#I have no fucking idea how to tag this lmao

[wikiangela]

fuck it friday

thank you to everyone who's been tagging me in these, I haven't done these that often lately smh, but I started a new bucktommy smut and what better day to share than fuck it friday lol (for now the doc is titled bucktommy morning bj, i woke up with this idea, no idea what I dreamt about lmao 👀)

I haven't written smut in way too long, and it's crazy that I haven't finished any bucktommy smut yet so need to get on it 🫡

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“How long before my alarm?” He asks with a content sigh as Evan bites on his skin, then soothes it with his tongue. He has a shift in a few hours, and he’s already dreading having to leave the bed and his gorgeous boyfriend, who happens to have a day off. Their time off hasn’t been aligning a whole lot lately, and it’s been driving them both crazy.

“Uh-” Evan raises his head, his warmth disappearing from Tommy’s neck for a second. “Like an hour.”

“Hm. Then why am I awake already?” Tommy tries to go for an annoyed tone, but he can’t. He can’t be mad when his boyfriend is right next to him, kissing him all over, and all but humping him.

“Because your boyfriend needs your attention.” Evan whispers right into Tommy’s ear, and then grinds his hard cock against Tommy’s ass, as if to punctuate his words.

“Oh, he does?” Tommy tilts his head more towards Evan, but his eyelids are still heavy with sleep, he only manages to squint a little. Though Tommy’s dick is waking up much quicker than the rest of him, already tenting his boxers.

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[cookinguptales]

Inspired by that last post and also a debate I saw raging on twitter today...

Let's talk about comments on NSFW fic!

(under a cut for the squeamish)

So when I wrote Five Times Guillermo Helped Nandor Collect Semen (And One Time He Didn't), I used to say that going off most of the comments, you'd never even know that the whole thing was just porn. Porn held together loosely with angst and feelings, admittedly, but -- lbr! It was 35k words of porn! (80k including the sequel.)

Almost all of the comments were about the feelings and the relationship with no mention of sex whatsoever, and while I was proud to hear how emotionally involved people got, I still thought it was very funny that we were all talking around the elephant in the room. When I said that, though, a few people told me that they didn't really know how to comment on porn because they didn't want to be weird.

Add that to the fact that this morning I saw people fighting, I shit you not, over whether it was morally okay to masturbate to fanfiction...

idk, this is just a post telling you where my comfort levels and boundaries are as a writer who occasionally writes NSFW fic. I never want you to feel the need to leave a comment that makes you uncomfortable; you should always abide by your own comfort levels as well in this situation. I'm just telling you where my comfort levels as the author are.

Let's get one thing out of the way. I write porn, I have written porn, I will continue to write porn. Yeah, yeah, okay, it's "erotica", it's "nsfw", whatever, it's porn. I know that most of my nsfw output is either ridiculously fluffy and angsty and relationship focused or like some fucking weird metaphor for a historical witch trial or something, but. I'm not here to sugarcoat it. I know what I've written.

So while I would prefer you not get too tmi about your own IRL sex life in comments, I can hardly be offended if you leave a NSFW comment on a NSFW fic. I think I'd be very hypocritical if I posted like 10k words of porn and then got upset with you for saying that you liked it. It's a weird situation! I know! But I'm not gonna be upset or offended or grossed out if you tell me that you thought a particular line or detail was hot. If anything, that just makes me feel like I did a good job the same way I feel if someone says any other line I wrote was effective.

Like... I laugh about the comments on the 5+1 things fics now, but I did have a little while there where so few people were even acknowledging that the sex existed that I was like ??? did I do that bad of a job??? are we just pretending it didn't happen??? I'm chill with it now, but it can be very difficult to gauge how you're doing as an author if no one comments on something, and NSFW is something that I'm still a little insecure about because up until very recently, I didn't write it much.

So you were shy and I was shy and I was like "do I... keep going...?" THANKFULLY, I DID, but I did have a couple of insecure moments where I almost went back under my rock. lmao

So anyway... to be clear, if you quote something or talk about a position or a piece of dialogue of any other detail and you say what you liked about it or leave a bunch of horny emojis or whatever, I'm totally fine with that. That's a compliment. If you talk about what you like to see in fic involving these characters, I'm also totally chill with that! Let's have a weird nsfw conversation about how we think these two weirdos would fuck!

