#THEY'RE friends........ and WE'RE friends................

[antimony-medusa]

But what do you MEAN this fic where blorbo gets mind controlled might be kinky?

So I am kind of famous for saying that this fandom has a lot of untagged kinks and I get people in my notes pretty regularly going YES I"M BEGGING YOU TAG IT or YOU"RE DERANGED THIS IS PLATONIC, etc. Lots of strong emotions. But I also get people who are going uh, I knew something was going on, but I couldn't really identify it— what do you mean exactly? What kinks are you seeing?

So, this post is breaking down things I've seen and how in some cases, they start to cross the line into kink territory. These are all things that were being done platonically— no dicks were out, everybody's clothes were on (in most cases, not always with the dehumanization tropes)— but the focus of the narrative started to place special weight on specific features, experiences, or concepts— there were extended paragraphs that served no narrative purpose except to dwell on something— in a way that I started to go "the point of this fic is the squiggly feeling the author or reader gets on reading about this specific setup— this is getting kinky". And that is fine, I am not placing any moral weight on engaging in kinks— people just get wired sometimes to really like the concept of bondage— but a) sometimes it would be nice to get a heads up as a reader, b) if you like these things— there are tags out there that are FULL of this concept, you might like to do it or search it out on purpose.

So I asked some friends what things have they found in platonic fics that they went "ah. yeah. something is happening here", and this post is the result. A lot of these things don't exist in the real world or people don't necessarily want them to happen in the real world/to them, so it's understandable that a person can miss how they'd started to morph and become something new. But when we talk about kink in fiction we're often talking about things that either can't or we don't want to happen in real life, it's just that reading about them/writing them scratches our brain.

And also, to be clear, in no way do I mean that if you've written these concepts then you definitely have been writing kink. There are vanilla ways to do all of these concepts, and sometimes the idea of dehumanization is interesting to you from a narrative standpoint, for example. You can also engage with them in a non-sexual way— many ace people are very kinky— so I'm not saying that you've secretly been writing porn OR writing something you have a real desire to happen to you. Just to make that clear. However, if you keep coming back to a specific setup for writing or reading, it might be worth investigating if certain things scratch your brain in a specific way.

So.

Blorbo gets mind controlled and there's a detailed breakdown of their descent into this altered state and then they're just so biddable and out of it and vulnerable and the narrative places weight either on someone taking advantage of them in this state, taking care of them, or their own subjective experience having lost control: this is hypnokink. Hypnokink or mind control— lots of ways to do it, but there is a thriving hypnosis or hypnokink scene that you might want to look into. Sometimes this is played for horror, but even the horror stuff can be kinky if played in a certain way. This falls under a larger umbrella of "altered states" that is very popular.

Blorbo gets drugged/intoxicated, often against their will, and heavy narrative weight is placed on their experience while drunk/drugged and unable to control themselves or conceptualize what is happening: this is intox kink. Another altered state— and again this is sometimes used for horror, but even the horror can give you the special tinglies if the dread is mixed with something.

Blorbo is turned into a vampire or taken by a vampire, gets drunk from or drinks blood, and there's specific narrative focus on how good the blood tastes, blood from a wound trickling down over someone's body and maybe being licked up, a hunger being sated— so vampires are a longstanding trope that can be done in a strictly horror way, but a LOT of vampire tropes are deeply kinky along the ideas of possession, loss of bodily autonomy, fear/desire, and consumption. This, for example, I have definitely read dipping into bloodplay or consumption kink. Sometimes blood drinking scenes are directly metaphorical for sex, including narrative tension building to a release where someone feels so good, but also there are other elements, such as a focus on blood that gets kinky.

Blorbo has wings that get preened, and it feels so good they can't hold back instinctive movements and sounds (maybe bird sounds) and they're so grateful and bond so much with the person doing it with them— This is wing kink. This is actually the first trope in this fandom that I identified that some things were happening with, because I was reading these fics that had been recommended to me as family fluff going— am I crazy or is something else happening here? Wingfic has been broadly used as a platonic/familial trope in this fandom, however, the structure of the scenes in which it is written about sometimes has heavy crossover with wingfic in other fandoms, where they are using it as a smut trope— the fic just didn't have anyone literally orgasm at the end. But if there's involuntary sounds or movement from the person with the wings, a focus on how pleasurable it feels, a feeling of release or rightness that someone gives the person with wings, and then they cuddle afterwards— yeah.

Blorbo is terrified and chased by a monster of some kind, with a heavy focus on how frightened they are, how inexorable the monster is, and something bad going to happen, and/or the monster chasing them enjoying their terror— this can just be horror. OR it can be fear play or predator/prey. Sometimes it's both.

Blorbo is confronted by monsters (perhaps giants or aliens) who are much bigger than them and the threat of being eaten by them is narratively focused on, either bitten or swallowed whole. Sometimes in the narrative the eating happens, either safely or to their death— this is vore. Being eaten alive is also a horror trope so it isn't always vore, but it is sometimes most certainly vore.

Aliens or monsters/hybrids much bigger than blorbo have them as family/friends/romantic partners/captives: this is giant/tiny. Sometimes just a science fiction au but if there's a lot of weight being placed on how big they are and how small blorbo is, this could be g/t. Borrower aus can frequently start to fall into this category. If they're not THAT big but there's focus on things like "oh they can span my waist with one hand", this can be size kink, instead. (Note that to my knowledge the platonic version is giant/tiny and sexual is micro/macro— there's a thriving platonic scene I sometimes see when I'm cruising tags, so if you like this you might want to check that out.)

Blorbo is non-consensually touched, cuddled, or modified, and narrative focus is placed on this as a violation/outrage/loss of bodily autonomy: again, this is something that can just be a horror trope, but there is often a larger or smaller strain of consent issues in it. If blorbo doesn't want it at first but eventually feels at home in the nest and feels good, that's dubcon (dubious consent), and if they are fighting it and raging against it and will never be part of your family, that starts to overlap with noncon (non-consent). Blorbo's bodily autonomy is being non-consentually violated, which would put it under the consent issues umbrella. I think many people writing these tropes are simply focusing on captivity and bad things happening to blorbo— when one is a prisoner they automatically lose bodily autonomy, and I don't think that every fic set in a dungeon requires a consent issues tag— and additionally many people are writing from family settings that include bodily autonomy being violated (being forced to hug your aunt you don't want to hug, for example, is an example that many of us have experienced). Not every example of non-consensual touching is always consent issues. However, when the narrative focus is on the outrage and betrayal of it all, the loss of control, and/or the helplessness, this can start to serve a different narrative function in a story than simply illustrating that a family is touchy. I have read scenes that structurally function as a thinly-veiled metaphor for sexual assault, including things like blorbo being held down while they fight against what is being done to their body. Some of these could have used additional tagging. Note: because this is such a hot button topic I should mention that if you like writing or reading this I do not think that means you are a fan of violence happening in the real world— a) reading a bad thing happening on the page makes it containable and controllable in a way that the real world does not, people also like to read about murder and dismemberment— b) simply the presence of a happy ending tag on a fic contextualizes that the bad thing is something to be passed through in a way that again, the real world does not offer. This is a similar thing to torture, suicide, or slavery, where sometimes you want to see blorbo have a bad fictional time specifically in things that would be terrible in real life, and in your real life you do not condone police brutality or want these things to happen. Again, sometimes people like to read about people being eaten alive, and it does not mean they condone wolves on the streets.

Blorbo is captured by alien/fae and kept as a pet, sometimes kept in a cage or collared, unable to communicate with the people holding them: this is often tagged as dehumanization and it is that, but it also starts to contain elements of pet play. If there is an emphasis on having to eat pet food, be "trained" by their owner, leashing/collaring/crating— this may be pet play.

