#//again PLEASE don't use this as an excuse to harass anyone

[killerlittlerejects]

Why I No Longer Support Anton Morrow Or Blessed Be The Wicked

Okay, we're finally doing this. As always: Do NOT harass anyone involved. This is not what this post is for.

So, this has been a long time coming. I know I keep repeatedly saying that I don’t wanna cause drama but at this point? It’s not even a drama anymore. There’s a glaring issue that’s been circulating the fandom for a while, and up until now, people have either been ignoring it completely or are too scared to say anything at all — which is understandable. I’m frankly scared to be finally making this post. But with most of the fandom beginning to speak up on this, now is a better time than ever. 

You’ve all most likely seen my latest, very angry, Jeff rant post, and some of you might have already put together as to who it was about: Anton Morrow, the creator of Blessed be the Wicked.

If any of you remember the whole “mistype” situation that happened in 2024 revolving around BBTW, you already know I have gotten into a bit of a spat with him before. Then it was all cleared up, and we were chill. But now, with all that’s been happening, I’m starting to question that situation as well.

When it comes to creepypasta, you gotta acknowledge and respect both sides of the fandom, because more often than not, they tie together. Anton, however, doesn’t do this at all, creating a space where people feel unsafe and uncomfortable like they have to walk on eggshells. 

We are not mad at the fact that you are trying to make BBTW horrifying, grotesque, and realistic. In fact, a LOT of people were hyped for your project. No, we’re mad that you have to be an asshole about it. Shaming anything that doesn’t fit into your view of what a character SHOULD be, hating on the fandom way more than you claim to love it, villainizing characters that should not be villainized, like Jane, who’s a VICTIM of Jeff, not doing proper research (apparently not knowing that Clockwork was an SA victim despite her being your “favorite character”), being a fucking hypocrite (hating shock value yet using it in your work as well), and most of all, claiming to be bringing back the old roots of Creepypasta when you don’t even understand or know what those roots are. 

This fandom has ALWAYS been cringy, weird, and unrealistic. I mean, we have a tall faceless man in the woods, a magical black and white clown, and a guy whose skin turned completely white because of BLEACH. This fandom was never realistic! 

You can only use the “I mistyped” or “you all misunderstood me” excuse so many times.

Are you telling me you didn’t mean ANY of this?

Like, if I recall, David Near’s, MBK’s, Pastra’s, AND Ekatlani’s Jeff’s are NOT soft boys at all. But you refuse to acknowledge that, don’t you? Because even if they are closer to what you claim to be looking for within a Jeff rewrite, you still hate them because they weren’t what YOU THINK the character could be. 

But somehow, that’s not even the worst part. No, the worst thing has to be what you’ve done to Leech. Characters change, I understand that. My personal gripe with her not being the character I initially was excited for anymore is just my personal bias. What’s NOT, however, is the relationship you’ve put her in with Tyrant. 

Now, I’m all for toxic relationships. I’ve written them myself, but this? This is straight-up fucking grooming. It’s non-consensual, and you straight-up called Tyrant PREDATORY. 

And the fact that you tried to edit your post to hide what you said first tells me all I need to know.

Not to mention, you continuously like to bring up how much YOUNGER she is than the other two (Context: She's in a poly relationship with Tyrant and a character named Marc)

This goes past a toxic relationship, this is straight up fucking CREEPY. You admit that Tyrant is using his VICTIM, cause that’s what she fucking is, as a way to feel like he’s not all the negative, that “he deserves love.” No. Just no. 

I’m disappointed. Tired, angry, and disappointed. I thought you were a cool guy, Anton. I thought all of you were cool. I was genuinely excited for Blessed Be The Wicked, as I’m sure a lot of the fandom was. But you showed your true colors the moment your project began to get popular. 

Not so politely, fuck you. And if all you can do is complain about is the fandom having fun, fuck off. 

[gremlin-girly]

Late Night

Pairing: Bucky x gn!reader (with one use of "doll")

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, mutual pining, Bucky crushing on you HARD, sleepy reader (again), friends to lovers, pet names (doll and sweetheart), a hint of angst bc of past trauma, mentions of past trauma (winter soldier), cuddling

Summary: After another late night at work, you refuse to let Bucky down and insist on still coming over to watch the movie you've both been trying to arrange a viewing of for the last few weeks. However, five minutes in you find yourself falling asleep...

Word count: 689

Not beta'd. Written this morning. I do not give permission for my work to be translated, reposted or fed into an AI machine.

A/N: I thought of this a while ago. Am I procrastinating the final installment? Yes. 🫠 I spent two hours editing it yesterday and have found something I don't like and want changed 🙃 oh well.... it should be out by the end of this week sorry Mel

And in typical Friday the 13th fashion i have slept 4hrs, forgot to book my taxi and there's a spider currently scuttling the floor and harassing me. Please send assistance 🥲- Love, Grem x

Masterlist | Busy Morning w/ Steve | The Bucky Barnes Collection

It's said that when animals feel safe around you, they fall asleep near you. Although Bucky wasn't surprised you'd fallen asleep (you'd been working so late recently it was understandable), he was surprised when your head hit his shoulder and even more surprised when you nuzzled against him.

His heart jackhammered painfully in his chest as he tried to control his breathing. He glanced down to where you'd taken residence against him, your soft cheeks pillowing you from the hard muscles in his shoulder. God, you looked perfect even when you slept.

Bucky's heart strings seized as he smiled down at your sleeping form. You felt safe around him. The Winter Soldier had killed so many people and had been a danger to everyone. Everyone was, at least in Bucky's mind, rightfully fearful of him or at least worried about him "snapping".

Everyone but you, it seemed.

When he'd first met you, you'd greeted him with a warm smile and a quick handshake. You didn't even bat an eyelid when you'd grabbed his left hand (the metal hand, the killing hand) and continued blabbering about welcoming him to S.H.I.E.L.D officially. He knew you'd be different from that moment but he didn't realise just how different.

Your sleepiness and lack of sleep was relatable to Bucky; nightmares, nightterrors and nighttime anxiety attacks had plagued him for months. You'd shared tips with him and whilst they weren't entirely helpful at times, there was a comfort there. You were someone he could speak to freely. In fact, he hadn't even told you about the nightmare nor had you asked. One morning at the compound, making coffee in the kitchen you'd only said, "trouble sleeping? I get the feeling. Apparently cherry juice helps."

He'd playfully joked back asking if he looked that bad and you'd grinned at him saying that he was still pretty to you.

It was the first time anyone had called him pretty.

How and when he fell for you he couldn't pin point. Maybe it was that first encounter, maybe it was when you called him pretty or maybe it was ten seconds ago when you fell asleep next to him, blissfully unaware at how you somehow managed to always turn his brain to mush.

"Doll?" Bucky murmurs, nudging your pudgy cheek with his shoulder and biting back a smile when you frown at him with your eyes closed. "The opening credits have barely started and you're falling asleep."

"Hmm? Hmm." You may have been willfully ignoring Bucky in favour of sleep but the facts remained that he was warm, cosy and smelled ridiculously good. Any excuse to stay asleep like this was an excuse worth using.

Bucky sighs and flicks the TV off, scooping you gently into his arms. You make one weak sound of protest but otherwise limply fall against him.

"I'm putting you to bed." He tells you, carrying you into his room and gently setting you onto the bed.

"'M not tired." You mumble curling into his covers as he tucks you in. Your surrounded by the smell of Bucky and the all too familiar fuzzy feeling warms your chest.

"Yeah, you are." Bucky chuckles softly. "Get some sleep. We can watch the movie tomorrow."

As he moves to leave, he hears your whispered request and he pauses.

"Stay with me?"

"Uh...." Bucky swallows. What he wouldn't give to stay next to you but you're sleep-addled brain is the one making the request.

"Please?" You mumble into the covers. "You're so warm. I feel so safe with you near me."

The bed dips as Bucky concedes to your request instantly but he doesn't dare touch you, no, not until you turn until him and snuggle against his chest and grumble a sleepy goodnight does he drape his arm around you and hold you close.

It takes a while for him to fall asleep, his mind racing with thoughts of you and what it meant that you felt safe enough to sleep in his bed with him in it. But when he does finally drift, it's the best night's sleep he's had in a long while.

[twig-tea]

East Palace, West Palace in ep5 of Blue Canvas of Youthful Days

I have been punched in the solar plexus by Blue Canvas of Youthful Days episode 5. So much happens in that episode that is overwhelming, from Qi Lu setting up a Netflix-and-chill date with the clear intention of making a move, to his putting on the famous film East Palace, West Palace (1996), to Qi Lu hiding Qin Xiao in the closet, to Qi Lu's panic at his father realizing he's been lied to, to the devastatingly practiced way Teacher Liu steps to Qi Lu being abused and handles his father, to the way Qi Lu shuts down, to the way QIn Xiao keeps sending mixed signals and Qi Lu calls him on it directly. And nobody else in this episode let me rest either; Tan Fan trying to ask Teacher Liu to wait for him and Liu brushing him off AGAIN, and Turtle trying to call out

@lurkingshan was already more coherent than I can be right now about what happened in the episode in her post.