That said... I don't love it when people are like "oh, when I do [x position] I like this" or "I'm going to do this with my boyfriend when I get home" or "this reminds me of when I did [y]" or "I'm a top and so [long meandering thing about what they like to do sexually]". Like... what am I gonna say to that, man? I wish you all a very fulfilling sex life (or lack thereof, if that's your preference) but I really don't need to hear about it. Let's keep our nsfw discussion on the theoretical and fictional, please.

As for masturbation... Look, man, I write porn. Weird porn, to be sure, but it's porn. I don't need to hear the details, but I'm totally fine with you enjoying it however you see fit. I don't know if anyone's ever gotten off to my porn, but like... statistically speaking, it's likely! And if they did, good for them! I'm totally chill with the idea. Proud, even. I just wanna make people happy and bring joy to my readers.

One way!!! Or another!!!

Anyway, yeah, orgasms are a good thing and I'm happy if I managed to put a few more of them into the world. lmao. We should all be so lucky to bring a little more enjoyment into existence.

So...... tl;dr, say whatever you want in comments on my fic as long as everything is kept fictional. You're not gonna scandalize me, and if whatever we're talking about moves out of my comfort zone, I'll just bow out. There are certainly some sexual subjects I'm not comfortable talking about, but as long as we keep things in the same realm as what I actually wrote about, it should be fine.

Oh, unless you're a minor.

Then, like, I'm not dumb. I know you read smut. You know you read smut. But please for the love of god don't ever talk to me about it.

[ooowyn]

wretchedness

[cypher05]

had an exchange with a friend yesterday and have not stopped thinking about it since

sova fursona by @the-pyre-of-stars, posted here

more art below the cut, cypher specific (really just doodles and sketches, nothing complete)

[purpurussy]

please imagine it colored in so they're wearing their pyjamas from the sleepover vid :) i am not going to attempt to color it because i would probably die lol i couldn't even draw a straight line on my drawing tablet when i first started this 😭

from @ingydar-g-phan's challenge

clean version:

on a real note: this is my first time posting art (it's the first time i've actually really drawn anything in absolutely ages!) and it's so scary. there are So many extremely talented artists here and it's hard not to compare myself. I finished this ages ago but was too scared to post it lol. however it's also really hard to not feel inspired by you guys so :) it's very far from perfect but it's progress! maybe if i keep at it in like 5 years i will be able to actually visualize the many Situations I wanna put these dudes in

[princess-of-purple-prose]

Fish, 7 (For your prompts! ❤️)

Hi, anon!! Thank you for the prompt, you were the very first one to send one in! 7 was, again, the wildcard, so I randomly generated a different number to land on Yue Qingyuan (from Scum Villain)! I have no choice but to dedicate this to @bytedykes, because I told her about this prompt and she said “yqy pet fish mental health speedrun” and we went, uh, a little insane about it. Enjoy some yuefang, folks!!!!

“Mu-xiong,” Yue Qingyuan says. “I’m sorry to bother you. Are you available?”

“Yue-xiong is never a bother,” Mu Qingfang says warmly. “And I am, actually, yes. Is everything okay, Yue-xiong?”

“I think I need help.” A bit dramatic, perhaps, and Yue Qingyuan hates to trouble Mu Qingfang on a rare day off, but Yue Qingyuan and impulse have never been the best combination, and he would appreciate a second opinion.

Mu Qingfang’s voice turns hard. “Where are you? I'll come right away.”

“What—?” Yue Qingyuan stares at his phone like the blank call screen will tell him why Mu Qingfang suddenly sounds so serious. “I'm at home, but—”

“I'll be right there,” Mu Qingfang says, and hangs up.

Yue Qingyuan stares at his phone for another second, then lifts his gaze to his sparkling new aquarium. His new betta, white and black and resplendent of fin, stares back. Was his crisis of faith about his viability as a fish owner really so deserving of such urgency…?

—

“So,” Mu Qingfang says. “This was your emergency?” He looks about as unimpressed by the betta as it does by the two of them.

Yue Qingyuan feels obscurely like he’s being scolded. Mu Qingfang is one of the nicest men he knows, but that just means that his censure takes the form of a blunt instrument of mass disappointment.

“In my defense,” he points out meekly, “I didn’t say there was an emergency. Mu-xiong just assumed.”

