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sparkdoesart · 3 months

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So i made a train creature (not literally)

Heres this thing! It doesnt have a name but i made it while thinking abt infinity train aus

Its VERYYYY big but also extremely friendly

Its whole job was to be a rest stop for the passengers of the train but it wanted to do more than that. Now it spends its time gathering supplies like paint and toys or medical supplies for anyone who comes thru its train car. It lets the children paint on it and it helps people through their problems. Its very aware of what the train is and what it does for passengers. It also knows much of our terms, languages, and history because it always wants to know more about how it can help. Also it could scan your mind for information if it really wanted but it usually wont if youre willing to talk to it. It has been around for a long long time. It knows a lot and probably has also met the apex before. It has no care for making friends or romance or anything like that. It just wants to help people (denizens and passengers)

#hm #idk what else to say about it so #ill just leave it at that #woohoo #love this creature #my friend does too #its so so silly #its kinda inspired by some of the characters from poppy plytime?#the blue one #i liked how it moved #...#should i put this in the main tag?#yeah sure whatever #why not #infinity train #my art

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hofudlaus · 1 year

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Just finished netflixs Wednesday show and, spoilers ahead

I have mixed feelings about it, most of which I can look past n excuse since it's not really a type of show I enjoy normally anyway

BUT uhhh, can I just say,,,, it feels Very weird and Bad when,,, in the show thats all about, hey, monsters n weirdness should be accepted! That the big bad plot monster is like, made through trauma/torture (and is then controlled by the person who makes them) and its the only monster that's never shown any compassion??

Before the twist with Tyler being into all the murder, where, as far as we knew, he is a victim of abuse and manipulation(if not full on mind control?(idk I don't fully remember what the lore was)),,, he's still treated like he's evil??

#like im fine with wednesday doing that if that was just her character #but its more that the narrative seems to agree #he was evil just for... having trauma???#like i dont even like him as a character hes very bland.. but the evil thing feels so.. forced and gives very... mentally ill ppl r scary #its just.. a weird choice #also... yet again... media about Oh! monsters n outcasts.. n yet most the main cast is white n straight #idk if ill watch s2 but they better have enid x wednesday Or ace wednesday #i wont go into my oyher issues with the show #those r more just personal taste n nitpicks so im not gonna force ppl 2 look at those #wednesday spoilers #i guess #not putting this in tje main tag dont wanna make actual fans see this but will put the spoiler one in case any of my followers r watchingit #rambles #like sorry but dude was chained up in a cave n injected with poisons n shit??? he looked bloody n bruised too if i remember correctly?#not sure tho #but yeah... uhh.. wild choice

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joekeeray · 2 years

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Broken Camera

part one of the after dark series + read part two here !

pairing: Peter Ballard/Nurse!Female Reader

summary: The night shift at Hawkins Lab is usually boring, but one night, orderly Peter Ballard makes it a little more interesting. No one will find out… right?

warnings/extra tags: explicit smut, MINORS DNI, mutual pining, fingering, dirty talking, unprotected sex, rough sex, spit kink (ill see myself out for this one), choking, degrading I think, but also praising babes, first time writing him so be warned, shout out to the bestie @gothbitchshit for the summary and beta reading and thirsting with me <3 , edited by me and autocorrect

note: i am not immune to jamie bower// this happened because every spicy lab fic i read i was like pls mention the cameras being off alsjskjssjha Thanks for reading and enjoy!

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It was still early into her night shift. The children had all been put to bed, but there was no telling if any of them would need medical assistance or a visit to the nurses.

Her nights were typically quiet though, filled with paperwork left to her by the morning and afternoon nurses since they were well aware she had the time to do them. She became used to the solitude, and slow nights where her only interaction was with the clicking of the keyboard as she filled out reports or just sitting around reading a book one of the guards smuggled in for her.

This night though appeared it would be more eventful though as only an hour into her shift, one of the lights on the board beside her began to blink.

It signified that she was needed in whatever room the light was blinking indicated, which meant that at least for the first hour of her shift she could do something useful other than doing the work her coworkers didn’t want to bother with.

With her standard medkit in hand, she left the tiny office and began to walk down the eerie, bright halls toward the room that the blinking light had told her to go to. It wasn’t far, but it was just at the edge of her assigned sector and she had to pass through a guard’s station to be buzzed in.

She greeted the night shift guard with a tight smile, and his eyes fell over her body, taking in her obvious nurse’s uniform.

“Got a call?” He asked her as she pulled out her keycard and handed it to him so he could buzz her through to get to the other part of the building.

“Yeah,” she replied, “It’s not urgent, but at least it gets me out of that tiny office.”

He had chuckled as he scanned her card, and pushed the door open for her, “Well, have fun then Nurse.”

She nodded at him and took her card back before walking through the door and continuing her journey. She did wonder who would have needed her all the way over here, as the children’s rooms were on a separate floor, but a lot of people who worked at the lab also lived in it, so she safely assumed it was probably some scientist whose experiment went wrong and needed light medical assistance.

When she finally got to the room, she used her keycard to unlock it and pushed the large door open to reveal a lab like she figured it would be. The lights were dimmer in here though, which was odd as every room seemed to have those annoying fluorescent lights that buzzed.

“Hello?” she called into the lab, “It’s the nurse you called for, is everything alright? Are you hurt?”

She flickered the main lights on then, brightening up the room, and her eyes scanned the clean lab for her patient when her eyes fell upon someone standing by one of the lab tables. She blinked for a moment, recognizing the blonde haired man who stood there in an all white orderly uniform.

“Peter?” she asked, worry crossing her features as he must’ve been her patient, “Is everything okay?”

She was walking toward him, and he turned his head to meet her concerned gaze.

“I’m okay,” he told her, “I’m glad it was you who came though, I wasn’t sure if the room I chose was too close to the other night time nurse.”

She stared at him incredulously after her eyes flashed all over him in search of any visible injuries that she still believed she was here for.

“So there is nothing wrong?” He shook his head once, and smiled tightly at her as she crossed her arms and sighed, “Peter…come on, I have work to do. What if there’s an actual emergency?”

“You and I are well aware that you are on call right now, so any emergencies go to a nurse in a different sector,” he reminded you, then he tilted his and continued to say, “Besides, I just wanted to see you.”

Peter stepped closer to her, and she was quick to step away from him despite the warmth that had grown in her chest at his last statement. She tore her eyes away from him, saying his name warningly, as she searched for the inevitable camera in the room.

It was something she was always aware of since being sent here by the government to work as one of their many nurses on their Lab's medical team, and something she became very hyper aware of since meeting Peter Ballard, afraid that they would catch their lingering stares and passing smiles, and hand touches.

It was a few months ago when she was called to his bedroom on the rare occasion she got called in the night hours. He donned the burn marks of the tasers the guards and other orderlies would carry around on his neck, so it was clear he had broken a rule of some sort set by Dr. Martin Brenner and was punished for it, even when he was just an orderly. It had made her sick to her stomach.

They had been tender and red, and painful to the touch. He was so quiet, his blond hair mussed up and his face red with agitation and pain, and when he looked at her, he looked at her with hatred that wasn’t necessarily meant for her, but at what happened.

So, she was gentle with him as she possibly could be, applying the proper medication to his wounds and tending to him with precision. He had seemed to calm down in her care, his body that was once tense with anger and frustration turning calmer. It was when he had looked up at her as she wiped the blood off an open cut, and finally acknowledged that she was here where something seemed to have clicked between them.

Since then, a friendship had formed, and then, there was clearly something more there, something that had her yearning for him in a way she shouldn’t be, and she thought of him in ways a nurse shouldn’t think of an orderly and co-worker.