So instead I want to focus on some queer cinema history that this episode evoked by using East Palace, West Palace as the film that Qi Lu shows to QIn Xiao.

For those who don't know, EPWP is considered to be the first realistic depiction of a gay man in film by a mainland Chinese production. It is to my knowledge the first time a gay man says "I love you" to another man on screen. It was made before being gay was decriminalized in China (1997), and it was filmed by an independent production company and smuggled out of China to France in order to be finished and distributed. It ended up at the Cannes festival in 1997, but the director's passport was seized and he was placed under house arrest to prevent him from attending. Despite pressure to pull the film, it still aired that year. In 1998, the Film Law was passed to prevent anyone from making films outside of the studio system (and therefore censorship review), effectively preventing anything like EPWP from being made in the future.

The film is about a gay man who cruises in the notorious bathrooms in the parks on either side of Tiananmen Square getting harassed by police officers (a situation extremely familiar to the historical queer experience in Canada [where I'm from] as well) and playing what I'd describe as a psychological game with one of them; A Lan kisses the cop, runs, and then gets caught a second time, and uses the second police confession as an excuse to tell his life's story in the public record, all while pushing the police officer a little further into deviance. As far as I'm aware, this film has been banned in China since being made and never shown (please correct me if I'm wrong about that!).

This is hitting me hard because of the much more recent history of Blue Canvas of Youthful Days itself. As most of you know, but I'll capture here for posterity, episodes 1-4 of this show aired on iQIYI (a China-based app) on August 6, and within 24 hours they were pulled from the app with no information about the future episodes being shown. When I watched episode 5 today, after waiting for it for 3 months, I was immediately hit with a wave of anger that this gorgeous, emotionally moving and powerful episode had been held back from public consumption for months, for the same reasons that the film being shown within the episode had been withheld from viewing in its own country.

Censorship is such an ugly thing, it's hard to articulate but the emotions around it are so strong because we know, when they pull or refuse to show media that depicts our lives, it's because they don't want our lives to be real; they don't want us to exist. It's a very real threat. And to have this episode--which is all about an abused boy who is in very real danger but so bravely insisting that he shoot his shot and take his best chance at love and happiness anyway, using the iconic confession scene from one of the most famous banned films in Chinese queer cinema history to do it--to have this episode be the one that was prevented from airing......I am overwhelmed.

In the scenes they watch in episode 5, A Lan tries to prevent the officer from uncuffing him, and then the officer lets him go, but A Lan doesn't go far and comes back. He declares his love to the officer's face, and demands that his love be acknowledged and not dismissed. And the officer does not know what to do with it and reacts with violence, which is partially what A Lan has been angling at all along. The show really played with this by having all three of the couples in the show stymied by having their overtures dismissed this episode, but we almost didn't get to see it.

I'm so grateful this got distribution now, and on multiple platforms. Blue Canvas of Youthful Days is airing Saturdays and Sundays on GagaOOLala and Youtube (note, as per @thisonelikesaliens's excellent language posts, the subs on Gaga are much better), and on Mondays on Viki. I know there is an avalanche of content right now, but this show is so good and worked so hard to make it to us, please give it some love!

[fenrysmoonbeamswife]

"Nesta is a bitch but I love her" "Nesta is cruel" "Nesta's actions shouldn't be justified" "Nesta needs to make up for what she did" "Trauma doesn't excuse her shitty behaviour" "Nesta is so mean" "Nesta is morally grey" "I hate Nesta for what she did" "Nesta made mistakes" "Nesta needs to be held accountable for the things she did"

Where????????? What things???????

I feel like people latch on to these narratives without any thought to them. Anytime someone says something along the lines of this^ shite they can only back it up with the same crap that they all spout. Like the words people use are so over the top, please give me an example of actual full blown cruelty from Nesta? Because I can write a fucking bible on each and every person in Feysand's little circle but no one seems to care about that. So why is it okay for the rest of them but not Nesta when they are all 100x worse. And if you want to go there with hOw ShE tReAtEd FeYrE, they were both as bad as each other so get t'fuck. And the way the Inner Circle treat people? There's a reason the only ones who seem to like them are each other.

Nesta isn't a bitch, she sets boundaries

Nesta is not cruel, she can be cold

What fucking actions? What did she do? Saving everyone? Multiple times? Setting aside her own trauma for her sister for months? Going to find Feyre? Helping them win the war? And make up for her actions? Hasn't this woman done enough? When does it end??

What shitty behaviour? Saying no? Not acting like the IC are gods?

Nesta is mean when provoked. One of these days I will force myself to get through a reread this stupid series and highlight every time she is mean and oh look you'll see someone else fucking started it. She is not mean for defending herself or for being better at it

Nesta is not morally grey, this girl could not have more set morals if she tried. That is literally one of the biggest reasons she doesn't get on with Rhysand

Again what did she do????

What mistakes???? Oh she didn't parent her sister??? She didn't accept Papa Archerons neglect?? She didn't drag Feyre back kicking and screaming from the woods?? She didn't get herself killed hunting?? She wasn't interested in a man who treated her like prey?? She doesn't give a fuck about your high lord?? She doesn't like Mor's dress?? Oh, prison immediately then

She has been held accountable 100 times over. She has been held accountable for things she did, things she didn't do, things other people did. She is literally held accountable for just sitting there so when the fuck does she get a break?? Even a crumb of the amount that the rest of them do? Why is this woman in her 20s who is suffering who is thrown into a new shitty life TWICE against her will and literally just doing the best she can, why is she the one that everyone decides is the devil incarnate?? No no not the guy who slaughtered an entire village and stalked, harassed and abused a young traumatized girl. No not the guy who did despicable things for the villain (I don't give two flying fucks about his mask because at what time is this supposed mask coming off exactly??), sexually assaulted a young traumatized girl and then sexually assaulted her again and hid life threatening information from her. Not the guy who literally tortures people for a living, granted I give him leeway because he doesn't seem to actually enjoy it and I more blame Rhys for this but still. Not the woman who said a girl at her worst was a "pathetic waste of life" and is a nasty piece of shit every time she opens her mouth. Not the woman who acts like she's the only victim to ever exist and uses absolutely none of the power she holds to help anyone else. Not the girl who abandoned and berated the sister who helped her through her trauma, setting aside her own I might add, and protected her for her entire life, for the other sister as soon as she got rich. Not the girl who created thousands of refugees by taking down an entire court to get back at her ex, who locked her own sister up after talking about how traumatizing that was for her. And I could go ON.

No we will hate on the one that SJM tells us to hate because we can't think for ourselves, clearly. The IC stans share one braincell collectively between them all istg

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Can I request Carol Danvers x Reader. While the whole team is on a mission, Reader finds themselves in trouble. Carol swoops in a saves them. The team starts to harass R, which makes R have feelings of doubt toward their abilities and also not good enough for Carol. Angst and then you can end it however you see it. Thank you! If you don’t like this request, please feel free to ignore.

My Voice of Reason

Warnings: Bullying of R by the team that's about it

Word count: 660

A/N: thank you for this request! I had a fun time with it~

“Y/N! Come in! What's your status?” Cap shouted over the comms. Your head was reeling after being knocked back about 50ft. You had no voice left, you had been shouting, using your voice manipulation to subdue the enemies. 

You had run out of throat spray to ease the pain and talking was something you couldn't even fathom. 

“Anyone got eyes on Y/N?” Natasha called through the comms.

“I'll find her.” You heard Carol call through, and before you knew it, she was standing above you. “You good, Echo?” The nickname that stuck with you for being able to mimic any sound. You were able to nod, point at your throat, and sign ‘no’. “Can you get up? Can you walk?” As Carol asked, another handful of Hydra goons came round, and without a second thought, Carol picked you up before unleashing an attack, knocking them out. “Let's get back to the QuinJet.” You nodded, gripping onto her, burying your face against her to hide the blush covering your cheeks. 

The ride home had been full of whispers as if you couldn't hear them talking down. It was your voice that wasn't working, not your ears.

You felt Carol's strong hand on your shoulder. Looking over, she gave a soft smile. “Almost home. We'll have to debrief, but you should grab some medicine first.” You gave a soft smile back and nodded. 

“Y/N do you have anything to say?” Tony remarked, all eyes on you.

“Ran out of meds. Couldn't talk.” Your voice still hoarse.

