#and reblogging would be appreciated i would like a larger sample size but only if you want to

[thatswhatsushesaid]

i know this risks opening up pandora's timeline discourse but i'm mulling it over now: did jiang yanli and qin su's time at jinlintai overlap? and if so, by how much?

i'm partly asking for Fic Reasons, and partly asking because i have my own ideas about this hypothetical overlap, and would like to know how my interpretation lines up with the broader fandom's. so:

please reblog for a larger sample size if you can, i'd appreciate it! for the record, this is in reference to the novel canon only.

[but-what-if-it-was-a-turtle]

Hey there! Lu here, and I've got a big ask, even though I literally just finished the masterpost and am going to be setting up all the blogs next. I've got a fair few ROTTMNT oc's of my own, so I was wondering if y'all would like to see them in the context of "But what if it was a turtle?"! So, for a full week while I try and get the blogs done, I'll have this poll up.

Keep in mind that this would feature oc's that I made specifically for ROTTMNT only! So, oc's that I translated into the context of ROTTMNT- such as Crystal or Noah- would not make an appearance! None of said ROTTMNT oc's have even met the turtles before this takes place, as "But what if it was a turtle?" is set approximately a year after the end of the movie, so you would see these relations develop along the way! Please ensure to vote on the option you'd like to see, and I'll announce the results at the end of the poll! Reblogs for a larger sample size are appreciated!

[spoiltizzy]

I've weathered many a fandom, and something I noticed about OFMD is that--while I've seen damn near every kink under the sun take off with the fans--there isn't a lot of feedist/weight gain/belly kink arts/fic. And I wonder if it's because OFMD already features multiple sexy fat characters, all of whom are allowed to be richly complex and human?

At first I'd thought it would be the opposite, show with multiple fat characters overflowing with belly kink fan work. But then I looked back on the fandoms I've been in, and feedism content seemed to show up more if there weren't a lot or any fat characters, and what fat characters were around were just one note and not allowed to be their own person.

Reminds me of how, in stories not featuring a lot of queer people, fans chomp at the bit to headcanon canonically cishet characters as some flavor of queer.

Like if there's *lack* of representation fans will compensate, whether it's headcanoning a straight character as gay or having a canon thin character gain a bunch of weight. But in stoires like in OFMD, there's less likelihood of fans trying to make up for a lack of rep *because* there's no lack. The rep is there and it's good.

Or maybe I'm just totally off base. I've def rambled on in your ask box, that's for sure

To be honest I don't quite relate to what you mean because to me OFMD is the only fandom I've felt like I've been a part of a community of feedists in, haha. Forgive me if you weren't saying this and I've read it wrong, but I think you're saying there's not much belly kink content for OFMD?? I often think about how I'm fascinated by the fact that, in my eyes, belly kink content took off in this fandom. Although you're right that there's not that much art out there except for my own, haha. I have seen other people draw like, fat Izzy and stuff, but mostly on commission. I don't know if I can find those links rn but I'll look around later on and maybe reblog this post.

I know I don't get a lot of interaction on this blog and my fics aren't THAT popular but between the discord server and the fact I don't have much experience with getting attention in larger fandoms but there's been a fair amount of engagement with my feedism fics in this fandom AND I've read a lot of belly fic in this fandom, it seems to me like belly kink is fairly accepted here?

There's also just a general appreciation for the softness of bodies in fic in this fandom, I tend to find. It's more common than in other fandoms for non-belly kink fic to mention soft bellies. Well, it's no Good Omens fandom, where the belly stuff is sorta almost taken as a given and it's borderline kink and goes untagged sometimes too it's so inherent to the main pairing, but the OFMD fandom certainly has an appreciation for softness of the body types of the middle-aged main pairing.

I don't know exactly what other fandoms you're referencing, maybe big fandoms that just inherently have bigger sample sizes for people of all different kinks, but OFMD seems pretty full of belly stuff to me? And a lot more of it seems really loving and comes with plot and character study than I've sometimes seen in other fandoms where there's nothing but the belly stuff in the belly content, to a point it almost seems, for lack of a better word, dehumanising? Or, lacks romance, anyway. Most of the belly stuff I encounter in OFMD is very horny but also has a sweetness to it, or like, comes along with fairly common and enticing fanfic plots, maybe even some angst, just overall a lot of heart and a lot of dimension.

