#I try very *very* hard not to rock the boat at all when they show up

[caterpillarinacave]

Hey, look, you're gonna be okay. Deep breaths in and out. Give yourself time to breaths and rest assured, you are not going to get hurt. You'll be okay.

I promise.

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[local-hellhound-steals-spaghetti]

Please share all you can about Toa the orca calf, I think his story is very important. I don’t know too much but it seems like a case of activists being but in charge rather than actual experts.

Yeah it was a mess from start to finish. Toa was found stranded on the rocks, with witnesses saying the waves had thrown him up there. Already he would have been distressed and had been on his side on a hard surface for a few hours at least.

They got him back in the water and then videos of these interactions started to surface:

No PPE, giving Toa belly rubs and ignoring any formal rescue protocols (if you're trying to refloat a whale, you're not letting them turn upside down)

The sun was going down and DOC wanted people out of the water. Ingrid was on her way and giving instructions to her team. The decision was made to put Toa on a trailer overnight - it's unclear if that was her decision or not but it's clear that, despite not having any rehab facilities in New Zealand, people were determined to rehab this calf and release it back into the wild at any cost.

So they cobbled together a "sea pen" on a boat ramp in a dirty harbour. This is where Toa would eventually die in a few weeks time. Whale Rescue was already selling the story of a miraculous rescue and the plan to "reunite" Toa with his pod. And lying openly that orca calves had been successfully released in the wild before:

He wasn't injured, they said. He was fine. They just had to find his pod now.

When asked reasonable question about where the PPE was for volunteers, Whale Rescue immediately became defensive:

The call for PPE went ignored for about a day while people were in close contact with a sick orca. And the call went out for more "volunteers" aka anyone with a wetsuit. This sparked immediate concerns from the Advisory Group.

Photos like this started showing up - 6 people crowding Toa in a circle, no where for him to go if he wanted a break from people:

The excuse was that Toa needed help swimming. Yet he was swimming okay and avoiding the fences without any obvious issue. And so the habituation began... Despite continuing advice from the Technical Advisory Group - including Loro Parque and SeaWorld, who both have extensive calf raising experience.

"There is no need to have people 24/7 in the water when the animal is able to float and swim alone."

Finally PPE was being used but the habituation and intense contact with Toa continued. Ingrid gave it the okay and other inexperienced members of the public continued to encourage it.

Whale Rescue continued to affirm to the public that they are merely "duplicating natural behaviour" for Toa

And the cultish and unquestioning worship of Ingrid Visser allowed this to continue - note the amount of people in the water for Toa's "massage." They only started wearing PPE when people started questioning it.

If you're wondering what I mean by cultish behaviour see the comment thread below:

They actually believe that Ingrid was communicating with Toa. Because that's what she told them she was doing. And they believed it without question.

When Toa was moved into the freshwater pool due to storms, it got even worse.

This photo was quickly deleted but look how absolutely foul the water is:

There didn't appear to be any sort of filtration or pump system.

At this point volunteers and Ingrid were being fed by donated food from the local pubs, Ingrid was sleeping on site in a donated campervan and the entire community were rallying around trying to "help." Note how close they're all set up to the pool.

Putting him in the pool also made Toa a lot more accessible. Concerns were raised about the stress to the calf and an exclusion zone was agreed upon. Buuut it was immediately disregarded.

7 people! In that tiny pool! And the photos of the complete flouting of the rules continued to surface.

The comments find it all very amusing!

Roll up, roll up! Come and see the dying baby orca calf!

And then, as we near the end of this animal's torment, Ingrid brags to the press about how she's now TRAINING the animal she intends to release into the wild. Because we definitely want to be training cooperative care and making life saving feeding and hydrating procedures all about Choice.

Remember when Ingrid Visser didn't like the "exploitation" of orcas in captivity? Remember when she said that training "tricks", even husbandry behaviours, is cruel and bad? I do!

It makes me seriously wonder if she just wanted to be an orca trainer all her life.

But anyway, Toa's getting bouts of colic (gee, maybe changing the formula without permission wasn't a good idea!) and DOC is starting to get concerned about him. At this point, people are still denying that SeaWorld and Loro Parque are involved and any mention of a facility getting involved is immediately shut down.

This is what was being said in the Advisory Group:

At this point both SeaWorld and Loro Parque have provided formulas, advice ect. Ingrid Visser was claiming she knew these things all along and that the formulas were from her hand picked experts.

So these are what the comments were:

Whale Rescue thought it was appropriate to reply to comments of concern like this:

The cult of Visser continues to fuel the anti human care sentiment.

DOC starts to report concerns with Toa's health and Whale Rescue decides to double down that everything is completely Fine. Don't listen to DOC, keep giving us money.

The donations are getting up to 20k.

Because of Whale Rescue casting dispersions, anti DOC (Department of Conservation - who put in about 10k into the rescue efforts) sentiments grow.

And, only a few days later, Toa dies. I reached the end of my image limit but I still have plenty more screenshots I can share.

I recommend you check out the documents released by DOC to see the sources of these screenshots - the other screenshots were taken from news reports, Facebook groups and posts as well as videos:

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THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (14)

In which we visit the homeland...

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Aubrey frowned at the notification. Maybe it was time to finally block him. Ollie, now wearing her sunglasses as they boarded the yacht they'd rented out for the afternoon, leaned down to wrap her up in her arms.

"What's wrong?" he set his chin on her shoulder.

"My ex." she chewed her lip and showed him the text.

He took the phone gently, deleting the reply, "You're here to have a good time, love. Let's get you a drink and some sun."

She just about melted into a puddle.

She let Ollie press the block button and slip the phone into her purse, and let him hand her a fruity cocktail, and let him rub sunscreen onto her neck and back.

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"He's staring." Alex giggled from where the girls were tanning on the boat. The boys were a few meters off, talking with the captain and trying to convince the older, stern man to let them have a go at driving the boat.

"Your boyfriend of two years? I would hope he's staring at you." Aubrey rolled her eyes.

"No, your boyfriend of..."

"No, not-" she started, but Alex rolled her eyes so hard that Aubrey thought they would fall out of her head.

"He told you that your more to him than that and he thinks your better than any fame. I know these things, ma petite. That is a man in love."

"He is not-"

"Speak of the devil."

"Hey, guys." Ollie was approaching them, a mischievous look on his boyish face, and Aubrey immediately knew what he was going to do.

"No, no!" she tried to scramble up and away, but he was too fast. Quickly, he picked her up like she weighed nothing and jumped into the sun-warmed ocean, twisting so he hit the water first.

She climbed onto his waist, legs wrapped around him. He smiled proudly as she spluttered, wiping her hair away.

"Oliver! That was so uncalled for." she scolded, but she herself could even hear the laugh in her warning.

"You looked pretty. Wanted to get up close."

"And personal?" she snorted as he laughed.

His nose bumped hers, and the warmth that always seemed to bubble up when he was near resurfaced.

"Always."

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[sissylittlefeather]

Kinktober Day 7: Exhibitionism

Pleasure Cruise

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, cussing, kissing, fingering, oral sex (m receiving), swallowing, public sex, boat crash

Word count: ~1k

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When Elvis invited you to go boating with him, you never dreamed you'd find yourself here: on the floorboard in between his thighs, your mouth wrapped around his rock hard cock. But here you are in just that position. It started with kissing and heavy petting over your swimsuit. Then he pushed your bottoms to the side and slid one of his long fingers into you, using his thumb to rub your clit. He made you cum with just his hand and you were ready to reciprocate, but he'd been driving the whole time and you couldn't quite reach him. He didn't seem interested in stopping the boat, so you stood him up, crawled into the little space in front of his driver's chair and sat him back down in front of you.

"Doll, what're you- OH." Once you unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out, he stopped arguing with you. You pumped it with your hand a little, but it was already pretty hard. Once you got your lips on it, though, little Elvis was ready to go.

And now you're here, sucking him off as he drives the boat. He groans and bucks his hips up into your mouth.

"Goddamn, baby, that's good. Just like that." He grunts and looks down at you with your pretty lips on him. He's trying desperately to keep his eyes open and focus on where he's going, but he's having a hard time keeping the boat on a straight path. Just then, he hears a quick siren whoop and turns to see the lake patrol officer pulling up beside him. "Oh fuck!"

He quickly rips his hat off and drops it on top of you to try to hide what's happening in his lap, but it only kind of works.

"Honey, stop! It's the lake patrol guy!" You freeze, his dick down your throat and pull back with his hat on your head. "Get down!"

You back away and try to hide as he grabs the hat and puts it over his cock, slowing the boat down for the officer to pull up next to him.

"Yes, sir?" You hear him holler to the cop and they go back and forth for a while. Once the officer realizes who he is, he only gives him a warning, but he seems to want to sit and chat all day. You start to get bored. Then, you realize that there's no way he can see Elvis's lap, so you snake your hand up between his thighs.

Somehow, his dick is still hard and you feel the muscles in his legs tense when you start to slowly pump him. He chances a glance down at you and his eyes are wide in a warning, but he doesn't move his hand that's on the steering wheel. You smirk. He could stop you if he really wanted to. You use your hand for a bit and then get even bolder. The officer is telling Elvis some long, drawn out story about his niece coming to one of his shows in the '50s, so you carefully move the hat and take him in your mouth again. You feel his stomach freeze and he clears his throat to keep himself from moaning. As you swirl your tongue around his tip, you feel his hand in your hair. But again, he doesn't stop you. He just moves you very slowly and very deliberately. Every once in a while he responds appropriately to the officer, but you can tell it's getting harder and harder for him to focus. When you open your throat and push him in as far as he'll go, you hear him speak loudly to cover his groan.

"WELL, I better be heading out, Officer."

"Sure. Oh, forgot to ask, you alone on this boat today?" Elvis clears his throat again.

"Mhmmm, yes sir, I sure am." His hand tightens on your hair and his hips buck a little again. You feel his cock twitch and know he must be getting close.

"Well, alright then. Enjoy your afternoon!" He nods to the officer, who pulls away to patrol the lake. As soon as he's out of earshot Elvis looks down at you in awe.

"Fucking shit, honey, what're you tryin' to do to me?!" You pull off and look up at him with your eyes wide, hoping he's not actually mad. "I didn't say stop!"

You giggle and go back to bouncing your mouth on him as he takes off in the boat at top speed.

"Goddamnit, I'm gonna cum." He mumbles as you pull him into your throat again. His hips buck for a third and final time and you feel his cock pulse as he shoots your mouth full of his release and you swallow every drop.