It was just as well because she knew the cameras were there, a man behind them always watching. In fact, one of Martin Brenner’s first words to the new hires was that there wasn’t one thing that went on in his lab that he didn’t know about, and it really stuck with her as she tried to find it in the room.

“If you are looking for the camera, it’s over there,” Peter had said, her eyes met his and saw he had nodded his head behind her. She turned her head, squinting her eyes a bit to see the camera sitting in the top corner of the room.

It surprised her that he hadn't seen it in her first scan of the room, and before she could turn around, she felt his hands gently grazing the small of her back. She tensed up at his touch, her breath hitching softly and nervously.

“The camera…”

“The camera is not on,” he told her as his hands gently moved upward, past her shoulder blades before resting on her shoulders, “Look…”

She looked closer at the camera, now realizing she hadn't seen the camera because the little red light that indicated it was on wasn’t shining. It was always the first thing she looked for as it always stood out when she’d scan the room looking for it.

Her head tilted and she asked, “How?”

“Does it matter?”

Peter’s lips were right beside her ear, his hypnotic voice paired with his thumbs that just barely touched the exposed skin of her neck sending pleasurable chills down her spine. She inhaled deeply, especially when his hot breath tickled her ear too.

“Y-yeah it matters,” she replied.

He chuckled, gently massaging her shoulders and enjoying the way her body was slowly leaning into his delicate touch, similar to the way his body had the first time they had met in his bedroom those months ago.

He had been dreaming of this since that day, and he knew by the way she’d look at him, how her eyes would linger on his lips before quickly turning away as the camera’s scared the ever living hell out of her. He imagined that she probably never even touched herself like he did, too afraid that the rooms that didn’t have cameras still did.

Today though, he was finally going to be with her in the way he knew she wanted, in the way that he wanted. It was just about convincing her now.

“I can’t tell you how the camera’s off, but I can promise you it is,” he told her reassuringly, but he could tell that she was still doubtful. He suspected she might be still, but that was okay, he could handle her doubt.

She stared at it closely, trying to see if there was any kind of trick of the light where the red light was on and someone was watching her right now, watching them, and watching one of his hands on her shoulders lower and rest over her chest where her heart was.

“Do you trust me?” he asked her, feeling her fast beating of her heart on his palm.

“Yes,” she told him up front, “But we…we can’t do this, what if…” Her words were swallowed by a quiet gasp as he lowered his hand then to grope one of her breasts over her uniform.

She wasn’t lying when she said she trusted Peter, if anything, she just didn’t trust the camera. Though she was aware that not every room had working cameras, it still made her nervous, but his hand felt so good on her.

She hadn’t been touched like this since before she took the job here in Hawkins, Indiana, and since it was Peter who was touching her in such a way, it made her body easily give in to his touch. She felt Peter press his bottom half against her ass, and her lips fell open with a soft sigh.

“What if what?”

She could practically hear the smile on his lips. He was teasing her with that question, and had his hand not been on breast and massaging it she would’ve told him something.

“The…door?” she asked him this time, and he replied that nobody is going to come in because it was an unused lab after all. She was still unsure, even as his hand moved to unbutton the top of her dress uniform, “Then we need to be fast- god what am I saying…”

Peter chuckled at her words, and was twisting her around so that her chest was pressed right up against his and he pushed toward one of the lab stations so that her lower back was pressing onto its edge. He loved the way she looked, her lips parted, and her eyes were so wide that he could see how dark her pupils had become with desire.

He snaked his hand up her skirt, and the cold temperature of his long fingers caused her legs to twitch apart. She was so warm down there, just like he imagined she would be, and he took in her quick paced breaths and the way her eyes kept shooting toward the camera again.

“It’s not on,” he told her as his other hand captured her chin to make her look at him. He smiled at her when their eyes met, “Just trust me like you said you would.”

Her lip swiped across her bottom lip as his eyes bore into hers, and a quiet moan slipped out of her lips as his fingers came into contact with her soaking cunt. He watched her expression closely, loving the way she bit her lip then, as if wanting to keep quiet.

“You’re so wet down there,” he told her, “I’ve barely even touched you, let alone been that close.”

“Peter please,” she said just barely above a whisper, gently bucking her hips into his hand.

“You’re a little too eager,” he said as he pushed the fabric of her soaked panties aside, “It must have been a while since you’ve been touched.”

Her legs shook as he pressed his fingers between her slick folds and she released a shattered breath that hit the edge of his face, and he said, “I doubt you’ve ever touched yourself while here, too scared of these pesky cameras. Am I right?”

“You-you’re-” her own words were cut off with a gasp when his fingers began to circle her clit. One of her hands flew backwards to grasp the table she was leaning on while the other grabbed his shoulder. Peter grinned, satisfied with that reaction, and he continued the circular motion.

“Answer me,” he told her, his own voice lower and very clearly aroused.

Her lips quivered, and she said breathlessly, “You’re right…god Peter.” She bucked her hips forward again, and he decided to sink his finger into her cunt. She was so wet that it was so easy for his finger to slide past her walls, and even his breath hitched.

“I thought so,” he replied, voice deeper and quiet so that only she could hear him as he began to pump his finger in and out of her at a slow pace, “It must feel really good then.”

She was nodding, and murmured, “Yeah, yes, it feels good.”

Her skin was growing hot by the second, and with every pump of his finger she felt this small coil in her stomach get tighter and engulfed in pleasurable heat. She threw her head back as he sunk in a second finger, and curled them inside of her.

“Oh my god,” she moaned, slightly louder than her previous moans. He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip then, relishing in the reaction he got out of her, and his eyes glanced over her parted lips where she was panting his name quietly.

That was when her moans were swallowed by his lips on hers, he was fast and rough, using his other hand to grasp the back of her head and forcing her lips to meet his. She was momentarily caught off guard by his kiss, but very quickly began to return it with the same intensity.

Their tongue and teeth clashed together in a bruising and almost inexperienced kiss, just wanting to get a taste of one another. She hummed against his lips as he moved his fingers faster in and out of her.

He drank her delicious moans that only got louder when his palm dragged across her clit with every pump of his fingers. Their lips were parted forcefully by him pulling her back, as he wanted to see the look on her face when she came.

Her hips were sputtering forward, and he felt her walls clenched around his fingers, and there was a slight pain on her scalp by how hard he was holding her hair, but it was very quickly forgotten as the coil in her stomach got tighter and tighter.

“Oh you’re so close, I can feel it,” he said to her, then tightened his grip on her hair when her eyes tried to close, “Don’t look away. Keep your eyes on me, I wanna see you when you finally come.” His tone was forceful, filling her stomach with a sort of excitement

His blue eyes were just as dark as his voice was, boring into her very soul and she was suddenly being pushed over the edge as the coil snapped and an intense orgasm washed over her. She let out a shattered moan as her body convulsed and her release flooded and soaked his fingers, making the filthy sound of him fingering her get louder.

Her hand gripped his shoulder tightly as he continued to fuck her with her fingers ever after her orgasm passed, and she whimpered, “Peter- I’m too- I’m too-” His fingers were back on her sensitive clit, and she almost cried out by the over stimulation.

Her hand released his shoulder and rather grasped his wrist, and that was when he stopped finally. She let out a long exhale, finally letting her body come down from that high.

“I’m sorry,” he said, though he didn’t sound very sorry, “You were just so pretty the first time you came I wanted to see it again.”

She laughed breathlessly, “Just give me a second…fuck.”

Peter released the hold on her head then, allowing her to have that second and she leaned onto the table as she came down from that intense orgasm he had just given her, probably the most intense one she’s had in her life to be honest.

“Mm,” Peter suddenly hummed, “You taste good.”

Her eyes lifted up after a few seconds to look at Peter, only to find him licking his own fingers that were just buried inside of her almost a minute ago. Her mouth nearly watered as she watched him slide his tongue over the pads of his fingers before sucking them into his mouth. His lips glistened with his own spit and her cum, and she was clenching her thighs together at the sight.