You'll find the majority of feedist-themed OFMD fic under this and that search, I think. I'm sure you didn't need any help with this but I really do think there's a fair amount of it out there. I'm also friends with people who are often working on more of it at any given time.

I know what you mean about the compensation thing though. Like, I reckon when it comes to the ratio of feedist fic to normal fic, there's probably not as much in the Sherlock fandom, but there's more numerically, I think. And it's not at all a fandom you'd guess from the canon would have any belly content in it. I think it makes more sense in Supernatural because there's a lot more food and eating in the canon there, but then you've also got characters who just never seem to gain any weight, and yeah, like. That can drive people a bit nuts. I can't quite think of other examples now but feel free to let me know. Still, I don't think, when you think about the fact there's a lot less fic for OFMD overall (especially because it's existed for a lot less time!!! these other fandoms have been producing content and active for years!) then there's actually quite a bit of belly fic. There really could be more art tho tbh... I am talking to a Void here lmaooo...

[cardshcrp]

PRINT OF THE MONTH.

All proceeds from these prints will go towards food, gas, supplies to create more art, and saving as much as possible towards my legal fees for transitioning costs as soon as I’m able to get them.

WHAT YOU WILL RECEIVE:

A glossy 8x10″ print of February’s themed print on high-quality Kodak photo paper. For a look at the physical sample prints, check here - please note I’m a terrible photographer and the prints are as bright as the digital file in person.

Print will be signed - by default this will be on the front, unless you ask for it to be on the back. 

A letter of thanks and general greetings, because you are appreciated as hell.

Please note that these prints will not be available past the end of February, and that I have printed a small set number of them. They will only be here until they’re either sold out or the month ends, whichever comes first - if there happens to be surplus, I’ll figure out how to handle that later

PRICING:

$12 USD. This includes shipping for all US orders. These prints cost me about five dollars each to make, and roughly another three bucks per order go towards shipping supplies and postage, so my profit isn’t much.

I am willing to ship internationally, but because of how unpredictable postage is, for international orders I will offer only the 4x6″ size. The expense for larger sizes isn’t worth it for either of us, trust me. 

If anyone would like a reduced-size print, i.e. either a 4x6″ or 5x7″ print, please feel free to contact me about it. Those would cost $5 and $7, respectively. International surcharge for the 4x6″ is an additional $1.50.

PROCESS AND DETAILS:

Please send payment in USD to me by PayPal or through Ko-Fi at the time you place your order. If close friends would like to mail cash as a money order payment, please inquire.

Must be comfortable giving me your mailing address and a name to send to - nicknames and pen names are fine, except with international mail. I’ve had experiences before where they will return to sender if there doesn’t appear to be a proper name.

I do have a system in place in the event your commission is lost in the mail. Typically, give it 1-2 weeks (usually mostly applicable for international, but) and if you haven’t gotten it, I’ll offer you a few options. I want to make sure you get your money’s worth. So far, no mail has been lost though! 

You’re more than welcome to post what you receive if you like, I always reblog those posts onto here!

[allhallows-art]

PRIMAL - 1

So it’s been like forever since I did writing but Achievement Hunter has just made me love it again. Anyways, this is partially based off of the video game Thief but with a modern setting. Let’s hope I can do this good. Reblogs would really be appreciated but likes are also cool.

Words: 1816

Characters: Mainly from Jeremy’s perspective but Ryan will also eventually be a heavy character. Each character in each chapter will be in the tags

Warnings: just some curse words from Michael Jones

QUICK NOTE: this writing is mainly because I made a Jeremy Dooley style dnd character and since I can’t play dnd for a while (my whole team is on holiday) i’m having to use writing as a way to entertain myself. So, I apologise if this isn’t normal Jeremy. I’m trying my hardest to keep the balance between what I want and what others would like. Hope that makes any sense

