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doubleddenden · 3 months

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Bro. She just wanted to play fucking Neopets man. She wanted to move on with her life and start over with fucking Neopets after regaining her will to live.

Idk if those three did this of their own accord or were threatened with termination if they didn't, but still? I'd rather have been fired. With their following it'd be easy as shit to start over. Even still, Nijisanji has displayed not only unprofessional behavior, but outright toxic and harassing behavior.

Like holy fuck. Not even a little class about this whole situation.

She survived an attempted suicide caused by a toxic work environment and poor management, so you fire her.

She tries to regain her life by restarting her old channel, so you release a business statement- officially aimed at investors- and say her termination will be ***negligible*** to profits.

She opens up a store and hits a subscriber milestone of 300k before her stream back. Knowing the internet hates you right now, YOU CHOOSE TO SELL MERCH instead of properly addressing and apologizing.

ON HER FIRST. GAME STREAM. BACK. After she has gone through mental hell, knowing she is suicidal, knowing she was looking forward to playing FUCKING. NEOPETS. Just to be fucking happy again. To do something her management wouldn't let her do. You have 3 of your top talents- timed at PRECISELY THE MOMENT SHE GOES LIVE TO START A NEW CHAPTER OF HER LIFE, JUST WANTING TO MOVE ON- release a "statement" that not only seems to be basically a loosely scripted "no u" statement, but also shoots themselves in the feet by revealing SOMEONE violated the fucking LAW to open case sensitive documents to disclose certain information to them- which is illegal, because only the lawyers were supposed to know those details. During her own stream, Doki started crying and had to end after only 30 minutes to contact her lawyer, but god damn she tried her best to keep a brave face and laugh it off.

And then. And then. Anycolor CEO makes a statement of his own- you know shit is bad when the CEO makes a statement, so what does he do first? Apologize- to INVESTORS.

That is just fucking CRUEL. That is cruel, and fucking STUPID by having Elira, Vox, and Ike say that shit, because the smarter thing for those three to have done in that situation would either to LEAVE if they were truly "besties" like they kept saying like Pomu, Mika, and other talents did (or are in the process of like Kyo), or like the other talents seemingly are smart enough to do, SHUT THE FUCK UP.

I will reiterate on the off chance anyone reading this thinks about auditioning: never aply to it. Go indie or try another company. For on the even OFF-er chance you ARE part of it: leave now, go indie, try another company, or shit do like Pomu and go back to school to try something else.

This was not professionalism, this is straight up targeted harassment at this point. At this point, I hope Doki takes the company for every fucking penny they're worth. You don't get to act like you're the ones in the right after clear and OPEN harassment and bullying, let alone whatever the fuck went on behind the scenes.

I didn't even care much for Selen other than she was Mumei Hololive's real life friend, but I'm actually somehow even more furious over today than i was in my last post about Doki's situation. How can you treat a human being like this? How can you, in a professional setting, behave this way and pretend you are the good guys? I didn't care about her before, but shit, I respect her now even more for standing up to that shit.

#dokibird #selen tatsuki #nijisanji

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writingquestionsanswered · 4 months

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I have a few characters who's names are in the "hard to pronounce" or otherwise "hard to remember" category. I made them when I was 15 so I realize they are in need of a change. However, their names have just kinda stuck for years and years now that I'm not sure how I can even think to picture them with another name let alone one that fits. Especially since this will be a comic so character design and personality will be shown. Any advice on breaking that clinging bond and embracing the changes?

Changing Hard to Pronounce Character Names

FYI, I got your resubmitted ask and your question came up for answering today. It came in on 1/18, not 1/8, so it has only been ten days since you sent it, and only about six days elapsed between when you sent the question and when you asked when it would be answered. I get multiple asks per day... far more than I can answer in one day... and many of the asks I get are long and involved so I may only get to one or two questions in a day. For that reason, it generally takes me at least a week to answer questions, usually about ten days, and sometimes two or three weeks when it's really busy. I really appreciate patience.

For the names... I would suggest doing a brainstorming session on each name to see if you can come up with alternatives that are similar but easier to read/pronounce. Sometimes you can look at a name and figure out what it is you like about it... maybe you like the letter it starts with or ends with, or you like a combination of letters. You may be able to find alternatives with similar vibes.

Baby name websites are so, so helpful for this. Nameberry is a favorite of mine. You can also Google lists of baby names, like "unusual baby names" or "baby names that begin with the letter Y." If the names have a particular language vibe, like they're French names or Spanish names or sound like it, you can look for lists of French or Spanish names specifically for ideas.

Sometimes you can simplify a name just by removing some letters, changing some letters, or using a phonetic spelling. So, let's say one of your characters is named Dahniqyelle which you're imagining is pronounced as "don-ick-ielle." You could try Dahnikielle, Doniqiell, or Dahnikielle.

Another option would be to come up with a nickname and use that as the name rather than the full name. So, maybe you imagine Dahniqyelle's nickname would be Dahniq. That's a much easier word to pronounce. Or, maybe you imagine their nickname is Niqi. That's much easier to say, too.

Finally, you can look for a name that sounds similar but is more common or easier to pronounce. A good replacement for Dahniqyelle would be Danica or Danika.

Here are some other posts about naming characters that might help:

Guide: Naming Characters Choosing the Right Name for Your Character Coming Up with a Character Specific Nickname Unusual Character Names in Contemporary Story

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bluutunes · 4 months

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How to Call Your Representatives! A Step by Step Guide.

Day 2 of global strike posting! Today, I wanted to go over was calling your reps. I'll start off by saying this- if you haven't done it yet, I get it. It can be scary to talk to people on the phone, especially strangers, and it honestly took me way longer than I feel it should have for me to start phoning in. But it's never too late to start, and it IS important- calling your representatives puts pressure on them to respond to the public. After all, they want to win the next election, and the larger the percentage of their voters that are telling them to do something, the more likely they are to do it. Even knowing that though, it can still be hard to know where to start. So, I have made a brief guide to walk you through what I do whenever I call- after all, I started by using a guide someone else made, and I want to pass that help on to someone else. So here we go!

Step 1- Download the 5 Calls App on Your Phone!

Don't worry it's free! It's looks like this in the app store-

Step 2- Plug In Your Zip Code!

The app will honestly walk you through this next part on its own- simply follow the instructions on the screen! This will let the app know who your Representatives are, and save you some trouble if you don't know them already!

