#and even if i have some minor criticism i always keep it to myself because the team already has enough mindless hate thrown at them

[its-ya-boi-cade]

oh my fucking God thank you

i see all these comments talking about this after the new episode, but. i would like to state for the record that stolitz isn't. toxic.

first off, the concept of a toxic and a healthy relationship are such... vague terms. when you're online, drenched in language and tight moral boundaries, trying to put a nuanced story like helluva boss's into boxes is easy to attempt and impossible to do.

a toxic relationship is one where one or both parties is maliciously affecting the other. I'm talking fetid, nasty, rude interactions where there is more hurt than love. they're unhappy more often than not when they're with their partner, there's no respect or give from the other side.

stolitz is nothing like that.

Stolas actively cares about Blitz and actually has no fear or hesitation in ADMITTING IT OUT LOUD TO OZZIE. he has been calling, texting, commenting, laughing and finding ways to spend time with Blitz. he's throwing everything he has to the wind, finding the courage to move forward with the divorce, putting everything he has into trying to keep him. he's been alone in a palace since he was born, on medication, with such less people dear to him that he remembered the circus boy who spent a day with him DECADES ago- so when blitz comes into his life and brings back in laughter and color and sex, he's holding on with everything he's got.

and blitz does care!!! he cares a LOT, the whole series we see him falling in love with stolas through SHOW NOT TELL (his expressions, his choices, his fear, his lashing out) and utterly unable to process that stolas cares about him too when talking to fizz; almost a desperate kind of denial-

cause yknow. the first time he tried to confess something to someone he really liked, he accidentally killed half the people he knew and ruined the lives of the rest?

thats gonna leave just a teensy impact on the will to express your emotions in the future, methinks.

even before that, he clearly felt like on some level that he was unworthy and he's said twice that he despises himself for the accident even though it wasn't actually his fault. being self aware doesn't stop the emotions from emotioning.

he keeps insisting its only sex so urgently to anyone who doesn't ask because he can't even imagine it being anything else. he's both disappointed and relieved when he repeats that stolas sees him as a novelty, because what else can it be?

(there's a whole other spiel of how brave both Stolas and Blitz have to be to say it out loud even when asmodeus can't afford to, considering how publically and completely beaten down both were at the club.)

(there's also another whole spiel about how frustrating it has been for ME to see all these comments over time with such bad takes based on like,, 20 min worth of info of a show that takes months to release an ep. like godDAMN have some patience?? let the story UNFOLD MAYBE? IT WAS ALWAYS GOING TO HAVE AN EXPLANATION WHY WOULD YOU CRITICIZE THINGS THAT ARENT EVEN FINISHED ESPECIALLY AN INDIE ANIMATION- i digress)

mind you, this has NOTHING to do with abuse. an abusive relationship is one where one is actively harming the other with full awareness. Stella is an abuser and their marriage is abusive.

and stolitz isn't that; it isn't even unhealthy or toxic. it's a consensual, transactional fuckbuddy relationship that slid into something more for both of them.

but!!!!! one of the main reasons for the problems that everyone looks over is-

they're in a BDSM relationship.

I can't possibly delve into dynamics without making this a 10k research paper BUT even though we've gotten only hints and costumes and dialogue- they're very clearly and undeniably in a BDSM contract. Behind the scenes of this crazy show is a whole different story, of these two delving into the most hardcore kinks out there- knifeplay, painplay, bondage.

if you've gotten into the community, if you've read a couple dozen particularly good fics by authors who know what they're talking about, hell; even if your only experience is fifty shades or 365 or whatever- you gotta know that BDSM scenes are crazy fucking emotionally heavy. there's so much that has gone down between them during their full moons that helluva can't get into!!

but you know how in so many of these popular medias and fics, the dom in the relationship is also like,, the billionaire/mafia heir/prince, etc, the one with financial and physical power? this isnt that. it has been very clearly stated that stolas is subbing, blitz is domming.

now take a moment and think about how much that fucks up the dynamics.

in stolas' eyes, blitz is a confident, dangerous individual who's an old friend and cherished memory of his, who he's trusted wholly with his safety during sex and he's lucky to have; and he has been in an abusive arranged marriage for the past eighteen Years, he's probably not going to be pushing his luck with his dom that much in the first place. plus, blitz is never cowed by him during their conversations- think back to the first phone call right after he stole the book, completely unafraid.

and for blitz, it's someone trusting him again- but it's also a royal- a blue blood who's nearly untouchable and so much more powerful- who couldn't possibly like a piece of shit like him, apart from the sex he gets out of it. he only flirts once he gets some sort of cue from Stolas; he's desperately trying to view this as only a Goetia trying to get his rocks off, despite all the evidence to the contrary, because anything else is unfathomable to him, no matter how clearly Stolas shows it, because of the ptsd.

both of them thinks the other has the power. both of them aren't expecting the other to keep shut if something's bothering them.

and there's so much conflicting messages from the other too!

stolas calls him a plaything when trying to intimidate the humans; stolas cups his face gently and asks if he's alright

blitz asks him on a date and tells him to get better soon; blitz yells that it's only sex and doesn't reply to his messages

ya see?

bring it to fizzozzie for a second now; even though they do look all good on surface, you can still see fizz's trauma and doubt in all their interactions, they're still forced to keep the relationship secret. do you see his face when Ozzie says in hyperbole that he's never leaving the house again, or when someone accuses him of being a pampered house pet or when he got sexualized in the 7th ep? whatever happened in the interim between the accident with mammon, it fucked him UP. even though oz seems to be well aware of this when he tells him not to apologise and in their general interactions, fizz still visibly has trouble separating plaything/commodity from healthy relationship.

shout the fuck out to Ozzie btw, man knows whats UP. rooting for these two so much omg.

i forgot where I was going with this point, I'll edit it when i remember. but yeah! lovely fucking relationship, but damn what angst filled issues.

anyway, to sum up- stolitz is not a toxic relationship. the relationship is stuck sludging through misunderstandings and careless microaggressions and trauma responses, but it's not unhealthy or toxic because of the simple reason that most of the current hurt comes from... a misunderstanding. stolas didn't realise blitz would need reassurance about what they were and blitz didn't see stolas as someone who could get hurt.

unecessarily calling it toxic, even online, is more impactful than people think too. almost all spindlehorse ARE on all social medias; so MANY YouTube animators i know have found jobs there; they see your words, especially since a lot don't tag posts with "anti hb" correctly to keep them out of the main tag. there are Very few queer medias made BY queer people that haven't gone through heavy corporate revisions- helluva boss is practically a historical landmark in its success. it's very very very fucking easy to forget that not ten years ago some of the only queer videos on YouTube were butter lover (one kiss at the end post credits), dirty paws and welcome to hell (subtext).

the amount of "critical talk" helluva boss gets for what it is is very unprecedented. it's a beautiful show. can't wait for the next episode.

[reignpage]

Frequently Asked Questions

When sending an ask, what are the rules?

All requests regarding smaus and fics will be sent straight to the trash or you may be blocked No exceptions You are always free to ask questions Be aware that if you send a complaint or something negative, you will be blocked I do this for free so constructive criticism isn't of interest to me And since this is the internet, you know well to scroll when you see something you don't like so making a complaint instantly makes you look like an idiot

Can I ask for a part 2?

Depends on how you ask 'Pt 2 when? or 'tag me in pt 2' won't get you anywhere with me But if you express genuine interest then of course I'd be more likely to consider making a part 2 if I haven't already decided

Why are some of your smaus not linked?

They have been archived since they were written very early on, back when I hadn’t decided to change to light mode yet. It’s possible I would rewrite them but there is no guarantee. Please do not ask me to bring them back.

When do you post?

Whenever I have time, sometimes multiples times in one day, sometimes every other day, but I'm generally known to post daily

What app do you use to make your smaus?

I don't use an app. I use my own messages and I'll send myself texts.

Will you do other characters like Ino and Shiu?

I do add Ino, Hiro and Shiu sometimes but they're special guests. It's a little difficult for me to write for them because of timing and because l don't know them well enough so I don't want people to start expecting them. They're a treat.

Can I ask you for writing advice?

Yes, of course.

Why aren't you answering my requests?

That’s cause my requests are closed. If you make a request, you risk being blocked.

Why are your requests closed?

I don't have time to take requests at all I have enough ideas of my own to not need requests I want as many of my works to come from my own brain so please don’t send suggestions either (I consider them a more subtle form of a request)

Why do you get so upset about people sending requests?

Because my requests have been closed for months and it's been made so very clear. If someone makes a request it means they haven't done their due diligence even though they should have when making a request (i.e. reading the rules and boundaries established by the creator). Either that or they have completely ignored my signposting which then makes them disrespectful and idiotic. I get requests every day. Sometimes the phrasing of the request isn't even friendly or polite. Hopefully you can imagine how tiring this gets but also how one can feel disrespected. Thus, I reserve the right to reply, if I do, as I see fit. If you don't like it, there's no one keeping you here.

Do you read your inbox?

Of course, I read all comments and messages sent to my inbox I may not reply to every nice message, but that's usually because I like to keep most of them in my inbox for me to scroll through when I'm feeling low

Do you respond to hate messages?

Not usually I've developed a skill of sensing the vibes of a message and blocking the user without reading the message so don't bother sending me paragraphs about how much you hate me It won't be read and then you've just wasted your time

How do you make the coloured fonts?

