#This is not a callout post just hilarious to think about

[entomolog-t]

I cant believe I havent thought of this until now but those cool borrower adventurer ears??

Like a lil piece missing?

Cool? Yes.

Accurate representation? Ehhh....

Getting a chunk out of your ear at that size is not super likely.

Brawling, fighting off animals and other borrowers, squeezing through tight spaces.... Sure they could cut an ear. But ears are flexible and really hard to tear. Also is a mouse really gonna chomp down right precisely on a borrowers ear?? Likely no...

But you know what is likely???

Cauliflower ear.

For those of you who don't know, cauliflower ear is a result of an accumulation of blood in the ear shell from blunt force trauma. Basically a weird hematoma that causes permanent damage to the cartilage.

Its what you'll typically see on UFC fighters

Basically your ear will look like chewed gum.

Now imagine that on those lovely pointed borrower ears??

So yeah- your warrior borrower oc probably would have nasty lumpy ears. Thank you for listening to my Ted Talk

[luvtonique]

I wanted to address all of the controversies about me and put some explanations on them because unfortunately we live in a day and age where people just see the dirt without ever wondering how the dirt got there. They think "Man that guy never washes his car look how filthy it is" because I just fuckin went offroading 10 minutes ago but they didn't know that.

Aight let's start with numero uno, the thing I'm called the most, the big word for good ol Jay: Transphobe!

This is the one with the most hilarious backstory of them all which to this day baffles my goddamn mind.

I used to be a hated artist because I drew violent shit, I was known for Lil Miss Rarity which is a super violent comic. Naturally this lead to people saying that I was "killing children" because I was drawing violent (and sometimes pornographic) images of a children's cartoon show (My Little Pony).

So in my quick rise to stardom, I had a lot of hateful people attacking me as well, and I had fun with it. I called them out, called them stupid, etc.

Well, one of them was Dumbo. Dumbo spent 6 full months making posts about me that are still on their blog to this day. Every single time I made a post, they reblogged it or reposted it, to call me a shithead, call me an ass hole, wish I'd kill myself, etc.

One day I was doing a fundraiser to put away money for a potential emergency because my mom had hurt her spine really bad and was in the hospital. I had a goal of $300 and raised $1200.

Dumbo, of course, was saying hateful shit about me still, and said, I quote, "I hope that whore dies in the hospital lmao"

So, I looked into who Dumbo was. The Brony fandom was, at the time, all about Love and Tolerance, so I did some sleuthing and found out they were an artist on DeviantART taking full color commissions for $10. I commissioned them on my DA account, and asked them to draw Lil Miss Rarity. They and I had a very polite conversation, and since they drew the picture very quickly I tipped them 100% and told them to up their prices because their art is very good.

They thanked me, not knowing it was me (despite that it was literally my main account), and I walked away.

Then, they checked my gallery, found out it was me, and went into a rage, making a post that says, "LMFAO, Jay just begged for money and then turned around and used it to commission an artist for double their asking price, what a shithead!!"

So, I took the screencaps of all of their death threats over 6 months, compiled them all, and showed my massive Tumblr following in a huge callout post against them. In the middle, I referred to Dumbo as "he/she/it/clown" and everyone (AND I FUCKING MEAN EVERYONE) completely ignored the 6 months of death threats and how consistently polite I was to them, and sided with Dumbo in a moment that labeled me "Transphobic" for the rest of my life.

Another instance is I called Kris from Deltarune he/she, and was called transphobic for that, and got the amazing quote "That's a real-ass child and you're misgendering them deliberately," to which I replied, "That's not a real-ass child that's a fictional character you fucking retard"

NEXT UP: ABLEIST.

I grew up in Los Angeles in special ed classes and have a mentally retarded brother, I have the pass to say retard, fuck off.

NEXT UP: RACIST.

I grew up in Los Angeles with a father who called himself "N*gger Bob" (he's white) because he was a super racist who believed being asked to help take the trash out was "akin to slavery." He also beat my retarded brother half to death for having a black girlfriend.

I was in LA during the Rodney King riots, I was in LA right in the middle of the Crips and Bloods trying to kill each other and having fuckloads of gang shootouts that I overheard when I was chilling in the Ceritos (spelling) mall.

I know what racism looks like.

A white boy saying the n-word while playing Fortnite is not what racism looks like.

A white boy singing along with Busta Rhymes (hi that's me) on a livestream and casually dropping n-bombs because I'M SINGING ALONG WITH BUSTA, BITCH, is not what racism looks like. I had three black friends growing up, Davion, Julian and Smalls, and also Undrier but Undrier was retarded and I didn't consider him a friend he just followed me around and called me "Day" because he couldn't pronounce J's. But me, Smalls and Davion would stand on Davion's aunt's porch and eat zucchini cornbread and listen to Woo Haw and headbang and sing along til the fucking cows came home.

But now that I'm grown up, my upbringing apparently doesn't matter, my FUCKING SKIN COLOR DOES (you know, racist ideology!) and I'm no longer allowed to say the n-word despite having casually spent my entire childhood surrounded by black friends who were completely okay with me saying it. I grew up in the hood, motherfucker! Bellflower born n' raised, bitch! Wes' Side!

But I'm <skin color> and since <skin color> isn't allowed to <thing that's designated for only other skin color to do>, I'm racist.

NEXT UP: PEDOPHIIIIIILE

I was molested when I was 13, which thankfully didn't leave too much emotional scarring on me. Anthony Sevarino, the dude's name was, and he shoved my hand in his pants and showed me his dick during a camping trip and said he was gonna fuck me in my bed. I was so shocked by this happening that I didn't even tell my parents who were in the same motorhome literally asleep 10 feet from me.

Growing up, I always had a really emotional trigger to seeing harm come to children, I hate it. I cry and shake uncontrollably when I see children getting hurt, no matter what. It's the only thing I have I'd call a "trigger."

I saw that episode of Rugrats where Tommy cuts his finger and then he's scared to do anything anymore because he might get hurt, and that made me fucking bawl, it still does, seeing Tommy cry super fucking hard over seeing his finger bleed- holy shit it's making me teary eyed right now just typing that.

So, naturally, I don't want children to get hurt and am extremely against pedophilia, child predatory behavior, MAPs, grooming and these FUCKING PEOPLE WHO KEEP CASUALLY TALKING TO 13 YEAR OLDS ON DISCORD FOR FUCK SAKE.

"But Jay! You drew foalcon! Those fictional ponies are underaged!"

What, you mean that tag that's still extremely popular and always has been in the brony fandom?

Yeah can't imagine why I, a very popular artist in the brony fandom from 12 years ago to 10 years ago, would ever draw something so insanely high demand and so insanely popular. Can't fucking imagine.

Never mind that I haven't drawn it in 3 years, removed all my old images of it, and even announced I'm not drawing that shit anymore, I'm still losing friends when they find out I did once, because "I can't associate with a pedophile I'm sorry." (See: "I can't differentiate fiction from reality and also can't allow a person to move on from a troubled past that they had.")

Also never mind that the few crowdpleaser foalcon moments in Lil Miss Rarity were officially written out entirely (the part where Twist and Sweetie Belle kissed).

But you know what's amazing? Being part of the brony fandom and being an artist willing to draw anything meant that people would come to me and literally confess that they're in possession of the "real shit" and wanted to know if I was interested. Seven of them, seven, are in prison now because of me and my buddy "Z" contacting the FBI with their confessions and the shit they shared with me thinking that I was a "safe person" to admit that shit to.

My position in the fandom as an artist who gets to know their commissioners personally and was willing to draw that type of shit was literally fishing out real actual predators and putting them in prison, but I was still getting called a pedophile, and still get called it today. It's fuckin great man.

NEXT UP: TRANSPHOBE (PART 2)

I was trans. Shaved my hair half off, dyed it blue, called myself Jynkx, cussed out my family, moved to Ohio with a guy who wore diapers around the house (with his brother living there) and collected loli figurines, and dated a transgirl who was catfishing and manipulating me for 9 fucking years. I have a Discord server to this day with pronoun selection roles, my best friend is trans (I met her when she was cis and helped her come to the decision to transition and it has since improved her life and happiness), and almost every mod in my Discord server is trans.

The problem, of course, is that the trans activist community hates itself more than any other, which makes perfect sense if you think about it. This is a group of people who encourage hating cisgendered people, and encourage people to hate the body they're in and to transition to a "different body." It's been proven multiple sources that there are entire "Femboy Cults" (search that on YouTube) who are actively seeking out depressed people to manipulate them into starting HRT, and cutting off their family.

WELL GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?

Bridget, as you all remember her, was a manipulator who lied to me for 9 years of dating to make me depressed, hate myself, hate my family, give her thousands of dollars, and kept promising we'd meet some day while turning down every opportunity (such as conventions we were both already going to) to meet (yes, I went to conventions she was at and didn't meet her).