Adult or near-adult blorbo is adopted and take care of by a new dad who knows everything to keep them safe and loves them and can take care of them and they can just let go and be their new sonboy because Dad's got them: Right. So this is sometimes just someone writing a "wouldn't it be nice to be taken care of" fantasy. Sometimes this is Daddy kink. This is almost never tagged and in some cases that I have read it certainly deserves an additional tag. An adult Daddy or Mommy figure taking care of their adult Little who can just be taken care of and not worry is a d/s trope. In some cases, where you have an established adult with a job who gets taken by magical means who then finds their true home as a powerful being's new child where they don't have to worry about their former life and they mentally find comfort in their new role as sonboy, this may also be Caregiver/Little. Direct age regression (often written by people who experience it) is usually tagged appropriately, but narrative elements that nod to that while not actually being age regression, such as an adult being now treated as a child and the narrative presenting that as good, are remarkably common and often entirely untagged in certain tags/circles. If someone could look at your fic and expect adult peers and then this happens, you should consider tagging or phrasing your summary differently.

Blorbo has hybrid instincts that overcome their cognitive functioning and make them revert to an instinctive form such that they can only be calmed/soothed by another hybrid of a different type: now this at this point is basically its own trope and I am fascinated to see if this trope expands out of MCYT as people move to new fandoms. However, it shares a startling amount of overlap with omegaverse. One of the primary draws of omegaverse for many people is the biologically determined altered states and the fated-mates aspect, and hybrids reverting to instincts and needing particular care from a perfect family is often beat for beat things I've read in omegaverse, just platonic. When you have a biologically determined "protector" figure and a biologically determined "runt" whose job is to be taken care of and to submit to the protector, and this is required to calm the protector, it also has strong overlap with BDSM aus.

Blorbo is captured or contained and tied up, and narrative emphasis is placed on their experience of being bound and struggling against restraints or just how impossible to escape from the restraints are: this is bondage. I have had friends who are into this mention that they used to tie up their barbies as children, so again, as with all of these, this can be perfectly platonic— but something about that concept just seems particularly satisfying to the writer, perhaps it is more than just set dressing.

Blorbo is captured and there is strong emphasis on them being hurt or the waves of pain rolling over them as they are tortured: this is just an honourable whump trope, but a lot of whump tropes if handled in a specific way have strong crossover with BDSM. Lack of ability to move or restriction of senses, loss of control— or, as with this, an emphasis on pain or inflicting pain, which can cover sadism or masochism depending on our POV.

Blorbo is overwhelmed and only finds comfort in submitting to the authority of someone who they completely trust, whether because of past trauma or because of hybrid instincts: this is d/s, or domination/submission. If there's specific emphasis on allowing someone to take control finally makes blorbo's head go quiet, that's subspace.

Blorbo is marked or indicated as belonging to someone, either through something like an earring or a brand/tattoo or a magical mark, so that anyone who looks at them will know that they belong to someone: again, this can just be horror, but especially if it's framed as a good/satisfying thing, it also can contain strong crossover with BDSM, especially master/slave elements.

Blorbo is transformed and corrupted, often being bodily changed into a new form by aliens or fae or mobs: this is obviously body horror, but this can also be transformation kink. This is a narrative trope in SF and horror so someone can approach this completely innocently, but when handled in less of a horror way, it can take on other undertones. If there is a strong emphasis on the innocence and unprepared nature of blorbo before being changed into what someone wants them to be, this can be corruption kink as well.

Blorbo dresses up for a fancy event and there's emphasis on how specifically they look, or maybe blorbo is looking at someone else and thinking about how THEY look in their formalwear: sometimes this is just description and/or the author likes textiles. I have also read things where I think the author would get a lot of joy out of pursuing the formalwear kink tag.

Blorbo finally gets told that they did a good job and everyone is complimentary or a specific trusted figure is complimentary, they're appreciated and loved and good: sometimes this is just someone writing a fantasy of blorbo being appreciated. Sometimes this is praise kink. If blorbo is being held by their parent or mentor or trusted elder sibling who is telling them that they're good, everyone is wrong about them, they know that they're good, this could be praise kink.

Touch-starved blorbo finally is given good touch and they are overwhelmed and don't know how to handle it and it feels so good: I did even know this was a thing until I asked for examples, but a friend let me know that this falls under the "touch sensitive" or "sensation play" umbrella. If you have spent time in a touch-starved tag, you have almost definitely seen this.

Blorbo is overwhelmed and bursts into tears and either cries a lot or heavy narrative weight is placed on them crying at important moments when it all becomes too much: this is not always, but can certainly be, dacryphilia.

Blorbo fucks up and is made fun of by all their peers, placed on centre stage and just mercilessly mocked: sometimes you are just whumping the character, and sometimes this can be humiliation kink.

Blorbo is tickled. That's the whole scene/fic. Okay so you actually may know this if you cruise character tags, but tickling is a kink and there are several blogs devoted to it on this website. If the whole point of this scene is the tickling, the character losing control and being overwhelmed, the person doing it to them having them at their control— this may be the kink.

Blorbo just keeps sneezing at inopportune times, they keep losing control and can't keep themselves from being overwhelmed by this: this can be sneeze kink.

Blorbo has finally made it to safety, maybe after a time of privation and starvation, and then there's whole scenes with an emphasis on how much they eat, how full and round they're getting, maybe them eating to the point of getting sick, maybe burping, maybe them having difficulty moving because of how much they've eaten. Food as part of recovery or safety can just be a healing trope, and food as a metaphor for love and community is a favoured tag of many of us in the fandom, but if the emphasis is especially on the eating and the getting full, how full the person feels, how much they can eat— this could be feederism.

Blorbo is injured or killed and there's a huge emphasis on the wounds, dismemberment, focus on gore and how bad it is and how much they're coming to pieces: this can be guro. If the person dies at the end of it and there's emphasis on that, this can also be snuff. Or maybe it's just gore/MCD, but some fics and some scenes dwell on it in such a way that you start to ask if this is intended to be horror or if something else is happening.

Blorbo is dressed up beautifully and looks so good in their new outfit, maybe to the point that the person who dressed them doesn't want them to move, just sit and be admired: this can be dollification, or kinking specifically on being dressed.

Blorbo is going through a medical examination and specific focus is placed on the impersonal aspect, being manhandled or examined by tools or gloved hands, they are the somewhat-dehumanized medical subject of professionals: this is sometimes horror or dehumanization, but it can also be medical kink.

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So. As you can see. There are a lot of possible kinks that can be handled in a platonic way, but this doesn't mean they aren't kinky. This isn't even everything possible, this is just what came up when I asked the group chat what they personally have seen where they feel that a platonic fic could have used additional tagging.

I am not saying that any of this is wrong to be interested in these kinks, either. People get wired a lot of different ways and sometimes you just feel a certain way about formalwear. Or bondage. Or vore. Or tickling. My point is just that if any of this resonates with you, you might want to consider adding extra tags to your work (you don't even have to tag "humiliation kink," "humiliation" works just fine), and you also might want to consider checking out some tags, because there is probably a vibrant community of people who also like that and who would both love your work and would love to share their work with you.

That's it. Go with god. Now if people are going to be in my notes going HOW CAN SOMETHING PLATONIC BE KINKY I have something to link them.

[lena-thinks-too-much]

The irony of fanon treating Tim as the introverted, antisocial, loner robin when he probably has the most friends in and out of the mask.

I mean people just love this guy. He's charismatic the way Peter Parker is charismatic. Awkward and nerdy and authentically himself and it just draws people in. I mean he had a pretty large group of friends in Brentwood Academy. And in Louis E. Grieve he manages to impress the school jocks in a way that makes him essentially popular (in the sense that he's well liked and well know but not popular popular). And let's not forget the fact that he regularly ran DND campaigns and like actually socialized outside of Robin, and maintained those friendships for years.

His canon boyfriend was someone he knew explicitly as a civilian throughout his junior year.

And that's not counting the way people just like Tim in the mask. He's the natural leader in young justice (98) and several people who objectively hate batman will cooperate with the bats because they like Tim (Helena comes to mind here). Tim's friendship with Anarchy starts from the very beginning of his run as Robin when they both reflect on the fact they're very similar: two incredibly clever and talented teenagers who love to be challenged.

Tim is just that guy.

When Damian tries to restart the teen titans while Tim is presumed dead, Beast Boy especially is constantly talking about Damian could never measure up to Tim. While yes that's largely because Damian is abrasive and hard to get along with. A good part of that is because Tim was just that likeable.