“I am so sick of that excuse! You need to train more often and stay off missions. You're grounded.” Cap called across the table. You pulled your sleeves over your hands, picking at the skin around your nails. You couldn't look at any of them. 

“I'm sorry…” you spoke softly. Letting the ‘adults’ talk even though you were 21 you were still the youngest besides Peter, but Tony kept him mostly off field.

A few hours later you'd been released from the debriefing, heading straight to your room. “FRIDAY. Soundproof.”

“Sound proofing complete ms. Y/L/N.” As soon as it was soundproof, you let out a banshee scream in frustration. You yelled until your voice was just about gone again, “Fuck them. I try so hard…Tony has a stupid suit, Cap is a super soldier, Thor is a literal God!” You yelled. “It's not fair…its…” you started crying which turned into uncontrollable sobbing.

“Echo? Are you in there?” You heard Carol knocked at your door. As you tried to gather yourself together real quick and told FRIDAY to stop the soundproofing. 

“Y-yeah…here…” you called out, spraying your throat.

“Can I come in?” Carol asked, making you hesitate for a moment before opening it and pulling her inside. “Hey, you okay?” Carol cupped your cheeks, you tried looking away, anywhere, but at her. She was always so kind and caring towards you. “Look at me Y/N.” It caught you off guard, she never used your name ever since she learned your nickname so of course you looked at her. “Don't listen to those idiots. You're amazing and you're an amazing super hero. They have fancy gadgets and enhancements. You don't have those things. Sure your voice is a power and makes you an enhanced individual, but your power hurts you too. It isn't endless your body has limits and they need to understand that.” 

You felt your body shake at her words, trying to hold back your tears, but they end up falling as you're pulled against her. “Shhhh I'm always on your side.” Carol pulled your face up gently before pulling you into a soft kiss making your heart soar as you kissed her back pushing up on your toes and wrapping your arms around her shoulders. 

Through all of it, Carol was here with you, and so long as you had her by your side, anything the other members said didn't matter.

[wyrm-with-a-what-the-fuck]

oh boy I'm back on my horny magnus posting. I wonder if anyone's figured out yet that I like Magnus and am stupidly down bad for him. I'm gonna man up and try to write something actually like semi smut so as always bear with me.

Ok this is gonna be a little but of a continuation of the hammer post (again) because I've thought of an idea of an aftermath of that whole debacle. So due to magnus' shame of what he did to an ancient artifact he completely distances himself from even the mere thought of indulging in those desires again. No matter how many times he wakes up at night gasping with open panels he refuses to give into something as ridiculous as carnal urges. He once again uses the war excuse and for a while it works out. Until the war ends and cybertron is restored.

At this point the cracks start to show. Magnus is good at hiding his emotions but even he has a limit and he is slowly reaching it. He's more irritable and distracted and he's more distant. For those who don't know him as well (or are just too busy to notice) they just think it's magnus being magnus. But for the remaining Wreckers? Oh they know something is up. Bulkhead is concerned while Wheeljack is annoyed as he thought magnus' brooding stage was over and he finally got the stick out of his aft.

Eventually, the two start to scheme. They make a plan on how to try and get magnus to relax and possibly confess what is wrong. So, as wreckers, of course the best option is sparring! Once the 3 get a moment alone together Bulkhead and Wheeljack ask to spar with magnus. They use the excuse of wanting to not get rusty and magnus falls for it, not suspecting anything out of the ordinary.

So eventually Bulkhead and Magnus start to go at it, trading punches with one another. Wheeljack is cheering on and watching closely at magnus to see if there are any potential hints of what's going on with Magnus and eventually he notices something. By all accounts it was such a minor detail that Wheeljack honestly shouldn't have even known or picked up on, but due to him harassing Ratchet he's learned some pretty interesting stuff.

One of the things he mentioned from the ray of sunshine is the meaning of biolights and their brightness. Turns out biolights are a way of expressing emotion for the bots who have them and while tye bot had some control over them, it is extraordinarily hard to try to completely mask the emotions felt. Depending on the emotion felt the lights will either brighten, dim, or slowly flash. Most emotions follow one of these patterns and those are the ones that are the easiest to spot. However, some emotions have a specific pattern to them.

For example, a bot who is aroused will have biolights that slowly brighten and then dim. The brightening is said to be a way to try and draw attention to one's self in order to attract a partner, however as time passed the brightening became less and less until is was practically unnoticeable in some bots. But for Magnus? Oh yea, his lights were definitely brightening. And they only seemed to do it whenever Bulkhead got up close and physical, meaning that it probably wasn't just a lingering lust. Oh no. Magnus wanted to be thoroughly fragged.

With this knowledge going through wheeljacks head he only has one goal in mind when he and magnus eventually spar: get that man pinned and make him scream. I like to imagine that wreckers are the types who interface casually as a source of relief and even entertainment, so wheeljack is no stranger to interfacing. However, unknowingly for wheeljack, Magnus is in fact a stranger to interfacing, so while the two are sparring magnus misses every single sign wheeljack gives. He has no clue that the small Wrecker is trying to woo him and just thinks that wheeljack is goofing around, so after the sparring he leaves to go back to his ship, as he's using it as a temporary home while cybertron is being restored.

Frustrated and now horny, wheeljack is not at all pleased by this outcome. Bulkhead did indeed notice wheeljacks wooing attempts and essentially asks him "bro wtf??" and wheeljack explains the situation. The larger bot explains that Magnus mightve just not been interested, so begrudgingly wheeljack let's go of that little fantasy. It'd be no fun fragging a bot who didn't want it after all. Disappointed and still pent up wheeljack and bulkhead go back to their shared hab. While for a bit there is the lingering thought in his mind of magnus pinned down sobbing for more, eventually wheeljack manages to move on from the thought and forgets about it for a few hours.

He is violently reminded when magnus just unexpectedly appears at the two's home with no explanation. He is fidgeting with his clawed hand and bulkhead invites him and. The trio sit together and drink some energon as they gradually catch up with what's been going on. When it gets to Magnus, the fidgeting gets worse and he looks anxious. After a while Magnus caves in and asks the wreckers if it was true that they had interfaced with their comrades in a way that had no deep feelings involved. Confused, the two say yes and explain that for them it's a really good de-stressor and can be fun. At that they are met with silence.

Glancing over at Magnus shows that once again he's flashing his lights. He looks both embarrassed and horrified. Catching on to what Magnus is asking, the two reassure that, if for any reason Magnus wanted to interface with either one of them, they would be totally fine with it. That doesn't help with magnus' embarrassed but he seems to relax at that. In quite possibly the most timid and meek voice they've heard for the oh so stoic bot, he asked if they'd be willing to frag him right. He looks away as he explains his situation (wheeljack damn near loses his mind when he hears of magnus' story regarding the hammer) and explains that it be for stress relief and nothing more.

The two, completely down for a good frag, agree with magnus. They reassure him and then ask who he would want his berth partner to be, and at this the two are met with an embarrassed honk and a humiliated flushed face. With his good servo covering his face, he explains how he was hoping that the two of them would both 'face with him. And not in separate sessions, either. As mortifying as it is, Magnus absolutely despises the feeling of being alone, and while he may be with a partner he would still rather be able to keep an eye on his two soldiers (and friends. He won't admit that out loud). Once again the two wreckers are taken aback by this confession and due to their delayed reactions, Magnus takes it as a refusal and gets up to leave.

Having none of it, bulkhead and wheeljack quickly begin to slowly guide magnus back down, whispering comforts and compliments along the way. The say of how gorgeous he is, how great of a warrior he is, how stunning he will inevitably be in the midst of overload, and Magnus finally breaks. He gives in and there are immediately all sorts of sensations over him.

Wheeljack is nibbling on his finial when gently tugging at some exposed wires while bulkhead is planting a variety of soft kisses all over magnus' armor. Hands both large and small caress him and gently massage some of his aching joints. Someone is planting kisses to his hands but he can't figure out who it would be as somewhere along the line he closed his eyes and just let the pleasure finally drown him. They aren't even touching his array yet and he's already a mess. Every tug of a wire gets a gasp and every bite on one of his finials gets a whine.

Finally having enough of being teased, Magnus tries to use the commander voice to order his men to get to the main point. It isn't nearly as effective as midway through his little speech wheeljack bites at a neck cable and magnus' sentence is broken off with a moan. With that, all hesitation quickly disintegrated. Wheeljack tilts his head and in a swift moment is kissing his commander senseless. Bulkheads hands are slowly traveling down magnus' body towards his suspiciously warm panel. Bulkhead tried to encourage it open but, for some reason, it's just not budging.

