do not follow, please and thank you) (was all of that necessary? no, definitely not, but ik teenagers can feel very targeted by this dni criteria from blogs/accounts that aren't majority-nsfw)

proshippers (i don't care abt the origins of the term or if you're "just anti-censorship", there is no reason to be aligning yourself with a term/community that is now like that mkay bye)

apolitical people (apoliticism is in-and-of itself taking a stance, and not a good one)

my tags

irradiatedbearchewtoy talks — original posts and reblogs with significant original commentary or content

irradiatedbearchewtoy answers — responses to asks

irradiatedbearchewtoy creates — original creations, including memes and GIFs

irradiatedbearchewtoy screenshots — screenshots i took. obviously of no creative value or anything but i like taking screenshots.

irradiatedbearchewtoy community things — bingos, prompt memes, ask prompt posts, created by me. refers to the general community the post is for, not my community.

not mine — just for me to keep track of reblogs, essentially. doesn't mean anything to anyone looking at reblogs tagged with that bc you can already see it's a reblog

queue — from my queue

fandom tags

this will be updated as needed as i'm not sure what fandoms i'll be posting about. reblogs will be tagged.

fallout — all fallout properties

fallout 1 —the first fallout game

fallout series — the fallout prime series

#doctor who — all doctor who properties

#classic who — pre-1989 doctor who

wilderness era — 1989-2005 doctor who

doctor who tv movie — the 1996 doctor who film

revival who —post-2005 doctor who

torchwood — the doctor who spin-off torchwood (2006)

sarah jane adventures — the doctor who spin-off the sarah jane adventures/SJA (2007)

bbc class — the doctor who spin-off class (2016)

dweu — doctor who extended universe material (like books, audios, etc. basically anything other than the main tv run, tv movie, and on-screen main spin-off material. this includes k-9 and company.)

#irradiatedbearchewtoy talks #pinned intro

[shalomlakhmiriam]

𝔊𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰!

This is a Catholic blog so if that is not your cup of tea then I suggest you leave respectfully!

So hi! If you are new here, welcome!

My name is Chloe, I am a goth and I am a converted Catholic of 2 years!

Let’s start off with my username, what does it mean? It simply means Hail Mary in Hebrew! Speaking of Hebrew, I will refer to Jesus as Yeshua and Mary as Miriam on this blog, I personally believe in addressing them by their Semitic names, it just feels more respectful :)

So I’ll go ahead and tell some things about my journey!

I grew up in a very Protestant house hold. I’m a Texan so ofc my parents were hardcore Baptist. My oldest brother converted to Catholicism when he was 18 so my mom wouldn’t kick him out. Since I am only 15, I am a closeted Catholic as we speak with my family. I haven’t told my parents or other siblings besides my brother and one cousin. So to keep my faith I hide my rosary under my bed and holy water in my back pack. Luckily when my mom is not home I have candles with prayers on the back to cleanse my room. I’m look for some good incense but wanna make sure I buy the right one for me.

What converted me was my brother speaking of his faith after I came to him with questions. Why don’t Baptists speak of Mary? Where did all these different images come from of her? Why did my parents hide every Catholic item they found of mine and shamed me for it? Etc. After learning the truth of the one true church, I took a real dive onto Catholic apps like Hallow and Catholic tik tok, with an open mind and heart. What convinced me that this was real? The virgin of Guadalupe! She will always have a place in my heart, her story sealed my faith from now until forever.

What saint do I pray to most? Definitely Saint Kateri Tekakwitha!! As a native myself who’s of a persecuted religion, her story inspires me to love Yeshua, even when difficulties will arrive. She’s also helped me with many scars on my body to heal, if you are not familiar with her I totally recommend you search for her story!

So why am I here? I’m here to meet new people in the Catholic community and just chill while rebloging things I love! I also want to learn more about my faith and teach others of it!

Ich auch spreche ein bisschen deutsch! Parlo anche un po' di italiano! :)

My asks are always open for words of wisdom or questions!

What will I post? I do poetry, art and quotes from saints I admire!

Well that’s all I got! Anyone can interact or message me, I won’t mind! :)

Have a blessseeeddd dayyyy‼️🫶🏼

#catholic #catholiscism #st Kateri #hail mary #christianity #jesus #jesus christ #faith in jesus #ave maria

[kushami-hime]

(Repost) Feather Fiasco- B/akugou K/atsuki x Snzfucker! Reader

Title: Feather Fiasco

Rating: 18+ (MINORS DO NOT FUCKING INTERACT)

Summary: You and Katsuki have been dating for a few years now, and you’ve been hiding your sneezing kink from him ever since. Too bad he caught your laptop wide open while you were gone, though.