I was a victim of manipulation, was surrounded by horribly manipulative and narcissistic pieces of shit who warped my mind and made me believe I was depressed because I was "an egg" and needed to go get on HRT and change myself. And I almost did! I came within a hair's reach of shoving a hormone-altering drug into myself in hopes it would cure my depression, and then went "Wait a second, I'm not depressed because I'm a woman trapped in a man's body, I'm depressed because femboy-obsessed manipulative pervert rapists want me to turn myself into their fetish." I broke up with Bridget, I moved home from Ohio, I waited for my hair to stop being blue, and I became proud of myself for escaping that horrible situation and bettering myself mentally.

So how's this make me a transphobe?

I DON'T FUCKING KNOW, YOU FUCKING TELL ME YOU FUCKING INSANE BOOGEYMAN-BELIEVING ASSHOLES WHO BLAME EVERY OTHER PERSON FOR YOUR OWN INTERNAL LACK OF FUCKING SELF WORTH.

WAKE THE FUCK UP. YOU'VE BEEN MANIPULATED BY THESE FUCKING TRANS ACTIVISTS WHO ARE JUST SICK FETISHISTS WHO WANT TO TRANSFORM LONELY MEN INTO "FEMBOYS" UNDER FALSE PROMISES THAT IT WILL FIX THEIR MENTAL PROBLEMS. GET OUT WHILE YOU FUCKING CAN. I DID AND I'VE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER IN MY LIFE.

Next up: HOMOPHOBE

I draw LGD (Lesbians Getting Dicked) because I think it's hot when girls who like girls have sex with guys. I've drawn some pretty offensive pictures of it such as a pic of two lesbians being told "Pride month's over, ladies, time to be straight again" while being surrounded by hard dicks and looking scared.

Why'd I do this? Well because a lesbian friend of mine also likes that shit and we did that as an art trade.

But why do I draw it on my own sometimes? Because it's hot. It's fucking fictional porn, it's not real, it can't hurt you. I tag it LGD and only post it in servers you need accounts to see. You don't like it stop going out of your way to look at it, and if someone slams it in your face in your private "We Hate Jay" Discord server (which there are many of. I have moles who tell me.), that's not my fault y'fuckin dipshits. I properly tag and hide my stuff so only people who want to see it can see it. If someone showed you a picture of my spread asshole, you should get mad at them, not me. They're the one who SAVED IT TO THEIR COMPUTER AND SHOWED IT TO THEIR FRIENDS UNSOLICITED, YOU MORONS.

Anyway.

Next up: AN ASS HOLE.

I've spent 13 years being called all of the above names no matter how much I've catered to their activism and was even part of their activist movements directly. Fuck you.

Next up: A NAZI

Lmao.

I said on Twitter, "I hate that no matter what you say on this site, someone somewhere will get mad."

And that, without any further comment from me literally at all, turned into a massive amount of people including "Wootmaster" (Added note: I talked with Woot in private and he gave me the okay and apologized, we cool) calling me racist and a "Bootlicking Nazi." I literally did not add to it. I literally just said the opening line and left it for 3 days.

That's why I deleted my Twitter.

That's why people think I'm a Nazi.

Because I said "I hate that no matter what you say on this site, someone somewhere will get mad."

Next up: I DON'T FUCKING KNOW I BET THERE'S MORE.

You see why I make angry rant posts like this one?

Because this is how I've been treated for 13 fucking years.

I've been attacked, called names, labeled evil, told I'm phobic against the movements I was literally part of and being an activist for, had money stolen from me by perverts who got arrested for drilling a hole in the bathroom wall at a brony convention to jack off to his female roommates (he pretended to be trans and bullied them into letting him room with them in their "Safe Women's Hotel Room" and then did that shit and got arrested. But not before he stole money from me! Six thousand fucking dollars!), lived with a fucking probably actual child predator who would show me his loli figures and foalcon posters every day and try to convince me to like them and showed me his dick multiple times...

I literally was smack dab in the middle of super ultra liberal activism and trans activism for over a goddamn decade, right down to blue hair half shaved off and calling myself Jynkx.

And I come back, snap out of it, and get cussed out and called transphobic and "the reason trans people are being killed" because I don't like the flowery 1-dimensional LGBT representation in World of Warcraft and have a 9 year running best friend I went to multiple conventions with decide instantly that I'm a Nazi racist communist because I didn't disown my mother when she voted for the orange guy, and because I called one of their friends "Insane" for identifying as fae/fie and thinking they're a goddamn gaelic woodland sprite. (Btw he was my most frequent commissioner for loli shit and used to jack off while I was drawing it for him.)

You see, people.

I've spent 13 years surrounding myself with and getting personally connected with the lives of my commissioners as a brony/furry artist who was deep into LGBT and Liberal activism.

And in those 13 years I've come to realize that I surrounded myself with the most fucking disgusting and evil people on earth, who no matter how much I would shill for them and do what they asked, I would still be the label-covered punching bag whose reputation is now so utterly in the trash that literally no matter what I draw, say, or do today, I still have people on shady Discord servers n' shit calling me a fucking lolcow and a pedo and a transphobe and a Nazi and a racist and a homophobe and an ass hole.

I have learned in 13 goddamn years that you can't appease these fucking lunatic psychopaths.

And so I don't anymore.

So who am I really?

I'm an incredibly easy to talk to artist, I'm a dude, I love roleplaying and drawing pictures for people, I like writing song lyrics, I love hearing about new inventions and innovations, I love goats, I love dogs, I think cats make bad pets but I don't mind cats, I'm making a video game about an elf girl, and I want you hateful people who I've lived rent-free in the heads of for over a goddamn decade to leave me and my fanbase the fuck alone.

Love you all.

~Jay

[carlyraejepsans]

hey, you don’t have to answer this at all, I just want you to read it. I have been following you for only a few months now as I’ve only recently gotten back into the undertale fandom; but fuck that callout post. Fuck that callout post, fuck whoever’s is spreading it around and fuck whoever is harassing you for it. From what I’ve seen and heard, you are a very real and cool person, and all your analysis are banger as fuck, and it saddens me to see that people are trying to push you out of this fandom because you believe harassment is bad.

I think it’s incredibly insane how the game about being pacifist, and being kind, even when people are flawed has such a toxic fandom as this - and its not toxic because of the ships. Or the fanfics. Or the porn. Its toxic because people keep trying to push and hurt those who make such content, and it scares everyone else into a strict line and if you dare to even step a foot out by simply going “I don’t want people to be told to kill themselves”, you are the #1 enemy. This fandom is fucking scary, and I am so sorry you have become a target of it. You are in my thoughts, and I pray that this blows over relatively easy for you. <3 you are a great person and whoever thinks otherwise is a miserable, jealous wrench.

awww HAHAHA you're sweet, that's very thoughtful of you. no need for hopes and prayers, just a fucking break from it all a word of kindness was enough. I've had a few nasty anons claiming that the fandom "doesn't need someone like me" which are just hilarious. half this fandom isn't even about its source material, i promise to you I don't care what the Great Undertale Fandom needs. I make my art for myself and write my analysis for myself and my friends, and i know for a fact that they made people happy. people who were moved by it, who were pushed to think more critically about stories at my prompting, and who just plainly had a laugh. i know because they reached out to thank me for it. if I'm on here for anyone other than myself, those are the people I'm here for

this was always just a shitty little hole for an opinionated asshole, but it sure had a larger, more positive impact on the people around me than anyone currently trying to crawl up my ass. that's enough for me

[ryuichirou]

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But also some news!

First of all, I wanted to remind you that my pricelist will be updated by the end of the week, so please feel free to message me if you want to take a slot to commission me with my current prices!

Second of all, we got our twitter account back! We ended up deleting that one post that twitter didn’t like (yes, the one that doesn’t have anything explicit or any nudity on it), which obviously sucks, but at least now we can jump back to posting more or less regularly.

And now that this situation is over, I can say about the thing that honestly tickled me: the last person who wrote a callout post on me right before our acc got locked (=the person who very likely caused the massreporting in the first place) got accused of grooming a 13 y.o. and had their account terminated the very next day. What a great illustration of how the fandom climate works, right? Hilarious.

Alright, replies replies. Some about Fellow and Gidel, some about Rook, Idia, a little bit of Lilia and some miscellaneous asks.

Anonymous asked:

wait, Fellow is it a good idea for Gidel to write?? Isn't he illiterate?? (I might be wrong on the writing part, but I'm pretty sure Gidel is said to be unable to speak because he didn't get an education :(, r.i.p to the poor boy)

But look at it, Anon! He clearly writes, and like a typical doctor as well! A highly educated man!

(Yeah, Gidel doesn’t know how to write lol I am not sure if Fellow is super literate either… just like the characters they are inspired by lol)

Anonymous asked:

I want to bite Idia’s thighs but I also want to nibble Lilia’s legs courtesy of your pic of him in those delicious Playful Land tights 😩

(this is about a sketch from ko-fi)

They really are nibbleable… nibbable… one would want to nib on them. And Lilia knows that :(

Thank you <3

irregardlessly-tish asked:

Since you started posting Fellow art I said to myself "I guess I'm watching that event now so I can look at the art and think yeah, he would totally get gang banged by them" lol

Tish! You’re great as always lol I hope you enjoy it as much as we did.