Breaking away from wheeljack with hesitation magnus shyly explains that in order to get to the interface panel, the crotch armor that he has needs to be taken on. While it's rare, some bots are born without proper array panel covering, so special pieces of armor and panels and made in order to protect the array. Magnus wasn't sure what to expect from the revelation, but he sure want expecting for wheeljack to hurriedly start pulling off pieces of the armor to reach the panel. It was embarrassing to watch yet it also gave Magnus a feeling of pride. The fact that he is, in fact, desirable enough for someone to want him so much was a thought that had never even crossed his mind.

What also didn't cross his mind was what would happen when the armor piece would inevitably be taken off. The sudden exposure to the drastic change in temperature made him shudder and draw his legs together. Unknowingly, that little movement had gotten bulkhead and wheeljack all sorts of riled up. Seeing their commander try to hide his pretty little soaked valve with his legs was not a sight they thought they wanted but damn they needed it. Magnus' valve, in their professional opinions, was absolutely gorgeous. It was composed of a dark silicone substance instead of the typical metal and had quite possibly the largest anterior node that the two had ever seen. Hell, the valve even had its own streaks of biolights running through it!

One moment magnus' legs were drawn together and the next they were being pushed apart by a very aroused wheeljack. He had finally gotten what he had wanted and he'd be damned if he didn't take the opportunity to indulge in a quick little treat. When the feeling of something licking his valve had finally registered to Magnus it was already too late. Wheeljacks hands were gripped tightly onto Magnus legs, keeping them apart while he gentle lapped at every little part of the valve. He was practically pressing his whole face into the plush mesh and it was driving Magnus insane. He had knew that there would be interfacing involved but he had forgotten that there may have been a foreplay involved.

Feeling overwhelmed at the sensation, Magnus tried to reach for anything but had soon realized an issue that was previously forgotten about. Due to this rather impressive shoulders, when pinned onto the ground flat on his back the range of motions he could move his arms in were greatly limited. He tried to lift one of his arms to try and reach out to wheeljack but when a dull clunk had sounded out when magnus' shoulder had met the ground magnus let out a frustrated huff.

Catching onto the issues, bulkhead positioned himself to be next to one of magnus' sides in arm reaching distance. It didn't take long for magnus to cling onto bulkhead for dear life as wheeljack got more aggressive in his movements. Every once in a while wheeljack would gently nip of the furious little node and every time it drove magnus made. His legs would reflexively jerk in an attempt to close his legs to get away from the overwhelming sensation. He attempts were futile as wheeljack was not letting his grip loosen in the slightest and he must've told bulkhead to help him out as it wasn't long before one of bulkheads massive hands wrapped around the commanders leg and pulled it even further apart, exposing some previously untouched areas of his sensitive valve. And, once again, wheeljack immediately took the opportunity and dove in deeper.

Unable to handle the new sensation, magnus overloaded with a scream. Due to the short notice, wheeljacks face had managed to get some fluid smeared on his face, and while magnus was horrified to see his own release all over wheeljacks face, wheeljack was far from disappointed. He wore that infuriating smug grin as he began to lick his mouth in order to taste his commander. Magnus did not take this well, and in his embarrassment brought his good servo up to his face on order to cover his flushing face.

As he recovered from the overload, bulkhead and wheeljack continued what they started earlier and began to pester magnus with a bunch of little kisses. The two could hear the whine of their commanders engine as they continued to shower him in affectionate little gestures. The two wreckers had expected for that to be it from Magnus, as it was very clear that he was inexperienced and therefore lacked the stamina, but to their surprise he tilted his head towards bulkhead with a pleading look on his face. No words needed to be spoken in order to understand what Magnus was asking of him.

So bulkhead lowered his hand down to where the soaked valve was and wasted no time gently rubbing a digit along the opening. Unlike wheeljack, bulkhead went slowly and his touches felt fleeting. As if they were barely even there. It didn't take long for magnus to unconsciously start to grind against the digit present and bulkhead and wheeljack ate up the sight of their commander grinding his hips in a desperate search for more pleasure. They also loved the sounds of magnus' gasps and moans getting louder as the charge that had previously been dormant had came back with a vengeance. At one specific movement, bulkheads digit had managed to snag at the entrance and bulkhead could feel as his commander tried to desperately clench down onto the aforementioned digit.

Unable to deny his commander what he wanted, bulkhead began to gently guide his digit into the entrance. In a flurry of desperate movements, Magnus had managed to drive the digit deeper into him. Magnus was familiar with overloading without having to enter himself, so this was an entirely new experience and sensation for him. After letting the commander get used to what the feeling of something filling him, bulkhead began to slowly glide his digit outside and then back in. It was an unfamiliar feeling, sure, but it wasn't exactly an unwelcome one. Wheeljack could see as the commander began to relax as he was gently fucked on a digit. He could see how Magnus moved his hips in sync with bulkheads movements.

After letting magnus get used to that sensation, bulkhead began to gradually speed up. He also was attempting to find that particular cluster of sensitive wires that he knew would please magnus. At some point bulkhead began to curl his digit, seeking out that cluster. With some previous experience coming in handy, it didn't take him long to find what he was looking for. He could tell when he had found it as the moment his digit rubbed against the cluster, Magnus had practically jumped at the sensation, his whole body tensing as he let out a breathless moan. Magnus turned his head to where bulkhead was next to him with a look of confusion on his face.

Magnus was very confused as to what that sensation was, but before bulkhead could complain magnus began to grind his hips against the digit still inside of him in order to try and find that spot that brought him a burst of intense pleasure before. It doesn't take longer as magnus is fucking himself against bulkheads digit, uncoordinated and messily. He was at the point where he didn't care what he must've looked like to the other bots present, he was just desperate to let the charge that had built up finally release. In his inexperience, magnus kept grazing against the spot, but he was never able to hit it.

Noticing his commanders frustrations, bulkhead began to guide him as to where the cluster was. When bulkhead hit it a second time, magnus came even more undone. At this point he was desperate rubbing against the spot, pleading for more. Wheeljack began to press light little kisses along magnus helm and neck as the charge buildup had increased and was about to snap. With the feeling on that spot being hit and the feeling of wheeljacks attention on his magnus finally overloaded. But much to his embarrassment, when he overloaded he had let out a deafening honk. And, unluckily for his partners, wheeljack and bulkhead were right next to magnus when the honk had sounded out. Wheeljack flinched hard and bulkhead and nearly leaped into the air due to the shock of the noise.

Once again, magnus began to cover his face with his good servo, but this time he was unable to as wheeljack had quickly grabbed a hold of it and had leaned toward to kiss his commander stupid. While wheeljack did that, bulkhead began to gather some towels and cleaning solvent in order to clean up the mess that magnus had made when he overloaded. The signs of any previous stress had melted from magnus and all that was left was a very satisfied yet tired magnus. Knowing that there was no potential for a third round, bulkhead and wheeljack gentle encouraged magnus to get some rest, and within moments they had a sleeping magnus nestled next to them.

They had wanted to move him to a more comfortable place, but they didn't want to interrupt their commanders rest, so they simply grabbed a variety of soft objects and has stuffed it under or around magnus to try and keep him comfortable. As he slept the two kept guard as to make sure there wasn't anything to potential wake or harm him. When magnus had awoken the next morning, it was clear that he was embarrassed from the actions of the previous night. He apologized for something (they weren't listening. All they could look at was those pretty little lights of his) and swiftly left the hab, promising that this was a one time thing and that while he was grateful for their help, they shouldn't expect it to happen again.

It took approximately a week before magnus came back. And it took approximately a month after that for the three to finally make it official. And about 5 years after that Magnus had somehow managed to snag two conjunxes.

((Holy fucking shit I think I locked in a little too much what the fuck. I'm so sorry that this is so long but I hope you and maybe some others can enjoy it. I should probably be worried about how down bad for magnus I am as this took like and hour to write. I'm sorry I'm just using your asks as a place to write out rough fanfics lmao. I'm far too much of a pussy to make my own blood as that would mean people would like know me and that thought is horrifying. Uh anyway sorry again for this.))

OH MY GODDDD. OH MY GODDDDDDDD.