Had some issues with the original not working for some reason, so here's a repost! ❤

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Sneezing.

It seemed like a simple enough thing, right? Just an everyday, involuntary function that was a way of human life. It wasn’t out of the ordinary, and if anything, it was a little gross. But to you, it was much more than that. It was fascinating, intriguing, and above all…absolutely hot. You’d had a ‘thing’ for sneezing for as long as you can remember. Ever since you were young, it’d always make you feel strange in an peculiar, almost bizarre way. But you’d never delve into it any deeper…not until you were given an answer by the all knowing internet. These days, you kept your kink quiet from anyone and everyone. What would people think if they knew this about you? The risk was too high, and there was nothing to be gained from letting this secret out. You were just too paranoid! Not one person was to know about this…not even your beloved partner, Katsuki Bakugou.

cupped hand that flung up to your mouth. Bystanders walked on, ignoring your plight and giving you space. If only they’d known the true reason for your response. “Wait…wait…fuck!” You cursed. If he found your Fumblr page…he would see EVERYTHING. If he went snooping…No…he had to have just glanced and paid it no mind!…unless if something on your home page caught his attention. This was the worst case scenario. As in, deaf con 1 level catastrophe. You hadn’t gathered the courage yet to tell him, but this may have been the day all that covert hiding may have gone to waste. All that mattered now, was that you get your groceries, and get home as quickly as possible! But you couldn’t raise the alarm…play it cool. Despite your face flushed with despair and embarrassment, you shakily typed a message and hit send, “Sorry babe! Just left to get a few last minute supplies for dinner. Be home soon!” It only took a few moments for a response to come from the other end; “So forgetful. Just be safe, nerd.” You knew that this could go wrong in so many ways. Sure, some people would see this as a tiny, pitiful thing to get worked up about…but this was so personal, not even Katsuki was aware! The guy you shared a bed with and had intimate moments with for years now! You couldn’t even imagine what it would be like for him to discover something so…weird and obscure! You could feel the fear manifest into the shakiness of your knees…but you had to focus. Groceries! NOW! ~ “What is this…?” Red orbs glanced over the art piece of a handsome, sneezing man on your Fumblr home page. He wasn’t sure what it was all about, but Katsuki’s curiosity was on full display today. Maybe he was just in a better mood than usual and decided to see why you were always so glued to your laptop. Having stripped off his hero costume upon entering his apartment, Ground Zero was bent at the waist and staring at the laptop screen. Of course, he managed to put two and two together without much problem. The funny thing was, he wasn’t disgusted, or even disturbed. If anything, it was a look of amusement painted over his features. He knew damn well you frequented sites like this. It was probably one of the places you got all those damn memes from. But this corner of the website was certainly…new. “#Sneeze kink…” With a soft chuckle, Bakugou shook his head, “Figures…Y/N would have such an innocent kink…and here I thought she was way more devious…” His red eyes darted across various pages, before reaching your home page. There, he could see every post, thirst reblog, and every liked post. It was a total gold mine. Katsuki found it easy to fluster you, but with THIS information at his disposal? It was game over. In the best way possible, of course. It wasn’t until he reached a specific post that he made up his mind for a game plan. It read; “My BF barely ever sneezes, and he rarely gets sick. Kinda sucks but, its whatever.” A comment on this post reads; “You could tell him about your kink! Maybe he’ll indulge with you?” And your response? “I could never drop that on him >_< He’s understanding and stuff but, I don’t wanna weird him out. I guess I’m just really worried about ruining what we have right now with my silly kink lol.” A snort of disappointment echoed through the empty apartment, “Doesn’t matter any to me…it’s innocent enough to begin with…in fact…” The shirtless pro hero would stroll over to a small hallway closet. Opening it up would reveal cleaning supplies, a first aid kit, extra blankets and pillows, and a very old looking feather duster. God, Katsuki hated that thing. It was a gift to one of you, but it’d been so long, you couldn’t remember who it belonged to. Thanks to his…sensitivity to feathers, he’d been determined to throw it out at some point. The damn thing was falling apart, after all and didn’t clean dust. Just spread it around. Well, now it was time to put it to good use. He ripped one of the smaller feathers out of the base, and held it up. Just the sight of it made his masculine nose twitch, and his slim nostrils flare. But it was perfect. He’d been

The two of you had met at the prestigious UA High School, and after graduation, you were glued at the hip. Despite the rocky start to your relationship, courtesy of Katsuki’s atrocious behavior, you’d found yourselves growing closer, finding common ground and having mutual respect for one another. You may have not been a big shot hero like Katsuki, but you did bring home the bacon in your own right. With a position as a [Preferred Career], it was hard to not be enthusiastic about where your life was going. Especially considering you were dating Ground Zero of all people.