It's only then, mid-orgasm, that he realizes the boat is headed straight for the dock.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" He yells as he tries to put it in reverse, but it's too late. "We're gonna hit the dock, honey!"

He braces the back of your head for impact and finishes cumming just as the boat slams into the wooden dock. His body relaxes for half a second before he registers what happened.

"Oh my god, honey are you okay?" You look up at him and nod. Because of the cramped nature of where you are, you really didn't feel too much when the boat hit.

"I'm fine. Are you okay?" He laughs and puts himself away, moving so he can pull you up into his lap.

"Damn, honey, I've never been better. That might be the hottest thing that's ever happened to me." You giggle and he kisses your neck.

Just then, the lake patrol officer comes running up the dock to check out the scene of the accident. When he gets there, he sees that it's Elvis. He looks at you and then back at Elvis, who smiles as his cheeks turn pink.

"Think I'm gonna have to write you a ticket this time, son." He says, hiding his amusement. Elvis just nods. Then he whispers in your ear.

"Worth it."

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[somewhat-insane]

could I possibly request headcanons for a shadowpeach × gn!reader poly. except reader and wukong are more queer platonic, fused at the hip besties.

im simply delusional and starving 😔 🧡💜❤️

Uh, ABSOLUTELY!!!! Seeing this request genuinely made me so happy you have no idea-

⫘⫘⫘ShadowPeach x GN!Reader (QPR Wukong & Reader)⫘⫘⫘

!!Warnings!!: Implication that reader has kicked the monkey boys in the nuts before, other than that it's mostly just cute sillies

I imagine the start of the relationship definitely wasn't smooth sailing. (But that's not surprising considering they're both experts in rocking the boat.)

Neither or them are the sit down and talk kind of people so you'll probably have to be pretty flexible at first since they're both so used to not defining their own relationship.

Luckily, Macaque is knowledgeable enough to communicate "I'm going to date you, and you don't have to date Wukong too, but he is coming along with us whether you like it or not" (and yes, since Macaque fears rejection, he did not ask you to date him, he demanded it.)

Macaque can definitely be suave and romantic when he wants to be, but don't worry, Wukong will be there to interrupt any romantic tension by throwing peach chips at both of you and going "corny, lame, boo, tomatoes, tomatoes" (and then will promptly demand you buy him more peach chips to replace the ones he threw at you.)

On occasion, Macaque will interrupt the tension himself by being a dork.

You and Wukong will playfully fight over Macaque because it gets him all flustered

Wukong had the idea of doing board game nights but that ended... painfully. For them, not for you.

Totally unrelated, Wukong has dubbed you the "Nutcracker".

Don't wanna talk to someone anymore? Take out a Yu-Gi-Oh card and banish them to the shadow realm. Macaque can take care of the rest. (You can also use this on Wukong. Usually not Macaque himself unless he's in a fun mood in which case he will dramatically fall into one of his own portals.)

You are all insanely protective of each other. (They're definitely more protective of you because of your fragile mortal body, but kicking someone's ass to protect them is a surefire way to make sure their attention is solely on you for the rest of the night.)

Wukong won't stop trying to get you to eat an immortal peach. Luckily, he hasn't stooped low enough to try sneaking immortal peaches into your meals... Yet.

Good luck in the summer, Wukong's a cuddler and not only is he covered in fur, but he also radiates an insane amount of heat. Luckily, Macaque's (super?)natural chill evens it out a bit, but that's only if you can convince him to join the cuddle pile.

Playing a dating sim together for fun and all of you arguing over which character is the hottest. (Careful, Macaque is prone to jealousy. A few kisses should cheer him right up though.)

Macaque is best as showing love through words but physical affection is the quickest way to get him flustered. He'll need his space sometimes though, so be wary of that.

You all have crap sleep schedules

It's hard to cuddle with them sometimes because they both choose the most uncomfortable places to sleep

It's tough when Macaque and Wukong are fighting because they'll both want you to side with them but in reality they're both usually in the wrong

Wukong gets nervous when you and Macaque are fighting because he doesn't want to have to choose between the two of you if you have a big falling out: "... You're going to forgive him, right?" "eventually, yeah." "and you're not going to leave him?" "I'm not going to leave him, Wukong." "... Promise?" "I promise."

When you and Wukong are fighting, Macaque is usually very blunt in what he believes. (Which is usually, "you're both idiots")

They usually have their tails wrapped around a random part of your body. (Wukong does it subconsciously; Macaque is always very conscious when making physical contact.)

You and Wukong hype each other up to go on dates with Macaque; Macaque makes fun of you for it

Wukong likes to tug on your hair and sleeves and stuff; likes to fall asleep while playing with your hair

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I REALLY liked this request, I hope I did a good job in answering it!

[munsonsmixtapes]

Rock the Boat

fuckboy!Eddie x plus size!fem!reader

summary: you send a risky text asking Eddie to meet you at Lover’s Lake to finally have your way with him and to your surprise, he actually shows up.

Based on a request that I mistakenly deleted

cw: MDNI (18+) smut (p in v) oral (f receiving) reader sits on Eddie’s face, grinding, Eddie sucks on reader’s tits, brief mention of body image issues

It started with a text. Why you were sending that kind of message to someone you barely knew, you weren’t sure. All you knew was that you had met Eddie a few times when he came into Family Video where you worked and you found yourself to be very attracted to him. He was one of the hottest men you had ever seen and you couldn’t help but fantasize about him.

All you could think about was taking him into the back room at Family Video and having your way with him. Covering each other’s mouths so no one could hear your loud moans. You wanted to hear his pathetic whines as you slowly pulled his pants down to get a good look at his cock, edging him until he was begging to fuck you.

It was to the point where you were thinking about him all the time. Especially when you were trying to go to sleep. All of the things he could do to you taking over your mind until you eventually had to take care of yourself, but it never quite did the trick. You were afraid that the only thing that would have helped was actually having Eddie’s cock inside you and you were sure that would never happen.

And then, suddenly, there was an answer to your prayers. Steve, becoming tired of you not doing anything about your pathetic crush, put an end to your misery and gave you Eddie’s number. He didn’t really know you that well, but you were nice to him and from what he’d seen, he thought that you and Eddie would have been a good match.

You stared at the number for what felt like hours after you had gotten home from your shift. Your thumb hovered over the “message” button so many times, but you couldn’t get yourself to actually do it. What would you have even said? Everything that came to mind just made you feel like an idiot. You didn’t send messages like that, especially not to practical strangers.

You didn’t know Eddie except for the very few, very short conversations you had with him and weren’t even sure if he was into receiving, let alone, responding to sexts. You had heard rumors that he was into pretty much anything, but you didn’t think you were his type. You were bigger than a lot of the girls in Hawkins and even though you were very secure in yourself, you couldn’t help but compare yourself to the others.

You finally got the guts to open up the messaging app and typed out your text, your heart racing as you did so. Why was it so hard? It didn’t even have to be well thought out. Just a few simple words would do the trick. Sure, it was a risk, but you felt like you needed to take more of those in your life.

Sex?

Really? That was the best you could do?

Wanna fuck you so bad

Not terrible, but you could do better.

Meet me at Lover’s Lake at 8:00 if you’re willing to get down and dirty

You thought it was good, but felt like it needed a little more tweaking before you sent it. You went to backspace, but your thumb had a mind of its own and the blue button was pressed, causing the message to be sent before you were ready. You threw your phone onto your bed and began to panic. Your heartbeat was pounding so hard that you swore it was going to leap out of your chest.

After you were done freaking out, you reached for your phone to unsend the message only for that to longer be an option. He was going to see the message and think that you were a freak and never want to speak to you ever again. God, you were really fucked and not in the way that you wanted to be.

Your heart rate picked up when you saw that he was typing and were surprised at his reply. It wasn’t what you were expecting, but at least he was nice about it. That definitely made you feel a lot better about your stupidity.

You know, that sounds really hot, but first you have to tell me who you are.

You quickly typed out your reply, chewing on your thumb nail as you pressed send.

It’s y/n from Family Video

You didn’t receive a reply after that and you took that as rejection, but you still headed out to Lover’s Lake, hoping that he would show up anyway. If he did, you’d be ecstatic, and if he didn’t, you definitely wouldn’t have been able to look him in the eye. You’d have to quit family video and you really liked working there.

You put on a dress that you had just bought and your nicest bra and underwear set, hoping that he would appreciate the effort you had put into your appearance.

You drove to your destination, wishing you had just kept your desires to yourself, but there you were, standing there on the sand, trying to figure out what to do. Someone was kind enough to leave their boat sitting on the sand so you got in it and sat there, your nervousness building as the clock struck eight. You were going to give him at least an hour because no one ever showed up at the exact time that they were expected to.

The boat was very nice and surely expensive so you wondered why it was abandoned on the sand like that. It needed to be safe somewhere where no one would take it. It had what looked like two leather sofas attached to it for seating and the front of the boat where the captain would steer. It wasn’t very big, but it was definitely going to work for what you were going to get up to.

You heard a car door slam close and reached for something to protect yourself with in case it wasn’t Eddie and found a large stick that was right beside the boat and held it out as the stranger approached. Eddie came into view and put his hands up to show that he wasn’t a threat causing you to dropped the stick, letting out a sigh of relief.

“You know, I’m all for hitting in a sexual context, but I feel like that wasn’t your intent,” he chuckled as he put his hands back down by his side.

“I wasn’t sure if it was you or some creep so I was just protecting myself. I wasn’t sure if you were going to show up.”

“Yeah, my phone died and I couldn’t find my charger. So, sorry about that.” He pushed the boat into the water then climbed into the boat and sat in the seat across from you, resting his hands on top of his lap, studying you. He immediately wondered what a pretty girl like you was doing asking him to hook up. If he was being honest, he thought you were out of his league. Definitely too pretty for him, but he wasn’t going to question why you asked him there.

He turned on the motor and the two of you moved further out onto the lake and once you got far enough away from the shore, Eddie turned the motor off so the two of you would stay stationary and went to sit across from you again.

“That’s okay. I figured that you were just ghosting me.”

“I mean, I’m not a saint by any means, but I definitely don’t ghost and definitely not pretty girls like you.” He thought you were pretty. Sure, he had told you so when you had been flirting with each other, but you figured that it was just that, flirting.