I love the bio light headcanon sm I’ve always loved headcanons for biolights and shit and magnus getting two boyfriends and being all shy and shit like oh my god oh my god and then taking forever to seek them out again oh my godddddd this so amazing please write more poem novella I am a simple creature I need this food to live

This is so good you locked in and served up the most beautiful headcanons and magnus pussy fucking on my page you are getting put on the pedestal

[daylighted]

I’m sorry to be that person but i simply can’t understand what happened with artyandink, i love their posts and bots and i would just like to understand better what happened since the posts and everything weren’t really clear for me 😭

so basically the very short & sweet ( update after finishing writing it: it was not short or sweet ) answer is that she word for word copied one of my writings, alongside many of my other ideas ( at the very least mentioning wanting to do them at the same time as me so she could put hers up first and get validation for an idea that wasn't hers, i imagine, but that's speculation ) and then when i stopped letting it happen and called her out on it, she blamed it on photographical memory of all things, but at least stopped, so i thought it was done.

phase two is when she started being incredibly rude and passive aggressive to me or anyone that would listen about how we didn't interact with her stuff anymore, and how it wasn't fair. which is honestly incredibly rich, isn't it? because she rarely interacted with our things, or gave them the recognition that she wanted in return. but really, it wasn't about fairness and doesn't matter if things are interacted with equally or whatever, she was just mad nobody was hyped for her things anymore because the only things we saw from her, weren't her own ideas.

in between this phase & phase three is when she starts genuinely harassing me personally. messages on discord privately, tagging me in a public server if i don't respond in time ( we have a six hour time difference! when it's morning for her, it's the dead of night for me! ), private messaging me on tumblr, sending asks on tumblr. literally all in the same 30 minute span max. always asking things along the lines of if i think she's a bad person, or guilting me personally, about never interacting with her things.

this is not like an excuse or whatever, but at the time, i was hardly posting on tumblr / less than i am now, because everything i wrote got taken, so i lessened it a lot. i was only ever on tumblr to post my things when i did, and that was it! very rare! so interacting with her things was hardly ever on my mind!

phase three. personally feels like a crashout to me because it's actually insane. the same day that she again messages me, this time asking if i got an anon abt her, which alone is crazy that even happened because who talks shit about someone, to someone else? that they might not even know follows? i tell her no, because it obviously feels shady as fuck. and so she starts being really weird. things like, well i got this ask in the screenshot i'm sending you, and a second saying you definitely got one, but i don't have the screenshot of the second, because i deleted it, but not the first. shady, right? anyways. same day as all of this, she gets on the server like, hey guys, i'm gonna let my friend take over my entire tumblr & discord, her name is dani. hope this is okay! and not even two seconds later, she was suddenly 'dani.' please keep track that this is her second persona. so obviously, she gets kicked because it's weird as fuck, it was honestly just something you had to be there for to see how weird it was, i guess? she changes her tumblr user to daniisms, starts messaging all of us ( in the server, i have not clarified! ) privately and stuff, saying that well, arty was just depressed, that's why she gave away the entirety of her accounts. like any of that makes sense to do.

phase four is actually the most diabolical one because she gets blocked! by all of us! because again, it is weird as fuck. this is when she private messages people again but now her excuse is, oh, NONE of this was me, i've been gone for a month, this was a hacker. so hackers steal supernatural writers tumblrs and their discords, somehow, which mind you, how would anyone even know her discord user? it's nowhere on her account from the last i saw, and so genuinely, how would a hacker know this information to hack her there? so hackers make up an imaginary friend to blame their issues on, and when it fails, that's when they leave your account to you? and also you just so happen to conveniently come back right when the hacker is gone?

the text messages she used in her 'evidence' were faked. you can recreate them exactly in iphonefaketextmessage, something that every writer i've talked to knows, because we've used it at one point for our own writing. suddenly, now that 'she's' back on her own account, she's continuing fics that her hacker made.

she's clearly convinced herself that i'm an enemy and that i'm stupid all at once, because even to this day she is bringing up my name to people that she wants to befriend now that people aren't interested in being friends with someone so conniving and honestly? psychotic at this rate. she apologizes in my messages for everything, still not taking any accountability, and then to everyone else & where she can be perceived, she's trying to discredit whatever i say while trying to paint herself as a savior for "shutting down anyone that says a thing bad about dahlia."

even in her defenses against herself, she literally cannot stop herself from trying to take away from what SHE put me through.

i hope this is further clarification. a lot of the evidence of things i say in here is in my first post, and there's also more i didn't talk about. this was supposed to be short & sweet but it is an incredibly complicated manner, and i just want to be done with it, but she won't stop bringing me up.

and i hate that i have to say this at all, but i really, truly hope this isn't you, arty. seriously. the consequences of our actions are tough, but that's why they're consequences. if you see this, and i know somehow you will, even though i keep you blocked and don't talk about you except for the one post i made and one reblog i did yesterday when you again had my name in your mouth, please leave me alone.

[9mysterybook6]

Ok so I'm not a rhylie supporter but I'm wondering what's going on? I've been in the south park fandom and came across rhylie a couple of times, and she's been reblogging my art posts and all that.

Now... I'm not on any side, but I'm just a little confused. What actually is bad about rhylie? I'm not saying there is or isn't anything wrong about her until I find out.

My advice is to read my posts to understand the story.

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But the short story is about a bad person who harasses people. And bullies and attacks and stalker people

rhylie is guilt trip and a manipulative

If you say you don't want to be friends with her again

rhylie You will say that she dies and disappears in reality if you unblock her and it will make you feel guilty

She tries to control your feelings until they are under her fingers.

She doesn't listen to anyone, only her desires and requests.

If someone talks to her about her behavior

She shows off her crocodile tears, plays the victim and plays with her stupidity.

And try to be friends with the person who talked about her behavior.

But if she fails to convince them or get them on her side

rhylie will attack and steal their posts like art and ocs And she will spread false rumors about them.

How are they the villains while she is the heroine

If you expose her

rhylie will target you

If anyone tries to expose her, rhylie will use any means of harassment to get rid of them.

She tries to escape her crimes But her actions are totally unacceptable.

She attacks me because I reveal her dirty truth and expose her

My advice is to report her and block

Because if rhylie reblogging your

This means that she is trying to befriend you.

This is very bad. Because this is one of the red flags.

And if you talk to her and say what I told you,

rhylie will make excuses and lies.

Even after you block rhylie

rhylie will be stalking you And try to convince you to be on her side and guilt trip you

That's why be careful with her.

And the disgusting thing that rhylie is 21 old, who love stalking And chasing minor bloggers.

That's why I'm spreading awareness about rhylie

I'm just warning you, not to scare you.

But don't be surprised if rhylie answers the question Or try to talk to you

She is crazy about megalomania And in control and domination over others

Every word she says is just a lie and not true if she talks to you

So please be careful

[honeygrahambitch]

Back to my "Hannibal and Bedelia were colleagues in med school in Paris" headcanons.

If we follow the Hannibal Rising narrative line, there's a period where Hannibal injects himself with sodium thiopental to recall what has happened to his sister and basically to bring back some suppressed memories.

I think that wasn't a glorious academic time for him. And I really don't think he had friends other than Bedelia who was his "frienemy" because of the constant competition and casual ust and mind you, their egos were enormous even as students.

So basically she is the only one who notices the change. He looks tired. He looks consumed. He seems faraway during most of the lectures. And this change annoys her cause the only person who qualified as her "competition" was suddenly lacking.

It's not that his grades dropped. At least not enough for anyone to notice. Other than her.

So one night she storms into the library. She knows he is the only one who would be there past midnight on a Saturday. He ia hunched over a book and doesn't even lift his head when he hears her.

She slams a sheet of paper right on the pages of his book interrupting his focus.

"Your calculations were wrong." It's all she says.

Hannibal blinks a few times, taking in the sight of her. He realizes that it's probably raining since her blonde hair and coat are wet. But that's not the reason why she seems to be fuming.

"Is that so?" He asks, a bit bored.

"Yes."

"I will do them again by tomorrow." He says and moves away the paper so he can continue his reading.

She rolls her eyes annoyed, not moving an inch. "You will do them now."

"Excuse me?" He asks, lifting his glance.

"You heard me."

He wouldn't mind it usually, banter was something very common for the two of them but tonight it feels like something else.

"It looks like you are not here because of the calculations."

"I obviously am." She says and crosses her arms over her chest. She doesn't like that he is starting to read into it.

"Are you telling me that you walked through rain all the way to the university, at midnight only to tell me to fix the numbers?"

"It was midnight a long time ago, Hannibal."

"Even more so. Why are you here? I am trying to read."

"What are you reading?" She asks and before he can move his glance back to his book, she takes it away from him. "Tell me, what have you been reading?" She knows that he had probably been dissociating the whole time until she stormed in. He looked clueless but hid it well enough with his usual poker face.

"Something which was more worthy of my attention than this conversation we are having right now. Will you give me the book?"

"Not until you tell me what is actually going on with you." She says firmly.

"Pardon? You are the one who started harassing me."

"I am harassing you because something's wrong with you."

"If you ever become a psychiatrist, Bedelia, please don't apply the same tactics on your patients."

"Don't change the subject. You are not my patient, you are my fr-" she stops and corrects herself quickly "colleague."

He tries his best not to smile.

"And you are the only one here who has enough brains to almost surpass me. And I need the competition. And you need it too, that's our unspoken deal."

Hannibal doesn't bother to correct her about the use of the word "almost" and instead nods, so she can keep going.