So here you were, scrolling through Fumblr. In the comfort of your quiet, and freshly acquired apartment unit, you could browse to your hearts content and freely observe the fine pieces of written and visual art that fellow kinksters would create and post. You hadn’t quite gotten the hang of it all just yet, but you did get plenty of helpful advice from other users. This was a norm for you, really. Katsuki leaves for his early work shift at the agency, and you hop online to catch up with whatever new posts had been made. It also helped that you had a day or two off work! Hurray! For the most part, it didn’t ever occur to you that Katsuki would ever find out about your kink on his own, as he wasn’t one to snoop through your devices anyway. In the silence of your own home, you viewed some of your favorite creators on the platform that were involved with the sneezing side of things. You could just read and marvel at the magnificent art and writings for hours on end without a break!

PING! “Hm?” The sound of a notification brought you back down to Earth, and you caught yourself staring at your cellphone next to you on the dining room table. In one swift movement, you grabbed the device and noticed a text from your pro hero boyfriend; “When you cook tonight, don’t burn the house down!!” The message read. You scoffed in disbelief, “Give me more credit than that, Katsuki!” You grumbled out loud. You may have not been the BEST cook, but with Bakugou’s help, you were beginning to improve by leaps and bounds! But, speaking of which… “Oh crap, I need to go to the store!” You’d planned on making a quick shopping trip before, but thanks to your browsing online, it’d completely slipped your mind! It wouldn’t take long to get what you needed for dinner that night, plus you’d beat Katsuki back home either way. With a quick glance at the time, reading 1:45 PM, you nodded and rushed to throw on some proper clothes. Probably not the best idea to walk around in a super market with nothing but your thin, see-through pajamas, right? It only took a few minutes before you were out the door and on your way. leaving everything as is in the unit. At the super market, things were a bit more crowded than you’d expected. It may have been a Friday, but this location normally didn’t get so crowded until around 5 or 6 PM. Was there a holiday you’d forgotten about? Welp, no stopping now! As you wandered the aisles, you began to think about how Katsuki would react to your meal. He’d always been the one to make dinner, considering you only knew how to make 3 or 4 different meals, so it was a task that you happily left for him to tackle. But this time, you were sure to impress him, no matter what! PING! “Hm?” Another message? Perhaps your partner wanted you to pick up something else? You pulled your cart to the side, out of the way of other shoppers, and tapped away at your screen before seeing a new message; “Got home early, where are you??” The message read. Had you been in the store for THAT long? Nono, it’d only been about an hour…maybe an hour and a half? The crowds must have made your shopping trip last longer than you realized. No big deal though! It only meant he’d be there to greet you when you got home! Another message was delivered to your smart phone, only this time…it made your heart sink into the depths of your stomach. “You left your laptop wide open. Were you in a hurry or something?” Laptop? Open? Oh. OH. OH NONONO. An audible gasp escaped through your lips, but into a