“Is that so? Well, um, I guess we should, you know.” Hearing his complimentary words were making you even more desperate for him and Eddie was more than happy to comply. He had been thinking and sleeping with you for weeks and was hoping that the text he had gotten has been from you and it actually was.

“I guess so. You know, I was pretty surprised when you asked me to come.” As much as he hoped he was, Eddie didn’t think he was your type. He was convinced that you liked guys like Steve. The kind of guys who you could meet your parents and make a good impression. The kind that wouldn’t run when things got to real.

“Why?” You didn’t understand why he was surprised. Hadn’t your flirting been obvious? Couldn’t he tell just how desperate you were for him? Well, he definitely would by the end of the night.

“I didn’t think I was your type.” Eddie was the definition of your type. Despite your personality, you liked the kind of guys you were the complete opposite of you in every way. The ones who seemed kind of bad. The ones who could definitely get you into trouble but wouldn’t because they cared so much about you. Eddie seemed scary on the outside, but on the inside, he was a sweet and caring man.

“Why not?” You tilted your head to the side and Eddie thought it was adorable that you looked like a little confused puppy.

“Thought you liked pretty boys like Steve.” The words almost came out bitter, but that wasn’t his intention. It always seemed like he always lost to Steve. Steve always got the girls, leaving Eddie with nothing but rejection because he was mean and scary and evil.

“I don’t like Steve and you are a pretty boy.”

“I am?”

“Of course you are, handsome. Why don’t you come over here and I’ll show you just how handsome I think you are?” You patted the seat next to you and without a word, he came and sat next to you, his thigh touching yours because of your close proximity.

You reached up and slowly pushed some of his hair behind one of his ears then rested your hand against his jaw, pulling his face close to yours. Your lips slotted between his and they moved together slowly as you both got used to the foreign feeling of each other’s lips.

His were soft and gentle as his hands moved to your waist, moving to your back and making a home there. He licked into your mouth and you let him inside, taking exactly what he wanted from you as his tongue swirled around yours. You let out a whine and he almost moaned at the sound. It was so hot hearing that sound from you. It was even better than he had imagined.

Eddie’s hands moved up your dress slowly, his cool rings feeling good against your warm thighs. He got to your waist and he felt a lacy string that indicated that you were wearing a thong. Oh, he definitely had to see that. He push your dress up to your hips and looked down, getting a good look at the red thong you were wearing and his cock twitched as he thought about was what underneath it. He needed to see your pussy right then.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he said as he broke away to catch his breath. “Need your cunt, bad.”

“Wanna know the way I taste?”

“God, please.” Your cunt was a sopping wet mess when you heard him whine like that. It was doing so much to you and you desperately needed him to take care of it before you did it yourself.

“Can I sit on your face?” Eddie was convinced that you were actually trying to kill him. If you kept suggesting things like that, there was no way he’d make it home alive.

“Oh, I’d love for you to sit on my face. Need to taste you so bad.” You had never done anything like that, especially because your weight was a concern, but this time, you didn’t care. You were convinced that Eddie could take it.

“Wanna see it first?” You asked. “Wanna show you how wet I am for you.” You pulled down your thong and handed it to him so it could keep it to remember the night.

“God, you have no idea what you’re doing to me,” he groaned and you just put on a devilish smirk.

“Or maybe I do,” you winked before pulling him in for another kiss before pushed him off of you. You rested your hands on your knees and spread your legs wide, giving him a full view of your sopping wet cunt. He felt drool forming in his mouth as he thought about the way you’d taste, burying his tongue inside of you, making you moan his name over and over until you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Damn, sugar,” he whistled. “How long have you been holding this in? Seems like you need me real bad, but don’t worry, I’m more than happy to lick you clean.” He knew exactly what to say to make you crazy. To make you more wet than ever before and you were filled with more desire than you knew what to do with.

“Please,” you whimpered and Eddie pressed a kiss to your lips before he laid down on the bench. You slowly situated yourself on his face, spreading your legs and leaning forward so that your knees were pressed against the bench on either side of his head, holding onto the railing of the boat.

You let out a gasp as Eddie’s nose brushed your cunt and he pushed you further back a bit so he had a full view of you, wanting to see how you came undone as he licked and sucked your cunt. He was quick to lick a stripe from your slit to your clit and you let out a loud moan, white knuckling the railing as he began to suck on the spot.

You leaned your head back, feeling absolute pleasure course through you and Eddie swore he was going to cream his pants seeing you like that. That was going to live in his head absolutely rent free and he would need to take care of himself as he laid in his bed, not able to sleep because of his need for you.

“So fucking good, Eddie,” you moaned, grinding against his face and he let out his own moan at the feeling. He was lapping up every last bit of your slick and he couldn’t get enough of the taste of your cunt. He loved feeling the weight of you on top of him and seeing you go dumb at the feeling of his tongue and lips, so close to reaching your first orgasm of the night.

His hands moved up to your ass, digging his fingers deep into it as he licked and sucked on your leaking cunt, wanting to taste over single part of it.

“Gonna cum on my face sweetheart? Seems like you’re pretty close.” His voice was muffled, but he was speaking loud enough to where you could hear every word and he was right. He shoved his tongue inside your pussy and swirled it around, causing your back to arched in pleasure and Eddie felt cum leaking from his dick as he watched you come undone as his tongue licked back and forth, feeling your slick leak out onto his tongue as you finally reached your orgasm, your hands becoming sweaty against the railing as you tried your best to hold onto it but weren’t sure how long you could last.

“Oh,” you moaned loudly as your body went limp as you came down from your climax and Eddie moved his hand up to your hips, trying his best to prevent you from falling backwards. “Need your cock, Eddie. Want you inside me so bad.” You had just cum and already wanted him to fuck you? Didn’t you at least need a break first?

Eddie helped you climb off of his face and help you in his arms as he attached his lips to yours. He licked into your mouth once again and grabbed onto the bottom of your dress, pulling it up over your head and tossing it to the floor. He slowly lowered himself to the floor, removing his shirt as he did so, his lips still moving against yours as he did so. He laid your body gently on top of his, your legs tangling together.

Your hands moved to his hair as his slowly went up your back to your bra, slowly unhooking it to give you plenty of time to stop him if you didn’t want him to take it off. Once it was unhooked, he slid it out from between your bodies and threw it to the side.

You pulled away to catch your breath and leaned up so you could unbuckle Eddie’s belt and he took the opportunity to look at your tits, watching them move as you did so. And just when he didn’t think you could get any more hot. He leaned up and pressed open mouthed kisses to your chest as you unbuttoned his pants then helped you, the two of you working as a team to remove them. He then took off his boxers, causing his dick to spring free and it was even bigger than you imagined. It was covered in cum and you desperately wanted to clean it up with your mouth, but you wanted more to have him inside you.

He quickly put on a condom and you pushed him back down to the floor, situation yourself onto his dick, sounds of pleasure escaping both of your mouths as you did so. You rolled your hips towards him and started to ride him, watching his mouth fall open as he watched your tits bounce up and down as you moved. He swore that he had never seen anything that hot in his life.

“Look so good on top of me,” he managed to get out through labored breaths. “Love seeing your tits bounce.”

“Oh yeah?” You asked, a flirty tone taking over your voice. “How about this then?” You moved faster, causing your tits to bounced even more and Eddie could feel himself cum inside the condom as he let out the most desperate moan.

“God, yes, fuck,” he whined and that did something to you. You leaned down and pressed a hot kiss to Eddie’s lips before moving a little higher so your tits were hanging right in his face.

“Know you wanna suck on them,” you said and Eddie felt drool collect in his mouth as he thought about sucking on your nipples, pulling the most delicious moans from your mouth. “Go ahead.” You moved left and right, causing them to swing right above his face.

He couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled out and rolled over so he was on top and pounded his dick into you before leaning down and pressing soft kisses to your chest which juxtaposed the way his dick was thrusting in and out of you.

He moved his way down to your left tit and gave it a bruising suck as best he could as he kept pounding into you. The whole thing was overstimulating for you both, but he couldn’t take it. He needed to have his mouth on your tits right then or he was going to explode. He continued to pump in and out of you, watching your tits move as he did so, his eyes glazing over with lust.

���Eddie,” you whined. “Need your mouth on my tits.”

“Believe me, I wanna suck on them so bad, but can’t exactly do that and fuck you at the same time.” He tried, but it wasn’t exactly easy.

“Fuck me first then.”

“That I can do.” He leaned down and gave your lips another kiss before grabbing onto your hips and pounding into you. He thrusted in and out of you and you closed your eyes as your back arched once again. He lowered himself down onto you and buried his face into your neck as he moaned, his cock moving faster and harder as you both reached your orgasms as the same time, your moans mixing together with your labored breaths.

Eddie pulled out of you then lowered himself down onto you, his lips meeting your chest, peppering it with kisses. They then met the very spot he had sucked on before and he sucked on it as hard as he could his ears being met with more of your beautiful moans.

“Nipple, Eddie,” you whimpered and he obliged, bringing the sensitive thing into his mouth, giving it a rough suck before swiping his tongue over it. “So good.”

“I know, babe,” he said, pulling away, eliciting a whine from you. “Let it out.” He pulled the thing between his teeth and gave it a pull and you practically screamed in pleasure. He gave it another lick then tugged on it again, causing you to make that exact sound. Three orgasms in one night, that had to be a record out of all of his previous partners.

He moved over to the other one and didn’t waste time before taking it between his teeth, desperate times hear the sound again. He bit down a little harder and that seemed to unleash something in you.

“Eddie,” you moaned. “Oh my god. So fucking good.” He gave your nipple one last bit before diffusing through sting with his tongue. He then took the whole thing into his mouth and gave it a hard suck as he swirled his tongue around, causing you to come completely undone, your body laying flat against the floor as you came down from your final orgasm of the night.

Eddie pulled you in for another kiss and disposed of the condone before helping you get dressed, being nothing but complimentary as he did so. That definitely satisfied your craving, but you already found yourself wanting more of him. How were you ever going to have another partner when he had been the best you ever had?

Eddie was thinking the same. He was trying to figure out how to ask you out on a date. There was no way he was going to let a pretty little thing like you slip through his fingers. And even if you didn’t want to go out with him, he was at least going to make sure that he found his way into your bed. As hot as fucking in a boat that didn’t belong to either of you was, it wasn’t very comfortable.

You both got back onto the sand in a timely manner and put the boat exactly where you found it before heading out to the parking lot hand in hand. You led him to your car and pulled him in for a filthy kiss before pulling away.