Peter’s eyes flickered back to her, still taking one of his fingers into his mouth. His eyes narrowed at her then, taking in her eyes that were still on his lips and he smirked.

“You don’t look like you believe me,” he said as he licked off the remaining cum on his fingers, “Unfortunately, there isn’t any more, but I think I know what to do.”

She half expected him to touch her again, and then stick his fingers into her mouth, something she wouldn’t exactly object to, but his hand was suddenly on the back of her head again, grasping at the strands there and forcing her to look up.

His other hand, the one that he had been licking and still covered in saliva, grasped the bottom of her chin and he said, “Open.”

She wasted no time in parting her lips for him, and he shook his head and said, “Wider.” And she listened, except she must’ve been too slow as he hooked his thumb into her mouth and forced it open. She hummed in surprise when he did so, but her eyes glossed over when he leaned over her to spit directly into her mouth.

It took her more by surprise than him shoving his thumb into her mouth, and while normally that idea might’ve made her gag it only made her whine with pleasure as she felt his warm spit dribble down her tongue and toward the back of her throat.

“Swallow it,” he told her, and she obliged, making sure to dramatize her gulp so that he knew she had done as told. He looked satisfied, his eyes lingering onto her lips, a bit of his own spit dripping off of the side. He looked completely enamored with her then, and she felt pleased that he was, but when he looked at her, she only saw this dark, mischievous look go over his features, and he was suddenly twisting her around so that the front of her body was pressed and almost over the table.

“I knew you were filthy,” Peter said, “All those sweet, innocent glances you’d send my way,” He laughed darkly, “No, I’ve seen the way you started to not button the top of your uniform, how you’ve opened those pretty thighs for me when I see you in the infirmary.”

He was hiking the skirt of her uniform up and grasping her underwear to pull them off of her.

“From the moment we met, when you put your chest in my face while you talked so softly and sweet, acting like you didn’t know what you were doing- I knew you weren’t what you seemed,” he said, “I just needed to break you- make you show your true self to me.”

He was undoing his belt then with one hand, and held his hard cock in his hand, letting out a raspy breath at the contact. He felt her try and back up into him, small desperate moans slipping past her lips. He spit into his hand, despite knowing that she was nice and ready for his cock, and smeared it over the tip.

“And I certainly did, I wish you could see yourself,” he said, placing his hand onto her thigh and squeezing the flesh there as he made her spread her legs for him so that her soaking cunt was on display for him, “So perfect, so ready to take my cock.”

“Yes, I’m ready Peter, please,” she was saying between her moans.

“Well, since you’re polite enough to say please,” he said, his voice slightly humorous, and teasing. He held her still, keeping her from wiggling her ass at him before he aligned his cock with her entrance, pressing the tip of it against her folds but not entering her yet.

His eyes rather went to the way her back was arching, and he clicked his tongue together, reaching forward to rest his hand on the small of her back.

“Very eager,” he muttered to her, before he shoved his cock inside of her with one quick thrust. She cried out, her hands gripping the edge of the lab station and he let out a suppressed groan as he felt her walls clenched around his cock.

She practically whimpered, her entire body vibrating with pleasure and arousal of finally being filled up by him. There was a only few seconds of her adjusting to his size before her body was pleading to fucked, before she was a mewling mess of pleas for him to move.

He removed his hand from her back, moving both to grip her sides roughly, sinking his fingers into the flesh of her outer thighs, and he held her still as he pulled out of her before he snapped his hips back forward.

“Take all of it,” he told her through gritted teeth, “It’s what you wanted, what you’ve always wanted. I know by the way you're taking my cock.”

He buried his cock inside of her again, causing another loud to moan to pass through her lips, “So filthy, so fucking filthy with how tight your cunt is around me.” He pulled out again, leaving her with only seconds of emptiness before filling her up again roughly.

She cried out, loving the way he felt inside of her, how his cock stretched her walls out and hit that spot inside of her just right with every thrust. Through pants, she was begging him to go faster, to just take her on this table right now, to make her his.

Her words were music to his ears, “Are you sure you can take it? Seems to me it’s been a while for you…”

“I can take it, I can take it,” she was telling him repeatedly as his hands gently rubbed the skin of her thighs, as if he was in thought and contemplating her words, “I can fucking take it. Please fuck me.”

Something clicked into his eyes at her words, and before she knew it he was leaning forward and reaching for her neck. His hand grasped around her throat tightly as he pulled backwards until her back was against his.

She gasped out of surprise, but it was quickly replaced by an array of moans and whimpers as he started to fuck her at a more merciless rhythm.

“God I wish you could see yourself, and maybe you can,” he said in her ear with a grunt as he rolled his hips into hers, “Maybe those cameras are on…”

She mewled, her eyes slightly rolling back as each pump of his cock caused shockwaves to grip onto her body, and she said something incoherent again, unable to speak because of how good he fucking her and the tight hold on her pulse, constricting her slightly of air.

“Oh, you don’t even care about the cameras anymore,” he growled into her ear, “I can feel your body shuddering at the thought of it, of the thought of someone watching this- watching me fuck you.”

“I-I can’t-” her voice was choked and refrained, and he tilted his head before laughing darkly and slowly releasing the hold on her throat and she gasped for air, but he didn’t let up with this relentless thrusts, causing her to cry out his name and then say something between her pants and moans that had him moaning too right into her ear, “Again. Do it again, please.”

He obliged, tightening his grip on her throat once again, tighter and tighter with every thrust, and with his other hand, he reached down, passing her abdomen before his fingers found her clit. Her body jolted when she felt his fingers there, feeling the pads of his fingers running over it and she jerked her hips forward.

She couldn’t breathe again, well just barely, her lungs felt like they were on fire and her vision began to black out from him very quickly bringing her to the edge. He was fucking her so perfectly and deliciously, holding onto her throat tight enough that had her eyes rolling back once again.

Her hands were reaching back, grasping the back of his hair like he’d done to her, and he let out a hiss of pain mixed with pleasure, not expecting her to do such a thing, but she didn’t let him go and he rubbed her clit faster.

He could feel her clenching down on him, her legs beginning to spasm and curse words were slipping from his lips as well as he pounded his cock into her, and she was getting gradually louder until she let out a final, strangled moan as the walls of her cunt fluttered around him and her body spasmed against him.

Peter thrusted into her a few more times before burying himself as deep as he could inside of her, allowing his own orgasm to come over him. He filled her up with his cum, his hips jerking forward as he grunted and held her in place until she milked every last amount of him.

“That’s it, take all of it,” he told her breathlessly in her ear.

Her body had gone slump against him, her hand falling from the back of his head and falling back to her side and his hips stuttering one last time before he dropped his head onto her shoulder, out of breath himself.

Peter continued to hold her, both of them coming down from their respective orgasms, and for her it was her second one, which had been more mind-blowing than the one before. She was still panting, and her legs felt like jelly. She was grateful he was still even holding her as she might’ve fallen to the floor or at least back on the station in front of her.

Instead, she leaned back onto him, feeling him press his lips onto the crook of her neck and kiss her almost tenderly in the aftershocks, and her eyes shifted toward the camera again.

“You didn’t mean that, did you…” she said breathlessly as he lifted his head up and kissed another part of her neck.

“Didn’t mean what?” he asked, voice slightly hoarse.

“The camera is off…right?”

Peter sucked in a tight breath, and when he exhaled he released a throaty chuckle as well.

“It’s broken…if it wasn’t somebody would’ve come in by now to stop us.”

She sighed, relieved even though the idea of it actually being on and someone was watching him fuck her into oblivion was arousing a few moments again. She didn’t want to lose her job here, especially not now when Peter Ballard was here.