Step 3- Call!

The app will then take you to a screen that says "What's Important to You" at the top. To call for a Ceasefire in Palestine, click on this guy right here!

That'll take you to a screen with some basic info on the subject- scroll down to the bottom and click on one of your reps! A script will appear on screen for you to read, along with their number at the top. Simply tap the phone number, and hit the call button to be patched to the office of the representative you called! To read the script, put it on speakerphone and double tap the homescreen to go back to the app- your call won't disconnect or anything! When you're done, the app will automatically load up the next phone number on your representatives list, so you can bang them all out in one go!

Tips and Tricks-

If you're using the script, read it a few times before calling so you feel confident in what you're saying!

Check to see if your reps have already called for a ceasefire here-if they have, call and thank them!

If you don't want to talk to a person but still want to call, you can leave a voicemail- they still count! Just call after 5:30, as most US offices are closed by then.

You can call more than once! Opinions are gauged through the number of total calls per topic, so make sure to keep it up! There's even a reminder notification you can turn on in the app(click on the gear icon in the top left corner).

And that's it! It usually takes me three minutes to do all three of my Reps, and it's pretty low stress! If you haven't done this yet, I highly encourage you to! Have a good night y'all, and as always, Free Palestine!

#free palestine #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #global strike week #sorry for the long text yall #I know its a bit counter productive to the “quick and easy” part of the guide but i promise its a lot simpler than it sounds #it just looks long as hell in writing format

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ragnarokhound · 2 months

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30, 31, 36 for the writing ask game pls!

(also adore your ask box line shsjjdjdjf)

:D thank you for the asks! (And hehehe thank you, when I did my avatar rebrand I thought it was time to update that too)

30. Describe a fic that almost happened, but then it didn't.

Ohhh man, haha, this fic has actually been on my mind a lot today, I've explained it to three separate people lmao.

So okay, I have this old WIP from last year. It was going to be the next fic I wrote after my first Jaytim fic, I was going to write it on PURPOSE with a PLOT and PINING and EVERYTHING. The WORKS. It was my first attempt at writing Jason's voice too - he's the POV character - and instead I wrote Hurt/Comfort lmao. This fic was heavily inspired by listening to "This Losing" by the Airborne Toxic Event on repeat during February of 2023, and was going to feature a friends with benefits situationship that quickly spirals into Real Feelings that Jason is having trouble grappling with because he's afraid of scaring Tim with how intensely jealous/possessive he gets. With how much he loves him :')

Eventually I'll write it... someday...

31. What was the most difficult fic for you to write (but in the end you made it)?

Oh, Hurt/Comfort for sure. That fic was SO nerve-wracking because uhhhhh I'd never written BDSM before! Not really! Not a full on, planned out scene! And on top of that, Hurt/Comfort is experimental with it's choose-your-own-adventure style two endings, so once I was done with writing Hurt I had Comfort to write as well, lmao. I'm pleased with it, but in retrospect, imo it's pretty vanilla for what it is (this may be relative lol), and I feel like I've improved as a writer since posting it :)

(I really enjoy writing panic attacks and bad mental spaces tho, and I still really like the small moment in the bathtub when Tim is sucked into his short flashback uwu sorry Tim, but I had to do it to em)

36. How do you come up with fic titles? What's the one you're most proud of?

In the grand tradition of fic authors everywhere, most of my fic titles are song lyrics or other quotes o7 Usually they're taken from the song I'm listening to the most while writing the fic, and usually I use the lyric I feel best captures either the vibe or a specific beat in the story.

That being said, Sit, Stay, Speak is probably my favorite original title, because it's out of context spoilers for the story as well as a funny dog pun :D Jason is going to sit in Tim's apartment, stay put, and speak to Tim without realizing it; and Tim is going to speak to Jason without actually speaking. His apartment, his life does the talking for him - and Jason hears it. I am genuinely quite proud of Sit, Stay, Speak, every aspect of it was agonized over, but it was worth the effort.

#thank you for the asks! this was fun #ladytauria #ask game #writing #asked and answered

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moregraceful · 7 months

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On hiatus for the length of time it took to pass between one Cuda game and one Sharks win....I mean truly.

Spiritually this is a livejournal post but sadly we're on tumblr so I'm just turning reblogs off and calling it a day.

Gave a sermon today about being trans and how there are trans children and youth at our church that the church is failing by their inaction and their disaffection and I was so fucking steamed about having to give it because I'm tired of being the token trans guy. The grandfather of a youth group kid who disclosed to me that they are trans but were so worried about telling their grandparents came up to me after service and told me he thought it was a really important message and that he was glad I am part of the life of the church. So that unfortunately made it all worthwhile and I will probably be strong-armed into being tokenized again in future services.

Stuff blew up at work and there's a huge org-wide mess and everyone is so afraid I will run away screaming and they keep telling me that things will get better. I'm just here like, this barely scratches the surface of the shit I had to put up with at the library, I know you all are upset and of course you have a right to be but this does not even begin to touch the level of toxicity I was accustomed to for 10 years. People keep telling me like they want to soothe me that the actions the board of directors have taken means that they're taking [x allegations] really seriously and are committed to change. And I'm like ???? There was zero manager oversight at any library I have ever worked at and no one in management gave a shit about my well-being, emotional or physical. I have zero concept of what a normal, functional, non-exploitative workplace looks like. You're fine.

I have to make a decision about grad school soon because the deadline for next semester is rapidly approaching and I'm stressed about it. I took time off this summer after I got parvo and then the fall because I was dealing with some other stuff, and now I have to decide whether to go back. It's really a too many interests, not enough time in the day thing, and I am fully aware that if I pick up grad school without dropping one of my substantial commitments (LIKE A JOB) I will have a nervous breakdown. Meanwhile one of my jobs that was supposed to be short term and project-based asked if I could work on another project next Spring and possibly next summer too. I want to do it because I enjoy it a lot. It's also the kind of thing that this grad program would help with, but I cannot have three jobs that require a lot of compassion and relational work on top of the actual job requirements, and then also attend an intense grad school program that broke my brain. I will have a nervous breakdown, when not if. My mom gave me the first good piece of advice she's given me in years and told me to talk to my academic advisor at the school and see what she thinks. It's a very good idea to be honest with my academic advisor about my commitments and my capabilities but I do not know this woman well enough to have idea how she will advise me. Probably tell me to drop something. Everybody tells me to drop something.