“That’ll teach me,” Mu Qingfang huffs, but at least he looks amused. “Yue-xiong should get used to asking for help more so this gege doesn’t have to panic every time he does ask.”

Yue Qingyuan’s mouth almost drops open. He can only hope his cheeks aren’t as red as they feel. “Er—well, I asked this time, didn’t I?”

“You did,” Mu Qingfang allows, looking something horribly close to fond. Yue Qingyuan swallows and tries to hurry on.

“So—not an emergency, but I do want your opinion,” he coughs out. “I’m having… doubts. About the fish.” Mu Qingfang’s eyebrows contract. Yue Qingyuan rushes it out. “Do you think I should keep it?”

“Yue-xiong…” Mu Qingfang looks politely incredulous. “Why does my opinion matter? The fish is already yours, isn’t it? If you don’t think maintaining its upkeep will be feasible, that’s one thing, but… Surely Yue-xiong did the research before getting it?”

He doesn’t sound judgemental, but Yue Qingyuan feels his cheeks warm. “I did, but I wasn’t planning on getting a fish; I was only admiring the tanks. There was a salesperson who was… very insistent.”

Mu Qingfang regards him doubtfully, which is fair. Yue Qingyuan towers over most people he meets, and his bulk only further adds to the impression of immovability. It’s only when he opens his mouth that it becomes clear how spineless he actually is.

Yue Qingyuan falters. “I had thought… I thought it might be nice.” The bettas had seemed so majestic in their tanks, iridiscent monarchs of false grass and plastic coves, and Yue Qingyuan had thought, wildly, that one might be rewarding to keep, might breathe a touch of life into his immaculately sleek living room. The whole affair hadn’t even been expensive by his shiny new standards, forget difficult to physically arrange. It was only when installation and set-up for his new aquarium had finished and he was left to watch that jewel-bright being swim disaffectedly through its new home that doubt had seized him, all-consuming and black. He had, admittedly, panicked a little after that.

(Yue Qingyuan’s apartment is very large, and very clean, and very empty. It holds the barest amount of decoration and muss to qualify as lived-in rather than a snapshot from a magazine ad. The fish may, in fact, be the only thing in the entire place which really qualifies as his. No wonder Yue Qingyuan wanted to jettison it from his life as soon as he got it.)

Mu Qingfang’s expression hovers between concern and simple confusion. “I’m sure Yue-xiong will be a more than adequate caretaker,” he says, more gently than Yue Qingyuan and all his neuroses probably deserve. “What’s this really about, Yue-xiong?”

Ah. There it is. Being the mildest person of Yue Qingyuan’s admittedly sharp-tongued social circle doesn’t preclude Mu Qingfang’s wit from being as keen as the scalpels he works with.

“I don’t…” Yue Qingyuan falters. How to express to Mu Qingfang how manifestly unfit Yue Qingyuan is to care for any living creature at all? He changes tack. “I think he hates me,” he admits dolefully.

Mu Qingfang stares at him for a long time, long enough to imply that he’s reevaluating certain opinions about Yue Qingyuan’s intelligence. “Yue-xiong, with all due respect to your new pet—it’s a fish.”

“Fish have emotions!” Yue Qingyuan argues. He flushes at the volume at which it comes out, and at the way Mu Qingfang’s eyes go wide-eyed in startlement. But the salesperson had been very insistent about that, as well. “Bettas are intelligent animals. They dislike certain colors, apparently, and they’re very sensitive—ah, to environmental disruptions, that is. And—”

Mu Qingfang’s eyebrows are still high, but his face has relaxed into a smile. “It sounds to me like you like it quite a bit already. Isn’t that reason enough to keep it?” His tone curls with sudden mischief. “Have heart, Yue-xiong—you’ve hardly known each other for a day! Give it time to adjust to you, and I’m sure you’ll win it over as surely as you do everyone else.” And he grins, sure and easy in his trust that Yue Qingyuan won’t fumble and shatter something so small and monumental as a life that he could cup in his palms.

While Yue Qingyuan is still dazed by that, Mu Qingfang’s eyes alight with interest. “Ah, Yue-xiong—what have you named it?”

“...”

Mu Qingfang’s face falls as devastatingly as it had lit up. “Yue-xiong…”

“Mu-xiong is aware that I was unsure of whether or not I’d keep him!” Yue Qingyuan is terribly aware that his ears are now heating up to match his cheeks. Mu Qingfang’s ensuing laughter does not help with that matter.