To learn more about how I make coloured fonts and gradient pictures, have a look at my aesthetics tutorial (linked in my navigation)

Do you have a tag list?

No, I don't do tagging unfortunately It’s a lot of work which I can’t afford to do right now

Will you be making dark content often?

Probably not frequently, but it’s certainly a possibility. I won’t restrain myself because of a minority of people’s own discomfort.

Will you ever write for Yuta?

No.

Where do you get your 18+ mdni dividers from?

@fic-dumpster a real goldmine. full credit to them!

[ireadwithmyears]

🥳 Congratulations to your 300 follower milestone event!

I would be happy if you would like to write something with Kix or Hunter in a romantic relationship. 😊

I stopped taking the birth controll pill 2 years ago and within a very short time I gained weight and my skincondition was going bad, even though I didn't change any of my habits. My hormones are going crazy. 😮‍💨 Things are slowly getting better. Lost weight, skincondition better, but not as good as before. It annoys and unsettles me. I need someone to show me that I'm still beautiful and doesn't love me because of my appearance.

Feel free whether you prefer this is just SFW 💕 or maybe ends up being a bit spicy 🌶

Thank you for this event and being part of this fandom. I like your works so much, thank you for sharing them with us. 🫶🏻

Beautiful Right Now

Pairing: Hunter/Fem Reader 

Word count: 3.2 K 

For my Follower event (Still open: closes February 27)

Tags/warnings: 18+ Content (minors DNI), smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, light body worship, doing it in front of a mirror, insecure reader, reader is plus sized, reader is also implied to be struggling with hormonal acne and skin changes

Summary: When you’re not the biggest fan of what you see when you look at yourself in the mirror, Hunter is there to remind you that you’re beautiful, right now and always.

Authors note: thank you so much for sending in this request. I really hope it brings you a smile or some joy. Can’t believe this is my first time writing for Hunter. He’s one of my favorites, but I also have this thing with my favourites where I convince myself that I’m not going to do them justice so I just don’t even try. So thank you for giving me the opportunity to do that.

“Stop doing that.”

Picking at your skin is bad. You know this. You have had it drilled into your head about a dozen different ways as soon as the habit started to arise, and yet...

You still can’t help but hope the annoyingly large spot of acne that’s blossomed just beneath your bottom lip will turn into soft, unblemished skin if you keep picking away at it long enough.

“You’re bleeding,” Hunter sighs, successfully pulling your hand away from your face.

Well...the fantasy you have of soft and unblemished skin, yet again, has been foiled. 

He reaches into his pocket, producing a sheet of small Band-Aids that he’s gotten into the habit of carrying, gingerly smoothing one over the spot on your chin. They used to be for Omega, to cover up the small cuts and scrapes that small, excitable children always seem to be in the habit of acquiring. It makes you feel a bit silly knowing that now he mainly keeps them around because of your stupid, and yet every time so irresistibly tempting, urge to pick at your skin until it’s raw. 

You watch him through the reflection of the mirror that you gaze into, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth, restraining himself from lecturing you about bacteria and infection...again

He knows it won’t work, you think, and that almost is enough to pull your lips upward into a knowing smirk, before you catch sight of yourself once more and your expression quickly falters. 

“There,” he says, satisfied as he steps away. “All better.”

You vaguely nod your head, not really paying attention. There you stand, in a dress that should be pretty, that your friends had assured you you looked pretty in, but now?

Now it only hugs too tightly to every single one of your curves. They are much more pronounced, you think, scrutinizing your stomach and hips with a critical expression, than they were two years ago.

It’s not fair, you think, and you stifle the instinctive and childish urge to throw up your hands or stomp one of your feet, because this is better, or at least, it should be. You haven’t been dealing with nearly as many breakouts as you had six months ago, and your curves, though still defined, had substantially evened out.

You still hated it though, and as your eyes sweep over your figure, the dress with its design of pretty flowers on it, the leg slip that you had initially thought was sexy, and the Band-Aid that now sticks out like a sore thumb on your chin, you really can’t help the way that your shoulders begin to curl inward, your hands subconsciously sliding up the material, feeling along the curve of your stomach, unable to pull your eyes away from your reflection, your expression one of resignation and reluctant acceptance.

“Here.” Hunter is at your side once more, moving around behind you as he wraps a shawl around your shoulders, fingertips delicate as he does the button at the front. “This harvest festival promises to be a warm one. But once the sun sets on Pabu, especially this time of year, a chill is quick to settle once night falls.”

“I wouldn’t want to miss the fireworks,” you say quietly, trying to summon your prior excitement for this event, because really this was your first harvest fest, and you were looking forward to all these new experiences that you would get to share with Hunter and the rest of his family.  Besides, Wrecker was heavily involved in planning, and his enthusiasm for creating the perfect fireworks display for the festivities was abundant.

Hunter is quiet. His eyes, when yours flick up to peer at his reflection over your shoulder, are searching, the concerned furrow between his eyebrows seeming to deepen as if raising them any further will somehow give him the answer to what he’s looking for as he continues to fix you with an intent stare.

His eyes trail over your form, and a soft, almost inaudible “mm” of understanding escapes his lips as he spies your hands, still interlaced protectively and stiffly held against your stomach. He steps forward until you can feel his warmth as he stands behind you, his back lightly pressing against your chest, fingers gentle but insistent as he lightly holds your chin.

“You know you look beautiful,” he says, his brown eyes wide with that same captivating mix of enchantment and longing you had glimpsed within them when the two of you first had gotten together all that time ago. “You know that, right?”

When all that gets from you is a noncommittal shrug, his frown deepens, and you can feel the soft exhale of his breath against your neck as he reaches around you, arms settling around your waist, his head dropping to rest against your shoulder. His hands, rough but warm, press against where yours are still interlaced in front of your stomach, and you can’t help but lean back against him, a low, contented noise rumbling within his chest in response.

“You know,” he says, his voice quiet, his breath whispering against your ear. “Ever since me and my brothers settled down on Pabu, we’ve all, uh, how should I put it, gained some extra padding?”

He glances down at himself, offering you a small, rueful grin, before you watch his face transform into something...vulnerable, almost fragile in its appearance, and for once he doesn’t attempt to hide it. He doesn’t reach up to distractedly fiddle with his hair or duck his face against the crook of your neck to disguise his true feelings. He just stands there letting you see it, unguarded and unmasked. This simple, open display of trust makes something inside you soften, turning your hands over to squeeze his.

“Sometimes, I think about how we would have been shamed in front of a whole squadron of clones by our trainers if they could see how we’ve lost our perfect soldier physique,” he says, and something about the tone of that statement causes you to frown, turning to face him as he holds you.

“What?” you ask, your eyes widening as your hands brush along his chest and his stomach, biting your lip in consternation. “But you look healthy, Hunter. You’re…you’re beautiful.”

“And don’t I know it,” he says with a boyish grin, giving you a playful tap on the nose as he dramatically flutters his eyelashes, causing you to giggle. “But this isn’t about me, mesh’la. This is about you.”

He turns you back around to look at yourself in the mirror, his hands brushing along your sides, moving downward until they settle at your hips, the touch both familiar and appreciative.

“My point is, you’re not the only one who’s changed in terms of your appearance, and you’re not the only one who has moments of doubt whenever you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. But...” He runs a hand through his hair, quiet for a moment before continuing. “I wish you could show yourself the same amount of grace that you so easily show me.”

A pang shoots through you at that, and you glance down for a moment, eyes yet again settling on the material of your dress and the way it clings to your skin, accentuating all the parts of your body that you worry shouldn’t be highlighted.

“But don’t you…” You look up, meeting his gaze, momentarily hesitating, not wanting to speak the long-festering insecurity into existence by saying it out loud. “Don’t you wish I looked more like the way I did before...”

You trail off, but the unspoken thought lingers like an unwanted and bitter taste in your mouth. Before changes in your medication‘s started messing with your hormones, before your skin had turned into what felt like a breeding ground for acne and breakouts, before your figure had begun to round and fill out, losing the much-coveted thin frame everyone seems to strive for.

“I think,” Hunter says slowly, and suddenly his hands are beneath the fabric of your dress, pushing it up until your hips and your stomach are exposed to him, caught in the reflection of the mirror. 

His hands are on you, slow, purposeful caresses. Fingernails raking up your thigh, following the path of a stretch mark you had grown particularly insecure about. But the drag of his nails against your skin feels both delicious and sinful, and you shiver, goosebumps rising along your arms as he slowly caresses over the curve of your stomach, eyes intently focused on yours through the reflection of the glass.

“I think that you’re beautiful right now,” he states, and it’s then that you grow keenly aware of how firmly he’s pressed himself against your back. “And I think it’s high time that you see yourself the way that I do.”

One of his hands slides downward, cupping you over the material of your panties. The slow drag of his palm over your clothed sex is maddening and you squirm, eagerly pressing your hips up against his hand in an effort to gain more friction. He watches you carry on like this for a moment, letting you work yourself up as much as the little he’s giving you will allow. But then, as you turn affronted, pleading eyes to look up at him, more than ready to shamelessly beg for more, he stops you, fingers catching on your chin and guiding your eyes back towards the direction of the mirror.

“Keep looking at yourself, or I stop,” he says, and fuck! That brisk, no nonsense sergeant tone shoots straight to your core, your thighs squeezing together despite his hand still cupping you in between your legs. Judging by the smirk that appears when you catch a glimpse of his face, he notices.