Sadly after this summer's debacle of being fired without being fired, I think some part of me has a pathological desire to never sit still and feel meaningless ever again, but unfortunately I seem to have taken that in the opposite direction to an extreme and now have three jobs + two churches on top of juggling hockey games + ice skating lessons + trying to keep up with local friends combined with my birth mom's cancer treatment. I'm thinking of changing my work schedule again and my boss is going to hate it because she hates when I don't get a weekend day, but she's leaving soon. I rarely get a full day off right now anyway. Currently I work four days a week for 30 hours a week with one 9 hour day, two 8.5 hour days, and one 4 hour day, but I think one 8 hour, three 6 hour, and one 4 hour might be more sustainable for everything I want to do in life. two 8+ hour wfh days + one 9 hour driving-all-over-the-bay-area day are a slog and trying to manage that on top of two other jobs is causing me to consistently miss (self-imposed) deadlines for my other more part-time jobs and not be as present as I'd like to be for basically everything and everyone. idk. I'm trying to think of it in terms of load management. Maybe I lose having a full day off, but on the other hand I have will probably more energy at night to keep up with everything I want to keep up with at night, including jobs, including friends, including being creative. I think I'll ask her this week. Leverage how toxic(????????) everyone seems to believe this place is with the concept of "Kasper has energy to do things at night that he wants to do and gets enough rest to be able to focus on a job he genuinely enjoys and also gets healthcare and dental from in the day."

Like....life this is it, honestly.

#fresno oilers.txt

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a-casual-kpopfan · 1 year

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Sooyoung with cheating genre.. and pls make it hurt.

Never Would I Have Thought - Yves

A/N: DONE.

Short, quick, painful.

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3:45 PM

"Are you sure she's not going to find out?" She asks as you're pinning her against the wall, kissing her neck. "She... Won't... Don't worry..." You ensure her as her moans echo in your apartment, her moans telling you she wants more.

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4:15 PM

A large calendar is posted on the wall with a date circled with a red marker.

Novemeber 14. Anniversary.

"Shake it, shake it, shake it for me." Sooyoung's speaker plays aloud as she's getting her make up ready. A photo on the top left of her large vanity mirror of the both of you is hung up.

"I'll see you soon baby." She says while smiling at the photo.

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4:30 PM

Clothes thrown all over the floor is leading towards your bed.

Lastly a piece of pink laced panties was thrown onto the floor.

"More... Ah... More!" She moans out loud as both her hands are running through your hair, down low under the blanket concealing yourself defiling the woman you have brought home.

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4:45 PM

Sooyoung checks her watch, the time tells a quarter till 5pm. It's almost time to meet for dinner, she hasn't contacted you to check up on you because you always showed up, for anything.

Her performances, her graduation, her sad sob sessions when watching the two main leads in a K-Drama not get together.

She trusts you with everything.

~~~~~

"Fuck! Ha... You're so good, fucking hell!" You yell out as you're in sheer bliss, a state of euphoria while she is riding on top of you. The woman leans forward next to your head. "Let me please you as much as you." She whispers in you ears, licking your lobe before rising back up.

Bzzz... Bzzz... Bzzz... One Missed Call 5:45 PM

~~~~~

6:15 PM

She's patiently waiting for you to arrive, just snacking on the breadsticks from the free bread basket. A server comes around to the table for two with a chair still waiting to be filled. "Shall I get you something to drink?"

Sooyoung looked at the time and reluctedly accepted, "A glass of red please." The server nodded and made his way to the bar.

~~~~~

7:00 PM

"If I knew you were this good, I would have came sooner." The woman wraps her arm around your head in a hug, you were in joy, happy to know she enjoy the time you had spent with her.

You picked up your phone from the nightstand next to the bed, seeing at the time and date. You knew what was today, you knew what was planned.

"Anniversary?" The girl asked, when she looked at your phone screen. "So today was important?" She gave you puppy dog eyes and pouted.

"Don't worry about it, I planned to break up with her anyways. I rather be here anyways." You threw your phone to the side,

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8:00 PM

She was embarassed, she felt humiliated, she was devestated.

You never came.

Sooyoung paid an embrassing bill of a wine bottle and extra bread. Clearly drunk, Sooyoung knew not to drive but call an uber to your apartment.

Not thinking properly, she knew something was wrong.

"He never showed up!" Sooyoung yelled over the phone, calling her best friend Hyunjin, although Sooyoung wasn't yelling loud enough to disturb the uber driver.

"He didn't even call you or text?"

"Nope! I even called him and not even a call back!"

"Where are you now?"

"I'm heading to his apartment now."

"Oh... Okay, let me know how that goes."

"Okay, I'll see you later Hyunjin."

~~~~~

8:15 PM

"I best be going now." Both you and the woman are standing in front of your door, she's ready to leave so you can take care of whatever you need to take care of with your current soon-to-be ex, Sooyoung.

"Okay, I'll call you later." You smile as your see her off, the woman turns after giving you a kiss, reaching for the doorknob.

The moment she turns it and opens it.

There was not one.

Not two.

But three shocked faces.

Sooyoung on the other side of the door, in drunken shock, looks like she's about to pass out.

Her face was morified.

"... Hyunjin?"

#ask me questions #yves #ha sooyoung #prompt

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 2 years

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hi 🤩 absolutely love your eddie fics lately, and in case requests are still open, could i request a fic where the reader is sort of taller and looks intimidating to others, but eddie loves teasing him 'cause he gets so easily flustered every time (could it possibly get more or less steamy too 👉👈) thank you sm!

Hi, thanks for the request! I am going to combine it with this request as well:

Hi! I absolutely love your works, and the highlight of my day is reading them. I just wanted to request Eddie x Male reader who’s a taxidermist? I’d prefer it if it was fluff, but I’m perfectly fine with anything! =^_^=

This one is going to be a bit of a mix--some fluffy steam, some steamy fluff. To the person who asked for the taxidermist reader, thank you for your patience. I kept trying to find the right idea to make this come alive.

Eddie Munson x Male Reader. Please note: Eddie is 19 in this fic. Reader is 20.

Send me request here! Currently writing for Eddie Munson. I write for a variety of reader inserts (male, female, gender neutral, POC too).

The more details you had to your request, the better it is for me. EX: “What about some fluff for Eddie after he’s had a long day?”

Feel free to look through my masterlist here!