“Don’t be a stranger, Munson.”

“Oh, trust me, I won’t,” he replied. You gave him another kiss before opening your car door and getting into the driver’s seat. You then cranked the car rolled down the window before turning to him.

“Same time tomorrow?” You asked. “You can come over after I get off work.”

“It’s a date,” he winked and you turned on your radio that was blasting a metal song that made Eddie fall for you even more. You pulled out of your parking space and rolled out of the lot, Eddie standing there, watching you leave, feeling his dick twitch as he thought about all of the things he was going to do to your tomorrow. Oh, he was so down bad. And the thing was, he didn’t even care.

[manofbeskar]

Okay, I am interested in your Dracule Uta posts now. (She's just so cute and I just know he embroidered that flower on her onesie!!) I need to know more!!

I don't have too much details yet but this is what I have for now:

While Shanks finds her in a treasure chest after raiding another crew, Mihawk instead finds her after killing some marines and discovering her on their ship, eating a devil fruit. He figures the Marines probably don't have good intentions for her so he takes her with him.

For the first few days/weeks, he tries to find another home for her. He thinks his life as a marine hunter and lone pirate is too dangerous to care for an infant. A bit of a Buddy Daddies thing in that way, that he's too dangerous to be around and frankly doesn't want the responsibility.

When he finds out which devil fruit she ate (still the Sing-Sing fruit), he realises he can't risk her falling into the hands of someone more corrupt who can manipulate her powers. He decides to go all in and try his best to raise her properly.

He goes to Shanks for help. He himself never had good parents, but he knows Shanks had a good relationship with Roger and his crew also has older men who may have advice to offer. He gets closer to the RHP this way, learning from them how to best care for a baby.

Shanks grows close to Uta. He likes that her hair makes her look like his and Mihawk's baby. He also treats her like she is their kid, always accidentally calls himself her father. Uta also thinks of him like that. Similar to Buddy Daddies again, Mihawk and Shanks both acknowledge they have parental roles in her life but, at this point in time, don't view themselves as romantic co-parents.

(Of course, they have feelings for each other but Mihawk is oblivious to his feelings and Shanks is secretly crushing hard. He loves how good Mihawk is with the kid and how hard he's trying)

Shanks likes to bribe Uta with sweets to talk him up to Mihawk. Always backfires on him because she's way too frank about it (learned that from Mihawk). She'll just say shit like, "Mihawk, Shanks told me he wants to kiss you!" and it embarrasses Shanks every time.

Uta loves being carried by Mihawk. He carries and controls Yoru so easily. Even teen Uta is practically weightless in his arms. It reminds her of when he first found her and rocked her in his arms as they rode his boat back to his home.

Uta sees Mihawk and Shanks's feelings for each other grow over the years until on her 12th birthday she told them to get a grip and go out already. They went out and have been together ever since.

Mihawk and Shanks figured out a co-parenting arrangement a few years before Shanks docked at Windmill Village. Mihawk thinks it will be good for Uta to go sailing with Shanks every once in a while as his experiences sailing with him have always ended with fun stories and meeting new people.

Mihawk wants Uta to get out there and appreciate the world's vastness. He often takes her sailing (if she isn't sailing with Shanks) and shows her all his favourite spots. Sometimes Shanks comes along and tells her stories of "that time me and Mihawk came here ourselves and this really cool thing happened"

Mihawk let Shanks take Uta for longer than before when he docked at Windmill Village as he wanted Uta to make long-term friends that weren't twice her age like himself and the RHP, so she still meets Luffy. While he is a loner, he wants Uta to experience everything and meet people from all walks of life so she can figure out exactly who she wants to be.

Mihawk trained her to be a strong swordswoman since young. She's very skilled with the blade but told him she wanted to be a singer. Mihawk supports her preference and is happy to listen to all her new songs. As he strived to be the greatest swordsman when he was young, he now wants to help Uta become the greatest musician. He tunes in for every broadcast she does and makes sure the RHP catches them too. Uta still cares a lot about her swordsmanship and practices it often to stay sharp.

She carried a bamboo sword as a kid, then got Shanks's old one with the red hilt as a hand-me-down when she was 15. For her 18th birthday, Mihawk had a Yoru-inspired blade crafted for her. She named it "Musica". It looks similar to Yoru but the orbs are red and heart-shaped, the blade isn't black, and it's shorter.

She lives at Kuraigana with Mihawk but splits her time between there and wherever Shanks is. When Perona moved in, they became close friends. Perona loves hearing about her Mihawk stories. She also regularly duels with Zoro when he moves in, insists he doesn't stand a chance against Mihawk if he can't even beat his first student.

Uta's favourite colour is teal because it's the colour Yoru's blade shines.

Her eyes have rings as Mihawk also taught her powerful observation haki (I don't know if the rings are directly relevant to that but I like how the rings look on her)

[fandom-go-round]

Sea Salt Like Glitter: Part Four

Summary: You’re a forest ranger. Trees and mammals are your specialty. Mermaids in the ocean? Way outside your area of expertise. Good News: They like you. Bad News: They like you a lot

Mer! Sun x Plus Sized! Reader x Mer! Moon

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four (Here!), Part Five (Coming Soon!)

Warnings: Kidnapping, Stabbing (Reader), Blood, Blood Loss, Bodily Harm (Reader), Murder ,Swimming, Siren Singing, Cross Species Courting, Different Species

            You wake to a splitting headache and the rocking of a boat. Your eyes flutter open and you’re thankful for the low lighting. A groan comes from your lips without thinking and you raise an arm to rub at your forehead. You don’t move far, your arm only moving a few inches before stopping. You tug harder and grunt at the feeling of metal on your wrists, both of them pinned above your head. Your head tilts back as much as you can, catching a metallic sheen in the light. Chains?

            Your heart begins to pick up speed, your brain a few moments behind. The sound of water lapping against the hull solidifies the ‘being on a boat’ feeling and now your eyes are wide, trying to take everything in. Dim lightbulbs sway from the ceiling, rocking with the ship. You’re chained to a wall and all around you are wooden crates. You shiver; it’s cold and it’s not hard to know you’re in the cargo hold.

            “Hello!? Anyone there?” Your voice echoes off the walls and you wince; you hadn’t been meaning to yell but there wasn’t a lot of volume control down here. There was a moment of silence and then boots on the ceiling above, walking across the deck. You hold your breath, heart thundering in your ears. The sound of the metal hatch opening makes you flinch, cringing as the light shines directly in your eyes. The ladder is directly across from you but your eyes are closed as the person comes down. You only open them again when the person speaks, voice familiar.

            “Hey, glad to see you’re awake.” Mark’s voice is calm and if this were any other situation you might say soothing. Right now you’re frozen in shock, your boss laughing at the look on your face. His normally kind face looks the same except for his eyes; something there makes you feel very, very afraid.

            “M-Mark?” Your voice is scratchy and you clear your throat, eyes darting to see if this is a joke. No camera crew jumps out and when you turn back to him, the soft smile has turned into a smirk. “What’s going on?”

            “Don’t worry, everything is going to be fine.” There’s an edge to his voice that makes you think he’s mocking you. When he pats you on the head like a child you know for sure he’s making fun of you. “I just need you as a bit of insurance.”

            “Insurance?” You wish your brain was working faster. He must have been the one to hit you and it’s hard to think through the pain. Mark gives a nod, gently kicking at one of your sprawled out feet. It would be playful if he didn’t kick your bare skin with combat boots.

            “Yup. Bringing you out here is going to get your friends all riled up and I’m hoping they’ll show.”

            “Friends?” He rolls his eyes at your question, ice settling into your veins. He knew.

            “Did you really think you were hiding them from me? Really? You’re so easy to read it’s a little sad.” His tone was one that you’d never heard before. This didn’t sound like your mild-mannered boss, this was a man who wanted something.

            “Leave them out of this.” He’s surprised by the snarl on your face and all he can do it laugh, reaching out to pinch your cheek.

            “You aren’t really in a place to be making demands dude. All I need is for you to sit here and look pretty.” He pulls the knife faster than you can react, sliding it against your bare leg. You yell out in pain, Mark ignoring you and getting a small cup. It’s nauseating, watching him collect your blood like tree sap. The pain in your head is distracted by your leg but it’s a hollow relief. Not you’re going to get dizzy from blood loss.

            “Please Mark. They haven’t hurt anyone.” You don’t think he hears your quiet pleas at first, focusing on getting a decent amount of blood. Once he has enough, he grabs bandages out of his back pocket and wraps your wound tightly. You give another groan of pain, head hitting the metal wall behind you.

            “It’s not about them, it’s about me. Do you know what they could do for me? I’d finally have enough money to get out of this fucking hell hole of a job. There have always been rumors of merpeople out here but I’ve never found them. I should have known that all they needed was a little encouragement.” You scowl at the suggestion in his voice, snarling.

            “It’s not like that.” He laughs at your denial, raising an eyebrow.

            “No? Not even a little bit? Not even after your late-night swim?” Dread swells as he keeps talking; he’s been watching you. All of you, for a while now. When you don’t respond he pats your cheek again, standing up. “I need to get moving before either of them are at full strength. Don’t worry.” Something like concern passes over his face. “I’ll let you go once I have them.”

            “Don’t you dare.” You’re furious, pulling at the chains on the wall and trying to launch yourself at him. Mark doesn’t turn around, going to the ladder. He’s getting farther away and you panic, trying to go after him. “Mark! Leave them alone! MARK!” He doesn’t turn around, slamming the hatch behind him and covering you in darkness.

            You wail and thrash, trying to break free. Nothing works, the metal holding fast and you’re tired sooner than you’d like to admit. Even in the low light you can see how your bandages are slowly soaking through. The combo of blood loss and panic has your adrenaline pumping but it’s not going to last long.

            You see it clear as day in your mind, closing your eyes to stop frustrated tears. Mark is going to dump your blood into the water and bring them both to the ship. Moon will be tired and Sun only half awake, both of them not expecting an ambush. No one will know they’re gone except you and you’re not looking so hot yourself. You let out a wail, slamming your head into the boat. It hurts but so does everything else. All you can do now is wait and that might just kill you.

♥

            You have no idea how much time has passed. It’s hard to tell if you fell asleep or passed out. You listen to the footfalls from above; Mark is pacing the deck. Your lips curl in satisfaction. He sounds pissed. You hope that he doesn’t get what he wants.