Yue Qingyuan is not very good at holding onto things. More often than not, he makes a mess of whatever he’s set his clumsy hands to, lets it fall right through his scarred fingers. But Mu Qingfang’s words ring through his head: Isn’t that reason enough to keep it? And, well, isn’t it? Surely Yue Qingyuan is adult enough to follow through on this. Maybe happiness can be look like his new betta swimming up to the tank to observe the new colorful form moving in front of it, can come as easy as Mu Qingfang quipping that his knowledge about fish is clearly lacking and vowing casually to read up on bettas to be a better fish uncle.

Yue Qingyuan buries a smile and walks over to let Mu Qingfang know that bettas can be trained to follow fingers around. The betta’s clear preference for Mu Qingfang over Yue Qingyuan is as good a marker of intelligence as any fun fact the pet shop worker could have given him. Yes, Yue Qingyuan thinks with a smile—he thinks he’ll be keeping this after all.

[kirisclangen]

Zelda

She/her, 65 moons, cis molly

[evandoodles]

i swear every time i draw caboose he looks different

[lupins-hehim-pussy]

I wanna know ur Fontaine msq criticisms 👁️👁️👂I’m all ears

I'm not sure if you wanted me to talk about this secretly or publicly but! Here I go!

The TLDR: Fontaine MSQ aestheticised prison, poverty, child abuse, the justice system/court and didn't properly address any of it.

More:

Focalors/Furina has way too much of a sympathetic angle for a dictator who's lets people drown with her inaction.

Neuvillette feels Bad for sentencing some people to death/prison, but that's it. He's one of the most powerful people in Fontaine. If he felt like there are systemic injustices, I.E sending an abused Child to prison, he should be the first person to DO something about it, not just cry and be sad so the audience can be like aw, that's complex character writing isn't it? No it's not! And guilt doesn't absolve you!!!!!!! (These are stuff we deal with in OTCOJ read my fic now /j)

Meropide has children in it, both Sentenced there (Wriothesley) and BORN THERE (Lanoire), and this is just a quirk of the place. Not only that, Meropide accepts prisoners of all genders and crimes. There are abusers and abuse victims in one place. Do you know how bad that is? How much potential for crimes to happen in a place like that— oh wait, Meropide isn't under Fontaine's jurisdiction. If you are assaulted as an inmate it literally means nothing to the court.

Wriothesley had no qualifications when he took over. Depending on how long he lived on the streets, how old he was when he killed his parents, how old he was when he was first taken in by the orphanage, etc, the man might never have more than 4–5 years of formal education. Sigewinne probably had to teach him how to write reports. And do Meropide's spreadsheets. Edit because I forgot to elaborate on this one: This isn't a point brought up anywhere, which is bad, because when poverty and incarceration robs you of a proper education (and the rights to vote in many places too, too, by the way), it reduces your prospects for jobs, reduces many people's ability to get a home etc etc. Wriothesley was just, narratively, Given his position.

Meropide is an industrialized prison, and they portray this as a good thing. Prisoners are paid in coupons for their labour, and this is also portrayed as a good thing.

The One-Meal-A-Day reform was something Paimon gushed about being so great of a perk, that people might want to go to jail for food (could be interesting and reflective of systemic poverty if MHY had brains, but they don't, so I was just Pissed because essentially all Paimon wanted to say was "Prison isn't so bad, but still don't go to prison guys! Prison labour is really hard!"). By the way, in most real-world prisons they are obligated to feed you three meals a day. Because that's how much food a human needs. MHY went with one meal just so they can say "if you want to eat more, you have to work." And then the welfare meal is a goddamn gacha. So imagine you're a starving child who's too weak to work in the fucking robot assembly line, and you wander up for your first meal in 24 hours, only to luck in with a shit one. I'd kill myself.

They wrote Wriothesley, who's a victim of the system, into a guy who's say shit like "I'm the Duke I can do whatever I want" for a cool moment where he choke-slams an inmate (I know he was a bad guy. But also, in copaganda when cops are violent/disregarding protocols, they are always only portrayed to do that against bad guys, so what does our critical thinking tells us about this one?) They wrote Wriothesley, who was an inmate of a prison so bad, so notorious that it is the literal boogeyman of Fontaine, that has a legal (???) fighting pit, with an administrator who abuses his position to be unreasonable, to willingly stay in the place and become an Administrator who would choke-slam an inmate while saying a cool line about how he has the power to do whatever he wants. They wrote him, the guy who had to be fed on the streets by melusines, to think one-meal-a-day was a good enough reform (while he spends god-knows how much on his boat). This wasn't a victim-turns-into-abuser narrative either, they want all this to be seen as positive character growth.

