#I Am Cringe But I Am Free

[jashonja]

[vixdesl]

"woah this post looks creepy who would like this??"

it's not for you

"this art piece makes no sense and is so ugly"

it's not for you

"this post is so weird I have never thought like that?"

it's not for you

"what they identify as an animal? no one does that?"

it's not for you

the world doesn't revolve around you

neither does the internet.

we exist, cringe culture is dead, fuck normality

[princess-charlie-of-hell]

Charlie's and Alastor's outfits match with the stripes. he is looking slightly to the right the side where Charlie is , he definitely is looking at and grinning at her, also Charlastor Canon!

I know this is just coincidence but if RA shippers say that it counts as RA merch because Lucifer and Alastor are the only two single keys then i can use the merch to feed my Charlastor delusions too

So in my head Charlie and Vaggie are spending romantic time with each other and Alastor looks at Charlie longingly because he wished to be together with her

[spookshollow]

[secret-garden-for-claire]

How I feel telling my writer friend fanfic ideas:

[scribesofcalamity]

The living doll and her marble lion are the star performers of Carnival Master Zarnovich's Circus of Horrors, who have taken up residence within Montreal. In recent years, they have taken a more independent stance, endearing themselves to the currently ruling Anarch network of barons, while maintaining a few ties to the surrounding Camarilla strongholds-though many are still suspicious of their Sabbat ties. 

Virgil is a Camarilla Emissary sent from Rome to investigate the possibility of a Sabbat uprising amid concerns and suspicions of Baali and other demonic forces in Montréal. He has other goals as well, including investigating the possible Awakening of a vessel of Set. A former Duke as a mortal, he is a proud member of the clan of Kings.

Sophie is also noble born, raised from mortal birth to survive and succeed in the world of snake tongued politics and hierarchy. She was an immediate natural at Elysiums and other political parties and often accompanied her Sire to those. Despite their Sabbat history and connections, it is acknowledged that Zarnovich is a powerful kindred, as are his childer, and that has opened many doors that would have otherwise been closed. As the city of Montreal stands on the precipice of potential war, an Elysium is held just outside the city boundaries, hosted by the emissaries and open to all. The Camarilla look to intimidate their anarch and independent rivals. The stage is set for the very first meeting. 

Princess (derogatory) to Princess (Affectionate) Romance

A small drabble of Sophie and Virgil's first meeting below the cut!

Virgil adjusted his collar, sweeping the small cape over his shoulder. He observed himself for a moment in the mirror. The dress uniforms were far more elaborate than his normal attire, but they cut a memorable image for the Vatican group.  There were Camarilla in attendance from several different cities in the area,but frankly, Virgil paid them little mind. Their mission-his mission- was far more important than any petty territory dispute. To ensure their power was clear, Virgil had purchased the large property where tonight's party was being held. Although he was joining his team late,they had sent a multitude of ghouls and other spies to investigate the various groups around the city. He had an idea of who the potential key players were after reading through the files on the plane, and tonight, he planned to make some connections and gather information. Snapping on his gloves, he turned and strode out the door towards the elaborate banquet hall of the villa. It was time to get to work. 

Caleb stood by the doors, waiting for Virgil. “Are you ready? There's already quite a few guests.” Virgil tapped his hip out of habit,sighing when he found it empty. The usual weight of his rapier was a comfort that he had to go without for the night. “Just keep the wine and blood flowing. The more loose lipped our little anarch friends, the better.” Giving a nod to his comrade, they stepped into the hall and began to mingle with the crowd. Elias had already given a swelling welcoming speech to the gathered guests,and the crowd was buzzing with a quiet energy.

Virgil greeted one of the local Barons-Matthieu? He seemed amicable enough. His attention was distracted as the ghoul acting as the doorman loudly cleared his throat, seemingly quite nervous. “Announcing the Carnival Master Zarnovich and his children, Miss Charie and Lady Sophie Valentine.” Virgil paused. “Lady…?” The doors swung open and any further thoughts were swept from his mind. His eyes passed over the tall and intimidating Carnival Master, over the slightly out of place Charie, and met the piercing amethyst gaze of the Lady in question. Although she entered behind her sister, she commanded the room. Her head was held high, her soft brown curls spilling over her shoulders and down past her waist. A single braid adorned the right side, carefully intertwined with a silk ribbon. Her gown matched the clothing of her sire, a deep crimson stain. Unlike the black accents of Zarnovich's suit however,she was adorned with crisp white lace, woven around her slender neck and into the delicate gloves she wore. Gold jewelry set with bright rubies completed the outfit. Virgil was snapped back to reality as the crowd shifted around him to allow the Tzimisce to pass through. He had heard that Zarnovich had some unusual children, but there was little information available on them,and this was beyond his expectations. She was stunning. He smirked. She was clearly confident in her looks, but that likely meant she was the weakest link, focused on appearance and show. He could certainly deal with some vapid conversation with a pretty woman if it got him where he needed to be. He strode towards the group, giving a small bow. 

“Master Zarnovich. A pleasure to meet you. Thank you for gracing us with your presence…” he turned a dazzling smile on the women. “And for bringing your lovely childers as well.” Charie shifted uncomfortably,but he earned a small smile from Sophie. He chuckled internally. Just as planned. Zarnovich greeted him back,his long,spindly arms slowly folding behind his back as he stood to his full height. “Indeed…we always appreciate an invitation.” Virgil nodded, his eyes darting to glance back at Sophie,who seemed to be watching the crowd. “Might I ask your permission to dance with the Lady?” Zarnovich raised an eyebrow at his childe. She turned fully to look at Virgil before extending her hand toward him-he realized she was awaiting a kiss. He was not sure how old she was,but she seemed to be familiar with ballroom etiquette. He took her hand,softly grazing the flowery lace with his lips and looking up at her. Her lips had broken into a delicate smile,revealing her fangs as she spoke. “Certainly.” 