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Eddie knows the truth. Under the height and beneath the scowl that seems to have permanently etched your mouth into a pout, Eddie knows the real you. Other folks see it only in glimpses when they come into the shop. Death has a way for others that requires a kind of softness to be discussed. When people come in with pets they're not ready to let go, the glasses are pulled down from the top of your head, you round your shoulders, you take up less space and talk a bit more quietly to help the person through the conversation.

But when folks come in wanting prize kills or to quote, you turn the shoulders back square, you are cordial and polite. And everyone in town has a different story about you because of it. All of them are good, except a couple from your senior year where a fight or three found sucked you into the vortex. Not that you wanted to be in those fights. Not that you would get into other ones with the purpose of starting them. No one can really say anything bad about you in the way you interact with others.

But everyone says the same thing, He looks sort of scary, off putting but really he's nice beneath it all.

Perhaps it doesn't help that you stroll the town in leather jackets. Perhaps your profession doesn't help either. But in the end, it pays the bills and has led you to leading a fairly stable life. Save for the surprise root canal you had a year ago, which stretched things thin for a little bit.

Perhaps it also doesn't help that in the company you keep resides your boyfriend--Eddie.

Another puff of breath hits your neck. "Love, what's going on?" you asks, setting the tweezers to the side before you damage the eye you're working on.

"Nothing," Eddie returns, shaking his head. "Just watching."

"Can you watch from the side? Your breath is tickling me and I can't mess up this part."

"Sorry, sugar," Eddie kisses your cheek and then moves to the left of you, leaning gently onto the work bench.

You would've thought Eddie would be doing literally anything else on a Saturday morning. But just as you were turning the key to open the doors to the shop, you heard the blaring drums and wailing guitar paired with squealing tires that let you know your boyfriend was pulling in. As you turned to confirm the suspicion, Eddie was climbing out of the van. His eyes were a little puffy which let you know he woke much earlier than usual and had come here. You told me over the phone last night post Hellfire that you had a couple things you needed to finish up today when he proposed a day date. You were only mentioning that you'd be at the shop around 8:30 in the morning under the hopes that if you finished early enough you could catch him right as his day started to see if he still wanted to hang out.

But the late night conversation places you both here. Eddie leaning into the work bench, mindful that you need nothing to jostle you. Eddie notices your hands haven't moved back to resume your work and he smiles before looking up. "What's going on in that head of yours, big boy?"

The nickname makes your cheeks heat up as you release a laugh. "Shut up. Don't you have homework to do?"

You're a year older than Eddie, but knew of him in school and occasionally spoke to each other in the halls. It wasn't until you spotted Eddie's band at the Hideout on a Tuesday night that you two really talked and now, a year later, as placed you two in a comfortable relationship of eight months. There were four months where you were sure of your feelings where Eddie wasn't sure if you'd be weirded about by his need to repeat is senior year.

"No, I don't, actually." Eddie is smug as he says it.

You peer at him over the top of your glasses. His face hardens into the resolve. "Eddie."

"I did it. Earlier."

Your eyebrow raises in a silent question to his statement: did he really?

"I didn't want to have to be doing stupid homework while here. I just wanted to spend the day, fully uninterrupted with you." He adds the last part softly, hand coming up to trace your jaw. His gaze makes yours falter. Eddie can't help the laugh, watching the way you fold to the tender touch. "God, you're so easy."

"Oh fuck off," you spit, and you want it to hold so much more vile than it does. But it comes out in a whisper--meek, like you feel right now as Eddie's fingers run until he's cupping your jaw.

"Give me a kiss."

It's a soft demand that you're happy to obey and Eddie grins against your lips just as you pull away before speaking, "You can't tell me fuck off when you're the one that obeys so well."

"I do know how to completely detach and reattach an eye, I wouldn't exactly test me," you huff out. It's a weak threat.

"Hmm, something tells me you wouldn't ever actually do it. Now I'm going to stop distracting you so you can work, yeah?" Eddie pulls his hands away from your face, settling down again atop of the stool you'd brought over for him before you got started.

"Perhaps, that's what we should be doing," you laugh. "One more kiss though?"

"I can't say no to a pout like that," Eddie whines, taking in the sight of your weathered eyes behind the glasses and the pout. This kiss is short and sweet like the others, but the two of you linger. You know you want more. You suspect Eddie does too, but the way he gives in with another peck.

But there's work and you need to do it. So you turn your attention back to the buck head. Eddie's voice only penetrates the silence occasionally to ask questions. You're more than happy to answer them.

When the bell from the front desk rings, you push up from you're seated and slip out of the gloves that you've been wearing. Eddie swats at your ass as you pass and you hardly blink an eye at the action. "Hi, Mrs. Pugh," you greet.

The conversation is short to Eddie's ears and then the bells above the front doors chime again a few minutes later, you return, washing your hands in the sink before you slip into another pair of gloves. They're black and not the ones you usually had in the shipments. But Eddie bought you a box of black gloves just for shits and giggles once and now you continue the tradition.

It's only another hour of work for you before you call it a day. Saturdays were usually short days for you anyway, though more people stopped in during the afternoons, you tried not to work with the animals for too long on Saturdays preferring to give more space to the front--people making payments, dropping off, picking up. It was usually a steady stream and any attempts to do both would become overrun by the demands of customers in the front.

Eddie migrates with you, when you transition from the work in the back to manning the front desk. "So I was thinking for Christmas that maybe it might be a good idea for me to decorate the trailer. Wayne loves the holidays but because he works so much, never gets to the chance to do much."

You nod at the comment. "Let me guess, you don't know where to start do you?"

"Not in the slightest."

You were currently in the process of moving into your own place but it wouldn't most likely happen until early spring. Until then you were still with your parents and they'd become a little famous in town for having one of the best decorated houses.

"I'll help," you return, spinning to face Eddie.

From the outside, this might look like you crouching in on Eddie, given that you had him by about six inches and about twenty pounds. But Eddie and you both know the truth. He reaches for the wide silver buckle--a belt you wore religiously--and tugs you between his legs. "Thank you. We have some lights. Not sure where we can fit a Christmas tree."

"Don't worry about it," you return softly. "Leave it to me."

"Have I told you today that I utterly fucking adore you?"

You laugh a little, mostly an exhale through your nose. "Not yet."

"Well," Eddie stretches up, lips brushing over yours. "I utterly fucking adore you."