Fellow is so breedable it’s insane. I can’t help it.

unofficialwheatdog asked:

I'm gonna snatch Fellow away from everyone

Like that my husband, he fluffiness mine and mine alone

Mwah mwah to Fellow I wove him and the way you draw him

he's too good for them but ruined enough for me(lol me in my possessive era)

Omg real possessive era lol I get it, he really is fluffy to the point of leaving one speechless. But please understand, these boys can’t hold back at all… :( Be kinder them, they can’t help it!

I’m glad you love how I draw him <3

Anonymous asked:

Curious, u do non con/ rape art?

Pls tag if yes, I wanna see

I do, but I also don’t remember any recent noncon piece to tag anything lol I am definitely not opposed to it, and a lot of our nsfw pieces have at least dub-con vibes. I guess that one general!Lilia/Idia piece comes to mind first! And octopus!Azul/Idia that I drew for the same zine…

Maybe it would be easier to look through my pixiv logs; all the nsfw pieces are usually closer to the end of the log.

Anonymous asked:

You know I never had interest in drawing nsfw, I started a fanart blog with the intent of just making cute/cool sfw pieces maybe some ship stuff. However I am sick and tired of watching the twst fandom affect the mental health of my friends. And I know at least one of my ships will be threatened even if they just hold hands.

So here’s my plan: if I start receiving hate I will make an announcement: if I reach a particular milestone of hate I will learn to draw nsfw. I will make them kiss harder. Harass me and I will become worse.

Fr tho I want to be the brave idiot in the hope that others won’t feel alone.

Sorry for the late reply! Anon, you are already brave lol I like your plan. Become worse to spite them! And to support everyone who is harassed. And to have fun of course.

I wish you and your friends and anyone else didn’t have to worry about being harassed because of your ships. So please, take care of yourself, but also? Fuck them; draw and post whatever you want to make yourself and your friends happier and enjoy the fandom experience that you and your friends create.

Anonymous asked:

"something's missing..." might be your shirt rook, idk tho 🤔

(this is about this drawing)

Oh no, he forgot his shirt again. And no one at Savanaclaw is brave enough to tell him.

Anonymous asked:

 I remember that Savannaclaw Rook only cut his hair with a knife, soooo, yeah. How do you think first year Rook would respond to first year Idia and vice versa?

Honestly it looks like it lol He and Lilia have something in common…

We love first year Rook with first year Idia so much, Anon, you have no idea! And Rook/Idia in general, this is one of the things that I really want to draw properly at least once. For now we only have sketches…

But to answer your question! I like to think that Rook was very intrigued by Idia right away; of course Idia isn’t a beastman, but he is not only super bright and shiny-looking (unusual! Interesting!), but also is a very rare pokemon to see. It’s very easy to picture Rook getting excited and charmed by him, maybe he even had a period of a little obsession~ But of course none of this is in any way returned by Idia; to him being suddenly surrounded by so many loud and annoying people his age is already stressful enough, but Rook is somehow worse than all of them combined. He hates everyone from Savanaclaw, but they’re usually just rude jerks, but Rook? If only he was a rude jerk…

Anonymous asked:

Chen’ya, are you flashing people on purpose? What are you gonna do if someone likes it?

(related to this post)

Knowing Che’nya, he’ll probably disappear lol Never let them guess your next move. They liked it? Too bad. They didn’t like it? Oh too bad… >:3

Sometimes he is in a flirty mood though~

Anonymous asked:

I’m surprised Lilia doesn’t also spank Idia to punish him

He really should, and his spanks wouldn’t be as murderous as Azul’s! Idia is going to receive punishment AND survive!

I can picture Lilia stopping mid-spank with the realisation though: oh right, this isn’t his kid, this is Idia…

Anonymous asked:

(tw: self-harm)

this might be a bit dark but i’m curious: do you think idia self-harms? every now and then, i see ppl draw him with SH scars. i’ve never been able to decide if it feels like him or not. punishing himself, hating himself, wanting to control this one aspect of his life bc he can’t control anything else sound like idia, but also, being too resigned, lazy, or phobic of pain also sound like idia… little nutjob he is 😒 thoughts?

This is such a good question, Anon. It’s honestly still kind of easy to imagine him doing that. He punishes himself constantly, and while I don’t think this is necessarily about control, this absolutely could be about wanting to make himself feel even worse or to distract himself from the other kind of deep pain he’s feeling. Since we’re talking about a character here, as an artist I can also add that seeing him this way could be aesthetically pleasing, there are some very good artworks with this theme.

That being said, we usually tend to think that Idia wouldn’t do that. I agree that Idia being phobic of pain sounds very like him, but also? He is very detached from the physical side of things in general, I think. He would rather torment himself mentally.

Another reason for Idia and selfharm not really working in our heads is that I don’t think Ortho would let him. He is very sensitive to changes in his health condition after all.

[unhonestlymirror]

How to recognise organized harassment on tumblr (on example from hetalia, the most normal fandom):

First of all, it often starts with "Block this person!" Often with many exclamation marks. Never "please be aware". That's not the accusing who should be responsible for your decisions to block/not block.

Secondly,

There are too many accusations at once. This one example of wording sounds hilarious. There is some recognisable pattern in such a kind of harassment: you are necessarily being accused of transphobia + racism + islamophobia/zionism. All these accusations in a 1 post at once are a red flag, you should check the information very precisely and objectively. Otherwise, you have a very high risk of participating in harassment and misinformation's spread about innocent people.

Like, I've seen callouts about tankies/vatņiki and they are VERY different from organized harassment.

Thirdly, if there is more text from the accusing than actual screens/links - that's also a red flag - you shouldn't share the post immediately. Those who harass innocent people want you to believe that if you don't share the callout post right here, right now, the world is gonna collapse. It's not. Check the information.

Fourthly,

Wtf is this. It's not even recent? You are just bored and you want to make a fuss? Red flag. I would not trust the author after this. Five sentences ago, you encouraged us to "block this person!!!" - and now you say "I'm urging y'all not to block"? Sure, grandma, let's get you to bed.

No, my dear, the only person with dangerous views trying to hide behind "valid criticism" is you. Once again, "just block this person", right after "don't block this person".

Anyway, organized harassment doesn't necessarily have a lot of profanity because assholes became a bit smarter. Organised harassment makes an accent on rather the personality of the accused than the actual deeds. Organised harassment uses the Pontius Pilate's rhetoric. Organised harassment makes it a show, a Broadway musical, "Jesus Christ Superstar", leaves the accused no opportunity to explain themself, and leaves the people no opportunity to ask the accused.

There are surprisingly many people who cooperate with each other in harassment. Organized harassment makes its authors feel like they have some power. Maybe because in real life, they are too wretched.

Even if the accused actually has weird views, such a callout post makes me too disgusted with the author to share it.

Please don’t participate in harassment. Please check the information.

P.S. Accusations of zionism? Has anyone ever tried to ask Jews what is zionism? It's like accusing of patriotism. I accuse the author of the post of anti-Semitism.

P.S.S. I think I've seen the author sharing "how hetalia characters would sing in their native language" (AI covers), but I'm too lazy to search.

[faulix]

btw, since people love lying about me on this website:

i have not known lolthia for a year like they claim. i first learned of lolthia about a month ago when i noticed their racist treatment of my friend. it was by chance we learned of their goretober list that had abuse glorification with prompts like medical/drugged torture, kidnapping, and stalking. we were able to see that lolthia had a pattern of writing yandere, murder, and other gross topics with a quick search of their blog. THAT is why i decided to say something and call them out. period

x

i find it kind of hilarious that you're claiming to have blocked me from servers and discord so you don't have proof. i wonder if you would even know my discord, yknow, the one handle i haven't changed in years. i mean, surely if you have me blocked you would be able to pull that up easy right? let's not forget the fact that you're claiming to know me personally when you cannot even get my pronouns right.

x

the funny part about this is that barely anyone who rb'ed your callout weren't even your mutuals, with a good amount of people actually adding in the notes how fed up they were with your bullshit. i am not a big enstars blog. i'm not even talking about enstars right now. i am a small blogger with less than 100 followers who ships with the only two minor characters in enstars. a majority of people who have rb'ed your callout are not big enstars bloggers. we are small time selfshippers just trying to have a fun time on tumblr dot com. the only one who is willfully taking themselves out of the fandom or even the circle of enstars selfshippers is you. you willfully create harmful content, you paint yourself as the victim, and you refuse to apologize for multiple things such as your racism and suicide baiting.

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i am nice to others because they are not winding up their victim complex to make me look like the bad guy. again, if you have legitimate proof that we were once friends: look at your blocklist (or your server blocklist) and post my handle. i dare you. but then again, you probably couldn't do that considering you don't know what the username is. i think the funniest thing about it is that you can't even be bothered to post the server name, can't even bother to explain how we met (shocker considering i've only been into enstars actively for like barely a year now), it is you saying "well this is clearly my word against his" when you can't even provide the basic proof that you and i ever knew each other. you probably DON'T want me to post the ask where you said that you had finally found me and lamented that we could even be friends now if i would take back my words and be the bigger person. but then again, you kind of admitted that yourself when you said you didn't know who made the callout and even said it could be multiple people because you didn't know, but hey, let's take back that and spin it as a long rooted hate campaign by me. x

btw, when i first made this post, i held off on posting it because i haven't received nonanon asks for this, so i was able to chalk it up to you just trying to send more anons toward me to get me painted as the villain, but since this morning i woke up to you making a callout post about me that was filled with lies and fake screenshots it's about time i speak up. you may have deleted it, but don't worry, i made sure to screenshot everything you said and put it in an imgur album to refresh your memory. right here, don't worry, i took every screenshot word for word so you can remember what you said.

i'm not going to post every single screenshot to this. i think it would be insane behavior to make this post even longer. so let me just some up my feelings:

in your fake screenshots not only did you try to blur out what my name was (probably because these are not actually talking about me, but hey, you thought you could make it work, right?) but you proceed to, once again, continuously use the wrong pronouns for me, which is kind of weird since you're claiming to have known me for a year.

let me reiterate this so you get it through you thick skull: i use he/it pronouns and have been doing so for years now. your callout and screenshots repeatedly uses the wrong pronouns for me. do not even bother claiming you didn't know or that i recently changed them as my past blog and every single friend i'm close with will testify to my pronouns, and i'm absolutely sick of you misgendering and degendering me and my identity. considering you've been sending me several asks you could have easily looked and my pronouns in both my description and pinned, but hey, that's another lie for you, right?

then you post a screenshot of a server main chat, but it's very convenient of you to 1.) not get the server name and 2.) leave out the date you sent it, yknow, the things that you could at least say we shared together. i wonder why you didn't bother to get that information if it was so important. oh wait, i do! it's because you are deliberately lying about me to paint yourself as the victim.

i'm not going to even dissect the lies you weave together because, once again, you are speaking without proof. this is not a case of "my words against his" you are deliberately spreading lies on the grounds that you think no one will fact check you, you tool. again, if i was such a danger to you that i would deliberately make several accounts to surpass your "ban", why would you not post my discord username or the "alt accounts" i made to protect others for safety? why don't you do so now? oh! it's because you don't know them and are lying through your teeth.

i did not send you an ask where i told you that you needed to change your goretober list to get rid of the necrophilia. if i did, how about you post it with my url and call me wrong. not to mention the biggest thing i called you out on was the fact that you were glorifying and romanticizing abuse with drugged torture, kidnapping, and stalking. but sure let's gloss over that part because that would make you look bad!

there is nothing out of context in what you said or did, it is in plain english, several screenshots where you demonized a selfshipper of color because "they were more popular than you", pulled several excuses out of your ass to ship with a 16 year old, and put suicide baits in the main enstars tags, oh but don't worry! in your eyes the enstars fandom deserved it! and you want to paint yourself as innocent? give me a fucking break.

and the absolute gall of you to proclaim you acted like this because of your bpd, which you're still rb'ing sad bpd posts now. the nerve of you to assume i am not neurotypical when i have been struggling with autism and adhd all my life, and my own bpd for the past 14 years since i was diagnosed. it is not an act of ableism to call you out on your disgusting behavior towards people of color and abuse victims. i don't care about your backstory. you know exactly what you are doing and say that you are "exploring dark themes". no one believes you, and no one ever will. and miss me with that "i didn't know the shipper's race" as if you did not see the commissions you were directly complaining about them that shows them as not white very obviously. but hey, what's one more lie for you?

just so you know: every single ask you have sent me i have kept. from where you pretended to be 10 different people, all from your original ask where you think we should "just talk it out" without you taking any accountability, thanking me for the callout, pretending to be anons sticking up for you, and even threatening me with fake evidence that i have been in enstars servers sending death threats. but hey, since i didn't respond to those so you could have ammunition as so you could say i'm stalking you and villainizing you, i guess the next step would be a callout!

i will never be as obsessed with you as you are with me. you are the stupidest person on this planet if you genuinely thought i would not catch wind of what you were doing, from sending me and my friends and mutuals several asks to deliberately lying about me on your own blog. you have sent me over 50 asks in 24 hours, spamming my inbox with anons, but you couldn't even bother changing your typing style. you can't be bothered to tell people to watch out for this discord user because, again, you don't even know who i am. you can spin a web of lies to cover your ass, but barely anyone sees through it, and no amount of anons you send yourself will never convince anyone, especially strangers who has seen your blog. i do not care about how you no longer can look forward to your sick goretober where you glorify the abuse that real people go through. i am a grown adult with a job, school life, friends, pets, and so much more. maybe you could be the same if you shaped up and stopped being on tumblr. touch some grass for once. no one will believe you. i will not delete your callout. you have deliberately done horrible acts and acted like you were being demonized because "the enstars fandom and selfshippers are mean and cliquey", as if people don't see right through what you post without care and how you act. either apologize for what you have willfully done or log off and deactivate. i don't care which. leave me alone, leave my friends and mutuals alone, and grow up.

btw, i figured i would also throw this in the enstars tags so people would know about your horrible act and how you have treated me and demonized me for the past two days for standing up for my friends and the people you've hurt. here's the original callout btw, just in case anyone's new here! i don't care how badly you say this affects you because, again the only person trying to demonize you is you yourself. you lie about every aspect to save your ass and i will not take it. i mean, you tagged my "callout" with enstars tags (despite the fact that i never interact with the enstars fandom and have been talking about brc for the past month) but hey! if you wanna act like a clown i'll treat you like one.

you are an absolute moron if you think 1.) anyone would believe you considering your past behavior and 2.) thought i would just lay over and start crytyping for an apology. you are 20 years old acting like a spoiled toddler who got punished for throwing toys at others. i have more resolve, a backbone, and friends that will always care for me and support me, sorry if you can't relate. fuck you

[aemiron-main]

Please Stop Posting My Analysis On Twitter And Acting Like You Came Up With It <:(

There’s someone on twitter who just constantly takes stuff from my tumblr & posts it & acts like they came up with it… like the edward stuff and the twinner stuff and the victor-owens stuff etc etc.

And it’s always like. specific stuff right after i make my posts like. I JUST made a post about this EXACT topic this morning:

And same with this post.

And this post/this post.

And this post again. (and this is what frustrates me- its not just somebody talking abt theories & forgetting to cite stuff, it’s somebody grabbing my posts, acting like they thought of them, and then saying theyre going to “win” when theyre right for a thought they didn’t even come up with).

And this post.

And this post.

And that’s not even all of them. Not even close

Like. It’s wayyyyyy too much and wayyy too identical to be a coincidence, and it’s always Right after me, there’s no way it’s a coincidence, as much as i’d love to give this person the benefit of the doubt.

Anyway, it’s just annoying to have people grab your thoughts and analysis and act like they came up with it. Like cmon twitter person!! We could chat and trade theories back and forth instead of you just grabbing my stuff and acting like you thought of it!!

I’m not even mad, just kind of disheartened and annoyed, because I put a lot of time and work into my analysis & would LOVE to talk to another fellow edward believer instead of this!!

I don’t even mean this in a “grrr people have to cite me every time they BREATHE about edward or about something I’ve said” way, but when someone’s just grabbing my posts basically right after I make them and acting like they came up with them, it is just a minor annoyance & so this isnt meant to be a Huge Scary Angry Callout Cancelling post, I’ve just included the screenshots/evidence here so that I’m being super clear about what I’m talking about/what’s frustrating. Like it’s just a little annoying to do all of this out of pure love of the show & passion for analysis & get called a delusional idiot all the time for it, just to have people try and grab it for clout on twitter.

And it’s especially frustrating when they make tweets like this (hilariously enough, the only time they mention this “someone on tumblr” (me) is when they don’t like the content, but they can’t do that for ANY of my other analyses that they’ve grabbed):

RIGHT after I was posting analyses like this one today:

Which, of COURSE, everyone is entitled to their own opinions & feelings on what analysis they personally want to read/that they agree with. I just think it’s a little bit frustrating for somebody to rip off my posts and then get annoyed and judgemental when suddenly the content I’m posting isn’t Catered To Them, despite it being analysis of the show + SA being a frequent feature in the ST narrative.

(and new update/edit to this post- they’re definitely talking about my analysis.)

This is far from the first time somebody on twitter has done this (twitter users come up with your own analyses challenge), but it’s definitely the most frequent. If this person sees this, I’m not mad at you, I’d just really love it if you wouldn’t do this anymore & we could even chat about analysis!!

I would have dm’d this person on twitter to talk in private, but because they don’t follow me, the new twitter rules mean I’d have to pay for a twitter subscription to do that.

[avionvadion]

Hi I just wanted to say that I read the second part of the Lucifer stuff (idk what to call it; a fic? one-shots? simply ideas? idk what to call it, so the general "stuff" it is lol) and I gotta say that this was my favorite part of the whole thing: "Lucifer just took in a deep breath, brought his hands up to squish his cheeks, and let out a screech before running circles around the room. Eleanora squawked, turning to watch the devil king lose his mind. “Why, why, why, whyyyyy!? Why did you tell her you had a surprise for her!?” 

