#wes babbles

[bringmefoxgloves]

horror & cannibalism girlies will get it: like. yeah. yeah….. eating and being eaten and seeing your lover full and still wanting more….. yakno. consumptive love.

#wes babbles #if you know you know. if you don’t think about eating your lover as a monster and then eating you in return…. don’t interact #if you do. well. i’m biting your arm. #feel free to reblog if yakno. you know. you get what i’m putting in the cooking pot. cooking for you to eat.

[everytingbagl]

doujin community 😭😭

#guys r we the doujin community #arknights #? #its the survey for lone trail #TWITTER WAS ITS OWN CHECKBOX BRO #bagel babble

[sonicenvy]

there is a new scourge on AO3 that I discovered recently...

that scourge is "Placeholder fics". This is thing, where someone posts a "fic" on AO3 with a summary and tags (and sometimes even a complete tag), but when you click on the "fic" the content of the "fic" is something like:

"coming soon" or "in progress" or "an idea I'll write someday"

This is a scourge on AO3 tags that directly violates TOS Section IV, as it is spam (sect B) and inappropriate content (sect H) (not, strictly speaking a fanwork).

If you see these "placeholder fics" on AO3 REPORT THEM. It is easy to do.

Link the fic in report and in the description, you can write something like this:

The linked "fic" is a so-called "placeholder fic" where the author posts a work to a tag and the only content is the words "In progress". The "fic" appears in tags, yet contains no content, so I would consider it to be spam. Thank you!

(This, btw is the actual thing that I wrote to report one of these a few weeks ago)

If you want to get jazzy you can even mention that you believe the "fic" violates TOS IV.H (which is what the AO3 mod told me in the email response to my report) or TOS IV.B.

You can report anonymously if you want afaik. Once you submit a report the AO3 moderators will get back to you at some point to update you on that report and action taken.

This is a simple way that YOU can make AO3 better today. If you see a "fic" that violates TOS in any way, REPORT IT. There are literally millions of fics on AO3 and the moderators can't possibly go through all of them without YOUR help.

I suspect that the people who are posting these "placeholder fics" are probably very young people who are very new to fandom and fanfiction and do not know better. If you are reading this post, and you are one of these people, know that I don't hate you, I just want you to know that what you are doing is a violation of the AO3 TOS and that it fills AO3 tags with spam, preventing readers from finding actual fic to read. There can be (and certainly are) MANY fics on AO3 with the SAME names, if that's what is motivating this.

AO3 isn't a social media site, it's an ARCHIVE for fanfiction. If you want to communicate with your following that you are planning on writing a new fic, use your tumblr, your reddit, your dreamwidth, your substack, your pillowfort, your livejournal, your bird site or whatever the fuck you have to do this. Link your socials in your bio on AO3 if you must. Mention it in the author's notes on your latest work. IDK, just don't post empty "fics" on the ARCHIVE.

#AO3 #archive of our own #fanfiction #fandom #fandumb #writing #margaret babbles #whining #followers please share this so that we can work together to rid AO3 of this scourge

[eastgaysian]

why do we bash greg's gay dad for not being there for his child but never question if greg had bad vibes? or if he was just unpleasant to be around?

#someones already made this post surely it just makes me laugh #if we ever see greg's gay dad i'll riot. stay minding your own business man #babbling

[queerpyracy]

friends, foes, and strangers i get that not all of you are routinely reading posts about frankenstein but if i see one more post about "well if you think about patrilineal naming conventions the creature's name IS frankenstein" i will pick up a sniper rifle and dedicate my life to picking you off one by one

#I PROMISE YOU. WE KNOW. #MORE IMPORTANTLY YOU ARE MISSING THE POINT OF WHY THE CREATURE DOESN'T HAVE A NAME #babbles

[twistedappletree]

i love lan jingyi because he’s so intelligent and quick-witted but he’s also that kid whose friends would have to call the fire department after he gets stuck in a baby swing

#immaculate duality #mdzs #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #lan jingyi #jin ling would be laughing too hard to make the call so ofc it would have to be lan sizhui #before spending the entire time waiting for help to lecture lan jingyi with poetic metaphorical quotes about being an idiot #zizhen is the one genuinely trying to help by flipping him upside down lmAO #we all know a kid who’s gotten stuck in a baby swing and they were all jingyis lbr #and if you’re that kid then congratulations #you’re a jingyi #🍗😌🍗 #mdzs shitposting #apple babble 🍎

[sandflakedraws]

so i'm readin various stuff on the xray cause this silly film is my current source of joy and

wait

hold up.

what...

WAHT ??? WHAT

XRAY CAST DESCRIPTION????

