#💖 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 : * ask prompt .

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🔥🔥🔥 honestly i love these pls

ooo y'all are gonna hate me for this one, but i'll say it anyway: i don't really see the appeal of ste/ddie. and before you come for my throat, i say this bc the fandom has fuckin' fetishized it SO MUCH that it's hard for me to wrap my head around it. if people could write it without being GROSS, i'd be fine, but it's always written in some "pls daddy, i'll be a good little boy" way which is like- why??? and if that's your kink, cool, idc, but it's when shit like that is purposely written to fetishize m/lm ships that i have a problem with it.

it's also when those fetishy shippers demonize women like n/ancy and c/hrissy and post horrible shit about them in their tags that have me go 'yeah, ain't touching that'. or when they shit on other ships with s/teve and e/ddie bc that's just rude.

all this to say, i could ship it if it was written in a way that isn't fetishy or ooc bc truly, i could see the appeal if given enough effort and chemistry that isn't 'm/lm good. women bad. ooga ooga'.

and it isn't just ste/ddie. this could go for any m/lm ship in this fandom. i was just using them as an example. i love m/lm ships when they're written well and not in a "i'm a cis straight girl who think two men having sex is so hot" kinda way.

anyway, ship what you want. i respect you and your ship. i'm not trying to step on anyone's toes, i just want ships like ste/ddie to be written with respect, not fetishy, and not ooc, that's all, thanks.

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it's wild to me that people will insist that it's ok for you to take breaks from rp and for you to ship what you want and that you don't have to be chronically online bc they'll still be there! buuuuut then you take a break from rp or you pop online to post ooc a little or talk about a ship you like and the next thing you know, the same people who insisted that it's ok for you to put your mental health first have dropped you. so which is it? are you allowed to take breaks and have people not forget about you, or do you have to be online constantly so people won't leave you by the wayside?

and don't get me started on how stupid i think it is that people feel like in order for others not to drop them they have to kiss ass. you shouldn't have to shower someone in attention / compliments for them to want to be around you bc if they are like that, they aren't worth keeping around.

but all this to say: treat your rp partners good. don't be a fucking dickhead or alternatively, don't feel like you have to suck their toes in order for them to like you. if they're gonna stick around they will. but either way: the rpc needs to do better with not dropping someone like it's hot just bc they have to take mental health breaks or need to step away from his hellscape of a fandom for a bit.

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listen, maybe it's just me but idk why people think popularity is the pinnacle of the rp experience. who the FUCK cares if everyone loves you? who cares about having a million followers? shit sounds like it'd be overwhelming af to me, but time and time again, people will flock to a blog (typically one with a hot white male muse) and vie for their attention just bc said hot white male muse blog gets a lot of traction. that's lame. you should write with someone bc you like them, their muse, their writing, something- not bc they're "popular".

and i'll hit y'all with a cold, hard truth: tumblr popularity don't mean SHIT in the real world. if you tell the average joe that you're "popular" on tumblr, they'd look at you like "bitch idek what tf that is." it won't make you special in any capacity.

tumblr rp should be about having fun and enjoying the hobby of writing with people. and besides that, popularity on this hellsite ALWAYS comes with stupid ass drama and who has time for that?

but also- if you're someone who got popular then dropped your friends for the "popular" crowd (that will eventually fall apart bc that's how it goes) you're a loser. end of.

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@prettybrawler asked: [ OVERSTIMULATED ]

          caed  must’ve  been  rare  form  that  night  because  they’d  been  physical  the  moment  he’d  snuck  through  her  window.  despite  the  need  to  be  quiet,  caed  had  been  making  that  very  hard  for  her.  she’d  thought  it  was  going  to  be  the  typical  interaction—a  little  fingering,  maybe  he’d  go  down  on  her  and  then  they’d  get  to  the  real  meat  and  potatoes  of  most  of  their  sexual  encounters.  that  wasn’t  the  case  this  time,  and  while  nancy  wasn’t  going  to  stop  him,  she  still  kept  a  strong  hold  on  his  hair.

          she’d  already  had  one-  two-  no,  three  orgasms…?  she’d  lost  count…along  with  some  of  the  feeling  between  her  legs.  well,  aside  from  the  throbbing  and  onslaught  of  soreness  that’s  creeping  up  on  her.  she  gives  his  hair  a  sharp  tug.  she  needs  a  break;  as  much  as  she  loves  being  pampered  by  him.“  caed,  ”  she  moaned,  as  quietly  as  she  can  manage  given  their  current  situation. 