The sentiment is sealed with a kiss. His hands slip under the gray t-shirt, tracing the bumps of your abs. You settle deeper into Eddie, one hand slipping to his hip to tug him closer. You can hear the echoes of your own kissing, the smack of lips as they part. A hum travels up Eddie's throat and you swallow it down for him.

The moment is interrupted by the chime of the bells above the door. "You know, I should not walk in on you two making out as much as I do," Steve huffs.

You and Eddie are slow to pull apart. Eddie turns to face Steve first, his arms winding around your waist to keep you close. "You're just jealous."

"Whatever, Munson. Honestly, if my dad didn't ask me come here, I think I'd live a longer life," he teases, leaning into the counter. "How much more does he owe you by the way?"

You tap at Eddie's elbows to check the ledger and he pulls away from your body for you to work. You're sure it's paid off, but you've always learned to check before you speak. The harrington's usually paid on pick up all in full, but with the holidays approaching you know more and more people are paying in segments. You flip to the H's and go until you see Harrington. "You're paid in full as of last week."

Steve nods, pushing off the counter. "Thanks. You can resume now, make out in front of the very large windows. The whole town's watching." He knows the taunt won't stop the two of you in the slightest.

#eddie munson #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x male reader #h writes #stranger things

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oldass ask meme that i have been answering at different periods over the course of 15ish years

feel free to ignore but im posting it so i can find it again later

1.This survey gets a little personal; can you handle it? I sure hope so by now.

2. If you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be? withnocrown–– I'm sure that's its actual last name, right?

3. Were you happy when you woke up today? I woke up a lil achey and queasy but then I rolled over and listened to a voice memo from my friend and his GF and they were cute and asking me over for dinner sometime so now I'm happy

4. When were you on the phone last? And with who? Ummm I think it was my friend Evan asking me if I could pick him up at the mall on the 26th, but I was going the wrong way

5. What are you excited for? New Year's Eve! And my birthday (the 1st) I guess but mostly NYE.

6. What were you doing yesterday? Errands + resting + recovering from earth shattering sex (12 year old me would be so shocked to read how far I've come)

7. Honestly, who was the last person to tell you they love you! My friend in aforementioned voice memo

8. What's the last thing you put in your mouth? Water.

9. Have a best friend? Yup, he's my platonic husband. He's also pretty much always been my answer to this question :3

10. Are you scared to fall in love? I have spent the last few years building up an immunity to love powder.

11. Do you think teenagers can be in love? Honestly, yes, but I feel like it's extreeeeemely unlikely that teen relationships actually last. But they do sometimes!

12. Last person you wanted to punch in the face? God, I can't even recall. How did I get through 3 different family Christmasses without wanting to punch anybody?

13. What time is it right this second? 05:09

14. What do you want right now? More tgirl dick

15. Who was the last person you took a picture with? My mommy <3

16. Are you single/taken/heartbroken/or confused? Single, aromantic, poly, and for the first time not at all confused. Also, let the record show my original answer to this question in 2010 was: "Taken! O_o Don't ask! :/"

17. When was the last time you cried? Uhhh within the last week I think? but idk when

18. Do you have a good relationship with your parents? That's a fantastic question! Yes and no

19. Do you find it hard to trust others? Extremely

20. How fast does your mind change? To quote 12-year-old me, "Fast. :3"

21. I bet you miss somebody right now. Every day.

22. Can you honestly say you're okay right now? Yeah, I can.

23. Why do you think so many people cheat? Because love is cursed by monogamy

24. Tell me what's on your mind? Kinky t4t sex

25. What are you looking forward to in the next three months? NYE, my birthday, catching up with people in the new year, my senior year of university.

26. Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing? I'm gonna choose the asshole answer to this question which is, um, I'm intersex 🙄 but strictly speaking, yes, obviously I have

27. When did you last talk to your number 1 top friend? Yesterday

28. When is your next road trip? Honestly? Ideally within the month to Montreal. More realistically over the spring or summer (Bro I'm screaming I've also been reading along with my 2017 answers and I had written "No idea honestly. Hopefully soon-ish to Montreal." I have not changed at all)

29. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell anything to? Anything is a strong term.

30. How's your heart? Still beating.

31. Have you ever felt like you weren't important? Yes, but not any more. (Keeping this answer as long as I believe it)

32. Do you think somebody's in love with you? Oh, for sure, baby~!

33. What are you planning on doing after this? Getting ready to go to my cousin's surprise birthday party and then stay with family for a couple days.

34. Next time you will kiss someone? Nonzero chance it is on NYE.

35. Have you told anybody you loved them today? Yes <3 Always

36. Who do you not get along with? Really, only people who actively disrespect the people I love.

37. What does your 3rd recent text say? "ahh yeah how could i forget ov"

38. What are you wearing right now? Nothing, darling~

39. You're locked in a room with the person you last kissed, how is it? I imagine we would engage in similar sexual escapades to the last time we kissed

40. When's the last time you had a grilled cheese? A couple weeks ago

41. What's your favorite boy and girl name right now? Feminine: Meredith Masculine: Lewis Neuter: Avery

42. How did you feel when you woke up? "Queasy and achey"

43. Do you wish someone would call or text you right now? Nah, I'm popular

44. Do you crack your knuckles? It's one of the few joints I don't crack tbh.

45. What were you doing yesterday at midnight? YESTERDAY at midnight or TODAY at midnight? The answer to both is sleeping.

46. What are your LEGAL initials? All I shall say is that it spells the name of an animal.

47. Who's the first B in your contacts? Some dude in Florida named Bailey

48. When was the last time you laughed really hard? I think it must have been on the 22nd with my friend we had a lot of fun and were stoned as hell so

49. Your number 1 top friend walks out of your life, do you go after them? Been there, done that, and I would.

50. Explain your last awkward moment? I feel like I said something awkward to my cousin that I thought his current gf had said but it was actually his ex fsajgkhls

51. Are you afraid of the dark? More and more every year

52. Do you have good vision? Yea, particularly in the dark actually lol

53. Have you ever tripped someone? Yes and he sucked and it was hilarious and I regret nothing.

54. Have you ever slapped someone? Yea

55. Are you Irish? Like 50%

56. Do you use chap stick? Mmmhm

57. Do you have any scars? Soooo many. Newest one is growing on my finger.

58. Is there someone you will never forgive? Never? Surely not

59. Are you dating the person you last held hands with? God no they're insane

60. Name the last person to text you. Prinxë

61. Would you marry someone 8 years older than you? I would barely even marry my husband aside from for legal maneuvering

62. Can you go in public looking like you do? I would get arrested so no

63. Have you ever kissed someone whose name started with a A? Yeah,,,, my hot TA last semester

64. What side of the bed do you sleep on? Da middle

65. What's the first thing you'll do on your wedding day? Cry and be like why did I spend so much money on a wedding

66. Do you fall for people easily? P much on sight yea

67. Has anyone put their arms around you in the past 5 days? Yeeeees

68. Do you miss the way things used to be? Of course. Who doesn't?

69. Song you're thinking of right now? Talk – Coldplay

70. Want someone back in your life? Yep. So bad. Soooososososo bad. If he texted me it would make my day in a heartbeat. I also want her back, but I'd like to think if she texted me I wouldn't respond.