            “Your boyfriends haven’t shown up.” His voice is full of hate and you jerk in surprise. You hadn’t even realized he opened the hatch. “If they don’t show up before nightfall, I’ll throw you in myself.” The light from above disappears and you sigh, relieved but also worried.

            You don’t want either of them captured but where are they? Is something wrong? You hope they’ve noticed something suspicious about the boat and are staying away. You gently knock your head back again, giving a sigh. You’re so lost in your thoughts that you almost miss a return knock, echoing slightly from the other side of the cargo hold.

            You freeze, eyes darting and trying to see something. There’s a beat of silence and then another knock, farther away. You hit the wall with your fist, heart pumping as the knocking comes closer. It was must be one of the mers.

            You want to cry as the knocking moves right under you, giving small kicks back. You don’t hear any voices but you shudder, goosebumps appearing on your skin. One of them must be singing. You don’t know if it’s just the two of them or all mers but the two of them defiantly have siren calls. Siren adjacent.

            “You have to get out of here.” You don’t know if they can hear you or not or if it’s really them. The boat could be hitting a rock for all you know.” Please, I don’t want him to hurt you.” Something in the air shifts, a change of tune? You jump at a rumble of thunder, looking around the cargo hold. The water has gotten choppier and you want to curse Mark out. He’s chasing them in the middle of a storm? Is he crazy?

            There are three more taps before they stop completely and you sag, wind cut out of your sails. It’s hard to focus and when you look at your leg you wince. There’s blood on the floor and it doesn’t look good.

            The boat shudders and tilts dangerously, your body sliding towards the ladder. You cry out in pain as your arms are jerked in their sockets, gritting your teeth through the pain. The boat snaps back the other direction and you groan in relief, Mark scrambling across the deck. He’s talking to himself you think, it’s hard to hear anything over the rain and thunder. The boat continues to rock and you close your eyes; you don’t need to be motion sick on top of everything else.

            Something slams into the bottom of the boat and you yelp, Mark yelling above you. Another hit and the metal starts to buckle a few feet in front of you. You curl your legs closer, hoping to stay out of the line of fire. Mark lets out a scream above and low hissing follows. You have suspicions it’s a mer and tug at the chains again, the skin of your wrists raw. Frantic stomping makes you look up but the splash of cold water has you enraptured.

            Thick black tentacles tear the steel hull like paper, ruby eyes peering out of the water. Deep rumbles fill the cargo bay and you can’t help the relieved laughter. It turns into worry when the hissing on deck turns into a screech. If Moon is here than Sun is up there and –

            “You have to go help him.” You speak without thinking, leaning towards Moon as he finally pulls himself into the boat. His eyes are focused on you but he does do a quick check before moving over to you. He struggles less on land than Sun, snapping the chain holding you easily. Moon snarls at the cut on your leg, tentacles wrapping around the wound fully. You don’t have the energy to protest, clinging to his arms. “Moon! You have to go help Sun!”

            “Help you.” His voice is hard to make out past the rumbling, scales beginning to glow. You wince as the feeling to heat against your wound and then everything goes numb. Your eyes are wide when he releases your leg and the cut is gone, Moon giving a nod as he turns your leg over in his hands.

            “Holy shit. Is there anything you can’t do?” Moon ignores your question, teeth bared in a snarl as he takes everything in. Another scream from the deck has you both looking up. It sounds like Mark and you hold your breath, something scrambling against the deck. There’s a loud smack and then nothing, Moon giving a pleased rumble.

            “Need to go.” Moon’s voice startles you out of you fear, water lapping on your thighs urgently. You know that the ship isn’t going to collapse right away but you don’t want to see how long it takes.

            “Is Sun going to be alright?” The tentacled mer nods at your question, gathering you into his arms. His skin is cold and you shiver, Moon giving you a sympathetic look.

        ��   “Sun finish hunt. Join us later.” His voice leaves no room for argument and all you can do is nod, wrapping your arms around his neck. Part of you thinks you can hear singing, Sun’s voice full of victory and bloodlust but it’s getting so hard to think now. Moon gives you a moment to take a deep breath before pulling you into the ocean.

            You almost pass out from the pressure and temperature change, only adrenaline keeping you conscious. Moon moves faster than you’ve ever seen him swim, the water a blur against your skin. It reinforces that he’s a predator and Sun is even faster; there’s no way Mark is alive.

            You cough once your head breaches the surface, Moon wrapped all around you. He rumbles and you turn, seeing the boat in the distance. Rain slams into your skin and you cling tighter; Moon is the warmest thing you have right now. Both of you watch the boat sway on the waves, the hull sinking lower. There’s movement on the deck and you think it’s Sun, the mer standing on the edge before sliding into the water.

            “Home.” You nod at Moon’s voice, taking a deep breath and letting him pull you through the water. He stays near the surface, never going too deep and your consciousness drifts. There’s a part of you that knows you’re going to have to unpack this but the larger part of you just wants to get home and rest.

            Sun meets the two of you by your beach; he’s already pulled himself out of the water and is glowing faintly. You had never noticed Sun’s bioluminescence yourself, probably because of the sun but in the storm it’s easy to see the glowing golden bans. He gathers you into his arms and you sob, half from relief and half from the warmth. He hums loudly above you and you find yourself relaxing, Moon pressing into your back. Sun gives you a smile and his teeth are covered in blood. You smile back, pushing the pain down and clinging to him. You’re safe and they’re both alive. That’s what matters.

            They hold you while you cry, the storm raging around you. Soon you’ll have to go inside. Soon you’ll have to figure out what to do. Soon you’ll have to define this relationship and your future. For now, all you do is bask and enjoy being alive.

[manofthepipis]

One thing that I’ve noticed is the amazing storytelling and character development Survey and Clicks are going through! They both have conflicting emotions, but seem to handle them very differently. It kind of reminds me of ‘Nice v.s Kind’ mentality. From my perspective, Survey is nice, but Clicks is kind.

For nice people, most of their characteristics are this:

- never wants to rock the boat

- Most concerned about not upsetting someone

- Afraid to speak up when they witness unkind behavior

- Censoring yourself for others feelings

- Enabling

Most of these in my opinion match Survey and their own mental battles pretty spot on! I should probably also mention early on that I don’t think Survey is evil, or acting out on any ill-will towards Spam, quite the opposite actually! Survey is probably walking on eggshells with every interaction they have with him. They haven’t had time to process through their own grief and PTSD from the last Neo rampage, so, that involuntary spills out when they don’t mean to. An example of this is when Swatch was talking to them about Neo, and their first thoughts were “Oh, Neo, great” clearly stating their apprehension towards the topic (and for a very good reason! Regardless of the mental state of the perpetrator, it’s hard to forgive and forget after a scenario like that). However, they also unfortunately, have that double whammy of the grief they felt by leaving Spamton alone, and was the only other Addison that actually heard the voice on the phone, therefore, they have an even more horrifying perspective of what Spamton went through. They somehow think that turning Spamton back into the white Addison will be the solution to all of their problems. Which, while one might think it cruel, given Surveys perspective, it makes a lot of sense. They can’t help but be scared of Spamton, they don’t want to be afraid, but they are so scared of that overwhelming feeling of NEO, and, it’s not like Survey has heard anything positive about Spamton’s new appearance. With the “burning hot plate sensation” to “I can’t say anything without being swamped by Ads” it makes sense that Survey would want to alleviate that burden. I really hope that one of the other Ads are able to catch on to Survey’s mental state, and help. Right now, my contester is Banner. Those two seem to be a little bit closer than the others, especially when it came to Spamton. Banner was also the one who noticed Survey’s apprehension and terror when Neo was in their house. This is getting to long LMAO so the summarize, ADDISONS!!! SPAMTON!! PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THE ONE LIGHTING THEMSELVES ON FIRE TO KEEP YOU ALL WARM!!!!

To move on, Clicks on the other hand, is kind. For kind people, their personalities are like this:

- Willing to make waves

- Clear, direct communication, even when uncomfortable

- Being true to their own values or feelings

- Helping

- Acting from genuine feelings

Now Clicks isn’t a saint, he’s an asshole and a drama queen, even he himself admits this. However, he definitely gets the kindness award! As he passes this test with flying colors in my opinion! He doesn’t pull back his punches with Spamton, (like him just telling Spamton to shut the fuck up LMAO) and has the most clear communication with Spam! Spamton himself, recognizes that Clicks isn’t like Banner and Survey who are still trying to test the waters with him, rather, he treats Spamton like an equal. (Even if his sense of equal is just being an asshole). Clicks has also show to value his own feelings, especially with the latest chapter! The reason it took him this long was because before, his feelings were just a giant ball of ???. Once Clicks was able to understand and get through his emotions he was able to have a better understanding of Spamton and his character. (Clicks knows that Spamton hated being that white Addison, Survey is trying to make Spamton that white Addison). Throughout the story, Clicks has shown to have a remarkable sense of body language understanding as well as trying to respect Spamtons boundaries. An example of this is when Spamton thought he was being interrogated by the other ads, and when Clicks senses his discomfort, he tries to drop the topic. Even though he’s an asshole, he definitely wants to be there for all the addisons are a strong shoulder, as well as a protector. Clicks is notorious for making waves, (all with good reason!) If someone like Survey had to have the heart the heart with Spam like Clicks had, I feel like Survey would say something like, “Everyone is capable of change Spamton! And we all want to change for the better and help!” But Clicks is just like, “you are the most egotistical bastard I have ever met. Shut the absolute fuck up.” LMAO I love this guy. Clicks isn’t a nice guy, but he is a kind guy. And that goes a lot farther in my own opinion!