She didn’t know when they would have time to do this again, if the camera would be fixed tomorrow or something, so she was the first to move away from him. He watched her curiously as his cock slipped out of her and she turned to face him.

“They can get the other night-time nurse,” she told him confidently, before she was falling to her knees before him. His head tilted, and then he licked his lips and smiled wickedly as her hands were moving to grasp him and he realized what she was going to do.

He moved his hand to her hair, and said, “I’m glad we’re both here at the same time. Truly.”

It was an odd thing to say, considering the things he had told her before, but something about it felt…sweet, especially with the way his blue eyes almost sparkled at the sight of her on his knees before him. She smiled sweetly up at him and said, “Me too” before she was leaning in.

#i fuck with the name peter ballard so im keeping it #peter ballard x reader #henry creel x reader #001 x reader #peter ballard imagine #henry creel imagine #001 imagine #peter ballard smut #henry creel smut #he has way too many names #stranger things imagine #lys writes saucy things #peter ballard #henry creel #001 stranger things #reader insert #female reader

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perpetuallypottytraining · 1 month

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(im the anon that said regression is not nsfw)

oh okay i get it kind of :thumbs_up:

do u talk abt potty training stuff on ur main age regression acc too or is it just this one? cuz if u do i might follow idk hehe

okay, I thiiiink these are the same person? Probably? Unclear. I'll answer both here, for clarity.

1 - No, I don't talk about potty training stuff on my main, not anymore. I moved those posts here a couple of years ago. The only content that's there are maybe some reblogs from other regressors.

2 - Okay, first of all, age regressors did NOT come up with those terms, nor do they have exclusive rights to use them. Those terms have been used by people for, like, ever. Parents calling their kids "little ones", family members calling out "littles, come over here!" to refer to any younger members, the obvious origins of "mom" and "dad" and their variants, and "caregivers" being tied to both people who care for babies, children, the elderly, and those with disabilities.

If anything, age players have more rights to the terms "littles" and "caregiver" in the context that we're using on this site. They're the ones who originated/popularized them. I know this because I was here, on this site, in 2016, when age regressors decided to split off from the sfw age play community, and there was legitimately tons of discourse about who had the "right" to those terms.

(who here remembers the chire and the other handful of communities that attempted to exclude anyone who liked the parental nicknames and the usage of the word "little" in their regression? I do. god, do I remember. this is the main reason that a lot of old regression blogs specify that they're "community free regression")

Second, I... don't? Tag anything here as ageplay? Everything here is just tagged with omo tags, then with assorted organizational tags - there is nothing here tagged with agere or ageplay - just posts that use the very vague term of "little" and the other term of "caregiver" within the post itself.

(which, I just feel the need to repeat, is a word that even normies use!! my own parents, aunts, and uncles call me and my cousins littles!!! Outside of that, "Littles" is a shared community term!! Littles and Caregivers, as we use them, originated from Dominant Daddy/Mommy and Little Boy/Little Girl - it's the gender neutral version!! Cg/L! Regressors are the ones who decided to keep it!! Because it's vague!! That's intentional!!)

But, yeah, you're allowed to feel your feelings, and, honestly, the fact that you're uncomfortable with the "playing grown-up" tag is something that I anticipated when I made that tag - that it might make people uncomfortable! But, I've been working on making my own boundaries and enforcing them, while not immediately catering to make other people comfortable at the detriment of my own comfort/space.

This is my blog. People didn't like when I put non-sexual omo on my agere blog because it helped me regress. That's okay, and even I became uncomfortable with it after a while, so! I made this blog! It's not my agere blog. It's my soft omo blog. It's nsfw and for adults only. And, only just recently, I decided to take advantage of those two facts and put some other nsfw posts here. I do not want to make yet another sideblog for the handful of "icky" posts I'd like to reblog, especially when this blog is already here.

A nice thing about Tumblr is that tags are now blockable, so if, for some reason, you wanted to follow me still, you'd still be able too view all my other posts while excluding that specific tag. Or you can block me, if you wanted to - you curate your own online experience, and I'll hold no ill will towards you for making sure that you're comfortable and safe.

As for saying thats someone can't be both an age regressor and an age player? Literally what are you talking out????? Huh???? Do you think that adults can't age regress and slip into the mindset of a child while also being capable of, while in adult headspace, in a consensual relationship, roleplay as a child for sexual gratification??? Those are two different things!!! Ageplay is roleplay, and as such, one is capable of adult things! Agere is someone slipping into the headspace of a child!! Healthy communication with one's partner makes it clear what's okay in one headspace and what's okay in the other!!!

I'm not even an ageplayer and even I know that it's possible to do both 😭😭😭 and I just read fanfiction and people's actual blogs!!

As for your sign off, um. Okay? I don't even interact with a.geredips posts and blogs.... even if they're very relevant to me and my regression! Not even with my main!! (I'm also very shy and timid and a bit scared to interact) And, on my main, if people who follow me start breaking people's DNI, I literally softblock or block them - if they can't follow people's boundaries, then they can't interact! I'm just one blog, and I doubt that if anyone wanted to demonize age regressors, they need any help from me - people who deliberately mistag are probably more than enough tbh.

Ageplay and age regression, like it or not, was cut from the same cloth - a cloth made out of a gradient from black to white, with shades of grey all in between. Like a baby blanket! Black/ageplay and ABDL on one side, white/agere on the other, with you and me and my friends and mutuals somewhere in the middle, all spread out across!

Plenty of adults don't think anyone should return to the comfort of childhood things, and look at the whole blanket with scorn and disgust. Cutting off more and more of the blanket, because you think that my grey isn't as palatable as your grey, is not going to change these people's minds. Both of us live in the grey zone, and I personally think that by accepting more of the grey, our baby blanket will be strong enough to handle anything - even and especially people who think our blanket should be torn to shreds.

#im not even an ageplayer.........#i just thought that those posts were Really well written!#ah well.#asks #long post

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autistic-katara · 6 months

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said this in the tags of a previous post from like 5 minutes ago but does anyone have any angsty / hurt/comforty zukka fic ideas they cba to write/want me to write? (bcz there are seriously not enough of those like how the fuck have i read like all of them on ao3 that interest me??? anyways conditions(?) for what i write under the cut)

i don’t like aus much so pls don’t include any (just a personal preference // canon divergence is one idm as much but don’t love)

when it comes to hurt/comfort it doesn’t have to be them comforting eachother (me personally i love those “hakoda finds out accidentally and zuko freaks the fuck out bcz fire nation homophobia but sokka’s just insanely embarrassed and hakoda’s a rlly good dad abt it” fics, also love the idea of iroh talking to zuko abt stuff or other members of the gaang finding out+talking abt it)

would prefer if it either included a focus on either queer stuff/coming out or outing/homophobia discussions/etc or mental illness shit (eg. zukos extreme daddy issues or shit like sh/suicide bcz fuck you i like what i like)

piggy backing off that i have no idea how to write mcd so pls don’t suggest it

am cool with making it zukki/suzukka instead of just zukka

the ship itself doesn’t have to be main focus of the fic i just want them in there

idm at all writing stuff that implies/references sex and i don’t really mind including actual sexual content but i’ve never written smut before and don’t wanna write smthn rn thats nsfw-focused so if u include that in ur prompt just be aware i might have to skip and imply the scene or i might not write it bcz yay writers block (it’s connected i promise-)

VERY happy to make either of them autistic and will probably write zuko like that anyway

PLEASE if u have an idea but think it’s cringe or weird or whatever just send it (on anon if u want) and if u have an idea but are not sure if it fits just send it with a disclaimer, i’d rather have a lot of bad ideas like what happens everytime i ask for bsd ideas than nothing bcz the eldritch horrors have maybe allowed me to write for the first time in ages and i rlly wanna put a fic out

please don’t be super vague i’m too autistic for that 😭

plz send the requests as asks, not a reblog or comment (just so i have them all in the same place)

sorry this was kinda long and idk if anyone’ll respond to this but yeah there’s srsly not enough of this kinda fic in this fandom (and i’m not even gonna mention how i wrote my kyoshi fic in april and it’s STILL the only fic like that abt her so what the fuck)

oh also yeah my ao3 is Raines_Adopted_Son

#zukka #atla #zuko #sokka #gay zuko #bi zuko #bi sokka #ao3 #fanfic #fic requests #atla fanfic #zukka fanfic

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sphxremint · 8 months

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(man this art is really old but im usin it anyway lol)

☆ Heya heya一it's me, Mint!