“Hunter,” you plead, and because he’s never one to truly deny you of anything, his smirk widens, and before you can say anything else, he’s pushing your panties to the side. You only have a second to react to the cool air hitting the sensitive flesh before his fingers, slow and practiced, are dragging through your folds, circling around your clit.

“Look at you,” he breathes, his voice little more than a low rasp against your ear as he mouths at your neck. “So pretty and wet for me.”

You whine, because one of his fingers has parted your lower lips, teasing and circling around your entrance but never truly giving you the satisfaction of pushing inside. His free arm holds your hips in place, preventing you from moving and he smirks, stroking two fingers against your clit once more, coating it in your arousal before pulling away entirely, leaving you shaky and wanting.

“Mm,” the soft, pleased groan falls from his lips at about the same time you let out a dissatisfied whimper, your petulant glare quickly turning into eyes filled with longing as you watch him taking his fingers between his lips, his own eyes closing as he savers the taste of you.

You barely have time to blink before you’re pushed back onto the bed behind you, your legs dangling off the edge as Hunter props pillows beneath your head and shoulders to keep you elevated enough to see yourself within the mirror. And boy, don’t you look like a sight.

Hair loose and scattered as it falls around you, your dress bunched up around your chest. Faded breakouts, the traces of acne scarring are scattered about your shoulders, and to top it all off, the Band-Aid sticks out like a sore thumb on your chin when you dare to glance up at your face. You quickly avert them once more, only to find that your eyes have glued onto Hunter like a magnet—captivated and unable to look away.

He quickly discards your panties and lets them land with a soft thump against the floor, dropping to his knees between your parted thighs. He stares up at you, his eyes darkened, guiding one of your ankles to drape over his broad shoulder, lips brushing a soft kiss against the curb of your knee.

“Aren’t we going to be late?” you ask breathlessly, suddenly aware of the rush of activity, the sound drifting up through your still open downstairs window. “W-We should...”

His lips on yours silences the last of your protest, the warm, familiar weight of his toned chest lightly pressing you back down against the pillows. He pulls away, lightly tracing the outline of your lips with his thumb, his eyes soft.

“Don’t worry about it, mesh’la. That’s fine with me.”

He takes his time to kiss his way back down your body, having long since memorized each and every spot that makes you tick. His hands, meanwhile, are just as preoccupied. Slipping beneath the material of your dress, lightly rolling a nipple between thumb and forefinger. He gives it the slightest pinch and you squeak, the soft sound of his chuckle rumbling against your skin as he takes his time lavishing your stomach with attention, soft kisses with the occasional scrape of teeth. 

It feels good, you decide, despite this part of your body usually only being reserved for deep-rooted insecurity and discomfort, as your head tips back and you watch yourself shiver. It feels so, so good, and when his knees hit the floor once more, you think, finally, finally he’ll give you what you’ve actually been wanting.

To your disappointment, he doesn’t. 

“Look at you,” he whispers, his bandana knocked askew, loose pieces of long, dark hair falling to frame his face as he gazes up at you, eyes alight with that hunger he gets whenever he’s settled between your legs like this. Usually, this look is accompanied by eager, rough hands holding your thighs apart, his mouth no less demanding of every drop of your pleasure when he lowers it to taste you.

Tonight though, it’s different. 

Soft, delicate kisses go up each of your thighs accompanied by the less gentle, but still equally reverent drag of his fingernails. He slowly parts your labia, blowing a gentle stream of air against your clit just to watch you jolt. His tongue drags a torturous path from your entrance all the way up to your clit before immediately retreating, repeating the motion until you think you might go mad.

You’re panting, hips lifting and squirming in an effort to have him closer. 

“Hunter,” you get out through gritted teeth and he smirks. 

“Keep watching yourself,” is all he says in response as he slowly presses a finger against your entrance, feeling the slight resistance as he pushes it inside. 

You groan, and all you can do is comply, tilting your head back and watching as a flush slowly blossoms along your skin, your eyes silently pleading back at you in your reflection as he takes his time working you open.

“Gods, you’re beautiful,” he breathes, offering one soft, seductive kiss to your aching clit, the gasp falling from your lips an automatic response. “Say it,” he says, his voice a rough command, as he slowly coaxes a second finger to join the first, lightly curling them inside you. “Say it back to me, mesh’la, and I’ll give you everything you want.”

“Hunter, I, fuck,” your words are cut off by a soft yelp as the flat of his tongue lightly strokes, just grazing over your clit. Your hips tilt, chasing the touch even as he pulls away.

After a rather undignified sound falls from your lips, your head tips back and you find yourself once more in the glass of the mirror. You see your flushed, eager, and trembling reflection with all of its prior imperfections but also every single nerve alight with desire, want, and need coalescing and casting you in a soft glow as you lie atop the pillows. 

You think, just for a second, that you could begin to understand what it is to look at you, and see yourself the way that Hunter has always seen you, regardless of how much you’ve changed. 

“I, I’m beautiful,” you say, your voice wavering and tremulous.

“That’s right, pretty girl,” Hunter croons, his voice husky and warm with approval. “So fuckin’ beautiful.”

And then he stops holding back as he eagerly buries his face between your thighs, his lips and tongue against your pussy working with the skilled familiarity of someone who knows how to get you exactly where you’ve been craving to go.

He steadily continues to thrust his fingers, working in tandem with the light swirls and caresses of his tongue, letting out a low, satisfied groan when he gently takes you between his lips and begins to suck.

“Hunter...Hunter, Hunter,” seems to be the only thing you have the ability to say, trying to summon more, but failing miserably because the curl of his fingers so easily presses against that spot inside you, his mouth warm and wet and so, so good that you can’t help but reach down to tangle your fingers in his hair, weaving them through long, dark strands to press him closer against you.

Not that he seems to mind in the slightest. In fact, looking down at his face, his eyes are closed with contentment, savoring the intimacy, even as he ruthlessly brings you to the edge of release. 

You don’t know how he does it, but somehow he just knows the exact moment before you get there, when you’re precariously teetering on a narrow precipice and all it takes is his eyes to open, holding eye contact with you and the firm, steady pressure of his tongue drawing circles against your clit for you to be sent hurtling, quick as a flash, right over the edge of the cliff.

Your hips lift off the bed and you arch into him, fingers none too gently twisting in his hair as you shudder, a high-pitched, gasped noise of pleasure falling from your lips as you come. 

Hunter watches, his own expression both dazed and pleased, his eyes heavy-lidded as he works you through your orgasm, feeling as your walls lightly flutter around his fingers, his own soft hum of approval escaping him in response to your evident pleasure.

Only once you’ve completely relaxed, your body softening against the pillows does he retreat, crawling back up the bed and leaning over you, lightly caging you in. He drops his forehead to gently press against yours, feeling the rise and fall of your chest, the intermingled breathing that brushes against his parted lips. He tucks a strand of hair away from your face, and in his mind, shaking and flushed with exhilaration as you are right now, you’ve never looked more tempting.

“I, I think we’re going to be more than a little bit late,” you say, your voice a breathless laugh.

You don’t make a move to get up, and Hunter grins, his eyes darkened as they hold onto yours.

“Like I said,  mesh’la,” he breathes, and you can feel the clothed outline of him, his hard cock pressing against you as he gives his hips a slow, suggestive roll.

He lowers his head, pressing his lips against yours and you gasp, shuddering with newfound excitement and desire when you catch the taste of your own arousal still present and lingering on his parted lips. He grinds against you once more, slow and wanting and letting you feel his desire, his need for you as he whispers, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

“That’s completely fine with me.”

•Thank you to @freesia-writes and @snotbuggle for these absolutely delicious dividers 🤤

•If you enjoyed this work, kindly consider dropping a reblog and/or comment. They are all very appreciated

[listentoace]

Hey, I wanted to address a couple of things.

I have been receiving several asks regarding some of my recent posts. I admit they are darker than the usual stuff. That was a decision I consciously made, because I do tend to have darker fantasies and wanted to see how they would be received. I consider most of the criticism I received to be valid points. Here are a few of them:

The whole idea of "ruining yourself"/"ruining your body" as you're gaining weight can be found fatphobic

Connecting feederism to habitual behavior, addiction, loss of control, and even brain damage can be found scary or even disturbing

Encouraging people to embrace health issues (both physical and mental) because of feederism can be found toxic

Constantly connecting feederism and weight gain with the negative side effects (sluggishness and laziness, health issues, societal judgement, etc.) can lead to the conclusion that feederism, obesity, indulgence, etc. are generally bad things

I won't try to defend myself. In fact, I completely agree with (most) criticism I received. The only kind of "criticism" I don't recognize are attacks toward me personally, but that's just reflected in a minority of the asks I receive. To all people who have sent me asks: it's great that you're sharing your opinion and thoughts, and I encourage you to keep doing so!

I think it is necessary to mention again that I don't mean anyone any harm. I am not fatphobic, and I do not mean to force any kinks upon anyone. This is just me writing and recording some horny ideas I occasionally have for those people who are into the same stuff. It is also very important to mention that in many cases, the fantasy of something can be very hot, while the reality of it could be very stressful and traumatizing. This is especially the case with more intense fantasies and kinks, e.g., being kidnapped and fattened. Everything I write takes place in "fantasy land". Nothing I post is meant as a threat, actual encouragement for dangerous behavior or self harm, or other harmful behavior. Pleae keep this in mind!