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They had to forget. Forget everything they knew about the past. It was the only way to get through this war. But no one ever expected to lose their memories for real. The room was quiet. Silent almost if it wasn’t for the breathing coming for the other figures in the dark. Jeremy’s hands felt around on the floor, trying to recognise his surrounds. Cold. Cold and solid. The rough texture signalled stone and the scraping he heard as someone stood confirmed his thoughts. How he got here, he had no idea. In fact, he couldn’t remember anything before this room. Had he always been here? No, he can’t have. He held his breath for a moment, trying to figure out how many more people were in the room. He could make out two definite others near him. Squinting his eyes and letting them adjust to the dark, he could guess there were at least three others on the opposite side of the room. Suddenly, a bright light blinded Jeremy, his arm over his eyes as he pushed himself to his feet. He could hear the murmurs of annoyance, no one wanting to say anything more. Jeremy’s eyes soon adjusted, looking around the room as the others still recovered. The room was all stone, like some sort of creepy basement. A small round table sat in the middle and Jeremy could see a little card sat upon it. Before he could go over to the table, the man to his left strode over and grabbed at the card. Jeremy recognised something about the man, scanning over his harsh face and then his outfit. He seemed ordinary apart from the black and blue leather jacket that added some flare. The man’s eyebrow raised as he read the note, glancing to meet Jeremy’s gaze. “You’re that Dooley kid. The young one that got sent to fight because of some ability.” His words were factual but Jeremy was amazed he knew anything about him. “Uh, yeah. I’m that kid,” he mumbled, his head suddenly turning to the voice behind him. “Michael!” the British accent echoed loudly through the room as the slim figure quickly made his way past both Jeremy and Mr Leather, as Jeremy had named him. This British man slammed his body into a curly haired guy only slightly shorter than him, sending them both tumbling to the ground. Jeremy assumed that was Michael. “Jesus fucking Christ, Gavin. Get off me you fucking prick.” The shorter of the two was frantically pushing Gavin off himself whilst Mr Leather just sighed and shook his head. By now the two-other people in the room had stood themselves to their feet and looked to the two on the floor. Jeremy turned his attention back to Mr Leather. “What does the card say?” he pressed, pushing a hand through his lime green hair. But his words went unnoticed as a rather punk looking man approached. “Ryan, they can’t seriously be needing us again. This shit has been gone for years. How can it suddenly just reappear?” he muttered frantically, stumbling over a few of his words. The guy Jeremy saw was noticeably larger than the others, with a large red beard that allowed him to pass as a pirate if he really wanted. “Geoff, you can’t be sure that’s why we’re here. Perhaps it’s just a friendly crew meet up,” the red head spoke, trying to calm the surprisingly nervous punk. Ryan shook his head though. “There’s no way they’d dump us all back here with a new guy if it wasn’t about that.” Jeremy just looked back and forth, confused. “What on earth are any of you talking about?” he asked, started to get frustrated. Just before anyone could answer, a door behind Jeremy opened, him surprised he didn’t notice the steel door earlier. Inside stepped a tall, slim man with hair as blonde as it could be yet black eyebrows. The expression on his face was smug for a spilt second but went serious as soon as Ryan glared at him. “Ah, Crew, it’s lovely to see you all again. And I hope you made your new member feel very welcome.” His hands were held behind his back, him being dressed noticeably smarter than the rest of them. The guy was in a fucking button shirt and tie with braces for god sake. “Wipe that smile off your face, Trevor. You said that we were done. You promised us we wouldn’t haven’t to return to this hell hole,” Ryan began harshly with his words, a look of anger on his face. Fear seemed to flash across Trevor and he quickly brought his hands up in defence. “Hey, look, I may be the head of this department but I’m not the one that gave me orders to get you guys back here.” Trevor was rambling now, his voice almost shaking as if scared of Ryan’s temper. Jack gave a small sigh, stepping just in front of Ryan but behind Jeremy. “Trevor, just explain what’s going on,” he spoke calmly, trying to be the logic within this chaos. “We’ve heard reports of The Gloom being used to create sort of mutant villains. Our proof? Soldiers are dying all over the damn place but some are being found with black blood. Care to follow?” Trevor took a step out of the room and gestured for them to follow, Ryan taking the