I'm the guy that does the funny draws (and music (and sometimes edits)).

Some of you have definitely heard that line way too many times before. Or some of you probably just know me as the Simple Yet Stupid guy. If you haven't seen me before, congratulations! You've successfully met "that guy" (me) for the first time!

This is my tumblr. I reblog stuff I think is neat and post art/music/stuff I like once every [unspecified time frame]. I dipped (sort of) from Twitter (ah, sorry一ECKS [X] as it's called now) like a year or two ago because some guy had too much fun ruining it. Now I'm here more often!

Right, this is an intro post. lemme get on that...

☆ cool things you should know

• I'm 19 (born July 4th, on MINT day. not whatever the hell independence day is. eugh)

• I'm aroace (certain of it now! we out here)

• I'm black (there's like no way to make this funnier it just is what it is)

☆ some other neat stuff

• I draw!

I'm definitely not consistent with it at all, but I'm trying, 'cause it's fun and I like doing it. I may be into a lot of medias too, but I'm mostly an oc artist, and it's a curse I will bear until the end of time

• I make music!

I'm also not very consistent with it, but I'm a bit less open about it... I do it for fun, really; though it's more of a personal thing compared to my art.

• My timezone is CST

...which is about UTC -05:00. if you need to know that. i know we all got varied timezones

• I'm very good at being inconsistent!

(such as basic punctuation and grammar. cause thats important. sometimes i'll actually use apostrophes and sometimes ill just completely forget mid-sentence. lmao)

☆ my 5 core interests

aka. The main things I like! I switch between the 5 of these on a whim. Be ready when it happens.

• Sonic The Hedgehog (he's just THAT GUY, yknow. just a guy who loves adventure. ultimate life forms and whatnot)

• Kirby (i'd forfeit everything for him. #1 blorbo living life)

• FINAL FANTASY (esPECIALLY XIII and XIV. but it's mostly XIV. two lalas ready for Dawntrail WOOO)

• Celeste (#1 game ever. i love everything about it so much, i naturally get my friends to play it. i'm also pretty good at speedrunning. smile)

• and anything osc! (though I'm mostly just in the "surface layer" of whatever the fandom is right now. bfdi, ii, boto, ppt2... funny shows go brrr)

☆ cool and awesome tags

□ #mint.txt = probably some random garbled text i spat out one night

□ #mintdraws = i sure do! and you should go look at it!

□ #mint.png = funny image included (not guaranteed)

□ #mint.mp3 = rarely use this but i still want people to know i make music

□ #mint.ask = because i get those. sometimes art, sometimes stupid funny stuff

□ #simple yet stupid = yeah its for those funny objects i talk about. i put this one here just in case

□ #mint's expoboard = i'm probably talking about one of my ocs

☆ and some extra stuff i guess

□ my sonas and stuff

if you need that

□ my carrd!

go read it cause most of my extra links (and contacts) are already there

□ my toyhou.se

Did you know I have a toyhou.se? because I never shut up about my characters, and sometimes people just need the Repository of Information. well... here it is.

Okay. I'll update this post more as time goes on, but... that's about it. That was probably like a read and a half. oops.

Remember: if you do follow me, you are (unofficially) officially consigning yourself to my presence and any stupidity and/or brainrot that follows.

...if that's cool with you. lmao =ᴗ=)b

(big shoutouts to the old pinned i had. you will forever be missed)

last updated: 01 / 15 / 2024

#i typed this all at like 2am in the morning auugh

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neon-junkie · 2 years

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Why can’t this be Love? - Chpt.9

Summary: You’ve never really fit in, despite trying, despite being on the cheerleading team, despite awkwardly socialising with the popular crowd. It’s not for you - these people aren’t for you. Yet, you don’t know how to escape! Do you continue following a dead end? Or finally break away?

The answer is made for you after your ‘date,’ a boy on the basketball team, bails on you, and uninvites you from some stupid basketball after party. Whatever, that’s fine. But what’s not fine is the agonisingly long walk home. Oh, in the dark, late at night!

However, your saviour finds you, and not only does he save you from walking home alone, but the conflicting feelings that you’ve spent the last few years with.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Cheerleader Reader

Reader Description: Reader is female and uses she/her pronouns. Not much detail is given about her appearance, other than she wears heavy eyeliner, and is clearly an outcast that is trying to fit in.

Word count: 2k

Tags: Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Slow burn, Awkward flirting, Drinking, Angst, Comfort, Generic High School Bullying, Denial of feelings, Feelings realisation.

[Chapter 1] [Read on AO3] [Chapter 10]

Notes: Sorry for the small delay in posting. I've been ill recently with ??? a virus ??? food poisoning ??? babygirl I have no idea, but I'm mostly back to full health!! This is a somewhat short chapter to build up to another juicy one >:3 Also, thank y'all for all the love and support!! I'm really happy to hear that I'm writing Eddie in character. I re-watched S4 whilst I was ill, so that's helped me get into his vibe even more. Also, that boy totally has ADHD, and I love that because omgsammeeee!!!

Chapter 9 - Fury

Swinging your backpack over your shoulder, you finally leave the house, storming around the corner to where Eddie's van is parked, waiting to carpool you to school. The grip on your shoulder straps are tighter than they've ever been, burning the fabric into ash as rage and fury consume your body.

Grounded - really? Fucking hell, how old do they think you are? Twelve?!

Eddie can sense your frustration as he notices you stomping over. He rolls the window down and calls out, "everything okay, Princess?"

"You're not going to believe this," you scoff, and climb up into his van, accidentally closing the passenger door rather aggressively.

Eddie doesn't seem to mind, too fixated on your current mood. He turns the music down and awaits your rant, which is visually bubbling over through your expression, bursting at the seems.

"I'm grounded," you scoff. Your eyes widen in bewilderment, in pure shock that they have the audacity to attempt such a thing! You turn and look at Eddie, ready to begin your unruly vent, when the sight of a bruise on his face causes your thoughts to sway far off track. "Eddie, your eye-" you point out.

"-It's fine, Princess," Eddie scoffs with a light wave of his hand. "I'm sure Jason's balls look much worse."

With a soft laugh, you reach across and place your fingertips beneath Eddie's chin. He allows you to tilt his head, analysing the blotches and light swelling just above his cheek bone from where Jason punched him the night prior. It's far tamer than you imagined, and can hopefully be covered up by his wild curls and choppy bangs.

Hopefully.

"Did you put ice on it?" you question, moving your hand away.

"Peas, Sweetheart. Ice is a luxury that this man cannot afford," he grins. Eddie's expression relaxes as he gestures to you whilst asking, "So, uh, back to the main plot line here?"

"...oh, yeah! I'm grounded," you scoff, returning to your previous enraged state.

"Grounded?" Eddie repeats with a raised brow and an uncertain laugh, as if he didn't hear your words right. "As in, mommy and daddy said you can't hang out with your friends tonight?"

"Exactly!" you practically screech, your hand flailing with frustration. "I am old enough to drive, and own a property, but they still think I'm groundable?!"