Like yes Tim might be more introvert coded but he is not antisocial or a loner or whatever.

I mean let's bffr y'all. You can't tell me we're just going to ignore the Tim outsmarted Ra's in red robin because Ra's was relying on the bats' hyper independence and Tim just goes "I'm not like Batman. I have friends" Like bro violated Bruce so hard and I feel like it's just such a pivotal part of his character that people ignore. Like yes Tim pushes people away when he can't deal with his emotions but he's also wayyy better than Bruce at relying on others.

Idk I feel like half of fanon infantilizes Tim while the other half treats him like a mini Bruce clone with the added risk of going rogue and it's neither.

[pha55ed]

Back to You || OP81

type :: slight angst? to fluff

tw/cw :: none

summary :: popstar!reader broke up with oscar a year ago and swore she was over him. but after publishing her album that's flooded with sad songs, guess who pops in her dms? - wc: 1.5

inspo :: "why oh why does god keep bringing me back to you" - ariana grande, everytime - fc is yeri from red velvet! <3

f1 masterlist || f2 masterlist

liked by oscarpiastri, jackdoohan, paularon_, alexandrasaintmleux, and 3,418,722 others

yourusername : My album, "Finally" is finally out!!! 🎉 haha get it... Anyways, it has songs that I KNOW you'll love since u guys leaked them early 😒😒 but wtv so much love for you all! ❤️

→ user 01: YESSSS MOTHER IS BACK!!!!!!

⎯→ user 02: FINALLY GETTING FED OMFGGGG

→ user 03: OMFG WE'RE GETTING A STUDIO VERSION OF "EVERYTIME"

⎯→ user 04: I don't have to listen to it on YT anymore THANK U LORDDD

⎯→ yourusername: so i can collect those streams finally 🙄 (jk love u all haha)

→ user 05: ummm... why is oscar in the likes...?

⎯→ user 06: didn't they break up???

⎯→ user 07: literally half of the songs on this album are about him.. ermmmm

⎯→ user 08: wait which ones??

⎯→ user 09: everytime, don't smile. i wish i hated you, good looking, and like you do... and that's not even mentioning all the other leaked songs that didn't make it to the album

→ user 10: DEATH TO OSCAR!!!

⎯→ user 11: but he inspired all these bangers???

⎯→ user 12: but he also caused her year long break...

→ alexandrasaintmleux: so glad you found your peace babe <3

⎯→ yourusername: thank you for helping me find it <3

liked by 724,291 others

f1.gossip.page : (Y/N) (L/N), famous singer and Oscar Piastri's ex of 3 years, was spotted with Oscar at a restaurant together chatting. They were then spotted again two days later on a private rooftop hotel. Even more suspious is that (Y/N) removed all songs that were negative towards Oscar from her private SouncCloud. Are the two back together? Or did Oscar pay her to stop trashing his name?

→ user 01: No way this is real??? That's gotta be AI

⎯→ user 02: But Oscar did like her post promoting the album...

⎯→ user 03: Plus she literally made a song called "I wish I hated you"

→ user 04: As a Oscar and (Y/N) fan I'm both happy and angry and sad and confused????

→ user 05: I mean??? I guess??? Let's go??? Healing????

⎯→ user 06: Only (Y/N) could make over 20 songs shitting on a man, basically dedicate an album to their relationship, and then still make him love her

→ user 07: Lowkey feel bad for Oscar??? Like he got so much hate only to forgive her...? I feel like maybe SHE paid him

liked by oscarpiastri, jackdoohan, paularon_ alexandrasaintmleux, and 4,724,291 others

yourusername : filming "everytime" with a special guest... 🤫 i wonder who!!! well actually i don't have to wonder, just u guys LOL

→ user 01: guys... i'm lost and confused

⎯→ user 02: she's going to be filming w/ Oscar! hope that helps!

⎯→ user 02: JK IM LOST TOO WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON

→ user 03: Watch us all just be fucking delulu thinking they're getting back together and it's gonna be some random ass actor

→ user 04: THE BEST SONG ON THE ALBUMMMM YESSSS

⎯→ user 05: ur just gonna ignore "i wish i hated you"?

⎯→ yourusername: don't worry! that one will get love too ;)

⎯→ user 06: SO UR JUST GONNA HINT TO FILMING A HATEFUL SONG WITH OSCAR ANDDD HINT TO FILMING A LOVE FILLED SONG WITH OSCAR????

→ user 07: we're all just gonna ignore the drivers in the likes... specifically the one that's her childhood best friend....?

⎯→ user 08: IDGAF!!!! OSCAR X YN FOREVER

[stackofsnakes]

This is actually kinda fucking me up. Couple years ago i was hanging with friends on a near constant basis, now we're all just busy. I moved away, it's near impossible to make new friends because most of them are just too busy to commit to anything new and usually commute from too far that it's worth the hassle, i try to keep contact with my old friends but generally they're just too occupied with their lives to do much. Can't blame them, it happens often enough that i don't have time for them as well. It hurts in those times when i visit home, manage to clear my schedule, and we barely manage to meet because things just get inbetween. I miss my friends! I know they miss me too

(lights a cigarette) nobody even wants to play toys anymore. (puts the cigarette out on a play-dough ashtray) because of work.

[nonranghaes]

heads up: they're married <3 also food mentions.

"oooh, is this for me?"

joshua's not supposed to be awake now. you're already cursing under your breath as you scramble to hide the ingredients around you, although he clearly knows what you're doing based on the way he's chuckling to himself. he makes his way over, stretching a little before he pulls you into his arms and leans past you, getting a better look at what you're making him. he furrows his brow.

"... what's all of this?"

with a sigh, you pull yourself out of his arms, going back to what you're working on. "remember our trip to italy...? you really liked the tiramisu we had, so..." with a vague gesture toward, well, everything on the counter near you, you continue on, "i'm trying. it takes forever to chill, so i thought i'd get up early so you wouldn't catch me and i could still surprise you with it tonight..."

oh. oh. he's already stepping close to you again, arms wrapping around you so that he can hug you properly. "you don't have to do that."

"little late for that, hong."

he chuckles, swooping in to kiss your cheek before he lets you go again. "it's never too late to be lazy, hong. you could have bought a cake and i'd be just as happy."

you shift nervously in place. "i know, but... it's the first time we're... y'know..."

joshua lights up with delight, leaning against the counter as he crosses his arms. "hm? the first time we're doing what? celebrating my birthday?" he mocks you with a fake gasp, making a show of looking at his wedding ring, "we just met this year?! i wonder what our friends think of us. i think jeonghan's right and you seduced me down the aisle--"

"that's not--" you pout at him and his theatrics. you've signed up for a life of him teasing you now, but that doesn't change how flustered it makes you to say the words out loud--even when it's just the two of you. "it's the first time we're celebrating your birthday since we got married and i wanted it to be special. is that what you wanted to hear, hong?"

his eyes crinkle with delight. "thank you, hong." he's too happy to call you that now. not as happy as you are to hear it, but this man is going to be both the life and death of you at this point.

before he can move toward the fridge, you stop him, quickly stepping in to kiss him. "happy birthday, you big dork."

he just smiles and kisses you again. your big dork, he'll mumble against your skin. forever and always.

[xarology]

Transformers Highschool AU x Reader - Prologue

Instead of them being hs seniors, 99% of the transformers are staff.. which is like infinitely cooler. Anyway!

I would like to think this school is located near a military base for obvious reasons. It does not take place in the States but in the country of Cybertron, where the Highest ranking is 'Magnus'. It's basically a 1-1 parallel with TF: Animated (or at least the system of command). TF Highschool is a hot pot of all the bots from all the series so we're having fun here

You are a science teacher! With a recommendation from your old friend Megatron, you were able to snag this job! You're coworkers with Shockwave and Knockout. Shockwave teaches some science, nobody actually knows what he teaches but whatever it is, it works! Knockout teaches Health sciences and anything regarding medicine.