          “  caed—i—s-stop,  stop—!  ”  if  he  could  just  give  her  about  ten  or  fifteen  minutes,  she’d  be  good,  but  he  seemed  more…eager  tonight  than  she’d  seen  before.  she  hadn’t  had  a  chance  to  question  it;  not  sure  if  she  even  wanted  to,  though  the  curiosity  was  ebbing  at  her…

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🔥 i must demand more

ask and ye shall receive!

personally, i think it's gross af to ship huge a/ge-gaps, and by this i mean, if you're writing a muse who is 18, fresh out of high school, and are shipping them with someone literally old enough to be their parent? that's gross. like, there's literally no need to ship someone b/renner's age with someone n/ancy's age. literally no reason. he's basically old enough to be her grandpa.

when you ship HUGE a/ge-gaps, there's a gross power imbalance there. it's not cute. it's not hot. it's predatory. please, for the love of GOD ship your muse with someone age appropriate.

in short, if you have a muse who goes, "man, i miss using floppy disks..." and the muse you're shipping with goes, "what's a floppy disk?" DON'T SHIP THEM. THAT'S GRODY, MY GUY.

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🔥 I LOVE unpopular opinions. hit me

s/tancy and h/ellcheer are two very cute ships and i've found that the people who hate on them are typically c/is w/hite women who like to fetishize m/m ships and hate female characters who "get in the way" of their fave white males (no offense to the super chill, cool c/is w/hite women out there) and what's even scarier is to imagine them having children (lord forbid a daughter) bc if they have internalized misogyny THIS BAD i'd hate to see what they'd project onto their daughters. like imagine hating that your ship isn't canon so you feel the need to be vitriolic towards people who like s/tancy and h/ellcheer and the ships themselves lol.

but it's ok bc i can always take solace in knowing that it's canon that e/ddie and c/hrissy liked each other and that s/tancy is going to be endgame. 😌

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@jockcliche​ asked:   [ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

          it  wasn’t  unheard  for  nancy  to  swing  by  family  video  to  bring  steve  lunch  or  just  say  ‘hi’;  it  wasn’t  unheard  of  for  her  to  stick  around  and  be  a  flirtatious  nuisance  either—not  that  STEVE  ever  seemed  to  mind—and  it  wasn’t  unheard  of  for  nancy  to  distract  steve  from  doing  his  job,  whether  intentional  or  not.

          what  WAS  actually  unheard  of  was  the  two  of  them  sneaking  into  keith’s  office—nancy  didn’t  want  to  know  where  steve  had  found  the  key—to  spend  steve’s  lunch  break  together,  doing  things  that  could  HARDLY  be  classified  as  ‘eating  lunch’,  even  if  steve  might  disagree  with  her  on  that  one.

          her  back  was  pressed  up  against  the  door,  one  of  her  legs  thrown  over  steve’s  shoulder  as  he  held  onto  her  thighs,  helping  to  support  her  once  her  one  rooted  leg  began  to  shake.  her  head  was  tilted  back,  eyes  rolled  into  the  back  of  her  head  while  she  called  out  to  god,  not  caring,  in  that  moment,  who  could  hear  her,  and  being  thankful  for  steve’s  big,  strong  arms  holding  her  up  because  she  surely  would’ve  collapsed  otherwise.