Getting back to the criticism: Yes, I like the dark stuff. I am very intrigued by the idea of feedees getting fatter for pleasure, despite all the negative consequences that can come with weight gain and obesity. I also enjoy calling people out for it, both with mild teasing and with very direct "you're damaging yourself" claims. I know that this is not everybody's cup of tea, which is why I already tag all posts with darker topics related to self-destruction, severe health issues, permanent damage and even death with "#death feederism" and "#death feedist". This is also mentioned in my pinned info post under "My Content", encouraging people to hide these tags who are not into certain content I post. However, it is quite clear that this isn't a great solution – otherwise I would not be receiving these asks.

I am very open to solving this issue together. After all, it always has been my personal ambition to write and record content for your enjoyment and pleasure. I want to make you – the readers and listeners – feel good and excited. I don't mean to scare or disturb you with my darker fantasies and kinks that don't appeal to you. Nonetheless, I do enjoy causing "holy shit, this is really bad, but it just feels so good!" pleasure and horniness.

In the past, I occasionally made use of trigger warnings at the top of my posts. If I recall correctly, I did hide the main content behind the "Keep reading" button. This was not consistent, but I am open to generally implementing this for all future posts that include sensitive subjects, such as death feederism, consensual non-consent, heavy conditioning and brain damage, or severe degradation and objectification.

However, before I do that, I first wanted to recognize the asks I received and open the conversation by addressing these issues. I encourage you to share your thoughts on this with me in the comments, asks, or my dms. Please let me know whether you think the combination of a trigger warning and a "Keep reading" button is sufficient and reasonable. I will still be tagging my posts accordingly, like I've done in the past, so filtering through hiding certain hashtags will remain an option either way.

I'm looking forward to your feedback and ideas, thank you for the criticism! :)

[leportraitducadavre]

Do you think people in the fandom would be more forgiving towards Sasuke character as a whole if we got the show from his perspective or if not that then if his thoughts are more shown?

I find myself drawn to his character because, in many ways, I see reflections of my own inclinations, albeit magnified. The tumultuous events that unfolded within his clan and the devastating actions of his brother, wiping out everyone, add a layer of complexity to his character. It's kind of intrigued me to consider that, under similar circumstances, I might make similar choices, perhaps even worse. The Narutoverse, with its deeply rooted issues like child soldiers, clan annihilation, and internal slavery within the Hyuga branch, presents a grim reality. While some characters, and even elements of the fandom, criticize and reject his actions, arguing that trauma should not be an excuse, it's hard to ignore the systemic problems within the Narutoverse itself. The pervasive cycle of suffering, with clans being wiped out and individuals enslaved, points to a broken system that breeds villains and antagonists seeking change.

In contrast to the complacency and cooperation displayed by many characters, those who rebel against the established order and strive for something different, flawed as their execution may be, at least attempt to address the root issues. The fact that they are trying to break free from the oppressive system suggests a level of agency and resistance, even if I may not fully agree with their methods. That's why I'm more forgiving towards the antagantis like Pain, Madara and especially in Sasuke case.

Reflecting on Naruto's journey and his current achievements the fundamental issues persist unchanged.

Also, sorry if this got long I ramble a lot when discussing lol. I hope you have a good day.

Hello, this took long to reply, and for that, I apologize.

I don’t think the issue is “not having Sasuke’s thoughts on display” for him to get sympathy, as we get to see firsthand the reasoning behind his actions, his background, and connections; we also get to see the atrocities committed by the system on multiple characters including those that the fandom takes as “less controversial” and which are considered victims of a bigger scale than Sasuke. I put more blame on the naturalization of state-sanctioned violence and the oppression of minority groups who are then blamed for their village’s actions as they are “savage-coded,” which turns the government’s oppression into a response to their behavior rather than an action born from their own bias. Their ultimate argument always boils down to “fighting violence with violence is not the way,” yet they fail to understand that a government built with brutality as its primary basis and as its primary tool leaves no room for negotiations, as it also implies that those oppressed continue to be oppressed until a “solution” is reached through time. They blame those discriminated against and later on massacred for their demise and not those in power who decided that committing genocide was a plausible solution to their dispute. 

The main issue with the idea that “their hearts are in the right place, but I don’t agree with the antagonist methods” also derives from this same perspective, where the discriminated must take all the consequences of the persecution they suffered and choose the “moral high ground” still to keep being “victims” and not become “victimizers.” Their categorization as innocents/savages is always based upon their response to the mass killing of their kin, minimizing the actions of those in power and diminishing the value of their critics to the system in place. 

Yet, while the naturalization of state-sanctioned violence plays a part in Sasuke’s status as a “villain” by many of his detractors, it’s not the only one, as many feel Naruto has a similar (perhaps harder) experience with the system in place as he was ostracized, yet he chose to follow Konoha’s WoF –many fans are closer to experience something similar to Naruto (an unpopular kid that was often shunned by comrades), so they feel more inclined to stand behind a character that reflects a personal experience of them, and not behind the boy who suffered genocide, a thing not many can see themselves in nor can build sympathy for as they (again) naturalized such occurrence. 

The popularization of the action genre featuring first-world soldiers invading the global south, whose focus is more on the trauma that lingers in the invader for trying to bring peace than on the indiscriminate killing of minorities, also contributes to seeing those in power as more humane or deserving of redemption than those responding violently against the intruders, because those invaded should put their trust in the “good intentions” of those abiding by the system that destroyed them in the first place.

[girlonthelasttrain]

I'm going to explain what's the personal angle against qualifications of good/bad fanfic (good/bad art), because of course there is one, I'm a receptacle of minor grievances after all.

For a long time my main goal as a fic writer was to imitate the source material as closely as I could, because to me "writing fic" meant writing more of these specific characters that I couldn't get enough of in this one specific setting. This means I've always striven to do things such as "finding what makes a character's 'voice' unique and put it on paper" and to make my prose "feel like" a show's visual style, even if that can only be a subjective approximation. I can't say I always succeeded in doing so, and certainly it helps that Star Trek, the source material I've been drawing upon for the past seven years, seems to align with what comes easy to me—heavy in stylized dialogue, a very consisted and only very occasionally experimental visual language, a sense of humor that can be mostly characterized as "awkward". In any case, readers have recognized my efforts in the way I write ("very stylistically Star Trek") so in a way I've been successful. It seems I've accomplished the goal I'd set for myself.

Yet I'm not really happy with that, or at least not any longer. I've read so much Trek fic I loved that was not at all concerned with the above, and I started looking at what I'd done thus far a bit more critically. Crucially, I became aware that the way I write isn't necessarily "good" or even common, it is in fact remarkable enough to be commented upon. Yet I'd only ever tried to write this one way! This is not inherently "bad" either (otherwise so many genre fiction powerhouses wouldn't be as well-loved as they are), it's just that I am a bit contradictory as a person in that I love comfortable routines as long as they don't feel imposed on me. So I think this longing for freedom from my own constraints started as soon as someone else pointed them out and named them for what they were ("very stylistically Star Trek" etc). This is not to say I don't appreciate that feedback! On the contrary, it was hugely helpful, I can be dense about my own habits and secret rules.

I've discovered so many other secret rules I have for myself since then, too. I became more self-conscious about them. I would like to break out of everything and do something radically different but I'm also a bit of a coward. With the rise of all this the talk about fic being in large part "bad" and how hard it is to find something decent to read, it's hard for me to see the worth in trying. If mastery only comes with practice, and this is something I strongly believe in, how can anyone get there when the results of that practice are lumped together as garbage? And that's even assuming that mastery coincides with "good" (and it might not! Maybe I only want to "tell" and not "show"—how would you feel about that?) You can totally retort "well you don't have to share your practice pieces", "If you were in a writing class your writing would be dissected and torn to shreds", "You can deal with your own insecurities on your own time and your own dime (ie, therapy)". And sure but 1) maybe I've done that already and it didn't really make a difference about my ambivalence 2) isn't it sad that you'd rather if I (or anyone else in my position) stayed home until I'm presentable enough to be admitted into polite society (ie back to writing fic you'd consider good)? Would you say the same to someone who has just started knitting and is mostly looking for some encouragement and understanding? Would you tell them to keep their unsightly practice pieces to themselves because skill issue? What is a good piece anyway? What standards are you holding them to?

(I'm sure there are people like that also among knitters, but I hope you understand what I'm saying here.)

Maybe I've not been the most proactive w/r/t encouraging experimentation and new fic writers, and what I'm going through now may be simply reaping what I sowed. I definitely have preferences as a reader, too. And I'm not naive so I don't pretend to change anyone's mind. I just want to point out that the idea of "only good fic is worthwhile" is stifling and a genuine obstacle, not just for me. Seeing this sentiment expressed publicly with very little pushback, even just to question what is meant by "good", frustrates me to no end. I'm honestly glad to see people sharing my doubts about this whole attitude.

[desmon1995]

Lin-Manuel Miranda: The Bard Who Changed the Game

I don’t think anyone, aside from maybe Sondheim, has shaped the modern musical landscape as profoundly as Lin-Manuel Miranda. Over the past two decades, his influence has become so ingrained in our cultural fabric that it’s almost easy to take him for granted. His quirks and stylistic flourishes have been memed and parodied to no end, and yet, when you step back and really see what he’s done, it’s nothing short of extraordinary.