Megatron the head dean who does NOT play around. Kids fighting in the courtyard? automatic suspension and a stern talking to from Megatron. Do NOT let this guy call your parents because he will make the smallest incident seem like the end of the world. "You are here to learn, not horse around!" ass speech but I promise he's sweet! Works with Starscream and Soundwave.

Optimus Prime is a Librarian, who would've guessed? He definitely needs a raise though since he puts so much effort into the students and the school. He's taken the initiative to do fundraisers for clubs and the school. If he were fired the school would go down with it! He also holds tutoring after school for the kids who need it. What would we do without him!

Ultra Magnus is the principal (who's basically wrapped around Optimus' finger). He's the one who does the paperwork to make sure Optimus gets to do all these things he does. He cares about his students in the grand scheme of things but when it comes down to it he can NOT run a classroom for more than 15 minutes. It's a blessing he's around adults most of the day because he would lose his marbles at all the rules being broken with teenagers. He's also kind of a nightmare for teachers whenever he pops into the classroom to observe. If you teach something wrong he won't call you out as you're teaching but you'll sure hear about it in the reviews.

Starscream is the dean doing the paperwork. Or at least trying to. He's great at what he does but he barely ever does it. He's behind the counter all day in the discipline office getting all the drama from the students. The kids favor him over Megs because he's not as strict. Don't make the mistake of getting too comfortable because he will remind you of your place. He just likes drama! Having him as a coworker is marginally better but don't tell him secrets ever because he will stir the pot. Also fighting with Megatron all the time for no reason do not put them in a room together alone.

Soundwave is more councilor than dean? Legally he is a dean but he's often the one sitting down and really talking with problem students. He works closely with Rung to come up with solutions the school can provide for their students. The times when he is out of his office, he's being called down to collect a rowdier kid from class. I would like to say that those rowdy kids are rumble and frenzy but they're really not (most of the time). If Soundwave sees them in Discipline or has to personally get them from class for being disruptive?? He is going to be PISSED!!! "I KNOW I taught you better than that!". But also if rumble and frenzy pass by his office when skipping he doesn't mind that much. They get a snack and a "Go back to class" from him. Knows much more than Starscream when it comes to drama, his kids are always telling him everything!!!

Thundercracker is the Theater teacher/director and helps with the schools TV production when asked. Probably the only other person who really loves his job. His productions throughout year are absolutely amazing and a must-see!

I'm separating this into 2 parts, maybe even more because I have so much more to say and I've barely even scratched the surface... Also bitter exes Megatron and reader? thoughts? opinions? Not to spoil anything but Megatron def owed her that favor... this fumbler... Also just so everyone is aware I woke up in the middle of the night with this idea beamed into my head

[vaguely-concerned]

the relationship between rye and emmrich is that if emmrich ever told rye that he's a damn fine watcher, rye would immediately burst into helpless inconsolable tears and have to be coaxed down from it for an hour with hot tea and gentle voices and kind patient back pats before he could be what passes for normal on the surface again

[fenmere]

SO many queer people of all types go through a period of their life where they think they're straight.

And when they're questioning, they might not even know they're questioning, but they'll go to hang out with their queer friends or visit some queer groups looking to see if they fit in, and they're met with this.

And before they come out to themselves, it hurts even more. And they'll carry that abuse with them for years to come.

And no straight person deserves this behavior, like OP said.

But also, we're all beating the crap out of our baby queers before they've hatched. And it's fucked up.

Hot take but I really do think that some of y’all need to consider how/why/when/how often you’re making fun of straight people for being straight

I do it too, I’m not going to pretend I don’t make jokes about the hets, or the down with cis bus, or whatever

But I recently befriended a cis, straight dude and I have watched him be dismissed, degraded, and unambiguously insulted for the perceived “crime” of being straight — all in queer environments where he is allegedly “completely welcome” and surrounded by “friends”

This guy is not a toxic person! But I have seen him be made to feel so small and like his comfort and safety in those spaces are conditional on his silence and acceptance of being treated like a human dunk zone, and I think that some of y’all have had so much shit from straight/cis people that the second you feel like you’ve got an inch, you want to luxuriate in the perceived catharsis of bullying someone who— actually —doesn’t deserve it

And until he very, very carefully mentioned to me in private that it makes him feel bad, I didn’t even clock that I was involved in doing that, that it had become so instinctive for me to make casual jokes like that, and that— well meaning or otherwise —I had been contributing to an environment that made someone I really really like feel like shit

So, I dunno, I think maybe some of y’all should think about that too

[onesnoopyaday]

I AM AT MY LIMIT

Snoopy #90

30/12/2024

description under the cut

[description: a cartoon-style drawing of Snoopy's head. Snoopy is a white dog with black ears. His eyes are shut and his mouth is a horizontal line. There are two large blue teardrops, one under each eye. The text "I am at my limit" is handwritten across the top of the image.]

[fryday]

you know how slightly different versions of yourself come out with different people? I'd only thought about that in a vague way as it applied to dnp, usually when seeing their behaviour around other creators / friends etc. but meeting them and interacting with them irl made me realise how much I love the people they are when they're only with each other. they were lovely and kind and generous to me, as they are with anyone, but the difference between the dan and phil they are with outside company vs the dan and phil they are at home or just alone with each other anywhere is so noticeable. the way they joke and how loudly they laugh and the ease with which they speak around only each other is so special. I love the dan and phil version of dan and phil :') and I think we're lucky to get to see it

[ariaste]

I've also been getting annoyed about this lately! I agree with all of the above, AND I have another couple of flawed features to point out about this type of language.

FIRST: "Normalize [thing]" and "Destigmatize [thing]" are imperative sentences. Not only that, they are singularly useless imperative sentences. Why? Because no individual is ever capable of personally destigmatizing something all by themself. By the very definition of the words, those are not actions that a single person can ever take: Destigmatization is a collective, communal process that happens slowly over time and throughout society, and it happens with baby steps: educating people, inviting persuadable people into conversations and connections, and the small, everyday, unglamorous actions we take towards positive change ("Volunteer!" "Donate!" "Don't try to pet service dogs when they're working!" "Excuse me, can you spare a dollar? Oh, thank you!" "Pass the salt, please!"). THOSE are useful imperatives because they are directly, individually actionable. Destigmatization itself is not actionable -- it is the END RESULT of a lot of people doing a bunch of other, smaller actions. So if you're going to go around making imperative statements and telling people what to do, at least point them in the direction of something they CAN do.

Except, whoops, fun fact: Humans really hate being told what to do. If your goal is to advocate for [thing] to be more accepted and acknowledged, then using this kind of rhetorically forceful shorthand might not actually be serving the goal you're pursuing. Sure, the people who already agree with you will also be nodding along and saying "Yes, destigmatize [thing]".... But for the people who don't know about [thing], the people you're trying to reach and educate, the people who are PERSUADABLE -- those people, since they are humans, still really hate being told what to do. At best, their reaction is "[shrug] whatever, I don't have a horse in this race." At middle, their reaction is "Uh, don't tell me what to do." At worst, it's "Fuck you, I'm gonna dig in my heels and say no for other reason but the fact you got imperative at me." (We all know somebody like that.)

A more effective persuasive tactic is to use an I-statement (we know about this as a best-practice for resolving relationship arguments, yes? But it works in many other circumstances as well). Examples:

Normalize trans rights. -> I support trans rights.

Destigmatize mental illness. -> I wish it was easier to talk openly about mental illness.

Normalize giving your friends flowers for Valentine's Day. -> I'm going to give my friends flowers on Valentine's Day, I want to make this a thing!

SECOND: Notice how the normalize/destigmatize statements implicitly erase you from the conversation. This is a problem for two reasons -- For one thing, your voice is important, and your opinion is important. For another thing, humans are so much more easily persuaded when there is another human involved, rather than an empty, near-meaningless, passive echo-chamber statement. It's like the difference between active voice and passive voice: "I read the book" versus "The book was read". The human brain is hardwired to find the former more interesting and engaging -- we're a social species!

