#I will accept suggestions lol

[erisenyo]

For @fandomtrumpshate and just in time for @zukkaweek "Free Day", a horny fun one-shot featuring some established Zukka, some external POVs, Sokka being an artist, Zuko being a showoff, a bit of self-denial about who is indulging who in what, and mirrors.

[“Trying to clear out the street?” he manages, immediately giving into the urge to pant for the way it makes Zuko’s lips part, his eyes trained on Sokka’s chest in the mirror. “You don’t think they’d stay to enjoy the view?” Zuko rasps, eyes flicking up to Sokka’s and the evidence of just how much he’s enjoying it nudging against Sokka’s hip. Sokka lets out a half-breathless laugh even as desire coils through him. “The view of you, more like,” he says wryly. Zuko might never outright say it, but after so many years Sokka knows that it’s not him anyone is focused on in these particular fantasies.] Or, Sokka isn't an exhibitionist. But seeing what it does to Zuko...maybe he can find a way to indulge just a little.

[ashleyslorens]

TAROT CARDS ✴ HADESTOWN [in/sp]

[bebrave-live]

[emberglowfox]

honestly in retrospect, "i'll never make a webcomic, i'm not a comic guy" was a pretty bold claim from the guy who was basically raised on calvin and hobbes anthologies and a few different long-running hiveworks webcomics, and who's entire art style is, at its long-buried core, based on this one pokemon tf comic artist they accidentally found on deviantart at like age 10 and obsessed over for like 3 years

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

I don't know how many more "nevertheless we ball"s I've got left in me

[egg-emperor]

I think if there wasn't such a stigma and negative connotation applied to fetishes, where people act like they're inherently predatory and that those that have them have no respect for people or their boundaries when it comes anyone that can potentially fulfill said fetish, then accusations of things being fetishes even in cases where they aren't wouldn't matter

Like I do have a bunch of fetishes and they're not just preferences that influence what I'm attracted to, they're fetish status and I think that's fine. I'm not ashamed and I'm very chill about everyone else's too because I don't react or judge based on disgust factor and I know they're not inherently immoral to have, no matter what they are. It doesn't rule or control how you act and embracing them doesn't inhibit you from being good to others and not involving people who don't want to be involved

I know that I have certain ones where people will assume it says something about my morals and whether I'll respect people/be sensible around things that can appeal to and fulfill them (Example: body type) but I know it's not true for myself and many others. It does stop me from being as open as I'd like to be about them to the point I'm always on the fence with promoting one of my other blogs but I'm not ashamed, I just don't want drama from close-minded people

Most people have fetishes, I feel like it's very rare not to yet 98% of people aren't just going around dehumanizing anyone that could potentially entertain them and being inappropriate with people who didn't consent just on the basis of having them. And you don't just pick them and you can't choose to just switch them off, when it comes to people having issues with certain kinds existing at all lol. You can only choose how you go about it and whether you'll respect people's boundaries and not physically bring them into it if they don't agree to it

My fetishes do seep into concepts I create a lot and if too explicit and obvious they go on the appropriate blogs or the appropriate tags. I'm using a character to fulfill it who happens to fit the bill very well. And if someone accuses me of dehumanizing real life people, despite not even seeing how I can be respectful and sensible around those who could potentially entertain them, then I think they're just silly and it doesn't bother me. Fetishes aren't inherently predatory and dehumanizing and people are still capable of respecting real people and keeping things fantasy/only physically involving people when they consent

And it's because of this that when I see someone go "Um this person fetishized XYZ they're a bad person", it doesn't matter to me and I don't need them to insist that it isn't one for it to be okay. I understand that sometimes it isn't and someone is being wrongfully accused but I think that would be met much less negatively if it hadn't been so stigmatized. So instead I'm like "Alright, so what if it is a fetish for them?" if I can see that they're clearly sensible and respectful and safe and sane and consensual about it Idc. Go be free and get your rocks off however you want then, that's awesome I support you

[taraxippos]

I am going tobe absolutely fucking real I don't think describing the experience of a significant amount of trans people as legitimate is appropriate to frame as 'running cover for taking away medical care from those who need it'. Both statements made here are, in fact, a radical perspective on the right to bodily autonomy.