          “ fuck—steve—! ”  she  was  powerless  not  to  gasp  out  his  name,  the  knot  in  her  groin  giving  way  for  probably  the  third  or  fourth  time  since  they’d  started.  steve  had  insisted  on  making  a  meal  out  of  her  than  eating  anything  of  any  real  sustenance,  and  though  she  knew  she  should  have,  nancy  didn’t  bother  to  stop  him.  how  could  she  when  he  turned  her  into  utter  jell-o ?  

          “ steve— ”  another  moan  rippled  out  of  her,  the  hand  she  had  in  his  hair  giving  a  sharp  tug  as  he  kept  going.  “ steve—! ”  she  truly  didn’t  know  how  he  had  it  in  him;  didn’t  know  how  she  had  it  in  her  either.  she  could  already  feel  her  clit  and  folds  swollen  and  dully  aching  at  each  new  stimulation.  she  figured  that  this  probably  was  all  she  could  handle  for  the  time  being.

          letting  out  a  sharp  gasp  at  the  sensation,  she  gives  his  hair  another  tug  before  letting  it  go  and  pressing  her  palm  to  his  forehead  to  attempt  to  lightly  push  him  back.

          “ steve, ”  she  raggedly  sighs  out,  “ you—oh,  god—you  need  to  stop— ”

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@dehddie​.    sender kisses receiver to reassure them. / after she gives him a present uwu   ;   no longer accepting !

          nancy  realizes,  in  retrospect,  that  maybe  bath  products  weren’t  a  gift  you  could  just  GIVE  someone  and  not  expect  them  to  look  at  you  funny.  because  the  look  eddie  is  currently  giving  her  fills  her  with  ANYTHING  but  confidence.  she  feels  horribly  embarrassed,  cheeks  flushing  a  dusty  pink  as  she  avoids  his  gaze.

          the  l’oreal  shampoo  and  conditioner  and  irish  spring  soap  were  ones  she  always  used—ones  that  her  mother  always  insisted  on  buying  for  their  house—and  when  nancy  had  stayed  the  night  with  eddie  and  noticed  the  state  of  his  bathroom  she  had  to  do  something.  for  his  benefit  and  her  own—especially  if  she  ever  intended  on  spending  more  time  with  him,  which  she  did.

          “ you  hate  them, ”  nancy  guesses  suddenly,  shaking  her  head.  “ i’m…sorry,  i  was  just—i  wanted  to  do  something  nice  for  you  and—i  promise  they  smell  good. ”  but  eddie’s  reaction  still  isn’t  promising  and  nancy  now  has  the  worry  that  she’s  offended  him  in  some  way.  “ no,  y’know  what—never  mind.  i’ll  just—i  can  take  them  back— ”

          the  feeling  of  his  lips  on  hers  is  ( thankfully )  enough  to  silence  her,  and  she  can  only  blink  in  surprise  at  him  for  a  moment  before  murmuring,  “ eddie,  i—  what—? ”

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@unholyguise asked: ❝ I’m relaxing, I’m getting blackout drunk, and you’re leaving me alone. ❞ (couldn't resist the iasip memes)

     a chord is struck, and nancy can feel a vein throbbing in her forehead. this asshole. she doesn’t have the patience to deal with him, and MAYBE she could’ve overlooked his LAZINESS if he hadn’t spoken to her in such a way. that isn’t about to fly.

     without warning, nancy is stepping forward, snatching up his ear and giving it a harsh tug. “no, you’re getting your ass up and you’re gonna quit feeling sorry for yourself and get your shit together.” she is absolutely seething. she thought ‘friends’ were supposed to not be dicks to each other, but if he wanted to play HARD BALL, she could play it with the best of them.

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@spehllman​ asked:    ❝  oh,  jesus  christ,  is  that  a  fucking  gremlin ?  ❞

          nancy  sends  them  a  look  of  mock  offense,  voice  a  few  octaves  higher,  just  to  make  sure  the  person  in  question  can  hear  her  as  she  says,  “ sabrina !  that’s  my  BROTHER ! ”

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@jockcliche​ asked:    ‘  in my defense, i really am the dumbest bitch alive.  ’

          she  sends  him  a  look  and  lightly  smacks  him  on  the  shoulder.