Sophie gazed down at the man kissing her hand as she was hit with a premonition-the images were hazy for a moment before flashing into a clear brilliance as his lips brushed against the lace. Like broken shards of a mirror,facets of a potential future danced before her eyes. Virgil Fortuna,sitting in the front row of the carnival,the flash of a sword,a letter carefully penned to her... The lips currently brushing her hand,pressed against her own as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She could not help but smile as she accepted his invitation. How interesting this would be. 

Leading her to the dance floor,Virgil signaled for the orchestra in the corner to begin the planned waltzes. Sophie patiently followed his lead as he guided his hand to her waist,her soft hair brushing over his glove. As the music began,he reintroduced himself. While there was no use of disciplines allowed at Elysium, Virgil was confident in his own charm and wit. He questioned her about her favorite places in the city,and her performance in the carnival. Her voice sounded like music,but her answers were seemingly basic. Perhaps she wouldn’t be as useful for information,but Virgil certainly enjoyed the way her slender body fit within his arms. He whirled her around,her steps perfectly matching his as they danced. He prodded a bit more-Considering that she and her sire had graced them tonight,could he perhaps take that to mean they were staying on the outside of whatever conflict was brewing within the city? Although she had mainly listened during this interaction,smiling and laughing as he spoke,he could at least try to gauge their alliance to the anarch,or potentially sabbat, movement here. 

As the music swelled,the small woman’s grip on his arm suddenly tightened. He glanced down. Sophie had been acting quite demure during their dance,but her jeweled eyes now observed him darkly,glaring up from under hooded lashes. She gave a small,harsh smile. “How disappointing, Emissary Fortuna. I would have expected you to know more about your potential battleground,considering how many spies you have sent into the city. I must apologize in fact…” she spun gracefully,her hair fluttering and the rubies set into her jewelry sparkling in the light from the chandelier. Her slender hand slipped from his as she continued speaking,meeting his gaze in challenge. “I do believe the ghoul you foolishly sent into our carnival made his way back out in several pieces…” She laughed,her voice clear and delicate against the harshness of her statement. “Perhaps you’re not taking this seriously enough.” Virgil watched in disbelief as the carnival master’s childe spun away from him,her hand gently taking a stunned brujah’s arm as the floor began to shift dance partners. He could not keep his eyes off of her as she moved further away on the dance floor,even as he guided his new dance partner. Irritation welled inside of him-he had misjudged his target,and been insulted for it. She would regret challenging him. 

The song reached its finale, setting Sophie back in front of Virgil as the dancers greeted their original partners. She curtsied, the picture of grace. “Thank you for the dance,and for the invitation. I must return to my Pepere's side…” She glanced up at him, slightly pursing her lips. But I look forward to seeing your continued efforts.” Virgil smiled back, his jaw clenching. “Of course my Lady Valentine. I can only hope you won't be disappointed again.” 

Sophie turned on her heel with a final smile thrown his way before fluttering back to her sire.  Virgil stared after her for a long moment before turning and locating Caleb, seated on a bench near the windows. His colleague nudged him as he sat down. “Going straight for the pretty ones huh?” Virgil turned an icy stare on his friend. “The little princess of the carnival is nothing special. We need to recall all of the ghouls currently sent out into the city. And probably call in a few replacements.” “I…huh? Well, alright, if you say so.” He waved Caleb away to follow up on his request. Frustration gnawed at his core. He couldn't believe one of their ghouls had not only been found so quickly, but killed. By this ridiculously pretty, and clearly talented kindred who he knew nothing about and who had accused him of not doing his job properly-he stopped himself mid thought. Why was he mentally complimenting her so much?

 Rubbing his eyes, he glanced over the room of mingling kindred, before his emerald eyes locked directly with the amethyst ones watching him from across the room. Sophie's eyebrows raised slightly as their eyes met, before she winked at him and turned away. There was a rage building inside Virgil. This was far from over. 

[maxxjr]

This is my cringe furry 🐾 Xena Photoshop art. You can laugh.

A part of me have always wanted to make them furries in my own I have written fanfiction too.

[n3cr0freak]

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i'm giving out side quests based on your vibes. good luck soldier.

[porcelain-rob0t]

on identity, healing the inner child, fursonas, and cringe culture

[onebadnoodle]

ok look i couldn't not draw them in their angel outfits lol

[sadagios]

even more popstars for tonight's lineup : life series winners edition

see the opening performance (griande and scarpenter) here

bonus scott under the cut (warning, a lot of skin... and me losing my sanity)

someone requested sabrina scottpenter... here you go (theres so much skin im sorry)

im ashamed to say how long i spent thinking about the nicknames. just have this mess if a scratch page . im going insane i think

[gor3sigil]

"We need to bring cringe/shame back" more like you need to learn how to sit with the discomfort of people liking and doing shit you don't like.

I myself sometimes feel it when I browse social media and then I remember that other people having fun isn't about me and guess what ? I stop feeling uneasy.

You don't viscerally need to say or do something about things you found cringe. You can just look away and mind your own business.

[frenzyarts]

I'm not going to buy your art if you're going to reblog cringe.

This is one of the funniest asks I’ve ever gotten I don’t even know how to respond

You’re ON the cringe website. Do you also get mad when you open a book and words are inside

[maelicgrn]

Self-indulgent showtime sketches

[secret-garden-for-claire]

How I feel telling my writer friend fanfic ideas: