#I am not a competitive person I'm just really stupid mind you I think it is funny to do stupid shit like this and that's the reason

[dan-crimes]

Hmm someone outta stop me bcuz I'm seriously considering going thru my whole blog just to tag all my Sonic posts cuz the way my brain works I'm casually lookin thru my blog and a thought pops up tellin me like Man just think of how hard it would be to tag all of these tho I wish I could so I don't lose some of the cooler posts I got on here... wait is that a challenge? You don't think I'm capable of going thru all these posts and tagging them? HA! YOU KNOW NOT MY POWER! YOU KNOW NOT WHAT I AM CAPABLE OF! IF I WANTED TO I REALLY COULD and etc etc etc so yeah I'm like super close to biting the bullet and going thru all my posts just to tag some of those potential straggler posts of Sonic stuff I may have reblogged back in the day

[lalalian]

I always think to myself, "I'm out of ideas... I'm out of actually cool, creative ideas, will I have to shut all my shit down? How am I supposed to continue posting if I've got nothing..." but then, the next second I'll come up with something that genuinely could be a whole ass dr

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here's a dump of some of the drs I've been wanting to make into filled scripts for awhile now, but I haven't even started designing the scripts for them yet.

Some of them are literally just titles, but idk I just know I can work with it yk?

since I finished some prototyping hw today, I'll put in a little more effort sectioning this post

some of the ideas in question

cloud catcher: steampunk reality based on a cloud city, you've got a job as a cloud catcher, your job is to catch and sell different kinds of clouds, have a cloud shop

inedible edible cafe: inedible things here (in our OR) would be edible in this dr.. Initially I only wanted to include slime as a dish, but now I want to make dishes with different ingredients, like puffy sticker cereal or sum shit

shifting school dr: okay so this actually was a trend on shifttok for a sec, it was called a 'mysterious school' idk why. anyway, this school was supposed to be it's own dr, but I think i may include it in my dreamscape dr

magitech engineer dr: ngl this idea was in the fucking basement of my mind-- ain't nobody gonna wanna shift here besides for someone that actually likes crafting things. idk i just feel like it’s a niche idea

number magic: uh so no, that's not the title for this dr-- I just really wanna make a dr with this kind of system. idk I was just in world lit class and I realized the poem I was reading was repeating the number 5. we were supposed to analyze the poem, but my dumbass just started daydreaming... anyway, next idea

fantasy cosmetic makeup maker dr: so like imagine handmaking make up with like... mermaid pearls or like ground unicorn horns (sourced ethically of course-- unicorns will shed their horns like baby teeth throughout their lifetime. I cannot imagine depriving a unicorn of its horn... imagine doing that... what a psycho😨) you could make like a mermaid line, a sky beauty line, IMAGINE THE PACKAGING. STOP. WAIT. FLOWER KNOWS. AHHH.

guardian flame: I have so little down for this DR lmao 😭😭 essentially like you're some sort of being that's been assigned to protect another, probably someone who isn't as strong as you. the kinda oddball part about your drself in particular is that you have to go to school to train how to be a good protector, but like you've already got a person you need to protect. nobody is assigned to protect anyone until affffftteeerrr graduation, but ur stuck with an idiot

futuristic skater/futuristic biker: self explanatory! I also wanted this to be in a high school setting. this idea stemmed from me just wanting a high school futuristic dr, cuz like yk I was curious about what high school students would need to learn. what would be considered important to learn about? would all students be taught about how to make technology we would find difficult to make today? what about psychology class? what new theories would arise? what would students think about our generation (in our CR) today? would they think we're stupid, crass, or selfish? anyway, initially I just wanted to go to school and walk around... but, I had a dream about living in the future, more abt that in the next idea (this idea is getting long). Instead, I think I wanna deviate a bit from what I would usually do here and in literally every other school dr I have-- I want to experience what it'd be like to be a... deliquient? idk, growing up i kinda just was just that quiet girl that listened to her parents... soooooooo why not do smth different? I'm still not gonna drink or do drugs tho, boooooooo ik so boring 🙄🙄 oh also I was gonna have a group of friends that were also skaters or bikers and compete in definitely legal biker/skater competitions

futuristic entertainment district: anyway more about that dream, essentially everyone was wearing these levitating rocket boots that looked a lot like roller skates (they had those wheels at the bottom of the shoes). the city was like a huge pot hole filled with stores on the side, but like it seemed like parts of the land was broken apart and floating around-- even those had advertisements and people singing and dancing on them. like this pot hole city was filled to the brim with advertisements, shops, stores, entertainment places, literally I remember that there was a huge section of like idol shit. there were a lot of people darting around the place using those levitating boots I was wearing, but there were also futuristic floating cars. imagine cyberpunk but if it was located in a big ass pot hole. yah, that. idk i just wanna explore

dystopian futuristic dr: similar to cyberpunk in the fact that it's a world dominated by companies; I want to join an underground group that wants to overtake the gov and make the world less ass

singles inferno - introvert ver: I actually have all the contestants scripted + designed a script for this DR, but I haven't worked on this script in a whiillleeeee. I wanna be song jia. not literally, but like I want to have her charm, yk? ok so the introvert part-- a lot of the game will take place in a group chat room. you do challenges in-person and in this chatroom to get a date, sometimes it's a random date, but most of the time it's like your choice. very heavily inspired by a game called picka!

a minecraft roleplay dr: I know at least one of yall cringed so hard at this, trust me, I knooowwwww-- but I really want to be like the next aphmau or smth. oh except I don't want to make kid vids, tho I'm sure yall knew that right. I want to recreate aethergarde academy in minecraft (ALSO ALRUNA TOO OMFG) but then I also wanna do other things that aren't dr related. idk I just know that this DR's gonna be sooooo fun. I haven't even decided on a channel name yet 😭😭

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uh so I prob got more, but these were just the ones that came to mind

I'll prob make a part two when I'm lazy with posting

if anyone wants to use these ideas, please do credit me! if one of yall see someone using my ideas without credit, plz plz tell me, ty!

[captain-joongz]

I hope you are feeling well and eating well. I wish you to always be healthy. I am writing this with great shame right now. This may be perversion, but it is funny and that's how it is. I think you are the best person to handle this issue on this platform. 🫠

To be honest, my bias is Soobin and I had thoughts floating around in my mind for the past few days. You can apply it to the other members too<3. Soobin and I have been together for a long time and have been together many times, but we promised each other 1 month before the wedding not to even masturbate. We had difficult requests etc. The wedding day was pretty normal, but our honeymoon bag was changed by our close friends and it contains all kinds of garters....

hello baby, thank you for trusting me with this request! i hope that i was able to deliver what you wanted <3 i am so sorry for the delay with the answer, though, i promise to do better next time!

i'm having fun with these, and wedding seems to be a recurring theme of Soobin's stans 👀

warnings: unprotected sex, making out, mentions of masturbation, dirty talk, lingerie

the idea came to the two you quite easily, it was even super easy to agree to it - a month, that's nothing right? it's not like you can't handle having no orgasms or having sex with the love of your life, right?

right...

it started off okay. giddy and full of anticipation and excitement, you both giggled at each other like two high-schoolers, giving each other eyes and pursing lips, the understanding that nothing was to happen running between you. and it was fine

it was fine

you didn't talk about it with Soobin in depth, but honestly, you started breaking after the first week. the month before was the most stressful part and you found yourself begging for some easy fun in the sheets with your fiance, your body heating up and thrumming anytime you two were close. but Soobin looked completely unaffected, so you didn't want to be the one to bring it up. yes, if given the chance you'd probably be fucking him or yourself like three times a day just to fucking cope with the wedding stress, but you could do it

until like the middle of week two, then you realised that you really couldn't. but both you and Soobin were so damn competitive and you wouldn't be the first to buckle - and you saw the cracks in Soobin's unbothered persona. you saw his hands clenching when you walked around in shorts, the way his eyes would catch on your nipples anytime you walked by in only your tank top

he would suddenly turn more serious, speak less and focus solely on you in that way that you knew he'd be balls deep already if it wasn't for the promise. the stupid annoying no good promise that was starting to drive you up the wall

week three and you'd start to slip - hands would start to linger, eyes would wander more. both of you had a hard time focusing and you were so fucking tense you felt like dying. the need to just jump onto a cock and make yourself cum over and over again was making you insane and you were barely holding on anymore

and the only thing that kept you in lane was seeing Soobin struggle just as much. you swore the man had to wait out more awkward uncomfortable boners in these past three weeks than he had to through his whole puberty, and it was funny at the beginning before you became too desperate and even the faint outline of his hard cock was enough to make you wetter than a fucking bathroom sink

you were ready to throw in the towels, but that would be giving up and you two didn't do that

not even when you lost control and your innocent little kiss quickly spiralled into a heated make-out that ended with you humping your fiance like a fucking dog before he pushed you off with a pained whine. you both were fine

thank god the last few days before the wedding were so crazy and packed with activities you barely had the time to think about the sorry state of your love life, but your body didn't forget - the buzz was there, under your skin, making you feel like you were losing your mind. and combined with the anxiety from the planning it was turning you into a jumpy nervous wreck. you needed it, you needed it bad

the rest came in a blur, the wedding was beautiful and you spend the whole day happy crying, drinking with your friends and family, and dancing with your now husband. the hungry looks you two were sending each other were not lost on everyone, but of course you'd be excited for tonight, so they only shrugged it off with smiles and laughs. they had no idea...

at least you thought they didn't, until that night you finally turned in and after much screaming, laughing and wolf whistling made your way back to your wedding night suite. and now, you were looking at what you thought was your bag with your usual toiletries and a tasteful pretty sheer white night gown. what wasn't in your bag was the deep red lacy lingerie, garters and black pumps that you were currently looking at

what in the fresh hell??

after checking through the bag a couple times, trying to make sure it was really meant for your and it wasn't by accident dropped off here by some confused guest (if so, they were planning to have a hell of a night, god damn), but it was your bag, only different contents

the mystery got solved when a text came to your phone. did you find the bag? it was from your best friend and you started to realise what had happened. have fun tonight after your little ban ;)

embarrassed, you didn't even want to answer. your bff was the only person you shared this little secret with, but she probably roped in your other friends so they would help her switch your bag. in your mind you were cursing her, but your hands were already going through the contents again with barely contained interest. well, it was already here... and it would look extremely good... why not?

dragging the bag into your bathroom to change quickly before Soobin came in from the outside where he was still talking with his family, you carefully tore yourself out of your wedding dress (not easy, turns out) and started untangling the delicate lacy undergarments

when Soobin entered the room, it was still empty. his mind was racing with the possibilities, and he knew that after a month of complete abstinence with the occasional excitement when you two lost control, he probably wouldn't last longer than a few minutes with the accumulated lust that was already making him hard. but he had a whole night, didn't he?

hearing the bathroom door open, the excitement surged in him and he braced himself to turn. he knew you'd get something pretty to wear, but upon turning seeing you in a deep red lacy set complete with garters and black tights and heels, it was like his whole world spun and he was suddenly dizzy with desire

you barely had two seconds to take in the absolutely ravenous look in his eyes before he was on you - he moved so fast you didn't even catch it with your eyes. one moment he was standing by the bed and the next he was grabbing you and prying your mouth open with his tongue

the kiss was filthy and fast, overwhelming you in mere moments before you were thrown back onto the bed, back hitting the soft bedding and bouncing lightly, and Soobin quickly climbing on over you to kiss you more until your lips were wet and sticky with drool

"are you actually trying to kill me, baby? already want to collect my life insurance?"

he'd throw out little remarks between your moans, nipping your lips, biting your neck, hands running over your whole body and catching onto the lingerie, pulling strings to snap them back onto your skin, to feel you tense and clench under him as you cried for him

"fuck, i need to fuck you right now, i promise i'll be slow and loving later, baby"

and that's how you found yourself falling apart on his cock seconds later, Soobin barely undressed with his shirt open and tie hanging between you, pants and underwear pushed just under his ass, your legs forced apart as far as they could go with your panties only pushed to the side so he could easily slide into your pink wet cunt and fuck it with reckles abandon

both of you were so turned on you couldn't even speak anymore, Soobin grunted above you as his hips rolled smoothly into you and hit your sweet spot effortlessly, and you lied under him completely boneless, just hungrily taking the pleasure his cock was providing for you, high-pitched whimpers and moans falling out freely. you heard the quiet rapid squeaks of the bed as your bodies bounced on with the motions, you heard the rush of your blood as your climax ruthlessly approached until you were screaming, the bliss taking over and cunt clenching

you both came at the same time, the orgasm that barrelled through you forcing you to tense up as your back arched, and Soobin's cock got mercilessly squeezed until he was spurting his cum deep into you, groans being punched out of him with the force of it

"don't worry baby, i didn't take anything off, so i can still take a nice look at you with my cum trickling down your thighs"

you had a long night ahead of you, and you were going to enjoy every damn second of it

divider by @cafekitsune

[call-mi-jinx]

Spencer Reid X Reader - "You are smarter than me."

summary: there's a competition between you and reid about who is smarter than who. when he finally confesses something y/n can't get it out of her head so confronts reid about it.

warnings: unknown pining (reader was too busy trying to one up spencer), swearing, making out

Main Masterlist Spencer Reid Masterlist

a/n: hey girliessss! av jus started watching criminal minds and i love spencer's character! don't know if this is completely accurate of his character so pls don't come for me 😂😂 anywaysssss enjoyyyyy xx

spencer reid x fem!reader

Spencer Reid was and still very much is a pain in my arse. We both have IQs of 187, able to read 20,000 words per minute, have 3 PhDs and he thinks it's a competition, but I'm smart enough to know that if we actually put our smarts together then we'd make an unstoppable team for the BAU. However, he thinks it's a stupid competition of who is actually smarter.

So instead of being a normal human being and talking things through with Reid, I decided to play his little game because I've grown to absolutely love pissing him off. It's become my new favorite hobby.

"This guy seems to be a complete psychopath, he shows barely any sympathy. He only has a few close relationships with people, but he even takes advantage of them." Reid says as we're talking about the new guy we're profiling. However, this reminded me of something. Reid is explaining a sociopath, not a psychopath.

"Actually, Reid, you're describing a sociopath. Psychopaths have no empathy while sociopaths have some empathy. And this sociopath we're dealing with has a few close bonds with few people. However, psychopaths have no close bonds with anyone, as they find people easy to manipulate and just a little puppet. The guy we're dealing with enjoys hurting people for personal gain, not enjoyment like a psychopath would." Reid's facial expression makes me grin. He's pissed.

"Good work Y/N." Gideon pats my shoulder as he walks away to get a cup of coffee.

I give Reid a smug look as I go towards the little breakroom. I can feel him quickly following after me, God I love pissing him off, kind of makes me forget that he's so good-looking.

As I get to the breakroom, it's empty, I go towards the cupboard and grab my special mug with little daisies all over the mug with a light blue background. I put a tea bag in the mug and go to put the kettle on but Reid gets in the way.

"Care to move out of the way Reid?" I say as politely as I can but it's hard with the look on his face, I can tell he's angry angry.

"Care to stop making me look like a dumbass?" His jaw tensed as I smirked at how pissed he was.

"Maybe educate yourself a little more then you'd stop looking like a dumbass. It's not my fault I'm smarter than you. One day you're just going to have to deal with it." Reid seems to be getting angrier and angrier with every word I say.

"You are not smarter than me Y/L/N. Just because we have the same IQ, both have 3 PhDs - in which one of them is practically useless - and can read 20,000 words per minute does not mean you're even as smart as me." Reid's tone reeks with venom laced in every word.

"Actually, my degree in biochemistry may be useless to you. But, it's not as useless as you think because it's helped solve cases faster than without my biochemistry PhD. So you are yet again wrong." My smug grin only becomes bigger as I correct him for the 4th time this week. It's Monday.

For once, Reid was absolutely speechless. Not really the reaction I was looking for. And on top of that, his facial expression was calm. Makes me feel uneasy. Very uneasy.

"You know what Y/N. I'm just going to end this right now. You are smarter than me. And you want to know why I'm admitting all of this right now? Because I am tired of pretending that we don't want each other. I'm tired of pretending not to see the look on your face when I'm wearing that particular shirt that I know you like." My breathe hitches at even the slightest mention of that shirt, he always looks so damn good in it. "And I know you're getting tired of it too, especially because of the glances you send my way from your desk." He was now inches away from my face, his breathe fanning against my ear.

As he finished talking, he pulled his face away gave me a small knowing smile and walked out of the room. I was flabbergasted. Reid wanted me? Like in that way?

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For the rest of the day, I stared at the case files. What Reid said took me aback. Not even I knew how I felt about him until he mentioned all those things.

I was taken out of my trance when someone knocked at the door. "Come in." I sigh as I lean back in my chair. When the door opens, I see JJ.

"JJ, what's up?" JJ sits down in the chair opposite mine. She has a warm smile on her face as we make eye contact.

"We've cracked the case! It wasn't the husband who killed her. It was the gardener because he was having an affair with the husband and wanted the husband all for himself!" JJ was ecstatic, it took us almost 3 weeks to crack this case.

"How did you figure it out?" I leaned on my desk, almost as happy as JJ finding out that we cracked the case.

"Wasn't me, it was you." I leaned back in my chair in shock.

"Me? What did I do?" JJ smiled and leaned forward on my desk.

"Reid told us that your correction to his mistake helped him find out that the gardener was a diagnosed sociopath and the only person who fit the description. At first the gardener wasn't even considered by how well he and the husband covered up their affair!" I leaned back in my chair, guess Reid really meant it when he said our 'competition' was over.

"Glad I was able to help." I had a small awkward smile on my face, the mention of Reid reminded me of what he had said to me earlier.

"Also, we're all going out to celebrate. The bar 2 blocks from your apartment building. 8 o'clock." She smiles at me before closing the door.

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As I arrived at the bar, everyone was there. JJ, Garcia, Morgan, Gideon, Hotchner, Greenaway. And Reid. God why did he have to look so good? The way he styled his hair, the clothes he wore, the way he presented himself.

I made my way to JJ and Garcia who, from what I heard on my way over, were talking about how buzzed they were about solving the murder.

"Y/N! Heard you were the one who solved the case! Well done! Proud of you flower!" Garcia hugged me, I looked over her shoulder to see Reid staring at me, he had a look on his face that I couldn't pinpoint and haven't ever seen before. Especially not on his face.

"Thank you. It was Reid who helped me actually. If he didn't make a small error I wouldn't have even mentioned that the killer was a sociopath." I tucked some hair behind my ear as I smiled shyly.

"Reid told us you'd say that. Speaking of, how come you and Reid are giving the credit to each other? Usually you both argue for the credit." JJ had a suspicious look on her face as Garcia stated this.

"We just had a chat in the breakroom and decided it was the adult thing to do and stop our little competition we had going on." JJ and Garcia wasn't convinced but they nodded their heads anyway.

As the night went on, everyone except for me and Reid got drunk. Because I don't really like being around drunk people, I sat in a booth away from everyone else.

I was looking through Instagram on my phone when I felt the seat next to me dip with someone's weight. I looked up from my phone to see Reid next to me.

"Hey Reid, what's up?" Reid had the same look on his face from earlier. Made heat rush straight to my face.

"You still thinking about what I said earlier?" He rested his face on his hand as he stared at me intently. The heat in my face only grew more as he spoke. I never noticed how much I actually like the sound of his voice.

"What exactly did you say Reid?" I tease him a little bit. I remember exactly what he said. Word. For. Fucking. Word.

"Please don't make me say it again, I had a sudden urge of confidence in that moment and just then." He leaned back and looked at me pleadingly.

It made me giggle. How introverted he is but when he wants to be he can be the most extroverted person ever.

"Don't worry love, I remember and cannot stop thinking about what you said." I leaned closer to him, leaving just a few inches between our faces.

"R-really? I... I-I was kind of hoping you wouldn't." He had an awkward and embarrassed look on his face.

"And why's that?" I lean slightly closer, I can feel his breathe quicken.

"B-because you obviously don't feel the same way, the way you oppose me every chance you get, the way you look at me when I correct you, the tone of voice you use when you speak to me. The facts are there Y/N, to anyone it'd seem like you almost hate me in a way." When Reid was stating the facts I felt horrible, he thought I hated him. I could never hate him, I just hate when people correct me.

"Spencer. I don't hate you. I could never hate you. I just hate when someone corrects me. Especially when we're in front of other people that I care about the opinions of. It's because when someone corrects me, I feel like a failure. When it used to happen in school, I'd always go red in the face and want to curl up in a ball. It's nothing against you Spencer." Reid's face lit up.

"That's the first time you've used my first name. And you used it twice!" He had the biggest smile on his face.

"That's all you could focus on?" I chuckle and lean back then forward again.

"Well not actually, but it's a huge thing because we've known each other for years and you've always called me Reid because we've always had this sort of rivalry going on-"

"Shut up and kiss me Reid." I say before placing both my hands on his cheeks and connecting our lips. He kissed me back after quickly processing what I just did.

His hand went to my waist shortly after to pull me closer. His other hand went to my neck and pushed my head closer to his. The kiss was desperate but also freeing.

We eventually pulled away to catch our breath and giggled like school children as we made eye contact.

"I guess the facts are not there." He breathed out a chuckle, his hands staying where he had placed them, not wanting to let go. Of me. Of this moment.

"Guess you don't know everything Spencer." I had a smug smile on my face. He rolled his eyes before he peppers my face with kisses.

"You have always been such an ass Y/L/N." I mock an offended look on my face and place my hand on my heart.

"Such a hurtful thing to say Reid." We both giggle as we lean in for another kiss.

[td-scenarios]

Request: Confessional about s/o for Cody, Scott, Justin, Heather, and Lindsey? Have a great day!

(I hope u dont mind if it's pre-relationship! u didn't clarify, but i thought them talking abt their crush on reader would be cute :] )

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Scott

He looks slightly disturbed being here. A shifty look in his eye, almost as if he was nervous to look directly at the camera. Every time Scott had been in to make a confessional up until this point was to explain whatever he had been planning for the competition, so this was unsettling for him to say the least.

"So, Y/N, am I right?" He started before the camera fizzed out and came back to him in a different position. "Nevermind this is stupid."

It would take a while until Scott would brave the confessional again. This time, he was gripping his head like a madman. Slowly, his head tilted up until he was holding onto his face with his eyes framed by his fingers.

"I can't take it anymore. They're perfect! My schemes can't touch 'em!" His hands had left his face and he was gesturing wildly. "I don't think I even WANT my schemes to affect them. Woah. I never thought I'd say that."

Scott blinked dumbly at the camera before a scowl took over his expression.

"Y/N I'm comin' for ya."

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Lindsay

"Oh my gosh!" Lindsay twirled a strand of her hair around her finger as she stared off into the distance past the camera. "Do you guys think that Y/N likes me? 'Cause I toooootally like them. Like, I like-like them." A dreamy smile plastered on her face as she kept talking. "I hope they like me back. Like who wouldn't?"

She thought about what she said for a second, her expression a bit grave as it finally focused on the camera.

"People like me, right? Yeah, they do. That means Y/N has to like me." A pause. "Ooooooh, but what if they don't?" Lindsay tapped her chin in thought at the idea. "Whatever! They're really cute and like smart and amazing!" The blonde finally stopped talking and just sat there with her head resting on her hands as she let out a wistful sigh. This pause continued for about a minute before she finally perked up and tilted her head at the camera.

"Wait, is this still going?"

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Justin

The model tapped his finger on the vanity as he was thinking about what he should say. He finally looked up and fixed his hair in the mirror as he started talking.

"I never thought I'd meet anyone as gorgeous as me. And I haven't. But Y/N comes pretty close and that's dangerous. They're stunning and their wit is unmatched." His lips puckered in defeat since his hair wasn't falling the way he wanted to. Ultimately, he gave up on it as he kept talking.

"Maybe I should go for an alliance with them. The thought of getting Y/N voted off just...doesn't sit right with me. But I also can't have this sort of competition."

Justin sat there with a frown, not really knowing what his plans would become at this stage. He sighed before he shot a smirk back up at the camera.

"I need to stop with all this thinking, it's making me ugly."

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Heather

"They're insufferable!" Heather growled, folding her arms across her body while glaring off to the side. "All they do is be stupidly kind and have a dumb face and...and...and well they piss me off!"

"I need Y/N out of this game. Pronto! If I am to keep my game face on then Y/N has to go. They're totally messing everything up!"

Heather huffed and continued stewing in her anger. Eventually, she kept sputtering on some anger fueled words before letting out a frustrated groan.

"I can't believe this is happening..." She grumbled, scrunching in on herself more.

Before the camera fizzed out, a slight smile was seen on Heather's face as she let out a dreamy sigh.

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Cody

"Wow. Y/N..." Cody sat there, staring at the camera with the most overjoyed look on his face. "They're probably the first person I've ever found attractive that is actually giving me the time of day! This is great!!"

Cody silently cheered, raising his arms in the air with a big smile on his face. Once his tiny little self-contained celebration was over he finally began speaking once more.

"I really really hope they like me back. Wouldn't that be awesome?" He got a bit closer to the camera, a smile on his face.

"I mean, they don't push me away, they're not mean to me, and they actually laugh at my jokes! I think that the Codemeister has finally done it." His ecstatic boy-ish demeanor quickly replaced with a more smug one.

"Or, at least, I hope so."

[the-oracle-of-the-lost]

Section 31 liveblog

time for a liveblog i guess?

as a disclaimer to this i've been in a Real State for the past week or so and am having really bad brain fog (this is the first day i've felt good enough to watch something with a plot all week) so if i say something stupid or miss something please forgive me, i'm so fried right now and words are very hard.

i also have not been looking forward to this movie that much and was not a huge fan of the trailer and some of the reviews i've heard but i'm going into this with an open mind! i love Michelle Yeoh & Emperor Georgiou and i've heard a few mutuals say that this ended up being a fun heist movie which i'm 100% down for.

spoilers under the cut.

the little mirrored intro is very fun

unfortunately i am a sucker for movies that begin with a quote

one of the parts i was excited for from the trailer was showing more of Emperor Georgiou's backstory & the Terran Empire pre-Disco so i'm glad we're starting out with this

so was young Georgiou in the Terran Hunger Games or something?

or a competition to become emperor? hm. that doesn't feel like it really fits in with the whole Terran ethos of "you can only advance by killing your superior and taking their power" but sure i guess.

yeah the whole competition feels pretty contrived on a worldbuilding basis

also i understand why we had to make Emperor Georgiou a more sympathetic character (and i love the more nuanced sympathetic look at her we get in Disco s3) but ngl i would have liked her having a harsher more unsympathetic backstory so that her growth in Discovery isn't her coming back to her roots but her genuinely growing as a person in a way she couldn't in the Mirror Universe and having her be redeemable because she was in love is... not my favorite trope.

canonical map!!!! i love looking at the maps people create for Star Trek and i know we get so little canon information about whether things are located

(okay super nitpicky but on the map why is there a demilitarized zone near Cardassia listed when the Cardassian DMZ wouldn't be there until the start of DS9. i guess it could be another DMZ but i like nothing if not to hyperanalyze things)

(Trill is not in the Federation right now (or at least is beyond the Federation border whether or not they were a part of the Federation before this treaty) and interestingly is pretty close to Cardassia!! marking this for possible DS9 worldbuilding and how Trill might have been more directly affected by the Dominion War than other Federation planets)

okay back to the actual movie

is there going to be a yellow filter over the whole movie? i mean it's better than Discovery's aggressive blue lighting but i'm begging Paramount to invest in some decent lighting and color grading

over ten minutes in and i'm getting the sense that this is going to be a fun enough space heist movie but there's just no reason it needed to be a Star Trek movie (or that we needed to continue Disco's track of ruining what Section 31 was meant to be)

these costumes are very fun!! i'm glad we're getting fun fashion again and not just the same mostly modern human fashion we see in so much of new Trek

yeah this is continuing my Section 31 complaints from Disco as i knew it would.... i'm not as against exploring them as some people in the fandom are (i think the idea that there is a bad arm of the Federation working under the table is interesting and true to life) but Section 31 shouldn't be a fully fledged division with clear operatives and resources, it should continue as it was in DS9 – a few lone morally corrupt agents who manipulate Starfleet officers & anyone else relevant to gain control on Federation society in a "the ends justify the means" way. i honestly think part of the issue is thinking that the "section" references a division or department when it actually (iirc) refers to the section in the Federation founding document that allows for extreme measures to be taken in the interests of security and the fact that it was never a fully fledged division and didn't have physical resources was part of the point.

who wrote "Deltan sexy time charm" and thought that was a good line to keep in a movie?

tbh i wasn't a huge fan of the editing style in the trailer but in situ it's fun in a camp way. idk if others agree but it's fun for Star Trek to branch out into new types of style & tone instead of just doing epic space action flicks all the time.

okay what's with the singer just singing like three words at a time in between scene cuts? i know i just said i was kind of jiving with the editing but? not that? (also... just never a huge fan of putting modern music in future/alien settings.)

okay the mech design is kind of stupid (and i really wish Star Trek would be consistent about cyborgs & cybernetic enhancements!!)

they were really trying to go for the Suicide Squad vibes huh

not sure about any of these one off characters (too Suicide Squad-y) but i appreciate they were trying to go for some new styles of characters and not just the usual Vulcan, Klingon, etc.

i'll reiterate the "no one in Starfleet is supposed to know about Section 31, that's the point!" again but i'll stop going on about it now. it's not fun to watch a movie where i'm disagreeing with the point of it the whole way through.

the phase pod is a cool tech idea but man it's overpowered if it's used again

yeah mystery guy with a mask? definitely Georgiou's love interest from the beginning who she scarred right?

interested to see what could possibly be the plot justification for him turning up in another universe.

disclaimer that i'm fully turned away from the screen during any fight sequence because they're gonna give me a headache if i look at it so i will not have much to add about any of the fighting (other than pleading Hollywood to change their currently favored quick cut fight scene style so i can watch action movies again)

oh or masked guy isn't San i guess? (or he lived but i'm struggling to work out how)

oh so very interesting canon info if this movie is sticking with the idea of the Eugenics wars happening in the late 20th/early 21st century a la TOS and not pushing it back like SNW to keep up with our present. honestly giving more credence to the theory that SNW is a completely separate timeline (but mildly confusing given that both SNW & this movie are based off of Disco and there aren't really any timeline divergent points i can think of?)

i am actually glad to see a character from our present (ish) who've time jumped to the Star Trek future, i always thought that was a really underexplored concept that was brought up a few times in TOS & TNG but never fleshed out.

okay yeah "guy who lived through the Eugenics Wars but was forcibly turned into an Augment and hates himself because of it" is a really solid character base.

however a lot of the other side characters are... not my favorite.

okay calling a character "Dada" pronounced like the alternate pronunciation of Data is a good bit

i was going to be a little annoyed by how common the crossings between universes seems but honestly it's pretty fucking easy in DS9 to go between the Federation and the Terran Empire so i guess this is just how it is. honestly it's funnier that way.

this is the third time i've had to refresh paramount and i'm not even halfway through the movie. please fix your fucking website.

Zeph, Quasi, & Fuzz are so insufferable, can we just kill them all already? sorry not sorry.

yeah Garrett's definitely the mole.

mmm i just realized that Alok's backstory with being adopted by a warlord and forced to be like her is exactly what Georgiou did to mirror!Michael. that's tasty actually. (on second thought it's probably meant to be paralleling Georgiou & San but i care about mirror!Michael a lot more than San tbh)

(thank god he's dead)

ok ok i think it was Fuzz who possessed Garrett and made her murder Zeph.

i'm starting to like this movie and then they'll write "chaos goblin" into the script.

okay well i was mostly right.

and masked guy is San! who would have seen that coming!

kinda digging Georgiou & Garrett's relationship here.

okay i wasn't sure about having one of the characters sympathetic to the Bomb That Destroys Everything but the justification that it allows microbes like him to live makes sense!

we truly only see Rachel Garrett on the definitive two worst days of her life. i hope she gets to like. take a nap sometimes or something.

ooh alien kid's toy is very fun.

we only have 10 minutes left how is this supposed to be wrapped up?

yikes that's a nasty place to be stabbed

yeah i don't necessarily dislike the Georgiou/San storyline but the emotional beats are not really hitting for me. love the potential for this fucked up dynamic though and i'm sure some fanfic writers are gonna have fun out there.

yeah if that bomb was meant to destroy quadrants, there is no way anyone is surviving being that close

Georgiou should have kept the cool scar on her face!! i know they have dermal regenerators and everything but have you considered that scars are sexy?

eh not a big fan of this ending. i was starting to forget about the reasons i dislike Section 31 and now i'm remembering again.

JAMIE LEE CURTIS?????

okay we're all done.

FINAL THOUGHTS:

it was fine. idk people are review bombing the movie & kicking up such a fuss about it but other than the concept of Section 31 being used this way (which. again. Discovery led us down this path, it isn't unique to this movie), it was a fine & fun movie. some of the side characters were annoying, there was some cringe dialogue every once in awhile, the plot was a little contrived, and i wish the emotional beats hit a little bit more but there were some moments i really liked! i thought Alok was a very good character and will be Thinking about him. i liked Rachel Garrett a lot. obviously Michelle Yeoh was great. and ultimately, it doesn't really touch any part of the Star Trek canon that i care about so there wasn't anything to ruin or anything that i could super latch onto.

ultimately i do think it might have been a better movie if it just... wasn't Section 31 and it was just a group of vigilantes unassociated with the Federation but i think the powers that be were soooo obsessed with getting Section 31 back into Star Trek despite literally no one caring about it.

so yeah – it's a fun movie, i genuinely had a pretty good time watching it aside from the occasional cringe dialogue. like the way people were talking about it, i was expecting Nemesis levels of bad movie (which was a movie so bad that i had to take a walk in the middle of the night after watching it) or Into Darkness but it was Fine. i honestly had a better time with it than the AOS movies and would encourage people to watch it with an open mind. overall, it's like a 6/10 for me.

[minetteskvareninova]

Anyway, in light of ContraPoints' essay, I promised to continue my slow, steady Chłopi brainrot, so here it is:

My thesis is that you can absolutely read The Peasants, specifically the central pairing of Jagna and Antek, in light of the DHSM, it's just that it comes out of the other end as a pretty brutal deconstruction, which I don't think Reymont had intended.

Consider Jagna. She's your typical feminine protagonist, beautiful, virtuous and madly in love. The object of her desires? Goddamned Antoni Boryna. Antoni Boryna is, of course, very conventionally attractive, I daresay the most attractive man in the movie (although the competition is stiff, see Maciej and the organist's son, whatever the fuck his name is). He's also kind of unhinged. Antek is the kind of person who mostly acts on instinct with little regard to morality. He's nice to Jagna at the start, because he likes Jagna; he defends Hanka from his father's abuse, because nobody mistreats Hanka but him, and also fuck his dad; he leaves his dad's household and stubbornly refuses to submit to his authority despite the difficult situation it puts him in, because fuck his dad (sensing a pattern here?); he tries to kill his father, because fuck his dad, only to chicken out at the last second and realize, hey, maybe I don't hate my old man THAT much? These two are an Oedipal nightmare, is what I'm saying.

More than that, when I say that he acts on instinct, his instincts are... How would I put this... Stereotypically masculine in a very toxic way. He's very angry, bad-tempered, doesn't express tenderness that much - mostly because there isn't a whole lot of it things or people in this world that he genuinely likes. As far as I can tell, he kinda likes Hanka at the start (or at least the way old Boryna treats her is too much even for an A-grade asshole like Antek Boryna; there's also the fact that it's part of the ongoing power struggle between Antek and his old man, but that's neither here nor there) and really likes Jagna, and that's about it. His main motivation in life is to get one over his old man, which I almost sympathize with, since his old man is somehow even worse person than him. But don't get it twisted, Antek is a very, very bad dude. Some might even call him... A bad boy.

That's right, I am going there! Antek is in many ways very similar to the typical "bad boy" love interest found in romance novels. Toxic masculinity? Anger issues? Desperate need to dominate? Freaking daddy issues??? Yeah, baby, he's an alphahole all right. The only thing he's missing is, perhaps, an elevated social position, but even then - his dad is supposed to be the richest man in the village, and in the second half, his old man dies, presumably leaving Antek most of his property.

Anyway, Jagna starts out having feelings for Antek, which are in context kind of understandable. I mean, he is hot and she's one of the few people he treats with any tenderness; 18-year old girlies have fallen in love for less. The situation these two lovebirds find themselves in is of course very difficult. Jagna is coerced into becoming the trophy wife of Antek's shitty dad, while Antek is still married to Hanka and still mad at his dad for other reasons. But aside from being start-crossed lovers, there's another tiny problem with their relationship: Jagna, though young and in love, isn't stupid, and increasingly realizes that Antek, as mentioned above, is absolutely unhinged. Add to this the fact that Jagna kinda feels bad for poor Hanka, and it's kinda understandable why their relationship turns sour. So Jagna just... Dumps Antek. For which he rapes her and lets the villagers do the ending scene to her.

And here's where we get to the DHSM of it all. A lesser deconstruction might go for the "see, you can't in fact change him" angle, but like... Here? The thought of Antek ever changing never even crosses anyone's mind, least of all Jagna's. If she fell in love with Antek despite him being, as mentioned above, unhinged, it's because she clearly didn't know him that well and didn't recognize the full extent of his assholery. An understandable, if unfortunate mistake to make. Anyway, if the common DHSM dynamic is a woman elevating herself by worshipping or in some way (like morally) elevating an already exceptional man, it clearly doesn't work here. Jagna cannot adore Antek once she gets to know him, cannot abide by his assholery (she's too smart and proud for that), not can she change him into any kind of admirable person, and that thought doesn't even seem to cross her mind. Jagna cannot elevate Antek in any way.

But he can, and does, drag her to the mud.

That is the other side of the coin, the objectification and degradation of the woman, isn't it? And, well, since Antek cannot be elevated in Jagna's mind above her moral concerns, nor in real life by becoming a better person... Well then. To abide with the DHSM, Jagna has to be humiliated instead. First morally by sleeping with the married man, then, when she refuses to participate in this "sin" anymore, physically trough the rape and the ending scene.

And that's the unintentional genius of The Peasants - it reveals, in its full ugliness, the degradation side of DHSM by subtracting the elevation side completely. Antek was never worth the pain he put Jagna trough and that she was put trough for the relationship with him. But of course, is any man ever? There's a reason why Jagna never actually seems to consider a relationship with any other man, outside of maybe her ex Maciej, who, while not as terrible as Antek, still does some pretty shitty things, namely lying about sleeping with her (unwittingly contributing to her downfall). It's not that Jagna just happened to find a bad man. The whole system is clearly broken.

Of course, "the system" here clearly isn't meant to be just DHSM, as much as I focused on this aspect of it in this post, but patriarchy in general - for the writers of the movie if not Reymont (because I haven't read the book, so I can't speak on it, sorry). But to make a full feminist analysis of The Peasants is kind of outside of the scope of this tumblr essay, so.

[panvnsleake]

βrγce gets eliminated (in a vore way)

based off of this. of course you had to write something about it instead of working on your other stories pancake. of COURSE. also there's swearing in this. just for comedic effect (it's not funny anyway but whatever) i'll call βrγce braces (or sober boggle for his competition name) and αirγ aireado (just his name in spanish) so i don't have to censor it every time i mention their name.

this is a crackfic so i didn't really check it

this has vore in it, as the title states. um. story is under cut

Braces sat down on the grass, sighing tiredly. He just wanted to be eliminated. Everyone asked him why, but...wasn't it obvious? he wanted to get out of this cage already. He perked up at the sound of Aireado's monotone voice, before looking back down. He had about...what, 7.7% of getting eliminated? Why should he even care about who got out? Surely, it wouldn't be hi- "The contestant eliminated is...Sober...Boggle." Braces' eyes lit up. Him? HIM?! He stood up and exhaled in relief, looking at his claws. Finally! He was fr- His excitement, unfortunately, didn't last long. He felt himself getting picked up and froze. He thrashed around a bit at whatever was grabbing him, but it was no use. This force was a lot stronger and bigger than him. Everyone gathered around, only being able to stare and shout at him to try his best. He, at last, went limp, and let himself get lifted up without a fight. At some point, the blue sky started to fade, and instead became a dark grey. could see a light coming from what seemed to be a computer. It was huge, compared to him. He shivered as he thought about how big the person (object???) lifting him up probably was.

Eventually, Braces was lifted up all the way to Aireado's face. He couldn't help but freak out. After all, he was like a pebble compared to Aireado.

"WHAT THE FUCK" Braces shouted, squirming. He stopped when he realized Aireado was slowly dragging him towards his mouth. "LET ME GO YOU BITCHASS MOTHERFUCK-" Braces' insults were cut off as Aireado shove him in maw, using his tongue to pin him against the roof of his mouth. Braces wriggled as much as he could, trying to claw his way out, feeling himself slowly slipping downward. He whimpered in fear before he was fully swallowed, not able to fight against Aireado's esophagus.

Braces closed his eyes tight as he descended towards Aireado's stomach, bracing himself to feel the acids. After landing and not feeling anything for a few seconds, his eyes fluttered open. "Wh- where in the ever-loving FUCK am I?" "you're in aireado's stomach. dumbass." Braces stared at the textbox. Looks like Texas was in here too. Well, it was probably better to have some company than to be completely alo-

"Hi! I'm Braces, and I'm gay as FUCK!" Never-fucking-mind. "IT'S BISEXUAL YOU STUPID BiTCH" Braces shouted back at Jac.kson Pol.loc.k's failed art piece. In response, it chuckled. ..."i know that you're probably very confused but i think aireado literally can't kill us. so we're fine. anyway do you want to play our bootleg version of uno"

"S- sure, whatever." Braces grabbed a bunch of torn up sticky notes (which he assumed were supposed to be the cards) and passed them around. Then they all played or something idk ive never played uno. everyone rage quit because emotional healing pool would always win. the end

i think bry.ce uses the word fuck a lot :3

[stargazer-sims]

Victor 🫰🏽 and your word is INCORRIGIBLE

Thanks for the ask @morgynemberisagenderfluiddaddy ! I had to think about this one for a minute. I mean, Victor is the embodiment of incorrigibility, so...

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"It'll be fine. Don't worry."

Famous last words, Victor thinks as he lies on Yuri's bed and stares up at the ceiling. He knows he's not dying, but he feels like he's going to, or maybe as if he should, if only to release him from his agony.

It'd all started with a viral TikTok video his teenage cousins showed him. They said they were going to make their own version, and then they dared him to make one, too. They dared him! Not being the sort of person who backs down from any challenge, naturally he had to do it.

He still can't decide if it's a good or a bad thing that Yuri walked in on him when he was just about to tap 'record' on his phone's video app. Maybe if he'd actually listened to Yuri's perfectly reasonable argument against it, that would've been good. But no... his competitive spirit would not be tamed.

"Victor, what in the world are you doing?" Yuri asked.

"TikTok challenge," he said. "Maddie and Bella put me onto it."

"Is that an energy drink?" Yuri was eyeing the can on the table in front of Victor. "And a stopwatch?"

"Yeah," Victor said. "You're supposed to drink the whole thing in one go, without pausing for breath, and do it as fast as you can."

"Victor, no," Yuri said. "That's a terrible idea. You know how you react to caffeine. You always say your belly hurts when you drink coffee. What do you think an energy drink is going to do to you?"

"I'm gonna drink it fast."

"That's not the point. It doesn't matter how fast you drink it. You'll still make yourself sick. In fact, you'll probably make yourself even more sick if you drink it too fast."

"Maddie and Bella didn't get sick."

"Madison and Isabella are teenagers who are powered almost exclusively by peer pressure, stupidity and caffeine," Yuri said pointedly. "You, on the other hand, are an intelligent adult who hardly ever puts anything unhealthy into his body. Honestly, I can't believe you'd let your cousins talk you into doing something like this."

"They dared me, Yuri! I couldn't say no."

"Yes, you could have," Yuri said.

"It'll be fine," Victor told him, "Don't worry."

But of course it wasn't.

He thought he'd gotten away with it for the first half hour or so, until the caffeine kicked in. Then, he began to feel lightheaded and started trembling uncontrollably. it wasn't long after that when he found himself stumbling toward the bathroom with the sensation of an invisible hand squeezing his insides.

Yuri followed him in and knelt on the floor beside him, stroking his back while he heaved.

"I'm not going to say I told you so," Yuri said, once he was done.

He sagged into Yuri's waiting arms, heedless of the fact that he's really too big and heavy for Yuri to hold like that. Yuri didn't seem to mind, though, awkward as it was. He let Victor cry for a minute, and then helped him up and led him upstairs to bed.

He doesn't feel nauseous now at least, but his stomach still hurts like crazy, and he's still shaky and kind of dizzy despite lying down. His one bit of comfort is Yuri's soft little hand beneath his shirt, rubbing slow, gentle circles on his belly.

"You're not going to do anything like that again, are you?" Yuri says.

"No. Not for a while."

"Not ever."

"No promises," Victor says. "Impulse control issues, you know? Plus, I like to compete."

Yuri makes a small noise of exasperation. "You're incorrigible, Victor."

"Maybe I am," he concedes. "But, I finished my drink way faster than Bella and Maddie finished theirs, and you know what that means.”

“I probably shouldn’t ask.”

“It means I have bragging rights, ‘cause I won the challenge."

Yuri shakes his head. “What did I say? Absolutely incorrigible.”

[pricemarshfield]

15 lines tag!

i was tagged by @gwynbleidd !! late because i Forgot so sorry jackie 😭 losing the fight against adhd lately

RULES: share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture their character/personality/vibe. Bonus points for just using dialogue without other details about the scene, but you’re free to include those as well.

i tag anyone who’d like to talk about their ocs, but also @wretcheddthing (🫵 excuse to write venali GO!!!) @atrueneutral (i love your tav and am so curious what lines you think would sum her up, if you wanna share) and @pouralaura (would love to see more from eris, if you like!)

as always, no pressure if you don’t want to, and under the cut to avoid spam :) this is a long post bc i write dialogue more in paragraphs than in lines sorry. chose tav, helena (personal problem bea), aphrodite (all things end bea), and leta for this! if the format is bad I Tried tumblr post editor was fighting me every step of the way

tav khoury (bg3, tempest cleric of talos/college of lore bard) because she’s my darling. tried to use mostly lines from upcoming wips but a fair portion from talk because that whole fic is just yapping (and also smut but like. they don't shut up)

"Trust me." "No, not at all. But perhaps I would be open to negotiating. Though I’m sure that option is closed, now, and I’m rather disinclined to part with my soul. I’m already fighting to keep my mind intact, if you recall." "Perhaps I’m less generous than you." "To your credit, you were a real challenge." "And you are far more committed to the pretty words than I’d have liked." "And with a devil, trust is far less useful than clearly defined terms." "I won’t squander an advantage for vengeance alone." "You misunderstand me. Something like this suits me far better than abject submission." "I won't beg, but I'll otherwise be the perfect damsel for you for the rest of the night. You can have my simpering submission, my perfect, obsequious obedience, knowing you'll have earned none of it." "Any use I could make of the thing would force me into a precarious situation, and I’d rather utilize the reputation of a savior than a tyrant. Also, Lae’zel may kill me if I don’t find a way to get that hammer in her hands, and as I’ve said, I’m not stupid enough to steal from you." "Don't flatter me. It won't work." "If you're going to try to manipulate me, at least do a better job than the fucking Emperor. Honestly, I expect more from you." "My goodness, are you sure? And here I thought making a bet with a devil in his own boudoir was the pinnacle of good behavior. Really, Haarlep, I..." "The limit of what I can bear? I can take anything you throw at me." "Tempestuous, really."

helena hughes (these are all from personal problem and p much all from the early chapters because i am lazyyy and because that fic is 200k. also hi if you cared enough to read under the cut i am actually working on the next chapter it's like 15k rn)

"Oh, what snacks do you want? I'll make sure Lexi doesn't melt into the seat like the Wicked Witch of Applied Anthropology." "I mean, you're not my professor." "Knew you wanted a piece of me." "Maybe a fantasy or two." "Please kiss me back." "No, I know, thinking back it's really dumb and honestly, kind of mean? No, not kind of. It's mean. But it seemed like a good idea? And it was really hot." "She feels...real, you know? Like, completely outside of all this drama with the rankings and The T and Poppy." "—that was mostly to mess with Poppy—" "Were you jealous?" "I get that we have to keep things secret, I get that it's risky, but I want this and you want this, so what's the issue?" "Hey, how about you let me tell you what I want? I'm an adult, I can make my own decisions." "No. Just letting you know that, uh, I win. So sorry, but you were barely even competition." "I'm sure you'd have me doing far more hands-on work." "Are we gonna actually have sex, or are you guys gonna just talk about my underwear all night?" "You're the one who's obsessed with me."

aphrodite hughes (a couple of these lines are tweaked versions of the in-game ones but i didn't include anything i didn't think was changed enough to justify putting in here and calling at least kind of mine. the first one only the zinger at the end but it's SOOO aphrodite i had to include it)

"Who died, your dignity? Or is this some sort of repentance outfit Mommy and Daddy are making you wear for humiliating them at the Year End Gala? Sorry. Not Daddy." "I get that everyone on this campus is thirsty for gossip, but she's not my type, even if I was dumb enough to get involved with a professor. But nope, y'all are just making something out of nothing! If Belvoire loves anything, it's rumors, right?" "Poptart, just 'cause you're obsessed with me doesn't mean I want anything to do with you. Like I told you last year, you're not my type." "As for...what did you call Selene here? A walking, talking Billabong ad? Look at how cute she is. I think you're just jealous." "I didn't mean to, like, pressure you. You're just so fucking pretty, I'm..." "Hey, she's my girlfriend, back off." "But I wasn't seeing her, and I was able to convince her when i explained how limiting my ability to take classes when Belvoire has so few professors related to my major. Only had to mention lawyers once, and voila!" "Everyone else in the class can be boring or dumb as hell, and I know you're neither." "Wow, suuuuuch a good line." "Your stepdad's, you mean, your dad is a preschool teacher. Funny you forgot to mention it! Plus, isn't Piers' studio the one recasting Tinsley in the F is for Friends sequel?" "To be honest, I mostly just thought you were hot and I love how much of a shit-stirrer you are." "Are you being rude? Wait, forget I asked, that's as pointless a question as are you breathing or are your roots still showing." "You know, I was thinking of you the whole time." "You realize that the only shot you have is to embarrass yourself more than you already have, bitch. I can't believe you're getting a new job just to chase after someone who doesn't even want you." "—this isn't a catfight, but I am happy to oblige—"

leta brereton (SHAKING with the effort of not providing context for these ones honestly, since i haven't actually posted much about her yet but i do love her so much)

"Look, I get that we're not in the best place we could be, but if you ever get mad at me for keeping a child from being murdered again, I'll kill you before the tadpole can. Understood?" "I'm not bluffing, I am being dead fucking serious" "I really can't think of a single world in which I say no to that. Or, uh, to anything you ask, wow." "Ugh. Your god's justice seems lacking. Or devil's wrath, whichever." "Wyll, does your contract say anything about if someone who isn't you kills her? Because I would be really fucking happy to." "Would you get off my case? Just 'cause I don't approve of child murder doesn't mean I'll turn down gold." "I keep you around because you're fucking good at what you do, dickhead. And you make me laugh, sometimes. Shouldn't have said that, you're gonna be so fucking annoying about it." "Oh, fuck yes, yeah, I'm down. Shadowheart can heal me if it goes bad. Uh, or Withers if it goes really bad." "Trust you? Trust you?! You're lucky I don't end you right now!" "Shut up, jackass, I don't have to like you to keep you safe. You're one of ours, I'm one of yours. Long as that's true, you've got my axe." "What's the use of a wizard if he can't figure out a spell for me to be able to kiss you? No, stop, Gale, I'm joking—" "Uh. Sorry? Are you hitting on me? Wow. I mean, it's fine, I'm flattered, but, uh...why?" "Don't tell anyone. I'll be fine in a minute. I just want some quiet." "Hey. Are you actually alright with this? I can tell her I chickened out if you're not." "I...fine, but only because you've been way nicer than I'd—oh."

[misscrawfords]

Hello, fanfic writer question, please. 1, 2, 9, 13, 40, 44, 58, 91. There were so many good ones! Thank you

I'm sorry for the delay in answering this! It was Easter and then I've been on holiday...

do you know how you want the story to end when you start, or are you just stumbling through the figurative wilderness hoping to find a road?

I never start writing unless I know the ending of the story. Like how the conclusions to essays should reflect the introduction, the ending of a story needs to be in the mind of the author from the beginning. But there might be quite a lot of wilderness in the middle I'm not sure about!

2. talk about a notable time a narrative or character has looked you dead in the eyes and said “fuck your plan, here’s what we’re actually doing.”

Actually, that doesn't really happen to me a lot. Stories unfurl and sometimes develop in cool ways when I think of a new bit of plot or development, but the characters don't really do this... I guess a kind of example was with my teenage HP next generation sequel where after writing it for quite a long time I realised one of the main characters was gay and this made so much sense! It wasn't relevant in any way to the plot but I felt I understood Xanthia so much better and it wasn't something I consciously plotted out.

9 - already answered

13. talk about a writing experience that has pleasantly surprised you.

Back when I wrote Downton fic, my collaboration with Claire (@orangeshipper) was such a lovely experience. We were just so in tune with each other in terms of what we wanted to convey about Matthew and Mary and it helped us both develop our writing skills a lot. And we became proper IRL friends too. I can't really imagine having a writing partner like that again.

40. best piece of feedback you’ve ever gotten.

Ooh, I don't know about anything specific but I always loved the comments that a fellow M/M shipper EOlivet left on my fic. We ended up kind of falling out but I was always sorry about that - she gave the best feedback! And @wah-pah also writes amazing reviews and I always feel incredibly grateful if she reads what I've written.

44. any writing advice you want to share?

Uhhhhh I'm not sure I, a person who hasn't written in ages, can give anyone any advice! But I guess I would say that writing has to be what you want to do and whatever you do is okay. I've wasted my emotions and my energy feeling competitive about my writing which is stupid when writers should support each other, and I've also felt jealous of people who seem able to write all the time on top of other lives or who are able to prioritise it or manage to write 1000 words a day or whatever. We all have different lives. Right now, my life doesn't admit of me pursuing writing seriously. It's the wrong point. I do hope at some point that will change but it's okay that I am prioritising other things at the moment. So I guess my advice would be to take it easy and not beat yourself up if you're not writing as much as you want to or how you want to - and definitely don't compare yourself to others!

58. what is the last thing that a fic made you google when you were writing it?

Golly, no idea. I'm sorry! It's been so long...

91. how has your writing style changed over the years?

Tricky. I'd like to think it's improved but honestly I'm not sure it has. I think I peaked when I was doing my masters degree, now over 10 years ago. I was so immersed in reading and the analysis of fiction I was really conscious of how I was writing. I wrote Consolation Prize and a lot of University Challenge then. I think I've got better at writing stories set in the modern era since then and perhaps developed more of a style. But tbqh I think I was a better writer ten years ago and I find that really depressing and it puts me off writing again. :(

[mysafespaceforquestioning]

My Interesting Gender Situation

Hi, I'm an AFAB nonbinary person who's questioning if they're maybe trans or want to physically/aesthetically transition within being nonbinary. I'm only very recently out to myself and partner about that. Even now, I have doubts. See here's the thing.

I feel I truly enjoy being a women in certain regards. I am proud and feel euphoric to call myself a feminist, a girls' girl, to speak against the patriarchy, etc. It's actually a core part of who I am. Some of you trans men may be triggered by this (sorry in advance, it's not you as much) but I do hate and mistrust men. In my book, I find most men repulsive both aesthetically and sexually. And socially? NAH. Most of the time I can only befriend twinky guys, gay guys, trans men, etc. Men who are either in touch their femininity or used to be women so they understand. I'm not so close minded that I will directly bully a guy and refuse to get to know any of them- it's just that they are guilty until proven innocent and I'm very gaurded. And to any of you feminists of any gender, you understand why. I won't debate or explain.

More superficially, I enjoy elaborate makeup looks a few times a month, doing nails/nailcare, skincare, dresses, skirts (though I'm picky about practicality), having feminine curves, etc. I like to look cute/sexy/hot. I wear sparkles, jewelry, and like to explore with my expression in a very nonbinary and gay way- not dressing for the male gaze.

However- and this is a good part of why I identify as nonbinary currently- there are some things that I feel or think that don't align with cis womenhood, both psychologically and physiologically.

Physically, I have many traits that I think some trans men may be envious of. I am naturally hairy and even grow dark hair in places that are usually light on women- hairy pits, hairy arms, hairy legs, the whole private sector, nipples, happy trail, generally my belly, lower back, a sprinkle on my chest, upperlip, sparse but long and strong growth on my chin and sideburns, thicker inner thigh hair, knuckle hair, and toes hair. Despite being basically inactive and also overweight, I build and keep a lot of muscle and strength really well. I have beaten probably 8/10 arm wrestling matches I've been in, and I've been in many. I have a sturdy (but curvy) build with a large ribcage, chest, and fairly wide shoulders. My calves aren't sculpted, but they are SOLID and big and don't jiggle. I have some kind of hormone issue that is still a mystery, but it's caused my breasts to grow different sizes (one is an A, the other a C) and I go years without having a period. I don't know if it works this way, but I feel like my body itself is telling me something's off, I'm not meant to be a women, or that I'm somewhere in between.

And look, this is isn't just insecurity/body hate, though I'm concerned that's part of it because I'm from a conservative southern area and grew up in a patriarchy. I feel that proud euphoric feeling about some of my masculine things as well. I love hiking, and bodybuilding (when I used to do it) and feeling my strength. I take probably too much pride in helping people move or volunteering when someone says they need a big strong boy to carry/hold/pickup/move something. I feel competitive and want to show off a tad. I enjoy showing up other men. Growing up, I hung out with my brother instead of 3 sisters, played football with him and his friends, smoked pot with them, played Pokémon with him, and stole his clothes constantly. I felt something when I wore his pothead hoodie, or his big boots, or baggy shirt. The same thing I feel now when I wear those stupid cargo pant short things, baggy tees, flannel, hiking boots, etc. I think it's ugly on a lot of guys. But it feels different on me. I love surprising my girlfriend and showing off by picking her up, moving her, pinning her, etc. I used to think I was a bottom or switch but I've been exploring and am finding I really like being dominant in the bedroom- and I'm good at it too.

There's a lot of things I don't like about my body, that trigger me, that make me feel ugly. But I'm realizing… I think those things don't really make me feel ugly- they make me feel wrong and unhappy as a girl/women. My breasts are very different, and I hate that, but I think either getting one filled to match, binding, or removal would make me happy. I'm hairy- when I'm presenting femininely I hate it- but love it when masculine. I wouldn't mind my facial hair if it grew less patchy, or if it was gone entirely.

Recently, mortality and the passage of time was on my mind. I was talking to my partner and mentioned in passing that almost none of my clothes are mine- as in, I didn't choose them. I started tearing up and realized just how much that bothered me- how suppressed I felt. Especially because most came from when I lived in the conservative south. Gifts, donations when I was in salvation army, pass me downs… not my choice/style. I just did my best to express myself within the confines of these clothes. I couldn't afford anything else. She insisted we go thrifting, and I felt drawn yet again to male section. The section I tried to shop in as a young tomboy and was shamed for and not allowed to. I got some cool outift pieces, and now I feel different. A kind of healing calm feeling, part peace, part comfort, part excitement, part anxiety. And I have to wonder:

Am I maybe a trans guy? Or still nonbinary, just opening up more to masculinity?

Do not worry about triggering me or sounding transphobic. Short of just denying trans and nonbinary people exist I really want to know what y'all think. I'm so conflicted.

[total-drama-brainrot]

i am indeed a big fan of topher. a) superfans rock (yes i love sierra too, sorry for cutting you so early in lyler sabotage but at least you get an important role in courtney's all stars) b) he's so funny c) i think i like him bc i wrote for him so much. i just wanted to humanize amy tbh i have no strong opinion on her. they don't interact very much in canon but then most of the pahkitews don't interact with each other very much, so i've been writing them as amy being more noticeably mean (i swear to god her trying to play the good sister only worked because max and rodney were so stupid and topher was too chris-absorbed) but with no idea how to do things long-term and topher as more superficially charming and the better planner.

jo is indeed a more minor revenge villain and then is third all stars boot in canon. (unfortunately she still goes there in my rewrite though, sorry but everyone else except the guy eliminated right after you had more plot) i wasn't necessarily planning on redeeming her especially with what i have planned for dave but i think i can give her the same kind of "if you want to be a better person despite everything you're welcome to try" ending i give amy.

@ as anon: i'm sure you will have wonderful ideas esp for gen 4 crossovers! don't feel like i am the Authority on this stuff

-lindsanon

I'm still watching through RotI, so I can't really make any comments on whether or not I like Topher, Amy, ect. But I can empathise with trying to humanise characters that don't really have a lot going for them in canon- if you guys had access to my mind palace, you'd see a metaphysical library of Angsty Backstories and Development Arcs for the silliest characters.

But I can comment on Jo! Who, (as far as I've seen, at least) doesn't really strike me as antagonistic at all, really. She's just controlling and competitive; her desire to win outweighs any semblance of being a Good Person, but that doesn't make her a Bad Person. That's why a 'redemption arc' for her seems more feasible to me- she doesn't need to be 'redeemed', she just needs to learn Basic Empathy and maybe chill out a little. You could have her do so in the span of one scene if you're shrewd with it.

As for loving superfan characters? They're cool! I like Sierra well enough, she's an interesting character and her scenes are always fun (and sometimes my poor tolerance for second-hand embarrassment is really tested, but that's irrelevant), and her character motivations are pretty solid. Do I wish she was less "Stan by Eminem" inspired? Not really.

Again, I can't really give an opinion on Topher, but I'm sure he's pretty cool too.