lead and walking after him down the corridor. Each of the other crew members followed quietly, Jeremy having to tag along at the back of the line. Despite being told he was now a part of this group, he was certainly feeling the lack of care the others had for him. “Some of the blood was brought back to our labs and, after a few tests, it is definitely linked to The Gloom. But it’s different this time. It seems to try and fuse with the person and not just take them over and transform them into those horrifying abominations we had to deal with last time.” “You didn’t have to deal with anything,” Ryan grumbled and Trevor nodded “Okay, I’ll give you that but whatever. None of that matters now. What this all means is that they somehow preserved The Gloom and have been improving it. It still seems to react badly to the primal stone samples we have in the labs but how on earth you can use that to fight these mutants is a mystery.” They continued walking down the tiled corridor, passing many sealed doors, until they turned a corner and came to a rusty door. The handle seemed worn down, a wooden board where a glass panel used to be. “Welcome home, boys,” Trevor said with a smile as he unlocked the door to reveal the room. It was substantial in size, big enough to fit three bunk beds along with a living area, kitchen area and even a table to seat them all. “I suggest you get a good night’s sleep and then we can start doing training checks on you tomorrow.” And with that, Trevor returned down the dimly lit corridor, leaving the six of them alone. Gavin and Michael immediately pushed their way into the room like excitedly little kids, jack, Geoff and Ryan stepping in after them. Jack settled himself on the dull brown couch, Michael and Gavin both clambering on to the top bunks of the beds. Geoff began checking the kitchen to find the cupboards and fridge stocked with food and drinks galore. Meanwhile Ryan remained stood in the doorway, Jeremy just behind him. Ryan turned and flashed the green haired boy a smile. “Welcome to The Crew, kid. I’m Ryan Haywood. Although people call me Vagabond.” He held out his hand towards Jeremy, Jeremy shaking it softly. “Come on in and I’ll give you a quick catch up.” It wasn’t long before Geoff and jack were on the couch, distracting themselves with tv, whilst Michael and Gavin spoke across the bunk beds about all the crazy things they’d done whilst apart. Ryan and Jeremy were sat at the dining table, a diet coke in front of Ryan. “So, what’s all this about?” Jeremy questioned, stirring the straw around in his glass of coke. “Well, where do I start? The five, sorry, six of us are called The Crew. We each have some sort of mutant or special ability. And there’s these things called Primal Stones. They’re neat littles that are attracted to people with powers but only come to those people at the right time. I’m going to assume you have one, even if you don’t know what it is yet.” Ryan paused, taking a sip of his drink. “these primal stones are also the only thing that can destroy the Gloom. It’s like some mutant virus thing that none of us really understand but we just fight it.” “Wait, what’s your Primal Stone?” Jeremy asked, curious. Ryan reached into his pocket of his jacket and pulled out a flat iridescent stone, turning it in his fingers. “Mine’s nothing special,” he mumbled before returning it to its pocket. “Anyways, quick bits about the guys. Gavin is weirdly smart. Like, he can be stupid most of the time but he can hack into a system in a matter of minutes. Geoff is great at deception. He plays card tricks all the time and has learnt to use his telekinesis to his advantage. A floating card trick is way cooler, trust me. Jack has super strength but a kind heart. If possible, he’s always ready to save one of us. Michael is totally useless out of the field. But, when fighting, he’s one of the best. His aim is always perfect.” He took another sip of his drink, Jeremy raising an eyebrow. “What about you?” “me? Well, I have the ability set fear in one’s mind. I can make someone so scared that they have no idea what they’re fighting for. I’m like everyone’s own personal nightmare.” Jeremy seemed a little taken aback as Ryan had been the only one to show any kindness towards him. But then his mind flashed back to his earlier interaction with Trevor and it was no longer surprising. “Well, what about you, kid? What do you have to give?” Jeremy thought for a moment before slowing raising his hand and clicking his fingers. A small flame appeared at his fingers before a puff of his breath extinguished it. Ryan smiled, impressed with this fresh meat. “We have long day tomorrow. Get some rest.” All six were soon stripping down to boxers and clambering into their bunk, Geoff taking the last top bunk whilst Jack, Ryan and Jeremy took the bottom three. It wasn’t long before Jeremy could hear the soft breathing of his sleeping roommates, him only able to stare at the bunk above him.