“...So you couldn’t duck out?” 

He skidded to a halt, the floor squeaking against his heels, and he looked to see her grinning goofily at him, pointing at one of the many piles of rubber ducks that were in his room. “Uh-huh. I see what you did there. You think you’re hilarious, don’t’cha?” 

The pun, the mental photo of Lucifer screaming and running like around like a chicken with its head cut off, the callout for using a pun? Priceless. Love it all to death. I also had an idea for you, if you want it? I just had this thought of El, in a moment of both utter self-loathing and sheer bravery, decides to confess to Lucifer using a song. The one in particular I was thinking of? "Door" by I Don't Know How But They Found Me. Idk, I was listening to the song, and I felt it sort of fit them? Or the vibes, at least. Just the mental image of her looking at him and singing the line, "If you just tell me what you think about me, I can collect all my things from the floor" gives me goosebumps and also doe-eyes because I'm imagining Lucifer basically in shock the entire song (it's a relatively short song don't worry abt it) because he's also deep in self-loathing and doesn't understand what she sees in him because he doesn't really see it in himself. I dunno, do with the idea what you will *shrugs*

Either way, I absolutely loved this and can't wait for more, if you decide to write more for Lucifer! :3

“If I’m out of line, just show me the door; I promise you I won’t come here no more. If you just tell me what you think about me, I can collect all my things from the floor. Promise the next time you take my hand… is to show me the door.” I HAD TO LOOK THIS SONG UP AND NOW MY HEART IS IN PIECES. OOF.

IT SUITS THEM SO WELL???? El has already had a couple moments of, “Frick, was this out of line? Am I crossing the line by singing this song??? I’m just a human, he’s the devil, I probably shouldn’t be saying all this stuff but I wanna help him” which can be kinda seen in Luci’s pov whenever she hesitates before singing or resting a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

And LUCIFER HAS MADE A SHOW OF TAKING HER HAND. Hell, EL has made a show of it.

I dunno why, but the hand holding is becoming a very prominent thing between them, haha. Like when he sings to her and brings her close to dance, or when she grabs his hand to stop him from anxiously nibbling his fingers to bits and when she was singing to him to calm him down. It’s just turning into a thing.

I feel like the song might actually happen after they’re “unofficially” together??? Because El doesn’t really know what he’s thinking or how he views her. Basically a, “What are we?” Kind of moment where it’s obvious to everyone except themselves that they’re dating/have feelings for each other.

Also!! I have posted the two chapters to Ao3 so it’s technically a fic now, lol.

I’m working on the next chapter right now. We be getting El’s pov now!!! (But it’s still in third person because it started with third person and I must commit to the bit, even though it feels super weird)

Oh gods. I have this image in my head of El, like, kissing the back of Lucifer’s hand (or even just his fingers in this super gentle and sweet way) before whispering the song and trying not to cry because WHAT IF REJECTION!???? And Lucifer is just stunned silent, and when he doesn’t react or say anything she goes to pull away but he snatches her hand back and starts his own song. Whatever that is.

I have a bit of an idea for it.

“I think I love you~? A feeling I thought I couldn’t have again, lost amongst the despair. I think I want you~ in ways I doubt that you know. You helped repair~ a bond that was once nearly broken, and… I don’t think I can let you go. But if this feeling is love, I… just don’t know.”

Buuut that’s all I got so far and it might just change.

Anyways. Yee. :3 El and Luci are chaotic beans.

[widevibratobitch]

Hi! It's me, the rant anon again. I wanted to ask about two things:

1. What was the drama with opera bracket? I've only heard legends but nothing certain.

2. Who is your favourite living opera singer? And what do you think of Diana Damrau, Rolando Villazon and Dimitri Chrostovsky?

Sorry if I'm bothering you with questions. Love, S

hiiiiii anon dear <3

1. WELL. long story short: basically it was just an innocent poll contest that got a little heated and split operablr in two. some people "took it too seriously", some not seriously enough perhaps, which resulted in a wild vagueposting storm from both sides, some blocks, some frankly hilarious memes, and finally ended with a beautiful callout post (happy anniversary btw, it was exactly one year ago <3) and the most mediocre opera of all time ultimately winning.

2. now that is a complicated question since there are opera singers nowadays whom i have a lot of very indulgent fondness for even though i personally think they don't sing that well at all (some of them genuinely sing Very Badly lol). there are also some that actually sing quite well but i just cannot fucking stand them alas.

from the ones who are alive and still active, I'd say Saioa Hernandez is worth checking out, god knows she has her issues, she's been becoming more and more wobbly these last few years and just lacks the idk. grace? in her singing but damn is she loud + i don't know of any other soprano (OR mezzo for that matter) who uses her chest voice this freely and audaciously in the very old school fashion that's been steadily disappearing since about mid 20th century to the point where it's near nonexistent nowadays (and I'm a bit of a chest voice fanatic fyi). to me she's akin to Alessandro Moreschi aka the last and only castrato we actually have a (wax cylinder actually, ha!) recording of - basically, you can tell the technique and execution is not quite it, but with their singing we at least get the idea of what it Could have sounded like.

Damrau - absolute fucking wreck of a singer, im sorry but she's a disaster. i get physically tired just listening to her. totally inaudible live too. i do enjoy her totally over the top acting sometimes tho lol

Villazon is I'd say somewhat self explanatory. He completely ruined whatever voice he had and is now singing as a baritone if i recall correctly? Good technique doesn't do that to a singer. Don't hate him tho, he seems like a very sillygoofy dude and i remember him being somewhat entertaining.

Hvorostovsky, ah yes, certified operablr sexyman. He started out really, really good and kept like that for a while, went downhill from there but I do acknowledge his severe health problems. I get where people obsessed with him are coming from and I have a lot of respect for him. he just never quite did it for me, we never really vibed, sorry. Definitely a solid artist tho.

so. definitely not bothering me! quite the opposite actually! i love talking into the void about things im passionate about and sorry if i sound like a pretentious big-headed cunt, that's probably because i am just that, peace and love <3 totally seriously tho, thank you for asking!

[masterkohgaiscool]

I genuinely think it's hilarious when people put "___ DNI" in their bios or make a post about it, and then proceeds to go and harass the people they told not to interact with them, or makes public callouts of said people. Like... okay, you're sh00ting yourself in the foot atp LMFAOOO what was even the point of telling them not to interact if you're just gonna go ahead and pick on them directly or indirectly yourselves? I think you guys have serious addictions to hatred and belittlement.

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

@allvalleyskillschallenge

Prompt: Back to School Pairing: YasMoon Cheerleading AU (? Is it even an alternate universe? I think it's just canon lol)

Honey, when you hold me Pretty as your trophy, you'll see Keep me where I belong Candy on your sweet arm 'Cause you were born a dreamer And I was born to be your...

Cheerleader Screaming to the bleachers I could make 'em all believers Cheerleader Anyone can play But I will be the one to change the game

Riding on your coattail Making sure you don't fail miserably Blow smoke and I'll breathe in Bet it feels good to be king Better to be a queen, yeah And I was born to be your...

Cheerleader Screaming to the bleachers I could make 'em all believers Cheerleader Anyone can play But I will be the one to change the game

Baby, take me, I'm the best Compared to all the girls on the Internet Trust me, love, I triple checked They are all beneath you And I was born to be your...

Cheerleader Screaming to the bleachers I could make 'em all believers Cheerleader Anyone can play But I will be the one to change the game I will be the one

***

@karatecaulfield pspspsps

SO. Hilariously enough, I've wanted to do some cheerleader!YasMoon content from the jump (I mean, Moon canonically is on the cheer squad, and Yasmine is certainly popular enough to be), but then this damn song popped up on my Spotify and like??? Did my girl Luna Shadows just drop the most YasMoon song ever written??? I MEAN.

"Riding on your coattail, making sure you don't fail miserably" "Blow smoke and I'll breathe in" "Bet it feels good to be king, but better to be a queen" It's literally just S1 Moon about Yasmine??? Absolutely SCREECHING (just like these gay-ass girls did the instant they saw each other at the prom ajdhbkydfjvb)

...so after that, making something cheerleader!YasMoon related was absolutely obligatory XD

I've actually had this lil moodboard tucked away for a while, but I figured hey! With the "Back to School" prompt for allvalleyskills and it also being homecoming season and all, what better time to finally post it and do some loredumping???

Definitely think Yasmine was on the cheer team with Moon--at least for her freshman and sophomore years. I'm conflicted on whether or not she'd quit for junior year, after The Wedgie Incident. It's possible the other girls started bullying or teasing her about it to the point she just didn't want to do it anymore.

I also think she got onto the cheer squad via nepotism XD Basically her mom or older sister or some other invested family member harassed the cheer coach until they let her on the team. Tbh she's not very good at cheerleading and barely tries because she knows her family will bribe coaches to not boot her off the team XD

With that in mind, though!!! Also totally possible after Yasmine got wedgied, her family was so embarrassed that they stopped bribing the coach to let her stay on the team. It was kind of a twofold punishment for making her family look bad and a way to get Yasmine out of the spotlight so she couldn't embarrass them further.