          “ you  are  not, ”  she  insists,  tone  definite  and  letting  him  know  that  this  isn’t  up  for  debate.  who  cares  if  he’d  asked  her  what  the  english  words  for  ‘tortilla’  and  ‘taco’  were ?  who  cares  if  he  thought  that  ‘mozzarella’  was  a  spanish  word ?  who  cares  if  he  was  always  misquoting  shit ?  nancy  will  eat  rocks  before  she’ll  let  him  call  himself  dumb.

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@spehllman asked:   📜   ;   selectively accepting !

nancy,  going  over  sabrina's  resume:  okay,  so  right  here,  it  states  that  you’re  creative.

sabrina:  yes.

nancy:  okay...  may  i  know  what  you  create ?

sabrina:  problems.

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@munsontm asked: ☀ What's your rp pet peeve? ; accepting !

i have MANY of them, but for one of them, i guess i'd have to say when someone is using you to get to your friend. like, i've had someone shower me with attention and try to include me in things on the dash, send me memes, etc. only to find out it was because they wanted to ship with my best friend and didn't give an actual shit about me or my muse lmao.

they would send themselves anon questions, asking their muse about mine, shipping wise, and they'd reject my muse at every turn, but would try to stay up my friend's ass. so badly to the point that they would post 'dash commentary' on CLOSED, PRIVATE threads between my friend and me, in an attempt to get my friend to acknowledge and write with them.

it was annoying af and i just ask that people don't do stupid shit like that? like, if you want to write with my friend, just write with them, but don't pull me into it bc you think it'll make my friend like you more. makes you look fuckin WEIRD imo.

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@spehllman​ asked:   i’m only cryptic and machiavellian 'cause i care

          nancy  raises  an  eyebrow  at  that. “ okay,  but  does  STEVE  know  that ? ”  she’s  heard  about  the  ‘shovel  talk’.

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people really think it's a personality trait to hate s/tancy and b/yler and at this point, i hope they're endgame just to spite everyone. people are at least more receptive to b/yler, which is good, bc they're a cute ship and deserve happiness, but when it comes to s/tancy? holy FUCK the amount of people who complain about it in the tags makes me wanna bash my head into a wall.

"m/ike's an asshole, he doesn't DESERVE w/ill!" lord for-fucking-bid he be a realistic teenager with realistic teenager emotions while he navigates life and tries to come to terms with his sexuality. the boy comes from a loveless ass home (i know k/aren tries her best but y'know) and he's very obviously struggling with his feelings and emotions, but nah, fuck m/ike, right? and if ANYONE "deserves" w/ill, it's m/ike, end of. eat my ass, idc.

as for s/tancy- just bc they didn't work in the PAST doesn't mean they couldn't work NOW. they are LITERALLY "right person; wrong time" and now they're "right person; right time" and they work so well together as a team and they respect each other. people be like "ew, n/ancy doesn't want a family!" and that's not what she said AT ALL, but ok, sure. anyway. it's not even the family shit. it's the fact that s/teve has ALWAYS thought of a future with n/ancy and has always wanted to give her the stability she desperately needs given her shitty home life. and besides that, i don't believe that n/ancy ever really got over him anyway and was g/aslit into believing so by people around her that didn't even really know her or what she was going through so eat me.

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“What did you call me?”

          she  knows  exactly  what  she’s  doing,  eyes  fluttering  as  she  caresses  his  upper  arm  with  her  hand.  a  too  sweet  smile  forms  on  her  lips;  maybe  if  i  flirt  enough  i  can  get  what  i  want.  she  doesn’t  know  how  much  of  an  effect  she  still  has  on  steve  these  days,  however.

          “seriously,  steve,”  she  insists.  “ don’t  you  want  to  be  a  DOLL  and  help  a  girl  out ?  i  promise  it  won’t  take  more  than  maybe  five;  ten  minutes,  tops. ”