To conclude, Clicks is able to empathize, while Survey sympathizes. Both are so complex it’s so good rararjdndjskdkdnd !!!!!!!

i've gotta say reading this ask/analysis (asknalysis?) has got me smiling from ear to ear because of describing something so accurately i couldn't put it into words better than this

one, i'm extremely thankful for this, and tysm for your thoughts! They're always a pleasure to read especially as i see that so much of these addisons have actually got across :'D

i really really really like writing morally grey characters, and using the kind versus nice personalities is such a great way to describe their moral differences! Surv is definitely trickier, because as you said, they're not evil, they just got a lot going on. they are apprehensive, and definitely walking on eggshells because they have no idea to actually approach this situation other than wanting it over with. Their persistence to find out what happened to spamton in pt 1 was fulfilled (for better or for worse), and being "nice" is what he needed then, to be brought down from his rage and resentment towards them as a group, while kindness is what he needs now. So Survey's inadvertently putting themselves in a worse position, creating divide, just because their approach that worked before isn't working now. And it's not their fault while at the same time, yeah, being their fault. i rlly like this line "setting themselves on fire to keep the rest of you warm" it like 1. is perfect for this and 2. goes hardcore

Without spoiling too much I do believe you have it right :D though Banner isn't in a position as extreme as Survey here, the whole thing is certainly messing with him. He doesn't want to make the wrong decisions anymore about what to do with Spamton's situation, finding it odd and uncanny, rather than devastating like Survey. He wants to make things right, but doesn't have the tools right now to do so. He wants to help, probably more than anyone else, but unyielding optimism isn't going to work and he knows that :')

you're also right about what would have happened if Surv were in Clicks' position then. There wouldn't be much of a resolution other than Survey going back to what they've seen had worked before- talking Spamton (and the rising emotions) down. When said emotions and concerns, instead, needed to be acknowledged and translated to make any progress. With Clicks, processing how he's felt for so long and what Spam's feeling now, it helped them both in one conversation and connection. Spamton's a lot like the addisons than he cares to admit, as he's been one of them at some point, so being an equal is what he's wanted, but then when he never got it, it turned to wanting to be 'bigger' than them, and thus the spiral/decline. Clicks being kind, noticing visual cues of discomfort rather than being impatient with getting information out of Spamton asap when he finally starts talking, is going to make Spamton feel more like an equal and less a belittled outcast, or worse, a freakshow. And though addisons always have their own selfish motivations directing their actions, the outcome of Clicks' approach is pretty selfless in the end.

I'm also so so so glad to have readers that see the differences in empathy versus sympathy and nice versus kind! like, just the subtle differences between each approach, in where each side is commonly seen as synonymous, when in context, they can vary from each other in large ways!! It's enlightening even as a writer to see :D! tysm for sharing!

[chibimui]

The Apothecary Diaries LN2 Thoughts - Ch10-12

Volume 2: Prologue-ch5 - ch6-7 - ch8-9

We have reached what I personally call in my head the "Ritual Arc". Absolutely one of my most favourite parts in the anime, and despite this being my thoughts on the LN, I genuinely could not not talk about the anime, so... oops? As usual, if you enjoy my rambles, feel free to click the read more!

(Warning: These thoughts may contain spoilers from later light novels all the way up until LN15.)

Chapter 10 - Suirei

Another chapter with a character's name! This is also an interesting chapter to have a character's name. Suirei herself only appears briefly in the middle and the end, and both these moments are interspersed with two somewhat significant conversations Maomao has with Suiren. Both of which I will talk about.

As I said, I like to think of these next few chapters as the "Ritual Arc" because this is when all the previous plots start coming together, culminating in... well, the ritual. And who ends up being quite central to these plots? The very namesake of this chapter which starts off this arc of the plot and plays a very integral role in events that occur later in LN3 and 4.

Before we actually get to Suirei though, the chapter starts with Maomao dropping observations that Jinshi seems to be preparing for a ritual despite being a eunuch, who would typically not be involved in such affairs.

As we can see here, Maomao does her usual thing and tries to not dwell on these rather interesting factoids despite the fact that she also cannot help but dwell on them--she might not outwardly voice the question, but she certainly will ask herself why.

I find these conjectures we get from Maomao about Jinshi quite amusing as a re-reader who is aware of Jinshi's background. Also, despite Maomao trying to justify how Jinshi can still be a eunuch despite so much contradictory evidence, a first-time reader may actually become even more suspicious of Jinshi's eunuch status even though Maomao herself never considers this at all in her musings. She will ask herself why, and she will try to give herself an answer, but only the answer that will avoid rocking the boat.

Back to the namesake of this chapter though - we finally get a closer look at Suirei!

Ugh. I feel. So much for her. She's not necessarily a favourite character of mine, but I do find her backstory interesting and I have a lot of empathy for her. She got dealt a real bad hand of cards, but thankfully was still able to make it out relatively unscathed. I also find it kind of funny how Maomao is so interested in Suirei, but Suirei never really seems to know what to do with Maomao's enthusiasm. It's a shame, in another world they probably could have been decent friends.

This following observation has nothing to do with Suirei but I still highlighted it:

We get a moment here where Maomao is pretty quickly able to pick up on the fact that the doctor here has feelings for Suirei. Maomao who cannot seem to get a read on Jinshi whatsoever. Is able to notice immediately when a random man, whom she has so far only met once, is interested in a woman she also barely knows. Once again, showing how great her observation skills can be if she's able to step away from the situation. Although with Jinshi it's understandably hard to get the distance she needs to be objective. But still!!!

Moving on to Maomao's second conversation with Suiren where we see Suiren really trying to endear Maomao to Jinshi. She encourages Maomao to ask Jinshi for things and later on gives the advice to see even a high-born person as just a person. Despite how Maomao insists Suiren is trying to torture her (and she's not wrong, she's one tough lady!), it's pretty clear that Suiren is genuinely pretty fond of Maomao, and is subtly trying to push her closer to Jinshi as best she can.

And then the chapter ends with Maomao encountering Suirei again trying to steal some herbs, and Suirei subtly gives Maomao a challenge.

Given what we know of Suirei's role throughout these events as a set up to the Shi-clan rebellion in the next few volumes, I must say... I still don't entirely know what her goal was in this specific moment. She is clearly challenging Maomao, but is it because she is already contemplating kidnapping her? Or is it so Maomao can figure out Suirei doesn't die, and somehow connect that back to the Shi clan? I'm always a bit unsure how involved Suirei is on the Shishou side of things, and how much is her just doing Shenmei's bidding.

Chapter 11 - Chance or Something More

Onto chapter 11, which is basically setting us up for the events in chapter 12.

During a conversation Maomao has with Lihaku, we realize that a bunch of mysteries and cases Maomao had dealt with before are somehow all connected. Coincidence?! Maomao thinks not! I do also think it's interesting that right after the chapter named Suirei, we get somewhat of a confirmation that Suirei is absolutely shady and cannot be trusted--although Maomao keeps this information to herself for now.

Afterwards, Maomao then recounts her thoughts to Jinshi and we get this:

This leads back to my previous question - what exactly was Suirei's goal? To actually kill Jinshi under the orders of her mother? I can't even imagine the chaos this would have brought to the palace if she had actually succeeded. And if that was the goal - if she was just following her mother's orders... honestly what would Shishou have done if any of the plans to kill Jinshi had actually succeeded (I am thinking ahead to events in LN3 as well).

I understand the Shi Rebellion stuff in the context of the events of LN4 and what everyone's motivations were in that novel, but I will admit when I try to extrapolate it to what was attempted here in LN2, I lose the ball a bit. Especially because Maomao saving Jinshi does lean closer to a stroke of luck that starts with Lihaku running to Maomao for help (although I am assuming Lakan may have caused that--but even then, Lakan definitely did not care if Jinshi died).

Shenmei wanted to kill Jinshi and Shishou was low-key trying to play a weird double-agent by following his wife, but also hoping she'd destroy herself and dig out all the rotten parts of the empire, but the thing is if Jinshi had actually died I am pretty sure the Emperor would have lost his shit. Like, I know Shishou wasn't really trying to redeem himself, but having a member of the Imperial Family murdered does not help the Imperial family!

Anyway. We'll get to that when I re-read LN4. For now though, all we know is something shady be going on. And this is when Jinshi learns that in order to engage his beloved cat, he's gotta give her some prezzies (once again, I loved this scene in the anime. I love chibi-Jinshi looking so proud at having finally, successfully enticed Maomao with something. The way his VA delivered his lines in that moment was *chefs kiss*. What an idiot. I love him).

Chapter 12 - The Ritual

Like many people, this part in the anime was absolutely one of my favourites. It's absolutely a climax moment in the show, although I feel like in the novel it's less of a climax, and more of the "set up". It's a climax for the setup that has been occurring in this novel. It's the moment the stakes get raised and you realize Maomao might not just be solving tiny random mysteries, but may start to get involved in even larger things from here on out.

It's actually kind of interesting to compare Maomao's/Jinshi's lack of allies in this moment, to who would be available to support them in later novels. Since Jinshi is the one being targeted, when Maomao does realize what's going on all she can do is stand outside and shout at a soldier until Lakan finally decides to get off his lazy ass. By LN15, if Maomao had uncovered a plot like this Chue or Lahan would probably have also found out and it's unlikely Maomao would be acting alone to stop the events as they played out.

So what happens is Maomao, after being promised a nice little gift, goes and does some research and ends up realizing someone is about to die during a ritual that very same day and she rushes off to save them. The scene of Maomao running in desperation to save someone she doesn't even know is so good in the anime. She cares so much about people.

Just in the nick of time she saves Jinshi from being flattened into a pancake, and probably the eyes of several officials who would have had to witness said flattening, which, to anyone would have been horrifying but to witness that happening to the Imperial Younger Brother? Oh god the sheer terror for the people in that room. Once again, the Emperor would have lost his shit.

And we get get this lovely, slightly hilarious, exchange

Okay, I'm going to go back to gushing about the anime - sorry, but the anime truly did this whole chapter so well, and this moment specifically. The way this was voice acted, how terrified Jinshi sounded, how hurt Maomao sounded despite also somehow sounding so nonchalant, the animation of Jinshi's face throughout all of this, it was all just so, so, soooo good.

The chapter ends shortly after this and skips right to Maomao waking up in Jinshi's room, but I love, LOVE, the extra scene the anime added of Jinshi carrying Maomao back.

I've definitely seen some folks remark how unrealistic it was for Jinshi to slow-walk and why was no one helping him blah blah blah, but listen - LISTEN - this is peak Romantic C-Drama content in my anime okay and I AM HERE FOR IT. The dramatic slow walk as music plays and then you have all the officials bowing down to The Crown Prince, unable to look at his face and unable to make a move due to his status as royalty, and Jinshi who must also maintain his composure as a Child of Heaven, but you can tell he is furious. Hnnnngggggggg I want to inject that scene into my veins for real.

Sorry, I genuinely could not talk about this chapter without just talking about the anime. As I said, in the anime this genuinely felt like a climax moment, whereas in the novel it's an important event, but not actually the main focus of this particular volume--which is actually about Maomao's parents. The events of this chapter is definitely the keg-starter for future events in LN3 and LN4 though and makes it so that when things do amp up in those novels, it's not as much of a surprise.

With that being said, we're still not done with these events just yet, but I'll have to cover the remaining chapters in my next post.