71. Will tomorrow be better than today? It's n ew years eve baby I sure hope so

72. What's the color of the shirt you are wearing? Beige flesh

73. Who was the first friend that you had? Lindsey

74. Does it bother you when someone lies to you? Yes I cannot decipher your neurotypical nonsense

75. Is there anyone who understands your relationship status? There are, yeah, but it's a pretty damn select few

76. Are you a naturally happy person? Or is your happiness forced? I have bipolar disorder

77. Is there anyone you wish would fall in love with you? Everyone all the time

78. What do you wear when you sleep? Same thing I'm wearing right now

79. Are you obsessed with something right now? SEX

80. The first person you loved is? Terry

81. Something terrible happened with you? My stepdad died slowly of dementia, so

82. You are locked up with someone you love, what happens? Again, the deranged sex

83. If you could wish something, what would it be? For more deranged sex. Ideally in Montreal.

84. Ever forced someone to do something? Like it's hard?

85. When you are alone, what do you think about? SEX

86. How was your first kiss? Romantic and sweet. We're still friends.

87. What's your favorite music genre? Alt rock, that'll never change

88. Are you going to tag people to do this? Me in the future

#thots et al #that one ask meme

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purple-beans · 1 year

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I posted 19,866 times in 2022

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Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 278 of my posts in 2022

#okay but - 5 posts

#also - 5 posts

#prev tags - 4 posts

#eat the rich - 3 posts

#i mean - 3 posts

#superyacht - 2 posts

#the netherlands - 2 posts

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#but like - 2 posts

#that's it - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#now i dont know if this is gonna be translations but honestly even if im getting a bunch of emails in fucking latin ill be happy as can be

My Top Posts in 2022:

I just finished Gideon the Ninth and well, she's just gone then? Dead and scooped up into Harrow as an infinite death-juice battery?

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Hey Outer Wilds Tumblr. I need some help.

I've had EotE since the moment it came out. But I just can't, for the life of me, get through those sections. You know the ones. As soon as I get to them, my anxiety just goes. Through the roof. And I just, really want to do this. I wanna experience it, for myself. But I don't know how..

30 notes - Posted March 22, 2022

Waterparks still makes good music you guys are just mean

49 notes - Posted July 10, 2022

Well I just finished reading Iron Widow and I would like to recap my thoughts as uhhh,

Holy Shit

64 notes - Posted July 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

So here's a fun fact. Jeff Bezos is having a new superyacht built by the Dutch yacht builder Oceanco. Just behind Rotterdam. This yacht is a massive, 400-something feet sailing monstrosity. Three massive masts. And now Oceanco has been located in that same spot for years right. They know exactly what the restrictions are, how high all the bridges between them and the North Sea are.

One of these bridges is the Koningshavenbrug, colloquially known as "De Hef" (the Lift). De Hef is a former railway bridge over the Port of Rotterdam, which today is out of use but stands there as a "Rijksmonument", a state monument. This means that this bridge can't just be demolished or altered, because it's well, a monument for a part of Rotterdam's past.

De Hef is also, too low for Jeff Bezos' new toy. So, going against what the city of Rotterdam said in the past, namely that the bridge would never again be dismantled, they're going to dismantle the bridge. Just temporarily mind you, under the guise of "maintenance". Because they can't alter the bridge. Because it's a monument.

But hey if you're the richest man in the world, I guess you can just buy your way to having a monument dismantled in order to have your boat pass by.

TL;DR: Jeff Bezos ordered a boat a company who knows the height of these bridges. This company designed a boat that's bigger than the bridges. They're now tearing a bridge down just for Bezos' boat.

Source: English. Dutch.

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thesolarangel · 1 year

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I posted 973 times in 2022

That's 964 more posts than 2021!

216 posts created (22%)

757 posts reblogged (78%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@elronds-pointy-ears

@starlady66

@hellyescharlesedwards

@thesolarangel

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I tagged 758 of my posts in 2022

Only 22% of my posts had no tags

#elrond - 279 posts

#rings of power - 221 posts

#robert aramayo - 200 posts

#celebrimbor - 117 posts

#charles edwards - 88 posts

#the rings of power - 86 posts

#ben walker - 40 posts

#gil galad - 37 posts

#lord of the rings - 34 posts

#elrond x celebrimbor - 30 posts

Longest Tag: 126 characters

#elrond is my fav but i have another daily fav that's different every day and today it's brimby bc i'm writing fanfic about him

My Top Posts in 2022:

The prettiest of elves✨💕✨

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made a meme today! :>

148 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

This is so cute✨ The three elves✨

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149 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

I love how we just collectively share an Elrond for every occasion:

You feel anxious? Here, take an Elrond.

You enjoy my blog? Here, take an Elrond.

You're thirsty like the rest of us? Here, take an Elrond.

206 notes - Posted November 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

That stupid movie really did something with us: "you're on a ship: do the titanic pose" is what comes to mind immediately 😂

@starlady66 good morning babe😘😂

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siriuslythatbitch · 1 year

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I posted 3,175 times in 2022

That's 2,697 more posts than 2021!

140 posts created (4%)

3,035 posts reblogged (96%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 265 of my posts in 2022

#sirius black - 91 posts

#remus lupin - 90 posts

#wolfstar - 87 posts

#marauders - 58 posts

#thank you for the ask! - 55 posts

#hp marauders - 51 posts

#remus x sirius - 44 posts

#marauders era - 35 posts

#my friends are so talented - 33 posts

#james potter - 28 posts

Longest Tag: 77 characters

#i came out to have a good time and i'm honestly feeling so attacked right now

My Top Posts in 2022:

I see it's time for our semi regular 'hey minors could you fucking not' chat. So Miss B is gonna have to school you again apparently.

JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT LIKE SOMETHING DOESNT MAKE IT BAD

Read that, repeat it, internalize it, fucking live it. You do not get to dictate an authors right to write what they want. That is not your prerogative and quite frankly it's disgusting for you to do. You wouldn't pull this shit with a GoT book. You don't care about the fact that there is teenage rape in that and teen pregnancy and incest. But because these authors are 'accessable' you decide to attack them. No that's not gonna work bud.

Fun fact teenagers fuck. I fucked as a teenager and I damn well know my friends did. It's not a secret and I wish to fuck there had been someone to write a queer sex experience when I was growing up. You should be bowing down to these authors for providing you with something we never had at your age instead of trying to shame us into not writing.

Now I know it's hard for you to understand but life doesn't just end when you become a parent or turn 30. We have liked this series our entire lives. You weren't even a twinkle in your parent's eyes when this Fandom started. You do not get to claim it as yours. This is our baby. We nurtured and tended to it until it became what it is today and like fuck are you going to take it from us.

Speaking of being an adult an adult is an adult period. The age doesn't matter. You are 18 congrats you're and adult now. You're 45 or 89 or 19 it doesn't fucking matter. You are an adult. And funny thing, adults fuck other adults. That's how the world works. As long as it is consensual it's none of your concern how "adult" you think they are or aren't.

Honestly for every whiney post I see about an age gap im adding a year to the gap in my next fic between the pairing. Just fucking try me bitches. I am so done with your filtering bullshit. Fight me I promise I'll win.

29 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

Send Up a Signal, I’ll Throw You a Line

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37354114

It was three on a Tuesday and Sirius was near comatose at the counter. They’d had one customer in the shop all day, a fifty-something bloke looking for a Jefferson Starship record. Once found he proceeded to lecture Sirius on classic rock for the better part of an hour. Apparently, the man thought him completely ignorant of any bands at all. Despite the fact that he was wearing an Eagles t-shirt and worked at a bloody record shop. Not that he was surprised. Every man over thirty-five came in to see a man in his mid-twenties and assumed he must know nothing but Green Day and Foo Fighters. At this point, he was used to it, but that didn’t mean it made his exasperation with it all lessen.

“How’s it going down there, Black Dog?” His uncle called down from the upstairs that doubled as the man’s apartment and employee break room. Sirius couldn’t keep from grinning at the familiar nickname. Alphard had been the one to introduce him to classic rock in the first place. When his parents had been too busy to deal with him and his brother they’d come to the record store to spend time with their uncle.

He couldn’t have been more than four when he began grabbing records from the man’s collection upstairs, choosing them by the pretty art at first. The blond man, who he later learned was his uncle’s partner Nicholas, was always all too happy to man the shop for a while as he indulged his nephew’s newfound love for the music of their youth.

Nick had always found the fact that they were all named after constellations fascinating. It was that connection and Sirius’ particular fondness for Led Zeppelin that had dubbed him Black Dog. A name that stuck well through his teens and into adulthood. Black Dog was as much his name as Sirius at this point. It never failed to make him smile.

“I’ve seen legislation passed faster.” He groaned. The other man laughed at his joke. It was well known that their family had a distaste for both his and his Uncle’s career choices. Blacks were known for going into politics or becoming solicitors at the very least. His mother, father, and brother were all involved with it in one way or another. Fortunately, the idea of having a son without a uni degree compelled his parents to pay for it regardless.

Sirius didn’t regret his choice in the slightest. Music had always been his passion, and one his uncle had always indulged. Alphard was peering at him from the stairs. He’d moved just low enough to keep him in his line of sight.

“Nick is whipping up a batch of cinnamon scones now. I’ll bring you a few when they’re done.” In his younger years, his partner had been the pastry chef at multiple Michelin star restaurants. They often benefited from his penchant for baking when bored.

“Life may be worth living,” Sirius responded, completely missing the tinkling of the bell from the front of the shop. His uncle hadn’t. A sly smile crossed his face as he glanced across the room. Eyes flicking back to his nephew he replied.

“Perhaps there’ll be another soon enough.” The man winked, familiar grey eyes shining with mischief before disappearing back upstairs.

“Wha?” He tried to ask, shaking his head at his uncle before turning back to the store.

Sirius wasn’t sure what he might have expected to find when he glanced across the space, but this wasn’t it. A man in a dark brown cardigan had his back to him. His hair hung in sandy brown half curls that looked soft in the warm light. Even from across the store he could tell the man was a virtual giant. Sure, Sirius was shorter than your average bloke, a fact his best friend James loved reminding him of, but this man had to be well over six foot tall. He wanted to get a closer look though. It took him far too long to remember he worked at the bloody store and had every reason to approach the man.

“So… Do you come here often?” Sirius said, mentally berating himself for the cliché pickup line.

“Uh no, actually.” The other man laughed. His head was still downturned, long tan fingers rifling through the albums in the centre rack. The dexterity with which he did so did very unfortunate things to Sirius. Especially since he was at work, in the record shop, where his uncle was currently upstairs and well within earshot. “I had a friend tell me about this place, and I thought I’d check it out.” Finally, the man turned to glance at him. Sirius’ eyes went wide at the sight.

His lips were plush and a deep pink, one corner cocked up in amusement. His nose was almost button and utterly too adorable for Sirius’ good. The silvery band of a scar that ran across it just added to the urge to know this man inside and out. It was his eyes that were the real knockout. They were a shade of dark green, the kind of green that reminded him of warm summers spent in the countryside or his favourite jumper. He couldn’t be sure, but he thought he saw flecks of gold or perhaps amber filtering through them. It was as if they glowed in the light and Sirius was desperate to lean in and examine them closer. Swallowing hard he attempted to cover his instant attraction to this man.

“Is there something I can help you find?” Sirius could tell his voice was a bit strained. Fortunately, the other man didn’t seem to notice, or perhaps he didn’t care. Sure, he had no doubts that he was attractive, but there was no guarantee this guy was into blokes. He prayed to deities he had never been certain existed, that he was though.