YEARS???

xrAY dESCRIPTION eXPLaIN!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN FLOYD WAS HELD CAPTIVE FOR YEARS, WHAT SECRET INFO DO U HAVE ACCESS TO???

#joey babbles #trolls band together #trolls floyd #I. don't know what to do with this random snippet #to be fair - #each description of the brozone bros expands a little bit further than the films do (ex. clay being a prankster) so is this. is this canon? #no? yes? half? #did velvet and veneer have him for years and only recently explode on the scene cause they got like. a big break? #some financial backing? a viral video? spotlight on spotify? #were they just experimenting with the best way to harvest a troll's core and only recently hit the jackpot method? #we never learn how the spritz bottle was made in the first place #my brain is bungled . #y. years....?

[hitmewithsomebooks]

@jegulus-microfic Feb 17 - soup

426 words

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“Sorry, I’m babbling again…” Regulus muttered, trailing off. James smiled at him.

“I like it when you babble. I always learn so much. Like, I never knew that we blink 20 times a minute, or ants don’t have lungs, or that there’s a soup made from bird nests!” James exclaimed, sounding genuinely interested.

Regulus’s brows furrowed, his lips parted slightly in a little ‘o’. James found it rather endearing.

“You mean you… listened to all that stuff? You actually listened to what I was saying?” Regulus questioned, his tone surprised.

“Well o’ course. Who wouldn’t?” James asked, cocking his head to the side rather like a puppy.

“Quite a lot of people, actually. I can tell when they’re spacing out or not paying attention. People think I babble.” Regulus said with a shrug, but James could see that it bothered him.

“Well, clearly they’re just daft.” James sniffed, and Regulus smiled.

“You think?”

“Absolutely!” James assured him, his expression firm. “I could listen to you talk all day.” He added, his face softening into a gentle smile as he gazed at Regulus. The younger boy blinked, turning away to stare at his books, willing away the blush that threatened to stain his cheeks. He cleared his throat.

“I’m sure you’d get bored just like the rest of them soon enough.”

James frowned. 

“I most certainly would not.” He protested, chin raised to show how serious he was. Regulus scoffed.

“You want to put that theory to the test, Potter?” The young Slytherin asked, and James grinned.

“You’re on, Black.”

Over the next few weeks, they met up in the library, every day, and would start talking. Or, in most cases, Regulus would start talking, and James would watch that little spark pop into his eyes as his passion for the topic grew, a content smile on his face as he listened.

Regulus was flabbergasted. This man, who seemed to have the attention span of a puppy (not to mention the eyes, personality, and charm of a puppy), had his focus on Regulus the entire time he talked. Every single day.

And he looked so happy while he did it. Like he was genuinely taking in and enjoying each and every word. Like he couldn’t wait to hear the next thing out of Regulus’s mouth.

It was incredibly endearing. And intoxicating. Regulus had never found someone who loved to listen to him before, and he didn’t plan on letting this one go.

Luckily for him, James planned on listening to Regulus for the rest of his life.

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #jegulus microfic #babbling #soup #james potter is a simp #james x regulus #sunseeker #starchaser #marauders era #marauders #nerd Regulus hc #we love it

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 101

 The Fentons have created a machine! A wonderful machine that will reveal a ghost’s true form! So that everyone will see their trickery! They’ll see that the monsters they really are! 

 Now, to know what all went wrong, one would have to know some things about the ghost zone, and more specifically the area the Fentons had managed to punch through to. 

 For one, ghosts do not age like humans. Oh they might take a form similar to that of their death, which may appear as an adult or teen or something similar, but with how they can only die by the complete destruction of their core, theoretically a ghost could live forever once formed. 

 In fact, the equivalent of eighteen years for a ghost was one-hundred realms-years dead. And those years don’t always sync up with the years of the living world that one might open a door into. Thankfully, the Fenton’s world, being one of those synced closer to the Realms, only had a time dilation of a few seconds. 

 That being said, the area their portal had ripped into was incredibly rich in ectoplasm. And areas like that, were where newborn ghosts were formed and arrived. A ghost daycare of sorts, almost akin to a toddler area of the zone. 

 Which meant that when they shoot the Phantom-menace and other pesky ghosts to revert them into their true form, it isn’t exactly monsters that appear. Instead, there are now several ghost toddlers- or in the phantom-trio’s case literal babies- flying around. Very unhappy ghost toddlers. 

 What a horrible time for the Justice League to arrive. Though perhaps some would say it was actually perfect timing. 