Now, I'm not saying that merely switching your language is going to ��magically✨ make your bigoted uncle stop saying bigoted things -- that particular project is always going to take a lot more hard work! But your aunt (you know, the one who has never been socially permitted to consider her own mental health even once?) is going to respond much differently to that "I wish" statement than she does to the "Destigmatize" statement. Why? Because she doesn't know what to say in response to the "Destigmatize" statement. She's not online, my guy, she doesn't know that meme, and even if she did, it doesn't leave an opening for a personal response. On the other hand, if you say something along the lines of "I wish it was more acceptable to talk openly about mental illness", then she might be curious about what you mean; she might express worry about whether you're doing okay; she might, through the course of the ensuing conversation, tentatively open up to you about her own struggles, whether that's with post-partum depression or alcoholism or anxiety or that nebulous "sometimes it's just... it's just really hard :(" feeling she doesn't know how to label.

THIRD: Repeating something ad nauseum is a way of carving it into your brain... except the thing you're implicitly re-emphasizing to yourself might not be the thing you actually want to learn. Using a lot of imperative-focused language reaffirms a worldview that there is a Single Correct Way for people to behave, and that way is the way that You Personally Have Espoused, and that therefore You Can Never Be Wrong. That's... kind of a fucked up worldview to have -- it is the one of the building blocks of fascism and authoritarianism. It also reduces our capacity for nuance, flexibility, openness to new perspectives, critical thinking, and a tolerance for enough of a margin of error that we can extend grace and forgiveness for people who are still learning (and so that we can receive grace and forgiveness from others when WE are still learning). If we believe that we can never be wrong, then what happens when eventually we're wrong about something? Disaster.

The I-statements, on the other hand, implicitly emphasize to your worldview that while your voice and opinion ARE important, they are YOURS -- and therefore other people's voices and opinions also have room to be important as well. Speaking personally, when I use I-statements, I feel more empowered as an individual. I feel like I have stood up for my beliefs and done a small brave thing by expressing what *I* think -- ME! Not a faceless crowd that I can lose myself in (and therefore lose my agency, my sense of responsibility, and perhaps even my ethics), but Me! Myself!

FINALLY: If I say "Destigmatize giving your friends flowers for Valentine's Day" then that doesn't tell my brain that I have to do anything different or be part of the change I want to see in the world. Structuring the sentence that way gives me permission to lay around and continue on exactly as I have before, and make no adjustments to my own behavior, and wait around for giving-friends-flowers to be a Thing before I start participating in it. But if I say, "I really want to give my friends flowers for Valentine's" or "I'm going to give my friends flowers for Valentine's" -- now that's a PLAN. That makes my brain go, "Oh! Right! I can take action! I have agency! I can be the change I want to see in the world! Things become unremarkable when I make them unremarkable! I do not have to wait for the faceless crowd of Society to collectively shift, I do not have to do things on Society's schedule! I CAN JUST DO IT."

Flowers on Valentine's Day is a funny, lighthearted example, but I'm sure that you can see how impactful that linguistic change would be for more serious issues (Example: "Destigmatize mental illness" versus "I'm going to make sure my family knows they can talk to me about their mental health struggles, and I'm going to be warm and supportive and compassionate when they do"). Notice as well that it is much HARDER to say something that's an actual fucking commitment. "It's terrible how the elderly are treated; we need to normalize volunteering at nursing homes" is muuuuuch easier to say than, "You know what, I'm going to call around to nursing homes and see if I can volunteer, I'd love to play some board games with grandmas."

Conclusion: In the words of the ancient sages, "If you want something done, you gotta do it yourself." You're allowed to be part of the change. You're allowed to stand up for your beliefs as YOURSELF. You're allowed to talk about why YOU PERSONALLY care about the things you find important. You do not have to erase your individuality to be progressive -- and in fact, it is your individuality that gives you the power to personally be a force for good in the world.

'can we normalize this'

'we need to normalize that'

can you all shut the fuck up for a minute and reconsider how constantly demanding normalization only retrenches the moral position that weird = bad?

like no you're not actually going to be able to normalize a lot of stuff, because it's statistically unusual or aberrant. you can't normalize shit that is not by any definition normal.

what you need to do is fucking stand up for the weirdos, freaks, and deviants, and remind everyone who is normal that their position just makes them normal. not good, not right, not correct, not better, not perfect, not beyond reproach or improvement.

being weird isn't bad. stop normalizing that, already.

[writhyv]

⋆｡°✩ your idol gives you his number

I-800-LOVE-YOU | nishimura riki x male!reader

pairing: niki x male!reader

genre: fluff (not sure if wholesome but def not angst 😂)

word count: 1.8k

notes: first work ever here LOL! i do describe things a lot, but sometimes I just skip and go~ also pls forgive the writing errors, my englishing isn't english enough 🖐😭

There's only so much a fan could get to experience, but there's an unhealthy amount of delusion if you think a random number written by your idol on your wrist means anything at all. Give it a call?

It wasn't a typical day, given that it wasn't really a typical week either.

Last Tuesday, you're friend introduced you to a new k-pop group called ENHYPEN. Wednesday, you tried to browse their discography and learned that even though they we're a new group, they had such a lot of content out already for you to binge. Thursday, the finalization for your work in South Korea just got settled. Being a teacher wouldn't be so bad, and you're lucky you've befriended your bestest most reliable and quirky bestfriend that offered to take you in while you earned for a living.

Friday, you settled your tickets, and come Saturday you've boarded, landed and arrived at Seoul safe and sound. Sunday was a fun day out, with your bestfriend taking you to various places to get familiar with, and having the best meals while you still have the time to spare. Monday came and your friend just told you the loudest announcement you've ever heard since gaining stable consciousness from your flight jetlag.

"I GOT THE FANMEET TICKETS!!"

"Fanmeet?" You jolted in surprise. You were familiar with how k-pop works, but you've only ever supported one group.  You've never even been in a concert, so this was a shocker to still hear upclose.

"Which group was it again?" You asked.

"Enhypen!! I'm going to see Jungwonnie!! AAAA!!!" Your bestfriend shrieked happily as she ran fast towards her room. It seemed like couldn't really hide her happiness, and that you were glad for her.

A sudden creak of the door prompts you to turn around again.

"Oh, and you're coming too! Get ready!"

What's that? A surprised look on your face? Yes, yes it is. Your jaw might drop so you better get your hands and put it back in place. You don't even fully know who these people are, and yet you feel ... Happy? Elated? It seemed like maybe fate had a big plan for you after all.

Tuesday — you sat on the comfortable plastic chair aligned beside the walls, waiting for a cue that seemingly got more longer as you waited and waited. You sighed, only looking from to side to side to find your bestfriend. She did say she was going for a quick break, but you really don't think '20' minutes count as 'quick'.

"Bestie, I'm here! Sorry, I had to retouch for a bit... I can't be looking all toasty and tired for my Wonnie! You agree right?"

Just as she arrives, the next line of fans are being called by the organizing staff, all by their names to enter the hall where the idols are.

Chills. Sweating. Nervousness. You couldn't even feel a single nerve as you entered the place. It was quite a comfortably quiet hall. There were atleast two more lines of avid fans, all kept between stanchions and more rows of stanchions. But nothing compares to the stage area to the furthest postion from where you stood. Lights were on and focused still for the seven gentlemen sat behind a large extended desk.

"Six ... Seven. Huh ... I guess they're also seven." You counted the members by head as they seemed so little and out of reach from your postion. Looking in, you start to see the appeal of these people to your friend and the fans around you. They seemed fresh, happy, and had an overall positive aura eminating from them even from afar. The line took yet another couple of minutes before finally you're in the best seat in the house, the front of these handsome young gentlemen.

"H-hello! I would love for you to sign this please-" You tried your best to present yourself as a long time fan. As awkward it may seem, you can't let it be embarassing for the both of you guys. You just had to make it seem casual because ONE, you might get cancelled for being fake and TWO, it just feels awkward to have a chance fo meet an idol who probably had a better supporter than you who doesn't even have a bias yet.

Heeseung looked at you funnily, seemingly knowing what's going through your head. "You gotta commit to the bit. Not a lot of fans get the chance, mhm?" His smile blinded your eyes a bit... is it possible to hide a star inside the roof of your mouth?