"However lately, you haven't been yourself. You are not present. You are not even trying. You don't even know what you have been reading. And your grades are brilliant to everyone but it's those tiny decimals that make the difference. And it's too many decimals between my grades and yours."

Hannibal is slightly amused by this whole discourse. Bedelia was a nerd just as much as he was.

"Have you been obsessing over my grades? More than the usual, I mean."

"Hush, don't change the subject. What is happening with you?"

Hannibal sighs and debates on what to answer. He obviously cannot disclose what he has been doing but at the same time she is the only person in the world who has noticed a change, so maybe, hiding was pointless.

"I remembered something."

"What?"

"I remembered something from a long time ago. Something that I have suppressed up until now." He says. "I won't get into it but it might have hit me harder than expected."

She wants to keep scolding him. She wants to keep interrogating him. But she can't. For the first time tbat night she notices his dark bags in the dim light of the lamp. He looks exhausted. He is still charming, but the usual mischief in his eyes is faded.

She knows vague details about his life in Lithuania but she knows enough to tell that it might be related to that.

Neither of them says anything for a few minutes. She puts his book back on the table.

"The fact that you didn't even bother to lie about it tells me enough."

He nods.

"I wanted to bully you more tonight. But you ruined the mood."

Their shy laughter echoes into the empty library.

"I will leave you to your reading." She says as she is ready to turn and leave.

"I could use some company. You know, I need the competition."

She stays.

[iamunabletothinkofablogname]

Isn't it SO fun to be harassed and bullied at school? /sarc

People call me a "FUCKING WEIRDO!" (Yes, that's word for word.)

They make faces at me like I'm sort of disgusting slob. (And they SHOW it and they WANT me to know they think that!)

Along with that, one kid pretended to gag and throw up at the sight of me, and used solar eclipse glasses to not look at me.

One kid called me ugly today! (YAY! /sarc)

They poke and prod at me like I'm a science experiment.

They fear the fact I smile all the time, that I tend to keep an emotionless expression in my eyes. (I'm only following Alastor's advice!)

They love to annoy me... But it's getting tiring.

Only a select few enjoy my presence, they keep me in and go along with my antics. My friend group likes having me around. And other kids I don't know much and we're neutral with each other.

I know I'm "weird" by their standards. But what's the fun in the world without differences?

I know I took on the persona of "weirdo" in my class. I want to go up to a teacher and cry. Because I didn't deserve to be treated like this?

I didn't deserve to be told "You know you should kill yourself" when I'm already suicidal. Did I?

Get told I'm retarded like 10 times already? Maybe more? (I'm not even exaggerating...)

And considering I might have mental illnesses such as possible autism, that's even meaner. At this point I'm not living, I'm surviving.

There's a reason why I've given up. My best friends are on the internet. I don't think without them I would be able to live today. Why do the people who care about me, share my interests, accept me for who I am, respect me, and TREAT me like I'm a human being, so far away?

I know I may be Xenogender, but that's no excuse for treating me no better than some sort of inferior species.

I see no one else getting treated like this, I'm the subject, no, the OBJECT of their bullying.

What the fuck am I supposed to do??? What do you fucking EXPECT me to do??? "Be yourself"??? I AM being myself, and you're fucking BULLYING me!? AM I SUPPOSED TO PUT ON SOME SORT OF MASK? I AM SMILING, MOTHERFUCKER, YET YOU STILL BULLY ME WHEN I DO HAVE A MASK!? /not you, to them

Like, please. Let me rest. Let me have a normal day where I don't have to face discrimination. Where I get treated with love.

I get treated so awfully so much, that I don't even know who I am anymore.

I lost myself.

My catchphrase has to be "I'm so done-" because I said that more than I needed to.

I feel like the next time someone does anything to me, I'm just going to burst out crying.

🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

I hope you're doing alright right now, first things first, i need to let you know that you do matter, and you certainly don't deserve to be treated as subhuman as they treat you, I only wish the worst upon them <3 They are bitches who are a waste of oxegyn, they need to put you down to feel something or feel like they matter, and for that they are the weakest most disgusting subhuman people, genuinely hope they get more fucked up than they ever made you feel 🧡

It's pretty obvious that they're trying to make you feel shit, and i wish i was there to fight them off or comfort you when it happened, i said it before and i'll say it again, you don't deserve any of this. You deserve to be happy, and to feel like you are loved and cared for, the way they treat you is uncalled for and it's disgusting [them, not you, your cool] And agreed, your gender or your neurodivergence shouldn't be the reason you get bullied, they aren't things you can control, or things you have to change, they are litterally a part of your being/existence, I can't believe all of the shitty things they're doing, you don't deserve it. Have you tried to tell anyone? [although that doesn't work often, it's worth a try]. It seems like it's really affecting you, whether you admit it or not /nbr /npa I'd reccomend telling a teacher/principle [the meaner the teacher the better], if that doesn't work fight back, physically i wouldnt reccomend but if you have to, do it. Theres not much we can do about bullying, which is fucking shitty, but please hang in there at least and take care of yourself, i care about you and love you /p

I hope it gets better and they stop, they're pieces of shit who shouldn't be making you feel like this, they're insensitive cunts who should have their face cut up, hope they get bullied those fucking assholes

[bbu-fan-blog]

I could be wrong, but ultimately maybe this is the best course of action.

Maybe it's best for everyone if we all let go of this drama. Digging up what other fans are doing is not going to help anyone, it comes off as obsessive, and right now it has only brought even more vitrol and toxicity from both fronts, myself included, when I just wanted to keep peace. But my intentions aren't an excuse: I've tried to intervene, it didn't work, I came off as patronizing to these people.

I still hold my ideas that some things cannot be depicted in fiction, but if some people disagree with what I have said, I'll leave them alone and never interact with them again.

I do know I'll use the block button more: some situations aren't worth the candle.

I don't know what else to do: I just know that keeping on bringing up what others are doing will only escalate in more toxicity, which is not something BBU needs.

Should I have said something earlier? Maybe I should've told everyone to just drop the drama and block before it escalated.

I just know that I wanted this blog to be a safe place for everyone, and I'm not sure I've done a good job at it, as of lately.

I really should've just remained silent.

Please, don't talk with them anymore. Don't harass, nor bother them. Really.

Don't.

I've caused this. I know I did.

Just leave them alone.

I'm sorry and apologize for everything.

[intimidating-fettuccine]

can i please ask poly jason and lj and sully if y/n was being harassed and hassled on the street because of their clothes?

A few days ago I received some nasty comments from some people about my clothes, so I was wondering if it would be okay to ask for some comfort please

The three of them are essentially like your watchdogs. If you're familiar with the one Tiktok trend that's like "Using my scary dog privileges to walk alone at night", that's essentially what they are for you. People with common sense know not to mess with you in general, for several reasons. Jason, with all of his status, has made it known to the public that you belong to them and you aren't to be fucked around with, and LJ and Sully have a reputation of their own for being known to start and win fights if they need to put someone in their place. Generally, nothing bad really happens to you.

However, it seems not everyone in the Underworld realizes just what that type of warning means. The four of you were out for a nice walk, enjoying the coolness of the evening, when you passed by a group of demons in town. They harassed you, calling out awful names towards you for the way that you're dressed, the group of them mockingly whistling and laughing at you as you began to tear up from the harshness of their language. That doesn't last long, though. Before anyone can process it, Sully is the one to land the first punch, and quickly behind him, Jack lands the second, Jason getting in a few of his own as well. The verbal attack that your partners send flying back is enough to make even the toughest man cry, but you don't get to hear all of it, because Jason is the first to break away from the fight, escorting you far away, taking you to your favorite ice cream parlor down the street.

Comforted by your favorite ice cream and Jason's soothing words, hugs, and kisses, you start to feel gradually better. Jason is the best with words out of all of them, and he knows all the right things to say to comfort you and remind you that nothing they said is true and that you look absolutely wonderful, and you are absolutely wonderful. It's not long until Sully and Jack catch up to the two of you, and from the looks on them, you can tell they'd taken extra time to get themselves cleaned up. The looks on their faces tell you that those demons won't have the chance to bother you again, however, that's quickly replaced with concern as their eyes land on you and Jason. Jason excuses himself to place an order for those two, as they each cling to you, pressing kisses to your cheeks and temples, asking if you're alright, if there's anything more they can do for you. The three of them are some of the most protective in the mansion, and they're also some of the most clingy, so it's not long before you're completely cheered up again by their company, and laughing at their jokes and comments over your table full of ice cream. They won't stand for you getting harassed, and they make sure you know that you can always rely on them in situations like this. What kind of partners would they be if they let their darling get harassed like that? You can count on them and trust them for anything, including so much ice cream that Jack has to practically carry all of you home.