When Lin first burst onto the scene with In the Heights, it wasn’t just a debut—it was a declaration. Today, the show might feel a little quaint compared to what followed, but back then? It was a revelation. A heartfelt story about a Latino community in Washington Heights, filled with dreams, struggles, and joy. It wasn’t West Side Story. And that was the point. It wasn’t about gangs or tragedy—it was about life and love and hope.

What a lot of people don’t know is that many powerful, very white producers wanted to twist Lin’s vision. They tried to turn In the Heights into a grittier, R-rated version of West Side Story, leaning into the stereotypes that Broadway has leaned on for decades. But Lin fought back. He fought to keep the heart of the show intact, and he won. That kind of resilience, that ability to stand up for your vision when the odds are stacked against you, is something that’s deeply inspiring—not just for creatives, but for anyone trying to make their voice heard in a world that often prefers silence.

And then came Hamilton. What more can be said about it? It wasn’t just a hit—it was a phenomenon. It’s still being discussed, dissected, and debated. But beyond the groundbreaking artistry, Hamilton proved something critical: that audiences will show up for stories led by people of color. That diversity isn’t just important—it’s lucrative. The one-two punch of In the Heights and Hamilton didn’t just shake up Broadway; it redefined what was possible.

But Lin is not without his flaws, and he’d be the first to admit it. He’s in a position most minorities never dream of—a place where success comes with impossible expectations. Everyone wants a piece of him, and if his stories don’t align with someone’s idea of what he should be creating, the backlash is swift and unforgiving. But the thing about Lin is that he keeps going. He keeps pushing forward, even when he’s not sure if he’ll stick the landing. That vulnerability, that willingness to risk failure in service of something bigger than himself, is one of the things I admire most about him.

And he doesn’t do it alone. Lin surrounds himself with brilliant collaborators like Alex Lacamoire and Eisa Davis. He knows when to extend a hand, when to ask for help, and that humility is such a rare thing to see in someone of his stature.

I’ll admit, it stings a little when I see people casually dismiss him now. Around the early 2020s, it became almost trendy to hate on Lin. Some of that is just the natural cynicism that comes with growing up—people getting embarrassed about what they used to love. Another part of it, I think, comes from how visible and liberal he is in an industry that often prioritizes polished perfection over raw humanity. But here’s the thing: Lin’s always been bucking the system. People forget that there was a time when he was an outsider, fighting to tell stories no one else wanted to tell.

For me, as a young Black kid growing up in conservative Texas, Lin’s work was life-changing. Loving show tunes wasn’t exactly “cool” where I was from. Expressing that love often meant opening myself up to ridicule, homophobic slurs, or just the quiet, constant reminder that these stories weren’t for me. But Lin changed that. He made space for kids like me to feel seen, to feel like we belonged in this art form we loved so much.

That’s why I’ll always root for him. Even if his next project doesn’t hit the same cultural high notes as Hamilton, I’ll be there. Because Lin doesn’t just make art—he makes space. He takes stories that might otherwise be overlooked and gives them the kind of polish and care they deserve.

Lin didn’t just change Broadway. He changed how so many of us see ourselves. And for that, I’ll always be grateful.

Also, Happy Birthday

[st4riel-the-w1tchling]

My Intro Post!!

Hello and welcome to my blog!! My name’s Ari, but you can call me whatever idc. I’m a girl, a minor, an Aquarius if that matters to you and I have 2 younger brothers.

I lived in Australia for lots of my childhood however moved to Spain last year. I’ve done research and while different people seem to have different definitions of the term, I identify as Hispanic as I’m quite immersed in the Spanish culture, language, etc, never plan on leaving and have been raised like a Spanish kid (my parents have wanted to live here since they were kids so they’ve been preparing us for life here since we were newborn) even though I’m genetically Australian. If you believe I don’t fit the term idc that’s your opinion but this is how I identify.

I’ve been practicing witchcraft since late 2021 and believed in the Greek gods since I was a kid (because of PJO lol). I call myself a Greek pagan witch with animist and omnist beliefs, I believe the terms Hellenism and polytheism may apply but idk enough about them to use them to describe myself.

I started working with Aphrodite 4 days into my practice cuz I’m a bit silly however I’ve gotten more consistent and comfortable with my worship over time. Now working with her is just a part of my daily life, I love all her different epithets (I think is the word) she’s just so cool. I want to start working with King Hades and Queen Persephone in the future.

I’m trying to get better at note taking cuz I often forget. This blog is for saving notes #info, #paganism, #animism and #witchcraft stuff, I’ll post stuff related to #greek mythology under its own tag if not practitioner based, all deity/entity stuff is under its own tag (eg. #aphrodite, #hermes, #odysseus, #telemachus, etc).I also post related fandom stuff here like; #hades game, #pjo, #epic the musical, etc and stuff I’m more critical of like; #anti Madeline miller, #anti lore olympus under their own tags. My posts and asks are under #stariel posts and #stariel asks, all reblogs and queued are #stariel reblogs and #q, if I add a bit of my own input to a post it goes under #stariel convos, if I’m interacting with the community/mutuals it goes under #stariel community and #fave contains well all my fav posts.

I love spirit work and when I’m more experienced I plan on working with ghosts and animal spirits though currently I’m content just talking to my plants, house, divination tools and Aphrodite. I also want to start Ancestor Work soon. I’m a big fan of baneful protection magic and glamour/love magic. I’m pretty proud of my clair senses, intuition and divination abilities, I’ve always been an empath (my definition is; good at sensing energy and emotions) so I’ve put lots of effort into improving these skills which I’m quite happy with the strength of now.

You may also see special interest junk here (I’m neurodivergent) however I’ll try keep it at a minimum and it’ll only be posted if it is related to the topics of this blog (eg. Marvel comics [that and witchy stuff are my 2 big things] and also other interests like #Hermitcraft).

I’m a nickname person, I have some of the best nicknames ever (Stariel was one and now it’s my user for everything) so now I give everyone/thing nicknames lol. Just a warning, if we become friends I’m giving you 10,000 nicknames. I’m also a yapper as you can see below, irl I’ve learned to contain and summarise my paragraphs but on tumblr I let myself go wild and add as many irrelevant details/thoughts I have so I apologise in advance for the essays.

I personally believe hugely in free speech so there’s no DNI for this blog. Everyone is welcome as long as civil discussion is maintained no blatant straw manning/mud slinging if you want to debate me or someone else here on a topic make sure to be respectful about it, thanks.

And that’s about all I have to say right now, I seriously should make intros for my other blogs. Enjoy your stay!!

[mayordeas-clone]

some thoughts on partitio and agnea's traveler stories and their ultimate contribution to the connecting plot of octopath traveler 2

i recently finished my second playthrough of octopath 2, and it was really fun because it reminded me on why this game is very special to me in spite of its flaws, as well as give me new reasons to appreciate it and its efforts to better connect all eight traveler stories to a grander plot than the first octopath game.

when i first played octopath 2, i thought agnea's story was pretty disappointing since it was the one that connected the least to the big bads behind the game's final chapter and was very low-stakes and lighthearted. however, after reading some folks' opinions on the game + reexperiencing the whole package for myself, i've softened up to her a bit and really appreciate the role she plays in the story, even if it might not be to the same level as the other travelers. (i'm also lumping partitio into this even though his connections are a little tighter + he's not as talked about regarding this issue since i feel like he and agnea's stories have similar ideas and tone)

this was originally apart of a grand infodump on the game i made after finishing the epilogue that i wanted to isolate into its own post!

some spoilers abound, up to the very end of octopath traveler 2 (with some mentions of stuff revealed in octopath traveler 1's endgame)

so the final chapter of octopath traveler 2 pretty much ties key characters and events together through the moonshade order, whose members were involved in all eight characters' stories in order to enact their plan to bring about eternal night. a common criticism of agnea's story is that her connections to this overarching scheme are pretty loose.

each traveler has a major member of the moonshade order involved in some way or another. temenos was acquainted with mindt, who turned out to be arcanette, the current leader and mastermind behind it all. castti's colleague trousseau was involved in the cult's activities as well, utilizing the shadow to spread pestilence after being corrupted by their teachings.

in agnea's case, her connection to this order is tanzy, who is a very minor character all things considered in her story. she was a member of giselle's traveling troupe, and she often mentions a "goddess" in most of her dialogue (who we later find out was referring to arcanette, who manipulated her into the order's cause). what gets to a lot of people is that agnea, upon finding out about tanzy's fate during the final chapter (that she was used and sacrificed by arcanette in order to further the moonshade order's ambitions), has zero reaction or comment about it. not even giselle, coda, and rico, the only other people that have actually met and interacted with tanzy, have anything to say about tanzy's noticable absence during the reunion during the epilogue, making tanzy as agnea's link to the moonshade order feel strange, especially compared to other members who had a slightly more active role in the other travelers' stories.

since i'm also talking about partitio, i might as well explain his connection as well: his story's moonshade order member is ori, a scrivener that always seems to appear out of nowhere. we learn in the final chapter that she was actually keeping tabs on a bunch of the other travelers (even appearing at osvald's trial at the beginning of his story) to gather information for the moonshade order. ori was a pretty important character, but her involvement with partitio's story is that she was Always There (that's the best i can put it), and partitio was sort of doing his own thing.