Eddie lets out a nervous chuckle, soaking in the situation. Shit, at least he has a minor advantage to practically living alone, forever ungroundable, let alone untameable! "Why?" Eddie ponders. "What happened?"

You take in a deeeeep breath, your eyes fluttering shut as you inhale, only for them to finally open once you've exhaled. Your bunched up fists flex out, and you rest them on your thighs as you attempt to steady your anger. "Where do I begin?" you say with a fake laugh, acting all sweet and innocent.

"So, my grandparents came over last night after school, and my parents told me to come home early that morning so I could see them. Well, I obviously missed that," you sigh, gritting your teeth as you speak.

Eddie remains silent, waiting for you to lead up to the breaking point...

"My grandparents didn't mind, but my parents did! And to make things worse, the School called, and informed them about the little altercation that I got into..." you mock, putting a babyish tone on through your exaggerated words.

"Shit," Eddie curses under his breath. His hand comes up to rub his face, and only now do you realise that the faint thumping sound in the background is Eddie's foot subconsciously tapping against the floor.

"Yeah, shit indeed," you nod. "They made it clear that they're 'not mad at me,'" you explain with hand quotation marks, "but I did 'assault a girl,' which is the main reason why I need to be 'punished.'"

"Assault? Punished?!" Eddie scoffs, feeling nothing but empathy and rage. He shifts about in his seat, and takes in a swift deep breath, calming his nerves before he can consider storming back into your house and cursing your parents out. "Britney started on you, babe. Do your parents-"

"-yeah, they know exactly what happened," you interrupt, knowing exactly what Eddie was about to ask. "But they said I should have 'walked away.'" you explain with another set of hand quotation marks, and a mocking tone.

Eddie sucks in another deep breath as his fingers strum against the steering wheel, processing your wild turn of events... and it's barely 7am! "Walked away, huh?" Eddie ponders with a slow nod. "I don't mean to be rude, but uh... aren't your parents a little out of touch?"

"You're tellin' me," you groan. "I mean, my dad did try to argue that I was only defending myself, but my mom is the ruler of the household..."

"Ah," Eddie nods. "As much as I love non-traditional values, it seems that this hasn't been in your favour."

"Yep," you throw your hands up into the air in frustration, although you're no longer seeing red after venting to Eddie. Who knows? Maybe you'll replace Miss Kelly with Eddie, seeing as he's somehow calmed your anger faster than she ever has - as much as you like her!

Another deep sigh trails from your lips, and once you're somewhat perked up, you question his little joke, "non-traditional values?"

"Yeah, you know," Eddie explains with a wave of his hand. "The woman stays at home to cook and clean, whilst the man goes out to earn money, and fuck other women on the side. That kind of shit," he shrugs, and decides that it's time to get a move on. His van rumbles to life, and Eddie's hand finds the clutch as he begins the pesky journey to school.

You let out a soft laugh, shaking your head in the progress. "So, you'd be fine swapping roles? Cooking and cleaning whilst I go out and make all the cash?"

Eddie snickers with you, "you haven't seen the state of my trailer, Sweetheart."

"You're right," you nod, dreading to think of the unruly mess that his trailer must be in. Well, his uncle's trailer. Surely his Uncle isn't as much of a bum? Eddie, however, looks like the type to live in piles of clutter.

Maybe he'd tidy up, just for you?

"I was... uh," Eddie pauses, and pretends to focus on the road, shifting in his seat. "...I was going to invite you over later, but I guess mommy and daddy don't want you hangin' around with bad boys?"

"Eddie Munson," you chuckle, "you are far from a bad boy!"

Eddie clutches his chest in shock as his mouth gapes open, ever-so-offended at your words! "I'm not a bad boy?" he scoffs. "B-but... my taste in music? And my Satanic style? And I even grew my hair out?!"

The anger that was bubbling in your veins has settled down, and warmth swells up in your chest as you burst out into laugher. "See!" you point. "You are such a sap, Eddie!"

"You think so?" Eddie questions as he raises his brow. He grins when you nod in agreement, and lets out a theatrical sigh. "Phew! That's the image I was aiming for!"

Again and again, you find yourself laughing along with Eddie Munson, Hawkins lead Satanist, the man that brings fear to all with his puppy dog eyes and cheesy smile. How anyone can portray him as a devil is beyond you. Yet, they don't know the real Eddie, or Eddie at all!

Once your laughter has calmed down, Eddie speaks up again. "Seriously, I was going to ask you ou- over! I was going to ask you to come over tonight," Eddie sheepishly chuckles, and mumbles something under his breath about not being awake yet.

"I can't tonight," you shrug, pursing your lips in annoyance.

Eddie ponders as he slows his van down, pulling up to the School's drive away. "Ten points per student?" he questions, vaguely gesturing to the students walking on the path.

"Twenty if they're in our year," you giggle back.

Eddie wickedly grins as he notices a certain someone walking up the path, and rather than doing everybody a favour by running her over, he, instead, honks his horn. Britney, that bitch, jumps higher than the moon at the sudden noise, and tears begin flowing from your eyes as both of you burst into laughter.

Britney knows damn well who's just scared her soul out of her body, (if she even has one,) seeing as Eddie's van is well recognisable. An angry scream can be heard in the distance, "freaks!" which only makes you and Eddie laugh harder.

Parking is a challenge, considering Eddie can barely see through his glossy vision, even after multiple attempts of wiping away his laughter-induced tears. Finally, the engine falls silent, and his curls bounce as he turns to look at you.

"You could sneak out," Eddie wildly states.

You scoff at his suggestion, "not a chance. Have you met my parents?"

"Not yet," Eddie mutters under his breath. His leg begins subconsciously bouncing, and Eddie's fingertips find his rings as he fidgets with them. "How about I sneak in, then?"

Again, you scoff. This isn't a movie, or one of his silly D&D campaigns. A plan like that would never work! There's not a chance that Eddie can sneak in, and if he somehow manages it, he'll be discovered within seconds, seeing as you can't control your laughter around him!

"Still not a chance, Eddie," you sigh, wishing it were possible.

"Your window faces the front of the house, doesn't it?" Eddie queries.

Your eyes narrow suspiciously, "how do you know that?"

Eddie waves his hand through the air as he brushes you off, "I like to watch you sleep, but that's besides the point. There's a flower fence below your window, and little do you know, I'm Hawkins champion at flower fence climbing," Eddie proudly states, and gestures to his unmistakable flower fence climbing build. Clearly he was made for a challenge like this!

Your hands meet your face, and a deep groan escapes your lips as you question Eddie's little game plan. "It's doable," you agree, "but if we're caught, then my parents will turn you into Hawkins most wanted man."

"I'm, uh, pretty certain that I also have that achievement," Eddie says with a wink. "But I'm only going to break in if you want me to."

Your hands cross your chess as you play every scenario out in your mind. Eddie is vaguely likely to be caught climbing the fence, but what concerns you the most is how loud you two are when together. You're constant giggling messes, who struggle to keep the noise down, even more so when tension is running high.

You're bound to get caught, but then again, what if you don't get caught?

What if Eddie romantically sneaks into your bedroom, and spends the night monging out with you?

Do you really want to take the risk?

"Fine," you sigh in agreement. "But I won't be able to bail you out of prison when you get caught."

Eddie shrugs, his curls bouncing with the movement, "That's fine, just visit me from time to time!"

With that, and the sound of the School bell ringing, Eddie springs out of his van, and rushes around to assist you out of the passenger's side. As you take Eddie's hand, climbing down from the totally-not-steep step, Eddie asks, "Does six work for you?"

"My family has dinner at six," you groan.

"Seven?" Eddie suggests.

"Seven, it is."