[shoechoe]

I'm really sorry about this and I know this is abnormal for me but I really need to vent right now. I might delete this later and everyone can ignore this if they want. I've just been spiralling in my mind for the past few hours and I feel like I have to say something

Cognitively I know that is a really dumb thing to get worked up over and this will come across as irrational- I have really not been having a good last few weeks, and I think this just pushed me over the edge. But a few hours ago I reblogged one of those character poll competitions and, in the tags, called Speedwagon a character that wasn't even that canonically well-written and was mostly just the "meme character" in the fanbase. I actually like him fine, I was just being mean and trying to be light-hearted because I wanted Yasuho to win. (I also wrote a separate post about the real reasons why I just like Yasuho better.)

And then someone reblogged me quoting those tags and went on a several paragraph-spew about how much they loved his character and how I was wrong and compared me to annoying Redditors and such who misinterpret his character, and then people started reblogging that and saying I was wrong. (And to make it worse, now Yasuho is losing and I think it's all my fault.) The person that reblogged from me wasn't being mean or anything or even particularly in the wrong. But seeing it happen totally freaked me out and now I haven't been able to live with myself.

I guess I just don't know why stuff like this always happens to me. Ever since I can remember, whenever I get too comfortable or excited somewhere I always end up saying or doing something that makes everybody angry at me, or make fun of me, or think that I'm stupid. I am never able to live with myself afterward. I have had to leave group chats and stop talking to people because my guilt and embarrassment gets too unbearable to ever face anybody there ever again. And this is the first time something like this has ever happened to me on this Tumblr.

I know nobody else did anything wrong and I brought this upon myself for being a stupid loudmouth on another post. I really don't know why I thought saying that was a good idea. But I cannot stand the thought of everyone being mad at me and I feel like I always have to consciously and carefully tone down and consider every word I say so people don't get mad or make fun of me to the point where I am never comfortable anywhere. And even then, I always end up slipping up eventually. I don't know if that means that I'm stupid and have bad opinions or what, but I am so sick of doing this every single time I try to branch out and interact with other people. I am so sick of it.

I am really sorry for posting this. I just don't have anyone else to talk to and I feel like I'm going to explode. I'm not deactivating or anything, but it might take me a while to feel better enough to start posting again, so I might take a break for a little bit. If you read all of this, I do hope you have a wonderful day.

[vxvidlandmine]

Spiraling on a Saturday

Hello again.

Today I woke up and spent 40 minutes looking at my phone. I have picked up this bad habit in September 2021 and I have yet found a way to just get rid of it. I'm just weak.

My mom greeted me as I got out of my room. Since it's saturday, her morning starts with cleaning the house. She gets up before me, so she always tries be silent and not make any noise. I tell her I don't care about sleeping late, because I really don't, yet she's persistent on not wanting to wake me up.

I had breakfast, went to the bathroom and then straight to study.

I revised what I re-studied yesterday then got some work done my laptop. I had to cross-check 3 different sources so that what I'm studying is actually correct, as well as coherent, as to not miss anything.

I had lunch with my family. Nothing wrong yet.

The friend I have been hanging out with in the past weeks was supposed to let me know if she would be able to go out today, yet at 14:00, when she usually does text me, my notifications were dry.

I still had some stuff to study so I decided not to get worked up over it and focus on my books. At 15:10 that was over and my mind was free to wonder why she forgot. Every reason I came up was more stupid than the previous one- she had to study and forgot, she had to study and purposely ignored me, she had nothing to do and finds me annoying- but they all had one thing in common. They could be "defeated" just by saying that if she actually wanted to go out, she could just speed up studying, or move around her schedule to make a 1 hour long walk fit.

After 10 minutes of going back and forth between coming up with these awful reasons and nervously opening and closing Instagram and Tumblr, I decide my mind was too clouded to get more studying done. Just like an animal going back to its cave, even after years and years of wondering around, I decided to "calm down" by playing a game I have been obsessed with in the past. I mean really obsessed, I got like 2300 hourse over the course of 2 years. I put calm down in quotes because it's competitive and you either play 40 hours a week or just suck and lose, and get mad over it. So that's what I did. I tried to find comfort in this game, instead I got absolutely smashed and quit after 2 hours.

At 18:00 my eyes were red and dry. I was cold. I hadn't drank or eaten in 5 hours. My elbows were hurting because that's what they do- my chronic pains are such a big deal that they deserve a whole post about them. Still no message. The same void I have described started growing me but I got up, got a glass of milk and a trail mix, and watched a stupid series on netflix. I ignored the shit out of it, then I regretted it later. I turned off my laptop, cleaned the glass then decided to air out my room. I stink.

The more I thought about how she ignored me- and still is as of now- the worst I was getting.

First come all the thoughts about me as a person. The fact I'm skinny and weak and pain all over my body. The fact I'm 20 and still look and sound like a 16yo. The fact I'm not enjoying the company of other people.

In the past I used to get out of these spirals by reminding me how well I was doing academically. Lmao. In just 3 years my mind completely deteriorated and if I'm still "running" it's just inertia. My impostor syndrome deserves a post of its own. Now, low self-esteem about my body is just a stepping stone to doubt my mind.

The third thoughts that come are about how lucky I am to food, clothes, a warm house, and a family, all things that not everyone has. I end up thinking I don't deserve everything I have. I don't deserve it because I'm not enough in any way possible. One could argue that just by existing one's enough to have their basic needs met. Other people do, I don't.

So here I am, still waiting for someone to care a bit about me.

Venting and not changing anything to make this better is completely useless and doesn't even alleviate what I'm experiencing.

I think I just need human warmth.

[shiftlevishift]

uhhh we listen and we don't judge

this got so long whoops

I have a hard time choosing whether or not to script out past trauma for my childhood dr (literally just shifting 15 years to the past with very little changes) not because of any special reason but bc I think it'll be boring without it x.x

we listen and we don't judge

I have some super sus drs. DDNE type shit. but I'm literally the only one getting hurt bc I love being a victim ig so it's okay 👍🏽

this might be a weird coping strategy but its fiiiiine

we listen and we don't judge

you can do anything in your dr. literally anything. and bc of that, I am a dog in one of my drs. I'm literally just some rich girl's spoiled lil lapdog that follows her everywhere and competes in dog competitions. idk what that says about my personality but whatever!!!

I might actually make a post abt it because its so cute and fluffy

we listen and we don't judge

Fiction based realities where you take the artstyle of the source material (like an anime reality based on something like MHA being 2D) make me so uncomfy for no reason. Idk what it is, but it freaks me out. I know you're not flat in that reality, and everything is technically 3D in that reality and will go as smoothly as you intend but my brain CANNOT understand it. I'm so happy y'all get to shift to realities like that but I have to make everything the same style as this reality.

we listen and we don't judge

I have a reality idea where I'm a stereotypical, popular, mean girl, highschool bully. I don't really have any desire to hurt people or be mean in this reality, but I am SUPER curious what it's like to be in that mindset of someone who can get away with shit without consequences and gets off on being mean. It's not an important reality and I probably won't be shifting to it anytime soon, but it's an interesting idea.

we listen and we don't judge

I have a lot of realities where I'm a teenager. Discourse around age changing is so so so damn stupid and redundant and doesnt even make sense.

I didn't get to have cute teenage angsty romance in the old reality, so I want to have all of that. Realistic to this reality or some disney or riverdale shit. first kisses, making out behind the school, crushes, rumors, awkward first time, toxic boyfriends. GIMME. alexa play teen idle by marina and the diamonds

we listen and we don't judge

i am up to FREAK shit in my wr. FREAK shit. i am a WHORE—

we listen and we don't judge

shifting is still very niche, don't get me wrong... But I miss when the community felt much smaller and tighter with that little sense of wonder it had. I miss 2017 shifting culture on amino before it blew up on tiktok. It just felt more free, less rules. It still had its flaws, but I am very nostalgic for it in a way. I might be looking through rose tinted glasses, yk??

we listen and we don't judge

I'm actually really happy I didn't shift when I first discovered shifting. I looked at old scripts and saw so many things that wouldn't make me happy. I was like, 13?? 14?? I'm 21 now lmao thank God I took such a huge break from it. I know what I want, and its already mine.

we listen and we don't judge

This one isn't that unique, but shifting to be another race doesn't bother me. I don't care if what the person it doing is fetishizing or super offensive. I don't care if their view of a certain culture and what they're taking from it is super narrow-minded and fucked up. It's their reality, and I won't even touch that shit with a 50ft pole.

BUT the issue comes when they start crossing boundaries in the old reality. Definitely a bad idea to start acting a fool in a reality where you know you'll be taking part in harming communities that already receive enough shit as it is. All you have to do is... Keep that shit in your own script, in your mind, don't show it to anybody, and then you won't be part of the problem.

As a person who has a very otaku, animecore, redditbro "thing but JAPAN🗾😲" coded dr but not Japanese in this reality... Istg it's not that hard to separate your idealized version of the culture you're apart of in your dr from the version of that culture in this reality. The "Japan" in my dr is not the same "Japan" in this reality, and that will never effect my view and knowledge of this reality's Japan or its people. They deserve as much love and respect and care as literally everyone else. This mindset applies to literally any reality where my race or culture is changed to one that is already in this reality.

we listen and we don’t judge: SHIFTING EDITION !!

ill go first, i actually dgaf if you script a different age for yourself. Literally who the fuck cares??????????