wanting to find a new way to get under your skin, and this was definitely it. He was gonna get a confession out of you, one way or another…and you were gonna enjoy it to the very end. ~ “Calm down, calm down…deep breaths…” You may have made it home, but not a single atom in your body could hold still and open that damn door. What were the odds Katsuki had snooped through your Fumblr and discovered your biggest kink? Would he confront you about it or ask why you were into it? Well, there was no easy answer to that question, and you knew that from experience. But the point of the matter is! Bakugou Katsuki had been left alone with your laptop, unattended, and unsupervised. With a click, you unlocked the apartments front door and walked in, grocery bags hanging from your arms. The place was quiet, save for the television that you could see from the entry way. You could see the top of Katsuki’s head, popping up over the edge of the couch like an angry dandelion or the fluffy behind of a rabid Pomeranian. “I’m home!” Man, your voice came out way shakier than you’d anticipated. Luckily, Katsuki didn’t point it out. If anything, he didn’t acknowledge your arrival whatsoever. But as you stepped forward and put the plentiful grocery bags onto the floor, he did something else totally unexpected. You could see his head tilt back ever so slightly, and with one sharp inhale, he pitched forward into what sounded like cuffed hands with a resounding, “Hh-ESShhh'chhuu-!!” He sneezed? Now of all times? A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one. However, that weakness in your knees soon returned, followed by the deafening sound of your heart pounding away in your eardrums. With a wild glance around the room, you stared at your laptop sitting on the dining room table; The screen was dark, indicating it’d fallen asleep while you were gone. Which could mean…maybe. Just maybe! Katsuki hadn’t touched it after all? “I keep telling you you’ve got the thermostat too low, you damn ice cube.” The man hissed, standing up from the couch and rubbing his hand under his strong nose. He stared at you with those piercing red eyes, and yet, you didn’t even see a hint of malice or questioning. The odds of that sneeze being a fluke skyrocketed in an instant. Katsuki walked over, smelling fresh as if he’d just finished showering. God, he smelled like caramel, you could have just clung onto him right then and stuck to him like glue! With a small, nervous chuckle, you smiled up at him. “I know but, I prefer the cold…unlike you, who likes to cook like a rotisserie chicken.” You said, trying to be funny. Bakugou would fumble with something in his pocket, though you assumed it had to have been his cellphone. "Tsk. Whatever. What’d you get, anyway?” He asked, gesturing to the bags of groceries. Good, good, you could get your mind off of the whole 'secret kink’ business! You picked up one of the bags, and pulled out a few of the ingredients, “Mostly stuff for dinner tonight! Tempura, like we talked about! Plus, I know you said not to get any junk food but I couldn’t help myself, OK…-?” You paused in your statement to glance up at Katsuki, and his sudden change made your entire body lock up all at once. He’d turned his head, and raised his right arm to his face while his masculine nose scrunched in response to another monstrous tickle. His usually thin nostrils flared in and out, as his chest rose and fell with a few well placed hitches. He’d never really cared for sneezing in front of you, but now that you think about it, it may have made it all much more unbearable in the long run. His eyebrows scrunched, and he took in one last breath through parted lips. “Hh’ESShhhhuuuUu!! Hahhh…” The sneeze bent him at the waist, sending a gust of air into the crook of his elbow…and you had a front row seat. The small groan he gave afterwards could have killed you right then and there. Katsuki sniffled, before glancing back at you with an irritated look on his face, “Tempura, right. I remember.” This man. This man was going to KILL you. Two in a row?! That was extremely rare!

For a moment, all you could do is stand there and stare at him with wide eyes, like a gobsmacked fish. But after he snapped his fingers at you, the world around you continued to turn, and you had to come back down to Earth. “S-Sorry! I’ve been kinda airheaded today!” You blatantly lied. More like the horny was making your brain ooze out of your ears. With a small chuckle, Katsuki spoke up, “Isn’t that EVERY day??” He said in a taunting tone. What a jerk! He may have been your boyfriend but he could still be a cheeky son of a bitch sometimes! You pouted at him, giving him a shove as you moved past him to enter the kitchen. “Whatever!” After making dinner together, your nerves decided to calm back down so that you could focus on the quality time you two were having. Katsuki was such an amazing cook, you were genuinely shocked at how well he knew his stuff. You’d have a long way to go to end up like him, but it was a journey you would love to partake on! He showed you the basics, chastised you on a few specific instructions that were harder to understand, but in the end he praised you for succeeding. Well, praise was a strong word. He didn’t say your final product tasted like garbage, and that was a win, for sure! After dinner, you’d take a shower and planned to head to the bedroom to relax before drifting off to sleep. With no work the next day, you could stay up as long as you liked on your phone or watching a new show on television. But, as you walked along in your soft, clean pajamas, a familiar sound would emanate from the bedroom. Similar to the one earlier in the day, you felt your heart quiver in your chest as you slow your pace and press an ear against the door. “Hh…Hhihh-!” It was Katsuki. Definitely gearing up for another sneeze. He almost never had a full on build up…probably because he thought they were a sign of weakness or something. He was always one to skip straight to the sneeze itself so he could get it over with. But these sneezes? They were out of the ordinary. You pressed your body against the door, knowing well it was closed tight, and pressed your ear against the door to hear a little better. A sniffle followed another set of tickly gasps, and you could hear the irritation in his voice loud and clear, “Hhh-Fuck…Cmon…come ou-Hhih-! Out…” Followed by another sniffle. Your knees felt weak, and you hissed at how warm your nether regions were becoming after you’d JUST cleaned yourself up. Damn it Katsuki! “Hh'Rr-EESHhhh-uooo!!” A little weaker than the ones before, this sneeze sounded like it jostled him on the bed he sat on, followed by another light sniffle and a curse or two. You’d wait a few more moments to see if he had anymore, but after what felt like an eternity, you knew you had to go in there. But did you have the nerve to do so? Moving your legs felt like a near impossible task, but surely, he was probably wondering where you’d went, and why you hadn’t returned from your shower yet. Welp! Now or never! With a slow twist of the doorknob, you entered the bedroom with a blush on your face you just couldn’t shake. And Katsuki ate that shit up like it was breakfast. You paused, staring at him as he sat on the edge of your king size bed, staring at you with those piercing red eyes. It looked like he was hiding something to his side, out of sight and, perhaps, out of mind. With your own brain ready to burst out of the back of your skull, you spoke up, “Are you…OK?” “I’m fine…just a bit sneezy today I guess.” He said back casually, sitting slumped over on the bed while ignoring your jitters and shaky demeanor. Fuck, this was gonna be WAY harder than you thought. What if he was catching a c-…c-c! Damn, just the word running through your mind was causing your unsteady legs to clench together. Katsuki finally stared up at you, an eerily evil smile spreading across his face. With his free hand, he wiped his slightly glistening nose onto the back of his wrist, refusing to break eye contact with you. By the way he was looking at your trembling figure, it was as if his stare would cause your skin to blister