"S-sorry ... Nerves... And stuff..." You spoke a little too good about your condition. Too good that Jay turned his head hearing your voice.

"You sound good with your Korean! Really natural." He said as you move forward in front of him.

"Thank you! Trying my best to get the hang of it." You smiled as you exchanged glances and laugh with Jay. You really did your best to smile and act courteous to the idols. They seemed like a good bunch, so you had to express your gratitude for them representing those fans that are definitely much better suited for this that you.

While you take your time to chat with the other members, one particular boy kept looking your way.

"No way that's natural." Ni-ki spoke.

Jungwon turned his head towards the younger one, who kept glancing at the same spot for minutes now.

"Aish, you can't just say that. Besides, that hair color suits them no?"

Ni-ki sighs. Jungwon points his brow in interest.

"What?" The older boy said.

"Hyung, he's too pretty to be here. I'll loose my job."

Jungwon burst out laughing as Ni-ki spun a nice joke out of nowhere. "You can't be serious. He's just a fanboy. And what do we do with Engenes? We appreciate them, not get scared because they look too good." Jungwon then looked back again. "Then again, he does look good."

But the young boy never meant that he was scared, but he was just really mesmerized. He can't seem to put any words in his head somehow, yet when he looks at this one specific guy, a warm spot in the pit of his stomach started to wrap his body in familiarity. He just seems comfortable, seeing such a pretty sight.

Sunoo then tried to butt in to the conversation. "He's the first fanboy this fanmeet today. Extremely rare. Usually they're four or five."

"We'd be lucky to have that, the staff barely accomodates fanboys during fanmeets." Jungwon smirked as he turned his chair towards the other. "Were you desperately looking for male Engenes?"

"Ugh! No. I was just- you know what. I'll be busy. Hi there-* Sunoo smiles as he tended to the next Engene in line.

A couple of minutes later, you were already at the last gentleman. Standing right across you is Ni-ki, the group's youngest member. He stares at you quite long, enough to warrant a tap from his manager to speed it up.

"Hi..." You tried to sound confident, yet it doesn't seem to work when you say it outloud. Might as well bury yourself in the ground no?

"Sorry." Niki shrugged as he leaned forward from his seat.

"Huh?"

"With the way I kept staring at you? You just seem so good looking. I mean, I have to be honest." Ni-ki smiled as he tried his best to be 'cool' around you. He doesn't want his idol image tarnished, so he probably thought the best way to show his appreciation is to act nonchalantly. Of course, his older members beside him can only snicker.

"Ah? I... Thank you I guess." You shyly try to brush your bangs off your face from embarrassment. Ni-ki smiled as it seemed he found a way to fluster you, while you try and sit properly and take the compliment slowly and surely like a hard pill.

"So ... Want me to sign that for you?" Ni-ki asked gently. You snap out of your quick trance and gathered your self, retreiving the album from your lap that already received six fine signatures.

"H-here!" You almost shouted, making Ni-ki shoot his eyes wide at you and chuckle a bit. He looked cute while doing that, you thought. As you tried to pass the album on top of the desk, his hands graze yours. It was as if there was a slight electric pull that got you hot and bothered. Ni-ki can only look at the spot on his hand were you touched.

"Got warm hands huh?" Ni-ki slapped himself for such a dumb comment, yet it is true. The moment his hands grazed yours by accident, it was as if he's instantly charmed by you. Its impossible it's magic, but it did send some chills in his spine. Good chills. Lovingly sweet chills.

You tried to smile at his comment, but you couldn't even comprehend a word he said. You were just nervous as heck. But it paid off — you got to score a free fanmeeting from your bestfriend and now you were talking to seven handsome gentlemen, especially this mysterious seventh one.

After a quick write, Ni-ki passed on the album towards your direction. While handing it, he took his chance to finally hold your hand.

"Oh-" Right, this is normal. You've seen in other pictures out there than idols hold their fan's hands for a short second. It was just ... Too nerve-racking.

"You've got to let me see you again." Ni-ki's face was eager to wait for your response. It seems he was quickly mesmerized by your minimal yet warm presence today.

Thinking of an answer on top of your head, you can only blurt out honestly. "I'm afraid I don't really have that much money in me to buy another chance." Ni-ki and the other members by his side laughed discreetly.

"You don't need to worry. We'll wait for you!" Jungwon snuck himself to the conversation, with an adoring fan next to you smiling.

Does that mean he can't see him anymore? This young man's fascination has to just end like that? Ni-ki pondered quickly as he realized he might never get to see you again. After all, he knows the struggle of getting into this fanmeets and such.

He grabs your hand in a quick tug and places it to the side, the end of the extended desk where no one can really see what's being done.

"Wha-"

"Let me see you again."

You tilted your head. An idol wanting you to come back? And so desperately? It doesn't seem like an ill intention, perhaps just morbid curiosity? But of what kind?

"Uhm-"

"Here." Ni-ki brought out his marker and wrote a string of unfamiliar digits onto your bare arm.

"What's this?" You tilted your head.

"Can you call me soon? Promise I won't make you uncomfortable."

You quirked your eyebrow. Did this idol just, give you his number? You should be screaming right? Jumping for joy and rubbing it to everyone's faces?

"I'm just interested to know more about you." Ni-ki smiled this time, his eyes closing in like a wide smile across his features, showing genuine hope for a call.

"S-sure." You smiled back. It did seem genuine, and now your arm has been completely vandalized by an idol.

You look at the digits before getting a light tap from the security personnel behind you.

Ni-ki waved goodbye as you were guided down the stage. You looked at the set of digits to memorize them and then hid your arm with the written contact under your sleeves.  It must've been strange, but it sure wouldn't hurt to see where this leads, right?

Requests OPEN! I'm trying to fill up my new account with stories I just love to write so if you guys want something out there (esp. male! reader stories) lmk!

This was a blast and hooh I have not written in a while 🙈 PLUS checkout my masterlist~

[myth1cs]

can I get nmixx lily smut?

Winter Getaway (Lily Morrow x F!Reader)

Inspired from the game "Fears to Fathom - Woodbury Getaway"

Don't worry this isn't a horror smut or anything.

Word Count: 2,588

You couldn't believe it.

Both Bae and Kyujin ditched last minute and now it was just you and Lily staying in the cabin for the week.

"So it's just the two of us huh Y/N?"

"Guess so."

Now that finals were over you decided to schedule a getaway with the friend group. Sullyoon and Haewon didn't want to go which only left you, Lily, Bae, and Kyujin.

However last minute Bae cancled and not so long after Kyujin canceled. Neither of them even gave you a reason!

You got a call from Lily "Hey Y/N are you, Bae, and Kyujin ready to go yet?"

"No they all canceled a minute ago!"

"What?! So now it's just the two of us?"

"Yeah, do you want to go still or should we just cancel?"

"No don't do that. The purchase was non-refundable might as well get our money's worth."

"I guess you're right."

After finishing getting your belongings packed you got in your car and started to drive over to Lily's house.

Once you arrived you got out of the car and made your way to the front door: you knocked.

"Just a moment."

Not long after the door opened revealing Lily on the other end.

"Aren't you a bit under dressed for the whether we're in?"

"Aren't you in too many layers Y/N? It's not that cold out here you know."

"Fair point."

Lily and you got in your car with Lily taking the drivers seat and she started driving towards the cabin. It was a four and a half hour drive so you were in for a long ride. You put on your playlist for some background noise.

-

After two hours into the drive you were getting a little hungry.

"Lily is there any restaurant nearby we can stop at?"

"Oh you're hungry? Is there anything specific you want to eat right now?"

"I'm not craving anything specific right now, I just want to eat something."

"There's a pizza place nearby do you want some pizza?"

"Pizza sounds great right now."

Lily pulled into the pizza place and parked the car.

"Do you have any idea what you want?"

"I'll just get what I usually get."

It was a bit too early in the morning for pizza but you were so hungry you didn't care. Both of you stepped out of the car and were hit by the cold air.

"It's so cold out here Lily."

"Yeah let's get inside quickly."