[pro-anomalocaris]

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He/him Seth or Set or Setka or Jean-Set. I have a lot of nicknames ADHD haver/survivor (depending on your POV) Over 18 Jewish (Bukharan) Linguistics + Religious Studies double major, on accident In order to answer the "are you white or not" question we need to discuss the construct of whiteness as it applies to Central Asia in your country of origin and frankly neither of us has time for that.

Fandom stuff would normally go here but I bounce from fandom to fandom. I don't believe in shipping only one thing and I think calling yourself "a Zutara" or "a Reyfinn" or whatever is ridiculous. It's internet Barbies, not a religion. It's not that serious.

DNIs get ignored but for the record, I'm pro-MOGAI, pro-endo, pro-trans, pro-intersex rights, pro-self diagnosis (even if you don't get it right, turning to your provider and going 'I have the following symptoms' is useful), pro-whatever group of lesbians is getting dragged on tumblr today be they split attraction model users or ace or bi lesbians or what have you, radical inclusionist, anti intersexism and medical abuse, anti biological essentialism, you don't need dysphoria to be trans, respectability politics are worthless, men aren't inherently evil actually, pro-interracial couples because no matter what antis say people are equals actually, and pro-kink.

If you think legal = moral and illegal = immoral, you are wrong. There are four states in the US where you can marry a minor at any age as an adult and have sex with them. That is legal. That is immoral. There are many countries where being queer is illegal. It is illegal and moral. Appeal To Legality is a logical fallacy that refuses to acknowledge anything could be wrong in the legal system. I should not have to explain to you why that's an incorrect statement.

Black Lives Matter. Stop Asian Hate. Missing & Murdered Indigenous Women deserves more attention than we're giving them. ACAB. Never Again Is Right Now. Hamas is a terrorist organization and Palestine deserves to be free from them as much as it deserves to be independent, and if you excuse Hamas committing rape, child rape, and murder, you are not pro-Palestine, because Palestinians have condemned those acts and frankly, everyone should.

Death threats, rape threats and suicide bait are always bad. They further drive people into extremism when you do it to extremists, they harm people in any scenario, and they reveal to me that you never wanted to be a good person, you just wanted to be cruel in a way that you can excuse as being 'good'. You're not good. A good person does not do these things.

If your discussions around mental health involve demonizing people who are low/no empathy or treating people with psychosis as evil, please know you are displaying no empathy and being evil. And I find that genuinely sad, but I am also going to block you.

Sometimes I'm ignoring you. Sometimes tumblr genuinely eats asks. I have asks on my main that have been there, hovering, invisible, for a year. I don't know why. But also sometimes ADHD kicks in and I mean to reply and for that, I apologize.

If you start a conversation, you do not get to cry about people replying to what you posted publicly where anyone could reblog and reply. Pretending people are "harassing" you for replying is either an attempt at using language to manipulate the situation or a sign that you are highly immature even for a minor.

If you use the "haha me no read reading iz bad lmao" excuse, you have forfeited all right to being taken seriously, not just by adults, but by children. You are also going to be incredibly easy to manipulate by everyone around you due to your inability to read with comprehension. I pray no one uses this to abuse you, but I'm also going to block you, because frankly, I don't know how to help in this situation.

I have had an anti send me CSEM in the past to "punish" me for writing a romance between a 50 year old and a 56 year old. I reported them to the police. They are now serving 30 years for possession of CSEM and if you try anything similar, I have no problem doing the same to you. (If you're wondering why I don't believe antis when they say they're protecting kids, this is why.)

Depiction isn't synonymous with endorsement. Shipping isn't activism. Fandom isn't activism. One real person is worth the death of every blorbo you and I hold dear put together.

[nerdragenewvegas]

I was trying to let this go but since you’re lying about what happened let’s look at the facts.

I asked you, very respectfully, on Ao3 to please reconsider tagging ships that weren’t endgame or were portrayed negatively in the main ship tags. This is standard Ao3 etiquette. You attacked me, called me names, blocked me, and were just very nasty.

I commented again on my other account to try and explain again. I was still respectful here. There was nothing rude in my message and no negative intentions. Again, you were horrible and mean in response. I hadn’t been rude, I came to you with kindness and respect and just asked you to consider something. You could have even said no in a kind way, but you didn’t. You were awful. So the third time, I have back the same energy. I messaged again on another accountand called you out for your hateful attitude. You responded by making fun of me for being autistic.

I should have let it go here and I tried, but admittedly when you fit was at the top of the tags (in the unrelated ship tag, of course) it set me off. If you weren’t gonna be nice to me, I had no obligation to be nice to you. And you had already made fun of me for being autistic, so I just let myself go into full autistic meltdown mode and let you have it. Because, frankly, fuck you. You’re not a nice person and you don’t have any empathy for others.

You of course continued to laugh at me and make fun of me for being autistic, okay whatever, it was annoying but that’s the kind of person you are. I probably did take it too far with the kys comments and death threats, I was really mad and since you were being nasty I was being nasty right back.

All of that was fine, whatever. Until you started tagging someone who had nothing to do with this situation. You harassed someone who wasn’t involved. You made fun of them for their age (misogynistic and ageist much???) and made fun of them for writing Stranger Things fic (you are also literally a fic writer, so that’s a really weird thing to mock someone else for). I explained repeatedly that that blog wasn’t mine and wasn’t related…you kept tagging them, harrassing them, and encouraging your followers to do the same.

You’ll notice I haven’t been able to message you or comment from stardancerluv…because it’s not my fucking blog and I don’t have any access to it. They used to write fics for a DC character I liked and I wanted to download their fics, it’s easier to do that from Ao3 than it is from Tumblr. They don’t have any ao3 and don’t crosspost there. So I made an Ao3 using their name, posted the fics there, and downloaded them. I did the same thing with the darlingireadit ao3, they’re darling-i-read-it on tumblr.

Then I found a bunch of other random fics I liked for the same character across different blogs, that weren’t crossposted to ao3 either, and made a third ao3 to post those. There was an RP blog that had a name I liked, so that’s how I made the masquenoire ao3. None of these Tumblrs knew I was doing this, they didn’t know me beyond me sending anons a few times. None of them are affiliated with each other either as far as I know.

It would’ve been easier to just make one ao3 and post everything, but I wanted them to look legit. If they’d already ao3 and just crossposted, I wouldn’t have to do all this. It was honestly kind of annoying to keep up with. So anyway. That’s the whole situation.

Oh my god, give it a rest. At no stage has anyone made fun of you for being autistic. You immediately used it as an excuse when you were called out for being rude and then were called out again for doing that, because doing that is wrong. That's not making fun of you, that's called being held accountable. As for empathy? You threatened to slit my throat. I know it's baseless (I don't really think you have the capacity to make the travel arrangements, honestly) but I'm not going to hold sympathy or space for someone who does that. I wasn't mocking her, either. I was pointing out that no fic writers have a right to come for each other the way you were writing for me. All the screenshots are still here. And on my twitter. Also at no point did I encourage people to harass her. You're quite literally making things up. Everyone can see the things you said. You cannot remove the context. You do not get to reframe this narrative. It's all there. It's all being discussed. Someone even did a dramatic reading. It's immortalised. You have told on yourself. Either you've been busted using alts, or you're admitting to stealing people's identities and content. Both are terrible. Both are embarrassing. Neither absolve you, I'll be contacting all of them to let them know you've said you've done this, on the off chance that these aren't a network of convenient alts you've made up that all use the same style of writing and are into the same fandoms, ships, etc as your many Ao3 accounts. You are the bad guy. You're an adult (maybe, this isn't very grown up behaviour hmmmm) and you can literally just block someone on Ao3 and never see their content again. This was you, an adult, having a literal tantrum because a ship in a fic didn't go your way (which just goes to show that you got really into it, so I'm flattered.) I really hope you can get help one day, because if this is how you're attacking a random fanfic writer on the internet, I can only imagine how you attack people who create actual canon content. You are an unsafe person. Talk to someone IRL about your feelings because you very clearly don't have a handle on your issues and it's going to hurt someone one day in a way that you won't be able to come back from. Honestly, babe, just drop it. It's not that deep. No one is taking this as seriously as you are and every time you make a new account to circumvent a block you just prove my point further. xoxoxo

[herobrilne]

In response to your Caliente Sisters post from December: Sammy Sundogs Twitch chat also talks about Spongebob Piss Fics, joking about a child playing with feces, sleeping outside, and selling kids, won't ban them for using slurs, makes fun of depression and bullies people with depression, gaslights the ban evader (me) on her autism, is rude to the ban evader for trying to be nice, then spreads fear about them when they showed remorse for those tweets, and taunts her into DM'ing people, when she finally made the decision to move on in February.