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #all the rogues are bby #Danny is also bby #Justice League: Oh my god are these alien children why are there so many #Justice League: WHY ARE PEOPLE SHOOTING AT THE BABIES #Justice League dark is going to be freaking out #What do you Mean the government is hunting baby Realms beings?! #Do you *want* to piss off primordial beings holding worlds together because that'd do it! #Danny: *BitesYouBitesYouBitesYouBitesYouBitesYouBitesYou* #Toddler Box ghost & Lunch lady: W-what if we... held hands a-and shared a sandwich- #TT about Skulker: THE BABY HAS A GUN- OVER! #“What?!” #TT: I will give you this lolipop for that gun #TT as Skulker cocks the gun: Or not this is a robbery now #Technus: I AM DA MASTER OF TECH-MOLOGY! #JL who just hear toddler baby babble: Aw Cyborg he likes you

[kreftropod]

Absolutely loving the fact that, despite Dracula being adapted to death and back by media over the last century, a lot of people don't actually know the original story. As in, here we are, in 2022, tagging spoilers for a 125 year old novel that most people thought they knew from it's countless adaptations but turned out to not know at all. It's great. I love it. Thanks for sharing your first-time reactions to this comedy of an old book.

#it's good to remember that we have 125 years of hindsight when reading this though #people back in 1897 didn't know the things we know today #their worldview was very different from ours and they didn't know all the spooky tropes we know today #since yknow this book was part of the ones who started those tropes to begin with #yes Dracula is a comedy by todays standard and please continue to make fun of our Dear Friend Jonathan and Domestic Teeabo Dracula #but also remember that this book is Old as Fuck #and very old timey English(tm) #so there's inevitably gonna be descriptions and character-opinions that reflect that #just good to keep in mind #anyway love yall #keep on what you're doing #I'm having a blast reading all of your funny Dracula posts #Dracula Daily #Dracula #Bram Stoker's Dracula #babbling in the tags I guess

[pudgybun]

Asexual feedists are rly cool I love u asexual feedists

#a lot of my fave clients and feeders are ace #which i love bc then we just focus so much on the ~belly~ #or specifically on food. my fave 💓 #babbles

[bringmefoxgloves]

me, listening to a youtube video AND scrolling tumblr AND discord is open dinging away on my desktop computer WHILE i reorganize pinterest boards on my phone AND jiggling my leg AND biting my lip: 

me: damn i really need some water from the cup on my desk but i’m too busy doing things. important things.

me, 15 minutes later, realizing i’ve not drank that water: wait. what do you mean i have adhd 

#wes babbles #many such cases of this behavior. vile. #my brain is a joke. it's a jester merrily jingling 20 bells at once in my direction and saying i will be happy if i add one more. #and don't worry i did get that water #and my doc upped my wellbutrin #can i get an f in the chat from the adhd gang out there

[anghraine]

This is unnecessarily long, but: I was just thinking about Wickham's predation on fifteen-year-old Georgiana Darcy and then, almost exactly a year later, Wickham's predation on sixteen-year-old Lydia Bennet.

There are obvious parallels between the two incidents. In fact, they're so obvious that I think the incidents are sometimes treated as equivalent, with the consequences only differing by happenstance. I don't think that's true, personally.

There are some mechanistic sort of differences—Wickham put a lot more effort and planning into the Georgiana situation. He wanted to marry her for her money and to make her brother suffer. She had to be isolated from people who would look out for her interests, he had Mrs Younge in place, he had known Georgiana as a child and was able to exploit his own previous kindness to her as her father's godson, etc.

And Georgiana, despite all of this, and despite being swept away by a teenage infatuation with an extremely attractive man, was still uncomfortable with it. She was worried about disappointing a brother who raised her and whom she deeply loves and admires. When her brother actually showed up by surprise, she decided to tell him everything; Darcy takes pains to give her credit for this. Adaptations generally downplay Georgiana's active decision-making here, but the only element of chance is Darcy deciding to go to Ramsgate at all. He insists that he was only able to act because Georgiana chose to tell him what was going on.

This isn't meant to be an indictment of Lydia, though. Does she admire the parents who raised her? No. But why would she? Especially why would she admire a father who treats her mother and sisters and herself with profound contempt and no sense of responsibility? Why would she ever confide in him?

It's not like Lydia doesn't confide in anyone. In fact, she too confides in an older sibling, her sister Kitty. And in one sense, her trust in Kitty is not undeserved. Kitty does keep the secret. Presumably, she does this because, despite her occasional annoyance with Lydia, she is very much under her influence and goes along with whatever Lydia does. Regardless, she is trustworthy in that sense. Moreover, we see at the end of the book that Kitty is easily improved by being placed in better environments and taught how to behave. She just didn't know better.