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ocarinaofpride · 9 months

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fucked around and assigned mario kart mains for some ff7 characters. ill do more if anyone truly wants it but here we go

ill explain these as shortly as possible here so bare with me. if these dont make sense im sorry

- these arent chosen by stats mainly just by Feeling . my gut feeling

- characters are mainly chosen bc of how they act/who i think they’d like. I feel most confident in those ngl

now that those 2 main points have been stated ill just. ramble on about my thoughts for this:

sephiroth would cry and throw up over rosalinas backstory so of course he’d main her. why wouldnt he. thats their girl they love her so much

(not in a weird way need to preface that)

mashing other hcs in here as well I think seph would dabble in playing videogames in general, so they’d kinda care about stats? but not too much. theyre not like rlly rlly serious about mario kart but when they are He’d have a completely different loadout lol.

genesis would absolutely not gaf about stats he just chooses what represents him most or some other bullshit reason like that. king boo bc hes a KING , fire motorbike because hes COOL, and bowser glider because hes SUPER STRONG!! pretty straightforward. he would be horrible at mariokart btw . he normally falls into 6th place or under

hes such a sore loser he blames every single bad thing on everyone else he plays with EXCEPT himself

zack is so obviously a yoshi guy that i didnt even have to think about it. he’d love yoshi!!! so ofc hes gonna play as him!!! likes the buggy and glider bc it looks funny.

genesis gets pissed off over the fact zacks better at mario kart than him. how could I get beat by a guy with THAT loadout? Unbelievable . hes just super jelly of his awesome skills

id feel like angeal would want to make his loadout match, he’d choose matching vehicles and tires as much as he can. Yes he chooses the mercedes benz No i will not explain this you just have to get it. Also! yeah he plays as himself. Self explanatory i think he just would play as his mii. He’d be alright at the game, not too good not too bad.

LAST ONE!!! cloud. he chooses toad not only to annoy everyone else but also bc zack said toad reminds him of cloud and he forever stuck with it because of how absurdly dumb that is. OF COURSE he’d choose the badass motorbike with a black and gold glider. all bc he thinks it makes him look cooler, despite being a TOAD MAIN… whatever . he plays this game so much, yet has the worst fucking luck EVEERRR. he would get red shelled 4 times in a row and then slip on a banana peel as he gets struck by lightning back to back

would they all play with eachother? maybe. genesis and sephiroth cannot play competitive games with eachother because they always end up fighting the entire time but other than that im SURE THEYD ALL HAVE A GREAT TIME… hopefully

anyways i apologize for the length of this post i put a lot of thought into this can you tell. im trying to get used to sharing my own headcanons publicly 😭😭😭 scared to tag this but whatever.

#genesis rhapsodos #zack fair #sephiroth #cloud strife #angeal hewley #ff7 crisis core #droplets of sweat forming as i add these #lets hope i dont delete this one #dont tag this as ship. adding this just in case ok

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b3achysurfur · 5 months

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yo hey logang member here

just wanted to lyk i actually dont care if you dislike logan, i have characters i dislike too like thats ok i just feel like this all turned into petty drama that wasnt needed 😭 i disagree with some stuff you said (like that one comment about understanding how logans parents didnt want him) but i guess i just wanted to clarify i myself dont have any true ill intent towards you i just think this whole situation is kinda stupid and wanted to clarify that so have a nice day ig- i blocked immediately because i didnt want to see more drama but here i am lmaoo

i personally like logan because he contributes to the group, keeps a level head in tough situations(like standing up for barons other victim) and can make a decision under alot of pressure (like shooting the phantom) and i think he has alot of potential but feel free to debate

hi , idk what happened but the logang has started interacting with me again. did someone make a post or did y’all js get curious? I genuinely wanna know 😣 but you guys are welcomed here !!

um but yeah I agree. thing is I never started this account to troll or start drama/discourse. the account was so that I could separate my main and sbg content and it’d be more organized. I had been posting Logan hate before hand, and a lot of ppl found my posts funny/agreed so I just continued it here. you guys just got rlly mad for no reason. I get that some of the jokes I made were a little harsh, but at the end of the day it was never that serious. I do apologize if I stressed anyone out, but this whole thing is so silly. I’m use to bigger fandoms being more aggressive, and even the sbg TikTok fandom is pretty blunt, so I didn’t think you guys would take my jokes so personally. but you live and you learn.

also I appreciate you being so kind! I understand that many ppl just blocked me bc they didn’t want to waste their energy on smth silly / js assumed it was bait content. which is totally fair! like I’ve said in other posts, I have no ill will towards anybody I’ve interacted with, regardless of how the conversation we had went down. If I’ve said smth that’s upset you, my dms are always open to chat or js tag me in a post/comment and I’ll talk with you. Sometimes I can be a bit rude, but I promise it’s not personal at all. The only person I hate is Logan fields. Not you guys. Even if your a logang member (funny y’all took a liking to that name btw 😭).

I will continue to post Logan slander, and I can’t promise that I’ll tone my content down all the way, so if that’s not for you then you’re welcomed to block me or the Logan hate tag. I use like the same 4 Logan hate tags so it’s not gonna be a sneak attack. Also even though I post logan hate, I AM ALWAYS OPEN TO DEBATING. I’m very open-minded and will change my opinion if you make a good point that I can’t refute. I just have not run into anyone who could do that yet.

okay now for the fun stuff. You said you like Logan because he contributes to the group, but I disagree. I feel like Logan has contributed least to the group. When you say “he keeps level-headed”, I feel the opposite. Logan is very shy and timid, and he gets scared very easily. Logan is very easy to persuade and intimate, which is why he got bullied in the first place. Although he stood up to Barron, he wasn’t level headed at all. He was clouded with rage (which in part has to do with the phantoms) but shows he cannot control his emotions well. In many offical arts + earlier chapters, Logan is seen crying / hesitating constantly. Yes he has a reason to be terrified, but you cannot say he is level headed. Especially compared to everyone else. I’m not sure how I feel about him being able to make decisions under pressure. I think Logan is good at analyzing situations. Thats why he was able to come up with multiple theories about the phantom world. But I feel like in order to say he makes good decisions under pressure, he’d have to actually put these decisions into action. Logan is still very hesitant though and I don’t want to base his character off of one scene, especially because I’ve talked about why I feel like that scene was a cover up and not genuine. Most of the time Logan follows the instructions and commands of others. He actually buckles under pressure imo. like when they were fighting before getting the car, Logan would’ve never mentioned he was scared if Tyler had not spoken first. He would’ve just followed everyone else due to peer pressure. Logan always acts second. I honestly believe if he had saw Aiden on the roof he would’ve never even considered using his gun because he avoids situations that have a lot of pressure and responsibility. So no, I don’t believe Logan makes good decisions under pressure. Again that’s just my opinion and I’m down to talk about it more! but if you do want to debate pls js reblog this or put another ask in bc the comment word limit is so annoying 😭

#sbg #school bus graveyard webtoon #logan hate #i hate logan fields.#logan slander #school bus graveyard #schoolbus graveyard #sbg (webtoon)#fuck logan #logan fields #pls keep asking me questions guys I love talking 🙏

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tboy-insanity · 8 months

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i should probably make an actual intro post on this blog instead of just pinning the messy one i made on main so-

hai! i’m ryan. my main account is @autistic-katara and this is a sideblog to idk, post whatever i don’t feel comfortable posting on main (either that or i’m just gonna shitpost a bunch but we’ll see).