Moon also ultimately got on the cheer squad with some nepotism-based string-pulling, but she's a natural at it! She has all the pep that any assembly could ever want XD She climbed the ranks very fast and managed to become co-captain by sophomore year. She's lined up to be captain for senior year!

During Yasmine and Moon's freshman year, there were a lot of stolen makeout sessions behind/under the bleachers, both before and after practice. They also became pros at finding spots to make "hidden makeout corners" during football games--while they weren't out on the field, obviously!

They've definitely seen But I'm A Cheerleader. They're definitely fans of But I'm A Cheerleader.

Yasmine is also continuously pissed about how the entire movie is just. The world's most on-the-nose callout of her personally. Moon thinks this is really funny.

They really love using cheer as an excuse to be like. As fucking touchy-feely as possible without arousing suspicion. Everyone needs to partner up for a little dance routine? Surprise, Yasmine and Moon paired again! Standing completely pressed up against one another in a pyramid base? Well, they have to provide a solid foundation for the flyer! Insisting on catching each other when one does a flip stunt? Well, they're the most synced on the team! It'll look the best at football games, and when they're responsible for each other's safety, they're basically guaranteed to not fuck up! They really just will not stop pushing the envelope regarding how fruity they can be before it's not just Gals Being Pals anymore. Shockingly, the cheer team is dense enough that it goes completely over everyone's heads that Yas and Moon are definitely like. Exploring each other's bodies heavily as soon as they get a little privacy.

They've also ended up on top of each other in the wake of botched practice pyramids several times. The coach still believes it's a coincidence.

Moon is a great spotter because she cares so much about everyone, and is super attentive when making sure the whole team is safe! Yasmine is usually a shitty spotter because she gets so wrapped up in and anxious about whatever Moon is doing. To the point where...she ignores the entire rest of the team XD Like Yasmine please at least 5 girls are falling to their deaths because you can't take your eyes off Moon's ass in that cheer skirt girl get it TOGETHER

Okay, that's all I got for now! I busted my ass researching cheerleading and reading first-hand accounts from ex-cheerleaders for these, please appreciate them ajksdhkufhyu

Kinda focused on red cheer uniforms here because I'm pretty sure red is canonically one of West Valley High's colors! Like correct me if I'm wrong, but I think there was a red "go mountain lions!" sign behind Miguel and Demetri in that one "that's hooker talk" scene in S1.

I DO think it's a crime against nature that we've never gotten to see Moon (or Yasmine, for that matter!) in her school cheer uniform D: BUT on the other hand I'm kinda grateful, because you just fucken KNOW the creepy conservative reddit dudebro fans would be making every gross comment under the sun if she had even MORE cute short skirts to wear :( Fetishizey straight men do not deserve Moon OR Yasmine!!! Take my girls away from them and never give them back!!! Access denied!!!

As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request!

[smaptain-smerica]

Female Reader x Rooster

Time: Post-Top gun: Maverick

Y/n Blackwood - L/n, daughter of Charlotte "Charlie" Blackwood. Y/n took a strong interest in planes from a young age. Knowing her father was an esteemed pilot drew her even further into the navy. Quickly, she became one of the best solo pilots and graduating at the top of her class at Top Gun.

Her next mission? Return to Top Gun, Face certain death, romantic interests, and finally, her thought-to-be-dead, father.

This book contains strong language and sexual content that may be sensitive readers under the age of 18

This story was originally posted on Wattpad, follow me on there for faster updates. I have published a non-binary version of this story published there for those who do not identify as female or use she/her pronouns. It will follow the exact same story line. Link to Wattpad Account Link to the Non-Binary version

Master list

Dinner and a Show

Hangman and I loaded up into the tandem plane for todays exercises. In order to take a test flight in the tandem plane yesterday, Hangman told Admiral Cyclone I wanted to sit in the back so I could take better notes and not have to focus on flying. Which apparently was a good enough reason.

So there I sat, notepad in hand and attempting to scribble down notes with hangman's flying. It was a good thing he didn't have a back seater, I couldn't take more than the hour I was trapped back there.

"Hangman it's a good thing you are a single flyer." I mentioned to him once we landed back at base.

"Why?" He asked, seeming to be fake upset by my comment.

"Look at my paper." I showed him my notebook that consisted of hardly legible words and a few dark lines across the paper where he took a hard turn.

Hangman took the paper in his hands, a slow smile spreading on his face that slowly turned into a laugh. "That's hilarious."

I rolled my eyes as we made our way to the screening room where the pilots were gathered to wait for their evaluations from me. Hangman and I both dramatically entered the room. The pilots got quiet, taking their seats and ready to give their attention to me. I took the stand at the front of the room, hangman sitting in one of the rolling computer chairs just off to the side of me.

"Great job today everybody, I have a few things I noticed about todays flyers. First up is starfire." I looked up from my notepad at the red haired green eyed woman that resembled the DC character fairly accurately.

"There were a couple of times when you hesitated on your callouts which slowed down you and your wingman. Trust yourself more. Your first answer is highly likely to be correct." She smiled at me with a nod, showing she received the message.

I looked at who was next in my notes. "Denali and haywire. You would think that you two had never flown together before. You both need to get your head out of your asses and get your egos checked."

I heard one of the boys in the front scoff and look at his friends, who in turn all chuckled. I looked at him, raising my eyebrow in question. "Something funny, lieutenant?"

This man was tall and muscular, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes with an olive skin tone. He has thin lips and high cheekbones with a pronounced jawline. He smirked at me, a mischievous and daring smirk. "Just wondering why someone who hasn't even flown her plane with us is giving us advice. I mean come on, you crashed your plane a couple of months ago it's a wonder why they made you an instructor."

This was a common occurrence in younger male pilots with a god complex. I looked over at hangman with a look of astonishment on my face. Anger was slowly bubbling up in my veins. Hangman seemed to noticed because he gestured towards the pilot with his hands. "Lay into him." He whispered.

I looked back over at the pilot. I saw the name 'Ghost' on his tag. "Ghost, if it were say, Hangman up here saying these things to you, would you even blink twice?"

"Well no," Ghost replied, "Hangman is who we've been flying against."

I walked over to the desk he was sitting at and leaned over it, coming closer to the young pilots face as I braced my arms on the table. "So why am I teaching this Top Gun class and not him?"

Ghost was silent, searching his brain for answers. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.

"Because I'm better." I continued, inching closer to the pilots face. "I'm more efficient, more accurate, I have more confirmed air combat kills. One of which, I made with that plane I crashed."

Ghost raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at the other two pilots around him. I pushed off the desk, now standing at the front of the room and addressing the rest of the pilots indirectly.

"I ran out of flares, guns and missiles and used my plane to eliminate the enemy to save myself and my wingman. I got 2nd degree burns on my back after ejection." The room went silent, you could hear a pin drop in there as everyone held their breath. I squared off my shoulders and tucked my hands behind my back. I stared directly into the deep brown eyes of the man challenging me.