he and agnea's stories are the only ones to make no mention of The Shadow or any of d'arquest's shenanigans, and they're also a lot more lighthearted in tone, so they might feel a bit out of place when trying to connect them to the other travelers' stories and how they connect to the overarching plot. does that mean they served no purpose? not so! i think they’re relevant in their own way.

partitio and agnea’s story are about hope and forging a future that’s worth fighting and living for. partitio is all about bringing about prosperity to all and seeks to overcome the gigantic task of buying the rights to the steam engine so he can freely distribute it for the better. his resolve to help others is precisely what gets ori to doubt her nihilistic worldview instilled in her by the moonshade order, and it's what keeps her alive when she attempts to sacrifice herself at the fellsun ruins. ori states in her journal that she believes people, businessmen like partitio, are all destined to fall into the pitfall of greed that makes people suffer, much like how roque brilliante turned out, yet partitio’s compassion changes her mind. it’s really cool, even if it’s a detail buried among a sea of other stuff you have to read to piece everything together. (love the final chapter and its plot revelations, but yeah it's sort of disappointing that a lot of information is obtained through reading ori's journal rather than any kind of interaction between all of the members, but alas)

agnea on the surface has a really lighthearted story that doesn’t really have a natural place to mention the death cult lurking in the shadows of everyone’s story or the supernatural magic that will be used to bring about eternal night (see again, tanzy’s very minor presence compared to other moonshade order members). i thought the same at first after my first playthrough. HOWEVER! her story, more than anyone else’s, IS about hope, the main theme of the game. her final battle theme + the thing she works on her whole story is uniquely called the ‘song of hope’. she’s the only traveler to not have a version of the final battle theme; rather than being an epic clash between her greatest foe, it's a triumphant, uplifting song that she debuts in her "battle" with dolcinea ('song of hope' is such an amazing song too, perhaps my favorite in the ost). her journey involves inspiring others to keep moving forward in the face of adversity, such as motivating gill to pursue his ambitions as a musician or giselle to overcome her doubts or giving laila a reason to keep living and dancing despite her circumstances. it only makes sense then that she is the one to give the final speech that properly ends the story of the game, as it’s her journey that fully encapsulates that theme of hope for the future. it was the very thing the main villains thought there was none left in the world, that nihilism that made them want to put the world out of its misery by bringing about an endless night since the dawn was not worth fighting for.

agnea feels like the true protagonist of the game in my opinion, even if her story feels the least related to The Big Bads.

she’s not here to fight, she’s here to inspire, ya know!!! AAAAA

(if i ever play octopath 2 for the third time, ill definitely be picking her as my starter~)

(the reason why i’m kinda up on my soapbox defending my girl is bc i saw a gamefaqs thread of someone explaining this significance agnea’s story has to the main plot and themes and everyone dismissing it as a dumb, stretchy non-answer. YOU GAMERS KNOW NOTHING!!! /lh)

anyway, as far as lighthearted stories w a sort of vague goal go in octopath traveler, agnea’s heavily tying back to the main theme of the game makes it stronger than someone’s like tressa or alfyn’s since they kind of had their own plots that didn’t really relate back to anyone else’s. their only connection to everyone else’s stories were through their connections with graham crossford, which is PRETTY COOL!! but he was long dead/transformed into redeye before the events of the game and tressa and alfyn sorta do their own thing after he indirectly inspired them to go traveling. it just feels more vague i guess?

~

apologies this is really rambly. again, i lifted this from an infodump i wrote on the fly, so i was not really essay-brained, but i hope my point comes across adequately?

all the same, i just have a big appreciation and love for this game. i'm proud to call it my favorite video game, and though it has its problems, it's very special to me and i like talking about it. hopefully i got that across to any reader on this here post, and maybe it inspires a new appreciation for agnea's story and its place in octopath traveler 2 :)

[rowrowknowa]

guidelines

---General Rules

✮ this blog contains some NSFW content; i'll always try my best to tag all warnings appropriately

✮ MDNI, non-negotiable. i won't interact with ageless or take requests from ageless blogs. don't follow me, don't send asks, stay outta grown folks business!! ✮ i don't take requests for minors (obviously), even SFW asks if they're romantic in nature

✮ black bi, i dont tolerate any type of racism, colorism, ableism, fatphobia, zionism, homo/queer/transphobia -- i want a space of inclusiveness and i will check you

✮ i currently am taking requests! but to keep it real theres no guarantees so dont be offended if i dont do yours

✮ i take spoilers VERY seriously and VERY personally for myself and others im so serious so please pay attention to where i am in a given work (anime only) and try not to give anything away pls (if ur not sure ask)

---General Writing

✮ what i write for at any given moment will depend on what my current fixation is

✮ ill always write for one piece (anime and live action). currently taking requests for FE3H and JJK as well - if you have a request for me to write for something outside of these feel free to suggest

✮ im a reader insert lover im so sorry so majority of my works will be in the second person. only rarely will i have an OC and thats likely for longer works

✮ all works will likely default to member x cis f!reader because thats the POV im most familiar with (i.e. i tend to write myself as a placeholder), but don't take that to mean i won't write any other reader inserts. i'm open to writing with a reader insert of any gender / any genitalia so please request it! and leave feedback and critique so i can improve on writing in those POV

---NSFW writing

✮ i dont do scat, (watersports is a maybe...if you're convincing enough), dont do abo, dont do raceplay, dont do ageplay, no extremely dark content/kinks/themes, dont do gore, not a fan of "daddy"

✮ a separate bullet because this one is important bc its popular: i won't do size kinks that center/elevate petite/skinny frames. ive seen so many works that write them in a way thats bigger/taller/larger body exclusive and bordering fatphobic/heightist.. i dont want people who are already marginalized to feel even further marginalized. if you wanna read that go find another work.

✮ i do write for a variety of kinks. the inclusion/exclusion criteria here isnt exhaustive if you're not sure, ask.

✮ i don't write characterxcharacter usually but im a slut for a good threesome with it peppered in. i won't write a poly relationship mostly because i know my strengths and weaknesses and i promise you wont want to read my attempt at that

---Requests!

✮ requests are welcome!

✮ headcanons, A-Z, MTLs, reactions, and scenarios are more likely to be fulfilled because they're less intensive to me, fun and quick!

✮ when sending an ask, please be specific! give mama (me) something to work with. feel free to try and make it interesting, give me ideas to bounce off of, send your thoughts/fantasies/etc

✮ i will take one shot requests but the longer, more complex it is the longer it'll take/lower chance it is i'll do it if it's not speaking to me

✮ i'm my own biggest critic so if i feel like i don't like what i write i won't post it

✮ i do work a full time big girl job so be patient and don't be offended if i don't get to your ask

[ladyhindsight]

been reading about your latest thoughts about cc's way of writing jace and julian and my humble opinion on this is that she seems too afraid of fandom's thoughts and opinions to create something different or even write in a more impactful and mature way. i won't say she can't write because this isn't true, but most of her writing reads like fanfiction. i write myself and i swear, everytime i read her books i can see the potential, the plots and characters she could give us, but it's like she confined herself into a box and i'm here screaming: you could do so much better!!!! don't be a coward!!! but then again .. i see the fandom (on twitter in particular) and i can sense her fears. it's like she's writing to appeal to the teenage girls instead of writing something with nuance, something complex, because her fandom might not comprehend a text more subtle. i've seen this with suzanne collins unfortunately .. she wrote a really good book, ballad of the songbird etc, and her fandom ripped it to shreds because “i couldn't care less about the villain” so she reverted to a more simple book where everything was so on the nose you couldn't missed it. going back to the julian and jace discourse, i think she does that kind of sexualising writing because 1 she is in love with her characters herself 2 she wants her audience to be also in love with them. and sometimes .. it's so overdone you begin to hate some of the characters (i'll say it: clary, mostly because she's full of misoginy and annoying but clare wants us to love her so bad i believe she wrote thule just to spite clary's haters). will she ever step outside of her box? unfortunately i can't see it .. she has found a formula that sells and she will probably sticks to it till the end of time (ugh)

Interesting perspective, since I’ve always regarded Clare being content with her position. She, by now and has been a long time, is a popular and established author with a solid readership and fan base. Though I'm not saying you're wrong, per se, because I’ve noted similar sentiment with some contemporary authors as well. I don't know Clare personally to draw any general, airtight conclusions, but her behavior and way of handling criticism has definitely influenced my own perception of her.

In 2000s fanfic circles, especially those in which Clare was influential, there was a clear formation of cliques. There was an inner circle whose members were in a more influential position, and then there were their admirers (and the content they produced), roughly speaking. Not to mention the misogynistic attitudes, I think this same fandom mindset carries over very far into all of her TSC books: There is a group, the main character clique, which is observed and admired by other nameless and faceless characters. Well, they sometimes may have names and faces.

Which also brings us to the importance of external validation, how voyeurism is utilized to validate relationships and connections between characters, how minor characters glorify and admire the main characters of the series—how they are used to artificially create the impression of being popular. There is always—at least a trace of if anything—some type of hierarchy going on, and Clare’s attempts at keeping certain characters above others is obvious. And most importantly, this position is always accompanied by desire to be wanted and envied.

Some of the details are very similar to fandom thinking. Clare's humorous tidbits about characters' preferences or traits are very typical of that fandom era in style and substance.