Running inside the pizza place you were hit with a blast of warm air once you stepped in. Looking around you saw there were only a small handful of people in the joint.

You held the door open for Lily "Aw shucks Y/N you're so respectful. I'm surprised, I didn't think you were the type to care for others."

"Oh shut up I only did it because you're old."

Both of you went to get a clear view of the menu to get an idea of what you both wanted to order.

"What are you thinking Y/N?"

"I don't know I'll probably just get what I usually get."

"Personally I'm interested in trying their "special". Want to try it with me?"

"Do I have to? I really don't want to." you whined.

"You really haven't changed since college started huh Y/N? Never wanting to try different food. I'm telling you you're missing out on a lot of good food."

"Lily I don't want to argue about this right now."

"Whatever, order what you want."

Both of you placed your orders and went to take a seat at an empty table. "Did you see the cost for this Lily? They're practically scamming me with that price! I might as well get a full pizza box."

"Y/N the cheapskate of all cheapskates. Honestly I wouldn't be surprised if you dived into a dumpster if it meant you would save 5 cents on your order."

"Come on Lily I'm not that much of a cheapskate!"

"Y/N I'm just teasing you don't take it too seriously."

Teasing each other was something that both of you did to each other quite frequently. Both of you knew it was all fun and jokes but you liked to act as if you were taking what Lily was saying seriously.

Your orders arrived and both of you started to dig into your orders.

"Oh gross their special tastes horrible!"

"I thought you said I would be missing out Lily."

She rolled her eyes and you, and continued to eat the pizza.

"I thought you just said you didn't like it."

"It's called not being wasteful Y/N."

"Not like anyone would eat that shit anyways!"

Lily's eyed widened and she looked around.

"You didn't have to say that so loud Y/N."

You realized that you said that out loud and got embarrassed. "Can we go?"

"We haven't finished eating."

"I don't care I don't think I'll survive another second in here."

She wouldn't mind letting you sit in embarrassment in the pizza place. In fact she would normally get a slight kick out of it but she was getting second hand embarrassment from sitting next to you in there. "Fine we'll go."

Both of you got up and went back to the car continuing the drive to the cabin.

"Damn it I can't believe I said it so loud."

"Relax Y/N they'll probably forget about it in an hour max."

"You don't get it I probably can't ever go back their."

"Well good thing we don't live near that pizza place."

-

As you were driving towards the cabin you suddenly got a terrible feeling. You couldn't describe it but you felt as if you shouldn't continue the drive and turn back while you could.

Pulling into a random driveway you turned the car around and headed back home.

"Y/N what are you doing?"

"We're not going to the cabin anymore."

"What why?"

"It's something I can't des-"

-

"Y/N we're here wake up."

"Wha-what happened?"

"You fell asleep, it felt weird driving without you talking to me."

"O-oh I'm sorry Lily I didn't mean to leave you be on your own."

"It's fine Y/N at least you're awake now. Now come on let's get settled in here."

Though it was a dream you still had a certain feeling about this. Not a bad feeling as in something unfortunate happening to you or Lily but one where you feel as if you don't know something that you should. But you didn't want Lily to think you were crazy so you weren't about to bring it up to her.

Getting out of the car both of you grabbed your bags and headed inside the cabin with your belongings.

Immediately feeling warm once you both stepped in you felt more at ease. "Finally we're out of the cold right Y/N?"

"Yeah beats being outside or in the car."

"What do you want to do first Y/N?"

"How about we just pick out our rooms and get settled in?"

"Whatever you say."

You decided to pick out the room that was on the first floor and Lily went for the room that was on the second floor of the cabin. There were a few extra rooms that would remain empty for your visit since you originally planned with your other friends coming. While it didn't bother you too much it felt weird having a lot of unused space.

You started setting your things up and got comfortable with the room you would be staying in.

Once you got your things settled you left your room to go over to Lily's. As you made your way to her room you suddenly got a text from her.

"Y/N come to my room but be slow and don't make any noise. I think someone or something is in here."

A little shocked from her sudden message you were pondering if you should even go up there anymore. You texted her back.

"Lily are you sure? Shouldn't we call the police or something?"

"I don't want to call them if it ends up being something stupid. It'd just be a waste of their time."

Fuck

Before continuing to her room you decided to grab a knife from the kitchen. Ever so slowly creeping your way up to her room you were ready to strike in the case someone were to attack you.

After mustering up some courage you flung the door open only to hear an "Ow!"

It was Lily who was standing behind the door.

"Lily? Why are you standing there?"

"I was going to scare you once you came in. I wasn't anticipating you just flinging the door open like that."

"Oops sorry."

"Wait you brought a knife with you?!"

"Oh yeah it was just in case you know?"

"Whatever I'm never going to try to prank you again."

"You better not Lily."

"Yeah whatever. Wanna play some board games or something?"

"Why not? Beats being on our phones the whole time."

Going downstairs you went to the cabinet and looked at what games you could play.

"Want to play ddakji?"

"That isn't a board game but sure."

"You know how to play right?"

"Mhm"

"Alright let's go ahead and play janken to see who goes first."

"Jan - Ken - Pon!"

"Ha "Guu" beats "Choki" so I go first!"

"You got lucky this time Lily."

"Want to spice up this game of ddakji Y/N?"

"Sure, what are you suggesting?"

"The person who successfully flips the others ddakji over, the other has to take a shot of soju."

"Oh your on Lily!"

Lily got ready and threw her ddakji at yours. And of course she successfully flipped yours over so you had to take a shot now.

You went to grab the soju out of the cooler you brought and grabbed a glass so you could drink a shot.

"Come on my turn now!"

-

Time flew by. Both of you were drunk and both of your throws were getting sloppy.

"Yah!"

You threw the ddakji and were able to flip Lily's over.

"Damn your good Y/N."

She grabbed another shot and drank it quickly.

"Maybe we should call it there." Both of your faces were flushed pink and neither could get a sentence out without slurring your words.

"Maybe you're right."

You headed towards your room and collapsed on the bed.

-

You heard knocks at your door.

Your room was pitch black, no longer did the sunlight light up the room.

"How long was I alseep?" you thought to yourself.

The knocks continued so you got up and opened the door.

"Lily? What do you want at this hour?"

"I need to talk to you."

She walked in the room and you closed the door behind her. She sat on your bed and you sat down next to her. "What's wrong."

"It's just that I can't hide my feelings for you anymore Y/N. You're just so pretty I want to kiss you right now."

Whether it was the alcohol or your own desire is something you could find out later. You had to kiss this girl in front of you.

Both of you had the same idea as Lily also leaned in to kiss your lips.

"Y/N you're so pretty you know? You taste sweet."

Sliding your tongue into her mouth you felt her warm wet tongue. Fighting over dominance you realized that Lily had more tongue game than what you originally thought. She ended up winning the tongue battle.

"Did you think you could beat me Y/N?"

"Yeah."

Not wanting to admit defeat so easily you started to tickle her sides.

"H-h-hey that's cheating Y/N!"

"I don't care."

She was now on the bed beneath you. You stopped tickling her and took a moment to admire her. She was beautiful, truthfully you didn't think you would ever meet someone as perfect as Lily ever in your life.

However she didn't lay idol for very long. She took this moment to flop your positions with a swift motion and you were now under her. "Lily what are you?"

"Thought I'd lay there and let you be dominant?"

"Kinda."

She smiled and leaned down to kiss your lips. The kiss was more soft and gentle compared to the first time.

"You're so good for me Y/N."

"I love you Lily."

"I love you to Y/N now hold still for me."

She took this time to remove your clothing slowly and carefully until you were left with nothing but your bra and underwear.

"Fuck your so damn wet. Is this for me?"

"Only for you."

Using her pointer finger she put it up to your wet spot and pushed a little. "Please."

"What was that Y/N? I think you need to say it a little louder for me."

"Please." you said with more force in your voice.

"Speak up Y/N I still can't hear you."

"Damn it fuck me Lily!"

"Say it less loudly less time and drop the swear word. Those words have no place coming out of someone as pretty as you."

"Lily please fuck me."