"So please, second guess me and my capabilities again because I would love to have your mediocre ass thrown out of this program."

~~~

I frantically checked the time on my phone while I was finishing putting on my makeup. It was 5:57 and the dinner started at 6:30, the speech at 7. I hummed one of my favorite songs to help keep myself steady while I finished up my eyeliner. There was a knock at the door which I could only assume was Hangman.

"Come in!" I stepped out into the hallway and yelled to the front door before popping back into the bathroom. I heard the front door creak open gently.

"I'm almost ready I promise!" I called. I heard hangman laugh as his heavy footsteps proceeded by the door and into the living room.

"Take your time." He reassured me. Once I was finished with my mascara I jumped across the hallway into the bedroom where a red dress and a pair of shoes I had bought today laid. I slipped them on and looked myself in the mirror.

Red was a good color, I've never seen a woman in a red dress and not liked it. It was classy, sexy, and elegant all wrapped into one. And of course, some black heels to pull the outfit together. I had to admit, it was weird to see myself look like a woman. And not a sweaty mess in a brown scratchy suit.

I walked briskly out of the bedroom and down the hallway to the table where Bradley kept a bowl for keys. I fished out the keys to my mustang and turned to Hangman with a smile. When I looked at him his mouth was slightly agar, eyebrows raised. He looked like a deer in headlights.

"You look really nice." I complimented him on the suit he was wearing. For a last minute rental it fit him very nicely.

"You look... wow. You look amazing." Hangman finally stuttered out. I felt a blush rise to my face, hopeful that he couldn't see it because I was already wearing makeup.

"Thank you." I responded.

Hangman and I made our way out to the car where he insisted on driving despite my persistent protests. I was always nervous about other people driving my car. That car is more important to me than most people. We arrived only one minute before it hit 6:30.

Hangman opened the door for me and offered his arm to me. We walked into the venue with our arms linked. The room was beautiful. Deep, dark woods with large windows that faced the ocean on the south side. The room was filled with old men and their wives and younger adults that were around our age. I tried to stand on my toes to search for Maverick before I finally found him tucked away in the corner.

I let go of hangman's arm and started to make my way through the crowd. He lunged for my hand and grabbed it so he could trail behind me through the crowds. We finally reached Maverick, a look of relief on his face upon seeing us.

"Y/n, thank goodness." He breathed out and embraced me. "Wow you look beautiful." Maverick commented, taking a step back to look at me.

"Thank you."

"Hangman, good to see you. Thank you for coming out to help with the Top Gun class this year." Maverick held out his hand to shake with Hangman.

Hangman shook Mavericks hand and they both clasped each others elbows with smiles. "Any time, I'm happy to help."

"Are you nervous, you look nervous." I commented on Mavericks fidgety hands and shifty eyes. He sighed and looked down at his feet.

"Believe it or not I'm not the best public speaker." 

"Get a couple beers in ya, loosen up a little." Hangman chimed in. Based on mavericks reaction, it looked like he remembered something he forgot. Maverick reached into his pocket and pulled out two paper wristbands. He gestured for me to hold out my hand, which I did and he put the wristband on me.

"These will get you free drinks at the bar." Hangman and I looked at each other in excitement, immediately making our way over to the bar and jumping in line. I got just a simple red merlot and Hangman got a rum and coke.

"So, Maverick being your dad. How's that been?" Hangman asked as we found a tall table in the corner to sit down. The question caught me off guard, I almost forgot that it wasn't a secret anymore. Everybody found out when I went to the hospital.

"It's been good. It's weird going your entire adult life not knowing someone was your father but it's also felt like I've known him forever. We can just talk for hours about anything."

Hangman smiled at me, a smile that I knew to be genuine from him. "That's great. Is he the reason you stayed?"

"Mostly. I forgot how much I loved being at Top Gun so I thought I could work there until I was deployed next."

"Well, I think you're doing a great job. You handled yourself well with that asshole."

I rolled my eyes thinking of the arrogant student from earlier today. "I'm going to enjoy making him suffer."

While hangman and I were laughing, we heard a woman gasp loudly and exclaim "Oh my gosh!" I looked over and saw a middle aged woman looking right at me, dragging her husband behind her. My stomach dropped and my face fell into shock. It was the woman from the restaurant the night of Rooster and I's first date.

"What is it what's wrong?" Hangman leaned over the table and asked quietly. Before I could answer, they were there. The woman extended her arms out and hugged me. It became very clear she had one too many glasses of wine.

"I can't believe you're here!" I responded nervously, glancing over at hangman who looked utterly confused.

"I heard there was a naval pilot speaking tonight and I thought, oh what if our friends from the restaurant are here tonight. Darren thought I was crazy but here you are!"

"You're still crazy, Grace." Darren spoke with a monotoned voice and taking a drink of his beer.

"Hush now." She waved her hand back at her husband dismissively. "So where's your other half?" She asked me while looking around the room. I glanced sideways at Hangman, who seemed confused but uninterested in the conversation.

"Oh Bradley is not here right now. He got deployed out in another mission." I explained.

"Oh my goodness. It just dawned on me we don't know your names." Grace smacked her forehead dramatically in a motion of self punishment.

"So it's Bradley and.." she looked at me expectantly.

"Y/n." I responded.

"Bradley and y/n..." she looked at me expectedly again waiting for a last name.

"My last name or his?" I asked.

"Well his will become your soon won't it?" She winked at me.

"Right." I mumbled in realization of the circumstances in which we met this couple. "Bradshaw."

"Y/n Bradshaw. That sounds nice, hon."

Hangman cleared his throat loudly which caused me to look over at him. "Right, this is our mutual friend, Jake. Him and I  went to Fighter Weapons school together."

Grace held her hand out for Jake to shake. "It is lovely to meet you. I'm grace and this is my husband Darren."

"It's nice to meet you both." Hangman chuckled as he shook both their hands.

Grace leaned over to me to whisper in my ear. "Do all the men in the navy look like this?" She asked. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Only all of my friends." I joked back at her with a wink.

"Between your Fiancé and your friend here maybe I need to join the navy." She joked. This caused the entire group to laugh along.

"Well we should get going. It was great to see you again. Tell Bradley we said hi!"

"I will!" I called to them as they slowly walked away from the conversation. Once they were out of sight, I collapsed myself onto the table top dramatically.

Hangman chuckled at me. "So how do you know them?" He asked.

"I went on that date with Bradley to a restaurant and he fake proposed to me to get a free dessert and that couple ended up covering our entire bill." I explained.

Hangman raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Wow. So they think you two are engaged."

"Yep."

"And the people at the hospital?" He asked. I sighed and shrugged. "I suppose so. He said that so he wouldn't have to go home."

Normally, hangman's face read like an open book. Whatever emotion he was feeling was clearly displayed on his face. In the time I've known him, it's either been mischief or laughter. For a brief moment I could have sworn he looked upset. Sadness, disappointment, jealousy, the moment ended too quick for me to decide which.

He quickly looked down in his lap and then back up at me. "I gotta go make a phone call really quick."

His actions I thought were off and out of  character. I watched him slip out of the door and outside into the evening light. I furrowed my eyebrows together and turned around to give my attention to the front of the room, alone, ready to listen to mavericks speech.

Next Chapter

[just-antithings]

can you make sure im anonymous and also post this as a screenshot so it doesnt show up as a screenshot? if you wanna post the id you can put it as a reblog so it doesnt show up in the search results, i dont wanna censor anything

so regarding post/706853389938688001its crazy seeing that this situation has reached tumblr. there really is no tldr and right now i really dont want to link anything to the victims mentions, which is why this ask is not gonna contain any names

this is more abt the person who posted the callout. mod nba mentions they didnt write the post but they did help edit it, and she did post it on her critical(?) side blog, so they play apart in its spreading

theyre very clearly critical of everything and think everything is problematic and looking up anything sex related, and especially considering that infamous hades and dream daddy post, i (the anon) is gonna assume theyre kink-critical

essentially, it is hilarious that she's posting that while in an alternate timeline theyre posting a warning about how much of a freaks they are bc one of them does side job as a furry porn artists drawing some extreme stuff

(and i am not naming anything for their privacy and if youre curious: right now its not the time, please dont look them up for the sake of their privacy and also bc its some extreme stuff. like, i thought i was kinky but some of this stuff is.... just wow. like good for him honestly! hes very talented but just WOW)

which is why the situation is so transparent whoever wrote that callout clearly just wanted to use them as anti-gg talking points (and if anyones curious i have never seen a gg episode in my life) THEY LITERALLY LINK THEIR OWN BLOG 5 TIMES AS SOURCES, WHO DOES THAT???? 'yeah heres why dream daddy sucks, anyways someone got doxxed i guess, but back to why arin (is that his name) sucks!'

so what if my tldr: never trust people who spend a sustainable about of time telling why a piece of media sucks based on morality and not on personal taste, or tries to label everything they dislike as 'problematic'

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[lepertamar]

there is. a sort of thing that gets skirted around in delusion discourse where people don't like to acknowledge there are times where it’s not 100% clear if something is A Delusion or if it’s just someone being Wrong and giving Wrong Information. and i like......extremely understand (and am extremely biased towards) the pov that like....emphasizing that caveat in basic info posts DOES smack of concern trolling ‘what about hilary’s emails’ shit when most normies haven't even gotten to the point of internalizing ‘delusions don't work like xyz, reality checking is cruel and counterproductive' as a baseline, so going immediately to the stage of 'well there are cases where it's not so clear-cut etc' is like going to complex gender theory at someone who doesn't yet understand 'a trans woman is an amab who id's as a woman'. but idk....it's kinda disheartening to be hit continually with oversimplifications like 'delusions never hurt anyone else' with attendant harmless and obviously-delusion-caused examples (i have witnessed cases in my own circle and beyond where someone having a delusion wrote a callout post that ruined another person's life because the rumor spread beyond the callout-writer's reach by the time they retracted their accusation and apologized, and also like.....it's well-known that delusions often draw upon common cultural canards and tropes like ‘the fbi is following me’, and often go hand-in-hand with paranoia — so yes, i have experienced MULTIPLE instances of people having totally sincere delusions spreading antisemitic conspiracy theories about how the jews are controlling them! delusions aren’t restricted to ‘things that only a delusion could cause’, and definitely aren’t restricted to things that are ‘politically correct for the mental-illness friendly social justice leftist tumblr in-group’)