[ch13-15]

[theflyindutchwoman]

Hello! Do you think Tim only realized he had feelings for Lucy after their kisses in 4x22 and 5x01? Wouldn't it be a little odd?

I mean, in one episode he is telling Ashely he thinks they are "magic together" and being sad that she doesn't want to get married or have kids, and the very next episode he is all shook when Lucy kisses him, like he's just realizing in that moment that he might have romantic feelings for her.

Isn't that, like, juvenile? I would understand it if Tim was a boy falling in love with the first girl he kisses, but he's a grown man who was married before and knows what love feels like. He shouldn't need a kiss to realize it.

I guess I'm just trying to make sense of things. Because in the end I just find it very hard to believe the path the show chose to follow, of Tim beeing so oblivious of his feelings for Lucy, to the point of seeing his future with another woman, and then the kiss just turns a switch and he is suddenly aware of her romantically.

(With Lucy, at least, the emotional came before the physical. In 4x21 it was explicitly shown that Lucy had romantic feelings for Tim. And she also never considered a future with Chris like Tim did with Ashley - Lucy didn't want to be called his girlfriend, didn't want to meet his parents and ultimately didn't want to move in with him. So I can understand it better.)

Let me start with the usual disclaimer : this is merely my interpretation, so take this with a grain of salt, of course. And since this is going to be an essay (as always), I broke down your message point by point.

Do you think Tim only realized he had feelings for Lucy after their kisses in 4x22 and 5x01? Wouldn't it be a little odd? I guess it depends what we mean by "realise" here. I think the kiss is when it really hit him and he could no longer be in denial. But I'm a firm believer that Angela's wedding/the sleepover at his place was when Tim started to get some inklings that there might be more to his bond with Lucy than mere friendship. The elevator eyes, the almost-kiss, the fidgeting in bed… Those were classic signs of pining. But with Angela's abduction and Jackson's death, whatever realisation he might have had, took a step back. It wasn't the right time. Neither him, nor Lucy were in the right emotional space for pursuing these feelings. And with time, it was probably easy to just chalk it up to a one time thing or ignore it altogether. Especially once Lucy became his aide and thus, his direct subordinate once again. He was not going to entertain the thought. Or at the very least, try not to. Not to mention that he didn't have any real reason to believe it was reciprocated, so why rock the boat? But the kiss was a game-changer. It happened after a season of them getting even closer and it brought back to the surface all the things he had buried, consciously or not. Only this time, he couldn't put a lid back on those feelings. It was a full-circle moment.

I mean, in one episode he is telling Ashely he thinks they are "magic together" and being sad that she doesn't want to get married or have kids, and the very next episode he is all shook when Lucy kisses him, like he's just realizing in that moment that he might have romantic feelings for her. Tim telling Ashley he thought they were great together is absolutely fascinating… partly because that was pretty much how Lucy described her relationship with Chris (only in a less hyperbolic way) right before she decided to break up with him… But most of all, it's the context surrounding this "confession" that makes it interesting. It all started because Lucy asked Tim if he was planning to propose. Since he looked completely taken aback, odds are it wasn't something he was remotely considering before she brought it up. The more she talked about it, the more he looked annoyed and uncomfortable. It took hours of needling for him to finally take a second and ponder about it. But look at his face. I'm sorry but like my husband said the first time we watched this episode : curb your enthusiasm Timothy! This was supposed to be an epiphany of some sort for him… And yet, he remained pretty stoic. Compare that to his reaction to the kiss. This was a proper reaction. And after this supposedly epiphany, here's what he exactly told Ashley :

The reason Lucy was so annoying today is that she is convinced that you think I'm taking you to Hawaii to propose. But, I mean, you don't… you don't think that, right? 'C-Cause I'm not. I mean, I-I think we are magic together, but I…

Does that sound like a love confession of some kind? Or does it sound like a guy starting to panic and trying to make sure his intentions aren't misconstrued? Personally, I'm leaning towards the latter : I read this as someone trying to soften the blow before he tells his girlfriend he doesn't intend to propose. His "we are magic together" is immediately followed by a "but", downplaying the statement… And in case that wasn't enough, the fact that he was able to prank Lucy with a fake proposal two seconds later tells me that he wasn't that devastated about Ashley's desire to not get married and have children. I'm not saying he wasn't sad at all : he did look disappointed. It's just that he was able to bounce back very fast and I'm honestly not sure he would have been able to if that was something he was truly planning with her. Most importantly : if he thought they were truly magic, he wouldn't have been shooketh to the core by just a kiss (mere days later) or consider cheating on his girlfriend (again mere days later). It's not a coincidence that this declaration happened right before the kiss.

Isn't that, like, juvenile? I would understand it if Tim was a boy falling in love with the first girl he kisses, but he's a grown man who was married before and knows what love feels like. He shouldn't need a kiss to realize it. To me, it's not that he wasn't aware of his feelings for her : it's that he didn't even let himself entertain the possibility. The kiss changed that. Especially with Lucy initiating it. Let's also not forget that, unlike with Isabel, he didn't meet her as his equal. He was her training officer and then, her sergeant. That's a complete different dynamic here. And another layer of complexity. Especially for a rule follower like him. There's a reason why he kept repeating that Lucy wasn't his partner. He was trying to maintain a wall. So yes, he might know what love feels like. Like I already said, I think he might have recognised the early signs, he was just in denial. Something that Tim can be very good at. That is, until he couldn't any more. But again, things were so different with Lucy, it was never as clear-cut as in a regular relationship. Romance was never the intent. He started as her boss, then colleague/partner/friend. To the point that she became his person. Speaking from experience, it can be difficult to fully recognise when things turn romantic when you already have a deeper bond with someone. And that's why I don't mind the kiss as his light bulb moment : when the lines get blurred, you sometimes need a (metaphorical) slap in the face to get some perspective. That's what the kiss was. It cut through all his defenses, all the chatter in his head. His brain short-circuited and that's exactly what he needed. To stop thinking and start listening to his heart.

I guess I'm just trying to make sense of things. Because in the end I just find it very hard to believe the path the show chose to follow, of Tim beeing so oblivious of his feelings for Lucy, to the point of seeing his future with another woman, and then the kiss just turns a switch and he is suddenly aware of her romantically. Did Tim really see a future with Ashley though? I know he said as much but he might not be the most reliable here. Because here are the facts : marriage was not on his mind until Lucy talked about it. Not only that, but Ashley and him apparently hadn't even talked about the future since he didn't know how she felt about kids or marriage. As far as we know, he never told her he loved her. He never talked about them moving together. The closest thing we got was Ashley daydreaming of moving to Bali… which he entertained for a minute before reminding her he wasn't going to retire. Keep in mind that this is the same guy who told Lucy that if she and Chris were serious, moving in was the next logical step. Or that if she wasn't fighting in her relationship at all, maybe it was because she didn't think it was worth the bother. Since all of the above apply to him, what does it say about his own relationship? I honestly always felt like Tim was just going along with the motion with Ashley. He was around 40 and divorced ; one of his closest friend Angela got married and had a child a few months earlier ; Nyla - who, like him, went through a divorce - also got married and was expected another child… Things he told Lucy he thought he would have by now. So to me, he was simply tired of being alone. But that didn't make him more committed. He just didn't think he would get something better. Those are two different things.

As for why it was the chosen path : I believe that the writers chose this because they wanted to make a full circle moment for Tim and Lucy. They started the season with a hug, almost kissing. They ended it with the kiss and the realisation that they might have feelings for the other. It was the culmination of all the little moments that happened during the season. But I perfectly understand if you feel differently. I just hope all of this can shed some light on those scenes... and that it actually provided some answers. Let me know if you want me to expand on some points.

[yandere-kokeshi]

yandere pavitr with a villain m!reader? headcanons, i was thinking! + maybe a few nsfw ones, if that’s ok with you? thanks!

Warnings: yandere behavior and nsfw

Totally fine with me! I'm sad I don't get him often, so seeing this made my heart warm. Enjoy <3

At the start of the relationship, Pavitr is on the boat of making sure you no longer cause trouble; even if it's a small joke of tripping someone or blowing up a building. His frown is saddening, especially since he made you pinky promise him from the beginning.

It's in his nature to protect and provide for the weak and those who cannot be protected. That said, Pravitr at first, will be hesitant to be around you for a while. And, in a way, Pavitr will try his hardest to make you join the 'good' side. Manipulation and guilt-tripping are his power; they add to the tears too, which, obviously makes you feel heart shattered.

Never in his life, would he thought he'd date you – a villain who's known for his mysterious and revenge arc. Though, he's not complaining; your dark style and viscous attitude makes him feel things.

While he doesn't agree with your destructive personality, he will use that excuse to hang out with you and web you to the wall if you go out of your way to hurt someone.

Traces your harsh scars like they're pieces of an art gallery. He'll leave small pecks of kisses, making sure to trace the hardened skin as you shiver from the contact. It never fails to make him smile from how open you are from him.

It's possible you're a power dom, and with that, Pavitr is all yours. Whatever you want him to do, he'll do. Hell, you could even ask him to lick the bottom of your shoes and he would.

Definitely a switch. But absolutely loves to be bottom for you, especially when you're in a particular dom mode; sucking your cock willingly. Licking all your sensitive areas, making sure your nipples are hardened and sore before making you cum violently.

Loves being facefucked. Using his throat, ramming your hips into his face as he cums from the feeling of your own pouring down his throat. Though, do be careful with his hair. As much as he loves being patted, feeling your nails, or yanking them, he will whine if you pull too hard.

Has a thing for being choked, especially when you have rings on. Loves feeling your big hand wrapped around his throat, the feeling of being helpless makes him loss more control.

Somnophilia on both ends. Not only does Pavitr enjoy waking up to you stuffing him with your cock, still sleepy and raspy moans are his favorite way to wake up. But, he enjoys teasing you awake – his hips slowly rocking against your hardened cock, leaving pre-cum against your lower stomach and his hips; before rocking faster until you see stars.

Wouldn't mind being typed up, especially if you decide to use his own webs. Being powerless and letting you take control, whimpering at the feeling of your nails dragging against his sensitive head really shows how vulnerable he really is going for you.

His shoulders and hip dips are especially sensitive, so feeling your teeth mark him make him howl.