I definitely understand where it's coming from because there's a lot of attempts to use the fact that you CAN be trans without medically transitioning to sneakily tack on transphobic rhetoric ('yeah testosterone makes you ugly' 'a neopenis/neovagina doesn't even 'work' what's the point' '[transmasc cryptoterfs and co making thinly veiled attempts to describe HRT/top surgery as mutilation of your precious 'Female' Body and corruption of your mind via introducing the Evil 'Male' Chemicals]'). I would also very much agree that agitating for full access to and the lifesaving necessity of trans medical care is a central, critical issue, and takes priority over assurances that you don't Have to medically transition.

That shouldn't come at the expense of framing trans people who do not medically transition/do not undergo a 'full' transition as somehow regressive or damaging to the trans community by expecting THEIR OWN exercise of body autonomy to be respected. You do know that trans people who do not transition do not structurally benefit from this in any capacity right? It MIGHT provide a very basic safety net as maintaining plausible deniability in passing as a cis person of the wrong gender (often with associated emotional tolls) and that's it. Attacks against transitional medicine aren't on the basis of 'I'd be fine with the transgenders if they just didn't go on HRT/get surgery', it is the head of the spear being used to remove us (and most SPECIFICALLY and pointedly trans women) from existence. The end goal is to, at the very least, force trans people completely into the closet via a culture of transphobic violence and lack of access to medical care, and at best to fully eradicate us one way or another.

[anonymousboxcar]

This thought is late to the Ides of March party, but I’ve had it and I can’t get it out of my head: If engines are named after aristocrats and kings, maybe it wouldn’t be all that far-fetched for one to be named Caesar?

In the TTTE / RWS ‘verse, I can imagine Engine Caesar being very proud to be named after a Significant Historical Figure. It’s a sign of his importance, his higher station. He doesn’t shut up about it until someone informs him what exactly happened to the man.

I honestly think it fits in with the series’ ethos of not getting too big for your britches. Historical Caesar got too confident, too certain of himself and his control over Rome. There was even some extreme karmic comeuppance!

I also like the thought of Engine Caesar trying to keep that little historical event quiet from his peers. After weeks of throwing his weight around, he refuses to give the “lessers” any fuel for a revolt.

He doesn’t succeed.

On the morning of March 16th, only the engines know what happened the night before in the sheds. None of them are talking. Engine Caesar doesn’t talk much at all for the next couple days.

But Engine Caesar never answers to that name again (and becomes less of a bully in the yard).

[dearheartwitcher]

i will say, im surprised so many people characterize edgeworth as like a hard dom or whatever

[alangdorf]

Finally, my (min qty: 1) requisite Funky Yabusame Drawing. Like with the Tsubakura pic, you don’t gotta read too hard into the symbolism; I was mostly just doing whatever looked cool lol

[msburgundy]

in so much pain that i'm honestly second guessing if any of this is worth it lol

[hillerska-official]

Okay so recently I've had a little nagging voice in my head wanting to make A Purchase, so to avoid giving EA ten million dollars for more sims packs I took to the internet and found the eBay page of some independent thrift shop who, for the low price of 24.63 including shipping, are going to send me a webkinz new with tag. Which webkinz, you ask? THE PINK PONY.

[onboardsorasora]

Surprising no one (excluding myself because I'm plenty surprised), we have a part 2? Truly flying by the seat of my pants here. This happened because I tried a new tea blend today..

Part 1 of our Charmed/Practical Magic AU

Part 2

So Daniel takes Max back to his house because there's no way they’re going to sit through hours of lecture after this. Max is….freaking out a little. Rightfully so. But Daniel knows that Grace will fix him right up!

They’re at the ranch and Grace is waiting for them in the kitchen, she places a cup of tea in front of Daniel’s favourite bar stool.

“Mama, this is Max. I think we saw him coming.” Daniel announced, attempting to offer her back the agate crystal. She shook her head, motioning for him to keep it. She didn’t even try to touch it. Daniel shrugs and puts it back in his pocket because, well he’s used to his mom’s witchy idiosyncrasies.

“Hi. I… I don’t like hot drinks.” Max didn’t want to seem rude but he also figured it would be ruder to not drink the drink she offered.

“Good, so Mark was right this time.” Grace hummed before offering a glass of iced tea to Max instead. He took it hesitantly because he was sure the cup on the counter behind her had been a mug instead.