like, in a private instance between two people in a nice un-messy case where one of you is Clearly Not Delusional, and the other one is Clearly having a delusion, and the delusion is something that's Only affecting the delusional person, like eg they believe they are turning into an animal -- yes, reality checking there is pretty much totally unjustified and pointless harm and abuse. but actually, a-person-having-a-delusion-at-the-moment is not an entity that spawns out of the ether and then dissolves back into it after they're done testing your ability to respond properly. the person exists in the same web of communication with multiple other people that every person has, and instances of delusion is not always conveniently telegraphed as Obviously A Delusion to everyone their communication reaches, especially other delusional people! if you see someone writing dangerous misinfo online that is being engaged with and reblogged on a viral scale where people don't realize that the op is having a delusion, contradicting it IS NEEDED when the main purpose of your contradiction is aimed not at checking the delusional person but at checking their messages's impact on other people -- even if that contradiction is just as harmful to the delusional person as any other reality check might be!!

it's COMPLICATED, there are no 100% ironclad rules that make you immune to fucking up if you just follow them. information and knowledge about how psychosis and delusions work, like this post, are absolutely invaluable to know, and the more information is more widely known and respected about it by ordinary people the better/more likely it is to be recognized and responded to without harming anyone. but they cannot cannot function as something that allows you to opt out of critical thinking about each context on a case-by-case basis. there is nothing that can let you lay down your responsibility for contextual assessment by eradicating the possibility of making a mistake or causing harm. nothing. ever. at all.

[vio-starclad]

My most recent read book was written by our own @dadpat-tactual and, full disclosure, he told me that it was in a fairly unedited state and that he was working on revisions.

Now I know how I am about editing my own work, and thought that could take eons if he's anything like me, so I picked it up anyway.

I do think it's appreciable as a series of vignette sections amongst a fairly standard post-apocypse backdrop. But I must be honest to say that there's not really enough going on here. There seems to be a sequel in the works, and a prequel, but I really would have liked a tighter narrative right Here.

Spoilers and extended thoughts be ahead here:

I don't think our main character was actually ever described, nor was our villain. I'm imagining him with a hook for a hand because that's fun! We got more description for a random bartender! Our hero also has very little agency and seems to just stumble into events or be put on paths by other characters. He wants to regain his lost memories but has no good ideas on how to retrieve them and that desire hardly comes up anyway.

He's also a bit of a textbook Mary Sue or Gary Stu in this case, wherein he's great at fighting and every woman is interested in him, completely altruistic with no faults.

There was a section at the docks that, as far as this book was concerned, was inconsequential, only existing to introduce Gentle Crew. Their raid on the ship seems to be the story our author really wanted to tell.

There's also a tone issue where everything is quite serious but also constantly jokey. We got to a Lynyrd Skynyrd reference and I was like okay hell yeah let's get silly. I was full on expecting our gruff manly men to bond over country rock and break out into an impromptu karaoke session. It would have been hilarious. But no they just have a bar fight, which also doesn't serve any overall narrative purpose. Maybe someone knew who Evan was and had this fight staged to eliminate him? Just an idea.

Brother it's okay, get silly! It's an apocalypse, have fun with it! Let our heroes be larger than life. Carl scratched the surface at least. Everybody thinks Evan is a super soldier so just let him be Solid Snake-like. Let him be near superhero levels, why not?

Evan sleeps with Ellie after knowing her for like a day and later she says they're just friends and I'm over here like "WOW savage" but he doesn't react at all? Okay.

There's a scene where everyone in the market is taking shelter from a hail of bullets, including the faceless mayor. And our freedom fighter Ellie is in view of him and doesn't shoot him in the confusion? I guess she's unarmed for some reason or doesn't have a shot. Which would be fine but that needs to be stated. And later there's a plot to snipe him as he makes a speech and I'm thinking why not a Claymore pointing towards him in the podium? That makes so much sense. It doesn't have to work but somebody should have thought about it. It's safe and logical. And he's kinda made into a joke when he tickets a woman for jaywalking??? He's also out on the town by himself walking into a house with people who want him dead and they do nothing but chat with him.

It's an okay book.

This isn't a callout post; I hope it doesn't read like one. Our author is a good man this story is just half-baked as is.

[friendlylifecherry]

I posted 9,273 times in 2022

That's 6,997 more posts than 2021!

63 posts created (1%)

9,210 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@goddessofroyalty

@featherfur

@crazynekochan

@egberts

@the-irken-pony

I tagged 352 of my posts in 2022

#obey me - 200 posts

#obey me lucifer - 62 posts

#dialuci - 49 posts

#obey me diavolo - 38 posts

#danganronpa - 29 posts

#obey me shall we date - 19 posts

#obey me mammon - 15 posts

#obey me satan - 12 posts

#kiyotaka ishimaru - 11 posts

#obey me mephistopheles - 11 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#and i had to spend the whole time with my jacket wrapped around my waist because my jeggings looked like a murder scene the whole day

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hamefura AU where Maria ends up unlocking her past-life memories of being a Fortune Lover fan who just absolutely adored og!Katarina (to an unhealthy degree) and makes it a mission to make herself a Katarina route, because Katarina deserves to be with someone who genuinely cares about her, not that dirt bag Prince Geordo! If all works out, awesome! If it doesn't, well, she knows the secret route, she knows where to find a good basement

110 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

#4

You know, it's kinda weird, but even though the brothers definitely deserve to get called the fuck out about how they treat Mammon, I don't think I've seen much of Mammon getting mad at whoever was doing the callout. Both because it makes him feel bad to hurt his brothers, and also in a "fuck you, you don't know me/us, this is private family shit" kinda way. Even if it's by MC, Mammon seems like he would still be pissed at them acting like they speak for him and for hurting his brothers (even if they deserve it), like most people in pretty toxic situations when that toxic person gets called the hell out and the person stuck in it gets mad at the caller

150 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

#3

So according to Wikipedia, Melinoë was born at the mouth of the river Cocytus, where Hermes is stationed as a psychopomp just on the border of the living world and the underworld, which is just a hilarious image of a heavily pregnant Persephone taking a break over by the river when she heads into labor. None of the House of Hades is going to get there in time, thus leaving poor Hermes to play midwife in between bouts of trying to get literally anyone else to help

155 notes - Posted December 8, 2022

#2

Lucifer has just enough characters with history with him to feasibly be the main character of an otome game himself. For example:

Diavolo is the clear simp and lonely rich boy with more to him than meets the eye and a very complicated relationship with Lucifer

Simeon as the former childhood friend/first ex who would like to reconcile despite how badly the break-up went [I see them more like brothers in how monks are brothers, don't @ me]

Mephistopheles is the poncy vain jerk who resents Lucifer for past slights but has a nice side to him that he gets super embarrassed about

Solomon is the mysterious weirdo trying to prove to Lucifer that he means no harm and trying to get past all his abandonment issues.

MC is the brand new exchange student that Lucifer warms up to a lot and ends up getting super attached to, despite just how dumb they can be

And for the secret character, Michael, who is a fucking weird dude (I say this with love) and fellow former bestie trying to get close to Lucifer in secret so that Lucifer doesn't push him away again

Add in the brothers and the other characters as a supporting cast and write up some bad endings and you have yourself a good base for a dating sim!

326 notes - Posted July 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Fic idea based on this where the RAD newspaper club is going to the Mausoleum of the demon kings for some fluff piece when one gets the bright idea to head inside and do some stuff for the Demon King, pay some respect and maybe some funny pictures. So as one of the members goes in, the others record for a combination of posterity and a desperate attempt to explain it to the authorities if they get caught where they aren't supposed to be.

But as the little leader gets close to where the Demon King lies, they notice something off; the king should be in eternal sleep but he doesn't seem to be breathing. Not like they would know about how the Demon King sleeps, but it's still weird, isn't it?

Then they get close enough and there's definitely something wrong. They haven't seen the King in millennia at this point, but he has this unnatural grey-ish pallor and his body looks limp, not unlike a corpse.

The leader gets a bright idea: approach and touch the King, just to check if he's alive. This is risking getting eaten and their club members all tell them so, but still, gotta try, right?

A gentle poke, nothing.

A soft shove, nothing.

A whisper in the ear, nothing.

A semi-distant shout from an irate Mephistopheles (he must have called the other members at some point about why they went inside), nothing.

That's when the leader decides to check something; touching his chest to see if he's still alive, checking for a heartbeat. So they use their wings to fly up and reach a careful hand to push onto his chest. Only that it sinks upon their touch, like the Demon King's flesh is mattress foam instead of muscle over bone. But what their fingers sink into is the worst part.

It's a stab wound to the center of his chest, with stagnant black blood leaking out onto their hand and coating their fingers with a revolting sheen.

-----

Mephistopheles can barely tell what's going on between all of the screaming, even as he tries to get back order and get some semblance of an explanation. But then he gets the worst news that he had ever heard in his life.

The Demon King is dead, stabbed in the chest who-knows how long ago.

-----

The news is all over the Devildom within hours. It's understandable, their sovereign had been killed at some point and no one had known. The video evidence of the RAD newspaper club finding out is all over social media within minutes, and it's a mass panic for everyone that sees it. Mourning, fear, furious blaming the angels or the humans or just anyone because this can't be real, this can't be happening. The Demon King is dead, murdered.

Diavolo was the first to find out, Mephistopheles calling him in tears. It felt like the world had frozen in place, he was trapped in shock.

Not because his father was dead.

Diavolo was the one who killed him.

It's that people had found out.

371 notes - Posted June 27, 2022

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