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[maybanksbabe]

Ok here are a few thots from my very long list for brat tamer!JJ cuz it’s horny hour for me rn:

Deciding to go brat mode and get on his nerves around the Pogues with a subtlety that is easily mistaken for normal teasing but JJ picks up on the subtext and the sharp warning glare he sends you🥵 he’s like “do that again I dare you”

JJ’s main methods of shutting you up real quick are mocking and humiliation during fun times iykwim

oh yeah and degradation kink goes crazy especially if you got him particularly moody

you trying to ahem tease him once and later than night he’s edging you for hoursss it’s pure torture

now he doesn’t rlly spend too much time on spanking like he doesn’t rlly do it as a separate session much but he does do it during yk with his RINGS on

Another kegger party and you’re seating on JJ’s lap as usual but you’re purposefully shifting around to get him hard and pissed off and so he grabs your jaw, tilting your head to the side and starts whispering in your ear and to everybody else around it looks like you guys are just being an overly affectionate couple but really he’s threatening you with the things he’s gonna do to you if you don’t sit still like a good girl

ok don’t judge me for this but…face slapping. Like not very hard to the point where you’re actually injured and in lots of pain, it’s like in between but holy shiiiii

CHOKING CHOKING CHOKING CHOKING

yeah and dacryphilia kink but obviously not when you’re actually upset

ok but…face fucking

ALSO ALL CONSENSUAL OFC!! I FEEL LIKE HE’D BE VERY HESITANT TO ROUGH YOU UP AT FIRST BUT AFTER MANY MANY DAYS OF ASSURANCE HE GETS MORE COMFY WITH IT

ALSO SAFE WORDS AND AFTERCARE ARE A MUST NO MATTER WHAT

HELP THIS IS PEAK WHORE BEHAVIOR WHAT AM I DOING

I AGREE WITH ALL OF THE ABOVE HOLY SHIT ANON HOLD ON YOU'RE GETTING A FULL RESPONSE IDC

do that again I dare you - sir?? challenge fuckin' accepted you're pushing his buttons aaalllll night until he can get you away

"is it too big baby? are you sure you can take it?" MY BRAIN IS MUSH RN he for sure knows that the quickest way to stop you from running your mouth when he's rocking your shit is to just mock tf outta you LORD -

he doesn't taking teasing lightly you're sO RIGHT! if you even try to rile him up by being a little too close to Pope or JB he's not going to let you cum until he damn well says so

PLEASE SPANKING WITH THE RINGS?? DURING DOGGY!!?!?! HE'S AN ANIMAL AND YOU LOVE THE STING OF THE METAL... He gets a couple of good smacks in before he refocuses on turning you into a boneless mess beneath him

IF YOU DON'T SIT STILL LIKE A GOOD GIRL YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO SIT AT ALL (see point above) he'd make sure you know you fucked up

No judgement here anon whatever floats your boat, but you're definitely right he wouldn't do it overly hard or a lot, but a couple of quick love-taps on the face when you're pinned beneath him really just takes it all up a notch -

HEAVY ON THE CHOKING ARE YOU KIDDING ME??! I feel like that one started as a joke but you both realised you were into it so it gets incorporated quite a lot into your... Sessions ;) bonus points for rings too (the rings stay on during sex ssshhh)

God just picturing the satisfaction on his face seeing you start to get all teary and overwhelmed and overstimulated, barely able to tell him how good you feel, just letting the tears free fall and ruin your makeup. motherfucker would probably lick the tears off your cheek once or twice -

AND YOU'RE SO RIGHT HE WANTS TO BE SURE THAT YOU'RE SURE YOU WANT IT BEFORE HE GOES ROUGHING YOU UP AND FEELS BAD ABOUT IT!!! JJ is all about the pleasure, but he 100% is a king afterwards too, getting you water, helping you clean up, telling you how good you did for him - I'll show myself out

[stoopid-turtle]

hello... 😅 uhm, first of all, i truly am sorry in advance for being awkward 😭 but for once i decided not to let my awkwardness keep me from sharing (what i think/hope are) positive thoughts with a stranger on the internet, so here i am.

i'm not around much and legit only made this acc bc like you i'm a late bloomer here and needed as many outlets for my yizhan/wangxian obsession as i could get my greedy hands on, in the big year of 2023... sigh. anyway, as an avid lover of meta/analysis posts since my early fandom days began around 15 (oof 🥲) years ago, finding your acc was such a lovely surprise. i agree with your views a LOT, and really appreciate how eloquent and well-written your posts are! even more so bc there's a lot i still don't know and most of the time the source material is very hard to reach and/or understand due to the language barrier, so having other turtles to rely on to access those, even if filtered by their own biases/opinions, is wonderful. besides, such input coming from a new fan is also comforting and imo refreshing, juxtaposed with that of older fans... it keeps the fandom alive and all that jazz. it's also very brave given how ruthless some folks can be on the internet, and on this corner in particular 😮‍💨 it just felt like reading my own thoughts written by someone else sometimes. i gasped and nodded at your posts soooo many times djskdjdj thank you for that!

(btw you followed me back the other day and i legit fangirled irl bc ??? whatttttt 😅 i still think it was an accident but okay omg djskdjdj AHEM. sorry)

then today i logged in and read your recent posts feeling squeamish about sharing more thoughts and as much as i 100% relate to you saying that kind of attention makes you anxious, i just... idk, i had to let you know i enjoy everything you post, even though adult life has kept me from being able to read it all so far. i understand you stepping back and i respect that decision, i'm not by any means asking you to go against what you know is best for you. at the same time, i can't help but hope you'll still show up every now and then bc your posts will be missed 🥲 i guess the whole motivation behind this is that it just made me sad to think your valuable insights will be something i'm yet again late to, if that makes sense?

djskdjdj again, i'm so sorry for being awkward and weird and dropping all of this on your inbox unprovoked. you don't have to reply (or read this AT ALL omg 😭😭), in fact i'm so embarrassed by this that you'd probably have to reach me through inquiry lmaooo 💀 anyway, have a great life, thank you so much for the great job, bjyxszd etc ❤️💚💛

Oh, don't be anxious! I'm really not a big deal.

Thank you for dropping into my inbox! I love hearing from other turtles, especially relative newbies, like myself! One of my fav parts of coming out of lurking mode is getting to talk to other people. I kinda follow back anybody who follows me, cause it seems polite? I don't know tumblr etiquette. I just follow the tags when I get the chance.

I appreciate the encouragement! I try to avoid dramatics, so I'm sorry for the upset last week. The situation is largely resolved, and I am feeling more okay. I kinda backed off because I wasn't sure of my footing here in fandom as compared to others, especially as I do think I have some takes that fall outside fandom consensus. Again, I don't mean to rock any boats and I'm not invested in convincing anybody that they should have the same opinions as I do. Hearing from turtles who do want me to continue posting gave me some more confidence there.

So, yeah, I expect I'll post some more as I have time. I'd like to post more on dd (cause he's my fav). I'd also like to try to figure out gg cause that dude is so confusing to me. I do have RL stuff going on, and I don't have the time to be super-active outside of occasional posts. But I'd like keep posting stuff. At least until I get all my Yizhan thoughts out.

[doledition]

hm. pessimist robin theme song 'sinking boat' by infinity song. it sounds as angelic as robin is portrayed in game...kind, loving, ever giving, classic girl next door. sinking relationship w pc, realizing that pc isn't the person they idolized...

robin giving up on whatever dream they had of escaping bailey. they know their place is in the orphanage. there's no saving any of the orphans- but they can try to make life in the orphanage better. 'they major on the minor notes...'they bring happiness into a dismal situation.

'why should i worry about rocking a sinking boat...it's all going in flames and we're dancing in a cloud of smoke...'oh robin....idealism naiveté ignorance...when simply it was a certain nihilism, an understanding of their doom, that leads robin to interact w the world without wanting to change it.

pc raising robin's confidence could be them fighting back against this form of nihilism, showing them that hope and the ability to fight back is within reach. it's confidence yes, but it's also an excitement, a knowledge- that they can climb out of the rubble of the past. they can become something, someone, *stronger*.

of course, then we have the whole 'oh no robin finds out you're a skank' plotline. robin! robin! pc is a WHORE robin! pc is JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE IN TOWN robin!

(yes, me and my Gay fellows ascribe to the 'robin has a madonna/whore complex'. one of the only good things to come out of freud's mouth). hmm...perhaps returning to the thesis of this song, knowing nothing can be changed, but trying to fight back as hard as they can in an attempt to make pc 'safe', to be able to idolize them once more? which can lead into some of their 'unhealthier' aspects in pc and robins relationship (such as the insistence on sex)

many thoughts. however regardless give this banger a listen it's Very Good

[kinksters-in-it-together]

KINKSTERS IN IT TOGETHER

After a bit of a break - and likely I won't be able to do the usual two week rhythm now that my school starts - but I will try! Let's continue with the challenge and spice it up a little by going the opposite way and train our brains with accepting controversiality.

ACCOUNTABILITY

Going with the flow - FUCK THIS, accept the raging river

August 30 - somewhen in September :)

What are we focussing on during those two weeks?

We have had quite a few weeks on positive thinking, awareness, shifting to gratitude and so on. Here comes the - maybe for some of you anyway (like me!) "deeply longed for" counterpart: When things are shit, things are shit! Painting them in a nicer light before you processed it, is a socially hyped form of emotional avoidance. And most of us have been brought up in toxic positive culture, because we all never really learnt to sit with uncomfortable feelings. While positivity and shifting focus is super essential and very powerful indeed, it has two sides on that coin. Dismissing hard emotions is also very powerful, sadly. It makes people (also yourself) feel unheard, unseen, and potentially morally guilted into "but it ain't this bad, others have it worse" So at present, we rock the boat a bit, people. And we have learnt to shift the focus to the brighter side. Now we learn to see that maybe the dark side has it's very purpose in our life.

Exercise

If you have a hard time - allow it. Simple (or hard?!) as that. Accept it. You don't have to worsen it by telling yourself how shit your life is, just accept that you struggle... without comparing or belittling or shaming yourself. Just, accept the emotions first. Show yourself compassion. Focus on the compassion. It's okay not to be okay.

If someone else has a hard time - allow it. Don't offer solutions, don't try to wash it with positivity. Let them struggle. Be there. Don't try to escape your own discomfort by trying to avoid THEIR hard time. Just show compassion. Focus on the compassion. Yes I am also very damn prone to this, so it will be quite a hard exercise for myself. But, let's learn how to make space for light and darkness both! And yes this will likely suck. And I will leave it with that :-) Love, your fellow melancholic toxic positive tumblr weirdo