that, and for such a….weird conversation, it freaked you out a bit too. “I was so focused on keeping it a secret…I was worried you’d think different of me…That you’d think I’m a complete weirdo…” You finally admitted. Your more private escapades with Katsuki were already great as is, there was no need to include your weird kinks whatsoever but now…he was free to say whatever he thought about the entire ordeal. You couldn’t even bring yourself to look him in the eye. After waiting for a few moments, he finally spoke up again. “You dumbass! Just cause you have an innocent kink doesn’t mean I love you any less…” That had to have been the best thing he could say in that moment. Besides the obvious insult, Katsuki had a unique way of comforting the people he truly cared about…especially you. Your heart felt like it would explode out of your ribcage, Alien chest burster style. “But-” WHAM! A sharp slam to the wall behind you echoed through the room…did he just Kabedon you?! His hand was above your right shoulder, scaring you into a statuesque state of being frozen against the wall. Katsuki towered over you, peering down into your big, wide eyes. “Shut up for once and listen. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me…and nothing, not even your kinks, is gonna change how I feel about you…Get that through your thick SKULL!” Despite the almost permanent scowl on his features, he was telling the truth. There were no lies in his red, fiery eyes. He meant every word of it. This comforting, accepting demeanor of his…it about drove you to tears. You’d feared the worst, that he’d laugh at you, tell his friends, or even straight up dump you…But none of that was going to happen. If anything, he was only upset about you not being open about what you enjoyed. “If you actually believe I’m gonna think any less of you just because of what gets you off, you’re seriously dumber than I thought…” Bakugou added, practically standing over you and still blocking your only exit with his strong, muscular arm. The way those words slipped off of his tongue caused a violent chill to plague your body, spawning goosebumps over your skin. “Katsuki…you…I…” Your skull felt like it had just been emptied like a cooler full of melted ice, and your brain felt like it’d been scrambled from the inside out. The way Ground Zero stared down at you told a different story now… “And you’re even dumber…” He started, slamming his other hand into the wall on your left side, “If you think I’ll let it slide that easy…so c’mon…tell me straight up…so I can see how red you get in the face…firecracker.” Now, escape was totally impossible. Unless if you decided to slide down the wall instead and attempt to crawl away. But you knew that wouldn’t work. When Katsuki was like this…all…dommy and the like, he was pretty hard to shake. “I-I…” Brain empty. Only horny, it seemed. The heat flooding your face, neck and ears made Katsuki’s grin even wider, smirking as if he were a villain with a hostage in his clutches. “What, you stage fright all of a sudden? Guess you need some…motivation.” Wait, what did he mean by that? As you asked yourself this question, one of his strong arms retracted, and pulled a small feather from his pants pocket. Your eyes would go wide at the sight. That must have been how he’d made himself sneeze earlier in the day…was he that sensitive to feathers of all things? The only other thing you could think of was the cold…He WAS shirtless after all. His bare chest and muscular torso were on full display for you to see. With your body literally on fire, and about to burst into flames, you finally gathered enough courage and oxygen to mutter something out, “Y-you don’t have to do this…” You almost sounded as if you were begging for mercy. You were completely putty in the pro heroes hands, and that’s exactly the way he wanted it. He moved the feather up towards his face, twirling it around in his fingers as he examined it. “I know. But I want to…” “H-huh…?” Your brain had officially fried, and you were unquestionably convinced there was a tunnel in front of you,