When it comes to facing criticism, the most obvious and ridiculous way Clare does it is personified by Zara Dearborn (and Thule, as you also said). Not to mention reblogging the post someone passive aggressively wrote defending her carbon-copies-different-fonts characters and tooting her own horn for her. Then again, I’ve said before that I think she wants to fill certain quota, participate in currents trends and topics in spite whether they translate well into the Shadowhunter world or not, but that I’ve also regarded as popularity aspect and Clare seeking praise rather than fearing the response from the readers.

Once again, the ingredients for some great stuff are there, but she’s never been the kind of author able to utilize them. What most underscored her inability (even unwillingness?) to develop as a writer was when I read City of Fallen Angels and Chain of Gold at the same time and they were both still bad for the same reasons. Like you said, she definitely has found a selling formula and is sticking to it for all eternity it seems. I haven’t made any significant progress beyond the beginning of Sword Catcher because the map looks atrocious, daylight doesn’t work right, that one guy keeps constantly frowning, “clearly” keeps happening, the writing keeps vomiting exposition, and Clare forgot how to spell one woman’s name immediately (Jenofa → Jenova, lol)

[8bitsupervillain]

Higurashi When They Cry Hou in 2009 Ch. 8 Matsuribayashi pt. 100

A while ago I played this game called Dokapon Kingdom: Connect. It's a fantasy RPG mixed with a board game, it is a surprisingly tense and extremely frustrating game to play. The computer is such a cheater it's astonishing. After creating my character the game generated three other players for the game. So there was me, Steve, the third character who's name I forgot, and: Rika. Even in other games Rika would show up to menace me! Except Dokapon Rika is a blond girl, so I decided that what happened is that Satoko got isekai'd into Dokapon, and she remembered the name Rika and took it as hers. It works because Dokapon Rika is a rogue character. Anyway it amused me.

Is it worth pointing out that in all of the earlier chapters barring Minagoroshi during the 1983 Watanagashi she always uses Tomitake to break into the Furude storehouse? One of my beloved commenters @neon-z mentioned that the occult fascination that Takano had is all but removed in this chapter. I wanted to bring it up because of this “she needs him to criticize her” thought. It never occurs, she had Tomitake help break into the storehouse, and then kills him later that night. So I suppose you could read it as he did criticize her, but she can’t handle criticism, and that’s why she kills him.

Anyway, jumping far, far ahead in the story:

Reading this again, I became highly amused by the idea that Rika’s down for the count here because Akasaka just roundhouse kicked her into oblivion.

I’m sure I’m just repeating myself, but Rika’s meeps were originally her mi-*s.

Remember when everyone was into Krav Maga? Anyone else remember the 2000s?

I haven’t done any research into it, but I wonder if the same people who originally translated Higurashi are still with MangaGamers or if the re-release got new translators? Also this particular stretch of the readthrough is a combo breaker. It’s the only one that doesn’t have screenshots of Rika complaining about her flat chest.

For some reason I had accepted the manga translation of “beautiful women never die” as the universal translation of this bit. But no, determined girls never die.

I don’t want to imply that the Tokyo organization is an omnipotent force, but I wonder if Takano had to keep them apprised of their plans during these events. Also, extremely minor typo there. Okonogi of the Mountain Hound, not Mountain Hounds.

Maybe I’m just misremembering, but I don’t recall any scene between the two where Tomitake acts especially rude to Takano.

I do kind of wonder why they went with the asterisk at the end of her Mi-*’s or her Nipa-*’s. I’m aware of people using the tilde to try to convey something in a cutesy way, but I’ve only ever seen asterisks used to denote either sound effects or a physical action.

I have a completely baseless speculation for why Mion had this pellet gun for the original art style. I assume it’s a pellet gun, because the notion that everyone is okay with Mion just open carrying an actual gun strains all reason. I think it was meant to instill a doubt about whether Mion and the Sonozakis are the relatively upright individuals portrayed by Mion throughout the series. It also gives a certain amount of credibility and weight to Ooishi’s belief that the Sonozakis have their secret armory. So, when the truth comes out in this chapter about the Sonozakis actually having their cache of hidden assault weapons it doesn’t come entirely out of the blue.

I kind of love how Okonogi is basically just talking like a person who’s quitting a job after a decade, and not someone who is probably going to jail for their complicity in crime.

I don’t think it was even really a case of they wanted to see who they could sucker into believing the scrapbook. I think they just wanted to be able to point at whichever political enemy they had and be like “this schmuck signed off on the order to try to kill thousands of people!” Despite the emergency manual plan going up in smoke Nomura and the rest of her conspirators could still probably use this to make their power play to get whatever political power they’re after.

I suppose this is a better conclusion to the 2009 Higurashi playthrough than what I did for the PS2 version. But we’re not done yet.

I know you’re dying to know!

Fair, he did say some highly questionable things in Tsumihoroboshi and Tatarigoroshi.

To be fair, I really think you could put most of the male characters on this list. Cake fetishist whose name I’m presently blanking on, Pa Maebara, Irie, Keiichi himself. The two younger guys who hang out with Keiichi, whose names I am also blanking on. Tomita and Okamura? I think those were their names.

In hindsight it probably was a good thing the series didn’t really delve into Rena’s depression.

Oryou Sonozaki, pictured here.

This has nothing to do with anything, but I am forever grateful that one of the sites I use has very strong blacklisting options. I really dislike guro, and it is one of my annoyances that I’ll look up a character or some show or other, and bam: here’s a picture of that character just getting mutilated in a style that can only be described as lovingly. Other sites their blacklisting feature still will show you the thumbnail of the image, just slightly darkened, kind of rendering the exercise moot. This site though it just has a gray square with the word blacklisted replace the image so you can’t even click it. Even here on tumblr I have my blacklist and it’ll still be like “here’s a post about Disco Elysium, we know you have it blacklisted, but do you want to see it anyway?”

I know it’s a joke and all, but I wonder why Rika is the biggest perv of them all? Is it because of her crush on Akasaka? Anyway, I think you’ll probably agree this was worth cutting the report on the Irie Institute’s coup attempt.

[idiotmf]

Overview

Welcome to my little corner of the internet. As I'm getting ready to post a lot more stuff, this post shall serve as your guide on my page.

Just here to find the Masterlist? Here you go.

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

Here's some things that you should know:

1. While I do occasionally write pure fluff and lore dumps that are SFW, my overall page is NSFW and 18+, therefore if you're a minor, please do us both a favor and do not interact.

2. I place my "read more" the way I do on purpose! It's to make sure you have to consciously agree to view the full, often NSFW, content instead of getting it shoved in your face, maybe even while you're in public. It also helps keep posts on my blog short and somewhat tidy.

3. I have a chronic need to over-explain myself and my content, resulting in long posts and long notes. Thanks anxiety™.

4. English is not my first language. I like to think I'm decent at it but I am not entirely confident about tenses and punctuation. I also just like to use a comma after every second word because my native language has so many rules on it and I'm low-key an idiot.

5. I write mostly for myself and just wanna throw my stuff out there. I love input and constructive criticism, so please don't be shy but don't be mean either!

6. I usually obsessively scan for typos and grammar issues (because anxiety and immersion) but I don't always catch everything, so I'm happy to be corrected, as long as it's not aggressive. (｡•́︿•̀｡)

7. I am open to suggestions and requests, although I don't take full on commissions (free or paid). I used to be a commission writer back in the day and I do currently really value my creative freedom.

8. Alongside random content, I like to depict my own, original characters (OCs) in different situations and dynamics. Sort of like an AU, except there is no original story. It's kinda like writing reader-insert FFs of my own characters, I guess.

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

Content, TWs and Tags:

I will try to provide anything that's needed to know on my posts but in case you just randomly stumbled upon my profile and this is the first post you see...

My main content and topics will always be Monsters and Smut.

• Other things that are good to know:

The reader is gender neutral, if not, I will state it. Usually the reader plays a submissive role and has female genitalia, although sometimes I will add variations. If you want me to specifically write one with male genitalia or a dominant role in mind, please feel free to reach out!

• Additional topics may be:

BDSM, Power Dynamics, Height Differences, Overstimulation, Dub-Con, illogical anatomy (if ya know, ya know), an insane amount of cum, etc.

↑ I will extend this list if needed.

Things that may trigger trauma or are extreme, even in my eyes, I will definitely state with a trigger warning, so please pay attention to avoid getting hurt.

That's it for now. Enjoy my ramblings.

(灬╹ω╹灬)

[helluvabossrewrite45]

Hey. I've seen some of your rewrite of Helluva Boss scenes and I really like them. I enjoy how you fixed the issues with the writing and how incredibly spectacular your writing of the improved dialogue within the scenes are.

Honestly, I feel inspired by your work. I have an idea for my own Helluva Boss rewrite where I not only fix issues the show has (ex. tonal shifts, inconsistencies & plot holes, worldbuilding issues, etc), but also integrate my HB OCs into my rewrite (ex. my main HB OC Alice Lola (Ally for short), who is an assassin at I.M.P. and an aspiring writer).

I was wondering if I could ask you this: do you have any advice & tips you could give for who have an idea for starting an HB rewrite, or a rewrite in general? I ask out of curiosity as an aspiring writer myself.