How was she going to judge Lydia's situation correctly? Who was teaching her to judge anything correctly? Certainly not their parents.

If Mr Bennet had bothered to interest himself in his younger daughters and try and influence them for the better, impressionable Kitty is probably the one who would have benefited the most. The whole Lydia/Wickham thing would have fallen apart before it went anywhere if all the girls had been been properly raised, even if Lydia did exactly the same things.

And Lydia likely wouldn't do the same things if she'd been brought up properly and, you know, treated with a baseline of respect rather than being openly mocked by her father, the person most able to affect her development. Instead, at barely sixteen, she's been continually rejected by her father, over-indulged by her mother, and flattered by adult men (28-y-o Darcy says he and Wickham are nearly the same age). And she still tells someone what's going on, even though she doesn't care about her parents' opinions or the consequences of her actions. And she was under the protection of a colonel and his wife at the time, who also could have told someone or acted, and didn't.

It's not that nobody could have done anything about the Lydia/Wickham situation. It's that nobody did until Darcy found out and tried to extract her. But it was, in one sense, too late. To Lydia, he's just some unfun acquaintance who says boring things like "go home to your family and I'll do what I can to cover for you." That is, he tries to do what he did for Georgiana.

But Lydia is not Georgiana—she did not choose to tell him about any of this. She did not want to be extracted because she didn't know and couldn't be quickly made to understand what marriage to Wickham would mean in the long term. And she didn't care what her family thought because she had no reason to, pragmatically or psychologically.

Georgiana, otoh, did care about her family's welfare and the good opinion and affection of the head of her family. But despite their radical differences in personality, the most fundamental difference between the girls IMO is that Georgiana had every reason to believe that disappointing Darcy and losing his respect would be a change from the norm.

Normally he is affectionate and attentive towards her. They write each other long letters, he defends her to other family members, and praises her frequently. Georgiana, quiet and intimidated though she may be, talks more when he's around. Disappointing him had actual stakes for her.

Put another way, the potential loss of his good opinion mattered to her because he's gone to the trouble of raising her as well as he can and forming a good relationship with her. She chose to tell Darcy the whole thing because he had earned her affection and trust in a way that Mr Bennet has utterly failed to do. Even Darcy happening to visit Georgiana at Ramsgate comes from his affection and attention to Georgiana's welfare, even if he couldn't have known what would follow from checking on his sister at that particular moment.

Chance is always part of life, and it's part of the novel and these situations. But a lot of how these scenarios wound out was not determined by chance but by long-existing patterns in these girls' educations and relationships.

#this actually spun off from a different post about the contrast between darcy and mr bennet #they're alike in some ways but it only makes the differences all the more glaring #and i don't think we see that more than in how they conduct themselves towards the young girls in their care #and in the drastic consequences of how they educate and relate to those girls #georgiana and lydia made choices but there's a point at which harping on choice!!! and personal responsibility!! doesn't have much value #and the contributing factors and context of those choices matter so much more #anghraine babbles #long post #austen blogging #austen fanwank #georgiana darcy #lydia bennet #fitzwilliam darcy #george wickham #mr bennet #catherine bennet #some unflattering references to mrs bennet but this is more of a mr bennet hate post :)

[patrickztump]

i think it’s cute the way the fall out boys would wear matching jackets with their band name on them like they're on their first family trip to an amusement park

#or tshirts with lyrics like they're fans of this band but hehe also we ARE the band #babble post

[down4denki]

Pantythief!Kirishima consumes my waking thoughts…

Because he’s such a sweet boy. The perfect guy roommate. You feel so safe and protected with your big, strong guard-dog guy friend sleeping next door to you. He’s relatively clean and appreciates every household task you do around the apartment. He’s respectful, never makes you feel uncomfortable when you’re walking around in your little pajamas in the morning sipping your coffee and watering the plants. He doesn’t bring random girls home ever… at first it was odd to you that a pro hero as cute at Eijiro never had one night stands but the more you got to know him you realized it just wasn’t a very him thing to do. He was just so good.

Except for the dirty little habit he’d picked up since you moved in.

You were just so pretty and trusted him so much. So sweet. Your cute little smile. Your soft hands. Your angelic voice. It was too much and as strong of a man as he was, it was too tempting.

He always noticed the cute little panties you’d flit around the house in on early mornings while you sipped your coffee and watered your plants. He knew every pair by heart. He loved the boyshorts most of all. The way they hugged your round ass, perfectly plump and toned… the way they rode up and wedgied between the two perfect fat mounds of your ass made his head fuzzy and his cock twitch in his boxers as he leaned against the counter and watched you bend to water a low plant.