under the weight of his watchful eye. “Maybe I’m getting sick.” He suddenly said. Again, casually and so…so innocently! Well, as innocently as Katsuki Bakugou could manage. This couldn’t be a coincidence! Had he…had he snooped? Curiosity getting the better of him so much so that your secret kink had finally been revealed to him?! You stared down at the floor, your face flushed pink all the way down your neck and to your ears. With your hands at your sides, and the silence of the room gnawing at whatever patience you had left, you finally spoke up. “You’re doing it on purpose…” Your voice was shaking, cracking even. It hadn’t done that in a VERY long time. Bakugou responded immediately, and as rashly as he usually would.  "Doing what?“ His gruff voice asked, His brows furrowed a little, but he knew exactly where this was going. "You’re…you’re…” It was so difficult, just saying the word out loud was hard enough, but to have to deal with this entire situation was absolute torture. He’d definitely bully you about this…there was no doubt. “Cmon…spit it out already…” His voice softened ever so slightly, as he stood from the bed and walked over to you. As he closed the gap, you tried to both mentally, and physically. retreat from the situation. However, the wall at your back would foil any plan to escape. “You…you’re sn-sne…Sn…-” You couldn’t speak past the lump forming in your throat. It hurt to talk, almost. Your brain screamed to just get out of the room, leave the apartment. ANYTHING! “Sneezing?” Katsuki picked up on your nervous stuttering, and the word coming from his mouth sent a visible chill down your spine. “Yeah, people do that, dumbass. You got a problem with it?” He asked, tilting his head to the side just slightly. This really did remind you of the old days…and something else that reminded you of the old days, was how quickly you would snap from Katsuki’s words and actions. You gathered whatever courage you had left, and stared him right in the eyes. “You…you went snooping around in my computer!” You finally accused. The look on Katsuki’s face would simply prove your accusation correct. He scoffed a little, coming even closer until he was looking straight down at you from above. He did have a good extra foot on you to begin with. The bastard went through a surprise growth spurt right before he graduated from UA. “Can’t really call it snooping when you leave it wide open for anyone to see…” Yikes. Well…he got you there. You lowered your head again, arms now wrapping around your torso as you tried to avoid his gaze. He had you against the wall…literally. “So…you get off to sneezing…?” Aaaand there it was. The all important question. You didn’t think this day would come so soon and yet…here it is. There may have been humiliation brewing under your skin, but also irritation and annoyance at how your partner had approached the entire situation in the first place. Bakugou Katsuki knew nothing of subtlety. “That’s none of your business.” You muttered, almost passive aggressively. Now that got his blood boiling. He grit his teeth in response, scoffing at you with his brows furrowed, “Bullshit, I’m you’re boyfriend, ain’t I? You’re suppose to be able to tell me anything.” He snapped back. The hostility in his voice was leaning more towards…understanding? A slightly softer undertone that told you he wasn’t remotely upset with you to begin with. But, more or less, he was upset with how bad you were reacting to his new found knowledge about you. You’d spent ages trying to get him to open up to you, but all of a sudden, the issue was reversed. You immediately blurt out, “But its…! It’s weird and so obscure! It’s not normal at all…” You’d been embarrassed of your sneezing kink for the longest time. You knew you’d never reveal it to anyone, not even your soulmate. You were just too scared…

“Who gives a damn, huh?” Katsuki hissed in response, prodding at you until you’d finally raise your voice back at him, “I do, OK!?” You whimpered, causing Bakugou to recoil just a few inches. It was rare when you managed to spook him like