Feel free to respond back when you get the chance. Thank you and have a wonderful day/afternoon/night. Keep up the great work! 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻 🤗💕❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💖💕🤗

Thank you, im glad you enjoy my rewrites and of course, I can offer up some advice for rewrites;

I think one of the best things in writing a rewrite is that you can use these minor details the piece your rewriting has and use them to you advantage. For example, I noticed that Octavia listens to music whenever she hears her parents arguing or at the dinner table where her parents would be and probably would have at least some awkward tension so from rewriting seeing stars, I use that minor detail to highlight her character and her arc of using music or the moon festival to ignore her problems even though it clearly doesn't help. It also contrast with Loona in my rewrite ignoring her problems that she later acknowledges and the two would open up, closing the character arcs in a nice neat bow. Another would be that Millie is often depicted as either moxxie's wife or a murder machine and from the little time we see with her and her family, I rewrote millie growing up having to be in her sisters shadow and just wanting to be her own person instead as inferior or someone's tool. This would establish why she has a rivalry with her sister while also giving her more character for her to be explored (which we should've gotten from harvest moon tbh), Any details you find in helluva can be a tool for you to explore whether it be for the characters, world etc...

Something that even I learned is that when rewriting, you gotta plan what your gonna do with the characters, with the worldbuilding you establish, with all of these plots/ideas your rewriting. Most of the problems helluva has is because vivziepop didnt plan the show out until season 2 rolled around and if we wanna rewrite the show to be better, we ourselves cant make the same mistakes. If you already started the rewrite however, i suggest you look back on the rewrite your already doing for as much as you can to remember in order to not fall into the same mistake the show itself has

When planning an oc into rewrites, I think the main thing is to ask what are they doing here, what purpose do they serve to the plot and what is their character overall (their motive, personality, character arc, likes, dislikes, relationship with the characters, how they bounce off to the other characters etc...)

As another aspiring writer who has a lot of original stories in the works (there's even an original story inspired by helluva boss and some of my rewrite ideas for it), I think its important to approach criticism as a helpful tool rather than an insult. Especially when its rewrites. I always want whatever I'm writing to at least be of decent quality and is regularly curious of how people would react to my original stories still in the works so receiving it and even given criticism for it can help, you know? Since you have an established audience and them offering criticism can be your tool that you can use to improve. It should be noted though that their is a difference between criticism and personal bias/subjectivity. For example, if someone wanted to point out a plot hole or a mistake in your work, that's criticism you can use. But if someone just tells you to go touch grass for your rewrite or something like that, then its not criticism, that's personal bias/opinion they have of rewrites in general so it offers nothing you can use to improve it.

That's all I got so far, I hope this helps!

[waterhealer]

This is an independent, semi-selective roleplay blog for Mikiko Nagahama from the manga and anime BNHA / MHA (Boku no Hero Akademia / My Hero Academia).

〖 Guidelines 〗• 〖 About the Muse 〗 • 〖 Headcanons 〗 • 〖 Verses 〗•〖 Open starters 〗• 〖 Roleplay wishlist 〗• 〖 Mikiko art 〗• 〖 NSFW blog 🔞〗• 〖 Miscellaneous 〗

Blog status: Will work on stuff soon™

My other blogs are: @kyuusou, @ceruleanbender, @gurengan,... and some more...

This blog is original character, multiple-muse, and crossover-friendly. I do ask for an about page with minimum effort regarding original characters. While I’m multi-muse friendly, I want to add that I’ll follow a multi-blog only for certain Muses. This may change depending on the muses offered over time.

God modding, etc., isn’t something I particularly enjoy, and I ask not to do so. If you’re unsure about anything, please don’t be afraid to private message me. I might as well add: I’m far from perfect, and if I ever do something that is a no-no for you in writing, please private message me!

I’m of age, and content that isn’t safe for work (NSFW) will be written here and tagged accordingly. This goes from gore to sexual intent and anything in between. I won't write with minors and ask them not to interact with me.

About shipping and more, currently I’m selective when it comes to romantic shipping. If there is a strong chemistry going on, I’ll jump the boat and set sail. However, my focus is on non-romantic ships such as friendships, etc. Before I forget, if there’s a romantic ship between our Muses, I won’t write smut and ask for it to fade to black. As I’m not interacting with minors, it should be self-explanatory that NSFW will only be written with adults. Also, I'll not ship Mikiko with any students from U.A. High School—not even after the eight-year time skip. It makes me uncomfortable.

Seeing as English isn’t my native language, I can’t guarantee that mistakes won’t happen, and I ask that you not be an icky person about it.

To keep this role-play blog enjoyable for myself and others, anonymous hate, etc., will be ignored. You’re more than welcome to give me constructive criticism, but please, no destructive criticism.

I don’t participate in callouts and am perfectly capable of deciding whether a callout is warranted or not.

Besides my phobia for molluscophobia (fear of snails and slugs), I don’t have any other phobias or triggers.

I don’t tolerate hate against LGBT+ or any other hate regarding race, religion, or the like.

Mun isn’t Muse! Mikiko is unique, with her personality and personal opinions. Please don’t confuse my in-character writing with my out-of-character writing.

I don’t send out passwords, as I always read my role-play partner’s rule page.

Miscellaneous:

My time zone is CET (Central European Time).

My tracking tag is ceruleanbender.

Out of character will usually be tagged as OOC.

About Mun:

Hello! The puppeteer is here; I’m Myttie! I’m a ciswoman and use she/her pronouns. Because of my mental health, my activity isn’t consistent; I’m a sporadic role-player with a tendency toward low activity. Don’t be afraid to hit me up through IM or Askbox. I like to chitchat and get to know my RP partner better. I’m a friendly and ditzy person who likes to role-play and have fun! That’s all. Thank you for reading!

[vampiremeerkat]

I kinda need some advice (if you're comfortable giving), how does one keep their cool/sanity in the hellish atmosphere that is fandom nowadays? I really wanna get back to fanart and stuff as purely a hobby (and it was a huge part of my childhood) but considering how much of a warzone it is nowadays, I dunno if I can. Got anything?

Don't think I'm the right person to ask, I've not had that many entanglements with fellow fans throughout my online career. It's easy to assume that's because my overall viewership/online presence is low, but I've had the occasional semi-viral success and always enjoyed more praise than "criticism". I'd say fandoms in general are lenient and supportive, but every and any kind of community in the world has an insufferable minority. They shout and have alot of time on their hands, making it seem like you're dealing with a crowd, but that's never the case. Even if hundreds of people jump you, billions walk the Earth; it's not even a fraction of a percent you've displeased. But here's an actual answer to your question: In short:

Choose your fandoms wisely.

Don't overstay your welcome by sticking with one.

Don't join any online communities or participate in ongoing discourse. You're only here to draw.

Train yourself to understand that nothing in life fucking matters anyway. :(

In ｌｏｎｇ: I switch my focus alot. If I attract fans of a particular fandom, but the next thing I show off is less likely to tickle their interest, most will leave again, and it's kinda protecting me from growing an unsettlingly invested fanbase. Praise and attention never motivated me to stick around with one series for long, because I know what's waiting around the corner and don't want to be known as "the <insert this one piece of media here> artist", anyway. Look at my nonsense and go away, I just want to die alone! I'm also not active at any online forums and rarely look up and comment on other people's work. Spares you alot of "who asked you"-styled responses. I might've not when I was younger, but agree with the sentiment now. Unless you come across something criminal, why intrude on someone else's fun. Grumble about it on your account if you must, but don't take it to theirs.. even though it's valid to argue that posting something online is an automatic invitation for others to critique it, especially when you don't apply any form of visibility restrictions. I don't really care to discuss ideas with fellow fans. Weird claim, since my Tumblr exists, but I started this account to post Deviantart stuff. People showed up one day and started asking questions about the fandoms I've been involved in (or haven't), but it's not my hobby to get deep about a fictional property. Without getting instigated, anyway. I think about a question's subject as I read the words, do my best to dissect the whole thing and not throw around one-sentence replies, but seldom have the answer ready in my head. The3Eds was the only forum I enjoyed myself at, and the things I talked about over there barely had anything to do with Ed, Edd n Eddy. In the end, no one will be able to offer you one foolproof strategy on this matter. There've been many artists in the past who minded their business and were slaughtered by strangers. You need to be the kind of person who doesn't take online verbal abuse to bed. That's hard to do if you're looking for validation. You could avoid large fandoms that are known to attract the overly defensive and offensive, but if you have to tiptoe through life for others, what's even the point. Know that the internet is a luxury you don't have to participate in. Log off for a week or so if you're feeling down, or alternatively, delete all comment notifications indiscriminately as you keep on doing your thing.. unless you insist on deleting negative comments, but I don't think you should. Why stop people from embarrassing themselves in public. I don't think I've ever deleted comments, unless it's copy-pasted stuff/spam, because what often happens is that the poster regrets and deletes it themselves. I suppose that has value too. Allow that shit to stay alive, so the poster may one day return to it and potentially realise they're better than that. It's easier to keep your calm when you humanize your critics, if you can. The way a person expresses themselves may be trash, but what is it they're saying, and can the reason be empathized with? Sometimes you're dealing with someone who's obviously a child. I struggle to get angry at people under the age of 20. But really -and more importantly- no one should waste their time on fighting fellow fans when it concerns an issue that's objectively not important, you have better things to do. Try to close your eyes for it, it's seldom personal, even if the attacks try to be. People can pretend, but they don't know you and never will.