You could see it in her eyes. She was getting a kick out of making you beg for her and yet here you were doing just as she told you.

Staying true to her word Lily pulled down your underwear and slid in 2 of her fingers.

"Ah"

She gently thrust her fingers in and out of you.

"Is this comfortable for you?"

"Yeah I'm okay."

Lily nodded and continued. She used her other hand to gently rub your clit. You felt your vision getting a bit blurry.

You reached for her chest. "I need more."

"Calm down Y/N I'll get there."

Picking up the pace she thrust her fingers faster into you. "Lily another finger please!"

"Your wish is my command."

She added a third finger and continued her fingering.

"Take my clothes off."

You did your best to undress Lily as she was fingering you and you felt your climax was about to happen.

Quickly taking her shirt and bra off you were able to get a view of Lily's stomach and breasts.

"Do you like what you're seeing Y/N?"

Before you could answer you reached your orgasm. Your eyes rolled back and your fluids spilled all over Lily's fingers.

She smiled contently and licked her fingers a few times. "It makes sense that a sweet girl would also taste sweet. Here have a taste."

Tasting yourself was far from a favorite activity of yours but since Lily was asking you felt compelled to do so.

Sticking your tongue out and licking your own fluids off of her fingers you tasted yourself. You felt a bit gross doing so but you tried your best to not make it clear.

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah"

"I'm glad."

Lily laid down on you. Both of your chests being smashed against each other she began sucking on your neck leaving marks on you. "Go to sleep for me we have a long day tomorrow."

You simply nodded and fell asleep.

Suddenly Lily's phone started vibrating. It was an incoming phone call from Bae.

"Yes Jinsol?"

"Did you do it yet?"

"Yup I finally confessed to her."

"Okay we'll be heading there tomorrow morning."

"We'll be waiting for you then."

Lily hung up the phone and fell asleep on top of you.

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Jonken is rock paper scissors in Japanese.

Ddakji is a Korean game.

If you're wondering why I mixed both in this smut....

I don't know ... just felt like it.

[batsarebetterthanpeople]

I'm fascinated by this, because my experience as a trans man is completely different to this and I know why that is. I'm transitioning from Female to Male but as I'm doing so I'm also hanging out mostly in queer spaces, not modifying my voice or posture to come off as masculine, being sexually active with other men almost exclusively, and presenting myself with colored scene hair, very tight skinny jeans, mesh shirts, things of that nature. And I've noticed women have started treating me differently than they used to, and so have men, but not in the way described in this post.

I'm read as a man in almost every situation in my day to day life. I've gotten to the point where other trans people don't even think I'm trans. I also am the kind of guy who can somehow find himself in a situation where he gets called a faggot on the downtown streets of a supposedly progressive city without ever opening his mouth. Even though I come off cis passing LGBT+ people immediately know I'm one of them without me having to even say anything.

Because of this I get treated in a very interesting way by most straight women my own age. If they see another man they will adopt this sort of stand offish posture described in this post with them. With me they've already decided we're best friends. They love me. They like to do this thing where they complain about men in front of me and then apologize while not really being sorry and then they get really excited when I go "yeah, fuck men". It does occasionally make me feel like I'm some sort of dog that they want to pet but it's usually pretty fun.

Straight men on the other hand do one of three things. If they're progressive they will do their level best to treat me like one of the guys and politely shut their mouths when I say gay stuff, if they're you're average straight man they will keep me at arms length in a way where I can tell they're experiencing the emotions they make women feel on a daily basis but are unsure how to handle it (I do not sexually approach them but my presence and the correct assumption they've made that I'm into other men based on how I look stand and speak is enough for them to make the "is he going to hit on me" calculation), and if they're open active homophobes, I have to make sure I know where the exits are.

I bring this up because I'm fascinated by how much flamboyant gay men are treated like a secret third thing by women. It's obvious why. I'm a male they know won't hit on them. But it's crazy how much I tripped ass backwards into avoiding the male loneliness problem by being a massive queen. It's crazy most straight women in their 20s and 30s (in my reliably blue state granted) are enthusiastic hags

Still bothered by the US cultural idea that men can only be non-romantically intimate with one another in war-like or competitive circumstances.

[all-the-gory-details]

HII OMG !! brainwashed/hypnotised whumpee that tries to convince caretaker/teammate/whoever to become like them during a rescue attempt .. bonus points if they're all excited and giddy about 'helping' their friends :333

Sorry it took me so long! Been busy lol

TW: Pet whump, brainwashed whumpee, mention of past violence

Pet waited in their room, just like they were supposed to. The door wasn't locked, but they never opened it. They weren't allowed to open the door.

They simply sat. And waited.

When they heard the footsteps and voices outside the door, they put their book down and knelt with a smile. They were so excited to thank their master for the new book, so excited to please him and be praised-

But it wasn't their Master that opened the door.

They recognized Teammate right away, although it took a few moments to remember their name. Their time with the team was a long time ago. They didn't like to think about the past.

Master didn't like them thinking about the past.

Still, their lips turned upwards a bit at the familiar face. Teammate stared for a long moment before taking a small step forward.

"W-whumpee? Is that y-"

Pet flinched, hard, barely stifling a whimper. "Pet," they corrected hastily. "My name is Pet, my name has always been Pet."

Teammate froze, trying to process the change. "Whumpee, you don't have to... it's me. The team is on their way, we're getting you out of here."

Pet frowned in confusion. "Out? I'm not allowed to leave. I don't want to leave. Good pets don't want to leave."

Teammate raised their hand to their mouth slowly, closing the distance between them and dropping to their knees in front of Pet. "D-dont say that, Whumpee, of course you want to leave! Whumper, he kidnapped you! He hurt you!"

"Only when I was bad, and I'm not a bad pet anymore. You don't understand!" Pet pouted for a moment... before slowly looking up at Teammate, eyes lighting up. "But... but you could. Teammate, you could be such a good pet, and then we could be together! Master is very good at training pets, you know."

Teammate stood up suddenly, horror dawning in their eyes. "No, no way! Whumpee, you're sick. You need to get out, get help. The team will be here any moment, we need to leave!"

"I can't leave, Teammate. I'm a good pet, good pets don't leave, but you can stay! I can help you, Teammate! You'll be so happy here with me, I promise."

"No." Teammate was shaking their head in disbelief, tears coming to their eyes. "I will save you, I will drag you out of here if I need to, but I won't stay with you. You're insane to even suggest it! You're not a fucking pet, and neither am I!"

Their blood ran cold as they heard a voice behind them in the open doorway.

Whumpers voice.

"You sure about that, Teammate?"

[elbiotipo]

If you think about it guns are pretty bad against zombies. If you point a gun against a mob of humans, they will stop even if they outnumber you but that's cause we understand whats a gun and are afraid of them. A zombie wouldn't care. Plus, you might stop a person with a single shot even if you don't hit a vital spot because of the pain, but zombies in fiction not only not feel pain, they can walk despite being half rotten, so they probably can take a few bullets before getting stopped.

Yes, exactly. Guns are effective because they generate a lot of pain at once when shot to stop/harm someone, and they hit vital organs so they're deadly when shot to kill. Zombies don't care about either of that, and if we're going for the typical "hit them in the head" lore, a headshot is remarkably hard to do compared to hitting body mass which is more effective in the case of humans (recent events have, uh, put this to the test), but less so for zombies. The only truly effective kind of gun against zombies would be some sort of emplaced machine gun, everything else will just run out of ammunition without you achieving anything. Though I'm sure the internet had this conversation a thousand times already and it's on the Zombie Survival Guide (Max Brooks is a hack though)

The other day I was talking with my friend about Project Zomboid and we concluded that in a country like Argentina, where guns just aren't widely available outside of police, the military and criminals (and even those are often handguns), the most effective thing for combat would be to go full medieval, get motorcycle helmets, padded clothes, improvise some lances (this is my knife-stick) or such. A single gun with six rounds is useless in such a case (it's also frankly useless for most things besides intimidating or murdering individuals), you have to get a bunch of people, organize them, think Roman or Greek tactics. Again, Max Brooks is a hack but he did this analysis well.