and a light at the other end. Your thighs pressed together under your sleeping attire, and with a wet spot forming in your underwear, you knew it would be hard to decline his offer…or his advances at this rate. Katsuki would start immediately, still hovering over your trembling form with one hand on the wall behind you. The other was using that tickly feather to coax out a sneeze just for you. He’d sniffle, wiggle his nose, and close his eyes to concentrate on hitting some sort of weak spot. He’d always been pretty allergic to feathers, but he’d kept this fact tightly sealed away from everyone, including you. It didn’t take much longer before his thin eyebrows began to knit together with irritation. His masculine, thin nostrils began to quiver with desire to sneeze, and the tip of his strong nose began to twitch in anticipation. You wanted to hide under the bedsheets and never come out. It felt like your whole body was engulfed in a raging inferno. His lips finally parted, allowing for some deep, frenzied breaths to come through, washing over your head and face warmly. The fibers of the feather seemed to glide all around Katsuki’s septum and the top of his reddening nose, “Hh-! Hehh…hh-hhahhh-!” With his head tilted back, you could see every little twitch, flare, and movement his nose had to offer in preparation for the inevitable. His lashes fluttered closed as he took one last breath, and let out a powerful sneeze onto the top of your head. “Hh-!! Hhhr’ESShhhyy-uuu!!” The feeling of that gust of air washing over your head and your face…Yup. You were going to faint from the amount of pure horny racing through your veins. You clutched your hands to your chest, body quivering and legs prepared to give you the ol ’.exe has stopped working’ treatment. With a low, wet sniffle, Katsuki stared down at you while wiping at his nose with the back of his hand, “Ughhn…for a second I thought that one would get stuck…Sorry if I got a little on you…” He commented. Did he think this was some sort of game? Did he have ANY idea how badly he was driving you up the wall!? You couldn’t even bring yourself to breathe for a moment. Again, Katsuki tilted his head at you, still grinning all the same. “You look like you’re gonna explode. Just admit it already…before I have to sneeze again…” He warned, sniffling once more and giving out a slightly lewder moan than before. If it meant getting this to at least slow down, so be it! With a deep breath, you finally confessed to him with your eyes clenched shut. “OKOK! I have a sneezing kink!” You whisper shouted. One of your hands slapped itself over your curled lips, before you turned away from your amused lover, “There. That wasn’t so hard was it?” This was all way too surreal to actually be happening…It was both a sweet dream, and a bit of a nightmare all wrapped up into one. Once more, you tried to gather the courage to speak up, but you avoided any and all eye contact for the most part. “Why…why are you going out of your way?” You squeaked. Bakugou was quick to respond. “Cause…it makes you feel good. Right?” He certainly wasn’t wrong. But to say you weren’t totally thrown through a loop was an understatement. “I mean….yeah…” You nodded slowly, moving your hands back down to your sides. “Well…I just wanna make you feel good and…call me a sadist but I love hearing you whimper…seeing you squirm whenever I sneeze…it’s fuckin hot…” Out of the corner of your eye, you could see him licking his chops like a hungry lion. This man was ready to jump your bones and rock you to your very core. You’d always found it crazy how much he got off on YOU getting off. But the way he went about establishing his dominance was indeed sadistic. But DAMN if you didn’t eat that shit up. “Katsuki…you’re a bully, you know that…?” You muttered, lips quivering. A low, rumbling chuckle came from his throat as he leaned into you more. His leg parted your own like Moses parting the red sea. His thigh pressed ever so slightly against your crotch, which got a slight moan out of you. “I do it cause I love you…and you love being