so basically this blog is for me to vent, be way more horny than i am on main, or post things i think might cause too much drama or smthn if i posted them on main (or again, shitposts // there might be other stuff too idk)

so yeah other stuff if u don’t know me from my main blog:

my pronouns r he/him

i’m jewish (ethnically and religiously)

i’m scottish (don’t think that’ll have any relevance but i don’t want use assuming i’m american or english so)

i’m almost definitely autistic (currently on the waiting list but like half the ppl i’ve ever spoke to have been like 🤨♾️🌈⁉️ + idk what else it could be so)

i’m (obviously) trans(masc)

i’m chronically ill (cfs)

and uhh yeah i can’t think of anything else to put in here if u think of smthn lmk :3

also if i make any vent posts i’ll be sure to tag them w/ the trigger/content warnings i think r needed but if i make any and miss one pls tell me :]

#intro post #sideblog #:3

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elaichoi · 9 months

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the v v v first time i saw ur acct was when u had the yeonjun prive alliance layout ^3^ those reincarnation aus made me saur emo T^T

i luv that for u agghh<3 not that there's anything wrong w it,but i find it most satisfying when ppl get into kpop from kpop-genre songs rather than western-sounding kpop songs lol my first kpop artists were b2st (highlight) and t-ara hehe

mhm yea mayybbe! i know 100% why i don't post them and its cos i used to be consistent w posting on both kpop & personal socmed accts but mental health happens and i kinda stopped bc numbers make me want 2 cry lmfao

except im slightly less mentally ill since that time now and yk i actually genuinely do rlly want to start all my socmed accts up again but im putting it off bc im a bit of a perfectionist and so im lazy to be doing all dat... all of nothin :D don't call the orderly i'm fine ^_^ /lh

2019-21? ah probably not then i'm pretty sure i was in and out of the school roster (pls tell me if i am oversharing/trauma dumping/crossing any boundaries bc i genuinely do not know i no longer have any social skills T_T /gen /srs)

hm i'm not sure tbh i only followed the one 😭😭 i haven't been on wattpad in a long ass time and i remember i tried seeing what wattpad was like nowadays and was v disappointed w the ads and paid stuff (i think i don't remember). booooo 👎👎

omg wait that's so cool aaaaah!!! i changed my user a lot so i honestly could not tell u bc i have goldfish memory ;__; i do remember i had a user like taempons(_) i think it had an underscore idk don't remember but i changed it (kinda wish i saved it ngl) and oh one i do remember was peachyjihoons (my wannaone phase lmao) but yeah im pretty sure my most recent user was some based on some tumblr shit like svnshine or something idfk 💀💀

u are already a talented writer save some for the rest of us 👺 /j if u could also draw u would be too powerful 👁️👄👁️

omg THAT WAS MY FIRST LAYOUT TOO!! this account isn't that old tbh i still haven't gotten the feel of writing smuts as of yet that's why i havent been much active on it BUT WAIT REINCARNATION AU?!? from my main???

DUDE I LOVE B2ST!!!! and t-ara!!!!!!!! i really got into kpop slowly because i fell for kdrama at first (found replay in one of the kdrama edit lmao) so like my music journey has been very, very kpop ish. i think the global influence in most of kpop songs started to become mroe prominent during 2018?

bro i get you like the fear of starting the stuff you love because you feel like you won't be able to give it all and starting it and feeling it like you're gonna disappoint yourself. i hadn't started anything since like 2017 until recently because i was scared i was gonna stumble, or it won't be good ( well mostly that) or i won't be able to finish that. me and my bff still has this one project we started around like 2018 lmao we both still haven't finished it or picked it up bc we developed the idea sm and got so close to it that we fear writing it now.

not OVERSHARINH I WANNA KNOW!!! NO but like FR wattpad went through the biggest glow down IVE EVer seen like. it's legit LEGIT inhabitable. like at first you take away the newsfeed?!? like how am i gonna pine over other accounts now?!? and then everything became paid and shit like wtf is that?!

omg i wonder if I ever saw you on my explore page or tags bro fr this is so interesting my ig handle has always been one tbh it's @celestialsoo ( my intense love affair with kyungsoo era) like since the dawn of the day.

YOU LIE!!!!! i wish i could fr draw tho i want to draw my muses :///

#love mails from my beloved anon!

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maskyartist · 3 years

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*pokes in* hear me out super fast just hear me out.

ace attorney cloqwork au.

i'll think more on character roles n how it'd all work but i know for a fact i want oz as edgeworth n qrow as phoenix cause the drama....the tension....

like yall...think about it...✨unnecessary feelings cloqwork edition✨

#masky says #this is for me and me alone literally just me #cloqwork #sure yeah ill put it in the main tag why not #i have no fear tonight #i want ruby as trucy but i also want summer as mia so im at a crossrode here #tho ruby as maya is also really good because silver eye warrior passed down but instead of silver eyed warrior magic its spirit channeling #im thinkin im thinkin im workin my mind so hard rn #also like one of the ozma reincarnations as von karma #glynda as fransiska too like gimme sibling vibe oz n glynda

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tojivu · 2 years

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msby boys when you kiss them for the first time

a/n hi. drabble(-ish idk) becauseeee yeah!

warnings/tags FLUFFF WOW!! shocking, includes mbsy main 4, sha’s brain malfunctioning, gn!reader, sha being soft for msby

SAKUSA KIYOOMI stares at you, wide-eyed and shocked. he swore he was dead for a moment—his heart had skipped a few beats. you were just bidding him goodbye after another date, and he was dropping you off at your house. as you both approached the front door, you suddenly grabbed his wrist and gave him a quick peck on the lips. not really a kiss as most would call it—but still, anything you do to him makes his face flush and his heart stop.

“just go home already, it’s cold out here.” he rushes you after you pull away from his lips, trying oh-so-hard to hide the grin creeping up on his face.

MIYA ATSUMU pulls you back in for another kiss. he was secretly hoping for the past week that you’d kiss him first—he wasn’t sure if you were ready to be that close yet. and when you finally do, man is ecstatic. the tips of his ears turn a bright red, and as soon as you pull away, his hands are reaching for the sides of your neck, behind your ear. his lips are warm against yours—a very big contrast to the cold snow falling on top of your heads. not that you would complain, you didn’t really like the cold that much.

“you should’ve kissed me earlier,” he frowned as you waved him goodbye, a slight smile on your face.

BOKUTO KOUTAROU shortcircuits. he’s frozen, as if he was trapped in ice—and when you pull away, he’s in the same position as he was before you even kissed him. “kou?” you raised an eyebrow. maybe it was too cold for him that he froze, you thought that he put on too little scarves anyway. he realises what had just happened, and it’s times like this where he wished that he read that wikihow article on how to kiss your significant other—he thought that he would be a natural at it. but when it came to you, he’s frozen, you make him shortcircuit in the best way possible—he doesn’t know what to do when you’re so close to him.

“i’m sorry, i’m fine, i swear.” he’d smile at you, and you sigh in relief because you can tell he didn’t hate the kiss—the crimson colour on his cheeks tell you everything.

HINATA SHOUYO melts. he literally feels his knees go weak, threatening to make him fall any second. no words can describe how elated this man felt. perhaps he’s being too dramatic, but he felt like he was going to faint when your lips met his. he’d loved you for a long time, and you’d never gotten this close to him before. so when you do, he’s melting away at your touch. you’re lucky he didn’t pass out then and there, if not there’d be some serious issues at the hospital—and how you would’ve had to explain to them that your boyfriend fainted because you kissed him.

“i did not.” shouyo argued as you asked him why he almost fell when you pulled away, refusing to admit that he’s so weak in front of you. you knew that fact too well though, hinata was never good at hiding things.

I HATE THIS SO MUCH nothing comes up in my head when i try write fluffy stuff…. lmk your thoughts on this tho if yall like it ill try n do more — 051221

# recent — hq boys love language <3

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #sakusa x reader #sakusa fluff #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto koutaro #bokuto koutarou x reader #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu fluff #atsumu miya x reader #hinata shouyo #hinata x reader #hinata fluff #hinata shouyo x reader #haikyuu fluff

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