After a long week of patrols and reports, his favorite day of the week finally came around. Wednesday was his day off, and even though he wanted to sleep in more than anything, he was not one to miss opportunity when it was given. You slipped into your morning shower at exactly 6:05, throwing off your oversized tshirt and a pair of lacy red boyshorts and dropping them into the hamper by the door. By 6:34 you are out the door and off to do your morning patrol. And at 6:35 the red lacy panties had found their new spot resting on Kiri’s face while he lay starfished in his bed, cock aching against his gray sweatpants.

He loved Wednesdays because he could take his time. He’d inhale your scent until he was dizzy, sometimes sucking on the slightly damp sticky fabric that had been pressed to your sweet little cunt only minutes prior… like he is right now. Groaning into the fabric. Hands twitching to reach for his rock hard bulge and free it from its confines. Brows furrowed in frustration and need as his spit mixes with the slick left on your panties from the night before… what had you so wet? Had you touched yourself in these? Were you thinking about someone? Was it him? He likes to imagine it was… your sweet little fingers slipping over that sensitive little nub, your other hand clamped over your mouth so your roomy doesn’t hear the lewd noises that threaten to spew from your lips…

His hips begin to buck into the air as he imagines you sitting on his face- his tongue delving deep into your needy, dripping cunt while he laps up your juices. He imagines how tight you’d clench around his fat digits as he stretches you and preps you for his ungodly-large cock- so big he’s sure your eyes would go wide if you ever finally asked for it. He imagines you begging for it. Begging for him to split you open.

He whines into the fabric now, unable to wait any longer as he frees himself from his sweatpants, cock rock hard and too heavy to stay upright and instead slaps his lower abs with a heavy thud as it springs free. He takes it in his hand, circling and swirling the tip with his finger like he imagines you’d do with your cute little tongue. He whimpers at the thought; a nasally, breathy sound as he imagines your eyes looking up at him as you taste him for the first time. You’re so fucking pretty like this, he thinks to himself.

His hand glides down his shaft, squeezing tight while his other hand massages his big, heavy balls. His breath becomes ragged as he strokes himself, replaying the sound of your voice over and over in his head. What had you talked about in your sleepy voice this morning while he poured your coffee? The trill of your laugh when the two of you laid on the couch late last night and watched crappy horror movies… fuck. He’s not going to last long…

It’s so good he can almost hear you calling his name right now… like an angel. His hand moves faster, taking the fabric from his face and fisting his cock vigorously now. He imagines the look of surprise on your face if he’d take you from behind while you bend to water a plant, just slipping his cock in and pulling your panties to the side. The feeling of your manicured nails digging into his forearms as you steady yourself and clench around his cock. The squelching sound your pussy would make as he fucked you relentlessly, all of this built up tension finally coming to fruition. And you’d want it too. You’d want him. Your pretty little pussy fluttering as it strains to take him but sucking him on all the same.

“Eijiro? You oka-….” You stop mid sentence as your eyes fall upon the sweaty, flushed giant of a man pumping his cock laid on his bed. His tip an angry red, veins bulging… your eyes go wide when you see how long and girthy he is. Could I even fit all that? You think to yourself, as his eyes open, a new deep shade of red flushes his cheeks. He takes in your shocked face… it’s exactly like he’d imagined it.

“Ah! I’m sorry! I just had a shoot this morning down the street… I told you that this morn-… are those my panties?” You say, going from embarrassed to confused.

Kirishima doesn’t say a word, his hand stilled on his cock as he looks up at you in disbelief. He doesn’t know what to do or say. He’s sure you’ll move out now. Maybe even get a restraining order…

“Kiri… you’re such a sweet little perv… you been stealing my panties like that this whole time?” You coo, taking a step into the room and his heart pounds so hard he might die. You notice the spit and slick coating his lips and chin, the wet spot on the red lace lingerie wrapped around his dick… “You wanna taste me, Eiji? I’ve been soaking through these ones since I saw you in those gray sweats this morning…”

#andthenhediesandgoestoheaven #yourpussyissotightyouhavehimwhimpering #hes drooling and babbling #fucking into you like he’s never fucked before #we also love virgin Kiri #all Kiri’s matter #i need him biblically #kirishima eijirou #bnha kirishima #kirishima smut #kirishima eijiro x reader

[queerpyracy]

thinking about mary shelley (aged 18) giving the creature's first murder victim the same name as her dad

#be nice to your kids lest they write a classic before the age of 20 and put your entire deal on blast for the next 200 years #not to be like hashtag relatable but i too was once an 18yo channeling raw unprocessed paternal baggage into my fiction #everyone on this site who's known me since high school: Yeah We Know #babbles #frnknstn tag