“Yeah, actually.” Fuck. He’d been so distracted by the man’s appearance that he hadn’t really registered his voice. It was a smooth baritone that flooded his senses in the way that Alphard’s records had when he was a child.”I was looking for a Steve Miller Band record.” He had the faintest Welsh accent, the vowels leaving his tongue like music. Sirius was reminded of a much fitter Tom Jones.

“Oh, yeah, no, you’re in the completely wrong place for that.” He said, whipping around and making his way deeper into the store. “That’s where we keep all of the newer albums, anything from the naughties onwards.”

“Ah, well that would make sense.” He laughed behind him. The sound sent shivers up his spine, and he was glad he could play it off while walking.

“This is the section you want.” Sirius came to a stop in front of an enormous back wall. There were framed and signed classic rock records hung above a multi-tiered record holder. It ran from the staircase to the wall, wrapping around toward the counter. They truly did have the best collection in all of London, a fact his Uncle, and okay maybe Sirius too, was proud of.

“Woah.” The man’s eyes went huge as he took the setup in. “That’s quite the inventory you have here.”

“This isn’t even all of them.” Sirius laughed, thinking of the storage room where they kept the particularly expensive records. It took Sirius by surprise when the other man smiled at him. Not the half-smirk before, but an actual grin. His abdomen fluttered in a way he decidedly was not letting happen. Instead, he did his actual job “So do you want a specific album, or..?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” He could have sworn he’d seen a slight flush to the man’s cheeks, but put that down to wishful thinking. “I was hoping you’d have a copy of “The Joker”.”

“I know we have at least one copy, but my uncle stocked it so we may have to dig for a bit.” Sirius fought a smile at having an excuse to spend more time with the mystery man. “You take that line, and I’ll look through this one.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He put on a jokingly solemn expression that had Sirius laughing despite himself. The other man let out an amused huff but turned toward his stack of records.

Unfortunately, or if he was honest with himself, which he steadfastly attempted never to be, quite fortunately, the two lines of records were quite close together. It was great for someone browsing alone. For two, however, it was close quarters. The cardigan covered arm of the other man brushed lightly against his bare one. At first, he’d assumed it was an accident, but then it happened again, this time staying in contact in some way. He bit his lip trying to keep his focus on the records and not the slide of the other man’s arm against his. Even through the garment, he could feel the radiating body heat and Sirius wanted to roll around in it like the dog his uncles had nicknamed him. This close he could smell the woodsy scent rolling off him. There was a faint hint of books, but the exceptionally old kind his parents had kept in the library of his childhood home. Somehow for once, the reminder didn’t make him want to bolt for the nearest exit. Contrarily, it made him want to press as close as possible, to claim the smell as his own. Christ, maybe he was a dog.

Sirius concentrated on the records instead, flicking past the Sex Pistols, The Smiths, and Stereophonics. At least he was at the st’s.

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Wolfstar

Accidentally married

Intimate Artistry

You spoil me so, Marigoals! I'll make this EXTRA special for you, babby<3

Remus opens up a tattoo parlor in Diagon Alley. He's done some research on basic charming for the designs, but has some he doesn't want to try out on his regular clients just incase. Sirius loves being his tester, which has resulted in quite a few tattoos (That Remus would love to trace with his fingers, tongue, and well anything Sirius would let him really). It's great, but it also means he's running out of room. Remus has come across some odd runes that he is pretty sure are meant to make the tattoo guaranteed not to fade, but he's not positive. Sirius decides he wants a wolf and dog baying at the moon on his hip, which means he has to take off his pants and use towel to try and cover. There's a lot of fumbling trying to keep from touching Sirius' cock, which just so happens to be making itself more obvious with each touch of the needle. (What can I say, he's a masochist and it's Remus afterall.) Both men are panting by the time he finally finishes tracing the last rune in invisible ink, but it doesn't have the effect either thought. A quick burst of pain has him gripping his own hip, working down his bottoms just enough to see the top of the very same tattoo he's just inlaid in Sirius' pale skin. Sirius, who has always been better at runes than Remus looks over the book and realizes the tattoo wasn't bound to his skin permanently but bound them to each other. And well, was that really so bad?

36 notes - Posted February 26, 2022

Innocent Physical Contact and I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On Perciver (Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood)

Ooookay. First time thinking about this ship, but I'm excited so let's go. It's their 5th or 6th year and they've been the only two sharing their dorm just them since their first year, but things have gotten tense. Percy has tried to stay out of the dorm as much as possible and Oliver can't figure out why. He comes back from quidditch practice one day early because there was some issue or another and surprises Percy who had memorized his schedule. Percy has gay panic and makes to leave but Oliver stops him in the doorway with his hand on his chest. He demands that Percy tell him what's going on and after some very intense yelling Percy finally admits that he's pretty sure that he has a crush on him and the sight of him in that Quidditch uniform does things to him. Oliver definitely didn't think about what his uniform might do, but is very pleased with this revelation so takes it as a win and just kisses him. There's delightful frottage, Percy makes him keep the uniform on while he blows him (Because it's hot that's why) and it's just a lovely smutty time.

50 notes - Posted February 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay we're gonna have a fun time today because I am fucking enraged. It's clear that people have no clue what polyamory actually is or how a HEALTHY poly relationship works. I'm not just talking a triad, because outside of fiction those are fairly rare. Since apparently the cishets control the narrative I think it's about time I cleared some shit up. The key to polyamory is communication. THAT DOES NOT MEAN CHEATING AND SAYING IT'S FINE BECAUSE "Hey I'm poly"! There's a certain fic that tries to excuse this behavior and honestly I'm disgusted that it's so fucking glorified. That is NOT polyamory. That is cheating, plain and simple. If you want to write that that's fine, but call a spade a fucking spade. Don't you dare use a healthy and valid relationship choice to excuse your character's bad choices.

As a member of the queer community you should fucking know better. You wouldn't say being Bi or Pan is a reason to allow cheating, and if you would get the fuck out. I am tired of putting up with bi and pan phobia in the queer community. The hets fuck us over enough as it is, why the hell would you add to it?

I am polyamorous. I am in healthy and consenting relationships. I am fucking valid and am not a cheater or greedy or any of the bullshit that you all seem to perpetrate. I am so fucking done with you using my life as an excuse for your shitty writing. Don't pit partners against each other, don't make them keep from working out their normal feelings so it's healthy, and for fuckssake DON'T TRY AND COVER INFIDELITY WITH POLYAMORY!

Have a fan-fucking-tastic day, and think about what you say before you say it next time.

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