And then, the final kicker is, they gloss over his entire abuse. You can only read about these shit in his profile, which most people don't because they don't Have Him or doesn't care to unlock it/read it online, and they jammed his entire backstory into a flaccid info-dump at the end of his character story quest. This man isn't Allowed to feel abused and neglected and show any reaction to it within the narrative of Fontaine itself, because if they actually Gave Weight to what happened to him, they'd have to confront THE FUCKING JUSTICE SYSTEM they had NO PLANS on criticising. I don't think they ever explicitly said the fucking Crime-Theatre nonsense was Bad either.

I could go on, but this is already so long. But yeah, I hope this gave you an idea.

[youhavethewrong]

do you guys remember when Attack On Titan had a fucking Looney Tunes Babies style spin off where all the characters were in junior high and the titans were just bullies and eren was mad at them because they ate his hamburg steak and it was legitimately better than the original

[sea-buns]

i wanna say it was in episode 3 after the boxing match when i was struck with the intense need to savor every second of mentopolis.

the mental image of a conrad driving with so much reckless abandon that the car is like half off the ground as it speeds away, hunch and dan bumping around in the backseat on either side of ivana who in comparison looks bolted down to the seats, money flying out and trailing behind them as justin hangs his head out the window...

all i could think was "oh this is the best." like the best. and while i do agree that 6 episodes is a perfect length for the season, what with them running at the speed of thought and all, i could also fully see them working with a 15-20 ep season just as smoothly.

and i don't just mean that as "this season would have been better with more eps" cuz tbh i don't think it would have been better, so much as it just would have been different. they could never make anything more and i'd still be satisfied. what i'm saying is that i think it'd make a great length as a second season.

which would be a great opportunity for brennan to flesh out the world elias lives in, while also allowing for more in-depth character development from the pcs.

this first season could act as a prologue to the world of mentopolis. and then the second season immediately kicks off with elias dealing with the aftermath in some way. maybe witness protection wasn't enough and now he's on the run from gobstopper industries. or maybe it was but now he has to learn how to adjust to living as a person with needs again after being alone and overworked for so long.

and as he navigates this new relationship, the attention from the press, the looming question of what now what next— we get to see how our prefrontal pis are doing as their lives were also flipped upside-down by this change in elias' life. cuz regardless of how positive and welcome a change may be, there is still a rather difficult adjustment period as you attempt to decipher where your place is in this new-normal.

[sunnibits]

I literally never make edits these days but a demon just possessed me to make this (the demon was adhd)

(and yes this is not every queer tv role he’s ever played but the others aren’t as iconic so yknow)

[sarellathesphinx]

Both square enix and other players can take the idea that Cait has his own personality and sense of will separate from Reeve from my mummified hands

[fennel-tea]

That Awful OTP Meme, or: my Binah/Hod manifesto

I originally posted this on twitter but while this is mostly tongue-in-cheek I actually have a lot of thoughts on these two that are generally summarized by [god DAMN I love the interplay of two people who are varying degrees of Terrible]

or just, like, a Hannigram meme.

[cerealandchoccymilk]

another getakichi and some studies of the dads. when am i gonna be able to watch this movie.....

god mizuki is such a cutie patootie it's ridiculous. puffy eyes, babyface, smoker, salaryman, war trauma, scars, bloody, pathetic, he's got it all. toco is a genius for designing him

and for gegero lets jusr say . im straight up [i am forcibly removed from the area]

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

I've been looking for this one au where Len basically becomes a mad scientist and turns his friends into robots one by one for a while now, and I'm beginning to realize that I just read through your blog while half asleep a few months back and mixed together my memories of your flower hivemind and composite au

this is very funny to me. i'm absolutely honored this blog's posts were enough to evil-farming-game an entire vocaloid au into your memories 😂

i can give you this doodle; it's composite au but i'm sure it'd fit very well with this theoretical mad scientist len au lololl