teased like this, don’t you? Now…hold still…” He leaned closer, sinking his teeth into your shoulder and forcing a lewd moan to come out of your throat. You grit your teeth so tightly, you could have heard them crack under the pressure. All the while, Katsuki growled into your ear, pressing his body against yours and rubbing against your sex through your clothes. “You want me to sneeze for you?” He asked, his voice dripping with horny, yet malicious intent. But you wouldn’t have it any other way. You audibly gulped, trying to ward off the need to shout a desperate “YES” right into his ear. Instead, you opted for a nearly silent “p-please”. Luckily for you, he’d give you what you wanted regardless of how you responded. “Such a cute little kinky nerd…” He added, raising that feather to his face once more. Now that he was hovering over you, with his face in your shoulder, you could barely see his reaction to the soft, tickly feather that worked its way around his flaring nostrils, and even inside. He really knew how to play it up, too, as if he’d done this before. His strong chest rose and fell with heavy, almost convulsing breaths, which bathed you collar bone and neck. His red eyes fluttered shut, as his breath continued to hitch, but at this rate it was more like moans than a classic build up. All you could do was shake like a leaf while he pinned you to the wall… “Hhh-!! Hahh-…Hehh-huhh…! HrR'ESSShh-Chuu-! Uuuhhnn…~” With a light spray, Katsuki released the explosion into your neck, marveling at the needy moan you gave out while almost sliding down the wall. His thigh between your legs would keep you from melting into a mess on the floor. “…Damn that felt good…” He added, sniffling wetly as he stared at you. “Be careful…don’t need you makin’ a puddle.” He taunted. The nerve! Just with a glance down at his pants, you could tell he was eating this up as much as you. “I-I can’t help it…I-I…!” The words got caught in your throat, but a few shushing noises came from your pro hero lover. “I know you can’t…but you’re totally at my mercy…and I love that…” Man, he was such a jerk. A hot, sexy, loving jerk! No other man on Earth would ever do this for their lover! You could have sworn that if your hands clenched any tighter, they’d completely lose feeling. Katsuki had pulled away a little now, so that you could have a better view of his face as he induced another sneeze. His usual features were angry, scowling, and serious. But as he moved that feather around his masculine nose, his demeanor was immediately shattered. Low, shallow breaths rocked his entire body, followed by small shudders that made his strong chest quake. God, it must have tickled pretty bad, because his nose was beginning to turn a very light shade of pink. His eyes had even begun to get a bit watery thanks to all of the inducing. His usually clenched teeth had parted, and his eyebrows began to knit together in defeat as his eyes practically went cross to stare at his twitching, tortured nose. “Fire cracker, I think I’m-Hhih-I’m g-hahh…gonna s-Hhuh-! Snee-Heeeehh…eeze…-!!” Yeah. You were dead. A zombie. A ghost. You could have climaxed right then and there if he’d pressed his leg just a little harder in just the right spot. He’d probably only looked through your laptop for a few minutes, and yet all of a sudden, he was hitting all of your buttons with little to no problem. Katsuki Bakugou really WAS good at everything! “Hha-! Hih-esSSSCHH-Chu-!! Fuck…-” This time, he got you right in the face, making your eyes slam shut out of reflex. Opening them back up revealed a pleasant sight. A stuck sneeze, you surmised. “Hhhih-Haahh-UggHHn! Fuck!” Katsuki rubbed furiously at his nose, still holding onto the feather as he just barely brushed the tip against his septum. A wet sniffle followed as his lips twitched, and he gave a few more breathy sounds to try and trick the sneeze into coming out sooner. Serves him right, anyway! For a moment you pondered on saying something, watching his half lidded red eyes stare into the ceiling, cursing at his nose to let loose. That

thing twitched and flared it’s nostrils like there was a whole nest full of birds feathers deeply lodged inside of his sinuses, fluttering about every which way to cause him as much irritation as it could. It totally irked him! Even so, you still waited with baited breath. Horny, but patient. You couldn’t help but squirm on his leg, a rush of arousal flooding your senses. Finally, he ducked into your chest with an explosive release, almost dropping the feather completely. “Hh-!! ESCHY'Uuuu-! God…!!” He grumbled, sounding a bit more serious than before. That one must have really given him a run for his money! But, all the more ammo against you, the smug prick. You’d moan once more as he sneezed into your chest, glaring at him with eyes glazed over with unending lust and a mighty need. You couldn’t let this smug bastard think he’d won! Well, he had but, that was besides the point! Your blood was running hot, and your brain was completely clouded by desire. Without so much as thinking, you blurted something out between your moans, “You sound so desperate…can a little feather really…bring the great Katsuki Bakugou to his knees…?” Wait, should you have said that? You knew how he could get when he was in this dommy mood of his…and bratty little remarks like that would usually land you in hot water. Katsuki recoiled a little, his face twisted into disbelief at your statement. He gave a wet sniffle, “You trying to pick a fight with me…?” He hissed towards you, once more ensuring that he had you under his thumb, but you persisted, “I’m just saying…it’s a little pitiful…~” Now you were really about to get him going. “Tch! Look who’s calling who pitiful…” Ouch, that one stung a little, but it rolled right off your back, thanks to the horny plaguing your brain. You knew he didn’t mean it. “I outta teach you some manners…if you wanna play this game, you’re gonna lose…” His expression went from pissed off, back to that evil grin that he loved to use against you. He truly had a villainous aura about him, tonight. “How about you catch them then? You’ll be my cute little hankerchief…my little snot rag…” He pressed his thigh harder into your crotch, watching you audibly gasp and squirm in response. H-How deeply had he dug into your Fumblr page?!? And how did he know that that would make you so hot…?! You could feel your blood pressure rising to unforeseen heights…this man was going to totally kill you. “W-!! That’s so….! Fuck that’s hot…” You said distinctly. Any semblance of shame went right out the window, it seemed! Surprisingly, You’d become so much more open to all of this, and it was definitely Katsuki’s doing. Just like in school, he dragged you out of your shell, as it was usually for your own good. “I know it is…and y’know what? I’m gonna make ever single one of your little fantasies come true…whether you want me to or not…And that’s a promise…you lewd little brat…” Once again, those red eyes laid on your very soul. If this kept up, you’d soon be connected to God’s wifi. The night had just begun.

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