Max looked around the house, well the kitchen. It was one of those older designs, before everyone knocked down all their walls for an ‘open concept’ design. It all seemed normal, but something wasn’t right about any of this. He was tense, shoulders at his ears. Because the whole world paused…but this guy, Daniel, didn’t seem to be weirded out as much as Max had been.

“Hi Max, my name is Grace– I’m Daniel’s mother. Just have a seat and drink up and I’ll explain everything I can.”

“Something did happen!” Max’s eyes widened. He was just about ready to compartmentalize and pretend it didn’t happen but now… Now answers were being offered. He looked down at the iced tea in his glass warily. 

“It's just tea, some chamomile, rose and mint with some honey. To calm your nerves a bit. I promise.” Grace smiled a very maternal ‘I’ll take care of you’ smile at him and Max nodded and sipped the drink. He tasted the earthy tones and it didn’t taste like there was anything extra. But then again, he didn’t know what poison tastes like.

Everyone and everything looked normal, but Max thought there was….something about this house. He’d felt it the moment Daniel had pulled into the driveway. It wasn’t spine chilling per say but more like he needed to pop his ears. They weren’t high up in any altitude, if anything the house sat in a valley.

Max watches Grace as she bustled around the kitchen, mixing things in a bowl. It smelled lovely like there was bread in the oven. He felt like he was out of his body a little. Daniel was beside him watching him closely, he could feel his eyes on it. Max thought that the most interesting thing about this day would have been him fantasizing in class about how pretty Daniel was and maybe beating himself up about not getting his number.

Now though..

Max turned to Daniel, “everything froze today, that– that happened right?” He’d asked him that in the truck already on the drive over and Daniel had said yes then. He nodded again, saying yes now. But that made Grace freeze and rush over to Daniel and hug him.

“Congrats my baby!” She gushed and Max was even more confused now. 

“Thanks mama, I figured we’d talk about it after.” Daniel was sheepish and Grace kissed his forehead. Max didn’t think he’d be jealous of someone's mom, but here we are. Today was a day of wonders.

“What’s going on, truly.” Max whispered and Grace turned to him, she didn’t touch him he noticed.

“Max, this is going to sound like a shock, but our family, we’re supernatural beings. Daniel and I are witches.” Grace said calmly, watching Max’s reaction closely, Daniel looked stressed as fuck.

Max’s eyes widened, no shit. Well that’s….that’s something. But how did he come into all of this?

Luckly, Grace continued before he could ask. Because he didn’t think it would come out very politely.

“We think you might be one of us as well.”

Well, fuck. Not exactly how he expected this day to go at all.

[just-a-silly-boy]

if there is someone else in this fandom who write or draw dark lotf content please let me know!

PLEASE

i'm tired of all these cute lovely ship thing i see everywhere.

i want more savage boys torturing and killing each other please.

[beevean]

🌹🌹

Since you were interested :)

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Lord Dracula’s hands traced paths that had long been trodden, carved into Hector’s skin: from his shoulder blades down to the small of his back, following the curves of his arms, holding in his palm Hector’s heart beating and leaping up his throat. Cupping the flesh above his thighs. He expected his body to thrash out of the Lord’s grasp, to make a point that he was no doll, so that he’d have to exert steely self-control over his self… but he did not. Hector was supple, shaped and modelled by those very hands demanding access to his soul: and that, that was his gravest sin.

One last time, then, before he ripped away the leash.

Frigid lips, framed by coarse hair, brushed against the thin skin of Hector’s throat, seizing his breath out of him. His tendons tensed, coiled for what was about to come: without being asked to, he threw his head back, and closed his eyes, fingers tingling in anticipation of those monstruous fangs that numerous times claimed his life…

Lord Dracula retreated.

Hector was not proud of the wheeze that escaped him.

“No. You have lost the privilege, Hector,” the vampire purred – a privilege! he says, and how Hector would have slapped himself, for clinging to that word. “Earn it.”

Lord Dracula’s thunderous voice still shook Hector’s insides, a hand moving his guts from within like he was his puppet. With strain, he quelled the disappointment that had taken roots years ago, the shame in having displeased his Lord: the only privilege he now sought was that of breathing the air of a free man.

[zestyzigzagoon]

yeah so I'm like maybe 3/5ths done with that allegedly 5k oneshot that I was talking about :)