I got banned for a lesser offense, I did horrible things, but I actually show remorse for my actions.

please get help. this is not normal behavior.

ive been a viewer of sammy for months now, and im a regular in chat, and ive never had a bad experience (aside from you) in relation to the community. the things you mention about are all harmless jokes, and no one is discriminating anyone (much less using slurs.)

(i cannot believe youre bringing the stupid spongebob piss fic into this. if you're that pressed about something so stupid and something that was a joke amongst chat then maybe get off the internet and get a hobby, that isnt stalking and harassing someone. we are not the only community making these jokes.)

ive known about you this entire time, and i just read the doc regarding your endless harassment. no one is being rude to you because you have autism, everything that has been said against you is because of your endless stalking and harassing of sammy and their community.

this isn't moving on. you're still in streams, you're still reading everything that is being said in chat (the spongebob thing was in last weeks streams) and you're still sending asks and messages to everyone who even mentions sammy. not to mention the fact that you recently appeared in chat, i was there.

autism is not an excuse for being a horrible person, the problem is you.

most people learn from their mistakes and don't make them again, but you didn't.

[penguwastaken]

The Danganronpa V3 cast are not adults please stop being weird 💀

Danganronpa is a series that while I enjoy, isn't immune to criticism. One of the major and most valid criticisms levied against the series is its treatment and sexualizations of its cast of minors.

While you can maybe justify it in the first two games (though I wouldn't because they spend the entire game unaware of their missing memories, not to mention in DR2 their avatars are constructed from their appearance before entering Hope's Peak), one game you can't really do this for is V3 simply because V3 doesn't even attempt to try to make up some excuse for it.

And yet there is still a large group of people who insist that the cast of that game is comprised of adults anyway. This absolutely baffles me because the "evidence" is so shaky and flimsy that it rears its head into sketchy territory, so I kind of wanted to talk about it and explain why this isn't the case.

The Arguments In Favor

Before we go into the evidence against this, let's start by looking at the common points made as evidence for it. All of these arguments I found from all over the internet, so I can assure you these are actual arguments people made. I obviously won't be sourcing them because many of them are laughably stupid and I don't want anyone being harassed, but you can easily find them.

"The first two games had the cast be secretly adults so it makes sense for V3 to be like that as well."

This is a really stupid argument that I hear a lot. Yes, this is the case in the first two games because it is relevant in the first two games. It is a part of those games story and is therefore mentioned. It is not mentioned in V3 because it just isn't the case in that game, this is an assumption with no proof. This is simply just not a plot point that exists in V3.

"The characters' actors could be adults because it's a killing game and you'd have to be an adult to sign up."

Bold of you to assume that the company that kills people on live TV cares about the age of its guests. Anyways, this also falls apart when you consider that we see the actors and they are described as "normal high school students" and are shown wearing high school uniforms. This leads us to the next point people bring up. Even the artbook that goes over the pregame designs makes it abundantly clear they're high schoolers (more on that later).

"What if Tsumugi fabricated them being high schoolers?"

There's once again no proof for this, but even still, so what? The cast are all under the impression that they're high schoolers.

"High schoolers can be adults."

They can also not be. And in this case, there is no proof that there is. When you see a high schooler, do you justify sexualizing them because of the mere possibility of them being an adult? Of course not, because the odds are even higher that they aren't.

This isn't even mentioning how it's the start of a new school year for them, so the odds of everyone being an adult is next to impossible.

"The Ultimate Academy is a college, not a high school."

I think anyone with a working brain can tell you this is obviously not true but I've seen this brought up enough times where I need to mention it. No, it is not a college. It is, in fact, a high school and simply looking at the logo of the school itself says that. They're also all referred to as "Super High School Level" students.

"The Ultimate Academy has a love hotel and a casino."

When has age stopped these writers from sexualizing the cast? Ultra Despair Girls is proof enough that the writers don't care. Also the point of the Gofer Project was that they'd be able to preserve the human race, that's probably why it's there.

Ignoring how operating casinos and gambling in general is illegal in Japan so they're breaking the law regardless, Hope's Peak has had an Ultimate Gambler so clearly they're not against minors gambling. And before you say that Hope's Peak and the Ultimate Academy are different schools, they operate the same and Tsumugi even retcons the cast to be Hope's Peak students half way through the in universe story.

"Kaito is smoking a pipe in his character art and you had to be 20 at the time of V3's release to do legally smoke in Japan."

This point is so funny to me because, while I'll go into it more, Kaito refers to himself as a teenager very early on in the game. This means that he was, in fact, not 20. (Kaito also illegally took the astronaut exam so I doubt he cares anyway.)

"Kirumi was the prime minister of Japan in order to be the prime minister have to be at least 25."

Sure, if Kirumi was actually the prime minister. She isn't though, she only did the work behind the scenes for the real prime minister, so I htink it's obvious that these terms don't apply to her because she was a made who worked in secret and not the actual prime minister.

"Ryoma was death row and in order to be in death row in Japan you have to be at least 18."

This is probably the best arguement here but it's still very flimsy for a few reasons. For starters, this is the same series where you can work alongside the police as a detective at 12 years old, so the legal system clearly isn't the same here. Furthuremore, the backstories of V3's casts are comically extreme, so Ryoma getting into death row before graduating high school isn't that out of the question. Also, the same character bio that says he's on death row also refers to him as a teenager.

But let's just say that isn't convincing enough for you. Alright, Ryoma specifically is an adult. Teenagers can be 18 and the legal system here being different is an assumption. So what? Does this suddenly mean everyone else is an adult too? Does Yasuhiro being 20 when he got into Hope's Peak mean the rest of his classmates were? At most this proves Ryoma specifically is an adult.

The Arguments Against

Now that we got a lot of the flimsy arguments out of the way, let's actually put this argument to rest.

The cast are unambiguously high schoolers/teenagers. The game, at multiple points, tells you that the cast consists of high school students. The actors are even mentioned to, in fact, be high school students.

Almost everyone in the cast wears some variation of a school uniform, obviously modifed to match their own personalities similarly to the first game. Just like with other games as well, you can see the logos for their previous high schools on their uniforms, meaning they're coming from another high school year.

There is also Kaito, whose whole backstory is that he's too young to be an actual astronaut so he has to be a trainee. He even looks you in the eyes and tells you he is a teenager.

When they are discussing what's in Maki's lab, the possibility of a baby being there is brought up. Tsumugi then says that Maki is in her first year of high school, so at the very least there is no way Maki is an adult.

I already addressed the whole "teenagers/high schoolers can be adults thing before" so it doesn't really need repeating and same thing with Tsumugi potentially making up everything revolving around them being high schoolers.

There's also Kokichi and Himiko, who were both referred to internally as a shota and a loli. (Because of course the developers are weirdos, who would have guessed.)

"The keyword on his initial design was simply “shota”, so we made him look like a cute and personable boy." -Kodaka's comment on Kokichi in the artbook

"For example, in the case of Himiko Yumeno, I put together the character using only keywords that I thought were interesting, such as 'self-proclaimed magician' or 'loli girl.'" -Kodaka explaining the thought process behind creating characters

The artbook in general, again, refers to a lot of the cast as high schoolers. Once again, it couldn't be any more unambiguous. I'd recommend reading it yourself, almost every character is referred to as a high schooler in someway and they even go in depth on some characters on how they were designed with being a high schooler in mind. They even talk about the pregame designs, and once again, emphasize how they were designed to be high schoolers.

They were also written with it in mind as well. When asked on Bluesky why he writes high schoolers, he responds saying that it's in between being a kid and an adult, meaning he writes them from the perspective of them not being adults.

In fact, I'd argue that them being not adults is pretty important to the character writing overall. A huge theme of Danganronpa is the pressure put on young people in high school and having them decide what they're going to do in their life. The cast in general are written to be anime high schooler tropes.

In other words, they are unambiguously high schoolers.

What Now?

At BEST the age of the cast is vague. But as I said earlier, are you really okay with sexualizing someone on the mere possibility of them being an adult? Even when there's no proof of them being one and that's only a random baseless assumption you made to justify it? Personally, I think it's weird. And even then, this is ignoring how the entire cast is under the impression that they are just starting another year of high school. As dumb as it sounds, they are all mentally high schoolers.

And if you're one of those people who just don't care if they're adults or not, then I can't really do anything. You're a lost cause anyway lol

I've been wanting to talk about this for a while because it's something that really bugs me. And before you accuse me of just trying to start up age discourse or whatever, I think it's stupid. This discourse shouldn't exist because simply paying attention tells you everything you need to know. The discourse ultimately comes down to those who paid attention, those who didn't, and those who don't care. I don't care how controversial this stance may be, but I'll die on this hill lol.

In the end, I think this fandom has gotten a little too comfy with the stuff they say about the characters. Especially this cast in particular. I don't really care about headcanons that they're older because those are typically harmless, I just find the game and fandom's sexualization of these characters to be weird.